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Yes, it was on PokeEarth, I have a new chapter done, but I didn't want to post it yet until I had a few people read this to get caught up, at least some audience. Chapter 4 will be up soon, so stay tuned
The more readers, the sooner it's up.
gamercal said:
Yes, it was on PokeEarth, I have a new chapter done, but I didn't want to post it yet until I had a few people read this to get caught up, at least some audience. Chapter 4 will be up soon, so stay tuned
The more readers, the sooner it's up.RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! RE-OPENED, NOW ACTIVE!
Haha of course not, especially when it's yours, and it's dead, but yeah, I'll post the new one soon, since I can't seem to get any new readers. Oh well, in the end I really do write for myself
gamercal said:KNEW I'd seen it somewhere. Lol you don't forget chapters involving Raichu
Haha of course not, especially when it's yours, and it's dead, but yeah, I'll post the new one soon, since I can't seem to get any new readers. Oh well, in the end I really do write for myself
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! RE-OPENED, NOW ACTIVE!
Well I hope it was worth the wait, I'd really love some critique about this chapter, as I'm just getting into the writing mindset, and I am a little rusty. Hopefully it's long enough
“Who are you?” Matt yelled with a hint of fear in the tone of his voice.
There was an immediate flash of light followed by an icy shot of sheer power that appeared out of nowhere. For Calum everything appeared in slow motion; shards of ice were zooming towards his face, the air was becoming colder and colder. Gardevior immediately shot out of her Pokeball sensing her master’s imminent danger. A shield of energy was formed in front of the two completely stopping the ice beam in its track.
Calum opened his eyes with a relieved look on his face. The creature that had shot the attack was now zooming towards Calum and his trusted Gardevior.
“Weavile, Night Slash,” the loud raspy voice said as if out of nowhere. Weavile’s speed was stunning; before anyone could react Gardevior was on the ground.
“Gallade, X-Scissor,” Matt called as Gallade ran over to aid Calum, hoping Gallade’s speed could top Weavile’s. The two had gone into a tango, jumping up and around, Gallade was attempting to land an X-scissor while Weavile aimed to get in another night slash.
Ryan, who was now on his feat with his Azumaril out of its Pokeball, walked confidently over to Calum, “Cal, find the menace behind all of this, we can take things from here.”
“I don’t know if you can,” a tall, thin man walked out from around the other side of the shrine. He had a pack of three Mighteyena around him.
“Jump,” he said in a calm voice with a cynical undertone. One Mighteyena hurled itself in Ryan’s direction, not going for his Azumaril but for Ryan himself, naturally Azumaril protected its master.
“This is disgusting, this is barbaric,” Matt said aloud as he watched Ryan aid his Azumaril in battle.
“MATT!” Gregor yelled at the top of his lungs to get Matt’s attention.
“Son of a…” Mighteyena lunged itself at Matt to only be knocked away by a powerful leaf storm from Roserade. “Thank you, now sleep powder!” Roserade hurled itself into the air far above Mighteyena could reach, it released a powder of small spores falling quickly down to Mighteyena’s level and it was soon knocked out cold. Roserade calmly walked over to Matt’s side again, Gallade was stumbling over to Matt as well. Weavile was knocked out, but it caused a lot of pain to Gallade. “You’re a life saver,” Matt said as Gallade returned to its Pokeball. “How are you doing over there Gregor?!” Matt called
“You underestimate me, you always have,” Gregor replied, the Mighteyena that attacked him was fifteen feet away; it was clearly down and out.
Azumaril had been overpowered by the Mighteyena that craved Ryan’s blood; however his Nidoking easily took out its weakened opponent.
“A little help!” Calum was pinned to the ground by the creepy, thin man. His Skarmory was laying knocked out on the ground just as the man’s Honchkrow was, it appeared that a fierce air battle had taken place, and ended in a clash. Gregor and Ryan rushed over to Calum, throwing punches and kicks of their own; however something else drew Matt’s attention. A young boy was lying on the ground unconscious, Matt ran over to him, he checked his pulse and BPM, it was extremely low.
“This must be John,” Matt murmured to himself. All of a sudden, the unconscious boy let out a horrible scream as his back arched as if he was having a seizure. Then like nothing happened the boy simply rolled over and wouldn’t move. “Oh God,” Matt said in disbelief. “He’s not unconscious, he’s asleep.”
Matt’s eyes quickly darted to the ground around John’s body, searching for what he hoped had not already been taken. He realized there was no way the creepy, thin man didn’t already have the item they traveled here to secure.
Matt left John and quickly got up off his knees and sprinted around the side of the shrine to where he last left Calum, Gregor, and Ryan. The scene was unfolding as it came into view for Matt. Ryan was on the ground, he appeared unconscious but Matt suspected he was afflicted just as John was. Calum and Gregor were standing nearest to the shrine as if they were guarding it, and the creepy, thin man was on the opposite side of them.
“What did you do with it?” Calum called ferociously
“Why me?” the man answered as if he was a little girl, “I have no idea what you are talking about!”
“Don’t be smug, I demand answers!” Gregor yelled with fiery passion in his eyes.
“You shouldn’t be questioning me, you should be preparing for an epidemic. Oh silly me, have I revealed too much? I don’t care, you’ll be long dead by the time it hits, and I guarantee it!” The man’s voice had been slowly going from casual to menacing. “Although, I have come to despise this place, I guess I must be going.”
As if out of nowhere a helicopter began to descend, the sound had been blocked off by the mass amounts of adrenaline running through their bodies. The man jumped and grabbed on to the side of it as it began to ascend further into the air.
“NO!” Matt called at the top of his lungs as he sprinted to catch the helicopter; it was useless as he was a good 50 feet away from where it was ascending. By the time he got there the chopper was out of sight. “Why didn’t you do anything?” Matt asked as he turned to Calum and Gregor.
“Matt, if I got anything out of that conversation it was that we have bigger fish to fry than letting one maniac get away. We can describe him to Bing later, we might get something.” Calum replied
Matt nodded in agreement as he knew it was true
“I’m calling a medical helicopter for Ryan,” Gregor said as he took out his phone
“Call 2,” Matt said, “the kid who was guarding the pendant, John, has the same affliction.”
Gregor slammed his phone and put it back in his pocket, “They’re on their way.”
Back at HQ
Matt, Calum, and Gregor walked down the stairs from the helipad that led to the main conference room.
“I have to go tell our story to the doctors,” Gregor mentioned to Matt and Calum as he continued to walk through the room and out the door to the infirmary.
This of course immediately caught Brett’s attention as he was sitting at the conference table with Mr. Bing, “What story? What happened? Where’s Ryan?”
“Bing, did you find anything from the information I sent you?” Matt said completely ignoring Brett.
“What information? What’s going on?” Brett questioned as he was quickly getting annoyed.
Mr. Bing turned his attention from the papers in his hand to Matt and Calum, “Not yet, but…”
“But I did,” Ellen said as she walked into the room with a stack full of papers in her hands.
“How on earth did you find out before me?” Bing inquired with a certain amount of frustration.
“WHAT IS GOING ON?” Brett yelled as he stood up from his chair.
“Patience!” Ellen said as she stared him down. “I have a friend who is a dark Pokémon enthusiast; I called her and described not only the man but the situation. She said the creepy, thin man you described was probably Damon Knox; he’s an official in a secret dark Pokémon cult. They call themselves the Dark Brotherhood, she tried to join once but was turned down because, well she’s a she.”
“Are they actively violent?” asked Mr. Bing
“Not usually, but if they are it’s usually done in secrecy. I guess it’s only now that they are openly acting out,” replied Ellen. “What’s important about this is that they are not tied to the UN at all.”
“So we need to get to the United Nations before they do,” Matt said
The door to the conference room flew open as Dr. Finch walked in flamboyantly as usual. “To late,” Dr. Finch replied. “Bing, I got the information you sent me and…”
“Why does everyone have this information but me?” Brett said extremely frustrated
“Anyway, Ukraine’s United Nations representative has fallen ill, and doctors can’t seem to figure out what is wrong. However the symptoms are identical to those of Ryan’s and John’s.”
“Who did they appoint temporarily in his place?” Asked Calum knowing the answer would be key
“His name is Luka Dranoj, he spent 3 years on Pokémon island supposedly studying the habits of Pokémon to report back to the Ukrainian prime minister.” Dr. Finch replied
“Who knows who is going to be next,” Said Bing. “But what’s important is that we warn the United Nations representatives.”
“Should we go?” Asked Ellen
“No, even though you are dignitaries the message will come across better if I go,” Bing replied
“I’ll go with you,” said Dr. Finch, “I’ll call chopper to take us to the airport.” He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and walked up the stairs on his way to the heli-pad.
“I’ll be right up! Called Bing as Dr. Finch left their sight. “Matt, Calum why don’t you go check on Ryan and John, see what the doctors are saying.” Matt and Calum nodded and casually walked out of the room. “Ok I need to talk to the two of you,” Bing said addressing Ellen and Brett. “Chances are Dr. Finch and I are going to be arrested in New York later, as we are perfect suspects for something like this, especially if more attacks keep happening. I didn’t want Matt and Calum to hear this because I’m afraid it would affect how they’re going to operate in the near future. Chances are people are going to come for you, whether they are from the UN or the Dark Brotherhood. Be on your toes; make sure everyone else is on their toes. I have instructed Max, Ellen, and Crystal to fly to random locations so no one knows exactly where they are, except you two of course as you can easily track them. They are now as fully aware about what’s going on as we are. Regardless be on high alert, and stay strong. You two are the brains of this operation now, good luck.”
Mr. Bing got up and walked up the stairs to the heli-pad as Ellen and Brett stared at each other in shock.
“Ok,” said Ellen as she re-organized herself, “Well let’s get to work.”
Somewhere in the airspace near Canalave City
“Ok Altaria, you can start to go down a little,” Max said as he and his faithful Altaria were preparing to land.
As if out of nowhere a Honchkrow came zooming towards Max and Altaria, by the time they were able to turn their heads and realize what was going on Honchkrow had sent an icy wind straight in their direction. It hit and caused Altaria not only to be knocked off balance but two faint into a downward spiral. Max was hanging on Altaria for dear life, but the sudden change in air pressure and lack of oxygen sent him unconscious. Neither of them could do anything as they fell, gaining more and more momentum, they finally smacked the surface of the water surrounding Canalave city creating a giant splash. Their near lifeless bodies began to sink into the ocean as air ran out of their lungs.
Well I hope it was worth the wait, I'd really love some critique about this chapter, as I'm just getting into the writing mindset, and I am a little rusty. Hopefully it's long enough
“Who are you?” Matt yelled with a hint of fear in the tone of his voice.
There was an immediate flash of light followed by an icy shot of sheer power that appeared out of nowhere. For Calum everything appeared in slow motion; shards of ice were zooming towards his face, the air was becoming colder and colder. Gardevior immediately shot out of her Pokeball sensing her master’s imminent danger. A shield of energy was formed in front of the two completely stopping the ice beam in its track.
Calum opened his eyes with a relieved look on his face. The creature that had shot the attack was now zooming towards Calum and his trusted Gardevior.
“Weavile, Night Slash,” the loud raspy voice said as if out of nowhere. Weavile’s speed was stunning; before anyone could react Gardevior was on the ground.
“Gallade, X-Scissor,” Matt called as Gallade ran over to aid Calum, hoping Gallade’s speed could top Weavile’s. The two had gone into a tango, jumping up and around, Gallade was attempting to land an X-scissor while Weavile aimed to get in another night slash.
Ryan, who was now on his feat with his Azumaril out of its Pokeball, walked confidently over to Calum, “Cal, find the menace behind all of this, we can take things from here.”
“I don’t know if you can,” a tall, thin man walked out from around the other side of the shrine. He had a pack of three Mighteyena around him.
“Jump,” he said in a calm voice with a cynical undertone. One Mighteyena hurled itself in Ryan’s direction, not going for his Azumaril but for Ryan himself, naturally Azumaril protected its master.
“This is disgusting, this is barbaric,” Matt said aloud as he watched Ryan aid his Azumaril in battle.
“MATT!” Gregor yelled at the top of his lungs to get Matt’s attention.
“Son of a…” Mighteyena lunged itself at Matt to only be knocked away by a powerful leaf storm from Roserade. “Thank you, now sleep powder!” Roserade hurled itself into the air far above Mighteyena could reach, it released a powder of small spores falling quickly down to Mighteyena’s level and it was soon knocked out cold. Roserade calmly walked over to Matt’s side again, Gallade was stumbling over to Matt as well. Weavile was knocked out, but it caused a lot of pain to Gallade. “You’re a life saver,” Matt said as Gallade returned to its Pokeball. “How are you doing over there Gregor?!” Matt called
“You underestimate me, you always have,” Gregor replied, the Mighteyena that attacked him was fifteen feet away; it was clearly down and out.
Azumaril had been overpowered by the Mighteyena that craved Ryan’s blood; however his Nidoking easily took out its weakened opponent.
“A little help!” Calum was pinned to the ground by the creepy, thin man. His Skarmory was laying knocked out on the ground just as the man’s Honchkrow was, it appeared that a fierce air battle had taken place, and ended in a clash. Gregor and Ryan rushed over to Calum, throwing punches and kicks of their own; however something else drew Matt’s attention. A young boy was lying on the ground unconscious, Matt ran over to him, he checked his pulse and BPM, it was extremely low.
“This must be John,” Matt murmured to himself. All of a sudden, the unconscious boy let out a horrible scream as his back arched as if he was having a seizure. Then like nothing happened the boy simply rolled over and wouldn’t move. “Oh God,” Matt said in disbelief. “He’s not unconscious, he’s asleep.”
Matt’s eyes quickly darted to the ground around John’s body, searching for what he hoped had not already been taken. He realized there was no way the creepy, thin man didn’t already have the item they traveled here to secure.
Matt left John and quickly got up off his knees and sprinted around the side of the shrine to where he last left Calum, Gregor, and Ryan. The scene was unfolding as it came into view for Matt. Ryan was on the ground, he appeared unconscious but Matt suspected he was afflicted just as John was. Calum and Gregor were standing nearest to the shrine as if they were guarding it, and the creepy, thin man was on the opposite side of them.
“What did you do with it?” Calum called ferociously
“Why me?” the man answered as if he was a little girl, “I have no idea what you are talking about!”
“Don’t be smug, I demand answers!” Gregor yelled with fiery passion in his eyes.
“You shouldn’t be questioning me, you should be preparing for an epidemic. Oh silly me, have I revealed too much? I don’t care, you’ll be long dead by the time it hits, and I guarantee it!” The man’s voice had been slowly going from casual to menacing. “Although, I have come to despise this place, I guess I must be going.”
As if out of nowhere a helicopter began to descend, the sound had been blocked off by the mass amounts of adrenaline running through their bodies. The man jumped and grabbed on to the side of it as it began to ascend further into the air.
“NO!” Matt called at the top of his lungs as he sprinted to catch the helicopter; it was useless as he was a good 50 feet away from where it was ascending. By the time he got there the chopper was out of sight. “Why didn’t you do anything?” Matt asked as he turned to Calum and Gregor.
“Matt, if I got anything out of that conversation it was that we have bigger fish to fry than letting one maniac get away. We can describe him to Bing later, we might get something.” Calum replied
Matt nodded in agreement as he knew it was true
“I’m calling a medical helicopter for Ryan,” Gregor said as he took out his phone
“Call 2,” Matt said, “the kid who was guarding the pendant, John, has the same affliction.”
