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Chapter Six: Drowned
Puffy cuts and scuffmarks stung Noibat’s body, a boundless affliction, in his still unhealed state. Noibat had yet to grasp the entirety of its line’s ability. The horrendously vulgar screech refrained, and Noibat recoiled. Audino released its head from its fatuous hands and endeavored to relocate Alexa’s signal. Nothing.
Water is the only thing that can stop my bug from transmitting, the ninja deduced. That can only mean one thing: something happened out at sea.
“Take care of him,” he mumbled to Audino. Abhorrence mounted inside Noibat’s small caricature. He embedded all of his faith in this one time, this one flight. His flying was iffy at best, but he concentrated his anxiety in his wings, and he was off into the forest before the ninja’s eyes. He was gone.
“Scott, there’s been an incident in Santalune Forest. A wildfire has started there, and I and some other volunteers from town are going to go try and put it out, okay? I’ll be back in a little while.” His dad’s rough, callused hand compassionately touched his face, kissing his son’s youthful forehead.
His dad departed for the forest, and, as he did, three Noibat flocked out of the trees towards their town.
Salty tears, like they themselves were from the ocean, welled in Noibat’s eyes as he flew away from his struggling parents. They could be consumed by fire. They could be slaughtered by Pangoro. Scenarios flashed in and out of Noibat’s mind like a camera; his mind was elsewhere. Tears made him lose focus. He could no longer see his brothers. He was numb. He couldn’t tell if he was even still in the sky.
“Skiddo, we’ve gotta go help that Pokemon!” He pointed to the bird spiraling out of the heavens towards Aquacorde River, the serene river that sliced Aquacorde Town in half.
Scott didn’t need to say anything else. Skiddo was off to the races. He charged to the river from the family’s threshold, vaulted into smoke-filled air, catching Noibat on its back, and proceeded to land on the opposite side of the river bank. Skiddo gamboled back to the other side, and Scott cosseted Noibat into his comforting hands.
“Scott! Oh, Scott!” Alexa distraughtly scrambled to the Ranger’s unconscious side, grasping the floor as she tousled on the ground to get to him. She yanked him onto his back from his side and retrieved her knife from her belt. She lowered its slightly curved steel blade under his nose to check for breathing. Nothing.
“Dammit, Scott, wake up! I’ve grown too close to you to just let you go like this! Wake up, dammit!” She pounded one fist on the brick floor around her, running her other hand gently through his sandy brown hair. She began to cry, the tears falling down her face like a meteor shower from space, staining Scott’s plaid shirt as they crash landed on Earth.
“I let him come with me… He came to help me… And this happened.” She choked on grief, literally. Tears flowed now, air no longer circulating. “It’s my fault he’s dead!” His body jolted. “Scott, please wake up!” She tapped his face in hope of a response. He jerked. His head bolted up, seawater ejecting from his lungs onto the brick floor. Repetitive coughs awoke him from his slumber, and Alexa nestled him into her arms. “Scott… I thought you were dead! You can’t do that to me!” They got to their feet.
“I-I lost the book… We’re going to have to figure out this temple by ourselves,” he drowsily explained. “Where’d you get that knife?” He wasn’t fully back to normal, but suspicion aroused him.
“The armory over there,” she answered, pointing to a bare wall. She chuckled. “Kidding. I grabbed it back at home before we came out here. We better get going. There’s only one door in here.” She pointed to lone door with her knife.
“After you, freckles.” She blushed. Freckles surfaced on her pale face every summer, but they weren’t there when they left Santalune Castle; they showed up on the way to the Temple.
“It’s beautiful.” After entering the lone room, a surprise stared them in the face. Allure radiated off of the Water Orb, just resting on a brick pedestal in the middle of the room, identical to the previous room except for it being half the size. “It can’t be this easy,” she said. “We just walk in here, take it, and leave? It’s never that easy.” A small brown entity peeked into the room.
“Might as well try.” The orb was light blue, like waves eternally crashing on its surface. Scott approached the orb, the brick ground giving in underneath him- a trap. He fell through, water silkily flowing underneath him. Alexa hurtled in after him, not losing him again- and to a waterslide, nonetheless. They winded through the Temple, a narrow tube escorting them, Alexa latching herself around Scott’s waist. The tube spit them out from the ceiling of a narrow marine tube. The tube was all glass. The cerulean Azure Bay was the backdrop for the Temple, wildlife parading around the tube as if it was normal. A small purple button stood on the ceiling next to the hole that deposited them. The brown creature looked down the hole in which the duo fell, and decided against following.
