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    Hey. I'm Pseudonym and I have been absent quite some time from the forum. Now that I have found some time, I really want to integrate myself again to this wonderful place, and what a better way to do it: writing a journey fic. This is a re-write, I had already done a bit of this story although I didn't keep up with it. So here it is, The Mask's Secret.

    Chapter 1: The stranger's arrival

    The barman fetched a beer for a couple of drunk people and Geodude. People often caught them to help them with a lot of work, especially those regarding strength. Being a Rock-type, it was resistant to a lot of things excluding Water and Grass type attacks, but among the mountainous place behind the famous Mt. Silver, there weren’t any Water or Grass types for which Geodude were always useful.

    After cleaning a couple of bottles, the barman noticed that the door opened abruptly and a man in a brown coat with a hat of the same color, rushed into the bar, walking with the rhythm of the horrible music that played and that the drunk workers sang. These, half-naked and completely focused on what they were doing, paid little attention to the stranger who had never been in the bar before.

    The man was apparently strong, moving a couple of drunk-filled tables as he approached the counter. The barman started fetching a beer and the man just sat near him, waiting patiently for the thick glass to be full of the alcohol. Once he received it, he drank a small bit, leaving it on the counter again. He looked directly into the barman’s eyes, although the humble worker could not see this.

    “I’m looking for a woman.” started the stranger with a serious voice.

    “Where do you think you are?!” was the response of the worker, obviously bothered. He had thought that the stranger was looking for a woman to stay the night with, and he was tired of those requests due to the drunk laborers usually asking it.

    “Red haired, middle height, blue eyes and glasses.” The stranger followed, describing the woman he was looking for.

    The barman opened his eyes wide. He sweated and quickly got his fist and threw it towards the man.

    This proved to be a mistake, however, as the stranger grabbed the punch with ease and twisted it, making his wrist crack. The barman yelled in pain and the man kept on doing it, further increasing the volume of the man’s groans. Nonetheless, the laborers kept on partying with their Geodude, who were happy tackling themselves or the wall without any particular reason.

    “Where is her?”

    The barman tried to recall the strategy that he had been taught to avoid these kind of situations but the pain in his hand was just unbearable and his memory wasn’t working.

    “She told me… not… to tell…anyone…” managed the poor worker between screams of pains. “To…knockout…anyone…who asked…for her…”

    The buffed up man released the man’s hands but before the latter could catch his breath, the former was already grabbing its neck, effectively suffocating him.

    “Don’t bother. I’m much stronger; just tell me where she is. I need her urgently, I don’t want to hurt her.” Promised the man, while he kept on suffocating the barman in front of him.

    “On…her…way…to…..Mt…………..Silver…….” were the last words of the barman before passing out. The man lifted him and threw him across the room. Nobody noticed, everyone was so drunk and distracted to even notice.

    The man left the bar as soon as he could, and kept through the mountains towards Mt. Silver as the barman had indicated. In the middle of the way, he stopped to see the dark trees, the dark sky, and the black panorama around him. He sat on his place and took off his glasses slowly, revealing a couple of brown eyes, similar to the color of his coat.

    He began to question himself why to do this. Why to search for her after the incident in the Sevii Islands. He had tried to help, but had embarrassed himself after Red had beaten him. After Blue had beaten him. After he had tried to fight Team Rocket in an effort to hold them from conquering the Isles with the help of both young but talented trainers. How could those two become so evil?

    By this time, it was about a year or more since he had gone to live in the shadows, where he thought he belonged. Since he had retired, he hadn’t known anything of Pokémon with the possible exception of the Clefairy that danced and sang every certain nights in the caved he lived in, and even then, he could just hear them and not see them.

    He was used to living alone. To begin with, when he was a little kid, he had lived with his poor parents until a villainous man had taken him to live with him for a year. After that, he had escaped to see his parents but had been caught by the man and his bodyguard, the former killing the people that he most loved. The bodyguard, who at least had heart, took him and raised him for the rest of his life in Quest Island. There, he had learned the art of fighting and raising Pokémon, but it took him almost 10 years to perfect this since he was on his own completely: the bodyguard barely gave him food and a place to sleep.

