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    I agree--what are Butch and Cassidy doing here?

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    Firstly, thank you for your comments you two, I always appreciate it

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    Nice ending there. Team Rocket again! Can't wait to see what Butch and Cassidy are up to. The battle was good as always. It will be interesting to see how strong Max's Pokemon will be in the future. Good chapter. Keep it up!
    Thank you, I've worked on a way of revealing the needed information while concealing some parts that will be revealed in drips and drabs over the next couple of chapters. Team Rocket are becoming more vital now, you see their characters receiving some development too, and I hope they become quite central to the main plot.

    Also the comment about the battle is useful, I found this to be one of the most entertaining yet purely because you had two little creatures that were spouting ridiculously powerful moves such as Flamethrower and an offensive Water Sport (I love that move) lol. Hopefully this new year will bring Max into a new direction, if I get that far!

    Quote Originally Posted by FlamingRuby View Post
    I agree--what are Butch and Cassidy doing here?
    Thanks also for your comment. Their motives will become clear quite soon, and I'm hoping that this become recurring nature for them. We'll have to wait and see, but I love the idea of them now having their own side plot which doesn't result in them having to interfere with Max, although one thing I can say is that inevitably Team Rocket will end up intwined within Max's own problems. YAY I can't wait! lol

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    Also the comment about the battle is useful, I found this to be one of the most entertaining yet purely because you had two little creatures that were spouting ridiculously powerful moves such as Flamethrower and an offensive Water Sport (I love that move) lol.
    Seriously, who ever thought Budew vs. Togepi would be that epic? Nice job with that battle. I'm also glad to see Team Rocket's return just to see what they're up to. Great chapter overall.

    As per usual, for you - Max's Hoenn Journey Intro 2 - made by DanChimchar and is just a bit of fun : )
    Holy Smokes! DanChimchar did great on that, it's really like your fic came to life.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ESPNfanatic35 View Post
    Seriously, who ever thought Budew vs. Togepi would be that epic? Nice job with that battle. I'm also glad to see Team Rocket's return just to see what they're up to. Great chapter overall.
    Thank You very much for that comment. I can remember I planned this Chapter towards the beginning of last year, and I sat down and thought 'this is probably going to turn out pathetic' but actually when it came to writing it seemed so much more believable than some other battles and also just seemed so much cooler lol! And the chapter in a way really did turn out to be much better than I expected as well.

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    Holy Smokes! DanChimchar did great on that, it's really like your fic came to life.
    Yes indeed. He does do an awesome job, and I love the feel that it brings as well.

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    Yes, Harryheart! Excellent chapter! I loved the battle scene, and from me, that is saying something!! Keep it up! Also, again with the emotional upsets, but it seems like the gang is beginning to deal with leaving Roxanne, but really they're just putting it off... The battle seemed like it took their mind off of it quite well. Nice twist at the end.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Ambassador_JJ View Post
    Yes, Harryheart! Excellent chapter! I loved the battle scene, and from me, that is saying something!! Keep it up! Also, again with the emotional upsets, but it seems like the gang is beginning to deal with leaving Roxanne, but really they're just putting it off... The battle seemed like it took their mind off of it quite well. Nice twist at the end.
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    Thank you very much for you comments, and it does please me to hear that you enjoyed the battle, I tried to add a few changes there to enhance it and make it that bit more interacting. And I too feel they're putting off the leave, although I know it lol but it's odd as I want them to leave but they can't quite yet. Thanks again for everything and hopefully the grammar issues are resolved!

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    Hey Guys, sorry this is a couple of days late. Been really busy and all so didn't start writing this until about a week ago. Also I'm away for the next couple of days so I won't be responding to reviews for a while but don't worry I will do when I get back. A lot happens in this chapter so I hope it's not too lacky of description or just boring in my writing style. Enjoy!

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    Chapter 24: A Rampaging Solitude of Rock

    The peace and tranquillity that rested over Rustboro was a delight to all; everything was calm and quiet, in a relaxed lull. Nothing was scheduled to happen for a few months; the recent Contest was over and the next one wasn’t programmed in until the beginning of summer, and there were no upcoming festivals, no celebrations or holidays… just life. The residents could rest and do daily routines again like popping down to the local battle fields to watch excited trainers practice for their nonstop journeys while they could just stay put. It was a time when shopping and all those malarkeys came as a luxury. Businesses could enter their own relaxed break, shortening opening times, stocking less; even restaurants were able to cut back a little. All in all this was a rather perfect time to live in the City. However, for Max and Harriet, all that awaited them were the excitements of the nonstop journey, and it was time for them to head back into the unknown thrills that hovered just around the corner.

    “I’ve got it sorted, they had a few spaces left… and we’re booked in for the 1900 flight tonight!” Harriet cried; her feet carrying her all the way down the flight of the stairs at such a pace that her voice even struggled to be the first thing noticeable.

    She rushed into the kitchen and smacked the confirmation document rather aggressively against the table top. Max looked up from his mauled sandwich that was the only remnant of Brock’s exquisite cooking. His eyes sparkled with a picturesque delight as he stared at the piece of news. It was real, no doubt about it. A whole afternoon spent planning destination routes based on upcoming Contests in line with the cities and towns that held badges had been tiring, but their final decision had paid off, and luckily they now had their flight. Their travels were once again about to progress, and for Max, his next badge was no longer stuck across a vast swaying ocean but finally a wings leap away.

    “You are so the best Harriet, cos this time tomorrow we’ll be on Dewford Island, and then there’s nothing stopping me from beating Brawly!”

    “Hang on Max, you must…” Brock was sorely interrupted with the upbeat tones of Harriet, who now possessed the unique ability to quickly and efficiently cut people off in the middle of their sentences.

    “Well yes… but more importantly, there are a few contests coming up in a couple of towns there and I’m definitely going to be entering one and earning my first ribbon, this time I won’t let anyone get in my way!”

    “You’ll definitely be more…” Roxanne now suffered the same fate as the other Rock Gym Leader; neither kid was willing to let them interfere by adding their insightful comments full of wisdom and encouragement.

    “True, true, you most certainly won’t, so I guess we need to start training and preparing then, and you need to decide whether to enter the Dewford Town Contest or the Dewnord Village Contest. Dewford Island holds quite a lot of opportunities for us… I can’t wait!”

    Roxanne quickly caught eye contact with Brock, appealing to him for freedom from the duos fiery and complimentary comments. They both knew that neither budding trainer was in the mood to listen to advice at the moment, and they also figured that it was time for them to acknowledge the difficulties themselves, without assistance. So, with agreeing nods, they stepped out of the hustle in the kitchen produced by the rapid and frantic trainers, into the suburbia and quietness of the lounge; the lulls of Rustboro.

    “How wonderful, peace and quiet for a change, I seem to have vaguely forgotten this feeling thanks to my little siblings back at home… who can complain though, they’re cute little scampers.”

    “Exactly, and I guess Max and Harriet too will one day revel in the tranquil moments life can offer, but you must admit though, being a Gym Leader and having a busy schedule…” she momentarily turned around and looked back through the doors which they had passed through, “And having excited trainers like that is what we’re made for. I’d hate to give up any day soon… no offence.”

    Brock placed the intricately designed pottery down, which he was swift to leap upon and scan elaborately, whilst responding with a light hearted chuckle, “None taken, I guess the life of a Gym Leader does still compel me, but nowadays it hasn’t got as much power over me as a the idea of being a doctor does. Saying that though, I am grateful for the little taster I’ve had this past month, and I’m always here to oblige any future requests.”

    “I don’t plan on taking you up on that any time soon, but I most likely will one day, and don’t forget that you’re always welcome to come and visit even if this Gym does have its usual Gym Leader present. Remember, I do have a school to run to, and we are always looking for people to come and give additional talks and classes, and from an ex Gym Leader, slash breeder, slash doctor, everyone’s going to love you!”

    “Stop it,” he joked, “You know how to excite a guy!”

    Laughing rather intensely, both Roxanne and Brock nearly collapsed against the soothing fabrics of the sofa as their amusement took hold. Brock was surprised that he almost bowled himself over at the inappropriate, yet accurate description; he was even more puzzled about his use of language, but time around his mother and father often left that residual lingering language.

    “Well… anyway, putting that delight behind us,” Roxanne pleasantly said, “I think it’s time we turn our attention back to the noisy duo and finally escort them out of here! I need more peace and quiet!” she joked.

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    The late afternoon had finally kicked in, with the shimmering warmth slowly losing its grip and the light beginning to retract back into a blissful glow. The streets began to fill with the awakened residents, all burrowing out of their hibernated state to enjoy their cities relaxing pleasures. The beaches were also beginning to become crowded once again, to the surprise of many, but the seas beckoning call was holding no-one back from the licking water’s edge. The buzz and thrills of joy had reopened its hidden box of enjoyment to all residents.

