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Markov were standing in front of a checkpoint. The old Pokémon was repeatedly pushing his palm on to a scanner. Every time he let go, the machine emitted an annoying beep. Old age and blood pressure prevented him to throw his frustration at the machine. However, everyone had their limit and he was about to reach his. The Kadabra engineer stationed nearby came to his aid.

'Sorry for the inconvenient, sir. Let me have a look at that.' He connected his crystal pad to the checkpoint.'

'Oh, thank you.' Markov said.

After a few tapping on the pad and checking the data displayed on the screen, the engineer turned to Markov. 'The system said you, eh, had checked in already. There must be a glitch in system. We will fix it immediately.'

Markov opened his eyes wide. 'When was the last time, I checked in, recorded of course?'

The engineer typed some more. 'Four hours ago. Here it said you have not leave since then. The system probably have not registered that you have left.'

A freezing sensation ran down Markov's spine. Kept his composure, he told the engineer. 'Eh, thank you. You don't have to. I can do it, myself. Lazarus, come.' He wagged his crooked fingers, demanded the Delphox to follow him to the Containment center.

(The song "Do the evolution" by Pearl Jam begins to play)

Chesterization proudly presents.

A Pokémon fanfiction

Genesis

(Song ends)

Chapter 13: First day on Gamma base

In a city filled with rubbles and burning wreckages, Catherine found herself leaning next to a large dumpster. She loaded an elemental drive in Cerberus and had a peek from the foul smelling object. She saw Axel walking cautiously on the main street. He passed by Catherine's alley. The Snivy turned to her general direction, prompted her to get out of his line of sight. Once he lost interest, Axel continued walking forward and held his blade tight. With swift, Catherine teleported and placed herself on main street, a few feet behind from him. She levitated a few centimeters above ground and floated forward, all without making any noise. Once she was two steps away, Catherine held her breath and aimed Cerberus. When everything had lined up perfectly, she pulled the trigger. Three fiery orbs left the muzzle and went through Axel's body.

Catherine said. ' What the…Ah fuck!' She turned around and saw a small flash of light in her eyes. A sniper round then instantly pierced through Catherine's forehead. Her head whiplash in a violent fashion and pulled her body to the ground. Axel and his sniper rifle appeared on top of a nearby building. After discarding an empty shell, he strapped the weapon on his back and jumped off. A few seconds later, he landed softly in the protection of his orange sphere. Axel dusted himself off and ran to Catherine's location. He snapped his finger and the hollow image of him disappeared, left nothing behind but a small levitating orb. Stared down at her body, he said. 'Like my decoy, Catherine?' His vine then extended and grabbed the orb.

Catherine slowly got up, one hand rubbing her forehead. She could feel the tips of her fingers moving around a perfectly round hole. Her face was definitely less than amused. 'Ouch.' She said in her disinterest voice. 'You son of a prick.'

'Oh. Come on, you were trying to shoot me in the back.'

'You told me, when things are right, just fucking take it!' She tried to punch him, but the Snivy proved to be too fast for her.

'Take it easy now. That is true in some cases. Nevertheless, when things are too good to be true, it could be a trap. You taught me that, remember?' He touched the middle of his forehead, a smile made his tease obvious.

'I don't think I deserve the credit.' She tried digging her finger in the hole, but it had been healed.

Axel recalled the holographic orb to his portable digital fabricator. 'You would have noticed it if you pay attention to the none-existing shadow of the decoy.'

'Whatever, I'll pay for this.' She said and clapped her hands. The city around them began to deconstruct into blue dust. First were the rubbles and cracks on the ground, then the objects, buildings soon followed and finally everything turned white. Both closed their eyes and chanted the exit password in their head. They disconnected from the simulation and returned to the separated pods. Catherine exited her pod while making a face. Wished to change her mood, Axel asked. 'What do you think of Gamma base so far? This arena is pretty cool huh.'

'Nah, It was okay. Need to check the food court to know the rest though.'

'Sure, what do you want? My treat, of course.'

'Well, I had a big lunch on board so, how about something light, like ice cream?'

'Um, you're starting to enjoy those a bit too much.'

'None of your fucking business.'

Inside Gamma base's Square, Rick and Craig were walking in a long a busy street. The LCDs above told them it was still in the afternoon. The residents were trying to finish their work of the day and prepare to enjoy the soon approaching night. The bar-Rick and Craig current destination could be seen at the end of the street. Craig was having a hard time keeping up with the mega fire pig. It was not a surprised since he was relied on a clutch attached to his harpoon gun to get around. His left leg was covered in a blue crystal cast with doodles signed by Bryan and Celeste. Noticed the Monferno lacking behind, Rick stopped and asked. 'Hey, you okay there buddy?'

'Yeah, I'm fine, mate. Just a bit sluggish that's all.'

After waiting for Craig to catch up, Rick said. 'What the hell happened to you anyway?'

'Raiden and I got injured in a mission a few days back. A tank shell, blew the bastard with six C20 mines afterward.'

'Damn, is he gonna be alright?'

'Raiden? He will. He is a big boy. The medical ward in Delta will take care of him nicely.'

'Dude, don't take it lightly. My dad killed Pokémon that way.'

'I know, mate. But worrying won't help. Just relax and trust the ol' doctors.'

'Hope so.' Rick shrugged.

'Yeah, anyway, can't wait to get some amber juice. Have not got one for so long.'

'Can't say the same for me, but beer are always good.'

The Northside of the Gamma base's Square laid a large grassy field, littered with rock tombstones. There was a fancy metal gate that help determine the entrance. However, the gate failed to address name for this place. Everyone in and outside of Gamma base simply referred this place as: the cemetery. Lucious built this as the resting place for Genesis employees and their relatives who had passed away. He always considered them as his own family, so paying tribute in this manner was necessary. That and the fact of burying them on the surface world, was not a flattering idea.

That day, Doc had decided to visit the place. It was his first time in years. He came with his usual attire. His coat and shirt were spotless this time. Not a single smear of blood or oil could be seen. He wore some long trousers to cover up the lower body cybernetics. He approached and stood in between the graves in the 4-2 and the 5-2 position. Doc kneeled down and gently placed two flowers on the tombstones. He read the word laser engraved into the stone. The one on the left was Maria Consena and the other Ian Voynich. After whispering something, Doc stood up. He then closed his eyes and took a deep breath, remembering memories left in deep corners of his mind. A loud explosion happened somewhere in the Square broke the serenity he was currently feeling, forced him to open his eyes.

