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1. The Fiend Of The Cathedral
2. Scuffle In The Car Park
3. Confrontations and Revelations
Chapter One: The Fiend Of The Cathedral
Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before.
The Reverend read from the tattered bible, his clear voice echoing about the airy chapel. He turned a page; broken light from the stained windows danced across the book.
Viceroy wasn’t listening.
The boy sat at the very back of the chapel in the corner. He’d visited this church (with his family) every Sunday for the last seventeen years of his life. Nobody sat in this row but him - no one wanted anything to do with the devilish boy who played about with computers. He was slumped over, his short dark brown hair hanging over his eyes and a red tie drooping into empty space.
He had been the topic of gossip for the older woman sitting at the front of the dusty church.
Is he mourning?
The poor dear can’t even sit up straight!
“Goddammit, why the critical hits?” Viceroy whispered in annoyance.
The boy shook his DS Lite in frustration as another one of his Pokémon went down. He was playing “Pokemon Diamond” and was facing the hardest boss of the game, “Champion Cynthia.”
His face screwed up in aggravation as the cursed Garchomp took down yet another member of his team. He stamped his foot in rage as his Floatzel dropped off the screen, powerless against the onslaught of attacks. He had only one pokémon left, his starter, Torterra.
He imagined his bulky turtle-like Pokémon shaking the huge tree and its armoured shell in rage of his teammates. Viceroy saw Cynthia smiling, flicking her long blonde hair with the tips of her fingers. Viceroy mashed the buttons on this DS, ordering his attack.
The Torterra let out a familiar cry as it appeared onscreen. Viceroy tapped the “A” button twice, selecting the move “Earthquake.”
THE FOE’S GARCHOMP USED DRAGON RUSH!
Viceroy crossed his fingers.
A CRITICAL HIT!
Torterra’s health began draining away, fading from green to yellow and finally to a crushing red. Viceroy could only watch as the pixels of life poured away into oblivion.
The DS gave a jolt, and the “Pokémon Diamond” game popped from the slot at the top of the double screened device. It bounced onto the floor silently, sliding forward under a few long pews. Viceroy watched as it stopped on the dusty marble floor between a pair of dusty sneakers.
That . . . was unexpected.
But what now? The game could get crushed if I wait until after the service. I can’t exactly get up and say “I dropped my DS game I was playing in the middle of being saved from the fiery depths of hell” either. There must be a way I could get it without being noticed . . .
BOOT HANDLER <AERODACTYL>
The boy lowered himself to the ground, feeling the soundtrack of “Mission Impossible” flicker into his mind. He slid forward, turning sideways to avoid someone’s high heels. So far so great. The seats were close together so the chance of being seen slipping underneath was small. He edged himself along the ground, once feeling the advantage of being short for his age. He turned his body sideways and moved further across the floor.
<AERODACTYL> BOOTING. APPLYING VIRUS PATCH
He finally reached the gray chip. The boy sensed movement above him; he turned his body sideways. He was completely concealed underneath the long row. He moved his hand towards the chip. He inched closer, and closer. He was almost there-
Viceroy flinched and pulled his hand away at the sound of the scream. It was followed by a smashing of glass and the grumble of rubble. Yells rang out, and Viceroy though for a moment that this could be an earthquake. It was pointless trying to escape with all of the bible bashers rushing past. In the chaos, Viceroy spotted his game being trampled to pieces underneath the frenzied crowd’s rushing escape. Viceroy’s heart hammered as he jumped from every possibility, crushed, trampled, or suffocated. Only when the noise and screams faded did he open his eyes.
Viceroy hoisted himself out from underneath the row of seats. The delicately stained glass that stood behind the altar had been smashed, with huge chunks taken out of the frame either side of it. It seemed quite holy, the sunlight streaming through the gap, filling the normally shaded area with warm light.
He felt breath on the back of his neck, warm and sticky. Viceroy turned on the spot, not sure what to expect. His hazel eyes widened and he staggered back in shock.
A huge gray creature stood before him. Huge whites with tiny black pupils stared the boy down. As Viceroy’s eyes adjusted, a gray jaw and head came into focus. A long neck held the predator’s head up. It was attached to a compact body that sprouted two huge flared wings, the insides of which were a deep royal purple. Its talons dug into the ground and its long devilish arrowed tail flicked from side to side.
The Aerodactyl lunged forward, its neck reaching out. Viceroy leaned back, his tie was severed in half by the reptile’s snapping jaws. Viceroy regained his balance, his entire body racked with adrenaline and fear. The Aerodactyl was no longer cautious it lunged forward carelessly, its entire body attacking forward.
Why is this happening to me? What’s going on?
