Author's Note: I'm very excited to announce that an audio production of Great Teacher OniGuzma is in the works, sponsored by Guzcast! I'm seeking voice talent for various characters, so if you're interested in lending your voice to this production please PM me for a discord link on either my Tumblr or ffnet account! I'll be setting up auditions soon, thank you very much and I hope you all continue to enjoy this story!
Rain drizzled lightly upon Alola's largest city, dark clouds shielded its residents from the normally harsh sunlight and the tide had swallowed the beach, creeping up to the concrete. It was such a beautiful morning, at least, according to Team Skull's old boss. The young man waltzed through the streets casually, happy to have them practically all to himself on this lazy Sunday morning. He wasn't doing much of anything, but taking a walk to get out of the house every now and again never hurt.
Guzma paused momentarily as his smart phone buzzed; he unlocked it to see that Plumeria had messaged him a number of photos of her new apartment along with a selfie. She was wearing Roselia themed winter PJs, leading him to guess that it was night where she was. He then sent her a picture in return; he had his hoodie up over his head, with his slightly damp white hair poking out from under it and an awkward yet sweet smile on his face. It was captioned with a peace sign. Plumeria grinned to herself; she could tell that he was actually having a nice time for once with whatever he was doing.
Guzma then sent her a message: "Wanna call?"
"Sure."
And that was all it took, Plumeria leaned back into the pillows on her soft, new bed as she answered him, "yo G, whassup?"
"Uhhh, nothin' really, just wanted to chat. Lost my ability to fuckin' sleep in so I'm out on the town. What're you up to?"
The young woman reached for her Skitty doll and cuddled it close. "Finally finished unpacking everything, it's getting a little late so I was just gonna relax and all that."
He continued his leisurely stroll through the rain as he spoke. "That's real cool Plumes, and god damn the place you got looks real nice!"
"Right?! It's real modern and shit, kinda plain though but then again I didn't bring too much with me. I gotta get used to all this space too, it's kinda big."
Guzma raised an eyebrow. "Really? How so?"
"Just like…" –she counted the areas on her fingers- "one bedroom, bathroom, laundry, kitchen and livin' area."
"That's not that big… at all."
"Uh, yeah it is! I get more than one room to myself for once! This whole place is actually mine… Fuck, it's kinda a head trip you know? I don't gotta share with like three or more people anymore and if I get lonely I've got my Pokémon. I can't really stand the quiet though… It gets to me a lil'."
"Play some music or whatever, it ain't hard to fix that. You gotta make the place feel like home somehow."
"Yeah… I should, you're right…" She stared absentmindedly up at the ceiling.
"Ok so you sound kinda apprehensive and shit, you sure you're ok Plumes?" he asked, concerned.
"Yeah, yeah… I'm alright. I love it here so far, I really do… It's just not the same y'know?"
"I get that…" Guzma frowned slightly and looked around; he perked up slightly when he spied something in a shop front. "Well, on that note, I got an idea. How 'bout I send ya a little care package? Just a bunch of shit to remind you of home?"
Plumeria couldn't help but smile to herself, she sat up. "G… You don't have to…"
Guzma walked up to the shopfront window and peered inside. "Yeah, I don't, but I just saw a cute as fuck Wimpod plush and I know you don't got one in that little collection of yours!"
"What you mean by 'little'?! I got like 30 dolls in that collection! I don't need another."
He smirked mischievously. "Yeah, I know, but with this one you can cuddle it at night and think of me…"
A blush crossed her cheeks as she subconsciously gripped her doll tighter.
"Ooo what? Did I take your breath away or somethin'?" he said smoothly, masking his internal panic.
"D-… I… You're such a dummy!" she pursued her lips at the sound of his laughter and threw her doll at the wall.
"You just threw a doll, didn't you?"
"I hate that you know that!"
The young man chuckled. "I'm buying you the Wimpod."
"Fine! Do it! I don't care!"
"Uh, yes you do, you'll love it Plumes."
"Well, you know what? If you're gonna be such a smartass about it then imma get you somethin' too! I'm gonna bet 50P right now that you're wearing your skull jacket right this second, am I correct Guzma?"
"Uhhhhh, no."
She snorted and tried to stop herself from laughing. "You just sent me a selfie dumbass!"
"Well I dunno what you're getting' at!" –he turned away from the phone- "yeah just that one, thanks."
