So as the Fall semester ends, I've finally cranked out this chapter. With that note in place, i'm able to crank out stuff hopefully faster until the next semester hits. Also, I will be going over previous chapters for detail overhauling. Light stuff, just some word checking and arc checking.
Enjoy!
CHAPTER 64:
"Ok, where's the helicopters?"
The skull goon asked the woman as she answered, "It's over there…"
"Where? Point!"
She pointed to an obscure location, the goon holding her up like a shield as they went further in. Slowly, they went through and found that the base was not only abandoned, but torn up and nothing useful lying about. The grunt pulled her hair and asked, "What the hell are those helicopters you kept repeating were here?"
The woman just stuttered, "Th-they w-were there, three…"
"Yeah, yeah, a fucking airport."
He threw her to the ground, pulling the gun overhead, "Well, seems as if time's up."
Directly aimed between the eyes…
"Yo Ataki!"
"Huh?"
The man looked over, seeing two more men appear, all in Skull clothing. The calling man asked, "Don't tell me you wandered in a circle and stole a woman."
The man told them, irritated, "The bitch here said there was a helicopter here!"
"Dude, if there's anything left it's in pieces."
"You checked the whole place?"
"Well, only the outside, the building itself, not yet."
"So we check inside?"
"Is it worth it?"
"Hey, maybe there's a plane or something in there."
"Dude, it's not worth it."
"Aah, nobody listened to you anyway. In we go."
The woman panicked, "No, no, no, you can't be serious!"
"Shut up."
"Everyone inside is dead, I came from there!"
"Your point?"
"If we go in, we'll die."
The second man told the goon, "She probably killed them."
He whispered back, "Probably."
He then grabbed her hair and told her, "Well, if there's anything scary inside, you'll be the distraction for it."
The woman, trying to get out, told him, "You don't understand…"
"Oh will you just shut the fuck up! Or do I have to fire a bullet in your head to do the job?"
She shut herself, but she was still trying to get out, but the back one suggested, "Hey, why not just lock her in some room?"
"Heeey, that'll do da job."
They strolled to the building, hearing sirens inside still going on. Ataki asked, "The hell's going on here? You people forgot to shut 'dem alarms off?"
He grabbed the handle, pushed against it, but it was jammed tight. He kicked it, kicked it again, and the third kick it was opened inward…
"Holy shit…"
They saw a hallway with several lights sparking, floor broken, walls cut deep in…
"Is that blood on the walls?"
One of the two others remarked in fear as Ataki ignored it and told them, "Just… keep chugging, go in, and find something that's an escape off the island."
As they walked down, they saw the debris laying on the floor, from what seemed as an after math. Few doors had windows, but who need them when they were busted open, with bodies in and out. The group just gazed with horror stricken faces, until they came across a corridor that split. Ataki whined, "Ah shit, it splits up. Ok, Kawa, take the left, Iko'loi, take right. Me and the bitch will head down straight."
"All right." "Yeah."
They all split up as Ataki told the woman, "Now, if anything decides to 'appear', you're basically a distraction, do anything and the bullet goes through your little head, got it?"
She nodded vigorously as he pushed her down.
On the right, the goon looked around trying to find something that read "Escape vehicle" or "Island Escaper" but at the end, he found…
"Oooo-hu-hu-hooo, what do we have here?"
Perfect escape right on target. It was a single engine plane, but of course door's down so he had to open it up for the plane. But before doing so, he called out down the halls, "Hey ya mokes, I found a hanger and a plane in it!"
Ataki called back, "Get the damn thing started, we'll be right there!"
He threw the woman to the floor and kicked her, to which he told her, "Except for you, enjoy becoming a floor", and he just ran off.
The woman struggling getting up, only slumping against the wall, standing herself up in pain. In the hanger, Iko'loi got the hanger door open. He unlocked the door, finding the keys right by the table, and opened it up, ready to start. Just before doing so, a metal clash was heard against the floor, which instinctively he called out, "Who's…"
He looked and saw no one. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Ataki if you're making some scare prank at this time, then you arrrAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
His scream echoed in the halls, as the two others began to pick up the pace. In the hanger, the two looked to find nobody in it. Ataki whipped a flashlight out to see the bay door open, the plane door open… and everything seemed normal. He walked around the hanger, seeing that Iko'loi wasn't in it or in the plane.
A rustle of metal was heard, making both men spin around to see just a wrench that fell to the floor. He called, "I-Iko, this isn't funny man. Cut the bullshit and let's… go?"
He looked in front of him to see the third man standing in front of him. "Iko?"
His friend pulled a switch blade out as both approached cautiously, wondering what he was dooring standing at the front. Ataki tapped his shoulders, second hand on his gun, but he didn't move. He grabbed the shoulder, and spun it around…
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"
A shot of adrenaline and fear raced across both men as they saw the whole face and inside of the head removed, a hollow blood red cave as then the door sped down, crushing the zombie like body, into a deformed mess.
Blood racing with a close heart attack, Ataki screamed, "Get the fucking door open man, this shit just got real!"
Kawa nodded, jumping out of his paralysis, "Y-yeah!"
