Remember when I said no updates? I lied.
Game Angel wrote:If Blaziken is okay (I forget if he's recovered yet or not) DOUBLE KICK ALL THE RATATTAS FOREVER
Alexandy13 wrote:>Haul booty in the other direction.
>Alternative: Be saved by passerby.
Chloemew wrote:who then turns out to be the awesome leader of the Vermillion Gym
Neko wrote:>Grab the flute and beat the boy senseless
electronic goat wrote:>Beat those Rattatas.
WITH YOUR FIST
Before you can even open your mouth, the swarm is upon you. Dodging left and right to avoid four of the blood-crazed rodents, you draw back your fist and let fly, decking a fifth in midair. Despite your efforts, several of them manage to cling to your body, sinking their sharp fangs into your flesh. Behind you, Misty cries out in pain. Furious, you tear one of them off your shoulder, flinging it into the air and hurling Blaziken's Ball after it.
With a resounding crack, the sphere collides with its forehead. As the Rattata falls, never to rise again, the ball opens and with a flash of light, Blaziken appears. Casually swatting aside a lunging Rattata, he leaps into battle, shattering the bodies of countless rats with his mighty blows.
Ramming into the stone ledge behind you to crush the ones on your back, you hurl another ball at the swarm, calling out "Magneton, go!"
As the magnet trio appears, several Rattata leap on it, only to be electrocuted with a single attack. Rising higher into the air, Magneton rains down a torrent of deadly electricity into the swarm below.
"All right, you two! Rapid Spin!"
Turning, you see Staryu and Starmie whirling like shuriken into the heart of the swarm, scattering and devastating everything they touch. Seizing a Rattata by the tail, Misty tears it off her shoulder and swings it like a baseball bat, intercepting another in midair and smashing its skull like a rotten fruit.
Still, the swarm keeps coming, seemingly endless. For every one that falls, two more take its place, gnashing their teeth and lunging for your throat. Blaziken is beginning to tire now, his attacks slowing down and growing weaker by the second. Magneton's bursts of electricity come infrequently, the magnets struggling just to stay afloat. Staryu and Starmie have retreated to form a spinning wall of spikes, the last line of defense. Although both you and Misty are covered in bites, bruises and blood, the two of you fight on, refusing to become the squealing horde's next meal.
Without warning, an explosion erupts at the heart of the swarm, sending the charred bodies of countless Rattata flying into the air. Before the horde recovers, a charging ball of lightning blasts through their ranks, scattering them like bowling pins. As the boy with the flute glances around for the source of these attacks, a man emerges from the brush behind him. Suddenly and precisely, he strikes a blow to the back of the boy's head, sending him sprawling on the ground. The boy doesn't get back up. Bending down, the man pries the flute from the boy's fingers, snapping it with in two with his bare hands.
As if by some invisible signal, the Rattata army suddenly stops their frantic charge, milling about in confusion. Rising on their hind legs and sniffing the air, they disperse, scampering back into the brush in twos and threes.
Slowly, the man walks over. Grabbing a nearby rock, Misty gets ready to fight.
"You can put that down, little lady. I'm here to help."
You study him carefully. His short cropped blonde hair, his faded camouflage jacket and pants, even his bearing seems to to bespeak someone with military training.
He's a soldier, you realize.
Somewhat reluctantly, Misty lets the rock fall to the ground. Grinning, the man says, "That's better. You're probably wondering who I am. They call me Lt. Surge, the Lightning American. Your friend and I have already met."
Staring at him, your thoughts begin to race.
Is he telling the truth? Can we trust this guy? And if we can't, what are we going to do next?
