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    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: Your situation at hand, and your rational thoughts grinding at the fame amongst the KND, you nevertheless give an alibi for the agent to Jason before accepting the boy’s aid before making a motion towards Jason, your intentions to keep him safe not lost on Numbuh 387 as he gives a simple nod, almost as though accepting of any help before heading up the corridor.

    “I’ve isolated the vectors of the operative storage facility, though it’s a little guarded, but nothing Numbuh Two-Pi-Rad can’t break through,” Numbuh 387 announces as he points the Forretress towards two grunts standing guard at a door as the Bagworm Pokémon focuses before letting loose an electrical cannonball, the zap cannon exploding between the two, stunning them silently as the muffled boom knocks them down, clearly paralyzing them as Two-Pi-Rad hums to itself as you and Jason head into the door, Grim’s pseudo-psychic powers easily locating Jason’s Pokémon as well as yours, until you realise that one’s missing, a certain sugar-pilfering Quagsire of yours. Turning to 387, you notice him recall Two-Pi-Rad before sending out another bug, the deep blue Hercules beetle’s eyes darting around the area before the Heracross heads down a corridor.

    “Me and Numbuh Haych-Haych-Haych are gonna make a massive distraction, to lure the majority of the grunts out whie you head for the docks. Knowing their current operation, my guess is that your Quagsire’s aquatic typing would make for excellent profit material in their eyes.”

    As 387 and HHH head into the storeroom, the agent pointing down a hallway as the location of the docks, Jason opens his mouth to speak before closing it again, deeply confused as to the situation and deciding it best to not inquire about it as you head down the hall. After a few minutes of movement, you question the lack of galactic presence before the normally silent alarms suddenly start blaring as the corridor lights up red and an intercom suddenly blurts to life, stating maximum security breach just before a rather angry Yanma smashes it with a wing attack before darting down the hallway, screeching angrily as you realise what 387 meant by distraction as the metaphorical faeces hits the fan, the released Pokémon running rampage through the galactic base.

    Grabbing your arm, Jason hauls you down the corridor where you are witness to a scene that can ony be described has Havoc, the Golbat flitting around failing in their attempts to lull so many angry things to sleep that they give up and start attacking at random and caged Pokémon being released at random by others, all the while Galactic grunts try in vain to keep the situation under control as a familiar Toxicroak hops down in front of you, its claw tainted purple as you recall that a scratch from one can be fatal...

    Before it can strike, however, it is knocked back by a hard head as a Lairon bulldozes into it, the light on the pokeball evident of the owner as Jason calls to you.

    “Shadow! Cut through while you can! I’ll keep this guy off your back, find your Quagsire!” Looking ahead towards the warzone that the docks have became, you find a cage with several fearful looking Wooper and a Quagsire inside as a steamed Grotle stands before them, focusing energy into the bushes on its back at the order of a grunt, ready to unleash an attack on the defenceless creatures...
    Above all the chaos Shadow determined himself to maintain a cool head above all else. The caged Water Fish seemed familiar somehow: was it the same prison that he, Jason and Mango had saw before they were captured? If such was the case, Mango would had to be somewhere else.

    "Grim, keep that Future Sight active! Find Mango out of all this!" he shouted, before tearing a PokeBall off his belt. It seemed that the Galactic Grunts were nearing towards rage, and ready to attack anything but their allies to ensure their operations proceeded hitchless. "Factor, BATTLE STATIONS!"

    "Breon!" Performing a graceful backflip, fitting of Sector Shadow's Beauty Contest representative, the Umbreon landed neatly on his soft paws. While normally shy, the experience Factor had gained from Daycare and his first dabbles in battling paid off, and while Numbuh i was the Pokemon-next-door as ever he realised that something had to be done. His gleaming eyes dipped into a frown as his patterned rings pulsed.

    "Factor, Sucker Punch to disrupt that Grotle, then a point-blank Blizzard! Follow up with a Yawn!"
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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Ampere Beach: The Ruby Chatot.

    Rakurai: Staring down Hugh, initially in fear before the memories of what happened fills you with anger, you send out Flandre who gazes around in befuddlement before noticing Kiba growling at the Machoke before becoming rather furious as you give your orders, the Charmander hissing at the Machoke as Kiba turns around, ready to shock anyone smart enough to try anything. With Hugh before her, Flandre starts spinning in a mystical dance, becoming one with her dragon heraldry as Hugh takes a deep breath, his already bulging muscles seemingly ready to burst from bulking up his body mass, but as he turns towards the lizard, notices that the draconic powers have led to Flandre’s natural speed growing to greater heights as she slashes at him with a shadow claw, the phantasmic claw ripping into his arm as he gives a growl of pain before ignoring it, choosing to kick Flandre from behind in a low blow, sending her bounding a few feet, her low weight preventing major damage from being done. Charging forwards, the Charmander coats her tail in a metallic sheen before swinging the ironlike appendage at Hugh, who attempts to deflect the strike with a punch as you realise exactly what sort of attack it is as the energy building in the fist causes a dynamic explosion upon contact with the hardened tail and as the dust clears, you notice that Hugh’s hand is rather swollen, likely sprained from the attack, but there being no sight of your Charmander. As you frantically search, a pirate notices you, but backs off as Kiba gives a warning shot with his thunder wave before tripping over the tail of Drake’s Flygon as it skims beside you, dropping Flandre off as you notice the sail above with a scorch mark, a few small embers licking from where her tai brushed against it before the dragon flies back, spewing his own dragonfire into the midst.

    “AWK! Put that bloody fire out you drunken bilge rats!” Diam squawks as you notice that the Ruby Chatot isn’t designed to not burn, as you look over Flandre to find her somewhat battered from the punch, but still able of mind as Hugh shakes his pained fist before giving a death glare towards you.
    A wave of panic swept over Katsu upon noticing Flandre's disappearance following the explosive collision of her Iron Tail and Hugh's Dynamicpunch. He feared that she may have gone flying overboard, and was just about ready to check when a warning shot from Kiba directed at a nearby pirate caught his attention. The attack had succeeded in getting the would-be assailant to back off, and a moment later, the same fellow was knocked off his feet by Drake's Flygon, who to Katsu's relief, had swooped down and dropped off Flandre. She evidently had been sent flying up into the sail of the Ruby Chatot, as a small fire had started upon it.

    The blaze quickly became a cause of concern for Captain Diam, who squawked out some orders for it to be extinguished. It soon became a concern for Katsu, as well, as he only then realized that the ship was very much flammable, and that sending out Flandre may not have been the wisest decision, as her preferred type of attack could potentially end up making everything go up in flames, if her tail alone didn't manage to accomplish the same. He decided against calling the Charmander back, though, for he knew there wasn't any time to waste. He then issued his next set of commands, while keeping the ship's flammability in mind.

    "Flandre, I want to you to blow a Smokescreen into Hugh's face, then try to trip him up with another Iron Tail. Lastly, strike with a Dragon Rush!"

    Despite being rather battered by the hits she had taken, Flandre flashed a cocky grin upon hearing her orders, looking quite eager to continue battling. However, her feelings of confidence weren't exactly shared by Kiba, who gave a whimper of concern after briefly diverting his attention from the pirates to check on her, which also made Katsu worry a little.

    "I wonder if she can really beat an opponent like this on her own? I guess if worse comes to worse, I can always send in some backup...", thought the trainer, as he glanced at Kiba briefly, then at the Pokeballs on his belt...


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    As always, immense apologies for the delayed updates. Crap came up, and I was hauled from the comp for a good while. Now I'm back, however, we should see some progress with adventures. Hold onto yer hats!

    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout

    Shadow: What with hell around you breaking loose, your cool head amidst the chaos as you are ends up with Factor sporting a frown against the dumpy turtle Pokémon as it continues to charge energy oblivious to the situation as Grim continues to focus on keeping the scrying ability active. With war raging around you, your focus towards the Quagsire and Wooper caged is evident as the Grotle’s bushes quiver, ready to assault the victims when a sudden whistle causes it to turn attention to the Umbreon as he motions to the cave mouth, the tortoise looking towards it curiously before being socked by a sucker punch, Factor’s tail striking it across the chops and the yelp sending a barrage of razor-sharp leaves into the ceiling in random directions, the rocky roof taking some chinks as small fragments rains all over the place, along with the odd stalactite severed by the projectiles to the sound of loud crunches, screams and swearing.

    Looking back at the Grotle, Factor then inhales before blasting the turtle in the face with a brutal blizzard, the Umbreon’s rings glowing a chilly white as the snowy wind blasts into the shrub as it hisses in pain, the powerful attack picking on its vulnerability to special attacks as it shakes the cold off before growling deeply and proceeding to focus as it drains energy from the eon at a highly rapid pace as you recognise the action as a giga drain, the botanic affinity amplifying the damage as Factor winces from the attack. His recovery is short-lived, however, as over two hundred pounds of turtle proceeds to smack into him with a rather ferocious tackle, and while normally a somewhat weak attack, the weight difference causes the strike to be harder than normal as Factor skids across the ground. Rising, the Umbreon unleashes a loud yawn before blowing a pink bubble towards the Grotle, but a loud slam causes some more debris to fall down, the shards of stone popping the bubble in midair as Grim hauls you out of the way of a falling stalactite that surely would have flattened you. As you look back at the Quagsire and Wooper, you notice that they seem to be huddled into each other, fearful for their safety until you notice a spare ceiling rock slam onto the cage at an angle considered much too convenient to be coincidence, smashing the lock system and releasing the creatures as they look around warily.

    A loud cry of “CROOOOOOOOOOSSS!!!” shifts your attention at Numbuh HHH above, the Hercules beetle sending an avalanche of stone edges into the Golbat hordes and anything wearing retro clothing and hairstyles from the sixties, all the while 387 surveys from above with his Forretress, disorder running around without a leash. A grunt from Grim, however, gives you some less than cheerful news as the Quagsire lumbers out before herding the Wooper into the water for freedom: That wasn’t Mango.

    “Damn it all!” Numbuh 387 calls out as the sounds of machinery moving alerts your attention towards a crane carrying a reinforced cage onto a ship, the commander and a brutal Drapion supervising the loading as you realise what the contents of said cage are as a terrified Quagsire looks towards you, waving its flippers before being socked by the Drapion, knocking her to the floor as 387 hops onto HHH, glancing down at you and Jason, who is faring well in spite of the type disadvantage.

    “I’ll stop that ship from leaving, you deal with this current threat.” He calls to you before recalling Two-Pi-Rad and taking flight aboard the Heracross as it dives for the ship, leaving you with a very angry Grotle and anarchy...

    -=-=-=-

    Ampere Beach: The Ruby Chatot.

    Rakurai: Panicking for Flandre, your relief at the Charmander’s safety is scuppered by the fire slowly building up as you return to the battle at hand as Flandre attempts to buy some time by belching a smokescreen into Hugh’s face as the fighter focuses himself to expend some more energy for more accurate and devastating attacks. Opening his eyes, the Machoke finds himself rather inconvenienced as his sight is obscured by smoke and as Flandre dashes into the fray once more, tail gleaming like polished iron, a grunt and hefty slam alerts you that the attack succeeded this time as Flandre grins at the turnaround, just before a sudden crack resounds as Hugh gives her a chop in the back, the implementation of the model of karate striking her in a critical spot as the smoke slowly fades to reveal Hugh rising, the Charmander floored in quite a bit of pain as Diam gives a grim nod as the Machoke bears down to her, preparing to snap her like a twig...

    ...which is when Flandre darts out of the way in some pain, the boost to her speed giving her an advantage there as she swings around and delivers a dose of dragon power in a rush into Hugh’s chest, the impact knocking the wind out of him as his charging focus is broken and he weakly punches Flandre, the blow more a feeble swing rather than a see-all-destroy-all wallop as Diam hisses at the situation. Kneeling, Hugh frowns at the feisty Charmander, who seems to be somewhat battered but able for more as she hops around the place, her back displaying a prominent bruise on it. Looking up at the sails you notice the fire to be dying out quickly just as a splash causes you to turn towards the starboard side as screams of pain are silenced very quickly as Drake snorts.

    “Seems the Sharpedo are getting hungry...watch yourself, Katsu.”

    With the advantage yours in terms of positions, you have to make this next hit count well to halt Hugh’s anger...

    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff

    Firewater: Looking up at the Staraptor, and noting Dart’s position, you give orders to him quickly before remembering Machop and asking him to use his movepool to get under it speedily. With a caw, Dart does to his namesake and uses his quick speed to catch up to the predator instead of attacking while Machop lunges forward, his fist glowing with metallic energy as he moves like a bullet after the bird and girl on foot, the punch sending a small projectile forward which dissipates. Reaching the avian, Dart gives a terrifying growl, looking much more terrifying than he is made out to be. Noticing the bird, the Staraptor hesitates and stops his flight forward for a few seconds, enough time for Dart to ram his wing into the bird’s face, the surprise attack shocking the monstrous bird into dropping the girl as the children look on in horror before breaking into a cheer as Machop catches her easily, just as a loud screech shifts your attention to the sky as you watch Dart plummet to the ground, the terrifying part being his smouldering wings as the Staraptor finishes the heat wave assault common in retaliation to being robbed of a meal before turning to Machop and diving down, less of a brave bird and more of a diving fighter jet as energy builds up around it and Machop attempts to get away with the girl, utilising another bullet punch to move quickly, yet the added weight to him proves somewhat deadly as he throws the girl aside to protect her and is promptly smashed into the ground by the Staraptor’s horrific assault, the sheer impact and strength of the bird imprinting the shape of the Machop into the soft ground, consciousness eliminated from the super effective attack in one fell swoop and you can only watch as the Staraptor shakes itself off and hops towards the girl before stopping and diving for you, knocking you down as the wind leaves your lungs and giving you the most petrifying [b]growl[/b you have ever heard, the added imtimidation factor the species holds removing every inch of bravado from you as you shrink from the audial blast and can only watch as it resumes its job and heads back to the girl, glaring at the youngsters as it does so and causing every last onto of them to faint from shock.

    Grabbing her once more, the predator Pokémon takes flight again, with you powerless to stop it as Dart painfully flutters back to you, rather scorched just as a high pitched buzz grabs your attention as a sudden blur whizzes pas you and is knocked back from a painful peck from the bird before it hastens it’s flapping as a net sails underneath it to a call of cursing as you look at the Ninjask rubbing its head and the strangely-attired man toting what seems to be a missile launcher on his shoulder, the cigarette rolling around his mouth and stubble showing that this was a man who would run through a warzone for a kitten stuck in a tree as he turns to you, sniffing the air disdainfully before offering you a hand up.

    Ohm Reservoir: The Submerged Ruins.

    Empy: Giving both your answers to the Lileep, its eyes closing as it calculates the very questions it plugged towards you, the same shifting sound as walls two and three fall in the same manner as the other before it, leaving but one wall between you and the orb, and one question as well.

