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Meganium Man!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2015-02-02 20:01:27

So this is a thing I started a little while ago: an episodic series about a crime fighting Meganium. It takes place in a Mystery Dungeon-like universe, without humans. Comments, criticism, and such are welcome!

UPDATE 5/8/2016: Editing out profanity because I seriously don't know what I was thinking. Let me know if you spot any.

Meganium Man #1: A Hero is Born
There are many stories circulating about people who decided to make a difference. Some turned to charity, some started organizations for specific causes, and others travel the world raising awareness for their cause.
This is not one of those stories.
Weve all heard the typical superhero tale: something tragic happens to the main character, giving them a reason to don the cowl and/or cape, and they go out to stop the bad guy. Now, thats all fine and dandy, but wouldnt it be cool to see someone do it, just because they can? Sure, they still want to make a difference. They just decided to be spontaneous about it.
Harley the Meganium was watching TV, flipping through channels and hoping to find something to watch other than reruns of stuffy drama shows. Sitting on his black couch and flipping the up channel button on the remote control with a vine whip, Harley was quickly losing hope in finding something to watch. Everything he came across was so aggressively boring, it drove him a little bit closer to the edge of sleep.
Yknow, itd be really nice just to see a rerun of Fresh Prince of Goldenrod City, Harley complained. Flick. Reality show. Flick. A drama show. Flick. The news. Wait, whats this?
On the screen was a Kricketune, with a microphone clipped to his left blade-like arm. Several police cars were behind him, scattered throughout a parking lot. Kricketunes fabulous moustache was looking as dapper as ever, but he was less famous for his news reporting abilities and more for his galloping egotism.
This just in: Im awesome, Kricketune said.
A Quilava pushed Kricketune aside, stood on his hind legs, and faced the camera. Somebody off screen handed him a microphone of his own.
Now for the real story. Moments ago, a Crawdaunt stormed into the Cherrygrove City Bank and, based on what we have seen through the windows, has taken everyone inside hostage.
The camera panned over to a shot of the police cruisers. A Zangoose, a mongoose-like Pokémon famous for the red stripe across its belly, was standing at the frontlines with a megaphone.
Whoa, Harley said in awe. This is television!
Chief Zangoose held the megaphone up to his mouth. His voice gritty and a slightly nasally, he bellowed, Crawdaunt! Let those innocent Pokémon go! What do you want?
A window was shattered from the lobsters punch, and glass dropped from the sill and onto the ground.
Whaddya think I want?! Crawdaunt screeched back. I wanna be rich!
Zangoose looked to his partner, a Seviper. The snake shrugged, a motion which involved bringing its back hunches together, and then releasing them quickly.
Um all right. Well, how about this, Crawdaunt? Let those people go, and you can keep any money youve already stolen!
Inside the bank, two hiding tellers, a Heatmor a red, yellow, and brown anteater and a Graveller a large rock with four arms, were quietly talking to each other.
The heck, is he serious? Whats Zangoose doing? Graveller asked Heatmor. His voice had a hint of a cockney accent.
No clue, replied Heatmor. But it sounds like a trap.
Despite whispering, Crawdaunt heard them loud and clear. HEY! the lobster bellowed. Pipe down! The cops and I are having a chat!
Harley was glued to the TV, even inching closer to it to get a better look. The gold star on Crawdaunts head shone in the sunlight. Zangoose and Seviper had no idea how to proceed, but at least Crawdaunt was stuck in the building.
Holy smokes! Someones gotta do something, Harley commented on the situation. He remembered he was a grass-type Pokémon, which had an advantage over water-types such as Crawdaunt. Being the only local grass-type, he felt like a shining beacon of hope. Shining like the star on the lobsters noggin.
But Harley couldnt just go out and try to save the day. He needed a disguise. Something to hide his identity, so nobody would know who this mysterious crusader really was.
This looks like a job for
The sauropod bolted upstairs to his bedroom, snatching a blue pillowcase and blue bedsheet from the nightstand on the right side of his bed. Then, he returned downstairs and pulled a pair of scissors out of a kitchen drawer, and cut out four holes out of the pillowcase: two for his eyes, and two for his yellow antennae. Harley tied the sheet around his neck, underneath the red flower petals, and put the new, heavily modified pillowcase around his head.
Meganium Man!
Trying to save the day is extremely noble. Foolhardy, but noble. Harleys only advantage right now was his type advantage, but even water-types could pack a lot of bulk. Not that he cared, since the dinosaur was on a serious adrenaline high.
Meganium Man opened the sliding door leading to the backyard, poked his head out, and looked around. His neighbors werent out, so he was in the clear to go through the woods without being spotted.
Venturing through the underbrush, Meganium Man headed east for Cherrygrove City, walking behind the scenes of Route 29. The walk was far from ideal: the woods were cramped, he tripped over branches, and things pricked him.
Hyurk! he groaned after stumbling over yet another branch and hitting the ground. Looking right, he saw a familiar sight: the police cars, the news reporters, and the bank. He had arrived at the outskirts of Cherrygrove City! Now he just needed to get into the bank and stop Crawdaunt. The lobster wasnt anywhere near the windows, and Harley could only hope the crustacean wouldnt see him.
Meganium Man would learn the phrase, easier said than done, the hard way.
The hero walked to the site, asking Chief Zangoose, Any progress, Chief?
None! the mongoose replied. Crawdaunts just holding tight for now. We want to go in and get im, but wedont knowhow wed do it, he trailed off when he saw who he was talking to. Erm are you lost, son?
Lost? No, Chief! Meganium Man replied. I wanna help you out!
Riiiiiight, Zangoose said. Look, kid, its great that you wanna help, it really is! But this is a job for the police, not a rank amateur.
Chief, with all due respect, me being a grass-type Pokémon can wall his water-type moves. I can take him down quickly with my Razor Leafs!
Zangoose turned to face the dinosaur directly and asked, And what happens when he knocks you out?
Meganium Man, smiling, replied, Then you can haul my butt to jail for interfering! Ill go peacefully, quietly, and Ill make sure I enjoy doing hard time. But, not at least letting someone who has an upper hand is a mistake.
Seviper hesitantly added, He has a point, Chief. Your Thunder Punch means you have to be real close, which means Crawdaunt could hit you with a Beam attack. Distance is key.
Zangoose sighed. What if you get hurt? What if you get killed?
Dont worry, Chief Zangoose. There wont be any blood on your hands.
The mongoose had no idea if Meganium Man was serious about anything else, but he knew the dinosaur meant that. He just had one more thing to ask the green sauropod.
Son, are you totally crazy?
Crazy is my middle name.
Zangoose said to Seviper, You and I will distract that walking seafood special while the Green Goofus here rescues the Pokémon inside. That sound all right with you?
Works for me, said the viper. My Glare technique will freeze the poor crab in place from fear!
Knock em dead, kid, Zangoose said, flashing the sauropod a thumbs-up.
Its Meganium Man, chief, Harley replied, smiling.
Little did they know that Crawdaunt knew about the plan. He was watching the news footage on a TV behind the counters, and was more than ready to take down Meganium Man. He had no reason to go to the window now!
You fools! Itll take more than an angry expression and a bag of leafs to take me down.
Ding-a-ling!
Harley had entered the bank, using a Vine Whip to open the door; the bells alerted Crawdaunt to his presence. He saw Crawdaunt watching the news, and the lobster turned to face his foe.
So, Meganium Man, is it? What a nice name. Your moniker isnt enough to frighten me!
Maybe you should look out the window.
Why would I want to look at Sevipers ugly mug when youre right here?
Meganium Man now knew that Crawdaunt learned of the plan.
Thats right, bucko. Its all out in the open. They mightve cornered me, but there arent enough of them to take me down. My little crime spree isnt over yet!
Well, then you shouldve started somewhere other than a bank. In the middle of the day.
SHUT UP! the lobster yelled as the star on his head began to glow. An array of smaller, sparkling stars shot out from it and pelted Harley, shoving him into the wall behind him. The stars edges were sharp, and slashed and nicked Harley little by little. When the stars faded away, he was covered in small, but noticeable scratches.
Grunting, Meganium Man got up, eager to take down the bank robber. Crawdaunts Swift attack wasnt going to keep him down! He walked towards Crawdaunt, who started backing off, but clearly had other things in mind. Meganium Man could see it all on the criminals face. What was he planning?
When his back hit the wall, Crawdaunt danced. It was an unusual dance, full of bizarre hand motions nobody would even think of performing, even at gunpoint. Crawdaunts body moved and shimmied in odd ways, and his feet kicked around wildly. Meganium Man stared, confused, at this display.
That was strange.
Faster than a speeding Bullet Punch, Crawdaunt aimed his right claw at Harley and shot a large, winding blast of water at him. Hydro Pump, just like Swift, shoved Meganium Man away but at a much more violent speed, and the dinosaur collapsed before even hitting the wall. Panting and nearly choking, Harley couldnt focus on his enemy for the time being, which was the perfect chance for Crawdaunt to attack again.
He bolted over to the subdued hero and kicked Meganium Mans belly with his left foot, whopping him onto his back. The attack was a hefty one and left Harley without any air to breathe in, something Crawdaunt used to his advantage: the lobster placed his right foot on Harleys chest and pushed down just a little, incapacitating the caped crusader.
So! This your first day as a moron? Crawdaunt sneered. Harley spit at him, a little dab of saliva landing between the crustaceans eyes. Why you little
Crawdaunt leaned down, opened his right pincer wide, and rested it against Harleys neck.
Snip, snip, youre dead. Is that all you got?
Realizing his right foot was in the perfect position; Harley brought it up and kneed Crawdaunt in the groin.
Oof! the lobster heaved, moving his claw away and tipping over in agony.
Haha! Harley breathed in. While Crawdaunt recovered, Meganium Man opened the door and said to the staff and customers, Hurry! Get out while theres time!
Soon after the customers and tellers left, Crawdaunt groggily got up. Getting kneed in the crotch is not an easy thing to recover from.
All right, no more games! I was taking it easy on you before, but now youre gonna be one dead dinosaur!
Before Crawdaunt could attack, Harley picked up a nearby chair with his vine whips and chucked it at the lobster. Crawdaunt pushed it away with his Hydro Pump attack long before it came near him.
Youll have to do better than that, Meganium Man!
Meganium rushed forward, hoping to get up close and personal with his enemy. His head was lowered, his nostrils were flared, and his teeth were bared as he barreled towards Crawdaunt.
But Harley had a plan. Crawdaunt stepped out of the way just before being tackled, which gave Meganium Man the chance to quickly turn and kick the crab with his two hind legs. Whap! It worked, and Crawdaunt was pushed back towards the window Zangoose and Seviper were stationed at.
Hes almost got im! Zangoose said.
Lets finish this, Crawdaunt! Meganium Man declared to his enemy, taking a defensive stance. He spread his legs just a tad and angled his head. He was now facing the window and could see part of Zangooses left shoulder, but Crawdaunts back was turned to it.
Crawdaunts pincer started glowing light blue and was ready to dish out the Crabhammer to end all Crabhammers. He jumped into the air, screaming like a ravenous banshee, determined to deliver the killing strike.
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
WHAM! Crawdaunt slammed his pincer into the ground, just missing Meganium Man as he jumped back. The effort the lobster exerted into the attack wore him down instantly.
N-no!
Meganium Mans leafs shredded themselves up and formed little blades no bigger than a shaving razor, and shot themselves in Crawdaunts direction.
AAAARGH! the criminal screamed as leafs slashed his skin; it was much worse than when Harley had been hit by Swift. It was super effective against him, due to the type advantage. Eventually, the attack ended, and the leafs returned to their place around Harleys neck. Now an injured, defeated, and discombobulated mess, Crawdaunt, due to the inability to focus from exhaustion, turned around, facing the Chief and Seviper.
The viper flashed Crawdaunt a menacing glare which paralyzed him from fear; something in the lobsters brain snapped at the sight of it. His eyes were widened, his mouth formed a vile grin; Sevipers glare was angry in ways that defied anger. Thats how terrifying it is!
Wow, he actually did it! Chief Zangoose complimented. He and Seviper barged into the bank with handcuffs, shifted Crawdaunts arms behind him, and arrested him. The snake moved the lobster out of the bank, a difficult task since Crawdaunt couldnt move his legs, while Zangoose stayed behind temporarily.
So, that was fun, Meganium Man huffed, tired from the brawl.
That was some good stuff, kid! Nice chair toss, by the way.
Oh, thanks!
He and Zangoose returned to the steps of Cherrygrove Bank, waving to the cheering crowd that had come to congratulate them.
Well, Meganium Man? Whats next on your agenda? asked Seviper, returning from loading Crawdaunt into the patty wagon.
Taking on a boastful and confident tone, Harley declared, Where trouble lurks, I will be there to smite it! Where criminals gather, I will flush them out! When evil arrives, I will slam the door in its ugly face! Beware, Johto! Theres a new crimefighter in town, and his name is MEGANIUM MAN!
He almost answered the question, Chief Zangoose said to Seviper.

The end of Episode #1!

Re: Meganium Man, Season 1!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2015-02-02 20:35:30

I liked this one, but not as much as the Glitchy chronicles. I tried writing one about Y:196 (Xuxu) but I couldn't think of any ideas?

When I wrote The Story of Glitchy, I based the titular 4. . on one I had on my Yellow Version, who kicked ass and took names. If you ever write it, I'd love to read it!

