Master Six 2:
Truth and Consequences
Chapter 8
Specks woke with a groan.
And then a startle as he realized there was a beautiful girl looking down on him.
"Are you okay?" the...Goddess for lack of a better term asked.
"Um...um, yeah," Specks answered, captivated by her beauty, "Hey! Where's Psycho and Lindsey? Where am I, and of course, who are you?"
"My name is Miranda," the girl answered, "I don't know who you are talking about. All I know is that someone brought you in here and told me to take care of you till you woke up."
"Um...okay," Specks answered, "where are all my pokemon, and my backpack?"
"Your stuff is over here," she stood up and walked over to grab his pokeballs and backpack. Specks slid to the side of the cot he was resting on. He took the pokeballs and backpack from Miranda and put them on. He stood up.
"Where are we?" he asked trying to sound bold.
"We're in the laboratory," Miranda answered looking at Specks.
"Well...um...thanks for the help," Specks said. Man, she was beautiful, "But I have to go find my friends. Who knows what Dr. Lapier might do to them?"
"Dr. Lapier?" Miranda responded, "He's a nice man. Nothing like Dr. Carter."
"Who's Dr. Carter?" Specks asked forgetting about everything else but her.
"He's another scientist here," Miranda said, "he's not as nice as Dr. Lapier is all." "Okay," Specks said, "well I have to find my friends. But then, I also have a mission. Say, is there any place in the laboratories you could take me that would have records of this place or something?"
"There is the main file room I guess."
"Main file room? No way, that's perfect. Is it close?"
"Yeah, you want to go? Wait, why do you want to go?"
"Ahem," Specks started getting all dramatic, "madam, I am Specks of The Master Six. We are a team of pokemon warriors who battle the evils of Team Rocket. And we have come to Cinnabar Island to find out about of friend of ours. It would really help a lot if you could take me to this main file room."
"Wow, that would be so cool. Let's go, let's find your friend."
Alright, Specks thought, this is perfect. Maybe Lindsey's family worked here or something. This will be easy. Maybe I can find stuff about Team Rocket as well.
This is perfect.
* * * *
Zak "Psycho" Dackard was not in a good mood.
After Dr. Lapier had smashed Specks with something, Dr. DeWhisple and Dr. Wander grabbed Psycho and Lindsey. Psycho broke free, but couldn't save Lindsey. She told him to run.
He ran.
And now he was hiding under a table in some room in some part of the lab under the Pokemon House. He was afraid, but he wouldn't let himself feel like that. He wasn't going to be afraid. That's not how Zak Dackard looked at life. Life was either humor, or adventure.
And this wasn't funny.
Psycho just crouched under a table somewhere like a coward. But no more.
He reached behind him to his back, and grabbed a hold of the Master Ball.
He held it out in front of him and just stared at it.
Mew.
The most powerful pokemon on Earth, and it was his partner.
It was almost a story he would read in comic books or something.
That's what The Master Six was to him, superheroes fighting the good fight.
And he was one of them.
Psycho always wanted to be a superhero.
Now he was one, he had a powerful weapon.
He will always remember the adventure he had searching for the pokemon that was thought to only be a myth. The legendary Mew. She saved Psycho's life, and then just stuck with him. He didn't know where Mew came from, or why the pokemon even bothered to save his unworthy life. But it happened, and Zak was a superhero and a warrior.
He had the strongest pokemon in the world.
He could have had anything.
They never talked about it.
Everyone had their weapons and powers, but everybody knew Psycho was the strongest.
He could win any pokemon battle.
He could get every badge known to man.
He could face the Elite Four.
In a matter of days he could become the best pokemon trainer in the world.
But he didn't.
He joined The Master Six.
And threw it all away.
They never talked about it. Why he threw it all away and joined the team. He never felt like telling anyone. It was his decision and he made it.
He didn't have any real grudge against Team Rocket, and that is what the team was when it was presented to him. He will always remember that time.
Four kids about his age offered him the chance to join a team of do- gooders and challenge the forces of evil. Or something like that.
He originally just brushed it off. He had plans back then. He had a Marsh Badge, and many more were on the way. He told these kids to give him a month or something and he would get back to them. Zak considered himself a nice guy; he didn't have the heart to just shut them out right away. So he told them to wait, and he would say no later.
Who cared about fighting evil when he could fight pokemon wannabes and become the best.
Then, heh, then he decided to go to the Safari Zone.
And turn his life around.
He was by himself, trying to catch a Kangaskhan or something.
What he found was a young girl, hiding in the weeds.
She was pretty, with long blonde hair.
She was really quiet, and the only thing she would say was her name.
