Trapped in the Darkness - Chapter Seven
A Pokemon Fanfiction
Uh, hey. I really got stuck on this chapter. I have no idea why, too. I know exactly what I want to put in the damn thing but have no clue how I'm going to include it. Sigh.
And those of you who were talking about Black Adventures, there were only a few subtle references to it. The daisy chain (Episode 13, part 4) and the Plasma grunts (Jesus, Mary, and Joseph) were probably the only ones I had.
Anyway, enjoy the next chapter!
Pearl: The author owns nothing!
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Green was going to wait to turn around to fall asleep until after Proton left.
The only problem was that Proton wasn't going anywhere.
Green crossed his arms and took a seat on the ground, staring at the executive with an eyebrow raised. He still didn't budge. Crystal, Platinum, and White began shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Gold groaned, putting his hands on his hips.
"If watching people sleep is your fetish, Proton, I can tell you right now I'm not fucking sleeping," he said, wincing as Crystal smacked him for his use of language.
Proton's face turned a light shade of pink, but he tried to mask it as he rolled his eyes in disgust and pulled something from behind his back. It was a red and white hat. It was dirty, and the green button in the corner was no longer shiny. Green felt Red stiffen next to him as he recognized it and it was thrown into the cell to rest at his feet.
"That's yours, Mr. Kanto Champion. You left it in my special room," Proton said, sighing. He grinned, his eyes darting over to Green in dark playfulness. "We're gonna have some fun in there tomorrow, Mr. Ex-Kanto Champion."
Green clenched his teeth, but ignored the statement. Red, however, didn't seem to want to. Glowering darkly at the executive, he muttered a sharp and pointed, "Fuck you."
Proton widened his grin, like he realized something important before he looked over at the owner of the hat that was recently in the executive's possession. "I'd watch what you say, pest. You're set to be with me and Giovanni in a couple days."
"In what?"
The voice was White's, and it had just beaten Green's to the punch. "What do you mean that Green would be first?"
Proton groaned, like this was the simplest question in the world. "In our plans, you stupid girl! Honestly, why do you think we would be gathering all of you here?"
Green took the time to look up and ask, "Which are?"
He was hoping that the executive would be stupid enough to actually give them the plans like they were last time. It wasn't that hard to beat them after they knew all that info... well, at least for Red it was. Green's spirits dimmed as Proton gave him a strange look.
"Why would we tell you?" he asked. "We saw what happened the first time we did that. You ended up messing up our plans."
"Oh, come now, Proton. What will it hurt?"
A woman's voice and the clicking of heels was heard, and soon another executive was at the bottom of the steps. Proton was rolling his eyes as she joined his side, and Green had an immediate thought that he'd seen this woman before even though he hadn't. The female executive also had a smirk on her face that Green felt like slapping off. It seemed that these Rockets did have something else in common.
The woman shifted her eyes. "Silver."
Silver didn't flinch. "Ariana."
It was then that realization hit Green as his eyes flickered in between the two, but it was Gold that spoke up.
"Uh, Silver? Is Ariana your-"
"No!" Silver interjected, grimacing as he put his hand to his forehead. "That's a common thought, but no, she's most definitely not."
Ariana laughed, and Silver glared in her direction. "You don't know that, Silver. Your father still hasn't told you or not."
Silver suddenly looked sick. "I'd rather it not be true."
Ariana started laughing again. Snapping her fingers, a Banette drifted from behind her. "Banette, Hypnosis, then follow with Nightmare." The Banette let out a cry, and looked at the ex-Rocket boy with a gleam in its eye.
Silver fell to his knees, his eyes going blank. Luckily Gold and Crystal were there, or he would have cracked his head against the floor as he fell forward, his eyes sliding shut. They grabbed him as Silver let out shaky hissing noise and began weakly fighting whatever what was in his sleep.
"Stop it!" Crystal shrieked, shaking Silver to try to wake him up. "Ariana, stop!"
"That's enough."
Green stepped forward in front of the Johto trainers, his expression hard. "You said I was first. That doesn't give you any right to do this to him."
Ariana smiled, but snapped her fingers and the Banette looked away. Silver let out a calm breath and relaxed, going slack in Gold's arms.
"Such a gentleman, Green," she said, resting her head on her palm. "I really admire that in you." She paused as a small piece of technology buzzed in her ear and she lifted her hand to hear whatever was being said. She smiled, letting out a quiet "Yes, I understand." before she let her hand go back to her cheek, looking at Green sadly.
"It seems that the bosses want to see you now, Green. I hope that doesn't cause any problems," she said, sighing.
