Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Shadows of Darkness

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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Shadows of Darkness
Topic Started: Jun 27 2009, 05:19 PM (429 Views)
Special Operative Blaire	Jun 27 2009, 05:19 PM Post #1
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Since there are quite a few Pokemon fans on this forum, I figured I'd post a Mystery Dungeon Fanfic I've been working on. I admit that the first few chapters are a bit lacking, but don't worry, it gets better. So without future ado, I present: Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Shadows of Darkness! Chapter One: It Begins “Boy, it’s times like this I wish I was a Charizard,” a lone Charmander mused to himself. “Ducking and dodging through all this vegetation is enough to make any Pokémon wish he had wings!” the small fire-type chuckled. For the past few days, young Charcoal Charmander had been on a journey. A journey to his lifelong ambition. The Exploration Guild of Cobalt City. There, he would become an apprentice and work his way towards becoming a famous and well-respected explorer. And he couldn’t have picked a better place to do so, for Cobalt City’s guild was the best in the land, having more celebrated explorers graduate there then many, many others. And Charcoal planned to follow in their footsteps. Ever since his tail flame had been no more than a mere flicker, Charcoal had dreamed of traveling the world, searching for lost relics, going on grand adventures, and looking danger right in the eye. And soon, he would get the chance to live his dream at long last. Ever since he had left his home on Mt. Cleft, that was the one thing that was always, always on his mind. The forest in which Charcoal was traveling in was a lush area known as Maple Forest. Towering, at least to a Pokémon his size, trees made up the land, their fallen leaves forming a red, orange, and yellow carpet on the forest floor. Pokémon of all shapes scattered through the woods, foliage crunching beneath their feet. With cautious steps, the young Charmander walked, for he knew not all these Pokémon were of the friendly persuasion. Staraptor circled the air, ready to swoop down on unintentional trespassers. Rattata scurried around, large ears perked up and able to hear any and all intrusions from a fifty-foot radius. And Shroomish lay hidden underneath the leaves, ready to use the paralyzing move of Stun Spore on whoever makes the mistake of stepping on them. Charcoal walked on, stopping every few minutes to peek over his shoulders and make sure no one was following him. Sometimes, if he thought he saw some sort of movement, the fire-type would duck behind a rock or hide inside a hollowed-out log until the danger had passed. Usually, it was just a harmless Zigzagoon, or a lazy Slakoth. At one time though, a small Weedle crawled past the orange Pokémon. While the light brown bug-type itself did not pose too much of a threat to Charcoal, a Weedle in the area almost always meant that a group of Beedrill were nearby. And those wasp-like Pokémon were not ones you wished to meet. “So far so good,” Charcoal whispered to himself. “I’ve been on my journey for three days, and I’ve not run into any trouble. I don’t want anything to make me late to this year’s class at the Guild.” the small Charmander went on, hands clutching his backpack straps, and a smile on his face. Yes, it seemed like everything would go off without a hitch on his trip. He’d get through Maple Forest, he’d enter Cobalt City, he’d sign up to be a guild apprentice, and he’d begin his training. It was a simple as that. Or so it seemed. The sound of tree limbs rustling caught Charcoal’s attention. The adolescent Charmander looked up to find two such branches swaying up and down. “Hmm…..I wonder what could have caused that,” the orange Pokémon wondered. “It can’t be the wind ‘cuz there’s no breeze today. Was it another Pokémon? Yeah, it must’ve been,” Charcoal nodded to himself. “But what kind of Pokémon was it? A Mankey? Nah, they don’t live around here. Do they?” “Well Charmander don’t live in this forest either and you’re here.” For the first time since leaving home, Charcoal was completely caught off guard. “Who? What? Where? When? Why? Who are you? What are you doing here? Where are you? When did you come here? Why are you here?” The Charmander’s heartbeat quickened until it felt like his life-giving organ would leap clear out of his chest. Like lighting, Charcoal’s eyes darted in all directions, searching for the source of the voice. Laughter came from atop the tree the orange Pokémon was situated under. Somebody was actually enjoying his plight! “Alright, who are you?! Show yourself!” the fire-type demanded. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. You’re really not from around here, are you?” “You still haven’t answered my question…” Charcoal replied, growing more annoyed by the second. Complete silence swept over the forest as the voice’s owner thought of an answer-much to Charcoal’s chagrin. Finally, it spoke. “Well……I ‘spose I can tell ya. Take a gander up here, pal.” Hesitantly, the adolescent Charmander swept his eyes up toward the tree, and it was at long last he saw the creature that had conversed with him for the past minute. Sitting on the tree’s largest branch, was a Treecko. The grass-type looked to be around Charcoal’s age and was dressed in a dark green vest and blue rimmed sunglasses. “The name’s Timber Treecko. Now, it’s your turn to tell me who you are,” the green Pokémon grinned, eyeing the red vest, and matching bandanna-wearing Charmander below him. “What’s my name? It’s….uh……….Charcoal. My name is Charcoal,” the fire Pokémon answered after much deliberation. “Charcoal, eh?” Timber repeated. “It suites you, being a Charmander and all.” “And I could say something similar regarding your name,” the fire type grinned. “Well, I’d better be going. See ya later, Timber.” The little Lizard Pokémon waved as he resumed walking. Timber’s gaze followed him. The Wood Gecko Pokémon still had a few questions to ask the Charmander, and he wasn’t about to let him go that easily. “Hey! Wait up!” Charcoal turned around to see Timber jumping from branch to branch in an attempt to catch up with him. “Yes?” the Charmander asked, still walking. “There are still a few things I want to know about you. Where did you come from?” Charcoal thought for a moment. Even though Timber had not acted the least bit hostile toward him, he wasn’t sure he could trust the Treecko completely. He seemed friendly enough but…… “What, you don’t remember?” “Huh?” “Did you forget where you came from?” Timber said to the confused Charcoal. “No, I didn’t forget,” the fire-type answered. “Then where did you come from?” “I’m from….the northernmost region,” Charcoal said finally. Timber chuckled. “See? That wasn’t so hard, now was it?” “Yeah, I suppose you’re right, Timber,” the Pokémon agreed. He glanced at the jumping Treecko. “Say Timber, can I ask you something?” “Sure! Ask me anything!” “How can you leap from branch to branch and hold a conversation with me at the same time?” the Charmander wondered. That jinxed it. While pondering the question he was asked, Timber tumbled out of a tree. The Treecko landed on the ground with a thud, leaves crunching beneath his weight. “You alright?” Charcoal tried to suppress a laugh. Ugh…yeah, I’m good,” the grass-type grumbled. Timber was lying on his back, a look of shame on his face. “Need any help? The adolescent Charmander offered. “Thanks, but I can manage,” the green Pokémon said as he picked himself off the ground. “Hmm….odd.” “What’s odd?” “I’ve always thought that Treecko were better in trees than that,” Charcoal joked. “A minor technicality.” Timber replied. “And besides, who are you to talk? A Charmander can’t do anything like that.” A smirk crossed the Pokémon’s face. He just knew he’d get that fire-type back. “True,” the orange fire-type agreed. “Very true. But if we could, we would at least watch where we’re going,” he finished calmly. Timber’s jaw dropped. Charcoal could only laugh at his expression. “Thought you could get a little payback in there, eh?” The Treecko threw his hands up in defeat. “Okay, okay, you got me. Now we’re even, right?” “I suppose so. Yes.” Suddenly, Charcoal felt his world flip upside-down over and over again. The next thing he knew, he was lying face up in a ditch, a bruise on his chest where Timber had tackled him. With a wild look in his eyes, he kicked the grass-type off himself. Timber landed on his back a few feet away. “What was that for?!” Charcoal asked, rage in his voice. “I’m…I’m sorry I shoved you, but….” Timber was cut off by Charcoal. “I knew there was something I didn’t like about you the moment you surprised me back there!” “What are you talking about?” the Treecko snapped. “I just saved you!” “You call shoving someone into a ditch saving them?!” “Why you…” Timber’s insult was interrupted by a loud buzzing noise. Charcoal’s gaze darted overhead. What he saw caused his eyes to widen. They were surrounded on all sides. By a dozen Beedrill