"What I'm gettin' at is that if you're getting me this shit then imma outclass that jacket and make you a new one! A better one!"
Guzma exited the store, shoving the doll into the key items section of his jacket pocket. "Bullshit, you can't get better than this, for real!"
"I'll put even more pocket space in it."
"Ok now that I'd love to see because I'm almost sure I could fit a car in this thing if the holes were big enough. But anyway, Plumes can't you just accept a gift? Imma get you a bunch of shit and I know you're sayin' this cuz you think you gotta pay me back."
"I'm not!"
"You are! You always do this shit Plumes, god you gotta relax a second you just got there."
"I am! I just… Dude, Guzma, I actually wanna get you somethin' too ok? I ain't seen you much lately and I'm not gonna see you again for a while… Also you don't get presents much."
The young man sighed. "Yeah…"
Plumeria tapped her cheek, trying to think of a suitable gift other than the jacket. "Can't really buy you somethin' though… I start work tomorrow and don't get paid for a little while, but there's some cool exotic Pokémon if you want me to catch one?"
He thought to himself for a moment. "Uh… There's a bunch, but there's one I'm really eyeing…"
"Yeah?"
"A Skorupi, they may not stay a bug type when they evolve but they're still a badass Pokémon. If you get me one of those I'll slide you a Bounsweet."
She audibly gasped. "Deal! Hell yes just gimmie a bit, the marsh you find 'em in is about a town over from where I'm at."
"No rush."
Plumeria smirked to herself. "You know, I would say you can cuddle that little scorpion like a Stufful doll yourself, but it's a bit spiky. Not sure how that'd work."
Guzma tilted his head and grinned. "So it's got its thorns? Not too big a deal, I mean you do too and yet I wouldn't mind being a repeat customer..."
"Oh my god…" -she covered her eyes as her cheeks flushed red and yelled- "stop turnin' my own shit back on me G!"
He closed his eyes and laughed. "It's so easy though! Damn you're bad at this…"
"Not usually! I'm just tired! Still a bit jet lagged…"
"Then go to bed! It's like, late over there right?"
"Yeah, but I'm having trouble falling asleep."
"Play some music or somethin', I dunno…"
"I'll get used to it eventually… I should probably at least try though."
"Sounds good, I'll catcha later, a'ight Plumes?"
"Yeah… Talk later G, goodnight."
"Night."
Guzma exited out of the voice call, stood up straight and looked around, he had zoned out just a little while talking to Plumeria. He was at the beachfront; the waves were looming dangerously close to the concrete stairs. Consequently the young man decided to stick closer to the shopfront just in case some kind of monster wave decided to come barrelling through, or worse, a Frillish reached out and tried to grab his leg. However he soon spotted something curious ahead of him; a familiar young boy standing under the balcony of a boutique talking to an older woman. There was a mat spread out in front of him covered with various items and a Meowth grooming itself, the grey cat Pokémon stood and gave a bow to the lady as its trainer handed her a small paper bag.
He headed over and looked down at the mat as Kalino waved and greeted him, "woah, hey Mr Guzma! I didn't think you'd be out this early, or at all actually!"
Guzma shrugged in response. "Just gotten used to gettin' up early I guess… So what've you got here, kid?" he asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
Kalino adjusted his beanie and stood with a confident smile. "A number of amazing deals just for you, that's what! Rare items, jewellery, trinkets, Pokémon toys, everything you see here is for sale!" He gestured to his mat as his Meowth mewed in agreement.
The young man raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Sell it to me then."
Kalino then grinned in a charming manner and began presenting a few items. "Well, for a Pokémon battling expert such as yourself I have a couple of things that might interest you..." he picked up a small bone, turning it this way and that to show it off, "this here's a little known item, a Thin Bone, thought to come from a very powerful water dwelling Pokémon. It raises the attack power of water type moves when held! Might be good for Golisopod, I heard it's a water type…"
Guzma slowly nodded. "Uh huh…"
"Here we have a Black Feather; usually it comes from the biggest, baddest Honchkrow in Unova and raises the power of dark type moves! Or if ghosts are more up your alley there's this Cursed Amulet, many were found in an ancient Johtoan temple; hold it and it allows ghosts to hit normal type Pokémon! Isn't that a trip? A must have for any ghost type!"
"…Sure."
