Alrighty, the Battleon is just starting, but what will happen once Team Rocket gets involved? Uh-oh…The Battleon Saga will soon end soon, in a matter of three chapters, or so. Well, a girl can hope xD
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Pokemon
Krystee grinned slightly as she saw the grunt walking by. It was one of the few left and was sent to watch over her. She watched as he passed her cage. Just a bit more…
"Now Aki!" Krystee suddenly yelled out. The grunt, startled, jumped and spun to face her, only to find himself paralyzed by the Pikachu's Thunder Wave. Kiyoshi grabbed the keys from the guard's side with her vines, unlocking the prison door. She also unlocked her own cage and, begrudgingly, Aki's.
"Great, we're all out!" Krystee grinned. She found some rope and quickly tied up the Rocket member, who could not fight back. She nodded with approval at her tying before rushing through the door, Aki and Kiyoshi silently following her.
"This is getting dangerous…" Kiyoshi whispered, afraid that they might be caught by Team Rocket members again. Aki flashed a cheeky smile at her companion.
"Heh, that's what makes it so much more fun." The Pikachu rushed forward to knock a guy flat on his back, paralyzing him and reaching for his pocket. The thieving Pikachu whipped out a card key, allowing its possessor to open as many locked doors as they wanted.
"Good idea Aki!" Krystee praised, giving her Pokemon a thumbs up. Kiyoshi sweat dropped.
"…Is it really okay to let your Pokemon do that?" Kiyoshi asked her trainer as they ran. Aki snickered, trotting next them.
"What the world doesn't know won't hurt them." Aki grinned. Kiyoshi glared at the yellow mouse and continued running. Oh how she wanted to smack that little, ungrateful Pikachu. They ran hallway to hallway, taking down the remaining grunts. After tying them all up, Krystee sighed before patting her hands together.
"Okay, I know I stormed through the WHOLE base, but where the heck is the exit!" Krystee sighed, trying to calm her nerves by rubbing her temples. How exactly did she manage to come here anyways.
"There goes freedom…" Aki mumbled, shaking her head as she sniffed around before crinkling her nose. It smelled…old and dingy, as if fresh air wasn't welcomed. Then again, the base itself was almost always pitch-black, no sunlight entering. They powered the lights up with enslaved Electrodes and Raichus, though they seemed to not be around.
"Hey…is that sunlight over there!" Kiyoshi cried out, rushing off down the hall. Krystee took notice and immediately went off to chase after the fast little creature.
"H-Hey, Kiyoshi! Did you find the exit?" Krystee tried asking her Pokemon, though it was much too preoccupied to answer. A growing bulb like Kiyoshi needed her sunlight after all…
"Yeah, yeah! We're nearly there…OH HOLY MOTHER OF SUNLIGHT! MAY ARCEUS BLESS YOU!" Kiyoshi thanked the heavens, basking in the warm glow of the sun's rays. May she never leave it ever again.
"BEAUTIFUL SUN! Oh how I missed you so!" Krystee spread her arms and ran in circles, almost like a scene from a movie…except not as elegant and not as appealing. Aki soon came out, looking tired and feeling like she had just out ran a Rapidash.
"You-you IDIOTS! How DARE you leave me alone…AND MAKE ME CHASE AFTER YOU!" Aki screeched, pointing a stubby yellow finger at its owner. Krystee, having mistaken it as a praise, laughed with delight.
"Isn't this fun Kiyoshi, Aki?" Krystee asked her Pokemon, not bothering for a reply as she continued to enjoy being outdoors after a day in a Rocket cell. This was where she truly belonged.
"Idiot…" Aki muttered, rolling her eyes. Kiyoshi giggled quietly, trying not to let the upset Pikachu hear her. It was then that she remembered something, tugging at her master's shirt before pointing to the Battleon, raised high and proud, though the trees covered it just enough to see the tip of the top. Krystee gasped, remembering why she had escaped in the first place.
