Now, before you flame me for the stuffs that won't work game-wise, I'll tell you. It's fanfiction. Fiction. Or I prefer call it crazy imagination. I watched anime and read mangas too, so that makes my mind even more messed up. If you know what I mean. Enough about that.
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Disclaimer : However much my love for Pokemon I will never own it because Satoshi Tajiri invented the idea not me and I love instant noodle and hates Biology – wait what?
~ Subway Trouble ~
Chapter 3 : Serves Them Right
"Now, this is a hijack. SHUT UP if you want to live out of this!" the tallest(probably the leader) of them snarled, his voice loud and intimidating. Behind him was three other men dressed almost the same as him. Bald, too.
Hilda thought she had a feeling about this trip. It was good. Guess it's actually bad.
An a few seconds after, the whole passengers in the cab panicked.
"Aaah! Robbers!"
"Nooo it's terrorist! I still want to meet my boyfriend!"
"Don't kill me!"
"Anything but my cookies!" Hilbert rolled his eyes at this.
"This charm is a lie! It brings me bad luck instead!"
"MOMMY!"
"SHUT UP! AND YOU GUYS! GO TO THE OTHER CAB!" the leader shouted, though most passengers still panicking, as he pointed to the door leading to the other cab, and three of those guys hassled to the other side. Many passengers from the other cab peeked through the door, but they quickly shut it when they saw the roughnecks approaching their cab. Soon after a loud screams was heard from there.
Hilda is now shivering in her seat. The roughnecks looks like they're deadly serious. She's never put in this kind of crazy situations, and after been watching those gory detective films, she's thinking the worst. Are they really are for money? She gulped. Or Pokemon? The whole Team Plas – scratch that, at least they're not wearing ridiculous clothing… Sort of.
"What do you guys want?" a man stood up from one of the seats, scowling. The leader approached him and suddenly gives him a punch in his face as he was thrown back to his seat, nose bleeding.
"Shut up! None of your beeswax!" he spat as the other passengers looked at him in fear, some yelled.
Hilda palmed. That oughta hurt… she thought. She's sweating and her vision started to blur. Suddenly, she felt something warm from her left hand. She jolted, quickly spun her head to find Hilbert's hand on top of hers. She took a deep breath, and her vision slowly came back to normal.
Wow… Now that I think about it, his hand is sure bigger than mine… And it's warm too, and – Arceus, stop this Hilda!
She blushed from the sight AND from her crazy imagination, as she quickly retrieved her hand, offering Hilbert an awkward smile.
Hilbert is still glaring at the roughneck, though not saying anything. Noticing Hilda's movement, he tilted his vision to see Hilda's face for a few seconds. He chuckled slightly as if silently saying :
You look like female Darmanitan on a sugar rush.
Hilda blushed furiously, red coloring most of her face. She was about to shout a silent retort, but the brunet trainer already turned his head away. Darmanitan of all Pokemons! My face couldn't look so –
"Hey! Let go!"
Hilda was snapped by a scared voice of the man who was punched before. He was being held by a big green and tan Pokemon. Said Pokemon looks like a pile of trash with green cape-like garbage bag with pink and blue lumps. It's fingers are made of pipes. And it stinks.
"My friend here is a Poison-type. Ever heard of the move Sludge Wave? It'll shot that out if any of you tries to do anything. So, shut up!"
All the passengers gulped. Most trainers know that move, it's quite powerful and can be poisonus. Some of the passengers started to cry, other hung their heads down, some eyed the roughnecks with either anger, fear, or confusion. Though, Hilda instead glared at Hilbert. He just crossed his arms with his cap covering the most of his face, his mouth pressed into a thin line.
The leader of the roughnecks clapped his hand to get attention, and the other guy holding a big black sack. "Now," he started, "Put all of your Pokemons and anything worth the money inside your bags, and fill them all here. And don't hide anything 'cuz we'll know it!" he warned.
One by one reluctantly took their bags, some of them taking off their Pokeballs from their belts. That includes Hilda and Hilbert. Hilda took her four Pokeballs from her belt, eyeing at it for a few seconds. You guys will be allright she thought in her head, before putting them inside her bag and zipped it Hilbert, on the other hand, shoved his Pokeballs in without hesitation into the small pockets in his bag, where he puts his empty Pokeballs.
