Chapter 8: Union
Both Cynthia and her Escort (Frost) as she didn't know his name yet were now making their way to the business class floor where the bar was located. Now that they were out of the dimly lit maintenance room Cynthia could finally see her rescuers face clearly his black hair, light brown skin and overall sharp facial features they all gave Cynthia the impression that the man was a foreigner as his look was not that of a Sinnoh native but what Cynthia really could not understand was how this random guy was so calm about everything happening around them at the time.
"If you keep staring at me Champion you will trip." said the man while walking with a steady pace.
"How did you know…" Cynthia was about to say before the escort put a finger to his lips signaling Cynthia to stay quite.
"There are two guards both armed with assault rifles." whispered the man while peeking the corner.
"They didn't need to be there I was going to the Bar anyways." said Cynthia in a low voice.
"They were going to capture you before you entered the room."
"Why?"
"Most probably so that they could make it look like you got scared and didn't truly want to save the people by revealing yourself." said the man while maintaining a stoic expression throughout.
"What I despicable act I would always put the people before my own well being."
"In any case we have to deal with them." said the escort while pulling what looked like marbles to Cynthia.
"What is that?" she asked.
"Just don't look at them directly when they go off." was the man's only warning when he tossed them towards the guards.
They were flash bangs and Cynthia didn't even realize that as soon as they went off the escort ran towards the door.
The man ran towards the door faster than Cynthia's eyes could follow and straight up punched the guy on left into the wall knocking him out. Meanwhile the other guard came out of his daze and was about to shoot before the escort kicked the gun out of his hands held the now airborne weapon by it's barrel and swung it at the guard's head all in a swift fluid motion knocking him out.
(That was amazing) Cynthia thought as she processed what just happened.
"Let's go Champion." the escort broke her out of her trance as he made his way towards the door to the bar.
"How long did you avoid being detected?" he asked Cynthia before stopping just short of the door.
"30 maybe 40 minutes." was Cynthia's rough estimate.
"Impressive Champion I didn't think you could hold on against such foes while still remaining calm." said the man not in appreciation but like stating a fact.
"Why are you saying this now didn't you praise me back at the maintenance room as well."
"I didn't realize back then the caliber of these hijackers." was his only reply.
"I don't follow." said Cynthia.
"These guys are not your average terrorist Champion, from what I see they are well trained."
"But didn't you mop the floor with them anyways, so how can you say this with such surety." replied Cynthia.
"Well firstly the second guy recovered and reacted very quickly for an untrained person also their weapons are not the cheap kind in fact they are what you can call top shelf products." explained the man as he examined one of the bodies.
"Well I suppose the guy did move quick for someone who was blinded by a flash bang, why did you carry them anyways." agreed Cynthia.
Hearing that the man simply chuckled, it was the first expression the man showed Cynthia after the hatch incident earlier.
"Actually I did not come prepared for any of this you see I came here right after I woke up this morning, the flashes were just leftovers from my previous assignment."
"Previous assignment what do you mea... wait a minute so all this time you were just winging all this without a plan." Cynthia cut short her question to address a major topic.
Immediately regaining his composure the man replied "Yes more or less, I was just testing the waters here but seeing these guy's skill level it would be wise to plan before we face a larger group."
Cynthia was speechless at the escort's guts, soon the man in question walked towards the door of the bar and said
"I hear about 5 people behind the door, we should proceed with caution now." said the man.
"Preferably with an actual plan this time." added Cynthia in annoyance.
After thinking for few seconds the man replied
"Listen closely Champion."
Meanwhile inside the bar the five terrorists were passing the time before they heard a voice from the other side of the door
"Yo guys I got her." said the grunt while walking inside the bar with Cynthia who was wearing a black long coat with a gun pointed to her head.
"Good job mate, where's Joe wasn't he with you?" questioned one of the terrorists.
"He was but right after we caught this bitch he said he had to take a piss." replied the man.
"That idiot doesn't he know that we got to leave plus blow up this plane."
"Yeah about that whose gonna take care of her?" asked the man while gesturing towards Cynthia who was staying quite all this time.
"Hand her over I'll take her to boss man he knows what to do next." said one of the grunts who was wearing a bandanna over his mouth.
"Sure"
After Cynthia was behind the five men she said
"Find what you are looking for yet?"
"Shut it or die." came the reply from one of the five.
"Not when I am still here." said the man while jumping a few steps back and removing his mask, directing the attention of the terrorists to himself.
"Do it now!" he yelled.
Cynthia took her cue and threw a Pokeball in the air and said "Jolteon use Discharge." whilst jumping to cover behind the bar. The escort did the same although behind on of the recliners.
"What the fuc..." one of the five who realised what was up couldn't finish his sentence as Jolteon erupted in a ball of electricity throwing light everywhere.
