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Old October 2nd, 2009, 11:35 PM
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Great! You started this again! Excellent writing as always. Also congrats on your promotion (not sure when it was, but it was after I was last here.)
Indeed - I have returned! *dons sunglasses and hopes on the Zoomer and drives off into the sunset*
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I’m more mad than Mad Hatter!
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Anyways, another funny chapter here. I really do have to question the intelligence of the Orre people (and everyone else in the Pokemon fandom)
They're not a bright bunch, these Pokemon people.

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Andrew I thought you did his thoughts well. Shows a bit of his personality. Sorry, haven’t played the games, so I wouldn’t know if he was a character or not. ; However, there are a couple of times I felt his thoughts are long winded. I know that’s his personality and all, but it’s a bit too much going deep into his thoughts. Perhaps you could have done some of them in the narrative instead of in his POV. That’s just me, though.
Andrew came in before where I mentioned he was an original character - so no, not in the games. (No police force outside of Johnson and Sherles, actually. D= )And long winded... hmm, maybe. I didn't feel it would fit anywhere later however, given by then there was a battle going on and all, so he would be unlikely to be thinking about that and rather more on the job at hand, but maybe I shall see if I can't integrate it into the narrative some more.
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Dakim…been a while since the readers last met him, huh? The first bit where he’s with the Cipher grunts I chuckled a couple of times. Heh, the grunts are better than him. However, his stupidity and “DAKIM KICK!” got repetitive at the end.
Truth be told, in the game this is the first time you meet him/hear about him, where he begins by...punching people in the face. XD I can see how DAKIM PUNCH/KICK may be repetitive (although the third was the most necessary given that happens in Colo and I didn't see the trainers there simply letting him just walk away like that), but with his stupidity... well, personally characterising him as a smart guy after people stupid before might have made him out of character, IMO. =/ Hmm... idk, again might have to look at it again. But heck, it's good hearing differing opinions and all, especially n stuff that may need working. =)
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Ah, since I left Sppf I was hoping I could continue reading this here
Never fear - going to post this both here and there at my normal slow pace. =P
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Sums up Dakim quite well. Also reminds me of Chuck, for some reason.
Hmm, I can see how it might remind you of Chuck. XD
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Ooh, I think this battle that's coming up between Wes and Dakim is gonna be epic... cactus or no cactus. I can't wait
Hopefully it will live up to expectations then... *whistles* Cheers for reviewing.

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Oh my dear Lord, b&b, how I love you to death for actually adding in the Dakim PAWWWWNCH!! And the dishwashers were great and and and...<3 It gets all my lovin'. I'm inspired to actually draw the Dakim PAWWWWWWWWNCH! now.

I can't wait to see how you portray Entei.
Glad you liked all that. =D It was rather fun writing it all, have to say. And DO IT! Otherwise Dakim may punch your drawing utensils, and we don't want that. =P
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Old December 24th, 2009, 07:27 AM
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It's Christmas, everybody! (Well for me it is =P) And I have a chapter here! Co-incidence? ...maybe.

If anyone wants a brief reminder of what happened last chapter without reading it -
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Wes and Rui informed Sherles they could purify Shadow Pokemon via the Relic Stone, Makuhita and Croconaw-evolved-into-Feraligatr being the ones purified so far. They get told to help out at Mt Battle and leave for there. The police force brought into Orre to help out against Cipher end up intercepting the Cipher agents and a brawl between them breaks out. Dakim appears and hits Pokemon with a cactus before he enters Mt Battle to find Vander and get the Time Flute from him (which can summon Celebi who can purify Pokemon). Wes and Rui arrive in the Zoomer, Wes lets Makuhita help out in the ongoing battle and the two chase Dakim. Dakim punches out Vander + other people (who doesn't have the Time Flute on him) and then challenges Wes to a POKEYMANZ BATTLE because that's the cool thing to do, yo. AND THAT ABOUT SUMS IT UP.




And now the chapter in question! Enjoy! Many thanks to Chris_the_Com for beta-reading this.




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Chapter 16

*Insert relevant chapter title here*




“Ok then, man,” Dakim shouted as Wes, his Pokémon and Rui made their way to one side of platform number ten. “We’ll go with standard Orre battles rules – two Pokémon out at any one time! And if you cheat, I’ll just come over and punch you, man,” he added with a grin.

Wes watched Dakim grab the unconscious Vander and set him down on his side of the platform like a ragdoll, and grimaced.

“I’m sure you’ll hold me to your word,” he muttered to himself, before he shook himself mentally. No point focusing on his PAWWWWWUNCH or the fact I’m about to battle him on a platform with no fences and sharp stones of doom below us; I have to instead focus my thoughts on the battle and calm down.

Wes breathed in and out slowly for a few moments as he walked, his breaths hidden by the wind which battered at Mt Battle’s rocks below and sent a large carpet of clouds above their heads flying around the top of the mountain. I bet it sometimes rains over here... anyways, focus. In, and out. In, and out. Yes. Pawunch. Damn, I thought about Dakim punching me again. In, and out. Wes’ eyes then fell down to the ground as he approached the edge of the platform, and saw the gray, jagged mountainside of Mt Battle gleaming up at him.

I hate this place, Wes decided.

“Umbre...Umbre EON!” (I wanna go home... I don’t want to go SPLAT!) Umbreon said with a shudder, noticing Espeon smile slightly.

“Wes, why has every single battle- well, every normal battle anyway...why have they been all double battles anyway?” Rui asked quietly.

“Just the region standard, I believe,” Wes said. “Other regions just leave it up to the trainers to decide how battles go, but in Orre, some crazy person went and made it a law that if both opponents have two Pokémon or more it’s a double battle or else... some weird sort of punishment involved if anyone is seen not to go with that format. I believe part of it was involved being forced to work in a puppet show while yodelling or some stupid thing like that...”

“That can’t be true,” Rui objected.

“Rui, do you by chance recall seeing any puppet shows advertised in Pyrite Town’s theatre after we battled all those people who fought our Pokémon at the same time?” Wes pointed out. “Or any strangled screams coming from that theatre?” Rui pondered this for a moment, before wincing.

“And I thought this region couldn’t get any weirder...”

“I was greeted with such a sight when I first came here,” Wes continued. “And heck, they did want my left arm when we got caught snagging Pokémon in Pyrite...” Wes said. “But anyway, we have to worry about this Pokémon battle. Unless you have any ideas on how to avoid it, and looking at Dakim,” Wes said, as the two turned to see Dakim having assumed a fighting stance, “I don’t believe there are many options beyond having a Pokémon Battle. We’ll just have to hope Vander hangs in there and I can win this.”

“Are you ready, man?” Dakim bellowed over the wind.

“Ok, Dakim,” Wes shouted back, before turning to Rui again. “Rui, you’d better move to platform nine just in case...an attack could go astray or something. Do you have any Pokémon on you?”

“I have Quagsire...”

“In that case, if all goes to hell just run for your life,” Wes said. Rui nodded slowly, and walked off to platform nine, making sure the wind didn’t push her off the narrow pathway between the two levitating stages. Save for the wind, the only noise came from below each platform from the constant jittering of gears and propellers that kept each platform up. Somehow, Wes added to himself.

“Since I’m so thoughtful, I’ll let you send out your two Pokémon first, man,” Dakim said, as he took a necklace off of his neck, which was made out of five Poké Balls. One of them was larger than the others – an Ultra Ball, which had one half black and yellow rather than red like the usual Poké Ball, and the other white.

“Right, come on Wes, you can do this,” Rui said, leaning back onto a small pole that stuck out of the side of the platform she was on, only to give a small shriek when it began spluttering out weird noises, before a loud tune made mostly of a drum beat overshadowed by several trumpets and string instruments began to play. Vander seemed to be able to hear it, mumbling to himself while still within his unconscious state.

“No... not the Mt Battle theme music... days of standing on end... that same tune... change it...” he said quietly in-between strange snorting sounds. Rui leaned closer to the pole. “This is some sort of...miniature jukebox?” she declared uncertainly.

“Man, what’s wrong with you, man?” Dakim said, inspecting Vander by beginning to poke him.

“Rui, you better change it. We don’t want to give Vander any, err, further brain trauma after being punched by Dakim...” Wes told Rui with a wince as he uttered the last few words. Rui hurriedly gave the small pole a whack, and the music changed to a softer tune.

“Yes... better...” Vander muttered, before he fell silent again. Wes and Rui glanced at each other, before exchanging shrugs.

Well, I guess Miror B is not the only person in this region affected by music, Wes thought. Well, whatever. It’ll just be yet another distraction, and luckily I won’t have to dance during this battle.

“All right – you’re up, Espeon and Umbreon!” Wes said, as the two Pokémon trotted forward. “Be wary, keep your guard up, and work together.” So... I have those two, that crazy Yanma, Feraligatr, and that’s it, with Makuhita being in that fight at the front of this place. Great. Why didn’t I bring another Pokemon?

“Umb! Umbreon! Umbreon...” (About time! Why couldn’t we just have started this chapter by battling! All this waiting made me just think more about SPLAT and I don’t like going SPLAT anymore...) Umbreon moaned to himself, as Espeon rolled his eyes.

“Esp... Esp, Espeon.” (Calm down, it’ll be all right. Firstly, Wes can just recall us to our Poké Balls if we fall off, and we should be able to smash Dakim’s team easily enough.) At that, Umbreon grinned softly.

“Umbreon!” (Gee, thanks, bro!)

“Esp.” (Just don’t ever bug me again.)

“Oho! The... purple and black one, I see,” Dakim acknowledged. “Your best ones, I presume...Well, man, I’ll keep my best until last! Come out...blue one made of metal and that other one made out of rock!” Dakim shouted, throwing two Poké Balls out onto the field.

He doesn’t remember the names of his Pokémon? And the best until last...that may be his Shadow Pokémon, if he has any. But for now... Wes mused, looking at Dakim’s Pokémon begin to materialise. The one made out of rock... that’s a Golem. I’ve beaten its pre-evolutions before... Looks like a large boulder with stubby arms and legs. Hmm, good defences, but those limbs? Not much speed or reach, surely. And that other one must be a Metang... never saw that one before. It’s a robotic Pokémon, so it’s a Steel type... and also Psychic type as well? I think. And those arms-

“Dodge it, quick!” Wes yelled, as the disc-shaped Metang levitated forward with one of its aforementioned blue arms at Umbreon, who jumped to the side but without avoiding a quick hit to the side of his body.

“Metang Tangtangtangtang. Meta Ang. Meta,” (Rules: Sleep Clause, Freeze Clause, OHKO Clause, Evasion Clause, Species Clause, Strict Damage Clause, Awesome Clause, Pastry Clause, Paid Overtime Clause. Battle prediction: Victory. Metang used Bullet Punch. Umbreon lost 18% of its health,) the Metang said in a computerised voice, before continuing to list even more technical terms and statistics. Its red eyes glared straight ahead, from behind a rectangular screen of sorts.

“Umbre... eon?” (Hey, we didn’t get the, err, um, whole description-err, analysing business done yet...wait, what you say?) Umbreon lamented dizzily, before leaping back at Metang, only for his opponent to fly back out of harm’s way.

“Espeon; Espi...” (Wes and I were doing that; you were humming away happily to the music instead...) Espeon pointed out.

“Umbre!” (Well it’s epic!) Umbreon protested.

Damn, that was quick, Wes pondered, before his mind helpfully transferred the image of the sharp metal spikes that were attached to the ends of Metang’s two arms onto Dakim’s fists. I really ought to stop thinking such things...

Dodge quicker next time!” Rui offered in an attempt to be helpful.

“Not on my watch, man!” Dakim laughed. “Bullet Pawwunch again, bluey! And rocky, Hammer Arm on the purple one!”

“Metang,” (Affirmative) Metang hummed in response as it came at Umbreon again, but Dakim’s Golem instead looked at Dakim with a confused expression.

“Golem...” (I’m colour blind...)

“Oh yeah, man, I forgot!” Dakim acknowledged, while Umbreon, now more aware of Metang’s attack this time, managed to dodge the attack.

“Umb, reon! Reon!” (Aha, I dodged it, go me! Now suffer!) Umbreon said, before charging at the Metang with a Tackle attack, only to bounce off comically with a loud clang.

“Meta. Met. Ang. Ta. Ang. Ang. Ta: Ang.” (Bullet Punch missed. Umbreon used Tackle. Metang lost 0.001% of its health. Umbreon lost 3% of its health in recoil damage. Does not compute. Recalculating. Verdict: Umbreon is stupid.) Metang continued.

“It’s a Steel type, Umbreon!” Wes called. “Think, you can’t hit it with physical attacks... but if it acts like a computer to such an extent, then a good electric shock might bring it down rather quickly,” Wes continued.

“Umb... Umbreon....” (Ouch... ouuuuuuuccccccch...) Umbreon groaned loudly, as Espeon sighed, leaping into the fray himself. Ignoring Dakim’s attempts to explain what purple was like to the Golem, Espeon leapt onto the Metang and began channelling a Confusion attack into Metang’s mind in an attempt to overpower his Psychic opponent. Metang responded and pushed back mentally against Espeon’s attack, the two locked in combat as they tried to overcome the other.

“You see, purple is... a fruit. No, it’s... well, purple is purple, man,” Dakim said to Golem, who sighed in response.

“Good work, Espeon!” Wes said. “Now, Umbreon – Secret Power on Metang!” Umbreon responded with a small nod, concentrating his own thoughts as a small yellow orb began to come into shape, emitting sparks outwards.

“Look, you see... man, never mind, use Rock Throw on that Pokémon!” Dakim commanded to Golem suddenly, pointing at Umbreon. Realising that he could have pointed to tell Golem who to attack in the first place, Dakim muttered ‘man’ to himself as Golem stepped forward and grabbed one of its arms with the other and removed it from its body, before he flung it at Umbreon. The attack made contact, hitting Umbreon in the head.

“Umb... Umbreon?” (Oww... an arm?) Umbreon said with surprise, his concentration lost as his Secret Power attack dispersed away into the air, as Metang suddenly broke out of his mental arm-wrestle with Espeon, flying to the side suddenly in an effort to fling Espeon off the edge of the platform. Espeon leapt off hastily and landed on the platform with ease though, and shot a glare at Metang.

“I’d admit, that was a very...unique version of Rock Throw,” Wes admitted.

“Yeah, normally they just pull the rocks out of hammer-space or something,” Rui agreed.

“Metang. Tang. Metang Ang. Ang. Ang,” (Espeon used Confusion. It hurt. Metang lost 11% of its health. Reconfiguring circuits. Umbreon is now confused,) Metang rattled off.

“...Umbre!? UM!?” (Why did it throw its arm at me? WHAT!?) Umbreon yelled at the arm, somehow expecting answers from it. The Golem meanwhile walked slowly towards Umbreon, seemingly intent on continuing the attack.

“Espeon?” (How are you going to fight having thrown an arm away though, you stupid thing?) Espeon asked curiously.

“Gole,” (‘Tis only a scratch,) Golem said as it continued, while Espeon suddenly went on the defensive, Metang launching Bullet Punch attacks at him now, Espeon moving from side to side rapidly in an attempt to make it hard for Metang to make contact.

“Umb? Eon!” (A scratch? Your arm’s off!) Umbreon wailed, eyes shifting from side to side.

“Golem.” (No it isn’t.)

“Snap out of it, Umbreon!” Wes shouted. ”Keep on the defensive until Umbreon gets some sense, Espeon!”

“Esp.” (Stupid Umbreon.)

“Umb!” (Well, what’s that then?) Umbreon cried, ignoring the others as he jerked his head at the arm.

“Golem,” (I’ve had worse,) Golem said, as it reached Umbreon. It then grabbed its arm again with its other one and started hitting Umbreon on the head with it. Umbreon’s eyes suddenly widened, as he growled in protest before latching onto Golem’s other arm with his teeth...

...only for the other arm to come off surprisingly easily. Umbreon glared at the pieces of rock within his mouth – one arm with Golem’s other one held within its grasp – before Umbreon shrugged and ran off with them to the side of the platform.

“Umbreon!” (Ok, Espeon, go and attack Metang again, and soon I’ll try to hit it again!) Umbreon called, as Espeon shrugged and jumped onto Metang again, once again attacking him with his mind.

Good, so being hit on the head again brought Umbreon to his senses, Wes thought with relief.

Umbreon meanwhile leaned his head over the side of the platform, eyes clenched shut so he didn’t have to see what was down below, and dropped Golem’s arms below. He then turned around and began to charge his Secret Power attack once more, while noticing Golem waddling forward.

“Golem!” (Have at you!)

“Um? Umbreon!” (What? You stupid rock, you’ve no arms left!)

“Golem,” (Just a flesh wound,) Golem said, still persisting forward, albeit still rather slowly. “Gol,” (So what if I don’t have any arms,) it continued. Umbreon sighed, seemingly over the fact it threw its own arms at him now, returning to focus on his attack, the ball of electricity shining more brightly then the previous time.

Dakim looked on, scratching his head. “Why have I not beated him yet?” he said to himself, oblivious to the fact that he mispronounced ‘beaten’. “Blue thing, punch that purple one again instead of floating and thinking like that!” Dakim commanded. “Rocky, punch that black Pokémon as well!”

Golem looked at Dakim with exasperation.

“Oh, right. Then use Rollout!” Dakim said. “And then punch it!” he added.

“Ok, now Umbreon, Secret Power and jump to the side, quick!” Wes shouted. Umbreon nodded and sent the attack at Metang, while Espeon jumped off just as it hit. Sparks surrounded the metallic Pokémon and spread across its body.

“Metanganganganganganganganganganganga...” (Umbreon used Secret Power. It’s super effective! Does not compute. Secret Power is not of a super effective type. Circuits failing. The server is down, try again later. Error 404 page not found. Re-calibrating gerbils. The cake is...aaaaaaaa...) Metang stammered quickly, before it suddenly fell to the ground, its red eyes fading out.

“Aha! Direct hit!” Wes said happily. I thought a direct hit of that attack would fry that Pokémon up pretty fast, although that was somewhat easier than expected...

Umbreon cheered as well, wagging his tail as he turned around and taunted Golem.

”Umbre-EON!” (And now look, you have no legs either- ARRGH!) Umbreon cried, jumping to the side as Golem rolled past, narrowly missing Umbreon. Espeon then walked to where Umbreon was and looked over the edge.

“Esp,” (Well, that was easy,) Espeon commented as he observed Golem slowly become smaller and smaller as it fell down towards the rocks below. Dakim also ran over, holding a Poké Ball in his hand and aiming it at Golem.

“Return to me, my rock!” Dakim shouted, as he tried to recall it, as he threw another Poké Ball at the platform. “Attack with that wet liquid thing...water, that’s it! You... err, other blue Pokémon, man!” Dakim continued, as a Marshtomp came out from the Poké Ball. The Pokémon immediately sprayed jets of water at Umbreon and Espeon from its mouth, but the two ducked and jumped to the side respectively, avoiding the attack.

“While there’s only one Pokémon there, attack with Return and Tackle, Espeon and Umbreon!” Wes shouted. The two grinned and charged at the mud fish Pokémon, Marshtomp looking with disappointment at the fact he was currently outnumbered.

“Marshtomp marsh!” (But I herd you liek Marshtomp!) it wailed as he tried to swat at them with his flipper-like arms, but missed as the two collided with him. Rui cheered as she and Wes watched his Pokémon dominate Marshtomp with ease, the two ramming the light-blue Pokémon again and again.

“Espeon!” (Nobody likes you or your pre-evolution!) Espeon jeered, charging in once more. Desperate, Marshtomp thrashed his body violently, hitting both Espeon and Umbreon away a short distance more by luck than skill, the two falling over in surprise.

“Aha, got you!” Dakim called, as he managed to make contact with Golem with the Poké Ball and recalled him, before he sent Golem out again onto the platform near Marshtomp. “But you don’t look very well, man,” he mused with a frown as Golem looked tiredly at its opponents again. Then Dakim’s mouth broke into a sudden grin. “Aha! I’ve had a great idea! Marshtomp, use Rock Throw!”

Rock Throw? Didn’t expect Marshtomp to know that move, Rock Tomb maybe... wait, they're nearly the same thing, Wes thought.

“Ma, Marsh... Marshtomp!” (Oh, that’s when I throw rocks at them...aha, a rock!) Marshtomp exclaimed upon noticing Golem, picking it up clumsily with his arms before hitting Golem with his two fin-like tails towards Umbreon and Espeon, who were getting to their feet.

“And now, rock,” Dakim said as Golem flew through the air, “use Explosion!”

“Umbre? Umb!” (Explosion? Hey!)

“Arrgh great, hit the ground!” Wes yelled to Rui before he took his own advice and practically threw himself at the platform’s floor.

”Esp Esp Esp-” (Bugger bugger bugger) Espeon stammered, hurriedly throwing up a wall of light around himself and Umbreon. Golem however flew through Umbreon’s Reflect and found itself right above Umbreon. Realising the opportunity, it grinned.

“Golem,” (Boom,) it said, before it blew up, its smile fading when Golem realised it too would faint from the attack.

Why do I always end up using this attack? it thought, as it emitted a flash of light as a result of the Explosion attack. Bits of rock flew everywhere and everyone was momentarily blinded, before being deafened by a loud bang that echoed off the mountainsides below and around them. The music that was still playing in a loop from Rui’s platform stopped abruptly, and silence began to descend.

Espeon was the first to move, his Reflect attack saving him from most of the force. He had still been all too close for comfort to the attack, his fur standing on end and covered in bits of dirt and rock from Golem. He glanced around and felt about with his mind to see what happened. It’s all right – I’m still alive for one, Espeon thought. Wes and Rui were getting up to their feet, Dakim was recalling his fainted Golem – or what was left of it - and Metang to their Poké balls, seemingly unfazed whatsoever by the attack, and Vander was still out of it, surprisingly. Marshtomp, despite being far away from the attack, was also hurt, apparently being hit by one of Golem’s legs that must have come off during its Explosion attack. The platform was intact, but something about the sound made by the propeller underneath, which was perpetually moving to keep the platform up, seemed a bit odd now. And Umbreon was still standing.

Wait, what?

“Esp...eon?”( You’re... all right?) Espeon asked.

“U-Umb...” (Yeah, I’m fine,) Umbreon replied with a grin.

“Esp,” (Oh,) Espeon said. How did he survive that? Maybe he’s more thick-headed then I thought.

Suddenly Umbreon sighed. “Umb, Umbreon...” (No, I lied, I’m very much ouch now...) Umbreon said, slumping to the ground and promptly losing consciousness.

Ok, maybe not, Espeon continued. Wes returned Umbreon to his Poké Ball, as Dakim struck a pose.

“YEEESSSS!” Dakim shouted as he withdrew his fainted Golem. “You beat one of them!”

“Are you crazy, Dakim?” Wes shouted. “Sure, you made Umbreon faint, but I wouldn’t say this place is such a great place for explosions.”

“Sorry, man, I forgot,” Dakim said sheepishly.

Man, he is rather dumb, Wes thought with disbelief. But he didn’t move an inch from that explosion, and he just stood there perfectly still... dumb he may be, but that’s just scary. And Umbreon’s fainted as well.

“Anyways, go and fight, my orange one!” Dakim shouted, while throwing another Pokémon out onto the platform. A Camerupt came forth, the large orange Pokémon taking up significantly more space than the other Pokémon. The camel-like Pokémon grunted, and stared into space as smoke came out of the miniature volcanos that were on its back.

“Espeon.” (Oh cool, someone related to Quagsire.)

“Cam,” (Moo,) Camerupt responded.

“Blue one, you look tired, man. Use Rest, and orange thing, protect it!” Dakim shouted.

“Marsh!” (Nap time!) Marshtomp said wearily, before it closed its eyes and fell asleep, while still standing. Camerupt stepped forward in front of it and made another grunt.

Ah, so he wants to protect Marshtomp, meaning he feels it’s still some sort of threat to my Pokemon – maybe it knows a strong move or something. But if I can outnumber it later on again it’ll be easy judging by before, so then... “Go, Yanma!” Wes called, sending out the Pokémon. It immediately buzzed about, seemingly more concerned with whether it could smell any coffee than the situation or location.

“Espeon, begin by attacking Camerupt with Confusion!” Wes said.

Espeon grinned. “Espi!” (I’ve a better idea!) Espeon said, as he closed his eyes and focused. Suddenly, a ray of multi-coloured light came out of the red gem in Espeon’s forehead and struck Camerupt in the eyes, the beast grunting in pain and stumbling about, only to step on Marshtomp’s tails and wake it up.

“Marsh!” (Arrgh!) it cried, instinctively spraying water to protect itself, managing to hit Camerupt who bellowed in pain.

“Ah, good work there – Psybeam,” Wes grinned. “Yanma,” Wes continued quickly, “if you focus and battle now, I promise I’ll give you some coffee afterwards!” Yanma enthusiastically spun around and shrilled in response.

“Yanmayanyanyanyanyan!?” (Yay-for-coffee-I-like-coffee-do-you-like-coffee-can-I-have-coffee-now!?) Yanma demanded, now flying around Wes’s head.

“Err,” Wes said uncertainly, unsure what Yanma was saying. “I’d give you some coffee now, but that Camerupt drunk it all...” he tried, pointing at the large Pokémon which was currently glaring at Marshtomp angrily. Dakim was trying to yell at it to calm down, but to little avail.

“Yan? YANMAMAMAMAM!” (That-drunk-my-coffee? You’ll-pay-for-this-how-DARE-you-drink-COFFEE-its-MY-coffee-coffee-coffee!) Yanma cried in outrage, suddenly charging into Camerupt from behind again and again with incredible speed, appearing only as a blur to all.

“Now, Espeon, use Return!” Wes called, surprised at the reaction he caused in Yanma. Hmm, well Yanma is still a Shadow Pokémon, so no wonder that made it go so crazy... Espeon meanwhile charged into Camerupt as well, the hit too much for the orange Pokémon.

“Cam,” (Meh,) the Camerupt muttered, as it fell to the ground with a loud whump. The platform groaned uneasily in response, as Dakim looked on in amazement.

“Man, you sure know about battling... nobody even reached Camerupt before, let alone knocked it out, man!” Dakim said in awe. “Although maybe the fact most of my opponents decided to run away instead of battling had something to do with that, so they just lost to my fists,” he added with a grin.

Then that explains why Dakim isn’t that good with battling with Pokémon and can’t even remember their names, if they all ran away – most likely from the sight of him if anything, Wes thought. Can’t blame them for that. And that’s why I’ve only lost one Pokémon and he’s lost nearly four! It’s clear he’s better at hitting things himself...

“Then clearly they weren’t very good,” Wes muttered. “As it is, you only have that tired-out Marshtomp over there...”

“And one more!” Dakim grinned. “Sure, it’s only one Pokémon and one I’ve never used, but it’s my best!” he boasted.

“A Pokémon you’ve never used before? Why the confidence?” Wes asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Oh, you’ll see. I even remember what it’s called! Go and finish this, Entei!” Dakim called, sending out his last Poké ball – the large Ultra Ball.

“Espeon-” (Oh, I think you got its name-) Espeon began, before stopping short. Before him, Yanma and Wes, a lion-like creature, covered in brown fur appeared. A thick, black cuff-like ring occupied each of its legs, and a cape of fur billowed out from behind its head flapping in the wind, looking like smoke was comfortably sitting on its back. It stomped its front feet as it glared at its surroundings with pitch-black eyes which stared from its volcano-shaped head. The top of its head sported a bright yellow flame-like crest with marks the colour of magma on the side of its face, which was partially obstructed by a white, handlebar moustache.

