Pokemon World Online Login 8: Aura the protector Disclaimer: If I didn't own them before, what makes you think I own them now? Anyways, it's plot time. That's right, the complex plot that was pretty much ignored for the first 7 parts is in. Though if I had immediantly started with plot, then the charcters wouldn't be as cared about as they are now, would they? Thanks to the many reviews for shaping this and a huge thanks to Moya (who this chapter is dedicated to) for being such a good friend and protecting my dreams. There is an rpg based off of this fic on the forums I frequent, and she came up with the charcter Aura for it. I fell in love with her charcter design, so I just had to beg her to use it in this fic. So Aura is Moya's and not mine. She gets all credit for the awesomeness that is Aura. Oh, regarding the event in part 6: There are so many admins having to plan events that there are pretty much event combinations for every single party out there, so it's not so random that an event for a party with a tamer and an herbalist popped up. ooo "It has been awhile since I've been here," a young woman said to herself as she entered the valley town. An Empoleon waddled next to her, looking crtically around it's self at the street, which was littered with abandoned potion and elixer bottles. The Empoleon sniffed and coughed, feeling too good for the street that they were walking along. "Easy Sparia, we have a job to do, remember? I know this town is such a main way for newbies just starting out so it gets dirty easily and the PWO suits don't have enough time to clean it up, but we won't be here long. We were newbies once, do you remember?" Empoleon shook it's head yes, though grudgingly. "It's not everyday that you hear of an administrator turned Pichu. That glitch sounds interesting as well and it's been a long time since we've had anything fairly interesting to do in this game." The girl stretched, causing the short, green tube top with golden flowers embroidering the edges to stretch over her well endowed body. She adjusted her blue swirled vest and adjusted the rare goggles she had won in an event that she wore upon her head. "It shouldn't be hard to find a talking Pichu in a city like this, just follow the girly shreiks and shouts of surprise," the woman mused to herself, resting her hands on her hips, twin katanas clinking at her side as they swayed with her steps. Her black, leather pants complimented her figure nicely and the silver belt buckle on her blue belt glinted in what little sunlight shone through the many, cluttered buildings of the town. "Gandrum valley sure isn't what it used to be," the woman mused to Sparia, who was still in disgust over the filth and grime of the town streets. THe woman stood still as she heard girly shrieks in the distance. "Sounds like our target has entered the town. Let's go, Sparia!" The woman called to her partner, who nodded. The two ran towards the source of the shreiks. ooo "Whay does this always happen to me?" Twilmer sighed as a group of girls were crowding around the talking Pichu that had just arrived in town. "I know you n00bs have never seen an admin of my greatness before, but show some dignity." The girls continued to crowd around, and some even tried to pick Twilmer up. "Okay, that's it, I'm ticked." Twilmer's cheeks began to spark. Twilmer released a static attack and the group of girls ran away, shrieking in fear. "That'll show them," Twilmer grinned evily as she brushed her hands together. "Well, that took care of them. So what exactly are we supposed to do now that we've made it to town?" Ontaro asked as he looked around the street they were standing on. "For this valley being so beautifully programmed, this city is a dump." "Well, this valley is a newbie area and newbies don't believe in emptying out thier inventories in virtual dumps, but everywhere else. PWO corp got tired of sending people to clean this place when there was more work to be done, so we eventually stopped trying. Anyways, the point in coming here was to find a new party member that could actually attack. Right now, we're a party of sitting-golducks. Any n00b could attack us and we'd be done for, well maybe I wouldn't, but you guys definately would be." "I think we should split up," Ontaro suggested. His Machop looked up at him with a curious look on it's face. "You go right on ahead. In fact, why don't you stay split from us." Twilmer crossed her arms across her chest and wore a cross expression. "Sounds good to me," Ontaro said, his voice dangerous. He and his Machop turned down an alley and were soon out of sight. "Miss Pichu, that wasn't nice. I didn't care for that guy either, but that was a little cold." Emily23 shifted her taming pole nervously in her hands. Her Bunneary mimicing her with a stick that she had taken to carrying around. Max yawned. "He deserved it. That kid had no respect, talking to an admin like I was some common newcomer. Besides, he'll come to his senses soon enough and join us once again. Now let us see what we can see in this town." Twilmer led the way, or rather told Helium where to go as she perched on his shoulder. Gloom toddled along behind him, sniffing at differant weeds that had began to grow between the cracks on the cobblestone road. Victoria made sure that she stayed near Twilmer in case she needed to be protected. Ever since Victoria had evolved yesterday, the relationship between the grace master and the Weavile had grown. "Oh my gosh!" Helium suddenly shouted and ran to a poster that was pasted to the window of one of the buildings. "You're starting to sound like Emily23," Twilmer looked over at him disapprovingly. "I didn't know that Misty Dew had a PWO acocunt, look at this poster!" Helium exclaimed. Twilmer eyed the poster, which was an advertisement for a Misty Dew event that was to be held the next day. "Oh yeah, she's one of our sponsers. She's going on some book signing tour this summer, so we're holding an event each day in a differant town to help advertise. Ugh, I