PKHT Saga One: Origin

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Chapter 5-Friendly Confrontation?

After resting, we walk along. Lots of rock formations are all over the place. How odd... We soon approach the entryway of a town. City?

Jim: So this is the city?

Ash: Yeah, pika. This is Pewter.

Someone approaches the group.

Suzie: Vul vulpix?

Walter: eel Seel?

Misty: Seel, that guys coming toward us..

Jim: Lemme see...

I take a look at the area, then to the creaure approaching.

Jim: A...wartortle PKH Lv.2?

Hmm.. Guy who looks in his mid 20's, dark green hair seperated from the middle of his scalp. Wearing a black t-shirt with a large shell from a ripped hole from his back. Grey jeans with a hole, his tail immobile behnd himself. The creature is barefoot. His retnas(of his eyes) are a light blue. His mouth is of a wartortle's and intead of having fingernails/toenails, he's equiped with dull short white claws. The hybrid walks to our group, and waves.

WartortlePKH: tortle...hello all, and welcome, to neo-Pewter!

Jim: Eh, and you are...?

WartortlePKH: Forgive me Jim, where are my manners.. I'm Ben.

Jim: What? How'd you know me...

Ben: Word travels fast for somone who sees cearly now.

Walter: Seel...

Ash: What?

He points to a few people passing through. Two clefairy PKH Lv.2 girls pass by, giggling. Suzie looks up, and a boy is on top of a large Pidgeot Lv.3 PKH flying, seeming like father and son. Misty looks to the left, and a couple, is walking, smiling. 'cept, that the boyfriend is a Dodrio Lv.4 PKH and the girlfriend is a Magikarp Lv.1 PKH. I start to look around the area idly, and see all of these PKHs and humans..co-existing?!

Jim: Damn, what the fuck is with this city?

There is absolute silence... I look around, and every living creature stops what they're doing..and looks at me. I look in front to Ben, and he looks sadly offended.

Ben: Is...there...something wrong with it?

Jim: No, not to that extreme, but... why is there peace with humans and pokéhybrids?

Everyone gives a sigh of reief in their own way, and carry on their business. The group wander off, not

caring too much on the discussion I was having, amazed on looking at all of the PKHs. Ash stays focused on the discusion.

Ash: Pika pika! ::Atracted attention::

Ash walks near Ben and I. I look to my lower left to him.

Jim: Ash, what's your opinion about what happened in this city?

Ash: I guess...that everyone is peacefull, almost like they dun notice the pika pi altered forms of their fellow people...

Ash looks toward a femaly Krabby Lv.3-4 PKH. I look at what he’s seeing.

Jim(thinking): Oh god... Her body, looks changed, so drastically...

Her entire body has the exoskeleton and color scheme of a Krabby. Her hands are replaced with crab claws. From below her back, she has a long stomach (looks like a ‘taur in a sense) and all six of her clearly human legs are to the sides of her taur-like self. Her feet are light red on her soles, and so are her

toenails.

Jim(wispering to Ash): Hell, I could ride her...

Ash giggles like a Pikachu for a bit.

Jim: ...why so many hybrids around here, and no TR activity?

Ben: Well, you see, in a sense... They did cause the TFs to everyone, but they won’t come near this city.

We have a treaty that keeps the peace here. ...but, to finish your first question....

Ben sighs with a soft growl.

Ben: Everyone here saw it..

Jim: Yes...? Oh, you don’t mean...

Ben: ...the MewTwo...

Jim: That heartless freak... he showed himself?!

Ben: ::nods:: Yes...With his bare hands...Used a psi move, covered the city in a pink dome... Without

pokemon fusion... TFed... a good number of us...

Jim(thinking): Hell no... TF..Bomb..?! But I thought I..

The female Krabby PKH waves to some people, and approaches me. As in right for me.

Ben: ...80%-90% of every human here became a random PKH. Some weren’t effected, or to what I think,

are hiding their pokemon parts, might be Lv.1s.

Jim: -_- ..aww...that sucks...

Ben starts to look down, closing his eyes, a depressed look on his face. Without warning..

Jim: Ben...It’s alright...

..I put my right hand onto his left shoulder, to try to comfort the guy.

Ben: Unh...my shell...my back...

I sigh sadly..

Ben: Wartortle tortle... never forgot the pain...

Jim: -.’ So that’s why... Most of your citizens were TFed. Clearly, somehow... Looks like everyone didn’t go berzerk...Amasing...

Ash: From the looks of things, ..everyone can’t be angry at all! So, they live in harmony..

The Krabby girl walks up to me, to the right of Ben.

KrabbyPKH: Krabby! Hello, i’m Tiffany.

Jim: Oh, uh...hi.

