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~Neon Orange~= Wade's thoughts. %Neon Aqua%= Brian's thoughts. [Neon Peach]=Pokemon Translations.
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The blonde pair walked all day, encountering only one other trainer, which Wade easily beat. The sky darkened, and the sun plunged off the horizon, leaving nothing but the starry sky as they continue walking, too stubborn to stop walking until they at least reach some form of half way point. Brian, still only having two pokemon sighed boredly on many occasions, not a large one for walking and seeing the same repetitive brush of grass. But because of their daylong walk, they were too fatigued to see the moonlight catch on a particularly large web, too fatigued to see their upcoming troubles before it was too late. So they kept walking in the straight line, right into the Spinarak's web. So here they are now, Trapped in the sinister Spinarak's web, trying to reach for their pokeballs, but stuck in the sticky web and just out of reach. The winter-colored Spinarak itself is just sitting in the corner of the web, waiting for its hunger to kick in. Unlike most Spinarak, this one's body is nearly see-through, looking like a mixture of ice, and frozen moonlight.
Brian continually struggles to grab his pokeballs, his finger only an inch away from the buttons, but that inch still painfully far. Brian blinks, getting an idea, not a very plausible one, but an idea all the same. His right leg was still free of the Spinarak's web, he stretches his leg over to Wade's waist, careful to not knock the pokeballs off of his belt, and softly tapped the activation button on the pokeball, Hoothoot exploding out of the Pokeball free from the web. Wade being the proud, strong jock, struggled too much, too quickly in the beginning of the capture and had already fallen asleep, drained of energy.
"Listen here Hoothoot! You have to peck at the web around me; Wade is a bit. unable to do anything so it'd be pointless to free him first. It'd waste valuable time. Hurry!" Brian orders, nervously watching as the Spinarak comes towards Wade and him, the bug obviously realizing the prey is about to be freed. The owl quickly frees Brian, and quickly starts cutting the web around Wade, Brian stepping back and pulling out the pokeball containing Blaze. Releasing the fire pokemon, he gets an evil grin on his face, "Blaze! Ember!"
Fire lights up the air around them, flying straight for the poor little bug, hitting it directly in the abdomen causing it to fall off it's own web, screeching in pain. "Again!" More fire erupted from the fox's mouth, and more screeching echoes as an effect. "Teehee! Booyaka! I'm gonna catch you Spinarak!" Brian tosses a pokeball at the Spinarak, watching it make the ball sway from side to side, fighting to be free from the enclosed sphere. All in vain, after three large attempts to break free, the pokemon stays in the ball. "Booyaka!" with that small cry of euphoria, Brian quickly grabs the ball, names the pokemon "Arachnia", a pathetic name, but the only one he could come up with. He hides the pokeball in his pocket before Wade could wake up, planning on having a bit of.amusement when Wade realizes how many pokemon Brian has. He walks towards his sleeping friend, kneeling next to the Hoothoot at Wade's side.
"Wade, sleep isn't becoming of you, you don't look angelic when you sleep you look weak." Brian coldly mutters to himself, softly slapping Wade's face, watching his eyes quickly burst open. "Well well, it would appear that sleeping beauty has finally woken up. Have a good sleep?" Blaze boredly comes over and sits next to Brian, his cinnamon tails swaying in the soft breeze.
"What happened to the Spinarak, and why is Hoothoot out?" Wade says groggily, still half asleep.
"What Spinarak? When you fell down asleep your pokeball went off and Hoothoot appeared. I guess you must have had a bad dream." Brian says, a grin on his face. "But you're awake now. Let's go and make our way to Violet." The two trainers recall their pokemon, and start walking towards Violet town, one of them ignorant of the other's plot.
As they continue walking, and the sun creeps higher into the sky, making it shift from Red, pink and orange to a brilliantly cheery blue, they hear a quiet song blowing on the wind. The song itself sounding solemn, and almost religious, but devoid of any words beyond. 'Bellsprout'? Brian stops in his tracks, listening intently to the song, a grin dancing on his features.
"Wade! Wade! Can you please follow me? Please?" Brian nearly begs his whole body lit up with euphoric glee.
"What? Oh, of course!" Wade responds, sounding far too sugary and happy.
But, naïve Brian doesn't pick up the falsified sugar, and with a quick chirpy "Kay!" he runs out of the track, running through deep snow, his black shoes getting snow in them but him not really caring as he runs towards the melody, the solemn tone becoming louder and louder.
"No more dealing with that wimp! I'm going to be the champion!" With that comment, Wade doesn't run after Brian. But instead, like the good little self-obsessed jock he is, he sprints in the direction of Violet, eager to become self contained and all-powerful.
Blindly believing Wade's behind him, Brian pulls out his mini- computer, trying to understand the lyrics that the Bellsprout's singing, but even the mini-computer doesn't understand the song. As Brian rushes towards the clearing he slows down, careful to not disrupt the Bellsprout until their song ends. He peeks through the grasses, seeing the winter- colorized Bellsprout standing alone, stabbing the ground with his roots, and then shooting seeds into the holes, the snow swept away from where he stands. As his song finishes, he stops seeding, standing alone in the center of the freshly seeded area, now rooting himself into the ground to absorb some moisture. The Bellsprout looks like a frozen bolt of ice, instead of its usual brown, yellow and green coloring, its bell like head is a pale powder blue color, its body a snow-white and it's leaves a silvery blue, making them look iced over. Brian quickly realizes that this is his one chance; he releases his Vulpix, not yet willing to release his secret pokemon.
