The Road to Indigo (Pokemon RP (Closed): Chapter 7: Dead Living On The Radio...)

[tsatoma]

It was only after the throw of the bottle that Eileen seemed to start figuring out exactly what was going happening. 'Maybe I shouldn't have done that,' she thought, concluding that it was a horrible idea once two Rocket grunts grabbed a hold of her. Thankfully she had two friends to fight them off, though Eileen felt a pang of guilt that she might have had them hurt from her moment of drunken idiocy.

That was forgotten as Callum dragged herself and Sarah under a drink table before flipping it over, with Eileen somewhat in awe of that. "That was so cool!" she yelled excitedly, looking at the two of them as they hid behind the table. More commotion could be heard from the other side, and soon enough it seemed like Pokemon were being called out to battle against the grunts. 'We sure got brave all of a sudden,' she told herself, finally noticing all the Magnemites in the air taking the grunt's weapons away. She even spotted the tall Trainer of the Magnemites yelling at the Rocket leader that she had thrown the bottle at.

With battles underway, Eileen decided to take out her own Pokemon to fight against the Rockets. "Go-! Uh...Hughes, and muh cat. And th' pillwo. When did I ca'ch a pillow?" she asked herself as he Pokemon came out of their Pokeballs. The Pokemon were confused with the situation, but once Eileen kinda explained the situation they formed up ready for battle. "Just go and fight or summthin'," she ordered, Hughes giving her a disappointed look before attacking a nearby Rocket that came up upon them.

"Hah! You're little red runt can't do anything agai- AIIIIIEE!" the grunt yelled as Hughes Flame Wheeled him off and over the deck, the splash of the grunt hitting the water being heard down below after a few seconds. Another grunt had seen what just happened to his cohort and brought out a Drowzee and Zubat. "Both of you attack!" the Rocket yelled quickly, letting his Pokemon choose their own attacks. He quickly regretted his decision as both Pokemon fell to the onslaught that Hughes was dishing out; the grunt himself soon suffering the wrath of the fire Pokemon.

While Hughes continued his rampage through Pokemon and Rocket grunt alike, Cleo was keeping off to the side where the rails were. She attacked at Rocket Pokemon in battles from the side, before slipping away once she felt enough damage was done. A few Rocket grunts soon had scratch marks all over their bodies as well, the deep cuts causing a nice distraction.

Dalton, meanwhile, was busy trying to get out from underneath his new Trainer's grasp as she held him down to use as a pillow. "You'r so soft," she told him, relinquishing her grip slightly. It was enough for him to escape, much to the disappointment of Eileen. "Fine then. We'll sleep lat'r! For now, go attack that Sandscrew! Use...uh, an attack! I don't...uh, just fight it!" Eileen commanded from behind the table, watching as Dalton seemed to give her a look before attacking the Sandshrew with a Powder Snow attack.

"Good boy! Keep doin' what you'r doing!" Eileen called out cheerfully from the safety of the table.

 

[elementsoul]

Callum sat with his back against the table waiting for the gunfire to start. Should I have given Ledyba that attack order. That isn?t my style. Ugh! I?m about to die so why am I worrying about that? Several loud clanks broke Callum from his thoughts as several Magneton floated over top of him and released a bunch of guns into the water.

?Grunts! Release your Pokémon! Zere is more zan one way to skin some trainers!?

Callum turned around and looked over the table. A Meowth on the other side pounced at him and he opened the Pokéball in his hand. Instantly his Ledyba launched into a Mach Punch, catching the Meowth in the air, sending the Scratch Cat Pokémon back towards the Grunt who released it.

The Meowth flipped backwards and landed on its feet, only to be hit again with another Mach Punch as it tried hit the Ledyba with a Scratch attack. The feline was sent sailing backwards again, this time hitting the Rocket Grunt and passing out. ?You fucking son of a *****!? The Grunt yelled out, as he got hit by his Pokémon.

The Ledyba circled back into the air and started to glow. Callum knew exactly what was happening and pulled out his Pokédex, as his Ledyba evolved into a Ledian.

166 Ledian


Five Star Pokémon

HT 4' 07"


WT 78.5 lbs.


It uses starlight as energy. When more stars appear at night, the patterns on its back grow larger.



The Grunt didn?t waste the short break in which Ledian was immobilized due to its evolving and he released a Zubat. Just as the evolution finished the Zubat hit the Ledian with a Wing Attack. The Five Star Pokémon got caught on the Zubat?s wing, and used a point blank Supersonic attack to confuse the Bat Pokémon.

Ledyba?s done enough for me today. ?Ledyba return.? Callum said as a red beam hit his Pokémon and withdrew it back into the Pokéball. There was a slight pause as Callum looked through the Pokéballs in his bag. ?Go Butterfree!? Callum announced as he released the Pokémon before getting hit by some stray bullet seeds from another trainer?s battle.

The Butterfly Pokémon appeared in midflight and immediately unleashed a wave of silver waves at a wildly flying Zubat. All of them missed as the Zubat snapped out of its confusion, and dived under them, before darting at the Butterfree while screaming. Just before the Bat Pokémon made contact with it, Butterfree did a barrel role and turned to the back of the Zubat as it missed its Astonish attack. Before the Zubat could recover the Butterfly Pokémon send a psychic wave at the Zubat in the form of a Confusion attack.

It made contact and the Zubat faltered before being hit by two more consecutive psychic waves. The Pokémon collapsed to the floor and was returned. ?Don?t think you?ve won yet, you chode sucking punk,? the Grunt yelled as he released a Sandshrew. Callum shrugged off the comment as he returned his Butterfree and released his Oddish.

The Sandshrew was quickly ordered to use Poison Sting. The Mouse Pokémon launched itself forward, with its claw at the forefront. The Oddish managed to produce a small field of Poison Powder before being hit. Both Pokémon started to look feverish as Oddish quickly shot out a stream of Acid onto the Sandshrew which became clogged down in it.

