Ah, the second chapter of The Quest for Power. I've been thinking about this one for a while, but I didn't exactly know how to work it. I think I do now…anyway, thank you for reviewing the first chapter! I really appreciate the comments! And now…to the fic!! Oh, I love my tea…
Dragoli is a Baby Dragon Pokémon. Its scales are tough as armor, creating a chain mail over the creature's entire body. It is nearly impossible to penetrate this defense. This Pokémon comes in a variety of types and colors, ranging from the flame red Volcano Dragoli to the electric yellow Lightning Dragoli. At level fifteen a Dragoli will evolve into a Dragonet.
For the second time that day a trainer walked down Sunflower Alley, trekking toward Rose Town. It was growing late, the sun dipping down toward the horizon and creating a fiery rainbow in the sky. Amana smiled a bit at the sunset colors, looking down at her Dragoli's shimmering ruby scales. She could see herself reflected in the scales, her deep cobalt blue eyes half closed in relaxation.
BurningSky looked up at her trainer. The girl smiled down at the baby dragon, who grinned back at her.
"Draie?" the Dragoli asked. Amana nodded a bit.
"Yeah, I'm all right," she said. BurningSky nodded, yet she continued to gaze at her trainer. "What is it, Sky?"
"Draie, draiego golili draieli," the hatchling said.
"What'll happen when the big fire goes out?" Amana repeated, a bit confused. Looking up, she saw that the sun was just beginning to lower itself past the horizon, the colors fading from the sky. She beamed as she caught her Pokémon's meaning.
"It'll get dark, and there will be lots of stars out," she replied.
"Go?" BurningSky asked, cocking her head. Her trainer lifted her arms over her head, the Dragoli still held gently between her hands. The creature looked at the sun, then her eyes followed the blaze of colors into the vast expanse above. First there were the darkening reds that came from the yellow-red fireball. Next were the autumn oranges and the golden yellows. Following was a strip of lavender, soft and creamy, and then the cool navy that stretched and darkened across the eastern sky, fading to the utmost blue-black with its shimmering stars, glittering like tiny snowflakes in the velvety darkness.
"See? Those little shining dots are the stars," Amana murmured, caught in the beauty of the moment
"Draiegoli…" BurningSky whispered reverently.
"Yeah, it is beautiful," Amana agreed quietly. They watched for a few minutes longer, their sights fixed on the edge of the blue and lilac as it crept ever onward toward the horizon. Both wished the moment would last forever.
Funny, isn't it, how in seconds the peace can be shattered.
A piercing, inhuman shriek broke the calm of the world. Startled, the girl released BurningSky, the tiny dragon falling the short way down to Amana's head. She lay clutching her trainer's dusky red hair, cerulean eyes wide in fear.
"What was that!?" the girl cried, looking around hurriedly for the source of the sound. A whip cracked farther down the trail, followed by another quivering wail. In seconds Amana was racing forward, heading again toward Rose Town, but now another goal was in mind. Neither one noticed the heavy black clouds filling the sky, or the wind that had begun shaking the sunflowers all around them. Their attention was fixed on the shrieks coming from just beyond the next rise. As Amana reached the top of the hill she stopped dead, staring down at the scene before them.
A boy, no older than she was, was mercilessly whipping a badly injured Vaporeon. A large Chikorita beside him was aiding its master, sending flurries of Razor Leaves toward the wounded Pokémon. With each lash of the whip searing across its body the Vaporeon screeched to the heavens, begging for help from the gods, help that would never come from them.
"HEY, YOU!!" Amana yelled. The boy turned toward her as she raced down the incline toward him, BurningSky still firmly attached to her head. "What do you think you're doing!?"
"Whipping this worthless Vaporeon into shape," he told her, cracking the whip on the ground at the girl's feet. She didn't even flinch.
"I know you," she growled. "You're that jerk from school, Drake." He sneered at her.
"And you're that twit Amana," he replied snidely. "Listen, I don't have time for worthless girls. I've got business to take care of." With that he turned and brought the whip over his head, then brought it down to strike the defenseless water type. Yet his whip never came down. Instead it grew taught, then was pulled from his hands. Looking back he saw Amana, now staring at him with narrowed eyes as she twisted the bullwhip in her hands.
"Don't you touch that Vaporeon again," she snarled. He glowered at her, then sneered.
"Chikorita, Razor Leaf!" he called. The grass type whirled its leaf around and around, sending a storm of leaves at the new trainer. But for some reason she didn't look worried…a blast of flame came from above her, incinerating the leaves. Looking up, Drake and his Pokémon caught sight of BurningSky hovering over her trainer's head, flames licking her tiny jaws as she prepared another Flame Wheel.
"I suggest leaving," Amana sneered. Drake again glared at her, then took off down the path toward Lily Valley. With a faint smirk playing across her face, she watched him go. Then she tossed the whip into the air. Another Flame Wheel blazed through the darkening area, burning the instrument to a mere string. As it hit the ground the girl sneered again, kicking it into the flowers. Then she looked over at the Pokémon.
It seemed young for a Vaporeon. Maybe only five years old in human standards, which was quite young for the strong water type. But its injuries couldn't be ignored. The whip marks almost seemed to glow in the near darkness, glistening scarlet lines on the dry fur of the Pokémon. A few of the Razor Leaves were still embedded in the Vaporeon's side, trickles of red stemming from them. Fatigue was evident on the Pokémon's face, as well as the intense pain it was feeling.
Gingerly Amana reached out, tenderly pulling the sharpened leaves from the creature's skin. It yelped softly as each was removed, but calmed as the pain subsided with the last one's elimination. The girl then placed her hand on the Vaporeon's cheek, lightly rubbing the soft fur there. It looked at her through a slightly opened eye, watching as the Dragoli again landed on the girl's head.
"Draie?" BurningSky asked as Amana pulled a Pokéball from her belt.
"Yeah, I'm afraid we'll have to capture it," she muttered. She placed the red and white sphere beside the Vaporeon, listening to the thunder rumble in the sky. A drop of rain fell onto the ball's surface, rippling very slightly in the gentle breeze. Amana quickly reached up and pulled BurningSky off of her head, tucking the little Pokémon into her jacket. The Vaporeon watched her the entire time, wondering, debating, deciding. Then, weakly, it extended a paw and touched the tiny white spot on the dual-tone sphere. Instantly the creature was converted to a translucent rose energy which was quickly absorbed by the Pokéball. It shook once, then again, and a final time before the small red light on the button faded. The Pokéball remained still.
"Li!?" the Dragoli asked, concerned.
"It's all right, Sky," Amana assured the hatchling as the rain began to fall harder. Reaching out she took the ball and clipped it to her belt. "The Vaporeon will be okay once we get it to a Pokémon Center." The rain was coming in torrents, sending the pair down the path at an incredible rate. The girl wished she could better protect her fire dragon, but she couldn't afford to stop. There was too little time. She rushed forward, hoping against hope that everything would turn out all right.
Bwa-ha!! Another chapter!! Can you tell I enjoy being evil? Well, I ENJOY BEING EVIL!! *cackles* Anyway, I'll probably be uploading another chapter soon, and another chapter of the Quest for Knowledge will be up in a matter of time. I've got the start of it, so now I just need a continuation…anyway, it'll be up. Soon. Hopefully…don't forget to review! And, if you'd like, send me an E-mail at lightningbeacon@aol.com. I love E-mails…bye for now!
