Japanese Title: Some Plan While The Others Fight! Plans And Predicaments!
Translation: Ichibu Ichian Aidani Jiyo Faito! Dandori to Kukyou!
By: Pro_V
A/N: Well, welcome to the first chapter of "The Angel Adventures: Champions Live". And it's not pronounced "live" like "live animals", it's pronounced live like "living animals". OK? Goody…Now on with the show!
"Would you people please leave me alone?!" Eevy flipped as she shoved past the Elite, "I'm not really talking to any of you right now and you know it!"
"Come on!" Luri begged, "We're your friends, Eevy!"
"Well, some friends you turned out to be."
"Please, Eevy?" Will pleaded, "Please? I helped you out! You've gotta give me that."
"I'll give you something, alright. A good slug across the face!"
"Eevy," Lance skidded up in front of her, "Please. You know who I am. Who all of us are. I kept my promise."
"Let me ask you something. If I hadn't figured it out on my own, would you have ever told me?"
He was dead silent for the longest time, "I don't know…"
"Exactly my point," she shoved him aside, "Just forget about me, OK? Pretend I'm not even alive until next year's League."
"I can't do that!" Lance stomped.
"Don't cop an attitude with me!" she snorted as she shoved her bedroom door open, "I'll be in here for the rest of the year. When the next competition starts, then you can so much as knock."
The door slammed shut as she kicked it closed, "You know," Lance turned and scowled at Will and Luri, "Jason and I both told you they'd be ticked and neither of you would listen. Is this proof enough for you?!"
"Uh…yeah," Luri nodded stiffly, "Where is Jason anyway?"
That question was answered when he slammed into her from behind, "Sorry!" he jumped up and sounded overly cheerful, "Where's Eevy?"
"In her room, but I definitely do not advise bothering her," Will answered and slightly pointed to the door, "Unless, of course, you have a death wish."
Jason ignored his cautioning and waltzed over, knocking on the door, "Eevy. I have a really important question. From Medira."
The door zipped open, "You've got ten minutes," she let him in with one eye narrowed.
"Well that bites," Lance scowled, "He has a question from one of her friends and bam! Right in the door!"
"What Jason?" Eevy pulled the chair to her desk out and slammed down, "This had better not be a trick to get in here."
"No. Medira and I aren't fighting over this at all."
"And you're point being…?"
"She can't stay in the City. Eevy," he dropped to his knees next to her, "I'm going to lose her now that I actually have her."
"If she's not part of the Elite, then there's no way I can help," she shrugged and shook her head.
"Yes, there is. You can talk to Kratos about doing something for this. Please, Eevy. I'm literally begging you."
She took a deep breath and shook her head slightly, "Jason," she leaned back in her chair and looked down at him, still begging on the floor, and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, "I'll try," she nodded.
"Thank you!" he burst to his feet, "Thank you so much. But why are you helping me?"
"I'm not doing it for you, you silly twit. I'm doing it for Medira."
"Oh…Doesn't matter. Thanks again!" he jumped out the door, raving like a lunatic, "Yahoo! Yes!" he jumped in front of Lance, "Ha. Ha. Ha," he laughed, poking him in the chest, "She's helping me and ignoring you!" he started to run off.
"Hold it," Will caught the hood of his cloak and snapped him back, "What was that?"
"She's going to talk to Kratos for me while the rest of you suckers get the cold shoulder," he spat out his tongue and made a face, "Nya-nya!" he took off down the hall, "See ya' later!"
"Little rodent…" Luri, Will and Lance muttered together.
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"Sir," the secretary poked her head in the door of Kratos' office, "The Champion Mistress is here to see you, sir."
"Send her in," he slightly yawned, "What is it, Mistress?"
"A slight problem, sir," Eevy trotted across the room and sunk into a chair in front of his desk, "OK, so it's a little more than slight, but still."
"Yes, go on."
"It's Peruwa, sir," Eevy repositioned herself nervously in her chair, "and my friend Medira."
"She wants to stay in the City."
Eevy looked dumbfounded for a moment, "Uh…Yes, sir. And I know for a fact she wants to be a Gym Leader-a Minor Mistress of Dark & Fire, but Minor Masters and Mistress aren't allowed in the City."
