Hikari led the group to the lake. "We should be safe here..." She lay down.
"OH YEAH?" yelled a voice that make Ripple jump. "JIMBOB ATTACK!" A magikarp, apparently Jimbob, leapt out of the water to face them.
Rail growled, not wanting this thing to hurt his friends.
"ZOMG!!!!!!" Jimbob yelled. He then promptly died.
"What the..." said a very shellshocked and perplexed Ripple.
Meanwhile, not so far away, the two brothers hunted for the gang.
"Hey. Kurai. Look! A lake!"
Kurai bounded up. "Wow! I've never seen so much water in my entire life!" He had grown up in a more...mountainous setting.
Kiken smiled then turned his attention to a little spot by the water. He squinted. "Hey, look! Four pokemon...down the other side of the lake! Looks like..." He peered closer. "A pikachu, a piplup, a jolteon, a ponyta and...a dead magikarp?!"
"Even I could beat a magikarp if I wanted to..." Kurai mumbled. Then louder: "Wait a second...IT'S THEM!"
"Of course, follow me, bro!"
"Kiken..." Kurai sighed.
"Yeah?"
"This isn't right...Umi's not here..."
Kiken sighed. "Kurai. We've been over this. We'll find her again someday...right?"
"Umm...right, Kiken," Kurai said, plastering a false smile over his face. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. Now, come on. You have to follow me! If we don't catch those pokemon we're history!"
Or at least I'm history, Kurai thought glumly. He missed the days before...the incident. "I guess you're right..." he sighed.
Kiken bolted off around the lake.
His brother padded after him as fast as he could. Could have waited for me...
YOU ARE READING
PokeStory
ActionIn a cold, sunless world, pokemon have lived in the darkness for seven centuries, until one day, completely out of the blue, it rises, and the first day in years is experienced. It's all up to Dusty, Rail and Ripple to find out what's happened. Read...
