meditite rox
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But they ran from the battle.
The Legend of Thunder: Updated 6/8 Now truly complete!
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Pikamaster
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They wouldn't get experience because eating isn't the same as attacking. If Pikachu ate a Cherubi it wouldn't be participating in the battle, it would just be following instincts and eating a cherry. I say it's two different things, and yes, once they ate registeel they ran.
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Actually working on the next chapter, and some news on my next story. APPARENTLY aftandopleren has a life *Glares* and won't be able to write the story with arceus999 and me, so ignore his teaser.
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they were using bite
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No, they weren't. I say they weren't, so they weren't. Halfway done the next chapter, but prbly won't finish it until after x-mas.
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Lucky people. I cut it a little short, but I finished the next chapter. I'll probably make it longer after Christmas, but it should suffice for now. I have no idea what chapter it's really supposed to be, so it's name is just question marks for now. Enjoy.
Lightning lost track of the time she had spent in the tiny steel cage the Rockets had imprisoned her in. All she knew was that every minute of it was torture, and when they took her out of her cage it was even worse. After running several painful tests that had involved multiple blood samples, long tubes being attached to her so that they could inject strange fluids into her bloodstream and computer scans, she decided that the cramped conditions of her cage were better than being experimented on. She was especially worried that the harsh conditions and getting little to no food once a day was going to kill her.
“Hey, did you hear the news?”
This was just one of the many Pokémon that was in a cage near hers.
“No, but I’m not sure I want to hear it. Did another Pokémon die?”
“No, but an Admin did. He just got back from doing computer work at some airport and was reporting a spy when he dropped dead. Apparently some Raichu and its trainer were attempting to find where we are now, the Rocket’s HQ, but died of poison before he could describe the human. Nobody knows how he got poisoned, but that’s one less of those scum around here.”
Lightning’s spirits had risen momentarily when she had heard there was a Raichu, but had sunk again just as quickly when she heard it had a trainer.
“Even if it was Spark,” She thought, “He couldn’t come after me. His trainer would stop him.”
Silence was instant when the Pokémon heard the loud, metal door open to admit some Rockets. Dressed in his grimy, blood stained lab coat, the Rocket’s head scientist walked into the large dark room. Going over to a flickering computer screen he looked at the statistics, started yelling. Tripping in his haste, the Grunt who had responded to the outraged calling fell onto a table, breaking several of the liquid filled beakers onto his face and knocking the rest onto the floor where they shattered. Horrible screaming filled the air as the unfortunate Rocket clawed at his face, trying to get the liquid off, but failing. Quickly freezing up, the man’s face hardened into that expression of agony and became harder than steel. Rolling off the table, the Rocket landed face up on the floor, his mouth frozen open. His eyes widened in terror as he saw a drop of that same liquid that had caused him so much pain fall off the table and into his open mouth. Sliding down his throat until it had been absorbed, the droplet made his entire throat hard so he couldn’t breathe. Stomping over to the dead Grunt, the scientist only glanced at him before turning to the caged Pokémon, who were trying to keep from laughing at the scene.
“Now I know some of you can understand me, so listen up and tell all your disgusting little friends over there too. That’s what would happen to you if any of my liquid dropped down your throat. Think of what it would do if it hit your stomach too. Now where are those Rare Candies?”
These last words weren’t directed at the Pokémon, but to himself. But that didn’t stop the Pokémon who had learned a lot of the human language to overhear him. Since the walls of her cage were solid, Lightning couldn’t see the others, but that didn’t stop her from feeling every other Pokémon in the room from turning towards her.
“Looks like today’s the day they’re going to Rare Candy you up to level one hundred, Lightning.”
“Yeah, of course the new shipment from wherever they get them would come in today. What’s the point of calling them RARE Candy if they can get enough to level me up from level twenty to level one hundred? Obviously they’re not that rare.”
But her rant was abruptly cut off as a Grunt came in and carried her cage away, presumably to the testing area. The poorly lit hallway looked even darker to the Pikachu as the crack riddled concrete floor quickly passed underneath her, shadows flickering with the lights, as she was transported to the hard, steel table where she would be held and force fed Rare Candies until her level hit its max.
