I figured I'd update this 'cause I can.
Amy47101 does not own pokémon.
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The Adventure Saga
Enlightening the Soul
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"Hey. We've picked up word on that expert catcher you all were so interested in." a grunt said to a man wearing a mask that resembled creepily to that of a joker. Said man turned, glancing at them curiously.
"Oh?" he asked.
"Yeah... She recently set out on a journey by request of Prof. Oak. Said to be the best of the best... yet she's just a teen!" the grunt brought out a small touchscreen, pulling up a page and passing it to his boss. "We hacked into the professors computers, and for only being fifteen... She's got quite an impressive resume."
"Huh." he said. "Her name?" the grunt stiffened slightly. Being a man of few words, Mask certainly didn't hold back when it came to punishment.
"Uh... about that... the information is blocked. All we know is that the catcher is a girl..." the temperature seemed to drop as Protons steely gaze fell on the helpless grunt. "B-But we've got information saying that she's off to Slowpoke Well in Azalea town to capture a Slowpoke and its evolutions!" Masks steely gaze lowered down to the tablet, reading the information it provided.
Glancing at the picture, he saw a pigtailed bluenette standing with a pigtailed brunette and a boy wearing a backwards cap near Prof. Elm. So it must've been one of these two girls. He smirked. Seems there was some sort of crime, for police were swarming the place. He widened his eyes, seeing a flash of red in the corner, blurry, but there. Slowly, Mask zoomed in on the red, and widened his eyes seeing a mask all to familiar to his own.
"Bring Attila and Hun." he said, standing up and smirking behind the sinister mask. "Tell them I have a job for them."
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"KYAAAAAAAA!"
the shriek echoed through the cave and outside of it, faintly reaching the ears of Silver as he walked towards Azalea Town. He whipped around, pokéball in hand, until he saw something rather amusing. Lyra he recognized instantly, along with two others, a boy and a girl, the first wearing a backwards cap and the other with bright blue pigtails almost as gravity-defying as Lyra's. The trio were running from an angry horde of geodude who rolled towards them with intent to kill.
"I don't know why you felt the need to sit on the leader, Lyra, what were you thinking?!" exclaimed the pigtailed girl.
"I dunno! I was tired, how was I supposed to know it was a pokémon?!" Lyra shouted back.
"Doesn't matter you two, just RUUUN!" exclaimed the male of the three while he ducked his head down while the geodude began throwing rocks at them. Silver's eyes trailed the trio as they ran back and forth, back and forth. Why weren't they attacking or defending themselves? Finally, his hand snatched a pokéball and released the Zubat that he caught in Union Cave, deciding he was going to put his poor ears out of their misery, when he saw something rather interesting. Lyra turned, letting out her Chikorita.
"Chikorita, Magical Leaf!" she shouted, pointing towards the horde. Silver widened his eyes. She didn't plan on taking on all of them, did she?
"Tododile! Water gun!" ordered the other girl. Silver narrowed his eyes. So she was the second pokédex holder. His eyes moved to the male. So is he...?
"Marill, water gun!" exclaimed the male. Silver nearly facepalmed seeing this. Of course a weakling like him would have a Marill. He glanced back at the Tododile. He certainly wouldn't mind having that pokémon on his team, though the trainer didn't seem like one who could easily be taken advantage of. Not like Lyra. He narrowed his eyes, looking at her arms. Was that... an egg? Where'd she get that from?
He shrunk the pokéball back down and clipped it to his belt. The slowly, he slinked back into the shadows, watching as the three teens took down the horde. The Marill seemed okay... but still nearly fainted in the end. Tododile fought viciously, spraying water guns and chomping at anything that got to close. Surprisingly, he was slightly, repeat slightly, impressed with Lyra's Chikorita, and how it seemed to have master hitting multiple targets with it's attacks. He shook his head, scowling. If Marill and Tododile weren't there, he was sure that the grass-type would be out cold.
"Yay!" Lyra exclaimed, throwing her fist into the air, punctuating their victory. He blinked. He must have been so wrapped up in his thoughts, he lost track of the battle. "We did it! Good job, Chikorita!" Silver rolled his eyes at her strange enthusiasm. Great way to make pokémon weak. "Great job Krystal and Ethan! You did great too!" So those were their names...
"Alright, so what now?" asked Krystal, serious expression never wavering.
"I'm heading through the Ilex Forest to meet my grandparents at the Breeding House. They said they wanted my help again to attract people. Young blood and all that." Ethan said. Silver furrowed an eyebrows. He must be a breeder. That made sense of why his pokémon nearly lost a battle against some Geodude even though he had a type advantage.
"I'm gonna stick around here. I'm gonna go to the Slowpoke Well!" Lyra said peppily. Krystal turned her head.
"I'm heading to Ilex also." she said. "I have to train the Vulpix I just caught." A trainer, he decided. Silver smirked to himself. He'd have to remember to battle her one day.
"Alright, see ya!" Lyra said, waving frantically with a grin plastered on her face as Krystal and Ethan walked away. Silver smirked, turning and walking away, shoving his hands in his pockets. He walked around behind the houses, away from people in case police somehow recognized his read hair-even though he highly doubted it. Suddenly, he was jostled to the side by a huge group of people.
