Yo. Late. I know. I hope you all enjoy what this chapter brings. ;-)
(With Lee)
Thousands of thoughts were going through Lee's head, such as: Where was he? How long had he been there? What happened after he was knocked out, and who were the people that locked him and his friends up? All were very important questions, but to the young trainer the most important was: Where was his partner?
Millions of images of Lee and Growlithe began to flood the teen's mind. His eyes, for some alien reason, began to mist. "Now is not the time to start crying like a baby, Lee. Now is the time to get even." Lee thought as he took the next left. He winced as soon as he made the turn. This wouldn't be the first time his wounds had begun to ache.
"The next time I see that damn thing, I am going to pay it back ten fold!" Lee grumbled under his breath. Again, he turned his body. This time to the right, causing more pain. Now he was at the mercy of the metallic container. There was no way to move but forward. And this time, there was some light at the end of the tunnel.
Lee immediately began to crawl faster as hope surged through his being. He ignored the pain, moving even faster with every "would-be" grunt. When Lee finally made it to the end of the shaft, he heard cackling.
Charon was a smart man. He did not want much in this world, finding pure enjoyment in the form of studies and research. He was also a very withdrawn man, barely one for conversation. Instead, all forms of conversation held with Charon were between him, his laptop, and the tested upon. His world virtually revolved around research. Much like his commander, Charon threw away most of his emotions long ago. Instead, he opted for bliss and enjoyment in the form of torture and achievement through hours of work.
So when Charon began to laugh uncontrollably, it wasn't because someone had told a joke. Far from it, in fact. It was because he had finally achieved something he had spent time on, the "studying" of his latest test subject.
"Growlithe!" Lee wanted to cry out.
Inside of the room with the mad scientist, Growlithe was lying on an operating table. Lee saw the blood soaked rags scattered across the floor and the many pieces of broken glass. Lee silently wondered how long his friend had been lying there, unconscious.
"I seem to have completed my work, my dear friend." The scientist said with a mad smirk. "Now let us test out my genius." The man smiled again, wickedly.
But before the man could even lift a finger, Lee had jumped out of the shaft he had hidden in. As soon as Lee landed, he dove for the operating table and snagged Growlithe into his arms. Then he barreled back. The scientist was startled, to say the least.
"W-Who are you, boy?" Charon asked.
"I don't think that matters right now, you old goat!" Lee growled. "You hurt my friend, and now I think it is time that you pay!"
At first, Charon was concerned for his own well being. But then he remembered the announcement Mars had made earlier, the one about the three escaped prisoners. Thinking quickly, Charon began to make his way backwards to a nearby wall. There, Charon knew, was a small speaker button that sent anything he said straight to the upper level, AKA Commander Cyrus's open lab. Any number of Galactic Grunts should be in that room, along with Cyrus. All he had to do was think fast and act smoothly. "Ah! You must be one of our esteemed guests."
Lee noticed the man's movements as he slowly backed away. He though it was out of fear for his life. "You're damn right." Lee said, clutching Growlithe tighter.
"You have such a foul mouth for someone so young." He took another step back. Lee took one step further.
"What did you do to him?"
"To whom?"
"Growlithe!" Lee shouted.
Charon looked to his "old" test subject. Nothing toyed on his face, like a sign of recognition or care. "I did what was instructed of me." His hand slowly inched towards the button situated behind his back. A little closer…
"And what was instructed of you?" Lee asked the small man. He then took another two steps closer, now staring Charon directly in his face.
Click! Charon touched the button and now everything said in that room from here on out would be displayed to anyone in Cyrus's lab. "I was told to operate on your injured friends, young one." Charon smirked on the inside. Charon- 1 Idiot Child- 0. "You should be thanking me."
Lee was inclined to punch the man. "Don't lie, you bastard. I heard you boasting about the work you did on Growlithe!"
"Let me explain, my dear boy." Charon said as he side stepped Lee. Now all he had to do was block the boy's exit and everything would be golden. "Can a lover of science not love when something goes right?"
"Not when a dastardly, bastard like you is involved!" Charon didn't know what happened, but all of a sudden he was sprawled on the cold floor.
"What the…!" Charon shouted, startled.
Before he could get up, a cold, metallic rod with a sharp edge was pressed roughly against his neck. "Don't you dare move, you sick freak!" A person stood above Charon.
Completely ignoring Charon, the attacker turned his head towards Lee. Lee's grip on Growlithe tightened as he stepped back. Growlithe gave a small whine. "Who are you?" Lee asked/glared.
The person before Lee was barely older than himself. His hair covered his eyes, making him look slightly more mysterious. Lee noticed the running shoes he wore, and the two Pokeballs located on his hip.
"My name is not important right now." The boy said. Tossing the steal pipe at the button Charon had pushed, the boy gave a lazy smile to Lee. "Right now we need to get out of here and find your friends, yes?"
Narrowing his eyes, Lee slightly nodded.
"Good." The boy smiled again. He took one of his Pokeballs and let it roll on the ground. A moment later, light flooded the room. When it cleared, an Espeon was seen in the center. Lee wasted no time. He pulled his Pokedex, seemingly the only thing Team Galactic didn't take, out and registered the Pokemon.
"We're leaving." The boy said. "Come over here, kid." Lee wanted to growl, but right then, the boy was his only hope. Lee silently moved closer to boy, and took his side. "Okay. Let's get the hell out of here. Espeon, use-!" Before he could issue an order to the Espeon, several Team Galactic grunts flooded the room.
"About time you buffoons came!" Charon smiled wickedly. Lee silently cursed. "Now, apprehend those children." Charon ordered. The first few men immediately charged the boys.
Lee cursed as he quickly flipped the pole his "savior" had used against Charon and took a defensive stance, securely placing Growlithe in his left arm. After whispering something into Espeon's ear, the boy took his place beside Lee.
"Looks like we're not going to be leaving this party just yet." The boy smiled. Again, it was a lazy, relaxed one.
Lee nodded in agreement before delivering a swift whack to one of the men's head. "Got any ideas?" He side stepped another man, then drove a knee into his chest. That temporarily rendered the man incapacitated.
The boy winked before dodging a man. "I might."
Espeon, who had been watching the duo's back, lifted it's gemmed head and cried out a soft and long, "Mew!" As Lee stared back in bewilderment, light engulfed the group. The children were gone.
Charon stared in awe. Then in curiosity, and finally, in rage. There was no doubt in his head, Commander Cyrus would be furious. Speaking of...
"Charon,"
Charon visably flinched before turning around to see all Galatic grunts in lab part like the red sea. A tall, esteemed man made his way into the room. An air of superiority immediately washed over everyone.
"I believe you have allowed some very important people escape." His voice was laced with disapproval, sarcasm, and a touch of malice. "I am very displeased."
Charon was now shaking.
How was that? I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Sorry for the late update, but please R&R. Thanks! XD