Green didn't move from where he stood. "No, I don't. I actually want to have a word with these sick people you call 'bosses'."
Ariana frowned. "They're actually not that bad once you get to know them."
Green didn't answer. He just stared at the executive coldly.
Ariana sighed, but snapped her fingers. "Banette, Hypnosis." Banette seemed to nod and looked directly at Green. The Viridian leader shut his eyes and fell forward, but Red was there to catch him. He held him protectively against his chest, not ready to give him up to the Rockets. Ariana sighed again.
"Sorry, kid. Banette... use Trick."
A purple like haze filled the room, and in a split second, Green disappeared from Red's arms and in it's place was a Chesto Berry. Red didn't have time to react, he just stared at the Chesto Berry. He snapped out of it in enough time to see Green going up the steps over Proton's shoulder, dangling limply.
"Sleep tight, kiddies~" Proton sang.
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The sound of people talking was bothering Green's sleep. He hadn't slept this well since... wait. He shouldn't even be asleep!
He opened his eyes hastily and was greeted by the unfriendly pain of being in a bright room after being in the dark for too long. He hissed and shut his eyes again, thanking Arceus that there was such things as eyelids so he didn't have to be blinded by the horrid thing called florescent lighting.
"He's awake, Giovanni," a male voice called. Green winced as the light got brighter and he tried to look away. "Oi, kid! Open your eyes!"
Someone socked him in the stomach and Green jerked forward, coughing and curling into himself as he struggled to look up. With adrenaline pumping through his veins and waking him up, the Viridian Leader noticed his hands were restrained behind his back in handcuffs and he was seated on the floor.
Blinking to clear his vision, the outlines of five individuals were seen in some chairs. Beside them were a whole mess of other people... there were too many bunched together for Green to count clearly. And there was the one beside him who had just punched him.
Green coughed again and shook his head until is vision was clear. When he saw Giovanni, he stood up abruptly and tried to rush forward, only succeeding in almost tearing his arms from their sockets after discovering he was chained to a thick pillar that came from the floor up into the ceiling.
"Giovanni," Green hissed, crying out when he was punched again and sent into the pole, falling back on his behind. His stomach lurched and he bent forward, trying not to get sick from the force of impact on his stomach.
"Keep your panties on, kid," said a blue haired Rocket executive. He wasn't Proton. Green, panting, sent a glare up at the man. The executive grinned. "Ooh, so scary."
"Archer, enough," Giovanni said, sighing. When Archer stepped away from the leader he smiled, lacing his fingers together. "Ahh, Green. I've been waiting to see you."
Green sniffed, deciding to sit cross-crossed.
"Yeah... well I haven't, asshole." Green said carefully. Surprisingly enough, he wasn't hit at all for saying this. Swallowing, he looked back at the Rocket boss. "Why did you-"
"Bring you trainers here? I simply want to make sure you understand that crossing Team Rocket or," he paused and motioned to the other leaders in the room on the thrones, "any of these fine teams was a huge mistake."
The word "fine" seemed forced, and Cyrus narrowed his eyes at the words, crossing his arms more tightly against his chest. The Aqua leader, Archie if Green remembered correctly, and the Magma leader, Maxie, who were looking in opposite directions blinked and brightened as the words were said.
Giovanni stood and stepped closer to Green, brushing off his slacks in habit. "You see, Green, I ran into Ghetsis a little while ago, and he said that his own son had turned against him when a meddling trainer came and ruined his plans. I immediately thought of Silver and shared his frustration. This gave me the urge to come back sooner. We plotted and eventually had even Aqua, Magma, and Galactic come to our aid."
Green narrowed his eyes, shifting in his seat so he could rest his chin on his knees. Was he really going to spill all of the plans here and now?
"We originally were only going to gather you all together so we could kill you off, one by one..."
Green stiffened, his blood turning to ice at the words.
"...but, then I thought, why stop there? We could have our fun with you, then have you and your Pokemon for our own use! If the other Ex-Champions ever came to stop us, we could just have you defeat them for us!"
Green raised his head, feeling a question gnawing at his stomach. "Then why-"
"Why did we bring you here?" Giovanni interrupted, giving Green an incredulous look. He laughed, Green frowning. "Green, you may have some self-esteem issues because your rivalry with Red just wasn't good enough, but you're still useful!"
Green flinched, half of him hurt and the other half angry. He tried to apply the anger into some words but nothing passed his lips.
