Author's note: OKAY, before we get started, we just got to go over some business… I'd like to start out by thanking razmacka, SairentoNeko, and Savannah for reviewing. Y'all are amazing! (hands out goody bags to you three) Of course, I still love my other readers too! (hands out cookies) Now all of you readers are my friends, and I love you all, like I said, but as my friends, you'd tell me if this story was poorly written, wouldn't you? Please R&R! Thank you all again, and welcome to The Curse of the Weremon! Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Pokemon. If I did, Team Rocket would get much more screen time, and there would be much more episodes about them, especially James. I don't own Jeff the killer either, and I certainly don't own any dead babies….
Chapter three: Make it Double
"AAAHAHAHA!" Jessie laughed out loud. She had just finished checking out at the grocery store and could finally head back to their campsite. "Take that, stupid grocery store! No grocery challenge is too much for JESSIE!" She walked outside and saw Meowth running back and forth looking for something. He saw Jessie and ran right up to her, panting like a dog, or a cat, since he is a cat Pokémon.
"Jess… help…" he panted. He was so out of breath he couldn't talk.
"Meowth, calm down! What happened?" Jessie asked. Meowth looked like he had seen a ghost or something much worse, like Jeff the killer eating dead babies…
"I left him! I just left him with dat thing!" Meowth shouted. He was shaking hard.
"Left who with what?!" Jessie was concerned for her pokemon friend, but annoyed at his vague way of talking when he got scared.
"I left Jimmy with dat monster!" Meowth said finally.
"What monster?!" Jessie was scared now, but she didn't let it show. She was strong. Suddenly, the twerps ran up to Jessie.
"Jessie! Did you hear the news!?"Ash asked.
"What?" Jessie asked rudely. She didn't have time for this, something was happening to James. Misty looked furious again.
"We're TRYING to HELP you!" she shouted. Brock shushed her.
"We just wanted you to know that a monster is running lose around the forest which is conveniently located near this town and there are warnings everywhere and we weren't sure if you heard," he said. Jessie's face dropped. She looked at Meowth, who nodded solemnly. Jessie muttered a small thanks and followed Meowth into the forest.
"What was that about?" Ash asked. Brock shrugged, and Misty suddenly looked frightened. She looked at Brock, then Ash, her face was twisted in fear as if she had seen something like Jeff the killer eating dead babies.
"What if that thing got James?" she asked. Ash and Brock looked at each other. "Well… I'm sure he's okay!" he said, looking after Jessie. Brock and Misty's gazes followed.
Jessie smashed through the forest, following Meowth. She ducked and jumped expertly and didn't trip once. She ran with intense focus, as if she had been doing this her entire life. It was like that super human strength that you suddenly got when someone you loved needed help. Like those stories about mothers lifting cars when their children were trapped under them or whatever. James' screaming got louder. After what seemed like hours, but was probably less than two minutes, Jessie emerged into the clearing where they had set up their campsite. Her jaw dropped at the scene before her.
It was the most frightening thing that Jessie, Meowth, James, and even the monster had ever seen in their entire lives. It was crazy violent, and even more violent and frightening then Jeff the killer eating dead babies. It was so violent, that halfway through writing the scene out; the author broke down in tears and cried for a few hours all alone in a dark corner. Then she erased it all and decided to write something less mental scarring, barf inducing and gut wrenchingly terrifying, by not explaining the scene in detail and just writing this instead. The humungous monster was crouched above James. Tears were rolling down his face. He painfully turned and looked at Jessie. He had the look in his eyes. That hurt, desperate, helpless look. Suddenly, Jessie was filled with determination. She was not going to let James get eaten by this monster, even if it meant her death.
"Go, ARBOK!" she shouted.
"Chh- aaaaaarbok!" it cried as it flew towards the monster. The monster looked up, and effortlessly smacked Arbok away. Arbok hit the ground with a dull thump. Jessie remembered that she had James' Pokémon, and threw their pokeballs.
"Weezing, Victreebell, GO!" she cried. Both of them, and Meowth charged at the monster, only to be slapped away like Arbok had been. The monster seemed to be having a good time. Suddenly, the monster looked incredibly scared, as if it had seen (you'll never guess) Jeff the killer eating dead babies. It looked towards the east in time to see the sun rising. As the bright rays hit the monster's skin, it screamed a horrible, painful scream and it fainted over. Jessie felt tears running down her face as she screamed, "Go get Nurse Joy and take care of that thing while I take James to the hospital!" to Meowth.
(Sorry this was so short. The next chapter will be up soon!)