"If you've got some real powerful moves that don't always hit their mark I have some Wise Glasses, they'll improve your Pokémon's accuracy if you let them wear them! Or a classic bag of soft sand, you can never go wrong with ground types after all! However, if you're all sorted on battle items I have a bunch of evolution stones for sale, or this rare reaper cloth… Filled with dark energy, I've heard certain suspicious Pokémon really like it…"
Guzma hold a hand up. "Alright imma stop you right there kid."
The boy quickly put his hands behind his back and smiled "Did you see something you like, teacher?"
The young man crouched down and lowered his voice. "No, but I did see a Magikarp rib, a Murkrow feather, ratty lookin' beads on a string, sand right off the beach, a stained rag, coloured glass and some poor sucker's stolen prescription."
Kalino went about three shades paler, grinned awkwardly and glanced away from his teacher. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Well I do, 'cuz I did the exact same shit when I was your age…"
Kalino blinked in surprised, leaned in and whispered, "wait, you did?"
Guzma nodded. "Any money I had on me I had to earn myself… Can I give you some advice kid? From one crook to another?"
The young boy frowned. "I'm not a crook… But, yes, please."
He gestured to the fake battle items and whispered, "get rid of this shit! You've probably scammed some poor kid or beginner trainer countless times but the second you're unlucky enough to have an experienced trainer check this stuff out and decide to rat you out to the cops you're gonna be in a world of trouble… Especially if someone recognises those stolen glasses… On that note, I got a question for ya."
"Uhhh… Yeah?"
"You know what to do if the cops actually show up suspecting you for stealin', right? Doesn't matter if you really did it or not, that's not important."
Kalino shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "I just say I don't know nothin', I didn't see nothin', I didn't see anyone that knows nothin' and I definitely don't know someone who saw somethin'…"
Guzma stopped himself from laughing and corrected him, "alright kid, you say shit like that when you've got a lawyer, but for you? You just say 'they ran off that way officer' and give some vague description. Wait you know what? Say they've got a big R on their shirt, they'll love that…"
The young boy gave a knowing smirk. "Hasn't that group split up for like… 10 years? How 'bout I say they had a big fat S instead?"
His teacher frowned and lowered his eyebrows seriously. "Don't give my grunts any more bad rep when they ain't been doin' nothin'…"
"Ok ok I was joking! Geez, back off man… But like, wouldn't that cause panic if people started to believe Team Rocket was in Alola? Rumours spread like wildfire here…"
Guzma chuckled. "Anyone who actually buys that is an idiot, dude! I mean, what's gonna happen?! Ol' Giovanni's gonna come waltzin' through a portal outta the sky and just let loose on Alola out of nowhere?! Fuckin' seriously?! Next thing they'll be saying Galactic's old boss is alive too!" he laughed to himself for a minute before composing himself and saying, "alright alright, I'm on a rant… But I gotta make somethin' clear, not once have I suggested you steal, what you do is your business and you ain't heard none of this from me kid."
Kalino smiled and shrugged. "I got a hearing problem anyway teach. Snitches get stiches and I can't afford those, man…"
His teacher frowned. "I ain't about to jump a kid, homie, damn… Anyway I gotta ask about all this other stuff here… Did you make all of this?" Guzma pointed towards the small poke dolls and trinkets.
"Uh, yeah I did… I sewed the dolls, made the jewellery and painted the cups and stuff…" Kalino rubbed the back of his neck, feeling uncomfortable. "But I don't wanna get rid of the items…"
"Why?"
"They're easy to get! The other stuff I have to make takes a while and doesn't make enough for the time put in…"
"Oh crap good point…" Guzma thought to himself for a few seconds. "Ever tried selling berries? Or those orange mushrooms you find everywhere?"
Kalino shook his head and said, "I don't know where to get berries… And people want those mushrooms?"
"Yes! Some people will pay up to 10,000P for the big ones!"
The boy's eyes almost bulged out of his skull. "Are you for real?!"
"Yes! And you can get berries from the farmer on Route 2; he'll even pay you to pick them for him. Also a bunch of Pokemon drop items… Have you ever seen weird black tar in the grass in the school?"
Kalino nodded, listening intently.
"That's called Black Sludge; Grimers leave it behind, it poisons Pokémon but heals poison types, get some of that in a jar and trust me people will buy. Or the apple cores on Route 1, you seen those?"