Meganium Man #2: It Just Bugs Me!
On Route 35, north of Goldenrod City, is National Park. It is home to a wide of assortment of Pokémon, most famously bug-types.
Those familiar with Pokémon know that most bug types are daintier than a wet tissue, but that isnt always the case. The likes of Scolipede, a massive red and purple centipede, will give you a run for your money if you anger it. Butterfree, one of the most iconic bugs, also is known for being able to tear down tough enemies with its Confusion attack and its assortment of powder-based moves.
National Park was a common area for couples and friends to hang out; it was a lush field surrounded by fine grass and towering trees. In the middle of the park was a grey tiled fountain, surrounded by grass patches to resemble a Poké Ball.
Lets just take em by surprise! declared Beedrill, clanging his two spear-like arms together. Dont give em any time to prepare for our uprising! The wasps voice was naturally buzzy.
No, Beedrill! Going out in the open like that could undo all weve worked for! replied Scyther, a green, bipedal mantis with bladed arms. Scythers voice was quite throaty and sounded almost teen-like. Despite this, Scyther was one of the most feared bug Pokémon in the world, owing to its skills with its scythe-like arms.
Well, we oughta do something! commented Pinsir, a brown beetle with two iron curved horns covered in thorn-like edges. If we dont, then our plans might be discovered!
I am well aware, Pinsir. Look at it this way, though: anyone who finds out will be killed. That is for certain.
Butterfree floated non-discriminately nearby, wings slightly flapping. She was Scythers right-hand bug and had all the tricks of the trade for dispatching of intruders. Her favorite tactic was to destroy the minds of others with her Confusion attack, or by slowly whittling their life away with Poison Powder. It really just comes down to what her mood is.
So, then what do you suggest, fearless leader? Butterfree asked.
Im glad you asked! As Im sure you all know, Johto is turning three hundred years old in a few days. The region is planning to hold a huge parade in the streets of Goldenrod City.
Ledian, a ladybug Pokémon, laughed. Oh! Oh-ho-ho! I like where this is going!
Yes, precisely, Ledian! While the Johtoites are celebrating in the city, we storm the city and take down everyone in the streets. Once Goldenrod is under our control, the rest of Johto will fall when we turn the city into our utopia! The Order of the Insects will conquer the remaining towns of Johto, and we will reign!
HAIL SCYTHER! the insects chanted in unison.
Scolipede, the red and purple centipede that dwarfed the rest of the bugs in the park, spoke up. Wait a minute. What do we do when they pick fights with us?
We fight back, obviously. Or am I missing the point?
Well, Sir, surely youve heard about
Scyther barked, I dont want to hear another word about Meganium Man! Even if he somehow defeats the rest of you, my scythes will hack and slash him until hes nothing but shiskabobs! That caped buffoon defeated Crawdaunt, but that was due to a type advantage. We will not make the same mistakes that lobster made!
HAIL SCYTHER!
The meeting was adjourned then, and the bugs returned to the depths of National Parks forest to rest. Butterfree joined Scyther to discuss the matter of Meganium Man.
Lets assume Meganium Man does make the scene. What will we do then? Butterfree asked.
The same thing we always do to our enemies: kill them.
Shall I take care of that?
Of course, Butterfree. But I wouldnt waste too much energy on the runt.
Excellent.
******
At his home in New Bark Town, Harley the Meganium was busy at work looking for a place to put the newspaper clipping of his triumph at the bank. He wandered from room to room, unable to make up his mind.
Whoda thought indulging my own ego would be so difficult? the sauropod asked to nobody. He held up the paper against the wall with his vine whips, but none of the rooms seemed appropriate. The clipping had been framed and all.
Deciding to just tack it in his bedroom, Harley retrieved a hammer and nail from his houses basement and ventured up to the second floor. He chose to hang it over the bed, and hammered it in as such.
Perfect! the dinosaur commented when he saw his work. Then he went back downstairs to his living room to watch some TV, flipping over to the news channel. As usual, there were a Quilava and a Kricketune at their desk, with the graphic JOHTO INTERNATIONAL NEWS between them.
This just in: I am better than your kids, Kricketune sneered. The camera, which was in a wide shot, quickly cut to Quilava.
And now for the real story: celebrations are underway for Johtos three hundredth birthday! The city of Goldenrod is preparing for the upcoming parade within its streets. Were now going live with Mayor Miltank for a quick interview over the events.
A split screen showed Quilava on the left and Miltank on the right. The pink cow was standing just outside Goldenrods Town Hall.
Mayor Miltank, what preparations are being made for the upcoming anniversary of our fine region? asked Quilava.
Were pulling out all the stops, Quilava, but Im not going to divulge many details. Lets just say the party is going to be a tough act to follow! Miltanks voice was almost motherly.
Oh, this sounds exciting! I cant wait to be there! Quilava replied.
As the interview continued, Harleys phone rang. He picked up the receiver and said, Yello!
Meganium Man? Its Chief Zangoose. I got a job for you.
The sauropod was on his way upstairs to retrieve his cape and cowl from under his bed. Ooh, wazzit?
Well, you and Seviper would be in Goldenrod City this Tuesday. Your task would be making sure nobody attempts to disturb the anniversary parade. Think youre up to it?
Absolutely! Wow, this is quite an opportunity!
Yeah, I thought youd like it. We recently got a tip from someone that some bugs might try and ruin the fun, but I doubt theyd try anything in the open.
Harley stuttered, B-bugs?
There was a brief pause on Zangooses end. Yeah, bugs. You think you can handle that?
The hero was terrified of bugs. Bug Pokémon often carried moves like Poison Sting and Signal Beam, which were super effective against grass types. Type matchups are weird.
Uh, yeah! Definitely! If theres trouble afoot, theres nothing I cant handle!
Thats the spirit, lad! Okay, on Tuesday, swing by the station here in Violet City. You and Seviper will be given your posts then. Sound good?
Sounds great! replied Harley. Ill see you then, Chief!
Aight, take care.
Harley turned off the phone, but then sat on his bed, worried. He dreaded going up against insects, even harmless ones like Caterpie and Kricketot. Who were these scoundrels threatening to appear during the festivities? They must be rotten to the core if they werent afraid of being out in the open like that. What did they want? If they were going to appear during the parade, they must have something huge in store for the city.
Little did Zangoose, Seviper, and Harley know what they were up against.
******
Back in National Park, the bugs were putting the finishing touches on their scheme.
It appears we have been found out! Scyther remarked. The police know of our plan to take over Johto.
Butterfree wondered, Are we making ourselves known ahead of time?
Scyther shook his head. No, no. Our assault goes as scheduled. But if the cops know, then it is likely Meganium Man knows as well. So, heres what we do. Beedrill, gather up some Weedle and come with me.
The wasp rallied up a few Weedle and joined Scyther near the edges of the woods.
What is it, Scyther?
I want you to get rid of Meganium Man and the cops. How sneaky can Weedle be?
Beedrill replied, Very. Shall we kill them while they sleep?
The mantis nodded as the brown, barb-headed worms crept closer. Precisely. Make sure the Weedle use all the poison at their disposal. We can not take any chances.
Very well, Scyther. I shall see you later tonight. Me and my boys got some work to do.
Beedrill lowered himself to the ground so the hairy worms could slither up on his back for the ride.
Perfect. With the cops and Meganium Man out of the way, nobody will stop me!
******
The wasp knew the police were stationed in Violet City, but had no idea where Meganium Man was. Since he knew where one of his targets was, he decided to take care of them first.
The police station was on the east end of Violet City. Beedrill approached the building and peered in through its windows, finding his first two targets. Seviper and Zangoose were asleep at their desks. He dug one of his speared hands into the thin gap between the window and windowsill, and pulled up. With the window open, a couple Weedle crawled off Beedrills back and into the police station.
Now to find Meganium Man. Hmmm.
Beedrill hummed and hawed while deciding where to go next. He remembered that Meganium Man first appeared in Cherrygrove City, so Beedrill deduced the sauropod couldnt be much further than that.
New Bark Town. Ill start there!
He flew towards the quaint little town while the Weedle approached their targets. New Bark Town wasnt a big place and was home to 50 people, making finding Meganium Man an otherwise easy task.
Using Supersonic, Beedrill glanced through darkened bedrooms on the hunt for his target. He fluttered from house to house while the Weedle started growing restless.
Easy, easy! Well find him, the bee said to the worms.
There was only one house left, now: the one near the lake connecting Johto to Kanto and Tohjo Falls. He looked inside and saw who he was looking for. Beedrill opened the window carefully, trying not to awake the sleeping vigilante. He spotted the newspaper clipping over Harleys bed.
Wow. What an egotist.
The Weedle slunk to the ground and crept up Harleys bedside, their barbs ready. He was sleeping comfortably, dreaming aboutwhatever the below is referring to:
Fifty percent off a Zamboni? How can I say no? the dinosaur said through slurred speech. His dreams were beyond strange and instead started out with Twilight Zone-like weirdness.
He bolted awake when he felt the worms little pink feet squirming on his neck.
What the–?!
Quickly turning over, the Weedle on Harleys neck was flung off and to the ground. The one still on his bed turned around for the window. In his panic, Harley rolled out of bed, just barely missing the Weedle hed subdued. He saw what had crawled into his room.
W-W-W-WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDLE! Harley shouted, bolting out of his room and storming downstairs to find something to crush the insects with.
Gotta go! Beedrill said to himself. Dashing into the room when Harley was gone, he scooped up the worms and departed from the house. The dinosaur stormed back up the stairs, wielding a hammer, only to find the Weedle were gone.
Harley sighed when he realized the danger was gone, dropping the hammer as well. Phew! That was something. Hang on, he trailed off as he looked out his bedroom window. This was closed when I went to bed. Why is it?
The dinosaur went down to his living room again to call the police station. Seviper picked up on the other end. Johto Police.
Seviper! I think someone tried to kill me!
You aint the only one. Zangoose and I just took down a couple of Weedle down here. Real pesky ones, too. Ive never seen any Weedle act like they did.
I just faced a couple of Weedle in my bedroom! Someone opened the window and they slithered in. Theyre gone now, but I dont know where they came from or where they went. Dyou think this could be a warning from the bug Pokémon?
Seviper shrugged. Could be. Weedles an odd choice, though.
What should we do?
Just hang tight, Meganium Man. The parade is tomorrow. Get here early and well try and solve this debacle.
Okay, officer. See you in the morning. He hung up the phone, went back upstairs, and looked out his bedroom window.
I dont know whos out there, or what they are. But Im gonna stop you.
******
It was Tuesday, the day Johto turned three hundred years old. Meganium Man was at the Violet City police station, talking to Zangoose and Seviper about last nights events.
So it was obviously a threat, albeit a poorly thought-out one, officer Seviper commented.
Why Weedle? Anyone can slake off their poison nowadays, Chief Zangoose added.
The police and Meganium Man were sitting at a table, drinking coffee. After taking a sip, Meganium Man said, When I went back to bed after getting a hammer to squash em with, they duo was gone. They couldnt have crawled out my window that fast.
Whoever did this wasnt thinking hard enough, Zangoose said. Im positive the bugs are behind this. We put some men at the gates of National Park just to be safe.
Seviper piped up, We should probably get going. The parade starts at noon, and its an hour drive there.
Zangoose and Meganium Man nodded. The snake and Apatosaurus were going to be stationed on the roof of the Goldenrod Department Store, the tallest building in the city. At this location, they would have the perfect lookout spot. Nobody would escape their sight.
Upon arriving at the city, the two immediately hiked up to the rooftop to begin lookout duty. Zangoose was going to stay behind the scenes, while the rest of the police would carry out business in the city like usual. Parade floats were ready to roll, stationed on Route 34 and would enter Goldenrod at 12PM exactly. Streamers, lights, food and drink stands were set up all around the city, the former two connected to building roofs. The city was jam packed with Johtoites from all over the region.
None of them knew what was coming.
The bugs counted down from the woods.
The floats all represented the towns and cities in Johto, with the Mayor from each city resting in a chair on each one. Each float was styled after Pokémon native to that town or city, and the edges featured a mini scale replica of the location.
Three.
The marching band in front of the floats readied their drums.
Two.
The floats started their engines.
One.
The police turned their attention to the streets.
GO!
The bug Pokémon stormed the gate of Route 35, taking down officers Raticate and Furret in their rush. Scyther led the way to Goldenrod City with Butterfree just behind him, the remaining insects following suit.
As Violet Citys float and Mayor Pidgeotto entered the city grounds, Meganium Man noticed the stampede in the distance.
Seviper! Theyre coming this way!
The viper looked to his right and saw the army of bug Pokémon making a mad dash for the city. Radioing his superior, Seviper warned, Chief Zangoose! Get as many officers to Route Thirty Fives gate as possible!
Roger that! Zangoose replied. He and officers Togetic, Sunflora, and Quagsire were in the middle of the sidelines. You three, head on over to Route 35! The bugs are coming this way!
The trio instantly blitzed for the gate to try and stop Scyther and his army, but the sheer number of bugs overwhelmed them as well. Once they reached the gate, the mantis crashed through the door with the others just behind him, blindsiding all three.
Meganium Man watched Quagsire, Togetic and Sunflora get knocked down from the storm of buzzes and wings. He had to get down there, but how? He was too high up to jump down.
He saw one of the cables the streamers were hanging off of was connected to the department stores rooftop. With a vine whip, Meganium Man pulled out the tack fastening it to the building and swung down to the city streets.
Hey! Seviper called, but Meganium Man didnt hear him. His cape bellowed in the wind behind him.
It was utter chaos in the streets as Scyther and his gang attacked everyone and everything in sight. Meganium Mans swing took him into Pinsirs path, and the crash knocked the stag beetle over onto his stomach. The hero lost his grip on the cable and dropped to the ground, but the large insect beneath him softened the blow.
Nice catch! the hero mocked while getting back on his feet. Zangooses officers were battling it out with various bugs that were daring to attack the city, all while the parade went on. Nobody had any idea what to do about the floats. Mayor Pidgeotto clutched the lever in front of his floats chair and pulled it towards him, halting it. The other Mayors did the same thing, stopping their machines.
They joined the good fight.
Kingdra, Blackthorn Citys Mayor, pelted a Heracross out of the way with a blast of her Dragon Rage attack, a thin burst of a fiery energy. The seahorse Pokémons attack sent Heracross toppling over and rolling across the road.
Dont let them get to Route 34! Zangoose screamed above the chaos as he punched a Scolipede in its bulky chest. The only one who heard his message was Meganium Man, who was dealing with a pesky Leavanny. Leavanny was a slim creature covered in leafs and looked somewhat feminine due to its curvy frame, but wielded an assortment of deadly moves like Aerial Ace. Those hands are leafs, but theyre sharper than a razor blade.
Eager to get to Route 34, Meganium Man attempted to trip Leavanny by reaching for his skinny legs with a vine whip. Just before he was snagged, the leafy mantis severed the vine with his left leaf hand, which had a hook shape due to a hole on its side.
Hng! Meganium Man groaned.
Tut-tut! That was such a predictable move.
WHAP! Seviper struck Leavanny from behind with his tail, which was covered in a violet film. Leavanny groaned in pain as he was mowed down.
Thanks! Meganium Man said to his rescuer.
Aint nothin! Any signs of Scyther?
Here I am! the mantis declared as he snuck up behind Meganium Man, pressing his left arm blade against the caped crusaders neck. He pressed the flat side of his right arm s blade on the dinosaurs lower neck.
Seviper slithered in, ready to take down Scyther, but a group of Heracross interfered with his dash. The beetles tackled the snake back into the chaos, away from Meganium Man and their leader.
Meganium Man pushed down slightly with his hind legs, and then jumped up a little bit, catching his enemy off guard. Scyther and Meganium were propelled to the ground back-first, the hero body slamming the mantis when they collapsed.
Oof! Scyther heaved as the two hundred lbs. dinosaur pounded him to the cement road. Quickly, the hero rolled off Scyther and backed away, but Scyther was just as speedy and hauled himself up.
Lashing out with a vine whip, Meganium Man was hoping he had enough time to punch his enemy with its thickened tip. Before it could reach his face, Scyther swung his right hand over his head in an arc motion, cutting the vine. The severed end fell to the ground, while the rest retreated back to Meganium Man.
Ow! the hero grunted as the blade sliced his weapon.
Scyther clanged his scythed hands together, taking a wide stance. I look forward to proving your victory over Crawdaunt was a fluke!
Fluke this! Meganium Man retorted, an insult so grand, it would later be placed on his gravestone. He charged for Scyther, who also barreled towards the sauropod in a tackle that would look like a car crash.
But the mantis was nobodys fool. Before he and Meganium Man could butt heads, he leaped over the hero, staying just low enough to slash the green machines back with his left arm. The blade cut through the fabric, blue bedsheet cape like air and carved a nasty cut in Meganium Mans back.
Aaargh! the hero screeched as he felt the cold, hard steel dig into his flesh. He could feel a line of blood dripping out from the wound. He had no way of knowing how deep the cut was, but that line of blood was joined by several others. The vigilante needed to heal before Scyther could either do more damage, or he passed out and possibly died from blood loss.
There was only one move he could think of that would heal the wound, but it was a massive risk: Synthesis. Meganium Man would need to focus on the battle and the sun, to absorb its rays, for the wound to heal. With the way things were going, he could only do one.
Turning to face the lunatic mantis, Meganium Man realized just how badly cut he was: everything around him was going blurry. Unless he did something fast, he was toast. He had to keep fighting. It was the only option. Maybe now he was delirious.
Ready to kill the Apatosaurus, Scyther rushed for the defender once more, his blades prepared to decapitate.
LOOK OUT! a creaky, elderly voice shouted. Meganium Man tried to find the source, but his vision prevented him from seeing anything properly; it looked like there were triples of everything around the city. This made the sight of fifteen rock spears rushing for, and then skewering Scyther and thrashing him aside, extra jarring.
Piloswine, a brown, furry Pokémon with a pigs snout and small white tusks, approached the woozy hero.
Are you okay? the Mayor of Mahogany Town asked.
Meganium uttered a long line of nonsense in response. The coffee mug is waiting to dance under the over sun with a bag of walks.
Riiiiiight, Piloswine replied. Son, you focus on healing that nasty cut. Well deal with Scyther for now.
All Meganium Man understood was healing, which brought him out of his trance. The rosy flower petals around his neck started waving briskly as they absorbed the rays of the sun, and slowly, the gash on his back started to heal. Piloswine stood guard as his ally recovered, but the group of Heracross that blocked Sevipers path were now heading towards the pig and dinosaur.
Rearing onto his hind legs, Piloswine slammed back down on his front ones, sending a minor shockwave throughout the area, catching the Heracross goons off guard. They stumbled for balance as the puny earthquake rattled the nearby houses, but it was a mere distraction for what Piloswine really had in mind.
He blasted the Heracross with a thick beam of ice, sending them crashing through a large squadron of combatants, taking them down as well.
Scyther had recovered from the Piloswines brutal Ancient Power attack, but he was still in good shape.
What? How? Piloswine asked the insect.
Im assuming that was supposed to defeat me instantly, because we bug Pokémon are so dainty, correct? Typical. When youve been in as many battles as I have, itll take more than some pointy rocks to kill you!
By now, Meganium Mans wound had mostly healed, and he could focus properly now. He heard Scyther talking to Piloswine.
Speaking of killing IM GONNA KILL YOU NAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOO! Scyther declared, rushing for the Mayor of Mahogany Town. Piloswine backed away slowly, but just before the mantis could slice and dice him, Meganium Man snagged his right arm with a vine whip.
N-no! Scyther uttered. Meganium Man twisted the arm back with as much force as he could muster, hearing a loud crack as he broke the bugs arm. GAAAH!
Piloswine, go back to the fray! Ill deal with Scyther!
The pile o swine nodded and left Meganium Man to finish his clash with the bug Pokémons leader. Letting go of Scythers arm, the mantis brandished the left blade.
Meganium didnt even see the insect move as Scyther tackled him into a buildings wall. The impact was heavy, almost like he had been body slammed by something weighing twice as much as him. Out of shock, Meganium Man slumped to the ground. Never in his life had he been hit so intensely.
Scyther raised his left blade high, and then brought it back down towards the dinosaurs head.
The sound of steel hitting steel rang out through the city, as Beedrill rushed in just in time to block Scythers fatal blow. Meganium Man came out of his trance.
WHAT ARE YOU were Scythers last words before Beedrill drove his other spear into the mantiss head, impaling and scrambling his brain, killing him instantly. Scythers lifeless body crumbled to the floor.
Meganium winced at the violent display of defense. The bugs stopped fighting to see what had felled their King. The police, Mayors, and townsfolk alike joined them.
Whoa, was all Meganium Man could say.
Are you okay? Beedrill asked the caped crusader.
Uh, yeah, I think so, the hero replied, standing back up.
Someone was clapping as they approached the grisly scene.
Bravo, Beedrill! Bravo! You never cease to disappoint me, Butterfree complimented the wasp as she nudged her way to the frontlines, fluttering over the dead mantis.
Confused, Beedrill asked, Whatre you going on about?
The butterfly responded, Youre easier to read than a childrens book. I knew you would betray Scyther long before you even left to assassinate the police and Meganium Man. Same with killing our leader. Doing it here was the perfect opportunity to flee before anyone saw you. And now with the mantis out of the way, Im in charge!
Butterfree fluttered high above the crowd before anyone could retaliate to stop her.
And now that Im in charge, you will all get to watch as I turn the world into the perfect utopia for bug Pokémon! she declared, as she started releasing orange, paralyzing spores from her wings upon the townsfolk. Scyther wanted to use brute force. That never works! Although the parade was the perfect opportunity, it was doomed as long as Scyther was leading us. He lacked vision! A cold, calculative approach is the way to go. So, thank you, Beedrill! Without your betrayal, I couldnt have put my plan into action!
The wasp charged after her, his speared hands aimed forward. You son of a
Just before he could impale Butterfrees round body, the butterflys eyes twinkled once as she used her Confusion attack, sending a mind-shattering wave into Beedrills brain. The bee fell back to the ground, dead.
Youre too easy, Beedrill. Enjoy the afterlife!
The Pokémon were running in fear, trying to avoid the Stun Spores, running into buildings for safety. Many were left stranded in the panic, succumbing to the spores as they dug into their flesh, entered their bloodstream, and left them unable to move. The bugs were unaffected, however, but remained in the open.
Hahahaha! Run, kiddies! Run! she cheered as the spores continued to rain down.
HAIL BUTTERFREE!
Maneuvering around the spore storm, Meganium Man was daring to try and take down Butterfree through any means necessary. He refused to go after her another day.
Oh, how cute! The masked man himself wants to perish by my hand! Very well!
Her eyes flashed a variety of colors as a long wave of technicolor circles blitzed towards Meganium Man. Jumping behind the float based on Violet City, the Psybeam attack was rendered ineffective against it.
Hiding isnt going to save you, Meganium Man! Only death will!
Discreetly, she fluttered over to the float, perching herself on the summit of the Bell Tower replica, which was still tall. Peering over the side, one of the heros vines shot up and smacked her face. Meganium Mans punch was an admittedly decent one, for a vine. Butterfree stumbled off her perch and into the Mayors seat, as Meganium climbed aboard to join her for the final battle.
Yeah, take that! Meganium Man declared. He pulled the lever in front of the seat with another vine whip, activating the float. It started moving forward.
Butterfree wasnt one to waste time; Meganium Man saw her eyes twinkle once.
Uh-oh! he uttered, as he turned around and jumped off the front of the float, lying down on the ground.
So your whole plan to defeat me involved killing yourself? Good job! Butterfree mocked as she approached the front, to make sure Meganium Man hadnt tried anything sneaky. Everyone else who resists me could learn a thing or two from you!
WHAP! A vine whip lashed out from the left side of the float, shoving Butterfree to the right and over the edge. Meganium Man had tricked her: by resting in the middle of underneath the float, he avoided the wheels by miles. He saw Butterfrees shadow at the front of it, which was his cue for his sneak attack.
Horrific crunching sounds invaded his ear as the floats front wheel ran over Butterfree. Meganium Man quickly returned to the float, pulling the lever and shutting it off. Scythers and Butterfrees loyal subjects looked on in horror at their leaders mangled bodies. They had no leader now.
Despite wanting to confirm it, Meganium Man knew nobody could survive what happened to Butterfree. The police and townsfolk who watched the struggle from inside buildings came out to see the aftermath of the war.
Jeez, Chief Zangoose solemnly uttered. Arrest the bugs.
His officers went to work incapacitating the insects and hauling them away, while groups of three removed Scyther, Beedrill and Butterfree from the premises.
Meganium Man hopped down to report to the Chief.
Chief, I-Im sorry, I never wanted
Zangoose gave the hero a sorrowful look. Its fine, lad. You did what you felt was right.
After a pause, Meganium Man added, So this is how Johtos three hundredth birthday will be remembered. A day of bloodshed.
So it would seem. Look at it this way, though: you stopped those buggers.
The Chansey who worked at the Pokémon Center was going around checking on the victims of Butterfrees Stun Spore attack.
Well, the good news is, theyll all be fine! she told the Chief. I can get them all fixed up at the Pokémon Center.
Thats great news, lass. Hop to it!
Chief Zangoose and Meganium Man walked around town, realizing that what transpired would be more famous than the milestone.
Mulling it over wont do us any good, Meganium Man. Trust me, I wish this happened tomorrow, but not today.
It was such a cunning plot. Even if they lost, the bugs knew the battle and aftermath would destroy the celebration.
Zangoose nodded. The world is a harsh place, lad. Things happen in it we cant do anything about until its too late. We didnt start the fire, but we sure can douse it.
The two of them stood at the border of Goldenrod City and Route 34, looking down the grassy road.
So, whats next for you? Zangoose asked the hero.
I think Im just gonna go home for now.
Dyou need a ride?
Meganium Man replied, No, no. Ive got a lot of thinking to do.

The End of Episode #2!

Re: Meganium Man, Season 1!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2015-02-02 20:54:04

Meganium Man #3: Would?
A full 3 weeks had passed since the chaos in Goldenrod City. Scythers and Butterfrees army were arrested and awaiting trial, all of them facing jail time for the assault. The corpses of the mantis, the butterfly, and Beedrill had been buried. Beedrill was given a small heros burial for his treachery against Scyther which, despite having serious consequences, nonetheless was considered ballsy. Zangooses words, not mine.
Nobody had seen Meganium Man since the fiasco. Chief Zangoose was the last Pokémon to talk to him before the vigilante returned to New Bark Town for rest and to think. Everything that had transpired that fateful Tuesday shook his faith in himself; despite taking down Butterfree, the act itself was what rattled him. He had never killed another Pokémon before, and didnt want to do it again.
The dinosaur was sitting in his living room, eating a bowl of cereal and watching TV, as usual. He couldnt bear to watch the news that morning, but it was the first thing he saw after turning on his telly. Kricketune and Quilava were at their desks, reporting on the catastrophe.
This just in: DELELELELE WHOOOOOOOOOOP! Kricketune reported.
Now for the real story, Quilava began. It was just three weeks ago the Johto region turned three hundred, but, as many know, the day was far from celebratory. In the wake of the events, the hero who stopped Butterfree, Meganium Man, has not been available for comment.
Back at the Violet City police station, Chief Zangoose was watching the report in his office. He was leaning back in his chair, feet stretched out on his desk.
The mongoose huffed to himself. We could really use him right now.
Girafarig, the giraffe Pokémon with a head on each end, walked into the Chiefs office. Sir?
Zangoose turned to face her. Thisd better be good news.
Trembling, the giraffe replied, N-no, far from it. Quagsire is reporting that his son has gone missing, as well.
For crying out loud! her superior barked, getting out of his chair. How does this keep happening?!
Quagsire said, when he went to wake his son up for school, he wasnt in his bedroom. Sir, thats the fifth child taken in such a sort amount of time.
Pinching the gap between his eyes, Zangoose replied, I know, lass. We still dont know how the two on Route 30 were taken.
Should I put out an APB?
Yes, for sure. This has to stop.
Yes, Sir, Girafarig said, leaving Zangooses office. The Chief looked at his phone, worried about making a certain call. Its just his luck someone goes around kidnapping the polices children just after what happened in Goldenrod City. His force was stretched to its limit trying to get everything back to the way it was, and then this happens.
He picked up the phone to call Meganium Man.
Harleys phone rang several times before he picked it up. Checking the number, he saw it was from the precinct. With a vine whip, he grabbed the phone and brought it over to the right side of his face.
Hello, he solemnly said.
Zangoose went right to business. I dont suppose youd be up for helping us again, would you?
Tripping over his words, Harley couldnt get out a response and instead stammered for a few seconds. Stopping, the dinosaur took a moment to collect his thoughts.
Chief, uh, maybe Im not the right Pokémon for the job.
Whatre you talkin about? You handled the situation in Goldenrod masterfully.
But I murdered someone. I dont think I can do that again.
Chief Zangooses suspicion was confirmed. Lad, if it helps, Im going to make sure you never have to again. But I want to say something: you shouldve known the risks before you donned the mask. Zangooses voice became demanding. You shouldve known it doesnt happen like in superhero movies, where the villain just gives up after getting thrown in jail. It happens, and theres nothing anyone can do about it.
He heard Harley sigh on the other end. The dinosaur was staring off into space, unable to properly focus.
Will you at least hear whats happening before saying no?
After a long pause, Harley replied, Okay.
Some sick wacko is going around kidnapping the policemens and womens children. One of them was taken from their bedroom while asleep.
There was a knock on his office door. Chief Zangoose turned to see Meganium Man, looking shaken up, but desperately trying to appear confident. The dinosaur had a stern look on his face; it was a shock compared to when they first met, where Meganium Man looked happy as a clam. Meganium Man was still bruised from the battle with Scyther and his cape had a large cut in it, but his wounds were starting to heal.
Whoa.
Whats this I hear about missing children? asked the caped crusader, his voice deathly serious as he walked into Zangooses office.
The Chief hung up the phone, a chill running up his spine when he heard the dinosaurs tone.
Y-yes, like I said, many of our forces children have been kidnapped.
But just your children? Nobody elses?
Zangoose shook his head. Nope. Whoevers doing this has got a bone to pick with us. The worst part is, we have no leads.
Meganium Man touched his chin with the tip of a vine whip, like he was thinking. Is there anything we could use to our advantage? Like where they disappeared? Any potential witnesses, things like that?
Zangoose repeated that Quagsires son, Wooper, was taken from his bedroom while asleep. The children of officers Furret, Camerupt, and Golem were snatched while playing on Route 30, which was southeast of Violet City and neighbored Cherrygrove City. Girafarigs daughter had been taken while at her schools playground.
Meganium Man had one question to ask: How did nobody see this?
The Chief replied, Aside from Quagsires case, they happened in broad daylight, so youd think at least one Pokémon wouldve noticed. But they were just pulled into the ground, and that was all she wrote.
Meganium Man tried to imagine the scenario, but it still made no sense.
Camerupt, Furret and Golem state it happened in the blink of an eye, so whoever did the deed did it fast.
Constable Quagsire stood in the doorway of the Chiefs office. Sir, theres been another one.
Oh, no, Zangoose huffed. What happened?
Well, officer Porygon-Z was with his child when it happened. Hes trying to fill out a report right now.
Chief Zangoose told Meganium Man to follow him, and the duo headed down the hall to find the corrupted beaker bird hovering at a table with a police report in from of him. Porygon-Zs torso was spinning around erratically, like normal, but it wasnt writing anything down.
The mongoose pulled the report away and sat down in the chair across from the bird. What happened, lad? How did it happen?
Porygon-Zs voice was highly mechanical and rippled, like it was being spoken through a voice box. I do not know. I was taking him out to breakfast, when suddenly he was gone. He just vanished into thin air.
So you came here first? Meganium Man asked.
No. I went looking for him myself, blasting the ground with a Tri-Attack out of desperation. But there were no traces of him!
Zangoose and Meganium reeled back in their seats.
Just what kind of guy are we dealing with? Meganium Man asked the Chief.
The window behind Porygon-Zs seat was shattered when a rock was thrown through it, landing on the table. A piece of paper was strapped to the rock with an elastic band. Zangoose picked it up and took out the paper, which read:

$1,000,000
or
THE KIDS DIE

Zangooses and Meganium Mans eyes widened in fear.
Gliscor! the Chief called out. The blue, vampiric scorpion bat was at the front desk when he heard his named being barked. Gliscor flew over to the Chief.
Yessir?
He was given the note.
Take this to the forensics lab and scan the note for fingerprints. Now!
Yessir, Gliscor said before turning away and leaving for the lab.
Returning to his office, Zangoose picked up the phone to make a call. He pressed the fifth button on the phones speed dial.
Whore you calling? Meganium Man asked.
A detective.
The phone rang several times, but there was no answer. Instead, the answering machine picked up.
Youve reached the office of Detective Flygon! Leave a message at the beep.
Beep!
Yeah, hi Flygon, its Zangoose. We got a real nasty situation goin on here, and badly need your assistance. Several children have gone missing and none of us can get any leads on who might be taking em. Gimme a call back the instant you get this message.
He hung up the phone and turned to tell Meganium Man something, but when he faced the dinosaur, Zangoose saw the familiar dragon walking down the hall to the mammals office. Detective Flygon was no ordinary Flygon, for he was shiny. The dragonflys thick, green antennae were blue instead of dark green, and his goggles and wing brims were orange instead of red.
The detective sauntered into Zangooses office.
How does this happen twice in one day? the Chief asked, referring to Flygons and Meganium Mans ridiculously short arrival times.
Chief! How longs it been? Four, five years? Flygon asked.
Somethin like that. Look, theres somethin real wicked at work.
I heard, Chief. This is a real vile criminal, for sure. He removed a pen and paper from hammerspace, ready to jot down necessary information.
Zangoose took the detective around the precinct to interview the parents whose children had disappeared. The worrisome bunch repeated their stories to the green dragonfly, who feverishly wrote down everything they told him. He was baffled that nobody saw the kidnapper, which quickly ruled out large Pokémon like Steelix as the culprit. If the children were pulled into the ground at such speeds, it was possible a Dugtrio could be behind it, but that doesnt explain how nobody would notice their child being pulled under.
Sounds like a ghost type to me, Meganium Man said. Flygon and Zangoose nodded in silent agreement.
Personally, Id like to talk to the witnesses, stated Flygon. He asked Meganium Man, Want to come with? The more the merrier.
Shrugging, Meganium Man followed the dragon out the door.

Meganium Man and Flygon started out by heading to Girafarigs school in southern Violet City. Although it was recess when they arrived, all the kids were staying close to the school, leaving the playground vacant. The two approached the supervisor, an Azumarill, who eyed them suspiciously. She ambled up to them before they got to the doors.
May I help you? she asked, her eyes flicking from the superhero to the detective.
Flygon produced an ID card from hammerspace which indicated he was a private detective. Azumarill scrutinized it, then appeared to relax.
Were investigating the disappearances of the polices children, Flygon explained as he tucked his ID away. I understand that Girafarig Jr. was on school grounds when she was taken?
Azumarill swallowed hard and stepped between them, guiding them to the playground.
She was, Azumarill began. Shortly after being dropped off, a hand reached up through the ground, grabbed one of her legs and pulled her through the ground.
They arrived at the playground. Meganium Man got an eerie feeling from looking at it. The swings were barely moving in the light breeze, their chains rattling faintly. Looking around, he noticed a disturbance in the stones that had been laid down.
It was shaped like a giraffe with a head on each end.
Not too far away from that, he saw a hole that had been dug up, then filled in. It had been done so recently. Possibly this morning? He wondered, and decided to ask.
Oh. One of the groundskeepers, Sandslash, tried to figure out what happened amid the commotion. He burrowed underground in pursuit of whoever kidnapped her, but didnt get far. There were no tunnels down there and he has no idea where they could have gone.
Flygon said to Meganium Man, I think your ghost theory has merit.
Next they ventured out to the long, hilly Route 30. Standing atop the highest hill in the valley, they could see Cherrygrove City and the lake. Flygon took in the beautiful scene while at the same time trying to figure out where to start. Plenty of Pokémon were coming and going up and down its hills, but stopping them all and asking if they saw what happened seemed like a waste of time.
He snapped his fingers, then motioned for Meganium Man to follow. The walked south a little ways, to a spot that, as far as Meganium Man could tell, was completely arbitrary. There was nothing special about it, but there was something in Flygons eyes that told him the dragon had caught on to something. Suddenly he stopped, pointing at the windswept grass.
Right here. They were taken right here.
How can you tell? asked the superhero.
Flygon, now airborne, guided Meganium Man a couple feet further to a spot where the earth had been burned from below, as if a volcano erupted by the lava couldnt breach the surface. The glass was black and red, but there was nothing to indicate where Numel, Camerupts son, had been taken. It was as if hed tried to put up a fight or leave some kind of clue behind. Flygon said this exact thought and continued to look around, eyeing the dense forest beyond them.
Were going to need more manpower if we head out there, Meganium Man said.
I concur, Flygon said, feeling a bit helpless. Lets head back to the station and let Zangoose know about this.

