[White Knight]

Chris Knight
Who Cheaply Made A Sad Post Just To Get To Route 30

Chris sat outside the gate of Cherrygrove City, recovering from his run. He had returned Matt to Celia's care, and stood with his back to the city, overlooking the forest ahead. A bit more wild then Route 29 had been, he was a little fearful. Would the Pokemon be stronger? More powerful? Would his Pokemon be up to par? Putting this out of his head, he set out into the forest.

It was more different than Route 29 than he could have imagined. A dense fog covered the land, and rocky hills separated the forest. Walking blindly, he stumbled along the beaten path. Noctus was with him, trying to steer his trainer in the right direction.

"Which way now, Noctus?" Chris asked. Pointing his leg towards the left, he made a small noise. "Okay, let's go!" he began to jog, picking up his pace. As he walked on, the path grew smaller. The trees gathered closer and a dense layer of canopy covered the sky from view. The fog grew more and more dense, until neither Chris nor Noctus could see. "What do we do now? Should we just stay?" he said, looking a little bit more nervous than before. Noctus nipped his shoulder in response, knowing it would not be good if they sat and stayed.

It got a little darker, but Chris ignored it and kept walking straight. However, just a few minutes later he kept going. As trees surrounded him on both sides, the path turned into tree roots. At the first root, Chris stumbled and fell. Lying on the ground, he moaned in pain. Noctus pecked at his shoulder, telling him to get up. Chris had only gotten the wind knocked out of him; besides a small cut on his elbow, he was fine.

Getting up to walk, he suddenly screamed and fell back down. A green bug hung from a single white string, right in Chris's path. With a black face on it's back, it had looked like a ghoul in the dense fog. "Spin!" it cried, offended at the trespasser. Pinching its blood red jaw, it looked like a formidable opponent. "That looks like a good addition to my team!" he thought, looking at it. Chris reached for his pack, pulling out his Pokedex.

Fumbling to open it, it finally opened and scanned the new pokemon. "Spinarak; the String Spit Pokémon. Spinarak can climb any surface easily, and shoot a strong web from both the front and back of its body. Its prey is caught and held tight in its web." "Sounds awesome! Let's catch him Noctus!" he said, Noctus on his shoulder. He flew off the shoulder to face off the bug, not yet too afraid. "Use Tackle!" Chris commanded. The owl pokemon rammed into Spinarak, breaking the thin thread it was standing on. Climbing the tree again, it got back in its traditional position. Closing its jaws and concentrating, a thicker strain of sticky liquid hit Noctus.

His wings were wrapped into the string, falling onto the ground. Noctus cried in pain, slowly losing his ability to breathe. "Noctus!" Chris said, ripping the strings off his wings. "Use Foresight, then another Tackle!" The Pokemon complied, focusing his psychic powers in his eyes. They glowed red, and focused on Spinarak. "This is good, this means the fog won't do anything for him." Chris smiled at his strategy, then focused again. Noctus swished into the air, then pounded his beak into the little bug. "SPINNN!" it cried, falling to the ground yet again. This time, when it got back up, it was trying something different. The face on his back glowed, scaring Noctus out of doing anything more. Noctus sat huddled in his trainer's arms, not willing to go back and fight.

"Cmon Noctus! I know you can do this, just go and get him for me! For us!" Chris whispered softly. Noctus simply whimpered once, then got back on the field. Running as fast as he could, Noctus jumped and aimed for Spinarak. The green spider retracted its string, pulling it up onto a tree branch. The Hoothoot, however, was prepared for this. Without his trainer's command, he jumped and grasped the branch with his feet. The momentum brought him onto the branch, knocking Spinarak onto the moss-padded ground. It looked at its opponent with evil eyes, performing its Scary Face move yet again. This time, however, Noctus was prepared. Shaking off his fear, he leaped down, plunging his sharp stout beak into the head of the bug.

It hit, but the small horn on its head grazed Noctus's chest. Both Pokemon howled, both in serious pain. Spinarak recovered first, deciding to switch to the offensive. Jaws glowing a violent purple, tiny pricks of poison flew from his mouth onto Noctus, crippling him severely. Noctus was sprawled on the ground, poison coursing through his wings and pinning his wings. He could not move, stuck on the ground. "Oh no!" Chris cried, seeing his Pokemon unable to move.

Chris knew there was only one move left that he could use. "You won't be able to fight for much longer, will you?" Noctus shook his head, beginning to close his eyes. "Just do this one thing for me, and use one more move." Chris tried his best to convince Noctus, assuring him he would not have to get up. "Just...use Hypnosis." The psychic energy inside him was used only once before in battle, and was much more prepared than his physical strengths. His eyes shot out a red beam, captivating the attention of Spinarak. He fell asleep promptly, sitting on his back. His legs were facing up, and little spit bubbles came from his maw. Noctus, no longer able to fight, went unconscious as well. Gently putting his pokemon back in its ball. "Let's try this. Please work!" Chris grabbed a Pokeball from his waist, and walked up to the little bug. He kneeled next to it, placing the ball onto its form. It materialized into a beam of light, and the ball closed quietly. It shook twice, the button on the middle flashing red. "Pleasepleasepleaseplease..." he thought quietly.