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This is my first fanfic here. I'll rate the chapter of when it'll be PG-13 or R.
Chapter 1: A New Beginning for Everything
A slightly cool wind blew from the north across the blades of grass that covered the thirty-six acre farm. Outstretched branches from the oaks and pines seemed to wave gently in the morning breeze. Flocks of Pidgey dipped through the cluttered forest before emerging into a small opening that turned out to be a path neatly carved and weaved through the woods. Two small birds with melon colored feathers landed on a branch that extended over the trail as a young blue haired boy walked past. His extra large, white guard shirt sagged over his short pants. The large straps almost covered his entire shoulders and where the neck of the shirt hung down, showed his small, bare chest. Little buttoned pockets covered the legs of his olive green pants, which stopped at his knees. The black sandals on his feet were large, mainly made to fit a person with large feet. He looked left and right, scanning the area in search of something. Lifting his right hand, he placed it near the side of his mouth.
“Ticharia!” he called, only to hear his echo respond. “Ticharia!” He repeated, making near by Furret, who couldn’t be seen, raise their heads from the tall blades of grass. They scampered away and disappeared into the tall grass as he passed. A small brown, long eared creature walked out in the middle of the path. It stared at the boy with oval ivory eyes while its white tipped tail moved from side to side. It shook its white mane as the boy knelt in front of it. “Did you find her Eevee?” The Pokémon shook its head slowly, watching its trainer look from left to right. “Do you hear that?” The Eevee perked its ears forward and looked around, trying to locate where the sound originated.
He heard the sound of a small voice, speaking cheerfully and decided to follow the sound until he found the source. Finally, he could make out a ginger color between the bushes. Slowly, he pushed the shrubbery aside as not to startle something that may not be what he expected.
“And this is my ma, my dad, and my brother Kae,” a little girl’s voice spoke. There was a little chirping sound that seemed to reply to what she said. Kae pushed the bushes further away to notice a little girl in a ginger dress with a white apron. Her brown hair hung down in a ponytail that came to her shoulders. She was holding up a picture in front of a Pidgey that looked it over. Kae sighed with relief as he moved away from the bushes and stood beside her. The two looked behind them to see who the stalker was. “Hi Kae!”
“Tish, what are you doing all the way out here?” he asked as he knelt down beside her as she sat up. “We were worried about you.”
“Sorry,” she muttered. “I saw Pidgey fall and I went to help.” She picked up the little bird and held it up to Kae. He held up his hands to stop her from pushing the creature into his face.
“Okay, okay, I see. Let’s get back before mom send Bear,” he told her after standing up straight.
“Okie. Pidgey come too!” she gleefully shouted. Ticharia set the bird on her shoulder and grabbed Kae’s hand. She pulled her index along with her pinky finger inward, separating their hands and placed her thumb in-between the index and middle finger of Kae’s hand. It made holding hands more uncomfortable for Kae than it was to her. He helped her through the bushes while Eevee led the way.
Not far away sat a two-story log cabin with gray smoke gently floating out the chimney. A woman appearing in her mid-thirties was sweeping the mat in front of the door. Stopping her work, she wiped the sweat away with her arm, hitting her light brown bangs as she did. She moved her hands to the back of her head where she removed a black clamp. Her hair fell to the middle of her back, shimmering in the sunlight. She clinched the clamp with her teeth as her hands folded her hair up again. Holding the bun with her left hand, she took the clamp from her mouth and fastened it onto her hair so that it stayed firmly in one place.
“Mom!” she heard a voice in a distance. She glanced to see her son and daughter walking towards her. Eevee ran ahead of them only to be stopped by a large ivory and gainsboro dog. Thick black fur protruded from its back, extending slightly farther than its body. Dark, curved arrow like patches sat above its content red eyes as well as on the bottom. Instead of having the usual black stocking on its legs like its kind, it stayed gray like most of its body. It wagged its tail as it lowered its head to be at eye level with Eevee before growling benevolently and darting off.
“Ticharia, where have you been?” their mother asked, leaning the broom on the house. “I was worried about you. And you’re filthy.” She walked up to Ticharia and used her white apron to wipe the dirt off the child’s face.
“Sorry mom. I saw this Pidgey fall and went to help,” Ticharia explained through the wipes of her face. Her mother stopped and took a look at the small bird on her shoulder.
“Well aren’t you a little cutey,” she said as she held out her hand. The little bird hopped on and she pulled it back to her, stroking its chest feathers.
“Can I keep it?” her daughter asked, tugging on her mother’s blue and white-checkered dress.