After the light show was over Cynthia peeked out only to find five slightly crisp but paralyzed grunts lying in pain on the floor she smiled almost reflexively as the escort's plan worked. While looking for the man in question she realized that he had already pulled the grunt with the bandanna and held him to the wall of the plane.
"Now tell me where is this 'Boss man' you speak of?" he asked intimidatingly.
"Nevr…." replied the grunt barely.
"Oh is that how it is." the man said while pulling a knife out of the grunt own vest and holding it up to his neck as he asked "I won't ask a second time." in a stern voice.
The grunt gulped as he replied "He is in the cockpit."
"How many of you are here and where are the bloody hostages" the man ordered.
"Boss told us all to wait here because we were to leave as soon as he capture the Champion." the grunt said in fear of his life.
"The Hostages!" the escort yelled while pushing the knife close to the grunt's throat.
"Second floor in the storage room."the grunt squeaked.
Satisfied with this the escort let go but almost immediately swung the knife as in to stab the grunt in the face but instead of hitting the face he nailed the knife just to the side of the grunt's head into the wall.
This however scared the grunt a bit to much as he passed out from shock.
The escort however faced Cynthia and said "Champion are you…." but was interrupted by Cynthia's yell "LOOK OUT!".
As soon as he(Frost) turned around he felt pain in his abdomen as he was sent flying towards Cynthia by a kick from what looked like a 6 foot tall bulky grunt who seem to have just entered the bar.
"OMG are you alright?" asked Cynthia in a concerned tone.
"Yeah (cough) just fine." replied the man weakly.
"Asshole this is what you get for messing with the 'Union'." said the grunt as he cracked his knuckles.
(Union?) thought Cynthia but soon realized that she was getting distracted and her only saving grace in this hellish situation (her escort) was temporarily incapacitated but before she could do something Jolteon who was still there decided to attack the heavy but was caught by the neck and slammed into the wall.
POV CHANGE: Frost
As Frost saw Jolteon struggling to get up only to be kicked by the heavy again he gritted his teeth and stood up taking a fighting stance.
"You bastard you'll pay for that." he growled angrily seeing his pokemon in pain.
The grunt tried to punch Frost but the hit was avoided simply by ducking under the grunts arm Frost followed this by grabbing the Grunt from his shoulders and kneeing him in the liver.
"All brawn isn't gonna get you far." the man spoke coldly to the Grunt who was down on his knees.
"(cough) YOU… (cough)" the grunt tried to speak but Frost didn't listen as he looked over to Cynthia's side to find her tending to Jolteon.
The grunt however used this time to grab the escort's legs dropping him to the floor, he punched his stomach and pulled out a knife and was about to stab the man on the floor before the man grabbed the grunt's arm while in motion. Now both men were in a stalemate with the knife centimeters away from the escort's left eye as he was struggling to hold on as the weight of the grunt was against him.
(Dammit I let my guard down.) thought Frost while struggling for his life.
Frost was about to use his legs to kick the grunt off balance but before he could act the grunt but got hit in his head by something and fell to the floor.
Frost looked over and much to his surprise was greeting by Cynthia holding a fire extinguisher in her hand.
"Thanks" Frost said while still lying on the floor.
"Don't mention it." replied Cynthia while breathing heavily still recovering from her sudden adrenaline rush.
Composing himself Frost stood up and asked "Are you okay? How's Jolteon."
"She is fine although she has a broken leg also I am the one who should be asking you that question." replied Cynthia.
Frost just dusted his clothes which were borrowed from the grunt lying unconscious outside while saying "I had it under control."
Chuckling slightly Cynthia replied "Yeah clearly."
"Is he still alive." continued Cynthia while looking at the grunt on the floor.
"Don't worry Champion, no blood on your hands today." replied Frost.
Sighing in relief Cynthia asked "So did you find out where the hostages are held?"
"Yeah they are in the second floor's storage." replied Frost as he began to move.
Cynthia looked around the room full of unconscious bodies as she recalled Jolteon but was unsettled by the fact that it was in the end a close call where any wrong move would have killed both her and the escort.
"Wait.." she called out.
Frost stopped walking and turned around.
"Just in case we don't make it through this I want to know your name."
Frost looked around realizing why Cynthia was concerned and answered while smiling
"Frost that's my name." as he continued walking.
"Frost..." Cynthia muttered under her breathe as she followed her new companion outside.
Author's Notes:
Wow that took longer to write than expected well considering that my original draft was very poorly written it was expected. Anyways this chapter should give you a better perspective on my OC's true nature and abilities along with a little bit of Cynthia's character development. As always I hope to guys enjoyed don't forget to follow and review (your views on the story are always appreciated) and I will see you guys soon.
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