Chapter 18
Wow, 40k+ words so far and only two weeks of writing. I'd like to send a shout out to My lady lass, best friends, Kiri from Bulbagarden, Zach from Bulbagarden and most importantly, large amounts of sugar!.
Last Chapter: Zach was attacked by several Advent guards and lost the data pertaining to the Ketchum case. He manages to find out that an Ex-spec ops agent is in the advent though. The director orders Kite to use Ash as bait and for Willow to find the mole in her organization.
Sceptile was quickly woken up from his alcohol induced dreams when a bucket of water was poured over him head. His eyes shot open as he quickly jerked into a sitting position.
Pain exploded in his head and stomach. He turned to the side and let lose an explosive blast of vomit that would have made a Muk using sludge bomb proud. After evacuating his digestive tract he opened his eyes to see stars.
It was still night.
Sceptile tried to move but his headache was telling him no go on that one.
LAST TIME I EVER DRINK BEER….
"What time is it…" Sceptile muttered. There was a laugh from behind him. Sceptile managed to turn his head without throwing up, but when he saw who was standing behind him, he almost threw up anyways.
The Lucario standing before him was dressed in a camouflage colored pair of jeans and long sleeve shirt. On his head was a wide brimmed hat and under it, his eyes were covered by a pair of aviator sunglasses. On his feet where a pair of boots too.
"Sange what are you doing.."
Sange started to yell in a voice that was far lower than usual.
"MY NAME IS DRILL SERGENT TO YOU"
"Drill what?"
"SHUTUP AND GIVE ME TWENTY PUSHUPS." Sange said pointing towards the ground. Sceptile looked at him like he was crazy.
"It's what? Two in the morning and I'm having the first hangover of my life, when I said train me I ment-"
The rest of his sentence was cut off as Sange darted forward and picked Sceptile. His head spiked from pain as he was set on his feet by his 'master'. Sceptile threw up again, on one of Sanges boots this time. Kite's Pokémon didn't move as Sceptile wiped his mouth with his hand and smiled feebly.
"ummm….."
"Son…these boots cost me a hundred dollars…."
"I'm sorry…"
Sange pointed towards the river. "WALK."
Sceptile started walking, trying to ignore the pain in his head. Behind him, Sange launched into a monolog.
"Boy, by the time I'm through with you your going to be UN-FREAKING-BEATABLE. You're going to dance like a Butterfree and sting like a freight train! You'll be a god damn ninja if I have my way with you. Popping out of nowhere and blowing the crap out of everything in your way. You'll be jumping across walls and flying though the air like a freakin-"
"Arrrrrrg stop talking so loud!" Sceptile complained while holding onto his head in pain. They had arrived at the river and where walking along it.
"Feh…lightweight." Sange said.
"This is my first hangover, give me a break!"
"Ok fine, here's your break!" Sange jumped forward and pushed Sceptile in to the water. The forest Pokémon let out a startled yelp as he fell into the water, but within seconds he was on his feet with an angry look on his face.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" He yelled.
"You feel better don't you?" Sange said. For some reason all the clothes he had on a second ago where gone.
Strangely, he did. The headache that had been assaulting every one of his senses was not gone, but at least bearable. Sceptile scratched his head.
"I do now…" Sceptile swam over to the bank of the creek and pulled himself out.
"Well now that that is taken care of, we can begin training now." In one fluid moment, Sange jumped into one of the branches of a tree that was above him. He gestured for Sceptile to join him.
Bracing his legs, the lizard like Pokémon flew into the air and landed next to Sange. He smiled. If jumping was going to be tested, he knew he would do well. He had always been a good jumper.
Sange pointed in a direction away from the camp.
"Your job is to try and catch me, touch the ground and you lose."
Sceptile grinned, it was a jumping challenge.
"Go."
Before Sceptile could even blink, Sange as flying through the air towards the next tree. He landed on a small branch that looked too small to hold his weight. But instead of breaking when he landed on it, the branch simply bent a little. Sange turned around and gave him a thumbs up.
Grinning, Sceptile leaped from the tree and aimed for the same branch Sange was on. Sange quickly jumped towards another branch on the same tree and watched him. Sceptiles feet touched the branch.
CRACK
The branch snapped in half as Sceptiles weight touched it. He flailed his arms and managed to grab a hold of another branch. Above him, Sange laughed.
"Having problems big guy?"