Returning to Zangooses office to look over the details, Meganium Man, Flygon, and the police chief were still without any concrete clues to the culprit or where the kids were.
Thats six children in few days, Meganium Man observed. Zangoose, did you recognize the writing on the note?
Flygon turned his head to the chief. What note?
Zangoose explained that a note attached to a rock had been thrown in through the window, and Gliscor was examining it for fingerprints.
One million dollars? Really? the detective asked, shocked.
Yup. The station, maybe even the force, would go bankrupt.
Whoevers behind this mustve known that, Flygon commented. Did he say where to deliver the money?
Half of the children were abducted on Route 30, near the pond, Meganium Man replied. So they might be expecting it there.
So we have a destination, but what about the money? asked the chief.
Its a tall order, but its certainly doable, the detective said. Wait! Ive got an idea! Was there a time of delivery requested on the note?
Nope, just the demand.
Gliscor swooped into the room, his pincers covered in latex gloves. He was holding the note in his right claw.
Sorry, Chief, notes clean. No marks.
Zangoose muttered, Figures, under his breath.
When Gliscor left, Flygon asked, How heavy dyou reckon a million dollars is?

Zangoose finished stashing the last package of blank white paper into the red leather suitcase. Each package had 500 sheets, and four in total had been slipped into the bag, giving it some weight that each of them guessed was how heavy a suitcase stuffed with a million bucks would be.
Thats the last of it! the Chief said.
Are you sure this will work, Flygon? asked Meganium Man.
Its not supposed to work the way you think. We just need to get the kidnapper out in the open.
Night had taken over the Johto region, and it was time for Meganium Man, Chief Zangoose, and Detective Flygon to leave for Route 30. Flygon went ahead, soaring high above them towards Route 30s southernmost pond, while the superhero and chief followed.
You ready for this? Zangoose asked Meganium Man. He nodded.
In this instance, I am. Whoevers doing this deserves whats coming to them.
Their mood was somber, the unknown statuses of the missing children weighing heavily on their minds. It was unfortunate, but the parents were admitting the worst may have happened to their children. Zangoose had granted them early dismissal that day just in case, and refused to let any of them come until they had found out what happened.
Walking down Route 30, the road was alive with the chirping of Hoothoot and the nattering of Rattata. A light breeze blew Meganium Mans cape behind him as he and Zangoose walked to the pond. They could hear Poliwag bouncing around in the water in the distance.
Upon reaching the pond, Zangoose set the briefcase down beside a neighboring tree, and then he and Meganium Man left to hide somewhere. Flygon was high above the ground, and swooped down to join them as they hid in the woods.
Any signs? Meganium Man asked the dragon.
None.
They waited and watched the briefcase, eager to take down whoever the kidnapper was.
A shadow crept into their view, but none of them could see who it belonged to. Not even Flygons goggles could amplify what the shadow was attached to, which meant it was not a regular Pokémon. The shadow approached the briefcase, and then, to their shock, emerged from the grass.
It was a Haunter.
Chief, is that–? Flygon started to ask.
It is.
Haunter floated up from the ground and sauntered up to the suitcase, having a quick look around to see if someone was nearby. His eyes couldnt see a whole lot, and had no idea that he was being watched.
The ghosts disembodied right hand reached out for the briefcases handle, which was Zangooses time to strike. He stormed out from the woods, sights locked on the kidnapper.
Wait! Meganium Man called out, but the chief had already taken off.
There goes the plan.
Haunter could hear footsteps rushing in from behind and turned to face the Pokémon rushing towards him. Zangoose struck dead on with his black, metal claws, slashing the gaseous ghosts face. Two visible, red cut lines stretched across Haunters big, white eyes.
Gah! the ghost grunted, floating aback.
Zangoose snarled, You! Where are the kids?
Meganium Man and Detective Flygon stepped out from their hiding place to join the chief and the kidnapper.
Haunter opened his eyes when he heard the voice; he recognized it.
Oh, Chief Zangoose. I thought those claws felt familiar.
The chief struck again, this time even harder, using the night as his energy. Shadowy tails followed his claws as he lashed out. He swatted Haunter aside, knocking him against the tree.
Ill ask you once more: where have you hidden the children? Zangoose loomed over his enemy, claws ready to deliver a killing blow.
Getting up, Haunter replied, Chill, Chief. The runts are fine and dandy.
Chill? barked Zangoose as he prepared to strike again, raising his arms. Meganium Man and Flygon pulled the chief back.
How do you two know each other? Meganium Man asked.
This little maggot used to be a part of my force, Chief Zangoose explained. But he was too enthusiastic about accepting bribes. So I fired him.
The caped crusader and dragonfly let go of Zangooses arms.
We all gotta make a living somehow, Zangoose.
Which is why youre asking for one million dollars. You wanted to bankrupt the police department, prying on every parents biggest fear to do so, Flygon added.
Haunter tapped the area between his eyes with a finger twice. Good job, Detective Obvious. I knew youd all comply with my demand once I had the perfect bait, since itd be foolish to put your offsprings lives in danger.
Flygon was staring up at the stars, his head just slightly raised to do so.
That one. That onell do nicely.
Fine, Haunter. You got the money. Now, take us to the children, Meganium Man demanded.
But the disgraced cop was nobodys fool except his own. Floating over to the briefcase, he flipped open its two bronze clasps, the lid opening up like a door. The stacks of paper fell onto the grass.
Money. Right. What kind of idiot do you take me for? I knew you would try to trick me, and thats why I came prepared.
He reached into the ground with his right hand, pulling out Girafarigs daughter from what seemed to be just underground. The youngling was shivering and whimpering. Haunter pulled her close and created a baseball-sized ball of shadowy mist in his left hand.
One move and the calf gets it! he warned.
You wouldnt dare, Meganium Man replied, stepping forward. Shes collateral. Putting her life in danger is a detriment to your plan.
Haunter looked aside, trying to understand what the dinosaur was implying.
No, no, I specifically said in my note that unless I get a million bucks, the children are going to die. I really couldnt have made it any clearer.
But you didnt put a deadline for when the cash was to be delivered. You knew the police would do anything to ensure their childrens safety, which is why you left out that little detail, Flygon deduced.
With that in mind, you have no choice but to let Girafarig go. Not doing so cancels the deal, and you will face justice for this act, added Zangoose.
Haunter hummed over what was being explained to him. No, I dont! he replied, turning his attention to the calf. The ghost was ready to launch the shadow ball at her, which would kill her instantly if it was strong enough.
Girafarigs back head, which even at her young aged bared dangerously sharp fangs, bit down on Haunters gassy hide, sinking its razor sharp teeth into his wispy form. It sounded like the fangs were digging into plastic wrap.
Haunter howled as Girafarig Jr. pulled away from the ghost, rushing over to her rescuers. Whatever! I have several more of you where you came from!
Flygons orange goggles flashed brightly, focusing his raw draconian influence on a car-sized comet close to Earth. The previously aimlessly floating debris barreled its way towards Route 30, becoming coated in blue flames as it breached the Earths atmosphere. It was hurdling towards them at ultrasonic speeds, and was on a crash course for the kidnapper.
Haunter reached down to the ground again, but one of Meganium Mans vines grabbed the wrist. At the same time, the dinosaur lunged toward the ghost and socked him with the other vine.
It was a hard blow and stars exploded in Haunters vision. He lashed out with his free hand in a backhanded strike, clipping the superhero on the side of the head. While Haunter spun back around, he formed another Shadow Ball in his other hand. Coming face to face with his opponent, he immediately launched it, but Meganium Man ducked and his projectile swooped over Meganium Mans head.
As Meganium Man came out of his ducking position, he body slammed Haunter to the ground, forcing all his weight into the attack. Once Meganium Man was satisfied that Haunter was subdued, he peeled himself off the ghost, who now saw the fate that was about to literally befall him.
All he could do was scream.
Zangoose, Flygon and Meganium Man were high-tailing it back to Violet City with Girafarig Jr. in tow, stopping halfway up the hill to watch the spectacle unfold.
Flygons Draco Meteor crashed into Haunter, pounding him into the ground. Large clumps of dirt and rock were thrown every which way as the comet embedded itself into the earth. The trio watched to make sure it crushed Haunter, Girafarig Jr. turning away, unable to watch. It sounded like a thousand cannon balls had been dropped on the planet when the comet made impact. The suitcase was destroyed in the crash, for those wondering.
And that was all she wrote for Haunter. Although still alive, the ghost couldnt move his fingers, or any other part of his body, even the portions that werent buried beneath the giant rock. The impact had completely paralyzed him. Zangoose called the police station to arrest Haunter, telling Seviper their location and where the comet was. Once Seviper and Officer Druddigon arrived, Zangoose asked Girafarig Jr., Lass, can you tell us where hed stashed you and the others?
Weakly nodding, she took the duo to the northeast end of Route 31, leading them to a dilapidated house surrounded by trees. The house was one floor, was made of yellow bricks and had a mauve roof. Upon reaching its front door, Meganium Man kicked it open to find the missing children huddled in a corner, cold and hungry. All five of them were present. The trio exchanged joyous glances.
Chief Zangoose made a phone call to the worried parents with his PokéGear, informing them of the happy news. Excited cheers and shouts rang out from the other line, the ones from Quagsire very, very shriek.
Soon, every child had been collected from the house and taken back home. Meganium Man, Flygon, and Zangoose returned to the station immediately after to file a report on Haunter. The chief had given the parents an extended break to spend time with their children, to help them get better after the trauma, and in general, relax.
While lounging in Zangooses office, drinking coffee and going over what happened in the standoff, Meganium Man asked Flygon, Howd you know that would work?
I didnt, really. Actually, I might notve done it at all, depending on how the rest of the encounter went down. It just boiled down to chance.
Its hard to believe someone would go to such extremes just for money, observed the caped crusader.
Yeah, well, Haunter was the twisted kind. He had it coming, methinks, the chief commented.
Maybe dropping a piece of space junk on him was a bit much, but sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do, Meganium Man added.
Half an hour went by before Detective Flygon got up to leave. Well, gents, it was nice working with you. May our paths cross again!
Same to you, detective, Zangoose replied. Flygon left the station and flew away somewhere. Meganium Man was the next to leave, but before the sauropod walked out the door, Zangoose stopped him.
Before you go, I need to know something: what made you change your mind?
Meganium Man shrugged. I dont know, chief. I really dont know. Maybe its because the circumstances were different. Missing kids, possibly being harmed, I wish I had an answer. But I dont. Some things just get your attention and you gotta do something about it.
Zangoose nodded, understanding where the vigilante was coming from. The explanation reminded him of why he became a police officer in the first place.
So, are you gonna stick around? Or is Meganium Man done?
As long as filth like Haunter exist, Ill be there to wipe the streets clean. Good day, Chief. Ill let you get back to work now.
Zangoose waved goodbye to Meganium Man as the dinosaur returned to the city streets to fight crime.

Haunter churned about in his cell. He could still float freely, and his wounds were starting to heal, but it was impossible to get out of his cell. The walls were made of a special kind of glass that negated his ghostly powers, rendering escape impossible. He could hurl all the Shadow Balls in the world at it, and they wouldnt even leave a scratch. These sorts of walls were always used, depending on the Pokémons type.
The ghost tackled the wall, but he just bounced off it and hit the ground. GAH!
Getting up and floating over to his cells bed, Haunter made a vow of vengeance against Zangoose, Flygon, and Meganium Man.
Youre all gonna get yours. Mark my bleeding words, this whole REGION will get what it deserves.
Umbreon, one of the prison guards, heard Haunters little spiel. The black catlike animal approached his cell.
Is there a problem, Haunter?
EEK! the ghost uttered when he saw the dark type standing outside his room. Haunter retreated under the bed sheets, and Umbreon went back to standing guard.
Silly ghost, Umbreon chuckled.

The End of Episode #3!

Re: Meganium Man, Season 1!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2015-02-05 17:03:04

I just noticed that the entire episode didn't get posted. Sorry!

Meganium Man #4: Gang Related
The streets can be a scary place at night. Its when the beasts and goblins come out to do the Monster Mash, when petty crime lords emerge from societys underbelly to do their shady jobs, and, in this instance, when gangs make it their turf.
Ecruteak City is smack dab in the northern middle of the Johto region, home to a majority of the regions history. Famously, it is home to the Brass and Tin Towers, the former of which destroyed in a fire when a lightning bolt struck it a long, long, long time ago. To this day, the charred, ruinous building still smells of pungent smoke which would choke anyone who entered its now nonexistent doors.
Well, almost anyone.
Anyone whos seen a 1950s movie or Police Academy 2 knows that ruffians like to make their hideouts the seediest of places. This episode is no exception.
Despite the noxious conditions of the burned tower, anyone willing to take the risk of dying from some kind of cancer is more than welcome to try and make it their home. When the fire was doused by a rainstorm, Pokémon such as Koffing, Weezing and Magmar did just that, the formers natural gasses turning the already dreadful living conditions into utterly hostile. Magmars hellish heat turned its smoky warmth into what felt like an industrial furnace. The floors are covered in holes, including the basement. Nobody knows where the basement pits go to, but nobody wants to find out.
But some Pokémon are into that sort of thing. Especially in the case of a certain rat and his chums who have since made it their quarters.
Heheh, boss! Boss! chortled Poliwhirl, the swirl on his belly rotating a few times. Whatre we gonna do next, huh? Huh?
Iunno, Raticate replied lazily. He, like the rest of the gang, was wearing a black leather jacket. The middle whisker on the left side of his rodent face had been cut in half from a previous scuffle, and his fur was ratty and unkempt. The rats leather jacket had stringy shreds hanging off the shoulders that draped down to his long, whip-like tail. Anyone know of a place deservin a good whack?
The rest of the gang shrugged in indifference.
I-erra, have an idear, piped up Bagon, a little blue creature with three, grey ridges covering the top of his head. His jacket lacked sleeves, and he had the most unusual speech mannerisms. Why dont we-err, attack New Bark Town? His voice was almost monotonic.
New Bark? asked Raticate, whimsically. New Bark! Wow, thats a name I aint heard in forever. Hyuk! Lets do it!
Raichu, the orange rodent with a tail tipped like a lightning bolt, looked up to the hole in the above floor. No light was coming through the shattered windows or any of the buildings many holes.
Eh, you sure bout that, boss? I think its nighttime, asked the rodent.
Why not? We dont work on a set schedule. Our bikes got lights.
Aighty, then! Raichu replied. The gang headed to the back of the room, where their motorcycles were stashed. All of them (barring Bagon, who instead rode with Poliwhirl) drove around on black motorcycles, because that was the cool thing to do in the 1970s. It worked for Meat Loaf and Rob Halford, didnt it?
Now all revved up with someplace to go, Raticate was the first to depart from the tower, driving up an uneven pathway he and his goons had set up along the walls when they wanted out of the Brass Tower. He blitzed through the doorway and into Ecruteaks streets, with Raichu not too far behind. Behind the mouse were Poliwhirl and Bagon, behind them the otter-with-a-yellow-floatation-device Floatzel, and behind him the blue, robed fighter Sawk. A few more Pokémon the ferocious Vigoroth, the hardy Golem (who rolled instead of riding a bike), and last but not least, the fists-for-ears rabbit Diggersby joined the group on their upcoming rampage.
The snarling of motorcycle engines wove throughout the antiquated city, as anyone who was awake knew there was trouble afoot. Cackling like schizophrenic hyenas, Raticate and his gang made tracks for New Bark Town, unaware of what awaited them in the quaint city. As they drove, the group talked to each other in wild cacophony that nobody could understand, but they pretended to anyway before going back to howling with laughter.
They veered left at Route 36 to enter Violet City, where the police station was. As the cyclists laughed, Zangoose, perturbed by the noises, stood in the doorway to watch the gang zoom by.
Its ten at night! he hollered to them. Idiots.
Raticate and his group didnt hear the Chiefs insult and kept on driving to New Bark Town, ready to raise hell, smash stuff, and call everyone stupid. The streetlights guided them to their destination; anyone in their way was forced to dive out of their path or risk getting trampled by the wheels and/or Golem. Reaching into his coat pocket, Raticate pulled out his trench knife, a weapon with a curved blade and a D-shaped guard that protects the knuckles. It was his favorite thing in the entire world, and if anyone dared to take it from him, theyd be sorry.
There-erra, it is! Bagon shouted as they drew closer to the towns entrance.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAW! Raticate cheered upon entering New Bark Town. Right away, he and the others drove around in a wide circle in the towns middle, like they usually did before wreaking havoc. As Golem spun around, he sent rocks and pebbles flying every which way, shattering windows and lodging them in the metal mailboxes. Aight boys! Lets paint the town red!
They broke the circle and started going after whatever they felt like. Poliwhirl picked up a metal garbage can and chucked it through a window belonging to a house on the southwest side of town, then drove somewhere else.
Golem rolled into a streetlights pole, tearing it from its foundations and toppling it over onto Route 29. Raticate was hanging back, watching the chaos unfold. He had the tip of his trench knife touching his free hands index finger, and twirled the blade slightly. Raichu aimed a Thunderbolt attack at a house near the lake, hitting its satellite antenna. CRA-KOW! A loud, quaking thunderclap rolled through the town.
In the midst of the lunacy, the daring hero appeared, standing on his houses roof.
STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM! Meganium Man declared. His cape was blowing in the wind, even though there was no wind to do so. The gang stopped their antics to face the caped crusader.
Hows about you make us? Raticate dared, driving forward. Theres nine of us and only one of you!
Accepting the challenge, Meganium Man jumped down from his roof, landing in the streets with a minor thud! He was not used to such movements; his feet gave out right as he landed, and the dinosaur fell over.
GAHAHAHAHAAAAA! Raticate and company laughed, their howling shrill as ever.
What the heck was that?! Vigoroth wondered, his voice always sounding enraged.
Man, that was-erra, stupid!
What kind of hero cant get the basic jump-from-rooftop move down? Golem mocked.
Undeterred from these insults, Meganium Man got back up, ready to protect his town. He shook off the dirt and paid his minor injury no mind.
Instantly, Raticate and his cronies started homing in on him, staying close to corner him at the lake leading to Tohjo Falls. The hero had no intentions of going down without a fight, but before either side could make a move
He said, stop right there, criminal scum! shouted a womans voice from behind. Looking back, Raticate, Meganium Man, and the gang members saw a Typhlosion standing on the rooftop of the house Poliwhirl attacked. Her flame collar was much more wild than usual, and curled down like a cloak, even draping around her arms and hiding them. Typhlosion was wearing a black mask around her eyes, and black gloves and boots; these were her only disguise other than her flames.
And if you dont, well make ya! hollered another voice, this one a mans. A Feraligatr clad in body armor and a knights helmet was standing on the roof of Professor Elms research lab, at the northwest of town.
Typhlosion jumped off the roof and turned into a ball of fire, landing just inches away from the gang. Feraligatr hopped off the labs rooftop to join her.
Who are you two nimrods? Raticate asked in disbelief.
It cant be! Harley thought to himself.
Typhlosion declared, I am Typhlosion the Triumphant! Defender of the meek!
Feraligatr puffed out his chest and announced, I am Fighter Feraligatr! Guardian of the helpless!
Diggersby observed, Those titles need lots o work.
Its an ambush! Raticate exclaimed. Youre heroes, wheres your sense of honor?
Theres nothing honorable about petty thugs like you, Raticate! Typhlosion retorted. Now, get out of here, or else youll be leaving in a hearse.
Oh, jeez, it is.
The rat had been threatened before, but never like that. He clenched his knife tightly, wondering if he should strike or not. Instead, he tucked it back in his jacket.
Fine, you win this round! But well be back! Raticate vowed, revving the bike. Putting the pedal to the metal, the rodent veered around the echidna and alligator, heading down Route 29. His buddies took after him once again, bummed that their rampage had ended so soon.
After making sure nobody was within earshot, Feraligatr asked, You okay, Harley?
*****
Wow, whats it been? Six, seven years since I saw you guys last? Harley asked, now out of costume. He, Typhlosion, and Feraligatr were in a diner in Cherrygrove City, drinking coffee and eating a late night snack.
At least, replied Feraligatr, taking a sip of his coffee.
That was quite a way to reunite, added Typhlosion. And I thought you were the cautious one. She pointed to the sauropod. Both of them had since taken off their uniforms, like Harley did.
So what made you come back? I thought you two moved to different regions.
Shrugging, Feraligatr replied, When we heard about all the insanity Meganium Man had gotten into, we couldnt believe it and had to see it for ourselves. I know every kid dreams of doing that, but you dont hear of them actually doing it that often.
Typhlosion nodded in agreement, but added, He should really watch himself, though. The fiasco in Goldenrod City would shake even the most hardened Pokémon.
Harley avoided Typhlosions statement, refusing to explain his actions in the city. After taking a bite of his brownie, he asked, Why did you two, yknow?
We felt inspired by what he did and wanted to see if we could pull it off, Feraligatr answered.
Hang on, Vic, thats not entirely true. The timing was more if a coincidence, really. But the inspiration part is true, Typhlosion replied.
The dinosaur felt warm and fuzzy inside, but had doubts over his influence on them. Although the trio played superhero often as children, Harley was actually living it. What Vic the Feraligatr and Ari the Typhlosion said really made him see it in a different light. Before, Harley donned the mask and cape out of boredom. Now, Meganium Man was a way of life.
At that point, he had an idea.
How would you guys like to help me take down that gang?
Youre really not the same Pokémon we grew up with, Vic whimsically said.
To Harley, that was a yes. Ari didnt respond, but he knew shed be up for it. The Typhlosion was the adventurous one of their group, taking them down previously uncharted paths of Route 29, 30, and 31. Even as a Cyndaquil, Ari was a hothead. Vic, well, was sort of the glue that kept the trio together. He had a good head on his shoulders and wasnt as prone to taking risks as Ari, but it didnt take much to convince him that cave really doesnt have electric types, for real.
Oh, man, this is gonna be awesome! Vic cheered.
Well need a plan, though. Im not even sure where theyre from, Harley cautioned.
How about we follow their tire tracks? Thatll take us right to them, Ari replied.
Or just follow the scent, Vic added, jokingly.
The answer, a mind bogglingly simple one, hit them all at once.
Or ask the other witnesses!
Harley left a $20 bill on the table, and the trio ducked out of the diner.
******
Once again in costume, Meganium Man, Typhlosion the Triumphant and Fighter Feraligatr went around Cherrygrove City, asking everyone if they saw where Raticate and his pals were going. An easy answer: Route 30. The motorcycles roaring woke up most of the citizens, who saw the furball and company tearing up the road.
A Donphan, an elephant like Pokémon out for a late night walk, told the trio he saw some hooligans on bikes driving towards Violet City.
They wouldnt be dumb enough to make their hideout anywhere near the police station, would they? Meganium Man asked to nobody.
Donphan answered him, Ah dun think so. But ya never know with them ruffians. Theys the spontaneous kind. They sure smelled funneh, though. All smoky and fiery and whatnot.
The trio had to think about that one.
I cant think of anywhere around here like that, Typhlosion wondered.
Unless theyre at Feraligatr trailed off, then headed further up Route 31.
Meganium Man thanked Donphan, saying, Thanks, sir! You mightve just given us the tip we need!
Aint nothin! Good luck!
Typhlosion and Meganium followed Feraligatr, who was sure of where the gang had stationed themselves. It wasnt too far from Violet City, he told his comrades. The gator was too excited to even think about stopping to tell them exactly what he was thinking.
Heading northwest up Route 36 and 37, the trio saw the looming, Tin Tower up ahead. It still looked magnificent, even three hundred something years after being constructed, illuminated by the moonlight. Standing at Ecruteak Citys and Route 37s border, Fighter Feraligatr pointed just slightly to his left.
The Burned Tower.
There? Why there? asked Typhlosion the Triumphant.
I could be wrong, but the Burned Tower is the only place I could think of that smelled like Donphan described. Smoky, fiery and whatnot.
Hiding in plain sight! Meganium Man declared, enlightened. Of course! Nobody would ever think to go inside the tower, except them.
Meganium Man led his friends to and up the Burned Towers crumbling steps, entering the smoldering skyscraper. Typhlosions fiery cape provided light for them to see inside the wretched darkness, but it alerted a certain rodent to their presence.
Hey! Is the tower on fire again? Raticate shouted from the basement. He looked up to see a familiar group standing at the edge of the hole. Oh, its you three! Scram! Weve got havoc to wreak in the morning!
Bagon joined him. Yes, erra, havoc!
Youre not gonna be wreaking anything, Raticate! Meganium Man declared. Cause were gonna stop you!
Meganium Man wrapped two vines around a piece of scaffolding above him, intending to make up for his sloppy entrance in New Bark Town. Swinging from the metal, the uneven scaffolding came loose and collapsed; Meganium Man swung, hit the basement wall, and hit the ground.
Once again, Raticate and his gang laughed like loonies at the display.
So not only did you fail to jump from your roof dynamically, you also botched the heroic swing into action move, too. What a legacy youre gonna leave behind! Raticate jeered. He stormed over to Meganium Man, who was dazed from his collision with the wall. Get up! the rat demanded, grabbing a clump of fur on the back of the dinosaurs head. Pulling up, the hero rose from the ground, covered in soot and dirt. Raichu and Floatzel had preoccupied themselves with Feraligatr, having type advantages over them respectively. Raticate removed his trench knife from his jacket.
Bagon, bored and wanting something to do, asked his leader, So-erra, whatre we gonna do-erra with him?
The rat was clutching Meganium Mans lower neck petals tight. Iunno, Bagon. Whaddya think we should do? he raised the knife to the dinosaurs neck.
I say we-erra, cut up the petals! Make nice-erra, gifts!
Raticate lost all hope in Bagon at that moment. The rat dished out an uppercut with the hand holding the knife, punching Bagons lower jaw and sending him tumbling backwards.
Hey, nice one! Meganium Man commented.
Raising the knife high, Raticate declared, Im gonna kill you!
The fight was on! While the remaining goons went to deal with Typhlosion and Feraligatr, Raticate thrust his knife straight for Meganium Mans eyes. Ducking, the steel missed the green ones face and the blade lodged itself in the walls; the building was in such poor shape, a clump of cement and plaster fell when Raticates knife stabbed the wall.
Typhlosion found out how much of a punch Bagon had despite his small size. The little dragon headbutted her with his heavy noggin, pushing her back and away from Feraligatr. Oof! she yelped. Bagons three head ridges had left a minor bruise on her stomach.
WHAP! Feraligatr swung his tail at the runt, smacking Bagon aside and tumbling over. Raichu, who had stored thousands upon thousands of volts of electricity in his cheeks, unleashed the lightning storm upon Fighter. The dazzling array of lightning bolts surged over Feraligatr in an arc, but before they could electrocute the gator, Typhlosion came to the rescue with a blast of fire she shot at Raichu. Upon hitting the electric mouse, the lightning fizzled away, and sent Raichu violently hurdling aside.
Raticate swung and lunged his knife at Meganium Man with reckless abandon, unable to land a nick on the dinosaur.
Quit moving so I can cut you!
NEVER!
Jumping into the air, Raticate spun around and swatted the hero across his face with his long, rat tail. A clear red mark was visible across Meganium Mans eyes, and the crack could be heard by everyone in the basement. Quickly retaliating, Meganium Man returned the favor when Raticate landed and slapped the rat across the face with a vine whip.
Hey, stop that! That stings, yknow! the gang leader complained.
So why should I let you hit me, but I cant hit you?
Because shut up, thats why!
Switching to something Meganium Man would have difficulty countering, Raticate dished out a punch, punching the dinosaurs upper chest, between his front legs.
Hurf!
Meganium Mans knees buckled from shock, involuntarily crouching down. This was the rats cue to punch him once more, this time in the face. Whack! Meganium Man fumbled aside from the rodents strike.
Vigoroth channeled his adrenaline into wild and frenzied attacks, swiping at Feraligatr, his claws scraping and scratching against the blue beasts armor. Chalky white lines adorned the metal, his claws digging into it and just touching Feraligatrs chest. Fighters fist lowered its temperature and was soon encased in a block of ice; the vigorous sloth was too focused to notice. It wasnt until he felt the frozen fist of Feraligatr wallop his right side that he realized something was about to happen. With a yelp, Vigoroth moved away from Feraligatr to try and recuperate, but thats Diggersby swung overhead with one of his long, bulky ear arms and brought it down on the gators noggin.
Yow! Fighter heaved as Diggersbys attack smacked him to the floor.
Golem and Floatzel were sauntering towards Typhlosion, relishing that they both had type advantages over her. Just to be cruel, Golem kicked a large, nearby stone at her, but the Triumphant jumped out of the way. The stone rolled across the ground towards the wall behind her.
Man, that was dumb. Follow my lead! Floatzel chastised Golem, firing a helically wrapped burst of water at the fiery echidna, or whatever Typhlosion is supposed to be. She booked it, moving left to dodge the water, but Floatzel followed her path. Turning around faster than the naked eye could see, Typhlosion dashed towards Floatzel in a zigzag pattern and tackled him head on, knocking him to the floor.
Desperate to get the knife out of Raticates hands, Meganium Man tried an odd maneuver and, with his right front paw, shoved the rat away. It was a flimsy sort of punch, but it worked and Raticate lost his grip on the blade, dropping it. With a vine whip, Meganium Man quickly picked it up and brought it to himself, tucking it away in hammerspace.
Cmon, Raticate! Lets fight like men! Meganium Man chortled, sauntering to the gang leader. Looking behind, the rodent saw he was behind a wall. Jump backwards and planting his feet against it, Raticate launched himself forward for the mother of all tackles, crashing into Meganium Man and knocking them both to the floor. The dinosaurs head was hanging over the edge of a pit, which was Raticates chance to climb on top of him and take hold of the green ones head, keeping it in place.
See that? See whats down there?
Uh, no.
Good! Thats where youre goin!
Before he could try and shove Meganium Man down the hole, the remains of the tower started shaking from all the attacks and beams being exchanged. The walls shook and cracks started appearing on the basement ceiling, which everybody saw.
We better get outta here! Sawk warned as a chunk of the ceiling collapsed.
Every man for himself! Raticate shouted. The Pokémon started running up the motorcycle ramp and thoughtlessly running across the crumbling first floor to get out of the building. Seconds after the last Pokémon, Bagon was out of the tower, the first floor crumbled and collapsed into the basement. The building let out a pained moan as a part of it perished. A small dust cloud seeped out from the doorway, but it didnt even reach the heroes, who stood a few feet away from its entrance stairs.
Our home! Raichu jeered.
Our bikes! Vigoroth added. Sawk smacked him upside the head.
Yeesh, Feraligatr huffed.
The group stood and looked at the still standing tower, but Raticate showed little concern for what had happened to their hideout.
Hmph. Are you happy now? he asked, turning to face the trio.
Well, uh, not really, no, Meganium Man stammered. What was the point of making your hideout such an unstable building, anyway?
There aint many other places to make one. I mean, that shop in Mahogany Town has an abandoned basement, but it isnt quite the same.
Bagon walked up to Raticate and asked, So-erra, where do we go-erra, now?
Raticate didnt have an answer to the question, but replied, Well, I guess well just find somewhere else to hang out. I hear Veilstone City has a bunch of empty warehouses.
A warehouse? Killer! Sawk exclaimed. Talking among themselves, the gang walked away from the tower towards Route 40.
Meganium Man, Fighter Feraligatr and Typhlosion the Triumphant watched blankly at the gang as they left Ecruteak.
What an odd bunch, Typhlosion said.
Really, Fighter added.
They also left Ecruteak City, heading down Route 36 and back to southern Johto.
Well, that was fun! We really should do this again, Meganium Man said to his friends.
Absolutely! The three of us could form an organization of crimefighters and call it the Justice League, or something like that! Feraligatr replied. He was later sued for copyright infringement.
But first, Meganium Man added, I could really use a vacation!
******
Nobody in Johto saw Raticate or his gang after that night, and nobody knows where they went. Except for the poor souls in Veilstone Citys Game Corner, whose staff doesnt have enough Clawitzer Cocktails to make them happy.
Daaaaa na-na-na-naaaaa, da-na-naaaaaaaaa! A slot machine played its victory chime as one of the gang members hit the jackpot once again.
WOOOOHOOOO! Sawk cheered as the coins started pouring out from the machine. Boss, checkit! Think this is enough for that Sharpedo doll?
Raticate was standing behind him, surrounded by coffee cups filled with gold coins. There were 4500 coins in total, and Sawks winnings made it 4600.
No need! Bagon said, standing in the doorway. Beside him was a large doll of a torpedo-like shark. They-erra, said theyd give it-erra, to us for free if we-erra, just left! I said-erra, sure, got the doll, and-erra, they fell for it!
SUCKERRRRS! Raticate shouted. He and his friends screeched with laughter over this ridiculous victory and went back to playing the slots.

