Shadow Trainer - kage tyurainersu

By Shadow Trainer Ash

Chapter Four - keep on callin'





Youki na kaze ni tsutsumarete utsumuki nagara te wo furu  
kokyuu ga hora sukoshi hayakute nozoita kimi ga warau  
mado wo sukoshi dake aketara soko ni wa  
omae no egao ga nagarete yuku 




Kasumi raced Marco to the doors of the Pokemon Tech stadium, pratically thowing 
herself in to get into the 
tranquil of the tournament. He was not far behind her, although; throwing his 
fists into the air as he 
howled and screamed like an indian down the hallway like the idiot he was. Her 
heart throbbed blood in 
exhaustion, her mind still screaming in pray that Satoshi, Hiroshi and the 
others had made it safetly and 
on time. Grabbing the silver, freezing door handle that entered the stadium, 
Kasumi yanked it towards her 
to open it directly; pausing as light spread into her eyes beneath howling and 
cheering people.

The stadium was pretty much an all-out kind of place; every kind of tournament 
ground you could think of 
was in there beneath the simple switch of a button--although fire and rock 
tournaments usually shared the 
same ground. 

"It's the first round!" Marco ran up to her shouting and screaming the words she 
already knew, grinning 
enthustiastically. "Amande should be in it with her fire and electric types; 
since it's the blaze round."

Kasumi nodded in agreement as she glanced off far into the stadium of various 
colors, spotting Satoshi's 
mahogany haired, cerulean eyed friend Amande standing determined and ready for 
the battle against 
Aaron; the so called 'school bully' whimp that raised up a gang called 'The 
Fireblasts' with his Rizaadon. 
His silver hair shone in the sunlight as the emerald eyes it took glared 
viciously among his pug-like face, 
fists clenched around a monster ball that too gave out its own shine. 

Amande, to Kasumi, reminded her of Satoshi in many ways--which, by her prospect, 
made since why they 
got along so well...even if Amande liked to play tricks by the million on the 
poor boy. 

It came only too soon when the announcer's booming voice took shot into action, 
releasing his power over 
the two trainers. "We're now starting the round with the essence of fire!" The 
crowd burst out cheering 
and calling of the two trainer's names. "The two trainers of this round is 
fifteen-year-old Amande Natome 
versus sixteen-year-old Aaron Serio! At the count of three, release your first 
Pocket Monster!"

Kasumi and Marco slid down the many stairs leading to the siting levels, 
searching for an available seat as 
a familiar set of faces came into sight.

"One!"

"Shigeru, Hiroshi!" Kasumi gladly greeted them as Marco took his seat next to 
Kathurine [whom he found] 
and profited a conversation of bets who would win the round of fire, laughing at 
each of their pathetic bets 
of ten yen on Aaron while at least one hundred went on Amande.

"I mean, Aaron's tough 'an all, but he thinks he's all surperior 'cause of his 
Rizaadon." Marco slouched 
lazily as he counted the thirty yen pieces in his palm that had happened to be 
sitting in his pocket 
soundlessly, soon handing them over to Shigeru who grinned. "I betcha Amande 
even has one 
herself...maybe a Bakufan, yes?"

"Two!"

Hiroshi nodded heavily as Shigeru left to use Marco's yen pieces to get a coke 
and small bag of popcorn. 
"I'm pretty sure she has a Rizaadon...Satoshi mentioned it once, I think. But I 
wasn't really paying 
attention, since...well, ya know, he's the runt as I call him."

Kasumi giggled as Shigeru came back in place grinning broadly at his treats, 
immediately stuffing his face 
as Hiroshi grew angered, and too started taking all the popped curnals away. 

"Three!"

Kasumi turned to Hiroshi and Shigeru, and shoved the popcorn into their face. 
"Shuddap you too! The 
match is starting!"

Now both begging over the popcorn, they both dug their hands into the butter as 
their eyes as well fixed 
on the match, Marco going over the 'some people are so typical' type of 
conversation in his mind. 

Amande grinned as she snatched up her monster ball, letting it fly within ease 
as a whisper of 'I trust you' 
escaped from her lips. 

