
Originally Posted by
Empoleon-Dynamite
The Ghostly Galleon
UNowenwasme?: “Mana!” The Pokémon chirps, showering half a dozen apple-sized Energy Balls into the clear water. You watch as some of the bubbles splash against the oblivious school of Magikarp, flaring in a pretty show of green fireworks on impact. Eager to participate, you hold out your hand as Manaphy starts pitching some of the balls your way – allowing you scarce time to volley them downwards. It’s not long before you get the hang of this game, managing to hit a few Barboach who sneer grumpily in return. Whilst you’re not quite a natural as the seafaring Pokémon, you find yourself having fun all the same. Time starts to fly by, and you’re too busy playing the unusual sport to notice dark clouds peaking up the night’s sky. Gene’s surveillance heightens as he picks up on the change in weather – odd drips of rain drumming against his metal hide. It takes a loud clap of thunder to get your attention, the noise throwing off Manaphy’s aim and causing the fish to scuttle away in panic. It looked like a good time to swim back to shore, but the waves start to pick up in size, casting you out further out. With a flash of lightning Manaphy clings to your side in fear.
This is more than enough to spur Gene into action, the robotic Pokémon hovering toward you at maximum speed. The waves quickly become treacherous, crashing violently and pulling you under. You can’t help wondering if this was triggered by nearby seismic activity, but survival quickly becomes the only thing on your mind as you find yourself caught in a massive tidal wave! Manaphy is much lighter, jetting up to the arc of the wave. You reach out to grab it but the wave quickly collapses on itself, bubbles streaming from your mouth as you start to lose consciousness. The last thing you see amongst the pitch black water is sea angel – fading away into the distance as you rapidly sink downward. Barely conscious, you feel Metang’s cold arms rub against your back as he catches you in his arms – lugging you onto his body as he rises back to the surface...
... Your eyes narrowly peak open, the sun causing you to squint and cover your face. There was no telling how long you’d been out for, but your lips were cracked and your throat incredibly parched. Gene acknowledges you, sensing a change in your neuropatterns, but you were more concerned about Manaphy. It was nowhere to be seen, surely it would’ve helped protect you... thoughts are quickly drawn back to survival; there was no coastline in any direction, just gentle waves and a small black dot on the horizon. You must’ve been cast far further offshore than you expected. The black dot draws closer and you’re quickly able to make out that it’s an old wood vessel. Any speculation as to what kind of vessel is quickly cleared as you spot a Duskull Cross & Bones on its mast and a striking Jynx carved into its bow. It was the Ghostly Galleon! The ship unfurrows its black sails as it parks a good eyes distance from you. Before you can get a good look at anyone on board, you here a hardy bellow emanating from the main deck.
“An enemy boat be sailing on our port bow! Fire da cannonballs!” As quickly as the voice cuts off you spot a platoon of cannons roll down the deck, the band of pirates loading them up with Voltorb! What will you do?