No one knows he slipped a ball into his jacket's sleeve. Except himself of course.
He slowly stood up, his slingbag at his left shoulder. He snatched Hilda's bag from her grip (earning a glare). Many of the passengers followed suit, as they started to fill the sack with their bags. Hilbert quickly shoved the two bags inside, before turning back, returning to his seat, crossing his arms again.
It was around ten minutes until they're all done with the bags. The leader smirked as he called out to the cargo cab. "Come now all of you! Carry these bags!" Two of them appeared from the cargo cab. One of them took the big sack and turned back to the cargo cab. The other went to the other passenger's cab. After grabbing the bag, one of them approached their leader.
"Almost tunnel, no? Let's do part two?" he asked with a sly grin across his face before retreating to the cargo cab.
"Ah, yes. Let me." came the answer with more or less the same tone, as he walked to the door – going to the control cab Hilda presumed, leaving their cab with only one guy and the Garbodor. A voice was heard from the other cab, it's the leader commanding his minions to gather passenger's bag.
"One." Hilda quickly but carefully jerked her head towards her left. The mutter came from Hilbert, she suppose. "So they're waiting for the tunnel… Of course." he muttered again, softly and seriously.
Hilda thought about it. They did have to enter a tunnel to get to Anville. She remembered of course – she was blinded by the lights coming from the tunnel. Though the inside was dark, only lit with a few lights. Hilbert told her this tunnel has many different railways connected to each other. Maybe they wanted to ask for ransom or such, and hides in the tunnel so we can't be spotted or something. Or will change the subway's path.
Sure enough, soon after that, she can make up the light from the tunnel's entrance. Few seconds passed, the whole subway was temporarily blinded by the light. Oddly, she felt the light… lasted longer than it usually would.
"Hmm, lucky the doors doesn't have windows here" Hilbert suddenly spoke in a clear voice, standing up as he faced the only roughneck in the cab and the Garbodor.
"The hell, kid. Sit still and shut up!" the roughneck snarled, but he paid no mind to follow his order. "Don't get me started kid!"
Hilbert mockingly rolled his eyes. "Say, do you know about Psychic-types?". Hilda panicked inside. What's he thinking? The guy might ordered the Garbodor to spew poison or something…
"Brat, shut your mouth and sit. It's my last warning!"
"Psychic moves can create a bizarre area like Trick Room or such. But Psychic-type Pokemons, if trained correctly, can make an area with different kind of effects…"
"That's it! Garbodor, Poison Gunk!"
The Trash Heap Pokemon opened it's mouth, ready to shoot a blob of poison, but stopped midway. A blue thin psychic power was holding it back. Hilbert smirked before he sent another order.
"Reuniclus, Psyshock."
Suddenly, blue lights appeared from the ceiling, materializing an odd pieces of psychic power. Hilda started at it with awe before it attacked the not-moving Garbodor. Soon enough, a loud thud was heard as the Garbodor's eyes turned into X's, fainted.
Hilda looked at the ceiling and saw a green blob-like Pokemon floating in the ceiling. It reminded her of a Duosion, so she guessed it's the evolution.
"Why you! Guys! We have problem!"
Unexpectedly, almost a minute passed in silence and no one came. Hilbert smirked again, his right hand on his cap.
"Why, I wasn't finished. As I said, Psychic-types can make an area with different effects," Hilbert explained as the Multiplying Pokemon approached him. He raised his hands and Hilda noticed the Pokemon's eyes glowed blue. The roughneck started to float midair.
That's… Telekinesis, Hilda thought. The robber spews a ridiculous amount of curses before he suddenly shot up with such speed, his head hitting the ceiling hard.
"And, in this case, my Pokemon created a soundproof room" Hilbert finished. The man didn't hear the words though – he was knocked out cold.
Silence enfulged the cab, until a sound of clapping was heard, coming from a man about in his thirties. "Nice going boy! You showed them!"
He was immediately joined by the passengers, and now, the whole cab is giving Hilbert a round of loud applause, some praising him and some other scowled at the fainted man.
Hilda is clapping too, but idly, gaping in awe as she did, before approaching the brunet. "Why – No. HOW did you have your Pokemon?" Hilda questioned, raising her eyebrows as she did. He shrugged, grinning playfully and raised his right hand.
