Chapter 11
The Tower of Haunter
I rolled over the next day, hitting the snooze on the annoying alarm clock. I don't know who in the right mind would wake up at 6am. I was too tired to care, or even get up to find out how to turn the stupid thing off. I figured that if I did try to figure it out I would only wake myself up in the process, and defeat the purpose, so I just kept hitting the snooze.
I glanced at the clock before closing my eyes again. "Is it really 8:00 am? Arrrggg…" I groaned. "Too early."
"Hey!" A voice echoed through the wall. "Turn that stupid thing off! People are trying to sleep!"
"Hey! Shut up! I'm trying to sleep too!" I screamed back through the wall, which frightened Pichu, and made him cuddle up next to me.
"Piiii…" He whined.
"Eh…" I groaned, raising up. "Alright, I guess we'll get up." I reached for my glasses over on the nightstand, putting them on before looking over at the clock. I examined it all over. This stupid thing doesn't have an off… "Well, I suppose there's one way to fix that." I reached behind the nightstand it was on, finding the cord and yanking it out of the wall outlet. "There, problem solved."
"Pi…" Pichu peeked his head out from the pillow he was hiding under. He yawned, sat up, and wiped eye gunk out of his eyes.
"Heh." I chuckled, picking him up. "You're just too cute, you know that?"
"Pi!" He smiled happily as he ran around on my shoulder.
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After me and Pichu came back from the showers, we dried off, I put my clothes on, and we walked out to the nurse Joy at the front desk.
"May I help you?" She asked with a smile as I finished drying my long brown hair. I always liked having longer hair, about 5 or 6 inches, but with me having curls, anything more than that was just too much. Right now, I almost had a fro going on.
"Yeah." I said, wadding the towel up and placing it on the counter. "I'm going to be checking out."
"Alright." She pulled out a clipboard from under the desk. "Room number and name please."
"Room 12, and Kyle." I placed my room key on the counter as well. "I have all my stuff picked up and everything should be in order. I don't know if I will be coming back tonight, so you might as well sign me out."
"Okay. Thank you Mr. Kyle." She nodded as we walked out of the center.
The sun looked like it just rose up above the foot mountains that led up to Mt. Silver. I must say, this place is beautiful, and if anything, it reminds me so much of Pewter City in Kanto. In some ways I wish I had stayed there more when I was traveling. But… I placed a hand to my heart, feeling it beat faster as I thought of Shonna's face when we met up after Mt. Moon. If I did… I might would have never seen here again, or met her in general.
"Pi! Pichu!" Pichu pointed, bringing me out of my daydream. I looked up, seeing that he was pointing at this very large burnt down tower that was barely standing, but thanks to the sturdy structure, it was indeed standing.
"Wow." I said looking up at it. If I were to guess it had about 10 or so stories on it. It was located a little ways out of town, and was so large that even from the Pokecenter it made the buildings in town look so small. "Hey," I said, looking over at Pichu. "It's probably not safe, but do you want to go check it out anyway?"
"Pii!" He squeaked happily as we started to run down the dirt path to it. This day might have started out crappy, but I bet we can get an adventure or two in.
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Conner was sitting on his throne, monitoring the containment levels of the pokemon one last time before he left, to continue his pursuit of Kyle.
"Everything seems to be in order." He said, running his finger through the list of contacts on his over hanging plasma screen video telephone. "Lets just check up on Kyle at the resort. I want to keep him there long enough for me to catch up to him." When he found the number he rang it though. It rang once, twice, a third time, and no answer. He let it ring more. Four, five, six, all the way up to ten times it rang, and nothing.
Conner's eyebrow twitched as it kept ringing. "If those fools value their lives at all they had better pick up." It rang again, and again, until Charles finally answered.
"Yes, sir?" He asked hesitantly.
"What took you?" Conner asked annoyed.
"I was tending to other matters at the time. I'm sorry sir." Charles bowed.
"What kind of matters?"
"Oh, nothing you need to worry about sir." Charles pleaded. "It's noting at all, just management, that's all."