Gregor slammed his phone and put it back in his pocket, “They’re on their way.”
Back at HQ
Matt, Calum, and Gregor walked down the stairs from the helipad that led to the main conference room.
“I have to go tell our story to the doctors,” Gregor mentioned to Matt and Calum as he continued to walk through the room and out the door to the infirmary.
This of course immediately caught Brett’s attention as he was sitting at the conference table with Mr. Bing, “What story? What happened? Where’s Ryan?”
“Bing, did you find anything from the information I sent you?” Matt said completely ignoring Brett.
“What information? What’s going on?” Brett questioned as he was quickly getting annoyed.
Mr. Bing turned his attention from the papers in his hand to Matt and Calum, “Not yet, but…”
“But I did,” Ellen said as she walked into the room with a stack full of papers in her hands.
“How on earth did you find out before me?” Bing inquired with a certain amount of frustration.
“WHAT IS GOING ON?” Brett yelled as he stood up from his chair.
“Patience!” Ellen said as she stared him down. “I have a friend who is a dark Pokémon enthusiast; I called her and described not only the man but the situation. She said the creepy, thin man you described was probably Damon Knox; he’s an official in a secret dark Pokémon cult. They call themselves the Dark Brotherhood, she tried to join once but was turned down because, well she’s a she.”
“Are they actively violent?” asked Mr. Bing
“Not usually, but if they are it’s usually done in secrecy. I guess it’s only now that they are openly acting out,” replied Ellen. “What’s important about this is that they are not tied to the UN at all.”
“So we need to get to the United Nations before they do,” Matt said
The door to the conference room flew open as Dr. Finch walked in flamboyantly as usual. “To late,” Dr. Finch replied. “Bing, I got the information you sent me and…”
“Why does everyone have this information but me?” Brett said extremely frustrated
“Anyway, Ukraine’s United Nations representative has fallen ill, and doctors can’t seem to figure out what is wrong. However the symptoms are identical to those of Ryan’s and John’s.”
“Who did they appoint temporarily in his place?” Asked Calum knowing the answer would be key
“His name is Luka Dranoj, he spent 3 years on Pokémon island supposedly studying the habits of Pokémon to report back to the Ukrainian prime minister.” Dr. Finch replied
“Who knows who is going to be next,” Said Bing. “But what’s important is that we warn the United Nations representatives.”
“Should we go?” Asked Ellen
“No, even though you are dignitaries the message will come across better if I go,” Bing replied
“I’ll go with you,” said Dr. Finch, “I’ll call chopper to take us to the airport.” He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and walked up the stairs on his way to the heli-pad.
“I’ll be right up! Called Bing as Dr. Finch left their sight. “Matt, Calum why don’t you go check on Ryan and John, see what the doctors are saying.” Matt and Calum nodded and casually walked out of the room. “Ok I need to talk to the two of you,” Bing said addressing Ellen and Brett. “Chances are Dr. Finch and I are going to be arrested in New York later, as we are perfect suspects for something like this, especially if more attacks keep happening. I didn’t want Matt and Calum to hear this because I’m afraid it would affect how they’re going to operate in the near future. Chances are people are going to come for you, whether they are from the UN or the Dark Brotherhood. Be on your toes; make sure everyone else is on their toes. I have instructed Max, Ellen, and Crystal to fly to random locations so no one knows exactly where they are, except you two of course as you can easily track them. They are now as fully aware about what’s going on as we are. Regardless be on high alert, and stay strong. You two are the brains of this operation now, good luck.”
Mr. Bing got up and walked up the stairs to the heli-pad as Ellen and Brett stared at each other in shock.
“Ok,” said Ellen as she re-organized herself, “Well let’s get to work.”
Somewhere in the airspace near Canalave City
“Ok Altaria, you can start to go down a little,” Max said as he and his faithful Altaria were preparing to land.
As if out of nowhere a Honchkrow came zooming towards Max and Altaria, by the time they were able to turn their heads and realize what was going on Honchkrow had sent an icy wind straight in their direction. It hit and caused Altaria not only to be knocked off balance but two faint into a downward spiral. Max was hanging on Altaria for dear life, but the sudden change in air pressure and lack of oxygen sent him unconscious. Neither of them could do anything as they fell, gaining more and more momentum, they finally smacked the surface of the water surrounding Canalave city creating a giant splash. Their near lifeless bodies began to sink into the ocean as air ran out of their lungs.
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! RE-OPENED, NOW ACTIVE!
Hmm hmm... not too shabby!
A new enemy emerges! They already have what we wanted from the island then... ominous. Verrrry ominous. And just what is up with these odd ailments that people have suffered?
Stupid Weavile's speed... lol, typical of Vile. Dark enthusiasts though... hmm.
You had some grammatical inconsistencies (that is, you lacked periods sometimes when you needed them, at the end of paragraphs), but on the whole it was decent. Possibly a little more of the battle sequence could've been made, but it wasn't bad overall.
PLEASE keep it up!
Hmm hmm... not too shabby!
A new enemy emerges! They already have what we wanted from the island then... ominous. Verrrry ominous. And just what is up with these odd ailments that people have suffered?
Stupid Weavile's speed... lol, typical of Vile. Dark enthusiasts though... hmm.
You had some grammatical inconsistencies (that is, you lacked periods sometimes when you needed them, at the end of paragraphs), but on the whole it was decent. Possibly a little more of the battle sequence could've been made, but it wasn't bad overall.
PLEASE keep it up!
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! RE-OPENED, NOW ACTIVE!
Glad you found it interesting
Ok I will work on the grammatical consistencies, just something I need to pay more attention to when I proof read, thanks a ton for the critique!
Still writing chapter 5, can't wait to see you're next chapter?
Glad you found it interesting
Ok I will work on the grammatical consistencies, just something I need to pay more attention to when I proof read, thanks a ton for the critique!
Still writing chapter 5, can't wait to see you're next chapter?
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! RE-OPENED, NOW ACTIVE!
Yeah, about that... I should get round to writing it. Lol, the tourney has taken precedence atm, so there hasn't been any chance of writing coming into play yet...
Yeah, about that... I should get round to writing it. Lol, the tourney has taken precedence atm, so there hasn't been any chance of writing coming into play yet...
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! RE-OPENED, NOW ACTIVE!
Chapter 5
“Hmm, that’s odd,” Brett said looking at his laptop. Brett and Ellen were sitting in the conference room doing research on the Dark Brotherhood as Mr. Bing and Dr. Finch were in transit to New York.
“What’s odd?” Ellen replied casually
“It’s just…I have the Pokedex tracker up, Max went offline.”
“Offline? What do you mean?”
“His signal’s gone, every other Pokedex I have red-flagged is fine, it’s just Max. It must be some sort of malfunction. Unless, do you think…?”
“Oh my God,” Ellen stood up as her heart dropped into her stomach trying to hold back tears, “Where was he last?”
“Um, let me check,” Brett said in a nervous voice. “The signal dropped just near the bay in Canalave.”
Ellen went over and looked at Brett’s computer screen, “Oh God,” she murmured to herself. She reached her hands to her face hoping not to reveal that she was crying, but Brett noticed the tears slowly trickling down her cheek.
“Ellen, I’m sure he…”
“NO! You’re not sure, I have to go.” She said in a raspy, sad voice as tears were now flowing out of her eyes. She grabbed a Pokeball off her belt and ran out of the conference room down the hall towards the fresh air.
“ELLEN!” Brett called hoping she would hear him and stop.
“It’s not like him!” She called back in a muffled voice.
The minute she got outside she let her Salamence out of its Pokeball and got on his back.
“To Canalave,” she blubbered as tears were running down her face, as Salamence sensed his master’s urgency, he flew fast.
Brett ran as fast he could to the infirmary, where he knew Matt was with Ryan. He quickly arrived outside of the door, sweating and panting, Matt, Calum and all of the doctors we’re staring at him with puzzled looks on their faces.
“Matt,” He said completely out of breath
“What’s wrong?” Matt asked seeing Brett’s seriousness
“We lost Max’s signal over Canalave, and Ellen just ran out and is flying there. I’ve never seen her like this, she was balling.”
“Cal, stay here with Ryan,” Matt said as Calum nodded in response. Matt calmly walked out of the room until he was out of sight of Calum and the team of doctors. “Where exactly over Canalave, Brett?”
“Near the bay,”
“Thanks,” Matt then sprinted down the hall and shot open the doors as Flygon was released from its Pokeball. “We need to get to Canalave’s Bay fast, if you see Ellen on Salamence we need to catch up to her, ok?” Flygon roared in acceptance and they flew into the clouds.
Zooming in the airspace towards Canalave City
“FLYGON!” Matt Called trying to make sure his Flygon could hear him over the wind, Flygon turned his head and looked at Matt in acknowledgment, “That looks like Ellen and Salamence up there, can you speed up to catch them?” Flygon arched his back and made his body as straight as can be. Matt got as low as he could, grabbing on to Flygon tighter. As Flygon’s body was as aerodynamic as can be, they began to gain speed. It wasn’t long until Matt could clearly see Ellen’s face. Her face was red and although she was no longer crying he could see the marks the tears had made. She had dark circles around her eyes and looked terribly sad.
“Ellen!”
Ellen looked over to see Matt on Flygon with his hand out.
“You can’t stop me!” She called back
“I don’t want to stop you; I just want to give your Salamence a break, it
has to be tired.”
Ellen nodded in contentment, she nudged Salamence and he veered over to the left right next to Flygon and Matt. Ellen slowly crawled over from the back of her Salamence and took Matt’s hand to hop on the back of Flygon. This was a task not easily done as they were still zooming through the air. Ellen grabbed her belt and got Salamence’s empty Pokeball and held it close to her chest so it wouldn’t fly off in the wind. After a large flash of red light Salamence was gone and it was just the two riding on the back of Flygon.
“Ellen, hold on to me really tight, ok?’
“Why, I can hold my own you know.”
“I need to give Flygon a little break,” Matt whipped out Flygon’s blue and yellow Pokeball and in a quick, blinding light Flygon was gone. Matt and Ellen quickly began to plummet to the ground. Matt made his body completely straight and with Ellen’s fingers digging into his chest they diagonally zoomed to the ground. They flew through cloud after cloud, Ellen screaming at the top of her lungs in shock, thinking Matt was trying to kill them both. Quickly, a large city surrounded by an ocean began to come into view. They were now out of the clouds; Matt wiggled his hand to his belt and pulled out a shiny black Pokeball. His fingers pressed the center button and like a speeding bullet an orange dragon appeared in front of them, flying in the same direction. The dragon, extremely aerodynamic, flew under Matt and Ellen, and then began to rise in the air so that the two trainers were comfortably resting on its back.
“Dragonite, land us on that dock in the bay,” Matt commanded as
Dragonite began to turn in the direction of the destination. “Ellen, we’re fine you can release your claws.”
“Why did you do that to me?!” Ellen snapped in a mix of anger and sadness
“We got here quicker, it’s easier to give into gravity then defy it.” Matt
replied as Ellen began to wipe the tears from her eyes, “Dragonite, yes right here, this is fine.” The orange, scaly dragon landed on its feet and Matt and Ellen got off.
“Matt! Over there, a crowd!” Ellen yelled, but she had already begun to run towards what appeared to be a small gathering on the dock.
Matt returned his loyal Dragonite to its Pokeball and began to chase Ellen towards the group gathered by the water. As he ran he began to worry, not only worry about Max and his precious Altaria, but about Ellen. She seemed to be in incredible distress and despair. The three of them had been in grievous trouble before; this wasn’t the first time any of them had a run in with death or tragedy. Never once had he seen Ellen break down like this, Matt hoped not only Ellen, but Max, would be okay after they all came out of this.
They reached the small gathering and pushed their way through, to the center. They came across Max, unconscious and wet. There was a girl, around Matt’s age attempting to perform CPR on him. She was pounding on his chest, trying to get the water out of his lungs.
“One, two, three, four, five,” she panted, counting the times she pounded on his chest. She then made sure Max’s mouth was open. She put her lips on his and with an open mouth, attempted to breathe the breath of life back into Max.
“Max!” Ellen was now sobbing; she quickly knelt to the ground and brushed her hand through his wet, dripping hair. “What’s going on, what happened?!” Ellen said through her tears, extremely distraught.
“He fell into the bay, right out of the sky. When I found him, he was unconscious.” She replied still performing CPR.
“How long had he been in the water,” Matt replied, hoping for his friends future.
“Not long, with my Dewgong, we were able to get to him pretty quickly. I’d say maybe two minutes, tops. We called an ambulance, Canalave’s Hospital is on the other side of town, it should be on its way.”
“What about his Altaria,” Matt responded
“It was rushed to the Pokémon Center, that’s not far away.”
“Okay,” Matt nodded, “You must be tired, let me give you a break, I’ll keep going with the CPR.”
The girl was thankful as she slowly stood up and backed away. Matt got down on his knees and began moving closer to Max.
“NO!” Ellen cried, she quickly moved her hands to Max’s chest and began pressing down, attempting to get the heart beating and the water out of his lungs.
”I’ve never seen her like this, I understand the circumstances but, this is insane,” Matt thought.
Ellen began to move her fingers from Max’s chest, they slowly crept up to his face as her lips met his. As she continued the CPR, her lips began to move, as if it was a kiss. She began to cry harder and harder, it was all clear to Matt now.
“How long do you think it will take for the ambulance to get here?” Matt quickly asked
“I don’t know, I guess maybe ten more minutes, with good traffic.”
“No, that’s not quick enough.” Matt reached to his belt and grabbed two of his Pokeballs, he pressed the middle button and in a quick flash of light, his trusted Gallade and Flygon were in front of him. “Flygon, I need you to take Gallade to the hospital, it’s across town. North from where we are, I know you can find it quickly if you fly fast. Gallade, when you get there teleport back here for us, okay?” Gallade and Flygon nodded, Gallade jumped on to Flygon’s back and they flew quickly into the sky.
“Did you check for a pulse?” Matt asked the girl that had been there before he arrived.
“No, I didn’t think to I just got to work,” she replied.
“Okay,” Matt said as he kneeled towards Max, he took his index and middle finger on his right hand and touched them to his wrist. He shook his head and let out a sigh, he then moved his fingers to Max’s neck, where he hoped to get find the trace of a pulse. He felt around his neck and found the spot where the pulse should be. He again shook his head and let out a sigh, “He needs oxygen,” he said more to himself then anyone. “Ellen, stop the CPR for a moment,”Ellen nodded and backed away from Max, she still had tears running down her face.
Matt put his hand on the middle of Max’s chest; he prayed he would feel a heartbeat, at least a slow one, there was nothing. A tear began to roll down Matt’s cheek, his mind had become consumed with fear. ”Snap out of it!” Matt thought, ”Okay, now what?” It was as if a light bulb had gone off in Matt’s head, “We need to dry him off, quickly!” Matt commanded, as right now it was the only thing they could do.
“Here, I have a towel,” said one of the onlookers as he handed it to Matt
“I have two,” called another.
Matt, Ellen and the girl began to take the towels and wipe down Max from head to, just had Matt had requested. Other spectators began to take off their jackets, shirts, or whatever they had to try and get Max dry. No one was really sure why they were doing it, but they still did it anyway. Out of nowhere, Gallade appeared in front of Matt, [/i]”I’m ready.”[/i] he told Matt telepathically.
