Chapter 2! Kwee! Thankyou to reviewers: tea, shadowphantomness, Shadow DarknessDragon and The Incarnation Pokémon! XD Tanx to all!
I made a piece of art for this and it's actually O.O WOW. But that's because I edited on Photo-impression and it's for later chapters, so yeah...
See previous chapter for notes and disclaimer. Meh. Lazy.
It was light...for now...
Red stared into the skylight above him, wondering whether it was the only source in the world. Being one of those people who were considerate to everything and everyone, he thanked Jirachi for comforting him in such dark times, and then looked over beside him. Only crumpled covers.
"Probably poring over his research again..."
There was a clattering sound a few rooms away and Red sat up suddenly. He ran along the corridor to hear furious cursing in the kitchen and peeked around the doorframe. Lance was forcing something large and blue outside.
"Lance...is that...D..."
"OUT! You stupid...WHY did you come back? WHY? ALL OF YOU!"
Dragonair slithered out of the door finally and joined the rest of the team, who were looking at their trainer emotionally. They all let out distressed cries, which only resulted in making Lance angrier.
"You lot are just IDIOTS. I explained it to you yesterday, when I sent you off. You worry me SICK. What if something had happened in the night, and you were out there? I'd be happier if you were all safe. Do you understand?"
They nodded reluctantly.
"I'm not going to let you die for me. You know I wouldn't let any pokémon sacrifice their lives for mankind. Get los...no, you know where you're going. Get out of here."
As the dragons slowly took flight again and disappeared off into the infinate sky, their master slid to the foot of the doorframe and sighed audibly. Red materialized out of the hallway.
"I'm glad mine didn't come back..."
Lance shrugged. "It's difficult...I must say..."
Red sat on the floor and leant against his chest. Lance's heart thumped out the rhythm of life, passing by, but still going strong...for now...
"Is it still going?"
Red frowned, knowing exactly what his boyfriend meant. "Yes. Just like normal. Steady and slow." He traced a circle on Lance'schest with a finger, right over his heart.
"It doesn't matter anyway." The Dragon master whispered, "We're going. Going. Gone."
"You're not really assisting either of us when it comes to positively thinking, Lance." Red smirked, "Even though you're just damn straight."
Both of them sat on the cracked tiled kitchen floor as a tangle of limbs, listening to the morning breeze outside and thinking dark thoughts. It was calm...for now...
"Red, stop that, you know I don't like it."
"Sorry." Red stopped twisting Lance's rusty coloured hair into spirals. Still vain, same old vain Lance. That was comforting.
"I'll go and have a shower...then we'd better set off. Will won't let us predict when it'll happen, so we'll just have to keep on going."
Lance wandered off down the hallway. Red watched him go in concern; he still had his hand over his heart. It had been a problem the previous day and now Lance was even more worried about it. Strange though...very strange...there had been no problem since after Cerise, Kamon had said...
A Dragonite cry. The teen went deadly still but then realized it was only Lance's phone. Better answer.
"Speak."
"Wallace here. This Red?"
"Yes it is. What seems to be the problem? There weren't any more quakes in the night..."
"No, but something strange is happening."
"Go on."
"The pokémon at the Cave of Origin have been disrupted...well, no...it looks like they're organizing themselves..."
"Like...into tribes or something?" The sound of running water silenced him slightly and Red dashed into the next room.
"Well, I guess you could call it that."
"Like Lance said..."
"I'm just not sure, Red. Do you think you two could come and see?"
Red pondered as he looked around the room. He spotted the water thermostat and a wicked thought crossed his mind. Wallace interrupted.
"Hello, what do you think?"
"Yeh, sure, we can come..." he muttered as he twiddled the dial.
"Sorry?" Wallace paused. "Ok...I'll take that as a yes then..."
"K...see ya..." Red couldn't help snickering as he hung up. A few seconds later a door slammed open and Lance sprinted along the hallway, leaving a trail of steam.
Red shrugged.
Lugia was nervous. It had seen this before, surely...
