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Anyways. . .
Muddy: Breezy is back with another update!
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Chapter 2:
It felt as if he were captured in between a rock and a hard place. He knew how he got there, he knew what he had to do to get out but why was it so hard to do so? Surely it wouldn't be hard to push the rock over or break the hard place right?
The boy didn't know, he was quite clueless at the moment. Perhaps he was just having a bad day. Perhaps he was just over thinking again. Or perhaps the rock and the hard place was the only thing keeping the boy together in the first place. . .
Brendan poked his head into Wally's room, his ruby-red eyes already adjusting to the darkness. A stream of moonlit shone through the green-haired trainer's room, the only light source in the room besides his alarm clock. This would make things easier to see when Brendan went in for the kill so to speak.
Knife clutched in hand, the boy trainer opened the door a little bit further and trudge his way to Wally's bedside. Was he willing to risk being a murder in order to save himself? Was he being selfish?
Through the open door, Brendan saw May sleeping peacefully on the couch. No, he wasn't being selfish, he was being rather considerate wasn't he? He was, after all, saving another life even though it meant sacrificing someone else's. Surely if Wally knew what he had to do, he would let him do so right?
Raising the knife high above his head, Brendan swung down. . .
Only to stop a few inches away from Wally's head.
"Latios, I can't do this. . ." Brendan murmured to himself as he brought the knife down closer to himself. "But, I'm going to have to end up doing this so I might as well do it now before its too late!" Again, the boy trainer brought the knife above his head only to bring the knife back down, closer to him then to Wally.
Sighing, the white-haired trainer exited Wally's room, closing the door as quietly as he could. He walked back slowly to the kitchen and placed the knife safely back in its drawer, knowing that the only thing that knife was going to be doing is chopping up vegetables as it should be.
Climbing back into his makeshift bed, Brendan stared at the white plaster ceiling of the house. Two weeks, two choices, no where to turn, no where to run, nothing that he could do to prevent it. Or could he?
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"Hello operator, can you give me the number to the Verandturf Police Department?" Brendan asked as he spoke on Wally's Viv-phone. "Yeah, I hear you, 9. . . 1. . . 1. Got it. But its not an emergency though, I just need to talk to them. What? I should still call 9-1-1 then? But what happens if someone with a real emergency calls and I'm calling them but they can't get- hello? Hello? Well thank you, I always love talking to the buzz tone after all," Brendan groaned as he hung up the phone. Hitting re-dial, he waited impatiently for the operator to pick up, "Hello? Hi, its me again, you haven't given me the number to the police- Hey! Don't hang up on me. . . wait, you just did. I'm going to call your boss! Now, what's his number? Maybe I should call the operator. . ."
"B Boy, why do you need to talk to the police department anyways?" May questioned after she finished her glass of ice cold milk.
Brendan froze. "Because just in case we need them, I will know their number," he cooly lied, "but seeing as the number is still 9-1-1, I think we're going to be good."
"Um, alright then," May replied unsurely.
"Wouldn't do you much good right now even if you did know the police department's number," Wally stated as he strolled into the room. "Verandturf, Slateport and Mauville Police Stations are away on business. It seems as though they have found a trail to the whereabouts of former Team Magma Leader, Maxie."
'Wow, Maxie really thought this one out didn't he?' Brendan thought in his head.
"Personally, I wish I could go with them," Wally said wistfully, reaching into the fridge for a can of soda. Opening it, he took a drink and gave out a rather loud burp, "I have some unfinished business with him that I want to well, finish."
"That's right, Maxie ran away before you could defeat him in battle," May replied as she got up and washed her breakfast plates in the sink. "I'm sure I would want to finish that battle too if I were in your position."
"Seriously!" Wally agreed with the girl trainer. "I was so close! But he slipped out of my grip or however that stupid saying goes! Now I just want to step on him, pound him, kill- where you heading off to Brendan?"
Brendan, one foot outside Wally's house, turned his head, looking at the green-haired and girl trainer. "Oh, I'm just going to get some air that's all, be right back!" he answered nervously.
"Okay, but were going to discuss Wanda's surprise party soon so be quick about it!" May shouted cheerfully.
"Say it loud enough for her to here it at my mom's house back at Petalburg why don't ya?" Wally retorted sardonically, rolling his eyes.
"Whatever. . ."
Brendan closed the door behind him and sat down on Wally's porch, staring into the light blue hue of the morning sky. What Wally said made him think, about killing Maxie. That way, both Wally, May and himself will still be alive and a criminal would be put to justice.
But he knew he couldn't do that. It was against his ethics, his honor. But he knew he couldn't kill Wally either. Besides, even if he did get through with killing Maxie - if he managed to track him down that is - he knew that somewhere out there, the loyal Team Magma Grunts and Admins were there, ready to strike him if he dared strike their leader first. He knew Maxie was smarter than that.
