Chapter 24- raticate on steroids vs the power of friendship.
All right, because next chapter is party chapter, the 25th chapter, this chapter I have to wrap this up. Or I could just do a side-story. Yah, I think that's what I'll do.
/check out my library 4 more cool PKMN books/
It was time to enter the dungeon. Chris, glancing at flame, checked to make sure that John was still breathing. It looked like he would be coming 'round soon, so Chris decided there would be no point in taking him to a doctor. He had used a full restore on luke so John could help him out asahewokeup. "Let's go."
Walking through the long, dimly lit corridor that seemed to lead farther and farther into the ground, Chris glanced around for any sign of team rocket. Finally, he seemed to reach the base itself, finding himself in a maze of corridors and rooms. He quickly ducked into a random room when he heard to or three people coming.
"yah bob, hahaha all those stupid trainers won't even know what, like, hit them." said one, in a snide voice.
"ahaha it's so funny, like, ya'know." came the reply.
Chris, taking a moment to survey his surroundings, found him and his Pokemon in a small storage room, filled to the top with boxes marked: Game Center Prizes. Opening one of the loose boxes, he checked inside to find roughly 50 Pokédolls inside. He opened another one to find 20 pokéballs inside, all with Pokemon inside. His first thought was, 'sweet! My own personal Pokéslaves! I never did well enough to win them at the game corner, so- oh right all these pokémon were stolen from their trainers.'
But while he was checking out the Pokemon, flame was struggling to keep John on his back, and wing was watching out for more people, misdreavus was... poking around in another 'game corner' box, to find another type of selection, this time 'odd stones'. Misdreavus saw one, a dusky, dreaded ovalish stone, that it liked. So, it moved to pick it up. But the moment it came into contact with the stone...
-beep beep- came the pokedex, rather loud. -MISDREAVUS IS EVOLVING!!!
CONGRATULATIONS, YOUR MISDREAVUS EVOLVED INTO MISMAGIUS!!!
(sry 4 bad spelling)
Sadly, this did not make Chris jump with joy, as the powerful voice of the pokédex caused some nearby rocket goons to raise the alarm. It was only seconds before Chris found himself inside a swarm of rockets.
The leader, a little taller than the rest, said, "you may have beaten our team ratatata back in chapter 12, but now we have over 50 ratatatas! I myself have a raticate, but not only that, he's on... Pokemon steroids!!!! Go!"
Chris, surrounded by ratatatas and a raticate on steroids, knew there was no way out. There was no possibility of him being able to take out all of the Pokémon. Suddenly, flame galloped over, dumped John on top of him, and turned to face the horde. It was then that Chris remembered one move, one move that could save him, and stop the other Pokemon. It was risky, but he had to take the chance. It could be his only hope, the light at the end of the tunnel.
"Flame!!! Use your-"
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"use heat wave!!"
Flame started glowing, then released an epic wave of 10,000 degree heat. Needless to say, all of the ratatatas fainted. But somehow, the raticate survived. Without even a scratch.
"told ya he was on steroids!!" the goon gloated, as the other goons fled. "now! Eat the unconscious one!"
The raticate loped over toward John. Poised to bite, Chris yelled in sadness, "The power of friendship will stop you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (ya, he yelled it pretty loud.)
Somehow, the quote-on-quote 'power of friendship' defeated the Pokemon. ...
And the goon ran away. Chris picked up John and dumped him on flame again, for the time being, then set out once more. He knew he would come into contact with more goons; he didn't care. He would force them to bring him to their leader. He would then defeat the leader, all the rockets would flee, and he could have all the stuff for himself. Of course, he'd give the Pokemon back. Maybe.
It was time to rumble.
