Disclaimer: ~Random animal appears~ "Tittatittatittatittatittatitta!"
You heard the koala, I don't own Pokemon.
A/N: Since no-one has suggested any good flying type at ALL, I guess I'll just HAVE to catch Mareep in this chapter, eh? Sorry for the long wait, but I need inspiration to write and that either means a week of reading fanfics or getting a review. Makes suggestive hand signals involving winking, nudging and a bit of tapping on the nose.
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Chapter 5: Scyther to Slowpoke
'Finally!' Daxius thought. 'Finally I am out of that cave!'
Indeed, they had almost run out of supplies, as they had taken a wrong turn and somehow ended up in the Ruins of Alph. After climbing consulting a psychic trainer there, they headed back into the dark depths. Willow, on the other hand, didn't seem to care as much, as she had taken to polishing her new Lapras' pokéball in the dark regularly, humming some tune Dax couldn't make out. But even she let out a cry of delight at the first sign of actual sunlight.
They headed first for the local Pokemon Centre and passed an odd looking well. Dax was jostled by a man in a black cape, looking around the place disdainfully. They heard him mutter something about some sort of second attempt, and Dax was immediately suspicious.
"Who are you?" said Dax coldly and bluntly, as in his mind there was no other possible explanation that this man meant no good. The mistrustful expression, the shady outfit, the continuous muttering.
"Go away, pestilent child," replied the odd character rudely.
"Believe me, when I ask someone's name, I fully intend them to answer me." said Dax.
"And exactly how do you intend to find out?" he responded mockingly.
"Easily," retorted Dax, launching out a pokéball with Krabby inside.
"Oh, a seashell. How absolutely bloodcurdling," sniggered the man. "Indeed, it's almost pitiful." he said, throwing out a Lure Ball.
Out of it came a Cloyster, huge compared to Krabby, and it glared evilly before shutting its shell with a resounding crack.
But Dax was grinning. "Krabby, Leer away."
"Fool," said the man. "You can't win with just a status effect. You won't survive long enough for that."
And with that the Cloyster leapt up and started spinning into its rollout attack. Krabby dodged time and time again, Leering, but Cloyster was going faster and faster and it was getting harder to dodge. Finally Dax stopped Krabby's attack and ordered him to use his vicegrip on the volleys atop Cloyster's shell. Although Cloyster was still spinning brilliantly, Krabby latched on successfully, and used its seismic toss. With a deft flip Cloyster was sent to bite the dust.
"Cloyster, Return!" snapped an angered man. 'How can the power trained pokémon of Rocket possibly lose to this, this commoner?' With a flick of his wrist he threw down a smoke bomb and disappeared.
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"What do you suppose that guy was going to do, Dax?" asked Willow.
They were in a room at the pokémon centre, having given their pokémon to Nurse Joy and retiring for the night.
"Probably capture the pokémon in those caves, or experiment on them." replied a thoughtful Dax.
There was a knock on the door. It was Nurse Joy.
"Hello, I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you, but there is an injured Pokemon here that has no trainer. Its wild, and it needs to be taken care of by someone. Would you possibly have room for it?"
"Does it eat as much as a snorlax?"
"No, quite the opposite, it eats very little. It's a Mareep."
'Mareep, the Sheep Pokemon' said the monotone voice of the Pokédex. 'It increases the quality of the wool on its back by absorbing electricity, and it fends away predators with its flashing tail.'
"Well, you can't beat that," said Dax, fairly impressed, and shut the Pokédex, making up his mind. "Fine, I'll take it. Who brought it in, anyway?"
"A man named Lance," said the nurse absent-mindedly, going off to fetch the pokémon.
"Well, I guess that's that." said Dax, lying down to go to sleep and hoping that Willow wouldn't start sleepwalking again. When normal people sleepwalked, they just walked. What Willow did was start throwing things at Dax's location, such as pillows, bags, and eventually a Pokéball. It amazed Dax how she seemed to have a lock on him and he did NOT want to spend the rest of the night in a Pokéball.
