Wight: I do not own Pokemon. If I did, would I be writing this? No. Didn't think so. Anyway... I do own Rillian Riser, Tara Sedgewick, and Zech and Selena Lawley, as well as the personailites the pokemon exhibit. If that is a problem, I'll take it back.The pokemon themselves, however, belong to someone else. Lucky bastard. Anyway... Oh, yeah. One other thing. This takes place in a place where drinking is legal at age eighteen and my charecters are nineteen, nineteen, twenty one and twenty repectivley. Under age drinking is a bad thing.Also... Please review. Please?
Chapter Four:
Friends New and Old
The moonlight shines off of the water in Slateport Harbor. A young man and his female companion step onto the dock. The man is tall, wearing a long brown trench coat with a black stripe on the shoulders over a black tee and blue jeans, thin glasses resting on top of his head. The woman wore a purple tube top and black jeans, with a fishnet shirt over her top. The man looked at his companion. "He's here somewhere. Let's find him."
In the Slateport hospital, Rill twitched and sat up, rubbing his eyes with his good hand. However, when he opened his eyes… He came face to face with a small, lobster-like Corphish. "What the..!" His shout startled the creature, and it reacted the way it always reacted to threats. It used a particularly strong Crabhammer on Rill, but as it was sitting on his legs at the time… "HOLY GODDAMN MUTTHERFUGGIN….!" Tara, who had been out in the hall playing catch with Stormfin, ran in chased by the small blue creature. Once inside the hospital room, the two were greeted by Rill protecting himself with his good arm from the angry Corphish, and Witchfire barking in what seemed to be furious laughter. "Get this crazy lobster offa me!" Tara chuckled. "Okay, ya wuss. Tyr, Come here, baby." Hearing her, the little lobster scuttled off the bed and up onto her shoulder, where it continued to scold Rill. "Phish! Cor cor phish!" "Fine, you win, you win. Next time I wake up from a blood loss induced coma, I'll try not to startle you." Rill winced, and looked down at his arm. "So, ah… How long was I out?" The girl stroked Tyr's shell as she responded. "Well, not too long. Most of the day… and yesterday." Rill rubbed his temple with his good arm, then reached out and pet Stormfin, who had just climbed up onto the bed. "I see. Well, I don't suppose I could get the name of the woman I got myself messed up helping?" The girl looked at him. "Oh, that's right. We never did get to introduce ourselves. I'm Tara Sedgwick. It's nice to meet you, Rillian." Rill blinked, and stopped scratching Stormfin and began to rub Witchfire's head as Stormfin settled down and yawned cutely. "Hm. The pleasure is all mine. So, has anyone been watching my other Pokemon while I've been under?" Tara pointed to the chair in the room with them, which contained his Pokebelt and his normal clothes. "I've been watching Witchfire and Stormfin, and fed your others a while ago." Rill nodded, then took a second look at Tara. She looked nice in her blue tee, though her black jeans and jacket gave her a slightly tough look. "Thank you." Any farther conversation, however, was deterred by the sudden appearance of a rather large Charizard hovering outside of the window. The creature bellowed loudly, causing the room's occupants to cringe, and then dove for the ground. "What was that about?" Tara wondered. Rill groaned. "Oh, crap. He found me. He's not supposed to find me, not like this, anyway. I'm screwed."
Outside the building, the young man and woman watched as the Charizard dove towards them, then landed spectacularly with one of those really cool wind shock waves. "So, He's here, then Ares?" The Charizard bellowed again in the affirmative. The young man grinned. "Good boy. Let's go visit." With that, the young man returned his pokemon and entered the hospital with his companion.
Up in his room, Rill watched the door as Tara stared at him strangely. "All right, what was that about?" Rill groaned playfully. "Give 'im a minute and you'll see." As if on cue, the young man and his companion entered into the room. The man smiled. "Rill! The nurse told me you're in for blood loss? Wimp." Rill shook his head. "Tara, meet my cousin Zech Lawley and his lovely wife, Selena." At this, the other woman smiled. "Hey, Rill. How are you? And is that Stormfin and… Oh, is that Witchfire! Congrats! Oh, where are Blitz and Hacker?" Rill pointed to his belt on the chair. "Over there. I'm fine, and thanks. How're you two?" Zech answered this time. "We're fine. But enough about us. What I want to know is how a beauty like you, Tara, is doing with my cousin over there." Rill frowned playfully. "Hey, at least I didn't meet her when she had to pull me out of well I'd gotten stuck ass-outwards in." "Hey, we both agreed not to talk about that!" Tara chuckled at this, causing Selena to notice. "There we go. Never mind them. They're always like this. It's worse when their drunk, though. I'm Selena. It's a pleasure to meet you." Tara nodded and shook Selena's proffered hand. "Tara. The pleasure's all mine." Rill grinned. "Now that we're all introduced and friends, let's see about getting me out of here and this show on the road."
