Hello again everyone, I'd like to thank Pokefan56 for his review and the nifty little scale that I am so stea... Borrow, Borrow from now on... Anyways. So this is the second chapter and since you didn't click to see me prattle on I have one thing about the review to say, yes this plot is shooting forward from the last chapter, only because I was stupid with how I wrote the dream sequance in the beginning, me a copa. Now then on with the show!
Damian was cursing himself for letting her get so far ahead of him. Taking a turn so hard his body was almost parallel to the ground, he saw his Ralts turn its head slightly to the right. He adjusted the bike so that it was in line with the glowing horn again, blowing past a Jenny and two officers who shouted out after him. Cursing slightly he gunned the gas again and soon caught sight of the sedan. Revving the bike's engine, he tapped a ball on his side releasing a small fox like pokemon right in front of him in between the handle bars. The pokemon looked around before looking on to the sedan with a small growling sound that was more adorable then intimidating.
"Fennekin ember the rear wheels, Ralts I'm going to get us closer once Fennekin starts I need you to teleport into the car grab Bethany and then the both of you back to the Center, got it?" Both of the pokemon nodded as Fennekins eyes sterted to glow slightly and a group of flames seemed to almost leak out of its mouth only to be caught by the draft of the bike, sending them around Damian and the bike before harmlessly fluttering out into the air. Shooting the gas again Fennekin let out a brief gout of flames that struck the tire dead on causing a minor blow out. Ralts was already gone, vanishing in a blast of multicolored light.
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Bethany was afraid, hungry and FURIOUS at Damian; the man should have seen the car coming. Why the hell hadn't he done something about it? She heard what sounded like a small engine roaring, probably the local Jenny coming to save her, then send her back home… back to that damned fortress… at least her friend could speak to her again. That was probably the worst part of leaving home… going to sleep was nowhere near as easy without her nightly conversations with the mysterious voice that visited her just before she fell asleep. The voice was very old, very kind and very, very wise. She had only heard it before her sleep, it seemed to know her, it understood her fears her pains; it promised her that they wouldn't last forever; that all cages were temporary if you never lost hope. She was trying to drone out the three men in the car, they were Rockets obviously. No one else would have the gall to try and kidnap her for a fourth time in less than a week… which brought her thoughts back to Damian. Looking up in the rear view mirror for the first time she saw a motorcycle behind them, and there, stupid orange hair and all, was the man she was currently mad at. A Fennekin that sat before him opened its mouth. Then the inside of the car flooded with light and a familiar croon filled the air. She felt a light touch and then the familiar warmth of a teleport. She was again outside the pokemon center from the town, holding a small white, green and red pokemon to her chest. She broke down crying as Joy ran out to see who teleported.
"Please be ok, idiot…" she looked towards a smoke tendril rose up in the distance. She knew that was where he was... "Please…"
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Damian was furious, he had one of them, the driver, picked up by the collar, slammed against a tree. His Riolu was on his shoulder and the Fennekin at his feet, not the most intimidating pokemon on the face of the earth, but they got the point across. Fennekin was making sure that the other two men stayed down with an occasional Confusion and growl when one of them tried to stand back up.
"Why the hell won't you freaks leave her the hell alone," Slamming the man against the hard bark of the tree again, Damian tightened his grip on the man and raised his balled fist when he heard sirens behind him. Letting out a frustrated yell, he tossed the man aside as the Jenny's voice came in over the speakers. Damian already had his arms up as he started to turn around; he knew that this didn't look good.
"Citizen you are to release these men, return your Pokemon to their Pokeballs, and to willingly surrender to the two law officers proceeding towards you, you are to be charged with the following: Speeding in an urban and populated area, dangerous use of Pokemon outside of a trainer battle, endangerment of human life, and Assault." Damian returned his pokemon as he went to his knees, weaving his fingers behind his head. He felt a cuff being snapped on his right wrist and his arms being pulled down as the other cuff was secured onto his left one, being forced to his feet he walked forward calmly over the limp unconscious bodies of the Rockets. Making his way up he looked at the turquoise haired woman who had a frown set in on his face a rush of wind sent a nearby piece of paper to cover my right eye for a moment, her gasp was heard even from the fifty and change meters that Damian was away from her. He was pushed into the back of the police car and heard the whooping of an ambulance in the distance. He rested the back of his head against the seat and let out a breath, he went off the handle again. He needed to stop doing that. Hearing one of the doors open he looked forward again and saw a blue hat sitting on top of turquoise curls.
"Officer, how may I be of service?" he saw green eyes harden and then soften slightly in the rear view mirror.
"You are just like him," he heard almost respect in her voice, "I knew him, he was a good man… who were these men?" her slight movement towards the door caused Damian to turn seeing two of the men being loaded onto stretchers while the third was being walked into the back of another police cruiser. The Rocket emblems were gone… looking back towards the car he smiled.
"Clever," he muttered before turning back to the female officer of the law. "Check the car officer, use a Growlith, you'll find something in there." I saw her nod her head and move to leave the car her hand pausing on the handle.
"They are going to take you down to the station, once there don't say anything, don't agree to anything, don't touch and don't drink anything. I'm not quite sure how many of my men are still mine…" watching her leave the car I leaned my head again back against the headrest. I was still hand cuffed, still couldn't reach my balls and the cops were smart they had me cuffed so I couldn't touch my watch. Feigning sleep I heard both car doors for the front open and the car shifted as the two male officers from earlier stepped in and sat down.
"So they lost the girl again, Accel won't be pleased with that." They must have thought that I was still asleep, Accel, the name sounded familiar. Damian heard the car engine start and the gears shift and the car start to go forward. He kept himself loose and listened for them to say anything more that could connect the two of them to Rocket but they kept silent on the topic as they drove him to the station. When they were pulling up to the station he heard one of them speak up again.
