Book 2: teravoltXturboblaze

27: Confusion

<<Don't forget to click vote! :D This is Rakutsu's POV>>

I woke up with with an aching head and body. Some parts of my arms and legs were stinging badly. I feel cold and wet. Arceus... what in Giratina's name happened?

Oh yeah. I just fell to my death. Well, maybe not to my death. This dark, cold, and wet place is not heaven. It's cold so its probably not hell either. I'm still in the cave. I hate backpacking.

"Careful," I jumped as a deep voice spoke. "You're bruised pretty badly. And you have a lot of cuts as well."

I looked up to see a hooded figure wearing a white coat. The strange man was wearing a mask to hide his identity.

"Who are you?" I groaned. "Were you responsible for making the Gigalith turn berserk?"

The man laughed. "Oh no. In fact, I was trying to calm the poor Pokémon down. A dark organization has risen from its ashes, young trainer. I believe you are already familiar with them. They have grown stronger these last two years..."

Team Plasma. Of course. This man looks suspicious but I could sense that he was telling the truth.

"Some of them were trying to capture Pokémon and use machines and chemicals for them to achieve their goal of world domination. This Gigalith-" he pointed to the Ultra Ball where Gigalith was staring at me with worried eyes. "-was a victim of their experimentation. Though I personally drove them off and destroyed some of their machines, I guess this strong Pokémon escaped and brought havoc to the cave. And yet you befriended Gigalith already. Such leadership is very inspiring."

I could feel my face turn scarlet for the praise. Who was this guy? "Um... I'm Rakutsu. Who are you?"

"Ah, forgive my manners. I am Risō," he said. "I used to be a leader, too. But..." his voice broke.

"It's okay. You don't have to talk about your past," I said as I stood up and picked Muro and Lith's (I decide to call Gigalith that) Poké Balls and stuff them in my wet pocket. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"I fished you out of the cave's stream. It seems that you have fallen from a huge height. A wild Pokémon saved you from the fall but you got carried away by the current. Your friends are probably looking for you," he stood up too, revealing our difference in height. He was very tall and in my estimate, Risō's probably no more than twenty years old.

"Thanks Risō," I grinned. 

"Now, shall we?" he whistled and a huge Galvantula appeared from the shadows. "My friend here is willing to offer you a ride."

<<Faitsu's POV>>

I was making slow progress. Kyurem let me feed him in a relatively huge distance, with me rolling pieces of Pokémon food to the tormented dragon. It was still silent though and every time we get three meters away from it, Kyurem would shriek and flail, trying to kill the people who dared venture close.

It was absolutely terrifying. I still had no plan in escaping. I haven't even seen Bubu, Snow and Spike since I got here. Ghetsis was satisfied with Kyurem's performance and I felt bad about that. I would love taking care of Kyurem (as long as it doesn't kill me) but helping out Team Plasma power the Frigate, guns and machines?

I wonder how Rakutsu was faring... Hyuu... Mom... Christoph...

The door suddenly opened (also known as my prison cell...) and in came two grunts. They look like newbies this time and both were girls. One had short red hair and the other was a blonde with braids.