Thanks to Shiny_Deoxys and Shiny Flygon for reading and replying(I shall leave my school friends out of this...El Hariyama you are going to die tomorrow).
Thanks to Shiny_Deoxys and Shiny Flygon for reading and replying(I shall leave my school friends out of this...El Hariyama you are going to die tomorrow).
Sorry for the long wait I have schoolwork and exams and other stuff so I had little time to write but here it is! Chapter 9!
In the far future there will be four invented pokemon and five if I manage to write two sequels.
Chapter 9
-Blast the Clefairy!-
:::Rinoa:::
“-Consolation prizes, a Luxury Ball. Will those whose names have been called come up on stage. Regan. Gon. Ski.” So on and so forth. The list went on. I stared at the two pokeballs in my hands. Chick lay fast asleep after her ordeal. Speary was looking at the prize presentation. Felix, well… Let’s just say he’s having an operation at the centre to retain his manliness(or so he calls it). You couldn’t imagine how angry he was when he got thrown off stage. If what he did went on air(tlevsion[Note by Felix: See, she can’t spell. *Rinoa ignores him*] I mean), there would be an hour of dead air(screen black, no sound).
“3rd prize: A Dratini! Will…” I looked up and my jaw dropped.
It was Serge!
I sat there, trying to control my emotions. I lowered my head to hide my burning face and I clutched my pokeballs tightly. My fringe hung down from my head like… well, dog ears. Okay, now I admit it was stupid to cut my hair like this but I had it for three years already and a quick change wouldn’t help.
“2nd prize: A…” I got ready to stand as my name was called.
A couple of hours later, I was sitting at a table after checking in to the Pokemon Center. It was already 10pm and as Nurse Joy said, a little too late to be having dinner. Everyone else was eating supper and the only one eating dinner was me. Together with Brendan and Serge.
I ate my fried rice with chicken quietly instead of talking to the two of them while they argued over who was stronger. Apparently I was too busy lolling around and whiling time away that I failed to notice the two of them being called to a battle, much less watched their battle. Serge apparently had mediocre pokemon(according to Brendan). If a team of Wartortle, Ninetales, Dratini and Kadabra was mediocre, I was completely out of the league. Brendan tripped all of them out(except Dratini which he just got it from the prize presentation) and was currently bragging that his pokemon were too intelligent for Serge’s pokemon. I didn’t know what to say. This was the first time I was talking to people who were friendly with me without adult supervision. I had no idea what to do.
“So what if you tripped my pokemon off the stage?” Serge answered calmly, brushed back his blond hair and met Brendan’s red eyes with his own blue eyes. “It just proves you are so pathetic you have to resort to different ways and means to force people out. Pathetic.”
“WHAT?! Hey, it’s called strategy for god’s sake! If you can’t understand strategy you are the worst dumbass in the world! If you went into the league you’ll have your rear end kicked so hard you’ll kiss the damn moon and you can **** it for all I care too! Right, Rinoa?” Brendan’s raised voice had everyone staring.
“What?” My face instantly turned crimson. I sat there, looking down, saying nothing.
“Aw, forget it. Anyway-“ Serge began but Brendan cut him off by stuffing his fist into Serge’s mouth.
“We-can-shut-the-hell-up-till-she-answers!” Brendan said as he multi-tasked talking to Serge and straining to prevent him from talking till I did. By then I looked like I was going to pop a vessel out of sheer pressure from all the blood rushing to my head. I gathered up my courage and spoke.
“Well……I guess Brendan’s right…” I mumbled. Brendan let go of Serge and gave a triumphant remark(See?).
“In case you guys haven’t noticed,” I said even more softly, “Everyone’s watching us.”
They looked around. I saw their faces go white as they looked around at the variety of glares, curious look and the great attention we were getting. It was like walking onto stage and having the spotlight shone directly on you.
“I need the gents,” Brendan croaked and rushed off.
“Me too,” he was closely followed by a nervous Serge, leaving me all alone at the table. Trembling, I picked up the fork and spoon, trying to disperse the attention by doing something uninteresting. Soon everyone had their eyes off the boring black-haired girl sitting alone at the table eating her fried rice quietly. However many men muttered something to their company and went into the toilet. Glad to have the attention off me, I stopped trembling and my face turned into its usual olive again.
Minutes later Brendan and Serge rushed back to the table and gobbled down their food before rushing off again. I took my own sweet time and when I was done(1 minute later. I was scooping up the last few grains of my rice when they rushed off) I helped them return their utensils as well. As I was about to leave I spotted their room keys on the floor. I pocketed them and returned to my room.
Felix was lying facedown on the ground when I came in and Chick put a foot on Felix’s head and I could understand what she said next. It was definitely a play made by Felix, the words she said were too deep for her(and me and Speary) to conjure up. I merely smiled I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. The minute the lock clicked Felix uttered some expletives that were a sign that Chick had messed up her line and another pokemon’s voice told her the line again. It ran, “You should have said, ‘quoting Julius Caesar, Veni, Vedi, Veci! I came, I saw and I conquered!’”