Instantly noticing that his Pokémon was poisoned, Callum pulled out a Pecha Berry and tossed it over to his Oddish. The Oddish quickly ate the pink fruit and the feverish signs disappeared from it. The Sandshrew had proceeded to shake the acid off of itself and was now sluggishly charging at the Oddish with glowing red claws. It made to connecting swipes against the Oddish before it missed one and almost collapsed over. Taking its chance, Oddish quickly fired a red Absorb attack at the Sandshrew and absorbed the last of its energy.

?Damnit!? Yelled the grunt as he quickly called back his Sandshrew and released a Drowzee. Before Callum could do anything his Oddish was hit by a Confusion attack and was knocked out. ?You did well,? Callum whispered to Oddish?s Pokéball after he returned it. ?Try your luck Paras,? Callum said as the Mushroom Pokémon appeared on the deck.

A Yellow Powder filled the air and flowed towards the Drowzee. The Hypnosis Pokémon tried to charge the Paras but was stopped by the electrical charge of the Spores that now covered it. Before it had a chance to start moving again, Paras quickly moved behind and climbed up the back of the Drowzee. Its mandibles quickly penetrated the Drowzee?s back as it started to use Leech Life. Slowly the Drowzee was starting to move again, only to have its arms hit by Scratch attacks when it tried to knock the Paras from its back. Finally the Drowzee collapsed to the ground and both Pokémon were returned.

That attack still disgusts me a little. An Ekans was released by the Grunt, and Callum pulled out the only filled Netball in his current party. Pineco quickly materialized on the deck and the Ekans was ordered to use Wrap and then Bite. The Snake Pokémon slithered over to the Pineco and wrapped itself around it and squeezed. When it tried to use Bite on it, the Pineco produced a green mist; stopping the Ekans? attack. Suddenly the Pineco was spinning in the opposite direction that the Ekans was wrapped in. Slowly the Pokémon came undone from around the Pineco, and was launched at its trainer.

?You ass ramming shit eater! I?ll gut you like a fish!? The grunt yelled as it pushed the Ekans off of him and pulled out a knife. ?[color=336622]PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE![/color]? was all the Grunt heard as the Pineco started to glow before it completed its Selfdestruct move. Both the Ekans and the Grunt were launched into the water, while a hole in the deck appeared. Callum ran to the black charred edge and looked down to see his passed out Pineco. With nothing else to do Callum returned his Pokémon to its Netball and looked to check to see if any of his new acquaintances? Pokémon needed any help.

 

[Pm0n3y]

"You... you hear that?" Charlie breathed a short sigh of relief as Rochelle questioned him. It seemed she wasn't too freaked out over the attacks. Though, her query did raise curiosity in what occurred from beyond the cloth of the snack table. As Rochelle began to crawl from under the table, Charlie motioned for Parker to follow him before leaving behind her. Poking his head from beyond the cloth, he noted on how the smoke that once inhabited the air had dissipated, a result of an exhausted Quinn. She slowly crawled towards him as he fully breached the table's cloth, resting her head on his knee. Guilt jolted through Charlie as he pulled out her pokéball.

"Sorry about that, girl. I shouldn't of made you hold that attack for so long. You deserve some rest." He apologized as he gently stroked her. He looked up momentarily, seeing Rochelle off to his left, involved in her own battles. Ahead of him, a Rocket member rushed up to him, a hand reaching for a pokéball. Parker jumped to Charlie's front, ready to defend his master. The grunt slowed as he noticed the Cyndaquil, and showed an excited grin.

"Your Cyndaquil...I want it!" He said erratically, taking further steps towards Charlie. Quinn began to bury her face in fear, causing Charlie to furrow his brow in aggravation.

"Parker, Constrict!" He commanded the Spinarak, who in return shot thick webbing at the grunt. The web quickly wrapped and fully enveloped the grunt's face, rendering him blind. The grunt let out muffled yells as he began ripping the webbing from his face. Charlie quickly returned Quinn to her ball before springing to his feet, complementing on Parker's aim. Eventually, freeing himself from the attack, the Rocket let out a heavy gasp.

"************...I could've...suffocated!" He yelled in between fevered breaths, sharply glaring at his adversary. Charlie showed a glare of his own.

"Huh. You're lucky my fire-type was tired. I probably would've reduced yo' ass to ash!" He replied venomously, his fists balling with malice. The grunt clenched his teeth before releasing his own Pokémon, a Exeggcute. Charlie wasted no time in his onslaught, realizing that a battle was something he was looking for this whole time.

"Night Shade, Parker! Let's get to it!" He said, the Spinarak hurriedly skittering towards the grunt's Exeggcute, the horn on his head quickly darkening before shooting a blast of energy at the group of egg-like entities. The attack was quickly shrugged off by the Exeggcute, who retaliated with an attack of it's own. The eyes of each egg glowed in unison, using their psychic ability to cause small chunks of wood to break away from the floor of the ship. The wood hovered momentarily around the Exeggcute before flying toward Parker in a haphazard fashion. The small Spinarak tried his best to dodge the barrage, but was inevitably caught off guard and struck by the attack. Charlie winced as he watched his Pokémon took damage, giving words of encouragement in hopes to keep it motivated. Parker replied positively, springing back into its defensive stance.

"Okay Parker, use Constrict!" The Spinarak did at it was told, launching another thick stream of webbing towards his opponent. This time, the attack brought the group of eggs closer together, tightly wrapping them within thick silk casing. The Rocket grunt growled as he watched his Exeggcute struggle under the influence of the web, and cursed under his breath.

"I'm tired of you using that move!" The grunt grunted with annoyance towards Charlie, then turning his gaze towards his immobilized Pokémon.