“I wonder why they’re leveling me up to level one hundred and not some other more powerful Pokémon. I can’t be that strong.”
Arriving at the testing room, the Rocket opened the heavy door with a grunt of exertion and walked inside. Multicolored lights flashed on and off around a large computer screen in the big, concrete room.
“Everything here is either made of steel, concrete or both.” Lightning thought before her cage was dropped on the table that the room was centered around.
Lightning tumbled out of her cage when it was opened and was quickly immobilized by steel clamps, her head was forced to face front and watch the Rocket’s scientist spin around in his chair and softly begin to speak to her.
“Now you obviously can’t understand me because you’re a dumb animal, but I’m going to explain my evil plan anyway because that’s what the evil geniuses do in stories, and quite frankly how this is working so perfectly, it feels like we’re in a story.”
Pulling out what looked like a strange multi-holed flute, he started pacing back and forth in front of Lightning and continued. “This is an near finished Azure Flute. Carved from the gem which makes up Starmie’s core, this flute has been dipped in that liquid you saw earlier, so it is almost indestructible. You won’t know that the only way to summon Arceus, the most powerful Pokémon there is, is to play this flute at the top of Mount Cornet. That will cause the flute to crumble into dust, but it will create stairs that lead to the Hall of Origin. Once that is accomplished, Arceus will appear. I’m telling you because when that does happen, it'll be the end of the world as you know it. But just carving the flute isn’t enough. It needs to be dipped in magma then frozen at sub zero temperatures. Once we do that, we need it struck by electricity so powerful it would kill living creature if exposed to it for more then a few seconds. At this moment Team Rocket is endeavoring to wake Mount Cornet from its dormant state to that of an active volcano so we can fulfill the magma requirement and we have already frozen the flute, so all that will be left is the electricity, which is where you will come in.”
Pausing, he walked over to the computer’s keyboard and pressed a complicated series of numbers and letters and walked back over to the struggling Pikachu and continued his lecture.
“Once you are level one hundred, we will give you a Light Ball and forcibly extract your electricity and use it to complete the Azure Flute. We will then proceed to use your electricity to capture Arceus and rule the world, just like we would if this was a story.”
Even without knowledge of human speech, Lightning caught a few words, namely Arceus, electricity and Light Ball. Putting the three together, she realized that they were going to get a Light Ball somehow and give it to her. Then, with her heightened power, they were going to capture Arceus, but how would they find Arceus? Trying, and failing, to shrug, she watched the human begin to cackle. Until, that is, a bug that was unfortunate enough to get close to him when he inhaled was sucked into his throat causing him to double over and start emitting huge, heaving coughs. Giggling to herself, the Pikachu knew that this would probably be the last time she’d laugh for sometime.
There ya go. R&R please, and until I expand it, Merry Christmas. The addition well probably be sometime in early January, but might be as early as the 26th.
Back to back posts merged. The following information has been added:
Lucky people. I cut it a little short, but I finished the next chapter. I'll probably make it longer after Christmas, but it should suffice for now. I have no idea what chapter it's really supposed to be, so it's name is just question marks for now. Enjoy.
Chapter ???
Lightning lost track of the time she had spent in the tiny steel cage the Rockets had imprisoned her in. All she knew was that every minute of it was torture, and when they took her out of her cage it was even worse. After running several painful tests that had involved multiple blood samples, long tubes being attached to her so that they could inject strange fluids into her bloodstream and computer scans, she decided that the cramped conditions of her cage were better than being experimented on. She was especially worried that the harsh conditions and getting little to no food once a day was going to kill her.
“Hey, did you hear the news?”
This was just one of the many Pokémon that was in a cage near hers.
“No, but I’m not sure I want to hear it. Did another Pokémon die?”
“No, but an Admin did. He just got back from doing computer work at some airport and was reporting a spy when he dropped dead. Apparently some Raichu and its trainer were attempting to find where we are now, the Rocket’s HQ, but died of poison before he could describe the human. Nobody knows how he got poisoned, but that’s one less of those scum around here.”
