Chapter 36: Bow down to the mighty

"I can go all out right?" a silkily low voice questioned and Gold suppressed a shudder and sent his lackey a disgusted look.

"Kid...In terms of flirting, you are the inferior one...But yes, you can go all out. Just don't impose on my kindness and be gentle towards the gals. It's our code of honor."

"I can't believe we are having this conversation!" Sapphire blurted out and scooted from her obviously deranged comrades, the duo grinned at her coyly and she curbed the desire to throw them overboard. Following the semi-harsh lecture Lack-2 received from his mentor, the boy had once again wormed his devious plans and persuaded Gold to go along, as of now, the trio had agreed to steal the ship. It was a fine one anyway and it boasted a huge intimidating factor, not even an armada and a small militia could stand up to this watercraft. With more reasons piling up after each other, the acting leader eventually caved in and relented. Now the main issue was of how to deal with the swarming mass of Team Plasma grunts waiting for them below deck. The black haired trainer wanted to go in covertly whilst Lack-2 argued that they should just go all out. Gold's glower simply dissipated when his student begged and promised to exercise restraint. Plans were being drawn up and tossed aside. The winds were beginning to pick up speed and the ship swayed slightly, its anchor chain creaking with effort, overhead, swanna and other bird types soared past, the outline of their wings were sharply defined against the azure canopy of a sky. The female member's thoughts strayed, it was a lovely day to spend whiling away at base, instead she was here, soon there was going to be a battle and by all costs they were to emerge as the victor. She smiled, little fangs poking out from beneath her top lip, if they managed to spirit away the vehicle...their leader will no doubt be extremely pleased.

"Hey senior Saph, looking cute" Lack-2 commented and like lightning she shot out a leg; it collided neatly with her junior's abdomen and he doubled over, moaning in pain whilst his teacher watched him with a pitied gaze.

"I told you not to mess with her...guess this will be a practical lesson for you." The amber eyed trainer and Sapphire got up, "come on Lack-2 we don't have time to waste, we have to return by night." Groaning, the Unova native let out a pained sigh and straightened himself out, his seniors were already descending into the ship and he observed them.

"Che...Reshiram, what am I doing?" he muttered to himself before following them.

Late afternoon

Unova

Route twenty one, inside the Plasma Frigate

Ghetsis' lip curled in distaste as he eyed the commotion in the screens. Three people...Three brats were all it took to throw his dream organization in disarray. Must he do everything himself? A month ago, Ryoku and the police had a tangle and his underling had lost spectacularly. The incident left a bad taste in his mouth. Not to mention his puppet was missing. It dawned on him that N must've given these individuals classified information; it was uncommon knowledge that the Plasma frigate was moored here. He had taken great effort to make sure the police...looked the other way when it came to investigating this route. Of course it was the local police's job to sweep through the areas, as for the international agents, they were not to be trifled with. Bribery would only get himself arrested. Grinding his teeth audibly, he banged his staff on the ground in order to draw the attention of the captain manning the ship. Colress was watching the chaos causing trio with a rather entertained smile and this was making Plasma's leading sage irritated, Ghetsis was well aware that if the those three showed promise, the fickle man next to him would welcome them with open arms. It was time to abandon a sinking ship. Cloak swishing, he proceeded to limp out of the control room with the scientist following him, after traversing through a series of brightly lit passages, they halted before a huge room whose large metallic doors had frost creeping around the edges. Retrieving a key card from the folds of his clothes, the green haired man stepped into the steel gridded chamber and was promptly greeted by a pair of glowing yellow eyes and a ferocious roar. The glacial wind emitted from the beast sent his robes fluttering backwards and forced a chill down his aching bones.

"I'll be taking Kyurem, revert the dragon into its stone form." Despite the order, Colress hadn't budged from his place. Ghetsis gave him another half a second before turning around and glaring at the scientist, the man had an inquisitive look on his face. "Wipe that dumb look off your face Colress; you saw those three didn't you? We both know what they are capable of. To be safe, I'm taking this dragon with me; you stay here and protect the ship. If you do manage to fend off those upstarts, I'll give Kyurem back to you."