The End of Episode #4!

Re: Meganium Man, Season 1!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2015-02-07 16:13:51

Meganium Man #5: Rawr and Stuff!
The following episode is presented to you by CAPS LOCK.
CAPS LOCK: When bolded and italicized rambling ISNT ENOUGH.

Lake of Rage has become one of Johtos most famous landmarks, but also its most dangerous. North of Mahogany Town at the end of a forest, the lake was created by a swarm of angry Gyarados, ferocious water serpents whose anger cant be tamed. In the event you encounter a calm one, the best course of action is to stop doing things, because nobody can ever tell what sets them off. Maybe they do, but the Gyarados eats them moments later.
Originally taking up less than 1/10th of Route 43, the lake has expanded over the years, and is now half as long as the path and stretches several miles down Route 44, east of Mahogany Town. Its size has not increased in over fifty years, but Mahogany Town is on high alert regardless.
This is not to say those living on the opposite end of Johto are safe. If there is any large body of water around, it could be home to a Gyarados, or possibly more. Cities have been laid to waste by their rampages, and particularly bad outbursts are why Lake of Rage has become so large.
Speaking of tangentially related details, our hero, Harley, was vacationing in Olivine City, a port town on Johtos west end. The city was famous for its lighthouse, essential for safely guiding ships to its port. An Ampharos, a yellow, bipedal sheep-like Pokémon, was responsible for the making sure boats arrived safely in the city. Being a port, Olivine City was conjoined with Johtos largest body of water.
Harley was on the border of the city and Route 40, fishing rod in his vines. Sitting back on a lounge chair, the herb Pokémon watched the waves wash up on shore. He had never fished before, and thought Olivine would be an excellent place to give it a whirl. He bought the fishing rod from an enthusiastic Krabby at the citys north side. The fishing rod was in good shape, nothing spectacular.
Enjoying the tranquility of his first day on vacation, the fishing lure suddenly pulled away from Harley.
Whoa! the dinosaur exclaimed in shock. A bite! Cool!
Holding the rod in his left vine, he started turning the reel with his right, excited at seeing the brain dead face of a Magikarp the dinosaur likely caught. There was almost no resistance as he brought in his catch, so it was certainly nothing of value.
The line touched the shore of the city, meaning Harley could collect on his haul. Maybe it wasnt a Pokémon he snagged? Maybe he snatched a rare shard of some kind, which he could trade for a nice, hefty fee. Or a shopping cart. Hed always wanted one of those.
Just before getting out of his lawn chair, Harleys catch brought itself to him. A large, red snake with a perpetually open mouth and a trident on its forehead emerged from the sea, whiskers dangling.
RAWR AND STUFF!
Uh-oh.
The Gyarados had the fishing line in its mouth, the hook caught on its inner cheek. Nearby Pokémon gathered up their things, screaming, running for the hills.
To Harley, the sea creature was larger than life, its long red torso stretching up into the heavens. He dropped the fishing rod, awestruck at Gyarados presence; it was impossible to take his eyes off the great beast.
WHO DARES TRY TO CATCH ME?! Gyarados bellowed.
Me, I guess, Harley replied, absent mindedly.
Slinking down to inspect the green Pokémon closer, Gyarados replied, YOU ARE BUT A COMMON MEGANIUM. WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO FISH FOR MY KIND?
Trembling and backing away, Harley replied, I-it was an accident! I s-swear! This was my first time f-f-fishing!
YOU CANT EVEN DIGNIFY ME WITH AN ORIGINAL RESPONSE. TELL ME: WHAT WERE YOU HOPING TO CATCH, IF NOT ME?
Uh, I dont know, a Magikarp? Harley was still somewhat absent minded.
Gyarados continued, OKAY, FINE. AND WHAT WERE YOU GOING TO DO IF YOU CAUGHT A MAGIKARP? I EVOLVE FROM THOSE, YOU KNOW.
Throw it back into the ocean, Harley replied, confident that his answer would diffuse the situation.
THROW IT BACK?! WHAT IS IT, GARBAGE? YOU INSOLENT MORSEL! JUST FOR THAT, IM GOING TO MAKE YOU WATCH AS I DESTROY THIS FINE CITY!
Closing its mouth, Gyarados snapped the fishing line in half and yanked the rod away from his enemy.
BE THANKFUL THERES ONLY ONE OF ME. I MIGHT JUST MISS SOME OF YOU IN MY ONSLAUGHT!
Pulling back, Gyarados distanced himself from the shore to breathe in for his first attack, one of the many to follow. Harley could see something orange forming in its jaws, a sure sign of death. Thinking fast, he picked up the lawn chair with his vines and hurled it at Gyarados, a move so feeble, the serpent didnt even dignify it with impact and continued moving away. The chair splashed and sank into the ocean.
Gyarados upper body violently lunged forward as an orange, sparkly beam shot out of its large mouth, instantly demolishing the deli behind Harley and continuing forward, ripping up the ground from sheer force despite being above it. The Apatosaurus watched as Pokémon fled the city, but one of them, the rock tree Sudowoodo, tripped over a rock and fell. Hyper Beam eventually fizzled out, but the snake had his eyes on the tree.
OH GOODIE! I LOVE HARD CANDY!
Dashing forward to save the walking log, Harley helped the felled Pokémon back onto its feet before attempting to escape as well. Gyarados slithered onto the smooth, stony ground as he really began his rampage, swatting over streetlights, crushing signs, and plowing through buildings. The serpent had a one track mind and kept moving to Route 39, following his prey. To him, Harley and Sudowoodo were wranglers and deserved to be devoured first.
The fleeing Pokémon went every which way on Route 39, some going straight, some heading east to Route 38 and Ecruteak City, some just running around in a blind panic.
RUN, RUN, RUN, AS FAST AS YOU CAN. YOU CANT STOP ME, CAUSE IM A GYARADOS!
Isnt that supposed to rhyme? Sudowoodo wondered.
YOU WANT IT TO RHYME? OKAY. RUN, RUN, RUN, YOU LITTLE RUNTS. YOU CANT STOP ME, IM A GYARADOS, YOU
A pin struck and lodged itself in Gyarados red skin.
OW! WHAT WAS THAT?
He looked right and saw a Corsola, the pink and white coral Pokémon, standing about half a mile away. Its back was covered in long, thick spikes of coral, and their edges looked sharper than normal. Basically, it looked like a Chansey made of Lego.
That was brave, Harley observed.
BRAVE BUT STUPID. REALLY, TRULY STUPID.
Corsola started hopping forward, her stubby legs too small to walk with. Her eyes had a sharp gaze to them, and were locked on Gyarados.
I shant let you destroy this city! she hollered.
THEN YOURE GOING TO HAVE TO DO BETTER THAN PIN MISSILE. Gyarados lightly shook his body, flinging the stuck pin to the floor. IF I HAD A HEALTH BAR, IT WOULDNT HAVE DECREASED AT ALL. THATS HOW PATHETIC THAT ATTACK WAS.
Feeling a bit randy, Harley attacked Gyarados with his Razor Leaf attack. The pink petals around his neck shredded and pelted the serpent, and then returned to their regular form.
How about that?
THAT WAS SOMETHING, DEFINITELY. Gyarados looked at his chest, noticing it was covered in scrapes and cuts. MY HEALTH BAR MIGHT HAVE DROPPED A LITTLE, BUT NOTHING SUBSTANTIAL. KUDOS, I GUESS. His voice was turning gargly, like something was caught in his throat. BUT PITHY MOVES LIKE THAT WONT BE ENOUGH TO DEFEAT ME!
From his mouth issued a gushing flow of water, not in beam form. The churning waves of Gyarados Brine attack swept up the trio and carried them back to the heart of Olivine City, leaving them amongst some wreckage. Debris surrounded them, among it streetlights and building remains.
Harley and Corsola watched Gyarados turn back down Route 39 to continue his rampage, but Sudowoodo was on the verge of unconsciousness. Rock types hate water like grass types hate fire. The fake tree was shivering from the dampness, and his rock hide was blotched from water.
We gotta get him to a Pokémon Center, now!
Take him I shall. Thou shall distract that vile serpent! Corsola replied. Harley had never heard anyone talk this way before other than in plays written by William Shakesmeargle. Nonetheless, Harley nodded in agreement. The coral carried Sudowoodo on her head, using the gaps between her spikes as support, taking him to the Pokémon Center which was still standing.
Now that nobody was around, Harley felt safe donning the mask and cape. He reached into hammerspace with a vine and retrieved the costume, tied the cape around his neck, and placed the cowl on his noggin. Once again, Meganium Man took off to save the day. Somehow.
He trekked up Route 39, devising a plan. The dinosaur needed to get Gyarados somewhere he could defeat him instantly, but the species was burly enough to withstand a variety of attacks. Gyarados have been known to shrug off Thunderbolts from sheer anger, making matters worse.
It hit him! Meganium Man returned to Olivine, entered the lighthouse and headed up its many flights of stairs, praying that his answer was up here. It was a long climb, and he spent each step thinking of possible alternatives to defeat the beast.
The top floor of the lighthouse is a circular room with a bed in the middle, where Ampharos sleeps. Sure enough, there was the yellow sheep creature, standing at his lookout spot.
Ampharos! We need your help!
Yes, I saw all that. Bloody predicament, really.
Meganium Man wondered if he had been seen.
Hang on, did you see me change?
Aye, but you have nothing to fear. Your secret is safe with me. The superhero sighed with relief.
I need you to help me defeat Gyarados. Youre an electric type, so you can take him down, or at least badly wound him. Theres not much time!
Without hesitation, the sheep nodded. Do you have a plan?
Meganium Man told Ampharos that he didnt, but asked if there was somewhere they could lure Gyarados to get the snake away from any major cities.
The only place like that would be the ocean, or maybe Mt. Mortar. But those Gyarados, they be an angry bunch. The sea wont help at all.
Mt. Mortar is just east of Ecruteak City, right?
Aye. We might be able to trap him there for a wee while and get everyone else to safety, but its a risk.
Risk or no risk, its worth a shot!
Meganium Man and Ampharos went back downstairs and rushed to Route 39, seeing a large swath of destruction. Trees had been knocked over and split apart, the grass had been flattened, and the ground had been torn up. A path was clearly visible from the attack and they could see Gyarados breaching the gate of Route 38 and Ecruteak City.
HOORAY, ANCIENT HISTORY!
Like everything else, Gyarados tore the gate down with its slithery motions and entered the antiquated city. Pokémon who saw the behemoth approaching bolted inside their houses for safety, or if they were too far from their homes, hopped in the pond by the Tin Towers gate.
Gotta go faster, gotta go faster, Meganium Man chanted to himself as he and Ampharos hurried to the city. Gyarados swung his tail at a nearby house, smashing its roof and snapping it cleanly in half.
THERE IS NOTHING WORTH DESTROYING HERE!
Now in the city grounds, Meganium Man kicked a small stone at Gyarados that was on the street. A light plunk! was audible when the pebble hit the serpents skin.
Gyarados saw the two in his peripheral vision. WHAT DO YOU WANT? IM BUSY GOING CRAZY HERE.
A frightened Meganium Man replied, I bet you cant catch me!
The giant snake cocked his head. IS THAT A CHALLENGE?
You bet it is!
OKAY, ILL GIVE YOU A THREE SECOND HEAD START. THREE!
Meganium Man and Ampharos rushed to Route 42, storming through the gate. Route 42 was mostly mountainous, its natural road separated by midsized bodies of water. The entrance to Mt. Mortar was just to the left of the routes entrance.
The duo was short on time and knew Gyarados was not going to count down to one. Going with their gut, both headed into the mountain so they could execute their nonexistent plan.
Oh, jeez! We dont have a plan! Meganium Man realized.
Nay, but just keep running! I have an idea!
Gyarados was hot on their trail, having seen them enter the mountain. Roaring, it bore through the entrance hole, making it bigger.
Ampharos was leading the way now, taking the caped crusader up a long path. The cave was dark, but Ampharos created light by storing electricity in his horns, penetrating the darkness.
So, whats your idea?
This mountain was shaped by Graveller using Selfdestruct, hence why the path is so uneven. Luring Gyarados into here and getting that to happen could rattle im!
Thats a horrible plan.
Hush up and keep running!
Meganium Man followed Ampharos up a steep slope covered in jagged rocks and holes. Upon reaching the top of the hill, the two saw nothing there but a dead end. The wide floor stretched out to three, surrounding walls that made the spot look like an arena. Guessing, the walls were at least 70 feet long and the ceiling was 50 feet high, ideal for the red snake to trap them.
Dang it! The mountains been reshaped more than I thought, Ampharos complained.
An explosion caught their attention, but it was in a different part of the cave. That meant nothing, as they felt the floor shake and fragments of the ceiling were jarred loose from the rumble, raining down around them.
Were gonna have to be really lucky for this to work! Meganium Man commented.
HELLO, BOYS! I FOUND YOU!
The atrocious serpent was slithering up the slope, plowing through the jagged obtrusions like they were nothing. Then there was another loud boom.
It was difficult to pinpoint the location of that explosion, but it was much closer to them. The tremor was much more violent and bigger, heavier chunks of the ceiling and walls crashed down. A massive stalactite, nearly twenty feet long and eight feed wide at its base, speared downwards. With a shout, Meganium Man dashed forward and shoved Ampharos out of the lances path. It crumbled when it crashed to the floor.
Gyarados stopped in his tracks to recuperate from the shaking.
YOUVE LED ME INTO A TRAP! CURSE YOU, CURSE YOU BOTH!
No, it i-isnt what you think! We just needed to subdue you for a while! We dont want to kill you! Meganium Man explained.
TOO BAD, BECAUSE RIGHT NOW, I CERTAINLY WANT TO KILL YOU TWO!
Gyarados incessant bellowing caused weak tremors of his own, rattling the walls slightly. Powerfully whipping his tail, Gyarados churned out a weak, but potent twister that picked up the fallen stones for debris. The vortex swirled around Meganium Man and Ampharos, tossing the rocks at them like it was sentient.
Yow! That stings! the dinosaur whimpered as a rock cut across his muzzle.
It wasnt long before it dissipated and the airlifted stones fell again, but Gyarados was capable of much worse than that. He slithered around the two like a predator taunting its prey, his mouth turning into a wicked grin for added fear. For a moment, Meganium Man thought for sure that he was going to die at the hands of this insane, out of control serpent.
As he sauntered around them, Meganium Man saw another Hyper Beam being prepared. The red orb on the tip of Ampharos tail started to glow and he let loose with Thunderbolt, firing a powerful bolt of lightning from his horns. Gyarados was a huge target and the lightning bolts struck him directly, but Gyarados unbound anger and adrenaline helped him shrug it off, swinging his tail at Ampharos with a hate-filled roar. The strike missed, and instead Gyarados whipped a couple of boulders against the wall.
The electric sheep was backing away now, but was watching the crimson creatures every move. Gyarados was ready to use a new beam attack, one he could use right away. He fired a pulsing blue and grey blast at Meganium Man, but the dinosaur jumped out of the way and rolled aside. Dragon Pulse tore up the ground as Gyarados relentlessly kept it up, catching the hero off guard and pelting him into the wall.
Ampharos ran over to make sure Meganium Man was okay, taking notice of the grey and blue burn mark on him. The hero was wincing in pain, trying to fight it off and keep fighting. With the sheeps help, the green Apatosaurus was lifted back on his feet.
SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PICK ON A BIGGER FISH?
Technically, youre a serpent, Meganium Man retorted.
DONT CORRECT ME, IMPUDENT BOY! Gyarados shouted, causing yet another small tremor. Many rocks and small pieces of the ceiling were jarred loose and fell around the combatants.
Forget the fight! We hafta get outta here! Ampharos warned. He and Meganium Man took off for the slope, but Gyarados was much faster than them and beat them to the edge. He was prepared this time.
Roaring with hate, Gyarados fired the Hyper Beam at the lighthouse keeper and vigilante, but before it could hit them, Ampharos set up a wall of reflective light to protect them, but he took the brunt of the attack and was violently shoved back. The wall stayed up against Hyper Beams raw power, thankfully. Meganium Man took matters into his hands and fired his Razor Leafs at Gyarados, much more forcefully than before. They were launched with such energy, the barrage shoved Gyarados backwards, over the edge of the slope. His eyes widened with surprise.
He kept up the beam, but it was now being fired at the ceiling. Many slabs of stone came crashing down upon the serpent, burying him at the foot of the hill. Only his head and tail fins were uncovered in the aftermath.
Gyarados groaned in defeat. His eyes were closed as he tried to will the pain away.
With the snake down for the count, Meganium Man returned Ampharos favor and headed to the back of the arena to help him back up. He wrapped his vines around Ampharos torso and pulled him up on his feet once more.
You all right?
Aye, just a flesh wound, Ampharos replied, pointing to the gash on his left arm. It only bled lightly, and was nothing to really worry about. He and Meganium Man carefully walked down the slope to see how grievous Gyarados condition was, avoiding the remaining jagged stones and being mindful of falling rocks. There was a tremor far beyond them, and although nothing happened it still gave them pause.
Once they reached the bottom, Gyarados weakly said, GO AHEAD. FINISH ME OFF.
Shaking his head, Meganium Man replied, No, I wont kill you. I made that mistake once and dont intend on making it again. He and the sheep started pulling and pushing rocks off Gyarados, learning just how battered he was. His entire body was bruised black and blue and blood, although nearly blending in with his crimson skin, was clearly visible on his yellow scales. The serpents breathing was heavily labored and sounded like he was near death, but the duo knew otherwise.
When the last of the rocks was pulled off him, Gyarados tried desperately to get up. He could only lift his front so far before wincing and grunting in pain.
Can you move? Like, at all? the dinosaur asked.
MAYBE. Gyarados weakly and uncomfortably slithered forward, adding, YES, AS MUCH AS IT HURTS.
Okay, were gonna try and get you back to Route 42, but you absolutely need to work with us.
ILL DO WHAT I CAN.
Getting Gyarados out of the cave was a huge workload; the snake was much, much heavier than Meganium Man and Ampharos combined, and he was exerting a lot of pressure to stay balanced. Meganium Mans vines were wrapped tightly around his serpentine body and Ampharos hands were pressing against the front of his chest to keep him up. Slowly but surely, the trio weaved back from where they came towards Route 42, eager to get Gyarados out safely.
The entrance was just up ahead, and they could see the sandy ground of Route 42. Gyarados upped the ante, trying to make the remaining stretch less stressful for his defeaters. His slithering became less wonky and more hasty, to their delight, and it cut their travel time down a tad. Upon returning to the outside world, Gyarados approached the nearby pond for rejuvenation, but stopped.
WHY DID YOU TWO RESCUE ME?
Meganium Man replied, It just seemed like the right thing to do. There wasnt much of a point letting you die in there.
Turning aside to think about what had transpired and what hed done, Gyarados popped something loose from the section connected to his head. A red scale the size of a paperback book landed at Meganium Mans feet.
Whats this? he asked, picking it up with a vine.
ITS A RED SCALE. NORMALLY IM VERY PROTECTIVE OF IT, BUT I THINK YOU DESERVE IT. YOU CAN SELL IT FOR A BUTTLOAD OF MONEY IF YOU WANT.
Um, thanks, I guess? Whatre you gonna do now, Gyarados?
MAKE MYSELF SCARCE. BUT BEFORE I GO, I WANT TO THANK THE BOTH OF YOU FOR MAKING ME COME TO MY SENSES. WE GYARADOS ARE A VIOLENT SPECIES, BUT WE DO HAVE REGRETS. AND IF ANYONE CAN KNOCK SOME SENSE INTO US, ITS YOU TWO.
Take care, Gyarados. May we meet again! Ampharos said, waving.
IM SURE WE WILL! Gyarados replied, and then jumped into the water and swam away to destinations unknown. He smiled at the help he received from the two; others normally run in fear when Gyarados show up, but Meganium Man and Ampharos were more than willing to get him to safety.
Well, so much for my vacation, Meganium Man joked.
It isnt too late, lad! You could always start again.
Ha! True. But first, theres someone I should go and visit.
Meganium Man and Ampharos headed back to Olivine City, but while the vigilantes destination was the Pokémon Center, Ampharos returned to the lighthouse for his ship guiding duty. Stepping inside the building, he saw Sudowoodo covered head to toe in blankets, and Corsola beside him.
Stepping up to the seat, he asked, Hows he doing?
Oh, hello, thine hero! Has that wicked serpent been felled? Corsola asked. Meganium told her that he and Ampharos managed to subdue him. She then added, Sudowoodos going to be fine. He just has to stay warm and away from water.
Brrr, the fake tree shuddered. Thats what I get for living in a port. His skin blotches were starting to fade.
Im sorry for indirectly getting you involved, Sudowoodo. I really am.
Oh, thats all right. Actually, I mayve died if you hadnt picked me up. Thank you for that!
Meganium Man reassuringly nodded. So, whats gonna happen now?
Corsola replied, This fine city shall be repaired as need be. Are you going to stay and help us rebuild?
Absolutely. Im responsible for pissing off Gyarados, so its the least I could do.
He shook Corsolas and Sudowoodos hands before departing the Pokémon Center, surveying the damage. It was going to be a lot of work rebuilding and cleaning up debris, but it was absolutely worth it.
And then his vacation would start. Maybe.

