Ok guys, here is Chapter 11. I did my best to clean up grammar and the like, because that is my weak point, and I discovered a few things that I changed. I hope I got them all though.
Anyway, this story is rated R (Restricted) for violence, adult language and adult situations.
Chapter 11- Old Friends
Damon wouldn't move this time. With Gabriel’s gun pointed toward his chest, he was slightly paralyzed with fear. Fortunately for him, this was nothing; compared to the escapades he was a part of in the past. His neck was red and swollen, and it felt like it was on fire from the damage that Gabriel did earlier. He fought the urge to rub it, just in case if Gabriel felt too trigger-happy and shoot him on the spot.
Gabriel was still panting hard, as he lifted himself from the ground. His face was red with rage and with pain, his pale skin slightly scaled by the hot tea he was struck with before. His eyes showed great anger in them, and they never left Damon’s gaze.
“Nice…try…buddy.” Gabriel panted, as he walked closer towards the unmoving teen.
“Why didn’t you just kill me with that before?” Asked Damon, his anger rising though his fear, his hands gripping the sides of his pants near his pokeballs.
“Lift up…. the hands or I shoot.” Gabriel ordered. Damon, not wanting to frustrate the blonde man in front of him, raised his arms and opened his fists, showing nothing nestled in between his palms.
“I’m still waiting for the answer, Gabriel.” Damon said defiantly.
“Id be quiet if I were you,” retorted the gunmen. “And if you must know, it was for my own satisfaction after what you did to me…and to us.” He spat.
“You don’t have the balls to shoot me here.” Said Damon
In a flash, Gabriel squeezed the trigger of his gun, shooting into the concrete street at Damon’s feet. Damon jumped back, totally caught off guard by Gabriel’s bravado. Around them, people began to scream and run for cover. Some were just as shocked by the display and took cover under the nearby tables outside the café. Others were furiously dialing 911 on their cell phones, trying to get the police involved before someone gets hurt.
“YOUR CRAZY, YOU KNOW THAT!” Yelled Damon.
“YOU SHOULD TALK!” Yelled back Gabriel. “YOU befriended us, YOU betrayed us. YOU nearly ruined years of hard work that we have tried to create. YOU are the one who deserves what is coming to them, regardless of the penalty I receive.”
“You won’t get away with this…you know that.”
Gabriel just laughed manically, before cocking his gun again.
“I will be released if I am caught anyway, Mr. Rhett will take care of that. Besides, you didn’t take everything we were making...”
Damon was wide eyed at this point; his heart was pounding faster in his chest as his nerves began to waver. In the distance, sirens could be heard as the police force drew closer to their location. Damon, however, was not concerned with the wailing sounds that beckoned his freedom. He was more worried about the revelation that Gabriel pronounced.
“Oh yeah, there are some pokemon that even you didn’t know about.” Gabriel stated. “You don’t think Mr. Rhett would share all his secrets would you?”
“You son of a *****, you won’t get away with this still, because even if I die, you won’t find the packages in the end.” Damon said sternly. He was now trying to stall him as long as possible, at least until he could find a way to escape the range of the pistol Gabriel had on him.
“Oh really, Damon.” Gabriel said calmly. “You thinking dumping them onto some witless kids will save them. I will get them back one way or another, and I feel bad for those kids you befriended, because they trusted a spineless scoundrel like you.”
“You wouldn’t …”
“Sorry Damon, but it’s orders. Something you know nothing about since you never followed them.”
With the screeching wails of the police sirens were inching closer towards their location, Gabriel’s smile faded and became stone faced once again.
“Any last words, Damon.” Gabriel asked.
Damon couldn’t wait any longer. The police were close, but not close enough to stop him from being shot.
“I do…” he began, before dropping his left arm towards the ground.
“HANDS UP!” Gabriel shouted, but Damon defied him, and instead pushed his entire arm outwards towards the gunmen. Gabriel was shocked to see a pokeball shoot out of the sleeve of Damon’s leather jacket, right onto the ground near his feet.
“SHADOW, STOP THE GUN!” Damon shouted. In a flash of red, a large, plump purple pokemon with glowing red eyes emerged from the light. The grinning face was just as sinister as the one that was planted on Gabriel moments ago. The Gengar quickly jumped into the air as Gabriel pulled the trigger, firing right at Damon’s chest.
“Ok everyone.” Tobias said on the microphone. “Were gonna begin the final phase of today’s activities.”
Well past noon, the crowd in the Liechi gym dissipated somewhat leaving only a few dozen spectators to enjoy the four battles that loomed in the future.
