This is the first of my Pokemon fanfics that I have done. It's not complete but I hope you will like it and consider reading some of my other work!
These are chapters 1 and 2
The Eevee winced as it was thrown at the wall at full force. She tried to stand up, but her legs were too weak to move. She moaned in pain as the group of three outlaws encircled her. The Toxicroak stood over her and laughed. ‘Give up Star. There’s no way out. Show us to the Crystal Lake and we might spare you!’ Star shook her head at them. Drapion’s face turned red with anger.
‘Are you seriously telling me that you won’t show us to it?!’
‘Yes.’ The Eevee said matter-of-factly. That did it for Drapion. He charged at her using his renowned Crush Grip. It made contact hard and struck Eevee in the neck. Now Drapion was one squeeze away from killing Team Toxic’s only source to the Crystal Lake.
‘Stop!’ commanded Toxicroak, the obvious leader. Drapion relaxed its grip. It still held Eevee in a choker hold, but it was now impossible for it to kill Eevee in one crush. Arbok, the third member of the team slid over to Star’s companions, a Skitty and a Zigzagoon. The Arbok then hissed quietly, but loud enough for the sound to travel across the room.
‘You wouldn’t want me to eat your friendsss would you? I am very hungry and they would fit nicely in my belly...’ The Arbok laughed teasingly.
Star opened her mouth in shock. ‘You wouldn’t do that! Just to get to the Crystal Lake!? What are you, crazy?’ The Toxicroak smiled wickedly and walked casually over to the Eevee. Once there he extended one of his claws and put it gently on Eevee’s chin. The claw was laced with poison that would seriously harm you if you weren’t careful.
The Toxicroak opened his mouth and spoke sinisterly, ‘No, young Star we are not crazy. We have been tracking your movements for a good twenty years now, waiting for the time when you were in a form that was weaker than us. And now you are. Why don’t you turn into a ridiculously powerful Pokémon and beat us right now?’
The Eevee mumbled something under her breath.
‘I’m sorry. I didn’t quite catch said. Please can you repeat it?’ The Toxicroak mocked, he glared at her, trying to get her to tell her story to the Pokémon that had helped her in her darkest hour.
The Eevee looked down at the poisonous claw and the hand of Drapion around her neck. ‘I said that I can’t change form in the presence of someone else.’ The Drapion laughed horribly and spat some saliva onto the Toxicroak’s face. The Toxicroak, angered by this turned to face the Drapion. The Drapion blushed and quickly apologised to his Team’s leader.
‘Now, where were we? Oh yes. Saskia here was about to eat your ‘team’ members unless you showed or told us where the Crystal Lake is. So why don’t you, Eevee!? Or should I say Mew?’
The Skitty and Zigzagoon who were watching from the side gasped, they couldn’t believe their new friend was a legendary! ‘Did he just say Mew?’ the Zigzagoon questioned the Skitty.
‘I think so, Cory.’ The Skitty answered back.
‘Ssshusssh!’ hissed the Arbok, her anger apparent. The Toxicroak turned, his claw still resting on Eevee’s chin.
‘I think it’s feeding time, Saskia!’ he said smiling. The Arbok began to smile, it’s mouth widening massively.
‘Anything you say Nox!’ the Arbok said to Toxicroak. She opened her maw and began to size up her prey. Deducing that the Skitty was smaller, Saskia picked her up by her tail using her own powerful tail. She lifted the Skitty high into the air, just above her own head. The Arbok’s tail loosened its grip and the Skitty fell through the air and landed directly on Saskia’s tongue. The Skitty landed with its claws out. Saskia cried out in pain, and then dislodged the claws using her powerful tongue. The Skitty was rolled around in the Arbok’s mouth, before being swallowed down the oesophagus.
‘No!’ Cory screamed as he saw the blob of his friend travelling down the Arbok’s neck.
For poor Skitty things were much worse. During her journey down Saskia’s throat she had attempted to stretch herself out so she would get stuck and then have to be spat out. While this thought rushed through Skitty’s mind she thought of something that may have made her laugh at any other time. If she were to be spat out she would become a hairball. How ironic, She thought. She lashed out with her paws, but the throat was too sticky and she couldn’t get a grip. Then below her she saw the gaping hole into the stomach. She screamed louder than she had ever screamed in her life.
Outside of the body Cory heard her scream. ‘No! Anna...’ Saskia looked at him slyly.
‘Ssso this is Anna that I’m eating?’
‘Yes,’ Zigzagoon said unhappily.