“Wes,” Rui said finally, “is that...”

“Yes,” Wes said softly, eyes wide. “That’s a legendary Pokémon. Entei. A real Entei.”

“Espeon...” (Ok, maybe you were right...) Espeon conceded, slapping his face with one of his paws in shock.

“Yanmamama!” (I-bet-you-drunk-my-coffee-too-suffer!) Yanma raved, charging forward and paying no heed to the fact his next opponent was an Entei. Dakim smiled, and pointed at the blurred form of Yanma.

“Fire Blast, man!” he shouted. Entei leaned his body back slowly, and then opened its mouth, unleashing a large fireball that engulfed the unfortunate Bug-type. Wes grimaced as he hurriedly grabbed at Yanma’s Poké Ball and recalled Yanma as it shrilled in pain – even though he stood well away from the attack, he could feel the sheer heat generated from the attack. Entei roared loudly, and then looked around to face Espeon, who gulped.

“You see, Rui,” Wes continued, looking at the almighty Pokémon, “basically – we’re screwed.”

***

Meanwhile, the nurse in Mt Battle’s reception area glowered at the people who had retreated from the Mt Battle area.

“You miserable people! Since when were you allowed to leave so early?” she demanded.

“That large man, he was beating us up!” one of them protested. “And he carried an entire cactus with him as well – we were afraid he’d impale us with it or something. Luckily he threw it away once we all left...”

“Well thank goodness for that,” the nurse snapped. “The last time someone brought in a cactus, he ended up having his head stuck in the darn thing and then those Cactuar came to try to take it back as well, god knows why.”

“Don’t you mean Cacturne?”someone piped up.

“Whatever. They were big, green and smelly. And stupid, but at least they’re smarter than everyone else around here. Why the hell are you standing here then if you want to leave? And,” she continued moving to the window and looking outside at the battle between the Cipher agents and the police which was still going on, some of the people resorting to trying to punch each other out at this point, “can’t you lot shut up?”

The yelling continued, with a distant shout of ‘Hita!’ added in from somewhere in the fray.

“That’s why we can’t exactly leave,” another by the reception desk pointed out.

“Well, not on my watch! I just want all of you to leave so I can sleep! Of all days for Samantha to take a sick day...” she grumbled walking outside. Ignoring the shouts and yells of protest from inside, she strode down the steps. Andrew, frantically shouting orders at his Growlithe, noticed her and looked with bemusement as she sent out a Chansey into the middle of the front yard.

“Look what you’ve done, you fools! It took us ages to plant all of these flowers!” she yelled, fists clenched. “Punish them all, Chansey!”

“Please go back inside, miss, us policemen have everything under control-”

“Egg Bomb that annoying guy in the suit first!” the nurse yelled, and the next thing Andrew saw was a large egg collide with his face.

“Now everyone else!” the woman yelled triumphantly, as the Chansey waddled over and launched another Egg Bomb attack, this time at a Cipher agent.

“Oh, great- someone call the helicopter to get us out of here!” he cried, before he succumbed to the exploding egg.

***

Wes continued staring at the Entei, wondering what would happen.

“Ma, Marsh. Tomp...” (Yeah, I’ll just stand here on the side and get some rest. You can finish them off...) Marshtomp muttered, shifting to the side and again falling asleep.

“No wonder Dakim was so confident to begin with – I’ve got little chance against that thing. So many things can go wrong...” Wes grumbled. He frantically examined his P*DA for more info on Entei.

“Maybe not... but I’m afraid-” Rui began quietly, before Wes continued.

“According to this, whenever it barks, a volcano is said to erupt. Great! It’ll probably cause Mt Battle to erupt and the resulting eruption will kill us and... and all of our faces would melt and we’d be very dead and have never discovered the meaning of Christmas and we’d never get to eat Christmas cookies or mango pudding and that would be very, very bad.” He glanced some more at the P*DA further, and then sighed. “Oh wait, it’s just a rumour... and he already roared and nothing happened so I don’t think he’s interested in mass murder yet. Maybe. We just have to worry about the fact it ‘blasts fire that consumes all that it touches’.”

“And that’s not all!” Dakim boasted.

“Yeah, he’s right,” Rui said. “You see, it’s... a Shadow Pokémon. I can’t even see it properly, its aura is that thick.”

Wes sighed, before he paused. “Wait, a Shadow Pokémon... well, Cipher are really scaring the hell out of me, but here goes!” he yelled, suddenly throwing a Snag Ball at Entei. Entei merely smirked however, and fired another ball of flames at it which disintegrated the Snag Ball into ash, which somehow fell in such a way the particles spelt out the word ‘Fail’ on the ground. Entei then chased after Espeon, who hastily started running away.

“Hey, don’t try snagging my Pokémon, man,” Dakim said. “Try it again, and I’ll come and punch you!”

“Well, that’s not going to work,” Wes concluded quickly. “Time for plan B!”

“Is that to run away?” Rui asked.

“...no, that’s plan C for now. Plan B is to try and somehow overcome it. Go, Feraligatr!” Wes said hurriedly, sending out the large reptile onto the battle field. Think Wes, think. It’s a legendary Pokémon. It’s also a Shadow Pokémon. One mistake means my Pokémon are basically fainted, and I only have two left. I’ll just have to try my best, is all.

“Ok, Feraligatr, help out Espeon, buy him some time. That Entei’s very dangerous, fire-happy, and also it’s a Shadow Pokémon. Rile him up, get him to focus on you for now. And don’t fall off the edge...” Wes warned. Feraligatr nodded, and sprang to all fours and charged forward. ”Maybe try that new move as well!” Wes added as an afterthought.

“New move?” Rui asked, confused. Wes grinned back.

“Maybe we’re not that doomed after all if this works – I checked him up at the Pokémon Centre in Agate before we left,” Wes explained. “He learnt one more move when we purified him.”

“You purified him?” Dakim asked, scratching his head. “But Ein said that was not possible...”

“Fera!” (Oi, you overweight thing!) Feraligatr taunted, drawing a reaction from Entei who turned his head from Espeon and into a Water Gun attack. Roaring with pain, he charged straight at Feraligatr, who hopped out of the way as Espeon caught his breath. Grinning, Feraligatr sent another jet of water at Entei as Feraligatr continued to move awkwardly about.

“Ok Espeon, your turn to distract it!” Wes called. Espeon, catching on to Wes’ plan, glared at the Entei and attacked with another Psybeam. Entei howled in response as it struck him and fired another Fire Blast attack at Espeon, who darted away from the flames which left a large scorch mark on the platform’s floor, and began running for his life again. In his mad scramble, Espeon suddenly encountered Dakim, but quickly ran through Dakim’s legs as Entei gained ground.

“No, man, not at me!” Dakim shouted at the charging legendary, but realising Entei was paying no heed, he hurriedly punched the beast in the face. It roared in pain as it reeled from the punch, as Dakim then tried to convince it that Espeon had hit it somehow – as tall as Dakim was, Entei was just as big as him height-wise.

Good work, Espeon, but...Dakim just punched a legendary Pokémon there. His legendary Pokémon, Wes thought, lost for words.

“Wes, Feraligatr seems to be almost dancing...oh,” Rui said, noticing that the clouds from the summit of Mt Battle had suddenly moved a lot closer and were above their heads, casting a shadow over the platforms they stood on. A moment later, a few raindrops fell down. Then some more. And then a downpour began, puddles already forming on the platform’s floor.

“So he learnt Rain Dance!” Rui exclaimed, as Entei then accepted Dakim’s claims and turned to target Espeon once more, shooting another Fire Blast attack at Espeon, but this time the rain drastically reduced the attacks’ power.

“Espeon!” (Now you’re looking rather pathetic for a legendary!) Entei growled, and then leapt unexpectedly and kicked Espeon with one of its large legs. Espeon wailed, staggered about, and then fell, unconscious.

“No...” Wes said, recalling his Pokémon. “Damn damn damn. It got him so easily in the end... One left now...at least Marshtomp is still using Rest.”

“Fera. Gator!” (It took you that long to take one of us down. Pathetic!) Feraligatr shouted at Entei, as it ceased dancing and sprang forward, slashing at Entei’s large body. As Entei roared, Feraligatr then raised its arms, and the rain and water on the platforms flew at Entei and drenched it thoroughly with a Surf attack. As Feraligatr retreated, Entei, instead of immediately responding by charging at Feraligatr, stood still and summoned flames to envelop its body, the water on it and rain around it beginning to evaporate due to the heat created.

It doesn’t look tired at all – just mad. And angry. Even with a type advantage, I doubt I can win this.

“Wes, it’s in Hyper mode! Its aura’s gone dark red!” Rui cried.

“Yay,” Wes remarked sarcastically.

“Now, Entei,” Dakim said uncertainly, unsure what to do. Entei’s eyes had turned red, as it glared at Feraligatr, shaking with sheer rage. “Calm down, man. Chill.”

“ENTEI!” (ROAR!) Entei said instead, and with that it ran at Feraligatr, and only a few metres away from it, jumped in the air like it had when it had knocked out Espeon.

“DODGE!” Wes yelled, as Feraligatr ducked underneath Entei’s Stomp attack, Entei’s paws missing by mere centimetres. It then landed behind Feraligatr, and tried to turn straightaway but slipped on the wet surface and skidded away as the platform shuddered with the impact. Wes meanwhile had loaded a Snag ball from the Snag Machine and chucked it at Entei, but it missed its target, the orb bouncing off the platform’s floor and away, beginning to descend over the side. Meanwhile, Entei continued sliding along the ground at an all too rapid pace and fell off the edge, disappearing from sight along towards oblivion with the Snag Ball next to it as it let out a surprised howl.

“No, man!” Dakim yelled, grabbing his Ultra Ball and heading to the side again, as his Marshtomp suddenly began to wake up, fully rested. “Retu-”

“Blast that out of his hand, now!” Wes shouted, Feraligatr responding by shooting a jet of water which hit Dakim’s hand, and knocked the ball away and off the platform as well.

“You...did it,” Rui said softly. “Entei fell off...”

“No! It’s... it’s gone, man! No more Mr Nice man!” Dakim yelled, frowning.

Uh oh.

“Plan C, Rui!” Wes yelled, rapidly backing off with Feraligatr preparing for another fight, stepping in-between the two.

“But Wes!” Rui protested.

“No, get away, and I’ll follow soon when it’s safe! Go!” Wes shouted, Rui nodding reluctantly and moving away, glancing back every so often as she moved towards platform one and the reception area.

“Oh no you don’t! I’ll take you both down!” Dakim screamed at Wes and Feraligatr. “Blue one, Earthquake the two of them!”

Wes paused for a moment at this, having expected Dakim to charge at them first, and then did a double take. “What? No, don’t use Earthquake! You’ll break the platform if you did that!”

“Oh yeah,” Dakim said, considering this. “Blue one-”

“Marsh!” (Yay Earthquake!) the Marshtomp shouted, crouching down and focusing before stomping its feet, ignoring Dakim as the platform began to shudder.

“Err... goodbye,” Wes said quickly, recalling Feraligatr and sprinting off after Rui.

“Uh-oh, man, this isn’t good, man,” Dakim said quietly as he quickly recalled his Marshtomp but it was too late, as the platform suddenly shook violently and a large crack appeared. Pieces of machinery underneath groaned in protest, when suddenly platform number ten rose rapidly in the air, separating itself from the neighbouring platforms with a loud crack. Dakim crouched down and looked over the edge uncertainly at the rapidly shrinking landscape, Mt Battle looking smaller and smaller by the second.

“No, not good at all, man...” Dakim gulped, looking to see if there was anything he could punch to get him down safely, spotting instead a black helicopter zoom towards him. ‘Cipher’ was printed on the side, the pilot looking with astonishment at Dakim and the platform.

“Aha! Good timing!” Dakim shouted, waving cheerfully at the helicopter.

***

“Ah, there’s Mt Battle,” Sherles said to himself, pulling his police car into the facility’s parking lot next to the other police vehicles, and hopping out. He paused, observing his surroundings.

The front garden was a mess, full of policemen, Cipher agents and a few fainted Pokémon sprawled all over the grounds, groaning in pain. All were covered in eggshells and yolk, with some cookies, for some reason, scattered around as well on the grounds. A lone nurse and her Chansey stood on the steps of the entrance, with a bunch of people inside staring through a window with awe, their jaws hanging.

“Madam,” Sherles began slowly, walking to her, “what exactly happened here?”

“These ruffians,” the woman began, “were causing a huge mess and wouldn’t shut the hell up. So I shut them up myself,” she explained simply.

“With that Chansey? But... some of these are Cipher agents. Criminals,” Sherles said, pointing at one.

“You don’t say.”

“And the rest of them are – well, supposedly – the best of the police forces from other regions,” Sherles said quietly, still looking around.

“Well they did a damn poor job at keeping the peace! Now if you’d excuse me, I’m going to sleep.” With that, the woman went inside, leaving Sherles to himself. He looked up to the sky, and then frowned – it appeared a helicopter was flying away, with a rather large man in white hanging from the side. Further away, a circular platform was flying away into the distance.

UFOs? Sherles thought with confusion.

“Sherles!” a voice said suddenly. Sherles turned, to see Rui and Wes emerge from inside. Both looked out of breath and visibly shaken.

“Do you mind, maybe, shedding some light on what happened?” Sherles asked finally.

“Well... it’s a long story...” Wes began.

***

“Well, that was a long story,” Sherles said as Wes finished reciting what happened, the three of them now inside. The nurse was grumbling to herself, as she set to work on healing all of the fainted Pokémon, both Wes’ and the ones from the battle between the police and Cipher. Makuhita had been among those fainted; the woman’s Chansey had clearly made a huge impact on all involved. The Mt Battle people were running in and out, carrying the Pokemon and people inside, Sherles frequently putting handcuffs on the egg-covered Cipher agents and gave disapproving glares at the policemen.

“Yeah, it was crazy... and to think, Cipher had a legendary Pokémon they made Shadow!” Rui exclaimed. “What else could they-” She was suddenly interrupted by a tap on the window, made by Sherles’ bird Pokémon, a Xatu.

“Right, the search for Entei... or what’s left of it... is over then, I presume. I’ll go talk to Xatu and be right back,” Sherles said. “And then we’ll have to clean this place up before anything else.”

“Yeah,” Wes said as he departed. “Well, that was...crazy. According to what Sherles saw, Dakim escaped somehow by that convenient helicopter...”

“Yes, although he worked for Cipher, he did have some decency to battle us,” Rui said.

“I still don’t get why, but maybe that was just his way of life,” Wes shrugged. “Those he thinks strong he respects and everyone else, he just punches. Not that bad a philosophy in theory...”

“The poor Entei,” Rui said softly. “There’s no way it could have survived that fall. We didn’t end up getting killed, and Cipher can’t use it anymore, but...”

“I suppose it is a shame it ended like that,” Wes agreed with a sigh. “After all, a legendary Pokémon. How did they get their hands on it, I wonder.”

“And it was so angry,” Rui continued. “It was made Shadow by them. It can’t have been happy like that...” her voice trailed off. A pause followed.

“You know... if it’s any comfort to you-” Wes began, when Sherles walked in and interrupted the two.

“I believe this is yours,” Sherles said gruffly, tossing a Poké Ball at Wes. “Xatu found that, and a busted-up Ultra ball as well below where platform ten used to be.”

“Ah, this was a Snag Ball I threw at Entei just before it fell off, only I missed... and the other was the original ball it belonged to. Good thing this Poké Ball survived the fall – they build them pretty well, I guess. And did Xatu...find...” Wes said, growing quiet.

Sherles paused for a moment, and then shook his head. “No, she didn’t,” he said.

“She didn’t?” Rui asked, confused. “But... but... Entei fell... I don’t think it could fly or something, surely...” Rui turned to Wes, only to see him staring at his Poké Ball, with a strange smile on his face. “What are you smiling about?” she demanded.

“Rui,” Wes said finally, “This Poké Ball... there’s a Pokémon inside of it. When Entei fell, it must have somehow come into contact with it, and...”

“No way,” Rui said.

“Yes way,” Wes countered, his grin growing.

“You mean...”

“We have a legendary Pokémon in our possession. Sure, it’s a Shadow Pokémon, but it’s ours.” Another pause followed, before Wes spoke again.

“That’s awesome.”

***









And that’s the end of the chapter-

“Wait,” Rui interjected, as her face became pale. “I think we forgot something.”

“Really? What?” Wes asked, gazing with pure happiness at his Poké Ball, as Sherles also realised what was wrong, running outside with his Xatu following. “Well, what is it?” Wes continued.

***

“Hello?” Vander shouted out to the empty surroundings. “Anyone?”

What the hell happened? I got punched, lost consciousness, and then when I woke up, everyone was shouting, so I tried to get away... then platform ten flew off somehow... and now I’m hanging on for dear life, Vander mused, as he dangled from the broken walkway between platform nine and where platform ten used to be, holding on with his two hands. He wasn’t slipping away – he had a decent hold, but it was hardly a fun position to be in and his arms were beginning to get somewhat sore. I have the strangest feeling I’ve been forgotten... this is not my day. I’m confused as heck, but all I know is that I’m very sore, and the sun will set in a few hours.

“Little help?” he shouted again. “Please?”

***









...Ok, that’s the end of the chapter.

For how this relates to the games!

Spoiler:

Music - Mt Battle has a pretty good tune actually, IMO - fun to listen to, but seeing it plays whenever you're not in a battle when you take the challenge throughout the entire mountain, one would think that people would start getting sick of the tune, like how stuff overplayed on the radio starts sounding bad. Hence Vander's reaction to the music that plays (and the explanation for where the music comes from).

The other tune that played afterwards (for a while anyways) is the Cipher Admin battle tune, btw - plays whenever an admin who isn't called Miror B battles you. Fun times.

Dakim + battle - the battle goes like that, basically, only Dakim does have a touch more strategy in-game, with earthquake + protect combos going. However I have seen him use Earthquake after sending his own Entei out, which is not really bright of him, especially considering the platforms you're standing on in the first place - thy never really look all that safe to one. And speaking of which:

Shadow Entei: out of nowhere, the game throws you, instead of a shadow Sudowoodo or Dunsparce, an Entei of all things. Much joy for the player who manages to snag Entei right then and there as they can then use it (but it takes a good while for Entei to use moves other than Shadow Rush). It's not that easy to catch though, and considering one's battling on a platform many feet above the mountains, it's not a safe place either (hence me bringing in that aspect into play). By far the toughest challenge the game throws up thus far.

Feraligatr + Rain Dance: - he does larn this move when purified. Perhaps the battle against Miror B helped a fair bit with this move... higher up Mt Battle you can also see the clouds that Feraligatr summons in the chapter.

Vander: in the game, once you beat Dakim he recovers and gives you the Time Flute in the reception area - the game isn't that cruel to him to have you forget about him. =P

Dakim's exit - his exit in the chapter is rather odd, but the game also does it weirdly. When you win, Skrub (from Agate Village) shows up, Dakim says some stuff (along the lines of 'hey I lost too, Skrub! never mind, yes is too good for us). Skrub then leaves by running off, and so does Dakim... BY JUMPING AWAY LIKE A FROG. WUT. You're standing on some questionable levitating platforms high above a mountain side, and he just jumps away off-screen. It makes little sense, but is amusing to see. Here I took away his ridiculous jumping skills. =P



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I lol'd to Kingdom Come when I read the Monty Python references.

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Yeah, I never thought those little platforms were safe for battling, especially for someone who uses Earthquake/Protect... Then again, Dakim can't even remember the names of his Pokemon, save for Entei, so I guess you can't expect much from him in the way of common sense. Even if his DAKIM PAWWNNCH! makes up for it XD

And I love Metang's manner of speech Better than Metang/Metagross in my fic, that's for sure, though I still try to go the "mechanical" route.

We all learned what happens when you disturb Mt. Battle's nurse when she wants a rest... utter chaos with little regard for who's officer and who's Cipher ;P

Epic battle against Wes and Dakim, complete with color-blind Golem who rips off his own limbs to attack. Can't beat that
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“Umbre... eon?” (Hey, we didn’t get the, err, um, whole description-err, analysing business done yet...wait, what you say?) Umbreon lamented dizzily, before leaping back at Metang, only for his opponent to fly back out of harm’s way.
*snickers* I already said how I’m a Business Administration major concentrating in finanical economics, right? *gets shot for being too prideful* IfUmbreon needs help eith business analysis, I’m the gal!

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“Meta. Met. Ang. Ta. Ang. Ang. Ta: Ang.” (Bullet Punch missed. Umbreon used Tackle. Metang lost 0.001% of its health. Umbreon lost 3% of its health in recoil damage. Does not compute. Recalculating. Verdict: Umbreon is stupid.) Metang continued.
Best analysis evar. XD

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“Metanganganganganganganganganganganga...” (Umbreon used Secret Power. It’s super effective! Does not compute. Secret Power is not of a super effective type. Circuits failing. The server is down, try again later. Error 404 page not found. Re-calibrating gerbils. The cake is...aaaaaaaa...) Metang stammered quickly, before it suddenly fell to the ground, its red eyes fading out.
*kills PC’s lag and mentions of cake being a lie*

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“Marshtomp marsh!” (But I herd you liek Marshtomp!) it wailed as he tried to swat at them with his flipper-like arms, but missed as the two collided with him. Rui cheered as she and Wes watched his Pokémon dominate Marshtomp with ease, the two ramming the light-blue Pokémon again and again.

“Espeon!” (Nobody likes you or your pre-evolution!) Espeon jeered, charging in once more. Desperate, Marshtomp thrashed his body violently, hitting both Espeon and Umbreon away a short distance more by luck than skill, the two falling over in surprise.
Aw, I like their pre-evolution forms. :<

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”Esp Esp Esp-” (Bugger bugger bugger) Espeon stammered, hurriedly throwing up a wall of light around himself and Umbreon. Golem however flew through Umbreon’s Reflect and found itself right above Umbreon. Realising the opportunity, it grinned.
Isn’t it supposed to be Espeon’s Reflect? Also, if I remember correctly, Umbreon hadn’t used Reflect in this story yet.

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“Are you crazy, Dakim?” Wes shouted. “Sure, you made Umbreon faint, but I wouldn’t say this place is such a great place for explosions.”
“Place” twice in this sentence sounds repetitive. Maybe get rid of the first “place” to make the sentence sound less awkward and flow better.

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Wes sighed, before he paused. “Wait, a Shadow Pokémon... well, Cipher are really scaring the hell out of me, but here goes!” he yelled, suddenly throwing a Snag Ball at Entei. Entei merely smirked however, and fired another ball of flames at it which disintegrated the Snag Ball into ash, which somehow fell in such a way the particles spelt out the word ‘Fail’ on the ground. Entei then chased after Espeon, who hastily started running away.
Well, this is what you get trying to get an Entei! You fail at being a Pokemon trainer. D:

Favorite parts and quick suggestions aside, this is a great battle scene you did there. I really love some interent references you thrown there, my favorites I already quoted. I also have to say cool Rain Dance is being shown and not just to power up water attacks and lower the power of fire attacks. Yay for slip ups!

You know, the nurse scene reminds me of Saffire Persian’s one shot “The Ties That Bind.” In it, the Chansey/Blissey (forgot which ; ) used Egg Bomb too. XD

There is one thing I want to mention, though, and it's the way you did the thoughts of the characters. I know you’re trying to have the readers get into the characters’ heads, which is a good thing, but if you go to their perspective too long, it’ll sound too much like a first person POV and you’re doing a third person POV. For instance, these two:

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He doesn’t remember the names of his Pokémon? And the best until last...that may be his Shadow Pokémon, if he has any. But for now... Wes mused, looking at Dakim’s Pokémon begin to materialise. The one made out of rock... that’s a Golem. I’ve beaten its pre-evolutions before... Looks like a large boulder with stubby arms and legs. Hmm, good defences, but those limbs? Not much speed or reach, surely. And that other one must be a Metang... never saw that one before. It’s a robotic Pokémon, so it’s a Steel type... and also Psychic type as well? I think. And those arms-
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What the hell happened? I got punched, lost consciousness, and then when I woke up, everyone was shouting, so I tried to get away... then platform ten flew off somehow... and now I’m hanging on for dear life, Vander mused, as he dangled from the broken walkway between platform nine and where platform ten used to be, holding on with his two hands. He wasn’t slipping away – he had a decent hold, but it was hardly a fun position to be in and his arms were beginning to get somewhat sore. I have the strangest feeling I’ve been forgotten... this is not my day. I’m confused as heck, but all I know is that I’m very sore, and the sun will set in a few hours.
Again, the way you did the thoughts here is a bit long winded. It may be true in real life we think like that, but considering you’re doing this story in thrid person POV, you don’t want to have the thoughts be in first person POV for a long time. One way you can overcome this if you're going to have the characters be thinking for a long time is have their thoughts both in first person POV, but in a couple of sentences here and there, and third person POV rest of the way. To show you what I mean, an example from my fic:

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Back inside the police station, Lucas was close to the water cooler. He sighed and shook his head, his mind thinking about the man that almost shot him. It was still shocking to him that the old man would do that. At least electricity scared him, or so Lucas assumed. One thing troubled him, though. The image of that man flashed before his very eyes.

Could that man be Jacob Alexison?


Maybe Timmy was right. Lucas began putting the pieces together. A couple days ago Jacob was not home and he instantly got a call of an incident dealing with Bunny, Jenny, and an unidentified man. Another call then came that dealt with the girls and that accomplice at Solaceon Town.

Not one hundred percent sure why Bunny needs another accomplice. She has a Psychic Pokémon with her!

Lucas felt his heart skip a beat. He began thinking about how Jacob and his Xatu, a dual Psychic-Flying type, went down and then pink light emitted—

—just like back at Canalave City.

It made sense, Professor Alexison being Bunny’s former mentor and all. So he might have been an accomplice since the beginning. Conclusions like that could lead to chaos in a case, so he sighed. He knew that the answer would have to wait.
Basically, you got the thoughts of the characters are logical, but it's the way you presented them that bothered me. Reason I brought this up is LeSabre actually mentioned the way I did the thoughts of the characters too. ;

Overall I enjoyed this chapter a lot and you did well on the comedy again. The thoughts you should work a bit though to make the story more third person POV, though. Keep up the great work!
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I lol'd to Kingdom Come when I read the Monty Python references.

Win.

