From: Ensign CJ <ensigncj@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] A Real Blast from the Past, Part I Date: Tuesday, August 17, 1999 7:29 PM (Sorry for the obscenely long post....had to cover a back story and wanted to be at least a little descriptive...besides Part II is where Pyyrus's new quest begins. =) --The Hammond Research Station, Far Side of Mt. Moon-- The small lab was dark, as was the sky above them. A pitch black, semi abyss. The small room that was his lab shimmered though, like a small firefly in a field covered in the night. The hum of computers could be heard. Along with the light given off by their monitors, it was almost like a search light clashing with the black of the room. Dr. Black sighed as he watched Seismograph. This wasn't what he had signed on. His dream had been to travel to the wasteland of the Upper Lunas mountains and find the Legendary Bird Articuno, or perhaps some other rare or exotic species of Pokemon. Life is never what you for though, and now he was stuck here in small room, crammed with all kinds of test equipment to monitor volcanic activity up here. Small pockets of hot spring water act as cradles of life up here, past them is nothing but a barren wasteland of ice and rock, combining to form a terrain that is both treacherous and beautiful, all at the same time. This was not a good use of his time, he'd rather be off playing with his pet Eevee than doing this. Just watching a little pen draw a straight line, that was his day...or was. All of the sudden, the needle started to dance like it was on fire. Back and forth, faster and faster in an endless rhythm. It then started to vibrate as an ear splitting explosion was heard, breaking two of three needles on the Seismograph. The shockwave rattled everything, beakers fell, computers toppled, and monitors plummeted to their doom. Dr. Black had been thrown to the floor by the sudden explosion. He managed to crawl under the main table, shielding him from falling materials. He heard shattering and sparking as parts of electronics and glass went flying everywhere. Then, after the main shockwave came a massive silence, like a Viper waiting to strike, came the calm after the storm. The small lab had been gutted by the moon light...but it wasn't a full out tonight! Dr. Black stood up to see a hole, a giant hole. It looked almost like a volcano crater The sight of the massive explosion had come from the place where the crater was, all of Mt. Pluto was gone. A gentle smoke rose from above the crater, giving the mark of where the explosion had happened...and Black did the only thing he could think of...he fainted. --Meanwhile, about 15 minutes before the explosion, 3 Miles due north from Hammond Station-- A dark cavern looms on the horizon, and a river gently flows out of it. The cavern was once carved from a massive upsurge of hot spring water, that washed most of the rock out, leaving a mineral rich cave. Now, the silence of a hundred years was broken as a small half-track zooms up towards it. The half track is the PokeRover 1000, a huge contraption for trainers on a mission to get around in. At the wheel, Chris Pyyrus, still searching for anything he could use in his quest. Chris had spent 3 ½ months searching the wilderness for new Pokemon, all he had for his invested time was frostbitten toes and way too much wasted materials. This was his last chance, to catch anything before his 4 month deadline for the expedition was cut off. He was low on supplies and most of his Pokemon needed medical attention. Pyro in particular, was badly hurt from the water forming whenever he walked over the snow, which had been a lot of the early trip. The great Gyarados that supposedly hunted up here had recently been seen moving up river from the air, and had entered the cave. He rolled the Rover to a small clearing on a small ledge overlooking a massive 100 ft. drop straight down. Chris leaped out of the Rover and grabbed his survival bag, along with the only three battle worthy Pokemon he had. He headed for the mouth of the massive cavern, and reached into his pack and pulled out the MultiDex. The MultiDex was the combination of a PokeDex, along with a variety of GPS, Local Geographical Reports, and the primitive Pokemon Radar system pioneered on Cinnibar Island. Flipping on the MultiDex, he passed the time waiting for it to power on by grabbing a flashlight also out the open pack and zipped it back up. Finally the MultiDex came online, and a dim light shined off of it. "Welcome to the Multiple Purpose and Task PokeDex, how may I help