'What the fuck is that?' said Catherine in respond to the explosion a few blocks away from her. Before long, Pokémon started running in terror. One of whom bumped into Catherine. Axel summoned his visor and pressed a few dials on it. 'Operator, there is an explosion in the East section of the square. Casualty unknown.' He paused. 'Operator, do you read me?' He did not receive any reply, just an empty beep. 'Weird, usually there is a machine that put me on hold.' Catherine ran pass him and headed straight to the source of the explosion. "Stop your side jokes and get to it!' When they picked up speed, another explosion went off at the opposite side of the square. Soon another happened followed by another and another.

Rick and Craig were in front of a pub when the chain of explosion set off. 'What in the blaze was that?' Craig said before a powerful force along with a burst of hot air blew both of them away. They crashed into a nearby bench, instantly destroyed it. Craig hit and tumbled to the back of the bench. He did not move after his head had hit the ground. Rick on the other hand, was stuck in the twisted remain of the bench. His regular sport jersey was torn. Chunks of unknown shrapnel stuck inside his flesh. Rick shook his head and got back his bearing. His ears were still ringing the sound of taking a grenade head on. His ears then picked up something different-an unusual battle cry. From the flaming wreckage, which was once the pub, a mega Lucario with a strange metal mask ran through the burning frames. In his hand was a large axe in swinging motion. Rick tried to move but the twisted metal was embracing his short and heavy legs tightly. Realized it was too late, he crossed his arms in front of his face and prepared for the blow. He heard a rustling sound under the screaming of his attacker. A quick click happened and the Lucario was flung to the burning wreckage with a crystal harpoon in his chest. Rick put his arm down and saw Craig's harpoon gun in a gap of the bench. Craig's hand was barely holding on to the trigger. His head was dripping with blood, some of which were soaking the pavement underneath him.

'You own me a round, mate.' Craig said with a grin before passing out. The Lucario's scream came back. Rick began to free himself from the bench. He hastily used his Flamethrower to melt away pieces of the bench. He reached back, grabbed Craig, put the Pokémon on his shoulder before running to the right. The Lucario had come out of the collapsed pub, with the harpoon still in his chest. He turned and saw Rick and Craig were getting away. The bandit knight let out an unsettling howl before getting the axe on his back and used it to chop the harpoon off. He got on all four and ran toward Rick like a wild beast.

Rick turned around. 'What in the fuck is this freak's deal?' Rick summoned his super shotgun and open fired at the Lucario, who dodged it with a wall climb. His current position made it impossible for Rick to turn the shotgun at him. 'Son of the bitch.' He cursed before fired at a fire hydrant in between them. The wall of water sprayed by the busted hydrant stopped the Lucario temporarily. With that little distraction, Rick continued extending the gap between them. Or at least find a safe spot to put Craig down and fight this bandit head on with full force.

The Lucario bypassed the water distraction and sped up. Rick then digi-reloaded his shotgun and prepared for a counter attack. The water on the pavement turned into a thick layer of mist and covered a large portion of the area. The mist grew thicker and completely obscured the Lucario's vision. He stopped and looked around in confusion. A new and strange source of aura had entered the area. Despite his animal instinct and brutality, the bandit's aura sensing ability was remained, somewhat. The ability was not as sharp as it was before the transformation and that made it impossible to determine this new aura current location. In addition to that, the aura was constantly moving. A voice in the mist said, 'Water shuriken' behind his back. The sharp edge of the shuriken dug into his back. However, he did not howl in pain. Instead, he focused his leftover concentration. More shuriken came, forcing him to take out the axe and started swinging. His retaliation proved futile, as the star shape projectile was moving too fast for a brute, such as himself. 'You should give up. This would get really boring.' The voice said. The Lucario let out a scream. The voice seemed to understand what he meant. 'I see, I have expected too much from you then. Find, here, I shall make it easy for you. The mist then slowly disappeared. A figure was made clear, a Greninja wearing a black and red ninja suit. On his left arm was a band with the Foundation logo on it. On his right hand was a katana made of water. 'Come. Take your shot, you foul beast.' He adjusted his tongue scarf.

The Lucario shrieked and performed Extremespeed. The move instantly got him a foot away from the Greninja. He quickly moved his axe and cut the water type in half. The Greninja upper half let out what seemingly to be a smirk before turning into water. The bandit knew he had been tricked and frantically looked for the real attacker. The real one appeared at the outside of a large and perfectly round puddle of water. It was then, the Lucario noticed how wet the road under him was. He looked down and realized he was in that puddle. 'Hidden power' the Greninja said before raising his hand. The water immediately jumped from the ground in form of blobs and latched on to the Lucario. The Pokémon violently shook himself, tried his best to get the water off. However, the water refused to let go of the Pokémon's fur. More of the water then climbed on him and engulfed him completely. The Lucario kneel down, feeling the pressure of the water on his being.

'Fell for such a simple deception, how gullible of you.' The Greninja curved his finger into a fist and ordered the water to crush the fighting type. In desperation, the Lucario channeled an aura sphere in his hand and threw it. The sphere spun and drilled its way out of the water cocoon and headed for the Greninja. He tried to dodge it, but the attack's aura nature made it impossible to escape. The Greninja let go his control over the water around the Lucario by released his fist. The agent then used Protect, completely blocked the aura sphere. The Lucario wasted no time to cough away the water and used Extremespeed again. This time he got a full force punch to the Greninja's abdomen. The blow launched the Greninja a few feet away and hit the ground. Only when he saw the Greninja slowly getting up did the Lucario spat out water from his mask.

The Greninja regained his stance and extended the katana in his hand. He said. 'Yes, give me a challenge.'

The Lucario roared while dragging his axe on the ground. He charged toward the Greninja. When the bandit was halfway to the agent, a large rocket pinned him in the side and launched him toward a nearby building. The building collapsed upon itself after the rocket exploded.

'You stole my kill.' The Greninja said. Another rocket made it way to the rubble and went off with a bang. Rick with the rocket launcher came into the Greninja's view. The fire type said. 'Dude, you expect me to just run away and do nothing?'

