A little love, and fire

[Nero]

Back outside, from spending the night in the Pokemon Center, Nero was refreshed. He still hid himself from the light of the day as he lazed down an alleyway, leaning back against the wall. He sighed softly, looking down at what his Caterpie had become. A cute little buggy that even he could tolerate- hey, it scared chicks, so it wasn't that bad to keep around. Senor was nothing more than a hush with eyes, now...and an ugly, shiney shade of green. Nero tapped it with the toe of his boot, scowling. "Meta. Pod." It told him, but he already knew that. His pokedex had told him. He rolled his eyes and slumped down onto the dirty ground. What did he care, anyway? It was just dirt...

Chrono sat next to him, looking wisely around, his tail flame burning hot next to Nero. He didn't need the flame, as he had many layers on- had his heritage not included some mexican in it, he would have been pale as the white horse Death was said to ride on, due to his all-the-time-wearing of the trench coat. Chrono didn't seem to notice, though, as he was honing his skills.

Banshee was walking down the Alley, staying in sight as she investigated new sights and smells. Her ears were constantly perked, her wings furled tightly, and her stance cautious. She'd been in cities before, and she knew the kind of horrible people that lived there...

And lastly, the new arrival, that Eevee. He was fast asleep on Nero's lap, fluffy tail and all. Every so often, Nero would raise an hand to stroke his soft fur, wordlessly.

[Nero]

Suddenly, Nero remembered the pokeball he had in his pocket, the one that he had no clue what was inside. He jumped up, startled the Eevee who was thrown off of his lap and darted off a few paces before realizing that nothing was wrong. Slowly, calmly, Rafael returned to his trainer, and sat at his feet. Unlike Banshee, the little fluffy thing seemed perfectly content to be owned. Banshee was still a little iffy about the whole thing, and had snarled at Raffy when he'd come too close. Charmeleon looked up from where he sat quietly, watching his owner with a curious gaze. Nothing made Nero jump like that; Nero was a rather calm individual all the time. He watched and waited, hoping something interesting would happen. Metapod just sat there, blinking his large eyes, not offering his two cents for the world.

Nero pulled out the pokeball and released whatever creature was inside it. The red light deposited the pokemon on the dirt beside the group, and Nero eyed the growing shape curiously. He was sure he'd like it, whatever it was. He liked this sort of job; training pokemon. Maybe he would go for collecting, as well as world domination.... But the pokemon that he had released was a strange watery-blue color... and yet, it had flames outlining it. A Ponyta, said his Pokedex. A special blue one, and at level eight.... The Ponyta nickered at him, and he was entranced. The perfect name: the water angel from a book; Jibril.

[Nero]

The Ponyta reared suddenyl, letting out a whinny. It was free! It felt like running, and there was nothing really holding it back, so it did just that. It ran down the alleyway, until it came to a sudden halt at the dead end. It couldn't just up and fly over three stories of brick, now, could it? But, suddenly feeling cornered, it tried. It reared, and slammed against the wall a few times, trying to free herself.

By now, Nero had recalled Raffy- let the little pokemon sleep, he figured- and was carrying Senor under his arm, running after Jibril. Banshee and Chrono were close on his heels, but Banshee was smaller and faster, and got there first. She barked and growled at the Ponyta, making fun of her behavior, which only made the pony pokemon more stressed, and she redoubled her efforts against the wall. Nero finally got caught up, and went right up to the beast. He'd never seen one of these before, and, of course, had no clue how to treat it... WHAM! He got kicked right in the shoulder.

[Nero]

Nero stumbled back. "Gah!" His hand went to his shoulder, which would surely bruise, though there was no blood. "Why, you little..." He scowled at the Ponyta, who, upon seeing what she had done, had calmed down a bit. She nickered softly, and walked over, meaning to sniff at his shoulder, but he shoved her away. Banshee sat at her heels, growling and nipping at them. By now, the little Houndour was beginning to feel a bond with her owner, and this beast had hurt him! She nipped sharply at Ponyta's flank, not exactly an attack, but enough to mae Jibirl freak again. She tossed her flaming head this way and that, lashing out with her heels, which Banshee promptly dodged. Chrono, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky... With a growl, he grabbed hold of one of the flying legs, and held on with his claws. Trapped and off balanced, the Ponyta dropped to the ground on her side, with a cry.