Sceptile pulled himself up and looked at the Lucario.
"No I'm fine!" Sange yelled and jumped towards another tree.
Sceptile grinned and chased after him.
You want a chase? I'll give you a chase
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Sange ran across several branches as Sceptile flew through the air behind him. Twisting around he propelled himself towards another tree with a small truck and almost no branches. He grabbed a hold of the trunk and allowed his momentum to spin him around. He let go of the tree and flew in an entirely different direction, landing gracefully on an oak tree.
Sceptile ran up the side of a tree in order to get higher. Once he got to a higher elevation, the forest Pokémon turned around and started running across it, he then leaped off of it like a diving board. He sailed through the air, doing a flip and landed on a branch next to Sange.
"We've been at this for ten minutes, how much longer do I have to chase you!"
Sange folded his arms.
"So you think you ready?"
"Yeah, I've proven I can keep up with you!"
"You can keep up sure, but what about in a battle?"
"We're not having a battle.."
Sange snapped his fingers. For a moment, nothing happened, all Sceptile good here was the wind through the trees, and all he could see was the moonlit forest. Suddenly he heard a whistling sound in the air. Sceptile quickly looked for the source of the sound but saw nothing. He looked again and finally saw it.
Three spinning green leaves flying through the air.
Sceptile prepared to dodge, but he realized that the leaves weren't aimed for him, but the branch he was on. The Razor leaves sliced through the branch like a knife through warm butter and it started to fall towards the ground. But Sceptile was already flying through the air. He landed on another branch.
But as soon as his feet touched the wood, he knew something was wrong. This feeling was increased when he felt a cold sensation spreading up his legs and that he couldn't gain any traction. He looked down and saw that the entire branch was covered in ice.
"What the heck?" he said after grabbing onto another branch with his hands to stabilize himself.
"He he, challenge is still on, you got too catch me." He held up an finger. "But this time, your under fire!"
To emphasize his point, several bullet seeds and ice shards sped towards him. Sceptile grunted and hopped towards another tree, but the slippery branch he was on caused him to mis-jump and land on the branch face first.
"Ouch…" A few dozen feet away, Sange landed on another tree.
"Better watch out kid! My friends aren't known for their lack of accuracy!"
Sceptile quickly got to his feet and jumped to another branch, just as several razor leafs cut through the branch he was on. Not even slowing his pace, Sceptile threw himself up towards a tall Oak tree. He grabbed a limb with his hands and flipped over towards another tree. Behind him, he could hear the sound of several projectiles slamming into the tree. He leaped towards another large oak tree and looked around for Sange.
Suddenly out of nowhere, the fighting Pokémon flew towards him and landed on the same branch he was on. He clapped his hands and his bone staff appeared. Moving quickly, he brought the staff down on Sceptile, who managed to bring up his leaf blades up to deflect it.
"Focus Kid, be aware of your surroundings at all times."
Sceptile quickly jumped backwards and dodged a cluster of bullet seeds, his victory was short lived however, as Sange dashed towards him and swept his staff in a wide arc. Sceptile again managed to defect the blow.
"But don't forget your opponent either!" He spun around and shoved his staff forward like a spear. Sceptile leaned to the side while making sure he stayed on the branch, dodging it. He quickly tried to move forward to attack Sange, but another volley of bulled seeds and ice shards prevented him from doing so.
Sceptile quickly cart wheeled backwards as the projectiles soared towards him. Once his feet were back on the bark, he rushed forward and unleashed a flurry of attack at Sange.
Slice, dodge, block, jump, back flip, spin and attack. Those actions became the single driving force behind his whole existence. He felt his blood sing as he held his weaved his body through the combat.
It's just a dance…
Sceptile jumped forward, back flipping at the same time, and unleashing a vicious uppercut that Sange ducked under.
A dance we spend our lives perfecting
Landing on his feet, he spun around let loose with a vicious backhand that was blocked by the blue staff, Sange counter attack with a quick vertical strike.
It lights our soul aflame
He blocked it quickly and let loose with a dozen or so blow in a blink of an eye, each one was blocked.
This is a passion
Sceptile threw himself flat as a volley of bullet seeds arced across his head, he then pulled himself back to his feet quickly and dashed towards Sange again.
But like all dances…
Sange put so much strength into his next blow that it shoved Sceptile to his knees.
They must come to an end.
