Better and Tougher, the Real Adventures
Odyssey of an Enemy
Chapter 3: Leave it to Nidor!
"Hey punk!" shouted Mark ass he ran out of the bushes, "Let the girl be, ass-monger!"
The dice cuffed man stayed calm, "Beat it kid, I'm a bit busy! I'll play 'Kill the Moron' with you later."
Mark smirked, "We'll play now, and you can be the moron." he then lunged, socking tthe maniacal man in the jaw, not enough force to break it or anything, but it was still enough to cause some temporary jaw throbbing pain, and maybe a cracked tooth.
"Well, you're gonna regret that!" said the man, "But I've pride in my health." he smiles, "Do anything, and the girl gets a nice dose of serpent venom." he stated, his face looked serious enough to do it.
"Eh?" he glanced at the snake. "That's a nice looking pokemon there." he walked closer, "It'd be a shame if its neck were to snap!" he said, grasping the purple serpent beneath its fan.
The bad man only had this to say, "You moron, Arbok has deadly venoms seeping through its neck, pull the wrong cord and you're paralyzed for life."
The helpless brown-haired girl could only stare helplessly, squeezed by the might of the purple fiends constricting power. As much as she wanted to speak again, she was helpless to do anything but hope, and wait for the end to draw ever closer.
"Poison Tail." the man told his poisonous serpent, who complied with a quick whip of its tail towards Mark. As it did, it illuminated in a dreary shade of violet-blue, oozing with an unhealthy look of poisons.
As Mark felt the lashing upon his leg, he began to feel slightly weaker. "Y-you bas..." he struggled, "Bastard! Fu-fu..." alas, thanks to venoms, he never got to swear. My ratings are saved from going up to PG-13, and I can resume with my large crowd of viewers of all ages! Hooray!
'I'm a dead man!' Mark said to himself, 'I may have not ruined Carl's life, but he I'll see him in hell, and I'll laugh in his face! Hahaha! I just hope Nidoran's ok.' And wouldn't you know it? Scene Change!
***
'Nido nido nido!' chanted a frantic purple bunny. Mark's purple bunny to be exact, and boy was it frantically running up and down the city, eager to save its trainer. Cutting corners, cutting lines, cutting cheese (it ate a prank laxative, thinking it was chocolate, you know the drill, right?), even cutting itself for sick... wait, that's not the line! But all in all, its hope was running dry! It had to find it soon, or else. After nearly 2 more minutes, it found its mark., and not its trainer, but the Pokemon Center.
'Nido?' it asked, as he stood at the door, scratching at it to gather attention. That didn't seem to work, so basically, he did what any frantic pokemon would do, he'd ram through the low pane of glass on the door without considering collateral damage, or possible property fines.
That seemed to gather attention from the somewhat empty pokemon center. "Hey!" sounded a feminine pink haired nurse. "Glass doesn't come cheap!" she said, "And wild pokemon aren't allowed...huh?" she noticed it had something in its mouth. Lo and behold, it was a pokedex. "You have a trainer, don't you?" she asked, receiving a purple bunny nod. "Seems like something important is happening."
The beast merely stood there, breathing heavily, exhausted, and now with a few cuts and bruises over its body. Yet it still had its main mission on the brain, despite the cuts outside of it. 'Nido.' it said.
And then, a voice of youth, purity, and silliness filled the room. "Oh? An abandoned Nidoran?" it was the child prodigy, Ophy! "It's looks so mistreated!" she says, walking towards it.
'Nido!' it shouts, pushing a button on the pokedex. 'I am Pokedex of Mark Vasigil.' the machine replied to the button based trigger. 'Nido!' it screamed, running all up in Ophelia's face.
"Huh?" she asked, "Did Mark mistreat you?" she sounded upset.
Nidoran merely slapped its face with its paw, and jumped up, and the belt of pokeballs around the young girl's waist, one was pushed, and a pokemon popped out. 'Free-e-hee!' said a purple pokemon with big red eyes, and moth-like wings. 'Nido nido nido!' explained the purple bunny to the blue insect. 'Free!' nodded the bug, motioning for its trainer to follow it.
"This sounds bad." said the young prodigy.
