A Second Chance

Chapter 3

Hey everyone, it's your gal Blytz here! Sorry I haven't said anything before now, I just couldn't stop writing long enough to say something. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE comment and/or review. And let me know if there's anything I should change. I can totally promise that I'll think about it! ;)

A few days had passed since Lance had moved in with Yellow, and they were both starting to get used to the company. 

Yellow, for once, was glad her uncle had decided to take such a long fishing trip last month. He had said that he would come back and check on her, but he'd still be away for the better part of a year. 

She had no clue how he would react to Lance, the man who had tried to kill her (and all of humanity), staying at their house. All she knew was that when he did return from the fishing trip, she could only hope Lance's house would be repaired enough for him to move back into it. Not that she wanted him to leave. . . 

Lance, on the other hand, finally had something to look forward to every day. He'd noticed that Yellow liked to sleep late, so he'd started making breakfast in the mornings. Things hadn't been going that well until he discovered Yellow's cookbook. Shortly thereafter, Yellow also had a reason to look forward to their mornings. 

After making breakfast, Lance often waited patiently for Yellow to wake up before eating. She'd learned to wake up at the sound of Lance putting plates on the table, and breakfast rarely got cold. Lance claimed he only made Yellow breakfast because the recipes made too much food for him to eat, but they both knew it was more than that. 

Then, Lance would go train his pokemon. While he was a considerate house guest in actions, he wouldn't speak much, and when he did it was usually something pessimistic, so Yellow would go hang out with the other Dex holders on numerous occasions. 

It was hard to keep such a big secret from them, but Lance had asked her not to tell anyone, so she worked hard to keep any mention of him out of her conversations, even when Red questioned why she was buying so much food from the store. She had to be really creative with her excuse for that one.

The work on Lance's house would start late next month, so Yellow knew she would have to keep lying for a while longer.  And while he had saved her life- twice, she reminded herself- she still wasn't all that used to having the reformed leader of the elite four staying at her house. 

She wasn't sure what he would do at any given time, and in some ways it scared her. Even if his social interactions were a bit stilted, he made breakfast, and that was one thing no one could ignore. 

Yellow herself was currently musing about Lance. She was sitting by Viridian River, on a lichen covered bolder. She never could have foreseen this kinder side to him that he had been showing her lately. He was still the same harsh, cold dragon master who had tried to kill her, but he genuinely seemed sorry for it, even if he wasn't going to tell her strait out. 

It was then that her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of her friend, Green, the Viridian City Gym leader. 

"Yellow!" he cried. Something was clearly wrong. She stood up and started hurrying toward him. "Yellow, come quick! It's Red! He's been kidnapped!"

"Hyper beam!" Lance commanded his Dragonite. A powerful white beam shot from Dragonite's mouth, shattering a large bolder midair. "Hm. . . not fast enough yet, but we're getting there", mused Lance, "Aerodactyl! Throw another one."

Aerodactyl did as it was told, and this time, Lance had Gyarados use hyper beam to shatter it. "Again!" he commanded, and this time when Aerodactyl threw the bolder, Gyarados used hydro pump to demolish the stone. The attack wasn't aimed correctly, so it hit one sde of the bolder, resulting in larger chunks of shrapnel. 

"Gyarados, you need to work on accuracy. Dragonite, speed. Dragonair, power. Aerodactyl, strength- I notice you're flagging", Lance informed his pokemon. He went down the line, working with Altaria and his other dragonair until they had all gotten noticeably better. 

Lance was almost ready to leave when he froze suddenly. Something wasn't right. He read the minds of nearby pokemon, slowly extending his reach outward until he caught a glimpse of  Yellow and Green running. He recognized their surroundings as being along the way to Pallet Town, and that was definitely the direction they were headed. 

Knowing full well that this probably would mean revealing himself to Yellow's friends and the public, jeopardizing his own safety, and possibly ruining his chances to spend any more time with Yellow, Lance raced toward Pallet Town. Yellow had looked worried- very worried, and Lance feared she might get hurt. 

Why do you care so much? He asked himself, but he couldn't answer the question. Lance had Dragonite carry him to Pallet Town, then they circled before seeing Green and Yellow hurrying toward a small group of people gathered at a house.

Yellow raced towards Red's house, and when she and Green got close, they saw Blue, Daisy, and Professor Oak all standing by Red's house. 

"Yellow!" called Blue. As Green and Yellow reached the group, Blue explained that she'd already gotten in touch with the other Dex holders, and they were all on their way. 

"What happened?" gasped out Yellow, panting from all the running she'd done to get there. 

"Red told me earlier today that he'd been getting threatening notes. Apparently, someone wanted revenge for something or other, and they were threatening to kidnap Red", Green explained. "That's all he said to me, but later today, I came to his house to get some paperwork for the gym, and Red was gone. The place was a mess- it looks like someone really strong just came in, defeated Red, and dragged him out."

"I know who it was", stated Blue, "I know who it has to have been. And he'll be after you next, Yellow."

Me again! I've written over 3,500 words today. . . but I just can't stop! This story is sucking me in! I really hope you like it! Please comment, even if it's just to critique.