Pokemon World

Crooks heard a voice behind him. "Oh shit." he thought. "Oh.. we found it.. by the ground.." stuttered Crooks. He stepped in front of the chimchar. "You've seen too much.." Crooks said. Crooks snatched the fire monkey. He used toxic on him and made him fall asleep. Then, he tied him up and stuffed him in his sac. "We should probably make less noise." mummbled Crooks. "Hell be waking up in about an hour. What will we do with him then boss?"

"Oh...we found it...by the ground..."

Crimson gave a look of suspicion as the gangar tried to come up with an excuse, but he wasn't buying it. You'd probably have to be extremely lucky to find one on the ground.

The moment the gangar took a step forward, alarm bells were ringing. He could sense the hostility within the three and he took a step back.

"You've seen too much..."

The gangar reached out to grab him, but Crimson was ready. He leaped backward and landed on the balls of his feet, out of the way of his grasp. A smirk appeared on his face as his opponent came up with nothing but air. "You've gotta do better than that," Crimson said, surprisingly confident. Not an hour ago, he had discovered his transformation. He expected his first fight to be a lot more nerve-wracking than what it was. Now, as he stood there, he felt the adrenaline pouring through him, calming his nerves and coursing power through his veins. An aura of "I'll kill you for breathing." filled the cavern up, the source coming from the small fire monkey the three could see. He held out two fingers and a small flame appeared between the fingers. This was a little trick he had just begun to develop. No one has seen this been done by any pokemon before and he hoped that it would catch the group off guard. It was a feint after all and the real attack would come next.

(OOC: That is what we call Mary-Sueing. Basically, it when you attack and say you pulled through with something without giving the other opponent to retaliate. It is not encouraged. I know you are new to RolePlayGateway, so I'm not pissed. I'm not trying to be a jerk, I'm just saying it how it is. It's unfair to the other players.)

Crooks stood back. "You think that baby fire thing will hurt me?" he laughed..
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(OOC: Thanks for letting me know. I wont do it again!)

(OOC: Yeah, no problem.)

"You think that baby fire thing will hurt me?"

"Try me," Crimson replied, his smug expression turning into one of concentration. He gave the appearance of charging his attack. The fire resting between his fingers grew bigger and brighter. The dime-sized flame had grown to the size of a beach ball. It was almost blinding to look at. Then, it was gone. It left Crimson's eyes partially blinded. He'd have to work on that, but at least he knew that the same effect would work on the three.

He could see enough to move fast around the cavern. He fired a single ember at the gangar, knowing that he was probably stunned and wouldn't see it coming. The moment the ember left his hand was the moment he moved, springing to the side and firing another ember at the gangar, then repeating the proccess. Each time he leapt, a little more eyesight returned and he got a little closer every jump. It would be hard for the gangar to determine exactly when each ember would hit him and that's what he wanted. Even though a single ember wouldn't do much to him, a collection of hits on him would do devastating damage. Heck, maybe if he was lucky, he could KO him in just this one simple attack strategy. Of course, he'd have to deal with the other two next.

Crooks saw he was being fired at with fireballs. He veered around and used protect. Then he gathered focus on the chimchar. Sweat formed on his palms. Crooks fired a huge beam at him, this was Focus Blast. The beam blasted and smoke filled the cavern. Then he used substitute, spawning a look alike of himself. While it was still hard to see, Crooks slunk away.

He should've known better...

Crimson was silently cursing himself as all it took after the first hit was to use protect. He didn't think the plan all the way through. After his onslaught was done, the gangar turned to look at him, concentrating. Crimson knew what was going to happen a split second before it did, but by then, there wasn't enough time to dodge, not ever for something as quick as a chimchar. The Focus Blast hit him dead on. He grunted from the force as it sent him flying backwards. He felt the splash of water as he flew and could make out a waterfall. He was cascading over it and then some, but he luckily didn't fall in. He felt the force as he crashed into a couple of rocks supporting each other. They broke apart easily and Crimson hit the ground hard.

It took a lot of his willpower to get back up again. He looked up to where he had just fallen from. Gangar was still there. He wondered only for a split second how he would resume the fight if he couldn't climb out of the chasm he had been pushed in. It was then that he saw the eevie, laying there. He was resting between the two rocks that were just utterly smashed by the force of the attack. If the eevie had been through an ordeal before, he hated to think how he would react to this recent surprise. His attention turned away from the gangar and was now focused on the eevie. "Are you alright, dude? I'm so sorry," he said to him, not knowing if he was knocked out or hurt or anything. He knew it wasn't his fault. It was that stupid gangar...

Kai herd a combustion. He woke up imediatley. He then saw a chimpchar looking over him. "Are you alright, dude? I'm so sorry." he said." What the.." Kai mummbled. Kai sat up. He saw loads of crushed rocks and a feint smell of smoke. "Are you a guardian?" asked Kai. Kai waited for a response.

"What the..." said the eevie as he started to understand the situation around him. A faint smell of smoke entered Crimson's nose. He realized it was probably the remnants of the Focus Blast the gangar had just dished out to him.

