The Thief, The Friend, The Victim, and The Savior
Chapter 5
Author's Notes: Well here it is, chapter 5. And I bet you thought I'd never get it up because me updating is like an event comparable to Haley's Comet: It occurs only every eighty-something years. At least, I think. I'm not going to look it up. Really. Correct me in my reviews astronomy wizards! And without further a due, I present chapter five!
That's it… Only a little farther… The rain had stopped, but it had done nothing to help improve Dawn's health. He had seen what looked like the entrance to a Ratatta den. It was the type that his dad had taught him to recognize for when he went hunting in Ilex Forest. With more and more effort, he began to float himself along, his ghostly tail dragging across the ground. His stomach was beginning to go numb form the hunger. He was afraid death may not be so far off. There had to be someone in there… Only a little farther… That's it… Keep dragging yourself along…
Hombre sat peacefully, curled up on a park bench and enjoying the beautiful sunlight that came with the day. When he felt himself dosing off, he shook his head in order to keep himself awake. He figured that his alleyways would be the best place to rest anyway. He couldn't let himself fall asleep in the middle of the park.
Hombre leapt quite a distance off of the old public bench, and headed for the park exit after landing softly in the waving grass. Hombre was actually a bit bored, he realized with surprise as he entered a back street. Maybe should try something a bit… rash, in order to rock the boat.
As Hombre thought about this, he walked down the street entered a wide alleyway. This one had an unusual architecture, seeing as how the sun was able to shine right over the smaller building that made up the alley (which reeked of something foul). This alleyway was not dark, but flooded with bright light.
A small splash sounded behind Hombre, causing his reflexes to kick in. He whirled around and came practically nose to nose with a very angry-looking Kabutops.
"Aaaaaargh!!!" The Kabutops gave a mighty slash with one of his scythe-like claws. Hombre barely had time to react as he leapt backward to avoid the deadly blow, which had been aimed directly at his head.
"Who are you!?" Hombre cried out. He was breathing heavily from the scare of having a Kabutops almost decapitate him.
"I think you mean us." A soft but piercing voice sounded throughout the alleyway. A bright flash a blue light appeared behind Hombre, and now he was boxed in, thanks to the Kabutops from before, as well as a Gallade.
"What do you guys want?" Hombre inquired, being wary of his front as well as his behind.
"Scarr… He sent us to find you, and we finally have." The Gallade's mystifying voice echoed again. "You were a tricky one to find, Hombre. You really need to stop moving around so much. It can be very confusing for us."
"Fine, I'll accept the fact that Scarr's after me. I already knew that. But what does he want!? He's been after me for all these years and I finally want some answers!" Hombre struck up as menacing a growl he could muster, raising his hackles. He didn't know if these guys would buy it, but it was worth try. At the very least, he could stall for time as he thought up a way to get out of this alleyway.
The Kabutops hissed, unfazed by Hombre's display. "Little Umbreon, what gives you the right to ask questions? Have you no brains?" The Kabutops dashed forward and swiped in a massive arc. The sweeping motion was easily avoided by rolling out of the way. He took the opportunity to dodge past the Kabutops. The rings glowed on his body for a moment, and then the mystic light fizzled out.
No...! They chose the location of attack perfectly… I'm weak in this environment. But maybe I can still make a break for it!
Hombre kept going, picking up his pace, but there was a low popping noise and in a flash a blue light, his path was blocked by the Gallade.
"Teleport…" He said. "A useful ability in pursuits…" The Gallade pretended to admire the blades extending from his arms for a moment. Hombre saw this fake opportunity to attack and tried to tackle Gallade to the ground. The Gallade spun to the side and brought down his blade of an arm across Hombre's side. The glowing leaf blade attack spattered drops of blood into the puddles that dotted the alleyway, as well as over the alley wall. Hombre fell head over heals and stopped rolling only when he hit some trash cans.
Light streamed into the darkness as the Kabutops speared a trashcan lid and hurled it down the alleyway.
"S-s-s-sh-shadow ball…" The injured Umbreon fired a half-hearted shadow ball at the clawed shellfish Pokemon, but it was so weak, it just disintegrated when it hit it target. Hombre convulsed with pain.
"Farria, get over here! I can't lift him myself without cutting him to ribbons. And we really don't want that." The Kabutops finished shouting at his Gallade partner, who apparently was named Farria. Then the he shot Hombre a nasty look from the side. "We really don't want that… yet."
"Oh no…" Regalia had just turned the corner and was faced with the street-long blockade. She turned the car quickly and skidded to a halt. She was about to turn around, but found she was boxed in by the pursuing police cars. She looked to her left. An abandoned, boarded up shop. To her right there was a warehouse that was securely barred from access thanks to numerous chains and bars across the windows and doors. This was going to be a tricky situation to get out of… How had the police outwitted her so badly? They were probably on alert thanks to that alarm Hombre set off last night. There was no way he was going to get away with that in the end. He would pay.
A surprise tactic would be best here… Do something unexpected. Regalia thought for a moment, blocking out the sounds of the megaphones, demanding that she step out of the vehicle, and the blaring sirens. Her eyes snapped to the roof of her junked police cruiser. The roof was practically gone as it was right now, so with a little help…
"Everybody hold your positions! Don't open fire until I give the word!" The Machamp, also the chief of police, held both of his rifles at the ready. All the Machokes and Machops around him gave an affirmative in some way or another. "Good! Now, when she gets out of that car to start fighting, that's when we open fire. The police behind her have evacuated their cruisers, unbeknownst to her. So I just want you all to hold stea—
"Sir! Look!!!" The police chief whirled around at the call of one of his underlings, and saw that the Sneasel had just hurtled through the roof of her cruiser. A few policemen began to open fire, until the Machamp shouted for them to stop and take cover. A rain of ice shard attacks fell down on the police's position. The razor sharp ice crystals stuck into the ground, the cars, the sandbags, and the policemen. A few defenders cried out as they were speared painfully.
The police chief hesitated for a moment, and then shouted with resolve, "OPEN FIRE!!!" Almost at once the command was obeyed, and a hail of bullets, sped towards Regalia. Every policeman fired until there were no more bullets in his clip, and when the firing died down, everyone was surprised to see that Regalia was still standing. Then they watched her stagger for a moment, then fall to the ground.
Panting heavily, Regalia could no longer muster the strength to stand. That protect attack had absolutely taken up all of her stamina. Blocking a good thousand bullets could take a lot out of a Sneasel. As she began to lose consciousness her last thought as she felt a Machop rush up and handcuff her was, "I'm really, really going to kill Hombre."