Chapter 7: The Battle Of Speed.
Dave and his fellow pokemon Ciara were still sleeping like logs in their own tangled mess of arms and legs while Samantha was with her father and his men, having breakfast and preparing themselves for their daily duties.
"Princess, are you sure about this?" He asked in Spanish. The table became silent and all eyes were on him. "Are you sure you want those idiots to be your guards? I can give you one of my men and he'll do whatever you say. Ain't that right, boys?" All men grunted and nodded in agreement.
"I'm almost a woman now, Papi! You don't have to worry about me," Samantha pouted, folding her arms. "This is what I want."
"But princess..." he grumbled. "Daddy's afraid you might get hurt. After all, a Pokemon journey with a stran-"
"No." She cut him off. "This is my choice, Papi." Samantha stared him down.
Glaring at each other for what seemed like an eternity, he shot up from the table. "Fine!"
Samantha smiled. "Good." She collected her plate and went to the kitchen.
Her father went to Charles on far end of the table. "Charles, you know that dog she picked up off the street?" he whispered.
"Yes, sir." he replied.
"Ok, there's this battle I hooked up for the boy. I need you to test his strength to see if he's any good."
Suddenly there was a loud squeal of delight heard from the kitchen, making his ears perk. He gritted his teeth. "Scratch all that." he fumed, clenching his fist. "Make sure you bury your foot in his ass, understand? And when he loses, drug 'em, throw them in a trunk, and dump those bastards somewhere in the ocean!"
Charles grinned evilly. "With pleasure, sir."
Samantha came out giggling to herself and heading for her room, with her father looking like the conversation never happened between the two. "While I talk to my daughter, you guys clean this up. Charles, prepare the field." Like the soldiers they were, they quickly got to work while Charles went out back to prepare the field. Samantha's dad followed closely behind her.
"So you're really going through with this?" He grumbled, following her into her room and closing the door behind them.
"You bet. I finally get to see what world looks like without people in suits."
"But why, princess?" He whined in a childish manner. "What's so fun about a world filled with violence, corrupt assholes, and meaningless bloodshed? And did I mention violence!?"
Samantha raised a brow, "You can't be serious. I'm surrounded by hardened criminals on a daily basis and you're telling me this? I swear, you and your lackeys…."
He paused for a moment and sighed. "You have a point, but it's the family business, and has been since early generations. Soon, you will be a part of it." Samantha ran her hand through her hair and flipped on the T.V. to the news channel.
"In other news," the news anchor quipped, fixing his papers on the desk. "A Nidoking went rampant in a Pokemon center in Petalburg City. Sources say an unknown gunman burst into the scene and shots were fired at the Nidoking, saving a young man and an injured Growlithe in the process. The cause of this rampage has been confirmed to be due to an illegal drug known as 'stardust', but how it got into its system is not known."
Samantha shut the T.V. off glaring at her father. "See what I mean? That's you doing 'work' again."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." he lied. "Shit happens, get used to it."
His phone went off and his face went from kind to threatening in a flash. "Garcia," he answered in English.
"The field is ready." Charles reported on the next line. "I also took the liberty of finding us some 'jobs' that we need to deal with."
"Yes, thank you. Tell the men to strap themselves. We'll depart tonight."
"Yes, sir," replied Charles.
He hung up the phone and sighed heavily. "I'll go get our…guest." Exiting the room, he went to wake Dave and his pokemon.
Meanwhile, Sunny woke up with the urge to use the bathroom. She lazily got up to her feet. Looking around, she saw that the room had a window that allowed some sunlight and a plush white carpet with Dave's clothes spread about. It was so dark last night, it didn't matter what the room looked like. She stretched her stiff muscles and quietly left the room, careful not to wake Dave.
Ciara emerged from her slumber. 'Morning already?' She yawned inside Sunny's mind. 'Man, I have to pee. Sunny or whatever, you there?'
"Yes," Sunny returned, slowly floating down the hallway.
'Ok, we need to find a bathroom.' Sunny slowed, shaking her head nervously and wondering what Ciara meant.
"I… don't know what that is. Care to explain?" Ciara was shocked. Was she for real? How could she not know what a bathroom is? How foolish can one be?