Special Operative Blaire	Jul 5 2009, 04:17 PM Post #2
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Chapter 2: Traversing Sensations Charcoal starred at Timber. “So, you were telling the truth…….” The Charmander whispered. “You’re forgiven,” Timber replied. The two Pokémon returned to the matter at hand. “How are we going to get rid of these Beedrill?” Charcoal asked under his breath. “You could always burn them to a crisp,” the young Treecko suggested. “Um…there is a slight problem with that,” the fire-type began uneasily. “I can’t use fire attacks just yet.” A look of disbelief spread over Timber’s face, but was quickly subsided when the green Pokémon remembered something. “Well, if it’s any consolation, I’m unable to use grass attacks.” “There’s only one option then.” Charcoal said. “Yes…..” Timber paused before shouting the words, “Bring it on, Beedrill!” “Timber! Don’t…!” Charcoal yelled, albeit too late, as the Wood Gecko Pokémon had angered the Beedrill even more. Charcoal barely had enough time to sidestep out of the way when he saw to large, conical, white stingers heading for him. “Close one….” The Lizard Pokémon muttered under his breath. Another wasp-like Pokémon made a dive for the adolescent Charmander. Charcoal leaped into the air and hit the Beedrill across the face with a Scratch attack. The Bug-type was put off balance long enough for Charcoal to whack it over the head with his tail. Dazed, the Beedrill hit the ground. Meanwhile, Timber had just reached the highest branch of a tall tree. “Here I come!” he shouted, jumping off. “With a Pound attack!” the Treecko’s thick tail hit a Beedrill square in the back without it realizing what happened. The wasp-like Pokémon then felt a Quick Attack on the back of its head, sending it to the forest floor. Timber pumped an arm up in victory. “Oh yeah! Who’s the greatest? I am!” “Focus on the battle, Timber!” Charcoal cried. The Charmander was frantically searching for a way out of this battle. There was no way he and Timber could hold off this horde of Beedrill very long. “There must be a way out of this mess…..” it was then the fire-type noticed a large hole in the side of the ditch. Maybe they could hide in there…. Charcoal’s claws wrapped around Timber’s wrist. With a yank, he managed to drag the grass-type into the hole with him. “Charcoal? Wh-..” Charcoal put a finger to his lips, signaling the Treecko to be quiet. “Keep it down. And don’t make any sudden movements,” the adolescent Charmander whispered. For what seemed like eternity, the two Pokémon laid inside that hole. While Charcoal was able to stay as still as a statue, Timber was constantly fidgeting. It was clear he was still itching for a battle. Charcoal knew he meant well, but there were still too many Beedrill to fight off. And they couldn’t stay hidden for long. Those wasp-like Pokémon would not give up without a fight. It could only be a matter of time before the Charmander and Treecko were discovered. Then what would they do? It was at that moment Charcoal caught sight of a small beam of light hitting the wall. Slowly, ever so slowly, he turned around and followed the beam’s trail to find where the light had come from. The sound of scrapping and Charcoal grunting caught Timber’s attention. He turned his head to see Charcoal struggling with a large boulder. “Hey Timber, would you mind giving me a hand here?” Charcoal asked, sweat dripping from his brow. “No problem, Charcoal!” Timber called out. He made his way toward the struggling Charmander. “Keep your voice down, remember?” “Right. Sorry ‘bout that,” Timber apologized. “Ready?” the Lizard Pokémon whispered. “On the count of three-one, two, three!” With a grunt, the two managed to shove the boulder a little ways, revealing the entrance to a tunnel. Timber raised an eyebrow. “What a stroke of luck to find a tunnel here.” “Come on, we’re going in.” Charcoal squeezed through the crack. “Why? What about the Beedrill?” “There are too many of them for us to fight by ourselves, Timber,” the Charmander explained. The Treecko scoffed. “I can beat those things blindfolded!” he bragged. “This is no time for bragging, Timber. Come on.” Reluctantly, Timber squeezed his body through the crack. Once both Pokémon were on the other side, they pushed the round stone back to its original position, blocking any entrance. “Follow me, Timber,” Charcoal whispered, taking a few steps. The Treecko followed close behind him. There wasn’t much else he could do. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… For an hour the two Pokémon said nothing to each other. Complete silence filled the tunnel as Timber and Charcoal walked. After a while, the two Pokémon began to notice a large room a little ways off. “Think we might have found a way out?” Timber inquired. “Possibly. But we won’t know for certain until we enter the room,” responded Charcoal. However, when they peered inside, both Pokémon realized they were not at the end of their journey just yet. The room was more like a giant hallway. It was clear Timber and Charcoal were going to be in this cave for quite a while. “I guess we still have a ways to go.” Charcoal said. “Come on,” the fire-type Pokémon slowly entered the wide cavern. Something happened. When Charcoal stepped into the cavern, a strange sensation washed over him. It felt like some sort of fog was enveloping him and he began to get extremely light-headed. A wave of heat passed through the Charmander’s body from his head to toes. A wave of coldness followed, this time moving the opposite direction. The Lizard Pokémon’s skin soon began to tingle, and he soon felt numb all over. Then, all returned to normal. “Whoa…” Charcoal whispered, still trying to comprehend what had just happened. “Timber, did you just feel that?” “Yeah, I did. Wonder what it was……” “Timber! Look out!” Acting on instinct, Timber leapt high into the air. Looking down, he noticed a wild Rattata had run underneath him. A smile spread across the Treecko’s face. “Just what I like, a little challenge. Here I come!” a Quick Attack slammed into the Rattata’s back. The rat-like Pokémon responded with a loud scream, and leapt to the side to avoid the next attack. Hearing its buddy’s cry, a second Rattata sprang toward Timber, its mouth wide open, and ready to bite its target. “Oh no you don’t!” Charcoal yelled. He slashed at the purple Pokémon. The Rattata tumbled to the ground. “Nice Shot!” Timber congratulated. “Thanks, but we can’t keep our guard down.” “Just let those Rattata try to beat us!”Timber sprinted toward the first one. “It’s pounding time!” With a whack from his tail, Timber sent the purple normal-type rolling. However, the Treecko was caught by surprise when the second Rattata leapt for his throat. Charcoal was quick to act, and slashed at the Rattata’s face. Following this, the Charmander was able to knock the Pokémon away with his fiery tail. The Rattata slammed into the wall, defeated. “Good job, Charcoal!” Timber replied, giving a thumbs up. “Now let’s find a way out of this cave.” ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Light shone ahead, showing the was out, Charcoal and Timber sprinted for the exit. However, when they stepped outside, they both felt an odd sensation. It was just like the one they had felt before, only in reverse order. Timber’s face scrunched up. “I wish I knew what caused that.” “As do-“ “What is it, Charcoal?” Timber wondered why the fire-type had stopped in mid-sentence like that. “I can’t believe it!” Charcoal cried with awe. “Believe what?” “This place…..We’ve made it to Cobalt city!”



Nine Tailed-Ramen Fox	Jul 5 2009, 06:49 PM Post #3
Don't defy me or I will beat you senseless with a sack of doorknobs! Posts: 1,573 Group: S-Rank Hero Member #1,047 Joined: May 14, 2007 Gender: Male Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: I wanna play Brawl. Wii Friend Code: 0216-9124-9209	This is really good, Blaire! I liked it alot! The only thing I found wrong is that Rattata don't learn bite until they evlove, but I guess it disen't matter.
	Credit for sig to SMypancakes Check out my and Kingdaro's new RP, Warrex Story 3. Please? Come on, it has an awsome storyline! Visit the wonderful new forum Pokemon Resort! http://s1.zetaboards.com/PokemonResort/index/


Special Operative Blaire	Jul 5 2009, 07:35 PM Post #4
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Ramen, you've just recieved the honor of being the first person to review any of my fan-fics in this forum. Now, about the Rattata. It turns out that they do learn Bite before they evolve, level 10 in fact. Still, I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I plan to update the next chapter the Monday after this.



Nine Tailed-Ramen Fox	Jul 5 2009, 07:44 PM Post #5
Don't defy me or I will beat you senseless with a sack of doorknobs! Posts: 1,573 Group: S-Rank Hero Member #1,047 Joined: May 14, 2007 Gender: Male Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: I wanna play Brawl. Wii Friend Code: 0216-9124-9209	That's only though breeding. Otherwise, Rattata can't learn bite even if they don't evolve.
	Credit for sig to SMypancakes Check out my and Kingdaro's new RP, Warrex Story 3. Please? Come on, it has an awsome storyline! Visit the wonderful new forum Pokemon Resort! http://s1.zetaboards.com/PokemonResort/index/


Tsukiko	Jul 5 2009, 07:48 PM Post #6
Ice Cap Act 2 Posts: 266 Group: B-Rank Guardian Member #10,118 Joined: July 4, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii	Wow! Really good! Nya~ I'm a uber big pokemon fan. Maybe I should make a fan-fic?



Special Operative Blaire	Jul 5 2009, 07:50 PM Post #7
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	@Ramen: Hmm, that's not what Rattata's Bulbapedia says: http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Rattata_(Pok%C3%A9mon) @October: Glad you like it! Maybe you should make a fan-fic.



Nine Tailed-Ramen Fox	Jul 5 2009, 07:53 PM Post #8
Don't defy me or I will beat you senseless with a sack of doorknobs! Posts: 1,573 Group: S-Rank Hero Member #1,047 Joined: May 14, 2007 Gender: Male Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: I wanna play Brawl. Wii Friend Code: 0216-9124-9209	Page has been deleted on that site. http://serebii.net/pokedex/019.shtml Serebii page is what I am getting my info from. Scrool to the bottom for moves learned through breeding. Edited by Nine Tailed-Ramen Fox, Jul 5 2009, 07:55 PM.
	Credit for sig to SMypancakes Check out my and Kingdaro's new RP, Warrex Story 3. Please? Come on, it has an awsome storyline! Visit the wonderful new forum Pokemon Resort! http://s1.zetaboards.com/PokemonResort/index/


Tsukiko	Jul 5 2009, 08:01 PM Post #9
Ice Cap Act 2 Posts: 266 Group: B-Rank Guardian Member #10,118 Joined: July 4, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii	Nya~ I'll have to make it then!



Special Operative Blaire	Jul 5 2009, 08:03 PM Post #10
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	The page only tells you the attacks Rattata can learn in the first two generations, so you're right in that sense. However, according to my Platinum guide, it can learn Bite by leveling up. But let's not let this drag on, shall we? Agree to disagree, right?



Nine Tailed-Ramen Fox	Jul 5 2009, 08:08 PM Post #11
Don't defy me or I will beat you senseless with a sack of doorknobs! Posts: 1,573 Group: S-Rank Hero Member #1,047 Joined: May 14, 2007 Gender: Male Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: I wanna play Brawl. Wii Friend Code: 0216-9124-9209	Your right, no need to spam this topic. I have been really caught up in the first two generations lately.
	Credit for sig to SMypancakes Check out my and Kingdaro's new RP, Warrex Story 3. Please? Come on, it has an awsome storyline! Visit the wonderful new forum Pokemon Resort! http://s1.zetaboards.com/PokemonResort/index/


Tsukiko	Jul 5 2009, 08:16 PM Post #12
Ice Cap Act 2 Posts: 266 Group: B-Rank Guardian Member #10,118 Joined: July 4, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii	I'm a Kanto addict. Nya~