“I don’t see why not,” she answered, giving the little bird back to her. “But you have to take care of it.” Ticharia nodded. “Now go inside and wash up for dinner, you too Kae.” Ticharia ran inside while Kae walked in the doorway, but didn’t go in. He looked back at his mother.
“Mom, has dad come out yet?” Kae got a depressing look on his face.
“No,” she told him. She put her right hand on her cheek while her other arm supported it. “I’m getting worried myself. It’s been three days. He must’ve made a break through.” He looked down before walking inside the house.
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Later, Ticharia lied on the floor of her room with her teeth clamped down onto the eraser of the pencil. She looked down at her paper covered in pencil marks. Names were jotted down in sloppy handwriting with b’s appearing as h’s, a’s resembling o’s and the v looking like u’s. Her eyes went from her notebook to her Pidgey, who was sitting on her bedpost pecking at its wing, then back to her notebook. The white door of her room opened quietly. Her mother entered, watching her kick her feet back and forth in the air. The Pidgey stopped what it was doing and stared at her mother with its head cocked to the side.
“Hmm, how about Pudgy? No, you’re not fat. Fredrick? No way!” she scratched the names out as she went down the line. “What about Falcon? Falcon sounds good.”
“It does. Falcon is a great name,” her mother put in. Ticharia leaned her head backwards until it looked as though her mother was standing upside down.
“You really think so?” she asked again, smiling.
“Mm-hm,” her mother nodded. “Now you and Falcon come to the kitchen for dinner.” Her mother left, leaving her to pick up the papers that she had thrown on the floor and under the bed.
“Come on Falcon,” she told the Pidgey. It hopped on Ticharia’s shoulder and the two headed out the door.
Sitting at the table, Kae stared at his plate, twirling the long noodles on his fork while his head leaned on his fist. He sighed, looking deeply at his plate. His Eevee sat on the floor next to him and looked at him with concern. It nudged his leg, but Kae only put a meatball on the floor for it and Eevee knocked it away. The ball of meat rolled in front of the Mightyena from earlier, which now wore a collar that had Bear on it, who didn’t hesitate eating it. Bear lied down and awaited another snack.
Ticharia entered, skipping towards the table, but stopped to pet the dog on the way. She pulled a chair from the table and jumped on. Falcon hopped on the table and began to peck at the lopsided bird in the spoon. Ticharia hummed a made up tune as her mother sat a smaller plate of noodles with red sauce in front of her. Without hesitating, she began downing it, slurping in the ends of the noodles that didn’t make it inside her mouth.
Kae glanced over at the stove where his mother was standing, watching over the food to make sure nothing burned. He scanned over the kitchen, looking at the honeydew walls and the items stuck to the refrigerator by the means of a magnet. Two pictures stuck out against the beige fridge and he looked them over. The one on the left was of him, his sister who was sucking on a pacifier, his mother looking younger as did his father and Bear, who was still a Poochyena. He remembered his parents saying they took the picture in Greenfield, but Kae didn’t remember.
The second picture on the right had only one person in it. A boy about Kae’s age in a white guard shirt, smiling and appearing as though he didn’t have a care in the world. His hair was the same color as Kae’s, but a shade darker. On his shoulder was a large scar that looked as though someone took a large razor to it. Kae had been meaning to ask one of his parents about it, but never got around to doing so.
“Mom, who’s that kid in the picture?” Kae asked.
“Hm?” She looked in the direction he was pointing. “That’s your older brother Metz. He’s eight in that picture, but now, I think he’d be around…I think…fourteen.”
“My older brother? How come you have his picture up there?” Kae wondered aloud.
“Today would be his birthday,” she replied, getting a sadden expression. “Every year, we put his picture on the refrigerator so we won’t forget.”
“Where is he?” Kae starred at his mother who turned away from him.
“He…was…kidnapped on the same day he had that picture taken,” she told him. “The police searched, we searched and we even hired private investigators to find him, but he never turned up. There was no sign of him. It was as if he’d disappeared.” His mother chuckled a little. “I won’t be surprised if it did happen.” Kae looked down at his plate, upset and ashamed that he had questioned his mother about the picture.
“I did it! Its finally done!” a voice shouted from the door under the stairs startling everyone. The trio looked towards the door that led into the large basement of their house just as it flew open. A large muscle figure ran through the door, heading towards the kids’ mother. Once he’d reached her, he grabbed her around the waist and picked her up in the air, spinning her around. She hung onto his bulky arms as she was being twirled.
“Ronnie stop! Put me down!” she told him between laughs. Her husband slowed to a stop and sat her down, holding onto her until her dizziness left. “What have you finally done dear?”
