The Battle Club

Chapter Six

-Caho & Tsami-

1:03 A.M.

Mysterious Forest Building

Grant sneaked as quietly as he could through the forest, following Chester's footprints. He stepped in every one, his larger feet overlapping the younger boy's. He marveled at the expertise of the steps, each placed in a perfect spot where no sound was made. The prints had been hard to see at first, but they became easier to see with the appearance of a light through the trees.

It wasn't long before he found what Chester had been talking about. The tall barbed wire fence and six guard towers lined the rim of the valley that held the tower. The searchlight burned into the forest at every side. Grant found the gate and the elevator, and a plan formed in his mind.

He retraced his footsteps back into the forest a ways, and then sent out Charizard. He hopped onto the Pokemon's back, and they took off. The moon was a small sliver hidden behind clouds, and Grant used this to his advantage. His Charizard climbed high into the sky, and then he gave a command.

"I want to dive down into that valley. However, that searchlight can't see us."

His Charizard obeyed. He tucked in his wings, calculated a moment, and then streaked down toward his target. His speed steadily increased, and Grant tucked himself closer in, trying to become as Aerodynamic as possible. They dropped like a rock, then faster than a rock. Grant's eyes streamed, but then suddenly, they were through. Charizard opened his wings, and they landed on the roof of the building.

"Good job, Charizard," Grant said, returning the Pokemon to its Pokeball. He then ran over to the elevator shaft, and luckily, the elevator was at the bottom. Without waiting another second, he jumped.

While he fell down the shaft, he grabbed a Pokeball. "Raichu, I need you!" The Electric Mouse appeared, falling beside him. "When I say now, I need you to use Agility to grab me and move up. Then, we'll fall a short ways to the roof of the elevator. Understand?"

The Pokemon nodded.

He waited until the top of the elevator was right in front of him.

"N-"

Raichu moved as soon as he heard Grant made a sound. They shot up a few feet in the air, and then dropped about ten feet to the top of the elevator.

"Thanks, Raichu." He sent the Pokemon back, and opened the top of the elevator. He dropped in with a soft thud onto the floor, and he pressed the door button.

5:23 A.M.

Unknown Mountain Range

A very old man shuffled through the blinding blizzard holding a rusty old shovel. Beside him waddled two Piloswine, who pulled behind them a small cart, it's contents covered with a tarp. When the Piloswine or the cart became stuck, he would mumble to himself and dig them out with a shovel, patting the Pokemon on the side whenever he could to reassure them.

It took a long time, but he finally made his way to a cabin under an enormous cliff face on one of the mountains. A small stream of smoke came from the chimney, signaling that someone was there. He unhitched the Piloswine, and they made their way to a cave that led into the cliff face. The old man grabbed a few things from the cart, mainly food items, and opened the door.

The cabin provided warm relief from the blizzard, a fire burning in a mantle. "Tsami, are you there?" His lipped cracked when he spoke, because they had been closed for the majority of the journey.

"Ah, Caho, you're home!" Tsami was a very old woman, and she trudged out of the only room connected to the cabin. "I've made your favorite soup out of what we had left. Come now, dear!"

Caho smiled and slapped his gloves together, causing the snow to come off in clouds of dust.

"Dear, did the Piloswine manage well on the journey?" Tsami asked, a worried look on her face as she walked into the back room. "They are getting rather old."

"We'll worry when they're as old as us, dear. They were as dependable as always, bless their souls." Caho replied with a warm smile. He followed her into the back, where she grabbed a ladle and a bowl and scooped some runny soup into the bowl for Caho to eat. He took the bowl, tipped it up to his mouth, and quietly sipped, letting the warmth fill his body.

"Dear, I'll go out and fetch some more of the supplies. You stay here, and feel free to grab some more soup."

"Oh, Tsami... What would I do without you?" He gave her another warm smile before she left the room, a twinkle in his eye.

Tsami and Caho had lived up in the mountains for as long as either of them could remember. There had never been any other people there, and the only interaction Caho had ever had with others was when he went to the village many miles away once every six months to get supplies.

The villagers would always tell Caho to move in with them, that it was dangerous by yourself in the mountain and that he was getting old. But Caho always refused, saying that they loved the mountains too much, and that they would rather die there than leave. He always picked up a few stories that he could tell to Tsami, so that she too could know what the outside world was like.

Tsami came back into the room in a second, carrying a large basket full of food. "Dear, I went out to get the vegetables for the next few months, but I noticed the Piloswine were standing outside of their cave making an abominable ruckus... I'm afraid of what might be in there..."