The only non-winterized pokemon in his collection prowls silently throughout the brush, creeping behind the Bellsprout. Then when it deemed to be the right time leaping out of its grassy hiding places, pouncing on the thin, deeply rooted grass pokemon. "Blaze. You know what to do!"
And the fire pokemon did indeed know what to do, launching flames at the thin plant. "Ahh, type advantages, could things be any better?" Without further ado, Brian threw one of the pokeballs, a proud grin dancing on his pale features. The Bellsprout under Blaze disappears in a crimson glow, only to reappear after a few seconds; the empty pokeball then hovers and returns back to Brian. "Feisty. Let's try this again Blaze!" Blaze blandly launches another shot of fire, knowing full to well that the fire is devastating for the grass offender. Brian retries the capture, throwing the pokeball at the Bellsprout, crossing his pale, black glove-covered fingers in a vain attempt to modify luck.
The Bellsprout stayed in a little longer this time, coming close to the three-second limit, but bursting out all the same. Yet again, the used pokeball returns to Brian, who now gets a determined, almost pitiful, look on his face. "Blaze! Again!" The Vulpix, tired of using Ember predictably, leaps quickly, nearly disappearing and uses its bite attack, gnawing on the stick-like stem quickly. "Third luck better be the charm!" Brian dropkicks the ball, sending it flying at the Bellsprout. "Stay this time! STAY!" Brian amusedly demands from the pokemon, each of his ten fingers crossed, and the statement 'third luck is the charm' rang true, the Bellsprout remains in the pokeball.
"Yes. Now I have four pokemon to Wade's three! But.where did Wade go?" No, I didn't forget to mention to what Wade was doing as Brian battled the Bellsprout, Wade just wasn't there. "Wade?" Brian stands up, picking up his pokeball, naming the Bellsprout 'Ice Bell' and deciding to leave Vulpix out. "Let's go find him. I'm sure he couldn't have gotten far." Brian quickly retraces his steps, the Fox pokemon staying on top of the snow as they quickly run towards the path where they left Wade. As they bound out of the bushy grass they see the path to Violet. Deserted.
"Wade?" Brian's voice sounds worried, and almost childish. "Blaze? Let's keep running? Maybe he thought we left him and is trying to find us further up the path?" %Yeah, real likely you baka, he left you! You are going to have to go solo, even if it means ignoring traditions and culture! %
"Vul, Pix Vul! Pix pix Vullllp!" Blaze drawls, Brian quickly translates with his mini-computer. [Idiot, he left you! His scent and footsteps shows that he ran!]
"It's not my fault. I didn't expect Wade to be so rude. But there is one way we can go solo while following traditions, but either way we have to catch up with him." Brian comments, remembering reading how most fire type pokemon were hot heads.
"Vul vul. Pix Vulp, Vul Pix pix Vul!" Blaze's drawling voice comments, being translated immediately after. [Fine fine. We'll do what you want, but don't be too pathetic!]
"Way to be sweet and caring about my feelings, great to see you care!" Brian jokingly comments back, starting to jog quickly towards Violet town, the sky becoming increasingly blue as they run further and further.
"Vulpix." [Whatever.] Quickly running after Brian, both of them run following the curving path, Footsteps becoming increasingly freash as they run non-stop, and nearly silently, save Brian's panting later in the run.
"Remind . . . Me . . . To . . . Never . . . Run . . . After . . . Getting . . . No . . . Sleep." Brian pants, still running, pushing himself farther and farther, faster and faster, Blaze running just behind him, only now slowly, and softly panting. "Return." Within a blink, he returns his pokemon, still running, desire for certainty pushing him forewords. He isn't the type to give up, even if his body is screaming at him, his muscles ache, his breath runs from him, and his vision slowly clouds. Shaking his head he continues to run, a silhouette on the blindingly white trail coming into view. Renewed determination shoves Brian into over- drive, sending him to the peak of his limits, rocketing towards the shadowy form. And just like a bat out of hell, Brian leaps, crashing into the form, not even looking directly at it.
"How could you leave me just like that? You have no manners! No care for tradition! You're worthless! Fine! If you wish to leave this partnership, we have to have the ceremonial battle! And I'll SO make you PAY for your rudeness!" Brian speed talks, pushing himself off the form beneath him.
"Uhh.? Who the hell are you? I never met you let alone left you?" questions the stranger's voice, Brian blushing a deep crimson as he realized he just attacked the wrong person.
"Oh. Shit! I'm so sorry! I thought you were someone else, I've been running quickly hoping to catch up to them, so I thought you were them in the whole entire rage thing, and yeah. I'm really sorry!" Brian flopping down on the ground tired, embarrassed, and angry.
"Next time, don't pounce at people you don't know. Be careful in the future. I could have been a ravenous psycho!" The person pushes up off the ground, looking less and less like Wade now that Brian pays attention. For the obvious things, he has black hair, is taller then even Brian, and looks around seventeen or eighteen, and looks far more muscular then Wade.
"You sound to perky about the psycho bit. Are you sure you're not going to brutally murder me with a psychotic malice?" Brian grins, pretending to cower from the taller and older trainer.
"Well, it does sound like a fun idea . . . What's your name?"
"I knew it! You ARE a psychopath!"
"You crashed into me, the least you can do is tell me your name."
