Umbreon shuddered at the name, and Asheya looked at me strangely.
"Keya, Jason hasn't been around for two years. What makes you think he'll come back now?" Asheya had a point. But there was one way to find out.
"Houndoom!" I said, and he appeared in a burst of red light. "Houndoom, does anything seem...strange to you?" I asked, and Houndoom sniffed the air. His eyes began to glow red as he glared at the window.
"JASON!" he yelled, but all Asheya heard was "DOOM!" which was probably good enough anyway. "He's here! And he's up to no good."
"I take it we've got company?" asked Brian as Asheya and I headed back to the front room. I nodded. "Who might it be?"
"It might me nothing, but I trust Houndoom more than that. It's Jason, Brian. The original owner of Houndoom and Umbreon...and my sworn enemy. He vowed to return to do to Umbreon twice what he'd done to Houndoom (at that time Houndour). And I guess he has. Returned, I mean."
"Nothing good will come of this," said Umbreon, and I agreed. "Jason is pure evil inside. HE'S the dark one, not us." I glanced at Umbreon to see that she was trembling. I picked her up and turned to face Brian and Asheya.
"Well then. We have to put a stop to this. If he's going to get Umbreon, he'll have to go through me and all my Pokémon first!" I cried, and Brian nodded.
"Mine, too!" he said, even though he knew he wouldn't be much help if Jason was commanding Dark-types, which I knew somehow he would be. Unless Jason used Fighting Pokémon, the only type strong against Dark, Brian's only good Pokémon would be Slugma and Haunter. If even.
"I'm with you all the way!" said Asheya, and I knew she meant it. She'd been the first person I 'found' with my passion for Dark-types, and had readily agreed to become the first in a hopefully large group of Darkness Masters.
"I'll fight," said Umbreon softly, and I shook my head.
"Not unless you have to, Umbreon. I'm not risking you." I could still feel Umbreon shaking. But I knew that if she wanted to, there was no way I could stop her fighting.
The three of us (three humans, anyway) headed for the center of the city, Umbreon and Houndour hidden in backpacks so as not to arouse suspicion. Asheya was a respected trainer here, having beaten Claire for the Risingbadge, and no one knew she had any connection with Dark Pokémon. No one recognized either me or Brian, so we figured we were safe.
When we arrived at the police station, I put on a disguise. If Jason really was here, he'd recognize me right away, even if it HAD been two years.
I put on a blonde wig to cover my midnight-black hair. My eyes were staying a deep violet; there was nothing we could do about that. I DID put on a fake pair of glasses, and, with my heart pounding, entered the building.
"Hello," said a very familiar voice. Sitting behind the counter was Jason himself, accompanied by a rather beautiful girl. "Can I do something for you?" he asked.
"Yes," I said in a high-pitched voice. "I've been hearing rumors ever since I arrived about Dark Pokémon overtaking the city. Is this true?" I held my breath. Would he buy it?
"Yes, these rumors are true. Dark Pokémon are the root of all evil, and I have proof. Look at what a Dark Pokémon did to me!" He gestured to a scar on his face, and I had to work hard to control my laughter. I recognized it as the mark of a Shadow Ball attack, no doubt the same one from two years ago. "Leria, show this girl the picture!"
The beautiful girl, Leria, handed me a photograph of a girl, flanked by an Umbreon and a Houndour. I was shocked to find that it was ME! But that had been a little more than a year ago. HOW HAD HE GOTTEN THIS PICTURE?
"It was her Pokémon that attacked poor Jason," said Leria. "Do you recognize her?" she asked, and I hurriedly thought of one of the few places where no Darkness Masters had secret shelters.
"Yes, I do. I've seen her before, somewhere near the Indigo Plateau," I said carefully, and Jason looked hard at me.
"Are you positive it was her? Not someone else?" he asked, and I nodded.
"I am positive, Jason," I said. "I know where she resides."
"I know you do, miss, but you're not telling the truth, now are you?" he asked, his voice full of venom.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, only then noticing that I had forgotten to change me voice!
"You know exactly what I'm talking about...Darkness Master!" he said, and opened a pokéball. "Destroy her, Charizard!" he said evilly. Charizard appeared, and opened its fiery mouth wide.
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Ok, this is NOT Charizard-bashing; it's just general Jason-bashing. For anyone named Jason reading this, this most likely doesn't represent you. I'm not gonna bother with the name Leria, since it came out of my own mind. Keep reading to find out what happens in chapter three! ~The Darkness Master
"Keya, Jason hasn't been around for two years. What makes you think he'll come back now?" Asheya had a point. But there was one way to find out.
