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I've split this chapter in two, since it would've gotten way too long if I didn't. Now start reading!

CHAPTER 35: IT'S A GHOST!

"Willy, use Surf!"

"You too, Miles!"

May and Wally were currently having a Double Battle against two Cooltrainers. Who used a Nosepass and a Slugma. The battle was being held on a open patch of grass, with the open sea right next to it.

Willy and Miles both rose above of the water, carried on a huge wave. Both opponents took a direct hit, and Slugma fainted.

While Nosepass struggled to get up again, it's trainer yelled "Zap Cannon!".

Wally&May: "Crap!"

Nosepass's nose trembled, and then the electricity inside of it shot forward into the water.

W: "Willy, Water Gun straight down!"

M: "You too, Miles!"

Both the Water Types fired a blast of water straight down, causing themselves to rise out of the water. They floated through the air for a few seconds, while the electric wave passed underneath them.

M: "Now…"

M&W: "Hydro Pump!!"

The high-pressure water stream knocked Nosepass backwards. He crashed into a tree. He fainted.

"All right!" Wally yelled as he high-fived May.

Willy: "We did it, didn't we? Gosh, we did it!"

Miles: "Excuse me? I didn't quite fetch that. But anyway, well fought. I daresay that we could've beaten more then twenty of them!"

Willy: "…you use long words. My head's starting to hurt…"

Miles: "A great achievement, it was! It makes me feel like a young lad again!"

Willy: "You just wait here, I'm gonna go hit a rock with my head for a moment…"

Brendan: "Congrats and all of that. But what should we do now?"

May: "Do you see that island over there? The sign says it's called Mt. Pyre. We could take a look around there."

"What for? Lilycove is that way!" Brendan said, pointing his finger at a distant lighthouse.

Wally: "Yeah! I'm hungry and we'd better get going! What's the point in going to that place?"

"Well, I'd like to know what those Magmas are up to!" May said, watching some Magams in small rubber boat, rowing towards the island.

B: "…you've got a point there. Okay, we're changing our plans. Let's head for Mt. Pyre."

- a bit later -

W: "Eh…"

They were standing in front of a small wooden cottage by the sea. There was no sign of a ferry.

"So, this is the ferry?" Wally said, praying to whatever god he believed in that the ferryman wouldn't be home.

B: "Where's the ferryman?"

"On a holiday." May read out loud from a piece of paper attached to a pole.

"Due to the Christmas holiday, the ferry won't be sailing for a week or two. Damn."

"Well, I guess we won't be able to go to Mt. Pyre, right?" both Wally and Brendan spoke, grinning.

M: "Well, we could climb on top of our Water pokémon and…"

Brendan swallowed.

M: "Wally, Willy will be able to carry the two of us, right? Miles is way to small to carry me on it's own. Brendan, you can Surf on top of Muddy."

B: "Not again…"

- another bit later -

May and Wally were both sitting on top of Willy, holding onto whatever they could find (mainly, each other Xo).

Brendan, balancing on Muddy's back, was Surfing right next to them. The wind was turning. The sky was coloured grey.

M: "There isn't a storm coming up, right?"

A wave splashed against Willy. Wally's legs got soaked.

"Maybe there is" he said, pulling his feet up.

B: "This is going great…yup…cool…"

A wave made Muddy rock violently.

B: "I'M GONNA FALL! I'M GONNA FALL!"

SPLASH.

A wild Gyarados jumped up, causing a 'splash'.

B: "Whew. I'm still dry…"

Then, Brendan fell. Onto the shore.

- another little while later -

"…this is scary" Wally said.

B: "No kidding."

They were walking up a hill. To the left and to the right, tombstones were standing. Fog was rolling in. Every now and then, some faint pokémon cry could be heard.

"I must've got a flashlight somewhere…" Brendan said, searching his bag.

The fog made it impossible to see a thing. Some shadow stirred. Wally was pretty sure shadows weren't supposed to stir…

W: "Guys, we'd be getting our pokémon ready to fight…"

M: "What'd you mean by that?"

W: "Um, well, we're in a cemetery, it's getting dark, and… Ghosts come out a time like this…"

Brendan found and turned on the flashlight. The light emitting from it illuminated their path. Wally saw a shadow move from one gravestone to another…

"This place is scaring the hell out of me…" he murmured.

May looked around. Left: Nothing, all black. Right: The same. Behind: …I'd swear I saw something move…

May stood still. Did something flash? No, it must've been my imagination. Stupid imagination. I'm imagining I'm looking at some weird light in the distance! …only my imagination…

Wally: "May, why are you looking back? Did you see a light or something back there?"

M: "It's just my imagination! I'm sure of it!"

W: "I hope so, cuz I see it, too…"

M: "That's funny! We're imagining the same things!"

"Hey, are you two gonna keep standing there or what?" Brendan said, turning around and aiming the flashlight at Wally and May.

May, looking rather pale, said "Brendan, are you imagining the same thing Wally and I are imagining?"

Brendan walked towards them. "You mean the eerie light back there?"

W: "Oh my f…"

B: "I thought it was just my imagination!"

M&W: "CRAP!"

B: "I think the light's moving towards us…"

M: "You're not serious!"

B: "I am. It's clearly coming nearby."