Ben looks over to her, and smiles.

Ben: As we have thought, he has changed for the better. Just needs some more time to re-allign himself from the wicked ways of the Rockets.

Jim(thinking): Que Pasa turtle boy?

Jim: Eh....thanks.

Tiffany: Now that that’s over, krab, i’ll show you around here.

Jim: Heh. A tour guide.

Ben: Actually...it’s more like a guided tour. You see... We utilize our pokemon halfs as also a mode of transportation, like that Pidgeot flying with his son, and that Dodrio boyfriend with a Magikarp girlfriend on his back.

I stay silent, I look down to Ash, and hand him several $20s. He grabs the cash with his tail, and puts it in his pockets.

Jim: Get yourself and everyone else somethin’. I’ll be fine alone. Meet back here in a few hours.

Ash: Pika. ::nods::

Jim: If anything happens that’s criticaly important, meet right here.

Ash: Sure thing Jim.

Ash walks off, and as does everyone else from my view.

Ben: Alright then, guess i’ll be going. Maybe we’ll see eachother again.

Jim: Alright.

Ben walks off from the two.

Tiffany: I’ll show you around...

Turning around, I saw her back. Getting a queasy feeling, I look at what I can only describe as a thin cloth acting for a saddle.

Jim(thinking): Hell no, I can’t ride her...Jim, she isn’t a pokemon...

I have a distraught look on my face, looking at her back. Tiff looks back, wondering why I didn’t go ontop of her back.

Jim: Uh....I don’t know....about riding on your back....It doesn’t feel right....

She lowers her head, looking to her side.

Tiffany: Well...it’s alright with me....I’m okay with it. I..kraaaby...don’t know...I feel that if you do not want a ride with me...

I see her eyes close, a tear start to dribble down her cheek.

Tiffany: ...I feel that i’m roaming the world, ...a freak...

I tense...

Jim(thinking): Is riding on some PKHs a kind of custom? Riding PKHs, gives a sense, of worthiness? Refusing a ride is a sense of rejection, of the entire person, shunning them... Intresting... When rejected, becomes an enemy to the world, giving up their human side...

I take a deep breath.

Jim: Hey Tiff, dun cry...

Tiffany: ...krabby... ::sniff:: ...krabby...

Jim: ...sorry, i’m still kinda knew of this. You heard turtle boy. I’ll go on. Hell, I wanted to go on from when I just took a glance at ya.

Tiffany: ..you’re serious?

Jim: o.O; I’m an ex-PKH Hunter. You do the math.

She wipes off her tears with her shirt, well grabbing them carefully with her left hand, uh I mean claw.

Tiffany: Krabby krabby! Thank you for understanding...

Jim: t’s alright...

I try to climb up onto her back, but I trip to my knees while doing so.

Jim: o.-; Ow.

Tiffany: Here.

She stretches out her middle left leg over to me.

Tiffany: Grab on.

Jim(thinks): Oh damn, this is so kewl and fucked at the same time..

I shrugg, and grab her leg. She lifts me upwards, and lowers her leg, back to it’s regular position as I slide onto her back, leaning against her human back with my own back, feet dangling on her butt.

Jim: o.o -(!) Legs are extremely flexable, and strong..

Tiffany: Thanks. : )

She turns her head, and starts to walk. While walking, I see a Ratatta Lv.4 and a plain Ratatta pokemon talking to eachother.

Ratatta Boy: Rattitat! rrrrrrat? <Hiya, you okay?>

Ratatta PKMN(smiling): rat! <Yesh!>

Jim(thinking): Cute, I think...

Shaking my head, I look behind myself to Tiff.

Jim: Hey, this is weird, but cool..

Tiffany: What makes you say that?

I clear my throat, trying to prove a point. Or joking..

Jim: Let’s see here.. On top of a 16 yr old girl’s back who’s half crab as a tour guide and ride rolled into one in a town where pokehybrids live in harmony. Whatdaya think?

Tiffany gives a somewhat weird look at me, but smiling.

Tiffany: ^_~ As long as you’re okay with how we are and what we are, it’s okay.

So, I ride around her back.

~While that was going on...

Ben:.....sir.......he’s here.

There’s silence, and he walks out of the large building, looking for Jim.

Ben: Now to go where Tiffany left Jim..

~Now back to me..

As I have sat down on her back, she showed me around some areas, some stores parks, and such for about a half hour. The Krabby girl pointing to a familliar eatery...

Tiffany: ..and here’s an International House of Pancakes. Well, here’s where you get off.

Hello, we have an IHOP in our midsts.

Jim: Okay.

I dismount off of her back, and walk around a bit.

Jim: o.o; Ah. My legs got numb..

