Krom saw the explosion from Pinwheel Village, smiling. He stood at Munna's grave with Saria, the Halfling leaning her head on his chest. She was distraught, and Krom wanted her to know he was here for her. Of course, having to deal with the Islander's out cold in Glenda's house would be difficult.
Hyuu awoke, grunting in pain. He could barely feel his legs, and propped himself up on his elbows. He saw Kyouhei sleeping next to him, and grunted. Glenda walked in, followed by a Halfling that actually scared Hyuu. The Halfling blinked. "You're right. He actually looks less intimidating without the contacts." He said, his voice gravelly. Hyuu paled. They took his contacts. He heard a door open, and saw Krom Hitoawa walk in. his arm was bandaged up, as was his chest. He looked to the Islander.
"Huh. They were contacts. Thought so. Green fits you more." He said, turning to the Halflings. "Saria's at Munna's grave. She wanted me to make sure no one disturbs it." He said, grunting s he shifted his arm. Glenda nodded. "Of course. You didn't even have to ask." She said, smiling. The other Halfling nodded. She changed his bloody bandages, and then he left. Hyuu growled, reaching for his cross. He froze when he didn't feel it. 'Where's my cross!?" He asked, panicked. Glenda chuckled. She handed him a small case. "Here are your contacts. Make sure Kyouhei get's his too." She said, and then the two Halflings left the room.
Hyuu blinked. Kyouhei wore contacts? He opened the case, seeing his crimson ones. Then he saw the dark brown contacts, and tilted his head. What color were Kyouhei's eyes?
Krom sat down, watching Infernape train with Golurk. Despite the size difference, the ape had the golem's number. Golurk was aggressive ever since the attack. Krom figured he'd calm down if Saria's Golett recovered. The pink golem was still in critical condition, and was under constant surveillance. Although, Krom hadn't seen Granitwarf, or Castle Face and Twiggy in days.
The three worked harder than ever. Granitwarf's eyes burnt like flame, his hammer striking metal more times than he breathed. They dared to start a war, and now it was time for them to reap what they sowed.
The elderly woman exploded into the room, loosing her Seviper without a breath. The snake shot across the room, wrapping around Cheren's chair, squeezing the leader tightly. She grabbed a remote, turning to a photo of Nimbasa City, or, Nimbasa Lake. The lake started to attract stray water Pokemon, all led by a Walrein. She slammed her hands onto the table, terrifying the other leaders. "Did you have something to do with this!?" She roared, angered. The other members of the Pokemon League were shocked at the woman's temper. "Nimbasa City is gone! GONE!" She exploded, cracks staring to form in the table.
Cheren slowly changed color, turning purple quickly. Misty, who sat next to where the woman stood, sighed. "Calm down old woman. Don't get your bloomers in a bunch." She said, causing Homika to stop strumming her bass. The woman turned like lightning, slapping Misty across the room. The leader hit the wall, sliding down nearly unconscious. Cheren stopped breathing, and she turned back.
The doors opened, and a voice, silky and lyrical, spoke. "Calm down old friend." It said, and she turned. Alder stood there, his 'assistant' next to him. With her long hair, round framed glasses, and fluorescently colored skirt that was a little too short, she was assisting him in more than Alder let on. She recalled her Seviper, the color coming back to Cheren's face. "Thank you. Now, what seems to be the problem?" He asked, smiling kindly. She sighed. "Nimbasa City is gone." She said, taking her seat. Alder sat down next to Cheren, looking at the screens. "Now how did that happen?" He asked.
Drayden rubbed his brow, picking up a remote. "This is what happened." He said, clicking a button. The screens changed to the destruction of the city, which only Drayden had access to. Alder watched intently, smiling. "I see. Now, why are these pokemon attacking Nimbasa?" He asked. Drayden clicked another button, the screens changing to the attack on Krom Hitoawa. Everyone watched the Gurdurr, Conkeldurr, and churchgoers assault the trainer and his companions. Their jaws dropped at the devastation. Drayden stood, explaining everything.
