Extinction [RP]

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“They"re fakes. All of them. Dirty scum. Filthy vermin. They live among us. Nothing. Nothing has been done. It"s time to take matters into our own hands. Now who"s with me!?”

“They"re traitors. They"re no longer one of us. They"ve been brainwashed. Forgotten who they are. They must be eliminated. They threaten our way of life. Something must be done. No more hiding. It"s time to show ourselves. Show them that we"re alive, and still kicking. No more hiding!”

Plot
For years, Pokemon have been extinct. After years of humans abusing Pokemon, treating them as mere objects, objects that can be replaced, they have all died. No more left. Humans have been forced to work for themselves once more.

However…they still live. Pokemon have been able to evolve and adapt to these happenings. They have been able to copy the appearance of humans, and have been living lives as the creatures that forced them to do so.
Sadly, the humans have clocked on this happening after they saw a wild creature rushing through cities all over the world. A fiery creature, leaving trails of blazing flames in it"s wake. Devastation everywhere it steps.

Not a pokemon…but a human.

After the extinction of the Pokemon, animals have appeared. Dogs, cats, birds. All sorts. These animals know. Humans walking with their pets, dogs barking, whimpering. Cats screeching, fleeing. Birds flapping, crying.

They know. They found us. They"re hunting us down. There is no more escape.
The humans are hunting us down…but that"s not the only problem.

The traitors are too. They"re killing us! They have forgotten. Pokemon or not, they are our enemies.

Take no prisoners!

Not all humans are bad… Some pokemon are still alive in the cities, but they are hidden. Humans with pet pokemon, friends, old trainers forced to hide. These pokemon know the technique, but may or may not use it. Those who do usually merge into the family, but may seem “odd”, lacking human speech or behaviors. And one of the biggest clues, using moves in human form.

Half Breeds- During these years of hiding, humans and Pokemon have been able to form relationships. Some even going so far as to have children of both human and Pokemon. These are usually born human, but have the abilities to cast moves. Sadly, Half Breeds cannot transform into Pokemon, and are generally hated by both sides. But they do have an extensive life span compared to both humans and Pokemon.

You are a pokemon or a human in the big city. Are you for or against this slaughter of pokemon? Are you protecting the humans or the pokemon?

It"s your choice. But beware, one false move and your enemies are set in stone.

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Cast List
Pokemon
Extremists
Sapphy128: Reshiram & Zekrom
Kyurem
Specter-Darkrai
Fighters
Agunimon: Troy/Garamond-Manectric
Ribbon: Mila-Beldum
im a person: Renan Matthew Gillies-Tropius
Luli: Fubiki-Glaceon
Sinacar: Himitus-Mew
Bulbs: Time-Celebi
Cynder: Nickolas Hale Keating-Shiny Charizard
Mika Claire Keating-Eevee
Richard Cecil Reynolds-Lucario
Tilly: Max Oliver-Totodile

Human
Extremists
Exa (Group)
Sapphy128: Entei
Raikou
Suicune.
Fighters
Sapphy128: Odin/Helios-Volcarona
Agunimon: Hikaru of the Sparkling Light-Jolteon

Half Breeds
Extremists
Fighters
Pokefriends: Kemerd- (Charmeleon?) Half Breed [Side: Poke/Half Breed]


I’ve forgotten the time once again. I would check, but I don’t want to rush. I don’t want to panic over time.

Time. It goes fast, or it goes slow. Sometimes it will rush on ahead and leave you behind, wondering to yourself whether it’s worth chasing or not.

I always answer ‘‘Why not’’, but now I’m starting to answer even myself back.
People always wish for time to freeze, go backwards or even forwards for those impatient enough to waste such little time on trivial matters.

I always ask myself whether I should chase on after it, or keep up my own pace. Either way I’m not waiting for time. He’ll just have to wait for me.

Odin walked through the crowd of prying eyes. Their thoughts silent to their own. Thank Arceus thoughts were silent, or he’d never hear the e-

Odin stumbled slightly. Cheers of children rushed past him. Three boys were rushing on through the crowds, worlds of their own. He sighed, missing the days he had lost when time would wait for no man.

OOC: Chapters!

Prologue:

It was a large school in a large city, and a bell rang. a sudden swarm of humans walked of the campus. I was the one who looked as shy as a baby bird first seeing daylight, and i had very good reason for it. Any wrong move, any flicker in my thoughts, and my Transformation attack could outright stop, and boom, genuine Mew floating in the middle of the city, and everyone would… w-well… it would end badly.