Soaring invisibly over the Hoenn region wasn't helping its tense state, however. The cloud cover was starting to thin as it plummeted back towards Sootopolis, and the humans were becoming suspicious. They weren't that stupid...
There was some kind of fault in the future, Lugia could feel it. Was what Nature was planning...ignorant? Naïve? Underestimated? Even Mother Earth can make mistakes.
Look at humanity...
Jirachi was hovering nearby, and it bowed its head as the great psychic set foot on the ground. It noticed Lugia gaze into the distance.
Where do the tides of wondering drift in that mind, Lugia?
It rustled its wings. Wondering...just irrational worrying about our future...whilst too cowardly to look forth to see...
Jirachi nodded. Though Psychic, I am no genius. May I ask?
Go on. Lugia closed its eyes.
Is Nature evil?
It depends on the point of view looking down on it, the wise, ancient legendary replied almost immediately, For if you see joy and worthiness in all races of beings...
Then you view it as cruel? Jirachi guessed.
Cruel is not necessarily Evil. Cruelty is sometimes...required for life...and nothing says that Evil is wrong. There is a difference between Good and Evil...and Good and Bad...
I always thought Evil was a human creation. Jirachi offered.
Perhaps, Lugia yawned. After all...humans have tried to manipulate and control the Earth. Forced the Evil into her, maybe. I've watched as some trainers force Evil into pokémon too...
Jirachi flinched. You think that?
No. I believe that in some ways, we supposedly all knowing legendary pokémon disrespect humankind in ways we haven't noticed. I believe that they merely made a mistake. They hit a fork in the road. Took the wrong turning.
There was a flash as a pokémon teleported into the area. Mew chuckled shrilly and bounced off Lugia's head.
Mew mewmew MEW MEW!
Lugia sighed out a light gust of air which was just enough to buffet the little pink pokémon backwards. Mew shrieked as if it was a game and clapped its paws.
MEEEW! Mewmew!
Then again... Lugia began to conclude as Jirachi smiled at the hopelessly giddy creature, I believe that humanity's scientific discoveries were mean to be, for the necessary genetic development of certain species...
Cloning? Jirachi watched Mew zoom away through a huddled group of protective mother Kangaskhan, which scattered in shock.
Precisely...
Completely oblivious...
Both the legendaries paused as Suicune trotted over. It bowed its head to them automatically, panting in exhaustion.
The plans are sorted... it breathed.
Take a rest, Suicune... Lugia said, calmly. Let Nature take control. You are part of her, she will let you. Be wary, Dedication can take its side with Evil... It glanced over at Jirachi with a smirk. Suicune looked bewildered but nodded all the same.
"Wallace, give them back to me."
"I'm still looking!" Wallace complained, wrenching the binoculars away from Steven. The other two Elites watched them bicker pitifully.
"Quiet, please..." Will said, patiently as he sat completely still and thought, or at least tried to with the riot going on in the background. Kamon sighed.
"I thought we were trying to research pokémon reactions to nature changes..." he growled as he scanned several books on such a topic. "...and you were supposed to be recording visual evidence..." he finished.
Will jumped up suddenly.
"What is it?"
"Red and Lance are coming!" he announced before sitting down again and picking up a book out of Kamon's 'library'.
"Really? Are they?" Steven appeared over a hill holding the binoculars victoriously.
"You wouldn't know..." Will went into his freaky trance. "I saw everything...and if I tell you...we'll all go mad..."
"Oh Will, that's what you say for everything and everyone." Kamon retorted before burying his nose in 'Pokémon Chemistry' again. He tossed it aside. "This is hopeless! Books suck, honestly. Nobody has ever written about this before! We're going to be the first and last people to know."
"Well, we're having more luck, at least..." Steven peered over at the Cave of Origin again.
"Oh, and what is that supposed to mean?"
Everyone looked up to see two figures wandering over the horizon.
"It – was – a – mistake..."
"Tauros-shit, Red. Your finger accidentally went mad and fiddled with the dial on the wall. Whoopsy daisy."
"Ok, it was a split second decision. But I just did it, and I didn't think."
"Thought it was funny?"
"Kinda, and it was...I mean, it was funny enough for me to go and get the..."