Tiffany: I’m going back to see if anyone else needs a ride. You can have something to eat here. Krabby. Later Jim.

Jim: c ya around..

I walk in, and Tiffany walks away from me. As I enter, it is 100% PKH teritory... Looking all around, i’m being watched, almost by everyone... Standing around, I see one of those glass shelves that hold cakes, a soft drink dispenser, and a ChanseyPKH walks up to me.

ChanseyPKH: Chaaansey! Hi! Please, wait to be seated.

Jim: Eh......okay.

I look all over her. (In other words, "Description of current creature".) She smiles.

ChanseyPKH: ooo! Is he checking me out? ^_^ What a nice guy..

...anyways, a woman with light pink hair. From through her hair, she has the flaps of skin of a Chansey’s. In a sense, she kinda looks like a Nurse Joy and a Chansey but with dark brown hair and no medic hat in a waitress’ outfit. She has the body structure(basic outline look) of a Chansey. She looks all around herself, and spots a table.

Jim: You could say that. ‘_-

ChanseyPKH: Oh, a table’s nearby. Please, follow me.

I just follow, and the eyes of the room still glance at me..

Jim(thinks): ...dammit, leave me alone!

I follow her to a table accomidated for two people. I sit down.

Jim: Alright, thanks.

ChanseyPKH: Chan.....sey! ^_^ <You’re welcome!> A waitress will be here in a minute or so.

I nod, she leaves.

To the left is a small wall, and glass above it, I start to look at the PKHs taking a glance to me, but they look away. To my right, is a booth similar to mine, but the wall is at the right, glass of the outside window. A MachampPKH guy glares a mean pissed-off look onto me. Another male, a FearowPKH, looks to both him and me.

Fearow(wispery): You’re not gonna do what I think ya gonna do, are ya?

Jim: ...what the hell do ya want, i’m just gettin’ some lunch here...

I look to the FearowPKH. Red long-sleeved light cotton shirt with large feathery wings freely moving around a clean slit in his shirt. They’re attached to his back, still has arms eh?Jeans exposing a feathery tail from a perfectly fit hole. His feet are completely human, skin and color, bare, V shaped outward, with three long large human toes, human toenails on each toe. Odd, custom-made sandals are on them.. His body is consumed by small feathers, and a beak has replaces once human lips. Taking a bite to his cheeseburger, he has four fingered hands with and opposible thumb.

Jim(thinks): Note to self, there’s a PKH clothing shop?

The MachampPKH stands, and I look all over him. His entire body is as hard as a rock, body shape resembling as of a Machamps, but has a A-shirt(those tight white shirts that muscular guys wear) on, modified so it supports four arms. He has torn jeans, look like shorts now. fingernails/toenails remain, and are in a darker shade than his skin. I give a cold look back to the Machamp, signaing for him to back off. He stands and gets offended. The Fearow guy looks at me, still chewing.

FearowPKH: caww... Kid, stop while you’re ahead...

Jim: ...Why should I? I didn’t do a damn thing.

I stand, and look up to the buff PKH.

MachampPKH: Now why are you showing your butt around here? Leave us alone! Your kind isn’t wanted around in these parts!

Jim: Oh, is it because i’m an EX-Hybrid Hunter?! I’m just tryin to get a bite to eat around me.

I swore I saw some movement fron behind the Machamp, but it must have been my imagination. probally must have been his back arms.

MachampPKH: How do I know you’re not send here to kill us all?!

People gasp in fear, looking near us.

Jim: Hmm, let’s see. First off, i’m alone! Second off, if I would have tried to kill everyone here, we wouldn’t even be having thins conversation! I sure as hell have a right to be in here! Maybe if you havent noticed, i’m not attacking anyone!

The two of us look at each other in a silent stare. Some people look to the scene that had appeared, all because of my very existance. 20 seconds pass, and I just felt like saying..:

Jim: .....You’re a fucking animal, ya know that?

The Machamp growls loudly...

Jim: .....If we can not settle this in a civilised matter and such, guess your fists will act as your mouth. Your actions.

So what? I ticked off the big buff guy. What’s he gonna do in front of all of these people?

MachampPKH: Grrrrrrr....RRRRRR!!!!

He gives a punch with his front left arm to me. WIthout hesitation, I move to my left a bit.

MachampPKH: Maaa......chaaaammmmpppp....?! <Wha...!?>

I resume a regular military standing position.

Jim: Heh. There’s alot you dun know about me. Suits you right you have a mental block when angry.

MachampPKH: Chhhhamp? <What...?>

Jim: Anger triggers your pokemon side, making you not being able to talk like a human, and in greater versions, make one’s mind to a wild animal.

I grin, laughing a bit.