"And you! I'm tired of your weak bullshit! Every fight we've been in...you can never handle it! And it's always your fault! And i'm sick of it! You're going overboard if you can't finish this battle!" He berated harshly, showing more anger towards his Pokémon than he did towards his opponent. Charlie couldn't contain his anger towards the man, and was eager to tell him his opinion on the matter.

"It's not their fault...you're just a shitty trainer! Maybe if you stopped threatening them, and started actually started training them, then maybe they'd win some battles! In the end, It's actually your fault!" He exclaimed, pointing at the grunt vigorously. Before the grunt could properly reply, Charlie resumed his attack on the Exeggcute, Parker beginning to shoot a series of poisonous barbs towards it. With nowhere to go, and no way to move, it received the attack head on. With the twinge of poison surging through it, along with the ever-tightening grip of the web, the Exeggcute was completely overwhelmed. It made one last stifled cry before slouching forward, a sign of defeat. The grunt did nothing more than clench his teeth and furrow his brow.

"Fuck you...FUCK YOU!!" He rushed towards Charlie, brandishing a knife he pulled from his boot. Charlie raised his hands, and brought his fists closer to his face.

"Parker, Poison Sting 'im!" The Spinarak complied, shooting its barbs at the grunt's knife holding hand, the grunt in turn dropping the weapon. The poison acted rapidly, reducing the grunt's run to a steadily declining meander. He still approached Charlie with means to attack, hands balled into fists. Charlie replied with a sharp left hook, quickly bringing the grunt's face in contact with the ground. He looked down at the grunt, frowning a very angry frown.

"Bastards like you...don't even deserve Pokémon." He spat, stepping over the Rocket. He aimed to thin out the number of Rockets that inhabited the ship, and began looking for another grunt to take out. But not before diving for cover, as an explosion occurred just a few dozen feet to his right, a grunt and his Ekans sailing overboard as the result. Charlie looked on as a boy retrieved his Pokémon from the smoldering crater it left. Charlie couldn't help but grin at the absurdity of the scene.

"Seems kinda reckless to do an attack like that in a place like this...but badass nonetheless!" He thought before moving on, Parker scurrying attentively at his feet.

 

[NeoAC]

The deck was slowly descending into a free for all. Rockets and trainers alike were dispatching Pokemon and things were starting to get crowded. Jordan was looking around, trying to get out of the way, but the Rockets were all over the place and one of them had his sights solely set on the lanky trainer.

"All right, kid! Hand over the Pokemon or I'll have to take them from ya by force!" he commanded.

"Well, dude, I'm not going to give them to you. That'd be like, stupid."

"Fine then! Let's battle for them! Whadda ya got?"

"Um, all right then. Go bros!" Jordan released Spike, Vince and Vicky, and the three appeared on the deck in full glory, the night light kind enough to Vicky to allow her to immediately take her place along side her teammates.

"Hah, you're in trouble then! Go, minions!" The Rocket started chucking out balls with both hands. When the energy cleared, four Pokemon stood in front of Jordan's team. A couple of Koffing hovered in the air, above a Machop and a Grimer. The smell instantly impacted Spike's nose, as well as his trainer.

Mankeeeeeee! WHAT THE HELL! THAT STINKS! I HATE IT!

"Dude, isn't that like against the rules? Like you've got four bros out!" Jordan complained through his t-shirt, as he tried to filter the Grimer's stench.

"Haha! I'm from Team Rocket! Rules are meaningless to us! Now, minions! Attack!"

"Wait for me there!" A stranger emerged from out of the throng of people alongside Jordan and tossed his own Pokeballs into the fray. As they emerged, the man tilted the brim of his hat and said, "Can't leave a fellow trainer hanging against these poor excuses for humans."

Eventually on the deck appeared a collection of starters. Charmeleon, Ivysaur, Wartortle. They looked imposing and the Rocket knew it, especially now that his numbers advantage was gone. "Hey, that's not fair! You can't be ganging up two on one!"

"Dude, you like, just said the rules didn't matter!" Jordan pointed out. "So yeah, screw you. Attack bros!"

"Charmeleon, Fire Fang! Ivysaur, Vine Whip! Wartortle, Water Pulse!"

The stranger's Pokemon followed the commands and Jordan's Pokemon seemed to tag along. The Water Pulse slammed into one of the Koffing, while Vince flew and smashed the other one with a Quick Attack. Ivysaur's Vine Whip wrapped around Machop's limbs as Spike flew in for some Fury Swipes. Vicky's Supersonic waves baffled the Grimer, as Charmeleon sunk it's teeth into it, not giving a damn about the smell or the poison. The poor training the Rocket had done was evident as all four of his Pokemon fell quickly.

"Fine! I'll just beat you for them! Literally!" The Rocket paid his knocked out Pokemon no mind as he charged at Jordan. However, the stranger came forward and caught the Grunt right in the chops with a solid punch, putting him into the same state as his Pokemon.

"Uh, thanks there, stranger dude!" Jordan offered.

"No problem," the man replied, tipping his cap. "We all have to work together to try and get out of this situation." With that he moved back into the crowd.

Spoiler: OOC

Special thanks to UnusualStranger for the guest appearance.

 

[socialtangent]

With Surge's timely entrance, the Rockets were disarmed and the deck fell into chaos. Pokemon were loosed and battles raged all around him. Tyler ran, hoping to use the melee to make his escape.

"You ain't going anywhere, punk!"

A burly Team Rocket grunt stepped into his path and shoved him backwards. The man then punched Tyler in the face, which filled his vision with stars as he stumbled back and fell onto the deck. Flanked by an Arbok, the grunt approached the fallen Trainer.

"Your Pokemon," he said. "Cough 'em up, or I'll take them from you." The Arbok bared its fangs and hissed. Venom oozed from its sharp teeth and dripped onto the deck. "Do you know what Arbok venom does to a human? I'll spare you the details, but I'll assure you that it's quite painful."

