"ฉันสามารถช่วย" The sweet voice echoed through his mind. "ไม่เพิ่มเติม" Siam could feel himself waking up, laying in a bed."ตื่น ตอนนี้" His eyes opened, leaving him gazing up at the roof once again. Siam sighed, looking around the room, his bag and cape lay on a chair nearby, only Vipsania and Stilicho were in the room with him. Siam swung himself out of bed and donned his bag and helmet before leaving the room.
Outside his room, Siam encountered the Lilycove Pokemon Centre nurse. She bowed slightly to him "You are looking quite healthy Mr. Taillon, though I recommen-" She stopped shot of telling him to rest, when Siam shot her a glare that could shatter glass. "Officer Tharin would like to speak to you when you're feeling up to it" She followed him as he walked away, watching as he looked into each room he passed. "Your Linoone and Shiftry are in intensive care" Siam froze to the spot, slowly turning to look at the woman "Please follow me". He nodded and kept hot to her heels as she then led him through the winding corridors to a small room "We've been administering the best care we can, but they will need a couple days to recover" Siam slowly walked over to a station, where Lucilla lay sleeping with several cords hooked up to her. "We couldn't heal them as fast as you of course" the nurse mumbled, Siam paid her notice as he gently stroked the Shiftry's cheek
A whimper from behind him prompted Siam to spin on his heel to check the other bed. Antony lay curled up and in pain, but wriggled a little when he saw Siam. Each movement looked painful, so Siam gently placed a hand on the Linoone's fur. The little creature instantly stopped struggling and whimpered a little, looking up at Siam. "Good- B-" He forced himself to say "B-" it was a struggle, but he couldn't not "Good- Boy-" Siam stroked the furry little body, repeating quietly "good boy" as he watched Antony slowly drift off to a pained sleep.
After petting both Lucilla and Antony for a couple minutes, Siam finally turned back to the nurse. She led him back to the lobby and to a man dressed in a police uniform, opposite whom Siam took a seat. The man offered his hand for Siam's "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Taillon" Siam nodded response. "We want to thank you for what you did at " He said, taking a swig from the mug of coffee in front of him. "You saved a lot of innocent lives-" Siam cut him off with a repeating circular motion of his wrist. "Right, well. Not sure if you are aware, but your Crobat and Masquerain were instrumental in yesterday's affairs" Siam's eyebrows lowered quizzically. "The Crobat caught your Linoone, if she hadn't there is a good chance it would have died" The man was confused at first, when Siam held his right fist up slightly, but nodded impressed when the young man directed the Crobat too his side, where he scratched it's belly while the officer continued. "The Masquerain it seems, can say a lot with only the scent it releases, it gave us the signal to advance"
Siam's attention was drawn slowly away from the man seated opposite him, to a creature standing just inside the door. The odd totem-esc bird pokemon simply stared at him "I come now, Master Taillon. Now that you need my help" The birds voice spoke into his mind, an actual voice, unlike every other that had entered his head. His attention was snapped away from the bird by his PokeNav, which began to ring in his bag. He gave the officer a quick, one finger gesture while he fished the device from his bag. Answering the call, he held it to his ear. A faint whispering could be heard on the other end. "Siam" the voice said "I know you can't speak, but I need to know you can hear me" It was Camilla, the Dewford Nurse. With his right hand holding the device, he clicked the fingers on his left hand near the microphone 'tic' "Siam, something's wrong" her frightened voice whispered through the speaker, prompting him to hold it closer to his ear. "Something's following me. I can hear it" Siam's eyes narrowed, the officer began to speak but was cut off by another gesture "I'm on route 123, something's wrong. Send-" the whisper was cut off by a brutal, vicious growl and an ear splitting scream. The scream cut through the room as Siam dropped the PokeNav, everyone in the lobby of the pokemon centre could hear the brutal attack as clearly as if they were there.
Name: Olymiodorus
Species: Xatu
Type: Psychic/Flying
Nature: Gentle
Level Met: 24
Characteristic: Somewhat vain
HP 70, Atk 45, Def 38, 50, 50, Spd 53 ==+== | ==+==
The Officer immediately grabbed his radio and began spouting something Siam had tuned out, the sounds from the PokeNav became hollow and muted as a voice entered his mind. "Punch, Master Taillon, You will strike true" Siam launched to his feet, his left hand formed a strange half-fist; the last two fingers curled like a fist, the pointer and middle fingers half curled and his thumb pressed firm against his palm. As his arm thrust forward, he could feel something form in the air as the base of his palm smashed into it. A quick blink and everything was different, and for a moment, slower. Siam's punch had landed square in the jaw of the man he knew to be the contest killer, while a heavy bladed thing materialised in his stomach. Siam's right hand dropped his bag as he looked down at the machete buried deep into his lower chest. A cough sprayed the shocked face in front of him with blood. Bringing his right fist across to smash into the other side of the man's face, Siam could hear crying and half-screaming from behind him. The mans foot pressed against his chest as the huge blade was ripped out of him. Siam lost all sensation in his legs and immediately fell onto his stomach.
Looking up, Siam could see the totem-bird not far away, simply watching. Siam rolled onto his back and stared up at the killer. "You Again!? How are you always getting in the way?" The man knelt down over Siam, stabbing a free knife into Siam's right hand, pinning it to the ground "Wait a minute, I've stabbed you before, how did that heal so quickly?" Siam struggled to pull the knife out, but was quickly kicked in the head for his troubles. Weakened, bleeding, and by all accounts screwed; Siam made a last ditch effort to reach for his bag, a motion that did not go unnoticed. "Oh no you don't" The man stepped over him and picked up the backpack.
The unnamed man pulled the bag open and began rifling through it, pulling out the large blue gemstone that Siam had seen on the Altar. "Ooh, this should fetch a good price once I kill the two of you. Though I suppose it'd be easy to trace"He dropped it onto the grass, where it gently rolled away from Siam. Out of the corner of his eyes, Siam could see Camilla slowly pulling herself to standing up through aid of a tree. The man's hand surfaced from the bag with some food, tossing it to the ground before returning to the bag "What's this?" A grin spread across his face, a small amount of blood trickling from where Siam had broken out a couple teeth. The man waved the gun playfully before tucking it into his pants"I'll be keeping this thank you" Siam watched as Camilla stumbled over toward him, the gashes on her arms were plainly visible, but she was in ok condition for now. What the man said next recaptured his attention "Seven bottles of 'Devon Corporation; Mountain spring water' why do you need so many of these?" The man began dropping them out of the bag before stopping on one of them. "Ooop, clever way to hide it!" The man held up an unlabelled bottle of a clear, but thick liquid "This your healing potion?" Siam shook his head vigorously, attempting to crawl with his left hand toward the bottles of water. "Oh, you are a terrible liar." The man stomped on Siam's hand "I reckon I could use some of this, you bashed out a couple of my teeth after all."
Siam watched the man unscrew the lid and take several long gulps of the liquid. Though not squeamish, he turned away to avoid seeing what he knew would be an incredibly gory sight. The man didn't move as Siam crawled the short distance further to the bottles of water. Grabbing two, he emptied one on the hole in his stomach before gulping down mouthful after mouthful of the other. The smell of blood was strong, as Siam stood up weakly and took the bag from the man. Camilla coughed and vomited, almost masking the sound of liquid gurgling and weak choking. Siam would not look, he could hear the man drowning where he stood, and that was difficult enough to deal with. He left the seventh bottle in the man's paralysed hand, only just catching sight of a few trails of blood down the front of the shirt as he waved the totem-bird back over "Take us back to Lilycove" Siam thought, at which the bird nodded solemnly.