July 18th, 1944…
"So which mission type we do in today Rita?"
"How about we go catch us a criminal?"
"Fine by me."
They picked a mission involving a Gallade who keeps running away. The reward is solid, and it's only on the 5th floor of Red Cliff.
"This time we're gonna do things differently. I'm taking the lead this time. I'm gonna show you what I learned yesterday."
F1…
While the temperature was warm, it wasn't so hot that it made Logan uncomfortable. In fact, his snakelike body felt perfectly at home here.
And so did others, like the venomous Seviper and Arbok.
One of which managed to sink its fangs into Logan's arm.
He responded with a Bite of his own, but his attack wasn't as powerful.
Forunately Rita vaulted over him and knocked the Arbok out with a Quick Attack.
"Ugh… what… is this stuff?"
"You've been Poisoned!"
"How bad is… that?"
"It's usually not fatal but it can cause a lot of pain."
"Wes is right, you're gonna need help."
"I can probably just wait it out."
"Stop pretending you're so tough! Just eat this!"
Rita hands him a Pecha Berry.
"A berry? If this is as bad as you claim I'm gonna need an antivenom."
"Just eat the fucking berry."
Logan took a bite and relief flooded over him.
"Mm. It's working. *Finishes the berry* I really do feel better."
"Told you."
"Yes yes yes. I get it. Rita is always right and I'm an idiot."
"Well you aren't wrong."
"Fuck you."
"I'm sure you'd like to."
"Rita, we've known each other for less than two months. Sex is far from the first thing on my mind with you."
"I'll try not to be offended by that."
"*Sigh* You guys are meant for each other."
"How so?"
"You're both insufferable!"
Both Rita and Logan flip him off.
"Oh yeah that's nice."
F2…
Logan stepped into the room, only to get attacked from his left by a Poison Tail from a Seviper.
The razor sharp tail had the added effect of cutting his side open.
Blood ran freely through the open wound.
Logan clutched his side but retaliated with a Vine Whip.
He managed to time both the arc and swing perfectly. The increased power one-shotting the Posion Type.
"Oof. That looks bad."
"Here eat this."
Rita tossed him an Oran Berry.
Logan opened his mouth to speak.
"If you try to protest I will shove that berry down your throat by force."
Logan kept his mouth open but decided to put the berry in, instead of letting words come out.
"Better."
Logan felt a tingling sensation in his side and looked at the wound.
New scales were rapidly growing to replace the ones that got cut. The wound closed within seconds.
"… What the fuck?"
"Healing properties."
"This is impossible."
"You should see what Sitrus Berries can do. I saw one guy who had a broken leg. One Sitrus Berry later, all healed."
"*Whispers* This world… such wonders."
4F…
After a short period of time, they found the stairway.
"Get ready. Criminals are dangerous. We don't know how this one will react."
5F…
"R-RUN AWAY!"
"Are you fuckin serious?"
"Let's just go get the bastard."
"Wait… he's running for the stairs. We've got to stop him!"
They began to chase him, but they made no progress.
"If he gets to those stairs we're gonna lose him! Does anyone have an idea!?"
"He's too far away for a Shadow Ball!"
They entered another room, and they saw that the Gallade was about 20 feet from the stairs.
"To hell with this!"
Logan lined up with his Garand and pulled the trigger.
BANG!
"AH AAAAAH! AAAAAAAAH! MY ASS!"
"You shot him in the ass!?"
"Safest place to shoot someone. Sides it probably tore some muscles, meaning he can't run anymore."
"That's so fucked up."
"WOULD YOU JUST ARREST ME ALREADY!? I NEED A DOCTOR!"
"Let's go."
"Hold on a second Rita. This guy, he's a wanted change criminal right?"
"Yeaaaaaaaaah."
"Wanna maybe let him, suffer a bit more?"
"… Alright."
"WHAT!?"
"I think he deserves it don't you."
"YOU BASTARDS!"
"YOU, DON'T GET A SAY IN THIS!"
"Anyone up for a game? I brought cards."
"I love playing blackjack."
Two hours later…
"And I win."
"Alright Logan I admit it, you're good at blackjack."
"NOW WILL YOU FUCKING ARREST ME!?"
The enemy Pokémon were a bit of a nuisance, but the most annoying thing was the Gallade. He just kept screaming.
"Alright. I guess we've had our fun. Fine."
"You guys are bastards!"
"We're the Anti-Heroes, we do a bit of good and a bit of bad. I hope you like getting hit in the face."
"What do you me-"
THUMP!
Logan rammed the butt of his Garand into his face.
It knocked him out cold.
"He's gonna have one hell of a headache when he wakes up."
They teleport out.
Back at the Guild…
"Ah there you are. What kept you?"
"We were playing blackjack for a couple hours after we incapacitated the criminal."
"Ok, odd. Regardless, the officer dropped the reward off with instructions to give it to you or return it depending on the success of the mission, so here you go."
"Thank you much Sceptile."
"Dinner has already started, we should go eat."
"OORAH!"
In the Mess Hall…
"Sceptile what's going on?"
"What do you mean Dusknoir?"
"You normally don't start waiting for someone to come back until the next day. You started almost an hour ago. What's so special about this group?"
Sceptile guestured for him to lean in along with Celebi.
"*Whispering* Logan is a human. I think there's gonna be another threat to the planet soon. It would be in our best interest to make sure he and his team are ok."
"I'll ask Master Dialga what he knows."
"I'll see if Mew and the others know anything."
"Tomorrow I'll take care of the usual routine. You guys go check to see if any of the higher ups know what's happening. Oh and one more thing. Keep this under reps, we don't want to spread chaos."
"Agreed."
"Indeed."
