Poachemon
Chapter 6
Ash rushed to where the scraping was coming from. He found someone from the secret service attaching some kind of blinking light to his plane. "Holy sandwich! I've gotta shake this guy off!" Ash was too late, for the man had just jumped off and was parachuting safely towards the ground. Misty watched in shock as she met Ash.
"Oh no he didn't!"
"Misty, will you stop trying to be black?" Ash tried to guess what that thing was anyway. If it was from the secret service, it can't be good. "Well, whoever he is, he won't squeal!" ash made use of his stealth bomber, and watched him blow up like glass. "SCORE!" Meanwhile...
The officer maneuvered his plane quietly through the clouds, so as not to be seen. He picked up his microphone. "We've got him in sight, the plane locator worked perfectly! But I can't seem to find Private John, it seems that that young punk might've got him. Blast it!" The plane stealthily accelerated as it prepared to fire.
Misty gasped. "Ash, that's a plane locator! Get rid of it now!" Ash fired a few pellets to knock it off. A quaking was felt throughout the plane as bullets hit from every angle. "Too late, stupid! We're gonna get our butts kicked!" Like she knows everything, Ash thought. If I could just blow that dude up! The bomber went above the plane, and dropped a few bombs. They all missed, however, and headed straight for Vermillion city.
"Those townsfolk aren't gonna be too happy about that. But who gives a crap?" the pilot plotting ash's demise spoke to his companion.
"Pickachu, I need you to sneak on board and short circuit the plane! It's the only way!" Pickachu nodded in happy agreement, and jumped to the bomber when the two planes were side-by-side.
"What's that?" Misty heard a pattering at the top.
"I CAN'T TAKE THIS GUY ANYMORE! HE'S DODGING EVERYTHING I THROW AT HIM! Misty, you know how to operate the controls for a stealth bomber, don't you? Good, I'll take care of what's on top." Ash zoomed out of the control room without giving Misty a chance to respond.
"That jerk! But bombing this dude could be fun..."
Ash walked around in the main deck and paid close attention to any sound. He heard, a faint pattering on top of the plan. It got louder as it headed for the back room, where all the circuitry was. "What the heck?" Ash followed the noise into the back room. A tallow fuzzy ball came out of the pipe connecting to the room. "AH HA!" Ash gave it a good kick. It flew across the room, heading back into the main deck.
"Pickachu!" the Pokemon was obviously pissed off. I don't wanna explain what that meant in human language.
"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Ash paced around the room, and got into a fighting stance. An electric shot hit him dead in the mouth, and paralyzed him.
"Pika pika!" The Pickachu admired his swift victory, and walked back to resume his duties. Ash, despite the paralyisis, managed to slowly draw out his Uzi and fire a poke food pellet. Pickachus nose caught whiff of that satisfying smell, and it started to nibble on the brown clump. Ash had an idea. Maybe I could bribe him to do stuff with these! The paralysis started to wear off, and he muttered a few words.
"Oh Pi...ka...chu. If you go... and take... control of... this bomber, I'll give...you...all...the poke food...you want." The Pickachu was easily manipulated, and thus, obeyed his command. It hopped happily to the control room and shoved Misty aside.
"So it was you who made all that pattering! Prepare to be blown away!" Misty reared up her rocket launcher, but hesitated. Once again, the blast would be too lethal for this plane to handle. The Pickachu was surprisingly good at maneuvering, so Misty put the rocket launcher back in her pocket. What harm could it do?
The secret service man wanted to look his lawbreaker straight in the eye before he blew him to pieces. He loaded his missiles, and went to shoot them right at the window. He saw Pickachu's smiling face. "No, my best friend, turned EVIL?! I guess I have no choice." He got out his "BLOW UP PICKACHU" device. It was for use in such occasions of betrayal. He pressed the button, and watched Pickachu explode into chunks. "My work here is done, Mission accomplished." The man flew out of sight, tearing at the eyes.