"I slipped one Pokeball in my jacket's sleeve" he answered casually, pointing at his right hand. "And before you asked, I released my Reuniclus when we entered the tunnel."
"You're kidding… That was reckless! What if they, you know, bring firearms? Luckily this grunt is kinda stupid…" Hilda commented, earning a few snickers from the passengers.
Hilbert rolled his eyes. "They ARE stupid. I won't go to details, but they don't look like they really know what they're doing. Or maybe it's their first time hijacking something like a train. Either way, it's good for us."
"How do you know?"
"Television."
"Figures."
The crowd was about to roar in laughter when the door to cargo's cab opened, and the other roughneck from before entered. His eyes widened when he saw the fallen Garbodor and his unconscious companion. He then glared angrily at the two standing trainers and the Multiplying Pokemon.
"Brats! I don't know what happened, but it's clear you have something to do with this!" he growled and dashed towards them, only to crash onto a Light Screen casted by Hilbert's Reuniclus. He slid down on the floor, his face flat.
"Just to be safe…" Hilbert contemplated, poiting at the man, "Thunder Wave."
Reuniclus' body shot out a wave of yellow electricity, hitting the flat-faced roughneck. He squeaked for a few seconds before limping on the floor.
"Allright, cargo and this cab is clear." He turned at Hilda. "Can you go to the cargo cab and retrieve our bags? Get your Pokemons too while at it."
Hilda raised her eyebrows. "You sure there's no one else there?"
"None. My Reuniclus can tell," he turned to his Pokemon, "No one else is there right?"
The green Pokemon shook it's head. Hilda groaned before she walked to the cargo cab. "And to restrain them… Grass Knot." Hilda heard Hilbert's voice, then she noticed grass knots started to tie every of the roughneck's limbs.
She entered the cab – it was quite dark, filled with boxes. The wall and all is no different than the passenger cabs, except it has less windows and no couches. Hilda immediately noticed a black sack full of bags next to the door and examined it's contents.
"So many bags…" Hilda dug through the bags before finding her and Hilbert's bag. "Bingo." She slinged both bags in her shoulder before trying to lift the sack.
"Uuft! Too heavy! I'll just drag this thing…"
She dragged the sack with her right hand and went back to the cab. She opened the door, only to find a barrage of purple orbs dashed past the door, almost hitting her face. "Holy – " she yelped, slumping to her knees.
"Hilda!" Hilbert called out, running towards her, sighed in relief when he saw she's unscratched.
"Now Druddigon! Dragon Rage again!" a man's voice called.
Hilbert turned back, facing the dragon-type opening it's mouth, purple orbs appeared in the gap and then shot it against the green Pokemon. "Light Screen!"
The Multiplying Pokemon summoned a wall of light in front of it, effectively blocking the Dragon-type attack.
"That's that! Dizzy Punch!" Hilbert ordered. His Reuniclus quickly approached the dragon-type Pokemon and gave it a hard punch on the head. Druddigon was flown backwards, hitting it's trainer – the roughneck – to the ground. "And, Grass Knot." Reuniclus immediately tied the fallen criminal with grass knots, and, as if reading Hilbert's mind, covered his mouth too.
"Hilda! You okay?" Hilbert called, quickly approaching the brunette's on the floor.
Hilda raised her head, looking at Hilbert. "Well, NO! I might as well pee my pants!"
Hilbert playfully rolled his eyes. "Why don't you?"
"…" Hilda contemplated. "Because I'm not wearing pampers?"
"… Fine, we'll leave it at that."
"I thank you," Hilda commented, handing him his blue slingbag. He accepted it with a grin, slinged it to his shoulder. "And this is everyone's bag," Hilda said, pointing at the sack she's dragging, "And to avoid chaos, I'll return everyone's bag one by one, is that good?" she looked at Hilbert.
"Good." Hilbert assured, his eyes on his bag, retrieving his Pokeballs and placed them on his belt. "Just make it quick."
Hilda quickly nodded before rummaging through the sack and grabbed a green bagpack. "Who's this?"
"Mine!" a long haired girl with a pair of dark blue eyes called out, waving her hands. She approached Hilda quickly, and Hilda handed her the green bagpack.
"Thank you!" she smiled gratefully.
