Author's Corner.
LP: Yeah! I'm back and I'm sure you brats remember me by now!
Scarlet *whispers to White*: Have we met this weirdo before?
White *hides behind Scarlet*: Maybe he's a kidnapper!
LP: No, actually-
Scarlet: Jolteon! Discharge!
White: Pignite! Arm Thrust!
LP: AND I'M BLASTING OFF AGAIN!
DISCLAIMER: SLYBILL DOESN'T OWN POKEMON! ELSE MAGIKARP'S SPLASH ATTACK WOULD HAVE BEEN AWESOME!
Unknown Location, Unova Region.
In what looked like a spacious meeting room sat four people at a long, marble table. Plasma grunts stood beside each seated person ready to serve them anything they wished to have during the meeting. The room itself wasn't too illuminated so the seated people's silhouettes were all that could be seen. From a throne like seat at the far right, a man cleared his throat and began the meeting.
"I would like to welcome you back to the castle, honourable Dragon Knights," his cool, liquid voice echoed making a few grunts flinch. One of the silhouettes to the right yawned a little and placed two feet on the table before grunting a "don't mention it…"
"Forgive her Sir Bronius. Alphinia still has much to learn as the youngest knight, she only respects the high king," one silhouette coughed out as the others gazed at the disinterested teen's brazenness.
"I can speak for myself, Terra…." The girl growled lowly as the figure at the throne sighed deeply.
"It has come to our attention that our Castelia City base was raided and destroyed. I would like to know why that came about…Alphinia F. Quincy. You were supposedly stationed there that fateful evening, were you not?" the figure at the throne asked in a voice laced with obvious disappointment.
"I would like to know what this geezer's doing in the King's chair…" the blonde replied dryly earning a gasp from the grunts. One of the silhouettes placed a large hand on her shoulder.
"You are talking to the most respected of the former Seven Sages and King Ghetsis' private adviser, Lord Bronius. Have some respect Aria," he whispered calmly. Alphinia pouted at the nickname.
"I know that Terra," she snapped. "I don't care who he is though. I haven't seen the king in days now and I'm sure I'm not the only one wondering what he's doing?"
Bronius sighed again at the teen's rudeness. Her attachment to King Ghetsis was the only admirable thing about her although it could quickly turn into a fault.
"Can you just answer his question please?" a female voice rang out impatiently.
"Stuff it Aqua!" Alphinia shot back before facing Bronius. "If you must know, I lost to the intruder and brought the building down so as to cover any tracks that the Pokemon League might try sniffing out."
"Alphy lost?" Aqua sneered and feigned mock surprise making some grunts whisper among each other. Alphinia tensed and ground her fangs sharply before relaxing. "That intruder must have been a champion or something to take Salamence down."
Terra raised an eyebrow before clearing his throat to silence the noise in the room.
"Thank you Terra," Bronius said casting a dark glance at Aqua making her wince. "I suppose Team Plasma has a new threat now. King Ghetsis will not be pleased at all if he hears of this… I'm quite sure you three know what needs to be done."
Aqua's silhouette threw a bright smile at the sage while Terra's simply nodded.
"Hunt down the threat…" Aqua began.
"And crush it, not leaving a single speck of a trace," Terra finished solemnly. Alphinia yawned again and got up.
"I'm sure nobody noticed but we're missing a member," she remarked matter-of-factly.
"Sir Draco is currently away on a private mission from the king himself," a grunt replied. He served as Draco's personal grunt and often relayed messages to the other's whenever the mysterious knight couldn't attend their meetings.
"From the king huh?" she muttered. "How come I never heard of that…?" Ghetsis' fondness of the knight had always intrigued her as he was the only one ever allowed to roam around the world freely without having to report his whereabouts, a freedom that the other knights could never really enjoy.
"Who was the person who defeated you? What kind of pokemon did they use?" Terra asked as he dismissed the grunt with a wave of his brown-skinned hand.
"Well…his name was Scarlet, he had a Jolteon but he was the one who took down Salamence…" Alphinia drifted off and fell silent as she remembered the shocking experience; a brief rush of excitement overcoming her.
"A human taking down a Pokemon on his own… did he have any help?" Bronius questioned solemnly as he leaned forward. Alphinia remained silent still lost in her reverie. However, snapping her fingers loudly, Aqua brought her back to the room.
"Oh…this rookie trainer named White was with him. She had a really strong Beartic though."
"Interesting…I want to meet these people," Aqua stated before getting up. "If busting Alphy is all we needed to discuss then this meeting is over. If you'll excuse me, I have some swimming to get to." Stepping out of the room and into the lighted hallway, the silhouette was revealed to be a beautiful brunette with baby-blue eyes and peach-coloured skin. Coupled with a pale blue sundress and beach hat to match, she looked like a model posing for a seaside photo. The only weird things about her were her rows of Sharpedo-like fangs similar to Alphinia's.