"Kill sport! My name's Brian, and I'm from Celadon. Oh! And presently I'm on a quest to MURDER my 'partner'" Comments Brian, the sarcasm on the word partner dripping dangerously. ((Okay! Spell check told me "I are from Celadon" is grammatically correct. Should I be scared?))
"Okay? My name's Scott! And I'm from Cinnabar, before it got destroyed, but my home right now is in Goldenrod!" Scott grinned, looking down at Brian, obviously standing at around 6'5.
"Do you have any pokemon like Tauros or Miltank that could like, make us catch up with Wade so I can kill him?"
"Yeah! I actually have a Rapidash! They were bred from my father's Rapidash, so they're pretty powerful."
"Cool! May I borrow it?" Brian says, aiming level 10 puppy dog eyes at Scott. "Please?"
"No! Not unless I come with you! How do I know you won't steal my pokemon?" Scott replies, grinning. "Plus! You don't know how to control my Rapidash!"
"Bastard! Fine! Come with me! Let's go catch the meanie!"
"Meanie? Could you get any more childish?"
"I could kick you in the shins. Let's go!" With that final chirp, Scott releases his Rapidash, the fire from the mane, tail, and just above the hooves make the snow look like it's stained rose. Scott quickly gets onto his pokemon; Brian looks nervously at the two. "Help me up?" Reaching for and grabbing Scott's hand, Brian pulls and is pulled up onto the flaming horse pokemon.
"Let's go Dasher!" Scott whispers into the pokemon's ear, and the pokemon quickly rushes down the path, barely touching the ground. As the pokemon goes faster and faster Brian quivers, not quite used to the speed, clutching onto Scott for dear life.
"I don't want to dieeee!!!!" Brian nearly screams, the pokemon going faster and faster, becoming nothing but a burning blaze that oddly didn't burn the two. Almost as quickly as they accelerated, they slowed down, a person in their path. To be more precise a short person with familiar sandy blonde hair was standing in the path, moving incredibly slow from the point of view from on top of the speedy Rapidash.
"That's Wade! Slow down please! I gotta follow through with the ceremony!" Brian asks, the horse pokemon stopping 10 feet behind Wade, snorting indignantly, catching Wade's attention. Brian lightens his grip on Scott and slides off, finally fully letting go of the taller man. "Y'know Wade, leaving your partner behind is rather rude. Since you appear to not want to be my partner, we'll just have to follow through with the fun fun ritual. I challenge you to a Pokemon battle!"
"This will be childishly easy. Incase you've forgotten, YOU have two pokemon, and I have four pokemon! Yeah! I caught one after I left you! Not only that, but your main pokemon has type advantage going against it, and you just have no chance! Why try?"
"Because, I have four pokemon Wade. But, since I'm not a cheap idiot, I'll only use three pokemon on you. This battle will be a three on three pokemon match, Scott will be the referee!" Brian says snidely, grinning at the look on Wade's face as he announces the two other pokemon. "Let's play!"
"Kakuna!"
"Arachnia! Aww, how cute! We both have bug pokemon to play with now! But the tragic thing is. Your pokemon can't move fast enough to stop mine!"
Wade swats at the air, obviously turning down Brian's idea, "Ah, quit assuming things Brian! I evolved this Kakuna from a wee little Weedle! As you can see, it is full well able to stop your pokemon!"
The Kakuna stands still however, pure white and almost invisible against the snow the Kakuna remains still and motionless watching the crystalline spider.
"Poison Sting!" Both trainers cry to their pokemon, stingers of white light go flying at the other bug, both hitting the rival stingers and pointlessly crashing out of existence. "String shot!" Both shoot sticky webs, and both crash webs connect to each other, becoming a dangerous dragline if used properly.
"Arachnia cut the web and quickly shoot more stingers!" In one fluid movement, the Spinarak shoots the stingers, effectively cutting the thread and crashing into the cocoon. "Again!" Another volley aimed and hit, the white Kakuna too slow to launch another attack, still trying to cut the thread. Hit after hit, sting after sting. The battle looks won. "Yeah! Come on, you can do it, let's win!"
But fate, or luck, or some strange mixture of the two seems to be against Brian on this fateful November morning. A blinding white line erupts from the Kakuna, and a Beedrill emerges with a loud buzzing noise.
"Can I say shit during a match, or is it not proper etiquette?" Brian asks rhetorically, realizing this brings a whole new set of problems. "String shot! Slow that thing down enough to give us an advantage!" Brian shouts, hoping the newly formed Beedrill won't be able to act immediately. But Lady Luck screws Brian yet again, the Beedrill flitters its wings powerfully, flying off the ground and into the air, becoming almost invisible and almost impossible to hit. "Nia! Aim ahead of the whining noise Beedrill's wing makes when flying!" The shot of nearly invisible thread leaps into the air, catching onto the bee, and instead of entangling it, merely sticking to it.
"Uhh.? Climb up the string! When you see it clearly, try to entangle the stingers!"
The see-through she-spider leaps up, and quickly climbs so it's just 5 feet from the air-borne bee. It releases another blast of sticky thread, lassoing and trapping the stingers so they're unable to cut the ropes, or sting the spider. The Spinarak climbs up on top of the Beedrill's back, instincts kicking in on how to kill and injure the larger pokemon.
The Spider circles around the pokemon quickly, leaving a thin, translucent thread, pinning the wings down to the bugs body then once that was completed, moving onto the head of the pokemon, causing the bee to fall into a dive, flying down at the ground head first. The spider releases yet another thread of silk into the air, the wind catching it and actually letting her float gently down to the ground, while the bee crashes in an explosion of snow. ((Authors note! Real spiders do this in real life. So I thought I could exploit that fact and make Arachnia do it.))
