Pokemon: Nuzlocke
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Chapter 7: A surprise after all...
I woke up shivering, barely able to stumble to the bathroom in time before what little was in my stomach made another appearance. After cleaning up, and washing my mouth out, I had to admit that I felt a good bit better. I moved back into the little suite and started going through my clothes. I had learned my lesson from the last tragedy that had befallen me. I couldn't let this get me down. I had to keep moving forward.
'Keep moving forward.' I thought as I shoved everything back into my bag.
I put on fresh clothes and strapped my belt back on. Odin's spot was glaringly empty, but I would be visiting him at the center today. Prophet and Kurama were still stashed away in their respective balls, clipped into their slots on the belt. The other three spots were also empty, and I assumed they had been removed during the check over by the police. I dug through my bag and pulled out three shrunken balls, and started clipping them to my belt. As I went to clip the final one in place, I noticed something off about it.
'The button isn't depressed...there is a Pokemon…' I thought, studying the ball.
I pulled out my C-gear and pressed the ball against the indention, pulling up its information. I grimaced, realizing it was as I thought.
"This is the Pokeball from the alley. The one that was used to trap me…" I thought out loud.
Contained within was a level 21 Shedinja, owned by someone named Mikey. It was nicknamed "Mask", which from what I remember of Shedinja, was kinda morbid. I assumed that the police had simply picked it up from the ground, and placed it with my stuff, assuming it was mine. I clipped it to my belt, deciding the best course of action was to visit the station again and return it later in the day. After another check to make sure I wasn't leaving anything, I hit the lights and walked out, the door closing behind me.
I was moving up the stairs when I felt vibrations against my leg. Pulling out my C-Gear, I see that my mom is calling. I consider answering but decide against it. As much as talking to someone else would be nice, I was a man on a mission. I swiftly walked from the Center, no one paying any attention to me, and quickly made it down the street. I paused, wondering which place I should head first when I realized I was holding myself back again.
'Get ahold of yourself Billy.' I thought, as I turned down the main strip.
It was a short walk to the police station, and after explaining to the front desk person why I was there, it was a few short minutes before the detective I spoke with the night before was ushering me into a room.
"Billy? How are you doing kid?" He asked after we sat down.
I shrugged, before pulling the Shedinja Pokeball off my belt. "This isn't mine. It belongs to someone named Mikey. I think it was the Pokeball the robber tricked me with."
A frown marred the Detective's face, taking the ball from me. He placed it against his own C-Gear, before popping it off again.
"Shit…" I heard him whisper.
He clicked the balls button, and with a flash of red light, the Shedinja was floating in the room with us. He studied it for a moment, before speaking.
"Mask? I'm sorry to tell you this, but your owner Mikey has died…" The Detective said, shaking his head sadly.
The Shedinja floated there, unmoving. Its shell-like body didn't move an inch, unbreathing. It was a freaky sight, to say the least.
"This is Billy, and if he is willing, I'd like for you to go with him." The Detective continued.
"What?" I asked, startled.
"Mikey didn't have a next of kin. An orphan, actually. Shedinja was his only Pokemon, as well. Locking her away into evidence, never to be released again would be a tragedy, but she is too powerful to be released into the wild. She needs a trainer…" Whitaker explained.
I nod shortly, before looking at the Shedinja. "Would you like to join me, Mask?" I ask.
For a moment I don't expect anything from the Shedinja, before it floats slowly over to me, to float beside me.
"I guess that's a yes…" I tell Whitaker.
He nods, before returning the Pokemon, and then attaching it to his device. Within a few moments, my own C-Gear popped up, asking if I would accept the trade. With the acceptance, the Pokemon was now mine.
"What are you plans now kid?" Whitaker asked as he stood up.
"I don't know..." I reply.
"Take a few days to yourself, kid. What you went through, at your age?..Take a few days. Let your Nidoran heal, maybe leave town for a bit. The gym will be here when you come back." Whitaker says, leading me out.
I agree with that notion, as I walk back to the Pokemon Center. I speak with Nurse Joy, and find out that Odin will likely be better tomorrow. I had slept most of the day away, and it would only be a few hours before nightfall anyway. I pack what little I had taken out of my bag, and watch a bit of TV before finally being tired enough to fall asleep, not hearing the sound of a Pokemon releasing…
%&! $!##&%$(!
I startled at the feeling of a hand on my shoulder, jerking my attention away from the window, where the rain continued to pour down. "What?" I ask, surprised.
"What were you doing just now?" Alex asks, flopping down on the chair next to me.
"Watching the rain, that's all," I reply. "I can't believe it's still raining this hard."
A flash of lightning illuminates the packed center as the lights above flicker slightly.
"I asked Nurse Joy earlier, and she said that they get storms like these every few years. Islands and all that." Alex explained, pulling out her dex. "It'll likely be another few days before the ferry will be able to get to us."
I nod, looking out at the waves of the ocean slamming against the sea wall. It had been nearly a week already, millions of gallons of water pouring down from the sky. A never-ending thunderstorm. Overall, my time at Cinnabar had so far been disappointing. An easy win at the Fire Gym, and then a storm that had soaked through everything. Another clap of thunder, this time hard enough to shake the entire island.
EVENT NOTICE!
Heart Of The Storm!
There is something up there...something...powerful.
I blinked, staring at the alert. I glanced once more at the storm, back at the alert.
"Oh...my god," I whispered, standing up.
"Billy? What is it?" Alex asks, startled.
I grab my backpack, and make for the door, pushing them open and running out into the storm. I'm instantly soaked through, freezing to the bone, as the sky high above is lit with an innumerable amount of lightning.
"Billy!" I hear a yell from behind me. "Billy come back!"