The end of Episode #5!

Re: Meganium Man, Season 1!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2016-05-08 22:18:38

Meganium Man #6: Here be Dragons
Harley stood at the edge of the river, looking down at the rushing water. He could see many Magikarp and Dratini swimming upstream, north to Blackthorn City, where the latter lived.
You can jump the sauropod began, becoming less decipherable as something formed in his mouth, but you cant hide!
And he spat out a glowing, yellow seed, and then another, and another, as a Dratini leapt through the water and in an arc. Every single seed missed Dratini by miles, and either didnt go very far or landed in the water. The blue serpent dove headfirst into the river but immediately turned around, poking its head out.
Youre awful at this! he scolded. I mean, yeah, theres a big ol space, but come on!
The Meganium sighed in disdain. Hey, Ive never even used this attack before. Its not my fault I suck at it.
All right, lets try something. Meet me at that bridge over by the little waterfall just south of here.
Harley looked to his left, asked, Which one?
The first one. Its the closest.
The two headed south, down Route 45 a long, mountain road. It had many branching paths accessible by ramp-like ledges and a river ran through the middle of the road. Wooden bridges were over the river to connect both sides of the Route, although the west end had a few cave entrances. If one continued south, they would arrive at Route 30, and east of that is New Bark Town.
Soon after reaching the first bridge, Dratini jumped up and landed on top of it, standing in the middle.
Okay, Im gonna stand perfectly still. Right in this spot. You stand at the end of the bridge and try shooting your Bullet Seeds again.
Harley shrugged, readied some seeds his cheek puffed as he did so and fired. When Dratini realized that none of the bullets were going to hit him, despite being just ten feet away from Harley, the blue serpent hung his head in disdain.
Clearly, Im a master marksman, Harley joked.
Ive seen better marksmanship when bullets werent even involved! Dratini teased, looking at all the seeds around him. Why am I helping you with this, again?
You offered!
Maybe were going about this the wrong way. Have you tried aiming at a wall? It might help the whole accuracy thing.
Harley smacked himself on the forehead, replied, Thats a great idea! He turned around, Dratini slithered up beside him, and Harley took aim at the mountain wall. Here goes nothing!
Probably.
Unlike before, the bullets reached their target, albeit weakly. An expert Bullet Seed shooter could bore right through the wall, but Harleys seeds just bounced off and onto the ground. A rapid fire ptewptewptewptew was heard as the seeds were fired, but Harley was forced to stop due to the lack of expellable air.
While he caught his breath, Dratini commented, Better.
A womans voice added, Much so!
Harley and Dratini turned around and saw Kingdra, Blackthorn Citys Mayor, approaching them. She hovered above the ground, as many legless and wingless Pokémon tend to do. Kingdra was a blue seahorse Pokémon with a yellow belly and a single fin on her back. Two antler-like horns were on her head.
Howdy, Mayor! Hows things? Harley asked.
I cant complain. How about you? she asked, in a much more concerned manner. Dratini raised an eyebrow.
Thats it, Mayor. Just a little to the left.
Erm, Im fine. So, how long have you been watching me try to shoot Dratini?
Just a few minutes. Youll get the hang of it eventually. When I was a Horsea and learning to use Dragon Rage, I set at least two barns on fire. My aim was that bad.
From pyromaniac to Mayor, Dratini commented.
Thats accidental pyromaniac to you, Kingdra joked.
Bingo.
As the three continued to make small talk, a glob of brown sludge had been hurled from overhead, dropping straight down on Mayor Kingdra. When they saw the shadow, it was already too late.
Once they were aware of the Sludge Bombs pungent smell, the large blob hit Kingdra and instantly exploded, sending goop everywhere. The Mayor was instantly taken down, and Harleys skin was blotched a sickly beige when the poison splashed onto him. He seethed as he tried to keep the scorching pain at bay, gritting his teeth.
Where did that come from? Harley wondered aloud, looking up around the towering mountain walls and cliffs. He could see cave holes in many of them, but no Pokémon were inside that he could see.
Kingdra was a shivering, disheveled mess. She was covered in the poison and her breathing was labored. If Harley and Dratini had to guess, she had swallowed some.
Never mind that. You stay here; Ill go get a Chansey from the Pokémon Center! Dratini said, hurrying north to Blackthorn City. Harley immediately went on guard, looking every which way.
Did he dare don the cape and cowl?
After a few minutes, Dratini returned with a Chansey, who, he found out, could move surprisingly fast if need be.
My goodness! What happened to her? Chansey asked.
Someone dropped a Sludge Bomb, thats what, Harley explained.
How about you? Chansey asked when she noticed Harleys skin. Are you going to be okay?
Ill be fine. I think Mayor Kingdra accidentally swallowed some of the poison.
Chansey picked up Kingdra, said, This does not look good. We might be able to find out which Pokémon it came from, but that could take some time. She started returning to Blackthorn City. Harley and Dratini followed her dutifully.
Blackthorn City is nestled between three surrounding mountain walls, and north of the city is the Dragons Den, a large clearing which has become a popular tourist attraction. Blackthorn City is accessible primarily through the frigid Ice Cave, connecting it to Mahogany Town in the west. Its buildings were built of white bricks with dark green roofs. City Hall rests against the shore connecting the city to the Dragons Dens entrance cave.
The trio followed Chansey to the Pokémon Center, smack dab in the citys middle. It was a cozy building with an inviting pink carpet, a reception desk on the left wall, and many hallways and stairways. Chansey lightly placed Kingdra on a bed and started wheeling her to a room.
Another Chansey wheeled Kingdra into her room, while the Chansey Harley and Dratini had met stood in the door and said, Im sorry, but youre not permitted to come in right now. You can wait in the foyer, however.
Fine with me, Harley said. He and Dratini took a seat on the yellow cushions in the waiting room.
Who would do that? Dratini asked to nobody. Just up and drop a Sludge Bomb like that, in broad daylight.
Harley shook his head. Someone who was born evil, Id say.
Thats kinda dramatic, doncha think?
Not really. I could make it more dramatic if you want.
Dratini was about to say, Ill pass, but he barely made a peep when Harley stood up.
What foul creature would dare attempt to assassinate the Mayor in the middle of the day, one which, as a result of his actions, shall live on in despicable infamy? A mere coward they are for not showing themselves and letting us see the evil that lurks in the hearts of men!
He sat down. Dramatic enough?
Oi, Dratini sighed.
Roughly a half hour passed before an Altaria rushed into the building. He was a sky blue draconic Pokémon with a round head, long, stringy antenna, and large, fluffy white clouds for wings. He had a small beak for a mouth and black, expressive eyes.
Altaria tucked in his wings, covering his back. He walked up to a Linoone orderly, asked, Whats going on? Is she okay?
Linoone was a ferret-like Pokémon with brown stripes on the length of its body. He told Altaria that Kingdra was currently being looked after by Chansey, but visiting her at the moment was strictly prohibited.
Soon after this, a Weavile entered the building. A slender, black-furred Pokémon with a red feathery collar around her neck and a red, feathery crown on her head, armed with three sharp claws on both hands, Weavile was Chief of the police around these parts, with her authority stretching to western Johto.
Altaria, Weavile began, I told you my boys will look after it.
I know who it is! Its Dragalge! It has to be! Altaria hysterically replied. He flapped his wings ineffectively.
Harley and Dratini exchanged confused glances.
Dragalge up and left town after the election, Weavile said. Her loss to Kingdra pretty much guaranteed she had nothing left here.
Oh, goodie, a political drama, Harley thought in disdain.
Whatd I miss? he asked Dratini.
There was an election a while ago, and it boiled down to Kingdra and Dragalge. Kingdra won by a slim margin. Dragalge hasnt been seen since, the blue serpent replied.
Harley nodded in understanding, until he realized Altaria might be on to something. Jealousy can make people to awful things, and hed had first-hand experience in that regard.
The green Apatosaurus stood up and approached the duo. Excuse me. I hate to interrupt, but I think Altaria may have a point.
Weavile was silent for a moment, staring at Harley. What? she asked, flatly.
You do? Altaria giddily asked.
Harley nodded. Yeah, absolutely. You remember that whole thing in Goldenrod City a while ago? He appeared to shudder at the comment. Scyther and his friends attacked because of jealousy, wanting to prove that bugs arent dainty Pokémon. Altaria, does Kingdra have any, err, enemies?
Hold on just a minute, Weavile interjected. Who in the world are you? Ive never seen you around here before. Secondly, you are not a cop, and this doesnt concern you. At that moment, she appeared to recognize Harley, although she couldnt be sure of her reasoning. Even if Altaria is correct, Dragalge might not even be on Route 45 anymore.
And if she is?
Then I will deal with her.
Meganium Man! She thought. Weavile turned away, but gave Harley a quick second glance.
She headed to the Pokémon Centers doors. Two officers were stationed outside: the hardy, orange and beige crab with a massive left pincher, Kingler, and the white wolf with a dark face, tail and claws, with a thin, curved horn on the right side of its head, Absol.
You two. Im going to call for backup and put this city on lockdown. Nobody is to enter or leave its grounds, understood?
Loud and clear, Kingler replied. Absol nodded.
Weavile returned to the Pokémon Centers foyer and picked up the phone near the reception desk. She did indeed ask for backup and emphasized her desire for air patrol. Soon, she hung up.
All right. If the Mayors attacker is still in the area, they wont get far. They wont get far if they arent in the area, for that matter.
How can you be so sure? Altaria asked.
Because I say so, Weavile replied, almost cheekily. She then asked Harley, So, whatre you doing here, exactly? Apparently you saw the attack?
Harley nodded. Sure did. Was caught in it, too. Anyway, yeah, they attacked from one of the caves on the mountain cliffs, but Im not sure from which direction. Dratini was with me, too.
The blue snake slithered over to Harley and the police. I can confirm what he said.
Fine. She turned to Altaria. Unfortunately, we wont know if your hunch is correct until we can extract a sample of the poison out of Kingdra. She then asked Harley, Whatre your plans?
I got none. Id like to get back to New Bark Town, though.
No can do, sorry. You cant leave until we get this sorted out. However, you are free to spend your time in the city if that suits you.
Aint like I got anything else to do, Harley replied.
Weavile left the hospital so she could give the incoming officers the scoop.
Harley and Dratini also left, and Dratini suggested they check out Dragons Den. He led Harley north to City Hall; a bridge had been constructed connecting the pond to the caverns entrance.
Dragons Den was a small cave with two levels: the entrance, and a lower level leading to the lake, surrounded by more towering mountain walls. The lakes shore was grass and had several lookout points around it, binoculars and all. A few scant whirlpools were also present. The long river on Routes 45 started here, and there were many Pokémon living in the lake. Harley swore he saw a red Gyarados, but the waves were quite violent and he couldnt be sure; it was probably just a Magikarp, he reasoned.
He started looking through the binoculars, but there wasnt a whole lot else to see other than the caves in the mountain walls. He caught glimpses of Ursaring, Golem, Onix and Dunsparce roaming around the pitch-black caves, but nothing remarkable.
He caught a sudden glimpse of a brown, leaf-like appendage. He had no clue what Dragalge looked like, but at that moment, Harley thought he saw her.
As soon as the appendage disappeared, Harley removed himself from the binoculars.
This is a pretty cool place, he commented.
Sure is! I cant believe a house used to be here, Dratini said, motioning towards Route 45. Anyway, whatcha wanna do now?
Harley yawned. Im a little tired. How about you?
Dratini nodded, said, Me too. Uh, think we should just crash here? I mean, theres nowhere else we can really go.
Fine with me! As long as were here, we may as well check out those caves in the morning, added Harley.
That sounds like fun!
The two took a spot close to the dens entrance, just in case they had to leave. Once they were settled in, they soon drifted off to sleep.
But Harley had other ideas.
He considered it a blessing when he woke up just a couple hours later, when night had settled in. The den was brilliantly illuminated by the moonlight, its rays making the water sparkle. Dratini was still curled up and catching zs, so Meganium got up and started up a slope. Every few steps he would look back, but other than an occasional fidget or rollover, Dratini didnt move. His trek was an easy one, and after a couple of minutes he had reached a cave.
It was pitch black inside. Harley took his costume out of hammerspace and donned his blue cape and cowl, becoming Meganium Man once again.
Another cave, another shenanigan with a flippin dragon. How can the same thing happen to the same guy twice? he wondered aloud as he began his search for whoever Dragalge was.
He was almost completely blind in the cave, having only the moonlight to guide him, and even then, Dark Cave was so dark it almost absorbed light. If Ari the Typhlosion was with him, or he knew how to use Flash, he wouldve had an easier time getting around.
Meganium Man had no clue Dragalge was right there, just a few feet away from him. She was a crafty one, making no audible sounds as she hovered ominously. Meganium Man was remaining close to the cave entrances, and she wouldnt dare try to kill him with Dratini outside.
Unfortunately, both of them had a bigger problem.
She couldnt have gotten far! Weavile said from somewhere in the distance. Fan out!
The heat! Dragalge though, taking off. Meganium Man didnt hear her moving.
Meganium Man started heading deeper into the floor, listening closely for Chief Weavile and the police. A low hum from behind him caught him off guard, and he jumped behind a rock for cover.
Found you, Magneton thought. Magneton looked like three steel spheres connected together, each one with a single wide eye in the center, and a horseshoe-shaped magnet also on each sphere. The tips of the magnets started glowing blue and red, and he started approaching the rock.
Constable Magneton. You are under auh
There was Meganium Man, hiding. The dinosaur was squinting as the magnets lights flashed brightly.
Magneton? Magneton, whats going on? Weavile asked, also approaching. What the
Howdy, Chief! Meganium Man said as he got up.
You have got to be kidding me, Chief Weavile grumbled. Whatre you doing here? I told you, wed take care of this. I ought to arrest you for interfering in a police investigation!
N-no, youve got me all wrong! I have no reason to let Dragalge escape. I just thought, yknow, what with it being an assassination attempt and all, you could use more help.
Are you even from this planet? Dragalge is both a poison and a dragon type Pokémon. She resists your Razor Leafs! Furthermore, do you even know what she looks like?
Not fully, Meganium Man said. Weavile pulled out a picture of a brown, slender seahorse shaped like the letter 3. Its body was brown with purple striping. Dragalge had two kelp-like pectoral fins, and a red, kelp-like trident crown. Its tail also had a brown, kelp-like fan.
This is her. What do you mean, not fully? Magneton asked.
Meganium Man replied, I saw something leaf-shaped while looking through the binoculars. Not sure if its her tail or hands, but it was definitely Dragalge.
How far ago was this? Weavile asked.
Just a couple hours. No more than three.
Theres no way she could have gotten away from us now, Weavile said to Magneton. She said to Meganium Man, But we can discuss vigilante-police relations later. If you see Dragalge, do not, I am begging you, let her escape.
You know I wont, Meganium Man said with a smile.
She told Magneton to keep looking, and left the two of them to go separate ways.
Dratini woke up.
Harley? he asked. Harley, whered you go?
The serpent got up and had a quick look around, but saw no sign of the Apatosaurus. He returned to Blackthorn City, but the city was dead. Only the police were out and about other than him.
Evening, Kingler said as Dratini passed him.
Officer, have you seen Harley around? Dratini asked.
Who?
The Meganium. Green, walks on four legs, long neck, flower petals around his neck.
Oh! Nope, sorry. I thought he was with you?
Well, he was, but weve been in Dragons Den for a couple hours now. I just woke up and he was gone.
Hes not in here, Kingler motioned to the Pokémon Center. So unless hes in the Dark Cave, I dont know where hed be.
Back in Dark Cave, Meganium Man had gone through a hole in a wall and happened upon a pond on top of a hill. How this body of water even got here was a mystery.
The vigilante approached it, thinking maybe he could see Dragalge swimming around. Nada. Just a few Poliwag, who waved at him with their tails. One popped out of the water to greet him.
Hi there! said the round, blue Pokémon. The spiral on its belly spun once.
Evening, Meganium Man said. Have you seen Dragalge around?
Dragalge? Poliwag asked, not knowing who the Pokémon was. Meganium Man gave a brief description of the seahorse. I think I saw a Pokémon like that heading east, but I cant be sure.
Thanks for your help! Meganium Man complimented, taking off. Poliwag returned to the water.
Meganium Man headed right and saw a towering slope up ahead. He started up it, feeling his joints starting to ache.
Im not this out of shape, am I? he wondered as he trudged up the hill. Naw, he couldnt be. Itd only been a couple months since his last adventure.
When he reached the peak of the slope, he saw multiple cave entrances or exits, and another mountain wall directly across. He looked out one of the holes, and realized something.
This exact spot was where he, Dratini and Mayor Kingdra were hit.
Standing on the ledge, Meganium Man craned his head north and saw the Pokémon Center. He thought nothing of it at the time, but Kingdras room was in the wing facing his general direction, and her bed was near a window.
If there were more holes
He rushed north and saw another hole, this one facing the Pokémon Center. Kingdras rooms windows were closed, which was of little comfort. If Dragalge indeed shot the Mayor, shed been planning this for a while. Of course, it could very well be a coincidence.
As he turned around, dozens of pin-sized poisonous darts were fired at him. They only made a faint whoosh sound only the likes of an Audino could hear, and he only knew he was under fire when he heard them dig into the rock walls. He hit the ground and rolled behind a rock for cover. The assault was a quick one, but Meganium Man didnt come out unscathed: he could feel the burning, stinging sensation of the Poison Sting attack, but at least he wasnt poisoned. So he hoped.
No doubt it was Dragalge.
When his opponent ceased fire, Meganium Man poked his head out to see if he could spot his attacker. He gathered up some spit and prepared to fire some Bullet Seeds, but he heard a quick whistle behind him.
Sneaky, he thought.
Meganium Man, I take it? asked a female voice.
Dragalge, I take it? the vigilante asked back.
Get up.
The caped crusader slowly did so. Hed seen enough action movies to know that villains dont like their enemies to get up quickly for whatever reason. He then turned and faced her.
You realize this is your last day of freedom, Meganium Man said.
You realize this is your last day alive? Dragalge shot back. As soon as I kill you and the cops, Ill be out of here and back home in Kalos in time for Corn Flakes.
The police have swarmed Route 45, Blackthorn City, and I assume most of the surrounding area by now. What makes you think youll escape?
Multiple things. First, this is the biggest cave in Johto. Do you know how many underground tunnels and channels there are? No? I do. Much like Mt. Mortar, exploding Graveller regularly create such passageways. By the time police figure out which one Ive taken, itll be too late. Kingdra will die from my Sludge Bomb attack, and you will die from Poison Sting unless I kill you now.
Before you kill me, I want to know something. What do you get out of killing the Mayor? It wont put you in her seat.
Im aware of that. The fact of the matter is, I deserve to be Mayor, not her. Shes an interloper! Kingdras only lived here for the last twenty years! But, but, but, I, the lifelong citizen, get snubbed!
Or maybe she has more political experience than you.
I was molded by this city. I and everyone else whos spent their whole lives here have become one with its pulse, but obviously they would rather the outsider be the one in charge!
Or maybe she has more political experience than you.
Now theyll understand how foolish they are! By letting an interloper have power, theyre dooming themselves, because only someone like me could control this city!
Or maybe she has more political experience than you. Are you even listening to me? Meganium Man asked.
As for you. Its unfortunate that your brief time as a superhero has to end here. I was impressed when I heard about how you handled that Gyarados. But that victory was one-of-a-kind. Unlike you, I know my way around here. Noxious, purple fumes formed in her mouth. But that means Ill have the pleasure of killing you!
As she fired another Sludge Bomb, Meganium Man ducked and rolled behind a nearby rock. Dragalges head followed his movements. The red leaf petals around Meganium Mans neck were launched at the poisonous seahorse, pushing Dragalge back and slicing her skin. The wounds werent deep nothing more serious than what a common housecat could do. Meganium Mans leaves reattached themselves to the base of his neck, prompting Dragalge to back away.
He was forced to move, lest he be trapped there. Dragalge hurried into the blackness and Meganium Man followed, but the sauropod quickly lost sight of her.
Thats it, Dragalge thought as she watched Meganium Man creeping in.
The blackness was so thick that Meganium Man couldnt see the bright yellow sparks forming in Dragalges snout. As soon as he was in the line of fire she fired her Thunderbolt attack, and he only realized what just happened when he was hit. As those volts of electricity coursed through him and forced him towards the edge of the slope, he felt his joints stiffen and his stomach churn.
Please, no, he thought as he rolled to a stop. Not now.
He had not only been paralyzed, but poisoned. The toxic agents in the Poison Sting attack quickly went to work breaking down his immune system, and he struggled to turn his head to see if Dragalge was approaching. If by some miracle he could regain mobility, then he might be able to use Synthesis and stave off the poison, if only temporarily. Synthesis wouldnt work well at night, but if it meant he could keep fighting, then it was his best chance.
Meganium Man didnt hear Dragalge approaching, not that she made any sounds when moving around anyway. She was still cloaked in the darkness, pacing, wondering what to do. Meganium Man, the noble defender of Johto, killer of Butterfree, stopper of Gyarados, looked unspeakably pathetic lying atop that slope while slowly dissolving from the inside.
She decided to put him out of his misery.
When she moved forward one pace, she noticed Meganium Mans petals faintly glowing as he tried to regain his strength with Synthesis. He also started moving his limbs, struggling to do so, but when a front leg showed something resembling usefulness, he dragged himself across the floor and behind another rock. He grunted all the while, and as his head jerked, Dragalge swore he made eye contact.
The dinosaur felt the chilly night breeze glide across his skin as the wind blew in from a cave entrance. He thrashed about behind that rock while continuing to use the moonlight to recover, but he stopped feeling rejuvenated after a minute or two. Paralysis was staring to wear off, and he could move his legs and neck a little more freely now, but he was still a sitting duck.
Dragalge decided shed wasted too much time and emerged from the shadows, and whether or not Meganium Man noticed was of no concern to her. He could faintly hear her fins brushing in the wind.
When Dragalge was in front of him, he forcefully sprung forth and tackled her. She was quick enough to wrap her hands around the dinosaur and flip him over. There he was again, on the edge of the slope. That waste of an attack appeared to drain what little energy he had left. His body went limp, and Dragalges tail started glowing purple.
Goodbye, Meganium Man. Hopefully you wont feel this.
Before she could decapitate Meganium Man with Poison Tail, the vigilante rolled over the ledge, onto his back, and fired a single Bullet Seed at her with what little strength he could muster. It was bafflingly effective: it hit her head with enough force to knock her out, and she rolled down the slope along with him. Just as Meganium Man saw her collapse, he blacked out.

