11th July 2011, 04:29 AM #226
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
Sorry for the delay, but it is here now, and only about two parts left, hopefully :)
Gold was left wondering if he had ever hated Kris more than he did now.
Starting the contest, Gold had been seething behind the false smile he had put on for Kris. Whilst she was left wondering why he had been acting like that, in reality Gold had been thrown by her appearance. When he had left their battle at Mahogany Town, Gold wanted Kris to walk away from the battle questioning his motives, his mental state and his treatment of his Pokemon. He hoped that when they next met, the ball would be in his court, that Gold would make Kris afraid or weary of him, making it easier for him to once again win a match.
Though Gold would never say it aloud, he knew that he struggled against Kris. At first he thought it had been her parents genes, but than he noticed a very different style and that was she very talented: better at communicating, better with fancy moves, better with her Pokemon… better than him. Gold had made it his goal, his new aim to defeat her. He wanted to face off against her in an epic battle, get a fantastic win, and get himself internationally known: Ethan Hartley, conqueror of the daughter of an ex champion and ex Elite Four member, and all the perks that would come with it…
But than Latias had arrived. Gold knew that he was close to being perfect and would be able to face off against her, but than her Bayleef evolved, forcing him to train Croconaw so he wasn’t at a disadvantage. But getting Latias, a legendary Psychic-Dragon wrapped up in one mega powerful creature… it was too much. Gold needed the skills to defeat her, so he too had headed for Blackthorn City concerning Latias, but unlike Kris, he was angry, jealous and determined to find a way to best her. Gold had come to the Dragon Den in order to find out about legendary dragon Pokemon and how to catch them. Preferably, he would want Rayquaza, controller of weather and was last seen only a month before Gold began his journey over the Embedded Tower. Otherwise, Latios, Latias’ brother, would be a perfect slap in the face for Kris.
Instead of getting answers, Gold was convinced by Clair to enter the contest, where he could meet the Elder afterwards. Gold had agreed, thinking it would be some harmless training, only for Kris to appear ten minutes later. Rage and fury had risen up when Gold had seen her, though he didn’t show it to her face. He had to scramble together the vicious attitude he had shown last time in order to make it convincing that he was still unstable: if Kris knew he’d been faking it, Gold would lose his shot at manipulating her.
The contest had then begun. Gold was glad to see Kris was unprepared, and that Ferlaigatr’s appearance has thrown her, allowing him to get the lead. He couldn’t let her win, as he wanted both the money, the prizes and to find out any dragon information before she did.
“Feraligatr, make sure we don’t let her get ahead!” Gold whispered into his Pokemon’s ear, clutching tight around his neck. Feraligatr had evolved a short time ago, and wasn’t quite use to swimming with his thicker arms and longer body, but didn’t want to upset or anger Gold during his tense state.
“Gator Fer,” he grunted, and paddled furiously through the waves, Alexis’ Dewgong a few feet ahead. Gold didn’t care for the majestic beauty of the glowing lake, and ignored as several Dratini broke through the surface and smiled at him: he would catch them later if he felt like it, but for now his attention was on winning. Gold peered around, trying to see any signs of something he could swipe his card through, but he could only see Alexis and her Dewgong skirting past, and Jericho and his Poliwrath trailing along behind. Gold sighed, than suddenly realised something and snapped his head back around: Kris was not with the rest of them, moving through the crystal like lake. In fact, she wasn’t anywhere in sight.
“What?!” Gold shouted, his voice echoing around them, and Alexis shot him an angry look. “Where the bloody hell is Kris?” His answer came barely a second later as a loud rumbling suddenly sounded beneath them, causing the water to ripple. All three Pokemon suddenly came to a halt, their trainers looking thoroughly confused, and stuck their heads through the surface.
“FER!” Feraligatr gasped, and pointed excitedly and angrily down towards the noise.
“Kris…” Gold hissed angrily. She must have found some sort of clue, something to give her a lead… but not if he could help it! Gold roared out “SUPERPOWER” at the same time Alexis exclaimed “Ice Beam” and Jericho yelled “Waterfall!” The three attacks went shooting downwards, and Gold crossed his fingers, waiting for Kris’ unconscious body to rise to the surface.
“Watch out!” Jericho yelled, and Gold cried out as Feraligatr swirled away, a Dragon Pulse bursting through the surface and sending them scattering. ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ rose up from the crowd of robed people behind them, and Gold turned and gave them a burning look as he clung tightly onto Feraligatr. Kris had escaped them, and possibly was about to get to the first box before the rest of them… he had to stop her.
“Can you see where she went?” Gold asked Feraligatr as the water settled. Feraligatr stuck his head back under the water for several moments, and than rose out again, pointing to an underwater cave. Gold pondered what to do for several moments: he didn’t have Dive on any Pokemon, so he couldn’t do down there without losing his breath… somehow, he would have to get the box to him before Kris could get it….
“Use Superpower and blast a hole in the cave wall!” Gold shouted. Alexis looked horrified as Feraligatr began to ready an even more powerful blast of Superpower between his hands, the red ball lighting up the water.
“You can’t do that, you might injure Kris!” Alexis gasped. Gold looked up at her and simply smiled back, ignoring as something rumbled beneath the surface.
“That’ll make things even better!” He sneered back, and Alexis and Dewgong both gasped. Gold laughed at their expressions, not noticing as Alexis reached into a pocket on her bathing suit and pulled another PokeBall out: Gold’s attention was fully on the Superpower and what it would do to Kris.
“Venomoth, Psychic!” Gold gasped now as a lavender coloured bug type formed from the red. Venomoth stared down towards the cave, her eyes glowing the shade of pink that signalled a high level of mental intelligence.
“NOW!” Gold screamed. Feraligatr didn’t need to be told twice: he roared and the red beam shot through the water. There was a exploding sound, and Gold punched the air as the water began to shake and ripple. He looked towards Alexis, ready to produce some sarcastic remark, but she was no longer there: a giant gap was now in the water, Venomoth floating over it.
“What the…?” Jericho said from near Gold, before sighing and pulling an Ultra Ball out. It burst open, the yellow light nearly blinding, and suddenly a huge Dragonite was hovering above the water, beating its wide wings. Gold’s eyes bulged out, wondering how on earth someone younger than him could have such a powerful Pokemon. Than he thought of Kris, and cursed under his breath.
“I’m not dealing with going underwater,” Jericho huffed, climbing onto Dragonite and bringing his Poliwrath back. “Good luck,” he called to Gold, before soaring upwards. Gold watched him go with an envious look before staring towards Venomoth. He needed to stop Kris, put himself back into the lead…
“Superpower down that hole in the water!” Gold bellowed. Feraligatr shot forwards before Gold had even stopped talking, knowing what he would do. He rose a fist and whacked it into Venomoth’s midriff, sending him off course.
“VEN!” She squeaked, her eyes still glowing pink. But Gold and Feraligatr ignored her, staring down the tunnel to where Kris and Alexis may be.
“GATOOOOR!” Feraligatr roared, and he fired the Superpower down the tunnel. Gold smiled widely as a scream echoed up, and there was a sound like a gunshot from down the bottom of the Psychic tunnel. Figures were sent flying upwards due to the force of the Superpower pushing them through the tunnel as Venomoth struggled to hold on. Feraligatr moved backwards, and Gold watched with a smile as Kris went soaring towards the sharp rocks overhead.
Now he had a shot at winning.
In a second, Kris knew what she had to do.
The fear of flying towards stalactites was taking over, pushing all thoughts and questions about the last few minutes out of her head for the time being. Kris wasn’t slowing down, and she couldn’t stop the screams issuing from her mouth as she imagined herself becoming impaled on the rocks, blood spurting everything, her hopes, dreams, questions all dying with her…
But Kris was a quick thinker. She had come out of tricky situations in battles before using unconventional methods she conjured up on the spot: it was time to put that experience to good use.
“Don’t hate me for this Seadra,” Kris said, “but it’s necessary to save you.” Seadra looked curious, which quickly turned to stunned as Kris twirled in mid air and practically threw Seadra back towards the water. The Dive connection was broken, and Kris now had two hands free. She shoved both into her pockets and pulled a PokeBall and Ultra Ball out. Seadra turned to yellow energy and was sucked upwards before hitting the water, whilst Kris threw the PokeBall towards the stalactites, hoping her Pokemon formed before she became a human kebab…
“Noct Noct!” Noctowl called as she materialized in mid air, the PokeBall skirting back towards Kris. The Owl Pokemon heard Kris’ screams, and looked down to see her trainer was hurtling towards her at a great speed. “OWL!” She gasped, and quickly turned around and flapped her wings furiously. Kris collided into her back, knocking the wind out of her as she quickly wrapped her wings around Noctowl’s neck. The flying type had steadied herself with her wings, and now turned her head around nearly 180 degrees to perfectly face her. “Noct?” She asked.
“We’re in the middle of a contest,” Kris explained quickly, her eyes skirting around many metres below. “Thank you so much for saving me, but now we need to look around for something that is most likely up here.” Noctowl looked puzzled, but nodded and began to fly. Kris’ heart was racing, and all the questions she had were flooding back to her now. But she patted her pocket to know all her PokeBalls and the card were there, and glancing down confirmed that Alexis wasn’t injured and was now climbing onto a Pidgeot. She seemed to be shouting something that sounded a lot like “You dickhead” towards Gold, and Kris smirked to herself as Noctowl flew around: she thought he had caused the sudden explosion, and was glad if he got his comeuppance.
Kris wanted her attention be solely on finding the second of the orienteering boxes so she could proceed. She knew that it was going to be in a triangle with the first and third one, but despite what Clair had said, finding the first one wasn’t much help as Kris wasn’t sure which angle she was meant to be looking for.
“At least finding the third one should be easy…” Kris mumbled, and proceeded to not work out any mathematical equations from school that she had long since forgotten, instead looking around the stalactites for any sign of anything. It was like going underwater, except Kris was now clutching onto Noctowl for dear life. And instead of a beautiful glowing lake and dancing Pokemon to admire, Kris was subject to look at the hideous grey and brown rock that was threatening to break of and crush her…
“Noctowl, maybe you should use Keen Eye?” Kris said after five minutes of searching. Noctowl gave a nod, and turned her head to show her eyes glowing a light white to signal increased eyesight. “Ah, right, sorry.” Kris wasn’t on top of her game at the moment, and a look down revealed Alexis on her Pidgeot and Gold on his Skarmory were soaring beneath them, getting closer and closer. Kris groaned, not wanting to have to compete with them, and decided to try another tactic. “Use Extrasensory and see if you can find anything that is of different dimensions to the rock.”
“Noctowl Owl Noct Noct!” Noctowl chirped, sounding rather impressed, and her eyes turned to a shade of pink instead. Kris was nearly thrown off the Pokemon as she came to a sudden stop, Noctowl putting her attention fully towards the stalactites: only moments ago they had been hundreds of still, sharp rocks like rock teeth above them, but now it looked like they were moving, an eerie ghostly glow about them as Noctowl began to analyse them in a very serious manner.
“Wow… this is… wow!” Kris gasped, watching the rocks with awe. It was magical, a perfectly pure image of the power Pokemon could unleashed. But as the rocks seemingly waved as if grass in the wind, there came an angry growl, and Kris turned in shock as a Dragonite suddenly appeared only a few metres away. For a moment, Kris thought it was Clair’s, somehow getting caught up in their contest whilst she’d been underwater, but the Dragonite looked angrily towards her and a ball of purple-blue fire formed in his mouth.
“NOCTOWL, WATCH OUT!” Kris screamed and reached for Seadra’s Ultra Ball, watching in horror as the ball of dragon fire soared towards her at lightning speed. Noctowl tilted her head, the stalactites stopped glowing, her pink eyes continuing to glow. The Outrage exploded, turning from a ball into a gigantic blue wall burning in mid air.
“Dragon Pulse Seadra!” Kris called, relieved that Noctowl had stopped it in time. Seadra formed on Noctowl’s back, and didn’t look at all bothered about being thrown minutes before, instead smiling in relief that Kris was safe before firing them purple pulse. The dragon fire exploded, sending a shockwave that pushed Noctowl backwards. For a moment, Kris felt safe and relieved, but shed and her Pokemon screamed as Dragonite came soaring towards them, mouth wide open in a vicious roar.
“AAAAH!” Kris screamed, covering with face, not sure what to do or why she was being attacked. But there was a moment of silence, and Kris opened her eyes nervously: Dragonite was in front of her, grumpy but not actually attacking them.
“Did you do that psychic attack?” Tiny Jericho looked out from over Dragonite’s shoulder, his arms struggling to get around the thick neck. “We had nearly found the box when Dragonite got pushed backwards!”
“Oh… sorry…” Kris mumbled, feeling a bit awkward but relieved she wasn’t being randomly attacked. “In didn’t know you were up here…” She gave Noctowl a soothing pat, the Owl Pokemon staring rather angrily at the Dragonite in front of her. “We’ll be on our way, I think Noctowl has found something… right?” Noctowl stopped glaring and her head turned around, giving a simple nod in response. Jericho simply made a huffing sound, and he and Dragonite made to turn around. Kris sighed with relief, and looked down at Noctowl and Seadra. “Alright, let’s just go to where you saw it, then we can – SHIT!” Noctowl suddenly swerved as the stalactites suddenly began to fall, Kris’ mental images from before coming back to haunt her. “Are you doing this?” Jericho screamed, and Kris saw through the falling rocks that he was clinging onto Dragonite as he fired another Outrage to clear the rocks.
“It’s not me!” Kris shouted back, clinging to Noctowl and Seadra for dear life. There was a swooshing sound and a cry like a malfunctioning machine, and Kris looked down below to see the true culprit: Gold, racing through the open air on the back of Skarmory, whose eyes were glowing a mysterious brown.
“GOLD YOU DICKHEAD!” Kris looked around as her jaw dropped: she hadn’t expected Alexis to be the sort of person to swear like that, but the trainer was chasing after Gold on Pidgeot looking outraged. “YOU COULD HAVE KILLED THEM!”
“It’s a competition, Alexis, get use to it!” Gold shouted back, and Skarmory let out a strange metallic laugh. Kris felt something burn insideof her chest: Gold wasn’t doing this for a competition, he was doing it personally. He could have easily killed her or Jericho, and wouldn’t have cared at all about what might have happened. Kris couldn’t believe that he had done that, set off the Rock Slide that might have impaled her.
“Ice Beam, aim for Skarmory’s wings,” Kris said quietly, the words sounding distant as she spoke them. Seadra looked stunned at the order, and Kris was surprised she had given it, but Gold had nearly killed them, and that wasn’t forgiveable. However, as Seadra fired the light blue beam, three more attacks shot forwards: Dragonite was speeding forwards with a fist of fire, Alexis’ Pidgeot squawked as a beam of white and pink was released, and Kris was very surprised to see Venomoth was still out, adding a rainbow coloured
Signal Beam to the mix.
“SKAAAAR!” Skarmory screamed in her horrible ringing squawk, and she shot forwards like a bullet as the attacks collided. Jericho yelled as Dragonite tried to turn, but his flaming fist smashed into the three beams.
For a moment, the attacks hung in mid air, Kris and her Pokemon watching in horror as they seemingly mixed together.
Than the moment ended: there was a bright multi coloured flash, followed by the rumbling that came from explosions and a roar from Dragonite. Kris flattened Seadra as she wrapped her arms around Noctowl’s neck, her eyes glowing pink again to stop the blast, but the powerful shockwave was too strong. Kris screamed as rocks went flying and Noctowl spiralled through the air. The flash burnt through her eyelids, Alexis’ screams reached her ears, a symphony of Pokemon yells echoed in the collapsing roof.
“OOOOWLL!” Noctowl yelled and flapped her wings, steadying herself in the fall. Kris opened her eyes slowly, the dust stinging like fire, and saw half the stalactites had been blasted apart, their rocks and dust still creeping down towards the water. Kris had no idea what to think, but as her eyes scanned, trying to see everyone else, she saw one thing that made up her mind.
A black box, identical to the one that had been underwater, was now falling.
Seadra said something to Noctowl, and Kris felt them moving forwards, but her mind was entirely blank towards anything but the box. After nearly being killed about five times in a matter of minutes, Kris put her focus back towards the contest: she didn’t think about Gold, the masculine voice, the other contestants, nothing except for Latias and to get her Pokemon fixed… that was why she was here, and why she would keep fighting.