Lindsey.
She was quiet, innocent, and pretty. She was also alone and very weak.
So, Zak took her in. He was nice to her, and she clung to him. Wherever he went, she went with him. He started to care for her. And that's when he realized he couldn't take care of her by himself.
Who was he to take care of a girl his own age with the attitude of a child?
He wasn't fit to handle that. What could he do with Lindsey? She wouldn't want to leave him, and he was pretty sure that he didn't really want to leave her.
Then that team. Those kids that wanted him to join to battle Team Rocket.
They could be like a family for Lindsey. They could help take care of her, and provide her with security. And then he could ya know, just hang out with them for a while, make sure Lindsey got along okay.
But it didn't turn out like that. He liked hanging with The Master Six. It became fun. And Lindsey too was having a good time. This was great.
Lindsey was his reason for joining The Master Six.
But nobody knew that, except for himself.
If anybody asked he told them he joined for the adventure.
He wanted to be a hero more than he wanted to be a top-notch pokemon trainer.
That was pretty much true. But the real reason was Lindsey.
And now here he was.
Crouching under a table hiding from the enemy.
He had the power. He had Mew.
Someone had Lindsey, somewhere.
And there would be no more cowardice.
He stood boldly, clutching his weapon.
No more.
* * * *
Lindsey was cold, and afraid.
And she was strapped to a table wearing a hospital gown.
And she found that she couldn't transform, let alone move.
She was afraid. Where was Zak?
They got captured when they confronted Dr. Lapier, and the two other scientists had taken her here and strapped her down. The room was like the one she was held in in Celadon City. It was dark and dank, and all sorts of lab gizmos were around. The scientists simply came in and trapped her. Now they were gone, and she was alone.
So alone.
Like before.
Before Zak.
Before The Master Six.
Before?
What was before Zak?
Who had she been?
What did she do?
All these questions. And yet, this here seemed familiar.
Cinnabar Island seems familiar. They came here to find out what she had to do with Cinnabar Island, or what it had to do with her. And now she was strapped down and trapped.
And alone.
And afraid.
And, oh yeah, she was cold too.
Whoever had captured her, they didn't seem to care that much about her health.
Then the door opened, and a tall man in a lab coat walked in. He had his face buried in a clipboard.
"I'm terribly sorry," he said, "about the temperature I mean. These lackeys are not very nice."
Lindsey just stared at him. She wasn't going to talk to him.
"Not saying anything?" he asked looking up from the clipboard. He had reddish hair that was balding on top. He looked unshaven, and had wiry glasses on his face. "That won't do. You have questions to answer."
Lindsey didn't say anything.
"Yes, perfect," he said moving next to her, "just give me a hard time. That is just what I want. Sigh, why are you doing this? Hmm? Sure we've got you trapped and everything, but come on. Can't you see that it's hopeless? We have you back, and we are not going to lose you this time."
Lindsey perked up a little with that.
"What, that gets your attention?" the scientist asked, "don't you remember your time here. Maybe you don't. Have you forgotten everything? How unfortunate. Well, I'm sure we'll help you remember. Now then, what are you referring to yourself know? Lindsey? Yes, hello Lindsey. I'm Doctor Henry Carter." He held out his hand.
Lindsey couldn't move, so she couldn't shake it. She wouldn't have anyway so the point is moot.
"Yes, Lindsey," Dr. Carter said looking at his clip board, "Lindsey? Hmm? Where did you get that name? Do you like it? Should I call you that? You know, heh, we used to call you Mewthree. What do you think about that? So what will it be? Lindsey? Mewthree?"
Lindsey didn't bother to answer. However, Mewthree? What was this?
"Or maybe, maybe I'll just call you daughter."
Lindsey looked at him.
Dr. Carter sneered.
* * * *
In a laboratory deep below the surface of the Earth, directly under the burned down Pokemon House, Dr. Lapier sat.
Alone with his thoughts.
Thoughts of the past, and what that past has done to his present.
Two years ago, Mewthree escaped and they lost track of her.
Now, now she has returned. And she has brought friends.
And somehow, in some way, she is connected to Heather.
Oh Heather. Heather, he didn't even know where to begin with Heather. He left her with his sister years ago, with the flute. He had no idea what became of her, only that he was sure that she would never find him here.
No, she had. But she wasn't here, was she? No, only three of them had shown up.
The two boys.
And Mewthree. Dr. Carter's "daughter".
They had her again, that was good.
But one of the boys got away. He was out there somewhere.
He would come.
Heather would come.
Malcolm Lapier knew it.
So he just sat.
They would want answers.
He would give them.
