Entei paced around the strange enclosure, which it woke up and found itself
in. A quick survey proved that the lush decorations were illusions, the
whole place was a trap. It tried to free itself, but with no luck. Entei
could also feel like someone was watching it, although it could not find
out who or how.
The collector watched as Entei paced around the caged, extremely content about his new success. He was ecstatic that his collection was so close to completion, and he had the key to finishing it.
"And now," he thought, "To find my next treasure." He left the viewing area, looking at Articuno, whose cage was next to Entei's as he passed. The bird of ice seemed very discontent, and it was still breathing hard.
The man left the legendary pokemon and turned his attention back on Tasha. He opened the door to her prison and saw that she was awake, futilely trying to free herself. Her eyes were red from crying. She saw him enter, jerked in surprise, then turned her head.
"Now don't be that way," he said with mock sincerity, "It doesn't have to be this hard. Just tell me where they are and I won't hurt you. I fail to see why you hold their secret. Such magnificent creatures should not stay hidden. If you would just cooperate with me you would find that I am much more agreeable, and you would benefit greatly."
"You are evil!" yelled Tasha, verging on hysterical, "You hurt them! Can't you see, it is not right to imprison them! They need, they deserve to be free!"
"My dear, you are too young to realize what is going on here," coaxed the collector, "There is so little you understand about pokemon. Pokemon are meant to serve people. That is how it is supposed to be. They do battle for us, they do most hard work. I have chosen to have compassion and save the legendaries from that fate. They have to do nothing because they are mine. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you will leave. But, if you continue to be so stubborn I will have to use other means to get the information I desire."
"I refuse to help you! You are the one who doesn't realize anything! What you are doing is wrong! Everyone is going to get hurt! You are so blind you don't even see those obvious facts!" yelled Tasha, "I will never help you!"
"So you continue to do things the hard way, so be it," said the man, a look of cruelty appearing in his eyes, "I ask once; Where is Suicune? Don't make me use this." He pulled out his tazer. Tasha eyes went wide and her face drained of all blood. She was afraid.
"No," she said quietly.
"So be it," responded the collector. He once again brought down the weapon.
From outside the room a painful scream could be heard. It was loud enough that Moltres finally raised its head. It, along with the others, understood the collector was hurting someone else.
"Mount Silver!" cried a female voice between the pain.
"See, you can't beat me," gloated the collector, "the sooner you stop struggling the better off you will be." Tasha was hanging from her manacles, barely conscious.
"And now, for my next prize," said the collector as he left the room. He made quick plans with the help of his computer and was ready to leave by the next afternoon.
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The quiet bliss of Mount Silver was shattered late the next afternoon. A helicopter noisily landed in a vacant clearing, scattering the wild pokemon. Though most were incredibly strong, they still didn't want to face a human. This left the man alone to carry out his evil plan.
He quickly set up his trap. This was several electric rods buried in the ground. Then he sat and waited. The sun was dipping in the sky and still nothing unusual happened.
In order to relieve his aching muscles, the collector began to slowly circle the area, searching for his prize. His hand nervously rested on his weapon. But this proved to be fruitless. The man could find no sign of the legendary feline even being here. Then it dawned on him.
"She lied to me!" he half yelled, half whispered.
Back at his mansion.....
Tasha raised her head and gave a weak smile. Suicune would be safe, for now, she thought. Tasha could only hope that the aurora pokemon had moved from its original location before the man tortured that information out of her.
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"You lied!" the man accused as he stormed into the room with Tasha, throwing the door open in the process.
"I don't know what you are talking about," she replied, refusing to meet him in the eye.
"LIAR! Didn't your mother ever tell you it isn't right to lie," he accused.
"My mom is dead!" Tasha yelled back. This momentarily stunned the collector, making him forget a portion of his rage. "And how dare you accuse me of doing something wrong! Everything you do is evil!"
"Let's try this again. WHERE IS SUICUNE?!" he yelled, raising his tazer.
"I don't know," she answered, but he wasn't convinced.
"My dear if you continue to lie I will have to do much worse things," he threatened. He brought the tazer down on Tasha's already hurt back.