can't stand those gusy romance novels that she writes. Romance is such a waste of good gaming time," Twilmer sniffed. "You just haven't given them enough chance. I'm sure you'd like them if you..." Helium stopped, blushing, because Twilmer was giving him a funny look. "Don't tell me you actually read those stupid things. Good lord, I thought you were pathetic before, but this takes the cake." Twilmer literally fell of Helium's shoulder because she was laughing so hard. Victoria caught her because she had such fast reflexes. Twilmer regained her composure and climbed back up Helium's shoulder. "Okay, I'm good. Man, I needed that laugh," Twilmer sighed. The bruise on her side began to hurt as the laughter had disturbed it. "Miss Pichu, be nice to Helium. I read those kind of books too, and they are quite good. Sometimes they make you lol and other times you just feel the 3," Emily23 sighed as a misty look came over her eyes as if she were imagining herself as the main charcter of one of those novels. Bunneary had the same dreamy look in her eyes as she clasped her paws in front of her face. Max yawned. "Woman, if you speak l33t to me one more time, I swear I'll...oh forget it, it's just not worth it anymore," Twilmer sighed, clutching at the bruise at her side. "I can whip up a balm that'll help ease the pain of that bruise, if you want me to. I have the ingrediants with me right now." Helium suggested. "Could you? This bruise is killing me. If it works, I'll let you two stay for this Misty Dew event." Twilmer slid off of Helium's shoulder and sat down on the curb of the sidewalk. Emily23 spun her pole as she hummed to herself (Bunneary trying to follow along) as Helium mixed together differant types of herbs. Max yawned and Victoria began scratching differant shapes into the sidewalk with her claws. ooo "Darn it, I forgot about those Misty Dew events. There are shreiking girls all over the place because of some romance novel," the goggled woman swallowed against a lump that had just formed in her throat. The thoughts of one of those romance novels brought back overwhelming memories. The woman stopped walking and hung her head down. She had learned from experiance that it was best to let the memories wash over you instead of keeping them back. Sparia stood by her side, holding her hand in her wing. Once the memories were down flowing, the woman wiped a tear from her eye and continued forward. "Come on, one of these groups of girls is bound to be near our target." The woman jumped as she received a PWO mail. "Hey Aura," she read, "I heard you were in the vallet town looking for the admin, Twilmer. It seems that she is the talk of PWO corp. None of the suits can figure out what happened and the creator of the game and his group of elite seven aren't releasing any information concerning what they know or don't know. In other words, more of the same. u.u; Anyways, it seems the glitch wasn't in the programming at all from the information we were able to comb from the few information trickles that have occured. The entire Firewall mountain area has been sealed off, so we can't get anywhere near it to discover what's going on. The top ten is in a real bind here. We're glad you agreed to join the admin since none of us ten can at the moment. If you succed, maybe we can allow you to join and make ourselves the top eleven. lol jk I know you're not up to this kind of thing. It is really annoying, especially with the suits around. Anyways, just an update to let you know what's going on. Ciao bella, Drix." Aura smiled as she closed the PWO mail. "Seems like there's disorganization within the organization. This just keeps getting better and better." Aura began her search once again, not even bothering heading towards the shouts of the gamers anymore. ooo "Ah, that feels a lot better. Thanks Helium, you've gained some of the respect back that you lost by reading girly novels," Twilmer thanked Helium. He smiled at her and nodded, ignoring the rude comments she had made and focusing on her compliment. "Well, there's no sense in rushing through this town if we're going to be here for more than a day." "Oh good, because I heard that a cyute new Bunneary bandana was just put in stock in stores via the forums. Can I go see if they're here, Miss Pichu?" EMily23 folded her hands in front of her in a begging style. "I like it when people beg me to do something," Twilmer commented idlely. "Yes, you can go buy your fangirl merchandise." Emily23 squeeled and began to run off in the direction of the market square. "Guess it's just you and me on the hunt for a new party member. I had completely forgotten about that event, so all self-respecting gamers have probably high-tailed it out of town by now." "Well, there are bound to be a few good swordsman who are here, I'm sure." Helium tried to bring Twilmer's spirits up. "That may be so, but they're probably all in love with those romance novels and probably are more annoying than Em. Whatever. Let's just rest here for awhile until she comes back." Twilmer sat down on the curb and began to count every time she heard a fangirl scream. "So what's this romance novel about?" Twilmer asked. "Well, this girl named Misty likes this boy named Ash, but Ash is indifferant to the situation. She decides to confess her love to him on the night of the fireworks show only to find some girl named May kissing him. Misty's heart is broken and she goes to kill herself, only when she jumps off the cliff, she lives. She is admitted to the hospital and, faced with the reality that Misty may die, Ash realizes that it's Misty he loves and not May. When Misty is released from the hospital, Ash confeses his love to her, but it seems the accident has caused Misty to have temporary amnesia. Ash works to get Misty's memory back and then they grow closer because of this, only May becomes jealous. May corners Misty on the roof of Misty's apartment building and the two fight. May manages to push Misty off the roof and this time she dies. When Ash