A/N Third chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon, and I never will. If I did, I would be stinking rich.
Warning: This fanfic is now rated T, not only for foul language and violence, but also for blood, and more violence.
Chapter 3
"Uuurgh." groaned Psycho. "My head feels like shit Lio."
"Shut up. I don't want to hear your bitching." Lio groggily growled back at her. He most definitely wasn't a morning person. After seeing her though, he lightened up. "You have one major case of bed hair Psycho!" he laughed nearly unable to breathe.
Psycho immediately turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes bugged out "WHAT THE HELL?! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE LIO!!" she screamed, chucking her blanket at him. Lio's ears winced as he hurried out of the bedroom. His ears were very sensitive to loud noises.
As he got downstairs though, both Cray and Lexi stumbled out of the doorways behind the counter, their face alarmed.
"Where's the fire?!" Cray shouted hoarsely, his eyes wide with alarm. Lio shook his head. "The fire's in Psycho's hair, Cray. She has one major case of bed hair, should've seen the expression on her face it was priceless."
Cray and Lexi relaxed. "That's all then? I'm glad to hear that. She screams real loud doesn't she? She might be able to wake up a sleeping snorlax with a voice like that."
"I heard that." snarled her voice upstairs. Lexi rolled her eyes.
"Wow Cray. You sure know how to compliment a lady. You're going to make a real romantic someday" she said snarkily. Cray grinned and flexed his abs. "You got it baby. Just look at the size of these muscles."
Lexi shook her head. "I was being sarcastic."
"Oh." Cray sadly deflated. Lexi sighed. "Whatever Cray. You still look good."
"Thanks Lexi!" shouted Cray, happily hugging her. Lexi blushed at the close contact. "Cray, no hugging! You know I hate that."
"Aw you're no fun." pouted Cray.
Lio watched bemused. Obviously, Cray acted differently around Lexi. He knew why.
"Kay, I'm ready." Psycho's voice called out as she descended the stairs. "I've gotten over my bed hair."
"It took you that short time to take care of your hair?" asked Lio surprised.
"That, and changing my clothes." And with that, Psycho appeared to the three of them.
She was wearing khaki colored pants, a green tank top, black jacket, black combat boots, black biker gloves, black arm bracers, and a black choker. She wore the same belt from before, with the usual machetes strapped on.
Her hair was in a small ponytail, swinging from side to side…and she didn't lose her scowl, or her glaring eyes.
"You change fast. And you really love the black don't you?" remarked Lio.
"That's pretty obvious Lio, and yes, I love the black, cuz it's one of my favorite colors." she rolled her eyes.
"Well now that we're all awake" started Cray. "Why don't we all drink some coffee, with Moomoo milk?"
"Fuck, yes." shouted Psycho.
Lio rolled his eyes. "Yes please."
Lexi sighed. "Make me coffee Cray."
"Ask nicely." Cray pestered her, cowering though when she glared at him. "Now." she seethed, empathizing the word.
"Yes ma'am." he squeaked and hurried off.
Psycho watched him with an amused expression. "Wow, he's got it bad for you."
"Cray doesn't have a crush on me." Lexi yelled, struggling to contain her humungous blush.
She failed, and Psycho noticed. "And you have a crush on him too! Sweet!"
"I don't!" she cried, blushing even harder.
"Who has a crush on who?" Cray asked curiously, appearing through the doorway, holding two steaming mugs in each hand.
"No one" said Lexi relieved.
Psycho wasn't giving up though. "She said she has crush on y—"
Lexi tackled her to the ground, large claw covering her mouth, as Psycho tried to pry her claw off. "Mmmf! Mmmf! MMMMMMMFFFF!!"
Cray and Lio looked at eachother, exasperated expressions on both of their faces. "Women."
"So." started Cray, once they were all seated comfortably at one of the tables. "What's your plan? Are you staying in Black Class city, or you're moving out?"
"Why the fuck do you need to know?" snapped Psycho.
"Psycho, don't be rude." admonished Lio. She rolled her eyes, "I don't give a fuck.
"Anyway." continued Lio. "We're planning to go to Platinum City."
"Whatever for?" asked Cray. "None of your business." answered Psycho snidely.
"I have a kind of disease, every time I use my battle moves, I go into a mode called 'Shut Down'. It paralyzes my whole body for hours, it can even go up to days if it's too severe." Lio explained ignoring Psycho.
