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The Dark Type	By : Manifest Destiny Category: Pokemon > General Views: 36309 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12
What Blue Eyes See #1
Lava Walker
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Hello there.
What I’m about to show you is an evening news broadcast that aired live throughout in the Unova region, and then replayed around the world for weeks to come. The date of the event is June 18, 1993. And this is the story of how the Lava Walker got his name.
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“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Continuing from earlier this evening, we’re covering live the unexpected and seemingly natural volcanic eruption of Mount Ashkenaz, the site of Unova’s new Victory Road. Earlier today, construction workers were reporting an alarmingly substantial increase in heat as they were excavating a new section of tunnels. Soon after, the workers were seen fleeing the network of paths inside the mountain. Flows of lava began pouring through the newly carved tunnels, destroying much of the heavy drilling and mining equipment, as well as costing a few workers their lives. Other casualties are reported to have mild to severe burns, but are expected to make a full recovery.
“Mount Ashkenaz was first made a Unova National Landmark back in 1934, when the Unova Pokémon League moved its headquarters from Undella Town to its peak. It showed no signs of having any volcanic activity—past or present—until early this morning, leaving many official geologists utterly stunned when they were asked for their opinion. Driftveil City’s own Clayton ‘Clay’ Collier had this to say:
The feed cut to a still shot of the Driftveil City Gym Leader, transcribed words filled the screen as an audio clip played. It was a phone conversation: “It’s just a mountain, I tell ya. There ain’t no way that a mound of dirt can just turn volcano like that without a single hint, or without a little seismic tremor. Nothing, then all this. It don’t make a lick of sense.”
The news reporter resumed speaking, “Just after the break, we received confirmation that both the regional Champion and the Elite Four are safe and accounted for, and the League headquarters has been evacuated. As of now, we can confirm that members Grimsley and Shauntal are working with authorities in Opelucid City to prepare evacuation contingencies there as well. While the lava flows are still miles away from the city itself, projected spread of the lava indicates that Opelucid may be in danger if the flows aren’t stopped.
“We’re receiving word now that our eye-in-the-sky reporter, Mark Stevens, is now on site just above Route 10. Mark, what can you tell us that we don’t already know?”
The video split, the second half of the screen now showing a man wearing large headphones sitting in a helicopter. He held a microphone close to his face, the background noise from the blades of the helicopter making it slightly difficult to make out what he was saying.
“John, what we’re seeing is nothing like what we would call a normal phenomenon,” he yelled into the mic. He continued talking as the camera panned out of the open door of the helicopter.
“As you can see, there hasn’t been a telltale eruption. There isn’t any large plume of ash, or any earthquakes to cause rockslides. The newly dug tunnels, specifically the ones close to the top of Mount Ashkenaz, are openly spewing hot lava. The molten rock is then slowly cascading down the side of the mountain, clearing away trees and any man-made obstacle in its path.”
“Has anyone been able to pin down a cause for this strange volcanic activity?”
“Before we took off,” Mark said, “I had the chance to talk with one of the workers digging out one of the deeper tunnels. He told me they heard their machinery hit something much harder than the surrounding rock. By the time they could reposition their equipment, the intense heat began radiating out of that spot. The worker reported hearing what sounded like a roar just as the lava began filling the tunnels.”
“You mean to suggest this is the result of some creature? A Pokémon?”
Mark nodded as the camera panned back to him, “That’s what many who were in the tunnels are suggesting. They—”
BOOM
The live video feed showed the helicopter make a sudden lurch to the side and then cut to static. Audio was still working, but it was only the incoherent yells of the passengers, as well as a frightening roar. The news reporter in the studio sat his set desk in shock for a few moments before regaining his composure.
“Mark? Are you still with us?”
The video feed then reestablished. It showed what looked like the interior of the helicopter, at a ninety degree tilt. The camera man seemed to have lost his grip of the camera.
“…still here John,” came a voice as the live feed showed the camera being picked up, centering on the helicopter reporter. He immediately motioned to film out the aircraft’s door. Rocks and lava were now fountaining out of the mountainside, raining down onto the ground below.
“As you can see, thanks to our skillful pilot, we narrowly escaped the sudden blast of Ashkenaz’s very late eruption. Lava is now flowing much more quickly, as well as now coming out of tunnels farther down the— Wait a moment…”
“What is it, Mark?”
“There,” the camera began to zoom in close to the lava spout, “can you see that? Something’s moving, coming out of the— what in the world?”