hears of this, he commits suicide by drowning himself in the ocean. The two meet each other in heaven and are finally able to be together." Helium explained with a sigh. "Dear lord if that's not the biggest load of bull I've ever heard. That could never happen in real life. It sounds like a bad fanfic. I knew there was a reason that I didn't read those books," Twilmer shook her head. "What's the last book you read?" Helium asked as he came and sat next to Twilmer. "The Sound and The Fury by William Faulkner. It's a really great book. There's a mentally challenged person, a suicidal person, a whore, and an alcohalic, plus a man who's just really ticked off at everything. Now THAT my friend is a classic," Twilmer smiled as she remembered the book. Helium frowned at this, not knowing how anyone could take pleasure in a Faulkner novel. ooo "If PWO was stupid enough to hire an admin like her, then I should just sell this game at the next yardsale. Or I could sell it on ebay for a ridiculously high price," Ontaro pondered as he scratched his chin, which was covered in stubble because he felt this made his charcter more manly. Machop looked up at him with a worried expression on it's face. "You shouldn't talk badly of PWO or it's corporation in a place with so many ears to hear you," a woman that seemed to be born of the shadows she had just stepped out of interjected, "because once PWO corp has labeled you a threat to them, then it's game over on this MMORPG and in real life." The woman was wearing a skirt with a slit up the side that revealed a long, slender leg. Her top left her midriff exposed. She wore long, black, lace gloves that met the sleeveless shirt at her shoulder. "Who are you?" Ontaro demanded. He held a shield that seemed to be made of rocks at the ready and glared at the woman, who simply smiled. Ontaro's heart skipped a beat at that smile. "This woman is beautiful," Ontaro thought as he looked at her red lips, green eyes, and long, flowing, black hair. Ontaro began to sweat, which didn't seem to please his Machop any. She shot the woman an angry look. "I am known as Dream on here because I am a dream. As a dream, I have the power to warp what you know and make the slightest impossibilities possible. I can do anything you want me to in this reality, but only if you make my dreams come true first," her words were like honey that dripped softly down the sides of her mouth. Ontaro had the strongest desire to taste that honey, but knew it was a forbidden food. "I'm listening," Ontaro cocked his head at the woman. "I need you to tell me all you know about the admin," Dream smiled in a way that made her seem dangerous. Machop stood protectively in front of her master, but he told her to move aside. "Alright," Ontaro began. ooo "That n00b has been gone for over an hour," Twilmer complained, throwing her pudgy, yellow, Pichu arms up into the air in frustration. "That's it, I'm going to the square to see what she's up to. She probably got lost again." Twilmer stood up and Victoria walked over beside her. Helium made to get up, but Twilmer held up her hand to stop him. "You stay here in case she happens to find her way back." "Will you be okay out there by yourself?" Helium asked, concern filling his voice. "Of course, I know this town like the back of my hand was before it turned pudgy and yellow. Plus I have Victoria here to protect me. Don't worry that pretty littly head of yours," Twilmer walked away with Victoria by her side. The two made thier way down a few alleys, which Twilmer used as short cuts. By the time they reached the market square, Twilmer was gasping for breath. "How do Pichus manage to live with such short legs?" Twilmer complained. Victoria snickered slightly at the pooped admin. Twilmer let it go as she caught her breath and began to look for a sign of the Bunneary suit-clad girl. "You think it wouldn't be hard to find a freak in a bunny suit in a town full of fan girls," Twilmer grumbled to herself as she walked. Suddenly a foot came a little closer to Twilmer than she would have liked. "How dare you almost step on an admin. That's it, you're warning level is so going to heck in a hand basket!" Twilmer shouted up at the man. The man, who was rather large, glared down at her. "Obviously, little talking Pichu, you don't know who you're talking to. I happen to be a level 40 swordsman, so I'd keep your trap shut." "It's also obvious that you don't know who you're talking to. I am a level 63 grace master...or I was. Anyways, I am Twilmer and I am one of the head admins of PWO Corp. As such, I demand a certain amount of respect from gamers who aren't as high up as me, understand?" Twilmer's voice was dangerous and Victoria was holding her claws up, growling. Everyone in the market square had grown silent and gathered around the two gamers. The man drew his sword and held it out towards the Pichu. "Admin or not, no one speaks to me like that." The man began to run forward and before either Twilmer or Victoria could move, two katanas countered the sword. Twilmer looked up and saw a woman wearing goggles with short hair and fair skin standing protectively over her. "Now that was uncalled for. You know the rules about attacking pokemon unprovoked," the woman used her two katanas to throw the sword away, causing the man to fall backwards. When he stood up, his face was as read as the woman's goggles. "Who are you?" the man demanded, holding his sword ready. "I am aura," the woman said. At the mention of her name, several gasps went through the crowd. The swordman paled and stepped back from the woman. Even Twilmer gasped slightly, having heard of Aura. "You're the woman who willingly turned away being part of the top ten gamers." the man began to back up. Aura took a step forward and glared at the man, "Boo!" she shouted. The man ran away, dropping his sword as he went. "Heh, all talk and no action. Figures," Aura smirked as she turned to the admin. "It seems I've found you." ooo MWAHAHAHAHA cliffhanger. Don't you just hate me?