Chapter 2~ War and Words
Halsemon was searching frantically for the two remaining members of her trainer's team. Allie had divided up her Pokemon into two teams: Silver and Crystal. Silver was stronger, and Crystal was more of a have fun team. Later, she added a third team, Sapphire, onto which Blaziken had been placed.
Soaring high above the treetops, Halsemon veered right, passing over a river. She circled back and traveled along the river for awhile, hoping to see signs of her friends.
SPLASH!
Halsemon turned and saw what had caused the splash sitting on the bank of the river. She glided down and landed softly beside it.
"Typhlosion's in trouble," she said. "We need to get there."
"I know," was the reply.
Ka-SHIK! Ka-SHIK! Ka-SHIK!
The shadow was nearly there, and the distance between him and his target was dwindling rapidly. Heart pounding, beating like a drum, the shadow raced onward.
/ I'm coming. /
/ I know, / Typhlosion thought back, sensing his friend's presence. The current setting was a nasty one: smashed trees, cracked rocks, and the earth below them was so badly scarred you couldn't tell it was once a peaceful spot.
Blaziken was still in the crater, barely breathing, barely conscious, barely alive. He was badly wounded, and he was bleeding from his right leg, left shoulder, and the jaw wound he had received earlier.
Typhlosion climbed down into the crater and lifted Blaziken out. He took him to a nearby spring, and for an hour he cleaned Blaziken's injuries. Typhlosion found some aloe leaves to help disinfect the cuts, then brought in some softer, wider leaves to serve as bandages. Once all of the cuts were properly taken care of, Typhlosion placed Blaziken into the spring to soak.
After a few minutes, Blaziken opened his eyes. He glanced around cautiously, then noticed that his wounds had been cleaned and bandaged. Trying to figure out who would have done all of this for him, Blaziken then saw the mark in the mud by the spring.
It was Typhlosion's paw print.
Enraged, Blaziken leapt up out of the water. He didn't care how hurt he was; he was going to get revenge on Typhlosion. He went back through the woods until he found the place where he and Stormfront had originally been arguing.
There, he found the small knapsack Allie had given to him. Inside were five Pokeballs, round and shining from the light of the noon sun. Blaziken grinned. He knew he could use these balls to his advantage.
The whole point of Allie giving the bag to Blaziken was to get some extra practice. He was to train throughout the day, and if he ever needed any extra help, he could use one of her Sapphire Pokemon.
Blaziken eyed the deep-azure gemstone that was embedded into the top of the Pokeball. Spinning it on one finger, much like a basketball player, he whistled coldly and tossed the Pokeball up into the air. With a rush of shimmering white light, a Pokemon emerged. It raised its long, shadow-black body up, and when it spoke the words spilled out of its fanged mouth.
"What is it you want?"
"I want you to help me crush Typhlosion."
"Where could he be?" Halsemon cried, scanning the forest for signs of movement. There was only one member left to find, and he was definitely the hardest.
"He's probably already there," said a blue creature on Halsemon's back.
"How do you know?"
"He and Megan are brothers, just as you and I are sisters."
Halsemon understood, and turned toward the battlefield.
"This is perfect."
Blaziken was pacing back and forth, eyeing the spectacular new army he had assembled. He had let out every Pokemon that was in the bag, and as he studied he listed their names.
"Seviper, Swellow, Manectric, Tropius, Flygon," he announced standing up straight and tall, acting like a genuine war general. "You have been called here today to serve my purpose: to annihilate Typhlosion!" He paused to allow his troops to cheer. Not one of them said a word.
"With all do respects, I really don't think we should be doing this," said a blue, white, and red bird Pokemon. He had two long, tapered feathers for a tail, and with their red coloring he looked absolutely enraged. "We should not be doing this to our trainer's favorite Pokemon. No Pokemon deserves all of this just for winning one battle."
"Silence Falco!" Blaziken snapped, causing the young Swellow to recoil in terror. "You will obey me! Your so called "trainer" has given you to me to command at my will! You shall not deprive me of my ultimate goal, my destiny! That goes for all of you! Do I make myself clear?"
It was more of a demand than a question. The Pokemon in the middle of the line, a normally sweet Manectric, backed away from the tyrant before her.