"Well, thank Hilbert for that," Hilda said with a grin. The girl turned to the brunet trainer and thanked him, which was answered with a nod. Smiling to herself, Hilda took another bag and raised it into the air.
"Who's this?"
"That's mine!"
Hilbert watched from afar as Hilda handed over everyone's bag, his brown eyes locked mostly at the door, in case any of those criminals decided to bust in.
"Umm, boy?"
Hilbert turned his head to a long-haired woman around fourties. "It's good you got rid of them and all… But they're still around in the other passenger cab… And the leader, too."
"Umm, yeah. If I'm not wrong, there's around 4 roughnecks left, including the leader."
The woman put her hand below her chin. "You've caught three roughnecks at the moment," she said, looking at the three baldheads that was knotted with grass, put in the corner, before continuing, "If we are to assume there's 4 left, that totals 7. They must be pretty confident, even though this is only a short subway, and they probably have never tried to hijack this."
Hilbert scratched his head."That's true, anything on your mind, miss?"
"Well, it's kind of true about you're saying they're idiots," she started, "But they seem to plan everything well. Night subway at weekends is quite crowded. And they seemed to plan something about this tunnel, so maybe they've been hijacking other things."
Hilbert analyzed her last statement. "You're saying that if I failed to sweep them, they might take extreme measures?"
The woman nodded slightly. "Yeah… I mean, idiot short-tempered criminals tend to do that. Maybe with Pokemon."
"Say miss, you're quite… sharp. I guess."
"Oh," she smiled, "I was a cop!"
"Way cool, and it's okay. They MIGHT have Pokemon, but I have to say I'm quite good. As for my companion," Hilbert eyed the brunette who's handing over bags, "I've never seen her battling, but I can say she's good. It's all over her face."
"If you say so." She smiled, sighed in relief.
Hilbert heard a faint footstep from the other cab. "Hilda, stop handing over bags and search a place to sit."
Hilda rolled her eyes in confusion. "What? I – "
"Now. And put some poker face on." Hilbert deadpanned, moving to the left side of the door. Hilda was then grabbed by a nearby girl to sit beside her. Hilda muttered a quick thanks to her before eyeing Hilbert.
Hilbert himself was eyeing the door, never leaving the sight of it, waiting for the other henchmen's arrival. As if it's on cue, the door broke open, revealing another of those bald criminals, though he's carrying a black sack, probably filled with bags, grinning ear to ear like an idiot.
"Say man, how's things over there?" Hilbert asked him, imitating the other roughneck's voice. It's not exactly good, but enough to fool anyone's in their own dreamland.
"Oh, way good! Got all the valuables from the losers, and we 'convinced' the pathetic dude to change the subway's way! We'll be safe in another thirty minutes!" he said, heading over the cargo cab, oblivious to the passenger's restrained snickers.
"Oh, is that it? Changing the subway's path?" Hilbert asked with his normal voice, smirking.
"Yeah, and then we'll go to – "he froze. He turned back, eyes glaring daggers at the standing brunet trainer, and noticed his comrades is tied with grass knots behind said brunet.
"YOU!" he roared, pointing at Hilbert. "WHAT THE HELL!"
"Say, are you guys after money?" Hilbert questioned, though he was not expecting answer.
"Like hell I'm going to tell you! But then again, what else?" he scowled.
Hilbert rolled his eyes in amusement, trying to contain his laughter. "You just did." This earned a few snickers from the passengers.
The criminal's face reddened. "You know what brat? I MIGHT am the idiot around here – "
"Wow, you admitted it." Hilda commented, snickering.
"SHUT UP!" he yelled. "But I'm one of the best with Pokemon battle! Go, Golurk!" he threw his Pokeball into the air. It revealed a big cyan golem-like Pokemon, with it's head smaller than it's body.
Hilda pulled out her Pokedex out of curiosity, and scanned the big Pokemon.
Golurk, the Automaton Pokemon. The evolved form of Golett. It is said that Golurk were ordered to protect people and Pokémon by the ancient people who made them.
"Whoa…" Hilda gaped. She stretched her feet, and…
Accidently hit the roughneck's left side with quite the force.
"THE HELL! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM KIDDIE?" he roared, gripping on his hurting sides.
"No, no, you got it all wrong! I was just stretching my feet and you happen to be in the way – well it's good because you suck – aah!" Hilda stuttered in a loud voice. The whole cab immediately started laughing, Hilbert being the loudest.