"Yes, that's true," he smirked to himself, knowing the answer to the next question, but asking it anyway, "Why does this concern Master Jason Peruwa?"
"I'm not sure I can tell you that," Eevy swallowed, "It's a bit of an issue."
He nodded slightly, "Don't bother. I already know."
"You…you do?" she suddenly felt her jaw whack the floor.
"I know about Kurayami and Peruwa, Sedna and Logos and, whether you want to admit it or not, Ryujin and you. Word travels fast in the League City, Mistress. Learn that."
"I hold nothing for the Dragon Master, sir. Nor will I ever."
"If you say so," Kratos partially laughed, "But I believe you are lying."
"Don't you start in on me too!" Eevy barked, "I hate that little rat and that's the final straw!"
Kratos rolled his eyes and shook his head, "We'll discuss both issues further this Saturday at our meeting."
"Yes, sir," she turned and walked out, "Stubborn," she slammed the door shut, sending the secretary into the air.
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"If she doesn't drink I can't do my job," Peter snorted, "I can't put my plan into motion if she doesn't drink!" he slapped his head on the wall, "What kind of girl doesn't drink other than a boring one? Magcargo, come here," his Rock/Fire- type Pokemon made his way to his side, "This may take a while, Magcargo. Just keep your Poison and Fire meters on the up and up and as soon as we can get her in the right position, we'll set out and finish her off along with that Medira, once and for all."
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"Well?" Jason zipped to Eevy's side, "What did he say?" he begged as Medira quivered up behind him.
Eevy sighed heavily, "He said we'll talk about it later."
Medira slouched, "That's no help."
"Don't worry," Eevy leaned against the wall, "If he has even a speck of heart he'll try and fix this."
"Eevy," Morty flew up behind her, "What are you doing talking to him?"
"Just buzz off, Morty," she flicked him in the nose, "It's not Jason I'm mad at. It's Lance."
"Now, I told you years ago never to trust him," Morty's eyes narrowed, "And you wouldn't listen. This is your own fault and you know it."
"What is he talking about?" Medira looked frantically between Morty and Eevy.
"Lance refused him his Minor Master position, so he went to Luri and didn't tell her he'd already turned him down. She let him have it, so now he hates Lance and Lance hates him. That's why Morty always felt so prone to beat on Dragon, even though he never knew who he was and why the two of them never got along," Eevy answered while scowling lightly at Morty.
"So, you lied to the Elite Second. There's a good idea," Medira snickered.
"Yeah, I remember that," Jason nodded with a half smile, "That's the year I joined the Elite. Lance got in some real trouble for that. Luri too."
Morty growled and turned red, "I hate that guy, I've always hated that guy-"
"And I hate you," Lance snorted from behind him, "You're a sneak, Mortimer. You tricked your way into the League."
"Ahh, but hasn't he proven to be one of our best Gym Leaders?" Jason asked, grinning evilly.
"Shut up, shorty," he snorted, then turning to Eevy, "Could I please talk to you, Eevy?"
"No," Eevy answered flatly and turned straight away, "As I said, I'm done with you and all your idiocy."
"Eevy," Medira said worriedly, "Aren't you even the least bit happy to finally know who he is? I mean, we were always begging to know and-"
"No!" she shoved everyone aside, "No! Not now, not ever!" she stomped down the hall and in her bedroom door for the umpteenth time, "Leave me alone!"
The door slammed shut, leaving everyone blank faced in the hallway, "You'd better lay off my sister, Lance," Morty cracked nastily, "Leave her alone."
"You'd better lay off me, Minor Master. I've had just about enough of your attitude towards me," Lance growled, "Whether you like it or not, I need to talk to her, so back down and get out of my way!" he pushed past and knocked on the door while Jason and Medira fought Morty away, "Eevy, we really need to talk."
It was just starting to rain as Eevy heard the knock on her door, "Go the hell away, Lance. I'm in absolutely no mood for you," she sat with her chair pushed from her desk.
"Please, Eevy. We really need to talk. Please. I'm begging you."