Viceroy dove between the pews. The Pokémon instantly began tearing them up like tissue paper. The noise was horrific. Viceroy scrambled back on his hands and knees as sawdust and small pieces of wood rained on him. The creature roared with frustration and with one beat of its wings leapt into the air.
Viceroy turned over, the creature was descending towards him like a vulture homing in on its dead prey. The boy rolled to the side under a few rows. The Aerodactyl landed with a huge crash.
The Pokémon had lost track of its target. It began to stomp around the pews, sniffing at them occasionally. Its breath was heavy. Viceroy lay huddled in a ball under his original seat. He knew it was only a matter of time before he was found and ripped to pieces. He began wishing he had made his peace with God. Maybe then he wouldn’t fear death so much.
He rolled over and tried to breathe silently. Above him, on the underside of the pew was a DS cartridge. It was held there by Sellotape and judging by how much dust had settled on it, it had been there a long time.
What the heck? If I’m going to die then at least I’m going to know what game someone stuck here, and why.
Viceroy tugged the cartridge. The square, almost flat chip came off easily and without any sound. He pulled his DS from his jean pocket and flipped the black screen open. From there, he slipped the chip in the back and turned it on.
There was nothing for a second, and in the tension of the moment, Viceroy nearly laughed. Suddenly, walls of text began scrolling on the top screen at a breakneck speed that made reading it impossible. On the bottom screen text began to form.
PERMISSION TO BOOT?
Viceroy was intrigued. Whatever this was, it certainly didn’t seem like a game, but something else, something weird. Whatever the case, the Aerodactyl was getting closer by the second.
I may as well see what this is.
He tapped the “Y” on the touch screen with a shaking finger.
<SENTRET> BOOTING. INTITIATING POKEMON SUMMONING PROGRAM
The screen flashed bright colours, more code flowed through the screen and a crackled sound emerged from the speakers. The Aerodactyl’s head turned towards him, his hiding spot was discovered. Viceroy flung the DS Lite along the ground, trying to get the noisy device as far from him as he could.
It was too late, The Aerodactyl knocked away the pew he was under with a mighty swing of one of its wings. The Pokémon reared up into the air, Viceroy tried to crawl back but the Pokemon’s gray talons latched around his abdomen.
This is so tight! So painful! I need a miracle, please God . . .
The huge creature looked down at him, its jaws agape at its immobilised prey. A long strand of sticky drool landed on Viceroy’s face.
“PLEASE HELP!” Viceroy yelled.
A brown blur entered the corner of Viceroy’s drool-blurred vision. It smacked the perched Aerodactyl hard in the jaw, twisting its head sharply. The Pokémon huffed in rage and released Viceroy, distracted by the new battler.
Viceroy scrambled away, into the other corner and hid under the wreckage of some chairs. His body was shaking violently, and his breaths were laboured from his constricted abdominal muscles.
How could everything go so crazy all of a sudden. Why are there Pokémon here?
Before him, Viceroy spotted his DS Lite that he had cast away. The boy picked it up, it showed a basic looking menu.
What is this “Sentret” that this game keeps talking about? Wait . . Isn’t Sentret a Pokémon too?
Viceroy peeked through a gap in the wooden rubble that concealed his position. He saw the huge dragon-like form of Aerodactyl looking down at a small brown creature. It balanced on its long thick tail, which was striped, and rounded at the bottom. It had a single ringed bulls-eye target on its chest a set of mischievous black eyes.
A husky voice crackled from the DS’s speakers, <Bring it on, lizard breath!> The Sentret raised a stubby hand to the growling Aerodactyl and made a taunting “come get some” signal.
There was a shriek of outrage and the Aerodactyl snapped its neck forward. The Sentret bounced up on its tail and performed a forward flip, knocking the Aerodactyl’s head to the floor. It bounced up on impact and the Sentret performed another mid-air flip, sinking the Aerodactyl’s grey head further into the dusty marble.
<Yeah, boy! That’s what I’m talking about!> said the voice from the DS.
What could this be? This Pokémon, is actually . . .
The Aerodactyl suddenly sprung from the ground and twisted its face into a terrifying scowl. The Sentret immediately lost its mojo and trembled. With a smile in the corner of its jaw, the Aerodactyl swept its tail around. The heavy appendage struck the smaller Pokémon in the side, and sent it rolling along the ground..
Was that, a “Scary Face” attack that lowers speed? If they’re battling like Pokémon battle . . .
“Okay, no more hiding,” Viceroy declared. He stood up, pieces of broken wood falling off his dusty body. The Aerodactyl turned its head and bounded toward him.