Absolute, sheer and utter win.
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Yeah, I never thought those little platforms were safe for battling, especially for someone who uses Earthquake/Protect... Then again, Dakim can't even remember the names of his Pokemon, save for Entei, so I guess you can't expect much from him in the way of common sense. Even if his DAKIM PAWWNNCH! makes up for it XD
Yeah, Mt battle must be terrible for those people there. And Dakim isn't that smart, although Entei makes up for a lot. XD
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And I love Metang's manner of speech Better than Metang/Metagross in my fic, that's for sure, though I still try to go the "mechanical" route.
Really? I liked Metagross' way of speech...
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We all learned what happens when you disturb Mt. Battle's nurse when she wants a rest... utter chaos with little regard for who's officer and who's Cipher ;P

Epic battle against Wes and Dakim, complete with color-blind Golem who rips off his own limbs to attack. Can't beat that
Glad you liked it then. =)
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*snickers* I already said how I’m a Business Administration major concentrating in finanical economics, right? *gets shot for being too prideful* IfUmbreon needs help eith business analysis, I’m the gal!
I already replied to this via a chat but...I'll do so again! XD Umbreon is interested in said business analysis... first he needs to get a business though.
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Aw, I like their pre-evolution forms. :<
Consider it from the Pokemon's view though - they must get tired of all the popularity Mudkip get. XD
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Isn’t it supposed to be Espeon’s Reflect? Also, if I remember correctly, Umbreon hadn’t used Reflect in this story yet.
Yeah, it is Espeon's - need to reword to make it clearly it's Espeon's Reflect attack around Umbreon. >_< And oddly Umbreon can't learn Reflect at all (and Espeon only via TM, although in the actual game he starts off with the move), despite Umbreon being the defensive Pokemon.
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“Place” twice in this sentence sounds repetitive. Maybe get rid of the first “place” to make the sentence sound less awkward and flow better.
Indeedy - shall do so when I edit. =)
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You know, the nurse scene reminds me of Saffire Persian’s one shot “The Ties That Bind.” In it, the Chansey/Blissey (forgot which ; ) used Egg Bomb too. XD
Once you mentioned it I thought so too... heh. (Only that fic's better than mine =P). Chansey, I believe as well.
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There is one thing I want to mention, though, and it's the way you did the thoughts of the characters. I know you’re trying to have the readers get into the characters’ heads, which is a good thing, but if you go to their perspective too long, it’ll sound too much like a first person POV and you’re doing a third person POV. For instance, these two:




Again, the way you did the thoughts here is a bit long winded. It may be true in real life we think like that, but considering you’re doing this story in thrid person POV, you don’t want to have the thoughts be in first person POV for a long time. One way you can overcome this if you're going to have the characters be thinking for a long time is have their thoughts both in first person POV, but in a couple of sentences here and there, and third person POV rest of the way. To show you what I mean, an example from my fic:



Basically, you got the thoughts of the characters are logical, but it's the way you presented them that bothered me. Reason I brought this up is LeSabre actually mentioned the way I did the thoughts of the characters too. ;
Interesting point, and as I said I'll have to look back some and consider this. The first example was actually purposeful in particular (tried for a different method in describing opposing Pokemon XD), but I believe I can see how it can be improved, for instance - shall have to just experiment around, I believe. (Anyone else, if you agree with this please say so, would be appreciated since I do tend to do this a lot in the story on purpose - so the best delievery possible is something I'd like to achieve).

Anyways cheers for the review, Bay. =D
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Yes, a new chapter. Amazing, I know. Uni and procrastination and other projects were very distracting. This only took me 7+ months after all. But hey I'm still keeping it going eh? ;p

Just quickly thanks again to the other reviews I forgot to respond to - nice to know you've read and enjoyed. =) XD Thanks also to those who voted this fic + Miror B in the sppf fanfiction awards again and all. =) Also thanks to the person who made a tvtropes page of this what.

Thanks to Chris_the_Com for beta-reading most of this. =)

And with that, gogogo chapter full of plot development and not much else! =D Need a lot of set up with lots of people joining the story some more so this is more a quiet chapter, but I hope it's enjoyable anyways.


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Chapter 17: Minor Adjustments


“No,” Nascour said, putting his head in his hands in a face-palm motion.

“No no no no no,” he added. “Why, oh why, does everything have to go so… wrong?” He gazed dismally at the grey wall, as if hoping that it would console him as walls do. Heck, I still don’t have my television either, Nascour thought to himself. Darn it all – I want things to work properly around here, and I want my own tv. My own darn bagel-making television. Is that too much to ask for?

He was temporarily jolted out of his depression when a knock came on the door.

“Come in,” he said finally. Unfortunately for Nascour, instead of a television being brought in, it was Miror B instead who waltzed into the room, singing out loud as usual with his radio in tow.

“…Refrigerator! We’ve gotta move his colour teee-vveeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Miror B, not now. Anytime but now,” Nascour replied wearily, as he scrunched up the report he had been reading into a ball and threw it at Miror B, only to observe it go into the eccentric man’s afro.

“Why, what’s the matter? Bad day?” Miror B said, reducing the volume of his radio. The action had distracted him so he didn’t notice the ball of paper falling into his afro.

“I suppose that’s one way to put it,” Nascour said quietly, staring.

“Oh, I see,” Miror B said, setting the radio down on the table and changing the song, before bursting out into tune again.

“Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down-” Miror B stopped abruptly in response to Nascour kicking him in the shin. “Fine, I take it you don’t want me to sing anymore...” he said as he rubbed his leg and turned down the volume of his radio slightly. After noticing Nascour continue to glare he thought better of it and plugged in a set of headphones and hurriedly put them on, the room falling quiet once again. “So… what’s the matter?”

“What’s the matter?” Nascour repeated, staring at Miror B. “Where should I begin... maybe with the failed attack on the Relic Stone? Or the failed attempt to get the Time Flute. Which failed. Spectacularly!” He took a breath and looked back at the papers on the floor which told of all of these events. “And now a large amount of our force is gone! That’s also a failure! It’s probably a matter of time before they find our hideout, and arrest us all...”

“Oh? But I thought you said that we were safe here?” Miror B replied, frowning a bit.

“Oh, sure, the builders know nothing besides that they’re building a grand new colosseum and so forth, and we have some...friends in high places, as you should know. But even with that I’m doubtful on how long we’ll survive. That, and given that the police force intercepted our group, it looks like we have a traitor in our ranks.”

Miror B blinked and scratched his ear. “A traitor? How un-delightful! But how sure are you about this?”

Nascour sighed. “Very sure. A large police force doesn’t just show up out of nowhere and in the right place and time to do what they did. The only good thing is that Dakim wasn’t caught himself, and that in itself-” Nascour stopped, as a loud knock on the door came, followed by the door falling down and hitting the ground with a very loud bang. Dakim walked in with a sheepish smile, with Skrub following, distracted from his silent cursing of his failure with destroying the Relic stone by Dakim’s entrance.

“Man, your door broke again.”

“Yes, I’ve noticed,” Nascour said coldly. “Now, how about you start explaining yourself?”

“Well, man,” Dakim began, “His purple and black and blue Pokémon were-” Dakim couldn’t get another word in however, as Nascour stood up, glaring daggers at the large man.

“I hardly expected you would just march up like that and get all of your men arrested, and worst of all you lost Entei! The Pokémon that we went to so much trouble to capture and shadowfy, and you let it fall off into Mt Battle! That’s also a failure!”

“Sorry, man,” Dakim said quietly, as Skrub merely kept quiet, trying to appear extremely interested in the floor. Miror B sat down and looked on, humming ‘Don’t Worry, Be Happy’ to himself quietly.

“A total failure,” Nascour repeated redundantly. “As it is, we’re now going to pull into hiding ourselves, I’ve decided. And by that, I mean we’ll be pulling Ein’s group back in once he can finish up his work, and begin operating solely here and Venus’s area.”

Dakim raised his hand. “Venus? I didn’t know we were to operate in outer spac-”

“Venus! As in the woman Venus as in she’s called Venus! As in a women rather than a planet! As in the other Admin you forget about every week!” Nascour shouted tiredly.

“Oh yeah, man.”

“So then….ok. Dakim I’ll forgive you this once, but consider yourself lucky. I’ll be moving you to do what you are best at - bodyguard duty here within the premises seeing there’s no point sending out people now.” Dakim was pleased by this – whenever he was on bodyguard duty, he usually got to punch people up in the end. “Skrub, you’re demoted – consider yourself lucky to remain aboard. And-“

“Man, that ain’t no fair,” Dakim interjected, for once frowning at his superior as Skrub glared with silent rage at Nascour. “It’s not Skrub’s fault he failed – I’m telling you man, that Wes man is very good at battling. And he beat me, so that Skrub man hardly had a chance himself. Man.” Skrub hastily nodded agreement.

“Dakim, I said he’s going to be demoted and that’s that.”

“But-”

Enough.

Silence fell for a moment, save for Miror B’s continued oblivious humming as the three men stared at each other.

“Sadly, Dakim,” Nascour continued, “whether he is capable or not doesn’t change the facts – he failed to destroy that Relic Stone, which supposedly is detrimental to maintaining the Shadow Pokémon’s state. And once we can eliminate all other routes of recovery for them, that one would have been the sole problem – and now it’s unlikely we’ll be able to make a second strike at it. And since he failed, he’ll have to suffer the consequences, fair or not. He’s only demoted after all – he’ll just be transferred to Ein’s quarters to help them move back for now.”

“Bah,” Skrub said finally under his breath, stomping out of the room.

“Anyway,” Nascour continued without batting an eye at the response. “Dakim, I advise you keep your thoughts to yourself next time, or you may also lose some power, no matter how useful you’ve been before... Speaking of which, I suppose you can start by instructing the rest of the group currently off-duty how to actually beat up people themselves as well as training their Pokémon – I want in the event that this place does get raided for us to be able to hold off an attack.”

“That’s more like it, man,” Dakim said. With that he promptly left the room by walking through the wall, deep in as much thought as he could muster in an attempt to come up with a training regime. “EVERYONE GET IN THE HALL, MAN!” he shouted to nobody in particular, despite the fact that nobody else was currently on the higher floors of the tower – everyone else worked on the ground floor, which was a long elevator trip down. Yet, pondered Nascour as he sat there gaping at the large Dakim-shaped hole in the wall, considering how loud he can get they’d probably be able to hear him anyway.

“...Well, look at it this way,” Miror B said to Nascour, “at least he’s super keen on helping out!”

“Yeah, well, that doesn’t change the fact every time he comes to my office he breaks something,” Nascour replied bitterly. “Now, I want you to go down to Ein’s lab with Skrub – I think he can work there for now – and...help out there. And tell Ein about how he has to pull out as soon as he’s done and leave the place as discretely as possible. I’m sure his pay cheque would have given him enough of an idea about keeping quiet about things though...”

“But Nascour, why not just send him a message?” Miror B asked, only for Nascour to shake his head.

“I’m only going to make one more message in case someone tries to intercept them from now on, and that’ll be in a second, and to someone...more important than Ein. Or Gonzap for that matter...hmm. In case Gonzap calls, I want you to quickly make up a voice message for him to get so that he knows the situation and that we're not just ignoring him on purpose - best for us to still keep a good relationship with Team Snagem... whatever, just read everything here," Nascour explained, quickly writing down some details on a sheet before handing it to Miror B. “I'll be shutting off the system after this call so that's all he's getting for a while. After that we’re keeping quiet, so you-” Nascour continued, lightly pushing Miror B out of the damaged doorway, “will go with Skrub via the underground railway to pay Ein a visit!” Returning back to his seat, Nascour then chucked Miror B’s radio at him and turned back to his desk, glancing up only to see if Miror B was leaving, which to his relief was exactly what Miror B was doing.

Thank goodness – as if I need even more buffoons to annoy me today. I can only pity Ein, Nascour thought to himself, as he set up a transmission call. Now it’s time to see if we can’t confuse the police, and wipe a smile off of that blasted Wes fellow so he doesn’t go about purifying our shadow Pokémon.

***

Wes grinned widely as he walked back from the Relic Stone. It was odd, but he couldn’t help but feel at peace with the world each time he visited the poorly-made structure in the underground forest. He hadn’t been one to think much about legendary Pokémon but it certainly seemed that the shrine for Celebi held a deep, powerful force behind it – maybe Celebi had indeed something to do with it.

And purifying Pokémon on a daily basis by bringing them to this sanctuary made it all the better.

“Another success!” Rui sung happily, as they walked out of the underground tunnel that led to the forest, and approached the path near the river, as Umbreon eyed the steep ascent back to Agate Village with a sigh. “And to dinner as well – Belah’s making waffles tonight, so that’ll be good. And then I guess I’ll try to teach Eagun to use his P*DA properly, although I can’t say I’m too enthusiastic about that,” Rui added, biting her lip slightly.

Suddenly Wes stopped, noticing bubbles coming from the slow-flowing river in front of them. Before he dwelled on it though, a young woman suddenly jumped out of the river and struck a pose, pointing at the group. “I demand an interview with you!”

“Umb! Eon!” (Argrarjghh! Darghraugh!) Umbreon yelped in surprise at the woman.

“…What were you doing there!?” Wes demanded. She didn’t seem to acknowledge the group’s surprise at her appearance though, putting away her camera that hung from her neck and pulling out a clipboard along with a pen and paper (which remarkably seemed to be completely dry). Wes sighed – it seemed this was yet another reporter, and this one seemed to have decided to come to Agate to talk to them some more.

“I was taking pictures of Pokémon,” the reporter replied as water dripped from her clothing and hair to the ground – she didn’t seem to mind a bit however. “But as you are here, I need to ask you a few questions so our readers know what has happened regarding the plot since the last chapter which has been all too long ago.”

Wes and Rui blinked in confusion.

“Err, I mean regarding the Shadow Pokémon plot since the last incident,” the reporter hurriedly corrected herself.

‘Fine…” Wes said, thinking the reporter as just another citizen of Orre who wasn’t completely right in the head. “Well…as you know, we’ve begun purifying Pokémon now, such as this one,” Wes said, motioning to the Quagsire. Rui petted the blue, fat blob on the head as it sat there happily, the only noticeable difference about the Pokémon from it being a Shadow Pokémon was that he was drooling more often than before – regardless, the reporter gasped loudly, pulled an apple out of nowhere, and threw it at the Quagsire before snapping some pictures.

"...why did you throw an apple at my Pokémon?" Rui asked timidly, as Quagsire continued to stare into space showing no sign of having noticed that an apple had hit him on the head in the first place.

"Don't you know anything?” the woman said impatiently. “That's the only way to take pictures - throw an apple at something to get its attention, and take a picture of it! That's what we learnt in training anyways. Now," she said, throwing an apple at Wes this time who managed to dodge the projectile, "what other Pokémon are purified?"

“...um, my Yanma and a few others have also been purified, although it may be a bit of a wait before the next one is purified,” Wes said quickly. ‘We also ended up getting given this Time Flute which supposedly summons Celebi…” At this the reporter’s eyes lit up. “But we’re not going to use it yet – we’ll wait first,” Wes continued, causing the reporter to look downcast.

“Espi Espeon,” (I still don’t get why it’s made out of plastic though…) Espeon mumbled to himself.

“What about Sherles?”

“What about Sherles?” Wes repeated blankly – when he realised that the reporter was getting ready to throw another piece of fruit at him though he hastily continued. “Well. I guess Sherles should have gotten back to Pyrite Town by now after spending all that time dealing with the Mt Battle area, and with a lot more Cipher agents to interrogate as well, so hopefully that means less for us to do now with this whole mess.”

“And what about- who are you?" the reporter cried, noticing a young woman walk past.

"...Who, me?" the woman replied with confusion. "I just massage Pokémon with this cologne case with the colognes sold in this town. Actually," she continued, turning to Wes and Rui and waving the white box at the two, "I thought I'd give you one since it could make some of the Shadow Pokémon happier and all..." Wes frowned as he thought about this - sure, it was a known thing that Pokémon liked massages, but some of the Pokémon they had that were still in their Shadow forms weren’t easy to control in the first place. Furthermore a number didn’t seem suitable for such a treatment - and he wasn't that fond of trying to massage one of those only to risk getting a Qwilfish slap him in the face, or the Noctowl try to peck him on the head.

"Hey, maybe Entei could use one of those," Rui suggested quietly to Wes. Wes blinked as he pulled out Entei's ball from his bag - the only thing he could currently imagine from that idea involved it going horribly wrong via a lot of fire. And pain.

"Well, it's worth a try-hey!" the woman cried as the reporter threw an apple at her which bounced off her head and rolled back to the reporter's feet.

"Have you had any dealings with Cipher?"

"...What?" the woman managed, before running off as the reporter picked up the apple again. As the woman ran off in fright the reporter gave chase, demanding answers for every apple she threw.

"...oh hey, she dropped this," Rui said, picking up the cologne case.Wes paid the box no attention however, too busy gazing at the small Poké Ball in his hand.

“Wes, are you still looking at that?” Rui laughed, noticing.

“Rui,” Wes sighed with exasperation, “you don’t understand yet, do you? This isn’t just a rare Pokémon – it’s Entei. A legendary Pokémon. I didn’t even think they really existed! And I was incredibly lucky to end up with it. He avoided the ground completely when he fell off of that platform – if that Poke Ball didn’t hit though he’d have gone...”

“Esp,” (SPLAT,) Espeon summed up.

“Umbreon! Umbre...” (And he has a handlebar moustache! I wish I had one...) Umbreon added enthusiastically. Espeon glanced at his brother and tried to picture him with Entei’s moustache, and then shuddered at the thought.

“Still,” Rui said, “it’s worrying that Cipher had it in the first place.”

“Yes...the few times I have tried to train him he...hasn’t listened to a word and just tried to set me on fire,” Wes agreed. “And his Shadow Bar hasn’t decreased a bit it seems...But I’m sure I’ll manage to get his trust eventually – it’ll just take a while and work.”

“Who knows where they got it from? And what they did to make it of all Pokémon a Shadow Pokémon...” Rui continued to muse. Her words fell on deaf ears though, as Wes merely smiled as he yet again envisioned him using Entei in a gym battle in a region of note, this daydream involving Entei punting all of his opponents’ Pokémon over the horizon as an adoring crowd threw money at him.

“By the way,” Rui continued, “is Entei…a he or a she?”

“…That’s a good question,” Wes acknowledged. “Let’s see what the P*DA has to say about that…” Pulling the gadget out of his bag, he pressed a few buttons and examined the screen. “It…says it’s ‘Unknown’? But I’m sure that all of the data would have been updated to it…” Wes mused.

“Well maybe we should ask Entei,” Rui said, grabbing the Poké Ball from Wes’ hand and shooting out Entei from the capsule. For once her aim wasn’t too bad, but nonetheless Entei appeared on the front lawn of a house a small distance away from the two trainers.

“Hey you! Get off of my lawn!” a man shouted from inside the house, and out came Duncan, waving a rake at the Entei.

“Hey, Entei, what’s your gender?” Rui shouted, oblivious to Duncan’s shouts of dismay at Entei who also seemed to ignore the old man, until the man jabbed at one of his legs with the rake.

“Entei!” (ROAR!) Entei shouted, and turned. Leaning forward, he stared at the senior’s face, before he grabbed the rake with his mouth and proceeded to chew on it angrily.

“Hey! That’s my rake!” Duncan shouted. Deciding he disliked the taste of rake, Entei set it on the ground, and then shot a ball of flame at it. The fire succeeded in reducing the rake into little more than ash, but it also had the side-effect of setting Duncan’s lawn on fire.

“My....my beautiful....lawn...” Duncan moaned quietly, failing to realise that his shoes had also caught on fire for a moment or two, at which point he started shouting loudly again and ran back inside in a wild panic. Wes hurriedly took the Ball off of Rui and recalled Entei.

“For goodness sake, Rui, you’ve got to stop doing that!” Wes cried. "Besides, it's better that we don't go around parading an Entei to people just like that, especially if it's a Shadow Pokémon! Even Sherles told us that!" Besides there’s every chance Cipher don’t know Entei survived as well.

“Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t expect he would...do that!” Rui shouted, before turning to her Quagsire. “Quagsire, go use Water Gun to put out those flames!”

“Quag!” (Duh!) Quagsire responded, before shooting out water from his mouth with a blank expression on his face, quickly putting out the fire and leaving a wet, blackened lawn and the strong smell of smoke and burnt grass. Satisfied the fire was out, they hurriedly retreated elsewhere in case Duncan returned.

“Good work, Quagsire,” Wes said, cautiously petting the Quagsire on the head, only to quickly retract his hand when he turned to stare at Wes with his beady eyes and smiled unnaturally.

“Yes, well done,” Rui said. “Maybe you should get a nickname...”

“Again, Rui?” Wes said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “Do we have to name half of these Pokémon which we may not even end up keeping? First Yanma became ‘Coffee’, then you called that Skiploom ‘Not Jerry’...”

“Quag!” (Name Peanuts!)

“...Espeon,” (...He says his name is Peanuts,) Espeon translated for them telepathically.

“Peanuts it is then!” Rui said happily, before she returned Quagsire to his Poké Ball as Wes sighed. The trainers turned a corner and approached Rui’s grandparent’s giant tree house, with Wes’ two Eeveelutions following.

Guess even in a normal day when we’re not fighting Cipher we have to do something ‘different’ like, say, set fire to someone’s lawn, Wes mused to himself as they walked inside. Duking’s Plusle ran up to them happily, telling them about all the potatoes he had eaten and how lazy Eagun’s Pikachu was. Oh well, at least these last few days we’ve had some peace and quiet, I suppose... Eagun quickly stood up when he saw the pair and waved his P*DA at them, which was playing an obnoxiously loud tune.

“Hey, you know how I don’t know much about this P...star...gameboy or something of yours,” Eagun started sounding rather flustered, “but it started beeping loudly at me and I’ve tried everything! I tried pressing buttons on it and then asking it nicely and then showing my beard off to it to try to make it be quiet but-”

“Here, let me,” Rui said, taking it off of her grandfather’s hands and pressing a single button, which silenced the device. “It’s simply a few e-mails that we’ve gotten....I wish you could turn off that option on this thing,” she grumbled, as she sat down and examined the list of emails. “First one is titled ‘Spam’. Huh.” Pressing another button, Rui begun reading. “spam spam spammy spammy mc spam spam. lols u just got spammed i is so hardcores! but no seriously i think u should go to inky mustys GO TO INKY MUSTYS or u will be CURSED with bad luck for 9 weeks! 9! SPAM ha see wut i did there?”

“How informative,” Wes remarked as Rui deleted the email and moved onto the next few emails.

“This one’s advertising dishwashers... this one tells us to repent before Dunsparce eats our children... oh, this one here is from Sherles!” Rui said loudly, interested again in the emails. “Says ‘Wes, I need you two to get to Pyrite City as soon as you can. You see, Johnson managed to screw things up again and we have more information as well about...’”

Peace and quiet? Easy come, easy go I suppose, Wes thought with a sigh. And how typical of Johnson as well...

Beluh frowned. “Well, Sherles can wait for you another half-an-hour I suppose – I’ve already cooked dinner so you might as well eat it!”

“Well I have no objections to that,” Wes said, grinning as he quickly read up on the rest of the message. “I’ll eat and then I’ll head back, I suppose, and see what’s going on over there. After all Sherles did strike a deal with me, so I guess I kinda have to help out until it’s over.”

“Hey, I’m coming too, you know!” Rui said hurriedly, almost automatically. Wes stopped reading and looked at her, confused.

Beluh frowned. “Dear, are you sure? Pyrite isn’t very, uh, nice and all, and shouldn’t the police deal with it now?”

“…I-I still want to help out, Grandma,” Rui stammered. “After all, I can recognise Shadow Pokémon…”

That is if they don’t try to punch the heck out of you first, Wes thought.

“Fair enough,” Beluh said. ‘Just be careful – we were worried more than enough when you said you were kidnapped, and we want you to be safe.” Rui nodded. “And of course, if Wes is ok with taking you back as well,” she added.

“...uh, yes, of course,” Wes acknowledged, before leaving the conversation as he moved towards the kitchen. How odd – she’s back with her grandparents and all here in Agate and yet…she wants to go to Pyrite. Eh, I guess she just wants to help stop Cipher still. It IS Rui, after all…

***

Miror B sighed as he took the elevator down to the ground floor after having prepared the phone message for Gonzap, idly observing the numbers on the display fluctuate randomly as he adjusted his headphones – there were only two floors that the elevator stopped on here but it seemed nobody had told the elevator this. Maybe when Nascour told me to upgrade the elevator system, I should have done more than just add music to the whole building, Miror B pondered. Oh well, music is too groovy for numbers, he decided cheerfully to himself, as the display informed him they were on the negative 509th floor.

So far, so good, Miror B continued to muse. I do wonder when Gonzap ends up calling - I hope he enjoys the music I put in that special message for him, not to mention the message! Ah, everything’s remaining peachy for me. Such a shame I have to take some dusty old train to a boring lab because of Nascour being worried about a traitor spilling all their secrets, and it’s a shame they found that out as well.

Miror B then smiled to himself as the elevator continued to descend slowly to the bottom of the tower, now nearly halfway down. Of course, I guess I can’t complain, seeing they don’t know that I’m the traitor, fufufu. I just have to be more careful I suppose, more subtle, although I did stop them from…doing whatever they were going to do. I know it didn’t involve getting me back Trudly and Folly though!

Frowning slightly now, the musical man thought back to a few days ago. I still can’t believe Nascour refused to send out some grunts to bust them out of Pyrite Jail! Sure, he had a point about how it would be a foolish waste of resources I suppose, but the way he talked about them like objects rather than people… and I’m sure they want to get out too. How else can I teach them new dances and how to be as groovy as me? After all I’ve done for them... I don’t want to just leave them abandoned like that. Oh, there were those two other women as well - they also probably want to get out! And then he raised the question of giving me another Shadow Pokémon by sending off one of my Ludicolo to Ein's Lab - I don't know how they make them evil and all but it can't be nice, and I'd never let that happen to one of my darlings! Their dancing ability could be hindered by that!

...But that was a spot of luck, to have Nascour just walk out of the room and leave his computer unguarded like that – he allowed me to do as I please and send a message about their plans at Mt Battle to the police. Good thing they don't check them! Things like that make me feel just dandy! It still seems that the best way for me to get off scot-free and have them out of trouble as well is to try and make their job of bringing down Cipher that much easier.

“Yes, I spoiled the secr-” Miror B begun happily in a burst of song, but just then the elevator stopped at the first floor and the doors opened wide. Startled, Miror B quickly begun again.

“~I...shot the sheriff! But I did not shoot the deputy!~” he managed, before falling quiet as the grunts wandering around the corridor disregarded him as usual. Yeah, I must be more careful than this, Miror B concluded to himself, mentally kicking himself. He briskly walked through the hallway towards another set of stairs, pausing only as he heard Dakim’s booming voice sound from the reception area.

“What do you mean it’s your job to sit there and not fight, man?” he asked loudly. “You’ll get fat! C’mon, if you get moving and start training, I’ll teach you how to kick people in the face! Ah, that always makes me feel good! You haven’t lived until you’ve done that, man!”

Miror B looked around the corner to observe Dakim lecturing the new receptionist. It didn’t seem like she would not last any longer than the previous people who had held her position, all six others either being fired for being too weird, or quitting because they declared Cipher to be too weird. This instance appeared to be destined to end up being a case of the latter, although Miror B decided against going there to help calm down Dakim’s excitement – Nascour had forbade him from talking to receptionists himself, for some unexplained reason. Instead Miror B moon-walked onwards, eager to leave and see what Ein was up to, and if there was anything else he could do there.

A few minutes later he had reached the train, which resembled more a large, white box with wheels attached to it haphazardly - it seemed one side had near twice the number of wheels on it than the other - and more scorch marks and dents then Miror B thought was possible. Skrub poked his head out a window, and nodded to Miror B.

"Lovely job Orre did with its splendid transportation system, eh?' he said bitterly, referring to the plans Orre had of revitalising the region only a decade ago, which had included the railway system. That had fallen though very quickly though, and all that remained was the few underground tracks that hardly anyone else was privy to its existence, and the Outskirt Stand's train. "You might as get on now - the sooner this ride is over, the better for both us and our stomaches." With that Skrub ducked his head back inside, and Miror B sighed and walked into the train carriage.

