The Master Six
Chapter Eight
Two months.
One week.
Three days.
That was how long it took us to gather a team of pokemon trainers.
We found them all over the continent. From every city.
They each had a special ability, or a special pokemon. Just like me with my flute, and Gavin with his gun. They were special, they were warriors.
They were my team.
There are six of us in all. We found four kids, all of them around our ages.
We were gathered in a hotel room in Celadon City.
First, there was me, standing in front of the TV, addressing my team. I was Whistler, and with my magical flute, I could paralyze any pokemon in a matter of seconds when I played the right song. I wore my brown hair in a short ponytail, and kept my face stiff and proud. I wore my favorite purple shirt with pink stripes at the shoulders. I had on my favorite pair of faded jeans. I looked like a kid, but I felt like a leader. I would be the leader of the team. My team. There were six of us, and so we had found the perfect name: The Master Six. That was us.
Gavin "Shooter" sat in the chair next to the window. He was the first, of course. He had a blowgun that he could shoot with incredible accuracy. He had a variety of darts that each had a specific function. Gavin wore his dirty-blond hair a little longer than normal. It hung over his ears. He had on a dark green sweatshirt with the hood down. He had on blue jeans. His Machop, Stryker, could shoot the darts with deadly accuracy, but Gavin didn't kill. He was idealistic. I hoped that this wouldn't come to killing. Gavin was a good kid.
Rodney was next. He sat on the bed, his back to the headboard, his knees against his chest. Rodney was called Specks. His claim to fame was a set of goggles he had created to aid his pokemon collecting and battling. He had a pair that could see pokemon on an infrared scale. They could see pokemon based on the heat their bodies gave off. Another pair acted like super powered binoculars. And yet another was a super powered microscope. He had all sorts of goggles to perform different tasks; he kept them in a backpack he kept with him constantly. Rodney had short black hair, and thick-framed glasses. He wore a white long-sleeved shirt with a sweater vest. He also had on black denim shorts and white sneakers. Rodney's favorite pokemon was a Venusaur he had captured as a Bulbasaur and had trained for so long.
Amber Lynn is the next member of the team. She lay sprawled out on the same bed as Rodney. Amber Lynn was called Velocity. She was all about speed. Amber Lynn had created a special device that she would attach to the handlebars of her bike. It was small, silver, and teardrop shaped. This device would cancel the air current that would push against her as she biked. The air coming at her, the air that would slow her down would not be there. There would be no friction to ride against, no wind to slow her down. Given enough room, Amber Lynn could travel at speeds approaching one hundred miles per hour. She could travel between cities very quickly. Amber Lynn was the only black member of the team. She had short black hair that she kept close to her head. She wore a bright red tank top, and black jeans. Amber Lynn was all about speed, and so she had the fastest pokemon around. A speedy Rapidash was kept close in a shiny pokeball.
Every group has one, and Zak was the Master Six's. A comedian. Zak was always trying to make people laugh. He sat on the edge of the other bed. Zak was called Psycho, and the reason he was trying to make people laugh was because he didn't take a lot of things seriously. Especially pokemon fighting. You see, Zak was called Psycho because he was a master of psychic pokemon. Zak actually had a special pokemon; Zak had acquired the rarest pokemon of all. Zak had a...no no no, Zak had the Mew. He hasn't revealed how he came across it, but he says that they are partners. With Mew, Zak is the most powerful member of the team. Zak wears a black hat backwards over spiked blond hair. He has an orange shirt with black sleeves, and cargo pants that are two sizes too big. Just the way he likes them. Zak and Mew are a powerful addition to our team.
The final member of our team is simply called Lindsey. No last name, no codename. Just Lindsey. Lindsey is quiet and subdued. She doesn't talk very much, and when she does, she doesn't say a whole lot. She sat curled up against the other headboard. Lindsey is a mystery. She was found by Zak living in the Safari Zone like an animal. She doesn't remember anything about her life before Zak found her. She doesn't remember anything. The scary thing is, however, her power. Lindsey doesn't have a weapon, or a special pokemon. Lindsey is pokemon. Through some mystery, Lindsey can transform into any pokemon she comes in contact with. She merely has to touch the pokemon, and then she will absorb that pokemon's DNA into her system. She then has to draw back that DNA, concentrate, and she will become that pokemon. She will have the powers and abilities of that pokemon, and she will also have her mind, she will still be herself. She was a mystery, but a powerful mystery. Lindsey had straight blonde hair that reached down beyond her shoulders. She wore a simple white dress like one would find on a doll. She was quiet.