“You’ll see,” he said as he turned his towards his children. “I want you to see too.” Ronnie was a large man, almost six foot. His blue beard and mustache was connected while his head hair was spikey navy blue. The large blue jumpsuit and the white shirt he wore were covered with black spots and oil stains. Ronnie’s dark brown boots were covered with white, black, light brown, and red spots assumingly from different chemicals. His black eyes filled with the excitement of a kid and his slightly wrinkled pale skin glowed.
“Daddy!” Ticharia leapt out the chair, turning it over. Falcon jumped in fright and ruffled its feathers, causing itself to appear larger than before. His daughter ran up to him, jumping into his outstretched arms.
“Ah, there’s my little girl!” Ticharia was lifted off the ground and seated on his right shoulder. “My you’ve grown since I last saw you.” Ticharia just smiled in return as her arms went around his neck for a hug. Ronnie chuckled until his dark blue eyes went over to his son, who still sat at the table, twirling the noodles onto his fork. “Mm.” He put Ticharia by Meiko before heading over to Kae. He didn’t turn his head to look at his father when his large shadow loomed over him. “Hey son.”
“Dad,” Kae replied coldly.
Ronnie pulled a chair from the table and sat next to his son. “I know you’re mad at me for not being here like you wanted me to, but I was working on this very important project.”
“Yeah, I know. I guess it was just more important than family,” Kae said, shifting his eyes to Falcon who seemed to have, amazingly fallen asleep.
“No, it wasn’t. Of course you guys are the most important thing in my life,” Ronnie answered. He sighed at the fact that he had to go through a situation like this again due to the fact Kae always uses the “it was more important than family” line when he didn’t get his way. “Remember when we had bought you that video game for Christmas?” Kae nodded. “Remember when you didn’t want to come out your room for almost the entire day? Well, you could say I was doing the same thing except I was just working on it a little longer.”
“Five years isn’t a little longer,” Kae had let know him.
“Yeah, I know, but I think its something that you’ll like though.” His father stood up, and sat his large hand on his son’s shoulder. Kae finally looked at his father, noticing that his dark blue hair had grown a little longer than when he’d last seen him, but not by much.
“Will you be able to spend more time with us…and take us places?”
“Mm-hm,” Ronnie nodded. Kae finally smiled before sliding off the chair. He walked with his father to the large door from whence he came. Meiko and Ticharia went right behind, followed by Bear who carried the sleeping Pidgey on its back. The door led to some stairs that spiraled downwards like something from a castle. Small lamps lit the way as they carefully made their way down.
“I’ve never been down here before. How much farther?” Kae asked his father, looking up at him.
“Not much farther now,” he answered just as stepped off the stairs and onto a metallic gray floor. Everyone waited behind him as he moved up to the door. Ronnie placed his hand on a pad that had a handprint the same size as his illuminated in dodger blue. A light scanned over his hand before a door opened. Bright, white light spilled through the opening, brightening the corridor. “Come on.” Ronnie walked in first while the other followed unsurely behind.
“I feel like I’m going into another dimension,” Kae stated. The room was enormous and seemed to be twice the size of their house. The walls were a powder blue color and the floor, a metallic gray. A variety of tools littered the floor as did paper and unusual material rarely seen. To the right of them about six or seven feet away was a tremendous computer with a huge keyboard. The door automatically closed behind them as they gasped at what sat in front of them. Ticharia jumped behind her mother and looked from there. “D-Dad,” Kae stuttered, pointing forward. “Is that a giant Mightyena?”
Ronnie chuckled at his son’s startled reaction. “Yeah, but its not real.” He jogged over to it and knocked on it a couple of times with his fist.
“Ronnie, what is it supposed to be?” Meiko asked him, looking the giant object over.
“Pokemon Battle Mechanism, or the P.B.M. The ruling body wanted me to build it for the war and the protection of Johto,” he explained. “With all the research papers and books I wrote on battle equipment, they thought I’d be the best one to give building it a try.” Ronnie threw his thumb up towards the top of the machine. “Would you guys like a tour inside?” Everyone nodded.
They stepped onto a small elevator that began to ascend after Ronnie had pushed the arrow that pointed upward. The contraption slowly rose, taking them farther from the ground. Ticharia clung to her mother for safety while Kae kept looking down. It slowed to a halt and Ronnie pushed the door open.
“Careful, watch your step,” Ronnie warned them. He stepped off first and held out his hand to first his daughter, then his wife. Kae got up by himself and Bear jumped off behind him. Making sure everyone was standing safely, Ronnie went over to a pad and punched in some numbers before the door opened automatically. The latch opened and he helped his family in.