"Come Alphy, Undella's sun should do wonders for your pale skin," she called as she strolled down the hallway. Alphinia hissed at the woman's remark and crossed her arms in a sulk.
"Is something bothering you?" Terra's deep voice resounded as he stepped out to meet the blonde. She turned to face a tall, well-muscled, dark skinned man with strange tattoos on his face and black, shoulder length. Donning a blue breechcloth and trousers made of Stantler hide, Terra looked like the Plasma equivalent of a Native American. Placing his hand on her small shoulders, he bent a little to face the girl. "You're normally not this tensed up during a meeting."
Alphinia scowled and stared at the man for a second before sighing. "I hate it when you read people like that," she started. "If you must know…it's that Scarlet. Seeing him fighting Salamence with his trash-friends made me feel weird."
"Weird?" the man asked in confusion. Alphinia never felt for anybody except maybe Ghetsis, who had saved her life and adopted her when she was very, very young (hence the incessant loyalty). Being raised to view human beings as both utter trash and objects of entertainment, all emotion towards her kind had gone into comatose and it was no surprise that her emotional growth had stunted as a result, leaving her to grow up as a bored, heartless and slightly insane girl with a devil-may-care attitude. The perfect specimen needed for Ghetsis' twisted plans of world domination.
"I don't know why…but I feel the need to really, really….kill him," she growled, tensing violently before relaxing again and getting up. "Forget what I had said earlier, Terra. I've never felt better in my entire life."
As the blonde brushed off his hand and walked out (in her nighties BTW), Terra could only wonder whatever had come over the girl. Shaking his head, he ran a hand through his hair and smiled a little showing his own sharpened fangs.
"For this person to stir her emotions so suddenly…I want to meet him too."
Heading into her room in the expansive underground castle, Alphinia slumped on her bed instantly waking her Natu who then perched on her head. Brushing her lips with a slim finger slowly, she shuddered as her tongue remembered that sweet, sweet coppery taste of his blood. At his cry of pain, she found herself giggling (masochistic brat!). Surprised, she rolled onto her back and took off Natu.
"Hey Natu," she murmured as she held the tiny bird pokemon up to her face. "Could this be… love?"
Meanwhile in Castelia City…
LP stuffed himself into a dumpster nearby and watched. Was he seeing things or was there a very familiar brat with a Jolteon strolling through Central Plaza?
"Scarlet!" a voice cried from behind causing LP's ears to perk up. His pompadour turned in the direction of the voice to see a pretty girl with white hair running after him. Stopping to catch her breath, LP noticed the boy saying something to her and earning a kick on the shin from his pokemon.
"Arceus dammit!" the man hissed lowly as the trio picked up their bags and walked away, " not only is that brat taking this mission, but he's also got a babe too? And wait…why the fuck am I hiding?"
"I hear you pal. Why are you hiding anyway?"
LP froze and turned to a familiar figure sitting beside him and lighting a cigarette.
"WOAH MAN!" the hunter cried and shot out of the dumpster in surprise. The brown-haired man stretched before settling himself into the garbage bags.
"Sup!" he greeted and took a puff. LP relaxed before combing his messed up pompadour.
"Don't shit me like that Vann! I almost contemplated shooting ya," he sighed in relief. And that was the truth. "What are you doing there?"
"Well," the brunette started "I went too far with some hot nurses and they had their pokemon boot me out of the hospital. As luck would have it, birds of a feather flock together and you jumped into my temporary base of operations."
"Now what's that s'pose to mean geek?" LP retorted as the mechanic parted some bags of trash to reveal a hatch at the bottom of the dumpster.
"No really…this is my temporary base of operations," he replied as he opened the hatch and beckoned for LP to enter. Stepping in after him, Vann closed the hatch and the bags automatically shifted back into place. Underneath the ground was a spacious looking den with a small workshop and a touch-screen computer taking up a whole side of the den. Sleeping on the sofa was a purple haired girl with a bandage on her left cheek.
"Who's this?" LP asked loudly as the mechanic took out a can of non-alcoholic root beer from a small fridge.
"Violet. It's best not to wake her up," he replied as he tossed the can towards the hunter. "That brat's sister gets real bitchy if she's disturbed."
Catching the can swiftly, LP popped it open and took a swig. "Ahh...that hit the spot," he exclaimed quietly. Vann took a seat on his black swivel chair before turning to face the computer.
"You're here for the Reshiram hunt, right?" he asked without turning away from the screen.
"Ya got that right Nerd," LP replied as he sat himself on the opposite couch facing Violet.
"Then you'll probably need to get to Nimbasa City by tomorrow. Apparently, the client wants to see all the hunters participating in this Rattata race."
Swivelling his chair to face the hunter (and repeating the action three more times for the fun of it), Vann took out a small computer chip from his breast pocket and handed it to the puzzled hunter.
