I rolled my eyes at Shu, who was sitting with his arms crossed and a pout on his lips, staring out of the helicopter window. Taking one glance at Daichi (who was piloting) and Drew, chatting and laughing, I slowly moved towards Shu, careful not to attract the attention of the other two. Shu didn't seem to notice me as I settled near him and leaned back.
"So." I started, making him jump.
"Hey, May." He said, slightly breathless. It took him a few seconds to calm down enough before he began speaking again, "Are you enjoying? Fantastically fairy-tale-ish, isn't it?"
I rolled my eyes again at his barely concealed sarcasm, and decided to play along, "Why, yes, yes, I am enjoying myself very much! It is incredibly 'fairy tale-ish'!"
He grumbled something, susceptibly in French, before crossing his arms again and turning to the window. I sighed, "Oh, come on, Shu! Stop being a child!"
"I am not a child!" He retorted with the pout still fixed on his lips.
"Yeah, says the one throwing a childish tantrum!" He did not reply, staring out of the window. Few seconds passed. And I grew impatient. I finally took hold of the jacket covering his shoulder and turned him around to face me, earning an instant whine.
"Hey, that's expensive!"
I rolled my eyes, again at his petulance. "Then it's your fault for wearing something expensive where it can be potentially destroyed." He grumbled again in French.
"What?"
"Ce n'est rien"
"Stop grumbling in French."
"Oui, maman!" I childishly stuck out my tongue at him and to my surprise, he copied me.
It was amazing, seeing Shu like this. Drew always seemed like a carefully composed, arrogant head-to-toe and saturated with pride. So when I met his brother, who seemed so much like Drew, I believed him to be the same. And yet here I was with him, the older Hayden, making stupid faces at each other.
"What the hell are you two doing?" We froze; our tongues stuck out of our mouths, and turned to the voice of Daichi. Daichi and Drew were staring at us with wide eyes.
O.o
He believed he was making an entry of a fearless knight in a slightly grubby armor of jeans and t-shirt. He felt a rush of adrenaline as some random Magma goon, dressed in those ridiculous looking red and black attire with horns sticking out shouted for someone to catch him.
Confident that he can escape and take out a good portion of the Magma-dan, he threw his pokeball up in the air with a cry of 'Mantine, go!' He felt smug when the advancing Magma trainees stopped short as the pokeball opened and….
…Shit.
…Did he check the pokeballs before he barged in the lion's den?
O.o
"Do we go down first before bombing it?" Daichi glanced back at Shu and beckoned him as Damon's voice came from the walkie-talkie. Behind us, two helicopters followed. Chiyo and Ayame were incharge of one while Damon, Carlos and Miyuki were in the other.
Shu leaned over Drew to get closer to the mouth piece, "Won't you think it would surprise them if we bomb first and then barge in?" I noticed that as he said this, Shu had turned slightly to Daichi and winked at him. Daichi had smirked in return.
"Yeah, it would do the trick. They'll be too confused to think about it." Even over the device, the mischief in Damon's voice was evident. I glanced at Drew with a questioning look and he shrugged.
"Let's do that then. Drop the bom-"
"Are you people out of your non-existent minds?" All four of us winced at the shriek produced by Miyuki. Who knew that the calm and composed Miyuki was capable of such a…feat.
"What seems to be the matter, Miyuki? We'll have the element of surprise! " Daichi spoke with his voice perfectly innocent and concerned while his face resembled that of a cat with cream.
"There are people in there, Daichi! Lives can be lost!"
A moment's silence was broken by Carlos, his voice slightly crackling, "Are you seriously concerned about blowing up Magma-dan after you blew up the whole hideout of some petty thieves?"
"We need to recover the stone." Miyuki muttered.
Shu and Daichi shook their heads and Daichi spoke just as Damon started something, "Leave it, Damon. No use arguing. Miyuki, and Damon. Down you go."
O.o
He let his head fall back against the weary gray stone wall of his new cell. With proper door this time which was properly locked. He sighed.
They always said that he was too impulsive. Hell, he knew he was too impulsive. But yet he had to go and be impulsive. And get caught. Again.
As if the first time wasn't enough.
Now how in the world was he going to get out?
O.o
"We go in from the back door." Damon declared once they were a few meters away from the main Magma-dan building.
"No, we go in-"
"Miyuki. We are not going to cause a ruckus here." Damon cut her off.
"But we can-"
"Miyuki." They both stood staring at each other for a few moments before Miyuki gave a resigned sigh and started trudging towards the back door. Damon followed, "Lives are at stake here."
"I know."