"How can you tell?" said the nurse, "Do you think someone's hurt? Maybe I should help."
'Nido nidoran!' it shouted impatiently, for time was of the essence.
***
"Well then," said the evil man, "You're lying there on the floor, battered and bruised, and hit with a minor dose of poison." he shook his head, "Since I'll likely need to just kill you, I'll tell you now, my name is Jericho, and I'm a Team Rocket elite, sent to capture the girl here before you." he paused, "She is to be captured, but the reasons are really useless now, because I'll kill you anyway." he smiled, "But maybe I can have a reward from the girl before I hand her in." he smiled, reaching out to her in a most evil way.
This was the end, Mark was going to die from poisons, and our story would instantly shift back to our main man, how sad fate can be, but what's that sound in the distance. "Butterfree, Psy-beam!" came a youthful voice, one that Mark did recognize well. And what followed then was a ray of refractive, reflective light, rainbows glistening from the sun's rays, jolting quickly towards the man called Jericho. This of course knocked him aback a bit, and did him in for some real trouble.
"What?" wondered the villainous Rocket. "Bah! I hate when private parties are interupted." he sighed, "But It's a simple thing to handle, he said, pulling out a pokeball. "Kecleon!" he said with a toss of a pokeball, "Fireblast that blasted bug to a crisp!" he hissed angrily. And at that, a blazing stream of heat was emitted from a reptilian mouth. Kecleon, was small and green. It's tail was curled in a spiral, and it looked as though it were ready for a stealth mission.
"Dodge downwards and counter with gust!" shouted Ophelia. The bug swerved downwards, looping about the blazing attack carefully, flapping its wings rapidly as it went, knocking some wind at the lizardous attacker.
And Lo and behold, the pink haired nurse whom we all know by now, oh Joy, er, I mean, she had arrived on the scene. "Oh my! This is horrible." she noticed Mark lying on the grass, breath heavy from a poison overdose. "Chansey!" she commanded to the egg holding pokemon with her, "Heal Bell!"
'Chansey!' it said, as a magical chime sounded as it wiggled slightly, causing Mark to slowly regain conciousness.
The nurse decided to help the big man to his feet. "You ok?" she asked in concern.
"I'm feeling good now." he stated with a smirk, "And I'm also feeling ready to rip out this bastard's throat! AHH!" He yelped mightily as he lunged at Jericho, his full inner berserker unleashed at last!
"Not so fast!" Jericho said to Mark. "I have the girl's pokemon." he said, showing them a bag with which thy were held, "I'll crush every last one of them if you even try to step closer." he calmly stated. In that bag, an amazing assortment of items were held, from odd contraptions, to what appeared to be many a TM, and other spoils of war.
Alas, all seemed lost once more. 'Man!' Mark contemplated, 'I won't get any whoopie if I let her pokemon die!' he worried, 'What am I gonna do?' he frantically thought.
'Nido!' came a scream of rage, as the purple bunny of loyalty pushed its limits, and rammed at Jericho at great speed, knocking a few spoils of war from their containers. As it hit, both ear and horn seemed to lodge into the man somewhat, though just enough to do their job of poisoning. As it hit, the purple beast began to glow, and started growing before everyone's eyes. It was bigger, its horn more piercing, its ears bigger, its mass more balanced! Amongst the items, it seems the container that held the girl's pokemon, as well as one of those TM things fell to the ground.
"I hate you all!" said the evil bastard, holding his side in pain as it began to swell, "You will all regret the name of Jericho, and more so of Team Rocket!" he sighed, recalling both Arbok and Kecleon, "Banette, Flash!" he commanded, to which everyone was temporarily blinded. By the time they could see, he was already gone.
***
"Eh?" went Mark as he opened his eyes as the blindness wore off. Standing there was a big rhino, purple with bunny sized ears and a big horn, looking at Mark with utmost concern. "Nidoran?" he asked, glancing at the pokedex it brought back to him, activating it for usage. 'Nidorino.' it said, 'The Poison Pin Pokemon. It is said to have a rhino's strength in its horn, but the true power is in it's venomous sting. All being Males, they have bigger ears and a truer horn.' he looked at the beast, "I'm so sorry for all that I put you through." he said, feeling glad to be saved from certain death.