A hand grabs me roughly by the arm, pulling me from where I was staring intently into the sky.
"Billy, what the fuck? What are you doing?!" Alex exclaims, soaked to the bone as well.
I look back up and point. "Right there...look," I reply calmly, even though my heart is pounding in my chest.
She follows my finger, wiping the water from her eyes, trying to see what has grabbed my attention. A few seconds later she gasps, taking a step back. "W-what IS that?" She exclaims.
"...A Zapdos." I reply, watching the sky fill once more with lightning.
"What?! A Zapdos? Those aren't real!" She says, looking back into the sky.
I reach down to my belt, unclipping an ultra ball.
"Billy?" She asks, grabbing my arm again. "What are you doing?"
I shake her arm off, before releasing the only Pokemon I have that will be of help here. As the light clears, standing just a half foot shorter than me is my Alakazam, Houdini.
"You're going to need to carry us both up there...can you sense it, Houdini?" I ask.
'Yes…' I hear in my mind. 'It is...powerful.'
"If it hits you, it will likely kill you. Don't let that happen." I reply, as I suddenly feel weightless, Houdini and I lifting into the air.
"Billlllyyy!" I hear from below, but I don't look back.
I had learned years ago that looking back only causes regret. Move forward, don't give up.
'Don't give up.' I hear in my head.
With a jolt, we launch upwards, heading right into the heart of the storm...and with an explosion of light, we're above the clouds, floating in the bright sunlight of day. Far below, black clouds, filled with the energy of a god...There is a loud screech, loud enough that my bones vibrate, as my foe breaks through the clouds below.
'It's so beautiful…" I think, watching it fly upwards.
The yellow and black plumage sparks and flickers with the energy contained within.
'Future Sight, and Protect.' I think, feeling the shift in the air as Houdini follows my unsaid orders.
Almost perfectly timed, as the bright orb of energy forms around Houdini, a flash of Thunder crashes into it, shattering it.
'Disable.' I think as we swing wide to the side.
I can't tell if it stuck or not, but it doesn't matter anyway.
'Psybeam.' I order, a bright pink beam of energy slamming into the oncoming Zapdos.
'Again…' I think as Houdini repeats.
'Drop us!' I order, and we're falling, the Zapdos nearly stabbing us through with Drill Peck.
Houdini catches us again, and we're blasting higher into the air, away from the Zapdos.
'Protect!' I scream, as another flash of Thunder heads our way.
Houdini barely gets it up before the crash of the lightning bolt smashes it away. The Zapdos is slapped out of the air by the previously set Future Sight and sent tumbling.
'Psychic!' I order, as the air distorts around us, the attack hitting the falling Zapdos.
We fly after it, breaking into the storm below. A dumb idea, but keeping up the pressure is more important. As we manage to break through, an unseen flash of Lightning Bolt slams into Houdini, knocking us both out of the sky.
"Houdini!" I yelled, watching him tumble far below.
His HP is near the red after the single hit, and we're falling toward the ground below. I stretch, pointing straight down, falling faster to catch up. I manage to get close enough for the energy of the Ultra Ball to snag him up, returning him to safety. I grab a second ball from my waist, releasing the energy below me.
"Catch me!" I yell as I fly past my Fearow, Terror, at breakneck speeds.
With a loud swoop of his wings, he dives, catching up to me as we fall faster and faster. I manage to grab ahold, pulling myself onto his back, as he pulls back up.
"Up into the storm!" I yell. "Don't get hit, you're weak to electricity. This is the last chance!"
With several hard flaps of his wings, we're there, buried with the cloud. I point in the direction of the Zapdos, his information bar burning bright against the dark cloud.
"Get me above him!" I yell over the howling storm.
We move higher, and higher again, till we're several stories higher than it is. It's HP is barely above halfway, and I curse as it moves up to 80%, Roost being the bane of my existence.
I stare down, as it finally catches sight of us. My hand reaches down, grabbing a normal Pokeball from my waist.
"Catch me Fearow," I yell, before jumping off his back into the air, a thousand feet above the ocean.
We were falling, faster and faster. A press of a button, a flash of red, and Odin was falling beside me. The Nidoking focused on our foe, ready to die for me if needed. But that wasn't what I needed today.
"Body Slam!' I yelled, before flattening out, the wind catching me, Odin flying forward.
With a loud crash, Odin slammed into the beast, holding on to it despite multiple blasts of electricity. They disappeared into the clouds below, and shortly after, so did I. As we broke through below, Terror was beside, catching me again, as we are sent nearly tumbling from the wind of the storm. There is a loud KERFLUMP below, and I see Odin and Zapdos disappear beneath the ocean surface. Terror dives down, faster and faster, till he pulls up, just barely skimming the surface.
"There!" I yell over the storm, pointing at a dark shape moving beneath the surface.
With a roar, Odin surfaces, just barely able to keep his head above water. With a mighty pull, he lifts the Zapdos above his head, as he sinks back down. The readied Ultra Ball slams into the knocked out Pokemons side, and with a flash of red, he was inside.
1…
2…
3…
BING
With a gasp of fetid air, I pull the Pokemon off of my face, retching, throwing up foam and acid from my empty stomach. I look around the room wildly, the floating Shedinja sitting in mid-air watching me.
"T-the fuck was that?" I gasp out, my throat on fire.
The Shedinja just floats there, as though it hadn't just been on my face...worn like a mask…
"Return…" I whisper, returning it to the Pokeball, wondering how it got out in the first place.
My heart is pounding, but slowly calming down.
"W-was that the future?" I ask aloud, but no answer is forthcoming.
A/N: Yes, that is kinda freaky, isn't it?