The LCD above the Square blacked out when Catherine and Axel reached the point of the first explosion. Catherine was about to perform a Flash attack until the screens above displayed red exclamation marks, lighting up the place to some degree. She then looked down and had a look at the carnage. The explosions had devastated the area. All the buildings had turned into burning rubbles and the nearby Pokémon-workers; doctors; grunts; agents were all dead. There were a few bandits' bodies in the mix as well. Machinegun bullets had maimed and ravaged these corpses into pieces. Axel with his visor was looking for signs of life. The device picked up something and the Snivy immediately react upon it. Catherine saw him running toward a Swanna with a healing hypo was in his hand. However, the flying type took her final breath before Axel could jab the needle inside. Catherine heard the sound of machine gun fire.

'What the fuck is going on?'

Axel pointed and ran toward the sound. 'Over there.'

The dim red light made it hard for Catherine to see through. She focused a ball of white energy and threw it upward. The ball exploded similar to a flare and restored the look of day. Because of that, Catherine could finally see the battle. Doc was facing the Bandit King. Miraculously, despite fighting against such opponent, Doc was holding his ground rather well. His sonic cannon gave the king no chance to attack, for no amount of psychic barrier could stop the vibration of sound. For good measure, Doc had littered the surrounding area with his turrets as well. These gadgets were locking on to the King and fired their machineguns non-stop. The King was teleporting all over the battlefield in a desperate attempt to gain a window of opportunity. The King could be seen grinding his teeth in frustration. Saw a chance; he shot a Psybeam at Doc, who quickly rolled away from the attack.

After a quickstep, Doc pulled the trigger and realized his cannon had run dry. It forced him to put his fate on the machinegun turrets while he back-stepped to reload. The King smirked and charged up his psychic orb and lunched it at Doc. This time, Doc did not escape it, unharmed. The blast radius of the orb blew Doc a few feet away, tumbling on the hard concrete ground. Doc could hear cracking from within his old bones. The King then picked off the turret, one by one with his Psybeam.

He was charging another Psychic orb until he was interrupted by Axel's railgun sound. The bullet was trapped by the King's barrier, just like before. The King looked at Axel. 'You again, you are a persistence little Pokémon, aren't you.' He said while looking at a spinning railgun shell. 'You did not learn your lesson. Remember what happened the last time?' He moved the tip of the shell to Doc's general direction. When the back of the shell was shown, the King saw a blinking red light. 'What?' Before anything else, the shell exploded in his face. The King fell to the ground as parts of his barrier collapsed. Axel then rushed to Doc.

Recovered from the sudden blast, the King stood up, his face all torn and twisted, confirmed him to be indeed, a clone. With his remaining eye, he saw a black blurry fist came straight for him. The clone's remaining barrier broke after two swipes from Catherine's aura arms. The clone teleported back and quickly generate a psychic orb. Catherine teleported right beside him and continued with the barrage of punches from her aura arms. The clone, in the mist of panic, concentrated and somehow grabbed Catherine's aura arms with his psychic energy. Catherine quickly used her normal arm to fire Cerberus. However, the clone's barrier had already regenerated and deflected the orbs at her arms. The heat made her to drop the weapon.

The clone leered at her, said. 'Ha, this encounter is very much different than the last time, Catherine.' His knowledge of her name stunned her for a split second. That short time was enough for the clone to redirect his energy into a Psychic blast and knocked Catherine on the ground. The clone looked down her with a triumph, yet relieved grin. He was about to launched a concentrated attack. The arms on Catherine's back glowed purple and prepared for retaliation. She wished to prove that it was still her to be what killed the first clone. A loud burst of noise came, after a bright beam of light passed through the clone's torso, burned whatever organ left in his chest. The clone looked down in shock and took rapid breath from his non-remaining lung. The remaining body part moved forward Catherine with a hollow look in its eyes. Catherine sprang up. Her aura hands extended and crushed clone's head in a quick, forceful clap.

'Hah, psychic or not, you still have to succumb to the power of science.' Doc said with his mechanical arm raised. Axel was nearby, assisted him with the broken rib. Catherine absorbed the arms and ran to Doc's aid. 'Doc, are you okay?' Catherine said. Doc slowly got up. 'Yes. I'm fine.' He said while holding on to his side. 'Got knocked around a bit. Will survive, definitely. Hah. After this, hah, I will have the excuse to replace my bones with proper light weight shock absorbing materials.' Another explosion went off from the distance. The trios' comm devices screamed out. 'This is Boomer from central area! We are under attack by a powerful mother fucking Alakazam! Send all the back-ups!' Another explosion terminated the comm. Axel was astonished. 'Central area, they are going for the residential buildings. We need to go Catherine. Everyone is in danger.

Doc shook his head. 'No! That's what they want.'

'They? What do you mean by that?' Axel asked.

'I have received calls like that from the area near the C sector of the Containment facilities and all over the Square. We can't help them all.'

Axel turned his head in surprised. 'The containment center as well?'

'What the fuck are you saying? That means they are spreading. We have to stop them!'

'All the requests for back up were exclusively to C and above sectors, along with various areas in this Square. B and down, have no signal or responds.'

'Yeah, I'm still with Axel in this one. We got to cover those bitches before things hit south even more.'

'Would you listen for a second? The LCD and alarm systems controls are located within the S unit. That's mean they are already there.'

'What the fuck are you going with this old man?' Catherine said, while Axel was thinking of something.

'Think. Catherine.' Doc said. 'They are already in S section, and yet only C and above respond. Add it with the King's present.'

'Substitute, this is just his decoy.'

'Eh. I need some context behind that line.'

'He is a clone, a puppet. No being can take an explosion to the face and talk after that. This clone is just like the last one. The real King is still out there.'

'Or still in here the whole time, shutting down the alarms and planted explosive all over the place.' Axel said. Catherine felt a numbing pain on the back of her head. The idea of a fully power King in the area was not what she wanted to be in her mind.

'Precisely, chances are, it is already too late for the agents. All these flashy explosions and attacks are just to make sure the agents would not meddle with whatever the Kingdom wants within the base.'

'If that is the case, what do you think it is? What do they want within the deepest depth of the Containment center?' Axel responded with worried eyes.

