Hi, all! It's been a while, hasn't it? Sorry about that, my muses are
capricious, as is my schedule. So anyway, here's the beginning of the war
against the Rockets!
Chapter 4: Severe Embarrassment
At last, the day had arrived, after a month of planning. Today, we would strike the first blow of a war against Team Rocket. I strode up and down the ranks of pokémon as they prepared for the attack. Everyone was in place; everything was ready. All we were waiting for was the signal from Natheon that the infiltration was to begin.
((Ready, Torellossom?)) Natheon's voice said inside my head, ((Start!)) I nodded toward a group of Pikachu and Oddish, signaling them to begin the attack.
"Pika pika!" (Right!)
"Ordish ord!" (Let's go!)
They scampered off into the Rockets' camp, behind the backs of the guards. One Oddish stopped behind each guard and used Sleep Powder, until both guards were dreaming peacefully. Then, the pokémon went to work. I signaled for the other groups to begin, and they trickled gradually into the camp, each with its own assignment. The Pikachu were already busy causing machinery malfunctions, with the help of some Pidgey, who were gumming up the works with sand. I saw some of Suiculia's Poliwag friends getting things wet so that the others' attacks would work better. In the meantime, Rattata chewed through ropes on tents, greatly surprising the Rockets inside. Diglett dug holes and covered them with branches, while Caterpie and Weedle secured themselves to the trees above with silk, then dangled above the pits and taunted any Rockets that came by.
Soon, there was a line of grunts outside of Giovanni's trailer, many of them looking disheveled, or even injured. As they entered, one after another, louder and louder noises were heard from inside the vehicle. The Rockets emerged, one at a time, each looking more discouraged than when they had entered. Finally, Giovanni himself stormed out, shouting, "You *idiots*! Can't you deal with a few measly forest pokémon!?" His Persian followed, growling.
He strode up to one of the unmanned bulldozers, and examined a large hole in the side. "Hmmm..." Just then, a Pidgey poked its head out of the hole, so that they were nose-to-beak. "Prrdgey!" it said, and Giovanni said "Oh!" and stepped backward - right into a hole! After that, his voice was rather muffled, but I definitely heard some words that I won't repeat. Once the few Rockets who had managed to keep straight faces peered down into the hole, he had calmed down somewhat, and when they asked him if he was all right, he just replied, "Get. Me. A. Ladder," his voice quiet and menacing.
Immediately, they all sprang into action, getting in each other's way and generally bumbling about so that, by the time they got him out of that hole, he was more dirty, and his clothes more rumpled, than anyone had seen him since he was about five.
"This," he said darkly, "is not the work of a few displaced pokémon. This is an army. Someone has trained them to do this; and I'm going to figure out who."
***
Back at Mewtwo's cave, I gleefully reported the success of the first day's work. Everyone laughed, even Mewtwo, when I told them how the Pidgey faced down Giovanni, and when I related his subsequent plunge into the hole, Natheon fell right out of his chair.
((I wish I had been there,)) Mewtwo said a little wistfully.
"It was fun," I agreed. "So, to sum it all up, the Rockets have been shaken up and demoralized, and we've delayed their progress for at least a week. Not to mention," I giggled again, "thoroughly embarrassing Giovanni."
((Very true,)) said Mewtwo. ((Nevertheless...they will be more alert now. Giovanni isn't going to take this lying down. He'll pool his resources and fortify that camp. This isn't over yet.))
If we had only known how true that would turn out to be...
**************************************************************************** ***** So, did you like it? What do you suppose Torellossom is talking about? Is something going to happen? Well, I'll give you a hint: the next chapter is titled, "Caught!" And the more reviews I get, the quicker it'll come. So review already!
Chapter 4: Severe Embarrassment
At last, the day had arrived, after a month of planning. Today, we would strike the first blow of a war against Team Rocket. I strode up and down the ranks of pokémon as they prepared for the attack. Everyone was in place; everything was ready. All we were waiting for was the signal from Natheon that the infiltration was to begin.
((Ready, Torellossom?)) Natheon's voice said inside my head, ((Start!)) I nodded toward a group of Pikachu and Oddish, signaling them to begin the attack.
"Pika pika!" (Right!)
"Ordish ord!" (Let's go!)
They scampered off into the Rockets' camp, behind the backs of the guards. One Oddish stopped behind each guard and used Sleep Powder, until both guards were dreaming peacefully. Then, the pokémon went to work. I signaled for the other groups to begin, and they trickled gradually into the camp, each with its own assignment. The Pikachu were already busy causing machinery malfunctions, with the help of some Pidgey, who were gumming up the works with sand. I saw some of Suiculia's Poliwag friends getting things wet so that the others' attacks would work better. In the meantime, Rattata chewed through ropes on tents, greatly surprising the Rockets inside. Diglett dug holes and covered them with branches, while Caterpie and Weedle secured themselves to the trees above with silk, then dangled above the pits and taunted any Rockets that came by.
Soon, there was a line of grunts outside of Giovanni's trailer, many of them looking disheveled, or even injured. As they entered, one after another, louder and louder noises were heard from inside the vehicle. The Rockets emerged, one at a time, each looking more discouraged than when they had entered. Finally, Giovanni himself stormed out, shouting, "You *idiots*! Can't you deal with a few measly forest pokémon!?" His Persian followed, growling.
He strode up to one of the unmanned bulldozers, and examined a large hole in the side. "Hmmm..." Just then, a Pidgey poked its head out of the hole, so that they were nose-to-beak. "Prrdgey!" it said, and Giovanni said "Oh!" and stepped backward - right into a hole! After that, his voice was rather muffled, but I definitely heard some words that I won't repeat. Once the few Rockets who had managed to keep straight faces peered down into the hole, he had calmed down somewhat, and when they asked him if he was all right, he just replied, "Get. Me. A. Ladder," his voice quiet and menacing.
Immediately, they all sprang into action, getting in each other's way and generally bumbling about so that, by the time they got him out of that hole, he was more dirty, and his clothes more rumpled, than anyone had seen him since he was about five.
"This," he said darkly, "is not the work of a few displaced pokémon. This is an army. Someone has trained them to do this; and I'm going to figure out who."
***
Back at Mewtwo's cave, I gleefully reported the success of the first day's work. Everyone laughed, even Mewtwo, when I told them how the Pidgey faced down Giovanni, and when I related his subsequent plunge into the hole, Natheon fell right out of his chair.
((I wish I had been there,)) Mewtwo said a little wistfully.
"It was fun," I agreed. "So, to sum it all up, the Rockets have been shaken up and demoralized, and we've delayed their progress for at least a week. Not to mention," I giggled again, "thoroughly embarrassing Giovanni."
((Very true,)) said Mewtwo. ((Nevertheless...they will be more alert now. Giovanni isn't going to take this lying down. He'll pool his resources and fortify that camp. This isn't over yet.))
If we had only known how true that would turn out to be...
**************************************************************************** ***** So, did you like it? What do you suppose Torellossom is talking about? Is something going to happen? Well, I'll give you a hint: the next chapter is titled, "Caught!" And the more reviews I get, the quicker it'll come. So review already!