(Sharp fade to black.)
"If she is lying this time I will not give her the chance to lie again," muttered the collector, still mad. But he had been able to get another place name from the girl. "Mount Moon.....maybe there is something rarer there than Clefairies...." Since his supplies were still ready the man was gone the next morning, at dawn's first light.
"Please, be gone Suicune," prayed Tasha as she heard the helicopter leave, "I am sorry....." She fainted again.
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"Professor Hale, have you seen Tasha?" asked her dad, back in Egypt.
"No, I haven't," he replied, looking up from his work. "How long has she been missing?"
"Over a day now," he replied, "I have looked all over for her. I hope she isn't lost in the ruins."
"This could be serious," responded Prof. Hale, remembering his incident with the Unown. "We should start searching the immediately."
"Professor," called Dr. Hemlock, "Come here." The lady archaeologist had just entered the room and was carrying something. "Is this your daughter's pokemon?"
"Oddish!" he exclaimed, "Yes. What happened? Where did you find her?"
"Slow down," replied Dr. Hemlock, "I found the pokemon in the room with the legendary carvings. Oddish was knocked out. I also found these." She held up a scrap of cloth and a broken flashlight.
"What happened?" asked Tasha's father.
"I don't know, I can only guess," she replied, "It looks like there might have been a struggle, and the cloth is soaked in chloroform."
"What happened to my little girl?" the archaeologists cried in despair.
"This couldn't have been the Unown," commented Prof. Hale.
"No, I think we had a visitor," agreed Dr. Hemlock. "Whoever probably came through the new passage we found. It isn't entirely safe, so that person is probably insane."
"And what about Tasha?" asked her dad again.
"This is the only one we have who can answer that question," replied Dr. Hemlock as she gestured to Oddish. "Good luck. I am going to report this to security. I'll be right back." She left.
"Oddish, what happened?" asked Tasha's father. The pokemon was just now waking up.
"Oddd-iissh!" she exclaimed when she saw where she was, "Oh-Od-dishh."
"What happened?" he asked again.
"O-oh-dish. Dish-odd. Diiis," answered the pokemon.
"I don't think this going to help," commented Prof. Hale.
"Tasha said she could understand her pokemon. I wish that people really could understand them. Then I could get my child back," thought the archaeologist, "Why didn't I listen to her? She knew there was something wrong with the ruins. I should have listened to her more, that way I might have some clue now as to what happened. Tasha, please be all right."
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Mount Moon proved to be an ideal spot for the collector and his traps. Though it was traveled, he was confident no one would interfere. Although things are seldom as they seem. The mountain proved to be too ideal. There was too much space where Suicune may be and too many places for him to set traps. After some consideration the man put his tracking skills to use and decided to find evidence of Suicune before setting up, a lesson he learned from his passed experience.
The mountain proved to be very steep and hiking was difficult. He searched the better part of the day without seeing anything out of the ordinary. The collector was beginning to plan suffering for his prisoner if this was another lie when he found a smeared footprint.
The footprint was to blurry to be definite, but the man was not able to recognize it. It was definitely made by a mammal, but from there it was indeterminable. Still, the man followed this hunch and altered his course so he would be following it. The print appeared to be three days old.
He followed the footprint down the northern side of Mount Moon. Knowing that his target had a few days advantage on him did not make him stop, however. His ambition drove him on.
Soon he was following the scanty trail through a forest that was dense with thorn bushes. These soon gave way to a shallow incline. Then the thick trees gave way to thin, stunned bushes. Knowing his geography the man knew he was climbing Mount Crescent, which was next to Mount Moon.
The collector was beginning to wonder if he should continue chasing this shadow trail when a clear, fresh path caught his eye. He crouched down and examined it. There was no doubt about it. This trail had been made within the past day, and it was created my a pokemon whose footprints had never been recorder.
His spirits raised, the collector continued at a much faster pace. He cleared the top of the mountain and suddenly realized his target's goal. Mount Crescent opened to reveal a beautiful natural reservoir.
"Of course! If the legends are true Suicune would be attracted to any naturally pure water like this," he thought, "I have found the perfect spot, now for the trap."