He ran over to the controls as Ataki jumped into the plane and began fiddling with the controls, not knowing what to use or turn on. Then as soon as he found the key, and turned it, the colleague's face went crashing on the passenger side, then huge blades going through the head and the window. The blades retracting, letting the head fall to the floor with the body, revealing a disturbing and blurred image of what appeared as a shiny Zoroark… but something that made it otherworldly. It vanished into thin air as Ataki was scarred from it and just began to put the plane into a throttle.
The plane's engine began with the plane moving forward, slamming into the hanger bay door. It made a dent, but the blades began to bend slightly. He reversed it, making it go slowly back. He was panicking as if jumped out to open the door, he'd die, if he didn't, he die anyway. After reversing, he readied himself for another charge. The passenger door was ripped off with the demonic looking Pokémon getting in, forcing Ataki to jump out. He literally did so, and crashed onto the pavement, scraped a little. But his plan failed as the being grabbed his neck and threw him back onto the floor.
Bleeding by the nose with more injuries, he tried climbing up, but was stepped on by the 'mon as it saw the claws, normal looking at first, only morph into those long blades.
"Try, try again. It's always the same."
It grabbed his heads, making cuts on the skin, and compressed the blades…
Another blur appeared as it hit the being, sending it crashing into a wall. A Bewear appeared as the woman yelled, "I'll get the plane, you get the controls."
Ataki, with no time to argue or refuse, got up, hazed vision around, just stumbled to the controls as the demonic Zoroark thing got back up, and ended up fighting the Bewear to remove the obstacle. It charged at the fighting type, only for the bear 'mon to sending another punch, which was blocked off, but then a hyper-kick that sent it through the ceiling.
The being teleported behind and stabbed the blades in, with a reflex that sent a blow from the Bewear right into the head, going down.
Ataki finally reopened the door, revealing the halved body, and the plane was turned on with the woman already kicking throttle in. As the plane started rolling, the being went full blast and sliced and diced the opponent, only for one final blow to be given. Ataki jumped into the plane through the doorless entrance and yelled, "Takeoff already!"
The woman yelled back, "I need to get the plane at the right speed, If I do it now, it'll…"
"I don't give a shit for the mechanics woman, GET THE FUCKING PLANE OUT'A HERE!"
The woman just increased speed as in the mirror she saw the being just standing there at the empty hanger bay as it watched. She looked away and finally lifted the plane up.
With that, they took off from the base and headed away from the island. The being just watched in discontent at the failed killing… well, partially success since it did get the other two.
In the plane, aside from the missing door, both were shell-shocked from the encounter as Ataki buckled himself and sat there in a state of fright and disbelief. The woman herself was less so, but was already in fear from her previous encounter. He asked, "What… the hell… was that?"
The woman answered, trying not to cry or lose focus, "I-I don't know… i-it was… it just came in, alarms went off and… all I heard were screams… and then there was people just…"
She couldn't describe it right. Ataki however persisted, "But what the fuck was that thing?"
"I don't know… I don't know…"
"Look, just fly us to somewhere that isn't going to kill us, can you fucking do that?"
"I'm going back to Kalos, you can go wherever you want."
"That's fine, I'll follow. You people fucked Aloha up anyway."
She screamed, "IT WASN'T MY FAULT!"
On the verge of a breakdown she grabbed the handle tighter. The sudden grasp, made the airplane hit turbulence, but she adjusted it and calmed down. She took a deep breath and told him, "I… was just brought here… under orders… to do so. I didn't have a choice… now please… stop saying it like I did it."
He shook his head, "Sheesh, no need to be a bitch."
He did rerail, "But what happened back there? Was that the thing that attacked the whole place?"
She nodded, "Yes… it was… a couple days ago it just… appeared out of nowhere… we just found that Lysander was dead… and then later we got some alarm systems breaking in… I just… I was stuck in a room… and we just… I… I got found last… and I was… found… and I was… grabbed by this thing… and it just… I don't even know if it was a threat or what, but it was just going on this… speech… about Flare being a joke… and it…"
She stopped and shook her head, "No, I can't."
She shook her head once more, and focused on her flight, "No, I'll just… if you remind me I might explain the rest of it… later…"
Ataki shrugged, "If you say so."
"No, I'm saying that as an order."
"Fine, fine."
(At the camp)
It was a quiet morning, polar to the scenario at Aloha. Judas stepped out, taking a breath of winter air, smiling the calming sound of idiotless presence. But with that, he had one attribute still lingering about, and that was Reeka's peeved attitude towards Emma.
Reeka was upset with her as Emma just deflected it as an accident, and Emma was upset… but more for Yugo than who caused it. The two bickered like this all morning until Judas realized one crucial point:
"Where's Ghezirha?"
Nobody knew. "I just fucking realized that aft'r putting up with you two's bullshit of the mornin'."
Reeka crossed her arms, "Please, probably fucking somebody behind Yugo's back."
Emma protested, "She wouldn't do such a thing!"
"Phef, you would."
"I did that to help us!"
"Doesn't matter; you still did."
