The wind picks up a little bit more, slightly breezier and colder than before. Jack got a chill through his body as he continues his search for Marty and the Stantler that stole the expensive rye bread.
"At least I won't have any more wild tree Pokemon following me around." He is referring to the Sudowoodo that was being as annoying as a sly car salesman. In an unexpected way, he caught that Sudowoodo. Jack never thought he would catch something as rare as Sudowoodo this early in his journey. But things are always unpredictable when any trainers goes on a Pokemon journey.
A couple minutes later, Jack started calling out Marty's name. But no one answers. Marty didn't go deeper into the forest, did he? What if he got lost and fell down a well. Nah, why would there be a well in a dense forest like this one?
A couple more long minutes later, Jack saw an opening and there is Marty, sitting on the ground, looking frustrated. His Wartortle was out fighting the Stantler. Marty had found Stantler. Stantler leans down and bucks forward, sending Wartortle flying away. He was down so Marty recalls him. Jack walks out and Marty and Stantler see him. The rye bread is on the ground to the side of Stantler. It eyes Jack carefully, not sure what is going on. Jack stands next to Marty, his right arm behind his back, holding a Pokeball containing on of his Pokemon. With his left hand, he uses it to block his voice from going to Stantler and whispers to Marty.
"I'll distract the Stantler while you go around and grab the rye bread. Then we run for it." That's the plan. It's classic so it must be good. :D
Jack removes his left hand and swings his right one forward, releasing his Pokemon..... Beedrill. Beedrill buzzes out from his Pokeball and hovers in front of Jack. "Ok Beedrill, let's get that rye bread back. Pin Missile attack!"
Beedrill clasps its needles together and they glow light green. Large green triangle missiles fire out and hit Stantler right on target. Stantler screams and charges at Beedrill extra fast, probably Take Down. Beedrill zips up into the air and watches it miss. Beedrill's eyes glow, his needles still close together, and fires a Pin Missile again, still hitting Stantler dead on. Stantler, having the attacking disadvantage against the flying Beedrill, releases a pink smell into the air which surrounds Beedrill. Beedrill begins to see numerous amounts of Moltres in the air.
"Oh no, that must be Stantler's Hypnosis attack. Beedrill, snap out of it."
Beedrill shrieks and zips out of sight, to get away from all the fiery Moltres. Jack hopes Beedrill didn't go to far. He turns around, looking through the trees then turns back to Stantler and jumps back. Stantler had started charging at him. With no time to react, Jack freezes in his spot.
Marty points behind Jack and shouts out. "It's a Pidgey, no it's a Fearow, no, it's super Beedrill!" Yep, Beedrill races through the trees, passes Jack and collides with Stantler, Tackle vs Tackle. Beedrill shakes around, getting badly poked by one of its horns. Stantler, still standing, moves its back leg through the dirt, signifying another charge. Stantler digs in the dirt and gets a good leap in the air and greatly hits Beedrill on his two wings. Beedrill comes crashing to the ground and Stantler lands gracefully.
Jack gasps, "Beedrill's wings look shot. That's bad. Beedrill, return." Beedrill gets sucked back into his Pokeball. Jack looks at Stantler, then at Marty, then back at Stantler, then quickly back at Marty. He is holding the rye bread. Everyone is stays still, motionless, like statues. Jack smiles, points with his hand to go left. Marty nods. "RUN!!!" Jack lags behind Marty who gets a jump on the run. Jack is being closely followed by Stantler who seems very mad at them for taking the food that it rightfully stole from them.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" The screams could be heard in front of Jack, it was Marty. Jack jumps through some hight bushes, still running but suddenly, he skids to a stop. Before him, is a large quadratic hole, about seven feet deep with sides of twenty-five and twenty yards. Jack bearly stops before falling into the hole. There, below him, by his shoes, the rye bread lies. He bends down to pick it up.
Without Jack knowing, Stantler had charged at him. Stantler jumps at Jack but he bends down to pick up the rye bread and Stantler goes over him, straight into the hole. It crashes down on the dirt floor, dirt flying everywhere. Jack gets up and sighs loudly.
"Hey Jack, get me out of here!" Marty is holding on to the side of the hole, hanging on so he doesn't fall down into it. Jack kneels down, grabs Marty's hand and lifts him up and out of the hole. His nice clothes were no all dirty. "Thanks. I appreciate it. Let's get out of here before Stantler finds a way out of the hole." Marty begins to run in the direction of the limo then stops as Jack stays there, staring at Stantler. "Come on now."
Jack watches as Stantler tries to jump out of the hole, failing each time. "I can't just leave it there. What if it never gets out?" He sits down, Indian style.