    He had done jobs in Seven Island to raise a little money and have himself a Pokéball, catching a Machop with it, but weakening it with his bare hands. Done this, he started battling and training himself with Machop, and, through travelling across the islands, he caught himself a couple of Pokémon and met a couple of friends in the way. And after having enough money to have a ship back to Kanto, he came back to Vermilion and from there started his adventure just like anyone wanting to have Gym Badges.

    He had a natural talent for it, he had managed to raise some strong beasts and overcome their shortcomings by specializing on Machop’s type, which, to him, represented his own style of battling: brute force. But not reckless brute force; planned brute force. This differentiated him from every other Fighting type specialist: he planned, he knew that his brute force alone wouldn’t be enough to be opponents and had learned it when Saffron City’s Fighting Dojo had lost its status of official Gym to the full-of-Psychic-types Gym of Sabrina, a girl of his age. But despite the disadvantage, he learned that Fighting types could learn other kinds of moves, like Rock types. Those other kinds of strengths of Pokémon were the ones to be exploited.

    Eventually, he had defeated the Gyms in all Kanto and had gone to the Pokémon League. The thing was that the Elite Four was incomplete by those times and, thus, there was no champion and no fourth member. Upon his arrival, another boy named Lance had come for the same goal. In that moment, both kids were tested. They exceeded the expectative by far, and were offered a position as a member of the Elite Four. They agreed, but none of them occupied the champion position. Instead, it was left for the one who would beat the Elite Four. And so, the third member of the previous Elite Four was kicked out. But he wouldn’t let things as they were, and swore revenge against all of the Elite Four members. He nicknamed himself The Mask. But only people who really knew him told him by his real name.

    Real name. He had a real name, but given the circumstances, he had changed it (instead of using a nickname like The Mask) according to the bodyguard’s advice early on his life.

    “Better rise untouched,” began the quote. “Although… remember your enemy’s names. No oblivescence.”

    At first, he hadn’t understood what the meaning of that phrase. But soon, during hard moments, he remembered “Better rise untouched, no oblivescence.” and started to understand. He could take revenge; it wasn’t bad, but in a good way. Never harm someone completely, never kill, but make suffer. Make understand people that he was nobody’s fool. However, while rising to his glory, he couldn’t apply this: he had to restrain himself since using violence when he was not to was a great mistake. He had even heard that Lance had used violence in his early adolescence and further, and maybe he was hiding something he didn’t want to reveal.

    Anyway, things in the league were perfect until, one day like another, a challenger came in. Blue Oak. The kid had potential, he had Pokémon of around his level and even beyond and his technique was remarkable. He was beaten, but proud of it. The same happened with the next challenger, Red, although this kid was certainly a prodigy for battles. Amazing level and expertise in battling, Red was bound to be the champion and even more.

    After their decisive and epic showdown, with Red winning, Blue and Red kept on the region for a while although they went a couple of times to the Sevii Islands. After an incident which our shady character does not know that happened, Red went to train to Mt. Silver while Blue stayed as the Gym Leader of Viridian, replacing Giovanni. Team Rocket was apparently disbanded.

    However, another previous villain came into the picture. The Mask had made himself stronger and had developed a lethal power. He could lower Pokémon levels to strengthen himself even more. Our heroes, and the other Elite Four members, were rendered helpless against this power and their Pokémon’s levels were reduced. This caused Agatha, the eldest member, to retire after a trauma. Lance and our character were able to withstand the shock and use their Pokémon anyhow.

    But the first member, Lorelei, suffered the most. Her Pokémon’s level, all of them, were reduced to zero. They disappeared; The Mask took their levels for his own, thus traumatizing Lorelei and leaving her to return to her homeland. Our hero tried to help her out, but it was useless: she was very affected. Lapras, Cloyster, Jynx, Piloswine (obtained after she was beaten by Red), Dewgong, and even Slowbro, who wasn’t part of her roster anymore, were “absorbed” by the beast. Not having more power, The Mask left to unknown places and, as time passed, people forgot about him again, focusing on the emerging Team Rocket that was threatening Johto.

    After this, a new hero named Ethan came and disbanded Team Rocket for real, challenging the Elite Four and, once again, our protagonist found himself beaten. With weaker Pokémon, but still beaten. Our man kept in the Elite Four for a while, with Lance being Champion, two new members of his level in that time, named Will and Karen, and his friend, ex-Gym Leader Koga, who had ascended to Elite Four.