Although I highly doubt you will. Ghetsis entertained the cruel thought as he beheld the blonde doing his work. A few taps and beeps later Kyurem was electrocuted and with an agonized howl it glowed and shrunk. The compartment holding the ice dragon hissed open and carefully Ghetsis cradled the glittering rock and stowed it away. As he straightened up, a resounding crash alerted him to the predicament occurring inside his mobile base.

"Colress...I will leave you in charge of the ship, do try to save it" the lynchpin of Team Plasma droned and strode away; the younger man watched him go and sighed. Nevertheless, he was given the responsibility so he will do his best to protect the base. Taking out a slim device from his pocket, he stared at the object in his hand, it was time to test his newest gadget...And who a better opponent than a trio of super-powered kids?

"Ice-beam!"

"Lack-2!"

"Toro, flamethrower!"

"Sapphire!" shrieked Gold but to no avail, the duo in front of him was engaged in a gala. The narrow corridor was painted with smears of blood and littered with comatose trainers, wounded pokemon, ice-shards and flames. Lack-2 snapped his fingers again and samurott charged with its water cloaked horn low to the ground, it swatted and impaled several newcomers who were trying to get into the congested space. The amber eyed trainer noted how the youngster wore a hateful look, his clenched fists and engorged veins showed that he was furious and Gold didn't understand why the sight of Team Plasma riled up the normally apathetic trainer. Stomping after his beast, the boy disappeared and he simply watched, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do in such a chaotic situation. No sooner had the brown haired boy left; Saph followed him after drop kicking a grunt who tried to sneak up on her.

Gold inhaled deeply and looked around, "Exbo, let's go, no use trying to reign in those two...I bet Arceus is punishing me for when I used to disregard Green's orders" he mused. "Dear Arceus, I will always listen to my superiors from now on...Please be kind to me." satisfied with is prayer, he straightened his cap and charged down the stairs, the next room he entered into had him halting in his tracks. Encircled by a crowd of grunts and their spitting beasts, his two lackeys backed up against each other. It was a tense standoff and the tension broke when a random liepard broke the ranks and went for Saph. She viciously kicked the feline aside and called her donphan out, the pokemon curled into a ball and started rolling around the chamber, its bulk flattening and crushing anyone unfortunate enough to be in its way. To top off the carnage, a blizzard flash froze everything and with a smirk, Lack-2 took a few photos of his so called artwork.

"This isn't funny" his mentor chastised once he stowed away his camera, "seriously child, you are beginning to worry me..." the last few words had the boy looking up in alarm.

"I just froze them partially" he countered, "not like they're gonna die of frostbite anyway"

"Actually they can die" Saph kicked a wall and shattered some of the frosty fetters, the freed criminals shivered uncontrollably and eyed them with tangible fear, they crept backwards, trying to make themselves look small.

"Then..."

"Throw them overboard" Gold cut in and failed to see how the rime covered felons paled and shook. One brave soul crawled to him and the Johto native took the opportunity to pick the person up. Thankfully, she turned out be a female. After an internal debate and noting how wonderful her eyes were, he marched back up to the deck. Giving her a handsomely apologetic smile, he tossed her overboard and she went down, trailing a scream along the way. The next half an hour Colress, who was staring at a monitor, frowned as he witnessed the trio's actions. They looked pleased with what they were doing.

