Suicune and the Grand Wishmaster
A Flechinder flies down a long corridor. There is no light at the end, in fact it just gets darker. The Flechinder in question is one Tezzec. He is the assistant to the Lord Aztecazrral, a fabled prince among Pokemon. He is the leader to a group known as Team Amoxtli, a so called master group, claiming to provide protection and shelter from the horribleness of normal, mainstream life, saying that it is slowly corrupting the masses to become slaves to the machine. While Aztecazrral is considered a god, no one knows what type of Pokemon he really is. He shrouds himself in a thick coat, hat, and a signature mask, seemingly stolen from a Yamask.
"Aztecazrral, my great leader. We are about to land on the island, shall I get the cage ready?"
"In due time, Tezzec. There's just one thing I need to do first before we start. You've been a loyal assistant over the years, and you have served your purpose among with the rest of the crew."
Tezzec was starting to tense up, but staying ever attended.
"Although, this is a highly risky mission, and one move from anyone whom might try to stop my plans from enacting would do just that. This means that I will have to go it alone."
"But sir, there's no way off the aircraft, how will you go alone?" Tezzec was trembling with fear.
"Oh, I know a way to get you off of this airship, although there is still the issue of having you squeal. Luckily, the way to get you off the airship takes care of that as well."
"S-sir?" Trembled Tezzec. He was slowly backing away from his impending demise.
"Well well well, where do you think you're going?" Shouted Aztecazrral. He pulled a handgun from his deep overcoat, pressing it directly against the poor Flechinder's tiny head. He menacingly grinned before he pulled the trigger.
The Flechinder's head moved as fast as the speed of sound, and Aztecazrral had missed. Dashing for his life, Tezzec burst open a window, flying away into the open night sky.
The mystery Pokemon was not one to be messed with. Aiming out the window, the fired one bullet at Tezzec's head, but missed, and landed his wing. The little Flechinder fell down to the watery depths of the ocean, or at least that would have been what happened if there wasn't an island in the way. He crashed into a blanked of trees, and didn't move.
"Done. Now to take care of the rest of the crew." Said Aztecazrral, walking down the long corridor of his office.
Tezzec woke up from the horrible fall, to find a perfectly healed wing. In fact, he felt much better! He quickly looked around, and noticed that he wasn't in the same place he landed, at least according to his few seconds of consciousness before he was knocked out. After about a half an hour of walking, he found the same spot he crashed. To his surprise and utter dismay, he found stains of blood, and most importantly, the wreckage of the ship. He knew he needed to get out of here as fast as he could. Luckily, the ship's escape pods were perfectly intact, leaving him a perfect opportunity to get to the nearest city.
Looking back on the island, he noticed a strange glow, followed by something the likes of which had never been seen before.
POKEMON: SUICUNE AND THE GRAND WISHMASTER
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