"I'm willing to wager that it's just some Sneasel, they like to make their nests there while the Piloswine are away. I'll go shoo it out, no matter."

"Thank you Caho, I'm sorry to disturb your meal."

He kissed her on the cheek. "You don't have to be sorry for anything." He trudged out into the snow once again, and went over to the cave. The Piloswine were indeed stomping around nervously outside their cave. "Shh, shh... It's okay. I'll shoo out the nasty Sneasel," he cooed as he rubbed their backs. After they were calm, he walked slowly into the cave.

Instead of the Sneasel, however, there was a girl wearing a black shirt and a white skirt, shivering violently and covered in blood.

1:10 A.M.

Inside the Mysterious Forest Building

Grant crept silently down the hallway. Oddly enough, he had not encountered a single person. After seeing a map in the wall, he had decided to head toward the area labeled: 'Production'.

Suddenly, he heard voices and footsteps. He dashed over to an air vent, sent out his Muk, and whispered something. It quickly covered the air vent, and then pulled away, taking off the cover with him. Grant dove inside, the Muk put the cover back on, and was returned to its Pokeball.

"How goes the production? He is asking me more and more to increase productivity, but before that happens, I want to make sure that what is being produced is quality." A woman's voice echoed through the hallway.

They were walking closer, and Grant pulled in his breath, not moving at all.

"Do not worry, ma'am. Every product is double-checked twice for quality. There has not been a single problem for several months." A man's voice echoed through the hallway now.

"I suppose I could give the order for more, but I just want to be sure. We know all too well what happens when things go wrong."

"Indeed, ma'am. I completely agree."

"We'll give it one more month for no errors, and then we increase production by 1.5x."

"Good plan. I'll inform the Foremen and get the proper supplies ordered," said the man, and he walked back to where the two had come from.

The woman, however, stopped in front of the air vent. She put her wrist up to her face and pressed a button on the watch. "Inside security, I want patrols again. Watchtowers noticed a streak of fire earlier tonight, and I want to make sure nobody sneaked in."

The crackling reply came. "Yes ma'am. We'll have a few men patrol the entire place consistently, and then have a thorough check of each room."

"Spectaclar," she replied, and then walked off.

"I guess I'm sticking to the air vents," Grant thought miserably.

A few minutes later

Inside the Mysterious Forest Building

Muk opened the cover once more, and Grant slipped out into the production room.

A small square box slid into the room on a conveyer belt. A man grabbed a tube, and attached it to a small opening at the top of the box. The tube glowed a purple color, and the man held it in place. For five minutes, the tube pumped into the box, making the box itself glow purple.

Then he was finished. The tube stopped glowing, and he pressed a green button. The conveyer belt moved, taking the box out of the room, and moving a new one in.

Grant noticed a small device near the man. He held it up to the box, and it took a second to scan. Then, he put the device down, and began working on the next box.

Grant sent out his Raichu, the noise of the release being masked over the humming that filled the room from the conveyer mechanism and the tube. He pointed to the device, and then pointed to himself, and Raichu smiled.

The electric mouse ran over to the counter, and readied himself. He used Agility to quickly grab the device and return to Grant in a flash. Grant grabbed his PokeGear and opened a small pouch on his bag, and grabbed two tiny chips, both of them completely clear. He attached one to the device and one to his PokeGear, and they blended in immediately.

With that, he gave the device back to Raichu, who quickly returned it. Then he climbed back into the air vent, Muk closing it behind him.

Far back in the air vent he took out his PokeGear again and turned it on. He scrolled down to 'Exterior Devices, (3)' Which held three files, 'Oak's Crap', 'KNC', and now, 'Unamed Exterior Device'. He selected 'Unamed Exterior Device', and examined the files.

It was a list of Pokemon.

Thousands and thousands of Pokemon.

"Tropius, Wooper, Stunfisk, Kirlia, Wooper, Quagsire, Quagsire, Deino, Cinccino, Poliwrath, Cinccino, Wooper, Wooper, Treecko, Treecko, Jolteon, Primeape, Victreebel, Kingler, Golbat, Zubat, Krabby, Duosion, Mankey, Oddish, Oddish, Gligar, Happiny... Why is this a list of Pokemon?" Grant wondered to himself.

He quickly made his was back to where he had originally entered the air ducts, and slipped out. Grant turned around, and almost walked into the woman who had been talking earlier.

"So. Our complex was invaded by a boy," she muttered. "Guards, I've found him."

