Everything is black, everything is dark, and everything
is nothing. Out of the pitch black nothingness, a faint light approaches. It grows and eventually takes shape: a lone Pichu sitting in the dark and crying. The fur on his face is steeped in tears and his back is bloody.
help me mama
" the Pichu cries.
Another faint light appears, in the form of a Raichu. However, the light doesn't stay long, as it flees just as quickly as the blood leaving the Raichu's cold body. The Pichu continues to cry as the figure slowly fades and another enters. Another Pichu, a bit younger than that of the one crying walks up and crouches down to hug the crying one.
"Why are you crying?" the younger Pichu asks in an innocent voice.
WATT!!" the older Pichu sobs frantically.
"Why didn't you do anything?" the younger chu asks the older Pichu, now with a cold expression on his face.
"What?" the older Pichu answers as he looks up from his cupped hands.
The younger Pichu grabs the older by the chest scruff and lifts him up to meet his gaze.
why didn't you save me?" the younger Pichu mumbles.
", the older chu stammers in a confused sob.
"WHY DID YOU LET ME DIE?!", the younger Pichu now screams in the older chu's face.
The older chu looks into the other chu's face to see that its eyes have turned bright red and that his teeth are razor sharp and dripping with blood. The older chu screams as the younger chu's face suddenly grows to the size of a truck and swallows him whole.
"AAAAAAAAAAGH!!!", Matt screams as he surges from his nightmare.
Gasping for breath he looks around the cold cave, trying to assure himself that it was all just a bad dream. As he begins to calm down and his heart rate declines, he looks down at his hands to find they are trembling. He clenches them tightly and holds them to his chest. He then looks around to see that Nathan is absent from his bed, but he doesn't worry, because he knows exactly where he is.
It had been almost a day and a half since the two went missing, and the group was still suffering a harsh blow. Not having an alpha to lead them was causing troubles in the group.
"I WANT MY MAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAATT!!!!" Sugar sobbed.
"YOU'RE CRYING ISN'T GOING TO BRING THEM BACK SUGAR!!" yelled Kiba, covering his ears.
STOP YELLING AT M
MEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEHEEEE!!!" Sugar continued to wail.
"Come here Sugar. I know you're upset, but it would take a lot more than falling off a cliff to take Matt out." comforted Rikka.
"They hadn't slept in days, they fell off a cliff, and into a raging river,", Daichi responded as he listed the events on his claws. "Do you really think that
Daichi was inadvertently making the situation worse. Rikka gave him a look that could freeze over a lake, even without one of her attacks. Daichi received the glare and looked around camp. Sugar wasn't the only one; everyone on hand had an aura of despondence about them. Loke and Kiba picked at the grass, Chaze sat with Rikka as she comforted Sugar, and Corey slept in Kentz's lap as he meditated on the last few day's events.
"Besides, Nathan is with him, right? He can't be in that much trouble with him around! Nathan is really strong and I doubt he would let anything happen to the leader, right?" said Chaze, almost wanting someone else to reassure him.
I guess." sniffled Sugar.
A long silence was passed between the group. No one knew what to say. Usually Matt would be the one to say something silly to lighten the mood, or he would start a game to lift everyone's spirits. But he wasn't there and it almost felt as if someone had ripped something important away from each one of them.
Suddenly there was a big explosion near the lower parts of the mountain side. The earth shook with such intensity that the group thought it would result in a schism. A giant mushroom shaped explosion of smoke billowed from the tops of the trees. The explosion was huge, but because of it being so far away, to the normal eyes it seemed as small as a volley ball.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT?!" exclaimed.
"That was the Master blowing off some steam." said Kentz without opening his eyes or breaking his meditation.
"TYLER?!" asked Loke in disbelief.
"He said he would be back later and that he wanted us to get some rest." said Kentz in a serious tone.
"How in the world is he doing all that?!" Daichi asked in amazement as he pointed at the tree in the distance falling over, before slamming to the ground with a load thud.