He pulled out the remote for his helicopter and put it on auto-pilot. The helicopter flew towards the man. Then the collector quickly reburied the electric rods he had planted at Mount Silver. He planted them at the east shore, thinking that Suicune was most likely to appear there. Then he double checked his weapons; the tazers, his multi-purpose bazooka, and the spare cartridges. By that time his helicopter had landed on the west shore, partially hidden by the sparse foliage. He used the remote to program the helicopter to be prepared to fire electric charges on his signal. Then the waiting began.
It was very late in the day. The sun had already set. Knowing how certain pokemon were active during different times of the day, he decided to wait. It gradually grew later and got colder. Still, he sat there patiently, waiting for his quarry. Eventually he dozed off, setting his helicopter to scan for anything unusual.
The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon when the man stirred. When he opened his eyes his breath was caught in his throat. Suicune was standing on the bank of the reservoir, not fifty feet from where he was hiding. Suicune lowered its head, the crystal charm on its forehead glowing. It then bent and drank, the whole reservoir sparkling from its power.
"How beautiful," he thought, standing and preparing his weapons, "And soon it will be mine." He raised his weapon and fired at the unsuspecting pokemon.
"SUUIIIII!!!!" it cried as the air around it crackled with an intense electric over-surge. It dived backwards, quickly looking for the threat. Suicune found the threat all right. It launched a Water Gun at the man before preparing to flee.
The man dodged the attack and responded with one of his own. The area was blinded from his electric pulse.
"CCCUUUUEEE!!!" cried the pokemon in pain as the attack found its mark. Suicune struggled back on it feet and continued to flee.
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! The rods began to do their job. Anytime Suicune put weight on one an searing electric pulse surged through its body. Seeing that his prey was slowed down the man launched another assault.
"CCCUUUEEE!!!!" cried Suicune again. It attacked, but not its attacker. Suicune covered the ground with an Ice Beam. The electric producing rods shattered in the sudden temperature change.
"SSHHAAAAZZAAAAPPP!!!" the man fired again while this happened. But Suicune, free of its electrical tormentors, was able to dodge this.
"SSUUIII!" it cried and faced the man, standing on the slick ice it had created. The defiance in its face was obvious. It fired another Water Gun. The man tried to dodge again, but slid on the ice. He got completely drenched.
Suicune then prepared to retreat again. It dug its long claws into the ice and turned.
"No!" cried the man as he fired wildly. The ice cracked under the voltage. Both fighters felt that shock, the man because the water that drenched him conducted electricity and Suicune because it was hit directly.
Suicune spun, in an attempt to dodge the high voltage that was surrounding it. When it saw its attacker again it launched a powerful Hydro Pump. The man was pinned against a nearby tree by the sheer force of the water.
"Argh!" he cried, more in frustration than pain. Instinctively he raised his weapon as a barrier between him and the pounding water attack by Suicune. Suicune soon let up, but the man could tell by the look in its eyes that it was not done. Before Suicune could attack again the man fired his electric pulse at the pokemon. It was more painful for him this time, because the water from Suicune's last attack redirected it back his way.
Still, Suicune felt a shock and prepared to counter. Suicune fired another Ice Beam, this one at the collector. He tried to dodge, but still struggled to maintain his balance on the slippery terrain Suicune had created. The attack hit its target. The water which was still clinging to him froze instantly. The shock of the cold forced the man to drop his weapon. This shattered into a hundred piece.
Still not giving up the man drew his tazer with half numb hands and cracked it towards his prey. Suicune turned towards the reservoir and broke into a run. Thinking his target would be cornered between him and the bank the man quickly followed. Much to his dismay however, Suicune did not stop at the water's edge. It continued to run, right on the water! This sent a wake of water behind it, much like a speedboat. The droplets caught the rising sun for a breath-taking scene.
"How magnificent, how beautiful," muttered the man, his desire to own the aurora pokemon growing. "I didn't even know it could do that."
Suicune had almost reached the opposite shore, and freedom. The man saw his prize getting smaller and smaller as it got further and further away.