"Hey, you kids, get �way from my dirt hole." An old man, very old man, in overalls and wearing a farmer's straw hat, slowly walks over to the youngsters. "I said git from my area."
Maybe this old man has some answers. Jack turns around, still sitting. "But there's a Stantler in the hole. I don't think it will be able to get out."
The old very old man looks into the hole. "My, my. Where's that granddaughter of mine. I told her five minutes ago to put a fence �round yonder hole. She's gonna git such a wooping..." He takes out an old, ancient looking pocket watch, looks at it, then puts it back. "And don't you worry youngsters, that Stantler is always falling in that hole. It always is able to get out."
Stantler tries jumping out of the hole, failing again and again.
Jack stands up and addresses the very old man. "But I weakened it a bit by battling. What if it doesn't have enough strength to get out? And no Marty, I won't leave it like this without helping it get out." Marty closes his mouth.
Someone comes rustling through the tall bushes that Jack ran through. She was about fifteen, red hair, wearing overalls with regular clothes under it. She is holding a long board over her head, maybe ten feet long. Good balance. She places the board skinny side down to rest.
The very old man walks up to her and grabs her arm. "There ya are. Where's the the fence building materials?"
She blinks from the squeezing in her arm. "Don't yell at me, there are no materials in the truck to build a fence except for this board which we use to get in and out of the whole. You musta forgot to put them into the truck again. So nyuh!!" She stuck her tongue out at her grandfather while he turned back around, letting go of her arm.
"Ok then, ya git over there and git that Stantler out of our hole. This youngster is right, it won't be able to jump out in its weakened condition."
Marty runs over back to where they were all at. "I'll help." He smiles happily and she accepts.
Jack watches as the board goes down into the hole, it fits. There were little grooves in the board, like steps, so it would be easier to get in and out of the hole. Stantler moves toward the board, then charges, antlers first. The strong antlers hit the weakened bend in the center, snapping the board in half. The board falls down, into the hole and lies still. Stantler tries to jump again, failing once more.
The very old man takes out a handkerchief, wipes his head, then puts it back in his overall pocket. "Gosh darn it all. Look what ya done, Angelina. Ya know you long it took me ta get that piece of wood and make those notches in them?" He inched closer to her, she backs away into a tree- no where to run. "It cost me money, something we don't have much of."
Marty jumps in front of the very old man. "I do believe it's my fault, sir. Ya see, that Stantler wants this rye bread that I ha........"
"So, yer the cause of this, eh?" He strokes his old, wrinkly chin, thinking for a second. "Then ya owe me a new board..... or maybe a latter. Yea, give me a latter."
Marty shook his head but shows the old man some money. "Fifty bucks. We'll enough for you to get a ladder plus something extra for the trouble we have caused."
The very old mans eyes lit up quickly, he snatches the money and pockets it fast. "Wise beyond your youth, youngster." He leaves and heads in the direction of Jack. "Git that thing out of my hole. A crumpled up five if ya can do it in ten minutes."
Jack looks over at Stantler. It looks at Jack with a sympathetic look in its eyes. Then its eyes change and it rams into the side dirt wall, knocking some dirt out and making a hole.
"Well..... I do want to get to the Johto League and start getting badges as soon as possible. But as long as I'm here, I'll do it." The question was how to get Stantler out. He had to think fast, cause the ten minutes has already started. The very old man had his ancient pocket watch out, the clock started.
One minute passes. Marty, Angelina and the very old man await Jack's decision.
"Ok, I'm going to catch it. I wonder if it's weak enough now..." He takes out a Pokeball and throws it at Stantler. Stantler moves its feet and kicks back the Pokeball. "Nope. Going to have to do this the hard way I guess." Jack moves through his pack and finds the appropriate Pokemon for the job. "Alright, Go Spinark! (at this point in my story, Spinarak has not evolved into Ariados yet)"
Spinarak lands on the ground down in the hole. Stantler, on the opposite side of the hole, eyes Spinarak with an evil stare. "Spinarak, Agility then use Fury Swipes." Spinarak rushes at Stantler, dashes to the side, back and forth, forth and back. Stantler kicks up some sand to try to blind Spinarak but it misses due to his super Agility Speed. *SMACK**SLASH**BLAMO**CLANK* Stantler gets wacked furiously by Fury Swipes, Spinarak moving all over its body, swiping anywhere. Spinarak get towards the back of Stantler, near its back feet. "No Spinarak, away from its hind legs." Too late. Spinarak falls victim to a buck kick and lands into the shorter length dirt wall. Spinarak regains balance just as he gets hit by a charging Stantler with Tackle. Stantler charges backwards and rushes forward again. Spinarak uses Agility and dodges to the side extremely quick like, ending up behind it after it hits the wall. Stantler looks around, spies Spinarak, and angers even more. It quickly rushes Spinarak and he goes flying out of the hole.