'I think it's best I take over.' Before Sunny could even speak, her eyes flickered, and Ciara was now in control.
Sunny complied with no complaint as Ciara continued the search. They soon came across one of Garcia's men fumbling with a picture in hand. "Hey you!"
The man's raised in confusion at the Gardevoir. "Huh? Me missy?" he said in a scornful voice.
"Yeah, you! Do you know where the bathroom is?" Ciara demanded.
He shot a nasty glare. "I don't know. Why don't you go fuck off and shit on the lawn like the bitch you are?"
She snapped. Her eyes widened and a familiar wicked smile appear on her face. "Aww, such a bad boy." She cooed monotonically. "Don't you think it's harsh to call a lady such hurtful words?"
The man snorted. "Ha, lady? You're not remotely human. All I see is a bitch."
Ciara was boiling on the inside, but all of a sudden, a firm hand rested on her shoulder. It was Samantha's dad. "If you're looking for the washroom, it's straight on your right. And while you're up, can get your trainer for me?" Ciara snatched herself from him and hastily went to the bathroom, but not without flipping the bird at the man who taunted her.
Later that day, the entire crew was outside in the backyard, freshened up and ready for the day, especially Dave, who was hyped for his first Pokemon battle.
There was just acres upon acres of land surrounded by trees, with a luxurious pool off in the distance. It was all within perfect view from sundeck.
"So," Charles sneered, walking to Dave. "You want to join the family, eh? I think you better give up."
Dave got ticked off, and Ciara sensed this, coming in between the two. "Lets see how you talk when we beat your ass, fucker. I owe you for the display back there in the hallway."
He was taken aback. "Ciara?" Her eyes glowed bright blue, turning to Dave as if waiting for his approval. He nodded, looking over to Samantha and her dad, who gave the OK. "Alright...since I only have one Pokemon, how does a one on one sound?"
Charles smirked. "Either way, you're going to lose. This place is big enough for us to fist it out. Or are you gonna pussy out?"
Dave bit his lip in pure anger, roughly brushing pass Charles with Ciara in tow, making their way to an open area. Charles glance over at Samantha and Mr. Garcia, "We'll need a referee. Do you mind?" Mr. Garcia sat in his chair and crossed his legs. "Not at all. Go Samantha, and witness how weak this Dave person is."
Samantha frowned, since she doubted Dave's ability to beat Charles. As cocky and arrogant as he was at times, he had the muscle to back it up. "Sure.." she answered, rubbing the back of her head. Charles clapped his hands. "Then let's teach this brat some respect."
In no time, everyone was in their respective position; Charles on the far right, Dave and Ciara on the far left, and Samantha in the middle on the sidelines as referee. "This is standard one on one battle!" she announced, raising a hand in the air. "Both parties will choose from one Pokemon and battle until either one faints! All standard rules apply! Do you accept?" Both nodded their heads and Samantha threw her hand down.
"Begin!"
Dave and Ciara took on a fighting stance, waiting for Charles to draw out his pokemon. "Ninjask, I choose you!" he shouted, revealing a Master Pokeball in his hand as he threw it. In a bright shade of red light formed Ninjask.
"Ninjask!" it cried, flexing its wings and taking off into the air.
"How you like me now!?" Boasted Charles.
Dave's patience finally broke. "Ciara!" he screamed. "Shadow Ball!" Surprisingly, she obeyed, dashing off in Ninjask's direction, leaping in the air with the Shadow Ball growing in size as she approached.
Charles chuckled. "Ninjask ,dodge and use Slash!" In a blur, Ninjask vanished and reappeared right on top of her, unleashing a powerful Slash on her back.
For the first time, Dave heard her native tongue. "Gardevoir!" she shrieked as she crashed to the ground.
"Ninjask, Fury Swipe! Now!" Charles ordered. Once more, it vanished and all that was noticeable was a slight hum produced by it's wings.
Dave panicked. "Ciara, get up!" She shakily got to her feet, panting, only get hit down again and again. The shuttle of blades stopped with Ninjask calmly hovering by Charles's side.
"Do you understand? You're too weak to protect the Mistress. You can't even give proper orders to that bitch of a Pokemon!"
