From Everland to Reborn ~ Episode 43
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“Reborn City really has a pollution problem,” she said. “I'm glad we don't have them as regional neighbors.”
I was silent. I took notice of how much of the city was covered in filth, and also that the ground had visible fissures even from high up where we were.
“I think that's Opal Ward, judging from how it's the only place looking decent,” she said, and we descended into said ward. Once we hopped off the birds, they let out loud cries and flew back up into the sky.
Given that Grandview train station was still under repair, we had gotten special permission to migrate into the region with my birds. However, the regional customs control told us to make the birds fly back to Everland, since the foreign bird species might interfere with their efforts to return Pokemon into their ecosystem. So that was it- without my birds, I would have to find bird Pokémon to substitute them.
“You're awfully quiet today,” she grinned. “May I ask what's on your mind?”
“No.”
“Rude. I'm just trying to help out, okay?” she shrugged. “Not that I can't get an idea as to your thoughts.”
“I don't think you'd know my thoughts.”
“Whatever. In any case, don't get homesick. We'll deal with Vanilla quickly and you'll soon be back home to see your birds.”
She probably thought that I was in a foul mood because I would have to part with my friends, but oddly enough I didn't feel distressed about that. I supposed the business that brought us here today had taken over my mind completely, so much so that any other problem seemed insignificant.
“Let's head in,” she jolted her head to the right, to where the Grand Hall gates were. “And remember this for everything we'll do: the end justifies the means.”
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In a hidden alleyway with little to no traffic, I made the encounter of a lifetime, if such a thing even existed. In a world where the physical impossibility of resurrection can be accomplished, however, that existence seemed not to matter at all. Questions as to how this could happen might be asked by a scientist, but I wasn't one. The only question I cared about was whether I could be allowed such happiness, despite robbing others of their happiness many a time.
“Welcome back, Pikachu,” I said and wiped my tears. “I'm sorry beyond forgiveness that I let you die before.”
Pikachu pressed the head of his disguise against my extended palm. He said something, with a cry different to a pachirisu’s.
“Please don't sacrifice your life like that again. I prefer to die if that's my destiny.”
Pikachu backed away, turned around and stayed still. It took me a moment to realize this was how he expressed disapproval now.
“Alright alright, let's just both try to live,” I corrected myself. “Should we get going now? Shelly should be waiting in Agate City already.”
Pikachu let out a loud squeak, and jumped on my shoulder as he used to do long ago. So much had happened since our separation, I judged a long conversation would be necessary to catch him up to speed- not that he would understand a thing.
“As for your furry fox friend from earlier,” I turned around to look at the zorua, but he was nowhere to be seen. “I was about to suggest he come with us, but I guess he was just helping you out temporarily, huh?”
We went out of the alleyway. Nothing had changed since I went in following the zorua, but I somehow felt as though I were a completely new person. A small weight in my chest had lifted up, and now I could breathe better.
I was ready to continue my pursuit of strength.
I rode my bike back to Route 1, and hadn't realized how tired I was until I placed a foot on the pedal. Even then, I cycled all the way back, partly concerned about leaving Shelly alone for too long.
When we got to Agate checkpoint, though, I found I'd been overthinking.
“Heyy Vanilla. How're you doing~” Cain asked. “Whoa, what is that little pokemon you’ve got there?”
Cain, whom I didn't expect to meet here, pointed to Pikachu. The little silky pokemon moved closer to my neck.
“It’s a long story, but this is Pikachu.”
“If I remember correctly, that was your pachirisu’s name,” Cain batted is eyes.
“The one and only,” I patted Pikachu’s head.
“I’m, um, happy for you, um, Vanilla. Oh, and Pikachu too, um, welcome back, I think?” Shelly added.
“So, why are you two here? Shelly, I thought you’d be waiting for me in Agate City.”
“Um, I'm not sure if, um, we can get through this checkpoint,” Shelly said.
I looked around, and found all of the guards asleep. Not just asleep either- they were in very deep sleep, since no amount of shaking their shoulders seemed to wake them.
“What happened here?”
Shelly shook her head, and Cain replied for her.
“We don’t know, since they were like this when we arrived,” e said. “I guess we’ve got no other choice if we want to pass through here.”
I would’ve asked what choice he was referring to, but Cain demonstrated the meaning before that. E sent out his nidoking, which punched the gate and dislocated it from the hinge in a flash.
“There you have it~ Now let’s head into Agate City.”
“That works,” I said. “Though I would’ve suggested jumping over the gate.”
Cain just smiled shyly and returned nidoking to his pokeball.
