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This was my SWC entry for this year. Based on a scene from the hack/game I'll probably never get around to making, here is Pokémon Chrysalis: Assault on Woodville!
***
The Swellow soared high above the region of Narava, towards the lush and sprawling Grey Forest. As the towers of Metroburg City receded in the distance, the young girl perched atop her Swellow looked once more at the message on her phone. Her brown hair billowed behind her in the wind as she read.
Sis,
Get to Woodville, now! Something seriously weird is happening!
Marco
There had been no time to argue with that. No sooner had she stepped triumphantly out of the Metroburg Gym than the message came through, prompting her to hastily stow the Spark Badge in her badge case and fly like the winds – but what could her brother possibly mean by "something weird"?
Marci peered down at the ground, recognising the perpetual cloud over the Penumbra valley. Good, almost there. "How you doing, buddy?" she asked gently, stroking Swellow's back feathers.
"Swellow!" The cry was robust. Swellow was well-rested, having spent the battle with gym leader Maggie tucked securely inside its ball.
"Good… There's Woodville!"
Above the trees of the Grey Forest rose the buildings of Woodville City, which lauded itself as "a city steeped in nature's blessings". Behind the city, in the distance, loomed the mighty Basalt Mountains, which cast their shadow over the forest. Marci didn't know much about the mountains: only that they were supposedly riddled with caves and tunnels.
The Swellow drifted down, becoming an impressive sight as it swooped low over one of Woodville's many leafy boulevards, before gently alighting in front of the Pokémon Center.
"Good job, buddy. Return!" A flash of red light and Swellow was back in its Pokéball.
Marci flipped her phone open and dialled her brother's number.
"Marco? It's me. I just got to Woodville. Where are you?"
"In front of the Gym. Hurry! You gotta see this!"
A short bike ride later and Marci was among a crowd gathered in front of Woodville Gym. Pushing her way to the front, her blood ran cold as she saw Woodville's Gym Leader, Melissa, squaring off against three women. Though she hadn't seen this particular trio before, their green uniforms and blank yellow eyes betrayed them. Marci knew those uniforms and that skin-crawling yellow stare from the Gritsmoke City warehouse she had raided in search of a missing Combee.
The Hive had come to Woodville City.
"Surrender to us," the Hive Workers said as one. "It is useless to resist."
"No!" Melissa said defiantly, struggling to her feet. She was bleeding from multiple wounds. "Scyther, Pinsir, come back to me!"
Scyther and Pinsir refused to budge, staring emotionlessly at their erstwhile Trainer.
"S-Scyther, Pinsir, what's wrong?"
"They are of the Hive now. As you will be. You shall become Hive Queen." Again came the chilling voices of the three women, as if they were a single unit. "Surrender to us. You must awaken our master."
"N-never!" Melissa winced and made one last entreaty. "Beedrill, please! You know me! I raised you from a Weedle!"
The Beedrill hovered impassively before her.
"If you will not surrender, then you must be taken." The Hive trio, as one, raised their hands. Melissa's Pokémon surrounded her and yanked her off her feet.
"No!" she screamed, kicking out. "Somebody please help!"
"Let her go!" Marco and Marci dashed forward from the crowd. The two siblings each gave their twin a curt nod of greeting before facing the Hive Workers.
"Intruders," said one Worker.
"Interlopers," said the second.
"Defend the Hive Queen. Destroy the interlopers," the third ordered.
"The interlopers will be destroyed," the first two droned, before stepping up to face Marco and Marci. Simultaneously, they each raised a Pokéball and released a pair of Vespiquen.
"Blaziken, I choose you!" Marco's Blaziken appeared on the field in a flash of light.
"Go, Swellow!"
Swellow crowed as it burst from its ball.
"Attack them," the Hive Workers said in unison. The two Vespiquen raised their undersides, and clouds of stinging insects swarmed over Swellow and Blaziken.
"Blaziken, use Flamethrower!"
"Swellow, Aerial Ace!"
