IFRIT

By Akai Ku
Chapter 1~ Bones and Worlds Shatter

Eileen Shinkai was in a jovial mood despite the overcast sky as she walked along the rim of DeathSide Canyon in Johto. She was only fourteen, but her six Gym Badges proved that she was a worthy adversary in a PokeMon battle . Her parents had warned her it would be dangerous to travel alone in Johto, and that she should stay with them in Pewter, back in Kanto, but she wasn't alone: She had her PokeMon with her.

It was no wonder her Mom and Dad were worried, seeing all the fuss about the murders in Johto. The victims were all rich, most with many strong or rare PokeMon, so naturally Team Rocket was the prime suspect. But all of the murders had taken place out-of-doors, and the wounds were too ferocious to have been made by humans, so it was now the popular theory that a wild Pokemon, a new and brutal species, was the cause. Besides, Team Rocket was an organization of thieves, not killers.

Eileen was musing about capturing this Pokemon, possibly taming it, when she saw a young boy, maybe about ten, a short distance away. When he spotted her, he began to scamper toward her, along the ledge of the 300-foot-deep canyon.

"Hey, watch it!" Eileen shouted. "It's dangerous!" But the boy paid her no heed until he finally reached her, panting for breath.

"Heh heh. You look weak."

Eileen raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Well, you look naive to be running along DeathSide Canyon in this drizzle." Sure enough, it had begun to drizzle.

"Enough small talk," the brown-haired youth said. "I challenge you to a battle!"

Eileen grinned. "Sure, if you think you can last five seconds." The boy grinned right back. These "Trainer Taunts," were really all in good fun. As the two prepared for the fight, two pairs of eyes watched them intently from the foliage.

"Raichu, go!!" The evolved form of Pikachu emerged from the youngster's PokeBall. Eileen grinned as she readied a GreatBall.

"OK, Mentus, get 'em!" A Kadabra emerged from the GreatBall, eyes glowing. The two young trainers issued their commands at the same time.

"RAICHU, THUNDERBOLT!!!"

"Mentus...PSYBEAM!!"

Thunderbolt hit Mentus, but she hardly showed a scratch. Raichu, on the other hand, went careening from the blow until he finally hit the ground with a dull thud, KO'd..

The boy mouthed the word "Whoa," as he returned his felled PokeMon to its ball. Eileen followed suit as the rain became steady.

"So," said Eileen, smirking, "had enough?" The youngster opened his mouth to reply when there was a burst of thunder as the rain began to fall in sheets.

"Uh-oh. Looks like a squall..."

"Tell ya' what, kid: I'll call it a draw." Eileen could barely see the boy through the pouring rain. She held out her hand for a shake, as did he. She noticed his PokeGear....

"You want my number?" The boy's face lit up like a lighthouse beacon. "Do I ever! My name's Tim!!"

Eileen chuckled, then shivered. (Should've worn a jacket,) she thought to herself. "My name's Eileen Shinkai. Dark and Psychic types are my faves when it comes to Pokemon, I guess, but anything'll do." A pause. "Look, I can hardly see you through this rain! Hurry up and give me the number! I've freezin'!!"

The two new friends laughed as they exchanged numbers. Eileen began to walk one way, along the canyon, but not too close, while Tim went the other. (I'll call Tim later, to make sure he got to a PokeMon center OK,) she thought. (We'll probably chat awhile, too.)

But Eileen heard Tim's voice a lot sooner than she thought she would.

"EILEEN, LOOK OUT!!"

Eileen turned around and, in the pouring rain, could barely make out the form of a charging Tauros coming toward her. She thought she saw two figures behind it. A letter was on their shirts. A P? A G? An...R?

"TIM, GET OUT OF HERE!! JUST RUN FOR IT!!" That was all she could manage to say before the Tauros's head connected with her chest, sending waves of pain throughout her body. She went flying, sailing through the air, head throbbing, and then down.

Down, into the 300-foot depths of DeathSide Canyon.

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The Rocket Executives Mikki and Peter stood looking open-mouthed into the abyss of the canyon that was now a grave. Not that they could see far at all; The rain was beating down in full force, with small hailstones mixed in with it.

"I-I never meant to kill her..." Peter stuttered, breaking the silence. "I just wanted to knock her out.... Grab those PokeBalls..."

A short pause before Mikki replied: "Well, it's not as if Team Rocket's never killed a human before," she said, nonchalantly, "It's just a shame her PokeBalls fell down there with her..."

As Mikki and Peter walked away, Peter stole one last glance at the chasm, and offered a silent prayer for the nameless child whom his own PokeMon had killed.