We walked into Agate, but it was eerily quiet. The number of houses and buildings made the city look populated, but not a sound could be heard and no shadow could be seen. We were indeed coming pretty late at night, but I would have expected at least some signal of life from a “city”.
“It’s too quiet,” I noted, but my levels of exhaustion seemed to raise exponentially with every step I took further into the city.
We didn’t walk very long until we started finding a few people lying on the ground asleep. It should have raised a red flag for me then, but I was so tired even these abnormalities seemed to pass my mind without raising an eyebrow.
“I’d also like to take a nap,” I murmured.
We took a turn on a corner, and two familiar figures grabbed the little attention I had. The four of us walked fast- for I was in no condition to run- and identified the sleeping pair as Aya and… that red head who visited Aya’s gym while I was there.
“Aya?” Cain approached her and tried slapping her cheek gently to wake her up. “Hah… well what a weird place to sleep. Dork.”
“It looks comfortable enough for me,” I said to myself, as I tried my best to stay awake.
“I’m getting drowsy t-too,” Shelly agreed. “I don’t think, um, a nap would harm anyone.”
So she was about to lie down on the ground next to Hardy, when out of nowhere a loud voice called out.
“RAAAWWWWWRRRRRR! Diamond Dinamooo!!”
I head the voice, but my reflexes were numb from the exhaustion to realize the voice’s owner was right behind me, jumping up with a giant mallet on her hand. She jumped so high that she passed right over my head and almost landed her mallet on Cain.
“Whoa, that was close! What do you think you’re doing?” he complained.
“What I’m doing? What I’m doing, you ask?” the woman, who had made just enough noise to jolt me awake by now, angrily waved her mallet at Cain. “... This saturday night babeh, I’d like to take you out, knowwhatimean?”
She nudged Cain, but he shook his head.
“People usually ask that before trying to pounding me, not after.”
I internally shook my head in disapproval, but I didn’t have the luxury to do so now that my mind was working at its full capacity once again. I looked at the people scattered around sleeping, and only now realized I was just about to be one of them.
“Anyway, as I wuz saying,” the rainbow-haired crazy coughed. “You gotta get the hell outta here!”
“What, well I suppose we should, but who even are you?”
“Don’t be shy, I can gib you my number if u want,” she whispered on Cain’s ear, and leaned closer only to shout from the top of her lungs. “I’m Terra, hear me RAWWWWRRRRR!!!”
“Ok fine, I heard you so stop rawring,” Cain said, covering his most likely permanently injured ear. “Can we get going now?”
“Nu. I haven’t finished talking. Didn't they teach u manners in scool? R00d,” Terra shook her head. “This is important: acceptable names include Terrawr, Terraria, Terrawrawrawrawrawrawr, M3G4T3RR4, super1337 lion tamarrr and Queen o’ booty.”
“Q-queen of… what?” Shelly asked, but thankfully Terra is deaf and couldn’t hear the question.
“Okay okay, sweety,” Cain smiled half-heartedly. “Now, let’s get to safety. It’ll be a little challenging to move these two sleepy heads, though.”
Terra looked at the sleeping gym leaders and inspected them briefly.
“Exhibits A and C,” she said firmly, but followed up with a low voice. “TherewasanexhibitBbutiatehim. Delicious.”
“Excuse me?”
“What? WHO SAID THAT?” she shouted. “Nut that it matterz. Dw tho, I gotchu backs. I’ll hit yo friends up with a first class ride to safety, right about… now.”
She then quickly went around and stopped right next to Aya. She swung her mallet like she was a batter waiting for a pitch.
“No way,” I blurted out without meaning to.
But it was just as I imagined- she swung the mallet and swiped Aya off the floor and sent her flying to what appeared to be the nearby circus Shelly had told me about.
“HOME RAWR!!!”
She didn’t end it there, but gave the same treatment to the red-head as well.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS A PHYSICS?!!”
We looked in the direction she sent him flying, but he didn’t seem to land within the circus.
“When she wakes, Aya’s going have a headache worse than a hangover,” Cain supposed.
“Who’s next?” Terra swung her mallet around, practicing her batting.
“I think I’ll walk,” Cain shivered. “That’s what this pair of legs are for.”
“Nu, legs are just there to be opened wide, ifyouknowwhatimean,” Terra winked.
I began hoping Shelly weren’t with us now.
VANILLA RATES: REBORN CHARACTERS
Short and sweet and sour to start Season 3! Also what the hell is wrong with the views? 17,000+?? if that's accurate, then y'all got too much free time, js jk
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