Chapter 9: To Those Who Fell In Darkness
Josh could visually see the six months of destruction that stretched itself. An endless flow of blood that drained itself into the darkness below Josh's feet. Within the river were faces of the people of that he killed during those six months. It was just their faces, their cold colorless faces with their eyes glazed in white. One person in particular glared at him, his lips moved but he couldn't hear any words. But he could feel the person's words getting to him. Though he couldn't hear them, they were there. It was eating him alive. He eventually forced himself to awaken.
"I never had a dream like that..." Josh's face was soaked with sweat. His heart was pounding. He had to touch his face to remember that it was a dream.
Guilt had seemed to have seeped into his skin finally. His icy expression that was frozen on his face for so long had melted into a pool of sweat that dripped from his face. It was something painful, if he had a knife, he would have put it to his throat. It was like a planned camisado; like guerrilla troops had finally shot him in the side on his temple with a corkscrewing bullet labeled "sin".
Josh took in a large amount of air before pushing himself out of the hospital bed. For a while, he felt a reminiscence of homesickness lingered in the depths of his soul. It was that far away from here. He could actually walk, but the doctor had requested that he would have to stay overnight. So now he was force to watch the drifting shadows that loitered on the milky walls. He envied them right now. He wished he could drift away and melt sublimely into the surface of the wall to be never seen again. But he couldn't. It had finally soaked within his pores. He felt cold.
"I need...." Josh tucked brought his knees to his chest, watching the shredded moonlight fall into the window. "I need help...."
He couldn't piece together why he was feeling all of this now. Why? Why was he feeling it now? He had easily pushed such fragile emotions aside but he was feeling it now; hitting him like an oncoming train. The word "pitiful" came to mind when he thought of himself. It was like all of his "courage" had left him.
"This is pathetic. Absolutely pathetic...." Josh murmured to himself.
He grabbed towards the remote that rested on the table of the hospital bed. He grabbed it strongly and turned on the red button of the television on to see flashes of a man. It was Cyrus. Though Josh's eyes hadn't adjusted properly, he could still see that emotionless expression and the blue hair that was his signature. Though the television screen separated them, it felt like they were staring at each other through the glass. Josh turned the volume up.
"Ty, are we ready?" the blue haired woman shuffled her way into the camera, microphone tightly to her mouth, biting at the bit at the story ahead.
"We will be ready in five, four, three, two, one," an off scene voice thundered.
"Hello. I am Gabby Mari from Channel 82 News reporting with our on-going documentary on "Shades of Black—Tales of Fallen Crime Lords". Last week, we interviewed Archie from Team Aqua as well as Maxie from Team Magma in a jaw dropping double feature. But now we have traveled to Sunyshore City Asylum to come face to face with probably the most ambitious of all the crime lords, Cyrus Akagi.
The camera panned over to Cyrus who was still bound tightly to his strait jacket. His eyes seemed to be fixed on the camera, but his mind seemed to project through the glass. He nodded to tell Gabby to continue. She knelt down.
"So, first question. How does it feel to be back in your hometown of Sunyshore City?"
"Do you not mean how does it feel to be imprisoned here? It is not much different from when I was in my youth..." Cyrus response held that anger that could be achieved by anyone but himself.
"Do you care to tell us more?" Gabby put the red microphone to his lips.
"It's a poetic trial that many children in the world have to endure. Parents that cannot be pleased with anything that you achieve, a child that cannot find the meaning of bonds, and a meaningless world that cannot see a true prodigy and savior. It's sad..." Cyrus voice became crackly at that point; it was like it could have snapped.
"That was stunning," Gabby was more excited than she began. "Next question, how do you feel about the current state of Team Galactic?"
"Don't you mean the soulless skeleton that Jupiter, Mars, and Saturn are holding together? Or shall I say, what is left of them anyway? I've heard that a certain someone demolished them..." Cyrus's dark eyes coldly stared at camera. Was that statement towards Josh? "Nevertheless, what I feel about them? Apathy. I could care less if they all fell into a sea of sharks and eaten alive."