"The kid is good, he beat the squads four times now, all with basics... I don't know how much longer the boss and Accel will go easy on this before they try and prove a point. I hope that he'll be ready for that..." Damian heard the other officer make a confirming grunt as the car stopped and a hand touch him lightly. "Come on kid, time to get up."
Damian stirred from his 'sleep' and nodded as the two of them moved out of the car and one of them opened the door for him. Stepping out, he looked at the station. It was a calm looking building with a couple of officers hanging around. Looking up, he saw that it was probably close to 3 in the afternoon. The officers escorted him through a now familiar process, finger printing, pokeballs being confiscated along with his pack, dex and survival knife. After all of his items were cataloged he called out to them. "Make sure that you don't lose those."
After being led into a rather blank interrogation room, he sat in the uncomfortable chair and waited. Those two officers were Rockets, no doubt on that, but oddly enough they didn't seem like bad people. He waved joyfully at the obviously fake mirror across from him and tried to relax.
'Hopefully Rocket will hold off on the kidnapping for a few hours. '
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Bethany was pacing in the center, holding Ralts tightly in her arms. She hoped that Damian was ok; this was the longest they'd been separated since they met. Sighing, she touched her watch and slipped her Vid-glasses on, hitting a button marked Grandfather. After a few buzzes, a stern looking old man answered the phone. His hair was trimmed short, the silver hair matching the grey suit and his silver blue eyes. A smile broke out on his iron faced; this was the grandfather that she knew. She was the only person she knew who could make him smile with just a call.
"Bethany, it is good to see you, and hello there Ralts," the pokemon looked up and cocked its head to the side with a happy chirp; this looked like a kind man. "It's good to see you expanding your team child, how long have you had that one? He looks like he'll be a strong pokemon one day. In a few years he might even be a match for mine." A deep belly laugh made the small girl smile she hadn't heard that sound in years, he was always too stressed with work.
"He's not mine Grandfather, he is one of the partners to my new traveling companion." One of the old man's silver brows rose slightly at that.
"What was wrong with the boy you left the villa with; your own father vetted him and he seemed like a skilled lad." Beth shuddered slightly at the thought of man she left her home with. He was nice… sort of… a little…not at all actually. The man was loud, crude and, in all honesty, he scared her a bit. He was a nonstop flirt. If it wasn't for the fact that he knew who her father, and more importantly grandfather, was then she was scared to think what he might have done. But there was no sense in making her grandfather doubt her own father.
"He was a decent companion but he had to leave for personal reasons; something happened back in Johto so he made sure that my pokemon were all strong enough to look after me before apologizing and helping me to find a new companion. You'd like Damian, he's an honorable man, skilled at battle and a bit of a hot head." Not even noticing that she started to smile as she talked about her new companion she relaxed more the Ralts also relaxing into her yawning a bit more before its head tilted forward, falling asleep, looking in the corner of the screen she saw the time blink, 5:00 pm. Her smile dropped as she realized that she had been in the center for a few hours now and he still hadn't shown up. Her grandfather's face became stern as his favorite granddaughter's smile fell.
"Is everything alright child?" his voice was full of concern, but he covered it up well. His head shot up as if someone had walked into the room, his face setting again into the steel face that had become the norm for her grandfather. She could faintly hear a man approaching his voice a flat tone.
"Pardon Monsieur Mathais. I hate to interrupt you while on the com but there is a situation in Anistar that requires immediate attention." Her grandfather nodded curtly to the man.
"It's not a problem Accel. Bethany, my dear, I will talk to you later. Please make sure your new companion is nearby when you call, I'd like to meet him…. Oh, and if you're near Santalune in about a week I'd be happy to take you both to lunch." With that her com died leaving her in silence again. Making her way back over to the counter, she saw the Joy walk up to the counter with a bow.
"Ms. Kath, would you like for me to prepare a room for you again?" Bethany slid her pokedex over mutely nodding her head when she heard a motorcycle pull up outside. Turning slightly, her eyes lit up and ran over to the doors as the man on the bike kicked the stand and shrugged his long coat, his gloved left hand went to his bright orange hair, his eyebrows shot up when he felt the short woman make contact with him pitching him off of the bike and onto the soft grass that separated the curb from the sidewalk.
"Where in the Hell have you been, I was worried… I was kidnapped, then there was an explosion and Ralts…. And… And… you aren't allowed to do that to me again; I swear I will tear your arm off." The exasperated teenage girl buried her head into the slightly older man's chest and took in a breath only to pop up coughing waving a hand in front of her face. "But first you need a shower; I already booked us a new room for the night."
Damian nodded his head and pushed himself up off the ground. Grabbing the small girl by her waist and pulling her off the ground, he hugged her close "I'm happy that I made it in time."
Setting the now short circuited girl he slipped into the center. He tossed his dex and bandoleer to the Joy as he walked past the counter; all of his pokemon needed healing by this point. He should have come straight back after they released him. He had only been there thirty minutes after processing, since Jenny had found the Rocket regalia in the car. The Jenny even gave him a ride back to his bike. Much nicer then the last, she just tossed him out on his ass and threw his stuff out after him. He told her about the two who drove him in on the way back, and she told him about a few messages they'd found on the grunts' coms. She brushed off the officers' words, saying that those two had been with her since academy and there wasn't anyone she trusted more. Frustration led to him really hard training for another hour and a half... He hoped that the hoards of Pidgy and Bunnelby would recover alright.
Hearing the girl running up behind him broke him from his thoughts. He let her jump onto his back and ride the rest of their way to their room. A rare smile on his face.
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