Wolf-Bound

I WANNA HAVE A POKEMON RP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have a charrie that I've been wantin to rp so ya CREATE SOMEONE TO RP WITH ME!!!

We gotta think of a name for the antagonists, else we will just use "Team Plasma" Like in the new Black & White Versions.

   Lightning

   Crashhhhhhh

   "No, you can't go! Let us handle it!! They'll-"

   Flash

   "I have to do this. I can't hide away and abandon pokemon in need!!"

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   "Heheh......  You've got guts." The group surrounded the girl menacingly, and one stepped forth. "Well? Tell us now. Where is it?"

   The girl snarled. "Like I would tell the likes of you!! Go to jail where you belong!!!"

   Flash

   The boy smiled. "I thought so. We'll just have to make you tell us." The boy thrust his arm out. "GABITE!!!" The girl was suddenly hit hard in the side, sending her flying back about fifteen feet where she slid to a stop on the wet grass. Her hands were bound. The boy  strode forth,  eyes narrowed. "Tell us and nothing will happen.  And," He smiled. "We'd stop chasing you."

   She grinned. "Like I'd be that selfish." NOW!! A black force slammed into the group, knocking them off their feet. The boy got up. "Gabite, attack!!" The two monsters fought in the rain, tumbling over each other on the slick mud and grass. Suddenly, the larger was thrust aside, crashing down onto the grass and pushing the girl over the edge.

   "NO!! DONT LET HER ESCAPE!!"

   "She's our only lead!!"

   "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

   Splash....................................................................................

 "Saya! Wait for meeeeeeeeeee!" A young glaceon called out to an older Blaziken.

 "You gotta keep up, Tracie!" The blaziken laughed, running on into the forest. "I'm still faster than you!!"

 "You always win!" Tracie grimaced, halting right where she was to catch her breath. "I give up!"

 Saya blew a raspberry at her and kept going until he reached a cavern. It was filled with bright crystals that shone with the light from the outside. He decided he would stay there until someone came and found him, like Tracie. Ha ha! He thought. I win!

   Kokuei walked through the city streets, her black hair waving back and forth with her footsteps. Four pokeballs rested at her hip, holding her four friends securely on her waist. She looked down every side street, every alley, and glanced at everyone subtly. As if suspicious of her every surrounding.

   She stopped at a large tv screen with a fair crowd around it. A reporter sat at a desk with digital pictures of shadowy figures. Kokuei listened as his voice drifted down to the street. "....witnesses say that the group wore matching clothing."

   The screen cut to a woman whom Kokuei guessed was a "witness". The woman spoke eratically, describing the event. "They came in the dead of night. We didn't notice them come! Not even the rangers....." She wiped her eyes. "When they took the pokemon hostage, my skitty was amoung them. A group of young trainers tried to stop them but they were defeated. But it didn't seem a full-out attack in the village. It was like it didn't really matter there."

   The tv clipped back to the reporter. "Well there you have it folks! Who is this mysterious gang, and what are they after? More on this encounter tonight on NPT news at.........."

   Kokuei walked away, her face blank. What was it to her now? She was just a trainer. She just had to stay out of the way. Everything would work out if she just kept moving......

  "Ice beam!" Tracie yelled, freezing Saya's hand to one of the crystals. She hopped up onto his frozen hand and started to wash herself like a cat would. "I win!" She said happily as she finished cleaning her face and trotted up the Blaziken's arm. "Can we find some food now?" She made herself comfortable on his shoulder as Saya melted the ice off his hand and started finding their way out of the cavern. "Yeah, I guess." He replied. Soon, they found themselves staring up at a large city at the end of the cavern. How it lead them there they will never know. But, in any case they knew that a city meant there was food SOMEWHERE, so they headed inside, keeping to themselves as the passerby smiled with friendly gestures. No trainers in sight so far. Good.

   Kokuei bought a popsicle and was walking down the street. There was a commotion up ahead and she walked over to find out what was wrong. She got there and suddenly a blaziken sped out of the confuzed crowd with a loaf of bread in it's beak, and another in it's hands. A glaceon soon followed suit with a muffin and an angry store clerk behind it. He shook his broom. "HEY YOU THEIVES!! GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!!!!!!"

