Author's Note: Well, despite only getting two reviews, I'm still gonna keep on going with this story. I have a basic idea of the rest of the story, so it shouldn't be too hard. One thing I forgot to mention. Team Shadow doesn't play any role in this story, except for getting their butts handed to them by Kyle. So, let's get on with it.
Chapter 5: An Old Friend
"Today, many members of a group called 'Team Shadow' were arrested and taken into custody."
It was all over the news. A collapsed cave with some rogues in it. Seth didn't see the big deal about it, since they had already been caught.
"After interviewing several members of this group, we have come to the conclusion that one trainer stopped every single one of them, and destroyed a giant super-mech inside of the cave."
That caught Seth's attention. One trainer? And some super-mech? And why was he worried about it? He had stopped Team Magma and Team Aqua by himself…but still, he had an eerie feeling about it…
"Investigators have not been able to get through the rubble surrounding the mouth of the cave, and therefore have no confirmation of any super-mech at this time. This is Reporter Gabby, Channel 5 news." They switched back to the newsroom.
"Thank you, Gabby," said the newscaster. "We will have more information as this story develops. In other news…"
Seth got to thinking. What if that one trainer who had beaten them all, thought Seth, what if it was that Kyle guy I met a week ago? He had been unusually strong…maybe even stronger than-
"Hey Seth, is there any soda in the fridge? I'm thirsty!"
Drake came down the stairs.
"Yeah," Seth told him.
He began thinking again. He also had that weird amulet…what's it for? What does it do? And why does he have it? And…how come I'm the only one who saw it glowing? He suddenly stood up. Drake looked back at him.
"Where're you going?" he asked.
"To see an old friend," Seth answered. "Wanna come?"
"Where does he live?"
"Mossdeep City."
"Boy, do I!" Drake suddenly got excited. "I've never been there before!"
"Then follow me."
He went outside, with Drake following him.
"Go, Altaria!"
Seth sent out his dragon-type, a blue bird with what looked like a cloud surrounding it. He climbed on its back. Drake didn't have a flying-type, so he jumped on, too.
"Altaria, fly to Mossdeep City!"
"Al-tear!" it cried as it flew into the air, and flew off.
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"Look down there, Drake. That's Mossdeep City."
"Wow! It's a lot bigger than Littleroot Town!"
"Al-tear!" Altaria flew down to the city, and landed right in front of the Pokémon center.
"Thanks, Altaria," said Seth. "Rest for a while." He called Altaria back into its pokéball, and set off.
"So, where does he live?" asked Drake, following Seth. Seth looked around for a second, and then pointed.
"Right there," he told him. He began to walk towards the house, and Drake followed. As soon as they got to the door, Seth knocked.
"Steven, are you there?" he asked, hoping for a response.
"Steven?" asked Drake, surprised. "You mean the-"
The door opened.
"Oh, hi Seth," said a voice as the door opened. In the door stood a gray haired young man about six inches taller than Seth, wearing mostly black. "It's been a while." He stepped out of the way to let them in.
"Yeah, it has," said Seth, "Drake, this is Steven. Steven, Drake." He walked through the door. But Drake stood there in awe.
"Wow!" he said excitedly. "You're the former Champion!" Seth heard Steven chuckle a little.
"That's me," he said, somewhat amused at the boy's excitement. "Well, come in."
Drake ran through the door.
"So, Seth," said Steven, closing the door. "How's my old Beldum doing?"
"He's fine," Seth told him. "He gets along really well with my other pokémon."
"Well, that's good. But, for some reason I think you came for a better reason than just small talk."
Seth explained everything he knew about Kyle and his amulet
"Hmmm," he said, thinking. "I think I've heard of this before."
"What?" said Seth and Drake in unison.
"Yeah, I have," said Steven. "I heard a prophecy a few years back, right after I became Champion. An old hermit out at sea up north told me. He'd know more than me about this sort of thing."
There was silence for a minute, and then Seth stood up, holding a pokéball.
"Well, it's settled, then," he said. He looked at Drake. "Drake, it's time I taught you about using a pokémon to Surf."
"Hold it!" Steven said, hold out a hand. "The waters are too dangerous to Surf. Unless you want your pokémon to die."