Pokeballs ready at hand, Damon went first. Poking his head inside, he looked around before moving ahead with Miyuki close behind him. "This feels like a rescue mission!"
"This is a rescue mission, Damon."
O.o
After a few moments spent in self loathing, he stood up, gingerly rubbing his behind as he did. Who gave those idiots the right to manhandle him? And to throw his on the ground was just unacceptable. He slowly walked around the room, looking for anything that might help him escape. He sighed when he found nothing and made his way towards the door. He tried to look outside from the crack between the door and the doorframe and found that he can see, although a very narrow he stepped back. What was he hoping to see outside? His mantine swooping down to rescue him? Or his Corsola tackling the door?
He leaned back against the door and let himself slide down. He banged his head back on the door when he heard his stomach grumble loudly.
O.o
"I think we are going in circles." Miyuki announced, sure that she had passed that very pillar fifth time. Damon stopped and turned around to face her, his lanky frame throwing a long shadow behind him.
"Well, I think you are right. This is going nowhere."
"I am telling you, lets cause a commotion. At least it'll have us do something!"
Damon sighed, but released his Eevee nonetheless
O.o
He was jolted out of his little pity party with a large blast from somewhere outside.
Great…this is how I die!
He quickly got up, attempting once more to get out. He tried the knob first, no luck. Obviously. After that, he tried kicking, clawing and bashing the door. Again, no luck. The door just won't budge.
He could hear shouts outside, along with blasts. When he heard a particularly loud and close-sounding blast, he started kicking with a renewed effort.
Soon, his foot was a little more than aching. No surprise there. His hands were also aching, as were his arms and shoulder. Also no surprise, considering he had spent good 5 minutes of his life throwing himself at the wooden doors that just won't budge.
He was little surprise, though, when the door retaliated the 9th time he threw himself at it. A little put out as his head started aching along with his other body parts, it took him a few moments to figure out that the door had not retaliated, but someone had opened it. The next few moments, he mourned at the fact that the energy he had spent had gone to a waste since the door apparently opened inwards.
"Stop banging the bloody door!" He looked up to meet the eyes of one of the Magma goons sneering at him.
"What are you so annoyed about?" He demanded, glaring at the man decked in red and black. "You have no right to be annoyed!"
The man glared down at him with some annoyance and impatience, "Listen, kid. I don't know who you are, and I don't care why you are here. Don't make me hurt you."
He snorted, "What makes you think that you can hurt me?"
The man's eyes narrowed and he raised a threatening finger, "For one, I still have my pokeballs and you don't-"
"Ah, so you'll attack a defenseless. Not that I expected anything else."
This time, the man actually growled at him, "You won't want to provoke me, kid. One punch is all it'll take to have you flat like a pancake."
"I won't doubt that, given the body weight you must possess with all that fat rolls." Okay, maybe he took it too far. He closed his eyes tightly, anticipating the punch the man was prepared to throw at him, his hands coming up to shield his face. He felt the punch come in contact with his jaw, his head snapping up with the impact and hands dropped to his side for a moment. That moment was all it took for him to realize that the man was about to fall on him. And if he did, he will definitely make good on his promise of flattening him like a pancake.
With no option, he did the only thing he could have. He screamed.
O.o
"What are those blasts?" A man asked, sweeping his blue hair away from his face.
"Should I go and check?" A woman asked, walking slightly ahead of the man as their group of four made their way down a steadily darkening hallway.
"No, Courtney." Another man walking at the head of their little group replied. "I believe our friends outside would be more than capable of taking care of whatever is going on. Ah, now, Mack, I must ask. Was our prisoner properly guarded?"
"I believe he was, sir." The last member of their group reported, "I personally placed two guards outside his door."
"Then I see no reason to fret. Kei, hold that box for a few more minutes. I can just taste our victory."
"Yes, sir." The blue-haired man replied with just a hint of smugness in his voice.
Ah…yes. Here I am. Again. With another chapter. Hey?
I just gave my exams! My 10th class exam, they went well. Be happy for me, yes? So, as soon as I finished fretting about the result (read that as: finally got my result), I wrote another chapter for you people. Thank you to pokadiginarahina456 for her motivation. I am glad you liked it! And thank you, LoveLoverGrl, and AdorableMe for the reviews! And the people who are reading this, thank you! (Though I can probably use some reviews, if you don't mind?)
And oh, I have a school tour coming up on 29th, we'll return on 4 and I am off to my uncle's on 9th. Pretty hectic I'll try my best to update before 29th or 9th, but if I fail to do that, I will probably be updating a little late (not that that seems so unusual for me, isn't it?).
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