A horde of men came around the corner, and pulled out Pokeballs, glaring at Grant.

"Oh, is this your complex? I'm sorry, I just fell in here off of my Charizard, and I decided to see if I could find a gift shop. Very cool searchlight up there, and I wanted something to remember it by."

"Do you think you're clever boy? I have you surrounded, and you're trying to joke your way out of trouble."

"So I'm in trouble?"

She glared at him.

"Look. I just want out of here. If you let me go, then there won't be any trouble," Grant persuaded.

"Well, first I'd like you to hand over your bag and Pokemon and empty your pockets," she sneered. "For the sake of not causing trouble."

Grant sighed, and grabbed his Pokeballs. "Fine. For the sake of not causing trouble, here's my Pokemon JUSTKIDDINGSNORLAX, GO!" He began to hand his Pokeballs over, but quickly grabbed one and sent out his Snorlax. "ROLLOUT!"

His Snorlax curled up into a ball and barreled down the hallway towards the guards. They all dived frantically out of the way, and Grant sprinted down the hallway as fast as he could.

With his Snorlax clearing the way, he ran, looking at his PokeGear occasionally. However, in one of the hallways, an Omastar stood in the middle. Grant figured he would run it over, but then, something strange happened.

"Omastar! Shadow Storm!" The Omastar let loose a whirling tornado that slammed into Snorlax and sent the Pokemon flying backwards, barely missing Grant.

As Grant returned Snorlax to his Pokeball as the woman rounded the corner, an Armaldo at her side.

"You're trapped. And, you've caused the trouble you so badly wanted to avoid. Your punishment will be severe. Now, hand over your Pokeballs." She demanded.

"Nope!" Grant smiled, and then grabbed another Pokeball, sending out Charizard. "There's always a way out."

"Young man, you are surrounded, with no way out. No air vents to sneak around in."

"I'm not surrounded! What are you talking about? Also, I don't know what attack that Omastar used, but I intend to find out just what you're all up to. Charizard, Inferno, and aim it toward freedom!"

The woman's eyes widened.

Charizard aimed toward the ceiling, and a light grew in its throat. Then, a fiery vortex streaked toward the roof, and it grew in size and strength. When the attack ended, a smoldering hole was in the top of the building, and Grant and Charizard were flying through it.

"I'LL BE BACK, DON'T WORRY!" He shouted.

Down at the building, the woman glared at the quickly disappearing tail flame of the Charizard. "He may have escaped for now, but I know his face. And nobody ever crosses me and escapes for good." She grabbed one of her PokeBalls. "Archeops, come out!"

12:07 P.M.

Lilycove City

"Ma'am, you need to wait until we are ready to start letting the passengers ashore!"

"DO YOU REALLY THINK I CARE?" Samantha yelled, pushing the crewman out of the way. She jumped up on the railing and dove thirty feet into the water. Then, she swam over to the docks and pulled herself up, sopping wet and angry.

Stunned dockworkers looked at her in confusion. She ignored them and stormed down the dock and into Lilycove City.

After she had called Grant, she had called Professor Oak, who had arranged one of his colleagues' assistants to meet with her. The department store where they were supposed to meet towered over the other buildings, but it was a long ways off, and it took her several minutes to get there. When she finally reached it, she found a young man standing by the doors. He had short brown hair, with green eyes, and he had casual clothes on.

"Are you Zach?" She asked.

The boy looked up. "Yeah, hi Samantha."

"Sam. Call me Sam. So, what's the plan here?"

"Sam, I'm assuming the first thing you want to do is find your Pokemon?" He asked.

"Absolutely."

"Okay. Professor Birch monitors ocean currents around Hoenn, so that he's able to predict what sort of Pokemon will show up where. All for research purposes. However, using the system, and assuming you dropped your Pokeballs in an area where there was a big, unnatural disturbance, then we have already pinpointed the area where your Pokeballs will be."

"Fantastic. The unnatural disturbance would be the big Whilpool that the Dragonite caused. Where are they?" She asked excitedly.

"They're at the bottom of the ocean."

"Fuck."

"Fortunately, there's an HM that Professor Birch gave me that allows Pokemon to dive down to the bottom of the ocean," he replied, grinning at her vulgar language. "The HM for Dive."

"Fantastic! Let's go!"

"Unfortunately, it's illegal to use in Hoenn unless you have seven Hoenn badges."

"How many do you have?" She asked, bracing herself for a bad answer.

"Six."

"Fuck."

