Chapter 25: Vanilla's Plight
As the Dirty Delinquents make their move in the world, Happy and Charles were now set on trying to find their friends, along with Moody and this time, they had a new companion named Polly, a tadpole Pokemon who lived at Frog Pond Hill. They had similar goals in mind, which was to stop the Dirty Delinquents and rescue their intended targets. Meanwhile, at a base not too far from where Happy and his two companions were once at, Vanilla was speaking to a member of the base, asking to use the Roto-Phone.
A Houndour who was in charge of said base wanted to know what Vanilla needed to come all the way over just to use the Roto-Phone for.
Houndour: Junior Vanilla, why do you need to use the Roto-Phone?
Vanilla: Are you kidding? I need a vessel to transport some brats I'm taking care of to the main facility!
Houndour: …And you decided to do this because…?
Vanilla: *frustration mark* Just shut up and let me use the Roto-Phone!
Houndour: *sweat drop* Alright, alright! Sheesh!
He stepped aside, letting Vanilla use it for his purpose. Vanilla began dialing the numbers on it, which reached a Pokemon from the main base. On the other line, a male voice was heard.
?: Hello?
Vanilla: Yes, this is Junior Vanilla. I need some assistance in transporting some cargo. Is this possible?
?: Ah, yes.
Vanilla: Good. Now, my operation is in the southeastern part of the world.
?: We know where you are. We've got your position on our radar.
Vanilla: Alright. I'll see the vessels when they get here.
He hung up the Roto-Phone and flew out of the base without a second thought. As he flew throughout the skies, he spotted some figures swimming in the ocean, to which they were Pokemon he didn't know about, although a color he noticed was kept in the back of his mind.
Vanilla: (...Huh...Three figures in the ocean...Did we miss some of them…?)
He didn't get a good look at them, so he just casually ignored them and continued on his way to the place where he and his associates were. However, as he got there, he noticed that his men were already up, but the children weren't there at all. They seemed to be in a bit of panic, searching for the kids as he landed.
Vanilla: What's going on here?! Where are those brats?!
The two-legged cloaked figure was the first to speak.
?: W-Well, sir...Uh...We don't know. We just got up a minute ago and they weren't here.
Vanilla: What the hell?! *growls* Good for nothing-
Then he remembered something. An image came to his mind, to which he saw three figures in the ocean. He might have not gotten a good look at them, but there was one particular color he recognized, which was the color red. And that red color was something he knew of, being from a specific type of Pokemon that raised his ire towards his assistants.
Vanilla: *growls* ...Those sneaky, underhanded bastards! And you morons couldn't wake up sooner?!
The four-legged cloaked figure then spoke.
?: E-Er...We uh...We couldn't do so...without-
Vanilla: Shut your asses up! You'd better be lucky I remembered a certain color belonging to a Charmander earlier, or else!
The two-legged figure then spoke.
?: S-Sorry, Junior Vanilla.
Vanila: Bah! Never mind. Listen, there's going to be a ship coming this way. You two shall stay here, whilst I go after those brats. *grins* It won't take long to apprehend them.
He took off to the skies in a speedy flight to catch up with the three children, with his two subordinates having something to say about him behind his back.
?: ...Varrick's really stupid for leaving us behind.
?: Eh? I just can't stand his mouth. Between him and Major Hamm, I'd prefer the latter. At least Hamm's shit smells better than his.
?: Tell me about it.
In the skies, Junior Vanilla was following the direction the children went, knowing that when and if he caught up to them, he would give them the punishment of their lives. He even grinned at the opportunity of doing it, knowing full well just how much he hated children. In his mindset, he wouldn't even bat an eye if a child was lying dead in the streets.
Vanilla: Now then, they shouldn't be too far. I think I'm on the right path…
He continued looking at the ocean until he noticed the color red, along with a small glance of a fire, which triggered a moment within him.
Vanilla: Aha! I've found them! Oh, how much fun I'll have beating those little bastards to a pulp… *chuckles*
He zoomed down like a missile, gaining on their tail by mere seconds. Charles, standing on Happy's shell along with Polly swimming next to him, overheard some loud buzzing, to which he turned around and noticed Junior Vanilla almost on their tail.
Charles: Oh no! It's that purple-cloaked Pokemon again! And he's gaining on us!
Happy: Hey, Polly! Is he the one who took your family away?
Polly: No! They looked different!
