Trapped in the Darkness – Chapter 19
A Pokemon Fanfiction
Awawawa I am so sorry I haven't updated in a month but I got a tumblr and I was being all excited because of it and stuff and I also had one hell of a crazy month making cosplay and traveling all over the place and I sill need to finish my Green cosplay and I only just now got time to write it because I'm going to band camp next week and can't do it then.
Anyway, please just enjoy this next chapter!
Pearl: The author owns nothing!
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Green yawned, stretching as he stood up. He glanced at Red to ask him what had happened when he had dozed off, but it seemed his rival was too busy trying to get to his Pokemon. He looked around himself, searching for brown on white. There was a flutter in his stomach as he remembered Petrel's mind trick with his Eevee, nervous about seeing his first Pokemon.
He was terrified of that repulsion, the fact that when that Eevee was mere inches from his he wanted nothing other than to get away from it, no matter what he had to do.
Green suddenly realized what he was thinking and frowned as felt shame creep up his face. This was his Eevee he was talking about for Mew's sake! The little ball of fluff and attitude hadn't changed a bit since he got here.
That is, if he could find her.
It seemed the room they were in was connected to several small doorways that narrowed off into corridors, leading into another chambers. There seemed to be four or five of the things, each one of them with the lights blaring on the opposite side of the hallways. Green felt a migraine announce it's arrival time for later in the day and he grimaced.
The room the trainers were currently in had a few cages in it, all of them housing a small Pokemon of sort. The largest one had to be the Cinccino, and the smallest the Emolga.
"Cinccino!" Black cried, rushing over to the cage immediately. The Scarf Pokemon let out a happy and relieved chirp, stretching out it's tiny paw to make contact with it's trainers. Black looked her over before letting out a sigh of relief, resting his head on the cage tiredly. "Thank Arceus you're safe. Where are the others?"
Gold squeaked as he got to his Furrett, petting it at well as he could through the metal pegs of the cage. Silver rose an eyebrow as he shook his Sneasel's claw.
"You still have that Furrett?" he asked, mild surprise filling his tone. Gold glanced at his indignantly, pursing his lips as his eyes narrowed.
"I won my title with "this Furrett", asshole," he said. "And I've beaten you with it too." He turned back to the normal type, smiling faintly as he scratched it's cheeks. "It's my baby."
Silver rolled his eyes, fussing with the lock on he cage.
Sapphire stood in front of her Azumarill's cage, crossing her arms as she looked at the lock. "These look automated to me," she said, tipping her head to the side. "There must be a switch somewhere."
Green finally found the cage with his Eevee in it. Her chest rose and fell softly as she napped, and luckily enough for her, her cage was in a sunbeam. She looked like she had been in several struggles, for her fur was dirty and matted in some places. Green frowned and stuck his index finger through the cage and mussed with her tail.
And then he got bit on that same finger.
Green retracted his hand, yelping. Inside the cage his Eevee growled, her fur fluffed out so she looked twice her normal size. When she saw her trainer instead of an enemy she stopped her attack and blinked, surprised.
"Ow!" Green said, shaking his hand. "Why'd you do that for?" His Eevee blinked again before launching back her own defensive mewls. Green put his hands out in front of the cage. "I wasn't trying to hurt you! Sweet Arceus, you need to see who's touching you before you attack!"
Beside the two arguing, Red and his Pikachu sighed softly at the familiar sight of trainer fighting with Pokemon. No, this wasn't weird at all: Green and Eevee fought a lot for two who had been together for so long. But it was never hateful.
White and Crystal sat down next to the cages that contained their Emolga and Jumpluff. "How do you suppose we get them out?" White asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Why don't you kick something," Black muttered sarcastically. White glared and smacked him on the back of the head. N chewed his lip as he thought, looking down one of the hallways.
"Maybe there's something down there," he suggested timidly, not entirely sure if he wanted to get between the two arguing Unova trainers.
"Yeah," Pearl butted in, crossing his arms. "None of my Pokemon are here, so they have to be somewhere else." He looked around the room again. "There must be a control panel in this part of the fortress somewhere. . ."
Sapphire and Ruby perked up, Sapphire thrusting her hand in the air like an excited child. "We'll take care of it! We're the experts when it comes to stuff like this!" She grabbed Ruby's hand and guided him toward a doorway.
"Hold on there a minute Sapphire," said Green, who had ceased arguing with his Eevee for a second. He looked at the hallway and lowered his voice somewhat. "I don't know if we're completely alone yet. It would be better if we stuck together just in case of. . ." he trained off, his hand going to his chest as he released a sigh. When he continued his voice was tight. ". . . things."
Sapphire hesitated before nodding, slowly making her way back to the rest of the group. The others subconsciously fell into a tight circle, glancing around nervously.
Pearl reached for Platinum's hand, but when he searched for it he found empty air. His eyes darted to the left in a panicked way when he noticed she was gone. He spun around, feeling the curious eyes of everyone else on his back.
Until Diamond understood.
"Where's Platinum?" he asked, looking around with Pearl. Pearl tugged his hair, his pumpkin eyes terrified. He was getting jittery, and that was a statement considering he always was bouncing off the walls. No, Pearl was literally shaking in his sneakers.
"No, no, no, she was right here!" he said, exasperated. He looked up, squishing his cheeks irritably before letting his poor abused cheeks go. "Platinum? Platinum!"