"So cruel..." Gabby squealed. "That leads to my last question before our commercial break. From the grapevine, it has been rumors," Gabby seized the dramatic pause that was filled with Cyrus's slowly timed breathing. "Do you have an apprentice on the opposite side of the law as yourself?"
Cyrus gave an empty glare towards Gabby who waited tentatively for his response. Cyrus lowered his head, giving a low but dastardly laugh. Gabby brought the microphone and herself closer.
"That's true. A young man actually...." Cyrus started. "We are akin. We share the same frozen blood that pumps through our veins, the same cold expression, even the same heart. He's bound to become like me one day..."
With that, Josh sent the remote in his hand threw the television. I managed to catch Cyrus on a freeze frame, showing the television fading to black with that murky expression on his face. The television screen cracked one more time, turning it off completely to send a stream of smoke to activate the sprinkler system. It enveloped the room with a mist of water.
"I'm nothing like you...Cyrus...."
Josh couldn't tell if he was crying. All he could feel was water dripping down his face.
Lavender Tower, Midnight
"You came..."
"Did you not tell me...?"
Jiro had been attending the graves of the Pokemon that was buried at Lavender Town. His hands were dirty with the grave dirt; he had been fixing many of the graves that hadn't been attending to in years. He even gave flowers to many of them that were lost within the sands of times from lost trainers who had forgotten about them. Fleur grabbed the last bouquet of flowers from Jiro's hand and placed it on the grave of a Pichu. She knelt down beside Jiro who was standing up beside the grave.
"What did you come here for?"
"I wanted to talk to you about my friend, Gabriel...." Jiro remained looking at the grave before him. "I thought I should tell you now."
"Tell me what?"
"Gabriel wasn't always like this," Jiro smiled. "He was kind and caring at one time. He was the first friend that I ever had. You see, I was always teased at school because I wanted to be a Ranger when I grew up. Of course, my parents couldn't afford the Ranger School so for the longest time; so I just stood being in trainer school. But, it was one person that didn't laugh at me that day. His name was Gabriel Kirk. He seemed to be pleased at the general idea of Ranger School though he himself never wanted to be one. He approached me and said that he thought I was real cool and he wanted to become my friend. I gladly accepted his invitation...but of course,
he always got involved."
"Who?" Fleur's stomach began to churn.
"Gabriel's alternate personality, Largo..."
"Largo?!?"
"Have you ever seen Gabriel's eyes turn that color when he was angry? That's a piece of Largo."
"What is he?"
Jiro finally pried his eyes off of the graves to Fleur to address he properly. She lowered her shoulder, bringing her blue eyes to look into Jiro's. He took in some breath.
"I can't explain much about it. From childhood, Gabriel had succumbed to what he believes in entertainment. It created a thirst for more...thus....Largo appeared."
"What can we do?"
"Stay out of his way."
"So, that's why you have been around so long. You want to bring Gabriel back," Fleur stated.
"I cannot say that, its confidential. Will his thirst for this murderous entertainment ever cease? I just hope that Josh is going to be there to stop him if I cannot."
"I'm not sure if Josh even survived," Fleur added.
"Oh...he's alive. I feel him. Largo does as well."
Jiro headed out of the Lavender Town leaving Fleur alone with the company of the speechless dead. She found herself reflecting against her own hate for Romy now. Was it going to turn her into a monster like Gabriel had turn to? Until now, that is all she had thought about. But things had long faded into black when she thought of how Gabriel had turned. She made her mind up as well.
"Miss the tower is closing..."
Fleur nodded her head to one of the sages of the tower and exited accordingly. She closed her eyes to hear the whispers of the Gastly and Haunters behind her; sing a lament of despair. It was a bad omen.
"Things...always become complicated with me," Fleur sighed.
"Looks like you're all set, Mr. Josh Surge. Your dad had come by earlier to handle any paperwork, so you are free to go."
