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Chapter 6: The Plan

Edited (8/3/2016)

   Travis used a nearby stick and jabbed it inside the poké ball. Sparks flew out of its circuits, and electricity scattered in tiny bolts. Travis hissed and dropped the stick as the electricity shocked his finger tips. "Damn poké ball!" He licked on his fingers to relieve the stinging pain.

   Are you alright? I can give you an oran ber-

   "No, let's not waste time with berries. We have a job to do. I'm fine." Travis picked up the ultra ball. "Are you ready?"

   Yes! And I'm sure of it. She took one last glance at his hand.

   Travis let out a sigh, but then suppressed it. "Ok then, let's do this." He was very confident in the plan. But then, something tugged at him. What if they aren't successful? What if this vulpix can't do anything against the Slither gang and their pokémon? Travis's heart increased in pace, and he bit his lip. The plan ain't looking too bright.

   The vulpix watched as he just stood there in a thoughtful trance. A tears slithered down his cheek. I'm serious, Travis. Are you ok?

   "I'm fine!" He gritted his teeth. She stepped back, shocked by his sudden outburst. "Just don't worry, alright?!" This vulpix barely knew him and Travis doesn't want her getting too close.

   Ok then. The vulpix knew he was experiencing something and it was best to not interfere with his emotional struggle.

   Travis took some deep breaths to calm his nerves. "Let's get going..." He threw the poké ball. A red light engulfed the vulpix and transported it into the poké ball. The ultra fell to the ground. One twitch. Two twitches. Two twitches. Ding!

   He picked it up. How are you doing in there? He sent a telepathic message.

Surprisingly well! This poké ball has a nice environment. Too bad I can't stay here for long.

   Travis took a deep breath. His anxiety was going through the roof, but he had to this for Daniel, no matter how scared or anxious he was. "It's time to do this. Sit tight, Daniel, here I come."

   He took a giant leap into the crystals and ran down the tunnel. The sun's rays at the end signified that he was nearby the forest. But then with every step, his limbs kept on shaking more and more, and he was on the verge of light-headedness. With simple deep breaths, he lessened them.

   When he reached the end of the tunnel, the sunlight almost blinded his eyes. He squinted them to adjust to the lighting. He took another step and felt nothing under his foot. It was too late for the teen to react, and he fell forward. But luckily his fall wasn't too dramatic. He landed the flat, grassy ground without injury, but it still hurt quite a bit.

   When he got up, what he saw was horrifying to his eyes.

   The Slither gang was a couple of yards away and they had Daniel tied up to a tree while he was sitting on the ground. Gift had his boot all up in the poor blond's face. "Ju like ze taste of my boot, hm? Hehehe!" Gift smiled sadistically as the others watched. Dirt was being smudged on Daniel and Gift just enjoyed it more and more as he rubbed his boot in circular motion.

   Now Travis's nerves were just twisting into an unpleasant concoction inside him. "Get your fucking boot off him!" Travis shouted so harshly, everyone turned towards his direction. Gift stopped and placed his foot onto the ground.

   The teen stomped over to the gang, but made sure there was a safe distance between them.

  "Ju're here!" Gift smiled and clapped his hands like some toddler. "So, how wa-"

   "Just zip it, you filthy criminal! I got what you wanted!" The teen took out the ultra Ball from his pocket.

   It was pure eye candy to the German. He seemed he got the jitters from his legs constantly pounding on the ground. "Hand it over! Hand it over!"

   "I want to see Daniel first!" he stumped his foot on the ground with priority.

   "Poisontongue, would ju kindly?"

   Poisontongue took out the stolen pocket knife and put it against Daniel's delicate neck, threatening to slice it at any command.

   "Poké ball. Now."

   "Fine!" the teen threw it to him.

   Once the German caught it, he preciously held it and caressed it as if it was his new born child. "Yes...Yes! It's mine! It's mine! I can feel ze power surging zrough me! Ehehehe!" It was finally in his grasp, the pokémon he so desired for years! He went into a hysterical fit of laughter.

   It was just so maddening that Travis stepped back a few steps. What is this guy on? Travis thought.

   The German came to an abrupt stop and regained his breath.

   "Are you going to give me Daniel now?"

   The German's grin widened and he chuckled. He barked to his men. "Kill them both! We don't need these two exposing our existence!"

   Those words terrorized the hell out of Travis. Out! Out! Out! He shrieked telepathically.

   In just a split second, the poké ball exploded, and out came the vulpix. The force of the blast hurled Poisontongue and Gift to the ground, and the pocket knife slipped through Poisontongue's hand.

   Half the gang members tended to their chief. The other half were about to withdraw their ekans from their poké balls, but then the fox pokémon used Physic to toss the crooks where their chief was.

   Get your brother! I'll handle the crooks! The vulpix commanded.

   Travis nodded. He got the dropped pocket knife and then started cutting away the rope. It was a painfully slow progress because of its thickness. But the vulpix knew exactly what to do.

  She ran over to the crooks.

   Gift just gasped at the sight of the legendary. "My goodness! It is ju! Join my side razer zen zose two baffoons! Ve can be powerful together and rule the world!" That last bit was a lie of course. He knew certainly to sell the pokémon to some rich person right after he caught it.

   Thanks for the offer, but I'd rather be with my father then being on top of the world with some mad man. The vulpix said.

   She deeply inhaled and spat out fire. She ran around the gang as she used all of her breath to form a ring.The gang huddled closely together in fear of the flames that threatened to burn their fragile skin. The dancing flames clouded their whole world.

   Travis cut the rope at the fastest speed he could muster. Daniel wiggled to help. Soon, Daniel was freed and he pulled of the tape from his mouth. It left a sting, but his mouth quickly went at chattering.

   "Oh Travis! Thank Arceus you're alive! I thought you died in there!" Daniel sobbed.

   "I was worried about you too!" Travis whined.

   They were about to hug, but then a the vulpix interrupted.

   Let's save the celebration for later, we have to go! The fire will hold them off for only so long. The vulpix went over to the two.

   "What? You can talk?!" Daniel exclaimed and jumped away from the pokémon.

   Yes! Now let's go! She ran and the two followed her through the forest.

   Travis turned to have one last look at the gang. He recoiled inwardly at the sight of Gift's crooked demonic smile. The German's glasses reflected the flickering fire as if he was hell itself...

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Author's Note: So, I want to see if you guys liked this chapter. Gift looks pissed doesn't he? ;3

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