IMMORTAL
Chapter 3
Meeting

Shavings' POV

Run, Uxie and I are back at the HQ, discussing what we have learned.
"My biggest question is, why did the culprit kill Blitz with a Rosemary? Those things are loud, heavy and difficult to hide." I begin.
"The murderer isn't even a known pokemon, so Arceus only knows how it thinks."
"The pokemon is a steel type and was created in a method similar to genesect or Mewtwo, so as far as we know, the pokemon may BE a Rosemary." Uxie responds.
"And, if using a Rosemary, how on Earth did it manage to only shoot two bullets? It would require reflexes better than a Ninjask's to manage that," I snap.
"Maybe it does." Run responds.
Right then, a starly shoots through our window in a panic, but we hear a bang and it falls to the ground, dead.
"What the-" I look out the window and see a pokemon, humanoid in figure, with a rifle in it's hands.
"Boys, we might have found our culprit," I say with a smile.

I leap out the broken window and rush over to the pokemon. I grab it by the collar and lift it up, which startles it, mainly because I'm almost half its size, and lifting it a good six inches off the ground.

"Who are you?" I hiss.
"Sh-sh-shunter," it studders.
"Where did you get that rifle?" I ask.
"I-I-I don't know," It whimpers. It then lifts up its right hand, and I notice the rifle IS his right hand. At where his hand should be, there is simply that rifle. Seeing this, I put the pokemon down.
"Now, I need to ask you some questions, ok?" I say, trying not to be too harsh, as the pokemon looked as if it was going to have a nervous breakdown. It nodded its head erraticly.
"Now, do you know anything about a dead Zoroark?"
"y-y-yesss... I heard about it on the news..."
"The Zoroark was shot in the head with a Rosemary Minigun. However, we found it strange that only two bullets were fired, a feat nearly impossible to do with a Rosemary. We found blood on the Zoroark's claws, and, while the direct species of the pokemon the blood came from, we know that the pokemon was part steel type and was created syntheticly. Do you know who the pokemon might be?"
The pokemon ponders on my question, when suddenly its face drops.
"I think I know the species of pokemon it is," it says.
"What is it?"
"My species' evolved form. Myletint"