Lightning’s spirits had risen momentarily when she had heard there was a Raichu, but had sunk again just as quickly when she heard it had a trainer.
“Even if it was Spark,” She thought, “He couldn’t come after me. His trainer would stop him.”
Silence was instant when the Pokémon heard the loud, metal door open to admit some Rockets. Dressed in his grimy, blood stained lab coat, the Rocket’s head scientist walked into the large dark room. Going over to a flickering computer screen he looked at the statistics, started yelling. Tripping in his haste, the Grunt who had responded to the outraged calling fell onto a table, breaking several of the liquid filled beakers onto his face and knocking the rest onto the floor where they shattered. Horrible screaming filled the air as the unfortunate Rocket clawed at his face, trying to get the liquid off, but failing. Quickly freezing up, the man’s face hardened into that expression of agony and became harder than steel. Rolling off the table, the Rocket landed face up on the floor, his mouth frozen open. His eyes widened in terror as he saw a drop of that same liquid that had caused him so much pain fall off the table and into his open mouth. Sliding down his throat until it had been absorbed, the droplet made his entire throat hard so he couldn’t breathe. Stomping over to the dead Grunt, the scientist only glanced at him before turning to the caged Pokémon, who were trying to keep from laughing at the scene.
“Now I know some of you can understand me, so listen up and tell all your disgusting little friends over there too. That’s what would happen to you if any of my liquid dropped down your throat. Think of what it would do if it hit your stomach too. Now where are those Rare Candies?”
These last words weren’t directed at the Pokémon, but to himself. But that didn’t stop the Pokémon who had learned a lot of the human language to overhear him. Since the walls of her cage were solid, Lightning couldn’t see the others, but that didn’t stop her from feeling every other Pokémon in the room from turning towards her.
“Looks like today’s the day they’re going to Rare Candy you up to level one hundred, Lightning.”
“Yeah, of course the new shipment from wherever they get them would come in today. What’s the point of calling them RARE Candy if they can get enough to level me up from level twenty to level one hundred? Obviously they’re not that rare.”
But her rant was abruptly cut off as a Grunt came in and carried her cage away, presumably to the testing area. The poorly lit hallway looked even darker to the Pikachu as the crack riddled concrete floor quickly passed underneath her, shadows flickering with the lights, as she was transported to the hard, steel table where she would be held and force fed Rare Candies until her level hit its max.
“I wonder why they’re leveling me up to level one hundred and not some other more powerful Pokémon. I can’t be that strong.”
Arriving at the testing room, the Rocket opened the heavy door with a grunt of exertion and walked inside. Multicolored lights flashed on and off around a large computer screen in the big, concrete room.
“Everything here is either made of steel, concrete or both.” Lightning thought before her cage was dropped on the table that the room was centered around.
Lightning tumbled out of her cage when it was opened and was quickly immobilized by steel clamps, her head was forced to face front and watch the Rocket’s scientist spin around in his chair and softly begin to speak to her.
“Now you obviously can’t understand me because you’re a dumb animal, but I’m going to explain my evil plan anyway because that’s what the evil geniuses do in stories, and quite frankly how this is working so perfectly, it feels like we’re in a story.”
Pulling out what looked like a strange multi-holed flute, he started pacing back and forth in front of Lightning and continued. “This is an near finished Azure Flute. Carved from the gem which makes up Starmie’s core, this flute has been dipped in that liquid you saw earlier, so it is almost indestructible. You won’t know that the only way to summon Arceus, the most powerful Pokémon there is, is to play this flute at the top of Mount Cornet. That will cause the flute to crumble into dust, but it will create stairs that lead to the Hall of Origin. Once that is accomplished, Arceus will appear. I’m telling you because when that does happen, it'll be the end of the world as you know it. But just carving the flute isn’t enough. It needs to be dipped in magma then frozen at sub zero temperatures. Once we do that, we need it struck by electricity so powerful it would kill living creature if exposed to it for more then a few seconds. At this moment Team Rocket is endeavoring to wake Mount Cornet from its dormant state to that of an active volcano so we can fulfill the magma requirement and we have already frozen the flute, so all that will be left is the electricity, which is where you will come in.”
