Pokemon Conclave
Part 22: The Maidens of the Peak
© 1999-2000 Willow McCall
“Welcome to the Maiden’s Peak Summer
Festival!” a banner over Aoife’s head announced. Before the group
was a spacious fairground, normally empty, but not today. Today it
was filled to capacity with crowds, rides, and booths. There was
a stage in the middle of the fairground, a band taking their places onstage,
getting ready to play.
“Coooool!” Aoife squealed.
“I love carnivals. This is gonna be great!”
Sora immediately grabbed Aoife and
Ferio’s hands. “Come on, let’s go on one of those roller coasters!
This one looks exciting…”
“Um, how about we stick together
first,” Aidan suggested. “We might get lost.”
“Okay,” Sora agreed. “And
just in case someone does get lost, we should arrange for somewhere to
meet.”
“The entrance would be the obvious choice,”
Petra reasoned. “So what should we do first?”
Ferio was already starting to walk
toward the booths. “I want to try out one of these,” she said, stopping
in front of a booth with bottles arranged along the back.
“You want a try?” the booth operator
offered. “75 yen for three balls. How about it, young lady?”
“Well, why not?” Ferio handed
the operator 75 yen and in exchange he handed her three tennis balls.
Ferio stared at the bottles in concentration, then wound up and threw as
hard and fast as she could. It looked effortless on her part, but
in just the one throw all three bottles clattered to the ground.
The booth operator just stared.
“Wow. That’s the quickest anyone’s ever done that.”
Ferio smiled. “Is there a
prize?”
“Certainly is,” the operator said,
handing Ferio a huge stuffed Bulbasaur.
“Wow, Ferio, that was really good,”
Aidan said. “I mean, you must have set a new world record there!”
Suddenly Aidan got an idea. In a flash he was up at the booth, waving
75 yen in the operator’s face. “I’d like a try, please!” He
turned back to Ferio and winked. “I’m gonna win you something, Ferio.”
Ferio rolled her eyes. “Please,
don’t bother. I already have this tacky thing.” She looked
around the fairground. “I’m going to go find a Pokemon center.
I should put this in my Item PC.”
“Hey, that gives me an idea too!”
Sora took 75 yen out of her wallet and handed it to the booth operator.
“May I have a few tries too?” She winked and jerked her head over
at Aidan. “I want to win him something.”
“Good luck,” the booth operator
wished her, handing her the three balls.
Aidan wasn’t having much luck himself.
He had already thrown his three and hadn’t even come close to the bottles.
“Another try, please?” he asked, producing 75 more yen.
“Heh, I’m gonna get rich if these
kids keep trying to win each other something,” the greedy operator
thought.
Petra and Aoife had tired of this
and were sitting in the seats in front of the stage, waiting for the band
to start. “This carnival is gonna be great!” Petra was saying.
“I bet there are _masses_ of cute girls here just waiting for me to find
them!”
“Sure, Petra, whatever,” Aoife said,
knowing that Petra said this about every event they visited. “Hey,
someone’s coming on stage,” Aoife said. “It’s…uh oh.” She stopped
because the performers that were coming on stage were young female dancers.
The band that was setting up earlier was just their accompaniment.
Petra had already noticed this and
was getting up out of her seat, trying to find a seat closer to the stage.
“Oh, wow! See, Aoife, I told you there would be girls! I gotta
get a better seat.”
“Wait up a minute, Petra!” Aoife
stumbled through the rows of seats to catch up to her friend.
Petra had gotten two front-row seats.
“Here, Aif, I saved this seat for you.”
“Joy to the world,” Aoife muttered,
sinking down into her seat. The dancers took their places and started
their routine, and Petra was already out of her seat and hanging on to
the edge of the stage to get a better look.
“Hey, wait a sec…” As Aoife
watched the dancers, she saw a familiar face. Behind the kerchief
that all the dancers wore, this one had long wavy red hair, and brown eyes
accentuated with makeup. She was younger than the other dancers too,
and shorter. “Omigod, it’s Fawn!”
She shook Petra’s shoulders, trying
to get her to pay attention. “Petra, look at that girl in the front
up there, the redhead. Does she look familiar?”
“Well, come to think of it, she
is younger than the others,” Petra observed. “But yeah, she does
look familiar a little.”