Special Operative Blaire	Jul 13 2009, 06:07 AM Post #13
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Chapter 3: Cobalt Comets Timber stared at Charcoal with a look of pure confusion. “Why is important that we’re here in Cobalt City? “Because, my dream is to become a great explorer. There is a highly respected guild here, one that will teach me all I need. I’m going to become an apprentice, and train at that guild!” Charcoal responded. “Ah, now it all makes sense. Nice dream too,” Timber exclaimed. “Thanks,” Charcoal replied, as the duo made their way to the guild. Cobalt didn’t look like a typical city-a human city at any rate. Buildings filled the area, but they were not like the usual skyscrapers. Where a skyscraper stood tall and narrow, the structures littering Cobalt City were short and wide. Stone bricks made up the buildings, and they looked large enough to house hundreds of Pokémon. The streets were lined with dark grey granite. Various species of Pokémon went about their lives in the city. “Do you know where the guild is?” Timber inquired. “Not exactly,” Charcoal admitted. “Though, I’ve heard it’s supposed to be located north-northeast from the city’s center.” “And where is that, exactly?” “A large plaza with a fountain right in the middle,” the fire-type answered. “Okay then, let’s find this plaza. Then we can look for the Exploration Guild,” Timber suggested. “We’re in luck,” Charcoal began. “I can see the plaza up ahead.” The two Pokémon soon found themselves standing in a large circular area. Emerald green hedges surrounded the plaza, trimmed with almost perfect precision. Cobblestones, polished to a fine luster, made up the grounds of the gathering place. In the center rested a large stone fountain, a small geyser of water sprouted out from the middle. Pokémon of all shapes and sizes were lingering about the square. “Nice place,” the young Treecko said, nodding. “That’s good. Because we’ll be seeing more of this area.” “What do you mean “we’ll be seeing more of this area”?” the Charmander next to him inquired. “You said you wanted to be a part of an exploration team, right? After what happened back in that cave, I think we’d make a great team!” the grass type answered, a big grin spread across his face. Charcoal had to think about this. While it was true Timber had been great help fighting off enemy Pokémon, he wasn’t so sure if the Treecko could handle being part of an exploration team. He was a bit on the reckless side and although he meant well…..hmmm…Still, Timber seemed eager to join. Maybe this experience would teach him to look before he leapt. Okay Timber you are officially my partner!” Charcoal answered at last. Timber pumped a fist in the air. “Yes! Thanks buddy!” Charcoal laughed at the Treecko’s joy. “It was no problem, Timber. No problem at all.” His face then began to turn serious. “But remember, being part of an exploration team can be very dangerous. You must be careful and you can’t just jump into things without thinking about the consequences. Alright?” “Hey, don’t you worry about me, Charcoal,” the grass Pokémon replied. “I’ll be just fine. You’ll see, we’ll be the greatest exploration team in Pokémon history! Just you wait!” ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… “I don’t get it. We’ve been in and around this area for over an hour, and we have not seen any sign of an exploration guild,” Charcoal said, walking and searching all at once. “We must be looking in the wrong area.” The Treecko next to him stated. “Probably” “You boys lost or something?” Charcoal and Timber turned their heads to see an Umbreon wearing a dark blue scarf standing not more than five feet away. Charcoal was the first to speak. “Yes. My friend and I are having a little trouble finding the Exploration Guild. Could you help us out?” “Ah yes, the guild,” he replied, a distant look in his eyes. “All newcomers to Cobalt City seem to have the same problem. Follow me; I’ll be happy to help.” The dark-type Pokémon began to walk toward a thick cluster of trees, with Charcoal and Timber following close behind. “So you both want to be part of an exploration team, eh? I remember when I was your age and I had the very same dream. Ah, those were the days,” the Umbreon grinned. “By the way, the name’s Dusk. What are yours?” “I’m Charcoal.” “They call me Timber.” “Nice to meet you both.” Dusk ceased walking near a clump of vines hanging from the limbs of the trees. “Careful. It’s easy to get a little tangled up in here,” he laughed, as he pulled back the cluster of foliage. With some difficulty, so as not to get tangled up in the numerous thin vines, Charcoal and Timber stepped through the opening. Once they got past those pesky vines, they noticed a long dirt trail stretched out before them. Rows of small trees lined the winding trail. “Keep up you guys,” Dusk called from up front. “We’re also there.” Charcoal had a pretty tough time containing his excitement. His dream of becoming a great explorer was one more step closer. He could see it now-they would turn down a corner. In front of them would be a huge stone building. In the top-center, a large sign would read “Cobalt City Exploration Guild,” written in Unownscribe, the written language of Pokémon. Pokémon would be all around, some apprentices, a few teachers. The Charmander closed his eyes, waiting for the vision to come to life. “Here we are.” Charcoal opened his eyes, anxious to see what lay ahead of him. There was nothing there. Instead of a massive stone building, a barren land plot stood. Not a Pokémon was around, and the only form of life in the place came from scraggly little weeds scattered in random spots. Timber was the one to say the sentence that was on Charcoal’s mind. “I don’t see any guild around here.” “Just be patient,” Dusk replied. He walked to where a large, flat stone had been partially buried in the ground. From what Charcoal could tell from the uncovered surface, it had to be the size of a football field and a half. In front of him, Dusk began to tap the stone-tap, tap, tap, tap, pause, tap, pause, tap, pause, tap, tap, tap. “This is our password,” the Umbreon said. “It’s very important that you remember it. Otherwise, you could find yourself locked out of the guild. Now wait one moment.” For several seconds, the three Pokémon stood there, silently waiting. Charcoal and Timber wondered just what was going on. Suddenly, the stone seemed to…move. “What’s going on here?” a surprised Timber asked. “You’ll see,” Dusk replied. Soon, the stone stopped its movement. It was then Timber and Charcoal saw a gaping hole where the giant rock was. A large stone staircase lead deep into a cavern of darkness. “It’s just a little farther,” the Umbreon replied the yellow rings on his body giving off a faint glow. “Um Dusk, can I ask you something?” Charcoal inquired. “Go right ahead Charcoal.” “Why is the guild underground?” “Long ago, during times of crisis, this place would be used as sort of a hideout for Cobaltians. It was first dug during a war two hundred years ago against rivaling Pokémon territories. ” The dark-type explained. “Well that makes sense.” The Charmander said. “Where are we going now?” “We’re heading to the registration room. There, your team will be registered and you will be official guild apprentices.” “Is there any specific thing we have to do before we can resister?” the adolescent Treecko asked. “Like some impossibly hard task to prove our worth?” The Umbreon laughed. “Oh no, no, no! Unless you have difficulty coming up with a team name!” A team name, huh? Charcoal thought. Hmmm… what would be a good name for us? The guild was an expansive place. Sedimentary rocks formed the thick walls. Stalactites hung from the ceiling, their droplets of water forming pillars of stalagmites. Tunnels lead in and out of various rooms, taking Pokémon of all kinds with them. Eventually, the trio game to the registration room. A Buizel sat behind a desk almost buried in papers and documents. “Hey Zeon, we’ve got a couple of new guild recruits.” “Dusk! How nice to see you, ol’ buddy. So, who are these new apprentices?” the weasel-like Pokémon replied, eying Charcoal and Timber. “The Charmander’s Charcoal and the Treecko, Timber.” Dusk explained. “I see. So who’ll be the leader?” Zeon inquired. “Well, I was thinking we try a partnership, with us both sharing equal work…is that good with you, Timber?” Charcoal responded, then glanced toward Timber’s direction. The Treecko gave a thumbs up, signifying his agreement. Zeon nodded. “Very well, a partnership it is! Now I just need your team name, and you two will be all set!” Charcoal’s voice got caught in his throat. What would they call themselves? “Er…um…how’s about…Team Valor? To show our courageousness?” Zeon chuckled. “Very nice name choice. Unfortunately, there’s already been a Team Valor.” “Really?” Timber asked. “Yep. In fact, Team Valor was the first team to graduate from the guild.” “Wow…” Charcoal replied, awestruck. “Okay then, what about…Team Comet? It’s just something that popped into my head.” “Five star name, Charcoal!” Timber replied. “It’s perfect for us!” “And you’re in luck,” the Buizel began. “That name is free for you to use.” “You mean…?” Both the Charmander and Treecko began in unison. “You got it. Welcome to the Cobalt Exploration Guild, Team Comet!”



Special Operative Blaire	Jul 21 2009, 09:59 AM Post #14
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Chapter 4: Briefing If Charcoal had ears, they would be in great pain. For at that very moment, an extremely loud, booming voice echoed through the guild, shouting “Up and at ‘em apprentices! You don’t want to sleep in on your first day, now do you?!” And if being loud wasn’t enough, the voice also had a throaty, scratchy tone to it, akin to a Persian sharpening its claws on a chalkboard-slowly. “Oh man…do I have to listen to that every morning?” the young Charmander complained, as he slipped on his red vest, and then wrapped his crimson bandanna ‘round his neck. He shot a glance at Timber. The grass-type was still snoring away, oblivious to what was going on outside of his own personal dream world. In an attempt to rouse him, Charcoal gently shook the Treecko’s shoulders. “Hey Timber, wake up. Rise ‘n shine! Come on, we’ve gotta go!” “Snork….snungle…just five more snikle………The half asleep Timber mumbled. “You can’t sleep in! We’re supposed to start apprenticing today! You don’t want to be late for the briefing, do ya?” “Apprenticing………..? Apprenticing!” Timber was suddenly filled with renewed energy. The wood gecko Pokémon leaped to his feet, snatched up his vest and sunglasses, and dashed out the door. Charcoal sprinted over to the Treecko. “Wait up, Timber!” He called out. Already the day was starting off very interesting…..and only time would tell what lay ahead for the newest guild recruits on the block. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Charcoal and Timber walked into a room with a sign marked ‘Beginner’s Class’, written in Unownscribe. Here was where the two Pokémon would begin their journey toward becoming great explorers. Team Comet sat in the second and third chairs of the second row. Charcoal took the time to look around the room. It was a plain space. The rocky walls had been painted a basic white color, and the seats were simple flat grey stones. Meanwhile, Timber looked around at the Pokémon he and Charcoal would have the honor of being classmates with. Some were just filled to the brim with excitement, practically jumping out of their seats. Others looked completely bored as they slumped down into their chairs. It wasn’t long before another Pokémon walked in. He was an older Manectric and had a professional vibe about him. Charcoal guessed he was the professor of the Beginner’s Class. The Manectric took a seat behind a desk in the front of the room. The Electric-type Pokémon grabbed a sheet of paper and looked it over. Every few seconds he would glance up at the class, nod, and use a quill-tip pen to mark something on the white parchment. Finally, the Manectric set the paper aside, and stood up to address the apprentices. “Good, it looks like everyone is here” The blue and yellow Pokémon cleared his throat before continuing. “Now class, I am Professor Rod, and I will be your instructor for this year. This is how things are going to work around here. I will call Team names one at a time, and lead them into the Mission Chamber. To start out, I will pick your missions, but once you gain enough experience, I’ll give you the choice. I will also help you pack for your journeys and give you some advice. “Now then, let us see who is first on the list….Team Comet.” Timber and Charcoal couldn’t believe their good fortunes. They were fist! They would go on the first mission this year! Spirits high, the two Pokémon followed Rod out the door. They came to a large chamber just a hallway later. Nailed on the rocky walls were several wooden bulletin boards. Tacked on to said boards were numerous sheets of paper. Rod stopped in front of the closet board, on the western side of the room. Up above, the letter ‘E’ had been etched into the rock . “This is the Mission Chamber. Here is where we post our assignments.” The Electric Pokémon said. “So this is where we get our missions.” Charcoal noted. Rod nodded. “That’s right. But it’s not just expeditions we go on. Sometimes we get rescue missions, or even requests to find a lost item. “Wow, I didn’t realize the missions were that diverse,” Timber stated. “Do you see these letters carved above the bulletin boards? “ the Manectric asked. “Yes,” Team Comet answered with nods. “These letters represent the difficulty of the missions. ‘E’ ranked assignments are the easiest, while ‘S’ ranked ones are far harder.” Rod said. “Now, since this is your first mission, we will start you off with an ‘E’ ranked assignment. Let us see…..hmmm….ah! This looks like a good one.” “What is it?” Timber inquired. The older Pokémon began to answer the Treecko’s question as he read the assignment. “’We are fellow explorers, from Team Shard. We were exploring Metaneous Cave, when we came across a peculiar cavern. Due to time constraints, we had to leave the dungeon before we could explore it further. However, we have agreed this would be good expedition material for apprentices at the Cobalt Guild. So young explorers, if you’d like to discover the secret of Metaneous Cave, go for it!’” “And there you have it. Your assignment is to discover the mystery of Metaneous Cave.” “That’ll be easy for us!” Timber replied. “Right Charcoal?” “I wouldn’t be that sure,” the Discharge Pokémon responded. “What do you mean Professor?” Charcoal asked. “Because Metaneous Cave is…….a Mystery Dungeon,” Rod exclaimed. “A Mystery Dungeon?” the puzzled Charmander repeated. “What’s that?” “Mystery Dungeons are strange places. You’ll know when you’ve entered one because a strange sensation will wash over your body. It will feel like you’re enshrouded by fog. Next, you’ll feel a little faint. Afterwards, a wave of heat will pass through your body, starting from your head, and ending at your toes. Then a wave of coldness will pass in the opposite direction. Your skin will tingle, and numbness will temporally overtake your body,” the Manectric explained. “That same thing happened to us yesterday!” Charcoal spoke up. “Really?” Rod questioned. “Yes,” Timber answered. “We were in this cave, and when we found our way out, it happened again. Only this time, everything was reversed.” “It seems like you’ve both trekked through a Mystery Dungeon,” the older Pokémon said. “Wow. But what makes them so mysterious?” the Charmander wondered. “What makes a Mystery Dungeon so mystifying is this...for some unexplained reason, the layout of the dungeon changes constantly. It’s a different place each time you enter.” The electric-type answered. “Could the legendary Palkia be the reason behind that?” the Lizard Pokémon asked. "He's supposed to control space, right?" “It’s possible, but we’re not sure about that.” “I have a question,” the Treecko responded. “If the arrangement of a Mystery Dungeon keeps changing, how could we do our mission?” “The layout may change, but other things about the dungeon won’t. This includes the terrain, the kinds of items you might find, species of Pokémon you may encounter, and several other factors. And we’ve had similar missions in the past, most of which have quite successful,” Rod replied. “Wow, a Mystery Dungeon seems like a good place for an expedition,” said Charcoal. The Manectric nodded. “Yes, but just like a normal dungeon, it does have its dangers. For instance, you will find yourself getting hungrier much faster than you usually would. Also, wild Pokémon are much more hostile then normal. And that’s not all. If you should faint while in a dungeon, you could lose half your items or more. Therefore, you must always be careful and well prepared. Better safe than sorry.” “That sounds challenging,” replied Timber. “And some of the higher level dungeons are. However, I don’t think Metaneous Cave should pose much of a problem for you two, especially if you are well prepared,” the Discharge Pokémon said “Come on, I’ll show you what to pack.” …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… “Boy, this thing’s heavy!” “Look on the bright side. It’ll help make your arms stronger.” At this moment, Team Comet was in a small, grassy field. It had been a half hour since they left the guild. During that time, Timber had struggled carrying the green canvas bag that housed the team’s items and equipment. “I still don’t see why we have to bring so much into a Mystery Dungeon that’s easy to get through,” the Wood Gecko Pokémon said. “You know what Professor Rod said. ‘Better safe than sorry,’” Charcoal responded with a grin. “And I agree with him. Mystery Dungeons must be unpredictable places. You never know what could happen.” “Well this is the place.” The two Pokémon had reached Metaneous Cave. While it seemed like a regular cavern on the outside, Team Comet knew the interior was anything but. Upon entering the dungeon, that odd feeling swept over them, just as it had in the cavern the day before. “Ready Timber?” “Ready and willing, Charcoal!” “Okay, let’s do this!” the adolescent fire Pokémon cried out raising a fist in the air. The members of Team Comet both filled their lungs with oxygen, and took the plunge into their first expedition. Little did the duo know, however, that a pair of ominous eyes was watching their every move…….



