Special Episode: The Entertainer
Cinder City
Energy spikes? Agents of Spirits? It's all fun to watch. With a crystal ball in the grasp of her right claw, and a dream catcher in her left, Myro walks over to the edge of the room. It's hard to see through, but there's a stained glass window depicting Kyogre and Groudon overlooking most of the city.
She doesn't like it even a little. This city was founded by worshippers of groudon, even though the window depicts both legendaries. The aesthetics of the clashing red and blue glass aren't right. There's no beauty in it, only bias. It seems like it was designed to present red overtaking blue.
It's to be expected, but that doesn't mean she has to accept it. In fact, she's here to teach them that Kyogre is more powerful than the denizens of Archaea seem to think. Archaea's resident sea goddess is Tapu Fini, and they don't have room for another one. However, like any foreign entertainer, she will show them something they've never seen before.
"An empoleon in Cinder City? Strange, but you are a hunter, aren't you?"
Myro already knew he and his newfound protege were there before he said anything. She also knows they aren't here to be entertained. Buzzkills. They're probably here to stop her little show. It doesn't matter. She has a weapon, her main attraction that will bring about her finale.
"A hunter," she repeats. "Maybe so, but I'm called Myro the Entertainer. I may be a mercenary for hire, but I don't target pokemon."
"Then what can I hire you to do?" Aphot asks from the only spot in the room that light isn't touching.
"Well… I guess you could hire me to kill someone," Myro says. "But my specialty is destroying cities."
The darkrai tightens his grip on his apprentice's hand. Felicia, her name is. Myro knows her from somewhere, but can't place where. More importantly, she notices from the way Felicia is holding Aphot's claw that she's using him for support. Can she not stand on her own? At the very least she should be able to levitate.
"I require your services for assassination. Anything you desire, I can dream up for you."
Myro shakes her head with a smirk that tells Aphot that she knows something he doesn't.
"What I want in return isn't something you can dream up," she explains. "My act is a scale of destruction that you have never seen before. What I want from you is your time. A grand act of such magnitude would go to waste if no one was around to see it. That is why my clients are always witnesses, my audience."
"Ah, then it will be so. Felicia and I will bare witness to their destruction."
Myro continues looking through the stained glass window. She strikes it with blinding speed, shattering half of it. Felicia looks on in amazement as the side depicting Kyogre is left perfectly intact. Through it, the city, the coast, and the fiery mountains and forests surrounding it make for striking scenery. The scene even seems to be framed by the windows edge. From Myro's perspective, the glass image of Kyogre and a deep blue sea matches up perfectly with the real life coast, a detail that only she seems to appreciate or notice.
"I'm here in Cinder City for a personal reason," Myro says. "They seem to have forgotten Kyogre's might and power, so from atop this very temple dedicated to Groudon, I will remind them of that. Care to join me?"
Without waiting for a response from them, Myro clutches her crystal ball in her metal claws, almost cracking it. After all these years, she can finally have her revenge on these good for nothing dung heaps.
Ready yourselves, Archaea, as Myro enters the stage!
"Now, before I extinguish the city's flames, who was it that you want assassinated?"
"Her name is Branna," Aphot says. "But I wouldn't mind it if you hit one of her compatriots in the crossfire."