She gripped the shins of her jeans and stood up, "You've got five minutes," she snorted and opened the door, "No more."
Lance sighed and hesitantly stepped in, noticing the rain, "Eevy, I am so sorry. Honestly I am, I really didn't mean to hurt you."
"Yeah, right. I'll believe that when you find a way to prove it," she turned away and crossed her arms.
"Eevy, if I had told you who I was, what would you have done?" he took a step closer.
"I don't know," she looked to the floor, "Probably been too petrified to move."
"Eevy, I-" his step and comment were both interrupted by a roar of thunder.
Eevy let out a high-pitched shriek and zipped to her bed, ducking under the blanket and quivering wildly. The whole room lit up with a bright white flash as a crash of lightning struck the ground outside. Every light in the entire Mansion flickered, sending Medira whirling to Jason and Luri to Will. Lance just looked side to side nervously, trying to figure out what happened to Eevy.
"What's up with you?" he lifted the blanket about an inch and peeked at her with his eyebrow up as far as it would go.
"I hate st-st-storms," she shook and snatched the blanket back down to the bed.
He started laughing wildly, "This is too much!" he snickered crazily, "Just too much!"
"What's so funny?" she pulled the blanket down to her chin and scowled at him.
"You are! You're supposed to be the Champion Mistress of all Pokemon and you're afraid of noises in the sky!"
"Shut up!" she shrieked, ducking back under and rolling over as another rumble of thunder sounded.
He lost his smile and walked over to the side of her bed, "You're fine, you know," he pushed the blanket away, "I'd never let anything happen to you," he leaned down and kissed her cheek.
"I don't care," she shook and moved away.
"But I do. I care about you, Eevy. More than anything else," he laid his hand on her shoulder, "I really do."
Another roll of thunder and blinding flash of lightning woke her from this oddly soothing and romantic moment. All Lance felt was a rush of air and all he saw was a wash of blurred color. He blinked a few times and stared blankly around the room as he searched for where she could have run off to. He spotted her in just a few moments, seeing her shaking crazily in the corner, facing the wall, with the blanket draped over her entire persona.
"Oh, come on," he stood up straight and rolled his eyes, putting his hands at his hips, "It's just rain. It's not like it's gonna bite you."
"What do you want from me?!" she barked, the blanket puffing outward where her mouth was, "I've been petrified of storms since I was a little girl. Ever since I thought my brother got caught in that hurricane we had when he first started training."
"It's fine," he walked up and ducked down and up under the sheet, slowly running his arms around her, holding her arms at her sides and locking his fingers together at her waist, "I won't let anything happen to you. And you know that," he placed a kiss on her ear.
"Get off!" she slapped him away, throwing the blanket off and sending him back, the rumble of thunder and crash of lightning coming from her and not the storm, "I told you you had five minutes! Well, your five minutes are up! Get out!" she roared as her lightning blasted again, lighting her up with eerie purple light from the window behind her.
"Eevy, please. I'm really so sorry," Lance stepped to the door, "I really do love you, Eevy."
"Yeah, right," she snorted, turning away and again crossing her arms, "Out! Now! And keep your fantasies and idiot excuses to yourself!"
Lance slouched out the door and heard a screech as thunder and lightning both struck at identical times, "Serves her right," he said sorrowfully and continued walking away.
Will poked his head around the corner, "I guess he didn't get through to her."
"Guess not," Luri muttered from behind him, "He looks beat. Maybe you should try, Will. I mean, she was getting pretty good with talking to you before we left."
"Lance would snap me in half. Besides, this is something Lance and Eevy have to work out themselves. Together."
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"Aww," Peter snickered, "Poor little Lance actually doesn't get the girl. Oh, my. Poor thing," he started laughing wildly, "Just wait, angel-girl. I've got a special treat in store for you. I'm not sure how I'll handle the other girl. Fire and Dark Pokemon? No so bad," he shrugged and smiled evilly, "Maybe she'd consider teaming up, given the right incentives."
He leaned back in his chair to plan. Not only did he have to devise a way to get the alcohol-free Eevy to drink, but also a way to turn the Elite First's girlfriend Medira into his partner. He knew he couldn't just ask them to go along with his plans. Yeah, right. That would work great. Of course, if there was a hostage or bribe involved…anything could happen.
