DARK SHADOWS

 

CHAPTER I: NEO-LAVENDER TOWN

 

DISCLAIMER: I DON’T OWN POEKMON ETC, ETC, ETC. I THINK YOU GUYS KNOW THE DRILL. ENJOY THE FIC. AS ALWAYS, SEND ME SOME FEEDBACK, PREFERABLY GOOD FEEDBACK, BUT ALL IS WELCOMED. THIS FIC IS RATED R, SO DON’T READ IT IF YOU CAN’T HANDLE IT. THIS IS NOT AS GORY OR ADULT AS MY RESIDENT EVIL FIC.

 

“DAY AND NIGHT ARE SEPARATE REALMS. GOOD GOVERNS THE DAY AND EVIL DICTATES THE NIGHT”

 

-Shelby GT500

 

     It was a beautiful summer day in June. Birds were finally coming out, flowers were blooming, grass was turning green once more, and the air was warm and crisp. The bright sun shined down on the Kanto region generously, and especially upon Route 11.

     And a young girl, around the age of sixteen, sat beneath a shady oak tree with a book on her lap. Her fiery red hair cushioned the back of her head that rested against the tree. It was pulled tightly and clipped behind her head.

     “Misty!” a boy’s voice called. “Misty!”

     “Huh?” she looked up from her book and turned to where two teenagers were swimming. “What is it Ash? Can’t you see I’m trying to read?”

     “What time is it?” he yelled.

     “I don’t have a watch.” She replied.

     “Check Dexter. It’s over by Pikachu.” The boy pointed beyond Misty, to a small tree that hung low to the ground. There, Pikachu and Togepi were resting.

     “Fine.” Misty slapped her book shut. It was just a few seconds before she was shoving it into her newer forest green backpack. And then she marched off.

     “Did I say something wrong?” Ash asked the teenager who was swimming behind him.

     “You know girls. When PMS happens all hell breaks loose.” The teenager replied.

     “Uh huh.” Ash replied drugged-like.

     Brock treaded in the deep, cool lake once he heard his friend’s reply. It was subtle, weak, and unnecessary. Such replies were becoming more and more common on Ash’s part. Ever since Misty became acquainted with her new style that showed her off as a sexy, independent, attitude driven, fight club wanna-be. It was true that she was now hot beyond belief. That was why Brock knew the reason for Ash’s reply.

     “Nice outfit, right?”

     “Wha?” Ash asked confused.

     Misty was wearing a nice outfit. Though nice wouldn’t really be the type, but rather sexy. She wore an orange tank top, with spaghetti strings, that only descended to the middle of her stomach, a pair of blackish jeans with the left leg being cut at the top of her leg and picking up again above her knee to show off her tan, and a pair of black black boots. 

     “I know what you’re thinking. You want to tap her.”

     “Not every guy has girls on the brain, like you.”

     “What are you gay?”

     “It’s Misty, Brock. Let’s talk about this later.”

     Misty walked to the edge of the lake and dropped Dexter into Ash’s hands. Then she knelt down at the edge and dipped her fingers in the water.

     “The water’s nice.” She said looking down at Dexter.

     “You should jump in.” Brock said dunking under and then coming back up ten seconds later.

     “It’s tempting.”

     “Crap. We have to leave.”

     Misty looked down at Ash and stood up.

     “Why? We have about four hours of sunlight.”

     “Actually we have three.” Ash replied throwing the Pokedex up to Misty.

     “Great. Hurry up and get dressed.”

     “Forget that. It’s way too hot!”

     “Please tell me you guys aren’t going to streak to Lavender Town.”

     “I’m wearing my trunks.” Ash replied. “I don’t want to give you a heart attack.” He said smirking.

     “At least everyone would clear off the path.”

     “That was cold.” Brock announced splashing Ash on the back of the head with a palm push of water.

 

     Nightfall had enslaved the Kanto town known as Lavender by the time Ash and the others had arrived. The time it took to reach Lavender Town was four hours, which meant the sun had dawned one hour before their arrival. And now the moon watched over the darkened town.

     From the moment the group entered the city they noticed a great change. There were few lights if any on most streets. Windows to homes and commercial buildings were boarded or locked. Not one person walked the streets. From the time they were here last to now, a great and disturbing change had taken over the city.

     “Oh my...what happened?” Misty was holding Togepi close to her. It was held like a young infant.

     Pikachu jumped up onto Ash’s hat and gazed into the darkness of the resting town.

     “It’s so dark.” Brock said.

     “Lavender is a ghost town guys.” Ash added.

     “But there are no lights.” Misty pointed out. “And all the buildings are boarded up.

     “We have a serious problem.” Brock tapped Ash’s shoulder and directed his gaze to the Pokemon Center straight down the main road. It was only nine o’clock, yet it was locked down. The blast doors had been activated.

     “What’s going on here?”

     “I don’t-“ Ash had been suddenly cut off when a gunshot cracked through the sleeping city. It seemed to echo over block after block. And the light from the weapon lit up the street to the group’s right. And after the flash and crack of the shot a ferocious roar screamed through the main strip of Lavender Town.

     It was at that exact time, from the crack of the gunshot, the flash of light, and the deafening roar, that the group noticed the excruciating damage inflicted upon Lavender Town.

