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The Adventure Saga
The Beginning with Leaf Green
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"Beautifly!" Dayna shrieked, fumbling with the pokéball around her waist. The larger-than-normal butterfly let out a fearful cry and dove after her trainer. Dayna shrieked as she felt herself fall further. Beautifly let out a cry, and launched a String Shot. The string shot wrapped around Dayna's wrist, leaving her dangling just a few feet above the spinning gears.
Her Beautifly, flying strong due to her wings being bigger and stronger than the average Beautifly, fluttered midair for a moment. Dayna was breathing heavily, trying to slow her pounding heart as she reached up and wrapped her fingers around the silky string. Almost dying had to be far worse than dying itself...
"Pull me up, Beautifly!" she exclaimed to the bug. Beautifly responded obediently flapping it's wings and slowly lifting her trainer into the air. Dayna pulled herself up a little, creating a small loop for her foot, and placed it securely there. She continued to try and steady her breathing and calm down. Forget about the near-death experience. She had to have a clear head and steady mind if she wants to win this battle.
Slowly, she climbed over the ledge and let out some long shaky breaths.
"Calm down, Dayna, calm down." she mumbled under her breath. Her Beautifly fluttered down next to her, rubbing affectionately against her cheek, as if to comfort her. Patting her head with a reassuring smile, Dayna got up. "Chuchu!" she called for her Pikachu. With the loud grinding gears below her, Dayna would truly be surprised if Petrel managed to see her. "Chuchu!"
"Pika!" a cry rang out in response. A small skittering noise, and her faithful partner leapt into her outstretched arms. Chuchu seemed slightly scared, but otherwise okay. Slowly, Dayna stood up and walked across the narrow platform until she got onto the bigger and wider platform, somehow feeling safer on this creaky and rusty metal than the equally creaky and rusty metal on the thin pathway with railings. Once safe, all her pokémon burst free from their pokéballs, exclaiming their names in concern.
"Hey guys," Dayna laughed as she was suddenly tackled under her pokémon. "See, everything is just fine. Beautifly saved me." Cue cries of joy. Dayna smiled, and turned to Chuchu. "Lead us to Petrel?"
"Pikachu!" Chuchu exclaimed happily. Slowly, she raised her nose in the air, took a whiff, and bolted-no pun intended- across the platforms.
"Be careful guys!" Dayna exclaimed as she and her pokémon ran after Chuchu. "I don't know when these floors could collapse under us, okay?" With cries of their respective names, they ran to catch up with the Pikachu speeding ahead in front of them.
Dayna and her team rounded many corners, just barely keeping up with Chuchu. This place was bigger than she had originally imagined, and filled with trash and containers that was leaking some sort of sickly fumes-not harmful enough to hurt them, though-but other than that, they got around easily.
"Chuuuuuuu..." Dayna heard the low growl of Chuchu as she rounded the corner and into an all to familiar room that, to put it simply, seemed to store electricity. Big huge tubes attached to countless wires, thick and thin, seemed to be attached to them, and inside were huge balls of crackling electricity. They lined the walls, and as her gaze reached the top of the room, she realized that several spikes protruded from the tops of the glass tubes, small sparks of electricity traveling to the edge of them, and then stopping.
At the center was Zapdos, who had some sort of strange machinery around it's head, and Petrel... as her again, smirking, holding Dayna's unconscious, stout uncle by the back collar of his fishing vest.
"Do you plan to beat Team Rocket with that team?" he said in her voice, noting his disappointment in her unevolved, very cutesy-looking team. Her Mawhile let out a growl of irritation. Dayna knew that the steel type absolutely hated being judged as weak because she was small. Dayna ignored Petrel, trying to find any sign of Zapdos recognizing her. Nothing.
"Zapdos, Uncle! Can you here me?! It's Dayna! Remember, we met when I was younger?" she called out to the Legend. It ignored her, simply continued to flap it's wings behind Petrel.
"Neat little toy, eh?" Petrel said with a smirk. "Seems Zapdos's 'chosen guardian' isn't to good at guarding, eh?"
"What are you doing to him?!" exclaimed Dayna. Truthfully, she was unsure wether or not Zapdos was male or female, but somehow, she figured he was male.
"Oh, just a little device that blocks out any sort of emotion or conscious. Just kinda, well, makes it a robot." Petrel shrugged. "Great idea, hm? If we had only some more scientists who had half a brain, we'd be marketing them."