“That’s because that’s FAWN!” Aoife
said.
“Fawn?” Petra repeated. “Your
rival Fawn?”
“No, another Fawn,” Aoife deadpanned.
“And those guys in the band, those are those guys that are always following
her around!” She jumped out of her seat and marched over to the stage
door. “I’m going to have a word with her after she’s finished performing…”
“Have it your way,” Petra said,
still watching the other girls.
Once the dancers left the stage,
Aoife was waiting there to confront Fawn. When Fawn saw Aoife she
stopped short. “Aoife?”
“That’s right,” Aoife said.
“What are you doing dancing up there?”
Fawn shrugged. “I’m taking
a break from training for a while since I’m so far ahead. Besides,
I’ve always wanted to dance, so when they were holding auditions for the
Maidens of the Peak—that’s the name of the dance troupe—I decided to go
for it.”
“And your little henchmen?” Aoife
demanded. “What are they doing in the band?”
“They auditioned, of course,” Fawn
said. “How else did you think they got this gig?”
“Because their girlfriend is in
the dance troupe,” Aoife muttered. “Well, congratulations,” she said,
not really meaning it. “I better go find Petra now, ‘cause who knows
what she might do if she’s not supervised.”
***
After the dancers had left, Petra
figured there was nothing else worth watching so she wandered off.
When she arrived at the booth they had first visited, she was amused to
see that Aidan was still there (Sora must have given up).
“Any luck yet, Aid?” Petra asked,
coming up behind him.
“Would I still be here if I’d won?”
Aidan responded.
“Guess not. How much have
you spent so far?”
“I lost track when I hit the 1000
yen mark.”
“1000 yen? When was that?”
“Half an hour ago.”
“Oh.” Petra turned away from
the booth and looked out across the bay. Her eyes fell upon a peak,
where she saw a beautiful maiden with a flower in her long lavender hair,
looking across the waters.
“Wow,” Petra said. “Hey, Aidan,
check this out.”
“Not now, I’m busy.”
“Aidan, you can come back and do
this tomorrow.” Petra pulled him away from the booth to show him
the maiden. “Look.”
Aidan looked up at the peak and
saw the same sight Petra had. “Wow, she’s cute.”
“Cute?” Petra repeated. “Hello,
this is the most beautiful woman I’ve seen since…well, since we met Ferio.”
She grabbed Aidan’s hand and dragged him off. “Come on, let’s go
meet this girl! Besides, she’s on a peak. She can’t run away
from us.”
***
“She’s lucky, actually,”
Aoife thought, walking through the fairgrounds in search of Petra.
“She has three…well, they’re basically her boyfriends, I guess.
Her fan club. And she’s actually a really good dancer. That
dance troupe looked very professional up there. I guess I’m just
jealous of her, and how she seems to be just like me, except better in
every way.”
Aoife was headed for the entrance
to the fairgrounds, and when she looked up she saw Sora and Ferio already
there.
“Hey, Aif,” Sora called to her.
“Whatcha doing?”
“Looking for Petra,” Aoife replied.
“You mean Petra’s out in the fairgrounds
alone, unsupervised?” Ferio asked. “That’s not good. Who knows
what she’ll do?”
“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking,”
Aoife said. “Come to think of it, where do you think Aidan is?”
“Probably still at that booth,”
Ferio laughed. “Pitiful.”
“Well, I’m going to go look for
him,” Sora announced. “You guys coming?”
“Sure,” Aoife and Ferio agreed.
The three of them found the booth, but found no Aidan or Petra.
“Excuse me,” Sora walked up to the
booth and addressed the operator.
“You back for another try?” the
operator asked. “I thought you’d given up.”
“Not exactly,” said Sora.
“Um, you know that guy that was here earlier?”
“Oh yeah, the one you wanted to
win something for.”
Sora blushed. “Yeah, that
one. And there was a girl with short purple hair that might have
been with him…have you seen either of them?”
“Yeah, I seen ‘em.” The operator
lit up a cigarette and Sora, Aoife, and Ferio coughed. “They said
something about going up to a peak to meet a girl. Probably went
to Maiden’s Peak.”
“Maiden’s Peak?” Aoife repeated.
“Where exactly is the peak?”