"Well…" Conner paused. "I called to check on Kyle. I take it he's still there?"
"Well… You… You see…" Charles hesitated. "He um… he, checked out."
"Checked out?" Conner stood. "When?"
"Um… Yesterday evening…"
Conner looked at the screen, watching as Charles eyes shifted left and right, hanging his head low. "Charles." Conner spoke calmly.
"Yes, sir?"
"Tell me now if you're lying." Charles didn't say anything, so Conner continued. "Tell me the truth now, because if I find out you gave me faulty information…"
Charles gulped as he spoke again. "No, its all true, he signed out last night! I swear!"
"Alright." Conner said, knowing he had been lied too. "That would be all. Its nice to know I have people I can trust in Team Rocket." Charles eyes widened. "And for being such a good member to our organization, I think I will have you promoted."
"Oh, thank you so much, sir!" Charles beamed with happiness. "Thank you so much!"
"I will send some one over right away to award you with your promotion." After he said that, Conner cut the connecting. He turned back to his throne, sitting down as he made an announcement over the entire Rocket facility. "Richard." He echoed. "Come to my quarters, immediately."
Shortly after, Richard came through the large double doors at the entrance of the cavern room. "Yes sir?" He asked, shutting the door behind him.
"Richard." Conner put a finger to his chin. "I don't know what my father saw in you. I have kept you around just for the amusement of toying with his little pet. But…" Conner stood, walking over to him. "I have grown tired of you failing at everything I assign you with. So I have decided to give you one last task. If you fail at this then I'll…"
"Kill me?" Richard interrupted. "Like you do everyone else that you don't get along with?"
"Oh… no…" Conner said, bringing out a switchblade form his pocket. "I wouldn't kill you, you are too much fun to play with. No, instead, I'll think I'll go for something more worth my time."
Richard gritted his teeth. "What do you mean?"
"Well… let's just say that I enjoy women much more than men." He ran the blade over Richard's left hand, grazing his wedding ring.
Richard jumped back, looking at him with hate in his eyes. "If you ever lay one finger on her I'll-"
"What? Kill me?" Conner chuckled, mimicking what Richard said only seconds before. "If you don't want Rachael's blood all over this cave floor I suggest you do what I say."
Richard gritted his teeth. He couldn't take this any more, Conner was a monster, and needed to be stopped, now!
He waited for Conner to turn his back, when he did Richard reached for a scalpel that was in his pocket. He ran at Conner, knife in the air as he swung it. But Conner was expecting it. He moved to the right, making Richard's attack miss and making him trip under the force of the swing. Conner wrapped his arm around Richard's neck, putting a knee on his back, forcing him to the ground. With the other hand he held the switchblade to Richard's neck, carving into his skin.
"Richard, Richard." He said. "I'm giving you the choice of saving your wife or letting her die, and you want to piss me off. That's not very smart."
"You…" Richard gasped. "I'll send you to Hell if you ever lay a fi-"
"Oh, I know, I know." Conner interrupted. "But you can save her, all you need to do is one little thing for me."
Richard waited for a moment before speaking. "What is it?"
A smile went across Conner's face. "There is someone at the Rocket Hot Spring Resort that double crossed me, and I don't have time to take care of him myself."
"So you want me to kill him?"
"One person is going to die, you just have to pick which one." Conner said as he released Richard, then turned his back as he walked away. "Either way, you have until sunset today. Oh yeah." He stopped when he reached the door. "Richard, you will know him right away, he'll be the one that's begging for a promotion. And don't disappoint me, I want proof you did it. If I have to cancel my plans because of your failure… well, lets just say I'll want to take some of my stress out on your wife before I kill her." With that he shut the door, leaving Richard alone in the room.
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The way back to the burnt out tower was long and curvy. It was so underused that small trees and shrubs were jutting out of the almost nonexistent trail. I pushed a bush away, revealing a sign beside the path.
Beware!
