Torn: Prologue

10:30 pm, Deep in the Kanto Region Jungles, Unknown whereabouts. A squadron of 5 armed mercenaries had approached a nearby base of operations, led by a man by the name of 'HUNK'. Nobody knew how the man looked like, or if he was even a man. The team was ordered to go in, kill any personell (any if not all) & eliminate HUNK. Any rescue attempts on prisoners was encouraged... The squad managed to infiltrate the base, free all hostages in the vacinity, which were mostly human. The rest were pokemon. They were all broken. Somehow the squad knew, that there was little point in "Liberating that which has accepted subjugation". They killed any staff along the way, which were mostly low-level grunts with poor weaponry & investers, with surprisingly better weapons, yet it didn't matter: They were all gunned down with the same ease. The squad finally reached a hangar, which was the most heavily guarded edifice in the compound, being guarded by five grunts & two elites (the difference between a grunt & an elite is the clothing. The grunts had plain T's with body armor & combat pants w. leather boots. The elites had stab-proof trench coats, with body armor under it & a plain T. They had padded jeans & simple lightweight boots. They went next to the doors & got in 'breaching' position...

'Something never feels right when I'm on these missions... Why the fuck does this one feel like a bundle of pecha-berries?' I thought to myself as I scanned the rest of my squad. There were 5 of us: Me, with my customized Dragunov (It had the barrel shortened, making for a fierce mid-range weapon, as well as decent sniping tool) & my Single-Action Revolver. I knew it was old-fasshioned to carry it, but that lil' fucker's saved my ass more times than I'll ever be ready to admit. Next there's Trick: mid-20's, gruff & not a big talker. He had a simple AK & a supressed Kap-40. Then there was Neko (She recieved that name due to the six scars on her face, which she proudly showed off.), with her twin desert eagles, simple Pony & slit-throat attitude. She looked to be in her 30's. Can't forget Snip: Male, short (stature & fuse), holding his 'trusty' machete in one hand, while lazily holding three kunai in his left. Finally, Green: Female, tallest of the group (6-4), mute. She had shaved her head, though I couldn't tell how much, since we were wearing balaclavas. She had a double barrel shotgun & a revolver. We all had on the same uniform, but with a few variations: A simple sweater, shelled in bulletproof plating (Black, or a midnight ash, if you prefer). Dark purple combat pants, with knee plating & a knife holster, though only I had a knife at the time. Unassuming combat boots (dark blue), placed over our pants, like a certain iconic assassin.

"Something up..?" Trick said, looking at me intently. If there's one thing I know about him, it's that you can't hide your emotions from him.

"I can't shake this odd feeling away... Usually, I feel like I just ate a shit sandwich, but now... I don't know." I said, sighing discontently.

"Chin up lad. Wouldn't want to look weak now... Triad better not be leading us with fake intel..." Said Neko, looking at her guns for a second, then back at the blast doors we were near to.

"That wanker's hidin' somethin'... I think he should bugger off." Said Snip, flurishing his machete, while keeping a scanning eye.

Green looked at me, then she nodded firmly. I somehow was the only one who understood her, if only a bit.

"Thanks... Now, the target is beyond this checkpoint. Be prepared for anything..." I said, as I holstered my Dragunov & took out my SAA. I reached for the door, while those last words from Triad bounced into my head: 'Be prepared for anything'.

I opened the door, scanned the left side... "Clear!" I told the squad, getting another "Clear!" from Neko. We searched around the medium sized hangar, finding nothing around.

"Not here..? Damn it Triad, why would you send us here on a whim?" I said, pressing my communicator, getting static as a responce. 'Shit' was all I could think of, when the lights in the compound flickered on, then a rythmic clapping could be heard from above us, causing us to turn around & aim instinctivelly...

"Well, ain't this a pleasant surprise?" Said a man with a simple black jacket, blue shirt & jeans w. sneakers. He was completely bald, due to a fire incident. He did have a handlebar & earrings. His eyes were silver & his complexion decieved his age. There were two grunts, one on either side of him.

"What the bloody hell..? Triad..?!" Said Neko in almost complete stupor, before being shot in the head by the man she talked to, dropping dead, with a fairly large hole through her skull. The rest of us were ready to shoot him, when an explosion came from in front of us. I lunged out of the way, followed by Trick & Green. Snip jumped out of the way, then stared at the man we all knew.