Emma just kicked the back of Reeka's head to assert her point. Reeka jumped right back up and readied to kick her straight in the gut, but Rebecca quickly intervened, "Ok, ok, ok, we get the point. I think we just need to keep you two separated for a bit more until this settles, alright?"
Both agreed aggressively, with Rebecca leading Emma, and Judas going off with Reeka.
"It's bullshit, straight up bullshit."
Reeka complained as Judas sighed, seeing as he was stuck with her once again. He asked, seeing as it might work, "What is Reeka?"
"Why we have her. She's already caused enough problems, put Yugo into the hospital… she's just going to get us all killed."
"Well, I mean, I think it's safe we have her under… control, besides, we could just turn that form on and…"
"Oh, thanks for reminding me…"
She spun around and asked, "What the fuck is this nightmare form bullshit I keep hearing between you and Yugo? Is it something good or bad, or something that isn't important?"
Judas titled his head, "I think it's more like… who has it, really. You have it, but we know at least who's the other half forming it and who's using it… I have it… and it's… well, I mean it's me and my… uh… friend."
"That demonic Greninja weirdo."
"Yes, him. He kinda took that spot once my grandfather died, so…", he shook his head, "That's beside the point. What I'm saying is, is that it depends on who's using it and who's being the form itself, ok? I highly doubt Ghezirha will get one, but you can have it done artificially. And Emma… well…let's just say Emma is a little…"
"I'm pretty sure we know the answer to that."
"Yes, I suggested to Yugo to keep her out of it. Last thing we need is Emma to go into a psychotic enragement AND become the literal definition of a monster."
"My point stated in the beginning."
"You stated noth…"
He stopped. "Is that why you want her gone?"
Reeka stopped, cringing a bit, and took a deep breath. She nodded, "All I see is her going… and everyone getting killed… and Yugo basically won't listen to me… he thinks Emma is misunderstood, but I see a totally different frame of what it is. Emma is a monster, I don't care what you think or he thinks or she thinks; she is."
She firmly stated it. Judas asked, "Have you talked to Yugo firmly on this? Or just assume."
Reeka barely opened, halted, then resumed in defeat, "Assumed."
"Try to talk to Yugo on what you actually think. I don't blame you for the insecurity, I've been around enough Pokémon, people, and uh… spirits, to know who's dangerous or not. Emma is dangerous, but what we need is to find that 'monster' and get rid of it."
"*snickers* Ya right."
"It's called wishful thinking, and reasonable execution."
"Oh you wish."
"Plan execution Reeka, not death."
"Oh, sorry."
She rolled her eyes, turning back to the camp. Judas shook his head, mumbling to himself, "Get your Pokémon under control you Kalosian prick."
(At the hospital)
Yugo was sore all over, mainly his chest, but he felt the pain spreading about, nulling as it went. Not the most pleasant of feelings. And to add with this was the feeling of guilt, as he had Ghezirha sitting by, watching him in pain. She sat there well behaved as she watched him in the bed, worried yet calm. It was oddly soothing to Yugo seeing her that cutely distressed, making him feel a bit better as he planned.
A nurse came in with a tray, on top being a bowl of something and a fruit, which of course the day's breakfast. Yugo asked, "Um, what exactly is this?"
The nurse answered, laying the tray carefully down, "Warm oatmeal with an orange. Oh, and a glass of water."
Yugo dryly chuckled, "Heh, hospital food I guess?"
"Oh, the orange brightens it up."
"Is lunch, uh, something good?"
"It's pidgey soup if you're wondering."
"Oh, ok."
The nurse left as Yugo began eating the oats. Ghezirha asked, "Um, where do I get breakfast?"
Yugo shrugged, "I'd say go to the camp, get my pokedex, and go get breakfast."
"Are you sure?"
"Ghezirha, all I ask is don't let Judas go near a liquor store, and don't use my money to buy a few milkshakes."
She blushed, "S-sorry, I kinda liked those."
"Look, I'll let you have one, just don't go crazy, ok?"
"Ok."
She kissed him on the cheek and left in a quick pace from the room. But within only a few minutes, a doctor came in. He asked, "Finished with your breakfast?"
Yugo nodded, "Yeah."
"Good, then I can begin on a further detail on your situation."
Yugo cringed, "Monetary?"
"No, no, just going over the whole procedure of what we'll be doing with you for the next two weeks."
"Uh, I requested…"
"Your request was over ruled due to… well, first off, we're not sure if you need another round of surgery."
"Wait, what?"
"Yes, it seems as though the first surgery covered the main ribs, fractures, and we double checked for any internal bleeding, which miraculously only was only a couple veins that did break. The next thing is that there is a rib that may or may not be going against your left lung, so we need to see if that needs to be straightened out. And…"
He flipped through the notes, "Oh, yes, um, we'd like to ask if any of your Pokémon have any sort of anger issues."
Yugo asked, "What does that have to do with…"
"Mr. Blazik, just answer the question and I'll explain."
"Yes, one."
"You sure it's one?"
"I'm very sure."
"Is it the one that… well, broke your ribs?"
"No, weirdly."
"Oh, well uh… in that case I'll just answer your question and leave. Basically, I was going to encourage possibly therapy for your Pokémon so this doesn't happen again."