This was my team.
My pokemon warriors.
Shooter.
Specks.
Velocity.
Psycho.
Lindsey.
My team.
I am very proud of them.
All six of us have only been together for a short time, and since then they have gotten along fine. They are all very friendly, and they get along well with each other. They all also believe in the battle against Team Rocket.
I, of course, want revenge against them for everything they've done to..., for everything. Gavin is doing this for me, and maybe for himself a little.
Rodney has been roughed up by them before. They stole a fossil from him once, and I guess he is still a little ticked over it. Amber Lynn has been approached by Team Rocket, they wanted her invention. She didn't want to give it to them, so they kept pushing. They even roughed up her family a little. Now she was going to get her revenge.
Zak didn't have anything against Team Rocket. He was really just here "for fun". At least that's what he says. I don't really know why he has joined; he could do a lot with the power of Mew. But I don't want to know right now. I'm just glad he is with us.
Lindsey is still a mystery. I don't know why she wants to fight Team Rocket either. She says that she feels some kind of connection with them. She wants to find out what that is. She is on the team possibly because of Zak. She really seems to cling to Zak. But that is okay.
As long as they are a team, they will get along fine.
I am so proud of them.
"Everyone," I addressed them, "I would like to officially announce the creation of The Master Six."
They clapped. That was okay.
"You've met each other," I continued, "and I'm glad to see that you all get along very well."
More clapping.
"We mustn't wait any longer," I started, "we must act quickly against Team Rocket. They will be coming for me soon. And Rodney has some information for us. Rodney?"
"Oh, okay," he started. He sat up straight, and all attention went to him, "Well, we're in Celadon City for a reason. There is a rumor that there is a secret base of Team Rocket underneath the Celadon City Game Corner."
"And?" Amber Lynn asked him.
"That's it," he answered, "that's all I know. I told Heather, and she says we should go there."
"Heather?" Amber Lynn asked me.
"Yes," I answered, "we will be going to the Celadon City Game Corner to see if we can find something out about Team Rocket. We'll leave in the morning. It will simply be a fact-finding mission. We'll go in, and try to learn all we can about what we're up against. As far as we know, there is no real force against Team Rocket out there. The Global Police are hunting for them, but they're not really trying. They can't get a lead on them. So it might be up to us."
Zak gasped jokingly.
Amber Lynn giggled.
"Any questions?" I asked them.
Gavin raised his hand.
"What if we actually find something," he asked, "like some Team Rocket goons or something."
"I hope we don't," I answered truthfully, "I don't want to get into any really big fights on our first mission."
Zak raised his hand.
"Yes Zak?" I asked him, preparing myself.
"Can I have a sandwich?" he asked with a puppy dog look on his face.
"Ooh," Amber Lynn spoke up, "me too."
"Sandwich, sandwich," Zak started chanting, "let's have a sandwich."
I smiled. Everyone else started laughing, except for Gavin. He was taking things very seriously, but still a smile found its way to his face.
"Okay, hold on," I interrupted, "right now, I want you all to hit the local gym and training centers. I want you to practice with each other. We'll go to the Game Corner in the morning. Master Six, it's almost time."
"Are we done," Zak asked.
"For now," I answered.
"Then let's go eat," he said jumping up on the bed, "sandwich! Sandwich!"
Rodney and Amber Lynn joined in her chanting. They all hoped off the bed, and they headed for the door still chanting. Lindsey got up and followed them out the door. She didn't join in with the chanting.
When they all left, Gavin looked at me.
"Shall we go eat Heather?" he smiled.
"Let's go Gavin," I sighed, "let's go eat."
My team.
My warriors.
The battle was about to begin.
Would they be ready?
