OOC: Lol, slls, you gotta lot of reading to do. i dont even know why I wrote this much :D :P :) and every other amused smilie that I can't think of right now.
Warren's eyes snapped open as the ground shook beneath him. What was that? Slowly, he sat up and looked around. Danny and Liv were still asleep over on the beds. The door was still locked and shut. Maybe he had imagined the tremors. Any doubts were banished, however, when the door burst open, the lock breaking into pieces. Warren scrambled upright as Liv and Danny fell onto the floor in one flailing, synchronized motion. Blinking in the sudden light, Warren glanced to the door, already knowing what he would see there.
"Well isn't this a pleasant surprise?" drawled a voice from the doorway, though the mouth that spoke the words was hidden by a screen of blood-red hair. "It was so nice of you to join us, Warren. I almost thought that you might not make it." Growling, Warren scrambled to his feet, reaching for his waist, but finding only empty air where his Pokeballs normally were. He'd left them with Nurse Joy. As Warren silently berated himself, Guy flicked the light switch and took advantage of the temporary blindness to step into the room. Next to him stood Electrike and Needle.
"That shaking...what did you do?" Warren gasped. Guy just smiled.
"Well, that pesky Nurse Joy simply wouldn't let me past. Apparently, some little brat had told her to look out for a red-head with an Electrike. So, I told my Voltorb to take care of her. And you know what Voltorb have a tendency to do..." Warren blanched.
"It blew up? What about Nurse Joy? Is she..." Guy smirked at Warren's face.
"You have changed considerably since I first met you. Back then, you were trying to be such a hard man, but now you actually seem to care about people. You've become softer...nicer...weaker. But I wouldn't worry about Nurse Joy if I were you. I'd be far more concerned for my own safety. So I'd naturally accept any offer that the nice boy was offering..."
"What kind of offer are you talking about?" Warren asked warily, though he could guess the sort of thing that was coming.
"Simple. Surrender Mankey, then call that professor of yours and tell her to send over the rat. In return, none of you suffer grievous bodily injuries. Fair deal, hmm?" Warren laughed.
"Yeah, that's fair. We surrender everything and get 'protection'. It wouldn't be so laughable if you weren't suggesting that its you we need protection from." Guy sighed heavily, a fake look of pity on his face.
"I was hoping it would be easier than this, but if you will leave me no alternative...Needle, grab the young boy." All three of them gasped as the giant insect darted forwards with its huge spears raised.
"No way!" Warren shouted, stepping smartly in front of Danny. Guy raised an eyebrow.
"If you want to get to Danny, Guy, you're going to have to go through me first!" The other eyebrow followed the first.
"Very well. Take him instead, Needle." Warren barely had time to widen his eyes before a large stinger tapped him right between the eyes. Trying to seem co-operative, Warren raised his hands.
"Okay. Chill there, Guy. No need to get violent." Danny stepped forwards but Warren held out a hand. "No. Keep hold of Mankey." Guy smirked.
"As you wish. You two can keep Mankey until you decide that you want Warren back. Its one or the other, I'm afraid. But, seeing as you blew your chance now, its gonna be a little while before you get another opportunity to trade" He turned to Warren. "Move it. We're losing time here." His arms still in the air, he backed out of the door, his heart sinking as Guy ordered Electrike to fry the lock. He glanced around desperately for another trainer, but either they were the only ones in the Centre, or the others were hiding in their rooms after the explosion.
As Warren backed into the lobby, he gasped. A Voltorb was lying there, unconscious. Nurse Joy was still standing by the counter, but there was a hole in her side the size of a football. This would have been more disgusting if Warren hadn't been able to see the cogs and gears sticking out where most people would have had muscles and bones. More machinery parts littered the floor. Step by step, the pair crossed the floor, Needle's stinger never moving more than an inch from Warren's face. Then, against all odds, Nurse Joy moved. Some electric light flickered behind her glass eyes and a garbled voice began to play, though her lips weren't moving.
"Welcome to...centre...please may I...Pokémon. Would you...room?" In shock, Guy and Needle both looked round and Warren took the opportunity to act. Charging forwards, he kicked Needle squarely in the abdomen. Before it could recover, he smashed his fist into the side of its head, knocking it out cold. Guy turned back, gaping in shock as Warren turned to him, before crying out in glee as Electrike leapt from its master's side and sank its sharp teeth into his enemy's arm. Stumbling backwards, Warren's hand fell onto something round and smooth. A Pokeball. One of his own, given to Nurse Joy mere hours ago. They were littering the floor of the reception, decimated by the blast. Grinning, Warren threw off Electrike, then hurled his Pokeball after it. Unlike the electric dog, his ball did not hit the floor, but rather burst open to reveal...Rattata. Warren grinned again. Rattata might not be his strongest fighter, but it had real motivation to fight against Guy. Without even waiting for an order, she nodded to Warren, then leapt at Electrike, teeth glinting in the flickering electric light.
Guy stepped forwards, growling, but headed straight for Warren, ignoring the scrapping pair completely. An ungodly look on his face, he raised another Pokeball and Warren gulped. He still had no idea what Pokémon made up the rest of Guy's party. Worried, he stepped back as the light burst from the ball, forming into a medium sized black dog with a steel plate on its head and a red belly. A Houndour.
"Ember!" Guy ordered, delirious with rage as Warren leapt to the side, the fiery pellets singing his shirt but missing his skin by millimetres. His scrabbling fingers closing around another ball, Warren threw, desperately hoping that this wasn't Bellsprout or Beedrill. He was in luck.
"Poliiiiii!" came the cry as a small blue tadpole formed from the Pokeball.
"Water Gun!" Warren shouted and Poliwag stepped forwards, releasing a torrent of water from its mouth that barely missed Houndour. Growling, the black dog leapt forwards, its teeth glinting. Poliwag threw itself to the side and the duo lunged at each other, trading attacks in a battle of fire and water.
Warren, too busy watching the duelling pair, only just saw Guy running at him out of the corner of his eye. Ducking just a little too late, Guy's fist clipped the side of Warren's head, not hard enough to knock him down but hard enough to send him reeling. Warren hadn't earned his bullying reputation for being a wimp, though. Grimacing, he threw another punch at Guy, who spun out of the way, only to have a misguided Ember attack fly into his hair. Screaming in pain, he stumbled and Warren took his chance, delivering a vicious uppercut that snapped Guy's head back with an audible crack. Shocked, Houndour and Electrike looked round, distracted from their own battles. In a similar manner to their trainer, both Rattata and Poliwag finished their opponents, catching them off-guard.
Slowly, Warren sank to the ground. Four Pokémon and one brat littered the floor, all unconscious. Slowly gathering his strength, Warren stumbled to one of the phones in the corner. His own would be in the locked room, where Danny and Liv would be sitting, wondering what the hell was happening upstairs. Sighing, Warren collapsed onto the stool in front of the video-phone, dialling the police number. An officer answered, his eyes widening in shock as he saw the scene of devastation behind Warren.
"Where are you and what the hell happened?" he barked sharply. Warren moaned in exhaustion and pain.
"I'm in...the Celadon Centre..." he gasped. And then he fainted.