"CCUUUUNNNNEEEEE!!!!!" cried Suicune, in sheer agony. The man had pulled out the remote and ordered the helicopter to attack. The entire reservoir turned into a giant electric conductor. The pokemon who lived there felt it too. Beneath its surface Magikarp, Wooper, Poliwag, and Marill reeled in pain. Suicune collapsed, because the voltage did not stop.
It was still pretty far out, but the reservoir was shallow, so Suicune was still above water. The man quickly jogged around, to claim his prize. He waded out to the water type. Suicune was breathing hard. He reached out a hand to touch it when the pokemon came to life. It used Bite and the man pulled back suddenly, his hand and forearm bleeding.
"I'll teach you some respect," he snarled at Suicune, who was on its feet, but swaying badly. This pokemon refused to give up. The man activated his tazer and brought it across the pokemon's back and shoulder, ignoring the pain he felt.
"CCUUUEE!!!" it cried, convulsing with each new pulse. Finally it collapsed back into the water. Not wanting to take any more chances, the collector pulled out a tranquilizer gun and fired it twice, once into Suicune's chest, once into the back. Suicune twitched when it was hit, then went still. The man reached for the remote to have his helicopter bring out the crane, only to find that the remote had shorted out.
He walked back to his helicopter, and manually lowered Suicune into the cargo area. Suicune stirred once, then went limp again. Once it was secured the man finally removed the darts. Then he set his helicopter on auto-pilot for his home. The collector then treated his injuries.
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"We have a little luck," said Dr. Hemlock, "Although a security cameras are little use at night, we do have an image."
"Show it to me," ordered Tasha's dad. A clip was run. It was quiet, but then a shadow figure walked across the screen. It was to dark to make out any more than his feet, which were illuminated by his flashlight. The time read 11:34 at night.
"We have no other footage because he didn't use the flashlight on his way out," commented Dr. Hemlock.
"But what happened to Tasha?" her father asked.
"We can only guess," replied Prof. Hale. Everyone present looked grim. "I think it is time you contacted the authorities."
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"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," was all Tasha could say as she sat with her arms still shackled. She was only partially aware of what she was doing and where she was at. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
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The collector watched as Entei paced around the caged, extremely content about his new success. He was ecstatic that his collection was so close to completion, and he had the key to finishing it.
"And now," he thought, "To find my next treasure." He left the viewing area, looking at Articuno, whose cage was next to Entei's as he passed. The bird of ice seemed very discontent, and it was still breathing hard.
The man left the legendary pokemon and turned his attention back on Tasha. He opened the door to her prison and saw that she was awake, futilely trying to free herself. Her eyes were red from crying. She saw him enter, jerked in surprise, then turned her head.
"Now don't be that way," he said with mock sincerity, "It doesn't have to be this hard. Just tell me where they are and I won't hurt you. I fail to see why you hold their secret. Such magnificent creatures should not stay hidden. If you would just cooperate with me you would find that I am much more agreeable, and you would benefit greatly."
"You are evil!" yelled Tasha, verging on hysterical, "You hurt them! Can't you see, it is not right to imprison them! They need, they deserve to be free!"
"My dear, you are too young to realize what is going on here," coaxed the collector, "There is so little you understand about pokemon. Pokemon are meant to serve people. That is how it is supposed to be. They do battle for us, they do most hard work. I have chosen to have compassion and save the legendaries from that fate. They have to do nothing because they are mine. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you will leave. But, if you continue to be so stubborn I will have to use other means to get the information I desire."
"I refuse to help you! You are the one who doesn't realize anything! What you are doing is wrong! Everyone is going to get hurt! You are so blind you don't even see those obvious facts!" yelled Tasha, "I will never help you!"
"So you continue to do things the hard way, so be it," said the man, a look of cruelty appearing in his eyes, "I ask once; Where is Suicune? Don't make me use this." He pulled out his tazer. Tasha eyes went wide and her face drained of all blood. She was afraid.
"No," she said quietly.
"So be it," responded the collector. He once again brought down the weapon.
