Hey, everyone…
I would like to Apologize.
First: The Flash Fire ability was not what I thought it was. I thought that it had healing properties… But for the sake of the story, Please let me keep it as it is... Thank you.
Second:
This was one of the scariest things that I have ever written.
I have never had nightmares that struck my heart like this chapter did.
Even the Nightmare that inspired Nanashi's Nightmare on Elm Street, wasn't this scary.
Even Newscasters (and other people who smile way too much) don't scare me as much as this.
I need to call some one…
National Suicide Hotline:1-800-488-3000
Please enjoy the chapter, while I'm on the phone…
I have no words of wisdom today...
"So… do we have a deal?"
"I don't have much of a choice," that girl frowned, "I'll help you…"
"Perfect," I grinned as I unlocked her shackles, "You use that medallion's power for me and I return to you your little brother."
"But there is one problem," that little Buizel grinned, but I locked back into her chains before she had a chance to escape, "Ow, what are you doing?"
"I will not be tricked by the likes of you."
"What? No," she sighed, "I'm not trying to trick you."
"What are you saying?"
"I know how this 'trinket' works, but I want to test it on a human first."
"So you planed on using it on me?"
"Wouldn't dream of it," she looked away from me again, "after all, I don't know where you are keeping Louis."
"So what is it that you want?"
"I need a guinea pig, or the deal's off," that brat was completely resistant. Lucky for me, I know the perfect person to use, Kenda… though I'd have to add to the prophecy again. I'm sure that it wouldn't be difficult. Then if I needed to, this girl, Jade could replace Kenda. They both resemble each other. No one would ever know the difference.
"Fine," I grinned, as I unshackled her again, "It is a deal."
"Finally," she whined, rubbing her sore wrists.
*CRASH!!!*
"What was that?"
"I don't know," I headed for the door, but stopped, "You, make sure that she does not leave this room."
"(Yes, sir.)," the Treeko sighed.
"My Lord, please answer," I continued to bang on the door.
"Kenda, what are you doing," Tarsa and my fellow priestesses approached.
"There was a crash in Lord Pseudo's room, but the door is stuck."
"It is not stuck, Kenda. It's locked," Tarsa sighed, taking out his key.
"Why would you lock the door?"
"Lord Pseudo wished for it. So that he would not be disturbed," Tarsa explained as he turned the key in the slot.
"D-don't come in," a deep voice coughed from inside.
"Lord Pseudo," I pushed past Tarsa, but found another boy, "Who are you!"
"Look, I fell in by accident! I'm just looking for Milksha-, er, Tyler."
"You're not going to lay one finger on Lord Pseudo," I released my Pokémon, "Go Vileplume!"
"Hey, I don't know what's going on," that boy took out a Pokéball, "I don't want to fight you, but… Leo, I chose-"
"Use Stun Spore!"
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm not rea-Gah," he twitched as the effects of the Stun Spore insnared him. He dropped his Pokéball to the floor. I lost sight of it, but I got him.
"Our Lord where are you," my fellow Priestesses came in from behind Tarsa.
"What have you done with Lord Pseudo, boy?"
"I-don't, know any… Lord… Sudo," the boy strained.
"Don't lie to us!"
"Calm yourself Kenda," Tarsa gripped my shoulder, as he entered the room, "You can come out from hiding now My Lord."
"Torchic?"
The white Torchic came out from his hiding place near the door.
"I know you…," the boy gasped when he saw Tarsa.
"Oh, you do, do you," Tarsa grinned at the boy, "Shall I dispose of the boy, my Lord."
"(Well, he's not really a threat…)," Lord chirped softly.
"Is that so?"
"(Yeah, he's sort of a friend of mine.)"
"Damn it," Tarsa cussed, as he took out his Pokéball, "Then I shall personally take care of the boy for you. Come on out Skuntank."
"(What do you want now?)," Tarsa's Skuntank stomped.
"Skuntank, we need you to take our 'guest' to one of the guest rooms."
"(Yeah, yeah, Whatever…)," Skuntank stomped again to get to work.
"You two," Tarsa pointed to the others, "go and see if our guest brought any friends."
"Right away," those two left the room.
"As for you Kenda," I jumped when he said my name. He looked at me for a second, but looked back at the intruder. He grinned that dark grin of his as he looked back at me, "Stay here and protect Lord Pseudo."
Down below Brandy and I are wondering why Tyrone had just stopped talking to us.
"What do you think happened to him?"
"Who cares," I snorted, walking away from the window, "Let's find our own way inside."
"What is your problem," Brandy grabbed onto my shoulder, but I slapped it away.