*****
"Bugsy I challenge you!" cried Dax.
A/N: Since no-one has suggested any good flying type at ALL, I guess I'll just HAVE to catch Mareep in this chapter, eh? Sorry for the long wait, but I need inspiration to write and that either means a week of reading fanfics or getting a review. Makes suggestive hand signals involving winking, nudging and a bit of tapping on the nose.
*****
Chapter 5: Scyther to Slowpoke
'Finally!' Daxius thought. 'Finally I am out of that cave!'
Indeed, they had almost run out of supplies, as they had taken a wrong turn and somehow ended up in the Ruins of Alph. After climbing consulting a psychic trainer there, they headed back into the dark depths. Willow, on the other hand, didn't seem to care as much, as she had taken to polishing her new Lapras' pokéball in the dark regularly, humming some tune Dax couldn't make out. But even she let out a cry of delight at the first sign of actual sunlight.
They headed first for the local Pokemon Centre and passed an odd looking well. Dax was jostled by a man in a black cape, looking around the place disdainfully. They heard him mutter something about some sort of second attempt, and Dax was immediately suspicious.
"Who are you?" said Dax coldly and bluntly, as in his mind there was no other possible explanation that this man meant no good. The mistrustful expression, the shady outfit, the continuous muttering.
"Go away, pestilent child," replied the odd character rudely.
"Believe me, when I ask someone's name, I fully intend them to answer me." said Dax.
"And exactly how do you intend to find out?" he responded mockingly.
"Easily," retorted Dax, launching out a pokéball with Krabby inside.
"Oh, a seashell. How absolutely bloodcurdling," sniggered the man. "Indeed, it's almost pitiful." he said, throwing out a Lure Ball.
Out of it came a Cloyster, huge compared to Krabby, and it glared evilly before shutting its shell with a resounding crack.
But Dax was grinning. "Krabby, Leer away."
"Fool," said the man. "You can't win with just a status effect. You won't survive long enough for that."
And with that the Cloyster leapt up and started spinning into its rollout attack. Krabby dodged time and time again, Leering, but Cloyster was going faster and faster and it was getting harder to dodge. Finally Dax stopped Krabby's attack and ordered him to use his vicegrip on the volleys atop Cloyster's shell. Although Cloyster was still spinning brilliantly, Krabby latched on successfully, and used its seismic toss. With a deft flip Cloyster was sent to bite the dust.
"Cloyster, Return!" snapped an angered man. 'How can the power trained pokémon of Rocket possibly lose to this, this commoner?' With a flick of his wrist he threw down a smoke bomb and disappeared.
*****
"What do you suppose that guy was going to do, Dax?" asked Willow.
They were in a room at the pokémon centre, having given their pokémon to Nurse Joy and retiring for the night.
"Probably capture the pokémon in those caves, or experiment on them." replied a thoughtful Dax.
There was a knock on the door. It was Nurse Joy.
"Hello, I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you, but there is an injured Pokemon here that has no trainer. Its wild, and it needs to be taken care of by someone. Would you possibly have room for it?"
"Does it eat as much as a snorlax?"
"No, quite the opposite, it eats very little. It's a Mareep."
'Mareep, the Sheep Pokemon' said the monotone voice of the Pokédex. 'It increases the quality of the wool on its back by absorbing electricity, and it fends away predators with its flashing tail.'
"Well, you can't beat that," said Dax, fairly impressed, and shut the Pokédex, making up his mind. "Fine, I'll take it. Who brought it in, anyway?"
"A man named Lance," said the nurse absent-mindedly, going off to fetch the pokémon.
"Well, I guess that's that." said Dax, lying down to go to sleep and hoping that Willow wouldn't start sleepwalking again. When normal people sleepwalked, they just walked. What Willow did was start throwing things at Dax's location, such as pillows, bags, and eventually a Pokéball. It amazed Dax how she seemed to have a lock on him and he did NOT want to spend the rest of the night in a Pokéball.
*****
"Bugsy I challenge you!" cried Dax.