"That is pretty bad." remarked Lexi.
There was a moment of silence.
"So anyway." began Cray, trying to turn the conversation from its depressing state. "Exactly how old are you both? I'm about sixteen turning seventeen soon, Lexi recently turned sixteen, but what about you?"
"I'm thirty-four." answered Lioruc.
"Thirteen, near fourteen." replied Psycho nonchalantly. Lexi, Lio and Cray gaped at her. "You're thirteen?! I thought you were ten, considering your shortness." said a shocked Lio.
"Do you have to feel the fucking need to criticize about my height?! And yes, I'm fucking thirteen, asshole!" snapped Psycho angrily. "It really gets on my nerves when people talk about my fucking height!"
"Geez sorry. I was just surprised, that's all." said Lio, still dazed from the new information.
"But you really are short Psycho. Is it a birth defect, or is it genetic?" Cray asked innocently, before cringing at the intensity of both Lexi and Psycho's glares.
"Keep one eye open when you sleep Cray. Keep one eye open." Psycho hissed at him.
"Is that a threat?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Lexi snorted. "Sounded to me like a promise."
"Ok, Ok I'm sorry! I won't make a joke about it again!" Cray said desperately.
Lexi and Psycho grinned at eachother evilly.
"So you'll be going now?" asked Cray half-heartedly, and a little sadly as he watched Lio and Psycho stopping beside the door.
"Yep. Nothing else for us to do in this town of shit." declared Psycho.
Lio sweatdropped. "Psycho, stop being so rude! They've been very kind to us and—"
"I really don't give a shit." snorted Psycho. "Anyway, thanks for the food. And the rooms. The hospitality. Whatever, we're going now."
"Thanks a lot for your heartwarming goodbye?" Lexi mockingly said. Psycho shrugged her shoulders. "What can you say? I'm not into the mushy crap." "Me neither, but sometimes Cray makes me do that, 'cuz he wants to keep a good face for the public." confided Lexi.
"Hey! I do not!" protested Cray, as the girls sniggered.
Lio sighed exasperatedly. "Thank you very much, Cray and Lexi, for lending us your rooms, and giving us food. It was very generous of you both and we appreciate that."
"No worries dude. Just keep in touch, 'kay?"
Psycho snorted. "And just how are you expecting us to 'keep in touch'? We're travelling."
Cray shrugged. "In any way possible. although, we might run into you two. We're planning to leave Black Class City sometime soon."
"What made you feel the need to up and travel?" enquired Lio, curious to know.
Psycho snorted derisively in the background. "What is this? Twenty questions?" Lexi laughed. "Lio's starting to sound like a reporter."
Cray, ignoring the girls, answered Lio's question. "I can feel my spirit burning for adventure, man. I just want to feel the thrill I get from being on the road. It's like adventure's calling out for me." Lio nodded satisfied, and a little touched by his answer.
The girls however, stared at him. "That would sound nice, and incredibly touching." Psycho began. "But actually, I feel like throwing up. This mushy goodness is getting on my nerves."
"Not just that, my ears are burning. Cray, you told me you wanted to pack up and leave, because of better business in Burnabend City. My head feels like crap after hearing that." groaned Lexi. Cray shrugged uncomfortably. "If I told you that earlier, you would've hit my head over with a frying pan. Telling you this now won't make you do that."
"Actually, it would've been a delayed action." said Lexi bluntly, before taking a frying pan out of nowhere and whacking Cray over his head with a painful thud.
"Orguuuhhh!" gasped Cray feeling the pain, dropping to his knees as both Lexi and Psycho laughed hysterically.
"Thanks man." Cray groaned as Lio helped him up to his feet. "Lexi's wild."
"Damn straight I am!" laughed Lexi, who put a claw on Psycho's arm to keep her steady while she was laughing, though it wasn't doing much good.
"Psycho, you know better than to laugh at Cray." berated Lio sternly looking over at the laughing Psycho.
Psycho sobered up a bit. "Whatever. Anyways, we said the goodbyes, endured the sentimental mushy stuff, now LETS' GO!! I'm so bored, I need to move!" roared Psycho, frustrated and she took Lio by the arm and started dragging him…again.
"OH! DAMN! SHIT!" swore Lio, as he felt the cutting rocks beneath him, constantly bruising his knees.
Lexi stifled a snicker. "Beat the shit out of your enemies Psycho!"
