Sorry I haven’t wrote in a while, homework and school you know any way here’s 
part 2;

Disclaimer: I don't own Pok'emon, of course, and only a few of the characters in 
my story belong to me (Flame for one) but the plot is all mine.

"These are thoughts.".“These are spoken words"

Flames Arise

Part 2: Adventure

	“Did you hear the news? They were saying that Team Rocket’s base was 
found, but when the authorities found it had already exploded, and they say it 
exploded from the inside, not the outside!” said the old bartender to an old 
lady on charcoal island in the Rainbow  Element Islands.
	“Oh, yes. I have heard that it was said to explode oh say 2 years ago. And 
that it was a bomb that made it explode.” The old lady said.
	Just then a young, 14 year old boy with a black robe on and a hood that 
covered his face. ”Root beer, please.” He said, and the bartender passed him a 
bottle of root beer. He opened it, paid for it, and left. His Poke’mon, a rare 
Fyrachu, a Poke’mon only found when using a firestone on a pikachu, started 
whining and the boy sighed and bought a bottle of mustard, he likes mustard as 
much as a pikachu likes ketchup. So he sat down as his Fyrachu ate its mustard 
and his senses told him  that the old woman and the bartender were watching him.
	He looked over at them and saw that he was right. He became irritated as 
the old pair stared at him. “What are you looking at?” he soon said.
	The bartender looked away, but the old woman did not. She continued to 
stare at him and soon asked,  “Why do you have that cloak over your head? It is 
the middle of summer, and it is quite sunny, you do not need a cloak to protect 
yourself from rain when it is dry outside, do you?”
	The boy looked at her . “It’s for concealment not for protection.” he 
said. So without saying another word he left, and turned to his hover bike.
	“Fyra fyra chu?/What now Flame?” Fyrachu asked. When Fyrachu asked Flame 
looked at him. He looked at his Poke’mon, and he started to think about how they 
came to be best friends.

	(Flashback)

	Flame was lying in the grass of a meadow.
	“God I haven’t gotten anywhere in trying to find May.” Then he heard 
something move in the bushes. When he took a look he saw a small Pikachu.
	“Cool A Poke’mon!” He thought. He took out a Poke’ ball and threw it at 
the Pikachu , only to have it bounce back and hit him in his face. The he 
started to get irritated as the pikachu laughed at him.
	“Oh you think that’s funny, huh! Well try this!” He reached in his pack 
and pulled out a stone without looking and threw it at the Pikachu. The stone 
hit the mark and the Pikachu evolved! He realized he had threw a fire stone as a 
Fyrachu appeared where the Pikachu once stood. The Fyrachu looked at him and 
used smokescreen in his face. 
	“Gaaa! Cough, cough! Ill get you!” he yelled through the smoke. But all 
there fighting drew a pack of Donphan appeared and started to chase the two of 
them. They started to attack Fyrachu and injured him badly. Then Flame started 
to shout, “Leave him alone, he didn’t do anything!”, and attracted the attention 
of the Donphan instead, and he started to be attacked instead!
	Fyrachu saw what he was trying to do and decided to help him and used 
smokescreen so Flame could get away. Flame picked up Fyrachu and ran, right to a 
river. He looked at the Donphan , then at the river, leading to a waterfall. 
	“Shoot, there’s no other way.” he jumped into the river and covered up 
Fyrachu.
	He woke up and saw a girl about his age sitting under a tree, and Fyrachu 
was in her lap, fully healed.
	“I see your up.” she said to Flame, she had long blonde hair, a black 
shirt, and a similar pair of shorts like the ones Misty wears. She had blue eyes 
and a calm voice.
	“Yeah but where are the Donphan that were chasing us?” he asked. He didn’t 
see any Donphan tracks so he knew they were no where near. His memory was foggy 
and his head was buzzing. He couldn’t think straight.
	“They’re gone now, but they might return so you might want to get to the 
Poke’mon center right away. Oh and my names Kalare ” she handed him Fyrachu and 
followed him to the Poke’mon center, she screamed every time the saw a bug or an 
odd Poke’mon like duskull.
	
	(End of flashback)

	Flame looked away from Fyrachu and looked back outside. He saw Kalare 
sitting on a bench eating an ice cream cone, and holding one for Flame. They had 
become best friends in such a short time. She even had a mustard bottle for 
Fyrachu. Flame smiled and went outside.
	“Hey, Kala.” he said, she smiled and handed him the ice cream cone, mint 
chocolate chip, his favorite. While he ate she took a map out of her bag.
	“I think we’re in Liran Town, the town of dreams” she said the last part 
in a dreamy tone. As Flame had noticed about a hundred times, the sun always 
brings out her eyes and she looks more beautiful to him. He looked at her, 
blushed, and turned away.
	He thought to himself, “She’s pretty cute.” and was glad she couldn’t hear 
his thoughts. He finished his ice cream and got up to throw it away, and as he 
did he heard a voice that sent a chill p his spine.
	“Is it ready? I cant tolerate lateness.” It said. Flame peeped around the 
corner and say a man, or creature, with a mask on, holding up a threatening hand 
with fingernails, or claws, as sharp as knives.
	“What is that?!” Flame thought to himself and as he did he was being 
sucked into a portal by the masked figure. Kalare ran towards him and was sucked 
into the portal as well.
	Hours had passed. Flame finally woke up, feeling dizzy. He held a hand to 
his forehead, but stooped to look at his hand. There were claws on his fingers, 
like the masked figures hands! He looked into a puddle nearby and yelled. He had 
wolf ears on his head, wolf fangs, and even a red wolf tail! “What the--” he was 
cut off by a scream like Kalere’s.
	“Crap” he thought to himself and he ran towards the scream.
	

I am SO sorry I haven’t updated in a while. I haven’t had much time with crappy 
school and all. So ill try to start the next one as soon as I can.