Hey again guys. I'm glad you guys liked the first chapter and I do apologise that it has taken me this long to update the second one (fingers crossed it's worth it). It should be interesting to see what you guys think about the way this story goes, but despite what happens in this chapter, nothing is for certain just yet... Oh well, on with the chapter, hope you guys like this one as well, please continue to read and send in your wonderful reviews!
My Life, Your Love, and The Academy
Chapter 2
Terrified and Mystified
Misty and Eevee returned from the shops exhausted. They had gone for groceries and had stopped in on every single furniture and furnishings store they saw on the way to the main market. They hadn't bought anything, because who knew what Brock had in mind. Misty and her pokemon unpacked and stored all of the groceries and items she had bought while shopping.
It was 9pm and it was quite dark outside the Academy. Misty could hear the sounds of parties going on around the academy as well; she took them for gangs and fraternities that were celebrating for some reason or another. She decided that she wasn't going to get to sleep just yet; she was going to go out and have a walk around the academy.
Misty grabbed her jacket and Eevee; she left the other pokemon behind. They went down hall and around to see the main training rooms. Misty saw a few that were quite glamorous for training areas, but all of the training areas were full.
She had to find a training area of her own soon; otherwise she wouldn't be able to train the pokemon she had with her. She continued to walk around the halls for a while before coming to a dusty staircase very much out of the way of most student areas. Misty realised something was up when she looked inside and there were no lights. She pulled a flash torch out of her pocket and started off down the stairs.
She could hear the fear in eevee's squeaks; she couldn't honestly say she wasn't scared herself. No one had been down these stairs in a very long time, there was dust and mould over the walls and a strong musty smell filled the air. Each step made her legs quake with fear. She continued down for what seemed like an hour before she reached a door.
Stepping out of the door she shone the light around; there was a labyrinth of passageways with stone floors and walls. The stone passageways were running in every direction. Misty chose one and went down it. She couldn't understand what had propelled her to do so, but whatever it was, it had drowned out her fear.
She continued walking past many doors and other passageways; this place hadn't been visited in quite a while. Eevee jumped out of her arms and bound across the floor. Misty let out a squeak at the sudden movement, but regained her composure and quickly followed her adventurous pokemon. She reminded herself that she really needed to keep an eye on Eevee, but no matter what she did he always seemed to be running off into all kinds of trouble.
Misty rounded a corner after Eevee, thoroughly out of breath and legs starting to ache. She put a hand to her chest in exasperation and walked slowly while calling out eevee's name softly. Her breath caught and she let the flashlight fall to the ground and wink out. She grasped around on the cold stone floor for a while before coming to a wall. She sat up against the cold stone wall and shivered from fear and chill. She was so scared down here.
She could hear the echoes of her whimpering throughout the passages as she sat there with her head in her hands and her eyes closed as tightly as they could go. She hated it in the dark; especially in places not visited by humanity in years!
She felt a warm hand fall upon her shoulder and she looked up into the pitch black passage to see a familiar silhouette. She couldn't see anything other than the basic outline of the, what she assumed to be male, person. Taking her hand the silhouette character led her through many passages and down other pathways. She was lost trying to remember where they had gone, but then again, she hadn't really known where she was to begin with.
Soon she was led to an opening in the wall of some kind. Whoever her male rescuer was, he seemed to urge her to leave with haste. She asked for Eevee, but he shook his head and turned her around almost pushing her to go. She could feel the urgency in his warm felt movements and left without further delay.
She found herself in the hallway on her floor. She went to her room and threw herself onto the bed in exhaustion. She couldn't help but worry that Eevee was going to be lost down there forever. As the thoughts crossed her mind almost a million times in rapid succession a small yellow creature jumped down from the roof.
Before her sat a pikachu with some sort of note in it's mouth.
"Is that for me boy?" She asked softly. The pokemon bounded up onto her leg and nodded it's head a few times. Misty reached out and took the note from the pikachu's mouth. As soon as she did the pikachu jumped off the bed and ran underneath. Misty smiled and decided to read the note before going after it.
'Eevee is safe, he is with me.
Fear not about him Misty, and do not fear me'
Misty stared at the note in puzzlement for what seemed like eternity. When she snapped back to reality she realised pikachu had been under the bed the whole time; she got down on her knees beside the bed and stuck her head underneath. Pikachu was not there, pikachu had disappeared completely.
Misty scratched her head in puzzlement before letting out a sigh and called out pichu to keep her company. The small yellow pokemon snuggled close to her as she lay down on the bed and went to sleep.
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Misty left for her first class with only seven pokemon. She hoped that they didn't call for her to do demos or practises, because if they noticed she was missing a pokemon they would begin to consider her reliability, and responsibility as a trainer. She quickly rushed into her class on pokemon training skills, first quarter.
The professor droned on for what seemed like forever and at last ended the class with an assignment on pokemon. Seeing as this class was for all the newly arrived trainers of this year; all of the students in the room with her were just starting this course. Their assignment was to write a report on each of their eight pokemon. They had to say where they had gotten them originally, why they had chosen each of them, what their ideals were for each of them, and give a profile on each pokemon in their party.