“Passengers,” a feminine voice came from the PA system within the train, “the train on platform…” Here the voice trailed off, before a deep masculine voice jumped in to add “insert platform number here,” before another pause followed. It then switched back to the woman’s voice. “…Will depart in…*insert generic number here*…Please refrain from putting your feet on the seats or smoking as this train is extremely…*flammable*. Have a nice day, and go Cipher!” Almost immediately the train groaned loudly in protest, before its wheels began squeaking loudly as the train gave a sudden, uneasy lurch forward, nearly causing Miror B to fall over as he hurriedly moved into a seat opposite Skrub. Slowly the train started to reach a more consistent speed as it rumbled through the underground tunnel.

The two men sat in silence for a while, save for the occasional quiet grumble from Skrub. Miror B observed the man - he was very clearly still annoyed about his demotion. In fact,Miror B pondered,I'd say right now he's more dissatisfied than me.

"Ever been to Ein's lab before?" Miror B asked.

"No, and I don't particularly want to either," Skrub replied bitterly, tugging unconsciously at the blue scarf around his neck.

"Annoyed at Nascour, eh?" Miror B said.

'Well of course I am! Pay cut, boring guard duty, and all because I failed the impossible. That Wes guy..." Suddenly, a thought came to Miror B.

"Oh, indeed. He's quite the battler - I had no chance against him myself despite my dance-off, and neither did Dakim it seems. And Dakim had an Entei with him as well."

Skrub stared, distracted from his initial thoughts on why Miror B was having a dance-off. "Wait, Dakim had...that? And you lost too - seems odd to me two Admins would lose like that-Entei? Are you serious?" he questioned, frowning angrily.

"Well... of course. Nascour got them for his favourite Admins - he likes to play favourites. Why else did he give one to Dakim then, who’s not that...well, smart? And why did Dakim not receive a demotion? He's still got work to do." Miror B knew this was not true - he himself had been offered the chance for a legendary but had decided to wait it out for Cipher to get one who could actually dance. Not that it seemed that the Shadowfication process helped in that manner at all...

"Well, he's a great leader, isn't he?" Skrub spat.

"Yeah, I know - he's quite un-fabulous. Doesn't even allow me to get my two colleagues back, and I'm also now off to nowhere land.”

Skrub began muttering darkly to himself some more, as Miror B smiled to himself. Maybe I can ally myself with this fellow and help further my cause! The sooner I can get out of Cipher, the sooner I can get my own dance studio again! I just need to keep him thinking that way for a while first, let him dwell on it, and everything will be just dandy! And I have just the thing...

"But I don't see much point dwelling too much on that... say, do you mind me playing some music out loud?" Skrub shrugged, which Miror B took as a yes. Removing his headphones, he set up the radio he had carried with him to play the next track, knowing well what song was coming up next. A string of notes from an electric guitar begun, before a singer joined in.

You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world...

Miror B observed Skrub think to himself as the music played, while tapping his foot in time to the music. Ah, it's nice to have someone else see the bad side of this in some sort of way, and even nicer to see they don't have a half-bad taste in music as well!he thought to himself. Now to just keep him thinking like that...ah, the power of music.Miror B began searching for his tapes to look for relevant songs. "Fight The Power... Uprising..." he mumbled to himself.

***

Meanwhile, Gonzap was sitting about in a make-shift hideout in a little-known section of Eclo Canyon. Only he and a handful of loyal grunts remained for now, the rest having been picked up by the police when Wes had blown that darned hideout up. He planned to move back in a good while after the Police presence left and begin repair work, but for now there was little for him to do but wait.

But right now he was scowling for a different reason.

"What the hell did they do to this Skarmory?" he shouted to nobody in particular, as the Skarmory in question flew around haphazardly. "I thought Shadow Pokémon were supposed to listen to you and be stronger, not have a fit whenever someone mentions the word flowers!" At that, the Skarmory reacted.

“Skarrrr!” (I hate the flowersssss!) he cried and gave a loud screech, before he started flying faster. Unfortunately for the Skarmory, he flew into a canyon wall beak-first, and ended up getting it stuck firmly into the clumpy wall. Sighing, Gonzap recalled his new Shadow Pokémon which he had received straight from Ein's lab the day previous, and took out his phone.

"Well, whatever. I'm going to give Nascour a call, both to complain about my Shadow Pokémon, and to find out what he wanted us to do in the meantime. Hard to stay in hiding efficiently without..." Gonzap mumbled, starting to mutter darkly under his breath. Dialling an extraordinarily long number – Cipher insisted that the more numbers it had in its phone number, the harder it would be for someone to find it out - he then held the phone to his ear. After a few rings, the tone cut off suddenly, as obnoxiously cheerful music blazed out. A few grunts looked with curiosity as Gonzap shouted out loud and jumped a bit.

"Hello, dear!" the voice of Miror B chimed in time to the tune, as Gonzap recovered from the surprising intro and turned down the volume on his phone. "This is just a voice recording message here... But I've gotta get this message to you, hold on!' Miror B sung suddenly, before reverting back to speech as if nothing had happened. "Nascour said to tell you this, so... ahem, well, Cipher has decided to cut ties with Snagem. Not sure why myself; something about having to cut losses and run?"

The onlooking grunts frowned a bit, noticing Gonzap fall silent. He quietly turned up the volume on the phone again so that everyone else could hear the message.

"Yeah, I don't know, Nascour seems to be acting rather strange at the moment," Miror B's voice continued, "but he said he simply wasn't able to help you guys out anymore, that that was just as well because he had enough of watching you fail or something? Seemed odd to me, as I thought you guys did a pretty good job before Wes made things very un-cheery for all of us - Cipher's been taking hits too now! Anyways, Nascour says he hopes you understand. Oh, he also asked about your eyebrows-"

At that point the message stopped, but not because Miror B had finished speaking, but because Gonzap had thrown the phone at the rocky wall, breaking it into pieces. Everyone stood and looked to their leader, silence engulfing the cavern.

'Right, men," Gonzap said steadily. "Cipher seems to have screwed us over, but I figure we might as well take matters into our own hands. Priorities change, boys! We'll worry about paying Wes back later - Cipher seems to have just outdone him somehow," he continued, as he patted his eyebrows, now starting to slowly grow back - but it would be months before they returned to their former glory. "Even if we're wanted, I'm sure the police force would be less inclined to chase us down if we, say, lend them a helping hand..."

***

Wes sighed as they pulled into Pyrite Town again. The several hours of advertisements courtesy of the Zoomer's radio - which he still hadn't been able to fix - was bad enough – he wasn’t keen about hearing the same advertisement about someone selling the exclamation mark a hundred times. Gazing into town, he suddenly caught sight of a horde of reporters who, having noticed him and Rui arrive, quickly move forward to greet them, brandishing their microphones and cameras.

"Man, what I would give to be able to set Entei on them," he muttered to Rui who laughed. She had been oddly quiet during the trip back. Not that Wes minded - it just struck him as a bit odd of Rui.

"Pity we're supposed to keep his existence hush-hush," Rui said.

"Yeah, I guess we'll just have to distract them with something else," Wes said. "Espeon, if you'd do the honours...?"

"Esp, esp," (Sure, sure,) Espeon replied. Focusing on the sandy ground in front of them, Espeon levitated a bunch of sand particles and sent them flying around them. As the reporters recoiled from what appeared to them to be a sudden sandstorm, the group made a run for it through an alleyway leading to the police station.

“Where did they go?” they heard one reporter shout from afar.

“Let’s ask the sandstorm!” another shouted, before loud shouting began from the reporters attempting to get the sandstorm’s name.

"Nice work there," Wes said as they ran, grinning. Just like the old days before I was caught up in stopping Cipher - my Pokémon helping me get past obstacles...although they never before involved reporters. Normally just angry shopkeepers or gangs.

Within a few minutes they were there, the police station looking much busier now with the extra police force - some had already recovered from their part in the clash at Mt Battle, and Wes noticed that the prison cells seemed somewhat overcrowded - one was even holding a sign through the window which read 'Will dance for escape!'.

Sherles greeted them as they walked in. "Hello, you two. Hmm, didn’t expect you’d come as well, Rui,” Sherles added, as he took his seat. Rui shrugged quietly, as Wes pondered. True – he only asked for me to come, he thought, thinking back to the email. “Anyways, it’s a right mess this town is in right now, and we may need further assistance thanks to a…recent event."

"Oh? What's up?" Wes said as he and Rui sat down in a pair of chairs.

"Just ask Johnson..." Sherles said tiredly, before he leaned his head around a corner. "Johnson, get over here!" After a moment Johnson walked in.

"Oh...hello, Wes and Rui! How's everything-"

"Johnson, mind explaining to them what happened?” Sherles said, busy examining a video screen on his desk.

“Oh…well, somehow a couple of people broke out of prison,” Johnson said sheepishly. “Only those two women – Ferth and Reama-”

“Ferma and Reath,” Sherles corrected.

“They got out, as well…as…” Johnson said, trying to remember. “…George and Fred?”

“Folly and Trudly!”

“Oh, yeah, chief. Anyways, whoever broke them out was like a ninja! I heard nothing!” Johnson insisted, before Sherles coughed gruffly.

“Well, maybe you want to see this then – I’ve found the moment of the break-out on this video footage,” Sherles said, holding up the screen for all concerned to see. All observed a strange-looking man with an odd-looking helmet and in cipher-like gear walk down a corridor and wave at the four people who were seemingly ignoring each other.

“Hang on…he looks kinda like…Miror B…?” Wes said, noting his yellow clothing.

“Only less…well, cool-looking,” Rui added. “Well, it’s true – he does look lame,” she said as Wes looked at her. Well, she has a point, Wes agreed to himself.

The man then summoned a Sandslash, which quickly broke the jail lock for him. Ferma and Reath walked out slowly and confused, while Folly and Trudly seemed to shout at the man and run off instead. Suddenly, someone spoke loudly off-screen.

“Hey, who’s there!” Johnson’s voice sounded. “What’s going on!?”

Seeming to panic, the strange man on-screen shouted back “Nothing!” After a pause, Johnson’s voice replied back “Oh, ok,”, and the three escaped.

“…Johnson, how can you be so stupid?” Sherles said after a moment of silence.

“What do you mean? You saw what happened – nothing was going on, so I didn’t suspect a thing!” Johnson said quickly.

“…Oh for… whatever!” Sherles said finally, seemingly having had more than enough of Johnson for the day, or for that matter his lifetime. “Anyways, we ended up recapturing Ferma and Reath – they had been at Miror B’s old hideout oddly enough, so we assume the man is there too – however we fear he may have some Shadow Pokémon, so…” he trailed off, handing them a sheet of paper describing the man in further detail.

“We’ll be right on it!” Rui said quickly, as Wes nodded. “But what do you make of…his appearance, and did you find Folly and Trudly?”

“Well, it does appear that his helmet is painted like Miror B’s afro would be there,” Sherles said, “and he’s also dressed in yellow like Miror B was, but he can’t be the same person. Another piece of footage we’ve found earlier showed him attempting to dance…he wasn’t good. Maybe he’s a dedicated follower? As for those two men, we haven’t found them yet, and to be honest they weren’t exactly on top of our priority list. It is odd that they decided to run away from him, so we won’t mind asking him about that as well. That’s not all – Wes, we’ll need to go over some other details on Team Snagem so we can stand a better chance of finding Gonzap…”

“Sure,” Wes said. “I guess first Rui and I will go investigate...” With that the two left the police station. Just then, the phone rang. Sighing, Sherles moved to pick it up, only for Johnson to quickly get it first.

“Hello, madam, this is Officer Johnson, the officer of this Police station, madam!” he quickly babbled, before pausing to listen. “…oh sorry, madam-I mean, sir! This is officer- ok,” Johnson said, handing it to Sherles. “It’s for you,” he whispered with a wink.

“Yes, I know, Johnson,” Sherles said. “It is my phone.”

“Oh,” Johnson said, taking the phone back suddenly. “This is Officer Johnson again, wishing to say ‘I’m sorry, sir, for that is not my phone and I picked it up by accident!” he shouted, before he continued. “…I’m sorry, sir, for this is-” At that Sherles snatched the phone back.

“Yes, sorry about that,” he said with a sigh. “Who is this?”

***

Miror B grinned tiredly as he and Skrub hopped off the train, which had finally reached their destination. That train is most un-dandy, Miror B decided, as the PA system activated again with the same changing voices problem.

“The train on platform…*insert platform number here*… has arrived at… *insert station here*... Thank you for helping us help you help us all.” Skrub glared at the train, and walked ahead as Miror B followed.

Ah, but now this groovy fellow is on my side, he thought happily. Although he seemed a bit doubtful on learning about dance from me after this is over, he’s very keen to bring Cipher down from the inside! For now though, I must greet Ein. With that Miror B placed his headphones on again quickly and attached them to his radio, and resumed walking.

They walked through a pair of doors and up a flight of stairs to be greeted by a sterile environment of clean metallic rooms populated by a group of scientists hard at work, who ignored the two people arrive. Miror B frowned at them all.

“Darlings, where’s the fun? The music?” he said with dismay, getting their attention. As they stopped working and gazed at his appearance, and before Skrub could advise Miror B to keep quiet, he was off, leaping on the table, setting down his radio and beginning a dance to the song that was currently playing.

“Oh lordy, Oh lordy, you know I need some loving!” he sung. The scientists stared, save for the few which were trying to protect their work from Miror B’s shoes trampling over them.

“Move me, touch me!”

“…what?” one responded. Miror B ignored this as he continued to dance.

“John, I’m only dancing!”

“My name’s not John!” the scientist cried in protest. “Can you please…not do that? Whoever you are?”

“Gosh, you’re all so unfun,” Miror B complained, opting to stop dancing upon noticing that nobody had joined in. “Don’t you even know this song?”

“Oh, I didn’t…realise…” the scientist replied, only now noticing the giant, pink set of headphones around Miror B’s large, distracting afro.

"Hey, maybe I should set up some music for you to work to then-” Miror B began.

“No, please don’t,” Ein said quickly, as he emerged from an office. “Anything but that. Now, what are you doing here?”

“Hello,” Miror B said, shooting his most dazzling smile as Skrub stood still, wondering if Miror B was always like that or if he was simply trying to put off the group with his antics. Somehow he felt that it was the former. “We came here…oh, whenever did you get yourself that unstylish beard?” he queried, noticing Ein’s new facial hair with disapproval. “Last week you didn’t have anything-”

“Side effect from a coffee I’ve been drinking,” Ein explained as he stroked it, yawning. “Been keeping myself up from a special batch I made up and it’s been keeping me awake rather well – unfortunately it turns out it has a few side effects. Although a similar version worked wonders on a Yanma as I recall,” he grinned. “Anyways, again – why are you here?”

“Essentially,” Skrub piped up, “Nascour says that stuff is going badly, so he’s shut off the communication system and sent us to contact you instead. You’ll need to finish up what you are doing for the time being and shut up shop here.”

Ein frowned. “Well, I wish to finish up what I am doing properly, you know – I’d need another two days at the very least-”

“Then take three or four,” Skrub said with a smile. “It’s not that urgent, I’m sure – just take your time, and when you are done, we’ll sit tight,” Skrub explained. Miror B frowned at first until he saw Skrub give him a small wink. Ah, he’s delaying them further, Miror B smiled to himself. Yes, he is a delightful ally indeed! All he needs is his own theme music and a dance.

Ein nodded. “Fair enough. I suppose I’ll need you to come with me then so that I can find a place for you to sleep – heck, you can take my room, I’m not sleeping for a while yet,” Ein said, motioning for them to follow them. Miror B however stood still, hearing a faint tune come from a side room.

“What’s going on…there?” he asked quietly, peering inside. A Pokémon appeared to be tired up to a horizontally spinning wheel, as several speakers blared loudly at it.

You spin me right round, baby
Right round
Like a record, baby
Right round, round, round!

“You’re…”

“Yes, using music to shadowfy them,” Ein explained. “It works rather well.”

“But that’s…that’s…” Miror B cried, at a loss for words.

“And yet,” Ein continued, not seeming to detect the music-man’s anguish, “it also works too well – I suppose this’ll be the last time I try this method if it doesn’t work well. For instance, it ruined a perfectly good Skarmory! I underestimated its effectiveness – it left the specimen in a state of rage and little else, so it won’t make for much of a battler. Now then, let’s go,” Ein ordered. Miror B slowly did so, while silently fuming to himself.

It’s worse than I thought! he thought. Heck, that song isn’t even good – it has no soul, just....spinning!

Well, this un-fabulous place isn’t going to last! I’ll see if I can’t do anything about that! I’ll give them a taste of their own medicine!

...But first I need to give my Ludicolo a dancing work-out. They need all the fitness they can get, the darlings!

***

“Ok, we’ve been wondering around for a good while – if he’s not at the end of this god-forsaken tunnel then he can’t be here anymore,” Wes mumbled as he walked along the familiar underground tunnels of the cave Miror B had hidden in, Espeon leading the way acting as the guide having recalled the twist and turns of the place thanks to his psychic abilities. Umbreon was quietly walking about examining the surrounding underground water.

“Espeon...” (What’s with you?) Espeon asked curiously.

“Umb. Umbreon,” (I don’t trust water at the moment. Reporters may jump out at us,) Umbreon said simply. Espeon shrugged.

“Espeon...esp,” (Unfortunately that is a valid fear... and all this water does seem odd as well,) he acknowledged.

“Well, there doesn’t appear to be anyone back from where we came from...” Rui said softly as they turned a corner.

“Umb,” (Wait,) Umbreon said suddenly, as his ears perked up. Pausing for a moment, he then nodded. “Umbreon!” (I definitely hear something!) Espeon quickly communicated telepathically with Umbreon and then focused his psychic energy towards the end.

“Esp, Espeon,” (Yep, someone’s at the end where Miror B was before,) Espeon confirmed as they started moving quickly to the end of the pathway – soon enough, the door of the small cavern where Miror B had battled them was lying in front of them

“Right, I guess it’s time to get ready for another battle then,” Wes said to himself. Opening the door silently, a loud blast of off-key music greeted his ears – much like Miror B’s salsa, only playing at twice the tempo. The man they had been looking for was standing on the stage which had been seemingly left behind by Sherles and the police force, attempting to dance with the music but with little success. Gazing about, Wes noticed the room was now filled with what appeared to be a lot of Miror B themed merchandise, from fake afros to books and videos on dancing covering a large amount of the floor. The overwhelming sights and sounds prompted Wes to hurriedly close the door.

“I have a feeling he likes Miror B,” Wes said after a moment. “Do we have to apprehend him?” he added jokingly. “You know, in the case we have to dance again or something…”

“Espeon,” (Or in the case we go deaf,) Espeon added.

“Umbreon! Umb, eon!” (Let’s just take him down already! Sooner we do that, the sooner we’re out of Pyrite!) Umbreon said enthusiastically.

“Yeah, you have a point,” Wes said. Opening the door again and walking in with the others following while covering their ears, Wes shouted at the man. “Hello!” he tried. This seemed to get the man’s attention, as he jumped off the platform.

“Umbreo-” (Hey, do you mind if we arrest yo-) Umbreon started, before Espeon wacked on the head to shut him up.

“Espeon esp? Es-esp espeon!” (Have you forgotten I’m not exactly allowed to go about ordering people to walk into jail? This fic-err, whole thing with Cipher would have ended by now if that was the case!)

“I suppose you want this key these two women had!” the man shouted. “Well, you’ll never take it from me! ...Fine, take it,” he said, quickly changing his mind and throwing a key at the group before he went back to his attempts at dancing.

“…ok…” Rui said, picking up the key and looking at it in confusion. “Elevator key,” Rui read out loud.

“…Well…thanks?” Wes said, equally as confused by the random offering. “I suppose… you like Miror B then…” he said, glancing around the room.

“You know of the great Miror B!?” the man shouted. “Maybe you know more than those two women! They weren’t true Miror B lovers so I let them get caught again...but maybe you are different! Quickly! I, Mirakle B. command you to lead me to him!” he ordered. Wes looked at him – he wore a helmet which was painted in the same colours and way Miror B’s afro had, but the result just looked rather lame. And…Mirakle B? That’s an even stranger name…

“Um…we don’t know where he is at the moment,” he answered. “But…”

“Well maybe you have a better copy of his music then I can have?” Mirakle B asked. When the two shook their heads, he gasped loudly. “So…you are trying to find out where he is and claim his awesomeness for yourself like those two women who claimed to be his true followers!” the self-proclaimed Mirakle B declared, posing as the off-pitch music continued to blaze.

“...No, I’m-”

“None shall stop me! I’m the true heir of Miror B! But as he’s not here, I’ll prove that to you, and then grow me an afro, and then find Miror B! Go, my Pokémon!” Mirakle B cried. With that, the man sent out a Furret and Seaking, and then attempted to dance – but only managed to fall over in the process.

“Seak-ing…” (Seaking- eff-blub,) the fish Pokémon managed as it fell straight onto the ground and flopped about, feeling rather down about the lack of water and beginning to breathe awkwardly. Meanwhile the Furret decided to go and investigate why Mirakle B had fallen over rather than contribute to the battle.

“…Fine, I’ll just bring you down,” Wes said confidently. After all if he is any good at battling, I have an Entei to fall back on – I’ll leave him in here with an angry pyromaniac. “Espeon and Umbreon, bring down the Seaking!” he commanded.

“Espeon,” (No need to,) Espeon remarked, tilting his head at the Seaking which had already fainted thanks to a lack of air.

“I really ought to get it a fish tank or something,” Mirakle B mused as he stood up and recalled his Pokémon.

“But…don’t fish Pokémon normally manage just fine out of water breathing-wise?” Rui questioned.

“He’s allergic to air,” Mirakle B explained matter-of-factly as he tried to push the Furret off of himself. “No, go and attack them,” he tried to explain. “And go, Electrode! Do…an Explosion!” he instructed, throwing out a Poké Ball.

“Get back!” Wes shouted to his Pokémon, only to notice that nothing came out of the Poké Ball – squinting at it, he noticed that it had a smiley face drawn on it. After a moment, Mirakle B sighed.

“Come on - do something, Electrode!” he shouted at the empty Poké Ball. “Oh wait, maybe you’re upside-down again...try Double Kick then, Voltorb!” he shouted at the object enthusiastically, as the Furret cocked his head at his trainer.

“I think he’s not quite right in the head…” Rui said to Wes quietly.

“That’s probably an understatement,” Wes replied.

***

Andrew stood outside Sherles’ office, quietly watching the sheriff barely seem to control himself from having a shouting match with whoever it was he was speaking to on the phone. Poor guy – stuck alone with Johnson at the best of times, and still busy as heck even with us about, he thought. He’s a gruff fellow, but he’s certainly putting the region in front of himself given what I’ve seen him do the last few days. And anyone who can survive over a week of Johnson deserves a medal.

...maybe he’s talking to Johnson on the phone? That’d explain his mood.

Right on cue to disprove that theory, Johnson walked in and grinned. “Hello, Andrew!” he said, as he groaned. “Say – I’ve always wondered about this – what was the best thing before sliced bread? I think it’s cheese, and my Magikarp seems to think jam.”

“Why do you keep talking to me so much?!” Andrew said bluntly, as Sherles finally finished his phone call and put down the phone before sighing to himself.

“Oh, Wes said something about giving you company,” Johnson replied.

“…he did, did he?” Andrew said, frowning.

“Yep!” Johnson said happily, oblivious to Andrew’s sudden change in attitude from distress to silent anger. “So, what do you think is the…” Johnson began to ramble again.

He told Johnson to talk to me!? How dare he! How sneaky of him!

“Johnson, stop talking about bread and listen up,” Sherles said, walking out of his office. “Here’s the deal – I just spoke to the mayor of Orre, and he…demanded some changes to the way we handle things.”

“Oh? What’s that?” Johnson asked. Andrew barely registered Sherles’ words, too caught up in his thoughts.

I’ll make sure he suffers as much as I had to, somehow, Andrew decided.

“First off, he says the police force brought in from the other regions is to stop working on Cipher and Snagem and just help restore peace to the towns. Claims that after our bust-up he does not feel that ‘Cipher is a threat any longer and that we’ve essentially broken them up,’ so they ‘might as well clean up the towns before we send them back’.”

Hours of talking to Johnson! Question after question of stupidity!

“I have to disagree with him – I can’t believe that we’ve done everything – we still don’t know anything about where they made Shadow Pokémon and so forth!” Sherles grumbled.

But how do I get back at him? Ask Johnson to talk to him now?

“And he also wants Wes to be thrown in jail for the time being until we get his doings with Team Snagem properly straightened out,” Sherles added with a sigh. “Well done, Mr Mayor – let’s jail the person who has helped us the most!”

Bingo!

“Well, maybe we should,” Andrew said. “How can we take his word? And didn’t he blow up a building? Could have killed people, regardless of if they worked for Team Snagem or not! Plus…there’s his previous crimes as well to consider, surely,” Andrew said quickly. Sherles frowned at him.

“A sticker for keeping to the letter of the law, aren’t you? Just like our fine mayor,” Sherles said bitterly. “Unfortunately his authority overrides mine, so I’ll be doing just that – you do have a point.”

“…So Wes is a bad guy after all? I thought he was good,” Johnson said, seemingly confused.

“…Well, let’s say he’s good but may need some talking to about things beforehand,” Sherles tried to explain.

“Maybe I should ask Magikarp about this,” Johnson pondered aloud.

Yes! Then he can have fun sitting in jail while…Johnson talks to him all day! Andrew thought to himself happily. “So who’s bringing him in? Shall I?” Andrew asked eagerly. Sherles frowned as he took out a pipe and begun to smoke, considering the question and situation.

No, something is up, Sherles mused. Why would the mayor want this to happen now? And out of the blue like this? Even if he’s just stupid Wes doesn’t deserve this – he’s been what I needed to start cleaning up this town. I don’t like it…my police senses are tingling. But if I must- wait. I have just the ticket.

“No, I think I’ll send Johnson to pick him up,” Sherles answered. “Johnson, get over to Miror B’s old hideout – that’s where Wes will be. Bring Wes back here along with that other fellow Wes was meant to bring in, and if otherwise report back,” Sherles ordered. “Obviously, don’t let him on to the fact that he’ll be arrested as well, because…well.”

After considering upon asking ‘why’, Johnson decided against it and instead settled for answering with “Sir, yes sir!” before he hurriedly ran off. Andrew looked at Sherles questioningly.

“Oh, I figured I’ll give him half a chance to succeed first – if not, then your police force can deal with it,” Sherles explained. “After all, he needs to improve sometime. Unless you wish to go help him out now?”

“…no, Sheriff – I see your point,” Andrew said hurriedly. No way I’m going to volunteer myself to go with Johnson, he shuddered to himself. “I’ll inform the others of their new duties then, I suppose,” Andrew said, leaving the room. Sherles smiled to himself.

Knowing Johnson, he’ll screw things up. That’ll buy me a bit more time to look into things, and for Wes to hopefully realise something is up…

***

Meanwhile, Wes and Rui were carrying an unconscious Mirakle B back to the police station, emerging from the cave and heading back down the building – Wes holding the head and Rui the legs. The strange man had ended up stomping on the Poké ball he believed was a Pokémon and then apologised profusely to it, stating that he’d help give it an afro. Wes merely during the distraction sent out Makuhita to do what he did best – punch people in the head, and he did just so, the attack resulting in Mirakle B fainting. They hastily left the noisy room carrying the man with them, with Duking’s Plusle following them, Rui thinking a bit of exercise would do the Pokémon some good. Mirakle B’s Furret was following them curiously – it didn’t seem in the slightest bit worried that they had just knocked out his trainer.