"The casualties were numerous. Underwarf has evolved, and killed hundreds. Packer, the Druddigon, did the same. Along with an elderly Infernape we believe is The Oozaru." He said, mentioning a legendary Infernape famous for it's skill. "His Golett evolved. His Pokemon were injured, the damage ranging from broken bones to scrapes. Twiggy, the Torterra, was dented heavily. They are currently healing in Pinwheel Village, where they will stay and recuperate." he stated, glaring across the room. Alder nodded.
"Good. What of the ones you forgot to mention?" He asked. Drayden nodded. "Krom Hitoawa suffered a broken arm, mangled hand, and six broken ribs. Saria was unharmed. Her Golett was heavily injured, in critical condition." He said, showing shots of everyone. Alder placed a folder down. "What of her Munna? She registered it as her first pokemon." he said. Drayden hung his head. "Saria's Munna was the only casualties on their side. Since then, our spies have lost track of Granitwarf, the Bastiodon and the Torterra." He said. Alder still smiled. "It's a shame. Lives should not be wasted for this." he said.
He looked to them. He smiled, turning to Cheren. He reached into the pocket on Cheren's shirt, pulling out a Gym Badge. He handed it to his assistant. "Make sure Krom Hitoawa gets this." he said. She smiled, setting off. Cheren opened his mouth, but Alder turned to him, face showing confusion. "Are you not a gym Leader? Did you not challenge Krom to a battle and lose?" he asked. Cheren stumbled, unable to respond. He turned to the screens, smile receding. "Now. How did the church learn of his location?" he asked. No one answered. "It would have to have been someone who worships Arceus, and hated Krom." He said, directing his gaze at the table.
All eyes darted to Cheren. Alder smiled. "I see. Whoever it was would definitely benefit from Krom's death. Someone who was afraid of him." he said. The leaders scoffed. "Don't scoff. I'm serious. Infact, I know it was you Cheren." he said. The leaders seemed shocked. Alder turned to the destruction of the City. They saw the Infernape use Supernova, and they all paled in shock. No Infernape was supposed to float into the air and launch a huge ball of fire. They saw the dwarf throw the sailboat into the water. They saw the camera zoom in, and saw the toy Cheren on the boat. Said leader scoffed.
"That proves nothing." He said. Alder shook his head. "You battled him and lost. He struck your woman. He is a Pagan, you are not. He descends from a clan of Pagans who were famous. I mean, look at him. He is the direct descendant of Blood Braviary tribe leader, Thorkrom Crossburner Hitoawa." he said, showing the photos of the trainer. He looked to Cheren, snapping his fingers. Two men came in, dragging a nearly unconscious construction worker. His face was swollen, and his eyes were black. Blood coated his face, and teeth were missing.
"This is Bob Smith. He owns the biggest construction company in Unova, with the most Gurdurr and Conkeldurr of any construction company. Care to explain why his Pokemon were there?" He asked. Cheren growled. He pulled a cell phone from his poncho. He opened it. He went to the menu, displaying most recent calls. He showed it to the Pokemon League Members. "This is his phone. If they aren't his Pokemon, then why is your number the last one he called, and that called him?" He asked. The Pokemon League was in shock. "Now, after some light persuasion," Alder said, and they all gaped. The man was nearly beaten to death. "We managed to get him to tell us what you called him for. Want to know what he said?" He asked.
Everyone knew it. He was the one who employed the church and construction company to attack Krom. "And if that is not enough, we found that you transferred a lot of money to the two aforementioned groups." He said, sealing Cheren's fate. "Now, I have spoken to the Poke-Counsel" He said, referring to the supreme counsel of the Pokemon world. They ruled over the Pokemon League, and made decisions they couldn't. Infact, the elderly woman clenching her Seviper staff was the head of the group. "We have decided that the best thing is to put you back where you started." He said.
Cheren raised a brow. Alder raised his hand. "Cheren of Nuvema, you are hereby stripped of all of your titles, ranks awards, gym badges and funds. You are to head home tonight, and never return to the Pokemon League, unless you earn it back." He said. Cheren paled. They were taking everything from him. Alder stood, bidding them farewell. The old woman followed, her Seviper hissing at Cheren. Misty laid in the corner, and Homika laughed. "You fuckers got what you deserved." She said, strumming her bass.