"Yes, they look kinda yuck though…"
"Those are Leftovers, Munchlax drop them and literally every trainer wants them! They're real valuable and that way you'll draw in more people when they see you've actually got a bunch of them! Not to mention that since it takes a while to look for 'em no one wants to bother doing it themselves, so they'll just flock to you for convenience sake! They won't mind payin' a little extra if they don't gotta do the work themselves. So are you following me kid? You see what I'm getting at?"
Kalino's eyes were shining brightly, outclassed only by his Meowth. "Please teach me more…"
Guzma gave a sly smirk. "Oh definitely… One second though, I actually wanna buy somethin' from you before I forget."
The young boy grinned joyously and stepped to the side. "Please have a look then!"
He eyed the items curiously; there were a number of cute hand-sewn poke dolls, Alolan-style wooden jewellery, souvenirs and general odds and ends. The young man tilted his head at the sight of a small jar filled with clear liquid and pointed to it, asking, "whats in that?"
"Oh! That's water with Shiinotic spores in it, you give it a shake like this" –he picked up the jar and shook it vigorously. "it glows! It lasts all night too and you can just reuse it over and over and it never runs out! It makes a really cool night light too!"
Guzma grinned. "Make more of those if ya can... Peddle a couple at school to the little ones too, but do it quietly…" He then picked up a clay mug, it was hand painted in the image of Tapu Koko, clearly a lot of time and effort was put into it. Plumeria would probably love it. "How much for this?"
"500P."
"I'll give you double for it."
Kalino's eyes widened. "Really?!"
Guzma grinned. "Yeah, just for the amazing customer service."
The young boy absolutely beamed when Guzma handed him the money, his Meowth climbed onto his shoulders and swatted at their teacher playfully.
The man then pocketed the mug and started with, "alright so I got a few more tips for ya if you don't mind listenin' for a while-" however he was then interrupted by his phone ringing. Guzma frowned in annoyance as he took it out of his pocket, he didn't recognise the number. "Lemme take this for a second, alright?"
Kalino nodded and stroked his Pokémon; Guzma stood up and answered the phone, "whaddup? It's ya boi."
Through the receiver he was met with unintelligible crying and yelling, his eyes widened in confusion as a young boy's voice yelled with a strained voice, "PLEASE! PLEASE HELP! THERE'S SCREAMING AND THE SKY'S FALLING APART AND I CANT SEE I CANT GET THEIR VOICES OUT PLEASE TEACHER AIDEZ-MOI S'IL VOUS PLAÎT!"
The boy sobbed uncontrollably as his teacher responded, "whoa woah woah! Slow the fuck down! Is that you Curtis?! What's goin' on?! Are you ok?!"
"Je ne vais pas bien! Something's gone really bad! I woke up this morning and my head was screaming and the room's falling apart with colours and my friends can't call you to say what's wrong! They're in danger sir! They're gonna die!"
Guzma paced back and forth, panicking. "Who's in danger?! What are you talking about?!"
"Nate and Keahi! They're at the top with the Rattatas and hiding and it's dark and if I go the roaches will be angry at me! Their link to you shattered and I can't get their voices out all the Pokémon are yelling at me I don't want them to die I had to call you please help them teacher please my head hurts so much j'ai mal j'ai mal j'ai mal j'ai mal-" Curtis kept shakily repeating himself through tears.
The man stopped in his tracks. Rattatas, darkness… at the top? The top of the island? North…? Wait. "Curtis!"
"Y-yeah?!"
"I need you to call the international police and tell them to go to Verdant Cavern right now! You hear me?!"
"Verdant Cavern?"
"Yes, that! I'll handle this!" Guzma quickly hung up the phone and turned to Kalino, who was staring up at him with wide, scared eyes. "You get to the end of the fucking street right now" –he pointed to his left- "go to that huge mansion behind the hedges and find that pink haired kid! You've seen him before, his name's Ilima, get him to go to Verdant Cavern right now!"
"Wh-what about you?!"
"Don't worry about me!" Without another word Guzma took off, sprinting faster than he ever had in his life down the street. Time seemed to have sped up; the scenery passed by him in an adrenaline-fuelled blur as he raced up the hills, dodged past trainers and shook off wild Pokémon without so much as a thought. There was no telling how long it took to reach the cavern; Guzma slowed down to briefly catch his breath before entering, only to notice there was no trial guide present. That wasn't a good sign. He reached into his pocket and took out an ultra ball before slowly walking into the trial site and taking in his surroundings.