    “I’m nearly there, just got a few last things to pack and then I’ll be raring to go!” Max over excitedly stated as he hummed with the sheer anticipation of his ongoing journey.

    “We know,” Harriet remarked, looking through the glossed kitchen windows towards the sound of air traffic gliding gently down from the horizon.

    Her own journey had brought her so far from home, from a small dusty Pokémon Ranch in the quiet rolling mountains of Johto; a small town where everyone knew everybody else. That was her home, her stability, a place where she could relax amongst her families Pokémon, amongst the Pokémon whom trainers entrusted to them for care and raising. Her passion for Pokémon received its ignition there; the spark that had delivered her into the companionship with Max and friendships with Mothim and Chikorita. Now her home was on the move, day by day and step by step, but that was the kick that kept her motivated.

    “Right, well if everybody’s packed we might as well make a move, we have 3 hours before the flight so if we leave now you guys can do any last minute shopping you want to do,” Brock knowingly stated whilst placing a couple of bowls brimming with food on the floor for his and Roxanne’s Pokémon.

    “Sure that sounds like a plan; I’ve been looking at a couple of Contest accessory stores anyway,” Harriet said, turning her attention away from the glistening metal machines out on the horizon and securing her belt bag back onto her pink frilly skirt and slinging her navy coloured handbag back over her shoulder, “Besides, there’s no harm turning up to the airport early either, that way we can be sure we’re not going to miss it… which I feel is a sensation I’m going to miss out on travelling around with him.”

    “Hey! I’m not that unorganised,” Max frantically spoke, managing to gleam a scowl in Harriet’s direction.

    “Says the person whose backpack is beginning to overflow…”

    “That’s not my fault, these clothes just won’t stuff!”

    “How did you do it before then? My, my, you boys really don’t understand anything about packing now do you?”

    “I’d like to retract my name from that account please,” Brock finally interjected, feeling it necessary to hone the two back into perspective thinking so that they’d at least make it out of the door without ripping each other to shreds, “Anyway, you have an hour’s flight where I’m sure you can discuss this matter further, but first can we at least make it out of the door please.”

    “Yup, just a few more seconds…” Max said with a strain, managing to finally push the spare pair of trainers into the top most section of the bag, “There – now I’m ready!”

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    Not many cobbled streets lay between the airport and the progressing band of four anymore. Max and Harriet were marching forward like there was no tomorrow, making sure that their furthering goals were rapidly becoming closer with every long stride. The further they ventured, the more they could hear screams of excitement and thrills amongst the amusements that dotted themselves about the City. They, however, had no time for amusement and the two Gym Leaders that accompanied them were finding it near enough impossible to keep up with the budding, eager young trainers.

    “Guys… Guys… Guys!” Roxanne bellowed, following with a huge pant that allowed her to momentarily withdraw breath to continue talking, “Come on now, slow down, we have 2 hours before your plane leaves… there’s no need to rush!”

    Max hastily turned around right at a cross section between busy shopping roads, apologetically changing his composure and blending a repentant look upon his face in the hope that Roxanne would understand. “Sorry about that, but we’re just excited. There are so many things to do on Dewford Island and we just want to be able to make the most of it. I suppose we’ve just allowed our excitement to overiddle us.”

    “Overiddle?” Brock questioned, “What on earth’s that suppose to mean? …Anyway you might want to think about toning down your stamping, you’re making an awful noise and sometimes it seemed as if I could feel your hefty movement! Slowing it down’s not going to hurt anyone!”

    Harriet looked back in confusion, glancing around as if seeking the answer amongst the numerous streets that branched from the pivoting point they were standing in. “Okay, I can understand how walking slower is beneficial, but that noise wasn’t us! I… I thought… well to be honest it didn’t really bother me.”

    “That’s odd then, I could’ve sworn it was coming from you – but if it wasn’t…” The noise echoed again, this time feeling a lot closer and more proximate to their position and halting Brock in his speech as he turned around. “Then…”

    He had no chance to finish his statement, for the very reason for the commotion had just emerged at the far end of the wide extending shopping street they had just hurried down. Crowds of people flocked in their direction, away from the large, grey creatures that scurried towards them with remarkable speed. They seemed intent on creating mass damage, with a growing anger and rage shining deceitfully in their eyes. Some were unable to swerve along the right angled bend in time and collided straight into buildings; their rocky plates aiding in ripping shreds of the thick walls out of the sockets as the Pokémon easily barged right through. Both sets of Pokémon were equipped with their own unique horns: one with a dull coloured, short horn that protruded from its triangle shaped head, and the other with a very unique creamy coloured drill horn on its snout. But these weren’t the only menacing features! It was now very clear why there was a sudden large increase in screams.

    “Roxanne?”

    “I don’t know, they certainly aren’t the School’s or Gym’s, and they don’t look tame… but there’s no time for this right now, we have to stop them!”

    “Alright then… Chansey use Secret Power, Swampert use Water Gun and Ludicolo use Bullet Seed, we need you to stop the Rhyhorn and Rhydon!”

    “That’ll be useful, some type advantages – shame we left the others eating though, I could really use them right now… oh well, my two will have to do as well. Nosepass fire your Zap Cannon to keep them at bay and deter them, and Rhyperior use your Hidden Power against the oncoming Pokémon! Go!”

    The five streams of light erupted from the confines of their PokeBalls, dancing elegantly though the air as they sought for placement upon the ground and finally a formation into their particular shapes. The lights themselves momentarily stunned the charging collection of Rock types, and the dazzling sense veered them a little off course allowing the two Gym Leaders to quickly launch their first attacks to begin slowing the Pokémon down.

    The mixture of attacks flung from the line of defence that was now constructed, and the Pokémon readied themselves for the possible impact that was looming ahead. Their initial attacks struck the first row of tempered Pokémon, only seeming to anger them more, but the Pokémon weren’t going to let the rampaging solitudes of rock destroy any more of the City. It was now or never, and so their flurry of attacks continued.

    “I’m going to help out too! They’re not going to let up that easily and there’s no sense in letting you two take all the credit! So… Mothim use Hidden Power and Chikorita use your Razor Leaf!”

    “Don’t leave me out of this either, Charmander use Ember, Murkrow use your Shadow Ball and Budew use your attacking Water Sport!”

    Their five balls span into the air, whirring into the direct approach of the Rhyhorn and Rhydon, but this time though they weren’t nerved by their advancing opposition. The same process of formation began as the light burst out of the sealed balls and started moulding the forms of the Pokémon, who quickly emerged from their casing of white energy. They then wasted no time in leaping straight into action and so the array of attacks multiplied and the surplus of attacks increased with the new additions.

    Harriet briefly looked upon the heated battle before her, marvelling at the wondrous combination of colours and moves that were bombarding the stampeding troops. The mixture of white beams from Hidden Power, along with streams of a physical substance such as Water Sport and Water Gun were majestic and beautiful putting it simply. And not only that but they were awe inspiringly powerful, now effectively decreasing the speed of the resilient rock types and causing some notable damage as a few dropped out of ranks. Somehow they were successfully tiring the Pokémon down and creating a strong defence, whilst reflecting the Pokémon’s magical nature. She guessed that their solid exterior wasn’t holding up as much as it seemed capable of doing.

    “Okay you three, we’re going to need to draw them away from this city and head them off into Petalburg Woods; it’ll be there that we can finally put an end to this all and hopefully find out the cause. The best route for them to take, with least possible damage, would be up past my Gym. That area’s quiet and very sparse in properties, and who knows we may be able to acquire a few additional trainers in the process, so it’s a win win situation really, and this means Brock and I can grab a few extra hands for the task ahead from my home too!”

    “Right, well Charmander and Budew we’ll cut off their right hand turn down that street,” Max shouted, immediately indicating the position he wanted by thrusting and pointing his finger at the spot, “And then continue your stream of attacks… hopefully this will deter them from heading down there!”

    His Pokémon momentarily ceased their attacks, and scuttled over to their new positioning. Fear dripped from their bodies and accumulating amounts of worry began to flow throughout them because of the different circumstances surrounding this battle. It was not an ordinary or common familiarity and so much rested upon their actions; it was like nothing ever experienced before, but they had to be brave not only for their trainer but also for the millions of civilians that lay in the path of these beasts.

    “Good Max… now everyone else we need you to connect the line and form a bend so that they follow your positioning round and head up Bay Street, but be prepared for any loose cannons and round them up quickly, we can’t have them heading further into the commercialised district.”

    Their plan was efficiently falling into place, their objective becoming ever clearer as the progression marched closer. The Pokémon obeyed their orders, and swiftly created the barrier described, ready to tackle just about anything that tried to break loose. However, although everything was working smoothly, Roxanne hoped for a miraculous event to occur such as the Rhyhorn and Rhydon instantly being defeated by all their Pokémon or just simply that the rock types would give up and retreat back. But they were hopes beyond any other at this point.

