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Muddy: Here's chapter 5 or whatever. Breezy is trying to get this fic finished first seeing as it will prolly be the shortest in her lineup of fanfiction that are currently being updated. So yeah, enjoy!
. . . . Why do always interrupt me when I say any-
Muddy: The world is weird like that Breezy. . .
I figured that out by myself already, thanks. . .
Chapter 5:
The girl looked at the boy curiously as he lead her down a dirt path. It was a gorgeous day with the sky turning from its deep blue color to the beautiful mixed colors of red, purple, orange, and yellow- the colors of a sunset. She smiled at the sight of the colorful and bright flowers that were planted at the edges of the dirt road as the boy grasped her hand and pulled her along.
Slowly, the glorious colors of the sunset faded into a stormy-gray. Lightening flashed in the background and thunder rolled angrily as the sweet-smelling flowers died as they passed them. The girl turned around and felt her stomach lurch in nervousness. Anxiety choked her at the throat.
She felt the boy let go of her hand as she turned to face him. She saw the boy run up the path towards a hill until he was just a black outline. Squinting her eyes so she could see better, she saw the silhouette of a dagger clutched in the boy's hand. From far away, the girl saw the boy turn his head towards her one more time before shoving the dagger through his chest. . .
The girl woke up, startled from her dream only to find the boy next to her, a small yet worried grin on his face. The boy took a damp cloth and wiped the sweat off the girl's forehead, his eyes sparkling with uneasiness. The girl wanted to tell him about her dream but. . . She didn't want him to worry as well.
Wally didn't like to assume the worst. What would happen if what he assumed happened to be wrong? He would just wind up getting worked up over nothing that's what.
The evidence was right in front of him though, Archie walking down a dark alleyway to turn left into a doorway cleverly hidden by a rather tall dumpster. A few minutes before, he saw Brendan enter that same alley, a look of curiosity and interest clearly written on his face.
Wally didn't know what Brendan could be planning with Archie, the Team Aqua Leader. Hell, he didn't even know if Archie was still the leader of the water group. All he knew is that whatever those two were planning must be bad. Archie did, after all, try to drown the world so they could build more "Pokemon habitations." Of course, Wally always wondered what it would be like to live on a boat. . . I mean, what kid hasn't after all?
Wally rolled his eyes at his own sarcasm.
He did wonder however how he would get to the market or Pokemon Center if they kept moving on ship. . . Maybe he would have to rely on the Internet or something. Scary world. . .
The green-haired trainer figured that he should of followed Archie into the doorway but with his Pokemon in the Center and Archie being one of the most powerful trainers in Hoenn despite his evil intentions. . . Well, all he knew was that things wouldn't turn out pretty. He might as well wait for his Pokemon to heal, its not like the secret hideout was going anywhere anytime soon.
Wally decided to follow Brendan instead. He knew that the other boy trainer wouldn't dare hurt him. . . badly anyways.
Jumping up from his hiding place (which was a couple of trash cans), Wally watched Brendan leave the alleyway, apparently too deep in thought to notice the doorway that Archie walked into. From where he was standing, Wally saw Brendan sigh and run a hand through his snowy-white hair. He finally ended up sitting on a nearby green bench.
"Latios this is boring." Wally covered his yawn with his hand. "Nothing new about Brendan sitting on his ass."
Despite the lack of interest on his face, Wally crept up on Brendan and stood a few feet behind the bench he was sitting on. close enough to hear him but far enough for him not to notice a certain green-haired trainer.
"What to do, what to do. . ." Brendan muttered to himself. He sighed again and placed his head in his hands. "Shit, I can't do what Archie wants me to do!"
Wally gasped quietly to himself. 'He is working with Archie!'
Wally apparently didn't gasp quietly enough for Brendan jerked his head up and quickly turned around. His ruby-red eyes narrowed in disgust and worry.
"What are you doing here?" he questioned angrily.
"Er. . . shopping?" meekly replied Wally.
Brendan looked past the green-haired trainer and blinked twice. "At a lingerie store?" he asked, bewildered.
Wally only shrugged. "Well, I hear its catching on for guys." He sweat-dropped, clearly nervous for his health. He wrung his hands together as Brendan got up from his seat.
"Did you hear me?" the white-haired trainer demanded to know as he walked around the bench to advance on the quivering green-eyed trainer.
"Uh. . ." Wally backed away frm Brendan and into the store wall.
"Answer me!" the white-haired trainer growled. He pushed Wally into the wall by his shoulder and glared ice cold daggers into his eyes.