    “I’m surprised at technology in your day, just a little. Back when I was your age, this sort of tech was a simple blessing from the higher-ups, but let us not dawdle on that. I’ll be pulling out the stops now.”

    As you watch the fossil tilt its head and close its eyes in concentration, the very water around you seems to take on the consistency of treacle as you find moving much harder as Negaduck and Brawly look around, disinterest and apprehension in their own eyes, the shifting water suddenly returns to normal as the Lileep gives a rather chilling cackle, almost as though you’d expect it from the Shadow Lotad.

    “I’ve got it now! Took me a while to think of it, but here we go nonetheless. From taking names and letters as points, with the letter A being worth one and Z being 26, which unevolved Pokémon’s name has the highest score? Single stage pokemon like Absol or legends don't count.”

    Looking at you cockily, as though it is sure it has you stumped, the Lileep waits for you to think of the answer as you recognise just how devious the fossil is: With so many different Pokémon of so many different names, he’s put you into a tight spot.


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    S.S Lanturn Wreck: The Deck.

    Lilblue: Considering the operation at hand, you worry about what would happen if you were to get lost or run into a Magma member before stringing the pendant over your head, keeping the emblem hidden from view above your own before releasing Kief as a guide to find the author of the mysterious note, the Zigzagoon’s seemingly permanent hyperactivity obvious as you make your small request, the nose of the raccoon twitching erratically as he sniffs the paper, then the ground, before barking a few times and making off for a casual scamper, slow enough for you to follow at a gentle jog. As you and Kief head through a few corridors, you question the note before Kief stops in front of a large door, which is slightly ajar, the scent of the sea wafting gently through it. Deciding to run espionage before charging all guns blazing, you slowly open the door and peek around, scanning the deck for any signs of anyone. Shortly enough, at a railing, you see Vito, leaning against it as Kief blows any sort of silence with an excited bark and beeline for the cultist, sniffing around his feet and barking as he notices him, much to your slight bemusement.

    His eyes, however, share a different story, slightly reddened and almost burning with anger as he beckons you to come, a small booklet in his hand as he gives the object to you, and after opening it, it’s clear that it is a photo album, with several pictures of him and another man, likely the spy who was caught, in them as you piece two and two together and realise why he evacuated the room so hastily.

    “You’ve guessed by now, that this spy was my brother,” Vito sighs, his voice coarse as he looks over into the waters. “Nial always was one for greater good, and survived the last major conflict the cult had, when Aqua had us cornered.” Reminiscing, you can’t help but feel sorry for Vito as you absentmindedly flick through the album, just before you accidentally rip the rear cover, causing a small sheet of parchment to fall out. As Kief catches it amongst his fur and hops in fright, Vito plucks the paper from the Zigzagoon and opens it, skimming through it before giving a quiet ‘damn,’ almost as though he had found something integral to the situation.

    “Jessica, this here’s the blueprints of this ship, which seemingly has a few edits to it, notably a bypass to the Magma section of the ship! I know Nial enough that he somehow had this one planned, and the entrance to this bit’s just a little down the deck. I’m not sure about you, but I’m prepared to start this mission right now, my Pokémon are healed up and I’ve some scores to settle. I’m not asking you to come, of course, but together we can hit Magma hard and perhaps cripple them before they can actually act!”

    As Vito heads down the deck, his Empoleon sent out, the slight scarring on the wing a reminder of what you owe him, you note the penguin’s wing gleaming as it saws through the deck at a certain point, and feel a decision must be made: Wait for the orders from the cult, or follow Vito and keep him backed up.
    Kief’s ears perked, and he barked softly to his trainer before pattering off down the hall, leisurely enough for the girl to keep up at a mild jog. His body weaved back and forth slightly as he ran, accounting somewhat for his lesser speed. They zigged and zagged through several corridors, until Kief finally drew to a stop before a large door, left slightly ajar, sea air fanning through the crack. Jessica paused and took a breath, placing a hand on the door and very carefully easing it open. She peeked out, scanning the deck for signs of any company. Sure enough, she spotted Vito leaning against the railing, his body facing away from her towards the ocean. Jessica couldn’t tell the man’s expression from behind, but his shoulders seemed hunched slightly. A tense emanation surrounded his backside, making it hard for her to approach.

    Kief broke the ambiance by barking loudly. In his eagerness to fulfill his task, he rushed straight for the target, pausing to sniff the bemused man’s boots for confirmation. Realizing her cover was blown, Jessica hurried forward to present herself. Vito’s eyes caught hers, and she instinctively paused. His eyes were slightly red, almost aflame. He beckoned to her, and she approached cautiously, as one might approach an unpredictable wild Pokémon.

    He handed a small booklet to her, and nodded. Feeling confused, she opened the album and slowly leafed through its pages, which were filled with photographs. Most of them described two men: one was obviously Vito, the other standing beside him… She held the page, examining the second person’s features closely. Yes, the two smiling faces somewhat resembled each other.

    She lifted her gaze, understanding beginning to dawn on her. So this was why he had left the room so hastily before.

    “You’ve guessed by now, that this spy was my brother,” Vito confirmed with a sigh, looking out over the water. “Nial always was one for greater good, and survived the last major conflict the cult had, when Aqua had us cornered.”

    Jessica swallowed sympathetically, and buried her stare in the poignant snapshots again. But her thoughts were no longer on the stills, and in her distraction she strained the booklet’s spine accidentally, causing the backside to rip and a small sheet of paper to flutter out onto the deck. It landed in Kief’s fur, giving him somewhat of a fright.

    Vito quickly bent down and snatched the stationery before it could be swept away by the breeze. He unfolded it and quietly scanned its contents, his expression darkening.

    “Damn,” he muttered, and Jessica was immediately alert. What could he have found that conveyed such impacting news?

    “Jessica, this here’s the blueprints of this ship, which seemingly has a few edits to it, notably a bypass to the Magma section of the ship! I know Nial enough that he somehow had this one planned, and the entrance to this bit’s just a little down the deck. I’m not sure about you, but I’m prepared to start this mission right now, my Pokémon are healed up and I’ve some scores to settle. I’m not asking you to come, of course, but together we can hit Magma hard and perhaps cripple them before they can actually act!”

    Before she could even answer, Vito had sent out his Empoleon and was off searching the deck for the point located on the map. As he eagerly scoured the rotting boards, Jessica watched him with pity and deep concern.

    He’s being way too rash. I understand he’s angry and all, but how the hell does he think he can take on Team Magma all by himself? He’s going to get himself killed just like his brother!

    After cross-referencing the chart, Vito turned to his Empoleon and excitedly gave the order. The bird lifted its wing, and Jess grimaced as she took in the sight of the nasty scar underneath its steel blue feathers: a reminder of what she owed the pair. The flipper gleamed sharply and began gradually sawing through the wood. Jessica dithered indecisively, growing more and more distressed as she considered her options.

    What should I do? If I follow him, it would just be suicide. But I can’t just leave him. Perhaps I should try to talk him out of going alone. But with the state he’s in, I doubt he’s going to listen to reason. Ugh, I have to do something. I should at least inform the others about this development. But how…?

    An insistent bark pulled Jess from her thoughts, and she looked down to see Kief crouched by her heels, wagging his tail and gazing inquisitively up at his trainer. She stared at him a moment, then an idea clicked in her mind. She fished out the message Vito had given to her and a pencil from her bag. On the backside of the note she hastily scribbled the following:

    “Vito discovered a bypass to the Magma base. He plans to go alone and launch an attack. Will accompany and try to dissuade him. Please adjust plans and send some backup. Entrance is on the deck.”

    She signed her name, and handed the note to the raccoon.

    “Kief, do you remember the way back to the room we came from? If you can’t find your way using ODOR SLEUTH, look for anyone who’s wearing this symbol.” She showed him the necklace with the cult’s logo. “Try to deliver this message to a man named Cain. The others refer to him as ‘Master’. If you can’t find him, just give it to one of the cultists. They’ll probably know what to do. Hurry now, but be careful.”

    The Zigzagoon nodded, and promptly spun around, scampering towards the still open doorway with the folded letter clamped securely in his mouth. No zigzagging this time. He was on a straight course towards his goal. Jess turned back to see Vito and Empoleon making fast progress. Sighing, she sprinted over to them, mentally reviewing how many teammates she still retained who were fully fit for battle. Only two.

    “Vito, hey!” she called. “Look, are you sure you want to go this alone? I mean, we should probably let the others know about this plan, right? Maybe we should devise a strategy first before we charge ahead.”

    If he insists on going, I’ll tag along in order to keep an eye on him. Although I’m not too confident in my ability, hopefully I can keep him from running headlong into the same fate that befell his brother. This guy saved my life, it’s the least I can do in return to look after his.
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    As always, immense apologies for the delayed updates. Crap came up, and I was hauled from the comp for a good while. Now I'm back, however, we should see some progress with adventures. Hold onto yer hats!

    Firewater: Looking up at the Staraptor, and noting Dart’s position, you give orders to him quickly before remembering Machop and asking him to use his movepool to get under it speedily. With a caw, Dart does to his namesake and uses his quick speed to catch up to the predator instead of attacking while Machop lunges forward, his fist glowing with metallic energy as he moves like a bullet after the bird and girl on foot, the punch sending a small projectile forward which dissipates. Reaching the avian, Dart gives a terrifying growl, looking much more terrifying than he is made out to be. Noticing the bird, the Staraptor hesitates and stops his flight forward for a few seconds, enough time for Dart to ram his wing into the bird’s face, the surprise attack shocking the monstrous bird into dropping the girl as the children look on in horror before breaking into a cheer as Machop catches her easily, just as a loud screech shifts your attention to the sky as you watch Dart plummet to the ground, the terrifying part being his smouldering wings as the Staraptor finishes the heat wave assault common in retaliation to being robbed of a meal before turning to Machop and diving down, less of a brave bird and more of a diving fighter jet as energy builds up around it and Machop attempts to get away with the girl, utilising another bullet punch to move quickly, yet the added weight to him proves somewhat deadly as he throws the girl aside to protect her and is promptly smashed into the ground by the Staraptor’s horrific assault, the sheer impact and strength of the bird imprinting the shape of the Machop into the soft ground, consciousness eliminated from the super effective attack in one fell swoop and you can only watch as the Staraptor shakes itself off and hops towards the girl before stopping and diving for you, knocking you down as the wind leaves your lungs and giving you the most petrifying growl[/b you have ever heard, the added imtimidation factor the species holds removing every inch of bravado from you as you shrink from the audial blast and can only watch as it resumes its job and heads back to the girl, glaring at the youngsters as it does so and causing every last onto of them to faint from shock.

    Grabbing her once more, the predator Pokémon takes flight again, with you powerless to stop it as Dart painfully flutters back to you, rather scorched just as a high pitched buzz grabs your attention as a sudden blur whizzes pas you and is knocked back from a painful peck from the bird before it hastens it’s flapping as a net sails underneath it to a call of cursing as you look at the Ninjask rubbing its head and the strangely-attired man toting what seems to be a missile launcher on his shoulder, the cigarette rolling around his mouth and stubble showing that this was a man who would run through a warzone for a kitten stuck in a tree as he turns to you, sniffing the air disdainfully before offering you a hand up.
    Everything had gone so well at first, up until the part where Machop had caught the little girl. A screech had rushed through the air, and David Michael turned to watch Dart fall out of the sky, wings smoldering from a Heat Wave that had been fired in retaliation. However, before he could get another pokeball loose, David Michael watched as Staraptor begins a Brave Bird, divebombing towards Machop, who was carrying the little girl. The problem was that with the girl, Machop was too slow to dodge the attack even with the help of another Bullet Punch, so he does what he could, tossing her to the side as the attack slams into him with a crunch. David Michael could only wince in pain as a Machop sized imprint was formed into the ground, and David Michael could only return his fallen fighting pokemon. However, before he could reach for another pokeball, Staraptor turns its attention to him, slamming into him, and knocks him breathless before growling at him, and staring him down, the intimidation tactic working, much to David Michael's shame. All plans of actual fighting were eliminated, as David Michael's mind turns to fear, realizing that his two strongest pokemon were unable to battle, one unconcious and one injured and the others couldn't possibly stand a chance against the pokemon. David Michael's nerve recovered as Staraptor simply glared at the rest of the kids, causing them to pass out from shock. David Michael searches for Dart, but finds him, wings and body painfully scorched, and unable to give chase as the Staraptor goes back for the girl, and gets into the air. Suddenly a buzz rippled through the air and a blur slams into the Staraptor before it was Pecked away. However, the next noise David Michael hears is curses as a strange net misses low from the bird as the Ninjask rubs its head. Turning around, David Michael looks to see a man in strange garb, holding some sort of rocket launcher on his shoulder, a hand out to help him up. Letting himself get picked up, David Michael has a feeling that this guy would go through hell to help anyone else. But regardless, he plucks a berry from his pack, and plops the Rawst Berry into Dart's mouth, before asking him

    "well, do you feel up to another try or not?"

    waiting for Dart's response, David Michael turns to the strange guy. Then he begins to speak

    "Er, hi Mr....er, anyway- thanks for helping me out for a second there, and while the main objective is to get the kid from the Staraptor, once we get her safe, you mind if I get a second chance to beat it before you catch it with your net and do whatever you're going to do with it?"

    waiting for the response, David Michael prepares himself to do something, if they could get Staraptor back for another try, orat the least to get the little girl back...

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    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout

    Shadow: What with hell around you breaking loose, your cool head amidst the chaos as you are ends up with Factor sporting a frown against the dumpy turtle Pokémon as it continues to charge energy oblivious to the situation as Grim continues to focus on keeping the scrying ability active. With war raging around you, your focus towards the Quagsire and Wooper caged is evident as the Grotle’s bushes quiver, ready to assault the victims when a sudden whistle causes it to turn attention to the Umbreon as he motions to the cave mouth, the tortoise looking towards it curiously before being socked by a sucker punch, Factor’s tail striking it across the chops and the yelp sending a barrage of razor-sharp leaves into the ceiling in random directions, the rocky roof taking some chinks as small fragments rains all over the place, along with the odd stalactite severed by the projectiles to the sound of loud crunches, screams and swearing.

    Looking back at the Grotle, Factor then inhales before blasting the turtle in the face with a brutal blizzard, the Umbreon’s rings glowing a chilly white as the snowy wind blasts into the shrub as it hisses in pain, the powerful attack picking on its vulnerability to special attacks as it shakes the cold off before growling deeply and proceeding to focus as it drains energy from the eon at a highly rapid pace as you recognise the action as a giga drain, the botanic affinity amplifying the damage as Factor winces from the attack. His recovery is short-lived, however, as over two hundred pounds of turtle proceeds to smack into him with a rather ferocious tackle, and while normally a somewhat weak attack, the weight difference causes the strike to be harder than normal as Factor skids across the ground. Rising, the Umbreon unleashes a loud yawn before blowing a pink bubble towards the Grotle, but a loud slam causes some more debris to fall down, the shards of stone popping the bubble in midair as Grim hauls you out of the way of a falling stalactite that surely would have flattened you. As you look back at the Quagsire and Wooper, you notice that they seem to be huddled into each other, fearful for their safety until you notice a spare ceiling rock slam onto the cage at an angle considered much too convenient to be coincidence, smashing the lock system and releasing the creatures as they look around warily.