From outside the room a painful scream could be heard. It was loud enough that Moltres finally raised its head. It, along with the others, understood the collector was hurting someone else.
"Mount Silver!" cried a female voice between the pain.
"See, you can't beat me," gloated the collector, "the sooner you stop struggling the better off you will be." Tasha was hanging from her manacles, barely conscious.
"And now, for my next prize," said the collector as he left the room. He made quick plans with the help of his computer and was ready to leave by the next afternoon.
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The quiet bliss of Mount Silver was shattered late the next afternoon. A helicopter noisily landed in a vacant clearing, scattering the wild pokemon. Though most were incredibly strong, they still didn't want to face a human. This left the man alone to carry out his evil plan.
He quickly set up his trap. This was several electric rods buried in the ground. Then he sat and waited. The sun was dipping in the sky and still nothing unusual happened.
In order to relieve his aching muscles, the collector began to slowly circle the area, searching for his prize. His hand nervously rested on his weapon. But this proved to be fruitless. The man could find no sign of the legendary feline even being here. Then it dawned on him.
"She lied to me!" he half yelled, half whispered.
Back at his mansion.....
Tasha raised her head and gave a weak smile. Suicune would be safe, for now, she thought. Tasha could only hope that the aurora pokemon had moved from its original location before the man tortured that information out of her.
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"You lied!" the man accused as he stormed into the room with Tasha, throwing the door open in the process.
"I don't know what you are talking about," she replied, refusing to meet him in the eye.
"LIAR! Didn't your mother ever tell you it isn't right to lie," he accused.
"My mom is dead!" Tasha yelled back. This momentarily stunned the collector, making him forget a portion of his rage. "And how dare you accuse me of doing something wrong! Everything you do is evil!"
"Let's try this again. WHERE IS SUICUNE?!" he yelled, raising his tazer.
"I don't know," she answered, but he wasn't convinced.
"My dear if you continue to lie I will have to do much worse things," he threatened. He brought the tazer down on Tasha's already hurt back.
(Sharp fade to black.)
"If she is lying this time I will not give her the chance to lie again," muttered the collector, still mad. But he had been able to get another place name from the girl. "Mount Moon.....maybe there is something rarer there than Clefairies...." Since his supplies were still ready the man was gone the next morning, at dawn's first light.
"Please, be gone Suicune," prayed Tasha as she heard the helicopter leave, "I am sorry....." She fainted again.
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"Professor Hale, have you seen Tasha?" asked her dad, back in Egypt.
"No, I haven't," he replied, looking up from his work. "How long has she been missing?"
"Over a day now," he replied, "I have looked all over for her. I hope she isn't lost in the ruins."
"This could be serious," responded Prof. Hale, remembering his incident with the Unown. "We should start searching the immediately."
"Professor," called Dr. Hemlock, "Come here." The lady archaeologist had just entered the room and was carrying something. "Is this your daughter's pokemon?"
"Oddish!" he exclaimed, "Yes. What happened? Where did you find her?"
"Slow down," replied Dr. Hemlock, "I found the pokemon in the room with the legendary carvings. Oddish was knocked out. I also found these." She held up a scrap of cloth and a broken flashlight.
"What happened?" asked Tasha's father.
"I don't know, I can only guess," she replied, "It looks like there might have been a struggle, and the cloth is soaked in chloroform."
"What happened to my little girl?" the archaeologists cried in despair.
"This couldn't have been the Unown," commented Prof. Hale.
"No, I think we had a visitor," agreed Dr. Hemlock. "Whoever probably came through the new passage we found. It isn't entirely safe, so that person is probably insane."
"And what about Tasha?" asked her dad again.
"This is the only one we have who can answer that question," replied Dr. Hemlock as she gestured to Oddish. "Good luck. I am going to report this to security. I'll be right back." She left.
"Oddish, what happened?" asked Tasha's father. The pokemon was just now waking up.
"Oddd-iissh!" she exclaimed when she saw where she was, "Oh-Od-dishh."
"What happened?" he asked again.
"O-oh-dish. Dish-odd. Diiis," answered the pokemon.
"I don't think this going to help," commented Prof. Hale.