“Uh, sorry…” She nervously let go of his waist, embarrassed.
“No, it’s completely okay. Do you think you could have Vivillon fly up and hit that button?” He reassured her.
“Yeah. Yeah, of course,” she stammered. She tossed Vivillon’s Poke Ball into the air to release it, but nothing came out. “Damn, that’s right. Vivillon is above with Lapras. They didn’t get taken under with the whirlpool like you and I did.”
“I’d use Noibat, but he’s back in Coumarine City. Well this sucks. The only support we have is my Skiddo, but he can’t get up to the ceiling. Wait…” He released his buddy. “Bulldoze, Skiddo!”
Alexa stumbled into Scott’s arms from the quivering glass underneath them. The wild Pokemon paid the shaking transparent tube no mind. Skrelp and Dragalge circled around the tube’s clear exterior, their fins gracefully catching the silky flow of the water. Numerous Lumineon passed the tube, catching the gleam of a reflected sun. The tube was near the bay’s surface.
Alexa detached herself from Scott’s warm arms. “I see. You used Skiddo to make sure we didn’t fall again.” Before she could catch her breath predators had approached the tube’s exterior. The Mantine from before glared inside, ready to break the glass and avenge their defeat. Five Psybeams fought against the glass, the glass caving in under the cataclysmic pressure. Glass rained down on the tube, shrapnel stinging the duo as it cut them, and water from the bay roared into the tube, rapidly filling.
“Distract them. Once the water is high enough, I’ll swim up and hit the button.” Alexa nodded in agreement. Practically instantly the water was up to their shoulders. “Here we go.” The five Mantine aggressively urged into the tube. Barrages of bubbles sped through the glistening water. Scraps of glass caught the setting sun’s gleam from above, casting rainbows through the tube- a beautiful backdrop for a terrifying predicament.
Scott returned Skiddo and waded back in the water, stroking his arms and legs. He and Alexa caught their final breaths as the water overtook their bodies. They were fully submerged in the frostiness of the water. It chilled them, slowed them down. It had full access to their bodies. It enveloped every piece of them, becoming part of them. There was no escaping the magic of Azure Bay.
The water continued to cascade in. Bubbles from the barrage of Bubblebeams exploded against the remaining glass of the tube, shattering it. Glass continuously sank to the soiled ground as Scott rose with the heightening current. Alexa performed gymnastics for the Mantine, confusing them. Wary of the glass on the ground, she contortioned, did handstands, anything to keep their minds off of Scott. They were getting restless.
Alexa yanked off her red cardigan and motioned it toward the Mantine like a red flag would have been done for a bull. One of the Mantine’s wings glowed a fluorescent white as it dashed toward her wading body. She maneuvered her body up, Mantine dashing underneath her. She barely escaped the Wing Attack. The other Mantine pursued the same thing. She inched between the barrage of attacks, but danger lurked in every shadow. A Mantine behind her hurtled an Acrobatics attack into her back. Her back cracked as she drifted under the current; her mouth jolted open in agonizing pain, the air escaping, her life fading. The Mantine rammed her in the front now, throwing her threw the water at the far wall. Scott ascended to the button and slammed his fist into it. The far wall opened and Alexa fell through.
The next room was far beneath the tube. The bay’s water cascaded out of the tube and into the hole. Scott waded over to it and swam down the vertical corridor until he reached the bottom. It was a huge dome. The ground was stern brick like the first room, but the beautiful dome roof was glass like the tube. This dome room was massive and housed many different Pokemon. It was truly gorgeous, like the best aquarium in the world. Alexa’s limp body lay a few feet in. Water pooled under Scott’s feet. If he didn’t do something, the water would continue to fill the dome room as well.
A couple Piplup waddled through the appealing room, casually sliding around on their stomachs at will. Frillish and Swanna flew freely at the top of the dome. Krabby and Corphish traipsed throughout the dome, snapping their pincers at anyone who approached them. Froakie and Frogadier clung to the dome’s glass covered in their frubbles. A Stunfisk flopped in the corner, victimizing a pair of Totodile.