MachampPKH: Maaaaaaaa....Machamp.... <Stop laughing... at me...>

He squints, trying to focus on his human side, to concentrate.

Jim: You really want a piece of me?

MachampPKH: Grrrrrrr.....

I give an evil grin, looking away from him, closing my eyes.

Jim: Let yourself go. .....Come on. Be the animal that you have become.....

I take a look to his eyes, as does a few other people. The MachampPKH’s eyes, went from a normal brown human retnas, to of his inner self, of a pokemon’s. All of his fists cleanch as tight as he can, and he growls as loud as he can. Some PKHs run out saying "Ah! A fight’s gonna break out!" While some don’t even care, or simply watch. My enemy pulls his punches. Front right foward punch. Counter-attacking, I swing with my right hand to hit it’s elbow. The Machamp retaliates with a back left uppercut. In return, I smack that arm’s rist with my right elbow. The creatures near us gasped in amasement, how fast the Machamp pulled his punches, and I retaliated twice as fast. Then, in my head, it was like I set myself into slow motion...

Jim(thinking): Ya got nothin to lose...

I extend my right hand to his chest, and open my palm slowly. A white/grey surge of energy seems to be charging up, as of building up energy. People shriek, say their pokemon half’s name in amasement, as they heard what I had said next...

Jim: Hyper.....BEAM!

The orb shatters, it extending to a solid 6 inch diameter beam of blue-colored energy, to create an impacted attack due to the close range. Upon first look, I see him as his standing position was blocking something, as if he was protecting some...thing. The Machamp goes flying backwards, crashing through the nearby glass where he was sitting, and was knocked outside. As my twisted smile showed how pleased I was because the Hyper Beam was definately effective, It lowers, to a small frown. My mental assumption, ...was right. There, right after the big ‘ol buff guy was airborne, ...dammit, the buff guy’s a dad... I see a Machop kid, 4ft 3in, Lv.3PKH. All in all a Machop with a 7 yr old’s clothing, brown loose cury hair, and human fingers/toes visible. His green chubi eyes, just staring right at me at that moment, just crushing me inside. I lower my arm, damage done, Machamp dad starting to get up.

Machop Kid: Noooooo!

The child looks to his father.

Machop Kid: ;_; d-d-d-daddy!!!!

He jumps right to the hole in the glass, to help him up. The two look back at me in fear, and run out of my visual sight. The creatures around me blink in amasement.

FearowPKH: O.O Cawww..... That’s..... Not good.....

The Fearow who was sitting next to the Machamp slowly stands, and runs away, flying one he reached outside. I walk to my seat, and looking around to the croud.

Jim: u_u .....What are ya looking at? He confronted me, and I retaliated. He brought it upon himself.

I sit down, and pury my head with my arms, sighing.

Jim: u.u Ugh..... What a mess..... Someone strike me down.....

I look down to the ground, sighing sadly. I blink, something’s in my way. Short yellow-furred feet wiggle their toes up and down from the brown leather sandals of very few straps. Her toenails were of a dull yellow, and her ankles were oddly huge, for her protruding V-shaped feet. I assume fem size 11. I smirk oddly to the sight, and I hear a girl giggling softly. Looking upwards, are yellow furred long legs, with protruding knees. Wearing short denim shorts. Going upwards, I see her furry cute belly. Innie. To the sides of her stomach are the ends of furred brown triangles. Duh, PikachuPKH. A Pikachu’s tail sways idly out of a hole from between her back short pockets, 3 ft long. I see her face. She gives a soft smile.

Pikachu Girl: ^_^ Pi.... Pikachu.... <Hee hee.... You think I look cute....>

Face has the obvious red circles on her cheeks, her eyes were large & blue, and she had a small mussle. Rather her mouth is still human, but extended outwards by an inch, and two inches outward of her nostrils, human nose completely back. Her ears are kinda like an elf’s, but far larger, pikachu-furred and only a small human earlobe where her human ears once were. Her arms were furred as well, homding a note pad and a pencil. Fingernails are dull yellow.

Pikachu Girl: So you’re this Jim fellow, all town has been talking about.

Jim: o.- Unnn... Word travels fast...

I hang my head down against the table, arms covering my vision. She caresses my neck with her fingernails, and giggles.

Pikachu Girl: n.n Aww... I don’t hate you. You’re not bad at all.

Jim: u.o ....really?

Pikachu Girl: ::giggles:: ^_^ Of course, silly! You’re an EX-Rocket. I’m Elena.

I put my arms down, as she rubs my neck a bit, then puts her hands back to a sitting position, and sits at my table.

Jim: I’m Jim. Nice to meet ya lass.

She writes down some stuff down.