"What's this? You're not scared of me, are you Thundra? You never have been before. I suppose you don't like my new attitude, do you? That appalls me so much, for it is this attitude that will bring about Typhlosion's comeuppance!"
"Never," sneered Slipher, the Seviper with which Blaziken had spoken before. "I am second in command when it comes to the Sapphire Pokemon, and I will not allow such dictatorship."
"You have no power over me," Blaziken snarled, grabbing Slipher by her large fangs. "I am your master. No questions asked. If you chose to defy me, the tooth fairy will pay you a visit."
Slipher shuddered. No, not her precious fangs! She was nothing without them! She spoke roughly through Blaziken's clawed fists.
"I understand sir."
"Good. Now is everyone ready?" Blaziken demanded of his audience.
Falco looked enraged but said nothing. Thundra was still quaking in fear. The two remaining Pokemon, a Tropius and Flygon named Razorfon and Furaigon, looked down at the ground. Slipher slithered back into line and turned to face Blaziken.
"We're ready sir."
~*~*~
Typhlosion sat alone, wondering what had happened to Blaziken. He stared deeply into the spring water, admiring its adamant purity. His reflection gazed back at him, and his bright violet eyes seemed full of worry.
/ What could have caused Blaziken to go so foul? / thought Typhlosion as he watched his own swirling face. He sat full of wonder for a long time, until a distant sound made him stand bolt upright.
It was the sound of marching.
It was war.
~*~*~
At the same time, Megan too froze. He had felt rather than heard the sound of marching at his ears. Through their connection, Megan was able to hear anything Typhlosion could, and the pounding of the drums of war filled his senses and sent a chill down his spine.
/ No! This is too soon. At this rate, I won't make it! /
~*~*~
Halsemon jerked out of her flight pattern. She had heard a twinge of panic surge through her, a feeling that something wasn't right.
Something big was about to happen.
She flew faster towards her goal.
~*~*~
Elsewhere, in a similar predicament with Megan, a new Pokemon who was racing through the forest stopped. It's velvet-like lilac fur reflected splotches of sunlight that were filtering through the trees. He did not hear anything. He had stopped due to a different reason.
Each of the five Pokemon had different sorts of links with each other. Megan's was to hear what the others heard. Halsemon's: to feel what the others felt. For this Pokemon it was different. He could read the minds of the other four, and had stopped because of a mental impulse he had felt. In his mind Typhlosion "spoke":
/ That marching.Blaziken is hoping for war! That fool! What does he think this will accomplish? All I know is that if the others don't show up in time, I'm done for. /
The lilac Pokemon listened to this thought, then broadcasted it to Megan and the others. Of course, he knew Megan would be going. After all, they were brothers, and he knew him better than anyone.
After pausing for a brief moment in the reflected sunlight, the mysterious Pokemon took off running.
~*~*~
Typhlosion was still standing by the spring mentally preparing himself for this fight. He could easily take Blaziken's troops if he was at full health, but his energy had been drained in the previous match.
Typhlosion knew he couldn't survive a death match like this. He sat on the ground, turned on his flames with an uprising burst of energy, and focused his mind on one simple message.
/ They have almost arrived. My energy is dangerously low. I speculate that he has all of Sapphire with him. I don't think I can take all of them at once. If Blaziken himself battles me, I know I will not survive. /
The other four Pokemon listened from their faraway posts as Typhlosion ended his message:
/ The war of Silver and Sapphire has begun. /
~*~*~
SC: Wow! So thrilling! What a lovely cliffhanger! More action in the next chapter!
Blaziken: WHY AM I SUCH A JERK?!?
Typhlosion: Will I survive?
Megan: Will I make it?
Halsemon: You still haven't said which Pokemon I'm carrying or what the mysterious Pokemon in the forest was!
SC: They come in later! It adds to the suspense!!!
Halsemon: -_-'
Stormfront: I still want a shrubbery!
Knights of Nee: Shrubbery! Shrubbery!
SC: -_-'
Blaziken: I WANNA' KNOW WHY I'M A JERK!!!
SC: YOU'LL FIND OUT LATER! STOP ASKING OR I'LL KILL YOU OFF THE STORY!!! Blaziken: ;.;
SC: Just kidding. I would never do that.
Blaziken: ^__^
SC: So fans! Keep reviewing and I'll work to get the rest up!
