Hey everyone! How goes it?

Oh me? Well you know, the usual!

And by usual I mean doing homework or studying for tests, then when said events are over, forget about stories and procrastinate by chilling with friends and reading a TON of mangas.

And by a TON, I mean a TON.

I've read this one called Noblesse. OH MAI GAWD, IT'S THE BEST. EVAR. I'm not even kidding. Go read it NAO.

And if you don't, I'll force you to watch SpongeBob SquarePants until his laugh sounds very pedo-like. (Unfortunately for you guys, this type of torture doesn't affect me. Mostly because I LUV SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS. Fear my nerdy-ness.)

But yeah, in other words, I was procrastinating because I got writers block for this chappie. (I know right, I can't believe the mighty me got... WRITERS BLOCK! Oh noes!)

BUT WORRY NAWT!

I haz planned some stuff for this story during history and math class! (History is boring and math is easy, so there's no problem.)

...but now I have yet to decide which victim-I mean OC!-will be the next chapter to be written. Most have been organized in order to somehow make your wishes come true, so it's now a bit difficult to pick the next one.

BUT ALAS! I HAS CHOSEN ONE!

(So I can stop being so melodramatic about it already.)

So yeah, enjoy?

Oh yeah, some have been wondering about the contest and what's going to happen to it.

Well if the dome tent thing isn't destroyed when the whole ordeal is over, then the contest will resume like nothing happened. It will be like some sort of epilogue after the conflict is done with.

Sounds good?

Now read~

-CHANEL'S CHAPTER-

"Hurry! They're after us!" Rin cried from behind me as we ran, Hina looking like she might pee herself from fright. I bent down and picked up Zuzu, stopping her from tangling in my legs and nearly tripping me over as she hopped after me.

I glanced over my shoulder, eeping when I noticed the dark fellows after us, "Th-they're gaining!"

"Waaah!" Hina cried pathetically as she picked up her pace and took the lead, "I don't wanna die!"

"Don't worry!" Rin gasped in determination, "I won't let my friends get hurt!"

I hope she sticks to that promise. I certainly hopes no one gets hurt with all that's going on.

But where is everyone?

I was watching the contest one second, and then the next, a giant fluffy red and brown dog was growling and spitting fire everywhere. People screamed and ran around in frenzy, and Rin and Hina quickly found me to call out Zuzu to douse the fire intruder.

"Chanel!" Rin gasped next to me, pointing her finger diagonally across my vision, "Watch out for—!"

The blast of harsh energy connected onto my side swiftly before the warning could even be finished. Gravity lost, I was roughly discarded away from the group, rolling painfully on the soil as my body ached for a safe heaven.

"Chanel!" Rin and Hina shrieked in sync, and I heard their footsteps run closer. The sound of more destruction and attacks being unleashed resounded, and then all was silenced. I pushed my body to my knees, careful not to squish Zuzu who was cowering in my arms, and watched in horror as a not-so-dangerous looking green blob (OF DOOM!) with some sort of head stuck in it circled the air between me and the other two girls, sending a few burst of psychic attacks that was able to keep them at bay.

What kind of Pokémon was that?

I certainly never saw it before!

"Well, well, well," A person—whom I'm guessing was the owner of the green blob—stepped forward, identity hidden under the hood of his billowing cloak. A cloak that matched the one that he with Aerodactyl was seen flying with over head. "What have I found here? A trio of stay girls with weak baby Pokemon."

I flinched self-consciously and peeked down at my Marill. Was she really a baby? Was she really that weak as he said? She is pretty clingy and obsessive... maybe I've been spoiling her too much?

"You're helping that girl with the Arcanine—" Rin gulped in hopes that the man wasn't going to suddenly lash out, and Hina cowered behind her to hide. "—aren't you?"

"So what if I am?" He shrugged his cloaked shoulders and let one of his hands pass the cloak to point at Rin and Hina, "Grab those girls, Solosis!"

The green blob let out a miniscule cry before it vanished all of a sudden. I blinked in surprise and wildly looked about, only spotting the green bouncy-ball looking Pokémon a bit too late, "Rin, Hina! B-behind—!"