Suddenly two figures appeared below, and Kris snapped out of her blank state of mind, watching in horror as Alexis on Pidgeot and Jericho on Dragonite sped towards the black box. They were going to get there first, but they were squabbling, Dragonite’s scaly wings and Pidgeot’s wider feathered ones whacking into each other, the two flying too close together.
“Noctowl, swerve to the left, now!” Kris whispered, hoping her prediction was right. She was watching as Pidgeot, who was on the left, was drawing closer, her beak getting closer towards the box. Alexis had her key card out, but as Noctowl began to fly over, Kris’ thoughts came right: Pidgeot drew ahead, but her wing got free of being trapped and whacked the box. It spiralled, rolling underneath the shattered stalactites, before beginning to drop as it got over dry land.
“Noct!” Noctowl called, and she raced forwards as fast as she could go. Kris’ heart was pumping, and she pulled her card out, ready to swipe. But Noctowl couldn’t move fast enough, and the box was falling faster… Kris needed to act fast, move fast, do something fast! And than an idea came into her head: it was mad, possibly stupid, but it just might work!
“Noctowl, use Extrasensory on me when you know it’s right,” Kris said, and she jumped. Noctowl and Seadra both cried out, but Kris was already soaring below them, the air beating against her face, her clothes flapping behind her. She clutched onto the card as the coolness washed over her, some of the stress being taken away. Kris could see the box reaching up, and she smiled widely as she ignored the tingling sensation in her stomach that came from falling. She didn’t care that she was falling: if it fixed Latias, it was worth it. The black box was now racing up, and Kris moved her arm and swiped. A light flashed and Kris beamed, punching the air in delight. It was a success. Two down and only one left.
Kris’ head turned in time to see two things: a burning purple figure shooting towards her, and the arrogant smiling boy riding it, both things barely centimetres from her. Violet fire filled Kris’ vision a searing pain hit her stomach… and she was falling… Kris couldn’t feel anything… it was going dark… she had no idea what was going on… all she knew that, in complete opposite to just over five minutes ago, she was falling towards hard rock, which was only a few feet away….
12th July 2011, 11:15 PM #227
Banana eating Gengar
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
Well now I just feel like Gold's a douche.
15th July 2011, 12:38 AM #228
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
Good to see someone's jumped his ship :P
New part hopefully out soon
17th July 2011, 04:05 PM #229
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
At the last second, Kris whacked into an invisible barrier. Her body shook violently from the force, and Kris lay there for a few moments, only a few centimetres above the ground. Her body was shaking, and rage was rushing through her as she tenderly felt around her stomach, which was still hot around where the fabric had singed and torn. Gold had tried to kill her… he had had Skarmory fly straight into her, with her sharp jagged head that could have torn her open… she didn’t know what to say, how to feel, how to react… if Noctowl hadn’t acted…
“OOOWWWLL!” As Kris thought, the barrier suddenly fell, and she landed a much softer twenty centimetres onto the ground. She turned to see Noctowl swooping down towards her, a cloud of dust rising behind her.
“Kris!” A male voice yelled out, and Kris knew it wasn’t in her head: she turned to see Spike running towards her, followed closely by Clair and around a dozen purple robed helpers. “Kris, are you alright!”
“I’m fine, I’m fine!” Kris called out, getting to her feet as Noctowl landed. She wrapped her arms around her and rested her head onto her shoulder. “Thank you, you saved my life: second time day!”
“Noctowl Noct,” Noctowl replied, and patted her on the shoulder with a wing. Seadra was bobbling on Noctowl’s shoulder, and Kris gave her a supportive pat. Spike and Clair appeared before her, both of them still looking very shocked and concerned.
“I can’t believe he did that!” Spike hissed, a tender hand on Kris’ shoulder whilst he glared towards the cloud of dust that was Gold. Kris swooned a bit at his touch, but luckily both he and Clair were staring angrily towards Gold that they didn’t notice. Kris glanced towards him, and anger rose up in her again, and she wanted to just rush forwards and punch him in the stomach with a sharp piece of metal, just so he could see what it felt like. But as the thought crossed her mind, Kris saw something out of the corner of her eyes that made her rethink: her orange backpack, looking very bright and luminous against Spike’s black robes. Kris was here for Latias, and thinking of her stirred a phrase in the back of her head.
Gold is too much trouble, and he is just causing you too much emotional stress. It isn’t healthy for you, and I don’t think you should be spending so much time battling him!
“Your right…” Kris mumbled aloud, and Clair and Spike looked back at her. But Kris ignored them as her anger subsided, her heart and mind clearing: she needed to focus on Latias, and shouldn’t let Gold’s actions get the best of her now. She would get her answers eventually, but now it was time to get moving again. The black box had landed on the ground, and must have been designed to survive as it remained intact. Alexis and Jericho were already flying towards it, and Kris gasped.
“Noctowl, Seadra, thanks for your help, now take a rest!” Kris exclaimed, pulling their PokeBalls out and bringing them back. She put them in her pocket and pulled out another PokeBall and pressed the button: seconds later Meganium had formed, her green skin and pink flower instantly brightening up the surroundings.
“What about Gold?” Spike asked, but Kris was already moving, a confused Meganium bounding along behind her as Pidgeot landed where they had just been standing.
“Ganium Mega?” Meganium asked, looking towards Gold as he lay beneath Skarmory. Kris looked back at her starter, and figured she had enough time to stop and fill her in: Alexis was only now climbing off Pidgeot and swiping her card, and Jericho had just landed behind her. So Kris rushed behind one of the houses and filled Meganium on what they were doing and what had happened so far.
“I’ll deal with Gold later,” Kris said, as Meganium gasped and glared towards where Gold still lay. “We need to get Latias better, you’ve seen how sick she’s been!” Meganium sighed and nodded, a sad, guilty look on her face now. “It’s alright, I’m still angry with him as well! But we need to find the final black box…” And Kris pondered over it’s location. Clair had said it would be in a triangle formation with the first and second ones, and Kris mentally drew a diagonal line between the underwater cave and approximately where the second box had fallen from. Kris sighed and sat down on a grey rock, now trying to think of all possible triangle combinations that would work with it, but they all seemed very hard, very time consuming to check, very… interesting…
She was sitting on a grey rock.
It seemed like a decade ago that Seadra had blasted through the brown rock that had been surrounded by grey, but Kris instantly made a connection between this grey rock that was surrounded by so much brown. Meganium looked even more confused, and gasped as Kris gave her a gentle shove out of the way: a wall of grey rock was right behind her, and Kris let out a stifled yell of excitement.
“The final thing!” She gasped excitedly, unable to contain her excitement simply inside her head. “It’s behind here! Magical Leaf, quickly!”
“Mega Ga…” Meganium sighed, still rather confused about the whole situation, but her neck flower glowed, causing multicoloured flowers to shoot off and smash into the rocks. The wall of grey collapsed in a loud rumble, but Kris was already leaping over the rocks as they fell, not caring if anyone heard. The black box was right behind the wall, now surrounded by the differently coloured rocks, and looked otherwise unguarded.
“Thank you Meganium, thank you!” Kris squealed happily, and she quickly swiped her card for the final time. She was expecting something grand to happen, as if the finish line would suddenly appear before her, and Kris would be able to cross, come in first, and meet the Dragon Elder. However, whilst something happened, it wasn’t what she expected: a loud wail sounded from the box that made Meganium jump, quickly followed by a grumbling inside the tunnel. This was followed by a confused silence, and Kris looked around, wondering if something would explode, noticing that Alexis, Jericho and Gold were now running towards them, Gold moving with a considerable limp in his step.
“Meganium, I need to ride you!” Kris said, her mind moving quickly. Meganium nodded, looking nervously around what was making the clinking sounds. Kris was concerned about them as well, but tried not to think about it as she clasped tightly to the card and leapt onto Meganium’s back, wrapping her arms around her neck. They had just begun to move when there was a second loud grumbling, this one much more frightening than before. Kris turned back to see what it was and gasped: a dozen rock-like spikes, almost like mini-stalactites, were now flying towards her at an alarming speed.
“QUICKLY!” Kris screamed, unable to comprehend the dagger-like spikes that were so ready to impale into her. Meganium could hear the combined whine that was coming from the spikes and heard the fear in Kris’ voice, and she quickly gathered as much speed as possible, her thick-as-tree green legs pounding into the ground as they emerged from behind the house and sprinted down a clear stretch besides the lake towards the Dragon’s Den.
Just a little bit further… Kris thought excitedly as the gigantic building got closer and closer. But as they got near the Den, the flying spikes were getting alarmingly close to the back of Meganium. Kris knew if she didn’t act now than her dreams and plans to heal Latias would all be over. “Magcargo, help us out!” She exclaimed as she placed the PokeBall onto Meganium’s back, causing the Lava Pokemon to come out.
“Mag Mag!” He called, smiling happily up at his trainer with his magma-like face.
“Hello Magcargo, would you mind hitting those flying rocks with something hot and deadly please?” Kris asked sweetly. Magcargo looked confused and turned around, than gasped as he saw the rocks, the flame seeping through his shell bursting into flames in shock. “I’d rather you singed those things, if you don’t mind,” Kris chuckled, exchanging glances between the rocks and the wooden building that they were getting so close too.
“Cargo Mag Mag Cargo!” Magcargo said with a nod, and his mouth opened wide, a jet of scorching fire shooting out. The Flamethrower hit three of the rocks, causing two to melt and one to explode into pieces. Kris punched the air, but there was still about nine left that were shooting towards them. Suddenly, behind the cloud of smoke caused by the blast, a Pidgeot soared overhead, sending dust into Kris’ eyes. A Primeape ran underneath, punching and attacking more of the flying rocks with a yellow fist.
“See you at the finish line!” Alexis’ voice called from overhead, and Kris cursed as she cleared her vision. Alexis was going to beat her… she would have to do something in order to win… the Dragon’s Den was close, the windows right alongside… if they could just get across unharmed…
“FIRE BLAST THE ROCKS, BODY SLAM TO GET FORWARDS!” Kris bellowed, and she wrapped her legs around Magcargo’s shell, ignoring the burning, and her arms tightly around Meganium.
“GANI!” Meganium shouted, and she ran forwards and leapt, her four thick legs leaving the brown dusty ground and moving above the magically glowing water of the lake. Magcargo opened his mouth wide, and suddenly five balls of fire shot out. They quickly merged together, spreading out wide into a star-like shape. All but two of the flying rocks were engulfed by the flames, setting off a chain explosion that struck Alexis’ Primeape and bowled him over.
“Great work!” Kris exclaimed happily, and Magcargo simply smiled as Meganium continued to jump across the water. The blood red walls were soaring towards them, and Kris tensed up as they crashed onto the wood. Meganium began to pound alone the outside of the building, a large finish line sign visible at the front of the building. Kris was getting excited, but Alexis and Pidgeot were beginning to fly down, having just avoided several loose flying rocks.
“We’re not going to make it first!” Kris shouted. Meganium and Magcargo looked towards the flying Kanto Pokemon, which was begin to descend at a much faster rate than Meganium was able to run.
“Magcargo Mag!” Magcargo shouted, and his eyes suddenly turned brown. Kris gasped as the wooden floor suddenly split open beneath Pidgeot, sending a cascade of glowing brown rocks shooting towards her. Alexis screamed as Pidgeot swerved to avoid them, the rocks crashing into a low hanging stalactite up ahead. There was now a clear path for Meganium to run through, and she quickly gathered speed, heading towards the red ribbon strewn between two rocks.
“This is it!” Kris whispered excitedly, clenching tightly onto Magcargo and Meganium’s flower. They were so close that Kris could smell victory, hear the cheers of unseen figures, feel the excitement rushing through her, and knew that Latias would soon be fixed…
But just as victory was literally within her grasp, Kris heard a loud squawk and Magcargo let out a gasp. Before she could turn, Meganium screamed as she flipped upside down, and Kris was thrown forwards, being whacked by something both soft and hard as she fell. Her already sore stomach landed first on the wooden floor, and Kris moaned as she further rolled forwards, searing heat coming up her leg and something heavy whacking her arm painfully.
Then it was all over, almost as quickly as it had begun. Kris lay there on the wooden ground, panting, feeling pain all throughout her body. Her stomach hadn’t hurt badly following Gold’s attack due to Noctowl’s Extrasensory softening the blow, but now it felt like it had been torn in two, and Kris couldn’t help but let out a groan. Figures were appearing on all sides, concerned and shocked faces all asking if she was alright or calling for help. Kris ignored them, not caring about her own injuries, and looked to her right: Meganium was lying on her right arm, though she was beginning to get to her legs, trying to avoid Magcargo as he oozed lava everywhere.
“Are you two alright?” Kris asked, pulling her arm to her side as Meganium regained her balance. The two nodded, though Magcargo’s flame was much smaller than before and his shell looked slightly dented. Kris found her PokeBalls and card lying a few feet away and quickly scooped them up. “You’ve down well Magcargo, now have a good rest!” And she brought him back, watching as his face appeared relieved before turning to energy.
“Kris!” Spike’s voice rang out before Kris could even see him, but soon he was bursting through several red robed people, still clasping onto his staff and her bag as Clair and her Dragonite followed behind. “Are you alright? That was a nasty fall?”
“Oh please, I’ve had worse in the last ten minutes alone,” Kris laughed, getting to her feet. She looked over and saw Alexis was also alright, talking kindly to Pidgeot before bringing her back inside her PokeBall. “What happens now?” Kris asked, staring at her card: she had done all three things, but did she receive her prizes, including the meeting with the Elder, now? Before Spike or Clair could say anything, there was a creaking noise. All heads in the area turned, looking towards the Dragon’s Den.
A short elderly man, around the same size as Hanoko, was walking slowly forwards. The top of his head was perfectly bald, and he appeared to have a beard reaching down his elegant midnight-blue robes. Hands were clasped to a walking stick, and he was moving very delicately, as if he was afraid of injury. Kris knew at once that this was the Dragon Elder, as several people got to their knees and bowed, and Clair and her Dragonite rushed forwards. Before she could speak though, the man held his hand up in silence, and looked towards both Kris and Alexis.
“Come inside, now. Bring that boy with you,” he said in a voice that sounded both high and mystical and low and gruff at the same time. Confused, pained by excited, Kris, Meganium and Spike followed Alexis, Clair and Dragonite inside the fancy building, waiting to see what would happen next.
17th July 2011, 10:39 PM #230
Banana eating Gengar
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
0_0 What's going to happen?!
21st July 2011, 04:25 AM #231
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
I hope you all enjoy this part, I spent a while trying to word things.
A few minutes later, Kris was in a most magical of rooms.
Despite what the wooden walls on the outside may have you think, inside the Dragon’s Den was mostly stone. It was a similar blue-grey sort of stone as the rocks of the lake were, and it felt very cold, serious and intimidating, but Kris could also feel a sense of magic as the flames of the same colour danced magnificently in their wall brackets.
The room they were all now in was a very large but very empty. Two fireplaces were built into opposite walls, the blue flames providing a plentiful amount of heat. Windowless frames looked out across the lake and surrounding houses, whilst large tapestries of dragons from many different regions were placed around the wall. Kris couldn’t help but admired one of a Dragonite surrounded by Dragonair and Dratini as she got comfortable on a soft red cushion, drinking a lime coloured herbal remedy that Spike had quickly whipped up for her.
Spike was now sitting to the left of her, his staff and her bag nestled between them. Meganium was crouching down on the bare ground, looking very comfortable and nibbling away at some squishy food Spike had brought out. Alexis sat a few couches away, looking a bit sour tempered as she sat cross legged on her cushion. Clair was standing, leaning moodily but looking very elegant against a picture of a Kingdra. Her Dragonite was staring at it’s tapestry counterpart, and Kris was left wondering yet again about why it was in such a serious mood.
