It was much later when Tasha came around. She raised her head and felt
pain shooting through her back. She knew what had happened. Her only hope
was that Suicune had succeeded where she had failed. Tasha looked around
the room. This caught the collector's eye and he approached her. Tasha
lowered her head, which caused blood to rush to it, making her headache
worse.
"You are awake, good," he said as he approached. Tasha refused to look him in the eye. "Are you going to insist in being stubborn? I only need one more piece to complete the set. You can give me the information I need, and I won't have to hurt you." Tasha gasped. Suicune was caught too. Fresh tears emerged from her eyes.
"No, I will not....I can't" Tasha stuttered, "This is wrong!"
"Your warped sense of pity and self-righteousness doesn't impress me," the man said, his voice low, "Tell me where Raikou is or I will find out my way." Tasha paled but said nothing.
"You have chosen by your silence," the man said and he began to uncoil his tazer. Tasha was shaking. He raised it over his head and was about to strike.
"Minava Jungle!" Tasha exclaimed before he could hurt her. She collapsed then, sobbing.
"See, it doesn't have to be the hard way all the time," said the collector as he put his weapon away. He turned and walked out, leaving Tasha to her guilt.
She had never felt so bad in her entire life. She had traded her comfort for the freedom of a legendary. She cried bitterly over that, until she fell asleep. Meanwhile, the collector was making new plans.
"Curse Suicune," he grumbled as he examined the remains of his shattered bazooka. His primary weapon was useless now. "And I can't use my tazer because Raikou is an electric type." He seemed to have very little options.
"Computer, print out a geographic map of the Minava Jungle," he ordered After carefully examining this he had a vague plan forming. He knew that most of his traditional methods would fail, but he was determined to find away. The collector was against using sleep inducing methods, because half of the fun of collecting came from the hunt.
The next day he refined his plans and gathered his supplies. He left at the setting of the sun, knowing that Minava Jungle was a far way off. It was on the other side of Johto, just west of Olivine City.
He landed his helicopter out of view of curious travelers who may stumble across it and made his way into the forest. It was hard to travel through the dense underbrush and the plant life blocked the sky. All in all it was very unfavorable terrain for a battle.
The collector knew what he was looking for; tracks, a water hole, or anything out of the ordinary. He examined the ground, but it was too hard for footprints to be left. He also remembered the print out map he had, and there was several streams. Any of which Raikou could be at. That was, assuming Tasha hadn't lied this time. He gritted his teeth and pressed on.
After several hours of walking he noticed the jungle sounds had stopped. The man, too froze, his sense on overdrive. He looked around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He did not move for several minutes, but nothing happened. The wildlife sounds did not return.
"This could be it," he thought. Acting on his hunch, the man began to set up his next trap. He looked around and chose the highest, sturdiest tree in the area. He took off his travel pack, and out of it pulled several incredibly long black coils. He threw these into the tree branches and let them dangle, like half dead grapevines.
After that he prepared the weapons he would be using. Both strongly resembled handguns. To the first he attached a long canister. The second he clipped onto his belt. Then the waiting began.
He decided to climb at tree and wait, which would give him an aerial view. From there, he also hoped to have an advantage on Raikou this way. The whole area was still strangely quiet. He sat back and waited as the sun set. He knew he might have a long wait.
That turned out to be true. Nothing happened the entire night, and he had dozed off a few times. It had gotten chilly in the jungle and the man shifted to keep his limbs awake. The shadows played tricks on his eyes and several times he had thought that he had seen something that was not there.
At last morning broke. In the early dawn's rays the collector finally saw what he had desired, Raikou. The legendary thunder pokemon was walking silently through the jungle, without fear. Its yellow and black striped back added to the unusual mix of early morning light. The man silently shifted, than prepared to attack. Raikou froze, sniffing the wind. The collector froze. The entire area was still for what seemed like an eternity until Raikou continued its approach. The man aimed and fired.
"BOOM!" The first gun, the one with the canister, fired. A haze of flames shot forward, lighting the leaves. Raikou jerked in surprise, but showed no fear. It began to look around for the threat.
"BOOM!" the man fired again. Part of the attack hit the target, but Raikou hardly felt it. Raikou had spotted the enemy. The attacks were flares, more for show than anything.
"EEEAAARRRGGG!" bellowed Raikou as it used Thunder. The jungle was filled with a blinding light. The tree the man was hiding in exploded and he hit the ground hard. The collector quickly got up and fired again, despite his injuries.