"That's cruel!" Dayna exclaimed. Suddenly, she felt the Zapdos feather let out a small spark in her bag. She felt it spark again, but did nothing. She had to distract Petrel first. "Beautifly, String Shot, aim for Petrel! Everyone else, Zapdos's headgear! Chuchu, Quick Attack! Vulpix, Flamethrower, and Mawile, use Bite! Skitty, Sunny Day, and Leafeon, Solar Beam!" as her pokémon unleashed the attacks, she pulled out the feather. It was indeed letting out tiny sparks of electricity, as if reacting to Zapdos's presence. She suddenly found herself mesmerized by the item in hand...
Dayna let out a gasp as her Uncle Wilson landed next to her, rescuing courtesy of Beautifly. Suddenly pokémon were slammed back. How long had she been staring at the feather... She was letting her partners down!
"Chuchu! Everyone, are you okay?!" she exclaimed, checking the vital signs of her dear uncle. He seemed completely fine, only a minor bump on the head.
"Annoying." Petrel said, tearing off the last of the sticky web that was plastered to his arms. She figured Beautifly went crazy and wrapped him in a cocoon. Dayna glanced at him, realizing his disguise of her was gone. It was replaced with an older man with a rather creepy aura of him. "Seriously, that's what you're battling me with? All those pre-evolutions?" Dayna glared at him.
"You know, there was a reason I didn't evolve them." Dayna stood, bringing out a couple items from her bag. Evolution stones. "Skitty! Vulpix! Chuchu!" she tossed three separate stones into the air, the respective pokémon catching them. "Evolve!" Dayna watching in pride as the small pokémon came into a white light, their forms growing and morphing into something new. The light burst, revealing three new pokémon. Petrel let out a low chuckle
"Zapdos, knock these pests out of the way!" Petrel ordered, pressing a button on the remote in his hand. Zapdos let out an earsplitting shriek, snapping it's head back, almost as if in pain. Instead of ordering Petrel, it went into a pain induced rage, slamming into the wall and shattering the glass test tube, sending glass shards showering over everyone. Dayna threw herself over her unconscious uncle, gritting her teeth as glass landed on her bare legs, causing a few cuts.
"Beautifly, String Shot! Restrain Zapdos, we don't want him to hurt himself!" Dayna exclaimed. Beautifly raised herself up, but swooped down asa Zapdos flew by, slamming into another glass tube of electricity.
"Zapdos, stop it!" Petrel exclaimed angrily, hand going to the remote at his hand again.
"Stop him!" Dayna exclaimed, pointing at Petrel. Her pokémon nodded, and launched attacks at his feet and over his head, though not entirely aiming for him. He started hopping around and ducking, making it look like a hilarious little dance, a dance Dayna would've giggled at, if not for the legendary bird inflicting harm to himself over her head. "Zapdos!" Dayna yelled, trying to connect to the pokémon. He ignored her, shrieking again, and swooping towards her.
Dayna ground her teeth together, ducking under the pokémon, his claws just barely catching on her blond ponytail. Time for something very unlike Dayna. Time for something bold.
"It's simple!" she heard Fire say in her head as she backed up against the wall. "You wanna get up on something high, you gotta push off the nearest flat surface, almost like you're swimming!" Dayna remembered this, when Fire would suddenly push himself off the side of a tree, flip, and land on a high branch above them, snatching berries for her medical remedies before landing perfectly next to her. "You probably won't flip the first time around, 'cause it takes practice, but you'll get it eventually."
So Dayna took a breath, taking aim at Zapdos, waiting for the perfect moment to leap onto his back. If Petrel wasn't going to remove the device putting Zapdos in such pain, she would herself. Zapdo slammed his head into the wall, glass scratching at his skin, drawing blood. He spun around, flying so that he would be at just the perfect angle alongside Dayna.
There.
Dayna backed away a few steps, kicked off the wall like Fire taught her to, and suddenly found herself being jerked around by Zapdos. Clutching his feathers in her palms as he reared around, she slowly began to struggle her way towards his head. The feather, tucked safely in her belt, sparked dangerously with each movement towards the headgear.
With much struggle, Dayna found herself face-to-face with the awful device, and grabbed hold of it, trying to find a buckle, a latch, a switch, anything to free Zapdos from his misery. The feather, again, sparked, and she pulled it from her belt. She blinked, watching as the small bolts of lighting seemed to be attracted to the headgear, coming from the feather and wrapping itself around the headgear. She widened her eyes with sudden realization.