Misty considered this one a piece of cake and stored in her dorm late that afternoon with full confidence in her ability to do well. As she was putting it away in a small chest of drawers that had been in the dorm beforehand she heard a knocking on the door. She was not accustomed to visitors, as she hardly knew anyone on the campus so she was more than thrilled to hear the door, afterall, maybe it was that guy from the tunnels…
She walked over briskly, trying to keep herself from running, and opened the door as wide as it could go, but realising who it was, had every intention of slamming it closed as fast as she could.
"What do you want Gary?" She sighed, not being able to fend off the lack of regard in her voice.
"Now in what way is that the proper courtesy you should show to a guest?" He inquired menacingly.
"You're not a guest Oak, it's your job to hang around and piss me off, remember?" She said with a tiresome droning in her voice.
"I don't believe that's how I put it, but you are right…in a way. But that's not why I'm here, I'm here to talk to you" He walked in and plonked himself down on her bed as if she had invited him in for tea and cake!
"Come on in Gary, make yourself at home, sorry I don't have any Fancy Pants trinkets and food to make you feel in your element" the sarcasm that stained that statement was so strong Misty thought she might have to scrape it off her tongue when she was done with this arrogant ass.
"Don't mind if I do, and don't fuss yourself. One of these days you might be able to accomidate someone like me well, until then you will have to just keep pushing on with the little that you do have" Gary retorted almost calmly. Misty was just getting fumed. First he came in here and made himself at home, now he was making himself known and beating her in a battle of wits. Not tonight.
"There is a reason that I am unable to accommodate to your likings Gary …I…DON'T…WANT…YOU…IN…HERE!" She was screaming and forcing him out the door without realising. The ruckus had caused quite a stir down the hall as other trainers came out of their dorms being nosy as usual.
"Oh go to bed you lot!" Misty snapped at them and they all dragged themselves grudgingly back into their dorm rooms.
"As for you, get the heck out of here and pray to Mew that you never have to come here again…because if you do, I'll kill you" She threatened him still pushing him out the door.
"Calm down Misty" Gary said swirling around quickly and grabbing her wrists slyly while pinning her up against the wall with them.
"I think I'm the one who will be making the threats from here on princess" He said smirking villainously. He was surprisingly close to her, and holding her up against the wall…Misty was scared at how that might look to someone who passed by.
"Let go of me Oak, or I'll make you pay…" She threatened matching his stare of coolness with a stare of hatred.
"Oh really, well I guess I'd better get you back before you get the chance then huh" He whispered menacingly in her ear before he kissed her roughly on the lips. Misty struggled to get free of his grip, hit him, push him away, or something! Anything but be forced to remain up against the wall with him kissing her.
There was nothing she could do but let him kiss her, he had a tight grip and she wasn't going anywhere. Misty thought he wouldn't stop, but a sudden burst of electricity through her body and a low growl made Gary let go. She saw the pikachu from the previous night barring its teeth and growling.
"Feral pokemon" Gary growled back at it. He went to touch Misty again, but another quick jolt told him he had better do otherwise. He walked off briskly as Misty felt pained to watch him go. Pained? What on earth? More like relieved. But she told pikachu he had to be careful anyway. If he went around zapping people all the time the Academy would track him down as a feral pokemon and find a way to "fix" him.
Pikachu seemed to understand, but that definitely didn't mean he had to like it. Misty smiled and thanked him anyway and watched as the pokemon disappeared up the hallway. He was as mysterious as his master…
Misty went back inside her dorm room and locked the door behind her. She went to take a rest and think things over before she heard another knock at the door. Her heart leapt into her throat, had Gary gone to the officials already and reported the pikachu? She jumped up from the bed and tried to calm her nerves as she walked over to the door.
She opened the door to see the silhouetted figure standing there with pikachu on his shoulder and Eevee in his arms. Eevee bounded from him and into the room while Misty stood there staring at him. The silhouetted figure stood there and swayed slightly under her gaze. He was cloaked in black and looked somewhat like a crook. A black set of gloves that only exposed the figures and covered the palms, a black cap which came down to cover black sunglasses with a black bandana to cover from the nose down and a black jacket and black jeans. All complete with black joggers.
"Thank you…who are you?" She questioned in awe. But he just nodded and seemed to dematerialise before her eyes as he moved faster than she had seen before. She looked around to try to find him, but he wasn't anywhere to be seen.
Misty went inside and didn't bother to get dressed into her pyjamas, it was just too exhausting to get undressed and redressed right now. She had just been terrorized and then mystified; all within a space of 15 minutes, that had to be some kind of record. She let the events of the day wash over her and fell into a deep sleep.
Well that's chapter two you guys. Thanks especially to those who have reviewed and commented on the story for me, hope you guys continue to read and review for my story. And i hope to hear from the rest of you who have read my story, don't be shy, tell me what you think. Alrighty, that's me done, over and out!