Charles: I'll knock him out of the sky! EMBER!
He inhaled and exhaled some sparks of flames, which didn't reach Vanilla.
Vanilla: Fool! Such weak attacks on me won't work! You brats are 25 years too soon to beat me! Take this!
He began to inhale deeply before opening his mouth, exhaling a mighty gust of blue energy as if it was a foul breath attack towards the children. The attack shook the waters, causing Charles to lose his balance on Happy's shell, but thanks to Polly sticking close by, he managed to land on her before climbing back on Happy's shell. They had no choice but stop, knowing that the assault would continue.
Happy; You okay, Charles?
Charles: I-I'm fine! That Pokemon's strong! I doubt we can take him on, especially out here on these seas!
Vanilla hovered over them, being somewhat intimidating towards them.
Vanilla: *grins* Thanks for waiting on me. You know, you brats are a lot more trouble than you're worth, and-
He then noticed Polly by them, which confused him for a moment.
Vanilla: ...Who is that with you two? I could've sworn that we caught all of those amphibian Pokemon at that pond, unless this one got away.
Happy: What's it to you?!
Polly: You and those Pokemon took my family away!
Vanilla: ...Oh? Then join them. I assure you, we brought them no harm.
Charles: Don't lie! Taking them away from her brought more harm to her and her family!
Vanilla: Funny, I don't remember lizards caring for the well-being of amphibians. Speaking of lizards...You look like you need a bath!
He began flapping his wings faster than usual, stirring up strong winds in the air.
Polly: What's he doing?
Happy: I dunno.
The winds grew stronger, but the effect wasn't as noticeable until Charles took a look around them, to which the water began to form a ring, which brought water upwards like a twister. At this point, they could feel the impact as they were lifted and swirled around the twister before being sent flying through the current. Luckily for them, a small island was nearby, and all three of them landed with some scratches on their bodies. Polly however, had to get back into the water as she was not used to being on land yet.
Vanilla noticed where they were and flew to the same island, now ready to take them down as he continued hovering over them.
Vanilla: You kids today...You lead me on a wild goose chase, and yet, here we are. You're running out of options, you know. I have the high ground here. I'm stronger than you kids are. This little island won't really help you. Whilst I wouldn't worry about the Squirtle or the Poliwag, the Charmander on the hand… *chuckles* ...Well, you get it, right?
Charles: *growls* We'll beat you! We'll show you just how strong we are! Come down and get some!
Vanilla: *grins* You know, I really hate kids. But I love them too. They don't leave much of a mess… *frowns* ...and they're also annoying as hell. Call me cruel… *grins* ...but if it's to get you little bastards down, then so be it. I'll show you brats who you're up against!
He descended down, and as he did so, he shook off his purple cloak, which landed in front of Happy and Charles, startling them from the cloak's dust. He landed a few feet away from them, but at this point, there was a clear size difference, being that Vanilla, even if he wasn't upright, was still a bit taller than them. Polly, being in water, worried for their safety, since the experience of being somewhere other than her home pond was terrifying and exciting at the same time.
To Vanilla, this small island would do for him to kill the children. For his start, he hovered over the ground briefly before landing down on the ground hard with his slender feet, rocking the island itself, causing both Happy and Charles to stumble off theirs. As he noticed that they were off-guard, he prepared for his next attack. He dove straight towards Charles at a faster rate, ramming him with his full body, sending him flying a few feet. Before he hit the water, Happy rushed to save him in the nick of time, placing Charles gently down on his feet.
Happy: That's enough!
He inhaled and then exhaled a stream of bubbles, which earned a chuckle out of Vanilla.
Vanilla: *chuckles* What's this? Are mere bubbles supposed to stop me?
Polly: (...He's using bubbles…! I could probably do that too…!)
She also spat a stream of bubbles, which also confused Vanilla, but only for a moment.
Vanilla: (...Now that thing's doing it too…? Retardation doesn't stray far from family…)
However, little to Vanilla's surprise, Happy was using the bubbles to his advantage. While Vanilla was distracted by the bubbles, Happy moved closer towards him without letting his presence known. As he got close enough, he threw a punch towards his face, sending him into the waters as he made a big splash.
Happy: Alright! We did it!
Charles: Teamwork in action!
Polly: Way to go, you two!
Happy: You helped!
Charles: Yeah, nice job!
Polly: T-Thank you…
The fight was far from done, as Vanilla resurfaced, flapping his wings to remove the wet drops on them, but he also had a furious expression as he flew above them.