Pausing, he walked over to the computer’s keyboard and pressed a complicated series of numbers and letters and walked back over to the struggling Pikachu and continued his lecture.
“Once you are level one hundred, we will give you a Light Ball and forcibly extract your electricity and use it to complete the Azure Flute. We will then proceed to use your electricity to capture Arceus and rule the world, just like we would if this was a story.”
Even without knowledge of human speech, Lightning caught a few words, namely Arceus, electricity and Light Ball. Putting the three together, she realized that they were going to get a Light Ball somehow and give it to her. Then, with her heightened power, they were going to capture Arceus, but how would they find Arceus? Trying, and failing, to shrug, she watched the human begin to cackle. Until, that is, a bug that was unfortunate enough to get close to him when he inhaled was sucked into his throat causing him to double over and start emitting huge, heaving coughs. Giggling to herself, the Pikachu knew that this would probably be the last time she’d laugh for sometime.
There ya go. R&R please, and until I expand it, Merry Christmas. The addition well probably be sometime in early January, but might be as early as the 26th.
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Lucario EX
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It looks like you're starting to actually be serious. Good job.
Pikamaster
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^Thanks. It helps when you plan it out a little and you're not just writing as you go along.=O I've actually figured out a last minute plot.
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Pikamaster
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Due to me catching a cold, I'm not going to write until it goes away. So don't expect anything new until January.
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Pikamaster
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If anyone cares, I fixed the two run on sentences I had, so now I'm going to start on the extension. I'm going to write it like it's a new chapter though, so it will be a new post and not just an edit. *Looks up* Wow, I just triple posted. Never done that before. 0_o
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jameswilliams1324
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i'd hate to see the way your fan fic is spelt.
afstandopleren
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^If you want to correct someone, learn to spell right...
jameswilliams1324
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wlel at laest its not as bad as mnie, is it?
Pikamaster
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Part 2 is done, but I'm waiting on a grammar check before I post it. So it should be up sometime today or tomorrow. Be warned, it is short.
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Since I haven't gotten the grammar check and I'm tired of waiting, I'm just going to post part two now. As I said, it is short.
Chapter ??? Part 2
About two hours later Lightning regained consciousness in her cage at the edge of a huge, gray, concrete, water filled aquarium, and was stronger than ever before.
“I must have passed out just after they started feeding me Rare Candies. With me being unconscious they, could have done anything to me. But this is what being level one hundred feels like.” She thought. “I feel like I could kill all the Rockets in the building if I could just get these stupid machines off of me.
These machines were designed particularly for Pichu, Pikachu and Raichu. Wires connected to circular rubber seals, attached to her cheeks with hundreds of hook ended micro needles. Once in place, they wouldn’t release their painful kiss until they had drained their victims body of almost all electricity, leaving just enough for Lightning’s heart to keep beating.
“What are they waiting for? Why do they insist of having everything made out of steel or concrete? Why are my ribs so sore? And why are we at this lake sized aquarium? If they threw me in I’d drown before they got what they wanted, unless they know that I can…”
Her thoughts were interrupted as the Rocket’s only competent scientist quickly walked into the room. He had changed into a black, rubber wet suit, complete with an air tank strapped to his back. With boots instead of flippers, he walked over to and unlocked the Pikachu’s cage and dumped her in the water. Spitting water out of her mouth as she surfaced, Lightning turned towards the scientist as he began to speak in his harsh, cold voice.
“Now even though you’re just an animal, I know that you and other animals understand some commands. So if you don’t want to drown, I suggest you actually obey me and use Surf.”
How did he know? Stunned, Lightning kept asking herself that as she tread water for a minute before she actually started using the move. The water swelled under her as a huge wave formed. Riding on top of it, the soaked Pikachu saw something under her ribcage begin to glow.
“That must be why my ribs are sore, but what is it?”
Gasping, Lightning saw what had been described to her only in stories. A Light Ball.
“Where did they find that? And why is it inside of me?”
