Prompt: Tiny, adorable Pokémon being evil
The sound of creaking doors echoed through the tunnel. Moans of suffering captives joined in as a chorus of suffering as the last rays of the setting sun could be seen through the few openings into the outside world. Within this prison of misery, two newly arrived residents got up on their feet and walked up to the iron bar.
"So, Talon… Remind me what the plan was again?" Spike asked his blaziken partner as he knocked on the metal barricade.
Talon straightened her feathers before looking at the lock. "Let me see, get caught, thrown into the holding cells of the Syndicate, break out, beat the crap out of everyone and capture their boss. So we are at the 'break out' part."
Spike chuckled at his partner's nonchalant response. "I was more asking about details regarding the 'break out and beat them up' part." The lucario closed his eyes, and started to feel around with his aura. "We sorta need a floor plan."
"Pah! Since when have we ever actually done real planning?" Talon faked a few punches close to the door lock, eager for some proper fighting.
"Dark Crater, everything concerning Darkrai after we met him again, Rumble Rock Falls…"
"That last one doesn't count." Talon shook her head.
"Well, anyway, I've approximated where the stairs out of here are." Spike opened his eyes again. "Some mook just went up a flight."
Talon smiled as she readied her fist. "So, what you're saying is…" She punched the lock and the door flew off the hinges, the loud clatter drowning out everything else. "Go time!" She rushed out the opening and turned right, kicking two guards down the damp hallway.
"Talon, the exit is that way." Spike pointed in the opposite direction of where his partner was going. A large bone formed in his hand as he spun around and batted a midnight lycanroc down the corridor.
"What is the term for that? Strike?" Talon asked as the two headed down their path towards freedom and their target.
"Isn't that when you miss?"
They went around a corner to see reinforcements arriving, a smirk showing from both of the fighting types. "Ready, partner?"
"Let's dance!" The two charged the group, a flurry of punches leaving nothing but unconscious bodies in their wake.
The dust settled after the gate-like doors had slammed into the ground. If there were anyone who had been directly behind it before Talon had broken it down, they would no doubt have been crushed to death.
"Sorry for busting down your door." Spike said as he entered the room. "I hope no one was right behind it."
"So, can you guys just surrender?" Talon went in right after, cracking her knuckles. "Because, my hands are getting a bit sore from thrashing you." She scoured the room, to see four shocked pokemon looking at the duo, standing in front of a large elevated throne. She could see someone sitting on it, but whatever it was, was hidden in the shadows. "Oh, our target!" She looked to see the guards preparing for the fight. "So, Spike, should we say the arrest thing or-" She jumped to the side dodging a Psybeam coming from the grumpig in the room.
"Let's do it after we win." Spike rushed in towards two of the guards, connecting a Force Palm on one of them, before kicking the other away.
"I just wished that it wasn't this easy." Talon complained as she picked the grumpig up and threw it into the last of the four guards, both seemingly getting knocked out on impact.
"The training with all those legendaries have paid off." Spike said with pride, as the last conscious guard, a scyther, tried to get a cheap hit on him, which he managed to deflect before throwing it into the wall of the elevated platform, causing the throne to shake.
"Sorry… mistress…" was all it could utter before going unconscious.
"Useless… All of you… USELESS!" The boss jumped off the throne, and in front of them landed a petilil with a wine bottle in one hand. "This will be such a waste…" She then smashed the bottle, wine going everywhere as she raised her improv weapon against Spike and Talon. "Now, face the wrath of Lil' Petti the Bloodgusher!"
"DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I AM LIL' PETTI! I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD!" The petilil was screaming and wiggling as she was dragged away.
"Be quiet. BZZZT!" Officer Magnimite and its partner, another magnemite, sighed as they dragged the crime boss away.
"BZZT! Thank you, Team Amaguriken. Lil' Petti's days of pokemon trafficking is finally over. BZZT!"
"No problem, officer Magnezone." Talon flinched as Spike added some disinfectant on one of the gushes she had gotten from the little squabble with Lil' Petti.
"I'm starting to think wild flailing is the optimal fighting strat." Spike said, before finding another cotton ball and applied some disinfectant on one of his own wounds. "When a petilil does more damage with a broken bottle than her entire army combined."
"Can we talk about how this great trafficker of pokemon turned out to be a petilil? Like, how?" Talon still hadn't wrapped her head around the situation. Neither had Spike, if he was to be honest.
"BZZT! Just shows that evil exists in every species. We hope for your future cooperation. BZZT!" With those parting words, Magnezone headed off as well.
"Well… that was a day." Talon stretched her arms into the air.
"Let's head home. Darkrai promised to make that bread of his."
Talon smiled when she heard that. "YES! Been waiting for him to make that again. Wonder how the day with him and Mifi went."
"We won't find out by standing here. Let's go."
The two started to head home, Magnezone's words clear in their mind, as they both were thinking the same thing. "But just as there is evil in every species, so is there good."
AN: Yes, Lil' Petti is named after Linkara's pettilil, and she is gonna stab ya.