    A loud cry of “CROOOOOOOOOOSSS!!!” shifts your attention at Numbuh HHH above, the Hercules beetle sending an avalanche of stone edges into the Golbat hordes and anything wearing retro clothing and hairstyles from the sixties, all the while 387 surveys from above with his Forretress, disorder running around without a leash. A grunt from Grim, however, gives you some less than cheerful news as the Quagsire lumbers out before herding the Wooper into the water for freedom: That wasn’t Mango.

    “Damn it all!” Numbuh 387 calls out as the sounds of machinery moving alerts your attention towards a crane carrying a reinforced cage onto a ship, the commander and a brutal Drapion supervising the loading as you realise what the contents of said cage are as a terrified Quagsire looks towards you, waving its flippers before being socked by the Drapion, knocking her to the floor as 387 hops onto HHH, glancing down at you and Jason, who is faring well in spite of the type disadvantage.

    “I’ll stop that ship from leaving, you deal with this current threat.” He calls to you before recalling Two-Pi-Rad and taking flight aboard the Heracross as it dives for the ship, leaving you with a very angry Grotle and anarchy...
    The situation, to say the least, failed to change for the better. Mango was but the distance of a hundred metres away, but the metric units might as well have been light years. A flare of anger rose in him as the enemy's Pokemon knocked her aside, but he managed to calm himself. So long as she was in that cage she was safe to a certain degree, but what if the opposing commander decided to annihilate their "goods" if it was believed there was nothing to lose?

    "Grim, go with 387! Secure Mango's safety and the others!" he shouted to his Dusknoir. "Factor, strike the enemy with Ice Beam, then pile on the pressure with your Assurance! Finish with another Assurance!"
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    Okay, since we're back in action, and since my hopeless internet system leaves me more spare time to do updates and stuff, we're gonna have some rather hasty updates right now, and see if we can polish up some adventures. Hold on tight, it'll be a bumpy ride!

    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: Suppressing your ire at Drapion’s treatment of Mango, you attest your worry if the commander wished to dispose of her and the other Pokémon on board if there was no alternative before sending Grim with 387 to aid him as you turn back to the Grotle in question. As Factor stares down the large chelonian, it seems to be idling as the dark type Eon focuses before letting loose another cryogenic blast of energy, this time much more localised as the ice beam strikes the Grass-type in the leg, the area of impact freezing over as it grunts from the pain as you notice the beast’s movements becoming more sluggish. This advantage, however, is nullified as you realise what it was doing, the curse sacrificing speed for physical durability and offensive power as Grotle gives a sneer as Factor rushes in for extra assurance, glowing darkly as he does before striking solidly on the turtle, just as it snaps out heavily, crunching down on Factor’s flank and causing the Umbreon pain, in spite of the resistance to the dark energy. Swinging his tail again in an act of assurance, Factor smacks the turtle in the eye, causing it to squeal and release its grip on him as a sudden boom shifts your attention from the Grotle to the blownout engine of the ship, HHH sparring with the Drapion as Grim finishes his offense on the ship as the commander seems to fume at the sudden letdown. Gazing at Jason to check his progress, you are somewhat dispirited to see the Toxicroak bring a painful cross chop down onto Lairon as it roars in pain, Jason staring daggers at the grunt before giving a grin.

    Within seconds, the supereffective attack on the steel beast takes vengeance as Lairon glows with a metallic sheen before seeming to burst, sending the energy barrelling into Toxicroak and knocking it cleanly through the ship’s hull before crashing into the wall and landing in the water with a heavy splash, his fight and revenge settled. A low growl from Factor alerts you to the glob of toxic goo coughed up by the Grotle as it strikes the Beauty representative, the poison seeping into his fur and skin and turning the battle for the worse as you realise the chelonian’s battle plan: Sponge the physical hits while chipping at Factor. With the poison plugging a timer on the battle, a rumble grabs your attention as part of the roof caves in completely, destroying anything underneath it, be it Pokémon, human or object. Looking back at the boat, you notice the commander holding a remote control as you recognise the situation: Bombs, designed to reduce the base to rubble in emergencies, such as now. With Drapion keeping HHH busy, the commander has no problem with eliminating his lower ranks, especially with the pistol in his other hand keeping 387 stuck to the point, his finger trained on the trigger...

    -=-=-=-

    S.S Lanturn Wreck: The Cabins.

    Lilblue: Considering the situation rationally, you become concerned over your offensive ability and note your lack of actual information on Magma, just as a bark from Kief gives you an idea. As you write your message to the cult, you hand the communiqué to the Zigzagoon who scampers off back down the ship before dashing over to Vito and Stinger, attempting to dissuade him from the head-on assault. Calling to him, Stinger stops cutting before punching straight through the cut section, breaking a hole noisily as Vito sighs and prepares to hop down.

    “Jessica, this route will take us directly to the stash of shells, which won’t be under very heavy guard. The path itself takes advantage of the abandoned cabins to give a tunnel over to the entrance hatch. I imagine it’s going to be pretty smooth if we keep quiet. The operation begins in half an hour, having a head start will run to our advantage.”

    In spite of your reasoning, Vito hops down the hole as you resign yourself and follow, Stinger bringing up the rear as you head through the corridor. After a few turns you find yourself at a door, which Vito opens easily before heading into a cabin, with no apparent doorway through. Shrugging, Vito points to the wall as Stinger simply slices into the wood with his wings, carving a hole straight through, and as you follow, you feel as though you’re being watched by something. A few cabins later, Stinger prepares to break through another wall, only for voices to sound from below. Staying silent, you and Vito eavesdrop on the voices.

    “We’re ready?”

    “Yeah, the explosives are in position. On the order, we’re hightailing it off of this dump and sending it to the gutter.”

    Gritting his teeth, Vito gets up as the footsteps fade and kicks a table with a curse word, knocking the fan and microwave off of the unit, both clattering down in a less than stealthy matter as you and Vito stay silent, you glowering at him for possibly blowing their cover. As you wait a few tense seconds, you register no sound except faint humming, just as a yellow blur zooms by you and suddenly discharges a battery’s worth of electrical energy into you, Vito and Stinger as you scream in pain before looking upon your assailant as the possessed fan floats menacingly beside the Heat Rotom, both displaying signs of slight damage and massive anger as they prepare to attack...

    -=-=-=-

    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: Thoroughly thankful for the hand, and with Dart in a somewhat, singed situation, you offer a berry to Dart and feed him it, the Staravia’s burns healing thanks to the medicinal properties of the berry before turning to the man in question, your intention of saving the girl solidly in your head, albeit somewhat fearfully as you consider that next time, Staraptor would likely kill you for your foolhardiness. What the man replies with, however, is something you’d not expect.

    “It won’t kill her. It’s just a messenger pigeon bringing supplies to its owner.”

    Turning to you, the man takes a couple of potions and a revive from his bag before tending to Dart and Machop’s wounds, staring into the forest as he does so.

    “As you may have guessed from my outfit, I’m a bounty hunter. That Staraptor has been snatching Pokémon from around the area, all trainer-owned, and Laguna Peninsula’s safety system has inquired me to stop it before further harm can be done. I’ve been stalking it for a few weeks now, almost capturing it right now. Your work helped to slow him down, as this is the closest I’ve been so far.” The man takes a puff of his cig before stubbing it out on the grass below before continuing. “The name is Martin, and this Ninjask is my tracker, Spike. You’re welcome to follow, though you should remember your own safety as well.”

    With that, Martin heads for the forest, leaving more questions unanswered than concluded as you have a choice to make: Follow him into the woods, or have a look around elsewhere and try and avoid more trouble.


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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: Thoroughly thankful for the hand, and with Dart in a somewhat, singed situation, you offer a berry to Dart and feed him it, the Staravia’s burns healing thanks to the medicinal properties of the berry before turning to the man in question, your intention of saving the girl solidly in your head, albeit somewhat fearfully as you consider that next time, Staraptor would likely kill you for your foolhardiness. What the man replies with, however, is something you’d not expect.

    “It won’t kill her. It’s just a messenger pigeon bringing supplies to its owner.”

    Turning to you, the man takes a couple of potions and a revive from his bag before tending to Dart and Machop’s wounds, staring into the forest as he does so.

    “As you may have guessed from my outfit, I’m a bounty hunter. That Staraptor has been snatching Pokémon from around the area, all trainer-owned, and Laguna Peninsula’s safety system has inquired me to stop it before further harm can be done. I’ve been stalking it for a few weeks now, almost capturing it right now. Your work helped to slow him down, as this is the closest I’ve been so far.” The man takes a puff of his cig before stubbing it out on the grass below before continuing. “The name is Martin, and this Ninjask is my tracker, Spike. You’re welcome to follow, though you should remember your own safety as well.”

    With that, Martin heads for the forest, leaving more questions unanswered than concluded as you have a choice to make: Follow him into the woods, or have a look around elsewhere and try and avoid more trouble.
    David Michael groans in frustration as the Staraptor flies away, wondering how he was going to explain to anyone how he'd messed up the rescue attempt, and at this point he was wondering if the Staraptor would kill him if he'd try again. However the mysterious man said something else that, if nothing els completly surprised him.

    “It won’t kill her. It’s just a messenger pigeon bringing supplies to its owner.”

    Dumbfounded by the confidence that the mysterious man had in this statement, David Michael could only stare in the direction that the bird had traveled as Machop and Dart had been healed with some Revives and Potions. Back at full strength, the two grin at David Michael as the man begins to talk.

    “As you may have guessed from my outfit, I’m a bounty hunter. That Staraptor has been snatching Pokémon from around the area, all trainer-owned, and Laguna Peninsula’s safety system has inquired me to stop it before further harm can be done. I’ve been stalking it for a few weeks now, almost capturing it right now. Your work helped to slow him down, as this is the closest I’ve been so far.” The man takes a puff of his cig before stubbing it out on the grass below before continuing. “The name is Martin, and this Ninjask is my tracker, Spike. You’re welcome to follow, though you should remember your own safety as well.”

    David Michael had to think a bit, and realizing that he may need Machop for later, he quickly returns him before he turns to Dart. With an agreeing nod, David Michael and Dart turn to where Martin and Spike had been... only to see that the two of them had gone into the trees. Thinking nothing of it, David Michael and Dart chased after the two, ready to do what they needed to do to help...

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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: Suppressing your ire at Drapion’s treatment of Mango, you attest your worry if the commander wished to dispose of her and the other Pokémon on board if there was no alternative before sending Grim with 387 to aid him as you turn back to the Grotle in question. As Factor stares down the large chelonian, it seems to be idling as the dark type Eon focuses before letting loose another cryogenic blast of energy, this time much more localised as the ice beam strikes the Grass-type in the leg, the area of impact freezing over as it grunts from the pain as you notice the beast’s movements becoming more sluggish. This advantage, however, is nullified as you realise what it was doing, the curse sacrificing speed for physical durability and offensive power as Grotle gives a sneer as Factor rushes in for extra assurance, glowing darkly as he does before striking solidly on the turtle, just as it snaps out heavily, crunching down on Factor’s flank and causing the Umbreon pain, in spite of the resistance to the dark energy. Swinging his tail again in an act of assurance, Factor smacks the turtle in the eye, causing it to squeal and release its grip on him as a sudden boom shifts your attention from the Grotle to the blownout engine of the ship, HHH sparring with the Drapion as Grim finishes his offense on the ship as the commander seems to fume at the sudden letdown. Gazing at Jason to check his progress, you are somewhat dispirited to see the Toxicroak bring a painful cross chop down onto Lairon as it roars in pain, Jason staring daggers at the grunt before giving a grin.

    Within seconds, the supereffective attack on the steel beast takes vengeance as Lairon glows with a metallic sheen before seeming to burst, sending the energy barrelling into Toxicroak and knocking it cleanly through the ship’s hull before crashing into the wall and landing in the water with a heavy splash, his fight and revenge settled. A low growl from Factor alerts you to the glob of toxic goo coughed up by the Grotle as it strikes the Beauty representative, the poison seeping into his fur and skin and turning the battle for the worse as you realise the chelonian’s battle plan: Sponge the physical hits while chipping at Factor. With the poison plugging a timer on the battle, a rumble grabs your attention as part of the roof caves in completely, destroying anything underneath it, be it Pokémon, human or object. Looking back at the boat, you notice the commander holding a remote control as you recognise the situation: Bombs, designed to reduce the base to rubble in emergencies, such as now. With Drapion keeping HHH busy, the commander has no problem with eliminating his lower ranks, especially with the pistol in his other hand keeping 387 stuck to the point, his finger trained on the trigger...
    "Laugh while you can, bub. You'll have more to worry about than just getting frozen!" Fishing a Pecha Berry out of his inventory, Shadow hurled it to his ailing eon. "Factor, wait for Synchronise to kick in, then consume the Berry. Follow it up with a Charm to Assurance combination, and finish with Yawn!"

    Breaking into a run, Shadow headed for the crumbling vessel amidst the collapsing chaos. His hunch of there being a last resort contigency had been right, and now Numbuh 387 and all the Pokemon were in very immediate danger... unless he could halt the commander's attempts in time. Feeling through his set of items, the scientist wrenched one of the Durin Berry samples he still possessed, and headed straight for his Dusknoir.

    "Brief change in plans, Grim. We have to secure everyone's safety proper!" he shouted, tossing the Durin Berry at his Pokemon. "Trick this and your Spell Tag to the commander and swap out his pistol and remote, then banish both items to the spirit realm with your Shadow Force! We can Trick back our inventory later; now go!"
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    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: Recognising the danger that the desperate commander had initiated, you pass a Pecha Berry to Factor who catches it easily while you risk life and limb by heading towards the ship, the pistol still trained on 387 as another button press detonates another section of the base as you recognise the rumbling and screams from behind turning into deathly silence, and as Grotle keeps Factor in his view, the Umbreon gives a lilac glow as does the Grove pokemon, the synchronize ability of Factor spreading the toxin to the turtle as the eeveelution chomps down the pecha berry, the sweet juices within soothing the poison.