Not a stupid Pokémon, Lightning figured out the answer to her later question rather quickly.
“The Rockets must’ve put it inside of me. But where did they find it? But maybe I can use Surf to kill the Rockets in here. Then maybe I could actually escape.”
But a few moments after this thought occurred to her, the Surfing Pikachu was only just able to keep the Move going as the machines attached to her started doing their work. With the combination of water, being level one hundred and the Light Ball, Lightning’s electricity was much more powerful then she had thought would ever be possible.
It was over in a few seconds. With their job done, the rubber seals dropped off her cheeks to dangle from their wires while Lightning struggled not to just stop using Surf and drown. Consciousness slipping from her, the last thing the Pikachu was aware of was falling over the cement, then roughly being caught and put back in her cage.
Seeing the Lightning black out, the Rocket scientist warily looked around, and seeing no bugs, started his maniacal laughing. But while walking over to the cage, he slipped and fell into the pool and started choking on the water, his moment ruined again.
R&R please. And anyone who can do a grammar check for me, it would be appreciated.
Chapter ??? Part 2
About two hours later Lightning regained consciousness in her cage at the edge of a huge, gray, concrete, water filled aquarium, and was stronger than ever before.
“I must have passed out just after they started feeding me Rare Candies. With me being unconscious they, could have done anything to me. But this is what being level one hundred feels like.” She thought. “I feel like I could kill all the Rockets in the building if I could just get these stupid machines off of me.
These machines were designed particularly for Pichu, Pikachu and Raichu. Wires connected to circular rubber seals, attached to her cheeks with hundreds of hook ended micro needles. Once in place, they wouldn’t release their painful kiss until they had drained their victims body of almost all electricity, leaving just enough for Lightning’s heart to keep beating.
“What are they waiting for? Why do they insist of having everything made out of steel or concrete? Why are my ribs so sore? And why are we at this lake sized aquarium? If they threw me in I’d drown before they got what they wanted, unless they know that I can…”
Her thoughts were interrupted as the Rocket’s only competent scientist quickly walked into the room. He had changed into a black, rubber wet suit, complete with an air tank strapped to his back. With boots instead of flippers, he walked over to and unlocked the Pikachu’s cage and dumped her in the water. Spitting water out of her mouth as she surfaced, Lightning turned towards the scientist as he began to speak in his harsh, cold voice.
“Now even though you’re just an animal, I know that you and other animals understand some commands. So if you don’t want to drown, I suggest you actually obey me and use Surf.”
How did he know? Stunned, Lightning kept asking herself that as she tread water for a minute before she actually started using the move. The water swelled under her as a huge wave formed. Riding on top of it, the soaked Pikachu saw something under her ribcage begin to glow.
“That must be why my ribs are sore, but what is it?”
Gasping, Lightning saw what had been described to her only in stories. A Light Ball.
“Where did they find that? And why is it inside of me?”
Not a stupid Pokémon, Lightning figured out the answer to her later question rather quickly.
“The Rockets must’ve put it inside of me. But where did they find it? But maybe I can use Surf to kill the Rockets in here. Then maybe I could actually escape.”
But a few moments after this thought occurred to her, the Surfing Pikachu was only just able to keep the Move going as the machines attached to her started doing their work. With the combination of water, being level one hundred and the Light Ball, Lightning’s electricity was much more powerful then she had thought would ever be possible.
It was over in a few seconds. With their job done, the rubber seals dropped off her cheeks to dangle from their wires while Lightning struggled not to just stop using Surf and drown. Consciousness slipping from her, the last thing the Pikachu was aware of was falling over the cement, then roughly being caught and put back in her cage.
Seeing the Lightning black out, the Rocket scientist warily looked around, and seeing no bugs, started his maniacal laughing. But while walking over to the cage, he slipped and fell into the pool and started choking on the water, his moment ruined again.
R&R please. And anyone who can do a grammar check for me, it would be appreciated.
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meditite rox
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You put chocking instead of choking. That's all I saw.
Pikamaster
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Stupid typo. But if that really is all, I'm happy.
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Pikamaster
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I gotta stop doing that.
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