He smiled again. "Fortunately again, I was on my way to the seventh gym in Mossdeep City."

"Okay, why do I get the feeling that there's another problem?" Sam asked.

"Well, first of all, I'd like some training from someone with eight badges in another reigon..."

Sam rolled her eyes.

"And secondly, it's across the ocean."

She let out a sigh.

"And finally, the Gym Leaders only accept two challengers at a time, so you're going to have to catch a team and raise them before we can challenge them." He laughed. "So we have a ways to go."

She shook her head. "It couldn't just be easy, now could it?"

"Nope," He said. "Also, the only surfing Pokemon I have is Seadra, so you should prepare to get wet. There's a department store, and here," he explained, tossing her a small pouch, "is some money. I'll meet you at our hotel, the address of which is on a piece of paper in the pouch. Don't worry, we have separate rooms. And, that's Birch's money, so don't feel bad at all about spending every cent. See you later."

"Thanks..." She counted the money, and then walked into the store.

The first thing she did was go up to the clothes and buy a swimsuit and a backpack. Then, she went back downstairs and headed to the main counter.

"I need six PokeBalls, please."

1:13 P.M.

Unknown Mountain Range

Zicks opened her eyes and groaned. It wasn't cold, as she had expected. Instead, it was quite warm, and she felt a soft, fuzzy blanket around her.

"Am I in heaven? Did I die out there in the cold?" She sat up, determined to find out just exactly where she was.

"Oh, Caho, she's up! Come here!" An archaic old woman dressed in furs called out. She then smiled at Zicks and hobbled over. "Lay down, dear, you've several broken bones and lost a lot of blood. And just what exactly where you doing out there in those clothes?"

"I... I escaped..." Zicks mumbled. As her consciousness became clearer, so did the pain. Her body stung everywhere, and she had a huge migraine. Not only that, but there were big pinpoints of sharper, more intense pain in several places in her chest and both of her arms.

"Escaped from what dear?"

"I think it's probably better that you don't know," Zicks explained. Once she had broken free from 1's influence, she had grabbed the chair, smashed the window, and jumped out. "I'm lucky to be alive..."

An old man bustled in. "Hello, girl. It's been a while since we received a visitor... A very long while."

"How close is the nearest city?" Zicks asked, laying down.

"City? I have no idea... But the closest town is only a month's walk away, without the Piloswine."

Zicks' eye twitched. "A month?"

"Yes... He leaves for three months every six months to gather supplies and food." The woman explained. "Such a brave man..."

"So, for half the year he isn't here, and he has to back a long, hard journey to get even food... And you live in a very cold place... Why do you stay?" Zicks asked, completely baffled.

They both laughed. "We've always lived here... We can't imagine living anywhere else." Caho replied. "Tsami here will make you some more solid clothes, and then you can head to the town with me in three months."

"So you just got back?"

"Yes."

"Do you have enough food for me?"

"We'll manage. We always buy extra just in case someone shows up out of nowhere. Tsami called me crazy for preparing, but I knew that someday it would pay off!"

"I suppose you were right, dear... Now we have a visitor, and it's a beautiful young girl! I'm so excited to have company! I'll put on some soup." She hobbled out of the room into one in the back.

"Can we go any earlier than three months?" Zicks pleaded.

"I'm sorry, but to do so would be hazardous by yourself, since you don't know the way and we haven't any maps, and if I went with you then it would be a waste of supplies. I time my travels well, to coincide with the thaws. Everything will be safer if we wait." Caho explained.

"Fine. But I can't guarantee I can stand being in a cabin for three months."

"We'll manage, we'll manage. Tsami has never really had company before, so you'll have to be patient, but we'll ma-" He cut off talking, and both of them were distracted by a Pokemon's call.

"That's a Dragonite... Just like the ones..." Zicks mumbled, remembering who had abducted and imprisoned her.

"Is that a Dragonite? We've always assumed it's the spirit of the mountain, protecting us. It's grown more active in the past few ye-" He cut off again, because the noise was louder.

The cabin remained silent, and Tsami walked back into the room.

"Dear, what's going o-" She began to ask, but the call came again, louder still.

Zicks sat up and threw the covers up. "Do you have somewhere to hide? They're coming for me."

"The cellar?" Caho suggested nervously.

"That's too predictable! Somewhere very secret!" Zicks pleaded, panic evident in her voice.

The call came again, even louder than before.

"Honey, what is going on?" Tsami asked.

"They are coming to find me and take me back! Gah! I'll explain later! Just, hide me!" Zicks hissed.

