The moment Siam, Camilla and the strange bird appeared in the Lilycove Pokemon centre, several attendants rushed over to grab the bleeding woman and gently help her away into a back room. Siam retrieved his bag, which had appeared resting on the ground nearby, and collapsed weakly onto a nearby chair. Lifting his shirt, he stared at the huge scar across his stomach where the massive blade had appeared. He flinched at the pain when he lowered his shirt back over it and set about gathering the various items that lay scattered about the floor where he had appeared. The bird couldn't even have been bothered to teleport them into the bag it seemed, simply grabbed everything and copied them; point for point, to the centre. Everything except the drowning man, whom Siam assumed was still suffering the intense misfortune of his simple mistake. The officer from before walked over to him "Are you ok?" Siam nodded quietly, unsure if he wanted to pick up the blue crystal sphere or not. "It was him wasn't it?" The officer whispered, Siam nodded slowly as he reached down and took the glowing sphere. "What happened?" The man asked, Siam placed the orb in his bag before making a motion that only the man standing near him would see, of dragging his finger across his throat slowly. The Officer nodded, telling Siam he would be in touch, before leaving.
As he sat at a table with his head in his hands, slowly rubbing his eyes with six fingers, Siam couldn't help but overhear a couple dock workers at a nearby table complaining to each other. They were annoyed about Team Magma, a sentiment Siam could agree with. The one man found it rude that they would set up a base of operations, a military establishment, so close to a city. Siam nodded slowly while he began slowly eating one of his rations for the day. Apparently, the police force could not do anything, simply because of how heavily fortified and strategically built the place was; an army would be needed, and even then the men assumed there would be heavy losses. But Siam almost choked when he heard the next line "I'm going to move, if their so close to Lilycove, there's no telling when they'll decide this city is better than the cave"
It felt almost as if his heart was going to burst from his chest. After what they did to those pokemon, pokemon that were simply following Siam, they just so happened to be based not far from Lilycove city? Siam's fists clenched into his sandwich, though he did not notice the small ice crystals forming on the bread. A couple people started to complain about a sudden chill, and began checking the windows. His fingers were turning white with anger when he looked up at who sat across the table from him; the strange bird creature. "You're furious, young master Taillon" the bird said, not flinching under Siam's stare. "You want them to pay for what they are doing" Siam nodded slowly, Stilicho lowered to beside him and tweeted soothingly. "But you don't want to risk those who are not hurt" Siam's eyes narrowed as he snapped the icicle of a sandwich in half "Only one of the Administrators is in their headquarters right now, you can take the fight to them."
"I cannot risk the two who are left"
"Then I will tell them to stay, and you and I can go"
"How can you help?"
"I have many tricks" The bird held out a small glowing gemstone, one Siam recognised as the 'Blazikenite' Steven had given him.
The bird glanced at Vipsania and Stilicho, who bobbed once in the air each before fluttering away up the stairs. Though it offered to take him straight there, Siam refused, instead marching out the door of the pokemon centre and directly down to the beach. Shards of ice in the sand rolled under his feet as he made his way to the water's edge. Across a from him lay a small cave entrance; jutting from the salt water, a distance into the cave he could see a door. Without even considering it, Siam began to walk toward the cave. Each footfall landed on a small disc of ice that stretched underwater as his weight shifted onto it. He did not descend into the water, but instead powered directly over top of it. He did not rock or sway on the water, simply marched across what he saw to be a solid stone bridge.
Feeling warm stone under foot, Siam looked to his left at the bird that landed. It nodded and held in its outstretched wing, the small glowing stone. He was furious, he knew it would hurt but did not care. Reaching out he snatched the rock from the feathers, and immediately felt enormous pain rip through his body. The gemstone melted in his hand, soaking into his skin as Siam felt every muscle double in weight. His back stretched and pulled, giving him the sensation of being able to bend completely backward should he try. His fingers elongated slightly, becoming almost solid muscle as his shoulders seemed to spread. The agony was unrivalled, but over quickly. Siam blinked twice before slowly lifting himself off the ground in front of the door. The large, solid steel doors felt like paper to him as he ripped them clean from the wall.
Down a hallway through the door were a group of men hiding behind large barricades, each holding a machine gun pointed at the door. When the door was ripped open, most flinched. Siam could see only one point behind the barricade where no-one stood, the moment he began to swing his right foot up in a spinning kick, he found himself at that point; with the heel of his foot slamming into the side of one man's head. As his right foot guided the man down, his left leg swept the man's feet, lifting him in the air. With tremendous force, he flung the airborne rag doll into another man. With a thought he was at another point nearby, the head of another man between the his legs as he continued his spin downwards. His weight and strength pulled the man into the ground only for Siam to vanish once again.
The end of the spin brought his right fist hurtling through the air, and directly into the sternum of a man he materialised before. The man launched backward into the only one still standing. Siam needed only think of a point, and he would be there, though this was a great capacity in a fight, he could not go anywhere he could not see; Forcing him to rush down hallways and through rooms, with the psychic bird flying beside him. Each time he saw a raised tile, a pressure plate, in the middle of a hallway, Siam simply visualised himself past it, and was.
Turning into one room, Siam found himself the target of close to twenty guns. "What the fuck is that thing?" One woman shouted when Siam appeared, his grin did not calm her "It has horns! Why does it have horns?" She opened fire, and was not alone in doing so. Before the first bullet touched him, Siam was on the balcony above most of the action, kicking the man standing there over the railing. Not a second later, Siam was on the ground, snatching the man out of the air and swinging him by his leg at a shocked woman nearby. He continued to swing the man around him as he materialised at another point, kicking a man in the chest. With his flesh club and incredible kicks, Siam quickly rendered each and every person in the room unconscious, leaving in alone in this strange open air dock.