How inhumane

Done with throwing most of Team Plasma's underlings over board, Sapphire watched them bob unhappily in the water and her face scrunched up. What if some of them couldn't swim? With this thought gnawing on her mind she went back inside the ship and tackled a passing (and terrified) underling to the ground, sitting on his chest she demanded him to tell her where the life jackets are kept. Uttering a thanks, she floundered away. The grunt briefly thanked the deity monsters for sparing his life and as he tried to slink away to do his job, another of those trouble makers came barreling in. He stood rooted to the spot as a copper eyed boy almost bowled him over, grabbing him by the collar, the younger trainer shoved him against the wall and spat out a question:

"Colress...Where is he? And you better not spout crap about defending your bo-"

"He's in the bridge; I'll take you to him. Please just spare me!" the man quivered in Lack-2's grasp.

The Dex-holder blinked...Well that was easy. Slowly, he let go as his seniors shuffled behind him, still shaking, the foot soldier led them down a few floors, he stopped in his tracks and pointed to a door at the far end of a corridor. His work done, he stammered a string of apologies and instantaneously vacated the area, the Dex-criminals watched with mild amusement as he ran down the illuminated hallway at breakneck speed. The grunt's careering getaway was abruptly halted by three black cloaked masked men who slipped out of the shadows. For some reason, the appearance of the three newcomers made Gold's hair stand on end. Wordlessly he pulled his pool-cue out and raced to the scene. One of the members, his white hair appearing shiny in the passage's flood lights rose up, gripped the grunt's neck with both hands and twisted it so viciously that a snap could be heard. Hearing this, the other two trainers rushed to their acting leader. The masked triad disappeared and the Johto native knelt down to the fallen man and reached for a pulse, it throbbed feebly against his fingers a few times before becoming still forever.

"He's dead" Lack-2 declared and probed the area around them with a sharp gaze, "once those three cross your paths, you are dead already, they never let their target escape and they work for anyone." The amber eyed trainer straightened up and gripped the boy by his shoulders. He expected Gold's hands to be digging in his arms and a barrage of questions of how he knew this information. However the grip was soft, comforting even and the taller adolescent crouched down to his level and worded out a single question.

"How do you know all of this Lack-2?"

He couldn't lie

Imparting a soft sigh, he related: "My...Parents were killed by them. I was five but I remember everything clearly. It was raining that day and I was waiting for Dad to come home. The day was special, Dad had gotten a promotion at work so Mom was making his favorite dishes and I was watching television. When he got home I ran to him and suddenly I was kicked to the side. Those three slipped out of nowhere, like black water and held my dad. They asked him questions, however he refused to answer and when Mom tried to get between them they...They stabbed her. It was pouring out, her blood, a red fountain staining the tiles. Dad screamed and those white haired people..." he broke off, clamped a hand to his mouth and retched. Gold eventually pulled him closer and Saph patted his back in a comforting manner. Still with the hand over his lips, he continued, "jammed a short sword down Dad's throat. The handle was sticking out...a white, pure white gleaming handle." hearing this the female gasped and his mentor held him tighter. "I researched and found out they do dirty work for leading authorities and are affiliated with Team Plasma and I won't rest until the organization has been destroyed" his words came out as a muffled hiss.

In response to his hostility, both his seniors engulfed in a hug. He felt constricted, nevertheless he held on to Gold's shirt with all his might. No tears spilled out him, he was done crying and feeling sorry for himself. But sometimes...It was nice to ease of the oppressive load pressing down on his chest. Gold's poke-gear beeped, signaling the time and jolting the three into awareness of a mission looming over their heads, with a bit of difficulty, the boy detangled from the black haired trainer's grasp and announced that the assignment needed to be completed before sundown.

"Are you sure you're up to this? You can go above deck and rest Lack-2, Saph and I will be more than enough to take care of one guy"

"Seriously? And miss kicking the living daylights out of a Plasma executive? Tsk tsk senior, you are too sentimental. I'm fine but I want you to take me to the Game Corner once we done." A sly smile worked its way on his lips.

"...You are too young to enter one Lack-2" Saph pointed out, "and it's immoral to be gambling at your a-"

"Deal" Gold simpered and called his typholsion out, master and beast strode forward.

