Please Read and Review this! From the reviews, I take it some of you are Umbreon fans! Yay! Last chapter had Promise getting nailed by a tranquilizer, and Strange One making new allies. Oh, and I'm starting to wind up to the climax, and I need ideas! Yeek!
I don't own Pokemon. Thank you.
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Fire, Grass, Water, Electric...the labs seemed to have no end. And a shiver that constantly ran up his spine told Strange One that the humans were closing in. Gritting his teeth, he let his eyes wander up to the feather, still safely behind his ear. Every once in a while, it would glow with the blue Ice energy. Sometimes he would glow with it.
Besides his task of liberating, Strange One still wasn't so sure how he was going to bring this place down permanently. Not just fire or flood, because the humans would just rebuild.
This needed to be something incredibly cataclysmic.
Pushing his way into another laboratory room, he halted, losing his train of thought. This room had no cages. Just a tall table, the ends of which turned upwards. Scrambling up onto the table (he had some assistance from the others), he suddenly felt heat and light on his face.
Recoiling slightly, Strange One managed to squint at the contents of the table. A female Nidoran scrambled up beside him, and made a hissing noise.
Eggs! So this is what they do to our children!
It was like some kind of grisly buffet. Each egg was carefully separated from its fellows, and by the coloration of shells, they were also neatly sorted by specie. The lights beat down on the eggs, providing heat that should have come naturally from a nesting mother. Strange One scowled.
We have to get them out of here, he said finally.
Carefully, one by one, the eggs were lowered down to waiting followers. There were several Chanseys in the group, and they proved to be a great help. A half-grown Khangaskhan with no child of its own yet also managed to nestle half a dozen eggs in its pouch. Others who were able carried eggs in their forepaws. Others formed teams, carrying a group of eggs as a collective. Strange One held an egg that he found to be yellow with black stripes. Carrying the egg meant he would have to run on his hind legs, but it was better than abandoning the egg.
A Bulbasaur with yellow eyes entered the room.
We've got good news-and bad news...The good news is, this is the last room. The bad news, the humans are storming!
This announcement almost caused mass panic, which would have been disastrous considering where they were. As it was, the volume level in the room increased by nearly tenfold. Strange One found himself jostled every which way as milling shapes shuffled uneasily. Lifting his charge high over his head, he yelled so loudly that it made the very air around him crackle with electricity.
"PIIIKA!!"
All activity in the room immediately stopped. All eyes turned towards him and he swallowed slightly. He wasn't used to taking leadership positions all the time; back at home he had left that duty to Tall One.
Tall One. With a lump in his throat, the sudden memory of what he had left behind nearly made him keel over right there. Shaking his head, he reminded himself that there was no use sobbing over what had happened. All he could do now was help here, and now.
Listen up! If those humans catch us in this building, we're done for. We have to get out of here, and quickly. Don't leave a single egg behind!
A tiny baby Squirtle pulled on Strange One's tail gently as he gently deposited his egg with the Khangaskhan.
What `bout you? it squeaked. You coming?
Strange One nodded. I'm coming too!
Just then, the door slammed open.
The trackers had arrived.
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Tumble sat up suddenly, breathing hard. Gulping for air, he suddenly gave voice to a shrill yelp that stung all the others into wakefulness.
"Pikapi!"
Tall One's ears stood up straight as she stared at Tumble. With a concerned look on her face, she strode over to him, giving comfort to the others as she did so.
No worries, go back to sleep.
Several grumbles and murmurs of agreement met her words, and soon the family settled down and slept peacefully once more. All except two.
Tumble sat down hard, leaning on Tall One for support. I had a bad dream, he muttered absent-mindedly. One ear drooped along his back as he blinked back rings under his eyes.
Oh? Of what? Not monsters again? Tall One smiled gently as she stroked the little one's head.
The young one shook his head. No, he croaked in a quiet voice. Sniffle. It was a dark place. Kind of like the cage, only bigger. And there were others there...something was wrong with them all, and they wanted to get out.
Tall One nodded slowly, patiently accepting the vagueness. Was that all?
No. Again, Tumble's voice was strangely quiet. No...There were bad people-humans-that were trying to get at them-and-Strange One was with the others!
Tall One swallowed hard. Strange One's at the lab...
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Promise opened his eyes slowly as the sedative's effect slowly wore off. He shook his head, and an intense wave of dizziness caused him to quickly stop. The world was still spinning and fuzzy. Slowly, he levered himself upright, feeling as wobbly and unsteady as a newborn. He couldn't stop blinking, and his ears flatly refused to stand up. He took a steady, slow breath, and the world stopped spinning a little.
So, the sleeping beauty's awake.
The voice sounded hardly welcoming, and slightly sarcastic. A Jolteon (nothing else could be that yellow and spiky in an Eevee settlement) sat up, staring Promise in the eye. The Jolteon smirked. Don't try any tricks now. Though you don't look that tough for an evil type.