“… Why?”
I woke up on the bench. The bench I had been sleeping on for what seemed to be forever. I used my sleeve to wipe my face. I had cried herself to sleep once again. I dreamed of a prince taking me away from the cruel, stupid world.

Right before I had awakened, my lovely prince turned out to be… one of the kids who had picked on me. One of the kids who tormented me. Why did I dream that…? Of course there was a reason. That boy was my first love, despite his horrid torment.

He was the one who accepted me in the orphanage… But that changed as soon as one other kid I didn’t even know told him lies about me. The boy didn’t care until the other children said they’d never speak to him again if he spoke to me again.

He began to make fun of me behind my back, thinking I couldn’t hear. I heard every word he was saying about me. Every night before curfew, he would slide me a note saying that he wished things were like they used to be. I would just ignore it.

Fubiki was brought back to the present by hearing the talking of some women. They were gossiping about something. The Glaceon girl decided to hide from them. She didn’t want to be the next victim of their gossiping. She stood up from her bench and ran.

She wasn’t sure where she was running to, but anywhere was better than around… humans. She wasn’t really scornful toward them, she just had a dislike to most humans.

She eventually made it to the far part of the park where people normally don’t come. It was a forest-like area with a bunch of trees. She sat in the mixture of trees and continued to cry.

The tears rolled down my face. Cold, almost icy tears that no one would understand…

Something rustled in a tree nearby Fubiki, a small girl…roughly 9 years.

“?..” The small girl looked at Fubiki from afar,not being able to yell to her because she was mute.

After she finished what was left of the apple in hand (said tree was an apple tree.) She chucked the core twords Fubiki’s head.

Ooc// The city we all start in shall be: (Random place) Golden Rod city. (Rejoice)

Odin walked by with his hands in his pocket. He took one small step at a time, occasionally looking up at the sky, as if he were expecting something.

He sensed something, but he wasn’t sure what. All he did was carry on walking, hoping that his senses would stop gnawing away at his nerves.

Zekrom growled from atop a building. He looked down at the nothings walking on by as if they owned the world. He stood up and adjusted his glasses. He was about to start his assault when his brother intervened once again.

“Grr, what now Resh?” He snarled.
“Look.” Reshiram pointed down to a white haired man amongst the crowd. He saw it, it was only a split second, but he saw it.
Odin turned, catching the two in the corner of his eye.

“Grr, traitor.” He snarled.
“We can’t be certain.” Reshiram crossed his arms and turned to Zekrom. “We’ll have to separate him from the rest.”
“Heh, whatever you say.” Sparks flew from Zekrom’s palms.
“Wait…”

Zekrom flourished with impatience. “Wait later!” He stood up and leapt off the building, despite his brother’s advice.
Reshiram tutted, leaping down after him, gracefully running through the alleyways unnoticed. Following his younger brother, who was stupidly running straight through the human traffic.

Zekrom roared as he lunged for the white haired man. “Gotcha!”
Odin growled, side stepping just in time. Taking off before he could recover.

He growled. He’d attracted too many eyes already. “This stupid human body won’t help me in any case.” He glew a harsh white. Sparks flew in all directions, people fled from the scene as fast as they could.

Reshiram sighed, running up and jumping onto Zekrom after his transformation had finished. He sat on his neck, using his pin-point vision to target the fleeing traitor.
“Towards the forest, let’s go.”

Zekrom roared, taking flight and charging straight for the forest. Whoever this was, he was fast, even in his human form. Zekrom could sense his power, he knew Reshiram sensed it too. Alpha would be pleased to have a specimen such as this on his side.

I knew not why they were chasing me. I knew not how they knew me, but I fled for all I could. Not only my life, but for theirs. There was no way I’d let others die for my wrong doings.

My legs grew weary and my breathing was heavy. If I could fly I would be able to escape, but I’ve already drawn too much attention, I don’t want to draw suspicion either. I have enough of that already.

I hear it approaching. It’s a clumsy flier, but someone else is there. I sense their powers. I continued to run, I heard the roar of the pokemon, he gained on me, he’s nearly above me, but I do not stop. I can’t afford to. I’m nearly at the forest now. I manage to escape, but barely. The Zekrom screamed, then it went silent.

I was gasping for air by now. I collapsed. Back against a tree I gathered by breath. That was a close one. I thought.

I can’t be sure where they are now, but I can’t sense their presence anymore.

The noise of the city drowned out any thoughts I had. The silence of the forest was deafening.

