Chapter 8: Magikarps Don't Send Letters
A/N: Yeah, I know what you're thinking. It's "you don't say", right? Seriously, what kinda Magikarp sends a letter... In fact, who even sends letters these days, when we have iPhones, iPads, email, Twitter, FB, Whatsapp...
I don't own Facebook or Pokémon.
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Pearl noticed a bunch of students running out of the school, but it was nowhere dismissal time. The blond boy could only conclude that the principal has either declared to end school early or people are smart and they were running out of the school to avoid being beaten up by markers (it's the latter).
"Look, Pearl, Missy!" Diamond said. "The people are running out! So I think we should too."
Platinum nodded in agreement, while Pearl said, "So we spent so much money on those Repels for nothing?!"
The three of them stumbled out of the grass (Platinum did so elegantly, as you expect) and speedily made a beeline for the gates.
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"So... Where are we?" Pearl said after ten minutes of wandering around Celadon. "This place is so freakishly big, I don't know what to say. And there's so much flowers, it's giving me a headache. And the music's too girly. Why do they play One Direction instead of Maroon Five or something instead..."
Platinum grew tired of Pearl's endless rants about what was wrong with Celadon. "If you could just keep quiet," she said in reply, "maybe we will find out where we are in Celadon."
"There's the Pokémon Centre," Diamond pointed out, gesturing to the orange building. "So I'd say we're somewhat near the entrance of Celadon."
Platinum and Pearl blinked. Wow, they had travelled that far?
"Oh, hey!" Pearl noticed some familiar people. "There's our seniors!"
Indeed, Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Gold, Silver, Crystal, Lyra, Ruby, Sapphire and Emerald were there, outside a café.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Pearl exclaimed. "Let's go!" He grabbed Diamond and Platinum's wrists and dragged them over to their seniors.
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Gold started laughing. "No way! Red's an FA?!"
"So not true, Gold," Red said patiently. "Blue's tricking you."
"Heck no," Blue denied.
The group of Trainers were inside the café at long last. They had trouble finding seats because they were such a huge group. And the waitress at the entrance refused to let them in as she thought they were cutting school, but then (in his cold manner), Green explained everything and so that was how they got their seats eventually.
"That's beside the point," Crystal pointed out.
"Ah, same ol' super serious girl, huh?" Gold grinned. "Always making sure we're on topic and not beside the topic."
Crystal whacked Gold's shoulder for calling her "that childish nickname". "What I'm trying to say is," she continued, "why the teacher started hurling stuff at you guys?"
Yellow paled. "I-I think she was... Possessed."
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"Everything's going according to plan, Boss."
Boss nodded his/her approval. "Good. Now, go gather the Grunts and tell them that..." Boss told his/her underling their grand plan (or so as Boss calls it).
"Roger, Boss," the underling in the room said.
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Gasps and echoes were emitted from the group.
"Possessed?!"
"That's nuts!"
"Who's nuts are we talking about?" a certain pervert among them said (take a guess).
THWACK!
"That's gonna hurt."
"How did Ms Baclay get possessed?" a certain indigo-haired girl asked.
"A ghost, duh!" Pearl said.
"That does not answer my question," Platinum replied coolly. "How does a ghost possess a human? I mean, I have heard stories about ghosts eating souls or controlling minds, but I have always considered those as rubbish, like they were from unreliable sources."
"Well, Missy," Pearl said slowly, as though thinking about what he was going to say next (how uncharacteristic of that impulsive blond). "They could be real, for all we know."
"But how do we confirm?" Platinum wondered. "If we want to find out of there is supernatural activity taking place in our school, I think we should consult a ghost specialist to confirm with."
"You make that person sound like a doctor."
Wait, Lyra thought. I know one such person... A male blond... Cute... Cool... Strong...
"Then I know just who to go to, then," Lyra announced.
"Who?!" Pearl demanded.
"Patience, Pearl," Platinum chided.
"Patience and me are as compatible as you and mud," Pearl shot back.
"Morty, the Gym Leader of Ecruteak City."
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"I really appreciate the effort for coming here," the principal told the Cerulean Police Force gratefully.
"Our pleasure, miss," the leader said with a gracious smile. "Of course, now that we've caught Ms Baclay... How do we cure her? I mean, she's been possessed by a ghost... A ghost Pokémon, for all we know." She frowned.
"I'm not sure, unfortunately," the principal replied. "But I'll try my best to find out."