Within a sharp ray of pallid light, a Hinoarash wailed its arrival. It turned 
sharply towards Amande who 
raised her right hand--which, as response, lit its howling flame.



Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling omae no tame ni  

Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling omae no tame ni 





Aaron looked at her 'pathetically' unevolved Pokemon, and sent his own Pokeball 
flying, releasing a scar-
eyed Buusutaa. It's crimson ears stuck up into the sky across its tan flame, 
ebony eyes glimmering 
Hinoarashi's reflection.

"It looks like a tight match here, folks!" The announcer's gaping voice echoed 
across the staidum rapidly, 
causing Amande to slightly flinch. "Amande's Hinoarashi versus Aaron's 
Buusutaa!" Just as the 
announcer's voice faded, the ebony scoreboard placed among the stadium shone the 
two rival's faces 
paired with their Pokemon. "It's a two on two battle, so be sure to choose your 
attacks wisely!"

Amande grinned as the announcer's voice yet again faded, determination fully 
planted across her face as 
she took her chance to strike first. "Hinoarashi, Honoo no Uzu!" Hinoarashi's 
jaw became engulfed with fire 
as a rope of flame decended, crawling like a snake toward the Buusutaa as it 
howled.

"Buusutaa, Kousoku Idou!" Buusutaa with ease dodged the rope of flame, coming 
back at Hinoarashi 
within full speed; ready for a powerful Kasmitsuku attack within its might jaws. 

"Denkousekka!" Hinorashi immediately escaped from the jaws of the mighty 
monster, slamming its head 
straight into the chest with full force, digging its tiny claws in with it. 

Buusutaa flinched within a slight scream of its name, beckoning back with a 
Keanhousha in which 
Hinoarashi easily got back with another Denkousekka, continuing to stab as it 
was thrown back by 
Buusutaa's paws. 

Amande, more confident than ever to beat her rival, called out for last measures 
for his Pocket Monster. 
"Hinoarashi! Doku Gasu!" 

Hinorashi's flame lowered into its silky back, its teeth performing a substance 
that was soon straining from 
its teeth.

Taking his chance, Aaron called out the next attack to be delt within this 
'burden'. "Buusutaa! Get it with a 
full force Ikari!"

Buusutaa's flames grew heavily among its back as it began to charge at the small 
Hinoarashi, claws 
grabbing the ground heavily as they began kicking up dirt to pounce and sink in 
its jaws...

"Now, Hinoarashi! Let it fire!"

Hinoarashi's jaw became engulfed with smog, the slimy substance attacking the 
leaping Buusutaa into 
confusion.

It came to back to its four legs and began coughing and growling heavily to the 
thick smog, the substance 
sticking to its eyes like glue.

"Now charge a Zutsuki!" Hinoarashi charged at the confused Buusutaa at full 
force, sending it flying to 
Aaron's feet--fainted--jumped upon by a surprised attack.    

"And the winner of the first round is Hinoarashi!" 

The crowd cheered enthustiastically as Amande pressed Hinoarashi into a big hug, 
watching as Aaron, 
upset and dimwitted, returned his Buusutaa; nearly kicking its monster ball. 

"Well, looks like Amande has this match made." Marco slouched backwards into his 
seat, turning towards 
Kasumi within that grin of his. "Hey, where's Satoshi anyway? Thought I'd never 
see a day when 'ol Sato-
kun would miss a match."

Kasumi seemed to almost glare to Hiroshi's content, Kathurine giving Marco a 
hard shove for being stupid 
in such terms.

"He'll be here, Marco. Just wait...Satoshi always comes to his matches."

Hiroshi nodded heavily, remembering the day Satoshi had been late at his match 
during the Sekei 
league...yet, their 'ol Satoshi always got through someway or another, even if 
the Roketto Dan were hard 
on his trail.

"Well, since we know Amande is going to win this match, I'm gonna go get some 
more popcorn." Shigeru 
grinned sheepishly at the basket of popcorn he and Hiorshi had spilled while 
fighting over it during the 
match, reaching his hand into his pocket to only bring up five yen. 