"That meanie!" shouted Ophy, "He made Butterfree cry!" she hmphed. "Hey, what's that?" she glanced at the ground, seeing an odd contraption, on it was the picture of an animal's face sideways, with what appeared to be a drill for a nose. It was in all black and white wherever not black, like a street sign or creative description picture thingy .
Nurse Joy was able to see again too. "Huh?" she glanced, "That's a TM." she examined it, "It looks like its for the move horn drill." she said. "I think Nidorino can learn it, seeing it has the horn for the job."
"TM huh?" Mark wondered. "Well, whatever it is, Nidorino deserves it." he smiled, looking at the purple beast. "Here buddy!" he handed him the device, and it activated, providing its nose with a slight glow. "Now you know well how to use Horn Drill."
"Not quite." said Nurse Pink hair, "A TM only guides a pokemon, it doesn't give em total knowledge. It's up to practice to teach it the move."
Mark merely nodded, with a smile. "Easy enough." he said, patting the rhino/bunny's head, "But what about her?" he wondered.
"She looks badly hurt!" said the nurse. "Let's get her to a bed. Rest is the best option for now, I suppose. We can call 911 when we get her to the center."
"I'll carry her." said Mark. "Nidorino, rest up as well." he recalled the beast. "I think I'm going to need to rest up too. I feel the rasp taste of poison tail still in my breath. Bleh!" he spittook, as he grabbed the hurt girl, and the pokeballs that were said to be hers.
A/N: Well, lookie here! No new trainers? Well, don't expect em too soon (Though even I don't know when I'll use some of em.) Expect some to be in the returning adventures of our main man, and others to be used when deemed fit. Who's going to be where? Well, I... whoops, I forgot that my Growlithe ate that list, guess you'll never know until it happens! Haha! Review away! Just make sure to review. I got reviews at least from those who's characters I used last chapter during that chapter, but that's all. Anyways, that's all for now, until next time, Keep Writing, Keep Fighting! Peace! And Click Review!
Odyssey of an Enemy
Chapter 3: Leave it to Nidor!
"Hey punk!" shouted Mark ass he ran out of the bushes, "Let the girl be, ass-monger!"
The dice cuffed man stayed calm, "Beat it kid, I'm a bit busy! I'll play 'Kill the Moron' with you later."
Mark smirked, "We'll play now, and you can be the moron." he then lunged, socking tthe maniacal man in the jaw, not enough force to break it or anything, but it was still enough to cause some temporary jaw throbbing pain, and maybe a cracked tooth.
"Well, you're gonna regret that!" said the man, "But I've pride in my health." he smiles, "Do anything, and the girl gets a nice dose of serpent venom." he stated, his face looked serious enough to do it.
"Eh?" he glanced at the snake. "That's a nice looking pokemon there." he walked closer, "It'd be a shame if its neck were to snap!" he said, grasping the purple serpent beneath its fan.
The bad man only had this to say, "You moron, Arbok has deadly venoms seeping through its neck, pull the wrong cord and you're paralyzed for life."
The helpless brown-haired girl could only stare helplessly, squeezed by the might of the purple fiends constricting power. As much as she wanted to speak again, she was helpless to do anything but hope, and wait for the end to draw ever closer.
"Poison Tail." the man told his poisonous serpent, who complied with a quick whip of its tail towards Mark. As it did, it illuminated in a dreary shade of violet-blue, oozing with an unhealthy look of poisons.
As Mark felt the lashing upon his leg, he began to feel slightly weaker. "Y-you bas..." he struggled, "Bastard! Fu-fu..." alas, thanks to venoms, he never got to swear. My ratings are saved from going up to PG-13, and I can resume with my large crowd of viewers of all ages! Hooray!
'I'm a dead man!' Mark said to himself, 'I may have not ruined Carl's life, but he I'll see him in hell, and I'll laugh in his face! Hahaha! I just hope Nidoran's ok.' And wouldn't you know it? Scene Change!