“Thank you Gallade,” Matt said as he stood up. He then bent backed down and picked Max up as if he was a baby. His near lifeless body was cradled in Matt’s arms. “Ellen, get up let’s go! Thank you everyone.”
“Wait!” The girl called, “I’m coming to!”
“Alright, that’s fine. Gallade, you know the drill.” Gallade nodded his head. His single horn, as well as his eyes began to glow a bright pink and within a second they were outside of Canalave’s hospital. The hospital was large, perhaps 4 stories tall, and rather long. It was made of a red brick, or at least the front was. There was a large sign over the main door that read Sacred Heart of Canalave.
Gallade had landed the small group outside the large, main doors. Flygon was sitting on the far right of the doors. There was a small team of doctors and nurses outside the door waiting for Max. One of the nurses motioned towards Matt, as he was still cradling Max in his arms. Next to the nurse was gurney, Matt quickly put Max down on small, elevated bed. The nurses grabbed the sides of the rolling bed and ran through the main hospital doors and down a hallway. Matt returned his faithful Pokémon and began to run with Ellen and the girl behind them, Matt was in awe as he watched the two doctors examine Max. A tall burley man in a long, white lab coat had a stethoscope in his ears as he checked for a heartbeat.
“There’s a beat, but it’s slowing down, we need that crash cart! Samantha, make sure he’s dry!” the doctor yelled as he looked at the female doctor near Max’s head. She was young, and had long blonde hair. Matt would have never guessed she was a doctor if it weren’t for that serious look on her face. She grabbed Max’s shirt and with one strong pull, she ripped it down the middle.
The bed made a quick turn into a large room with an empty bed it. Samantha ran to the back of the room to grab something as one of the nurses slipped an IV in. Matt spotted another nurse clip something on Max’s finger. Samantha jutted to Max’s bed side dragging a midsized box on wheels behind her. Coming out of the cart were two chords attached to what looked like two bricks. They were in Samantha’s hands, one side of the rectangular device was covered in metal. Samantha rubbed the two metallic devices together, “Clear!” she yelled. She thrusted them on Max’s chest has his entire body pulsated upwards. She looked at the small monitor above Max’s bed.
“One more time!” The other doctor yelled
Samantha began to rub the devices together again, “Clear!” She called as she pushed them once more on Max’s chest. As Max’s chest again flew up in the air, a steady beep was heard.
“It’s returning to normal,” The burly doctor said as he nodded. The team of nurses picked Max up and transferred him from the gurney to the hospital bed. They all left the room wheeling the mobile bed out with them.
“He’ll be okay,” Samantha said to Matt, Ellen and the girl. “The water in his lungs, all though you got it out, caused his heart to stop beating. I assume someone gave him CPR?”
“Yes, I did,” Replied the girl that had stuck around all this time.
“You saved his life, not only did you get the water out of his lungs, you caused the heart to start beating again. It was incredibly slow, but if it wasn’t for that he never would have made it.” Samantha smiled and walked out the door.
Matt glanced at Ellen, as he had been so caught up in all the drama, he never had a chance to console her. He looked at her as she wiped a final tear from her eye, he knew she would soon return to her tough self. She walked over to Max and stood by his bed side, the color was soon
beginning to come back into his face.
“I completely forgot,” Matt said as he turned to the girl standing next to him, “My name is Matt, and thank you for saving my friends life.”
“You’re welcome,” She replied smiling, “And I know who you are, I’m Emily. I was one of the first one hundred to come to Pokémon Island to. We battled in the first annual Pokémon Island League.”
“Yeah…Oh! I remember now, it was in the top 16. You must have had four Water Pokémon on your team didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she giggled, “Your Raichu swept through three of them!”
“That’s right, wow it certainly has been a while, I’m sorry I didn’t remember you.”
“Please, don’t be. All the people you meet now, dignitaries and officials, I’m surprised you remember me at all.”
“Well, at heart I’m still just that same little kid prancing around on Pokémon Island like all those years ago.”
“Well, so am I, I guess we are one in the same,” She said as they both laughed.
“Ellen,” Matt turned his head, “How are you holding up?”
“I’m okay,” she said as she let out a sigh. “Emily, I can’t thank you enough.”
“Well you’re welcome, I’m just glad I was there.”
“There’s nothing we can do for Max here,” Matt said, “Why don’t we go get some dinner?”
“I know a great seafood restaurant not far from here,” replied Emily.
“Alright, it’s better than the cafeteria food I’m sure,” Ellen exclaimed.
The three walked out the doorway and down the hall, Matt quickly mentioned to one of the nurses that they were going out and to let Max know if he wakes up. As they stepped out the large doorway of the hospital, Emily reached for her belt. She grabbed a black Pokeball that had two red rings on it. She clicked the middle button and after a quick flash of light an abnormally large Charizard was out of its Pokeball.
“We can all fit on my Chariz…”
Emily was standing right in front of Ellen and Matt when her jaw dropped, Ellen and Matt turned their heads to see what brought Emily into shock. Before Ellen could comprehend what her eyes saw, she was on the ground and unconscious.
Matt saw two men dressed in all black run towards him, before he did anything he took a quick glance at Ellen. She had fallen on the ground face first, there was a large dart sticking out of her neck. He knew the same fate was surely in store for him. His hand lunged towards clasp of his belt, which held his twenty two Pokeballs. He quickly threw it to Emily who was next to her Charizard. Her face had become white with fear, today had been a lot for her to take already, as she was not used to the drama. He saw the two men getting closer to him, it was if they were running in slow motion and he knew he didn’t have much time. He ran over to Ellen and reached into her pocket. She always kept her Pokedex close to her, so it was easy for him to find. He grabbed it out of her front pant pocket and grasped it firmly in his hand. In a quick movement, Matt chucked the Pokedex in Emily’s direction. With one stride, she plucked it right out the air.
“Go!” Matt called as the two men threw themselves on top of him. Emily mounted her Charizard with the items Matt had given her and she flew off into the air as Matt fell unconscious.
Chapter 5
“Hmm, that’s odd,” Brett said looking at his laptop. Brett and Ellen were sitting in the conference room doing research on the Dark Brotherhood as Mr. Bing and Dr. Finch were in transit to New York.
“What’s odd?” Ellen replied casually
“It’s just…I have the Pokedex tracker up, Max went offline.”
“Offline? What do you mean?”
“His signal’s gone, every other Pokedex I have red-flagged is fine, it’s just Max. It must be some sort of malfunction. Unless, do you think…?”
“Oh my God,” Ellen stood up as her heart dropped into her stomach trying to hold back tears, “Where was he last?”
“Um, let me check,” Brett said in a nervous voice. “The signal dropped just near the bay in Canalave.”
Ellen went over and looked at Brett’s computer screen, “Oh God,” she murmured to herself. She reached her hands to her face hoping not to reveal that she was crying, but Brett noticed the tears slowly trickling down her cheek.
“Ellen, I’m sure he…”
“NO! You’re not sure, I have to go.” She said in a raspy, sad voice as tears were now flowing out of her eyes. She grabbed a Pokeball off her belt and ran out of the conference room down the hall towards the fresh air.
“ELLEN!” Brett called hoping she would hear him and stop.
“It’s not like him!” She called back in a muffled voice.
The minute she got outside she let her Salamence out of its Pokeball and got on his back.
“To Canalave,” she blubbered as tears were running down her face, as Salamence sensed his master’s urgency, he flew fast.
Brett ran as fast he could to the infirmary, where he knew Matt was with Ryan. He quickly arrived outside of the door, sweating and panting, Matt, Calum and all of the doctors we’re staring at him with puzzled looks on their faces.
“Matt,” He said completely out of breath
“What’s wrong?” Matt asked seeing Brett’s seriousness
“We lost Max’s signal over Canalave, and Ellen just ran out and is flying there. I’ve never seen her like this, she was balling.”
“Cal, stay here with Ryan,” Matt said as Calum nodded in response. Matt calmly walked out of the room until he was out of sight of Calum and the team of doctors. “Where exactly over Canalave, Brett?”
“Near the bay,”
“Thanks,” Matt then sprinted down the hall and shot open the doors as Flygon was released from its Pokeball. “We need to get to Canalave’s Bay fast, if you see Ellen on Salamence we need to catch up to her, ok?” Flygon roared in acceptance and they flew into the clouds.
Zooming in the airspace towards Canalave City
“FLYGON!” Matt Called trying to make sure his Flygon could hear him over the wind, Flygon turned his head and looked at Matt in acknowledgment, “That looks like Ellen and Salamence up there, can you speed up to catch them?” Flygon arched his back and made his body as straight as can be. Matt got as low as he could, grabbing on to Flygon tighter. As Flygon’s body was as aerodynamic as can be, they began to gain speed. It wasn’t long until Matt could clearly see Ellen’s face. Her face was red and although she was no longer crying he could see the marks the tears had made. She had dark circles around her eyes and looked terribly sad.
“Ellen!”
Ellen looked over to see Matt on Flygon with his hand out.
“You can’t stop me!” She called back
“I don’t want to stop you; I just want to give your Salamence a break, it
has to be tired.”
Ellen nodded in contentment, she nudged Salamence and he veered over to the left right next to Flygon and Matt. Ellen slowly crawled over from the back of her Salamence and took Matt’s hand to hop on the back of Flygon. This was a task not easily done as they were still zooming through the air. Ellen grabbed her belt and got Salamence’s empty Pokeball and held it close to her chest so it wouldn’t fly off in the wind. After a large flash of red light Salamence was gone and it was just the two riding on the back of Flygon.
“Ellen, hold on to me really tight, ok?’
“Why, I can hold my own you know.”
“I need to give Flygon a little break,” Matt whipped out Flygon’s blue and yellow Pokeball and in a quick, blinding light Flygon was gone. Matt and Ellen quickly began to plummet to the ground. Matt made his body completely straight and with Ellen’s fingers digging into his chest they diagonally zoomed to the ground. They flew through cloud after cloud, Ellen screaming at the top of her lungs in shock, thinking Matt was trying to kill them both. Quickly, a large city surrounded by an ocean began to come into view. They were now out of the clouds; Matt wiggled his hand to his belt and pulled out a shiny black Pokeball. His fingers pressed the center button and like a speeding bullet an orange dragon appeared in front of them, flying in the same direction. The dragon, extremely aerodynamic, flew under Matt and Ellen, and then began to rise in the air so that the two trainers were comfortably resting on its back.
“Dragonite, land us on that dock in the bay,” Matt commanded as
Dragonite began to turn in the direction of the destination. “Ellen, we’re fine you can release your claws.”
“Why did you do that to me?!” Ellen snapped in a mix of anger and sadness
“We got here quicker, it’s easier to give into gravity then defy it.” Matt
replied as Ellen began to wipe the tears from her eyes, “Dragonite, yes right here, this is fine.” The orange, scaly dragon landed on its feet and Matt and Ellen got off.
“Matt! Over there, a crowd!” Ellen yelled, but she had already begun to run towards what appeared to be a small gathering on the dock.
Matt returned his loyal Dragonite to its Pokeball and began to chase Ellen towards the group gathered by the water. As he ran he began to worry, not only worry about Max and his precious Altaria, but about Ellen. She seemed to be in incredible distress and despair. The three of them had been in grievous trouble before; this wasn’t the first time any of them had a run in with death or tragedy. Never once had he seen Ellen break down like this, Matt hoped not only Ellen, but Max, would be okay after they all came out of this.
They reached the small gathering and pushed their way through, to the center. They came across Max, unconscious and wet. There was a girl, around Matt’s age attempting to perform CPR on him. She was pounding on his chest, trying to get the water out of his lungs.
“One, two, three, four, five,” she panted, counting the times she pounded on his chest. She then made sure Max’s mouth was open. She put her lips on his and with an open mouth, attempted to breathe the breath of life back into Max.
“Max!” Ellen was now sobbing; she quickly knelt to the ground and brushed her hand through his wet, dripping hair. “What’s going on, what happened?!” Ellen said through her tears, extremely distraught.
“He fell into the bay, right out of the sky. When I found him, he was unconscious.” She replied still performing CPR.
“How long had he been in the water,” Matt replied, hoping for his friends future.
“Not long, with my Dewgong, we were able to get to him pretty quickly. I’d say maybe two minutes, tops. We called an ambulance, Canalave’s Hospital is on the other side of town, it should be on its way.”
“What about his Altaria,” Matt responded
“It was rushed to the Pokémon Center, that’s not far away.”
“Okay,” Matt nodded, “You must be tired, let me give you a break, I’ll keep going with the CPR.”
The girl was thankful as she slowly stood up and backed away. Matt got down on his knees and began moving closer to Max.
“NO!” Ellen cried, she quickly moved her hands to Max’s chest and began pressing down, attempting to get the heart beating and the water out of his lungs.
”I’ve never seen her like this, I understand the circumstances but, this is insane,” Matt thought.
Ellen began to move her fingers from Max’s chest, they slowly crept up to his face as her lips met his. As she continued the CPR, her lips began to move, as if it was a kiss. She began to cry harder and harder, it was all clear to Matt now.
“How long do you think it will take for the ambulance to get here?” Matt quickly asked
“I don’t know, I guess maybe ten more minutes, with good traffic.”
“No, that’s not quick enough.” Matt reached to his belt and grabbed two of his Pokeballs, he pressed the middle button and in a quick flash of light, his trusted Gallade and Flygon were in front of him. “Flygon, I need you to take Gallade to the hospital, it’s across town. North from where we are, I know you can find it quickly if you fly fast. Gallade, when you get there teleport back here for us, okay?” Gallade and Flygon nodded, Gallade jumped on to Flygon’s back and they flew quickly into the sky.
“Did you check for a pulse?” Matt asked the girl that had been there before he arrived.
“No, I didn’t think to I just got to work,” she replied.
“Okay,” Matt said as he kneeled towards Max, he took his index and middle finger on his right hand and touched them to his wrist. He shook his head and let out a sigh, he then moved his fingers to Max’s neck, where he hoped to get find the trace of a pulse. He felt around his neck and found the spot where the pulse should be. He again shook his head and let out a sigh, “He needs oxygen,” he said more to himself then anyone. “Ellen, stop the CPR for a moment,”Ellen nodded and backed away from Max, she still had tears running down her face.
Matt put his hand on the middle of Max’s chest; he prayed he would feel a heartbeat, at least a slow one, there was nothing. A tear began to roll down Matt’s cheek, his mind had become consumed with fear. ”Snap out of it!” Matt thought, ”Okay, now what?” It was as if a light bulb had gone off in Matt’s head, “We need to dry him off, quickly!” Matt commanded, as right now it was the only thing they could do.
“Here, I have a towel,” said one of the onlookers as he handed it to Matt
“I have two,” called another.
Matt, Ellen and the girl began to take the towels and wipe down Max from head to, just had Matt had requested. Other spectators began to take off their jackets, shirts, or whatever they had to try and get Max dry. No one was really sure why they were doing it, but they still did it anyway. Out of nowhere, Gallade appeared in front of Matt, [/i]”I’m ready.”[/i] he told Matt telepathically.
“Thank you Gallade,” Matt said as he stood up. He then bent backed down and picked Max up as if he was a baby. His near lifeless body was cradled in Matt’s arms. “Ellen, get up let’s go! Thank you everyone.”
“Wait!” The girl called, “I’m coming to!”
