AN: Sorry about the delay, I will be able to update next week.
XXXVIII: The Growing Rejects
We had made it out of the forest, and were continuing on our way to Goldenrod. I was walking in the safest way possible.
"Angela, stop trying to write in your book, you can't see." Michael said.
"Seeing is for the weak, I will feel the ground with my feet." I nearly tripped over a root, only to have Michael keep me from falling. "Felt that. Now leave me alone, Anna is nearly ready to evolve, and I'm writing out three hundred possible move combinations when she becomes a Grovyle."
"Is that fun?"
"Why would fun be playing a part?" I asked, not looking up.
"I dunno, I always figured Pokemon battles should be fun." Michael said sarcastically, "I guess I was wrong."
"Best to admit it." I replied.
The day was unusual in that it was bright, but cold. As someone from Hoenn, I rarely experience cold, so I was writing to take my mind off of it. Charlotte, Desiree, and Virgil all walked beside us, looking fine, while Michael shivered. Anna and Saya walked (in Saya's case, relatively, in front of me, while the rest walked behind me.
"She looks so beautiful." Gabriel mumbled, "So green, so grassy, so sleek and beautiful. Oh, how I would love to have her in my claws."
"What are you muttering?" Trish asked, fluttering down beside him. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but if you boffed a grass-type, you'd hurt yourself."
"So what if I did? She, they are what I want."
"You are weird." Trish said, "Which probably means that you'd fit in with our little group. How are you adjusting?"
"Miserably." Gabriel said. "I'm stuck with a stranger, I'm in a group with pokemon who don't like me, and I've got a sore on my left foot."
"That sucks." Trish said, "If it's any consolation, I know where you're coming from. I joined with no friends, no one even talked to me, except Flash."
"Flash?" Gabriel asked. Trish sighed, and shook her head.
"Not talking about him now, maybe later. Sorry, just Flash was someone very important to me, it's hard for me to even think about him. He-He died five months ago, and I still haven't fully gotten over it."
"I've never known anyone whose died." Gabriel said. "Never met my parents, might have had a brother, don't really know. My first trainer was a shiny blue doofus, and that's all I remember. I dunno why, but I swear I saw Anna before."
"Before?"
"Before my new trainer got me. I'm not sure, but I'd almost bet that I've met Anna before. Maybe I'll remember later, my memory isn't very good." Gabriel frowned. "I want something sweet."
"Sweet?" Trish asked.
"I've been craving sweet for the longest time. Not a berry, sugar. The shiny blue moron gave me sugar in a bowl to eat, and I need more now. If I don't, I think my scales might pop off. I need the white powder, and I need it right now."
"You definitely belong in our group." Trish said. "How would you like to join the Worthless Rejects?"
"The Worthless Rejects?" Gabriel asked. "As in, worthless? Why on Earth would I join a group of losers?"
"Simple, we're fun people, not losers." Trish said, "We're a group of pokemon who don't fit in anywhere else, except with people just as crazy as us."
"Who would join that?" Gabriel asked. Trish turned, her gaze coming to Quintcel.
"Hey Quintcel, want to join the Worthless Rejects?"
"Sure." He replied.
"See, not all losers." Trish said.
"Not interested." Gabriel replied.
"Well then, what are you interested in?" Trish asked. "You don't want to battle, but you don't not want to battle. Is that the correct way to say it, don't not? Anyways, your only goal seems to be to fuck a grass-type, Anna just being the closest one."
"I don't fuck!" Gabriel said, "I make sweet and gentle love that turns a females brain into goo, while she chants my name and the stars align and—"
"Gabriel!" Trish snapped, pulling him out of the fantasy. "You're getting a stiffy, let it go for craps sake. Now, what do you want?"
"I dunno yet." Gabriel said, "It's a weird question."
"It's a simple question if you ask me." Darheel said, causing Gabriel and Trish jump in surprise.
"How long have you been there?" Gabriel asked.
"Irrelevant, good sir. My goal in life is a simple one, to shed myself of this cruel insect body, and unveil the human that surely exists inside of me."
"Why would you want to be a human?" Gabriel asked, "They're soft and squishy. They break way to easily."
"I don't want to be a human, I am one." Darheel said, "Just because you can't see it does not make it true. Besides, they're not that squishy." Trish looked over at the odd Scyther.
