o-o hopefully Spirit won't die. Not gonna spoil, not gonna spoil… -resists- Spirit seems so much more wise in this chapter, if you notice o.o Well, at lest before he snaps -shuts mouth- :X
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. Pfft, says you…j/k. xD
It's Not Over Yet
I felt the icy breeze tug at my black clothes and the chilling rain made my blood freeze. It was nice to know that my death would be a cold one. My hands were still outstretched in front of me. I didn't know if he was going to finish me now or take me to his boss. Not that I would have wanted that either. But if I could just get near that man I swear I'd get Savannah out of there. My wet brown hair dangled in front of my eyes. I glared at Kuro as if my stare alone would burn a hole right through him.
Crystal was still recovering from her near-death experience. She bared her hands on the ground to keep her from collapsing. Crystal trembled with cold as the rain fell on her back, becoming more intense with each passing second. She would cough every now and then and gasp for breath afterwards.
"Stop the storm!" I pleaded angrily. With a flick of his tail, Kuro silenced the cold winds, the blinding rain, as well as the roaring thunder; all as if it were nothing.
There was no sound. Soon, the pitter-patters of the only raindrops that could be heard were reduced to nothing. It wasn't pitch dark; but the sun wouldn't shine either. No Pidgey, no thunder, neither Crystal nor I stirred. While she recovered, I waited, desperately waited, for Kuro to make a move. His eyes flickered with confusion, as if he were debating on something in his own mind. I stifled a growl, that couldn't have been possible; he only feels hate and bloody satisfaction.
Then, when his decision was finally made, he nodded to himself. He began walking toward me, keeping a slow but steady pace. And I restrained myself, for if I made one wrong move, it could be either the end of me or Crystal. With a flash of white light, Crystal was gone, and I found myself back in front of that malicious brown haired man. He had that Persian still at his side, who he was stoking carefully. The tan cat's eyes followed their every movement very carefully, like it was stalking prey. Now I feel even more concealed… Like a Rattata.
Crystal was on the floor, chest heaving. That poisonous needle did more damage than I expected. I turned to stare at the boss when I heard Crystal cough something up, probably blood. The man looked down on her with disgust. My brow furrowed, I said nothing, withstanding the urge to just all out attack.
That's when I noticed May and Drew, Pokemon in their balls, completely wiped out. May looked dizzy, and Drew was trying to stand firm for her sake. My brown eyes darted back to the Persian, who was now licking its claws, of blood. I swallowed hard. If he's hurt any of them… I pushed the thought out of my head. They're just trying to provoke me, I told myself calmly.
Then, a glance of that tank made me snap. "Get it over with!!" I hissed, taking a step forward, eyes burning with rage. "Just dispose of me right frickin' NOW!"
He shook his head disdainfully. "That isn't how Team Rocket works. That isn't how I, Giovanni, work. We don't throw away valuable things, we keep, we manipulate, we copy them, for further use."
Before I could make one last attempt to free Savannah, I was forced to kneel again, hands behind my back. I gritted my teeth. Apparently Kuro was completely, and only, loyal to this…Giovanni. But what was he planning to gain from working for such a selfish 'leader'? My eyes narrowed at the man.
"So what do you want?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer.
He grinned. "To do what we do best."
"Trying to take over the world?" I guessed sarcastically. A hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. Good.
"Not exactly; our motto is divide and conquer."
I would have tilted my head if I could have. What did he mean? He makes no sense…
Giovanni must have sensed the confusion on my face. His Persian let out a furious hiss when his owner stopped petting him. I figured the cat was directing his anger at me. "So," he started, "What do you think we're dividing?"
My eyes widened. Me.
I managed to quickly replace it with a glare. He began to explain. "If we create more of you, more obedient of course, we can do just that: conquer."
I fixed my eyes on the ground. This can't be happening, I wanted to believe so badly. But I knew it was. Can't let him win…
Kuro must have released me from Psychic because I could move my limbs now. I rubbed my sore arm. What'd he do, give me a shot? I heard Kuro let out an "oof!" from behind me. I swiftly turned around to see that Crystal had knocked him over. She was breathing hard, and though she seemed tired, she just barely managed to pull me toward May and Drew.
"Get out of here, now!" she hissed. Drew hesitated. "We've got this covered," I said reassuringly. "Do you think you can get May and the Pokemon out of here?"