“Espeon…” (Curiously, why aren’t you…doing anything?) Espeon asked the Pokémon as they walked back.

“Fur! Furret!” (But I am! I’m following you!) Furret explained happily.

“…Espeon…” (…Silly me, I didn’t realise…) Espeon said, rolling his eyes.

“Plusle?” (Well why are you doing that then?)

“Ret…Furret!” (Well he once told me to follow him…so I’ve done just that ever since!) Furret explained.

“Plusle! Plus plus pluuuss!” (Same with me and potatoes! Duking once said ‘eat this’, and so I did and now I like to eat all of the potatoes in the world!) Plusle squealed, jumping about excitedly on top of Mirakle B.

“Aww, it’s cute when he gets excited,” Rui said. “But I suppose we better take you back to Duking when we return…whoever this guy is to Sherles… why do people have to be so heavy?” Rui complained as they navigated their way down the stairs.

Suddenly, Johnson appeared as they reached the bottom floor and pointed at them. “You!” he shouted.

“…Yes, me,” Wes confirmed. “Mind helping us carry him back?” he asked, as Johnson nodded.

“Yes, I will take you back to the police station and not tell you that you’re going to be arrested as Sherles was told to tell me to do,” Johnson said as he took Rui’s position.

“Wait, what?” Wes said, dropping Mirakle B on his head and staring at Johnson. “Arrest me?”

“Um…don’t worry, I didn’t tell you that,” Johnson explained. Wes sighed slowly.

“…Espeon, I no longer care about what I’m supposedly not allowed to do – just get him to tell us what happened,” Wes instructed. Before Johnson could realise what had happened, he was suddenly explaining to Wes what had happened at the police station.

“…So the mayor wants you in prison…? But why?” Rui said to Wes finally after Johnson finished. Deciding that Johnson told all he knew that was relevant, Espeon released his mental hold on Johnson, who blinked and then looked at Wes.

“I’ve no idea,” Wes said to Rui. “Sure, the reasons mentioned made sense…but Sherles had gotten us off the hook if we helped out back when we were initially put in prison. I guess the mayor doesn’t know of that, and so thinks me a threat. Despite my help…”

“Wes, I may need you to come with me to be arrested, but I won’t tell you that last part,” Johnson said, not seeming to realise that he had blabbed only a moment ago.

“Johnson, Sherles changed his mind – you to help us get us out of here,” Wes said. “He also advised that you help out by speaking as little as possible.”

“Can do!” Johnson said, accepting this with a slight nudge of persuasion on Espeon’s part. “So…what do I do again?”

“Try thinking, I suppose,” Wes suggested.

“Actually,” Rui said, realising that Johnson’s thinking skills would probably be more a hindrance than anything, “try and see where this elevator is that this key opens access to, apparently,” she said, handing Johnson the key Mirakle B had thrown at them. Johnson nodded and walked off to begin his investigation.

“Espeon espi...” (Every time I encounter that man’s mind I feel like I’ve gotten stupider...) Espeon whinged.

“Well, I doubt I can just walk out of town, as probably the rest of the police force knows about me…” Wes mused.

“Found it!” Johnson shouted by a nearby door, waving the key triumphantly at them before looking at a sign on the door. “See, it fits! Allows you to take an elevator to The Under...”

“Wait, The Under?” Wes said, thinking about the name and recalling a person tell him about it by the bridge over Pyrite Town’s canyon. “Isn’t that the underground mining town or something?”

“Yes,” Johnson said. “Some people have direct access to the place in their homes, so I guess this building does too.”

‘Well that fixes things! I’ll hide out there for now and see how things go. Johnson...” Wes began, quickly thinking up a hasty plan. Well I can’t have him go talking to the police that he let me escape – and from what I heard it is a rowdy place so maybe some sort of police presence will help me further…even if it is Johnson. Maybe they don’t know about him? “You can come help me out there, I suppose,” Wes said. Johnson nodded and walked through the door toward the elevator, with Espeon and Umbreon quickly hurrying behind as well, sensing their trainer’s sudden urgency.

“I’m coming too!” Rui said as per usual. Wes however shook his head at the teenager.

“No… not this time. I’m quite sure The Under isn’t exactly…well, safe – it’s supposed to be worse than Pyrite! And I don’t…want you to risk even further trouble for my neck,” Wes said, feeling a bit awkward.

“But-”

“You did agree to Beluh to take it easy and be careful,” Wes said. “And after all… you can still help me out if you must – I’d need you to mislead the police for a while as well if you can,” Wes said, as he walked onto the elevator himself. “And I suppose someone has to return Mirakle B as well,” he added, looking at the temporarily forgotten man and shaking his head. “Maybe they can put him in a home or something...”

“…Ok,” Rui answered eventually, sounding rather uncertain of her answer. Confused at her reluctance even now, Wes shrugged.

“Hey, if it blows over I’ll make sure to say hi again back in Agate,” he offered, as he pressed a button on the elevator, causing the elevator to begin descending. “But the sooner I get moving the better! See you again!” he called. “Maybe,” he added softly to himself.

“Why aren’t we going up? Is this the right way?” Johnson yelled out looking rather confused, as Wes face-palmed.

“Plusle…” (I wonder if there are potatoes down there…) Plusle wondered aloud, managing to ignore Rui’s sad frown as the two men disappeared from sight, and as Mirakle B groaned in pain from his slumber.

***


Right, hope you enjoyed that. Here's the spoiler of doom linking things from here to the game and vice versa:
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Cipher be a-plotting - the game still doesn't show much of what is happening behind the scenes of Cipher so to speak but looking at things they do adopt a more defensive strategy after the failed Mt Battle attack, even to the point of the lab people working under Ein finishing up their work. At the same time a certain friend in high places does help out later down the track.

Team Snagem - however, one does get the feeling that Cipher half-forgot Team Snagem around then (and in Pokemon XD certainly something has happened between the two teams). About the only thing that becomes apparent is that Gonzap still hates Wes, and later is trying to put Snagem back together in the game... So I added a little link there.

Miror B's back flip - Miror B also disappears from the story until the end, and yet in XD features very largely, seemingly acting against Cipher, so I kept with that and made Miror B to be the instigator. After all, what self-respecting person would be satisfied with a lack of a dance floor in a high-ranking position of a criminal syndicate? ;p

Colonge Case - figured this item deserved a mention at least once. It's another method to purifying Pokemon in the game - buy some scents from the Agate Village Mart and massage your Pokemon, which makes them happier and helps to purify them. Of course you need a bit of money for that... you get the item from an NPC after going to Mt Battle.

Sherles' request - in the game you are asked by Sherles via email (who note had in the game been twiddling his thumbs with Johnson the whole time for the most part until now and somehow gotten your number in-between) to go back to Pyrite. Firstly though you're meant to visit a place for a short bit, but that's an uneventful occurrence and so I dropped it for the time being. The problem? They found Reath and Ferma in the hideout and arrested them, so they thought...you'd like to know that. That allows you to talk to them though and get a key (which one hints in their sleep opens a door to an elevator in the hideout). Exciting! As for Folly and Trudly - they also escape jail but later on in the game - not that it affects anything.

Underground train systems - it turns out Orre has transport!...well, for Cipher's advantage at any rate. Not much to say about these, but at least one links from the Pokemon Lab Ein is in.

Skrub – he’s actually a more-significant character in the game...slightly – you do fight him twice and he’s distinguished from the rest of the characters with a blacker suit and a blue scarf. Here though I gave him more of a role by building on his dislike of Wes netting him a boring guard job and had him hate Cipher’s higher ups for his demotion as well.

Mirakle B - an odd character, even by Orre standards, and something of an easter egg in that not many find out about him - he's entirely optional! He can be found in the same spot Miror B was in his hideout after beating Miror B (and leaving town iirc) and before beating the main storyline which is rather selective - it also involves fighting everyone in the hideout again. He claims to be growing an afro and being Miror B's heir of all things. The game gives you no more on him than that, and he never appears again (not even in Colosseum's sequel). He also has an altered version of Miror B's theme... He can be challenging if you take him on early enough, but otherwise nothing of note. Oh, and apparently he's a Cipher Peon (?).

The Under - the next destination Wes goes to (only in the game it's with Rui and not Johnson). Literally underneath Pyrite hence the name...
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Breaking the fourth wall again, huh?

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“I was taking pictures of Pokémon,” the reporter replied as water dripped from her clothing and hair to the ground – she didn’t seem to mind a bit however. “But as you are here, I need to ask you a few questions so our readers know what has happened regarding the plot since the last chapter which has been all too long ago.”
Oh, reporters.

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“Espeon esp? Es-esp espeon!” (Have you forgotten I’m not exactly allowed to go about ordering people to walk into jail? This fic-err, whole thing with Cipher would have ended by now if that was the case!)
Maybe it would be better that way so that you don't go updating the fic again in eight months time. *gets shot*

Have to say, interesting developments of Miror B there. Looks like he's really going to take manners in his own hands now. Very sly of him to lie Skrub about the favorites part, haha. Also I love his reaction to that Right Round song. I hate that song too. XD

The part where the reporters came and Entei burned Duncan's lawn I love it. Also, today (well my time at least) is the real Duncan's birthday, so unlucky his lawn got on fire.

I actually feel sorry for Mirakle B there. Not able to land a hit there. Furret could have battled though, but I guess it didn't because it was clueless? XD

Real quick, there's one mistake I saw:

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“Skarrrr!” (I hate the flowersssss!) he cried and gave a loud screech, before flying faster than before.
I think the first "before" should be ridden of.

Well, things are getting interesting now. Looking forward to the Underground segment of this story!
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“Venus! As in the woman Venus as in she’s called Venus! As in a women rather than a planet! As in the other Admin you forget about every week!” Nascour shouted tiredly.
And why did Miror B. not start singing, "I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire" right here?

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Deciding he disliked the taste of rake, Entei set it on the ground, and then shot a ball of flame at it. The fire succeeded in reducing the rake into little more than ash, but it also had the side-effect of setting Duncan’s lawn on fire.
Aww, poor Duncan. And his lawn. And his rake. What will our resident cranky old curmudgeon do now?

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“Skarrrr!” (I hate the flowersssss!) he cried and gave a loud screech, before he started flying faster. Unfortunately for the Skarmory, he flew into a canyon wall beak-first, and ended up getting it stuck firmly into the clumpy wall.
Gonzap better keep that Skarmory away from Lisa and all her floral print outfits

Ooh, I like this development with Miror B. He did seem like the admin least devoted to Cipher, and there's much more to him than meets the eye But for the intents and purposes of my fic, Skrub remains faithful to Cipher *whines* It definitely adds to his personality while still keeping him true to his character in the games.

And yay for Mirakle B! I always thought that guy was a bit flaky and not quite right in the head. Gotta love the smiley face Pokeball/Electrode/Voltorb that can somehow use Double Kick xD

Awesome chapter, even if it's way late. And I should think of more to write, but that would involve consulting Johnson's Magikarp for advice and that idea can't possibly end well.
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Breaking the fourth wall again, huh?
Yep, as usual. =p
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Maybe it would be better that way so that you don't go updating the fic again in eight months time. *gets shot*
Better late then never, huh? ;p
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Have to say, interesting developments of Miror B there. Looks like he's really going to take manners in his own hands now. Very sly of him to lie Skrub about the favorites part, haha. Also I love his reaction to that Right Round song. I hate that song too. XD
I detest that song. =( But I guess you know my feelings to a lot of music about already. ;p Anyways I'll note that Miror B has a much greater role now than what he does in the game (if he ever did anything in the game around now it's never mentioned) - so I thought my favourite character should have something to do. XD

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The part where the reporters came and Entei burned Duncan's lawn I love it. Also, today (well my time at least) is the real Duncan's birthday, so unlucky his lawn got on fire.
Ha, I was quite unaware of the timing there - talk about awesome coincidence. XD

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I actually feel sorry for Mirakle B there. Not able to land a hit there. Furret could have battled though, but I guess it didn't because it was clueless? XD
Yeah. He is more of a challenge in the games, I'll give him that and he has more Pokemon too (none of the Ludicolo line though =( ) - especially if you fight him as early as possible. (That is if you actually know about him - he's quite unlikely to find).
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I think the first "before" should be ridden of.

Well, things are getting interesting now. Looking forward to the Underground segment of this story!
Said mistake has been decimated. ;p Cheers for the review again Bay. =)

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And why did Miror B. not start singing, "I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire" right here?
I guess there's plenty of opportunity for that next chapter. ;p Heck, NPCs in the game mention 'You're my Venus' and so forth. XD
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Aww, poor Duncan. And his lawn. And his rake. What will our resident cranky old curmudgeon do now?
Start growing a new lawn, I presume!
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Gonzap better keep that Skarmory away from Lisa and all her floral print outfits
Fair point - it might not end well at all. =o
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Ooh, I like this development with Miror B. He did seem like the admin least devoted to Cipher, and there's much more to him than meets the eye But for the intents and purposes of my fic, Skrub remains faithful to Cipher *whines* It definitely adds to his personality while still keeping him true to his character in the games.
Heh, glad you like it, seeing it's basically all made up (only going on the change in his ways with Cipher between Colo and XD). And my version of Skrub I guess will have to be different to yours. Miror B does that to people. He makes them....change. ;p
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And yay for Mirakle B! I always thought that guy was a bit flaky and not quite right in the head. Gotta love the smiley face Pokeball/Electrode/Voltorb that can somehow use Double Kick xD
Indeed - he has that 'flaky' feel despite his very short airtime. =p
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Awesome chapter, even if it's way late. And I should think of more to write, but that would involve consulting Johnson's Magikarp for advice and that idea can't possibly end well.
As said to Bay - better late than never. ;p And it probably wouldn't be a good idea, no... =( Cheers for the review as well! =D
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I have a chapter to post! Hurrah for equaling my chapter post rate last year already. ;p On the plus side I will probably do more than one chapter this year! Yay! The next ones will have more in the ways of events as well probably too! Yay slow plot set-up and the odd more-serious conversation here!

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Chapter 18: The Land Down Under





As the platform they stood on descended, Wes blinked while he tried to make out the graffiti painted on the walls in the dim lighting. He was somewhat impressed that at least half was legible considering how hard it should be to write stuff on a makeshift elevator that didn’t appear to have a stop button on it.

It doesn’t seem that much of it makes any sense though... he thought to himself, catching eye of one message that read ‘Magikarp are gonna kill uz all!’. Meanwhile, Umbreon worryingly regarded another wall which was covered by multiple misspellings of ‘dishwashers’ in red.

“So, Johnson,” Wes said, “what is The Under like?”

“Well, it’s underneath Pyrite,” Johnson began. Wes looked at him for a while before realising that that was all Johnson had to say on the matter and sighed – the officer had likely never been here. He gazed downwards as the town slowly came into view. It was initially hard to make out anything due to the glow the whole town seemed to have – it took Wes a moment to realise there were neon lights populating every building, many of the signs written in Japanese for some unknown reason. The houses did not match the allure they gave off however - the town was composed of crumbling structures that seemed to have been placed about haphazardly. Directly in front of them was a large fenced-off enclosure that seemed to contain little more than scrap metal.

It was then that the smell hit the group.

“Espeon!” (Good grief that smells worse than Umbreon!)

“Umb!” (Hey!) Umbreon retorted.

“Yes, I forgot about that...” Johnson said. “You know, it reminds me of the time I tried washing Sherles’ hat.”

Wes looked at Johnson blankly. “Why does the smell of this place remind you of that?”

“Well, I couldn’t find any detergent so I went to look for something else to use instead and then-” Johnson started, before Wes held up a hand.

“On second thoughts I think I would probably regret knowing,” Wes said as the platform came to a sudden stop half a metre above the bottom of the shaft. He shrugged and hopped off as his two Eeveelutions and Johnson followed suit.

“Right, so we’re in hiding in a town that somehow makes Pyrite seem like Phenac and I have a feeling I will not be able to stop smelling like old cheese when I get out of here either,” he murmured to himself, observing a pipe sticking out of a wall nearby, red liquid dripping out into a large puddle below it. Espeon walked up to it and sniffed at it, before gazing at it with confusion.

“...Espeon?” (...Tomato soup?) Wes frowned and decided that they might as well look for a place to sleep, only to be stopped by a woman who jumped out at them from behind a dumpster.

“Hi! Wanna watch my performance and give me money because I’m that impressive!?” she said quickly, spinning a cane about in her hands. Wes looked at her for a moment and pondered her request.

“No,” he said, attempting to walk past, but the woman moved to the side in an effort to block his path.

“But...but...I have a top hat!” she protested, taking said object off her head and waving it about. “You can’t say no to the top hat!”

“Why not?” Wes asked.

“...You’ll make him sad!”

And it appears this town isn’t short on its weirdos either. I bet they all have weird names too, Wes thought as he sighed to himself. The woman then took out a pack of cards and jumped about excitedly.

“This trick will amaze you so much you’ll... gasp!” she proclaimed. She then threw the cards in the air and watched them fall to the ground with such a grin of utter amazement on her own face that it looked like she was about to explode. She then picked up a card from the ground and waved it at Umbreon’s face. ‘Look, the ACE OF SPADES!” she cried.

Umbreon blinked at the piece of cardboard, looked at the woman’s expression of happiness, frowned with confusion, looked at the card again, and then shrugged and took it out of her hands with his teeth. Shouting loudly at this, she yanked it out of his mouth and cuddled it.

“NO! You cannot do that! This is the ACE OF SPADES!” she lectured, waving the somewhat soggy piece of paper at the bemused Pokémon. “That was incredibly SILLY!”

“I don’t see any spades on that card,” Johnson murmured to himself as Wes tried to stop the lady angrily swat at Umbreon with her top hat.

“Esp Espeon...” (But all of these cards are the ace of spades...) Espeon said to himself, looking at the remaining cards on the floor instead of aiding his brother.

Luckily for the dark-type Pokémon, a large television that had not warranted any sort of mention until now suddenly turned on and played an obnoxiously loud news jingle. The noise distracted his attacker who suddenly stopped trying to fit the Umbreon into the top hat and grinned at the screen. Wes looked at her with confusion, and then turned around to notice a number of people nearby who were currently giving the television the same level of attention. Suddenly a woman with a smile that took up half of her face appeared on the screen.

“Hello, citizens of The Under! It’s time for our hourly rendition of ‘Everyone’s Venus’!”

“Umbreon!” (What’s happening arrrgh stop smiling everyone!) Umbreon cried, looking about in a daze from the unexpected attack. Wes meanwhile chose to observe the screen to see what the fuss was about. The camera then moved to the side to reveal a shapely, young woman in a skin-tight white dress, with long, brown hair falling to the sides of her face. Pink, transparent silk covered the lower part of her face and below, while a strange golden protrusion in the shape of a crescent moon stuck out from behind her, seemingly attached to her clothing. She also grinned at the screen through her veil.

“Espeon...” (This ‘Venus’ seems to be why everyone is staring...)

“Hi, everyone!” Venus said in a surprisingly deep voice that would have fitted Dakim far more than a woman. Wes frowned, noticing that this voice didn’t appear to put off anyone else watching whatsoever, bar Johnson who scratched his head in confusion, and his Pokémon.

“It’s me, Lady Venus! Everyone’s Venus, that’s me!” Venus continued.

“Good, I wasn’t sure for a moment on the Venus part...” Wes said to himself, as the word ‘VENUS’ flew about the screen accompanied by sparkles. “Unfortunately this place just makes me feel even more uncomfortable by the minute.”

“There’s something terribly important I want to share with you today. It’s... simply horrid! There’s spies right here in The Under! Can you imagine?”

...Spies? Of what?

“We don’t know all the details, but if you see anyone suspicious, please let us know! And now onto the more important segment – MAKEUP TIME WITH VENUS!” And with that, Venus then pulled out several tubes of lipstick and started applying them. Wes looked about – everyone eyes were still firmly fixated on the strange woman – and sighed.

“Johnson, who are ‘us’ exactly?” he asked.

“Well, you and me, I think,” Johnson answered.

“...No, I mean, who does that woman,” Wes said with exasperation, pointing to Venus who was currently instructing the audience that eye shadow was essential and could also be used as face paint, “mean when she said ‘let us know’? Do you know who runs the show here?”

“Oh,” Johnson said. “Well, by show I guess it’s that lady with the cards! She had a show!”

“...Espeon...” (...Your stupidity never fails to amaze...) Espeon said after some thought. Johnson merely grinned stupidly, pleased with his amazing ability of deduction.

“And that concludes ‘Everyone’s Venus!’” the host of the show said with an even wider beam as the camera panned to her and away from a winking Venus covered in twenty-seven different varieties of lipstick, eye-shadow and beauty cream. “Another update within the hour – next is ‘Nap Time with Venus!’” With that, a screen began to fade, save for a small logo.

“Espeon...” (Hey, that looks familiar...) Espeon muttered, squinting at the screen. Umbreon sighed and looked as well, only to gasp in response.

“Umb!” (Gasp!)

“Ok, I guess we know who really runs the show...” Wes murmured, observing the simple red ‘C’ that sat in the centre of the display, with the words ‘Cipher – Not Evil at All!’ written below.

“So that woman with the cards doesn’t run the show? Who do we report suspicious people to then!?” Johnson asked with confusion.

“Johnson, I’m sure Sherles has said this before, but...” Wes said, feeling all the more sorry for Sherles for having to put up with the man.

“Yes?”

“Shut up. Now, here’s the thing. Cipher runs the show here... and it was right underneath Pyrite the whole time... man it makes sense now!” Wes said, pacing about a bit as he pieced things together. “Nobody came here for a while because Cipher controlled this place with... some woman that everyone likes? But that’s odd – why do they advertise themselves here when they were unknown everywhere else? And were they referring to us by ‘spies’? No, you don’t answer,” he added as Johnson attempted to offer his input.

“Espeon...” (Whatever the reason, I think someone wants to speak to you...) Espeon said, tilting his head at an approaching group of people.

“Hey you, newcomers! Are you suspicious?” one of the men said roughly as they swaggered towards them. Wes frowned – it was clear they hadn’t come to extend a warm greeting – he knew enough about such street mannerisms. The man who spoke was probably the self-appointed leader, and no wonder given his build... but I reckon we could handle him if needed – not too bright if he has to ask if we’re suspicious. I’ll just say we don’t have any evil moustaches and when he mulls that over, I’ll hit him. And if that fails there’s always my favourite ‘run away’ tactic... Wes thought, tensing his shoulders, as did Umbreon and Espeon out of old habit.

“Well hello there! Do you run the show here?” Johnson said happily, extending his arm for a handshake. The man looked confused at the gesture, having expected anything but that, particularly from a well-dressed officer.

Hey, they wouldn’t know what Johnson is like, would they? Wes silently thought.

No, Espeon thought back to him, they haven’t seen any sort of officer here for a while in fact. And yes, I think you should try saying that. Mention Venus by the way.

Have I ever mentioned how awesome it is to have a Psychic-type like you to tell me what people think? Wes said, unable to stop himself from grinning.

Yes, but you need to do it more often, Espeon replied back, smiling himself.

“Umbreon... Umbreon!” (You’re having a conversation through telepathy again... stop talking in private all the time!) Umbreon complained.

“Yes, hello,” Wes said to the group of men who were still wondering if they should shake Johnson’s hand or rip it off instead. “As th-uh, the stunning Venus mentioned, there are spies here, and we’re hired to specifically to stop them from...uh, cancelling her television shows! Why, there’s even talk they might try to kidnap her! And we wouldn’t want that, would we?” Wes asked.

“No!” the leader said, looking rather distraught by the mere concept as he shuddered in fright.

...I’m not sure how this Venus person captures everyone’s obsessive attention, but at least I can use that to my advantage.

“Well in that case we’ll just need your cooperation in investigating and looking for spies. I’m... Leo, and this is Officer Johnson.”

“But We-” Johnson began, before Espeon hastily mentally persuaded him to continue talking about something else.

***

Meanwhile, Rui sat in Sherles office, trying not to look at him or his bushy moustache too much. Sighing to herself slightly, she wondered if she should have spent more time thinking up her story to cover for Wes.

“So, you say that once you entered the building, this man,” began Sherles, “chased you away from Wes in an attempt to profess his love for Miror B for reasons unknown to you.” He gestured to a motionless Mirakle B who was currently lying on the ground next to his desk with a Furret sitting on his head, chattering away excitedly.

“Yes...”

“Only for him to run into a brick wall which not only managed to knock him out, but half of his Pokémon too, it appears. Meanwhile Johnson ran past, and you had no idea why he chose to appear there at the time, nor why he chose not to investigate, this... man’s unconscious state, nor where Johnson went.” Noticing no response from Rui, the police chief continued. “Furthermore, you had lost sight of Wes and have no idea where he went, despite the fact that he would have been interested in following Mirakle B, seeing he agreed to help catch him with you and bring him back here.”

Rui nodded slowly, feeling dumber by the minute as she twiddled her fingers.

“Well I’ll take your word for it, but at any rate I’ll send a police contingent into Miror B’s old hideout to try and find Wes and Johnson,” Sherles added abruptly. She looked at him in confusion, and noticed him give her a small wink.

What is he doing? she wondered. I thought it was obvious-well, it should be, so he must be planning something else. She turned to the only other occupant of the room to see if Wes knew - only to recall that Wes was elsewhere as she found herself looking at Quagsire’s face.

“Quag,” (Duh,) Peanuts the Quagsire offered. Plusle had meanwhile been put back into his Poké Ball, Rui and Sherles having found his constant chattering with the Furret about the marvels of potatoes to be too distracting.

Yeah, Quagsire isn’t going to offer any useful advice...maybe Sherles is my best bet to know why then? “So... why is there a call for an arrest on Wes anyway?” Rui demanded, surprised a bit at how her question came out - her voice seemed rather harsh to her. Sherles didn't appear to pay it much notice however, instead choosing to sigh before answering.

“Because he wants matters concerning Wes and Team Snagem cleared up,” he explained gruffly.

“But... I didn’t know Pyrite had a Mayor-”

“It doesn’t – Duking I suppose is an unofficial leader, and I’m in charge of law and order, but this came from the Mayor of Phenac City.”

“...That doesn’t make much sense,” Rui said with a small frown, thinking back to her meeting with the chubby Mayor, which felt so long ago now. “Why is he in charge?”

“Because although he only has power over Phenac’s matters officially, he has a hand in much larger matters, so to speak. I suspect it’s his wealth – he always seems able to stump up money whenever needed, which is why Phenac is far more well off than it should be – he doesn’t just use funds from taxes, he uses his own ‘fund’ as well. And money speaks greatly to people. Take that new tower being constructed in the middle of the desert – normally one would have to go through a whole bunch of legal mumble jumble to get such a thing built given Orre has far greater priorities than what is going to be a giant casino in the middle of nowhere, yet the Mayor stepped up and gave the developer full permission, and what’s more nobody opposed him. I think why isn’t too hard to imagine given his wealth. He also cancelled the train transportation system that was to be constructed, and made it illegal for anybody to bring in strudel because he reportedly disliked the taste. Essentially, when he says something, everyone else listens. And usually agrees as well, I might add.”