"I'm done with you people" the female member sighed followed them

Evening

Unova

Inside the Plasma frigate, Bridge

Inside the bridge and near the helm of the ship, Colress jolted when the door to the chamber was blown apart with a bang and the three man-team who were wreaking havoc on his frigate entered with their pokemon in a tow. His eyes widened on seeing them and he stood up and zoomed in on Lack-2, the child looked familiar.

"I've seen you before" Colress addressed him and saw Lack-2 study him with a measured gaze.

"Well, I'm famous for my devilishly handsome looks..." he drawled, "and this face of mine was plastered all over Unova with the words: Missing Child printed underneath it, does that ring a bell?" He grinned, showing a mouthful of teeth and the scientist frowned.

No, that's not it...

"Dude, is that part of your hair?" Gold pointed his stick at the blue highlighted hair flick adorning the man's head and snorted, "Ruby is so gonna worship you!" The two males high-fived each other and continued in scrutinizing the Plasma member, Colress eyed Sapphire next; she was peering at the equipment and gadgets inside the bridge with a curious expression on her face. Facing the snickering duo before him, he offered them a proposition:

"You three are ridiculously talented...Why don't you join Team Plasma and help us further our goals? We are in dire need of trainers such as yourselves. With this machine," he held up a gadget, "I'll be able to pull out the latent potential of your pokemon. Think about it, you guys could be undefeatable..."

A silence settled upon them, Colress noted how they regarded him with open mouths. To the surprise of Gold and Lack-2, it was Saph who broke the silence.

"Ya all have no ambition," she stated, "the only thing Team Plasma does is liberate pokemon from people. Like really? That is child's play, not to mention it's boring and nonsensical, eventually the public will revolt and the police will sniff you out." Her aquamarine pigmented irises took on a strange gleam, "we on the other hand will create a parallel world. And this is a challenge that gets my blood pumping. Sorry dude, we're all set and please take no offence when we crush you and use you as a stepping stone to further our goals. Our commanders decided you idiots are a nuisance."

"Eloquently put Cave-gal" Gold ran a hand through his hair and lumbered forward, "Team Plasma is good as dead, time for us to re-rear our heads." Gold held up a card and the researcher paled, his pale green irises reflected the images on the card: Two crossed swords on one half and several mug shots of various pokemon on the other. His thoughts tumbled over each other; he merely thought they were rouge trainers. Hmpf, now it made sense why the brats looming before him were so skilled and strong. Poke-Dex holders, he'd expect no less from the elites who were chosen for their raw talent and potential. Taking a few steps backwards, he called forth his own beasts; it was time to test his theories out.

When Lack-2 tried to step forward, he was barred by his senior's pool-cue. Gold implored him to search the bridge and figure out how to man the ship since it would have to be repositioned. The younger male sputtered a few heated excuses but the adolescent would not listen. Giving up, he joined Sapphire at combing through the dozens of cabinets and electrical equipment and trying to make sense out of them. Behind them, a battle raged and he turned around to watch it, figuring the intricacies of the ship could come later, now, the only thing he wanted to see was Colress receive a thorough beat down at the hands of one of the most powerful members of the organization. Gold rarely boasted of his strength as he preferred to talk about other mundane matters; however Lack-2 knew his mentor was not someone to be trifled with. He defeated Red fair and square and that was a feat few could boast about.

The two battlers faced each other and Colress noted how the perverted smirk his opponent wore earlier had morphed into a grim, determined slash. Next to him typholsion's mane of fire raged. The strained air snapped and in an instant a magneton let loose several pillars of thunder. Exbo expertly weaved between the blinding columns and attacked the steel type with a head-butt, once the magnet pokemon became disorientated, the fire type reared up on hind legs and let loose a flamethrower, the intense heat outright melted the three metallic orbs and they formed a grey puddle on the floor of the bridge. Colress took a step back and the Unovian child watched the proceedings with undisguised glee. His senior was talking business. Without missing a beat, beheeyem was sent out, the researcher had to get rid of the fire type, he concluded that the monster was Gold's most powerful beast. As soon as cerebral pokemon flashed into existence, typholsion blitzed next to it and struck it with a fire cloaked claw, alas, the psychic simply teleported out of harm's way.

