Charizard flew over the skies and landed gently on the ground, allowing it’s trainer and her Lucario to slide off it’s wing.
It’s trainer smiled and feed it a cupcake. “Good job, Dragon.” Dragon roared quietly and devoured the cupcake with a smile.
As soon as the fire dragon finished the cupcake, it’s trainer returned it to it’s pokéball. “You deserve a nice long rest.” The trainer placed the pokéball in her back and looked at her Lucario.
It seemed frightened by something. The trainer walked over to her Lucario. “Sheldon, what’s the matter?” Sheldon only whimpered.
The trainer realized what was wrong. “You don’t like this place, do you?” Sheldon shook his head and whimpered more.
The trainer hugged her Lucario. “It’s okay. I’m here with you.” The Lucario tried to force down the urge to scream in terror, but his voice wouldn’t work.
“Excuse me, miss? Are you Trainer Caitlin?” A young man’s voice broke the brief moment of silence.
The trainer looked over to the young looking man. “Yes, sir. I am.” The young trainer smiled. “It’s nice to meet you then. The name’s Brad. I’m sure you’ve heard of my grandfather, Mr. Fuji.” Caitlin nodded.
“I was told to come here by him from a letter that my Pidgey delivered a day ago. I didn’t want to hesitate by walking, so I took my Charizard to fly here as fast as we could get here.” Brad nodded.
“I see. Well, follow me then. I’m sure you heard that Lavender Town is a “ghost town” right?” Caitlin nodded, her Lucario clinged on to her.
“There’s a reason for that. It’s due to the Lavender Town Tower and legends and stories.” Brad turned to the young trainer. “And that white hand on your shoulder.” He smirked.
Caitlin giggled. “Very funny. I don’t believe in that kind of thing, Brad.” Brad laughed. “I figured you’d be scared, but you’ve been here before, haven’t you?” Caitlin nodded.
As the two entered Mr.Fuji’s home, Caitlin noticed it was more like a miniature PokéFarm or PokéRanch of some kind. “I suppose your grandfather’s a caretaker of orphaned and/or abandoned Pokémon?”
Brad nodded. “Indeed. My grandfather enjoys Pokémon so much, he takes care of them and keeps them here until a trainer wants to adopted them. Since then, he’s had tons of volunteers.”
All of the Pokémon seemed happy and comfortable here. She then turned to a Cubone. It was huddled up in the corner.
It seemed to be frightened and slightly angry. “What’s wrong with that one?”
Brad looked at the little one. “It’s a baby Cubone. It only trusts my grandfather. Team Rocket killed it’s mother, since then, it never trusted anyone but my grandfather.”
Caitlin’s eyes widened. “Sheldon’s mother was killed by Team Rocket too.” Brad looked at Caitlin in shock.
Caitlin nodded. “The Cubone and Sheldon have that much in common at least. Only Sheldon hates Team Rocket and everything they stand for.”
Brad frowned. “I’m...sorry for your Lucario’s loss. It must’ve been pretty hard on him.” Caitlin nodded.
Sheldon walked up to the little Cubone. The little skulled Pokemon held the bone club tight in it’s fist, it looked like it was ready to attack. Sheldon suddenly put his paws on the little Cubone’s shoulders and slowly lifting the little Pokemon off the ground, cradling it in his arms.
“I know how you feel, little guy.” Was what the Lucario whispered to the bone Pokemon.
They both had no mother, they both had the strongest grudge against Team Rocket, and they both knew what they were going through.
Later that day, there was a call from Mr. Fuji. Brad picked up the phone and answered it. Caitlin didn’t bother to intervene on the phone call. Brad later hung up the phone. He looked over to the young female trainer.
“Halloween’s coming up and my grandpa’s throwing a party here. We were wondering if you’d like to come.”
Caitlin nodded. “I’d love to. Is there anything else?”