"Ahh, you alright Spinarak?" Spinarak answered weakly. "Guess not. Rest now." The spider goes back to his Pokeball. "Alright, go Farfetch'd." Farfetch'd flies out of the Pokeball, hovering in the air, holding his leek with his beak.
Stantler looks up, out of the hole. Just like with Beedrill, an attacking disadvantage to a flying type. Tackles and Stomps would be hard to do.
"Farfetch'd, go forth with Steel Wing." Farfetch'd goes out of hover mode and flies down to Stantler. His wings begin to glow and become hard, kinda like steel but not exactly like it. His fast flying action causes Stantler to just stare and get hit directly across its head. Stantler runs to the opposite side of the hole, trying to get a running jump out of it. Stantler fails again, this time not even jumping halfway up the hole. It is getting weaker. Jack could guess that it was trying to get out to make a run for it. There is something more to this Stantler that Jack doesn't know yet.
Jack smiles, "Again Farfetch'd!"
Farfetch'd's wings glow and become steel-like as he soars at Stantler again. A cry of pain shoots out of Stantler's mouth as it is stuck on the head this time. Jack calls for the same attack since it seems to be working. Farfetch'd moves down again, ready to strike. Stantler, turns around with as much of its strength and buck kicks Farfetch'd as he approaches it. *CRUNCH* You just know that has to hurt. Farfetch'd falls down, into the hole, its left wing curled in as a sign of extreme pain.
"Dang it man. The wing must be to hurt. He can't fly..." True, flying would help Farfetch'd no longer. He grips the leek in his right wing, ready to strike with an attack. "No, I must return him now. Farfetch'd, return...." The red beam goes out, but Stantler blocks it from reaching his Pokemon. Jack growls.
Stantler looks at Farfetch'd after turning away from looking at the trainer trying to catch it. Its eyes go wide-eyed as Farfetch'd rushes it. Once, twice, three times a beating of Fury Attack. Farfetch'd is right winged so he is able to hit hard with his leek. Stantler's back legs collapse in on themselves and it is now sitting down, sort of.
Jack had now moved to a different area and could easily recall Farfetch'd. With that done, he looks at Stantler. Maybe it is weak enough, he thought. With that in mind, Jack tosses down a Pokeball. It sucks in the sitting down Stantler with ease. One wiggle, two wiggle, three wiggle, four..... The Pokeball fires back at Jack, Stantler escaping it and appearing back in the hole again. He goes through his list of Pokemon, thinking about who to use next.
"RRRRRRrrrrrrrroooooooaaaaaarrrrrrr!!!!" Gyarados comes out of his Pokeball and lands on the ground with a light �thud'.
"See that Stantler down there?" Gyarados nods. "Get it! But not too hard, don't want it to be broken. That would be extremely bad." Of course Gyarados understands, of course. Why wouldn't he listen to his wise Trainer that cared for him as a Magikarp.
Gyarados, outside of the hole, look down from his elevated perspective. Stantler just stands there, looking weak, tired, wanting to get out of it. Gyarados moves over to the short length side of the hole, Stantler watching him closely.
Jack shouts out to his enormous Gyarados. "I'm tired of playing around now. Get it over with in one shot."
Stantler, the very old man, Marty and Angelina all gasp. They knew what it was Jack was calling for. Stantler is on the opposite side of the hole, the furthest from Gyarados. Pink waves begin to fill the air. It was obvious that Stantler was trying Hypnosis. But it would not work; Gyarados is too tall and the waves don't get up to Gyarados's head in time to affect him. Everyone watching backs away a little. An energy ball forms in his mouth. It becomes bigger and bigger and bigger, then, when it's at its largest energy ball, the beam of white blasting energy is fired. Stantler blinks, that's it. (ooc: imagine a huge dusty explosion.) Dust and dirt and bits of grass fly everywhere.
Jack walks up to the hole. It is now destroyed, the short side, next to Jack and opposite Gyarados, has crumbled down and caved in. Stantler is there, covered in dirt, lying on its side. He could tell it was still ok because one of its ears kept moving slightly.
"That's it," Jack exclaims. He takes an empty Pokeball from his pocket of infinite Pokeballs. "This one is for you. One present, coming your way." The second Pokeball goes flying down and sucks up the dirt covered Stantler. It really gave up a good battle between Marty and Jack. Would it be enough to capture it?
The Pokeball rolls back and forth in the dirt, back and forth...
?Stantler (-o-)
~Graded: Stantler caught