"Burn up" Gold whispered the command and his irises shifted calculatingly, the Plasma scientist was boosting beheeyem's limits. Even after it was caught and burnt black, it still managed to float out of reach. Focusing on fire monster, it executed a synchronoise and the Johto native chuckled, no way was his glorious Exbo going to be felled by a flimsy psychic mo...ve...To his utter shock, the volcano pokemon staggered backwards and after it's flames went out, it crashed on its back, streams of pale orange liquid began to gush out of its mouth, ears and nose.

"How?"

"Beheeyem's hidden ability, analytic, allows it to boost its attack by thirty percent if it's opponent moves first" Colress explained, "not to mention my machine has brought out my pokemon's latent potential, you will find him a difficult opponent."

"I'll be the one deciding that" the black haired trainer intoned with a diabolic smirk and tossed out another of his partners, without warning Aibo popped out along with politoed and Colress stared.

"Two?"

"I'm a bit pressed for time" Gold admitted, "my superior is going to use me as a chew toy if I come home late. Polibo, use payback, make that alien suffer for what it did to Exbo! Aibo...You know what to do." The mauve monkey screeched and vanished out of sight, meanwhile, the green frog leapt to the side as beheeyem fired an energy ball, the ground catered on impact. Politoed sprang around erratically as it desperately tried to dodge the barrage of luminous green spheres, the cerebral pokemon drifted lower with each consecutive strike and the moment it hovered half a meter off the ground, Polibo back flipped in midair and descended with a dark globe in its hands, it slammed into its target and nimbly jumped away. Instead of fainting, the physic monster merely shook it's over sized head and readied another attack. Colress grinned and reached for another pokeball, to his dismay the belt around his waist was gone. He spied ambipom waving said belt teasingly from a distance, gritting his teeth, he made a move towards the monkey. After taking a step, the world around him collapsed and went black. Standing behind his prone, crumpled form, Lack-2 hefted a thick book and waved it at his mentor. At the same time, Polibo, with several pockmarks and thin lines crisscrossing it's body, finally pounced on a rather fatigued beheeyem and proceeded to bash the already fainted pokemon repeatedly on the floor till it's skull was split into two. Hopping over the unconscious executive, the boy joined his mentor.

"I found the manual" he announced nonchalantly.

The scientist woke up to find himself trussed with rope and the golden eyed man gingerly picked him up. As they advanced upwards, he decided to speak up: "You know, creating an alternative world is taboo, if the leading authorities of the Poke-verse hear what you are up to, your punishment will be very severe." He locked eyes with his captor and tried to relay the severity of his words, the three trainers had potential to be more than just criminals.

"We'll never get caught" Gold countered and walked to the edge of the deck, "thanks for warning us anyway" he smiled and tossed the man over the railings. Instead of panicking, Colress merely grinned and splashed into the water gracefully.

Done with tossing the whole crew of the Plasma frigate overboard, the trio of thieves gave the mobile base a thorough sweep in order to snuff out potentially hiding grunts, they also came across several crates of pokemon, the sorry beasts were all crammed together and several of them sported collars or bells around their necks. Feeling remorseful, the monsters were released to the wild, some of them ran to their freedom, others took hesitant steps forward; clearly the daunting task of surviving in the uninhabited was new to these trained pets. Satisfied with their work, the three trainers went back to the bridge of the ship where another argument broke out between the two perverts. Sapphire watched from a distance as the two wrestled for the wheel. Much to Gold's mortification, the youngest of them single handedly fired up the ship and ran a systems check all on his own. This dealt a severe blow to the older trainer's pride (because the only thing he could operate efficiently was a slot machine). When the anchor chain was reeled in (how did the pipsqueak know how to do that?) Lack-2 smugly declared he was going to steer the ship and so the needed a destination. Thus the squabbling began with each of them clutching the helm and the frigate veered left and right. As the large watercraft did another sharp turn, the Hoenn native got up from the chair she was sitting on and smoothly removed them from the wheel with a roundhouse kick. The duo crashed into a cabinet sized device and moaned in tandem.

