Journal Entry 2 - Idiotic Decisions

Rule #1 to survival: Never look back. Make sure you have everything you need before going out on your little escapade. I had idiotically broken this rule in my first escape. Rule #2 to survival: Trust no one. Again, an idiotic decision I made forced me to make this rule, which had also happened around Rule #1's breaking as well. And, rule #3, Team Shade is bad. Very bad. Steer clear of them. Very, very bad. Also, Rule #4, did I mention Team Shade is horrible?


I looked upon the hills. I didn't know what to do at this point. I'd somehow gotten a Pokemon, gotten out, and the world was mine to conquer. Except, I didn't feel free. I felt like I had abandoned everything. Sure, I hated Team Stonewall and its rules, but it did keep me safe. And what about Kyle? Why did I leave my lifelong friend, just so I could do some selfish escape? I felt very strange. I looked behind me. I saw the huge wall, crumbling. The once great Team Stonewall, reduced to this. I looked at my blue Pokeball I had stolen from the Pokemon Lab. I didn't know what to do. Would I live my entire life as a cave hermit with my Pokemon?

"No..." I muttered to myself, clenching the Pokeball in my hand. "I'm meant for so much more.." I continued. I slipped off my backpack, and defied my common judgement. I tried to cover the backpack in some sizable stones so no one would discover me. I made a mental note of where the backpack was, and turned around, facing the giant stone walls that had held me prisoner for so long. I was going to go back, into the crumbling walls, to find someone. I couldn't leave them all. I started running for the walls. I had not traveled very far from the walls yet, so it was only about a minute away. When I had arrived, I heard people talking. I found cover in the nearest place I could, an almost crumbled column that used to be part of a building. I tried to focus on what the people were saying.

"...to stop the carpet bombing. We're through with it." said a raspy voice. "Search for survivors. Your Pokesensors have a little update installed, courtesy of Head Engineer." the voice continued."It shall help you search for any nearby survivors."

"Alright sir!" a few voices, I guessed around 7 or 8 shouted in unison. One of them sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it over the other shouts. I was as quiet as I could be.

"Sir, look at this. We're picking up a Pokesensor nearby."another young voice said. I heard footsteps, and wondered who would have their Pokesensor on at a time like this. The footsteps were closer.

"God... dammit." I murmured. I could tell my hunters had picked up on my curse, and began rushing towards my location. I had realized that, like an idiot, my Pokesensor was still on. I hadn't turned it off before I went into spy mode. I took it out as hastily as I could, and tried to look for an off button. There wasn't any after a short cursory search of the device. I cursed again. I clenched my Pokeball as my hunters revealed themselves to me. They all were dressed in uniform, a black and crimson color. A lot of them seemed untrained and not ready for battle, but I still couldn't take them all on alone.

"Leave this to me, boys." the familiar voice cooed within the crowd. Out came a face I all to recognized to be Kyle. He did look different, though. His eyes, instead of their usual green tint, were a simple black, like all the other members. He also seemed taller, but it might of been the weird crimson shoes he was wearing. He was clutching an Ultra Ball in his hand.

"Wha... I... what?" I pitifully tried to spit the words out of my mouth, but I was dumbfounded. Kyle, my lifelong friend since childhood, was part of this whole assault on Stonewall? I put a hand on my forehead and stepped back. "How... how could you?!" I yelled. I couldn't take it. Kyle was the only one I had known... and now he was a mass murderer.

"Relax, Lance. You're always hotheaded. I'm simply doing whats best for this world." Kyle replied in a simple tone.

"Doing whats "best?!" You killed hundreds, possibly even THOUSANDS of people! And you think you're doing the world a favor?!" I shouted, losing control. I couldn't take it. Everyone I knew was either dead, or now a criminal.

"Team Stonewall was a worthless team. It contributed nothing, but held captive thousands behind it's walls." Kyle replied.

"And your solution is to just kill everybody and get it over with? That is the master plan to free them all?" I shot back.

"We freed them from this pitiful world, Lance. It's better for them." Kyle said, beginning to reach for his Pokeball to end this.

"When?! When did this happen... this... change?" I asked, trying to calm down.

"There never was a change. I was born of Team Shade. We have spies in every team thinkable. Stonewall was the first to fall to our divine wrath." Kyle said. My emotions took the wheel, and I flung my blue Pokeball, releasing my first Pokemon; Tirtouga. At first I thought I knew what I was going to do; to stop these criminals from murdering anymore people. But Kyle merely smirked, pressed the button on his Ultra Ball and out came a jelly-like Pokemon. It was surrounded by a lime green gelatinous material, and it had a very large head. It looked strange, but just as evil as Kyle was. "This is Duosion. A psychic pokemon, far superior than your turtle." Kyle smugly remarked. I was determined to end this.

"Tirtouga, use Rollout! Destroy it!" I shouted. Tirtouga, however, simply looked at me and turned it's head sideways. "Wha... Tirtouga!" I commanded. Tirtouga blinked, not knowing what I wanted. Kyle smirked.