That was probably the best string of words that Josh had heard all day despite it just beginning. Last night progressed to be a never ending nightmare; he was probably working on less than an hour of sleep now. Overall, he was very irritable and generally depressed at the moment. He took the offer to leave the hospital as quickly as possible. Though his feet were dragging, he squared his shoulders and moved as though nothing was wrong.
"Josh!" the voice was familiar but sounded like a white noise.
His body moved over to see Katrine prancing down the hallway. She was bandaged up from all the damage that she took, but generally she looked better (from what Josh's could make out). She pranced down the hallway as though nothing happened and she was just come from her regular check up. "
How does she do it?" Josh thought as she approached him.
"Josh," she waved her hand in his face.
Josh gave a sleepless expression while Katrine smiled happily. She waved her hand in all direction to catch the attention that she had already obtained three waves ago. Once Josh's eyes locked on to her, she stepped back taking her normal bouncy stance.
"Looks like we are getting out the same time," Katrine's voice held happiness and only happiness. "
How does she do this?" Josh asked himself again.
"I guess that's the case," Josh remarked. "Are you sure you should be out?"
"Oh, I only had a couple of burns and cuts, nothing big!"
"You act like it was a paper cut or a burn from a match..." Josh could feel his voice dragged from fatigue.
"I'm fine really."
Josh was unconvinced but if the doctor had gave the okay, he couldn't deny her. He heaved a heavy breath. Katrine took her spot beside Josh and bounced up and down.
"You don't look well," Katrine mentioned.
"How did you guess?" Josh's eyes peered over. The blackness under his eyes was a great indicator.
"I don't know? " Katrine looked up. She had to be kidding or was she? Being the daughter of Wayne, that was hard to tell.
"I didn't get any sleep last night. I had....something...on my mind," Josh mentioned.
"I had something on my mind too. What was yours about...?"
"I rather not talk about it."
"Mine was about Gabriel," that statement held less bubbles in her voice, yet it still came out bubbly.
"You don't have to talk about it..." "
So she is hurt...?"
"I'll get over it...." she began. "Anyway, Romy came by."
"Really...?" Josh's voice was the one to hollow this time, for a different reason.
"She said to meet over to Rex's place. Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah...I do. Saffron Condominiums "
"He's in a Condominium? I didn't know Rex is that well off."
Josh hadn't thought about it. For a man that was filled his refrigerator with just beer and baking soda (not to mention the various fines he had to pay for stupidity), he was in a very nice place of establishment. KRPD probably paid him nicely though, he was quite the talent despite his recklessness.
"Well...the government does pay us nicely when we do things. So I guess that's how."
"At least he has some sense of saving," Josh kept under his voice.
"Hm..."
"It nothing," Josh beckoned.
"Then let's go!"
With that Josh's arm was seized and they were heading out of the Saffron City Hospital into the main street of Saffron City. The metropolis itself seemed to be more bustling than normal. The towering buildings that once stretched out into the sky seemed shorter with the lack of the smaller KRPD center. With the main street being directly behind the Silph Corporation building, Josh and Katrine could see the burnt remains of the building to the north of them. It wasn't that far from the Gym and the Fighting Dojo. The charred remains were being circled by various trainers coming initially to challenge Sabrina at her gym.
"Looks like it's become a bit of a tourism attraction..." Katrine said looking at the remains of the building.
"It sad really," Josh wanted to use pathetic yet, lacked the nerve to say it right now.
"Dad has been handling all the press. Who knew that the press in Kanto was such badgers, you know."
"A good story is a good story I presume," Josh reflected back on last night's interview with Cyrus. "No matter what it is said...." he grumbled.
"What was that?" Katrine looked towards Josh. She heard it but she did not know exactly what he meant.
"Its..."
"You know...you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," Katrine mentioned remembering what he said when with the thought of Gabriel.
"That's nice of you," Josh mentioned. He needed that niceness right now, even if he couldn't admit it.