Than there was the Elder. Kris’ eyes kept going back towards the short elderly man, who was staring out through the windows, seemingly ignoring the world. He had not spoken since calling them in and this was really bothering Kris: she wanted desperately to ask about Latias, make this entire process worth going through. Her stomach was really feeling the brunt of Skarmory’s spiked head now, and as the healing mixture spread through her body, Kris could feel that it was very distinctly bruised. She and her Pokemon had been hurt, but Kris couldn’t do anything for Latias at the moment. Clair and Spike both hadn’t said anything either, though Clair was continuously staring agitatedly towards the Elder, who Kris had heard was her grandfather. It seemed Kris wasn’t the only one with something to say, but if she didn’t get a chance to say her thing soon, there would be trouble… if she could manage it.
“I know why you are here, Krystal Soul,” the Elder’s voice went through the silence like a bullet through glass, causing most of them to jump and look back towards him. In the blue firelight, Kris could see that he skin was very wrinkled and aged, and his beard was as white as snow. But as he turned around to look at them, there was a warm, friendly smile on his face, accompanied by a serious look burning in his eyes. “I knew from the moment you walked into our lovely home that you possess great power, a great power that is currently confined at the bottom of your bag.” Kris was stunned about how much he knew, and looked around to see stunned expressions on Spike and Alexis’ faces.
“Steven Stone contacted us after he gave you Latias’ Enigma Crystal,” Clair explained, and Spike gasped, his eyes as round as plates. “It was Steven who found the Enigma Crystal’s for us in the Hoenn region, and we gave him one in return for his services, as he is a very trusting man.”
“Back the Snorlax up a second,” Alexis said, and all eyes flickered towards her. “What’s an Enigma Crystal? Who is Latias exactly?” In the firelight, Kris saw the Dragon Elder’s face turn to a smile, and he stepped away from the pane-less windows, looking very calm and wise as he stared towards Alexis.
“Latias and Latios are the two Eon Pokemon, normally residing in the Hoenn region,” the Elder explained in a rather mystic voice, moving into the center of the room. “They are the figures, rulers and creators of soul for the female and male genders respectively. Their presence is to provide all living beings with a soul, thereby, they keep every breathing being alive.” Kris was rather stunned by this, and didn’t even notice as she pulled the Ultra Ball out, than stared down towards it: to think, the Pokemon that was practically keeping all woman alive, was right here. “Many years ago, and by that I mean hundreds, possibly thousands, the two Eon Pokemon shut bits of themselves away inside a Soul Dew each, to protect their minds, bodies and own souls from being damaged. Dragon practioneers in Hoenn than combined the Soul Dew’s with Enigma Crystal’s, powerful rocks that are vastly unexplored or explained. All that is known is that they release great power and protection, especially towards the Dragon Pokemon.” Clair and the Elder both looked out of the windows, and Kris stifled a sharp intake of breath as she came across a thought: were the beautifully glowing rocks at the bottom of the lake more Enigma Crystals?
“The Soul Dew – Enigma Crystal hybrid’s were kept hidden for many years,” the Elder continued to explain. “Latias and Latios imposed their own magic across them, deciding that only a trainer of worthy heart and soul, who had good intentions and acted for the best reasons, would be able to touch the jewel and summon them. Therefore, it was difficult for people to find them, as many people wanted to release the legendary Pokemon for themselves, have the power to control life like that…” The Elder drifted off, the serious look in his eyes taking over. Clair gave him a nervous look, than stepped forwards, doing her best to continue to look elegant as she began talking.
“However, Steven Stone was able to find them,” she continued, “though we aren’t sure how exactly: that’s been the one detail he hasn’t let slip just yet. But he went and found the two crystals, and very kindly brought them back to us, as the Hoenn Dragon Groups all broke up a few hundred years ago. We gave Steven the Latias crystal to look after, as he is a very trusting man, and we didn’t want the two crystals to be together.”
“People have broken in here a lot before, trying to steal all of our treasures,” Spike explained. Clair glared at him and he fell silent, but she nodded at his statement.
“That is quite right. If both crystals were taken, the results could be catastrophic,” Clair explained. “However….” She said and sighed, glancing over towards her Dragonite, who continued to ignore them all and stare at the wall. “Latios is a much more violent, responsive Pokemon than I imagine Latias was. He occasionally releases burst of energy through his crystal, and we think this happens when something happens in the world to anger him. A little while ago, you may remember, there was a giant storm, and – ”
“I remember: I was there fighting,” Alexis said gravely, and Clair nodded sympathetically. Kris had no idea what they were talking about, and Spike shrugged to show he was just as confused.
“Well, that event caused Latios to release a violent blast of energy that damaged this building and caused several Pokemon to become violently enraged,” Clair proceeded. “Most of them were stopped, but one escaped and rampaged for a while, until he was caught by a little boy by the name of Jericho.” Alexis gasped at this, and Kris and Spike exchanged shocked looks this time. “He had another violent outburst… but we’d rather not discuss that…” Clair added, rather quietly, and Kris was rather taken aback. Than another thought occurred to her: the masculine voice she had heard in the water. Could that have been Latios, talking to her? “We don’t know why he is so angry, but I think several factors could be involved. We’ve been debating for a while, and we can’t decide if his reactions are a sign of bad things to come, or if he wants something. But I was so pleased to see you here today Kris, as I knew that you were here to do the right thing!” Clair said with a smile, and she extended her right hand. Kris had no idea why she was doing it, but than saw her eyes drift towards her hands, and the pieces clicked together.
“What? No!” She cried, leaping to her feet and stepping backwards, instantly driving all thoughts about the voice from her head. “I haven’t come to hand Latias over to you! She responded to me touching the Enigma Crystal, she allowed me to capture her, she is my Pokemon! I came here today because she is sick and I was hoping you would help!” Clair looked rather shocked, and than she looked furious.
“We could very well need Latias to stop Latios from reacting!” She exclaimed. “It could only take a few weeks, a few months at most, to see if it’s doing anything, than you can have her back!”
“No!” Kris shouted back, and Meganium got up to protect her as Dragonite turned around, looking confused. “I’m not giving Latias over to anyone until I know why she is sick!” Clair opened her mouth to respond, but the Dragon Elder suddenly coughed, taking a small step forwards and holding his hands up.
“Clair, leave the poor girl be,” he said simply. Clair looked angry, but she turned around and stalked over to be by Dragonite. “Headstrong girl, just like her mother,” the Elder chuckled, and Kris smiled slightly, but was still annoyed that Clair wanted her to hand her Pokemon over. “We don’t require Latias to deal with Latios,” the Elder explained. “In fact, I don’t think there is anything more we can do for Latios. He had has been here a while now, and I don’t think it is good for him. I gladly would have taken him to Professor Elm’s laboratory, but I am too old to travel, and very few of our workers have Pokemon to aid them in travelling or protecting the crystal.”
“You want me to take Latios’ Enigma Crystal?” Kris asked, rather shocked at being given such a huge task. But the Elder simply smiled and shook his head.
“It must be someone from the Dragon’s Den to take it, it’s tradition,” he explained, “but I would like you to accompany them. A strong trainer such as yourself would provide excellent protection for such a valuable artefact, and it could do well for your Latias,” and without warning the Elder took the Ultra Ball from Kris’ hands and held it in his own. Kris wanted to snatch it back, but Spike put a kind, calm, reassuring hand on her shoulder, and she melted under his touch, instantly relaxing. The Elder examined the Ultra Ball with interest, running it through his hands, holding it in different ways, under different lights, staring at it all over.
“Latias cannot be healed by modern medicine, or even the type of healing us Dragon Worshipers take part in,” the Elder explained, and Kris’ heart sank, her entire body deflating in shock. After everything she’d gone through today, from battling the angry Gyarados to outmanoeuvring flying rock spikes, had been totalling worthless… there was nothing anyone could do for Latias…
“Now don’t look that down heartened!” The Elder said, smiling warmly but his eyes still very serious. “Latias can very easily be healed… well, easily enough, if you can do it. Latias is a Pokemon of soul, as I explained only a few moments ago. She feels the souls of those around her, and can absorb in their energy, wheter it is good or bad, and can use it in her battle. But her strongest soul connection is with that of her trainer: if her trainer is feeling very happy, than Latias will feel very happy, but if her trainer feels very sad or angry, than Latias will be absorbing in a lot of negative energy.” Kris froze up in shock, quickly looking away from everyone and down at her feet instead. More words from her experience in the Mist came into her head as she remembered, in horror, about why she may have caused Latias to become so sick: I usually need calm, relaxed environments in order to perform it, tapping into my softer demeanour… I try not to use Mist Ball in those situations: it is really not good for me. Was Kris responsible all along for Latias being so sick? She felt horrible, and could feel a tear forming up in her eyes.
“It is not your fault that you have poured so much into Latias,” the Elder said softly as if he was reading Kris’ mind. “It seems that Latias has formed a very quick and strong connection with you, and that doesn’t seem to have paid off. Latias can be healed, yes, but it will require you to remove all negative energy from your life, and try to provide yourself with more positivity.”
“I can do that… I hope…,” Kris mumbled, though she was very relieved to know that Latias could very well recover from her strange ailment. There was a splashing noise from outside, and Kris looked out to see Gold emerging from the water, riding on Feraligatr. He was the source of the negative energy in her life, and the memories of their last battle had been bugging her all day. She had been angry at him than about their dramatic six-on-six battle previously, and had than been shocked and appalled at his brutal treatment of his Pokemon and erratic behaviour. Kris had been having bad thoughts about Gold on and off since their battle, and had been thinking some rather nasty things.
“I had a feeling that there was some rivalry between you two.” Kris snapped around to see all eyes were on her watching Gold, with Clair smirking slightly. She blushed slightly before nodding, and the dragon gym leader continued to chuckle as she walked towards the Dragonite on the tapestry. Her own Dragonite moved aside as she tapped on the sewn in figure, and everyone heard a clicking sound. The figure suddenly swung open on a section of the wall, and a small brown box was pushed out from inside. Clair smiled as she picked it up, and than passed it towards Spike.
“M-M-M-Me?” He stuttered, his blue eyes wide with shock.
“You will accompany Kris to New Bark Town, where you will deliver this box to Professor Elm,” Clair explained. “Kris will aide you in protecting Latios, and you, in return, will help her think positive thoughts.” The gym leader than looked towards Kris, who quickly snapped out of romantic thoughts that were filling her mind about Spike and paid attention. “I want to battle that Latias when you bring Spike back, so make sure she is healed and ready to battle when you return.”
“Don’t worry, I think I’ll be very positive,” Kris replied, and Meganium couldn’t help but giggle girlishly. The Elder smiled widely, and Spike continued to look absolutely astounded as he held the magnificently carved brown box, a symbol similar to that on Latias’ stomach and head adorning the top of the box. But just as Kris prepared to give her thanks and goodbyes, there was a coughing noise behind.
“What about the tournament?” Alexis huffed, standing on her feet and looking cross. Kris had completely forgotten about the tournament in all the rush of information, and it seemed both Clair and Spike had as well. But the Elder simply smiled, and he pulled out from under his robes two silk bags.
“Alexis, I believe your Pidgeot’s wings crossed the finish line seconds before the flower of Meganium’s neck here, so here is your $10,000 prize,” he said kindly, and Alexis’ eyes bulged, her jaw dropping, and Kris and Meganium sighed and smiled as she collected the money. “Kris, that means you come second, therefore earning yourself the $5,000 prize money and one of our two other prizes. I think the Dragon Scale could be most useful for you, as than you can evolve that wonderful Seadra of yours.”
“Great idea!” Kris said with a wide beam, glad to know where that term had come from. She and Meganium exchanged wide happy beams as she collected her $5,000 prize, amazed by the large amount of money in her hands.
“I’m just going to pack some things, I’ll meet you outside the gym, ok?” Spike asked excitedly, and Kris nodded as the Elder passed over the turquoise scale with a slight creamy tinge at the end.
“Give it to Seadra to hold and then transfer her over the PC Box System,” Clair explained, “so that they powerful energy in the transfer system will cause her molecular structure to merge with the scale.” Kris simply nodded, not understanding much of what she said. She pocketed her money and the scale, along with Latias’ Ultra Ball, and waved goodbye to Alexis.
“Oh yes, see you again some time!” Alexis called out, and then looked back towards her money.
“Good luck Kris. Pop in after your gym match so I can check how things went,” the Elder said warmly, and Clair simply nodded solemnly. Kris shook the Elder’s hand, before putting an arm around Meganium and strolling out of the building.
Ten minutes later, Kris and Meganium were back outside, having walked up the staircase and along the lake with difficulty due to Meganium’s much larger width. But Kris wanted to be with her starter Pokemon, as they had spent little time together during the frozen days in the Ice Cave, and she wanted to bond with her for a little bit.
“Next stop’s home,” Kris whispered, staring down at Route 45 as the midday sun lit up it gorgeously. “You excited to go back, see if Cyndaquil is still there?”
“Ganium Mega Mega!” Meganium responded happily, and Kris smiled. She was excited about being home as well: seeing her mother, Professor Elm, the familiar sights and sounds, and taking such an important package with her! It would be just the positive boost to bring Latias out of her negative coma, and than Kris would be able to easily wipe Clair and her dragons. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind her, and Kris turned around.
“Taken you long enough, I’ve been ready to go for – Oh…” Kris stopped mid sentence as Gold stood there, a slight smile on his face. Kris could feel rage boiling up inside of her, conveniently behind the Skarmory-spike shaped mark that was now engraved into her stomach. She couldn’t help but feel angry, but took in several deep breathes, wondering if she could calm herself down for Latias’ sake.
“Hello there Kris,” Gold said, still smirking, but Kris simply turned away, ignoring him, “Come on Kris, it wasn’t my fault that Skarmory flew into you, now is it? I was just trying to get to the black box first, and Skarmory accidentally hit you, alright?”
“Oh bullshit!” Kris snapped, and Meganium sighed as Kris turned around angrily. But she didn’t care if she vented her feelings: Gold was lying, and she needed to let off some steam. “You very clearly flew into me, and I could have died if Noctowl hadn’t saved me just in time! I don’t need to listen to your excuses anymore Gold, and I don’t need to deal with your crap!”
“What do you mean?” Gold asked innocently, and Kris wanted to run forward and punch him brutally.
“I mean I’m not going to battle you anymore!” Kris shouted back, the words forming before her brain could even process them. She paused, but she quickly knew that she was actually making sense. “It isn’t good for me or my Pokemon to do anything near you, with you or against you. You can go and find yourself another bloody rival, because I can’t be bothered anymore!”
“Come on Kris, you know you’ll regret those words in a few days time,” Gold said with his smirk. “Why not one more battle, for old times sake, see how much you enjoy them?” Kris’ rage was moving through her body very quickly, and she was no longer able to control herself.
“If you want a battle, here’s a battle for you!” She snapped, and quickly swung her left leg forwards. Meganium burst out into laughter as Kris’ foot struck between Gold’s legs, and he toppled to the ground, groaning and eyes rolling. “I don’t need my Pokemon to fight you for me, I can stick up for myself! That’s what I like to call Groin Attack: Fighting type attack, 80 power, infinite power points and a 30% chance of infertility!” Kris shouted down at him, her anger quickly turning to power. “I can’t be bothered with you anymore Gold, so you can just play with yourself from now on.”
“What’s going on here?” Kris looked up, ignoring Gold’s groaning and Meganium’s hysterical laughter to see Spike, still wearing his black robes and carrying his staff, but now a tatty black backpack that blended into his clothing and hair on his shoulder. He looked down at Gold with a look between amusement and shock. “And how is kicking him meant to help you with Latias?”
“Oh, it’s a very positive thing,” Kris said with a smile, “I feel bloody fantastic!” Spike smirked as he moved past Gold, and extend an arm.
“Shall we head off then, oh Protector of Latios?” He asked, and Kris giggled.
“Certainly, oh Bringer of Positivity,” she replied and wrapped her left arm around his right. Meganium gave Kris a look, but she waved her a hand as she smiled the widest she had in months. As they began to walk back through Blackthorn, Kris could feel herself becoming calm. She had stood up to Gold, had got some sound advice, as well as could know evolve her Seadra, and was now heading home. And, glancing to her left, Kris didn’t mind her new company either…
Gold, on the other hand, was furious.