"If Latios made anyone else's life more confusing than mine, I'm sure they would of had their head blown up by confusion by now," Brendan muttered to himself. "What to do, what to do? Aw, hell with it, I'm going inside!"
And with that, the boy trainer stood back up and open the door only to find Wally and May arm wrestling on the kitchen table.
"We're going with pink, green, and light blue, those are Wanda's favorite colors!" May groaned through clenched teeth.
"No! Those are girly colors!" Wally whined as he pushed May's arm down further on his side.
May only smirked, took her other hand, and pushed Wally's hand down on her side of the table. "Ha, I win!" she said triumphantly, beaming.
"No fair, you cheated!" Wally complained, rubbing his hand with the other.
"Never said I could!" May retorted, sticking out her tongue. "So its settle, the colors for Wanda's party are going to be pink, green and light blue seeing as those are her favorite colors despite the fact that they are 'girly.' "
"Which is true by the way!" Wally exclaimed.
"I'm sure it is Wall Leak," May replied, writing down things on a notepad. "Okay, so we got the theme pretty much. We still need invitations, food and to decorate and such. Brendan, you need to go back into town and get those color streamers and make sure that the balloon people blow up pink, green and light blue balloons alright?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure," Brendan said absentmindedly. "I'll go do it right now," and with that, the boy trainer opened the door again and left for Mauville leaving behind two bewildered trainers.
"Is he. . . did you two have a . . . how come he was like. . . what?" Wally questioned, scratching his head.
"Don't ask me, I'm just as clueless as you are which scares me I might add," May replied, staring at the closed door. "He's been out of it ever since yesterday night when we came back from that shopping trip. Do you think something happened to him yesterday Wally?"
The green-haired trainer shrugged, "Its possible May, its possible." He stood up and placed a hand on the doorknob, "But I'm not just going to sit around here and wonder why! I'm going to figure it out for myself!" Wally opened the door and entered the cheery outside world, leaving May alone to plan for the party.
"Okay, that's always cool, leaving a girl alone to plan a party," May stated as she got back to writing down a list of things to do before the party.
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'Brendan, you idiot, you've got to be smoother than that if you don't want May or Wally to suspect a thing!' Brendan scolded himself from the safety of his mind. 'Okay Birch, from now on, you act the way you should normally act, the way you would be if Maxie didn't threaten you! Okay B Boy? Okay! Rayquaza, I have got to stop talking to myself in my head. . .'
"Brendan, hey wait up!" a voice from behind him shouted.
The white-haired trainer turned around and saw Wally running towards him, one hand waving in the air. Rolling his eyes, he turned back around and walked forwards toward Mauville city.
"You know, its kind of rude when you turn your back on a kid trying to catch up with you," Wally remarked as he caught up to Brendan. He took in a deep breath of the fresh morning air and exhaled. "So, what's up B Boy, it seems as though you have something on your mind. . ."
"What! Nothing's wrong, everything is fine, I wasn't threat-" Brendan clasped a hand over his mouth; too much info there pally. . .
'Idiot Birch! What did I tell you about staying cool? Freakin' a-hole!' Brendan scolded again in his head.
"Uh, care to say that again?" Wally asked, confused.
"Oh, nothing! Everything's fine, everything's. . . good," Brendan replied again, this time slowly. "Just kind of. . . nah I'm good, I'm fine."
"I got it the first time you said you were fine but three times later, whoa buddy!" the green-haired trainer laughed. "Something isn't fine though if you keep admitting that you are fine in the first place."
"I said everything is FINE Wallace!" Brendan said through clenched teeth. "So stop asking already!"
"Sheesh, just worried about you pally," Wally retorted cooly. "Your girlfriend is back at my aunt's house, wondering what the heck is wrong with you but what am I suppose to say to her?"
"What I've said to you like, five times already. Tell her that I'm FINE!" Brendan shouted, annoyed with the green-haired boy.
"Would you like me to put emphasis on 'fine' when I tell her too?" Wally asked sarcastically.
"Whatever, I have to go get supplies for your cousin's party. I'm out!" with that, Brendan left, leaving Wally behind in his dust.
"You realize that I'm going to figure out what's wrong with you right?" Wally shouted down the pathway to Mauville.
Brendan stopped dead in his tracks and turned his head, "That Wallace doesn't cease to surprise me. Go ahead Wally, you try and figure out what the freakin' hell is my problem but when you do, you realize that you were better off not knowing in the first place."
This left the green-haired trainer puzzled as the white-haired trainer left again towards Mauville.
In fact, this kept Wally deep in thought.
So deep that he didn't realize that a figure crept up behind him, dagger in hand. . .
Alright! More cliffhangers! Sorry if its short!
Muddy: Joyness!
::smiles:: Gawd, I love that word, cliffhangers. . . anyways LaTeR dAyZ and thanks for reviewing!