Pokemon and Humans: Vode An

Status
Not open for further replies.
This place, whatever it was, was getting weirder and weirder. Slateport was deserted. doors I opened there closed after I let go of them. Errant thoughts, I found, had thuroughly odd effects. when I imagined myself red, as a bit of a oke, I found my skin a deep crimson in color. I must be here for something, although I had no clue what. Closing my eyes, I thought What do I need? The world shifted, there was no other word for it. when I opened my eyes, I found that I was not in Slateport anymore, but in the Lavaridge mountains, staring at a tower apparently made of one solid piece of steel.
 
I woke up as I heard noise outside. I saw Espeon walk in, and said in a hushed tone "If you're going to come in here, keep quiet. Espeon, if you can use your psy powers to keep conversation to a entierly mental level, I don't think we'll disturb him." I said, motioning towards Ahndrith. I didn't want to do ANYTHING that could cause him to slash me, I was already terrified of Scythers...
 
I crept into the cave my scythes hidden. I knew that Rachel knew I was there, but I was easily able to blend in with the cave anyway. If I kept my light scythes hidden, and made no noise, she'd be likely to lose track of me. I didn't like the mutant, but if it decided to attack, I didn't want it to have the advantage of being able to see me too...
 
Aura nodded and began floating just above the floor so as not to disturb the sleeping mutant Scyther. Aura established another mindlink. 'Sorry about that.' said Aura to Rachel as she thought it only this time. She sat down in the air. She was very tired and wondered if she should nap herself. Aura had been up all night the previous night and was deprived of sleep for the time being. Aura mentally shrugged and curled up while in mid air. She decided to stay awake in case the mutant Scyther woke up and tried to pull something.
 
Looking around, I was surprised to realize that this tower, whatever it was, was in the middle of my old home, way off in the Ilex Forest of Johto. Weird. A whistle in the air was all the awrning I had as I twisted out of the way. An arrow thunked solidly into the tower, right where I'd been. I wheeled around, catching a bit of that acrid, inhuman scent with which I was so familiar, although this time there was no human scent to dilute it. I saw nothing, heard nothing. The forest seemed empty. I heard a harsh rasp, saying "Ahhhh, Scyther, dear, so good to see you. It's been too long." Whatever it was, it was trying to bait me. I ook to the air to gain a better view of the area.
 
"I'm certain we're safe here. he won't hurt us." I said mentally. I had lost track of the black Scyther, but i knew he was near. I was so tired... the events of the day had drained me beyond all possible beleif, but still it was partially daylight... I leaned against the wall again, listening with my mind instead of my ears, since it wouldn't take much to talk to the Espeon...
 
I only realized my foolishness when I had to rapidly dodge two more arrows. Yes, I could see better, but I might as well hvae put up a neon sign to let the thing know where I was. I landed in the treetops. I could move faster there than on the ground. Warily, I scanned the area for the source of the bowshots. Nothing. Not even the taunts. Odd.

I felt myself fading, somehow, becoming less and lees real in this place, whatever it was. With a start, I awoke, back in the cave, feeling drained. We had a few new occupants, I could sense them. slowly, to show I had no intention of harming anyone as much as to not overexert myself, I reassumed a seated position.
 
I noticed Ahndrith wake up, but I was already lost in thought. I realised that I was fading as a trainer, with my lack of battles in public, a near death on my team, my former ease at using my pokemon dissapearing... It may be that i had been training far too long. it may be time to release my pokemon and dissapear for good.
 
I was muttering to myself, trying to figure out what had been going on there. "I remember his voice had an edge like that, but now, it couldn't be. He wasn't like that, he was still human. And why the bow? Too weird. What's going on? I should check that out when I can." I started out of my musings, realizing how much better even that brief sleep had made me feel. I still wasn't at full capacity, but still...I was in much better condition.
 