"Pearl?"
The voice came from down one of the hallways. Pearl's head whipped in the direction of the sound and dashed off. The others followed just as quickly, squeezing down the narrow hallway to make their way into a room just as large, if not larger, room. There were larger Pokemon in here.
Platinum was bent down in front of a double cage, a Lucario in one and a Gardevoir in the other. She was murmuring smoothly to them both, smiling softly and comforting them.
Pearl relaxed immediately at the sight, but questioned her swiftly. "Why did you run off?"
Platinum didn't look back. "Something was drawing me down here," she replied thoughtfully. "I wanted to see what it was, and I came down here. It seems Lucario's aura was calling me."
Pearl's anger deflated like a balloon, so he didn't press the situation any further. Looking around, he grinned in delight as he spied his Rapidash and his Snorlax.
At least, he thought it was because there were two of them were next to each other.
"What the hell?" Pearl said, looking at the two Snorlaxes. Red appeared beside him but he didn't react. "Seriously, which one is mine?"
Red tilted his head to the side, stepping towards the cage delicately before touching the bars. He glanced at the one and then the other before pointing to the one on the left.
"Yours." He pointed to the opposite one. "Mine."
Pearl faltered before nodding. "O-Oh, okay. Thanks, Red."
Red nodded before turning back around, discovering several trainers missing. He glowered at Green, who wasn't paying attention to anyone as he talked to his Arcanine animatedly. Sighing, he looked around the room some more to try and see if any of his other Pokemon were in the room several people were occupying.
Ruby found his Milotic and was stroking it's neck gently. Silver had found his Alakazam next to Crystal's Poliwrath. Diamond's Lopunny and Luxuray were in the same cage. Black succeeded in finding his Gothitelle, and N had gotten to his Zoroark and Archeops. It seemed as a whole: Gold, Sapphire, White, and Crystal and were missing.
Red's frown deepened and he walked over to his rival. "Weren't we supposed to stick together?" he growled through clenched teeth, grabbing Green by his arm to make sure he was actually paying attention. Green rose an eyebrow, looking at his rival strangely.
"When you were off daydreaming, I told them they could leave together if they were careful," Green replied. "I'm pretty sure we're the only ones here though." He smiled wryly, crossing his arms. "What? Is Red not so anti-social as he would appear?"
Red sighed irritably, looking away. "I'm worried, alright?"
Green nodded, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, yeah, I know. I am too." He looked back at the floor in front of his Arcanine. "But I'm not gonna say no to them. Sapphire looked like she was gonna leap out of her skin if she didn't go somewhere." He scuffed his shoe on the floor, kicking the air halfheartedly.
Red, whose agitation had settled down back into the pit of his stomach, glanced at the doorway when the slapping of shoes against linoleum was heard. In ran the four missing trainers, each loaded down with bags and various other items.
"We found our stuff!" Gold cried out triumphantly. "And the rest of the Pokemon too – they're all in separate rooms. But otherwise and ultimately unharmed!" The four dropped the assorted bags on the floor in a variety of colors, bending down and picking up their own off the ground.
The others swooped in and grabbed theirs too. Green made his way over and picked up the small white bag that usually hung at his waist. He reattached smoothly and breathed a sigh if comfort as the bag clung to his hip.
Red quietly searched through his bag, obtaining the Pokegear that hadn't been touched since the last time he had used it. Once he had made sure everything was as it should have been, he slung this backpack over his shoulders and closed his eyes at the reassuring feeling he received when it was firmly in place. It felt just as it had the night he had been kidnapped, except that was weeks ago.
"Where'd you find this stuff?" Pearl asked, handing Platinum her bag. Diamond grinned as he readjusted his right shoulder strap.
"In the control room," he said. "I thought it would be better to tell our Pokemon what the plan was before we released them. I mean: half of them don't even know we're here!"
Green grimaced as he imagined the alternative. Chaos. "Yep. Good thinking," he muttered as he cracked his knuckles.
"So we meet back here after we find them all?"
"Deal."
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Gold stamped his foot impatiently.
"Where the hell is he!"
The group was currently waiting for N, who had strayed away from Black and White when they were running around the rooms to find their Pokemon. Black tried to look unaffected by his friend's disappearance, but there was certain ticks of anxiety that came off of him in waves. The almost minute tapping of his heel, the way he chewed his thumbnail: it was obvious he was nervous.
And from what Red learned about N's earlier farewell, he understood why the boy would be.
"He'll be back," White said assuredly, rubbing Black's shoulders comfortingly. Her eyes told a different story. "He promised he wouldn't leave again."
"What Pokemon is he looking for?" Silver asked, shifting his weight from his right foot to stand erect. Black glanced his direction for a minute before thinking a split second. He opened his mouth to speak before the echoing sound of footsteps sounded.
"Sorry. I couldn't find someone. . ." N panted, coming to a stop from running in front of the group. He stood up straight after a second, blowing a few pistachio colored locks away from his eyes. He glanced at Black in an apologetic expression, who glared back at him. N suddenly realized what he had done and he winced.
"Oh. . . oh no," he breathed. "I'm sorry Black, I made you worry."
"I wasn't worried, moron," Black snapped. He pinched the bridge of his nose and marched toward the direction of the control room. "Let's just get this over with so we can go home."
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Why do I feel like this chapter was the worst thing I've ever written.