Ooc// You can’t really hear the town from the forest, it’s just bad memories.

“And so, The fairy like boy helped the girl and her brothers get back home, The girl asked this mute fairy “will we ever be able to see you again Peter?” Peter just giggled and flew out the window, passed the second star and straight on forward to neverland, THE END”

much Clapping could be heard as the actors took their bow and left,

The director came out back “well done you lot, this is the biggest house we have yet to get, don’t forget we are doing Cinderella in a hour, so don’t be late” all the actors nodded, the Girl that played peter just giggled as everyone went their separate ways, the director watched this girl walk out the door “… i just wish she would wear something normal when she is not acting… bah… s`long as she does well i don’t care…”

The strange thing about this girl was… whenever she walked passed a dead plant, it would suddenly revive
She was walking when she heard a terrifying roar and knew instantly it was the legendary Pokemon Zekrom “…bi?”
luckily she was alone when she spoke, or people would take her as weird,

“~I wonder what Zekrom is doing here… that means Reshiram is here aswell… are they planning an attack on the humans?~” The girl thought to herself.

OCC: :C Server Error deleted my hard work.

The concrete was cold and damp. The floor which was made out of the same material was also cold. The thermometer read forty-one degrees fahrenheit. An old light bulb hanging from the ceiling dimly lit the room. In the far corner, there was a pile of blankets. There was also a blue tail sticking out of the blankets.

There in the blankets was something that was not supposed to be here. It wasn’t supposed to be in this town. It wasn’t supposed to exist at all. It was one of the few remaining run away Pokemon. It was a Manectric and his name was Garamond of the Rumbling Clouds. He was the last surviving Manectric in his clan. They were “The Rumbling Clouds”, that was until that one day. That one day would always be known to Garamond as the “Red Massacre”.

His clan was a clan of Warrior Manectrics against the extermination of Pokemon. They would wreak havoc in retaliation against this anti - Pokemon movement. They were one of the few who dared to rebel against the humans. They were silent hunters and snipers. A target would be set and using their powers, they would burn it to the ground or electrify it.

As Garamond dozed off, the always vivid nightmare chased him while he was sleeping. He was with his siblings, parents, cousins and relatives when . . . Shots rang out and yowls of pain from his kin filled his ears. Blood from his kin painted the store house red. For revenge, he attacked the guards and then they had been painted red as well.

Racing out of the door and jumping over corpses, he ran towards the forest for his life and he was shot at. Ignoring and putting aside the pain, he ran and ran until he could run no more. Blankets flew in the air as Garamond woke up with bloodshot eyes. His mind filled with the visions of the past, the memories that he didn’t wish to have. He tried to recall the more friendly part of the “Red Massacre” day.

The silence in the forest was deafening. It seemed so peaceful, but there were still humans. A family of humans who gaped in awe. Garamond turned the other direction and tried to bolt, but collapsed in fatigue. The children stroked and petted him. The adults helped him get better and he was adopted into their family. They had been descendants from Pokemon Trainers they were the few who were against the extermination of Pokemon from this world. Luckily, Garamond made it out alive, and he’s still alive to this day.

Panting, he tried to calm himself. His thoughts racing and new thoughts blocking out old memories. A chorus of voices echoed in the basement and in his ears. Huddling back into the blankets, Garamond realized it was cold, but the rage in his heart still burned.

Zekrom’s roar echoed like thunder.
Rehiram growled, holding onto Zekrom carefully.
“He’s escaped!” He cursed furiously upon Odin. “Stupid traitor!”
“Well now we know.”
“What?!”
“Alpha was right, Pokemon really are living with the humans.”
“Granted, but what about this curse he’s always blabbering on about? Not to mention those circles.”
“Circles?”
“Y’know. That circle thing he’s always blabbering on about whenever he’s alone.”
“What exactly does he talk about.”
“Dunno, something about lines and circles and centers. I dunno, he always shouts at me when I catch him talking to himself.”

Zekrom transformed mid air into his human form.
Reshiram was forced to let go.
“YOU IDIOT!” He snarled.
“What?” Zekrom spoke quietly and innocently.
“You land, THEN transform.”
“Oh, whoops.” He said, laughing to himself. He continued to fall, all the while laughing.

Reshiram growled. He glew a soft white, grabbing Zekrom by the collar.
“Eh eh, easy!”
He muttered something between his teeth. It was inaudible. He glided down gently, landing on the edge of the forest. Dropping Zekrom and flying off.