He lay there on the ground, clutching his groin area and glaring at Kris as she walked off into the distance. Of course Skarmory had flown into her on his command: Gold knew very quickly that he wasn’t going to beat Kris or the others in a fair battle, so he just hoped he would be able to push her out of the competition. She hadn’t been too badly injured, unfortunately, and Gold had been delayed by the flying rocks and than struggling to breathe underwater. Jericho had crossed the finish line just after Kris left the building, and Gold had been left trailing behind. He couldn’t bare to face the Dragon Elder after that humiliating loss, and had simply left, only to face Kris.
How could she turn him down! Gold had based his entire battle strategy and training around conquering all of Kris’ known Pokemon. He had trained endlessly, rigorously and powerfully to get his Pokemon up to scratch, only for Kris to throw it back in his face. All this time wasted… all this training to beat her… Gold could feel anger boiling through his blood, and forced himself to his feet. He wouldn’t waste the past few months: if Kris wanted to give up, that was fine by him. Gold would train harder, longer and better, and than one day, one day soon, he would face her in a battle. It would be public, it would be national, maybe even international, and it will be embarrassing for Kris as Gold’s team wipes the floor with her.
“I will destroy you, Krystal Soul,” Gold hissed, “and I will become the greatest trainer in the world. Just you try and stop me.”
Next Time: Homecoming.
In this long anticipated story, Kris returns to New Bark Town with Spike, hoping to find everything relaxed. However, a number of shocks and surprise are set to turn her world upside down as her mother drops a bombshell, she learns some bad truths about her Pokemon, and an age old secret is finally revealed. Plus, we see Gold in his natural habitat as he returns to his family home, we meet his parents and see the consequences of Hayden Soul's death on the community.
24th July 2011, 05:48 AM #232
Banana eating Gengar
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
Oooooooooooooooh... I really want to know what happens!
24th July 2011, 04:56 PM #233
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
Glad to know :D What did you think of the final part though?
1st October 2011, 03:13 PM #234
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War
Another new story! :D Hope you all enjoy the rivetting Homecoming!
Kris couldn’t wait to get home.
It had taken only two days to get down through Routes 45 and 46 with Spike in tow. The joining routes went entirely downhill, following a valley towards New Bark Town and Cherrygrove City. A beautiful river ran sparkling between two paths, and the surrounding mountain ranges were towering yet magnificent. A cave promised mystery and adventure to one side, and they had been tempted to pause and explore the depths of the mountains.
Though for Kris and Spike, they couldn’t really stop and enjoy the scenery. They both had serious missions to do in delivering Latios’ Enigma Crystal and trying to heal Latias with positive thoughts, so they stuck to a strict schedule. They stopped only briefly to eat, and walked briskly along, exchanging their life stories as they did so. The grass wasn’t too long and easy to move through, and Kris was easily able to blast Pokemon aside with her team. She seemed to had a new feeling of confidence around her as they ventured down one of the most beautiful routes in Johto, and Kris wasn’t entirely sure why. Maybe it was due to her confronting Gold back at Blackthorn Gym, or maybe it was the fact that she was getting close to her home town for the first time in weeks, but Kris had a sneaky suspicion it had to do with Spike.
There was some sort of connection between the two that Kris wasn’t quite sure of, but she could definitely feel it. She hadn’t spent as much time with a boy around her own age for quite a while, except for Gold, but Kris would rather stick her head inside Magcargo’s shell than be attracted to him. Spike showed a side of boys Kris hadn’t seen before: he listened to her, talked to her, and was overall very nice to her. He shared how his parents were Dragon Researchers working for the Dragon’s Den, and that he worked at the Dragon’s Den to won his own bit of money. Kris was fascinated by him, and began bombarding him with questions about his life, more excited by the answers than most people would be. Spike didn’t seem to mind though, and Kris just couldn’t help but swoon.
Now they were completely the last part of their journey. Having just navigated their way down a considerably steep hill, Kris and Spike emerged onto a bare grassy field, with only a few Rattata and Sentret playing in the grass. The trees and grass swayed around them, but the wind was silent, filling the air with the quiet buzz that came before a large event. Kris and Spike walked briskly past the towering trees, a signpost up ahead pointing towards New Bark Town, signalling they were nearly there. Kris was excited and was bouncing with every step, struggling to hold her excitement in. She walked faster than Spike, allowing her to get ahead and pass the row of trees first.
As soon as Kris felt the wind, she knew she was home.
By leaving the cover of trees, the silent wind began to batter against Kris, familiar and welcome like a pet greeting its master after a long absence. Her white jacket and blue-green hair were being battered, but Kris didn’t care, shutting her eyes and letting the wind wash over her. She was home… after all this time, Kris was nearly home.
“Why is it so bloody windy?” Kris opened her eyes and turned as Spike appeared alongside, fastening his black robes together to stop them flapping in the wind.
“It’s a coastal town: the sea breezes roll in,” Kris explained, and Spike simply huffed. “There’s nothing wrong with a bit of a wind!”
“There’s never any wind up in Blackthorn, the mountains block it all off,” Spike explained, clasping onto his staff as if it would magic the wind away. “You live here, your use to it!” Kris simply giggled, matching as his black hair was blown in a rather attractive manner. “Let’s just get going then, shall we?” Spike suggested, and Kris nodded. She hadn’t had a chance to examine her old town in much detail, but as they began to move along the route, Kris began to see the roofs of houses, the familiar paint job of Professor Elm’s laboratory, the old fields and roads she use to run around… finally, she was home.
“I can see you’re excited to be back,” Spike said, who Kris realised had to move swiftly to keep up, staff swinging dangerously, “but we do have to get to Elm’s lab to drop the Enigma Crystal off first.” Kris’ happiness faded as she remembered the task they’d been set: it was important they delivered the Crystal, but she’d been so happy to be back in town, and in her books, it was slightly more important.
“Just think of how positive Latias and you are going to feel about being home!” Spike said quickly, and Kris nodded, realising that she must be displaying her emotions across her face more than she realised. Getting Latias healed was just as important, and Kris was sure that her positivity must already be making progress.
“Your right, I guess,” Kris teased, “this trip will be good: we heal the Lati’s, I see my mum and Pokemon, and than can go battle Clair!”
“I think having a battle against Clair would be a bit tougher than one you’ve currently had,” Spike explained. “She can be very tough when she wants,” he continued, and Kris nodded along. She was excited for this final gym battle, but was extremely nervous as well. It was the last badge she needed before taking on the league, something that had been Kris’ goal since longer than she could remember. Would Clair be an easy enough battle, or would the challenge be so tough that Kris and her Pokemon wouldn’t be able to survive? Meganium, Noctowl, Seadra, Espeon, Miltank and Magcargo were healthy and strong, but could they withstand the might of the Dragon Pokemon? Would Ampharos and Latias be healed in time to take part in the match? Kris tried to avoid Spike’s curious gaze, glancing the other direction to prevent him seeing her true worries in her eyes.
Suddenly, without even noticing, Kris was in New Bark.
She paused in her movements, all thoughts of the gym leaving her head, simply taking it all in. The buildings, the breeze, the streets, the grass, the colours, the sunshine… it was like a breath of fresh air after travelling through unfamiliar cities for all this time. Kris breathed in, recognising familiar smells of flowers, baked delights and chimney smoke. Spike stared around with interest, not noticing as Kris spun around, recognising the houses of teachers, old friends, some of her mother’s friends, Ruby’s family home…
Kris stopped spinning, staring at the house with a familiar mixture of sadness and guilt. She had used to dream of going on her adventure with Ruby when she was still around. Kris wondered how things would have been if she had travelled with her: would she have a rivalry with Gold, would she have met Hanoko, would her father have left? These sorts of ‘What Ifs?’ always bothered Kris, and she struggled to push them away now, all the familiar issues she had with the town coming back with the good ones…
“This town is really nice!” Spike nearly shouted, bringing Kris out of her thoughts. “I’ve never been anywhere outside of Blackthorn, admittedly, but this is a really neat little town! Your houses all look so cool, you must show me yours!”
“Of course I will, it’s twice as awesome as the others!” Kris said, wiping a tear away before turning back around. “Maybe we should deliver the Enigma Crystal first though, as you were just telling me off about that!”
“True true,” Spike laughed, and they began to wander back towards the green and light brown laboratory that dominated most of one street of New Bark Town. Kris hadn’t been here for months, and was looking forward to the opportunity to see Professor Elm and check up on Ampharos and Miltank, who were currently at the lab.
“Meganium, I nearly forgot, you started your journey here as well!” Kris suddenly exclaimed and reached for the PokeBall. Spike stood asides as light appeared between them, and the large green Meganium quickly formed.
“Gani Mega Gani!” Meganium chimed with a wide grin on her face, and she suddenly began to dance forwards, racing towards the steps.
“Meganium, slow down!” Kris laughed, and she and Spike quickly set chase, racing to catch up to her. Meganium began to bound up the stairs, the wood creaking beneath her large feet, and charged straight towards the glass doors, which were beginning to part…
“Woah, slow down there!” A feminine voice wafted from behind Meganium, who came to since a sudden halt that Spike ran into her hide, bouncing backwards down the stairs. Kris didn’t even notice, her attention turned towards the woman who had just spoken, her heart skipping a few beats at the sound of her voice.
“Mum!” Kris shouted and charged around Meganium. Persephone was startled as Kris wrapped her arms around her waist, but she quickly smiled widely and hugged her daughter back, a touch Kris hadn’t felt in weeks.
“It is lovely to see you again darling,” Persephone said sweetly. “Elm called this morning to say that you were coming, so we came to greet you, just in time it seems!” Kris smirked, too happy to truly register what her mother had said. But as Meganium nuzzled against Persephone and Spike got back to his feet, rubbing his head, the doors parted once more, and a wooden thud sounded behind them.
“Save some of that for your grandmother!” A second voice called, followed by a croaky laugh. Kris gasped and turned her head as Hanoko wandered towards her, her aged face full of youth as she beamed widely at her granddaughter.
“Hanoko, what are you doing here?” Kris exclaimed, giving her a wide hug. She had last seen both women back at Ecruteak City when Hayden had been buried, and Kris had presumed Hanoko would stay there while Persephone came back to New Bark.
“Oh Kris, I’ve been stuck in Ecruteak for far too long,” Hanoko boomed, stroking Meganium with her cane. “Morty and his bloody ghost and some creaky old tower aren’t good enough for a fabulous woman of my age! Leafeon, Glaceon and I needed a change of scenery, so I came here to get to know my daughter-in-law and granddaughter a bit better,” Hanoko explained, her happiness glinting in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around Persephone and Kris. “Your town is simply beautiful, you must be proud! It is so lovely to be in such a peaceful environment, and to have a garden to potter around in without other people stomping through, or getting blown up either,” Hanoko added in whisper, and Kris laughed despite the guilt that built up. “And the locals are much friendly here as well! Harriet Hartley took us shopping, and I brought some lovely new clothes for us!” Hanoko stretched her arms out wide and Kris stepped backwards, nearly laughing: Hanoko and Persephone were wearing matching tie-dyed blue dresses that went down to the floor, making them look like moving sections of water.
“Hanoko thought getting matching dresses would be a lovely idea,” Persephone said through clenched teeth, and she and Kris exchanged smirks at the ridiculousness of their outfits. Kris was glad to be back amongst the humour, and rushed forwards and gave the two a silent hug.
“Would you mind introducing me?” The hug lasted only a few seconds before Spike spoke up, and Kris turned around, slightly annoyed at being interrupted, but Spike’s annoyed face was to cute to get angry at.
“Alright: Spike, my mother Persephone and grandmother Hanoko,” Kris explained quickly. “Mum and Hanoko, this is Spike, a worker at the Dragon’s Den. He is here to deliver Latios’ Enigma Crystal,” Kris added seriously, and Persephone and Hanoko exchanged interested looks.
“Nice to meet you all,” Spike said, extending a hand out towards them with a smile on his face. Persephone gladly shook it, but Hanoko pulled a slightly disgruntled face.
“You look shady boy. What is with all the black cloaks and black hair? I’ve seen youth like you roaming through the streets of Ecruteak, and I think there is something fishy about a teenager who wears enough leather that they pass for a Miltank!” She grumbled, prodding Spike with her cane.
“MEGAAAA!” Meganium laughed, her head tipping sideways on Kris’ shoulder, her trainer struggling to hold her laughter in. Spike simply spluttered nervously, not sure how exactly to respond, and Hanoko grunted in discontent.
“Come on, let’s just go inside and see Professor Elm, shall we?” Persephone said quickly, and Kris nodded, still struggling to hold her laughter in. Spike quickly slipped past Hanoko, whose aging eyes followed him as he passed.
“Your grandmother is scary!” He whispered as the glass doors parted, and Kris and Meganium simply laughed.
“Just be glad she hasn’t hit you with her cane yet,” Kris replied, and Meganium chortled as the group headed inside the laboratory, leaving the rest of New Bark Town behind as Kris and Spike completed the first part of their mission.
Only a few metres away, walking slowly behind, was Gold.
He had followed Kris and Spike through the trees, watched them enter the town and watched as Kris’ reunited with her family. Rage and embarrassment from the Dragon’s Den was still fresh in Gold’s mind, and he clutched several of his PokeBall’s furiously in his pocket and he walked towards Elm’s Lab.
Gold wanted to get his revenge, and the perfect place to do so was right where it had all begun.
Professor Elm’s lab looked the same as it had when Kris had left all those weeks ago: same number of computers, same number of tables and desk, more supplies and paperwork scattered throughout the research hub of Johto. A few scientists were gathered around a metal cube with a large telescope sticking out of it, one of them fidgeting with several controls. Professor Elm had been turned towards another cube-shaped device, but quickly turned around as the doors beeped.
“Ah Krystal, it is so wonderful to see you again!” He called, and rushed towards her, giving her a firm handshake. The other scientists looked up and nodded towards the group before turning back towards the machine. “How have your travels been? Better than my last Dex Holders, I hope. Got some gym badges? How are your other Pokemon? Oh my god, look at you!” Elm cried as he saw Meganium, who raised her head proudly as the scientist stroked her neck. “So wonderful to see another perfect evolution!”
“Mega Mega Ni Gani!” Meganium called happily, and Kris smiled.
“Everyone else is fine, except for Ampharos and Latias, of course,” she explained.
“Ah yes, poor Ampharos,” Elm sighed. “My scientists are examining her DNA as we speak to look for any possible causes for her condition,” and he pointed towards the scientists and the large metal cube. “The cube keeps Ampharos in her energy form so we can examine the DNA in that form.”
“Wow… that’s very high tech,” Kris said, “I hope that it is able to do something.”
“Quite so. We may use it for extracting Latios’ DNA as well, if you have the Enigma Crystal with you, of course,” Elm said, and glanced towards Spike. The black haired teenager had been marvelling the world that was entirely more high tech than the cave where he usually resided, and was surprised to find himself being spoken to.
“Oh yes, I have it right here,” Spike explained, and rumbled through his tatty bag. He pulled a large purple towel out, and it unfurled it to reveal the simple brown box. Elm’s eyes widened in excitement, and he quickly but carefully picked it up.
“Thank you very much for this!” The professor said excitedly, clasping it carefully and taking it quickly towards the second metal cube. “I will examine the crystal in detail to see what is causing Latios to react angrily through it.”
“Clair requested to be updated first with any findings,” Spike said, and Professor Elm nodded. Kris opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly something weird happened: the box flashed a blue so bright that Kris and Persephone gasped, and there was a collective whirr as the lights dimmed and all the machines turned off.
“Power outage!” Persephone gasped. Professor Elm simply wheeled around in shock, gobsmacked to find all of his systems had crashed: all the computers had turned off, dozens of machines had shut down, and all unnatural light disappeared, leaving sunlight streaming in through the glass doors to guide their way. Kris didn’t care about any of this, rushing straight towards the metal cube the scientists were crowded around. A PokeBall sat in a small chute, and Kris snatched it up quickly, wondering if the power cut had caused any further harm to Ampharos, and pressed the button. Red energy lit up the darker laboratory, and Ampharos quickly formed on the tiled floor.
“Ampha Ampharos!” The electric type chimed happily, and gave Kris a hug that she quickly reciprocated.
