RE: "Cyrus's Revenge" Pokemon Fanfic Chapter 1 and 2 is up! Working on chapter 3...
Chapter 3
It was a cold dewy Saturday morning just south of Floaroma City. The sun was just starting to creep over the horizon filling the dark sky in a beautiful red and orange glow. Pokemon of the night were settling into their nests for the daylight hours after a night of activity and hunting, and the sound of a Starly’s chirp could be heard all over the trails.
The early morning was soon disturbed by the sound of heavy footsteps and machinery.
It was about 6:05 AM when the sound of truck could be heard cruising up the road.
“Mars, why do we have to do this now?” complains one of the Galactic Grunts in the Truck.
“Because Cyrus is the boss and told us to. Quit your moaning. Your getting paid to do the things you do. Or if you like, I can inform Lord Cyrus of your…discomfort and he can relive you of your place here.” Said Mars with a grin.
“Err, No! Not at all. I’m just saying, who likes getting up this early? Mars, you cant honestly say you like it.”
“….I do what Cyrus requires.” She replies after a pause.
The truck comes to a halt just before a fork in the road. The path to the left going up into the hills, while the path to the right continues into Floaroma City.
After a pause, the truck turns onto the left road and continues on.
“Mars, what makes you sure we can find a Shaymin here? I mean, aren’t they supposed to be legendary?” Inquires the female grunt.
“Ha ha, because. We have bait.” Said Mars grinning again as she stops the truck in front of a field of flowers. The early morning sun shined brightly on the pretty pink and red flowers that covered an area as large as a football field.
“Mars, are those…?”
“Gracidia Flower? Yes. Wild Shaymin are attracted to these flowers. And based on Cyrus’s data, there should be at least one shaymin that shows up here today, or rather this morning.”
“So I guess now we wait.” The grunt adds.
“Well, your first statement that isn’t a question.” She says with a laugh.
Grabbing an odd gray colored pokeball from her waist, Mars walks to the back of the truck and sits down.
The female grunt looks at it and starts to open her mouth before deciding against it.
Why ask when I will probably find out soon enough…everyone thinks us newbies are really dumb. Humph.
To their good fortune, it was only about hour before a soft beeping emitted from the driver’s seat of the truck.
Without a word, Mars stood up, walked to the drivers seat and silences the beeping.
Mars then presses the small circular button on the front of the gray pokeball and it grows to full size revealing two red oval shapes, one on each side. She presses the button a second time and holds it up, aiming it at the field of flowers. The red ovals on it start to flash at a steady rate. After a few seconds, the pokeball makes a loud “BEEP” and Mars throws it up into the air.
“This is a little invention of Doctor Charon. It’s called a Galactic Ball. And before you ask, I’ll explain how it works. Or rather, first lets watch how it works.” Mars said as the Galactic Ball springs into action.
At the peak of the throw, the ball turns to the side and shoots toward the ground. After a moment, it reappears above the flowers and opens wide. A blob of red transparent energy is seen being pulled into the ball and the ball then closes around the energy and falls to the ground lifelessly.
Mars walks over and retrieves the ball.
“Any questions?”
“Nope, the demonstration was clear enough.”
“Good.” Mars said and reaches for her phone. She hits speed dial 1: Cyrus.
“What is it Mars? Tell me you have good news.”
“Yes Cyrus, I do. We have secured a shaymin.”
“Excellent. Return to base immediately.” And the phone clicks off.
…
(Galactic HQ)
Meanwhile in the basement of the Galactic HQ, Charon was hard at work making the modifications to the Distortion Ray to accommodate the soon to be new addition.
“Okay, this part goes here!” He says out loud despite no one being in the room other then his lab assistant Rotom. The places a large panel piece onto the machine and with a power tool, secures it.
“I connect the primary power cable here.” Grabbing a large thick tube and cable, Charon feeds it into part of the base and walks around to the other side where he connects it to the Ray.