"Pff... Duosion, use Psyshock." Kyle commanded. The Duosion nodded in it's gelatinous cover, and a circle of pink spheres surrounded Tirtouga. I knew what was coming, and all the sudden some sort of instinct kicked in. I returned Tirtouga to my blue Pokeball and ran for it, just as the pink spheres hit the ground, creating a bit of dust.

"Get him!" I heard Kyle shout. I wasn't concerned. I looked behind for a second, and to my displeasure saw the members running after me, one of them riding on a Arcanine. I did a cursory search around the hill I was running down. It had rocks everywhere, and almost no plant life was anywhere. The rocks reminded me of the backpack I had hid under some large round stones. I tried to jog my memory, and made a sharp turn to the right. I slid and bruised my leg some, but that didn't matter much right now. I had to get away from this gang of psychopaths. I looked ahead, and saw a flowing river. A plan began shaping in my head. But right when I was about to start my getaway, a burning sensation sprung up on my left arm. I glanced at the damaged arm and to my horror saw a good burn. Thats when the pain kicked in. I held my right hand over it to try to mask the pain, but it only made it worse. It seems the Arcanine had spewed a small stream of flame and burnt me. I stopped for a moment, held down my right hand and picked up a sizable stone. Rock was super-effective to Fire, I had learned that in my tests.

"This is a pretty stupid idea." I murmured, and saw my target; A giant boulder, right behind the group of Team Shade.

"Give it up, Lance!" Kyle shouted, his Duosion floating above him. "There is no possible escape from us!" I smirked.

"Alright then, watch me do the impossible." I said as I threw that stone as hard as I could at that colossal boulder. It made contact, and the boulder started rolling down at a fast pace. Soon, it picked up more and more rocks and soon it was a full-blown landslide.

"What is this?" Kyle said. "Duosion! Reflect, now!" He commanded his Duosion. The gelatinous Pokemon began to charge a faint shield. I ran for it, as fast as I could. I found my backpack covered in stones and snatched it as I ran by. But the extra weight was too much, for I tumbled down a small hill, getting scrapes and bruises all around. I laid on my back, beaten and bruised and burning. At least I had successfully taken out a group of Team Shade... and Kyle. I slowly got up, but I didn't have the strength to do anything.

"Nice try." I heard Kyle's voice croak. I saw him above the hill I tumbled down, with a smirk on his face. Duosion floated nearby. It had appeared though that Kyle had gotten injured some too. "You managed to off quite a few of us." he said as he strolled down the hill with Duosion in tow. "How does it feel, to kill people like that, Lance?"

"Eh, I would ask you the same thing, because I wouldn't know." I murmured. Kyle frowned, He was towering right above me, and kicked my side. I grimaced in pain as the shock went up my body.

"Well, it was a nice run. Most action I've had since the Strait Disaster." Kyle smirked. My eyes widened. The Strait Disaster was a huge explosion that happened on Team Stonewall's shores. About four thousand were killed, including my mom and dad. But it didn't effect me much. My parents were always away on some wird expedition, and I never even knew both of their names. I was only seven when it happened, but I remember it vividly. "That's right, Lance. I killed your mommy and daddy." He chuckled, and looked up. I was nearly blacking out from the pain, and couldn't scream because I didn't have the energy, and didn't want Kyle to relish in his victory. He looked down at me, struggling to keep conscious. "Well, lets give you a warm goodbye. Duosion. Psyshock this menace." He ordered his Pokemon. Duosion nodded, and the same pink spheres circled me. Then, Kyle fell down. So did Duosion, hitting the ground with a thud. I narrowed my eyes, but then a feeling swept over me. I felt drowsy, and after all that running I fell into the trap of sleep.

"Rise and shine!" I heard a dark voice say. I opened my eyes to see a endless vast sea of white. There was no visible ground, and everything was just... white.

"What in the world..." I murmured to myself. Is this where you go when you die? If so, this would be a pretty dull eternity.

"Well, it's not technically rise and shine. You're still asleep, yes." the voice said in a tone which echoed over the white land I was trapped in. I felt a shadow loom over me, and turned my head. I was faced with a floating figure, with a small head, on top containing a white fog-like ghostly substance billowing from it's head. The fog covered one of its bright blue eyes which seemed to stare into my eyes, as if reading my every thought. The white fog seemed to resemble hair in a way. It had a sort of crimson plume along it's neck.

"What in the name of Arceus..." I stumbled back, and reached for my blue Pokeball inside of my brown jacket. It wasn't there. The creature sort of... grinned, I guess and clapped it's hands.

"Welcome to the Dream Void! My name is Darkrai, and I will be your host." the figure bellowed and chuckled. I didn't know what was happening, but I knew it wasn't normal, to say the least.


I apologize this chapter took so long. Expect one every 5 days or so, each one should contain around 1,600-4,000 words. Some special chapters could go up to 8,000 words.