Vanilla: *growls* That was a dirty trick! Never have I been punched by something so frivolous that I feel like a pansy-ass! You damned brats and your kiddy behaviors! How dare you knock me into the waters!
Charles: You started it!
Happy: We want our friends back!
Vanilla: Well, too bad! You're barking up the wrong tree!
Charles: Then we'll shake you down until we get answers!
For a second, Vanilla let out a chuckle, but his chuckling turned into voracious laughter, surprising the children. As he calmed down, he bore a wicked grin as he looked down upon them.
Vanilla: ...I'm gonna enjoy breaking you both! There's no way I'll fold over to brats like you! I'm the Junior member of the Dirty Delinquents! My leader helped me in my time of need, so I shall not disappoint him! Get ready to die, you little bastards!
He began flapping his wings at an even faster rate like a blur, which made a loud buzzing sound that rang in the children's ears, forcing them to cover said ears. To them, it sounded like a multitude of noises that were so awful, it almost felt like they were being taken out of reality. Soon, they started receiving headaches, which went from mild to severe as they started screaming in pain, even kneeling and holding their heads in the process.
Vanilla: *laughs* Enjoy my ultrasonic, headache inducing waves, brats! It'll be a pleasure to die for!
However, only Polly wasn't affected, as the sound's vibrations weren't strong enough in water.
Polly: (...Oh no…! I have to help them…! But...I don't know any attacks except...what my father used…)
She then inhaled and then spat a shot of mud at Vanilla, coating his wings with wet dirt and forcing him to plummet towards the ground, stopping the noise in the process. Despite stopping the noise, Happy and Charles were still suffering under the headaches, but it eased up as time passed on by.
Happy: Hey...My head doesn't hurt as much!
Charles: Look, Happy!
They saw Vanilla struggling to open his wings, which was something that he didn't like.
Vanilla: *grunts* (...Dammit…!) ...Alright, who did that?!
He then remembered that Happy and Charles were not alone for that particular moment, and looked straight towards Polly, knowing she was the one to do so.
Vanilla: (...That Poliwag…! That's why…! My ultrasonic waves are not strong enough to pierce even the waters…! I should've gotten closer…!)
Polly: Now's your chance, you guys!
Happy and Charles heeded her advice and charged forward, but before they could, Vanilla unleashed a trail of blue flames from his mouth, stopping them in their tracks.
Vanilla: ...You think you've stopped me since my wings are muddy?! I ain't going down without a fight!
He then used his feet to dig under the ground, putting Happy and Charles off-guard.
Happy: Where is he, Charles?
Charles: He's under us.
Polly: Hey, if he's under the ground, wouldn't it be easier to avoid him by jumping in the water?
Charles: Hey, that's a pretty good idea! What say you, Happy?
Happy: Just fine with me!
He jumped into the water, having his back shell floating above with Charles jumping afterwards and landing on it.
Polly: You two okay?
Charles: Yeah! Thanks for saving us!
Happy: You were awesome!
Polly began blushing, appreciating the compliments she received. However, Vanilla then surfaced, his wings covered in tiny specks of dirt from the ground, but otherwise appeared to be flying above the island without any signs of struggling.
Vanilla: Did you miss me? I missed you! I overheard everything from below! Taste my Dragon Breath, brats!
He inhaled and then exhaled a foul breath of blue energy, which was expelled at a greater volume than before. It struck the waters, nearly missing the children by a tiny margin.
Happy: We're moving around!
Happy circled around the island, with Vanilla circling with his attack as well. However, he stopped as soon as he realized that this was going nowhere. He needed it to be over with, so he decided to take some drastic measures.
Vanilla: I can't believe I'm having this much trouble securing you brats! Tell you what? I'll rip you three and this island apart! Face my triple Twisters!
He began flapping his wings even faster, although he appeared to be struggling since this time, he was putting more into it. The ocean then created three large swirls near the children, which was even bigger than the last Twister he used. They then spiraled into large spinning funnels and as the children stopped, they noticed that they were moving in the air like snakes, as if he could control them. However, it wasn't for a good minute, as he also had some trouble trying to keep them under control, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth in the process.
Vanilla: *grunts* (...Shit…! I...I thought I could...control them...but I...I can't…!)
The large twisters were then sent spiraling towards Happy and Charles, which they noticed was a huge problem.