“It’s so good to see you, how have you been?” Kris asked, Meganium coming over to greet her team mate as well. It would have been a lovely reunion after Ampharos had been gone for a while, Professor Elm testing her to try and unlock her electrical abilities that had been shut off for some time. But now didn’t seem look a good time: the scientists were rushing around, trying to reboot their computers and check that their vital research hadn’t been wiped.
“Kris, I think it is best if we leave now darling,” Persephone called out, and Kris nodded, moving quickly back towards her family and Spike as Elm looked ready to explode. “Spike, you are welcome to come and visit the house. I have a chocolate cake in the oven that my Noctowl, Hooty, is watching, and it should be ready to come out when we get home!”
“That sounds lovely,” Spike said with a smile, careful not to stand to close to the still stern faced Hanoko. “Pity that Latios is still causing mischief. We don’t have much electrical equipment at the Dragon’s Den, so he never did anything like this.”
“It’s fine, I’m sure the Professor can work it out,” Kris replied as they began to walk out, giving Elm a parting wave. He simply nodded at them, grabbing the wooden box and taking it towards a large fridge-looking cabinet at the back.
“I’ve never been a fan for all this electrical hoo-ha!” Hanoko scoffed, clunking her cane against a computer hard drive as they walked past. “I don’t mind the stuff from around my days, but all these fancy computers and portable music gizmos all seem a bit unneeded if you ask me!” The elderly lady scoffed, and the others simply nodded along, more focused on how they would get through the electronically controlled doors. As Hanoko rambled on about typewriters and stereos, Ampharos ran forwards and rubbed her tail against the door. There was a light electrical spark between her red orb and the glass, and the doors slid open enough for Meganium to pass through.
“Good job Ampharos, nice to see some improvement!” Kris said happily, and Ampharos beamed widely. Spike and Persephone smiled as well, and Kris was glad to see that Ampharos was at least being positive, rather than getting down about her condition.
“Are you really going to congratulate something as pitiful as that?” A voice sneered behind them, and the procession froze as they began to head down the stairs. Each one of them recognised the voice, but only Persephone’s blood didn’t boil in the knowledge that Gold was once again with them. Hanoko and Spike’s hands tightened on their staffs, and Kris angrily turned around, not at all pleased to see Gold’s face in front of her, a mixture of anger and smugness across it.
Her stomach twinged painfully at the sight of him, and Kris was still furious about her near death during the orienteering. She was furious about most of the stuff Gold had done, the memory of Ruby throbbing rather painfully being back in town, but an attempted murder, despite what he claimed, pushed things too far for Kris. Yet she was not going to deal with Gold today. Kris vividly remembered kicking him in the groin and her choice of words afterwards, and stook by her statement not to deal with him anymore. She was hear for her family, her Pokemon and Latios, and not for anything else.
“Hello Gold, hope your day is going well,” Kris said cheerily. “I hope your journey here went well, and that you retain the ability to piss properly.” Spike howled with laughter and Gold’s face screwed up angrily.
“I was just coming to show Professor Elm my latest acquisition,” he said through clenched teeth, and opened his hand to reveal a badge. It was black with red bits and shaped like some sort of Pokemon face, glaring up at Kris from his sweaty palm.
“The Blackthorn Gym Rising Badge,” Persephone said, “good for you Gold!” Gold thanked her, but Kris was too surprised to care: he had managed to get the last gym badge before her; he had managed to defeat Clair.
“Feraligatr knows some nifty Ice type moves, and I was able to use some pretty cunning strategies,” Gold explained smugly, putting the badge back in his pocket. Spike looked too in shock to say anything, which Kris put down to someone like Gold defeating his idol.
“Good for you Gold, I hope it was an invigorating battle,” Kris said simply, remembering Latias and her pledge not to care for Gold. She saw his eyes bulge with surprise at her comment, and Kris exchanged smiles with Meganium and Ampharos. Hanoko was still glowering angrily at Gold, her cane clutched threateningly as always, but Persephone looked rather surprised at the tension between them all.
“We should head off, see if the cake is ready,” she said, giving Kris a pointed look that her daughter easily recognised: it meant ‘I don’t know what’s going on, but you better tell quickly!’ Kris nodded, and she led her Pokemon in moving forwards. Hanoko continued to glare at Gold as she walked forwards, as did Spike, who was still annoyed about the fact Gold had won.
“I’ll see you before you leave here Krystal,” Gold called at as the group departed, “I need a decent battle after that gym,” he added goading. “For all that hype, Clair was a bit of a pushover.”
“THAT’S IT!” Spike roared, and Kris had barely turned around before the long staff was swung, smashing into Gold’s legs. For a horrible second, Kris thought Spike was going to beat him with it, but the staff was discarded and Spike dived in with balled up fists, driving them into Gold’s face.
“STOP THIS!” Persephone screamed as Gold began to punch back, the two teenagers wrestling and rolling through the grass. Several residents were rushing out, looking appalled at the violence in front of them.
“Swing, hit him, hit him!” Hanoko jeered, swinging her cane, looking ready to get in there and begin beating Gold herself. Kris wanted to laugh, but she was too amazed by the violence to do anything. Meganium and Ampharos both looked shocked as well, unable to do anything to split them apart, blood beginning to fly in specks from the tangle of limbs and bodies.
“ETHAN HARTLEY, STOP THIS AT ONCE!” A voice boomed from across the town. The twittering watches froze in shock, all staring towards the source of the voice. Gold pushed Spike off, both of them with bruised eyes and bloody faces, and Kris rushed quickly towards Spike, keeping one eye on the figure that spoke.
It was a man, nearing fifty, with sleeked back grey hair that made him look a bit old but very classy. He was wearing a three piece navy suit with watching tie, despite the fact the sun was out and the temperature was up. This man was clearly a businessman, a very wealthy one at that, and everyone in the town (except Spike) knew who he was.
“Hello father,” he hissed bitterly, standing to his feet as he wiped blood from his mouth. Harold Hartley glared down at his son, a look Kris imagined he would give someone he was about to fire.
“Ethan, we need to have a chat,” Harold growled, his voice deep and full of rage. With a nasty glare on his face, Gold forced himself to stand up and move towards his father. Harold nodded at Persephone, before leading his son away with an arm around his shoulders, leaving Kris rather puzzled by the exchange, and the entire street full of tension.
Last edited by AceTrainer14; 2nd October 2011 at 01:42 AM.
7th October 2011, 09:11 AM #235
Get the cool shoeshine!
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War Homecoming Prt 1
Interesting. I am waiting for the final chapter. This chapter makes me feel suspense. Good warm-up to the grand finale.
7th October 2011, 03:41 PM #236
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War Homecoming Prt 1
Glad you are enjoying it so far. Hope you enjoy this part as well! Though not the next story is the penultimate, which should be very exciting! Also, I called Gold's mum Harriet rather than Henrietta in the last part. It has been corrected for this one
“How does it feel?”
“Better… not as bad as before.”
It didn’t take long once the fight had ended for the street to clear. Several residents were still peering through their curtains though, watching Kris and Spike as they sat on a park bench. Seadra had frozen a BubbleBeam to create a bag of ice, which Spike now had rested against a darkening eye. Meganium and Ampharos were now happily running around, Seadra resting on Meganium’s back. Kris was going to send Miltank, Espeon and Magcargo out, but wanted to wait a minute to see how Spike was doing.
“You really shouldn’t have fought him,” Kris said in a slight scolding tone. Spike simply sighed and nodded, dabbing a tissue against his bloody lip.
“I know I shouldn’t have, but he is just such an arrogant little pig!” He replied angrily. “He has been so nasty to you for no reason, and I can tell your grandmother doesn’t like him very much either, though I don’t know if she likes anyone but you,” Spike added, and Kris laughed. “I wasn’t just going to stand there and let him get away with insulting Clair! She is a brilliant trainer, and I’m sure she put up an excellent fight.”
“She did seem very strong minded and powerful,” Kris said in agreement, “and I’m sure that she put up a much better fight than the way Gold said it, but you still shouldn’t have gone and fought him!” Spike looked up at her, and for several moments the two simply stared into each other’s eyes, Kris’ full of concern and worry, and Spike giving her a rather meaningful, understanding stare. They remained in this look for several moments, and Kris felt her heart racing, her stomach flip inside her body, tempted to reach out and grasp onto Spike’s hands. His left hand dropped the bloody tissue, and Kris saw it extend slightly towards hers. But awkwardness got the best of them, and they quickly turned away, Kris sad to find herself lacking the courage to act on her feelings.
“Your right, I’m sorry, fighting him was silly,” Spike said very quickly, and Kris nodded. “I was going to battle him, but I don’t think my Pokemon are that strong.”
“Oh rubbish!” Kris scoffed, leaping to her feet. “Any Pokemon are strong enough to conquer Gold and his gang of passive aggressive little monsters! You work at the Dragon’s Den, surely your Pokemon are tough in ways.”
“I only have one Pokemon, and he isn’t… I don’t get to train that often… we don’t have a wide move variety…” Spike explained sheepishly. “That’s why they wanted you to travel with me, as I alone couldn’t protect the Enigma Crystal.”
“Well, why don’t we battle then, get some training in?” Kris suggested, and Meganium and Ampharos stopped running, all three Pokemon turning at the mention of battling. “They seem keen, I’m keen, so why don’t we?” Spike looked a bit uneasy, but he nodded after a few moments and stood up, wincing slightly due to a sore stomach from the fight.
“Megani Mega Meganium?” Meganium asked happily.
“Seadra Dra?” Seadra called.
“Sorry guys, but I think Ampharos should have a turn at battling,” Kris said. Ampharos’ face lit up, and she rushed forwards and gave Kris another big hug, clapping her hands together as she waddled in front. Kris was happy to give her a chance at stretching her abilities, and it would be good for Spike to go up against.
“You two had some good battles at the Dragon’s Den, so enjoy this,” Kris told the other two. “Seadra, check out the Dragon moves that you could be using soon!”
“Dra!” Seadra nodded, and Meganium led her over to the park bench. Spike was now standing a few metres in front of Ampharos, leaning on his staff as he held a PokeBall up towards Kris.
“This Pokemon hatched from an egg my father gave me, and I hope it becomes as strong as Lance’s Pokemon!” Spike boomed, and Kris smiled, liking his little introduction. “Shelgon, out you come!” There was a flash of light, and Kris gasped as a Pokemon formed before her: it was looked like a circular grey shell, but had four little legs sticking out and two yellow eyes glaring out. Kris quickly pulled her pink PokeDex out from her bag, scanning the Pokemon not known to Johto.
“Shelgon, evolves from Bagon… Rock Head… blah blah blah… Oooh, it is a Dragon, nice!” Kris said, and Spike smiled widely. Ampharos looked down at Shelgon, who was pawing at the ground, looking up determinedly at Ampharos.
“He doesn’t get many battles, so I hope he enjoys this one,” Spike explained, and Kris nodded once again, knowing that Ampharos’ electrical attacks would be useless against him even if she had them.
“I’m going to be a nice little girl and let you go first,” Kris said, and Spike smiled widely, putting his bag of ice down, ready to focus fully on the battle. Shelgon seemed to be quivering with excitement, and Ampharos clenched her fists, ready to fight.
“Start off with Headbutt!” Spike shouted.
“Focus Blast, deflect him!” Kris commanded instantly.
“GOOOOOON!” Shelgon shouted, and suddenly ran forwards, his little legs moving as fast as they allowed. Ampharos put her hands together, causing red energy to quickly form into a spherical shape, just as Shelgon got closer, the top of his head glowing brighter as the Headbutt readied.
“AMPHAAAA!” Ampharos shouted, throwing the Focus Blast forwards. Shelgon was too close to avoid it, and there was a red explosion between the two. Kris shielded her eyes, but was able to see Shelgon fly backwards, thumping against the ground besides Spike. For a second, she thought it was all over already, but Shelgon leapt up, eyes glaring viciously towards her.
“He isn’t going to give up that easily,” Spike called. “Now Shelgon, try a DragonBreath!” Shelgon nodded, and Kris was impressed by the quick switch to a Special move, and decided to shake things up.
“Fire Punch Ampharos!” Kris ordered, and Ampharos ran forwards, right fist bursting into flame, as Shelgon opened his mouth wide. Golden purple flames shot out of Shelgon’s hidden mouth, and Kris expected Ampharos to be blasted backwards by the superior attack. However, Kris was surprised to find Ampharos was only slightly hindered, still able to run forwards with her spare hand out to try and block the sparkling fire.
“PHAROS!” She screamed, ramming her fist into Shelgon’s face in a burst of fire. This time, Spike was forced to move asides as Shelgon soared backwards, his body bursting into flame to signal a burn.
“Do you want to keep going?” Kris called nervously. She didn’t want to defeat Shelgon and make him and Spike feel him, and especially didn’t want to give Spike any reason to dislike her. But the teenager simply shook his head, watching as Shelgon got back to his feet, slightly scorched but ready to continue.
“We are going to fight until the finish! Another DragonBreath, try for a paralysis!” Spike commanded, and Shelgon nodded, running forwards to ensure he was close enough to make the attack hot. Kris was surprised by their determination and refusal to back down, and she glanced towards Ampharos, who stood there looking very determined, ready to fight in whatever way possible: wasn’t it only fair that Kris gave her the same level of determination and commitment?
“Ampharos, I want you to try your hardest and try and use a Thunderbolt!” Kris called out encouragingly. Meganium and Seadra looked shocked, and even Ampharos looked uneasy as Shelgon continued to get closer. “I believe in you Ampharos, and I know you can unleash that inner spark!”
“Amph!” Ampharos replied, nodding her head and turning back towards Shelgon. Her red tail began to glow, and electricity cackled throughout her body, her face screwed up in determination.
Come on, I know you can do it! Kris thought, crossing her fingers on both hands and watching as Shelgon ran forwards ready to fire. His mouth opened just as Ampharos raised a fist, sparks flying from the end.
Before either Kris or Spike knew it, there was an explosion. Yellow electricity flew from between the two, followed by a exploding purple cloud with enough force to send both collapsing backwards. Kris rushed forwards to catch Ampharos before she fell, and was surprised to find Ampharos had fainted, only looking a bit dazed from the blast.
“Shelgon!” Spike shouted on the other side of the smoke, and Kris turned quickly around, wondering if the same fate had happened to the Dragon. Unfortunately, as the smoke began to clear, she saw that was not the case: Shelgon lay on his back, eyes shut and still slightly smouldering. Spike gave him a sombre pat before calling him back, and then letting out a sad sigh.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to knock him out!” Kris said apologetically as Meganium brought Seadra over, and Ampharos hung her head sadly.
“It’s fine, it is good for him to get some practice,” Spike said with a slight smile on his face. “I think he ran too far forwards, so I need to work on controlling his Special moves so they are more effective from afar like their meant to be. And hey, at least you can see Ampharos still has some power in her!” Kris smiled at that, and Ampharos looked up, smiling widely as well.
“We’ve still got a way to go before we unlock her power once again, but it’s good to see you’ve got it inside of you,” Kris said soothingly, and Ampharos clapped her hands together.
“Let’s go try this cake of your mothers,” Spike said, and Kris leapt excitedly to her feet, quickly walking eagerly alongside him as they dissected the battle.
“Ampha Phar Amph?” Ampharos asked, staring pointedly at the two.
“Gani Mega Mega Nium Gani,” Meganium replied with a smirk, and Ampharos and Seadra giggled, following after the two who were so clearly smitten for the other.
Hartley Manor was the flashest house for miles.
It was located behind Professor Elm’s lab, a block of trees separating the lab from the expansive grounds. There was a gap in the trees, leading to a set of metal gates and a small guard station, where a guard and two Machamp were waiting to check anyone passing through. The gates would then part, the only entrance into the property. A wall wove through the trees, topped off with electric razor wire with enough force to leave you paralysed and at the mercy of Harold’s Arcanine.
Hart Enterprises was the largest company in Johto, and Harold hoped to overthrow Arnold Adiem in Sinnoh, Selwyn Silph in Kanto and Daniel Devon in Hoenn to become the largest in the world. He had used his billions to craft a magnificent home for his family, the grounds covered with a swimming pool, tennis court, gazebo, entertainment section and training field for the children.
The main attraction, though, was the three storey house.