"I will!" promised Psycho, yelling back. "Do the same to your enemies Lexi, especially to Cray!"
"Oh man! What is it with girls wanting to beat me up." moaned Cray, falling to his knees and staring up at the dreary gray sky.
Psycho and Lexi laughed, their voices echoing off the hard, gray stones.
"So Lio, should we go left? There are less people there." remarked Psycho, while punching nearby passerby's out of her way, rudely.
"The less people, the better. I say we go left." grunted Lio, frantically moving out of the way of a hungover sandshrew, about to collapse on top of Lio.
With some effort, they pulled themselves out of the way of the passerby's into the next street.
"Phew." sighed Lio with relief. "I'm so glad there aren't any people bumping into us."
"I completely agree." Psycho said checking herself over. "Ugh, son a bitch raticate rubbed himself all over me! It stinks!"
"Ignore the smell. You'll get used to it." muttered Lio looking around.
"HEY! YOU OVER THERE!" an unknown voice interrupted them loudly.
"What now!" Psycho growled turning in the direction of the voice. In front of them was a panting Gligar, struggling to keep himself upright. "I need your help."
"How so?" asked Lio curiously.
"My mate." he gasped, clutching his left side in pain. "My mate is missing!"
"And…what're we supposed to do about it?" asked Psycho flatly.
The gligar looked at her in surprise. "Help me find her?"
"Not happening." told Psycho, heartlessly.
Lio considered banging his head on the wall after hearing Psycho's comment, but decided against it. "We'll help of course."
"Lio!" hissed Psycho at him.
The gligar brightened up considerably. "You will? Thank you!"
"Hold it for a second!" snarled Psycho as she pinned the gligar to the wall. "I never agreed to help you. And Lio sticks with me. Which means you'll have to convince me as well."
"How can I convince you then?" wheezed the gligar trying to get down.
Psycho pondered for a moment. "Pay us in money. 6000 Poke."
"6000 Poke?! You've gotta be kidding! I'll never pay that much!" shouted the gligar in outrage.
Psycho tightened her grip on him. "How much is your mate worth, next to the money?"
The gligar looked like he was struggling with her question, but he sighed. "3000 Poke."
"5500 Poke." Psycho immediately answered.
"3500 Poke."
Lio watched their banter before banging his head on the wall.
"5000 Poke."
"4500 Poke."
"Deal."
Psycho let him down and the two shook hands. They both turned to face Lio, who had stopped banging his head against the wall.
"By the way, my name's Gaia." offered the newly named Gaia to the two.
"My name's Lioruc, but you can call me Lio." smiled Lio, shaking his own paw with Gaia.
"Psycho." said Psycho nonchalantly.
Gaia's head turned to face her. "Excuse me?"
Psycho stared back at him expressionlessly. "Psycho. That's my name."
"Oh." Gaia was at a loss for words.
Uncomfortably, Lio changed the subject. "Gaia, when did you last see your mate?"
Gaia's face changed to a mask of absolute sadness and seriousness. "I last saw my beautiful Beautifly mate, Tiffli, nearby that strange looking bar over there. You know, the one named 'Kickin' Ariados'?" he pointed over their shoulders.
Psycho and Lio paled, their faces filled with dread as they turned to look behind them.
The Kickin' Ariados, clear as day.
"Make that 6000 Poke."
After a lot of bantering, a speech of persuading from Psycho, and the cries of 'Good Luck' from Gaia, the two briskly walked to the Kickin' Ariados once more.
"Again, there's no one at the counter." remarked Lio, peering inside.
Psycho wasn't listening to him, however. She was too busy skulking around the side of the estranged bar. "Lio come here."
"What is it?" he snapped, irritated that Psycho wasn't listening to him, but coming over.
She pulled him aside quickly, signaling him to be quiet with a finger to her lips. "Hear that?"
Lio listened hard, and could indeed hear something. There was something-he realized with growing dread-that sounded horribly like muffled shouts and screams. He stood up, and pulling Psycho with him this time, went to the back of the bar, through the narrow passageway, which showed a back door, which Lio violently broke down.
The screams halted the moment the sounds of a breaking door reached the inhabitants ears, and Arno was caught in the act of poising in front of a beautifly, which Lio could only guess was Tiffli, holding a long, bloody knife to her throat. The room was completely made of stone, windowless, filthy and smelled like shit. The room was cold, as if death coated the air which was no surprise, since the walls were covered with something that looked suspiciously like blood.