Wally finally cracked and answered, "All I heard was that you can't do what Archie wants you to do, honest!" Wally sighed as Brendan's glare began to soften on him. "What does he want you to do anyways?"
"Ha, none of your Beedrill's beeswax." Brendan began to walk away, the green-haired trainer looking at his back.
"Like I said before Birch, I'm going to figure out sooner or later!" Wally shouted as he pushed himself the store wall.
Brendan only shook his head and waved him off, walking farther and farther into the distance.
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'It's a shame really,' the voice from the back of May's head piped up.
'Please. . . please leave me alone!' May begged back, tears welling up in her deep dark-blue eyes.
'Aw May, don't cry!' the voice laughed mockingly in her head.
'Just leave please!' May wiped the tears from her eyes and stared at her reflection in the water. A gloomy, solemn girl stared back, her now dull blue eyes darting back and forth with worry.
'Ha, Brendan mustn't see you cry otherwise who knows what he'll do. . .'
'Wha. . . what do you mean by that?'
"May!" A shout coming from May's left caught her attention. She smiled at the sight of a white-haired trainer coming her way, his usual charming smile abroad his face. It was a nice change from Brendan's confused look from last night and earlier today.
"Hey. . ." Brendan said breathlessly as he sat down next to the girl trainer. It was apparent that he was trying to get away from something. . .
May didn't notice this though or chose not to question it as she laced hands with Brendan. "So, where ya been?" she asked, the sparkle in her eye slowly coming back.
"Oh yea know," Brendan stared as he avoided eye contact with his girlfriend, "been out, seeing if Mauville has changed since the last time we've been here."
May leaned her head onto Brendan's chest and closed her eyes thoughtfully. "And has it?" she asked finally.
"Yeah I guess." Brendan couldn't help but grin even wider. "Its been awhile since we've been here hasn't it?"
"Three months," May answered, opening her eyes to reveal sparking blue orbs. "Remember the fair here?"
"Yeah, how can I forget?" he asked.
May giggled. "It was our first date and our first kiss I might add."
Brendan laughed, his cheeks flushing a faint tinge of pink. "Good times, good times. . ."
The two sat in peaceful silence for awhile until May piped up, "Is anything wrong B boy? Please answer me, your scaring me and well. . ." she trailed off, ending it with a sigh.
Brendan leaned his head on top of May's own and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I don't want to lie to you," he admitted.
"I don't want you to either," the girl trainer replied. "So tell me. . . please."
"You don't need to worry about it May, its none of your concern," Brendan said after a few seconds of tense silence. "I've already figured it out anyways so. . ."
"If you're sure. . ." May really wanted to know what Brendan's problem was but she didn't want to push it any farther. Brendan seemed stressed enough already even with a cheery smile that graced his face. It was kinda of ironic actually how Brendan said he didn't want to lie to her but trying to cover the truth with a fake grin was just as bad. She didn't have the heart though to point that out.
"May?" Brendan's voice once again brought May back to reality.
The girl trainer blinked twice. "Huh? Oh. . . um yeah,I think we can pull off the surprise party, yeah."
"Even with Wally running it?" he laughed.
May smiled. "Yes, even with Wally in charge," she replied. The blue-eyed trainer pushed herself up from Brendan. She stood up and brushed the dirt off her. "Alrighty B Boy, I've gotta go make some more phone calls for the party." She bent back down and gave Brendan a quick peck on the lips. "See ya B Boy!"
"Later," Brendan replied sadly as he laid down on his back. His crimson-red eyes stared up at the light-blue sky covered in puffy white clouds. He wished that May stayed with him, he liked being in her company still after all the long months of traveling.
And while she was there, Brendan lost his train of thought. But now that his brain was back on track, he couldn't help but wonder. . .
Was he really that die-hard to go through with Archie's plan? And if so, what would happen in the long run? Would May still love him? Would Wally still try to beat him? Would anyone care if he died?
And if anyone knew, would they try to stop him from committing suicide?
Wally decided not to follow Brendan; he thought he could use some time to think anyways. He couldn't help but suspect what Brendan was planning with Archie though.
"What are Brendan and Archie planning?" he murmured out loud. "And why the hell do I keep repeating that? What? Are YOU going to answer for me?" Wally glared straight ahead.
"No, but perhaps I can," a voice answered from behind Wally.
"Oh great!" Wally stated sarcastically. "I'm so paranoid that I'm hearing voices from the back of my head again! I feel like May. . . or that one Gollum thing from The Lord of the Rings."
"Turn around you fool!" the stranger hissed.