"Tasha said she could understand her pokemon. I wish that people really could understand them. Then I could get my child back," thought the archaeologist, "Why didn't I listen to her? She knew there was something wrong with the ruins. I should have listened to her more, that way I might have some clue now as to what happened. Tasha, please be all right."
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Mount Moon proved to be an ideal spot for the collector and his traps. Though it was traveled, he was confident no one would interfere. Although things are seldom as they seem. The mountain proved to be too ideal. There was too much space where Suicune may be and too many places for him to set traps. After some consideration the man put his tracking skills to use and decided to find evidence of Suicune before setting up, a lesson he learned from his passed experience.
The mountain proved to be very steep and hiking was difficult. He searched the better part of the day without seeing anything out of the ordinary. The collector was beginning to plan suffering for his prisoner if this was another lie when he found a smeared footprint.
The footprint was to blurry to be definite, but the man was not able to recognize it. It was definitely made by a mammal, but from there it was indeterminable. Still, the man followed this hunch and altered his course so he would be following it. The print appeared to be three days old.
He followed the footprint down the northern side of Mount Moon. Knowing that his target had a few days advantage on him did not make him stop, however. His ambition drove him on.
Soon he was following the scanty trail through a forest that was dense with thorn bushes. These soon gave way to a shallow incline. Then the thick trees gave way to thin, stunned bushes. Knowing his geography the man knew he was climbing Mount Crescent, which was next to Mount Moon.
The collector was beginning to wonder if he should continue chasing this shadow trail when a clear, fresh path caught his eye. He crouched down and examined it. There was no doubt about it. This trail had been made within the past day, and it was created my a pokemon whose footprints had never been recorder.
His spirits raised, the collector continued at a much faster pace. He cleared the top of the mountain and suddenly realized his target's goal. Mount Crescent opened to reveal a beautiful natural reservoir.
"Of course! If the legends are true Suicune would be attracted to any naturally pure water like this," he thought, "I have found the perfect spot, now for the trap."
He pulled out the remote for his helicopter and put it on auto-pilot. The helicopter flew towards the man. Then the collector quickly reburied the electric rods he had planted at Mount Silver. He planted them at the east shore, thinking that Suicune was most likely to appear there. Then he double checked his weapons; the tazers, his multi-purpose bazooka, and the spare cartridges. By that time his helicopter had landed on the west shore, partially hidden by the sparse foliage. He used the remote to program the helicopter to be prepared to fire electric charges on his signal. Then the waiting began.
It was very late in the day. The sun had already set. Knowing how certain pokemon were active during different times of the day, he decided to wait. It gradually grew later and got colder. Still, he sat there patiently, waiting for his quarry. Eventually he dozed off, setting his helicopter to scan for anything unusual.
The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon when the man stirred. When he opened his eyes his breath was caught in his throat. Suicune was standing on the bank of the reservoir, not fifty feet from where he was hiding. Suicune lowered its head, the crystal charm on its forehead glowing. It then bent and drank, the whole reservoir sparkling from its power.
"How beautiful," he thought, standing and preparing his weapons, "And soon it will be mine." He raised his weapon and fired at the unsuspecting pokemon.
"SUUIIIII!!!!" it cried as the air around it crackled with an intense electric over-surge. It dived backwards, quickly looking for the threat. Suicune found the threat all right. It launched a Water Gun at the man before preparing to flee.
The man dodged the attack and responded with one of his own. The area was blinded from his electric pulse.
"CCCUUUUEEE!!!" cried the pokemon in pain as the attack found its mark. Suicune struggled back on it feet and continued to flee.
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! The rods began to do their job. Anytime Suicune put weight on one an searing electric pulse surged through its body. Seeing that his prey was slowed down the man launched another assault.
"CCCUUUEEE!!!!" cried Suicune again. It attacked, but not its attacker. Suicune covered the ground with an Ice Beam. The electric producing rods shattered in the sudden temperature change.
"SSHHAAAAZZAAAAPPP!!!" the man fired again while this happened. But Suicune, free of its electrical tormentors, was able to dodge this.