'Hard to tell, there are thousands of things in the S containment unit. Each is dangerous, valuable and cryptic in some manners. However, well, extracting things from there is not a matter of pushing a button. Still, it is quite challenging the come up with an assumption that sounds possible. Hum, the most plausible thing right now would be the elemental Plates.'

'The Plates are here?' Catherine said.

'Do not waste time confirming the obvious. The Plates or whatever they want are at stake. If they have one artifact from us, it is impossible to tell consequences.' Doc summoned a small cube device hooked to a rusted bullet key chain. 'Here is the clearance key, travel to the elevator displayed on it. Plug it in and it will take you to the hidden S sector. The check in should be fast. In an emergency like this, no one would do a check up on you.' He then gave it to Axel. 'Well, I suggest you get on it, immediately.'

'Why the fuck do we.'

'But, what about the others? The one hiding in the S sector could be the King. We need some reinforcement for that.'

'Negative, with all the distractions going on, you would be wasting your breath and time. Just get there quickly and be careful. The bandits went full force with the attack up here. Chances are, they do not expect a battle at the S unit. Find them, capture or kill them. However, the second option seems more, satisfying.'

'What about the King? That guy is much more powerful than whatever the fuck we faced here.'

'Should you confirm that the King is under there and he is as dangerous as we predict, don't engage in combat.'

Catherine covered her face with her hands. 'Okay, then how the fuck do we stop him?'

'Before you get out of the elevator, use the lockdown function on the key. Password is 2045, that would lock all elevator down there. The S sector is too deep and under several layers of concreate and titanium frames. No amounts of teleportation could get him through those without trapping in solid matter. I repeat, do not fight him, unless it is the last resort.'

'Okay, crazy and shit plan, but that should work. Still, what about you then?'

'No need to worry about me, Catherine. I can survive. Get a warm spot with nice weather is easy. Go, get the bandits and make them pay. Or at least trap them and make them pay later, with extra.'

Catherine shook her head. 'Pf, busted a fucking rib and still crack a bad joke.'

He let out a laugh and gestured both to get to their next location. 'Oh, it is bad no doubt. Now go, and stop them.'

Down at an armory in the C sector, the doorway to the room was covered with red flesh and mush made of dead ferals. In the middle of the doorway was a stream of bullets and volleys of grenades coming from the inside. The surrounding area was littered with feral remains and occasionally half chew grunts and agents corpses. This sector, like all containment sectors in this base, was consisted of nothing but rows on end of cages and solid metal door. Since this was the C sector-the feral containment unit, behind these doors would always be a live specimen, always ferocious and ready to kill. However, that day, all the doors here were opened and the creatures inside were roaming free. The smell was also changed. Usually the sickening smell of waste filled the air, now there were nothing but the scent of burning flesh and gunpowder now.

Inside the armory or in the C sector in general, there were only three agents left: Celeste; Bryan and Leon. They had been hunkering down in this armory as soon as the first cage burst open and released the beasts within. Since then, the abundance supply of ammunition in the room was the only mean to survive. Over the course of twenty minutes, they had built a perfect self-sustain cycle for the abominations scraping at the door. They kept firing away at the tight doorway. Waiting for the dead feral to pile up and functioned as a wall to stall the rest while they reloading. After the feral dug through the wall, all would be ready to fire back. Rinse and repeat. With the armory stocked up for cases like these, they had little worry. They would hold out until the supply of beasts completely ran out, that was their plan. It was not ingenious in term of tactics, but that was enough.

'You okay over there?' Celesete said after firing her ice grenade. The frozen flesh created a temporary blockage, which was shattered by the claws of a mutated Zangoose.

'Yeah.' Leon said before signaling Bryan to reload his Gatling guns. 'You know, I would be much better, if you did not force us to go here and say hi to your pet.' He then let his gun unload a lead storm onto the Zangoose in front and the ferals behind it as well.

'Oh my gosh! Seriously! We are fighting for our lives here and you still bickering about that?'

'We wouldn't have to, if you have NOT taken us here.'

'Just give me a break here. I did not know, okay.' She launched a chain missile.

'Eh, guys.' Bryan jumped in.

'Quiet! Adults are talking!' Leon shouted.

'Don't shout at him like that!'

'Oh yeah, who's stopping me, your Axel?'

She pointed her index finger at him. 'Don't drag him into this!'

'Guys, I got something.' Bryan tried to get their attention, but the two continued to fight verbally while firing at the door non-stop. 'You guys. STOP IT!' Bryan shouted, silencing both Leon and Celeste. Bryan pushed a button on his comm device, prompting the other to do the same. Soon, they received a call from someone. 'Hello? Is anyone there?'

'Oh, yes, yes.' She answered while keeping the cycle running with Leon. 'Why didn't you answer, Bryan?'

'I'm not the one in charge, so sorry.' He said in a rather innocent tone.

'Aw, isn't that precious? Nevertheless, I have to ask though. What happen down there?' said the voice from the comm.

'Shit hitting the fan, that's what.' Leon said.

'Don't ask. Just go to the armory around the 3 and 4 intersection of the C sector. We need immediate back up. We are holding our own, but don't know for how long.'

'Roger. We are purging the D sector right now. We should be able to make our way to C sector in twenty minutes or less.'

Celeste said 'Oh, Thank you' in a rather disappointed tone.

'Just keep holding your ground. We will get to you soon.' The voice said before disconnecting.

Markov hastily rushed to a special containment room in the S section. Lazarus was not far behind. He entered the room after a series of biometric scans and found a large group of grunt and a few Foundation agents wearing large black helmets inside. They seemed oblivious to the state of emergency that was happening above.

'Mr. Voynich! Why are you here?' A female agent said.

'We need to get the Plates out now!' He shouted, uninterrupted by his usual pauses.

'Please calm down. What seem to be the problem sir? A male agent said.

Markov took a deep breath. 'There is a mole, in our base. Our intelligent told me, that they are after the plates. We need to isolate, and take them, to a safer place.'

'A mole, sir?'

'Yes, and they are attacking, us from above. The situation, is looking bleak.'

'What? How is it possible, we…'

Markov swiped his hand in disapproval. 'No time for wondering nonsense! Take the plates out now! That is an order.'