Tyler wiped his face and saw blood. Defiant anger surged through him. 'Nuh uh. I'm not going out like this.' There was no way in hell he was going to let some meathead take his friends. Not without a fight. He made a move to grab Geist's Pokeball from its holster.

The Arbok hissed loudly and unfurled its hood. "Don't try that again," the grunt warned.

 

[RBMidknight]

"Stop. Hey. Slow down!" After several more complaints Simon gave up commanding his small, quietly chattering Pokemon and simply followed Brynn to wherever it was she was determined to go. *Shrra....* The Sandshrew paused long enough to gesture quickly with one paw. The intent was clear. 'Come this way'

"Okay, okay." Simon trusted that she could see better than he could at the moment. He'd called Shadow first but switched for Brynn thinking that her smaller size would be better in the crowded mess. Which was true, she could definitely maneuver a lot better than her trainer who still carried both his backpack and his wrapped egg. Something was bothering Brynn enough to keep her moving though. She'd stop and tilt her head every few feet. Simon hoped she was moving to a less populated area. Less populated with Rocket members. The trainer stepped over a smashed table and what looked like remnants of a chair. His shoelace caught on one of the exposed nails, forcing Simon to stop and shake his foot free. "Brynn?" he called softly when he was mobile again.

*Sh-shrra!* Simon got a glimpse of a tan blur and then empty space as Brynn went hurtling towards- *Hsss!* "Chaaar!" 'What is that? Wait, that's-' "Hey!" Simon yelled loudly, waving his arm at a hefty Team Rocket member who was straining the seams of his uniform and standing over Tyler.

 

[socialtangent]

"Hey!"

That voice. It was familiar. 'Simon?'

The Rocket grunt turned around. Simon's Sandshrew jumped and latched itself to the man's face. It began scratching at him with its claws. "Gaah! Fuck!" he shouted as he stumbled around. "Get off me, you stupid fucking rat!" Despite the man's strength, the defiant creature held its grip.

With the Arbok distracted, Simon ran over to Tyler and offered his hand. With his help, Tyler rose to his feet. "Thanks, man," he said. "I owe you one." He grabbed Geist's Pokeball from his belt. "I need your help right about now," he said as he released the Kadabra from the device. By the time Geist materialized, the Rocket goon managed to pull Simon's Sandshrew off his face and hurled the small Pokemon back at the Trainer. The man was absolutely livid. Blood flowed openly from several cuts along the sides of his face.

"You kids think you're so fuckin' funny." He withdrew a second Pokeball. "Raticate, show them what we think of comedians!" Out of the white energy appeared the vicious rat Pokemon. It dug itself in, eager to attack.

Tyler looked at Simon. "We can do this," he said.

"Raticate, Hyper Fang the Sandshrew!" barked the grunt. "And Arbok, use Crunch on that Kadabra!"

 

[RBMidknight]

'I hope so.' Simon thought before focusing on the battle. He watched Brynn nimbly drop to the ground and slid away from the grunt's angrily flailing hand. "Rapid Spin!", Simon called as he retrieved his Pokedex. He waved the device at the Raticate quickly but pocketed the Pokedex without reading the results. Sharp teeth snapping together, Raticate tried to connect with Brynn's now spinning form. The two Pokemon clashed several times but neither yielded fully. Sharp, angry cries sounded until the uniformed man lost his patience.

"Pursuit, now!" The grunt snapped. Raticate hissed but obeyed his master.

"Move!" Simon yelled. He wasn't sure what that particular attack did but he wanted Brynn closer to his 'side' of the battle. "Sand-attack." he added. 'That should help.'

The air between the two Pokemon shimmered oddly as thrown dirt and debris mixed with a weird dark shimmering wave that briefly covered Brynn's body. The effect was quick Simon thought at first it was simply a shadow.

"Quick attack." With a smirk the Team Rocket man took his attention away from Simon's fight. Simon hesitated, watching Raticate's body flash white. "Poison Sting." he called. He wasn't sure if Brynn could dodge the attack. And if she couldn't...'at least she'll do some damage.'. With luck the Pokemon's own momentum would add to the stinging blow.

Fur and flecks of blood flew as the two Pokemon attacked one another again. Simon winced as Brynn's smaller form disappeared behind the Raticate's bulk. He could hear the higher pitched cries of anger. "Brynn, get out of there!" Ignoring his command Brynn lashed out at her opponent. Claws went against teeth and the brawl continued. Simon made a frustrated grunt and tried to move closer to the fight.

An angry snarl proceeded the Pokemon separating. Both looked wounded and winded. The Raticate was missing patches of fur but there were gashes along Brynn's side that worried Simon. He dropped his pack to the ground and began to shift quickly through its contents. 'Come on...I know it's in here...'

*Shrra!* Brynn made a sudden leap towards Raticate, curling into a ball at the height of the jump. Bright stars made of light and blurred with speed rushed from the Sandshew's body and slammed into Raticate. The Pokemon flew backwards nose over tail until the wooden deck of the ship brought the flight to a crashing halt. Simon froze, still half-kneeling with a fresh potion bottle in his hand. 'What was -that-?'

"Brynn?" Simon questioned quietly. He brought his Pokedex out to check the newest entry.

020 Raticate
Mouse Pokémon

HT 2'04"
WT 40.8 lbs
Gnaws on anything with its tough fangs. It can even topple concrete buildings by gnawing on them.


He flipped quickly to the Sandshrew's information. 'Swift - This attack never misses. Woah.' "Brynn use Swift again."

*Shrr...* Sounding pleased with herself Brynn shot another series of stars at Raticate. Utilizing its Quick Attack Raticate tried to dodge the attack. All but the last few projectiles hit their mark. "Raaaaat" Raticate slid to a slow stop a few feet away from the Rocket member. Patches of fur were now blackened, and the Pokemon's eyes were closed.