A plume of fire cut through the swarm and, just behind it, Swellow flew with wings outstretched and slammed into one of the Vespiquen. The Beehive Pokémon swayed unsteadily in the air before collapsing to the ground.
"The interlopers are strong," said one of the Workers.
"The girl was in the warehouse."
"The girl attacked the Hive."
"She will be valuable." The two Hive Workers turned their impassive faces towards Marci, and suddenly a huge pressure bore down on her mind.
"Gaaah!" She sank to her knees, gripping her head.
"Marci?!" Marco ran to her side, the battle forgotten.
The force pressed into her mind, worming its way deep down. "Surrender your will," it said. "Become one with The Hive. Serve our master." It penetrated further and further, flensing away the layers of resistance, dismantling who she was as it went. Down, down, down… until it reached her very core.
And the core whispered, no.
I've seen what you did in Gritsmoke. I can't let you take Melissa. I don't know what you're planning but I WON'T LET YOU GO THROUGH WITH IT!
"SWELLOW, AIR SLASH, NOW!" she screamed.
With a swipe of Swellow's wing, a ball of wind whistled through the air at blinding speed and slammed into the remaining Vespiquen, which dropped like a sack of hammers. Out for the count.
The Hive Workers recalled their Vespiquen. "Delaying action complete," they announced. "The Hive Queen is secure."
To the twins' horror, the tiny dot that was Beedrill, Melissa and the third Hive Worker disappeared over the horizon, headed for Narava's great central desert.
As the police snapped handcuffs on the defeated Hive Workers, Marco turned to his sister. "Are… are you alright? Your eyes turned yellow for a second there…"
"I'm fine." She faced him, a look of grim determination on her face. "You stay here and make sure everyone else is alright. I'll go after them. I have a feeling I know where they're headed."
"Where are you going?"
She climbed onto Swellow's back. "Paying a return visit to Wellspring City. I have a feeling there's a reason nobody is allowed into those ruins in the desert."
"Be careful, sis."
"I will, bro." With a flap of its wings, Swellow and its passenger took off, wheeling overhead before flying in pursuit of the kidnapped Gym Leader… and hoping that when they reached their destination, they wouldn't be too late.
***
The Swellow soared high above the region of Narava, towards the lush and sprawling Grey Forest. As the towers of Metroburg City receded in the distance, the young girl perched atop her Swellow looked once more at the message on her phone. Her brown hair billowed behind her in the wind as she read.
Sis,
Get to Woodville, now! Something seriously weird is happening!
Marco
There had been no time to argue with that. No sooner had she stepped triumphantly out of the Metroburg Gym than the message came through, prompting her to hastily stow the Spark Badge in her badge case and fly like the winds – but what could her brother possibly mean by "something weird"?
Marci peered down at the ground, recognising the perpetual cloud over the Penumbra valley. Good, almost there. "How you doing, buddy?" she asked gently, stroking Swellow's back feathers.
"Swellow!" The cry was robust. Swellow was well-rested, having spent the battle with gym leader Maggie tucked securely inside its ball.
"Good… There's Woodville!"
Above the trees of the Grey Forest rose the buildings of Woodville City, which lauded itself as "a city steeped in nature's blessings". Behind the city, in the distance, loomed the mighty Basalt Mountains, which cast their shadow over the forest. Marci didn't know much about the mountains: only that they were supposedly riddled with caves and tunnels.
The Swellow drifted down, becoming an impressive sight as it swooped low over one of Woodville's many leafy boulevards, before gently alighting in front of the Pokémon Center.
"Good job, buddy. Return!" A flash of red light and Swellow was back in its Pokéball.
Marci flipped her phone open and dialled her brother's number.
"Marco? It's me. I just got to Woodville. Where are you?"
"In front of the Gym. Hurry! You gotta see this!"
A short bike ride later and Marci was among a crowd gathered in front of Woodville Gym. Pushing her way to the front, her blood ran cold as she saw Woodville's Gym Leader, Melissa, squaring off against three women. Though she hadn't seen this particular trio before, their green uniforms and blank yellow eyes betrayed them. Marci knew those uniforms and that skin-crawling yellow stare from the Gritsmoke City warehouse she had raided in search of a missing Combee.