***
'Nido nido nido!' chanted a frantic purple bunny. Mark's purple bunny to be exact, and boy was it frantically running up and down the city, eager to save its trainer. Cutting corners, cutting lines, cutting cheese (it ate a prank laxative, thinking it was chocolate, you know the drill, right?), even cutting itself for sick... wait, that's not the line! But all in all, its hope was running dry! It had to find it soon, or else. After nearly 2 more minutes, it found its mark., and not its trainer, but the Pokemon Center.
'Nido?' it asked, as he stood at the door, scratching at it to gather attention. That didn't seem to work, so basically, he did what any frantic pokemon would do, he'd ram through the low pane of glass on the door without considering collateral damage, or possible property fines.
That seemed to gather attention from the somewhat empty pokemon center. "Hey!" sounded a feminine pink haired nurse. "Glass doesn't come cheap!" she said, "And wild pokemon aren't allowed...huh?" she noticed it had something in its mouth. Lo and behold, it was a pokedex. "You have a trainer, don't you?" she asked, receiving a purple bunny nod. "Seems like something important is happening."
The beast merely stood there, breathing heavily, exhausted, and now with a few cuts and bruises over its body. Yet it still had its main mission on the brain, despite the cuts outside of it. 'Nido.' it said.
And then, a voice of youth, purity, and silliness filled the room. "Oh? An abandoned Nidoran?" it was the child prodigy, Ophy! "It's looks so mistreated!" she says, walking towards it.
'Nido!' it shouts, pushing a button on the pokedex. 'I am Pokedex of Mark Vasigil.' the machine replied to the button based trigger. 'Nido!' it screamed, running all up in Ophelia's face.
"Huh?" she asked, "Did Mark mistreat you?" she sounded upset.
Nidoran merely slapped its face with its paw, and jumped up, and the belt of pokeballs around the young girl's waist, one was pushed, and a pokemon popped out. 'Free-e-hee!' said a purple pokemon with big red eyes, and moth-like wings. 'Nido nido nido!' explained the purple bunny to the blue insect. 'Free!' nodded the bug, motioning for its trainer to follow it.
"This sounds bad." said the young prodigy.
"How can you tell?" said the nurse, "Do you think someone's hurt? Maybe I should help."
'Nido nidoran!' it shouted impatiently, for time was of the essence.
***
"Well then," said the evil man, "You're lying there on the floor, battered and bruised, and hit with a minor dose of poison." he shook his head, "Since I'll likely need to just kill you, I'll tell you now, my name is Jericho, and I'm a Team Rocket elite, sent to capture the girl here before you." he paused, "She is to be captured, but the reasons are really useless now, because I'll kill you anyway." he smiled, "But maybe I can have a reward from the girl before I hand her in." he smiled, reaching out to her in a most evil way.
This was the end, Mark was going to die from poisons, and our story would instantly shift back to our main man, how sad fate can be, but what's that sound in the distance. "Butterfree, Psy-beam!" came a youthful voice, one that Mark did recognize well. And what followed then was a ray of refractive, reflective light, rainbows glistening from the sun's rays, jolting quickly towards the man called Jericho. This of course knocked him aback a bit, and did him in for some real trouble.
"What?" wondered the villainous Rocket. "Bah! I hate when private parties are interupted." he sighed, "But It's a simple thing to handle, he said, pulling out a pokeball. "Kecleon!" he said with a toss of a pokeball, "Fireblast that blasted bug to a crisp!" he hissed angrily. And at that, a blazing stream of heat was emitted from a reptilian mouth. Kecleon, was small and green. It's tail was curled in a spiral, and it looked as though it were ready for a stealth mission.
"Dodge downwards and counter with gust!" shouted Ophelia. The bug swerved downwards, looping about the blazing attack carefully, flapping its wings rapidly as it went, knocking some wind at the lizardous attacker.
And Lo and behold, the pink haired nurse whom we all know by now, oh Joy, er, I mean, she had arrived on the scene. "Oh my! This is horrible." she noticed Mark lying on the grass, breath heavy from a poison overdose. "Chansey!" she commanded to the egg holding pokemon with her, "Heal Bell!"
'Chansey!' it said, as a magical chime sounded as it wiggled slightly, causing Mark to slowly regain conciousness.