Beyond this point lies the haunted Burnt Tower. It was once said that the legendary bird pokemon, Ho-oh, lived at the top of this tower, but now it is a forbidden wasteland, haunted by ghosts of all types. Because of humanities cruel nature, Ho-oh left 300 years ago, and has never been seen since.
My thoughts trailed back to when I was with Misty in the Seafoam Islands. When we first saw Articuno she said that the bird hadn't been seen in 300 years. I wonder if all the legendary pokemon vanished at the same time?
"Pi! Cha!" Pichu pointed ahead, distracting me from my train of thought. You know, that little guy does that a lot. I looked up ahead to see a large stone stairway past a few trees.
"That must be the way up." I said with a smile. "Let's go! We ain't fraid' no ghost!" I joked.
"Pi!" Pichu put up his hand in victory as I ran to the stairs, and then up them, Pichu on my shoulder the whole time.
When we rounded the top of the stairs we stopped and looked at the old building. The thing was huge, but about to fall apart. Of course, what did I expect from something that burned up 300 years ago? I placed my hand on the door, pushing it open and it all but fell off its hedges. It was still attached to the frame of the house, but only by a little piece of charred wood that was barely able to support the weight.
We walked in; watching as the soot around us, on the walls and ceiling, fell to the floor.
"Pi…" Pichu ducked in my book bag, only sticking his head out for a second before sticking it back in. But that one little second was enough for him to catch a glimpse of something… something, dark… with big eyes, glairing back at him.
"Piiii!" Pichu screamed as he ducked back into my book bag.
"What? What is it?" I turned to look where he was facing, but I didn't see anything. "Pichu don't scare me like that."
"Pi-picha-pi!" He pleaded as he stuck his head back out of the bag, but once again, when he did, he saw the same thing again, this time it was over hovering over my head.
"Piii!" He pointed as he screamed.
"What now?" I looked up, but there was nothing there. "Pichu!" I barked at him as I turned my head to face him. "Cut it out! I mean it!"
"Pi…" Pichu ducked down into the book bag again, but when he did he noticed the spooky thing showed itself again, this time flying straight for me.
"Pii!" Pichu jumped up on my shoulder, letting out a thunderbolt. "Chuuuuu!" I saw the lighting jump from Pichu as it struck something almost invisible in the dark room… something purple, and floating.
"Is that?" I looked closely as it fell to the ground, knocked out. "It is. It's nothing more than a little Gastly." I walked over too it, pulling out a full restore from my book bag and giving it to him. His eyes started to open as I sprayed the pokemon down.
"Gas… gas… LY!" It jumped up as he noticed me, almost like it was scared.
"Hey, its okay." I smiled. "We didn't mean to hurt you, you just scared us that's all."
"Gast, gast, gast…" It whined, backing up from me.
"Hey it's okay, really." I said stepping closer to it as it backed away further. "We don't want to hurt you."
"Gast…" It backed up more, and then began to cry. "GasstlllLLLYYYY!" It screamed. When it did I saw red eyes start to glow all around me. The pitch-black room was now covered with red peering eyes that swarmed and moved around the room.
This isn't good. I grit my teeth. Wherever there are Gastley's there are always the meaner evolutions.
The eyes on the walls moved around so fast that before long the whole room looked like it was solid red, red as blood. It even started to give that illusion as I saw blood drops start running down the walls, pouring onto the floor.
"I know this is just and illusion." I said to myself as I watched the blood start coming towards me on all sides. Those crafty little buggers have a nice way of hiding themselves. I can't tell if they are on the walls or on the floors in the drops that are getting closer. "But, I guess there's one way to find out." I reached for the pokeball on my belt as I tossed it out. "Umbreon!"
"Bree!" Umbreon stood strong, looking around the room, knowing exactly what to do. A dark aura started to pour out of Umbreon in all directions, creating a dome of dark energy that struck every wall of the building at the same time. After the Dark Pulse attack was done, I watched as five Haunters and about thirty Gastly fell to the ground knocked out. I guess the super effective type advantage was too much for them.