    Another berry toss towards Grim as the phantom grabs the durin berry easily, and the commander notices you, immediately turning the pistol towards you as you stop dead in your tracks, the finger slowly pulling on the gun...until the commander suddenly squeezes the viciously bitter berry and thumb pushes into spell tag, Grim's trickery succesful as the man finds himself with mere duds, giving a furious roar at the Dusknoir and pointing the Drapion towards him, the scorpion dashing forward with surprising speed and bringing its claws down on Grim's hand, knocking the pistol off his grips as HHH pulls the beast back with a show of strength, and as the threat of the battlefield in your control, you turn back to Factor's battle, where Grotle seems to be standing still...which is when the leaves on its back glow a sunny colour as the attempted synthesis alerts you that it has been trained well. Grotle, however, makes the error of looking at the charming Umbreon, the flirty feline using his beauty to stunning effect by stopping the Grotle's sunlight absorption, leaving a little health recovered only, just as the poison running in the Grotle's veins makes it shudder before assurance strikes, the damage before adding to the overall power as the monster is pushed back a couple of steps, and as you turn back to the commander, you are given a gratifying show of the remote and handgun disappearing with the Gripper pokemon's display of shadow force, disappearing for a few seconds before appearing back beside 387, sans weaponry as his yellow bands glow pink with psychic energy, tricking the Durin and Spell Tag back into his possession before hunching, rather tired from the extensive special moves and energy usage.

    On Factor's side, the Grotle shakes before lumbering towards Factor, who can only yawn at the slow speed, the bubbles tiring the turtle before you realise what it's using: Reaching him, Grotle pumps botanic energy into the hard ground, grass growing and knotting Factor firmly to the ground as the Eeveelution squirms, before smashing its hefty body straight into the Umbreon in a show of superpower, the fighting energy delivering major damage to Factor and knocking him flying and bumping along the ground as you can only watch with fear for his safety. Rising slowly, Factor gives a shake before turning back towards the Grove pokemon, who suddeny drops, sleeping as the poison works into him, the lowering of his physical power from the impact rendering the turtle crippled. Although injured, Factor has an opening large enough to swallow a Wailord, and with the threat of the gun and bombs disposed of, you question Jason's situation, before noting the sudden sound of opening doors and cries of freedom, as the boy takes advantage of a crowbar lying around to initiate a jailbreak of a whole new variety. Turning back at the commander, you can only watch with bemusement as he stomps on the spot, clearly enraged before heading towards the cage, desperate to do harm, just as a sudden WHUMP sends him a foot back, unconscious as Mango shakes her fist from hitting the man's face. All that's left is to free her and the others and to escape the hideout, with a sleeping Grotle your only obstacle...

    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: With your team healed up, you return Machop, who you decide would be best kept as a last resort as you and Dart follow Martin and Spike into the woods, the girl's safety on your priority. Entering the woods, you feel only determination, and question whereabouts the nest could be, and what sort of errand involves Staraptor kidnapping pokemon and people.

    After a short while, you begin to wonder whereabouts the woods to go as you enter a small clearing to find Spike on his lonesome, the Ninjask loitering in the area. Walking up to it, the bug turns before making a motion for you to stop, raising a claw before searching through the undergrowth, apparently looking for an object. After a couple of seconds, it buzzes before making a sudden burst of speed into the bushes and pulling a small key from it before giving a jovial buzz. Before you can question the key's placement there, a rather loud buzz attracts your attention as you turn to see a pair of Kakuna hanging from a tree, plus one rather angry Beedrill, as it seems you've encroached on its terrain. Giving a loud buzz, it lunges forward for Spike as a small hail of poison stingers hits the ground near you from both bugs, as it seems that conflict is unavoidable...


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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post

    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: With your team healed up, you return Machop, who you decide would be best kept as a last resort as you and Dart follow Martin and Spike into the woods, the girl's safety on your priority. Entering the woods, you feel only determination, and question whereabouts the nest could be, and what sort of errand involves Staraptor kidnapping pokemon and people.

    After a short while, you begin to wonder whereabouts the woods to go as you enter a small clearing to find Spike on his lonesome, the Ninjask loitering in the area. Walking up to it, the bug turns before making a motion for you to stop, raising a claw before searching through the undergrowth, apparently looking for an object. After a couple of seconds, it buzzes before making a sudden burst of speed into the bushes and pulling a small key from it before giving a jovial buzz. Before you can question the key's placement there, a rather loud buzz attracts your attention as you turn to see a pair of Kakuna hanging from a tree, plus one rather angry Beedrill, as it seems you've encroached on its terrain. Giving a loud buzz, it lunges forward for Spike as a small hail of poison stingers hits the ground near you from both bugs, as it seems that conflict is unavoidable...
    Following Martin and Spike, David Michael could only wonder just where he was within the woods, as he blithely followed the tracker. At some point however, David Michael finds Spike, who quickly tells him to stop. Confused, David Michael watches for a second as Spike dives into the undergrowth, searching for something. However, after a few minutes, Spike quickly was able to find what he was searching for in a second, plucking a key from a bush as he buzzes happily. However, before David Michael could ask about what the key was for or even how it got there, a louder buzz comes from nowhere, and from his adventures, David Michael knew when to look, and look he did, only to find a couple of Kakuna and a ****** Beedrill, the trio apparently angry over the fact that the group had infringed on their turf. The bugs immediately attack, the Beedrill lunges for Spike as the Kakuna release Poison Stings at David Michael and Dart. Angry, and seeing no way to avoid the conflict, David Michael plucks a Flying Ball from his belt and opens it. As Hawk appears, David Michael gives some orders to the Staravia and Bagon.

    "Alright then, Kakuna's are attacking, as is the Beedrill. Dart, and Hawk, unless the Ninjask needs help, we will be dealing with the Kakuna. Hawk, give one of them a taste of a couple of Dragonbreaths, while Dart, attack the other with a Wing Attack, then a Secret Power."

    Waiting for the results, David Michael watches out for any more visitors, as well as to the whereabouts of Martin...

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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: Recognising the danger that the desperate commander had initiated, you pass a Pecha Berry to Factor who catches it easily while you risk life and limb by heading towards the ship, the pistol still trained on 387 as another button press detonates another section of the base as you recognise the rumbling and screams from behind turning into deathly silence, and as Grotle keeps Factor in his view, the Umbreon gives a lilac glow as does the Grove pokemon, the synchronize ability of Factor spreading the toxin to the turtle as the eeveelution chomps down the pecha berry, the sweet juices within soothing the poison.

    Another berry toss towards Grim as the phantom grabs the durin berry easily, and the commander notices you, immediately turning the pistol towards you as you stop dead in your tracks, the finger slowly pulling on the gun...until the commander suddenly squeezes the viciously bitter berry and thumb pushes into spell tag, Grim's trickery succesful as the man finds himself with mere duds, giving a furious roar at the Dusknoir and pointing the Drapion towards him, the scorpion dashing forward with surprising speed and bringing its claws down on Grim's hand, knocking the pistol off his grips as HHH pulls the beast back with a show of strength, and as the threat of the battlefield in your control, you turn back to Factor's battle, where Grotle seems to be standing still...which is when the leaves on its back glow a sunny colour as the attempted synthesis alerts you that it has been trained well. Grotle, however, makes the error of looking at the charming Umbreon, the flirty feline using his beauty to stunning effect by stopping the Grotle's sunlight absorption, leaving a little health recovered only, just as the poison running in the Grotle's veins makes it shudder before assurance strikes, the damage before adding to the overall power as the monster is pushed back a couple of steps, and as you turn back to the commander, you are given a gratifying show of the remote and handgun disappearing with the Gripper pokemon's display of shadow force, disappearing for a few seconds before appearing back beside 387, sans weaponry as his yellow bands glow pink with psychic energy, tricking the Durin and Spell Tag back into his possession before hunching, rather tired from the extensive special moves and energy usage.

    On Factor's side, the Grotle shakes before lumbering towards Factor, who can only yawn at the slow speed, the bubbles tiring the turtle before you realise what it's using: Reaching him, Grotle pumps botanic energy into the hard ground, grass growing and knotting Factor firmly to the ground as the Eeveelution squirms, before smashing its hefty body straight into the Umbreon in a show of superpower, the fighting energy delivering major damage to Factor and knocking him flying and bumping along the ground as you can only watch with fear for his safety. Rising slowly, Factor gives a shake before turning back towards the Grove pokemon, who suddeny drops, sleeping as the poison works into him, the lowering of his physical power from the impact rendering the turtle crippled. Although injured, Factor has an opening large enough to swallow a Wailord, and with the threat of the gun and bombs disposed of, you question Jason's situation, before noting the sudden sound of opening doors and cries of freedom, as the boy takes advantage of a crowbar lying around to initiate a jailbreak of a whole new variety. Turning back at the commander, you can only watch with bemusement as he stomps on the spot, clearly enraged before heading towards the cage, desperate to do harm, just as a sudden WHUMP sends him a foot back, unconscious as Mango shakes her fist from hitting the man's face. All that's left is to free her and the others and to escape the hideout, with a sleeping Grotle your only obstacle...
    Even for instances of emotion, teary reunions were never a Shadow thing. This was not to say that he did not appreciate the return of his Quagsire; he offered a kind smile to his brave Pokemon who had undergone much for a comrade of her demeanour. There would be time to see that she was adequately rested and treated for her ordeal; for now they had to ensure that everyone was safely evacuated.

    "Mango. Do you think you can find it in you to Rock Smash your way out?" he asked. Looking at Grim, the scientist reasoned it was unlikely the Gripper could exert more unique techniques specific to the cause. Perhaps if Mango didn't have the strength, he'd have to request help from Numbuh 387 and his Heracross.

    Moving closer to the edge of the deck, Shadow looked over how Factor was doing; for the most part, he seemed to be doing fine, and the Toxic would in theory wear out the enemy. However, time was of the essence, and they would need to leave as soon and as efficiently as possible...

    "Factor!" he shouted over to his Umbreon, "Tickle Grotle to lower his defences, then smack him for a doubled Assurance! We gotta get out of here, asap!"
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    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: With your relief at Mango, you call to the Quagsire to try and escape, while giving Factor a few more orders and stress the urgency of the situation. As it is, the Umbreon gives a shake of his limbs before sauntering over to the snoozing turtle, notably slow as to let further poison damage affect him as the Grotle groans in its sleep, just before Factor goes to work with his tail, tickling the Grove pokemon in some sensitive spots with malice as the heavyweight grunts at first, before giggling in its sleep before waking up slowly to the sound of deep laughter, the pokemon completely open to assault as the tail of the Umbreon takes a darker tome and slams into the gut of the Grotle in assurance, the turtle being knocked back and teetering on its hind legs before another strike of the tail knocks it on its back, the ground cracking slightly as it waves its egs frantically. As you watch, however, the earth beneath Factor suddenly bursts with power not unlike that of a small mine, and the Umbreon lands in a slight heap a couple of feet away, still conscious mercifully and wobbling on the legs...before giving a triumphant grin as the poison seeps the last of the Grotle's energy from it and the creature stops trying to right itself, content on lying there gathering dust. Level up for Factor. With the threat over, you take the time to examine the rest of the area to see a similar sight, with quite the number of Galactic grunts and their pokemon littering the area, and several wild pokemon either trying to eat them, each other or the scenery, the others standing around in slight idleness and finishing off other pokemon. Jason seems to tend to the last few cages as the falling doors remind you of Mango's predicament as you turn to see her strike the lock as though it were a rock to be smashed, but to little avail as your mood dampens. The sudden roar of a Drapion being struck by a long object turns your attention to the KND agent as HHH drives a megahorn into the chest regions of the insect, the strike shoving the scorpion back as it faints from the pain overall. With a wipe of a brow, Numbuh 387 releases Two-Pi-Rad once more, and with a finger pointing at the hull, a glow emerging from the Forretress as it heads to the rear of the boat, the Wooper inside the cage huddling closer to Mango in fear, you become rather worried, especially when the boy hops off the ship with the Heracross.

    Indeed, the immediate recognition of an explosion attack renders the plan: If it doesn't break through brute force, blow it up. You only have time to shield your view as the rocketing boom of the blast knocks you and Factor off your feet, and as the dust clears, you notice the seeming lack of damage to the cage with a disheartened frown. That is, until you notice the cage's base being merely bolted on as a single flipper busts it off with ease, the familiar Quagsire dusting herself off and helping the freed Wooper off the sinking vessel as the commander awakens suddenly changes the atmosphere.

    "What the hell have you done to my goddamn base you little basta-" he begins before being silenced with a simple low growl from Jason's Lairon, the trainer on board sitting with a veritable army of water pokemon at the bow as the commander's anger suddenly turns into a mere whimper as you notice the pokemon charging various attacks.

    "I'll ask the same thing to you, fool. You touch any of the pokemon of this region again, you will pay with your life next time. Open fire, guys!" Jason's command is met with a barrage of watery attacks, knocking the stricken vessel out of the cave as the commander is sent into the drink, using the Drapion as a float as he scrambles desperately away to the cheers of the water types. As Mango and Grim rejoin you, you question the sudden disappearance of Numbuh 387 and his operatives, only for a rather loud call to come from one section of the cliff, where a surprising number of explosives are located.

    "DON'T!" Jason calls, but the warning falls on deaf ears as the youth simply shrugs before tossing a small grenade amongst the bombs before making a break for it down the tunnels, much to your annoyance. As the explosives go off, you wonder of the folly of youth before blacking out suddenly.

    -=-=-

    "He's coming to!"

    You awaken to the sounds of voices, including a rather tight hug from something slightly slimy. As you open your eyes, you notice Alberto and Jason, the latter sporting a few slight grazes and bruises, likely from the explosion.

    "You'll be surprised at how resourceful your...friend is," Alberto starts as Jason heads outside for a few moments. "Jason told me the explosion blew a hole through the cliff itself, a gap big enough for everyone to pile through. Thanks to him, we're back in shape. Of course, Jason also noticed you somewhat unconscious, the blast, he says, knocking you into a rather toughened, yet still surprisingly small Clamperl. Nevertheless, you've found and stopped the smuggling, and better yet, got our stolen pokemon back!"

    Getting up from the bed you look out the window to the sight of the bay full of pokemon at play, with a few other people dealing with transactions and others fishing jubilantly, a far cry from before. As you note Jason coming in, you notice him holding something.

    "Shadow, a small gift from us for helping out." Turning to Jason, who holds a fishing rod, you wonder the idea of the rod before noticing a seat at a pool with your name on it, the pool containing a dozen red orbs at first. "Feel free to take one home with you, if you want. We'll even give you a ball for the catch," Jason pipes up as he hands both the rod and a lure ball, designed for catching pokemon fished with a rod. Looking at the pool once again, you notice the red orbs to be the glowing cores of Staryu: What you've been seeking the whole time. With nothing better to do, there's a seat and a ball with your name on it, and as you look at someone else fishing, upon hooking a Krabby, the crustacean gets into a frisky fighting stance as the fisherman sends out a Grovyle. Seems that whatever you catch will be reluctant to join you just like that...

