Scrambling up the ladder, Nate got to the top just as another set of pokemon hands grabbed him to yank him out. Nate thrashed, grabbing the pokemon's thin wrists, but it flipped him over itself and slammed him to the ground so fast that Nate's ribs seized up on him. Snatching his wrists to hold onto them, the pokemon shoved him over and pinned him to the floor with his foot between his shoulder blades. The pokemon was an Infernape. It looked like a chimpanzee in white armor with golden fire symbols and blazing long hair of fire on its head. It wasn't native to this region, but someone clearly had one. As Mark climbed out, a Machoke reached down to grab him at the command of its trainer. The Machoke was the second evolution of Machamp with only two arms instead of four. The four trainers that were standing around were wearing the Rainbow Rocket symbol on their chests. The fourth member looked down the vent to make sure that was all of them, then kicked the grate shut.
Struggling to get his hands free, Nate snapped out. "You're making a BIG mistake!" The fourth trainer casually looked them over in turn, before telling the others. "These three fit the description. Take them to Maxie." Looking down at Nate, the trainer smiled wickedly below the rim of his hat, telling him coolly. "I wouldn't try anything... unless you want them to snap your friend's necks. Giovanni only wants YOU after all." Nate looked to Sean in Machamp's four long burly arms. One of his arms was holding Sean to him. While two other arms were holding his wrists, and the last one hand Sean by the throat. Looking to Mark who was on his knees before Machoke, he saw that his hands were behind his back and being held with one hand. While his other hand was at Mark's throat. The trainers rushed in to remove their pokemon belts and bags, causing Nate to curse. Yanking Mark and Nate up to their feet, the trainers tied up their wrists and led them out. Sean was the last one they tied up to take with them.
Separated from each other, the trainers and pokemon shoved them along the new tunnel. Nate listened and observed everything that he could. Behind him, the fourth trainer, spoke into his walkie to say calmly. "Tell Valor's leader, Candela, that we've captured the intruders. She can end the lockdown." Within another minute, the sirens shut off and the power kicked back in for the machines and equipment that led from level to level. The tunnel let out into a large open chamber with a massive rock pillar in the center that was radiating a massive amount of heat. It was the volcano's center. All around this level was fresh crops that were being grown in rich volcanic ash. The sprinklers bolted to the ceiling kept the plants watered and kept the place humid. It was their green house. Sean gasped at how big some of the vegetables were. Volcanic soil was so rich that many of the plants were much larger and luscious looking than ones from other places. Here there were smaller pokemon that dashed from crop to crop to harvest the food. The trainers stopped before the isle of vines and one of them cleared their throat loud enough to draw the attention of a man that stood listening to a woman in a lab coat. She was talk about the health of the recent crops, until the man raised a hand to stop her.
The man slowly turned to face them, waving the woman off nicely. Approaching them, he adjusted his dark framed glasses. Nate had never seen him before. The man was dressed entirely in red with thick black letters of the letter 'M' on it. His shoulder length red hair was slicked back and greasy looking. He slouched a lot, looking them over with beady brown eyes. The trainer by Nate, bowed then told him swiftly. "We've found him, Sir." The man shot a glare at the trainer, stating out in a sarcastic and smartass tone of voice. "Yes. I can see that. Thank you." The man let go of his glasses to fold his arms behind his slouched back, before saying mostly to himself. "So, you are this 'Nathan Sharp' that I've heard so much about. Kind of uninspiring in person." Nate gave the man a stony glare in return, growling out. "At least you've heard of me. I can't say the same for you." The man removed his glasses to clean them with a cloth that he pulled from his long red jacket, answering coolly. "My apologies. My name is Maxie. Maxie Matsubusa. The Leader of Team Magma from the Hoenn region many years from now. I'm working with the newly formed Team Rainbow Rocket. The largest collection of criminals from the future that you will ever see."
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Pokémon PrismGold
FanfictionIn a world divided by Four Teams with vastly different views on what it means to be the best; a mysterious Pokeball is about to find its way into the hands of three rivals. Mark from Team Instinct wants nothing more than to release the poor Pokemon...