"Where No Pokemon Trainer Has Gone Before"
Chapter 3: The Wizard
With Magnetite leading her, Felix soon arrived at a small water hole, about ten feet in diameter, fed by a fast moving clear stream.
Felix reached a hand into the water and felt the temperature. "Its cool, but not cold... good enough," she decided. She took off her shoes and slipped off her socks. Then she took her backpack and belt off and laid them on the ground next to her shoes and socks. With a leap, she cannon-balled into the pool.
The pool was over her head, but Felix was a good swimmer, and after adjusting to the shock of the temperature, she swam back to her backpack and pulled out a bar of soap. Felix swam back to the middle of the pool, stripped off the rest of her clothing and began scrubbing it.
"Magnetite?"
Felix turned back to Magnetite and her stuff. Magnetite was hovering the belt with pokeballs on it.
"You want back in your pokeball?"
"Mag," Magnetite said, spinning around, the same meaning of a human shaking her head.
"You want everyone to join us?"
"Tite," Magnetite said, bobbing up and down.
"Sure, they can join us."
Magnetite pressed the buttons on the pokeballs and they opened up, spilling forth her pokemon.
"Okay guys and girls, were going to take a break while I wash! Stay close to my stuff and don't wander off. Got it?"
"Char!"
"Vee!"
"Wooper!"
"Caterpie!"
"Tite!"
"Right. Hey Wooper, can you help me wash my clothing?"
"Woo," Wooper said, as he swam into the water to help his trainer clean her cloths.
After several minutes of scrubbing and spraying, Felix laid her clothes on branches of a nearby tree to dry. She, Wooper, and Eevee were doing laps, while Charmander, Magnetite, and Caterpie were busy soaking up some sun.
"Well, well, well... what do we have here?" said a male voice.
Felix spun around in surprise and saw several men standing near her stuff. They were dressed very strangely. One man with straight black hair and squinty eyes was dressed in robes of a rich red color. Around him were men dressed in various types of armor, like the stuff Felix had learned about in history class. They were armed with swords, axes and one had a spiked mace. The robed one was looking at charmander, caterpie, and magnetite with great interest. The pokemon, on the other hand, were growling at him. Many different expressions were on the other men's faces: fear, awe, intrigue, curiosity, and a leer, the last being directed at Felix by a disfigured man who looked like a dog, or a vampire, with his two teeth that extended over his upper lip.
Felix shouted at them, "hey, don't you have any modesty! Eevee, go get them! Use growl!"
Eevee sprang out of the water and landed next to the other pokemon. She unleashed a powerful blast of sound that struck the men's nerves, and made several of them edge backwards in fear, including the dog-faced one.
The robed one began clapping his hands, mockingly, taking away the fear from the men. "Wow, the furball can growl at us," he said sarcastically. "Brunt!" he ordered. "Go teach that weird rabbit a real lesson in fear."
"Right, Lord Derrick." The dog-faced one smiled evilly and strode forward, spiked mace in hand.
"Hey, stay away from Eevee!" Felix shouted at him.
But Brunt just smiled wider and wrapped both of his big hands around his mace, ready to squash Eevee into a pancake. Eevee had stopped growling by now and was now backing away from him, along with the rest of the pokemon, all seemed hesitant to attack the disfigured man.
"I warned you! Eevee, quick attack, now!" Felix ordered Eevee.
Then suddenly Brunt was flying backwards. The robed one jumped to the side, but the rest of the men got slammed.
They crashed together, making the awful sound of metal scraping against metal. The robed one turned around and saw Eevee standing on top of the heap, apparently unhurt after hitting the scale mail that Brunt had been wearing.
Brunt, however, was gasping for breath after having his chest compressed by the "furball." Several of his ribs felt like they were broken as well.
Eevee sprang back to the other pokemon as the pile he sitting on shifted and separated, the men getting back up with anger and bloodlust in their eyes.
"I suggest you leave before you get hurt," Felix smiled, full of confidence in her pokemon.
The robed sneered at her, "now that I have seen your power, allow me to show you MINE!" And he began speaking something in a different language. With his right hand, he pulled something out of a pouch on his belt and, moving his hand in a horizontal arc, he slowly let some powder drift to the ground from his hand.
Unnoticed by all, Wooper slipped behind Felix.
"So your power is speaking gibberish." Felix stated sarcastically. "I am not impres- HEY!" she exclaimed as her pokemon fell over and began snoring. "What did you DO TO THEM?" she thundered.
The robed one smiled nastily, "I made them easier to capture, just like I am going to do to you," and he began speaking more gibberish and he waved his arms around in a circular pattern.
{How DARE he harm my friends!} With fire in her eyes, Felix dashed out of the water, ready to give him a thrashing herself. Wooper followed his trainer out of the water and prepared for battle.