"Nah, the Pokémon that did this has a split personality issue."
"Oh… that just… um, made it worse. Well, I'd like to encourage you to bring your volatile Pokémon to psychiatric therapy and restrain it from any form of fighting."
"Tell her that. Look, I just want to get out, I got things to do."
"Sir, with the condition you're in, you're going to be needing more than just two days. Preferably two or three weeks."
"THREE WEEKS?!"
Yugo screamed as he was ready to through a protest in bed. However, a sudden pain appeared, making him, slump back down. The doctor went on the defensive, "You need to relax. I already stated that we aren't sure on your condition, so you need to stay until we can confirm that you're healed enough to be let out."
"And I'm not healed enough as it is?"
"No, you just had surgery last night, and you may need more later on. It won't heal overnight and we don't need to have any more complications than that, and you certainly don't need any further damages, so I suggest you do stay."
"Please, I'll…"
Trying to sit up, the pain came back, forcing him to lay down. The doctor stood up, "Well, ultimately, we'll be deciding if your good to go or not. And as of this moment, you can't even sit up without any pain, so that's definitely a sign to stay."
Yugo whined, but gave in, "Alright I'll stay."
"Well, even if you didn't, you'd have no choice since we don't need a lawsuit and you wouldn't be healed as fast… or you might come back within a couple days with the ribs in more irritating positions. So with that, I'll be seeing you later for another x-ray."
With that the doctor left, and once again Yugo was left alone in the room. He closed his eyes and just relaxed, waiting until Ghezirha came back.
(Meanwhile…)
"Thank you!"
Ghezirha waved to the counter employee as she walked out with some food and her little drink. Outside, she slurped the milkshake as she skipped her way back to the hospital. Her trip was interrupted by the little 'dex ringing, she pulled it up and looked to see a bunch of numbers, only to shrug and just swipe it. Then a voice appeared, "Hello? Hello?"
Ghezirha asked, "Um… hello?"
"Who is this?"
"Um… Ghezirha?"
"Uh, can I speak to Yugo?"
"Oh, he's not here… um… I could go to him… um… could you wait?"
"How long?"
"Uh, not long."
She quickly ran to the hospital with the call still in hand.
Within a few minutes, she got to Yugo in the room with the 'dex in hand. He asked, "Ghezirha… you're back…"
Ghezirha answered, "Some woman wanted to talk to you so I ran here and… I also got breakfast."
She happily raised the bag up as Yugo chuckled, "I already ate, but good for you. Uh, where's the…"
She handed him the phone, with Yugo asking, "Hello?"
"Hello? Is this Yugo?"
"Uh… it is, who are…"
"Sorry, I know it's a little inattentive to go doing this over the phone, so I was wondering if we could meet up in person."
"Uh…"
Yugo wasn't even sure on what this was, let alone meeting up, and his condition didn't help either. He just replied, "Um, look, I'm currently in the hospital so…"
"Oh, well, is it alright if we meet up there?"
"Uh… no?"
"Great! We'll be there by 10."
The phone hung up as Yugo looked at it in confusion, then told Ghezirha, "I'm probably gonna need to teach you how to bullshit on the phone 'cause I have no idea what that was. And, also how to hang up on some numbers."
She shrugged as she ate the breakfast burrito, "I didn't know, she wanted to speak to you so I came here to give it to you."
"Well, not like I handled it any better. Thanks though."
"You're welcome."
(Meanwhile…)
"You're not welcome."
Frank told both ex-priests as Payne showed them in. The professor asked, "I was aware you got two escapees, but I'm pretty fucking sure there was nothing in the phone call about two priests."
Payne explained, pacing the room as the two ex-priests sat there, "Look, I can't house them. I'm not a homeless shelter. You got jobs open, right?"
"Cleaning the pens and rooms."
"See? Use them. I got no use for them, because I don't need them."
"And I do?"
"Look, I'm offering you literally slave labor. You're a cheap mother fucker, you like this shit."
Frank titled his head at that and nodded, "Good point. Alright then. I'll… find a spot for these useless shit sacks."
"Thank you very much for at least agreeing to a damn thing I say."
He headed to the door to exit, only for a knock to come up. He opened it anyway, for Edward to appear as he tossed a letter, "Dad, you got mail."
Frank caught it as Payne asked, "Business or criminals?"
Frank shook his head as he opened the letter, "Doubt it be criminals, unless galactic decided to reincarnate… itself…"
He took the letter out, reading it… then blinked… then he restarted, speaking out loud, "To Francesco Italy… It seems we've had a little fight… you and I have much in common as you resonate that horrid past. It penetrates the meaning of a criminal to have a horrid background, but it helps to build up what is to be of that criminal. I'd offer…", He paused and shook his head, "This letter makes no sense."
He continued, "I'd offer a small deal upon your head, formally surrender everything, including family… Family? Family and assets, live the life you'd never get or want, and become a wanderer or some kind of hermit. If we find out, we'll behead you in front of wife and then I'll put her under my care for the rest of her life. Respect is what I want, but with you, it's required. So I suggest you play by my rules…
"Sincerely… W."
