R/M: Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ryumasa the Ryuhaitou, fusion of Drake Pegasus and Sepihiroth. Why? Because they tied in Alpha's debate to choose his temporary replacement, and he had a stolen pair of Fusion Earrings.
I was performing my quarterly check of Alpha's old files, when I found this fic in the (Hiatus) section. How I discovered it among the trillion other files is a miracle, but I'll be updating this fic until Alpha returns. Also, It should be known that I'm SLIGHTLY more serious than the echidna, so most of the humor-only stuff, like the narrator's remarks, are gone.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. E-100 Alpha owns Ryu, Sparks, etc., and every other OC you'll meet in this fic, except for Shayla, owned by Gema J. Gall.
+text+ = Location.
{Text} = Thoughts.
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*Rustboro Pokemon Center*
The thrill of victory, as well as the pain of his leg, left Ryu quickly. Although he hadn't cared too much earlier, the lack of available methods to reach Dewford Island was now a major point of stress for the Blackthorn trainer.
"Sparks, you family doesn't have a boat, or at least a Surfing Pokemon and a PC, do they?" he asked hopefully
This brought an unexpected reaction. Sparks, as usual, had looked on with respectful attention from the second Ryu started speaking, but the word 'Surfing' immediately caused him to turn his head toward the window, a bitter look on his face.
"No. If we did, we'd have moved to Petalburg, or Slateport. We certainly wouldn't be stranded in a tourist trap." the breeder replied, an uncanny look of coldness mixing with the bitterness.
"Gon gon ba." Bagon said suddenly with a critical tone.
Ryu smiled." Whatever he just said, I'm sure it had something to do with telling you to lighten up."
"Gon." He acknoledged.
Sparks shook his head, letting out a sigh." Sorry. Well, we don't, which means we're still stranded." He reopned his eyes, inspiration flooding in." Wait do YOU have one of those... Pokegears, or something like that?"
Ryu's eyes also widened. He had completely forgotten about his Pokegear, mostly because he hadn't ever seen one here in Hoenn. However, he lost his enthusiasm when he realized he had COMPLETELY forgotten his Pokegear.
"In a matter of possession, yes." He groaned. "Let's hold off a decision for now. So, is there anything else to do in this town? Besides eat?" He added at Bagon's annoyed glance.
Sparks smiled lightly. "Well, there's always Devon Co. Maybe we could get a better version of your countries gear."
Ryu returned the grin, a challenged look in his eye." I'm game."
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+Devon Co. 1st Floor+
Devon Co. was easily the largest building Ryu had ever seen. It probably belonged in the skyslasher section, rather than skyscraper.
"Hello, and welcome to Devon Corperation!" The receptionist said, smiling." Is there anything I can tell you?"
"Well, actually," Ryu began, grinning, before he heard his partner's growls," Uh, I mean, is there anything like a Pokegear here?"
"That would be the PokeNav, a new way of communicating with Trainers across the world." She answered." It contains a highly detailed map of all of Hoenn, a condition scanner that rates a Pokemon's breeding, the 'Trainer's Eyes' section, which connects all Trainers with PokeNavs, and can inform others you want a battle, and finally, when your Pokemon achieve something, a Ribbon section which tells you all of their current awards!"
"How much?"
" Six-thousand dollars, normally."
Ryu sighed, then his eyes opened, and he grinned his normal way." Would five Ultra Balls be acceptable as payment?"
"Of course!" The receptionist answered, pressing a button on her desk. A few seconds later, a small, silver phone-like thing appeared.
"Thanks! Here are the Ultra Balls." Ryu said, turning them over. Since it was a twelve pack his parents had given him, he still had five left.
"See that cord-like thing at the side? Put that into your Pokedex, and it'll register you as it's owner." She said helpfully. Ryu nodded, and did so.
"Well, at least we got something from the store already, so they won't bother us after the tour." Ryu said, looking around." Sparks?"
He chuckled as he realized the breeder was heavily interested in a model of the building, facing directly away from the receptionist.
He opened the Nav, pointed it at Bagon, and accessed the Condition menu." 4 out of 10 stars, 10 being stupendous, 1 being imprisoned for abuse. Well, at least we're starting out okay."
"Baaaaagon." Bagon nodded.
