Last time on Tony's Journey...

Tony and Burgh found themselves neck-deep in trouble. In their attempt to save the kidnapped Hawes from Team Plasma, they ended up in a battle against Sir Mystico, the Ghost-type specialist of Team Plasma, who soundly defeated both of them with almost no effort. However, just as Mystico was about to finish them off, Lenora, Gym Leader of Nacrene City appeared, along with the supposedly kidnapped Hawes, her husband!

What will happen next? Find out now!


"What!?" Mystico shouted.

"What...?" Tony cried.

"Wha...!?" Burgh stuttered.

The Plasmas all had similar reactions, some of them gaping, some of them falling over, shocked, and some of them using words that I really don't want to write down. Cofagrigus ripped open the coffin that they had sealed Hawes in, only to find that it was empty, save for some cut and torn gauze. Somehow, the co-curator had escaped from his prison without them even knowing about it.

Hawes, completely unscathed and fine, smiled apologetically down at Tony and Burgh. "Hello, Tony, hello, Burgh. Sorry to worry you!"

"H-how...?" Tony asked.

"The kids raised a good point!" Mystico seethed. "How did you escape?! You should still be in that coffin!"

"Well, it's simple, really," Hawes explained. "You see..."


Flashback...


"Finally!" Hawes whispered to himself as he cut his legs free from the bandages, releasing himself from the gauze. Finally, he could reach his hand into his pocket and pull out his Pokeball. Hands shaking, he felt his fingers slide across the smooth surface of the ball. He desperately grasped it and pulled it out, fumbling for the release button.

*CLICK!*

A very brief flash burst from the Pokeball as it opened, and a pair of bright green eyes stared down at Hawes, along with glowing yellow, green and red dots that blinked on and off.

"Eleg?"

"E-Elgyem!" Hawes stuttered; the claustrophobia was starting to get to him. "C-can you Teleport us back to the museum?"

"Eleg!"

"Good, do it please!"


End Flashback...


"And that's how I escaped!" Hawes finished, feeling decently proud of himself. "I teleported back to Nacrene City, told Lenora what was going on, and here we are now!"

Hawes's rescuer floated out in front of his trainer. It was a small, green creature with a massive head, with a strange marking on his huge forehead, resting upon a massive body. Its jade eyes glowed brightly, with a multitude of green, red and yellow lights flashing on and off on its arms. "Eleg!" he cried.

Tony pulled out his Pokedex: "Elgyem, the Cerebral Pokemon. A pure Psychic-type. There are no recordings of this species of Pokemon in any archive ever, and it was first spotted fifty years ago near the crash-sight of a meteor. As such, this species, along with its evolution Beheeyem, are believed to be from outer space, much like the Kantonian Cleffa Line of Pokemon. This Pokemon's massive head has an appropriately massive brain, allowing it to use powerful Psychic-type attacks. The blinking lights on its body are believed to be a method of communication, though no one knows for certain. This specimen is male, roughly seven years old and knows the moves Psybeam, Signal Beam, Teleport and Protect. Its special ability is Telepathy."

"Let 'em go!" Lenora ordered Mystico.

"And what if I don't?!" Mystico retorted.

This time it was Lenora's turn to snap her fingers. The moment the sound left her fingers, the ground beneath Mystico shook and burst open, showering the magician in dirt and knocking him over. Two Watchogs leaped out of the ground, putting themselves between Tony and Burgh and Mystico and his goons. The two were the older brothers of the Watchog Lenora had used to fight Tony and defend the Nacrene City Museum when Mystico attacked. Needless to say, they were eager for a little payback on the behalf of their younger sister.

Tony pushed himself from the ground and returned the burnt Strike to his Pokeball. "G-good first try, Strike," he said, sweatdropping.

"Come on!" Burgh shouted as he ran over to Lenora and Hawes.

"Right!" Tony agreed, following Burgh away from the battlefield. "What's the plan?"

"The plan is that you stay back and let us handle this!" Lenora replied. "And I mean it this time," she added; her tone was hard, but not harsh.

"R-right," Tony agreed with a nod, keeping behind the husband/wife duo and out of Mystico's range.