Even though he was weak, Promise couldn't help but groan. When are you fanatics going to learn? Dark type! Dark is not a synonym for evil!
Whatever. The Jolteon turned away, and barked loudly.
Promise sighed. Now he was in for it.
Sure enough, three others, a Flareon, Jolteon and Vaporeon answered the summons. All three of them were males, larger than normal. From the way they carried themselves, they seemed to be authorities of some sort. None of them looked very happy at the appearance of an Umbreon in their midst.
The large Jolteon looked sharply to his left at the one who had been on guard. You may leave. Promise wasn't exactly sad to see his cynical companion leave.
With that finished, all three turned towards the Umbreon, who flinched at the triple glare of daggers. He could almost feel the tension in the air.
The Flareon spoke first. His questions were very direct. Who are you and why did you come here?
Promise realized his encounter before he passed out had not been the most informative way to communicate. So he spoke now. My name is Promise. I came for help-but not for myself. For a friend.
The Vaporeon spoke next. Promise, eh? You once lived here, did you not?
Its true that I once lived here sir, but I left-
-after you evolved, the Vaporeon nodded. Why?
Promise swallowed hard. They were leading him away from his ask for help, and bombarding him with personal attacks. He sat up slightly. If you pardon me for being so abrupt, sirs, the help I ask for is quite urgent-
The Jolteon's hackles rose. Your elder asked you a question, Dark one. Why did you leave?
Promise sighed. Shame, sir.
Before they could interrogate him further, a new voice rang out.
Stop this at once!
Promise's legs nearly turned to jello. He recognized that voice.
An Espeon arrived, running so smoothly over the ground it was like she were gliding. She halted, coming between the three leaders and Promise.
Can't you see he's wounded? And here you are, treating him like a prisoner, asking him so many irrelevant questions! Is he not of Eevee's blood? Is he not entitled to stay here without being persecuted?
The three leaders looked angry, but nodded quietly at the Espeon's request. Quietly they turned and retreated.
Honestly, the barbarians... the Espeon turned to Promise. You're in a bit of bad shape. Nothing a good sun won't fix, though.
Almost as soon as she spoke, a shaft of sunlight suddenly shot from above, illuminating them both like a spotlight. Promise, whose legs had finally buckled again, laid stunned with his chin on the ground. Opening one red eye, he looked up at the Espeon.
Solei!
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Please Read and Review this! I've got some artwork for this that I'm gonna try and post eventually. BTW, if anybody else wants some Pokemon artwork, I could try a few requests!
I don't own Pokemon. Thank you.
*****
Fire, Grass, Water, Electric...the labs seemed to have no end. And a shiver that constantly ran up his spine told Strange One that the humans were closing in. Gritting his teeth, he let his eyes wander up to the feather, still safely behind his ear. Every once in a while, it would glow with the blue Ice energy. Sometimes he would glow with it.
Besides his task of liberating, Strange One still wasn't so sure how he was going to bring this place down permanently. Not just fire or flood, because the humans would just rebuild.
This needed to be something incredibly cataclysmic.
Pushing his way into another laboratory room, he halted, losing his train of thought. This room had no cages. Just a tall table, the ends of which turned upwards. Scrambling up onto the table (he had some assistance from the others), he suddenly felt heat and light on his face.
Recoiling slightly, Strange One managed to squint at the contents of the table. A female Nidoran scrambled up beside him, and made a hissing noise.
Eggs! So this is what they do to our children!
It was like some kind of grisly buffet. Each egg was carefully separated from its fellows, and by the coloration of shells, they were also neatly sorted by specie. The lights beat down on the eggs, providing heat that should have come naturally from a nesting mother. Strange One scowled.
We have to get them out of here, he said finally.
Carefully, one by one, the eggs were lowered down to waiting followers. There were several Chanseys in the group, and they proved to be a great help. A half-grown Khangaskhan with no child of its own yet also managed to nestle half a dozen eggs in its pouch. Others who were able carried eggs in their forepaws. Others formed teams, carrying a group of eggs as a collective. Strange One held an egg that he found to be yellow with black stripes. Carrying the egg meant he would have to run on his hind legs, but it was better than abandoning the egg.
A Bulbasaur with yellow eyes entered the room.
We've got good news-and bad news...The good news is, this is the last room. The bad news, the humans are storming!
This announcement almost caused mass panic, which would have been disastrous considering where they were. As it was, the volume level in the room increased by nearly tenfold. Strange One found himself jostled every which way as milling shapes shuffled uneasily. Lifting his charge high over his head, he yelled so loudly that it made the very air around him crackle with electricity.
"PIIIKA!!"
All activity in the room immediately stopped. All eyes turned towards him and he swallowed slightly. He wasn't used to taking leadership positions all the time; back at home he had left that duty to Tall One.