Almost as soon as the pokemon fell a loud call echoed through the tower. "Gaaaarrrrrrrr!" It called out as a giant shadow started to form in front of us. It grew and grew until it was about 10 feet tall.
"Holy crap!" I said, looking at the huge Gengar that stood in front of me. "That thing is bigger than any Gengar I have ever seen! It's even bigger than a Snorlax!"
"Yes." A voice said from behind the Gengar. "And if you attack any more pokemon here you will have to answer to him, as well as me." The man step to the side of Gengar, showing himself to me. He was fairly tall, and wore a blue sweater with red stripes, and a headband to match it, which helped to show off his spiked back blonde hair.
"You know, we didn't mean to hurt anyone. We just wanted to see what was inside this place." I said, standing up straight as Umbreon still took a fighting stance. "Who are you, anyway?"
"I am Morty, Leader of the Ecruteak City gym, and you are trespassing on a ghost type pokemon sanctuary." He said, putting a hand on his hip as he tried to act all cool. "Now, I will ask you to please leave the premises, or stay and have a fight with me."
"Alright. I'll leave." I said, recalling Umbreon. "But in return for me leaving, I would like a battle with you. A gym battle, at your gym in one hour." I smiled, putting Umbreon's pokeball back on my belt. "Deal?"
"Hmm." Morty smiled. "So you must be him." He recalled the massive Gengar before speaking again. "You must be the one that all the gym leaders have been talking about. Yes, you're Kyle Gray."
"Really? They have been talking about me?" I asked. "Only good things, I hope."
"I suppose it's good for your reputation." He chuckled. "Supposedly you have completely sweeped three gyms in less than two weeks."
"Well…" I started counting to myself. "Yeah, I think so."
"That is absolutely amazing." Morty closed his eyes, crossing his arms. "But, what can you expect from the 'Pokemon Master'?"
"Oh please." I placed a hand behind my head. "I'm not that great, really."
"Anyway, I would be honored to have a battle with you." He turned to walk away, and, not having anything better to do, I followed him. "One hour would be plenty of time for me to get my gym ready. Oh, something else," He asked. "Two of the gym leaders said you had a friend, some red head hot shot. Is he not with you now?"
"Pft." I spat as Pichu ran back on my shoulder. "He was never with me, he just refused to leave. But, no, I gave him the slip back in Goldenrod. I don't think it will last for long though, that guy is like a bad penny, he always turns up somewhere."
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"Man!" Ricky said, riding into Ecruteak City on his Dodrio. "I swear, leave for a little while to go have some fun and the guy cuts town on me. I just hope I'm not that far behind." He glanced around, looking at the small town. "Man, talk about a dump." He said. "There's not even a good burger joint in this place." He glanced around, searching for a Pokecenter. When he caught a glance of one him and his Dodrio took off for it.
Ricky hopped off Dodrio's back, recalling it at he walked inside. This Pokecenter was small, very small, maybe even only a ten room, which was nothing compared to Goldenrod's massive one.
"Hello. Welcome to the Ecruteak Pokecenter." Nurse Joy said with a smile. "How may I help you today?"
"Hey babe." Ricky said, resting his arm on the counter. "I'm looking for someone…"
"And who would that be?" Nurse Joy asked, watching Ricky pull a hand though his red hair, tucking a lock of it behind his ear.
Ricky glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and then dazed off into space, looking away from her again. "His name is Gray. I'm sure he would have come here at some point."
"Gray?" Joy pulled out a clipboard from under the desk. "No, I don't see a 'Gray'."
He directed his gaze back to her with his red eyes. "His first name is Kyle. Is that on your list?"
"Oh yes. There was this Kyle that came in last night, and left early this morning." Nurse Joy said, looking deeply into his eyes.
"Did he check out?"
"Oh… umm… no." She blushed as she spoke, looking into Ricky's eyes more. "He um… just left… I think he'll be back. Do you know him?"