"Here's a real question." Trish said. "Scyther never travel alone, at least not any Scyther I've ever seen. Trust me, I've seen a lot. Now, most belong to a swarm, and those who don't got kicked out. Where is your swarm?"
"I do not possess membership to a swarm." Darheel said. "The truth is that I do not desire to either."
"Hey, you got nicks in your blades." Gabriel said, "Your wings due to, and there is a scar on your leg. Are you telling the truth?"
"…No. My deception is necessary though" Darheel said, "I do not wish to talk about it." Gabriel shrugs.
"If you don't want to, I guess that's your choice." Gabriel said. "I want to know though, how do you eat with those? Or masturbate? That's one that really puzzles me, can you open doors with blades but no paws?"
"I can do all of those things, you can not ask how." Darheel said, "It is personal, especially the first."
"Right." Trish mumbled, "Its times like this that I am reminded that I am on a voyage of the damned. Though…do you guys believe in coincidence?"
"Not in the slightest." Gabriel said.
"Coincidence is just a word for the plan we do not understand Lady Trish." Darheel said. Yes my dear listener, he does talk like that. It's weird.
"Well, their has been a lot of weird coincidence, or maybe more." Trish said. "Over the last year, two years, however long, we've run into over twenty pokemon with personality quirks and weird pasts. We've been attacked, shot at, and nearly killed multiple times. We discovered someone in our own team was royalty! Then Angela became human, and she talked to Mew and something called a Titan."
"So, something is happening around Angela?" Gabriel asked.
"I'd say so." Trish replied. "I dunno what, but it's something that effects us, and it's something we need to prepare for. Weird things are happening, Angela got blasted by green light and Charlotte met Suicune!"
"I think I grasp your words m'lady." Darheel said, "You believe the legendary and forces beyond our comprehension are manipulating us towards a predestined end. Except, we have but a limited view of that predestined end."
"That's correct…I think." Trish said. "Alright, guys I'm about to bare my soul here for a second, promise you wont talk about what I tell you."
"We promise." They said. Trish began flapping her wings harder.
"Thanks. Now, I thought I wasn't going to talk to you all about this for a long time, and I probably shouldn't. There was a group before this one, a big group. You may have heard about them."
"Vaguely aware." Gabriel said. "I figured Flash was here before."
"Heh, still not talking about Flash, but he was in our group." Trish said, wings flapping harder. "Our group was awesome, large and a real family. Sure we didn't always get along, hell we rarely got along, which meant we were a lot like a family. Well, we went to the Hoenn league pokemon tournament. That's when it happened.
"We were shot at, by someone with a gun, who killed" Trish paused, wings flapping even harder, beginning to raise higher, "He killed-killed-killed them killed them, killed them with a g-gun," Flapping harder, now high off the ground above me, "Killed them dead, all dead, shot with a gun and"
"Trish!"
"Dead, killed dead, with a gun and shot, then killed dead—"
"TRISH!" Darheel and Gabriel both shouted. Trish stopped, only then noticing how high she had been flying. She quickly fluttered back down beside the two of them, sighing.
"Sorry about that, I-I was, I mean I am"
"Lady Trish, there is no need for you to apologize." Darheel said. "I too know of the pain of the past, and how even reliving it for a moment can drive you nearly insane."
"Past pain, that's something else we have in common!" Trish said. "In our first group, everyone had a bad past, not just a few people, everyone! Over twenty pokemon, and none of them had an easy life? Not only that, the only people who heard all of their stories, first or second hand, were me and Angela. What do a team full of pokemon with bad pasts, and Angela have in common?"
"It t'would not seem that there is any thing to connect Lady Angela with the tragic pasts of her pokemon." Darheel said. "Mew the grand God or Goddess may have plans for our Lady, but they are beyond our comprehension."
"Uh, I might be wrong about this, but I should suggest it. What if Angela was supposed to help them?" Gabriel asked. "If not help them, unite them, or give them someone they could trust?"
"Why would the legendary want that?" Trish asked.
"I dunno, but it must involve us also." Gabriel said. "Think about it, we've all been brought here for a reason! Trish, you've observed everything, you know what I'm saying might be true."
"If that is what is true about the group that came before us," Darheel said, "Then what about the group that is here now?" Trish paused.
"I may have an idea about that."
Later that evening, we had stopped for the night. While me, Michael, Anna, Saya, and the other nimrods ate, the Worthless Rejects sat behind us talking.