“Almost done!” He says happily.
Getting excited, Rotom darts around the room with glee only to be stopped by the far south wall.
“Rotom!” Charon shouts suddenly.
“…You’re breaking my concentration.”
Charon was really an odd man. He was brilliant as a scientist, but crazy in the head for anything else. The first thing you notice about him is his awful stench. The last time he took a shower was on his last birthday. The trouble with that is he is now sixty-seven years old but stopped keeping track of his age at fifty.
The other noticeable trait to this odd man was his tendency to speak when he works. Nine times out of ten, there is no one around. Usually the only living thing around is his Rotom, yet he never talks to it.
As he finishes putting the last part onto the Ray, the lab phone rings.
Knowing better then to let it ring more then three times, he quickly rushes to it and answers.
“Cyrus.” He said matter of fatly.
“Wait, what? …Damn you Charon! I told you not to answer me like that! Oh never mind. Is the machine ready?” Said Cyrus now very irritated.
“Hm, yes it is. Although I have some concerns as to its stability.” Charon said in a preoccupied tone.
“I don’t care, as long as it works. I have the nanobot serum you made a while back ready to go when we move into phase 3. I just need you to get me into the Distortion World in one piece.” Click…
A few minutes later, the blast doors to the lab opens and Cyrus himself along with Mars, Saturn, and Jupiter enter the room with their usual happy smug look.
“So this is the Distortion Ray? It looks like a toy.” Remarked Mars.
“T- T- TOY!? Have you lost your mind!? This is the farthest thing from a toy! This baby has the power to fulfill Cyrus’s ultimate goal!” Stuttered Charon in fury from the insult to his precious machine.
“Look, who cares what it is… Lets just do what needs to be done!” Orders Jupiter.
“Right, right.” Said Charon calming down now. “Okay, bring me the Shaymin.” Charon said as he approached a large hollow crystal prism.
Cyrus steps forward and holds out his hand; in it is the gray Galactic Ball.
“Thank you sir.” Charon said and holds the ball up to a special marking on the prism.
The pokeball and prism start to glow, and then the light fades quickly.
“Complete. The Shaymin is safely secure inside the prism.” Charon picks up the prism in both hands and carries it over to an empty spot on the side of the Distortion Ray, and slides the prism into place.
“Cyrus, you forwarded to me the record of the Shaymin/Giritina incident from a few years ago. I looked it over and found that from back then, Giritina was able to leave the distortion world after a Shaymin had used Seed Flare to break an opening into the dimensional barrier. The energy released from Shaymin’s attack is like positive energy.
That positive energy was able to allow travel FROM the Distortion World back to the Real World. So, then in theory, if we reverse the energy from positive to negative, the results will be the same only in reverse.” Explained Charon.
“So your saying, reverse the energy thingy and it will open a path FROM the Real World into the Distortion World?” Said Jupiter confused.
“Precisely!” Exclaimed Charon again. “And this machine is built to do just that.”
Charon power up the machine and inserts a special card key into a slot on the panel.
“Machine is powered up and ready to go.”
“Wait, how are you going to make shaymin use Seed Flare?”
“Ah, very good question Saturn. I observed from the file that Shaymin don’t like polluted air or environments. They clean the air by absorbing the toxins or pollutants into their body. Then, they release a burst of power or energy we know as Seed Flare. So to promote this attack, we will stimulate its instincts by pumping the prism with a small amount of non lethal gas.”
Charon flicks a small switch and a low quantity of gas fills the prism. A few moments later the computer monitor reads high energy levels.
“Shaymin has used Seed Flare, the machine is holding that energy to be converted into negative energy.”
He hits another switch.
“Firing now.”
The barrel of the Ray fires a huge beam of swirling energy a pathetic 10 feet where it swirls around some more seems to fade away as a failed attempt.
However after a few moments, the space where the energy had disappeared is violently ripped open revealing a portal, a rip in time and space.