Brad nodded. “He called some trainers, there’s been some strange things going on in the Pokemon Tower. You wouldn’t mind going along with the other trainers to--”
“Brad, don’t worry, it’s my job. I don’t mind.” Caitlin interrupted Brad, calling over her Lucario and getting up from her set. “I’ll be back in a few hours or so.”
She headed out into the tower with her Lucario following.
The second the two entered the tower. Sheldon shivering in fear and gripping onto his trainer as they walked farther into the tower. Caitlin took a deep breath. There was no turning back at this point. She looked at her Lucario, still frightened by his surroundings.
“Maybe you should stay in your PokeBall for a short while.” She took out the ball and returned him inside it, he’d be safer in his PokeBall than out in the tower being spooked by ghosts and ghouls.
She continued on further and further into the tower. She hurried up to the next level with courage in her heart. She hoped that Sheldon would feel the same soon enough.
Meanwhile three other trainers, upon reaching the 2nd level of the tower. The female trainer turned around to the two others. “Hey, Cal. Pique. Did either one of you see where Vincent, Veruka, and Rupert went?”
Pique only shrugged. Cal just kept his eyes on what was behind the gang.
Suddenly the three Pokemon darted off past the trainers. It wasn’t hard to see that they were frightened by something.
The girl trainer grew confused and slightly frightened herself. “What are they running away from?”
“They could’ve been running away from a ghost Pokemon, but I could be wrong.” Pique stated.
The minute he looked over to what they were running from, his eyes started to widen. “Uhh...Elisa...I think I got the “ghost” part right.”
Elisa tilted her head. “What do you mean by that?”
Cal motioned her to turn around. As Elisa did so, her eyes caught sight of only a heard of zombie Pokemon. Not ghost Pokemon, but actually, real zombies.
“Those arent’ ghosts, Pique...their zombies!!!” Cal shouted in fear.
The trainers screamed in horror and took off running from the seemingly demonic spirits before them.
Meanwhile, Veronica Rocket (along with Jessie, James, and Meowth) and Ginger (the rookie Team Plasma member) all kept watch on the grave that stood before them. Veronica smirked, knowing that everyone was ready.
She then turned to a sound of screaming in horror. “What’s that?”
James began shivering in fear and hid behind Jessie. “Ths the gh-ghosts!”
Ginger rolled her eyes and took a flashlight out of her bag. “Probably just another intruder or something. I’ll go check it out.” She walked into the darkness.
Caitlin finally made it to the stairs of the first level of the tower. “Okay, I can do this.”
She looked at the Pokeball that contained her Lucario. “I hope you’re just as ready as I am, little buddy. There’s no turning back no--”
She was cut-off by Elisa’s Pokemon running past her, the young trainer dodged not wanting to be crushed by the stampeding trio. “Woah! Hey! What’s the matter?”
The three only hid behind the graves of deceased Pokemon. Caitlin tilted her head in confusion, wondering why they looked so frightened. A sudden scream rang in her ears. She turned around to see three other trainers. The ran in fear and screamed in horror. They all trampled upon the younger trainer.
“Will you guys get off of me?!” Caitlin growled.
The trainers got off of the young trainer. “We’re sorry...we didn’t hurt you did we?” Pique asked in concern.
Caitlin shook her head. “No, I’m alright. What were you guys running from anyways?”
A moan was heard in the background, everyone spun around to see a zombie-fied Raichu.
Pique pointed at it shivering in fear. “That!!!”
Caitlin grew frightened as well. “So that means monsters and ghosts are real?!”
“L-lets just get outta here!”
“I’m with you on this, Pique!”
Elisa and Pique nearly walked out on the door. But Cal and Caitlin stopped them.
“No, we’re gonna get through this together! We won’t let them win and we have to do this!” Caitlin reminded them.
The two looked at each other then back at Cal and Caitlin. The both sighed.
“I guess you’re right.” Elisa answered.
Caitlin nodded at Cal. “I’ll let you take care of this, Cal.”
Cal nodded calling out what Pokemon he had.