As the staff slowly edged towards Sceptiles face, he forgot to take the other attacks into account. He felt several dozen ice shards and bullet seeps slam into his side, knocking him off the branch and onto the ground. The wind was knocked out of his lungs as he crashed into the ground.
But even then, the feeling of failure in his heart was still what hurt him the most.
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"Well kid, you did much better than I thought you would." Sange said as he landed on the ground next to Sceptile.
"Does it matter? I still failed…" The forest Pokémon said with a sigh. He propped himself up and leaned against the tree he and Sange had fought on. Sange sighed, took out his pipe and lit it up.
"This exercise was made for you to fail." He let out a puff of smoke. "I could tell you were good, but when being attacked by three enemies at the same time…well that's another story."
"Who was that attacking?"
Sange looked over towards the woods. "HEY GUYS, COME OUT NOW!" There was a small rustle and a three Pokémon walked towards them.
"Meet some of Deans Pokémon, Froslass, Shitry and Blaziken."
The Shiftry was the first to talk.
"Sup, nice jumping out there."
"You are very strong indeed." Froslass said with a telepathic voice.
"You are pretty good Kid." Blaziken added. Froslass sighed.
"For the last time, you can't call him kid, he's older than you!"
Blaziken looked at his feet dejectedly.
Sceptile turned towards Sange.
"I thought you didn't want anyone else knowing you were training me."
"Well I decided that was kind of dumb because I needed some help…Hey blaze, can we get a fire going?" He asked the large fire Pokémon.
"Sure thing dude." He said while walking towards a large tree. He opened his mouth, letting loose a huge flamethrower that engulfed the whole tree.
"Not that big of a fire…" Sange said. Blaziken ignored him and started dancing around.
"WHOOOOO FIRE FIRE FIRE!!! BUUUUUURN WHOOO."
Suddenly there was a cold blast of wind and the fire was snuffed out as Froslass used icy wind to extinguish the fire. Blaziken looked like someone had just shot his puppy.
"awwww……"
"Jeez you're going to burn down a forest if you keep it up like this." The snow land Pokémon then used psychic to break off a few branches from some other trees and place them in a large pile. Blaziken then used flamethrower, lighting the branches and Shiftry, who was standing next to the pile on fire. The wicked Pokémon started running around on circles.
"AHHHHH WHAT DO I DO, WHAT DO I DO!"
"Stop, drop and roll!" Sceptile yelled.
"Panic!" Sange added.
A Bunearyjumped out of the forest.
"DO A BARREL ROLL!"(For the love of god, someone please tell me they understand this reference..)
Froslass sighed and used icy wind again to put the fire out.
"Am I the only one with brains in the group…."
Shiftry, after being cooled off, walked several feet away from the fire to sit down. He then began the process of thinking of ways to kill Blaziken and get away with it. The rest of the group huddled close to the fire, except Froslass held back a little.
"So honestly, did I do well?" Sceptile asked the group.
"Anyone that can hold his own against Sange is very powerful." Froslass said. Shiftry laughed.
"I wouldn't say it like that, but yeah kid you did well."
Sceptile frowned.
"Can you guys stop calling me kid?"
"Can you beat me in a fight?" Sange asked.
"Well no I can't…."
"There's your answer."
They we're all silent for a few moments, enjoying the warm comfort of the fire. Sceptile then asked Sange something that had been on his mind for a long time.
"Hey master," Sange grinned, "How did Kite catch you?"
Sange let out a puff of smoke.
"Well kid I hatched from an egg on a night not to different 6 years ago to the day. The first thing I remembered seeing was Kites smiling face in the Pokémon center. So I've been with him my entire life."
"Where did he get your egg?"
Sange shifted uncomfortably.
"Kid, you can ask Kite a lot of things, but anything about his past is off limits, I've known him for six years and the only thing I've gotten out of him is that he used to live in Kanto and never knew his parents, only his grandparents and brother. I've tried asking him dozens of times and every time I ask he always gets into a sour mood."
"Is it frustrating not knowing?"
"There are other things in life you should worry about. Kid, I have other things to worry about…"Sange drifted off. Sceptile felt like asking him what he meant, but the look on his masters face told him not too.
Froslass suddenly levitated into the air and looked towards the forest.
"Hey, don't some Pokémon get agitated from smoke?" She asked. Shiftry shrugged.
"I think some bug types, why?"