"Five yen!? That's only enough to get that nasty octopus jerky Marco likes so 
much!"

Marco glared at him in clenched fists, giving him a dark look of superoity. 
"What's wrong with Octopus 
Jerky?"

Shigeru laughed at Marco in continuous measures as he shoved him to the side of 
the stadium rail, 
pushing the five yen into his palm, while answering smooth and sure of his 
answer. "What ISN'T wrong 
about them, Marco?"

Pushing the five yen in his pocket [while thinking of the jerky he would buy 
with it] Marco continued 
Shigeru's unique challenge. "Hey! It's special in it's own--er--unusually unique 
way!" 

Kathurine, Kasumi, and Hiroshi bit back a few laughs as Shigeru just looked 
plain annoyed at Marco's 
immaturity.

Sighing, the group left the stadium in slow tracks, talking endlessly about the 
battles they were going to 
face soon enough as the clock clicked three, only to have Marco stop by a stand 
to get some Octopus 
Jerky and get pushed down the stairs by laughing Shigeru. 



*~&~*



Taka naru omoi wo mune ni mezameta asa wa setsunakute  
nigedashite mo mitsumete itai negai wa kanaerareru  
kono kaze ni notte omae no soba made  
konna ore dakedo sagashiteru 




"Sir...they're here." The microphone's voice had a small shimmer of a woman's 
voice on the other line as 
Sakaki pressed his shadow over to listen intentinally, grinning broadly as he 
pressed the button to recall 
his voice. 

"That may be news of excellence. Bring them in."

The office door window unlatched within a sharp click, allowing the outsiders to 
enter within no problem of 
intefering. The room smelled stuffy and of smoked tabacco, crimson 'R's hanging 
in all directions of the 
prepostional's eyes and senses. It was by all chances the boss of the Roketto 
Dan's office--held by 
superority.

Unlatching the door to enter, a grinning Musashi and Nyaasu, followed by a 
downcasted Kojirou fled into 
the room in their pallid Roketto Dan outifts, outcasting their position as 
rookies. Although, ever since 
Satoshi, or the jurai-boii of their nightmares, had fled back to Masara, it gave 
Musashi and Kojirou more 
choices of Pokemon to steal other than his Pikachuu [and not to be stopped by it 
as well]. They had grown 
more surperior, and had become true Roketts that only happened to wear their 
white uniforms intead of 
black--taking even murder into a choice if necessary. Sakaki grew quite fond of 
them because of their new 
evolution, and now gave them much more powerful techniques of the Roketto 
Dan...such as Nyaasu's 
occasional place at his lap where his Perusian usually sat, enjoying a nice cup 
of warm milk and refreshing 
pats among the ears.

Kojirou, although, never enjoyed the luxury. His emerald eyes often lied silent 
as if in their own world, 
remaining almost as if he weren't there. The word had gottten to him so, and, 
even as he had gotten 
drunk that night and lied in bed with that...girl...Aque...  His eyes squeezed 
shut as he rememered their 
shocked faces as they both woke up only to find out a mere month later she had 
become pregnant. 

Musashi knocked him out of his thoughts as she spoke up to Sakaki grimly, 
raising her cerulean eyes up 
tall in almost a begging manner. "So, boss...you wanted to speak to us?" Her 
lips raised to her nose in 
hope for a raise; the temptation to great to resist the wealth of good money.

His scratchy voice responded a quick "yes" as his Perusian mewed a sign of 
affection for its master, 
cuddling close to his chest as his massive hands rubbed the tan fur of the 
creature in the same sort of 
affection. "I need to know if you've gotten that----bird----undercontrol..."

Musashi gave a slight nod. "We're almost there, Master! The Yunegeraas' we're 
using are very powerful--
brainwashing him like water does to a lonely seashell on a river bank." She 
grinned. "Had to stab that gym 
leader Natome a few times before I got hold of them--her psychic powers got in 
our way a lot--but we got 
free, and no one knows of our entrance there because of our new 'weapons.'"

Sakaki gave a slight nod, and glanced over at Kojirou who didn't say anything. 
"Is the woman dead?"

