A/N: Hey it's Alana Catherine Sky. Did a little bit of rebranding coming back this time around. I liked how the perspective change came out the first time around so I brought it back in this chapter. Nevertheless, I hope that you enjoy the newest chapter of the revamped Alana's Trial. As always if you have any criticism please drop a review, or even DM me. Let's get this show on the road.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Alana opened her eyes immediately after the third ring. Rolling over, she smacked the alarm to turn it off. Six-thirty in the morning, bright and early. Alana rolled over and oozed out of bed. Across the room, Fafnir, Monarch, and Dragna were sleeping together. Stretching, she decided to let them sleep for a bit more. Alana quietly opened the door and left the room. Walking down the hall she would eventually come into the cafeteria. Her stomach grumbled intensely as the smell of breakfast wafted into her nose. The food was served buffet style, so she could load up on energy for the day. As she approached the main table for a plate, Nurse Joy came up to talk as well.
"Oh hello there Alana, nice to see you bright and early in the morning again." Nurse Joy commented in a cheerful tone. "Still training for your match with Brock I see."
"Yep, but It's not going very well. Having trouble coming up with a plan of attack though. I'm at a huge disadvantage."
Alana had been training within Pewter City for the past three days. Ever since Melody had left for Mt Moon, that's all she had been doing. His rock types would be hard to get over. She needed some type of gimmick to secure her victory.
"Well if you're worried about type matchup you could always go fishing for a water type. Just don't fall in this time."
"You don't have to bring that up every time," Alana replies, cringing.
Nurse Joy just laughed it off, and let Alana get back to choosing her breakfast. It was one of the free accommodations for trainers given at every pokemon center in the region. The selection wasn't the best, but free food was free food. She would need all of the energy that she could get for the day ahead. Rice with eggs topped with soy sauce, green tea, and a handful of grapes. While she slowly ate, Alana scrolled through her Pokedex. She had decided on her team for the match, but she needed a couple of things to align first. For her strategy to work at least. She flipped through the possible moves that she could teach Fefnir. This little device was a work of wonders. Certain trainers had methods of finding out what moves their Pokémon could learn, but this thing just had it all. She needed to thank Professor Oak once again when she saw him.
After finishing her breakfast, Alana went back up to the buffet table, grabbed three bowls and a couple of Rawst, Oran, and Pecha Berries. She cut them up into small pieces and created three mixed berry salads. Carrying it back to her room, she entered to see that Fefnir and Dragna were up. They were already roughhousing around with the Charmander attempting to catch the Dratini as they darted around the room. Monarch was sitting quietly in the corner watching the two go at it. They all noticed Alana come in. Dragna flew right at her causing her to recoil just a bit. The small snake-like pokemon affectionately coiled up her body and took its place around her neck nuzzling the young trainer. Fefnir saw the food in her hand and looked up at her with a toothy grin. Monarch leaned over to get a better look at Alana but ultimately stayed in his corner.
Alana smiled and leaned down, setting a bowl down for Fefnir. She walked across the room to deliver Monarch his breakfast as well. Finally, she sat at the small desk in the room to feed Dragna. After breakfast was finished they left the city and went back towards route 2. It was a great place to train. The wild pokemon were easy to spare with and not many trainers wanted to battle after struggling through the forest. Currently, Alana was battling with a wild Rattata. Monarch was standing at attention ready to strike. Fefnir was off to the constantly blasting out flames, and Dragna was playing with the wild Nidoran in the area.
"Monarch use harden, then follow up with tackle."
The Metapod hardened itself and blasted right at the poor Rattata. It smashed into it doing a large amount of damage to the rat pokemon. It flew back, and hissed at the two of them, and ran off.
"You've gotten so fast!" Alana exclaimed.
When she approached Monarch he began to glow, which caused Alana to nearly squeal in excitement. He was evolving again! He slowly began to change shape, growing a few centimeters while gaining wings in the process. When the transformation finished he was a Butterfree! He slowly fluttered into the air flying around Alana before landing on her head. Alana breathed a breath of relief. This was stage one of her preparations finished. Three whole days of nearly nonstop training to get to this, and it was truly just the beginning. For the rest of the morning, they would work on Monarch's flight. Fefnir would continuously blast balls of fire at Monarch as he ducked and weaved them. Occasionally he would get hit, but Alana was always ready with a potion. Finally, just afternoon just in the afternoon, they took a break for a little lunch.