Special Operative Blaire	Jul 29 2009, 12:06 PM Post #15
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Chapter 5: Shades of Forewarning Emerald green grass swayed lightly in the breeze. The last of the early morning dew rested on the many blades, gleaming in the sunlight like well-polished diamonds. The clear blue sky stretched out forever, it’s perfection never breaking. A trainquil pond was hit by the sun’s rays, turning it into nature’s own mirror. The stones scattered about the land were perfectly smooth, the result of millions of years of weathering by wind and rain. The sun shone down on the grassland, its yellow rays forming tiny spotlights as they delicately touched the ground. All this beauty was lost on the creature, however. The being, as he laid hidden deep with the depths of the black shadows, had only one thing on his mind; to catch the rebel. Bounded by his master’s rule, it was all he could do. The creature remembered well the events that lead him to where he was today. It was a dark night. Black clouds covered the moon and the stars, removing any and all illumination. Sheets of rain poured out from the thick cumulonimbus. The wind howled a mournful howl and savagely ripped through the trees. Lightning split the sky and the deep rumble of thunder could be heard for miles. The creature’s master and the soldiers had marched into a thick forest. The leader caught sight of a Pokémon resting inside a hollowed-out log that was wedged in-between two boulders. Perfect, he had thought, another member for the army. A sudden crackle of lightning had jolted the Pokémon awake. He looked straight ahead to see pairs of eyes staring at him. Several malicious, bloodthirsty eyes. But if the Pokémon was frightened, he sure didn’t show it. He had gazed at the army just as calmly as he would a forest. This pleased the leader. A Pokemon that was calm in the face of danger would no doubt be a useful solider. The creature in charge had told the Pokémon that he had great potential as a warrior for his army. However, the Pokémon did something that would be deemed unthinkable in the leader’s mind. He had resisted. The Pokémon wanted not one part in all this. The leader had tried to convince him, telling the Pokémon that he would gain fame and fortune if he would just join, but the rebel wouldn’t hear of it. He had seen through them, and knew their intentions were evil. Filled with anger at the Pokémon for turning down a chance to be in his army, the leader had decided to make him into a warrior by force. He never got a chance, though. For the rebel Pokémon had decided to have a little fun with the army, employing a little game of ‘catch me if you can.’ Like a bullet from a gun, this would-be warrior shot out of and away from the forest. The forest that had been his home. The home that had served as a safe haven for years. Oh, the army and its soldiers had tried to run him down, but it was to no avail. The last sight of the Pokémon they caught was that of him turning a corner of the forest. His fading laughter had echoed through the rain-filled sky….. The creature remembered how the leader demanded him to go-go and search for that Pokémon, to the ends of the earth if necessary. And the being had complied, as it was the only thing it could do. Suddenly, the being perked up. Resting its eyes to the left, it spotted just what it had came for. The creature, having sighted its quarry, could at last make its move. Slowly, ever so slowly, the being rose up from the depths of the dark shadows. The being was a bizarre sight. It looked like the norm only in shape, everything else entirely divergent from what was expected. The most unusual thing about the creature was this-it resembled a shadow. ................................................................................................................................................................. Metaneous Cave was a strange place. Stalagmites and stalactites jutted out form the walls, giving a feeling of disorientation. Droplets of water floated in mid-air from stalagmite to stalactite, and vice-versa. The numerous gray-brown rocks were not scattered across the floor. Instead, they took their place among the aqua-created pillars. Charcoal asked, “See anything out of place?” “This whole dungeon looks out of place if you ask me,” the Treecko beside him stated. “According to the assignment, Team Shard had discovered a strange cavern on their mission. But the entire dungeon looks strange to me!” “Boy…I wish those guys would’ve described exactly what they found,” Timber grumbled, still struggling with the heavy bag. “I think it gives us more of a challenge. I mean, if we don’t know what it looks like, we’ll have to work that much harder to find it. In turn, we will grow as explorers, because our powers of observation will grow,” the Charmander answered. “I guess that’s one way of looking at it.” Charcoal began to get excited. “You know something Timber? I think this is shaping up to be the perfect first expedition! It’s somewhat easy, but not enough where it bores you out of your skull. On the other hand, it’s not so hard that you long for something simpler, but it still does have that challenging aspect.” “Ah…I dunno….,” Timber began with a grin. “I always liked the high-risk jobs, don’t you?” Charcoal hesitated before answering. “Well….I try not to worry about the risks something possesses. If I have to take some risks to succeed at something, I’ll do it.” The Charmander passed before delivering, in a voice that was barely a whisper, “I just don’t like it when Pokémon take unnecessary risk.” The Pokémon glanced back at Timber. He hoped his last statement hand not offended the Treecko in anyway. Timber had not even heard him. With a deep sigh, Charcoal continued walking. ………………………………………………………………………………………………….. For the longest time, the two Pokémon walked, their eyes darting in all directions, in an attempt to discover the supposed secret of Metaneous Cave. It seemed futile. For no matter how hard they searched, neither Charcoal, nor Timber could spot anything out of place in an already strange dungeon. To get technical, it was Charcoal who was doing the brunt of the searching. Timber was too busy carrying the team’s bag. On and on the Treecko walked, lugging the green canvas bag every step of the way. The pack contained several items-most of them food. And speaking of which, the further Timber trekked through the dungeon, the hungrier he became. No, not just hungry. Famished, The Mystery Dungeon’s curse was quickly affecting the young grass-type, and he grew hungrier with each passing second. And if becoming quite famished wasn’t enough, the Wood Gecko Pokémon found the pack getting very heaving. No longer was the pack filled with apples, berries, and Blast Seeds. Now, it was filled with blocks of steel, lead, and bricks. Timber soon had to resort to dragging the bag across the dungeon. Foomph! Charcoal jerked his head as he sudden sound. There, his head resting on the smooth cloth of the canvas bag, lay Timber. Charcoal stared at his sprawled-out partner in disbelief. He had no idea the grass-type Pokémon was that exhausted. The pack must’ve been heavier the Charmander had realize. Then of course, there was that one Mystery Dungeon curse-the one that made a Pokémon grow hungrier much faster than usual. “Timber, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling tired?” the orange Pokémon asked. “We could’ve stopped and rested for a while. I wouldn’t have minded.” “We can’t stay!” Timber cried. “We have to complete our assignment!” Charcoal’s eyes were full of concern as he spoke. “I want to discover the secret of this dungeon just as much as you do, but if we faint we’ll be expelled from the dungeon! Then our mission would be a failure. You don’t want that, do you?” “No..I don’t….I ‘spose you’re right buddy,” Timber replied, if a little reluctantly. “We should rest. Also, I was starting to get a bit hungry.” “Alright, we can rest behind that large rock over there,” Charcoal pointed to a boulder sticking out of the wall just a few feet away. “Here, I’ll help you carry the bag.” “Why can’t we just stay here and rest?” the Treecko wondered as he picked up one end of the bag. “It’s too open here,” the Lizard Pokémon had grasped the other end. “My parents taught me this. When traveling, it’s important to find a sheltered area if you need to rest. You need to find protection from weather and wild Pokémon.” Timber gave a quick nod of understanding. “Here we are. You can put the bag down now.” “Okay Charcoal….Now….” Timber began, rubbing his hands in glee. “When do we eat?” “Right now,” Charcoal said, pulling a bright red apple from the green pack. “Yep, it’s time to dig in!” cried Timber, grabbing a second of the round fruits. The Pokémon took a bite out of the juicy apple, filling his mouth with its flavor. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… “That’s the stuff!” said Charcoal, having finished the last of his apple. “I didn’t realize I was so hungry!” “Come on! We’re not finished exploring Metaneous Cave!” Timber cried as he leapt to his feet. “Alright Timber, let’s go! And don’t worry-this time, I’ll carry the bag.” And so, Team Comet continued on their journey. At first, things went off without a hitch. But then…… “Ouch! Who did that?” Timber cried as he felt something hit him in the back of the neck. “Timber, look behind you……” Charcoal whispered. “Slowly, the adolescent green Pokémon turned his head. Behind him, a Zubat hung in the air, its four fangs gleaming in the light caused by the flame on Charcoal’s tail. Timber smiled a smile that made Charcoal feel a bit uneasy. “Ah! It seems like things are beginning to get exciting!” Timber cried out. “Here we go agai-ack!” Charcoal ducked his head just in time to avoid being dive-bombed by the Zubat. The fire-type had momentarily forgotten wild Pokémon were more aggressive in Mystery Dungeons. The bat-like Pokémon made another dive at Charcoal. This time though, the Charmander was ready. Slash! The Zubat found itself with three claw marks where its eyes would be if it had any. Clearly angry, the poison-type swooped down toward the orange Pokémon, emitting a shrill shriek. Skeeeeeeeee! That’s it Zubat, just a little closer…. Charcoal mentally encouraged the Pokémon. When the Zubat was just three feet above him, Charcoal made his move. He leapt into the air and did a single front flip. The Zubat below him felt a searing pain rush through as the Charmander’s burning tail collided with its back. The poison-type wasn’t done yet, though. It made another dive for Charcoal. The orange Pokémon tried to jump up out of the way, but had no such success. The Lizard Pokémon’s left arm was pieced by four sharp fangs. Charcoal struggled to pull the Zubat off, for he knew their bite could be poisonous. “Sheesh! Once these things latch on to something, they stay on!” Charcoal grumbled. “Maybe if I could just breath fire, I might be able to….” It was then something hit the adolescent Pokémon. “Breath fire……that’s it!” Unwillingluy pulling the Zubat along, Charcoal ran over to the canvas bag. The fire-type reached inside the pack and began to dig around. “Now where did I see that….ah ha! There they are!” From the bag, Charcoal produced a small orange, drawstring pouch. From there, he pulled out a small object. It was a tiny seed, dyed a dark orange. A strong, smoky smell escaped from it, like the kind from a smoldering campfire. A Blast Seed, that’s what it was. Charcoal recalled the words his professor had said. ‘Blast Seeds are quite the interesting item. Throw one, and it will detonate like a grenade. Eat a Blast Seed, and you will find yourself breathing fire.’ Breathing fire….that was just what Charcoal needed. Ignoring the throbbing pain in his arm, the Charmander stuck the seed in his mouth. With a single bite, his teeth broke the orange coating surrounding the seed. It was then Charcoal was met with a literal explosion of flavor. It was a spicy hot taste, like fresh chili peppers, and getting hotter by the second. Charcoal felt the heat pushing his mouth, just begging to be let out. And how could he refuse? Bright red-yellow flames escaped from the Charmander’s maw. They surrounded the Zubat, causing it to loosen its grip on Charcoal’s arm. The bat-like Pokémon slumped to the ground, several parts of its body a dark black. It lay there unmoving, too weak to get up. If there was only one word to describe how Charcoal felt about his victory, this would be it; wow! He had actually breathed fire! Sure, it wasn’t his own fire, but it just felt so great-the sensation of the heat building up in his mouth, the feel of flames escaping, it was something Charcoal wanted to experience again and again. “Wow, if that felt great, I wonder how it would feel if I performed a Flamethrower or a Fire Spin on my own merits,” Suddenly, a wave of pain shot through his arm. Charcoal cringed. “Oh right, I have more important things to think about.” The orange Pokémon gingerly examined his arm, checking for signs of a poisonous bite. He checked for discoloration around the puncture marks. Nope, the skin was still as orange as it had always been. Nor was there any tingling. Charcoal did feel a bit lightheaded, but that was most likely a result of blood loss. The fire-type once again reached into the bag. This time, he pulled out a round, bright blue Oran Berry. As he took a bite, he immediately felt its healing power working. The pain had already begun to subside, and the puncture marks had started to close up. Feeling well enough to leave, Charcoal called out to his partner. “Hey Timber, let’s go!” Timber was gone. Charcoal looked all around the cavern, trying to find a sign of the Wood Gecko Pokémon. Nothing. Charcoal threw his arms up in annoyance. “Ugh! I don’t believe this! How could Timber just-“ The Pokémon’s ranting was interrupted however, when he felt something slam into the back of his head. The fire type slammed into the ground. With a grunt, Charcoal lifted his head up, and saw not one, but two Zubat fluttering in the air above him. The duo of bat-like Pokémon then opened their mouths, and began to suck in their breaths. Charcoal suddenly felt all his energy slowly leaving his body, supped off his body in the form of an eerie green glow. “Leech Life…..” the Charmander grunted in a weakening voice. He glanced toward the canvas bag. Maybe another Blast Seed would help. The Pokémon tried to crawl over to the pack, finding it hard to move his body. Finally, it proved to be too much for the Pokémon, and he collapsed, his energy spent. “Hey, you can’t do that to Charcoal,” came a voice from above. With great force, Charcoal managed to lift his head. Through clouded eyes, he saw a light green blur on the ceiling. “Timber……? The Charmander asked in a voice that was barely a whisper. The Treecko flashed a grin at his partner. “Don’t you worry buddy, I’ll handle these guys!” Once he let go of the ceiling, Timber dived toward the Zubat. When he was a few feet from one of them, he flipped over and slammed his tail into its back. While still suspended in mid-air, Timber shot forward with a quick attack. The poison Pokémon he had hit was knocked clear out of the air and into a wall. “However, the other Zubat was not so easily defeated. With a screech, it headed toward Timber. Skeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Slam! Before he knew it, Timber had been knocked flat on his back, a dark bruise on his chest where the Zubat’s Wing Attack had connected. Not one to give up easily, however, the grass-type scampered over to the open pack near Charcoal. He reached in the bag, and pulled out two things-a Blast Seed and an Oran Berry. He rolled the latter right in front of Charcoal’s nose and held back the former for himself. “Alright pal, let’s see how you like this one!” Timber shouted, placing himself in front of the Zubat. He glanced at the orange seed in his hand. Hesitantly, he took a bite. His teeth broke the seed’s coating and then….. Timber’s mouth felt like a grenade had gone off inside it. Red hot flames began to travel up his throat, giving the Treecko a nasty feeling. He held his breath for as long as he could, as his mouth was getting charred, boiled, and steamed. He could take it anymore. It was proving too much for him. He had to let it out. Like lava from a volcano, red-orange flames erupted from Timber’s mouth. The Zubat, definitely not expecting a Treecko to perform an attack like that, was completely caught off guard. The hot fire wrapped around the poison Pokémon, sending waves of sweltering pain coursing through its body. When the blaze had died down, the Zubat was lying on its back, dark burnt marks all over its body. There was no way the bat-like Pokémon could battle anymore. “Wow Timber, that was some good thinking!” Charcoal replied. The Pokémon looked healthy and strong, thanks to the Oran Berry Timber had give him. “And thanks for helping me out back there.” “It…was…..no problem….Charcoal,” Timber responded as he violently coughed up thick black smoke. “Are you alright? Those coughs sound pretty bad.” “I’m-I’m fine,” The Treecko replied. “I just shouldn’t have held my breath when I ate that Blast Seed. Ugh! Breathing fire was not a pleasant feeling! Of course, I suppose you enjoyed it, Charcoal.” The Charmander grinned. “Let’s just say when we get back, I’m going to find someone to help me learn a few fire attacks. But first things first, we have an expedition to finish!” …………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Team Comet ran into no more trouble in Metaneous Cave. Not a single Zubat, Sandshrew, or Nincada noticed the two Pokémon as they hiked through the Mystery Dungeon. Charcoal and Timber had been walking for twenty minutes when something caught the latter’s eye. “Timber, does that cavern look unusual to you?” the fire-type had noticed a small grotto to his left. Stalagmites hung on the ceiling, and droplets of water from the conical pillar formed stalactites below. Timber shook his head. “Nope, it looks just like any old cavern to me.” “Exactly. All this time we’ve been looking for an unusual cavern, right? Well, look at this dungeon. The entire place looks like it was flipped on its side. But not that cave over there. And in this dungeon, a room like that is a bit strange. We’ve done it Timber.” “Then what are we waiting for?” the Wood Gecko Pokémon next to him asked excitedly. “Let’s check it out!” The cavern was quite a treasure trove. Fine, glistening crystals stuck out of the walls. Lustrous blue orbs had been neatly stowed away in a dark corner. Scarves in all colors had been folded in-between stalactites. Looped around said stalactites were numerous waist bands. Scattered about the cavern were many more objects, all nicely tucked in little groups. “Look at this place!” Timber yelled elatedly. “It’s a treasure trove!” Charcoal laughed. “You can say that again!” he picked up a round orb. “This thing must be worth a couple thousand Poké alone!” “And I bet those bands would look cool on us,” Timber stated, placing a few items in the canvas bag. “What are you doing?” Charcoal inquired. “Taking proof,” the grass-type answered, as he pulled a chunk of crystal from the wall. “Hmmmm….good thinking, Timber! But let’s not take too much. Just a few items will do. After all, we don’t want the back to be heavier than it already is!” Having collected a few items each, Team Comet began to search for a way out, satisfied at how well their first expedition had gone. Edited by Special Operative Blaire, Jul 29 2009, 12:07 PM.