"Houndoom!" I said, and he appeared in a burst of red light. "Houndoom, does anything seem...strange to you?" I asked, and Houndoom sniffed the air. His eyes began to glow red as he glared at the window.
"JASON!" he yelled, but all Asheya heard was "DOOM!" which was probably good enough anyway. "He's here! And he's up to no good."
"I take it we've got company?" asked Brian as Asheya and I headed back to the front room. I nodded. "Who might it be?"
"It might me nothing, but I trust Houndoom more than that. It's Jason, Brian. The original owner of Houndoom and Umbreon...and my sworn enemy. He vowed to return to do to Umbreon twice what he'd done to Houndoom (at that time Houndour). And I guess he has. Returned, I mean."
"Nothing good will come of this," said Umbreon, and I agreed. "Jason is pure evil inside. HE'S the dark one, not us." I glanced at Umbreon to see that she was trembling. I picked her up and turned to face Brian and Asheya.
"Well then. We have to put a stop to this. If he's going to get Umbreon, he'll have to go through me and all my Pokémon first!" I cried, and Brian nodded.
"Mine, too!" he said, even though he knew he wouldn't be much help if Jason was commanding Dark-types, which I knew somehow he would be. Unless Jason used Fighting Pokémon, the only type strong against Dark, Brian's only good Pokémon would be Slugma and Haunter. If even.
"I'm with you all the way!" said Asheya, and I knew she meant it. She'd been the first person I 'found' with my passion for Dark-types, and had readily agreed to become the first in a hopefully large group of Darkness Masters.
"I'll fight," said Umbreon softly, and I shook my head.
"Not unless you have to, Umbreon. I'm not risking you." I could still feel Umbreon shaking. But I knew that if she wanted to, there was no way I could stop her fighting.
The three of us (three humans, anyway) headed for the center of the city, Umbreon and Houndour hidden in backpacks so as not to arouse suspicion. Asheya was a respected trainer here, having beaten Claire for the Risingbadge, and no one knew she had any connection with Dark Pokémon. No one recognized either me or Brian, so we figured we were safe.
When we arrived at the police station, I put on a disguise. If Jason really was here, he'd recognize me right away, even if it HAD been two years.
I put on a blonde wig to cover my midnight-black hair. My eyes were staying a deep violet; there was nothing we could do about that. I DID put on a fake pair of glasses, and, with my heart pounding, entered the building.
"Hello," said a very familiar voice. Sitting behind the counter was Jason himself, accompanied by a rather beautiful girl. "Can I do something for you?" he asked.
"Yes," I said in a high-pitched voice. "I've been hearing rumors ever since I arrived about Dark Pokémon overtaking the city. Is this true?" I held my breath. Would he buy it?
"Yes, these rumors are true. Dark Pokémon are the root of all evil, and I have proof. Look at what a Dark Pokémon did to me!" He gestured to a scar on his face, and I had to work hard to control my laughter. I recognized it as the mark of a Shadow Ball attack, no doubt the same one from two years ago. "Leria, show this girl the picture!"
The beautiful girl, Leria, handed me a photograph of a girl, flanked by an Umbreon and a Houndour. I was shocked to find that it was ME! But that had been a little more than a year ago. HOW HAD HE GOTTEN THIS PICTURE?
"It was her Pokémon that attacked poor Jason," said Leria. "Do you recognize her?" she asked, and I hurriedly thought of one of the few places where no Darkness Masters had secret shelters.
"Yes, I do. I've seen her before, somewhere near the Indigo Plateau," I said carefully, and Jason looked hard at me.
"Are you positive it was her? Not someone else?" he asked, and I nodded.
"I am positive, Jason," I said. "I know where she resides."
"I know you do, miss, but you're not telling the truth, now are you?" he asked, his voice full of venom.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, only then noticing that I had forgotten to change me voice!
"You know exactly what I'm talking about...Darkness Master!" he said, and opened a pokéball. "Destroy her, Charizard!" he said evilly. Charizard appeared, and opened its fiery mouth wide.
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Ok, this is NOT Charizard-bashing; it's just general Jason-bashing. For anyone named Jason reading this, this most likely doesn't represent you. I'm not gonna bother with the name Leria, since it came out of my own mind. Keep reading to find out what happens in chapter three! ~The Darkness Master