"Hmm." Ricky grinned as he raised up. "Yeah, me and the 'Pokemon Master' go back a long way. I am actually the one that helped him with his training back in Kanto." Ricky lied.
"Wow!" Joy gasped. "Is he really the Kyle Gray?"
"Yeah. And if it wasn't for me he wouldn't of won last year either. But…" Ricky leaned in close to Nurse Joy, placing a finger under her chin as he whispered in her ear. "That's enough about me. What I really want is to find out more about you."
"Wha-what would you like to know?" Joy blushed more, looking away as he kissed on her neck.
"Mmm." Ricky softly moaned as he took a key from under the desk, twirling it around on his finger. "Why don't we get more acquainted… alone."
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The so-called gym that Morty lead me into looked more like a cemetery than a battle field. Tombstones lined the floor creating a maze of some sort. There were black ripped clothes hanging from the ceiling, grass growing on the ground, vines and ivy over the tombstones, and Gastly floated around everywhere.
"This will be a three on three battle!" Morty called as I took my side of the field. "The winner of this match will be rewarded a Fog Badge. I am not allowed to substitute, the challenger, on the other hand, is." Morty reached for a pokeball on his belt. "Now choose your pokemon wisely, because this will be a match you won't soon forget! Go, Gastly!"
Out of the pokeball floated a purple mist that formed into a ball with red eyes. "Gastly!"
"Heh." I chuckled. "A Gastly? We can make quick work of that." I readied the pokeball in my hand.
"Are you going to use that Umbreon that I saw earlier?" Morty asked.
"Nope." I smiled. "Umbreon and Gengar have some unfinished business, so I'll be saving him for last. Now, go Kabuto!"
The crab hopped onto the field, looking around and then running back to my leg. "Bu-to-to-to!" He laughed, hugging my leg.
"Pi…" Pichu looked at him from my shoulder jealously.
"Alright, I've missed you too, but we've got a battle to win." I smiled, pushing him back on the battlefield.
"Hmm." Morty put a finger to his chin. "Tell me, where did you get that rare pokemon? I thought the went extinct millions of years ago."
"Well, back in Kanto there is this place where you can revive your old fossils that you find. They say that it's still experimental, but so far they have successfully revived two… well, almost successfully." I looked back at Kabuto who was jumping on the ground, dancing as he kicked a piece of broken tombstone, playing around. "You see… though there isn't anything physically wrong with Kabuto… he's… um… kinda…."
"Special?" Morty asked.
"Yeah." I laughed, placing a hand behind my head. "That's a good word for it. But don't let that fool you, he is very strong, we have been training a lot."
"Trust me, I wouldn't be worrying about us. Gastly, use lick!"
The Gastly came in close to Kabuto with his tongue sticking out. Kabuto stopped playing with the pebble and looked up at the purple cloud. "Bu?"
"Water Pulse, now!" I screamed. With that Kabuto stood up on his back claws, pouring out a stream of water from his mouth. The pulse hit Gastly in the mouth, almost as if it was taking a drink. The Gastly began to swell with water as the purple haze began to turn into a dark looking puff, almost like a rain cloud.
"Gastly!" Morty called. "Night Shade!"
Gastly quickly shook off the water that had collected on and in his transparent body almost like it was nothing. But I know he had to take a lot of damage from a direct hit like that. Gastly moved to the side, evading Kabuto's constant attack. "Gast!" It called, and when it did, the room was covered in darkness.
I can't see anything. This place is completely dark!
"Bu!" I head Kabuto call out.
That's right, that ghost is used to this. It's like its natural environment. "Kabuto!" I called. "Dig, now!"
"Are you stupid?" I heard Morty call out. "I thought the 'Pokemon Master' would at least know that physical attacks don't affect ghost pokemon."
"I do know that, you idiot." I growled under my breath. If I can just keep Kabuto under the ground until the attack lets off, then I'll be okay. "Wait a minute." I smiled. "I have an idea. Kabuto! Come up and use dig again!" The room was still black when I heard Kabuto reemerge, and then I heard him dig again. "Again! Come up and use dig again!"