   The two pokemon sped towards Kokuei, and the blaziken ran by her, so close that she could touch it. The glaceon was a little further behind, and the muffin in it's mouth was large. Unable to see where it was going, it suddenly tripped on a rock. It's paw flying out from underneath it, the glaceon landed hard on it's shoulder, it's front leg beneath its torso. The muffin flew from its mouth. The manager was almost upon it. Kokuei's hand dropped to her belt.

 "Tracie!" Saya yelled, stopping for just a moment before contemplating her demise. If I go back, we both get whooped. If she gets out of there alive, we get food. WHAT DO I DO?!?! The glaceon looked petrified with the muffing in her mouth just as the storekeeper charged full-speed at her. WITH A METAL-POLE BROOM. This was more terrifying than she thought.

 "I'M GONNA KILL YOU WHEN I GET OUTTA HERE, SAYA!" She screamed, terrified of getting hit by the pole.

   Smack

   Kokuei flinched as the broom hit her. The crowd gasped. One arm over her head, the bristles hit her limb slowing the broom down, but she had failed to block the pole. Her other arm was spread out to her side, sheilding the glaceon should the clerk have swung that way. Kokuei smiled, her brow furrowed. A thread of blood trickled down her forehead. "Now let's talk about this like civilized people."

   The store clerk stood in front of her in shock, and slowly lifted the broom from her head. "I-I...."

   Kokuei's arms dropped at her sides. Behind her, the pokemon she had released stood above the fallen glaceon. She looked back at her and smiled. The Luxio growled. When Kokuei turned her gaze once more to the store clerk, he had dropped his broom. "I- I'm sorry young lady-"

   Kokuei sniffed. "And what were you planning to do with those pokemon? This would've hurt that glaceon a lot more than it did me if the swing came full circle."

   The man stuttered. "I was only teaching it a lesson miss. These pokemon need to be tought that stealing is wrong-"

   "And what would you have done if you were stuck in the mountains and you were hungry?" Kokuei frowned. "These pokemon were hungry and needed food. They have no money, and that's the only way to get it around here. If it's the money you want I'll gladly pay for the bread, and take these pokemon off your hands."

   The store clerk stuttered. "I- Well-" Kokuei held out her hand to the clerk. "30 poke. That should be enough, isn't it?" The coins jingled in her hand. She turned them over and the clerk put his hand out to catch them all. He turned around and scratched his head, wondering what to do now, so he picked up his broom and left muttering.

   Kokuei waited til he had left and then turned to the glaceon. Luxio leapt off the pokemon as Kokuei knelt next to it. "Are you okay? No bruises?" The pokemon blinked back at her. She smiled. "Good, that's a relief." Reaching gingerly across the glaceon's body, Kokuei picked up the dirty muffin. "Guess you can't eat this now. Well, maybe you wouldn't mind, but I've got something better. The clerk was right you know, you really shouldn't steal."

   The luxio took the muffin and dropped it into a trashcan. She watched it slide down into the fresh black bag, the plastic waving wildly as it dropped. Her tail waved.

Luxio- SOOO EASILY AMUSED!!! XDDDD

      Tracie leaped up and ran as fast as she could to Saya, growling as she gave him a good bop on the head for leaving her behind.

 "YOU LEFT ME BEHIND!" She yelled.

 "I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, OKAY?!" Saya defended himself, eating the piece of bread that was locked in his mouth. Tracie growled louder this time, but kept her firm stature as she faced the trainer and pokemon.

 "We're incredibly sorry," She said, a sorrowful look on her face so the trainer would know she was apologizing. "We were just.... really desperate for food and-yeah..."

 "I'm never coming back here again." Saya replied. "I wish Kamina were here. He'd buy us food and everything."

 Then the ownerless pokemon were silent. They missed their master more than anything in the world.

   Kokuei looked at the pokemon. They appeared crestfallen. Looking back at her own pokemon, she saw her looking into a trashcan, fasinated by the ripples made in the plastic. Kokuei sighed. "Well, I don't know what's wrong with you two, but I can at least get you some food." She got up and flashed out a few poke. "You ever had ice cream?"