Suddenly, Wally felt the incredible urge to take a leak.

"Perhaps we should go back…" he said as he tried to control himself.

"I doubt we can even find our way back!" Brendan said, shaking his head.

"Well, we have to!" Wally said, squeezing.

"I'm afraid we can't." May said. "Unless you two want to walk towards the light over there…"

W: "Dang!"

B: "Maybe we should start moving because the light's still coming this way!"

M: "But where should we go to?! The road forks up ahead!"

B: "We'll toss! …got a coin?"

M: "No. Have you?"

B: "…no. Wally?"

Wally, jumping up and down: "I don't care! As long as we get away from here, I don't care where we go to! I can't hold it much longer!"

M: "Eh…"

B: "…"

The light got bigger. Fast.

B: "RUN!!"

And so, they ran, taking the left path. Well, May and Brendan did. Wally stood still behind a gravestone for about fifteen seconds, probably breaking a world record or something as he did what he had to do. His sight of relief soon changed into a terrified scream as the 'light' hovered inches from his face.

- nearby -

"Where's Wally?" Brendan said, running.

M: "What?"

B: "I said, where's Wally?"

M: "Ah, no! We lost him!"

Brendan looked over his shoulder.

"Something's following us!" he yelled as he saw a huge dustcloud gaining in on them.

"An' it's making a frickin' lot of noise!" he added.

M: "Is it the light?"

B: "No! I can see the light, too, and it's far away!"

M: "So, what is it then?"

B: "It's…Wally?"

Wally, still zipping his zipper, ran past Brendan and May while screaming the lungs out of his body.

M: "…that was Wally?"

B: "I think so…"

M: "Look! There he is!"

Indeed, Wally was standing still. Breathing heavily, he looked down. Brendan and May closed in on him.

B: "Wally, why'd you stop running? The light's still…ah, I see."

M: "Keep running, you two! That ghost thing is still following us!"

B: "May, stop an' look down for a moment."

May stopped, and looked down. Inches from her feet, was a cliff. Twenty feet below, the waves crashed against the rock wall.

M: "A cliff…great."

Wally, still having trouble breathing, managed to say "The light!".

The three Trainers stared at the light. Which was horribly close, now.

"Stay back, you!" Brendan said as he pointed his own flashlight towards the ghost.

"Stay back! Don't come any closer, or else…Axl! Dragonbreath!"

Brendan hurled a pokéball, and out came Axl.

"Aye!" yelled Axl as he blasted the light with a searing-hot breath. The light seemed to slow down…

"Okay! Now Headbutt!"

"Gree man!" Axl roared as he ran towards the ghost, jumped and…passed right through it.

Axl crashed into a tombstone and fell down.

"Hydro Pump!"

From his falling position, Axl fired a blast of water at the light.

Which went out.

Now, the place was illuminated only by Brendan's flashlight.

Brendan swept it's beam across the ground, searching for the doused lightsource. He found a Duskull.

M: "So it was a pokémon all along…"

B: "Axl, are you okay?"

Axl: "Aye, I've got them little Bagon flyin' round me head, put putting tha' aside, ev'rything's gree!"

Duskull moved. He floated upwards, his eyes glowing.

B: "Axl, he's preparing an attack! Dodge!"

Duskull launched a Night Shade attack, but Axl managed to avoid it by rolling aside.

"Flamethrower!" Brendan ordered. Axl inhaled.

The firestream swept across the air, partly burning Duskull.

Duskull was able to remain in the air, and used Will-o-Wisp.

B: "Axl, dodg-"

But Axl got hit already. The attack hit him full in the face, and he got thrown backwards. Now, not only Brendan's flashlight gave light.

"ME HEAD'S ON FIRE!!" Axl yelled as he ran in circles.

B: "Axl, drop down and roll!"

But Axl simply kept running in every direction. He started to jump up and down.

"CRIVEN'S, ME NOSTRILS'VE CAUGHT FIRE, TOO !" he yelled as he rammed another gravestone.

Duskull's eyes began to glow once more.

"Axl, he's preparing another attack! DODGE!"

"EVEN ME TAIL'S ON FIRE NOW!!" Axl screamed, resembling a running and quite noisy campfire.

B: "Dodge! He's using Confuse Ray!"

Axl: "I KNOW THA'! STOP YER YELLIN'!"

And with that, Axl jumped and gave Duskull an Aerial Burning Headbutt. The they both fell into the mud, KO'd.

Brendan threw a pokéball as he emptied his water bottle's content on Axl.

"I'll call him Shade!" Brendan announced.

"So, that strange light was just a Duskull…" Wally said. Now, the flashlight was once again the only lightsource.

"Well, I'm glad that's over! Axl's done for, though." Brendan said as he returned the burned Dragon Type.

M: "Um…"

B: "Axl, you did a good job!"

M: "Um…"

W: "Where should we go, now?"

M: "Um, guys…"

B: "What?"

"Is it just my imagination or are there about thirty lights coming closer?" May said.

W: "We'll have to fight! Go Sol!"

Big mistake.

As soon as the bad luck pokémon Sol materialized, the flashlight's battery went dead. Now, the Trainers were surrounded by darkness.

But the faint lights in the distance were still coming closer.

B&M&W: "-censored-!"

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I don't have to say anything, do I?