"I'll do the steering" she pounded her fist into her palm and glared, "kid, help me", the brown haired boy angrily pouted.

"Read the manual," he snobbishly stated whilst turning his back and Saph curbed the desire to knock him out.

Afternoon

Sinnoh

Inside the Snowpoint Temple

Their footsteps echoed on the smooth, worn stone. The interior of the temple was lit by bioluminescent of chinchou; the pokemons' antenna pulsed with a soft gold light and illuminated the darker depths of the structure in a surreal fashion. Platina was unable to tear her inky eyes off the murals on the walls, to her, they were simply breath taking. Her two comrades were also appreciative of the scene playing out before them. As they kept on navigating the depths, it became colder, blacker and their hushed whispers vented steam. The heiress trailed her hand over the walls of the temple, her finger tips brushing against cold archaic lines and depictions she was unable to see. Suddenly the entire building rumbled and the three, alarmed, huddled together in the middle of the passage. Rubble rained down from above and in a flash all the lights winked out one by one, plunging their surroundings into an abysmal darkness. When the shaking stopped Pearl began fumbling on his person for a flashlight, after several tries, curses and a rummage through his backpack, he found it and switched it on. The small white circle thrown by the torch showed that no permanent damage had occurred, however, none of the wild pokemon scurrying around the floors could be seen.

"Was this an earthquake?" Diamond questioned and Pearl crouched down and put his hand on the floor, seconds later he got up and replied in affirmative.

"An avalanche and now an earthquake" the orange eyed teenager muttered, "great, what next? Something trying to kill us?" He let out a small huff; it was tough trying to keep in high spirits when one was frightened.

"Pearl, we can do this okay?" Dia gripped his comrade's shoulders firmly and the blonde managed a smile, never did he think the day would come when his indolent best friend would be the one to reassure him. With a nod, the trio faced forward and marched onwards. A few paces later another rumble broke out.

"This is not natural" Platinum said as the third vibration ceased. By now the grey walls had deep fissures and the hallways were deadly silent, "some pokemon is causing this...Probably our target." At her words the two boys turned and looked at her with horrified looks, "think about it," she chimed, "Regigigas is probably not going to welcome intruders in his sacred resting site, we are doing as such and it is trying to warn us away."

"Nice try though, it won't work" the blue eyed teenager thrust the last of a rice ball into his mouth and grabbed the flashlight off Pearl. He strode forward with the other two trailing behind him. Boldly they crossed the hallway and stepped down another flight of stairs. The environment was eerily quiet in the last chamber. Diamond shone the light across the room and saw earth toned boulders littering this particular cavern, they seemed to make a sort of a pattern as the pale light washed over them, the beam travelled further and further till it touched upon the hunched form of what was obviously a gargantuan beast. Even in its seated position, the top of the golem brushed the ceiling. Cautiously, the trio bravely shuffled forward and came to a stop before their target. The leader of the titans was primarily white with yellow projections on the top half, green shrubbery grew on his colossal pillar-esque legs and between what Diamond considered were shoulder blades. None of the trainers saw how the titan flexed its fingers.