"What are you doing?" Morty asked as Kabuto came back up.
"You'll find out." I smiled. "Dig again!"
When the room was finally visible I could see the aftermath of Kabuto's digging. About ten holes were dug all over the battlefield, and Kabuto was not visible at all.
"Alright Kabuto, jump and use Water Pulse!"
Kabuto leaped up from a hole behind Gastly, hitting him hard with a water pulse attack.
"Gastly!" Morty called. "Use Sucker Punch!"
Gastly quickly formed into a fist and swung its body at Kabuto, but missed as Kabuto fell back into the hole he came from.
"Kabuto, again!" I called. "Jump and Water Pulse!"
Again Kabuto jumped up, spraying Gastly with water before falling back down.
I saw the Gastly gasping, weak from the battle. It would only take one more good hit to get it down. "Now Kabuto, use Surf!" I waited as the ground beneath me started to shake. The ripped fabric that was hanging on the walls began to fall. Tombstones were becoming uprooted, as water began spurting from the ground around the graves. Then, everything went calm. It was almost like the calm before the storm. Only a few second after the calm, came the water. Out of the ten holes that were in the ground shot bellowing streams of water that were so strong they knocked some of the sheet rock off the foundation of the ceiling, making them fall all over the room. If it were my guess, I would say that the large mass of water being channeled through such small areas turned the ordinary Surf attack into a bunch of Hydro Pumps.
When the water subsisted, Kabuto jumped out of the ground, out of breath. Gastly, now very weak and barley able to float, stared back at him.
"Very nicely done." Morty spoke. "That was very quick thinking, but don't count my Gastly out just yet." He smiled. "Because we have a little trick up our sleeves. Gastly, now!"
When Morty said that Gastly began to glow a bright white. Light engulfed the whole room, which, with it being so dark, made it blinding to look at. When my eyes were able to adjust, I saw floating in front of me a fully healed and ready to go Haunter.
"Oh come on!" I said. "That is so unfair! That had better count as a new pokemon!"
"Nope." Morty smiled. "In Johto rules and regulations regarding the battling of pokemon, a 'switch' is classified as exchanging a pokemon of one ID number to another pokemon of a different ID number. Since Haunter has the same ID number as his previous evolution, evolving in a battle is not classified as a 'switch'."
"Grr…" I gritted my teeth, looking at Kabuto. The poor thing gave it everything he had, and then Morty pulls something like this? What a skum bag. I reached for the pokeball around my neck. I guess there's only one thing I can do. "Alright Kabuto, return." I said, holding up his pokeball.
"Bu!" Kabuto barked, jumping away from the beam of light that shot from the pokeball.
"Kabuto?" I couldn't believe it. I have never had a pokemon not go back in its pokeball like that. "Kabuto, return!"
"Buto!" He screamed again, jumping away from it.
"Having some problems?" Morty asked. "Maybe you should train that pokemon before you use it in battle."
"I trained him enough to beat one of your pokem-"
I stopped mid sentence when I saw a light engulf Kabuto. Once again, the light was so bright that it was blinding, but this time, I put my hand over my eyes, shielding the light but still being able to make out what was going on. I watched as Kabuto's little body started to grow. He stood on two feet that emerged from his body, his front arms became giant swords, much like Scyther's, and his hard shell became a solid plate of armor that covered his entire body. When the light diminished, I saw a large Kabutops standing in front of me.
I watched as he turned to me. He closed his beady little eyes as a smile came over his plated face.
"Bu-tops-tops-tops-tops-tops!" He said happily as he ran towards me, arms spread out wide as if he was going to hug me.
"Aghh!" I screamed, placing my hands up in front of me, watching as the razor sharp blades closed up around me. "Stop Kabutops!" I said, feeling as the blades cut into my black t-shirt I was wearing. It's a good thing I took off that leather jacket, that thing was expensive!
"Kabooo-" Kabutops backed up, looking at my bleeding arm like he was about to cry.