“Hey, hey what? Don’t leave me here!” Reshiram had all ready flown off. Darn it! He thought.
He put his hands in his pocket and sighed. “Guess I’m walking. NOT.”
He ran across the floor, transforming into Zekrom and bolting past Reshiram with a Bolt Strike. “Ain’t losin’ me that easy!” He shouted back to see the white dragon was no longer there.
“Eh? AH!”

Reshiram growled, smashing down on Zekrom’s head with his hand. “You could have killed me you blockhead!”
“Eh, it was a joke, i wouldn’t have hit you anyway.”
“You would have if I hadn’t moved!”
“EXACTLY!”

The two argued all the way back to Alpha’s castle.


I’ve gone through a fair share of battles in my days. But I’ve had to flee for the most of them. Pride equals nothing when you’re dead.

I eventually gathered my breath again when a young girl approached me. She must have been about 16-17. She had an air about her that told me she was no threat. But she wasn’t alone. I could see him, watching me from the distance. I didn’t know what he wanted, but I certainly didn’t like that glare.

The girl helped me up, but when I touched her hand I felt something. I suddenly felt drained of energy. I stumbled back, I was hit hard against a tree, he had come out of hiding. The boy was dressed in green and had two swords. One in each hand. I wondered why, with guns and such around, how can you defend yourself with things like that?

I was unable to talk with the boy pinning me against the tree. He shouted several demands at which I wasn’t able to hear. Then I heard the questions.
“You’re a Pokemon, what are you doing here? Are you a traitor?” I hadn’t managed to answer properly.
“What?” I replied, my voice was quiet and muffled.

“Where do you come from?” He spat.
“Twinleaf” I replied.
“Why are you here? To kill the humans?”
“What? No.” My throat hurt. He looked to the girl, who nodded.
The boy sighed and let me go. “Fine” He sheathed his swords, the young girl talked to me.
“Sorry about that.”

I began to wonder why they had attacked me…well, almost attacked.

They apologized at least. Turns out the girl was a transformed Gardevoir and the boy was her half brother, a half breed Gallade.
I only nodded as they talked.
Turns out they were part of a gang, a gang of both pokemon trying to rid the cities of ‘bad’ pokemon.
No pokemon is bad, but their motives may be inconvenient. Same with humans. We aren’t all that different really.
Humans fear what they do not understand. Pokemon flee from battles they cannot win. Only a fool will stand their ground.

Pride is nothing once you are dead.

The two talked for a while about their motives, and the sighting of the Zekrom that occurred recently.
They went on to talk about someone named Alpha.
He’s apparently the reason the humans are being killed, making the suffering of us all the worse.
If these two were right about this Alpha guy, then he must be the one who started all this pain and torture.

They continued to talk about ideals and their goals. We had sat there for quite a while, then they offered em a place in the gang, seeing that I was no threat. Turns out they’re searching for members. I figured there was no harm, but I had to decline. They took it well, but they did seem a bit annoyed. I just remained silent, watching them walk off, back towards the city.

Could the day get any weirder?

The gun shots were right on my tail, I ran as fast as I can, but I could not dodge things I couldn’t see.
One lightly grazed my hind left leg. I winced, but I couldn’t stop, I mustn’t. There was a howl in the distance. Suicune standing atop the hill, his head high, a crimson arc above his shoulder. He collapsed on the spot.

Raikou woke up in a cold sweat, gasping for air. He looked around, it was dark. He must have fallen asleep while he was watching the children. The playground was empty. One of the boys was hanging onto his mane, asleep in the safety of his fur.

Slowly he stood himself up, making sure the small child would not fall off. He walked back to the center of the town, to the orphanage.

Sally clasped her hands to her chest. “Aww Jake.” She picked up the small child, who was rubbing his eyes.
“Thank you Raikou.”

“I’m sorry, I must have dozed off.” He said, still in his beast form.
“It’s alright, as long as he’s safe.” Said the woman, ribbing the child’s hair. She walked back inside and shut the door.

Raikou stood outside, wondering what to do now. It was probably about 8PM by the position of the moon.
He walked away towards the lake, scratching the floor with his claws.
There was a click and a whir in the distance. A familiar noise, but it was not what he thought. Thank goodness.

The porch light had just turned on as he walked past. He almost thought it was the guns again. Then he remembered.

He transformed into his human form, hopefully no-one was around anyway. The trees and forestry was closely packed together. He saw Suicune by the lake, standing in the center, watching the moon.

