The Tale of a Trainer- Chapter 4: Dark Noctowl
Setting: Current Time: Cherrygrove City Pokémon Center
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon in any way shape or form. I DO own the character Alex Dugman, his parents, Chad, the random dark, cloaked figure, and the personalities I give the Pokemon. Don't steal them. Alex has been my creation since I thought him up in 2000. I have proof, don't make me use it. Fear me, just don't sue me.
Author's Note: Yeah…kind of another filler chapter that once again is necessary to the plot… I'm sorry, because it was incredibly hard to write the "action" scene. A lot will be happening in a short amount of time, so it didn't come out quite right. Try squinting when you're reading… it'll make he over-description seem smaller. Hmm… needs to catch a Pokémon, eh? I agree with you, Bigfoot12310, and one is coming up not this chapter, but the next. You're going to hate me, because Alex doesn't like catching Pokémon… so, be happy with the couple you get ; Thanks for all your reviews Coldfire, you pwn!
The Tale of a Trainer
Chapter 4: Dark Noctowl
A chorus of metal crashes pierced the cool night air, stirring the teenage trainer and his two small companions from their sleep. It wasn't until the metallic bang sounded outside their window though, that Alex decided an investigation was necessary. He sat up slowly on the soft mattress, wary of the wood above him, and placed his feet on the hard timber floor. Once his attempts to wipe the film of sleep from his eyes had awoken him a bit, he stood up and flicked on the overhead light. Eevee burrowed his head deeply under a pillow as the beams crept into the underside of the bunk. With a light click, Chiks stood next to him on the floor, her little nails taping out a sharp tune onto the planks. Eevee protested the light and sound with a low whine.
Alex strode over to the window, Chiks close at this heel, and flipped open the blinds. No more than a centimeter beyond the glass sheet sat a wall of smooth steel. It glistened in the light of the room. Alex sighed tiredly, am I ever going to get some sleep? and looked down at his little Chikorita. "So, I suppose we should go find the reason behind this, eh?"
With a quick swipe of his hand, Alex had unruffled the shirt he'd fallen asleep in and straightened out his jeans. He slipped on his sneakers and scooped his drowsy Eevee up, placing him on his shoulder as he exited the room, his lime-green Pokemon close at heel.
Voices were emitting from the lobby area; loud voices that bounced off the halls. Alex was able to quickly identify the squeaky tone of Nurse Joy's voice, but the other was rougher and deeper. A flash of light burst through the hallway, followed by a sharp scream and a gust of wind. Alex stopped at the end of the hall and slowly turned his head around the corner. Chiks walked up behind him, the click of her nails nearly drowned out completely by the loud noises coming for the lobby. He hushed her quickly and focused in on the scene in front of him.
Nurse Joy stood in front of the counter, a mask of fear plastered over her pale face. To her left stood her Chansey, whose eyes were narrowed with anger, touched with a hint of fear. Its round body was clenched tightly and ready to pounce. Standing between the two was a little Pichu, its stubby arms spread and its cheeks crackling with hot electricity. Across from them stood a tall dark figure; he was clad in dark coat and a crazed grin. On his bent arm sat a large dark colored Noctowl. The bird Pokemon's head tilted slowly back and forth in a hypnotizing manner. Alex's stomach dropped; the Center was being robbed!
His eyes darted to the entrance door to the Center. A metal door had closed in front of it, similar to the steel plate that was blocking him window from the outside world. Only this plate had been separated and twisted in an unnatural manner. The glass from the doors lay shattered over the wooden floor, sparkling in the hobby lights like a million fallen stars. Scorch marks scarred the floor in front of the Pichu; papers from the countertop were fluttering to the floor behind it. What the hell is going on?
The man laughed, his cackle echoed menacingly throughout the large room, "Give it up Nurse Joy, your attempts are futile! I'll take every Pokemon in this wretched place and trust me, that little Pichu won't have a chance in the world of stopping me!"
A tremor shook through the Pichu; it was tired from the shocks it'd be giving off. Alex turned his head slightly until his nose touched the soft fur of his Eevee's ear. "Eevee, be quiet and sneak around behind him as close as you can get. Then use Quick Attack and tackle his legs. Wait for my command, and then leave the rest to me."
Eevee nuzzled him lightly in reply and jumped silently to the floor. Alex bent down as quietly as he could to Chiks side. "I need to you to find water. A hose, a bucket, anything that we can use that has water in it. Get is as fast as you can get back here right away. I'm going to need you really soon."
Chikorita nodded and scurried off quickly towards the Pokemon Center's kitchen, her vines extended and eagerly searching for a bucket and sink. Alex watched for a moment and then turned back to the battle that had started begun again. The man's Noctowl was in flight, its wings spread like a dark sheet, casting a black shadow on to the ground. Nurse Joy was standing behind the little Pichu. Her fists were clenched so tight that her knuckles had turned as white as Eevee's fur. She narrowed her eyes and stood in the fiercest stance she could muster, yet her voice still quivered. "I will not let you harm this place! Pichu, Thundershock!"
A light crackle split the air as the mouse Pokemon squeezed its cheeks, sending bolts of lightning at the flying Pokemon. They were all easily dodged. Alex bit his lip. Please hurry up Chiks! It again took him another few seconds to realize that his Grass Pokemon wasn't going to reply. A cold loneliness seeped through him, almost completely drowning out his feeling of urgency. A moment later, Chiks has appeared at his side, her vines wrapped tightly around a large bucket of dirty floor moping water. His eyes locked onto his little Eevee, who was hidden well behind a large plant, his snowy white fur blended into the white of the wall perfectly. Their eyes met and he nodded.
