A Pokemon Story (rating: PG 13?)
*The rating means there is light cursing involved
NOTES: First off, I'll say these things.
1. This story doesn't happen in the Pokemon universe we all know, but in a universe where the Pokemon universe doesn't exist. Confused? Well, think of it like this: Pretend the Pokemon universe doesn't exist at all, and just think of this story's universe as it's own universe. I have a fundamental rule for my stories: My stories don't take place in the universes they're based off of, and I like to give little character trait twists to my own stories so they’re not so generic.
2. With my own fundamental rule, I tend to not make this Pokemon story seem too much like the real Pokemon universe or other fanfictions. Similarities? Yes, but not exact. Example on a generic story: "Hey, I've got to collect gym badges because I got a Pokemon!!!" I won’t make it that simple and I'm going to stray myself away from Pokemon works like the anime (I don't like the anime, much. -_-) or generic fanfictions.
3. This story's plot begins in the first chapter and onwards, so no fillers whatsoever. It is a long story, though.
4. I will implement the games’ elements into this story, unlike the anime. The battle style starts off like in the games, but they will turn into anime style battling as the story progresses. Why the anime battle style if I’m going to use elements like the games? Because I do like that type of fighting style seen in the anime, but I won’t pull anything absurd like the anime does (Pikachu’s Thunder Armor on Swellow? LOL!). Pokemon also won’t repeat their names as a method for talking, again unlike the anime.
5. Brace yourself for this part, as it will be seen as weird by the average Pokemon fan. The actual title of this story is "Super Human Pokemon Trainer" You'll see why... There’s a little bit of ______ ____ in the main character. HA! ;D
6. Expect long chapters. I don’t write short chapters.
Okay, that’s all I need to explain. So let’s begin.
Chapter 1: Countdown to Destruction.
*A teenage Pokemon trainer is running up a fleet of stairs in an abandoned building. As soon as the trainer sets foot on the twenty-first floor’s last staircase, he’s spotted by a scientist foe who readies a Pokeball in his left hand. The two lock eyes as the teen stops ten feet away from the scientist. The trainer readies his own Pokeball in his right hand as the opponent steps forward. The trainer knows the scientist is a member of the Pokemon stealing team called “Team Atomic”, as he defeated many of Atomic’s members before this encounter*
Atomic Scientist: How the hell did a kid like you beat all of our best grunts!?
Trainer: They really weren’t that tough. If that effort was all you guys had, come on...
Atomic Scientist: Shut your mouth, brat! GO! Banette!!
*The Atomic Scientist throws his Pokeball to the floor and out comes a shiny Banette*
Trainer: A shiny Banette. I haven’t seen a shiny Pokemon in a long time.
Atomic Scientist: Impressive, right? I stole this from an older trainer. That senior citizen had no clue what happened right after.
Trainer: Another stolen Pokemon. You Atomics sure don’t like catching and training your own Pokemon. Even after all of my time battling you, I still wonder: Why is that?
Atomic Scientist: We don’t care about any of the basic rules that normal Pokemon trainers follow, as we don’t see ourselves as regular trainers. Why waste the unnecessary time into something so worthless as catching and training Pokemon the basic way when we could take strong Pokemon from anyone we come across; and automatically gain valuable creatures. Team Atomic only likes strong and rare Pokemon. Anyone who posses them, they will be lifted from. We want every rare and strong Pokemon in the world!
Trainer: Although I would never use that method to obtain Pokemon, and I dislike you Atomics for resorting to capturing Pokemon that way, in every battle--it’s a nice challenge from you and your fellow organization members. I never know what Pokemon to expect, and that makes the battle even better. Let’s show them what a trained Pokemon can do... Typhlosion!
*Throwing his Pokeball forward, the teen sends out his own partner. Typhlosion roars upon appearing*
Atomic Scientist: From what you stated, I kind of like your style. You seem ready to challenge the unknown. That’s respectable, and stupid. ...Banette! Use Screech!