"Oh, its okay." I said, patting him on the head as I checked myself. "It's nothing more than a paper cut, it will be okay." I then looked over at Haunter and Morty, who were staring at us confused and speechless. "Hey Kabutops." I said with an evil smile. "Why don't you go show Haunter how happy you are, I bet he would love that!"
"Bu?" Kabutops looked aver at the Haunter, who looked back dumbfounded. "Bu-tops-tops-tops-tops!" Kabutops smiled happily as he ran at Haunter, arms held out wide. Haunter, not knowing what to do, turned to his trainer, who stood there dumbfounded as well. Before haunter knew it, Kabutops had his arms around him tight, cutting into him.
"Haunter!" Haunter screamed as he became invisible, floating away from the happy pokemon.
"Haunter!" Morty called, snapping out of his gaze. "Use Night Shade!"
"Kabutops! Use Absorb!"
Haunter opened up his mouth, sucking in a lot of air, getting ready for the attack, but out of nowhere Kabutops jumped onto his back. He latched on tight, cutting his blades into Haunter. He then opened his mouth, biting down hard on Haunter's head, sucking out the dark energy that was being held inside of him. Haunter's eyes began to roll back into his head, as he fell to the ground, knocked out.
"Bu?" Kabutops got off of the Haunter. He poked him in the head, but he didn't move. "Bu-Tops?" Kabutops backed away scared as Morty recalled his knocked out Haunter. Kabutops looked at me, scared and sad, as if he had just killed his best friend by accident. "Buu-tops-tops-tops!" He ran to me, crying. He opened up his arms wide as he went to hug me.
"Wait!" I said, putting my hand on his face, holding him back. "Haunter's okay! It was… um.. just a game, yeah that's it, a game."
"Bu?" Kaputops tilted his head at me. Man, what the heck am I going to say to keep him from cutting me up?
"Yeah… um… in that game, you um…" I snapped my finger as I got an idea. "In that game the other pokemon pretend they are asleep. That means that you win!"
"Buuu!" Kabutops nodded as if he understood what I was saying.
"Now, I umm, think you played this game enough." I said, holding up his pokeball recalling him.
"Boy," Morty commented. "You weren't joking when you said he was 'special'. Tell me, are you okay?" He pointed to the cut on my arm. "I would hate to have a lawsuit on my hands."
"Yeah, I'm fine, it's nothing more than a scratch." I laughed, looking at my arm which was drenched in blood. When I get back to the pokecenter I'll take a better look at it, but the bleeding has already stopped, for the most part.
"Aright, you can't say I didn't ask." Morty readied another pokeball. "Go Haunter!"
I watched as another haunter floated onto the stage. "Another one?" I asked. "Well, at least this one isn't going to evolve, I would hate to have you pull another cheap move like that again." I reached for a pokeball. "Go, Quilava!"
"Lav!" The mouse pokemon hopped onto the field. The fire on his back and head began to spark, then erupted in a mass of flames.
"Well, it looks like you're all fired up." Morty laughed. "Haunter, use Shadow Punch!"
"Quilava, Flamethrower!"
Haunter pushed his hands forward, forming them into fists as he flew towards Quilava. Quilava opened his mouth, forming a ball of fire as Haunters fists glowed with a bright light. Both attacks shot off at the same time. Flames hit Haunter hard, covering his body in scorches as his fists punched thought the flames, striking Quilava with enough force to throw him into the air. When the attacks were done, both pokemon stood, out of breath, but still ready for more.
"Haunter! Shadow Ball!"
"Quilava! Quick Attack to dodge!"
Haunter began shooting off energy balls of dark power all over the room, which Quilava kept dodging with ease, thanks to the Quick Attack. As Quilava got closer, the attacks started to get harder and harder to evade.
They can't take much more of this. I looked up at Morty, who looked concerned as well. His Haunter was giving it everything it had, and so was my Quilava. Those first attacks did them both in. If I don't end it soon, they will really hurt themselves. "Quilava!" I said. "Jump with Quick Attack and use Flame Wheel!"