He clicked the Trainer's Eyes section, and was surprised to find there was already a name on it: Claire's.
"Guess she must have one, too. Since that little red thing is blinking, she's obviously in the mood for a fight, as usual." Ryu said, happy to know things were normal back in his hometown.
"C'mon, Sparks, let's go back to the Pokemon Center for tonight." He called. The Pikachu trainer sighed in relief, and followed.
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+?????+
"So... these three are the ones we were warned of?" An un-accounted for voice came from the shadow's of the den, glancing at a photo of a (supposedly) incognito Team Planet.
"..."
The silence seemed to be a yes, at least to the one hidden in the shadows." Very well. I want someone watching them until the time is right; their ill-planned treachery could be very useful to us."
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+Rustboro Docks+
The salty air of the sea surrounded them, the sun shining brightly, reflecting off the oceans's clear surface. Ryu's face had a look of confidence. Sparks' was mixed fear and disbelief. Bagon's was apprenhensive.
"Ryu... there's a difference between a boat and a raft. Mainly in the fact that one of them can most likely suceed in reaching land, or even going against the wind." The bright-haired one said, eying the roughly constructed platform Ryu had pushed into the water.
"I know that, Sparks," Ryu agreed, carefully sitting down on the raft, holding Bagon." But this'll work; just get on, hold on, an you'll see."
The breeder let out another sigh as he complied, holding on to the sides tightly. " Exactly HOW will it work?"
"Deford Island is directly THAT way, right?" Ryu went on, ignoring him. Sweatdropping greatly, Sparks nodded.
"Good." The grin widened. Ryu suddenly Bagon at the rear of the ship, facing the opposite direction. "Bagon, Hydro Pump!"
"You've gotta be kid-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-" Sparks yelled, suddenly thrusted forward with the ship at an insane speed.
"IfFFFFfffF thiIiiiiIs woOoOoooooOrks, yOooOU Ooooowe mEeeEeeee!" Ryu yelled back, his side of the raft bobbing up and down at a similar rate.
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R/N: You don't have to tell me; this chapter sucked. It's just warmup, for me, though, so expect better things. Please r'n'r, so I don't fall into a state of.... falling.... ish....ness... Yeah.
I was performing my quarterly check of Alpha's old files, when I found this fic in the (Hiatus) section. How I discovered it among the trillion other files is a miracle, but I'll be updating this fic until Alpha returns. Also, It should be known that I'm SLIGHTLY more serious than the echidna, so most of the humor-only stuff, like the narrator's remarks, are gone.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. E-100 Alpha owns Ryu, Sparks, etc., and every other OC you'll meet in this fic, except for Shayla, owned by Gema J. Gall.
+text+ = Location.
{Text} = Thoughts.
***************************************************************
*Rustboro Pokemon Center*
The thrill of victory, as well as the pain of his leg, left Ryu quickly. Although he hadn't cared too much earlier, the lack of available methods to reach Dewford Island was now a major point of stress for the Blackthorn trainer.
"Sparks, you family doesn't have a boat, or at least a Surfing Pokemon and a PC, do they?" he asked hopefully
This brought an unexpected reaction. Sparks, as usual, had looked on with respectful attention from the second Ryu started speaking, but the word 'Surfing' immediately caused him to turn his head toward the window, a bitter look on his face.
"No. If we did, we'd have moved to Petalburg, or Slateport. We certainly wouldn't be stranded in a tourist trap." the breeder replied, an uncanny look of coldness mixing with the bitterness.
"Gon gon ba." Bagon said suddenly with a critical tone.
Ryu smiled." Whatever he just said, I'm sure it had something to do with telling you to lighten up."
"Gon." He acknoledged.
Sparks shook his head, letting out a sigh." Sorry. Well, we don't, which means we're still stranded." He reopned his eyes, inspiration flooding in." Wait do YOU have one of those... Pokegears, or something like that?"
Ryu's eyes also widened. He had completely forgotten about his Pokegear, mostly because he hadn't ever seen one here in Hoenn. However, he lost his enthusiasm when he realized he had COMPLETELY forgotten his Pokegear.
"In a matter of possession, yes." He groaned. "Let's hold off a decision for now. So, is there anything else to do in this town? Besides eat?" He added at Bagon's annoyed glance.