"Return Beedrill. Go Hoothoot!" Wade throws out Hoothoot, and Brian blinks, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
"In that case! Return Spinarak! Go Vulpix!" The pokemon switch quickly, the crystalline spider disappearing with a crimson glow, and the Vulpix appearing in one. "Burn it quickly!"
"Hoothoot, Fly up into the air! Then make sure it doesn't see you and DIVE!"
The two pokemon watch each other, the Hoothoot quickly gaining altitude. The Vulpix shoots flames, anticipating an easy victory. The burning embers just fly by easily, not hitting anything except the frigid air. The bird pokemon dives down at Blaze, crashing into the Vulpix before it had a chance to shoot more fire. And before the Vulpix could gnaw on the bird, Hoothoot quickly flies up and away again, diving down after each ember shot. ((Gnaw is SUCH a cool word. Say it with me! GNAW! It's sooo erotic! ~ Laughs and gets back to the story~))
"Come on Blaze! You can KICK THE HOOTHOOT'S ASS!" Brian cheers, watching the skylight up with fire again. Then, in the same repetitive tactic the Hoothoot came crashing down like a comet, hitting Vulpix, and bringing it closer to the edge of unconsciousness. "We get the picture, and let me just say this. We are not amused. Blaze return. You did your best!" Brian calls back the pokemon before it can be seriously injured, pulling out the pokeball containing Bandit. "Kayos, This time! Go Bandit!"
The White and black squirrel-like pokemon appears, standing tall on it's tail looking up at the Hoothoot. The bird dives down at the Sentret, looking like a falling rock. "Batters up!" Brian shouts out across the field, and Bandit swings in an arc down, slamming the Hoothoot into the ground. The pokemon then uses its tail like a bat, in it's favorite manner it slams the poor bird over and over again.
"Hoothoot return! Go Sentret!"
"Y'know, you should be more original with their names!" Brian chirps.
"Fuck you." With that cute little exchange, the two friendly Sentret eyed each other, being friends in the wild they didn't really want to fight. "Sentret POLVERIZE THE WEAKLING!"
"Sen! Tret! SENTRET!" [No! Never! He's my friend!] ((Ugh ~Drowns in cheese~))
"Sentret! I'm your master, fight the weakling so we can go on already!"
And then the Sentret beamed at Wade, a glowing Sentret-y smile that seemed so dangerous it scared Brian. "Tret sen? Sentret Sen Tret Sen?" [Or what? How can you make me do anything?] "Both pokemon are unwilling therefore unable to battle! Brian has two pokemon left, Wade has one left!" Scott calls; being the referee his call was final.
"Bandit Return, way to go!"
"Sentret return. We'll talk about your insolence later."
"Go Arachnia!"
"Poliwag!"
"Poison sting!"
"Bubble!" The Poliwag releases the bubble storm again; the bubbles hover in mid air, drifting towards the spider with a dangerous feel to them. The stingers fly from Arachnia, flying dangerously through the Bubbles, with the intent of popping them. Intent, but the real effect of the shot was the stingers ricocheting back at the spider who sent them, causing it to become pinned to the ground by the sharp spikes, thankfully immune to her own venom. The bubbles finally reach Arachnia, popping and releasing high- pressured air at her, knocking her back causing large gashes to form from her body dragging and ripping against the stingers.
A clear water-like blood leaks from Arachnia's body, hitting the ground and melting a hole in the snow. "It'd appear to be highly acidic and venomous. Arachnia, return! The Poliwag was just too strong." The spider returns to her pokeball, Brian pulling out his last chance for victory. "Ice Bell, whether this battle will be lost or won is up to you!" Brian tosses out his last pokemon, the frosty Bellsprout. The two Grass and Water pokemon glare angrily across the battlefield at each other, determination to prove themselves flooding their eyes. "Ice Bell uses your vine whip!"
The Poliwag releases another volley of bubbles, all of which get popped and absorbed by the rapidly growing vine coming from Ice's round mouth. The vine pulls back quickly, too short to reach the Poliwag.
"Use growth!" The Bellsprout quickly complies; quickly growing three times it's normal size, becoming seven feet tall. "Vine whip!" And once again the silver vine goes flying across the field, only now a foot in circumference and far longer. It surged around the pathetically puny Poliwag, and constricted, before tossing it harshly at the ground with an audible thud, and with that, Poliwag was out of the battle and unconscious.
"Poliwag is unable to battle! Ice Bell and Brian are the winners!" Scott declared, grinning widely at Brian.
"Sexcellent! Now pay up Wade!" Brian grins proudly catching the small bundle of money tossed at him. "Feel free to leave now!"
"Freak." Wade just mutters as he storms off, heading towards violet with a very vulgar problem.
"Well as fun as that was." Brian mutters, "Let's not do it again for the next while. So. Scott where are you headed off to?"
"Anywhere really, I'm just after collecting every single type of Fire pokemon there is, so I should travel far and wide to see them all."
"Ugh, so you're going to be obsessed with Fire Pokemon and call really ugly Magcargo cute and adorable? How. Creepy."
"There's nothing wrong with Magcargo!"
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End of chapter four! Booyaka! Love ya'll! Well Y'know, I'd love you forever if you REVIEW?!?! PLEASE?!?!?!?!