His Blaziken, Pyro, was one of the first to attack. A simple flame engulfed the zombie Pokemon, turning it into nothing but ashes on the ground. The others nodded at headed up the stairs as they continued.
More and more zombie Pokemon began to rise from their graves and tombstones. It would take more than just a simple Blaziken to handle a horde of zombies.
“Veruka! Fire punch!” Elisa hollered at her Infernape.
The female Infernape did as she was told. Vincent wanted to lend a helping paw, he had to help his love from a zombie crunching on her skull and dining on her brain. He used a metal claw on one the zombies, having to be frightened by what would happen if he didn’t help his crush. Rupert helped as well, he didn’t want anything horrid happening to his friends.
Pique and Caitlin nodded at each other. Knowing what to do now. Pique took out two Pokeballs (one of them containing his personal favorite) and tossed them both in the air. A Dewott and a Lucario.
“Obi! Bone rush on one half! Jet! Aqua get on the second half”
Jet (the Dewott) wanting to gain his master’s love again, tried his hardest to take down a horde of zombies himself. Obi had it easier than his water type rival, he only had to use bone rush, taking off the heads of a few or more zombies.
Caitlin took out only one Pokeball, containing her Pikachu. She figured Sheldon would be too scared to attack a zombie. She tossed her Pokeball in the air, her Pikachu seemed to be ready for battle.
“Sparkles! Thunderbolt!” She commanded.
Without hesitation, the Pikachu obeyed striking most of the zombies easily taking them down. The trainers smiled at one and other. “Come on! Lets keep going!” Caitlin shouted in victory as she continued on and kept running as her and the others attack the horde of zombies one heard after the other.
(The rest of the story will be in Caitlin’s perspective, while most of it will go to Sheldon and see what he’s thinking)
Ugh...I don’t feel so good...it smells like death and rotting flesh...why haven’t I been let out yet? I wanna get out of here! Now….now….now….now...NOW!!! Please...Just let me out of here!! I’m feeling sick! I think I’m about to vomit!
I could feel the Pokeball shaking and rattling in my bag. Sheldon was getting restless. I could tell he was getting sick by the rotting flesh oder in the air. I couldn’t blame him there. It smelt awful. I was never used to the smell of death myself.
Suddenly the last zombie was down with Obi’s final bone rush attack. Pique looked at me. “That should be the last one.” I didn’t pay attention. I took out my Pokeball and looked at it. I didn't’ know whether to take out Sheldon or not.
Pique inched closer. “Cait, what’s wrong? Is it Sheldon?”
“Yeah...I feel as if he’s getting sick...like he’s about to puke. He’s not used to the smell of death since…”
“Yeah, well, I’m not fond of the zombie’s body oder myself, kid.” Obi cut me off.
I sighed heavily. “It’s not the zombie’s “body oder” it’s the litteral smell of death.” I looked back at the Pokeball that contained my boy.
“He wasn’t the same since his mother.”
Cal glanced at me and put a hand on my shoulder. “I understand. You know my mightyena, Shade, right? He had an abusive trainer. He gone past that after he met Shredder and--”
“Pardon my interruption, Cal, but it’s not that. I mean it is, but it’s far different than abuse. His mom died right in front of him as a baby! A baby Riolu!” I snapped.
I took a few deep breaths after a short while. “I-I’m sorry. Sheldon and I hold a strong grudge against Team Rocket. I hold a grudge against them because they’re evil. I can guess all of you know why Sheldon holds a grudge against them.”
Everyone nodded. Elisa smiled at me. “It’s alright. One day he’ll be over it soon enough. I promise. It’s just gonna take him longer than just a few years.” I nodded.
“Hey! Are we going or what?” Pyro asked, eager to get a move on. Obi turned to us. “Lets just go, slowpokes! I wanna get this over with!”
We all took a deep breath and we headed forward.
I wanna go home...wait...what’s this?...This feeling...that aura….I remember that aura….It can’t be…..is it?...Momma?...