    And everything went perfect, until the day in which The Mask attacked Lorelei in Floe Island, trying to remove her from Earth. The Elite Four went and attacked The Mask in an attempt to finish him despite the fact that the ones needing revenge were our hero and Lance. This time, The Mask used its power to “convert” both Red and Blue to his side, and revive Team Rocket to take over the Island. It was amazing how much he had grown since the last time, Red and Blue were amazingly strong and not even the Elite Four combined managed to take them down.

    But this time, The Mask wouldn’t be so benevolent. He killed Karen, he killed Will, he left Koga and our hero mortally wounded, but couldn’t finish Lance off because he was smart and retreated when he had to. Lorelei, despite her depression, managed to escape through Icefall Cave but her whereabouts were unknown from there on. Koga and our hero kept on looking for the mask with their identities hidden, but the Mask, recovered from the amount of energy wasted on converting Red and Blue, found them and finished off their Pokémon but not them since, once again, they managed to survive.

    Our hero then entered a sick mind state in which he would refuse any Pokémon interaction. He couldn’t go to Quest Island since it was going to be captured, so he dug deep into Mt. Moon and made a “Secret Annex”, living on water and Oran Berries which he planted on a shrine near his place. And there he could hear the Clefairy from time to time, singing in their happiness.

    But Kanto and Johto soon became shrouded in darkness because of The Mask’s makings and the power obtained by eliminating the Elite Four and their Pokemon. Blue and Red on their side, Ethan was killed and so was his friend Lyra and rival Silver. Every hero gone. Nobody knew anything from Koga neither from our hero, ever again until those days in which the man came to the bar.

    The Mask began a regimen of terror, people were forced to work although they had certain freedom, to avoid massive rebellions. People against The Mask would perish, they would be followed and killed. Their Pokémon would be killed, too: The Mask saw no benefit in absorbing the levels anymore since he had obtained all the power he wanted. And although other regions were concerned about this, any action they’d do would affect the whole region, or any help sent would be “absorbed” by The Mask.

    Yet one day, our hero woke up and looked at what surrounded him. He found himself hiding. He escaped from the mental trance and realized he had to do something to stop the problem. He had lost his strong character and it was time to gain it back. He couldn’t do it alone, though, he had to look for someone to help him. And through rumors, and a lot of hard-work, he had managed to buy some decent by sneaky clothes and have information of who he was looking.

    And there he was. He rose to his feet, put his glasses again, and kept ongoing. Mt. Silver wasn’t far.
    The path of a pseudo-champion.

    SuBuWriMo total: 3588 words.

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    Lets see here, hmmm, okay you just need to add a little more detail of the setting and you did good with the detail with the main character, and you don't have to have it italicized but overall, your doing good. Just keep practicing well and I'am sure you will do well. Please update when you can.
    I have posted a Pokemon/Zelda crossover. If you are a fan of both series, please check it out and review. :)

    It will also be a crossover with My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic and Land before Time

    http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/f227/pokemon-legend-zelda-twilight-princess-pokemon-zelda-crossover-124285/

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    Apologies for the delay, and also for the shortness of the chapter. Here's Chapter 2.


    Chapter 2: Lorelei and Mt. Silver

    After a couple minutes of intense walking, Bruno reached the enormous mountain. A lot of machinery was around the place, while a lot of strong beasts were too. Many people rumored that The Mask was planning to do an amazing project which would conquer the whole world by just using levels of the surrounding Pokémon, reason for which he had done it there. Others predicted that the place was more imposing that his current throne place, in Fuchsia, and that he wanted to live like a real king of kings. Whatever the reasoning was, something great was about to get constructed.

    Because of the hour, the place was so quiet that anyone without Bruno’s cold attitude and serious buff would fear terribly. The place was known because of its remoteness to any city or any kind of sample of civilization, apart from the bar our hero had been in and a couple of wood houses in which the workers lived. So, one could easily get robbed or worse in a place like that, much less without Pokémon like Bruno was going. But as I said before, his character would tear apart anyone who even intended something on him. Although he had been in a crisis, he had never stopped exercising and this was a plus for him.