The vigilante woke up not in a hospital, but at the bottom of the slope. Chief Weavile, Constable Magneton, a handcuffed Dragalge, and Dratini were at his side. His head was resting on Dratinis squishy tail. He felt a bit better, but his stomach was still a tsunami. It was the early afternoon, hed guess, if the sunlight was any indication. A small seed was lodged in Dragalges crown, which Dratini was taking occasional glances at.
Urf What happened? Meganium Man asked.
I found you here, HarI mean, Meganium Man, Dratini said. I kept calling for help, and they showed up after a couple of hours.
Weavile used a Full Heal on you. You were in pretty bad shape, Magneton added.
Poisoned and paralyzed! Meganium Man piped up. Thats one for the autobiography.
He started to get up, but he still had trouble moving his legs. Weavile helped him onto his feet.
Youre probably going to have difficulty getting around for a couple months. Best thing for you would be rest and exercise, Weavile said.
You sound like my gym teacher, Meganium Man joked.
Magneton was looking around. He asked, Err, does anyone know a way out of here?
Im glad you asked, the vigilante replied.
Meganium Man and company had to take the long way out, returning to Dragons Den and walking down the slope the vigilante had suggested. Weavile agreed it was an easy walk, but before they could enter the small cave leading back to Blackthorn, Altaria appeared.
You, Altaria growled, his teeth showing.
Easy there, Dratini cautioned. We got her. Weavile gave him a curious look. Well, shes got her.
I dont care. She tried to kill my wife.
And? Dragalge almost killed me, Meganium Man said in a reasoning tone.
Blue and grey flames formed in Altarias mouth. Dragon Pulses fumes seeped out of his beak.
This is justice! Altaria declared, going airborne and unleashing his Dragon Pulse attack.
Weavile took Altaria out by quickly lobbing an Ice Ball at him, but as the projectile made contact, so did the flames. Dragalge was immediately burned and knocked backwards to the raging waves, but Weavile caught her before she rolled in.
Meganium Man and Dratini helped the shivering Altaria on his feet. A mark was visible on his cloud wings where Weavile had struck, almost black.
Weavile stormed over to him. You idiot! If you killed Dragalge, Id have to take you in!
But
Shut up! the Chief barked once again. She then calmed herself down, taking deep breaths. I am going to let that slide, but only because arresting you wouldnt be the right thing to do. Go on. Mayor Kingdras probably wondering where you are.
Altaria stared at Weavile for a few awkward seconds before leaving. He clearly understood, but there was something in his eyes that showed he thought he did the right thing.
Well, Ill take it from here. Thanks for your help, Meganium Man, reckless as it was, Weavile said.
Anytime, Chief. The vigilante smiled. I cant wait til I recklessly help you again.
Weavile rolled her eyes and, along with Magneton, led the defeated Dragalge to Blackthorn City.
Meganium Man and Dratini turned to watch the sunlight dance on the lake.
So, you know my name, Meganium Man said to Dratini without looking away.
Youre not exactly a man of subtlety, Dratini pointed out.
Quite true. Meganium Man turned and faced him. How can I trust you? How do I know you wont reveal my true identity?
Because I dont think anyone would believe me. Admittedly, I dont know you very well, but from the little I do know of you, it doesnt seem like something anybody would believe. And even if I did tell, your list of suspects wouldnt be very long. Your secret is safe with me.
The two turned to look at the waves again, and although Meganium Man wanted to believe Dratini, something told him not to. Maybe it was some kind of prophecy. Maybe he was just dwelling on it too heavily. Perhaps it just came with the job.
I told you I was a master marksman.
Oi.

The End of Episode #6

Re: Meganium Man!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2016-08-28 17:05:56

Meganium Man #7: The Open Sea, Pt. 1
It was a gorgeous morning when the passengers piled aboard the S.S. Anne in Olivine Citys port. The sky was covered in fluffy white clouds and the sun shined like Volcarona threatened to disown it. Harley could hear various bird Pokémon chirping their songs, which gradually turned into a who can sing louder? contest when other species showed up.
As he started up the corridor leading to his cabin on the second floor of the ship, his PokéGears phone started ringing. It was a watch-like device around his front left ankle. He closed the cabin door and pressed the phone icon.
Hello?
Howdy, kiddo! he heard a voice on the other end say.
Dad! Whats up? Harley asked. Im on the boat right now.
Well, err, your mother wants to know what you want for dinner when you get here. I know its about twelve hours away, but yknow how she likes to plan ahead. Harleys dad was a Tropius, a brown Apatosaurus with leaves covering his upper body and head. Four large fern-like wings were on his back. His banana beard looked well-trimmed as ever. Harleys mother was a Meganium, but her two antennas were shorter than his.
Harley scratched his head. Um Well, I just ate so foods not really on my mind right now. Can I call you back?
Tropius chuckled. I told her the exact same thing, but, well, like I said, she likes to plan ahead.
Well, in that case, what would you like for dinner, dad?
Honestly? Sitrus Berry soup. I know you think its too sweet, but I cant get enough of the stuff.
Harley was silent for a moment.
I I dont believe a single word of that.
Shes trying to get on some cooking show so Im promoting it anyway I can. Tell your friends!
Harley could hear his mom in the background making occasional comments to Tropius, and then she took the phone from him.
Harley?
Hi, ma!
Morning, dear! Hows everything so far?
Cant complain. You?
Same old, same old. What do you want for dinner?
Oi, Harley thought. He shook his head in bemusement.
Well, since youre putting me on the spot How about your famous PokéPuff Soufflé?
You got it, kiddo! Any idea when youll arrive?
Harley reached into his backpack and took out a piece of paper, detailing the departure and arrival times.
Looks like Ill be there at about 4:30, he said after a quick glance. No later than 5:30.
Great! Well, Ill let you go. Have a safe trip!
I will, ma. Harley ended the call, collapsed on his bed, and drifted off to sleep.

Simisear was the last Pokémon to board the luxury liner. While waiting in line, the red monkey had seen several of his men board the ship and presumably take their positions. If things went well, all would go smoothly. A PokéGear was on his wrist.
Like Harley, his first order of business was a trek to his assigned cabin. As soon as he closed the door, the ship began its departure from Olivine.
He pressed the phone button on his PokéGear, dialed a number. One of the trains porters, the four-armed ladybug Ledian, also wearing a PokéGear, answered the call.
Yes? Ledian asked as he fluttered down an aisle.
Were in, Simisear said. He immediately hung up. The two then made a few extra calls around the train, saying those two words every time.
As Ledian finished his first call, one of his fellow porters, a Furret, asked, Hey, whatre you doing?
Ledian pulled some sort of wand out of hammerspace. The wand had a long brown shaft and a transparent yellow sphere on its top, with two fake leaves acting as a cross-guard. He waved the wand and a bolt of electricity hit Furret, hurling him against a wall and instantly paralyzing him. Furret didnt feel any pain, but Ledian suddenly grabbed him, opened a window, and shoved the ferret through. He landed in the ocean, but was unable to move. Afterwards, Ledian went back to making his calls.
After about half an hour, multiple Pokémon had risen from their seats, armed with those exact same wands.
Simisear had a couple guys go around the cabins, forcing Pokémon out of them and hauling them down to the cafeteria. Harley was awakened by the ruckus, but he had remembered to lock his cabins door before falling asleep. He could hear panicked cries for help and the sounds of struggling, but he didnt move.
The two Pokémon, Poliwhirl and Ambipom, quickly discovered Harleys door was locked. Ambipom had given the knob a quick turn but met resistance.
He called Simisear on his PokéGears phone. Boss, one of the doors is locked.
Simisear shrugged. That doesnt matter. I want one of you to wait there in case they come out or return. The other is to report back here immediately.
Poliwhirl opted to join Simisear for his upcoming announcement, and Ambipom waited by the door patiently. Simisear and his many henchmen started forcing the ships passengers towards the back of the cafeteria, shoving them with the dull ends of the wands and smacking down anyone stupid enough to fight back.
While the frightened hostages chatted among themselves, Simisear slammed his wand on the ground, drawing their attention.
Okay, everyone. As you can see, were on a toot-toot! Ledian pulled a folded piece of paper out of hammerspace and handed it to the monkey.
Needless to say, Simisear continued as he unfolded the paper, we have no reason to harm anybody if you dont do something stupid. So just stay calm and let the friendly pirates do their job. He perused the paper; it was the passenger manifest.
Simisear suddenly grinned.
First things first: where is Sergeant Fraxure?

Harleyd heard the quick discussion with this Boss that Ambipom addressed. Something was going horribly wrong, and he knew what that meant.
The dinosaur closed the windows blinds, pulled out his blue cowl and cape from hammerspace, and became Meganium Man. He wasnt quite sure what was happening, but it was something evil, he knew that. But he didnt have any idea who was on the other side of the door. Nonetheless, Meganium Man had to act. If he didnt he was cornered, and if people were in trouble, he wouldnt be able to save them.
Meganium Man unlocked the door and pulled it open, hiding beside it.
Ambipom didnt see anyone as the door slowly opened, and he raised his wand. As the purple lemur-like Pokémon set foot inside the cabin, he turned his focus to the carpet, but didnt see a shadow. Figures; the door brushed along the carpet as it opened.
Suddenly, Meganium Man leapt out from his hiding spot and tackled Ambipom against the wall. One of the purple lemurs tail hands struck the superhero with a harsh uppercut that launched Meganium Man off his feet. Ambipom brought his other tail hand down, hard, but Meganium Man rolled aside, the three-fingered fist hammering into the floor.
Still on the floor, Meganium Man used a vine whip to snare Ambipoms ankle and pulled his foot out from under him. Ambipom collapsed with a loud yelp, his head bouncing off the nightstand. Meganium Man sprang to his feet and took hold of the wand, but as he did so, Ambipoms left tail became coated in a heavy iron film. He swung an Iron Tail at Meganium Mans bulk, battering him aside, his grip on the wand loosening.
Meganium Man stumbled, whirled around, and socked Ambipom with a vine whip. It was a glancing blow from which the lemur quickly recovered. Wearing a maniacal grin, Ambipom raised the wand, the yellow orb crackling with electric energy. Needing to end this quickly, Meganium Man suddenly had an idea and allowed Ambipom to launch the projectile. The wand came down and a ball of yellow light burst from the orb, the lemur cackling with triumphant glee.
The dinosaur went into a roll, the projectile soaring over him to smack against the wall. Ambipom backed away but Meganium Man was already on him, coming out of his roll, his head on a crash course for his opponents. He bashed his head against Ambipoms, the powerful headbutt knocking him out instantly. Ambipom slumped onto Meganium Mans bed, dropping his wand.
Picking it up with a vine whip, Meganium Man looked at it, baffled. Hed never seen anything like it in Johto, and had no idea how it worked. That said, he at least knew what it did. Then he scratched his chin, wondering if that was of any help at all.
After tucking it away in hammerspace, he poked his head into the hallway, but nobody else was around. Doors had been left open when the passengers were kidnapped and the hardwood floors were scraped as Pokémon struggled against their kidnappers.
He had an idea and began looking for the captains quarters, turning down a narrow hallway with a single door at its end. It was closed. Meganium Man pushed the door open and quickly jumped aside, anticipating an attack, but nothing happened. After a minutes wait, he went inside the spartan 4x4 room and discovered it had been ransacked. Books were everywhere, the desk and chair were toppled over, and papers were carelessly thrown around. What baffled him most were the desks drawers, which were pulled off their tracks. The kidnappers were obviously after something other than the passengers.
Meganium Man flipped a drawer over and saw a walkie-talkie underneath it. How did that end up here? Did the kidnappers/ransackers not notice it in their haste? It was a bizarre thing to leave behind, but then again, he doubted they expected anyone to get away from them in their initial assault.
The dinosaur had no clue how to use a walkie-talkie, but since it was there, he figured he may as well take it. He was about to call for help, until he realized he might give himself away to Ambipoms backup or whoever the Boss was. He tucked the walkie-talkie into hammerspace as well, and resumed his walk.
While he walked down the stairs leading to the first floor, Meganium Man prepared to fire some Bullet Seeds. Hed gotten better at firing them since his practice with Dratini, but he still left much to be desired and could only fire a few with any potency before running out of breath. The green machine kept a close watch on the cabins he passed, just in case someone jumped him, but nobody did.
It was frightfully quiet, but when he reached the stairs leading to the ships basement, where its cafeteria was, he heard voices.
Who in the world is Fraxure? he wondered aloud.

Simisear could see three different Fraxure in the cafeteria, but none of them stood up. The green and grey draconic Pokémon turned to each other nervously, the steel tusks on their mouths whooshing through the air.
This is a waste of time, boss, Ledian protested. Just make your announcement.
Im giving the officer a chance to own up to his mistakes.
Please. You know as well as I do they wont.
Simisear ignored him and waited ten seconds, but nothing happened.
Very well, then. I was hoping we could discuss this in private, but obviously you want everyone to know how incompetent you are. His voice suddenly took on a vicious tone. March twenty-first, two thousand fifteen.
One of the Fraxures tusks twitched.
Him, Ledian said,pointing.
Poliwhirl and the two-headed dragon known as Zweilous burst into the crowd and seized Fraxure, grabbing his arms and hauling him to Simisear.
What is this? Whore you? Fraxure barked.
I am justice, Fraxure. Your worst nightmare.
Ledian shook his head in disdain.
Tell me, Sergeant. Tell me what happened on March twenty-first, two thousand fifteen?
If you are who I think you are, youre not doing him any favors, Fraxure said, defiantly.
Simisear smacked Fraxure with his backhand; the dragons head whipped aside.
I am exactly who you think I am, Sergeant. Answer my question. Simisear pressed the wands orb against Fraxures green, sectioned neck.
What in the world? Meganium Man wondered. He was lying atop the stairs, and could faintly see what was going on. However, his concealment was poor. It would only take one of them looking his way to spot him.
Before I do that, I want to know why youre so insistent on defending your son.
Well get to that once we figure out why youre so insistent on defending yours, Simisear growled. March twenty-first, two thousand fifteen, please.
Sparks danced around inside the orb. It crackled lowly, sounding almost like laughter to Meganium Man. He saw Ledians dark blue eyes surveying the area.
March twenty-first, two thousand sixteen. Your son, Pansear, killed someone in cold blood and tried to frame my son, Axew, for it.
WROOOOOOOOONG! Simisear screamed. Meganium Man jumped, alerting the monkey to his presence. He whipped his head around, spotting something green.
Is that? Simisear said.
Sure is, Ledian replied. Ill go get him.
No. Zweilous! Poliwhirl! Bring Meganium Man down here.
Ledian gave his boss a look of derision. The two-headed dragon and the bipedal tadpole left the cafeteria and bolted up the stairs, but Meganium Man was gone.
Youre a fool, Ledian sneered. I can strike faster than they can.
But those two are bulkier. And if any of the passengers start getting uppity, Ill need you to take care of them.
The ladybug huffed, crossing his arms.

Meganium Man hurried away from the stairs towards the ships deck, and as he turned a corner, heard Zweilous and Poliwhirl coming after him. Zweilous had no eyes under his bowl cut, but his senses of smell and hearing were top-notch and more than made up for it. The black-furred blue dragon rushed ahead of Poliwhirl, snarling like an enraged Tauros.
The ships deck was huge, and many lawn chairs, towels, and picnic baskets were around. Telescopes were around the decks guard rail.
As Meganium Man burst through the door, Zweilous pounced, taking him down. They rolled across the deck, the dragon biting and clawing at the superhero while Meganium Man thrashed about underneath him, desperate to get away. Soon they lost their momentum, the twin-headed dragon coming out on top. Zweilous was preparing to use Flamethrower; Meganium Man was alerted as such when he saw flames rolling inside his mouths.
Just before Zweilous roast his opponent, the dinosaur raised a leg and caught him upside his left head, knocking him off and forcing him to step away. Meganium Man shot to his feet and saw Poliwhirl rushing forward, his fist coated in a thick layer of ice. He jabbed his fist against Meganium Mans side, knocking him right back to the deck. Meganium Man got up and saw blood on Poliwhirls gloves. Zweilous gathered his wits and they started closing in. Wincing, the vigilante shrank back, prompting Zweilous to chuckle.
Sorry, mate. Its nothing personal. Just business.
Oh, yeah? Well, youre about to go bankrupt, Meganium Man shot back.
Not bad, Poliwhirl complimented. But we still have to kill you.
Zweilous body became cloaked in a shimmering white and blue aura, and then he launched himself at Meganium Man at high speed. There was no time to dodge the rushing dragon as he tackled Meganium Man against the guardrail, launching them both through it. Meganium Man caught a surviving pole with a vine whip, vaulting back onto the deck while Zweilous pivoted and sank his claws into his back. Once he was on solid ground again, Meganium Man grabbed the dragons legs with the vines and hurled him over his shoulder like a fireman.
He hadnt forgotten about Poliwhirl. After a punch like that, how could he? He caught him standing far back, content to let Zweilous tangle with him, then decided enough was enough. The swirl on his belly began rotating rapidly, and from it, a powerful jet of water was loosened. Meganium Man ducked underneath Hydro Pump but Poliwhirl followed him like a crazed machine gunner, only stopping when Meganium Man retaliated with Razor Leaf. A storm of leaves went after Poliwhirl, who leaped aside, the small projectiles striking the wall behind him.
The S.S. Anne began to rock back and forth as the waves suddenly turned violent. Poliwhirls eyes were glowing blue, giving Zweilous a reason to back off.
Meganium Man was about to strike with his Razor Leaf attack again, but Poliwhirl swung his arm up and a large tidal wave swept Meganium Man off his feet and carried everything else into the sea. He then waved his wand at Meganium Man, pelting him with small bolts of electricity, paralyzing him immediately. The Surf attack threw Meganium over the railing, on which he bonked his head and passed out, unable to save himself.
As the waves calmed down, Poliwhirl and Zweilous left the deck and returned to the cafeteria. Fraxure was standing by, held from behind by Ledian.
We got im, Zweilous announced.
Doubtful, Ledian thought.
Did you kill him? the ladybug asked, almost derisively.
No, Poliwhirl replied, almost realizing what he said. But theres no way a Sharpedo or a Gyarados wont get him. Hes a sitting duck.
Youre morons if you think something like thats going to happen. At best, youve bought us a little more time. Ledian shook his head.
Can you try being respectful for once, you four-armed twit? Give it a break, Zweilous snapped. Meganium Man is as good as dead. Hes knocked out.
Sometimes I forget how stupid you are, Ledian said to Zweilous, Poliwhirl and Simisear. The instant Meganium Man sets foot on this ship again, I will kill him.

Meganium Man sank like a stone. He regained consciousness about a minute after he landed in the ocean, but couldnt move his limbs for the life of him. All he saw was the blue abyss that was about to become his grave, and suddenly, he found himself welcoming it. Not voluntarily, but in more of an at-least-I-tried kind of way. Hed been beaten, and there wasnt anything he could do about it.
And then he saw what appeared to be a shark hurrying towards him.
He blacked out once more.
The dinosaur woke up on an island far, far away from Olivine. He was underneath a lone palm tree, but the sun was shining through its leaves, forcing him to shut his eyes when he tried opening them against the harsh brightness. His cape and cowl were still on.
Sitting up, Meganium Man brought his cape over his eyes and started opening them again, slowly, so he could adjust to the sunlight. Once his eyes were fully open, he slowly set his cape down and looked around. He couldnt see the S. S. Anne or anything else in the distance, other than some Wingull and Pelipper soaring around.
Where am I? he asked, as he stood up.
Youre safe, my lad, someone said from behind. Meganium Man turned and saw the torpedo shark Sharpedo, but this one was wearing a gold, shield-shaped police badge.
Howdy, officer. Can you tell me how I got here?
Three parts luck, one part willpower. I was patrolling these here waters when you fell off the ship, and I hauled you here.
And where is here, exactly?
The middle of nowhere, Sharpedo replied. Mind telling me how you fell, and why youre dressed in that ridiculous getup?
Meganium Man first explained who he was and then told Sharpedo about the events on the ship.
Sorry, I dont really follow the lives of you landlubbers, what with me being Sherriff of Johtos underwater police department. Kinda busy down there, yknow? Realizing he trailed off, he added, I dont know anyone named Fraxure, but I have an idea of what you might be referring to. Wait here.
And he disappeared into the ocean.
Not like theres anything else to do, Meganium Man thought. He looked up at the tree and saw a few Oran Berries. Feeling a bit peckish, he plucked one off its stem with a vine whip and had a bite. Sharpedo returned from the ocean with a laminated document, holding it in his teeth. He placed it on the ground at Meganium Mans feet. It was a police report.
If Im right, then Simisears kid is indeed in a heap of trouble. What I heard was that Pansear and Axew were vandalizing a store wall owned by Nosepass, but when he came out to scold them, Pansear used Ember and killed him. But according to you, Simisear says otherwise?
Meganium Man nodded. Simisear claims his son was framed. Even if you dont keep up with we landlubbers daily lives, would you happen to have any insight into this?
As a matter of fact, I just might. When we were transporting Pansear to prison via boat, I was one of the patrolling officers.
How convenient! Meganium Man exclaimed.
Indeed! Anyway, Pansear maintained his innocence, screaming he was innocent the whole way and saying Axew used Dragon Rage or somesuch, which apparently looks like a fireball.
Shrugging, Meganium Man replied, I wouldnt know.
But because it was indeed fire that killed Nosepass, and because Pansears a fire-type and all that, he was declared guilty.
Sounds like a Kangaskhan court, Meganium Man said.
Sounds like a logical conclusion, Sharpedo bitterly replied. Anyway, if thats what that nonsense on the boat is about, then I suppose I oughta get a unit out there.
Hold off on that. Simisear might still have a cafeteria full of hostages. If you do something he doesnt like
Yeah, yeah, hes a pirate who loves his kid. Big deal. This still has to be sorted out one way or another.
A group of water Pokémon appeared behind him: Mantine, Octillery, a pair of Gastrodon one green and blue, the other pink and brown a Golduck, the gigantic Wailord, and finally a Milotic.
Meet Johtos underwaters finest! Sharpedo said proudly, gesturing to the group with a fin. And you all, meet Meganium Man, some kind of superhero guy, I spose.
Well then, Meganium Man began, lets get movin.

The End of Episode #7!

Re: Meganium Man!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2016-09-05 22:19:59

Meganium Man #8: The Open Sea, Pt. 2
Octillery, Mantine, Milotic, Golduck, and the two Gastrodon were just the first Pokémon to reach the surface. Politoed appeared soon after. Blastoise emerged alongside Politoed, the cannons on his shoulder armed and ready. A blue and a pink Jellicent, ghostly jellyfishes with large heads and crown-like formations on their heads, were also ready. At least ten Lapras blue plesiosaurs with grey shells popped up to transport the passengers to safety.
More were on standby, according to Sharpedo.
Alright, everyone, listen carefully, Sherriff Sharpedo began. Weve got a ship out there thats come under siege by pirates whove targeted a specific Pokémon. Neither I nor Meganium Man knows just what they plan to do, but weve got to be on high alert. From what hes told me, this Simisear chap is pretty volatile.
How do we know theyre still on the boat? asked Blastoise.
We dont, Meganium Man replied, but theyre on the open sea and have very few options.
Thats why Im sending in a troupe of Pelipper to patrol the area. They should be arriving right about now, Sharpedo added. If Simisear and company have something funny planned, they wont get far.
Remembering that he had picked up a peculiar wand, Meganium Man took it out of hammerspace and presented it to the crowd.
Um, Im not sure how to go about this, but does anyone know what this is? he asked, holding it high with a vine whip.
Milotic let out a low gasp.
I do, she replied, swimming ashore and taking it from him, her fan-like tail acting like a hand. Its a wand, a type of item normally found in faraway dungeons and used by Rescue Teams. Whered you find it?
One of the guys I knocked out on the ship had it. A Poliwhirl working with Simisear used it on me before I wound up in the sea.
Milotic was examining the wand as Meganium Man explained the circumstances under which he came in possession of the item.
Judging by the yellow sphere, Id say its a Petrify Wand, which is likely how you became paralyzed. These items are very dangerous in the right hands.
Simisear had one aimed at Fraxure, if it means anything, Meganium Man said. Are there different kinds of these things?
Milotic nodded. Many. But he obviously wants to keep Fraxure alive if hes using a Petrify Wand. Was this the only kind you saw them with?
Meganium Man nodded. What other kinds are there? he asked.
Off the top of my head, I know of the Slumber Wand, which is self-explanatory. Theres also the Warp Wand, which is also self-explanatory. But I cant think of any others which would be helpful where they are.
The sauropod jumped as an idea hit him. He pulled out the walkie-talkie hed recovered earlier.
Where in the world did you get that? Sharpedo asked, baffled.
It was left behind in the Captains room, the vigilante asked, looking the device over. He focused his attention on its frequency dial. Hed seen enough action movies to figure he could fumble his way through to the ships communication channel, but for all he knew, it might be on it.
Hang on, interrupted the pink and brown Gastrodon. You dont know who could hear that. One of theirs might be piloting the S.S. Anne, he warned.
Meganium Man replied, Maybe, but if not, we might be able to call for help without Simisear and company knowing!
Sharpedo was silent for a moment. I dont like it, but I guess its worth a try.