Halsemon was searching frantically for the two remaining members of her trainer's team. Allie had divided up her Pokemon into two teams: Silver and Crystal. Silver was stronger, and Crystal was more of a have fun team. Later, she added a third team, Sapphire, onto which Blaziken had been placed.
Soaring high above the treetops, Halsemon veered right, passing over a river. She circled back and traveled along the river for awhile, hoping to see signs of her friends.
SPLASH!
Halsemon turned and saw what had caused the splash sitting on the bank of the river. She glided down and landed softly beside it.
"Typhlosion's in trouble," she said. "We need to get there."
"I know," was the reply.
Ka-SHIK! Ka-SHIK! Ka-SHIK!
The shadow was nearly there, and the distance between him and his target was dwindling rapidly. Heart pounding, beating like a drum, the shadow raced onward.
/ I'm coming. /
/ I know, / Typhlosion thought back, sensing his friend's presence. The current setting was a nasty one: smashed trees, cracked rocks, and the earth below them was so badly scarred you couldn't tell it was once a peaceful spot.
Blaziken was still in the crater, barely breathing, barely conscious, barely alive. He was badly wounded, and he was bleeding from his right leg, left shoulder, and the jaw wound he had received earlier.
Typhlosion climbed down into the crater and lifted Blaziken out. He took him to a nearby spring, and for an hour he cleaned Blaziken's injuries. Typhlosion found some aloe leaves to help disinfect the cuts, then brought in some softer, wider leaves to serve as bandages. Once all of the cuts were properly taken care of, Typhlosion placed Blaziken into the spring to soak.
After a few minutes, Blaziken opened his eyes. He glanced around cautiously, then noticed that his wounds had been cleaned and bandaged. Trying to figure out who would have done all of this for him, Blaziken then saw the mark in the mud by the spring.
It was Typhlosion's paw print.
Enraged, Blaziken leapt up out of the water. He didn't care how hurt he was; he was going to get revenge on Typhlosion. He went back through the woods until he found the place where he and Stormfront had originally been arguing.
There, he found the small knapsack Allie had given to him. Inside were five Pokeballs, round and shining from the light of the noon sun. Blaziken grinned. He knew he could use these balls to his advantage.
The whole point of Allie giving the bag to Blaziken was to get some extra practice. He was to train throughout the day, and if he ever needed any extra help, he could use one of her Sapphire Pokemon.
Blaziken eyed the deep-azure gemstone that was embedded into the top of the Pokeball. Spinning it on one finger, much like a basketball player, he whistled coldly and tossed the Pokeball up into the air. With a rush of shimmering white light, a Pokemon emerged. It raised its long, shadow-black body up, and when it spoke the words spilled out of its fanged mouth.
"What is it you want?"
"I want you to help me crush Typhlosion."
"Where could he be?" Halsemon cried, scanning the forest for signs of movement. There was only one member left to find, and he was definitely the hardest.
"He's probably already there," said a blue creature on Halsemon's back.
"How do you know?"
"He and Megan are brothers, just as you and I are sisters."
Halsemon understood, and turned toward the battlefield.
"This is perfect."
Blaziken was pacing back and forth, eyeing the spectacular new army he had assembled. He had let out every Pokemon that was in the bag, and as he studied he listed their names.
"Seviper, Swellow, Manectric, Tropius, Flygon," he announced standing up straight and tall, acting like a genuine war general. "You have been called here today to serve my purpose: to annihilate Typhlosion!" He paused to allow his troops to cheer. Not one of them said a word.
"With all do respects, I really don't think we should be doing this," said a blue, white, and red bird Pokemon. He had two long, tapered feathers for a tail, and with their red coloring he looked absolutely enraged. "We should not be doing this to our trainer's favorite Pokemon. No Pokemon deserves all of this just for winning one battle."
"Silence Falco!" Blaziken snapped, causing the young Swellow to recoil in terror. "You will obey me! Your so called "trainer" has given you to me to command at my will! You shall not deprive me of my ultimate goal, my destiny! That goes for all of you! Do I make myself clear?"
It was more of a demand than a question. The Pokemon in the middle of the line, a normally sweet Manectric, backed away from the tyrant before her.