“Success!!! Cyrus, I give you the doorway to the Distortion World.”
…
Chapter 3
It was a cold dewy Saturday morning just south of Floaroma City. The sun was just starting to creep over the horizon filling the dark sky in a beautiful red and orange glow. Pokemon of the night were settling into their nests for the daylight hours after a night of activity and hunting, and the sound of a Starly’s chirp could be heard all over the trails.
The early morning was soon disturbed by the sound of heavy footsteps and machinery.
It was about 6:05 AM when the sound of truck could be heard cruising up the road.
“Mars, why do we have to do this now?” complains one of the Galactic Grunts in the Truck.
“Because Cyrus is the boss and told us to. Quit your moaning. Your getting paid to do the things you do. Or if you like, I can inform Lord Cyrus of your…discomfort and he can relive you of your place here.” Said Mars with a grin.
“Err, No! Not at all. I’m just saying, who likes getting up this early? Mars, you cant honestly say you like it.”
“….I do what Cyrus requires.” She replies after a pause.
The truck comes to a halt just before a fork in the road. The path to the left going up into the hills, while the path to the right continues into Floaroma City.
After a pause, the truck turns onto the left road and continues on.
“Mars, what makes you sure we can find a Shaymin here? I mean, aren’t they supposed to be legendary?” Inquires the female grunt.
“Ha ha, because. We have bait.” Said Mars grinning again as she stops the truck in front of a field of flowers. The early morning sun shined brightly on the pretty pink and red flowers that covered an area as large as a football field.
“Mars, are those…?”
“Gracidia Flower? Yes. Wild Shaymin are attracted to these flowers. And based on Cyrus’s data, there should be at least one shaymin that shows up here today, or rather this morning.”
“So I guess now we wait.” The grunt adds.
“Well, your first statement that isn’t a question.” She says with a laugh.
Grabbing an odd gray colored pokeball from her waist, Mars walks to the back of the truck and sits down.
The female grunt looks at it and starts to open her mouth before deciding against it.
Why ask when I will probably find out soon enough…everyone thinks us newbies are really dumb. Humph.
To their good fortune, it was only about hour before a soft beeping emitted from the driver’s seat of the truck.
Without a word, Mars stood up, walked to the drivers seat and silences the beeping.
Mars then presses the small circular button on the front of the gray pokeball and it grows to full size revealing two red oval shapes, one on each side. She presses the button a second time and holds it up, aiming it at the field of flowers. The red ovals on it start to flash at a steady rate. After a few seconds, the pokeball makes a loud “BEEP” and Mars throws it up into the air.
“This is a little invention of Doctor Charon. It’s called a Galactic Ball. And before you ask, I’ll explain how it works. Or rather, first lets watch how it works.” Mars said as the Galactic Ball springs into action.
At the peak of the throw, the ball turns to the side and shoots toward the ground. After a moment, it reappears above the flowers and opens wide. A blob of red transparent energy is seen being pulled into the ball and the ball then closes around the energy and falls to the ground lifelessly.
Mars walks over and retrieves the ball.
“Any questions?”
“Nope, the demonstration was clear enough.”
“Good.” Mars said and reaches for her phone. She hits speed dial 1: Cyrus.
“What is it Mars? Tell me you have good news.”
“Yes Cyrus, I do. We have secured a shaymin.”
“Excellent. Return to base immediately.” And the phone clicks off.
…
(Galactic HQ)
Meanwhile in the basement of the Galactic HQ, Charon was hard at work making the modifications to the Distortion Ray to accommodate the soon to be new addition.
“Okay, this part goes here!” He says out loud despite no one being in the room other then his lab assistant Rotom. The places a large panel piece onto the machine and with a power tool, secures it.
“I connect the primary power cable here.” Grabbing a large thick tube and cable, Charon feeds it into part of the base and walks around to the other side where he connects it to the Ray.
“Almost done!” He says happily.