"You're Oak's grandson, Green. And from what I hear, you're in charge off a big amount of his finances and such, correct? You watch over your family with your salary. You pay for anything and all of your sister wants or needs. With you, I could bring a downfall to Oak and his research with your help. All we need-"
"Fuck you!" Green shouted, discovering he couldn't stand anymore. He still tugged at the handcuffs he was in by lurching forward as far as he could go. "There is no way I'd ever do that to Gramps! Why does it matter what he does? Just leave him and my sister alone and out of this!"
Giovanni grinned, taking more steps toward Green. "That's where I have to disagree with you." He grabbed the leader by the chin, forcing Green's attention upwards at him. "Professors like your grandfather give out pokedexes, which they give to new trainers. Do you remember what else they give to new trainers?"
Green glared at the man, not sure what he was talking about. Giovanni smirked.
"Would an Eevee would jog your memory?"
Green's eyes widened the same time Giovanni's grin did. He let his hold on Green go and he took a few steps back, watching Green struggle with the chains.
"Precisely. He gives them their first pokemon. Sure, Oshawotts and Charmanders don't sound too threatening, but what about Sammurotts and Charizards? They create problems for us, so the best way to eliminate those problems would be to get rid of the one who's giving out the future Serperiors and Swamperts." The Rocket leader put his hands behind his back, his eyes trained on the chains and their clanging noises. "That's why we need you, Green. We need you to cut off the payments. We need you, not Red, to take care of this."
Green blinked, looking down at the ground as Giovanni waited for an answer from him as his pride was put on the line. He opened his mouth, but then shut it just as fast as contrasting thoughts battled.
Giovanni grinned as the bait was being approached. He pulled in closer. "That's right. You are the one needed, not Red. You'd be in the spotlight, not Red. You would be taking the right step, following us."
Green bit his lip. Would he? Would he really be taking the right step? Yes, he'd be needed, something he had been waiting for so long, but... he'd be betraying everything his grandfather had taught him. He'd lose the trust of everyone in the cell he had left. He'd lose his best friend. Green took a deep breath.
"No."
Giovanni dropped his smirk, irritation and scorn replacing his earlier mask of pride. Green looked up, determination on every inch of his face.
"I'll never join you. You were better off just killing me!"
Giovanni grinned dangerously and Green suddenly regretted saying that. He clenched his teeth, lowering his gaze to the floor.
"I knew you were going to say that," Giovanni said simply. Green's eyes darted upwards as the Rocket boss nodded to Archer. Archer grabbed a Pokeball from his belt. "I'm not going to take that as your final answer just yet, however. You just need to be... persuaded a bit."
Green pursed his lips and looked down as the sound of a pokeball opened. He looked up after a second only to see a pair of big, bright red eyes staring back at him. He jumped and cried out in fright, smashing his back against the pole as the Venonat stood there, tilting its head. Wincing, Green looked steadily back at the Venonat as he slowed his breathing.
"Poison fang," Giovanni ordered.
Green's head snapped in his direction before he cried out in pain as the pokemon's pincers dug into his arm, stayed latched on for a moment, and leapt back in an instant. Green panted as his arm started to throb and he began feeling dizzy.
"Take him back to the cell," Giovanni said simply. He walked back to his chair and took a seat, crossing his legs. "I don't want to see him anymore."
Green was taken roughly to his feet and his stomach lurched and folded over on itself. He groaned, knowing that these were the effects of the bug and poison type pokemon's venom. He tried to keep himself from vomiting, but in the end couldn't help himself and emptied the contents of his stomach on the floor beside him.
Giovanni curled his lip.
"Especially in this state."
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Red stared at the stairs, unmoving. When the door opened, he grabbed the bars, clenching them tightly as Green was dragged down them and thrown inside.
Green immediately curled up, shivering and sweating profusely. Red went to his side, unsure what to do.
"The antidote will be given to you you when you decide to join us," Archer said stiffly, waiting for an answer.
Green struggled to focus as he flipped the Rocket off, muttering, "I'll be fine in a few hours." He instantly made a face and coughed, unable the throw anything up as his stomach was empty. Red, still confused about how to react or respond, just settled on patting Green's shoulder instead.
Archer said nothing as he made his way upstairs.
Green waited until the door closed before moving to lie on his back. He shuddered as another wave of nausea rushed over him along with a wave of pain, panting as he closed his eyes. Yet he still smiled as he felt Red's hesitant yet gentle touch on his shoulder cease it's patting and it just stayed there.
At least he was alive.
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This chapter got me thinking.
Yes, writing that scene took me forever. But also see how long the chapter is.
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Thank you!