No Rattata or Zubat, common residents of the cave system, could be seen anywhere. The sheer lack of noise was disturbing. Guzma slowly began to walk further into the cave, the only sounds he was able to hear being his footsteps and heart beat. He kept his head on a swivel, but saw nothing until he spotted an object illuminated by a patch of light. He stopped moving, it was a smashed smart phone, and judging by the case it belonged to Keahi.
His breath caught in his throat, there was no sign of them anywhere. Taking a peek down into the ravine at least confirmed that they didn't fall down and break their necks. He backed up a little, constantly looking around, but every noise he tried to locate either seemed to move or turned out to be nothing. Suddenly he stopped moving, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up; there were eyes on him. A slight shuffling noise and a slight amount of falling dirt caused him to ever so slowly look up. Guzma's body froze; directly above him clinging to the roof and staring down, was an ultra beast. Pheromosa.
Initially the creature didn't move; its long antennae twitched along the cave roof, flinching back at every touch. Guzma's eyes were locked onto it; he armed his ultra ball, ready to release Golisopod any moment. Before he could do anything, however, he heard a voice from a den in front of him cry out, "teacher, behind you!"
The man flinched, glanced behind him and leaped to the side, just in time to dodge the Lunge of a second Pheromosa. He quickly released Golisopod, who used the shell of its huge limbs out to defend its trainer from a devastating Triple Kick. The second beast leapt from the roof. Guzma released Pinsir. The Pheromosa shot towards him at ungodly speed, Pinsir managed to catch its legs in a vice grip and send it flying with a Storm Throw while Golisopod Sucker Punched the other. Guzma ran around the area frantically, the beasts seemed far more focused on him than his Pokémon. He covered his ears as one of the Pheromosa let out a Bug Buzz and almost fell backwards as Golisopod used a Waterfall to protect him from an attack, followed by nearly being impaled by Pinsir's Stone Edge.
Very soon, after taking blow after blow for its trainer Golisopod couldn't take any more and collapsed, Guzma swiftly returned it and released Masquerain in its place. He had no time to think about his partner Pokémon's wellbeing as he commanded the moth Pokémon to use Air Slash. Tears appeared in the target Pheromosa's wing-like head crest; it let out a deep, distorted scream and retreated into the cavern. Guzma then grinned as he saw Pinsir continuing to defend him, though it was having trouble striking the creature. Just one more to go, just one more-
Suddenly, after hearing the screech, two more Ultra Beasts leaped out of the ravine and rushed towards him. In a panic he released the rest of his team, just in time to see Pinsir take a Triple Kick to the face, rendering it unconscious. Ariados shot a Toxic Thread to block their quick pursuit; however the beast's Bug Buzz shook and shredded the thread, earning the spider a Lunge. Scizor went toe to toe with another, uppercutting it with a Bullet Punch; it was then quickly outsped and Triple Kicked. Guzma continued to avoid any conflict, his Masquerain sticking close and aiding with Air Slash, but the beasts were too fast. They kept running circles around his team, the only one even scraping by with dodges was Masquerain who zipped behind rocks and into crevices before landing an Air Slash, chasing off a second Pheromosa.
Guzma suddenly stopped and jumped out of the way of his Ariados, which was launched against the cave wall with a sickening crack. He returned it only to then see his Scizor be Triple Kicked into the roof, it stopped moving. The two remaining beasts turned to face him and his moth Pokémon; its trainer looked to it in desperation and took out a pocket knife. The moth Pokemon puffed up its eye-like antenna and took aim at one of the Pheromosa; the opposing creature then shot towards the bug and copied its Ice Beam with Me First, shooting it out of the air.
Guzma balked at the sight of his knocked out team for about two seconds before a beast dashed towards him, it ducked under the swipe of his knife with ease, swatting his arm to the side and disarming him. It then lifted him into the air and threw him; he collided against the rocky cave wall, hitting his head hard.
His vision fizzled away into a distorted haze as he slumped down against the wall, every noise faded into an echo, leaving him unable to hear the distant shouting of one of his students as the Pheromosa closed in. Guzma only managed to look up for a few moments before everything faded to black...
Nathan gripped Keahi tightly around the waist as she attempted to scramble out of the Rattata den they were hiding in; he tried to cover her mouth to quiet her screaming but she bit down hard in response. He cried out, then gritted his teeth through the pain and shouted, "stop it! There's nothing you can do!" The boy held her back long enough for the Raticate in charge to block the exit, squeaking a hurried warning at the children.
