PKHT Saga One: Origin

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((Warning, violence in this chapter.))

~When I decided to run off, the thought of isolation swept over me, that I was the only one who had the guts and power to take these bastards down. I did not know at the time why they did not follow me, but  I think they were still in shock from my story. From the short sprint over to the stopping vans that just decided to pull to reverse to stop, most likely to barricade out escape, I shut my eyes...getting my mind set.

Jim: -.- I knew a confrontation with TR would be inevitable...

Brock looks toward my way, still a distance from me. He was puzzled why i'm talking to myself.

Brock: Hey uh, does anybody but me think...that's kinda odd?

Ash: Piiii?

Brock: Jim talking to himself. 

Misty lightly bops his legs as everyone scrambles to my location.

Misty: Don't you know what he is doing?

She rolls her eyes, and focuses them to me.

Misty: Seeeelll... He's speaking what's on his mind.

Walter: That seal, or he is losing his mind.

Jim: ...former combat buddies... Hah! Allies and past affiliations mean nothing anymore.

Brock: Oh, I see. So he can let us know how he feels.

Jim(thinking): ...eh? You said what? That can't be right. Not at all?

Suzie: Oh no... I think, vull,  he got offended... 

Jim(thinking): Screw them all... I'll fight these asses myself or die trying...

I take a slight hop over towards the van, ready to go out like a madman... towards who and what are in the vans.

Jim(thinking): Jumping forward, tear loose to the drivers. Run to slide doors still towards me, which doors are to my sides conveniently, fire and fall to the ground to evade fire, rolling backwards. Dart to a backside of a van, reload, furred yellow what?

The wind must have been an interesting factor... My mid-parted hair was in the way of my puerperal vision, and I wasn't able to see Ash rush over to the side of me. Maybe... 4 yards where I was thinking... Ash stood on his hind legs a small distance from me. I put my arms in the way, but to my surprise, Ash still stood his ground. He fell to his front legs, sighing with a deep "Piiiiikaaa...".

Jim: Ash, you better have a fast explanation why you just did that!

He looks over to me. I can detect the sorrow from it for sure.

Ash: Why do you gotta think that pika,  you are doing this by yourself? We are all in thikas together!

Looking behind myself, I start to see everyone catch up to me. I look to Ash, sighing.

Jim: I'm touched, but... these guys are Hybrid Hunters. What I am.... used to be. They won't stop until we're dead... You better think the same.. 

Two black vans have arrived. They stop, as well do I. 3 seconds after they stop,  my party members stand beside me. Then we see someone with a similar mug...

Jim: Oh, you gotta be shitting me...

Ash/Misty/Brock: It's James!

Jim: o_o Ironic of the names, eh?

Yeah, he emerged from the passenger side of the van to our left. He's donning black TR gear, impressions of armor was behind all of his clothes. Same blue hair though.

James: Ooooh! Looks like we need to capture the Pikachu within the brat... oh we'll just take you.

Ash clenches his toes against the ground, all four legs lowered, growling. Brock and Misty come to his aid, petting his head.

Misty: Seel! Leave him alone, you jerk!

Brock: Yeah! We'll never let you get near him!

I look to Walter. He seems... distant. Taking my look to Suzie, she was so frightened. I motion her to get close to me, and she pads close. I decided to keep my oath with her, focused to her at this harsh time. 'course... means i'm ignoring Walter.

Walter(thinking): This was the plan all along..? To rally up as many hybrids as he can, just to be captured? Why all of this... Why...

I look all around myself... to the distressed hybrids close to be, then I look to James.

James: Hmmm... Jim... Our best Hybrid Hunter... We still need you ya know. The boss still thinks highly of you, yet you went on your rampage slaughtering every Rocket you found since that day...

I look down to the ground, clenching my right fist as I do so.

Jim: You know I can't go back to you guys. Not after everything that I have found.

James: Oh but I think you have to reconsider that.

It's then that we hear a click. I look up, the driver was out of the car, his rifle aimed... right at my head. the guy looked like a typical Rocket grunt though.

Jim: Threaten me with death? Ya gotta know better than that. I ain't got nothing to live for.

The grunt starts to walk towards me slowly, rifle aimed to me. 

James: Well if that were true, why are you going as far as all of this? Helping monsters you've never met?

Oh that remark got everyone ticked off. Inferring to them as lesser than human. Growls to their pokemon voice were in order.

Walter(thinking): This is part of all of this so this wouldn't be staged...? Ha.. admire their creativity.

As the grunt looks to me, 3 yards away, he lowers the rifle, laughing.

Grunt: Ha ha! Everyone wouldn't want to lose their life. You're still just a kid at 13. Come on spoiled brat, get back here. You're not gonna do anything funny.

I take a step forward. Suzie steps beside me, standing in my way without saying a word. That's when the grunt quickly equips his rifle and takes a 3-shot burst to Suzie...

Suzie: Vuuulllll... vullllll!

I closed my eyes, and I look to her. She's crying... hurt... from the 3-point burst of fire, one bullet hit her right shoulder. 

