How Freakachu came to be (Lilja, a Trainer?!) Part 7
By Freakachu
:: Authors Note: Time skips rather fast here. After every scene switch, weeks or even months have passed. This first scene is a day after the last scene in the previous chapter. After that, time flys fast. ::
Giovanni was sitting in his office and played with an ornament on his desk, when the phone rang. Putting the item in his other hand, he proceded to answer it. The loss of the experiments on Cinnabar Island had hurt his expenses, and had taken years to get as far as they had been, until they were disrupted. Ever since the experiments had vanished, Giovanni had been downcast, the hopes of cheering him up, slim.
"Hello?" He mumbled into the reciever.
"Yes, boss?" Came the reply
"What is it? Vera, do you have any information on where that other Rocket has dissapeared to? And where's your partner? Have you met up with him yet?"
"Sergio's right here. And we don't know yet what happened to that other guy. But we do have some things you might be interested in."
Mount Moon was like a puzzle. Nobody even warned Lilja about it. She sat with her back against a wall of the cave, shivering and alone, except for her pokemon. Nyarthashi had disappeared without a trace about a month and a half ago, along with one of her Freakachu. She spent a while looking for them, assuming that they were together wherever they were. A single tear fell on the pokeball she held. Nyarthashi's meowth. She still carried around Nyarthy's clothes and other personal items just in case she ever found her again. She didn't have the heart to tell the meowth that Nyarthy was gone.
"FAAIIIIIRRRYYYY!" A loud shrill niose broke the silence of the dark deep cave in which she was hopelessly lost.
Jumping from her spot on the cold floor, she grabbed up her stuff and followed the direction of the noise. She took a sharp turn into a cavern and saw a bunch of pink things running around yelling.
"Clefairy! Oh wow!" But another glance showed her that they were not all clefairy. There were some clefable and a couple smaller versions of the clefairy. A ditto was chasing them around, making faces and squealing at them.
Lilja pulled a snoozing Freakachu out of her backpack and gave it a push toward the group of pink pokemon.
"Get the ditto, silly chu." She called to it. "Use watergun!"
"CHU!" It squeeked and a spray of water shot out of it's hands, drenching the ditto. It stopped chasing the Clefairy, Clefable, and other little things, and let out a sound of surprise.
"DIT!" It then transformed into a Clefable. But it was already wet. Freakachu used a thundershock on it and it fell over steaming and stunned.
Lilja threw a pokeball at the Ditto, and caught it. The Clefairy and Clefable cheered and crowded around Lilja and the Freakachu.
"Fable, fab, cle, clef, fable cle!" The chubby pokemon babbled happily, and held a small pink thing in its short arms.
"Pii!" It squealed.
"For me?" Lilja took the thing from the Clefable. "What is it?"
"Pii!"
"A Pii, huh? Well, let me see if I have another pokeball." She sat the Pii down on the ground, and looked for another pokeball. In doing so, she remembered the book she had bought in Cerulean and pulled it out and flipped through it. She read that Pii was the pre-evolution of Clefairy. She got out another pokeball and Pii was hers. Two new companions, a Pii, and a Ditto, which she named Xerox.
"We haven't heard from Giovanni in a while." Vera pointed out, as she poked at her egg salad. The two Rockets had given up hope of ever finding the other guy.
"Oh well, I'm sure that guy's fine where ever he is, and Giovanni not calling is a definate sign that he's not mad at us for any reason." Sergio mummbled with his mouth full of fried chicken.
Vera's cellular phone started beep-beeping again, and both of them dove for it. Sergio got it first.
"Hello?"
"Something terrible has happened." Giovanni's voice had an unsettled tone to it. "The pokemon that you sent has escaped!"
Huddled under a small tree, a small rainbow pokemon shivered. She had been stolen from her owner, placed in a cold lab, and poked and examined. After biting the assailant responsible, had escaped out a carelessly left open lab door. Her tiny pink wings quivered in the cold, and her vaporeon ears were tucked close to her head.
