It's me again, so Hey hey. It's been getting a little easier to write,
since this is the 'good part' I promised. Enjoy!
Chapter 24: This Is Bad, Very Very Bad
"Crap. Another one went out."
"Another one? That's the seventh time."
Phil and Ben were trying in vain to start a fire, but the wind was blowing a chill air through, making all attempts to warm the place up with a fire useless, especially one started with matches, which now they were quickly running out of.
"I told you we should have brought lighters instead." Skye said to the duo.
"Yeah, stuff it in your oversized ears." Ben retorted, "Hand me another, Phil."
Skye sighed. "Skip it!" Sparks flew from his outstretched hand, lighting the fire.
"If you could do that in the first place, why didn't you!?!" Phil yelled.
"Well, you were trying so hard. . ." Skye spoke distantly.
"Save it." Ben snapped.
"Guys, stop fighting!" Jenna came out from the treeline, carrying more firewood.
"Sorry, Jenna." The entire team said in unison.
"So, who's hungry?" Ben asked the party.
"Ben, come on! We've got to go now!"
"But I'm still eating!" Was Ben's response to Skye's demand, "It's one of the Dreamlander features: Unstable appetite. Why do you think fifty percent of the games were about food?"
"The other fifty were about sleep, but you don't seem to have a problem with that. . ."
"Touché."
The wind picked up, blowing the fire out. Phil went to stand by Jenna, who was looking off toward the sea that was very near to the encampment. Jenna had her arms interlocked, trying to keep warm from the now biting wind. Phil came up and put his arms around her. "Jenna," He whispered, "I'm sorry I haven't talked with you like this lately." Jenna looked up at him. "It's just that, that there's been so much happening. I'll take this time now to remind you that I love you."
"Oh, Phil. . ." Jenna looked dismayed, then she stepped away, trying to hide her tears. Phil followed, and Jenna promptly turned around and hugged him, and cried right on his chest. Phil responded by holding her. "What's wrong, Jenna?"
"N-nothing." She lied, "I-I just need a shoulder to cry on."
Suddenly, Ben yelled, "Uh oh! Bad uh-oh!"
"What is it?" Phil turned his head, and Jenna even looked up from crying to see what the fuss was about.
"Dark purplish stormclouds."
"Wha, is that a thunderstorm or something?" Skye looked at the clouds that were upwind, heading in fast.
"Worse--Magic storm."
"Magi-"
"We have to get out of here, NOW!" Ben yelled at the to of his lungs, if it were plausible that he had any. Sky didn't waste any time at the warning, but he ran to grab Jenna by the arm, "Let's go!" He then took off downwind, "I'm not taking any chances at this point!"
"Wait for me!" Phil ran with them, but to his dismay, Skye and Jenna both ran too fast, and to his ill surprise, Ben was riding the wind, with Porygon. Phil had no way of catching up.
The clouds gathered around his, up above. Phil didn't have any idea what to expect, so he braced himself for the worst. What was worse than death, anyway? If his luck held out, maybe death would return him to the real world, a thought that just struck him. But he didn't want to experiment until it was unavoidable. Most definitely. . . now he didn't want to die. There was so much to live for. Jenna, for one. . . his pokémon for the next. He'd gotten attached to the little guy. . .
Then there was Skye. Phil couldn't help but feel angry when he thought about him anymore. Something was deathly wrong. . .
The clouds were now clearly on top of him, and they were lowering, fast. Phil was enveloped in the purplish vapor. Then it happened.
Energy flowed through his veins. He felt himself getting stronger. This isn't bad. . . Phil thought, What's the big worry?
Phil felt himself getting a lot stronger. He slowed down, taking in as much of the energy as he could. He slowed down, to a halt. When he did, he felt himself rise into the air, getting not only stronger, but faster, too. And when the aura reached his head, the nightmare struck him. Knowledge.
Skye kissed Jenna. . .
The clouds immidiatelly dissappated, lowering Phil to the ground. He reached up for his shades, and pulled them off. Hate burned a hole in the air the moment he had done so. Phil drew his sword. . .
