Hello there, I'm Omegaprime, but you're here to read a story rather than hear about me, so I'll get right to it. This story is based upon the Dark Angel work of another author Kgmck177, I am using his work as a building block, neither of us have any plans to collaborate at any point in the future, I will however have visual encounters with his characters very infrequently, neither story will have any more connectivity than that. Like Dark Angel this is a Pokémon fan fiction and neither I nor Kgmck have any ownership of any aspects other than the stories we have created, all non-original characters are owned by their respective copyright holders. And now, without further delay, I give you Black Adventure:
A girl, about seventeen with distinct green and red hair, entered the cavernous underground space. She cautiously searched her surroundings before bolting toward a large tube in the center of the space, sending up clouds of dust that had gathered over the years the room had remained sealed. The tube had several interment panels surrounding it, the girl began to quickly search through them until she found a release button. She pressed the button quickly and jumped back as the tube began to rise, draining a thick, almost slimy, liquid through the slowly raising the glass containment unit, splashing the glowing purple-black liquid across the floor, and exposing a boy, somehow suspended inside the containment vessel. Once all of the liquid had completely drained from the tube the girl, carefully stepping on the viscous black liquid, making sure not to splash it, reproached the tube and its occupant.
The boy was about the same age as the girl, his hair was jet black with red tips, and he was wearing a jumpsuit that still retained the glowing from the black liquid that had seeped into it over the years of storage. His skin was an unnaturally bright white, likely from the years he had gone without being exposed to anymore than the purple glow of the liquid he had been stored within. His eyes opened slowly exposing his red irises. The boy looked around curiously before falling forward, splashing into the black liquid he had been stored in. He shot up and put as much distance between his face and the liquid as he possibly could before he began to cough up a similar liquid, after a few seconds the boy began to breathe in deeply. He looked at the girl before leaping forward and embracing her, "Thank you! Those bastards have kept me locked up in that infernal machine for at least three years!"
The boy released the shocked girl, "You're welcome," she held her hand out, "I'm Strata, are you Eon?"
"That's what those bastards called me, but I can only remember that much, sorry that I can't help you anymore." He said, expecting that the girl wanted information on his tormentors.
"That's fine; I'm here to get you out of here." Strata said, grabbing Eon's hand and began to pull him toward the exit of the room.
"I can't leave; they'll put me back into that tube!" Eon said, panicking.
"I won't let them." Strata stated firmly before turning around and walking toward the exit.
Eon looked at Strata for a moment, evaluating his chances, and began to follow her. He shuttered as he crossed the threshold out of the room, expecting men to immediately grab him and hold him back. He felt wonder as he saw the opening to the outside world, unsure if he should leave the safety of the complex he had lived in for so long.
Strata stepped out through the threshold and instantly reacted to the hail of lead that began to shower from a waiting helicopter, leaping backwards and pulling Eon away from the threshold, "They've been waiting for me. Do you know about another way out of this place?"
Eon looked around, "Yes, there was this one guy who showed me a wall that was actually a hologram; it's at the end of this hallway." Eon pointed down an impossibly dark hallway before grabbing Strata's hand and led her down the nearly pitch-black hallway. Eon eventually pulled them both into what Strata decided was a cavern with loose gravel. Eon had to shield his eyes from the sudden flood of light as they passed into the bright midday sunlight. Strata looked toward where she thought the main entrance to the complex was and barely saw the helicopter hovering, waiting for her to attempt to escape a second time. As she began to fume and was strategizing how she would be able to take the multimillion dollar piece of machinery Eon stated, "We should probably work our way to a more defendable position, until I can get all of that black shit out of my system I can't defend myself effectively." Eon coughed up a sizable amount of the black liquid, "This crap somehow limits my power back severely, that's why I haven't broken out before, this jumpsuit has a few more days supply of it."
Strata calmed herself down and asked, "Why don't you take it off then?"
Eon sighed, "I can't, the liquid powers it somehow, the instant I try to take it off it begins pumping that stuff into my veins, I'd pop like a balloon if I tried to."
Strata quietly nodded and pointed toward a road about one hundred meters below them, "That's a busy road; Team Rocket wouldn't dare attack us with people around."