"Because….THERE'S A FREAKING SWARM OF BEEDRILL SWARMING TOWARDS US!" She yelled. The group jumped to their feet and looked around.
"I hear something!" Sceptile said. He could hear a slight buzzing sound over the wind and crackling of the flames.
"I think…."Sange began, and then he whipped around as a huge swarm of Pokémon came flying through the trees. Dozens upon dozens of poison bee Pokémon flew towards the group of Pokémon with malice in their eyes. They we're all chanting the same thing.
"SMOKE BAD! DEATH TO THE FIRE STARTERS!" they all said over and over again. Blaziken stepped forwards.
"Time for some roasted insect-"Froslass smacked him in the back of the head.
"You idiot, there are too many! Time to run!"
Shiftry jumped up and began running back towards the camp, with Froslass and Blaziken behind him. Sange and Sceptile also started running.
"Time to see if those jumping lessons paid of Kid!"
Behind them, the swarm slowly inched closer to the fleeing Pokémon.
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Kiri yawned and put on her hat as she pulled herself out of her sleeping bag. She looked up into the sky and saw the slightest rays of dawn in the sky. Around her, the rest of the group was asleep. She smiled and decided to wash her face down by the river.
Quietly, she made her way out of the camp, almost tripping when she heard Dean say something about 'hamburgers for breakfast' in his sleep. Smiling she made her way down to the river.
At the river, she fell to her knees and gently splashed some water into her face.
Ahhh….the outdoors…I can get used to-
Suddenly on the other side of the bank, she saw a very wide eyed Shiftry with a large scorch mark on its head run past her. Shortly followed by a Froslass and what she recognized to be Ash's Sceptile. Both were hauling ass down the riverbank with looks of fear on their faces.
"Hmm that's weird…" she muttered. But nothing could compare to what she saw next.
A Blaziken was being chased by at least seventy angry Beedrill. She stared opened mouthed as the large fire type Pokémon was poked over and over again in the buttocks by the bug Pokémon, making his butt swell to epic proportions. Tears where running down his eyes as he struggled to run faster.
Behind the Swarm of bug type Pokémon, came Sange, who was carry a very large log in his.
"AHHAHAHA HERE COMES THE PAIN TRAIN!"Sange yelled as he chased after the bug Pokémon.
Kiri watched until they were out of sight. She then promptly headed back to the campsite, got back into her sleeping bag, and tried to fall back asleep.
Why do I wake up to crap like this in the morning…?
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"WE ARE SO SCREWED!" Froslass yelled from beside him. Sceptile grunted as he jumped over a small boulder.
"Two things I've learned today, never start a fire in the forest, and never drink something with alcohol!"
Behind them they heard Blaziken let out another yelp of pain.
"WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME THAT GETS STUNG IN THE BUTT!" He yelled. Froslass and Sceptile didn't bother to answer.
Sange finally managed to catch up to Sceptile and Froslass, having tried to beat some of the bugs up with a large log and failing.
"Hey god, it's me Sange, I know I have done some bad things in life-"
"You robbed a liquor store once… no multiple times!!" Froslass yelled.
"Ok, I've done A LOT of bad things in life, but I've always had good intention in my heart…"
"You once took a dump in a Pokémon centers air conditioning unit and put cherry bombs in all the toilets because Nurse Joy beat you in a card game!" Shiftry yelled from in front of him.
"Ok I might be a jokester sometimes…."
"You poisoned the eggnog at last year's Christmas party with a Laxative! And then stole the buildings entire supply of toilet paper!!" Blaziken yelled between yelps of pain. Sange sighed.
"Guys I'm trying to enlist divine aid, you can AT LEAST not be a bunch of douches and act like this."
Suddenly, all the Beedrill stopped moving and hovered in midair. The group skidded to a stop and watched as a sinister looking purple aura surrounded the bug Pokémon. Then suddenly, they were hurled through the air at breakneck speeds, and went out of sight.
"Hey guys guess what, god loves me, and I win!" Sange said happily.
"Yes I am god, but I defiantly don't love you." Everyone looked around for the source of the voice. Behind them, a shiny blue Gardevoir stepped out of the bushes with a Pikachu on her shoulder.
"Thanks moon!" Froslass said. Moon just shrugged.
"No problem, stuff like this usually happens when your around Sange."
"It's not always that bad…." He said. Moon and Sange immediately started to bicker like an old married couple.
Sceptile sighed.
Weirdest…training day….ever