Better and Tougher, the Real Adventures
Chapter 8: The Death of a Shells Man.
Carl and his traveling companions have just made it through the trials and tribulations of Mt. Moon, and are now on their way to their next town, Cerulean City. "That cave was long!" complained our main man as he stretched out.
"It sure was," replied Yetis, with a smirk on his face. "But at least Cerulean City is a nice place to rest. It's gym is owned by a water trainer, and the town isn't too far away from a beach." He said with hope of bringing some happiness to the group.
"That's a relief, I cant stand any more of Carl's complaining," slyly replied Kim, who was beginning to wonder why she had ever gone with him. Luckily, she only mumbled it, so the others didn't hear her.
***
In town, the group was able to find the Pokemon Center to heal their pokemon, but Carl's spirit didn't seem to be too high. He was hungry, and still a bit exhausted, and didn't feel like battling any gym leader yet.
***
"A day at the beach is always good for the soul!" stated Yetis, noting that there really wasn't too big a crowd out there today either. This could mean good news. "Plus it's not too hot out today. Fortunately the weather said it would be this way for a while." He said, as he and the others ran to the shoreline to relax, and cool down.
"Let's not hog all the relaxation." Stated Carl as he grabbed a few pokeballs from his belt. "Time for a little R and R, as they say. You guy deserve it!" he said as out popped Carl's 4 pokemon. Sudowoodo, Charmander, Ekans, and Furret.
"Well, I must say, you certainly are a worthy trainer." Smiled Yetis, as he pulled out his 3 pokeballs, releasing Golbat, Primeape, and Swinub. "You like to think of the pokemon first. That shows that you have your priorities straight."
"Thanks!" Carl merely replied.
Kim decided she would also let her pokemon enjoy some freedom, to which Natu, Tentacool, Sandshrew, and Chikorita were all unleashed.
***
It didn't take long for everyone to form little clicks amongst each other, for the pokemon seemed to begin to have fun almost immediately. Tentacool was especially enjoying the water, as Natu flapped with all its might using its tiny bird wings to climb to perch on Sudowoodo, despite the fact that the living tree impersonator swatted the green bird in response to any attempt. 'Sudo!' it shouted in anger, to which a few giggles were heard from some of the other pokemon.
Despite all the enjoyment, there was one pokemon who seemed to see something sad. It was Swinub, who had tried to find some of the tidal mud for a nice Jacuzzi of the dirt filled water, except with cold water instead of hot. However, a crying sound had caught this little piggy off guard.
***
The little ice pokemon ran back to the others as fast as its body would let it go! "What is it Swinub?" asked its trainer. To which it squealed in distress, and motioned for the others to follow as best they could. The others decided to waste no time seeing what was up. They were sure to be in for a surprise.
***
"WAH!!!" shrieked Kim at the sight that lay before the group of friends here today. It was a pile of dead Bivalves, and that wasn't the worst part. It was their condition, and state of being.
Their shells were distorted and cracked, then opened up forcefully, some shells severed at the muscular foot. The Bivalves within the shells were also not in the best of shape. Thankfully they didn't bleed, but looked ass though they were tortured and tormented to death. The worst part is that they were merely left in a pile to rot. It obviously was the work of a person; this was highly unnatural "I'm never eating clams again!" stated Carl as he lurched, and held his stomach out of nausea. Swinub however was pointing the group at something else that was wrong. Over behind a rock near the tormented mollusks, came the sound of tears.
"Look at this." stated Yetis, as he looked to see what was a tiny bivalve with a huge tongue staying behind a rock, looking as if it were hiding. More importantly, it was crying its eyes out.
"I bet that poor Shellder was related to them. I feel so sorry for it." Stated Kim, as you could tell she felt very sorry for the creature. Before any of the others could respond, a louder voice came up. It was very husky, and sounded kind of cruel.
"Alright then, lets clear away those lousy bivalves." It stated. The scared, sole surviving Shellder however became deathly frightened by the person's voice. It clamped its shell shut and began to quiver in extreme fear.
"Guys, lets hide!" stated Carl, thinking that this might be the perpetrator returning to the scene of the crime. It was fortunate that there were rocks out by the beach, making it easy to hide.
At that, it was decided that the 3 humans and the Shellder would listen to what the criminal would do. "Why did you guys just leave them lying around here! If we lose those shells, we can't make those necklaces!" shouted the man as he came into sight. 2 other men promptly followed him. It seemed he was a big, and cruel man, followed by 2 workers. "Not to mention," he smirked, "We can't set up those oil rigs until each and every shellder is gone from the nearby water!" The man even spoke with an unhealthy disrespect of care for existence.