   Pretty soon Kokuei and the three pokemon were sitting at a round table with an umbrella in the middle, each with their own bowl of vanilla ice cream. She took a spoon and picked up a bit of her food. Putting it in her mouth, she remembered when she and her friends were back in their town laughing around a table with ice cream just like this. She hummed. So good...

   Kokuei looked down at her partner. The luxio looked back, and licked her lips. She loved ice cream.

       The two lone pokemon gobbled up the ice cream merrily, enjoying the tasty treat they had just been introduced to.

 "What is this delicious vanilla-flavored food?" Saya asked, gobbling up the last morceau (piece in French) of the cold nostalgia and letting it slip down his throat.

 "It's called ice cream, you dummy." Tracie remarked, using her ice beam to make a snow cone out of one of the scoops. "Guess Kami never took you out for ice cream. Then again, we were always traveling. It's not likely to find a trainer that actually stays in one spot for too long."

   Kokuei put down her spoon and watched the glaceon eat. She rested her cheek on her hand and sat motionless for a while, her ice cream melting under the warm sun. She sighed silently. "You look just like him. I's too bad he couldn't be here. Else......." She fell silent, looking at the buildings as if they werent really there at all.

   The Luxio stopped eating and dropped her tail. Putting her ears back, she sat down. The mood of the pair suddenly became so sullen. Her whiskers twitched with annoyance. She muttered to herself sadly. "I hate when she gets like this......"

      Tracie finished her ice cream before looking up at the two. So gloomy. She trotted up to Kokuei, refroze her ice cream, and put her front paws on her shoulders.

 "What's wrong?" She yipped, licking the girl's nose for comfort.

 "I don't think we should encourage her," Saya responded. "it might just make her mad. I think we should just go."

 "I'm not leaving until I know what's wrong!" Tracie growled, getting off Kokuei and into a battle stance. Saya chuckled heartily and patted the glaceon on the head, but only ended up freezing his hand.

 "...That is so like you. ^^" He laughed as the ice melted.

   The luxio flicked her ear, padding up to the pair. "Naw she won't get mad at you. I don't know the whole story myself, but before my trainer came here she had a pokemon that looked similar to you." She nodded at Tracie. "Seems that something bad happened to him, and they got seperated. Now she doesn't know where he is, or if he's even okay. She does alright most of the time, but once in a while something comes up and she gets depressed." She sighed and sat on her hunches. "Now I gotta cheer her up again. After she's sulked for a minute."

      The glaceon smiled warmly at the luxio.

 "Does she do this often?" Saya joked. That earned him a quick bop on the head again from Tracie.

 "I'm sure he'll be back. Just like I'm sure Kami will be back for us!" Tracie replied happily. "We'll keep a lookout for you guys' friend. How 'bout that? :3"

   The luxio shrugged. "I don't even know the guy. But okay." She grinned catily. "I'd like to meet this pokemon. See why Kokuei misses him so much."

   "Alrighty~" Tracie licked her lips. "I think we'd better start heading out now. Nice meeting you guys!"

 "Real nice." Saya smiled. "See ya laters!"

 The blaziken got up, Tracie sprinting and jumping up onto his shoulder. They waved goodbye and started to head deeper into the city. "Oh wait!" Tracie stated before Saya could walk any further. "What's your name?" She called out to the luxio.

   The luxio stopped as she turned back to her trainer. She sniffed. "Kokuei calls me Rakurai. Lightning bolt." She flicked her tail and leapt onto the table, where she licked her trainer's face. The table shuddered as she lay down.

SOME POKEMON NAMES:

Sansai- Flood storm

Raiden- Lighting attack

Hibana- Spark

Yoarashi- Night storm

Kazeken- Wind blade

Gouka- Hell fire

(I just needed to put these for future ref. :P)

  "Rakurai.... We'll remember that." Tracie replied happily. "I'm Tracie, and this is my pal Saya. He's kinda rude-and you could definitely hear his rudeness from miles away."

 "Hey, be nice!" He laughed. "Can we go now?"
 "...I guess...." She replied, making herself comfortable again. "Onward!"

   Rakurai sat on the table in a ray of sunlight while her trainer waved goodbye to the pokemon. Purring, she basked in the sunlight, waiting contently for Kokuei to finish her ice cream.

