All right, the next chapter is up starting now! I still need tons of characters, so if you are interested, PLEASE send me some. Noiro belongs to Koi. Kori belongs to DFFgarlandsplot. Ingo, Emmet, and Pokémon belong to Nintendo. Thanks and remember to R&R.
Pokémon: Schatten der Vergangenheit
Chapter 2: Jäger
It was snowing when the three left the station, much to Itzal's pleasure. His crimson eyes glittered at the falling snowflakes, reflecting from the light. Ingo shivered and sighed,
"I hate the cold,…" he mumbled as he wrapped his Subway coat tighter around his body. Itzal sneezed, just realizing how cold in actually was outside. Emmet chuckled,
"It's really cold, huh? Do you have a coat?" Itzal shook his head, his teeth chattering. Emmet gasped.
"Really? Well…" he grabbed his brother, and forced his arms around the boy. Ingo blushed,
"What are you doing Emmet?" Emmet smiled,
" Well… Itzal was cold and your coat's warmer than mine. That and the fact that he seems to like black." Itzal flushed, as Ingo glared at his brother.
"How am I supposed to walk home with him under my jacket?" Emmet cupped his chin,
"I didn't think about that…" Ingo shoved the boy out of his grasp,
"Well… He can warm up once we get home…" He walked off with Emmet following behind. Itzal stood for a few moments unsure of what he should do. It was then his stomach whined, he sighed. Mewtwo would flip if he knew he had run off, but he was too cold and half starved to care. He followed up after the twins, not realizing that someone was following.
Itzal made himself at home quickly, jumping on the couch and curling into the blankets. Emmet smiled and rustled the boy's white hair,
"I hope that'll warm you up, Itzal." Itzal looked up curious at the man's behavior,
"Why are you being so nice to me, mister?" The man flashed another smile,
"You remind me of my own son… He left on his own journey, recently…" Itzal curled tighter into the blankets, not sure what to say. His stomach had something to say, however, as it growled loudly again. Emmet chuckled as he sat on the couch,
"Akira was the same way when we found him… Half starved." Itzal snuggled into the blankets,
"Your son?" Emmet nodded.
"Yep. He was much younger than you however. How old are you Itzal?" The boy sniffed,
13…" The man smiled,
"You're still pretty young. Akira was nine when we found him." Itzal stared off, thinking about his past. Emmet took notice to this and asked,
" Are you O.K.?" Itzal snapped out of it,
"Yeah! Yeah…" Emmet looked at the boy,
"You don't sound alright…" Before Itzal could reply Ingo popped through the doorway,
" Dinner's ready." Itzal sniffed the aroma, his stomach growling audibly. Emmet nudged the boy into the kitchen,
"Don't be shy! Come on!" Itzal was surprised by the man enthusiasm, unsure of how to react. Itzal sat down as Ingo placed a plate of food in front of him. The boy stared at the plate almost unsure of what to do. Ingo raised an eyebrow, and Emmet smiled and said.
"You can it eat it. It's alright." Itzal looked at his food once more and started to dig in.
Itzal sighed in satisfaction, rubbing his now full stomach. He had managed to finish four helpings, much to Ingo and Emmet's surprise. He hiccupped,
"That was delicious… Can I have dessert?" Ingo looked at him with curiosity as he picked up the plates,
"Still hungry? I am still amazed that someone else has a bottomless stomach like Akira…" Itzal burped,
"You always have room for dessert…" Ingo smiled slightly as he went to go get Itzal some. Itzal finished his dessert and let out other sigh,
"That was amazing! Couldn't eat another bite…" Emmet ruffled the boy's hair,
"That's good. You sounded hungry." Itzal belched,
"That what I get for eating only a Rage Candy Bar for dinner every night…" Emmet frowned,
"That's all you had? For how many days? "Itzal cupped his chin.
"A week or so… I don't know…" Emmet's gray eyes widened.