“Alright, that’s fine. Gallade, you know the drill.” Gallade nodded his head. His single horn, as well as his eyes began to glow a bright pink and within a second they were outside of Canalave’s hospital. The hospital was large, perhaps 4 stories tall, and rather long. It was made of a red brick, or at least the front was. There was a large sign over the main door that read Sacred Heart of Canalave.
Gallade had landed the small group outside the large, main doors. Flygon was sitting on the far right of the doors. There was a small team of doctors and nurses outside the door waiting for Max. One of the nurses motioned towards Matt, as he was still cradling Max in his arms. Next to the nurse was gurney, Matt quickly put Max down on small, elevated bed. The nurses grabbed the sides of the rolling bed and ran through the main hospital doors and down a hallway. Matt returned his faithful Pokémon and began to run with Ellen and the girl behind them, Matt was in awe as he watched the two doctors examine Max. A tall burley man in a long, white lab coat had a stethoscope in his ears as he checked for a heartbeat.
“There’s a beat, but it’s slowing down, we need that crash cart! Samantha, make sure he’s dry!” the doctor yelled as he looked at the female doctor near Max’s head. She was young, and had long blonde hair. Matt would have never guessed she was a doctor if it weren’t for that serious look on her face. She grabbed Max’s shirt and with one strong pull, she ripped it down the middle.
The bed made a quick turn into a large room with an empty bed it. Samantha ran to the back of the room to grab something as one of the nurses slipped an IV in. Matt spotted another nurse clip something on Max’s finger. Samantha jutted to Max’s bed side dragging a midsized box on wheels behind her. Coming out of the cart were two chords attached to what looked like two bricks. They were in Samantha’s hands, one side of the rectangular device was covered in metal. Samantha rubbed the two metallic devices together, “Clear!” she yelled. She thrusted them on Max’s chest has his entire body pulsated upwards. She looked at the small monitor above Max’s bed.
“One more time!” The other doctor yelled
Samantha began to rub the devices together again, “Clear!” She called as she pushed them once more on Max’s chest. As Max’s chest again flew up in the air, a steady beep was heard.
“It’s returning to normal,” The burly doctor said as he nodded. The team of nurses picked Max up and transferred him from the gurney to the hospital bed. They all left the room wheeling the mobile bed out with them.
“He’ll be okay,” Samantha said to Matt, Ellen and the girl. “The water in his lungs, all though you got it out, caused his heart to stop beating. I assume someone gave him CPR?”
“Yes, I did,” Replied the girl that had stuck around all this time.
“You saved his life, not only did you get the water out of his lungs, you caused the heart to start beating again. It was incredibly slow, but if it wasn’t for that he never would have made it.” Samantha smiled and walked out the door.
Matt glanced at Ellen, as he had been so caught up in all the drama, he never had a chance to console her. He looked at her as she wiped a final tear from her eye, he knew she would soon return to her tough self. She walked over to Max and stood by his bed side, the color was soon
beginning to come back into his face.
“I completely forgot,” Matt said as he turned to the girl standing next to him, “My name is Matt, and thank you for saving my friends life.”
“You’re welcome,” She replied smiling, “And I know who you are, I’m Emily. I was one of the first one hundred to come to Pokémon Island to. We battled in the first annual Pokémon Island League.”
“Yeah…Oh! I remember now, it was in the top 16. You must have had four Water Pokémon on your team didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she giggled, “Your Raichu swept through three of them!”
“That’s right, wow it certainly has been a while, I’m sorry I didn’t remember you.”
“Please, don’t be. All the people you meet now, dignitaries and officials, I’m surprised you remember me at all.”
“Well, at heart I’m still just that same little kid prancing around on Pokémon Island like all those years ago.”
“Well, so am I, I guess we are one in the same,” She said as they both laughed.
“Ellen,” Matt turned his head, “How are you holding up?”
“I’m okay,” she said as she let out a sigh. “Emily, I can’t thank you enough.”
“Well you’re welcome, I’m just glad I was there.”
“There’s nothing we can do for Max here,” Matt said, “Why don’t we go get some dinner?”
“I know a great seafood restaurant not far from here,” replied Emily.
“Alright, it’s better than the cafeteria food I’m sure,” Ellen exclaimed.
The three walked out the doorway and down the hall, Matt quickly mentioned to one of the nurses that they were going out and to let Max know if he wakes up. As they stepped out the large doorway of the hospital, Emily reached for her belt. She grabbed a black Pokeball that had two red rings on it. She clicked the middle button and after a quick flash of light an abnormally large Charizard was out of its Pokeball.
“We can all fit on my Chariz…”
Emily was standing right in front of Ellen and Matt when her jaw dropped, Ellen and Matt turned their heads to see what brought Emily into shock. Before Ellen could comprehend what her eyes saw, she was on the ground and unconscious.
Matt saw two men dressed in all black run towards him, before he did anything he took a quick glance at Ellen. She had fallen on the ground face first, there was a large dart sticking out of her neck. He knew the same fate was surely in store for him. His hand lunged towards clasp of his belt, which held his twenty two Pokeballs. He quickly threw it to Emily who was next to her Charizard. Her face had become white with fear, today had been a lot for her to take already, as she was not used to the drama. He saw the two men getting closer to him, it was if they were running in slow motion and he knew he didn’t have much time. He ran over to Ellen and reached into her pocket. She always kept her Pokedex close to her, so it was easy for him to find. He grabbed it out of her front pant pocket and grasped it firmly in his hand. In a quick movement, Matt chucked the Pokedex in Emily’s direction. With one stride, she plucked it right out the air.
“Go!” Matt called as the two men threw themselves on top of him. Emily mounted her Charizard with the items Matt had given her and she flew off into the air as Matt fell unconscious.
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Hmm hmm...
This is definitely interesting. What would've happened to Max if Emily wasn't there doesn't bear thinking about...
However, you still have the same grammatical inconsistencies. One example:
“What about his Altaria,” Matt responded. (Bolded period was missing). I noticed one instance where you had a comma at the end of a speech but nothing after this. This of course is wrong, you want a period there.
I am still looking forward to this thought, and I hope you can continue to give this a go!
Hmm hmm...
This is definitely interesting. What would've happened to Max if Emily wasn't there doesn't bear thinking about...
However, you still have the same grammatical inconsistencies. One example:
“What about his Altaria,” Matt responded. (Bolded period was missing). I noticed one instance where you had a comma at the end of a speech but nothing after this. This of course is wrong, you want a period there.
I am still looking forward to this thought, and I hope you can continue to give this a go!
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You have to love the drama
Oh I see, when you pointed that out previously I thought you meant in the quotation marks, now I see what you mean, I'll be sure to double check for these. Thank you for pointing it out.
Well I do hope you enjoyed it, naturally as every chapter progresses I not only try and advance the story, but advance my writing skills
You have to love the drama
Oh I see, when you pointed that out previously I thought you meant in the quotation marks, now I see what you mean, I'll be sure to double check for these. Thank you for pointing it out.
Well I do hope you enjoyed it, naturally as every chapter progresses I not only try and advance the story, but advance my writing skills
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This is a great fan-fic story and I can't wait until chapter 6. And when Mr. Bings explains basically what's going to happen, instead of that to make it more mysterious you could have wrote: And the Mr. Bings whispered to (Brett was it) something that made Brett go standstill but he knew it would be better of not telling the others.
So my tip is to look at other ways you cold put things that lead to more cliffhangers, more excitement, ad a better fan-fic.
This is a great fan-fic story and I can't wait until chapter 6. And when Mr. Bings explains basically what's going to happen, instead of that to make it more mysterious you could have wrote: And the Mr. Bings whispered to (Brett was it) something that made Brett go standstill but he knew it would be better of not telling the others.
So my tip is to look at other ways you cold put things that lead to more cliffhangers, more excitement, ad a better fan-fic.
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Thank you for the compliment! Please keep reading
Hmm okay I'll look into that, thanks for the tip!
Thank you for the compliment! Please keep reading
Hmm okay I'll look into that, thanks for the tip!
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Matt...You off course took this one for yourself...I better get some important action soon. jk
This is certainly a great fic and I am loving it. As Cal has pointed out I have seen several grammar errors and other problems one paragrah I saw that had several errors was this one, let's see if you find your errors if not I will assist:
Try this for some fixes:
Matt...You off course took this one for yourself...I better get some important action soon.
jkThis is certainly a great fic and I am loving it. As Cal has pointed out I have seen several grammar errors and other problems one paragrah I saw that had several errors was this one, let's see if you find your errors if not I will assist:
Try this for some fixes:
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More of my typo's get through -_-' Thank you Brett for pointing that out. It seems like proofreading it once is not doing the job, I guess I'll have to up my game. Oh I do see the scripting fail there to, I usually just kind of pass that over, as I write that like in Microsoft word. Thank you Brett for pointing all of that out, hope you enjoyed the chapter
I'll be busy this week, and won't even get back into town until Sunday night, so the next chapter may not be quickly up there.
Charizard88 said:Matt...You off course took this one for yourself...I better get some important action soon.
This is certainly a great fic and I am loving it. As Cal has pointed out I have seen several grammar errors and other problems one paragrah I saw that had several errors was this one, let's see if you find your errors if not I will assist:
Try this for some fixes:
More of my typo's get through -_-' Thank you Brett for pointing that out. It seems like proofreading it once is not doing the job, I guess I'll have to up my game. Oh I do see the scripting fail there to, I usually just kind of pass that over, as I write that like in Microsoft word. Thank you Brett for pointing all of that out, hope you enjoyed the chapter
I'll be busy this week, and won't even get back into town until Sunday night, so the next chapter may not be quickly up there.
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! CHAPTER 5 IS IN!
Chapter 6
“Charizard look over there, I think that’s their headquarters. Bring us down right in front okay buddy?” Emily’s large, horned dragon whipped his head in approval and slowly began to descend in the air. As the orange, fanged beast swooped to the entrance of the large building Emily pulled out the Pokedex that Ellen had given to her for safekeeping. ”I can’t expect to walk right in at a time of war,” she thought. After a few clicks on the Pokedex’s touch screen she had sent a notification for Brett to come to the door.
Thinking it was Ellen, Brett walked down the hallway to open the door. He reached for the knob and opened the locked door only to see a young woman with long, brownish-red hair and an oversized Charizard by her side. “Can I…err…help you with something?” Brett stuttered in confusion.
“Matt and Ellen are in trouble; some guys wearing full black knocked them unconscious and probably have them in their custody now. Here take these,” Emily stretched out her arms, in one hand she held Matt’s Pokebelt and in the other hand she held Ellen’s Pokedex that she used to contact Brett.
“Matt would never give up his belt, and Ellen’s Pokedex, this is weird,” Brett murmured to himself. “Did they…you know?” Brett struggling to bring himself to the conclusion that was in the back of his mind, but with a gulp of his throat he quickly spit it out, “Are you sure they didn’t kill them?”
“No, I mean at least not yet, they shot them with some yellow darts, I guess it was…”
“A tranquilizer,” Emily was cut off by a tall figure that slowly revealed himself as he walked out of the shadows in the hallway.
“Calum, did you hear, we need to act quickly.”
“No Brett, we don’t. They didn’t kill them, whoever they are. They must want some kind of information, we don’t need to act quickly but we need to act sharply.” Calum changed his attention from Brett to the girl standing outside, “My name is Calum, please come in.”
The three walked down the extensive hallway to the large, glass walled room which held the conference room where they had held so many meetings before. “Everyone,” Brett said as he and the others sat down,
“This is Emily; she’s brought us grave news. Emily this is Ashton, and my sister Crystal, they’ll help.”
“Brett, you’re scaring me, what’s going on?” Crystal jumped from her chair in angst.
“Matt and Ellen were taken by who I expect are the Dark Brotherhood,” Calum said. Crystal sat back down knowing the effects of these dire consequences.
“But they’re alive?” questioned Crystal.
“I think so,” Emily replied.
“Wait a minute,” Ashton said with a puzzled look covering her face, “What about Max?”
“Oh my god I forgot Max,” Emily jumped out of her chair.
“What do you mean forgot,” Calum said, “Is he in danger?”
“Potentially, he’s still in the hospital. I mean they jumped us not to far from the hospital, and as I flew away I didn’t seem the go near there. I just don’t know, do you have a phone?”
Calum reached into his pocket and tossed his small, black cell phone to Emily. She was able to reach the doctor that treated Max; she needed to make sure that he was still in his bed. The doctor assured her that there had been no strange activity and that everything was okay, and the sweet feeling of relief quickly came over Emily.
“Okay here’s what we need to do,” Calum began to plan out the high-stakes mission. “Ashton go to Canalave hospital immediately and guard Max at all costs.”
“Got it,” Ashton pounced up from her seat and headed for the door. “Wait a minute,” Ashton turned around and looked at Calum with a question that had slipped her mind all this time, “What do they want from Matt, Ellen, and Max?”
“Everything.”
Matt’s eyes slowly began to widen as his senses began to take in his surroundings. He could hardly see, the room he was in was almost pitch black, although he could sense that he was alone. A small stream of light was flowing from the crack under the door, it was faint but it was enough to illuminate the room to the point where Matt could see. He began to feel a sharp, raging pain in his head that quickly spread to an ache that encompassed his whole body. “Where am I?” He said to himself in complete confusion. He began to trace his brain for clues, ”That’s right, Canalave, we were attacked.” He went to reach for his belt and realized Emily had it. ”It’s no use anyway”, Matt thought as he tugged on the rope that strapped his two hands to the back of the chair he now realized he was stuck to.
The door creaked open and a tall, lanky man walked into the room, “Well, well, well, look who’s awake.” He said with a smug and sinister smile.
“Who are you? What do you want?”
“Well I want you out of the picture, but apparently my boss wants something else first.”
“What?”
“I’m pretty sure you know what I’m talking about, where’s the file? Just tell me where it is before I have to do anything you’ll regret, as much as I would love to.” The goon’s smile kept getting bigger and bigger as if he was going to burst out laughing any moment.
Matt knew he swore to die before he he’d to give up any information, but he never thought he would be in this situation.
“Aaaahh, no, stop, PLEASE!” Matt heard his friend screaming in agony and pain in the other room. His body surged, he couldn’t listen to it, it was too painful.
“What are you doing to her?”
“If you don’t help us, you’re about to find out.”
Matt looked at the goon they had sent in, he was tall and lanky and didn’t look to muscular which surprised him. However Matt did notice something, no gun. There wasn’t one on his back side when he turned to shut the door, and he didn’t have one his front side.
“If you take our files, you still won’t get what you want. Ellen and I are only 2 pieces of the puzzle; you might as well let us go.”
“Haha please, don’t ever under…”
The goon was cut off by Matt flipping himself around and slamming the chair, with legs and hands still strapped to it, into the tall man. Being tall and having a high center of gravity the black clothed man quickly fell to the ground as the chair broke into two pieces. Matt had the top back of the chair behind him and the center bottom of the chair chained to his ankles yet the back two legs had quickly fallen off.
The guard was beginning to get up when Matt, who had hopped over to his side, body slammed the goons face with his back, which was still attached to the back of the wooden chair. His nose was broken and was instantly knocked unconscious. Yet Matt was careful enough to slam the section of the chair that was above his hands, thus not breaking them. However with the finesse he used, the wooden top of the chair broke into two pieces, allowing Matt’s two tethered hands to quickly become free and independent again. He bent down and quickly untied the ropes that laced his two feet together; he then proceeded to untie the ropes that were still individually attached to their respective hands.