"Nice kick, girlie!"
"You showed him!"
"Look, you guys know I didn't do it on purpose! Well, inside I might wanted it, but you got my point!" Hilda complained.
"Why… you…" the baldhead growled.
"Hilda, you're killing me!" Hilbert yelled, his eyes contained tears of amusement, but quickly his face turned serious. "Reuniclus!" he called on the Multiplying Pokemon who's floating on the ceiling. "Energy Ball!"
Reuniclus glowed, forming a green orb between it's palm and quickly flinged it against the Golurk. It's trainer is distracted at the moment, so it don't know what to do and received a direct hit on the face.
"Shit! Golurk! Flash!" he ordered. The Automaton Pokemon shines brightly, blinding Hilbert, his Reuniclus, and the rest of the passengers…
Except Hilda who's rummaging through her bag, her cap covering her eyes. "What th –" she yelped, as the other passengers let out a gasp from the blinding light.
"That Reuniclus' a problem… I'll get Scrafty and knock it out…" she heard the roughneck muttered.
He's going two-on-one? That's low! Hilda thought, and immediately grabbed a Pokeball from her bag.
The light began to fade as the crook yelled an order. "Shadow Punch!"
Hilbert gritted his teeth. Both he and his Reuniclus can't see anything at the moment. "Protect, Reuniclus!"
A sound of something hit a barrier was heard – most likely Golurk's Shadow Punch was stopped by Reuniclus' Protect. The crook smirked as the Protect started to fade. "Now Scrafty, Crunch!"
"Scrafty? Oh crap – " Hilbert was cut when the Hoodlum Pokemon jumped from behind Golurk, sprinting closer to his Reuniclus and opened it's mouth, showing it's sharp fangs when a Pokeball released a Pokemon just on it's back.
"Panpour!" Hilda called the the water-type Pokemon. "Stop it with Acrobatics!". The Spray Pokemon quickly jumped into the air, spinning it's feet and hitting the Hoodlum Pokemon in the head.
"Scald!" she continued, and her Panpour shot a blast of boiling water against the Scrafty's back, sending it flying towards Reuniclus. Hilbert smirked.
"Energy Ball, one more time!" he cried. The Multiplying Pokemon sent another green orb flying, hitting Scrafty square in the face, knocking it out.
"Why you peeps!" the baldhead was about to grab another Pokeball, but Hilda kicked his side again.
"Sorry, but this time I mean it" Hilda said playfully, and the passengers let another round of laughter. He glared Hilda with anger, and Hilbert took this opportunity to strike.
"Reuniclus, Shadow Ball!"
"Panpour, take aim and support Shadow Ball with your Water Gun!"
Hilbert's Reuniclus summoned and sent a shadowy blob flying toward Golurk. Golurk was about to respond when Panpour's Water Gun shot the Shadow Ball, sending it faster against the golem's body. It took a heavy hit, and fell down to the floor, fainting.
"Grass Knot!" Hilbert ordered, and in a matter of second, the roughneck was binded with the grass. He was so noisy so Hilbert decided to shot a Confuse Ray against him. Though he did tell that the other two left is a good Pokemon battler.
"This guy really is an idiot…" Hilbert muttered. "He literally told us everything about his boss."
"Yeah he's crazy. So they have two Pokemons each. Sawk and Scolipede, the other with Galvantula and Sigilyph." Hilda contemplated. They're all fully evolved Pokemon, and since the idiot's all confident, maybe they really are good. But he said he's good himself, and got owned quickly?
"They might be good… But it seems they're not familiar with the environments." Hilda heard Hilbert spoke beside her. She turned her heads.
"What do you mean?"
Hilbert coughed. "All of the Pokemon they used are in their last stage, be it can evolve or not. And those can actually pack a punch. But I took care of them easily, why? Because they weren't used to battle in a cramped place like a subway" he explained, getting a Super Potion on his bag and sprayed it at his Reuniclus' wounds.
"That's true… Wait, are you saying you're used to this place?" Hilda questioned, raising her eyebrows. Hilbert didn't answer her, instead asked back.
"You're quite good, want to have a battle when we have time?" he said, eyeing her Panpour who's sitting on her shoulder.