Frank looked up, then back to that, then mumbled, "…no…"
Payne didn't know what it meant but Frank muttered, "That's not possible…"
He shook his head, "No, no, he's dead… how the hell is he alive."
Payne asked, "Who's alive?"
"I had him killed like a week ago and he's sending me letters… they shot him in the head… they actually forced Yugo to shoot him in the head, they witnessed it, that's impossible, that's impossible!"
Frank was in a tirade of fear as he said, "If the others were around, I wouldn't panic. I got literally nobody here. Flare's in Aloha, the four nutfucks took over America, some said that plasma took over the Middle East… all I got at the moment is… well Kevanin's group. But no… he can't be alive…"
Payne asked, "Who's alive?"
Frank stopped and looked at him, "Wafu."
(At the hospital)
Yugo and Ghezirha were in the room as Ghezirha just sat there, being a little sun beam. A nurse then entered asking, "Question, did you request for someone to see you?"
Yugo looked to Ghezirha, then looked to the nurse, "Um, who is it?"
"Some shady looking guy."
"Oh boy, that's most likely for me."
"Alright…"
She opened the door and a rather cloaked being stepped in with another cloaked guy as Yugo mumbled, "Oh hell…"
The nurse left the room as Yugo asked, "Um… morning?"
The first cloaked man took his hat off and greeted back, "Morning."
He held his hat, falling to the side, as he asked, "So you're Yugokil, correct?"
"Yeah… and you are?"
"Nathan Sollars, Kalosian Intelligence Agency…"
"Uh, wasn't I suppose to speak with a woman…"
"No, no, that was just my secretary."
"Oh, well, I didn't shoot anyone, I swear."
"No, it's not that. The reason why we're here is because your grandfather has been brought into the government under a small deal we made with him. Now, it involves you only because you because… you have something that we'd like."
"Uh, I'm broke, so can't give you anything..."
"No, not money… ugh, I'm talking about the Pokémon you got."
"Ghezirha's not…"
"Ok, kid, listen, enough bullshitting, I'm referring to the Lucario you're holding…"
"Hold on, what the hell…"
"Oh, we got a couple references about your Lucario's alternative form."
"She's… special, she just has a…"
"Yes, a nightmare form, we've established that. The reason why we're asking you."
Yugo got herself up, "Hold on, what do you people want with her?"
"Simple. Are you aware what a nightmare form is?"
"Uh… sort of."
"Well, seeing as she's the only one we have some form of confirmation on, we're gonna be taking her along for the ride."
"Look, Reeka is not some lab experiment…"
The agent rolled his eyes, "We're aware of that, we're only interested in the form…"
"You're not getting her."
"Ok, look, we're offering you something small, ok, something reasonable: You look like you got a lot of bills to pay with no way to afford them, you are already getting attacked by criminals… so here's the deal we got."
He pulled a note and asked, "You fork over the Lucario, we offer a little government protection."
"Uh… isn't the saying to never trust the government?"
"Yes, now trust us with this."
"Uh, no."
Sollars grew disgruntled and pushed, "Look, we got problems popping up in Kanto that Kalos thought was a great idea to intervene, and since the proclaimed nightmare form has been tossed about between the government and the scientists, we decided instead of making theories and all that bullshit, we'd just go straight for it."
"Uh… ok, and how did you find out I had a Pokémon that…"
"We're the government, we listen in on everyone."
"Oh…"
"Yes, now, to be fair, either way, you're going to be losing your Pokémon to us for the purpose of the already stated purpose."
Yugo attempted to sit up, "There's no way I'm forking anyone over! Besides, I can get my grandfather on this!"
"You realize he works for the government as already stated, right?"
"Say-wha?"
The face twisted with confusion and the attempt of still looking defending, but the two agents were null inflicted. Sollars told him, fed up, "Look, it's futile, hand your Lucario friend over, and we move out of your life."
"Good luck finding her then."
"We have tracking."
Yugo sat befuddled, "Are you kidding me?"
"No, we just wanted to see if you'd be willing, and since not, we'll just be popping on over to the campsite."
The made their way out of the room as Yugo yelled, "You'll never get Reeka."
But they paid no heed and left.
Yugo slumped down and mumbled, "Aw shit, they'll get her."
Ghezirha asked, "Do you want me to stop them?"
"Nah, maybe the group can take them on. It's only two of them."
"I don't know Yugo, everybody seemed…"
"I know that the group is a little divided on some things, but for the common good of a member, they will protect each other no matter what."
(Later at the camp)
"TAKE REEKA!"
Judas screamed as a Steelix was surrounding them, tearing up the area around. The two agents just sat there waiting for them to surrender as the Steelix wrecked them. Sollars raised, "Ok Steelix, return."
The 'mon was returned as Judas grabbed Reeka's arm and dragged her over. The agent whipped out a green, glassy Pokéball and pressed it down, which sent a green beam first zapping Reeka, and then a red beam that entrapped her. Judas crossed his arms, "You leave us alone now, right?"
The agent simply answered, "That's the whole deal of this… and the reason why we came in the first place."