    Out of the corner of Harriet’s eye, she noticed a concession of shoppers, lined neatly – but trembling – against a wall, nestled in the small cut out foyer of one of the large department stores, normally used for window browsing. Luckily, they were hollowed out in a mild safety, and she knew that as long as they didn’t move and stayed as calm as possible that they’d be alright… but, she still felt sickened with the thought of what could be.

    “Roxanne, hang on a second, what about all the people stuck down there. We have to do something,” Harriet pleaded, fighting with her utmost courage to resist the swell of tears, “Especially because we don’t know how many more Pokémon are yet to come and those people are scared stiff!”

    “I know… but there’s nothing we can do yet, we can only wait for Officer Jenny and her team to turn up… followed by medical crews,” Roxanne attempted to reassure, her voice wavering a little, likely because Harriet had obviously hit a nerve with her emotive statement. But unfortunately, Roxanne was right… Without endangering themselves and risking injury there was nothing they could as of yet; it seemed practically impossible to even get near the people trapped. Harriet, although extremely reluctantly, nodded her acceptance and returned her attention to controlling her brave friends. However, above, something started to stir that was ready to distract the young girl, and every citizen of Rustboro.

    The overhead television screens began to crackle their soft whisper and the frantic dotty pattern began to display across all monitors throughout the vast city. A blurred figure slowly started to peer through the hazy static and came forcefully into focus. As the silhouette emerged, and gradually walked towards the camera that was starring at the inside of a metallic office, void of windows and outside influence, the destructive force that was ripping the city to shreds immediately halted. Now the four trainers were filled with great confusion.

    The shadow continued forward, placing the outline of their upper body in clear view of the camera. A few seconds past before the figure began speaking, still clouded within his mask of secrecy, “Citizens of Rustboro, Hoenn and the World…” The moment he spoke those utterances, the noises of the city fell dead and an eerie silence followed. Nothing remotely squeaked or rustled, it was as if civilisation had completely been eradicated.

    “I understand your bewilderment, but things will increasingly grow clear. Today marks an auspicious day: a day of good change, remarkable enhancements and the chance for better for those supporters of Team Sukai. I strive as their leader for the best possible future for this planet and I will achieve it. All the people of Rustboro now know my capabilities, and the capabilities of those who work for me, and I think I’ve made it exceptionally clear that I do not like disobedience. Those events, that I’m sure will become known to the rest of the world within hours of this, are just a taster of what I can do! The city is completely dead, nothing moving, no electrical appliance working, not even your PokeBalls. Do not fear though, for the Rhyhorn and Rhydon are also under my control, and as you can probably witness with your own eyes they are now advancing slowly to their new home in Petalburg Woods. Once they reach there I will release them from my power and return them back to their natural state, and once I finish this broadcast, so too will your city… but this goes as a warning to everyone out there! I do not stand those that oppose me. If you get in my way… you will be crushed!”

    The TV screens flickered once more, blurring the silhouetted image again before dissipating the static entirely and shutting off. Just as the man had promised, once this occurred the city sprang back into life. Rolling electrical billboards started flashing their advertisements, motorised vehicles rekindled the spark into their engines, and even the Theme Park began faintly playing its accustomed music. Everything was normal again, filled with life. But for Max and the others, things didn’t seem to leap back into normality; in fact it was completely the opposite. All this man had done was simply ignite their burning passion for justice and instil a harboured feeling of anger.

    “That’s… that’s just not right…” Brock muttered, remembering the organisations that he had once helped bring down, thwarting all their dangerous and evil plans, “I thought the world was finally rid of those kinds of scum…”

    “It will be when I’m finished with them. I can handle the likes of foolish kids misusing Pokémon, they have yet to learn, but those… those people utilise them for greed. How dare they attack my city!”

    Max was still lost within his own thought trail to even notice the uncharacteristic anger bubbling away in Roxanne’s words. He was busy witling his own memories of Team Aqua and Magma through the play button in his mind, however, not only did those memories resurface, but so too did his more recent memory of Oldale Town and the torments they experienced there. Something about this man was too recognisable for his liking.

    “Roxanne… umm… doesn’t that guy strike you as oddly familiar, and doesn’t the situation also seem vaguely familiar too,” he finally stated, the corners of his lips quivering with the thought.

    “Max, what do you… oh…” Just like with Max, something seemed to click in Roxanne’s thoughts and the ordeals that she had so ingeniously pushed back flooded out of their locked box. The ghastly smells throbbed in her nostrils, and the damp taste rattled her throat. If these were the people behind their nightmare, and the kidnapping and torture of Tim, then she feared for every creature, both human and Pokémon, that roamed the Earth.

    “I guess we might as well put our flight off for today then and start helping you guys clear up, in actual fact it’d be good to help a little and I’d probably be no good moving on right now, I’m too freaked out!”

    “Max!” Roxanne immediately yelled, for the first time showing authority through her voice over the boy, “There’s no sense worrying about that now,” she frantically spoke, fumbling about in her speech as she anxiously began suppressing her experiences again, “I’m afraid that there’s nothing we can do about that yet, but I’m sure the Hoenn tactical force will be on it immediately. In actual fact, everything around here is going to be pretty much looked after. I think Brock and I can deal with the mess here and get a team of people to begin any structural repairs, and we can manage escorting the Rhyhorn and Rhydon to their new home too. So why don’t you guys continue on to the airport, there’s no point missing out on your journey and I’d hate to think that you were putting it on hold because of a little mishap here. You’ve come so far Max, battled so hard, so forget today’s events and carry on forward, head held high. And Harriet, you really have the talent for Contests and there was a real flare in your eyes when the Pokémon unleashed their true beauty today. So both of you… go and capture your dreams!”

    “Max…” Harriet added, “She’s right. It’s time we let go of Roxanne and her helping hand and meet our own challenges… on our own. If we stay here for much longer then we’re never going to be able to leave this place, especially after today as well – its best we go now, and I mean now.”

    “Roxanne… I… I can’t… I’m not going to be able to make it without your guidance… think about it… today you showed us what to do and then we just followed, how am I meant to think of that myself?”

    “Max!” Again her intrusive parenting voice spoke, “I did nothing, you called the commands and executed smooth transitions… and the ideas do come to you… think back to your win against your Dad and all the training you put in to win the rematch! That was all you buddy, so go get the world!”

    Max starred at the craggy Rustboro ground once more, slightly blackened with ruffled dust and flakes of paint and rubble. Today was definitely a huge surprise, and exceptionally tough, but Roxanne was right just like always. Life was going to be hard, there was no matter about it, but what happened along the way was up to him. It was time for him to make his own decisions.

    “Alright… to the airport it is!”

    *****

    A stout green haired man began unpacking numerous networks of cables from a bulky silver briefcase that he had planted on top of an ally dumpster. His accomplice, a formidably tempered blond haired lady retrieved a laptop sized screen from hers and immediately connected it to all the wires.

    “Butch, begin connections, we need to get in contact immediately,” she snapped, almost biting a clump of his hair from her proximity to him.

    “Alright, alright, be patient just a little while longer… look, there we go.”

    “Finally.”

    The screen instantly began projecting an image of a darkened room, ordained with a long wooden table plonked in the expanse of the space, and one plant pot that rested just in front of it. Behind the desk was a towering black chair with, in comparison, a smaller figure sitting on it.

    “This is Giovanni, with who am I speaking?” his cold muscular tones daintily expressed.

    “Boss, it’s Cassidy and Butch reporting in from the Hoenn region, Sir.”

    “What news do you bring?” he exquisitely questioned, allowing a large white polished creature to pounce onto his lap.

    “It’s about Team Sukai, Sir, that team which recruited us last month to acquire the item Protector from a man in Oldale Town. They seem to have gone rogue, Sir, and broken away from their original agreement and have now made themselves public on Hoenn television.”

    “Ah yes, we did pick up unusual electronic interference on our machines. Luckily I’ve had a contingency plan in place for this very outcome… Stay put in Rustboro and we’ll have Rockets flying to your position in a matter of hours from across Kanto, Johto and Sinnoh, our team in Unova cannot be rivalled with or disturbed at this present time. I need my plans to work accordingly in Unova, and if that means destroying Sukai and gaining control of Hoenn so be it, it’s not the way I’d have liked my takeover to occur but it’ll do.”

    “Yes Sir, we’ll be waiting for their arrival.”

    “Good, I’ll send with them more instructions for the both of you… oh, and one more thing, how’s your other little project going, the one involving that boy Mark?”

    “Ah… that Sir,” Cassidy quickly gulped, madly thinking of something to say, “Well, so far it’s not gone great, he’s struggled to acquire what we need and we’re waiting on him to obtain it.”