“On the waterfront. Can’t
miss it,” the operator said. “It’s this big rock with a statue of
some chick on it.”
Ferio bristled at his use of the
word “chick”. “Did they say anything else?”
“Just that they were goin’ up there
to meet this chick. I didn’t hear nothin’ else. Now, are ya
gonna play or what?”
“No thanks.” Ferio turned
away from the booth and started marching towards the exit.
“But Ferio,” Aoife complained, “if
we leave the fairgrounds we’ll have to pay another entrance fee!”
“Or not,” Ferio corrected.
“We bought a three-day ticket, remember? We’re even staying in the
Pokemon Center in the fairgrounds.”
“Oh, that’s right,” Aoife said.
They were walking along the beach, and Aoife was keeping her eyes peeled
for the peak. “Is that it?” she asked, pointing to a pinnacle rising
from the sea.
“Probably,” Sora said. “And
it looks like there’s someone standing on it. That could be the statue
he talked about.”
“Let’s go!” Ferio took off
running towards the peak, with Sora and Aoife trying to keep up.
Their feet sank into the sand on the beach every time they took a step,
but the thick sand didn’t seem to affect Ferio. She arrived at the
peak, which was separated from the main part of the cliff by a gap in the
rock. A railing barred anyone from falling off the cliffs, and it
was this railing that Petra and Aidan were leaning on…along with Clyde,
with an irate and yelling Bonnie a few feet away.
“Oh, great,” Ferio muttered.
“Are they there?” Sora asked, as
she and Aoife arrived at the cliff.
“Oh, great,” Aoife echoed Ferio’s
sentiments. “Team Rocket are here too.”
Ferio pointed to Bonnie and Clyde.
“You know those guys?”
“We certainly do,” Aoife said.
“And very well at that. Too well, maybe.”
“CLYDE!” Bonnie yelled at her partner-in-crime.
“Are you deaf? I said let’s go back to the fair so we can steal some
more Pokemon! Clyde?”
“No, you go ahead,” Clyde said.
“I want to stay here with Aphrodite.”
“Aphrodite?” Aoife repeated, approaching
Team Rocket cautiously.
“That’s what he named the statue.”
Bonnie rolled her eyes. “And now he’s got those two calling her that
too.”
“Yoo-hoo, Aphrodite!” Petra called
to the statue. “Want to go out with me? Please?”
“That’s the most beautiful statue
I’ve ever seen!” Aidan said.
“Well, at least he’s not fawning
all over me like he usually does,” Ferio said. “That’s a blessing.”
“Hey, wait!” Bonnie noticed
who had spoken to her for the first time. “It’s the brats!
Clyde, let’s do the motto. Clyde?”
“Maybe,” Clyde said noncommittally.
“Okay, fine, I’ll do it by myself.”
Bonnie cleared her throat and started to do their motto. “Prepare
for trouble!”
“And make it double,” Clyde said,
while still gazing at “Aphrodite”.
Bonnie sweatdropped. “Er,
to rule the world with greatest power?”
“Stalking around at the midnight
hour,” Clyde jumped in just in time, somehow managing to be on time with
the motto even though he was still focused on the statue.
“To denounce the greatness of evil
and sin!”
“With our Pokemon, we’re sure to
win!”
“Bonnie!”
“Clyde and Aphrodite!”
“Team Rocket, flying in the night!”
“Surrender now or you’ll lose the
fight!”
Ferio applauded. “Bravo.
So you’re from Team Rocket, are you?”
“Yeah,” Aoife said. “We’ve
had to deal with them before.”
“I don’t suppose you’ve heard about
Team Rocket’s little Silph Co. invasion being foiled?” Sora asked.
“We have, in fact,” Bonnie grumbled.
“Wait…don’t tell me that was you?”
“Of course it was!” Aoife said.
“Who else would be talented enough to pull that off?”
“Might I remind you, Aoife,” Ferio
interrupted dryly, “that _we_ pulled it off, not you. The whole time
_we_ were busting Team Rocket’s operation, _you_ were sitting in a cell
in the prisoner’s bay.”
“Never mind that,” Sora said, “what
about Aidan and Petra?”
“Forget about us,” Petra said.
“I want to stay out here a little longer.” Aoife looked doubtful.
“Don’t worry! I’ll be back at the Pokemon Center by lights out.”