Judas looked to the group, then back to the agent, "Ok… and when do we get her back?"
"Eh, I don't know, maybe when we figure out how the hell to synthesize this. Which might be, oh I don't know… whenever."
"I mean…"
Emma tossed Judas aside, "You can have her for as long as you want, just go."
"Alright, if you say so."
He turned around and left with his partner as Judas screamed, "The hell was that Emma?!"
Emma crossed her arms, "Oh please, they were going to get her anyway, might as well give them what they want and just get rid of them."
"Emma, when Yugo comes back, he'll be furious at you. He'll never trust you again with anything."
She rolled her eyes, "Like you care."
"No, but I'd figure you'd care."
"Ha-bu-what?! I do care!"
She protested as Judas walked away, "Could'a fooled me."
Emma turned away herself and went into the woods away from the group. Rebecca titled her head to her finger, and muttered, "Oh this group will never get healed, will it?"
(Meanwhile)
Back to the real world, at the Chilean tip in Tierra del Fuego, a large research boat pulled into a harbor as it hauled a huge container. Several people were going about on and off the dock getting this container off the ship and into a storage building.
One of the scientists looked at the container getting pulled in and asked, "Entonces ¿qué crees que es? (So what do you think it is?)"
The other one shrugged, "Por lo que sabemos, era algo de la Antártida. (For all we know it was something from the Antarctic.)"
"¿Por qué alguien arrojaría algo de allí? (Why would someone dump something from there?)"
"Quién sabe. ¿Tienes alguna idea de lo que podría ser? (Who knows. Do you have any idea what it might be though?)"
"Asumo algo como armas ... tal vez un trozo de plutonio. (I'm assuming something like weapons… maybe a chunk of plutonium.)"
"Ja, sigue soñando. (Hah, keep on dreaming.)"
"Quién sabe, Gunito ordenó construir una bomba nuclear en el momento perfecto. (Who knows, Gunito ordered to build a nuke, perfect timing.)"
After they unloaded it, one of the crew hollered, "¡Hey mira esto! (Hey, check this out!)"
They ran over and the man said, "Definitivamente es algo de la Antártida, pero mira la insignia. (It's something out of the Antarctic definitely, but look at the insignia.)"
They saw a big red "R" on it as the first scientist shrugged, "¿Puedes abrirlo? (Can you get it open?)"
"No veo ningún candado, ni nada. (I don't see any locks, or anything.)"
"Luego haz un análisis de la maldita cosa y dame un resultado (Then get an analysis of the damn thing and give me a result of it…)"
Before he could finish, the sound of steam escaping was heard as the container automatically opened itself and the lid folded over like a book. The men gathered around to see a pinkish-purple looking being in it, asleep and with a few bits of frost on it. The scientists looked at it as they had no idea what it was, or if it was even alive.
The lead scientist was in a silent awe as he asked, "¿Se puede sacar del estuche? (Can it be removed from the case?)"
Another one shrugged, "No parece ligado a nada, creo que puede. (It doesn't appear bound to anything, I think it can.)"
"Muy bien, sáquelo del estuche y muévalo a una mesa de oper… (Alright, remove it from the case and move it to an oper…)"
An arm jotted right out, spooking the group, with then the arm grabbed the adjacent wall as the other arm came out and grabbed it's adjacent wall. The top half body rose as the being rose out, looking amongst the group as it had its own confusion.
It looked around them as then a female voice appeared, 'Who are you… where am I?'
The lead scientist had no idea how to approach this and asked, "Hola… soy el profesor Alberto Macaro… ¿entiendes lo que digo? (Hello… I am Professor Alberto Macaro… do you understand what I am saying?)"
The being looked at the professor cockeyed not understanding a thing he said. One scientist observed, "No creo que haya entendido ni una sola palabra de lo que dijiste. (I don't think it understood a single word you said.)"
"Uh ... veamos ... (Uh… let's see…)"
More gesture based, he tried, "Hola ... yo ... soy ... Alberto ... yo ... soy ... científico ... nosotros ... estamos ... en ... Chile ... (Hello… I… am… Alberto… I… am… scientist… we… are… in… Chile…)"
The being gave a more creeped out look as the leader shook his head, "Es inútil. (It's hopeless.)"
The secondary stated, "Creo que lo asustaste más que nada. (I think you scared it more than anything.)"
"Oh, lo asusté, lo siento mucho. Mira que vamos a hacer No puedo encerrarlo en la celda. (Oh, I scared it, I'm so sorry. Look, what are we going to do? I can't lock it up in the cell.)"
"No sé, hiciste eso con un pingüino. (I don't know, you did that with a penguin.)"
"Eso fue para probar para ver cuánto tiempo podría sobrevivir con la comida del ejército, sin embargo, se negó a comerla y murió allí. Esta es una historia diferente, esto no es un pingüino, esto es un ... un ... (That was to test to see how long it could survive on army food, however it refused to eat it and died there. This is a different story, this is not a penguin, this is a… a…)"
He waved his hand as he couldn't think of a name, "Algo. (A something.)"
One asked, "Hágale un gesto para moverse. (Gesture it to move.)"
