Raticate and Regirock

It had been a fairly normal day for Russell the Raticate. Wake up, gnaw on some logs, go get food, run from predators, fight some Trainers, get some more food, gnaw some stones, get more food, go flirt with the lady Raticate by the river, fight his rival Raticate for the affections of his desired lady, fight another Trainer (who used one of his predators…), get more food, gnaw some more stuff. A normal day, overall.

He was hitting the last leg of his territory walk and considering getting something to eat before he went back to his nest for some sleep. He never ate a lot at once, because he never knew when he'd have to run from another predator or fight a Trainer's Pokemon. One time, he had hoped to be captured. That wasn't likely now that he was fully mature, so he settled on becoming the 'big cheese' of the area.

However, Russell's gums were bothering him. It was the same problem as always, he knew. His front teeth seemed to never stop growing. If he let them go too long, he'd start biting into his own gums. Rumor had it that one time, a Raticate was too proud of his front teeth and let them grow until one day, he jammed them into his own throat and died. Russell hadn't actually seen anyone have that much trouble, but he didn't want to take the risk.

Along his patrolling path, there was a large concrete structure. Russell had no idea what it was mean for: it was old, crumbling, and unmarked. There was no door into the structure either. Since no one seemed to care about it anymore, Russell, his parents, their parents before that, and many generations of Raticates had used it to whittle their teeth down with. He found a piece that was jutting out and chewed on it for a bit. Although he never swallowed such rocks whole, he'd heard that little bits were good for digestion.

So the lady Raticate who lived by the river was going to play hard to get. Russell was pretty sure she'd been flirting with both him and his rival, but not letting either of them get her. He should do something to really impress her. But what? Fighting seemed to glorify them both, as neither had really won that last encounter. Maybe if he found some rare item.

A small crack was all the warning he got, but all the warning he needed. Russell bolted away from the building right before a massive crack appeared across its rounded wall. A few seconds later, it completely collapsed, sending up a thick cloud of gray dust. Sneezing, Russell closed his eyes o keep the dust out. Once he thought it was safe, he opened them back up and checked out the ruins.

Well, the concrete was still there. In smaller pieces, but that just made them easier to gnaw on. There was still one large piece standing. Whatever it was, it had been on the inside of the structure. It was made of a motley collection of rocks, in colors ranging from smooth white to rough black, sandy brown to deep rich brown. Spots of yellow, orange, and even red were sprinkled all over it.

Russell thought about going over to check the rocky thing out when it moved. He froze in response and watched as the figure seemed to straighten up. As seven red jewels on its… it wasn't a face, but that was the closest Russell could call it… as the seven red jewels on its face began to glow, it made a movement like it was trying to walk. However, it wasn't managing to get anywhere.

"Man, that's got to stink for you," Russell commented. "You finally get to see outside your little prison, but you still can't escape."

The thing looked down at him (he guessed), and studied him for a moment. It finally started to speak, struggling to get going. "Ra. Ti. Cate. Raticate."

"Hooray for Captain Obvious," Russell said sarcastically. "I'm Russell, specifically."

"Russell specifically. Chew my feet off."

He blinked in surprise. Did it honestly mean that? "Excuse me?"

"Chew my feet off. Please."

Deciding to point out the obvious this time, Russell replied, "That's going to hurt, you know. I'm not usually called on for amputations."

"I do not feel. I must complete my mission."

"Okay, if you say so." The Raticate scrambled over the loose ruins to reach the creature's ankles. "And what the heck are you, if you don't feel?" He started chewing at the ankles, harder than he normally did for rocks.

"I am Regirock, a golem of the Kingdom of Groudon. I have come to deliver a message to the capitol of the Kingdom of Kyogre."

These rocks were coming apart with strange ease, Russell thought. They seemed to detach once he put enough pressure to them. "Never heard of those places," he said as he went over to work on the other ankle.

Now that one leg was free, Regirock lifted it up, then somehow drew the concrete rubble to form a new foot. Wasn't telekinesis a Psychic power? Or did he have just some kind of will to control rocks. The golem replied, "The capitol is just ahead. They feared that I was coming to attack them, so they trapped me in that tomb of concrete and steel. I did not get time to relay my message, which is a request for a truce. But I will complete my mission and deliver the message to the leader of the capitol ahead."

Russell moved back and watched as Regirock formed a second foot. "Oh yeah? You don't let nothing get you down, it seems. So how long have you been in there?"

It took a few moments as Regirock was still in contemplating that. "five hundred and thirty-two years, four months, twenty-two days, three hours, six minutes, and twelve seconds."

"Huh. Well…" Russell looked to the west. "If you follow this human path, you'll end up in Lilycove. I suppose you can find the leader of that city and finish your business. But man, I would've given up when they started to show signs that they were going to trap me in concrete."

"I do not give up," Regirock stated. "Russell specifically, thank you for freeing me. Is there some favor that I can repay you with?"

"Um..." he scratched behind his ear before getting a great idea and grinning. "You could come with me for a little bit and tell this lady Raticate that I freed you. That's it."

"Very well. Show me where your lady lives."

"Right, follow me!" He scampered off with the rocky golem marching behind him. Its footsteps were heavy and frightened many others away.

But this was sure to leave an impression on the lady he wanted!

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Regirock D/P/P entry: Its entire body is made of rock. If any part chips off in battle, it attaches rocks to repair itself.

Raticate HG entry: Gnaws on anything with its tough fangs. It can even topple cement buildings by gnawing on them.

I know Regirock is in the wrong location (that area is where Registeel is in-game). Still, I'll keep it this way.