“Show off.” Raika sat down on the rocks beside the lake.
Suicune walked towards the human Raikou.
“Well, I didn’t exactly expect you.” Suicune walked off the lake, transforming back into his human form.
He sat down beside Raikou.

“Oh. Expecting someone special?” He joked.
Genshuku (Suicune’s human name) just tutted at him, ignoring the remark.
“Wanna race?”
“Raika.” Suicune was starting to get annoyed.
“Fine, you’re no fun anyway.” Raika stood up and walked back to town, leaving his brother to sit there alone.
He heard whispers. He turned around to see that he had company. Genshuku was talking to a human, a girl to be specific.

He chuckled to himself as he walked on. Stupid dog

Entei was awoken to find Raikou leaning on his back.
“Whadya want.” He mumbled, he kept his head down.
“Wanna race?” Entei mumbled under his breath, he was unsure what he said, but it certainly felt like a no.
Raika barked. He crossed his arms and leant back, putting his head on Entei’s back, staring up at the old rusty roof of the old warehouse.

Nick held up a cup of paper coffee up to his “lips” which in reality where inches wide fangs. Taking in a long gulp, Nick had to admit that humans were good for one thing: coffee. He had held the cup closer to his mouth, blowing onto it, raising the temperature as he made his way from Golden Rod City into the forest that he and his “family” had taken shelter in.

“Hmm. I hate humans more than usual today.” He mumbled to himself, taking another gulp of his beverage. His bare feet hit the earth, which in human form looked painful; even though it wasn’t. Many times he been had asked him why he didn’t wear shoes. Why he wore his scarf. He told them, “I have reasons”. When they asked him what his name was or if he was normal he replied with; “Maybe. The name is Nick”. When someone asked Mika’s name, he told them to shut up and go away.

Nick had a naturally dislike for humans, seeing as he naturally was a Pokemon and was able to cloak himself to blend in, unlike Richard and Mika who were raised by humans and Nick, since in terms he was like a second father to them. “Reshiram and Zekrom are near.” Was all he said before closing his eyes and began walking further into the forest. He felt himself in a daze; clinging desperately onto a memory he didn’t want to forgot, simply because he couldn’t.

He had done it. He had been the problem. And yet, one of them lives…with him.

“Poke.” Nick felt a jab in his arm as he jumped back frantically with an outburst, surprised. The Charizard near made the earth beneath him tumble; a far from normal “trait”. He opened his eyes and saw a boy all dressed in blue or rather, “made of blue”. In his eyes he saw a canine - like creature, in most humans they just saw a “fan boy” of an extinct creature. The main give away was his smile. “Richard, don’t do that!”

“Hiya Nickie! Whatcha doin’?” He had a problem with annoying Nick, but what annoyed Nick more was that Richard was not watching Mika when he had specifically gave him directions to watch her. “How immature can you get?! I told you to watch Mika!”

“Aww come on, since when were you in charge.” Richard had to be joking or else Nick would rip each hair from his blue head. “Since I adopted Mika, took you in, and I’m the oldest.” Nick began stomping further into the woods, pushing Richard aside. The cheery Lucario did not give in with his efforts.

“Come on, Nick. Stop being so serious. Cheer up! Hey, how old are you anyway?” Richard persisted and Nick had to help but smile but kept his eyes serious and his cup covering his mouth. Richard and Mika swore that they would figure out Nick’s age, yet he liked to keep it secret.

“Not saying. Now are you coming with me to check on Mika or not?”

Specter howled, throwing his notepad and pen onto the floor.
“Don’t touch that!” He howled. “Just-Just stop it!”

Zekrom huffed and poked at the odd machine on the wall. An alarm sounded, but he continued to play with it.
“What is wrong with you!?” Specter shoved him out of the way and proceeded to correct the errors. "Why don’t you go bug somebody else!?
“There’s no-one else to bug.” He said, laughing as he touched the things on Specter’s desk. “Besides, It’s not bugging. It’s learning.”

He shuffled some stuff on Specter’s desk. “What’s this do?” He said, picking up a hand held device or some sort.

“Don’t. Touch that!” He snatched it from Zekrom’s hands, checking to see if it were broken.
“Bah, Comeon. I’m only tryin’ to help.”
“Well don’t!”
Zekrom put his hand to his heart and laughed.
“That hurt.” He said in a childish manner, a smile creeping across his face. His canine tooth biting into his lip.

“Go away lizard breath.” The Half Breed picked up his notepad and placed them on the desk. He glared at Zekrom before going to clean up the rest of the papers Zekrom had tossed onto the floor.
“How rude.” Zekrom leant back and sat on the desk. “That’s my job.”
Specter couldn’t help but smile. “That right?” He playfully slapped Zekrom on the arm, giving him a slight static shock.