The agents in the room recoiled in shock. However, they saluted him. 'Sir, yes sir!' Without hesitation Markov headed to the computer in the center of the room. He typed the keyboard furiously with his crooked fingers. Series of texts and codes appeared on the holographic screen, soon followed by a hub that said "Unlocking the containers". The agents in the room surrounded Markov and the central computer. The female agent signaled the others to activate hidden switches on the floor. Once Markov finished with the codes, pedestals with bio-signature scanners rose up from the floor. Markov, along with the seven agents commenced the scan in sync. Once all the procedures were completed, the walls in the room opened up and revealed ten large cylinder containers. Seven of which were lit up with special light. The agents took out the lit containers and placed them on the ground. Loud clanks echoed through the sectors as the heavy casing touched the floor. 'Good, all of you, go with me.' The female agent told the grunts. They did not salute her, just simply formed in line, waiting for the agents to carry the containers. Markov let out a sinister smile and snapped his fingers. 'Mr Voynich, what else do you inquire?' He held his hand together and concentrated. The Grunt and the agents immediately held their head in agony. Their scream of pain echoed through the empty corridors of the S sector. In one abrupt instance, the screams were silenced.

Markov's back lit up in the shine of the Mind plate. The image of an old and crooked Markov disappeared and replaced by a younger, standing up straight, Bandit King. One his back were the Mind plate and his scepter.

The Lazarus behind him looked down at the blood and brain matter covered floor. The imposter shook his head lightly.

'Do you really need to do that? So messy and unnecessary.'

'I never like, these brutes. So mindless and dull. I would be fine, without them.' He took out his staff and pointed it toward the containers.

The Delphox clapped. 'Oh. Good for you.' Now you have to carry these things on your own.'

'What are you implying by that?' He lifted the staff, covered the containers with his psychic glow, but the containers remained on the ground.

The Lazarus imposter snickered and stretched his arms. 'The gravity lock on that thing is a nuisance, isn't? Those things can only be carrying by a Foundation agent. DNA and all that jazz.'

The King turned around and faced the Delphox. 'How come you never tell me that?'

The fire type just shrugged his shoulders and said. 'You just ask for how to hack into the place, take over it. Never said anything about carrying the plates out so I don't feel like telling. Beside I suggested you not to kill them, didn't I?'

'Agh' The King tried to concentrate on the plates' containers and they took forever to take off.

'Have fun with that, my friend.' The Delphox patted his shoulder.

'You, I swear to god, I will kill you.'

The Fake Lazarus let another smirk escaped his fox snout. 'Keep thinking like that and I will never die. Haha. Weird thought isn't it. Randomness aside, I suggest you move faster. I got a feeling this place is about to be habited by something other than corpses and us.'

The King was then felt the disconnection between him and his clone. The feeling of disconnection was not a pleasant one. It was similar to being stab in the chest with a thick metal stake. 'Argh, my clone, it dead.'

'Yes, and something tell me that those who killed it are looking for you.'

The King did not need the knowledge of his companion to know who that was. The last share of returned memory is enough. The King closed his eyes and commanded the remaining clone of him to clear the area from above.

Back at the central area at the Square, the King's clone and the bandits were wreaking havoc. It was launching Psychic Orbs all over the area. Let out a taunting laugh every time a structure collapsed on someone. Behind the fallen structure, many agents were being pinned down. They had to rely on the broken barricades for shelter against the relentless attacks from the bandits. The clone was charging two Psychic orbs in his hand. Beside him were the Machamp with four machine guns and a dark cloud with the head of the Zoaroak poked out. A few Nuzleaf bandits were behind them.

The clone raised his voice. 'What seem to be the matter? You agents spread destruction, cleansing everything and everyone you see. What happened to you? Why are you huddling up like cowards? Hahaha.' An Ampharos poked out and fired her assault rifle at the Nuzleaf. She was soon ravaged by the Machamp's assault rifle fire. 'Such foolishness, from a group of soulless pawns.' He said before throwing both Psychic orbs at the agents that were trying to get the newly wounded agent out. The orbs exploded and buried the agents in dust.

The clone stared into the distance for a moment; he had received command from the host. It was time for him to back up the King. He looked down at the Machamp and the Zoaroak. 'I have to leave, these trash are all yours. Return when you are finish.' Both nodded. The Machamp reloaded his guns while the Zoaroak generated a dark aura mist around him. The mist the focus and moved around the rubbles. Once the black air reached the hiding agents, the Zoaroak head said, "There". The Machamp turned to the agents' location and used the speaker on his chest to blast a thunderous sound. The first wave of sound blasted away a chunk of rubble off. The Machamp took a steadier stance and fired another soundwave blast. A large ice wall rose from the ground and bounced the sound wave back at the sender, pushing the fighting type to the clone's feet. A handful of ice shards then flew straight into the Nuzleafs' heads; eliminated them on the spot. Saw the minions on the ground, the clone turned back. 'What was that?'

Razor sharp ice shards then flew toward the clone at bullets speed. He raised a psychic barrier and stopped all the shards in their path. A metal sole then impacted the barrier and shattered all the shards into shining dust. Another sole than slammed through the barrier and crushed the clone ribcage. He landed on the ground with a dull thud. After the quick hit, the unseen agents swiftly ran back to a pile of rubble in a black blur. The clone got up in a strange jerking motion and shouted in a broken tone. 'Shred her to bit.' Not knowing who "her" was, the Zoaroak assumed it the agent who had just entered the scene. He turned his black mist into sharp tendrils form and launched it at the rubble the new agent had just run into. However, before the mist could reach half way there, the agent sprinted out of cover.

"Her" was the Weavile with the black jumpsuit and twin large metal claws. Her red eyes were drenched in murderous intend. The Zoaroak manipulated his mist into tendrils and launched chunks of them at her. With swift, she ran by, jumped over, and in short evaded them all. 'She dodged everything. That's impossible!' The Zoaroak cried out. The Machamp recovered from the bounced back attack and fired his guns at her. The Weavile ran to the side. Her speed was quicker than the Machamp and his assault rifles. She then channeled cool air around her body and created several more ice shards. Given the Machamp no time to think she threw all the shards at him. The ice chunks jammed into the muzzles and broke apart the speaker on the Machamp chest. In a split second, the fighting type saw the giant metal claw cut right through the devices on his chest. In that slit second, he experienced unbearable pain as the claw stuck into his organs. With a forceful kick, she separated her claw with the Machamp's body. The blade drew out a large quantity of blood from him. Her weapons had tasted blood, they were demanding more and she knew just who would satisfy their needs. She turned to the one responsible for all this destruction. However, the King's clone had charged up a Focus Blast orb and launched it at the ground beneath her feet. She dodged to the side, but could not escape the concussion caused by shockwave.