"The clouds are gone, Skye!" Jenna turned around, and the three stopped moving, Ben, naturally, since the wind ceased.
"Where's Phil?" Skye looked around.
"Still behind, I think. . ." Ben looked dismayed.
Jenna turned to the short dreamlander, "What do the clouds do, Ben?"
"I'm not sure." Ben admitted, "I was given a warning, and I'm not one to ignore advice."
"Is that him?" Skye looked into the distance, where a humanoid figure approached.
"Yeah. . ." Jenna looked toward the man in the distance, "Although he doesn't have his sunglasses on. . . and. . . why is his sword drawn?"
Phil suddenly stopped walking, then he raised his sword into the air. And he took of running in their direction, fast.
"SKYE! LOOK OUT!" Ben yelled. Skye jumped up almost as much from surprise as the will to live, and Phil just barely missed slicing him in two. "Phil what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to kill you, what does it look like?" Phil said, but it wasn't Phil who said it. Skye detected something he hadn't felt since he met Charlie on the road. He felt the presence of evil surrounding Phil, and not just that. He could see the evil around him, almost if as he had a purple glow. . .
"Phil, stop!" Jenna pleaded.
"Why?" Phil lowered his sword a half inch, "Because you love him more than me? Is that it?"
"No way around this. . ." Skye muttered to himself, "He knows, somehow. . . he found out. . ."
Phil turned and charged again, but this time Skye met him with a quick sweep forward, and attempted to trip. Phil dodged, and swung his sword around to kill. Skye jumped up again, this time landing on the sword, then he handsprung over his head, and wrapped his arms around Phil's throat.
"Skye! Stop!" Jenna yelled at sight of the mayhem. Skye almost instinctively lossened his grip, and Phil immidiatelly took advantage, kicking Skye. Skye fell to the ground on his back, and Phil swung his sword again.
Skye grabbed it. A powerful electric charge bolted through the sword, electrocuting Phil. Phil staggered, and Skye took the chance to stand up and look at his hand. Crap! He looked at his hand morbidly. It was bleeding pretty badly.
"Skye! Phil!" Jenna couldn't take it anymore. She ran.
"Jenna!" Skye and Phil said at the same time, but she was gone. They looked at each other and said, "This is all your fault!"
"My fault?" Skye said alone this time, "If you hadn't tried to kill me, she wouldn't have run off!"
"Of course, freak!" Phil said 'freak' in the utmost contempt, "You and her. . . I know what happened!"
"But still, kill me over it?"
"SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND!"
Skye sputtered, then yelled back, "She fell in love with me!"
"I was the one who loved her!"
"Not since Mario stabbed you in the back."
"Wha-"
"Subconciously, you know you wanted revenge for what he did to you. Your clothes still carry the stain of your blood. You still hold the scar. You want revenge more than her."
"That's a lie!"
"I'm beginning to think you never were really in love with her. Tell me, when was the last time you kissed?"
"That's none of your business!" Phil raised his sword till it was perpendicular to Skye's throat, but he remained cool.
"Killing me won't get her back for you."
Phil seethed with fury, but he threw back his arm. "Fine!" He yelled, "I'm leaving!"
"Where are you going?" Ben asked, still holding onto Porygon.
"To. . . settle a score. Jenna loves Skye. She's dead to me now. Phil walked off towards the woods. "I'll come back for you." He called to Skye. Then he was gone.
"Amazing." Skye said, "Simply amazing."
"Now what?" Ben said, "We don't know where Jenna's gone. . ."
"Or do we?" Skye turned to Porygon, "Raichu rai chu chu rai cha." Where do you think she went?
"Gon pory. . . gon gon po gon ry gory porygon Por Gon ry pory pory." Processing. . . statistics show there's a fifty-five percent chance she's headed back to Bowser's Castle.
"Bad odds, but we'll have to work it. Come on, Ben."
"Where are we going?"
"Bowser's castle."
"I'm game. What about Phil?"
"He's in love with revenge. He's dead to us now."
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I'm suspecting that after a few more chapters, writing is going to slow down again till I get to the next good part. Next time: Jenna has run off. . . where has she headed? A new character is introduced! Until then, Ciao!