“Whoa! Cool!” Kae exclaimed, running up to the window of the machine. He looked down to see everything appearing to be a tiny speck. Ticharia tugged on his shirt, wanting him to lift her up so she could see. He strained to pick up his little sister, but managed to get her up.
“This is amazing Ronnie,” Meiko told him, touching the brown pilot’s seat. “Is this the only one in the world?”
“Yeah. Since that Team Shadow took over the Orre region, we’ve been at war with them for who knows how long. Innocent lives of civilians and soldiers were being taken at an astounding rate so they decided to come up with something to put a stop to it. It just so happened that one of their members were reading one of my books and that’s when they decided to contact me.” Ronnie rubbed his navy blue hair. “If this machine works, then we might be able to finally put a stop to this war.”
Meiko looked at Kae and Ticharia who were still looking out the window. “Mm, I hope so. But doesn’t that mean that you’ll have to go into the war yourself?”
“Don’t worry. I told them I wasn’t entering this war and that they’d have to find someone else to pilot this thing.”
“Dad, what’s that?” Kae interrupted, pointing at a large cylinder in the back. The center of the cylinder was a cyan white glass while the bottom was a solid black platform as well as the top. Six thick wires were connected around the top of it that led into the ceiling.
“That? That’s what I call the Set Pod. Its where we put the Pokemon so if need be, they’ll be able to pilot the P.B.M. Here, I’ll show you.” Ronnie went up to the seat and pressed a black button on the arm of it. The glass was lifted into the ceiling of the machine revealing a large hole in the middle of the circle. Bear gently slipped Falcon onto the floor before jumping into the pod. The glass lowered back down and Bear was trapped inside. The bottom the Mightyena stood on began to light up and the Pokémon was levitated a little ways off the platform. “When I turn the P.C.P, or the Pokemon Copilot-up to three, the Pokemon is in full control of the machine. It’s able to deliver attacks and move as if it was on land itself. Incase of an emergency, the Pokemon can be ejected and land safely because the pod will surround itself in a metal cover when released.”
“Um, okay, but what about Pokemon that shoot water guns and flamethrowers? Wouldn’t it be kinda small when it tries to take on another machine?” Kae assumed.
“When the Pokemon is inside the Set Pod and releases an attack, the attack goes up through that hole and into the head on the machine where, I guess you could say, it gets super charged and comes out wherever the Pokemon releases its attack, say through the mouth. When it comes out, the attack would be a hundred thousand times the size of its normal attack. You saw how that stuff on the floor looked from all the way up here, right.” Kae nodded. “Then that’s how we’ll look compared to a water gun or flamethrower.“
“It seem that the uh…P.B.M, would be indestructible by when hit by the attacks. The only way, to me, to take it down would be to use missiles,” his wife mentioned.
“Not necessarily. When the P.B.M is on copilot three, the machine changes. Instead of just the machine itself feeling the hits, the Pokemon will be feeling it as well,” he answered. “The Pokemon will be in actual battle when on copilot three, except they’re inside the machine. For example, if a P.B.M Mightyena is on copilot three, and uses crunch on a P.B.M Alakazam who’s also on P.C.P three, then the Alakazam will take damage as if both were battling outside the machine. Do you understand?”
Everyone nodded silently. “When the machine in on P.C.P three, the machine will succumb to missiles and rockets more easily, allowing it to be an easy take down if hit. If there’s a person who’s piloting a P.B.M psychic against you and is on three while you’re on one or two, the psychic will be able to lift your machine if it wanted. I know it’s kinda difficult to understand, but it’s a cinch once you start piloting it.”
“You said Pokemon copilot three, so what about one and two?” Meiko asked.
“Level one is just the human in control of it. He’s the only on moving it and launching the missiles and stuff. Level two is when the Pokemon is steering and controlling the movements, but the human is the one still firing the attacks. And of course level three is when the Pokemon takes over completely and the machine adapts to the Pokemon or should I say, becomes the Pokemon.”
“Its so awesome! Can we take a test run?” Kae excitedly asked.
“Mm, no, not tonight. We can early in the morning. It’s late and I think I kept you guys up way past your bedtime. Lets get out of here so you can sleep. I’ll tell you more about it in the morning.” The three began to climb out while Ronnie let Bear out. Ticharia had already taken Falcon so it darted up the ladder. Ronnie looked over the inside of the machine and smiled at his accomplishment. “After all these years, it’s finally done. It’s a new beginning for everything, I guess.” He turned off the lights and climbed up the ladder.