Chick began to argue with the other two, and Speary joined in in defending Chick. Smiling, I stripped and got into the bathtub. Running some warm water in, I lay in the warm water and dozed, while the screeches outside turned into thuds and whacks, and soon crashing and breaking sounds were heard.
I lay there for god knows how long after the noise had subsided(which was very long) before I unwillingly got up, drained the water and bathed. It was a long time since I had taken a bath since I left home. As I dried myself, my towel ran over the fire-shaped birthmark on my shoulder and I looked at it. For the second time in my life, I felt that something bad was going to happen in the near future. I tried to shake it off but couldn’t. The last time this had happened I got stung by a bunch of Beedrill and my dad had railed at me for god knows how long and I ended up behind the curtains with my mother trying to protect me. I decided not to brood on it so much. Whatever would be would be. I dressed myself in a loose shirt and shorts and opened the door.
Instantly I saw a Pikachu brandishing a loaded 44. at my new acquirement, who was sitting on the top deck of the double-decker bed on the left side of the room. Chick and Speary were lying face down on the ground with no doubt an engineered pool of blood made from tomato sauce and other ingredients that I don’t want to specify. They both had a broken leg and wing. Felix was threatening to fire a couple of rounds out of his gun and my new acquirement sniggered at him, applied more makeup on her face and attempted to charm him by giving him a seductive look.
“Get off it, Mandy, Felix!” Felix tried to hide his gun behind his back, but it did as much good as a Cheshire cat trying to hide its grin as my new Charmander leapt off the top deck, grabbed the gun and pointed it at Felix. Felix kicked the gun and it flew into the air and landed on the top deck on the other side of the room. The two pokemon began to stare each other down. Soon Mandy gave him another haughty look, spun around in a pirouette, whipped out the makeup kit and applied her makeup. I sighed. I had just gotten the female version of Felix. Just that she needed more money to replenish that makeup kit. She probably ferreted it out from my bag and used it while I was still in the bath.
“If you want it so much then take it.” I didn’t use it much anyway. Maybe if I didn’t give it to her she would kick up a big ruckus like Felix. Most likely on a lower scale. Felix would probably leave bullet marks all over the room. Bang bang bang. And I would have to pay for it. Not to mention it might hit someone and then there would be a real pool of blood on the nice shiny tiled floor. The most Mandy could do was to set fire and leave claw marks around.
I walked over, sat beside Chick and Speary, put my hand over them and began to heal and read their memories to discover what had happened. While their wounds were healing, I found out the truth. When I was done, I stood up and sat on a bed.
“Initiate.”
“Ahem! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, gays and lesbians, autistics and dyslexics, perverts and rapists, pokemon and people, humble and proud, straights and unstraights, welcome to the…” A drum appeared out of nowhere and Mandy was playing a drum roll. “Show of Little Red Riding Hood: Reborn! It is made by pokemon, performed by pokemon, directed by pokemon, thought up by pokemon, produced by Felix Corporation and translated by projector and laptop and screen. Enjoy the show!” The Pikachu at the side of the “stage”(which was defined by an area that had stealthily been cordoned off while I was listening to Felix: I could read his mind to tell what had happened) ran out of the “stage”.
Speary pecked a couple of times at something near the top deck of the bed opposite me and a screen unfurled and an projecter instantly switched on on the bed above me. For an impromptu performance, it was efficient that everything was done during Felix’s speech.
Immediately Mandy strutted onto stage. Chick was fuming by the sidelines. Apparently Chick was supposed to be Red Riding Hood but Mandy was thought to be better because she could remember the lines and also do some other things that were better than what Chick could do.
:::Felix:::
Controlling the laptop and hitting the button as they say a line is hard. The translations appear word by word and with each word they said I had to press once. Precise attention. No time to rig up something to do it for me. I had spent a lot of time rigging up some things required already.
“Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum,” Mandy hummed as she skipped around the stage with a basket and a red hood. I had to click like nuts for this one.
“Today I shall sweettalk Grandma into giving me some money and sweets for bringing her things and visiting her. Hahahahahaha. And of course, I’ll steal the secret of her special makeup! Ahahahahahahaha!” 25 clicks. Damn. Mandy ran back in. Time to show part one. I threw a cube in, placed one with wheels at my side and picked up a remote control with some buttons and a screen while Mandy took over the laptop.
I hit a button and the cube next to me detonated, projecting a life-sized life-like hologram of me wearing a wolf mask(From now on I shall refer to this as I). I walked out like a wolf, growling, keeping my arms to myself. The real McCoy sat backstage, controlling the fake with a joystick and more buttons.
“Where IS MY LUNCH!?” I took a leaf out of Mister Maniac B*stard’s book. “I can smeeeeeeelllll foooooooood…OVAR DAR!” I pointed to a house that had been magically projected(Actually it involved a lot of technical jargon so you only need to know that I spent the whole time Rinoa was having dinner to do this) from the same hologram. I moved towards the house but it moved too so I chased it backstage.