Katrine tried to pry her eyes off the burnt building, but failed. At the end, she forced herself to look at the brownish and yellow bricks that created the roads of Saffron. Josh had noticed the suddenly lost of conversation from Katrine forcing him to nudge her slightly with his elbow to grab her attention.
"I've known that place all my life," said Katrine. Her voice was broken.
"You shouldn't think about what is lost but how you should fix it," Josh answered.
"Hm..." Katrine looked puzzled. "Why...? Nevermind."
"I've lost many things on my transformation to my own success. I didn't noticed how much I've lost until it was gone. It's too late to try to receive it now."
"I guess...."
Katrine stole her final glimpse of the burnt building before focusing her entire attention on the road that Josh's was treading ahead of her. Josh looked at the many stories of the building trying to remember which of this saffron colored building where Rex lived. It soon came to Josh's memory that the building where Rex lived was directly to the right of the Silph Corporation. While Josh was in the general area, he figured that he would just take a glance into the Silph building from the glass doors. He peeked around the corner to view the building. The entire first floor was filled with people in luxuriant business clothing walking through a rather broad layout of the building. It was as though nothing had happened only six month ago.
"Have you heard?" Katrine interceded. "The Silph Corporation has a new boss now. The son of the Mr. Martin actually, his name is Dallas Martin. He's only a little older than we are actually."
"By how much," Josh asked.
"Dallas is only 19. He just turned 19 yesterday...."
"He didn't get the reception that he wanted did he? With the building burning down an all..." Josh wanted to avoid mentioning it but it came out involuntarily.
"On the contrary, he hardly cared that it was his birthday since Gabriel reappeared. Even though he had a great covering up the entire incident around his father's death, but he never gave up his grudge towards Gabriel. He had made it known to the "Crystal Queen"."
"Crystal Queen?"
"Alice Kirk, Gabriel's mother and president of Hoenn. She denied it all together and Gabriel's reputation has been more than safe with her around. That's why we couldn't touch him."
Josh soaked in the information. Things have gotten pretty political or have long since been. Josh had noticed during his time in Sinnoh that the power struggle between the four main regions was becoming heated. At this rate, sparks are going to fly and burn the forest around it—that forest being the people.
"This way, Katrine," Josh was tired of thinking of these affairs.
Josh was the one to grab Katrine's arm, gently tugging her to the building right beside the corporation. Josh released his grip on Katrine and opened the glass door for her. She happily curtsied before entering to the building. Josh followed closing the door behind him.
"He's on the 40th floor."
"He's that high up," Katrine didn't like heights at all.
"Heights aren't something to be afraid of...." Josh mentioned. He flew on many planes before, heights wasn't something he was afraid. Especially when your dad is Lt. Surge, height was never a fear.
"I don't even like the city that much. I long prefer the tranquility of the country."
"Country girl—eh?" Josh spoke amusingly.
"You can say that," Katrine said with her hands behind her back bouncing up and down.
"How about we take the elevator that, its painless," Josh answered.
"Better a fast death than a slow one," Katrine smiled.
Josh gave a vapid shrug due to his fatigue and headed towards the elevator on the opposite side of room. He was almost stopped by the receptionist, an older man, but the receptionist was quickly shot down by a glare.
"We are here to visit someone!" Katrine said in delight.
"Ah. Terry...? He told me to look out for you yesterday. I didn't expect such a beautiful girl..." the receptionist paused. "And such a beast."
With that Josh gave a glare equivalent to death melted into his eyes, the receptionist fled back to his desk, quickly assuming the position as though he was busy. From Josh could see he was shuffling through blank pieces of papers. He shook his head.
"After you," Josh beckoned.
"With pleasure," Katrine said. She stepped in the circular elevator.
Romy heard the elevator coming up to the floor. It was probably them and sadly, Rex wasn't up yet. She stared at the clock noticing that it was about noon now. She had check if Rex was still breathing on several occasions—no one she had met slept this late. When in fact he was still alive, she became more relax. So now Romy was sitting in this rather medium size living corners studying the area. She took the liberty of cleaning it.