"That's why you're in such a rage." muttered Dayna as she gripped tighter to the rampaging pokémon. "This thing is somehow bottling up your electric energy." Dayna glanced at the feather, crackling with electricity even more than it was before, and looked back at the headgear, gears in her mind turning, a plan forming.
With one thrust of her arm, she slammed the dangerous feather into the headgear. It crackled, and suddenly the thing exploded. She felt as if thousands of tiny little fireballs implanted themselves in her hand and arm, sending searing pain from her wrist up to her elbow. She let out a shriek of pain, stumbling back, then grabbing at the birds feathers with her good hand.
Zapdos suddenly calmed down, steadying itself out for the trainer on his back. Slowly, he lowered to the ground, where Petrel stood, backed into a corner by Dayna's pokémon. Zapdos crouched down allowing Dayna to crawl off, cradling her left arm as she sat next to the legend to survey the damage. Tons of little black metallic pieces had implanted themselves in her arm. No doubt some of them would scar, and she'd surely be picking out the little pieces with tweezers for the next year. The skin also had a red hue to it, and if she looked closely at her hand, she could see small blisters forming on her hand. Nothing to serious, from the looks of it.
"Chu!" exclaimed Chuchu when she saw the blood running down Dayna's arm. Dayna shot a somewhat pained smile in her direction.
"Nothing but minor scratches, Chuchu." she responded, her glance going to Petrel.
"I-Impossible..." he muttered. Zapdos readjusted his position so that he was around Dayna, but also so that he was looming over Petrel. Her newly evolved Ninetales growled in warning, daring him to try any funny business. Petrel looked around, then turned laid eyes on Dayna and Zapdos. "I can't go back to jail!" he exclaimed before running out of the room.
No one bothered to chase him.
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Fire stood up strong as blood dripped from the gash on his left shoulder. Proton was ruthless, and even that was an understatement. But Houndoom was basically history. One Hydro Pump and done. Honchcrow, on the other hand...
"Arceus almighty..." he growled under his breath. "Electivire, Thunderbolt!" Again, Honchcrow swiftly dove away from the crackling electricity. "What the freaking hell?!" exclaimed Fire, his temper flaring. Typically, Fire was a very easy-going guy, but loosing was something he did not like. Loosing is not acceptable in his book, and that damn bird keeps messing everything up!
"Pathetic." sneered Proton. "I've seen ten-year-olds battle my Honchcrow better."
"And I've seen toddlers battle against my Electivire better." Fire smirked back. He grimaced slightly when he felt his arm go numb, and began having trouble lifting it. He lifted his right arm, regardless, and waved his fingers in a 'come at me' gesture. "Surely the cruelest guy in Team Rocket can fair better against a fifteen-year-old boy, right?"
"Don't mock me." Proton growled. Fire smirked.
"Then stop cowering in a corner by dodging my attacks and face me head on like are real man." Fire's smirk grew as Proton became more enraged. This was almost to easy for him. Push their buttons, win the game. Simple as that. "Electivire, THUNDER!" a huge burst of electricity overhead, and it crashed down onto the Honchcrow. The bird didn't stand a chance. "HELL YEAH!" Fire shouted with a fist pump, despite the fact that his other arm hung numb and limp at his side. He'd have to get that treated...
Proton roared in frustration, and sent out a Seviper.
"Poison Tail!" he ordered. He smirked, and moved his finger from pointing to the mighty Elictivire. "Hit the woman."
"Mom!" Fire exclaimed as Seviper launched forward. Suddenly there was earsplitting screech and Fire felt the feather in his pocket heat up, almost to the point of burning a hole in his pocket. He pulled it out with his good hand, and flinched as fire seemed to lick across the feather, burning neither it nor his hand. Another screech and he whipped around, seeing Moltres had awoken from its sleep, screeching at Team Rocket.
With a burst of almost overwhelming heat, it swept forward, slashing Seviper away with one mighty thrust of it's wing. The Rocket Grunts scrambled away from the legend in fear. It hovered over Fire's parents, glaring at Proton while he returned his Seviper, daring him to try to attack the Red family again.