"Woah! Didn't expect to see you still kicking it around here. How long did it take for you and Melody to get through the forest anyway."
Jackson walked up looking worse for wear. His face was dirty, there were twigs and random leaves in his hair, and he was smelling like a hot Grimer. He seemed dead tired and had all sorts of scratches all over.
"I've been in the city for a couple of days now. Preparing for my battle with Brock." Alana replies. She paused for a moment before a serious expression flashed across her face. "You know what happens when two trainers' eyes meet, right?"
Jackson instantly froze up looking horrified. Alana just stared at him for a couple of moments, before a small smile flashed on her face. Seeing this he released a brief of relief and held his chest.
"I see you've got jokes now huh? Never want to go through another forest in my life. Next time I'll just head through with you guys." He said, rubbing the back of his head. "It's all good though, I was able to get some good training in. I'm all pumped up to get my first gym badge!"
"Right now? But you just got out of the forest." Alana replies. 'And you can also use a shower.' She added within her mind.
"Might as well strike while the iron is hot. If I go to sleep, I won't want to do anything else today." Jackson noted.
"I'd get rested before a battle like that, though."
"Well you're you, and I'm me," Jackson said, walking towards Pewter City. He stopped, put his hand on his chin, and turned around. "Wait, Melody was with you before. Where is she now?"
"Oh, she got her badge a couple of days ago. She already left to scale Mt Moon." She reported. "Hey, do you mind if I watch your battle with Brock?"
"Trying to scope out the competition, huh? Sure I'll let you watch. I gotta get used to fighting in front of a crowd after all. Just have to stop by the center to get my team all healed up."
Alana called for Fefnir and Dragna. Seeing the Dratini caused Jackson's eyes to almost pop out of his skull.
"Is that a Dratini! How did you get one of those? They aren't even native to the Kanto region!" He exclaimed.
"She was a gift from my dad," Alana said quickly in a dismissive tone.
Alana didn't want to talk about it, but Jackson seemed like he was pretty starstruck by the small Pokemon. He missed the signs and continued to press the issue.
"That's awesome! Your dad has to be quite the trainer to get a rare pokemon like this. Not as cool as my mom, but pretty cool." Jackson exclaimed. "Just who is your dad anyway?"
That challenge could not go unanswered. A spark had been lit inside of her when Jackson had added the part about his mom being cooler than her dad. Sure he wasn't around much, but he was also one of the strongest trainers in the world. "My dad could probably beat your mom though. Trust me."
"Nah, even if your dad could get a Dratini, My mom is still cooler."
A smug grin spread right across Jackson's grin. No, it went beyond pure smug, it was a shit-eating grin. He said nothing and just continued to head towards the pokemon center leaving Alana guessing on what he was so smug about. After his team was healed Jackson beelined right towards Brock's gym with Alana in tow. Jackson blasted in and pointed directly at Brock.
"You're the first step in my journey to the top, Brock. I challenge you to a battle." He said boldly.
"You're as energetic as ever, Jackson. So I'm the first one that you're facing right?" Brock asked. It sounded like he already knew the answer, and Jackson flashed him a thumbs up. "And I see that you're back again Alana. Are you going to be challenging me today?" He asked while going to retrieve his Pokeballs.
"No, I'm just here to watch again. I'm not quite ready." Alana admitted.
Alana took her place in the stand again as Jackson confidently stepped towards the arena. He was pretty good, but she doubted he'd be able to win like this. He should have at least taken a nap to regain his energy. It would also be slightly annoying for him to just win like that. This would mean that she would be the last one to obtain her first badge. The announcer stepped forwards and cleared his voice as Brock and Jackson took their positions.
"This will be a two on two battle with the gym leader Brock Ortiz facing the challenger Jackson Jones. The challenger will have the right to switch Pokemon, while the leader shall be restricted. Without further ado let the battle begin.
Brock and Jackson both lobbed their Pokeballs at each other. Out popped Brock's Geodude, and Jackson's Nidoran(female).
"Nidoran let's go! Let's get this battle rolling right away. Use focus energy. Then quickly follow it up with a poison sting."
"Geodude take its attack head-on. Use harden then intercept with tackle."
Nidoran and Geodude reacted simultaneously. Nidoran closed its eyes for a moment and a red aura surrounded it. Geodude flexed and began to shine and its body got harder. The two Pokémon slammed into each other, however, it quickly became apparent that the Nidoran was outmatched in pure physical force. It was forced back taking a bit of damage from the tackle.