In the next moment, Pearl felt his ribs emit a shattering pain. He gasped for breath as his body flew through the air and landed on one of the boulders. A mumble escaped his lips as his bruised form crumpled to the floor and he passed out. Platina and Dia whipped around to look and before anyone of them could take action, Regigigas' other arm came sweeping from the gloom. Similarly to Pearl, it swatted the noble away and she landed on the far end, bashing her head against the wall. Diamond screamed and frantically tried to follow his friends, alas, the torch fell from his hand, shorting out in the process and he stumbled on a projecting rock and crashed to the floor. Behind him the giant was shifting and another earthquake swept through the chamber. Terrified he swept his hands around the ground and turned, shuffling backwards in fright. The ancient pokemon was stirring; the dots decorating its face began to blink, punctuating the black chamber with momentary pulses of light. Through these fragmented scenes, the Sinnoh native watched how two arms reached for him, frozen in fear, the only thing he could do was stare resolutely ahead as rocky fingers closed over his form. His chest compressed with unnatural weight as he was lifted off the ground and brought closer to the golem's face. Diamond did not flinch nor did he whimper in pain.

The ancient golem deliberated whether to crush the human he currently held in his hand. Such upstarts, daring to trespass on his territory! It was small, still not fully grown but its eyes held the emotion of one. Empathy. Instead of screaming and flailing like every other person he came across, this one was deadly still and graced him with a look which expanded into everything and nothing at the same time. Ageless. The blue held a depth that lacked in other humans, a firm fury interleaved with burning passion and strung with fear. It was scared yet it showed nothing, the masked emotion betrayed desperation, a faint hope...No a raging hope of a better life. A yearning to become strong.

Strong.

Slowly Diamond was let down on the floor again and he trembled slightly. The sheer power emanating from the creature before him muddled his mind...However, he reached for a pokeball hanging off his belt and unclipped it, he had to capture the legendary even if he had to do it alone. For Pearl and for Platina. Before he let his mamoswine out, the mythical beast flashed with a harsh golden radiance and he was forced to shield his eyes, when the glow died down the black haired boy gaped. In front of him, where Regigigas was supposed to be standing was a pokeball, it rolled and came to a stop at his feet. Tentatively picking it up he peeked into it and inhaled sharply.

Regigigas was staring up at him through the clear dome of the ball.

Here are the character ages: Starting with Team Constellate:

Blue: 24 years old currently, was 22 at the beginning of the story

Silver: 21 was 19

Ruby: 19 was 17

Platina: 16 was 14

Whi-2: 15 was 13

Each arc spans around one year

A/N: And team Plasma goes down…or do they? A bit of Lack-2's past to show that no, the poor boy wasn't grown in a lab despite how he is. Seems like Regigigas took a liking to Dia. At Eevee: My brother used to call me Fat when I was younger because I was very chubby and it stuck. Feel free to call me either that or Fatti, it's what my friends and siblings call me. Green is like those flashy toys; he looks good but has the personality of a robot, so obviously it's going to put off girls. And I made a mistake, I mentioned in the previous chapter that Whi-2 makes an appearance in this one, she only reappears in the 38th chapter. (Silly me and I'm the author). So sorry for that. As for Green and Yellow, the former trained her and if you read the chapters, he puts up with her a lot…so I thought maybe he might have a crush or something on her. At Jack54311: Thanks for the consolation and the lesson. Your puns are quite funny *I get them* Idk why she added the –kun, says it fits with my sister's nickname. (And it sounds cute) And you thought you had Lack-2 figured out…keep on reading and formulating your own theories. I think all this confusion is part of why we even read crime stories in the first place, it adds intrigue. At nightmareeater532: I suppose Gold grew on Lack-2, the poor child was alone and now he suddenly has someone who cares very much for him. Also Lack-2 as a double agent? Hehe. At Silver: Gold used pool cue…Like a boss was my favorite part! Double crossing? These people hate each other's guts so why not? I'd like to take a look at your story Btw. Thanks for reviewing and reading! Please continue to do so and virtual brown coconuts to everyone!

And I don't get bugged by long reviews I enjoy them immensely. Feel free to go crazy! Much thanks to Roronoa Zoro Ultimate Badass for following the story (nice screen name Btw)