I hit another button and the other cube detonated and a cardboard cut out house with what appeared to be three walls appeared together with a bed I shrank and robbed from the storage room in the pokemon centre. Speary was already in the bed when the dust had cleared. Great timing. The bed was right in the middle of the room with a desk on the left side of the room and a wardrobe on the other.
Mr Wolf kicked the holographic door down like some possessed sonuvva*****, gave a loud howl of, “LUNCHEON!!!” and chased after Speary. I finally cornered her in the top right corner of the room and my legs were right next to the bed. I grabbed her and ate her like nothing. In reality Speary just flapped and pretended to be grabbed and disappeared into the hologram and went under the bed where she could go backstage and take over Mandy. My stomach grew bigger. Immediately I began to search through the cupboard in search of clothes. When I I was done with preparation I dunked myself into bed and waited to see if more luncheon would come.
Mandy suddenly kicked open the house door without warning and rushed to the bed and began shaking me and talking like a madwoman, “Where is the damn recipe? Give it to me now you b*tch.” I denied to having such an object and proudly advertised myself as the wolf who chowed her grandma. Before I could eat her I was shot with a Desert Eagle. She then opened a window and yelled, “ Give me a ****ing axe you f*cktard of a woodcutter!!” When one did come she grabbed his axe and shot him, then carried on to slash open my stomach. A hologram of Speary appeared and she grabbed her by the throat and asked, “Where the hell is that bloody recipe?”
“The recipe’s on the desk,” she croaked feebly and a moment later she was shot dead. She took the recipe and left. Then everything disappeared and Mandy was pictured looking great and beautiful.
Speary flashed the “The End” message on the screen and we all came out and bowed. Just then we heard Brendan’s voice say, “Rinoa, there’s a play competition downstairs. Go take a look.” At this we all left the room.
:::Rinoa:::
Felix was over the moon. He was showing off his great inventions and propagating that he was great to have written and added sound effects to the play. I plainly ignored him and got into the bed on the top deck. The rest were doing a can-can together. Even though they won hands down, that didn’t give them a reason to deprive me of sleep. Soon, after threatening to stop feeding them if they make another sound, I managed to put them all to sleep. Only at 1am did I get peace and quiet to sleep.
I woke up the next day with Brendan attempting to break my door down. I quickly changed into my clothes(I forgot to brush my teeth and wash my face and all that) and headed for Mount Moon immediately after checking out.
What was the occasion? I was racing with Brendan and Serge to complete Mount Moon the fastest without taking the damned cable car or flying over it. It was to settle some stupid guy thing between them and I participated to ‘represent’ women in particular. At 10.45 sharp(After screwing countless hordes of wild pokemon and trainers) we began the race. We entered the first level cave and went our split ways. Brendan right, Serge left, centre for me. Soon coming to an dead end, I turned in Serge’s direction and moved on, following the route, avoiding trainers to the best of my ability, attempting to reach the second level. Serge was ahead, so I had to move faster. How did I know I was on the right path? There were trainers everywhere along there, that’s why I knew. Did you take me for a fool? And Felix had his nose taped. He wasn’t allowed to help out. You could never imagine how badly he was fuming all the way.
:::Omninesence:::
-Hoenn, Litteroot, a certain familiar residence-
“When are you going to tell her, Ruby?” Maria asked.
“When she reaches Cerulean,” the cold reply came.
“Are you crazy!? You know full well from your sources some trap is going to be set for her there!”
“Maria, if she cannot even escape that, god knows how she is going to beat the league, let alone me. And you too know that she will not live through the task we will set her if she is unable to pass this test. Even if no one did that, I would arrange one for her myself.”
“You actually know the contents of the test!?”
“…Roughly.”
“Tell me!!”
“Martial arts. Why are you so afraid? Have faith in her.”
“I do!” Maria broke down. “I-I-I-it’s just that I’m worried for her!”
“Whatever for?”
“I’m her mother!”
:::Rinoa:::
-Mount Moon-
I kept my eyes peeled for Clefairy throughout my journey but I could not find one. The journey was probably nearing its end(it was now 12 noon) and I was getting more and more irritated(my face was become more like Felix’s). The minutes ticked by and just as I rounded a corner I struck gold.
Three human-sized Clefairy huddling together. One was round and fat, the other had a…oh, forget it! The third one was perfectly normal. As soon as I stared at them they looked behind and ran for their lives. I followed, knowing full well that if I caught one I would be filthy rich. The road they ran up got steeper and steeper, and we kept rising. They made a sudden turn and I followed. We emerged into a large cavern that looked like the stage for something. The floor was rocky but not that rocky, there were fragments of rock scattered around, the walls were rough and the entire structure was shaped like a dome. Suddenly a huge rock fell and covered the entrance.
“PIKAAAAA-!” Felix yelled but suddenly disappeared. I smirked then realised the Clefairy weren’t here. No one was except me. I ran forward to the walls and pressed around in panic. Where was I?
Suddenly I heard a voice that chilled me to the marrow. I prayed that it wouldn’t be him and spun round.
Too bad for me. My premonition last night that I had gotten while drying myself had come true. In the worst way possible.
I was soooooo dead.
-End of Chapter 9-