"Its best just to let him get his frustration out, and don't bother going to talk to him right now, you might get hurt." Kentz said in a tone that frightened Daichi.
Daichi looked over the tops of the trees and saw a third, a fourth, and a fifth tree explode then fall to the ground. Whatever Tyler was doing at the moment, Daichi did not want to be anywhere near it.
As night approached and everyone around camp was asleep, Daichi awoke to "drain the dragon" so to speak, and he noticed Tyler come staggering back to camp. As Daichi hid behind a tree, he noticed that he was covered in sweat and dirt. Daichi was not surprised, all the dirt most likely came from all the falling trees, but what caught his eye was the objects covering Tyler's hands: gloves. They were black and white with metal plates on the knuckles and finger-tips, and on the tops of them they had orbs that shone with a faint glow. Daichi watched as Tyler quietly and carefully placed the precious clothes in his backpack and went into his tent. He was curious now. He had to figure out why his master was hiding such a thing, and what they were exactly. So as he watched the shadow of his master lay down through the tent, he made his way over to the bag and quietly removed the gloves from the bag.
"What in the world are these things? They just look like ordinary gloves! Kentz must have been yankin my chain if he thinks Tyler could have done "that" with "these"!" Whatever, I'm going to bed!" grumbled Daichi as he went over to his hole and quickly fell asleep.
Tyler listened from his sleeping bag, knowing full well that his little dragon Pokemon was snooping around. Chuckling a bit he closed his eyes and tried to get some rest, but the idea that his Pokemon may be hurt and lonely somewhere kept him awake.
"I'll find you guys. No matter what it takes, I'll find you. I promise." Tyler said to himself, before slowly drifting off to sleep.
Under the moon, a certain Buizel was firing countless rounds of a Watergun off at a nearby boulder.
"Watergun!" Nathan yelled as he assaulted the overgrown rock with a blast of water.
"Water Pulse" Nathan yelled as he continued to pound the boulder.
Nathan was giving it his all, yet only small cracks were forming.
"I can break the small boulders, but need to break the big ones now
" Nathan said breathlessly as he collapsed on his rear.
Buizel propped his body up by his hands, and looked up at the moon. Somehow, without much at all, it always seemed to make him calm down, no matter what mood he was in. Looking up at the dark-blue and star filled sky, he began to talk through how he could improve his fighting.
"I'm attacking with my emotions like the little annoying fuzz-head told me, but it needs to be stronger.". He smashed that boulder before with a pebble, A PEBBLE! I'm here launching everything I have at the thing, and it doesn't so much as budge! Why?" Nathan said to himself.
"Because your uncertain." answered Matt as he hung his head over a lounging Buizel.
" Nathan blurted out in surprise.
Matt proceed to laugh out loud at the Buizel's surprise.
"NOT FUNNY YOU IDIOT!!" Nathan yelled in an anime fashion, as the force almost knocked Matt over.
Matt sat down next to Nathan and looked up at the stars with him.
"Training even now, huh?" Matt said to Nathan without averting his gaze from the stars.
"Yeah. What of it?!" Nathan replied defensively.
"Nothing. I just admire you for it. Here we are stranded in who knows where with little hope of finding our way back, and yet you still find time to better yourself." Matt said as he flashed a big grin at Nathan.
Nathan blushed in embarrassment as he went back to watching the stars.
"What did you mean by that?" asked Nathan.
"Mean by what" Matt responded by cocking one ear to the side cutely.
"When you said I was uncertain. Uncertain of what?" Nathan asked frustrated.
"You're not yet certain of what you want." repeated Matt.
"I am certain! I'm going to be the greatest fighter in the entire world!" Nathan responded.
"Yes, you seek to be stronger, but you still don't know what you want." Matt replied with an impish grin.
"AGH!! I DON'T GET IT WHAT YOU MEAN!!" Nathan growled as he turned on his side to face away from the chu.