"No sir." Musashi beckoned the knife she had used to kill the woman on the 
street earlier, pausing to let 
the blood drip off the blade. "I just stunned her a bit. No big deal."

"I see, then." He gaze still hadn't let Kojirou as he remained his now silent 
self, lavender hair falling in 
strands beneath his emerald eyes, "and Kojirou?"

His eyes arose to meet his.

"Be sure to cuopperate nicely...for if you don't..." He took the bleeding knife 
from Musashi and placed the 
blade at his neck, letting the glint rush down to the point before speaking 
again. "For I'll have your neck 
for the mistake..." He pressed the blade a tad bit closer, letting him feel a 
slight prick. "And if you make 
another..." Kojirou took a deep breath. "I'll have your head." He took the knife 
away, and handed it to 
Musashi yet again. "Understand me?"

When he nodded, Sakaki pressed his microphone down to phone his secretary. "Lead 
them out, Myou; and 
make sure they keep a guard on Honou while I'm gone." He gritted his teeth into 
a grin as Persuain purred 
louder. "For when I'm gone, I'll be having a slight talk with Rugia."


*~&~*



Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling omae no tame ni  

Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling omae no tame ni  

Mado wo sukoshi dake aketara soko ni wa  
sou ookinaku mo ga futari no kokoro wo sou tsutsunde yuku sa kitto 




"Wha...what is this place?" Kasumi let her flashlight's light pour like milk 
into the deserted hallway, 
cobwebs and dust clouds appearing everywhere you looked and placed your hand 
upon. 

Coughing and sputtering from dust, Amande traveled not far behind, accidently 
tripping over Marco, who, 
as casually as he could make it, was pretending to be a lamp-post so no one 
could 'see' him.

Amande, after winning against Aaron when their two Rizaadon's came to match,  
she had caught up with 
the group, and, on accident, helped them discover a small passage way near the 
janitor's office that led to 
what looked like an abandoned school story. Dust shrouded the dirt covered 
windows,[apparently it was 
underground] and left smudges and scratches from various construction. Kasumi 
pulled her flashlight up to 
a few of the room's corners, only to shudder at the sight of various cobwebs 
shrouding the walls and desks 
of the hallway. 

Bugs...just what I need...


Hiroshi went ahead of the group, and, being guided by Kasumi's flashlight, began 
searching the hallway. 
Peeling emerald paint crept off the walls to show the bare cement that bore the 
building together, cracks 
tearing up the abandoned gaps that now belonged to the spiders.

Marco simply chewed on his jerky as everyone looked around in awe, searching 
around for some sort of 
answer that could lead them to the conclusion of where they were.

"Hey guys!" Shigeru's voice seemed to shock within echoes as he yelped for the 
others, apparently finding 
something worth seeing. 

Kathurine, being the fastest of the group, was the first one to reach him, 
pearing over his shoulder at the 
so called 'something' he had found.

Boxed ontop of each other, wooden crates filled with a rubber-like substance 
filled to the top within mold 
as it's company, a horrible stench proceding from the objects.

Kathurine immediately stepped back. "Shigeru!! It looks like moldy old octopus 
jerky!" Her eyes looked at 
him almost evily as he laughed, her fist ready to pound him as Marco ran up to 
them.

He grinned when he saw the moldy jerky. "I guess the people that used to come 
here must've had good 
taste in food accesories!" 

As he continued to laugh, making Kathurine grow ticked, Hiroshi yelped from 
another corner with Kasumi 
for them to come over--this time actually finding something a tad bit useful.

In her hand, Kasumi held a small, cobalt squared pannel that read "matsuru 
gakko," or otherwords "a 
school of worship."

Amande cocked an eyebrow at the pannel, and took it from Kasumi's grasp, running 
her gloved fingers 
down the rim of the square. "So lemme get this straight...this is another school 
story that had been used 
for some type of worship on Pokemon, or something?"

Kasumi nodded. "That's what it says, anyway...maybe if we could find maybe 
something like a bible or 
anything religious we could find out about what they studied before my match 
starts."