you?" the MultiDex said in a dull computer like voice. It really got old after a while, but this tin can worked and provided more than enough info then to be left back home. "MultiDex, Radar online," Chris instructed the little red handheld computer. The Dex went black for a second and powered up its scanning feature. The Radar located any Pokemon within 50 ft. Not bad, but it needed work. Not being able to detect flyers and distorted by objects of massive size, it wasn't quite the item for the job. "Scan complete. No Pokemon withing 10 ft. All other scan data lost do to large amounts of radiation." The MultiDex chirped, as the screen became a little scrambled from something just beyond the flashlight's range. "Radiation? That doesn't make any sense..." Chris said, as he began walking. He took four steps before he found where the radiation was ...he took one step too far. The supposedly solid rock floor crumbled into to nothing, and he fell down into an abyss. He fell, and fell, and just for a new trick, he fell some more. Down he fell, lower, and lower, and lower until suddenly he hit something....or did he? He didn't feel the pain of an impact and the floor was dimly lit, so he knew he wasn't on the ground because he could see everything from above. Some kind of force had caught him and was slowly guiding him down to the ground, 10, 5, and then 1.foot. Finally he was deposited on the ground.. Chris was not to say VERY freaked by this...but things were about to get a whole lot weirder. After 10 seconds of being on the ground of this pit, blinding ceiling lights came on. This revealed that he was in come sort of tank. The tank was about 10 ft. X 10 ft, and cut out of pure stone. It looked like pure white marble, a rich white that looked like it had been quarried two days ago. The tank had several viewing holes, which looked like some sort of crystal. The crystal shimmered in a rainbow of colors, red, blue, and then green. The pure white walls and the shimmering crystal brought an aura of peace and beauty to the tank, a place of serenity. He grabbed Aztec's Pokeball and brought the dragon out. In a burst of red energy, the form of a Dragonair longer than the room formed. "Draiiii" she said, glad to be out and stretch her massive form out from being crammed into a Pokeball. She slithered around a little, and then plunked herself down in a corner, coiled ready for a nice, long nap. "Lazy bones." Chris said as he glanced at Aztec. He glanced over at an area of the tank he hadn't seen before, it had a panel that had some strange markings on it. The panel looked like it was some sort of inscription telling of the tank. The glyphs on it seemed strange, like nothing he ever saw before. They were inducing, almost as if they were trying to jump off the wall and tell him what there secrets were... But the wonder of the gylphs trace was soon broken, as something was spat out by what appeared to be a speaker, about 5 ft. Up on the SW area of the tank. What it said made no sense, it was to the extent of, "Oipu, Nyhui Juiopi!" Chris was dumbfounded that this thing actually still did ANYTHING....but when two massive drums of liquid slide into the tank, Chris knew something was wrong. The drums were a deep black marble like material, almost shimmering. Each one literally popped, a cork was released on the side of each. They both started pumping some sort of liquid out, out of one orange, out of the other purple. The liquids headed towards separate sides of the room when something happened...holes started spewing the liquid everywhere. The liquids began to mix, first a little at a time. Soon the were massive pockets of the orange and purple brew. Then the liquids stopped flowing and the barrels started to pump out some sort of gas. The gas was smelly and made Chris drowse he tried to keep his eyes open, and could barely. Aztec was already asleep, so she didn't have to worry. Then, came a massive shot from the ceiling. It was a flare of some sort and detonated in the middle of the gas cloud....a huge flash of white occurs...Chris lets off a scream, but no one hears for he is all alone. His scream dies out as a massive explosion envelopes the room...then the mountain...then silence....an eerie silence....one of death... To Be Continued... What has happened? Has Chris survived? What was that he found? Stay tuned for more! -Rain Dance pokefreakazoid@yahoo.com or EnsignCJ@aol.com -Chris Pyyrus **************** High Priest of the Garfield Syndicate ****************************************** Garfield is no cat! He's a new Pokemon species!