Metapod hopped from Nero's arms, freaked out by this insanity, and meant to go find a hiding place. But he didn't get so far before he, too, was cauhgt in the brawl. But the fire hurt him more, and he felt himself losing more health by the second.

[Nero]

Nero ignored the throbbing pain in his shoulder, and went after his pokemon. He grabbed Banshee first, as she was the smallest, and dragged her from the group. As he went by, he grabbed Chrono's tail, too, and tugged him away from Jibril. It was rather hard, as Chrono tried digging his claws into the ground, but Nero didn't give up until both fire pokemon were seated some distance away from Jibril. "You guys are all supposed to be friends!" he growled, looking from one to the other. Chrono looked down, shamed that heh ad made his master annoyed with him, and silently he swore not to do it again. Banshee, however, looked aloof. She had her head tilted back, looking at the noontime sky, her wings folded against her sides as if nothing had happened at all. Nero sighed, told them to stay, and went to Jibril and his Metapod.

Senor was weakened severely, and just to be safe, Nero recalled him into his pokeball. He sighed, turning his attention next to Ponyta, who was up and standing now, though she looked a little beat up to. He decided a quick trip to the Poke Center would be best. So he recalled all of his pokemon, and set off.

[Nero]

Back in the alley, Nero relaxed. The pokemon had been fine on the way over here, and it seemed that peace would continue. He picked up his Metapod, and kept it under his arm. He hoped the thing would hatch, or whatever, and evolve into the next stage...this one was basically useless. He carried it down the path, and set it against the wall. "Meta. Metapod," it told him, his voice deep. Nero patted it on the head, then turned to the others. Jibril had kept right behind him, so that her nose was on his shoulder at all times. He rubbed her nose gently, slowly getting used to the large creature. He was used to little things, by now... "How's about you give me a ride, eh?" he asked her, moving over to her back. He hopped on her back, clinging to her neck.

Banshee hopped up on top of a closed trash can lid, and laid down to take a nap. She didn't seem to mind the smell coming from underneath her, but Chrono did. He kept a good distance betwen himself and her, deciding to go sit next to Senor.

[Nero]

Jibril balked, not used to having someone on her back. She reared, startled, and when she hit the ground again, it was only to send her hindquarters into this air. Nero had no clue what to do, other than hold on for his life. He gritted his teeth, not making a sound, his grip tight around Jibril's neck. She rocked back and forth in this fashion a few more times, then she took off down the path, towards the dead end. Nero kept his eyes focused on what was ahead, when suddenly he realized he wasn't burning. Flmes leapt up all around him, on Ponyta's back, but... he felt nothing. He wondered why, and the distraction caused him to loosen his grip, thus- he went tumbling down and hit the ground hard, with a "Ooomf!"

Chrono got up and ran over to his master, hoping he was alright. He'd get that Ponyta...! He growled, and headed for it, but Nero grabbed his arm and shook his head. "Hey, punk, don't worry about it... It's alright." Nero climbed to his feet, and stood, shakily, by Chrono. The wind was knocked out of him, but he was alright.

Banshee looked up when she heard the crash, and watched with interest, annoyed that she'd missed the fun part. Someone needed to wake her up when something interesting was going on! She hopped down from her pertch, and landed next to Metapod, who tried his hardest to get away from her. And then he saw something that made him go cold.

[Wild Pokemon]

((level 16))

A pair of large eyes glinted in the dark corner of a windowsill looking out into the alley. A tiny yellow beak was all that could be seen, and it would make it obvious this was a bird pokemon. It didn't make a sound, only watched quietly. It noticed that a Metapod had seen him, the stupid giant cocoon. It leered at him, until he felt the fear eminating from the pokemon. Then, and only then, did he hop forward. Sure, these were all much bigger than he, but they didn't have the prodigious powers he did, now, did they?

[Nero]

Metapod was getting freaked out. That...creepy thing was looking right at him! He tried hopping away, but he moved oh so slowly...If the pokemon attacked, there'd be no way he could escape in time! "Meta. Pod. Meta. Metapod. Meta." He said a part of his name each time he hopped, hoping someone or something would notice, but it seemed that no one did. Apparently, Nero was still dazed, and the others were focused on Nero...

Nero stood up, groaning. He felt bruised all over, but he wasn't going to let this get the better of him! He walked over to Jibril, scowling and cursing with each breath. He managed to get to the pokemon, and nearly collapse over her neck. "Why'd'ya have ta go 'n do that?" he muttered, letting himself catch his breath against her. Jibril had calmed, and nosed Nero's shoulder again, whinnying. She hadn't meant to hurt him- again! She tried her best to hug him, to apologize, but she only earned a groan from him again.