    -=-=-=-

    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: The scenario at hand, you release your Bagon and explain the situation to him, the dragon eager to battle the bugs in front of it. As Spike uses his superior speed to zip around the Beedrill, Hawk spews a torrent of dragonbreath at one of the Kakuna while Dart glides into the other with a wing attack, the wyrmfire causing Hawks' Kakuna to quiver in pain while Dart's takes a sudden sheen, hardening itself for impact. In spite of the buff, the Kakuna is sent rocking into the tree, bashing against it and eliciting a squeal, one which grabs Beedrill's attention just before a lightning-quick slash changes priority once more as Spike gashes the flying bug. As you watch the dogfight, Hawk prepares another blast of breath as his foe fires several poisonous stings towards the Bagon, the sharpened objects jabbing the dragon but thankfully leaving him with no ill effects as he blasts the cocoon pokemon with dragonbreath once more, and as the bug stops its generally low movement, sparks developing, you note paralysis on its field. A loud screech soon follows as Spike starts assaulting the Beedrill, matching fury swipes with fury attack as Dart fires a beam into his Kakuna, knocking it off the string entirely and onto the ground pitifully from the secret power. As you watch, victory on Dart's front all but assured, a sudden glow and increase in buzz , as well as the sudden breaking of Kakuna's shell, you realise why it was biding time as the newly-evolved Beedrill strikes back in rage, fencing the Staravia with its newly-found stingers. Noting the gashed scar along the Beedrill, you note that the other Kakuna isn't as prepared to evolve yet, being smaller, but now there's the threat of the larger bee against Dart...


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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    S.S Lanturn Wreck: The Cabins.

    Lilblue: Considering the situation rationally, you become concerned over your offensive ability and note your lack of actual information on Magma, just as a bark from Kief gives you an idea. As you write your message to the cult, you hand the communiqué to the Zigzagoon who scampers off back down the ship before dashing over to Vito and Stinger, attempting to dissuade him from the head-on assault. Calling to him, Stinger stops cutting before punching straight through the cut section, breaking a hole noisily as Vito sighs and prepares to hop down.

    “Jessica, this route will take us directly to the stash of shells, which won’t be under very heavy guard. The path itself takes advantage of the abandoned cabins to give a tunnel over to the entrance hatch. I imagine it’s going to be pretty smooth if we keep quiet. The operation begins in half an hour, having a head start will run to our advantage.”

    In spite of your reasoning, Vito hops down the hole as you resign yourself and follow, Stinger bringing up the rear as you head through the corridor. After a few turns you find yourself at a door, which Vito opens easily before heading into a cabin, with no apparent doorway through. Shrugging, Vito points to the wall as Stinger simply slices into the wood with his wings, carving a hole straight through, and as you follow, you feel as though you’re being watched by something. A few cabins later, Stinger prepares to break through another wall, only for voices to sound from below. Staying silent, you and Vito eavesdrop on the voices.

    “We’re ready?”

    “Yeah, the explosives are in position. On the order, we’re hightailing it off of this dump and sending it to the gutter.”

    Gritting his teeth, Vito gets up as the footsteps fade and kicks a table with a curse word, knocking the fan and microwave off of the unit, both clattering down in a less than stealthy matter as you and Vito stay silent, you glowering at him for possibly blowing their cover. As you wait a few tense seconds, you register no sound except faint humming, just as a yellow blur zooms by you and suddenly discharges a battery’s worth of electrical energy into you, Vito and Stinger as you scream in pain before looking upon your assailant as the possessed fan floats menacingly beside the Heat Rotom, both displaying signs of slight damage and massive anger as they prepare to attack...
    As Jessica called to Vito, the Empoleon ceased cutting and punched straight through the weakening, sending a shower of splinters crashing loudly down below. Jessica winced from the sound, thinking that if anyone were underneath the deck right now they’d certainly hear the racket and come running to see what caused it. They were already off to a not-so-subtle start.

    “Jessica, this route will take us directly to the stash of shells, which won’t be under very heavy guard. The path itself takes advantage of the abandoned cabins to give a tunnel over to the entrance hatch. I imagine it’s going to be pretty smooth if we keep quiet. The operation begins in half an hour, having a head start will run to our advantage.”

    Keep quiet, huh? Somehow I get the feeling he’s not even listening to his own advice right now. I had better keep an eye on him. Hopefully the others will get my message, I don’t know if I’d be able to defend both of us if we get into a dire situation. She bit her lip and watched Vito descend softly down the hole. Sighing, she followed suit, with Stinger tagging close behind.

    As soon as he set foot Vito began determinedly down the corridor, the other two acting merely as his shadows. After a few turns, they came to a stop before a doorway, which Vito promptly opened without reserve. They stepped into a small cabin, which seemed to possess no other access besides the one they came through. Vito simply shrugged and pointed to the wall, which his partner heeded by slicing clean through the wood with his razor wings, forming an outlet. Though still a little surprised at the audacious method, Jessica silently marveled at the Empoleon’s sharpness and strength.

    As she stepped through the crack, a shiver raced up her spine – she felt they were being watched by something. She glanced around suspiciously, but no presence emerged.

    Still highly guarded, she followed Vito and Stinger through a chain of cabins. They were just about to break the fourth wall when they heard a murmur down below. Vito and Jess quickly glanced each other to confirm silence, and stooped low to listen:

    “We’re ready?”

    “Yeah, the explosives are in position. On the order, we’re hightailing it off of this dump and sending it to the gutter.”

    As the footsteps faded, Vito grit his teeth and got up, muttering a curse word as he sharply kicked a table. This knocked a fan and microwave onto the floor with an obtrusive clatter. Jessica shot Vito an icy look as they both waited tensely for a few seconds, anticipating the footfalls to come pounding back immediately.

    There was no sound except for a faint humming. Yet instead of being released, the stress seemed to continue building up in the air, and Jessica held her breath, sensing something was off.

    Suddenly a yellow blur flashed by her face, and a jolt of pain screamed through her body. It was like a static shock, but so powerful that her hair stood on end. As she shrieked in surprise, she could vaguely hear Vito’s and Stinger’s cries match her own.

    The sting faded as quickly as it had surfaced, though her skin still throbbed slightly as she looked towards the assailant. To her astonishment, the fan and microwave were hovering off the floor! The appliances were suspended by neon yellow and red glows respectively. They both loomed menacingly over the party, whirring and crackling with rage.

    These are… Rotom, right? Are they wild? I don’t think they belong to Team Magma, but it doesn’t look like they’re going to let us go either. Her hand hovered towards her Pokéballs, gloomily remembering only two of them were sensibly viable options. Damn, I would’ve liked to avoid unnecessary fighting. Um… They’re Ghost/Electric, I think.

    She hesitated between the pair of metal spheres, grimacing. Neither of her remaining teammates were very effective choices against this type of opponent. In this situation, we should also try to remain discreet so we’re not discovered. In that case… She plucked a green Pokéball and tossed it. A bright flash, and a little doll with green hair and porcelain white skin emerged. Thanks to their close bond and frequent training, Jessica could immediately perceive Ralts’s psychic aura and forge a telepathic connection.

    Al, you’re facing two Rotom, but you’re not alone. This man’s Empoleon should be your partner, his name’s Stinger. I want you to first DOUBLE TEAM, then use CONFUSE RAY to try and disorient both enemies. Then focus a DARK PULSE towards the fan. Try not to make too much noise, we don’t want to be discovered by…

    Her sentence transmission paused, but the thought continued unconsciously. The astute Alice divined her trainer’s melancholy feelings instantly. She simply nodded once, but Jessica could sense the waves of pain and resent emanating from her consciousness. Jess swallowed, fearing she might’ve made a mistake. But there was no going back now.

    Sorry. We’ll discuss it later. For now, please focus on the battle. Let Stinger know what you intend to do and cooperate with him. He’s experienced, so you should follow his lead if he has a plan.
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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Ampere Beach: The Ruby Chatot.

    Rakurai: Panicking for Flandre, your relief at the Charmander’s safety is scuppered by the fire slowly building up as you return to the battle at hand as Flandre attempts to buy some time by belching a smokescreen into Hugh’s face as the fighter focuses himself to expend some more energy for more accurate and devastating attacks. Opening his eyes, the Machoke finds himself rather inconvenienced as his sight is obscured by smoke and as Flandre dashes into the fray once more, tail gleaming like polished iron, a grunt and hefty slam alerts you that the attack succeeded this time as Flandre grins at the turnaround, just before a sudden crack resounds as Hugh gives her a chop in the back, the implementation of the model of karate striking her in a critical spot as the smoke slowly fades to reveal Hugh rising, the Charmander floored in quite a bit of pain as Diam gives a grim nod as the Machoke bears down to her, preparing to snap her like a twig...

    ...which is when Flandre darts out of the way in some pain, the boost to her speed giving her an advantage there as she swings around and delivers a dose of dragon power in a rush into Hugh’s chest, the impact knocking the wind out of him as his charging focus is broken and he weakly punches Flandre, the blow more a feeble swing rather than a see-all-destroy-all wallop as Diam hisses at the situation. Kneeling, Hugh frowns at the feisty Charmander, who seems to be somewhat battered but able for more as she hops around the place, her back displaying a prominent bruise on it. Looking up at the sails you notice the fire to be dying out quickly just as a splash causes you to turn towards the starboard side as screams of pain are silenced very quickly as Drake snorts.

    “Seems the Sharpedo are getting hungry...watch yourself, Katsu.”

    With the advantage yours in terms of positions, you have to make this next hit count well to halt Hugh’s anger...
    Katsu gasped, and Kiba cried out as they watched Flandre get floored by a retaliatory karate chop from Hugh, who quickly capitalized on her position, preparing a Focus Punch with deadly intent. Before the situation could elicit any further reaction from the two, however, Flandre, in a remarkable burst of speed, sprung to her feet and nailed her opponent squarely in the chest with a Dragon Rush, receiving only a feeble blow in exchange before leaping back, looking smug, and ready for more.

    "That was too close...", thought Katsu, breathing a sigh of relief, while Kiba had begun to growl angrily once more upon seeing that Hugh was as ruthless as ever. It was then that Katsu noticed that the flames in the ship's sail had died down, though a splash in the water, followed by some quickly silenced screams that were undid most of the relief that had resulted from his previous observation. “Seems the Sharpedo are getting hungry...watch yourself, Katsu.”, cautioned Drake.

    "As if I didn't have enough to worry about...", Katsu grumbled to himself quietly as he turned his attention back to the battle at hand. It looked as though Hugh was quite winded in comparison to Flandre, and it seemed like the perfect time to bring an end to the fight. "She's going to need to hit him hard, and I know just the move for that purpose...

    "Flandre, I want you to use your Dragon Dance once more, then blow out another Smokescreen before smashing into Hugh with your Flare Blitz! Give it all you've got!", he ordered.

    While he had previously feared that the ship might go up in a blaze as a result of a fire attack, he reasoned that an inexperienced Pokemon like Flandre wasn't capable of starting a completely unmanageable fire, after having seen how the flames on the sail had died out on their own. At least, that was what he hoped...
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    Ampere Beach: Galactic Hideout.

    Shadow: With your relief at Mango, you call to the Quagsire to try and escape, while giving Factor a few more orders and stress the urgency of the situation. As it is, the Umbreon gives a shake of his limbs before sauntering over to the snoozing turtle, notably slow as to let further poison damage affect him as the Grotle groans in its sleep, just before Factor goes to work with his tail, tickling the Grove pokemon in some sensitive spots with malice as the heavyweight grunts at first, before giggling in its sleep before waking up slowly to the sound of deep laughter, the pokemon completely open to assault as the tail of the Umbreon takes a darker tome and slams into the gut of the Grotle in assurance, the turtle being knocked back and teetering on its hind legs before another strike of the tail knocks it on its back, the ground cracking slightly as it waves its egs frantically. As you watch, however, the earth beneath Factor suddenly bursts with power not unlike that of a small mine, and the Umbreon lands in a slight heap a couple of feet away, still conscious mercifully and wobbling on the legs...before giving a triumphant grin as the poison seeps the last of the Grotle's energy from it and the creature stops trying to right itself, content on lying there gathering dust. Level up for Factor. With the threat over, you take the time to examine the rest of the area to see a similar sight, with quite the number of Galactic grunts and their pokemon littering the area, and several wild pokemon either trying to eat them, each other or the scenery, the others standing around in slight idleness and finishing off other pokemon. Jason seems to tend to the last few cages as the falling doors remind you of Mango's predicament as you turn to see her strike the lock as though it were a rock to be smashed, but to little avail as your mood dampens. The sudden roar of a Drapion being struck by a long object turns your attention to the KND agent as HHH drives a megahorn into the chest regions of the insect, the strike shoving the scorpion back as it faints from the pain overall. With a wipe of a brow, Numbuh 387 releases Two-Pi-Rad once more, and with a finger pointing at the hull, a glow emerging from the Forretress as it heads to the rear of the boat, the Wooper inside the cage huddling closer to Mango in fear, you become rather worried, especially when the boy hops off the ship with the Heracross.

    Indeed, the immediate recognition of an explosion attack renders the plan: If it doesn't break through brute force, blow it up. You only have time to shield your view as the rocketing boom of the blast knocks you and Factor off your feet, and as the dust clears, you notice the seeming lack of damage to the cage with a disheartened frown. That is, until you notice the cage's base being merely bolted on as a single flipper busts it off with ease, the familiar Quagsire dusting herself off and helping the freed Wooper off the sinking vessel as the commander awakens suddenly changes the atmosphere.

    "What the hell have you done to my goddamn base you little basta-" he begins before being silenced with a simple low growl from Jason's Lairon, the trainer on board sitting with a veritable army of water pokemon at the bow as the commander's anger suddenly turns into a mere whimper as you notice the pokemon charging various attacks.

    "I'll ask the same thing to you, fool. You touch any of the pokemon of this region again, you will pay with your life next time. Open fire, guys!" Jason's command is met with a barrage of watery attacks, knocking the stricken vessel out of the cave as the commander is sent into the drink, using the Drapion as a float as he scrambles desperately away to the cheers of the water types. As Mango and Grim rejoin you, you question the sudden disappearance of Numbuh 387 and his operatives, only for a rather loud call to come from one section of the cliff, where a surprising number of explosives are located.

    "DON'T!" Jason calls, but the warning falls on deaf ears as the youth simply shrugs before tossing a small grenade amongst the bombs before making a break for it down the tunnels, much to your annoyance. As the explosives go off, you wonder of the folly of youth before blacking out suddenly.

    -=-=-

    "He's coming to!"

    You awaken to the sounds of voices, including a rather tight hug from something slightly slimy. As you open your eyes, you notice Alberto and Jason, the latter sporting a few slight grazes and bruises, likely from the explosion.

    "You'll be surprised at how resourceful your...friend is," Alberto starts as Jason heads outside for a few moments. "Jason told me the explosion blew a hole through the cliff itself, a gap big enough for everyone to pile through. Thanks to him, we're back in shape. Of course, Jason also noticed you somewhat unconscious, the blast, he says, knocking you into a rather toughened, yet still surprisingly small Clamperl. Nevertheless, you've found and stopped the smuggling, and better yet, got our stolen pokemon back!"