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~Neon Orange~= Wade's thoughts. %Neon Aqua%= Brian's thoughts. [Neon Peach]=Pokemon Translations.
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The blonde pair walked all day, encountering only one other trainer, which Wade easily beat. The sky darkened, and the sun plunged off the horizon, leaving nothing but the starry sky as they continue walking, too stubborn to stop walking until they at least reach some form of half way point. Brian, still only having two pokemon sighed boredly on many occasions, not a large one for walking and seeing the same repetitive brush of grass. But because of their daylong walk, they were too fatigued to see the moonlight catch on a particularly large web, too fatigued to see their upcoming troubles before it was too late. So they kept walking in the straight line, right into the Spinarak's web. So here they are now, Trapped in the sinister Spinarak's web, trying to reach for their pokeballs, but stuck in the sticky web and just out of reach. The winter-colored Spinarak itself is just sitting in the corner of the web, waiting for its hunger to kick in. Unlike most Spinarak, this one's body is nearly see-through, looking like a mixture of ice, and frozen moonlight.
Brian continually struggles to grab his pokeballs, his finger only an inch away from the buttons, but that inch still painfully far. Brian blinks, getting an idea, not a very plausible one, but an idea all the same. His right leg was still free of the Spinarak's web, he stretches his leg over to Wade's waist, careful to not knock the pokeballs off of his belt, and softly tapped the activation button on the pokeball, Hoothoot exploding out of the Pokeball free from the web. Wade being the proud, strong jock, struggled too much, too quickly in the beginning of the capture and had already fallen asleep, drained of energy.
"Listen here Hoothoot! You have to peck at the web around me; Wade is a bit. unable to do anything so it'd be pointless to free him first. It'd waste valuable time. Hurry!" Brian orders, nervously watching as the Spinarak comes towards Wade and him, the bug obviously realizing the prey is about to be freed. The owl quickly frees Brian, and quickly starts cutting the web around Wade, Brian stepping back and pulling out the pokeball containing Blaze. Releasing the fire pokemon, he gets an evil grin on his face, "Blaze! Ember!"
Fire lights up the air around them, flying straight for the poor little bug, hitting it directly in the abdomen causing it to fall off it's own web, screeching in pain. "Again!" More fire erupted from the fox's mouth, and more screeching echoes as an effect. "Teehee! Booyaka! I'm gonna catch you Spinarak!" Brian tosses a pokeball at the Spinarak, watching it make the ball sway from side to side, fighting to be free from the enclosed sphere. All in vain, after three large attempts to break free, the pokemon stays in the ball. "Booyaka!" with that small cry of euphoria, Brian quickly grabs the ball, names the pokemon "Arachnia", a pathetic name, but the only one he could come up with. He hides the pokeball in his pocket before Wade could wake up, planning on having a bit of.amusement when Wade realizes how many pokemon Brian has. He walks towards his sleeping friend, kneeling next to the Hoothoot at Wade's side.
"Wade, sleep isn't becoming of you, you don't look angelic when you sleep you look weak." Brian coldly mutters to himself, softly slapping Wade's face, watching his eyes quickly burst open. "Well well, it would appear that sleeping beauty has finally woken up. Have a good sleep?" Blaze boredly comes over and sits next to Brian, his cinnamon tails swaying in the soft breeze.
"What happened to the Spinarak, and why is Hoothoot out?" Wade says groggily, still half asleep.
"What Spinarak? When you fell down asleep your pokeball went off and Hoothoot appeared. I guess you must have had a bad dream." Brian says, a grin on his face. "But you're awake now. Let's go and make our way to Violet." The two trainers recall their pokemon, and start walking towards Violet town, one of them ignorant of the other's plot.
As they continue walking, and the sun creeps higher into the sky, making it shift from Red, pink and orange to a brilliantly cheery blue, they hear a quiet song blowing on the wind. The song itself sounding solemn, and almost religious, but devoid of any words beyond. 'Bellsprout'? Brian stops in his tracks, listening intently to the song, a grin dancing on his features.
"Wade! Wade! Can you please follow me? Please?" Brian nearly begs his whole body lit up with euphoric glee.
"What? Oh, of course!" Wade responds, sounding far too sugary and happy.
But, naïve Brian doesn't pick up the falsified sugar, and with a quick chirpy "Kay!" he runs out of the track, running through deep snow, his black shoes getting snow in them but him not really caring as he runs towards the melody, the solemn tone becoming louder and louder.
"No more dealing with that wimp! I'm going to be the champion!" With that comment, Wade doesn't run after Brian. But instead, like the good little self-obsessed jock he is, he sprints in the direction of Violet, eager to become self contained and all-powerful.
Blindly believing Wade's behind him, Brian pulls out his mini- computer, trying to understand the lyrics that the Bellsprout's singing, but even the mini-computer doesn't understand the song. As Brian rushes towards the clearing he slows down, careful to not disrupt the Bellsprout until their song ends. He peeks through the grasses, seeing the winter- colorized Bellsprout standing alone, stabbing the ground with his roots, and then shooting seeds into the holes, the snow swept away from where he stands. As his song finishes, he stops seeding, standing alone in the center of the freshly seeded area, now rooting himself into the ground to absorb some moisture. The Bellsprout looks like a frozen bolt of ice, instead of its usual brown, yellow and green coloring, its bell like head is a pale powder blue color, its body a snow-white and it's leaves a silvery blue, making them look iced over. Brian quickly realizes that this is his one chance; he releases his Vulpix, not yet willing to release his secret pokemon.