Once we all stopped at the fourth floor. We were about to face what horror was ahead. The smell of death and rotting corpses grew heavier, I swore I was about to throw up, but I managed to hold my lunch down where it belonged.
Suddenly a pale fog surrounded the room.
I noticed Vincent holding onto Veruka’s arm tightly. “(V-ve-Veruka...there wasn’t fog here before…)”
Veruka held onto Vincent tightly. I looked at Rupert, Pyro, Obi, Jet, and Sparkles. I could tell they were all ready for whatever was about to charge at them.
“Get ready everyone!” I warned.
Suddenly there was a sudden shout in the air. “Get out! Leave this place!” One voice shrieked.
“Don’t come any closer!” Another voice warned.
Suddenly we were met with what looked like ghosts. Their figures were unknown to us. We needed more than just a few Pokemon to take those ghosts.
I looked at Pique. “Pique! Go! We’ll be alright! Just find a silph scope or something to help us see if that really is a ghost or not!”
Pique nodded and took off running.
“Come on, guys!” He called out to Obi and Jet.
The two followed their trainer.
Elisa looked at me. “I’ll go with him! Come on, guys!”
She took off running along with her trio following after her.
It was all up to me and Cal up to this point. He called out three other Pokemon, Shade (mightyena), Shredder (grovyle), and Psy (kadabra). I called out only one more that I had. Tarzan (infernape), I still thought it’d be too rough for Sheldon to take on two ghosts.
Wait….that is mom…..What are they doing?....Why are they doing it?....What the heck is going on?! I have a right to know! And I want out now!!!
“Shade, shadow ball! Shredder, bullet seed! Pyro, ember! Psy, psychic!”
“Sparkles, thunderbolt! Tarzan, mach punch!”
The six Pokemon attacked but no attack did nothing.
Shade looked at Shredder. “No matter what attack we use, it doesn’t even give them a scratch.”
Shredder looked at his lover. “Shade, we’re going to have to keep attack in order for them to be defeated somehow.”
Sparkles looked at the two lovers. “Well, we keep attacking and nothing even happens!!”
Tarzan glanced over at the frustrated Pikachu. “We have to keep battling one way or another, Sparkles.”
Cal and I both grew agitated. “Why doesn’t they get attacked or effected?” Cal glanced at me and shut his eyes. “I don’t know.”
“Cait! Catch!” Pique tossed a silph scope my way.
I jumped in the air and caught and hurriedly put it on. The ghosts revealed to be a Marowak and a Lopunny. It was Sheldon’s mother and Cubone’s mother.
“Marowak? The spirit of Cubone’s mom?” I glanced over at the Lopunny. “Daisy…” I murmured to myself.
“Get out! You shouldn’t get too close to them!” Marowak warned.
“Caitlin...please...we’re only trying to protect you.” Daisy whispered in a honey sweet voice.
Suddenly I heard a cry from behind. It was only Cubone. Running towards the ghostly figure of it’s mother. The Marowak lowered her bone as her son hugged her tightly. The Marowak soon calmed down, knowing her baby was safe once more. She hugged it in a motherly embrace. Sheldon’s Pokeball suddenly bursted opened. He ran towards the ghostly figure of his own mother and did the same the Cubone. Daisy did the same as the Marowak.
I chuckled a bit. “Well what do you know.”
Shade and Shredder grinned at each other. “All this time, they were worried about their children.” Shredder nodded at Shade’s statement.
Sheldon whimpered, cuddling the ghostly figure of it’s mother. “Momma...I’m sorry…”
Daisy patted her son’s head. “Dont’ be sorry...I was protecting you. I was doing what mother’s do best....Protect their son’s from certain death.”
Sheldon sniffled. As the two ghouls were finally at peace, they could rest knowing their babies were safe.
Pique smiled. “All this time they were worried about their kids.” He chuckled picking up the Cubone in his arms.