Banshee was the first to notice the newest arrival. She growled low in her throat, her wings spreading wide to look itimidating. Chrono was drawn to her by the commotion, and he rushed forward, seeing Nero's prized cacoon sitting there, in the line of fire! He spat an Ember attack at the Natu.

[Wild Pokemon]

The Natu flapped its little wings, and hopped away. It hopped a million times better than it flew- and thus, it dodged the attack. Well, most of it. His wing caught on fire, but some rapid beating put it out. He continued hopping towad the Charmeleon, looking more humorous than intimidating. But he counted on that to land his attack- surely this large lizard wouldn't think that it was worth getting violent over? Then, in a flash, it launched a Peck attack at the Charmeleon's face.

[Nero]

Chrono wasn't thinking this little guy wanted a battle. He ran from the attacks, and instead came toward him, like a friend would approach a friend. So he hesitated. Unwanted violence, when his owner wasn't here to instruct him? Then the peck hit, full force, right beneath the eye! He cried out, his claws covering his face, protecting his eye. That was it! If it was a battle it wanted, a battle it would have! He inhaled sharply, exhaling flames at the hopping creature, this time a more powerful attack.

By now, Nero had noticed. He rushed over to investigate, though he limped like mad. Banshee ran at his heels, almost making him stumble. Nero hissed a few times when she collided with his shin, but it didn't stop him. She barked, wanting to get in the fight. Jibril cantered after them, spooked by the sounds of battle and confusion. She was prone to spook, it seemed, since she was still new to the group. She almost mauled Nero, but he managed to step out of the way, and let her pass. She spotted the battle, and suddenly just HAD to be in it!

Metapod, however, was stuck in a corner. He couldn't hop away, or else he'd be stuck in the battle... He couldn't back away, because of the wall. "Metapod, " Senor said, crossly.

[Wild Pokemon]

The time the flames hit the Natu, and it felt the fire zap the strength out of it. "Naaatu!" it cried, toppling over to the ground. But it bounced back up. Not going out without a fight! And the Ponyta coming toward it...a two-on-one battle? Bah! He could take them... Launching the attack at both, he used a Nightshade move. The world seemed to go black around the pair of pokemon, and it shimmered with spirits attacking on all ends, constricting the duo. Let's see how that suited them!

[Nero]

Jibril stopped dead in her tracks, snorting. What was this sudden darkness? She reared, trying to fight it, not knowing where the foe was anymore. Then she felt attacks on all sides, and ended up a bit dizzy and hurt by the time that it ended. Chrono had faired the same way, and he gazed around at the sudden brightness when the dark lifted. He moved forward with a Scratch attack, his long claws glinting in the sunlight. Jibril attacked with him, charging at the Natu in a Tackle. Her move would be kind of hard, but she was hoping it'd jump up to avoid being hit by Chrono, and she could knock it out of the air!

Senor saw his chance and hopped out of the way. He tried going to the entrance of the alley, but that would take ages...and he was so very slow...

Banshee flapped her wings, taking to the air. She was being left out of a fight! A fight that she didn't see where she could even join in! She hated it, but couldn't do anything about it...

[Wild Pokemon]

The Natu fell for the dual attack as planned. It leapt up, wings fluttering, to avoid Chrono's downward cast Scratch, and ended up being thrown yards away by Jibril's vicious tackle attack. "Na...tu!" it cried, hitting the ground hard, its little body taking heavy damage. It was done with the battle... It was too weak to launch another Nightshade attack, and there was no way it could move fast enough for a successful Peck. Slowly, its eyes began to close.

[Nero]

Nero jumped between the two fire pokemon, who looked ready to kill the thing. He threw a pokeball at the Natu, watching as it was enclosed in the light. He wanted this thing...a Psychic pokemon! Yes, he knew all about Natu now- his trusty Pokedex had shared the secrets with him.

Jibril snorted, backing away. Why couldn't she finish it? It would have been her first battle won! But now it was interupted... She pawed at the ground, eager to do something again. Her eyes, as were Chrono's, were locked on the ball. If it popped out..it would be finished off before Nero could throw another ball!

Banshee flew down to the pokeball, standing right behind it. Ah, she would get a taste of the battle yet, if the pokebll burst open again! She crouched, ready to pounce if she needed to.

