Agent Of Entei Chapter 25, a pokémon fanfic

Pokémon: Agent of Entei

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After getting Donny's map the swamp became easy going. We didn't encounter many Pokémon, there weren't any communities, and the trip became less bog and more ground. We made it through the swamp in half the time we thought it would take us. A week of swamp traveling turned into four easy days of walking. Halfway through the swamps it started raining though, putting a damper on our mood. The horrible rain came down so hard you could hear it hit the round, and stripped away all chance of swampy bog overflowed, and the map became useless. We kept track of where we should go by gauging the strength of the storm.

When we made it out of the swamps and into the flatland it went from marsh to mud. Around us hills slowly washed away into the ocean as we moved along the beach trail towards the city. The rain was coming down so hard now it was threatening to crush us. All our Pokémon but the stronger of Jesse's had retreated into their pokeballs. The horrible rain formed torrents off the hills, and Harold and I fell more than once and needed assistance to get up.

When we finally got into the city it was on the beach. We ran from under umbrella to other umbrellas left by beach goers. The wind was rolling off the ocean now, and powerful waves threatened to flatten us, to drag us out to sea if we could not evade them. It was a watery hell. We made it to the beach house, a place named 'Seashore House.' It was closed, and the sign on the door said it was due to 'uncool weather.' Ignoring this strangeness we ran forward into the city just before a tsunami wave crushed and washed the house away. There was a brief flash of pain in my head.

The cities bazaar was shut down, and all stalls had been vacated. I stole an umbrella from a stand, opened it up, and the skin was promptly torn to shreds from the rain. What was left blew away once I let go to prevent myself from taking an unwanted trip to the sky. We ran through the streets. Nathan led the way and I was right behind him, Jesse watching Harold, our youngest member. A particularly strong gust came flying in off the ocean and I fell down. Nathan caught me. Behind us Harold cried out in pain.

He had fallen and hit his left elbow on the ground pretty hard. He had also skinned his right hand on the wet gravel. Jesse picked him up like he weighted nothing and threw him over Nathans shoulders while she grabbed my wrist and pulled me along. God I hated being young again.

The Pokémon center entered sight. Warm light glowed out the windows. The center was larger and had a pleasant aroma. As soon as I walked in my eyes zeroed in on the desk. Sure enough, a nurse joy sat behind it, filling out paperwork, and a Chansey behind her. She looked up as the buzzer went off, announcing visitors. Nathan rushed in, carrying a crying Harold over his shoulder in fireman's lift. We were all sopping wet to the bone.

For some reason everything was being really quite. I felt I might never be dry again. Nathan took Harold to the front desk quickly. Jesse pulled me aside. "_ _ _ _?" She asked. I gazed up into her face. 'what the hell did she say?' I asked myself. I tried to remember the message, and she said it again. "Did you _ hurt, Ja_k?" she asked again.

Jesse ran her hand through my wet hair. It came out bloody. "Wha-?" I asked unintelligently. "T_ r_in. It mu_e c_t your scalp, _ so_hing _it y_u and yo_ d_n't notice." I shook my head, trying to convey I didn't understand. My vision was blurry, like I was looking up at her from under water. The lights were so bright and distracting. I couldn't help but stare at them.

"Look at me." Jesse told me. I looked up into Jesse's face. The light behind put her face into contrast in the blurriness. A red spot on her forehead came into focus. "You're bleeding on your head." I told her. There was a large gash her right temple. "It's nothing." She told me as she ran a hand over it. "But… you're blooding, and it looks nasty." I told her slowly.

"L_st_n. Yo_'re fire. You j_t _nt thr_gh Kyogre_s w_s_ w_at_r. You _n't hav_ ma_ it o_t fine. Y_'ve t_ken a blow t_ the head from a tree limb." The noise came in and out of focus. The high white noises made me want to curl up and die.

"Y_ fainted _or _ f_w seconds, _d d_ing th_t t_e Nathan tol_ us your _ had st_ped. Th_ y_u wo_e _, but y_u w_n't _eing _. _ s_ _th_g a_t being _, t_ y_ st_d r_. _ _ _ _ _ u_ _ _ _ N_an _ _ _ _ _. I don't know how much you remember."

I gazed at her blearily. What was she saying? Things got dark around the side of my vision, and I remembered what my attack from the Feraligater being like. Jesse was talking again, I see her lips moving, and the water rolling out of her wet stringy hair, but I couldn't hear anything. "_ _ _ _ _ _" Jesse mouthed at me.

"Jack…. Stay awake Jack."

Nathan came over and stood in my vision too. He came down to my level and held up some fingers. I wondered what the hell he was doing vaguely. Then I held up the same amount of fingers he did. He got a kind of worried look in his eyes and he picked me up and took me into the back room of the Center with joy in what must've been the infirmary.

'okay Jack….. sLeEp noW…"

Harold was in the bed beside me, and his arm was bent at a strange angle. Nurse Joy was injecting him with something neon green that didn't look like anything but radioactive sludge. Joy looked up and frowned at Nathan, but when she saw me she started asking questions. "_ _ _? _ ca_ _u _ll me?"

"Jack. LIsteN to mE. YoU'Ve TakeN a DanGerouS Hit tO tHe hEAd. SLEeP NoW."

The voice was loud, and commanding. I tried to keep my eyes open, but something was wrong. The nurse approached me with a syringe of clear liquid. I tried to jerk away but Nathan and Jesse (when did she get in here?) held down my arms. I panicked a little bit, Nathan held up his hand in the universal stop sign. I quit struggling, fear of needles or not. The nurse was approaching me with the needle. I blacked out.