The Cubone cuddled against the wolf-lion hybrid for more comfort, even though it knew it’s mother was in a better place watching over her son, he still had to seek comfort from someone.
Sheldon howled in mourning and joy. Mourning for his mother but joyous knowing she would no longer suffer.
I smiled then turned to Pique. “I’m guessing that Ginger girl had that silph scope?”
Pique nodded. “She’s such a weirdo.”
Obi glanced at Pique, with little or no amusement or even approve. “Pique, you are still the absolute last person to be calling someone a weirdo.”
I sighed, but I already knew that Obi had to agreed with Pique calling Ginger a weirdo. A major weirdo at that. Our job wasn’t done yet, we had to finish it. We moved up to the last floor of the tower.
Once we were up on the fifth floor, we noticed Team Rocket, Ginger, and Veronica, all laid still on the floor. They weren’t dead, they were unconscious.
I looked over at Pique. “Did Ginger look like that when you encountered her?”
He shook his head.
I tilted my head in confusion. Something suddenly caught the corner of my eye. It was a dead human. Or what looked like a human. I was highly confused as to why a human would be buried in the Pokemon Tower, a cemetery only meant for Pokemon and Pokemon alone.
“You’re all here...I’m trapped…” It growled. “And I’m lonely...so very lonely...will you all join me?...”
My heart grew heavy. I knew who that was. The Buried Alive demon. I heard about him in stories that my father used to tell. “We’ll never join you, you monster!!!”
It chuckled maliciously. “I had a feeling you would say that...You humans are a pathetic race as well as the anthropomorphic animals that act like humans…”
He glare motioned to Sheldon and the baby Cubone. “You two...you’re both are just as weak...humans killed your mothers and yet you both side with them.”
“Cubone, cu.” The Cubone whimpered.
Sheldon growled heavily. “I’ve put it behind me you stupid demon.”
BA laughed a bit then turned to Shade and Obi. “And you two...you had humans abuse you and yet you still side with them. You’re both are just as weak and pathetic as you were when you were pups…”
Obi’s heart sank. He remembered what his old trainer had said before he was owned by Pique. Those phrases rang in his mind, non-stop, including in his nightmares. We lost because of you! You deserve to suffer! YOU WORTHLESS RIOLU!!! He tried to shake it off but he couldn’t get those words out of his head.
Shade, however, was reminded of the time when he was “expressing himself” with another Pokemon, a male to be more in detail and was reminded how his old abusive trainer stabbed him and the other Pokemon, and the pain he felt. Tears swelled up in Shade’s eyes.
Sheldon growled. “Shut up! Shade and Obi couldn’t help it that they weren’t strong enough in battle at the time or if they were born with a different sexuallaity gentic! I’m only 1/25 bi-sexual and I understand how Shade feels! And I’m not strong in battle but I understand how Obi felt when he was a Riolu and couldn’t fight as well as other Pokemon!” His preaching hushed the demon for a moment.
It laughed silently. “How else would you know about anything else?”
He glanced towards Jet. “You were your masters first Pokemon, yet he abandoned his love for you for a Lucario that he only wanted for himself...He no longer wanted you...and soon one day he will abandon you and you’ll be forgotten forever…”
Jet’s eyes narrowed, he fought off the tears. He knew that Pique favored Obi over him and he hated the Lucario with a passion, but he knew that Pique would never abandon him.
He then turned his final glance at Veruka and Vincent. “And finally you two...you’re mother died long ago and you have no memory of her or your worthless father...and the Lucario’s parents no longer wanted him and is afraid of his own shadow yet try to impress their own master...that is the new kind of low that I have seen in all my life…”
Sheldon snapped. “That’s it!!!! I HAVE FLIPPING HAD IT WITH YOU!!!!” I saw that he was infuriated with a blinding rage. All we could do for now was watch to see what horror would behold us.
Buried Alive howled in laughter. “You think you can defeat me?” His body melted into a thick black substance of mist, turning him into a demonic looking Lucario. “So be it.”
