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Marcus stood idly, not moving or standing down. He remembered how the little pokémon called out to him and decided to try communicating with it. ”Hey little guy… are you alright?”
Victini looked up at Marcus and nodded. ”Yes… but this man is really scaring me and I just want to be left alone.”
”You do huh?”
”I just want him to go away. I’m… I’m waiting for someone.”
”Who are you waiting for?”
”I’m waiting for my master. He said that he would be back soon, but he’s not here yet.”
”You don’t say.”
The man started to grow impatient. ”HEY! I’m waiting here!” His two pokémon were a brown weasel pokémon that was named Patrat and a yellow lizard pokémon that was holding its pants up name Scraggy.
”Well how about we get rid of him and then you can continue to wait for him.”
”Ummm… well… umm.”
”You… you don’t have any pokémon, do you?!”
Marcus jumped, he had been found out. ”crap…” Marcus looked down and then looked back up to Victini. ”Come on buddy! If you don’t want him here, then let’s get rid of him!”
”Ha… you came here expecting to save it, but now… who’s going to save you now?!” His pokémon started to close in on Marcus, chuckling and preparing to strike the human. ”This creature is weak and we, Team Plasma, will make it strong and liberated pokémon all over the world!”
”Lib… liberate?! You only plan on making pokémon your slaves to do the work of evil!” Even though he now found himself where Victini was, he still had the spirit to call the man out.
”Brave words for the ignorant mouse. Ha, you’re just like Victini; weak and helpless with nowhere to go.”
There was a blinking flash of light that caused the man to turn around. ”I’m not… weak!” Victini had taken offense to what was said about him and started to float, encased in a bright sphere of light. ”Vic… tini…” he said aloud.
”Uh-oh… it looks like someone would beg to differ.”
”What… what is this?! Scraggy, Patrat… GET HIM!” the two pokémon were fearful, but attacked nonetheless with sharp teeth bared and fist tightened.
A smirked appeared across the tiny pokémon’s face and it brought both of its small hands up. ”Viiiiiiccc…” Two spheres of light appeared in each hand and then combined in the form of a V. ”You might want to take cover….” ”TINIIII!!!!” The fiery ‘V’ * slammed into the two pokémon, sending them flying back into their trainer, sending him into a wall.
((*V-create<-- Click))
Marcus had moved out of the way and looked up in shock. ”Wow… now you can go back to waiting.” Marcus raised a thumb up at the pokémon and winked.
Victini giggled telepathically. ”Thank you for helping me.” He whistled aloud and then makes a v sign with his short, orange fingers.
”No, you did that yourself. All you needed was a boost.”
”You’re quite the modest one, aren’t you?”
”Maybe…” Marcus moved his hair from covering his ears and heard the sound of sirens. ”Looks like help came, you should probably hide—“ Marcus turned and realized that he was now along, Victini had disappeared. He sighed half expecting that and left the room that had a bed and small toys as well as the passed out man and his two pokémon.
After reached the surface again, he was nearly blinded by the light of the sun as well as nearly deafened by the police officer’s megaphone. ”COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP! We have you surrounded and we have captured your accomplices!”
Within moments Marcus was surrounded by the men dressed in blue uniforms and growling dog pokémon called Herdier. ”Hey, hey, HEY!!!” Not wanting to get in anymore trouble, he lifted his hands behind his back.
”He’s not one of them!” The security guard called out, flailing his hands like a mad man.
The officers nodded and released Marcus, calling their pokémon back to their pokeballs.
”Yeah… your real culprit is down in the basement.”
”You must be pretty strong to have taken on Team Plasma by yourself.”
”Eh?” Marcus looked up to see a woman in a white coat approaching him.
”The name’s Juniper, Professor Juniper. I’m one of the professors of Unova and I get the feeling that you’re not from here.” The lady stopped in front of Marcus with one hand in her pocket and the other on her hip. ”So did you see him?”
”See who?” Hearing that she was a professor, he figured that she already knew about Victini.
”You know who I’m talking about.” She drew closer and began to speak about how the original owner of this lighthouse had hid a powerful pokémon here to protect it from the evils of the world. She then went to explain how he had passed away and with that so did the tale of Victini, the Victory Pokemon. ”So I would, assume that Team Plasma had heard about Victini and came here. Luckily a trainer like you just happened to be stopping by.
”Well about that… I’m not a trainer, meaning I don’t have any pokémon. I guess you could say that I just got really lucky.” He chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. ”Yeah, I just happened to be there to distract the guy long enough for the little guy to take them out.”
”What?! Really? HAHAHA!!!” Juniper put one hand on her forehead and laughed abruptly. ”Well then that is quite interesting. For you to team up with an already owned pokémon would mean something great.”
A police officer approached the two and spot about how they had spotted Team Plasma’s ship and were going to continue pursuing them.
”Alright then, we shall put a stop to these shenanigans.” She was about to leave and then turned back to Marcus. ”There is something special about you. Come see me in Nevama Town and we’ll do something about you not having any pokémon." She laughed and then waved good bye, leaving with a small load of knocked out Team Plasma Grunts.
Marcus was a relieved that this was over and knew that he would sleep well. A horn blew, signaling that his ship was about to disembark and set out for Castelia City. He hopped from the stairs and approached the ship, unaware that he was being watched.
”Vic… tini?”
 -InsertEgoHere- Liger · Wed Mar 09, 2011 @ 03:06am · 3 Comments |
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