The duo turned, but they were hit in the face by a blast of psychic energy. They were knocked off their feet for a few seconds before joining me on the ground. I gave them a tentative wry smile, which they returned with a grimace.

"Rilli, use Swift!" The little Azurill bounced on its tail and flew in the direction on the Pokémon called Solosis, twirling in midair before unleashing the familiar multitude of golden and white stars that came out of her mouth.

He-with-cloak automatically ducked from a few stray ones and narrowed his eyes at us, "Do you want me to tie you up and then gag you?"

I gulped. Hina—who crawled next to me and smiled in greeting—pulled a face uncomfortably at the idea.

He stalked up to us, boots nearly touching my nose as I leaned up to look at him. "I think I might just do that." He snapped his fingers, "Solosis, hold them still while I take care of this little trouble maker." He roughly grabbed Rin's arm and hoisted her up to her feet, ignoring her complaints that he was hurting her.

Meanwhile, while she was having a stare off with Sir-Capes-A-Lot (and her Azurill was trying to headbutt the guy to make him let go but was failing), Hina and I were covered with purple energy before we were lifted into the air, Zuzu and Hina's Togepi hovering and flailing some distance from us. Hina tried getting to her egg Pokémon by pushing back the air as if she was a swimmer, but failed when Solosis only separated them further.

I'm sure this is what Jillian felt like when that Latias practically ate her.

I sure hope I don't throw up...

It wouldn't be pretty.

"I heard noises—" The familiar figure of Kyle distinctly became clearer as he exited an alley, running in our direction with a Scizor slinking behind him. When he spotted us though, his eyebrows rose in surprise and he hesitated, "—what the hell is going on?"

"K-kyle!" Hina eeped when the man with the cloak turned sharply to look at the boy, and then at her to shut up, "Don't come any closer!"

Kyle hesitated for a moment before looking at his Scizor, "Blade, use Metal Claw on that floating blob!"

"Sci-zor!" Blade pushed off the ground and shot over to where Solosis was floating, said little Pokémon thing shrieking in horror when a large metalized crab-like claw came into contact with its face and body (in this case, they are both the same thing). The little ball of green-ness flew and sunk to the ground next to his master, but I was too busy connecting my jaw to the floor to take notice of anything else.

"Tori, use Double Slap!" Hina called behind me as I pushed myself up to my knees again. I looked back and had a split second to curl into a ball as the little egg Pokémon happily used me as a support so that she could jump higher and unleash her attack on Solosis.

"Chanel," Hina whispered, and I turned in time to catch her smile and "Thanks!"

I smiled back good-naturedly and got up, heading straight for my Marill who was watching the bright red bug Pokémon, little egg Pokémon, and Solosis go at it in fear, standing way too close for comfort.

"Zuzu!"

The little aquatic mouse turned at the sound of my voice, eyes widening when a boot came at her face at the split second. I gasped and ran faster, only to freeze in shock when the guy wearing the cape held her down using his foot, squishing her uncomfortably close to the ground.

"L-let go of her!" I cried pathetically, and I mentally cursed myself for stuttering at a time like this. Why am I always so weak in times of crisis? Scratch that, why am I always so weak?

"Rah!" Rin cried out of nowhere, diving for the man as she tackled him to the ground. This forced him to let go of my Pokémon, and I immediately went to pick her up as she blubbered and cried into my shoulder. I quickly murmured words of solace, petting her softly until she calmed down. Until we calmed down.

"Rill!" She blinked huge dark brown eyes at in, them shining in determination, "Ma-ma-rill!"

Even though I had no idea what she was saying, something was telling me to put her down and to battle. But battle who? Solosis was battling two against one, which isn't fair to it, not that I'm going to complain. Rin was brawling with the owner of said green Pokémon, Hina sending a few worried glances so that they don't kill each other.

"Chanel!" Kyle called me. I jumped in surprise, not expecting him to be talking to me. "You go on ahead! We'll take care of these people! You go help someone!"