Polly: He can't control them!
Happy: They're coming straight towards us!
Charles: We can't dodge them in time! Hey, hold on…
Happy: Huh?
Charles: Happy, remember that move you used against Mr. P when he was going to crash into you?
Happy: Oh, my Whirlpool attack?
Charles: Yeah! I've got an idea! It's something I've wanted to try out since the old man's training session...Tell you what. You use that move, and then I'll follow up.
Happy: Alright!
He heeded his advice and withdrew into his shell, spinning just like he did back at the tournament, spraying water from the holes. This time, Charles opened his mouth and began expelling a stream of flames in sync with Happy's Whirlpool attack, creating a large, orange-filled whirlpool. To Vanilla, this was indeed a surprise.
Vanilla: *pants* ...What are they up to…?
Their power combined was enough to get them out of the waters and propel them upwards, heading towards the first twister. They struggled, but thanks to their power combo, they managed to smash through it and then smashed through the second one. The third one however, went straight towards the island itself, destroying it and leaving both Happy and Charles to freely attack Vanilla.
Vanilla: ...Impossible…! They're that strong suddenly?!
He noticed that they were heading straight towards him. He also had no means of defending himself. Even if he wanted to use his Dragon Breath again, he knew it wouldn't work this time. They got ever so closer to him that at this point, he was completely out of options. All he could say was…
Vanilla: OH SHI-
They slammed right into him, knocking him out of the sky with such force that he was sent flying back to the island where his two associates were waiting for him. There, he landed hard and lay on his back unconscious in front of them and bleeding from his mouth, eyes devoid of pupils with some burns and drops of water on his body. Even they were surprised by their leader being defeated.
?: I-Impossible!
?: Those children did that?!
?: W-We'd have to contact Major Hamm! He's not gonna like this!
Back where Happy, Charles and Polly were, they were out on the waters near the now destroyed island, smiling from their victory.
Polly: You did it!
Charles: *smiles* That's the power of teamwork! Right, Happy?
Happy: *smiles* Yeah!
...
Back at the main headquarters of the Dirty Delinquent base, prisoners were being dropped one by one in chains lined up at the port, with cloaked Pokemon hoisting guns and pointing them at the prisoners, ensuring that they did not escape from their grasp as they headed into the base. As they were being led down halls with metal doors containing cells, they were each placed into them and tied to the floors. Among the captured Pokemon, Baye, Mr. P and Tanner were among them placed in individual cell doors.
From Baye's point of view, she was placed in a cell with an Eiscue who had a somewhat green plumage, including the three green triangles upon the white belly. However, her face was green and had two curly strands from her head, which to Baye, was strange since her face was not covered in a block of ice like it was during the selection process.
In Tanner's cell, he was placed next to a male Durant whose ironclad armor was an unusual red with yellow eyes, and an antennae that looked broken. It seemed that he was battle-scarred due to some cracks in his armor. The Durant noticed him immediately, but looked away in disgust, as if he was some pitiful being.
In Mr. P's cell, he was placed next to a female Morgrem who had a green skin complexion, with her lower half being purple. Her hairstyle was completely different from a regular one, which had bangs to cover her eyes. She slowly looked up and noticed him, which to her was strange since she never knew him before.
Mr. P: *groans* ...Some Pokemon I turned out to be...I hope my siblings at the Sect Kingdom are alright...
The female Morgrem then spoke to him, which was something that he didn't expect.
Morgrem: ...Excuse me, who are you?
Mr. P: H-Huh? Me? Uh, I'm Mr. P.
She looked astounded for a few seconds before making a connection.
Morgrem: You're him? That Metapod that used the Cocoon Crash? You look...different. No doubt by evolution.
Mr. P: I did.
Morgrem: Heh. You are a one of a kind Pokemon, you know. You're from the Sect Kingdom?
Mr. P: I am.
Morgrem: Interesting. I'm from the Mithra Kingdom, even if I don't look like it. I too have siblings there. Name's Morgan Le Grimme. I'm one of the fighters of the Pokken Arts Tournament. I'm stuck in this hellhole like the other fighters are.
Mr. P: So, they captured every fighter from the Pokken Arts Tournament?
Morgan: I dunno. But I do want some answers. And to do that, I have something in mind. I have an idea as to how I'm gonna bust us out of here.
Mr. P: ...I'm all ears.
Morgan: *grins, chuckles* All right, then. Here's the plan…
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