"I'm gonna make sure your fucking lil' wanker goes down your throat, right after I carve out your heart & eat it!" He screamed, as he ran to Triad, throwing his kunai at him. Triad reacted instantly, using one of his grunts to block two of the kunai, while the other one hit his right hand, digging itself inside it.

"Fuck! Finish fucking them the fuck off!" He yelled at the other grunt, whoo was immediately gunned by a magnum round, dying slowly as the wound on his neck seeped blood almost like a fruit gusher. He dropped & looked at Triad wiht a pleeding face. Triad simply frowned & ran off, but not before pressing a button on a nearby terminal, causing everything in the hangar to either short out or explode.

"Shit! We gotta bail! Green, Trick, Snip: On me!" I yelled as we sprinted to the door. I was unaware of what happened next that caused us to fly out of the door. I loked around, dazed & bleeding from a small gash on my forehead. I was with Green & Snip, while I couldn't see Trick. Thankfully an armored truck was knocked over to our right, which is where the yelling & shooting came from. I felt like shit to say the least...

"Whoever's dead better have a fucking good reason to be..." I said, as I slowly got up, dusted myself off & looked around, almost immediately regretting my remark.

"Ugh... Sorry sir. Heh... I guess this counts..." Said Trick, as he was dangling lightly off the ground, impaled by debris & stuck to an oak tree four feet from our position. Blood could be seen cloaking the lower half of the tree Trick was stuck on. He was leaking blood from his mouth as well. He was smiling lightly with his eyes closed, which just freaked us out.

"Trick! Bollocks... Stand still, I'mma get you out, mate..." Said Snip, showing nothing more than a rising panic in his voice. He made for the tree, but stopped immediately & in a split second, his head literally burst, exposing his brain matter, splattering it all over him & the ground underneath him. Me & Green watched, as his body slumped to the brownish-red puddle of a mix of blood, dirt & cerebral extract. Before we could process what happened, I caught the sight of a molotov in the corner of my right eye. it impacted the tree that our fellow merc was pinned to. His miraculous survival only led to an extremely painful death, as Green & I were watching as his gurgled screams filled the air & died out slowly.

"Run! Into the woods." I yelled, as i grabbed Green by her left hand & took off. The thick brush of this jungle brought visibility to almost zero. We kept running, until we reached a clearing with a cave nearby.

"...We've gotta risk it..." I said to Green, who I noticed was holding her waist with her right hand, fruitlessly attepmting to prevent blood loss from a large stab wound on her abdomen, a large glass shard still portruding.

"Green..." I said, as he took her balaclava off & handed me her revolver. She then motioned to the back of her head & the gun she gave me, before slumping down with her back to a tree.

"Green, no. We can make it out of this... I-I can patch it up a-and then apply s-some..." I was cut off by her left index finger pressed to my lips... She looked around her with tears in her eyes & then back at me. I looked, and found that the blood pool was slowly growing around her. She was practically screaming at me to do it.

"Green... No... Please... I can't..." I said, as she let go of her injury & held the revolver on the barrel & pressed it to her left temple. She then grabbed my left hand & put it on the handle...

"Please... Forgive me..." I said, as I pulled back the hammer, with a distinct 'click', then tightened my grip on Green's revolver. She smiled at me, with tears in her eyes. She tried muttering something, but found it near impossible... She finally gave up & just looked at me...

"You're... Welcome..." I said as I looked away & closed Green's eyes with my right hand. The next thing I heard was a click & a small eruption, followed by the small splatter of blood & brain tissue on the floor & the collapse of Green's body. I didn't open my eyes until I got into the cave. Thankfully, when I looked back, there was no trace of blood, meaning I was safe here... I hope... It shortly started to rain, which then turned into a storm in a matter of minutes. I was able to get a fire going with a few sticks & hay I found in the cave. I decided to go a short distance from the entrance, just in case I needed to leave abruptly. A few hours of restless sleep later, I started hearing something approaching me. I was in no condition to fight, noted by my gash, spranged ankle & my right arm had a long gash, from the back of my hand to my elbow (it twisted to the right). I looked around, to find a fairly sized rock. I half-jogged behind it & ducked, unsheathing my foot-long knife from its sheathe & holding it back-handed in my left hand. As I prepared to fight, I found that the culprit of my rude awakening was a chicken-like creature, with orange & yellow fur, bird talons and claws that made Wolverine smirk; a combusken...