    Getting up from the bed you look out the window to the sight of the bay full of pokemon at play, with a few other people dealing with transactions and others fishing jubilantly, a far cry from before. As you note Jason coming in, you notice him holding something.

    "Shadow, a small gift from us for helping out." Turning to Jason, who holds a fishing rod, you wonder the idea of the rod before noticing a seat at a pool with your name on it, the pool containing a dozen red orbs at first. "Feel free to take one home with you, if you want. We'll even give you a ball for the catch," Jason pipes up as he hands both the rod and a lure ball, designed for catching pokemon fished with a rod. Looking at the pool once again, you notice the red orbs to be the glowing cores of Staryu: What you've been seeking the whole time. With nothing better to do, there's a seat and a ball with your name on it, and as you look at someone else fishing, upon hooking a Krabby, the crustacean gets into a frisky fighting stance as the fisherman sends out a Grovyle. Seems that whatever you catch will be reluctant to join you just like that...
    In the activity most known for its periods of quiet time, Shadow found himself reflecting on the series of events even as the nylon lay before him in the pool. Now that his objective was soon to be realised it almost seemed abnormal that things were this quiet. Or had he grown accustomed to a life of uncertainty and action? There was little to not expect when it came to the world of Fizzy Bubbles.

    As Mango happily took in the sunlight Shadow's thoughts went out to his unforeseen ally and his equally unforeseen exit -- but then, it was the way of most Kids Next Door to distrust anyone past decomissioning age. A mindful grin crept along Shadow's mouth as he remembered their surprising and unorthodox ways, then dipped a little when his thoughts turned to Numbuh 387. The boy must have been about twelve, and he would have known his own time would come to leave the organisation... was this partly why he willingly helped out without question? Perhaps, less than a year later, he would be on the run as well.

    Dismissing the notions before they became excessively depressing, Shadow turned his ponderances to the final match ahead. Everyone else would be resting, Mango especially; after what they had gone through it didn't seem quite right to call on them now. Picking another PokeBall about his belt he flung it, revealing a buzzing bird-like creature who floated enigmatically.

    "Mastermind, we're on a Staryu hunt this time, so I need you to ready the following commands," Shadow instructed. "Staryu don't have a preferential weakness in defences, so when I get one Download the files on increasing Sp.Atk. Then blast it with a steady Swift into Psybeam."
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    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: The scenario at hand, you release your Bagon and explain the situation to him, the dragon eager to battle the bugs in front of it. As Spike uses his superior speed to zip around the Beedrill, Hawk spews a torrent of dragonbreath at one of the Kakuna while Dart glides into the other with a wing attack, the wyrmfire causing Hawks' Kakuna to quiver in pain while Dart's takes a sudden sheen, hardening itself for impact. In spite of the buff, the Kakuna is sent rocking into the tree, bashing against it and eliciting a squeal, one which grabs Beedrill's attention just before a lightning-quick slash changes priority once more as Spike gashes the flying bug. As you watch the dogfight, Hawk prepares another blast of breath as his foe fires several poisonous stings towards the Bagon, the sharpened objects jabbing the dragon but thankfully leaving him with no ill effects as he blasts the cocoon pokemon with dragonbreath once more, and as the bug stops its generally low movement, sparks developing, you note paralysis on its field. A loud screech soon follows as Spike starts assaulting the Beedrill, matching fury swipes with fury attack as Dart fires a beam into his Kakuna, knocking it off the string entirely and onto the ground pitifully from the secret power. As you watch, victory on Dart's front all but assured, a sudden glow and increase in buzz , as well as the sudden breaking of Kakuna's shell, you realise why it was biding time as the newly-evolved Beedrill strikes back in rage, fencing the Staravia with its newly-found stingers. Noting the gashed scar along the Beedrill, you note that the other Kakuna isn't as prepared to evolve yet, being smaller, but now there's the threat of the larger bee against Dart...
    David Michael had to grin at the results. As it was the first Beedrill and Spike were fighting hard up in the sky, fighting up high as Hawk and Dart prepared for their own fights. Hawk was eager, very eager in fact to start as he immediately blasts his Kakuna with a Dragonbreath, dealing a solid hit. However, as David Michael turned and watches, the Kakuna that Dart had targeted was glowing somewhat, Hardening itself up for the assault. As it was, Dart's attack still slammed hard, causing Spike's opponet to lose focus and get attacked.

    Suddenly, Hawk yelps in pain of the Poisonous Stings that he'd been peppered with, but there was no poison apparent as he fires another Dragonbreath, this one paralyzing the pokemon. A painful Screech runs through the air as Spike and the Beedrill start a mini-fist fight with Fury Attack and Fury Swipes going at it. David Michael turns to Dart, happily noting that the Staravia seemed to have everything ensured, the Kakuna falling to the ground painfully. However, when the buzzing increased and a new-grown Beedrill appeared, David Michael could only stare in shock, cursing their bad luck before the Beedrill bumrushes Dart with a Rage attack. Seeing the danger this posed, David Michael decided to end the battle quickly, before the other Kakuna could evolve as well. Shouting his orders, he prepares himself for whatever else could happen.

    "Alright then, Dart, show that Beedrill some speed with a Quick Attack, then use the momentum from that to hit him with a Sky Attack! Finish with a Bubblebeam if it still stands. Hawk, no more time to mess around, Fire Punch Kakuna into the ground, then follow up with a Dragon Claw!"

    Regardless of the distractions, David Michael had full confidence that his pokemon would come out victorious...

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    S.S Lanturn Wreck: The Cabins.

    Lilblue: Faced with the possessed household objects, you send your Ralts out, the psychic pokemon's bond with you and the thought of Magma unnerving the pokemon slightly, you opt to take a stealthy approach by conveying your orders via telepathy. As Stinger leers towards the oven, Alice proceeds to dart around the room, her psychic powers aiding in the creation of a team of doubles as two more Ralts appear, while the Empoleon releases a torrent of bubbles in a manner alike to a beam into the Heat Rotom, the toaster yelping in surprise at the aquatic assault before unleashing a thundershock into the penguin, the small shock making Stinger grit its beak in resistance before shaking the pain off. Turning to him, Alice conveys some psychic message to him, noting the tactic of focusing on slowly crippling them, just as a blade of air slashes towards Alice, Stinger's wing deflecting the razor-sharp slice into a mere gust that ruffles the hair of the Ralts as she fires a ray from her eyes into the fan, the Rotom's eyes bugging out as it spins around in confusion before the Emotion pokemon notices the Heat Rotom building energy before blowing a rather ominous wind at both penguin and child pokemon, Stinger shrugging the attack off as he dives into the fray, bringing his wing corrupted with similarly shadowy energy down onto the oven, the Rotom hissing static at the claw tearing into its ethereal form, but Alice isn't as fortunate, the ghostly zephyrs causing the Ralts to quiver in pain and fear, your bond between you sending a shiver down your spine.

    Recovering, Alice focuses on the hateful thoughts, the ones your melancholy created out of your dark history with Magma, and fires it in a pulse towards the Fantom as it charges a surprisingly large shadow ball, the evil burst of energy detonating the orb prematurely and breaking through to the Rotom, the dual dark and ghost energy delivering a vicious blow to it as it gives a sound akin to a heavy metal fan being blocked by a steel pipe as its confusion is knocked straight out of it at the sacrifice of a heavy chunk of its health as it wavers slightly in flight. Over with Stinger, you notice the similar focus of electrical energy as Stinger does so, the protective dome forming over itself preventing damage from discharge as the electricity zaps its floating ally for more injury, you and Vito, and Alice, the latter squealing as the electrical energy causes her arm to lock up in paralysis...

    Looking back at the situation, Stinger seems to be faring well, hs breathing still regulated, while his toaster-inspired opponent has taken a bit of a smack, feisty as before. Alice, conversely, looks as though she has been mugged, her hair a mess and her arm all but useless, but the worst off is the Fan Rotom, after being blasted by its attack and Alice, the battered fan looking as though it could fall apart with another heavy strike...

    -=-=-=-

    Ampere Beach: Fishers' Bay.

    Shadow: Reflecting on the past events, you can't help but smile at the turn of fate that has befell you as you sit with your rod and your Porygon Z floating by your side, questioning the fate of Numbuh 387 in the Galactic Hideout escape. Your thoughts are set aside temporarily, however, as the tug of the rod indicates the all-too-natural signs of a bite. Reeling your spinner as Mastermind focuses on the rising starfish, its download focusing on special offensive measures, the sudden jerk of the rod and a final tug sends the irate Staryu spinning through the air, the trajectory allowing it to pull a fast one on the Virtual pokemon as it spurts a quick water gun onto Mastermind's head, the drenching irritating the ordinance of the cyberduck as it turns to face the culprit. Utilising its speed, Mastermind unleashes a barrage of stars not unlike the shape of the opponent, the swift storm of missiles striking the Staryu in a barrage just as it unleashes its own surprise swift, both assaults ultimately resulting in both parties ending up a little bumped, Staryu more liable. Following with commands, Mastermind then delivers a psybeam, the rainbow laser shoving the Staryu back a couple of feet as it attempts to defend itself with a rapid spin, the manoeuvre merely spreading the pain all around. Shaking itself off, its pride damaged, Staryu then proceeds to harden its body, the sheen bolstering its physical defenses for the upcoming scrap as the peppy Starshape's gem glows a deep red, seemingly in anger.

    -=-=-=-

    Ampere Beach: The Ruby Chatot.

    Rakurai: With Hugh winded as such and the danger of the Sharpedo clear, you make note to prepare yourself with a heavy attack to try and strike the rogue Machoke down. As Flandre prepares herself with another dance akin to a majestic dragon's waltz around its foe, Hugh turns and fires a mysterious red beam from his eyes, the foresight seemingly ineffective as you recall that it allows normal type attacks to damage ghosts like Haunter or Misdreavus, rather than anything else and the smokescreen belched by the Charmander only helps to roughen Hugh's mood as he starts to cough within the cloud of smoke, and as you look up at Diam you can see the bird is becoming inceasingly worried about the situation, his pirates being scattered by Drake's wyrms. As you return to Flandre in question, the lizard pokemon's tail starts swirling as the fire around it builds, just as a cross chop sails over her head as Hugh stumbled in the darkness, the evidence to determine ability shown as Flandre's flare blitz smashes into Hugh's back, the scorching tackle bowling him over as you note the Charmander-shaped burn on his back, just before hearing a snicker from Diam as you realise what Machoke's alternate ability is.

    Guts, increasing offensive power when ailing with a status condition, clear by Hugh's sudden low kick knocking Flandre straight through a window, the smash of the cabin and silence following giving you a feeling of dread as Diam chirps up.

    "Ye meddling swab! Ye'll walk the plank for this! Maroon them, Hugh!" Diam orders as Hugh cracks his knuckles, his battered body almost on the verge of physical overexertion as he lumbers menacingly over towards you as Kiba growls threateningly...

    ...which is when the door beside the smashed window bursts open with a torrent of seeds travelling with bullet-like ferocity, stinging Hugh as you turn with surprise to see a rather familiar fruit-shaped duck standing there, eyes burning with unprecedented fury at the Machoke as Andrew's Ludicolo pulls a small orb of energy and hands it to a staggering Flandre, the leech seed energy from the Octillery battle from before rejuvenating the Charmander as Hugh clenches his fist, your questioning as to how the Ludicolo appeared there being set aside as Hugh gulps in air, bulking up his mass more than what is actually necessary, the tables turned as Diam simply stands there, beak agape.

    -=-=-=-

    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: Instilling confidence in your team in victory in spite of the sudden evolution, you give orders with renewed vigour as Dart darts into the new Beedrill with a quick attack, the unaware insect buzzing before being floored by the velocity as Dart flits skywards, preparing to strike the bug down. As Hawk turns to his Kakuna, the Bagon's small fist flares with fire before leaping and punching the cocoon, the buzz of the developing insect and subsequently painful landing making you question how ferocious the battle was, before remembering that a human life was at stake as you acknowledge the girl's danger. Looking up, you note Spike faring well against his Beedrill, the Ninjask delivering a slice akin to an aerial ace finally sending his bee to the ground, unable to battle as it monitors the area, focusing on the tree the Kakuna was previously hanging onto. As Dart's Beedrill rises, it suddenly quivers as the Staravia divebombs with a sky attack, the mighty flying attack piledriving the Beedrill into the ground as it shakes, just as Hawk slashes into his floored Kakuna with a dragon claw as you question why neither parties are attacking.

    This query is answered almost instantaneously as Hawk's Kakuna seems to rip open completely, a second evolution adding to the medley of combat. The new Beedrill, however, tugs at your emotional strings as you give a glance at it. While Dart's Beedrill sports a gash across its thorax, the newcomer seems a spindly mutant, the wings on its back tattered and shred, its stingers serrated with notches and its body unnaturally thin as you compare both of them. As you watch, however, both Beedrill active unleash their anger by peppering your team with poison stings, the needles driving into the pokemon and as you watch Dart drive his Beedrill back with a bubblebeam, Hawk takes a rather unhealthy look as it seems the poison has acted on him this time, yet something seems unusual as the mutated Beedrill, which is completely groundborne, seems to be twitching as Hawk quivers at the viral status and as you check your dex, you are surprised to find that Hawk has somehow been badly poisoned by the attack, akin to being struck by Toxic. Nevertheless, with Dart's condition being relatively fine, and his foe almost ready to fall, you turn towards Spike who seems to have taken some interest in the crippled evolution, the mutant Beedrill seemingly more a walking corpse than a battler, yet the poison in its stingers somehow of the same consistency of toxic poisoning...


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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    S.S Lanturn Wreck: The Cabins.

    Lilblue: Faced with the possessed household objects, you send your Ralts out, the psychic pokemon's bond with you and the thought of Magma unnerving the pokemon slightly, you opt to take a stealthy approach by conveying your orders via telepathy. As Stinger leers towards the oven, Alice proceeds to dart around the room, her psychic powers aiding in the creation of a team of doubles as two more Ralts appear, while the Empoleon releases a torrent of bubbles in a manner alike to a beam into the Heat Rotom, the toaster yelping in surprise at the aquatic assault before unleashing a thundershock into the penguin, the small shock making Stinger grit its beak in resistance before shaking the pain off. Turning to him, Alice conveys some psychic message to him, noting the tactic of focusing on slowly crippling them, just as a blade of air slashes towards Alice, Stinger's wing deflecting the razor-sharp slice into a mere gust that ruffles the hair of the Ralts as she fires a ray from her eyes into the fan, the Rotom's eyes bugging out as it spins around in confusion before the Emotion pokemon notices the Heat Rotom building energy before blowing a rather ominous wind at both penguin and child pokemon, Stinger shrugging the attack off as he dives into the fray, bringing his wing corrupted with similarly shadowy energy down onto the oven, the Rotom hissing static at the claw tearing into its ethereal form, but Alice isn't as fortunate, the ghostly zephyrs causing the Ralts to quiver in pain and fear, your bond between you sending a shiver down your spine.