She had ran for hours, often hiding from prying eyes, and weird stares. She felt strange in a big world all by herself and with no other pokemon like her, except her brothers and sisters who were somewheres else, warm, snug and with thier trainer.
The flame tail on its rear gave its only warmth as it slid into an uncomfortable sleep.
"Do you need more pokeballs?" The grey haired clerk asked, as Lilja walked into Pewter City store. Lilja turned around when she realized he was addressing her.
"Uh, yeah, actually." she replied, stuffing her freakachu back into her backpack again. They insisted on hanging out and enjoying the view.
"Well, you seem to have your hands full. Oh, I know! There's a man that lives not to far from here, and he makes custom pokeballs for people but for a price. You'd like them." He smiled kindly.
"Thanks! I really apreciate it!" Lilja picked up two freakachu, one in each arm, and stuffed the rest in her backback since they were getting too big to all fit.
The clerk wrote the man's address on a small piece of paper.
"Here you go, dear. But I warn you, his custom pokeballs can be expensive."
"Chu..."
The small rainbow rodent gasped as it woke up under a tree dripping with dew. It shivered from the cold. It knew that it's trainer was close by now, but the poor thing couldn't lift it's brightly colored head or body to get up and run to her.
It closed its eyes in exaustion but even that was an effort.
Lilja noticed a bright dot out of the grey hazyness and gasped. That couldn't be what she thought it was. No. It couldn't be.
"FREAKACHU!!!" Lilja screamed and came running toward the multicolored spot that had drawn her attention. She looked down at it and sniffed. It had almost made it back to her.
After giving one of her best friends a decent burial under the tree, Lilja continued on her way to meet the man who made pokeballs.
"What the...?" Sergio stopped in his tracks and put his hand up to sheild the sun out of his eyes. All of a sudden he took of in a run, with Vera who was very confused, right behind him.
"Help me down ya baka!" hollored a guy in a black uniform similar to Sergio's and Vera's. His foot was in a noose, and he dangled several feet above the ground.
"Zeke! What the hell are you doing up there?" Vera called, peering through the leaves. This guy, however, was not the missing rocket the boss had told them to find. Zeke was, well, he was the team clown most of the time. Right now, he was just the moron of the team.
"Two of the new rocket members blundered. They left a trap to catch Pokemon trainers, but stupidly put it on my territory where'd I'd be sure to step in it!" The blood was starting to go to his head and his face was pink. "Can ya help me down?" He whined with a slight hillbilly accent.
"Who's the new Rockets?" Sergio asked, curious. Neither him or Vera knew the boss had recruited more.
Zeke wiggled around as Vera climbed the tree to untie him, and when she did, he promptly fell on his back and was winded.
"I don't know their names, but there's 4 of 'em. Two were recruited 'bout a month ago, and the other two 'bout 2 weeks ago." He gasped, trying to get his breath back. "They much youger then us. About 17. The first two are purty smart, but the others are kinda dumb."
"Do you know what they look like, man?" Sergio asked him, brushing his black hair out of his eyes where it liked to go. Vera stood there with her hands on her hips.
"Yeah, I seen all of em once. There's two girls an' two guys. One of the guys got greenish blue hair, an the other got purple hair. The girls, le' see.. ones got long blond hair an' the other got long red hair." Zeke explained from his spot on the ground. "Was that damned purple haired kid, an' 'is partner the red head that set this stupid trap fer me ta walk inta! I's a wanna give em a piece of my mind!"
Sergio helped Zeke up.
"Where's Cletus, anyway?" He asked, refering to Zeke's team partner.
"You sure full of questions. He went back ta tha mountains ta visit his ma an' pa." Vera couldn't help laughing. Zeke and Cletus cracked her up. They talked so damn funny with their accent from the 'hills'. They were from the Magenta Mountains.