"Guys, I decided it was time to increase our ranks." Trish said to the others, "So I have invited three others to join us."
"Who are these new pokemon who wish to join the ranks of the organization that is not the New Chu Order!" Pecha asked.
"You know, we're standing right here." Gabriel said, "We're not invisible." All the Worthless Rejects were in a circle, with Darheel, Quintcel, and Gabriel behind Trish.
"More members, always a positive." Iggy said, "Welcome in my insect and water-type friends."
"How do you know that we possess insectoid qualities?" Darheel asked, "You can not see."
"I don't need to see, I can hear. You're a Scyther, your left wing is slightly smaller then your right and makes a different noise." Iggy said.
"We need new members." Streak said, "Without them, like water, our group will stagnate."
"Do you have any analogies that don't involve water?" Trish asked. "Ugh, don't care. Look, they're in, because we're going to need them in our group. I was talking with Gabriel and Darheel, and we noticed something weird." She turned to Quintcel. "You may not know what we're talking about, but basically—"
"No, I know." Quintcel said, "I was listening."
"You were listening?" Trish asked. "I was fluttering there, I didn't see you."
"I'm always listening." Quintcel replied. "I agree, there is a conspiracy at work." Trish sighed.
"Of course you do. Well, what we discovered is that there is some kind of manipulations being done to our group. Our friends have been killed, and we believe it has something to do with Angela."
"What could it have to do with Angela and not Pecha!" Pecha shrieked.
"Your friends were killed?" Iggy asked, "I'm so sorry."
"I'm not." Rush said, "I'm sad they died, but I'm going to be positive and up beet. That way, they're not really dead, they're alive in me and through me."
"Not the point!" Trish snapped. "The point is, weird stuff happens. As you guys, well most of you know, Enfer was Angela's mother. Uh, Enfer was an Arcanine in our group, just so you know guys."
"No need to explain to us." Quintcel said.
"What ever. Anyways, what are the chances you would meet your mother you've never met, who just happened to be reborn as the pokemon owned by your trainers cousin?" Trish asked.
"No idea." Iggy said. "I'd guess not common?"
"In one year, we were shot at, stalked, ran into a startling amount of reborns, and Angela became human again!" Trish said. Gabriel opened his mouth, but quickly closed it. "On top of that, Charlotte met a Suicune, and Angela got blasted by green Celebi energy. There is something, a plan, at work. I don't know what it is, but I think we need to prepare."
"If there is a plan, it's like fighting the tide." Streak said. "How do we manage to fight the tide?" Trish grinned, or sort of. I don't really know how one grins with a beak.
"We train. We train ourselves, without trainers. We turn ourselves into an army, a small army, but our ranks will grow." By now, everyone was starring at Trish, listening. "Darheel, you'll be trained by Angela, but the rest of us will not be. We have to be our own trainers.
"All of these events are headed towards some predestined end. An end I'd bet will be violent, and will leave many of us dead. If we prepare now though, while we can't avoid it, maybe we wont die. Instead, if there is a day when we're forced to confront some great adversary, we'll fight, and we'll win."
"I-I don't want to fight." Rush said, smile wavering.
"If Rush does not fight, I will not either." Pecha said.
"Lady Trish has a point though." Quintcel said, "We need to be prepared for the enemy. She's right, it's coming, something is coming and we could all end up killed. We need to be ready to kill, and we need to know that we could die. I will train with you Trish, I will fight."
"I'm in too." Iggy said, smirking. "I can't see, but I'm still the best at what I do. If only I knew what that was."
"If we were together, then surely the ocean will quake against us." Streak said. "I will help you as well." Gabriel sighed.
"I may just be a Totodile with a new trainer, no friends, and a grass-type fetish, but I think you're all nuts." He smiled, "At the same time, I want in. Lets kick the mother fuckers ass all over dream land."
"While I will be training with Lady Angela" Darheel said, "I will work with you as well. I will die to protect my lady." Trish smiled, and turned back to Pecha and Rush.
"That leaves you two." Rush and Pecha looked at each other.
"If-if I can help someone, and don't, then I have done something wrong." Rush said, "I will help."
"If Rush agrees, then I who is Pecha will as well."
"Then we're all in agreement." Trish said, "We'll fight."
"What if we have to fight the Legendaries?" Rush asked. Trish paused.
"Then we kill them."