"That's it!" he sprang up, sending his Magcargo flying in surprise, "That's the perfect plan! I surprise myself with my genius sometimes, I really do," his Magcargo rolled his eyes, "Hey! Don't go copping an attitude, stupid slug!" the Rock/Fire Pokemon ducked and covered, "I'm not going to do anything to you. You are…essential to this plan."
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"This is getting ugly," Suicune sat and dropped her head solemnly, "Raikou, shouldn't you do something?"
"No," Raikou shook his head, "I can't. They've got to do this alone."
"But why is she so angry with him?" Entei asked as he watched a fly buzz by with the cattily urge to chase it, "They were so very much in love."
"She thinks he lied to her, which he actually did, and she's holding a grudge," Raikou answered.
"So basically she's being extremely stubborn and blocking her emotions," Suicune slouched.
"Exactly," Raikou nodded slowly, "This is where Peter Rubeus comes along into play."
"You're nuts!" Entei blurted, "Raikou, my friend, Rubeus kills. He does not help in any sense of the word unless it's to better himself or his chances at getting what he wants."
"Raikou, you're endangering the lives of everyone in that building!" Suicune shouted, "Not only is the Mistress in danger but her friends and her family as well!"
"Trust me," Raikou reassured and looked to the floor, "He'll actually be of some help. Really."
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Eevy stretched and sat up, seeing it was bright outside, "That wretched storm lasted all night long," she shuttered, "At least it's over now," she yawned wide and laid back down, rolling over and suddenly catapulting into the air, "Yah!" she bellowed, "What the hell are you doing in here?!"
"Saying hello," Raikou shrugged in his cat-like way, "And please do not curse. It makes my skin crawl."
"Sorry," she sat back calmly, "Why are you here? Someone could see you."
"You're wanting to ask me something and you're holding it back," he waltzed over and hopped up on the bed, curling up at her feet, "Just ask me and I shall answer, Champion Mistress."
She narrowed her left eye and reached to pet him, triggering deep purring, "Is it true, Raikou? Are they really who I think they are or are they playing games?" she stopped petting to allow the purring to subside.
"Yes, they are who you believe them to be," he nodded and yawned loudly before continuing, "And you are being stubborn, angel."
She scowled at him and shrugged it off, "It's his fault, you know," she snorted and laid back down, kicking him in the gut, "He lied to me."
"And you're lying to yourself," he narrowed one eye and widened the other, "And you know it."
"I know nothing of the future."
"Eevy, it is destiny. You are meant for each other."
"Enough of that!" she barked, "Go away and just leave me alone, Raikou! I will choose who I see fit and if it's not him, so be it! This is my life and not even you have rein over who I wind up with."
"We'll just see about that," he smacked his jaw tiredly, "When the time really comes, we'll see who you choose."
"Don't play prophecy with me, Raikou. I don't base my life on such things."
"It's funny," he said as he walked away, "Up until this point, you did."
She turned to crack a nasty comment at him, but he was already gone, "I don't care about some fortune telling Beast of Electricity. It's my life, my world and now my League as well."
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The entire group was silent through breakfast. Even Morty was quiet. The occasional "pass the such-and-such" request was about the only thing heard the entire meal. It was easy to tell Lance was heading back into his depressed slump, as he hardly ate anything though he sat staring at his plate for a good long time. After about an hour of near total silence a Poke'Ball blasted open, revealing a short yellow duck Pokemon.
Misty growled and clenched her fist, "Psyduck!" she cracked him upside the head, "Get back in your Poke'Ball!"
She smacked him so hard he went flying across the room and into the already annoyed Eevy's lap. Misty made a totally embarrassed face as the contents of Eevy's plate shot into the air and came raining down into her lap and onto Psyduck's head. Eevy sat still silently, staring at the Pokemon in her lap. Everyone started ducking, fearing an explosion from their hot-tempered Mistress.
Eevy took a deep breath and looked as if to scream, "Well," she suddenly smiled wide, "Aren't you the cutest little thing?"