“Woah, that’s my job too.” Zekrom rubbed his arm where he got shocked.

Reshiram stood by the door way, leaning on the frame.
“When you kids are finished playing, Alpha would like to speak to you.”
“Nutter settin’ us free?” Zekrom joked.
“It’s about Kyurem.”
“Oh, what happened? Froze himself again?”
“That’s not funny.”
“Heh, you gotta admit, it kinda is.” He said, nudging Specter.
Reshiram growled, walking away in an agitated fashion.
“Blimey, what’s his problem?”
“You askin’ me? He’s your brother.”
“Well, I guess we better go.” Zekrom hopped off the table and walked towards the throne room of the castle.

When they arrived, Alpha just sat there, in his chair as always, holding a sword in his hand, inspecting the blade.
Zekrom knelt down on one knee, just as Specter did.
“You wished to see us?” Zekrom’s playful manner seemed to have died. He sounded serious and melancholy. A real business person.

“Reshiram called you?”
“Uhh, well yes.”
Alpha made a sound like ‘‘mhm’’, then looked back at his sword.

Zekrom turned to Specter. He was looking down at the floor with his eyes shut. Not much help, he never spoke to Alpha. He looked almost scared. It wasn’t surprising. The two don’t exactly have a happy relationship.
“I heard this was about Kyurem?”

“Ah yes, Kyurem, or Yokai as they call him. It has come to my attention that he has been in contact with the humans.”
Zekrom felt himself starting to sweat, his heart beating faster with panic.
“Without my permission…” He held the blade of his sword between two fingers, looking down at the two. “You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”
“No sir.” His response was quick. Did he know they had been out? Did he know they engaged with the humans? Why had Kyurem not informed them?

Alpha sighed then sat back in his chair, putting one leg over the other. "In that case, you’re free to go.
“Huh?” Zekrom knew he knew, the way he looked at him told him so. He must have known that he knew he knew. That he knew-ah this was getting harder to think about. Zekrom looked down again, regretting that small second worth of sound.
“You know nothing, so you’re being here is of no use to me. You may leave.”

Specter said nothing, he just stood up and walked out.
Zekrom turned around to watch him leave. He looked distressed, almost worried. He stood up and quickly paced after him. The doors shut on their way out.

After a while of walking, Zekrom turned to Specter, who was walking at an oddly fast pace.
“You know something don’t you.” His face was red, Zekrom knew something was up. “Specter?” His tone was both demanding and concerned. “What do you know?”

Specter was walking slower now, he clenched his fist and bit his lip.
“Spec-”
Specter growled, turning straight into a wall and disappearing before Zekrom had a chance to say anything.
He nearly walked into the wall if it weren’t for Specter’s disappearance.

Zekrom growled, stomping angrily on the floor.
“I know you know something!” He yelled. He wasn’t sure who heard him, or whether they heard him at all, but he didn’t care. Specter was always keeping secrets. He was getting sick of it.
“Stupid Half-Breed” He said, muttering under his breath as he stormed out the castle.

“Nick-senpai! Richard-kun! Where were you?” Mika had immediately asked on return to their small “burrow” located in the center of the woods. The three of them had come to terms that this would be their “safe house” and home or “base”. It was distant from humans and the Extremists. Nick hoped that this would be a secure place to hide both Mika and Richard.

Their small “Nest” as Mika liked to call it, was in the middle of the ground. The staircase to the lower level was hidden by leaves, brush and a few bushes. It was a pain to move each time they wanted to leave or enter, but Nick was really the only one who had left unless they were scouting to see if an Extremist was nearby. The inside had barely any earthly affects, it seemed like an average home that humans would live in.

“I was worried when Richard-kun left!” Nick shot his companion a glare, as if waiting for Richard to do some explaining already. Nick had to admit, he was curious as to why Richard left the “Nest” because he rarely left unless something had happened to him or Mika.

“I was meditating and I saw Reshiram and Zekrom.” Richard replied casually. “I thought Nick would have liked to know. I’m sorry for leaving without a word, Mika.” Nick was interested now. Reshiram and Zekrom, being Alpha’s dogs were both probably hunting for half - breeds like Mika and Richard and traitors who had come in contact with humans if they are Pokemon. “They are gone now.”