The five Mantine burst out of the wall and into the dome, brick shrapnel slinging through the air. “Perfect.” Scott jogged to the Stunfisk and aimed his Styler at it. “Please, Arceus, let this work.” Scott released the top. The capture process began, circling around Stunfisk. Stunfisk, with a very deep voice, chuckled and released a jolt of electricity, shocking and destroying the top. Stunfisk used its stomach muscles to leap to Scott’s head and zapped him. “Hey!” Scott released another top. Stunfisk seceded and let itself get caught. The two Totodile jumped up and bit Scott’s head in thanks for saving them from the Trap Pokemon. For letting itself get captured, Stunfisk zapped Scott again. “I’m regretting capturing you…” Stunfisk laughed at him.
The Five Mantine formed a circle above Scott. “Stunfisk, Discharge!” Stunfisk leaped high above Scott’s head and unleashed a massively powerful surging yellow current. Electricity pulsed through the air and into the Mantines’ veins. Scott’s wet hair stood up from the electricity as each Mantine crash landed onto the brick ground. Stunned, Scott said, “Just how powerful are you?” And then he remembered. “Alexa…”
She lay cold on her back. Scott checked her forehead with the back of his hand- freezing. A huge tear in the back of her red cardigan provided the scar of the Mantine’s wrath. “I don’t know what to do…” His voice quivered. Nerves overtook him. Stunfisk wobbled to Alexa’s lifeless body and eased gentle pulses of electricity into her. She was starting to breathe again. Stunfisk continued. She turned over on her side. It increased the amount of electricity in each pulse. She leaned up. Scott helped her to her feet. “We’ve got to stop almost dying…” She fell into his embrace.
Noibat retraced its steps back to the waterfall where all of the wild Pokemon gathered. “Please, everyone! Let me face you in battle. I need to grow stronger for my trainer,” he desperately pleaded.
“I’d be glad to battle you,” a Beedrill maliciously responded. Noibat nodded in agreement.
Magenta barbs sparked out of Beedrill’s arms, wreaking of trash, and proceeded toward Noibat. Noibat shielded itself from Poison Sting with a quickly thought Protect attack. The barbs bounced off of the colorful shield, and Noibat’s wings glowed a dark grey, soaring towards Beedrill. Noibat bounced off of the Poison Bee’s Harden attack and retaliated by slamming it down into a tree below with Dark Pulse.
“Here goes nothin’.” Noibat’s wings glowed white this time as Air Cutters sliced out of them. Ensuing an Agility, Beedrill promiscuously dodged and hovered behind Noibat. Noibat spiraled down toward the pool below as a Poison Jab stabbed its back.
Noibat flapped its small wings in a frenzy and caught its balance. He honed in on his past, the pain that he felt when his parents were murderously attacked. He concentrated all of his pain, fear, and sense of being a failure into the attempt. He wanted to be as good as his parents and siblings. Like a missile, Air Slashes launched out of Noibat’s wings and exploded on Beedrill, like bombs, one at a time. Black smoke trailed behind Beedrill as it fell flat into the cerulean pool at the bottom of one of Kalos’s beautiful waterfalls.
“It’s finally mine!” Plump red hearts filled the teenage girl’s eyes as she laid them upon the Water Orb. She maneuvered out of the threshold and around the hole in the floor where Alexa and Scott had fallen through. She approached the pedestal, cautious of anything that would compromise her raid. She lifted the Water Orb into her once graceful hands, now rough and hardened, and the ground began to shake. She became unsteady, stumbling back into the hole, beginning to fall. Her hand caught the edge of the abyss, but the flowing water from the slide course beneath her tempted remorse. Giving in to the water and her own weight, she let go of the craggy edge. “I’ve come too far for this,” she uttered as she pressed the Orb into her stomach for protection. Consuming light emanated from it, growing and growing until it consumed her completely, a faint yell being the last of her.
Tremors from the Orb’s removal continued in the dome. Water sloshed and slurred and tossed as it continued to pour into the dome room. “We’ve gotta stop the water or we’ll be in the same predicament. Stunfisk, can you-“ Stunfisk leaped and opened air pockets over the entrance. Boulders fell through and covered the threat. To be safe, Stunfisk shot mild Sludge Bombs at the boulders to seal them like glue. “Note taken.”
“Scott, there’s an exit on the opposite side. We might as well try it.” Life slowly faded back into her. Krabby and Corphish snapped their pincers at them as they passed. With Stunfisk removed, the two Totodile chased each other’s tails and had a good time. The duo entered the new room.
“Oh, hell no.” It was a dimly lit, narrow rectangular room. The middle of the room was a gaping hole, water beneath it, with a tightrope being the only way across. The dome door slammed shut behind them. They had no choice but to cross.