I knew what had to be done. I stepped up, wanting to give Sheldon the commands to battle the demon, but only to be stopped by Obi. “Hey! What the heck, Obi?”
He glared at me. “Let him do what he has to do. ‘Kay kid?”
I opened my mouth to protest, but then closed it; knowing that if I protested against him, I’d get nothing but an argument. I sighed. “O...Okay.” I stepped back to see what would happened.
Sheldon used every attack he knew. Buried Alive dodged each and everyone one and then used a move that seemed, almost too ghastly to be real. Nightmare. It was only used when a Pokemon was asleep, but in this case, it wasn’t used when Sheldon drifted off to a drowsy slumber. It was used when he was awake.
The minute the attack was used. His eyes were a void of fear, his breathing grew heavier and heavier.
I gasped and tried to go towards him, but Obi and Tarzan held me back. “Sheldon! Sheldon! SHELDON!!!” I shouted at him trying to get his attention.
No answer. I grew worried and afraid. There wasn’t a light of hope for me to be found. It was all over. I shut my eyes to out-see the horror before me. I suddenly heard a laugh, it was more like a child’s laughter, but in a young man’s voice. Was that Sheldon? The laughter grew more audible with every breath it sucked in. It was Sheldon. I opened my eyes to see what stood before me and the others, no one moved, everyone stood still like the weeping angels in Dr Who only no one moved at all. They just stood still.
Sheldon stood on his hind legs, in an awkward manner, he looked like a werewolf. He was a werewolf. He was born a werewolf, no a were-lucario! My eyes widened.
“Did you really think you can set fear into my heart with one small and simple attack? Do you even know the meaning of fear?”
He walked towards Buried Alive, I was surprise to see bravery in Sheldon and fear into BA. “You think you know fear?!”
He jumped and pounced on the demon. “I’LL SHOW YOU TRUE TERROR!!!”
Buried Alive began to choke. “Wh-what are you?”
Sheldon chuckled deeply in his throat. “I’m your worst nightmare.”
Before I could see what would happen, everything suddenly went black.
I woke up gasping for breath, seeing myself in Brad’s room. Pique and Elisa were standing at my left side. “Guys, what happened? Where’s Sheldon and the others? Are they alright?”
“You blacked out, there already at the party, and yes. Everyone’s find, don’t worry.” Elisa smiled.
I grinned widely and hugged them both tightly. “Did you see that--”
“Yeah, turns out Sheldon’s ancestors were monsters called werelucario. Turns out you tamed him pretty well, except when in battle.” Pique interrupted.
I smiled and chuckled a bit. “Well, that’s my Sheldon for you.” I looked around. “What happened to the Pokemon Tower by the way?”
The two looked at each other, they weren’t smiling but they both sighed. Elisa looked at me. “Well, the floor, where the entrance is, was kinda burnt like toast. But they’re redecorating it. And some of the graves where we fought the zombies were burnt a little bit too.”
“But it wasn’t severe. They said it was only a minor burnt.” Pique added.
I sighed in relief and hugged them both once more. “Well, we won’t have to worry about that anymore. What do y’all sa we go to that party?”
The two smiled and headed off towards the party. “Hey! Wait up!” I followed them without hesitation.
Sheldon nuzzled his head against Cubone’s skull. Vincent smiled. Obi looked over to the other orphaned/abandoned Pokemon, they looked like happy to be in Mr. Fuji's Home for Pokemon.
He looked back at Sheldon and Vincent. “Well, I see that he’s got this under control, I’ll just leave him to it and I’ll be on my way to that party.”
He headed off with Vincent following randomly. “I’m coming with you! We’ll wait for you Sheldon!”
Sheldon nodded. His ears suddenly perked up to a voice, he looked around wanting to where it was coming from. He shrugged.
It could’ve been his imagination playing tricks on him.
Or it could’ve been the spirits of Marowak and his mother saying. We love you boys...we miss you