"Ha." Simon laughed quietly in disbelief. "Well done." he said, just as quietly, to the small Sandshrew spinning in place next to his foot.

 

[socialtangent]

"Chaaa-bock!"

The Arbok lunged forward with its mouth wide open.

"Teleport!" Tyler commanded.

With a flash of light and a faint woosh, Geist vanished, leaving his foe to bite at empty air. He reappeared an instant later, now behind the Arbok.

"Now use Confusion!"

Geist aimed his spoon at the Arbok. He began to glow with white psychic energy and his eyes turned a faint shade of red. His spoon bent forward of its own accord, and the Arbok suddenly and violently seized up.

"Chaaaaaaaaaa!"

After a moment of stiffness, the Arbok slumped over and tried to lift itself back up. It faced Geist, but it was visibly disoriented, teetering precariously as it kept itself upright.

"Crunch again!" barked the Rocket grunt. He was in trouble and he knew it.

"Chaaa..."

The Arbok's gaze was unfocused. It seemed to have difficulty processing its Trainer's commands. It tried to lunge forward, but it fell short and crashed into the deck.

[small]"...bock."[/small]

There was no way it was going to get back up. At the same time, the grunt's Raticate came rolling to a stop at his feet. Tyler smirked a bit.

"Well, that was surprisingly easy," he said to Simon. "And good job, Gei-"

"Oh no, you don't!" the grunt shouted. He reached into his boot, pulled out a knife, and charged at Tyler and Simon. "Nobody makes a ***** outta me! I'll kill you fir-GAAAAAAAH!"

The grunt dropped to the floor like a sack of bricks and clutched at his head. His knife clattered off to the side. Next to Tyler, Geist's white glow faded and his eyes returned to their normal color.

Tyler sighed in relief. "Geist, remind me to buy you a steak dinner after this is done," he said.

Geist grinned. "Kadabra!" he replied affirmatively.

"C'mon, Simon, we gotta get out of here."

 

[NeoAC]

It appeared that with the weapons yanked out of the Rocket's hands that there would be problems in keeping the trainers on board subdued, and indeed when it came down to pure Pokemon, Team Rocket was simply no match. Jean-Simon was no exception as his Skuntank was unable to slow down Surge's assault.

"Raichu! Finishim with a Mega Kick!"

"Raiiiiiiiichu!" The mouse Pokemon came flying in with a boot square to the face of the Poison/Dark type. Skuntank lurched back and fell at the feet of it's master.

"Worthless creature," Jean-Simon scolded as he returned Skuntank to it's ball.

"Now you gonna getda hell outta my country willingly, or do I hafta fly you outta here?" Surge's threat was punctuated by the sparks still flying from Raichu's cheeks.

Jean-Simon scoffed at the Lightning American. "It appears tings 'ave run zeir course on zis dinghy, but I am not done. Mark my words." The Rocket Leader produced something from his pocket and hurled it at the Vermillion Gym Leader. Surge jumped back as the projectile exploded in a cloud of smoke that covered the platform area. By the time the air had cleared, Jean-Simon was already gone.

"Dammit," Surge cursed as he moved back into the center of the platform. Raichu coughed up a little smoke but it was fine.

Surge looked over the deck, the trainers had taken control of the ship back. Rockets were laid out across the floor, some unconscious, some getting wrestling moves practised on them by some of the more overzealous trainers. The DJ was getting his just desserts as a few partygoers took turn smashing records over the hapless man's head.

"All right, listen up!" Surge boomed over the audience. "I'm prouda you guys for standing up to these thugs! So now, we're gonna get this ship firing, and we'll get you guys back inta Vermillion! Sound good?!?" The trainers let out a cheer and moved to the back of the deck, trying to get the doors open.

[hr]

As the platform zoomed all the way down into the depths of the hull, Jean-Simon was more frustrated than anything else. The way the situation on the deck deteriorated, it was clear that someone didn't do their job properly. There was no way Surge should have known about the plan until they were already off to the Sevii Islands with the loot. The Boss would not be pleased. For that, every other rocket on the ship could pay the price.

The platform ground to a halt as it hit bottom. Jean-Simon jumped off and moved towards his backup plan. He had an escape pod rigged to blow a hole in the ship's hull to allow for a small submersible to slip out while the ship slowly took on water and sank. What he didn't plan on was having company.

"I take it that you're little soiree didn't go to well?" Katrina remarked as she leaned against Jean-Simon's submersible, skinny red dress showing off more than the average amount of leg.

"Obviously not. Someone did not do zeir job properly, and ze Vermillion leader got wind. Where were you, anyway?"

"I got locked out. I was getting all dolled up and it turned out to be for nothing. I had to punish those two grunts for locking it early, but I suppose it's because of them I'm not getting my ass handed to me right now. Their souls can take solace in that."

"Well zen, I supposed you wish to join me on ze way out?"

"Of course. I don't take up that much room, do I?"

"No, I suppose not. Very well. Get in and let us leave zis ship."

Jean Simon pressed a button and popped the cockpit open before settling in. Katrina sat in on top of him. It was a tight fit, but the controls could still be worked. Another button was pressed and the sealed lid blew out into the water, the ocean moving to fill the space in the ship. The submersible launched and Jean-Simon and Katrina were out on their way back to their base to regroup.

"My one regret is zat I do not get to take swift vengence on zat inscrutable American," Jean-Simon complained.

"Well, Frenchie, I did use my free time during the party for something else, just in case something did go wrong," Katrina informed him. "Being a good little subordinate and all." Katrina struggled but fished a remote of her own out of her handbag. "Something to help you sink that overgrown tugboat a little faster." She pressed the red button on her own device as the two sped away.

[hr]

"Come on Machoke! Break the door down buddy!" One of the party goers tried to encourage his partner.

"Maaaaaaa-choke!" That slam did the trick as finally one set of doors was forced open.

"Attaboy, Machoke!"