Speaking of which, Mystico was now a fuming mess, shaking, twitching, snarling, spitting and hissing all at once. The Plasma Grunts all took a few more cautionary steps back as their leader passed the boiling point and exploded. "Why...?! Why...?! Why!?" Mystico seethed. "Why can't anything ever go right for me?!" He screamed to the heavens. "It's not fair! It's not fair!"

"Mmmeheheh..." Cofagrigus agreed, patting his friend sympathetically on the back as he exploded.

"I-it's not fair..." Mystico murmured quietly.

"Well, stealing and kidnapping aren't fair either!" Hawes shouted. "Now return the skull!"

Mystico's eyes widened and then narrowed, almost glowing bright red. "Make me."

"If you insist!" Lenora replied with a smirk. "You wanna go first, hun?" she asked Hawes.

Hawes grinned and nodded. "Just like our eleventh date! Elgyem, use Psybeam!"

"Elge!" Elgyem cried, as a bright, multicolored beam spouting from his head and blasting through the air, striking Cofagrigus in the face and sending the Ghost-type sprawling to the ground, more annoyed than hurt.

"Chandelure, use Flamethrower!" Mystico snapped.

"Lure..." Chancelure cried, as a plume of blue flames blasted towards the two Watchogs.

"Alright, boys, use Dig again!" Lenora ordered.

"Waaah!" both Watchogs shouted in unison, leaping into the air and burrowing into the ground. The flames struck the ground where they had been mere seconds ago blasting nothing but empty earth. Before Mystico could give another order, the ground beneath Chandelure shook and then exploded, both Watchogs striking the Ghost/Fire-type, sending him to the ground with a ghostly moan. Both Chandelure and Cofagrigus rose up again, snarling and hissing as they leered down contemptuously at their foes.

Mystico scowled. "You think that's gonna stop us?" he said in a low voice.

"No," Lenora admitted. "But this might! Shadow Ball!"

Both Watchog nodded, folding their hands together and forming inky balls of energy, before thrust their hands out and shooting the orbs at Mystico's Pokemon, striking both of them. Lenora smirked as Mystico's Pokemon fell to the ground, wounded and exhausted - not just from Lenora, of course, but also from Burgh's previous assault. This time, it was Mystico's turn for an uphill battle.

Or it would be, if they actually had kept fighting.

"Time for you to give up!" Hawes announced.

"If you surrender the skull and yourselves now, I'll be sure to tell Officer Jenny to go easy on you!" promised Lenora.

"Never!" all of the grunts shouted in unison; the thought of surrendering to a Gym Leader was a complete and utter violation of Plasma Dogma, clearly stated to be wrong in all of their books.

Even Mystico, who was the one who was actually fighting against the Gym Leader and her husband, was adamant that he could win. "Win or lose," he shouted, "I'll never surrender! If you want to bring us to Nacrene City, you'll be bringing us in body bags!" He snapped his fingers and another sword appeared; snatching it from the air, he jabbed it towards Lenora and Hawes. "To the death, Gym Leader!" he challenged.

"That may not be necessary."

The calm voice of Gorm pierced the roar of his subordinates, and brought calm to the forest. The old man was pocketing a black cell-phone into his dark robes. "I have just received word from base - the skull... is not what we were looking for. We were sold false information."

Mystico looked absolutely flabbergasted. "W-what...?"

"You mean it isn't connected to Reshira..." one of the grunts began, before about five others covered her mouth and ordered her to shut up.

"...You mean Reshiram?" Lenora asked, folding her arms.

The look that Mystico gave the Plasma Grunt was absolutely morbid. Sniveling pathetically, she slowly backed away and hid behind her cohorts. "Yes..." Gorm admitted. "Reshiram - the legendary Dragon of Truth."

"Who?" Tony whispered to Lenora; he had never heard of this Reshiram before.

"Shh!" Lenora hushed. "Well, I could have told you that that skull didn't belong to Reshiram - first of all, that's a Dragonite Skull."

"A what?" Mystico found himself asking.

"A Dragonite," Hawes said, "is a Dragon-type Pokemon commonly located in mountainous parts of the Kanto and Johto regions, however they are occasionally known to fly around the world. One must have expired in the Unovan Desert some hundred or so years ago. We found the skeleton a few years ago..."

