From: Ghostyhead (Ghostyhead@tomgreen.com) Subject: Re: [PW!] Something Shady (and not the song) Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/06/28 Marco262 <marco262@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:39595D94.BDBBE318@yahoo.com... > "You mean this just happened recently? No disaster this big could go > without news coverage, and I didn't know anything about it until I got > here. What could devastate a city so quickly?" Before she could respond, > they were interupted by a boy who walked up to the girl. Completely > ignoring Darian, he quietly greeted the girl. > > Even though a bit unnerved by the boy's strange behavior, Darian sat > back against the steps. He would wait until he was introduced, and until > then, he would be content to just sit back and listen to the > conversation. Maybe he would learn what had happened to Celadon City. > > TBC... > ...sometime around now. Raine looked around her nervously. To her amazement, the police hadn't put in an appearance yet despite the warzone which Celadon's high street had become. The couple of news teams brave enough to approach were keeping at a safe distance, filming the scene without getting too close. She should probably object, she thought, but if being videotaped was the worst thing to happen to her for the rest of the day, she couldn't really complain. Raine was beginning to feel slight pangs of guilt after flushing Spaceghost's Pokéball, but she put it down to the fact that she hadn't eaten yet. Meche, set to her side, was staring vaguely into the distance, and failed to notice the young man approaching her until he was almost on top of the pair. Her nerves already somewhat frayed after their earlier encounter, the Marowak leapt to her feet, brandishing her club in anger. "Wak! Marowak!" "Meche!" Raine exclaimed, surprised at her Pokémon's uncharacteristic aggression. "We don't need any more destruction today, okay? Just calm down a little..." The young man, having backed off a little, regained his composure. As Raine looked at him, taking in his somewhat unusual clothing and the Psyduck by his side, something occured to her. It wasn't quite his stance, or the way he looked, but something about the man told her that he could leap into action before she could even react. "Hello?" repeated the man. Raine patted Meche on the head in what she thought was a pacifying gesture. The Marowak crossed her arms grumpily and returned to staring at the horizon. She thought she could hear police sirens in the distance. "Hi!" replied Raine brightly. "Erm... you might be wondering about all this..." With a dramatic sweep of her arm, she took in the entire street scene in its devastated glory. The TV crews were cautiously approaching. "I suppose so," answered the man. "I take it the street doesn't usually look like this." "No..." began Raine. "See, I have - no, wait, used to have - this Haunter..." "Haunter?" asked the young man. "Not from around here, are you?" asked Raine, intrigued. "Not by quite a long way..." said the man wistfully. "So this 'haunter' did all of this?" "Yup." Raine nodded her head. "I'd be impressed if he'd just stuck to battling like a *normal* Pokémon..." Meche tapped her trainer on the shoulder. From their left, the second stranger was wandering back over to them. "Hello again," said Raine. This was turning into quite a social event. The Marowak could definitely hear the police now. Another thought drifted into Raine's cluttered mind. "Look, before we all tell our life stories, can we adjourn this to somewhere else? You can probably get that Fearow healed up at the superstore..." And, she thought, she and Meche might have a better chance of avoiding arrest if Cooper and his impressive collection of parking offences were in the vicinity... TBC...