"Hey, Nidoran don't hold up. Keep going with consecutive poison stings."
"I see, but in a battle like this, my rock-hard defenses will give me the advantage. Meet her head on Geodude."
The two Pokémon would continuously slam into each other with Nidoran losing more and more ground. Alana winced as she witnessed the small pokemon being continuously battered. Why would he do this? Unless… Alana remembered their previous battle. Nidoran's ability was Poison Point! Was he attempting to poison Brock's Pokemon? The second she said that Geodude took on a slight purple hue. One of Nidoran's barbs was now stuck in the Geodude. Jackson smiled and pumped his fist.
"Wouldn't expect anything else from the awesome Brock. Your defense is pretty good." Jackson observed. "But I didn't come in here without a strategy."
"So that's what you were going for. Geodude's defense would be too much for Nidoran alone, so you attempted to poison him. A pretty good strategy to employ here." Brock praised. "But poison damage alone won't get you the win."
"Yeah, of course, so we're hitting you with this, too. Nidoran switch to double kick."
"Geodude, brace yourself and wait for an opening."
The onslaught of double kicks began to rain down on Geodude as it held up its hands to block the attacks. Nidoran kept hitting it over and over until it missed a kick. The rock Pokémon's eyes flashed open, as it grabbed the poison type.
"Good job Geodude now throw it and follow up with Rock Tomb."
Geodude gripped the poison type hard and threw it back. As Nidoran flew through the air Geodude pelted it with rocks doing immense damage. When she landed the poison type was pinned under a rock.
"Now quickly before they can recover follow it up with rock throw."
Nidoran struggled to move, but it was too late. It was smashed by the rock and subsequently knocked out. Jackson frowned as he returned Nidoran to her Pokeball, and stared at it hard. He shrunk it and placed it on his belt taking out his second ball.
"Bulbasaur, let's finish what Nidoran started." Jackson threw the Pokeball containing his Bulbasaur. He came out in midair seeming determined. Without wasting a moment Jackson issued a command for him to use Vine whip. Bulbasaur instantly shot its vine out and smacked Geodude, knocking it out."
"Impressive, you noticed that my Geodude was on its last legs so you struck before it could move. That was smart. Made up for your previous mistake as well. You need to pay better attention to the limits of your Pokemon." Brock advised. "Now it's time for my trump card. Let's go Onix!"
"This is the final stretch Bulbasaur get in there with a tackle and do the thing just like we practiced."
"Smack him back with your tackle Onix."
'That's dumb.' Alana thought deadpanning a bit in the stands. She had seen Onix strangle Bubbles to unconsciousness, and Jackson was having Bulbasaur charge in? That was just so dumb. As she was watching she saw a small seed flip off of the grass type's back and sprout on Onix. Her mouth hung open. That was all just a ploy to get off a leech seed? So Jackson wasn't messing around in Viridian Forest. It didn't seem like Brock noticed. Alana felt a little bit of envy rise up within her. That was a nice strategy, just like the vine one from before. Jackson smirked as Bulbasaur was sent barreling back. He had absolute confidence that Bulbasaur had planted his trump card. He figured that Brock had some strategies for fighting against type disadvantages, so this was his insurance policy. Next up was…
"Alright Bulbasaur, nice hustle. Whittle down his attack with Growl, then follow up with vine whip."
"Onix time to use rock polish. Then use harden to reduce the damage." Brock called out.
While Bulbasaur was growling at Onix, it took a moment to polish itself, greatly increasing its speed. In addition to this, it increased its defense. The vine whip visibly hurt the Onix, but it was far from finished. Alana made a mental note of Brock's strategy. His pokemon were good at resisting physical damage. It was nice seeing him in action again.
"Alright Onix, time to switch to offense. Use tackle, then bind to trap that Bulbasaur." The Onix flew at Bulbasaur faster than it could react and smashed into it. While it was dazed, Onix attempted to bind it up, but…
"Now Bulbasaur use vine whip! Aim for the fixtures in the ceiling, then use it to pull yourself out of the way."
Bulbasaur would quickly recover, and shoot a vine at the ceiling. It wrapped around one of the light fixtures, and soon Bulbasaur was swinging around the arena. Onix looked up trying to track where Bulbasaur was to attack, but it seemed stuck at the moment.