     Bullet holes pierced walls, broke windows. Slash marks that resembled such razor spans as Charizard’s were permanently engraved into the sides of buildings, the roads, and even light posts. Bloodstains came alive with the sudden surge of mercilessness also and they were almost always present with either the bullet holes or razor slashes. Indeed the city had been defiled by gangsters. Nothing else could have done this.

     But then, a massive being standing at an estimated seven feet dashed out of an alley and made its way down the street and then behind a small home.

     “What the hell was that?” Brock whispered in his shocked state.

     “Let’s not stick around to find out.” Misty replied.

     Just as the group turned to run they were stopped by a tall, slender man. He had long black hair, blue eyes, and wore a long black jacket that was buttoned up.

     “What are three young teenagers doing in a city like Lavender this late at night?” he asked with a slur that made the group think he wore a retainer.

     “It’s only nine o’clock.” Ash replied shaken up.

     “Indeed it is. But this city only needs the sun to set so it can become this evil.” He replied.

     “Evil?” Misty questioned softly.

     “What’s going on here? Why are there gun shots and vandalism?” Ash inquired now with a great new swing of confidence, though he was not at all familiar with the man.

     “I can’t tell you that. You wouldn’t believe me even if I did. No one knows what’s going on. But what they do know is that you’re dead if you step outside when the sun sets.”

     Brock looked straight into the man’s eyes. He had an assumption that the man was drunk or high. “What happens when the-“

     “How come everything is closed at night?”

     “I already told you, darling, when the sun sets people die. Not one soul will let you into their home at this time. I’m surprised you made it this far into the city. But I’ll bet you won’t make it back out.”

     “Oh my God.” Misty whispered.

     “What happens-I mean, why do people die when the sun sets in Lavender Town?” Brock inquired with a noticeable shake in his tone.

     “Because my boy, when the sun sets all Hell breaks loose.”

     Misty instantly stepped back and shielded herself behind Ash who stepped in front of her and blocked access to her with his arms outstretched.

     “By the way darling, I simply adore the tan on your neck. It looks so...soft and smooth.” The man gently reaches out his fingers to graze them upon Misty’s body, but only to have them slapped away by Ash. But then the man hissed loudly and his canine teeth descended a half-inch.

     “Help!” A woman’s call echoed. Glass shattered, belongings were crushed and wrecked. All this noise came from the home that the creature had run into.

     Besides the scream of the woman, there were also children, the bark of a Growlithe, and the same roar heard earlier.

     And now, the man standing in front of Ash, Misty, and Brock was now gone.

     “Where’d he go?” Brock yelled.

     “I don’t care to find out.”

     “Me neither.” Misty replied. “Let’s just get out of here.”

     “Right. Pikachu watch out for anything.”

     “Pika!” The yellow rat Pokemon replied aggressively.

     But again, just as the three turned around, the creature in the home jumped through the picture glass window and rolled onto the street.

     It was tall, seven feet at least; thick wolf like hair covered its entire body. Sharp teeth and razor sharp talons were all showing. Blood was spread through its shaggy coat of fur and drool dripped from the creature’s snarling jaw.

     “Oh my God.” Misty mouthed.

     Pikachu lay down on Ash’s hat and tucked its ears back.

     “What should we do?” Ash asked frightened out of his wits.

     “Running would be a good idea.” He replied.

     Misty screamed.

     They all took off running.

     Pikachu held onto Ash’s shoulder for dear life as they dashed down the main strip of Lavender Town. Togepi did likewise but only had to hold Misty’s arm.

     “Is it still behind us?” Misty asked.

     Ash looked behind him. The creature wasn’t behind them. It found no use for roads as it was crawling swiftly on the wall of a building. “Keep running!”

     “There!” Brock yelled as he ran around the corner. “The Pokemon Tower!”

     “We can’t hide in the Pokemon Tower! It’s haunted you idiot!” Misty rebuked.

     “But we can fight off ghosts. Will any of your Pokemon want to stand up to that thing?”

     “I wish I had Charizard.” Ash whined.

     “Hurry, we can make it!”

     It was then that Misty tripped and collapsed onto her back so she wouldn’t crash on top of Togepi.

     “Misty!” Ash slid forward on his feet and dashed back to help Misty onto her feet.

     “Here, take Togepi.”

     “Are you going to be all right?”

     “Yes. I just fell.”

     “Just run!” Brock bellowed.

     As Misty stood up, she looked up and saw the bright, white, full moon above. But there was a part missing. The part was in the shape of a...man. He was crouching on the ledge of the Pokemon Center. His long jacket whipped in the wind, as did his hair.

     “Guys look! It’s that man!” Misty yelled. She heard no reply from either Ash or Brock. “Guys? Ash? Brock?”

     Misty stood up fully and looked over toward the Pokemon Tower. But there on the ground were her two friends, and unconscious. And standing over them was the creature. Before running, Misty quickly looked back to the Pokemon Center roof to find the man, but he was no longer there.

     “No!” She mumbled. “I’m so sorry guys.” She took off running as fast as she could. Her left pant leg that began at her knee was sliding down her leg to the base of her foot. It was messing up her footing and balance.

     She ran as hard and as far as she could. Her destination had been reached: the Pokemon Tower. It stood so tall over every other building in the city. But too bad for her, the Tower had even been barricaded. Misty now had nowhere to run. And just before her death, she decided to take one look at her murderer, her defiler.

     The creature lunged at her and wrapped its long, fur-covered arms around her. They both smashed through the double doors of the Tower and from there all Hell broke loose.