Chapter 24: This Is Bad, Very Very Bad
"Crap. Another one went out."
"Another one? That's the seventh time."
Phil and Ben were trying in vain to start a fire, but the wind was blowing a chill air through, making all attempts to warm the place up with a fire useless, especially one started with matches, which now they were quickly running out of.
"I told you we should have brought lighters instead." Skye said to the duo.
"Yeah, stuff it in your oversized ears." Ben retorted, "Hand me another, Phil."
Skye sighed. "Skip it!" Sparks flew from his outstretched hand, lighting the fire.
"If you could do that in the first place, why didn't you!?!" Phil yelled.
"Well, you were trying so hard. . ." Skye spoke distantly.
"Save it." Ben snapped.
"Guys, stop fighting!" Jenna came out from the treeline, carrying more firewood.
"Sorry, Jenna." The entire team said in unison.
"So, who's hungry?" Ben asked the party.
"Ben, come on! We've got to go now!"
"But I'm still eating!" Was Ben's response to Skye's demand, "It's one of the Dreamlander features: Unstable appetite. Why do you think fifty percent of the games were about food?"
"The other fifty were about sleep, but you don't seem to have a problem with that. . ."
"Touché."
The wind picked up, blowing the fire out. Phil went to stand by Jenna, who was looking off toward the sea that was very near to the encampment. Jenna had her arms interlocked, trying to keep warm from the now biting wind. Phil came up and put his arms around her. "Jenna," He whispered, "I'm sorry I haven't talked with you like this lately." Jenna looked up at him. "It's just that, that there's been so much happening. I'll take this time now to remind you that I love you."
"Oh, Phil. . ." Jenna looked dismayed, then she stepped away, trying to hide her tears. Phil followed, and Jenna promptly turned around and hugged him, and cried right on his chest. Phil responded by holding her. "What's wrong, Jenna?"
"N-nothing." She lied, "I-I just need a shoulder to cry on."
Suddenly, Ben yelled, "Uh oh! Bad uh-oh!"
"What is it?" Phil turned his head, and Jenna even looked up from crying to see what the fuss was about.
"Dark purplish stormclouds."
"Wha, is that a thunderstorm or something?" Skye looked at the clouds that were upwind, heading in fast.
"Worse--Magic storm."
"Magi-"
"We have to get out of here, NOW!" Ben yelled at the to of his lungs, if it were plausible that he had any. Sky didn't waste any time at the warning, but he ran to grab Jenna by the arm, "Let's go!" He then took off downwind, "I'm not taking any chances at this point!"
"Wait for me!" Phil ran with them, but to his dismay, Skye and Jenna both ran too fast, and to his ill surprise, Ben was riding the wind, with Porygon. Phil had no way of catching up.
The clouds gathered around his, up above. Phil didn't have any idea what to expect, so he braced himself for the worst. What was worse than death, anyway? If his luck held out, maybe death would return him to the real world, a thought that just struck him. But he didn't want to experiment until it was unavoidable. Most definitely. . . now he didn't want to die. There was so much to live for. Jenna, for one. . . his pokémon for the next. He'd gotten attached to the little guy. . .
Then there was Skye. Phil couldn't help but feel angry when he thought about him anymore. Something was deathly wrong. . .
The clouds were now clearly on top of him, and they were lowering, fast. Phil was enveloped in the purplish vapor. Then it happened.
Energy flowed through his veins. He felt himself getting stronger. This isn't bad. . . Phil thought, What's the big worry?
Phil felt himself getting a lot stronger. He slowed down, taking in as much of the energy as he could. He slowed down, to a halt. When he did, he felt himself rise into the air, getting not only stronger, but faster, too. And when the aura reached his head, the nightmare struck him. Knowledge.
Skye kissed Jenna. . .
The clouds immidiatelly dissappated, lowering Phil to the ground. He reached up for his shades, and pulled them off. Hate burned a hole in the air the moment he had done so. Phil drew his sword. . .
"The clouds are gone, Skye!" Jenna turned around, and the three stopped moving, Ben, naturally, since the wind ceased.