The Hive had come to Woodville City.
"Surrender to us," the Hive Workers said as one. "It is useless to resist."
"No!" Melissa said defiantly, struggling to her feet. She was bleeding from multiple wounds. "Scyther, Pinsir, come back to me!"
Scyther and Pinsir refused to budge, staring emotionlessly at their erstwhile Trainer.
"S-Scyther, Pinsir, what's wrong?"
"They are of the Hive now. As you will be. You shall become Hive Queen." Again came the chilling voices of the three women, as if they were a single unit. "Surrender to us. You must awaken our master."
"N-never!" Melissa winced and made one last entreaty. "Beedrill, please! You know me! I raised you from a Weedle!"
The Beedrill hovered impassively before her.
"If you will not surrender, then you must be taken." The Hive trio, as one, raised their hands. Melissa's Pokémon surrounded her and yanked her off her feet.
"No!" she screamed, kicking out. "Somebody please help!"
"Let her go!" Marco and Marci dashed forward from the crowd. The two siblings each gave their twin a curt nod of greeting before facing the Hive Workers.
"Intruders," said one Worker.
"Interlopers," said the second.
"Defend the Hive Queen. Destroy the interlopers," the third ordered.
"The interlopers will be destroyed," the first two droned, before stepping up to face Marco and Marci. Simultaneously, they each raised a Pokéball and released a pair of Vespiquen.
"Blaziken, I choose you!" Marco's Blaziken appeared on the field in a flash of light.
"Go, Swellow!"
Swellow crowed as it burst from its ball.
"Attack them," the Hive Workers said in unison. The two Vespiquen raised their undersides, and clouds of stinging insects swarmed over Swellow and Blaziken.
"Blaziken, use Flamethrower!"
"Swellow, Aerial Ace!"
A plume of fire cut through the swarm and, just behind it, Swellow flew with wings outstretched and slammed into one of the Vespiquen. The Beehive Pokémon swayed unsteadily in the air before collapsing to the ground.
"The interlopers are strong," said one of the Workers.
"The girl was in the warehouse."
"The girl attacked the Hive."
"She will be valuable." The two Hive Workers turned their impassive faces towards Marci, and suddenly a huge pressure bore down on her mind.
"Gaaah!" She sank to her knees, gripping her head.
"Marci?!" Marco ran to her side, the battle forgotten.
The force pressed into her mind, worming its way deep down. "Surrender your will," it said. "Become one with The Hive. Serve our master." It penetrated further and further, flensing away the layers of resistance, dismantling who she was as it went. Down, down, down… until it reached her very core.
And the core whispered, no.
I've seen what you did in Gritsmoke. I can't let you take Melissa. I don't know what you're planning but I WON'T LET YOU GO THROUGH WITH IT!
"SWELLOW, AIR SLASH, NOW!" she screamed.
With a swipe of Swellow's wing, a ball of wind whistled through the air at blinding speed and slammed into the remaining Vespiquen, which dropped like a sack of hammers. Out for the count.
The Hive Workers recalled their Vespiquen. "Delaying action complete," they announced. "The Hive Queen is secure."
To the twins' horror, the tiny dot that was Beedrill, Melissa and the third Hive Worker disappeared over the horizon, headed for Narava's great central desert.
As the police snapped handcuffs on the defeated Hive Workers, Marco turned to his sister. "Are… are you alright? Your eyes turned yellow for a second there…"
"I'm fine." She faced him, a look of grim determination on her face. "You stay here and make sure everyone else is alright. I'll go after them. I have a feeling I know where they're headed."
"Where are you going?"
She climbed onto Swellow's back. "Paying a return visit to Wellspring City. I have a feeling there's a reason nobody is allowed into those ruins in the desert."
"Be careful, sis."
"I will, bro." With a flap of its wings, Swellow and its passenger took off, wheeling overhead before flying in pursuit of the kidnapped Gym Leader… and hoping that when they reached their destination, they wouldn't be too late.
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