Special Operative Blaire	Aug 15 2009, 03:52 PM Post #16
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Chapter 6: Tracked Quarry The light from the outside world welcomed the two weary Pokémon. Having spent the last four and a half hours in Metaneous Cave, Charcoal and Timber were glad to be outside. Stretching his back, Charcoal emitted a deep yawn. “Boy, that was sure tiring. The first thing I’m, going to do when we get back to the guild is take a long nap.” “Wait a sec! I thought you were going to find a Pokémon to teach you how to use fire attacks,” Timber said with a smirk. “True, I did. But I won’t learn anything if I’m asleep,” Charcoal pointed out. “Well, we could just rest here for a little while. That clump of tall grass over there should keep us hidden form wild Pokémon,” suggested Timber. Charcoal patted the Wood Gecko Pokémon on the shoulder. “Nice observation, buddy! You’re a quick learner.” Timber chuckled. “Thanks Charcoal. Now come on! We both need some rest! A little snack would do us some good, too.” ……………………………………………………………………………………. The creature smiled to himself. After waiting in the shadows for several hours, all his patience would be worth it. Silently, he crept toward his quarry. …………………………………………………………………………………… Once he had determined there was no immediate danger, Charcoal pulled back a large clump of grass. He and Timber stepped inside the sheltering wall of vegetation. The young Charmander began to unpack a couple of apples. All at once, the sound of grass rustling caught the Lizard Pokémon’s attention. “Timber,” the Charmander whispered. “Stay down while I see what’s going on. And try not to make too much noise, alright?” Timber gave a quick nod and a thumbs up, signifying he understood. Charcoal crouched down. Slowly he began to crawl toward the rustling blades. His eyes darted in all directions. The rustling sound got louder. The rapidly shaking movements of the grass got nearer and nearer. Closer, Charcoal crawled. Closer……closer……..and then……silence……… “Yaaahhhh!” The brief silence was broken by a loud yell. Charcoal and Timber gasped, not a result of the scream, but from the sight of what caused it. There, in front of the two Pokémon, was a Golduck. But something was different about this Golduck. Instead of sporting the usual blue skin, he was as black as a shadow. Every single part of his body was a shade of ebony. Only the Golduck’s eyes were the normal bright red color of his species. The Golduck locked his eyes on Timber. He spoke in a calm, firm voice. “So, we meet again, Treecko.” “Meet again?” Timber asked, puzzled. “I’ve never met you once!” “Oh but you have,” the Golduck calmly stated. Remember that night in Overgrown Forest?” That was when realization hit Timber. “Oh yeah! I remember you. Funny though, I always thought your shadow-like appearance was due to the lack of light that day. Hahahahahah! I thought I was just seeing your general shape! Hahaha!” The Golduck grinned evilly. “I can assure you that I and all the other Pokémon in the SOD Army are as black as the night sky.” “The SOD Army? What’s that?” Charcoal asked. “Silence!” the duck-like Pokémon snapped. “Hey! Nobody yells like that at my pal Charcoal!” Timber yelled defensively. “Who are you anyway?” The black Pokémon chuckled wickedly. “Why I am Cyphon. I am the Lieutenant for the SOD Army.” “What is the SOD Army? You haven’t told us that yet,” Charcoal inquired. “Silence!” Cyphon once again lashed out at Charcoal. And this time, the Golduck tried to slice the Charmander with his claws, nearly putting a gash in the Lizard Pokémon’s chest. Now Timber was angry. “Who do you think you are attacking Charcoal like that?!” “Hold on Timber. Don’t try anything you’ll regret,” the Charmander tried to reason with his partner, although he knew it was a futile attempt. “I’ll show you what happens when you mess with Team Comet!” The Treecko placed himself in front of the Golduck, and got into a fighting stance. The next time that water Pokémon tried something, Timber would be ready. Cyphon simply grinned. “You show no fear and you are eager to battle me. The Commander was right. You are SOD material.” “You still haven’t told me why you attacked my buddy Charcoal,” Timber said through gritted teeth. “It’s quite simple, really. He is not worth my time. You however, are. I have a request from the Commander.” Cyphon exclaimed. “What kind of request?” Timber asked, his green arms crossed over his chest. “I have been asked to take you to the Commander. Put simply, you’re coming with me. Once you prove yourself, of course.” The duck-like Pokémon whispered his last statement. “And what if I don’t want to?” inquired Timber. A sinister smirk showed itself on Chyphon’s face. “I’m afraid you may have no choice in the matter, Treecko,” The claws on his webbed hand outstretched, the black Pokémon lashed out at the adolescent grass-type. A Treecko’s greatest asset is its speed however, and so as a result, Timber had little trouble dodging the attack. “Impressive, very impressive,” Timber said with a smirk on his face. “But not as impressive as this!” The Wood Gecko Pokémon launched himself into a Quick Attack. Like a missile flying to its target, he dashed toward Chypon, a complacent look on his face. Just a little closer and the black Golduck would be knocked clear off his feet. Slash! Someone was knocked clear off his feet. But it wasn’t Cyphon, as Timber was the one laying on his back, a bright red gash across his chest. A sinister chuckle escaped Cyphon’s bill. “Did you really think that attack could hit me?” the duck-like Pokémon asked. Suddenly, he felt the sensation of heat on the back of his head. Being a water-type, he felt little pain, if any, but the attack sure did get his attention. The ebony-colored Pokémon turned around to see flames from a Blast Seed erupting from Charcoal’s mouth. “You do realize I’m a water-type, don’t you, Charmander?” Cyphon asked, an unamused look on his face. “Yes I do,” Charcoal answered. “But that doesn’t mean fire can’t harm you!” The young Charmander headed toward the black Golduck, claws outstretched and ready to slash. Without warning however, Cyphon launched a Water Gun at Charcoal. The horizontal geyser hit the flame on the fire-type’s tail, causing it to shine unsteadily. And that was just the beginning. Cyphon dashed in the direction of the Charmsnder, his forehead emitting a white glow. With a well place Zen Headbutt, the Golduck slammed into Charcoal’s chest, knocking him flat on his back. Charcoal’s head hit the ground- hard. “Hey Cyphon!” Timber shouted from behind the Golduck. Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” the Treecko raced toward the water-type Pokémon. “Like your shadow!” Timber leaped into the air. As he sailed down toward Cyphon, he began to twist his body, his tail primed to pound the black Golduck. “Ha! You think a simple Pound attack can defeat me?” Cyphon asked as a dark purple glow surrounded his right hand. “You think wrong!” Like a bolt of lightning, the Golduck moved his webbed claws it a wide arc, performing a perfect Shadow Claw. The light green flesh on the side of Timber’s body was ripped off as the attack connected. The Treecko uttered only one cry of anguished pain before he landed at Cyphon’s feet. A smirk a satisfaction showed itself on Cyphon’s bill, as the black Golduck looked at two injured Pokémon. Several feet away from him, lay an unconscious Charcoal. Bluish-black bruises were spread out all around his body, and a massive lump had formed on the back of his head. The Charmander’s once blazing tail flame had been reduced to a small ember, its tip sending out a trail of wispy, white steam. And then there was Timber. Two long and deep gashes stretched across his chest and side, both wounds a bright red. Many more cuts and bruises were scattered about his body, the results of falls he had taken from being knocked around. The Treecko’s thick tail, normally held high and proud, lay limply behind him. Timber stared hard at Cyphon, the resentment in his yellow eyes unsuccessfully hiding the young Pokémon felt. You didn’t land even one attack on my person, Treecko, not a single one. Cyphon thought. You are not yet ready to be a warrior of the SOD Army, as you did not pass the test. You still have a long way to go. But soon, very soon….. The water-type never finished his thought, opting instead to turn and head back where he came from. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… A searing pain shot through Charcoal’s body, as he slowly regained consciousness. With some effort, he managed to pull himself up into a standing position. He saw Timber nearby and, carrying a few Oran Berries he had just pulled from the bag, walked over to his partner. Timber was on his hands and knees. His unblinking golden eyes conveyed a sense of anger and disgrace, as he stared at the horizon, waiting for Cyphon to come back. He wanted to settle the score. It was Charcoal who broke him from his trance. The fire-type stood in front of the Treecko, his leathery arm outstretched. Two bright blue Oran Berries were what he held in his claws. “Take these,” he spoke. “They’ll help your wounds heal faster.” Silently, Timber took the berries, his trance-like stare gone. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… A barren plot of land had taken its place on the northern part of Cobalt City. A flat stone approximately the size of a football field was slowly moving in a southward direction, leaving a deep fissure in its wake. Dusk emerged from the opening. The Umbreon, after letting his eyes adjust to the mid-morning light, preceded to begin his daily stroll. He made his way along the trail, taking in the sights as he walked. Including one in particular………. There, slowly limping toward the guild, was Team Comet. Both Charcoal and Timber were trying to support each other, as they walked lamely up the trail. Dusk, with a concerned look on his face, quickly broke into a run. He stopped right in front of the young apprentices. “What happened to you both?” “It’s…it’s a long and painful story…,” Charcoal said softly. “I understand. When you’re ready, I’ll be around,” the dark-type Pokémon replied. He paused for a brief moment. “You really should have those wounds looked at. The infirmary is on the top floor, fifth room from the left.” “We’ll do that,” Charcoal said with a nod. He managed to force a crooked smile as he continued speaking. “Our first expedition was a success.” “I had a feeling it would be,” Dusk responded, wearing a similar grin on his face. This whole time, Timber had not said a word, nor had he made any eye-contact with Charcoal and Dusk. That same unblinking, incensed stare had returned and only one thing ran through the Treecko’s rage-stricken mind; Next time, next time he would settle the score.



