I had originally intended to end the current story arc here bit I decided, spontaniously, to continue it and make a few more wisecracks at my character's expence.
Ah well, shouldn't take too long for me to get bored and move onto Gym number 2. And believe me, that and the third one are going to be interesting.
Comments wanted, as usual. (That's pretty much my catchphrase, I've said it that much."
Episode Fourty-Five: Reflections of the Psychotic
Suddenly, a loud crash came from behind as the cave we had been trapped in collapsed and sent a wave of dust after us. When it cleared, I turned back to see Alpha coated in dirt. So, he was back to his usual unclean state. The cloud had stopped just short of me, but Pika had taken a good blasting from it too.
"Uh Pika? You have a little something on, well, everywhere," I said, breaking out into somemore insane laughter. Busting out of a sealed cave after being trapped in it for several days really messes with your head, the sunlight doesn't help much.
I was snapped out of my insanity as Scyther tackled me to the ground. I was about to shout at him, when a blast of lightning shot strait over my head and set a tree on fire.
"Would Flame please refrain from annoying Pika?" Scyther said, pretty much dragging me along the ground to avoid the electrical pulses being sent out way.
"What's her problem?" I yelled as Scyther hurled me over a bush and vanished from view. I peeked over the top of it, just in time, too see Pika strangling Squirtle.
"She's really lost it," I said to myself, and was shocked when I got a reply.
"She does that. She is very tempremental."
I spun round, tripped up and fell flat on my face. When I'd gotten back up, I couldn't see who had spoken.
"Who's there?" I asked, trying to spot movement in the undergrowth.
"Just little ol' me," came the reply, I couldn't place where it had come from. The voice was new to me, so I had no idea who it was.
I turned back to look over the bush and nearly had a heart attack when I found myself looking strait in the eyes of the Ryhorn.
"Ack! Don't do that!" I yelled.
"Sorry. Got room for one more? The others will have their hands full and I'm not going to be much help."
I sighed before slumping down onto the ground, "sure. Why not? Come on and pull up a rock."
As the Ryhorn lept over the plant barrier, a blast of lightning shot strait towards him.
"Crap!" I yelled, shoving the larger Pokémon to the side while it was still in midair, before ducking under the attack.
"Thanks," Ryhorn muttered as it climbed to it's feet.
"You're welcome. I think," I replied, peeking through the bush this time.
It was a warzone out there, Squirtle had managed to get free of the psychotic Pikachu and had taken cover behind a boulder. Charred patches of grass were everywhere as she just blasted everything. Scyther was constantly having to leap over bolts, and wasn't making much headway.
I spotted the strange glow coming from the direction of Alpha and the blue fires apeared once more, this time absorbing most of Pika's thunderbolts. Both Bulbasaur and Scyther saw their chances, Bulbasaur using his vines to hold her back while Scyther clubbed her over the head with the back of his arm blade things, the flat half unfortunatly.
"I believe that we are safe now,"Porygon said appearing, seemingly out of no where, right behind me.
"Gah! Would you lot stop doing that?" I cried, spinning round and punching the floating wiseass in the face.
"Your suggestion has been noted," Porygon replied, when he managed to right himself but I was more worried about my fist. Porygon's face was harder than a rock, so it bloody hurt when I hit it.
'Note to self: Next time, use fireballs instead of brute force,'
"Flame?"
"Argh!" I yelled, following my internal voice's idea and fireballing the Pokémon that had startled me. I'd never need Squirtle move to quickly as when he dived out of the way of my, very nicely aimed, shot.
"Damnit, Flame, at least gimme a warning before you do that!"
"Give me a warning before you sneak up behind me!"
"Oh come on, you wuss."
"Okay. That's it! I may be a wuss but at least I'm not lunch!"
Squirtle stood there, gormless, as he tried to figure out what I had just said. He finally realised what I had meant after I shot him a very toothy grin.
"Aw crap," he muttered, "why can't I ever have non-psychopathic friends?"
"You got untill the count of five. Start running."
"Yessir!" Squirtle yelled, throwing a mock salute before legging it. I glanced over at Ryhorn, who seemed to know exactly what was coming.
"Five!" I yelled, bypassing the numbers before it, inhaling fully before sending the biggest fireball I could after the water Pokémon. Squirtle was only saved from severe burns when Alpha stepped into the fireball's path and took the blow head on. I thought he'd completely lost it but, when the small explosion cleared, there he was, standing completely unharmed.
Porygon floated slowly round me, before speaking, "Alpha's kind can absorb fire. It's kind of a nurishment for them."
"Right. So what happened to him? How did he suddenly change like that?" I asked the question that'd been bugging me for a while.
"Elementary, literally. The caves around here used to be a elemental stone mine untill Team Rocket changed it for their operation. There was a Firestone deposit in the rockface under the steel door. You're upgraded fire managed to melt it, which caused those offshoots that Alpha told me about. One struck Alpha, but the evolutionary proccess took about a minute to fully kick in."
"No it didn't. It only took about twenty seconds."
"In that case, he must have been close to the liquified Firestone."
"You could say that, dangling just above it if you want to be exact."
"That would have sped up the evolution by a fair margin."
The long, complicated lecture that Porygon was about to go into was interrupted by Bulbasaur screaming, "she's awake! Run for your lives!"
Naturally, everyone dived for cover. Well, everybody except me, my brain had decided to go into standby mode. I found myself looking Pika strait in the eyes and, boy, did she looked ready to kill.
"Aw crap."