‘Well, when you join her. Tell her ssshe was deliciousss!’ The Arbok giggled ecstatically as the bulge that was in her throat entered her belly. It distended outward about one foot. The Arbok moaned in delight at the feeling of all the struggles inside of her. She called the Toxicroak over and asked him to rub her belly. ‘Ohh yesss. That feelsss good!’ she said contentedly as the Toxicroak rubbed her belly whilst the Skitty struggled inside of her. Saskia’s tail made its way towards the rigid Zigzagoon. Her tail curled around its back leg and squeezed. The tail then swiftly moved up into the air until it was directly above Saskia’s gaping jaw...
The Sandslash ran through the undergrowth, slashing the vines out of the way. Behind him he could hear the footsteps of his companion, a Marowak. The Marowak called out something that Sandslash could just make out.
‘Are... we... there?’ Sandslash continued running, his head towards the ground. The Marowak repeated his question a few minutes later, ‘Are we there?’ This time instead of giving no answer his teammate stopped suddenly. Marowak tried to slow down when he saw the Sandslash’s spikes pointing backwards, but couldn’t and hit them square on. He silently thanked his lucky stars that he wore a bone helmet. He still fell backwards landing hard on his tail. He heard a click as it snapped beneath him.
‘That’s gonna leave a mark!’ the Marowak said, attempting to not scream. The Sandslash motioned for the Marowak to move directly next to him. The Marowak did and stared forward in awe. ‘We’ve found it! The Great Fall! The way to the other side and it’s all ours!!!’ The tinkle of an artificial river nearby alerted them to the fact that their leader was coming. ‘Here comes Drake!’ the Marowak called out. The Sandslash nodded and rolled his eyes. Just because I’m a mute it doesn’t mean that I’m deaf as well, he thought. The Marowak didn’t notice the Sandslash’s sarcasm and began waving frantically to the Gyarados that was coming ever nearer.
‘Alright boys?’ boomed Drake, looking down at them.
The Marowak began to dance with delight. ‘Yes! In fact more than that! I am so happy! We’ve finally found the great fall! Once we’re across the normal laws won’t apply, and we can steal forever!’ Drake looked down at him again, this time he was clearly annoyed.
‘Noryne, why do you have to always state the obvious? That is the only reason why we have come here!’ Marowak mumbled his apologies and then turned back towards the Great Fall. Two walls of stone and sand split by a ravine that was wider than the biggest city in all the land, yet was only a hundred metres across. This was the only point in the world where it was possible to travel across the border into the other side. It was guarded by the legendary trio of birds,
Moltres, whose breath burned through flesh and bone,
Zapdos, whose lightning could fell even the largest of enemies,
And Articuno, whose breath could freeze the heart of a warrior.
Passage through this mystic canyon was only granted by beating the birds in battle. Many had tried, none had succeeded. The other parts of the border were uncrossable as winds blew down on to hopeful teams, forcing them into a deep ravine, much deeper than the Great Falls, with no hope of escape, even for flying Pokémon, who couldn’t reach the top because of the Hellish winds that would throw them back to the ground. Inside this ravine lived a giant. A monster of an ancient Pokémon that would crush and eat any innocent Pokémon to fall into the ravine.
Team Doom, for that was the name of the three gathered on the edge of the Great fall, had been searching for the great fall for many long years, trying to stay away from the Police. They had originally been a part of Team Rocket, but on a mission about a decade ago their lives were effectively erased from all records by Meowth, the cunning new leader of Team Rocket. Meowth had told the rest of the team that ‘sadly’ Team doom had died while trying to find the Crystal Lake. This was of course a lie. Their mission was much more dangerous. In fact Meowth had sent them on it so they would die.
Their mission was to simply infiltrate the Police Corps HQ and steal the file on the ‘Great Fall’. Meowth knew no-one could survive the mission. But he was wrong. The members of Team Doom successfully completed the mission and vowed never to go back to the leader that tried to kill them. Since then the police have always been on their tail, trying to prevent them from getting over the border into a lawless country. But Team Doom have always been one step ahead, covering their tracks, making false paths and bribing villagers to lie.
And now they stood, looking over the Great Fall into the horizon. Drake murmured something quietly to the rest of the team.
‘On the count of three we begin the battle. One...Two...Three!’ They leapt up into positions. Without warning the legendary birds appeared, as if teleporting in. Drake smirked as he sent a hydro Pump into the Moltres injuring it thoroughly. Noryne threw his Bonemerang at the Articuno hitting its head and sending it spiralling down. The Sandslash launched a full on Sand Tomb attack into the Zapdos, trapping it in a tornado of sand. The Zapdos shrieked in pain, and then let out a powerful Discharge attack that knocked out Drake. The Moltres, now back on its game fired out a Flamethrower attack onto the Marowak. The Articuno sent forth a crashing Powder Snow move knocking the Marowak and the Sandslash out. The Moltres then picked up the lifeless bodies in its talons and dropped them down into the canyon.
A smile came to the Alakazam’s face as he and the rest of his police corps watched the battle end...