Matt slowly began to creep to the door which had a stream of light filtering through. Before he had a chance to open his door, the door across the hall quickly flung open as two tall men in black suits walked through. Matt peered into the room before the door was shut. In the back of the room, sitting in a chair, sat a girl. As a glimmer of light danced off her blonde hair Matt knew instantly that it was Ellen. When Matt could no longer see the two suited men, he slowly opened his door and peeked his head out to make sure there really was no one. He continued to walk across the hall and slowly opened the door as it barely creaked.
Matt walked to the lone chair sitting the back of the dark room. Ellen was still tied to her chair, her face looked dim and pale. “Ellen,” Matt whispered in hopes to get her attention. She slowly opened her eyes and began to lift her head up to look at her friend.
“Ma…Matt,” She stuttered. Her left eye was bruised, there was dried blood that had trickled out of her nose, and she had a long cut that ran diagonally across her right cheek.
Matt was stunned at how bad she looked, the thought of those two men doing this to her fueled the rage in his eyes and the passion in his heart.
“Are you okay?” Matt said as he looked into Ellen’s weary eyes.
“I’m okay, but…but,” Ellen took a deep breath, “They know where my file is.”
“It’s okay,” Matt said attempting to comfort her, “They can’t do a thing with just yours.”
“I know,” Ellen slowly nodded.
“We have to get out of here, okay?” Matt said as he crept behind and
began to untie the ropes that shackled her hands to the chair. The ropes were especially tight on her, and as they began to fall he saw the red ring they had left around her wrists. With her hands free, she began to twist her wrists in hopes in getting the feeling back in to her nimble hands.
“Matt,” She said becoming more and more conscious of what was going on,
“My belt, my Pokemon, where are they?”
Matt looked around the room and saw a small table in a dark corner, laying on it was her Pokebelt; luckily the assailants underestimated Matt and Ellen. Matt reached his hand into his back pocket and was relieved when he felt a cool, metallic surface slide across his fingertips. Whoever had captured them had forgotten to take his Pokedex.
“Yeah, it’s still active,” Brett said as he looked at his laptop. He was referring to Matt’s tracking signal on his Pokedex.
“Good, hopefully it’ll stay that way,” Calum said. Brett, Calum, Crystal and Emily were in a helicopter following the tacking signal Matt’s Pokedex gave off. “Whether it’s actually him or not,” Calum told his peers, “It’s a start.”
“So what’s the plan,” questioned Emily in hopes of doing the most she can to help.
“Okay,” said Crystal, “I think Cal and I worked it out. We’re going to be dropped 1 mile from Matt’s signal. We spread out, form a perimeter around the signal and slowly move in.”
“Although,” Calum began to speak, “depending on what things are like at Matt’s location, we may need to alter positions. But we’ll just have to play that by ear.”
“So…,” Emily hinted at confusion, “Are we just going to storm the place with our Pokemon?”
“No, not at all,” Calum expressed.
“What we’re doing is going in there, and getting Matt and Ellen out. Completely defensive, we’ll send out Pokemon as necessary.” Crystal Explained.
Ellen had gotten some of her energy back, and was now on her feet. Matt and Ellen slowly crept toward the door which still had a stream of light flowing through. Just a crack so they could see outside. A guard had passed by a few minutes ago; they were waiting to make sure he was truly gone.
“Ready,” Matt asked as he was preparing to swing open the door and make a brake for it.
“Wait,” Ellen said reaching to her Pokebelt which she had now refastened to her hip. She looked down and grabbed two specific Pokeballs, “Here,” Ellen said handing them to Matt. “In case we get separated, it’s Espeon and Manectric. I know you have a strong connection with them.”
“Thanks,” Matt said as he slipped them in his pocket. “Ready now?”
“Mhm,” Ellen nodded and Matt slowly opened the door. The hall way wasn’t long; it consisted of only the two doors that held Matt and Ellen individually. At the top it intersected another hall, creating a T shape.
“You take that one,” Matt whispered as he motioned for Ellen to look down the right section of the hall while he peeked into the left. “Clear,” he said.
“Clear, which way are we going?”
“No idea, let’s go this way.” Matt and Ellen slowly crept down the left side of the hall. As they peeked there heads around the corner. Matt saw the same man that had attacked them at the shrine. The creepy, thin man with the raspy voice was looking straight at them. Matt’s eyes glanced to the man’s side, where he had something strapped to his belt. It was a dark purple serum inside a syringe that had caused the afflictions of Ryan and John back at the headquarters.
“Look who’s awake,” the creepy, thin man said from the back of the hall.
“Run, RUN!” Matt said as he grabbed Ellen by the shoulder and quickly ran down the hall in the opposite direction of him.
The creepy, thin man and his Houndoom quickly turned the corner in pursuit of Matt and Ellen.
“I’d get Golduck and Butterfree out now!” Matt said as they ran down the hall. Ellen fumbled her hand down to her belt and released the two fearless Pokemon in hopes of getting out of musty building safely.
Matt turned his head around and saw the creepy, thin man chasing behind him with his Houndoom getting closer and closer to burning him to ashes.
“Houndoom, set them on fire with a fire blast,” ordered the creepy, thin man as the dark beast whipped his head in a circular motion.
“Golduck, Hydro Pump as a counter!” Ellen screamed as Matt, Ellen, Golduck and Butterfree turned around to face their opponents. The shotgun of water exploded as it engulfed the flowing fire. Matt locked eyes with the creepy, thin man, and although he had a tough veneer, inside him Matt saw nothingness.
“Houndoom, thunder fang now!”
As the black and metallic dog’s teeth pulsated with volts of electricity the
creepy, thin man reached his hand down his side and wrapped his fingers around a vile of the serum.
“Ellen, we need to run,” Matt said in a soft voice so only she could hear.
“Withdraw Golduck now!” He said raising his voice.
Now was no time to distrust Matt, Ellen whipped out the blue ducks Pokeball and withdrew her before the Houndoom could strike. Matt turned around facing the empty end of the hallway and ran with Ellen and her Butterfree. There were stairs only a few feet in front of them, as they made sprinted the creepy, thin man stood in his place. With a flick of his wrist that was clearly well trained the dark serum in the form of a dart hurled straight towards Ellen’s back. As it surged through the air Butterfree sensed the impending doom for her beloved partner. She flipped around and tossed herself in front of Ellen selflessly taking the serum in her small torso.
“Butterfree!” Ellen gasped in surprise of as she whipped herself around. She held out her arms and Butterfree fell directly into them, body completely limp. Ellen had froze in her place as Matt was disgraced about how he didn’t see it coming. The creepy, thin man’s smirk dropped as his Houndoom began to charge down the hall ready to rip Matt and Ellen into shreds.
Like a speeding flash of light, a large, orange beast with a luscious white mane pounced from the top of the stairs over Matt and Ellen and tacked the devil-like dog with undeterred ferocity. Calum flew down the stairs pursuing his Arcanine followed by Crystal, Brett, and Emily.
“We need to go, now!” Calum said with intensity.
The four that had just gotten down the stairs were now rushing back up with Matt, Ellen, and Arcanine trailing them. However, the creepy, thin man refused to let them go without a fight. Just up the stairs was the exit to the small underground bunker that held Matt and Ellen captive.
As they ran out of the door, they saw the helicopter just a few yards away waiting to fly off to complete safety. The large, black helicopter was military class. It seated 12, and although it wasn’t designed for speed, it was perfect to transport the heroes around when necessary. The large doors were completely open on both sides, revealing the entire interior. As Calum quickly withdrew his beloved Arcanine, the 6 jumped in to the helicopter. Emily handed Matt his Pokebelt and he strapped it around his waist, Ellen’s Pokedex was returned to her as well. The large blades atop the Helicopter began to spin faster and faster, yet still not off the ground.
The creepy, thin man and his Houndoom shot out of the bunker like a speeding bullet. The creepy, thin man stopped in his tracks when he saw the helicopter, “Houndoom, now!” Houndoom kept striding along nearing the helicopter. Its doors were still open, and with one speedy jump, Houndoom leapt off his feet and through the center of helicopter. In his path stood Emily, Houndoom, still in mid air, tackled Emily straight out of the helicopter and on to the wet, ground through the back door.
“GO!” Matt called to the pilot of the helicopter as he jumped out of the now rising mammoth. On the ground Matt kicked the Houndoom that was on top of Emily ready to attack mercilessly. The Houndoom whimpered and quickly limped to his master.
Matt got down on his knee and put his arms around Emily allowing her to sit up. Luckily, she was okay and besides some bruises was unharmed. The helicopter was now high in the sky, on its way back to headquarters.
“We have to help them!” Ellen panted.
“No, I’m not sure we should…” Crystal was cut off.
“All the time I’ve known Matt, I’ve trusted him; I don’t see a reason to stop now.” Brett argued.
“I know but…” Ellen was now worried for her dear friend.
“Ellen, I know you’re feeling. I’m worried about Matt to.” Calum attempted to comfort Ellen, “But I think we need to let him do this, he’ll be okay.”
Matt looked up and lost sight of the helicopter that held his dear friends. He looked back at the creepy, thin man. His smirk was back as he was standing firmly next to his vicious Houndoom. Matt then looked at Emily and opened his mouth without the slightest trace of fear, “Are you ready?”
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Chapter 6
“Charizard look over there, I think that’s their headquarters. Bring us down right in front okay buddy?” Emily’s large, horned dragon whipped his head in approval and slowly began to descend in the air. As the orange, fanged beast swooped to the entrance of the large building Emily pulled out the Pokedex that Ellen had given to her for safekeeping. ”I can’t expect to walk right in at a time of war,” she thought. After a few clicks on the Pokedex’s touch screen she had sent a notification for Brett to come to the door.
Thinking it was Ellen, Brett walked down the hallway to open the door. He reached for the knob and opened the locked door only to see a young woman with long, brownish-red hair and an oversized Charizard by her side. “Can I…err…help you with something?” Brett stuttered in confusion.
“Matt and Ellen are in trouble; some guys wearing full black knocked them unconscious and probably have them in their custody now. Here take these,” Emily stretched out her arms, in one hand she held Matt’s Pokebelt and in the other hand she held Ellen’s Pokedex that she used to contact Brett.
“Matt would never give up his belt, and Ellen’s Pokedex, this is weird,” Brett murmured to himself. “Did they…you know?” Brett struggling to bring himself to the conclusion that was in the back of his mind, but with a gulp of his throat he quickly spit it out, “Are you sure they didn’t kill them?”
“No, I mean at least not yet, they shot them with some yellow darts, I guess it was…”
“A tranquilizer,” Emily was cut off by a tall figure that slowly revealed himself as he walked out of the shadows in the hallway.
“Calum, did you hear, we need to act quickly.”
“No Brett, we don’t. They didn’t kill them, whoever they are. They must want some kind of information, we don’t need to act quickly but we need to act sharply.” Calum changed his attention from Brett to the girl standing outside, “My name is Calum, please come in.”
The three walked down the extensive hallway to the large, glass walled room which held the conference room where they had held so many meetings before. “Everyone,” Brett said as he and the others sat down,
“This is Emily; she’s brought us grave news. Emily this is Ashton, and my sister Crystal, they’ll help.”
“Brett, you’re scaring me, what’s going on?” Crystal jumped from her chair in angst.
“Matt and Ellen were taken by who I expect are the Dark Brotherhood,” Calum said. Crystal sat back down knowing the effects of these dire consequences.
“But they’re alive?” questioned Crystal.
“I think so,” Emily replied.
“Wait a minute,” Ashton said with a puzzled look covering her face, “What about Max?”
“Oh my god I forgot Max,” Emily jumped out of her chair.
“What do you mean forgot,” Calum said, “Is he in danger?”
“Potentially, he’s still in the hospital. I mean they jumped us not to far from the hospital, and as I flew away I didn’t seem the go near there. I just don’t know, do you have a phone?”
Calum reached into his pocket and tossed his small, black cell phone to Emily. She was able to reach the doctor that treated Max; she needed to make sure that he was still in his bed. The doctor assured her that there had been no strange activity and that everything was okay, and the sweet feeling of relief quickly came over Emily.
“Okay here’s what we need to do,” Calum began to plan out the high-stakes mission. “Ashton go to Canalave hospital immediately and guard Max at all costs.”
“Got it,” Ashton pounced up from her seat and headed for the door. “Wait a minute,” Ashton turned around and looked at Calum with a question that had slipped her mind all this time, “What do they want from Matt, Ellen, and Max?”
“Everything.”
Matt’s eyes slowly began to widen as his senses began to take in his surroundings. He could hardly see, the room he was in was almost pitch black, although he could sense that he was alone. A small stream of light was flowing from the crack under the door, it was faint but it was enough to illuminate the room to the point where Matt could see. He began to feel a sharp, raging pain in his head that quickly spread to an ache that encompassed his whole body. “Where am I?” He said to himself in complete confusion. He began to trace his brain for clues, ”That’s right, Canalave, we were attacked.” He went to reach for his belt and realized Emily had it. ”It’s no use anyway”, Matt thought as he tugged on the rope that strapped his two hands to the back of the chair he now realized he was stuck to.
The door creaked open and a tall, lanky man walked into the room, “Well, well, well, look who’s awake.” He said with a smug and sinister smile.
“Who are you? What do you want?”
“Well I want you out of the picture, but apparently my boss wants something else first.”
“What?”
“I’m pretty sure you know what I’m talking about, where’s the file? Just tell me where it is before I have to do anything you’ll regret, as much as I would love to.” The goon’s smile kept getting bigger and bigger as if he was going to burst out laughing any moment.
Matt knew he swore to die before he he’d to give up any information, but he never thought he would be in this situation.
“Aaaahh, no, stop, PLEASE!” Matt heard his friend screaming in agony and pain in the other room. His body surged, he couldn’t listen to it, it was too painful.
“What are you doing to her?”
“If you don’t help us, you’re about to find out.”
Matt looked at the goon they had sent in, he was tall and lanky and didn’t look to muscular which surprised him. However Matt did notice something, no gun. There wasn’t one on his back side when he turned to shut the door, and he didn’t have one his front side.
“If you take our files, you still won’t get what you want. Ellen and I are only 2 pieces of the puzzle; you might as well let us go.”
“Haha please, don’t ever under…”
The goon was cut off by Matt flipping himself around and slamming the chair, with legs and hands still strapped to it, into the tall man. Being tall and having a high center of gravity the black clothed man quickly fell to the ground as the chair broke into two pieces. Matt had the top back of the chair behind him and the center bottom of the chair chained to his ankles yet the back two legs had quickly fallen off.
The guard was beginning to get up when Matt, who had hopped over to his side, body slammed the goons face with his back, which was still attached to the back of the wooden chair. His nose was broken and was instantly knocked unconscious. Yet Matt was careful enough to slam the section of the chair that was above his hands, thus not breaking them. However with the finesse he used, the wooden top of the chair broke into two pieces, allowing Matt’s two tethered hands to quickly become free and independent again. He bent down and quickly untied the ropes that laced his two feet together; he then proceeded to untie the ropes that were still individually attached to their respective hands.
Matt slowly began to creep to the door which had a stream of light filtering through. Before he had a chance to open his door, the door across the hall quickly flung open as two tall men in black suits walked through. Matt peered into the room before the door was shut. In the back of the room, sitting in a chair, sat a girl. As a glimmer of light danced off her blonde hair Matt knew instantly that it was Ellen. When Matt could no longer see the two suited men, he slowly opened his door and peeked his head out to make sure there really was no one. He continued to walk across the hall and slowly opened the door as it barely creaked.