Keahi threw Nathan off of her, gripped her hair tightly and shouted through tears, "why are you just sitting there?! He's gonna die! I have to do something!"
Nathan didn't appear to be paying attention, instead choosing to hurriedly stuff what looked like a rope cylinder down the barrel of what appeared to be a homemade pipe bazooka.
Keahi shoved hard against the Raticate. "What's wrong with you?! You always say you're gonna be a hero and now you're sitting here watching those monsters kill him?! I hate you!" –she punched the Raticate with full force, prompting it to grab her and hold her tightly- "Get out of my way you stupid rat!"
While the both of them were distracted Nathan quickly crawled to the exit, looked back at her, smiled through the fear and said, "you stay here and hide, I've got this Cammy." She locked eyes with him briefly before he ran outside; the Raticate hurriedly blocked the exit with its body as she cried out in panic.
The boy stood up, hoisted his homemade cannon onto his shoulder and frantically looked around to spot the two Pheromosa looming over his teacher. One had picked up the unconscious man by his shirt. Nathan took aim and pulled the trigger, shooting a rope net at the beast. It dropped his teacher in shock as the adhesive capsules on the net burst, sticking it to its body. The Pheromosa screamed and writhed, trying to shake the net and becoming more tangled as a result. The second ultra beast's gaze locked onto him, seeing this Nathan threw a smoke ball onto the ground in front of him. It shot across the cavern and into the black cloud, but the boy was gone.
Nathan stuffed a second net capsule into the bazooka's barrel and stood up from behind the rock where he was hiding. The beast's head snapped towards him, it tried to run at him but found that its feet were stuck to the ground. Nathan internally thanked the heavens that his Goodra slime worked and shot the net at the Pheromosa, which screamed in response. He then produced an ultra ball, armed it and threw it at the creature, only to then suddenly be grabbed by the first beast. It yanked him into the air by his arm; he kicked and shouted as the Pheromosa reared its other arm back. He stared into its wild, enraged eyes, frantically trying to kick free. Tears streamed down his cheeks and time seemed to slow down as it thrusted its arm towards his stomach, however, it then froze. His eyes widened as a distorted pink aura surrounded its head, knocking the creature back and sending him crashing to the ground.
The beast scurried down into the ravine in a daze, Nathan blinked for a moment, none of the pain from the impact registering. He slowly sat up, only to be met face to face with a Raichu; the Pokémon spun around on its board and squeaked at him happily. The boy wiped away his tears and tilted his head at this strange Pokémon; he then flinched as an unfamiliar voice yelled, "hey! Are you ok?!"
He stared as a strange young boy ran up to him, still trying to take all of this in. "Yeah… I'm ok… I think…? I'm not dead, right?"
The boy grinned. "Heh heh, well I hope you're not! Man that was too close though… Must've been plenty scary!" He held his hand out to Nathan, who took it and was pulled to his feet.
Nathan looked around the cavern past the other kid, only to see what looked like Kalino and Keahi trying to rouse their unconscious teacher. He turned to his saviour and asked, "thank you, really… But… Who are you…?"
He put a hand on the back of his head and gave a big smile. "Name's Hau! Your friend over there was running around in a panic so I asked what's up, he saw my Z-ring and asked if I could help!" Hau's smiled faltered a little as he looked back towards Guzma. "Glad I came when I did… This could've ended much worse…" –he turned back towards Nathan- "Hey, let's get outta here, ok?! Those white roach things might come back!"
Nathan watched as Hau quickly jogged over to the others, who were following as Guzma was being dragged away by international police officials. The young boy looked down at the ground, only to see a singular sealed ultra ball resting upon a patch of dried Goodra slime. He walked over to it and picked it up, studying it without a word. His grip tightened on it, he bared his teeth in frustration and regret before following his classmates and that new boy out of the cavern. He completely forgot to pick up his homemade net shooter; as far as he was concerned, it wasn't important anymore.
A number of grey vans surrounded the area; their lights illuminated the rain, giving the area a crystal-like appearance. Strange looking personal rushed past Nathan as he tried to pick his friends out from the small crowd. But first there was something he had to do. He walked around, searching for someone who looked important, or at the very least stood out. Soon he spotted a man in a brown trench coat quickly writing down notes on a large touch pad in the back of a van; he appeared focused yet had an almost rattled look to him. Good enough, he guessed.