    Recovering, Alice focuses on the hateful thoughts, the ones your melancholy created out of your dark history with Magma, and fires it in a pulse towards the Fantom as it charges a surprisingly large shadow ball, the evil burst of energy detonating the orb prematurely and breaking through to the Rotom, the dual dark and ghost energy delivering a vicious blow to it as it gives a sound akin to a heavy metal fan being blocked by a steel pipe as its confusion is knocked straight out of it at the sacrifice of a heavy chunk of its health as it wavers slightly in flight. Over with Stinger, you notice the similar focus of electrical energy as Stinger does so, the protective dome forming over itself preventing damage from discharge as the electricity zaps its floating ally for more injury, you and Vito, and Alice, the latter squealing as the electrical energy causes her arm to lock up in paralysis...

    Looking back at the situation, Stinger seems to be faring well, hs breathing still regulated, while his toaster-inspired opponent has taken a bit of a smack, feisty as before. Alice, conversely, looks as though she has been mugged, her hair a mess and her arm all but useless, but the worst off is the Fan Rotom, after being blasted by its attack and Alice, the battered fan looking as though it could fall apart with another heavy strike...
    Alice was quick to act. She slid between several points, producing an illusion of doubles. Meanwhile, her ally showered the microwave with a rapid stream of bubbles, who shrieked and responded with a short zap of electricity. Stinger bore the shock, his steel-lined feathers quivering. As the stun wore off, Alice turned to him and nodded, apparently holding a brief telepathic collusion. They both snapped as they sensed an incoming projectile; although unseen, a powerful rush of air could be felt. Stinger leapt forward to shield Al, the gale deflecting around his fin in a mild breeze that simply stirred the Ralts’s hair. She ducked under Stinger’s wing and fired back a mystifying beam at the attacker, which blew the fan into frenzied whirls.

    A sinister mood crept up on the two combatants, and they turned again to face the restored microwave, which wore an eerie grin and glow. A dark storm erupted from its door, whipping through the entire room and dispersing Alice’s copies. Alice cried out in pain as the spiritual cyclone moaned in her ears, tormenting her mind and biting frostily at her skin, and Jessica cringed as she too experienced the torture. The girl covered her own ears in a pointless effort to block out the fear and anguish.

    Stinger, however, was able to stand his ground and charged forth, his wing covered in a shroud of darkness. He cleaved through the shadows with his own to strike the machine, ripping into its ghostly core. Jess and Alice simultaneously let out sighs of relief as the wind died down.

    Having just been struck by a wave of melancholy, Alice easily gathered her hateful thoughts and directed them to the Fantom in a dark rage. At the same time, the target had been unwarily charging a globe of shadows, which burst upon impact with Alice’s shade. It exploded dramatically into a cloud of darkness, and from within there came a horrible grating sound followed by an ungodly screech. As light returned, the Fantom now appeared fully conscious, but barely surviving.

    Suddenly all sensed a buildup of tension, and turned towards the microwave. Sputtering and sizzling, it unleashed an erratic tide of sparks that jumped arbitrarily from conductor to conductor, including its own weakened ally. Stinger managed to erect a shield in time to spare himself, the white-hot stars crackling across the surface of his bubble. The others were not so lucky. As Jessica gasped again in agony and shock, she heard Alice’s squeal and felt a sharp pain in her arm. Opening her eyes, she saw Al’s arm hanging limply by her side, currently disabled.

    Jessica hurriedly surveyed the results of the round. Both Stinger and the Microtom seemed to be in fair condition. Fantom was the worst off, looking almost ready to break down. However, Alice was not far behind. Her fair green hair was disheveled, and her breathing heavy. Jessica rubbed her own arm consciously, for it felt slightly numb, dimly reflecting Al’s status.

    You’ve got this, Al. Let’s try to finish off the fan first. Use PSYWAVE, that should at least disorient it. If it’s not enough to knock it out, try manipulating it with PSYCHIC to make it crash into its ally. Follow it with a quick SHADOW BALL. If we’re lucky, the resulting explosion might damage both of them. But remember to keep it light, we can’t cause too much noise.


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    dakara, epona, koko ni ite
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    Ampere Beach: Fishers' Bay.

    Shadow: Reflecting on the past events, you can't help but smile at the turn of fate that has befell you as you sit with your rod and your Porygon Z floating by your side, questioning the fate of Numbuh 387 in the Galactic Hideout escape. Your thoughts are set aside temporarily, however, as the tug of the rod indicates the all-too-natural signs of a bite. Reeling your spinner as Mastermind focuses on the rising starfish, its download focusing on special offensive measures, the sudden jerk of the rod and a final tug sends the irate Staryu spinning through the air, the trajectory allowing it to pull a fast one on the Virtual pokemon as it spurts a quick water gun onto Mastermind's head, the drenching irritating the ordinance of the cyberduck as it turns to face the culprit. Utilising its speed, Mastermind unleashes a barrage of stars not unlike the shape of the opponent, the swift storm of missiles striking the Staryu in a barrage just as it unleashes its own surprise swift, both assaults ultimately resulting in both parties ending up a little bumped, Staryu more liable. Following with commands, Mastermind then delivers a psybeam, the rainbow laser shoving the Staryu back a couple of feet as it attempts to defend itself with a rapid spin, the manoeuvre merely spreading the pain all around. Shaking itself off, its pride damaged, Staryu then proceeds to harden its body, the sheen bolstering its physical defenses for the upcoming scrap as the peppy Starshape's gem glows a deep red, seemingly in anger.
    How long had it been since his last capture? To be honest, the memories of the scientist's last fling of an empty containment orb seemed distant -- he always had a plan in mind as to who to include in his teams, and even wild hunts tended to be choked amongst grander schemes and duties in his schedules. Would a leisurely trip somewhere, elsewhere, with no particular pressing aim in mind, find its way into his time? Possibly, but for now the Staryu operation seemed to be progressing well. The young man had read the Water-type quite well and Mastermind had executed the relevant commands with most aplomb.

    "Optimal performance, Mastermind. Let's keep up the pressure with a Sludge Bomb, and storm the target with Silver Wind. Disrupt any Recover attempts with a Psybeam when you spot them."
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    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: Instilling confidence in your team in victory in spite of the sudden evolution, you give orders with renewed vigour as Dart darts into the new Beedrill with a quick attack, the unaware insect buzzing before being floored by the velocity as Dart flits skywards, preparing to strike the bug down. As Hawk turns to his Kakuna, the Bagon's small fist flares with fire before leaping and punching the cocoon, the buzz of the developing insect and subsequently painful landing making you question how ferocious the battle was, before remembering that a human life was at stake as you acknowledge the girl's danger. Looking up, you note Spike faring well against his Beedrill, the Ninjask delivering a slice akin to an aerial ace finally sending his bee to the ground, unable to battle as it monitors the area, focusing on the tree the Kakuna was previously hanging onto. As Dart's Beedrill rises, it suddenly quivers as the Staravia divebombs with a sky attack, the mighty flying attack piledriving the Beedrill into the ground as it shakes, just as Hawk slashes into his floored Kakuna with a dragon claw as you question why neither parties are attacking.

    This query is answered almost instantaneously as Hawk's Kakuna seems to rip open completely, a second evolution adding to the medley of combat. The new Beedrill, however, tugs at your emotional strings as you give a glance at it. While Dart's Beedrill sports a gash across its thorax, the newcomer seems a spindly mutant, the wings on its back tattered and shred, its stingers serrated with notches and its body unnaturally thin as you compare both of them. As you watch, however, both Beedrill active unleash their anger by peppering your team with poison stings, the needles driving into the pokemon and as you watch Dart drive his Beedrill back with a bubblebeam, Hawk takes a rather unhealthy look as it seems the poison has acted on him this time, yet something seems unusual as the mutated Beedrill, which is completely groundborne, seems to be twitching as Hawk quivers at the viral status and as you check your dex, you are surprised to find that Hawk has somehow been badly poisoned by the attack, akin to being struck by Toxic. Nevertheless, with Dart's condition being relatively fine, and his foe almost ready to fall, you turn towards Spike who seems to have taken some interest in the crippled evolution, the mutant Beedrill seemingly more a walking corpse than a battler, yet the poison in its stingers somehow of the same consistency of toxic poisoning...
    David Michael could only grin, everything was in control as Spike had taken down his Beedrill quite easily, and Dart and Hawk could say the same, however sad it was that Dart's opponet had been disfigured from the attack before it evolved. However, everything seems to stop after Hawk had Dragon Clawed his target yet again. However, David Michael could watch in amazement at the evolution, true, he'd seen them before, but not like this. He could only wince as the dragon fire and attacks from Bagon had severely harmed the new Beedrill, as its wings were in tatters, its stingers, normally perfect cones, and unmarked were unbelievably chipped, and its body was far thinner than his comrades. However, angered, the Beedrill launch a poison sting barrage at Hawk and Dart, who both grimace from the attack, even as Dart pushes his beedrill away with a Bubblebeam attack. However, the attention was towards Dart, who appeared to be very sick, and shaking from the attack. Scanning him with his pokedex, David Michael was shocked to find that Hawk was Toxiced. Grimacing at the thought, David Michael began to give orders, noticing that Spike was staring at the broken body willing to fight, when a bright light flashes onto the scene. Dart squawks in surprise at his body's changes, he grows taller, his appearance becoming similar to the Staraptor that the group was trying to capture. As shocked as David Michael was, he knwe that Dart's new power would be helpful, and with the tables turned, David Michael decides to give orders again... with a Staraptor of his own in tow.

    "Alright then, Dart, test out your new strength by finishing your opponet off with a Close Combat, finishing with an Aerial Ace if that doesn't finish the job. Once your opponet's done, Secret Power the other Beedrill. Hawk, finish things before that Toxic gets any worse, give Beedrill a Thunderbolt, followed by a Flamethrower, and finish with a Fire Punch!, try not to set the forest alight."

    Wondering why Spike was so interested at the crippled pokemon, David Michael waits to see what would occur....

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    Ampere Beach: Fishers' Cove.

    Shadow: Your nostalgia at the lack of pokeballs last thrown at wild pokemon an afterthought, you note that Staryu are capable of recovering health as you order the Porygon type Z to keep the pressure up. Nodding, Mastermind focuses his ill-effectual toxins into forming a bomblet of poisonous particles, throwing it into the steamed starfish. Staryu, however, has other plans as the missile stops in mid-flight and is sent back Mastermind's way, the Porygon retaliating with a barrage of swift, which strikes into the bomb, but fails to stop the missile as the sludge bomb explodes onto the Virtual Pokemon, the floating duck bleeping in frustration from Staryu's surprising psychic ability, though it appears a bit perplexed by the attack, one itn shouldn't normally be able to use except in dire circumstances, such as assault from a robotic duck. Nevertheless, its concentration is broke by the stars beaning it and as it starts to take a mystical glow, Mastermind is on the case, sending a psybeam its way to stop the attempt at recovery, with success as the Staryu hisses at the strike, before shaking itself and pirouetting rapidly, before charging at the Porygon, its arms clobbering him with the spin before it stops its gyrations, looking rather dizzy and confused thanks in part to the psybeam. Nevertheless, it still seems peppy, though perhaps exhausting itself, while Mastermind has taken some mainframe damage, some quite substantial considering the lack of control over its own attack, unlike the psychic powers of Staryu.

    -=-=-=-

    S.S Lanturn Wreck: The Cabins.

    Lilblue: Your own arm somewhat pained in reflection to Alice's condition, you opt to stop Fantom before it becomes too much of a nuisance while trying to keep things quiet. Issuing orders via telepathy, the Ralts, in spite of her state, keeps a cheerful situation as she looks towards Fantom as Stinger swings his metal claw into Oventom, the microwave buzzing irritably as the sheen dents it, and as you question the use of a Steel move against an electric type, the same sheen on the penguin's arm folds around it as Vito gives a sudden grin, almost as if he had anticipated the chance of bolstering Stinger's physical power. Boosted by this morale, Alice grunts as a thundershock from Fantom causes her body to twitch in pain as a sudden stinging sensation akin to rolling around in nettles covers your body, just as the Feeling Pokemon pushes through her arm's paralysis to strike Fantom with her psywave, the rings of energy focused by her sheer determination and knocking the possessed fan into the wall, the pokemon's body showing several cracks as it gives a loud cry of uproar, the entire possibility of staying silent all but ruined as you hold your ears as Alice and Stinger do too, while even Oventom shows signs of discomfort as his thunder wave goes awry, smashing the light bulb above.

    With the situation all AFU, Stinger grabs Oventom's body and uses familiar strength to lob it into the wall, the paintwork cracking as it buzzes in pain, and as the Empoleon looks towards Alice with a nod, the plan becomes clear as she takes a lilac sheen as her natural psychic powers sends the bawling Fantom into the Oventom, and as you watch a pang of guilt takes over as a loud CRASHLE echoes throughout the room, leaving a cracked Oventom giving leers towards Alice and Stinger, with a smaller floating lightbulb pokemon, the previous owner of the ex-fan, in a rather painful was as the normal Rotom suddenly spits a will-o-wisp towards Alice, and as the Ralts tries to recuperate from the psychic exertion, you can only brace yourself as you notice Oventom focus into itself before opening the damaged door on itself, unleashing all flames of Hell as the overheat washes into Stinger and Alice.

    The fiery blast of heated air, alongside the will-o-wisp, causes you to give a scream of pain the likes of which you never thought yourself capable of as Alice is scorched by the intense heat, and through your tears of pain you notice even Stinger being on the short end of the stick as the heat simply causes him to grit his beak in pain...and then it subsides, leaving you in pain all over, Alice sporting several burns all over her body, Stinger panting in pain, and two rather tired-looking Rotom, the possessed one moreso than the released one. Stinger, however, takes this to his advantage by unleashing a brutal hydro pump into Oventom as Alice struggles against her burns to attempt to retaliate with an attack, but paralysis rears its ugly head and causes the shadow ball to simply dissipate in a spectral puff. Nevertheless, Oventom screeches as the torrent of water almost drives it through the wall and as you find yourself ankle-deep in water, Vito suddenly becomes somewhat nervous as you note both weakened Rotom, who seem ready to drop in a good strike, sparking menacingly, remembering that water conducts electricity as you suddenly realise their objective to strike you all down in one fell swoop, and with Stinger sporting some mild wounds and Alice in a great deal of trouble, you had best come up with something to stop them before they render you and your cultist friend into a pair of waterlogged corpses...

