And the seventh story arc kicks off, In true ToF fasion, with all hell breaking loose. Flame has to throw himself into harms way, dispite his injury, in order to save Moron.

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Arc Seven: Revenge

Episode Seventy-Five: Return of the Rockets

I'd been laying in the beenhag chair for about five minutes before I realised that I had better start moving. I only realised that because I heard Scyther yelling at Squirtle about me escaping. He sounded angry and I had been beaten up by angry Pokémon enough for one lifetime.

I got up and legged it out of the door, almost coming a dead halt at the view in front of me. I hadn't noticed it before but you could look out across the sea, which was a orange colour thanks to the sunset. I was forced from the tranquility by sounds coming from ahead.

I headed in that direction, because standing around and looking gormless would just get me a sleep powder to the face. I sped up my walking when I heard Moron's voice.

"For the last time, I am not going to send injured Pokémon into battle."

The voice was coming round a corner so I decided to have a little peek. Some Human in a cloak, with their back to me so I couldn't get a good look, was standing opposite Moron. Moron had his fists clenched and seemed to be close to smacking the stranger in the face. I spotted Blacky sitting behind Moron, I couldn't see his face though.

The Stranger laughed, with made Moron even more agitated.

"Well, then I'll just have to force a fight out of you," it laughed and a Pokémon formed in front of it, "Raticate, Hyperfang!"

The rodet Pokémon lept fowards towards Blacky, baring its massive teeth. Moron snapped and lashed out with his foot, knocking the Raticate to the side.

"Leave Blacky alone!" He yelled.

The caped figure laughed once more, "if you insist. Raticate, Hyperfang the trainer."

Both Moron and myself gasped at this. The Raticate lept forwards and knocked Moron to the floor. Moron had to use both hands to keep the huge teeth from ripping his throat open.

"They want to fight, they got one," I muttered, stepping round the corner and firing off a sneaky fireball.

The fireball soared past the caped stranger, past Moron's head and slammed into the Raticate. The shock caused the Raticate too let go and Moron threw it off, climbing to his feet. Both of the Humans turned to look at me and my expression of suprise matched theirs when I saw the stanger's face.

It was one of the Team Rocket members from the base, the one who had threatened me. The one who had set Hypno on me and my friends.

"You," the Human muttered.

"Bastard," I replied.

"You won't get away this time. Raticate, Earthquake!"

I spotted the Raticate step out into the open and a weird glow formed around the edge of the tooth. The Rocket Member grabbed hold of a lamppost while everyone else was left in the open.

"Why do I have the feeling that this is going to hurt?" I muttered as the Raticate slammed its tooth into the ground.

The ground rumbled and began to shake, with me hanging on for dear life. The concrete began to crack, the largest one of which appeared right below me. The crack widened and I tried to get out of the way, resulting me losing my balance and falling flat on my arse.

The shaking continued and the crack in the ground was getting much too big for my liking. Moron was leaning on the wall of a building and Blacky was leaping over the web of cracks, trying to find solid ground. I couldn't stand up and ended up falling through the sudden crevice.

I fell and bounced off of a rock, with shattered my plastercast. I could see the bottom of the crack coming up towards me and it was very spiky looking. I yelled out as I threw my arms out and dug my claws into the side. It felt as though the force was ripping my shoulders off but I held out and slowed to a halt, hanging onto the rock walls.

"That was a little too close," I muttered as I started climbing back up, ignoring the pain from my arm. My claws were red hot from the decent and hurt like hell, but I ignored those too. I reached the open air after only a minute of climbing and pulled myself out of the hole.

I looked around, instantly noticing that a second Rocket member, a female this time, had shown up and had also sent out a Pokémon. A Pidgey, looking similar to Scout. The only obvious difference was the redder coloured feathers compaired to Scout's brown (well, and who the Pidgey was stuck with. But that wasn't important)

The Raticate was still standing, as was Blacky. Moron must have hit his head on the wall because he was unconsious. Blacky had been backed into a corner by the Raticate and the Pidgey was hurtling down at him from above. Blacky hadn't seen the aerial attack coming so I decided to step in.

Well, actually, I decided to let a fireball step in. I focused on the wall above Blacky's head and launched my attack. The Pidgey had to pull up to avoid the blast, flying strait into my second fireball. However, unlike any other feathered Pokémon that I had fireballed, it kept on going without even slowing down.

"Oh crap," I muttered as it changed its course so that it was aiming for me. But then I remembered how I had beaten Scout when I first met him and decided to give that a go. One smokescreen later, the Pidgey slammed into one of the lampposts and crumpled to the floor.

A few seconds later, the Raticate joined it on the floor. Blacky had managed to take it down somehow, I wasn't looking so I don't know how. The two Humans didn't seem that bothered and recalled their beaten Pokémon.

"You might have beaten those two, but we have pleanty more Pokémon," the cloaked one said as he took out another Pokéball.

A buzzing noise filled the air and both Humans, plus me and Blacky, didn't know what caused it. We found out when something hard slammed into the male Rocket's head, bouncing off and clonking the female one too. They both collapsed to the ground, very much unconsious.

I glanced down at the object that had knocked them out and noticed that it was some sort of bone. A brown skinned Pokémon walked out of an alleyway and picked up the bone. It looked similar in shape to my own kind, apart from the head. Which was covered in a helmet, again made out of bone. Morbid but, if the weapon was any indication, effective.

"Would you mind giving me a hand?" It asked, its voice even sounded similar to my own, "I need to tie these two up so the Police can arrest them. Again."

"I'll help," Blacky said as he stepped foward. The newcomer looked at me, waiting for an answer.

I was about to help out too when he started staring at my arm, I looked down and saw that the scales were purpleish and the arm itself was swollen.

"Probably not a good idea for me to help," I chuckled.

The newcomer grinned as he looked over my shoulder, "no worries, my boss just arrived."

I was trying to figure out what he was on about when a voice came from behind me, "There you are Cubone. Looks like you managed to take down two of the escapees with only a few casualties."

"With these two Pokémon's assistance," Cubone laughed as he saluted, clonking himself on the head with the club. If his helmet thingie hadn't been there, he probably would have knocked himself out.

I turned to look at Cubone's boss and grinned when I saw who it was.

"Well well, Flame. How did I know that you'd be involved in this somehow?" The Ninetales laughed.

"Because these things follow me around, Alpha. It's good to see you."