He grinned. "You bet I can." May didn't argue, giving us a slight nod.
I nodded back, turning swiftly around to guard their way out. Kuro caught me off guard by hitting me square on the chin. I recoiled, stumbling backwards before Crystal caught me. I leaned on her for a second. "My arms may feel numb, but I can still use non-physical attacks," she assured.
While regaining my stamina, I saw Kuro hold his hand out at Crystal. I just barely managed to ram myself into him and knock him off balance before he had the chance to use Psychic. It didn't take him long to get back up, so I had to be ready for anything.
That's when I heard a slight crack. It rang clear and was getting louder.
Giovanni had gone, which made my blood boil. That's when I noticed the fractured glass of the tank in which Savannah remained. But the glass wasn't cracking on its own, that's for sure. Wait a minute. Savannah wasn't kneeling in the tank before…
She moved, her eyes still shut, and thrust her hand through the glass until it shattered. The water flowed out onto the floor. Pieces of it littered the ground, slightly covered in red liquid. My eyes stretched wide at the sight of her hand, blood trickling down to her finger tips. She removed her hand from the broken hole and rubbed her eyes open.
Her amber eyes were clouded with something I couldn't identify; the sense of obedience lingering in them for some reason. And that mist, it almost seemed as if she were…distant, somehow. I told myself it was just the water.
Savannah stood, and thrust her black boot though the remaining shards of glass. I saw one fling to the ground in front of me. Kuro remained where he stood, motionless. He watched her scan the area, and seemed to be relieved when her eyes passed by him. I raised an eyebrow. Shouldn't he be attacking her?
Savannah advanced slowly, and when she got a small glance at me, she completely collapsed. I rushed to her side, eyes wide. What happened? She was fine one second then the next… I wasn't even exactly sure what was wrong.
"Savannah!" Crystal made sure I was guarded from Kuro while I checked if she was okay. But Kuro didn't dare attack. I thought I heard him whisper under his breath, "They don't deserve this." Deserve what? He wasn't even attacking. So I ignored him.
Savannah looked as if she had completely passed out. I held her in my arms and tilted her head up in case she couldn't breathe. I tried to stop the bleeding on her and with pressure, but it didn't do any good. Her sunset colored eyes opened. Now that I could see them more clearly, they weren't sunset; her eyes looked glazed over with a sheet of gray. She coughed. I leaned her slowly upwards. What're you doing? She can sit up on her own! She's fine! my mind was shouting at me. But something wasn't right. I kept telling myself it was the tank's water, but her eyes weren't bloodshot. They looked perfectly normal, aside from the color.
She coughed once more. I saw her take a big breath of air and she finally sat up. She rubbed her forehead. "Are you okay?" I asked.
Savannah smiled and said, "I'm just fine." That's when I knew something was up.
"Well, I think you hit your head." She managed to stand up, still a little wobbly. I saw her hand. "Guess loosing so much blood is making you woozy."
She grasped my arm when she almost fell over. I winced. She was stronger than she looked. I helped her up. Her hand clutched tighter. "Stop that!"
The girl blinked. "Stop what?" she asked innocently. I tore my arm away from her. This couldn't have been Savannah. The room whizzed past my eyes, and a huge breath of air left my lungs. I felt pain in my back, then my head, then my shoulder. My shoulder felt like someone slammed it into a brick wall.
Well, it wasn't brick, but it was hit against a wall none the less. Kuro's gonna die. But when I could see strait, it was Savannah, not Kuro, and she stood there with a satisfied look on her face. Her expression seemed to say: "My work here is done." I forced my eyes to stay open. What work? Who was she working for?
The tall, brown haired man waiting behind her caught my eye. Giovanni?
He snickered. "I thought you'd be more of a challenge for my new weapon."
"Huh?" I asked, puzzled.
I felt my very conscience weakening. This must have been an illusion, I'm having a nightmare, I must be in a parallel world, something! Her gray tinted eyes were almost unreadable. They may look different, but those are definitely Savannah's eyes. It was embarrassing to admit, but I know her eyes look like, whether they're a different color or not.
She smiled sweetly. "It was fun battling you while it lasted, S3-17."
That word was enough to convince me that Savannah wasn't going to be back to normal till I knocked some sense into her. Of course, she was the one who knocked me out first.