"Psy duck?" Psyduck turned and gave her his usual dopey expression, "Psy-y-y. Duck?"
Eevy started laughing, "You're cute for a Psyduck," she snickered, "Come on, cutie," she stood up and walked out, carting the Psyduck with her, "Let's go get you cleaned up."
"That was deeply freaky," Ash muttered as Eevy disappeared around the door.
"Got that right," Will nodded, "Weird."
"Psyduck is actually good for something," Misty said with her fork in her mouth, "That's the weird part."
"Uh huh," Tracey agreed slowly.
"I wonder why she laughed so hard and didn't get angry," Morty mumbled.
"If it's not broken, don't fix it. I suppose," Luri turned back to the table and again the group began their silent eating.
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"You know, Psyduck," Eevy carried him down the hall, brushing the breakfast from his head, "Sometimes I wonder why Misty gets so mad at you. Sure you're not a Golduck, but you're still funny when somebody needs a laugh."
"Psy-y-y psy," Psyduck continued his idiot look, "Psy duck."
"I mean, you've never really done anything wrong. Just a couple stupid little mistakes…here…and there," she started walking more slowly and thinking a bit differently.
"Psyduck psy?" Psyduck looked up to ask.
"I'm fine!" she shook herself straight, "Anyway, all you have to do is try a little bit and you might even turn out to be her favorite Pokemon. It won't take evolving or anything serious like that, just a little more effort now and then. Sure, her temper could use an adjustment now and then, but I bet you…still…like her."
"Psy duck? Psy-y-y psyduck?"
"Nothing! Well, now that I'm awake here, what was I saying? Oh yeah. Whether Misty admits it or not she really does like you, Psyduck. Just look at what she said about Ash. Now look where they are!"
Psyduck's face turned beat red, "Psyduck psy-psy!"
"You silly thing! That's not what I meant and you know it! See what I mean about getting me a laugh? Thanks for giving me an excuse out of that stupid dining room too. I was getting a bit sick of sitting there. How about you and I go for a walk? I could use the fresh air."
"Psyduck," he put his hands on the sides of his face.
"I thought so," she continued down the hall and out the door, "I wonder when it got so cold."
"When I came to town," something said, causing Eevy to stop dead in her tracks.
A cold wind whipped by, followed by a blast of rushing hot air. Eevy ducked slightly and held Psyduck tighter to keep him from flying out of her grasp. The clouds turned dark and the air heated as shadows spiraled and slithered about.
"Alright!" she put Psyduck down beside her as the wind slightly slowed, "Show yourself, ya' little skunk!"
A totally unfamiliar sight seemed to form right out of the shadows. Beat red hair and blood red eyes like a snake's totally contrasted the pitch black cloak waving behind him.
Eevy jumped in front of Psyduck, "You! You're Peter Rubeus!"
"I see you've heard of me," Peter snickered, "I've been waiting a long time to meet you."
"Whatever!" Eevy snapped, "What'd you want?"
"There's a simple answer to that question. I want my position back and you exterminated like the fluttery little insect you are!"
Eevy stepped back, "You wouldn't dare!"
"Wanna bet?" his narrow eyes burned red, "I'd dare anything if it meant getting rid of you."
"Don't even try it!" Eevy barked, "I can drop you good with my Pokemon!" the blue Poke'Ball came from under her cloak.
He smirked wildly, "What else have you got hidden under there?"
"Nothing you'll ever see!" she held the Rain Ball ready, "If you want to try me in a battle, come on!"
"I'd love to try you at something," he noticed her gag, "Don't tell me you really want to stay with Ryujin."
"How'd you…Know about that?" her eyes narrowed and she hesitantly stepped back a step.
"I know a lot, honey," there was actually a hint of a snake's hiss in his voice, "Let me ask you something. Where's your precious Dragon Master now?"
"He's not precious to me at all!"
"Sure, sweetie. Whatever you say," Peter shrugged, "If that's true, why not come with me? I'd treat you right. Unlike 'Dragon'."
"In your dreams, Rubeus! You're not playing your mind games with me!"
He growled lowly and raised a hand, "You go ahead and believe that, doll face. But it's time to die!" bringing his arm down brought a wash of red and orange flames.
