Book One: Wrath, Chapter Three-
The sun rose again on the sleepy little town. Rei awakened to find the Kakuna sleeping next to her. She climbed out of her bed, careful not to wake the sleeping monster, and prepared for her day. She walked down to the shop doors, preparing to open them for the day, with the Kakuna hanging on her back. Off in the distance, she heard the weak voice of Flubit. There he was sitting on his porch like usual, petting his Nidoqueen. She decided to stop by to say hello and tell him the good news about her Pokemon. His response was not what she was expecting.
"Evolved?" Flubit said shocked. "Already? Are you saying that the Weedle already evolved?"
"Is that a problem?"
"It may not be," he explained, "but it still raises some questions. I'm beginning to think that this Weedle of yours wasn't as young as I thought it was. Would you mind if I examined it?" She picked the Kakuna off from her back and handed it to him to feel since he could not see it. He ran his fingers gently around the cocoon. "Interesting," he said to himself, "I first thought that you had a very young Weedle due to its size, but, as you can see, it is just very small for its species. In short, its a runt." He returned it to her. She took a good look at it. He was right. It easily fit into both of her hands. The ones her father trained were almost double its size. "Now that jus solves one of the queries. All of the last questions can be answered with one single fact that will bring together all of the pieces of the puzzle. Apparently, it has been trained by someone else." She stared at him in a confused manner.
"How did you ever come to that?" she asked curiously.
"It's simple, really," he went on. "My first hunch was that you found it in the forest, where Weedles don't normally live. The only reasonable answer to how it got there was someone brought it there. Second, the way you described its fight with the Pidgey to me. The tactics it used were too advanced for a monster fresh from the wild. It had to have been taught them, or learned them in some way. And lastly, its recent evolution. There is no way something of that size could have ever made it to the point of evolving by itself. Without human intervention, that Weedle would have been a meal a long time ago."
"So you think it got separated by its original trainer?" Rei sympathetically asked while stroking the cocoon. "You poor thing."
"Not likely," Flubit interrupted. "I'd say it was abandonment." The words almost struck her. "It was so scrawny, the trainer probably left it in the forest thinking it would be worthless."
"Oh." They sat quietly for awhile. The silence was finally broken by Behemoth. "Are you sure she's well?" She placed her hand on the Nidoqueen's forehead. It was burning.
"She took a turn for the worst late last night. I meant to bring it up earlier but..." he trailed off. Rei became slightly embarrassed.
"Sorry," she apologized. "Is there anything you want be to do to help?"
"I know it's asking a little much," he hesitated, "but could you get her to doctor?"
"It's be my pleasure," she assured him. He returned the Nidoqueen to its Pokeball and handed it over to Rei. They said their good byes, and she entered the forest.
When Rei arrived at the hospital, the news was not good.
"I'm sorry, miss, but I'm afraid that your monster will have to stay with us for a while. She has contracted a very serious illness," the nurse informed her. Rei had found the matter almost comical since last she came, the nurse told her it was just a cold.
"I see." She questioned, "so, how long are we looking at?"
"We never know with cases like this," the nurse told her. "Although it should be no more then a day or two."
"Okay, I'll be back tomorrow." Rei was use to being in her small hometown and did not care much for the big city life. She just wanted to leave, but knowing that by the time she got back home she would have to turn around and come back, the decision was made that she would wait it out, as discomforting as that may be to her. She hoped Flubit would not worry too much about them. Rather then spend all of her time waiting in the city itself, she reentered the forest, making sure not to venture to far into it.
The first was uneventful. The time was mainly spent strolling the woodland scenery and resting against trees. The nurse told her that the procedure was taking longer then expected and would probably need another day to fully recover. On the next day when she spent more time in the woodlands, while Rei was in one of the tree's top high above, her relaxation was disturbed by a loud noise. She almost tumbled out of the tree. Angrily, she sought the cause of the disruption. Coming back in for another swoop, the 'disruption' was a bird with the familiar scarred wing, although it was much larger from when they last met. It now sported a growing crest of feathers on its head. Reacting quickly, Rei grabbed on to the a branch above her to pull herself out of the Pidgeotto's way. After barely dodging the attack, she had no need to tell Kakuna to fight, for it had already left her. The dwarf cocoon crawled to the end of a limb. They were high inside of the forest's canopy, so maneuverability while flying would prove difficult for the bird.