"Oh wow! I can't believe I forgot!" Krystee ran to direction of the Battleon, trying very hard not to get lost. Kiyoshi gave a determined cry before following her trainer, the sun's rays healing its wounds with its Synthesis. Aki whined.
"UGH! Already? But-but-but, we just got heeeerrrrreeeee." Aki pouted before trotting and then running as fast as she could…AH FUDGE! She tripped and fell flat on her face. The sound the impact made stopped Krystee and Kiyoshi, who looked back to see a pissed off Pikachu and a pink blob, who huffed at the Pikachu with disdain.
"What the heck…is that?" Krystee muttered to herself, taking out her Pokedex. It beeped and turned on, a woman's deep voice stating the information displayed on the screen. After hearing it, Krystee looked to see the Jigglypuff arguing with Aki.
"YOU! You should watch where you're going!" The Jigglypuff warned, poking the Pikachu on the chest. Aki growled.
"It's kinda hard to miss you, CHUBBY!" Aki retorted. The Jigglypuff puffed up it cheeks, its eyes cold and scary.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING CHUBBY! I'll have you now I'm perfectly healthy for a Jigglypuff!" It said proudly, pounding on its chest softly. Aki scoffed.
"Yeah, because all you girly Jigglypuffs are known for being FAT!" Aki grinned, while the Jigglypuff looked flabbergasted.
"I'M A GUY DAMN IT!" That was the last straw. Aki flinched when she saw the Jigglypuff opening its huge mouth and prepared herself…only to find him actually SINGING.
"Ahahaha! That's…the best…that you can…do? Mmmmnnn….zzzzz…." While Aki was busy laughing, Sing had already taken effect. It was the Jigglypuff's turn to laugh at Aki now.
"BWAHAHAHA! Fall to my feet as my melodic voice lulls you to sleep!" The Jigglypuff cackled. Kiyoshi backed away while Krystee poked Aki with a stick. She had never seen the mouse so…quiet since the day she caught it.
"Woah…she's really knocked out!" Krystee exclaimed, giggling to herself. Kiyoshi let out a sigh of relief.
"Peace and quiet once more…finally my world is complete." Kiyoshi dreamily stated, smiling widely as she saw a butterfly pass by. The Jigglypuff suddenly realized the young trainer and the Bulbasaur.
"Oh my! I've never laid my eyes on a lovelier creature!" The Jigglypuff swooned, a blush on its cheeks. The Bulbasaur lifted its head, looking at the Jigglypuff in curiosity as it looked at Krystee, who looked a little freaked out by the little clingy Jigglypuff.
'Uh…uhm, this will be interesting…' Kiyoshi thought, sitting on its hide legs as it continued to watch. Krystee assumed that Jigglypuff just wasn't used to humans, and decided to talk to it.
"Erm, uh…hi?" Krystee waved. The Jigglypuff soon swayed side to side, hearts in its eyes.
"Such a beautiful girl! I MUST KNOW MORE ABOUT THIS LOVELY SPECIMEN!" The Jigglypuff declared. Krystee thought it was energetic and smiled.
"I…yeah. Come on Kiyoshi. Can you pick up Aki with Vine Whip? We need to get going VERY soon!" Krystee announced, quickly gathering her stuff and running, her Bulbasaur begrudgingly carrying the snoozing Pikachu along with it. The Jigglypuff frowned before smiling.
"Oh well, I'll meet her again someday." And with that, it gently floated in the wind.
Crys twirled her straw around the fizzy, pink soda. Her Pokemon looked as if they were enjoying it, munching on the sweets Storm bought, who was also busy shoving the creamy goodness in her mouth. Belgum, of course, ate a whole mess while her other Pokemon ate in silence, occasionally speaking to each other.
"Soooo….was that you're first battle?" Storm asked, pausing to allow the food to be digested. Crys blinked, before shrugging.