    “Well, make sure he delivers, it’d be a very useful addition… Giovanni out!”

    As the screen switched back into its initial black state, no longer having pulses of energy burst through its systems, the two Rockets casually leaned back against the parallel dumpster, progressing to wipe the worried sweat from their faces. Never before had they lied to their Boss like that, and never would it have occurred to them to lie about something as trivial as a Pokémon, but the Pokémon inside wasn’t an ordinary one, and it certainly wasn’t ready for the Rocket headquarters yet. The PokeBall that had cost them so much shone vibrantly in Butch’s hand.

    *****

    The room was dark and cold, reflecting the material characteristics of metal. A buzzing ring echoed through the sturdy walls, as they gracefully soared through the white puffy clouds that were papered onto the glistening blue screen of the sky. Inside however, were the ruthless monsters and their masks of silence, of mystery, scowling intensively at all the monitors displaying results of their ongoing tests. Cooped up at one end of the busy Bridge was the same shady figure that had delightfully produced his atrocious speech riddled with threats, yet he sat comfortably against the stone desk.

    “Sir, we’re receiving more data as we go. The Pendants location seems to be in Rustboro and not in the Petalburg Woods as we initially thought.”

    “Good… this is progress… we might as well keep to our word and release those Pokémon, do be kind and grace that Gym Leader of theirs with our action of gratitude.”
    “Yes, Sir, on it right away.”

    “Now I want someone to activate our lockdown mechanism, if the Pedant is in Rustboro then that’s where it’ll stay until we come and get it!”

    “But Sir, the machines are as of yet untested, and our control of the Pokémon was derived from that Pokémon Rangers Capture Stylus, we don’t know what it’ll do!”

    “Well then this is a good chance to experiment, I want all outward flights under my control within an hour’s time, the same goes for ships and all land vehicles in the vicinity of the City. Then lockdown all computer systems and send in our teams to create the blockades, I’m not letting it slip through my fingers when I’m this close!”

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    ::swallows hard at the bad guy's plan::

    I'm really hoping Max and co. can stop them.

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    Quote Originally Posted by FlamingRuby View Post
    ::swallows hard at the bad guy's plan::

    I'm really hoping Max and co. can stop them.
    Thank you so much for replying so quickly! It's awesome to be able to get in a comment before I do ship off to France for the week. Onto the review, Max and co will be thrust into a lot of unexpected stuff, and I'm now so glad the Rustboro arc is over cos it means it can realyl develop and take shape! I can't wait to write more of Team Sukai and Team Rocket and it's going to be awesome to see how everyone copes!

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    Anytime--just that ending alone warranted a note!

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    Ah thank you Flame

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    Thumbs up 10 out of 10?!?!?!

    O.o
    *puts on old Vinyl recording of an applauding audience*

    Excellent chapter, as usual. Nice twist in the End. Screw it, the entire chapter was bit of a twist, so Nice twisty chapter!

    To be quite honest, in this chapter I have seen no grammar errors. I read it twice to make sure I wasn't losing my touch, and still no errors!!! I'm either going crazy or you deserve this: 10 out of 10!

    I believe the answer to that would be: I'm going crazy and you deserve the 10 out of 10.(just to be fair, 9.5 of those points go towards the plot of the Chapter; the other 0.5 of a point is grammar)

    So it is with great honor and prestige I award Chapter 24: A Rampaging Solitude of Rock of Max's Hoenn Journey a PERFECT 10 out of 10 AND , , rating. Complete with the usual (Rayquaza) seal of approval. Also, seeing as this is the first time I've given this award to anyone on Serebii, I am proud to give it the special (Manaphy Egg) seal as well, to symbolize the "hatching" of the ten out of ten ratings on Serebii!

    Keep up the good work Harryheart! hopefully you can have two '10 out of 10" Ratings in a row!

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    Once again, you've written an exciting and intriguing chapter. As one who loves to work on the plans of evil teams, I'm especially interested in what Team Rocket and Team Sakai will do (though I'm still sad that Team Magma and Team Galactic are disbanded at this time in your fic).

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    I'm either going crazy or you deserve this: 10 out of 10!
    You're not going crazy, this chapter definitely deserves that.

    Great progress in this chapter. I was very impressed with the detail you put in painting a picture of a Rustboro City that goes way beyond what we see in the games and even the anime. The scenes with Giovanni and Team Sukai were also great. Roxanne's speech towards the end of the chapter about why Max shouldn't stay behind and why he should follow his dream is a perfect example of why I love her so much in this story. Very well-written character.

    I know you're probably in France now and won't get this for a couple days but I hope you have a good week and have safe travel!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Ambassador_JJ View Post
    O.o
    *puts on old Vinyl recording of an applauding audience*

    Excellent chapter, as usual. Nice twist in the End. Screw it, the entire chapter was bit of a twist, so Nice twisty chapter!

    To be quite honest, in this chapter I have seen no grammar errors. I read it twice to make sure I wasn't losing my touch, and still no errors!!! I'm either going crazy or you deserve this: 10 out of 10!

    I believe the answer to that would be: I'm going crazy and you deserve the 10 out of 10.(just to be fair, 9.5 of those points go towards the plot of the Chapter; the other 0.5 of a point is grammar)

    So it is with great honor and prestige I award Chapter 24: A Rampaging Solitude of Rock of Max's Hoenn Journey a PERFECT 10 out of 10 AND , , rating. Complete with the usual (Rayquaza) seal of approval. Also, seeing as this is the first time I've given this award to anyone on Serebii, I am proud to give it the special (Manaphy Egg) seal as well, to symbolize the "hatching" of the ten out of ten ratings on Serebii!

    Keep up the good work Harryheart! hopefully you can have two '10 out of 10" Ratings in a row!

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    Thank you so much Ambassador! It's so great to actually have a chapter now which has an intriguing plot line, is written sort of well (I grade myself well because I feel I have a ton of improvement left) and has hardly any grammar mistakes or mistakes are unnoticeable. It has been my dream to get a chapter out like that and I'm glad this has got the closest if not hit it. It was quite a pivotal chapter in terms of plot development, characters, future of the story as well, and I'm now pleased that the two evil teams are beginning to take shape and to start their own plans. I have exciting plans for this story, long but hopefully exciting, and now I think it's well under way! So thank you again!

    Quote Originally Posted by chosen_one386 View Post
    Once again, you've written an exciting and intriguing chapter. As one who loves to work on the plans of evil teams, I'm especially interested in what Team Rocket and Team Sakai will do (though I'm still sad that Team Magma and Team Galactic are disbanded at this time in your fic).
    Your reviews are as ever lovely. I'm glad you mentioned Magma, and I presume you meant Aqua as well? Sukai (In Japanese) means sky I mean so I was trying to go with that theme there. All I'm going to say is that it's a little clue, and Ambassador has also given a little clue with Rayquaza, but it might not be as obvious as Sky. I'm looking forward to making them central in the story!

    Quote Originally Posted by ESPNfanatic35 View Post
    You're not going crazy, this chapter definitely deserves that.

    Great progress in this chapter. I was very impressed with the detail you put in painting a picture of a Rustboro City that goes way beyond what we see in the games and even the anime. The scenes with Giovanni and Team Sukai were also great. Roxanne's speech towards the end of the chapter about why Max shouldn't stay behind and why he should follow his dream is a perfect example of why I love her so much in this story. Very well-written character.

    I know you're probably in France now and won't get this for a couple days but I hope you have a good week and have safe travel!
    Thank you ESPN! France was wonderful, except I've come back a little ill Je suis mallade, mais je suis tres hereux (I cant do accents so it's not actually correct, well the tres isn't lol) Onto the review: Thank you again for your reviews, like Chosens they've always been a help and I love the fact that you two, along with Flame and Ambassador, always like my chapters because it helps me feel like I'm doing something right. Next Chapter will be out late February and the plot will begin to twist even more!

    Thank you everybody!

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    Thank you ESPN! France was wonderful, except I've come back a little ill Je suis mallade, mais je suis tres hereux (I cant do accents so it's not actually correct, well the tres isn't lol) Onto the review: Thank you again for your reviews, like Chosens they've always been a help and I love the fact that you two, along with Flame and Ambassador, always like my chapters because it helps me feel like I'm doing something right. Next Chapter will be out late February and the plot will begin to twist even more!
    Glad France was good sorry to hear about the sickness. I'm glad I could be helpful to you as you write. Can't wait for the next chapter!