The four stared at eachother for a long moment. Lio weakly chuckled. "It's the Pizza man?"
Surprisingly, instead of Psycho, Arno reacted first, throwing his large body in top of Lio, fervently trying to stab him with his knife.
Lio fervently tried to hold the arm holding the knife away from him.
The beautifly named Tiffli screamed.
Psycho lunged for the arm holding the knife.
Unfortunately, it was at that very moment Lio had succeeded to take the knife away from Arno, therefore making Psycho bring down her muscled arm on top of Lio's arm…
…which promptly broke.
Lio's scream nearly broke through Psycho's eardrums, adding shock, to her horror of breaking Lio's arm. Arno, impervious to Lio's shrill screaming, took liberty of the moment to snatch back the knife from Lio's motionless paw, and stabbed him in the same arm.
If possible, Lio screamed even louder, this time writhing around from the pain as crimson blood spurt out from the wound and spread around him quickly. Psycho regained her senses and made another lunge for Arno, trying to grab the knife.
Arno responded with a few kicks from his middle legs, scuttling backwards. She recovered and using her own legs, swept Arno's legs from underneath him and punched him in the gut before he could retaliate, now intent on hurting him as much as possible. Arno wasn't delayed for long however and quickly spat some of his webbing in her face, effectively covering her eyes. She staggered back, bringing her hands to her face to rip it off, but Arno knocked her to the floor and bound her hands together using more of his webbing. She stiffened for a moment before blindly lashing out at anything she could hit.
Alarmed, Arno fell back from her flailing form and prepared to stab her in her shoulder.
Psycho though, had easily detected him by the sounds of his movement and caught him off guard when she used her bound hands, making them into fists, and doubling the pain when she hit him on the jaw. Arno groaned in pain, stunned for the moment. Psycho used his stunned state to her advantage and used her hands to swing at him from his side, making him fall. She scrabbled to her feet, searching for the knife Arno accidently dropped when he fell. She frantically felt with her hands, fingernails getting scratched on the stone, and she nearly dropped to her knees in relief when she finally had it in her hands. She placed a foot on the hilt of the knife, and using her arms, brought the bonds on her hands down to land on the sharp end of the knife.
The bonds fell apart and her hands were free once more, free to move to her face and rip the webbing from her eyes and her eyes could see again. Her relief wasn't to last however. When she turned to look at Arno, confused at why he hadn't attacked her, she realized why. Two words.
Oh. Shit.
Were the words in her head, when Arno's well-charged signal beam was fired at her at a point blank range.
Psycho was blasted off her feet, flying through the air, and finally crashed into the opposite stone wall, the mixture of Psycho's body and the strong signal beam being far too much for the old stone, sending it crumbling into rubble with Psycho trapped underneath.
And with a few sharp resounding cracks, the last piece of the rubble rolled in front of the mound of stone and came to a stop.
Silence.
Lio was unconscious.
Tiffli had stopped wailing in fear.
Arno watched the scene with bated breath.
The rubble didn't move.
Slowly, Arno started to laugh. He continued to laugh as he sauntered over to the rubble, relishing his victory. "You thought you could defeat me? Me, defeated by a mere human?? I think not. You see, average pokemon are weak. Your little friend here," he chuckled, motioning his front leg into Lio's direction. "Proved that just now. I am ten times stronger than any average pokemon. Humans however." he spat, tone getting sour. "Are ten times weaker than average pokemon. It is no surprise that I defeated you. Admittedly, you put up a fight, something I did not expect. But that was only by pure, dumb luck. And now." he paused for dramatic effect. "I will kill the weak Lucario here." he continued to laugh as he advanced on to where Lio was lying, his knife ready in hand.
A hand shot out of the rubble quickly, making a cracking noise and sending up a cloud of dust. Arno barely had time to look surprised as the hand grabbed him around his ankle and pulled him backwards sending him onto the floor. Another hand reached out to grab the gore-covered knife from his hands, leaving him defenseless.
Groaning, a short figure lifted herself out of the sharp rubble which threatened to tear her skin, which was already scratched and bloody.
"You really thought." she began, her voice still hoarse from where a particularly big piece of rubble had almost crushed her windpipe. "That I would go down that easy?" she coughed, as Arno kept staring at her with a stunned look on his face. "You must be really stupid."
