Chapter 15: Commotion in the Oceanic Museum
Slateport City. The port of the Hoenn region and one of the most popular Cities in the region. Shame there isn't a Gym, but there is a Contest Hall and a Museum.
I wanted to go to the Museum, but the line was horrendous. "Theres a holdup" said the man at the back of the line. "I have no idea what's going on, but I've been standing here for an hour and haven't moved an inch. People have just sort of gave up queuing." I told him I was going to see what was going on, so I went on ahead.
I got to the doors and saw a staff member that something was going on in there. I saw behind her the familiar red clothing of Team Magma. I asked if it was them, and she said yes. The people at the front of the line gasped. "Apologies" she said. I told them I could take them down. "We can't allow you. They are dangerous." I showed her my Gym Badges. "Wait, you're Norman's boy! Okay, but I will call the Police to."
I looked around the Museum. There were Grunt's everywhere. "Hey, no guests" one of them told me. He got a good look at my face. "Oh no, it's him". All the Grunts seemed to gather around me. I charged on through and went up the stairs.
When I got up, I saw another Grunt. I told him to leave or there would be no trouble. "A threat is this?" he asked. "No. There will be no trouble if YOU leave!"
The Grunt sent out Zubat and I used Taillow. Taillow used Wing Attack and bashed it's wings into Zubat. "Zubat use Bite!" shouted the Team Magma Grunt as Zubat sunk it's jaws into Taillow. Taillow came back with another Wing Attack, this time knocking out Zubat.
"Ugh. Go Numel!" shouted the Grunt. Out came a yellow Pokemon with a green back.
Numel
101
Fire/Ground Type
Numb Pokemon
2'04" (0.7 m)
52.9 lbs (0.7 m)
Numel is extremely dull witted – it doesn't notice being hit. However, it can't stand hunger for even a second. This Pokémon's body us a seething cauldron of boiling magma.
Seeing it's typing, I sent out Marshtomp. Marshtomp used Water Gun on Numel, knocking it out in one.
"Urgh, IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU!" shouted the Grunt. "Wait till Maxie hears about this!" I asked him who Maxie was. "Me". I looked behind me to see a man with red hair and in black and red clothing.
"Maxie, sir!" said the Grunt, saluting. "This is the kid. He is the son of Gym Leader Norman and he has been interfering with out operations." Maxie eyed me. "So. The son of a Gym Leader. A 12 year old boy who wants to get in the way of Team Magma." He ducked down to me, inches away from my face. "I will let you get away with this for once. However next time, I won't be so considerate." I looked at the Grunt. "Dismiss the Grunts. We have done everything we need here anyway."
What a horrible group.