*Directed at Typhlosion, Banette creates a high pitched cry, making Typhlosion’s defense fall and causes him to step back. Typhlosion shakes off the ringing sound in his ears and stares at his opponent*
Trainer: Flamewheel!
*With a growl, a wheel of fire envelopes around Typhlosion and he dashes forward in a burst of fire. The fire Pokemon slams into Banette, sending it into a backward skid. With his move done, Typhlosion jumps back to his previous position. Right after, Banette’s mouth glows with a black orb. The ghost doll springs a bit forward to shoot a Shadow Ball at Typlosion. Before impact, Typhlosion tries to dodge the ghost attack, but the attack is too fast and lands its hit--causing the damaged Pokemon to slide across the floor on his paws. Typhlosion looks forward and stands ready*
Atomic Scientist: You remarked how a trained Pokemon is better than a stolen one, but what you have is a worthless Typhlosion that was rightfully trained by you. Trained or stolen, a strong Pokemon is a strong Pokemon. You seem to be wrong on your own views.
Trainer: Typhlosion! Use another Flamewheel!
*Typhlosion dashes at the Banette once more. The ghost Pokemon seems ready this time*
Atomic Scientist: Not that move again. Banette, prepare yourself!
*Typhlosion smashes into the opponent head-on, causing damage. The two Pokemon seem to be locked with their foreheads pressed on each other, and right after--the Flamewheel’s fire blazes out around Typhlosion--signifying the attack has ended, but before the fire Pokemon could pull back...*
Atomic Scientist: TOXIC!
*Banette points it’s arms at Typhlosion and shoots it’s poison attack from out of it’s arms--lathering the fire Pokemon’s body in ooze. The poison vanishes seconds later, completing the move. Even after the devious attack, the two Pokemon still have their foreheads pressed with one another*
Atomic Scientist: It’s about over. The poison will increase damage on your Pokemon with each turn, making it weaker and much easier to defeat! Recall your Pokemon or let it fall. No matter how you see it, my victory is near!
Trainer: You don’t see the obvious choice that’s left! We’ll fight through the pain and win!! Use Lava Plume!!
*Typhlosion begins to growl. His growl grows louder with determination and right after, it erupts a strong lava attack from out of the flame on his back. The move shoots magma in a circle around the floor level--creating holes in the walls of the tower. With the attack in face range of the ghost Pokemon, the fire attack causes a Critical Hit on Banette. Banette is launched back and bounces across the ground; propelled to a stop in front of its trainer. With it laying on it’s front, the ghost doll slowly tries to recover by standing up, but it faints a second later with a dying growl. Banette returns back into it’s Pokeball. In shock of his defeat, the Atomic grunt pulls his hair in frustration*
Atomic Scientist: NO DAMN KID COULD EVER--
Trainer: You really need more practice, and better stolen Pokemon! *laughs* Return!
*Typhlosion is recalled into it’s Pokeball and put aside on the teen’s belt*
Atomic Scientist: I may have lost, but no one will ever know of this!!
*The scientist rushes to the back of the floor and snatches a rectangle device off a table. He starts pushing buttons and slams the device against an undamaged part of the wall on his left*
Atomic Scientist: No one will know. Hehehe!
Trainer: What did you do? Is that what I think it is??
Atomic Scientist: This whole building has been planted with explosives long before your arrival and interference. We had them implement incase our plans went wrong. And so they have. This mistake of mine will be as if it never happened. And no one would know an annoying brat trainer like you caused today’s downfall!
Trainer: It’s not like no one would know I was here! *nervous open smile*
Atomic Scientist: Even if I did let you go before I pressed the detonator button, I’d know you were present. I would remember the face of the stupid kid that beat me and I would regret not having the satisfaction of revenge! Now with you gone, I will eventually forget this whole ordeal. *crazy laughter*
Trainer: ...You have issues. And you’re a sore loser!! Destroying a building just because a kid defeated you in a Pokemon battle!?
*The Atomic further increases his crazed laughter*
Atomic Scientist: What will you do now? The timer was set to seven minutes, now you have less than six.