"Technically, no…it was my second." Crys admitted. Storm nodded her head in understandment, gulping down the remains of her cream puff.
"Ah, it's okay. Battling gets much easier once you get used to it, trust me!" Storm advised, reminiscing of her earlier years. Crys winced at the sound of battling. Honestly, she really didn't want her Pokemon hurt ever again, not like that. Though she was thrilled that Gerard grew stronger, she didn't know if she could take seeing her Pokemon hit like that.
"But…I don't think I want to be a battler. Sure I'll finish this competition…but I'm not a battler, Krystee is. I'd rather not…hurt Pokemon with my own." Crys admitted, fiddling with her thumbs. Thinking of how Pokemon lived, so unwilling. She was lucky that Collette was kind and hard-working, while Gerard planned to show his mightiness to the whole world.
"Hmmm…sounds like you shouldn't be a trainer or a coordinator, or anyone who mistreats Pokemon, which is a good thing in its own way. I'm a coordinator, so I don't really know what to say in situations like this. I do, however, have a friend that's a breeder. That might be your calling…" Storm shrugged, looking at the window just as a swarm of Butterfrees flew by. Crys blinked, a little taken back at the wise words Storm had just said.
"I…uh…I guess?" Crys stuttered. She didn't really know what to do now. Maybe…she should just quit her adventure. Clearly, she wasn't as mature as she would have liked to think. She couldn't even handle the near defeat of her Squirtle, much less, a real one at the hands of a trainer.
"Look, I know you're unsure. Some people just know what they're really doing. Others take a while. Believe it or not, I used to want to specialize in Fire-types, but look at me now. Going on this Pokemon journey changed me, and it will change you too." Storm reassured, reaching across the table to squeeze Crys hand. Crys smiled gratefully before checking the clock.
"Oh! It's almost time to go back." Crys sadly sighed. She would miss the time she had left in the café, just relaxing. Storm nearly jumped, looking frantically at the clock.
"UGH! I have to finish the lemon squares quick then!" Storm cried out, immediately reaching over to shove the lemon squares in her mouth. Crys sweat dropped before giggling at her partner's antics. Maybe she would continue her journey. Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden burp, Storm clutching her stomach.
"Urk, maybe shoving them down my throat was a bad idea…" Storm said uneasily, holding back the feeling of barfing her precious meal. Crys sweat dropped.
"Uhm, yeah…." And with that, Crys helped Storm up and returned their Pokemon before making their way to the Battleon.
The Rocket admin stood triumphantly at her doings. The room which previously held all of the trainers' belongings was now a mess. Backpacks were shredded, items lost and scattered, pokeballs scratched; it looked as if a twister had hit it. Her Arbok and Golbat grinned at their master, while her Ditto sat patiently on her shoulder.
"Good work. Return. Ditto, you know what to do." And with that, she left her Ditto with the machine hanging on his ear, before it turned into a Krystee look-alike.
"Of course, mistress." 'Krystee' bowed. If the Rocket admin hadn't known Krystee for such a long time and if she hadn't been the one to imprison her, the older woman would surely be fooled as well.
"I'll take my leave, Ditto. Do your part." The woman strictly instructed before parting ways with her Pokemon. 'Krystee' nodded her head before exiting too. She just needed some trainers to…
"Ah! What happened to my bag!" A trainer screamed as she and a group of friends entered the dressing room.
"Your bag! My Pokeballs are missing!" Another exclaimed, looking through the piles of junk.
"Oh yeah! ALL MY STUFF IS MISSING!" One looked furiously at his supposed locker, which was completely empty and crushed beyond repair. Someone started sobbing, all the others fuming.
"W-Who could have d-done this?" Some trainers whispered amongst themselves. 'Krystee' decided to pop in.