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"Wait," Red said. "That clairvoyance guy? Isn't he a seer or has eyes for a thousand miles or something?"
"Yup, that clairvoyance guy," Lyra confirmed. "I'm Facebook friends with him. Tonight, I'll message him to set up an appointment with him. Not a date, of course," she added when she saw that mischievous glint in Blue's eyes. "I don't like him that way."
"Then who?" Blue asked cheekily.
Lyra blushed. "A-and why should I tell you?"
"I can tell by your eyes," Blue sang. "His name starts with-"
Lyra, red-cheeked, shoved Blue over.
"Way, hey, hey!" Blue cried indignantly.
"High-five, Lyra!" Red exclaimed.
Lyra and Red smacked hands together.
"Okay, ganging up on me is so not cool," Blue muttered.
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What on earth?!
It was Tuesday morning. Yellow was standing at her locker with a note in her hand. It read:
Dearest Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Gold, Silver, Crystal, Lyra, Ruby, Emerald, Sapphire, Diamond, Pearl and Platinum,
How are all of you? Listen, we're having some problems, do we seek your assistance in this matter.
Okay, as much as we want to tell you why we seek your help or what's this problem, we have discussed and agreed that it would be too dangerous to tell you lads and lasses in a letter, in case an enemy reads it.
So, here's the plan: At 6pm today, meet us at the sixth level of the Celadon Department Store. One of our representatives will meet you. She has blonde hair and has pink streaks in them. She'll be wearing a red dress. Clear?
Yours Sincerely,
Harmony
Yellow knew what she had to do, and it was to show this note to the others.
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"Okay, what kinda name is 'Harmony'?!" Lyra wondered. "This person's parents must suck at giving names."
"It's not a person, Lyra," Silver muttered.
Lyra did not notice that the emphasis was on 'a'. "Oh, then a Magikarp sent it?!"
Diamond, not getting the hint that Lyra was being sarcastic, said, "Magikarps don't send letters."
"I was being sarcastic, Dia," Lyra said. "Search it up."
"Anyway, we're going," declared Blue. "This person must have valuable info. And if that person should attack us, we have a holder of five Gym Badges and a Gym Leader with us. I don't think we'd go down so easily."
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The moment the group stepped out of the lift, they saw a woman with blonde hair with pink streaks in it, who was wearing a red dress, as stated in the letter.
She walked towards them and shook their hands vigorously. "Hello!" she greeted cheerily. "I'm Indigo! And I know who you all are already."
Red blinked. "You do?"
Indigo nodded. "Uh-huh. Anyway, I should explain this.
"You know that teacher who was possessed yesterday?" Indigo continued. "That teacher by the name of Miss Harriet Baclay?"
The group nodded as one.
"She was possessed by none other than a Gastly," Indigo said dramatically. "My organization has dispatched agents into the school to keep an eye out. Yesterday, I was disguised as a cleaner and I tried to stop her, but..."
"But what?" Pearl asked anxiously.
"She sent out her Gastly and put me to sleep with Hypnosis," Indigo answered grimly. "Now I know that I should have a Pokémon with Vital Spirit or Insomnia..."
Yellow didn't see how everything linked up.
"I believe this is a group effort thing," Indigo explained. "One person alone cannot create such terrible chaos. This person must have a gang with him or her. In fact, I believe that there is a gang hiding in your school and plotting to scare you all out!"
The group gasped. "That's terrible!" they said in unison.
"I know." Indigo nodded. "My organization and I are working on chasing this group out, but it would be hard to move around if every day we have to attack cleaners and stuff to disguise ourselves so we won't raise any suspicions. And then we also have to cover up our tracks. So... Will you join us?"
"Count me in!" Lyra declared. "According to what you've said, there's an evil gang plotting something horrible, and I won't stand that! I won't sit down and watch everything like it's a movie. So stamp me in to your group thingy!"
Indigo nodded. "Anyone else?"
Slowly, everyone nodded and asked to join. Soon, it rolled to Yellow's turn.
What should I do? she wondered frantically. What makes me think I can go up against such a formidable foe?!
Blue stared at Yellow, silently begging the latter to agree and join. Red gave Yellow a hopeful smile. Inside Green's eyes, there was a hint of warmth and encouragement for Yellow.
At last, she nodded. "Okay."
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A/N: Longish chapter, I suppose. Actually, I planned on including the part where they journey to Johto to meet Morty for that thingy, but I've decided to mention that in the next chapter because this would drag on for too long.
So, anyway, please review! XD