But only about a foot out of the water, Felix froze in mid air, and she collapsed. Unlike her pokemon, she wasn't asleep. Her eyes still moved, and she still breathed, but she couldn't move. It was like the time Charmander had been paralyzed by a pikachu. Fear replaced the fire in her eyes, and she would have trembled in terror if she could move.
The robed one wasn't give any time to gloat, for Wooper, seeing his friend struck down, attacked with a blast of water that knocked the robed one on his butt.
With the bad guys distracted, Wooper opened his mouth wide and bit down on Felix's bare foot, hoping that she had been put to sleep like the other pokemon. But while Felix could feel the pain, she couldn't move.
{Flee Wooper! Flee!} Felix silently cried.
The men lifted the robed one to his feet, but he shoved them away and said, "Get that FISH!"
With his trainer not responding, little Wooper dashed over to the other pokemon and began smacking Charmander with his tail. Charmander began to wake up, but much too slowly in Wooper's opinion, for the men were upon him. Wooper jumped up and a sword blade cut the air right beneath him. "Woooooper!" cried Wooper, as he fired off another water gun... aimed at Charmander.
The stream of water hit the fire-loving pokemon and blasted him sideways, into the pond.
"CHAAAAAAAR!" Charmander screamed as the pond water threatened to put out his tail flame. He sprang out of the water and fired off his best attack, Flamethrower, at Wooper. In his rage, he missed Wooper. Instead he blasted the dog-man right in the face, setting his greasy hair on fire, and giving him third degree burns.
Dog-man screamed, and the fire raced into his open mouth and down his throat, and into his lungs. His screams quickly died away and he collapsed.
The sight of Felix lying on the ground, with a blackened corpse nearby, shook charmander from his hatred of water.
"Wooper, woo, woo, wooper!" Wooper cried to charmander. [Translation: "They did something to Felix!"]
"CHAR!? CHAAARMAAANDER!!!" He cried in outrage. His tail flame grew from about an inch to a foot as anger flowed through him.
The men began to edge away, for if they thought the lizard had been mad before when he got wet, then now the lizard was truly pissed off. Add to that the fact that the lizard had literally fried the half-orc, the strongest among the hirelings.
"MANDER!" Charmander screamed, and he leapt at the men, his claws madly swiping the air.
The men stumbled backwards, but not fast enough. Charmander's claws ripped through scale mail and flesh with ease, splitting the unfortunate man's guts out. As the man fell, Charmander leapt towards another.
Blood flying everywhere, only two men got away from the raging pokemon. Ignoring the calls from the robed one, their employer, the hirelings fled in absolute terror.
"Woooooo...." Wooper said in awe.
Charmander, now more red than orange, stood about 3 feet off the ground, thanks to the bloody "hill" he was standing on. His breath came in great gasps as he gazed in hatred at the robed one. Taking in a deep gulp, he roared "CHAAAAAAA...." and he began to glow a bright white color!
"What in the Nine Hells!?" The robed one screamed as he watched the lizard grew bigger. Then the light just vanished, and gone was the two foot tall, orange lizard. Now the creature had doubled in size, and the blood seemed to have soaked into the skin, for it was now a bright red color. Its claws were bigger, and now a fin sprang from the back of its head.
"Meleon," Charmeleon finished, and its eyes began to glow blue as it used its leer attack.
{Charmander evolved!?} Felix thought.
The robed one began cowering in fear. "No! Please don't hurt me! I give up! I surrender!" He begged. "I'll even let your master go!" And he made a few quick motions with his hands.
Felix groaned, and stood up shakily.
"Wooper!" Wooper cried out in joy as he danced around his trainer's feet.
Felix looked over at Charmeleon... and saw the pile of bodies.
"No," she breathed. "NO!!!" And she began to sob uncontrollably.
The robe one scrambled to his feet, and fled as fast as his feet would carry him.
Charmeleon moved to follow, but Felix cried out, "No! No more deaths! No more killings!" And she continued to sob.
Charmeleon hoped down from the bodies, and put his arms around Felix to comfort her. Wooper hoped on to her shoulder and rubbed his face against her's.
Felix continued to cry, her tears mixing with the blood on the ground.
[Author's Note: Sorry that took so long to get out, but I kept having different ideas on how this chapter should end. But I finally pulled some willpower out of hat, and worked on this till it was done. A few comments: Because pokemon use "named" attacks, their attacks are much more powerful then "unnamed" attacks. A "Scratch" attack is much more powerful than just attacking with claws/blades/appendage. This allowed Eevee to slam into armor and take very few injuries, and allows Charmander to rip through armor.]
[I believe the reasons for this being PG-13 are now apparent...]
Chapter 4 will be up when I find that bag where I keep my willpower.