"All right, let's get to da engine room an-" Surge's orders were cut off as a powerful blast deafened the air in the vicinity. A towering plume exploded from the middle of the ship, shooting smoke skyward as more bursts rang out. Creaking noises could be heard as the compromised hull began to give in on itself.

"Sons of bitches! New plan!" Surge shouted. "Abandon da ship! You got any Flyers, use 'em! You got any Water Pokemon, use 'em too! This ain't no drill! Move it to the life boats! Move it! Move it!"

 

[Lambi]

Aeris celebrated with everyone else once Team Rocket was defeated. However, not long after that, another disaster struck. An explosion in the middle of the ship, which meant it was now beginning to sink into the ocean. Aeris' worst nightmare was close by. She put her hands on her head and fell to her knees, feeling the fear taking over her. This can't be happening... I don't want to go into the ocean... She didn't hear Surge mention the lifeboats due to being too sunk into her own fear driven thoughts.

However, she didn't get much time to be stuck there like that since Mika came towards her and helped her up. She didn't really help much in escaping, merely following Mika and trusting in whatever he would do. Mika held her hand, moving it towards the lifeboats. All their Pokemon except Blaze, Jessie and Bones were out of their Pokéballs, and since Aeris was in no condition to return hers, Mika asked Blaze and Jessie if it was alright that he returned them to their Pokéballs for her. Both of them were alright with it, though Jessie needed to be convinced by Blaze to let him do that. Once they were back to their Pokéballs, Mika put them onto her belt and returned Bones back, then headed where everyone else was going, towards the lifeboats.

 

[elementsoul]

The tide of the battle had turned towards the trainer?s favour and the rockets were on the retreat. Soon enough Lt. Surge was taking command and the other trainers and their Pokémon were following his orders. Callum turned back and returned his Oddish that he had rereleased to assist another trainer who was battling off a Rocket Grunt. Suddenly an explosion could be heard and felt throughout the ship.

"Abandon da ship! You got any Flyers, use 'em! You got any Water Pokémon, use 'em too! This ain't no drill! Move it to the life boats! Move it! Move it!"

Callum heard the shouts and immediately darted back to the flipped table that he had last seen Eileen and Sarah at. Eileen was the first person for him to find. Apparently she had passed out on the ground and was pinning her Swinub hostage as a pillow. Feeling pity for the Pokémon, Callum took the three balls off of Eileen?s belt and tried each one on him before finding the correct ball to be the last one. Quickly Callum scanned the area and tried each ball on Hughes, forcing him to return into one. Finally Cleo was spotted on her return and Callum quickly returned her as well for Eileen.

With the drunken woman was still asleep on the ground, Callum returned her Poké Balls to her and slung her bag across his shoulder. Quickly he draped her arms over his shoulders and hoisted her up on his back, so that he was carrying in a piggy back. With Eileen settle Callum still need to see if Sarah was okay. Callum found her a few seconds later exactly where she had been after he upended the table. The girl seemed almost as if she was frozen and seemed to be staring off as if she wasn?t completely there.

A bit nervous for her wellbeing, Callum knelt down beside her, accidently putting down his right knee causing a bit of a shooting pain, and removed his left hand from holding up Eileen?s leg and put it on Sarah?s shoulder. ?Are you alright? We?ve got to get to the lifeboats before this ship sinks. If you?re hurt I?m pretty sure that I can carry you as well.? No I?m not. With Eileen, Eileen?s heavy bag, and my sore knee I?m not sure that it would be possible. Still if she got hurt I?m not sure that I?d have a choice in the matter.

 

[CounterAttack]

The Team Rocket leader vanished in a cloud of smoke, and Rochelle breathed a sigh of relief and visibly sagged, the tension in her shoulders vanishing. Was that it? Was it over? Seeing all the Rocket grunts either collapsed on the floor or cornered and restrained, she felt her spirits lift a little. They could be beaten. But it didn't change the sick feeling in her stomach, knowing that they had taken advantage of the party... or even set it up for their plan to steal the Pokémon.

A loud explosion jolted Rochelle out of her thoughts, and the ship shuddered underfoot. The next voice she heard was that of Lieutenant Surge. "Sons of bitches! New plan! Abandon da ship! You got any Flyers, use 'em! You got any Water Pokemon, use 'em too! This ain't no drill! Move it to the life boats! Move it! Move it!"

The ship might be going down... oh no, oh no no no no no...

Panicking, Rochelle returned Iskra to his Poké Ball and attached the ball to her belt. She began to follow the crowd heading for the lifeboats, unsure if she should let Kirsten out since Surge had called for Water-types. What had he meant by 'using' them? To help escape the ship? She didn't know for sure. The fear of being trapped on the sinking ship was too great. As she hurried along, she recognised the faces of Simon and Tyler. Pushing through the crowd, she got closer to the two of them.

"Come on, we gotta get out of here!" she cried as she pressed on.

 

[Pm0n3y]

"Yeahhh!" Charlie cheered extravagantly, once realizing the tide was turned. The master of ceremonies has disappeared in a puff of smoke, and his lackeys all laid to waste. Charlie couldn't help but show praise towards a victory he eagerly contributed to. He began to kneel, to congratulate his Spinarak on a job well done. However, a dull sound was heard underneath, accompanied with a violent rumble that caused the trainer to lose his balance. Apparently, a part of the ship had capsized, causing a sinking feeling in both Charlie's chest, and the ship's underbelly. Charlie's thoughts began contrasting from outwards appearance.

"Geez, these guys just have to get the last laugh, huh?" He said to no one, making sure to safely place Parker back in his ball.

"Ohfuckohgeezohmanohmanfuckfuckfuckfuckshitshitshitshitnononononono..." Was the constant stream that flowed through his thoughts. It was safe to assume that it was becoming progressively harder to think straight for Charles. He began to make his way towards the crowd, in hopes to get to the lifeboats. He paused however, noticing a trio of folk in the corner of his eye. From first glance, It seemed like one guy was trying (and progressively failing) to carry himself, two other girls, and a bag to safety.