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    Quote Originally Posted by harryheart View Post
    Your reviews are as ever lovely. I'm glad you mentioned Magma, and I presume you meant Aqua as well? Sukai (In Japanese) means sky I mean so I was trying to go with that theme there. All I'm going to say is that it's a little clue, and Ambassador has also given a little clue with Rayquaza, but it might not be as obvious as Sky. I'm looking forward to making them central in the story!
    I actually didn't mean to include Aqua at all. I was merely stating the fact that my two favorite evil teams will not be present in your fic. :P But Team Sukai does seem interesting.

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    Harry I've read every up to the middle of the chapter where shuppet is using its powers on the boy. And I can't continue. I like the basis for the story, but I can't take the way Max talks. He's ten not 25 with a thesaurus and dictionary built in to his brain. Also description is good but some times I find it overwhelming. Windows aren't that important. They way you described them made me want to skip paragraphs. And get to the action.I like your basic outline and stuff but I find I can only read a chapter at a time before its too much.

    The Battles though are amazing. They have good detail and great veraity. Im going to try to continue this series but I may just have to stop. Thanks though for the entertainment ive gotten so far.
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    Quote Originally Posted by ESPNfanatic35 View Post
    Glad France was good sorry to hear about the sickness. I'm glad I could be helpful to you as you write. Can't wait for the next chapter!
    Thanks mate and the next chapter is really developing into something from 24 lol! I hope it doesn't reflect it too much but it's so odd how much it could easily be mistaken as a tad like 24. We'll just see though.

    Quote Originally Posted by chosen_one386 View Post
    I actually didn't mean to include Aqua at all. I was merely stating the fact that my two favorite evil teams will not be present in your fic. :P But Team Sukai does seem interesting.
    Oh right! I understand now. And I hope that they become as well developed and more evil that Magma and Galactic then!

    Quote Originally Posted by Volt Trainer View Post
    Harry I've read every up to the middle of the chapter where shuppet is using its powers on the boy. And I can't continue. I like the basis for the story, but I can't take the way Max talks. He's ten not 25 with a thesaurus and dictionary built in to his brain.
    Hi Volt Trainer. It's always good to hear from new readers. I believe that that's Chapter 14 which in comparison to my latest chapters is quite description centric. Thank you for your comment on the basis of the story, I've spent a long time planning this out and trying to gage where the characters are heading and so on, and that's why Max is the way he is. I started off by looking at the anime Max and then developing him from there, adding in his own faults and flaws that he is now experiencing because he's now a trainer. I'm not sure that he's really acting like a 25 year old, he might want to act mature but that's part of his immaturity if that makes sense. I hope that if you continue reading, you find the Petalburg Woods and Rustboro arcs good development points for his character and my writing.

    Quote Originally Posted by Volt Trainer View Post
    Also description is good but some times I find it overwhelming. Windows aren't that important. They way you described them made me want to skip paragraphs. And get to the action.I like your basic outline and stuff but I find I can only read a chapter at a time before its too much.
    As mentioned previously, I had a thing with description there, mostly because originally my story was lacking everything. This meant that I concentrated heavily on description until I felt I could describe a speck of dirt and this is when I began realizing I was including too much (with the help of readers) and began cutting back. Now from the Contest chapters onwards there is a good balance between action, description, dialogue and plot enhancement. Or so I think.

    Quote Originally Posted by Volt Trainer View Post
    The Battles though are amazing. They have good detail and great veraity. Im going to try to continue this series but I may just have to stop. Thanks though for the entertainment ive gotten so far.
    Thank you very much there. As I just mentioned about the description, battles were a place I relied upon it a lot, and now they are really the only heavy description I have left in recent chapters, now with additional character development I believe. I hope that if you stick it out you find my improvements satisfying to read and that the story and my writing isn't too much of a hinderance.

    Thank you for your review.

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    Hey Guys, right on time this month. I'm really excited for this now as things are coming together nicely, and lots of plot points will begin to become set up from this chapter onwards for the rest of Max's travels through Hoenn (and even possibly beyond if I ever get that far). A lot happens in this chapter so I hope it's not too lacky of description or just boring in my writing style. I also must apologise for the 24escness of it and the jumping around. It all comes together for the final scenes though. Enjoy!

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    Chapter 25: The Plane Game

    The hectic feel of the long stretch of queue ahead seemed rather relaxing after the day’s ordeals, whether momentarily or not. For Harriet, it didn’t matter that they had been stuck in the same line for almost thirty minutes, or that their plane was scheduled to leave in just over an hour. She cared only for a bed and a hot meal on the other end to comfort her and sooth her thoughts after a rather frightening and destructive encounter.

    At the present moment, her head wasn’t capable of the simplistic joys of comfort and she thought that a good enough sleep would do wonders, although the haunting, ghostly sight of the silhouetted figure was very prominent in her mind’s eye. His freakish non-existent stare was penetrating her skin and causing her to shiver right down to the bones. Nothing before had ever seemed so evil, and she had witnessed many cruel trainers in her life on the Pokémon Ranch. She supposed, however, that it was due to the large threat that he placed on the world and how recklessly he used Pokémon. How he didn’t seem to care that utilising them could be so harmful to nature and their souls… and how he showed only a mere aspect of his true abilities and powers today. If he was able to control a bunch of Rock Pokémon and supposedly gain complete control over technology, then what else could he eventually gain control over?

    “Harriet… come on now, you’ve got to perk up… where’s that kind hearted and joyful smile of yours? You for one told me earlier on to not stay behind and to carry on with our journey, so why then are your thoughts still on the matter? All it’ll do is keep you locked away here…” He pointed to her head while quietly stroking her shoulder with his other hand to try and alleviate some of her enclosed concerns and nervous tension.

    “I know, you’re absolutely right,” she suddenly spoke, attaching with it a huge and grateful smile that reflected her sudden mood change, “And anyway, that comment was very adult like Max, not something I would’ve expected you to have the skill to say,” she joked, gently poking him in the stomach with her elbow as a sort of thank you.

    “Ha-ha what a tease,” he responded sarcastically, whilst shuffling along slightly as the progression of people moved forward, “You always know how to snap us out of a bad mood, and that’s something I think is gonna come in real handy!”

    “Max! Now who’s the joker…? No morbid thinking please,” she chuckled, turning the corner of the fashioned line under the instructions of the created path, made from red velvet ropes that guided their movements.

    “I guess this day really did do something to the both of us eh? Well… luckily we’re nearly out of this place, and then the adventures of Dewford can spark our fascination once again!”

    *****

    The two Pokémon’s capsules enlarged within her sweaty palm, and she knew they deserved and would relish from their long rest. The events had not only been strenuous for her, her fellow Rock trainer or even Harriet and Max, but also for all the Pokémon that participated in the standoff. Now, finally, her Nosepass and Rhyperior could take a lengthy and refreshing break within their PokeBalls before she returned back to her Gym and let them out, as per usual and as a custom, to be free and to roam and relax as they were made to.

    “Alright, Nosepass and Rhyperior, thank you so much for all your help, we and all the citizens of Rustboro really appreciate the efforts you gave today, so take a nice long rest okay, return!” The two energy beams flung themselves from the round tip of the PokeBall, proceeding to make direct contact with the two large masses before withdrawing them into the stream and back into their balls.

    “Phew… now what?” she sighed as she rested gently against the large shop window with two glittered-up mannequins on show with the latest seasons fashion.

    The large rock troops were now fading into the distance, accompanied by some of her trusty Gym employees and also Nurse Joy’s workers too. Now it was time for the cleanup crews to begin their operations, and that’s where she and Brock fitted in, although their hearts pulled them to the large modernised airport that was only a matter of fifteen minutes away, where a matter of minutes made all the difference. Soon Roxanne would be left, once again, to run the show with no time for any more gallivanting, alas that was where her heart was supposed to be. Someday though, she hoped to see those two pearly faces again, beaming with joy because of their journey. One day the normality would return for her and for her city.

    *****

    “Finally, just a few more minutes and we’ll be checked into this damned flight,” Max said, nervously fidgeting through his back pack to find the flight check in data that they had received.

    “Calm down, calm down, we still have forty five minutes before the plane leaves, and we only have hand luggage so we’re going to be in the waiting room for a…” her voice trailed off as her eyes flicked between the numerous fashion shops that were no longer a huge queue away. She was gleaming with the immense anticipated thrill, “… oh… err… and yea, we’ll be onto that plane within a matter of minutes from there anyway.”

    “Yea you’re right I suppose, sorry for my outburst, and I guess damned was the wrong word, that suggests it’s doomed from the start right?” he joked, trying to instil an idea of being a more mature boy into Harriet, as their earlier chat had left him to believe she deemed herself slightly higher than he, although he was offering the advice.

    “Yea you silly, now, give the lady the documents when she asks and we’ll be out of here and onto Dewford Island sooner than you can say Hoenn League.”