"Oh, so what..." Vera started laughing again, and wiped her eyes. "...what are you supposed to be doing? Hanging around?" With that she burst out laughing again, and couldn't stop.
"Very funny. I's supposed ta be lookin' fer that pokemon that escaped tha underground mini-lab in Viridian."
A young boy valiently picked up his pikachu and ran away from a flock of pissed-off spearow. He had thrown a rock at one, thinking it to be a pidgey. Only a week ago, he had turned 10, and recieved his qualification to be a pokemon trainer. Pikachu had been his first, and it seemed to distrust him. It was the only pokemon left after all the other trainers, including his former best friend Gary had gotten one. Thenre had been none left except the unruly pikachu, and he was glad to get even that to start on his journey. He had liked Pikachu immediately but pikachu didn't seem to rebound those feelings.
He dove into a river, with pikachu in his arms and was swept downstream in a fast current until his jacket was snagged on something and he was pulled from the raging water.
"Beeeeeppp beeeeeeeeppp."
A 17 year old boy with chin length lavender hair picked up the beeper that was causing a racket as they floated around in a big Meowth shaped balloon.
"What is it now?" His red haired companion complained, reading a fashion magazine.
"It's ...umm.." He squinted at the small black box, "It's Vera."
"Well, what are you sitting there for, James, call her back." She replied, heatedly.
James picked up the cellphone and dialed in Vera's number. It rang only once, then was picked up.
"James? Giovanni told me to call you two. You didn't change your phone number again did you? He's mad enough, don't try to escape him by changing the number he uses to reach you. Anyway, the boss says that there's this kid running around your area with a really powerful pokemon. It may look small, but it has pretty good powers. He wants you to get it." Veras's voice speeled out of the reciever.
"Uh.. what is it exactly that he wants us to get?" His voice quivered. The boss was angry.. this was not good. Both him and Jessie had to do something right or they'd be fired.
"A Freakachu."
"A Pikachu? Uh, okay, thanks!" Then he hung up.
Jessie looked up from her magazine and raised her eyebrow.
"What did Vera want?" A Meowth with an accent chimed in.
"The boss wants us to steal some kid's Pikachu, or we're fired." He replied solemnly.
Lilja grinned and typed in her name and trainers licence number on the computer in Viridian City. A menu popped up. She selected 'depost pokemon' with the mouse. He held up a brilliant rainbow pokeball and smiled. The man had made her 10 of them, only on the account that she help him with the chore. They were so shiny, the bottoms were a silvery color and glittered in the flourescent light of the pokemon center. The tops were rainbow, going from red on one side, to orange, yellow, green, then blue on the other side. They were specifically for her Freakachu and Taichu. With 2 Taichu and 6 Freakachu, there were two spare pokeballs. She looked at her pokemon collection. Magumarashi, Scyther, Pidgeot, Ditto, and the two Taichu. Transported pokemon at home consisted of Chonchi, Eevee, Psyduck, Meowth, Charmeleon, Nidoran Female, Growlithe, Ho-ho, Ninetails, and a Pii.
"Hmm.. what to transport, what to keep.." All her pokemon went back to her PC at home. She had changed the computer configuration to "Home PC" instead of Bill's PC, whoever Bill was. She deposited Xerox the Ditto, and Scyther. Then deposited her two Taichu (they needed rest) and all but two Freakachu, then took out Charmeleon, and Eevee, so that she had with her Magumarashi, Freakachu, Freakachu, Pidgeot, Charmeleon and Eevee.
Lilja grabbed up her pokeballs and sat down at a table to write a letter to her uncle. She grinned. Soon she would be 10. Well, in 2 months she would be. She'd get back to Cinnabar just in time for her birthday.
The door of the center burst open, and a motorcycle almost crashed into Nurse Joy's desk. The sound startled Lilja, and she dropped her pencil on the floor, where it rolled underneath the chair. She didn't see the dark haired boy and his injured Pikachu because she was trying to find her pencil. He in turn, didn't see her either.