"Where's Phil?" Skye looked around.
"Still behind, I think. . ." Ben looked dismayed.
Jenna turned to the short dreamlander, "What do the clouds do, Ben?"
"I'm not sure." Ben admitted, "I was given a warning, and I'm not one to ignore advice."
"Is that him?" Skye looked into the distance, where a humanoid figure approached.
"Yeah. . ." Jenna looked toward the man in the distance, "Although he doesn't have his sunglasses on. . . and. . . why is his sword drawn?"
Phil suddenly stopped walking, then he raised his sword into the air. And he took of running in their direction, fast.
"SKYE! LOOK OUT!" Ben yelled. Skye jumped up almost as much from surprise as the will to live, and Phil just barely missed slicing him in two. "Phil what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to kill you, what does it look like?" Phil said, but it wasn't Phil who said it. Skye detected something he hadn't felt since he met Charlie on the road. He felt the presence of evil surrounding Phil, and not just that. He could see the evil around him, almost if as he had a purple glow. . .
"Phil, stop!" Jenna pleaded.
"Why?" Phil lowered his sword a half inch, "Because you love him more than me? Is that it?"
"No way around this. . ." Skye muttered to himself, "He knows, somehow. . . he found out. . ."
Phil turned and charged again, but this time Skye met him with a quick sweep forward, and attempted to trip. Phil dodged, and swung his sword around to kill. Skye jumped up again, this time landing on the sword, then he handsprung over his head, and wrapped his arms around Phil's throat.
"Skye! Stop!" Jenna yelled at sight of the mayhem. Skye almost instinctively lossened his grip, and Phil immidiatelly took advantage, kicking Skye. Skye fell to the ground on his back, and Phil swung his sword again.
Skye grabbed it. A powerful electric charge bolted through the sword, electrocuting Phil. Phil staggered, and Skye took the chance to stand up and look at his hand. Crap! He looked at his hand morbidly. It was bleeding pretty badly.
"Skye! Phil!" Jenna couldn't take it anymore. She ran.
"Jenna!" Skye and Phil said at the same time, but she was gone. They looked at each other and said, "This is all your fault!"
"My fault?" Skye said alone this time, "If you hadn't tried to kill me, she wouldn't have run off!"
"Of course, freak!" Phil said 'freak' in the utmost contempt, "You and her. . . I know what happened!"
"But still, kill me over it?"
"SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND!"
Skye sputtered, then yelled back, "She fell in love with me!"
"I was the one who loved her!"
"Not since Mario stabbed you in the back."
"Wha-"
"Subconciously, you know you wanted revenge for what he did to you. Your clothes still carry the stain of your blood. You still hold the scar. You want revenge more than her."
"That's a lie!"
"I'm beginning to think you never were really in love with her. Tell me, when was the last time you kissed?"
"That's none of your business!" Phil raised his sword till it was perpendicular to Skye's throat, but he remained cool.
"Killing me won't get her back for you."
Phil seethed with fury, but he threw back his arm. "Fine!" He yelled, "I'm leaving!"
"Where are you going?" Ben asked, still holding onto Porygon.
"To. . . settle a score. Jenna loves Skye. She's dead to me now. Phil walked off towards the woods. "I'll come back for you." He called to Skye. Then he was gone.
"Amazing." Skye said, "Simply amazing."
"Now what?" Ben said, "We don't know where Jenna's gone. . ."
"Or do we?" Skye turned to Porygon, "Raichu rai chu chu rai cha." Where do you think she went?
"Gon pory. . . gon gon po gon ry gory porygon Por Gon ry pory pory." Processing. . . statistics show there's a fifty-five percent chance she's headed back to Bowser's Castle.
"Bad odds, but we'll have to work it. Come on, Ben."
"Where are we going?"
"Bowser's castle."
"I'm game. What about Phil?"
"He's in love with revenge. He's dead to us now."
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I'm suspecting that after a few more chapters, writing is going to slow down again till I get to the next good part. Next time: Jenna has run off. . . where has she headed? A new character is introduced! Until then, Ciao!