    “Don’t mock me; I’m not a child you know… I can hold a civilised conversation and do all the mature stuff and so on…”

    “Yea… I know, but it’s still fun to watch you squirm, and I think that novelty will never wear off…” she chuckled, reaching for her two PokeBalls that now rested on the inside sockets of her pink denim jacket, “Oh, and you’re going to need to get Charmander’s, Murkrow’s and Budew’s PokeBalls out to be scanned. Security has become real tight lately, but it’s no biggie, just one little scan and we’re through.”

    “Alright then, Dewford Island… Here we come!”

    *****

    The gloomy essence still lingered inside the large metallic bulk that hovered above the Hoenn skies, gently gliding through the white gassy cotton balls that occupied the blue expanse. Inside, the resident beeping controls were all whirring away as the mass of Team Sukai operatives were whizzing backwards and forwards between tasks, preparing to engage the untested device that could immobilize Rustboro. Overlooking the hoard of the trusted Bridge Team was the shrouded individual, equipped with his tormented stare. His gaze fell over the lines of workers that were slumped over the electronic work stations pilled in two neat rows against the right and left hull of the Bridge. In the centre of the space were a few more stations that controlled navigation, piloting and any tactical uses. Everything was categorised and organised and nothing slipped under his radar.

    “The hour’s nearly up… how close are we to start up?” his chilling voice said.

    “Sir, we’re almost ready. The final calibrations have been input into the system by our two techs, and if our simulations are anything to go by, once activated Rustboro should be helpless in a matter of seconds. Everything will be under our control!”

    “Good, this is very good…”

    With those words, he quickly bolted from behind his desk; trotting down a few steps spread from left to right that separated his desk from the crew at work, before heading right to the front windows that gazed over the vast expanse before them.

    “Alright then,” once again with quick movements, he swivelled around to face all the Bridge Crew; “If our plan is to succeed we have to be well prepared. That Pendant is the main priority here, nothing else.”

    A sudden beeping interrupted his speech and he withdrew a small circular device from his pocket which was flashing a rhythmic red light with every beep. With one swift push of the device between his finger and thumb the beeping and flashing stopped.

    “Yes?”

    “Sir, this is Tech 1 reporting in.”

    “Go ahead!”

    “The device is completely ready Sir, and Tech 2 and I can control everything from here with your go ahead! Unfortunately though we have yet to find a way to transfer complete control over to your station, but we’ve got the Tech Subordinates working on possibilities there.”

    “Well you’ve got my authorisation, and keep working on the transfer, but until then I want all Rustboro’s transport under my control immediately, and then lock down the city by capturing all electronic devices. Inform me when you’ve accomplished this, Apollo out!” He released his grip on the device and folded it away into his clenched fist.

    The room was eerily silent as the Bridge Crew eagerly awaited the furthering plans from their Boss. They were all lucky to have been selected to man Capsule 1, the transport that Apollo always used, and none of them wished to be demoted by simply continuing work or causing annoyance to him through any sounds or movements.

    “Right, it seems like we’re well underway now, so I want the main Principles to stay manned at their stations while the rest of you report down to the Delivery Bays where you’ll be grouped into teams for the blockade and siege,” he calmly spoke, waving his hand as a gesture for the actions he commanded.

    As the shuffling bodies of the Subordinates left through the elevators at each corner of the Bridge, the remaining Principles all took their positions while staying attuned to everything Apollo was saying.

    “When we arrive we shall meet up with my five Heads and their main Principles, you all will be grouped with me. The Heads should already have begun their descent upon Rustboro now and are awaiting my signal to move so we need to hurry along and arrive as soon as possible, so Helm, kick our speed up a notch.”

    “Sir, Yes Sir!”

    “May I remind all of you that if we don’t get this Pendant today then we’ll have more tiresome hours of searching ahead of us, hours which we can’t afford to lose. We need to acquire control over Hoenn so that shortly after we will be able to take over the entire world, then no-one can possibly interfere with our goals and plans for this world. We’ll be able to make it the way we want to. So… if any of this is going to work… Communication, I need open channels with the five Heads, plus an activated tapping device that will give me quick access to the TV signals again so we can broadcast the messages as soon as we arrive. Understood?”

    A unanimous cry of “Yes Sir,” echoed throughout the room as all the main Principles began to work on their allocated tasks, general maintenance and planning. Nothing was going to stop them from proceeding with their plan. They had everything in place and soon Apollo and his Team Sukai would be in mere grasps of the Pendant.

    Another beeping sound rang from the small circular device that Apollo was still clutching onto. With ease, he flipped the device between his finger and thumb and the channel was once again opened.

    “Apollo here!”

    “This is Tech 1 reporting in again Sir.”

    “What news do you bring,” he stressed with pure rigidness, taking one last look at his crew at work and turning to face the emerging scenes of the urban heaven that was Rustboro.

    “We have everything working perfectly, and transport is under our control, as are the majority of the electrical devices in the city, but as you said earlier in your announcement to Hoenn about having control of PokeBalls, we have yet to acquire them and the same goes for the Pokédex and other Pokémon related devices as they have complicated wiring that our machine can’t break as of yet.”

    “Keep trying your best, transport though was our main priority and if we have that under control then we’ll be fine. I’ve decided to leave you two on board when we arrive to keep control over everything, so you don’t need to transfer control up here yet, but have your Subordinates keep working on a solution okay?”

    “Yes Sir, understood!”

    “And one last thing, I’m busy watching a plane take off right now… I want you to tap into its systems and have it begin circling around the city; the same goes for the other four that I believe are scheduled to leave within the next ten minutes, after that though halt all airplanes by shutting the systems completely off, along with all land based and water based vehicles. As for the planes that’ll be in the air, I will relay further instructions to you… I think I have a little game to play with them!”

    *****

    Finally Max and Harriet had the delights of a warming comfort that was oozing from the planes luxurious seating. The wait no longer ridiculed their thoughts, and the earlier distractions of the day had also temporarily been erased from their minds. How ordinary it had seemed at the time waking up to a day with complete freedom that only ended up being filled with hazardous obstacles: a farewell to Curtis and Rose, a brief yet productive encounter with Mark and then ultimately, to top off all that excitement, the tremendous onslaught of pure destruction. But now, although it didn’t amount to much, a momentary bliss was rifling through their bodies, through their inner most cores. Peace, tranquillity and harmony were slowly lulling them into a secured rest.

    “Ladies and Gentlemen,” a crackly voice mumbled over the speaker system, “This is your captain speaking. I’d like to inform all passengers that we are ready for takeoff so please fasten all seat belts and turn off all mobile technology until the seat belt light disappears. We also ask that any Pokémon free from their PokeBalls be either put back inside or secured in their own booked seat… or with you. While we traffic down to the runway, our airhostesses will run through the safety procedures with you. I hope you enjoy your flight aboard Hoenn 910 and I hope you also have a pleasant journey.”

    As swiftly as the noise had arrived, the gurgling voice over the tannoy cut off and the marching procession of airhostesses appeared from their private staff cabin, proceeding to aline themselves neatly down the aisles. Max and Harriet, however, weren’t interested in the formal waving of the arms, or the directional pointing towards the emergency exists. Their eyes wavered to the gleaming golden rays of the setting sun that poured itself, now meekly, over the stretch of runway they were preparing to charge down. The beauty of Rustboro still was as vibrant as ever, no matter what sort of terror had managed to cripple the city momentarily, and both trainers wished to absorb the remaining sights with a feeling of great happiness. A lot had occurred here over the past few days, and this city was now the birthing place of a great friendships and new journeying companions.

    As they gazed out over the shoreline, allowing their eyes to cast one last glance over the fluorescent rippling colour of the ocean, they noticed the metallic shimmer of another plane that was slightly titled and on a circular course. They presumed, and rightly so, that it was preparing for a landing, along with the other three planes that had emerged out of a large thicket of clouds that obscured the view to Petalburg. Taking this with an ordinary satisfaction, the youngsters reclined into their seats and welcomingly drifted into relaxation while the plane slowly started shuddering with great speed down the runway.

    The vibrations encompassed the body of the plane and soothingly added to the pleasuring rest for Max… until… nothing, only a gentle passage into the skies. Now his new adventure had begun, separate and void from any adult empowerment… for the moment and that was something he was willing to briefly revel in.

    “Max?”

    He quickly bolted out of his own thoughts, rapidly switching from his more predominant sleep mode over to his active brain functions while attempting to wrestle his eyes open.

    “Err… yea Harriet, what’s up?”

    Her response wasn’t immediate, and it was very clear through her actions that she was hesitant about asking, but her open nature wasn’t letting her conceal her slight lapse in reasoning.

    “Do you think we’ve made the right choice leaving Rustboro and all at a time like this?”