"C-Come back you damn cowards!" Proton shouted at the grunts. "I'll have you murdered! I'll murder you!" Another screech and Proton flinched, glancing up at the furious bird above him. Proton scowled. He was a prideful man, Fire knew, and simply could not back down from a challenge, no matter who or what was in his way. He couldn't let this bird hurt his pride. "I'm not loosing." Proton said in a low growl, bringing out an item from his pocket that seemed to look like a bunch of wires wound together into a ball.
"What the-?!" Fire exclaimed as Proton threw the device at Moltres. The bird attempted a dodge and was successful, but the device actually did a u-turn, chasing after the bird. "Hey, Knock it off!" Moltres swooped down towards him, and unintentionally, the device expanded like an Ariados' web, and wrapped itself around his head.
A few moments of total panic, and then pain. Pain like someone was trying to control and suppress his consciousness, like when he accidentally pissed off the Alakazam and it decided to control him like a puppet with his psychic powers. But that was then and this is now. Then, the Alakazam simply used its powers to control his limbs, eventually running off when his father came running to the rescue. But now, this machine was trying to control his mind, heart, and soul. He didn't have anyone but himself this time, and right now, trying to figure out who he was with this device was harder than climbing to the top of Mt. Silver without proper equipment.
He suddenly felt his hands wrenching at the device with such a force he was surprised he hadn't wrenched his own head off his shoulders yet. Letting out a bloodcurdling scream of rage and pain, he continued to claw at the device even more, the pain only increasing with each passing moment.
"Well, it was meant for controlling and subduing the power of one of the three Legendary Birds, but we never tested it on a human before." Proton said, walking over to Fire, giving his shoulder a slight shove. Fire, pain wracking his skull, fell into a writhing mess onto the ground. "Not so big and tough now, huh? Let's see..." Proton smirked, and the pain increased, so badly to such a point where Fire was sure his head would explode. "How much pressure does it take until a little trainers head explodes?" Again, he turned the dial, and Fire shrieked.
"Fire!" he heard his mom exclaimed. Suddenly, Proton's wrist snapped from another twisting his wrist the wrong way. The remote dropped, and Proton snatched his now limp hand and wrist back, cradling it in his other arm. "Keep your filthy hands off my boy." he heard his mother growl as another flare of pain burst in his brain. Suddenly, the pain quickly faded away, so fast that it left him somewhat disoriented.
He heard a strange growling noise, and suddenly the strange device was meant for Moltres but hit him instead was disintegrated, ashes falling around him and his head. Something nudged at him while he laid on the ground, tired and a wicked migraine coming on. He needed some advil...
"Fire? Baby, you okay?" that was his mom.
"Fine." Fire grunted in response. The same thing from before nudged at his side again. "Stop poking me."
"It's not her, Fire. It's... Moltres..." he trailed off, staring at the bird in awe, Fire knew so. Again, the legendary bird poked him in the side.
"Dude, knock it off and let me sleep the headache off." Letting out what he guessed was an offended cry, Moltres rammed it's beak hard into Fire's side, not injuring him, but making her point. "Arceus!" Fire groaned as he was flipped over by the momentum. "Dudette?" Moltress let out a nod and squawk of approval. "Alright now let me- WHAT THE HECK?!" Fire let out the exclamation as Moltress picked him up by his slightly torn up jacket and tossed him on his back. "Son of a b-"
"Fire!" his mother exclaimed, cutting off the curse that he was ready to utter.
"...Biscuit." Fire said. "Watch the arm, will you? Houndoom gashes!" Moltres let out what he thought would've been a scoff, and flapped it's wings impatiently. "Hey! Hey wait a minute, will you?" Fire turned, and with his good arm, returned his Electivire. Moltres went a little higher. "One more minute! Geez..." he turned to look down at his parents. "Head back to Pallet Town, okay? Uh... To Gary's place. Bill is there, and although he may not be much of a defense mechanism... He is holding down the fort for us in case of another Rocket attack." Moltres let out another impatient squawk. "Alright, alright. See ya!" And with a gust of wind and a two fingered salute from his good hand, Fire was gone.
"He really had grown, hasn't he?" mused his father as he watched them leave through the huge opening in the ceiling.
"Yes," her mother said after a pause. "Sometimes I wonder why we never trusted him before..."
"Simply because he is danger-prone." his father shrugged. "Simply because of that."