“Let me get this straight.” Nick pursed his fangs. “You came to TELL me that they were here, even though Mika and you are at more risk than am I?” Nick laughed sarcastically. “That’s just great, Richard. Must I remind how dangerous this world is? Remember the Weavile?” It was cold for Nick to bring that up, but he did anyway. Richard and Mika were both half - breeds and there was nothing they could do about it.

“I’m going up to catch guard incase they got a scent of you, Richard.” Nick replied and with a quick sweep of his tail, he disappeared back into the woods.

Odin walked through the dense forestry carefully. Rubbing his neck where the boy had grabbed him.
“Well, isn’t this fun.” He joked to himself, wincing at a pain in his back. He stumbled over and leant against a tree.

He slid down, sitting back against the tree, wondering where he should go next. Going back to the city was out of the question, and he wasn’t too keen on running anywhere under these circumstances.

Maybe…maybe I should just wait-“Ack!”
He felt a sharp pain in his side. He collapsed. There was a wound in his side. “What? Where did-urf.”

He collapsed on the floor, unconscious, losing his human disguise.
The Volcarona laid on the floor, in the middle of the forest. What happened next would be fate’s decision.

Kyurem stood atop his icy tower. The pillar of frozen rocks which stood at the peak of the mountain. He howled, his claws scraping the slippery mound.
The humans cursed and shouted below, shooting guns and weapons of all sorts. Flaming rocks, cannon balls, sniper bullets. Nothing would hurt him, even weapons like that could not penetrate an ice this thick.

He leapt from his pedestal, spreading his wings and rushing over the the humans, knocking them over with an extreme gust of wind that followed him like silver dust.

He turned and unleashed a vicious Ice Burn attack on his victims. He blew from his mouth a billowing gale of ice and snow. It froze them to the spot. The Ice so cold that it clung to their skin. Their attempts to escape were futile. He landed back atop his icy throne. He unleashed his wrath on his victims. His Draco Meteor attack. There was no escape.

Miles away, beyond the reaches of the mountains, the frozen valleys, the ice cloaked fields, his roar could be heard. A cry of death and anger. The humans were no more. He was victorious. ‘‘Bring on the resistance. One by one, I shall smite them down.’’

I walked to the area where there was a Zekrom sighting. no one was near the area, probably frightened off. I looked around, not seeing him anywhere…

I know i shouldn’t do this. I’ll probably get in trouble. But i miss everyone so much… I sent out a beacon to the legendary pokemon, basically asking where they were. Honestly, i was pretty lonely, none of my own kind where here… Or at least, that i could see.

OOC: MEWS IN TWOUBLE

OCC: Or Nick’s decision.

Nick. Snap out of it! You are too nice!

Nick argued with his mind all the way back the “Nest”. He had found a Volcarona collapsed on the forest floor. He didn’t know anything about the half - dead Volcanroan besides the fact it had a wound on the side of it. He was totally endangering his life, along with Mika and Richard’s, still he helped a random Pokemon.

The Volcarona might’ve been heavy, for a human. In his human form, Nick looked insane carrying the othersized insect on his back. But in reality, his skin was scales and he was a fire breathing dragon. Okay, touche.


“Nick-senpai! Who’s that?” Mika immediately poked the Volcarona, but Nick intersected her by grabbing her hand. “No, we don’t know if he’s harmful, Mika!” He scolded. “Where’s Richard? Do I need to force him to go to Jirachi Bucks and buy me more coffee?!”

“Calm down, Nicky! I’m here.” Richard came from the lower, lower. (You know, the second level underground. Top was kitchen, living room and study, second was bedrooms, and bottom was the “base”). He stood in the low hallway that led further underground. “Who’s that?” He inquired, the same as Mika did.

“Dunno. Some random Volcarona I found in the woods. Since when do you get to ask questions?” He glared at Richard, the strange Pokemon heaved on his back still. When Richard just gave him a smile, he sighed and decided to give up, then he set the large insect down the sofa.

“You two. STAY HERE. Watch the Volcarona and I’ll look for any other strangeness.”

Odin remained unconscious, he had lost a lot of blood from his wound, but now that he’s back in his pokemon form, it started to heal a lot easier considering he didn’t have to channel his energy.
His white fur was ruffled and painted blood where it reached the wound. His wings were flat and limp, bent roughly by his back. It was all so familiar, the days as a Larvesta.

[b]Helios rammed into the tree with a Headbutt attack. Still the apple had not fallen. The Pokemon had been doing this for over two hours now. His mother laughed from behind him.