Quilava ran faster, jumping off a tombstone and heading for Haunter. He began to curl up, into a ball as he spun vigorously.
"Haunter! Dark Pulse!"
Haunter inhaled a deep breath, as he thrusted his arms forward at the spinning ball of fire that was heading his way. "Haun-TER!" He screamed, releasing a wave of dark energy at Quilava. Quilava took the attack hard, but kept right on spinning, breaking thought the wave and striking Haunter hard. Both pokemon then fell to the ground, knocked out.
"Well that accomplished nothing." Morty said.
"Well, it helped me." I said, recalling Quilava as Morty recalled his Haunter. "There's no more surprises in what your next pokemon will be. That's more help them I'm accustomed to."
"I guess that's true." He smiled, reaching for his last pokeball. "But the same goes for you and your Umbreon."
"I guess it does." I smiled as we both threw out our pokeballs, my Umbreon, and his Gengar. The two pokemon stared each other down. I could tell Umbreon was ready to go, ready to finish what he had started earlier today.
"Gengar!" Morty called. "Dark Pulse!"
"Umbreon! Quick Attack!"
Gengar let out a wave of dark energy at Umbreon, who dodged it.
"Now!" I yelled. "Shadow Ball!"
"Use Mean Look!" Morty called.
Gengar stared at Umbreon with terrible face, but it had no effect. Umbreon opened his mouth, letting out a massive ball of dark energy that flew at Gengar, striking him hard. The large Ghost pokemon fell over backwards as he tripped on a tombstone.
"Now's our chance!" I said. "Get him again when he's down!"
"Gengar! Get up!" Morty called, but it was too late, Umbreon was already in the air, jumping over him with another massive ball of dark energy, ready to launch it into the monster's face.
"Sucker Punch!" Morty called as Umbreon released the Shadow Ball.
Gengar had his fist in the air in mid swing as the attack hit him in the face. Smoke erupted from the attack, engulfing the two within. But despite the close range of the attack, Gengar was still fighting. His fist came through the smoke, striking Umbreon in the air with enough force to launch him into a near by tombstone, making the rock crumble under the impact.
"Breee…" Umbreon struggled to stand.
"Umbreon!" I called out. "Are you okay?"
"On… on… on…" He let out in deep breathes.
"Gengar!" Morty called from behind the smoke. "Confuse Ray!"
I watched as a beam of light shot out from the smoke, hitting Umbreon as it ran all over his body. Before long he was covered in a jagged ray of light as he was lifted off the ground, crying in pain. "Breeeeeooon!" He began to shoot off Shadow Ball attacks in a fury, striking everything around us. The walls were shaking under the pressure of the attacks, the tombstones were cracking and crumbling, and the smoke, was only getting heavier. Finally, one of the attacks shot off heading towards the origin of the Confuse Ray. The Shadow Ball flew into the smoke, striking Gengar hard, making him fall backwards again. The Confuse ray attack stopped, and Umbreon was dropped on the ground, barely able to stand.
We watched as the smoke cleared, seeing the massive ten foot tall Gengar standing with a big goofy smile on his face.
How is that even possible? But as I thought this, I saw his eyes roll to the back of his head, and the monstrosity of a ghost fell to the ground, knocked out.
***_-Scene Change-_***
Richard was driving down some of the back roads that lead to the Hot Spring Resort. He was in his old convertible that had been with him ever since he started his occupation with Team Rocket as one of the top scientists in the DNA replication experiments Giovanni was in charge of. That was long before he ever met Dr. Conner, or, for that matter, even before the Mewtwo project Giovanni started had begun. He never wanted to have anything to do with that, his morals meant too much to him. Though he had the technology to create life synthetically, to do so was the work of God to him. Richard always believed that the power to take life and give it was God's and God's alone.
"If I would have known I would have to do this to save my wife…" He spoke to himself as he stopped outside the gate of the resort. "I never would have joined Team Rocket."