This is my first fanfic here. I'll rate the chapter of when it'll be PG-13 or R.
Pokemon Advance
Chapter 1: A New Beginning for Everything
A slightly cool wind blew from the north across the blades of grass that covered the thirty-six acre farm. Outstretched branches from the oaks and pines seemed to wave gently in the morning breeze. Flocks of Pidgey dipped through the cluttered forest before emerging into a small opening that turned out to be a path neatly carved and weaved through the woods. Two small birds with melon colored feathers landed on a branch that extended over the trail as a young blue haired boy walked past. His extra large, white guard shirt sagged over his short pants. The large straps almost covered his entire shoulders and where the neck of the shirt hung down, showed his small, bare chest. Little buttoned pockets covered the legs of his olive green pants, which stopped at his knees. The black sandals on his feet were large, mainly made to fit a person with large feet. He looked left and right, scanning the area in search of something. Lifting his right hand, he placed it near the side of his mouth.
“Ticharia!” he called, only to hear his echo respond. “Ticharia!” He repeated, making near by Furret, who couldn’t be seen, raise their heads from the tall blades of grass. They scampered away and disappeared into the tall grass as he passed. A small brown, long eared creature walked out in the middle of the path. It stared at the boy with oval ivory eyes while its white tipped tail moved from side to side. It shook its white mane as the boy knelt in front of it. “Did you find her Eevee?” The Pokémon shook its head slowly, watching its trainer look from left to right. “Do you hear that?” The Eevee perked its ears forward and looked around, trying to locate where the sound originated.
He heard the sound of a small voice, speaking cheerfully and decided to follow the sound until he found the source. Finally, he could make out a ginger color between the bushes. Slowly, he pushed the shrubbery aside as not to startle something that may not be what he expected.
“And this is my ma, my dad, and my brother Kae,” a little girl’s voice spoke. There was a little chirping sound that seemed to reply to what she said. Kae pushed the bushes further away to notice a little girl in a ginger dress with a white apron. Her brown hair hung down in a ponytail that came to her shoulders. She was holding up a picture in front of a Pidgey that looked it over. Kae sighed with relief as he moved away from the bushes and stood beside her. The two looked behind them to see who the stalker was. “Hi Kae!”
“Tish, what are you doing all the way out here?” he asked as he knelt down beside her as she sat up. “We were worried about you.”
“Sorry,” she muttered. “I saw Pidgey fall and I went to help.” She picked up the little bird and held it up to Kae. He held up his hands to stop her from pushing the creature into his face.
“Okay, okay, I see. Let’s get back before mom send Bear,” he told her after standing up straight.
“Okie. Pidgey come too!” she gleefully shouted. Ticharia set the bird on her shoulder and grabbed Kae’s hand. She pulled her index along with her pinky finger inward, separating their hands and placed her thumb in-between the index and middle finger of Kae’s hand. It made holding hands more uncomfortable for Kae than it was to her. He helped her through the bushes while Eevee led the way.
Not far away sat a two-story log cabin with gray smoke gently floating out the chimney. A woman appearing in her mid-thirties was sweeping the mat in front of the door. Stopping her work, she wiped the sweat away with her arm, hitting her light brown bangs as she did. She moved her hands to the back of her head where she removed a black clamp. Her hair fell to the middle of her back, shimmering in the sunlight. She clinched the clamp with her teeth as her hands folded her hair up again. Holding the bun with her left hand, she took the clamp from her mouth and fastened it onto her hair so that it stayed firmly in one place.
“Mom!” she heard a voice in a distance. She glanced to see her son and daughter walking towards her. Eevee ran ahead of them only to be stopped by a large ivory and gainsboro dog. Thick black fur protruded from its back, extending slightly farther than its body. Dark, curved arrow like patches sat above its content red eyes as well as on the bottom. Instead of having the usual black stocking on its legs like its kind, it stayed gray like most of its body. It wagged its tail as it lowered its head to be at eye level with Eevee before growling benevolently and darting off.
“Ticharia, where have you been?” their mother asked, leaning the broom on the house. “I was worried about you. And you’re filthy.” She walked up to Ticharia and used her white apron to wipe the dirt off the child’s face.
“Sorry mom. I saw this Pidgey fall and went to help,” Ticharia explained through the wipes of her face. Her mother stopped and took a look at the small bird on her shoulder.
“Well aren’t you a little cutey,” she said as she held out her hand. The little bird hopped on and she pulled it back to her, stroking its chest feathers.
“Can I keep it?” her daughter asked, tugging on her mother’s blue and white-checkered dress.