Carl merely let his mouth drop as he heard that. It was disgusting, and sick. He whispered quietly to the others, "What should we do? We have to stop them!" He wasn't going to let any more pokemon get hurt or worse, killed. Although, death would seem a better escape from torture, since nobody likes pain.
Yetis wretched, and looked down at the little Shellder who had survived the destructive men, "How would you like to avenge your family?" he asked the water pokemon.
Shellder looked up at Yetis with determination in his eyes, and nodded, 'Shell!' it shouted as it hopped out from the hiding place right in front of the men. This got one of the 2 followers of the poke-killer to speak up, "Hey, look, we missed one!" he stated.
Shellder however, scowled, and stuck its tongue out at the men, and made a spiteful tongue sound. This only enraged the men; after all, they've killed many Shellder already, and were in no way intimidated. A gun was grabbed from the pocket of the lead villain, as he smirked, ready to pull the trigger.
His finger never would get to reach it though. It was at that point that a purple snake popped out of the ground and whacked the gun right out of his hand. Carl revealed his head from behind the rock. "Good work Ekans! Paralyze him with your poison, now!" he ordered, as his snake was about to inject the man with venoms.
Shellder however, had surprised everyone there as it leaped from the ground and plummeted itself at the shellfish killer with all its might. It was mighty too, as it managed to send the burly murderer flying. "Why you, I'll kill you, and then get your activist friends too." He said as he grabbed a knife. Shellder however, was ready for this.
The little pokemon closed its shell, and as it did, it trembled slightly, and shed a tear. Then it knew nothing more than a stab in its soft muscled head as it heard its shell cracked open.
"No!" yelled Kim, as she was about to run up to the man who had slain the shellder, but it seems that this man was now weakening, and clutching his heart in pain. He began to fall over, fast and collapsed. It was Carl's Pokedex that had the answer.
'Destiny Bond causes a pokemon who falls in battle to take his opponent down with him. It is used by some wild pokemon as a self defense tactic, when their lives are threatened.' It responded, to which Carl had understood what happened.
Yetis spoke up, "Poor little fellow, he just couldn't bear to live with the pain of losing his family. He at least didn't foolishly sacrifice himself." He sighed.
The fallen Bivalve killer's henchmen had stared in shock at what had just occurred. "Lets get out of here!" shouted one as they tried to run away.
"Oh no you don't!" yelled Yetis, as he threw a pokeball. "Swinub, ice beam!" he commanded, as the men were engulfed in frozen crystal.
"We should inform the authorities!" suggested Kim, to which the others merely nodded. Ice doesn't survive very long in non-freezing weather after all.
***
It only took about 15 minutes for the police to arrive on the scene. It seems that justice was served that day. It was a female policewoman with blue hair that refered to the 3 people who had witnessed the crime. "I thank you on behalf of all pokemon everywhere. That man has been a wanted criminal for a long time!" she remarked, "I think we need to find you a suitable reward for such a bounty." She smiled.
"Its quite alright." suggested Carl, but his plea was in vain.
"I suppose you want to fight the gym leader at some point." Suggested the law officer, as she grabbed what looked like a pokeball from her pocket. This pokeball was strange though, for it had eyes, and they looked angry. It spoke too, 'Voltorb!' it said as it was held. "You can borrow this to use against the gym leader. He uses water types for the most part."
"Him?" asked Yetis, "I thought that it was run by these group of sisters."
"It was until recently." Replied the policewoman, "But now it is run by a young man. This Voltorb should do just the trick, being electric type. However, I will need it back after you win with it."
'Voltorb,' said the Pokedex, 'this ball pokemon is rather mysterious, and known to be volatile and easy to frighten. However, of all pokemon known, Voltorb is surprisingly one of the fastest pokemon currently known in existence.' It stated. Carl liked the sound of that. Yet his mind felt a bit unnerved, and it felt so wrong to see all those dead pokemon. 'I guess that there's little left for me to do now, besides fighting the gym leader. I just can't help but feel like I have much more to learn.' Thought Carl as he and his friends took a free ride back to town by police car.
Thus, Carl learns about the value of life, and that you always get what you deserve. Carl however, feels as though he doesn't deserve the Voltorb he's received today. At least he doesn't get to keep it, as strange as it sounds. It almost sounds like the upcoming gym battle will be a breeze, or rather a sea breeze, but you should know better than to think that. What will happen at the gym? Who is the new gym leader? Don't forget to review the story if you want the answer. Complaints, Flames, comments, ideas, suggestions, etc. Just let me know.