Stunfisk leaped high and, flapping its little wings profusely, glided over to the other side. Once landed, it motioned toward the others like it was a piece of cake. Scott timidly approached the rope, Stunfisk sighing at Scott being intimidated. Carvanha jumped and snapped in the water below. If either of them fell, they would be eaten. Scott grabbed the rope and laid down, dangling down from it with his arms latched on and his legs wrapped around it. In this position he inched over to the other side. Alexa followed.
Halfway across, Alexa stumbled due to still being weak from Mantine’s attack. A jolt of searing pain raced through her back. Her grip loosened and she freefell toward the pinching Carvanha. Scott didn’t have time to react. He was paralyzed by fear. A light brown flash escaped Stunfisk’s body. A wall of water shot up from below and carried Alexa to the rope. Feeble, she edged herself over to Scott and Stunfisk. Stunfisk gave them both a spunky shock and chuckled.
The door opened. The room was dimly lit like its predecessor, but unlike the rectangular rope room, this one was again a circle. This room was much smaller than the circle dome room. Most of the room was made up of a murky pool in the middle. A small ring of concrete surrounded the nasty water. Shadows danced across the water as a giant Pokemon emerged from it.
“A Tentacruel… but it’s gigantic! This has to be a test…” Alexa stepped back, bumping into the brick wall. She felt extremely weak. She couldn’t fight; she had no Pokemon. She had nothing. She was useless to Scott and was only holding him back. She wanted to be invisible and run away. She wanted the wall behind her to disappear so she could run and never look back. She wanted to save Scott.
“Stunfisk, Discharge!” A swift bolt of pulsing golden electricity shot out of Stunfisk’s mouth like a canon, forging into the large Tentacruel’s body and stunning it, its body beginning to succumb to a jolting paralysis. Stunfisk giggled in a higher voice and zapped Scott. “You’ve gotta stop that…” Smoke from his fried hair filled the air around him.
Tentacruel began to flail, its miry tentacles briskly swinging around the room like stiff noodles. “I’ve got it! Sludge Bomb, Stunfisk!” Explosive sludge projectiles shot out of Stunfisk’s mouth, overtaking Tentacruel’s face and gluing its malevolent eyes closed. Purple rings of goo folded out of Tentacruel’s forcibly closed eyes; consequently, the flailing of its tentacles tremendously increased.
“Alexa!” The sound of her name entered her ears and reverberated in her head for a moment before it yanked her out of her trance and back into the Water Temple. A slimy tentacle was, like a falling girder, hurtling toward her. Adrenaline awakened inside her demure body. She secured her silver dagger in her hand and, as if she had been practicing swinging knifes her entire life, sliced the end of the tentacle off as it lunged for her face. Irascible roars wailed out of Tentacruel as Alexa steadied the tentacle in her hand.
“What… did I… do?”
“Alexa, it would have killed you! Along with being a Water-type, Tentacruel has Poison-type properties. That tentacle must have poison in it, and we may need it at some point. Put it in my bag and we can finish this.” She slipped it into his rucksack and zipped it back up. His thick, velvety brown hair wafted as he swung his arm to command Stunfisk. His Pokemon listened carefully and executed the final attack- a Discharge acutely at Tentacruel. It wailed and fell, a quaint tremor able to be heard from the main room.
A large door forged out of the brick wall behind them.
Scott asked, “Alexa, do you think this Temple’s been too easy?” They started into the hallway. Light increased the farther they walked.
“I did at first, but I just decided to accept the easiness and hope for the best! Scott…?” Scott’s face was blank, expression nonexistent.
“Cold. It’s getting colder the farther we walk. We must be getting lower and lower in the bay. Scientifically speaking, the deeper you get, the colder it becomes. We could be getting near the end of the Temple.”
Immense light consumed them as they arrived in the next room. Wisps of freezing fog hovered throughout the room. The room was rocky, cavernous, but it was cased in ice. Little bits of rock peeked out through the ice that shrouded them.
“It’s beautiful,” Alexa muttered. “Bar the rope room and the Tentacruel room, this Temple has been breathtaking…”
“Over there!” On the opposite side of the room sat a gargantuan blue and gold treasure chest. It appeared as something only royalty would own. Jewels adorned the edges, but there was one problem. Like the room, the chest was encased in ice.
Stunfisk again chuckled, jumping into the air. A torrent of water, steam trailing off of it, cascaded out of its mouth and onto the chest. Within minutes, the chest was completely and thoroughly thawed. “He he he,” Stunfisk chuckled, spraying Scott with one of its Scalds.