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Waking up drugged always sucks. So I didn't.

When light poked through my eyelids I saw a bright light. I slowly gained hearing, only to hear the sound of rain hitting the roof so hard it was like a constant layer of white noise. The wind whipped around outside. "Hey Jack! Can you hear me?" Jesse called. I opened my eyes. I couldn't move my neck any, so I didn't know where the sound was coming from. Nathan came into my vision. "Hey, Jack?" "Keep it down…" I groaned. He nodded and lowered his voice to just above a whisper. "What do you remember?" Jesse asked me. I still couldn't see her.

"We were running off the swampy trail over the overland. That was mostly mud and the hills themselves were falling around us and being washed away. We would never have made it in the boat." I recalled. Thinking was painful, an experience I didn't have even when the Feraligater had decided to try to rip me in half. "What else?" Nathan asked quietly.

"I can't remember how we got to the beach. But we ran from under the umbrellas to the next ones. We got the beach house that had something on the door, and then we bolted when it was washed away. I don't remember how we got into the city after that, but we were running. Nathan, you were in front. I was right behind you. I fell over due to a strong gust of wind and you caught me. Harold fell over and smashed his elbow and skinned his hand. Jesse grabbed him, and put him on your shoulder. Then Jesse grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the center."

Jesse entered my vision. She had a bandage wrapped around her head, and a medical eye patch on her right eye. Nathan had no cut's (steel skin, remember?) but had a bruise that looked like someone had had tried to club his brains out with a hammer. Harold was not present.

"What about once we got inside?" "Nathan, you took Harold over to the counter. Pretty stupid, the Nurse Joy might've known it was you. Jesse stayed with me and was trying to tell me something, but I couldn't hear her or anything else." The two older teens glanced at each other.

Somewhere behind me the door opened loudly. "Hey! There aren't visiting hours! Leave him alone to rest, go on, get out!" nurse Joy yelled angrily at Jesse and Nathan. They left the room and Nurse Joy came over with an injection. She slid the needle into my arm, but I couldn't feel it. I drifted back off to sleep again, felling that my consciousness had been un-anchored from my body.

As it turned out, I was not in for another dreamless sleep. My dream started with me and the rest of group three running out of the swamp and into the muddy plains separating the swamp from the city. As soon as the beach came into view I saw myself take a face dive into a rock, tripped over a root coming out of the ground over a muddy lump. My forehead connected solidly with the rock, and my Astral body me flinched from the noise, barely audible over the wind.

Yet I got back up. However, I didn't remember this part. I got back up and kept running over the sand dunes. The look that signaled I was back in my mind showed me that I had woken up under the first umbrella on the beach, a large white and red parasail that was threatening to rip from the ground any second now. The rest of group three went with my idea, and dodged in and out of the umbrella's. I tripped once again, but this time it was into soft sand. I didn't remember this part either. I moved my Astral dream body closer to the sight. When I pulled my head out of the sand my eyes were hazed over again and I could tell nobody was home at the moment.

My body got up and ran straight at the city. Jesse and Harold kept dodging the storm by hiding underneath the umbrellas. Nathan however, ran straight at me. I saw the reason why a moment later. An umbrella had torn itself out of the ground and was hurtling straight for me, point first. Nathan arrived right before it was about to skewer me, pushing me down and taking the point to the ribs. For a moment the umbrella stuck in him, and I was tempted to think it might have pierced his skin, but then a wind came over the sand and ripped the umbrella from his shirt.

My still sleeping body watched myself get back up like nothing had happened and made a break for it towards the city. The group three converged on me still unaware of my unconsciousness. I was in the city, running under a tree when the next thing happened. A branch fell off a tree ahead of me and whipped around and bashed my head. I was knocked over, but I got up again, running at the same speed as before, once again like nothing had happened. Nathan ran straight at me and picked me up. My legs kept running, even though I wasn't touching the ground.

The four of us took cover under a building's front porch. Nathan grabbed my arm and felt for a pulse. "Holy shit! His pulse is going like five times faster than it should be!" Nathan yelled above the storm. Harold reached out and grabbed my head. "He's not in there at the moment!" Harold called. "What do you mean!" Jesse cried. "His mind has left his body! Right now he's just a shell! I'd say he's been like that since Nathan took that umbrella point for him if not longer!" Harold yelled. At that time I slipped out of Nathans grip and ran for the center, which was the only thing bright in the city at the time.

Nathan got in front of me, but I must've woken up then, because after that the dream switched from the gritty city with the loud rain and horrible rain, to deep under the ocean. Down there things were surprisingly calm, although the coral reef fish were all hiding, and the sand danced and shifted as though it were alive.

Deep off the coast, a drop off happened, and it got dark there. Deep down light shined from an underwater temple. A Typhoon surrounded the temple, and once the dream passed through the barrier I could see that the typhoon stretched all the way from the bottom of the ocean to the surface, a tunnel of air surrounding the Underwater Temple. The dream flew though the halls of the temple and showed me a room full of crystal, where Manaphy sat sleeping in a stone and coral chair.

Manaphy looked up at me, but his eyes were closed. 'Hello Champion of Entei. I, Manaphy, Prince of the Sea, need a favor from you. It is the reason I cannot wake. Kyogre told you what it was. I need the crystal that was taken from the Temple by the men who claimed to be researchers. I need it back.

And just like that I woke up.