    The cave itself was so very dark that it was almost impossible to find one’s way, and Bruno realized this right on the spot. Walls were made of enormous boulders which seemed to be likely to crack and destroy the cave from the inside, while the floor was filled of small stones which made it hard to walk. Geodude, Graveler and Onix went from one place to another, enjoying the light that entered through the only gate to the exterior, which was just an enormous hole. Bruno amazed himself by just seeing how, even in the night, there was light entering from the hole and how the Pokémon enjoyed it.

    Our hero, used to living in the shadows and having forgotten completely what Pokémon behavior was, was just astonished. He believed it to be a beautiful scene, while anyone else would consider it normal to see a couple of Rock-Type Pokémon closing their eyes and rolling around to enjoy light. He had been missing this all these years and he was happy to come back once again to the world he had been escaping from. He felt his spirit renewed as he thought that if those Pokémon were so happy even in such a bad state of things, he couldn’t just surrender. A lot of time had passed but he felt that it was about time to finish this era and that the responsibility fell onto him. He had to do this.

    Bruno went deeper and deeper for a couple of hours. When he found an object, he would usually look into it to check out what kind of thing it was. After his long trip, he had found some Hyper Potions, a Full Heal and a couple of berries that were no more due to his hunger. Although glad because of the apparent non-change in items since he was a trainer, he was disturbed by the scared Pokémon that avoided him when they saw him. Had The Mask caused all of this? He really was to be punished if it was the case. On the other hand, Bruno was already bothered because of not finding the person he wanted to find. Maybe the bar guy had tricked him?

    “Stay where you are,” started a feminine but dark voice behind him.

    Bruno felt a vacuum sucking all of his courage. His thick coat fell into the ground, raising dust, letting his buff completely visible. He felt so vulnerable and remembered the horrible moment in which The Mask had finished all of his beasts just to his own amusement. But it was different. Even though he was very scared, he felt something weird about the voice, and about the Sneasel claw that had been holding his neck with brutality ever since the woman behind him had talked.
    “Lorelei?” he asked in a deep tone, expecting a confirmative answer.

    The scene suddenly came into absolute silence except for some boulders in upper floors that cracked violently one against the other. Bruno started sweating and shuddered at the very thought of being close to some sort of assassin that would take his life away with just a swipe of Sneasel’s claws. He had lived a long life but it wasn’t time to give it an end. Earlier, he had just renewed his fighting spirit and he wanted it to lead him to great things instead of dying right there. And then it came to his mind: could it be that The Mask knew of this and had hired someone? Or even worse, was this The Mask, playing tricks on him by using a woman’s voice?

    Luckily for him, his paranoia was going out of whack as Sneasel suddenly released him and he released an enormous breath that lifted dust from the floor. Picking up his coat slowly, he wore it again and looked up just to see who was standing before him: he knew that he possibly had to react quickly, but dismissed these thoughts when he recognized his companion.

    She wasn’t as pretty as she had been in some other time, but still possessed those voluptuous breasts that characterized her. Nearly as tall as him, Lorelei used some different glasses but her face expression was the same as it had been the day in which all of her friends had been annihilated. Her gorgeous figure hadn’t been lost after all these years and her eyes, despite their beautifulness, showed despair for every traumatizing event in her life. Her hair was still grabbed by the very same hair bow, and went long and smooth for nearly a meter. Her small nose and mouth gave her factions which would apparent her caring character, but also the dedicated and enterprising of it. She wore a simple, black jacket and some torn jeans.

    Bruno just stared at her for a couple of minutes in which it appeared that the only thing present in the room was the tension. He felt his spirit more renewed than ever, but at the same time he felt nostalgia. That woman before him had been there for so many years and now she was escaping from a psycho with unbelievable powers, just like him. He wanted to kneel and cry so hard that the whole world could hear him, and then, be comforted by a sweet hug just like she knew to give them. But he couldn’t. He had to restrain himself because he didn’t know had all the years had changed Lorelei on the inside, and he was about to find it out.

    “Long time no see friend.” started Bruno.

    “Yeah, it’s been a while.” answered Lorelei in a short-spoken tone.

    “How have you been?”

    “I could be better. What about you?”

    Bruno lowered his head in shame.

    “I’ve been hiding in Mt. Moon. The Mask took my beasts too.”

    Lorelei gasped, and immediately felt guilty for asking. She knew what that was, to have all of your best friends reduced to nothing by a douche.

