CH.8 So Much for a Happy Ending

Toby was followed by Sam who watched his every move. "I'm not going to do anything," Toby said knowing that he was still suspicious of him. The two boys were surrounded by Hunters who were acting as guards while Gale flew above them.

"Looks like he did it Sir," a man said turning to Richards. The young general nodded and walked out of the room, the suspense now over. The building was beginning to close for the night as people in uniforms walked out.

Simons waited until the last man had locked the door and was walking down the steps. He jumped the poor soul and knocked him out taking his key. "I'll bring it right back," he said laughing to himself.

The ex-scientist ran up to the front doors of the building as quickly as possible. He swiftly rammed the key into the keyhole and turned it. He was inside the building now, running down the halls as fast as he could.

His first stop was the security room. He wanted to have privacy while he worked on his little project. He felt it necessary for the guard in the room to be disposed of.

He knocked on the door rapidly and hid. The dunce of a guard walked right into the madman's trap and was soon tied up. "Look on the bright side, I'm letting you live," Simons said with an evil grin

He found the alarm button and tore out it's wires. "Can't have you calling for help," he said walking out the door. He darted down the hallway towards his goal laughing at how his plan was going off without a hitch.

Toby had called in a T1-B30 Wailord. This plane was built for only the biggest of transports, and an adolescent Lugia qualified for it's services. It was built like it's pokemon counter part to be sturdy and strong.

This was a rare sight in the sky as there weren't many of these planes to begin with. They took at least five years to make, and that was time the military didn't have. So they instead settled for making a few of them every once in awhile and repairing the old ones.

The gigantic plane had six huge engines to maintain flight. Another startling factor of this plane was that it took four separate pilots and co-pilots to operate it. Gale enjoyed a somewhat spacious accommodation as they flew through the silent night sky.

Not surprising as the inside was at least two football fields wide and tall. The plane had one key flaw despite being so big. It's size was not only it's strength, but it was also it's weakness.

Sam and Toby had to walk all the way to Cherrygrove City just to find a large enough body of water for the plane to land. No landing strip could fit this massive hulk of a machine.

"What did you want to talk with me about?" Sam asked Toby looking over at him.

Toby looked up at him with a very serious face for a young boy. "Sam, did you ever feel like you were different from other people?" Toby asked looking him dead in the eyes.

Sam thought about this but then shook his head. "Hmm I see. Well we'll let higher powers be the judge of that," Toby said biting his thumb. "What do you mean higher powers?" Sam asked with a puzzled look.

Toby looked back up at him with a smirk on his face. "Higher powers being people whom you'll be meeting soon enough," he said. "You are the strangest person I've ever met," Sam said watching him. "I get that a lot," Toby replied smiling.

Simons continued towards the prize he sought after. He punched in codes at lightning speed from memory. "Lucky for me the idiots never went in and changed the codes," he said somewhat out of breath.

He stopped to rest for a second now in the restricted areas of the building. "Ah such happy memories," he said out loud. He had always enjoyed his work above anything else.

He looked through the thick glass and let images from his past days working inside the room come back to him.

He snapped out of it when he remembered what he was really here for. He casually strolled a few more hallways until he came to what looked like a dead end. He knew better and felt around on the wall.

He finally found the secret button that raised the wall and a door with cution and danger appeared. He punced in the code on the door and cold air sprayed in his face. Simons smiled as he pushed the door open.

There at the back of the large room was a giant tank. Inside it was a figure susspened in a deep sleep like state. "Hello there D.U.S.K.," Simons said as he walked over to the tank.

The ice that held the Dusk in place had turned green from an unknown cause. It disoriented Simons view of his first big project.

He walked over to a control panal and wiped the ice off that had coated over it. He slowly push in an unknown combination and lights filled the room. The generators in the room fired up and sent electricity into the enormous tank.

A beeping noise could be heard coming from one of the old monitor. It indicated a very faint heart rate coming from Project Dusk's tank. "Lets take you off ice shall we?" Simons said as he pulled a leaver.

A buzzing sound could be heard as the room started to become warmer. Simons continued to push buttons like a madman. Each one bringing him one step closer to reviving Dusk.

Project Dusk had been his very first piece of work. It was put on ice for several good reasons. They included being cocky, dangerous, emotionless, ruthless, and having a taste for mindless destruction and violence.

What had went wrong with the project was still a mystery. The Hunters had tried their best to destroy it with no luck. They instead managed to flash freez the monster and store it where it would never see the light of day.

Water droplets could be heard hitting the floor as the ice continued to melt. "Just a little longer now," Simons whispered. A low pitched rumble came from the tank. "Looks like he's starting to wake up," he said with eyes locked onto the tank.

The ice started to crack at the topsending the water that was trapped inside the ice over the top of the tank. The ice continued to crack into smaller pieces, some of which fell onto the hard floor and shattered.

A tail suddenly erupted from the ice. It was long and black with two spikes on the right and left side of it. It stayed motionless for a few seconds before hitting the ice over and over again. Before long the figure inside the tank began to wiggle it's way to the top.

I'm free! a deep voice exclaimed. Two large purple wings sprang up out of the ice. They were quickly followed by a massive body of the same color, with a grey underside. Simons stood in awe of the creation he had just unleahed.

Dusk turned to face Simons with his red eyes locked onto him. Who are you? he asked growling at him. "I-I'm the one who freed you," Simons said in fear. Dusk was silent for a minute. I thank you, but saddly your services are no longer required, the dark beast said as he hit Simons with his tail.

Simons died from the impact and lay limp on the floor. I am Dusk! The most powerful pokemon ever created! The pokemon shouted as it charged an enormous ball of energy in it's mouth. The monster let it fly from his mouth into the roof creating a whole large enough for it to escape.

The dark creature flew out of the hole and into the night sky letting out a terrifying roar.

Goldenrod…how fitting that I begin to exact my revenge on the humans here, Dusk said with a dark voice. He charged up another ball of energy and sent it into the busy streat