Plasma Corps. Ch. 2
Obsidian and Crimson drove through the Castelia City suburbs as they went to the Resistance meeting, they decided not to leave Dex, but also to leave him off, telling their adopted mother and father that they were visiting some friends, namely Scarlett Hiru, and her younger brother, Purple.
In a way to avoid an awkward silence, Obsidian turned on his truck's radio, but Crimson quickly turned it back off.
"What the hell'd you do that for?" Obsidian asked.
"I'd rather not go deaf listening to you blast 'The Greatest Hits of Mullet Rock' you really need to update your music bro." Crimson sighed.
"House rules, Crimmy, driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake-hole." Obsidian said as he turned into a gas station. "You hungry?" He asked as he got out of the black dually.
"Yeah, hey! See if they have bacon jerky." Crimson called after him, his brother flashed him a thumbs-up as he went in. A few minutes later, Crimson saw him walk out chatting with a guy about 6'1", wearing a leather jacket and carrying a bag of snacks similar to the one Obsidian was carrying. They parted ways with a bro-hug and the unknown guy got into a black older muscle car that was in near mint condition for being near 60 years old.
"Who was that and more importantly, did you get my jerky?" Crimson asked as Obsidian got into the truck. He handed Crimson his favorite food.
"An old friend of mine, we met a few years ago on a hunting trip." Obsidian responded as he pulled out of the parking lot and drove towards Route 4.
As they drove up to the abandoned Desert Resort, Crimson saw a large cave and pointed.
"Think this is the right place?" He asked as He and Obsidian walked into the entrance, but Obsidian didnt say anything and gaped at what they saw, it surprised them: Humans and Pokemon were sitting down and relaxing in the surprisingly well-furnished cave that had been definitely used for a while.
"Who the hell are you?!" A gruff voice said from behind them, it was Red himself, but he looked older than the Red from the transmission, this Red had more scars and seemed more hardened. At their blank stares he asked again, "Who the hell are you and why are you here?"
"We got your transmission and wanted to help free Unova." Obsidian stated staring Red down, he pulled out Dex, and Red's eyes lit up and his demeanor changed to slightly more friendly.
"Well, you can say that but you have to prove it first, I have a task for you two."
'Dear Arceus, we're fucked!' Crimson thought as his brother continued to stare eye-to-eye with a man who had lived outside of the law for at least 25 years, and has definitely killed people, if only soldiers
"I'm certain my brother and I can handle it," Obsidian seemed way to confident in their abilities.
"We'll see about that, if you truly want to be part of the Resistance, you'll have to have training, namely, our splinter cell of the Plasma Corps." Red told the two brothers, Crimson looked up.
"You mean the most elite branch of military Unova has, THAT Plasma Corps.? The soldiers who train to withstand the most excruciating torture known to man, THAT Plasma Corps? The-" He asked.
"The military branch you've always wanted to serve in any way, Crim, yes THAT Plasma Corps." Obsidian interjected.
"Yes that Plasma Corps, we have almost half the Corps. infiltrated with our double agents, and you two are going to enlist." Red informed them.
"Will I have to cut my hair?" Obsidian asked. Red shook his head.
"No the Corps. doesn't require that, it's only recommended." The man responded.
Obsidian smiled a little, "Well thank Arceus for that!"
A/n: I put a little bit of reference to another brotherly pair, one of whom made an appearance. Anyways, Calem and Touko are now taken. Nightmares and horrors delight!