8Hey guy! I new I had canceled this! But I changed my mind! Here is chapter three!
Michael's Legendary Quest Chapter 3: Reunions
Gavin landed in front of the PokeFighter HQ, returning his Flygon back to his Pokeball. As he returned it to his belt, he looked down to the sinister Pokeball that held Deoxys within its walls. After staring at it for a couple seconds, he noticed two things.
One: The Dark Ball had this strange Aura coming from it. It was hard to notice at first, but he could literally see a weird black wave radiating from the evil little thing. It was terrifying to say the least. It was the first one he saw up close.
Two: The Dark Ball had what looked like a nob that looked like it also could be pushed down. He assumed that if you pressed it down, the ball would enlarge. That what he knew for certain. But was the nob for?
He walked up to the trapdoor that led to the base, looking around to make sure no one saw him. When he thought that it was safe ans secure, he pressed the button on the rock next to it. The latch made a loud clicking noise before slowly opening. Gavin lowered himself down into the tunnel that led to the abandoned military base. He breathed in some air as he walked toward the entrance.
Michael walked up to his awaiting Pidgeot, not looking back at the unconscious body that lay mere feet away from him. Whoever it was, it was an enemy. He felt no remorse. If he did, then someone would exploit as a weakness. He could afford no weakness during these troubled time he lived in.
As he was about to board his Flying Pokemon, he turned his head toward to the motionless person that lay onte ground. Raichu noticed his hesitation, and waited for him to do whatever needed to be done. Raichu went ahead and got up onto Pidgeot, who congratulated it for a job well done.
Michael knelled on one knee in front of the person. The enemy. The attackers of this once peaceful world. How could help but get mad? What else was he suppose to do?
But then again, he dd not want to become like the enemy, it would defeat the whole purpose of fighting them. He would become one of them, and the mess would be again. He needed to keep his innocence. He needed to keep his personality. He needed to show them the kindness they forgot they once had.
Even if it meant dying...
Michael pulled out a loaf of bread from his backpack, it was still good. He wouldn't get another loaf like this, probably forever. He weighed out his options. He decided to be selfless, to give the enemy what they did not deserve, that was grace.
He also decided not to give this person what they do deserve:death. That was mercy.
He then pulled out the canteen that still had plenty of water left in it. The water supplies at his base was still purified and healthy, so he had plenty of this. He wouldn't mind sharing his water in the least.
He told Pidgeot to stay in the sky and warn him if anything came their way. Pidgeot willingly obeyed the order, and was still circling around the area they currently inhabited. Raichu had its usual perch on his right shoulder, looking down at the LPC soldier. He had to keep an eye on it. Make sure it didn't try anything.
Michael was about to fall asleep when he heard something beginning to move beside him.
"Can you analyze this, Oak?" Gavin handed the demon ball over to the Professor with extreme care. Gavin felt a wave of relief wash over him as it left him for good, this time. "Be careful. Deoxys is one sick asteroid. Trust me."
The old man laughed at his remark, always glad to see that someone still had a sense of humor around here. "I will get right at it young man. Send your Pokemon to me. I will heal them up as quickly as I can help it."
"I would appreciate it, Professor." Gavin shacked the kind gentleman's hand. The Professor ran off quickly to the lab inside the base, Gavin chuckling at his love for research. "Now I got that out of the way, I need to do something a little more important."
Gavin headed straight to the medical ward. He needed to see how his pal was doing being confined to that bleakly white room all week.
"Why are you doing this? I am an enemy. You have nothing to gain." The LPC soldier said as she ate another piece of bread from the handsome young man. She assumed that they were only 1 year apart, her being older than him by very little. She watched as he washed a cut from his lower torso. She couldn't help but stare at his toned stomach. It wasn't the best, but it was good enough to look at. She could see that being one of the leaders of the Poke-Fighters meant you had to get fit fast
His groaned as he hit the cut a little too roughly than he would have liked. It was fine with him, chicks digged scars, he could tell that by this woman he wouldn't stop staring at his abs. Not that he didn't enjoy the attention. He finally rapped the cloth around his torso a couple times before tying it tight enough to stay. His right arm and stomach being covered with that tan cloth, he decided to leave the shirt off.
The woman looked at his face now. His piercing green eyes showed both confidence yet sorrow, will but weakness. She could notice things like this fairly easily. She could learn things about people in seconds in what would take months for a regular person.
