Fridays or the weekend seems to be my schedule. Here's the third chapter. Hopefully, you'll enjoy. Also, you'll see that I used some things from other parts of the forum that I thought was neat.
Chapter Three
Apparently, there was a hospital in this remote area. It wasn’t big or anything, but it was located on the other side of the stadium from the apartments. As you curved around the stadium from the apartments, you would come to an opening in the canyon on the right that led to the rest of Johto. But there was a small space directly in front of that area that housed small businesses, such as hospitals, markets and some other stuff as well.
Zach kept apologizing to Ryan’s mother, Lisa, even though he knew he couldn’t have caused his fainting. Lisa knew it wasn’t him as well, and tried to stop Zach from bothering her over and over, but he persisted.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Gretchel,” Zach had repeated while they were walking down the pale white hallway of a hospital. Ryan was on a cart, with the wheels making an undisturbed hum as they rolled down the hallway.
“I know it wasn’t you, now stop apologizing,” Ryan’s mother said, this time not trying to cover up what she had been trying to say nicely before. Zach got the hint, and was quiet the rest of the time.
They entered the room, a cold breeze following the opening of the door. It looked like a typical hospital room, with the bed with paper on top of it and a silver stand next to it, carrying supplies. The walls were the same color as the rest of the hospital’s walls: white. Other than that, there were minor things like pictures on the walls of people and Pokémon.
The doctors lifted Ryan up and onto the bed, and left the room. Quickly after, a ringing sounded, as if from a cellphone.
“Sorry,” Lisa said, grabbing a cellphone from her back pocket and waving it at Zach, with its back facing him. “Excuse me.” She walked into the bathroom, and turned both the lights and vent fan on. It was loud enough Zach wouldn’t be able to hear her from outside, but she would be able to answer her call and understand the person talking.
She locked the door, and put her phone back into her back pocket, and sat on the closed toilet lid. She then rolled up her gray sweater’s left sleeve, made of Mareeps’ wool. A blue watch was revealed, with four small, silver buttons on the corners of it. The square screen was flashing red, and it was the real cause of the ringing. She pressed the top right button, and the screen switched to a picture of a man on the left and some hardly visible writing on the right, probably telling basic info on the person.
She pulled a stick from the right of the watch like you would a Nintendo DS and pressed the small, square screen. The man’s picture hovered over the writing, seeming to be getting closer and closer to Lisa, until it covered the entire screen now.
“What are you doing?” the man asked.
“My son just fainted for an unexplained reason; I’m at the hospital now.” Lisa paused, waiting for her boss to say something.
“We’re going to bomb the stadium at 3:00pm,” her boss finally said. “You’re not high enough level to know the information on why. Be prepared; if your son doesn’t run away from anger, convince him to go find the stone and to restore peace back to his home. If you’ve been telling me the truth about how much he loves the stadium, he should run away to find the stone on his own.”
Lisa was shocked, but didn’t argue. “What should I do?”
“Come to the base,” her boss said. “That’s all. Everything else will be dealt with once you get there.”
Lisa pondered, trying to find how to address her boss. “Yes, sir,” she finally came up with.
Her superior’s face twisted in disapproval. “I’m not the kind of boss that makes you respect me by saying sir and the such. Don’t address me as that. Speak to me as you would anyone else.”
“Okay,” Lisa said, regretting her choice of calling him sir. “Is that all?”
“Yes,” her boss responded. The screen returned to the static, until it automatically returned to the main screen. The main screen displayed the time, disguising itself of what it really was. The time was 2:23pm. Lisa rolled her sleeve over the watch once again, and left the bathroom after turning the light and fan off.
“What was that about?” Zach asked. Ryan was still unconcious.
Lisa didn’t reply quickly, trying to find out what she should say. Eventually, she came up with something she didn’t think would reveal anything important. “I just got bad news… or actually a rumor of bad news. However, it sounds realistic. At three, there’s going to be a bombing.” She had a specialty of being able to make herself cry, and she forced a few tears out of her eyes. Afterwards, she burst out into tears, just like someone would when they learned someone close to them just died.
Zach hugged her, feeling awkward. He tried to comfort her by doing the noise of “shhh” and saying stuff similar to ‘it’s gonna be okay’. He was completely oblivious to her faking.
Through fake tears, Lisa looked up at Zach. “Please, take care of my Ryan if anything happens to me or him. Will you?” The tears were already drying up, and she hoped she wouldn’t ruin her disguise.
“With my life,” Zach promised.
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Ryan awoke to a cold breeze sweeping across his face. His vision was blurry, as if water was in his eyes. What he could see through this substance though was all white, with simple colors here and there. Suddenly, a dark figure loomed over his vision. It started to speak, but his ears weren’t working properly either.
After a couple of minutes, his vision became clear enough. It wasn’t like the usual, but he could still see. His mother had been leaning over him, talking to him, telling him to wake up. Zach was near the door with his arms folded, staring at him. Ryan could tell he was trying to hide it, but his eyes were filled with sorrow.
“I’m fine, Mom,” Ryan said. His mother stopped leaning over him and sighed in relief. She walked over to the only doctor in the room. He had a white coat on, going to the top of his shoes. It was like a scientist’s lab coat.
“He says he’s fine,” she said to him. “Can we leave?”
“I guess so,” the doctor replied. “After all, he only fainted.” He let the last sentence trail off.
“Okay, Ryan,” she said, turning back to him. “Let’s go.”
She’s in a hurry, Ryan thought, slowly getting up. There was a clock on the wall above him, and it showed that it was 2:53. He walked over to his mother and Zach, and the three of them left the room. As they were walking down the hallway, Ryan asked why his mother was in a hurry.
“She just heard a rumor that… there will be a bombing around this area at three,” Zach answered for her.
“Will it destroy the stadium?” Ryan asked, worried.
They left the building. “It’s just a rumor, Ryan,” Zach said. “Let’s go shop for some supplies, in case it’s true and we need to fight.” As Lisa walked to the car, Zach and Ryan walked to the market. They went to a Pokémon medicine stand and bought Potions and Full Heals. Zach stored them in his backpack, which Ryan just realized he had had.
“Are you a traveler?” Ryan asked.
“Yeah, about to leave. Just want to stay here for the bombing though, so I can help protect this area.” He then walked to another stand selling food and Ryan followed him. He bought the cheapest things: Chansey eggs. You just cracked it open and the yolk was a mix between food and a drink. It tasted like yogurt.
Suddenly, a roar echoed throughout the canyon. Ryan and Zach looked at the stadium, already guessing what had happened. Sure enough, black smoke like a Horsea’s was rising from the stadium. Helicopters hovered above, dropping bombs.
Zach took action quickly. He sent out his Slowbro and another bomb dropped from a helicopter. “Use Psychic and send it back at the helicopter that dropped it!” he commanded his Pokémon. The hermit crab used its telekinesis to grab the black bomb in mid-air, and then it reversed direction and struck the helicopter. It exploded on contact, destroying the helicopter and the ones hovering nearby. Rubble and other material fell from all directions, threatening to kill anyone in its landing. One piece fell near a stand, and the fire started to spread around the stand. “Water Gun!” Slowbro spat a jet of water from its mouth and doused the fire quickly. It was the food stand and the owner thanked them by giving them some extra food: spaghetti made from Tangela vines and Tauros meatballs, contained in cans. Zach stored them in the backpack.
Then he saw Ryan running out of the canyon. He returned his Slowbro and ran after him, hearing Ryan yell to his mother driving nearby, “I’m going to find that stone!”
Lisa Gretchel sobbed in her car and followed her son out of the canyon, but to another direction.