"What happened to Proton...?" Fire's mother mused as she glanced around the cavern. Her husband sent out a couple of Pidgeot, and for a moment, wondered why the notorious Team Rocket hadn't stolen their pokémon to begin with.
"Seems he got away while we were distracted with Fire." he said, shrugging as he climbed onto the pokémon. "We should get home. We need to start preparing a welcome home for Fire and his friends!" he let out a hearty laugh, a laugh that he had not laughed in a long time. His wife smiled.
Perhaps things were finally taking a turn for the better.
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Gary had a choice, befriend Articuno as it swept down behind Archer or order his Charizard to attack, leaving his-no doubt- already frost-bitten family to endure even more of the bitter cold. It was obvious that Articuno was under his control, what with that weird headgear and all, and as far as Gary knew, he had no idea how to fix it.
"I don't know why you four insist on being such pests." Archer said, crossing his arms while Gary's Charizard growled menacingly. Gary raised his arm towards the menacing beast, indicating him to stay where he was.
"Stay, Charizard. Keep Gramps and Daisy warm." he said. Initially, he planned on using Charizard to fight an air battle with Articuno, but with his family's condition, he couldn't risk letting them get any colder. Charizard had to stay to warm them up. He reached towards another pokéball. He only just recently completed this evolution... hopefully his pokémon is strong enough to take this legend down. "Go, Rhyperior!"
He tossed the pokéball into the air, and with a mighty roar, his newly evolved Rhyperior landed on the ground with an earthshaking thud. Archer raised an eyebrow, slightly impressed, but not at all intimidated.
"Rhyperior, only obtainable through trade while holding a Protector." he smirked.
"Yeah," Gary responded with an arrogant flick of his hair. "Traded it with Fire's Electabuzz while it was holding an Electririzer. After they evolved, we traded back, obviously." Gary smirked arrogantly, surveying the situation. Archer was cool and calculating, much like how Sabrina was when he battled her. Archer took in his area, and planned to use it to his advantage. He seemed like the kind of person who could win, despite a major type disadvantage.
Truthfully, Gary did not want to hurt Articuno, so he had to think of a way to cage it in somehow, weaken it, and toss the Master Ball. All while fighting off a shitload of grunts and protecting Gramps and Daisy.
Totally easy.
With a yell of battle, he pointed toward Articuno, and Rhyperior nodded. Although not a particularly fast pokémon, the rock-ground duo shot forward and launched a Stone Edge attack. Gary tossed his other pokéballs into the air, shouting orders to his pokémon Again, Gary surveyed his surroundings. First, he should get rid of the grunts. A fairly easy task with his team and Charizard launching Flamethrowers at anything that attempted to come near him or his family whom she was in charge of protecting.
Slowly, his gaze went up to the ceiling above him, and he smirked. One good attack...
"Alakazam, use protect!" he ordered to his psychic type. The pokémon turned to look at her trainer, and then nodded. Raising her spoons, her entire outline glowed blue for a moment before barrier appeared around herself, Gary, his team, and his family. Gary smirked. "Rhyperior, Earthquake!"
Gary watched with absolute pride as the walls of the cavern shook around him, yet everyone he cared about was protected. Any pokémon on the ground were knocked out almost instantly, and anything in the air became disoriented and ended up fainting from self-inflicted damage. Articuno shrieked in surprised as icicles fell around him and on top of him, both doing damage and caging the bird in. Gary reached for the Master Ball in his bag, rearing his arm back to throw...
Suddenly, something caused the Master Ball to literally explode. He gasped as he felt the shattered pieces of the one-of-a-kind pokéball fall around his hand. That was his only chance of getting Articuno... The only thing he got from Leaf to help him... shattered. Just like that. Slowly, he lowered his hand, staring at the small remains for a moment, before snapping his head up at the fallen pokémon and grunts. Archer stood, gun drawn, aim on Gary.
"Like I said, pests." Archer glanced over at Articuno, who seemed to be having an internal panic attack, trying to get out of the icicles that made up the cage he was trapped in. He let out a low sigh, and then smirked. "But all pests eventually get squashed, no?"
"What're you going to do, shoot me? I've cheated death, like, three times already." Gary smirked. "Think I still have about six lives, no?" Archer furrowed his eyebrows, before putting on a cocky smirk. He pulled the trigger, and Gary froze on spot as the bullet whistled past his ear, nearly slicing off some of his hair. He gulped, and smirked, though his hands shook slightly from another near death experience. Arrogantly, he spoke. "You missed."