The Pinsir steering the S.S. Anne had a Petrify Wand pressed to his head, being held by Poliwhirl. The brown beetle took occasional glances over his shoulder to make sure his fellow staff members were OK; they, too, had Petrify Wands aimed at them. In a display of mercy, Simisear had allowed the captured passengers and the staff to eat, sending rations of food to everyone who was hungry. There were some empty plates scattered around, but most still had food on them.
Focus on the sea! Poliwhirl snapped. If one of your shipmates tries anything stupid, youll be the first to know.
All of a sudden, Meganium Mans voice came through the walkie-talkie hanging over Pinsirs menacing silver horns.
Hello? Is anyone there? Can you hear me?
Poliwhirl clenched the wand tight.
Meganium Man!
A Lickitung was watching the ships coordinator. The round, pink Pokémon was holding its wand with its tongue. His black, beady eyes darted over to Poliwhirl.
What? asked Lickitung.
Its Meganium Man. Hes alive after all!
Poliwhirl flipped open his PokéGears phone and called Simisear, who was still in the cafeteria with Ledian and Fraxure. Simisear quickly hit the talk button when his phone rang.
Yes?
Meganium Man is alive.
I told you so, Ledian sneered.
Simisear was stunned. How do you know hes alive?
Poliwhirl explained that the dinosaurs voice came through Pinsirs radio, but didnt know where Meganium Man was calling from. Even as he explained this to Simisear, the vigilante continued asking if anybody was there. Poliwhirl put the phone next to the walkie-talkie so Simisear could hear for himself.
Keep an eye on it. Make sure none of them try to call for help. Be ready to leap into action if anything happens.
You got it, Boss, Poliwhirl replied. He clicked off.
Simisear rubbed his head, frustrated. He turned his attention back to Fraxure.
Where were we? Oh, thats right, you were defending your sons innocence.
Why wouldnt I, Simisear? Youre defending yours, even though
Simisear grabbed the back of Fraxures head and slammed the dragons face against his knee, breaking his nose.
The difference is the fact that my son is innocent. Do you think Im stupid? I know what happened that night, Fraxure. Your son used Dragon Rage on Nosepass. Axew killed him. Not Pansear. Im not saying he intended to kill Nosepass, but he did.
Fed up with Simisears actions, Fraxure got up, his claws covered in grey, blue and red flames. As he lashed out with Dragon Claw, Ledian rushed in, caught Fraxures arm, and threw a flurry of rapid punches at his face and torso, leaving many circular bruises. Ledian ended his assault with a quick uppercut, knocking Fraxure against the wall; he slumped to the floor.
Youre welcome, the ladybug said to his boss dryly. But what Poliwhirl said concerns me. If Meganium Mans still alive, then theres no doubt hell be coming here.
Hows he going to do that? He was paralyzed, remember? Even if hes shaken it off, well be in international waters within an hour. Well be gone, and nobody will find Fraxures body.
The wingless dragon made a low, curious sound. Simisear turned and kneeled.
Oh, thats right. Since I cant see my son, yours will never see you. Cant deal with it? Shoulda thought of that before you framed Pansear. He then stood up and faced Ledian. Prepare the Warp Wands.

Meganium Man rode atop a blue Jellicent, surprised that he could sit on a ghost. The ocean breeze blew his cape back in a dramatic manner deserving of a superhero. Sharpedo was leading the way, and occasionally more water-type Pokémon joined the swim to the S.S. Anne. There were now forty Pokémon in the group, including ten Samurott, who would be the muscle of the arresting officers. A few more Lapras had emerged, but despite Meganium Mans hopes, a certain red Gyarados was nowhere to be seen.
Sharpedo suddenly stopped and saw a white luxury liner in the distance. No doubt it was the S.S. Anne, but it was way off course. What was it doing out here, in the middle of nowhere?
There it is, Meganium Man pointed out.
No duh, replied Jellicent.
Sharpedo turned around to face the group.
All right, first things first: I want the Lapras to form a perimeter around the hull. After they do so, I want the Jellicent, Samurott, and Meganium Man and Blastoise to sneak aboard by phasing through a wall to catch everyone off guard. Politoed, you can hop aboard the deck and join them. Milotic, Golduck and Tentacruel, Ill need you to keep me updated on the ships route. But dont get too close. They might see you.
What about us? asked a pink and brown Gastrodon.
You are going to slither around the exterior and look in through the windows, keeping Meganium Man, the Samurott, Blastoise and Jellicent abreast of their surroundings. Dont be afraid to break a window if necessary. Any questions?
Meganium Man raised a vine. Yes, Sherriff. Dozens.
GREAT LETS GO! the shark ordered, and the group continued on.

But as the Lapras started surrounding the S.S. Anne, Lickitung saw many, many Pokémon doing just that on the circular radar screen. As the green line spun around the screen, it loudly beeped, alerting Dusclops that something was up. His grey hands were essentially attached to his body; he had no arms. There was a PokéGear around his wrist anyway, and he called Simisear.
Boss. Problem. Surrounded, Dusclops monotonously explained.
Ledian heard the ghosts dilemma and hurried to a window, where he saw a group of Lapras forming a circle around the S.S. Anne.
So much for the hour. Lets bail, Ledian pleaded as he took a different wand out of hammerspace. Unlike the Petrify Wand, this wand had a white sphere on its top with a grey mass inside, darting around erratically. It was Warp Wand.
No. Were sticking to the plan, Simisear replied in a way as if he were replying to Dusclops also. He ended the call immediately after.
Ledian gave his superior a look. The plan is over, Boss. It was over the instant Poliwhirl and Zweilous let Meganium Man get away.
Aiming the Petrify Wand at his unflinching underling, Simisear barked, This is not over! He quickly calmed down, taking a deep breath. You wanna fix their mistake so badly? Simisear pointed to the door leading to the hall. Go get him.
Ledian grinned. Not in satisfaction. No, this was different. All his teeth were showing.
Hes going to come here. And Ill show you how its done.
Ledian threw the wands away. Simisear reopened the PokéGear and started telling his crew to head out, and to kill all invaders on sight.

Jellicent, Meganium Man, the Samurott and Blastoise rose from the sea into the ships basement, being set down on its cold cement floor by the ghostly jellyfish. Crates and boxes were stacked in towers all around the room up to the ceiling.
Looks like were in the supply area, Meganium Man said. He saw a map of the ship on the wall to his right and approached it. An arrow pointed to a room with the heading Supply Room 2. Perusing the map, he saw that the cafeteria was on the next floor, and there was a flight of stairs at the end of the hallway to his left leading right to it.
The hostages are probably still there, the vigilante explained, pointing to the cafeteria. Simisear can keep a close watch on them there.
He continued to look over the map and saw that the control room was quite a ways away, on the bow of the floor above the cafeteria.
Im guessing this is where the coordinators, navigators, and such would be? he asked, pointing to the control room. A Samurott nodded. Well split up in groups of seven. Ill take five Samurott and one Jellicent to the cafeteria, while Blastoise leads the remaining Samurott and Jellicent to the control room.
Are you sure? You dont know how much firepower Simisear and company have, a Samurott protested.
Im sure. Does this sound good to everyone?
The group exchanged shrugs and confused stares.
I suppose its better than nothing, Blastoise said. But dont lose your head.
Meganium Man tapped his nose with a vine whip, and the group hurried down the murky hallway. Its cement floors meant they only left light thuds behind, nothing that would alarm Simisear of their approach.
As they started up the stairwell, they encountered Dusclops, his single eye locking on them. A blue, skull-shaped fireball appeared in his right hand and he launched it at the invaders, forcing them to reel back or become burned. The fireball hit the ground, setting the floor ablaze. A wall of ghostly fire shot upwards, blocking their path, and Dusclops started laughing.
Blastoise aimed at the wall of fire with his cannons and hosed it down with two powerful water pulses. While the flames petered out, a Samurott took hold of his seamitars the shell-like swords on its arms and burst through the smoke after the ghost. Dusclops eye widened as he came under attack and raised his wand to block an incoming blade, which snapped it in two. Behind Samurott, Meganium Man was approaching with a small army.
Samurott took advantage of the distraction and swept the other blade against Dusclops legs, dropping him to the cold floor. Meganium Man produced his confiscated Petrify Wand and decided to try it out, flicking it at the subdued ghost. A fist-sized ball of electricity shot out and appeared to bind Dusclops where he lay, rendering him unable to move. The superhero looked at the wand, then at the ghost.
Thats handy, he admitted.
As Meganium Mans team breached the hallway, they saw Simisear with the captured Fraxure, and Ledian, through the cafeteria windows just to their left. The monkey was holding the dragon close, Petrify Wand aimed at his heart. Ledians arms were crossed and his dark blue eyes focused intensely on Meganium Man.
As the vigilante and his crew entered the cafeteria, Meganium Man brandished the Petrify Wand, locking eyes with Ledian. Jellicent and the Samurott brigade blocked the doorframe so neither of them could leave.
Meganium Man. So nice you could make it, Ledian said, grinning. I ought to applaud Poliwhirl and Zweilous for letting you live. His smile faded.
The vigilante said nothing.
You have no reason to worry; Ive discarded my wands. I would much rather fight you hand-to-hand than with silly projectiles fired from a stick. However
Ledian reached behind his back and pulled out a large, reddish seed. There was a crack in it. A Blast Seed.
In the time it would take you to accidentally fire a paralyzing bolt from your wand, Ill have dropped this. He fluttered over to the hostages. So its either me and you, or us and them.
You drive a hard bargain, Meganium Man replied, breaking his wand in half. You should know which option Im going to take.
The ladybug smiled again.
But I have a request, Meganium Man quickly added. I just want you to let the hostages go. You dont need them anymore.
Ledian bobbed his head around like he was thinking about the dinosaurs request, but quickly replied, No. Theyre my audience. He twirled his arm around as if to taunt Meganium Man.
Turning his head to Jellicent and company, Meganium Man requested, Make sure Blastoise has enough men for the job. I dont know how many goons Simisears got, but theres bound to be more in the control room than in here.
But protested Jellicent.
Go.
Despite being hesitant, Jellicent nodded, albeit weakly, and led the Samurott brigade away from the cafeteria. As they left, Ledian tucked the Blast Seed away.
A wise decision, Meganium Man. You wont regret it.
Are we gonna stand here and talk, or am I gonna get to throw you around for a bit? Meganium Man growled. A stifled snort escaped Simisear.
Lets find out.
The two rushed in, vines and fists at the ready.
Meganium Man threw a punch at Ledians head, but the ladybug quickly caught it and threw a punch of his own, hitting Meganium Man between the eyes. With his two extra free hands, Ledian grabbed the dinosaurs flower petals and threw him onto a table while simultaneously sliding him across its smooth surface. Meganium Man slid off it and shattered a chair as he fell to the floor.
He started getting up while Ledian moseyed around the table to his nemesis. Ledian grabbed the dinosaurs head and gave it a nice, hard slam against the concrete wall before throwing Meganium Man across the table again. Ledian flew over the table and dropped a heavy punch against the side of his opponents head, essentially dropping him once more. This was followed by Ledian grabbing Meganium Mans cape and forcing it around the dinosaurs throat while bringing him onto his hind legs. It was an impressive display of strength for Ledian, and even he seemed proud of himself.
Meganium Man recalled how he wound up in a similar situation during his battle with Scyther. Pressing his feet against the floor, Meganium Man then sprung up and hoped his backwards body slam (patent pending) would work. Instead, he wound up being lobbed into a vending machine, shattering its front display. Berry juice rained down on him, but as Ledian approached, Meganium Mans leaf petals shredded themselves up until they were no bigger than a razor blade and fired. The ladybug floated still, defiantly, unimpressed with the dinosaurs signature Razor Leaf attack as they left dull marks on his yellow body.
Do you know what your biggest fault is, Meganium Man? Ledian asked while watching the leaves attach themselves to the base of the dinosaurs neck. He picked up a knife with a sharp, single-edged blade and started approaching his foe. You wont kill. I know what happened in Goldenrod City traumatized you, but unfortunately, Im about to teach you a very important lesson about necessity.
As he brought the knife down on Meganium Mans head, the vigilante snagged his arm with his vine whips and headbutted him while also disarming him with a hard jab to the wrist. Meganium Man stood up, knife in hand. Well, vine.
Ledian picked up another knife and took a combative stance, which Meganium Man imitated. He was stupid enough to strike first, going for Ledians face, allowing the insect to grab his vine and aim it away. However, as Ledian took a stab at Meganium Mans neck, the dinosaur caught his arm too, throwing them into a deadlock.
How long have Pokémon been around, Meganium Man? Weve fought, killed, and conquered to get where we are. You dont have any that in you!
Ledian threw an uppercut at his foes jaw, causing Meganium Man to stumble back.
But there will come a time in your life when you will have no choice but to kill your foe, and I want to see that happen!
Although Meganium Man had stumbled back, Ledian still had a tight grip on his vine whip. He yanked it, pulling the green brontosaurus to him, and lashed out with a quick overhead swing of the knife. Meganium Man was smarter than he let on and lowered his head, headbutted Ledian, and charged. Soon he raised his head high and hurled Ledian through the air, but the dastardly bug realigned himself midair, flittering just above a table he wouldve crashed into. However, his Blast Seed had gone flying out of hammerspace and landed harmlessly at Simisears feet.
Ledian threw the knife away and released a mighty, powdery gust of wind from his wings as well as silver crescents, which were carried on the breeze. The silver crescents reached Meganium Man faster than he could move and one left a nasty cut on his neck. He knocked a table over and hid behind it, waiting out the Silver Wind attack. A silver crescent cut through the table a mere inch away from the vigilante and carved through the floor, but Ledian let up soon after.
Im not going to kill you, Ledian. No matter what you say. I wont.
The ladybug flew over the table, fluttering in front of Meganium Man. His fist was glowing pure white with a purple aura, and if his Focus Punch attack landed, it would be all over.
Then you have failed!
And he threw his punch.
Meganium Man rolled aside and the punch destroyed the table, breaking it into dozens of pieces. But then Ledians other fist started to glow, and he was starting to turn around.
As the second Focus Punch was unleashed, Meganium Man gathered up some spit and fired a single Bullet Seed, a move he had improved upon since his struggle with Dragalge. The seed pierced Ledians head with ease, killing him instantly. Ledian hit the ground.
He stood there, speechless at what hed done. His brain wouldnt let him focus on anything else other than Ledians corpse. He swore hed never kill again. He didnt want to kill Butterfree in the first place. It was a complete accident. But now he had a body count of two, and to him, that was two too many.
It was as if hed shut down. He wasnt focusing on anything in particular now, not even Ledian, and was only somewhat aware there were other Pokémon in the room. He might not have been aware of where he was.
Simisear took this opportunity to pick up the Blast Seed and whip it at the wall behind him, blowing a massive hole in the ships hull. The explosion brought Meganium Man back to Earth, but he clearly wasnt all there. A huge gust of wind burst into the cafeteria, causing the other Pokémon to panic even more.
All of you get to the hallway! Meganium Man ordered, approaching Simisear.
The red monkey looked over his shoulder and saw a Lapras swimming alongside the ship.
Dont do it, Simisear. Its not worth it.
Shut up! the monkey screamed as the Petrify Orbs sphere sparked wildly. You wouldnt understand! You dont know what its like to watch your own flesh and blood be framed for a crime they didnt commit! Dont even try connecting with me, you ignorant superhero wannabe!
So you would rather give up your own freedom by killing Sergeant Fraxure? Dont you realize that by doing this, you would never see your son again?
What does it matter? They wont listen! Nobody did! But I know he didnt do it!
I believe you, Meganium Man replied in a reassuring tone.
Simisear aimed the Petrify Wand at him.
Dont try it! I know better!
Meganium Man stopped focusing on Simisear at that moment and instead turned his attention to the captured Fraxure.
Sergeant, what really happened that night?
The monkey barked, One word and youre history! He pressed the sphere to Fraxures heart.
It was Axew who killed Nosepass, wasnt it? Not intentionally, for sure, but he still did it. And when they went to trial, everyone was too willing to believe the son of a Sergeant was innocent. After all, his fathers a policeman, he would know better! But a split nanosecond is all it takes to change ones life for better or for worse.
Fraxure drew a long breath and trembled as he exhaled.
Its true. When I saw the autopsy results and saw that Dragon Rage was the thing that killed him, I did what no cop should ever do and doctored the results, framing Pansear in the process. I didnt want to, I swear, I didnt. But they needed a culprit that fit the details of the events that night.
As Fraxure spoke, Simisears grip on him loosened. By the end of his explanation, Fraxure was able to safely take a couple steps away from the monkey.
Im so sorry, Simisear. Your son is a great boy, and this never shouldve happened.
The monkey was focused completely on Fraxure. He still had a death grip on his Petrify Wand, but his face showed he was mulling over his next action.
In a marginally related detail, a blue and green Gastrodon who was slithering around the S.S. Annes hull discovered a big hole on its side.
Give me the wand, Simisear, Meganium Man begged, holding out a vine whip. Its over.
The monkey looked down at the ground. I boarded this ship to get even
Gastrodon poked his head in.
AND THATS WHAT IM GOING TO DO!
Meganium Man reached for the wand as Simisear started raising it, but Simisear was suddenly pelted by a thick ball of mud which exploded upon contact, sending him flying across the cafeteria and through one of its windows. Some of the mud landed on Meganium Man and Fraxure, but the monkey was caked in it from head to toe.
Looking at the hole, Meganium Man saw a curious blue and green sea slug.
Now thats what I call fighting dirty! Gastrodon exclaimed. Meganium Man rolled his eyes.

Simisears goons had put up a good fight against Blastoise, the Samurott and the Jellicent, but they quickly realized they were outnumbered and surrendered peacefully. In the aftermath of the chaos, more Lapras appeared to make sure nobody would have to wait longer than necessary.
Meganium Man was standing on the deck, overlooking the beautiful ocean. He was replaying his fight with Ledian in his head, remembering what the ladybug had said to him.
But there will come a time in your life when you will have no choice but to kill your foe
He shuddered at the notion, but Ledian was right. Meganium Man didnt have much of a choice during the brawl, but he was wondering if there was another way it could have ended. His actions in Goldenrod City still haunted him, and now he had another nightmare to contend with.
You okay? asked Milotic from behind. Meganium Man jumped when he heard her.
He turned his head. I dont know.
Milotic slithered to his side and rested her fan-like tail on one of his shoulders comfortingly.
Its not easy, is it? she asked. He knew exactly what she meant.
Shaking his head, Meganium Man replied, I cant believe people do it every day. Once was more than enough. It was too many. After what happened with Butterfree, I swore Id never do it again. I didnt do it to Gyarados, or Dragalge, but I didnt see any other choice with Ledian. He sighed and changed the topic. Whats going to happen with Fraxure?
Milotic shrugged. Im not sure. Lands not our jurisdiction.
And Simisear?
Conspiracy to commit murder comes to mind.
The two were silent for a while before Meganium Man spoke up again.
Its funny. Simisear was so desperate to prove his sons innocence that he committed a crime himself, and now he goes to jail while Pansear will be released. He shook his head. The lengths people go to.
Well, if it was your son in that situation, what would you do? Milotic asked, not expecting an answer. But Meganium weakly and quickly nodded. He didnt say anything, but there was something there.
Looking down, the two of them saw Lapras swimming away from the ship with Pokémon on their backs to destinations unknown.
Aw, jeez! Meganium Man grumbled in a more lively tone. He checked his PokéGears watch. It was 5:31pm. I gotta get to my folks house. Moms gonna freak!
Here, lemme give you a ride. I know what thats like! Milotic replied, diving over the decks guard rail and into the ocean. Meganium Man jumped down and landed safely on her back. Where to?
Slateport City, please.
Hoo boy, Milotic whistled. Your moms really gonna freak.

The End of Episode #8!

Re: Meganium Man!

Posted by: Bert

Date: 2016-09-24 17:16:50

Meganium Man #9: Shock and Law
The great rock snake Onix was doing a late-night patrol of Route 38s woods when he found Cranidoss body. The grey pachycephalosaurus, known for the large, blue dome on its head, was stiff as a board, and when Onix rolled him over onto his back, his limbs didnt move.
Onix made no noise for several long minutes. He couldnt take his eyes off his adopted brother, who was still just a kid. Whod done this? What had done this? How do I write good melodrama? For that matter, how do I write a good murder mystery? Oh, no, Ive broken the rule of three!
Constable Onix? Are you there? asked Chief Weavile through the headset wrapped around his large noggin. Weve lost your PokéGears signal. Indeed, there was one near the tip of his long tail. Can you hear me? Bark twice if youre in Milwaukee.
The last part brought Onix out of his trance. Yeah, I can hear you. Send Dr. Blissey to Route 38 and tell her to take the first right into the woods.
Okay, how come? asked the Chief.
Because I found Cranny.

A Blissey a round, pink Pokémon with white fur on her shoulders and lower body like a gown, with curly ears arrived at the scene ten minutes later. Onix appeared to be guarding Cranidoss corpse, with his tail around it, and his large, white eyes focused on nothing but Blissey as she wheeled in her stretcher. Weavile and her trusty partner Magneton arrived soon after, trailing behind Blissey. The tips of Magnetons horseshoe magnet-like hands glowered blue and red, illuminating the darkness.
Well, Doc, whatre we looking at? asked Weavile when she laid her eyes on Cranidos.
Blissey was stumped. Im not quite sure, chief. Its like his muscles are frozen.
What does that even mean? Onix asked in a rather hostile tone.
Blissey tried to gently move one of Cranidoss arms, but it wouldnt budge. This is what I mean. Did you find him like this?
Onix nodded.
Ill take him back to the morgue and do a post mortem right away. Ive never seen anything like this before.
Blissey picked up the dead pachycephalosaurus, placed him on the stretcher, and wheeled him out of the woods. Onix did not take his eyes off her until she was out of his sight.
His tail became coated in iron and he whipped a nearby small tree, splitting through it with ease. The tree flew from its stump and collapsed with a small thud, its bark cracking. His tail returned to normal afterwards. The snake was seething with rage, almost hyperventilating with fury.
I was supposed to look out for him, he said between miserable breaths. That was all my parents ever asked of me.
Weavile stood, arms crossed.
And it only took me three bloody days to find him, Onix added, resting his head against another tree. He asked Weavile, Have you ever seen a body like that? Just completely immobile?
The Chief shook her head. Ive seen a lot of things in this line of work. But this is a new one. She placed a comforting claw on one of Onixs rock segments. Rest assured, wellno, youre gonna catch whoever did this. Go home, get plenty of rest, and for crying out loud, dont do anything rash. We dont want another Dragons Den incident, do we?
Onix laughed briefly, albeit exhaustedly. The aforementioned incident is a long story, but all you need to know is that pool noodles are no longer allowed in its waters.
Weavile left the woods and Onix behind; he stood there, head against the tree, for a while, listening to the crickets chirping and the birds singing. His mind was blank when he eventually decided it was time to return to Dark Cave, which was pretty far to the east. The rock snake burrowed underground with ease by spinning like a corkscrew and found himself in one of the many tunnels beneath Johto, formed by other burrowing Pokémon such as Diglett and Dugtrio.
He had his own room-like cavern in Dark Cave that was only accessible through a tunnel, and even then it was blocked by a hatch. Onix screwed it shut so tightly, only a Machamp would be able to open it. Or a Pokémon that could explode at will, like Voltorb. But that would be counterproductive. He reached the hatch, unscrewed it with ease, and pushed it open with the horn on his head.
The room was square with a few furnishings: a bed of hay in a corner, a chest for his clothes (hes gotta wear something when it rains!) with a picture of his family on it his parents, also Onix, and his adopted brother, Cranidos and a battery-powered alarm clock. Onix turned the alarm on and curled up on the hay, giving the photograph a good, hard look. For all he knew, Weavile was calling his folks at that moment, informing them of the tragic turn the day had taken.
Well, he reasoned, if he got a distressed call later tonight, hed know what it was about.

