Rumble
Snowpoint Region
Rumble woke up by the sunlight that was coming through the windows of the monster truck. He blinked his eyes, trying to remember what happened... then he looked around and remember it all, the battle, the fury. Revenge was getting closer and closer with every step he took to the north.
He got out of the car and dragged the cylinders with the petrol outside. After filling the car's tank with the fuel, he got back inside with sleepy eyes.
The monster truck started traveling again, this time on a valley full of snow. After a while trying to navigate, he finally reached the icy wasteland. It was snowing heavily. The road, if there was any, was covered in snow. The vehicle didn't have any particular problems running in the thick snow that must have been the road.
Rumble followed that path for a while but then he had to stop. The path disappeared just like that and the truck got stuck deep in the snow. The Pokemon inside got mad and went outside.
"COME ON, WORK YOU INFERNAL MACHINE!!!" exploded in fury as he punched the huge wheel of the monster truck. He tried using telepathy to unstuck it, but it was no use. His powers had weakened ever since he started using guns, but he didn't want to admit it. Back in the old days, he would be able to lift something like this car...
He got bored, gave up and decided to blow it up. He backed down to a safe distance and his flamethrower -aimed straight at the tank- did its job well and the fuel ignited the whole car, the flames reaching the machine and an extreme explosion produced a sound wave that almost shook Rumble and his maniacal smile as he watched the car burning.
"That will teach you" said Rumble "Not to get stuck in ice again, when I'm driving you"
The clouds had covered the sun entirely, and it was still snowing heavily. The psychic Pokemon walking alone in the icy wasteland analyzed the raw material of snow although he knew what it was.
Wow, if I were to melt all this ice, we'd have another ocean..
He glanced at the nanotech chip and for a moment he thought of actually making that idea come true, just to trouble the humans. But he decided revenge was a better plan and he continued levitating.
As a Pokemon with a gel body, Rumble had huge amounts of energy. But the snow falling at his head and his shoulder was messing with his gel, and he needed to spin around to shook the snow off his body. He was exhausted after an hour of walking - even if he didn't feel much cold.
The only thought keeping him going was the goal of the second part of his plan: to make a laboratory here, in the cold wastelands, where no one would find it. To accomplish that, he'd need materials from Snowpoint City's port. But there was something else he was thinking about; his first and only friend, Lydia, and how she could manage with him. He shook his head as he concentrated on his goal.
After a long while he saw an actual road, and trees in the horizon. And then Snowpoint City. The houses had iced roofs on them, and the sea was full of icebergs. At lassst..
He grinned and let out a wild sigh. He went stealth mode inside the city, and although he was exhausted, he decided to navigate through the warehouses full of materials first. He stared at the buildings standing next to the port. Three huge trucks were there as well, ignoring that a plan involving them was formed in Rumble's mind.
The Pokemon was standing in front of the warehouses, invisible and unwanted like a ghost.
Some humans were working at the docks. Rumble resisted blowing them up, with their ship as well. After he had located the warehouses where they kept steel and glass, he hid a behind the trees just outside the city, in the coast.
The devious monstrosity rested there, with his guard always up. His determination was rising every passing moment. He suddenly launched himself from the ground, as he couldn't just stand there. His fury and lust were consuming him.
Rumble sneaked through the warehouses to the trucks. After he smashed the window, hotwired the vehicle -in less than 10 seconds- he drove it away from the other trucks. Then, a worker got in his way. Rumble had half a second to think of the most silent way to get rid of him.
"Hey! Get off'a there!" the worker shouted at Rumble.
Rumble got his arm out of the window, pointed at him and the worker was thrown in the air in front of the truck, unable to speak. Or in this case, scream.
The truck hit the man hard, he fell on the ground.
Rumble raised his arms in front of the warehouse with the steel, and a huge amount of it came out.
"Gnnh.."
The steel was way too heavy. About 5 tons of it. He put it gently in one of the other trucks, trying to hurry up as he wasn't exactly subtle. Then the glass -with a fair amount of plastic- was taken as well, in the other truck.
The procedure took about one minute. Then he left the trucks and headed to the ship while taking off his camo and putting it inside his gel. He was feeling extremely weird for what he was about to do; he jumped in the cold water, next to the ship. Rumble dove deeper in the mass of water as his gel hardened to protect him and his devices from the threat of the liquid. The light coming from his flashlight was enough to see what was going on in front of him: lots of plants unknown to him. He swam straight in the bush where the anchor was and unstuck it with his enormous psychic powers, dragged it outside the water with him. The ship was refusing to let go of the anchor, so Rumble pulled the anchor's big chain harder.
He shook the water off his gel and carried the anchor and its chain to the trucks. He connected the two by stucking the anchor's sides to both vehicles.
That will do, thought the Pokemon as he broke into the second-in-line truck and pulled the handbreak. Hotwiring the first truck was now a piece of cake for him.
"Let's get this baby to work!" shouted Rumble with a tone of joy in his voice as he pulled the handbreak and started the engine.
The human workers had noticed him and run into him. He punched it as he ignited the third truck he killed the worker with, making it explode. The sound wave threw 2 of them back while the others fell on the ground covering their heads.
"Losers.." muttered Rumble with a playful smile on his face, like he had won in a board game, as he was riding the trucks out of the city. The anchor seemed pretty heavy to break.
Rumble reached the end of the road. He noticed it had stopped snowing. The Pokemon looked all around the horizon from in the driver's seat. A hill could be seen in about 30 meters. That's the place, then.
Rumble looked at his armor - there was a dynamite just in case. He also had 4 Shockwave grenades he needed to improve before using them.
He left the trucks at the end of the road and headed in the hill. There, the mass of snow was alot smaller. He tried making an ice ball and rolling it down the hill.
The Pokemon laughed at the huge ball that ended up in the ground. But he concentrated and a serious expression took over his face as he dug a little in the snow, finding the ground. After a small hole was made, he placed the dynamite and the grenades.
Fire in the hole, he thought sarcastically as he fired the dynamite from a safe distance.
Rumble's laugh echoed in the hill after the huge explosion he -for the third time today- caused. The explosion was followed by an avalanche. All the snow fell down the hill, leaving a huge, open cave in the ground.
Rumble drove the trucks in the snow as far as they could go then he unloaded their cargo and pushed it into the cave. Two hours of exhausting work after, he'd managed to bring all the materials into the cave which was still warm after the explosion.
He got rid of the trucks by throwing them down the hill, having some more fun as the explosions shook the foundations of the hill, causing more avalaunches.
Two days later, Rumble alone, with his powers, build the laboratory. The cave was now covered in steel, and the outside was covered in snow now. Only a small exit could be seen -only because he was allowing it to. In those days, he devoted himself to his gadgets putting to use the materials, his knowledge and his powers to make new stuff he was going to need to get his revenge back. The nanotech chip he stole was the base of all the technology he produced.
He was working quickly and tirelessly with a passive expression on his face and a determination made of iron.
"Ready for Round 2 with those Ultracorp idiots in Veilstone.."