Scott opened the chest. Inside sat a pair of Iron Boots, a tool necessary to beat the end of the Temple. Scott slid off his shoes, put them in his backpack, and put on the Iron Boots. Spikes on the bottom began to break the ice.
He kept walking. The ice caved in underneath them. Scott, Stunfisk, and Alexa fell to the inner depths of Azure Bay.
Their landing was cushioned by the serenity of peaceful water, flowing around them in such tranquility. When they surfaced, they saw a tropical paradise. Underwater, Stunfisk zapped Scott and Alexa.
“We’re… outside!? How is that even possible?” Alexa asked.
“I… don’t know.” They were in a huge cobalt lake. Various aquatic Pokemon, like Goldeen or Horsea, inhabited it, beautifying it even more. A tropical jungle surrounded the lake, crashing waterfalls able to be heard in the distance. A little island sat in the middle of the lake, and a pedestal stood on it. A mysterious blue orb sat alone on the pedestal.
“Did you see that?” A shadow swiftly moved under the trio.
They waded over to the tiny island and approached the orb. It began to faintly glow, the temperature increasing. It exuded a mild heat, like it was activating. “What is it?” Alexa had never seen something like it before. The shadow, roaring, surged out of the lake, and the orb glowed even more. The orb began to levitate, ascending to the Pokemon’s height. The Pokemon and orb glowed, becoming one.
“We’ve got to go, Audino. We can’t let them see us.” The ninja was frantic, out of his normal zone of tranquility. He zapped Audino back into its Poke Ball and in turn released his Greninja. Teenagers, wearing simple black jeans and white t-shirts adorned with a basic red F, stepped out of the forest and proceeded into Coumarine City. “Smokescreen pronto.” Stark black smoke consumed them, depositing them at the tree line. They receded into the forest. “I don’t know where Noibat went, but I hope it’s far, far away from them.” Greninja leaped from tree to earthen tree. A deep moan was knocked out of the ninja as he collapsed to the ground. “What happened?”
A teenage girl landed on the ground next to him. “I must’ve run into you, sir. I’m sorry.” She was subtle, quiet.
“Is that the Orb from the Water Temple, by chance? I have some, um, friends in there.”
“What? No! Don’t be ridiculous.” Anxiety struck her body. She froze. He knew.
“Who are you working for?”
“N-No one. I’m alone.” The anxiety wavered in her voice. Voluptuous bushes behind them rattled as two of the teenagers stepped out, their black jeans and white shirts revealing them.
“Well, just what do we have here? Both of the people Scarlet wants are sitting right in front of us, Korrina!”
“Literally a pair of sitting Ducklett! Ha! Let’s get ‘em, Anton!”
“What about you, sir? I can’t just leave you.” Timidity filled her voice again.
“Go.” Korrina and Anton called forth their Houndoom as she scuffled to her feet and anxiously paraded away into the eternal forest, the Water Orb held tightly against her body. “Greninja!” Thick black smoke poured out of every crevice in the branches and leaves, inducing Korrina and Anton into a severe coughing-fit. Greninja sprang up out of the tree out of the smoke, a torrent of water swirling underneath its feet. It let go, its rage shattering as the torrent of water forcefully cascaded down into the forest, yanking the duo and their Houndoom off of their feet. Anton grabbed a little machine from his soaked pocket, cupping it to his mouth. Through the fog he sent a needle flying out of it. “Ow,” the ninja softly said as a little prick pierced his neck. He and his partner made haste in the opposite direction.
Trees, flowers, and shrubbery began to multiply. He started to stumble over absolutely nothing. He fell repeatedly, making it back to his feet in a last effort to get away from his stalkers. His eyes grew heavy, bags weighing them down. His speech began to slur, and his hearing went in and out of focus. A vague crashing pumped in the background. He fell again, cold, refreshing water splashing his face. He was falling. His body made impact in more water. He had found the river and waterfall from before, the same one Noibat had just beaten Beedrill at. Water consumed his body and filled his lungs. Drifting into the abyss, his life faded and his eyes closed.
“This Pokemon… I’ve never seen one in real life,” Scott said, flabbergasted.
“You know what it is?” Alexa questioned. She was at a loss.
“It’s a Gyarados, but I’ve never seen it like that before.” Crimson red scales jaded down its sides. Its length grew incredibly, its underside turning a dark gray. Its whiskers grew, lengthening all the way down its body. Giant tan fins grew out of its deep blue figure, a nasty look capturing its visage. It wasn’t called the Atrocious Pokemon for nothing.