Chapter 8: The Death of a Shells Man.
Carl and his traveling companions have just made it through the trials and tribulations of Mt. Moon, and are now on their way to their next town, Cerulean City. "That cave was long!" complained our main man as he stretched out.
"It sure was," replied Yetis, with a smirk on his face. "But at least Cerulean City is a nice place to rest. It's gym is owned by a water trainer, and the town isn't too far away from a beach." He said with hope of bringing some happiness to the group.
"That's a relief, I cant stand any more of Carl's complaining," slyly replied Kim, who was beginning to wonder why she had ever gone with him. Luckily, she only mumbled it, so the others didn't hear her.
***
In town, the group was able to find the Pokemon Center to heal their pokemon, but Carl's spirit didn't seem to be too high. He was hungry, and still a bit exhausted, and didn't feel like battling any gym leader yet.
***
"A day at the beach is always good for the soul!" stated Yetis, noting that there really wasn't too big a crowd out there today either. This could mean good news. "Plus it's not too hot out today. Fortunately the weather said it would be this way for a while." He said, as he and the others ran to the shoreline to relax, and cool down.
"Let's not hog all the relaxation." Stated Carl as he grabbed a few pokeballs from his belt. "Time for a little R and R, as they say. You guy deserve it!" he said as out popped Carl's 4 pokemon. Sudowoodo, Charmander, Ekans, and Furret.
"Well, I must say, you certainly are a worthy trainer." Smiled Yetis, as he pulled out his 3 pokeballs, releasing Golbat, Primeape, and Swinub. "You like to think of the pokemon first. That shows that you have your priorities straight."
"Thanks!" Carl merely replied.
Kim decided she would also let her pokemon enjoy some freedom, to which Natu, Tentacool, Sandshrew, and Chikorita were all unleashed.
***
It didn't take long for everyone to form little clicks amongst each other, for the pokemon seemed to begin to have fun almost immediately. Tentacool was especially enjoying the water, as Natu flapped with all its might using its tiny bird wings to climb to perch on Sudowoodo, despite the fact that the living tree impersonator swatted the green bird in response to any attempt. 'Sudo!' it shouted in anger, to which a few giggles were heard from some of the other pokemon.
Despite all the enjoyment, there was one pokemon who seemed to see something sad. It was Swinub, who had tried to find some of the tidal mud for a nice Jacuzzi of the dirt filled water, except with cold water instead of hot. However, a crying sound had caught this little piggy off guard.
***
The little ice pokemon ran back to the others as fast as its body would let it go! "What is it Swinub?" asked its trainer. To which it squealed in distress, and motioned for the others to follow as best they could. The others decided to waste no time seeing what was up. They were sure to be in for a surprise.
***
"WAH!!!" shrieked Kim at the sight that lay before the group of friends here today. It was a pile of dead Bivalves, and that wasn't the worst part. It was their condition, and state of being.
Their shells were distorted and cracked, then opened up forcefully, some shells severed at the muscular foot. The Bivalves within the shells were also not in the best of shape. Thankfully they didn't bleed, but looked ass though they were tortured and tormented to death. The worst part is that they were merely left in a pile to rot. It obviously was the work of a person; this was highly unnatural "I'm never eating clams again!" stated Carl as he lurched, and held his stomach out of nausea. Swinub however was pointing the group at something else that was wrong. Over behind a rock near the tormented mollusks, came the sound of tears.
"Look at this." stated Yetis, as he looked to see what was a tiny bivalve with a huge tongue staying behind a rock, looking as if it were hiding. More importantly, it was crying its eyes out.
"I bet that poor Shellder was related to them. I feel so sorry for it." Stated Kim, as you could tell she felt very sorry for the creature. Before any of the others could respond, a louder voice came up. It was very husky, and sounded kind of cruel.
"Alright then, lets clear away those lousy bivalves." It stated. The scared, sole surviving Shellder however became deathly frightened by the person's voice. It clamped its shell shut and began to quiver in extreme fear.
"Guys, lets hide!" stated Carl, thinking that this might be the perpetrator returning to the scene of the crime. It was fortunate that there were rocks out by the beach, making it easy to hide.
At that, it was decided that the 3 humans and the Shellder would listen to what the criminal would do. "Why did you guys just leave them lying around here! If we lose those shells, we can't make those necklaces!" shouted the man as he came into sight. 2 other men promptly followed him. It seemed he was a big, and cruel man, followed by 2 workers. "Not to mention," he smirked, "We can't set up those oil rigs until each and every shellder is gone from the nearby water!" The man even spoke with an unhealthy disrespect of care for existence.