"Our fifth date..." Lenora reminisced happily.

"And we put it on display in the museum!" Hawes finished. "Also, it would have helped if you had actually read the information sign on the front of the display instead of just stealing it."

"Yeah!" Burgh agreed. "Besides, that skull couldn't belong to Reshiram - Reshiram's just a myth."

"That's right," Lenora said with a nod. "You're full grown adults - you should know better than to chase fairy tales."

Mystico forced a smile. "'Reshiram's just a myth'," he said, repeating Burgh's words. "I hope you remember those words when it torches you."

"Reshiram is real," Gorm stated. "There is no reason to hide your approaching doom from you, Gym Leaders - and guests," he added, nodding to Tony and Hawes. "For hundreds of years, mankind has exploited Pokemon. Our ancestors had no choice but to domesticate Pokemon - but we do. The time has come to allow Pokemon to be their perfect selves in the wild! However, the slavery of these poor creatures is too encoded into society..." His eyes flashed. "But no longer! The Chosen One - our King - shall complete the prophecy of legends! Reshiram shall be reborn and return to the world, and our King shall free all Pokemon of the world with words alone! Plasma!"

"PLASMA!" the grunts and Mystico shouted back in unison, bowing their heads at every mention of their "King." The speech didn't seem to have much effect on Lenora, Hawes, or Burgh, but it did on Tony - he didn't know what or who Reshiram was, but it seemed that Team Plasma had plans for it. They had plans; that scared him, too. This wasn't a robbery for profit or to make a point - they were planning something massive.

"To you, Bug-type Pokemon user Burgh, and the Normal-type user Lenora, I say... know your enemies, know yourself, and you need not fear the result of a hundred battles," Gorm said. "We will retreat for now, but this is not the end - you shall regret the day you took up a sword against us. Mystico," he said to the Knight, "return the skull."

Mystico rolled his eyes as he unceremoniously tossed the skull towards the group. Hawes have a scream as he leaped for the skull, crashing on the ground just in time to catch the smooth, fragile bone before it smashed against the forest floor. "Thank goodness..."

"Well," Mystico said, as the Plasmas clustered around him, the Sage, and his two Ghost-types. "I'd say it's been fun, but it hasn't. Normally, I'd kill you all right now, but..." He thought it over. "If you hadn't stopped me from leaving, I would have returned to base with a worthless skull, and that would have been humiliating! So, as a special thank you present just for you, I'm going to let you live for today!"

"Oh, gee, thanks," Tony said, sarcastically.

"You're not going anywhere!" Lenora declared. "Watchog, stop them!"

"Waaah!" the Watchogs cried as they charged the Plasmas.

Mystico smirked and snapped his fingers. A huge burst of blackish fog erupted around the Plasmas, covering them completely. The clouds swirled around and around like a black tornado of smog, sending the Watchog's flying. Tony covered his face as the smoke spun around and around, and then abruptly stopped. When it cleared, Team Plasma was, naturally, gone.


Author's Note:

Yeah, I had to have an Elgyem in the story. At first I thought it was just a cool looking Pokemon, but then I really read it's name and laughed - Elgyem = LGM. Hah! Oh, and Beheeyem, BEM is pretty funny, too.

Clever you, Gamefreak, clever you.

Speaking of Elgyem, did you know it's the only Pokemon that can learn Teleport by breeding? Weird.

Reader Question Time! What is your favorite extraterrestrial Pokemon? Mine, personally, is Deoxys because of his epic design, four forms, and kickin' battle theme. Answer after you review!

Gorm: "Please review this work of non-profit, literary work. PLASMA!"

Plasma Grunts: PLASMA!"


1: Lucky, female Butterfree

Ability: Compound Eyes

Move Set: Bug-Buzz, Confusion, Sleep Powder and Dream Eater

2: Sunny, female Larvesta

Ability: Flame Body

Move Set: Ember, Flame Charge, Leech Life and Morning Sun.

3: Lancelot, male Karrablast

Ability: Swarm

Move Set: Fury Cutter, X-Scissor, Peck and Endure.

4: Strike, male Venipede

Ability: Poison Point

Move Set: Rollout, Screech, Poison Sting and Pursuit.