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Acceptance, pt2That night, Musashi tossed and turned. He eventually paced around the living room. Somewhere, possibly nearby, CT was giving that stupid grin of his and doing who knows what with the disc he took. He held onto his swords, anxiously.
Kai had gotten up at some point in the night, and wandered over toward Musashi. It was curious, how he kept walking around in circles like that. And what were those shiny things? She stood and watched him, for a bit. She eventually piped up; "Whatcha doin'?"
Musashi looked at the young girl. He didn't recognize her, so she must be Ahti's daughter. "Oh, nothing. I just can't get to sleep is all. You're young, you should be in bed."
Kai blinked at Musashi. "I don't wanna.." she rubbed at her eyes, and yawned.
After breakfast that morning, Zero was busy getting the kids ready to go to the marketplace. "So, Musashi," she said, struggling to get Kai out of her PJs and properly dressed. "Have you been to the marketplace, yet? You're welcome to come with us. You c
Acceptance, pt1Ahti always loved the ocean. His very name derived from an ocean god. It seemed only right, that he move to Slateport. It had been three years, since the incident that turned him and his wife into humans. It took a while to get on his feet, after the escape, but his heart belonged in Slateport.
He and a handful went back to their trainers, and told them what had happened. Some of them, like Ahti, took on last names and went to make a life of their own. Others stayed. Some went looking for CT, but there had been no trace of him, since.
Ahti wasn't sure he could face CT again, anyway. He was happy with his life. He had become a fisherman, selling his catch to the local market. It wasn't much, but he enjoyed it. Sometimes he would take little Clem, who they had adopted, on the boat with him. As time had passed, little Clem wasn't so little, anymore, and had become a big sister.
They had all grown accustom to being human. Even enjoyed it. Ahti missed his trainer, but he loved his new life.
The Beginning, final partGunpowder sat on his bed, deep in thought. Porter had stopped by, earlier, to tell him CT would speak with him. He let out a heavy sigh. "CT". That's what they were calling him. They must not know what it stands for, or what his real name was. And damnit all, Bruce was right. "Gunpowder" sounded cool, but it wasn't a name. Bruce was a name. Ferrovax was a name. Even Zero was a name. Why couldn't he have a name?
Although he was a ground type, he loved the water. He loved the ocean, the beach, swimming, fishing, even. He knew Water and Ice type moves. Moe loved mythology, and she would often talk to him about it. He remembered one name, very clearly: Ahti. Ahti was a god of the sea and fishing. That sounded like a nice name. If he was going to start a new life, he needed a new name. That's what his name shall be, now. Ahti.
The intercom buzzed.
"Traitorous bastard." a very deep voice said. It was deeper than Gun-er, Ahti's, and had a very eerie tone. "You were going to have me murdered,
The Beginning, pt 6Bruce sighed as he looked around his room. A punching bag oh joy of joys. Bruce was the calmest one there; then again his body didn't really feel that different. He heard a voice...Gunpowder? Yeah, asking about Zero. Bruce tapped his fist on the wall, the rooms far from soundproof.
"Hey. If it helps, everyone seems to be fine besides getting used to not being in their old bodies." He said, attempting comfort. Bruce was a loner, preferring battling by himself than worrying about an ally. However, the man was worried about his wife, Bruce could at least understand that.
"I can't believe Ferrovax did this." Gunpowder said, still angry.
"Can you blame him, really?" Bruce replied. "I can't condone what he's done, but are you saying you can't understand it at all?"
"How can you say that, Bruce? Look what he's done. What he caused. We-"
"Might as well be dead?" Bruce interrupted, "You say that, but really think about it. We might be different, but we're still alive. In a way, it's
The Beginning, pt 5The scientists observed Musashi, clinging to a pair of blades.
"Seems they keep attachments after turning human. Being a Scyther, he clings to what used to be his scythe blades..most interesting." one of them said.
Interesting? Musashi was holding what was once his arms IN his new arms.
"What about the Magneton?"
"Hmm..might not work well in the process...the Hydreigon had three heads, but a Magneton is pretty much three beings...we'll have to force it to evolve into a Magnezone first."
Those monsters! Musashi grew angry. Forcing a Pokemon to evolve!? They were insane! He hit against the glass, where did that damn CT go? Don't tell me...that traitor! "You bastards!!" he shouted.
"oh, he's speaking now, just like the other one."
CT sneered, as he walked past Musashi. He hated him. He hated a lot of them, but mostly Musashi. He was just so...noble. He walked past the others. Observing. Taking in their expressions of pain, confusion, and anger. He loved it. He loved being human. He
The Beginning, pt 4Oh, god. He was gone. Moe stared in shock, at the empty case that once held the violent hydreigon. "Oh. Oh, no. No, no, no." she said, quietly. How could this have happened?
Penelope burst through the door, shouting about missing Pokemon, as well. "Wait," Moe stopped him. "Blackstone?" she said, grabbing his shoulders. "A guy named Blackstone was here last night, too! And Ferrovax is missing!" she clinched her fists. "Those bastards!" she snarled. Gunpowder stepped up, beside her. This was bad. Really bad. If he had gotten in the wrong hands...the chaos would be unimaginable.
But how could they possibly find these men? Neither Moe nor Pen knew anything about them. Moe leaned against the wall, face in her hands. "Oh, god, Pen. What could they possibly want, with our Pokemon? Especially Ferrovax?"
Looking them up couldn't possibly do any good. Who knew how many "Blackstones" and "Porters" were in Kanto.
There were at least two. One of whom was currently conversing with the newly-t
The Beginning, pt 3"I told you to get the Nidoking," a man said. "Not this....monster." he watched as Ferrovax roared and thrashed, inside the containment area. He slammed his head against the reinforced glass, unable to make a single crack in it.
"She wouldn't go for it. She's not giving him up." another guy said. It sounded like one of the men who took Ferrovax.
"Hm." the first man grunted. He looked like he was some kind of scientist, only slightly mad. "I suppose he'll do, then." They watched as the dragon continued to trash about, waiting for him to tire himself out. He slammed against the glass one final time, and slid down, letting out a soft growl. "About time. Get him fully restrained. Can't have anything go wrong, during the transformation."
Ferrovax was restrained, unable to move. Men and women, presumably scientists, were hooking all sorts of wires to him. What was going on? The last thing he remembered, he was in the Pokemon League, now all these people were connecting wires to him and pokin
The Beginning, pt 2.5Total party wipeout that's what it was called.
A tragic incident when a Pokemon trainer's entire team of Pokemon is wiped out usually when a total party wipeout happened the trainer could rush their Pokemon to the center and have them saved, usually when a Pokemon was beaten the trainer ended the match in time where they'd simply be injured unconscious. For the first time in Johto League history, there was a trainer who didn't stop it in time. Elite Four member Lance remembered it well, an incredibly talented battler. With determination, heart, and strategy, this boy took his team and breezed through his teammates. However, against the might of Lance's Dragonites, his team fell.
This boy was Penelope (Preferred name Pen) Hellbourne. However, the boy was too ruthless, too stubborn. It wasn't a bad trait though; he just had an undying trust in the strength of his team and his strategy he believed they'd pull through anything. He was too confident though, and his whole team
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