"Whoever it was had ulterior motives. Why don't we confront the director?" 'Krystee' suggested. The other trainers agreed, seeing as it was a logical thing to do. 'Krystee' grinned. Young trainers were so gullible. That was why her Mistress had so much respect shown towards her. She threw away her life just to gain power, an admirable feat to the sadistic Ditto. It would protect her with all of its life so his master could reach her goal, a goal which wasn't far now…
"Did you see anybody enter the room?" Someone asked 'Krystee', who merely blinked before pondering.
"Oh yes. A couple actually. Let's see…I saw Storm, Crys, Julian, Kira, Penny and a few others enter. I certainly did not expect that though." 'Krystee' said, pushing the blame to her 'acquaintances'. The other trainers began to murmur to themselves, immediately suspecting Storm and Penny, for they seemed the shadiest. Some knew Crys and Julian as they saw them hanging out around the Pokemon Center a few times. Kira was pretty new while Penny had set a small shop next to the Center. Storm had sauntered in one day and, let's just say, no one really understood her baffling personality.
"Hah, I knew it had to be one of those creeps…." A young trainer muttered, glowering to himself as he was easily won over by 'Krystee's' accusations. Fortunately, one girl in the group was reluctant to believe all that Krystee was saying.
"I-uh…I just can't believe that. They're all good people…but…" The timid girl whispered, looking down at her feet nervously. She was originally very quiet, but when Crys, Storm and Kira had talked to her, she felt confident, like how she had the guts to enter the competition. However, no one heard her.
"Let's hurry! We have to catch the crook soon!" Someone yelled, as everyone hurried their paces. The shy girl was left alone, busy deciding something.
"Oh, Anabel!" Anabel turned to see who was calling her. Seeing the looks of horror on Crys' and Storm's faces, she guessed that they had discovered the mess. Anabel was a young, aspiring trainer who felt a connection with Psychic types. She had shoulder-length purple hair and mystifying purple-blue eyes. Anabel was quite pale and wore a long-sleeved purple top, as well as a pair of blue, flowy pants. As she traveled quite a bit, she owned a pair of purple running shoes and had a blue fanny pack tied around her waist. Only two Pokeballs were on her blue belt, containing a Beldum and an Eevee.
"Ah, uhm…yes?" Anabel squeaked. She wasn't sure what to say to the two, seeing as they were the main suspects. However, they seemed genuinely surprised, and using her undeveloped powers, she instantly knew that they weren't the culprits.
"W-What happened to the trainer's room!" Crys demanded. Her favorite blue bag had been scratched and some of her items were lost, though they weren't very valuable. She luckily kept Gerard and Collette with her, yet Storm wasn't as fortunate. Some of her things were either damage or stolen and a Pokeball was stolen, but it didn't contain anything. What really angered her was that her scarf-egg had gone missing.
"I WANT TO KNOW NOW! They…they stole my egg!" Storm screeched. She had been especially proud of that egg too and had been ecstatic that the egg was so close to hatching. If anything happened…
"I-I don't know! After break time…the trainer's room was completely trashed. T-They suspected you and they're o-on their way to talk to the d-director!" Anabel tried explaining. Crys' eyes widened and Storm grew even more furious. How dare they!
"Well! I guess we need to pay a little visit to the director, won't we Crys?" Storm asked her partner, feigning a cool and calm deposition. Crys smiled back, cracking her knuckles.
"Oh yes, yes we will." And with that, the two stormed off, no pun intended. Anabel merely blinked before sighing. Something warned her that something seemed suspicious about the whole ploy, but there was nothing Anabel could do but wait and attempt to prevent it. Easier said than done….From afar, the same Rocket admin had been keeping close watch, smiling as the plan began to finally move.
"All right gang, we mount the attack now." She whispered to her communicator. There were a series of responses and she smiled slightly. Finally, they could feel her pain and anguish. Team Rocket's debut was just beginning. All the trainers were filing in now, as well as the crowd, unaware of what was about to happen…
Krystee continued running, hoping to make it in time to the Battleon. She had to get there fast, to see if Team Rocket had already made its move. She didn't know exactly what it was, but knowing them, she feared that not everyone would make it alive or unscathed.
