Disclaimer: Welcome to the wonderful world that is Pokémon. Of course everything related to Pokémon is owned and licensed by Nintendo, and I'm sure the author of this story will do his best to treat Nintendo and Pokémon with as much respect as possible. Now, the characters in this story are all original except for professor Oak, Ash, Gary, Misty, Brock, several Jenny's and Joy's and some other weirdo's that wander around in the game and/or series and of course, the Pokémon.
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Chapter 19 – Dragon rage
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Additional disclaimer: I usually don't make any money with this thing, but recently a large company to do some product placing for which I'm paid huge bucks approached me. If I say Tony drinks Coca Cola in this story, I'll make more than a year's salary! Woohoo!
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As I picked up the pokéball, I felt the earth tremble. I had heard there was some legendary bird living on these islands, but as far as I knew, it lived on one of the other islands, so what was… OH FUCK! With a deafening roar a dark blue Dragonite rose up from the cave, breathing fire or whatever the fuck it is those things breathe. I could barely jump out of the way.
"Okay," Tom shouted, "now what?"
"I'm only paid to get one," I shouted back, "so we leave this one here! We get back to the boat and get the hell away from here!"
"Are you sure you got one?" Allan asked.
"What?"
"I mean," Allan continued as we took shelter behind a rock, "what are the odds of two dark blue Dragonites to be living on the same island?"
I stared at him, blinked and then stared at my pokéball. It had indicated it had captured… something… I pushed the button.
"Fuck! A Krabby?"
"You captured the wrong pokémon?" Tom shouted, "you captured the wrong fucking pokémon? How could you?"
"I have no idea! I just threw it and this Krabby must have been closer to it than the Dragonite."
"Great! Just fucking great! Now what do we do?"
"We're here to catch that Dragonite, so we catch that Dragonite," Allan shrugged and brought out his Dragonair.
"You're right," I nodded, "but I can't catch it anymore. With that Krabby I reached my quota of six. Tom! You catch it!"
"Me?" Tom's eyes grew wide, "are you fucking kidding me? I've never done this before!"
"What better pokémon as your first catch than a legendary critter!"
"Well, technically Dragonite isn't a…"
"Shut up, Allan! Okay, but still, it's as rare as hell. I'll give you the pokéballs, you check them in with your pokédex and when I give you the signal, throw the ball. Allan, show him how to check in those pokéballs."
"Uhm, I don't want to interrupt anything," Frankie said, "but don't you think it's gone a little quiet?"
He was right, the roaring had stopped. Nothing could be heard. This wasn't good. I slowly raised my head and looked over the rock. The Dragonite stood tall between my pokémon, who were all lying on the ground.
"You bastard!" I yelled, "you hurt my friends!"
I jumped up and ran to Turtle, who was the closest. I checked my pockets, swore and turned to face the others.
"Allan! Throw me a potion, will ya? Turtle's hurt!"
I turned back to the Dragonite and glared at him. The large pokémon seemed to be thrown off by this and stared back.
"You bastard!" I yelled, "isn't my life miserable enough? I have to get to Kanto as soon as possible, so I got no time to waste here, and you go and thrash my friends? If that collector guy didn't want to see you again so desperately to be friends with you, I wouldn't even have bothered!"
I don't know if my words had any effect, but the Dragonite seemed to hesitate for a moment. Maybe I had a shot here, so I continued.
"All we did was come here and you attacked us for no reason!"
"Well, we did come here to capture it." Frankie said.
"Shut u-up," I hummed at Frankie and turned my attention back to the Dragonite.
"You started this, and we didn't even do anything!"
"Again, we wanted to cap…" Frankie started again, but was cut off by my glare.
"You attacked, and we retaliated! This is all your fault! You brought this on yourself! We had nothing to do with this!"
At that time, Magma got up and set of a fire attack. The Dragonite screamed in pain and fell to his knees.
"Tom! Now!" I yelled.
