By TeaFlower
Notes: I noticed that in chapter three, I accidentally called Terra 'Kitari'. I am too lazy to change that, so ignore it. Her name is Terra and she belongs to me. Pokemon does not belong to me. All related characters have the same deal. Ackers belongs to me. So do Rhybaby, "Rai", the glitchy Raichu, Fearful the cowardly Fearow, Vinesgalor, "Vines", the neglected Venasaur, that Gengar I forgot the nickname of and SAILOR the Dewgong who needs a better name that I can't change because someone won't let me. Chocobos belong to Squaresoft, not me. Though I wish it were the other way around. Then I could own FF7! Big Bird belongs to Sesame Street. Oh, and please, PLEASE don't give me gibberish reviews!
Episode Four: Psychic Disobedience
When we left Terra the Pokemon Mastah and Ackers, Terra had bested Bruno and was on her way to Agatha's chamber. Ackers was plotting revenge. And how to get another cookie.
Terra ran towards Agatha, trying to ignore the tombstones that decorated the room. She also became aware of a Chocobo marionette hanging on the wall. She blinked, never thinking that a yellow bird puppet would be in such a dark and dreary room. Ah, well… Terra thought, At least it's not Big Bird.
Terra finally got to Agatha and said, "Hi-ee!"
Agatha said, "I see you've come back to reclaim your position in the trainer hierarchy. That stupid neighbor of yours is annoying. Him and his Exeguttor!"
"Well, I've got a true, blue psychic."
Agatha gulped. All of her Pokemon were part poison and everyone knew, for some reason, that psychic kills poison! That's why Poison Control officers often have psychic Pokemon! "… bring… it… on!" Agatha said, being a dimwit. She sent out a Gengar that had the huge grin that is natural of Gengars plastered on its face.
"Go, Ackers!" Terra threw the ball on the floor and it opened, revealing Ackers. Agatha and her Gengar were not fazed. Ackers was EXTREMELY angry. He had sworn REVENGE!
Ackers turned to his trainer and looked her in the eye. For a few minutes, everything was silent. Until, of course, Ackers lifted his trainer and threw her against the wall.
"AIYAH!" Terra screamed. She fainted from the force of the impact. Agatha gasped. She grabbed the Master Ball from the floor and hit Ackers on the side of the head. He went into the ball, unwillingly. Everyone knows that's what you do when any Pokemon gets out of hand. You smack them on the head and they faint. Or, if you're dealing with a trained Pokemon, you hit them on the head with their Pokeball.
Agatha sighed. "Foolish girl. Powerful Pokemon like this will not listen right away. They need time." And time is what we will give them.
---A VISIT TO THE HOSPITAL AND 3 WEEKS LATER…---
The warp tile hummed to life, attracting the woman's attention. She looked up and grabbed a Pokeball, expecting a new face to appear above the warp tile to challenge her, but she saw a familiar one instead. She saw Terra, the short ten year old that beat her three years ago. She had grown and looked like she was in pain.
Sabrina stood and walked over to the 13 year old. "What are you doing here, Terra?" Sabrina asked, her green hair swishing behind her.
Terra looked up. "I need help. Big time." She stepped up to the gym leader and said, "I've got a really strong psychic Pokemon that I can't control."
Sabrina raised an eyebrow. Everyone knew that in order to properly train a psychic Pokemon, you must have a mental connection with them. ((if you're clueless, watch the Sabrina series on Pokemon. Episodes 122-124 in the first season!)) Most people didn't know how to do this. Which makes sense that Terra, a very independent girl, would come for help. "Okay… what is this strong Pokemon of yours?"
"A Mewtwo."
Sabrina blinked. "Is there such a thing as a Mewtwo?"
Terra nodded. "I can even show you." She grabbed the Master Ball from her Poke-Belt. It's a device that is designed to hold Pokeballs so that they're easy to grab in a battle. "Go, Ackers!" she said as she threw the Master Ball in the air. It spun for a bit and then opened, revealing Ackers the Mewtwo. And he did NOT look happy.
Ackers growled and was going to throw Terra back into the wall when he noticed the other person in the room: Sabrina.
"What's going on here?" Ackers asked, scratching his head. Sabrina sort of jumped at the fact that this giant floating cat with a funny tail was talking.
"It talks!" she exclaimed. Not a good idea.
Ackers was now very, VERY angry. "I am NOT an it! I am Me; Ruler of the Cave! King of the Cave Minions! And Ruler of COOKIES!" At this, Ackers pulled out a cookie and started eating it. Sabrina just stared. Terra backed away slowly as to not attract attention.
"Whoa." Was all that Sabrina could manage. Ackers just stared at Sabrina, confused. Why am I here? And who's the person with green hair? Ackers pondered over these questions until it occurred to him to use his amazing Mewtwo-ee mind to read hers. So, he did.
In Sabrina's mind, he found her name and her specialty; Psychic Pokemon. Aren't I a psychic Pokemon? Ackers asked himself. I think I am. … I should free my Psychic brethren. And he would have if he had not been shoved out of Sabrina's mind by reality.
"I could put you two in a Psychic Training course." Sabrina said.
Terra jumped as she was about one foot away from the warp tile. Ackers jumped because the cruelness that is reality scared him out of his mind. "T-that will be fine!" Terra replied. Ackers sort of floated over to a window. Yes, Sabrina has a window in her weird gym thingie. Believe it or not.
Sabrina stood and said, "Good! You two can start right away!"
Ackers froze. "Dibida WHA?" he asked, shocked to find out that he had no say in things. "How come I can't decide what happens to me? I'm smart! I'm smarter than THAT idiot!" Ackers said, pointing at Terra. She squeaked and ran for her life. "I should have a say in what happens in my life!" He glared at Sabrina. "I shouldn't listen to you! You're a… a… a…" Ackers then realized that he did not have an insult prepared, which happens very rarely. "… a… ZWAX UNGULTIGER DATENTYP FUR!" Ackers screamed, thinking of something totally random. ((Don't ask. PLEASE don't ask! For the love of pickles, DON'T ASK!)) Sabrina stared at Ackers blankly.
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"So, I just think about the spoon bending?"
"Yeah."
Ackers sighed. No one had taken his outburst seriously. He and Terra were in a beginners' class. She was mastering the art of bending spoons. He was watching and making his spoon (which he sculpted into a Raichu) float five feet above the ground. Terra was staring at the spoon. Ackers was staring at the ceiling. And this went on for five minutes. Then Terra started glaring at the spoon.
"Stupid spoon…" she muttered. "Bend, damn it! BEND!" She focused on the spoon, trying to reach a weird part of her mind that she felt but didn't understand. Eventually the spoon bent just a little bit. Terra gasped. "I did it! Yay!" She jumped for joy, chanted "I did it! I did it!" over and over again, and held up the spoon and danced. Ackers was lifting his mangled spoon into the air when this happened. But because of the distraction, Ackers dropped the spoon. When the spoon hit the marble floor, it made a LARGE amount of noise.
Ackers glared at Terra, who noticed that she was bothering him. Terra gulped. Ackers glared. Terra squeaked. Ackers growled. Terra ran. Ackers laughs. Sabrina kicks. Ackers yelps. Terra laughs. Ackers glares. It goes on.
To make a long story short, Ackers and Terra bonded, yet Ackers still had his mean moments. The end!
Sorry to make this disappointing. But I needed it done. Next up is shot TWO at the Elite Four!