They would come.
Truth and Consequences
Chapter 8
Specks woke with a groan.
And then a startle as he realized there was a beautiful girl looking down on him.
"Are you okay?" the...Goddess for lack of a better term asked.
"Um...um, yeah," Specks answered, captivated by her beauty, "Hey! Where's Psycho and Lindsey? Where am I, and of course, who are you?"
"My name is Miranda," the girl answered, "I don't know who you are talking about. All I know is that someone brought you in here and told me to take care of you till you woke up."
"Um...okay," Specks answered, "where are all my pokemon, and my backpack?"
"Your stuff is over here," she stood up and walked over to grab his pokeballs and backpack. Specks slid to the side of the cot he was resting on. He took the pokeballs and backpack from Miranda and put them on. He stood up.
"Where are we?" he asked trying to sound bold.
"We're in the laboratory," Miranda answered looking at Specks.
"Well...um...thanks for the help," Specks said. Man, she was beautiful, "But I have to go find my friends. Who knows what Dr. Lapier might do to them?"
"Dr. Lapier?" Miranda responded, "He's a nice man. Nothing like Dr. Carter."
"Who's Dr. Carter?" Specks asked forgetting about everything else but her.
"He's another scientist here," Miranda said, "he's not as nice as Dr. Lapier is all." "Okay," Specks said, "well I have to find my friends. But then, I also have a mission. Say, is there any place in the laboratories you could take me that would have records of this place or something?"
"There is the main file room I guess."
"Main file room? No way, that's perfect. Is it close?"
"Yeah, you want to go? Wait, why do you want to go?"
"Ahem," Specks started getting all dramatic, "madam, I am Specks of The Master Six. We are a team of pokemon warriors who battle the evils of Team Rocket. And we have come to Cinnabar Island to find out about of friend of ours. It would really help a lot if you could take me to this main file room."
"Wow, that would be so cool. Let's go, let's find your friend."
Alright, Specks thought, this is perfect. Maybe Lindsey's family worked here or something. This will be easy. Maybe I can find stuff about Team Rocket as well.
This is perfect.
* * * *
Zak "Psycho" Dackard was not in a good mood.
After Dr. Lapier had smashed Specks with something, Dr. DeWhisple and Dr. Wander grabbed Psycho and Lindsey. Psycho broke free, but couldn't save Lindsey. She told him to run.
He ran.
And now he was hiding under a table in some room in some part of the lab under the Pokemon House. He was afraid, but he wouldn't let himself feel like that. He wasn't going to be afraid. That's not how Zak Dackard looked at life. Life was either humor, or adventure.
And this wasn't funny.
Psycho just crouched under a table somewhere like a coward. But no more.
He reached behind him to his back, and grabbed a hold of the Master Ball.
He held it out in front of him and just stared at it.
Mew.
The most powerful pokemon on Earth, and it was his partner.
It was almost a story he would read in comic books or something.
That's what The Master Six was to him, superheroes fighting the good fight.
And he was one of them.
Psycho always wanted to be a superhero.
Now he was one, he had a powerful weapon.
He will always remember the adventure he had searching for the pokemon that was thought to only be a myth. The legendary Mew. She saved Psycho's life, and then just stuck with him. He didn't know where Mew came from, or why the pokemon even bothered to save his unworthy life. But it happened, and Zak was a superhero and a warrior.
He had the strongest pokemon in the world.
He could have had anything.
They never talked about it.
Everyone had their weapons and powers, but everybody knew Psycho was the strongest.
He could win any pokemon battle.
He could get every badge known to man.
He could face the Elite Four.
In a matter of days he could become the best pokemon trainer in the world.
But he didn't.
He joined The Master Six.
And threw it all away.
They never talked about it. Why he threw it all away and joined the team. He never felt like telling anyone. It was his decision and he made it.
He didn't have any real grudge against Team Rocket, and that is what the team was when it was presented to him. He will always remember that time.
Four kids about his age offered him the chance to join a team of do- gooders and challenge the forces of evil. Or something like that.
He originally just brushed it off. He had plans back then. He had a Marsh Badge, and many more were on the way. He told these kids to give him a month or something and he would get back to them. Zak considered himself a nice guy; he didn't have the heart to just shut them out right away. So he told them to wait, and he would say no later.
Who cared about fighting evil when he could fight pokemon wannabes and become the best.
Then, heh, then he decided to go to the Safari Zone.
And turn his life around.
He was by himself, trying to catch a Kangaskhan or something.
What he found was a young girl, hiding in the weeds.
She was pretty, with long blonde hair.
She was really quiet, and the only thing she would say was her name.
