Ace Trainerson and the War of this World
This is a sattire-drama about the URPG, and the effects it has on us, both good and bad. There is a lot of humour, a lot of drama, a lot of parodying, so I hope you'll all tune in for the ride :D
Prologue - The Power Plant
Catherine Moonstone found her job boring.
The twenty year old had been working at the Energy Containment Plant for two years, having started when she was eighteen to afford to go on her overseas expidtion, like her siblings had done before her. The only position they had was for a night guard, roaming the halls of the expansive complex, making sure nothing bad happened to the machines as they whirred and groaned, powering up the entire country.
However, things did not go to plan for Catherine. While she was a skilled battler and had caught many thieves, this only secured that she kept her job when the economy took its toll and people had to be laid off. Her pay eventually dwindled, and Catherine was still another four paycheques away from affording her holiday. The only thing Catherine could do was just do her job to the best of her ability and hope that the eccentric man that operated the plant would give her a pay rise.
But Catherine didn’t have high hopes as she started her 320th shift that year. She begun it as she always did: made herself a cup of coffee inside the closet that was the staffroom, ate her small dinner (it was sushi tonight) and then flicked through a magazine before she would force herself to do some work.
“Another government sex scandal, what a surprise,” Catherine mumbled as she finished reading an article. “Those politicians act like their working in a brothel, it’s ridiculous!” But Catherine realised no one could hear her and stopped talking to herself, realising she was sounding a bit crazy.
That’s when she heard the bang.
The metallic clanging sound echoed down the hallway, making Catherine jump and yelp. She knocked her coffee cup onto the floor, where it shattered, causing the lukewarm liquid to spread across the tiles.
“What the hell was that?” Catherine whispered to herself and reached into her pocket. She had to wear a bullet proof vest over a black wetsuit-looking thing, and it was rather uncomfortable and made it difficult to get anything out of. After half a minute of struggling, Catherine finally pulled a PokeBall out and activated it. There was a bright flash as white energy came out, forming into the shape of a Luxray. The black and blue electric tiger smiled at his trainer, and Catherine scratched his rugged black head.
“I think a noise out in the hall Sparky, so I think we should go and take a look!” Catherine explained, and the Luxray nodded and ran out of the door, his long, star-pointed tail swinging as he moved. Catherine quickly grabbed her taser from the kitchen bench and followed after.
The hallways were very quiet, and Catherine and Sparky’s footsteps sounded like thunder as they ran down the tiled floors. Catherine looked out of the windows, a giant block of cement blocking out all views. This concrete structure housed all of the turbines, keeping them protected from all the N.O.O.O.B.S that had threatened to destroy the entire plant. Catherine was hoping it wasn’t one of them causing the disturbance, as they were always a pain to deal with.
“Lux Raaay Luxray!” Sparky hissed nearby, and Catherine realised he must have found the disturbance. The lights in the hallways were always turned down low, so Catherine struggled to see, but Luxray had excellent eyes and had sensed what the disturbance was.
“Can you light things up please?” Catherine asked, getting down to her Pokemon’s level. Sparky nodded and began to glow yellow as if charging up for a Thunder. The area around them was cast into a yellow glow, and Catherine was surprised to see that a lot of rubbish was scattered everywhere. A metal rubbish bin lay nearby, obviously the source of the loud clanging.
“There must be some sort of intruder….” Catherine whispered, and Sparky nodded in agreement. They moved slowly forwards, avoiding the rubbish as not to make a noise. But as they moved, Sparky pointed over at a large pile of the rubbish. Unlike the other pieces of discarded plastic and paper, these pieces were all a bright pink that shone in the dim light. Catherine thought it was strange, but found it even more so when she noticed some of the pieces were still turning pink, and tiny little hands were grabbing them.
“Sparky, these must be Burmy trying to get their Trash Cloaks!” Catherine gasped. The piles of pink rubbish squealed, almost in agreement. “Blast them with a Thunderbolt quickly!”
“LUX!” Sparky boomed, and a powerful bolt of electricity was fired from his body, blasting the pink pile apart. Four little grey figures emerged, both of them smoking slightly and squealing. The four landed on the rubbish with loud crunches, and their tiny little bodies tried to grab more rubbish. Catherine raised an eyebrow, as these the figures that looked like black blu-tack made into shapes danced around frantically, and Sparky sniggered.
“Swagger them,” Catherine ordered next, and she reached into her pocket for four PokeBalls. Sparky opened his mouth wide: four wispy clouds came out, and they snaked their way towards the Burmy and wrapped around each of them. The Burmy kept running around, but now they had gone cross-eyed and seemed to have a peach coating over their bodies. The Burmy group ran around some more, before they ran straight towards each other, unaware what was about to happen.
“BUR!” Two of them cried
“MEE!” The other two shouted, and then they had a head-on collision. Catherine and Sparky both burst out laughing as the knocked-out Burmy lay there, their eyes rolling around like a car wheels. Catherine extracted four PokeBalls and dropped them on the Pokemon. A few moments later there were four Burmy inside, successfully caught. Catherine would release them the next morning, as she did with all stray Pokemon that entered the plant: it didn’t happen very often, but whenever it did, Catherine had to file a report and see how they got inside the apparently secure building. Somehow, Burmy and Caterpies were a threat to national security.
“I wonder how these two got in, I was sure they had boarded up all of the loose cracks around the place,” Catherine said, but Sparky just shrugged, and Catherine could only do the same. She put the several PokeBalls away and turned to head back to the staffroom.