“So there’s nothing you can do about that decision?” Rui asked after a moment’s thought.

“No – I’d be putting my job at risk if I did that. But I’m not in agreement with arresting Wes and overriding the deal we had in that if he helps us he stays out of trouble, nor the Mayor’s sudden view that the Cipher threat is over – Miror B had a stranglehold on Pyrite almost too easily, we don’t know where they create Shadow Pokémon either, and so forth. Nor have I found out why nobody comes out from The Under in recent times, nor why I cannot make contact with the Kids Grid there.” The police chief sighed again and lit up a pipe.

“But isn’t the Kids Grid right here...?” Rui asked. Sensing her further confusion, Sherles put down the pipe for the moment.

“Well, Duking’s kids, Secc and Marcia, set it up here and got in contact with another bunch of kids who were willing to help out ‘investigate Cipher’. Thing is, one of the kids there is apparently a technical genius and might have been on to something. I believe in listening to anyone, even kids, but recently all communication between us and them cut off, so there goes any potential leads there. And I can’t go and investigate because I’m tied up with matters here, and nor will anyone else, as they don’t think what a bunch of kids do has any importance with this case. And before you suggest yourself,” Sherles added, noticing Rui begin to pipe up again, “I’m not allowing you to go down there –you’ve had more than your fair share of work, and The Under has more troublemakers than Pyrite. But if you want to help, you can go and see if Secc and Marcia have made any headway.” Reaching for his pipe, he noticed it had left his desk and was now firmly in the grasp of Quagsire’s paws, the blue creature staring at the smoke coming from it in amazement.

“Quag, qu,” (Smokey, duh,) it said.

Rui nodded glumly, mumbled an ‘okay’ and stood up, beginning to leave. Well I guess even though I suck at making up stories, Sherles doesn’t know where Wes went and he doesn’t seem to want to know either, so that’s just as well. But I don’t know why that Mayor wants to arrest him – it’s not like he’s going to stop us finding Cipher- She then paused in thought. What has he done with stopping Cipher though, and didn’t he...

“By the way, Sherles...” she said uneasily, as Sherles tried in vain to stop Quagsire from consuming his pipe whole. Giving up the lost cause, he looked at Rui and frowned upon noticing the tone of her voice. “What is it?”

“I just thought – do you remember how we first encountered Miror B?”

“I believe it was in Phenac City, no?” Sherles replied after a moment of thought.

“Yes... in the Mayor’s house.” Rui paused before continuing quickly. “The Mayor hadn’t been there so I’m not sure if that means anything but now that I think about it, it strikes me as rather odd and maybe although this might sound-”

“You’re suggesting the Mayor of Phenac might, just maybe, have something to do with Cipher,” he said bluntly as he retrieved a second pipe from his drawer and made sure it was out of Quagsire’s reach. Rui nodded slowly before he continued to speak. “That is an... interesting thought, but it wouldn’t explain why he allowed the overseas police force to come and help out with matters, I feel.”

“But... wouldn’t that make him look strange to refuse help given the circumstances? And didn’t you say that the number of people who came was far smaller than you expected?”

Sherles sat in silence for a few moments as smoke slowly filled the room, before speaking once more. “I almost cannot believe I overlooked the fact Miror B had been in the Mayor’s house,” he said. “But still... that would not be enough to prove anything. Nonetheless... food for thought, certainly and a pity too that those two ruffians – Folly and Trudly – aren’t here anymore for questioning. I’ll see if there’s anything in it, but I’ll ask you to keep quiet about those thoughts with others.” Rui nodded and turned to leave again, before Sherles added one last comment.

“You know, he also wanted to issue an arrest warrant for you as well.”

“What-ow!” Rui said, bumping her head lightly on the doorway as she looked back at Sherles.

“Luckily for you he was unable to convince anyone that there was any good reason for it. Food for thought,” he repeated gruffly. Dumb-folded, Rui walked out with a lumbering Quagsire following her.

He wanted to have me arrested as well as Wes...? she thought in wonder as she walked towards Duking’s place, thinking about how the Mayor had appeared to be so friendly when she had met him. Maybe it was as much a lie as the tooth fairy had been, and she was feeling just as disappointed about that possibility as when she found out the horrid truth about the tooth fairy.

“Well hopefully Wes won’t be in too much trouble”, she mused to herself as much as Quagsire. “But I do miss him... Espeon and Umbreon as well, and Johnson...ok, maybe not Johnson, but...” she fell silent and stopped walking.

“Quagsire,” (Two and two is four,) her Pokémon noted wisely.

“I wish I knew what you said without Espeon’s translations,” she said, “but I fear he wouldn’t make much sense out of you...” The Quagsire merely beamed happily at her.

Well...maybe I should try contacting Wes then, and see if he can’t investigate those kids, Rui said to herself, deciding to pull out her P*DA from her bag and type up a message to Wes about the situation. As an afterthought, she added ‘missing you’ to the message and hit send, only to be greeted with a ‘Sending Failed’ message.

“Well that sucks. Maybe no communications at all can be made with people there?”

“Why hello there!” Fateen the resident fortune-teller said from behind her. Rui jumped with a start and looked at her.

“Where did you come from? And... why are you standing on my Quagsire’s head?”

Fateen looked down to notice that she was, with the Quagsire staring off into space apparently not noticing the woman perched on her head. “It matters not!” she declared as she jumped off while throwing sparkles in the air. “I come to give you three final pieces of advice, because frankly everyone else is tired of waiting for something to happ-err, just because!” she continued.

“...Okay, what is it?” asked Rui, bemused. She was beginning to share Wes’ sentiments for the fortune teller.

“One,” the old woman began, “is the number of the day.” She nodded sagely before laughing and tossing more glitter over the still oblivious Quagsire. As Rui sighed to herself wondering if her day would get any weirder, Fateen continued. “Two – sometimes one must take matters into their own hands, no matter what others say. And three – yogurt is good for your health!” With that, the woman handed Rui a small tub of yogurt and walked off. Rui stared at her retreating figure, and then at the yogurt, musing the woman's words over in her head.

He's always been the one to help me out in the last week or so after all...but what about the other way around?

“You know,” she said to Quagsire as she gave the Pokémon the box, “she’s right. Maybe not about the yogurt, but about taking matters into my own hands. Let’s go to The Under.” With that she marched back to the building the elevator was in with renewed confidence.

***

Meanwhile, Wes had already quickly become friends with a few of the citizens of The Under, who were quickly convinced that he was as avid a fan of Venus as they were. He even had a friendly battle with a man who called himself ‘Gurks’ who took him on with the combined might of Magikarp and Feebas. The result was predictable – Wes, or rather Leo to the citizens of The Under, allowed Makuhita to have some fun against the two by himself, the fighting type deciding to win by grabbing one fish Pokémon in each arm and bashing them together until they fainted, much to the amusement of all save Gurks. He had been tempted to send out his third Pokémon which was apparently a Wailord, but was strongly urged by his companions to refrain from doing so – the last time it was sent out in battle in the streets of The Under, several buildings had been demolished.

Wes had managed to find out more about The Under from the group, deciding to ‘test’ that they weren’t spies by asking them simple questions about the place and important people, theorising that a spy would possibly not know the layout of The Under or commonly known facts about it. Espeon had contributed as a truth-detector so Wes could verify that they were telling the truth. After he was satisfied about the layout of the town and so forth he bade them goodbye to do ‘more investigating’ and left.

“Okay,” said one of the men to another, “let’s go spy-hunting ourselves! If I spot one, I’ll sneak up behind him...shout really loudly, and you’ll hit him! How’s that for a plan?”

“Sounds good to me!” the other replied. “For Venus!” he proclaimed loudly.

“‘You’re our Venus!” the others shouted as they moved off.

“So, what do you make of it all?” Wes said quietly once they were out of earshot, moving to a small water bubbler. A small, bright-pink sign lay underneath it, proclaiming:

FRESH WATER
Please drink!

Courtesy of the lovely
~*!*~Lady Venus~*!*~
:3



“Well, I think-” Johnson began.

“I wasn’t talking to you,” Wes said as he began drinking.

“Espeon...Esp! Espeon...” (It seems everyone is in love with this Venus person... how isn’t clear as nobody even remembers when she was first here! But she’s in charge and related to Cipher somehow...)

“Umb Umbreon!” (I wanna check out that UFO thing they said they had here!)

“Maybe first we’ll check out the shop here and see if there’s anything worth buying and then head to the hotel so we have a place to sleep first,” Wes said as he wrinkled his face. “Certainly a UFO-like transportation system is... weird. And man, that water tastes horrible,” he added as they continued onward. Soon enough they discovered a building with faint, blue paint peeling away from the walls, and ‘SHOOPEE’ painted on the top.

“Well, seems to be the place,” Wes said as he walked in. The stench was no better inside than out, and the shop’s floor had as many cans of food, drink and toilet paper lying on the ground as there were on the shelves. Wes picked one of them up.

“‘Hearty Beef – now with 12% extra heart attack risk...’” he read before trying another. “‘Can in a can!’”

“Sounds like a good deal to me!” Johnson exclaimed as he eyed the object. “I wish we could buy container-containing containers back in Pyrite!”

“That doesn’t surprise me, Johnson...” Wes said quietly as he moved onwards to look for something more worthwhile to purchase, feeling somewhat unwell now. Maybe it’s the smell getting to me here, he thought uncertainly.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” a kid inquired, walking up to Johnson.

“Oh, we’re doing a spy check,” Johnson said. To emphasis this he looked underneath a table. “Anyone there?” he shouted loudly.

“Well... I think that guy over there is a spy,” he said, motioning to a man down an aisle. “He keeps glancing at me! No, don’t stare at him too much!” he added with a hushed whisper to Johnson.

“I’ll go get him then!” Johnson said quietly, as he slowly moved towards the man, attempting to go as casually as possible yet managing instead to trip over and fall loudly. He quickly got up to his feet and continued walking as if nothing had happened, ignoring the pieces of cabbage and tomato clinging to his clothing. Meanwhile, Wes had found a number of potentially edible products and moved to the counter to pay for them. As the shopkeeper began calculating the cost, an elderly man standing by them looked at Wes.

“Do you want to hear this old man’s tale?” he asked. Wes sighed – why did people seem to enjoy telling him their life story? Besides, he was still trying to think about how to deal with that... Lady Venus...

“Well-”

“Say yes,” the shopkeeper said quietly. As Wes looked at him questioningly, he just added “Just say yes... please,” with more than a hint of pleading in his voice.

“Well, sure...” The man seemed pleased by the answer, beaming happily.

“Well, long ago, The Under used to be solely a place for miners to rest up while mining instead of going back to Pyrite, and over time The Under grew to what it is today, despite the mines now being filled in. This was all due to a man who made his fortune on the creation of The Under and the success of the mines back in the day...Where he ended up, I don’t know, but I hope he used his wealth for good.” With that the man beamed some more having come to the apparent conclusion of his thrilling story. Espeon rolled his eyes and looked at Wes, slightly alarmed that Wes was staring blankly at a wall. The Pokémon followed his gaze to observe Wes look at a poster of Venus – looking around, Espeon realised the whole wall was covered with such images.

Let’s Play? Espeon thought, reading the words upon a poster of Venus surrounded by Pokémon and snowflakes.

“Say, young child, do you want to hear my tale?” the wrinkled person asked Umbreon, poking him on the head. Umbreon frowned at the man’s question and jabbing, and shook his head.

“WHAT!” the man shouted abruptly at this reaction, as the shopkeeper facepalmed and retreated to a separate room and locked himself in, mumbling something about this being the fifth time this week to himself while the veteran continued ranting, picking up the surprised Umbreon and shaking him about. “You young kids these days have no patience! Always in a rush! Well fine – I’ll be in a rush too!”

Umbreon blinked, only to be swept aside by the man as he went on a rampage through the store, hurling discounted cans of orange, un-pickled pickles around the store.

“Umbreon! Umbre!” (I don’t like this place anymore! Wes, do something!) he cried as he dodged a flying fish hurled by the angered man, but Wes merely continued on staring, mumbling ‘Venus’ to himself. Espeon frowned himself and quietly leapt up behind the counter so he’d be safe from the projectiles and focused his mind at his trainer’s.

“Espeon Esp! Eon!” (Oh great, I think something’s up with Wes too, like the rest of the town! He’s got Venus on his mind!) Espeon cried to his brother.

“Umb... Umbreon?” (That sucks... maybe Johnson can help us?) Umbreon asked uncertainly as further shouting of ‘RUSH RUSH RUSH’ came from the man. However, Johnson was trying to sneak up to the person accused of being a spy by the child unsuccessfully, the man turning around and saying hello to Johnson who abandoned his cover of hiding behind a pot plant.

Maybe I’ll just be direct with him! Johnson thought to himself.

“Espeon!” (Oh, Johnson won’t help us – I’ll try myself!)

“You see that kid there?” the man asked Johnson, ignoring the officer fumble with his handcuffs as he pointed to the child. “He keeps staring at me, and it’s rather distracting... am I that cool, or what?” he grinned.

“You’re under arrest!” Johnson proclaimed loudly, only to reveal that he had succeeded in handcuffing himself. The man stared as Johnson continued to try to ‘arrest’ him despite this and then struck the unfortunate policeman with a single punch, Johnson stumbling backwards and falling over to the amusement of the kid watching, knocked out. Meanwhile as Espeon tried to slap Wes out of his revere first with his tail and then a burst of psychic energy, Wes fell asleep in response and slumped to the ground on top of the Psychic Pokémon.

“Esp!” (I tried too much I guess!) Espeon squeaked from underneath his trainer.

“Umbreon.” (Well this isn’t good.)

***

“Miror B, must you continue playing all that music so loudly!?” Ein demanded, storming into Miror B’s room. “All of my researchers are unable to concentrate...” The leading scientist would have continued his tirade had he not been surprised to see what had originally been his drab yet clean, white room was now decorated with posters, confetti and its own disco ball hanging from the top of the ceiling. Furthermore, all the research papers that had been placed on the desks were no longer to be seen, now replaced by music tapes everywhere.

“But the music calls to me!” Miror B insisted as he danced in the centre of the room, with four Ludicolo surrounding him and also jiving to the beat.

“At least quieten it down for a few minutes so I can try to contact Venus to tell her the current details,” Ein explained, looking in vain for something that had not been affected by the weird music-man. Now that he looked closer his desk now had gold stars drawn on it and his old bed...well he didn’t want to look any more at what had been done to that.

Next time I’m not giving my room to him, he mused.

“No can do,” Miror B sung cheerfully as he suddenly performed the splits midway through his dance. “Communication is off for good – both from headquarters and here – Nascour said he didn’t want anything risked or any communications intercepted. Besides, I’m sure that Nascour has already talked to Venus about the situation.” Miror B knew this hadn’t been the case, but he didn’t think that it was important.

“Well, if you say so...” Ein conceded. “I suppose Venus should be fine after all anyway – I’m sure my block on all communication from and to The Under from everyone but her still works – no random hillbilly from that place would be able to bypass it, and she’d still be informing everyone to watch out for spies just in case,” he explained, thinking back to his previous visit to Lady Venus’s establishment in The Under and shuddered. Venus seemed too obsessed about herself than the plan despite the issues with her voice, and The Under in itself had felt so... unscientific.

“I was unaware you had done that,” Miror B remarked, making a mental note of that fact. “Nice work.”

“Yes, of course it’s nice work, all my work is nice!” Ein said, seemingly irritated at the possibility of the suggestion he had ever made something incorrectly. “Same with the other thing I did that gave Venus all that control! But please turn down the volume; it’s even interrupting the shadowfication processes I’m trying to conduct.”

“Well, if you say so,” Miror B said reluctantly, doing just so as the song changed to a slow tune which prompted his Ludicolo to pair up and begin to waltz around the room.

“Thank you,” Ein said. “We should be done in another three days at this rate... anyway, dinner for you and Skrub along with the other scientists is in about two hours, although I’ll be skipping it,” he added, as he hastily left the room to return to his work.

Well, Miror B thought, three days is plenty of time to set things up. He grinned to himself as he ever so slightly turned up the volume again.

***

Rui looked around nervously as the lift stopped a few feet above the ground of The Under’s entrance. Nobody had seen her take the elevator in Pyrite, but she was still uncertain about the whole idea. The place smelled awful and she didn’t like the look of the people in The Under staring at her from around the grubby town.

No, I should just get on with it, Rui said as she hopped off the platform. She turned around to wait for Quagsire to jump down, who looked down at the ground below and then resumed sitting still, refusing to attempt making any sort of jumping motion. Rui sighed and returned the Quagsire to his Poké Ball, and turned around to be met by the town’s street performer who waved her top hat at her and grinned wildly.

“HELLO!” she shouted.

“ARRGH!” Rui responded, as she ran off.

“No, wait! You haven’t seen my ace of spades trick!” pleaded the street performer, but to no avail. “Don’t worry,” she soothed as she stroked her hat, “I’m sure she was just jealous of you.”

Okay, that wasn’t very brave of you but at least we’ve left her behind, Rui thought to herself.

“Hey! Are you a spy?!” another woman shouted at Rui suddenly.

“U-um...” Rui stuttered, looking around anxiously for Wes. “No?”

“Yeah, you don’t look like a spy to me,” the woman conceded. “But... maybe you’re a- hey, come back!” she said as Rui quickly moved away into the nearest building, now panting a bit from all the running away she was doing. She closed the door behind her for good measure and quickly looked around.

Gosh, this whole place seems to be filled with weirdos- “Hey!” she shouted as a can with the label of ‘Marshapples – Now with more MELLOW than PINE, and twice the ASPARUGUS!’ landed at her feet.

“RUSH RUSH RUSH!” yelled an old man at her as he continued past, throwing items around what appeared to be an ill-kept store. Rui merely blinked.

“Umbre!” (Rui!) Umbreon shouted as he jumped to the teenager and licked her face happily.

“Oh, hey!” Rui giggled, glad to see something she recognised.

“Esp! Espi, Espeon!” (Oh good, someone sane here! Johnson got knocked out while trying to be an idiot, and I had to put Wes to sleep because he was rambling to himself about Venus,) Espeon tried to explain as he managed to get out from a sleeping and mumbling Wes whilst motioning to Johnson’s nearby body as well.

“...What? I’m confused,” Rui said as she quickly moved to Wes.

“Espeon!” (Me too!)

“Well,” Rui said, “you can try to explain things better later. First we should take Wes somewhere that... isn’t here. And Johnson too,” she added. She tried to tug at Wes’s body but he was too heavy for her, only moving a couple of inches along the floor. Rui bit her lip. “C’mon, Wes!” she cried, as more objects continued to be thrown about haphazardly.

“Umbreon!” (By the way his name is Leo now!) Umbreon pointed out brightly.

“Eon... Espeon?” (Now’s not the time, Umbreon... but how are we going to move these two safely?)

Suddenly a tall and familiar man walked into the building and looked at the group.

“Heyelly hey-hey, itsa supermanney!”

“Esp! Eon!” (Oh god! Not you!) Espeon cried in frustration as Tom of all people stumbled towards them, grinning happily at Wes.

“Whysy hesy asluupyewuppy?” Tom remarked in a typical drunken lingo. Rui blinked, trying to make sense of his speech and ignore the smell of his breath. “Hihy he manytuing notty cuul doing?”

“Um... I don’t know what you’re saying but could you help us get these two to a hotel or something? Apparently Wes got...what happened?” she asked Espeon.

“Espeon,” (He got obsessed about some woman called Venus,) Espeon explained to the two, motioning to the posters of Venus.

“Wait, he was...” Rui said softly.

“Umb! Umbreon! Eon...” (Brainwashed, he was! Everyone else in town is! And he thought her a weirdo at first too so it makes no sense...) Umbreon explained, noting that Rui seemed somewhat relieved by that piece of additional news albeit still worried. Before he could question it however, Tom shouted loudly as he waved his arms about excitedly.

“Noesy! I noesy teh placey! Al midgitities canny remauve vanus...stuffy!” With that, he kneeled down and picked both Wes and Johnson, placed one on each of his shoulders and walked off, stopping only to grab a bottle of beer on his way out the door.

“How did he...” Rui said quietly, wondering how he managed to pick them up with apparent ease.

“Espeon!” (Never mind, let’s just follow him!) Espeon shrugged as he followed the man nervously. Umbreon and Rui followed quickly before they lost sight of the wandering drunk.

***




That's right - Tom's back, and potentially more drunk than ever. ;p

Blah blah stuff in the chapter that's in the games or not and so forth:
Spoiler:
The Under: an unoriginally-named town underneath Pyrite - used to be where the miners camped out when they weren't mining underneath Pyrite, and after everything that was being mined ran out, some people stayed there. Has neat theme music but is a rather run-down place. Has an expensive hotel, a bad shop and an actual UFO transportation system...for some reason.

Citizens of The Under - everyone is obsessed with Lady Venus here, because she supposedly is a celebrity and has a good sense of fashion and so forth... which is a pretty unconvincing reason given how some of them act - some literally shout 'YOU'RE MY IDOL VENUS' or 'she's my Venus...' My reasoning for their... obsession with her is due to Cipher's version of brainwashing - how shall be mentioned later. ;p

There is a street performer who greets you at the entrance and a few others which act pretty similar to how they do in the game. One asks if you are a spy (saying either Yes or No results in them ignoring you anyway), two formulate a plan on capturing spies, a kid in a shop is suspicious of another guy who does think himself cool because the kid is staring at him... and there is a person who tells a boring (yet curiously foreshadowy!) story and if you refuse to listen will actually freak out and bob up and down while staring at you after having a rant, shouting 'Rush rush rush'. The Under - citizens are 50% more weird than Pyrite's! The NPC Tom is...loosely based off is always in Pyrite in the game, but I figured he likes to roam about.

Venus - another Cipher admin as mentioned last chapter. She controls The Under and makes herself known via television reports to you, informing that there are spies in The Under the moment you appear. Always confusing how she seems to know that you're there when playing the game at the first time round... my reasoning was that it was more a precaution than anything else and she does not know you are there (and possibly in the game that is also the case!) She also has a strange get-up...

As for the name Wes uses in Leo here - Leo is Wes' Japanese name.


And as a beside, as Slowflake on youtube seems to like advertising my fic within his Pokemon http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zG4K3URvNI"]Let's Plays[/URL], here's some advertising of his stuff here as well as a vague mention of him in the chapter. Much appreciated, if rather unexpected and all. =p

Hope you enjoyed that chapter!
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It doesn’t seem that much of it makes any sense though... he thought to himself, catching eye of one message that read ‘Magikarp are gonna kill uz all!’. Meanwhile, Umbreon worryingly regarded another wall which was covered by multiple misspellings of ‘dishwashers’ in red.
Indeed if you have them learn Flail.

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“But...but...I have a top hat!” she protested, taking said object off her head and waving it about. “You can’t say no to the top hat!”

“Why not?” Wes asked.

“...You’ll make him sad!”
Top hats rule, that is all.

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“I just thought – do you remember how we first encountered Miror B?”

“I believe it was in Phenac City, no?” Sherles replied after a moment of thought.

“Yes... in the Mayor’s house.” Rui paused before continuing quickly. “The Mayor hadn’t been there so I’m not sure if that means anything but now that I think about it, it strikes me as rather odd and maybe although this might sound-”

“You’re suggesting the Mayor of Phenac might, just maybe, have something to do with Cipher,” he said bluntly as he retrieved a second pipe from his drawer and made sure it was out of Quagsire’s reach. Rui nodded slowly before he continued to speak. “That is an... interesting thought, but it wouldn’t explain why he allowed the overseas police force to come and help out with matters, I feel.”

“But... wouldn’t that make him look strange to refuse help given the circumstances? And didn’t you say that the number of people who came was far smaller than you expected?”
*dramatic gasps* Plot development, oh my!

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He wanted to have me arrested as well as Wes...? she thought in wonder as she walked towards Duking’s place, thinking about how the Mayor had appeared to be so friendly when she had met him. Maybe it was as much a lie as the tooth fairy had been, and she was feeling just as disappointed about that possibility as when she found out the horrid truth about the tooth fairy.
Ah dang bobandbill, way to ruin my dream of meeting the tooth fairy. ;_;

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He had been tempted to send out his third Pokémon which was apparently a Wailord, but was strongly urged by his companions to refrain from doing so – the last time it was sent out in battle in the streets of The Under, several buildings had been demolished.
Haha, that would have been a funny scene to read.

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FRESH WATER
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Um, I'll pass, thank you very much. ._.

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“‘Hearty Beef – now with 12% extra heart attack risk...’” he read before trying another. “‘Can in a can!’”
O.o; *begins eating Hearty Beef until she gets a heart attack*

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Let’s Play? Espeon thought, reading the words upon a poster of Venus surrounded by Pokémon and snowflakes.
Don’t tell me Venus is going to do your Let’s Play Pokemon Diamond you have been posting here, is she? D:

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Suddenly a tall and familiar man walked into the building and looked at the group.

“Heyelly hey-hey, itsa supermanney!”

“Esp! Eon!” (Oh god! Not you!) Espeon cried in frustration as Tom of all people stumbled towards them, grinning happily at Wes.

“Whysy hesy asluupyewuppy?” Tom remarked in a typical drunken lingo. Rui blinked, trying to make sense of his speech and ignore the smell of his breath. “Hihy he manytuing notty cuul doing?”
TOMMMMMMMM! :D Haha at the end wheere he was able to carry both Wes and Johnshon. XD;

I enjoyed this quite a lot. I really feel sorry for Johnson this chapter for some reason, maybe because he isn't able to say anything smart in a while. XD Also, LOL at the people being brainwashed. This shall get interesting later on.

Again, the scene with Sherles and Rui has some nice foreshadowing during their discussion. Woot for Rui taking matters in her own hands, although she should consider eating yogurt too.

The part with Ein and Miror B--all I'm going to say is cunning Miror B is awesome.

Overall, great chapter here. Looking forward to the next one!
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YES! The return of Tom who strangely seems to have amazing upper body strength!

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catching eye of one message that read ‘Magikarp are gonna kill uz all!’
This message likely makes more sense to someone who has borne witness to the awesomeness that is Gurks.

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“But...but...I have a top hat!” she protested, taking said object off her head and waving it about. “You can’t say no to the top hat!”

“Why not?” Wes asked.

“...You’ll make him sad!”
Top hats are boss. More trainers in Pokemon games need them. But did she give hers a name? "Eddie" sounds like a good name for him.

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a winking Venus covered in twenty-seven different varieties of lipstick, eye-shadow and beauty cream.
Hey, at least she's having fun with those beauty products

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what had originally been his drab yet clean, white room was now decorated with posters, confetti and its own disco ball hanging from the top of the ceiling.
I would sell my soul to have a disco ball in my room. And this situation with Ein and Miror B. living under the same roof would make a great reality TV series. I know Miror's intentions are good, but you still have to feel a bit sorry for Ein for having his whole life "disco-fied" xD

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The Under in itself had felt so... unscientific.
I know of a teenage girl, abut the same intelligence level as Ein, who would agree with this statement

Ah, those crazy, Venus obsessed Under residents. Gotta love 'em, even if you don't really understand what they're trying to say, lol And interesting that someone is beginning to suspect Phenac's mayor... after all the clues (i.e., the suspicious characters and riffraff about his house as well as this arrest warrant for Wes) are right there. And now a small part of me wants to fire up Colosseum (I just finished a play-through this past week), go to the Under, and tell the old man I don't want to hear his story just to see him go ballistic. Am I wrong for wanting to do that?

