The Hacker [Pokemon Fanfiction]

The Hacker: Chapter 29

The roaring wave of cerulean water whipped up, the stray droplets beading off into the air wildly. The Surf attack launched fiercely towards our enemy who erected a force field of power. Vaporeon's ocean exploded against Mewtwo's shield like the waves that crashed against bluffs, spraying out like Butterfree wings. Our opponent smirked, a psychic outline tracing our water before she threw it back at us at quadruple force. The blades of fined water cut across Vaporeon as he cried out with a twinge of pain, a few scathes of water nicking me.

"Vaporeon use Ice Beam and hold him in place!" I commanded breathlessly.

My eeveelution nodded, his ego being shuffled aside, as from the agape mouth he held an Alice blue frosted together into an orb. It shot out spastically around the room. Each block that the beam struck had become coated in a glittering sheen of ice. And Mewtwo added to the rooms glistening, another Barrier surrounding himself to reflect the icebound laser. He moved his barriers like a pocket mirror around our battle ground though his psychic powers, reflecting the beam to move in the direction he wished upon. The ice crawled up over to where Vaporeon waited, encasing my pokemon within a glacier.

I called out my pokemon's name, just to see his face frozen in anguish. A single paw raising as if ready to run.

Mewtwo smirked, "Silly child. I am linked to your mind. I know every move you are about to command before it even crosses your little brain."

I didn't want to respond, not playing his game. "Now, go Marowak!" The pokeball arced over the make-shift field. The ground type burst forth from her capsule, landing to the floor to send up a plume of dust that matched her coloring.

"Not going to use your precious Venusaur?" Our enemy inquired, "Either you really are on my side, or she is too busy on healing duty." He snickered, obsidian eyes darting over to where Venusaur nuzzled Blue encouragingly. The ginger trainer though could only groan in pain. The grass-type also bared her leaves far to bask in the broken rays of light that reached the room for salvation. "He will not be up for quite a while. Surprised he even lived. Well, once this little battle is wrapped up, he won't be too longer."

He survived because of Mew. It made sense. Mew knew that this was going to happen, didn't she? So she had us reveal dark secrets that could possibly just keep us a live for a bit longer. But why didn't Red make it? Why, of all people, didn't he? That's all that ran through my mind as I battled with a resounding vigor.

He was right that I wouldn't battle with Venusaur. Not anymore. She and I had already battled Mewtwo moments ago, but I called her back as she choked on her last bits of health. To take care of herself and Blue. Looking at her, the photosynthesis of just being a grass pokemon could barely heal the slashes that gashed across her toad-shaped face. The chlorophyll gelatin-like blood that she possessed gleamed in the light as her heavy breaths broke off rhythm.

Shaking my head, I swiftly swung my focus back to the fight ahead. Mind reeling with any sort of strategy. "Use Bonemerang."

The bone-keeper grunted in agreement as she wound up her arm, her leg slowly rising as a baseball player would to take a pitch. A swing was thrown with her immense power, only for Mewtwo to simply duck. "Your emotions are getting the better of both of you." The ivory weapon went whooshing just over him, no need for any psychic powers to turn the bone back so it may return to its master. Marowak grasped her club promptly, her eyes narrowing though her skull helmet angrily. "See?"

"Attack with Fissure!"

"Imprudent," Mewtwo remarked distastefully. But neither my pokemon nor I cared as the ground type shifted her feet in preparation of the attack. Her bone slammed against the remnants floors, creating a chasm below and rocks upturning down the way to catch on Mewtwo. The clone gracefully danced around each jagged stone before pulling in Marowak with his Psychic attack. The power engulfed the dust covered pokemon like a foil, dragging her close before slamming her about like a child would with a doll. Each impact caused the poor pokemon to scream. And with the control Mewtwo held, he slammed the crevasse that used to be at our feet. But not before plunging Marowak deep into there. Once the crack was shut, Mewtwo rose her like a zombie from the ground, tossing her limb body back to me.