Those that recieved this mission were hand-picked by a private contractor, who specialized in human-pokemon communication (i.e., the contractor trained everyone he picked to be able to understand Basic Pokemon lingo).

I stepped slowly out of my hiding spot & knelt down, after sheathing my blade (the sheathe was on my left thigh).

"Hello there..." I whispered, not wanting to alarm the combusken too much. Unfortunately, she jumped from the sudden greeting. It looked scared, but tried insanely hard to make a brave face.

"Who are you? Answr me or I'll... I'll burn you to a crisp..!" She (by the tone of her voice) said, taking a small step back.

"I'm not here to harm you... I'm the human that started this fire." I said, pointing to the small bonfire with my right hand, which made the blood it was covered in to glisten slightly.

"You're hurt..?" She asked, slowly regaining composure. She was going to ask why, but then she was cut off by a low growl from the entrance of the cave. A houndoom looked at the combusken with hunger & savagery.

"What's this..? A nice little snack, for me? Thank you, Arceus." Said the houndoom, it was hard to tell its gender, since houndooms sounded similarly; with a sort of humming & growl mix. It looked at the roof of the cave, as if completing his jape & cackled lightly, then drew its attention to the combusken.

"Please, I was just leaving. Don't hurt me..." Said the combusken, as she started nearing the rock I was behind.

"That depends... If you struggle too much, I might have to kill you just to blow some steam, amongst other things..." Said the houndoom. Now I knew it was male. I picked up on what he meant. The anger was boiling inside me. I unholstered my SAA (which looked like your basic .44, except it had an elongated barrel by 3 inches & it held ten rounds, so it was slightly bulkier & heavier) & pointed it to the houndoom's abdomen. Without thinking twice, I shot & the bullet hit its target. The houndoom yelled sharply in pain as it knelt down. I holstered my SAA & pulled out my knife. I was not going to let this perverted git die that easily.

"Take a step back." I said, as I jumped from my hiding spot & landed between the combusken & the houndoom. I pulled out my blade & held it loosely.

"What..? You... Imbecil! I'm going to gut you right after I'm done eating my little cake over there..." Said the houndoom, hiding his pain well. I simply slashed breathtakingly fast at his front left paw, which caused it to flop off, earning another cry & a downed houndoom.

"You think I'm SCARED?! Of YOU?!" I said, as I raised my blade & swiftly cut off another of the fucker's legs. He was screaming loudly & loosing blood, fast. He tried using crucnch on my left leg, but I was caught off-guard by something pushing me to the side. It was the combusken, who's right wing was completely emaciated by the houndoom's move. She let out a yelp, then scram as she held her right wing tenderly. I fucking lost it after that.

"FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I yelled at the houndoom & yerked my machete swiftly & violently towards his face. In less than a flash, his lower jaw was detached completely from the rest of his face, which slumped down dead. Instead of looking at the combusken I sheathed my blade after whipping it clean, then stood above the houndoom's lifeless body...

"DON'T...YOU...FUCKING...DARE...GET...UP!" I yelled, every pause being accompanied by a stomp to the houndoom's head, until I heard his skull fracture comepletely.

"...Good riddance..." I said, as I picked up two twigs & pulled out my gause.

"..Get away..." Said the combusken, as she was slowly losing consciousness.

"Stay still." I sai, as I tied the two twigs with the gause to her right wing. I'm not doctor, but I've been through enough survival simulators to know that this helps.

.."Thank you." Said the combusken, shortly before passing out. I heard the crackle of thunder outside & looked at the cave entrance & then at the houndoom's corpse. I was starving, so I took some of its skin & the rest was dumpped out of the cave. I sat by the fire, slowly roasting my houndoom meat. I finally got it to a nice, golden crisp (fucking fire resistance) & took a bite. To my surprise, it was actually not bad... I then moved to the entrance of the cave & kept watch for two hours. After I assesed that we'd be safe for now, I moved back to the bonfire & plopped down next to it. I took a quick glance at my cave-mate, to notice she was snoring lightly.

'Cute...' I thought as I slowly drifted to another blank sleep...

A/N: Hello there everyone. I decided to make this, because I've been at a rut with my other stories. We'll see what happens with this one... Feel free to comment & ask any questions that I'll clear up in the 1st chapter with a small disclaimer & note at the beginning of it. I wish you all the best.
Until next time,

-Blood Moons