"Or you could've just been dreaming." I said idily."but we're not finding that jerkwad by staying here, the sooner we find him and wipe him off the face of the planet the better." I stated, cracking my knuckles. I was getting cabin fever again (which explained why I had been out being a trainer for 4 years) and I wanted to get moving now. that, and the sooner I thought my task was complete, the sooner I could release my pokemon...
 
"Perhaps" I replied, a little startled that she'd heard me. I though I was keeping that all under my breath. "I still need a little time to recover, though" I added. I too was getting antsy, but I was in no condition to face him. I stretched as best I could, seated as I was, testing my muscles. "Not too much longer, though, don't worry."
 
"Then go back to sleep. if he's anything like you say, I need everyone in top condition for what may be my last fight before I choose to retire." I said softly. I had seen everything I ever wanted to in the last 4 years of training. The legendary pokemon. Virtually every city in the world. I had the badges from everywhere. There was... truly, nothing else to do. The thoughts depressed me considerably, and I sighed, closing my eyes, remembering my past experiences.
 
I wanted to reach out to her, help her, but that might not go over well. I'd seen it before, if in a different form. The older warriors, the ones regarded as heroes often fell into such a state. They called it the bleakness. Instead, I replied. "Don't want to. That nearly got me killed." I laughed harshly. It was true. I didn't know how, but I knew that anything that happened in that non-world was real. Take an injury there, you took it here. Die there, and...I shook the thought off.
 
I was waiting, sitting against the wall. I was keeping my eyes closed, and my scythes behind my back. I blended in perfectly with the darkness. I was listening carefully. I saw this, and I knew it. It had happened to my mother, the clan leader. I knew that she had to pull herself out of this, but all thgat I could do to help was be encouraging to her. I was ready to help her though, it was a terrible fate to see someone in...
 
I nodded, and finally, decided that it was WAY too stuffy in here for me. I moved out of the cavern, and for the pokemon still in the cavern, the rush of wings would have been heard as I sent out Flygon, and hopped onto her back. she took off easily, choosing to fly high in the air, beyond what I judged to be even the Scyther's vision from the ground. Like my Flygon, I hated closed spaces that were crowded. I didn't care if Ahndrith advised aginst it, either I'd come out here or lose my mind... I felt memories of older days, when I had started out, and how my team progressed. Nidoqueen, Charizard, Raichu, Vaporeon.... they were my most loyal apart from Flygon. When I finally retreated, I'd probably bring those 5 with me.
 
As she moved out of the cave, I paused for a moment, then followed her. But when I got outside the cave, she was nowhere around. I looked straight up, but I didn't see anything there either. I buzzed my wings, lifting off of the ground as I soared straight up. I could see farther if I got higher, and I could find out where she had gone...
 
I followed right on the other Scyther's heels, not hesitting. I was not in top form, true, but her safety was more important than my own comfort or life. I flanked off to the side of the black Scyther and buzzed off higher, ascending in a spiral search pattern.
 
I felt the warning growl from Flygon, as she tilted her wings, moving into a slight decent, speeding herself immediatly as she moved away from the Scythers. She was fast for a Flygon, but even so it wasn't likely that she would be able to avoid the Scythers if she didn't have a good head start. I felt a not-unfamiler rumbling in her throat, one of jealousey. She was incredibly jealous of the two Scythers and how much attention I had been paying to them...
 
I soared straight up, ignoring the other scyther. I loked aroundcarefully, and saw a small receeding spot in the distance. It had to be Rachel. I angled my wings, going into only a very slight angle downwards to speed me up further, as I forced all of my agility into play, barrelling after them at top speed, tring to catch up with them...
 
I saw Flygon glance back, and suddenly in a rush of her wings, sand stirred up out of seemingly nowhere, and began a furious sandstorm. She nor I was affected, but I could tell Flygon wanted them nowhere near. at this point I wouldn't mind, but apparently, Flygon did. She gave an angry screech, then moved off through the sandstorm, planning to escape when they both dove into the whirling sand..
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top