Matt walked to the lone chair sitting the back of the dark room. Ellen was still tied to her chair, her face looked dim and pale. “Ellen,” Matt whispered in hopes to get her attention. She slowly opened her eyes and began to lift her head up to look at her friend.
“Ma…Matt,” She stuttered. Her left eye was bruised, there was dried blood that had trickled out of her nose, and she had a long cut that ran diagonally across her right cheek.
Matt was stunned at how bad she looked, the thought of those two men doing this to her fueled the rage in his eyes and the passion in his heart.
“Are you okay?” Matt said as he looked into Ellen’s weary eyes.
“I’m okay, but…but,” Ellen took a deep breath, “They know where my file is.”
“It’s okay,” Matt said attempting to comfort her, “They can’t do a thing with just yours.”
“I know,” Ellen slowly nodded.
“We have to get out of here, okay?” Matt said as he crept behind and
began to untie the ropes that shackled her hands to the chair. The ropes were especially tight on her, and as they began to fall he saw the red ring they had left around her wrists. With her hands free, she began to twist her wrists in hopes in getting the feeling back in to her nimble hands.
“Matt,” She said becoming more and more conscious of what was going on,
“My belt, my Pokemon, where are they?”
Matt looked around the room and saw a small table in a dark corner, laying on it was her Pokebelt; luckily the assailants underestimated Matt and Ellen. Matt reached his hand into his back pocket and was relieved when he felt a cool, metallic surface slide across his fingertips. Whoever had captured them had forgotten to take his Pokedex.
“Yeah, it’s still active,” Brett said as he looked at his laptop. He was referring to Matt’s tracking signal on his Pokedex.
“Good, hopefully it’ll stay that way,” Calum said. Brett, Calum, Crystal and Emily were in a helicopter following the tacking signal Matt’s Pokedex gave off. “Whether it’s actually him or not,” Calum told his peers, “It’s a start.”
“So what’s the plan,” questioned Emily in hopes of doing the most she can to help.
“Okay,” said Crystal, “I think Cal and I worked it out. We’re going to be dropped 1 mile from Matt’s signal. We spread out, form a perimeter around the signal and slowly move in.”
“Although,” Calum began to speak, “depending on what things are like at Matt’s location, we may need to alter positions. But we’ll just have to play that by ear.”
“So…,” Emily hinted at confusion, “Are we just going to storm the place with our Pokemon?”
“No, not at all,” Calum expressed.
“What we’re doing is going in there, and getting Matt and Ellen out. Completely defensive, we’ll send out Pokemon as necessary.” Crystal Explained.
Ellen had gotten some of her energy back, and was now on her feet. Matt and Ellen slowly crept toward the door which still had a stream of light flowing through. Just a crack so they could see outside. A guard had passed by a few minutes ago; they were waiting to make sure he was truly gone.
“Ready,” Matt asked as he was preparing to swing open the door and make a brake for it.
“Wait,” Ellen said reaching to her Pokebelt which she had now refastened to her hip. She looked down and grabbed two specific Pokeballs, “Here,” Ellen said handing them to Matt. “In case we get separated, it’s Espeon and Manectric. I know you have a strong connection with them.”
“Thanks,” Matt said as he slipped them in his pocket. “Ready now?”
“Mhm,” Ellen nodded and Matt slowly opened the door. The hall way wasn’t long; it consisted of only the two doors that held Matt and Ellen individually. At the top it intersected another hall, creating a T shape.
“You take that one,” Matt whispered as he motioned for Ellen to look down the right section of the hall while he peeked into the left. “Clear,” he said.
“Clear, which way are we going?”
“No idea, let’s go this way.” Matt and Ellen slowly crept down the left side of the hall. As they peeked there heads around the corner. Matt saw the same man that had attacked them at the shrine. The creepy, thin man with the raspy voice was looking straight at them. Matt’s eyes glanced to the man’s side, where he had something strapped to his belt. It was a dark purple serum inside a syringe that had caused the afflictions of Ryan and John back at the headquarters.
“Look who’s awake,” the creepy, thin man said from the back of the hall.
“Run, RUN!” Matt said as he grabbed Ellen by the shoulder and quickly ran down the hall in the opposite direction of him.
The creepy, thin man and his Houndoom quickly turned the corner in pursuit of Matt and Ellen.
“I’d get Golduck and Butterfree out now!” Matt said as they ran down the hall. Ellen fumbled her hand down to her belt and released the two fearless Pokemon in hopes of getting out of musty building safely.
Matt turned his head around and saw the creepy, thin man chasing behind him with his Houndoom getting closer and closer to burning him to ashes.
“Houndoom, set them on fire with a fire blast,” ordered the creepy, thin man as the dark beast whipped his head in a circular motion.
“Golduck, Hydro Pump as a counter!” Ellen screamed as Matt, Ellen, Golduck and Butterfree turned around to face their opponents. The shotgun of water exploded as it engulfed the flowing fire. Matt locked eyes with the creepy, thin man, and although he had a tough veneer, inside him Matt saw nothingness.
“Houndoom, thunder fang now!”
As the black and metallic dog’s teeth pulsated with volts of electricity the
creepy, thin man reached his hand down his side and wrapped his fingers around a vile of the serum.
“Ellen, we need to run,” Matt said in a soft voice so only she could hear.
“Withdraw Golduck now!” He said raising his voice.
Now was no time to distrust Matt, Ellen whipped out the blue ducks Pokeball and withdrew her before the Houndoom could strike. Matt turned around facing the empty end of the hallway and ran with Ellen and her Butterfree. There were stairs only a few feet in front of them, as they made sprinted the creepy, thin man stood in his place. With a flick of his wrist that was clearly well trained the dark serum in the form of a dart hurled straight towards Ellen’s back. As it surged through the air Butterfree sensed the impending doom for her beloved partner. She flipped around and tossed herself in front of Ellen selflessly taking the serum in her small torso.
“Butterfree!” Ellen gasped in surprise of as she whipped herself around. She held out her arms and Butterfree fell directly into them, body completely limp. Ellen had froze in her place as Matt was disgraced about how he didn’t see it coming. The creepy, thin man’s smirk dropped as his Houndoom began to charge down the hall ready to rip Matt and Ellen into shreds.
Like a speeding flash of light, a large, orange beast with a luscious white mane pounced from the top of the stairs over Matt and Ellen and tacked the devil-like dog with undeterred ferocity. Calum flew down the stairs pursuing his Arcanine followed by Crystal, Brett, and Emily.
“We need to go, now!” Calum said with intensity.
The four that had just gotten down the stairs were now rushing back up with Matt, Ellen, and Arcanine trailing them. However, the creepy, thin man refused to let them go without a fight. Just up the stairs was the exit to the small underground bunker that held Matt and Ellen captive.
As they ran out of the door, they saw the helicopter just a few yards away waiting to fly off to complete safety. The large, black helicopter was military class. It seated 12, and although it wasn’t designed for speed, it was perfect to transport the heroes around when necessary. The large doors were completely open on both sides, revealing the entire interior. As Calum quickly withdrew his beloved Arcanine, the 6 jumped in to the helicopter. Emily handed Matt his Pokebelt and he strapped it around his waist, Ellen’s Pokedex was returned to her as well. The large blades atop the Helicopter began to spin faster and faster, yet still not off the ground.
The creepy, thin man and his Houndoom shot out of the bunker like a speeding bullet. The creepy, thin man stopped in his tracks when he saw the helicopter, “Houndoom, now!” Houndoom kept striding along nearing the helicopter. Its doors were still open, and with one speedy jump, Houndoom leapt off his feet and through the center of helicopter. In his path stood Emily, Houndoom, still in mid air, tackled Emily straight out of the helicopter and on to the wet, ground through the back door.
“GO!” Matt called to the pilot of the helicopter as he jumped out of the now rising mammoth. On the ground Matt kicked the Houndoom that was on top of Emily ready to attack mercilessly. The Houndoom whimpered and quickly limped to his master.
Matt got down on his knee and put his arms around Emily allowing her to sit up. Luckily, she was okay and besides some bruises was unharmed. The helicopter was now high in the sky, on its way back to headquarters.
“We have to help them!” Ellen panted.
“No, I’m not sure we should…” Crystal was cut off.
“All the time I’ve known Matt, I’ve trusted him; I don’t see a reason to stop now.” Brett argued.
“I know but…” Ellen was now worried for her dear friend.
“Ellen, I know you’re feeling. I’m worried about Matt to.” Calum attempted to comfort Ellen, “But I think we need to let him do this, he’ll be okay.”
Matt looked up and lost sight of the helicopter that held his dear friends. He looked back at the creepy, thin man. His smirk was back as he was standing firmly next to his vicious Houndoom. Matt then looked at Emily and opened his mouth without the slightest trace of fear, “Are you ready?”
I'd love Comments and Critique, Thanks! I think I've worked out most of the grammatical kinks to, I hope at least
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I think you overused creepy, thin man
Nice to see this coming out again. You... used brake over break once I think, and there's a few times you use commas where you'd be better ending the sentence (see the Houndoom in mid-air for one), but most of the rest of the stuff I'd change is mostly personal preference to make the sentences flow better in my mind.
As for the story ITSELF, I got a little confused as to who was doing what at the start, but... seems like it was Brett who answered Emily, but Calum that invited her in... ?
These DB dudes are vicious with their torture methods. I guess it's a WAR, so you'd have to be, but still... I'd hate to be in that position
And of COURSE when there's a Houndoom involved there's Matt, out to prove his is best. Well, and to get revenge on those who hurt Ellen I guess ;P
So... all I can say otherwise is well done for getting a chapter out, and gl on the next one!
I think you overused creepy, thin man
Nice to see this coming out again. You... used brake over break once I think, and there's a few times you use commas where you'd be better ending the sentence (see the Houndoom in mid-air for one), but most of the rest of the stuff I'd change is mostly personal preference to make the sentences flow better in my mind.
As for the story ITSELF, I got a little confused as to who was doing what at the start, but... seems like it was Brett who answered Emily, but Calum that invited her in... ?
These DB dudes are vicious with their torture methods
. I guess it's a WAR, so you'd have to be, but still... I'd hate to be in that position And of COURSE when there's a Houndoom involved there's Matt, out to prove his is best
. Well, and to get revenge on those who hurt Ellen I guess ;PSo... all I can say otherwise is well done for getting a chapter out, and gl on the next one!
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! Chapter 6 now up!
Haha I did overuse it, it's almost become like a name for him, so it was intentional
Yes you're right about the story, sorry that came out confusing. But you did get it right, I'll try and make things more clear in the next chapter, and look out for things like that in the future!
Thanks for the wonderful compliments, With school starting up, not sure when the next one will be up, but it will be up eventually! Thanks for the wonderful (and only) comment! Always appreciated!
Can't wait for your next chapter
Haha I did overuse it, it's almost become like a name for him, so it was intentional
Yes you're right about the story, sorry that came out confusing. But you did get it right, I'll try and make things more clear in the next chapter, and look out for things like that in the future!
Thanks for the wonderful compliments, With school starting up, not sure when the next one will be up, but it will be up eventually! Thanks for the wonderful (and only
) comment! Always appreciated!Can't wait for your next chapter
RE: Pokemon Journey Through Life: We Must Fight for What We Love! Chapter 6 now up!
Chapter 7 – Our Psyche
Matt and Emily slowly stood up, Emily couldn’t have seemed more sure of herself. However, Matt seemed off, and he could feel something going on inside him, something he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. The creepy, thin man’s Houndoom began to charge at Matt and Emily. Matt reached his hand down to his belt, and Emily began to grab a Pokeball of her own. Houndoom was moving faster and faster. He was twenty feet away, then fifteen feet away, then ten. Things seemed to be happening in slow motion for Matt. His hand was frozen on his belt; Emily however had released her Blastoise in no time. Houndoom had pounced off his back feet and was lunging for Matt and Emily. Matt couldn’t breathe. His mind screamed and he fell to his knees as Houndoom flew over to him.
“I…” Matt was stuttering, “I can’t do this.”
“Matt!” Emily cried; she didn’t have time to react to what was going on. Houndoom had now turned himself around and was coming back for another shot. “Blastoise, surf!” She called, wanting to make sure she didn’t miss. Blastoise let out a huge amount of water from both of its cannons as well as its mouth. It was so powerful it soaked Houndoom in his tracks, knocking him out. The water splashed off the ground and hit Matt like a blanket, his body now lay flat on the ground, and he could no longer move.
“You think that’s all I have,” the creepy, thin man chuckled. “You’re dead wrong! Shiftry, come out and do your damage, leaf storm!” Shiftry’s eyes began to glow a dark green and from his hands a plethora of leaves jetted out heading for Emily, Matt, and Blastoise.
“Blastoise, withdraw!” Emily called as her blue turtle began to shield itself. Emily saw the leaves getting closer out of the corner of her eye. She dropped herself to the ground and the razor sharp leaves flew over head. Her Blastoise was unharmed and enthusiastically came out of its shell and stood up ready for more. “Blastoise, Hydro Pump!” Emily commanded in hopes to buy a little time. Emily quickly crawled over to Matt, who appeared to be unconscious now. Attached to a clip on his pants was his Pokedex, Emily knew exactly what to do. After a few clicks on the touch screen, she signaled all of Matt’s team with an emergency alert. She still had a fight to win.
She looked away from the Pokedex to see Shiftry hammer Blastoise with a giga drain. Blastoise fell to the ground and had clearly been knocked out. Emily stood up and returned her beloved turtle and sent out her gigantic horned beetle. “Heracross, Megahorn!” The blue bug was now airborne and zoomed towards Shiftry. In a blink of an eye, before the creepy, thin man could react Shiftry was on the ground summoning all its strength to get up. Where are they? Emily had crawled over and was now kneeling at Matt’s side. No, I need to think realistically. His life could be at stake, Emily thought.
“Vaporeon, Butterfree, time to move! Butterfree use silver wind, Vaporeon cover Heracross!” Vaporeon and Heracross quickly ran into a defensive formation waiting for the next move as Butterfree landed a silver wind. Butterfree’s blow knocked out Shiftry, and Emily was now as confident as ever.
“So that’s how you want to play the game huh? Fine by me! Tyranitar, Honchkrow, Weavile, now!” The creepy, thin man yelled as the three Pokémon shot out of their Pokeballs. A large Sandstorm was created from Tyranitar and it became suddenly hard for Emily and her Pokémon to see. The creepy, thin man’s Weavile quickly jumped on top of Honchkrow and together they flew above the storm.
“Butterfree, Heracross, fly high!” Emily called following her opponents Pokémon’s instincts. “Now, Vaporeon, use surf straight forward!” The blue water dog shot out a tremendous amount of water clearing a path in the sandstorm, making Tyranitar visible. The creepy, thin mad stood shocked as his Tyranitar sat exposed.
“Honchkrow, Weavile, take out that Vaporeon quick!”
“Butterfree, Heracross, cut them off! Don’t let them touch Vapoeron!’ Butterfree and Heracross began an aerial dance with Honchkrow constantly blocking him and leaving no open access points for them to get through.
“Honchkrow, Weavile, use pure force, now!” The creepy, thin mans defenses were down and he had lost the upper hand. He was becoming sloppy.
