***************** Pokemon, Asylum of the Damned Chapter XXVI Saga VI- Team Rocket Saga Chapter VI- The Chapter with no Name yet Again!(Actually, I was too Lazy to Find One..) ***************** Sabre sighed. "Where is Tom?" she wondered. "He was supposed to meet me here five minutes ago." Sabre thought, checking her watch again. Sabre then looked at a patch of scorched-black grass beside her. "Wonder what happened here," She wondered. There were also little pieces of litter strewn in a scarce pattern across the path, as if someone dropped them while running in a hurry. A sudden rumbling in her stomach made Sabre wish that the shad not skipped breakfast today. She had already eaten some lunch, yet she was still hungry. Just then, Sabre looked up to the branches of the tree she was standing under, and saw a large, juicy-looking red apple. "I had no idea apple trees grew here," Sabre murmured to herself. Even a dirty unwashed apple looked good right now. Sabre turned to the tree and reached up, trying to grasp the apple, but she was too short to reach the tempting little fruit. Checking to see if there was no one around, Sabre grabbed onto the tree trunk, and hoisted herself up. There, she again tried to grab the apple, but again to no avail. Further frustrated at the little fruit's elusiveness, Sabre climbed further up the tree, and shot her hand at the apple, just missing it by a few inches. But when her hand came to a rest on something in the tree, she froze. Whatever was in the tree, it was relatively warm, and felt wet and oozy. When Sabre pulled her hand back towards her, she saw a thick, red liquid drip down her fingers. Astonished at these mysterious events, Sabre reached her hand in the tree again, and laid her hand on top of whatever was was in it. Strangely, Sabre felt some cloth-like material on the object, almost like clothes. Suddenly, the branches on which the object laid began to creak, and suddenly gave way, letting the object fall from the tree, landing with a thud on the ground. When Sabre made out what the object was, she almost died in shock. Subconsciously, she let go of the tree in her surprise, and she fell with an uneasy thud on the ground, beside the object. Beside her, blood slowly spreading across the grass around it, lay Tom's body. Sabre could feel her lunch coming back up her throat when she saw what used to be Tom. Sabre scurried over to the body, and pressed her two fingers against the throat. Nothing. No pulse. Sabre slowly turned Tom's body over, and instantly shut her eyes once she saw the gaping wound in Tom's hollowed throat. Tears began to stream down Sabre's cheeks, as she looked at Tom's body. "I knew I shouldn't have let that idiot drag himself into this..." Sabre said under her breath, still in shock over her clandestine partner's death. "What do you say, Gengar?" an elderly voice said from over Sabre's shoulder. Sabre turned around to see a short, white haired old woman, beside a Gengar. The woman wore a plain, white and royal purple dress, an orange handkerchief tied around her neck. "...Is this him?" she asked her Gengar. Gengar nodded. "Gar." he said. The old woman knelt beside Sabre, and placed her hand on Tom's forehead. "Yes, this is him." She said in a solemn voice and nodded. Gengar sagged, seemingly to be saddened over Tom's death. Sabre got up, and faced the mysterious woman and the Gengar. "Who...who are you?" Sabre asked, confused over the woman's actions. The woman looked at Sabre, then stood up and looked her in the eye. "My name is Krystella," She said, "And this is my assistant, Gengar." She said, looking at her Gengar. "Gar!" The Gengar smiled, nodding. Sabre looked at the Gengar, then looked at Tom's body. "What do you know about Tom?" she asked, confused. "Why do...why do you..." Sabre stammered, lost for words. "'Tom'?" Krystella questioned, looking at Tom's body. "Yes..." she said, stroking her small chin. "'Tom' does suit the Destroyer very well..." she mused. "Th-th-the what?" Sabre asked, still lost for answers. "Hmm... and without him," Krystella said in a grave tone "...the Corrupts may have their way..." Sabre couldn't stand it anymore. "Could someone please tell me just what the hell is going on here?" she shrieked. Krystella and Gengar paused, and looked at Sabre, their eyes questioning her sudden outburst. Sabre realized this too, and blushed. "So, you want to know the story of the Destroyer, eh?" Krystella asked Sabre, as if daring her to say yes. Sabre was about to speak, when she heard footsteps, footsteps that were coming closer and closer to them. Sabre was instantly sent into a panic. "Omigodomigodomigod," she murmured. "I can't be seen here with a dead body..." she squeaked. "I've gotta' hide Tom, fast...!" she said frantically. Krystella only closed her eyes in complete calm. "Gengar, Teleport." She said to her Gengar. Gengar then touched Tom's body with one hand, and touched Sabre with the other. Krystella put her hand on Gengar's back. And within a split-second, all four disappeared into thin air. They soon materialized into a small, dark room. The room was completely dark, yet strangely; Sabre could see Krystella and Gengar perfectly. "Where...where on Earth are we?" Sabre asked. "Correction, young lady," Krystella said, "Where besides Earth are we?" "Alright." Sabre said calmly. "This is getting just a bit too freaky for me," Sabre said. "Now, Christie..." "Krystella." The woman corrected Sabre. "...Krystella, are you going to tell me what this 'Destroyer' and 'Corrupts' are or not?" Sabre said, finally answering Krystella's unanswered question. Krystella sighed, and then sat down on the near-invisible dark floor. "Sit down, Sabre." She said. "The story of the Watchers, Corrupts and Destroyers is a long one..." ********************