Painted a sunny yellow that looked almost gold, the house was about the size of the Kimono Sisters Theatre with a few extra layers. The windows were all the height of a tall man and the width of a wide one, the frames painted a shining white. The same white was used for the front door, which was the height of about two men and the width of a dozen, looking gorgeous next to the six marble columns holding up a triangular roof. This matched the actual roof, which was made from white tiles. The paint job had earned the house the nickname “The Omelette”, and the Hartley’s loved having such a distinctive household.
The interior was just as wonderful. The huge front doors opened up to the gigantic entrance hall, which sparkled white from the white walls, white tiles and white carpeted staircase. To contrast, black was used between the tiles and for the banister, and the black and white carried onto picture frames, vases and flowers and many ornaments Henrietta had collected over time. The theme carried on throughout the bottom floor, where the kitchen, a bathroom, family living rooms and multi media rooms and offices for Harold and Henrietta resided. The decoration had been designed down to the last detail, and it was designed to make the house look as perfect as possible.
Unfortunately, the family was less than perfect.
Gold sat on a white leather couch in the overly cluttered living room, arms crossed and sullen look on his face. His eye was purple and black and a large scratch went down his cheek to more bruises, but they remained untreated. Harold paced angrily around the room, thinking about his words, doing his best not to shoot his son angry looks. Despite all this tension, Henrietta leant against the doorway, sipping on a berry smoothie she had just whipped up. Despite being forty years old, Henrietta looked exactly like Chantelle and her other three daughters: tall, thin, blonde and tanned, and was even borrowing one of her daughters pink sun dresses to wear. A large amount of exercise, eating healthy and regular trips to the plastic surgeon in Goldenrod City kept Henrietta as youthful as the she’d been married, and was the envy of all the aging woman throughout the town. The large house was quiet, with the youngest five children all attending the Arcethian Academy. The eldest son, Winston, was having a Pokemon battle with Chantelle outside before her next Pokeathlon match. The house remained quiet, the tension as high as it could possibly go.
“So…,” Harold said at last, coming to a halt in front of his wife and turning around, though Gold glanced down to avoid his glare. “We learnt something very interesting this week, didn’t we darling?” He said to Henrietta, who simply nodded in a rather airy manner. “Kris’ grandmother has been around, you may remember her: Hanoko, lovely woman, knows her way around a cane. Anyway, she asked Henrietta here about a cheque, a cheque you were meant to have.”
“And I said ‘Whatever are you talking about?’” Henrietta said, her voice high and whiny. “I thought the old biddy was losing her marbles! But than Hanoko tells me all about a $100,000 cheque she gave to you to make up for all that money that awful Hayden stole from us. Now, I simply thought the cheque had passed me by, and I was obviously angered, as there are a lot of lovely dresses I could buy this seas –,”
“But,” Harold interrupted, “I have never received any sort of cheque from you. I called the bank, mentioned that lovely new statue I brought for them, and I learnt that you happen to have $100,000 in your bank account.”
“The exact amount of the cheque!” Henrietta said seriously, but Harold simply rolled his eyes and gave his wife a gentle, condescending pat on the shoulders. Gold still refused to look up, his eyes focused entirely on the white carpet.
“Why do you have the money Ethan?” Harold asked firmly, and stared down at Gold. However, Gold remained staring at the carpet, not even seeming to react to the statement. Harold growled and stormed forwards, leaning over a black wooden coffee table to tower over his son. “Answer me, or I will strip your name from the will!” Gold let out a laugh at this, and Harold straightened up, exchanging a curious glance with his wife.
“Of course, your go to threat,” Gold laughed, looking back up at his father. “You seem to think I want to run your stupid businesses, build skyscrapers and running people’s finances. It’s all useless in this world! I want to keep training my Pokemon, and I want to win the Johto League, and I won’t stop until I’ve defeat Kr – I mean Lance,” Gold corrected quickly, though his parents didn’t notice. “When I win, I will repay all of the money I have, but I’m not giving it back!”
“What do you need the money for?” Henrietta huffed, walking round to join her husband.
“You two didn’t give me any money when I left,” Gold growled, leaping to his feet. “I was struggling to afford supplies for my Pokemon, and food and accommodation for myself.”
“You could have simply asked us!” Harold roared. “I demand you give us back the money that is rightfully ours, and you will stay in this house until you have paid back the money you’ve spent!”
“WHAT!” Gold shouted. “I’ve just collected my eighth badge, not that you care, but I’m ready to take on the Johto League now! You can’t stop me!”
“I am your father, and I will do as I please! There’s no need for you to go on a journey anyway if your just going to spend the whole time fighting with your fists in public like a bloody fool!” Harold shouted back. Gold went to open his mouth, a number of insults forming quickly in his head. But as he prepared to say them, two figures suddenly appeared behind them. The first was Chantelle, who was carrying a tray of glasses, each one with a different coloured liquid in it, and her pink training gear made her look like Henrietta’s twin. The second figure was nearly identical to Harold: similar height, similar facial structure, but was a lot thinner, had no wrinkles, hair naturally blonde, and was wearing blue training gear similar to Chantelle.
“Hello there Ethan,” Winston, the eldest of the Hartley children, called, showing off his gleaming white smile, “nice to see you again. How is the trip going?”
“I’m going to guess not well, based on how much the windows were vibrating,” Chantelle said cheekily, shooting her younger brother a vicious smile. “If your vocal chords were any higher they’d hear you from Kanto!” She placed the tray down and pulled her three PokeBalls, releasing Thalia the Ninetales, Jemima the Jumpluff and Delilah the Dewgong. “Got to get my Pokemon big and strong, the Pokeathlon finals are fast approaching!” As she began to divvy up the smoothies between the three, Harold leant against the wall, sighing.
“I can’t do this with all this noise,” he groaned. “I am going to make a call, and then we will continue discussing things Ethan.” Gold simply nodded angrily as he slumped back in the couch, watching as Harold stormed out of the room, followed quickly by Henrietta, who seemed unable to move on her own. There was silence for a few seconds, the only noise coming from Winston as he poured out some glasses of water from a crystal jug. Gold appeared to be fuming, ideas racing throughout his mind. He didn’t need to be here, and didn’t want to be here. He wanted to be battling Kris: this was their home territory, where they both had an even advantage. He had lost his first battle to her here, and was ready to get his revenge. Nothing his father could say would stop him. Defeating Kris was Gold’s life now, and nothing else mattered in the slightest.
“Why was father yelling at you?” Winston asked as he placed the three onto three white coasters. “From what we heard coming down the hallway, you owe him some money?”
“Your forgetting that little Goldie Woldie won’t be able to go on his journey anymore, am I right?” Chantelle sneered, pouring the smoothies down her Delilah and Jemima’s throats. Gold ignored his siblings, not caring for what they had to say in the slightest. They wouldn’t know, they wouldn’t understand, always getting everything they wanted, always winning when they wanted. They didn’t know what it was like to have a rivalry, this all consuming rivalry…
It’s nearly over, though Gold reminded himself. When Kris wins at Blackthorn, I will be waiting for her at the Pokemon League. I will defeat Lance, and than I will destroy her, I will destroy her Pokemon, and I will ruin her, just like she has ruined me…. Than my guilt may be over…’
The atmosphere in the Soul living room was lively but relaxed. Kris and Spike sat on a couch, while Hanoko and Persephone sat on comfy armchairs that they had brought for a bargain price a week ago. All of Kris’ Pokemon, except Latias, were out of their PokeBalls, and were examining the wide backyard with a fully healed Shelgon, who kept shooting Ampharos bad looks. Leafeon and Glaceon sat comfortably on either side of Hanoko, as always, and Hooty stood like a sentry in the open doors to the backyard, keeping a mind of both the Pokemon and the humans.
“This is cake is really lovely Miss Soul,” Spike said, taking a rare break from chewing the delicious chocolate cake that had been waiting for them when they arrived.
“Oh please Spike, just call me Persephone,” Kris’ mother laughed, “and you’re very welcome, it’s an old family recipe. I bet you haven’t had a cake as good as this for a while,” Persephone said, turning towards Kris. However, Kris wasn’t paying attention, staring sadly down at her plate. “Kris, what’s wrong?”
“Oh… what?” Kris asked, looking rather stunned. “Oh, I’m fine, just a bit sleepy. The cake is really nice,” and she shoved several pieces down.
“Don’t lie to your mother Krystal!” Hanoko scolded, whacking her cane against the floor, making Hooty turn and glare. “Tell us the truth: what’s got you down?” Spike adjusted himself to stare at her, and Kris found three pairs of eyes suddenly on her, the happy discussions they’d had a few moments before turned into stern silence and tension.
“Well…” Kris mumbled, and than let out a sigh, deciding it was best to tell the truth. “I just feel bad that I haven’t really thought much about this oplace while Ive been on my journey. When I came back here, I was so amazed to be back in my familiar surroundings, but it quickly dawned on me that I never think about here. I don’t think about you mum, I don’t think about Hanoko, I don’t think about Ruby, or Elm, or any of the old neighbours, and I don’t even think about the wind. I’ve let my battling and travelling get the better of me, and I can’t believe I forgot all about my home!” A tear began to fall down her face, and Persephone gasped and leapt up, but Spike quickly put a reassuring arm around her shoulders.
“It’s fine to forgot about your home sometimes,” he said with a smile. “I haven’t thought about the Dragon’s Den since leaving, and it’s only been two days! I am focused entirelym on delivering the Enigmas Crystal safely, and enjoying the sights along the way. If you kept thinking about home, you probably wouldn’t be able to make it past Violet City, possibly not even Cherrygrove!”
“The boy’s right!” Hanoko boomed. “Focus on the path ahead Kris, not on the path back. You have one more badge to collect, and you won’t get it worrying if you forgot to turn your lights off before you left!” Kris nodded along, wiping the tear as she listened to what they had to say. She was being a bit silly, overreacting to it, but it didn’t stop the guilt of not thinking about anyone.
“I don’t mind if you forget to think about me one day dear,” Persephone said warmly, “as I know you will always have me in your heart and in the back of your mind, even if you don’t know it.” Kris let a tear fall again, but this was a tear of happiness and relief.
“Thanks mum,” she whispered, and reached out and gave her a hug. Her mother’s arms wrapped around her, and Kris could feel the warmth filling her body again, though she noticed that a different sort of warmth seemed to have gone, centred around her shoulders….
“So, who is this Ruby person?” Spike asked cheerfully, clearly hoping to change the subject to what he thought was a happier note. “Is she an old friend?” Kris slipped back into her seat, exchanging nervous looks with her mother. She didn’t really want to explain the story to Spike at the moment, not when things were just happier again. Kris noticed that Persephone looked particularly nervous, and though Kris wondered why, she got her answer a second later.
“She was that girl who died, right Persephone?” Hanoko said in her rather blunt way, and Persephone nodded. “It sounded just dreadful! Kris had to witness her best friend getting hit by a car, all thanks to that Gold boy!”
“What, did Gold push her?” Spike asked shocked, his hands clenching around his staff and looking towards Kris.
“It was nothing like that. Gold was just chasing us and Ruby ran in front of the car,” Kris explained, trying not to cry again. However, Hanoko let out a tutting sound.
“You don’t need to lie to the boy,” she said, “he deserves to know the truth!”
“Hanoko,” Persephone said in an angry tone, but her mother in law didn’t hear.
“Gold did push the little girl, by accident, of course, but he still pushed her. The Hartley’s covered it up, which I can understand, you wouldn’t want manslaughter attached to such a prestigious company!”
“WHAT!” Kris yelled, leaping to her feet. Through the open door Meganium, Ampharos, Epseon, Noctowl and Miltank stopped their running game, and Magcargo, Seadra and Shelgon, who’d remained still, turned around. Kris was too in shock to notice, not caring that Leafeon and Glaceon were awake, or that Hanoko had clutched her chest. She turned towards Persephone, who was beginning to shake. “You always told me that Ruby had run in front of the road, that it was all an accident!”
“It was an accident!” Persephone shrieked, her voice high as she continued to shake. “I wanted to tell you, but Harold convinced me not to. We always knew that you two would end up travelling together, and we didn’t want you to be travelling hating each other! I thought it was for the best if you didn’t know!”
“Ruby was my best friend, I had every right to know how she died!” Kris shouted, and turned around, beginning to pace around the room. “I can’t believe you’ve kept this from me for so long! You knew I haven’t been getting along with Gold since we started our journey, why didn’t you tell me sooner? Why did Hanoko know before me?”
“I wasn’t going to tell you about how your best friend was accidentally pushed at the bloody Pokeathlon dome!” Persephone shouted, getting to her feet. “And when I last saw you, I wasn’t going to overwhelm you just after your father died! And Hanoko only knew because Henrietta doesn’t have two brain cells to rub together that aren’t addled by wine or botox and blabbed about it about five minutes into our first meeting! I simply forgot to tell Hanoko not to say anything, as I hoped it wouldn’t come up!”
“It’s not my fault,” Hanoko growled as Persephone shot her a look, “so don’t go giving me the evils!”
“It’s not your fault at all, it’s not any of our faults!” Kris shouted, pacing towards her gathering Pokemon now. “It is all one person’s fault, and I need to go and see him right now!”
“Kris, don’t do anything rash!” Spike shouted, but Kris ignored him as she walked out of the living room, looking down towards the seven Pokemon in front of her. This wasn’t going to be good for Latias, and she could feel a slight pull in her pocket, but Kris didn’t care. Getting this off her chest would make her her happiest in years.
“Megani Mega?” Meganium asked, the others all looking curious as well.
“Come on gang, we’re just going to pay the Hartley’s a vist.”
10th October 2011, 06:12 AM #237
Banana eating Gengar
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War Homecoming Prt 2
Sorry for not responding sooner or for a while. What a fantastic chapter! I can't wait for the Homecoming showdown. Very well written, with only a few minor spelling mistakes. Absolutely epic, good job!
11th October 2011, 02:13 AM #238
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War Homecoming Prt 2
I am glad you are enjoying it, and I hope you enjoy ths part as well, though it is a bit long, a bit confusing and I think I stuff up a bit near the end :P
The three siblings continued to sit in silence. Winston sat opposite Gold, giving him a quizzical look from over his glass of water, as if trying to get the answers to his questions by reading his mind. Chantelle sat there, ignoring the situation and she continued to sort out smoothies for her Pokemon. Gold sat there scowling, trying his best to avoid looking at Winston. He was not looking forward to his father returning, and was trying to think of as good of an argument to convince them to let him leave again. At the very least he could convince his mother, who could be easily brought and would let him go free in return for something shiny. But Gold was mainly worried about Kris: what if she left New Bark before he could get to her? He knew that Elm was doing something for the leather clad dick he had fought, but what if the professor finished it and Kris went back to Blackthorn for the gym battle? Gold couldn’t wait around for her to hurry up and get down to him. He needed to battle her now and win now, before the day ended.
“Come now Ethan, just tell us what is going on,” Winston said, rolling his eyes and tutting in an exaggerated fashion. Gold did not like his older brother: he acted like a middle aged man in the way he dressed and talked, and definitely showed the fact that he thought himself better than the rest of his siblings with his fancy education, fancy job working at Hart Industries and fancy lifestyle that came with it.
“Chantelle, what are you doing with those smoothies?” Gold asked, giving Winston a glare to show he didn’t care at all for his question. Chantelle raised an eyebrow at Gold’s though, giving Winston a look, before sighing and deciding to answer.
“They are a special recipe from the Pokeathlon officials. They are meant to help with power, stamina, skill, jump and speed so that the Pokemon can be used in any course,” Chantelle explained. “You just need berries and a blender to make them: bloody easy and bloody useful!” Gold nodded along, highly entranced by the sound of the smoothies.
“Are they useful for helping a Pokemon in a normal battle?” He asked, eyes glinting with wonderment.
“Don’t bother answering him,” a voice boomed, and Harold walked briskly into the room, Henrietta following alongside, a fresh smoothie in her hands. “Ethan won’t be going on any journeys for a while,” he added with a scowl, and came around to face Gold once again. Henrietta slipped in next to Winston, and Chantelle turned towards Gold, along with her three Pokemon, silence falling upon them again. Gold simply stared back at the four, their looks ranging from angry to amused.
“Are you expecting me to dance or something?” Gold asked moodily, crossing his arms again and turning away from his parents.