“Vaporeon, hit Tyranitar quickly with a…”
Tyranitar had been hit in the back by a hydro pump coming from what appeared to be nowhere; however it was clear it was courteous of Max’s Gyrados. Max and Ashton had received Emily’s distress call and they quickly came running; Max was discharged from the hospital just in time. Max’s Gyrados let out a victorious roar as Tyranitar failed to get up.
“What’s wrong?” yelled Max from across the Battlefield.
“It’s Matt, I don’t know what happened.”
“Gyrados, keep your distance between us and that man okay? We alerted the others on the helicopter, we told them to stay away and that we could handle it. We don’t know who else could lurk around here, so leave quickly!” Max consulted.
“Fearow, we need your help!” Ashton’s Fearow was quickly released and ready to take orders,
“Fly Matt back to headquarters okay?” Fearow flew across the battlefield over Gyrados and the fallen Tyranitar to Emily and the collapsed Matt. He gracefully landed and Emily placed Matt on his back and then climbed on behind him. With three quick flashes of light Emily was in possession of all of her Pokémon and Fearow flew in to the sky.
The wind was flying through Emily’s hair. She was trembling above fearow’s strong wings. She had never been in a situation like this before, never seen death knocking at the door. However after spending two days with Matt, she’d been reborn in excitement and thrill. She had one arm gripped tightly around Matt and another clenching Fearow’s back. She had been periodically looking around; making sure no one had followed her. She was especially worried now that headquarters was in sight. Fearow began to descend and Emily’s heart was racing, “Land on the helicopter landing pad, right in front of you, okay Fearow?” Fearow gave a squawk of understanding and in mere seconds they were on the roof of the headquarters.
Emily knew she couldn’t carry Matt for very long, so she quickly released her Absol and carefully placed Matt on its back. “Absol, be very careful okay?!” Emily commanded in fear. She and Absol began to walk quickly to the door atop the roof that was surprisingly unlocked. Emily feared she would have to break the door down, but that fear quickly fell out of her mind. Absol slowly trotted down the stairs as Emily ran ahead. “Anyone here!?” she called as she paced the hallways of the large building. She suddenly heard a door open behind her, then a deep, comforting voice came out of it.
“Why yes, who are you?”
“My names Emily, I’ve been helping Matt, and well I guess everyone. But he needs help,” Emily was shaking, yet she never had such a rush.
“I’m Mr. Bing, where’s Matt?”
Emily sent a blank stare down the hall towards Absol. She lifted her finger and pointed. Bing turned his head and saw Matt attempting to walk, and using Absol to distribute some weight.
“Denis, get out here please. I need your help.” Bing quickly rushed to
Matt and grabbed him just as he was about to fall. Dr. Finch was not far behind Bing. Together they lifted Matt off his feet and were now carrying him as if he were a small, playful child. Bing was holding on tightly to Matt’s shoulders and back as Finch held Matt’s legs. Without another word shared between the two men, Matt was quickly brought to the infirmary and laid down in a bed. He had lost consciousness once again.
Emily had thanked and returned her Absol, and was now sitting as Bing and Finch got to work on Matt.
“I’ll place the IV,” said Bing, “Will you hook him up the monitor?”
Finch nodded. As Bing stuck an IV needle in to Matt’s vein, Finch stuck metal clips to Matt’s fingers. Soon the monitor began to respond, beep-beep-beep, Matt’s pulse was slow, but normal.
“Now,” Bing turned to Emily as Finch sat down in a chair across the bed from Emily. “Knowing Matt I’m not exactly surprised he’s here, but what happened?”
Emily was now calm and collected, but still a bit unnerved. “Well that’s thing sir…”
“Please, just call me Bing.”
“Okay, well…umm, I don’t really know how to explain it. We were being attacked; it was just the two of us. Everyone else had taken off in the helicopter and…”
“They left you?”
“No, Matt jumped,”
“He jumped?”
“To save me,”
“From who,”
“A Houndoom, well Matt’s abductor really,”
“They’re just details Bing, please Emily go on,” Finch decided to jump in to the conversation.
“Well we were on the ground, we were about to have a battle. The Houndoom was charging at us, we both reached towards our belts. I released my Blastoise, I heard Matt whisper something and then he fell to the ground.”
“What did he whisper?”
“I can’t,”
“It’s okay, say it,”
“No, he whispered, ‘I can’t,’”
Both Bing’s and Finch’s eyes were suddenly widened. They were in shock, as if someone had just murdered the president.
“That’s terribly uncharacteristic of him, don’t you think,” Asked Dr. Finch,
“Yes and no, we may have created a monster,”
“Matt, a monster?” Emily had only known him for two days, but she felt as if she had known him for two years. “How could he possibly be a monster?!”
“Emily, I sense closeness between you and Matt, so I’ll tell you this. However, this doesn’t leave this room, Matt’s closest friends don’t even know.”
“Okay, I swear I won’t say anything, I promise.” Emily replied,
“What is this Bing, I won’t speak of it but I can’t imagine what it could be.” Finch was more curious than ever.
“The truth is, Matt has a dark past. He was 13 when he was selected to be one of the first 100 to come to Pokémon island, you were one of the first 100 as well weren’t you Emily?”
“Yes, I was,”
“Then you know we had monitored the first 100 for three years prior to their official involvement. We generally looked at people who featured a variety of special qualities. Some of what we thought would be the brightest minds in the world, some who had a remarkable talent in a certain skill, and some who had large amounts of promising characteristics. People were selected who had great compassion, great emotional strength, great courage, things like that. Matt had no courage, no confidence, no self-esteem, and no happiness. He was smart, but he was more of an over achiever. All he had were his grades, which were straight A’s but nothing amazing. He was depressed; he was collapsing in on himself. He had convinced himself that he would never be good enough for anyone, never be good enough for himself. He was putting so much pressure on himself to be great, that he had made it impossible for himself. When he was ten years old we first began to look at him because his emotions were so strong, all of his emotions. We didn’t eliminate him as a contender to be in the first 100 because we were curious how Pokémon would react to such negative emotions. We learned that Pokémon have incredible compassion. Matt grew off their compassion and his natural talent at battling to become who he is today. There isn’t much ancient literature on the Void Pendant, but one set of hieroglyphs says that the Void strengthens all emotions. This could also have affected him. Matt’s told me he had begun to have visions again, that plus the war, this was inevitable. We just don’t know how bad he’s going to get, or already is, this time.”
“Wow, I don’t know what to say,” Emily was stunned
“I know, it’s like you never would have guessed. He’s always been good at bottling things up. His friends have even known him to explode when that bottle gets to full. Don’t treat him any differently, act like I never told you. He’ll be able to tell if you’re treating him differently.”
“Okay, and I won’t tell anyone either,”
“If you do, it will destroy him. So thank you. So Finch, surely you have some comments on this.”
“For once I’m speechless. I think there’s nothing we can do, I don’t think he would want us to do anything but go along in our everyday business.”
“That I agree with you about. All we can do is hope.”
“So, what do you want me to do?” Emily was concerned, yet knew she had to focus on the true task at hand, the war.
“Actually, come with me please,” Bing stood up and Emily immediately did the same and began to follow him. They exited the room and walked down a long hallway until they reached a set of stairs. Emily realized how big this place actually was. The second floor of the headquarters was the living quarters. There were ten bedrooms, one for Mr. Bing, one guest room, and one each for Matt, Max, Ellen, Calum, Ryan, Brett, Crystal, and Ashton. There was also one large living area with a kitchen, a long dinner table, a very large couch and one even larger television. Bing led Emily to the guest room. She walked inside and saw the room was fairly simple. A medium sized bed, an armoire for clothes and personal items, and a nightstand with a digital clock.
“This will be your room for the time being, for your safety, as well as the safety of Matt, I am strongly suggesting you stay here. Feel free to decorate it anyway you want, I don’t really care.” Bing chuckled, but it was obvious he was troubled. He turned to the door and began to walk out.
“Wait!” Emily blurted out,
Bing turned around.
“I left my bag in Canalave; it’s at the Pokémon center. All I have are the clothes and my back and my Pokémon.”
“I’ll have Ashton and Max bring it back. They told me that whoever that man you were fighting had fled the scene and they couldn’t apprehend him. I’ve sent a team to investigate the building in which Matt and Ellen were held captive. Listen, I know it’s only 5 o’clock, but you’ve had a long day, please get some sleep. Oh, you’ll have a new Pokedex by the morning to.” Bing walked out the door.
Emily let out a sigh, she was confused and had no idea what was going on. Her life had suddenly spun out of control; someone she cared about was going through so much. I’ve only spent two days with Matt; I shouldn’t care as much as I do. What am I supposed to do? Now I have this commitment not only to Matt but to everyone here, can I do that? I can, I know I can, I’m just not sure that I want to. I guess fate put me here for a reason. Bing was right, I need some rest. Emily crawled under the covers of her new bed and drifted off to sleep.
Bing returned to Matt’s bed in the infirmary. He and Finch were alone since Matt had still not awoken.
“Ellen has notified me that she gave away the location of her file,” Bing said in all seriousness to Finch.
“So is this location in danger?”
“No, she was smart enough not to hide it under her mattress.”
“So you know where it is then?”
“No, but I know it’s not here.”
“You were in the middle of explaining the files and why you need my help before this drama happened, would you please finish up Bing?”
“Well bottom line is the four of us are in possession of files that contain a
simple series of numbers that not only reveal the location of the vault but the numerical password unlocking it. We were instructed not to even look at the files, but to make sure it remains unknown and safe at all times.”
“What’s in the vault?”
“I have no idea, I would imagine every piece of information ever gathered on anything Pokémon related. Some things only my master knew, things he locked up before he died. We’re to only open this vault in times of pure crisis, and all four of us have to agree to it. We swore to die to protect the contents of the vault. I’m telling you all of this in case I don’t win my re-election as president of PIA. The new president would never listen to me; he would just think I would be trying to intimidate him. If there is a new president, he must know that this is a life or death matter and I know he would listen to you.”
“Understood,”
Max and Ashton walked up the stairs into the living quarters. It was 1 in the morning and they were exhausted. Since Ashton didn’t have her Fearow and Max’s Alteria was still recovering, they were forced to take a boat home.
“Here,” said Max handing Ashton Emily’s bag, “Would you mind putting this in the guest room with Emily?”
Ashton nodded because she didn’t feel like arguing. She turned down the corridor on her way to Emily’s room. She quickly and silently opened the door, placed the bag inside and walked into her room letting out a sigh of exhaustion as she fell on to the bed.
Max walked by the large couch in the living area as he was heading to his room. However, someone caught his eye. He turned and saw Ellen just sitting there in the dark, staring off into blank space.
“What are you doing up?” Max asked not really wanting an answer,
“Huh? Oh hey, you’re back. I couldn’t sleep, I’m just thinking.”
“What about?”
“I’m just worried, especially with all things that have happened within the past two days. I mean you nearly died, I was kidnapped and beaten, Matt’s now unconscious and no one knows why. Bing thinks his body just needed relief from the trauma that’s happened, so it shut down. He said not to worry, but that’s easier said than done.”
“I know it’s a struggle Elle, I do. But what else are we supposed to do?”
“I don’t know. Do you ever think about where you would be if you had never been sent here? What a normal life would have been like? What it would be like to just get up and leave it all behind?”
“I don’t have time to think about those things, we have a job and we do
it. It’s dangerous, but in a good way.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I’m going to bed; wake me up if you need anything else okay?”
“Wake you up? Why would you want me to do that?”
“I care about you, and you’re a little stressed right now. I want to help if I can.”
“Just go to bed, you need sleep.”
“Fine, good night,” Max walked away thinking about all the things Ellen had
said. He didn’t even change his clothes when he got to his room; he just collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
You care about me, huh? I’m more than a little stressed. I don’t want to think about Max right now, Ellen’s thoughts were spiraling, she was confused. You don’t care about me the way I care about you. You never will, you’ll never see it either. Why did I let myself get so attached to you Max, why? I don’t know how much longer I can do this.
Ellen stood up and walked silently into her room. She changed her clothes; she put on a black long sleeve shirt and some dark grey jeans. She picked up her long, black overcoat that she almost never wore and wrapped it around herself. She grabbed her belt and wound it tightly around her waist. She reached for her travelling backpack; she hadn’t used it in almost over a year. She quickly packed some of her favorite clothes and other personal belongings quietly so no one would hear her. She threw the backpack on and walked quickly down the hall, down the stairs, down the hall, out the door. She was surrounded only by the woods, but she wasn’t afraid. She just walked. She walked on the dirt, with trees all around her. It was comforting knowing she had nothing to do, nowhere to go. She thought about flying home, home to Chicago with her mother, father, and younger sister. She was afraid to face her family, they were so proud of her. So she just walked, walked with her head down into the night, singing a song under her breath.
“I'm going away for a while
But I'll be back, don't try and follow me
'Cause I'll return as soon as possible
See I'm trying to find my place
But it might not be here where I feel safe
We all learn to make mistakes
And run
From them, from them
With no direction
We'll run from them, from them
With no conviction
'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts
Traveling endlessly
Don't need no road
In fact they follow me
And we just go in circles”
This chapter is like anything I've ever done before, and I've really enjoyed tapping in to the psyche of my characters. I hope things worked out well, so tell me what you think please. I hope to do more chapters like this in the future as things escalate in the story.
Oh, I can't take credit for that song or the lyrics.
Credit goes to Paramore - song title Misguided Ghosts
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5qsekRcevWA
Chapter 7 – Our Psyche
Matt and Emily slowly stood up, Emily couldn’t have seemed more sure of herself. However, Matt seemed off, and he could feel something going on inside him, something he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. The creepy, thin man’s Houndoom began to charge at Matt and Emily. Matt reached his hand down to his belt, and Emily began to grab a Pokeball of her own. Houndoom was moving faster and faster. He was twenty feet away, then fifteen feet away, then ten. Things seemed to be happening in slow motion for Matt. His hand was frozen on his belt; Emily however had released her Blastoise in no time. Houndoom had pounced off his back feet and was lunging for Matt and Emily. Matt couldn’t breathe. His mind screamed and he fell to his knees as Houndoom flew over to him.
“I…” Matt was stuttering, “I can’t do this.”
“Matt!” Emily cried; she didn’t have time to react to what was going on. Houndoom had now turned himself around and was coming back for another shot. “Blastoise, surf!” She called, wanting to make sure she didn’t miss. Blastoise let out a huge amount of water from both of its cannons as well as its mouth. It was so powerful it soaked Houndoom in his tracks, knocking him out. The water splashed off the ground and hit Matt like a blanket, his body now lay flat on the ground, and he could no longer move.
“You think that’s all I have,” the creepy, thin man chuckled. “You’re dead wrong! Shiftry, come out and do your damage, leaf storm!” Shiftry’s eyes began to glow a dark green and from his hands a plethora of leaves jetted out heading for Emily, Matt, and Blastoise.
“Blastoise, withdraw!” Emily called as her blue turtle began to shield itself. Emily saw the leaves getting closer out of the corner of her eye. She dropped herself to the ground and the razor sharp leaves flew over head. Her Blastoise was unharmed and enthusiastically came out of its shell and stood up ready for more. “Blastoise, Hydro Pump!” Emily commanded in hopes to buy a little time. Emily quickly crawled over to Matt, who appeared to be unconscious now. Attached to a clip on his pants was his Pokedex, Emily knew exactly what to do. After a few clicks on the touch screen, she signaled all of Matt’s team with an emergency alert. She still had a fight to win.