The strange man did a double take when he spotted Nathan staring at him from the back of the vehicle. Looker quickly scanned the touch pad before putting it aside and stepping out onto the dirt. "You, young man! Is your name Nathan? You match the description given to me concerning this particular Ultra Beast incident!"
He nodded. "That's me…" Nathan couldn't help but wonder who gave this man a description of him.
"Then child before I question you on this incident I must ask; are you ok? I can't imagine how harrowing that experience must've been!"
His right arm throbbed with pain from where the Pheromosa yanked him and where Keahi bit him. Come to think of it his back also hurt from the fall; all in all, he wasn't doing too good. "I'm ok; I'll have a few bruises later but otherwise I'm just glad my friend is alright… My teacher on the other hand…" he glanced over to where Guzma appeared to be awake and receiving medical treatment. Nathan then met the man's eyes sharply and stated, "I have something I need to give to you, if you're an official on this operation I mean."
"I am the second in command! Any information or evidence you have for me will be dutifully passed on to the chief, I assure you!"
The boy held out the ultra ball in his hand with a serious look on his face. "I thought I wanted it… But now, I'm not…" –he momentarily trailed off, glancing towards his friends who were being checked over by paramedics- "Just take it away from me. Please. There's an Ultra Beast inside…"
Looker's eyes widened as he stared at the blood stained capsule. "Are you serious?! Please let me see it!" Nathan handed it over and the investigator ran it through a machine in the van, gaping when the boy's claim was confirmed. He brought the ball back to Nathan. "You must tell me how you managed to capture one of these creatures! I will need a full incident report- holy smokes child your hand!"
The boy looked confused for a moment before looking at his right hand, the colour drained from his face. The bite Keahi gave him was seeping blood all down his arm; he started to shake as the horrible, burning pain suddenly hit him. Looker personally ushered the Nathan over to the paramedics, taking down the incident report to keep him distracted from the pain as his wound was disinfected and bandaged.
Meanwhile, Guzma had slowly come to; he was lying under a makeshift shelter while waiting for a proper transportation vehicle to pick him up. Great, the last damn thing he wanted was a trip to the hospital, but judging from the throbbing pain in his head and how downright sick he felt he concluded that it was for the best. Apparently he had no spinal injuries though, which was a relief to say the least. But every little stupid noise just made his pain worse, so he requested the three kids hovering over him like Cutieflies to leave, despite how relieving it was to know they were ok. He closed his eyes, he didn't want to think about anything, only rest and hope to god that the pain went away soon.
An indeterminate amount of time had passed before Guzma's attention was unpleasantly ripped back to the world around him by a familiar, rage inducing voice. "Excuse me… I'm sorry to bother you, but can we talk…?"
The man groaned loudly and forced himself to sit up; he placed a hand on his forehead and leaned on his knees as he glared up at Nathan. "If you know what's good for you you'll get the fuck out of my sight right now…" he growled.
The boy subconsciously picked at the tight bandage on his right hand and averted his gaze. "I'll leave… But first I just have to say-"
Guzma suddenly snapped, "shut the fuck uu-AHHH!" –he gripped his head tightly and stopped himself from gagging with all his strength, he then lowered his voice and shot daggers at Nathan- "shut the hell up… I know exactly what you're about to say and sorry ain't gonna fucking cut it. You wanna know why? Cuz then you get to go home and sleep at night because all that happened was that one of your twisted little games didn't work out exactly as you planned, but hey at least you apologized! Meanwhile I'm sittin' here waiting for a damn ambulance cuz if I didn't show up when I did they woulda been scrapin' you and your best friend off the cave floor cuz of a stupid, dangerous fuckin' decision you made... Keahi's the only reason I didn't walk away from that when I had the chance. Think about that."
He then lied back down and turned away from Nathan. After a minute of silence he heard the boy slowly walk away, the sound of his footsteps was quickly drowned out by the sound of sirens blaring. Guzma slowly reached into his pocket and took out his phone, blearily typing a message to Kukui, asking to pick him up from the hospital later. He then ignored the five subsequent messages from his worried roommate as he messaged Plumeria.
"Somthin happneded"
"What's wrong G? Are you ok?"
"U mgiht wanna sit down"