"It's that guy that made the explosion earlier..." Charlie muttered in some wonder, now feeling compelled to provide some assistance. He pushed out of the crowd and back towards the three.

"Looks like you can use a hand, bro. No need to have all this baggage when london bridge is falling down, yaknowutumsayin'?" He offered a hand to the kneeling trainer, quite sure the guy had no idea what he was talking about.

 

[Lost In The Void]

After Sarah was pulled behind the table by Callum she went into shock. The screams around her of people and Pokemon being attacked overwhelmed her and she tried to block it out. One Rocket had attempted to grab the Pokemon she had with her but a random passerby had electrocuted him with some mouse Pokemon.

She closed her eyes and covered her ears but a fresh wave of screams and the shuddering motions of the ship caused a lurch that sent her onto her hands and knees where Callum found her. She looked up as he was shouting at her, something about carrying her if she was hurt. She blinked a few times and shook her head, "N-no I'm okay," he was favouring one of his knees and was still somehow supporting the girl he was hanging out with when they met, "Are you okay?"

Luckily it seemed she wouldn't have to try and support those larger frames of the people around as someone who seemed to know the group arrived to help.

Standing up, using the table to steady herself she looked where others were running, "Actually, do we even have a way out of here?"

 

[elementsoul]

After Sarah had said that she was alright and was able to lift herself to stand, Callum grabbed onto Eileen?s leg again and stood up as well. There was a sharp and then dull pain in his knee, but he was still good to go.

"Looks like you can use a hand, bro. No need to have all this baggage when London Bridge is falling down, yaknowutumsayin'?"

Callum was surprised by the other man?s arrival. ?Huh?? Was all Callum could get out in his first response. After a second of processing what the man had said Callum was ready for a proper reply. ?No I?m good. I can carry Eileen by myself and Sarah?s alright to walk on her own. Now let?s get to those life boats and get back to shore.? Callum replied to Charlie and Sarah before turning and heading for the lifeboats at a jogging speed.

 

[NeoAC]

"This way!" Leading the charge off the deck was Marlon, the only crew member who wasn't participating in the battle, and thus the only one who knew where the intact lifeboats would be. The members of the crowd who didn't have Flying Pokemon who could carry them off the ship were hustled down flights of stairways to a lower deck where the lifeboat access was. The gradual tipping of the ship was making things a little difficult to traverse, but Marlon was able to get the stream of people flowing to the proper place.

The S.S. Anne had been fitted with a loose pulley system that allowed the boats to be brought to where they would be needed, to make sure all would be used in case of an emergency such as this. But there still probably wouldn't be enough. Marlon looked down at the distance still needed to go before hitting the water. Judging from the bend of the ship, there wasn't much time before

"All right, well have to do this the hard way. Come on out, Shakespeare!"

Marlon tossed a Pokeball in the air and emerging in the water below was a massive Gyarados, which elicited a few terrified screams from party goers not aware that this was a trained Gyarados.

"GYAR!" it roared, drawing more screams.

"Shakespeare!" Marlon commanded. "Grab a hold of the railing!"

The massive Pokemon extended it's body upwards and clamped down on the rails of the exposed decking with its teeth. It gave it's trainer an assured nod.

"Good work Shakespeare! Now every one with a water Pokemon capable of supporting them, climb down on Shakespeare's back and get to a point where you can safety disembark and ride back to shore! Everyone else, start filing into the life boats, and I'll start lowering you down into the water!"

The back end of the ship was starting to sink, the hole blasted out by Jean-Simon's escape causing it to submerge twice as fast as the other end, but that was the other reason Marlon released Shakespeare. His strength should be able to keep the other end of the ship afloat for long enough to get everyone off. Or so he hoped. Lt. Surge was making sure any non Rocket trainers didn't get left behind the ship. Once he got back, he'd know how long they had.

 

[NeoAC]

A few people moved forward and timidly moved down Shakespeare's back as others started slowly getting on the boats that Marlon indicated. It was moving in an orderly fashion for now.

"All right!" Surge's yell was unmistakeable from even the depths of the stairwell. "Everyone's out! Let's move'em!"

Marlon nodded and started helping more people onto the boats. The younger trainers were helped on ahead of some of the older ones and a couple of lifeboats could be seen floating alongside the ship. Trainers were starting to make the leap off the Gyarados and onto their own Pokemon. Then the noise came.

A loud creak came from the middle part of the ship, followed by a whoosh of air. The back end of the ship was starting to dip below the waves and the front end was starting to tilt a little towards it. It was time to get out, order be damned, and people without Pokemon that afforded them ocean travel started pushing to get towards the boats. It was quickly turning to chaos.

Jordan was along the side of the throng, belly up against the railing of the ship as everyone suddenly tried to move forward. The small launching platform was packed tighter as a can of sardines and with the heightened sense of urgency, everyone was desperate to create some space. He couldn't see anyone from the group he was travelling with, certainly not beyond the large man right beside him. He tried to use his lanky body to his advantage, peering up and over to see where the others might have been shuffled in the crowd. He even got up off of his heels to try and get an advantage on the other heads, but the man beside him was having none of that.

"Back off punk!" he said, intent on keeping his space in what was left of the line. To punctuate this threat, he shot an elbow off to the side, catching Jordan right in the jaw.

The second that strike made contact with his head, Jordan regretting trading a couple extra inches in height for a good percentage of his balance. The blow knocked Jordan off his feet, and off to the side. Unfortunately for him, there was no wall to cushion his blow. Just a gravity-powered express lane off the ship. Jordan took that trip, plummeting into the cold sea below. Still knocked for a loop by the man's elbow, Jordan was unable to stop himself from sinking at a pace matching the S.S. Anne.