"Are you a guardian?"

Crimson wasn't sure how to respond to that question. Was he a guardian? He didn't really know if he wanted to be a guardian or not. He'd probably signed up on accident at some point in the past hour or so.

"i...I don't really know just yet..." Crimson replied, then looked up to where the gangar stood. "It'd be kind of nice to have the kind of power to put ASSHOLES LIKE HIM in his place." He shouted that part up the chasm clearly enough to where the gangar could hear him before turning to the eevie. "You okay? How long have you been down here?" he asked.

"Uhh.. maybe about 3 or 4 hours. A dumbass Weavile stole my bandana so I tackled him. We fell down the waterfall. For some reason, he gave it back. Then I was so exuasted I fell asleep." Kai stood up weakley. " Have you seen any other pokemon with black bandanas? If so, those are my teamates." Kai started pacing around. "I feel week. Can you help me, or get the rescue team."

"No, just those three up there." Crimson replied, pointing up where the gangar, sandslash, and darmanitan stood, almost waiting. Why haven't they left yet?

"I'll see if there's a way out." he replied and went to look around. The walls leading up to the passage he'd just fallen from were too smooth to climb. Besides, that's where the other three awaited and he wasn't sure he'd have the energy to fight them afterward. He looked around the area for an exit, but there wasn't one. "I don't see a way out," he called to the eevie, but then he noticed the river. "Wait, I think I found a way...for you at least." He walked over to the eevie. "I know you're weak, but you need to find some energy to swim a little farther. The river doesn't collect in a lake. That means it leads somewhere. You have to travel down it. It'll lead outside, or at least out of this chasm. You need to send for help. I can't travel down that. Find Mr. C and send a rescue team." he encouraged.

"Thanks! You would be a good guardian." Kai dived into the river. It pushed his tiny body really fast. He went flying down tiny drops. He spotted light across the river. Kai dashed out and ran toward it, but it really was a charmander. "Huh?" Kai stepped toward it. The charmander looked in pain. Kai dashed beside it. He lifted it up. It was pitch black, but luckily his tail was lit up. "What's wrong?" Kai asked. "Hypno...hypp .." he passed out. Kai drug him fastly. But then, Kai realized he was lost.

He smiled kindly as the eevie left, leaving that remark beind. Yeah...maybe he would be...

Turning back to Gangar and Crew, he smiled smugly at them. "I don't suppose you want to come down here and we can continue this...you don't want me to be labeled as 'the one that got away', would you?" he taunted, looking strategcally at all three of them and wondering how he was going to pull it off. While he had a vague idea of what the gangar could do, he could only make assumptions on the other two. The darmanitan was something like what he'd became, only seeming more evolved. It would probably be a strength vs. speed battle. He seemed overconfident. And the sandslash...there was some sort of power there, but he couldn't describe it. He decided that the darmanitan would be the one he wanted to fight first, then the gangar, and the sandslash would be last.

Talim hummed as they reached the pelippers' post office, blinking a few times before shaking her head. "I really don't think we may need to go here to join..." She murmured, soon gesturing Growls to follow. "We'll head to Mr.C, I'm pretty sure he's the one who'll help us most." After some time of running, the shinx and the growlith reached the base and entered. "I wonder where Mr.C should be.."

"Take a second and listen. He should be yelling or singing pretty soon." said Growls. Talim might know some places to find Mr.C, but Growls heard him squawk when he had first arrived to this world. Besides, he could use the rest after running around town for a day. It may not have seemed like much, but when you have had only around 4 hours of sleep for the last 2 days, it can take a toll. Thus, Growls was not in the greatest condition to keep running around for another day. Of course, that would not be obvious to others.

"Hello." said Mr.C as he flew down from his overlook perch. Mr.C was always busy, sorting missions and such. "What do you need?" Mr.C cooed.

Crooks leaped down. "You little twerp..." he smokescreened the caverns. While the chimpchar couldn't see, he used a might hyperbeam.... Crooks put a lot of force into it.

Crimson watched in amusement as the gangar leapt down after him. Now he'd leered him down here. Now what?

The gangar made the first move, smokescreening the cavern. That was a mistake for the gangar. He liked being hidden. It gave him many opportunities for surprise. He started moving around. A flash of white passed through the spot he just was at. A hyperbeam, it looked like, and a powerful one at that. He'd be drained for the moment. The perfect moment to strike. He calculated the place he spotted the beam coming from and used scratch on the spot he was sure the gangar was. "Who taught you to fight? It's a miracle you're not someone else's little pokemon." he taunted, letting the cavern's wide space echo his voice to the point where the gangar couldn't pinpoint it. But it didn't matter. The smoke was clearing up.

Crooks was intimidated. It was time to get serious. Crooks noticed that the chimpchar was good at dodging melee attacks, but no so hot at far away attacks. Crooks used trick room. It made everything blury and slow. Instead of the chimchar being fast, he was slow. And Crooks, was faster. He wieghed less too. Then, Crooks quickly poisoned jabbed the chimchar.