"K-kay!" I frowned at my own stutter before letting Zuzu down and calling out my second Pokémon as I started to jog in the direction where we were supposed to be heading for (which is around central place, where most non-trainers were told to evacuate, which also means that there's going to be trainers there trying to protect them), "Come on out, Nylee!"

The fire horse came out of the Pokéball in a slow jog, enough to keep up with me while I climbed onto him, before sprinting in the direction I ordered him to go—the dock!

He suddenly jumped us over a few pedestrians, and I glanced back to yell an apology when I gasped and pulled back on Nylee's hair to turn back. He did so obediently and followed my orders exactly when I suddenly yelled, "Flamethrower on that guy dressed in black!"

"Gaahhh!" The man yelled in surprise, jumping back as he moved from the line of fire, successfully creating a barrier to separate him and his victim. "What the—!" I stepped in front of him (well technically, Nylee did) and stopped my Pokémon from making me circle him intimidatingly, "What do you think you're doing!"

I'm glad my Pokémon was with me, or else I don't think I'd have the guts to stand up to him. "S-stopping your smuggling!"

"Oh really now?" He pulled out his Pokéball and unleashed an irritated looking Floatzel, "I'm sorry but you're at a disadvantage now!"

You know, being a Pokémon trainer isn't just fun and games...

I stiffened when my Ponyta grew awkward under me, having the feeling that I was the one going to have to be strong in order for us to win this.

...you need to have determination and confidence, knowing and trusting your Pokémon's skillz, along with your own...

"Water pulse!"

"ZEL!"

It didn't waste a second to unleash the large untameable burst of incredible water.

...more than a teammate's, more than a friend's...

"Jump, Nylee!" I cried as I tugged my horse's hair (like makeshift reins, what else can I do?) and he followed obediently, flying high above the dangerous liquid. We soared back down in the next split second though, and I didn't waste time, "Stomp in the face!"

...like a best friend...

WHABONK.

Boot to the head.

(Or should it be horseshoe to the head?)

...forever in sync!

The Grunt growled in hate (at me) before he pointed straight in my direction, "Bring them down with an Aqua Jet!"

"Zel-zel!"

Bring it on!

-LINEBIATCH-

"Oh h-hi Bree!" I greeted the second after she ordered her Shinx to knock out the Floatzel via Thunderbolt. One hit KO and the grunt hissed at this inconvenience before tossing out another ball. To our surprise, an Electrode appeared from its glow just as the water Pokémon got returned.

"Salut!" (Hey!) She greeted back with a smile before facing the opponent.

Electric against electric or fire against electric, who has a better chance here? Wouldn't it be me, since having the same type fighting each other would lead to a possible tie?

"Nylee, flamethrower!" I called before stepping in front of my roommate, "I-I'll take care of this one, you help him—" I pointed to the man we just helped, "—g-get with the other citizens!"

"There's no need for that!" My opponent exclaimed suddenly, expression gone to eccentric and slightly hysterical. "Electrode... EXPLOSION."

"Shoot!" Bree cried before I heard her shuffling back and grabbing something, "Duck!"

I did as she yelled, faithfully dropping to my knees and curling up to a ball. But then something grabbed my collar roughly and yanked me up.

I gasped and clung onto the first thing I came into contact with. "N-nylee...?"

My horse whinnied before galloping straight for the glowing time bomb. I squeezed my eyes shut, not believing that my horse could be so daring as to try and head straight for it. Doesn't he know we're going to end up dead if he does that?

Then my throat fell into my gut with the tug of gravity as I felt myself hover in the air. I opened my eyes and gaped as I flew over the angry little Electrode.

KABOOM.

It exploded, yet not a piece of debris or anything had touched us. I felt so relieved.

"L-look!" I exclaimed when my horse touched ground again, pointing to where a shadow of a figure was running, "He's getting away! A-after him!"

Nylee didn't even give a sign of hesitation as he flew by at top speed. I clung onto him for my life, feeling my knuckles turning whiter and whiter as the seconds past. He turned a rough corner and I nearly flew off, almost doing the same again as he came to a sudden stop, I nearly letting go in surprise. Since when was Nylee so fast?

I glanced around, blue eyes zooming in on the frantic figure in front of me.

