The Quest for the Gearmaster
Chapter 2
Paths Cross
After a day's long flight, the heroes made it back to grand castle. They set down on the outer eastern wall. The sun had already set.
"Ah. A castle. A place that suits me well." Excalibur said. He examined the stone under him. "Hmm. Good quality granite too. A fine castle this is." Lu came next to him.
"Yes, it is fine indeed, but we need to find Gearmaster."
"Who?" Excalibur asked.
"You've got to be joking." Nestis exclaimed. "We flew hundreds of miles to pull you out of a rock, and to find out that you don't know Gearmaster?"
"FOOL! No one will talk to me like that! I've known may a soul in my lifetime. Give me a few moments to collect my thoughts!" Excalibur closed his eyes. A gentle breeze picked up. "Hmm. Gearmaster. Yes, I believe I have met him. Many years ago, he came to me, searching for power. I gave him advice, but no more. He didn't want me as his weapon though. He later came to me in a panic, entrusting me with the location of his secret hideout."
"You actually know where he is?" Zoroark asked.
"FOOL! Of course I know!" Lu sat down on a nearby bench. The wind whispered.
"It's so...quiet." He said, softly.
"That's because it's the calm before the storm." Bisharp came up from a ladder. Lu jumped.
"Don't startle me like that!"
"Sorry!"
"So, are we going to find Gearmaster or what?" Nestis asked. Lu sat up.
"Yes, we will! Excalibur, what direction should we head?" Excalibur closed his eyes.
"Hmm. If memory serves correct, it was northeast, to a forest of legend." Lu put something on.
"You should get in this. It's a sheath."
"And I will!" Excalibur turned back into a sword, and Lu grabbed the hilt. He put it inside the sword sheath.
"Alright, let's be on our way. Bisharp! You're in control until we return!" Bisharp nodded. Zoroark turned back into a Latios. Lu and Nestis, along with sword Excalibur, jumped onto Zoroark's back. "Ok, let's go to the northeast!" The four shot off faster than a bullet.
(This is where I bring in a character from one of my own fiction writings)
Darkness was everywhere. A sea of blackness. Impenetrable, impregnable. He was falling. Falling in a void. A small light, like a star at night, shined below him. It grew bigger, and he fell through it. White, then green. He passed out inside a forest, where the trees had grown tall, and wide.
(Back to our heroes).
Sound seemed to bend before them. Zoroark, as Latios, shot through the air. Trees whipped past. A vast plain replaced the trees. They set down in part of the plain to rest. The amber glow of light shone on the eastern horizon.
After a few hours rest, Lu stirred. He stood up and stretched. The sun had come up, and it wasn't scorching hot as it usually is in plains. It was still morning, and dew grasped onto the grass. Lu sighed.
"Why is it always me? Why can't someone else be the hero for once?" He started to pace. "I've always had to save people. I guess a "hero's" work is never done." The others started to wake. Breakfast was needed, so Zoroark gathered firewood from a nearby glade. They cooked their meal and ate fast like. After they finished, Zoroark changed into Latios, and they took off again.
A bird was chirping. The leaves rustled in the wind. The forest had a strange calm. A person sat up.
"Arg, my head. Where the hell am I?" A mechanical voice sounded.
"Power level at 25 %( he's only at a quarter strength). Structural integrity at 80%." He stood up.
"Damn, whatever happened, it did a number to my system." He looked around. "Well, let's find out where I am exactly." He started to walk northward. Many trees pass, some new saplings, others old aged oak and fir. He would be fairly noticeable, since his hair was white, and long. He also wore white robes, and there were blue bands around the edge of the sleeves and pants ends. "This place seems so...familiar. I think I've been here in my dreams before. But this time I'm for sure I'm not dreaming." A twig snapped under his foot. A nearby bush rustled. The mechanical voice sounded again.
"Scanning area... .. . Three possible hostiles in your vicinity. Caution advised."
"Caution noted." He said. He continued to walk. At that moment, three bodies jumped out from hiding and surrounded him.
"Freeze, intruder! No one crosses into the Shadow Arts Tribe's territory at their own free will!"One shouted. They were each a Lucario. They had black silk belts on their waists and black cloth tied around their foreheads like Rambo. He stopped, staring at the one in front of him."What's your name, human?" He chuckled.
"Human? How naive. My name is Max, but I'm not quite as human as you think." His left arm went rigid, and started to change. It became metallic, and formed into a twin-barrel machine gun. "You see, I am what you would call a cyborg." The three Lucario stared blankly. "Half human, half machine. Now if you would please step aside before I have to hurt any of you." One Lucario laughed.
"How can you hurt any of us? We're the strongest beings to ever live! Don't doubt yourself, step up and challenge us!" Max sighed.
"Fine. But you'll be sorry." The three simultaneously jumped at Max. He grabbed one by its arm, and slammed them into another. He unsheathed a sword and hit the third over the head with the flat side.
"Damn! That hurt!" The third Lucario yelled. He aimed a kick towards Max, but he stopped it and rammed the barrel of his gun into the Lucario's stomach.
"I warned you." He opened fire, and sent the Pokemon flying. Max aimed at the other two, and rained hell on them. They both fell. "Now, I'm leaving." The bullets had only been rubber, but they still packed a punch. "Come at me again, and I'll use real bullets." Max walked on, and headed further into the forest.
(I don't know when the next chapter will be out, so have patience please.)