"You can't be serious! Didn't you eat any other meals?" Itzal shook his head.
"I've been traveling with my… teacher and he didn't have money…" Ingo spoke up,
"What kind of teacher doesn't feed a child?" Itzal chuckled nervously, Mewtwo was a Pokémon and he was serious when it came to their mission. Emmet asked more questions,
"What are you doing so far away from home? More importantly where have you been staying?" Itzal yawned,
"Too many questions…" He patted his stomach.
"I'm going to take a nap to digest this food… Night." He cuddled into the couch and was soon snoring softly. Emmet frowned, he was happy that he managed to feed the boy a nice meal, but was he being abused by his teacher? Did he run away from home and was stealing to survive? Where was this teacher of his? Questions filled his head, as he sat next to the boy. Ingo stood next to the couch staring at the boy, as if analyzing him. Ingo had to admit that it was curious that he was wearing all black; many children wouldn't wear all black. Suddenly a thought donned on the man, he turned to his brother a shocked expression on his face. Emmet looked at his brother,
"What's wrong?" Ingo eyes widened,
" I think… This boy's apart of Team Rocket…" Emmet looked at him,
"You can't be serious… He's just a kid…" Ingo shook his head,
"Age doesn't matter to them… Noiro told me once…" Emmet frowned and looked at the boy,
"Let's see what Noiro has to say about him then. She's coming home soon…"
A sudden knock on the door startled them, and Ingo got up to answer it. He opened the door and nearly dodged out of the way of an incoming Ice Beam. To the twins' surprise, there was a Glalie floating outside their door. The Pokémon fired another beam of ice; the target this time was the couch. Before either man could react, the Ice Beam hit, but a flame burst through the blanket, causing the Glalie to dodge. Ingo turned back to the couch and saw that Itzal had guarded himself with a Chandelure. A sharp icy voice broke the silence.
"Cursed Child! I have found you!" The figure approached to reveal a boy with icy blue hair, short and spiked up like icicles. He wore a light blue T-Shirt with the phrase "Cold as Ice" written across the chest. He wore faded blue jeans and black combat boots. Itzal frowned behind his Chandelure's ghostly flames,
"You again? Can't you get a life?" The other boy scoffed,
"Once you lead me to Team Rocket… Then we can talk!" It was Itzal's turn to scoff,
"I don't know where they are! Just leave me alone, Kori!" The boy, Kori frowned and ordered an attack to his Glalie,
"Blizzard!" Itzal gulped,
"Enfer! Overheat!" The Chandelure glared at his foe and obeyed spraying a massive amount of heat through out the radius. The twins flinched from the heat along with the boy, his Glalie taking the hit. As Kori was distracted, Itzal released Zephyr and jumped on. The trio flew off leaving Kori to chase them. Itzal scoffed as Kori pulled out his Altaria, chasing after them. Zephyr managed to dodge the first couple shots of Dragon Breath, but Itzal didn't know if he could dodge anymore. A sudden slice of psychic energy pierced behind Zephyr and almost hit the Altaria. Mewtwo made his way in front of Zephyr, protecting the boy. Itzal grinned,
"Mewtwo!" Mewtwo turned his head,
"Move it, boy! While I back you up!" Itzal nodded as he left Kori to deal with Mewtwo.
It was much later before Mewtwo returned, and he was far from happy. Itzal gulped and shrank, he wasn't really prepared for his scolding. The genetically made Pokémon stared the boy down.
"What were you thinking? Just running around like that without me!" Itzal flinched,
"S-Sorry, Mewtwo… I was just…" Mewtwo snapped,
"Not thinking, I'm sure! Just be lucky I found you before someone else…" He turned, leaving the boy to sulk behind him. Itzal sighed; he had to admit that being in a heated home with dinner on the table was much nicer than what he signed up for.
Sorry it's been so long since my last update, just busy being Christmas and whatnot. I hope you've enjoyed so far and continue to read more! Thanks and R & R~