“I don’t see why not,” she answered, giving the little bird back to her. “But you have to take care of it.” Ticharia nodded. “Now go inside and wash up for dinner, you too Kae.” Ticharia ran inside while Kae walked in the doorway, but didn’t go in. He looked back at his mother.
“Mom, has dad come out yet?” Kae got a depressing look on his face.
“No,” she told him. She put her right hand on her cheek while her other arm supported it. “I’m getting worried myself. It’s been three days. He must’ve made a break through.” He looked down before walking inside the house.
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Later, Ticharia lied on the floor of her room with her teeth clamped down onto the eraser of the pencil. She looked down at her paper covered in pencil marks. Names were jotted down in sloppy handwriting with b’s appearing as h’s, a’s resembling o’s and the v looking like u’s. Her eyes went from her notebook to her Pidgey, who was sitting on her bedpost pecking at its wing, then back to her notebook. The white door of her room opened quietly. Her mother entered, watching her kick her feet back and forth in the air. The Pidgey stopped what it was doing and stared at her mother with its head cocked to the side.
“Hmm, how about Pudgy? No, you’re not fat. Fredrick? No way!” she scratched the names out as she went down the line. “What about Falcon? Falcon sounds good.”
“It does. Falcon is a great name,” her mother put in. Ticharia leaned her head backwards until it looked as though her mother was standing upside down.
“You really think so?” she asked again, smiling.
“Mm-hm,” her mother nodded. “Now you and Falcon come to the kitchen for dinner.” Her mother left, leaving her to pick up the papers that she had thrown on the floor and under the bed.
“Come on Falcon,” she told the Pidgey. It hopped on Ticharia’s shoulder and the two headed out the door.
Sitting at the table, Kae stared at his plate, twirling the long noodles on his fork while his head leaned on his fist. He sighed, looking deeply at his plate. His Eevee sat on the floor next to him and looked at him with concern. It nudged his leg, but Kae only put a meatball on the floor for it and Eevee knocked it away. The ball of meat rolled in front of the Mightyena from earlier, which now wore a collar that had Bear on it, who didn’t hesitate eating it. Bear lied down and awaited another snack.
Ticharia entered, skipping towards the table, but stopped to pet the dog on the way. She pulled a chair from the table and jumped on. Falcon hopped on the table and began to peck at the lopsided bird in the spoon. Ticharia hummed a made up tune as her mother sat a smaller plate of noodles with red sauce in front of her. Without hesitating, she began downing it, slurping in the ends of the noodles that didn’t make it inside her mouth.
Kae glanced over at the stove where his mother was standing, watching over the food to make sure nothing burned. He scanned over the kitchen, looking at the honeydew walls and the items stuck to the refrigerator by the means of a magnet. Two pictures stuck out against the beige fridge and he looked them over. The one on the left was of him, his sister who was sucking on a pacifier, his mother looking younger as did his father and Bear, who was still a Poochyena. He remembered his parents saying they took the picture in Greenfield, but Kae didn’t remember.
The second picture on the right had only one person in it. A boy about Kae’s age in a white guard shirt, smiling and appearing as though he didn’t have a care in the world. His hair was the same color as Kae’s, but a shade darker. On his shoulder was a large scar that looked as though someone took a large razor to it. Kae had been meaning to ask one of his parents about it, but never got around to doing so.
“Mom, who’s that kid in the picture?” Kae asked.
“Hm?” She looked in the direction he was pointing. “That’s your older brother Metz. He’s eight in that picture, but now, I think he’d be around…I think…fourteen.”
“My older brother? How come you have his picture up there?” Kae wondered aloud.
“Today would be his birthday,” she replied, getting a sadden expression. “Every year, we put his picture on the refrigerator so we won’t forget.”
“Where is he?” Kae starred at his mother who turned away from him.
“He…was…kidnapped on the same day he had that picture taken,” she told him. “The police searched, we searched and we even hired private investigators to find him, but he never turned up. There was no sign of him. It was as if he’d disappeared.” His mother chuckled a little. “I won’t be surprised if it did happen.” Kae looked down at his plate, upset and ashamed that he had questioned his mother about the picture.
“I did it! Its finally done!” a voice shouted from the door under the stairs startling everyone. The trio looked towards the door that led into the large basement of their house just as it flew open. A large muscle figure ran through the door, heading towards the kids’ mother. Once he’d reached her, he grabbed her around the waist and picked her up in the air, spinning her around. She hung onto his bulky arms as she was being twirled.
“Ronnie stop! Put me down!” she told him between laughs. Her husband slowed to a stop and sat her down, holding onto her until her dizziness left. “What have you finally done dear?”
