Chapter 5
Shiori: I don't own Pokemon. I wish I did, but I don't. I only own the main character.
Instead of being intimidated by the growling beast, I growled right back in a low, animalistic growl. I heard a voice and the Houndoom backed off so I assumed it was safe to sit up. Before I could, however, a black boot stepped firmly on to my chest so I couldn't get up. "Looks like we caught the Aqua member causing a ruckus and disrupting our mission. What do you have to say for yourself, brat?!" came the gruff voice of whoever was stepping on me.
"Save your breath," I spat back, "I'd never be a part of Team Aqua for good reasons, and what reason do I have to disrupt innocent Pokemon?" I felt the foot on my chest lift off a little, but then the pressure was back, but with much more force than before. He applied so much pressure, in fact, that I accidentally let out a yelp, ruining my tough attitude. I realized he was kneeling down, so I tried to get him off balance but was unable to.
Now that he was closer to my face, he took his foot off of me and used his hands to hold my shoulders down. I looked directly into his eyes as he asked, "And how exactly am I supposed to believe you? I know for a fact that Team Aqua is full of liars. Why don't you try to convince me by telling me those "reasons" you'd never be an Aqua member."
Trying to get my composure was hard due to the fact that I was staring straight into the crimson eyes of this man, but I did it and managed to harden my rainbow coloured iris and white eyed gaze. Before I could speak, however, I felt the sickening feeling of dread in my stomach when I heard a frighteningly familiar voice. "Because if she did, I wouldn't have stabbed her, Magma commander Homura," came the unforgettable voice of the woman from Rusturf tunnel.
I felt the man that I assumed was Homura loosen his grip on my shoulders and pull me to my feet, but he didn't let go of me. Instead, he inspected me for a stab wound and, sure enough, found the place in my shoulder where I had been impaled. He turned to face the woman but still held my right arm in a tight grip even as I tried to pry him off. "Quit struggling, brat. I'll take care of team Aqua and then you," he growled at me, releasing an angry looking Crobat. "Crobat, use hypnosis and then smokescreen!" Homura commanded his Pokemon.
As soon as everything went hazy, I felt him drag me out of the area and started seeing a brighter light. The haze had long since been left, but I still couldn't tell where we were. I could see a metal contraption that looked a lot like a drill, and noticed that was where I was being taken. A new panic in me made it so I tried to struggle out of Homura's grip, but we got to the drill thing before I could even remotely loosen his grip.
Most likely fed up with my feeble struggles, he slammed me against the side of the machine. Now that there was more light, I could see that he was wearing a red hoodie with horns on the hood and a mountain-shaped M on the front of it. The hoodie as about half the length of a normal one and underneath he had a black shirt. He had grey pants that went to just bellow his knees with two white rings on the right leg and odd red things on his legs just above his black boots. He had the same red things on his arm. His facial expression looked to be that of pure rage, his crimson eyes seething. "I thought I told you to stop struggling! Now, explain yourself before I let Mighteyenna and Houndoom have a little afternoon snack," he yelled at me, getting frighteningly close to my face.
Instead of my shy, quiet, reserved self showing and me just explaining, I kicked him and booked it as soon as he released my arm. I ran for a few minutes before I found the exit. I ran to the Pokemon center, but I nearly crashed into a man with silver hair and a suit. Muttering a quick sorry, I hurriedly ran to the pokemon center, dropped off the letter, and ran off to find Mr. Briney. With that, we went off on the journey to Slateport so I could deliver the package from Devon to the captain.
About an hour later, we arrived in Slateport and Mr. Briney left, telling me to call him if I ever needed help. With that, I walked off, the wind blowing my oddly coloured hair. During the ride to Slateport, I had a hyper spell and it was kind of still going on, so instead of walking away from Mr. Briney's boat, I bounced away.
A/N: That's all. Sorry it took so long to type. Now I've gotta go find a song for my dance assignment. I'll try to update again soon, but with school, it might not happen in a timely manner. R&R, bye.