Immediately, Arno's hackles rose to the insult. "DIE NOW!!" he screeched, fury taking complete control over his senses and he lunged for Psycho's throat, pincers clicking madly in his rage. Psycho dodged him quickly, to the side and as she did so, accidently sliced off his horn on his head, with the knife.
Arno screamed again, this time in pain, dropping to the floor. Psycho wasted no time as the horn rolled away from her, and plunged the knife deep in his stomach, making him scream even louder. She silenced him, by slamming a heavy piece of rubble to his head, knocking him unconscious.
She fell to her knees for a moment, feeling the painful bruises and cuts on her skin, breathing hard.
Timidly, the beautifly came forward. "Is he dead?"
After a pause, Psycho sneered at her. "Of course not. He's still breathing isn't he?"
"Can you kill him?" asked the beautifly fearfully.
Psycho rolled her eyes, already fed up with her stupid questions. "Of course I can. But I'm not going to do that." she groaned as she got up back to her feet.
"Why not?" demanded the beautifly.
Psycho gestured over to the unconscious Lio, who was lying in a pool of his own blood. "Because there's something a lot more important I have to worry about." she kneeled beside Lio, searching for a pulse.
Tiffli let a shocked, high pitched gasp. "Is he okay?"
Psycho had to remind herself not to hurt the idiotic beautifly. "Does he look okay dumbass? Why would you care anyway? All the while we were fighting, and you cowered and did nothing! So shut up!" she yelled and heaved Lio on her shoulders.
Tiffli flinched at her loud voice and crept back away from her. Psycho let out an impatient sigh. "Geez, and I thought Lio was an idiot. Look, you can stay here with the ariados." she told Tiffli, holding back an amused smile as Tiffli squeaked in terror. "Or you can come with us. Your mate's somewhere outside anyway."
Tiffli squealed. "Gaia?! Where is he?!"
Psycho merely stared. "You mate's somewhere outside." she slowly repeated.
Tiffli's mouth formed an 'oh', and she followed the exhausted human outside.
Tiffli let out an overjoyed squeal. "Gaia!"
"Tiffli!"
Psycho waited impatiently as Gaia and Tiffli embraced eachother. "Look, I know you guys are excited to see eachother, but I need that 7500 Poke.
"7500 Poke?! The last time, we agreed on 6000 Poke!" shrieked Gaia.
Psycho let out a cough and pointed at the blood covered Lio on her shoulder. "It was harder than we thought. Hand over the money fast, I've got an injured Lucario on my hands."
Gaia grumbled something unintelligible under his breath and reluctantly handed over 7500 Poke. Psycho snatched the money and immediately sprinted off in the direction of a Pokemon Center she had spotted earlier. "Bye losers!" she yelled over her shoulder, gaining speed as she ran.
Psycho barged in through the broken wooden door of the infirmary. "Hello? I have an injured Lucario here!"
A bored chansey came over to her. "What now?" her voice slurred.
Psycho glared at her. "I already told you, you fuckwit. Get some of your doctors here and heal him." she yelled.
The chansey narrowed her eyes. "Fine. You'd better have the money to pay for extensive injury." she said eyeing Lio's motionless and bloody form as a few other chansey's came over.
Psycho grumbled as she brought Lio down, handing him over to the smaller chansey's, who hurried away when they had him in their grasp.
"We'll be taking care of him." the older chansey told Psycho. "In the meanwhile, you can sit here." she motioned over to where a few seats were to hr right. "Are you sure you don't need to get treated for your own injuries?" she asked, eyeing Psycho's injuries.
Psycho didn't answer, instead storming over to the nearest seat. The chansey left with a huff, leaving Psycho behind.
"Nurse chansey?" a deep rumbling voice interrupted them, causing Psycho and said chansey to look in the direction of the speaker. "I was wondering if you could help me."
"Isn't that my job?" the chansey sarcastically inquired, coming out of the Pokemon Centre. Psycho, curious to know who the person was, decided to follow her. She was still going out of the centre, when the voice started up again. "My friend here, he's injured, and I'd like it if you healed his injuries—" his voice broke off as he realized who was in front of him. "You! The human!"
"The Steelix!"
Because in front of her, were the same Steelix from yesterday, one lying injured on the ground, the other standing above him. Both of them were glaring at her.
She glared back.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" they yelled at eachother.
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