Chapter 6
Ash rushed to where the scraping was coming from. He found someone from the secret service attaching some kind of blinking light to his plane. "Holy sandwich! I've gotta shake this guy off!" Ash was too late, for the man had just jumped off and was parachuting safely towards the ground. Misty watched in shock as she met Ash.
"Oh no he didn't!"
"Misty, will you stop trying to be black?" Ash tried to guess what that thing was anyway. If it was from the secret service, it can't be good. "Well, whoever he is, he won't squeal!" ash made use of his stealth bomber, and watched him blow up like glass. "SCORE!" Meanwhile...
The officer maneuvered his plane quietly through the clouds, so as not to be seen. He picked up his microphone. "We've got him in sight, the plane locator worked perfectly! But I can't seem to find Private John, it seems that that young punk might've got him. Blast it!" The plane stealthily accelerated as it prepared to fire.
Misty gasped. "Ash, that's a plane locator! Get rid of it now!" Ash fired a few pellets to knock it off. A quaking was felt throughout the plane as bullets hit from every angle. "Too late, stupid! We're gonna get our butts kicked!" Like she knows everything, Ash thought. If I could just blow that dude up! The bomber went above the plane, and dropped a few bombs. They all missed, however, and headed straight for Vermillion city.
"Those townsfolk aren't gonna be too happy about that. But who gives a crap?" the pilot plotting ash's demise spoke to his companion.
"Pickachu, I need you to sneak on board and short circuit the plane! It's the only way!" Pickachu nodded in happy agreement, and jumped to the bomber when the two planes were side-by-side.
"What's that?" Misty heard a pattering at the top.
"I CAN'T TAKE THIS GUY ANYMORE! HE'S DODGING EVERYTHING I THROW AT HIM! Misty, you know how to operate the controls for a stealth bomber, don't you? Good, I'll take care of what's on top." Ash zoomed out of the control room without giving Misty a chance to respond.
"That jerk! But bombing this dude could be fun..."
Ash walked around in the main deck and paid close attention to any sound. He heard, a faint pattering on top of the plan. It got louder as it headed for the back room, where all the circuitry was. "What the heck?" Ash followed the noise into the back room. A tallow fuzzy ball came out of the pipe connecting to the room. "AH HA!" Ash gave it a good kick. It flew across the room, heading back into the main deck.
"Pickachu!" the Pokemon was obviously pissed off. I don't wanna explain what that meant in human language.
"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Ash paced around the room, and got into a fighting stance. An electric shot hit him dead in the mouth, and paralyzed him.
"Pika pika!" The Pickachu admired his swift victory, and walked back to resume his duties. Ash, despite the paralyisis, managed to slowly draw out his Uzi and fire a poke food pellet. Pickachus nose caught whiff of that satisfying smell, and it started to nibble on the brown clump. Ash had an idea. Maybe I could bribe him to do stuff with these! The paralysis started to wear off, and he muttered a few words.
"Oh Pi...ka...chu. If you go... and take... control of... this bomber, I'll give...you...all...the poke food...you want." The Pickachu was easily manipulated, and thus, obeyed his command. It hopped happily to the control room and shoved Misty aside.
"So it was you who made all that pattering! Prepare to be blown away!" Misty reared up her rocket launcher, but hesitated. Once again, the blast would be too lethal for this plane to handle. The Pickachu was surprisingly good at maneuvering, so Misty put the rocket launcher back in her pocket. What harm could it do?
The secret service man wanted to look his lawbreaker straight in the eye before he blew him to pieces. He loaded his missiles, and went to shoot them right at the window. He saw Pickachu's smiling face. "No, my best friend, turned EVIL?! I guess I have no choice." He got out his "BLOW UP PICKACHU" device. It was for use in such occasions of betrayal. He pressed the button, and watched Pickachu explode into chunks. "My work here is done, Mission accomplished." The man flew out of sight, tearing at the eyes.