Chapter 38! The beginning of the flashback chapters
Sky
We were in a small cave at the base of a mountain. We were all panting heavily from our super dash away from Rin. Sophie was bandaging Luke's wound as she asked, "Okay. So why did we run? It was obvious even with Sky hurt you could have taken her out."
"Purity Organization!" cried Fang, opening his eyes and sitting up quickly. He looked around, realizing that we weren't at the battlefield right now. "Where are we?"
"In a cave," explained Kyle, taking some dried fish out of his pack, "We ran away from the battle for some reason."
"Sky?" asked Luke, "Why did we run."
Rein crossed his arms and leaned against the cave wall, "We made a promise to our Sensei to not kill today."
Kyle took out a calendar from his pack, "The 24 of the Gathering Month. Why?"
"Like Rein said it is something we promised our Sensei," said Spark, "And that is a promise we must keep."
I nodded, in agreement with them, "It is just for today so we are going to stick around here."
Fang was about to protest but he thought better of it. Good. The kid was learning. I turned to Rein and saw he was thinking of something. I had a good idea of what it was. Probably the day he met Sensei…
Rein Flashback
Tor collapsed by the side of the dirt road. He grabbed his water bottle and drank it until it was dry. "Damn. I didn't think it was this hard to find him." Ever since leaving the village a week ago he had been on the road searching for the Wanderer. His parents had told him if anything bad happened or anyone found about him he should seek the Wanderer. "I so wish this guy did less wandering," murmured Tor, watching the dirt road. Since there were no trees Tor could see far down the road but there was no one around but him. He fell on his back and stared up at the clouds. "Arceus. My life sucks."
"Oh really? How is your life terrible?"
Tor quickly sat up to see a Tyranitar holding the reins of a Stantler. The Stantler had many packs as well as a saddle across its back. "Well a lot of bad things happened," said Tor, wondering how the Tyranitar could have come up the road without him noticing.
"That's all?" The Tyranitar held out a claw to Tor, who grabbed it and the Tyrantiar pulled Tor to his feet. "You need to find better reasons than that."
Tor looked at the ground and shuffled his feet, "There is no other reason." He looked up, "Hey. You wouldn't happen to know the Wanderer would you?" Tor didn't know why he asked the Tyranitar. Probably because he was tired and didn't want to travel alone anymore.
"Whose asking?" asked the Tyranitar, suddenly guarded.
"Me," replied Tor, "My family said to find someone named the Wanderer if anything bad happened or they found out about my…powers…"
The Tyrantiar was now curious, "Let's just say I was the Wanderer. What's this about your power?"
Tor didn't know why but he extended his claws. "This is my power. How where is the Wanderer?"
The Tyranitar smiled and held out a claw, "Please to meet you. My name is Rushin, also known as the Wanderer. Please to meet you Tor."
Tor shook the Tyranitar's claw. He suddenly realized something, "How the hell do you know my name?"
"I knew your parents," said Rushin, "And I was the one who suggested hiding that power of yours." He patted Tor on the back, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of you. In fact," Rushin looked around, "It looks like there is no one around so let's have some battle practice shall we?"
"Battle practice?" wondered Tor.
Rushin let go of the Stantler's rein and the Stantler trotted to the side of the road and began to graze. Rushin bent his legs, "Okay. Extend those claws of yours and come at me."
Tor was very confused, "Huh? Why?"
"Come on," growled Rushin, "We don't have all day."
Tor extended his claws and charged at Rushin. However Rushin grabbed his left claw and twisted the young Zangoose around and three him onto the soft grass. "Come at me again!" Tor tried again but was met with the same result.
Rushin forced the Zangoose to fight until the moon was high in the sky. "What the hell is this?" snapped Tor, struggling to get to his feet. The Zangoose had small cuts and bruises all over his body. Tor spat out blood from when Rushin had knocked one of his teeth out a bit earlier.
Rushin got out of his battle pose and looked down the road, "They come sooner than expected."
"Huh?" Tor looked down the path to see some Rhydons carrying torches coming in their direction. When they came closer Tor saw bronze bands around their arms. They stopped as they got closer to the two Pokemon.
The lead Rhydon lifted the torch higher to get a better look at them. His eyes got wider as he looked at Tor, "I think we found the kid."
Rushin inched closer to Tor, "Listen," he whispered, "All the battle training? It was for this. Extend your claws and kill them."
Tor stared at Rushin in horror, "What? Kill them?"
"I will explain later," Rushin whistled and the Stantler raced over, butting a Rhydon with its antlers. The Stantler jumped back, whipped its head to the pack on its back and threw something at Rushin. Rushin caught it and attached them to his hands. Katars.
"How dare you defy the Organization-" He said no more as Rushin swung his left arm, the twelve inch dagger attached to his hand caught the Rhydon at the throat. He made a gurgling sound and fell.
The Rhydon swarmed onto the Tyranitar, but Rushin fought visicouly, removing body parts left and right. Tor gulped but he couldn't move. The Tyranitar was killing these Rhydon like it was nothing.
A Rhydon charged at Tor. Tor extended his claws out of instinct. He swung the right one, slashing the Rhydon in the stomach. Tor quickly followed it up by using his left one to slash him in the head. The Rhydon roared and hit Tor hard with a mega punch. He went flying and hit the ground hard. Rushin was by his side in a second. Rushin swung and the Rhydon's head tore clean off the body. "You must remember to hit them deeply," said Rushin, before finishing off the last remaining one. "You still have a lot to learn."
"What are you talking about?" snapped Tor. This Rushin guy was crazy, "You killed them!"
"Quit your whining!" snapped Rushin removing his katars from his hands. The Stantler walked over and he put the katars back in the pack. "Those Purity Organization members are after you."
"What?" asked Tor, "What do you mean?"
Rushin shook his head, and picked up the Stantler's reins, "Tor. I can only train you so you may live. You have a destiny to follow and you must not die until you complete it. I can teach you. I can teach you to fight with those claws of yours. I can teach you to kill." He held out a hand, just like he did earlier that day, "Will you come along?"
Tor looked past Rushin at the dead bodies. His destiny was to be surrounded by blood. "What a terrible destiny I have." He held up his claw and accepted Rushin. "But I don't see much of a choice."
Rushin smiled and helped the boy up, "You will learn lots. And you will meet others like you."
"I doubt it," said Tor rolling his eyes. Tor realized something. He was entering a new part of his life. A part that he thought would never happen but it did. He looked at the reins holding the Stantler and realized he was like that Stantler. Being led somewhere. "Rushin. Before we go. I would like to change my name."
"Huh?" Rushin looked at the Zangoose with a confused look on his face but he didn't say more.
"From this day forth my name is now Rein…"