"BOOM!"
"RREEEAARRR!" cried Raikou as it charged. It attempted to use Crunch, but its charge was blocked by a sapling. Raikou turned and prepared to use Spark, its entire body glowing with electric light.
Seeing this the man quickly pulled out his second weapon. Aiming it straight into the air he activated it. The whole jungle was filled with an ultrasonic blast. The remaining wild pokemon quickly fled, leaving the two contestants to finish there fight alone.
Raikou, with its cat like hearing, bellowed in pain as the noise persisted. The man, however, was not effected. He had planned ahead and was wearing ear plugs. Raikou used Thunder Shock in an attempt to stop the collector. The attack missed and Raikou prepared to flee.
"No you don't," the man muttered as he aimed with his first weapon. "BOOM!" He fired. The attack missed the legendary, but hit the surrounding brush It ignited, cutting off Raikou's escape route.
But in doing this the collector easied off of the ultrasonic device. Raikou retalitaed with Zap Cannon and the collector was blinded. The attack missed for the most part, but his left leg was hit. He could feel it seize up, paralized.
"HHEEERRAA!" cried Raikou as it charged its tormentor. Raikou was ready to use Crunch again. The man saw this and quickly aimed the flare gun. Click! It was out of ammo. In a desperate manuveur the man dove to the side and turned the ultrasonic weapon back on.
Raikou was about three feet from the weapon when it was activated. It cried out in the excrusating pain.
"YYYAAAEERRR!" it bellowed. Raikou had now decided this fight was over. It turned again to flee.
"No you don't!" said the man leaping to his feet. But his left leg was still paralyzed and he fell again. He quickly reloaded his flare gun and hoped that Raikou was still in range. He raised the weapon and fired. "BOOM!" The intense heat veered Raikou closer to the river bank. The brush was still smoldering, and in some places fires were raging.
Raikou coiled its haunches and jumped onto a nearby tree branch. It then turned and faced the collector, knowing it was safe from his weapons and summoned its strength for a powerful Thunder.
"KA-BOOM!" teh intensity of the electicity smoothered the fires, broke braces and destroyed trees. The collector ducked, covering his head with his hands. He looked up as soon as the after glow died. Raikou was standing defiantly above him, perfectly balanced on a tree branch. The man's greed grew.
"You are mine!" he cried and fired again. Raikou turned and jumped from branch to branch, landing deftly on the ground fifty feet away from the original branch. It looked back, as if daring the collector to keep up. Raikou than turned and fled.
But it was not quick enough. The man had his remote in his hand and had activate the dormant black coils that were hanging from the tree. They came to life like a hundred snakes, grabbing anything that moved. Several branches waving in the wind were ensnared, but so was Raikou. The first wire grabbed the thunder pokemon's left hind leg and tripped it. In an instant the other wires were on top of it, binding Raikou in a near death grip.
Raikou struggled and launched several electric attacks, but with no effect. The wires were immune to electricity. Immediately seeing that it wasn't working Raikou began to use Bite. The wires proved to be extremely resilient to this, but eventually Raikou gnawed through a few of them. But more wires bound its head and its legs were hopelessly tangled.
"It is over," gloated the man as he approached, "You are mine."
"HEEAARR!" cried Raikou, still struggling.
"You don't think so," he continued to taunt, "I will prove you wrong." He turned a knob on his remote control and the wires tightened.
"EEAAARRR!" cried Raikou in pain. Its breathing became short, as its trachea was cut off. Raikou was slowly being choked. It continued to struggle, despite this. Eventually it was doing no more than twitching. Then its body went limp.
The collector called off his machine and Raikou fell to the ground, unconscious. He then radioed his helicopter and loaded the thunder pokemon into the cargo bay. After injecting it with a few tranquilizers the man flew home.
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"Is that all you know?" asked Officer Jenny as she finished questioning Tasha's father.
"Yes," he replied. His appearance had changed a lot in the past few days. There were bags under his eyes, and his hair was messy. His posture was slumped and he never responded as quickly.
"Are you sure she is not lost in the ruins?" asked Officer Jenny, eyeing Prof. Hale.
"Yes, for the last time," he answered.
"We'll do our best," she said before turning and leaving.
"No they won't," muttered Prof. Hale. "She doesn't believe us."
"Do you think the Unown have her?" asked Tasha's father, exhausted.