"I wasn't aiming for you." Archer said, smirk growing. Gary widened his eyes. Not aiming for him...? But the only thing behind him was the alter and...
Almost instantaneously, he spun, his neck cracking at the sudden movement. Behind him, Charizard was flapping it's wings with his grandfather in on arm, but Daisy gone. His eyes trailed down to his sister, laying motionless on the ground, blood pooling around her.
"DAISY!" he screamed. He couldn't see where the bullet hit, and he was freaking out. Then he saw nothing but red.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he registered he was coming towards Archer, but then there was a blank. He came out of his rage, only to see that he was on top of Archer, who was sporting quite a few bruises and no doubt a broken nose. Slowly, he crawled off him, and stared at his hands. Red. With blood. He looked down at Archer, seeing a steady line of blood coming from his broken nose and some nasty scratches across his face.
The gun had skittered off to the side in the small fight, laying useless and harmless on the cold floor. It was a miracle that Archer hadn't shot him. How it was possible, he could't quite register. He heard a slight moan, and turned towards Daisy. She was still alive.
He rushed to his sisters side, trying to find the source of the blood flow. He let out an internal sigh of relief. Her arm, her left upper arm, almost hitting her chest. To close for comfort, really. Still, she was shot. He pulled at the sweatshirt he was wearing, tore off a strip, and wrapped it around her arm. Tying it tightly, he smirked pridefully. Second time he had to stop someone from bleeding to death.
"Charizard!" he yelled up to his pokémon as she landed. "Get her to Celadon City Hospital. Have Erika check them in, both of them, okay? Meet me back at Viridian City when you're done." Charizard let out a growl of understanding, and Gary gestured for Alakazam to come over. "Lift her on gently, careful with her left arm, okay?"
Alakazam nodded, and waved her spoons in front of her face. Gary watched as his psychic type gently lifted his sister onto Charizards back, whereas he went up to give the mighty starter a reassuring pat on the head.
"Can you carry Gramps? I don't want him to roll onto Daisy's arm." Gary said, smiling fondly as he remembered all the nights when he was young and haunted with nightmares, crying to the nearest adult he could after his parents passed. Which happened to be his grandfather. Who happened to roll around a lot in his sleep. Get the point? Charizard nodded, and looked towards Articuno, who seemed much calmer now that Archer was out cold. The bird was staring intently at him through the gaps between the icicles.
Slowly, Gary reached up and returned his pokémon, minus Charizard, of course. Articuno stared a little while longer, waiting for the wary fire-type to fly away. Charizard refused.
"Go, Charizard." Gary said. "Hurry up and get them to the hospital." Charizard let out a low growl, but knew that Daisy was of more importance then staying with Gary. Reluctantly, Charizard flew up, exiting the cavern, sure to shoot Articuno a look that said she would rip the bird to pieces if the legend decided to hurt her master.
Absolute silence as Charizard left, the flapping of wings becoming distant to the point where Gary could no longer hear it. More silence for a few moments, and then the ice surrounding Articuno shattered. Gary knew if the bird could talk, he would say something along the lines of 'Did you expect my own element to trap me, human?'. But his face said it all.
With a piercing shriek, it swept down towards him, and before Gary knew it, he was being tossed into the air, free falling to the icy cavern below. Squeezing his eyes shut, he awaited impact, only to come into contact with something soft and sturdy. He opened his eyes a crack, but quickly squeezed them shut as the wind that whistled past him burned his eyes, making them tear up.
Again, he opened his eyes just a crack, and saw that he was on Articuno, whipping past the walls of the Seafoam Islands, and suddenly bursting into the warm sea air. He blinked, looking down at the pokémon as his speed decreased slightly.
"You're a good actor, you know that, right?" Gary said, connecting the dots that the entire thing of 'taking Archers side' was just a huge ruse. Nothing but an act. Articuno confirmed this by tilting his head back and letting out a shriek. It was time to let Kanto know, anyways. The Legendary Birds have found their guardians, and now they had to fight the strongest creature known to man.
Mewtwo better look out.
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Yeah, I know, totally left you hanging with Leaf, but this chapter is, like, 5,200 words long! TWENTY THREE PAGES! Anyways, hopefully this long chapter makes up for the longish update. Like I said before, finals and all took up my schedule.
Amy47101 signing off! ^.^