Cheren stumbled through the building, shocked beyond belief. Doctors walked up to him. "Cheren, sir, I believe we found a way to keep your Haxorus in decent shape." they said. Cheren scowled deeply.
Cheren arrived at Nacrene City, loosing the injured Haxorus. The Pokemon held it's head down, tusks missing. They were ripped out at the root, so they could not grow back. Cheren screamed at the pokemon, berating it for it's uselessness. He commanded his Serperior to use Coil, and then Energy Ball. The snake wrapped itself around the dragon, and then unleashed a massive amount of blows down. The dragon held it's head down, used to the abuse.
Almost a week had passed since Krom arrived back at the Village, and he felt a lot better. Saria was only slightly better. Granitwarf was still missing, his forging companions with him. Krom trained his other Pokemon, keeping himself in shape thanks to Vraccas and Simba. Simba was faster, but Vraccas hit harder. And even Rex helped out, teaching Krom how to take a hit. They trained hard, sustaining even more wounds. Foxy ha her jaw set back, but they had to remove teeth. Spots had his hip placed back, but his tail still didn't work properly. Even Krom had a hard time using his left hand.
Saria watched them train, frowning. He was already back to training, even though he suffered like he did. She wondered why he kept going after everything, when she gave up. She wanted to move on, but something was holding her back. She went back to her previous activity. Gardevoir were known for opening small black holes, and controlling them mentally. She tried, but failed. She concentrated harder, focusing her energy. She failed again, sighing. She tried a third time, hoping it was the charm.
She heard a voice speak to her. It was deep, seductive and soothing. "Concentrate." It said, lulling her into a trance. "Focus all of your emotion into that space. Good. Now, draw everything in. make everyone feel what you feel." It said. The black hole opened, and she controlled it perfectly. Rocks and leaves were sucked in, and she smiled for the first time since the attack. She heard the voice compliment her, and then she spun.
She thought she saw a shadow flying through the woods, but it was only Vraccas Fertilesoil emerging from the dark. "Was that you?" She asked, wondering if he was the voice she heard. He tilted his had. "Was what me?" He asked, voice gravelly. She sighed, shrugging it off. "I see you accomplished what you wanted. That is good. May I ask you something?" He asked, sitting down. She tilted her head, looking at the Halfling. She nodded. "Your Golett is pink. Your Golett is in critical condition, according to Glenda. Would you like it if I healed it?" He asked. She beamed, nodding.
Hyuu sat watching Kyouhei sleep. He held the contacts in his hand, wondering what color the boy's eyes actually were. He reached toward the boy's face, hoping to lift his eyelids. Just then, a Happiny Halfling came in. "Glenda! Come quick!" she called, and the Chansey Halfling followed her out. Chief Bishop stood in at the Village gates, watching his Pawniard come into view. Krom and Simba also watched, accompanied by Rex, Saria and Vraccas. They saw the Pawniard march back into the village. But what caught their attention wasn't the marching Pawniard. It was the heavily scarred, tuskless Haxorus bleeding on them.
Krom watched Glenda work on Cheren's Haxorus. She used Psychic while her assistants held him in a heal Pulse barrier. She gasped, standing. Vraccas was at her side in an instant. "Oh my." she said, her hand over her mouth. Krom rose a brow. "The poor Haxorus." She said. Krom tilted his head, inquiring what she meant by that.
"This Pokemon isn't battle scarred. He was abused. Punches, baseball bats, knives, hammers, other Pokemon attacks, starvation. There is no form of abuse this Pokemon hasn't suffered." she said. Krom looked at the Haxorus, scowling. He would find Cheren, and show him the error of his ways.
Spots appeared before the forging dwarf, smiling. "You won't believe what just happened." He said to the dwarf, who grunted. "Cheren's Haxorus was beaten to shit, and then Chief Bishop's Pawniard found him. Glenda's working on him now." He said. The dwarf looked up. He chuckled, finishing his work.
Haxorus laid injured, but still alive. He called to Glenda, thanking her. Granitwarf appeared, and Haxorus tensed up. He opened the dragon's jaws, looking inside. He placed his hands in various positions around the dragon's face. He then nodded, scratched his beard, then left. The dragon tilted it's head, confused.
Granitwarf forged even more, renewed with strength. He cackled, and Castle face groaned.