"I don't think so," replied Prof. Hale. "This is something far worse." He didn't say the second part out loud, but he knew that it was something horrible that the girl was gone.
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"You are awake, good," he said as he approached. Tasha refused to look him in the eye. "Are you going to insist in being stubborn? I only need one more piece to complete the set. You can give me the information I need, and I won't have to hurt you." Tasha gasped. Suicune was caught too. Fresh tears emerged from her eyes.
"No, I will not....I can't" Tasha stuttered, "This is wrong!"
"Your warped sense of pity and self-righteousness doesn't impress me," the man said, his voice low, "Tell me where Raikou is or I will find out my way." Tasha paled but said nothing.
"You have chosen by your silence," the man said and he began to uncoil his tazer. Tasha was shaking. He raised it over his head and was about to strike.
"Minava Jungle!" Tasha exclaimed before he could hurt her. She collapsed then, sobbing.
"See, it doesn't have to be the hard way all the time," said the collector as he put his weapon away. He turned and walked out, leaving Tasha to her guilt.
She had never felt so bad in her entire life. She had traded her comfort for the freedom of a legendary. She cried bitterly over that, until she fell asleep. Meanwhile, the collector was making new plans.
"Curse Suicune," he grumbled as he examined the remains of his shattered bazooka. His primary weapon was useless now. "And I can't use my tazer because Raikou is an electric type." He seemed to have very little options.
"Computer, print out a geographic map of the Minava Jungle," he ordered After carefully examining this he had a vague plan forming. He knew that most of his traditional methods would fail, but he was determined to find away. The collector was against using sleep inducing methods, because half of the fun of collecting came from the hunt.
The next day he refined his plans and gathered his supplies. He left at the setting of the sun, knowing that Minava Jungle was a far way off. It was on the other side of Johto, just west of Olivine City.
He landed his helicopter out of view of curious travelers who may stumble across it and made his way into the forest. It was hard to travel through the dense underbrush and the plant life blocked the sky. All in all it was very unfavorable terrain for a battle.
The collector knew what he was looking for; tracks, a water hole, or anything out of the ordinary. He examined the ground, but it was too hard for footprints to be left. He also remembered the print out map he had, and there was several streams. Any of which Raikou could be at. That was, assuming Tasha hadn't lied this time. He gritted his teeth and pressed on.
After several hours of walking he noticed the jungle sounds had stopped. The man, too froze, his sense on overdrive. He looked around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He did not move for several minutes, but nothing happened. The wildlife sounds did not return.
"This could be it," he thought. Acting on his hunch, the man began to set up his next trap. He looked around and chose the highest, sturdiest tree in the area. He took off his travel pack, and out of it pulled several incredibly long black coils. He threw these into the tree branches and let them dangle, like half dead grapevines.
After that he prepared the weapons he would be using. Both strongly resembled handguns. To the first he attached a long canister. The second he clipped onto his belt. Then the waiting began.
He decided to climb at tree and wait, which would give him an aerial view. From there, he also hoped to have an advantage on Raikou this way. The whole area was still strangely quiet. He sat back and waited as the sun set. He knew he might have a long wait.
That turned out to be true. Nothing happened the entire night, and he had dozed off a few times. It had gotten chilly in the jungle and the man shifted to keep his limbs awake. The shadows played tricks on his eyes and several times he had thought that he had seen something that was not there.
At last morning broke. In the early dawn's rays the collector finally saw what he had desired, Raikou. The legendary thunder pokemon was walking silently through the jungle, without fear. Its yellow and black striped back added to the unusual mix of early morning light. The man silently shifted, than prepared to attack. Raikou froze, sniffing the wind. The collector froze. The entire area was still for what seemed like an eternity until Raikou continued its approach. The man aimed and fired.
"BOOM!" The first gun, the one with the canister, fired. A haze of flames shot forward, lighting the leaves. Raikou jerked in surprise, but showed no fear. It began to look around for the threat.
"BOOM!" the man fired again. Part of the attack hit the target, but Raikou hardly felt it. Raikou had spotted the enemy. The attacks were flares, more for show than anything.
"EEEAAARRRGGG!" bellowed Raikou as it used Thunder. The jungle was filled with a blinding light. The tree the man was hiding in exploded and he hit the ground hard. The collector quickly got up and fired again, despite his injuries.
"BOOM!"