“No Ethan, but we are expecting you to return the money to us!” Harold hissed, the words causing Chantelle to look up in interest and Winston to begin whispering questions to Henrietta.
“I am not giving any of it back!” Gold shouted, his temper already beginning to rise. “You don’t need any more money, but I do! I have expenses on my travels! I need to buy food and clothes and a place to stay!”
“You don’t need $100,000 to achieve that!” Harold roared back, and Chantelle and her three Pokemon gasped dramatically. “I am not waiting any longer Gold! You aren’t continuing on your journey any more, so you don’t need ANY of the money! You can give me back all of the money, and than return to the Arcethian Academy come Monday!” Gold turned back to his father, glaring up into his aging face, feeling his blood boiling up to levels he hadn’t felt in weeks. This anger wasn’t like battling Kris: it was more like he was getting ready to face his worst opponent, his toughest rival, and getting ready to bring them down.
“You can’t control me!” Gold roared, leaping to his feet and grabbing his glass of water. He threw it with all his might, and Henrietta and Chantelle screamed as it shattered against the back wall. “I’m going back on my journey, and I’m taking the money with me! You already have about five cars, a fancy house, a fancy job, a million suits, half of which you’ve never worn anyway! You don’t need any of this money, and you sure as fuck don’t deserve any of it!” Henrietta was beginning to weep in shock, Winston patting her reassuringly on the arms whilst staring at Gold in shock. No one had ever spoken to Harold like this, and it was quite clear on his face that he wasn’t expecting it either. Harold was going red with fury, his eyes bulging, a vein in his forehead sticking out. He tried to speak, but seemed to be at a loss for words, the words clearly unexpected. Gold continued to glare, but was triumphant inside, glad to see how effective his words had been.
“You little…,” Harold began, sounding strained as he spoke, and tried to save something else, but a noise suddenly sounded around them: it was loud and high pitched, and was somehow causing all the lightbulbs to flash red.
“Intruder!” Winston yelled, leaping to his feet. An explosion sounded outside, and the entire family turned towards the back window as they heard screams, shouts and roars: a group was moving up their fabulous driveway, walking quickly and determinedly towards their house. Harold began barking orders as Henrietta screamed, but no one noticed who the group was, no one except Gold could recognise the one human in the pack, and no one except Gold wondered why Kris Soul was attacking their property.
She didn’t have a plan. She didn’t have any idea of what would happen when she entered the property. She had no clue what she would say to Gold when they met, but Kris just knew she had to do this.
As she walked through New Bark Town, Meganium with Seadra on her back, Espeon and Ampharos on one side, Magcargo and Miltank on the other and Noctowl flying overhead, Kris was even questioning if she should be doing this. Was confronting Gold the right thing to say? She was struggling to fight back tears at this horrifying revelation as it was, and didn’t want to know what else would be said when she spoke to Gold. But something inside of her was making her walk forwards, something was whispering But what about Ruby? She deserves vengeance, she deserves to have her spirit settled. Kris was doing this for her, and not for anyone else.
“Kris, wait, don’t do this!” Spike was running fast behind them, struggling to keep up. Kris and her team had left so quickly the others didn’t have a chance to get ready. Persephone and Hanoko were bringing up the rear about twenty metres behind, but Spike was running to catch up, staff waving through the air as he tried to catch up with the fast moving group. The Pokemon kept staring back towards him, but Kris kept on moving, knowing that Spike could easily talk her out of this.
“You don’t need to do this!” Spike shouted, only a metre or so behind now, yet the procession was moving through the trees towards the gates now. “He may have killed her, but you can’t just storm into his house! They are rich, they can ruin you!”
“I don’t care Spike!” Kris shouted back, tears beginning to break through. “Gold ruined her life, he ruined my life, he ruined her family’s lives, he deserves to get a taste of his own medicine!” And with that, Kris ran a few feet forwards, the gates now towering above her, the perfect house and perfect garden only a few feet away.
“Excuse me, but I’m going to ask you to leave,” a black haired security guard in grey uniform walked out of a cubicle, two Machamp following him out. Kris came to a stop, her Pokemon coming to a halt alongside her. They were flexing muscles, crinking necks, glaring up towards the gates as well. Each one of them had built a rivalry up against Gold and his Pokemon as well, a rivalry that was as powerful as their love and loyalty towards Kris. A few of the tears streaming down Kris’ face were from happiness, overjoyed to find that they were so willing to fight alongside her.
“Miss, move along now, no need to cause any trouble,” the guard growled, beginning to reach out towards Kris to push her back. She simply glanced at Meganium, who gave a little nod, and than smiled back at the man.
“Oh, trust me, there is a need,” Kris said quietly. “Psybeam and Fire Blast!”
The guard screamed as attacks began to fly. Espeon fired the rainbow coloured circles towards the guards box, causing the cubicle to explode into bits of wood and glass, sending the two Machamp flying. Magcargo fired the five balls of fire, merging together in a star in time to melt the gates into a pile of molten metal.
“Noctowl, Espeon, take care of the Machamp!” Kris ordered as she began to move forwards. Noctowl and Espeon quickly moved forwards, a barrage of Psybeam and Air Slash raining upon the two Superpower Pokemon. Kris was feeling a rush of exhilaration and practically skipped forwards, now only five Pokemon following her towards the Hartley house.
“Don’t even think about it!” A voice boomed, and Kris glanced around to see the guard getting to his feet, reaching towards some sort of weapon, a glare in his face. Ampharos and Miltank gasped, but Kris had to keep going, and was overjoyed to see a large piece of wooden swinging towards the guard’s head.
“KEEP GOING!” Spike shouted, watching as the guard collapsed to the ground from a severe case of staff-to-head. “I’ll watch these two for you!” Kris was overjoyed at this action, and began to replay his muscular, heroic swing in her head…
“ARCAAA!” A roar shattered her daydream, and Kris turned to see an Arcanine racing along the grass, huge body bouncing, teeth bared viciously. They still had a lot of driveway left to go, and Kris didn’t want to get mauled before they got there.
“DRA!” Seadra shouted, leaping off of Meganium’s back and turning blue. She sank into the ground very quickly, and Kris smiled at her initiative. Arcanine was getting closer, continuing to howl, unaware of the blue patch forming in front of him.
“Come on, we need to keep going!” Kris shouted, ignoring Arcanine as Seadra blasted him backwards. Meganium, Ampharos, Magcargo and Miltank nodded, and they quickly moved after Kris, getting closer towards the house. Kris tried to tune the battle out, thinking of a way to get Gold to listen, and to get the answers she wanted…
Gold turned away from the window, his blood continuing to boil, but for a completely different reason now, and excitement built up inside of him. Kris was coming to him, she was coming to him to battle, and it looked as if she had brought all of her Pokemon with her. As Harold began barking orders and Henrietta continued to scream, Gold glanced towards his bag out in the hallway. Now, he would finally get his revenge, and he was crush Kris’ spirit once and for all.
“Chantelle, ready your Pokemon, we are going to need protection!” Harold shouted, running out into the entrance hall. Chantelle nodded, and her Ninetales, Jumpluff and Dewgong followed her, Winston and Henrietta into the hall. Gold excitedly began to move forwards, glad to greet Kris, but paused as he passed the table: Chantelle had left her smoothie machine there. It had a built in machine to crush berries, providing a very simple, hassle free drink for Pokemon.
“Perfect…” Gold smiled, and quickly snatched it up, pouring the last of the contents onto the carpet and rushing out into the hall. His family were all staring towards the door, Thalia growling as the windows shook from all the explosions. Gold was too giddy to care what happened to his house, and slipped the smoothie gadget into his bag and pulled his PokeBalls out unnoticed, turning around to face Kris…
The cries of the battles reached their ears, but Kris didn’t have time to worry about that. She stood at the bottom of the Hartley staircase, staring up towards the front door. Meganium and Ampharos stood to her left, Miltank and Magcargo to the right. There was no turning back now: Kris was here to fight and to get answers, and wasn’t going to change her mind when she was so close. She didn’t know what she was going to say or do, she just knew she was going to tell Gold what she knew and see how he reacted.
“Miltank Mil Mil Tank Miltank Tank?” Miltank asked, stepping proudly forwards. Kris knew what she wanted to do, and knew it was pretty risky, but she didn’t care what the consequences were.
“Do it,” she said simply, and stepped backwards along with the other three.
“MIL!” Miltank called, her shiny body smiling widely, and opened her mouth wide. Energy began to form, flashing multiple colours, but getting to a very intense light that was almost blinding. Miltank was shaking from the power, and Kris, Meganium, Ampharos and Magcargo moved further backwards…
Inside, the Hartley’s had no idea what was happening. They stood in silence, Henrietta clutching Harold, Gold smiling viciously, Chantelle and Winston standing, ready for battle. The light began to shine through, but they had no idea what it was…
“TAAAAAAAAAAAAANK!” Miltank screamed, and the Hyper Beam was fired.
The Hartley’s had no time to react.
The powerful pure of pure energy, glowing a dazzling white that forced Kris to cover her eyes, blasted forwards at the speed of a racing car. The attack hit the front doors, blowing them to pieces and releasing a shockwave that shattered the windows on either side and cracked the columns. All of the Hartley’s except Gold screamed as huge chunks of wood were blasted towards them, and they scattered as the beam crashed into the wall between the staircase. Light bulbs exploded, vases and portraits shattered, glass rained upon them all. Gold smashed against the wall, several of his PokeBalls falling and bursting open. Little bitch… Gold snarled, his excitement dying down but his anger rising up: Kris was for it now.
“Wow!” Kris gasped, walking forwards as the dust settled, revealing a giant hole where the entrance should have been. Meganium, Ampharos and Magcargo looked shocked as well, but Miltank simply smiled, staring rather proudly at the destruction. “It looks as if giving you Hyper Beam was a… interesting decision,” she said, and Miltank nodded in gratitude as more broken stone fell onto the pile. Kris took a step forwards, her body shaking a bit as she began to approach the house. She was ready to face Gold, ready to get revenge for Ruby, but Kris was beginning to doubt herself: seeing this destruction, was it the right path for her to take? She didn’t even know how she was meant to get revenge, but she just needed to carry on.
“Gani Mega Mega Nium!” Meganium walked alongside Kris, smiling widely with encouragement. Kris smiled back and gave her a quick hug, glad to have her oldest friend accompanying her, and began to ascend the steps. She glanced behind to see Magcargo and Ampharos winking at them, keeping guard over the two and the recharging Miltank.
“Thanks!” Kris called, and turned back towards the house. The columns were in danger of cracking, so Kris had no issue in running quickly beneath them, but this brought them towards the fallen entrance. The huge chunks that had been the door lay scattered around the room, along with bits of concrete and brick that had been torn from the doorway as well. The back wall was badly cracked, and plaster and dust fell as Kris cautiously walked forwards. There were several figures stirring, staring towards her as they brushed themselves clean.
“Kris!” Chantelle gasped, leaping to her feet in surprise. Kris smiled nervously, watching as Winston, Harold and Henrietta got to their feet as well, giving her looks that ranged from surprised to angry glares. Kris felt rather intimidated around the wealthy Hartley’s, but was still trying to find Gold, wondering where he could be.
“Is there a reason why you destroyed our entrance hall?” Harold asked angrily, flicking a piece of brick off his suit.
“Look at the vases!” Henrietta shrieked, picking up a piece of broken black china. “And the flowers! We need water!” Winston still had his glass of water in his hand, which had magically survived, and poured the last of it over the flowers, still staring towards Kris in shock.
“Well… I didn’t intend to, I didn’t know any of you were here…,” Kris explained sheepishly, Meganium remaining strong and silent alongside. “I was just looking for Gold, I thought he might be around… sorry about this…,” Kris added, and Harold merely grunted. Something moved to the left, and Kris and Meganium turned towards it: Gold was walking slowly forwards, Feraligatr, Ariados and Houndoom walking alongside. Kris’ heart skipped several beats, and she clutched onto Meganium for support. She stared into his angry eyes, seeing the evil and hatred that burned within them, and wondered if her own eyes looked this way: she hated Gold right now, and she wanted him to know it.
“Now Kris, if you wanted to battle me, I would have happily agreed, no need to do such a big spectacle,” Gold said with a smirk, and Kris felt even angrier at his cocky smirk. “As you’ve got the whole gang here, and I keep all of my Pokemon here too, why don’t we go for a –,”
“I’m not here to battle you!” Kris shouted, and Gold fell silent, his smirk fading. “I’m here to talk to you. Well, not really talk, more so shout and yell at you!” Gold stepped backwards, looking both confused and angry, and exchanged looks with his Pokemon. His family simply stood, watching, not sure what to say. “My mother and grandmother just revealed something to me, something I have never known before… about Ruby…,” Kris said, clenching her fists. The other four Hartley’s all gasped, exchanging shocked looks, but Gold’s eyes simply bulged in surprise.
“What about her?” He asked quietly, acid and anger burning in his words. Kris was trying to hold it in, but she stared across at him, saw how angry he looked, no guilt, no sorrow, no forgiveness anywhere…
“YOU KILLED HER!” She screamed, the sound echoing throughout the hall and over the battle sounds. “You all lied to me, everyone has lied to me about my best friend, my BEST FRIEND!” Kris yelled. “She didn’t deserve to be pushed, she did nothing to earn such a horrible death, and she doesn’t deserve to have the true cause of her death covered up. YOU MURDERED HER!” Kris screamed, pointing over at Gold, tears beginning to flow once more. Gold was beginning to shake furiously, and stared up at Kris, his fists clenched as well.
“She pushed me in the pool, she deserved everything she got!” He shouted. Henrietta was beginning to weep, and Meganium was looking ready to fire her strongest move towards him. “I don’t care what you feel about her, she was just another random girl in our stupid little school! Build a fucking bridge and get over it Kris!”
“NO!” Kris screamed back through her tears. “I am not getting over any bridge until you apologise! Ruby didn’t try and kill you, she just gave you a tiny push! If you can’t handle being beaten by a little girl, than you have some serious sexist, misogynistic issues going on, and you should probably deal with those rather than being a trainer!”
“I DON’T HAVE ANY ISSUES!” Gold screamed. “FIRE A SUPERPOWER AT HER RIGHT NOW!” Feraligatr looked down at Gold, looking shocked at the order, and even Harold gasped in surprise. “FIRE IT, NOOOW!” Gold yelled, glaring viciously up at Feraligatr, his hands shaking as he pointed towards Kris.
“MEGANI!” Meganium shouted, stepping forwards. She shut her eyes, her face looking furious, and suddenly her body glowed green. Kris gasped, never seeing this move before, and watched as the green energy passed through into the floor. Gold was still screaming as Kris, unaware that Houndoom and Ariados were taking a few steps backwards.
“NIIIIUUUM!” Meganium shouted, opening her eyes. The green energy flashed, and suddenly gigantic vines, the length and width of an Onix, burst out. Henrietta screamed as the vines smashed into the ground, sending Feraligatr flying and Gold running for his life.
“Not the living room!” Henrietta yelled.
“NOT NOW!” Harold shouted back, watching the attack in horror. Kris was gobsmacked, and ran up alongside Meganium, who was staring at her handiwork with a wide smile on her face.
“Is that… is that… Frenzy Plant?!” Kris asked in surprise, the argument slipping from her memory at this revelation. Meganium smiled and nodded, and Kris let out a squeal of delight. “That is so amazing, I can’t believe you did that!” Meganium just nodded again, watching as the vines sank back into the energy, leaving only more cracks in the walls. Gold was sprawled over the couch in the living room, Feraligatr rubbing his head next to him. Kris watched as her enemy glanced up, looking the angriest she had ever seen him: red face, bulging eyes, veins throbbing.
“KILL HER!” He screamed.
“I think it’s time we ran,” Kris said, and Meganium nodded and they sprinted for the door. Ampharos, Magcargo and Miltank were still there, but Noctowl, Espeon, Seadra, Spike and Shelgon had joined them. Arcanine was unconscious in the distance, and smoke rose up from the entrance, several figures moving into the property.
“Kris, what the hell is going on?” Spike asked in horror, but Kris ignored him.
“Magcargo, Stone Edge on those columns, quickly!” She yelled.