Trainer: You could have told me that!!
Atomic Scientist: I didn’t want to. I want you to die. But look what I have here.
*From inside his jacket pocket, the scientist pulls out a remote with a lone button that reads “Teleporter”*
Atomic Scientist: Have fun painfully dying! Almost five now!
*The lunatic scientist pushes the button on the device and vanishes in a green light*
Trainer: UGH! What am I going to do? I ran out of escape ropes. I have no flying Pokemon to fly out with. My other Pokemon aren’t suited to guide us out. If I use Typhlosion to ride on him towards the exit, we’d both die in the explosion when the timer goes off. If I run on my own while keeping my Pokemon safe in their Pokeballs, they would remain alive while I’d be killed in the explosion. Wait, can a Pokeball survive an explosion? UH! I can’t spend time just standing here and think!
*In a sprint, the trainer runs down the fleet of stairs, even with twenty levels of floors and stairs to pass--he rushes towards the exit with everything he has. As the trainer passes some number of rooms, books and filled scientific beaker bottles can be seen on tables. These books contain journal entries of every legendary Pokemon in existence. These collected data journals include their locations and their type weaknesses. The teen keeps sprinting down the remaining twelve floors with only ten seconds left. The trainer steps on the eleventh floor when the bombs in the building begin to detonate. Starting from the bottom floor, every inner level of the building is destroyed with one second apart from each other. The teen trainer hears many booms coming from the bottom levels of the tower--heading straight towards him. He reverses his direction and heads back towards the top. And as he rushes up the twelfth floor’s staircase, the explosions catch up with him once he sets foot on the thirteenth floor. Smoke and the detonation of the building level’s annihilation blast him upward as he’s swallowed by the blackness of the smog. With the explosions destroying chunks of each level’s ceiling above the trainer, the damage the explosions cause--allow the trainer to pass through each broken ceiling to the twentieth floor where he hits a solid part of the ceiling above him and lands onto an undamaged part of the floor--face down unconsciously. The last explosion erupts on the final level above the trainer, ending the chain reaction of explosions. Minutes pass. The tower didn’t collapse, but the insides are in ruin and charcoaled with building debris scattered across the floor of each level--along with furniture and items that once stood on each level’s floors. Parts of each floor’s staircases are damaged and somewhat unscalable. The actual floors of the building have gaping holes in them. Smog lingers the air of the wasteland. Moments after, police sirens are wailing towards the building that reacted to the extremely loud commotion cause by the bombs’ detonation. The smoke slowly clears throughout the edifice. On every floor level, data books are scattered and damaged, beaker bottles are broken with liquid spilled on the floor. What liquid the bottles contained are now spread on the floor. Still unconscious, the trainer seems to be laying on his front side of the twentieth floor. Seconds later, he begins to awaken as he feels something strange within his body. He gets up slowly and stands straight with a feeling that he had the wind knocked out of him*
Trainer: What just happened? Didn’t the building collapse? Aren’t I supposed to be dead? I know I couldn’t survive that.
*The teen looks around and sees the destruction the explosions caused*
Trainer: What type of cheap explosives does Team Atomic use? First many Atomics couldn’t defeat me on the way up here, and now they also make lousy bombs that couldn’t kill me or make this tower fall. How much can they lose at? *gives a faint chuckle* ...Aside from that, I have this strange feeling within my body. Am I injured in any way?
*The teen touches his head and feels that his hair has spiked up. Unknown to him, his hair has changed to a golden yellow color. In confusion, he retracts his hands and sees nothing wrong in his palms. For assurance of what he’s feeling, he touches his hair again*
Trainer: What is this I’m feeling? Something is wrong. Why is my hair--
*Interrupting the trainer, the chief of police speaks over a megaphone outside the building. His loud talking echos throughout the inside of the building*
Chief: Is anyone in there? As I speak, a group of special ops and their trained Pokemon are searching the inside of this building. If you’re one of the vanda-lists that has damaged this memorial station, you’ll be found and put under arrest!