    “Yea, sure, of course we have,” he mulled, taking time to conjugate in his head his next response, “I must admit… I was a little resistant about leaving but it’s very clear that if we’re ever going to succeed in our own dreams that we must persue them with PokeBalls at the ready. There was no point us staying behind to help clean up or tend and care for Pokémon. Yes we would have loved that and we want to have done something, however, Roxanne and Brock weren’t going to just let us throw our futures away, even if it was just for a couple of days!”

    She sighed, acknowledging his comments, before attempting to further settle herself into the chair with a few toss’s and turns. After a few more rolls she finally ended up in the comfiest position on her left hand side, which gave her a wondrous view over the scenery below. And then… it became obvious.

    A huge puzzling complexity struck her. She knew something wasn’t right. Their positioning in the sky, the course of the plane… all of it resembled the earlier postures of the four planes they had seen circling Rustboro… but why?

    “Max, Max! Stop falling asleep,” she squealed whilst vigorously squeezing and shaking his arm to boldly get his attention, “Look!”

    He sheepishly arose from his solitary meditation and blindly gazed along the trail her finger was depicting. At first he just shrugged the situation off as Harriet wishing to show him something exquisite and elegant; a view from the heavens, but then his brain began to notice the odd signals too.

    “Hang on a second… woh, what’s going on?”

    “Exactly, that’s why I woke you up.”

    “I wasn’t asleep I’ll have you know… just… dozing.”

    “Ok, whatever, we haven’t got the time to argue now cos… well, do you think we should say something?”

    “Umm, I don’t know. Surely they must know exactly why we’re doing this. We can’t have come full circle for nothing.”

    “But look Max, the other planes… we’re all evenly distributed along the Rustboro skyline and we’re all going round in circles. Max, nothing about this situation is right… or normal!”

    By now the other passengers were also scrambling around the windows making the same observation as Harriet. The shining objects were spiralling in unison along a predetermined path that seemed to follow the line of the outskirts of Rustboro, from the sea right up to the Petalburg Woods. No-one was the least bit sure what was going on, and Harriet even noticed confused and panic expressions beginning to override the normally calm nature of the airhostesses. Her thoughts now started to lead her to a nerving conclusion: if the airhostesses were perplexed then something was indeed dire and potentially unsafe.

    As the passengers panic was beginning to rise and all their attention returned to the inside of the plane, now flooded with constant screams of questions that had the airhostesses consoling the phones with the captain, Harriet took one last look outside. To her horror their conditions had quickly worsened. No longer were they rotating around the city, stuck on what seemed to be an endless loop. No, instead, all of them had changed course, wings levelled out and noses headed right for each other over the heavily populated shopping area.

    *****

    The earlier terror that rang through the streets had finally dispersed, along with the disappearance of the Pokémon and most of the rubble they had caused. Things seemed plausibly better now and on the verge of reaching a sensible realm of normality, and Roxanne thought that at least this would bring a little more interest to their city and hopefully a few more busy days at her Gym and school. Standing opposite her in the thicket of the remaining bustle of the workers was Brock, attempting yet failing to successfully impress a Nurse Joy. At least something was vaguely normal.

    “Brock, get over here for a second could you,” she called, noticing a thankful sigh erupt from the Nurse Joy as she was able to return back to her duties. Brock then quickly excused himself from her company, still filled with bucket loads of infatuation, and headed over to Roxanne.

    “Everything okay?” he asked once he arrived next to her.

    “Yea, of course… I just thought maybe that Nurse Joy could use a little break from you, you know,” she timidly stressed, deciding to give him a little pat on the arm as a forewarned comforter, fully well expecting imminent denials from him.

    “Oh, well, yea you’re right, she’s probably got a lot of work to do and I suppose my charms just add as a distraction,” he spoke with clear sincerity.

    “Right… of course,” she chuckled, “Anyway, I suppose we had better head back to the Gym now, everything’s sorted here and the work crews have their schedules so we can join them bright and early tomorrow morning after a good night’s sleep.”

    “Hmm, very true, and a very good plan too,” he kindly said as his gaze wandered into the atmospheric dimming lights of the sky, “There’s no point trying to help when we can’t actually be of assistance here!”

    His eyes continued to survey the wondrous emotions of colour dancing elegantly in the slithering heat, all radiant in their beauty. Nothing could have been more calming than the dreamy sights of a setting sun after such a hectic day, and the five small shimmering beacons in the sky just added to that splendour. Suddenly though, something logical seemed to click in his thoughts. What objects were often present in the skies… planes? That was definitely it, but why then were these five planes all heading straight for each other right above Rustboro? Was their day really over?

    “No! It can’t be!”

    “Huh? What’s the matter Brock?”

    “Look up, look directly up, now!" With no hesitation, she immediately acted as asked.

    At first she couldn’t notice anything out of the ordinary and just supposed Brock was referring to the delectable sights of the blazing orange sky, but then, just like Brock, she spotted the strange shiny beacons, all seeming to slowly be nearing each other.

    “Oh… no… that can’t be planes, no… no way!”

    As complete confusion and panic started to gain control of her for the second time that day, the television monitors, just like before, sprang to life as a blurry image began to fade into view. Everyone that had remained in the streets now instinctively stopped their current jobs, all turning to glare towards the screens. Their eyes were yet again pierced with the cold and chilling silhouetted image, now hidden by the dimming light that was clearly visible inside the metallic hulk he was in. Somewhere above them was this monster, infiltrating their homes from the skies with whatever gadgets he had at his disposal. And now, he was back again.

    “Welcome citizens of Hoenn, and more specifically those of Rustboro, to another announcement from Sukai,” his words seemed to fill him with absolute pleasure. “It has only been mere hours since I last spoke to you, but some interesting factors have come to light since then. I know exactly what I want and where it is now, which means I no longer need your cooperation, although if you wish to oblige then things will be so much swifter and easier on your part. Today will mark the beginning of something more amazing than any of us can imagine… more amazing than anything God can imagine, for those believers out there. Arceus will even cringe when he realises Team Sukai’s true potential, our true power! Nothing can stop us! So… we’ll be in touch later with updates on our progress… and… oh, while I still remember, for those of you in Rustboro I have one last gift to give. If you would be so kind as to look above then there may be a spectacular show for you tonight. Though, I would like to point out, it’s out of my hands now and up to those on the planes as to whether or not you’ll receive a fantastic display tonight, if they can’t solve the riddles I’ve given them… then… boom!”

    ****

    The displays all immediately switched off as the cackling croak of his voice was the last thing to be heard. The noise lingered in the speakers until the monitors had completely retracted back into the seat rest in front and the soft leather lid had hidden the screen from view. The plane was entirely hushed, encompassed within tight pockets of silence.

    The speakers then began to buzz again, and the moods of those on board began to decrease even more, until a familiar voice began to speak. “This is your captain again. As you have just witnessed on our monitors, our planes are no longer under our control… and… and… we’re on a collision course with four other planes. As that man rightly said, we’ve just been sent an electronic riddle that requires us to input the answer before the controls are returned to us, and if we input the wrong answer then we’re completely locked out… for good…”

    The monitors then started to withdraw from their sockets in the head rests in front, this time with poignant green words written all across the black void.

    “But luckily for us, we have 200 heads on board that can all think about this, and then the most common answer can be submitted. Hopefully… no that’s the wrong word… We are going to get out of this situation, as are the other four planes!”

    Max was chilled at the silence that still loitered in the plane. He doubted that anyone’s spirits would have lifted even if the Captain had walked out here with some sort of device that could have magically transported them to safety. The shock levels and the flowing stream of fear was all that was probably capable of occupying their minds right now, not a bunch of green pixels.

    Somewhere down the opposite aisle to where Max and Harriet where sitting, a man leapt up with great enthusiasm and courage. He quickly and expressively made sure that everyone noticed him as if this was his shining moment in the spotlight, although it was likely to be due to the ever shortening time they had left. Without so much of a word, others followed in his footsteps and began to stand, metaphorically standing against the immoral actions of Team Sukai.

    Finally, after a few more moments of pausing, the first man began to speak, “The Captain’s right everybody! We’re the ones that have to do something here, to show that guy that thinks he can do whatever he likes with us just who he’s messing with. We’re no ordinary bunch of people folks; everyone here is unique so we can all bring something unique and different to this puzzle here. There’s no point in us waiting on the other planes to figure their puzzles out… so… let’s get to work eh?”

    His encouragements seemed to have paid off and the effortless bodies were now beginning to do something productive by reading the writing before them. Max took one last look out of the window that Harriet had so kindly left vacant while she leaned forward in her seat to scan the words more closely. Everything was now shrouded by darkness; the day’s end. The only visible things were the bright circles of danger that indicated another close presence that at any minute could easily whisk itself off to safety. Now he needed to be whisked off to safety, and so he rejoined the challenge ready for just about any believable solution to become clear.