Harley the Meganiums first order of business the following morning was to head to either police station and ask about the wands hed seen on the S.S. Anne. The sauropod wasnt quite sure how to go about it, since it was possible neither Zangoose nor Weavile had heard about the chaos on the ship earlier that week. The vibe he got from Sherriff Sharpedo was that the shark liked to keep ocean-related events hush-hush.
After having some leftover PokéPuff Soufflé for breakfast, the dinosaur grabbed his blue cape and cowl and tucked it into hammerspace. Through some miracle of police kindness, he was allowed to take an unused Petrify Wand, explaining to the wary officer his plan to do exactly what he was about to do. The Petrify Wand was resting against his nightstand and put into hammerspace as well. He left home at a leisurely pace and started down the wide and grassy, forest-like Route 29, and then headed north through a clearing up the mountainous Route 45. From there, it was a straight walk to Blackthorn City. Along the way, he ducked into a cave, donned his disguise, and returned through a different hole to avoid suspicion or something like that. A naturally dangerous path, nobody was on Route 45 aside from him.
Weavile caught a glimpse of Meganium Man entering the city in her peripheral. She was sitting at her desk on the second floor, doing paperwork, when the lackadaisical brontosaurus whom she swore was in way over his head arrived with the same skip in his step he always had.
Oh, no, she muttered, dropping the pen. Not him again.
The intercom on her desk rang. She hit the button.
Yes? she drearily said.
Guess whos here, said Onix, at the other end. Hed been assigned front desk duty that day to keep him out of action until he felt like he could handle going on patrol again. Weavile wasnt sure if this was a condescending thing to do, but Onix made no objections.
Ill be right down, Weavile replied. She got out of her chair and headed downstairs to the stations foyer, where Meganium Man was chatting with the towering rock snake, who, if uninterested in the dinosaurs shenanigans, was making an Oscar-worthy effort to pretend otherwise. After a shudder, Chief Weavile approached.
Can I help you? she asked the vigilante, making her disdain apparent.
Meganium Man was undeterred.
Hi, Chief! Its been a while.
Not long enough, she thought. However, she instead replied, Sure has. Whats up?
All of a sudden, Meganium Man stopped thinking and pulled out the Petrify Wand with a vine whip.
While doing so, he began, Well, long story short, I came into possession of one of these, and was wondering if you or anyone else had
When he aimed the yellow orb in Weaviles general direction, Onix sprung into action.
HES GOT A WAND! he bellowed, arched his head over the desk, and rammed Meganium Man out of the police station. The dinosaur sailed out the door and hit the ground hard, dropping the weapon. Weavile jumped back at Onixs sudden attack.
Even Onix seemed to realize he made a mistake when Meganium Man hit the ground. He didnt say anything other than a baffled, Uh-oh.
However, Meganium Man didnt take it personally. He got up, dusted himself off, and returned to the stationhouse, with the orb slung over a shoulder. Whether or not this was worse is a debate for the ages.
Are you all right? Weavile asked as the dinosaur reentered the building.
Yep, no harm done. Uh, where was I? Oh, yeah, I was gonna ask if anyone had seen such a thing before, he flashed Onix a bemused look, but I think I have my answer.
Onix was looking away now, whistling a jolly tune.
Constable Onix, can you tell me Meganium Man began. He was interrupted as Blissey entered the stationhouse and approached the snake.
Constable Onix, may I see you for a moment? the egg asked in a mournful tone. Onix nodded, slithered around the desk, and followed Blissey across the street to the morgue. As Blissey left, she noticed Meganium Mans wand and gave him a curious look. It sent a chill down the dinosaurs spine.
What was that about? he asked Weavile.
Onixs baby brother was found dead on Route 38 last night, which might be why he attacked you like that, Weavile replied in a low tone.
Meganium Man raised an eyebrow.
Geez, Ive already said too much, Weavile continued. But yes, I know of those wands, yes, I know what that one does, and Onix believes such a weapon is what killed his brother. She motioned for Meganium Man to follow her and led him to her large office on the second floor. Upon arriving, she pulled the blinds down.
Now, first things first: how did you get your hands on one of those things?
Meganium Man regaled her with the series of events that transpired on the S.S. Anne earlier in the week, and when he was finished, she drummed her claws on her desk a few times.
You literally cant not stick your nose in other Pokémons business, can you?
This was a complete coincidence, I swear. Its nothing like what happened with Dragalge. Speaking of, hows Kingdra doing?
She pulled through, and is recovering at home.
Good to hear. Realizing hed derailed the conversation, he continued, Err, so Onix thinks one of these things killed his brother?
Weavile nodded. Maybe not a Petrify Wand specifically, but Cranidoss body is completely paralyzed. I dont know a lot about these wands, but theyre capable of serious harm. Zangoose might know more than I do, but weve never seen wands around here. Sorry I cant be of more help.
Its no problem, Chief. Thank you for your time, Meganium Man replied.
He promptly left the police station and saw the city morgue across the street, but there was no sign of Onix anywhere in the building. The dinosaur decided to head home to New Bark Town, started down Route 45, but as he passed a cave, a certain rock snakes tail snagged him and yanked him inside. Meganium Mans yelp was silenced by the thick darkness Dark Cave was famous for.
Meganium Man was dragged for several minutes underground, squirming to break free of Onixs binding grip on him. Suddenly, the snake stopped and turned the wheel on his rooms hatch, and then suddenly hurled Meganium Man inside. He landed hard, and Onix popped out of the tunnel and closed the hatch.
The dinosaur got up and took a combative stance, spreading his legs wide and lowering his head, flaring his nostrils.
As the leaf petals around his neck started to twitch in anticipation of Razor Leaf, Onixs massive head lurched down to stare the dinosaur in the eyes.
Relax. Im not going to hurt you, Onix said.
Meganium Man pointed at the red bruise that wrapped around his torso. Good job, he sneered. But I digress. Whatd you drag me here for?
Onixs posture became uncomfortable. He pulled his head away from Meganium Mans and started pacing around the room.
Doctor Blissey saw that thing you were carrying. She said it has potential to kill other Pokémon with ease.
Meganium Man took the wand out of hammerspace.
Ive never even used it. Weavile said the same thing.
Im curious. Whered you get it?
Meganium Man told Onix what happened a few days ago on the S.S. Anne, and how the Pokémon who conquered the ship used the wands as weapons.
Ive never heard of this Simisear fellow or any of his henchmen, but Blissey firmly believes it was one of those wands which killed Cranny. She says theyre more potent than the average Electivires Thunderbolt attack.
Never fought an Electivire. Wouldnt know, Meganium Man replied. Um is this going somewhere?
Onix, still pacing, chose his words carefully.
I want you to help me find out who killed my brother.
Meganium was silent for a few seconds, expecting more to Onixs request.
Is that it? Thats more of a police matter, isnt it? I mean, Im just
Youre the only one I want to help me. You have experience with these things. You know what theyre capable of.
Onix slithered over to his chest of clothes, opened it up, and before Meganium Man knew it, Onix was wearing a black mask over his eyes and a long black cape.
No, Meganium Man said, harshly. Not a chance. There is no way I am letting you go through with this. Youre volatile, Onix. I know you want to avenge your brother, but this is not the way to do it. For crying out loud, youre a cop.
After shaking his head, Onix replied, No, Im not a cop when Im dressed like this. Now Im more than a cop could ever be. Because when I wear this, I am not Onix. Im Onix the Omnipotent.
Please be joking, Meganium Man said in a pleading tone. Please tell me this is just a dream. He hung his head.
This is not a police matter. Its personal.
Its insane! Youre not thinking clearly! Meganium Man spat back.
As opposed to you, who didnt exist before Crawdaunt tried robbing that bank?
That was different. II was bored. But the difference between that and what youre doing is, it wasnt personal. I didnt know Crawdaunt. I was basically helping Chief Zangoose.
And youve made a rather impressive career as a vigilante since. But youve been doing this for eight episodes now. I just want one. Thats it. Just let me do what I could not do as a cop.
Promise me that, no matter how it goes, Ill never see you dressed like that again.
You have my word.
Meganium Man then asked, But what about your shift at the desk?
I would normally be clocking out around then anyway, Onix cheekily replied.
How convenient! Meganium Man said. He sighed, added, Well, I guess we should get a move on. Take me to where you found Cranidos.

Meganium Man arrived at Route 38 and stomped on the ground to let Onix know the coast was clear. The snakes horn pierced the soil and grass, and soon his head bored through and he emerged on Route 38.
It was right here, Meganium Man. He started getting teary-eyed. Right here.
The dinosaur saw Cranidoss imprint on the flattened grass from where he fell, and saw little footprints leading from Route 38s main road to there.
Did Cranidos like to come here? Meganium Man asked.
Thats the thing. He never entered the woods out of fear of getting lost, Onix explained. He had several haunts, but this wasnt one of them.
Haunts? Where else did he like to go?
Cianwood City was his favorite. He liked running along its cliffs.
Meganium Man was surprised at Onixs reply. Cianwood City? Thats across the ocean. How would he even get there?
He would either hitch a ride on a Mantine or run on the jagged rocks jutting out of the ocean.
Do you know if thats where he went last?
Onix nodded. Said so himself.
All right, I guess wed better get our butts to Cinnabar and ask around.
Onix returned underground and motioned for Meganium Man to follow him with a flick of his tail. Curious, the dinosaur hopped down the hole as Onix burrowed deeper and deeper and followed him dutifully and carefully, praying his tunnel would collapse. A few steps later, it hit him that Onix had travelled well below sea level to get to Cianwood City without having to take a boat or hitch a ride, both of which were impossible for a Pokémon of his size and weight.
Some hours later Onix burst from the depths of the Earth and emerged in Cianwood City, a small town separate from the mainland, against a large mountain. There was an entrance to the mountain, but he wasnt sure where it went. Somewhere high up, he imagined.
Meganium Man arrived a couple minutes later, his ears having popped long ago. He appeared dizzy and was briefly blinded by the sun, covering his eyes with his cape before they adjusted. He and Onix were at the north end of Cianwood City, close to the mountains entrance. Meganium Man quickly noticed it.
It looks like thats the only way in, he observed. Unless he scaled the walls or something, which is unlikely. The mountain walls were steeply sloped, almost straight, unsuitable for walking. Should we check it out?
Do we have a choice? Onix the Omnipotent asked. Meganium Man entered first.
It was a small cavern with a high ceiling and steeply sloped walls, but well lit by the lights on the ceiling. Just ahead of them was two flights of stairs which led to what they assumed was another part of the cave. Meganium Man headed up the steps with Onixs looming form behind him staying on guard, both of them clueless as to what lied ahead.
Meganium Man could see the vast ocean as he exited the cave and found himself on a road carved out of a cliffs face. Onix made a low, disturbed grunt when he saw just how high up they were, prompting Meganium man to look over the edge. A stone chip fell from the cliff and hit the water after a solid minute of falling. They carefully crept along, but when they took the right turn and saw the many wooden bridges of possibly dubious sturdiness, Meganium Man made a displeased sound of his own.
Well, at least I know how long my last minute on Earth might be, the dinosaur huffed.
They chugged along, remaining on high alert, because as wide as the road was, the wide corners left little room to see around. Something seemed wrong with this, but for all Meganium Man and Onix knew, theyd been weathered by storms.
As they came upon the first wooden bridge, Onix noticed a cave they had to take to proceed, something he considered merciful. They entered and followed the hill up to its exit, only to discover yet another bridge, this one over a crashing waterfall. No point in turning back now, Meganium Man told himself as he took his first step on the crossing. It didnt sway or even budge, allowing him to easily cross. Onix was even more hesitant, but, to his shock and awe, he didnt plummet to his death and the bridge didnt break.
Now that theyd crossed the bridge, they continued along the cliffside road and, after several twists and turns, including crossing a few more bridges, they were now along the grassy shores of the river, but the path up ahead showed something odd.
To you and I, this road would lead to the Safari Zone gate. But what Meganium Man and Onix the Omnipotent saw a construction site. There were three buildings, one of which a steely, four-story factory was complete and in use. Many transport trucks were neatly parked, and several Pokémon were patrolling its grounds, carrying wands. The duo ducked behind a hill for cover, not sure what they were looking at. Who were these Pokémon? What were they doing with those wands? Did one of them have something to do with Cranidoss death?
Something shone behind them. Meganium Man and Onix slowly turned their heads and saw two Pokémon behind them holding Petrify Wands. One was Excadrill, a brown, bipedal mole with a jagged, metal horn-like protrusion aiming forward on its head, and with large metal claws on its hands. The other was Trevenant, a ghostly tree-like Pokémon who walked on six branch-like legs, who had two thick arms and pointed fingers.
Stand up and turn around, Trevenant ordered, his single eye watching them both. The vigilante and policeman did so, facing them.
Whatre you doing here? asked Excadrill, his free hands claws scissoring the air.
I could ask you that same question, Onix quickly replied.
Excadrill stepped around them and told the duo to follow him, leading them into the factory with Trevenant covering the rear. It had all the staples of a factory: conveyor belts, pressing machines, tools of various sorts, but at the very end were shipping containers. Once they reached the second level, Excadrill knocked on a door just to his right.
Come in, said a voice at the other end. Excadrill opened it and motioned for Meganium Man and Onix the Omnipotent to enter. An Electivire, a bipedal yellow Pokémon with blacks triples, thick forearms, bulbous antenna and two black wiry tails, was sitting behind a desk.
Erm, hi, Electivire grunted. Excadrill, whore these two?
I think this ones Meganium Man, the mole replied, pointing to the dinosaur. Not sure about this lug here, he motioned to Onix.
Ah. Youre dismissed. Excadrill and Trevenant left to resume patrolling the grounds. So what can I help the gallant hero of Johto and who I assume is his wacky sidekick with?
At this point, neither one of them knew what to say. They knew what they wanted to say, but now how to go about it.
With all the subtlety of an exploding Wailord, Onix asked, Do you know this Pokémon?
He pulled a picture of Cranidos out of hammerspace and showed it to Electivire. The electric-type carefully looked it over.
I think I saw him running around the cliff face the other day. Security got kind of antsy about his safety. Why?
At that point, Onix imagined himself throwing Electivire out the window behind his desk.
He turned up dead the other day. Hes my brother.
Electivires expression sank.
Im sorry for your loss, sir. But what does this have to do with me?
His brother was killed by an extremely potent shot from a Petrify Wand, Meganium Man replied matter-of-factly. We couldnt help but notice your security guards carry them.
Why wouldnt they? Theyre extremely useful against intruders.
Onix couldnt help but notice the way Electivire ignored the first part of the statement.
Mr. Electivire, what does this factory produce, exactly? the snake asked.
The yellow Pokémon smirked. Yes, we develop and distribute weapons. Its no secret. Specifically, we develop military-grade wands, seeds and orbs. Much more dangerous than a regular wand or seed or orb.
Whats the difference? asked Onix.
For starters, a military-grade Petrify Wand kills, no questions asked.
So the one that killed my brother could be a wand used only in the military?
Electivire nodded. Unless it was a cop, but there arent any police in Johto who use these.
How can you be so sure? Meganium Man asked with a raised eyebrow.
Because we have a list of those who use them. Only Sinnoh officers are using them right now. Electivire placed a clipboard with such a list on the desk in front of them. Anything else?
No, were good, Onix replied sternly. Meganium Man wasnt interested in protesting. This was Onixs case, for all intents and purposes.
Then I bid you good day. Onix, I wish you luck in catching whoever committed this heinous act. I certainly dont blame you for coming here, but maybe try knocking on my door next time.
Onix let out a low chuckle, and he and Meganium Man left the office.

Hes lying like its gone out of style, Onix snarled as he and Meganium Man travelled along the cliffside road back to Cianwood.
How do you know? Meganium Man asked, although his tone of voice meant his suspicion was shared.
For one, he didnt bat an eye when you inferred one of his products killed Cranidos. He also saw Cranidos running around the cliff face nearby. Its not unlikely my brother stumbled upon something he wasnt supposed to. Thirdly, yknow, Dr. Blissey is positive a wand is what killed him. It didnt come from a Pokémon.
Meganium Man rolled his eyes. So whatre we supposed to do? Rip the place apart trying to find the wand and Pokémon who killed Cranidos? Im sure the Chief would totally understand.
They were about to enter the small cavern leading back to Cianwood when Onix suddenly blocked the hole, staring Meganium Man down.
Look. If it helps, I dont need your help anymore. Now you can go back to your regular life doing whatever it is you do for a living. But you dont know what its like to lose something so close to you the way I did. I dont care what you, Chief Weavile, or anyone else says: Electivire either did it or knows who did it, and I will make sure they pay for their actions. You can rat me out to the Chief if you want. But you cant stop me now.
Onix ventured into the cavern. Meganium Man followed him but kept his distance, unsure of himself. He was torn on what to do. Onix was going well over the line, starting with donning a cowl and cape, but then again, Harley had done just the same for no reason other than boredom. Weaviles eyes were already on him thanks to his involvement with Dragalge, and now he was in cahoots with one of her constables.
Blast it all! he thought. If hed just stayed home when Crawdaunt held up the Cherrygrove City bank, then this might not be happening. But then he mightve done the same thing when Raticate and his goons caused a ruckus in New Bark Town that one night. Or maybe even during Gyarados rampage. He still felt ashamed of how things went during the attack on Goldenrod City, even though hed tried as best he could to put it behind him.
It all seemed like a big mistake now, and it was starting to spiral out of control. Even his two closest friends, Ari the Typhlosion and Vic the Feraligatr, had taken up the cowl and cape and knight armor thanks to him. Now hed gotten a cop involved.
And at that point, Meganium Man ceased to exist.
Until 3am, when Harley received a panicked call from none other than Onix the Omnipotent. Shortly before theyd parted ways for what he hoped was for good, Meganium Man gave the snake the number to his burner PokéGear, which he only used in instances like this.
They got me! Onix shouted over some racket. Harley could hear shouting voices and what sounded like a shootout in the background.
What? Who got you? Harley asked, having not quite woken up.
Electivire! Something exploded in the background, fairly close to Onix, Harley guessed. He confessed to the whole thing! I have it on tape!
For crying out loud
Wherere you? Harley asked, feeling dumb.
Take a wild guess, Onix replied. I could use your help right now!
After a disappointed sigh, Harley replied, Im on my way.
Or, he would be, once he paid someone a visit

Chief Weavile wanted to rip Meganium Mans head off. She wanted to freeze him with her Ice Beam attack and keep him in the basement until the situation blew over and then drop him in Hoenns desert with his belongings. Most of all, she wanted to throw him in a cell for a couple eternities, but couldnt bring herself to do it. The dinosaur seemed so sheepish, so pathetic when he stumbled into her office, still half asleep with his cape on backwards. She knew his apology was sincere, and he even admitted she was right: he cant not stick his nose where it doesnt belong if he cant help it.
Meganium Man, Weavile, and over a dozen officers arrived at Electivires factory to see a massive fiery battleground.
Definitely Onixs work, Weavile thought, remembering the Dragons Den incident.
Electivires staff were armed to the teeth with wands, blue spheres, and seeds, the latter two strapped to belts across their chests. Amusingly, none of them had a clue where Onix was. He was 28 feet long; how could anyone lose sight of him?
Ill go find Onix! Meganium Man hollered to Weavile amidst the crackling fire. He pulled out the Petrify Wand and rushed into the blaze. Neither the Chief or her fellow officers tried to stop him, namely because she was fed up with Meganium Man even though theyd only met twice.
Meganium Man immediately caught several of the staffs eyes as he ran for the factorys front doors, thinking Onix was in there. A reddish-orange seed with a thick crack on its body hit a transport truck just to Meganium Mans right, causing the vehicle to explode in a massive fireball, sending shrapnel, glass and rubber everywhere. He crashed through the doors just as a piece of metal sliced his back, but he wasnt interested in the cut at the moment.
The factorys main level was empty, aside from the machinery. Weaviles forces had begun fighting Electivires goons, something Meganium Man learned when an unfortunate Heracross a dark green, bipedal beetle with a large horn on its snout was hurled through a window, already knocked out.
He exited through one of the factorys back doors and saw an even larger area, also on fire, with more of Electivires men on the prowl. Still no sign of Onix, but for all he knew the snake blended in with the thick smoke.
The ground shook up ahead and a towering caped serpent emerged. Onix the Omnipotent was quickly surrounded, but Meganium Man saw a crane nearby. Hed never used one before, but it was on his bucket list. Unfortunately, a container was on its cables and suspended midair. However, all he needed to do was allow Onix a chance to strike. He hurried up the ladder leading to the vacant control room, hopped in, and turned it on with the key, still in the ignition.
Electivire stormed up to Onix the Omnipotent, holding a Blast Seed.
Its time for you to meet your brother again! Electivire snarled, prepared to hurl the Blast Seed. Then, a large, rectangular shadow loomed over him. He looked up and saw the shipping container dangling over him, but before he could move, the container suddenly jerked aside. As the crane swiveled, Electivire saw a green form inside its cockpit.
He tossed the seed to Trevenant. Ill deal with Meganium Man. You deal with Onix, he said. He hurried for the crane, and a rush of fire suddenly blocked him off from the snake. No matter; the Blast Seed would kill him instantly.
Electivire scurried up the ladder, unaware that Onix had taken out his guys with a mighty swing of his tail the moment he turned his back.
The door to the cockpit was opened forcefully enough to take it off its hinges. Meganium Man turned just in time to see Electivires foot on a one-way trip to his face, kicking him through the other door and onto the swinging container.
He dropped onto the container as Meganium Man stood up and threw a powerful Thunderpunch at the dinosaurs face, sending him stumbling. The superhero went into a wild spin, coming around to sock Electivire with his vine whips. The first was an uppercut that snapped his head back, the other a hard blow to the side of the head. On other Pokémon, that wouldve been enough to end the fight, but Electivire just shook them off like they were nothing. The tips of Electivires wire-like tails were glowing and lightning crackled between them, and he unleashed a crackling blast of lightning at Meganium Man from his hands, throwing him off the container. The dinosaur landed back in the ring of fire, and watched as Electivire prepared to jump.
Onix sprung into action and slammed the cranes body with a mighty swing of his tail, breaking it in half and sending Electivire tumbling down. Meganium Man rolled back as the crane collapsed in front of him. Electivire sat up, but before he could stand, Onixs tail punted him back. When the ape was on all fours, Onix brought his tail down on his back, smashing the arms dealer to the dirt. Finally, the snake nabbed his prey in a chokehold of a coil and brought Electivire to eye level.
A Blast Seed was between Onixs lips.
It wasnt personal, Onix. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, Electivire said in a pleading tone. Meganium Man got up and watched.
It was to me, the snake replied. His eyes showed murderous intent. There was no mistaking that. And I want you to understand that. To understand what youve taken from me.
Do what you have to do, then, Electivire said.
But as Onixs tongue hit the back of the Blast Seed, he remembered Meganium Mans pleas from their chat in Dark Cave.
For crying out loud, youre a cop
Onix dropped the Blast Seed. It did nothing.
Youre under arrest.

When dawn arrived, Electivire and his merry goons had been taken away by Weaviles backup. Onix and Meganium Man were waiting to be reprimanded, shouted at, and cussed out by Chief Weavile, standing along the rivers shore. Their capes flittered in the early morning breeze. It wasnt until now that Meganium Man noticed the cuts, scrapes and bruises on Onixs hardy torso.
That was a little extreme, Meganium Man said.
Maybe, Onix replied. But I did what I set out to do, at least.
Youd better just hope the tape isnt broken.
Onix pulled out a small tape recorder from hammerspace to discover it was still in one piece.
Im good.
No, you most certainly arent! Weavile barked from behind them. She stormed over to the duo. The Lieutenants gonna have my head over this! Youll be lucky to have your job next week! She turned to Meganium Man. As for you: beat it! Your work is done here. She then ordered Onix, Let me here that tape so I know youre telling the truth.
Onix shrugged and hit the play button.
Look, Trevenant, we dont have a choice, said Electivires voice. It was muffled. Whoever that snake guy was is on to us. We have to leave while theres still time!
If you hadnt killed that kid, he wouldnt be! snarled Excadrill. Furthermore, how are we going to leave with all this material lying around?
Scorched earth policy. Leave nothing behind, Electivire replied. The factory in Unova is still standing. Itll work.
Onix hit the stop button.
I hate to say I told you so
Shut up! Weavile snapped. She yanked the tape recorder out of his tail. Youve no idea how lucky you are right now. This little cassette is the only reason the higher-ups might be lenient on you, depending on your interpretation of the term. And take that stupid costume off.
Weavile stormed off, her headache growing by the second.
Howd you even get that? Meganium Man asked, referring to the conversation.
I hid underground and recorded them. I had the recorder pressed right up against the foundations underneath their feet. Im surprised theyre even audible.
Man, that is lucky, Meganium Man said. He gazed upon the smoldering wreckage of Electivires work. Was it all worth it?
Honestly? I dont know. I dont feel any better, to be honest. Im not sure what to feel, to be honest with you. Its like Ive betrayed myself with this stupid outfit.
Onix tore off the cape and cowl and hurled them into the river. They would be thrown over the waterfall within a minute or two.
Well, now Ive fought an Electivire, Meganium Man said in a joking ton, not quite sure what to say to cap this one off.
Another thing to cross off that bucket list, eh? Onix replied in kind.

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