Special Operative Blaire	Sep 3 2009, 11:07 AM Post #17
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Chapter 7: Mysteries Overshadowed. Neither Charcoal, nor Timber were aware of how long they had slept. Both Charmander and Treecko opened their eyes, thinking they had closed them only a brief moment ago. Neither Pokémon realized that they had slept ‘till mid-afternoon. The infirmary where the two were was a vast and busy place. Several hundred wooden beds were neatly scattered in the many rooms, their cotton filled mattresses well-kept and comfortable. Wooden shelves had been nailed into the white painted-coated walls rock walls. Placed on said shelves had been several vials of medicines-all made from substances ranging from berries to herbs. Doctors and nurses made their way through the sanatorium, some calmly, others in a hurried haste. Charcoal and Timber were in the ninth room, lying in the seventh and eighth beds, respectfully, out of nine. Charcoal gazed up at the ceiling, recalling the day’s events, especially the team’s battle with Cyphon the Golduck. Something…something was not right with Timber after that fight. It seemed like he was in some kind of trance. I guess that beating he received must’ve really hurt his pride. And when I first met him, I could tell he had a lot of that! But…something else has been bugging me. It seemed like… “Timber?” “Yeah Charcoal?” “About that Golduck, Cyphon. You and he acted as if you knew each other from somewhere.” Timber grinned, his yellow eyes never leaving the ceiling, as he launched into his tale. “You see Charcoal, it’s like this. Before I met you, I lived in a place called Overgrown Forest. It was the perfect place for a tree-dweller like me. And I’m not stressing the word ‘perfect’ just for the fun of it, ya know? It was great! Trees everywhere! I mean, you couldn’t take even one step without nearly hitting a branch.” “Sounds kind of crowded to me,” Charcoal remarked. “Maybe to a land-dwelling Pokémon like yourself. But to a Treecko, it was home!” Timber continued. “And some of those trees were huge, with big, thick limbs. My favorite was a huge oak in the eastern part of the forest. The limbs were twisted in strange ways, for reasons I don’t know. Every week, me and my friends would hang out there.” The Treecko began to chuckle. “You wouldn’t believe all the crazy things we would do.” The grass-type let out a long sigh before continuing, “It all happened one stormy night. I had been sleeping, when a clap of thunder woke me up. Right in front of me was a whole group of Pokémon. Now, they were very hard to see because, well, the night was dark, and so were they. I did manage to make out the silhouette of a Golduck.” “Cyphon.” Timber nodded. “That’s right. As well as a few other Pokémon. I also saw that this one Pokémon was much larger than the others.” “Do you have any idea what kind of Pokémon it was?” asked Charcoal. “Not a clue,” the Wood Gecko Pokémon replied, shaking his head. “Except...I did see something that looked like horns on the top of his head.” Charcoal thought for a moment. “Hmm, we’ll have to look into that later,” he replied. “Then what happened?” “The large Pokémon asked me to a solider for their army or something,” Timber answered, waving his hand in a couple of circles. “And you didn’t want to join,” the Charmander correctly guessed. “What made you decline?” Timber scrunched his face. Something…something was just not right about them. It was almost like I could tell that they were up to no good. Boy, when I said ‘no’, the leader got reeeaally mad. Ya wanna hear what I did next?” the Treecko asked, a mischievous grin working its way across his face. “Do I?” the Lizard Pokémon asked uneasily. Timber chuckled. “I’ll tell ya anyway. I decided to play a little game with them” “You mean like hide-and-seek?” “Something like that. So then, I raced out of the forest as fast as my legs could carry me, laughing all the way! Hahaha! And that morning I bumped into you.” Charcoal had just one more thing to ask his partner. “Say Timber…what did you think about our expedition?” “Can I say that Team Comet is going to go down in history as one of the greatest exploration teams that ever lived? Our first expedition and we succeeded! Oh, and don’t worry about that old Cyphon. Next time, we’ll beat ‘im! You just wait and see, Charcoal!” Charcoal sighed. At least now Timber was acting like his old self. That was a good sign. The sound of footsteps stopped their conversation then and there. A Mightyena had walked into the room, wearing a white lab coat. See carefully looked over the two Pokémon lying in the beds, “It seems you both have healed quite nicely,” she stated. “That’s good. You are free to go.” Thank you nurse,” Charcoal replied with a polite nod, before sliding of his bed. “But before you go, Professor Rod wanted me to give you these.” Inside the Mightyena’s paw were two gold coins. A symbol resembling that of the letter ‘P’ had been etched into the round currency. “Two-hundred Poke for a job well done.” “Wow...thanks!” Timber said, as the coins were dropped into his hand. “Think nothing of it,” the Mightyena replied. “Want some advice though?” she asked. “Sure,” Timber answered, nodding his head. The wolf-like Pokémon smiled sweetly. “I would recommend you to open an account at the Cobalt City bank. That money adds up faster than you would think.” “Thanks for the suggestion,” said Charcoal. “We’ll get right on it.” “But first,” the Mightyena began, “You should have dinner.” Timber and Charcoal stared at each other with a look that can be described as one of disbelief mixed with a dose of shock. “Dinner?!” …………………………………………………………………………………………… The cafeteria was an expansive area. Several well-constructed tables had been laid out in neat little rows, their wooden tops having been sanded and polished to a smooth and glossy luster. At least five lines were trailing through the room, the Pokémon inside waiting both tolerantly and anxiously. Several baskets were behind designated tables, and each bin was filled to the brim with an array of delectable provisions. Team Comet was fortunate to be towards the front of a line. They quickly got their food and took their place at one of the tables. Their wood trays were full of apple slices, berries, chestnut stuffing, a glass of berry juice, and even an intelligence-granting gummi. “You must be Team Comet.” Timber and Charcoal lifted their heads to see a Pikachu seating himself on the bench across from theirs. He seemed just like any other member of his species, except for one small detail. Where most Pikachu would have solid black ear tips, his were broken by a thin band of yellow fur around the middle. “That would be us!” Timber shouted with pride, his chest out. “I’m Static,” the Electric Mouse Pokémon replied. “The leader of Team Stormrider. We’re fellow classmates.” He extended a paw out to Team Comet. “I’m Charcoal, and this is my partner Timber,” the Lizard Pokémon replied, returning Static’s handshake. “Glad to meetcha,” Timber said, giving the Pikachu his thumbs up of approval. “Same here,” Static said. “I’ve never seen a Pikachu like you,” Charcoal observed. “With the black of the ear tips broken like that, I mean.” “Pretty cool, huh?” the Electric Mouse Pokémon replied. “Makes me feel special.” “Have you had those markings since you were born, or since you evolved?” Timber questioned, taking a bite out of a Rawst Berry. “They just appeared suddenly when I became a Pikachu,” Static replied. “And they’re the reason why he won’t evolve,” explained an unknown voice. An adolescent Pacharisu had just entered the conversation. “Hey Hazel, come over here!” Static called to the Electric Squirrel Pokémon, motioning for her to come and sit with them, waving his hands rapidly. “Guys, this is my teammate, Hazel. Hazel, this is Charcoal and Timber of Team Comet,” after the Pikachu introduced everyone, he leaned toward the Charmander and the Treecko and whispered, “She’s right, you know. I wouldn’t evolve for anything. These markings are here to stay!” “So you’re Team Comet,” Hazel commented, as she sat down next to Static. “I heard your first expedition went well. Good job. Except for the part where you came back to the guild in bad shape.” “Oh yeah…that…” Charcoal said quietly, looking down at his half-eaten gummi. “We had some…difficulties…So, how did your mission go?” the young Charmander inquired. “It went well,” Static answered, taking a sip of juice. “Hazel and I were supposed to find an item someone lost.” “We had a slight run in with an annoying group of Pidgey,” the Pacharisu next to him stated. “But it was nothing a few well-aimed electric attacks couldn’t handle.” Timber stared at his remaining food. “Hmmm….” “What’s wrong, Timber?” Charcoal asked, noticing the look on his partner’s face. “I’ve always though gummis were hard to find. But everyone in the cafeteria has one! Not that that bothers me, mind you. They are delicious! You can’t deny that!” “Oh that,” Static began explaining. “In truth, gummis aren’t really all that difficult to find. However, they tend to be in the tougher-ranked Mystery Dungeons, so that’s why you don’t see them very often. The guild only offers them during certain occasions.” “Wait a minute…” Hazel piped up. “From what I hear, there is another use for the gummis.” Static’s left eyebrow rose. “Really? And what would that be?” The squirrel-like Pokémon laughed. “Don’t ask me! I have no clue about that. You’ll have to ask some other Pokémon.” This conversation went on for the better part of an hour. Finally, Static jumped up out of his bench, his black eyes as wide as saucers, “Shoot! I was enjoying our talk so much, I completely forgot that we had to run an errand after dinner! Hazel, why didn’t you remind me?” the Pikachu asked his teammate. “Why didn’t you remind me?” the squirrel-like Pokémon retorted. Static’s eyes darted of in all directions, like a ping pong ball during an intense game. “Um...sorry to cut our conversation short guys, but…” “Nah, don’t worry about it, Static,” Charcoal replied. “Timber and I enjoyed talking with you nonetheless, and if you have anything important to do, by all means, do it!” “Wow, thanks! I…I guess this is bye for now,” the young Pikachu stated. Hazel nodded, a smile spreading across her white-furred face. “I suppose it is.” “We’ll be seeing ya!” Timber shouted, giving a thumbs up, while Charcoal gave Team Stormrider a friendly wave good-bye, as the Electric Mouse, and the Electric Squirrel Pokémon dashed off hurriedly, yellow and white blurs in a rainbow collage. …………………………………………………………………………………………… A tall stone staircase extended from the top floor, the pathway to the world’s outer surface. Burning fire gave off a string of subdued illumination-fire from the touches, and from the flame on Charcoal’s tail. He and Timber trudged up the granite steps, their legs growing weary. Finally, they reached the stairs’ zenith. “Timber, you go on to the bank without me,” Charcoal told him, fidgeting nervously with his claws. “There’s something I have to do.” “Ah! Are you finally going to find someone to teach you those fire attacks you’ve been wanting to learn since we were in Metaneous Cave?” Timber asked, a wide grin swelling across his face. “Not exactly,” the fire-type answered, shaking his head Timber’s mouth twisted at the corners, as if he wasn’t sure whether he should smile of frown. “Suit yourself,” he said simply. The Treecko then turned his attention to a quartet of Steelix standing side by side. “Okay guys, I’m ready!” The four steel-type Pokémon gave the grass-type a quick nod and went to work. They were the guild’s sentries. It their job to let Pokémon in, provided they use the correct password, and out of the guild. The foursome each clamped their great jaws over a square stone that was jutting out of the wall. Slithering backwards, the Steelix pulled the flat, rectangular slab partially out of its carved in slot. Light filtered in the formally dark room, growing in luminosity with every haul. The gateway to the outside world had been opened. Timber gave a friendly wave to his Charmander friend, before darting up the steps, and into the welcoming light. When he saw the Wood Gecko Pokémon leave his field of vision, Charcoal turned and began walking. Ever since dinner, something had been bothering the young Pokémon. It was a nauseous feeling, like the kind that comes with stage fright. The sensation ran down from his throat, all the way