*Sounds of banging footsteps are rapidly stomping many floors below the trainer. The special ops are moving to the top of the tower*
Trainer: AH!! If I’m found, they’ll think I’m one of the Atomics that destroyed this tower!! How do I get out of here? I can’t go down!
*With little options left on what to do, the teen notices a damaged staircase on his right and scales it to the twenty-first floor where he had his battle with the Atomic scientist. On the top level, the trainer stops by the right wall and overlooks the opposite side of the floor--seeing that there’s nowhere else to go*
Trainer: +This is where I started! That’s it, they’ve blocked me in! There’s no other way out! What do I do?+
*The teen tightens his fist with lost hope. His anger rises, and then, a fiery yellow aura blazes around his body. He begins to levitate off the ground without noticing. A second after, the trainer notices with surprise*
Trainer: WHAT?! Why am I-- Forget it. If I can flying, I can leave without being caught.
*The teen sees from the wall he’s facing that there’s a large gaping hole*
Trainer: That’s one of the holes Typhlosion made during the match. But are the police or any group of people on the other side of that gap?
*The trainer hovers towards the hole and carefully peeks around the corner and to the ground. No people are crowded on this side of the building, and with the view--the hole overlooks the ocean ahead*
Trainer: What a relief, there’s nobody around. They must be on some other side of the building.
*A split second later, thundering footsteps of the special squad are nearing the top floor*
Trainer: Now’s my only chance!
*Through instinct, the trainer raises his energy and flies east out of the tower and towards the ocean. The squad arrives on the twenty-first floor where the trainer was. They just missed him by mere seconds. Some of the squad members and their Pokemon walk around the level--looking for clues of who was present when the building was damaged. The Squad Captain oversees his fellow officers. Seeing that their search has been for nothing, the Captain notifies his boss via headset*
Squad Captain: Chief, there’s no sign of anyone in the building. We’ve searched each level and didn’t encounter any evidence of who or what caused this memorial’s inner destruction. It’s nothing but a deserted battlefield.
Chief: The vandals who caused the explosions must have fled after they ignited their detonators. Alright, recall your men and Pokemon. There isn’t anything else we could act upon.
Squad Captain: Over. *to squad* You heard him! Everyone back down!!
*The squad and their Pokemon leave the site as easily as they entered. Over the ocean, the trainer continues flying his way towards an unknown destination. Thoughts begin to drown his mind*
Trainer: +What happened back there? Shouldn’t I have died when the explosions engulfed me? Why am I... “transformed” like this? And why do I suddenly feel the presence of everything that surrounds me? Wait...+ TYPHLOSION! I need to rush him to a Pokemon Center! Even as I fly, and while he’s inside his Pokeball, I can feel his health’s in danger. The next time his Pokeball opens, his health will deplete before I can help him.
*The teen grabs onto his belt’s right side with his right palm and grasps Typhlosion’s Pokeball. Hurrying his pace, the young trainer’s inner instinct kicks in, which he raises his power and flies quicker for land. An island and its closest small village appears in the upcoming horizon. As he nears land, the trainer begins to feel dizzy; revealing the toll that the building’s devastation gave on his body. Slowly, the trainer starts to drift down towards the ocean water. To keep himself in the air, the teen fights the urge to faint and ascends a bit higher, but again he floats downward. This repeats a couple of times and the trainer holds onto his consciousness to keep himself in the air to prevent himself from a harsh crash into the water. A couple of minutes pass and the teen hangs on long enough to make it above the island and the small village. Moments after his arrival, the trainer faints completely. He descends in an angle and crashes into trees and other shrubbery; seconds later--he hits the ground and slides many yards into a stop--many feet not far from a house. The teen lays on his front side--motionless with his face pointed to the right. From the crash into the ground, Typhlosion’s Pokeball has fallen off the trainer’s belt and now lays on his right side. A few moments pass. A tall black silhouette walks over to he teen's body and stands over him. This person picks the trainer off the ground and carries him towards the house*
End of Chapter 1.