"Watch it kid!" exclaimed one person as the others chuckled, the continued marching away. Silver widened his eyes, recognizing the signature half-mask of them. He looked through the group, trying to pick out a victim. Finally, he noticed a small, skinny girl at the end, maybe younger than him. This only turned his stomach more. Regardless, though, he slunk to the back, and using the training he learned, snapped his arm out, clasping his fingers around her neck, other hand atop her head.
"One sound and I snap you neck." he hissed into her ear. He felt her jaw clamp shut from the mid scream, and he slowly dragged her away from the group. "You will answer every question, got it? Anything else and you're dead." she nodded, though he did not move his hand. "Who are you?"
"W-we are the Masked Rockets!" she squeaked out. He nodded. Rocket wannabes.
"Not creative enough to think up your own name?" he smirked. She said nothing. "Why are you here?"
"I-I'm not exactly sure. My commander dispatched us to Slowpoke Well."
"Who's your commander?" he asked. She didn't answer, and his grip tightened. "Answer." he growled. She swallowed.
"Attila and Hun!" she exclaimed quickly. Silver widened his eyes. Those two...?
"Why are you going to Slowpoke Well?" he asked.
"Uh-Uh-um... we were told to go and take hostage a famed catcher who went on a journey by request of Prof. Oak and Elm." she was shaking now, and Silver knew why. Punishment was severe for releasing such information. "S-She was supposed to be going to Slowpoke Well to catch slowpoke and its evolutions a-and she has pigtails!"
Silver suddenly felt the blood in his veins run cold. Famed catcher? It couldn't have been Krystal... she was a trainer! All clues pointed to that, plus she went to train in the Ilex Forest! So maybe... maybe it was Lyra? She did have an egg he's never seen before... gotten it to fill up pages in the pokédex? Maybe that was why her pokémon were so undeniably weak? Because she was alway catching rather than training? And pigtails... It was hard to forget something like that. Lyra was heading towards that well right now...
"Get out of my sight." he hissed, releasing her and pushing her forward. She quickly got up and scrambled away in fear. Silver turned back towards the well he saw when he arrived. Yeah, Lyra was weak and overly cheery and so trusting and innocent that it made him want to tear his hair out, but that exact innocence was going to be taken if she so much as steps foot in that well.
There was no way in the fiery debts of hell that he was going to let him fuck up anyone else's life.
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"Alright! Time for some training, Chikorita!" Lyra said happily, jumping off the ladder and landing in the well with a small splash. The egg twitched in her arms, almost as if it to was excited to train. Lyra smiled at this, and happily stomped through the damp walls of Slowpoke Well, almost like she was leading a mini parade.
She blinked curiously, realizing that there was little to no pokémon in this cave for her to battle.
"What? Where's all the pokémon? Hellooooo!" Lyra called. Chikorita looked around curiously as well. Lyra, slightly dejected, turned around to leave. "Ah, well. Guess we'll have to go train with Krys in the Ilex Forest instead. I wonder where all the pokémon have gone off, though?"
"It's not that they've 'gone off', so to say." Lyra whipped around and saw a large group of maybe ten or twelve people, all different ages, shapes, and sizes. There was one girl in front who seemed to be leading the group. "More like they're hiding," her right hand went to her chest, a gesture to show she was proud of her actions. "From yours truly." The only common trait she noticed was that they all wore half-masks on the left side of their faces. Half an upturned eye slot, half an downturned grin, half a demonic, jokerish face. She shuddered, but kept a small, somewhat forced grin on her face.
"Hey, since when was there a masquerade party going on in Slowpoke Well?" she asked jokingly. The lead girl cocked her head, the devilish grin on her face matching the one on her mask. She suddenly slashed her arm through the air, and Lyra found herself surrounded in a faint green dust. She blinked, then hacked as the dust entered her throat.
"Nighty night!" said the lead girl with a giggle before Lyra fell unconscious.
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Silver didn't bother using the ladder. He leapt down the well, landing much like a Slaking. Rubbing his knuckles from the landing, he stood, silver eyes taking in the cavern. He walked forward, seeing almost no sign of a struggle, or anything for the matter. Maybe she hadn't arrived yet? Judging by her personality, she seemed like one to get easily distracted.
"But then..." he thought, hand reaching for a pokéball. "Wouldn't that also mean the masked wannabes are still around?"
Guard up, he continued forward, only sound being his own footsteps echoing across the walls. He didn't see anything completely out of the ordinary, only that pokémon all seemed to be moving towards one place. Deciding to follow the Slowpoke, he quickly came upon a group of cave pokémon, all of them gathered around one place. He blinked, then grabbed a pokéball.
"Cyndaquil, Flame Wheel." he ordered. His fire-type somersaulted in a burst of flames, fainting or scaring off all of the pokémon in one fell swoop. Cyndaquil, now sure that all enemies were gone, turned and looked up to his trainer. Silver said nothing, simply returning the fire-type to his pokéball.