The leader moved his head, and decided, "Podría intentar. (Could try.)"
He thus gestured it to walk to him. The being attempted so, getting out of the container and standing on the floor. The scientists looked at it as they had no idea what this humanoid creature was. Little did they know… they just got hold of the second Mewthree.
(At the Hospital)
"WHAT?!"
Yugo screamed as he heard the news of the camp… with Judas and Rebecca standing right there telling him. He fumed, "You're telling me… those two CIA mother fuckers just used a Steelix and swat everyone out?!"
Judas approached that, "You do realize Emma is a grass type, and that Reeka was hit by the tail straight into several trees, right?"
"Well, couldn't you use anyone else?"
Rebecca answered, "I tried, but… the tail hit hard and… yeah."
"You're telling me… a single Steelix fucked all of you over?"
Judas shrugged, "Look, they came, we were stuck giving Reeka away… and Emma helped none whatsoever and just told them have her as long as you want."
"God, I will fuck that girl up so bad…"
He took a deep, and slightly painful, breath, "Ok, did you at least figure out where they're going?"
"No."
"Did you grab Elene and try?"
"She and Jacques were watching on the sideline because they knew they'd get crushed."
"Fafner?"
Rebecca answered, "Never brought him out."
"Not even… fuck it. Ok, ok, look, both of you go to the lab and find the Blaziken at the desk, ok? And then tell him to tell my insane grandfather to get the government to give Reeka back."
Judas questioned, "Why not just straight to…"
"Because if my grandmother gets a whiff of it, she'll give my grandpa hell on the government stealing my Pokémon. Anyway, I'll sit here. Thanks for the update I already knew was coming."
The two walked out, one mumbling, as Ghezirha asked Yugo, "So… what do we do?"
"I don't know about you, but I'm sitting here in bed."
But as time passed by, both sides settled back and went to sleep for the night. Ghezirha left the hospital on her route to the camp, seeing as she'd rather spend the night with everyone else than alone, but just outside the hospital.
*click*
She saw those two agents, both pistols in hand. The main guy pulled another glassy ball out, "Now, the easy way or the hard way."
Ghezirha was a little scared, "The wha?"
"Well, seeing as we need a control, you'll be just fine."
"Wh-why me?"
"Well… same guy's Pokémon, less trouble on tracking."
He threw the ball, catching Ghezirha and changing out the ownership to him. His partner asked, "So are we actually gonna give them back, or is it just some typical bullshitting?"
"We're KIA, it doesn't matter."
(At the lab)
"Look, it's a few minor touch ups, it can't be that bad."
Frank argued over the phone as Austin, on the other side, told him, "Look nigga, after all the bullshit we went through, you're still wantin' the rest of us to go off killing that Syca-son'a'bitch."
"Look, come on over and we can discuss this in better detail."
"Oh no, yo' wife is going off the rocka' lately."
"Midori?"
"Yeah, the last time we came in to talk to you, she looked like she was perfectly fine killing all four of us."
"Bah, you're paranoid, she wouldn't hurt a fly…", until he remembered that she kinda did kill a couple times.
"Paranoid? I've survived the drive byes, I've survived duels, I've survived shootouts, the IRS, and even got clean on a murder case. It ain't paranoia, and besides, you can confirm with the otha' three. She whipped two guns out with some creepy ass face and we just walked on out."
"Well, how about this. Sycamore is somewhere, I don't know where, but he's somewhere. You knock his purple suited ass off and I'll pay 50 million."
"60 million."
"Fine, fine."
He sighed, "Just please execute the guy."
Austin replied half-caring, "Yeah, yeah."
Frank hung up as he took a shot of tequila from the call. He took a long sip, feeling the alcohol go down, but the door swung open, interrupting the drink. He turned around seeing Midori walk up in a fashionable kimono. A blend of red, orange, and yellow that stuck out from her natural white and green. But unlike the dress, her face was giving a stone cold expression as if she knew Frank went stealing her jewelry. Frank, barely took notice of the expression, and looked out the window to the city, "Midori, what seems to bring you here?"
She asked, "I don't know, I felt like seeing my husband?"
In a demeaning tone at the end. Frank gave a dry chuckle, "True, hopefully you have no hard feelings on the whole politician thing and your plan failing."
"Well, I've decided to move on."
"That's usually good."
"Yes, usually… but not for you."
He looked down, not getting the hint, "True, true, I've been getting a lot of shit. Just my luck… always made the joke my family got the weirdest and worst luck… random at times."
"Well Frank…"
She pulled a few pages out, "This might add to that 'luck'."
He took it, then the face gained surprise from nothing, "The hell is this?"
She smiled, "That? Oh, just divorce papers."
Then he went into bewildered surprise, "Divorce? Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's carefully discuss this…"
And then she went serious, "Frank, I've been serious about everything, and every time I get serious with you, you take it like it's some fucking joke, ok? Every time I try to convince you on this, you take it like a joke, every single fucking time…"
Anger seethed through as she lectured, "I sleep every night with some image a horror movie can't produce, because I'm sitting next to a fucking monster! I've put up with your shit for long…"
Frank tried interjecting, "Midori…"
"DON'T YOU MIDORI ME ASSHOLE!"