“Ere’s how it’s gonna work. This will be a one on one battle with no substitutin’ involved. If you win, yer gonna get the bicep badge as a reward. If ya lose, well, good job makin it this far and I’ll hope to see ya real soon!” Tobias said.
He then turned to the four finalists, the two girls who won their matches along with Ken and Sebastian.
“The first one whose gonna battle will be Kimberly Jensen. When yer ready, well begin ok Kim.”
The young girl nodded, gripping a pokeball and took position on the left side of the rocky arena floor, while the other three trainers moved off to the side.
“This is going to be sweet!” Ken said with great enthusiasm.
“Yeah, I can’t wait.” Said Sebastian back.
“Your not nervous at all?” Ken asked.
“Well…no not really I guess…I mean like should I be?”
“You should be prepared for battle by now.” Someone said behind them. The boys turned to see Sophie’s smiling face.
“Well, I have only had one real battle before…and it ended poorly.”
“Oh come on, get some more confidence dude or you’ll never succeed in this business.”
“Damon said the same thing to me.” Sebastian said.
“And he’s right. Don’t be nervous all the time.” Sophie lectured.
“When I’m up there, I won’t be so nervous I bet. Just a bit shaky that I’m going up against a gym leader.”
“I know how you feel, dude.” Said Ken. “I’m not to worried though, I mean I’m sure well kick *** against Tobias. Plus we get to see how he battles.”
“Yeah, besides you did awesome during the tug of war match.” Ken said, patting his friend on the back.
“Well…I was surprised that I even won that…”
“But you did, and that’s what’s important right now, you got through the first hurdle, now you can finish it off if you keep positive.” Said Sophie.
Sebastian just nodded and took a deep sigh before turning and looking towards the arena floor. Tobias and Kimberly were in positions, and the battle was moments from beginning.
“Hey Sophie, where is Damon?” Sebastian asked. Sophie looked puzzled with the question, and just shrugged her shoulders.
“No clue, you would think he would be back by now.”
Damon was too afraid to look, and just kept his eyes closed when Gabriel pulled the trigger on him. He was waiting for something, the pain to hit him, the sensations of death to creep up on him, unsure of how it would feel to actually expire. He kept his eyes tightly shut; his body was tense and rigid and shaking heavily out of fear and anticipation. But it never came, the feeling of being hit with something, the feeling of death creeping up on him.
Damon opened his eyes slowly, still afraid to look. As his vision returned to the light, what he saw in front of him nearly made him jump in fear. A mere inch from his face was a small, metallic bullet, copper capped and spinning slowly in midair. On the side of him was his Gengar, it’s own crimson eyes closed and it’s stubby hand raised in front of it, struggling to control the bullet that was suspended in the air.
Gabriel was furious, his stoic face turning into an evil sneer. He didn’t even bother to fire another shot, since the Gengar would just use his psychic powers to hold the metallic bullets in mid-air. Instead, he grabbed his own pokeball on his belt and tossed in onto the ground. In a flash, a large, minted green creature became visible. It’s brilliantly colored feathers looked blinding in the sunny sky, deep red and black feathers patterned around parts of it’s body. It stood tall, spreading it’s eagle-like wings in a synchronized movement.
“Xatu attack that Gengar!” Snarled Gabriel. The bird made a low level shrill, and closed the tiny black eyes to concentrate, calming it’s mind before attacking. Damon finally moved away from the suspended bullet, breathing heavily and sweating profusely from the whole ordeal.
“Shadow, make some Haze.” Said Damon. The ghost laughed, before opening it’s gaping mouth and letting a bright purple mist seep outward. It spread around the trainers, thickening like a deep fog around the Xatu and Gabriel.
Gabriel was covering his mouth as the thick mist engulfed his senses. He couldn’t see anything, only the sounds of the closing sirens could be heard, as they became dangerously close to his location.
“Xatu, Defog this mess!” cried Gabriel. The bird pokemon, eyes still closed and barely moving, lifted it’s wings in one swift motion, and in a brilliant display masked by the mist, the bird flapped it’s wings, throwing the haze in numerous directions until it disappeared into the sunny atmosphere. Xatu finished, and jerked it’s head around, looking at nothing in the empty streets.
“Shit!” screamed Gabriel. “Xatu, get in the air and find them, if you see them, knock out the Gengar. I’ll be following close behind!”
The bird chirped, and lifted it’s large wings and began flapping slowly, levitating into the air, then flying high above the steel skyscrapers in search of the fleeing teen. Gabriel was not far behind, running at full speed from the café, and into the streets as the sirens drew closer.