Getting excited, Rotom darts around the room with glee only to be stopped by the far south wall.
“Rotom!” Charon shouts suddenly.
“…You’re breaking my concentration.”
Charon was really an odd man. He was brilliant as a scientist, but crazy in the head for anything else. The first thing you notice about him is his awful stench. The last time he took a shower was on his last birthday. The trouble with that is he is now sixty-seven years old but stopped keeping track of his age at fifty.
The other noticeable trait to this odd man was his tendency to speak when he works. Nine times out of ten, there is no one around. Usually the only living thing around is his Rotom, yet he never talks to it.
As he finishes putting the last part onto the Ray, the lab phone rings.
Knowing better then to let it ring more then three times, he quickly rushes to it and answers.
“Cyrus.” He said matter of fatly.
“Wait, what? …Damn you Charon! I told you not to answer me like that! Oh never mind. Is the machine ready?” Said Cyrus now very irritated.
“Hm, yes it is. Although I have some concerns as to its stability.” Charon said in a preoccupied tone.
“I don’t care, as long as it works. I have the nanobot serum you made a while back ready to go when we move into phase 3. I just need you to get me into the Distortion World in one piece.” Click…
A few minutes later, the blast doors to the lab opens and Cyrus himself along with Mars, Saturn, and Jupiter enter the room with their usual happy smug look.
“So this is the Distortion Ray? It looks like a toy.” Remarked Mars.
“T- T- TOY!? Have you lost your mind!? This is the farthest thing from a toy! This baby has the power to fulfill Cyrus’s ultimate goal!” Stuttered Charon in fury from the insult to his precious machine.
“Look, who cares what it is… Lets just do what needs to be done!” Orders Jupiter.
“Right, right.” Said Charon calming down now. “Okay, bring me the Shaymin.” Charon said as he approached a large hollow crystal prism.
Cyrus steps forward and holds out his hand; in it is the gray Galactic Ball.
“Thank you sir.” Charon said and holds the ball up to a special marking on the prism.
The pokeball and prism start to glow, and then the light fades quickly.
“Complete. The Shaymin is safely secure inside the prism.” Charon picks up the prism in both hands and carries it over to an empty spot on the side of the Distortion Ray, and slides the prism into place.
“Cyrus, you forwarded to me the record of the Shaymin/Giritina incident from a few years ago. I looked it over and found that from back then, Giritina was able to leave the distortion world after a Shaymin had used Seed Flare to break an opening into the dimensional barrier. The energy released from Shaymin’s attack is like positive energy.
That positive energy was able to allow travel FROM the Distortion World back to the Real World. So, then in theory, if we reverse the energy from positive to negative, the results will be the same only in reverse.” Explained Charon.
“So your saying, reverse the energy thingy and it will open a path FROM the Real World into the Distortion World?” Said Jupiter confused.
“Precisely!” Exclaimed Charon again. “And this machine is built to do just that.”
Charon power up the machine and inserts a special card key into a slot on the panel.
“Machine is powered up and ready to go.”
“Wait, how are you going to make shaymin use Seed Flare?”
“Ah, very good question Saturn. I observed from the file that Shaymin don’t like polluted air or environments. They clean the air by absorbing the toxins or pollutants into their body. Then, they release a burst of power or energy we know as Seed Flare. So to promote this attack, we will stimulate its instincts by pumping the prism with a small amount of non lethal gas.”
Charon flicks a small switch and a low quantity of gas fills the prism. A few moments later the computer monitor reads high energy levels.
“Shaymin has used Seed Flare, the machine is holding that energy to be converted into negative energy.”
He hits another switch.
“Firing now.”
The barrel of the Ray fires a huge beam of swirling energy a pathetic 10 feet where it swirls around some more seems to fade away as a failed attempt.
However after a few moments, the space where the energy had disappeared is violently ripped open revealing a portal, a rip in time and space.
“Success!!! Cyrus, I give you the doorway to the Distortion World.”
…
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