Meanwhile, the Noctowl had begun diving at Pichu, its talons extended and glistening in the florescent light as it swooped down again and again. Its trainer was slowly edging towards the back room, where Joy stored the recovered Pokemon until their trainers came to retrieve them. In a flash of white fluff, Eevee struck.
The man fell roughly to the floor as Eevee crashed into him, squealing with delight at his success. I suppose it's time to make myself known. Alex said to himself as he motioned to Chikorita and stepped out of the hallway. By then, the man was on his knees and quickly ordering his Pokemon, "Confusion on Pichu! Throw it right into this furball!"
A dull blue glow surrounded the little yellow Pokemon who was soon struggling helplessly in midair; Pichu's flinging arms didn't even come close to freeing it from the psychic trap. With a turn of its head, Pichu was flung towards Eevee, who was standing ready at growling at the man. Nurse Joy stood in a frozen position as her little Pichu went flying. She clenched her eyes shut, "Pichu! Use Thundershock!"
With crackling cheeks Pichu released a bolt of electricity. It started to span out, but quickly directed itself back at the Pichu. With a sharp cry, Pichu felt its own shock hit it, driven back to its creator by the Confusion.
Alex had been in motion through the Nurse's command, rushing towards his Eevee with a narrow mind. I'll catch you! Just as he arrived at his white Pokemon's side, the self-fried electric type came flying through the air. With outstretched arms, Alex caught the Pichu at his chest, feeling the bolts that had surrounded it hit him lightly. Eevee immediately jumped at the Noctowl, his small legs propelling his form up into the air with an amazing force. He slammed all his weight into the Noctowl, spilling bent and broken feathers over the glass covered floor. The flying Pokemon squawked in pain as it began fluttering closer and closer to the floor. Eevee hung on, his little claws digging into his opponent's flesh, even as he was tossed around violently.
Still cradling the battle worn Pichu in his arms, Alex remembered his other weapon. "Chiks! NOW!"
A red bucket flew through the air and an awkward moment ensued: Nurse Joy standing half frozen, her Chansey's condition not much different; a small white Eevee clinging to the back of an abnormally dark colored Noctowl; feathers falling like black snow on glistening fallen stars; a dark cloaked man with his eyes still locked on his Pokemon as he slowly inched towards the store room, limping on a now sore leg; Alex in battle mode, his arms embracing the small body of a Pichu, and a Chikorita, eyes narrowed and focused, tossing a large bucket full of soapy water at the Noctowl, her vines thrashing in recoil through the air.
The water hit its targer with a smacking boom which soon clattered to the floor into a scattered puddle. It rolled over the polished floor like a million fused marbles. Chikorita landed with a light splash into the dirty water and quickly charged into the fight. Time slowed down. Alex was suddenly in mid jump, his right arm stretching towards the ceiling in the direction of the falling and drenched Noctowl and Pichu in the left. His voice came out deeper than he had anticipated as he clenched the owl's scaled leg in his hand, "Eevee, get down and protect Chiks with Reflect!"
Eevee unlatched his claws from the back of the bird and glided to the floor. With a slight slip he soon found himself standing next to his companion. He crouched slightly and a dull yellow half-sphere materialized around them. Chiks flipped her leaf over and pressed it up against the curved side of the enclosure, aiding in the only way she could to strengthen the shield. By then, Alex had pulled down the Noctowl to the soaked floor. He turned to Pichu, "I need you to use Thundershock."
Pichu looked at his with its deep brown pools. Please don't make me! I'll shock you! Alex nearly released his grip on both of them. He shook his head, this wasn't the time to be amazed. His time was slipping by way too quickly. Just do it! My Pokemon are safe and I can handle a little shock. Pichu looked concerned. You'll be hurt… you'll be hurt… I don't want to hurt you!
Alex's glare was sterner than it ever had been in his life. He could feel it again. A wave of feelings surged through him: Fear, anxiety, anger, confusion, and an overpowering need to beat this guy to a pulp. His grip was slipping; his fingers had grown sweaty from nerves. He clenched his eyes shut, "Damn it, please, just use Thundershock!"
He squeezed the small Pokémon tight against his chest with his free arm. Pichu couldn't help it. Its cheek hit Alex's skin and was pressed harder and harder and, "CHUUUU!"
Alex felt his whole body go numb in the worst way. Surges of energy shot through him as his vision grew totally white. He released his grip on the Noctowl, somehow managing to wrap both arms around the Pichu. The owl Pokémon squawked painfully as the bolt shot through him, his trainer too in pain as the electricity used the water on the floor to travel up his legs. Nurse Joy and Chansey had taken refuge on top of the counter, away from the live water.
The attack only lasted a few seconds, but for the ones who felt it, it seemed so much longer. Alex, already on his knees, now hit the small puddle of water beneath him. His head screamed with a sharp dizziness. He smiled slightly, his vision slowly returning, as he saw that Eevee and Chiks safely had been safely shielded behind the Reflect. The little Pichu lie next to him, breathing heavily as it tried to recover from the fight. He placed his hand on the little Pokémon's side, "You've got one hell of an attack there, little one."
The Pichu chirped happily, the sound of police sirens sounded nearby, and the world once again went blank.
OMG, Gym Battle next chapter! 0Be ready! Please leave me a review if you have time, I cherish and adore them! Much love and thanks for reading! As you can probably tell, I'm still perfecting my battle writing techniques…