We were in a dead end!

"I-I-I've got you cornered!" I called to my opponent, sliding off my horse which chose that moment to whinny in agreement. I patted his back comfortingly as thanks.

The man stiffened but tried to climb the wall of bricks nonetheless.

"Flamethrower, Nylee!"

The fire came right above his head, so he froze in shock before quickly scrambling back down. He still hadn't given up in finding a way out though.

"Good job, Chanel!" I recognized Bree's voice automatically just as I turned and saw her coming my way with the person we had saved trailing behind a few meters. "Now we can hold him as hostage."

"Not quite..." The cornered Grunt faced us with an ominous smirk, "I just led you two into my trap!"

"Trap?" Bree exclaimed the second I heard footsteps. I quickly turned around at our only exit and watched in horror as a line of Grunts suddenly swooshed in and whipped away all chances of escape.

"Yes! You fell into my trap!" Who I'm guessing was the leader of these grunts (aka, the one who set us up) repeated again. "Now it's time for us to take away your Pokémon!"

"No!" I cried, jumping straight for my horse as the grunt tried to take a grab at him. The horse Pokémon held him off though, letting loose a stream of fire to surround us protectively without I having to command him to. This must be what they mean when a trainer and Pokémon become one, because I'm sure there's no way that my Nylee could've understood anything else but yes, no or an attack move. Still, I'm so glad that he had trusting issues, or else he would've gotten caught and then I don't know what would've happened to us!

I quickly climbed Nylee again before releasing my mouse Pokémon out. She landed on my horse's head happily, but once spotting the danger that was probably behind me, she quickly unleashed an array of bubbles that could've put those Krabbys at the beach to shame.

I glanced over my shoulder to see what the attack was going to do, but then Nylee suddenly shifted and I quickly had to face forward and cling to him if I wanted to stay on. Zuzu jumped from the head and landed behind me, on which I'm guessing was the fire type's butt, and I could hear her unleashing attacks.

Nylee jolted again, and I quickly gasped in surprise when three grunts were trying to force him into a harness so that he wouldn't be able to hurt them while keeping him at bay. My eyebrow twitched and I dared my Pokémon to be wild, "Kick them, Nylee!"

And kick them he did.

Right in the you-know-where-s.

(It was unintentional! I swear! I didn't tell him to hit there! But... he kinda did... yeah...)

Three down, a thousand more to go. (It's an exaggeration, mostly because I don't have the time and patience to count all the heads that were moving around everywhere.)

Nylee jolted again, and I could clearly tell that the attack wasn't from the front. I turned to figure out what was going on the second Zuzu got swept away from the crowd. I twisted my body so that is was an awkward princess-type side posture and extended my leg behind me to kick whoever that held my Pokémon in the head.

The man let go with a painful sounding YOUCH but nevertheless let go, Zuzu quickly hopping back to me. I held her with one arm, the other still faithfully clinging onto Nylee, said creature still shooting out flamethrowers to distance the enemy. By his grunts and wheezes, I could tell that he was tired and was losing ammo... fast!

"Zuzu, use as much Waterguns as you can! Keep them busy!" I called to my little mouse creature as she slipped out of my arms and did as was told—blowing back a curly-haired grunt that was almost able to climb onto Nylee without my knowing.

I hesitantly let go of Nylee's mane, searching all of my possible pockets and hiding spots on me for any PP restoring ailments possible, but the attempt only brought me failure.

And injuries.

But before I even realized that I was blown off my horse, I could only concentrate on the searing pain in my side and trying to find a way to stop it. Would potions work on humans? Do I even have one? What had happened to me to have my side hurt so much?

I felt around my side and winced. Falling off a horse... It can't be that bad! Why would someone make up the expression "When you fall, you just get back up that Ponyta."? If falling off a Ponyta was really dangerous, then why encourage it?

"Hurry and get up!" Someone hissed to me, but with the bunch of grunts scrambling to avoid me and head straight to my Pokémons, I couldn't pinpoint where it came from within the well-thought-of camouflage. Nevertheless, I did as was told and watched in awe as both my Pokémon stayed as they were and were still able to keep grunts at bay.