Hilda sighed. "If we can get out of this problem… How about it, Panpour?" she asked her Pokemon. The water-type looked at her, then nodded confidently. Hilbert smiled at this, and motioned his Reuniclus to come closer, which it did.
"Well then," the brunet started, looking at the passengers. "Hilda and I will go to the other cab."
Hilda's eyes widened at this suggestion. She put her Panpour down and was about to shout, but before she can complain, Hilbert continued his sentence. "You guys, move to the cargo cab. Whoever's a trainer, get your strongest Pokemon ready, hide behind the doors and guard it. If you're confident with hand combat, do that too. Those who cannot battle, hide behind the boxes of the cargo cab. Ah, and grab those punks there, too" he said, pointing at the tied criminals.
"Whoa kid, sure with what you're doing?"
"Careful boy! It'll be dangerous!"
"What if something happened to you?"
"Yeah, we can just join you and fight those bad meanies!"
Hilbert clapped his hands loudly, and the noise ceased. "Going two-on-two is a best choice in a cramped place. We're NOT battling in the control cab. We can't get the other passengers here, so we just have to bait two of them to come here. So, going all crowded is not an option. Not when there's a chance someone will be taken hostage."
Hilda looked at Hilbert in fascination. Despite being probably the same age as her, and those childish behavior he's been giving, he actually is quite brilliant. He had the leader's mind and thinks widely. It's almost out of character of him, but what did she know?
"Hilda, I can't afford my partner to be spacing out in THIS kind of situation, can I?" Hilbert suddenly asked in front of her, smiling almost sarcastically. She jumped from the sudden question, then something hit her.
"Well, I don't know about you, but – " she was cut by Hilbert's finger in front of her lips. She nodded before whispering softly. "I don't think I can do this! What if something happened to the other passenger when I messed up?"
Hilbert shook his head, frowning slightly. "Pessimist one aren't you? It'll be fine."
"How can you be so sure?" Hilda questioned. She's lying if she said she's not afraid.
"Arceus! You don't know until you try! Now listen up!" Hilbert silently exclaimed, grabbing Hilda's arm. They were only a few centimeters away from each other, causing Hilda to slightly blush. Hilbert paid no mind to this as he started whispering.
"We'll act like something bad happened at this cab. It'll bait them to come here. Make sure they enter the cab first, then we'll cover the door to the other cab. We'll engage a double battle, am I clear?"
"You… sure about double battling with me? We've just met, you know."
"Heck, I just felt that we're quite similar. It'll work out. As some base strategy, listen to me."
The brunets couple was so busy whispering with each other, they don't even notice the passenger's eyes are towards them. They giggled and whispering to each other, muttering something about lovebirds, some even took a picture. Even their Pokemon is giggling at their behavior.
"So we'll use your Panpour's speed to distract them, and I'll do the hard hitting. Clear?" Hilbert ended, his brown eyes locking with Hilda's blue eyes.
Hilda confidently nodded. "Crystal."
Hilbert turned to the passengers, oblivious to what they've been doing. "We don't have all day. Get those punks outta here and move it. My Reuniclus will remove the soundproof room exactly five seconds after you all entered the cargo cab."
The mens grabbed the criminals roughly to the cargo cab, some even dragged them. Some of the crowd is readying their Pokemon, while the other just entered the cargo cab, face laced with some fear, but some with excitement.
A few minutes until they're done, and the long-haired woman Hilbert talked to earlier was about to enter the cargo cab. "We'll be counting on you, young trainers."
"We'll get this done. You have my words." Hilbert assured her, his Reuniclus nodded in agreement.
"We're going to make them pay." Hilda said confidently, joined by her Panpour's salute.
"I wish you good luck." She flashed a smile before entering the cargo cab. One… two… three... four… five…
"Panpour, return!"
"Reuniclus, return."
Both Pokemon Trainer returned their Pokemons to their balls. The soft pink aura that has been enfulging the cab disappeared. Both looked at each other.
"You afraid?" Hilbert whispered.
"I'll be lying if I say I didn't."
Hilbert then took her right hand, causing her to blush again. "You're going to do great. Confidence. Take a deep breath."
Hilda did as she was told, and calmed herself down. "Allright, I'm ready."
"Heh, just five more minutes…" the leader muttered, smirking evilly while looking at the clock. Things has been working smoothly. It's been a bit quiet, but then again, no fool would try to make a noise, not with the Garbodor intimidating them.