Elena: Pika. So, whacha like?

Jim: Two Diet Cokes or Diet Pepsis, whichever brand ya got, and a double bacon cheeseburger with fries.

Elena: Ooh, no wonder you eat alot. Need it for your active energy.

Jim: ::shruggs:: ‘_-

Elena: ^_^ Piiiikachu! Your order is coming right out.

Jim: Thanks.

So, I wait a bit. 3 minutes. Wow, this IHOP kicks ass. Elena brings out the food, and I gobble it up quickly.

Elena: o.o; Pi Pikachu. That was quick.

Jim: ^^; That was good. So, how much do I owe ya?

Elena: Nothing. t’s on the house!

Jim: Really?

I pause... Astonished, or... Perhaps something greater? I shrug.

Jim: Uh, thanks! Thanks alot!

Elena: ^_^ It’s okay. Now run along now! Pi! <Bye!>

I walk away smiling. Once she walked to the opposite direction I was in, I frowned...

Jim(thinking): Yeah. Riiiight. Just as I step into this town, there’s a welcoming committy? Then the Krabby girl, just so happens to lead me here, where right when I site down, some guy want’s a piece of my ass? Then the cute chick becomes seriious when writing my lunch order? It is too suspicious...

I sigh, cursing as I walk near the exit. Sure enough, Tiffany and Ben are right there, waiting for me.

Ben: Oh hey Jim!

Tiffany: Oh what a suprise! It’s -

I cut her off.

Jim: Oh save it, Bitch! I figured it out.

Tiffany gets a bit teary eyed, and Ben steps up to me.

Ben: Why’d you say that for?!

Jim: Why’d you set all of this up?! You expecting me to do something for you?! Is that it?! I want some answers, before I make a creature draw blood....

I cleanch my fists, looking to them. Tiffany hangs her head, and sighs.

Tiffany: ...that’s it, almost...

Jim: .....eh?

Ben: You see, all of this was to check how you were.

Jim: ‘_’ A friggin test?! That’s it?!

Ben: Halfway there, but....

Jim: But....what?

Tiffany: .....someone, is expecting you.

I roll my eyes.

Jim: You know, you should have just told me straight up. You got me mortified by using a Hyper Beam on a Machamp and seeing a kid cry from it.

The two gasp.

Tiffany: WHAT?!

Ben: You??? Used a Hyper Beam?

Jim: o.- Oh great. You two wondered why glass was broken in this IHOP.

Tiffany: We uh, kraaaaabby... Thought you got thrown out.

Ben: And Harry the Machamp just walked off with his son.

Jim: ...so screw it. ...lead the way. u_u sigh...

I look down at the ground, feeling depressed.

Jim: All of this was to eSuzieuate how I acted?

Tiffany nods, trying to shrug off the profanity, covering her tears from myself.

Jim: Heh, so someone wants to see me bad eh?

All of us walk along, to a large building.

Jim: Eh...? The heck is this place?

The two shove me into the darkness of a crack in the front doorway. To me, the force of Tiffany was stronger than Ben’s. I try to look around, but all I see is complete darkness. The sound of my breathing, and a whirring of a few security cameras was all I can hear. An intercom system turns on, and some odd music turns on...

~Out of my prespective...

Practically every TV in the city was switched to a bald guy in a suit, with that corny "Special Report" intro music.

Reporter: Now, Jim is into the batle arena.

Near a TV, Water was talking to a Gyrados pokemon, and turns around to watch the newscast.

Reporter: Seems that he passed through the trials, and all in all changed his ways, minus the attitude.

Down a street, Misty and Ash keep trying to mess up each other’s hair, flipper and Pika tail. They turn to a TV from a shop window, becoming interested.

Reporter: Now, something you fellow Viridians. The battle between our hero, against the agent of darkness known to us as "Jim"?

Suzie lounges around in a park, laying on some grass, and a legged FlareonPKH runs to her, a Radio in his teeth, having the same "Special Report" reporter talking away.

~Back to me.

Intercom: Who will survive? Let’s just watch!

I almost fall over to an anime drop...

Jim: x.x Damn. I’m in a battle. Great...

I frantically look around, hoping I fumble around to activate a light switch. Instead, I hear a very load roar...

Jim: o_o Uh.....

???: Is it possible... for such a creature as yourself... To change anew for the better, so easily?

Jim: Eh? The hell are you?

I look around, then from a distance, my eyes see the angry gaze, or an Onyx’s. Glow in the dark eyes? Seconds pass, and all I see is darkness again.

Jim: Wait... That voice sounds...fammiliar. I doubt it you’re an intelligent pokemon, (TR’s Meowth, an example) also known as a pokeboy. (or pokegirl. of the opposite sex.)