She lay on her stomach afterward. The clone slowly walked toward her and stepped on her back. 'Valiant effort but it does not change anything.' He said and laughed maniacally.

She panted for a moment and said. 'You are wrong.'

The clone stomped harder on her. 'How amusing, tell me, in what regards?'

'You think we just cleanse everything we see? No, we just cleanse scums like you.' The Weavile agent laughed sarcastically. 'You think with powers and brutality, that means you are better than us? That it give you the right to preach us like children?' The clone gritted its teeth. 'No, you are nothing but filth that this world left behind. And now, you are just throwing a tantrum because you don't accept your fate, or do anything with it. You dare trying to guilt us and judge us while murdering us?' The clone took a bit of force off her back and immediately applied stronger pressure on it. She grunted and continued laughing. 'It would be better if you just shut up and kill us like the mindless criminal that you are. Don't try to put yourself above us. For you will never be. Cowards, pawns, us? We are those that are brave enough to admit the faults within the world and ourselves and we fix them. You, you are just a spoiled brat whose biggest asset is his power. And all you do is crying and whining. We will always be better than you because of it.' Her words reached all the way to the real King under the Square. They had had touched something deep within him, something that he hated and resented with a passion. The Weavile continued laughing. 'So please, stop preaching us and get on with it.'

'Oh, I will. I will, all right.' The clone had received order from the King-Kill this Weavile slowly and painfully. He raised his scepter high and aimed the tip at her shoulder. 'You know what else you got wrong?' She said. 'The thought that you have the upper hand.'

The ground beneath the clone vibrated violently, made him hesitated to bring down the scepter. He looked back and saw the ground burst open by two gigantic maws. The figure under the two maws was Gwendolyn. Her fancy dress was now red battle armor with Genesis's color scheme. She threw something at the clone-a long kunai knife. The clone's psychic barrier caught it. However, before the clone could retaliate, the knife let lose a dark and ominous aura that seemingly melted the clone's barrier. Both the clone and the host have no clue what had just happened. As soon as the knife dropped to the ground, Gwendolyn pulled out a long and mental-tipped whip, with speed that surpassed someone her age. Faster than the clone could react, the tip moved to his back and smashed several bones with a blunt attack. The attack severed both hands and dropped the scepter on the Weavile's back. Gwendolyn with finesse and strength winded up the whip and immediately used it to cut the clone's body right in half. Its blood splashed onto the Weavile.

The Zoaroak immediately approached Gwendolyn in his mist form. Gwen just retracted the whip and started spinning it in front of her. The wind from the whip fanned away the dark mist and kept the mist tendrils away. Her left hand glowed in bright. 'Dazzling Gleam' she struck her hand out and blasted away the Zoaroark with a signing light. After recovering from the attack, the Dark type saw the other agents began to get away from hiding. If there is a moment for them to retreat, then it was now. The Zoaroak used Night daze, making the area turn pitch black. With the attack masked his escape, he immediately grabbed the Machamp in his mist forms and got away.

'Are you okay, dear?' Gwendolyn said as she offered the Weavile agent her hand. The agent refused and stood up on her own. The Weavile said: 'That was not necessary of you, but, thank you.'

'Of course that is what we agents supposed to do.' All the other agents then started cheering for both of them. Gwendolyn shifted her attention and announced. 'Do not celebrate just yet! The enemies are still here, be on your toes and eradicate them all!'

'Yes, madam' all the agent responded with their weapons rose while the Weavile had a closer look at the remains of the clone. His eyes turned black as the Weavile smashed his head with her oversize claw.

Axel was holding the key and used its hologram map as a guideline. They stopped at a checkpoint. All the engineers stationed there was nowhere to be found. 'I got a bad feeling about this. Axel said as he plugged the key to a device on the checkpoint. Catherine just nodded and stood in front of the door. The elevator behind the checkpoint responded and opened for them. The wall within the elevator changed its color into red. Axel retreated the key and both stepped in the elevator. They went though a long waiting time in the cramp elevator. The sound of screaming, gunfire and beast roar echoed as they went down deeper and deeper. They finally reached the S sector, as the computer voice announced. Once the door opened, what they found were headless bodies laid around the dimly lit hallway. Pool of blood, brain matter and leftover skulls pieces of unfortunate agents were all over the floor.

Catherine gasped in disgust. 'What the fuck happened here?'

Axel knelled down and inspected one of the bodies. 'No bullet wound, it looks like, like, like, they were exploded from the inside.'

'That is fucked-up!'

'Who would do that?'

'Could. These bandits would do the same to us if they have the power. And who got all the power.'

It did not take Axel long before he said. 'So the King must be around this time. Well, you can handle him right?' He gave her a nervous smile.

'I don't know. Last time was just a part of him.'

'Okay, not as assuring as I hope.' He plugged the key to the elevator panel and activated the lock. The elevator's lights off completely. Axel took a deep breath before shoving the key into his jacket's pocket.

'You look nervous, what's wrong?' Catherine asked.

'This King could have kill Celeste and me through head explosions. And he decided to toy with us. Don't know if I should feel lucky or disturb. But certainly uneasy.'

'Here, let me fix that for you, feel pissed off.' She poinred at him.

Axel let out a genuine smile. 'How typical of you. But I guess it works.'

'Good, now that you all balled up, what's the plan? Cause I don't know how to prevent head explosions.'

'Damn, I was hoping to ask you the same. Okay, let's find some plans for countering while going through the vents.' Axel proceeded to opened up a nearby vent and got in.

'Seriously?'

'Or you prefer a cardboard box.' His voice seemed lighter and more like himself now.

'Pokémon are dying, focus.'

'So you want to parade around with a psychic murderer? Would not help much if you die yourself.'

'Fine, move over. Swear to god if that tail of your slap me. I will kill you.'

The King froze in terror. 'My other clone had just died.'

'Well, that is unfortunate. You should have listened to me.'

The King then used his own communicator. 'This is the King, calling all Bandit Knights, we need to speed up the process.'