"Right, right, let's forget that you tried to find the video camera..."
"I'm sorry! I really am, ok? Just forget about it. I won't do it again..."
"It's not very likely that you'll get a chance, is it?"
"Lance, you're the one who's ALWAYS reminding me that death is just around to corner. That's not cool..."
"What temperature was it in the end?"
"Um...68 degrees..." Red muttered. Everyone else rolled their eyes.
Wallace clapped his hands together. "Right...now that everyone's here..."
"The only thing we've discovered is that the pokémon are organizing themselves, either in preparation for shock or, as Lance predicted, preparation to assist." Steven explained for him. "Oh, and Suicune's apparently in charge, dashing around like a blue arsed Ninjask..."
"Even though it's blue arsed anyway." Wallace added.
Red and Lance blinked. "So...that's all?"
"Pretty much..." Wallace inspected his fingernails.
"Do you know what I think?" Red sat down on a rock. "Nature is cunning. I don't think she wants people to solve all her mysteries, least of all this one."
Everybody nodded simultaneously.
"Should we give up?"
"What's the point of doing it? Even if we did discover the secrets of Mother Earth it would be lost with us, unless..."
A shudder ran contagiously through the group. Kamon looked at the ground, ashamed of bringing the subject up.
"We won't be treated like that. It's impossible and inhumane, that international treasure thing." he said to make up for what he had mentioned.
"But we Elites will fight to the end. No amount of..." Steven was stopped as Wallace slapped a hand over his mouth.
"Shhh..."
"What is it?"
Wallace swung around, scanning the whole area with dread filled cobalt blue. He stopped as they hit the rock Red was sitting on.
"That's not a rock." he blurted. "I just realized..."
Red leaped down onto the grass as if his seat was made of Sulphuric acid. "What is it?"
"Correct me if I'm wrong but...this area is bugged...why wouldn't it be?"
Steven's head snapped up. "Bugged? Whadyoumean, BUGGED? Great Entei, whadowedo?"
"It's those Team Rocket bastards from society!" Lance seethed. "Out of all organizations it would be them to track us down..."
"Team Rocket from society?" Red wailed, kicking the 'rock' vehemently.
"Yes...the world leaders 'bought' Team Rocket and apparently made it into something better...their skills are valuable or something and it's cheaper than keeping all those grunts locked up."
Red snorted. "Insane. Absolutely insane. What's the world coming to?"
Will suddenly clicked his fingers and then everybody was standing in a circle holding hands.
"What's this, the Hokey Kokey?" Kamon spat at him.
The psychic waved frantically to silence them. "Hear that?" he croaked in a monotonous tone, referring to the sound of helicopters in the near distance, "They've tracked us down. They're onto us. They've heard too much. If we don't get out of here now...you know..." Contagious flinching again.
"One problem..." Wallace pointed out, shooting looks at the sky. "How? No po..."
"We don't need pokémon. Will's a psychic and Lance has the Viridian power."
"How do you think we got here?"
Lance turned his surprisingly calm eyes to the psychic. He was used to these situations. "Where to?"
"Our original base, I suppose."
"Ok, Viridian."
"...Saffron!" Will looked confused.
They stared at each other. Lance nodded furiously. Will finally caught on and concentrated.
And with a green flash they were gone.
Giovanni swore loudly out of the window of the aircraft. Gone, just like that.
It was too sudden. Why keep it from the world? Why? Why hadn't they just said before?
"Turn around, we're going back to Kanto." he barked at the pilot. The Executive nervously gave a thumbs up.
"Sir."
Giovanni pondered. It was going to be difficult. For Humanity's will was not the only thing in the world that required the Elites.
The legendary pokémon wanted them too.
Chapter 2, come and gone. Me hopes my fanfiction is not now cursed, getting Writer's Block after chapter 2...
By the way, I think Mew is a twit. Childish and oblivious of everything, and Mewtwo is a savior of its intelligence. Never really liked Mew, though it's cute.
Well...yawns Time to work on chapter three. A least I PLANNED this one to shoo away Writer's Block.