Agreeing, each of them set out in groups to look for something in particular 
that could tell them the history 
of this unique school hall. Shigeru, Marco, and Kathurine went together as one 
group towards the right of 
the hallway, as Kasumi, Amande, and Hiroshi went in the other group, and stayed 
near the left. 

Kathurine and Shigeru therefor had the worst of the job; they not only had to 
search the place, but had to 
keep their wild team mate under control until he badly injured his mind...if he 
hadn't already. 

Marco was always skipping and prancing around like a looney during their search, 
which made Kathurine 
feel like she was going to die of the embarassment of being his girlfriend.

As he raced by skipping like a madman, Kathurine pushed her palm to her 
forehead, "Why didn't I listen to 
my mother? You should go out with Walter, Kathurine! Not some lunatic like 
Marcus!"

She sighed, and watched in anger as Shigeru laughed.

"You didn't listen to your mother 'cause you have more important things to worry 
about, of course! Same 
with all teens...if you hadn't known that until now, welcome to the world of 
'puberty.'"

Glaring, she continued down the dusty hallway, watching as Marco made giant dust 
tracks across the tile 
floor in giant leaps; apparently pretending to be an enthustiastic, retard Hane. 

Grinning broadly, he ran across the floor to only trip and fall flat on his 
face, cursing slightly as his head 
gave a massive thump across the school desk he had fallen in front of.

Kathurine rolled her eyes, muttered 'moron', and ran up to help her pathetic 
boyfriend.  

As she pulled him up, Marco cursed slightly at the bump that had run through his 
head, rubbing it 
continuously. "Somethin' fell on it, and I'm sure it wasn't the desk that did 
the job!"

Sighing, Kathurine searched the dusty area beneath queezing, only to find a 
golden trimmed, leather 
bound book that had been bent at the corners from HITTING something hard and 
thrustful, inked pages 
gliding down the paper.

"Marco! I think you found something...!" 

Marco grinned as he rubbed his head, greeting Shigeru with a 'I'm better than 
you' look as he removed a 
piece of octopus jerky from his pocket to munch on while Kathurine would 
'babble' awa about his 
discovery.

Placing a gentle hand on the delicate cover, she traced bold kanji and hiragana 
letters that spelt out the 
words of 'Pokemon Kami,' or other words, 'Pokemon Gods.' 

Eyes now raised in curiosity, Kathurine flipped open the cover to reveal the 
first page; Marco and Shigeru 
hanging over her shoulder as she silently translated the words:

 
"Since the beginning of time, the world was made up of only the realms of fire 
and ice; each combining a 
mixture that exhausted smoke into the air once they clashed in the empty void 
they lied upon.  

"The smoke was said to have combined together with so much power of the 
elements, that the legendary 
beasts of all sorts were born that day--soon having them give birth to the less 
surperior monsters we call 
Pocket Monsters, or Pokemon. 

"The first born of the elements were said to be the Gods that rule our world to 
this day--releasing the 
powers of Gyaryu, the ground God, Aroboi, the Poison God, Kaolan, the Psychic 
God, Myostern, the Plant 
God, Koniko, the Fire God, Mizua, the Water God, Raizuol, the Thunder God, 
Quetro, the Dragon/Normal 
God, and Baoku, the Flying God. It also predicted in prophecy that two humans 
born as dencendents 
would take on as the Gods of Darkness and Light. 

"The bird beasts, Honou and Rugia, were known to control this power, and of the 
state of mind of people 
called of Ambitioners and Shadow Trainers. It was told by legend that if a 
feather was pulled from the 
wing of Rugia, it would eventually drive an Ambitioner out of his/her mind in 
anger; resolving people to 
their death out of their will. The same went for the Honou feather, only the 
process went slowly and 
rationally--only making their eyes turn gold under strong emotions more 
frequently than their usual life 
went. 

"After the process of the feather being taken, the spell can be broken if all 
the Pokemon Gods release their 
energy into the subject in one way or another--transforming the subject into 
their blood's natural Pokemon 
origin..."

Kathurine shut the book, and simply shrugged as dust flew in all directions at 
the slam. "No wonder they 
no longer have this floor opened. It taught such unbelievable nonsense."

