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Episode 25: Experimental venture begin
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaah!” a Pidgeot screamed as it rushed through a tank with Giga Impact, making it explode just narrowly after running it through.
A battalion more tanks appeared as the small team of Pokémen was getting close to their breaking point.
“How many of these things are there,” a Gliscor said as he launched an earthquake, but it merely held the advancing row of massive tanks for a few minutes max.
“An army,” a Roserade said through its wristband as it opened the lid of a helicopter transport with emerging vines and quickly disabled the controls. It came crashing down as the Roserade floated down with a nifty cotton chute carrying the pilot.
“Do we really have to save them?” a Nidoqueen said before it charged into another tank that seemed to have grown out of the ground like mushrooms. Did they take over every single factory in Reminisce?
“Yes we do, ah, aaaaaaaaaaaargh!” the Roserade said.
“Sandy, Sandy, what happened, say something!” the Gliscor said as he rushed to her position.
The pilot Roserade ‘saved’ revealed itself to be a cyber Pokéwoman quite quickly by whipping out a gatling gun from her arm and shooting Sandy the Roserade Pokéwoman from extremely close range before proceeding to put a Protect field right before the Gliscor bounced off of it and crash-landed a few meters further.
More cyber Pokémen emerged from the transport’s wreckage where they had laid dormant since before the flight and surrounded the Pokémen teams protecting High Arrows en masse. A young, but ice coldly looking woman stepped up to the Roserade who was leaking chlorophyll all over the crash site. It was the strange Miss Satellite who seemingly led the attack if you went by the ‘news’ bulletins on the huge plasma screens in all the cities. It was however pure propaganda to bring the citizens of Reminisce to their knees. When the human settlements had all been secured, the Pokémon population would soon be under CYBER’s control.
“So how many Pokémen teams have been captured so far?” Fred said.
“A better question is to ask how many weren’t… there are few left and those are only holding steady for more than a few days now because they either have absurdly strong Pokémon powers, have almost turned into a Pokémon or are in a location that CYBER doesn’t seem to care very much about,” Evelyne said as they scaled the mountain.
It was ridiculously easier back when they still had their Pokémon forms or even their Pokéman forms. Few of Team Homebase/formerly Team Alpha got used to not feeling the pains of the onsetting transformation into a full, serene Pokémon. They almost missed the urges to do battle to solve their problems. They wouldn’t end this hostile occupation by CYBER by simply talking though. Action had to be taken. Fred thought back to their visit to the lake, to Nika the Milotic.
“Will you help us?” Fred asked her.
They sat on the edge as their legs were cooled by the soothing lake water. It felt different now he was fully human, but still calming and pleasant. They looked ahead of them, where the Milotic
“We can cure you,” Fred quickly added.
Nika watched his uneasy gaze for a moment and then whispered:
“We will do it for all of you, for the humans who don’t deserve such misery in their world. No one does. We will fight for you.”
“Thank you,” Fred said before Nika pecked him on the cheek.
From a distance the others had been watching in case something went wrong or CYBER found them, but all Melody could think about was how flustered she must look.
“An ice and ghost type turning red,” Ruben began.
“Who knew,” Leaf chirped.
Fred thanked Nika and went to the others, who were waiting with the supplies. They had to hurry now. Milonika would mobilize other Pokémon and possible experiments while they followed what Ben had planned.
Finally, they’d arrived. Formerly Nicolas’ base, before that Kai’s base and now an abandoned ruin. They had salvaged everything they could find from the professor’s old lab, the hideout or ‘homebase’ Team Homebase had to ‘protect’ for months and Evelyne’s research on the gene replicating machine of her step dad, professor Ball. All those things patch worked together could very well kill them in an all-consuming blast, but they had to try it.
They put all the pieces together under the watchful eye of professor Ball, the kind of an expert Kai Manning, professor Evelyne Ivy and ever so snarky and genius Crystal and switched on the generators.
Ben mused over the unusually high number of steps in his plan in his head and hoped he didn’t forget anything. Lyra stood next to him and said:
“Are you sure you’re ready for this? For… her?”
Ben immediately interrupted his musings, turned to Lyra while holding her hand and said:
“I’m ready if you are.”
Lyra nodded and went to help Melody move the final mainframes. They would only be able to use a very small piece of the data it used to store, but recovering it and putting it on a smaller drive would’ve been even more troublesome. Hence why they couldn’t have any more delays.
“You ready to knock some heads brother?” Ruben said.
“Hell yeah!” Leaf said putting up a knuckle and Ruben brotherly punching it.
Benny nodded at Crystal before hiding his agony behind the heavy box he was carrying. Why didn’t he work out before, so heavy… Marino and Wally past by with twice the load which didn’t same that heavy at all and Benny simply whimpered.
Melody leaned over and playfully kissed Fred on the cheek as he passed her by, leading him to look up confused, then quite happy, then flustered over his slow reaction time. Melody understood and said:
“You’ll make it up to me.”
Ruben and Leaf collectively gagged. One year later they’ll be acting like that, like lovey-dovey squishes? Yeah right. Then they remembered that Hydreigon girl and the next instant they shook it off. Let’s first save her, then they would see.
“Is everyone ready?” Professor Ball said.
Everyone nodded. Courage. Loyalty. Adventure. Time to go.
Professor Ball flicked the master switch and initiated the program, stuttering as it went and a bright white light shone and illuminated the cave, enveloping everything it could touch.
The board of PUNK issued their orders to Miss Satellite as they watched the footage of the destruction their investments caused. Perfect, it was like they had all planned it from the start, but this had become something far greater and more devastating than they could have ever dreamed.
“Initiate phase 2,” they said in unison.
Miss Satellite nodded and the secure connection was shut off. The board started to make their own preparations. And the first stone to have been laid for all of this was a Pokéball. Imagine that.