Sentret needs time to recover. I have to hope this will work. I’ve got a fair chance, judging from Aerodactyl’s previous strategies.
Viceroy dropped to the ground and put his back to a thick stone pillar, clutching his DS tightly. The Aerodactyl charged straight through the pillar, the stone shot all around the room. With a horrendous crash the pillar fell sideways. The raging reptile turned around. Viceroy was completely exposed.
The boy smiled.
I can’t believe that worked! So predicable . . .
The Aerodactyl jumped in the air again for its pinning technique. Viceroy didn’t try to resist, and the Pokémon landed with a thud on the ground, with its talons latched tightly around Viceroy’s waist. The Pokémon raised its wings and screamed out an animal cry of victory.
Now, with your centre of gravity high and your legs close together . . .
Viceroy tapped the <TACKLE> selection on the menu of his DS Lite. The Sentret burst from the shadows, digging deep into the Aerodactyl’s exposed flank. Without its wings to protect it, the Pokémon was defenceless. It cried out and stumbled away.
<Nice call. I wouldn’t have thought you would take a risk like that.> The Sentret looked up at him, its rabbit-like ears twitching.
“I was hoping you were prepared to do the same too.”
The Aerodactyl cried out, and began having a temper tantrum. It stumbled about the church, knocking things aside and flapping its wings wildly. It was being humiliated and hurt. Its anger was building. Viceroy saw a devilish glint in the Pokemon’s eyes.
This isn’t going to be good.
The Pokémon opened its mouth. A small sphere of energy was being formed. It was perfectly circular and emitted a bright yellow light. It began to build, absorbing energy from around it. Colour drained from the church and filled the sphere with energy.
Is that a Hyper Beam charging?
The attack would be enough to rip the entire building apart. Viceroy clutched his DS and looked at Sentret. He tapped a button.
<You sure?> Sentret asked through the speakers.
Of course I’m sure. I know that this Pokémon is unstable, so now is perfect for toying with it’s emotions.
The Sentret walked forward on its small legs and brought its arms up to its face. The Aerodactyl snarled and built the energy up even more. The Sentret drooped its ears and put a sad, endearing expression on its face. With its eyes opened fully it leaned forward and feebly growled:
“Sentret . . .”
A small amount of pity began to form in the Aerodactyl’s eyes. It spread to the rest of the Pokemon’s body, its limbs and wings drooping. The energy stored in the Hyper Beam began to fade.
Viceroy tapped the <TACKLE> command on the touch screen. The Sentret made a tiny, evil smile. It raised its tail and pushed it deep into the ground, using it like a spring. It rushed through the air. The horror on the Aerodactyl’s face registered.
The Sentret charged at the sphere, knocking it down the Aerodactyl’s throat. The Pokémon scrambled back, its claws scraping the ground. Its screams echoed around the ruined church. From within, a great light began to build. It shone brightly out its eyes, nose and mouth like a powerful torch. It built, brighter and brighter until it engulfed the Pokémon.
An option flicked onto Viceroy’s DS screen.
INITIATE TYPE CRACK PROGRAM?
The boy looked at the Sentret, who nodded.
Viceroy tapped the “Y” and a strange blue halo encircled the collapsing Aerodactyl. The halo constricted the white form of the Pokemon. There was a small explosion which morphed into a perfect sphere before the shape shrunk down to the size of a GBA cartriage and dropped noisily on the ground.
Viceroy turned to Sentret.
<You‘d better pick that up before I get it myself and shove it up your ***.>
A message blinked onto Viceroy’s screen.
FATAL KERNEL ERROR!
TYPE CRACK FAILIURE DUE TO ENERGY OVERFLOW
DOWNGRADED TYPE CRACK FROM LEVEL 3 TO LEVEL 1
<ROCK> PATCH OBTAINED
Viceroy bent over, his severed tie floating in the air like a fine piece of red ribbon. He picked the cartridge up, it was the same shape as a GBA game and could fit in the bottom slot of his DS.
Imprinted on the front of the chip was a silhouette of a rounded looking creature.
“Sentret, I think you have some explaining to do.”
The response crackled from the DS, <Sure, but there is one thing I want to show you.>
The Pokémon waddled outside, leaving Viceroy standing awkwardly in the middle of the destroyed building. It returned, holding a flat DS cartridge.
<This was ejected from some sort of device when that Aerodactyl fainted, and look.>
Viceroy caught the chip, he flinched as the hot plastic scalded its hands. The outline of an Aerodactyl was on the sticker. The filaments on the back were black and burnt out.
<We’re in this together, what’s your name?>
“Call me Roy.”
The Sentret raised an eyebrow. A cheeky smile emerged on its face.