"Boss said I should give you this chip to hand over to the client once you see him."
LP's sunshade-covered eyes narrowed at the chip. "I ain't some errand boy, you know?" he muttered. "Why didn't you give it to the brat or somethin'?"
Vann took out another stick of cigarette. "Beats me, Boss said I should only give it to you. When I asked him why, he smiled that end-of-matter smile and had Jerome throw me into the nearest plane for Unova." Lighting it, he took a slow puff and faced his computer.
"Scarlet's already on his way and he seems pretty confident. He might show you up again if you don't get a move on soon." The mechanic chipped in coyly and smiled when he heard his guest rise. "BTW there are some weapons you can use over on that table."
Downing the rest of his drink, Cool LP took the fancy hand-guns lying on the worktable. Opening the hatch, he turned to smirk confidently at ORPH's head mechanic.
"Just you watch Nerd. I'll catch that legendary sucker, get the money and put that brat back in his crib in no time at all," he said defiantly and climbed up the hatch. Seconds later though, his pompadour-er-head appeared through the hatch.
"Need something else?" Vann stated and LP grinned mischievously while casting a glance at the sleeping Violet.
"I just needed to say one little thing," he replied and drew in a deep breath. Vann paled and froze in slight shock.
"Y-You wouldn't dare-"he spluttered. Sound tended to echo in closed spaces like his den.
"PEACE OUT SUCKER!" the hunter declared loudly and slammed the hatch. Almost immediately, a roar of discontent echoed throughout the room and a passing boy wondered why he heard faint screams of terror from beneath his feet.
Meanwhile at the Route 4 terminus….
Scarlet came out of the changing room dressed in a black sleeveless muscle shirt and matching jeans with hiking boots. In a sandstorm it was best to wear clothes that would not only shield you from the dust but also not allow sand in your clothes. Snapping on a pair of orange sunshades, the hunter took out identical goggles and slapped it on his pokemon's head.
"For the ride," he stated as Jolteon winced a little at the tightness of the goggle's straps. "What's taking that girl so long?"
"I'm ready," White exclaimed as she stepped out of the changing room wearing a black leather jumpsuit. "I still don't know why I have to wear this. It makes me look like a biker."
"The suit's supposed to protect you from sharp sand," Scarlet replied as he took out a third pair of goggles, pink this time, and gave it to the trainer. "Put this on and let's go."
Nodding to the guard at the post, Scarlet zipped his shirt's high collar up to his nose making White giggle at his ninja-like appearance. The guard pressed a button and the space between the exit and the entrance was replaced by a wall of glass separating the trio and the guard on both sides respectively. Simultaneously, the large blue doors slid open letting in a vicious sandstorm.
"Are you sure you want to go through this storm buddy?" the guard called from the other side. White pressed her hat down to keep it from blowing away in the wind and faced her companions with a look of bewilderment.
"We're not gonna walk through this are we?" she exclaimed.
"Who says we're walking?" Scarlet replied with a smirk and gave his cube a series of twists. Placing the glowing object on the floor, Scarlet stepped back as the device deconstructed and reconstructed itself into a black and red light cycle (YOU GOTTA LOVE TRON!). Turning to the awestruck trainer, he held up a gloved hand to her.
"What are you standing around for? Nimbasa by tonight remember?" he asked. Taking it, White was placed on the back seat and Jolteon was placed in a little carrier right in front of the driver's seat. Steadying himself in the driver's seat, he gave the gaping guard a cocky glance before gripping handle bars and twisting sharply. With a roar, the mechanical beauty shot itself out the exit and disappeared into the sandstorm.
"Wow…" was all the guard could say as a familiar pompadour breezed into the terminus.
"S'cuse me but did a boy and girl just pass through here?" the tall man asked impatiently.
"Yes, but they'd be long gone by now with that fancy-"
"Damn brat, you're not getting through this desert before me!" LP thundered and barrelled out the exit and into the sandstorm. Tossing out a pokeball he cried "Gliscor! Make sure we pass those kids!"
In a flash of light, his fang scorp pokemon picked him from the ground and glided away into the storm.
"Some people…" the guard muttered as he shut the exit.
As their cycle broke through wind and sand, an old saying crept into Scarlet's raven-haired head.
Purity is calling me with fresh untainted air and I'm going to the new world that is waiting there!
The road is straight,and would be stronger than now.
Being invited to a pure white scenery,
I'll go to a world that I still haven't seen.
Author's Corner.
Slybill: Scarlet! White! Preview now!
Scarlet: Scarlet and White reach Nimbasa to find plenty of surprises waiting for them.
White: We get to see Scarlet's mysterious contractor and I get to meet and be a model.
Scarlet and White: A glorious performance of heart and soul! Jikai! "Amusement City Blitz!"