Before she came, the place had been a mess. Beer cans, chicken bones, seven week old pizza crust, as well as various other disgusting food remains. She had clean it all up as well as vacuumed the entire area since it obviously did not cross Rex's mind that he would have some guests over. She would have tackled Rex's room as well but was a bit nervous what she would fine, so she passed. So now she was sitting on the black leather sofa, in a rather empty but clean, living corner that only generally had a couple of furniture and a wide-screen television. She took this time to relax.
The door of the slid open to reveal it was indeed Katrine and Josh. One she was glad to see while the other was not so much. She was obviously disgusted since her entire expression changed. But she quickly changed her position to greet the both of them.
"I'm pleased that the both of you could make it..." Romy eyed Josh to study his expression. It had none. "We'll start as soon as Rex wakes up..."
"I'll get him..." Josh answered.
"Hm..."
"If he hadn't got up by now," Josh barely even finished his sentence before kicking the door open. "I'll have someone wake him up."
Josh entered into Rex's room, which in itself would be considered a dangerous task. Like the former shape of the living room, it was a mess. Clothes were sprawled out all across the room and food was everywhere. Josh seemed relatively unaffected by the mess while the two ladies looked on bewildered on how a room could get into this position. Josh leaped over the clothes to find Rex's pokemon, Ace under a pile of t-shirts. As soon as the sun hit the pokemon face, it sprung up to see Josh kneeling down to it. Ace looked around to assess the situation. He then looked up to see that its master was still out cold. It rolled its black eyes.
Ace then took the initiative. He climbed up the nightstand. Once it got to the top, it slightly pushed his partners, still in their pokeballs, away from himself to get a better stance. After stretching for a little while, the Sandslash suddenly jumped in the air and performed a powerful "Body Slam" to Rex's chest. It was surprisingly effective since Rex's had to heave for air as his eyes shot open.
"THE HELL!!" Rex suddenly shouted. "What that for, huh?" Rex snapped.
Ace pointed to the people around him. Rex stared in surprise before shooting a glare at the alarm clock. Rex, still trying to regain any breath that was remaining in his chest, began to stay up. Ace quickly shook its head, leaving Rex to remember he was only in his boxers.
"Josh get out, two ladies in the door, feel free to come it."
"Gladly." Josh remarked. "I'll pass," was Katrine's reaction. "I rather not lose my breakfast," Romy said simultaneous with the other two.
Josh leaped back over the mountain of clothing and exited the room. Romy the door quickly leaving Katrine to close the door.
"YOU KNOW YOU WANT A PEEK!" Rex shouted to Katrine.
"Again, I'll pass! 'kay thanks," Katrine closed the door with that.
Romy had taken her seat on the black leather sofa once more leaving Josh to sit on the white recliner. Katrine plopped in the middle of the floor. Conversation was surprisingly, for Katrine at least, thin. Katrine looked back and forward. They didn't even share a glance or a word or nothing. They hardly even breathed at the same time.
"Can either of you tell me what is going?" Katrine said sweetly.
"I have nothing to say," Romy said coldly.
"......hm...." other than that, Josh was silent.
"Did the two of you have a fight?" Katrine asked. She reflected on the conversation as soon as Josh came back.
"How can you love a person who cannot feel love anymore?" was the words that came to mine.
"Hey, Josh," Katrine said to spark the conversation. "What do you think of Romy?"
Only Josh's eyes seemed to jerk towards her. He gave that same glare that he gave receptionist, but Katrine being the person that she was, wasn't affected by it at all. She just maintained her normal bouncing stance.
"I think she's a forgiving person....who I wish can forgive me for the things that I've said," Josh spoke. If it was one thing that last night taught him was that he couldn't be like Cyrus. "I want to say that I'm sorry."
"Okay...I'll tell her. Romy," Katrine was about to relay the message.
"I've heard. I'm unconvinced. I can still feel the frigidness in his voice."
"Okay!" a voice roared interrupting completely.
