Hooray! Next chapter coming up in a moment… been addicted to Black and White 2 ever since I got it last week…. last Thursday to be exact. Oh well… its fun being evil… oh.. and do some people think im crazy…? (mr. Jedi dude…teen titans rule…) neways, heres the next part of the chapter, hope ya like!
CHAPTER 4
It wasn't a dream after all. As soon as Santia woke up, she saw the old book that the strange man had given her the night before. She shook her head, then placed the book in her backpack. After getting dressed (and dragging Brick out of his slumber), she headed out for some breakfast.
There aren't many places to eat in Oldale, but she managed to find a small restaurant that would serve her and her pokemon. She seated herself in a booth by the windows and sent out Bandit and Blaze. As she tried to situate them in a manner where none of the trio would be most annoyed (Brick, once again, had to stay outside), she heard a commotion outside. She looked out the window and saw 3 men outside, one of them being the man that visited her last night. The other two men were playing tug-of-war with the strange man, the one on the left wearing a blue vest and bandanna, the one on his right was dressed in an unusual red suit with horns on the hood.
"He's mine, ya water-loving creep!" the man in red said. "Yours! We saw him first, land-lover!" the man in blue yelled back. Santia watched them fight over the man, who, surprisingly, didn't seem worried at all. The man rolled his eyes. "Come now, must things turn ugly?" he asked the men. They responded by pulling harder. "Alright… don't say I didn't warn you…" the man's voice trailed off as he squatted down a bit. Then he suddenly brought both arms together, trailing both men. Santia covered her eyes as the two men crashed into each other with a loud thud.
By the time Santia opened her eyes again, the strange man had disappeared once again. She cocked an eyebrow, then returned her view to the menu. "Honestly, are you that dense?" a familiar voice asked. She dropped the menu and there, sitting across from her, was the strange man. "Oh, of course, introductions. But I already know your name, of course. So… my name is Kuvai." He smiled, and held out his hand. Santia looked at it for a moment before cautiously shaking it. She was surprised; this time it was rather warm. "I take it you saw the commotion outside, and based on your reactions, you were… expecting me?" Kuvai asked shrewdly.
Santia didn't respond. Kuvai sighed half-heartedly. "I must be either scaring you or creeping you out… or both. I've got to work on my first appearances better…" he muttered to himself. "I also trust you have read at least a portion of the tome I gave you?" Santia shook her head slowly. Kuvai's head sank down. "You really need to start reading it…" Then he pulled from the seat behind him Santia's backpack, opened it up, and took out the book. Santia's eyes widened." You're worse than Bandit!" she exclaimed, to which the zigzagoon on her lap growled. Kuvai smirked, opened up the book, then hesitated.
"Oh dear, seems we forgot to get you the translated version… oh well. I trust you can read it anyways," he said, then handed the book over to Santia. She squinted at the strange symbols that covered the pages. She shook her head and said, "I can't read any of this… How do you expect me to get through this thing?" When there was no answer, she looked up from the book, only to discover that Kuvai had vanished… again. She slammed the book down on the table in frustration, only to get a few stares from the other customers. Her mind slowly drifted away from the strange book and the even stranger Kuvai as the waitress finally appeared with their food.
After stuffing herself with pancakes and bacon (and paying, of course), Santia returned her pokemon to their balls and opened the book up. "So… Kuvai said I could read this… but it looks like he…" her voice trailed off as she noticed some of the symbols change shape. She blinked, and they returned to their original state. Santia continued to study the book once more, failing to notice a shady group of people at the booth behind her.
"Hey, doesn't that chick match Boss' description?" one of them whispered. The other two looked behind them at Santia, who didn't notice them. "Yup, that's her… I wonder if this 'Creator Pokemon' legend is actually true, and this girl is some sort of link to it…" The first man smiled. "Only one way to find out…"
Santia suddenly dropped the book and clutched her head. She had been having severe headaches ever since she was born, and it seemed nothing could cure them. They were also seemingly triggered when something bad was going to happen to the planet, which made her the local "psychic." She staggered into the bathroom and flushed her face with cold water. She stood over the sink and clutched the sides, panting. Then her head felt like someone had taken a power drill to it. She collapsed on the floor of the bathroom and curled up, holding her head in her hands.
She saw many images, most of them were blurry and vague. The ones that weren't were very clear, almost like she was there herself. She saw forests being cut down, oil rigs drilling deep into the earth's surface for oil. She saw factories billowing out smoke, and the acid rain that followed. She wanted to scream, but her mouth had no voice. Then a white light appeared, and everything vanished.
When Santia came to, she found Illauna standing over her, holding a wet rag to her forehead. "It seems they caught up to you. And don't worry about understanding all this right now, it will all come back soon enough." Illauna said. "And by the way… there's a group of guys out to get you. Watch yourself. We can't protect you all of the time." Illauna smiled, then walked out the door. Santia staggered to her feet, still holding her head. Her foot hit something, and she looked down to see what it was. A plain manilla envelope with the words "translations" on it. She opened it up and pulled out several papers, which were covered in sketches and scribbled handwriting. She also noticed that on one page, all the symbols had been translated for her. She shrugged and headed out the door.
Taadaa, it is done. Behold the lovely short cliffhanging chapters… hm.. 2 in one day… I really must HAVE been bored… oh well, it cant be helped. So, until next time…
SEEYAS!