"Other than the cellar, I can't think of anything..." Caho mumbled.

Tsami sighed. "Come here, dear." She walked over to a Beartic rug and pulled it up, revealing a small trapdoor. "This is where we used to keep all sorts of things, but we had to sell them for supplies long ago. Hide in here, and we won't say a thing about you. However, we deserve an explanation for this."

"Of course, of course," Zicks said, breathing a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much."

She opened up the trapdoor and headed inside.

It was a very small compartment, and she barely fit inside. It was also colder than the hut, but that was what she expected. The trapdoor closed behind her, and she heard the rug rolled back.

"Very good, Tsami... It had been so long I had completely forgotten about that." She heard the muffled compliment from Caho.

She had not hidden a moment too soon. A loud knock came on the cabin door. Zicks heard someone hobble over to the door, and they opened it.

"Tsami! We do have a visitor! What a surprise!"

"Yes, Caho! We haven't had a visitor for a very long time. Come in, come in! Would you like some soup?"

"I'm afraid that I'm not here for good tidings. I only have one question."

It was 1.

"What is it, my dear?"

"Have you, by any chance, seen a young girl with red hair pass through here lately?" 1 asked.

Caho laughed. "Heavens, no! When was the last time we had a visitor Tsami?"

"My my, Caho... It must've been over 40 years ago! I don't even remember who it was, I only remember offering them soup!" Tsami replied. "Speaking of soup, are you sure you wouldn't like some? It's very good, I promise, and we have plenty to spare?"

"Extra soup? Now why would you have that?"

Caho laughed again. "I thought you said one question, missy! However, I always say to Tsami: 'Make some extra soup in case we have a visitor!' It turns out it finally paid off. Are you sure you wouldn't like some?"

"Quite sure," 1 replied after a second, which Zicks assumed she used to sniff the air. "However, if someone does come by the cabin, please give them this message for me: 127, we're surprised you survived the fall. However, your chances of escape are very slim, for in the closest village we have already sent word that you will come, and to capture you alive."

"127? Is it a group of people?"

"Just give the message you old coot. I'll be on my way, and you shouldn't expect to see me again." The door was slammed shut, and the Dragonite call grew farther and farther away.

She heard the rug being pulled up, and Zicks climbed out, rubbing her neck.

Caho and Tsami were staring at her, their jolly and kind expressions replaced with worry.

Zicks sighed. "Sit down. It's a long story."

3:36 P.M.

Aaron's Makeshift Camp

Aaron was able to get up and walk around. He tended to his Arcanine with the Hyper Potions he had in his bag, and his Omastar had found his PokeGear, which was broken and unusable.

However, he was still to hurt to travel.

"Is this the place, Exeggutor?" A boy's voice called out. He and his Pokemon were immediately on high alert.

"The psychic trail ends... Up there? Where could his Alakazam have gone after that?"

"Grant has an Exeggutor... And Grant would come after me using Alakazam's psychic trail after my PokeGear went out." "Grant? Is that you?" He called.

Instead of Grant, Chester with a red fez and an Exeggutor walked out of the trees.

"Oh. Hello Aaron. I'm supposed to find out if you're alive.

Aaron raised an eyebrow. "I'm mostly okay... But I will admit that I was expecting Grant."

"I was traveling here with Grant following your trail, but Grant got sidetracked by a bunch of Pokemon disappearing, so he investigated it and sent me to go on alone. Good to see you're okay, and now we should wait for Grant." Chester said with a smile.

Aaron's eyebrows furrowed. "I did notice the lack of Pokemon around here... but how is he going to find us?"

"I don't know. Doesn't he always come up with really smart plans that work in every situation imaginable?" Chester replied.

"Yeah, I suppose this is Grant we're talking about. Why did he choose you to find me with?"

"I'm his apprentice!"

"Oh, really? Well, while we're waiting, why don't we do some more training?"

Chester's mouth moved, but no words came out.

"Chester? Chester, are you all right?"

"No It's just... You..."

"Yeah, me, what about me?"

"You'll train..."

Aaron nodded, trying to get a full sentence out of the boy.

"Me?" Chester squeaked.

"I just said I would, didn't I?"

"Yeah... But, you?" He squeaked again.

"I don't get what's so hard about this," Aaron stated, plainly confused.

Chester's mouth moved some more without saying anything, and then he finally managed to speak again. "You're like... The Pokemon master!"

