There's the Pokémon Center. A part of Dream Death territory. MY territory. Ryan is bound to be around here.
My gang, the Dream Death gang, took control of the Pokémon Center area because of our Gastlys and Haunters. No other gang has control of as many ghosts as we do. Every member, boy or girl, has one.
Invader and I go down three blocks, then turn to the darkened alleys. Then another three blocks…and here we are.
The hangout for the Dream Death gang. It looks like an abandoned power plant, and it has generators, but nothing is operational. Still, it serves our purposes.
"There, Master!" Invader whispers urgently. I've already seen, though.
Ryan is pacing back and forth, making some kind of speech, I'm sure. Everyone is listening with less than enthusiastic attention. I wouldn't blame them. Envelop is speaking as well, probably translating for the other Gastlys and Haunters. They aren't happy, either.
"Should we give them something to cheer about?" I ask Invader. I glance over at him. He has a devilish smile on his face. I'm sure mine is identical. Eyes glowing, my Haunter fades into the shadows. I follow, creeping up behind Ryan.
With my free hand I hook my arm around his neck. He yelps, startled. Oh, music to my ears.
"Hello, Ryan," I say quietly. I can feel him quivering. Good.
I release him quickly, pushing him forward. He falls flat on his face. But he rolls over quickly.
"Envelop!" he cries. The Gastly flies at me as Invader reappears, jaws open wide. Envelop is sucked into my Haunter's gaping mouth. He closes him maw, a gray mist floating around him. The haze thickens as I step onto Ryan's chest, holding him down.
"Invader?" I ask, looking back.
"Yes, Master?" he asks. His voice is deeper…my mouth splits into a grin as Invader walks up, taller, darker, and more malicious.
"We're the same now," I murmur. Then I take the gun in both hands, aiming at Ryan's shoulder. He screams. "Good grief, he sounds like a girl!
"STOP!!!" he cries. Like I'll listen.
"You killed Chris!" I hiss. I shoot. Scarlet begins flowing from the wound. I take aim at the other shoulder. His scream is enraging me! But blood and torture make me do this. I am out for revenge.
"You killed Sophie!" Invader growls. I shoot through his other shoulder. I can barely hear his screaming. My vision is red.
"You turncoat! You traitor! You destroyed my beta, my best friend. The omega cheated to gain control. Let the omega die!!" I hear my gang cheering behind me.
I get rid of the dead cartages, holding my hand out to Invader. I feel the cold metal in my hand, then load the new round slowly into the gun barrel. Draw out his torture.
Well, omega, time to go. Have fun in Hell," I say, sickly sweet as I aim for his head.
"Nate, STOP!!"
Who…!? As I pull the trigger I turn, aiming toward the voice…Ritchie!?
I use guns a great deal. I rarely miss, even when instantly taking a new target. Ritchie cries out in pain, blood training his gray shirt.
"Ritchie!"
Looks like that Cayla girl is here, too. I'd best finish my job fast….where's my gun!?
"I won't let you do any more."
I look up…is that Matt? …holding a twisted, destroyed shotgun. He's floating. Must be a psychic. I still have a job to finish.
I feel the voltage in my hands, watch as black bolts surround my fingers and the growing carbon orb between my palms. With a chilling war cry, I throw a Shadow Ball at Ryan's head. He dies instantly.
I dist my hands off. "That'll teach him," I say calmly. "Dream Death members, pay attention!" I yell. All eyes are on my. "Ryan is dead!" An enormous cheer rises above me. Oh, a glorious sound!
"Camille!" I call. A girl and her Haunter step forward. "Do you recognize me? I ask. She nods, smiling.
"Nate," she nods. Camille, my girlfriend. And Faze, her Haunter, Invader's own beta.
"If you hadn't already noticed, I am no longer fully human. I am stepping down as leader of the Dream Death gang." The group roars in anger. I hold up my hands, and one by one the people fall silent. It is almost five minutes for silence to again settle around me.
"Camille will lead you! She will choose her beta, and you will continue to dominate Goldenrod. Is this understood!?" The scream of cheers is enough to deafen me. I love the sound. I turn back…YAAAHH!! Matt is right in front of me.
"You want something?" I ask. The morph turns and floats over to the others. Guess I was the last one missing. But…who is the human taking care of Ritchie…looks like that girl from the Pokémon Center. I walk over to them, taking my first good looks at them…
Raikou. Mew.. Vaporeon. Raichu. Arcanine. And me, Gengar. A decently balanced team…
Could that be why they wanted us?