Grunt: Heh! Guess I still can't aim. Aww, pity that I didn't shoot her on the head like that Charizard guy 2 weeks ago...

That did it. My anger rose to my highest level... Clenching my fists as i'm fighting tears.

Grunt: Awwwww. I offended the big tough guy? Ha! Pissed you off?

I hear the soft murmurs from her... Cries of pain. Innocent she was, and in this situation she doesn't have to be ANYWHERE in it. 

Jim(thinking): This situation is what I had post feared since the departure of TR. Dammit, care for me that much to do something so... irrational! Enough... 

I look up, seeing that grunt.

Jim: Talk like the best...

My hands go right for my guns at my sides. 

Jim: ...Die like the rest!

And I jump outward to the right. One shot from each gun. 

Grunt: Ha haaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!

The bullets pierced through his head. One bullet went right to his mouth, penetrating the back of his mouth to gush a fountain of blood to choke whatever life that had remained from him. The second bullet hit it's mark, going to his forehead. From behind him, something that resembled pink ooze... brain matter... leaked from the back of his head. I rolled around then got to one knee, seeing the guy collapse. ...slain.

Jim: -.- I couldn't save that little girl, but I sure as hell won't make the same mistake again...

Needless to say, everyone from the entire area just saw me kill that guy right in front of them... with pinpoint accuracy. I stand, looking to James, a dark and sinister grin on my face.

Jim(thinks): >: ) You're next, bitch.

James starts to step back, falling on his butt. He's scared now, that's for sure.

James: D..d...d...darn it! I'll j..just keep your position then! 

The group gets closer, roughly in a triangle to the two vans, to the left of me. 

Suzie: Jim.. you... vull.... didn't have to do that...

Walter: Seel... t...that was horrible..

I look over to James... sort of ignoring the hybrids close to me. he's shouting at people getting suited up for battle. From the corner of my eye though, I see Misty going close to me.

Jim(thinking): Damn... they knew that guy was just about to kill... I stopped him. What more could I have done? Talk?

Misty: Jim, I...

I look to her quickly, serious tone.

Jim: ...save it. Talk about ethical issues of why I shouldn't sink to their level another time..

It's then everyone gets close to me.

Suzie: Vuul... ;_; T..thank you...

That caught me by complete surprise.

Jim: ...what?

Ash: Pii... we were frozen stiff.

Brock: You were the only one who knew how to react in that situation. Don't put yourself down at something you're good at...

Jim: What's that... killing...

Brock: Well, kinda... but you were protecting. All of us.

The rest nod in agreement, except for Walter who looks at everyone oddly, on how they did not care of the death of the TR Grunt.

Jim: You guys get a plan to fight the.. 4 in the van James is in, the other van is mine. Best of luck to yas.

I make a sprint over to the van. The driver from there and the guy on the passenger side look at me in shock and fear. They are unarmed, and saw the grizzly sight that I had just displayed. Handguns clenched tightly in my hands, I take a leap to the hood of the van. Aiming over to the windshield, I let two bullets fly, one from each side, to the glass. As I step up to the top of the van, blood splatters instantly on the windshield,  replacing the clear & clean predecessor. Reacting to pure instinct, I continuously fired to the top of the van, shutting my eyes as I ran. I heard gunfire below me, but I knew I had to do this, in order to ensure the survival of my real comrades... my Hybrid friends. At what had felt like 5 minutes... 5, maybe 10 seconds passed since I lept to the hood. I jumped back down to the sandy ground, few feet away from the back doors of the van. My eyes were still closed, going down to one knee to clear my thoughts.

Jim(thinking): My chest and back feel like they are in fire... But I unloaded all of mu bullets to those scum...

Seems that I did not realize a click from behind me. From hesitating upon the sound of it, my eyes jolted open in an instant.

Jim: Oh...

Unbeknownst to me, the Hybrid group went to Suzie's aid, petting her softly for the short time as she cried in pain. The group follows suite of her action, tears flowing as they huddle around her, as if the sounds of gunfire are not present to them. As a nervous reaction, or maybe hearing the click from behind me, Misty takes a glance to the van, then to me. Thoughts quickly flood through her head as she stared to red stains from my chest and back. She has her moment of hesitation, but I was still motionless. hearing me say "Oh..." did not help her to think that i'm wounded. Looking to me, to get me to snap out of it, she cries more. Saying...

Misty: Jim!!! :*O

From the corner of my eyes, I see two things... I see the hybrid group over Suzie, and the vans back doors begin to fly open. While that mental image was the only thing on my mind... I jumped forward going 180 degrees, as I fell to my back. Raising my arms as I shut my eyes tightly, I fire my guns needlessly...

Jim: >.< ...Shit!

To be honest... I thought at that exact time, I would be hit from a 3-point (3x shot) burst at my head. I would last remember in hell that I felt extreme pain! But if i'm actually talking about this story in the past, i'm very much alive and well to love ya, wouldn't I?

~To modern times