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I saw a pokéball fly by and land on top of the Dragonite. It disappeared in a flash of light. The light on the pokéball flashed once, twice, thrice red and remained shut.
"You checked in that pokéball?" I managed to shout as I panted.
"Think so!" came the reply.
"Well, check your pokédex," I said as I sank to my knees, "Allan? Where the fuck are those potions?"
"Hey, I got one pokémon!" I heard Tom say as Allan rushed by with the potions for my wounded pokémon. I took one from him and went to attend Magma.
"Way to go, boy," I petted him, "nice work on your first assignment."
I looked around at the others.
"Everyone!" I shouted, "good work! We did it! Yay team!"
That reminded me, I still hadn't found a name to call ourselves. Oh well.
"Okay," Allan asked as he helped Turtle sit up, "now what?"
"We go back to Kanto." I said determined.
"No problem," Allan responded, "how?"
"Well…"
I'm not gonna say I didn't think this through, but a lot of things had happened which I hadn't planned.
"Uhm, Tom can bring us back to Cianwood and then we take the plane to Kanto." I decided.
"Cianwood doesn't go to Kanto," Tom said, "there's only traffic from Cianwood to Goldenrod."
"What the fuck?" I asked, "what the fuck for?"
"I don't know!" Tom said, "Goldenrod's the only city that has a major airport. They go to Kanto."
"So we have to go back to Cianwood, then to Goldenrod and only then to Kanto? Man, that blows!"
"I can take you guys to Goldenrod," Karen said.
"What?" Tom shrieked, "no way I'm lending you my boat!"
"It's the only way if you want to go to Kanto fast," Karen rejected, "so you have no other option."
"She's got you there," I shrugged, "you know how to… uhm, drive?"
What? I have no idea how you say that for a boat.
"Yes, I can steer."
That was the word.
"Fine," Tom caved, "but you better take good care of it."
"You coming with us to Kanto?" I asked.
Hey, she dug me, so, you know…
"Nah, can't," she shook her head, "I've still got… business in Cianwood."
"What kind of business?" Tom asked.
"Personal," she responded, "so, everyone agree that I'm the skipper?"
"You can pick me up on your way back," Frankie said, "I think I'll take a trip around the island in the mean time."
"You sure?" I asked.
"Hey, once a hiker," Frankie grinned.
Maybe for the best, I thought, after all, he didn't know my past, and I didn't want him to freak, since he's not too fond of Team Rocket.
"Okay sailors, let's get sailing." I nodded.
"That was lame," Allan frowned.
"Hey! That's a quote from Dusk till Dawn!" I shot back, "well, sorta. You dissing Tarantino?"
"No, of course not," Allan waved his hands in a manner that he didn't object to me, "I didn't know it was from that movie."
"That movie?" I frowned, "did you even see it?"
"Less movie references, more leaving!" Tom reminded us of our tight schedule, "we still have a Pokémon to deliver."
"Right, let's go." I agreed.
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"So then what happened," Ash asked.
"I got here," Tony shrugged, "I delivered the Pokémon to Bill and ran into you guys. Unfortunately," Tony mumbled.
"So why what was the big emergency here in Kanto?" Gary asked.
"Tony?" Tom came up to the booth, "it's time. We have a funeral to attend to."
"Funeral?" Oak frowned.
"Yes," Tony said as he emptied his drink, "my father gets buried today."
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AN: There you have it, the reason why Tony returned to Kanto! I hadn't really planned it when I started it, but I ran out of things to do in Johto and this suddenly came to mind, so there you go! Of course, the whole story behind Giovanni's death will be revealed shortly, as well as some other family ties of Tony (what? You can't expect a funeral to go without running into some family members, do you?).
Fuck! I forgot the product placement! Bye bye big bucks. Sigh, another story I didn't make any money. Well, at least I didn't loose as much as when I mailed my script for Star Wars episode one to George Lucas… Crap, now you all know I'm the reason that movie sucked. Bugger.