The only non-winterized pokemon in his collection prowls silently throughout the brush, creeping behind the Bellsprout. Then when it deemed to be the right time leaping out of its grassy hiding places, pouncing on the thin, deeply rooted grass pokemon. "Blaze. You know what to do!"
And the fire pokemon did indeed know what to do, launching flames at the thin plant. "Ahh, type advantages, could things be any better?" Without further ado, Brian threw one of the pokeballs, a proud grin dancing on his pale features. The Bellsprout under Blaze disappears in a crimson glow, only to reappear after a few seconds; the empty pokeball then hovers and returns back to Brian. "Feisty. Let's try this again Blaze!" Blaze blandly launches another shot of fire, knowing full to well that the fire is devastating for the grass offender. Brian retries the capture, throwing the pokeball at the Bellsprout, crossing his pale, black glove-covered fingers in a vain attempt to modify luck.
The Bellsprout stayed in a little longer this time, coming close to the three-second limit, but bursting out all the same. Yet again, the used pokeball returns to Brian, who now gets a determined, almost pitiful, look on his face. "Blaze! Again!" The Vulpix, tired of using Ember predictably, leaps quickly, nearly disappearing and uses its bite attack, gnawing on the stick-like stem quickly. "Third luck better be the charm!" Brian dropkicks the ball, sending it flying at the Bellsprout. "Stay this time! STAY!" Brian amusedly demands from the pokemon, each of his ten fingers crossed, and the statement 'third luck is the charm' rang true, the Bellsprout remains in the pokeball.
"Yes. Now I have four pokemon to Wade's three! But.where did Wade go?" No, I didn't forget to mention to what Wade was doing as Brian battled the Bellsprout, Wade just wasn't there. "Wade?" Brian stands up, picking up his pokeball, naming the Bellsprout 'Ice Bell' and deciding to leave Vulpix out. "Let's go find him. I'm sure he couldn't have gotten far." Brian quickly retraces his steps, the Fox pokemon staying on top of the snow as they quickly run towards the path where they left Wade. As they bound out of the bushy grass they see the path to Violet. Deserted.
"Wade?" Brian's voice sounds worried, and almost childish. "Blaze? Let's keep running? Maybe he thought we left him and is trying to find us further up the path?" %Yeah, real likely you baka, he left you! You are going to have to go solo, even if it means ignoring traditions and culture! %
"Vul, Pix Vul! Pix pix Vullllp!" Blaze drawls, Brian quickly translates with his mini-computer. [Idiot, he left you! His scent and footsteps shows that he ran!]
"It's not my fault. I didn't expect Wade to be so rude. But there is one way we can go solo while following traditions, but either way we have to catch up with him." Brian comments, remembering reading how most fire type pokemon were hot heads.
"Vul vul. Pix Vulp, Vul Pix pix Vul!" Blaze's drawling voice comments, being translated immediately after. [Fine fine. We'll do what you want, but don't be too pathetic!]
"Way to be sweet and caring about my feelings, great to see you care!" Brian jokingly comments back, starting to jog quickly towards Violet town, the sky becoming increasingly blue as they run further and further.
"Vulpix." [Whatever.] Quickly running after Brian, both of them run following the curving path, Footsteps becoming increasingly freash as they run non-stop, and nearly silently, save Brian's panting later in the run.
"Remind . . . Me . . . To . . . Never . . . Run . . . After . . . Getting . . . No . . . Sleep." Brian pants, still running, pushing himself farther and farther, faster and faster, Blaze running just behind him, only now slowly, and softly panting. "Return." Within a blink, he returns his pokemon, still running, desire for certainty pushing him forewords. He isn't the type to give up, even if his body is screaming at him, his muscles ache, his breath runs from him, and his vision slowly clouds. Shaking his head he continues to run, a silhouette on the blindingly white trail coming into view. Renewed determination shoves Brian into over- drive, sending him to the peak of his limits, rocketing towards the shadowy form. And just like a bat out of hell, Brian leaps, crashing into the form, not even looking directly at it.
"How could you leave me just like that? You have no manners! No care for tradition! You're worthless! Fine! If you wish to leave this partnership, we have to have the ceremonial battle! And I'll SO make you PAY for your rudeness!" Brian speed talks, pushing himself off the form beneath him.
"Uhh.? Who the hell are you? I never met you let alone left you?" questions the stranger's voice, Brian blushing a deep crimson as he realized he just attacked the wrong person.
"Oh. Shit! I'm so sorry! I thought you were someone else, I've been running quickly hoping to catch up to them, so I thought you were them in the whole entire rage thing, and yeah. I'm really sorry!" Brian flopping down on the ground tired, embarrassed, and angry.
"Next time, don't pounce at people you don't know. Be careful in the future. I could have been a ravenous psycho!" The person pushes up off the ground, looking less and less like Wade now that Brian pays attention. For the obvious things, he has black hair, is taller then even Brian, and looks around seventeen or eighteen, and looks far more muscular then Wade.
"You sound to perky about the psycho bit. Are you sure you're not going to brutally murder me with a psychotic malice?" Brian grins, pretending to cower from the taller and older trainer.
"Well, it does sound like a fun idea . . . What's your name?"
"I knew it! You ARE a psychopath!"
"You crashed into me, the least you can do is tell me your name."
