Reflections of the Past
Chapter 7: Friend or Foe?
by: KentaMarina

Feb. 2008

My thoughts on cards and the boy? Strangest concept I have ever thought of. Ever.

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Chapter 7: Friend or Foe?

        "I'll do it, Kenta," I heard Marina reply.
        "Alright then," I said standing up from my chair and handing her my laptop. "Use this to tell me where it is and how strong they are," I said as I turned on a program with different graphs that were going crazy. I also turned on a small window with a screen.
        "You've already seen how this works, right?" I asked her. She simply nodded in reply. "Just help me out here and try not to let anybody in, alright"
        "You mean I'm staying here?" asked Marina.
        "Sorry, but only for a little while," I replied. "Don't worry, this is not gonna be hard," I said as I went out of the door. I wished that I shouldn't have said that, because it turns out it will be that hard...

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        It started to rain. I was standing in the midst of wild Pokémon with a strange dark aura around them. All of them started to advance toward me as I released my Fearow. I then got a call from Marina.
        "Some good news is all I need right now," I said as Fearow started to attack most of the Pokémon there.
        "I can't find a way to lower the frequencies and the machine that's powering them up, if there's any," replied Marina.
        "That's impossible! I just installed a control that counters the machine's effects only yesterday!" I replied back.
        "Well, I can't see or control it," replied Marina. "Somebody must've removed it from the machine!"
        "Damn it!" I cursed to myself, not letting Marina hear it. The rain suddenly got harder, and the winds were blowing faster as Fearow tried its best to fight them off. The wild Pokémon were able to knock it out easily, despite its efforts.
        "Fearow, return!" I shouted as Fearow became a streak of red light that came back to my PokéBall. I clipped it back on my belt as I released Gyarados from its PokéBall.

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        "Typhlosion, I think it's time. Let's go..." said a voice in a distant place.

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        The ground shook as Gyarados fell down. I cursed under my breath as I recalled it.
        "One last Pokémon," I thought, clutching Beedrill's Pokémon tightly. "Help me out, Beedrill!" I thought, and the next thing I saw was Beedrill already attacking with its best moves.
        "Marina, can you still disable it?" I asked through my PokéGear.
        "I can't, there's somebody using it!" she replied.
        "Is it another Grunt?" I asked, while Beedrill was able to knock down 5 of the Pokémon with a single Twineedle attack. "Yes!" I shouted, but the wild Pokémon shook it off like it didn't do any damage.
        I heard keys being pressed in the background. "No, it's...what?"
        "What?" I asked. "What is it?"
        "That's weird, I thought that somebody else was where you are right now!" she said.
        "But that's impossible! There's no..."
        I was then cut off by a huge stream of flame that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I was able to duck just in time as it passed over me. Confused, I stood up and looked around thinking where that attack came from when suddenly,

        "Program Open, Execute!" shouted a voice. "Pokémon Power Activate! Typhlosion, Fire Boost!"

        I finally saw a young Trainer, only he was a little older than I am. He looked a lot like me, wore the same cap that I have, and had a Typhlosion that looked a lot like mine. I thought that this might be a clone of me, when I saw that his eyes were different. Different, but very, very familiar. He then pulled out a card and a strange device with which he swiped the card on the side. The card shone brightly as I could see a Typhlosion trading card from the new card game that was just released a few years ago on a small screen. The device shone brightly as Typhlosion seemed to appear pumped up and ready to attack.
        "Typhlosion, Flame Wheel attack!" commanded the boy.

        I could do nothing but stare at the power of the boy's Typhlosion, who did not seem to be affected by the rain. The Typhlosion roared as it surrounded itself with fire and dashed at high speed towards the dark Pokémon. I recalled my Beedrill just in time as the charging Typhlosion knocked out the Pokémon attacking Beedrill, their dark aura fading away. The fire around Typhlosion burned strong enough that it even melted the trees and the tall grass around it. The rain got even stronger and now, I couldn't even hear Marina check to see if I was still alright.

        Suddenly, a strange aura surrounded both the boy and his Typhlosion. The aura instantly glowed with a soft sound, then flashed into a blinding light.

        "Typhlosion, Purify!" I heard the boy shout. As I covered my eyes from the blinding light, I could make out a shockwave that suddenly spread from Typhlosion, which removed the dark aura from the wild Pokémon. The light faded slowly, to a point where I could now see the boy and the Typhlosion beside him, with the flame surrounding it gone.
        "Glad I could help," said the boy. Before I could even ask what his name was, he vanished into thin air along with his Typhlosion. The rain suddenly stopped. The skies cleared, and the sunlight came back. I could only stand there in disbelief as I thought of something strange. It felt like I knew him from somewhere, only I didn't know where...
        "Kenta? Kenta?" crackled my PokéGear.
        I immediately snapped back to reality as I answered Marina's call. "Yeah, I'm here. What's up?"
        "Really weird, everything's back to normal!" I heard her exclaim. "What happened?"
        "You won't believe what had just happened," I replied. "I'll be back there in a few minutes," I said as I ran towards Goldenrod City to heal my Pokémon.

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        "Who the hell was that boy?!" shouted Richter, who was watching the mysterious Trainer disappear. He apparently saw Kenta fight off the dark Pokémon, but he was more concerned about the other Trainer with that powerful Typhlosion.

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        "What? A Typhlosion THAT strong? You've got to be kidding me," said Marina.
        I just explained what had happened back there in the field with very precise details. I told her all about the Typhlosion and the boy who owned it and how powerful it was. Obviously, by the look on her face, she couldn't believe it and she didn't believe me either...
        "That device you're talking about is not to be released in a long time, either!" said Marina.
        "How did you know about the device?" I asked her.
        "Prof. Elm showed me a prototype one from his Lab long before you went off on your journey. He explained the features and he said something about 'using cards to power up,'" replied Marina. "I didn't know what he meant by that, but the Trading Card Game was released a few years later..."
        "That's what I was talking about!" I exclaimed. "Maybe what Prof. Elm meant by 'using cards' was using the actual trading cards!"
        "But what about the 'to power up' part?" she asked.
        I closed my eyes and tried to recall what had happened back there...

        "Pokémon Power activate! Typhlosion, Fire Boost!" shouted the boy as he swiped a card in the strange-looking device he was holding...

        "That's it!" I said, making Marina jump. "Maybe Prof. Elm means that the cards, when in the device, powers up the Pokémon depending on if it has a Pokémon Power or not."
        "Maybe it's those sensors I saw inside the prototype," said Marina as she stood up. "I'd better finish my report."
        "What report?" I asked her.
        "Lance told me to send him a report on what is going on around the Base, and what were the three leaders planning," said Marina as she sat down beside the computer.
        "Which reminds me," I suddenly said. "I did a little spying on them, and I found out that they're planning to launch an attack on HQ."
        "How are they gonna do that anyway?" asked Marina.
        "That's the problem, I have no idea how they're gonna attack HQ," I replied sheepishly.
        Marina squinted at me. "That doesn't help, Kenta," she said as she finally faced the computer and began typing.
        "I have a bad feeling about this," I said to her. "And when I mean a bad feeling, I mean a really bad feeling."

        It turns out, I was right...