the dark pit of his stomach. The Lizard Pokémon wasn’t quite sure what was exactly causing it, but he did have a pretty good idea. He was hoping that taking a stroll through the guild would make him feel better. ……………………………………………………………………………………………… As he walked, Charcoal took in the sights of the guild. Along with the infirmary, and the registration room, several other areas made up the top floor. Three large rooms, each with a wood plaque that had the words ‘Advanced Class’ in perfect Unownscribe carved into them were lined up side by side. Charcoal stopped to gaze at the trio of rooms. Wow…to think, one day, that’ll be me and Timber in one of those rooms. I can’t wait for that! He thought with a chuckle. The young Charmander soon resumed his stroll. His legs carried him to an area with multiple crew rooms, not unlike the one his Team was staying at. Wooden beds had been placed inside, their soft mattresses full of the wool of Mareep. Nailed into the rock walls were wooden shelves and knobs, made for the purpose of placing or hanging important articles on. Charcoal’s self initiated tour soon carried him near a place he wasn’t allowed to enter, except under special circumstances. The Guild Master’s Chamber. The orange fire-type marveled at the giant double doors, made of thick bolted steel, instead of the usual wood and rock, and polished to fine sheen. He wondered just what was behind this facade, hidden away from the rest of the world. He didn’t even know what kind of Pokémon the Guild Master was! All he could tell was this; He or she must be very important, possibly near legendary status! …………………………………………………………………………………………… The middle floor was next on Charcoal’s mind list. He went past the cafeteria, and towards the three ‘Intermediate Class’ rooms. There wasn’t much difference between them and the Beginner or Advance Class rooms. Still, the thought of one day being in one of those rooms, excited Charcoal. “Hmm?” Charcoal stole a quick glance toward a door near the crew rooms. Upon closer inspection, could the Charmander see ‘Civilization Center’ etched in its stilted tablet. ‘Civilization Center?’ he thought. I wonder what this is for. Charcoal sauntered up to the door, and pressed the side of his orange head to the smooth wood. He could hear shouts of wild excitement coming from inside, mixed in with a gentle, ‘Calm down.” The Charmander shrugged nonchalantly. I can’t tell what this place is. Now, I don’t want to disturb anyone inside, so I’ll just have to ask someone later. Next, Charcoal ambled over to what was unmistakably the largest room in the entire Cobalt City Exploration Guild-the Meeting Hall. Four majestic pillars, one for each corner, had been carved out of the most optimum of marble, their white radiances catching each other’s. Rows upon rows of well assembled wooden benches formed a faultless semi-circle, the seats in a variety of sizes, built that way to accommodate the vast sizes of Pokémon themselves. A round stage faced the benches, its closed curtains having been made from the silk of Beautifly. Truly the Meeting Hall was a sight to behold. Wow! However built this sure knew what they were doing! Charcoal thought in respectful awe. If it looks cool empty, how cool will it look when the entire guild’s Pokémon are here? ……………………………………………………………………………………………… Last, but certainly not least, was the guild’s bottom level. It was here that the Beginner’s Class rooms, the Mission Chamber, and several other crew rooms, one of which belonged to Team Comet, were. But it was none of these rooms that caught Charcoal’s sapphire eyes. No, what averted his gaze was a simple door with a plaque featuring an etching in classic Unownscribe. It featured the word, ‘Dojo’ on that tablet. Hmmm…I still want to learn those fire attacks…Maybe…maybe a quick lesson wouldn’t hurt… Hesitantly, Charcoal extended a clawed hand, his fingers trembling ever so slightly, the kind where a person has to get really up close to see, in both anticipation, and apprehensiveness. The tips of the Charmander’s claws had just connected with the wooden surface of the door when… “Ah, there you are Charcoal. I see that you’re feeling better.” In a rush of adrenaline, Charcoal nearly leaped out of his skin in sheer alarm. Like lightning, he twisted his body around, so that he was facing the owner of the voice that surprised him so. “Dusk!? What are you doing here?” It was at that moment that something crossed the bewildered Charmander’s mind. “Wait a minute…what are you doing here? What have you been doing here?” The Moonlight Pokémon in front of him laughed. “I was wondering when you would ask that question. I run my own little exploration team, Team Eon-consisting of my two sisters and me. I graduated from this guild a few years ago, but I find myself coming back here all the time. It’s a good place to get missions, you know?” “Oh, so that’s why. Thanks for explaining,” Charcoal said. “But can ask you something else?” “Sure.” “Why do…” Charcoal struggled not to word his statement offensively. “Why do Eevee and their evolutions use the word ‘Eon’ in naming things?” “Hmm….never thought about that,” the Umbreon answered, tapping his head with a paw. “It’s always been a tradition among Eon Pokémon, I guess.” “Interesting. Hey Dusk, there’s something I’d like to ask you. But first, I’d better give you a little background.” With that, Charcoal launched into his story-how they succeeded in their mission, how they were ambushed by Cyphon, how the Golduck defeated them. The dark-type Pokémon sitting in front of the Charmander listened inventively, sometimes giving an understanding nod. “What I want to know,” Charcoal asked, having finished his tale, “Is this; what is the SOD Army?” ‘SOD…’ Just hearing that name caused Dusk’s muscles to tense up tightly, and a shiver to run down his spine, like the autumn breeze through the forest. “’SOD’ is short for ‘Shadows of Darkness.’ It is a group of sinister Pokémon, bent on wreaking havoc and mayhem. They make their home in the shadows of Shieldstone Ridge, just north of the Slatehelm Mountains.” “Whoa…” Charcoal whispered softly, a worried look on his face. “They have been doing this for at least two years. Ever wonder why you need a password to get in the guild? It’s because of them. We don’t want any suspicious characters coming here. But believe it or not, the soldiers of the SOD Army used to be good, law-abiding Pokémon, just like you and me.” “Really?!” Charcoal asked incredulity. “Nah! That can’t be! Why would any Pokémon want to be an evil villain?” “I can’t answer that Charcoal,” the black-furred Pokémon admitted. “However, only a few warriors actually chose to become so. The rest…became so by force.” “Force? How?” “Their very free will was taken away.” Dead silence moved over the room, like someone had gone and surrounded it with soundproof glass. “Their-their free will?” Charcoal repeated, breaking the stillness of noise. “You mean their very spirit? That was taken away from them?” The slow and melancholy nodding of the Umbreon’s head was all Charcoal needed to have his question answered. “As near as I can tell, the members of the Shadows of Darkness Army go around, searching for Pokémon to recruit. Once they find one, that Pokémon has to pass a little initiation test to see if they are worthy of being part of the SOD Army.” “What kind of test?” “I’m afraid I don’t have an answer to that. From what I’ve heard from Pokémon that ran into them, the SOD warriors never say what the test exactly is.” “Oh…” The Umbreon cleared his throat. “Ahem, to continue…When a Pokémon passes the initiation test, the Shadows of Darkness Army uses some unknown force to…bring out the dark side of that Pokémon, turning them evil in the process.” “What causes their bodies to turn black?” Charcoal questioned, scratching his head. “Hmmm...It has to do with the process that turns them evil in the first place. Some sort of chemical reaction, I would wager. Their genetic code may just receive a slight fluke. But that’s just a theory. But we do know that the blackening of skin and fur gives meaning to their name.” “Because they look like shadows.” “Exactly. And everything except the eyes turns black. Even your tail flame would if you should happen to end up a soldier for the SOD Army, Charcoal.” ‘A soldier for the SOD Army…’just the mere thought made Charcoal shudder. “Boy, oh boy…I sure hope nothing like that ever happens to me!” “And hopefully it won’t,” said Dusk, placing a paw around the Charmander’s shoulder. In his mind, Charcoal recounted what he and Dusk had discussed. And as the wheels of his psyche turned slowly, but surely a thought formed in his mind. A horrifying, gut-retching thought… “Timber!” Like a flame blazing suddenly and without warning, Charcoal came alive. The Lizard Pokémon raced past Dusk, causing the Umbreon to recoil in alarm. “Charcoal? Charcoal?!” The Moonlight Pokémon hurried towards the stairs, but he was too late-Charcoal had vanished. Vanished up those limestone steps. Dusk let out a befuddled sigh, curious of what force possessed the Charmander to dash out of the room hastily like that. Charcoal zipped up the stairway, like a bullet from a gun. Only one single, solitary thought swam around in the pool that was his consciousness. I’ve got to warn Timber! I have to! Before…before they get to him! …………………………………………………………………………………………. A murky gloom spread itself across the terrain, casting a baleful black shade as it deftly weaved its way through the landscape. Barren plateaus, carved out of the mountain side by wind and rain long ago, formed stairways down the precipices. Scattered across those desolate elevations of dull russet ground were numerous outcroppings of rocks, every boulder and every pebble just as lifeless and bland as the entirety of the landscape. That land known simply as…Shieldstone Ridge. Cyphon the Golduck ran, his smooth black skin blending almost perfectly with the shadow cast by the walls of the cliff side. The webbed-footed Pokémon made his way up the many plateaus, his breathing escalating from exhaustion. Finally, he reached the very pinnacle of the ridge, before his burning lungs had the chance to burst. He took a moment to catch his breath. “Lieutenant Cyphon reporting in, O Great Commander Eclipse.” the water-type called out, performing a salute of utmost respect. “Ah! Cyphon. I have been expecting you.” An imposing Tryanitar, rock-hard skin just as dark-colored as the Golduck which stood in front of him, stood atop a large stone slab. Most Pokémon would feel severely intimidated by Eclipse’s vary presence. Cyphon, however, was used to the dark-type Pokémon, and so calmly addressed him. “I have found that Treecko you wanted.” “Excellent, ex-cell-ent. And did he pass our little test?” Had Cyphon a smidgeon of his free will left, he would be laughing out loud. However, the force of power that caused him to become a SOD warrior was its strongest when in the Commander’s presence. “I regret to inform you that he didn’t even come close, Commander.” “Ah, no matter. All he needs…is a little training. Ivan! Violet!” From around the corner of a boulder came an Ivysaur and a Weavile. Both Pokémon looked like quite the soldiers, as they approached Eclipse in a composed yet powerful manner. “You’ve summoned us, O’ Great Commander Eclipse?” Violet the Weavile bowed at the waist in a sign of respect. “Ah yes,” the Tryanitar nodded. “Do you remember that Treecko from a few nights ago?” “You mean the one we met in the Overgrown Forest?” Ivan the Ivysaur asked, tilting his head. “Yes we do.” “Good. Very good. Here’s what I want you to do,” the dark-hued commander began. “I want you both to go-go and find that Treecko. Give him the Shadows of Darkness initiation test. See if he is worthy of being a warrior. Understand?” “Yes sir, Commander!” the Weavile and Ivysaur responded, saluting their leader. With that, the two Pokémon dashed off, the black shadows of Shieldstone Ridge concealing them. “Very commendable Commander,” Cyphon said. “But do you really think the Treecko is cut out to be a warrior in your great and wondrous army?” Eclipse, his back turned, looked at the duck-like Pokémon through the corners of his eyes. “Yes I do, Lieutenant. And when this phrase is at last complete, well…” The black Tryanitar never finished his statement. But Cyphon, that clever Golduck, could tell that wicked, malicious thoughts were swimming around the pool contained deep within his master’s mind.