“Mother!” Helios shouted, having fallen over after his mother had snuck up on him.
He rolled back upright, having a slight problem due to his spokes though.
His mother laughed again, scooping him up in her arms. “What are you doing Helios?”

“I was getting some apples, for dinner.” Helios looked down, somewhat disappointed. He pushed his face into her fur and rubbed his head side to side. This is what it must have felt like to sleep in clouds. It made his body tingle.
She put him down gently, stroking his head.
“You leave that to me.” She said, flying up to the tree, plucking three apples off the higher branches.

She brought one down to Helios. “Shall we go home now?”
The Larvesta’s face became dark and heavy. “Aww, please mother. Just a while longer.”
“Alright then.” She latched herself on the tree, watching him from the edge of the forest, watching the young Larvesta bound through the high golden grass.

Helios laughed, the blades tickled her side as he darted through the field, leaving a strip of flattened grass behind him, turning and twisting, like a picture painted blind.

His joy was long lived. There was a deafening clap from behind him, followed by an ear piercing scream. He knew that voice anywhere. He darted back as fast as he could, not taking time to call out. He saw it, blood on the floor, splattered on the tree where she had last stood. It was silent, then he heard a click and a rustle from a bush.

An odd metal rod emerged from the leaves. He felt himself being picked up. A loud bang followed once more, his mother shouted in pain once more. He felt himself falling, but he was still being held.

“Mother?” He asked, in a questioning that seemed to say ‘what’s going on?’.
He was facing the floor, she was carrying him backwards. He felt his back becoming wet.
“Mother?”

She did not respond. There was another bang, but it was far away now. It made him jump even now.
There was a screech from behind him. His mother again.
“Mother what’s wrong?” He shouted as he felt them falling again. This time it didn’t stop. The two crashed onto the floor. Helios rolled several meters away, badly hurting his side. He slowly stood up, looking straight ahead, he saw her.

His mother, blood cloaked the floor around her, as well as the trail dotted over the golden grass where they had passed.
He knew it, the moment he touched her. Her body was barely warm anymore. Blood covered her fur, no longer was it soft, but rough and sticky. It was drying. Her body was covered in needles.

He cried there for days, longer than even he can remember. That day has lurked in his mind ever since. The coldness, the harshness, the pain, the screams, the man with the gun, and the girl who saved him…[/b]

Slowly he started to awaken, his eyes clinking open, the light returning to the color beneath them.
It hurt to breath, he didn’t know where he was, or why he was there, but he needed the rest. His breathing was deep and and broken. He thought back to wonder about the wound. Was it the boy from earlier? No, he would have seen that. Then what could it have been?

Suicune’s attention was averted. He unfolded his hands and stood up. He felt…something. It was calling him. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt something…but what was it?

A thought crossed his mind. He knew this. When Raikou was in danger, he had felt this before, but it wasn’t the same. He wondered, but without really thinking he transformed, bounding across the lake and through the forest, towards the source of this reaction.

The man laughed from his hiding spot in the alleyway. He held his rifle, turning towards the girl in the streets.
He aimed at him, his lens allowing him a perfect shot. “You’re mine.” He whispered. His dog growling at his side, his tail up and ears raised, fangs gleaming and paws outstretched.

He pulled the trigger.

Suicune grabbed the child by the body. His mouth lightly gripping her clothes. He continued to run, flipping the girl over for her to sit on his back.

After a few minutes of running he asked. “Who are you? What are you?”

He needed to know what that feeling was, who she was and why she was here. A pokemon? Could it be? Were there really others? Outside of Ecruteak City?

The strange girl felt a tingle and looked up to the sky “bi…” she looked around franticly, until she saw a male in the area, realizing thats where she got the tingle from, she started walking over, she brushed her dress down, sending a signal to this boy “~no need to fret~” she telepathy said “~what just happened also frightened me, but it also worries me~”.

Mila huffed that the girl didnt notice the apple. What a neanderthal!

Mila sighed as he secretly transformed into her beldum form and flew off.

Eventualy, she came over what seemed to be a Volcarona, the beldum floated down and proceeded to examine the pokemon.

ooc:ay. must. sign up. another… character. ;-;

OCC: I’m totally lost. Didn’t Nick and the gang take Odin? Someone mind fixing this here…?

Ooc// Bold is a flashback. Might have forgotten to add that in…then again.

Kinda tried to hint that.

Now. I’m not to sure about who Bulbs is talking too. Suicune is still running away from the hunter, carrying Sinacar.
Ribbon, from what I believe, may not have entirely read the posts.