Chapter Eight
Two months.
One week.
Three days.
That was how long it took us to gather a team of pokemon trainers.
We found them all over the continent. From every city.
They each had a special ability, or a special pokemon. Just like me with my flute, and Gavin with his gun. They were special, they were warriors.
They were my team.
There are six of us in all. We found four kids, all of them around our ages.
We were gathered in a hotel room in Celadon City.
First, there was me, standing in front of the TV, addressing my team. I was Whistler, and with my magical flute, I could paralyze any pokemon in a matter of seconds when I played the right song. I wore my brown hair in a short ponytail, and kept my face stiff and proud. I wore my favorite purple shirt with pink stripes at the shoulders. I had on my favorite pair of faded jeans. I looked like a kid, but I felt like a leader. I would be the leader of the team. My team. There were six of us, and so we had found the perfect name: The Master Six. That was us.
Gavin "Shooter" sat in the chair next to the window. He was the first, of course. He had a blowgun that he could shoot with incredible accuracy. He had a variety of darts that each had a specific function. Gavin wore his dirty-blond hair a little longer than normal. It hung over his ears. He had on a dark green sweatshirt with the hood down. He had on blue jeans. His Machop, Stryker, could shoot the darts with deadly accuracy, but Gavin didn't kill. He was idealistic. I hoped that this wouldn't come to killing. Gavin was a good kid.
Rodney was next. He sat on the bed, his back to the headboard, his knees against his chest. Rodney was called Specks. His claim to fame was a set of goggles he had created to aid his pokemon collecting and battling. He had a pair that could see pokemon on an infrared scale. They could see pokemon based on the heat their bodies gave off. Another pair acted like super powered binoculars. And yet another was a super powered microscope. He had all sorts of goggles to perform different tasks; he kept them in a backpack he kept with him constantly. Rodney had short black hair, and thick-framed glasses. He wore a white long-sleeved shirt with a sweater vest. He also had on black denim shorts and white sneakers. Rodney's favorite pokemon was a Venusaur he had captured as a Bulbasaur and had trained for so long.
Amber Lynn is the next member of the team. She lay sprawled out on the same bed as Rodney. Amber Lynn was called Velocity. She was all about speed. Amber Lynn had created a special device that she would attach to the handlebars of her bike. It was small, silver, and teardrop shaped. This device would cancel the air current that would push against her as she biked. The air coming at her, the air that would slow her down would not be there. There would be no friction to ride against, no wind to slow her down. Given enough room, Amber Lynn could travel at speeds approaching one hundred miles per hour. She could travel between cities very quickly. Amber Lynn was the only black member of the team. She had short black hair that she kept close to her head. She wore a bright red tank top, and black jeans. Amber Lynn was all about speed, and so she had the fastest pokemon around. A speedy Rapidash was kept close in a shiny pokeball.
Every group has one, and Zak was the Master Six's. A comedian. Zak was always trying to make people laugh. He sat on the edge of the other bed. Zak was called Psycho, and the reason he was trying to make people laugh was because he didn't take a lot of things seriously. Especially pokemon fighting. You see, Zak was called Psycho because he was a master of psychic pokemon. Zak actually had a special pokemon; Zak had acquired the rarest pokemon of all. Zak had a...no no no, Zak had the Mew. He hasn't revealed how he came across it, but he says that they are partners. With Mew, Zak is the most powerful member of the team. Zak wears a black hat backwards over spiked blond hair. He has an orange shirt with black sleeves, and cargo pants that are two sizes too big. Just the way he likes them. Zak and Mew are a powerful addition to our team.
The final member of our team is simply called Lindsey. No last name, no codename. Just Lindsey. Lindsey is quiet and subdued. She doesn't talk very much, and when she does, she doesn't say a whole lot. She sat curled up against the other headboard. Lindsey is a mystery. She was found by Zak living in the Safari Zone like an animal. She doesn't remember anything about her life before Zak found her. She doesn't remember anything. The scary thing is, however, her power. Lindsey doesn't have a weapon, or a special pokemon. Lindsey is pokemon. Through some mystery, Lindsey can transform into any pokemon she comes in contact with. She merely has to touch the pokemon, and then she will absorb that pokemon's DNA into her system. She then has to draw back that DNA, concentrate, and she will become that pokemon. She will have the powers and abilities of that pokemon, and she will also have her mind, she will still be herself. She was a mystery, but a powerful mystery. Lindsey had straight blonde hair that reached down beyond her shoulders. She wore a simple white dress like one would find on a doll. She was quiet.
