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Pokemon, Asylum of the Damned

Chapter XXVII

Saga VI- Team Rocket Saga

Chapter VII- The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

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Larry had finally come down from the tree, exhausted. "I told you we 
shouldn't have left him up there," Laura scolded.

"Hell, if you had a better idea how to hide him until we got a clear pass to 
the lake, I would have loved to hear it," Larry shot back. The Sizor sighed, 
and leaned up against the tree where they had hidden Tom's body for the time 
being, beside the patch grass they scorched.

"Well, we can't fix that now," Laura sighed, "At least that prick is gone."

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Sabre was sitting down on the invisible, black floor, with Krystella sitting 
down likewise in front of her. The Gengar was sitting by Tom's lifeless 
body, Krystella's orange handkerchief-scarf tied around his neck, hiding the 
hideous wound on his neck. "So, what's this story about then, Krystella?" 
Sabre asked impatiently.

"Hold on," Krystella said, annoyed at Sabre's impatience. "This is the story 
of the Watchers, Corrupts and Destroyers." She said, bracing as if about to 
tell a long story.

"Long ago, at the dawn of life, there were humans and then there were 
Pokemon. The Pokemon were brutally strong creatures, stronger than the 
humans. Had it not been for the human's slight advantage of knowledge and 
reason over the Pokemon, mankind would not exist today. Instead of fighting 
the Pokemon for survival, humans domesticated the Pokemon. Somewhat like a 
pet to them.

"Thousands of years passed since then, Pokemon and humans were co-existing 
peacefully. Then, someone had the bright idea of playing sport with Pokemon; 
letting a team composed of six Pokemon battle another team of six Pokemon, 
each team directed in battle by a human. And so was the first Trainer 
Battle."

"Wow..." Sabre muttered. "Pokemon battles took place that long ago...?"

Krystella sighed, irritated at Sabre's interruption. "More thousands years 
passed, humans still using Pokemon as pets or fighters.

"Sadly, this peace between humans and Pokemon could not be maintained, as 
people slowly started to use Pokemon for selfish reasons- using them to make 
a profit for themselves. These few did not care about the Pokemon, nor did 
they care about the balance of nature that Pokemon ultimately dictate. Just 
when most humans worldwide used Pokemon for themselves, the balance of 
nature suddenly tipped.

"With Pokemon used as mere slaves to the humans, nature itself raged out of 
control. Tremendous storms ravaged the world relentlessly. Then it dawned on 
people that their abuse of Pokemon had upset nature, and rushed to correct 
their ways. Within a few years, the Earth's weather was restored. Ever since 
then, people began protecting their Pokemon, preventing another natural 
catastrophe.

"Strangely, there were still a few ignorant ones, who continued to abuse 
Pokemon for a personal profit. In fear of another worldly disaster, these 
people were severely reprimanded. However, this did not stop these people 
from using Pokemon for themselves. So a family, from that time, dedicated 
their lives to protect Pokemon, and crush those who abuse Pokemon. And I..." 
Krystella said "...am one of the few remaining descendants from that 
family."

"We called ourselves 'The Watchers,' looking out for those who use Pokemon 
for themselves. Still, our efforts were not enough, so our family of 
Watchers split themselves into two factions. The Watchers and the 
'Destroyers', whose job was to forcefully crush those selfish people, whom 
we refer to as the 'Corrupts.' And your friend here," Krystella said, 
looking at Tom's still body "...is a Destroyer."

Sabre flushed with surprise. "Y-you mean...you two are related?" she asked, 
astonished.

"Well, it's a distinct possibility." Krystella smirked, her eyes studying 
Tom's body. "And Team Rocket is one of the Corrupts." Krystella said. 
"Simply put, you friend, 'Tom', and others of his family, present and 
future, are destined to rid the world of such people."

"Well, too bad he's dead," Sabre said blankly. "So what are you 'Watchers' 
supposed to do now?" she asked.

Krystella lifted her head to look at Sabre, a smug, sly grin spreading 
across her lips. "We're going to bring him back."

-End.......?

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