From: Roland Le Good (roland@minuet.demon.co.uk) Subject: [PW!] Alliance Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/07/06 " There it is! Vermilion city! City of dreams!" Ilanna indicated the sprawling town. A tumbleweed blew across a courtyard, a shopkeeper yelled at a small boy for stealing. A Meowth hissed at another of its kind and they began to fight. " But really though, is it?" Caleb had become very skeptical recently, Ilanna thought it was because he was in a wheelchair. Ilanna and Caleb had been arguing alot recently. Ilanna was having trouble coping with the fact that Caleb had been in Team Rocket and that he loved her. She almost felt the same way but she wasn't sure. He had run away and all. Caleb was tryingt o shut it all out. He wasn't one to talk about his problems, just let them boil up and explode when the need took hold. " Well what're we waiting for? Let's go, I'm starving..." Caleb said. " Yeah, sure," Ilanna pushed him down the path towards Vermilion. A black van was parked at the entrance to Vermilion, blacked out windows and everything. Caleb noticed it and was watching it from the corner of his eye. Who drives a van like that? " Me too boss. His mate damn near blew my face off," Tarn sat in the van on the phone. His face was scared and he had bandages around his chest. Sergei, his boss, was on the phone and yelling his head off. " Yes boss. Of course boss," Tarn sighed and began mimicking his boss speaking with his hand. " Yes boss," He said, getting carried away with micktaking. He said it in a sort of Nyaa Nyaa voice. Sergei paused and then yelled some more. " NO! Sorry boss! I'm ahnly messin' ok? What!? You're coming here? With the case? Yeah, I'll intercept them now, relax guv'..." Tarn finished and breathed a sigh of relief. " I better find the buggers, or Sergei'll probly kill me 'n all..." " Ilanna, y'know we're being followed right?" Ilanna handed Caleb a burger. " What who?" Ilanna began to look around. " Ssshhh. Have you forgotten what I taught ya about being trailed? I think it's the bloke from Pewter, the one who killed Carver. I'm gonna have a look," " Erm, ok... just be careful," " Hey, it's me! Oh one more thing.... No mustard!" He handed the burger back to Ilanna. Caleb drove his chair away and around the corner. He had his gun and his pokeballs ready. He couldn't do much fighting but that pissed him off more than anything. Caleb was right about the follower though. He drove down the road and into and alley. Maybe I can kill him now... He'll be right around the corner, I betcha, Tarn thought. Pokeball ready and... " How the hell does this work?" He hadn't used Pokemon before and fiddled with the ball. Eventually he pushed the button and panicked as a bright light flashed in his eyes and he dropped the ball. After the light cleared he saw... A Charmeleon stood there. " Char..." " Yeah, whatever, now around the corner is a psycho with a gun. He'll probably ant to kill you so be careful, nowgo around there and turn him to ash, 'k?" " Char!?" Evidentally Charmeleon didn't want to get shot. " I'll come to ok?" " Meeel..." tarn got his gun ready, with a silencer and the two hopped around the corner. The alley was empty. " What the fu-?" A wheelchair came crashing down on Tarn from a fire escape. Caleb had pulled himself up and then the wheelchair. He pulled out a gun and then rolled to dodge Charmeleon's flames. He fired but couldn't see due to the smoke. Tarn recoverred and fired at Caleb, the shots bounced off the metal fire escape. " Hahaha! Look, Fire, on the fire escape! HAHAHA!" Tarn thought he'd said something really funny. Caleb threw himself over the railing and onto Tarn. He punched him onto the ground and Was knocked off by Charmeleon. " Chaaaar!" He grinned and Caleb saw flickers of flame behind his teeth. " You pillock," Tarn dusted himself down. " Last words?" " Not yet..."