It was a quieter world under the waves. The roars of the events above barely registered to the denizens of the deep that Jordan had joined. The most prominent sound was that of bubbles. Bubbles of air escaping the pockets of his hoodie and jeans, and the packet of jerky bites still lodged in his sweatshirt. That rush forced a pair of meatballs out and into the open water. At the emergence of these tasty treats, two droplets of light shined nearby.

[hr]

When Jordan finally came to, he was on the back end of the giant Pokemon that the fishing guy had holding the ship up. An older man leaned over him, hands still on Jordan's chest. "He's awake!" he called up towards the ship. "Looks like he's going to be OK!" He leaned back in, taking his hands off his chest. "Boy, you got some lucky there! Surviving a fall like that! What were you thinking?"

Jordan, as usual, was confused. "I what? I fell? Dude, I don't even know. I was like up there, and now I'm here."

The man shook his head. "Must be a bit of brain damage," he muttered to himself. Looking back at Jordan, he stated. "Again, you just got lucky your Pokemon kept you bobbing along there. Don't even know how he got out, but he saved your life, that one."

This didn't clear anything up for Jordan. My Pokemon? I didn't know Vince bro could swim. I thought he was like, anti-water or something. "Where is my bro?"

"Over there," the man pointed just of the Gyarados' tail and into the water.

Jordan looked over expecting to see Vince hovering above the water, but all he could see is a pair of glowing yellow droplets, illuminating a blue face with a pair of plus signs for eyes. "Chinnnchow!" it confirmed.

"Wait but that's..." Jordan was going to explain that it wasn't his Pokemon, but this man did just say it managed to keep him afloat in the ocean until he was brought aboard the makeshift medical station. "You think he's strong enough to get me back to shore?" The little face in the water didn't look like it was built for endurance.

"He kept you up didn't he?" the man told him. "Look if you're that worried about him, you can follow me and my Seaking. You can follow in our wake, might be a little easier."

"OK, that could work I guess," Jordan bluffed. He had no idea what that was in the water, but if it saved him, it must at least be friendly. Still, a little bit more cajoling couldn't hurt. "Here Buddy!" Jordan said, the on-the-spot name earning a bit of a scoff from the man who tended to him. "Come get a treat for saving my life!" He reached into the pocket of his shirt and pulled out a soggy jerky bite.

The Chinchou had a fair amount of it's new found prey today, and it wasn't going to let another opportunity for a morsel pass it by. Especially now that it had found the source of it's recently discovered favorite snack. The Angler Pokemon quickly swam over and hopped up onto the Gyarados' tail. Running as fast as it's little legs could carry it, the Chinchou bounded over and happily ate one of the jerky bites. "Chowchow!!" it exclaimed, even licking at Jordan's hand to get all the flavor it could.

Now that it was out of the water, Jordan got a better look at the relatively small Water type. Small, but still apparently able to hold him afloat. Well, like, I guess if he likes me, that means I finally got a Water Pokemon. That works I guess. It's what I wanted.

"OK, you ready? We need to clear out so others can get down here and get off," the man stated.

"Yeah, totally dude. Let's get out of here."

The man let out his Seaking and dove into the water to grab onto him, Jordan and Chinchou following behind him. As Jordan held onto Chinchou's sides and swam off, he did enjoy the experience of being carried along by a Pokemon again. It reminded of him of home, and it was the first good feeling he had in a day that seemed like it dragged on for months.

[hr]

Marlon's skills at training his Pokemon were just as impressive as his fishing skills and they showed. Despite the ship's best efforts, Shakespeare was able to keep the S.S. Anne from sinking until the last person had been loaded either into a boat, or onto it's back. Once the Man Overboard drama had passed, things went much more smoothly, with very few injuries to report. Once Shakespeare let go of the ship however, it quickly completed it's goal of turning into a Polish submarine. As the trainers looked on, the S.S. Anne disappeared into the depths of the bay.

 

[CounterAttack]

Once the lifeboat was moving away from the ship, Rochelle let out a sigh of relief and slumped in her seat, grateful for the small boats that the ship had possessed. Two encounters with Team Rocket in three days... it was nuts. Absolutely insane. First they destroy part of a mountain, now they sink a ship with hundreds of people aboard... still, everyone had made it out alive.

Except that one guy who had been shot. But Rochelle didn't want to think about that. She busied herself with her pack to take her mind off of it, making sure that her possessions were unchanged. Aside from a little smoke damage to the pack itself, everything was fine apart from being shaken around. Which was good. Her Poké Balls, too, were all there on her belt; another relief. Satisfied with her possessions being okay, Rochelle turned her gaze from her pack to the others aboard the lifeboat. She didn't want to look back at the wreck of the S.S. Anne.

 

[Lambi]

Shit. Shit! was all that Aeris could think. Please get us safely to land, please get us safely to land... Every time someone even bumped slightly into her, she jumped. Mika was there to help her along, but even he could only do so much. Aeris had not taken kindly to the giant Gyarados that had appeared. It frightened her enough to close her eyes and hold her hands over them, letting Mika guide her to the life boats.

They got into a life boat with plenty of other people and were lowered down, and started moving away from the S.S. Anne when it sunk into the ocean. Relieved that things were better now, Aeris still didn't feel comfortable. All this water surrounding them. Who know if she'd fall into it? She buried her face in Mika's chest and held onto him tightly while he tried to comfort her.

Though that was hard when they had apparently gotten onto a boat with a few kids who were having fun rocking it a bit back and forth since they were bored and just wanted to do something until they got back to land. This only caused Aeris to panic even more, holding tighter around Mika. "Hey! Stop that! She's afraid of water!" Mika yelled at the kids, who stopped and felt bad about what they'd done. "Sorry, lady." one of them said to Aeris. This made her smile a little, though not for long. Mika sighed and rubbed the back of her head, waiting until they'd get back to land so that Aeris would get better.