'I wouldn't do that if I were you.' The Delphox wagged his finger. With an annoyed look, the King said. 'Retreat, now.' The King stomped his feet in frustration.

'Now, now, don't be that way. You are about to get the power you always wanted. Now don't fret and move these containers out.'

The King then spent quite some time to adjust the containers and move them through a tight corridor. 'Why is everything, so small in this place?'

'Well, they have thought of situation like this. I told you. You shouldn't have killed those grunts.'

'I would if you had given me a warning.'

'I do suggestions, not warnings. And I suggest you to be careful in the next few steps.' The Delphox say before walking backward.

'What, where are you going?'

'I have some other places to go. I will be seeing you.'

The King turned to his original path. The corridor's end was close. He walked passed it and enter the intersection. He stopped to consider the Delphox's words. "Nothing but darkness" he thought. A clanking sound then came toward him.

From the dark shadow beyond the next corridor, came a burst of flame. The King's barrier blocked it, as expected. The clanking sound got more rapid; from the darkness, Nate appeared. He lunged himself at the King, in his hand was a katana with part of a pistol for the hilt. Around his abdomen was a belt that generated a blue aura around him. The King dropped the Plates' containers, and raised his palm. He concentrated on lifting the hybrid up and make his head explode, but Nate still advanced forward with steadfast determination. This caught the King off guard and dodged to the left, escaping a forward slash from Nate. The tip bypassed the invisible psychic barrier and cut the King's cheek. Nate landed and immediately swung his blade to his right.

He felt a powerful vibration and heard a loud clank. The King had blocked his attack with his scepter. Used his psychic power, the King removed the three orbs on it. He showed Nate a twisted grin before forcefully pushed his scepter forward. Nate was stunned, but he instantly retaliated with another vertical slash. The King intercepted the second blow with his scepter. He moved his wrist and Nate's blade was no longer blocking his view. He said. 'Oh look, isn't it the traitor? Judging from the fact, you are not in pieces; that means he allowed you, to become his pawn. Hehehe I am not surprised.'

Nate put more force into his weapon, but he could not feel his blade. The King just smiled. 'How amusing that you think you could stand against me.' Nate's blade cracked the scepter. A metallic gleam escaped from the cracks. The King pushed Nate back and slammed the scepter tip at the floor. The scepter broke open from the impact.

It was not the scepter that was broken, but rather the outer shell of it. The impact left behind the blade of a rapier, while the broken pieces fell to the floor. The King took a quick step back and got himself in a fencing stance. Then he gestured Nate to battle him. The fire type charged forward.

They crossed blades. Nate started with his vicious sword strikes. All however, was rendered ineffective as the King's thin blade miraculously managed to absorb blow after blow. Losing patience, Nate used his left hand to slash the King with a fire claws strike. Anticipated the obvious attack, the King teleported back and separated from Nate. Nate's claws missed and threw him off balance for a moment. The King then teleported forward and left a deep cut on Nate's arm at rapid speed. He kept taunting Nate with his laugh, all while teleporting back and avoiding Nate's attack. Nate, feeling the burning pain and tired of being played, slashed both his flame infused claw and sword in a frenzy.

In a split second, the sword in his hand stopped moving. He looked to his right and saw his blade was bind by the King's rapier, around the thin blade was purple psychic glow. With a flick of his wrist, Nate's blade snapped off. The impact staggered Nate and gave the King the chance to wrap his hand around the opponent's neck. He squeezed tight and forced Nate to turn the fire on his palm off. 'Like I said, how amusing. What is that surprised, look on your mongrel face? I have the technique of the Sword Surgeon. I can hold my own, against low life parasites like you. You think everyone is supposed to be afraid of you and your kind? The devastation cause by your barbaric race would be nothing compare to things to come.'

Once Nate's eyes began to collapse, the King threw the hybrid down at ground and stomped on his chest. He then put the tip of his rapier on Nate's neck. 'Feeling the cool steel along your tainted vein? I will give you the honor of being executed just like my pet.' He dug the blade in to his neck, enough to draw blood, but not immediately lethal. Nate nervous pulse vibrated the tip of the rapier and gushed more blood out. 'I gave it all the things it would need, but still, in the end, it bit me, ran away and mated. Suffice to say it received what it deserved. And you shall have yours.' The King took out his blade out of Nate's neck. He held it sideway and charged a thick layer of bright psychic glow along the rapier. 'Psycho cut.' He swirled his blade, but before it could come down. A bullet impacted his blade, a sniper round. The King was stunned, until he saw some light at the corridor to his right. 'Huh. Oh, I see.'

From the source of the bullet, Markov yelled. 'Return fire.' Lazarus, who was beside him, did not respond and just pull the trigger. This time, the King saw the on coming bullet and split it in half with his blade. The bandit leader raised his hand. He used his psychic hold on them but yielded no effect for both were wearing the same belts as Nate's. Lazarus fired another round from his sniper rifle. The King used psychic to catch and sent the bullet straight back to Lazarus's sniper rifle. The projectile went in the muzzle and exploded the rifle's base. Lazarus was knocked down.

'I see. I wonder if you were trying to save this incest or he is just a decoy. Well, things will end here, father.' The King levitated sharp pieces of Nate's broken blade and aimed it at Markov. Markov just ran away, without a look at his most trusted disciple and chief minion.

The King accelerated the pieces with his Psychic and flung them at Markov. Catherine appeared in front of them and stopped them with her Barrier glass. Catherine shattered the Barrier and used them as projectiles against the King. The King casually used Nate's body as a meat shield to block the attack. Catherine had to deconstructed the glass before they could do any harm.

After tossing Nate's body to the side, he pointed at Catherine. 'You!' The King said before launched a Psybeam at her. She teleported away from the attack and shout, 'Fuck him up!' Catherine signaled Axel to dash forward with his blade. To ensure to kill of such dangerous target, Catherine called out her aura and charged toward the King. As she about to let her battle cry escape, the King turned around. His speed was much faster than the eye can see. Axel jumped and prepared to slice the Alakazam in half. The King swiftly moved his weapon. The rapier followed his command and broke Axel digital fabricated blade into pieces of glimmering crystal. He then immediately punched Axel's abdomen with his other hand, made the Snivy let out a whimpering grunt.