"What's this? You're not scared of me, are you Thundra? You never have been before. I suppose you don't like my new attitude, do you? That appalls me so much, for it is this attitude that will bring about Typhlosion's comeuppance!"
"Never," sneered Slipher, the Seviper with which Blaziken had spoken before. "I am second in command when it comes to the Sapphire Pokemon, and I will not allow such dictatorship."
"You have no power over me," Blaziken snarled, grabbing Slipher by her large fangs. "I am your master. No questions asked. If you chose to defy me, the tooth fairy will pay you a visit."
Slipher shuddered. No, not her precious fangs! She was nothing without them! She spoke roughly through Blaziken's clawed fists.
"I understand sir."
"Good. Now is everyone ready?" Blaziken demanded of his audience.
Falco looked enraged but said nothing. Thundra was still quaking in fear. The two remaining Pokemon, a Tropius and Flygon named Razorfon and Furaigon, looked down at the ground. Slipher slithered back into line and turned to face Blaziken.
"We're ready sir."
~*~*~
Typhlosion sat alone, wondering what had happened to Blaziken. He stared deeply into the spring water, admiring its adamant purity. His reflection gazed back at him, and his bright violet eyes seemed full of worry.
/ What could have caused Blaziken to go so foul? / thought Typhlosion as he watched his own swirling face. He sat full of wonder for a long time, until a distant sound made him stand bolt upright.
It was the sound of marching.
It was war.
~*~*~
At the same time, Megan too froze. He had felt rather than heard the sound of marching at his ears. Through their connection, Megan was able to hear anything Typhlosion could, and the pounding of the drums of war filled his senses and sent a chill down his spine.
/ No! This is too soon. At this rate, I won't make it! /
~*~*~
Halsemon jerked out of her flight pattern. She had heard a twinge of panic surge through her, a feeling that something wasn't right.
Something big was about to happen.
She flew faster towards her goal.
~*~*~
Elsewhere, in a similar predicament with Megan, a new Pokemon who was racing through the forest stopped. It's velvet-like lilac fur reflected splotches of sunlight that were filtering through the trees. He did not hear anything. He had stopped due to a different reason.
Each of the five Pokemon had different sorts of links with each other. Megan's was to hear what the others heard. Halsemon's: to feel what the others felt. For this Pokemon it was different. He could read the minds of the other four, and had stopped because of a mental impulse he had felt. In his mind Typhlosion "spoke":
/ That marching.Blaziken is hoping for war! That fool! What does he think this will accomplish? All I know is that if the others don't show up in time, I'm done for. /
The lilac Pokemon listened to this thought, then broadcasted it to Megan and the others. Of course, he knew Megan would be going. After all, they were brothers, and he knew him better than anyone.
After pausing for a brief moment in the reflected sunlight, the mysterious Pokemon took off running.
~*~*~
Typhlosion was still standing by the spring mentally preparing himself for this fight. He could easily take Blaziken's troops if he was at full health, but his energy had been drained in the previous match.
Typhlosion knew he couldn't survive a death match like this. He sat on the ground, turned on his flames with an uprising burst of energy, and focused his mind on one simple message.
/ They have almost arrived. My energy is dangerously low. I speculate that he has all of Sapphire with him. I don't think I can take all of them at once. If Blaziken himself battles me, I know I will not survive. /
The other four Pokemon listened from their faraway posts as Typhlosion ended his message:
/ The war of Silver and Sapphire has begun. /
~*~*~
SC: Wow! So thrilling! What a lovely cliffhanger! More action in the next chapter!
Blaziken: WHY AM I SUCH A JERK?!?
Typhlosion: Will I survive?
Megan: Will I make it?
Halsemon: You still haven't said which Pokemon I'm carrying or what the mysterious Pokemon in the forest was!
SC: They come in later! It adds to the suspense!!!
Halsemon: -_-'
Stormfront: I still want a shrubbery!
Knights of Nee: Shrubbery! Shrubbery!
SC: -_-'
Blaziken: I WANNA' KNOW WHY I'M A JERK!!!
SC: YOU'LL FIND OUT LATER! STOP ASKING OR I'LL KILL YOU OFF THE STORY!!! Blaziken: ;.;
SC: Just kidding. I would never do that.
Blaziken: ^__^
SC: So fans! Keep reviewing and I'll work to get the rest up!