Aaron laughed. "I wish I was the Pokemon master. I have yet to challenge the Indigo League, and then there are four more leagues to challenge. But thanks for the compliment, bud."

"LET'S START RIGHT NOW." Chester commanded, his eyes wide with excitement.

"O... Okay..." Aaron stated nervously. "Keep in mind that my training is a bit more intense then Grants. And on that note, never take training from Sam or Zicks."

"Why?"

"Because when they put their mind to something, there is absolutely nothing that can stop them."

"Then how come they aren't as good as you?"

"They're both extremely lazy, and hardly ever train."

"Wait, so are they exactly the same person?" Chester asked, "Because they seem exactly alike!"

"Well, physically, Samantha has more muscle, longer hair, and she's a bit taller. As people, they're pretty much the same, besides the fact that Zicks was always more of a troublemaker, and she was always the lazier of the two. Samantha, however, was always a bit angrier. So, to tell them apart follow these simple rules. Longer hair, taller, and swears more, is Sam. Shorter hair, shorter, and mischief-maker is Zicks. However, in order to tell them apart when they are apart, just avoid saying names until you get used to them, or you may be attacked."

"I see. Well, I just caught this Wooper, so why don't we start by training him up a little?" Chester suggested.

"Excellent!"

2:36 P.M.

Caho and Tsami's Hut

"And that's the entire story, everything that I can think of."

Caho and Tsami were silent. They looked at each other, and then Caho nodded. "So there's a prison up on the mountain, and the people there can mind control?"

Zicks nodded.

Tsami had tears in her eyes. "I can't believe something so terrible is happening so close... I... I... Don't..."

Caho sighed. "It seems that the time has come to leave this place."

Zicks shook her head. "No, no... You shouldn't leave just because of what I've said, if you've lived here your entire lives..."

"Zicks, this will give you a chance to escape, too. However, in order to make sure we survive, we still have to leaves in three months with the thaw."

"I don't want to live near something so horrible, anyway..." Tsami said. "I can't believe that this mountain is such an evil palce!"

"Are you sure?" Zicks asked.

"Absolutely..." Caho said. "We'll have to reinforce the cart and find some more Piloswine to carry it."

"Do you have any PokeBalls?" Zicks asked. "I could catch some..."

Caho and Tsami stared at her blankly. "You wait until I finish your clothes to leave this house, dear. Additionally, we'll have to do something about the fact that there will be three of us in the village, and Caho has only ever talked about two." Caho said. "And what in the world are PokeBalls?"

"Never mind... Do you have any apricorns?"

"Absolutely! Tsami has collected apricorns since... Well, I can't remember when. I always bring them from the town. We have a huge supply in the back!"

"Do you need them?"

Tsami laughed. "I suppose it'll be painful to part with them, but I don't need them for anything, and they'll be useless cargo on the trip."

Zicks sighed. "You work on those clothes, and I'll work on the apricorns. I'll get you some Piloswine in no time." Then, she closed her eyes. "I guess that old Kurt was good for something after all."

"I'll go out and start working on the cart." Caho stated, putting on his heavy clothes.

Zicks turned to find Tsami staring at her.

"What is it?" Zicks asked nervously.

"Oh, it's just your hair... You're such a beautiful young woman... And I can't help but think they've sent along a description of you as well. We'll have to disguise you for the trip into town."

"How do you plan to do that?"

"Oh, well, when I was a bit vainer, I always kept hair dyes and skin oils and such that I used to try and keep myself beautiful. I still have plenty, and I could probably use some to make you look like a different person."

Zicks smiled. "I would appreciate that."

She headed to the back, and opened the cupboard. Hundreds and hundreds of apricorns of all colors lined the shelves.

"Dammit, tools..." She muttered. "Oh, well, I'll ask Tsami... Shouldn't take long."

Zicks quickly set to work with the pot, hammer, and paint that Tsami happily provided.

I think that can be considered a chapter well done, I worked the whole day on this (pretty much since I got up) But don't worry, it's about as much time as I would've put in anyway. I just had a burst of inspiration this time. Also, I felt guilty for how little I had done, and the breaks between chapters before this one.

Also, I'm making every chapter longer than the next until I find a length that I'm happy with. Sooo yeah. Expect longer reads? Maybe?

Review please? It really does help me get motivated. I'm sorry if it's annoying of me to ask.

Expect another chapter sometime within this next week, although don't be too disappointed if nothing shows up... Knowing me...

Also, POKEMON BLACK2WHITE2 OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG I REALLY SHOULD GROW OUT OF THESE BUT OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!