Chapter 8

As they walked away from the power plant the ground nearby it began to give way. It was replaced by giant blue flames. It was forming a flaming crater fed by the natural gas line.

They walked along the road. But encountered something strange. A team of fire trucks drove right past them to the sight of the fire. It had the potential of setting a nearby forest ablaze. Amy carried Cash for the duration of the trip on her shoulder. Her burnt legs wrapped in bandages. The sun had already gone down, the only way for Amy to see now was by the light of her blue rings and the moon. Cash was quiet. He was still quiet shocked by the kiss. The blue glow of the flaming crater could still be seen.

Amy was sat down against a tree stump with Cash.

"This is gonna sting a lot so hold still." Cash said. He uncapped the burn heal. Amy closed her eyes tight. He began to apply it to her toes. Then he moved to her ankles, then her calves and finally her thighs. Cash moved on to her tail which had a large portion of its skin burnt.

"You're extremely lucky. Your skin will heal and no one will be able to tell." Cash said.

"You really think so?"

"Yes I do. In fact I know that it will. Because it's at night with a full moon, which means you will heal faster. I'm applying the burn heal fairly soon after the burns so there's that. All you need now is lots of moonshine which we have plenty of."

"Wait you have moonshine with you? You really are a redneck! You've been carrying around liquor with you for two days and didn't share any with me? "

"Not that kind of moonshine!" Cash said. "Although I sure could use a swig or two right now."

"Oh sorry I misunderstood you."

A few moments of silence passed. They simply sat side by side staring into the small fire Amy had made. Cash put his arm around Amy as they sat there. She leaned up against him and eventually dozed off.

He couldn't believe what had happened to him over the last week or so. He had woke up on a beach naked with no memory whatsoever of how he got there. In fact the only thing he could remember that happened right before he woke up was passing out in an alley. He remembered his childhood and the world he grew up in, and this world was not that world.

He began to ponder if he was in some sort of afterlife. Was he reincarnated like those old monks say? He couldn't tell. He did know that for once in his life he had a sort of positive gut feeling. It was good.

He was snapped out of his ponderings by Amy pressing her boob up against his abdomen. She was settling in. Snuggled up to his side. She was so cute when she slept. Tense though, not really relaxed.

It wasn't long after that Cash dozed off too. They slept in each other's embrace.

Lilycove city:

A secretary ran into the office of General Phillips *The Absol*. She was a Leafeon.

"They've been found! And captured!"

"Where and when?" The Absol said.

"30 minutes ago when the sun came up. A local farmer found them and reported them to the police strait away. Also your theory about the Umbreon having come of her own will was right. Although she won't say why. She isn't even pressing charges for the break in!"

"I knew it."

"There's more! Apparently the New Mauville power plant burned yesterday. The firemen said that from what they pieced together the generator was started incorrectly then it exploded and lit the natural gas pipeline that fed it. It melted the ground above it and creating a huge crater from the heat. The Umbreon also had traces of burn heal on her legs. So its very possible that they caused it."

"I'll need a report on the situation immediately. Also I need to schedule another meeting with the others."

"I'm sorry sir but that's not possible many are in various remote locations preparing for a strike from the Northern hemisphere. They're saying something about harassing one of their citizens."

"That's bullshit! We checked their records, all of them from each faction and it was in none of them. Its DNA did not match anyone."

"Where are they being held?" He demanded.

"The Umbreon we technically couldn't detain since she did not do anything wrong that we can definitivly prove. But the human is being transported here as we speak. It will then be sent to the cavern upon arrival."

"I want to meet with it first!"

"I already arranged it sir I figured you would want to interrogate it."

"Ariana you know me so well." General Phillips complimented.

"It's simply my job." She replied.

The interrogation room was dimly lit. General Phillips sat down from across cash at the table. It towered over him. General Phillips stood 6'4" and he only stood at about 5'7". Cash wasn't fazed though. He had been taught how to play poker by Kenny Rodgers. He knew when to hold up, when to fold up, when to walk away and knew when to run.

"He he he so you're the human who's been causing all of this ruckus." General Phillips started. "Your not as tough or mean or deadly as they said you were. But you're crafty!"

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"Haven't you got something to say to me?!" Phillips began yelling. "Come on, I am the one who brought you here and had you stop by here on your way to the internment camp just to see me. I'm as high up as it goes. If you've got something to say now is the time to say it."

A few moments of silence passed. Phillips was right, Cash was crafty. As they stared Cash was making his move to get a weapon simply by holding a strait face.

"Where is the Umbreon?" Cash asked.

"You mean your kiddknapping victim? I have no Idea."

Cash was frustrated he had broken his silence for nothing. He now needed to see if this guy could tell him the head honcho behind this whole thing.

"How high are you exactly?" Cash asked keeping his poker face.

"I'm the head military general of this region. I have absolute control of everything and everyone in this region. I say it , it happens I can do practicly anything but kill people in mass." Phillips said arrogantly. Big mistake.

"You sound pathetic. You feel the need to boast of your power to a redneck, a human no less. You must have a lot of confidence issues. Also you just showed me your hand meaning I now have an advantage."

"Why you son of a bitch! That was uncalled for!" Phillips went to claw him across the neck. Then it remembered that if he clawed it he might never know the truth of how this thing escaped and was able to convince a person who was taught their entire lives to hate it to trust it.

"I can't kill you, not yet anyway." Phillips stormed out of the room. The two large Machokes came and removed him from the room and loaded him back onto it. But no one noticed that Cash had stolen Phillips's gun and one of the Machoke's braces when they weren't looking. He needed to find Amy. He had to see her again. He needed to know she was safe.