Dave gritted his teeth. "He's right," he thought, "Why are you following my orders, Ciara?"
"I don't know myself." She replied.
'Then stop, do what you normally do.'
Her twisted smile returned to her face, glaring at him. "Is that an order?"
Dave nodded.
Her expression got more deranged. "Did you get that, Sunny?"
"Do as you please." She answered.
Ciara stood up straight, eyes closed and arms spread,clenching her fists.
"Giving up already?!" laughed Charles. "Just as I thought. A pussy will always be a pussy. No backbone at all!"
Dave's confidence began to waver, taking a step back. "Relax, I know what I'm doing." She reaffirmed to Dave, trying to sooth him.
Samantha looked at them with concern. "Maybe I should throw in the towel, they can't win." she thought.
"Do it and I'll kill us both," Ciara warned her.
Samantha gulped, shutting up completely.
Soon the weather got cloudy and it began to rain. All except Mr. Garcia, who was sheltered by the sun dock, flinched from the sudden cold. Tensions only rose the longer they waited.
Charles finally got tired of waiting, "Ninjask, Giga Impact! Finish them!" Ninjask's wings picked up more speed, soon producing no sound whatsoever, and like lightning, exploded towards Ciara.
In a split second, she teleported, and it became a dangerous game of speed. Mr. Garcia was amazed, for in his and everyone's else eyes, it looked like space itself was being distorted in a flashy show of lights.
Seconds later, a loud boom of dust flew in the air, blinding all. When it cleared, eyes widened and jaws dropped. Ciara had pinned the Ninjask with an iron grip on its wings, slamming it hard into the ground.
"How!?" Charles demanded."Ninjask has god-like speed, but yet she caught it!?"
Dave snapped back to reality and spoke in her place. "You haven't realized that it's raining? All Flying-type Pokemon are slowed down because of rain weighing them down. Ciara must've noticed this and used it for an advantage."
"Fuck!" Charles cussed, "Ninjask, break free!" As ordered, it began to flail around, desperately trying to loosen itself.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you.. "Ciara cackled devilishly.
Charles erupted in anger. "I don't gives a rat's ass! Ninjask, GET OUT!" But Ciara only tightened her grip on its wings, making the Ninjask whine and scream in pain.
Snap!
The noise of its exoskeleton shattering sent chills down everyone's spines. She had broken the Ninjask's left wing, bending it more and more until foam gurgled from its mouth. She threw the wounded insect into a nearby puddle like a piece of discarded tissue. "Oops, my hand slipped." Ciara said sarcastically, teleporting over to the fallen Ninjask and formed a thunderbolt with her right arm.
Charles and Samantha were frozen in terror of his pokemon. Ciara lowered her hand mere inches from the water. "Forfeit, or die? Choose." Ciara taunted, laughing and blushing wildly with the thunderbolt intensifying in power. He dropped to his knees and slumped. "I give up!"
She dissipated the thunderbolt and spat on the Ninjask, floating back to Dave. "Clean yourself up, you shit."
Samantha weakly raised her hand and stuttered, "D-Dave..and...his..Pokemon win…by forfeit…"
Ciara went by Dave's side, filled with pride. "Did you see that? That's what happens to cocky shits like him."
He looked at her with hurt in his eyes. "All I saw was overkill. You didn't have to do that. All you had to do was make it faint, not try to mangle its wing beyond recognition…"
She sighed. "Oh, stop being such a square. Come on, let's go inside and patch ourselves up. It feels like I busted a rib."
Dave glanced over to Samantha and Charles, who was wrapping his shirt around its wing to keep it stiff. Charles sobbed, picking up his comrade in his arms.
They got back to sundeck where Mr. Garcia was and he politely guided them inside, fearing that one of his limbs might share the same faith. Samantha and Charles followed suit, immediately contacting Nurse Joy for the injured pokemon. The crew waited silently by the entrance of the house, with the incident still fresh in their minds.
Hey guys chapter 8 is finally here, thank God! I thank you for your patience and support and also a big thank you goes to GhostShadow6661 for helping with an upcoming chapter! Read, Enjoy and Review!- TropicalAce