Eevy backed away, pushing Psyduck behind her, "Light Screen!" she shrieked, holding her hands out.
A blue dome encased her and the Pokemon as Rubeus glared lowly, watching his fire hit and disintegrate, "Ah…A Light Screen effect. You are a psychic."
"Yeah, no fake!" she barked, "You'd better take off now, while you still have the chance, or I'll-"
"Psyduck psy!" Psyduck stomped around in front of her.
Peter's right eyebrow went up, "A Psyduck?" he started laughing hysterically, "That's just too good!" he laughed, "Don't tell me that's actually gonna try and face me!"
"Psyduck," Eevy knelt down next to him, "You can do it, Psyduck. Make Misty proud. Use Confusion attack, now!"
Peter started laughing even harder as Psyduck made straining faces as he tried to attack, "Oh, please! Make it stop! My sides ache!"
His laughter immediately halted as Psyduck's eyes started burning a powerful blue, "Duck…duck…duck…duck," the headache from Peter's twittering got worse and worse until it exploded in Psychic attack fury.
The ground around Peter blew up, sending him sky high, "No way!" he flailed, "How the hell did that thing do that?!" he crash landed somewhere in the distance.
"You did it, Psyduck!" Eevy jumped, "That was so great! Misty's going to be so very proud! I think we'll postpone our walk for a little while. Let's go back inside."
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Eevy re-entered the dining room again with Psyduck close behind, "I think I'm in trouble," she muttered and leaned up against the door.
Morty shot up, "Why? What happened?"
Eevy looked down at Psyduck, "Rubeus just attacked me."
The juice that had been in Will's mouth shot into the air, "Whoa!" he hacked, "Peter Rubeus?!"
Luri was too busy choking to really say much, "Rubeus…is…back!" she gagged.
"You're alright, aren't you?" Jason had just swallowed before she said that, saving him from both spitting and choking.
"Yes. Thanks to Psyduck," Eevy saw Misty's dead blank face, "He used his Confusion and Psychic attacks to save me. Right, Psyduck?" she crouched down next to him.
"Psy duck!" he jumped to her in a huge hug, "Psy-y-y!"
"No way," Brock muttered, "Psyduck beat Peter Rubeus."
"Impossible," Misty moaned, "Utterly impossible."
"They may not believe it, but I sure do!" Eevy hugged Psyduck around the neck, "Thank you, Psyduck!"
"Psy-y-y?"
In The Next Chronicle:
A New Rank
Notes
Rubeus got his rear kicked…By Psyduck…Yeeeeah…I've told you before not to ask, and I'm going to tell you again. But has anyone ever noticed how very much alike Ash and Psyduck are? *dodges flying bricks and rotten food* OK! OK! Geez! I'm just saying…Man…*^~^*Pro_V*^~^*
-=O~Her Pokemon~O=-
Pro_V's Pokemon Of The Moment
Stantler (Female)
Lvl-42, HP-127, Atk-96, Def-73, Sp.Atk-91, Sp.Def-75, Spd-92
Item-Quick Claw, Exp-93020
Hypnosis, Nightmare, Dream Eater, Stomp
From: Silver
Special Note: I used this Stantler to catch every G/S/C Legend. Beasts, Ho-oh, and Lugia alike. With her Quick Claw and Carbos-charged Speed, she's exceptional at her gift of the Hypnosis/Nightmare/Dream Eater combo. She's also useful for other hard-to-get Pokemon, like Misdreavus or Corsola. Try it sometime. Also, another way to raise their Speed is to breed a female Stantler with a male Sneasel. Hope for a female Stantler, and you'll get a Stantler with a Sneasel's stats. I recommend, in this case, saving your Nightmare and Dream Eater TMs (50 and 42, incase you didn't know) for the baby, as the baby will only inherit the TM/HM moves from the father. Also, it may inherit two of Sneasel's other moves: Reflect and/or Spite. And, if both the Sneasel and the Stantler know Leer, the baby would have that too. Any questions about Pokemon breeding? Feel free to ask, as I know it's kinda complicated ^_^ Heh…But I once bred a Magikarp with the stats of a Dragonite…