Master Element	Sep 5 2009, 12:16 PM Post #18
Before perfection, ME existed. Posts: 2,335 Group: S-Rank Hero Member #3,865 Joined: November 24, 2007 Gender: Male Favorite System: Playstation 3 Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic & The Black Knight Current Mood: ME ME ME ME ME ME ME Wii Friend Code: 00110100101000000100111101001010112	Never been a big fan of pokemon, but Ive been surprised by some pokemon related things, this being one of em, pretty good stuff you got here blaire. I'll try to get through it all eventually.
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Special Operative Blaire	Sep 5 2009, 12:21 PM Post #19
I know how recruiting. Posts: 9,768 Group: RP Knights Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Favorite System: Wii Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic Unleashed Current Mood: =D Wii Friend Code: 0933 0520 3004 2096	Hey thanks Horde! So what was it that surprised you about my fanfic?



Master Element	Sep 5 2009, 12:29 PM Post #20
Before perfection, ME existed. Posts: 2,335 Group: S-Rank Hero Member #3,865 Joined: November 24, 2007 Gender: Male Favorite System: Playstation 3 Favorite Sonic Game: Sonic & The Black Knight Current Mood: ME ME ME ME ME ME ME Wii Friend Code: 00110100101000000100111101001010112	The story is nice, the characters are fun and I always like pokemon that arent constantly blabbering their names.
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