“Mag Mag,” Magcargo said, and his eyes and shell glowed brown. There was a shaking in beneath them, and suddenly several jagged rocks shot from the ground, smashing into the unstable columns. They shattered in half, tumbling down in a mixture of sparkling marble, and the triangular shelter came crashing down with it. Kris and Meganium caught up with the group in time to turn around and stare at the collapsing section, white dust rising up from behind.
“In answer to your earlier question, Gold and I exchanged words, he tried to kill me, but Meganium knows Frenzy Plant and saved me,” Kris explained quickly, around eight pairs of eyes bulging out at her words. “He is going to try and kill me now, so I recommend we run away before he –,” Kris tried to continue, but her words were interrupted by several loud noises coming from behind the marble wreck. Everyone turned back as different beams of light shone through, and there was a sudden explosion, sending the marble flying.
“NOOOOCT!” Noctowl screamed, her eyes flashing pink, and the Extrasensory blasted the marble that was soaring towards them away. Several windows were smashed, but Kris didn’t care as she gave Noctowl the thumbs up.
“Shit…,” Spike said, and Kris quickly turned around, knowing to expect the worst: Gold was standing where the marble had been, surrounded by all eight of his Pokemon. Feraligatr, Ariados and Houndoom had been joined by Ursaring, Scizor, Umbreon, Skarmory and Pupitar. They stood high above them, glaring down at everyone as if they were beneath them. Kris could feel her Pokemon tense up around her, stepping forwards and glaring right back. The tension surrounded them all, burning between the two groups like a powerful force field. Kris hated everything about Gold right now, but she didn’t want to stoop to his level.
“You have one last chance to apologise Gold, than we can forget all about this!” Kris called up, but she knew Gold wouldn’t agree. He looked down at her and smirked, though the anger still burned furiously in his eyes.
“I didn’t care for Ruby and I don’t care for you!” He yelled back. “Just make sure you say for me when you see her, okay? Now, ATTACK!” Gold screamed, and his Pokemon stepped forwards, readying their attacks. Kris stood in horror, Gold’s words washing over her, and she stood there, unable to order an attack.
“FIRE BACK!” Spike boomed, and Shelgon stepped forwards.
“GON!” He shouted, and unleashed a DragonBreath. This was the key for Kris’ Pokemon to move, and they unleashed Seed Bomb, Air Slash, Focus Blast, Shadow Ball, Fire Blast, Hyper Beam and Dragon Pulse to counter the Superpower, Sludge Bomb, Strength, Toxic, Vacuum Wave, Heat Wave, Rock Slide and AncientPower coming from Gold’s side. The attacks all meet around the middle of the staircase: there was a series of explosions, different lights and coloured smoke blasting from the middle, a powerful shock wave forming that swept over them. Spike put his arms around Kris to hold her up, and his touch brought her out of her shock, feeling his warmth, his strength, his kindness…
“Bloody fucking hell!” A voice screamed from the other side of the black smoke rising from the stairs. There was a flapping of metallic wings, and Skarmory blew the smoke away to reveal a giant crater where the stairs should have been. Gold stood at the very edge, his chest heaving as he deeply inhaled and exhaled. “You’re a stupid bitch Kris, coming in here and destroying my home! You cannot defeat me here, not in New Bark, not at my own home! You need to be stopped and I am the only one to do it!” Gold yelled viciously. “Feraligatr, use Surf and sweep them away to the bottom of the ocean!” Kris stood there in fear, not of Gold’s order but from his mentality. He was staring down at them like a mad man, and Kris was reminded of Mahogany Town at how he had acted back then.
“No one is going to do anything to my granddaughter!” All heads turned around as the voice called out. Hanoko was standing several metres away, a little red in the face but still looking up at Gold with furious determination. Glaceon and Leafeon stood in front of her, paws out in a battle position. Persephone was right behind, looking more tired and leaning on Hooty for support. Gold glared down at Persephone, his face snarling once more.
“Bugger off, this fight doesn’t involve you!” He shouted.
“Mind your manners!” Hanoko shouted back, and threw her cane up towards him. It whacked against Gold’s legs and caused him to shout out, and Kris allowed a smirk to escape. “She is my granddaughter, so this fight involves me wheter you like it or not! Leafeon, charge you’re Solarbeam!”
“Stupid old bitch! Go back to your fucking retirement home before I blast you back there!” Gold screamed, clutching his legs. Hanoko didn’t look fazed by his insult, but Kris was beginning to lose her temper with Gold once again.
“No one talks to Hanoko like that!” She mumbled under her breath. Something surged within Kris’ pocket, and she instantly knew what it was as a feeling swept through her body… a feeling of power and strength, an optimistic feeling, a feeling that she could win this. Kris just hoped now was the time as she reached into her pocket.
“GO LATIAS!” Kris screamed.
“Fire Solarbeam, and Glaceon Blizzard, combine!” Hanoko ordered. As magnificent light poured from the Ultra Ball hovering above Kris, attracting Gold’s attention, Glaceon opened her mouth wide as Leafeon finished crafting a ball of glowing green energy between her ears.
The Solarbeam was unleashed in a powerful blast of green energy, and a frozen snow storm was released from Glaceon’s mouth. The attacks swirled together as they soared forwards, but Gold didn’t notice the mingling heat and ice, watching as a pink shock wave was unleashed, and Latias began to form.
“HAZZAH!” Hanoko screamed, the two attacks smashing directly into Gold. He screamed as there was an explosion, ice smattering across the destroyed stairs and light blinding his Pokemon. Gold sent Ariados and Umbreon flying as he fell into the magnificent bushes that were all around the stairs. The remaining Pokemon moved forwards, staring towards the sky as Latias hovered there, staring down at all the people and all the Pokemon. Harold, Henrietta, Winston, Chantelle and her Pokemon walked out as well, staring at the Eon Pokemon, entranced. No one seemed to care about Gold falling off, all eyes on Latias, who was staring back at them all.
I have rested for some time now, she announced, her voice whispering throughout all their heads, and I would have liked some more rest, but it seems I need to come out now. I have witnessed the proceedings of the past few minutes, and I am rather horrified by what I have witnessed. Latias tilted her hands, and Gold rose out of the bush, falling onto his feet, his clothes damaged and tattered, but still looked angry as he glared up at the Eon Pokemon above him.
Ethan Hartley, I have been around for thousands of years, but I have never met someone so nasty, horrific and selfish as you. Truth be told, I have been living in the Enigma Crystal for a lot of that time, but that is besides the point! Your actions and words today have repulsed me, and I do not think you should be allowed near Pokemon let along humans! I can only hope you get what you deserve, as I can see anything I say, anything I do will simply be ignored and forgotten in your deranged and psychotic quest to prove yourself better than your family, though they are where most of your other problems lie You need to find a way to deal with your problems and sort them out naturally, without hurting those around you anymore!.
These words lingered in the air, and Harold and Henrietta and Winston and Chantelle exchanged looks respectively. Gold stayed still for a few moments, looking rather confused by the proceedings, and stared up at Latias. Her face was twisted with rage, a look Kris hadn’t quite seen before, and was expecting her to blast Gold out into space. But Gold pulled all his PokeBalls out, each of his Pokemon except Feraligatr fading into energy. He glared towards Kris, his mouth open as if he wanted to say something, but he paused, and instead his eyes spoke for him: anger, rage, burning fury. He and Feraligatr turned and ran off, heading towards the side exit only the family knew about.
“ETHAN, GET BACK HERE!” Harold screamed, but his words were not as effective as Latias’, and Gold quickly faded into the distance. Silence fell across the scene, everyone exchanging looks with others, not sure what to say or do. Henrietta suddenly burst into tears, running back inside, and Chantelle chased after. Kris felt terrible for what she had done to the family, and her eyes lingered over the destroyed doors and scattered marble, guilt rising up in her.
Kris, Latias said, and Kris looked up to find Latias floating directly above her, a warm, understanding smile on her face. You let your emotions out, you didn’t hold anything in. I needed your courage and strength to get me through. You may have had some impure and imperfect thoughts, but by confronting Gold and standing up for Ruby, you should your true loyalty and heart.
That seems… complicated, Kris thought, and Latias smiled. All this soul talk always confuses me. I never know if I’m meant to be screaming the house down or sitting in a corner meditating.
Well, let’s not let you get too confused, Latias chuckled. I think we should go and have a change of scenery. Would you mind visiting my brother with me?
So... I feel that I didn't end this as well as I could have. Any constructive points you have I will glad take on :)
11th October 2011, 06:29 AM #239
Banana eating Gengar
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War Homecoming Prt 3
Great chapter. I do feel sorry for the Hartley residence though the Hartley family (minus Gold), I don't really think it was a wise idea totalling their house :P
Also for some reason I keep imagining Gold as Silver... Wonder why?
Nonetheless great chapter! I very much enjoyed reading this. I hope you continue to write after this :)
11th October 2011, 02:15 PM #240
Re: Kris vs Gold: A Tale of War Homecoming Prt 3
Oh wow, thanks for your feedback :) I'm glad to see it was liked enough after all :) And no, the destruction probably wasn't the smartest move :P I guess Gold can be imagined as Silver as they just have the same personality in this adaptation?
Final part of Homecoming!
“Amazing, simply amazing… a real legendary in MY laboratory!”
Professor Elm had managed to sort his power out, and things were back on track by the time Kris, Spike, Persephone, Hanoko and Harold arrived. Meganium and Latias remained out of their PokeBalls on the trip down, but Kris kept the rest of her team firmly inside. She dropped Ampharos off in order to have her tests continue, and decided that Espeon might be able to learn a few tricks from Leafeon and Glaceon, and left her behind as well. Latias was now being marvelled by Elm and his team, who were beginning to crowd the Eon Pokemon as she hovered in their room.
“Professor, shouldn’t Latias real be dealing with the Enigma Crystal?” Kris called out, after several minutes of the five standing rather awkwardly at the back. Elm was too busy taking notes to hear her at first, but a few moments later he registered what Kris said.
“Oh yes, right, Latios!” Elm said, and quickly rushed over towards the wooden box. Kris and Meganium both caught Latias rolling her eyes, and the two exchanged smirk.
“I don’t know if you can do much, we’ve done all we can, but we can’t even open the lid!” Elm said as he brought the box over, pulling on the top and clearly showing his annoyance.
“Let me,” Spike said, and walked over with his staff. He gave the box a gentle tap with it on the top, and it flashed blue as it opened up. Latias smiled and moved forwards as Elm thanked the teenager, though looked a bit foolish as he did so, and Latias stared down into it.
Ah, brother, how I wish you would find your own trainer, Latias thought sadly, her right hand scooping the Crystal up and causing it to hover in mid air. Maybe then you would get out of this grump… it has been too long… Kris suddenly felt extremely sad, and could see the sadness in Latias’ eyes: was their bond acting up again? But Latias gave her head a shake, and the feeling quickly passed. She touched the Crystal with her finger, and it suddenly flashed an electric blue.
“Bugger!” Elm cursed, as once again the lights all turned off and his scientists gasped. “Well, you know, good for Latios, yes, but blast for me!” Latias giggled as she touched the Crystal, causing it to fall back into the box and the lid to shut with it, the box passing from Elm’s hands into Spike’s.
You and Kris need to head back to the Dragon’s Den now, Latias thought, telling both of them. She has a badge to win and you need to deliver this lovely box!
“Yes… right away…,” Spike said, sounding rather nervous at being addressed by the legendary.
“I’ll take that as our cue to leave,” Kris laughed. “Goodbye Professor, I’ll pop in again on my way back!” Elm merely shrugged as he tried to regain his documents, and possibly still annoyed at failing to do anything to the Crystal. Kris and Spike turned to Persephone and Hanoko to leave, but Harold took a step away.
“I came down as I have business to attend to, which is why I was in town earlier today when I saw…,” Harold explained, but trailed off at the thought of Gold. Kris felt rather awkward, not quite sure what to say to him after what had just happened. But Harold seemed to be reading her mind, or possibly Latias was telling him, as he shook his head. “Now Kris, it’s fine, I don’t blame you for what happened. Anger can be the worst part of us humans most times, and all the things that were damaged can easily be replaced. It all would have been avoided if we hadn’t decided to cover up the incident,” and at this Harold sighed, shaking his head shamefully.
“Its… its... its fine,” Kris said, shaking slightly herself. “I can see why you covered it up: you didn’t want to hurt Gold, or me, or anyone else really,” she said, glancing towards Persephone. Her mother was beginning to cry, but quickly wiped the tears away and rushed towards Kris, giving her a huge hug.
“I am so sorry dear, I never meant to keep it from you for this long,” she said, and Kris didn’t say a word, simply giving her a tight hug back to show she cared. They stayed this way for a few moments, not noticing as the lights came back on, simply glad to be in the embrace.
We better be heading off before it gets too dark, Latias said, and Kris nodded as she pulled away from the hug, both women and Hanoko beginning to cry.
“Good luck for your last gym badge, and if you see Ethan, I hope you are able to knock some sense into that boy,” Harold said, giving Kris a pat.
“I’ll try,” Kris said, feeling something other rise up in her that she had to say. “I am sorry for my father… for what he did to you.” These words seemed to take Harold back, but he quickly recovered, a smile creeping onto his face for the first time that day.
“I am sorry as well,” he said, giving her another pat, before turning and walking towards Elm. Kris smiled to the others at that, and led them out into the street. She threw a PokeBall, unleashing her Noctowl into the skies.
“Spike, you can ride on her, I’ll ride on Latias,” Kris explained, and Spike, Noctowl and Latias all smiled in agreement.
“Good luck dear, it was lovely to catch up!” Hanoko said, giving Kris a tight hug. “And if you do see that little bastard again, kick him in the shins and tell him I’ll always be there for you!” She added in a whisper, and Kris burst out laughing.
“Don’t worry Hanoko, I will,” she said, turning to Persephone and giving her another hug.
“Make sure you say Hello on your way to the Pokemon League!” Her mother said with a wide smile, tears forming again. “Clair may be tricky, but I know you’ll be able to defeat her!”
“I think I stand a chance,” Kris said, giving her three Pokemon a big group hug as she beamed brightly. She than brought Meganium back and moved towards Latias.
“Let me!” Spike said quickly, extending a hand for Kris. She blushed as she took it, using it to help climb onto Latias’ smooth, warm back. She stared down at Spike, who seemed to be blushing as well before he raced towards Noctowl, who was exchanging looks with Hooty and Latias, and Persephone and Hanoko were smiling to each other.
“What?” Kris and Spike said simultaneously, and the two women laughed.
“Safe trip!” Persephone called, the Pokemon rising into the air, Spike clutching tightly on with the box and his staff stored between.
“BYE!” Kris called, before Latias turned, and she and Noctowl took the two tearing off into the night. Kris felt sad to be leaving her hometown behind, but felt a sense of courage and excitement within: only one badge left, and than she could qualify for the league. She had to put all her issues with Gold and Ruby behind her now, as this was what she had always wanted, and it was nearly within his reach.
If only the same could be said for Gold.
He stood behind Elm’s lab, watching Kris and Spike fly off and than Persephone and Hanoko walk back towards their house. He had dropped Houndoom and Umbreon’s PokeBalls off, and was now ready to head towards Victory Road. Gold was furious about what had happened today, with everyone shouting at him, ganging up on him, attacking him, ignoring him…
And it was all Kris’ fault.
“That bitch is going down!” Gold thought viciously to himself. In his eyes, she was the cause for all of his problems, and she needed to pay. He hadn’t had a chance to defeat her in their town, but there was still a final showdown to come, there had to be…
“And I’ve got the secret weapon!” Gold hissed, looking at the vials he had snatched from Elm when he wasn’t looking. There were two rows of six, the vials all different colours. A worn label on the stand there were in read POKEMON STRENGTH HORMONES.
Gold didn’t know exactly what that meant, but he knew it would make for one hell of a smoothie.
UP NEXT... THE PENULTIMATE CHAPTER!
DOUBLE EVERYTHING: Kris and Gold face off once more in Victory Road, with Kris hoping to sort their issues out before they arrive at the Elite Four. But Gold has others thoughts in mind, and Kris finds herself in one of her toughest battles yet when Gold's Pokemon appear to gained an extraordinary amount of strength.
The next part won't bee too thrilling, but you just know its only part away from the final!