"Onix knock that Bulbasaur down with a rock tomb."
"Keep going Bulbasaur, just like we practiced in Viridian Forest."
The Bulbasaur gracefully hopped between the barrage of rocks that were being blasted its way. All the while Onix was getting more and more exhausted. The leech seed sprout was now clearly visible which Brock finally noticed.
'When did he get that leech seed on Onix? Was it while he was swinging? No, it must have been earlier in the battle… It must have been that Tackle!' Brock smiled, there seemed to be a lot of talented trainers participating in the league this year. It was a breath of fresh air to get challenged this much two times this week. "Onix stop and use Bide."
Onix ceased moving and began to build up energy. With the leech seed constantly building up damage on it, Jackson would be in trouble in this hit. Alana was at the edge of her seat seeing how this battle would end. All Jackson would do is point towards the ceiling.
"I'm Jackson Jones. My team and I are going to become champions. That means clearing every rival in my way. That means you, Brock, and you, Alana." Jackson said, pointing to his rival in the stand. "Let's finish this Bulbasaur, use vine whip on Onix. Aim for his horn on his head. Then pull yourself in for a finishing tackle!"
Bulbasaur confidently shot his vines and they wrapped around the horn. It quickly reeled itself in smashing into the Onix at high speeds. He flipped in the air landing in front of the Onix, as it swayed back and forth. It had survived the powerful finisher, but the last of its strength was sapped by the seed. Onix fell over smashing into the group. Jackson and Bulbasaur were the winners! Jackson wiped his nose with his thumb and pointed at Brock.
"That's the battle, Brock. Read'em and weep."
Brock chuckled, shaking his head, and walking up to Onix. He patted the large rock snake Pokémon on its head before returning it to its Pokeball. "You fought well, Onix. Jackson here just managed to outplay us." Brock approached Jackson and dug out a badge from his pocket. It was fashioned in the shape of a small Boulder. He pressed it into Jackson's waiting hands. "If I had to give you some advice, it would be to work on your defense. Your offense may have overwhelmed my defense, but such a high-energy strategy could wear out your Pokémon." He advised. "This is the boulder badge and the technical machine for rock tomb. It's proof of your victory here today. Your battles with the other gym leaders will only get harder from now. As for that move, I'm sure it will help you in your journey."
"Thanks, you and Onix were as cool as ever." Jackson complimented. He produced a small badge case from his pocket and slipped it in. "I'm going after Misty next."
"Already know exactly where you're going then." Brock laughed. "Good luck with Mt Moon. it's a really good place to get a ton of training done."
"That's nice, but I think I'm going to stick around town for a bit longer." Jackson declared. He would then point at Alana again, putting her on the spot. "You got to see me battle. It would only be fair for me to get to see what you've got!"
A smile crept up onto her face. "Oh yeah? Well, you just wait until my strategy pans out!" Alana shouted back. There was just something about Jackson that lit a fire in her stomach.
A Couple Days Later: Alana's POV
Four days… that's how long it took to finish my training. If I'm honest with myself, the appearance of Jackson had motivated us to train even harder than before. Now it was my turn to face Brock. My alarm blared at nine o'clock in the morning. Today was a big day, so we were sleeping in. Fefnir and Dragna were sleeping on my bed while Monarch was perched on the desk. I woke each of them up. We were going to go in and come out with our first shiny badge.
"Alright, you guys. Today is the day. We're finally going to challenge Brock. Are you guys ready?" I ask, getting excited.
My heart was pumping, and I felt a huge rush of energy. Everyone seemed to share in this, too. Fefnir excitedly blasted some flames. Monarch fluttered around the room. Dragna flew in a circle around me. We were all ready to go! After a quick breakfast, we made a beeline towards the Pewter City gym. The large beige doors were intimidating this time around. The other times I'd come to watch, but this time I was battling. I ran through a simulation of the battle in my head a couple more times. I took a couple of deep breaths in and out before putting my hand on the door. I just needed to calm my nerves.
"Alana! Don't you dare think that you can start without me!"
I looked over and blushed in embarrassment. I had forgotten to get Jackson! He was standing there huffing and puffing. His hair was a mess, and his shirt was on backward. He must have woken up late and made a beeline right there.
"Sorry, I was just so excited I forgot," I reply fiddling with my necklace. The metal was cool against my skin.
"I can understand that. Anyway, hurry up! You've kept me waiting for days now."