"Well." The boy started before stretching his arms out. "I must agree with that. I don't why, but I couldn't just leave you here." Michael got a second look at the girl. Her blonde hair being put up into a cute ponytail, a strand of hair hanging over her right eye. Her blue eyes seemed to be as vast as the ocean, which he found interesting. "I must be different from my enemy to be able to beat them."
"How poetic of you." Michael let his eyes turn toward the sky, and how dark it was getting. He needed to get back now. But he still couldn't figure out what to do with the blonde hair chick that hadn't fought him yet. His laid his head back down on his Pidgeot, who he had decided to sleep with him so they would get warm. He let the girl get his leather jacket.
"I don't know what to do with you. I am going to be quite frank with you.." He sat up so that there eyes were locked into a fierce conflict it seemed, their faces so close that it made the girl blush, almost daring herself to let their lips lock. But s
he decided to stop herself, wanting to here what threat he was about to make. "I hate having my decisions coming back to haunt me."
The young man leaned his head back a little bit, the girl quickly missing his warm breath on her skin. She looked back into those handsome green eyes of his that seemed to match perfectly with his long brown hair. "I understand." she muttered this, but he had heard pretty clearly.
"I was drafted into this." The kid looked at her with slight sympathy before making his gaze harden. He wasn't so good playing the tough guy, it seemed. "I wish I had the chance to be what you are. Fighting this God-forsaken enterprise that plunged are world into darkness.
Michael sighed at this. May be it wouldn't hurt that bad. "You know you can be, right?" That got her attention. She looked at him with her left eyebrow raised at him in confusion. "What?"
"Sure. We could always use the extra help. Besides, you are not as bad as I would have thought. I see no problem with it." That last part brought a smile to her face, once she thought she would never have another one again. She nodded, shacking his hand in agreement.
"Okay, I'm in."
"Welcome to the Poke-Fighters."
"Hey buddy." Pichu jumped into his best friend's arms, glad to be able to see him again. Pichu snuggled into his chest, missing his trainer for so long made him do things he never thought he'd do. Dawn walked over to him, giving him a hug as well. The both forgot Pichu was there until they heard him squeak from him being crushed.
"Glad you decided to come back to me, Gavin." Dawn crossed her arms, mocking anger, She couldn't stop herself from smiling though, so Gavin saw right through her act. He gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Good to see you too, Dawn." She laughed at his use of sarcasm, never knowing he could actually use it.
"I know. I am just so darn cute for you to walk away from me." Gavin looked into her eyes, missing the feeling he had when she was around him. He smiled, which earned him one in return. It had been so long since she saw him smile.
"On that, we can agree." They kissed each other lightly, but they still could the spark as their lips met in the middle between heaven and earth. They pulled away for air, also because Pichu's gagging as soon as they kissed.
"Oh, be quiet Pichu." Dawn went in for another one after she said, missing the contact that she had with Gavin, the feelings she inspired in him. It was a site to behold for sure.
Misty burst out of the room, almost throwing up at what she just saw. Her mouth suddenly got really dry as she remembered what she just witnessed.
She had been walking around, expecting to have one of her friendly chats with Ash they had at least twice a week. She used it as a means to let out some of the things she thought about as the weeks rolled by. Ash was a surprisingly good counselor.
She rounded the corner of Alpha Sector, about to enter his office. Since they had known each other for years, she felt like she could just barge in no matter what was going on. After this experience, she would never do such a thing again.
When she walked in, she almost killed them both on the spot.
May and Ash were in a deadly lip lock, sucking each others face off like there was no tomorrow. Ash had his hands on her waist, May's hands in his raven hair, messing it up more then it already was.
She screamed on the spot and ran out the door. She closed it loudly, then ran down the hall way only to see Dawn and Gavin doing the same, well, okay, the weren't as viscous as the other couple. She always viewed them as a good couple. It was a soft and passionate kiss, but after shat she saw earlier, it didn't help her situation.
Now, her she was, locked in her room rolled up like a terrified child, trying to force away the images that had stapled themselves in her head.
"What is your name, by the way. You failed to mention it earlier when we talking." The blonde opened her eyes, still rather enjoying the wind blowing on her face. She had never felt it before, and she found it amazing now. She had her hands around his waist, which he hadn;t complained about at all, which pleasantly surprised her.
"Just call me...Sapphire."
And after like four months, this story gets another chapter. I believe it is pretty well written, what do ya think? Well, PM me or review, I would like to hear anything you have to say to me!