Oh, and while we're at the Venus stage in the story, look up an '80's song called "Venus" by the band "Bananarama". This song needs to somehow be associated with her, as the line "I'm your Venus" comes directly from that tune.

Another good chapter, and pretty ironic timing since I just finished up a playthrough of Colo as I mentioned earlier. But now I really must go. You see, there's this young lady in a top hat standing over me who's demanding that I see her show. She's quite adamant that I bear witness to it, too. And there's no saying no to the top hat. Especially since I think this person is running the whole show...
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Old February 7th, 2011, 06:33 PM
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Indeed if you have them learn Flail.
Or taught by Johnson. XD
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That is quite true.
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Ah dang bobandbill, way to ruin my dream of meeting the tooth fairy. ;_;
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Haha, that would have been a funny scene to read.
I had been actually contemplating briefly to write out the scene, but that wouldn't have done well for Wes' aspirations to remain seeming innocent and unnoticed, what with all the attention that would have brought. XD
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Don’t tell me Venus is going to do your Let’s Play Pokemon Diamond you have been posting here, is she? D:
Nah, if she had with ould have been in bright pink and more about herself than anything else, I suspect.
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TOMMMMMMMM! :D Haha at the end wheere he was able to carry both Wes and Johnshon. XD;
Hurrah for his return being liked. =D
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I enjoyed this quite a lot. I really feel sorry for Johnson this chapter for some reason, maybe because he isn't able to say anything smart in a while. XD Also, LOL at the people being brainwashed. This shall get interesting later on.
Well, to be honest Johnson doesn't get to say anything smart in general. XD And certainly the brainwashing is a point that still gets mention in future chapters.
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Again, the scene with Sherles and Rui has some nice foreshadowing during their discussion. Woot for Rui taking matters in her own hands, although she should consider eating yogurt too.
Foreshadowing is most fun. ;D And yes, yogurt is always good to eat.
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The part with Ein and Miror B--all I'm going to say is cunning Miror B is awesome.

Overall, great chapter here. Looking forward to the next one!
Cunning he is...when he actually sets his mind to it. XD Glad you enjoyed, and cheers for the review!
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YES! The return of Tom who strangely seems to have amazing upper body strength!
Bet you didn't expect that. ;D
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Top hats are boss. More trainers in Pokemon games need them. But did she give hers a name? "Eddie" sounds like a good name for him.
The hat refuses to reply to the question.
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I would sell my soul to have a disco ball in my room. And this situation with Ein and Miror B. living under the same roof would make a great reality TV series. I know Miror's intentions are good, but you still have to feel a bit sorry for Ein for having his whole life "disco-fied" xD
Great, now I have imagined such a television show. XD
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Ah, those crazy, Venus obsessed Under residents. Gotta love 'em, even if you don't really understand what they're trying to say, lol And interesting that someone is beginning to suspect Phenac's mayor... after all the clues (i.e., the suspicious characters and riffraff about his house as well as this arrest warrant for Wes) are right there. And now a small part of me wants to fire up Colosseum (I just finished a play-through this past week), go to the Under, and tell the old man I don't want to hear his story just to see him go ballistic. Am I wrong for wanting to do that?
Yeah, unlike everyone in the game, I decided to have the mayor's involvement become not so unnoticed given how the game deals with it. And no, you are not wrong for wanting to do that. XD
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Oh, and while we're at the Venus stage in the story, look up an '80's song called "Venus" by the band "Bananarama". This song needs to somehow be associated with her, as the line "I'm your Venus" comes directly from that tune.
I already know the song actually. XD
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Another good chapter, and pretty ironic timing since I just finished up a playthrough of Colo as I mentioned earlier. But now I really must go. You see, there's this young lady in a top hat standing over me who's demanding that I see her show. She's quite adamant that I bear witness to it, too. And there's no saying no to the top hat. Especially since I think this person is running the whole show...
GOD SPEED, and cheers for another review! =D
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After a rather productive weekend, here's the next chapter! Hurrah for already doubling last year's chapter production. =p There's a number of references to stuff btw (mostly in the first part) - I'm curious to see if you can catch them all. ;D There is a bit in the 2nd paragraph which is in relation to an unfinished group project ages back... anyways, enjoy the chapter.




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Chapter 19: Recovery



Wes groaned as he woke up, rubbing his aching head slowly as he sat up.

What a strange dream... he thought to himself, reflecting on his hallucination. Not that I can remember much, but it was something about travelling about with some weird people with super powers and Tom and Miror B for some reason... and I was either fighting some great entity or a giant duck, I can’t really remember. Man, I have the strangest dreams at times... Deciding to look about, Wes found that he was within a small room, lying down in a bed that was far too little for him. A tiny television was switched on next to him on a simple, wooden desk.

“Where am I?” he said aloud to himself, and was unsurprised when nobody answered. He sighed as he tried to put the dream out of his head and focused on what happened before he fell asleep, hoping that nothing bad had happened – he didn’t remember much ever since entering that shop besides something about an old man throwing cans everywhere. Normally I’d think my memory is messed up, but given how weird...everything has been, that sounds about right, he thought wryly to himself. Checking his Poké Balls, he saw that he didn't seem to have Espeon and Umbreon and frowned – he knew they were more or less able to take care of themselves but their absence worried him nonetheless. The lack of Johnson came to his mind as well, but he was considerably less concerned about that fact.

And Rui isn’t here either-but of course, she’d still be in Pyrite. Pity...at least she was someone interesting to talk to, he reflected. And... that’s putting it mildly... Sitting up now, he took another glance at the television.

“Oh hey, it’s not an interview,” he muttered as he glanced at the screen which was currently displaying a serene setting of a small Taillow sitting on a tree branch in a field, as classical music played in the background.

“Yes, it’s that time of day,” a gentle voice narrated as the television zoomed onto the Pokémon. “The time of day...where the THINGS ON FIRE SHOW BEGINS!” the television suddenly screamed. Wes blinked in surprise as the Taillow suddenly caught on fire for no apparent reason as obnoxiously loud music blared.

“EVERYTHING’S MORE AWESOME WHEN IT’S ON FIRE!” the narrator continued as the scene changed to show a man walking down a street, before another person wielding a giant torch ran up to the former and lit his hair on fire. As the man ran off screaming, the man grinned at the screen.

“He’s now AWESOME!” he declared before the narrator continued.

“Featuring AWESOME the PONYTA!” the television screamed. The scene shifted to show said Pokémon lying on the ground fast asleep as the words ‘AWESOME’ and ‘FIRE’ flew across the screen while a guitar solo played.

“What’s even happening!?” Wes said in shock.

“LAWNS ON FIRE!” the narrator continued. Wes then stared as he looked closer. Is that... Duncan’s lawn? Distant shouting from off-screen about how ‘people should stop filming his poor lawn’ confirmed that fact to him.

“Oh no, I forgot to turn it off, didn’t I...” another person said as they walked into the room. Wes turned and saw that the newcomer was a young teenager with glasses. The two blinked at each other for a moment while the television continued to shout FIRE and AWESOME at the two, before the child grinned.

“Hey, you’re all right now! I knew it’d work!” he exclaimed.

“Who are you...?” Wes said quietly in confusion, but his question went ignored as the kid ran back out, only to reappear with Umbreon and Espeon following after him. Noticing Wes was awake the two jumped on him happily as Umbreon licked Wes’s face, causing him to laugh.

“Hey guys,” Wes said with a grin.

“Umbreon!” (You went a bit crazy!)

Wes blinked at this once Espeon translated Umbreon’s comment, and then noticed Rui walk into the room as well.

“Hello,” he said, feeling even more perplexed about the whole situation. “Why are you-”

“Wes!” Rui exclaimed, as she tightly hugged the older adolescent.

I'm... unsure what happened but...this is pretty nice, he thought.

“Lackamsmacky, suppurmum awoked!” Tom shouted happily as he ran into the room, haphazardly throwing a frightened Shroomish of all things into the air.

“What are you doing here!?” Wes shouted in surprise as the drunkard also embraced Wes before putting a traffic cone on top of Wes' head and prancing about happily.

“Now yousy could be ze kungly... quen!” he babbled.

“Tom helped us,” Rui said as the unfortunate Shroomish landed upside down in a nearby rubbish bin, waving its short, stubby legs about frantically.

“I think some explanation might be needed,” Wes said at length as he looked at all of the people currently occupying the room.

“Umbreon-” (Well as I said you went crazy-)

“Maybe Espeon should start off,” Wes suggested.

“Espeon... “ (Where to begin...) Espeon mused, trying to avoid beginning by stating Wes had gone crazy himself.

“AND NOW THE OCEAN IS ON FIRE!” the television shouted. Tom gasped with sudden delight and planted himself in front of the television.

“It’s his favourite show,” the kid mumbled.

***

“I think it's better that I don't recall anything else besides feeling rather woozy,” Wes said sheepishly after being informed on what had happened. Espeon had told what happened from his perspective, and then Rui filled them in on what had happened in Pyrite and when she found Wes. A few more kids had come into the room and introduced themselves as part of the Kids Grid and how they had learnt of Wes’s doings via the television reports. Megg and Bitt were the names of the other members, both on the edge of being a teenager, while Nett was the first one that had greeted Wes, and had also just finished explaining that the water supply was to blame for the problem, saving many paragraphs of repetition for off-screen explanations.

“I don’t think anyone would have noticed you acting weirdly though,” Nett said. “Everyone else ended up with that obsession because they all drunk the water except for us because we were lucky enough to notice its effects I suppose. But I’m glad we could get you out of it, thanks to our Shroomish here,” he continued, petting the mushroom Pokémon happily as it glared angrily at Tom for throwing it into the bin.

“Yeah, thanks again for that,” Wes said, grinning at the Shroomish and Nett. “I’m surprised you knew what’d work though from Shroomish spores...”

“Well, that’s because we’ve tested it out before,” Nett admitted.

“Oh, on who?” Rui asked.

“Smapping,” Tom said while waving his arms about.

“...Ah,” Wes answered. “So I guess that’s why Tom knew to bring me here then...”

“Yes, that’s right. He didn’t seem to be as affected by it though at the time, probably because he didn’t drink much water...” Nett mumbled. Nett thought back to how they had first encountered the man themselves and shuddered to Rui’s interest and confusion.

“Drinkily issy me friend!” Tom said happily.

“So being drunk can have its advantages I suppose,” Wes said wryly.

“Heyy, im sottally tober!” Tom protested as he stood up only to fall down. He tried again but failed, so instead he turned back to the television which was still playing the same program.

“...How long does that show run for?” Wes said.

“A couple hours?” Nett replied. “It keeps Tom quiet-”

“FIREEEEE!” Tom shouted spontaneously.

“...relatively quiet at any rate. Anyway, you can see what we are up against with the whole town on Venus’s side,” Nett concluded bitterly.

“Hang on, Sherles said something about trying to get information from you but he said that communications had been cut off between you and him,” Rui said, recalling that Sherles had mentioned that one of the kids had been a ‘technical genius’ apparently. At this Nett grinned.

“Well, I actually managed to hack my way into Cipher’s database,” he said proudly as Rui gasped with amazement.

“And by that,” said Bitt, “he means ‘Tom was waving about a data disk he found in a dumpster in the middle of the street so we persuaded Tom to give it to us’.”

“...Okay, that’s true,” Nett admitted with a grimace. “But I should remind you, Bitt-”

“Yeah, I’m not being fair as he did manage to decode it all and Nett’s really good with technology...stuff. Oh, and can you turn on the light? It’s getting dark,” he said. He then turned on a computer quickly and opened up some files.

“Those were what they looked like initially,” explained Megg as Rui and Wes look at the mess.

sdfpsbdbfuf332l84bd0djdnalfallyourbase9fnjs8989ds8fnd110eeeeeeidndhgssgwdjdj393wjd9d0hdhydds
bnjsisisuplantsnbrainshdunfbud0snsosopskdoeipwn39fdn4210dn8ddodyk3jddkduocnbsoredrumred
rumredrumredrumredrum43994jbsc09wjdbs09df09d0dsd09sdd9n2lspdinqq04mdi0djw|vvvvvv|idkdd2
ofmvbonc0rsidjdbu74kdb20sndbcidndg9dndhdjan15honkHONKhOnKHoNkHOOOOOOONKfeb15dj
383nshd12kp0s0nsssst0sm;awjncvldj.djcod.dbc,980upupdowndownleftrightleftrightbashfdiuh294aufvhurhfdsfjsdfjjsdjf...

Wes quickly turned his head away from the screen, his mind already beginning to hurt from reading it. I wonder how he got any sense out of that piece of pure garble, Wes thought.

“Ok, so you got some data, but what is it on?” Wes said. I find it odd that Tom just happened to find such data like that but I guess some things just shouldn’t be questioned, he continued to muse as he turned on a lamp and then adjusted its lampshade.

“For starters – I have the location of where they were creating Shadow Pokémon,” Nett said proudly.

“Ok that’s definitely useful. Heck, I can just take it back up and I won’t have to worry about being arrested...maybe,” Wes said as he pondered.

“It’d be better if we just sent a message explaining stuff with the data from here...that is if we could,” Megg explained. ”You see, there’s been a block on any sort of transmission from above – bar the television – so we can’t communicate with above. We were considering trying to sneak up to above if we couldn’t fix it ourselves but there’s the whole spy thing going on at the moment so it wouldn’t be easy to do so. But maybe a friend of ours might-”

“Hello, all- it’s you!” another child walked in suddenly, setting down a large box and gaping at Wes, who was increasingly getting the feeling of being like a celebrity who had just walked into a room of reporters and shuddered involuntarily.

“Well it seems Perr brought in what we needed,” Nett laughed. “Yes, that’s Wes there, but first I gather you brought in what we needed?”

“Yep, I managed to sneak this past dad by telling him the fridge was on fire again, only this time I was only half-lying,” Perr said matter-of-factly. “That’s the good news though – I’m afraid there’s some bad news as well.”

“Oh, what is it?” Megg said quietly.

“They caught Silva.”

“Silva?” Wes and Rui said in surprise. A distant cry from outside of ‘we got the spy!’ confirmed the news.

“What did he do now...” Wes grumbled as he stood up. “I suppose we better check it out.” He followed Nett up the stairs as the rest followed. Tom tried to take the television with him, only to express disappointment when it turned off when the plug came out of the power socket, and left the television where it was while mumbling something incomprehensible.

A moment later Johnson walked into the room.

“Oh hey, I heard everyone...where did you all go?” he said, before checking underneath the bed. “Nope, not there...this is a mystery!”

***

Meanwhile, two very sunburnt and tired men limped into Phenac City, moaning to each other as they walked. Every step they had taken had hurt, and they were also covered in sharp spikes sticking from their clothing – the reminders of an unfortunate encounter they had with the rare Cacnea.

“Folly, that’s the last time we’re going from Pyrite to Phenac by foot,” Trudly said darkly.

“Well it’s not like you had any other better suggestions!” Folly retorted, before putting on a lame and inaccurate impersonation of his friend. “Oh look, an oasis, let’s go –oh it’s just an illusion. Let’s walk to that other oasis instead!”

“Ah, shut up,” Trudly mumbled, before the two simultaneously noticed the fountain in the middle of the city. Breaking into a sprint, they dived into the pool of water loudly and sighed as the water cooled them down at the cost of supplying a fresh wave of pain to their sunburnt skin. They relaxed silently for a while, paying little heed to the stares of the citizens around them, although Trudly did note that they seemed to be paying more attention to them overall now compared to when they had tried to kidnap the girl in the first place.

“At least we got here finally,” Folly pointed out. ”Miror B is god knows where but maybe we’ll be able to find him later on. For now, we can-”

“Do you need any- AHH THE KIDNAPPERS ARE BACK!” someone shouted loudly at the two. Folly and Trudly looked up to see a woman pointing a finger only millimetres from their faces. Trudly groaned.

Probably that same woman who was watching from when we tried to kidnap that girl... he thought. However the woman’s claim seemed to prompt the other people to carry on with their lives and ignore her, despite the woman trying to garner more attention by pointing her second index finger at them, followed by general jumping up and down while waving her arms about.

“THE KIDNAPPERS ARE HERE WAIT UNTIL I TELL THE POLICE THEN-”

“Shut your trap, we’re just sitting here!” Trudly complained.

“BUT YOU’RE KIDNAPPERRRRRSSSS!” the woman explained. “AND KIDNAPPERS ARE BAD PEOPLE-ARRGH, WATER, MY ONE WEAKNESS!” she shouted suddenly as Folly irritably splashed some water at her, which unexplainably sent her running off.

“…She wasn’t that crazy before, was she?” Trudly said quietly as he tried to think back.

“Actually, is she the woman from before...” Folly said doubtfully as the woman proceeded to go to the Pokémon Centre and accuse the building of being a kidnapper too, before throwing eggs at the windows. She was then chased away by an annoyed nurse who was wielding a broom, said object having seemingly terrified the weirdo.

“Probably not then. Maybe she’s some Plasma goon on holiday,” Trudly replied with a shudder. The group were well known for shouting about how Pokémon should be ‘liberated’ from trainers and other such nonsense in some silly-sounding region of little importance. “All the same, maybe it’ll be best that we go to the Mayor’s place to hide sooner rather than later in case someone does recognise us.”

“Yes, that’s a good idea,” his companion agreed. Staggering out of the fountain after they both managed to bump their head on the structure, they walked onwards to their destination, leaving a trail of water behind them that dripped off their clothes.

“Man, there’s still sand in my hair,” Trudly complained as they walked into the building after checking that nobody was watching. He then frowned, noticing a woman standing in the mayor’s swivel seat. She noticed them walk in and beamed at them happily, while Trudly and Folly smiled uncertainly back. After a minute of this Folly decided to speak up.

“Ah…do you happen to know where Evi-ah, Es Cade, the Mayor is?”

“But I’m the Mayor,” the woman said, nodding and smiling some more.

“…No you’re not,” Trudly concluded as he moved to her seat and moved it with her in it despite the woman’s protests, and then pushed the chair out of the doorway. The woman departed from the building with a shout of ‘BUT I’M THE MAYOR!’, before a loud crash was heard from outside.

“Aww, but I liked that chair,” Folly said sadly.

“Whatever, the thing is he’s not here. I wonder where he went...” Trudly mused. “I mean, he must have been gone for some time for some random woman to have taken over his house.” It was common knowledge that residents in Orre would often take to trying to steal other people’s houses by pretending to be the real people who lived in them.

“...Maybe he went fishing?” Folly offered.

“Maybe, maybe...” Trudly said, failing to consider the lack of fishing spots in Orre.

Just then, a phone on the desk in the lounge room began ringing. Trudly picked it up without a moment’s thought and answered with a casual ‘Hello’.

“What are you doing!?” Folly hissed. “We could be found out!”

“Oh no!” Trudly said hurriedly, while still holding the phone to his head. “Nobody’s home!” he added to the phone before dropping it and hiding behind a nearby sofa. Folly followed suit and threw a pillow at the phone for good measure.

“Maybe we should have hung up,” Folly whispered loudly to Trudly after a moment.

“...Maybe,” Trudly agreed. At that point the person on the other end of the line began to speak.

“I’m afraid, Folly and Trudly, that I haven’t forgotten what your voices sound like,” the voice of Sherles said slowly and deliberately, each word pronounced with a hint of amusement. “Now, I’m not sure what you’re doing in the Mayor’s house of all places but I figure you wouldn’t decide to come here of all places after escaping from jail without good reason, as questionable as your tack might be.”

“Oh, he’s smart,” Folly conceded quietly to Trudly.

“So if I were you, I’d decide that it’d be best to agree to tell me why you would come here and any relation the Mayor has to Cipher, on the condition that if your information is helpful you’ll escape any further arrest.”

Folly and Trudly looked at each other, quickly thinking about how enjoyable their experience in Pyrite’s jail had been with due to the overcrowding and the annoying reporters asking them questions all day, and quickly agreed to the offer with eager nods to the phone. A pause followed.

“So...will you answer?” Sherles asked eventually. Realising that Sherles couldn’t see them nod, Trudly spoke

“Oh, sure, as fun as Cipher was at times that deal sounds good to us.”

“Even if most of that fun was learning how to dance about from Miror B...” Folly added quietly.

***

Back in The Under, Wes, Rui, Tom, Nett and Megg cautiously walked outside through a few alleyways towards the general direction of triumphant shouting. Coming into view of the large fenced enclosure by the lift, Wes noticed that Silva had indeed come to the town himself, albeit more unsuccessfully given the fact he had been tied up and thrown into said enclosure, with a couple of women dressed in the typical Cipher garb standing guard by a gate. A small crowd had gathered by the fence – Wes recalled a couple of faces from the gang he had encountered earlier, as well as the unimpressive street performer who was currently trying to show an uninterested Silva her top hat. The group shouting cries of ‘Spy!’ at Silva who seemed to be pretty annoyed by the whole affair.

“Oh great, they did get him,” Nett said angrily. “So much for taking a risk, although I’d have thought he’d have been more careful!”

“He likes to be the hero,” Wes said with a shrug.

“So what do we do? Seeing the Cipher people there seem to know that he wasn’t on their side and if they’re standing there as well as that crowd it’d be hard to rescue him ...” Rui said sadly. Wes however grinned at her.

“Well I guess now is as good as any a time to bluff our way past. One of you, encourage a battle from the crowd!” With that he confidently strode forward, and before the Cipher Peons noticed him he pointed at them.

“People of The Under, those two people are the real spies!” he declared loudly.

“What- hey, don’t listen to him!” one of the Cipher agents responded with shock as she noticed Wes. “No, he’s the spy!” Silva’s eyes widened as he heard Wes’ claim while Nett shook his head at his rash action.

“Nah, he was hired by Venus, that Leo fellow!” someone on the crowd shouted. Wes continued to smile arrogantly as he continued, glad that someone recognised him from before.

“Well then if your claim is so, prove it!” he taunted. Rui suddenly beamed herself as she saw the cue Wes wanted to create.

“FIGHT!” she shouted, and the crowd responded to the cry by chanting ‘FIGHT’ themselves, clapping their hands in time to their chant. Tom joined in as well albeit shouting his own versions of the word ‘BEER’ but nobody else paid this fact much heed.

Good one, Rui, Wes thought. A crowd of ruffians like this always welcome the prospect of a battle to solve their issues, from personal experience anyways – I still have to win it but I’ll just make it up as I go.

“Espeon!” (As usual, eh?) Espeon commented after reading Wes’ mind, stepping forward with Umbreon to further signal Wes’ attempt to get a battle going. The two Cipher agents looked to each other with expressions of despair – realising they suddenly had little alternative they sighed and readied their Poké Balls.

“Well... try taking on all of them at once!” one cried as they quickly threw out six Poké balls which summoned up an array of Pokémon, most of them at least part Bug-types. One was an Ariados on which a far smaller Spinarak sat upon, both spiders hissing at their opponents. Nearby a Volbeat and Illumise stood, but the two seemed more interested at staring at each other lovingly than paying attention to the oncoming battle, while a Ledian rounded out the five bug types.

“Volbeat...” (You’re the cutest...)

“Illumise!” (No you’re the cutest!) the two firefly Pokémon giggled to each other, to which Espeon gave a look of disdain. Meanwhile a stout plant Pokémon Gloom appeared, revealing itself as the sixth member. It gave a look of spaced-out cheerfulness at the group of creatures around it and yawned.

“Gloom,” (‘Sup dudes,) it murmured.

“Hey, that Ledian’s a Shadow!” Rui managed to shout out in-between the chants of the crowd.

“Yeah, I kinda figured,” Wes acknowledged as the ladybug Pokémon punched the Volbeat angrily without any warning before quickly thinking out the situation. Well Bug-types are actually a pretty bad matchup for Espeon and Umbreon on paper...but if they want to use six Pokémon at once then I can even it up somewhat. As for the Shadow... it’ll have to wait – I don’t think it’d be wise to try snagging anything just now. I won’t bother with Entei just now either, but if need be he should be hopefully enough for these bug and grass types...now to keep the trainers riled up.

“Ah, only spies would try using everything at once like that – never had a street battle before, eh?” Wes said as he shook his head and gave them a look of pity. Let’s keep the pretence up of being in control here. “Well, you asked for it!” he continued with a shout as he sent out Feraligatr and Makuhita.

“Maku! Hita?” (Aha! Who should I punch first?) Makuhita shouted as he pumped his arms. At that moment Johnson came running onto the scene.

“Ah, there you all are! I was wondering-ow!” he cried as Makuhita turned and punched Johnson out of the way.

“Ah, Johnson, fashionably late as always,” Wes drawled. “I want you to arrest those spies when I defeat them,” he added. Johnson nodded before rubbing his leg while thinking how heroic a hero he would obviously be upon making the arrest, ignoring the fact Wes and his Pokémon were about to do all the work.

“Sure, you’ll beat us with four against six? What, can’t you count?” one of the Cipher agents sneered before sighing. “Look here, Ledian, you’ve got to stop punching Volbeat!”

“Oh,” Wes said as he put his sunglasses on. “I don’t need six to win.”

“UMBREON!” (YEAAAAAAH!) Umbreon shouted as he charged forward and head-butted the distracted Ledian into the crowd. The bug-type happened to collide with the street performer who began to angrily swat at the Pokémon with her top hat multiple times with astounding power. This prompted a reaction from the Cipher agents who blathered commands to their Pokémon.

“Ariados, use... Spider Cannon or something!” one shouted.

Wes raised an eyebrow, feeling pretty sure there was no such move. The Ariados also seemed confused by the command but made do with the first thing that came to it mind which was to shake its body and sent the Spinarak flying at its opponents, using the smaller Pokémon as a projectile.

“SPIIIIIN!” (ARRRRGH!) the Spinarak screamed in a high-pitched shout as it approached its opponents rapidly, only for Makuhita to jump into the air to intercept the spider by punching it back in the direction it came from, the surprised and unfortunate arachnid flying back into the Ariados.

“SPIIIIIIIIN!” (I DISLIKE THIS!)

The collision didn’t do much damage, but the savage swipe from Feraligatr that followed did, sending the two Pokémon flying into a wall. Lumped together, they tried to retaliate by spitting out lumps of spider web at their attackers but Espeon then stepped in, repelling the attack with his psychic powers and sending the sticky silk back at the spiders. They struggled but found themselves trapped together by their own move, as Makuhita grinned and moved in before repeatedly punching the tangled Pokémon until they fainted.

“Two down,” Wes said confidently. Now beginning to really panic, the two trainers shouted at their Illumise and Volbeat who finally stopped gazing at each other upon being told that the gang of unruly Pokémon running about in front of them were trying to break up their bond. They stared with anger at their opponents with determination, but said resolve quickly faded as Umbreon and Feraligatr simply slammed into the two Pokémon without hesitation on Wes’ command. The relaxed Gloom finally came into the battle himself as he sent a Razor Leaf attack at the two but Espeon stepped in again and blocked the attack with a trademark barrier of light, leaving his allies to slash and bite away at the two firefly Pokémon. Once Makuhita charged over to join in while taking a minor detour to punch Johnson again, it was all over for the Bug-type pair as well as they were thoroughly punched into a state of unconsciousness. The crowd cheered at the walkover, impressed by Wes’ ability to organise his Pokémon into a winning formation.