Lindsey.
She was quiet, innocent, and pretty. She was also alone and very weak.
So, Zak took her in. He was nice to her, and she clung to him. Wherever he went, she went with him. He started to care for her. And that's when he realized he couldn't take care of her by himself.
Who was he to take care of a girl his own age with the attitude of a child?
He wasn't fit to handle that. What could he do with Lindsey? She wouldn't want to leave him, and he was pretty sure that he didn't really want to leave her.
Then that team. Those kids that wanted him to join to battle Team Rocket.
They could be like a family for Lindsey. They could help take care of her, and provide her with security. And then he could ya know, just hang out with them for a while, make sure Lindsey got along okay.
But it didn't turn out like that. He liked hanging with The Master Six. It became fun. And Lindsey too was having a good time. This was great.
Lindsey was his reason for joining The Master Six.
But nobody knew that, except for himself.
If anybody asked he told them he joined for the adventure.
He wanted to be a hero more than he wanted to be a top-notch pokemon trainer.
That was pretty much true. But the real reason was Lindsey.
And now here he was.
Crouching under a table hiding from the enemy.
He had the power. He had Mew.
Someone had Lindsey, somewhere.
And there would be no more cowardice.
He stood boldly, clutching his weapon.
No more.
* * * *
Lindsey was cold, and afraid.
And she was strapped to a table wearing a hospital gown.
And she found that she couldn't transform, let alone move.
She was afraid. Where was Zak?
They got captured when they confronted Dr. Lapier, and the two other scientists had taken her here and strapped her down. The room was like the one she was held in in Celadon City. It was dark and dank, and all sorts of lab gizmos were around. The scientists simply came in and trapped her. Now they were gone, and she was alone.
So alone.
Like before.
Before Zak.
Before The Master Six.
Before?
What was before Zak?
Who had she been?
What did she do?
All these questions. And yet, this here seemed familiar.
Cinnabar Island seems familiar. They came here to find out what she had to do with Cinnabar Island, or what it had to do with her. And now she was strapped down and trapped.
And alone.
And afraid.
And, oh yeah, she was cold too.
Whoever had captured her, they didn't seem to care that much about her health.
Then the door opened, and a tall man in a lab coat walked in. He had his face buried in a clipboard.
"I'm terribly sorry," he said, "about the temperature I mean. These lackeys are not very nice."
Lindsey just stared at him. She wasn't going to talk to him.
"Not saying anything?" he asked looking up from the clipboard. He had reddish hair that was balding on top. He looked unshaven, and had wiry glasses on his face. "That won't do. You have questions to answer."
Lindsey didn't say anything.
"Yes, perfect," he said moving next to her, "just give me a hard time. That is just what I want. Sigh, why are you doing this? Hmm? Sure we've got you trapped and everything, but come on. Can't you see that it's hopeless? We have you back, and we are not going to lose you this time."
Lindsey perked up a little with that.
"What, that gets your attention?" the scientist asked, "don't you remember your time here. Maybe you don't. Have you forgotten everything? How unfortunate. Well, I'm sure we'll help you remember. Now then, what are you referring to yourself know? Lindsey? Yes, hello Lindsey. I'm Doctor Henry Carter." He held out his hand.
Lindsey couldn't move, so she couldn't shake it. She wouldn't have anyway so the point is moot.
"Yes, Lindsey," Dr. Carter said looking at his clip board, "Lindsey? Hmm? Where did you get that name? Do you like it? Should I call you that? You know, heh, we used to call you Mewthree. What do you think about that? So what will it be? Lindsey? Mewthree?"
Lindsey didn't bother to answer. However, Mewthree? What was this?
"Or maybe, maybe I'll just call you daughter."
Lindsey looked at him.
Dr. Carter sneered.
* * * *
In a laboratory deep below the surface of the Earth, directly under the burned down Pokemon House, Dr. Lapier sat.
Alone with his thoughts.
Thoughts of the past, and what that past has done to his present.
Two years ago, Mewthree escaped and they lost track of her.
Now, now she has returned. And she has brought friends.
And somehow, in some way, she is connected to Heather.
Oh Heather. Heather, he didn't even know where to begin with Heather. He left her with his sister years ago, with the flute. He had no idea what became of her, only that he was sure that she would never find him here.
No, she had. But she wasn't here, was she? No, only three of them had shown up.
The two boys.
And Mewthree. Dr. Carter's "daughter".
They had her again, that was good.
But one of the boys got away. He was out there somewhere.
He would come.
Heather would come.
Malcolm Lapier knew it.
So he just sat.
They would want answers.
He would give them.
They would come.