"Five minutes, boss." His comrade spoke. He eyed the passengers, all wearing the terrified expression. They did scare them with Galvantula, and it's been working perfectly.
"Yes, the plan, after all, has no – "
They was cut when the door shot open, revealing two panicked teenagers. Both has the similar brown hair, and look about the same age. The boy wears a black t-shirt over a blue jacket, and the girl has a white shirt underneath her black vest. She covered her face with her hands, trembling, while the boy's eyes showed a glint of fear.
"What the hell brats! Do you know – "
"S-sir! Something… dangerous… the other cab… please! Do something! It's invading the cab!" the boy spoke, his voice containing fear.
"Explain yourself brat!" the leader roared.
"I… I…"
"Bah! Let's check it ourself boss! He's not answering!" his companion scowled.
"Right, let's check what the hell happened. Allright guys! You are NOT doing anything suspicious, or ELSE!" he threatened. The other passengers gulped in fear as the roughnecks started to walk to the door.
An old man was trembling in his seat. He didn't expect this kind of problem coming. All he wanted is some fresh air at Anville Town before returning to his daycare center. But he got wrapped up in a hijack. And now, something happened in the other cab. What would happen to him?
He was snapped when he heard a chuckle. To his (and most of the passenger's) surprise, the chuckle came from the supposedly panicked boy who barged in, his face looking as calm as ever. His companion looked a bit nervous (she fidgeted with her cap), but still calm nonetheless. The boy noticed him and quickly approached him.
"Sir, please tell the subway employee to change the route back to Nimbasa."
The roughnecks entered the other passenger's cab, to find nothing. Yes, nothing. No passengers, no sign of their comrades. Nothing.
"The hell happened here?" the leader growled. If there's anything, it's the surroundings that's fishy. There's a crack on the ceiling, and few dents on the floor.
"Boss, let's check the cargo cab" his companion suggested. He nodded and walked to the cargo door. He tried to push it open, but it won't budge. He pushed even harder, with his companion helping, but its still slammed shut.
"Forget it – those guys probably blockaded it or something…"
Both criminals turned around, only to find the same kids from before entering the cab, shutting the door tight. The leader growled angrily.
"What the hell happened here. Speak, brat!" he ordered, eyes locked on Hilbert.
He just rolled his eyes. "All I have to say is that comrades of yours is so spineless, they got owned by some kids." That said, both kids took a Pokeball from their belts.
"I get it… you somehow must've knocked them out…" the companion glared daggers at them.
"Damn straight." Hilda commented, eyeing at Hilbert.
"Well, enough jokes! Sawk!"
"Sigilyph!"
Both crooks threw their Pokeball. The first one reveals a blue Pokemon, shaped like human, with it's skin blue and wears a martial arts clothing. The other reveals a flying Pokemon with four wing-like growths around its body, and two small spikes at its base.
Hilbert smirked. This'll be so easy…
"You know what Hilda? I'll take both of them myself."
Hilda rolled her eyes at this. "Seriously! You – What's the point of asking me coming with you?"
Hilbert grinned. "Roughly speaking, fail-safe. But I sure want to show off to you!" he said while holding his laughter.
"I kindly disagree. Panpour!" she sent out the Spray Pokemon out of his balls.
"Fine. Reuniclus!"
The battle didn't last long. Those criminal's Pokemon can pack a punch, since there's more dent on the floor, but they're too slow to hit Hilda's Panpour. But that's it. Hilbert's Reuniclus did most of the work, knocking their Pokemon out in if not one, two hits. And said criminals? They're being tied with grass knots, spewing curses at the brown haired trainers.
"Serves you right, jackass. Ass handed to you by a bunch of kids!" Hilbert taunted, grinning from ear to ear. Hilda just smiled as brightly, mockingly looked at the criminals.
"Allright guys, the criminal's all tied up! You can come out!" Hilda cried, and the cargo cab's door flew opened, revealing happy faces from the passengers who bursted in.
"Way to go kids! You've got talents!"
"That's for hijacking the subway, jerks!"
"You sure showed them!"
"Lame-Os!"
The passengers from the other cab peeked in out of curiosity, and when they noticed the criminal's being tied up, they started to join the crowd.