She screamed right at his face. "I've put up with you for long enough… now I'm going to lay it straight… are you going to sign this?"
He looked at the papers, "No…"
He shook his head, "No, I won't sign."
She asked, "You won't sign?"
"No, no, I won't sign."
"You sure on that?"
She asked very hard as Frank drank the rest of it, "Look, Midori, I get your pissed, I understand, but we don't need to drag this to divorce, ok? We were literally going fine after the bar; I don't see what made you go off the wall. You got pissed at my antics, fine, reasonable, everyone has, we don't need to drag this out."
She looked at him with little belief as Frank asked, "Can we just try to get this put back together? We don't need to cause unneeded drama."
Midori looked away, but closed her eyes, and sighed, "Ok…"
Frank smiled and hugged her, while she had her hands crossed, "I'll just go to option two."
She pulled a gun off Frank's harness and fired a round into his upper leg. The shot ringed the room as Frank screamed, falling to the floor. He grabbed the spot as she walked around, slowly. Frank yelled, "The fuck are you doing?!"
Midori set her head straight looking in front of her in a monotone, "Well, seeing as you didn't want to divorce, I think the best thing to do to hold you away from crime and politics and mafia and teams and aaaall that other bullshit you love to do so much is simply this."
She fired a second round into his other upper leg. He screamed out in pain as she continued, "I tried getting away from it all… didn't work…"
She fired another, another scream. "I tried leaving you."
She fired another, another scream. "I tried talking to you."
She fired another, another scream. "I tried imprisoning you…"
She fired another, another scream. "And now… the only way I see it… hurt you and keep you locked up in a hospital."
Six shots in Frank, three per upper leg. He was unable to stand up, or really feel them for that matter, as he raised his hand, "OK, ok, ok, I give up, I'll stop, I'll stop…"
Midori looked down, shaking her head, "Really? You will? Or are you just saying that because I got three more bullets in the gun… oh no, one in the chamber. I guess that's four."
"Midori… Midori… I-I get this is all my fault…"
"Mhm."
"I don't know what's going on with this…"
She fired one bullet just under his hip. "B-B-but, I get that you want a p-p-peaceful life… n-no troubles from politics… c-crime… th-that shit, right?"
She answered, "Yeees."
"I-I can just… c-contact everyone in America… a-and tell them that I'll be r-retiring… yeah, simple as that… A-and then with Lysan…"
"He's dead."
"O-Ok, he's dead, so we just ignore flare, plasma barely exists… g-galactic's gone… a-and after that… a-all we have is really Kevanin and his friends… W-we can work it out."
Midori titled her head, gun pointing right between his eyes. "W-we can try…"
She closed her eyes, then swiftly popped two more bullets in Frank's upper legs, making him scream more. She pulled the top back to see one more bullet in there, then clicked it back in place for one last shot. The door opened again, more violently, as Bender asked, "What the hell is… is… oh my…"
He was shocked at the scene of Frank on the floor shot and bleeding by the legs as Midori held the ACP in her hands. She ordered strictly, "Bender, get an ambulance right this minute. Tell them Frank has gun wounds, from a shoutout.
She walked to him, slowly saying, "And if you mention me in the picture, I will make you paralyzed for the rest of your life. You got that?"
She ended off a creepy smile as Bender nodded, nervously, "Y-yeah, g-got that."
She flicked one bullet out of her hand and into the gun, firing the bullet in the top door frame, making Bender move swift. Midori slowly walked back to Frank with a remnant of the smile, "So, *drops gun* if you need me, I'll be at the counter… if you can crawl on over. Oh, and like I said to Bender, don't mention me in anything… *giggles* or you might be a wheelchair all your life."
She left with a little twerk, as Frank laid there, propping himself against the wall. He didn't know now what to do as he could do anything in this condition, so, might as well just wait for the paramedics.
(Meanwhile in Chicago)
"And you serious on that?"
Jerome asked as Austin told him, "Yeah, 60 million, we kill the motha fucka, and that's settled. No mo' trouble."
Jake blew in asking, "Hey, speaking of killin' and trouble, can we knock off that werewolf and the bitch?"
Jerome told him, "I wish, Kevanin wants to keep that bitch alive. I have no idea what goes through that frog's head, but eh… if he wants her."
"Ok, fine, he gotta bitch. What about the furry?"
"I have no idea."
Austin looked over down the hall to see Jakob there on the couch, laying down. He remarked, "I say we knock him off when Kevanin ain't lookin'."
"And then we lose his trust."
Austin asked, "And what goddamn point does that make here?"
"The last thing we need is less members and this psyco-psychic on our tails. I say we incorporate the zoroark there to be like a spy."
"A spy?"
Jake joked, "We playing TF2 now?"
Jerome sternly explained, "No, it's a practical application of what we got. Besides, didn't that professor say we had a Zoroark lurkin' about here?"
"Yeah… I think."
"So, let's fight fire with fire, it can't be that bad."
The other two looked at each other in disbelief, but decided to roll on with it as the night rolled on with it as well.
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