Chapter 3: The Wizard
With Magnetite leading her, Felix soon arrived at a small water hole, about ten feet in diameter, fed by a fast moving clear stream.
Felix reached a hand into the water and felt the temperature. "Its cool, but not cold... good enough," she decided. She took off her shoes and slipped off her socks. Then she took her backpack and belt off and laid them on the ground next to her shoes and socks. With a leap, she cannon-balled into the pool.
The pool was over her head, but Felix was a good swimmer, and after adjusting to the shock of the temperature, she swam back to her backpack and pulled out a bar of soap. Felix swam back to the middle of the pool, stripped off the rest of her clothing and began scrubbing it.
"Magnetite?"
Felix turned back to Magnetite and her stuff. Magnetite was hovering the belt with pokeballs on it.
"You want back in your pokeball?"
"Mag," Magnetite said, spinning around, the same meaning of a human shaking her head.
"You want everyone to join us?"
"Tite," Magnetite said, bobbing up and down.
"Sure, they can join us."
Magnetite pressed the buttons on the pokeballs and they opened up, spilling forth her pokemon.
"Okay guys and girls, were going to take a break while I wash! Stay close to my stuff and don't wander off. Got it?"
"Char!"
"Vee!"
"Wooper!"
"Caterpie!"
"Tite!"
"Right. Hey Wooper, can you help me wash my clothing?"
"Woo," Wooper said, as he swam into the water to help his trainer clean her cloths.
After several minutes of scrubbing and spraying, Felix laid her clothes on branches of a nearby tree to dry. She, Wooper, and Eevee were doing laps, while Charmander, Magnetite, and Caterpie were busy soaking up some sun.
"Well, well, well... what do we have here?" said a male voice.
Felix spun around in surprise and saw several men standing near her stuff. They were dressed very strangely. One man with straight black hair and squinty eyes was dressed in robes of a rich red color. Around him were men dressed in various types of armor, like the stuff Felix had learned about in history class. They were armed with swords, axes and one had a spiked mace. The robed one was looking at charmander, caterpie, and magnetite with great interest. The pokemon, on the other hand, were growling at him. Many different expressions were on the other men's faces: fear, awe, intrigue, curiosity, and a leer, the last being directed at Felix by a disfigured man who looked like a dog, or a vampire, with his two teeth that extended over his upper lip.
Felix shouted at them, "hey, don't you have any modesty! Eevee, go get them! Use growl!"
Eevee sprang out of the water and landed next to the other pokemon. She unleashed a powerful blast of sound that struck the men's nerves, and made several of them edge backwards in fear, including the dog-faced one.
The robed one began clapping his hands, mockingly, taking away the fear from the men. "Wow, the furball can growl at us," he said sarcastically. "Brunt!" he ordered. "Go teach that weird rabbit a real lesson in fear."
"Right, Lord Derrick." The dog-faced one smiled evilly and strode forward, spiked mace in hand.
"Hey, stay away from Eevee!" Felix shouted at him.
But Brunt just smiled wider and wrapped both of his big hands around his mace, ready to squash Eevee into a pancake. Eevee had stopped growling by now and was now backing away from him, along with the rest of the pokemon, all seemed hesitant to attack the disfigured man.
"I warned you! Eevee, quick attack, now!" Felix ordered Eevee.
Then suddenly Brunt was flying backwards. The robed one jumped to the side, but the rest of the men got slammed.
They crashed together, making the awful sound of metal scraping against metal. The robed one turned around and saw Eevee standing on top of the heap, apparently unhurt after hitting the scale mail that Brunt had been wearing.
Brunt, however, was gasping for breath after having his chest compressed by the "furball." Several of his ribs felt like they were broken as well.
Eevee sprang back to the other pokemon as the pile he sitting on shifted and separated, the men getting back up with anger and bloodlust in their eyes.
"I suggest you leave before you get hurt," Felix smiled, full of confidence in her pokemon.
The robed sneered at her, "now that I have seen your power, allow me to show you MINE!" And he began speaking something in a different language. With his right hand, he pulled something out of a pouch on his belt and, moving his hand in a horizontal arc, he slowly let some powder drift to the ground from his hand.
Unnoticed by all, Wooper slipped behind Felix.
"So your power is speaking gibberish." Felix stated sarcastically. "I am not impres- HEY!" she exclaimed as her pokemon fell over and began snoring. "What did you DO TO THEM?" she thundered.
The robed one smiled nastily, "I made them easier to capture, just like I am going to do to you," and he began speaking more gibberish and he waved his arms around in a circular pattern.
{How DARE he harm my friends!} With fire in her eyes, Felix dashed out of the water, ready to give him a thrashing herself. Wooper followed his trainer out of the water and prepared for battle.