???: Far, from it...

A click of a light switch is heard, and a lamp turns on, hanging from the ceiling. I look, and gasp...

Jim: o.O -(?!) You’re... Brock?! The hell is up with this?!

My mouth is agape as I scan all over his body. To his lower section, his dark khakis are torn from the pant legs seperating each other, kind of like some odd skirt, cause they’re sewn together. His legs are of an onyx’s, but with slightly smoothed out boulder segments, visibly seen 3 ft below of his khakis, and Machoke/humanish feet at the tip of his tail legs. On the back of his head, is protruding flesh that is shaped of an Onyx’s, through his head. Checking closely, all of his nails are circulary stubby, colored dark grey. What was really creepy, was that his entire body was still in the same body tone color as usual, his stomach, arms, and head were human, ‘cept for those large eyes of an Onyx’s with large human light grey retnas. Closes his eyes eventually, to stay in his meditating/thinking face. How does he see like that, a 'la Harry Solomon from '3rd Rock' I dunno, but that’s the least of my concerns right now. Onyx ‘taur Lv.2-3 PKH.

Brock: So, we meet again, Jim...

Jim: Ya... And damn, you dun look so good...

Brock looks down sadly, well I think, based on his facial expression.

Brock: I’ve been changed, horrifically, with my pokemon...

Jim: So I see. ...well, where’s the rest of ‘em?

He looks up to the ceiling.

Brock: (yelling): Okay, turn all of the lights on!

Jim: o_o -(..?) Eh?

The room is brightened by the entire gym. Ya, got led into the Viridian City gym and I didn’t realize it. Similar lights flicker on from all over the room that are like the one that’s over Brock. I give a pause, and see kids... all PKHs... Boy Nidoran, Geodude, Ratatta, and Growlithe PKHs. Girl Nidoran, Sandshrew, Vulpix, and Aerodactyl PKHs.

((Dunno if I can specify how many bros and sisters Brock has, so tell me what’s the actual number of boys/girls if ya can!))

Brock: ...they fused with my brothers and sisters.

Jim: PKH type fusion... MewTwo?

Brock nods.

Jim: But that’s obviously not the reason i’m here.

Brock: Correct. ...let’s see what you can do...

He puts up his arms up to a fighting position, cleanching his fists. I put my arms up as well, to battle position.

Brock: It was very different in the past when I met you. But after your escape from TR I don’t know how you are, now that PKHs are becoming more widespread. ...I do not believe you have changed. You may have helped me in the past, but the only way to stop your force, ..is to kill you.

Jim: ...you can believe what you want to believe. You sent those PKHs to check on me, and you still wanna kill me. Heh, goes against everything you used to be...

Brock looks to the multiple cameras, then to me.

Brock: I’ve changed. Just look at me... but nevermind that. Everyone in Viridia is watching.

Jim: ‘_- So what the f- are we waiting for!? Let’s do this!!!

The two run toward each other, in their own way. Myself to regular running, Brock by slithering. We stop at the white pokeball line on the ground, sizing the other enemy out. I take the initiative and try to attack with a few blows from my finger gloved hands...

Jim: ...owww...

Brock: ...jeez, i’m that strong, and I don’t even realize it...

Brock snaps out of his sedimental side of himself, and goes to battle mode.

Brock: Why don’t you just give up? You have no chance of destroying me without the help of your friends.

Saying that while i’m cleanching my fists in pain, he moves his legs behind himself, and I can visibly see, veins becomg tense on his segmented rock tail....

Jim(thinks): Brace yourself! But wouldn’t that just make you sustain more damage?

Brock: ...Tail Whip!

I take my chance, and jump upwards. Seeing this, Brock hesitates, and delibrately times the force of the blow to head for my legs. He sweeps me off my feet, grapples onto my legs with his, and slams me to the ground on my back, hitting my head hard.

Jim: .....ugh...... Might actually lose this one, and so much more......

Brock backs away, and looks to me.

Brock: So, how does it feel?

Jim: o.- Not good.

He smirks evily.

Brock: It will not be long before I rid you from our very existance!

Jim: o.O; ooookay, your pokemon self is screwy... Only I may say such serious things.

I roll backwards, then jump to my feet, looking to him. I see one of his segments of his legs, become loose. The boulder rolls to the ground, and he grasps onto the boulder with the tips of his toes, and backs away several feet. The boulder that he just released, regenerated instantaneously.

Jim: Uh...whacha doing?!

Brock hits his legs to the ground, causing the earth to shake. While he threw his legs down, arched his tail toward me, flinging the boulder right for me.

Brock: Rock Throw!!!

Jim: ...here...we...go...