This was my team.
My pokemon warriors.
Shooter.
Specks.
Velocity.
Psycho.
Lindsey.
My team.
I am very proud of them.
All six of us have only been together for a short time, and since then they have gotten along fine. They are all very friendly, and they get along well with each other. They all also believe in the battle against Team Rocket.
I, of course, want revenge against them for everything they've done to..., for everything. Gavin is doing this for me, and maybe for himself a little.
Rodney has been roughed up by them before. They stole a fossil from him once, and I guess he is still a little ticked over it. Amber Lynn has been approached by Team Rocket, they wanted her invention. She didn't want to give it to them, so they kept pushing. They even roughed up her family a little. Now she was going to get her revenge.
Zak didn't have anything against Team Rocket. He was really just here "for fun". At least that's what he says. I don't really know why he has joined; he could do a lot with the power of Mew. But I don't want to know right now. I'm just glad he is with us.
Lindsey is still a mystery. I don't know why she wants to fight Team Rocket either. She says that she feels some kind of connection with them. She wants to find out what that is. She is on the team possibly because of Zak. She really seems to cling to Zak. But that is okay.
As long as they are a team, they will get along fine.
I am so proud of them.
"Everyone," I addressed them, "I would like to officially announce the creation of The Master Six."
They clapped. That was okay.
"You've met each other," I continued, "and I'm glad to see that you all get along very well."
More clapping.
"We mustn't wait any longer," I started, "we must act quickly against Team Rocket. They will be coming for me soon. And Rodney has some information for us. Rodney?"
"Oh, okay," he started. He sat up straight, and all attention went to him, "Well, we're in Celadon City for a reason. There is a rumor that there is a secret base of Team Rocket underneath the Celadon City Game Corner."
"And?" Amber Lynn asked him.
"That's it," he answered, "that's all I know. I told Heather, and she says we should go there."
"Heather?" Amber Lynn asked me.
"Yes," I answered, "we will be going to the Celadon City Game Corner to see if we can find something out about Team Rocket. We'll leave in the morning. It will simply be a fact-finding mission. We'll go in, and try to learn all we can about what we're up against. As far as we know, there is no real force against Team Rocket out there. The Global Police are hunting for them, but they're not really trying. They can't get a lead on them. So it might be up to us."
Zak gasped jokingly.
Amber Lynn giggled.
"Any questions?" I asked them.
Gavin raised his hand.
"What if we actually find something," he asked, "like some Team Rocket goons or something."
"I hope we don't," I answered truthfully, "I don't want to get into any really big fights on our first mission."
Zak raised his hand.
"Yes Zak?" I asked him, preparing myself.
"Can I have a sandwich?" he asked with a puppy dog look on his face.
"Ooh," Amber Lynn spoke up, "me too."
"Sandwich, sandwich," Zak started chanting, "let's have a sandwich."
I smiled. Everyone else started laughing, except for Gavin. He was taking things very seriously, but still a smile found its way to his face.
"Okay, hold on," I interrupted, "right now, I want you all to hit the local gym and training centers. I want you to practice with each other. We'll go to the Game Corner in the morning. Master Six, it's almost time."
"Are we done," Zak asked.
"For now," I answered.
"Then let's go eat," he said jumping up on the bed, "sandwich! Sandwich!"
Rodney and Amber Lynn joined in her chanting. They all hoped off the bed, and they headed for the door still chanting. Lindsey got up and followed them out the door. She didn't join in with the chanting.
When they all left, Gavin looked at me.
"Shall we go eat Heather?" he smiled.
"Let's go Gavin," I sighed, "let's go eat."
My team.
My warriors.
The battle was about to begin.
Would they be ready?