*The rating means there is light cursing involved
NOTES: First off, I'll say these things.
1. This story doesn't happen in the Pokemon universe we all know, but in a universe where the Pokemon universe doesn't exist. Confused? Well, think of it like this: Pretend the Pokemon universe doesn't exist at all, and just think of this story's universe as it's own universe. I have a fundamental rule for my stories: My stories don't take place in the universes they're based off of, and I like to give little character trait twists to my own stories so they’re not so generic.
2. With my own fundamental rule, I tend to not make this Pokemon story seem too much like the real Pokemon universe or other fanfictions. Similarities? Yes, but not exact. Example on a generic story: "Hey, I've got to collect gym badges because I got a Pokemon!!!" I won’t make it that simple and I'm going to stray myself away from Pokemon works like the anime (I don't like the anime, much. -_-) or generic fanfictions.
3. This story's plot begins in the first chapter and onwards, so no fillers whatsoever. It is a long story, though.
4. I will implement the games’ elements into this story, unlike the anime. The battle style starts off like in the games, but they will turn into anime style battling as the story progresses. Why the anime battle style if I’m going to use elements like the games? Because I do like that type of fighting style seen in the anime, but I won’t pull anything absurd like the anime does (Pikachu’s Thunder Armor on Swellow? LOL!). Pokemon also won’t repeat their names as a method for talking, again unlike the anime.
5. Brace yourself for this part, as it will be seen as weird by the average Pokemon fan. The actual title of this story is "Super Human Pokemon Trainer" You'll see why... There’s a little bit of ______ ____ in the main character. HA! ;D
6. Expect long chapters. I don’t write short chapters.
Okay, that’s all I need to explain. So let’s begin.
Chapter 1: Countdown to Destruction.
*A teenage Pokemon trainer is running up a fleet of stairs in an abandoned building. As soon as the trainer sets foot on the twenty-first floor’s last staircase, he’s spotted by a scientist foe who readies a Pokeball in his left hand. The two lock eyes as the teen stops ten feet away from the scientist. The trainer readies his own Pokeball in his right hand as the opponent steps forward. The trainer knows the scientist is a member of the Pokemon stealing team called “Team Atomic”, as he defeated many of Atomic’s members before this encounter*
Atomic Scientist: How the hell did a kid like you beat all of our best grunts!?
Trainer: They really weren’t that tough. If that effort was all you guys had, come on...
Atomic Scientist: Shut your mouth, brat! GO! Banette!!
*The Atomic Scientist throws his Pokeball to the floor and out comes a shiny Banette*
Trainer: A shiny Banette. I haven’t seen a shiny Pokemon in a long time.
Atomic Scientist: Impressive, right? I stole this from an older trainer. That senior citizen had no clue what happened right after.
Trainer: Another stolen Pokemon. You Atomics sure don’t like catching and training your own Pokemon. Even after all of my time battling you, I still wonder: Why is that?
Atomic Scientist: We don’t care about any of the basic rules that normal Pokemon trainers follow, as we don’t see ourselves as regular trainers. Why waste the unnecessary time into something so worthless as catching and training Pokemon the basic way when we could take strong Pokemon from anyone we come across; and automatically gain valuable creatures. Team Atomic only likes strong and rare Pokemon. Anyone who posses them, they will be lifted from. We want every rare and strong Pokemon in the world!
Trainer: Although I would never use that method to obtain Pokemon, and I dislike you Atomics for resorting to capturing Pokemon that way, in every battle--it’s a nice challenge from you and your fellow organization members. I never know what Pokemon to expect, and that makes the battle even better. Let’s show them what a trained Pokemon can do... Typhlosion!
*Throwing his Pokeball forward, the teen sends out his own partner. Typhlosion roars upon appearing*
Atomic Scientist: From what you stated, I kind of like your style. You seem ready to challenge the unknown. That’s respectable, and stupid. ...Banette! Use Screech!