She looked away from the Pokedex to see Shiftry hammer Blastoise with a giga drain. Blastoise fell to the ground and had clearly been knocked out. Emily stood up and returned her beloved turtle and sent out her gigantic horned beetle. “Heracross, Megahorn!” The blue bug was now airborne and zoomed towards Shiftry. In a blink of an eye, before the creepy, thin man could react Shiftry was on the ground summoning all its strength to get up. Where are they? Emily had crawled over and was now kneeling at Matt’s side. No, I need to think realistically. His life could be at stake, Emily thought.
“Vaporeon, Butterfree, time to move! Butterfree use silver wind, Vaporeon cover Heracross!” Vaporeon and Heracross quickly ran into a defensive formation waiting for the next move as Butterfree landed a silver wind. Butterfree’s blow knocked out Shiftry, and Emily was now as confident as ever.
“So that’s how you want to play the game huh? Fine by me! Tyranitar, Honchkrow, Weavile, now!” The creepy, thin man yelled as the three Pokémon shot out of their Pokeballs. A large Sandstorm was created from Tyranitar and it became suddenly hard for Emily and her Pokémon to see. The creepy, thin man’s Weavile quickly jumped on top of Honchkrow and together they flew above the storm.
“Butterfree, Heracross, fly high!” Emily called following her opponents Pokémon’s instincts. “Now, Vaporeon, use surf straight forward!” The blue water dog shot out a tremendous amount of water clearing a path in the sandstorm, making Tyranitar visible. The creepy, thin mad stood shocked as his Tyranitar sat exposed.
“Honchkrow, Weavile, take out that Vaporeon quick!”
“Butterfree, Heracross, cut them off! Don’t let them touch Vapoeron!’ Butterfree and Heracross began an aerial dance with Honchkrow constantly blocking him and leaving no open access points for them to get through.
“Honchkrow, Weavile, use pure force, now!” The creepy, thin mans defenses were down and he had lost the upper hand. He was becoming sloppy.
“Vaporeon, hit Tyranitar quickly with a…”
Tyranitar had been hit in the back by a hydro pump coming from what appeared to be nowhere; however it was clear it was courteous of Max’s Gyrados. Max and Ashton had received Emily’s distress call and they quickly came running; Max was discharged from the hospital just in time. Max’s Gyrados let out a victorious roar as Tyranitar failed to get up.
“What’s wrong?” yelled Max from across the Battlefield.
“It’s Matt, I don’t know what happened.”
“Gyrados, keep your distance between us and that man okay? We alerted the others on the helicopter, we told them to stay away and that we could handle it. We don’t know who else could lurk around here, so leave quickly!” Max consulted.
“Fearow, we need your help!” Ashton’s Fearow was quickly released and ready to take orders,
“Fly Matt back to headquarters okay?” Fearow flew across the battlefield over Gyrados and the fallen Tyranitar to Emily and the collapsed Matt. He gracefully landed and Emily placed Matt on his back and then climbed on behind him. With three quick flashes of light Emily was in possession of all of her Pokémon and Fearow flew in to the sky.
The wind was flying through Emily’s hair. She was trembling above fearow’s strong wings. She had never been in a situation like this before, never seen death knocking at the door. However after spending two days with Matt, she’d been reborn in excitement and thrill. She had one arm gripped tightly around Matt and another clenching Fearow’s back. She had been periodically looking around; making sure no one had followed her. She was especially worried now that headquarters was in sight. Fearow began to descend and Emily’s heart was racing, “Land on the helicopter landing pad, right in front of you, okay Fearow?” Fearow gave a squawk of understanding and in mere seconds they were on the roof of the headquarters.
Emily knew she couldn’t carry Matt for very long, so she quickly released her Absol and carefully placed Matt on its back. “Absol, be very careful okay?!” Emily commanded in fear. She and Absol began to walk quickly to the door atop the roof that was surprisingly unlocked. Emily feared she would have to break the door down, but that fear quickly fell out of her mind. Absol slowly trotted down the stairs as Emily ran ahead. “Anyone here!?” she called as she paced the hallways of the large building. She suddenly heard a door open behind her, then a deep, comforting voice came out of it.
“Why yes, who are you?”
“My names Emily, I’ve been helping Matt, and well I guess everyone. But he needs help,” Emily was shaking, yet she never had such a rush.
“I’m Mr. Bing, where’s Matt?”
Emily sent a blank stare down the hall towards Absol. She lifted her finger and pointed. Bing turned his head and saw Matt attempting to walk, and using Absol to distribute some weight.
“Denis, get out here please. I need your help.” Bing quickly rushed to
Matt and grabbed him just as he was about to fall. Dr. Finch was not far behind Bing. Together they lifted Matt off his feet and were now carrying him as if he were a small, playful child. Bing was holding on tightly to Matt’s shoulders and back as Finch held Matt’s legs. Without another word shared between the two men, Matt was quickly brought to the infirmary and laid down in a bed. He had lost consciousness once again.
Emily had thanked and returned her Absol, and was now sitting as Bing and Finch got to work on Matt.
“I’ll place the IV,” said Bing, “Will you hook him up the monitor?”
Finch nodded. As Bing stuck an IV needle in to Matt’s vein, Finch stuck metal clips to Matt’s fingers. Soon the monitor began to respond, beep-beep-beep, Matt’s pulse was slow, but normal.
“Now,” Bing turned to Emily as Finch sat down in a chair across the bed from Emily. “Knowing Matt I’m not exactly surprised he’s here, but what happened?”
Emily was now calm and collected, but still a bit unnerved. “Well that’s thing sir…”
“Please, just call me Bing.”
“Okay, well…umm, I don’t really know how to explain it. We were being attacked; it was just the two of us. Everyone else had taken off in the helicopter and…”
“They left you?”
“No, Matt jumped,”
“He jumped?”
“To save me,”
“From who,”
“A Houndoom, well Matt’s abductor really,”
“They’re just details Bing, please Emily go on,” Finch decided to jump in to the conversation.
“Well we were on the ground, we were about to have a battle. The Houndoom was charging at us, we both reached towards our belts. I released my Blastoise, I heard Matt whisper something and then he fell to the ground.”
“What did he whisper?”
“I can’t,”
“It’s okay, say it,”
“No, he whispered, ‘I can’t,’”
Both Bing’s and Finch’s eyes were suddenly widened. They were in shock, as if someone had just murdered the president.
“That’s terribly uncharacteristic of him, don’t you think,” Asked Dr. Finch,
“Yes and no, we may have created a monster,”
“Matt, a monster?” Emily had only known him for two days, but she felt as if she had known him for two years. “How could he possibly be a monster?!”
“Emily, I sense closeness between you and Matt, so I’ll tell you this. However, this doesn’t leave this room, Matt’s closest friends don’t even know.”
“Okay, I swear I won’t say anything, I promise.” Emily replied,
“What is this Bing, I won’t speak of it but I can’t imagine what it could be.” Finch was more curious than ever.
“The truth is, Matt has a dark past. He was 13 when he was selected to be one of the first 100 to come to Pokémon island, you were one of the first 100 as well weren’t you Emily?”
“Yes, I was,”
“Then you know we had monitored the first 100 for three years prior to their official involvement. We generally looked at people who featured a variety of special qualities. Some of what we thought would be the brightest minds in the world, some who had a remarkable talent in a certain skill, and some who had large amounts of promising characteristics. People were selected who had great compassion, great emotional strength, great courage, things like that. Matt had no courage, no confidence, no self-esteem, and no happiness. He was smart, but he was more of an over achiever. All he had were his grades, which were straight A’s but nothing amazing. He was depressed; he was collapsing in on himself. He had convinced himself that he would never be good enough for anyone, never be good enough for himself. He was putting so much pressure on himself to be great, that he had made it impossible for himself. When he was ten years old we first began to look at him because his emotions were so strong, all of his emotions. We didn’t eliminate him as a contender to be in the first 100 because we were curious how Pokémon would react to such negative emotions. We learned that Pokémon have incredible compassion. Matt grew off their compassion and his natural talent at battling to become who he is today. There isn’t much ancient literature on the Void Pendant, but one set of hieroglyphs says that the Void strengthens all emotions. This could also have affected him. Matt’s told me he had begun to have visions again, that plus the war, this was inevitable. We just don’t know how bad he’s going to get, or already is, this time.”
“Wow, I don’t know what to say,” Emily was stunned
“I know, it’s like you never would have guessed. He’s always been good at bottling things up. His friends have even known him to explode when that bottle gets to full. Don’t treat him any differently, act like I never told you. He’ll be able to tell if you’re treating him differently.”
“Okay, and I won’t tell anyone either,”
“If you do, it will destroy him. So thank you. So Finch, surely you have some comments on this.”
“For once I’m speechless. I think there’s nothing we can do, I don’t think he would want us to do anything but go along in our everyday business.”
“That I agree with you about. All we can do is hope.”
“So, what do you want me to do?” Emily was concerned, yet knew she had to focus on the true task at hand, the war.
“Actually, come with me please,” Bing stood up and Emily immediately did the same and began to follow him. They exited the room and walked down a long hallway until they reached a set of stairs. Emily realized how big this place actually was. The second floor of the headquarters was the living quarters. There were ten bedrooms, one for Mr. Bing, one guest room, and one each for Matt, Max, Ellen, Calum, Ryan, Brett, Crystal, and Ashton. There was also one large living area with a kitchen, a long dinner table, a very large couch and one even larger television. Bing led Emily to the guest room. She walked inside and saw the room was fairly simple. A medium sized bed, an armoire for clothes and personal items, and a nightstand with a digital clock.
“This will be your room for the time being, for your safety, as well as the safety of Matt, I am strongly suggesting you stay here. Feel free to decorate it anyway you want, I don’t really care.” Bing chuckled, but it was obvious he was troubled. He turned to the door and began to walk out.
“Wait!” Emily blurted out,
Bing turned around.
“I left my bag in Canalave; it’s at the Pokémon center. All I have are the clothes and my back and my Pokémon.”
“I’ll have Ashton and Max bring it back. They told me that whoever that man you were fighting had fled the scene and they couldn’t apprehend him. I’ve sent a team to investigate the building in which Matt and Ellen were held captive. Listen, I know it’s only 5 o’clock, but you’ve had a long day, please get some sleep. Oh, you’ll have a new Pokedex by the morning to.” Bing walked out the door.
Emily let out a sigh, she was confused and had no idea what was going on. Her life had suddenly spun out of control; someone she cared about was going through so much. I’ve only spent two days with Matt; I shouldn’t care as much as I do. What am I supposed to do? Now I have this commitment not only to Matt but to everyone here, can I do that? I can, I know I can, I’m just not sure that I want to. I guess fate put me here for a reason. Bing was right, I need some rest. Emily crawled under the covers of her new bed and drifted off to sleep.
Bing returned to Matt’s bed in the infirmary. He and Finch were alone since Matt had still not awoken.
“Ellen has notified me that she gave away the location of her file,” Bing said in all seriousness to Finch.
“So is this location in danger?”
“No, she was smart enough not to hide it under her mattress.”
“So you know where it is then?”
“No, but I know it’s not here.”
“You were in the middle of explaining the files and why you need my help before this drama happened, would you please finish up Bing?”
“Well bottom line is the four of us are in possession of files that contain a
simple series of numbers that not only reveal the location of the vault but the numerical password unlocking it. We were instructed not to even look at the files, but to make sure it remains unknown and safe at all times.”
“What’s in the vault?”
“I have no idea, I would imagine every piece of information ever gathered on anything Pokémon related. Some things only my master knew, things he locked up before he died. We’re to only open this vault in times of pure crisis, and all four of us have to agree to it. We swore to die to protect the contents of the vault. I’m telling you all of this in case I don’t win my re-election as president of PIA. The new president would never listen to me; he would just think I would be trying to intimidate him. If there is a new president, he must know that this is a life or death matter and I know he would listen to you.”
“Understood,”
Max and Ashton walked up the stairs into the living quarters. It was 1 in the morning and they were exhausted. Since Ashton didn’t have her Fearow and Max’s Alteria was still recovering, they were forced to take a boat home.
“Here,” said Max handing Ashton Emily’s bag, “Would you mind putting this in the guest room with Emily?”
Ashton nodded because she didn’t feel like arguing. She turned down the corridor on her way to Emily’s room. She quickly and silently opened the door, placed the bag inside and walked into her room letting out a sigh of exhaustion as she fell on to the bed.
Max walked by the large couch in the living area as he was heading to his room. However, someone caught his eye. He turned and saw Ellen just sitting there in the dark, staring off into blank space.
“What are you doing up?” Max asked not really wanting an answer,
“Huh? Oh hey, you’re back. I couldn’t sleep, I’m just thinking.”
“What about?”
“I’m just worried, especially with all things that have happened within the past two days. I mean you nearly died, I was kidnapped and beaten, Matt’s now unconscious and no one knows why. Bing thinks his body just needed relief from the trauma that’s happened, so it shut down. He said not to worry, but that’s easier said than done.”
“I know it’s a struggle Elle, I do. But what else are we supposed to do?”
“I don’t know. Do you ever think about where you would be if you had never been sent here? What a normal life would have been like? What it would be like to just get up and leave it all behind?”
“I don’t have time to think about those things, we have a job and we do
it. It’s dangerous, but in a good way.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I’m going to bed; wake me up if you need anything else okay?”
“Wake you up? Why would you want me to do that?”
“I care about you, and you’re a little stressed right now. I want to help if I can.”
“Just go to bed, you need sleep.”
“Fine, good night,” Max walked away thinking about all the things Ellen had
said. He didn’t even change his clothes when he got to his room; he just collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
You care about me, huh? I’m more than a little stressed. I don’t want to think about Max right now, Ellen’s thoughts were spiraling, she was confused. You don’t care about me the way I care about you. You never will, you’ll never see it either. Why did I let myself get so attached to you Max, why? I don’t know how much longer I can do this.
Ellen stood up and walked silently into her room. She changed her clothes; she put on a black long sleeve shirt and some dark grey jeans. She picked up her long, black overcoat that she almost never wore and wrapped it around herself. She grabbed her belt and wound it tightly around her waist. She reached for her travelling backpack; she hadn’t used it in almost over a year. She quickly packed some of her favorite clothes and other personal belongings quietly so no one would hear her. She threw the backpack on and walked quickly down the hall, down the stairs, down the hall, out the door. She was surrounded only by the woods, but she wasn’t afraid. She just walked. She walked on the dirt, with trees all around her. It was comforting knowing she had nothing to do, nowhere to go. She thought about flying home, home to Chicago with her mother, father, and younger sister. She was afraid to face her family, they were so proud of her. So she just walked, walked with her head down into the night, singing a song under her breath.
“I'm going away for a while
But I'll be back, don't try and follow me
'Cause I'll return as soon as possible
See I'm trying to find my place
But it might not be here where I feel safe
We all learn to make mistakes
And run
From them, from them
With no direction
We'll run from them, from them
With no conviction
'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts
Traveling endlessly
Don't need no road
In fact they follow me
And we just go in circles”
This chapter is like anything I've ever done before, and I've really enjoyed tapping in to the psyche of my characters. I hope things worked out well, so tell me what you think please. I hope to do more chapters like this in the future as things escalate in the story.
Oh, I can't take credit for that song or the lyrics.
Credit goes to Paramore - song title Misguided Ghosts
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5qsekRcevWA