Okay, I haven't been on in a while, but finally decided to keep posting the story. Here's Chapter II:
Chapter II:
Riolu was really beginning to make Chris regret owning such a large rescue team. The flower on Chris’s back swished to and fro as he struggled to get out from the pile of logs under which he was buried, a trap Riolu set up. He’s just tempting fate now. Chris thought to himself as he brushed away the remaining debris with the vines growing from his back and went to Riolu’s room, marked by a trail of gold coins from the sack he had been carrying. Chris placed his front right foot on the door. The rotting wood on the locked door splintered from Chris’s weight, instead of simply swaying open like it would if he were still a human. Inside, Riolu turned to the leader of Team FireRoot and snickered. Chris glared.
“Riolu, I don’t want to have to use corporeal punishment to get you to do what you should, but I will if I have to.” Chris snarled.
“Relax stupid,” Riolu calmly said, “I got the food to Tiny Woods. Swampert said I could keep any change left over.”
“Swampert meant any change obtained honestly,” Chris frowned, glancing at the old analog clock on the wall, “now thanks to you, I’m going to be late for my meeting with Gardevoir in Pokemon Square. You’ll just have to come along with me.” After some coaxing from Chris’s Vine Whip, Riolu climbed on Chris’s back, in front of the flower.
Riolu grudgingly went with Chris to Scorched Plains to meet Typhlosion, which was a long and grueling trip in itself, due to Riolu’s annoyed mutterings, and Chris’s hurt leg due to the logs falling upon him. Once there, Chris explained Riolu’s crimes to Typhlosion, who listened intently, having been a troublemaker himself, and then the three hurried to the center of town. Chris had it all planned out: having some experience with Poke Balls and teleportation devices prior to becoming a Pokemon, he had designed a type of Poke Ball that would call forth Pokemon from Friend Areas, small areas in which Pokemon could stay during their membership of Team FireRoot. Hopefully by taking this Poke Ball with him to his previous life, he would keep in touch with the Pokemon on Team FireRoot. According to Gardevoir, he would also be able to speak the language of Pokemon when he got there, as well as the English language.
The party of four then departed for Mt. Freeze. This was also a long trip due to the fact that Riolu kept arguing with the rest of the group and that Chris’s leg got sprained from the barrage of logs, which he said Riolu would have to deliver to Tiny Woods to help them build a town hall. They finally got to Mt. Freeze, a gloomy mountain where Ninetales resided.
“The way these places of importance are so gloomy, you’d think we were part of a story,” Gardevoir murmured under her breath. Chris then froze. Turn back now. A voice in his mind echoed. Chris, however, was determined to continue. Throughout the first, nearly deserted floors of Mt. Freeze, Chris couldn’t shake off the feeling that they were being watched.
As Chris and the other Rescue Team members progressed, they hit a dead end, created by a recent rockslide. Riolu was the first to spot the three Nosepass, strange totem-like creatures with massive noses, in their stone-on-stone movements.
“Watch out!” Riolu cried from his position, charging a sphere of magnetic force to counteract the three-way Zap Cannon attack from the Nosepass. The sphere of magnetic force saved all four members by absorbing the waves of electricity. Riolu then directed it towards a wall, where it would clear a path as well as throw the Nosepass off guard. Chris then concentrated hard. Thorny vines then erupted from the flower atop his back. They reached into the ground and they each grabbed one Nosepass. Typhlosion then erupted with white-hot flame and managed to control it to engulf the three Nosepass. Gardevoir then, noticing the mental strain placed upon Typhlosion from holding the flames in place, took control of Typhlosion’s mind and then pooled their willpower to keep the flames in check, while Chris retracted his tentacle-like vines. The Nosepass then collapsed and Riolu stepped up to one of them, charging a sphere of magnetic energy to finish the job…
“No, Riolu. It is not a Rescue Team’s place to kill their opponents. Rescue Teams are formed to help Pokemon, not kill them.” Chris said, disapprovingly. Riolu then released the magnetic force, and resumed his position. They continued up Mt. Freeze, Riolu sulking about the lack of entertainment along the way. On the 20th floor, a strange wave of fear passed through Chris as they stood at the summit.
“That’s strange,” Gardevoir murmured, “Ninetales was supposed to meet us here.” Then, out of a shadow, a black cat-and-dog-like creature with golden circles on its forehead and legs appeared. Its red eyes pierced through Chris’s soul.
“Ninetales is not here,” The creature said bluntly, “But asked me to show you the Gate. I hope you’re ready for what you are about to experience.” The creature, known as Umbreon, then nodded towards a stone archway, which had circles similar to Umbreon’s own etched onto every other stone. Chris was surprised that he had not noticed this on his last visit. As he was pondering this, a black shadow appeared on the one wall illuminated with light. Out of this wall leaped a transparent humanoid creature with spines on its back and a demonic air about it. Its malevolent red eyes stared into Chris’s own.
Chris couldn’t believe it. After all this time, it was happening again. The same one who had tried to drag him to the Dark World and had been identified by Ninetales herself as the human cursed to be a Pokemon forever. This demon had possessed Gengar. It shifted his stare to Gardevoir, at one time its starter Pokemon. It had hated her ever since it had become a Pokemon. Had she taken the full blow of the curse it would have maintained control of the human.
“I don’t have time for chit-chat. I want to simply pass through the Gate.” The monstrosity stated with more malevolence in his voice than in his stare, if that were possible. He started towards the Gate, but Chris stood in front of him. Chris’s eyes sparkled with defiance.
“You have some nerve to return here, after pulling Ninetales’s tail, leaving Gardevoir to suffer in the curse meant for you, and trying to kill me,” Chris said, preparing for battle, “If you want to pass through the Gate, you’ll have to go through me to do so.” At this, the demon also assumed a fighting stance.
“If you say so, although I think you’ll soon regret it!” The monster, known as Dakarir yelled, hurling spheres of shadow energy at Chris. Chris, despite his bulk as a Pokemon, managed to dodge each attack as it came. Gardevoir and Riolu soon joined Chris, fighting Dakarir with their combined abilities. Typhlosion on the other hand simply stood. Is it right for me to fight the very one to have spared my life? Typhlosion asked himself, recalling that Dakarir had saved him from dying in the wake of the Hyper Beam attack Rayquaza had used to destroy the meteor. He stood there, not knowing whether to aid Chris or to refuse to fight. Around him the turmoil of the battle had done little to shake Umbreon, who was doing nothing as well. He has no reason to fight. He knows little of either side or its intentions. Typhlosion then looked back to the battle. Chris was panting, having used so much energy against the Nosepass. He, on the other hand, had used little of his willpower to control the flames, being aided by Gardevoir. He then made his mind.
The bipedal weasel-like creature ran in front of Chris and released all of his rage towards Dakarir for attempting to kill his best friend. He was then engulfed in a huge shield of flame. He turned his head to Chris.
“Go through the Gate, we’ll handle Dakarir!” Typhlosion yelled over the roar of his own flames. He then turned to Gengar and released a mass of flames, a miniature supernova fueled by his pure rage, aided by Riolu’s magnetic force sphere and Gardevoir’s psychic aid. Chris protested over Dakarir’s screams of pain, but Typhlosion struck him with a small ounce of this power, blowing Chris backwards into the Gate. Chris then vanished. Typhlosion turned back to Dakarir, only to find he was gone. He then glanced backwards, just in time to see it entering through the Gate. The flames around his body then died down. He trembled at the power he had held momentarily, and then at the fact that he may have hurt Chris when he forced him into the Gate…
Now restarted! All crit appreciated!