*Directed at Typhlosion, Banette creates a high pitched cry, making Typhlosion’s defense fall and causes him to step back. Typhlosion shakes off the ringing sound in his ears and stares at his opponent*
Trainer: Flamewheel!
*With a growl, a wheel of fire envelopes around Typhlosion and he dashes forward in a burst of fire. The fire Pokemon slams into Banette, sending it into a backward skid. With his move done, Typhlosion jumps back to his previous position. Right after, Banette’s mouth glows with a black orb. The ghost doll springs a bit forward to shoot a Shadow Ball at Typlosion. Before impact, Typhlosion tries to dodge the ghost attack, but the attack is too fast and lands its hit--causing the damaged Pokemon to slide across the floor on his paws. Typhlosion looks forward and stands ready*
Atomic Scientist: You remarked how a trained Pokemon is better than a stolen one, but what you have is a worthless Typhlosion that was rightfully trained by you. Trained or stolen, a strong Pokemon is a strong Pokemon. You seem to be wrong on your own views.
Trainer: Typhlosion! Use another Flamewheel!
*Typhlosion dashes at the Banette once more. The ghost Pokemon seems ready this time*
Atomic Scientist: Not that move again. Banette, prepare yourself!
*Typhlosion smashes into the opponent head-on, causing damage. The two Pokemon seem to be locked with their foreheads pressed on each other, and right after--the Flamewheel’s fire blazes out around Typhlosion--signifying the attack has ended, but before the fire Pokemon could pull back...*
Atomic Scientist: TOXIC!
*Banette points it’s arms at Typhlosion and shoots it’s poison attack from out of it’s arms--lathering the fire Pokemon’s body in ooze. The poison vanishes seconds later, completing the move. Even after the devious attack, the two Pokemon still have their foreheads pressed with one another*
Atomic Scientist: It’s about over. The poison will increase damage on your Pokemon with each turn, making it weaker and much easier to defeat! Recall your Pokemon or let it fall. No matter how you see it, my victory is near!
Trainer: You don’t see the obvious choice that’s left! We’ll fight through the pain and win!! Use Lava Plume!!
*Typhlosion begins to growl. His growl grows louder with determination and right after, it erupts a strong lava attack from out of the flame on his back. The move shoots magma in a circle around the floor level--creating holes in the walls of the tower. With the attack in face range of the ghost Pokemon, the fire attack causes a Critical Hit on Banette. Banette is launched back and bounces across the ground; propelled to a stop in front of its trainer. With it laying on it’s front, the ghost doll slowly tries to recover by standing up, but it faints a second later with a dying growl. Banette returns back into it’s Pokeball. In shock of his defeat, the Atomic grunt pulls his hair in frustration*
Atomic Scientist: NO DAMN KID COULD EVER--
Trainer: You really need more practice, and better stolen Pokemon! *laughs* Return!
*Typhlosion is recalled into it’s Pokeball and put aside on the teen’s belt*
Atomic Scientist: I may have lost, but no one will ever know of this!!
*The scientist rushes to the back of the floor and snatches a rectangle device off a table. He starts pushing buttons and slams the device against an undamaged part of the wall on his left*
Atomic Scientist: No one will know. Hehehe!
Trainer: What did you do? Is that what I think it is??
Atomic Scientist: This whole building has been planted with explosives long before your arrival and interference. We had them implement incase our plans went wrong. And so they have. This mistake of mine will be as if it never happened. And no one would know an annoying brat trainer like you caused today’s downfall!
Trainer: It’s not like no one would know I was here! *nervous open smile*
Atomic Scientist: Even if I did let you go before I pressed the detonator button, I’d know you were present. I would remember the face of the stupid kid that beat me and I would regret not having the satisfaction of revenge! Now with you gone, I will eventually forget this whole ordeal. *crazy laughter*
Trainer: ...You have issues. And you’re a sore loser!! Destroying a building just because a kid defeated you in a Pokemon battle!?
*The Atomic further increases his crazed laughter*
Atomic Scientist: What will you do now? The timer was set to seven minutes, now you have less than six.