Scott and Alexa could feel the power it had gained as it fired Hyper Beams in every direction. Crystalized ice shards pierced the trees of the jungle as Gyarados rapidly fired Blizzard attacks; other areas were scorched from searing Fire Blasts. Parts of the jungle were frozen and others burning- an oxymoron of atrocious proportions.
A Hyper Beam roared down from the heavens, aimed at Scott and Alexa. Like a piece of paper-thin glass, the island used as the orb’s alter shattered. Scott, Alexa, and Stunfisk were sent flying, crash landing into the clouded lake. Shrapnel and dirt camouflaged the once beautiful lake, transforming it into a talisman of Gyarados’s wrath.
Scott spat the dirtied water out of his mouth as he surfaced and said, “We’ve got to get to the mainland. Once there, we need to make a plan. I think this is the end of the Temple, Alexa. We’re almost done.”
Once on the jungle beach, Scott asked, “Stunfisk, do you think you can convince the Pokemon in the lake to help us? I have a plan, but we’ll need them to do it.” Stunfisk nodded and leaped back into the lake. “We’ll also need you, buddy,” Scott finished, grinning as he released Skiddo.
Thick, voluminous black smoke tinted the sunny sky as the jungle burned. Plump dark rainclouds assembled over the lake as the heat from the burning jungle melted and evaporated the frozen sections. Hot and cold began to mix, opposing forces intertwining into an unstoppable force. The clouds began to move quicker, faster in a circular motion.
“That better not be forming what I think it is…”
“Alexa, run inland… NOW!”
“Stun!” Stunfisk chuckled as it surfaced on the beach. A wild Slowpoke surfaced with it, carrying the Iron Boots via a Psychic attack. The Iron Boots landed in front of Scott.
“I completely forgot about these… They must’ve sunk when we fell through the ice room.” As he said that, Water-types surfaced all over the lake. Goldeen, Kingdra, Poliwhirl, Seel, Sealeo, Basculin, Buizel, Luvdisc, and Dewgong joined the fight against Gyarados.
Water Guns, Bubblebeams, and Hydro Pumps soared through the tropical air as Gyarados maneuvered around all of them. It was too fast. Spheres of ice formed in every Pokemon’s mouth. A gigantic stream of Ice Beams froze the lower half of Gyarados’s body. It began to spiral down toward the lake.
“That’s it. We’ve got to slow it down and get it in the water!” Gyarados jerked its tail, shattering the ice and resurfacing into the air. More violent now, Gyarados summoned a Twister attack and unleashed it on the lake. The mini cyclone swept over the water like a dance, knocking out Pokemon as it went. The Twister climbed on the beach, arching past Scott. Petrified, Alexa couldn’t move. The Twister struck her body, throwing her body against a tree, her head hitting hard. “Dammit, Alexa. I thought I told you to run!”
Like he saw Alexa do back in the marine tube, he took off his plaid shirt and waved it at Gyarados. “You ready, Slowpoke?” It nodded. Gyarados viciously roared and raced toward Scott’s body. Right before it reached his body, Slowpoke used Psychic to pick Scott up and, where his body was, place the Iron Boots. Gyarados followed through and, expecting to eat Scott, ate the Iron Boots.
A deep roar bellowed out of the Atrocious Pokemon as it fell into the lake, unable to arise due to the heaviness of the boots.
“Skiddo and Stunfisk, use Horn Leech and Discharge!” Scott threw his arm like a conductor. This was the final chord in the symphony, a perfect blend of physical and special attacks. Skiddo charged, Stunfisk on his back. Skiddo’s horns extended, and Stunfisk enveloped them in a powerful Discharge. Skiddo bounded over the lake, a flying, pulsing electric current, and slammed the Horn Leech Discharge combination into Gyarados.
The Atrocious Pokemon glowed, shrank, and transformed back to its normal self. The orb levitated and disappeared into the rainclouds. The clouds dispersed, and the forest fire quelled.
The jungle blurred and everything began to fade. Gyarados was the first to do so, with the aquatic Pokemon and lake following. The paradise changed to the brick room adorned with a pedestal in the middle from the beginning. The hole in which the duo originally fell was fixed, but the Orb was missing.
“Scott… There’s only a piece of paper here.”
“Well, what’s it say?”
“A cavern cased in ice,
A Fire-type will show.
Snowflakes beautifully dotted,
A frozen heart will thaw.”