Meanwhile, Metapod was standing still, unable to move. A crack was slowly forming in his hard skin...

[Wild Pokemon]

The ball enveloped Natu. The pokemon shook it feebly once, twice, and then, with a click, it was caught. Now the Natu could finally rest, in peace...maybe hone its skills with the new teacher...it was a power hungry being, that was to be noted. Surely it would be a great asset to the team.

[Nero]

Nero smirked and picked up the ball. Yes, another pokemon! He looked around at the rest of his party. Six pokemon, including the Eevee. He had a full belt, and would need to start putting them in his storage soon! But now...another visit to the P'Center, and then maybe the gym leader's place? But wait...what was that? He saw Senor standing ver rigid, his body giving a shake every so often. He frowned, seeing the crack grow larger and larger...something was coming out of the pokemon! He rushed over. Yes, he must be evolving! Banshee followed him, annoyed that the ball had remained shut and she'd gotten no action at all. She hopped back up onto her trashcan lid, and sat, watching.

Chrono followed along behind Nero, standing next to him to watch the spectacle. Nero glanced at him, offering a smirk. Nero would never admit it, but he was proud of his Charmeleon... Staying with him, through thick and thin...

Jibril, too, joined them. She'd never seen a pokemon evolve before, so it was a first for her! She watched as lovely wings unfolded out of the crack, followed by a flash of white light as the purple body of a butterfly appeared.

"Freeeeee!" It cried, ironically free of its shell as well as being Butterfree. Nero pulled out his pokedex, got the readings off of it, and beamed. Sure, it was a pansy thing, to have a butterfly... but he actually didn't mind. HE had evolved that Caterpie! "Freefree!" It cried, flapping its wings to dry them. The shell was gone.

Nero walked over to the pokemon, and held out his arm, upon which Butterfree pertched. He recalled his other pokemon into their respective pokeballs, and headed to the Poke-center, letting the Butterfree rest in the open.

[Nero]

Back to his alley, Nero returned. He let Senor fly around above him, while he took out his four other pokeballs. He released each one in turn, determined to let them all have their fun time. First came Chrono, who he hoped would soon evolve again. Evolving was so exciting to him, though he expressed very little of that emotion. Chrono popped out, his flame burning brightly with full health. He looked around, and realized where he was. He looked at Nero, and let out a contented sigh. This was the life...lazy, but life all the same. He stared around, and suddenly a thought came to his mind. He remembered, as a Charmander, coming across a very interesting Cyndaquil. That had only been a few days ago now...He wondered how he was doing, and if he had evolved yet or not.

Next to come out was Banshee, who he also looked forward to evolving. He knew what Houndooms were already, and basically worshipped them. His older brother had had one, and that was the most lovely of all pokemon, Nero beleived. Banshee took up her usual spot, up on the trashcan, and sat, alert and waiting for a battle to happen.

Thirdly was Jibril. He would ride her properly this time... no more being thrown off! She stood looking at him, and he went up to her, stroking her blue fur gently. He murmured to her, then gently swung up on her back. She wasn't that high up off the ground, at any rate. A pony, after all. But she was strong enough to carry a thin man like himself. This time, she didn't balk, or rear. She stood still, until he told her to walk forward.

And lastly, while atop Jibril, he called out his newest pokemon- Natu, whom he would name Aladdin. Aladdin pertched on his shoulder, his little wings occasionally brushing against his ear and cheeck, and causing some tickling.

[Nero]

Nero had Jibril proceede forward, towards his group of pokemon. He reached down and grabbed the claws of Chrono, who looked stunned that he was being tugged up, and gladly stung up right behind Nero. As that was all Jibril could comfortably carry, he left it at just the pair of them- and Aladdin- atop Jibril. He urged her into a trot, with Aladdin cooing softly into Nero's ear, making his little nest on Nero's shoulder. He was perfectly content to sit like this! He fluttered his wings a little bit, and blinked his large eyes around at everything.

Senor and Banshee took to the air when they realized that Nero had turned Jibril not towards the brick wall but towards the opening. Together, they flew behind the grounded group, at different altitudes, and it wasn't long before the little pokemon train went out of the alley and into the city itself.

[leafeon]

AND THEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN I FARTED

[leafeon]

ISNT THAT GREAT MOTHER FUCKERS

[leafeon]

then chowder, mung, truffles, and snichle were standing beside me


THE END