Tall One. With a lump in his throat, the sudden memory of what he had left behind nearly made him keel over right there. Shaking his head, he reminded himself that there was no use sobbing over what had happened. All he could do now was help here, and now.
Listen up! If those humans catch us in this building, we're done for. We have to get out of here, and quickly. Don't leave a single egg behind!
A tiny baby Squirtle pulled on Strange One's tail gently as he gently deposited his egg with the Khangaskhan.
What `bout you? it squeaked. You coming?
Strange One nodded. I'm coming too!
Just then, the door slammed open.
The trackers had arrived.
*****
Tumble sat up suddenly, breathing hard. Gulping for air, he suddenly gave voice to a shrill yelp that stung all the others into wakefulness.
"Pikapi!"
Tall One's ears stood up straight as she stared at Tumble. With a concerned look on her face, she strode over to him, giving comfort to the others as she did so.
No worries, go back to sleep.
Several grumbles and murmurs of agreement met her words, and soon the family settled down and slept peacefully once more. All except two.
Tumble sat down hard, leaning on Tall One for support. I had a bad dream, he muttered absent-mindedly. One ear drooped along his back as he blinked back rings under his eyes.
Oh? Of what? Not monsters again? Tall One smiled gently as she stroked the little one's head.
The young one shook his head. No, he croaked in a quiet voice. Sniffle. It was a dark place. Kind of like the cage, only bigger. And there were others there...something was wrong with them all, and they wanted to get out.
Tall One nodded slowly, patiently accepting the vagueness. Was that all?
No. Again, Tumble's voice was strangely quiet. No...There were bad people-humans-that were trying to get at them-and-Strange One was with the others!
Tall One swallowed hard. Strange One's at the lab...
*****
Promise opened his eyes slowly as the sedative's effect slowly wore off. He shook his head, and an intense wave of dizziness caused him to quickly stop. The world was still spinning and fuzzy. Slowly, he levered himself upright, feeling as wobbly and unsteady as a newborn. He couldn't stop blinking, and his ears flatly refused to stand up. He took a steady, slow breath, and the world stopped spinning a little.
So, the sleeping beauty's awake.
The voice sounded hardly welcoming, and slightly sarcastic. A Jolteon (nothing else could be that yellow and spiky in an Eevee settlement) sat up, staring Promise in the eye. The Jolteon smirked. Don't try any tricks now. Though you don't look that tough for an evil type.
Even though he was weak, Promise couldn't help but groan. When are you fanatics going to learn? Dark type! Dark is not a synonym for evil!
Whatever. The Jolteon turned away, and barked loudly.
Promise sighed. Now he was in for it.
Sure enough, three others, a Flareon, Jolteon and Vaporeon answered the summons. All three of them were males, larger than normal. From the way they carried themselves, they seemed to be authorities of some sort. None of them looked very happy at the appearance of an Umbreon in their midst.
The large Jolteon looked sharply to his left at the one who had been on guard. You may leave. Promise wasn't exactly sad to see his cynical companion leave.
With that finished, all three turned towards the Umbreon, who flinched at the triple glare of daggers. He could almost feel the tension in the air.
The Flareon spoke first. His questions were very direct. Who are you and why did you come here?
Promise realized his encounter before he passed out had not been the most informative way to communicate. So he spoke now. My name is Promise. I came for help-but not for myself. For a friend.
The Vaporeon spoke next. Promise, eh? You once lived here, did you not?
Its true that I once lived here sir, but I left-
-after you evolved, the Vaporeon nodded. Why?
Promise swallowed hard. They were leading him away from his ask for help, and bombarding him with personal attacks. He sat up slightly. If you pardon me for being so abrupt, sirs, the help I ask for is quite urgent-
The Jolteon's hackles rose. Your elder asked you a question, Dark one. Why did you leave?
Promise sighed. Shame, sir.
Before they could interrogate him further, a new voice rang out.
Stop this at once!
Promise's legs nearly turned to jello. He recognized that voice.
An Espeon arrived, running so smoothly over the ground it was like she were gliding. She halted, coming between the three leaders and Promise.
Can't you see he's wounded? And here you are, treating him like a prisoner, asking him so many irrelevant questions! Is he not of Eevee's blood? Is he not entitled to stay here without being persecuted?
The three leaders looked angry, but nodded quietly at the Espeon's request. Quietly they turned and retreated.
Honestly, the barbarians... the Espeon turned to Promise. You're in a bit of bad shape. Nothing a good sun won't fix, though.
Almost as soon as she spoke, a shaft of sunlight suddenly shot from above, illuminating them both like a spotlight. Promise, whose legs had finally buckled again, laid stunned with his chin on the ground. Opening one red eye, he looked up at the Espeon.
Solei!
*****
Please Read and Review this! I've got some artwork for this that I'm gonna try and post eventually. BTW, if anybody else wants some Pokemon artwork, I could try a few requests!