   Katsu worked on loading the pokemon into the boat. He grunted as he moved an especially large cage. With a growl, he finally pushed it onto the boat. "WHY DON'T WE JUST PUT YOU IN POKEBALLS?!!!!" He kicked the cage angrily. The three breloom inside of it cowered at the back pitifully, quivering. Katsu looked down at his uniform. Man this is stupid. Team Plasma's such a joke! Growling again, Katsu shoved them to the back of the cargo hold with the others. Whatever, so long as it fills my wallet. As he came out of the cargo hold a mightyena growled lowly. He turned around to stare icily at the pokemon.

   The mightyena stared unmoving at Katsu, it's blood-red eyes glinting in the darkness. Katsu strode back over to the mightyena. "Ya, and what're you gonna do to me? You're behind bars if you hadn't noticed stupid mutt." He rapped on the cage with his flashlight.

   In a cage next to his feet, Katsu's clanging had disturbed a small cage of poochyena. They began whimpering and barking. Katsu spun around. "OH SHUT UP!!" He kicked the cage. The poochyena yelped and started climbing over one another, whining and crying. Katsu growled. "SHUT YOUR TRAPS MUTTS!!!" He kicked it again, this time propelling it into the wall. The pokemon yelped and yelped.

   SNAAARLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

   Katsu heard a loud and vicious snarl behind him. Looking over his shoulder he saw the mightyena standing against its cage, muzzle between the bars. Its lips were drawn up tightly in feral anger, it's red eyes blazing with rage. Katsu sniffed and walked over to the poochyena's cage. Opening it, he grabbed one by the scruff and dragged it out, closing the door behind it on another's tail. The other pup yelped and pulled away from the door, the fur on its pink tail ruffled.

   Katsu held the pup by the scruff up to the mightyena's cage and shook it. It barked innocently. The mightyena was now snarling with the force of a jet fighter, clawing at the cage and knashing it's teeth. It tore at the metal in vain to try to drag the pup to safety. Katsu grinned and reached for his belt.

   Clang

   Dropping the pup, Katsu turned on his flashlight. The pup yelped as it hit the floor, and ran deeper into the cargo hold. Katsu flashed his light across the cages. "What was that?" Walking slowly towards the door, he shone his light out of the large entrance. "Who's there?"

   "We are."

      "They seem nice." Tracie commented.

 "I hope they find their friend." Saya replied. "Just like we'll find him. We will-and the rest of our friends."

     "Get back in there!"

 "Back with the other runts!"

 "Let us out! Please!"

 "I want to get outta here!"
 "Can I have some food?"

 "We're starving!"

 "Thirsty!"

 "I want my momma!!!"

 These cries surrounded him. It was horrible. He stood at the bar edge of his cell, forehead pressed against the metal grooves of the place he supposedly called "home". He had no memories. No home. No family. The only one he ever felt close to was the little girl that used to be in this cage as well. Now.... Well, now she was probably off in their experimenting lab or something. Poor thing-she didn't deserve this. Electricity from previous experiments done upon him today rippled across his body. They seemed to be testing newer theories on pokemon behaivor in extreme enviornments-that would explain the electric storm they put him through. It was a manifested storm from electrical pokemon like pikachus and electribuzzes, of course. They couldn't conjure up a REAL storm. He breathed heavily as the guards came back with another scientist who had a pair of blue visors in her hand and a syringe with unfathomable clear liquid in the other.

 "Project number 00765." She stated, holding up the syringe. "Please step forward. We have a present for you."

 She smiled evilly, watching the boy struggle to get away from the front of the cell, but only failing as the two guards surrounding her grabbed him and held him agains the bars. The woman took his arms-which were inside a skin-like wing covering-and jammed the syringe into his right arm, then took out a second syringe and jammed it into his left when the first was empty.

 "There." She giggled. "You're all set for today-oh, the top guy wanted to give these to you. See if they work."

 She threw the visors across the floor to the boy who had also been thrown across the floor. The trio left in a laughing manner, leaving the boy to lay on the stone cold floor to writhe in pain. Sweat rolled down his face and his body pulsed with the new experimentation. Suddenly, he felt his fingers elongate and disappear, as well as the rest of his arms. They assimilated with the wing-like structure of the lugia wings that they had given to him as part of his uniform. He let out a long sigh and lay there in a heap of genetic engineering. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.