    “I’m so sorry Bruno. I really shouldn’t have asked.”

    “Never mind,” was the ex-Elite Four answer, as his expression got serious and he shot a look at the Sneasel that had been holding his neck. On the act, Lorelei recalled her only Pokémon. “I’m here for a comeback.”

    “You are?” inquired Lorelei raising an eyebrow.

    “Yes. I want to leave everything behind and face The Mask once again.”

    Lorelei sighed, closing her eyes, just as if she had been told this very same phrase over and over.

    “Bruno, we’re out-fashioned. Our Pokémon got killed and this guy is just very powerful to even face him in battle. We wouldn’t be able to do it.”

    “Probably our Pokémon are gone, but our fighting spirits shouldn’t be. We used to be the Elite Four, the strongest in the region! That just didn’t mean battling skill, it meant courage and determination. Please tell me you haven’t lost those virtues.”

    “I just don’t know if I’m ready to come out to the light again. You should understand me, I lost a whole team!” said the Ice expert with unease and desperation.

    “Yes, it’s hard, but at least we’re alive. Will and Karen wasted their lives, and Koga is living in the unknown too. It seems to me as if we are the only ones who can change something.”

    “We’re just humans, Bruno, but The Mask has lost every trance of humanity, he is now a beast. It’s an unfair scuffle. We’ve fought before, we’ve risked our lives in every sense and we’ve lost. It’s as if we were no longer alive.”

    “Don’t say that!” Bruno spurted with rage. “We can still do plenty. We have fighting souls and not trying at least will torment us the rest of our lives. Understand that people out there have dreams, goals to achieve. But at this rate, those will die. I cannot sleep knowing that this regimen will kill us all, physically or mentally, sooner or after.”

    “It has already done! Look at me, look at you! We’re nothing but shades of our former selves. The Mask stole our lives completely. Please accept it.”

    “I will not!” exploded Bruno, clenching a fist against the floor. Then, slowly rising, he stated: “I came here thinking you’d help me, but if won’t, it’s fine. I’ll do it on my own.”

    “I’m sorry. You can’t just light a spark that has been missing for so long.” expressed Lorelei in a calm tone, as if regretting what she had said previously.

    Bruno’s head cooled as he thought of the missing spark Lorelei was talking about. It was true, without Pokémon and a proper plan of attack, things wouldn’t be any different than they were a couple of years ago, when things went to hell although they could have been stopped. Had they got The Mask when they could, nothing of this would have happened. Those little details were the ones that Bruno had to capitalize on, he thought, or else the story would repeat itself.

    Just in that moment, he remembered what he had thought of when he had found Lorelei. He had suspected The Mask had followed him. What if it was true? After all, he could have been spotted since the bar scene or all the time he spent outside of the cave. While remembering all of those events, he stopped to think about that mysterious light outside the cave once he was in. The Pokémon seemed to enjoy it a lot, just as if they hadn’t had that amount of light, at least in the night. Of course, this meant something was out of the usual going, and to Bruno, it meant that The Mask was right there.
    It could be paranoia though, maybe he was exaggerating a bit and The Mask wasn’t there. After all, he wasn’t a threat if he didn’t have Pokémon and much less after all these years. Lorelei wasn’t either; her fighting spirit had disappeared and she only had a Sneasel, or so he thought. However, The Mask probably ignored these facts and was there to eliminate them. If he really thought on succeeding in his mission of finishing The Mask’s reign, he had to think like him. And it was obvious to him that he was intelligent enough not to take him dead on since the start, but wait to see where he was going and then attack.

    In the middle of these thoughts, Bruno heard some noises approaching and knew that, undoubtedly, it had to be The Mask.

    “Lorelei,” he started in an urging tone. “The Mask is here.”

    “I know, I know, he’s using the mountain to build something…”

    “No!” cut Bruno on the instant. “I mean here, in this floor! Quick, we gotta hide!”

    “What? How’d you know that?” enquired Lorelei confused.

    “Trust me on this one. I know he’s here, if he don’t hide we’ll find us right away!”

    Lorelei looked at Bruno’s desperate face, and, even though she wasn’t fully convinced, she finally opted to imitate Bruno by hiding behind a huge nearby boulder.
    The path of a pseudo-champion.

    SuBuWriMo total: 3588 words.

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