Shigeru and Marco shurgged at that comment.

"Ya know, Kathurine...it's just religion; so don't go calling it nonsense." 
Shigeru frowned as he turned 
around sharply, letting his auburn hair fall to his nose.

"What is it, Geru-kun?"

"The entrance..." He paused, and continued to stare. "There's three doors 
instead of one like earlier..."

Marco and Kathurine turned to look at Shigeru's discovery, soon enough 
discovering he was right. Instead 
of the one door entrance they had taken, there were now three doors that looked 
like any of them could 
be the correct exit. 

Marco, as curious as he is, went up to one of the doors and examined the wooden 
brookline, pressing his 
fingers among a sharp crack jettisoned inside the wood. Measuring it with his 
fingers, he kept the position, 
and moved onto the next door, than the next, examining the same spot as earlier.

"I can't believe it!! The doors are all EXACTLY the same...! Not an illusion, 
either...could feel them 
perfectly." He paused. "It could be a trick ghost Pokemon are playing on us..."

Kathurine shivered, examining the dusty walls among them. "That'd be quite 
weird, really...usually you 
know if a place is covered with ghosts..."

Shigeru nodded in agreement. "But...I guess to find out we'll each need to go 
through one of the doors." 
He stared at Kathurine and Marco who nodded reluctantly. "Just make sure you 
have a protective Pocket 
Monster with you."

Shigeru, Kathurine, and Marco stared at their monster balls at their belts, 
nodding at each other as they 
took the different doors that seemed to lead to a darkness of nowhere.


*~&~*


Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling omae no tame ni  

Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling omae no tame ni 


Shigeru cautiously crept through the dark tunnel beneath the door he had 
entered, his heart beating fast 
and furious at each step he took beneath his sturdy mahogany boots. Burakki 
walked besides him just as 
quickly, crimson eyes gleaming through the darkness as light melted from the 
pores of its golden rings; 
causing them to glow viciously and faintly light up the tunnel. 

Ears up in alert, it kept close guard just in case any ghost Pokemon did happen 
to wander by to attack it 
and its master, gleaming golden eyes crushing fear through their bones. 

"Burakki..." Shigeru's voice quietly echoed throughout the tunnel as he traveled 
faster. "This tunnel sure is 
long...I don't think I got the right door..."

Burakki sighed, and continued to travel next to its Master without a question, 
the light shading his face a 
deep pallid. *You don't have to be so pesamistic, you know.*

Shigeru pratically jumped at the sound of the voice he had just heard, looking 
down at his Burakki 
questionally as it looked the same back.

"Burakki...did you just speak?"

Burakki's tail arose to the air, but soon lowered again within the glow of its 
crimson eyes. *It's not that I 
spoke, it's that you understood me! I've always spoke this way.* Burakki looked 
up at Shigeru 
questionally, sniffing as his boots to his knees in search for an answer. 

*You smell normal...* 

Shigeru beckoned a nervous glance; wondering if that meant a good or bad thing 
in a Burakki's terms.

Without warning, Burakki suddenly pushed its front paws to Shigeru's chest, 
grasping his yin yang 
necklace off his neck into its jaws. 

"Burakki...!"

Ignoring its trainer's plead, Burakki continued to push the necklace over and 
over as it sniffed it in 
confusion, listening closely as the necklace clattered across the ground without 
a sound. 

Scuffing up the necklace in its jaws again, Burakki handed the instrunment back 
to its master, now in 
perfect understanding as he put it back on.

*Shigeru, your necklace has been posessed...it may seem kind of silly, but it's 
true. Someone must have 
somehow transformed the dark side of your Yin and Yang necklace into 
reality...making you compatible 
with dark type Pokemon when you wear it.* Burakki paused, and slowly looked up 
at Shigeru who was 
examining his necklace in confusion. *Have you been with anyone paticular lately 
that seems to resemble 
darkness in any way?*

Shigeru shook his head easily. "Nobody I've been by has anything to do with 
darkness...I guess it might've 
been a Goosu."