Seth stopped, and then put away the pokéball.
"No, I don't," he said.
"You need to take a boat," Steven explained. "I have one that's perfect for those waters. Follow me."
He walked out the door, and Seth and Drake followed him. They followed him to the beach, where a boat stood in one spot.
"I haven't used this boat in a while," Steven told them. "I usually Surf."
After getting through the main preparations, Steven took the helm, and they were off.
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"RARGH!"
Kyle watched the large Gyarados roar in pain, and collapse in the sea, causing a large splash which soaked Kyle and his boat. He scowled.
"Stupid Gyarados," he said. He went inside the boat to get a towel and some dry clothes.
After the fall of Team Shadow, Kyle had gone around battling random Pokémon, but it had gotten boring very fast. After he had heard of these dangerous waters, however, he decided to take them on. The Gyarados he had just beaten was much larger that most Gyarados. No wonder everyone was so afraid of these waters. It was rough, had some strong currents, was very rocky, and was covered in mist.
Now, where was I? He thought after he had dried off and changed. Oh yeah. He shifted the engine ahead one-third; he didn't want to go too fast because of the large rocks all over. He steered the rudder two rotations to the left, and avoided a large boulder in the middle of the water.
Soon, he had made it through the dangerous water and found himself in a clear, smooth ocean. Looking back, he saw the foreboding atmosphere of the misty area he had just left. Where was he now?
"What's that?" he said out loud. He saw a small island out in the water about 300 yards away. He steered towards it, shifting the engine ahead to full. "Might as well find out."
It took a few minutes to get there, but he made it to the island with no setbacks. He jumped onto the island from the boat and looked around. There was nothing here except an old cottage. Well, maybe there's someone in there, he thought. He went up to the door and pushed it open. Why was it unlocked? He entered…
The cottage may have looked old on the outside, but not so much on the inside. It was reasonably well kept on the inside. There was a table in the middle, and a bed in one corner.
"Who's there?" said a voice. Kyle looked around, and saw an old man with a lined, but hard face. The old man stared at him for a moment. "Who are you?"
"I could ask you the same thing," Kyle told him. Why was he living so far out at sea?
"You're the one who intruded on an old man trying to live a quiet life," the old man responded. He looked at Kyle's amulet, and his eyes suddenly went wide.
"That's…that's…" he stammered. It looked like he was about to have a heart attack.
"What, this thing?" Kyle asked, looking at his amulet. "It's an amulet. So?"
"The Amulet of Rayquaza!" the old man finally managed to say. "How did you find that?"
"I found it in a cave. What's the big deal?"
The old man didn't respond for a while. Then…
"Get rid of it," he ordered. Kyle was somewhat surprised; the old man apparently knew about its power.
"No," Kyle said firmly. "I'm gonna keep it. It's what makes me powerful."
"So, you've used its power, have you?" the old man said. He looked at the amulet with hatred in his eyes. "You don't know what that thing is capable of."
"Look, old man," Kyle said. "All I know is it gives me enough power to be the strongest trainer in Hoenn, and that's good enough for me."
The old man was silent. Suddenly, he lunged, trying to grab the amulet. Kyle dodged swiftly and grabbed the old man's wrist.
"I don't want to hurt you, old man," Kyle said. "But if you try to take my amulet, I'll have to, and no one will ever know about it." The old man stared hard at Kyle.
"If you don't get rid of that amulet, terrible things will happen," he told Kyle. "It will begin to take you over, and when you are pushed to the limit, you will regret it, for its true power will be unleashed."
"True power, huh?" Kyle asked, intrigued. "So, this thing has more power than I thought. Thanks, old man." He turned around and began to walk out the door.
"Wait."
Kyle turned around and looked at the old man.
"One last chance," he told him. "Get rid of it now."
"No," Kyle said firmly, and he left.
The old man stared at the door, and heard a boat start up, and drive off.
So, it has begun… the old man thought.
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Author's Note: Muy interesante, no? Well, hopefully I still have reviewers…sorry about not updating recently. Well, read and review, and I hope this chapter was impresionante (sorry, learning Spanish.)