He walked forward, stomach dropping unusually when he found a stupidly oversized white marshmellow hat with an even stupider red bow. He picked it up, squinting as a green dust fell from it, scattering onto the ground. He pinched a small bit between his black-gloved fingers, bringing it to his face.
"Sleep Powder." he scowled. He turned his gaze towards the ground, and saw a fine trail of the dust leading out of the cave. Balling his fist around the hat, he got up, smirking as he followed the trail.
Idiotic wannabes.
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"Thanks Kurt!" Krystal called over her shoulder as she waved to the elderly pokéball maker. "I'll put your pokéballs to good use, okay?"
"Come visit us again, Krystal, Ethan!" exclaimed his granddaughter while waving happily. Krys smiled slightly, waving over her shoulder to the small girl.
"So, to the Ilex Forest now?" Ethan asked. Krys nodded.
"Yes. I plan to stay a while to capture the pokémon of the Ilex Forest." Krystal said. "You can go ahead to meet your grandparents, if you want, Ethan." The duo began to walk towards the forest, when someone suddenly called out their names.
"Hey! You two! Krysta and Nathan!" or at least it was close enough to their names.
"Just ignore it. He might be calling to someone else." Ethan said. Krystal shrugged, and both continued forward.
"Hey!" a black-gloved hand clamped onto Ethan's shoulder, spinning him around, forcing him to come face to face to a silver-eyed redhead. "Nathan, or whatever you name is, you're friends with Lyra, aren't you?" Ethan narrowed his eyes.
"What's it to you?" he asked. The redhead narrowed his own eyes, then moved his hand from Ethans shoulder, and held up a white marshmellow hat. Krystal widened his eyes.
"That's Lyra's! I got it for her for her last birthday." Krystal took the hat, staring at it, then glaring at the redhead. "How did you get it?" He scowled, crossing his arms.
"I didn't do anything to her, but I have a belief that she's been kidnapped-"
"Kidnapped?! You kidnapped her?!" exclaimed Ethan, grabbing the redheads shirt collar. He glared, reaching up and twisting his wrist. Ethan dropped his hand, hissing in pain while shaking it.
"No, I didn't kidnap her. Some Rocket wannabes did."
"Rocket... wannabes?" Krystal asked.
"Don't act like your stupid, you can't tell me you haven't noticed a bunch of half masked people walking around the forest and town while you were training, right?"
"Are you stalking us or something?" Ethan asked. "'Cause the last time I saw a masked person running around was when a redhead ran off with Prof. Elms Cyndaquil."
"So do you plan on interrogating every redhead you come across?" Ethan glared at the redhead, but said nothing. "Listen, a group calling themselves the Masked Rockets ran off with Lyra-"
"How do you know her name?" Krystal asked.
"We battled and she gave me her name. It's hard to forget a hat like that. She wanted me to give her my name, but I naturally refused." he rolled his eyes. "Now listen, they carried her off to the Ilex Forest, due to her expert catching skills-"
"Expert catching skills?!" exclaimed Krystal and Ethan at the same time.
"They wanted me..." Krystal whispered under her breath.
"You? You're the expert catcher?" the redhead asked. "I assumed you were a trainer..." he trailed off, looked off into space. He let out a low sigh. "Listen, I hate asking for help, but these guys are ruthless and they won't go short of killing Lyra once they figure out she isn't what they want. Don't ask me how I know, but you'll help me out, right, Krysta, Nathan?"
"It's Krystal and Ethan," Ethan said. "And I want to know your name. I'll help Lyra, but I'm not taking help from some nameless stranger."
"Fine then, Ethan, if you must know, my name is Gin."
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Lyra sat down curiously, hands bound behind her back, bag and pokéballs gone, as well as blindfolded. She was sure her hat was gone, and she was pretty sure she was in some forest. She listened, but wasn't really picking up anything important. Finally, the blindfold was ripped off, and she glanced around.
She was in the Ilex Forest, she assumed, sitting near some sort of shrine. There was some sort of green glowing orb in the middle of the shrine, flickering in and out, almost like it was deciding wether or not to fly free or stay put. She saw the half-masked people all around her, and swallowed nervously as two important-looking people walked up to her. They were a man and a woman, the male blond and muscular, sunglasses covering his eyes. The woman was silver-haired and slim, though some sort of cold and calculating mind hid behind her eyes.
"So this is the expert catcher sent by Prof. Elm." the woman said. Lyra blinked. Expert catcher? They wanted Krys? What for?
"She doesn't look like much." the man scoffed.
"Yes, but looks can be deceiving, Attila." the woman said. The man scowled, crossing his arms.
"Whatever, Hun."
"Uh... I think you-" Lyra began, but was cut off.
"Your job is simple, and your job is catching." Hun said, cold indifference on her face.
"You're going to catch us Celebi." Attila smirked.
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Alright, so I made up the Masked Rockets. They're kinda gonna rival main Rockets. ^.^ So, you don't know who Attila and Hun is, look it up on Bulbapedia. They're some of my favorite villains in pokémon.
Amy47101 signing off! ^.^