*I guess so.* Reluctance reflected in its voice as it responded, knowing it must 
be someone he knew in 
paticular...

Shigeru continued to walk forward into the tunnel, soon coming across a small 
crack of light.  "I made it, 
Burakki!" Shigeru raced within heavy echoes toward the crack, peeling it open 
with both hands almost as if 
it were paper. 

Light escaped into his vision as the crack increased, confusion confronting both 
him and Burakki as they 
saw themselves now in the rustling hallway of Pokemon Tech, a torn tournament 
banner being pulled 
apart in his hands. Turning around quickly, both he and Burakki noticed no door 
that they had come out 
of...only a blank wall that seemed to lead to nowhere.


*~&~*



"Raichuu, use your Furasshu attack!"

Marco watched as the orange Pocket Monster squeezed tightly at its cheeks, 
releasing a glow that faded 
among the dark tunnel from ways to come.

"Arigato! Now let's go! I betcha Shigeru and Kathurine are already lost and 
waiting for us to go and save 
their butts."

Raichuu giggled as its lengthy tail swatted the air like a fly swatter, tiny 
paws dangeling at its chest as it 
rested next to Marco.

As they continued to travel down the path, Marco and his Raichuu came to a dead 
end that blocked their 
path from the tunnel--and, as he turned around to try another way, saw his path 
had somehow become 
blocked that way as well--leaving them both trapped inside the cavern.

"Oh dammit!" Marco cursed crudely, looking around at the edges of the cavern, 
seeing nothing in paticular 
that could help them escape. He continued to search desperately until he noticed 
unusual, ash-printed 
markings illuminating on the roof of the cavern, revealing a crude shape of a 
hand.

"Raichuu! I think that means that we have to get out there and press that 
marking to get outta here..."

His Raichuu nodded, but soon looked confused on how they were going to get up 
there without a ladder. 
"Rai...chuu...."

"Don't worry, buddy. I can stand ontop of Biriridama and Marumain...they should 
make the height well 
enough for me to reach. You can use your tail to keep them from rolling off."

Raichuu gladly agreed as Marco released his three monsters into the illuminated 
cave, ordering his two 
Biriridama to take its place among Marumain. As soon as the Biriridama did so, 
they and Marumain rolled 
in place together uneasily, only to be stopped by the rim of Raichuu's tail. 

Pacing himself, Marco slowly started climbing up the spheric, Pokeball colored 
monsters to reach their 
height, doing his best to keep his balance on their slim areas as they continued 
to rock uncomfortably.

Sweat was pouring down his neck in horror that he'd fall off the good nine feet 
off the ground. 

Closer the mark came as Marco reached out his farthest to reach it, only when 
Raichuu used some of its 
tail's strength did his palm place its grasp on the marking. 

The marking seemed to crack almost as if it were a puzzle piece, revealing an 
entrance that was shrouded 
in light. Pushing one arm out of the hole, he returned his three Pokemon, and 
grabbed his Raichuu in the 
other, pursuing himself up from the crack as he ripped and tore at the slice, 
his feet dangling inside the 
cave as he continued to rip at the hole to let himself out. 

But then, just as his energy left him, making him again fall back into the 
shrouded hole, he instead found 
himself siting on his knees, covered in a Pokemon Tech banner that had been 
ripped into pieces by his 
fists. Sweating heavily in confusion, Marco hugged Raichuu to his chest as he 
watched the many students 
pass by, only to see the same ash-coated marking imprinted on his hand.

*~&~*


"I hate dark places..." Kathurine shone her flashlight in all directions around 
the bare tunnel she was 
walking among, the sharp darkness even repelling the flashlight's spilling blaze 
back into her eyes. Her 
Fushigidane slowly trudged behind her in slow measures, sharp eyes keeping alert 
for any enemies. 

"Come closer, Fushigidane...you don't know what's in here..." Fushigidane came 
closer to its master in 
unison, peering at her in worry, "and don't worry about me, pal. I'll be fine 
right when we get out of this 
damned cave and find our friends." Her comrade gave a heavy nod as they 
continued down the path, a 
glittering substance catching the side of her eye. Within a hard twist, she 
glanced at it, shocked at what 
she saw. 