"You kids are made of win!"
"It's like the cartoon says – the good always wins!"
"Yay! I can meet my girlfriend again!"
"Serves you right, bastards!"
"And that's how is it, Officer Jenny" Hilbert ended. Their subway has arrived at Nimbasa's Gear Station. Hilda called the cops when she got signals from the X-Transceiver, and now they're being questioned.
"That was quite a rough situations. We, of Unova Police, thank you for your assistance of apprehending the group of hijackers, Krookodilez."
"Don't mention it. I'm just glad no one's hurt" Hilbert smiled. "Though it's kinda ironic despite the group's name, none of them has Krookodile."
"That's true… We've arranged an accomodations for the trainers who got wrapped in this mess at the Pokemon Center. You can rest there, since it's already late."
"Ah, yes. Thank you, Officer Jenny."
Meanwhile, Hilda is finished being questioned. Sort of. She didn't do much after all. She's already in the Pokemon Center's lobby, with of course, her mother yelling at her. From her X-Transceiver.
"You gave me a heart attack when the news told me about the hijack! And you just have to appear in the middle of it!" Stella complained, though a hint of relief can be heard from her voice.
"Umm, yeah. It's over mom. I'm fine and so are the other passengers." She knows her mother's concern, but she's simply dead TIRED. It's past 10PM, and the hijack just made her much, much tired.
"Look, my Arceus! What if – "
Hilda didn't hear the rest of her mother's blabbering – she's lost in her thought. She herself can't believe she just survived a hijack – and happened to be helping to stop the crime. Though Hilbert did most of the work.
"Hilda! You hear me!"
Hilda finally rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I do, mom. Now I'm so tired I'll call you later. And I've delivered the goods to Anne. For Arceus' sake, stop buying junks. Now I'm going to sleep, so, later."
"Hey, Hil – "
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Hilda turned her X-Transceiver off. She then noticed a warm hand on her shoulder. She turned, finding Hilbert with his usual grin, his brown eyes flashed in excitement.
"Was that your Mom?" he asked, sitting beside her.
"Uh-uh. Noisy, no?"
"That's just how moms are!"
"So true."
They started to chat about how their mothers are. Hilda told him about all the strings she pulled to stop her mother from buying goods. She even cutted the telephone's cable and hid her X-Transceiver, but she somehow managed to order some random junks. Hilbert's mother, instead, always made him eat some odd vegetables, however Hilbert despised it. They would crack a joke and laugh about it, until they noticed it was 11 PM.
"By the way," Hilbert started, "Anything you want to do in particular tommorow?"
"Umm, no. I'll wander around Nimbasa first…" she answered, looking at the bulletin board she saw earlier this morning.
"Well, you know. I'd like to spend more time with you. Can meet me outside of Gear Station around 5 PM tommorow?"
Hilda froze. What?
"Oh no. Don't think about the crazy stuff! I mean it as a friend! And speaking of which, we haven't had a battle yet!"
Hilda blushed slightly. "Oh, oh sure! I wasn't thinking of that you know!"
"You sure look like you does."
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
It's almost 12 AM. Hilda changed to her night gown – a simple short sleeved pink pajamas with black shorts. She looked at the beautiful night sky from her bed, her hands behind her head.
Today's been too crazy… Especially that hijack. But I also get to meet Hilbert… I don't know how to say this, but he's kind of interesting. He's from far away, and he had 4 badges. He's a fun guy to hang out with, its always great talking about anything with him. He can be annoying, but he's kind and all. Not to mention he's actually brilliant, and he knows his stuff. Not to mention he's also quite - OK Hilda, what the hell is wrong with you. Stop thinking about these stuff or Darkrai will haunt your dreams!
Hilda closed her eyes. She can't wait for tommorow. A trip in Nimbasa should be fun. And she'll look forward for the promise at 5 PM, in front of Gear Station.
Gah! Finished at 12 AM! Yeah, that means a lot of mistakes to be expected. I'm struggling with this chapter, but it's kind of fun to do. There's just so many scenes I wanna put, but it ended up weird so many times that I have to do it over and over. Ugh! Action isn't my forte!
Yeah, I'll try to be quicker with updates. But school…
Oh God! Tommorow I need to study Biology! Oh crap…
Umm, review okay! Make this lil' girl happy!