“You’ll see,” he said as he turned his towards his children. “I want you to see too.” Ronnie was a large man, almost six foot. His blue beard and mustache was connected while his head hair was spikey navy blue. The large blue jumpsuit and the white shirt he wore were covered with black spots and oil stains. Ronnie’s dark brown boots were covered with white, black, light brown, and red spots assumingly from different chemicals. His black eyes filled with the excitement of a kid and his slightly wrinkled pale skin glowed.
“Daddy!” Ticharia leapt out the chair, turning it over. Falcon jumped in fright and ruffled its feathers, causing itself to appear larger than before. His daughter ran up to him, jumping into his outstretched arms.
“Ah, there’s my little girl!” Ticharia was lifted off the ground and seated on his right shoulder. “My you’ve grown since I last saw you.” Ticharia just smiled in return as her arms went around his neck for a hug. Ronnie chuckled until his dark blue eyes went over to his son, who still sat at the table, twirling the noodles onto his fork. “Mm.” He put Ticharia by Meiko before heading over to Kae. He didn’t turn his head to look at his father when his large shadow loomed over him. “Hey son.”
“Dad,” Kae replied coldly.
Ronnie pulled a chair from the table and sat next to his son. “I know you’re mad at me for not being here like you wanted me to, but I was working on this very important project.”
“Yeah, I know. I guess it was just more important than family,” Kae said, shifting his eyes to Falcon who seemed to have, amazingly fallen asleep.
“No, it wasn’t. Of course you guys are the most important thing in my life,” Ronnie answered. He sighed at the fact that he had to go through a situation like this again due to the fact Kae always uses the “it was more important than family” line when he didn’t get his way. “Remember when we had bought you that video game for Christmas?” Kae nodded. “Remember when you didn’t want to come out your room for almost the entire day? Well, you could say I was doing the same thing except I was just working on it a little longer.”
“Five years isn’t a little longer,” Kae had let know him.
“Yeah, I know, but I think its something that you’ll like though.” His father stood up, and sat his large hand on his son’s shoulder. Kae finally looked at his father, noticing that his dark blue hair had grown a little longer than when he’d last seen him, but not by much.
“Will you be able to spend more time with us…and take us places?”
“Mm-hm,” Ronnie nodded. Kae finally smiled before sliding off the chair. He walked with his father to the large door from whence he came. Meiko and Ticharia went right behind, followed by Bear who carried the sleeping Pidgey on its back. The door led to some stairs that spiraled downwards like something from a castle. Small lamps lit the way as they carefully made their way down.
“I’ve never been down here before. How much farther?” Kae asked his father, looking up at him.
“Not much farther now,” he answered just as stepped off the stairs and onto a metallic gray floor. Everyone waited behind him as he moved up to the door. Ronnie placed his hand on a pad that had a handprint the same size as his illuminated in dodger blue. A light scanned over his hand before a door opened. Bright, white light spilled through the opening, brightening the corridor. “Come on.” Ronnie walked in first while the other followed unsurely behind.
“I feel like I’m going into another dimension,” Kae stated. The room was enormous and seemed to be twice the size of their house. The walls were a powder blue color and the floor, a metallic gray. A variety of tools littered the floor as did paper and unusual material rarely seen. To the right of them about six or seven feet away was a tremendous computer with a huge keyboard. The door automatically closed behind them as they gasped at what sat in front of them. Ticharia jumped behind her mother and looked from there. “D-Dad,” Kae stuttered, pointing forward. “Is that a giant Mightyena?”
Ronnie chuckled at his son’s startled reaction. “Yeah, but its not real.” He jogged over to it and knocked on it a couple of times with his fist.
“Ronnie, what is it supposed to be?” Meiko asked him, looking the giant object over.
“Pokemon Battle Mechanism, or the P.B.M. The ruling body wanted me to build it for the war and the protection of Johto,” he explained. “With all the research papers and books I wrote on battle equipment, they thought I’d be the best one to give building it a try.” Ronnie threw his thumb up towards the top of the machine. “Would you guys like a tour inside?” Everyone nodded.
They stepped onto a small elevator that began to ascend after Ronnie had pushed the arrow that pointed upward. The contraption slowly rose, taking them farther from the ground. Ticharia clung to her mother for safety while Kae kept looking down. It slowed to a halt and Ronnie pushed the door open.
“Careful, watch your step,” Ronnie warned them. He stepped off first and held out his hand to first his daughter, then his wife. Kae got up by himself and Bear jumped off behind him. Making sure everyone was standing safely, Ronnie went over to a pad and punched in some numbers before the door opened automatically. The latch opened and he helped his family in.