I pull out my 9mm handguns from my pockets, and open fire toward the boulder, sliding towards it. bits and pieces fly out to several parts of the room, but I managed to evade the boulder by a few inches, due to the declining curve of the throw. I sit up to hyperventilate, somewhat releaved to evade such a devastating attack. The boulder shatters to pieces behind myself. Brock starts to sweat nervously.

Brock: ...y...y....you have a gun?! And two of them?!

I discard my clips, and they fall to the ground. Shoving new clips to my handguns, I stand, aiming the weapons to Brock.

Jim(panting): Well?! You ARE trying to kill me!!! You think I haven't fought other types like yours?

Brock holds his head, and I look on. The two of us stare at each other. His eyes are swelling in tears.

Jim: Whatever guts you have, they’re gone now... Pokemon side took over? For that long? That cetainly won’t happen for a long time, ...maybe even never.

Brock has regained his senses, and damn, he his frightened...

Brock: p..p...please.... Don’t... kill me...

Above me, sobbing of children are heard.

Jim: Like I did not hear that before. Now, my turn to go psycho... >: )

I decide to block off all outside occurances, and I look right to Brock.

Jim: You’re the one who set this up, not me. Twas your own fault for picking a fight...

Brock: <:*( w..w...what?

Jim: Dude, I play alot of RPGs. You called me out. I’m here, and you regain your senses.

Brock: ...but you know it wasn’t my fault!

Jim: Oh, in many ways no, but in some, very much so.

My guns click, finished reloading.

Jim: So..........DIE!!!

I run at him, full force, guns drawn, in front of myself. Slow motion seemed to take place in my eyes. The percise tenth of a second when I pulled the triggers, Brock in desperation, swings his legs up in front of himself, and he holds onto them with his arms. The bullets are unleashed, and Brock roars loudly in pain, but the bullets do not penetrate his boulder segments of his legs. Instead, they fall to the ground after hitting him. They hit them alright, all 16 bullets, knocking him back a bit, but Brock grinds his teeth after the shots have finished firing, the stony flesh regenerating.

Jim: ‘_’ Holy crap...

Brock: >.< ...

Brock opens his eyes, those large Onyx eyes with human retnas, and looks to his legs.

Brock: ;_; ....i’m....alive....?!

I put my guns away, backing away myself. Now i’m freakin’ out.

Jim: o_o oookay, find some way to stop him...

Brock sees this, and tries to make a solution to the two of us. Slithering toward me at a faster rate, extends his tail in front of me, looking to me at eye level. I stop, and look to him.

Brock: Please, we gotta stop this fight... One of us is gonna die if we don’t forefit!

He closes his hands together, in the classic pleading position.

Brock: Please, reconsider...

The tears roll down his eyes. I cleanch my fists tightly, resisting to be sedimental.

Jim(thinking): I can’t get away with this so easily, plus dying would suck right about now. Well, for ME anyways.

I start to feel my back pocket, and find a clip. I immediately shove it to one of my guns, and point it toward his head, he covers his head, sobbing.

Jim(shaking): You know.... damn welll I dun like to kill teens and kids....

~Out of my prespective.

The group have had enough of this sensless battle, only initiated from Brock’s pokemon side. They meet up to the area where Jim was welcomed by the tool PKHs. They nod in agreement, and know damn well what they’re gonna do.

~Back to my prespective.

I move to behind Brock, he’s facing the wall. I smack my back pants pockets with my free left palm, and a loud thud is heard. Brock shivers in fear, not knowing what happened. Looking up, I smirk. The classic Rock-type ultimate weapon was staring right back at me... a sprinkler system. A large network of pipes hang above where Brock and I were.

Jim: Hey Brock?

No responce besides his fear.

Jim: ...Look up.

He looks up, and sees the pipes, all mostly where he was. He gasps turning around, seeing me, my handgun aimed right for it. I laugh a bit, firing upon it. The pipes hiss, then completely explode, ice cold water falling right onto him. I put my gun away, no use for it now.

Brock: >.< AhhhhhHHHHOOOOOOooooooonyx!!!!!

To myself, his skin becomes pale like an Onyx’s as the water touches him. His yelling becomes of a roar, then to vice versa as the water streams upon him. Seconds pass, and he slithers to a few feet away from me, holding his chest up with his arms/hands, hyperventilating, his original color reverting to normal.

Jim: Well I see that now you dun have the water weakness anymore, due to this "incident". That benefit will not be of use to you, now...

Brock coughs up water, and tilts his head up to me.

Brock: Please.... no more.... My, family needs me....

From those words, I cleanch my fists tightly.

Jim: >._ < Least... you... had... one!

A loud banging noise is heard from behind myself, but to me, attacking Brock was my only concern.