But only about a foot out of the water, Felix froze in mid air, and she collapsed. Unlike her pokemon, she wasn't asleep. Her eyes still moved, and she still breathed, but she couldn't move. It was like the time Charmander had been paralyzed by a pikachu. Fear replaced the fire in her eyes, and she would have trembled in terror if she could move.
The robed one wasn't give any time to gloat, for Wooper, seeing his friend struck down, attacked with a blast of water that knocked the robed one on his butt.
With the bad guys distracted, Wooper opened his mouth wide and bit down on Felix's bare foot, hoping that she had been put to sleep like the other pokemon. But while Felix could feel the pain, she couldn't move.
{Flee Wooper! Flee!} Felix silently cried.
The men lifted the robed one to his feet, but he shoved them away and said, "Get that FISH!"
With his trainer not responding, little Wooper dashed over to the other pokemon and began smacking Charmander with his tail. Charmander began to wake up, but much too slowly in Wooper's opinion, for the men were upon him. Wooper jumped up and a sword blade cut the air right beneath him. "Woooooper!" cried Wooper, as he fired off another water gun... aimed at Charmander.
The stream of water hit the fire-loving pokemon and blasted him sideways, into the pond.
"CHAAAAAAAR!" Charmander screamed as the pond water threatened to put out his tail flame. He sprang out of the water and fired off his best attack, Flamethrower, at Wooper. In his rage, he missed Wooper. Instead he blasted the dog-man right in the face, setting his greasy hair on fire, and giving him third degree burns.
Dog-man screamed, and the fire raced into his open mouth and down his throat, and into his lungs. His screams quickly died away and he collapsed.
The sight of Felix lying on the ground, with a blackened corpse nearby, shook charmander from his hatred of water.
"Wooper, woo, woo, wooper!" Wooper cried to charmander. [Translation: "They did something to Felix!"]
"CHAR!? CHAAARMAAANDER!!!" He cried in outrage. His tail flame grew from about an inch to a foot as anger flowed through him.
The men began to edge away, for if they thought the lizard had been mad before when he got wet, then now the lizard was truly pissed off. Add to that the fact that the lizard had literally fried the half-orc, the strongest among the hirelings.
"MANDER!" Charmander screamed, and he leapt at the men, his claws madly swiping the air.
The men stumbled backwards, but not fast enough. Charmander's claws ripped through scale mail and flesh with ease, splitting the unfortunate man's guts out. As the man fell, Charmander leapt towards another.
Blood flying everywhere, only two men got away from the raging pokemon. Ignoring the calls from the robed one, their employer, the hirelings fled in absolute terror.
"Woooooo...." Wooper said in awe.
Charmander, now more red than orange, stood about 3 feet off the ground, thanks to the bloody "hill" he was standing on. His breath came in great gasps as he gazed in hatred at the robed one. Taking in a deep gulp, he roared "CHAAAAAAA...." and he began to glow a bright white color!
"What in the Nine Hells!?" The robed one screamed as he watched the lizard grew bigger. Then the light just vanished, and gone was the two foot tall, orange lizard. Now the creature had doubled in size, and the blood seemed to have soaked into the skin, for it was now a bright red color. Its claws were bigger, and now a fin sprang from the back of its head.
"Meleon," Charmeleon finished, and its eyes began to glow blue as it used its leer attack.
{Charmander evolved!?} Felix thought.
The robed one began cowering in fear. "No! Please don't hurt me! I give up! I surrender!" He begged. "I'll even let your master go!" And he made a few quick motions with his hands.
Felix groaned, and stood up shakily.
"Wooper!" Wooper cried out in joy as he danced around his trainer's feet.
Felix looked over at Charmeleon... and saw the pile of bodies.
"No," she breathed. "NO!!!" And she began to sob uncontrollably.
The robe one scrambled to his feet, and fled as fast as his feet would carry him.
Charmeleon moved to follow, but Felix cried out, "No! No more deaths! No more killings!" And she continued to sob.
Charmeleon hoped down from the bodies, and put his arms around Felix to comfort her. Wooper hoped on to her shoulder and rubbed his face against her's.
Felix continued to cry, her tears mixing with the blood on the ground.
[Author's Note: Sorry that took so long to get out, but I kept having different ideas on how this chapter should end. But I finally pulled some willpower out of hat, and worked on this till it was done. A few comments: Because pokemon use "named" attacks, their attacks are much more powerful then "unnamed" attacks. A "Scratch" attack is much more powerful than just attacking with claws/blades/appendage. This allowed Eevee to slam into armor and take very few injuries, and allows Charmander to rip through armor.]
[I believe the reasons for this being PG-13 are now apparent...]
Chapter 4 will be up when I find that bag where I keep my willpower.