“Ray Lux Lux!” Sparky whispered dramatically and suddenly moved the other way. Catherine watched him head down the hallway and chased after, wondering what had attracted his attention.
“Sparky, wait up!” Catherine shouted as her footsteps echoed dramatically. She could see Sparky up ahead, standing in a wide doorway and cast in blue light. “There you are, why did you run off?” Catherine asked and came to a stop, breathing heavily. She noticed the blue light was coming out of the room they standing in front of, and slowly Catherine turned around, wondering where they had arrived.
Computers. Everywhere Catherine looked she could see computers inside this room. Some were standard size, some were about twice her height, while others fell inbetween. These computers were in two rows, forming a corridor in between them. At the opposite end of the room stood the largest of them all: the computer was the entire length and width of the room, and it was the one producing all of the light. The blue light reminded Catherine of the time she had went to the beach, the colour almost identical to that of the ocean. It was sweet and enchanting, and Catherine wouldn’t have really cared about it due to the millions of computers in the plant, but then she noticed something else.
A man was standing in front of the biggest computer.
The man was tall, at least six foot, but it wasn’t just his height that made him seem empowering: the way he was standing with his back to Catherine, his entire body in shadow, sent a shiver down her spine. The man was well poised, hands behind his back, his head entirely focused on the computer. Catherine slowly unhitched her taser, keeping her eyes firmly on the man.
“Turn around!” She yelled and raised the taser to full height. However, the man didn’t move, he simply made a smirking noise. Catherine took a step forwards, fully entering the room, and Sparky followed behind, baring his teeth and growling.
“I am a security guard, and I demand you turn around!” Catherine shouted, her finger on the trigger. The man laughed this time, a cold, painful laugh.
“I shall do no such thing, Madam Moonstone, I am in the middle of something,” He hissed, his voice as cold and sharp as a knife, and Catherine actually felt a pain in her stomach as he spoke.
“How do you know who I am, and how did you get in?” She asked. “Did you let those Burmy in?”
“I may have let some Burmy in, I wouldn’t really care if I did,” The man replied, still staring directly at the computer. Catherine had had enough of this, and she was ready to pull the trigger, firing the electricity into the man. Sparky was ready to pounce on him. But as Catherine took another step forwards, her right foot collided with something. She and Sparky looked down in surprised: a cracked brown rock was on the floor, sitting there as if it was not out of place in this completely opposite world.
“You have five seconds to leave, or things won’t end well for you,” The man boomed in his chilling tones. Catherine looked at Sparky, and the Gleam Eye Pokemon shook his head, staring back with a growl at the rock.
“We aren’t moving!” Catherine announced, and she once again raised the taser up. The man shrugged, and Catherine couldn’t help but wonder what he was going to do.
“Uproar.” The man hissed, and Catherine looked at Sparky, confused: there weren’t any Pokemon around except for her Luxray. She was finally about to pull the trigger when the rock glowed. Catherine had only a second to step backwards before the rock started screaming. Catherine and Sparky were flung backwards by an invisible forcefield, landing painfully on the tiled floor. A horrific screeching noise filled the air, and Catherine had to cover her ears to try and stop the painful noise. It sounded like a million tortured humans were screaming inside her ears, clawing at her body, inside and out.
Catherine felt physically sick as she heard the horrible noise, and she tried to stand up, desperate to leave the area. But than every single computer around her exploded: Catherine screamed and dived back down as white hot glass and sparks shot across the room, computer components raining down on her from all sides.
“LUUUUX!” Sparky yelled, managing to withstand the noise, and he ran forwards towards the rock, opening his mouth wide to initiate a Crunch. The man laughed again, his frosty sneer clearly heard over the horrible screaming.
“Sucker Punch,” He whispered. The rock stopped screaming, but the torturous sounds echoed inside the room, and Catherine began whimpering, a horrible feeling inside her entire body.
“RAAAY!” Sparky cried, getting close enough to bite now. The rock briefly flashed black, and suddenly a jet black fist shot out of the crack. Sparky was hit in the jaw, and he was blasted backwards with a moan, and Catherine screamed and moved out of the way to avoid being squashed.
“Are you alright?” Catherine asked, holding Sparky. But her Luxray didn’t respond, and just lay there, eyes rolled back into his head. Catherine had begun crying now, frightened to her very core by what was happening. She reached into her suit to try and get his PokeBall out, but Catherine froze suddenly: her body was glowing pink, and she and Sparky were rising into the air.
“Wh-wh-why are you doing this? LET ME DOWN!” Catherine screamed, fighting against her telekinetic restraints. But the man didn’t say a word, but he simply jerked his head, nodding to the computer. The rock glowed a bright pink, and suddenly pieces of the computer screen glass rose into the air, like a magician lifting up knives. Catherine could see her face reflected in them, and she suddenly realised what was about to happen.
“NO, YOU CAN’T DO THIS, STOOOOP!” She wailed, but it was no use, and all she could do was wrap her hands around Sparky, whispering her final words to her oldest friend. With the sounds of the horrendous Uproar still echoing, and the computer remains smoking and burning, the strange rock raised the glass up to the perfect height. Yet the man still did not turn around: he did not answer Catherine’s pleas, he didn’t look to see what the rock was doing, he simply stared at the computer, waiting for his work to be done.
The computer stopped glowing as brightly as Catherine screamed her loudest of all and the glass cut through the air, making the man smile. She would be only the first victim of thousands to feel his wrath, as he was planning something huge, something horrible, something pure evil.
And soon the world would be his.
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4 Burmy!!! :D
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