The nurse decided to help the big man to his feet. "You ok?" she asked in concern.
"I'm feeling good now." he stated with a smirk, "And I'm also feeling ready to rip out this bastard's throat! AHH!" He yelped mightily as he lunged at Jericho, his full inner berserker unleashed at last!
"Not so fast!" Jericho said to Mark. "I have the girl's pokemon." he said, showing them a bag with which thy were held, "I'll crush every last one of them if you even try to step closer." he calmly stated. In that bag, an amazing assortment of items were held, from odd contraptions, to what appeared to be many a TM, and other spoils of war.
Alas, all seemed lost once more. 'Man!' Mark contemplated, 'I won't get any whoopie if I let her pokemon die!' he worried, 'What am I gonna do?' he frantically thought.
'Nido!' came a scream of rage, as the purple bunny of loyalty pushed its limits, and rammed at Jericho at great speed, knocking a few spoils of war from their containers. As it hit, both ear and horn seemed to lodge into the man somewhat, though just enough to do their job of poisoning. As it hit, the purple beast began to glow, and started growing before everyone's eyes. It was bigger, its horn more piercing, its ears bigger, its mass more balanced! Amongst the items, it seems the container that held the girl's pokemon, as well as one of those TM things fell to the ground.
"I hate you all!" said the evil bastard, holding his side in pain as it began to swell, "You will all regret the name of Jericho, and more so of Team Rocket!" he sighed, recalling both Arbok and Kecleon, "Banette, Flash!" he commanded, to which everyone was temporarily blinded. By the time they could see, he was already gone.
***
"Eh?" went Mark as he opened his eyes as the blindness wore off. Standing there was a big rhino, purple with bunny sized ears and a big horn, looking at Mark with utmost concern. "Nidoran?" he asked, glancing at the pokedex it brought back to him, activating it for usage. 'Nidorino.' it said, 'The Poison Pin Pokemon. It is said to have a rhino's strength in its horn, but the true power is in it's venomous sting. All being Males, they have bigger ears and a truer horn.' he looked at the beast, "I'm so sorry for all that I put you through." he said, feeling glad to be saved from certain death.
"That meanie!" shouted Ophy, "He made Butterfree cry!" she hmphed. "Hey, what's that?" she glanced at the ground, seeing an odd contraption, on it was the picture of an animal's face sideways, with what appeared to be a drill for a nose. It was in all black and white wherever not black, like a street sign or creative description picture thingy .
Nurse Joy was able to see again too. "Huh?" she glanced, "That's a TM." she examined it, "It looks like its for the move horn drill." she said. "I think Nidorino can learn it, seeing it has the horn for the job."
"TM huh?" Mark wondered. "Well, whatever it is, Nidorino deserves it." he smiled, looking at the purple beast. "Here buddy!" he handed him the device, and it activated, providing its nose with a slight glow. "Now you know well how to use Horn Drill."
"Not quite." said Nurse Pink hair, "A TM only guides a pokemon, it doesn't give em total knowledge. It's up to practice to teach it the move."
Mark merely nodded, with a smile. "Easy enough." he said, patting the rhino/bunny's head, "But what about her?" he wondered.
"She looks badly hurt!" said the nurse. "Let's get her to a bed. Rest is the best option for now, I suppose. We can call 911 when we get her to the center."
"I'll carry her." said Mark. "Nidorino, rest up as well." he recalled the beast. "I think I'm going to need to rest up too. I feel the rasp taste of poison tail still in my breath. Bleh!" he spittook, as he grabbed the hurt girl, and the pokeballs that were said to be hers.
A/N: Well, lookie here! No new trainers? Well, don't expect em too soon (Though even I don't know when I'll use some of em.) Expect some to be in the returning adventures of our main man, and others to be used when deemed fit. Who's going to be where? Well, I... whoops, I forgot that my Growlithe ate that list, guess you'll never know until it happens! Haha! Review away! Just make sure to review. I got reviews at least from those who's characters I used last chapter during that chapter, but that's all. Anyways, that's all for now, until next time, Keep Writing, Keep Fighting! Peace! And Click Review!