"Fushigidane!" She picked up the glimmering rock in her palm, grinning boadly. 
"They're diamonds...!" She 
gazed farther up the path, noticing the same glitter persuing all the way down 
the hall. "And there's 
millions of them!" 

Her palms took a big scoop of them from the ground, grinning enthustiastically. 
"Five of these are worth at 
least five hundred thousand yen, Fushigidane! We're rich!" Fushigidane watched 
as its trainer persued as 
many of the diamonds she could inside of her pockets and backpack, grinning 
broadly as she zipped her 
full backpack up closed, finding it a bit difficult near the end where the 
bulkiness straught through. "Mom'll 
be so happy! We can finally move to somewhere besides such insolent places we've 
been living in." 
Fushigidane's confused glance of all this money business met its trainer's now 
weary smile. 

"What's wrong, buddy? Aren't you happy?"

Fushigidane knocked over one of the diamonds with its emerald paw as Kathurine 
shone her flashlight at 
it, seeing her reflection look straight back at her as well as a mirror of 
rainbow lights flooding the room in 
a beautiful constellation. The rainbow lights shone directly towards another 
wall that held a crack within it, 
each color dazzeling through the small crack brightly.

Kathurine slowly approached the glimmering light, pressing her wrist through the 
silver-like beam of color, 
watching as it faded into the colors with ease.

Grinning, she took it back out, shocked to still see the colors impailed among 
her wrist.

She looked up above the crack the light was impailing into two and fro like a 
sword stabbing a knight, 
seeing a small patch of black ingraved into the granite. Interested, she shone 
the flashlight's golden milk 
onto it, seeing the same exact stance she was in right now, only that the light 
traveled across a round-like 
object in the picture, reflecting among every piece of crystal that lied in the 
cavern.

Immediately she realized where she was, and what Fushigidane was trying to tell 
her...  this was where 
the rainbow was created to be sent around the world--breaking scientific matters 
as she knew it. Getting 
on her knees, feeling the cold stone beneath her stab her knees into the dust, 
she quickly unzipped her 
backpack, grabbing all of the diamonds she could out, placing them in the corner 
where the others lied; 
Fushigidane helping fluently.

As soon as all the crystal was put back together in the corner of the cave, she 
shone her flashlight onto 
the sparkling rocks like she had before, causing them to glow radiant, and to 
shoot out their light to the 
gash in the cave; creating the full rainbow. 

Staring in awe, she watched the rainbow glitter and gleam its film of colors, 
soon persuing her step with 
Fushigidane at her side inside the gathered colors of the world. Takeing off 
into a run, Kathurine and 
Fushigidane dashed down the path of the rainbow and broken crack, only to find 
themselves upon the 
hard, flat rocked concrete of the Pokemon Tech track, blinking in confusion as 
the glorious colors vanished 
from her sight.

But as she took off running towards the school, afraid of the trouble she might 
be in with the others, she 
couldn't help but feel an object pinching tightly at her side, causing a slight 
bit of pain.

Reaching inside her pocket within a stuff of her fist, her fingers hit something 
sharp and rigid. 

Interested, she brought the object up forth--for it only to be one of the rocks 
that made up the beautifully 
silver decor of the rainbow.

*~&~*


Shigeru, Marco, and Kathurine eventually found each other [and the others] about 
five minutes later, 
explaining each other's journey through the tunnel that lead through nowhere.
Amande, Kasumi, and Hiroshi admitted to not finding anything, but gladly took 
hand of the book 
Marco had accidently found for a read on how the school used to cooperate. 

But as the time passed, they each raced off to get Kasumi ready for her turn in 
the tournament; the tunnel 
a mystery to all of them...but as a shadowed stranger Kasumi now knew only too 
well grinned brightly at 
them for learning a lesson of the ancients, only you and I know the mystery of 
the shadowed tunnel of 
nowhere.

How can it be you and me?  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  

How can it be you and me?  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  

How can it be you and me?  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling  

How can it be you and me?  
Keep on Calling Keep on Calling Keep on Calling