Yes another double update, this will probably be the last for a long while (so you won't have to try so hard to keep up)
Oh and I am aware about my readers busy social lives but I'm generally impatiant. Now you can see where most of my characters get it from.
Anyway, battle wages on and stuff happens. Thats all I can say without ruining the suprise.
Episode Eighty-Four: Reinforcements
"I commend you on making it this far," the Human said, still surrounded by his legion of Rockets.
"It isn't my fault that your 'guards' never thought to search me for Pokéballs," Moron replied coldly, slowly backing up towards the wall.
"Hand over those Pokémon and we will make your death quick," Ethan said, stepping fowards.
"Like I'd hand any of my Pokémon over to a prat like you," Moron smirked, "you are just as thick as the rest of your thugs."
Ethan looked around before asking Moron with a slight chuckle, "You have no way out, is it really wise to annoy your captors?"
"I'm not captured yet, I can still fight," Moron countered, clenching his fists. All of us did the same, except Scyther who was kinda lacking in the fist department.
All of the Rockets laughed, and there were a lot of them. It was an eery sound that did little but stoke up my temper.
"If Moron fights, then so do I!" I yelled, launching a stream of fire and causing the Rockets to take a step back or get singed.
"So, the Charmander doesn't wish to go willingly," Ethan sighed, "ah well. Our orders were to take it alive or dead. Looks like we're going to have to go with dead. Kill them all."
The Human turned away and vanished into the mass of Humans. Many of the Rockets took out Pokéballs, while others decided just to watch.
"Ah shit," Raichu swore, "well, it was nice working with you."
"We'll make it out of here," I told him, "you still owe me a rematch. Besides, these guys haven't seen a real fight yet."
Scyther dashed to the side and started hacking away at the Rockets that had been trying to sneak up on us, officially starting the battle. Red lights appeared everywhere as the Rocket's deployed their Pokémon. There were loads of Koffing, a few Ekans and several Raticate spread throughout the ranks along with a few bird Pokémon.
"These guys are not the most original of people," Squirtle said, firing off a waterjet and knocking a Spearow out of the air.
"They'll find us of a superiour quality," Raichu laughed as he fired off a bolt and took down two Raticate.
I started blasting Fireballs into the enemy, taking down anything that was foolish enough to get in the way. When I hit a Koffing, they usually Selfdestructed and caused more devestation, but there were still more Pokémon being summoned with every second.
They must have outnumbered our group several hundred times but, as anyone will tell you, a cornered Pokémon will fight no matter what odds. And we were well beyound cornered. Scyther was cutting a path through the middle of them all, attacking with such ferocity that no Pokémon would even attack him for fear of attracting his attention.
But the noose was still tightening, their sheer numbers giving them the ability to survive our onslaught. A Pidgey dived towards me and Moron knocked it out of the sky with a peice of wood he had ripped off of a chair.
"I'm not letting you lot have all the fun," he yelled over the noise.
Suddenly, the enemy Pokémon stopped advancing. Dead silence filled the room. Scyther reappeared beside me, breathing heavily. I noticed that all of the enemy were staring at one point and I followed their gaze.
"Holy shit," I muttered at the sight.
A Pokéball was floating in the air, which was abnormal enough. But add the fact that it was glowing black and you can understand why everyone was gawping at it. The ball floated there for several seconds before bursting open, literally. It completely disintagrated in a explosion and a Pokémon formed in the smoke.
"I don't like bullies," came the growl from within the smoke as a small yellow ring of light appeared, lighting up the head of the Pokémon. A small shockwave blew the smoke away and revealed Blacky, rings glowing. And boy did he look pissed.
"Pycho mode is back," I said with a smirk, "now they are really going to get their arses kicked."
Two bird Pokémon, a Pidgey and a Spearow, dived for Blacky and were defeated by a green barrier than formed around him, acting as a solid wall.
"You prey upon the innocent," Blacky yelled, many of the Humans' eyes widened and I realised that they could understand him, "well even the most innocent of Pokémon can be pushed over the edge."
It was several seconds before all of us recovered from that statement, then the Rocket's Pokémon charged him. Big mistake. A massive shockwave shot through them all, sending them flying backwards.
"I killed a Gengar that attacked Flame here, I will kill any of you that attempts to attack any of these people," Blacky snarled at the Rockets before turning to us and walking over.
Moron stood there, mouth agape, as Blacky stepped up beside him before turning back to the Rockets and laying down.
"Now, how 'bout we blast our way out of here?" Squirtle suggested, "Blacky can keep any attempts to stop us at bay."
"I like that plan," Raichu said, charging up his electical powers and sending a bolt flying into the Rockets, causing them to scatter. Many of them had retreated, realising that Blacky really would kill them.
Scyther slashed through several chairs and tables, allowing Moron to move them out of the way. But there was still a huge steel desk standing between us and freedom. Scyther managed to slice it in half, taking several attempts and ending up with several scratches himself, but Moron couldn't lift it.
Both me and Squirtle glanced at each other and nodded, inhaled deeply and launched a simultaneous attack on the weakened structure. Our combined blasts managed to knock the entire thing, not just out of the way but, completely through the door and half of the way down the street.
"We're out of here," Moron yelled and we all legged it outside, Alpha launching bursts of fire over our shoulder and stopping any idiot who decided to persue. Several Police had arrived and were using their own Pokémon, mainly water types, to help in this endevour.
I don't know why but I skidded to a halt, still only half way towards safety, and turned back towards the Center. I found my gaze traveling up towards one of the higher levels and spotted Ethan looking down at me out of a window. I felt somebody grab my shoulder and turned back, allowing Squirtle to drag me into the house we had used as a base.
Ten minutes later, we all sat back in the living room while Squirtle explained the events that had happened. Porygon was translating it into Human so that Moron, the Vermillion Gym Leader and Officer Jenny could understand.
"-And then me and Flame combined our attacks and blew away the barracade. The rest you know," Squirtle finished.
"I wouldn't have believed that anyone could pulled that off if I hadn't been there," Raichu added.
"We would have been slain eventually if Blacky hadn't appeared," Scyther said as he was getting his injuries checked over by Cubone.
Porygon halted us all with a beep and began speaking, "I'm picking up a transmission from inside the Center."
Officer Jenny turned on the TV and Porygon transmitted what he was picking up onto it. Ethan's face appeared on the screen.
"I must congratulate you all on your escape from my trap in the Center," he said, I could have sworn that his eyes were focused on me, "all of you have proven yourselves to be a fighting force. However, I am only interested in the Charmander known as Flame. If he doesn't surrender himself to us by sunset tomorrow, then we will be forced to play our own hand and wipe out this entire city. Have a nice day."
The image died and everyone started talking at once, except me. I was still stunned. Eventually Alpha yelled at everyone to shut the hell up, which they did.
"Thank you," he said, Porygon still translating, "now we all know that Team Rocket are ruthless. They want Flame and they will stop at nothing to get him, even if it means destroying Virmillion."
"But they can't do that!" Moron burst out.
"There is nothing stopping them. They have the firepower, that much is for sure," Alpha continued, glaring Moron into silence, "the question is this: what do we do about it?"