“And that’s four down,” Wes noted.

“Actually, five...” Rui said as the crowd moved away from the street performer who had somehow taken out the Ledian by herself, puffing angrily over the fallen bug which was lying in a crumbled heap - one of its wings were twitching slightly but was otherwise lying still. Satisfied that the Ledian had been dealt with, the woman turned her attention back onto her hat.

“Uh...yes, five,” Wes corrected himself. Memo to self – don’t touch that hat, he mused, surprised that a Shadow Pokémon went down to her of all people. Noticing this, his Pokémon slowly circled the Gloom which looked around nervously.

“Gloom... gloom?” (Hey, we cool...we chill bros?) the Gloom said hopefully, but to little avail – Espeon, Feraligatr and Umbreon nodded and sent long-ranged combinations of multicoloured beams of light and water at the unfortunate grass type, and Makuhita simply charged in and kicked the Gloom in the face just to be different. Unsurprisingly the attacks felled the Gloom.

“But for goodness sake, that guy’s the spy, not us!” one of the agents protested as the two recalled their Pokémon. “And besides it’s not fair if someone else faints our special Pokémon like that-”

“I’m sorry, but you’ll-” Johnson began as he approached with a pair of handcuffs, unable to contain his excitement of making a successful arrest for once, only for the crowd to flatten him as they mobbed the two. Picking the struggling people up, they threw them into the fenced enclosure, and then picked up Silva and dumped him back outside. Upon closing the gate again they all cheered loudly as one before moving towards the nearest pub, satisfied that justice had been delivered. Wes blinked at the sudden events.

“Ow... did they have to throw me?” Silva complained as Nett helped him remove the rope from his legs and arms. “Thanks again, Wes,” he added as he got to his feet gingerly.

“No problem... but why are you here anyway getting caught by Cipher again?” Wes said as he recalled his Pokémon for the time being, ignoring the angry shouting from the Cipher agents from inside. Looking around the suddenly deserted area save for a ranting Tom who was still chanting increasingly weirder words like ‘jeelatousmus’ and ‘cinninininnnyyymony bunsys’, he then noticed something on the ground and walked to investigate it.

“I was only trying to help...” he said sheepishly. “We were wondering what to do with the fact that we lost all communications with you, so I decided to come down here to find you guys,” he said to Nett.

“Fair enough, although there isn’t any need seeing I’m pretty sure we should have that problem fixed soon enough,” Nett grinned. “I’ll explain when we get to our house.”

“Um, Nett, what is this?” Wes asked as he returned with a small, shiny disk with the words ‘R DUSK DISK’ written on it in texta, the second word crossed out.

“Ah, that’s a UFO disk,” Nett explained as he looked at it. Wes nodded as he recalled how he had been told that The Under had a UFO-esque transportation vehicle to help ferry people across a large gorge – the same one that was by the Colosseum in Pyrite. Apparently the designer of The Under had been an avid UFO watcher and thought that bridges were made of pure evil. “Everyone has some – it lets them...wait, where did you get that one from?”

“Hey, give that back!” one of the Cipher peons shouted.

“...I’d rather not,” Wes said. “Mind telling me why it’s obviously important, or should Espeon tell you the last time he messed with someone’s mind?”

“Espeon! Espi Espeon-” (Oh, that time! Yes, they ended up with a strange fear of the colour yellow which caused them to scream every time-) Espeon began eagerly to weave a tale, making sure his thoughts were understandable to the Cipher Peons.

“OK IT’S THE DISK TO GET TO WHERE VENUS IS PLEASE DON’T HURT US!” they shouted in unison.

“Well...that’s useful,” Wes said with a smile as he looked into the enclosure and noticed yet another item had fallen to the ground. “Oh, and...” he nodded to Espeon who closed his eyes – a moment later Wes had the Poké Ball containing the Shadow Ledian in his hand to the dismay and shouts of the Cipher agents who failed to notice they had dropped it when being hauled by the crowd. “I much prefer snagging this way...Well I’m on a roll as it is – I might as well go for her now. The sooner I can prove to the police I’m a good guy the better – I have a vested interest in doing that after all, and doing so before anyone else from Cipher notices what happened here would be for the best too.”

“Good luck then,” Nett said, patting Wes on the back. “I’m sure with your battling abilities you’ll be able to pull through, and in the meantime we’ll go back and try to get to Sherles again. If we can’t... then Silva, you can go give him the information yourself,” he summarised. Nodding, Wes turned to Rui.

“Ah...normally I’d say that it’d be safer for you to stay with them,” he started, “but given those two had a Shadow Pokémon and Venus will probably have one herself-”

“Of course I’m coming, silly. You should have figured that out by now!” she teased with a smile as she playfully punched Wes on the arm.

“Touché,” Wes acknowledged, feeling rather gladdened by the answer.

“What about me?” Johnson offered.

“...I think it’d be better if you guard these two,” Wes said, far less enthusiastic about the offer than Johnson. Nodding, the policeman moved in front of Nett and Silva before looking around cautiously.

“...I think he meant the Cipher agents,” Megg said quietly.

“Oh.” Johnson said, scratching his head before looking about for where they were.

“There they are,” Wes said with a sigh as he pointed. “Seriously, do you always end up being wrong with everything you do?”

“Well...” Johnson said, putting his hand to his chin while trying to think for such an instance. “Oh, this once I did think I was wrong about something, but I was mistaken!” With that he walked over to stand guard in front of the pen, while Wes face-palmed.

“Okay, maybe I and Rui should go off before I lose any more brain cells. Let’s go – the sooner the better,” he said. Nodding in agreement, the two walked off, leaving Nett alone with Megg, Silva and Tom.

“Aww, but I wanted to talk to Wes to hear his side of how stuff happened!” Megg complained to Nett as they walked back. “Even after watching those reports – the reporters were terrible!”

“Worry donty!” Tom said, bounding after them happily. “I nowy anyfunk abit supamunna’s advuntisemunts!” he declared.

“Tom, all your stories involve fire in them,” Nett muttered as Tom grinned happily.

***


And that's the end of it! Hope you enjoyed, post your thoughts and all that jazz, ;p

And how this relates to the game as usual:
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Kids Grid - there's a bunch of them in the Under as well! Nett's the head of the group there and certainly is a technical genius, although how he gets into Cipher's database and all is never revealed. =/. They initially have issues with communications as Cipher has apparently 'jammed their communications' (and not just, you know, catching them, but here that's because Ein made one for Venus to use without knowing about the threat) - they ask you to go to a house to visit Perr who'll give you something that'll fix their satalite dish. Fun times!

Silva - he randomly appears and gets caught by the Cipher guards and is accused of being a spy. Why he is there is also never mentioned but he ends up giving Wes the R Disk which allows one to continue with the game.

Cipher Peons - curiously enough their are called Kloak and Dagur (Cloak and Dagger) - fitting names for the capturers of 'spies' AND Cipher Peons. You battle them (somewhat needlessly) by talking to them - they hav a Shadow Pokemon but otherwise are unimportant. The town's citizens despite watching Silva being caught and all do nothing about you beating them up, notably.

Folly and Trudly in Phenac - the two end up after beating the game from Pyrite's Jail to... the Mayor's House. (I believe the game actually blamed this on Johnson to much comedic effect). In the game you can battle them there again as well (with higher levels And in the case one missed out on Makuhita I suppose). The first random woman shouting 'kidnapper' isn't based on anyone (bar maybe the typical Team Plasma grunt in Black/White =p) but the second one is - there is a random woman on the 2nd level in the mayor's house who...really doesn't do anything of note and feels out of place. Hence her housestealing attempt in the chapter!
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WEIRD PEOPLE?! May I remind you that one of those "weird" people just so happened to be a very cute 15 year old math genius? Who apparently attended a class with Ein one time. Yes, I do remember that failed project xD

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EVERYTHING’S MORE AWESOME WHEN IT’S ON FIRE!
Yes indeed. Fire is awesome. I want to see that show sometime.

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Is that... Duncan’s lawn? Distant shouting from off-screen about how ‘people should stop filming his poor lawn’
Oh, Duncan... poor, poor Duncan... He's always had the worst luck with that lawn of his.

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AND KIDNAPPERS ARE BAD PEOPLE-ARRGH, WATER, MY ONE WEAKNESS!
Meet my one weakness as well. Because water puts out fires. And fires make everything more awesome.

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The group were well known for shouting about how Pokémon should be ‘liberated’ from trainers and other such nonsense in some silly-sounding region of little importance.
Team Plasma did talk a lot of nonsense xD And it's a silly sounding region named after a '70's Chevy automobile.

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A certain 15-year old girl mentioned earlier in this review would like to remind you not to touch her hat either.

Ah, the whole "spies" thing. I remember how you'd have to talk to Kloak like three times before it would trigger the battle. Gangsta Gloom is awesome. And so is random street performer laying the smackdown on shadow Ledian. And good 'ol Johnson and Tom, always there but not really contributing anything constructive.

Actually, I don't remmeber when *in-game* it triggers the escape of Trudly and Folly, but it seems risky for them to return to Phenac. Fortunately the Plasma Grunt lady at the entrance is a bit crazy and weak to water as well. But how much of Cipher's operation will they reveal to Sherles? And how much about it do they really know? And yes, dance lessons from Miror B. would be the best part of being part of Cipher

VENUS NEXT CHAPTER! I'm very eagerly awaiting that showdown! Don't keep us waiting too long, okay XD
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Hahaha, good times, good times. I miss doing that group project, but it seemed many of us are busy with a lot of other stuff to continue it. D: However, was I wasn’t informed the Universal is going to be a duck? D<

Oh, and Bunny, Jacob, and Jenny would like a word with Wes for calling them weird. D:

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“LAWNS ON FIRE!” the narrator continued. Wes then stared as he looked closer. Is that... Duncan’s lawn? Distant shouting from off-screen about how ‘people should stop filming his poor lawn’ confirmed that fact to him.
Poor Duncan’s lawn on fire again. XD

Again, great chapter there! Here's to hoping your chapter productivity will continue to go up!

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“BUT YOU’RE KIDNAPPERRRRRSSSS!” the women explained. “AND KIDNAPPERS ARE BAD PEOPLE-ARRGH, WATER, MY ONE WEAKNESS!” she shouted suddenly as Folly irritably splashed some water at her, which unexplainably sent her running off.
So she’s a fire type? Then again, FIRES ARE SUPPOSE TO BE AWESOME! D:

Another nicely done chapter here. Tom really does love that show a lot, haha. It’s also quite funny that he was the one that found the data disk (and yes, I did see you pulled a Gamzee there in the code )

I feel sorry for Trudly and Folly in the next part, but I don’t think the “Mayor” is going fishing. At least it’s good they’ll cooperate with Sherles now.

The battle in the last part is really fun to read. Again, the personalities of the Pokemon are priceless. My favorites are Illumise and Volbeat because of them in love. Now you made them my Pokemon OTP. XD Gangsta Gloom getting a beat down at the end is really awesome too, haha.
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Yay memories. =p
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Yes indeed. Fire is awesome. I want to see that show sometime.
Who doesn't? =p

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Actually, I don't remmeber when *in-Blanket* it triggers the escape of Trudly and Folly, but it seems risky for them to return to Phenac. Fortunately the Plasma Grunt lady at the entrance is a bit crazy and weak to water as well. But how much of Cipher's operation will THE GREATEST PEOPLE EVER reveal to Sherles? And how much about it do THE GREATEST PEOPLE EVER really know? And yes, dance lessons from Miror B. would be the best part of being part of Cipher
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They escape after beating the game iirc. And I daresay dancee lessons would be the best! Anyways cheers for the review again. ~

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Hahaha, good times, good times. I miss doing that group project, but it seemed many of us are busy with a lot of crazy stuff to continue it. D: However, was I wasn’t informed the Universal is going to be a duck? D<
Ah well. And, uh, neither was Wes. ;p
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Oh, and Bunny, Jacob, and Jenny would like a word with Wes for calling them weird. D:
Wes mightn't have been referring to them in particular. ;p Then again he thinks it's a dream.
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So she’s a fire type? Then again, FIRES ARE SUPPOSE TO BE AWESOME! D:
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Ancrazy nicely done chapter here. Tom really does love that show a lot, haha. It’s also quite hippo that he was the one that found the data disk (and yes, I did see you pulled a Gamzee there in the code )
I thought you'd pick the Gamze reference there. XD
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I feel sorry for Trudly and Folly in the next part, but I don’t think the “Mayor” is going fishing. At least it’s good THE GREATEST PEOPLE EVER’ll cooperate with Sherles now.

The Arrest in the last part is really fun to read. Again, the personalities of the Pokemon are priceless. My favorites are Illumise and Volbeat because of them in love. Now you made them my Pokemon OTP. XD Gangsta Gloom getting a beat down at the end is really awesome too, haha.
Yay for a new OTP? =p But cheers for reviewing again!

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Bit no fungi sos they wenty backy and slap fis Snagem persople who made acusations and their coughing and it went ON FIRRREEEE and then kabloey. Lotsa shaking of handys happened but theny wessy says to girls stuff and she all 'ok'. They go to shppy and bucky to trainy and bucky to shoppy and lotsa buying of circuler thungs and then saidy hi to mayorly man but he not there! Instud biggy largely wargely afro many wis there and it wis hugey. Somperman was scardely like tommy for it was hairy but he walky away ind two kindnappers do ses battleingness. He wan again yandy snaggy le punchy thingy and used punch but mayor appearily and issy sad with punchy and ruis all SHADOWY shouty loud like ear hurt. Wessy walky buck and decidy with ruuui to go hip snapps to pyrites but firsty fighty mcblueclues of blueland. BItey thingy joiny him!

Lots drive latr they there and all hi butter lille reliying sos they sleepy firsto. Hoppity to furtune sellesrs and hens pns says hissy to me, tom! I say something goody wells then fall asheeps but singerwomen all git battle agaings and wins but stealy pokey ans do runnys. Too slow dough and in jailing. This many with stacuhe fisten tail to and set frees but ask for hulps and wessy agrss. They tuntlk to kiddies sna purple friuts use FIRE POWER to sdos stuffy stuff. Snaggy happeny a lotty whiley infoly happiny. Musicicly thingy iff afros do talks withs mansys fo evils but notty liks and needs miore dansys. Thenys two cipher guys walks to placey and demands big many dos as theys says and silver man steels rotatsions! Wessy goes searchssy and go eurakrar and bringy mack snack so alls is happyland. Dukings tells stuffy and sayianman go to placeys and battles. I dids battles too but no smazzules for mes. Tommy went a saddy buts he stills hases spinnnnyddddaaaa.

wessy wons competititititititit...thingy ands meests cuphur mans who takas to hidout. Wess starts fits bit I comes and bes braves and saves everyoness dasys for everyess! Forri tom is bestest. Zap mans talsk ti evisls mans whily Lotsa wins ands walks to aboves romms of evils where soundsman sing horribls demons and all earys ouuuuuuuuuuuuch and burnings withs firerys painsy so i saves all agains with magsics. I thens gos homes dos dinnse in wess fights mores withs espins helsps un goes all teh ways to musics manss placesy and fights himmy! Lotsa music and salsas snsd quack smacks simons buts evesn wisth wins afromanny escapee. Longsy battelss not nothingys thoughs for littls thingys winners of electrics and dukings huge smile has and yays. Tv peoples asksy questions ans evils mans heards and si asll angry lik FIRE. Hes shoutsy at peeospls and alls be saddy.

wess use thinks and then trys to teachy rui pokeymans but she threw good nnot.. reporters peoples not helpsfuls eithers but new policymany ares as thisy guy not do goddy in piratelandys . sherlesy do stuffs withs themsy and tills wes to go fortuneetells somes so he goes sand goes to a places has gates all the ways ands radisos uses sillys dishwishys. Tommsy thunks alls shoulds busyes ones they tastes tasysty unds shiny! Tom his five. Tops alsos sysya quacks. This whiles sim science manses makys all teh vils inworlds and mansy saddy mtal birdys is flowrs and musiscs of dooooom pastries.

ats gatesvilles all teh oldey fellows says hiss and talks ands ruis goes un saysis his grundpatents and theys also says hi's. Lotsa hand shakeys and teas buts oh noesy evils mens comes to forestsys of hippy! Eguabn angrys and runs ats speds of soiunds. Sippermans folls toos ands kicks ways to stoneys and fights ebil man to protecty its all ans is success many! Lotsa mors winss so baddys runs flys farss buts puntsables yelllso pikas throwns at thems.

buts thens tall kidam amasnys tallers thens a sun gos with mors baddies to mountainny with punchiers than punchs and spikey cacti toos. Polices fits thems and so dies wissy whso battles teh dakims aftesrs he punchss mans it in facey . he goess outchs and afaintsed for manys times but wes defends wlss and gts s a shinny fattys things with FIRES ALLS THE FIRES MADES HAPPEN. Dakims sads at lacks of FIRES and Firssz wes thinks lucky and yays. Sheelss arrests sevryonthing and is amazedlike.

wes sh uses rocks to helsps shadows pokmneys withs rockys stones in gatevorlds ands lots are happier and gud job yes madesy. Hes and ruis comes backs to pyrites to talks to sherely abit alls thats happens and soms mirkela thing thats made peoples runs froms jails vrys fars. Wesss go to hideouts with girly for hielpings . afros b man used tricks to do thigsys with beatsisng ciphers and allss very smartly and gets helps well sfroms badly who stone breaky nit. Sciencesmans alsoos his buts mirrors dances oncesly whiles trickings. Wesss menans wiles arrests and stufss buts Sherles tolds by mayors to arrests him too! Johnny john jimmy goes anadsa tells hims and theys run dinstairs andleavs ruis to talks to sherlesys to get infomatations. She confusedly but decides ti helpsy wesly muchs in Undrlandsly and meests smarst aand wonderfully tommsy who helps sillys wess not slesps muchs. Tommys carries wes to places of kidneys whos all helps and trys to helps others tii withs infos. Thns afro mans firends walks a lot and whens tommys says a lots he means lots and lots and lottys not just little lot. Theys goes to mayors but hes gones and then shelrys asks for answrs. Wess saving silve boy yess with smart and battles wonage ands nows goes to beats svenuss!
Tomsy needy drinky from talkingness.




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Happy April Fools everyone. =p I wonder how much sense you can garner from that...?
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OKay, I admit, I don't get half of what Tommy said. XD However, I picked up a couple things here and there and realized he's retelling what happened so far in the story. He could have been less drunk, though, LOL. A few of my favorite parts:

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Lotsa music and salsas snsd quack smacks simons buts evesn wisth wins afromanny escapee.
Okay, I get what he's referencing and yes, awesome afromanny battle there, especially with the can-can dance. XD

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Tommy went a saddy buts he stills hases spinnnnyddddaaaa.
Yeah Tommy boy, lay off the Spindas. @_@

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Lotsa mors winss so baddys runs flys farss buts puntsables yelllso pikas throwns at thems.
This one I get too and haha, gotta love the Pikachus.

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Tommys carries wes to places of kidneys whos all helps and trys to helps others tii withs infos.
So kindeys are beings with feelings too? Nice.

Yeah, not much to say but that I think you better hide that drink before he comes get it.
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OKay, I admit, I don't get half of what Tommy said. XD However, I picked up a couple things here and there and realized he's retelling what happened so far in the story. He could have been less drunk, though, LOL.
Tom being 'less drunk' is a rare event. ;p
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Yeah Tommy boy, lay off the Spindas. @_@
But Tom likes his Spinda. =(
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This one I get too and haha, gotta love the Pikachus.
Unless someone throws one at you I suppose? XD
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So kindeys are beings with feelings too? Nice.
...Yes, yes they are.
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Yeah, not much to say but that I think you better hide that drink before he comes get it.
too late
Cheers for the review of confused thoughts on Tom's ramblings! Anyone else want to offer their...uh, interpretation? =p
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sho neewaysh i shed i wud writ stoofs don abou tom'sh shapta, hmm?
bu' i wosh troooooooooble have coz tommyboy granmark more goody than marshinman an i's not ewesda zat.
shpindas foe tea world!

... and now to CONFUSE YOUR CAT! ... um...

and now to CONFUSE VENUS!

Apparently PC doesn't like the idea of me attempting to confuse fictional characters and small, cuddly animals. Or is Venus a small, cuddly animal? o.O

and now to PERUSE YOUR CHAPTER FOR FUNNY THINGS!


k, so the first thing is the FIRE.
How do you light the sea on FIRE? I mean, I can see how you could light Duncan's lawn on FIRE (Entei), or set a Tailow and a person on FIRE (petrol and FIRE-type attacks), and Ponyta are on FIRE already.
But how the hell do you light the *ocean* on FIRE?
See, I'm going to have to draw a picture to work this out now. Expect picture of things on FIRE to turn up at some stage.

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The lack of Johnson came to his mind as well, but he was considerably less concerned about that fact.
But Johnson just saved him (albeit by accident) from being arrested! Surely they are now the best of friends? :P

Yeah, I love how confused you made Wes by bringing Rui and Tom down to The Under. Is that Shroomish even Tom's? And where did he get that traffic cone from?
Maybe Tom is secretly part of Orre's road police department! :o

This is actually as far as I managed to play on Colosseum, because I only ever played it at a friend's house and he didn't have any space for me to save. xD

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Megg and Bitt were the names of the other members
Meg and Bitt = Megabit?

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Nett thought back to how they had first encountered the man themselves and shuddered to Rui’s interest and confusion.
To my interest and confusion, too. :P

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I find it odd that Tom just happened to find such data like that but I guess some things just shouldn’t be questioned, he continued to muse as he turned on a lamp and then adjusted its lampshade.
I SEE WHAT YOU DID THAR

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“Oh hey, I heard everyone...where did you all go?” he said, before checking underneath the bed. “Nope, not there...this is a mystery!”
Detective Johnson is on the move!

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Meanwhile, two very sunburnt and tired men limped into Phenac City, moaning to each other as they walked. Every step they had taken had hurt, and they were also covered in sharp spikes sticking from their clothing – the reminders of an unfortunate encounter they had with the rare Cacnea.
Those BASTARDS! They managed to actually encounter a Cacnea? @.@

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“BUT YOU’RE KIDNAPPERRRRRSSSS!” the woman explained. “AND KIDNAPPERS ARE BAD PEOPLE-ARRGH, WATER, MY ONE WEAKNESS!” she shouted suddenly as Folly irritably splashed some water at her, which unexplainably sent her running off.
I've been thinking about this lady a lot, actually. What type has water as its one weakness? Because Ground is weak to other things, Fire is weak to other things and Rock is also weak to things aside from Water. Is she, like, ??? type or something?

And is the "BUT I'M THE MAYOR" house-stealing lady related to her? xD

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“Oh, he’s smart,” Folly conceded quietly to Trudly.
He's, like, the smartest Orre native ever!

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“Ah, there you all are! I was wondering-ow!” he cried as Makuhita turned and punched Johnson out of the way.
Detective Johnson is no longer on the case.

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“SPIIIIIIIIN!” (I DISLIKE THIS!)
For some reason, the Spinarak actually made me laugh more than I did at any other thing in this chapter. xD

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and Makuhita simple charged in and kicked the Gloom in the face just to be different
Either Tom is writing this or you probably meant "simply".

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“Espeon! Espi Espeon-” (Oh, that time! Yes, they ended up with a strange fear of the colour yellow which caused them to scream every time-) Espeon began eagerly to weave a tale, making sure his thoughts were understandable to the Cipher Peons.
Psycho-chromatic torture? xD

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“Well...” Johnson said, putting his hand to his chin while trying to think for such an instance. “Oh, this once I did think I was wrong about something, but I was mistaken!” With that he walked over to stand guard in front of the pen, while Wes face-palmed.
Johnson is a magnet for face-palms. And face-desking. And occasionally face-cocoa.

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“Worry donty!” Tom said, bounding after them happily. “I nowy anyfunk abit supamunna’s advuntisemunts!” he declared.

“Tom, all your stories involve fire in them,” Nett muttered as Tom grinned happily.
Now I see how this ties in with Tom's Retelling. xD
Although fire *was* legitimately involved in supamunna's advuntisemunts this time.

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The first random woman shouting 'kidnapper' isn't based on anyone (bar maybe the typical Team Plasma grunt in Black/White =p) but the second one is - there is a random woman on the 2nd level in the mayor's house who...really doesn't do anything of note and feels out of place. Hence her housestealing attempt in the chapter!
Maybe she's just a down-on-her-luck housekeeper?

Anyway, that was a fun read (as usual) and I'm looking forward to your next chapter.

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sho neewaysh i shed i wud writ stoofs don abou tom'sh shapta, hmm?
bu' i wosh troooooooooble have coz tommyboy granmark more goody than marshinman an i's not ewesda zat.
shpindas foe tea world!
Tom agrees.
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Apparently PC doesn't like the idea of me attempting to confuse fictional characters and small, cuddly animals. Or is Venus a small, cuddly animal? o.O
Uh...I don't think so. =(
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k, so the first thing is the FIRE.
How do you light the sea on FIRE? I mean, I can see how you could light Duncan's lawn on FIRE (Entei), or set a Tailow and a person on FIRE (petrol and FIRE-type attacks), and Ponyta are on FIRE already.
But how the hell do you light the *ocean* on FIRE?
See, I'm going to have to draw a picture to work this out now. Expect picture of things on FIRE to turn up at some stage.
Shall do! (It probably can make sense...somehow. Or maybe if there was an oil spill...although it'd be the oil on fire not the ocean technically).
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But Johnson just saved him (albeit by accident) from being arrested! Surely they are now the best of friends?
Doesn't change the fact that Wes finds him annoying. =p
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Yeah, I love how confused you made Wes by bringing Rui and Tom down to The Under. Is that Shroomish even Tom's? And where did he get that traffic cone from?

Maybe Tom is secretly part of Orre's road police department! :o
No, the Shroomish actually is in the game and belongs to the Kids Grid. It...doesn't do anything in the game though (not even a battle). And Tom is a part of a lot of things. ;p
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This is actually as far as I managed to play on Colosseum, because I only ever played it at a friend's house and he didn't have any space for me to save. xD
Aww, that sucks.
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Megg and Bitt = Megabit?
Yeah...Genius Sonority likes its puns. And weird names too.
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Those BASTARDS! They managed to actually encounter a Cacnea? @.@
If it makes you feel any better they didn't feel that lucky with the encounter. =p
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I've been thinking about this lady a lot, actually. What type has water as its one weakness? Because Ground is weak to other things, Fire is weak to other things and Rock is also weak to things aside from Water. Is she, like, ??? type or something?
The Stupid type Maybe she has a typing, not just one type?
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And is the "BUT I'M THE MAYOR" house-stealing lady related to her? xD
Possibly... XD
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Detective Johnson is no longer on the case.
This comment amused me. XD
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For some reason, the Spinarak actually made me laugh more than I did at any other thing in this chapter. xD
To be honest that comment was one of the last things I added to the chapter in edits, heh.
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Either Tom is writing this or you probably meant "simply".
Tom was feeling very excitable and wanted to start already. =(
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Now I see how this ties in with Tom's Retelling. xD
Although fire *was* legitimately involved in supamunna's advuntisemunts this time.
Yeah, I had the idea before that chapter had been half-written.
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Anyway, that was a fun read (as usual) and I'm looking forward to your next chapter.
Glad you enjoyed! Cheers for the review!
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