    Royal in ascent, its flowing majesty rests. Above is the electric green; an Apollo in itself. With yellow like red it’s decorated and with purity it reigns. A distant watcher never interfering with its Subordinates.

    “This has to be a description of some sort, a Pokémon maybe?” Max quickly noted, turning to Harriet for a little guidance on the subject.

    “My same thoughts exactly, and because of the constant references to royalty do you think it’s a Legendary Pokémon?”

    “Yes possibly, or perhaps a flying type, the reference to Apollo, then above, and then a distant watcher.”

    “I suppose that narrows it down a little then, but still I don’t get what significance this has, if you think about it Max, Team Sukai are likely to have picked descriptions of Pokémon that are related to them… their goals… something like that.”

    “Wait… maybe you’re onto something here. Sukai sometimes takes the meaning of Sky, so Team Sky perhaps. I’m so glad I paid attention at school, I knew being a nerd would pay off at some point. This is just brilliant! And it now makes sense why there’s possible hinting about a flying type then, and royalty, perhaps they deem themselves as royalty?”

    “Or like I said earlier, a Legendary maybe… or a flying Legendary Pokémon?”

    The two continued to bounce ideas off each other, staying utterly aware of the planes situation in the process. Just by taking a quick glance out the window it was clear that they had probably about ten more minutes left before any form of dodging the other planes would become incredibly hard. It was also obvious to Max that one set of lights had vanished higher into the atmosphere, already having unlocked the answer to their riddle and begun the accent into the thrills of safety. Now it was down to four!

    As their voices sustained the frequent chattering, a couple of people in close proximity began to stray from their own thinking to listen more attentively to what these two were saying. It didn’t seem to matter to them that the two were just young infants in comparison to their own ages, in actual fact, as Max had rightly pointed out, they were practically hot off education and bustling with all the Pokémon knowledge they could dream of. Max and Harriet were probably the gold mine of information.

    “Hey, these kids are onto something everybody…” the man in the row in front said, turning around in his chair and clearly showing them off to everyone else on the plane, “Go on…” he instructed the two youngsters, “Tell them what you’ve just been discussing!”

    The plane once again fell into quietness as the passengers perked up their interest. Max took a heavy gulp before attempting to assert some authority and begin drilling those on board with the ideas that Harriet and he had discussed. After a few coughs to clear his throat, he hesitantly stood up and turned to look at the majority of faces.

    “Umm, well… we were… umm…”

    “Get on with it mate, we don’t have much time!” the man in front respectively said.

    “Okay… well… we were thinking… throughout the riddle there is constant references to royalty which Harriet deduced as referring maybe to a Legendary Pokémon, and alongside that there is also nods to the sky or being above which could well link with a flying type as the word Sukai from the team’s name can also mean Sky… but we haven’t been able to come up with any solutions.”

    “That doesn’t matter; we have something to base our thinking off now and…”

    “Rayquaza… yes Rayquaza,” this time a woman quickly leapt out of her seat, taking up position in the aisle and gracefully apologising to the man in front of Max for her rude interruptions, “Think of the Hoenn legends about the weather trio; Kyogre, the keeper of the sea, Groudon, the protector of the land, and then finally Rayquaza, the Weather Trio master and the master of the Sky.”

    “We don’t have anything else, I say yes that has to be it,” one of the airhostesses now agreed, proceeding to advance towards the phone that linked through to the Captain’s Cabin, “We’re going to have to go with it, we’re running out of time and this is the most plausible and best answer we have… if not the only answer. So who’s in agreement?”

    A vast wave of hands flew into the air, creating a sea of anticipating movements. As the airhostess scanned across the hands that she could see, it seemed apparent that everybody had raised their hand… so it became final… Rayquaza was the answer.

    “Captain, this is Angela speaking… we’ve come to the conclusion that the answer is Rayquaza, everybody is in agreement.”

    The loudspeakers once again activated, this time with the sound of faint beeps over the other end, “Good, I was hoping something would happen soon, we’ve had no luck in here so we’ll go with that and hopefully join the other three planes that have pulled away… Z… A…”

    Another flow of hushed silence swept through the aisles, no-one dared make a sound. Every single person and Pokémon alike were holding their breath. Nothing was happening and no-one wanted to jinx their chances. Suddenly the crackling of the speakers roared with triumph as the Captain and his co-pilot shouted with happiness.

    “It’s worked, it’s worked. The controls have been returned to us!”

    The shuddering motions of a quick accent instantly took hold of the plane and they began to soar into the vast expanse, home to their riddle, in time to avoid the remaining plane as it too began to swerve left of its position. Every plane was free from Team Sukai, free from terror and free from captivity. Everything was vaguely returning to normal again in a repetitive feel of déjŕ vu, but at least some warm relaxations of security were washing through the torment.

    “Well… you all did it,” the Captain proudly thanked, “I can’t thank you enough, and so I think it’s time we’d best make our way on over to Dewford Island before anything else happens here, no point hanging around anymore.”

    As the plane circled round Rustboro for the final time, gauging its bearing on the way, the cheers on board continued to sprout from wells of freedom and hope. Those on the streets below began to dance with joy as Rustboro had narrowly escaped terror for the second time that day, and this time a bright prospect hovered on the horizon… but only for those on the planes.

    *****

    The darkness filtered into Capsule 1 as it menacingly hovered in a cloud layer above Rustboro. The flashing lights were still whizzing away and the main principles were busy with their last preparations for landing. At the forefront of the bridge stood Apollo, lowly watching as his little game disbanded and the flying machines began to head out of reach of his control. How fun it had been, watching them trying to decipher his little cryptic puzzles, failing to grasp the true serenity of the creatures he had described. One day very soon though he knew they would witness the true power of those Legendaries first hand, under his own control… but only once the Pendant had become his.

    *****

    The backstreets of Rustboro were the perfect staging area for their meet, quiet, blackened and inconspicuous. Most citizens by now had returned to the comforting pulls of their homes, where their own keep sake feelings of security were, and this left the usually quiet streets even more attractive to Butch and Cassidy.

    The portable electronic machines were already set up from their earlier conversation with Giovanni, a conversation where their own moral ethics had, for some unknown reason, decided to activate. Nevertheless, ignoring the lure that their new PokeBall had acquired, they had a job to do, one that didn’t seem to conflict with their attitudes; destroying Team Sukai was a relishing thought and they were finally ready to begin operations.

    The imaging system kicked into action and the monitors began displaying the image of a metallic building, filled to the brim with Rockets all being allocated sectional teams that would deploy around the region of Hoenn. After a few momentary pauses, a small face popped into view.

    “This is the Section 1 Leader with the Kanto Troops, what is your current situation Miss Cassidy?”

    “Glad to finally meet you, I’ve heard a lot about your politeness, it’ll be a good disguise while you’re out here,” the blond lass responded, “Anyway, onto the important matters, we’ve sent the location spots of deployment over to your systems now and assigned the different Sections certain tasks.”

    “Right, I’ll get out tech teams to begin encoding it right away.”

    “Good, now, Section 1 and 2 will head to Dewford Island where we will meet them in a couple of day’s time. Your missions will become clear then, and we need you to deploy as soon as possible… which means now! As for the other Sections… some have been assigned to filter operations and others undercover operations. Each will know what to do and each Section Leader should begin preparations as soon as they board their designated flights. Remember though, we have to stay subtle which means no uniforms and no outlandish, unwarranted behaviour like the trio of Jessie, James and Meowth did the last time they were out here. We can’t have Team Sukai aware of our presence like Aqua and Magma were.”

    “Understood, Kanto over and out!” the young female said, immediately disconnecting all communications. Everything was now moving along nicely.
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    Ooh, who is this Team Sukai, and how do they differ from Magma and Aqua?

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    Quote Originally Posted by FlamingRuby View Post
    Ooh, who is this Team Sukai, and how do they differ from Magma and Aqua?
    Interesting question there. I'm not too sure how to answer without giving too much information away, but what I can say is that they have or are learning from Magma and Aqua's mistakes and seem to have stayed in the shadows whilst these other organisations battled it out until they could claim Hoenn for themselves. More of their mission and plans will be revealed as time moves on, and you find out a lot more in the next few chapters! So hopefully this ongoing storyline will add something new and intriguing into the storyline. Thanks again Flame for your swift comments! It's always nice to know I have people reading.

    On another note I plan on getting another Chapter of yours reviewed this week but don't hesitate to remind me. Same goes to Chosen if you read this, don't hesitiate to remind me! lol

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    I figure I'll learn more later.

    How many episodes are you planning to make this?

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    Quote Originally Posted by FlamingRuby View Post
    I figure I'll learn more later.

    How many episodes are you planning to make this?
    true lol. And long shall we say. I have lots if ideas and I've so far planned 85-90chapters including the ones written so far. From there there aren't many left at all but it'l still be a long project.

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