"Kill sport! My name's Brian, and I'm from Celadon. Oh! And presently I'm on a quest to MURDER my 'partner'" Comments Brian, the sarcasm on the word partner dripping dangerously. ((Okay! Spell check told me "I are from Celadon" is grammatically correct. Should I be scared?))
"Okay? My name's Scott! And I'm from Cinnabar, before it got destroyed, but my home right now is in Goldenrod!" Scott grinned, looking down at Brian, obviously standing at around 6'5.
"Do you have any pokemon like Tauros or Miltank that could like, make us catch up with Wade so I can kill him?"
"Yeah! I actually have a Rapidash! They were bred from my father's Rapidash, so they're pretty powerful."
"Cool! May I borrow it?" Brian says, aiming level 10 puppy dog eyes at Scott. "Please?"
"No! Not unless I come with you! How do I know you won't steal my pokemon?" Scott replies, grinning. "Plus! You don't know how to control my Rapidash!"
"Bastard! Fine! Come with me! Let's go catch the meanie!"
"Meanie? Could you get any more childish?"
"I could kick you in the shins. Let's go!" With that final chirp, Scott releases his Rapidash, the fire from the mane, tail, and just above the hooves make the snow look like it's stained rose. Scott quickly gets onto his pokemon; Brian looks nervously at the two. "Help me up?" Reaching for and grabbing Scott's hand, Brian pulls and is pulled up onto the flaming horse pokemon.
"Let's go Dasher!" Scott whispers into the pokemon's ear, and the pokemon quickly rushes down the path, barely touching the ground. As the pokemon goes faster and faster Brian quivers, not quite used to the speed, clutching onto Scott for dear life.
"I don't want to dieeee!!!!" Brian nearly screams, the pokemon going faster and faster, becoming nothing but a burning blaze that oddly didn't burn the two. Almost as quickly as they accelerated, they slowed down, a person in their path. To be more precise a short person with familiar sandy blonde hair was standing in the path, moving incredibly slow from the point of view from on top of the speedy Rapidash.
"That's Wade! Slow down please! I gotta follow through with the ceremony!" Brian asks, the horse pokemon stopping 10 feet behind Wade, snorting indignantly, catching Wade's attention. Brian lightens his grip on Scott and slides off, finally fully letting go of the taller man. "Y'know Wade, leaving your partner behind is rather rude. Since you appear to not want to be my partner, we'll just have to follow through with the fun fun ritual. I challenge you to a Pokemon battle!"
"This will be childishly easy. Incase you've forgotten, YOU have two pokemon, and I have four pokemon! Yeah! I caught one after I left you! Not only that, but your main pokemon has type advantage going against it, and you just have no chance! Why try?"
"Because, I have four pokemon Wade. But, since I'm not a cheap idiot, I'll only use three pokemon on you. This battle will be a three on three pokemon match, Scott will be the referee!" Brian says snidely, grinning at the look on Wade's face as he announces the two other pokemon. "Let's play!"
"Kakuna!"
"Arachnia! Aww, how cute! We both have bug pokemon to play with now! But the tragic thing is. Your pokemon can't move fast enough to stop mine!"
Wade swats at the air, obviously turning down Brian's idea, "Ah, quit assuming things Brian! I evolved this Kakuna from a wee little Weedle! As you can see, it is full well able to stop your pokemon!"
The Kakuna stands still however, pure white and almost invisible against the snow the Kakuna remains still and motionless watching the crystalline spider.
"Poison Sting!" Both trainers cry to their pokemon, stingers of white light go flying at the other bug, both hitting the rival stingers and pointlessly crashing out of existence. "String shot!" Both shoot sticky webs, and both crash webs connect to each other, becoming a dangerous dragline if used properly.
"Arachnia cut the web and quickly shoot more stingers!" In one fluid movement, the Spinarak shoots the stingers, effectively cutting the thread and crashing into the cocoon. "Again!" Another volley aimed and hit, the white Kakuna too slow to launch another attack, still trying to cut the thread. Hit after hit, sting after sting. The battle looks won. "Yeah! Come on, you can do it, let's win!"
But fate, or luck, or some strange mixture of the two seems to be against Brian on this fateful November morning. A blinding white line erupts from the Kakuna, and a Beedrill emerges with a loud buzzing noise.
"Can I say shit during a match, or is it not proper etiquette?" Brian asks rhetorically, realizing this brings a whole new set of problems. "String shot! Slow that thing down enough to give us an advantage!" Brian shouts, hoping the newly formed Beedrill won't be able to act immediately. But Lady Luck screws Brian yet again, the Beedrill flitters its wings powerfully, flying off the ground and into the air, becoming almost invisible and almost impossible to hit. "Nia! Aim ahead of the whining noise Beedrill's wing makes when flying!" The shot of nearly invisible thread leaps into the air, catching onto the bee, and instead of entangling it, merely sticking to it.
"Uhh.? Climb up the string! When you see it clearly, try to entangle the stingers!"
The see-through she-spider leaps up, and quickly climbs so it's just 5 feet from the air-borne bee. It releases another blast of sticky thread, lassoing and trapping the stingers so they're unable to cut the ropes, or sting the spider. The Spinarak climbs up on top of the Beedrill's back, instincts kicking in on how to kill and injure the larger pokemon.
The Spider circles around the pokemon quickly, leaving a thin, translucent thread, pinning the wings down to the bugs body then once that was completed, moving onto the head of the pokemon, causing the bee to fall into a dive, flying down at the ground head first. The spider releases yet another thread of silk into the air, the wind catching it and actually letting her float gently down to the ground, while the bee crashes in an explosion of snow. ((Authors note! Real spiders do this in real life. So I thought I could exploit that fact and make Arachnia do it.))