Sparks smiled lightly. "Well, there's always Devon Co. Maybe we could get a better version of your countries gear."
Ryu returned the grin, a challenged look in his eye." I'm game."
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+Devon Co. 1st Floor+
Devon Co. was easily the largest building Ryu had ever seen. It probably belonged in the skyslasher section, rather than skyscraper.
"Hello, and welcome to Devon Corperation!" The receptionist said, smiling." Is there anything I can tell you?"
"Well, actually," Ryu began, grinning, before he heard his partner's growls," Uh, I mean, is there anything like a Pokegear here?"
"That would be the PokeNav, a new way of communicating with Trainers across the world." She answered." It contains a highly detailed map of all of Hoenn, a condition scanner that rates a Pokemon's breeding, the 'Trainer's Eyes' section, which connects all Trainers with PokeNavs, and can inform others you want a battle, and finally, when your Pokemon achieve something, a Ribbon section which tells you all of their current awards!"
"How much?"
" Six-thousand dollars, normally."
Ryu sighed, then his eyes opened, and he grinned his normal way." Would five Ultra Balls be acceptable as payment?"
"Of course!" The receptionist answered, pressing a button on her desk. A few seconds later, a small, silver phone-like thing appeared.
"Thanks! Here are the Ultra Balls." Ryu said, turning them over. Since it was a twelve pack his parents had given him, he still had five left.
"See that cord-like thing at the side? Put that into your Pokedex, and it'll register you as it's owner." She said helpfully. Ryu nodded, and did so.
"Well, at least we got something from the store already, so they won't bother us after the tour." Ryu said, looking around." Sparks?"
He chuckled as he realized the breeder was heavily interested in a model of the building, facing directly away from the receptionist.
He opened the Nav, pointed it at Bagon, and accessed the Condition menu." 4 out of 10 stars, 10 being stupendous, 1 being imprisoned for abuse. Well, at least we're starting out okay."
"Baaaaagon." Bagon nodded.
He clicked the Trainer's Eyes section, and was surprised to find there was already a name on it: Claire's.
"Guess she must have one, too. Since that little red thing is blinking, she's obviously in the mood for a fight, as usual." Ryu said, happy to know things were normal back in his hometown.
"C'mon, Sparks, let's go back to the Pokemon Center for tonight." He called. The Pikachu trainer sighed in relief, and followed.
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+?????+
"So... these three are the ones we were warned of?" An un-accounted for voice came from the shadow's of the den, glancing at a photo of a (supposedly) incognito Team Planet.
"..."
The silence seemed to be a yes, at least to the one hidden in the shadows." Very well. I want someone watching them until the time is right; their ill-planned treachery could be very useful to us."
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+Rustboro Docks+
The salty air of the sea surrounded them, the sun shining brightly, reflecting off the oceans's clear surface. Ryu's face had a look of confidence. Sparks' was mixed fear and disbelief. Bagon's was apprenhensive.
"Ryu... there's a difference between a boat and a raft. Mainly in the fact that one of them can most likely suceed in reaching land, or even going against the wind." The bright-haired one said, eying the roughly constructed platform Ryu had pushed into the water.
"I know that, Sparks," Ryu agreed, carefully sitting down on the raft, holding Bagon." But this'll work; just get on, hold on, an you'll see."
The breeder let out another sigh as he complied, holding on to the sides tightly. " Exactly HOW will it work?"
"Deford Island is directly THAT way, right?" Ryu went on, ignoring him. Sweatdropping greatly, Sparks nodded.
"Good." The grin widened. Ryu suddenly Bagon at the rear of the ship, facing the opposite direction. "Bagon, Hydro Pump!"
"You've gotta be kid-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-" Sparks yelled, suddenly thrusted forward with the ship at an insane speed.
"IfFFFFfffF thiIiiiiIs woOoOoooooOrks, yOooOU Ooooowe mEeeEeeee!" Ryu yelled back, his side of the raft bobbing up and down at a similar rate.
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R/N: You don't have to tell me; this chapter sucked. It's just warmup, for me, though, so expect better things. Please r'n'r, so I don't fall into a state of.... falling.... ish....ness... Yeah.
