A Second Chance

Chapter 7

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Yellow grinned, reveling in their swift passage through the sky. She and Lance were travelling via dragonite, and there was no feeling like it in the world. 

She shivered in the chilly evening air, and took one arm off Lance's waist to pull his cloak up over herself. She scooted closer to him, letting his body keep hers warm. 

She then wrapped both arms around him tightly again, and rested her cheek against his broad, powerful back. 

"Warm enough yet?" Lance asked her. 

"Mmm", she responded happily. She felt him chuckle and lean forward over Dragonite's neck, urging the mighty dragon pokemon into a nose dive. 

"Ah!" She cried, tensing, but Lance reassured her.

"It'll be fun", he said. She relaxed, trusting him- until they punched through a cloud and she saw the ground hurtling up at them.

"Look out, we'll crash!" She cried fearfully, clutching Lance's waist and squeezing her eyes shut. 

Lance laughed at her fear. "Hold on tight!" He cried, pulling them up just as Yellow felt certain they would slam into the ground. 

She sighed in relief, but it wasn't long before she was laughing, too. The adrenaline pumping through her system made her feel like anything was possible, and being this close to Lance made her sure of it. 

All too soon, they reached Lavender Town, and Dragonite landed in front of the mausoleum. Lance returned Dragonite to its poke ball, and the two of them walked inside. 

Dank, musty air assailed Yellow's nose, and she wrinkled it in distaste. Lance stiffened beside her. 

"What is it?" she asked him, but he only shook his head.

They continued walking, searching for a sign that Agatha and Lorelei had been there, but neither of them could find anything. After searching the entire building, Yellow asked Lance to show her the note again. 

"It says 'under the mausoleum'", Yellow read, " Do you know if this place has a basement?"

Lance smirked, "I think it does. Clever."

Yellow blushed at the compliment and followed Lance down to the first floor again. They would find her friends, no matter what it took. 

A blip sounded from Agatha's computer. She opened it, and smiled nastily. 

"Lorelei", she said, "It seems your trap has caught someone. Let's go pay them a visit."

Yellow marveled at how good she was at getting into trouble. She and Lance had searched the bottom floor again, and discovered a hollow-sounding spot on the floor. 

Further investigation (possibly involving Lance's dragonite using hyper beam) had revealed a stairway leading down. 

As they had followed it, Yellow had stumbled on something and bumped against the wall. It had slid out of the way, allowing her to continue through, and closed up after her. Now, she couldn't find a way out of the small, tight chamber she was in. 

She banged against the wall, yelling for Lance, but he couldn't seem to hear her. She wasn't even sure which wall Lance was on the other side of now. 

Lance glanced around, confused. Yellow had been right next to him, but suddenly, she was gone. Chuchu, who had been walking just behind them using flash to light the way, also looked confused. 

"Yellow?" Lance asked. No reply. "Yellow?" he called again, louder this time. Lance frowned, and looked around for her. It wasn't like Yellow to just disappear like this. Something must have happened to her, but what, he couldn't imagine. They were on a staircase. You couldn't take a wrong turn when there weren't any turns to take.  

Lance decided to continue searching for clues. If he found Agatha and Lorelei, chances were he would find out what had happened to Yellow. 

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Lance rounded a corner- and a row of lights flickered to life. Many of the bulbs were quite dim, but they were still bright compared to the more mild light of Chuchu's flash. 

Lance winced, and saw ancient, decrepit computers on desks strewn throughout the room. He went over to one, and using Chuchu's electric power to charge it, he booted it to life. 

The computer grumbled to life, whirring and humming at him. Open on the screen were files- files of children. Wiping some of the dust off the screen with a corner of his cloak, he noticed one picture that looked familiar. 

"Blue", Lance read aloud. "Gender: female. Condition: healthy. Possible candidate." Possible candidate for what? He wondered. 

Lance searched through the rest of the files. Names like Silver, Karen, and Will were at the top of each file. They were all children of about six. 

Finally, he found the connection. In the corner of each file, in very small print, were the words 'Masked Child'. 

"Feh heheheh!" A voice laughed from behind him. Lance would recognize that laugh anywhere. It was Agatha. He spun around, but no one was there. 

"You move too slow, dragon master", Agatha taunted him. He whirled again, but she wasn't there. 

"What did you do to Yellow?" He demanded, bringing out Drgaonite. 

"You'll never see her again", Agatha assured him, "She's long gone now."

Lance had Dragonite use hyper beam. The attack destroyed desks, chairs, and computers, even blasting a hole in the wall, but Agatha was still unharmed. A figure slipped past the hole in the wall- on the other side. 

"I know where you are, Agatha. You can't hide from me", Lance said, gesturing toward the wall. Dragonite caught on, and used hyper beam again. 

Chunks of rubble flew across the room. Lance shielded himself with his cloak. There was a grunt of pain, and Lance rushed toward it. He and Dragonite would get their revenge. Then, they would find Yellow. 

Agatha lay on the ground. She never should have tried to take on Lance single-handed. Lance grasped her collar, hauling her up until her feet could barely brush the ground. 

"Where. . . is. . . Yellow?" He demanded of her. Agatha coughed, and then replied. 

"Like I would know. Lorelei's the one who set all the traps." Chuchu bristled, glowering angrily at the ghost-type trainer. Lance dragged her over to one of the few computers still left standing after Dragonite's hyper beam. 

"Contact her", growled Lance, "Find Yellow. Do it now!"

"You see, Deary", the old woman replied innocently, "I was just a distraction. Lorelei already has Yellow. She's heading back to our base with her." She noticed the murderous look in Lance's eyes, then added, "Do whatever you want with me, but know that if you hurt me, you'll never see your precious Yellow again."

6:30 in the morning- finished just in time to get to school! I hope you all enjoy. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a Country vs Rap spirit day to figure out how to dress for :(