The upward spray of lava began do die down as the creature broke the surface. Surrounded by the lava flowing down around it, the wide-mouthed creature emerged from the mountain. Its body glowed with a fierce heat. Its head shined bright silver, metallic and hard, while some of its body looked indistinguishable from the molten rock around it.
“That’s a… That’s a Pokémon?”
“Ladies and Gentlemen,” John said, “it does appear that a Pokémon has emerged from the lava flow on top of Mount Ashkenaz. We can only assume that it is responsible for this unexpected volcanic event.”
“John, we just heard from our pilot; he thinks that’s a Heatran. A Legendary Pokémon said to be born from volcanoes.”
“Why is it here, do you think?”
“We can’t be sure now, but if I had to guess, the workers must have found it sleeping, dormant, and disturbed it with their mining equipment.”
The video showed the Heatran walking around the slag-ridden summit of the mountain. Every so often it would rear back, open is huge mouth, and spew a fresh spray of lava into the sky.
“Hold on a minute,” Mark said. The camera then panned to the edge of the lava flow at the peak of the mountain. The road that leads to the Pokémon league headquarters was largely unaffected, apart from being covered in a minor amount of lava, the majority of which was flowing down the mountain. Standing on the road was a man, just at the edge of the molten rock.
“I believe that’s the newly appointed Elite Four member, Dalton Drake,” Mark said. “He’s— Oh my god!”
The impossibility of it stunned everyone watching, at home, in the news studio, in the helicopter, and for weeks and months to come. The man with orange hair began to step out onto the lava. The news reporter had to struggle not to look horrified as the scene unfolded, but then his face soon shifted into wonder.
Dalton did not burst into flames or hideously melt into the liquid rock. He stood on top of it.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he said, “It appears Elite Four Dalton is walking on the lava.”
Adding to the spectacle, Dalton was not standing on any of the molten lava, rather the liquid rock had cooled around his feet. Shiny black stone radiated three feet around him. He began his pace forward, the lava in front of him cooling well before he ever came in contact with it. Behind him, his path of solid rock was melting again. He was surrounded on all sides by searing hot lava. And he was heading straight for its very enraged source.
“He’s—,” Mark’s voice came again, “Dalton’s actually walking up to the Pokémon. Wait, there’s Champion Alder!”
Being carried by his trademark Volcarona, Alder soon caught up with the Elite Four member, trying to stay clear away from the intense heat of the lava below. Their voices were lost due to the distance, but it was clear Alder gesturing for his subordinate to retreat. Dalton continued walking even as the Champion pleaded for his return. The Legendary Pokémon spotted the flying target and sent a stream of flames toward it. Alder’s Volcarona carried him to safety just as Dalton reached where Heatran stood.
The Lava Dome Pokémon finally took notice of the human standing on his handiwork and looked down at it.
“The Pokémon—Heatran, has stopped its rampage. It seems Elite Four member Dalton is trying to reason with it,” Mark said. “He’s holding something in his hand, something round.”
“Is he planning on catching it in a Poké Ball?”
“No, it’s too large for that. It looks like a stone, or a rock. A bright orange rock. The Heatran seems interested in it.”
The live feed zoomed in as much as it would go, focusing on the scene unfolding in the blazing heat. Dalton held out the large round stone in both hands, offering it to the creature. If he was afraid of what he was doing, the tiny image of Dalton didn’t show it. He just stood on his impossible black disk of rock, staring into the eyes of a creature that made its home in temperatures that would fry any human in an instant.
The two reporters were silent during this exchange, waiting on held breaths to witness the result of the confrontation. Finally, the standoff came to an abrupt end. The Heatran snatched up the offered stone in its mouth and swallowed it. A few moments passed, then the lava all around atop Mount Ashkenaz began to darken and cool. Dalton Drake then calmly walked up to the hulking Legendary Pokémon, reached up, and placed his hand on its silvery forehead. The Pokémon seemed to return the gesture by lowering its head closer to Dalton’s.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the news reporter finally spoke again, “I believe we just witnessed the taming of a Legendary Pokémon.”
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People sitting at home all over the region watched as their newest Elite Four member became their strongest. The addition of a Pokémon considered Legendary makes for a fierce opponent. And a dangerous enemy, as I would find out eventually. He became known as Dalton Drake, the Lava Walker. He owes his reputation and his command over flame and heat to his oldest friend.
But that’s another story entirely.
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To Be Continued…
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