Rex, with Ace around his neck kicked, opened the door of his bedroom loudly crushing all hopes for the conversation to continue. Rex quickly took the last available seat beside Romy on the sofa, and kicked his feet up the table. Romy wanted to say something but this was his house, so she lacked that right. She lowered her shoulders and sighed heavily.
"As you know, Katrine..."
"That's me!" Katrine raised her hand.
"Was brutally attacked by a man by the name of Gabriel Kirk as of...."
"Yesterday," Josh stated.
"Also as of yesterday, two groups of four will be assigned to search for Mr. Gabriel Kirk as for the remaining top members of Kanto Killers and Team Rocket. I have taken the liberty of marking all of our current targets."
Romy materialized copies of the papers and they were passed around the room. Josh looked over them. There were a couple of faces that he recognized easily. The ones that he recognized were Gray from Team Rocket as well as his father, Cray. The others were just faces; faces that had to be exterminated. Subconsciously he hated thinking like that and struggled producing the thought, but it formed anyway. The rest of the team took a bit more time viewing it over.
"Why isn't the two people that with Gabriel on this list?" Rex looked at Romy for answers.
"Though they have aided with Gabriel on many fronts we cannot put them as top priority unless thing occur. Believe as much as I would want to get my hands on Fleur," Romy smiled. "I'm willing to put that aside for just now."
"Anyway, how exactly do we find this people?"
"That's why I have called someone to give us a bit of insight."
As she said that a man accompanied by a thin woman walked into the room with a large suit case in hand. He walked in surprisingly unceremoniously despite how he was dress: a white suit, white vest, red undershirt, and long white long coat. His entire body was thin, up to his face. His hair was a tangerine color that could only be matched by a setting sun. His skin was of a healthy complexion but it was obvious that he was more of an indoors man than an out. He walked smoothly with his hand in his pocket, closing the door quietly behind him. He placed the suitcase on the table forcing Rex to quickly withdraw his feet. The man's green eyes searched the room. It stopped when they came in contact with Josh.
"I've heard about you," the man's voice was suave and collected, but had that sense of power and authority. "Raijin...the Scar from Sinnoh correct?"
"I prefer my real name..."
"Josh Surge," the man finished Josh's sentence before he could even answer. "Well it is a pleasure to meet you," the man extended his hand; they were covered with thick black gloves.
"Pleasure is mine, Mister," Josh took his hand.
"Dallas, Dallas Martin of the Silph Corporation," the man formed a smiled.
Josh hadn't noticed until now what he assumed to be a fur scarf was actually an animal, a Pokemon. It had wrapped around his neck but when Dallas had extended its hand, it revealed its head. It was a Linoone, a normal-type weasel like creatures. Like its master, it had tangerine color hair instead of its normal brown streaks.
"I see that you've noticed, Roy..." Dallas looked over his shoulders.
"I have."
"He's nothing compared to your pokemon however. So do not fret that I will attack. I'm well aware of your capabilities, Mr. Surge. But I believe I have ramble on too long, pleased to meet you nevertheless."
Dallas casually escaped from Josh's grip and focused attention to Romy. He flicked the spikes of reddish-orange hair with his black gloves and bowed.
"Miss Deputy-Commissioner Rosemary Kimura..." he straightened from his bow.
"I didn't expect you to come here yourself, Mr. Martin?" Romy admitted.
"Please call me, Dallas. Formalities are not need in such a situation. You are doing me a favor that I should have done long ago. Find Mr. Kirk. Besides, with such products I prefer the more personal touch," Dallas's eyes shifted to his traveling secretary. "Write this down, Angelia. I presented Rosemary as well as her associates to the newest tracking device technology as of..." Dallas checked his clock. "12:32 P.M."
The skinny but older woman scribbled the notes for future reference while Dallas opened the suitcase himself. Within it were four chips. He took one out in particular and waved it between his fingers aimlessly even though it was probably multi-million dollar technology. He placed it on the table as a person would place down a face down ace in a card game—in fact, this was his ace.