Trainer: You could have told me that!!
Atomic Scientist: I didn’t want to. I want you to die. But look what I have here.
*From inside his jacket pocket, the scientist pulls out a remote with a lone button that reads “Teleporter”*
Atomic Scientist: Have fun painfully dying! Almost five now!
*The lunatic scientist pushes the button on the device and vanishes in a green light*
Trainer: UGH! What am I going to do? I ran out of escape ropes. I have no flying Pokemon to fly out with. My other Pokemon aren’t suited to guide us out. If I use Typhlosion to ride on him towards the exit, we’d both die in the explosion when the timer goes off. If I run on my own while keeping my Pokemon safe in their Pokeballs, they would remain alive while I’d be killed in the explosion. Wait, can a Pokeball survive an explosion? UH! I can’t spend time just standing here and think!
*In a sprint, the trainer runs down the fleet of stairs, even with twenty levels of floors and stairs to pass--he rushes towards the exit with everything he has. As the trainer passes some number of rooms, books and filled scientific beaker bottles can be seen on tables. These books contain journal entries of every legendary Pokemon in existence. These collected data journals include their locations and their type weaknesses. The teen keeps sprinting down the remaining twelve floors with only ten seconds left. The trainer steps on the eleventh floor when the bombs in the building begin to detonate. Starting from the bottom floor, every inner level of the building is destroyed with one second apart from each other. The teen trainer hears many booms coming from the bottom levels of the tower--heading straight towards him. He reverses his direction and heads back towards the top. And as he rushes up the twelfth floor’s staircase, the explosions catch up with him once he sets foot on the thirteenth floor. Smoke and the detonation of the building level’s annihilation blast him upward as he’s swallowed by the blackness of the smog. With the explosions destroying chunks of each level’s ceiling above the trainer, the damage the explosions cause--allow the trainer to pass through each broken ceiling to the twentieth floor where he hits a solid part of the ceiling above him and lands onto an undamaged part of the floor--face down unconsciously. The last explosion erupts on the final level above the trainer, ending the chain reaction of explosions. Minutes pass. The tower didn’t collapse, but the insides are in ruin and charcoaled with building debris scattered across the floor of each level--along with furniture and items that once stood on each level’s floors. Parts of each floor’s staircases are damaged and somewhat unscalable. The actual floors of the building have gaping holes in them. Smog lingers the air of the wasteland. Moments after, police sirens are wailing towards the building that reacted to the extremely loud commotion cause by the bombs’ detonation. The smoke slowly clears throughout the edifice. On every floor level, data books are scattered and damaged, beaker bottles are broken with liquid spilled on the floor. What liquid the bottles contained are now spread on the floor. Still unconscious, the trainer seems to be laying on his front side of the twentieth floor. Seconds later, he begins to awaken as he feels something strange within his body. He gets up slowly and stands straight with a feeling that he had the wind knocked out of him*
Trainer: What just happened? Didn’t the building collapse? Aren’t I supposed to be dead? I know I couldn’t survive that.
*The teen looks around and sees the destruction the explosions caused*
Trainer: What type of cheap explosives does Team Atomic use? First many Atomics couldn’t defeat me on the way up here, and now they also make lousy bombs that couldn’t kill me or make this tower fall. How much can they lose at? *gives a faint chuckle* ...Aside from that, I have this strange feeling within my body. Am I injured in any way?
*The teen touches his head and feels that his hair has spiked up. Unknown to him, his hair has changed to a golden yellow color. In confusion, he retracts his hands and sees nothing wrong in his palms. For assurance of what he’s feeling, he touches his hair again*
Trainer: What is this I’m feeling? Something is wrong. Why is my hair--
*Interrupting the trainer, the chief of police speaks over a megaphone outside the building. His loud talking echos throughout the inside of the building*
Chief: Is anyone in there? As I speak, a group of special ops and their trained Pokemon are searching the inside of this building. If you’re one of the vanda-lists that has damaged this memorial station, you’ll be found and put under arrest!