The scene cuts to a beautiful river bank. Stones rounded by the rushing water line the edge of the water and shroud the small beach it harbors. As a small Buizel fires a couple of rounds at a small rock, no bigger than a toaster, he hears a sound from behind him.
"Nathan, Dinner is ready!" a female Floatzel bellows from a moderately sized den made of clay and dirt. The mound is covered in twigs and grass, but is a perfect fit for the cascade of green and brown abound the hut. Wasting not a single step, the young Buizel dashed into the den.
"Mom, mom! I can do it, I can do it" the little Nathan shouts joyously at his mother.
"Do what, baby?!" the female Floatzel asks with a bit of a chuckle.
"I can finally break the rock! Come on, come look!" the small Buizel shouts with glee as a huge smile adorns his muzzle.
"Oh really? Well I have to see this!" the Floatzel cheers as she steps out of the home.
"Hurry, Mom! Hurry!" Nathan rushes.
"Baby, the rock isn't going anywhere!" the Floatzel laughed.
Approaching the small beach area outside of the den, the mini-Nathan sets his position in the sand and takes one last look at his Mom. Seeing that all eyes are on him, he looks back at the stone with resolve.
"OK! Here I go! Watergun!" Nathan yells as he sprays a stream of high-pressured water at the small stone.
As the water comes into contact with the toaster-sized rock, a crack forms on the surface of the rock. As the small fracture comes into view, Nathan smiles wider than ever and looks back at his mother with hopeful eyes.
"Wow! That was a great Watergun! You've been practicing haven't you?" the Floatzel cheers as she caresses her son's face.
"Yeah. But it's nothing next to Dad." Nathan says solemnly "He can break boulders the size of Mamoswine easily! I'm never gonna be that good
"Baby! Of course you will." the Floatzel responded, as she cupped her son's face in her hands.
"It may seem that everything is bigger and better than you right now, but I see great things in you." the female Floatzel assured.
"Really?" Nathan whimpered, wiping his face.
"Yes. Your method of fighting is based off of pure force, but your father has something else that fuels him." the Floatzel preached.
"What's that?!" Nathan excitedly asked.
"Us. You and I." the mother Floatzel responded, as she gave the small Buizel the most warming smile possible.
"True power comes from wanting to protect something you value more than yourself." the Floatzel said.
"WHAT?! How does THAT make you stronger?! I think I would be better off with a sharpened stick!" Nathan responded, making a poking motion with his finger.
"HAHA!! You'll understand when you are older and find that something worth protecting." retorted the Floatzel with a laugh.
"AWW! But I want to know now!" responded Nathan pouting.
"Come on now. Your father will be home soon and I need someone to set the table!" the Floatzel said as she walked off back to the den.
"Okay." the young Nathan replied with a sigh, before he scurried on after her.
"Nathan! Nathan! NATHAN!!" the Female Floatzel echoes before the voice turns back into Matt's.
"NATHAN!" Matt whispers as he shakes Nathan from his daydream.
"Huh?! What?!" responds Nathan as he shakes his head to come back to reality.
"Someone's coming!" Matt whispers urgently.
"What? I don't hear any-AKK!" Nathan is cut short by Matt pulling at his collar to shove him into a nearby bush.
"We have to hide." Matt whispers as he continues to look for a figure out in the darkness.
"WHAT?! A true fighter never hides from a foe!" Nathan cries out.
"SSSHHHHH!! We are in no condition to be fighting right now! We can probably handle small-fry, but not big enemies!" Matt whispered in a fury, a bit pissed at Nathan for being so loud.
"I don't care if it is a big enemy! I'll kick their asses if they mess with us!" Nathan said, as he held up his fist.
"BUI!" Matt whispered in a frustrated tone.
As those last words were uttered, a large figure appeared over them, casting a daunting shadow.
" Matt said, as he stared up at the figure.