"You're the one who decided to wait. You could have already been on Mt. Moon by now."
"And miss out on this? No way, just go in already."
I rolled my eyes but opened the door. It felt different than the other two times I'd been here. This time I was battling Brock. Jackson went to take a seat in the stands as I finally got to see the arena up close. My heart pounded as I stepped closer, and got the common spiel from the announcer. After confirming that I had no badges, Brock approached with his two Pokeballs once again. I wondered what his normal team was like? My hand clutched my Pokeball on my belt tightly. I grabbed it and held it out.
"You're excited for this. Can't lie and say I'm not as well. You've kept me waiting for a week after all."
After the announcer did his thing we both tossed out our Pokeball. I throw mine as high as possible, releasing my lead to battle. Monarch spiraled out of his Pokeball flapping his wings and preparing for battle. Brock's Geodude took its stance on the ground. I was at a huge disadvantage, but I could do this!
"Monarch open with stun spore."
"So that's your strategy. Geodude don't give them a chance to get the ball rolling. Keep pelting them with rock throws."
Monarch fluttered around the air sprinkling a yellow powder down on the Geodude, who was chucking rock after rock at him. Thanks to our training Monarch was able to flow around the rocks dodging them pretty easily. The flight advantage was a godsend. The spores landed all over the arena and on Geodude. The move was a success! Monarch was slammed hard by a rock, but it didn't hit hard enough to knock him out.
"Good job, now use sleep powder. After that use poison powder."
"So to make up for your type disadvantage you decided to cripple my pokemon with status. That's a viable strategy. I can see why you needed the extra time to train your Pokemon for this." Brock complimented.
I smile at the compliment, but I couldn't allow that to distract me. This was a two-step plan. I looked to see if Jackson was watching before focusing back on the battlefield. The Geodude was asleep, poisoned, and paralyzed. It was practically out of the fight. Now part two needed to work.
"Now that Geodude can't fight back, attack him with confusion, Monarch."
Gathering his psychic energy, Monarch would bombard our enemy with confusion after confusion. After a while, the Geodude would run out of energy to fight. I placed my hand on my chest as Brock returned Geodude to his Pokeball. That was one down but the next pokemon was the one I was worried about.
"Let's rock and roll Onix!" Brock shouted, releasing the rock snake Pokemon. "Use rock polish, then follow up with a tackle. Don't let them spread anymore spores."
"Monarch use Gust."
Monarch whipped a small gust around Onix doing minimal damage. In return Onix smashed right into Monarch, knocking him out. That was fine, everything was going according to her plan. He'd done his best and set up my formula for victory. I returned him to his Pokeball smiling. "You did great, Monarch. Thanks for working so hard." I placed his ball back on my side and tossed out my final choice for this battle. "Fefnir I choose you!"
This was the last battle. We just needed to whittle him down just enough to get him in range of our finishing move. Brock's Pokémon had resistance against physical attacks, but not special attacks.
"Fefnir begin with ember."
"Onix start strong with rock throw."
Fefnir blasted a small ember at Onix. It wouldn't do a lot of damage due to its resistance, but it was better than nothing. Onix threw a rock at Fefnir, but at the last moment, it twitched and missed its attack. Brock frowned, but I smiled. That was the paralysis kicking in.
"Fefnir let's go up a level. Use Flame Burst."
"Onix, get in your counter stance. Use Bide."
Fefnir took in a deep breath in focusing the fire in her body. She opened her mouth and unleashed a bigger puff of fire. Once it made contact, it exploded. Onix wasn't moving either, if I could just knock him out before he countered then we could win. I commanded Fefnir to use Flame Burst once again. After another successful hit, it seemed like Onix was getting lower on health. I was about to call another attack, but Brock interrupted.
"That was a bad move, Alana. You should have been a little bit more careful."
Onix glowed, and bashed Fefnir hard with its tail, throwing it across the room. I flinched as all the damage that she'd done was dealt back to her twofold. We were too slow. That had probably taken us out of the fight.
"Char-mander."
My eyes widened, and I turned around. Amazingly, she was still standing! We still had a chance.
"Fefnir you're amazing! Use smokescreen, and start preparing our finishing move."
"I won't make it that easy Alana. Onix finish this with Tackle."