Spitting forth a line of silky thread, the Kakuna snatched onto a branch to hoist itself into the Pidgeotto's path. As the bird drew nearer, it lashed out its toxic stinger. The Pidgeotto curved upwards at the last second, eluding its stinger and snapping the branch its line was attached to. Its pincers latched onto a bough before it slipped to its doom. The bird perched upon it and began to peck away at the wood. Before it was whittled through, the Kakuna shot another line. This time, it was to the Pidgeotto's leg. When the wood broke, the bird had an unexpected weight added to it. Not only did it have to bear the Kakuna's body, but he large piece of timber it held in its clutches. The thread spun by Kakuna's is remarkably resistant and could hold all of the weight. Unfortunately, the avis did not have the endurance of the string.
Flapping frantically, the Pidgeotto soared about through the forest, weaving through the trees hoping to lighten its burden. Kakuna wildly curved its body to keep it and the broken branch from smashing into the bark coated towers, for it was what burdened the bird's flight so. The two traveled deeper into the woodlands, and the trees grew denser. Collision with a tree became obvious, and the cocoon immediately reinforced its shell. The once dull armor now sparkled as its durability went threefold. The Pidgeotto came to a sudden halt, whipping around the cord the Kakuna had bound to it. The abrupt stop tossed the dangling bug forward heading right for a massive tree trunk. It twisted its body so that its back would clash with it, protecting the severed bough. As its shielded carapace was flung into the trunk, the wood splintered away from the seemingly undamaged casing. Opening its large black eye again, it squirmed its way out of the cavity it made in the tree. Frustrated with the failure of it effort, the Pidgeotto took flight again. Gathering even more speed then before, the bird hurled the suspended cocoon into another tree, with a similar effect as the last time. The blow nearly carved the tree in two and left a jagged wound in its side, but the Kakuna bounced off in an unfazed condition.
The Pidgeotto's attempts were failing, and it was growing mad and out of breathe. The bird beat its sore wings, lifting itself high into the air. Straight through the canopy, it went dragging Kakuna behind it. It's flight continued high into the heavens where it made a grand arch. Now, it spiraled back down the earth. The momentum it gained in the downfall was staggering. Kakuna was tossed around through the canopy like leaf in a storm. The stick it carried was either shattered or dropped on its way back down. The Pidgeotto was planning on making it a splat on the ground unless it did something about it. Not knowing what else to do, it cut the line. The bird swerved from the ground in time so that it would not end up a splat itself. Still, the Kakuna dropped at an enormous speed. It discharged an array of threads binding to anything in range. The silky fibers were able to absorb the force safely for it. Releasing them all but one, it swung around to tree where it went into hiding.
The Pidgeotto had lost track of the Kakuna and now slowly scanned the forest for its location. An eerie silence filled the landscape as it stalked its opponent. Its keen eyes scoured the floor but did not heed to above. Remaining perfectly still in the shadows, the Kakuna waited for the right time to come. When the bird drew directly in front of it, it pushed off and landed squarely on its back. Familiar with what its foe was trying to accomplish, the Pidgeotto went to ram its back into a tree, but found it was not able to. The Kakuna had its pincers positioned on the base of its wings, binding and restricting them. It could have just pulled them back and sent the two of them crashing into the ground, but it did not. Instead, it took careful consideration in angling the wings correctly to cause it to smash into trees on its way down. It was getting payback.
The Pidgeotto was battered and bruised by the time it reached the floor. All of the fight had left it as it struggled to even pant. Rei had descended the tree she watched the battle from and approached her victorious Pokemon. The Kakuna had dozed off from fatigue, and Rei gently scooped it up into her arms. She was uncertain as to whether she should praise or scold it for its method of victory. With such a relentless attitude, she began to wonder what type of person the Kakuna's original trainer was. Furthermore, she wondered why the Pidgeotto came over here. Its territory was on the other side of the forest. Their battle had lasted sometime, though, and the sun dipped down into the horizon. Holding the stiffened cocoon tight in her arms, she set back to the city.
She only made a few steps before she could hear it. A man was screaming. The voice seemed familiar to her in someway.
"Kazi! Kazi! Where are you, Kazi?" he called over and over. It was the man from her shop the other day. Finally, he reached the point where the Pidgeotto laid crippled on the ground. "Oh my-!"