"This is my sweet revenge to the person who gave my father his untimely death. All my anger, fury, spite are within these chips. I call them, Ire," Dallas put his fingertip index finger to his forehead while keeping the entire hand open. "Ire is an addition to yet another device created by the Silph Corporation, the Pokevoyace."
"Now, what does it do," Rex asked as he brought his feet on the sofa, sitting Indian-style.
"Yes. Good man. I suppose that you would like to know what it does," Dallas seemed like he was itching for that question to be asked. "The first and the least anticlimactic is the satellite tracking. This will be using my own personal satellite, "The Deoxys-Alpha" to track any person that is registered to its name. I've registered all the criminals that this group is searching for, a present to those who has fallen in darkness, essentially."
"
It should keep an eye on me as well then...." Josh mentally added.
"Of course the more useful function..." Dallas awaited a remark from his audience.
"What could be more useful than a tracking device?" Katrine asked.
"All of you are asking such concise questions," Dallas shook his head and bowed again.
"It's an amplifier..."
"For whom," Josh asked.
"For the trainer of course, I've been doing some study on the neurological bond between trainer and pokemon. More importantly to answer the question, why some people can develop trainer skills while other trainers lack that ability? In honestly, all people can perform it without or with actually speaking telepathically with their Pokemon using the Pokevoyace. Trainer skills or
Keop Illsk is the name of the phenomenon in which the pokemon gifts the trainer the use of one of their particular skills. Those skills like the pokemon can evolve greater than just minor protection. Have you shown them yet, Josh?"
"Shown them what?"
"How you trained your Keop Illsk?" Dallas cocked a smile.
"It has been no need for it."
"On the contrary, you used it whilst the building was falling."
"How did you know?"
"I'm..." Dallas ran his hand through his hair. "Gifted in that area. Give them an actual exhibition of what a Keop Illsk can do."
Out of command, Josh suddenly stretched his hand out closing the metal briefcase as well as bringing the Ire chip towards him. A trail of green lightning could be seen trailing thinly in the air that he controlled. When the chip was within his reach, he toyed with it for some time while it still levitated. It gently fell in his hands.
"Electromagnetism. As you well know, Ms. Kimura, Josh only held the ability to create lightning just a minute ago. Through training with his pokemon he developed a set of skills from himself."
"Okay...quite frankly, I'm confused..." Rex admitted. Rex himself has tried and failed to train his Trainer Skill for quite some time.
"Oh. It will help you understand your trainer skills if you are not as gifted."
The secretary, Angelia that had stood quiet the entire time during conversation tapped Dallas on his shoulder. She leaned over his shoulder and whispered in his ear for a couple of seconds before quickly withdrawing back to her beam-like stance. Dallas gave his signature nodding of the head before bowing.
"I wish I can speak with you all more about this brilliant device; but it appears like I have a business meeting to attend to that I simply cannot afford to miss."
"Can you at least tell us how to install the things?" Rex had to refrain from cussing unnecessarily there.
"It is a slot on the side of the Pokevoyace. It 's simple, just put it within the slot like a slot on a hand held device," Angelia tapped him on the shoulder again. "Mrs. Angelia, Silph Corp is only a brisk walk away. Do not rush me or you will be fired," Angelia withdrew quickly. "Nevertheless, I have to be going. I pray for your success."
Romy nodded as the man exited the room quickly. He flashed a smile towards her before continuing through the door.
"One more thing...!" Romy shouted.
"Yes...." the man as well as his pokemon stared at Romy.
"How much do you want for them?" Romy asked.
"Considering them on me," he waved it off with the back of his hand.
Dallas was off leaving the four members of the newly assembled team petrified at his down-to earth personality.
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Author Note: Sorry for the wait guys. COD Modern Warfare 2 got in my way of posting as well as school work. Anyway, hope that it was worth the wait. Things are going to get real heated from now one. The next chapter is my favorite chapter title. XD Thanks to everyone.