Carl merely let his mouth drop as he heard that. It was disgusting, and sick. He whispered quietly to the others, "What should we do? We have to stop them!" He wasn't going to let any more pokemon get hurt or worse, killed. Although, death would seem a better escape from torture, since nobody likes pain.
Yetis wretched, and looked down at the little Shellder who had survived the destructive men, "How would you like to avenge your family?" he asked the water pokemon.
Shellder looked up at Yetis with determination in his eyes, and nodded, 'Shell!' it shouted as it hopped out from the hiding place right in front of the men. This got one of the 2 followers of the poke-killer to speak up, "Hey, look, we missed one!" he stated.
Shellder however, scowled, and stuck its tongue out at the men, and made a spiteful tongue sound. This only enraged the men; after all, they've killed many Shellder already, and were in no way intimidated. A gun was grabbed from the pocket of the lead villain, as he smirked, ready to pull the trigger.
His finger never would get to reach it though. It was at that point that a purple snake popped out of the ground and whacked the gun right out of his hand. Carl revealed his head from behind the rock. "Good work Ekans! Paralyze him with your poison, now!" he ordered, as his snake was about to inject the man with venoms.
Shellder however, had surprised everyone there as it leaped from the ground and plummeted itself at the shellfish killer with all its might. It was mighty too, as it managed to send the burly murderer flying. "Why you, I'll kill you, and then get your activist friends too." He said as he grabbed a knife. Shellder however, was ready for this.
The little pokemon closed its shell, and as it did, it trembled slightly, and shed a tear. Then it knew nothing more than a stab in its soft muscled head as it heard its shell cracked open.
"No!" yelled Kim, as she was about to run up to the man who had slain the shellder, but it seems that this man was now weakening, and clutching his heart in pain. He began to fall over, fast and collapsed. It was Carl's Pokedex that had the answer.
'Destiny Bond causes a pokemon who falls in battle to take his opponent down with him. It is used by some wild pokemon as a self defense tactic, when their lives are threatened.' It responded, to which Carl had understood what happened.
Yetis spoke up, "Poor little fellow, he just couldn't bear to live with the pain of losing his family. He at least didn't foolishly sacrifice himself." He sighed.
The fallen Bivalve killer's henchmen had stared in shock at what had just occurred. "Lets get out of here!" shouted one as they tried to run away.
"Oh no you don't!" yelled Yetis, as he threw a pokeball. "Swinub, ice beam!" he commanded, as the men were engulfed in frozen crystal.
"We should inform the authorities!" suggested Kim, to which the others merely nodded. Ice doesn't survive very long in non-freezing weather after all.
***
It only took about 15 minutes for the police to arrive on the scene. It seems that justice was served that day. It was a female policewoman with blue hair that refered to the 3 people who had witnessed the crime. "I thank you on behalf of all pokemon everywhere. That man has been a wanted criminal for a long time!" she remarked, "I think we need to find you a suitable reward for such a bounty." She smiled.
"Its quite alright." suggested Carl, but his plea was in vain.
"I suppose you want to fight the gym leader at some point." Suggested the law officer, as she grabbed what looked like a pokeball from her pocket. This pokeball was strange though, for it had eyes, and they looked angry. It spoke too, 'Voltorb!' it said as it was held. "You can borrow this to use against the gym leader. He uses water types for the most part."
"Him?" asked Yetis, "I thought that it was run by these group of sisters."
"It was until recently." Replied the policewoman, "But now it is run by a young man. This Voltorb should do just the trick, being electric type. However, I will need it back after you win with it."
'Voltorb,' said the Pokedex, 'this ball pokemon is rather mysterious, and known to be volatile and easy to frighten. However, of all pokemon known, Voltorb is surprisingly one of the fastest pokemon currently known in existence.' It stated. Carl liked the sound of that. Yet his mind felt a bit unnerved, and it felt so wrong to see all those dead pokemon. 'I guess that there's little left for me to do now, besides fighting the gym leader. I just can't help but feel like I have much more to learn.' Thought Carl as he and his friends took a free ride back to town by police car.
Thus, Carl learns about the value of life, and that you always get what you deserve. Carl however, feels as though he doesn't deserve the Voltorb he's received today. At least he doesn't get to keep it, as strange as it sounds. It almost sounds like the upcoming gym battle will be a breeze, or rather a sea breeze, but you should know better than to think that. What will happen at the gym? Who is the new gym leader? Don't forget to review the story if you want the answer. Complaints, Flames, comments, ideas, suggestions, etc. Just let me know.