“Whoa! Cool!” Kae exclaimed, running up to the window of the machine. He looked down to see everything appearing to be a tiny speck. Ticharia tugged on his shirt, wanting him to lift her up so she could see. He strained to pick up his little sister, but managed to get her up.
“This is amazing Ronnie,” Meiko told him, touching the brown pilot’s seat. “Is this the only one in the world?”
“Yeah. Since that Team Shadow took over the Orre region, we’ve been at war with them for who knows how long. Innocent lives of civilians and soldiers were being taken at an astounding rate so they decided to come up with something to put a stop to it. It just so happened that one of their members were reading one of my books and that’s when they decided to contact me.” Ronnie rubbed his navy blue hair. “If this machine works, then we might be able to finally put a stop to this war.”
Meiko looked at Kae and Ticharia who were still looking out the window. “Mm, I hope so. But doesn’t that mean that you’ll have to go into the war yourself?”
“Don’t worry. I told them I wasn’t entering this war and that they’d have to find someone else to pilot this thing.”
“Dad, what’s that?” Kae interrupted, pointing at a large cylinder in the back. The center of the cylinder was a cyan white glass while the bottom was a solid black platform as well as the top. Six thick wires were connected around the top of it that led into the ceiling.
“That? That’s what I call the Set Pod. Its where we put the Pokemon so if need be, they’ll be able to pilot the P.B.M. Here, I’ll show you.” Ronnie went up to the seat and pressed a black button on the arm of it. The glass was lifted into the ceiling of the machine revealing a large hole in the middle of the circle. Bear gently slipped Falcon onto the floor before jumping into the pod. The glass lowered back down and Bear was trapped inside. The bottom the Mightyena stood on began to light up and the Pokémon was levitated a little ways off the platform. “When I turn the P.C.P, or the Pokemon Copilot-up to three, the Pokemon is in full control of the machine. It’s able to deliver attacks and move as if it was on land itself. Incase of an emergency, the Pokemon can be ejected and land safely because the pod will surround itself in a metal cover when released.”
“Um, okay, but what about Pokemon that shoot water guns and flamethrowers? Wouldn’t it be kinda small when it tries to take on another machine?” Kae assumed.
“When the Pokemon is inside the Set Pod and releases an attack, the attack goes up through that hole and into the head on the machine where, I guess you could say, it gets super charged and comes out wherever the Pokemon releases its attack, say through the mouth. When it comes out, the attack would be a hundred thousand times the size of its normal attack. You saw how that stuff on the floor looked from all the way up here, right.” Kae nodded. “Then that’s how we’ll look compared to a water gun or flamethrower.“
“It seem that the uh…P.B.M, would be indestructible by when hit by the attacks. The only way, to me, to take it down would be to use missiles,” his wife mentioned.
“Not necessarily. When the P.B.M is on copilot three, the machine changes. Instead of just the machine itself feeling the hits, the Pokemon will be feeling it as well,” he answered. “The Pokemon will be in actual battle when on copilot three, except they’re inside the machine. For example, if a P.B.M Mightyena is on copilot three, and uses crunch on a P.B.M Alakazam who’s also on P.C.P three, then the Alakazam will take damage as if both were battling outside the machine. Do you understand?”
Everyone nodded silently. “When the machine in on P.C.P three, the machine will succumb to missiles and rockets more easily, allowing it to be an easy take down if hit. If there’s a person who’s piloting a P.B.M psychic against you and is on three while you’re on one or two, the psychic will be able to lift your machine if it wanted. I know it’s kinda difficult to understand, but it’s a cinch once you start piloting it.”
“You said Pokemon copilot three, so what about one and two?” Meiko asked.
“Level one is just the human in control of it. He’s the only on moving it and launching the missiles and stuff. Level two is when the Pokemon is steering and controlling the movements, but the human is the one still firing the attacks. And of course level three is when the Pokemon takes over completely and the machine adapts to the Pokemon or should I say, becomes the Pokemon.”
“Its so awesome! Can we take a test run?” Kae excitedly asked.
“Mm, no, not tonight. We can early in the morning. It’s late and I think I kept you guys up way past your bedtime. Lets get out of here so you can sleep. I’ll tell you more about it in the morning.” The three began to climb out while Ronnie let Bear out. Ticharia had already taken Falcon so it darted up the ladder. Ronnie looked over the inside of the machine and smiled at his accomplishment. “After all these years, it’s finally done. It’s a new beginning for everything, I guess.” He turned off the lights and climbed up the ladder.
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