The sight of Axel being suckerpunched like that made Catherine stump for a milisecond, but the voice inside her reassure her of the abilities and forced her to stick with the plan. 'Mind lock' The King whispered, with his back still turned at Catherine. The mind plate on his back shone brighter than ever. The malevolent voice was silenced as Catherine feel a powerful vice on her neck.

'Hehe, you think I am crazy enough, to keep someone like Cain around, without a purpose?' Before she could realize what he meant, the force on her neck lifted her up and brought her closer to the King. She could not express her disbelief through words, just the sound when she struggle to breathe with a clamped windpipe. The King moved his index finger and brought Catherine closer.

'Hum, and I was dying to meet you. Such a disappointment. I guess Cain had spoiled me a little. Still, it is quite foolish yet courageous of you to face me head on like this.' He scanned her. 'So, you are a Keeper, just like him. Too bad, I could have keep you, if not for having a much stronger guard dog, or monkey.' He stabbed the tip of the rapier into her chest. 'Next time, we will see each other in hell.' He then dropped her on the floor and slid the rapier out. The blade had a thin and shining coat of blood 'And I will enjoy torturing you, when that moment comes.' She lied on the cold floor and struggled to breathe with a heavy pain in her chest. That brought back memory in her, terrible memory. She could not hear much afterward; beside the disgusting sound of her breathing.

He turned to Axel. 'Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you again. Axel isn't it. My father has a lot of plans in store for you. But for now, I want you to help me with this.' He used his psychic to extended Axel's vine and sewed it along the containers of the plates. And with the present of his DNA, the containers cooperated and became lighter. He looked around and saw Markov had gone. Without the ability to locate him, it would be a waste of time, he thought. With screaming of the bandits above, telling that the agents are gaining back their ground, he decided it was best to return. He floated by Catherine's vision and moved back to an elevator. Noticed that it was locked down, lifted his hand up. He used the heavy containers to punch a hole on the elevator ceiling and got himself out. With that, he floated upward until he faced the hole that he and his bandits had created a few days back.

At the surface of the base

The gigantic hatch that was usually covered by a veil of holographic images was now nothing but smoke, craters and debris of a few Killian helicopters scatter over the hatch. Hovering above it were a dozen of bandit-made flying vehicles. All of them buzzing around the hatch, like a swarm of fly around a large, open wound. The pilots within them received a transmission from within the base and began to charge up their cannons. Their target was the middle section of the hatch.

From the wreckage of one Killian helicopter, a small figure crawled his way out. It was Rave, this time covering in sticky white foam. 'Holy crap, I'm alive. Thank you mysterious jizz foam.' He slowly got away from the helicopter and saw the cannons half way charged. Noticed that the attack was far from over, He stay close to the ground, wondering if they could see a Charmelon like marshmallow in the field of smoke, ashes and craters.

The cannons let it all out. The impact made by the shots made the earth trembled and deafened Rave. He covered his ears and stay still. Once the cannons seized firing and the smoke from the new hole began to rise, two figures along with seven containers escaped the hatch. They then flew toward one of the helicopters. A few second later, a handful of bandits got out of the hole and joined the helicopters. Just as sudden as their arrival, the helicopters flew up and disappeared in a flash of purple light, left behind nothing but devastation.

Catherine woke up in the medical wing, with a lingering pain in her chest. She opened her eyes and saw everything in a blur. He head and body felt numb and weak. How long had she been out, she thought. She could hear the sound of music beside her. She turned her head or at least her vision to her left. A large chunk of green and a part of the desk could be seen. With effort, she turned to the other direction and found a large orange and bulky Pokémon. She did not need her full vision to know who that was.

'Hey, looks who finally awake. How ya doing?' Rick said. She wished to say something to him, but she could still feel something blocking her throats. She could not do much but cough. 'Hey, don't have to answer. And don't try too hard. The bruise is still there, gonna need some work with that. Just try to relax for now.'

Denied his suggestion, she tried to sit up right. Rick, immediately support her with his left arm. 'Hey be careful, you gonna mess up your internal organ or some crap.' Once up right, Catherine felt it easier to breath. She gestured Rick to give her something to communicate, Rick gave her crystal device and told her to type in it. After a few seconds, she gave it back to him. The words read. 'What happened? Where is everybody?'

'Eh, that is a tough one to wrap up. You might wanna narrow it down.'

'Why am I here?'

'Well, don't know if you know or remember it but, the base was under attack.'

'I remember. When did it happen?'

'Six days ago.' With little energy she had, Catherine tried to opened her eyes wide.

'What kind of injury do I have?'

'Eh, don't have technical term but basically the king's blade stab through your chest, nearly touch the heart and dug into one of your lungs. With you were being choked before, your brain had not receive oxygen or something for a short while. Lucky that Markov came just in time and prevented you from being brain dead.'

The thought of being so close to death shook her in the bones. 'Markov saved me?'

'Yeah, how the hell did you get to the S sector anyway? That and go toe to toe with the King, lucky that Essal's best doctor was there to help you.'

"So the one that I saved was Markov?" Catherine thought to herself while looking down.

'Yeah, did you come up with something? What are ya thinking?'

'No. I remember something the King said that bothered me. It slipped my mind now.'

'It would come back eventually. So, if you need anything else, just type. I am pretty much your nurse for today.'

Her sarcastic mindset wanted her to request something that would take all the numbness in her body away. Or at least, removed the ugly tubes that connected to her arms, stomach and something in between her legs. But, she put her focus up at the important things.

'Why? Where is Mercy?'

'She is taking care of patients in serious conditions. She been watching you all day yesterday, but as soon as you began to recover, she move on to another. Busy week for all doctor and nurses, I guess.'

'How many did we lose?'

'About that, don't want to go into details, but it was pretty bad. Gamma base was a mess, and the casualty had driven everyone nuts. Now they all want to take revenge on the King and search for him everywhere. Genesis is pretty upset too. He talking about a proper funeral after getting rid of the bandit King. Never seen he put a ceremony after well, eradication.'

'Let the body decay?'

'Nope, he wanted them to rest in peace before anything else. We got good stasis tech, nothing is gonna rot before we get the head of that son of a bitch home.'

Catherine remembered something. 'What about Axel, where is him? Did he?'

'No, he is still alive, I think.'

'You think?'

'The King took him away, so it's kinda hard to tell.'

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