"Me? What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Why are you defending that loser!"
"Because someone has to and you certainly aren't going to do it, Karen."
"Why do you have to, though?"
"Because it's the right thing to do," Brandy explained, "It shouldn't matter which class we're from or how much money we have. People should be judged by their character, not anything else."
"Man, Brandy," I snorted into a laugh, "By the way you talk, you sound like you're one of them too."
"That's because I am," Brandy spoke bluntly.
I nearly dropped Kiki again, "What? Since when? How?"
"Since forever, Karen. I never was upper class, I am barely middle class."
"How did you hide this from everyone?"
"I didn't hide it," he shrugged, "Lots of people know. Everyone else just assumed that I was Upper Class because I had brought a wide variety of Pokémon to school over the years."
"How were you able to…," then it dawned on me, "You're part of the Day Care."
"Bingo!"
"Then those were other people's Pokémon that you were looking after."
"Right again," he clapped, "and to think you figured it out all on your own!"
"Stop clapping… or by this time tomorrow, you'll have to be fed through a straw," I emphasized by cracking my knuckles.
"Gah, sorry," he stopped.
"So if all of those Pokémon were other people's, then what Pokémon do you own?"
"That is for me to know, and you to find out."
"Vul Pix Vul," Kiki squirmed.
"Kiki, what's wrong?"
"You look over there," an new pair of voices shouted.
"Hide," for once, both of us agreed.
"Oh, man… this stinks…"
"I don't have time for lame puns," I growled.
"Coiner, Where… ah," the boy twitched again.
"Where am I taking you, you ask? Just to the guest room," I smiled, "all of my personal guests go to the guest room."
"Can't, move."
"Find youself lucky that I can't poison you," I threatened as I unlatched iron door.
"What's the big idea leaving me in here," Jade complained from inside.
"Humph. I almost expected you to have escaped by now."
"I'm not going to back out of my end of the dea-," Jade took a glance at my new prisoner, "who's that?"
"This is the guinea pig you wanted, Jade."
"Jade?!?"
"Tyrone…," the girl was stunned.
"Ah, I see you two have met. Are you friends?"
"Hardly…," Jade scoffed, as she cracked her knuckles, "He's just someone who deserves exactly what I am about to do to him."
"You're going to show me it's power now?"
"Yes," Jade nodded, "but you may want to get your Skuntank out of the way for this."
"Jade… what are, gah," the stun spores zapped him again as Skuntank threw him against the inner wall. His body splashed on the wet floor.
"Back up, all three of you," Jade growled.
"Jade," the boy's paralyzes was wearing off, "you can't trust him. He's-"
"As if I could trust you," Jade roared at him and cracked a smile that even scared me, "You deserve this."
"Deserve what? I don't understand!"
"You're nothing, but a filthy low life mutt that tries to pass himself off as one of the pure breeds, aren't you," Jade grasped the medallion, she then pointed it at him.
"Jade… What are you…"
"It's too late…"
"Jade!"
"Phoenix Gate, Open!"
The charm of hers lit up and shot out red wires of energy. This energy turned into red outline that surrounded itself around the boy. He clinched his stomach as he screamed in pain.
"Ah, Stop," He pleaded, "Jade, Please!"
"Tyrone… Burst into flames," Jade shrieked louder than the boys screams. The boy then did exactly what Jade had ordered. With one last scream, he combusted into an intense orange and red flame. He stood straight up as he screamed his head off. Soon the scream was silenced, and the flames died down in an instant. His clothes fell into a pile on the floor. And everything was quiet again. Not even an echo. The room gave off the familiar scent of burning hickory. That scent was so pleasant that it was hard to believe that the horrid event had just occurred not even seconds ago.
"My God," I found myself in awe, but I still managed to keep my compositor, "That was incredible."
"Get out…," Jade huffed, "I need to rest."
"Can you do that again?"
"Yes," she spoke softly, "as many times as it takes. Now get out…"
"And not just with humans but with-"
"I said GET OUT," she snapped with a rage that was even more horrifying than the flames that had consumed the boy, "All of you NOW!"
She couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes. That must have been her first time to kill a human being. My Pokémon had already ran away out of fear of the preteen who wielded such intense power.
"Fine, I'll leave…," I said as I left, she sat herself down in front of the remains, "but I will be back. And I expect you to be able do that again."
"I know…," she sighed as I slowly shut the door, "Tyrone, I'm so sorry. I am so very sorry to have done this to you."
*CLANK!*
Oh God, I didn't know that I had it in me…
I need some alone time now…
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Thanx…