Wally, stupidly, turned around and stared straight into the face of evil! The face of. . .
"Maxie!" Wally shouted as he reached down on his belt for a Pokeball. Unfortunately, he found none seeing as they were all being healed at the Pokemon Center. He went for the next best thing, his PokeNav, but only found an empty holder.
'That's right, its being repaired right now when Brendan's fat ass sat on it.' Wally mentally slapped his forehead. 'Great, now I'm dead! Thanks Brendan! Thanks for caring pal! I hate sarcasm. . . but then why do I use it? Why do I rant in my mind? Is anyone listening to my ranting? Well of course not, this is my mind after all! Or is it. . .? What if aliens are reading my mind right now? Oh no! Block out everything Wally, they might figure out that you still sleep with a teddy bear! Wait, why would aliens care about me? I'm not anything special. . . Dang, there I go, ranting away when there is the most wanted person right in front of my face! Good job Wall-'
"Are you listening to anything I'm saying?!" Maxie demanded.
Wally snapped out of his thoughts and sweat-dropped. "Its possible," he answered, "but I highly doubt it. What the heck are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of getting caught? And why am I talking very calmly to you like you were a friend?"
"Well for starters," Maxie began, "I'm here because I need to talk to you. For number two, no, I am not, all the policemen in the city have gone down South to search for me but as you can tell they are way off. Besides, there aren't any witnesses here besides you which I know you won't tell otherwise who knows what will happen to you. And your talking to me like I'm your friend because I believe you lost one to many brain cells."
Wally frowned. "I thought you would be dead by now? Wait. . ." he trailed off, "are you a ghost?" Testing his theory, Wally flicked his fingers at Maxie's forehead, seeing if it would go through. It did not though as Wally ended up flicking rather hard at Maxie's head.
Maxie closed his eyes and re-opened them, already annoyed with the green-haired trainer. "I'm going to pretend you didn't do that," he stated through clenched teeth.
"Well, in that case. . ." Wally smirked and repeatedly smacked the former Team Magma Leader at the forehead with his fingers.
Maxie finally cracked after a few flicks and reached up to grab Wally's hand. Getting a firm grip on it, he twisted it and Wally cried out in pain. Feeling better, Maxie let go of Wally's wrist.
Wally glared at the former Team Magma Leader and rubbed his hand. "And what do you want to do with me? Is one still mad about the fact that I kicked your butt a few months ago and almost got you caught by the police?"
Maxie only snorted. "Ha Wood, you keep that lively spirited for as long as you can for you never know when its going to die out. Or when you die out that is."
Wally raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. He was kinda surprised at how calm and collected he was at this moment. If this happened a few months ago, he was sure he would have a heart attack out of shock and surprise. "What's that suppose to mean, that I might die out soon?"
"Well. . ." Maxie trailed off and shook his head. "Nah, its just a rumor I've heard from my past Admins and I really don't want to get you paranoid."
"Tell me, I'm already paranoid as it is," Wally replied. "Wait. . ."
Maxie simpered. "Well, if you really want to know. . . Archie. Do you know who he is?"
Wally nodded. "Yeah, he was the former leader of Team Aqua. What about him?"
"Well him and that so-called friend of yours, Brendan, are planning something. . ." Maxie laced his fingers together as he tried to read Wally's face.
"I figure that out on my own, thanks." The green-haired trainer was about to walk away when Maxie piped up,
"They want to kill you Wood."
Wally turned around and stared at Maxie, bewildered. "They want to. . . kill me?" he repeated, pointing to himself. "But why? I didn't do anything to them!"
Maxie only shrugged. "Perhaps you have done something long ago that made both Archie and Brendan angry. . . All I know is that they want you dead as soon as possible."
Wally blinked twice and collapsed into the bench Brendan previously sat on. He ran a hand through his hair. "Wh. . . what do I do?" he asked more to himself then to Maxie.
Maxie sat down next to the quivering green-haired trainer. "Even if we had a rough history together, perhaps I can help you from here on out. . ."
Eh, sucky cliffhanger shut up. =P But hopefully this chapter will make up for the short one last time.
Flare: Is the weapon of this fic daggers or something? Dagger here, dagger there. . .
Well, I can't think of anything else! And if I use gun, it'll be like WSBB!
Flare: Whatever. . .
That was a long. . . italics. . . beginning. . . thing. But yeah, anyHOO. . .
Muddy: ::pouts::
::grins:: Hope ya enjoyed chappy 5! Romance should be appearing soon. . . I forgot this was part romance besides suspense lol.
LaTeR dAyZ!