From: Time Lady <sailrgal@my-deja.com> Subject: [PW!] End Results [was Re: [PW!] Waiting to start [ATTN: Karnivax]] Date: Monday, February 07, 2000 9:56 AM In article <87juoa$otu$1@nnrp1.deja.com>, Karnivax <karnivax@my-deja.com> wrote: > "Mr. Richter, what caused you to send forth such a clearly > untrained Rhyhorn?" a daring reporter queried. > > Kyle scowled. "First of all, he's a Rhydon, you schmuck. And > second of all, no comment." > > The dazed Rhydon lifted his head ever so slowly. "Rhyyy...horn?" > he said sheepishly. Apparently he had taken so much damage that he > actually believed he was a Rhyhorn again. > > A second reporter asked, "After a loss like this, will you be > coming back next -" > > "I said NO COMMENT!!!" Kyle suddenly wrenched the microphone from > the man's hand and then punched the reporter in the face. Seeing this, > the rest of the news crew slowly started to back away. > "Bob," said the reporter's cameraman, "This is just not your week. First you get bitten on the ankle by that Nidoran you stepped on, now this. Have you considered retiring?" > Then Kyle turned toward Rampage. "Y'know what?" Kyle said > directly into one of the Rhydon's ears. "I was under the impression > that you had some idea of what the hell you were doing. I believed > you'd learned to restrain yourself. I thought maybe, just maybe, you'd > gotten over being a killer Team Rocket Pokémon. I guess I > overestimated you." Kyle turned and started to head for the exit he > most suspected Sarah Jane had taken. "Rampage, you can stay here and > drown, for all I care." > > Suddenly Kyle heard loud splashing. Something extremely heavy > clamped on to one of his legs and kept him from leaving. Kyle turned > around and found that Rampage was holding on to his leg. Tears were > streaming from the Rhydon's eyes. If there was one thing the Rhydon > feared, it was abandonment. "Rh-rh-rhy h-horn..." he blubbered. > Somehow he needed to reform; he understood that. > > "Forget it. You're beyond help." Kyle kicked out of Rampage's > grasp and dashed off. Rampage desperately crawled after him. > > As soon as Kyle reached the darkness of the exit tunnel, he > stopped running. He leaned up against the wall. Rampage slowly caught > up with Kyle and nudged him from the side in a feeble attempt to show > how gentle and lovable a Rhydon could be. "Rhy horn?" > > "I know it wasn't your fault," Kyle admitted, the rage gone from > his voice. "You couldn't help being raised by a Rocket. I should've > just sent out Espio and lost like I was supposed to...or at least > recalled you when you started going too far..." He angrily spiked > Rampage's Pokéball on the ground. "I should've thrown in the goddamn > towel right from the start, is what I should've done!" > > "Horn?" > > "All I want to do right now is get Jessica and get the hell out of > here." Kyle reclaimed the thrown Pokéball and then beamed Rampage back > into it. > > _I'm finished as a trainer,_ Kyle told himself as he headed off > toward the Indigo Stadium Pokécenter. _And this time, I sure as hell > *mean* it..._ > > TBC? Probably not. > Well, maybe.... Inside the Pokemon Center, Sarah Jane paced the waiting room. If Sarah Jane wasn't so upset at the situation, her pacing would have been very comical. Shields mimed his owner as she paced. Spunky trailed after Shields, thinking this was part of a game. As did Pteryx, who hopped along trying to grab Spunky's tail. Cuddles took up the rear, making sure no one grabbed or stepped on the baby Aerodactyl. Several other trainers waited anxiously for their injured Pokemon. Jon and Christy sat at one of the tables. Sarah Jane's grandfather, one of the country's leading authorities on Krabbys and Kinglers, was in with Nipper. Her grandmother was fending off reporters at the entrance, along with a host of Officer Jennys. A lot of trainers had been complaining about the reporters. Most of Sarah Jane's pokemon were already doing better, except Nipper and Stonewall. The Rhydon had done quite a bit of damage to them. "Those Pokemon should never have been allowed on the field," said Sarah Jane as she paced past the table. "He only had 3 of them under control. With the exception of her Charizard, even _Candi_ has better control of her Pokemon." "That's harsh," said Christy. "But true," said Jon. "To get his Nidoking to attack, he had to tell it that the Alakazam was challenging him for some sort of throne. Good thing Sigfreid can teleport. And there was also that whacked out Gengar with the guitar.... the judges should never have allowed that." "That Dragonite was awful....," interjected Sarah Jane on her next pass by. "Drake should teach him a thing or 2. And that.... that...." "NI!" yelped Spunky. Sarah Jane turned around to find Pteryx had grabbed Spunky's tail with her mouth. "Pteryx, NO!" reprimanded Sarah Jane sternly as she made Pteryx release the tail and picked her up. "Bad girl!" "AWK?" asked Pteryx. "It's not a toy. Its part of Spunky," said Sarah Jane. "You should have done that with Cuddles and Spunky," said Jon with a laugh. "It would have helped Drake's poor tail...." "I'm going to make sure my babies turn out properly," said Sarah Jane. "Especially after what I saw today." "You better sit down," said Christy. "You're going to wear yourself out." "I can't help it... I'm so worried about Nipper and Stonewall.... I don't know if they'll make it...." said Sarah Jane as tears rolled down her face. Pteryx saw her adoptive mother was upset and cuddled against her, almost apologizing for her earlier actions. Cuddles came over and rubbed against Sarah Jane's leg. Spunky licked his sore tail. 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