Crimson recognized the trick room technique and was indeed slower. He needed total focus if he was going to be able to block or dodge his attacks. He saw the jab coming. Crimson side-stepped, right as the jab passed through the spot he just was at. Even at total focus, he only was barely able to dodge. He had to go offensive. He grabbed the gangar's arm and pulled him towards him. He punched at the gangar, aiming for the face. He wouldn't give no reprieve this time. He kneed at the gangar in the chest, then proceeded to scythe the feet out from under the gangar, then threw an ember. Leaping back, he spotted a thin ledge, out of his reach, but if he could get there, he could climb out. But how was he going to do that?

Crooks fell off his feet. "You little..." he jumped after the chimpchar, sending a curse on him. It made chimpchar paralyzed every time he spoke. "Try taunting me now!" Crooks suckerpunched at the chimpchar.

Well, the trick room spell was gone, only to be replaced by a curse. Crimson was starting to see that the gangar's attacks would be prefected by an effect casted upon the opponent to try and confuse him. Well, he didn't need taunts...

Of course, his mind decided to slow down and he took the suckerpunch, but it was only spawned out of rage, not necesarily power. It didn't do much to him. Crimson got into a ready stance. He was going to perform a combo.

He started with the flame circle. It was relatively simple and he almost had it down to a science. However, sometimes, it would falter away. Luckily, this wasn't one of those times. He sent the circle spiraling toward the gangar, then followed up by shooting an ember through the hole the fire circle made, then two to the left and right, just in case he dodged, and finally came running up behind the awaiting onslaught to perform a flying kick to the face.

"Aggh!" screamed Crooks as he flew back. Crooks noticed this little guy was tough. He needed to rest. Crooks dashed off. He used another smokescreen. Atleast the chimchar couldn't taunt him for now. He ran across a corner, he couldn't find his team. He then used sucker punch on the wall of the caverns, leaving a entrance out of the cavern. Light beamed in. Crooks dashed outside.

Crimson was ready, looking around for the gangar. He was going to finish this. But there was a woosh as another smokescreen filled the chasm. Crimson sighed in annoyance. This was going to go one for a while...

A light appeared through the smoke a ways back and Crimson thought it was an attack. He ducked to the side, expecting something to come out of the smoke directly at him. But it didn't. He looked out and the light was still there. As he approached, the light revealed itself to be the outside. He also noticed that the mysterious power that was the curse was gone.

"Oh, no you don't!" Crimson cried out, glad he was able to talk again. Dashing outside, he looked around. No one was in sight. He didn't see a shade of purple anywhere. He leaped into the trees and began climbing. Reaching the top in a matter of seconds, he scanned the forest, but didn't see the gangar anywhere. He'd gotten away, which surprised him based on how fat he'd actually looked.

He climbed down and began to walk back to the clinic when he remembered the eevie. He had to make sure he was okay. The best way to do that was to look for a river on the other side. Running around the other side, he search and searched, but didn't see a single stream of water escaping. That meant that the river didn't leave the dungeon. The eevie was still in there. He had to go back. Sighing, he fan a few feet forward and a parchment caught his eye. Glancing at it, he saw that it was a call for help. The scrawly writing proved such.

So there were two pokemon lost or trapped in the dungeons. He went to the entrance of the dungeon again and once more entered the chilling cavern walls. What had started out as curiosity had turned into a rescue mission. But he wasn't going to give up on them. He'd just have to search the place a lot farther than he'd got. A howl echoed off the walls, sending a shiver down his spine. Was that the creature (or creatures) the one crying out for help was being chased by? It seemed like it. He'd have to quickly find him, but he didn't even know who him was. He'd just have to go with his instincts.

He took a deep breath, getting his mental focus back, and started to run.

The final Oran berry splattered against the granite wall. Noko had started throwing them down at intersections to distract the Poochyena, slow them down, or even trip them up. Of course, it hadn't worked; judging by the noise, all three were still in pursuit and gaining ground.

This new chamber was more spacious than the last few, some part of Noko's brain noted. After a breathless scan of the room, his heart plummeted. There's no exit! As the rising panic threatened to overwhelm him, Noko's head snapped back and forth in desperation, squinting up at the darkened ceiling. About seven feet above ground level, a section of the northernmost wall hollowed out slightly. Perhaps it was enough to fit a Cyndaquil. Not daring to stop and take a breath in case his body gave in, Noko tossed his gathering rucksack up and hurled himself after it, feet scrabbling against stone. Once he had hauled himself up, he simply collapsed against the back wall and curled up, shivering.

Maybe they won't find me. Maybe Ruth or some other Pelipper found my letter and sent a rescue party. Maybe I could learn how to... use my fire...

The growling drew closer.

Archie sat at his desk. He saw a fresh new letter in the post box. He read it. A cyndiquil named Noko needed a rescue. Ruth flew next to Archie. "Got some mail?" "Yes, I need you to go send a rescue team. Send the Growlithe and the Shinx." "Yes sir!" chimed Ruth. He flew over to the announcement table. "Growls and Tail please come to the post office admedeatley!"