"RREEEAARRR!" cried Raikou as it charged. It attempted to use Crunch, but its charge was blocked by a sapling. Raikou turned and prepared to use Spark, its entire body glowing with electric light.
Seeing this the man quickly pulled out his second weapon. Aiming it straight into the air he activated it. The whole jungle was filled with an ultrasonic blast. The remaining wild pokemon quickly fled, leaving the two contestants to finish there fight alone.
Raikou, with its cat like hearing, bellowed in pain as the noise persisted. The man, however, was not effected. He had planned ahead and was wearing ear plugs. Raikou used Thunder Shock in an attempt to stop the collector. The attack missed and Raikou prepared to flee.
"No you don't," the man muttered as he aimed with his first weapon. "BOOM!" He fired. The attack missed the legendary, but hit the surrounding brush It ignited, cutting off Raikou's escape route.
But in doing this the collector easied off of the ultrasonic device. Raikou retalitaed with Zap Cannon and the collector was blinded. The attack missed for the most part, but his left leg was hit. He could feel it seize up, paralized.
"HHEEERRAA!" cried Raikou as it charged its tormentor. Raikou was ready to use Crunch again. The man saw this and quickly aimed the flare gun. Click! It was out of ammo. In a desperate manuveur the man dove to the side and turned the ultrasonic weapon back on.
Raikou was about three feet from the weapon when it was activated. It cried out in the excrusating pain.
"YYYAAAEERRR!" it bellowed. Raikou had now decided this fight was over. It turned again to flee.
"No you don't!" said the man leaping to his feet. But his left leg was still paralyzed and he fell again. He quickly reloaded his flare gun and hoped that Raikou was still in range. He raised the weapon and fired. "BOOM!" The intense heat veered Raikou closer to the river bank. The brush was still smoldering, and in some places fires were raging.
Raikou coiled its haunches and jumped onto a nearby tree branch. It then turned and faced the collector, knowing it was safe from his weapons and summoned its strength for a powerful Thunder.
"KA-BOOM!" teh intensity of the electicity smoothered the fires, broke braces and destroyed trees. The collector ducked, covering his head with his hands. He looked up as soon as the after glow died. Raikou was standing defiantly above him, perfectly balanced on a tree branch. The man's greed grew.
"You are mine!" he cried and fired again. Raikou turned and jumped from branch to branch, landing deftly on the ground fifty feet away from the original branch. It looked back, as if daring the collector to keep up. Raikou than turned and fled.
But it was not quick enough. The man had his remote in his hand and had activate the dormant black coils that were hanging from the tree. They came to life like a hundred snakes, grabbing anything that moved. Several branches waving in the wind were ensnared, but so was Raikou. The first wire grabbed the thunder pokemon's left hind leg and tripped it. In an instant the other wires were on top of it, binding Raikou in a near death grip.
Raikou struggled and launched several electric attacks, but with no effect. The wires were immune to electricity. Immediately seeing that it wasn't working Raikou began to use Bite. The wires proved to be extremely resilient to this, but eventually Raikou gnawed through a few of them. But more wires bound its head and its legs were hopelessly tangled.
"It is over," gloated the man as he approached, "You are mine."
"HEEAARR!" cried Raikou, still struggling.
"You don't think so," he continued to taunt, "I will prove you wrong." He turned a knob on his remote control and the wires tightened.
"EEAAARRR!" cried Raikou in pain. Its breathing became short, as its trachea was cut off. Raikou was slowly being choked. It continued to struggle, despite this. Eventually it was doing no more than twitching. Then its body went limp.
The collector called off his machine and Raikou fell to the ground, unconscious. He then radioed his helicopter and loaded the thunder pokemon into the cargo bay. After injecting it with a few tranquilizers the man flew home.
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"Is that all you know?" asked Officer Jenny as she finished questioning Tasha's father.
"Yes," he replied. His appearance had changed a lot in the past few days. There were bags under his eyes, and his hair was messy. His posture was slumped and he never responded as quickly.
"Are you sure she is not lost in the ruins?" asked Officer Jenny, eyeing Prof. Hale.
"Yes, for the last time," he answered.
"We'll do our best," she said before turning and leaving.
"No they won't," muttered Prof. Hale. "She doesn't believe us."
"Do you think the Unown have her?" asked Tasha's father, exhausted.
"I don't think so," replied Prof. Hale. "This is something far worse." He didn't say the second part out loud, but he knew that it was something horrible that the girl was gone.
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