"SSUUIII!" it cried and faced the man, standing on the slick ice it had created. The defiance in its face was obvious. It fired another Water Gun. The man tried to dodge again, but slid on the ice. He got completely drenched.
Suicune then prepared to retreat again. It dug its long claws into the ice and turned.
"No!" cried the man as he fired wildly. The ice cracked under the voltage. Both fighters felt that shock, the man because the water that drenched him conducted electricity and Suicune because it was hit directly.
Suicune spun, in an attempt to dodge the high voltage that was surrounding it. When it saw its attacker again it launched a powerful Hydro Pump. The man was pinned against a nearby tree by the sheer force of the water.
"Argh!" he cried, more in frustration than pain. Instinctively he raised his weapon as a barrier between him and the pounding water attack by Suicune. Suicune soon let up, but the man could tell by the look in its eyes that it was not done. Before Suicune could attack again the man fired his electric pulse at the pokemon. It was more painful for him this time, because the water from Suicune's last attack redirected it back his way.
Still, Suicune felt a shock and prepared to counter. Suicune fired another Ice Beam, this one at the collector. He tried to dodge, but still struggled to maintain his balance on the slippery terrain Suicune had created. The attack hit its target. The water which was still clinging to him froze instantly. The shock of the cold forced the man to drop his weapon. This shattered into a hundred piece.
Still not giving up the man drew his tazer with half numb hands and cracked it towards his prey. Suicune turned towards the reservoir and broke into a run. Thinking his target would be cornered between him and the bank the man quickly followed. Much to his dismay however, Suicune did not stop at the water's edge. It continued to run, right on the water! This sent a wake of water behind it, much like a speedboat. The droplets caught the rising sun for a breath-taking scene.
"How magnificent, how beautiful," muttered the man, his desire to own the aurora pokemon growing. "I didn't even know it could do that."
Suicune had almost reached the opposite shore, and freedom. The man saw his prize getting smaller and smaller as it got further and further away.
"CCUUUUNNNNEEEEE!!!!!" cried Suicune, in sheer agony. The man had pulled out the remote and ordered the helicopter to attack. The entire reservoir turned into a giant electric conductor. The pokemon who lived there felt it too. Beneath its surface Magikarp, Wooper, Poliwag, and Marill reeled in pain. Suicune collapsed, because the voltage did not stop.
It was still pretty far out, but the reservoir was shallow, so Suicune was still above water. The man quickly jogged around, to claim his prize. He waded out to the water type. Suicune was breathing hard. He reached out a hand to touch it when the pokemon came to life. It used Bite and the man pulled back suddenly, his hand and forearm bleeding.
"I'll teach you some respect," he snarled at Suicune, who was on its feet, but swaying badly. This pokemon refused to give up. The man activated his tazer and brought it across the pokemon's back and shoulder, ignoring the pain he felt.
"CCUUUEE!!!" it cried, convulsing with each new pulse. Finally it collapsed back into the water. Not wanting to take any more chances, the collector pulled out a tranquilizer gun and fired it twice, once into Suicune's chest, once into the back. Suicune twitched when it was hit, then went still. The man reached for the remote to have his helicopter bring out the crane, only to find that the remote had shorted out.
He walked back to his helicopter, and manually lowered Suicune into the cargo area. Suicune stirred once, then went limp again. Once it was secured the man finally removed the darts. Then he set his helicopter on auto-pilot for his home. The collector then treated his injuries.
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"We have a little luck," said Dr. Hemlock, "Although a security cameras are little use at night, we do have an image."
"Show it to me," ordered Tasha's dad. A clip was run. It was quiet, but then a shadow figure walked across the screen. It was to dark to make out any more than his feet, which were illuminated by his flashlight. The time read 11:34 at night.
"We have no other footage because he didn't use the flashlight on his way out," commented Dr. Hemlock.
"But what happened to Tasha?" her father asked.
"We can only guess," replied Prof. Hale. Everyone present looked grim. "I think it is time you contacted the authorities."
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"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," was all Tasha could say as she sat with her arms still shackled. She was only partially aware of what she was doing and where she was at. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
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