*Sounds of banging footsteps are rapidly stomping many floors below the trainer. The special ops are moving to the top of the tower*
Trainer: AH!! If I’m found, they’ll think I’m one of the Atomics that destroyed this tower!! How do I get out of here? I can’t go down!
*With little options left on what to do, the teen notices a damaged staircase on his right and scales it to the twenty-first floor where he had his battle with the Atomic scientist. On the top level, the trainer stops by the right wall and overlooks the opposite side of the floor--seeing that there’s nowhere else to go*
Trainer: +This is where I started! That’s it, they’ve blocked me in! There’s no other way out! What do I do?+
*The teen tightens his fist with lost hope. His anger rises, and then, a fiery yellow aura blazes around his body. He begins to levitate off the ground without noticing. A second after, the trainer notices with surprise*
Trainer: WHAT?! Why am I-- Forget it. If I can flying, I can leave without being caught.
*The teen sees from the wall he’s facing that there’s a large gaping hole*
Trainer: That’s one of the holes Typhlosion made during the match. But are the police or any group of people on the other side of that gap?
*The trainer hovers towards the hole and carefully peeks around the corner and to the ground. No people are crowded on this side of the building, and with the view--the hole overlooks the ocean ahead*
Trainer: What a relief, there’s nobody around. They must be on some other side of the building.
*A split second later, thundering footsteps of the special squad are nearing the top floor*
Trainer: Now’s my only chance!
*Through instinct, the trainer raises his energy and flies east out of the tower and towards the ocean. The squad arrives on the twenty-first floor where the trainer was. They just missed him by mere seconds. Some of the squad members and their Pokemon walk around the level--looking for clues of who was present when the building was damaged. The Squad Captain oversees his fellow officers. Seeing that their search has been for nothing, the Captain notifies his boss via headset*
Squad Captain: Chief, there’s no sign of anyone in the building. We’ve searched each level and didn’t encounter any evidence of who or what caused this memorial’s inner destruction. It’s nothing but a deserted battlefield.
Chief: The vandals who caused the explosions must have fled after they ignited their detonators. Alright, recall your men and Pokemon. There isn’t anything else we could act upon.
Squad Captain: Over. *to squad* You heard him! Everyone back down!!
*The squad and their Pokemon leave the site as easily as they entered. Over the ocean, the trainer continues flying his way towards an unknown destination. Thoughts begin to drown his mind*
Trainer: +What happened back there? Shouldn’t I have died when the explosions engulfed me? Why am I... “transformed” like this? And why do I suddenly feel the presence of everything that surrounds me? Wait...+ TYPHLOSION! I need to rush him to a Pokemon Center! Even as I fly, and while he’s inside his Pokeball, I can feel his health’s in danger. The next time his Pokeball opens, his health will deplete before I can help him.
*The teen grabs onto his belt’s right side with his right palm and grasps Typhlosion’s Pokeball. Hurrying his pace, the young trainer’s inner instinct kicks in, which he raises his power and flies quicker for land. An island and its closest small village appears in the upcoming horizon. As he nears land, the trainer begins to feel dizzy; revealing the toll that the building’s devastation gave on his body. Slowly, the trainer starts to drift down towards the ocean water. To keep himself in the air, the teen fights the urge to faint and ascends a bit higher, but again he floats downward. This repeats a couple of times and the trainer holds onto his consciousness to keep himself in the air to prevent himself from a harsh crash into the water. A couple of minutes pass and the teen hangs on long enough to make it above the island and the small village. Moments after his arrival, the trainer faints completely. He descends in an angle and crashes into trees and other shrubbery; seconds later--he hits the ground and slides many yards into a stop--many feet not far from a house. The teen lays on his front side--motionless with his face pointed to the right. From the crash into the ground, Typhlosion’s Pokeball has fallen off the trainer’s belt and now lays on his right side. A few moments pass. A tall black silhouette walks over to he teen's body and stands over him. This person picks the trainer off the ground and carries him towards the house*
End of Chapter 1.
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