“If you say so,” Aoife said.
“Okay, guys, I guess they want to stay here, so let’s go back to the fair.”
***
“I wonder when they’ll be back?”
Aoife worried, her face pressed against the window of the Pokemon Center,
looking for Ferio and Sora, who had gone out to check on Petra and Aidan
half an hour before.
“Young lady,” a soft female voice
said behind Aoife. Aoife turned and saw a Nurse Faith with a cloth
in hand. “I’d appreciate if you didn’t touch the window. You’ll
get smudges on it.”
“Sorry,” Aoife said, sitting down.
Faith wiped down the windows, then came to sit beside her.
“You waiting for someone?” Faith
asked.
Aoife nodded. “Yeah.
A couple of my friends were looking at the Maiden’s Peak statue the last
time we saw them, and then Ferio and Sora went out to check on them.”
She looked out the window. “I hope they come back soon.”
“The Maiden’s Peak statue?” Faith
said. “Oh, yes, I’ve heard of the legend of that statue. It
is said that a young woman waited there while her love sailed out to sea.
He never returned, and she waited there so long she turned to stone.
Now her ghost still resides there, and once a year, at the time of the
Maiden’s Peak Summer Festival, the ghost lures young men there.”
“And the occasional girl-crazy young
woman,” Aoife muttered. “But that’s really interesting. Do
you think that’s what could have happened?”
“I’m sure of it,” Faith said.
“This same thing happened last year. We believe it might be the work
of a ghost Pokemon.”
Aoife gulped. “A ghost Pokemon.
Great.”
“Aoife!” Sora burst through the
doors of the Pokemon Center and grabbed Aoife by the hand. “Come
quickly! There’s a Gengar out on the peak!”
“A Gengar?” Aoife asked.
“I knew it!” Faith said triumphantly.
“May I come too?”
“Uh, sure!” Sora agreed. “Ferio’s
keeping it busy until we get there, but fighting against ghost type is
a huge mismatch, so we don’t know how long she’ll last.”
They arrived at the peak to see
Aidan, Petra, and Clyde floating above the statue, and a Gengar standing
on the head of the statue. Bonnie had a hold on one of Clyde’s feet,
trying (but not succeeding) to pull him back down.
“Clyde, get down from there!” she
yelled. “Clyde—whoa!” Clyde’s boot came loose, sending Bonnie
flying backwards.
“Go, Mankey!” Ferio was yelling.
“Use Double Kick!”
Mankey jumped up and did a flying
kick at Gengar, but it went straight through Gengar’s gaseous body.
“You fool!” Gengar said. “Don’t
you know that fighting Pokemon have no effect on me?”
“It talks?” Aoife, Sora, and Faith
asked.
“I’ll help, Ferio!” Aoife joined
in the battle, throwing one of her Pokeballs. “Go, Pele!”
The Gengar turned into a fire extinguisher.
“Puny little thing!”
“Peleeee!” Pele screeched, hiding
behind a boulder. Aoife returned it and sent out Shellder and Weepinbell,
both at the same time.
“If we play by the rules, we’ll
never finish this battle,” she decided.
Gengar produced a fork. “Oh,
oysters! I love those!”
“Shellder!” Shellder squealed, withdrawing
inside its shell again.
“As for you…” Gengar turned to Weepinbell
and took out a pair of clippers. “Time to do a little pruning!”
“Weep weep!” Weepinbell yelled,
bouncing away from Gengar.
“Shellder, Weepinbell, return!”
Aoife said, returning both her Pokemon. “If only we could use Aidan’s
ghost Pokemon…” she looked up at the floating Aidan. “But he’s under
a spell.”
“I think we’ll just have to wait,”
Faith said. “By morning the ghost will have gone away. Usually
it only haunts for one night, leaving the next day.”
“Good,” Aoife said, relieved.
“Wait out the storm. And in the morning, everything will be back
to normal again.”
Author's Notes
Sorry that battle with the Gengar was
so lame, but it was just...unbeatable, you know? Aidan was the only
one who could have saved them, and he was...out of commission at the moment.
I know it's not really like them to just leave their friends there, but
they'll come back for them in the next episode (Bonnie will come back for
Clyde too). I thought the fair scenes were cute, that was probably
the best part.
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