Jim: Lonliness sucks... Never had a family, or friends that are still... alive...

Brock looks away from me, tilting his head to his right, kinda looking ashamed.

Jim: Do you know what pain is?!I have suffered, all of my life, and you have had a nice lifestyle. ...you don't know how I feel... no one does!

I cup my hands together. An orb appears from my palms, and starts to grow. It revolves, becoming brighter and brighter, instead of the grey like before. The orb’s circular shape fades, and becomes an unstable orb of energy, a ‘la DBZish.... But, the doors to the gym swing wide open, and I cringe when I hear:

Walter: STOP!!!

I manage to blink twice for less than a second, then I made the pieces fit.

Jim(thinks): This ain’t gonna be good...

White arms grasp onto my legs, while a long tail prys open my arms, making the charging Hyper Beam disappear. A furred body jumps on top of me, while another group of white arms hold down my arms.

(in order of attack)Misty, Ash, Walter, Suzie: Group Tackle Attack!

My body falls to the ground, and I say:

Jim: Eh, what a corny name for an attack, guys.

Misty leers to Ash.

Misty: Blame that to Ash!

Ash: u.u; You still put me down, here with Brock?

Brock’s frown, and tears of sadness, turns to tears of joy, and he wraps his tail to everyone.

Brock: ^_^ Heya guys! Nice to see you all again!

Ash: Hey Brock. You do know, ...Jim tried to use a Hyper Beam Attack.

Misty: Don’t forget he’s the one who brought us here! Seel!

Brock smirks, and looks around for me.

Brock: Jim, you’re really something. I believe ya.

Jim(muffled): And I won’t kill ya.

Misty, Ash, and Brock look around for a bit.

Misty: Jim!!! Where are you?

Suzie: ^.^; Vul Vulpix... Below me.

Everyone backs away and lets go of me.

Walter: Jim... are you okay?

I look like hell, hair all messed up.

Jim: o_x I’ll be okie. ...‘bout the Hyper Beam, i’ll explain that later. I wanna get out of here...

Walter and Brock help me up, and we all walk out of the Gym.

~Several minutes pass, and I recover from the batle, and as does Brock. The threesome talk to eachother about what happened to them, and talk when they have last met. Seemingly like hours.

~The TV announcer of the bout goes into every TV in town, and talks away.

TV Announcer(Pokemon cartoon announcer’s voice): What a fantastic turn of events! The group is reunited once more! Now they trek on, with two new friends, and the mysterious teen, Jim. What will happen to this bunch, only time will tell. Back to you, Cathy.

~After Brock says his goodbyes to his family and sets up his bookbag, everyone sits down in the small park in the city, near the exit road.

Jim: u.u Whew. What a battle. Haven’t had one of those in days. Heh.

Brock: Of course next time, the water won’t save you. ‘_-

Jim: o.o Oh ya. :shruggs:

Ash: So, fearless leader, where to?

Brock looks to him, dumbfounded, and as does eveyryone else but me.

Brock: Thought you were the leader.

Jim: Eh, ...whatever....

I get up, and start walking off.

Suzie: Jim! Waait!

She hops up to all fours again, and follows me.

Walter: Seel! Wait a sec!

He follows.

Misty: No time to waste. Let’s go!

Ash: All right! o_o Hope we dun get lost again.

Brock: Thank god I left the apron at home.

The three smile, and run off, following me.

Jim: >_> ...eh?

Ash: Hou’d you do that!

Jim: What...

Ash: The Hyper Beam, Pika Pika!

Jim: Uh.... can you people keep a secret?

Walter: Maybe.

Misty: Depends if the world deserves the info!

Jim: World? ...you referring me as a hero?

Misty: ^^ Why not? Sounds alright!

Brock: Yeah! Think of the hot chicks you can score with that celebrity status.

I look to Brock.

Jim: Brock, you’re a horn dog. o.O Settle down.

Brock shuts up, and the group giggles. He smiles, seeing it was a joke.

Jim: ...seriously, everyone... You really wanna know?

Suzie: Vullpix! Yesh!

Jim: .....alright, if you say so.

We walk over to past the pathway, for a few mins, then reach a river, with several large trees. I sit down, and everyone else sits around me. Ash lays on large branches a bit upper left above me, Brock laying down to the left of me, Suzie laying close to my right, Walter in front of me, and Misty on branches a bit to the upper right of me.

Jim: Well......here goes......

((Get some past info of my char persona, in the next chapter. Won't be as long as this one. o.^ ))

Created April 12th, 2000 8:50AM(eastern) "Heavily" modified 1/20/01-7/23/01.

Typed July 23rd, 2001 11:00PM(eastern)