    -=-=-=-

    [b]Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.[\b]

    Firewater: Your shock at the new Beedrill's appearance is matched almost instantaneously as Dart's body suddenly takes on a silver hue, his pinion stretching in length and his body fattening as the process of evolution gives a great idea to the bird, joining the bees in their charade and emerging as a terrific Staraptor! Ordering, the new bird's opponent can only hover awkwardly in fear as Dart's newfound terrifying image thoroughly intimidates it, and even the mutant Beedrill seems a bit less hesitant to attack, which is the point that Hawk needs as he zaps it with a thunderbolt as Dart screams in with some good old fashioned close combat against his foe, the stottering bug's heavy resistance to fighting attacks meaning absolutely crap all as the pecking and clawing attack sends it well over the threshold, the bug dropping exactly like a fly. Level up for Dart.

    Looking back at the mutant, you note it seeming to shrug off the electrical attack as it prongs Hawk with a twineedle attack, shoving the Bagon back with surprisingly virility as he shudders as the poison worsens his condition, but this is ignored as he belches forth a torrent of flames in a thrower of draconic proportions, the mutant Beedrill screaming as the flames wash over it, and as you watch in slight horror, the insect starts running around, its entire body alight like a pyre, just as Hawk delivers his fire punch into its abdomen, flipping it for a loop as it lands on the grass, the smouldering insect ceasing movement not in defeat, but in death. Level up for Hawk.

    While you find the victory yours, it is still short-lived as an irate squawk from behind finds Dart squabbling around in a large net and Martin standing, the rocket launcher on his shoulder smoking as Spike buzzes irritated at his move as he scratches his head before giving himself a slap on the head as he hauls at the net, releasing the Staraptor.

    "Ah, sorry about that, kid. When I see a Staraptor, I consider it his, and my trigger finger can't stop itself. Nevertheless," he replies while sniffing the air, "Spike here tells me that you handled yourself pretty well in a surprise situation, concerning what he states is a sign of us getting close to the source of these kidnappings."

    Stopping for a puff of cigar, he walks over to the funeral pyre of the Beedrill, the previously wounded one shaking itself off as it is hauled away by Spike's bee, and as you watch in questioning, he pokes the remains a few times with his gloved finger, sniffing it before shaking his hand to get the grime off and reaching into his rucksack, taking a small metal tube out with a larger box giving an odd click. Sweeping the tue around, he stops as he reaches the bushes of the nest where the Kakuna were, and as you listen intently, you hear the box clicking at an incredible pace.

    "Radiation..." Martin spits as he replaces the tube and box befor turning towards you. "Seems our little friend's a fan of using radioactive substances, all of which are illegal, though for what purpose eludes me. Perhaps we could find out...if you're willing, of course. I believe that Spike's found a key for something. It could be for a treasure chest, it could be for a door. It could even be for some sort of trap that my target has set for me. Nevertheless, it's a key for something. You're pretty skilled, I'll give you that, according to Spike, but proper tests of skill don't just come through battle. Tell you what, you come with me and I'll split the bounty on this criminal with you. Of course, I don't think I've asked you of your name yet..."

    What will you do?


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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Blitz River: Falcon Bluff.

    Firewater: Your shock at the new Beedrill's appearance is matched almost instantaneously as Dart's body suddenly takes on a silver hue, his pinion stretching in length and his body fattening as the process of evolution gives a great idea to the bird, joining the bees in their charade and emerging as a terrific Staraptor! Ordering, the new bird's opponent can only hover awkwardly in fear as Dart's newfound terrifying image thoroughly intimidates it, and even the mutant Beedrill seems a bit less hesitant to attack, which is the point that Hawk needs as he zaps it with a thunderbolt as Dart screams in with some good old fashioned close combat against his foe, the stottering bug's heavy resistance to fighting attacks meaning absolutely crap all as the pecking and clawing attack sends it well over the threshold, the bug dropping exactly like a fly. Level up for Dart.

    [b]Looking back at the mutant, you note it seeming to shrug off the electrical attack as it prongs Hawk with a twineedle attack, shoving the Bagon back with surprisingly virility as he shudders as the poison worsens his condition, but this is ignored as he belches forth a torrent of flames in a thrower of draconic proportions, the mutant Beedrill screaming as the flames wash over it, and as you watch in slight horror, the insect starts running around, its entire body alight like a pyre, just as Hawk delivers his fire punch into its abdomen, flipping it for a loop as it lands on the grass, the smouldering insect ceasing movement not in defeat, but in death. Level up for Hawk.

    While you find the victory yours, it is still short-lived as an irate squawk from behind finds Dart squabbling around in a large net and Martin standing, the rocket launcher on his shoulder smoking as Spike buzzes irritated at his move as he scratches his head before giving himself a slap on the head as he hauls at the net, releasing the Staraptor.

    "Ah, sorry about that, kid. When I see a Staraptor, I consider it his, and my trigger finger can't stop itself. Nevertheless," he replies while sniffing the air, "Spike here tells me that you handled yourself pretty well in a surprise situation, concerning what he states is a sign of us getting close to the source of these kidnappings."

    Stopping for a puff of cigar, he walks over to the funeral pyre of the Beedrill, the previously wounded one shaking itself off as it is hauled away by Spike's bee, and as you watch in questioning, he pokes the remains a few times with his gloved finger, sniffing it before shaking his hand to get the grime off and reaching into his rucksack, taking a small metal tube out with a larger box giving an odd click. Sweeping the tue around, he stops as he reaches the bushes of the nest where the Kakuna were, and as you listen intently, you hear the box clicking at an incredible pace.

    "Radiation..." Martin spits as he replaces the tube and box befor turning towards you. "Seems our little friend's a fan of using radioactive substances, all of which are illegal, though for what purpose eludes me. Perhaps we could find out...if you're willing, of course. I believe that Spike's found a key for something. It could be for a treasure chest, it could be for a door. It could even be for some sort of trap that my target has set for me. Nevertheless, it's a key for something. You're pretty skilled, I'll give you that, according to Spike, but proper tests of skill don't just come through battle. Tell you what, you come with me and I'll split the bounty on this criminal with you. Of course, I don't think I've asked you of your name yet..."

    What will you do?
    Everything went well after Dart's evolution, as Dart quickly finished off his opponet. However, Hawk's attacker, however disfigured had simply whaled on the dragon pokemon, dealing more damage before Hawk, er messily disposed of it by killing it. A bit of regret passed through David Michael's mind as the Beedrill's corpse smoldered in the aftermath, but he didn't let it lay in his mind for long, as Dart squawks angrily at Martin's error.

    Ah, sorry about that, kid. When I see a Staraptor, I consider it his, and my trigger finger can't stop itself. Nevertheless,"

    David Michael had turned to find that Martin had caught Dart in one of his nets, and at any rate, David Michael thought it was perhaps better for Dart to be returned for later, so after plucking a Pecha Berry, which he gave to Hawk to eat, he quickly returns the two pokemon before hearing a bit of rustling behind him. David Michael first saw that Martin was poking the dead Beedrill, and he was about to explain when he noticed a clicking noise. David Michael turns to see that Martin had a small box that was reacting quite loudly to whatever was in the bush that the Kakuna had come from,

    "Radiation..."

    David Michael was startled to hear that word mentioned, but as Martin continued to talk, his interest grew.

    "Seems our little friend's a fan of using radioactive substances, all of which are illegal, though for what purpose eludes me. Perhaps we could find out...if you're willing, of course. I believe that Spike's found a key for something. It could be for a treasure chest, it could be for a door. It could even be for some sort of trap that my target has set for me. Nevertheless, it's a key for something. You're pretty skilled, I'll give you that, according to Spike, but proper tests of skill don't just come through battle. Tell you what, you come with me and I'll split the bounty on this criminal with you. Of course, I don't think I've asked you of your name yet..."

    David Michael listens intently, again surprised by what Martin had been offering, but he simply grins before he replies.

    "Well Martin, my name is David Michael, and I'd be willing to help, regardless of the pay- I mean, other than catching the Staraptor, getting the little kid back is important too."

    Staring at Martin, David Michael readies his pack, ready to move on into the forest...

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    Ampere Beach: Fishers' Cove.

    Shadow: Your nostalgia at the lack of pokeballs last thrown at wild pokemon an afterthought, you note that Staryu are capable of recovering health as you order the Porygon type Z to keep the pressure up. Nodding, Mastermind focuses his ill-effectual toxins into forming a bomblet of poisonous particles, throwing it into the steamed starfish. Staryu, however, has other plans as the missile stops in mid-flight and is sent back Mastermind's way, the Porygon retaliating with a barrage of swift, which strikes into the bomb, but fails to stop the missile as the sludge bomb explodes onto the Virtual Pokemon, the floating duck bleeping in frustration from Staryu's surprising psychic ability, though it appears a bit perplexed by the attack, one itn shouldn't normally be able to use except in dire circumstances, such as assault from a robotic duck. Nevertheless, its concentration is broke by the stars beaning it and as it starts to take a mystical glow, Mastermind is on the case, sending a psybeam its way to stop the attempt at recovery, with success as the Staryu hisses at the strike, before shaking itself and pirouetting rapidly, before charging at the Porygon, its arms clobbering him with the spin before it stops its gyrations, looking rather dizzy and confused thanks in part to the psybeam. Nevertheless, it still seems peppy, though perhaps exhausting itself, while Mastermind has taken some mainframe damage, some quite substantial considering the lack of control over its own attack, unlike the psychic powers of Staryu.
    "Psychic... eh." The thought lingered in the young man's mind; he certainly hadn't expected such a technique display, more so considering that Staryu's latent psychic powers weren't known to be naturally unlocked until evolution had been stimulated. Did the farm environment help to encourage development of these hidden abilities? The notion certainly made the pursuit of the prize all the more intriguing, unless the capturing process would remove Staryu's prior knowledge. Regardless...

    "Keep up the pressure, Mastermind. Launch Silver Wind program twice to interfere with Staryu's psychic control; perhaps you might chance on a handy upgrade. Then follow up with a storming Swift."
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    Quote Originally Posted by fishyfool View Post
    Ampere Beach: The Ruby Chatot.

    Rakurai: With Hugh winded as such and the danger of the Sharpedo clear, you make note to prepare yourself with a heavy attack to try and strike the rogue Machoke down. As Flandre prepares herself with another dance akin to a majestic dragon's waltz around its foe, Hugh turns and fires a mysterious red beam from his eyes, the foresight seemingly ineffective as you recall that it allows normal type attacks to damage ghosts like Haunter or Misdreavus, rather than anything else and the smokescreen belched by the Charmander only helps to roughen Hugh's mood as he starts to cough within the cloud of smoke, and as you look up at Diam you can see the bird is becoming inceasingly worried about the situation, his pirates being scattered by Drake's wyrms. As you return to Flandre in question, the lizard pokemon's tail starts swirling as the fire around it builds, just as a cross chop sails over her head as Hugh stumbled in the darkness, the evidence to determine ability shown as Flandre's flare blitz smashes into Hugh's back, the scorching tackle bowling him over as you note the Charmander-shaped burn on his back, just before hearing a snicker from Diam as you realise what Machoke's alternate ability is.

    Guts, increasing offensive power when ailing with a status condition, clear by Hugh's sudden low kick knocking Flandre straight through a window, the smash of the cabin and silence following giving you a feeling of dread as Diam chirps up.

    "Ye meddling swab! Ye'll walk the plank for this! Maroon them, Hugh!" Diam orders as Hugh cracks his knuckles, his battered body almost on the verge of physical overexertion as he lumbers menacingly over towards you as Kiba growls threateningly...

    ...which is when the door beside the smashed window bursts open with a torrent of seeds travelling with bullet-like ferocity, stinging Hugh as you turn with surprise to see a rather familiar fruit-shaped duck standing there, eyes burning with unprecedented fury at the Machoke as Andrew's Ludicolo pulls a small orb of energy and hands it to a staggering Flandre, the leech seed energy from the Octillery battle from before rejuvenating the Charmander as Hugh clenches his fist, your questioning as to how the Ludicolo appeared there being set aside as Hugh gulps in air, bulking up his mass more than what is actually necessary, the tables turned as Diam simply stands there, beak agape.
    "No!" Katsu yelled out in concern as he watched Flandre rocket through one of cabin's windows as a result of an unexpectedly strong attack from Hugh. He couldn't help but feel guilty that his misjudgment regarding the remaining strength of their opponent had resulted in her receiving such a punishing blow, and the fact that Kiba had narrowly avoided his demise after a similar mistake earlier that day didn't boost his confidence in his skills as a trainer any, either.

    With one threat seemingly out of the way, Diam was quick to order Hugh to address what remained, the Machoke beginning to lumber towards Katsu and Kiba in response, despite being terribly worn out.

    "Who does that bird think he's kidding? There's no way Hugh can win against us. Not after the beating Flandre gave him...", Katsu tried to assure himself as he and Kiba glared at the ones in question, ready to continue the fight.

    It was then that the door of the cabin suddenly was blown open by a flurry of Bullet Seeds which struck Hugh, and quickly had all eyes turning to see who was responsible for the sudden attack. It was Andrew's Ludicolo, Mirror, and to Katsu's relief, Flandre was with him, albeit barely able stand. She soon found some relief, however, as Mirror passed her some healing energy he had stored with his Leech Seed earlier, her pained expression switching in an instant to one that made it clear as day that she was extremely ticked off about the kick she had just received. Mirror didn't seem to be in much better of a mood, and it was only natural, considering how betrayed he must've still felt as a result of Hugh's earlier actions.

    "It's good to see you again, Mirror! Here to help us deal with this backstabber, I presume?", Katsu said with enthusiasm. He had been rather concerned about the Ludicolo, having heard or seen nothing of him ever since he'd been taken aboard the Ruby Chatot. Exactly why the water type had made such a sudden appearance without his trainer, was still a mystery to him, though. "Perhaps Flandre had the sense to free him?" he wondered, as he turned his attention back to Hugh.

    The Machoke had bulked himself up in preparation for what was likely to be his last stand; at least, Katsu planned to make it that way. The battle had dragged out long enough for his tastes, and he didn't feel like putting Flandre at risk any longer, so he decided to do something he wished he had done from the beginning.

    "Kiba, I think you deserve some payback for that kick Hugh gave you.", he stated to the Electrike, who looked rather pleased by his trainer's decision. "Zap him with your Charge Beam, then unleash a Thunderbolt on him. Throw in a Shock Wave if that doesn't do the trick."

    Katsu then turned to Flandre, who was staring at him expectantly. "Flandre, there's no need to push yourself any harder. Kiba and Mirror will finish this.", he ordered the Charmander, who looked shocked by his words, and expressed her disapproval vocally. "Well, I guess this was her battle up until now...", he reasoned to himself before changing his mind due to the fact that he hated to displease any of his Pokemon.

    "...Okay, fine. You can blow some Embers at him. Just stay back, alright?"
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