"Return Beedrill. Go Hoothoot!" Wade throws out Hoothoot, and Brian blinks, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
"In that case! Return Spinarak! Go Vulpix!" The pokemon switch quickly, the crystalline spider disappearing with a crimson glow, and the Vulpix appearing in one. "Burn it quickly!"
"Hoothoot, Fly up into the air! Then make sure it doesn't see you and DIVE!"
The two pokemon watch each other, the Hoothoot quickly gaining altitude. The Vulpix shoots flames, anticipating an easy victory. The burning embers just fly by easily, not hitting anything except the frigid air. The bird pokemon dives down at Blaze, crashing into the Vulpix before it had a chance to shoot more fire. And before the Vulpix could gnaw on the bird, Hoothoot quickly flies up and away again, diving down after each ember shot. ((Gnaw is SUCH a cool word. Say it with me! GNAW! It's sooo erotic! ~ Laughs and gets back to the story~))
"Come on Blaze! You can KICK THE HOOTHOOT'S ASS!" Brian cheers, watching the skylight up with fire again. Then, in the same repetitive tactic the Hoothoot came crashing down like a comet, hitting Vulpix, and bringing it closer to the edge of unconsciousness. "We get the picture, and let me just say this. We are not amused. Blaze return. You did your best!" Brian calls back the pokemon before it can be seriously injured, pulling out the pokeball containing Bandit. "Kayos, This time! Go Bandit!"
The White and black squirrel-like pokemon appears, standing tall on it's tail looking up at the Hoothoot. The bird dives down at the Sentret, looking like a falling rock. "Batters up!" Brian shouts out across the field, and Bandit swings in an arc down, slamming the Hoothoot into the ground. The pokemon then uses its tail like a bat, in it's favorite manner it slams the poor bird over and over again.
"Hoothoot return! Go Sentret!"
"Y'know, you should be more original with their names!" Brian chirps.
"Fuck you." With that cute little exchange, the two friendly Sentret eyed each other, being friends in the wild they didn't really want to fight. "Sentret POLVERIZE THE WEAKLING!"
"Sen! Tret! SENTRET!" [No! Never! He's my friend!] ((Ugh ~Drowns in cheese~))
"Sentret! I'm your master, fight the weakling so we can go on already!"
And then the Sentret beamed at Wade, a glowing Sentret-y smile that seemed so dangerous it scared Brian. "Tret sen? Sentret Sen Tret Sen?" [Or what? How can you make me do anything?] "Both pokemon are unwilling therefore unable to battle! Brian has two pokemon left, Wade has one left!" Scott calls; being the referee his call was final.
"Bandit Return, way to go!"
"Sentret return. We'll talk about your insolence later."
"Go Arachnia!"
"Poliwag!"
"Poison sting!"
"Bubble!" The Poliwag releases the bubble storm again; the bubbles hover in mid air, drifting towards the spider with a dangerous feel to them. The stingers fly from Arachnia, flying dangerously through the Bubbles, with the intent of popping them. Intent, but the real effect of the shot was the stingers ricocheting back at the spider who sent them, causing it to become pinned to the ground by the sharp spikes, thankfully immune to her own venom. The bubbles finally reach Arachnia, popping and releasing high- pressured air at her, knocking her back causing large gashes to form from her body dragging and ripping against the stingers.
A clear water-like blood leaks from Arachnia's body, hitting the ground and melting a hole in the snow. "It'd appear to be highly acidic and venomous. Arachnia, return! The Poliwag was just too strong." The spider returns to her pokeball, Brian pulling out his last chance for victory. "Ice Bell, whether this battle will be lost or won is up to you!" Brian tosses out his last pokemon, the frosty Bellsprout. The two Grass and Water pokemon glare angrily across the battlefield at each other, determination to prove themselves flooding their eyes. "Ice Bell uses your vine whip!"
The Poliwag releases another volley of bubbles, all of which get popped and absorbed by the rapidly growing vine coming from Ice's round mouth. The vine pulls back quickly, too short to reach the Poliwag.
"Use growth!" The Bellsprout quickly complies; quickly growing three times it's normal size, becoming seven feet tall. "Vine whip!" And once again the silver vine goes flying across the field, only now a foot in circumference and far longer. It surged around the pathetically puny Poliwag, and constricted, before tossing it harshly at the ground with an audible thud, and with that, Poliwag was out of the battle and unconscious.
"Poliwag is unable to battle! Ice Bell and Brian are the winners!" Scott declared, grinning widely at Brian.
"Sexcellent! Now pay up Wade!" Brian grins proudly catching the small bundle of money tossed at him. "Feel free to leave now!"
"Freak." Wade just mutters as he storms off, heading towards violet with a very vulgar problem.
"Well as fun as that was." Brian mutters, "Let's not do it again for the next while. So. Scott where are you headed off to?"
"Anywhere really, I'm just after collecting every single type of Fire pokemon there is, so I should travel far and wide to see them all."
"Ugh, so you're going to be obsessed with Fire Pokemon and call really ugly Magcargo cute and adorable? How. Creepy."
"There's nothing wrong with Magcargo!"
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End of chapter four! Booyaka! Love ya'll! Well Y'know, I'd love you forever if you REVIEW?!?! PLEASE?!?!?!?!