"UWWAAAAHH!" Krystee screamed as she was thrown back to the ground. A huge explosion sent shockwaves through the ground, bringing the entire Battleon to the ground, and throwing Krystee off her balance. People started screaming and running, the Battleon tent ripped apart by Pokemon attacks. Massive torrents of water, fire, leaves and basically every other attack filled the air. Everything was so noisy, full of chaos. Krystee sat there, watching the whole thing unfold with horror. Kiyoshi whined, hoping to block the noise with her stubby hands. It even woke Aki, who flinched and sent static flying everywhere.
"No…I was too late…" Krystee whispered, her fists trembling. The Battleon was over…and Team Rocket's plan was only beginning while the trainers were all disgruntled and unprepared.
I do not want to be in the Battleon right about now O_O Yep, finally, the Battleon arc will finish. It was pretty…boring to write, except for the finale of course ;) No spoiling now…but let's just say, even Crys knows the mastermind behind the plan, and more Team Rocket members appear. Just saying…
Oh, character profile time! Wonder who it could be now~~~
Character Profile:
Name: Storm Hopsicle
Age: 16
Hometown: Cinnabar Island, Kanto
Occupation: Coordinator
Personality: Oblivious (to everything; she stares at things for like 5 minutes and nothing registers in her head); Daydreamer (she's always in la-la land); Bi-Polar (shes mad for once second, then happy in another. And sometimes, she gets mad for no reason? WHAT THE HECK!); Glomper (She glomps/hugs anything new she meets, whether it be pokemon, human, food, or technology. Or a tree. The guys she meets usually thinks she's insane~...)She loves Cinnabuns. She goes nuts over those. She attacks all who have one for it.
Appearance: She has platinum blonde hair-many people call her a stereotypical blonde. She has hues of blue and red streaks in her hair as well, but it's all in a medium sized ponytail. She's tan (from living on Cinnabar), and has gold eyes. No one really looks at her eyes though, because when they do, it like she looks into their soul O_O
Clothes: Dark red halter-tied securely behind her neck. She wears a robin blue skirt that looks like a flower under her long shirt, and when she spins she looks like a weird Bellosum o_O she also wears black sneakers. Glamourous, no? :P If it's cold she wears an oversized grey guy-hoodie that some random dude let her have.
Others: She carries a white gym bag (that looks like a huge capsule) behind her shoulder. Sometimes she's wearing huge whacky sunglasses if the sun is out.
Pokemon: 1) Growlithe (male) named Leo-(apparently everyone who starts in Cinnabar gets a fire type)
He's very loyal but most likely wanders off in the opposite direction that Storm goes. Moves: (Flame Wheel, Fire Fang, Body Slam, Thrash)
2) Grumpig (male) named Belgum—(dun ask why, no one knows with this one O_O)
He is the one eating a hole in Storms money.
Moves: (Psybeam, Mirror Coat, Zen Headbutt, Substitute)
3) Lairon (male) named Eric—(She's never original with these names -.-)
He's her powerhouse, and is so conceited that he doesn't like to talk to anyone but his buds.
Moves: (Metal Claw, Iron Head, Screech, Dragon Rush (Don't look at me, it was an Egg move according to the internet :P))
4)Chingling (female) named Chi—(insert something witty here...)
Chi was born from a peculiar scarf-patterned Egg, and is probably still an Egg when you meet Storm. When she's born, she will pretty much be a cry baby, and comforted by her "brothers" (the guys)
Moves: (Hypnosis, Dream Eater, Wish, Future Sight)
Amount of Ribbons: 3
Love Interest: Any guy…
And there we have it! Oh wait, one more thing! This story will now be game, anime AND manga inspired. So expect some Red, Green and Blue action in there! Also, anime and game exclusive events will also happen in this story. Not sure if I'll use the Gym leader trio or not…bleh, oh well.
~CaramellDansenXLove