I just had to find a way to get back up on my Ponyta!

(Oh my, it's just like the expression...!)

Just as I thought it, the grunts' random shuffle party split up until only me, my Pokémon, Bree, and her Pokémon, were all forced to stand awkwardly around the dead end's wall.

What were they doing now? Some kind of trap or something? Or cornering us until they were sure we'd give up?

But no, far from it.

Out from inside the group of grunts, starting at the back, they all started to fall with a domino effect. Most of them were knocked out, and those who tried to escape were stopped by a dangerous looking Dragonite that would suddenly just sit on them until they're unconscious. The worse part of it all, there was a grunt on said Pokémon's back.

Was it a betrayal of some sort? Why would that person just destroy his own team?

I know, it makes no sense to me too but bear with me; nothing really made much sense in the beginning of it all either. Everything is just so random.

"Écoute..." (Listen...) Bree came to stand next to me, her Pokémon joining mine in being our bodyguards and glaring at the knocked-out grunts as they dared them to get up, "Doesn't that Dragonite remind you of something..."

Instead of thinking too much about it though, I spotted the little green creature making its way over with a grunt following behind with a bright grin, the Pokémon's paws narrowly missing some of the sprawled grunts out of his way.

"Now now," The owner of the Ivysaur chimed as he patted its head, "There's no need for you to be nice to the bad guys~"

The Ivysaur did some sort of shy growl with its face slowly turning red at the cheeks.

Awww! That's just so cute!

...wait a sec. Didn't that voice sound a bit familiar in a way...

"J-JASON!" Bree spluttered with an accusing finger, "You're a grunt?"

"Aw..." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Now you guys know my secret!"

So if Jason's here, then where's...

"Don't listen to the doof!" The voice of the Dragonite's owner echoed as he dismounted his Pokémon and neared us, "He's being delusional as always."

"You have to admit though," Jason made a few poses and alluring looks, "I look pretty sexy in this outfit."

Bree coughed an inyourdreams into her fist. I smiled shyly, blushing in embarrassment (and also from the fact that I had no idea how to respond).

"So why are you dressed as grunts?" Bree finally asked, seeing as I wasn't going to be speaking anytime soon. (Not with Jason still posing like that...)

"We were scoping out information," Jacob explained with a small grin, "Being in disguise, we could go around and ask other grunts for information."

"There's one drawback though," Jason stopped posing (thank goodness, it was getting awkward) to join in on the explanation, "Not all of the grunts knew what was going on either."

"The only thing they were told to do," Jacob continued, crossing his arms and leaning back on his dragon Pokémon, "Was to nab all of the Pokémon they came across, and to block any chances of anyone going near the Time-Space Tower..."

"I thought it was called the Space-Time Tower..." Jason whined.

"Like it matters..." Bree whispered to herself with an eyeroll. I fidgeted uncomfortably and switched my weight from leg to leg. "So, why the Time-Space Tower?"

Jason looked away, "Well... it was hard getting information from any of the grunts... So I don't really have a clue..."

Jacob shook his head and patted the boy on the shoulder, "It's alright. Almost everyone was as cold as an ice cube. No one would dare ever mutter a single word unless we threatened them."

"That sucks." Bree commented, "So you have no idea either, huh?

"Actually..." Jacob hummed as a small sly smile slid to his lips, "I have a theory."

"Oh?" Bree crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, "Do tell."

"Well, from the limited information we got, I could be wrong..."

"Oh, stop beating around the bush and spill it!"

He let out a small sigh with a defiant fine then before calmly stating the words. "They're going to take over the city."

Bree gasped, "In other words..."

"Yes. A hostile takeover."

Hello again everyone! It's your fav creeper, Marmar!

READY FOR 'EM SEXY QUESTIONS?

Well too bad. I still can't find my book filled with coolio questions to ask (and I can't think of anything right now), so I give you the chance to ask me whatever questions you'd like!

And it can be anything about whatever you'd like.

Now what's left to do is...

CREEP IN YOUR BACKYARD!

(That's right, I be creepin'.)

~THE MARMAR