I winced as Onix barreled towards Fefnir. She set up the smokescreen, but that wouldn't help her dodge. The Onix got closer and closer. Defeat got closer and closer. The smokescreen cleared due to the snake's speed, and I nearly shouted. Fefnir wasn't done preparing the move yet! The fire in his mouth had become purple, but it wasn't ready. Right before the Onix could collide with Fefnir he froze up. That's right, the paralysis! It had come in handy at the perfect moment.
"This is our chance. Fefnir finish this with Dragon Rage!
Fefnir was battered and barely standing, but she grinned cockily. Opening her mouth a jet of purplish dragon flame blasted scorching Onix. It would promptly fall over, and smash into the ground losing consciousness. I sat there just dumbfounded for a moment. Did we win? I was pushed back when Fefnir smashed into my stomach. She took me completely off guard, pushing me to the ground. Tears flowed down my eyes. Fefnir completely changed her tune as well. She seemed to be concerned. I grabbed Fefnir, got up, and twirled around laughing.
"We won Fefnir! We got our first badge!"
Brock cleared his throat, and I realized that he was still in the room. My cheeks began to flush, and I put Fefnir down and faced Brock.
"That was a good battle. I must admit that your strategies were very well polished. I could see the amount of time you poured into training your Pokemon, but you faltered near the end there. You saw an easier road and tried to take it instead of sticking to what you'd planned. There are times you need to decide between the two." Brock said. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small CD and a Badge. "You're already familiar with these right? The Boulder Badge and the technical machine for rock tomb. I'm sure you'll be able to put it to good use."
I admired my badge for a few moments. It was the first major step in my journey. If I could collect more badges and see how more gym leaders fight I would get better at battling. All of us would.
"So where are you going next Alana?" Brock asked
"Oh, I think I'm going to head towards Vermillion City. Always wanted to see the seaside market there."
"Well good luck, Diglett's cave can be kinda rough… but the strength that you displayed here should get you through." He commented.
That felt nice… Wherever I went as long as I had my team with me we could overcome the odds!
Viridian City Jail
Back in Viridian City an officer was sleeping on his post. This town was way too quiet the only action they'd had in months were these two rocket grunts. He hadn't even been able to battle them himself. Some anonymous trainers had defeated them.
"You can't hold us in here forever!"
"Yeah, our superior will bust us out eventually!"
The officer woke up and sighed. He wasn't going to get a wink of sleep guarding these two goofs. A soft knocking could be heard from the door, and he got up to answer it. Opening the door he saw a lady in a police uniform he didn't recognize. His eyes narrowed as his hand moved towards his Pokeballs.
"Can I help you, ma'am?"
"Why yes! I've come to relieve you of your post. I'm the transfer from Saffron City." She replies
He sighed and opened the door letting her in. He'd gotten the notification earlier today. He was just happy he could go home now. He noticed a small flower-like pokemon following her in. a Gloom. That's weird. The report didn't mention any grass types… he collapsed from drowsiness. The lady scoffed and leaned down to him rummaging through his pockets.
"Gloom's sleep powder is very effective. Thanks for letting me in officer. I heard that you're holding a few of my idiots here in your cells. That won't do."
She found the keys and walked over to the cells. The officer could hear the cell doors unlock, and the grunts step out.
"Explain to me why you two were captured." She asked calmly. There was a fury in her voice. The rather verbal grunts seemed to clam up.
"Well, sir, ma'am? We were doing fine, but two girls just tricked us."
"Yeah, there was nothing we could do. They had some wild pokemon attack us, and the next thing we knew we were tied up, and they'd called the cops."
"...So you're telling me that two random trainers managed to get the jump on you." Her voice was thick in disappointment. "If it were up to me, you two would have stayed locked up in here. Lucky for you, you're both needed for an operation at Mt. Moon."
The guard struggled to maintain consciousness. At the very least he needed to put up a fight. The lady turned back towards him and walked over. Taking a second Pokeball from her belt she released a ghost Pokémon with a large red tongue and giant hands.
"Haunter put him to sleep and use Dream Eater. We don't need him blabbing to anyone." She ordered. "And you two, I want you at Mt Moon yesterday. Don't disappoint me again." She reached into her pocket and pressed a ball into each of their hands.
Emmet and Sonya saluted. "Yes Miss Admin sir." They ran off fumbling over one another.
The rocket admin made her way out of the station. Quaint little towns like this made her sick. Such boring uninteresting places. If this place weren't important… well anyway it was time to make her move.