Serpent: So what's new this time? You sound... a little excited?
StylishDescent: I've a surprise for you actually, you're gonna like it!
Riley: For who?
Crimson: Us?
StylishDescent: You'll find out. Oh, while you guys are still around-
*Every OC gets out of the room*
StylishDescent: *Sigh* I do not own Pokemon except my two OCs, Serpent and WeaponPyscho.
Serpent: *Comes in after reading the above line* Wait what do you mean by two OCs?!
Chapter 4: Of Friends and Foes
[2 hours before Crimson vs Serpent]
General Randall finally ("fucking finally!", in his words) managed to sent out a trio of Neo-hunters (who happen to be free then) and 3 squads,Gladiator 1-3, Hercules 6-1 and Ares 4-6, after taking a long while to get accurate information (now you know why Randall said fucking finally). Each Neo-hunter was supposed to take one squad,he didn't care which for that matter, scour the entire area where Spartan 3-1 (from chapter 2 filler) had reported that Crusader 2-2 went dark. Took the Spartan 3-1 an hour to find an accurate trace of Nature Serpent, and reconfirm that it is really the test subject.
[Before our protagonists noticed them]
"Foreign heat signatures present, permission to go hot?"
"Permission granted, take those fucking things down and out for the count."
"Yes Sir!"
Serpent's POV
Standing in front of us, are three Neo-hunters with about 90+ soldiers and 6 attack helicopters. Obviously it doesn't seem too good for us, maybe it's time to put that training into good use. "How about you fucks just go knees on the line and we'll pop your brains out with one shot? Makes every one of our lives easier." One of the Neo-hunters taunted us, before vines come out of both of his arms. The other two also revealed their moves : one had Pidgeot wings who then took off into the air, the other had his arms raised and produced a coat of pyschic power around his body. As for the remaining lot, the troops readied their weapons and the helicopters locked their attack systems on all of us, all of the bastards wanting to go trigger-happy on us.
"Serpent, Riley, each of us will handle one squad of 30 men, 2 helis and 1 Neo-hunter, Serpent should go against the Vine-whip one, Riley against the pyschic type and me against the flying type." Crimson told his plan."I know I am disadvantaged here, but once Serpent gains the Vine-whip via Bio-leech, we should have no problems against them."
"What if that's a one time only?" I tried to reason."I don't like using that damn move and I don't know if I can replicate the results."
"Just trust your own powers,"Riley told me."We've got some hope if that works. If it doesn't, we'll improvise."
"Okay then, let's unleash hell!" I shouted and we charged towards them. 'There's gonna be a lot of blood to spill today.'
3rd Person's POV
A young woman stood on top of a branch, watching the fight start and started recording the battle about to start. She sighed, she was supposed to be courier, and now she was stuck here to watch and record. The only upside, at least in her mind, was the great pay, regardless of outcome. Deadwatch surely knew how to persuade her and just about any person. Problem was that the guy who employed her for her skills was a grumpy general whose only job was only ranting orders at his subordinates."No matter, I've taken the job, I'll finish it and walk home with the paycheck. That is, if I do not get myself killed trying to do so."
Serpent vs Gladiator 1-3
Serpent charged towards the squad where the Vine-whip Neo-hunter was standing in front of, the whole squad going nuts with their guns. All of it was futile since Serpent had his Leaf Shield (A/N : I'll just call it Leaf Shield for simplicity's sake) on to guard every single bullet fired at him. The only things that managed to nearly pierce or blast through were the rockets fired from rocket laucher wielding Deadwatch soldiers, rounds fired mini-guns attached to each of the attack helicopters and missiles fired by the then, the attacks that managed to blast through did not scath Serpent as he Leaf Storm Teleports (the sub move of Leaf Storm where he breaks himself into leaves and charges towards or "teleports" away from enemies by reforming in different areas) towards the soldiers before the Servine hybrid fired a Leaf Storm at the attack one of which managed to move just out of the way, the other was not as lucky, the leaves slicing into the cockpit and through the pilot, causing it to crash as the pilot lost control (probably since he was hit and disoriented or he was struggling futilely to control thanks to his injuries).
"Come on! That all you got?" Serpent taunted before he was forced to focus on the Vine-whip Neo-hunter, the latter had managed to use his vines to whip Serpent continously. "Damn his things are longer than- hang on... that sounded kinda like a sex joke." The vine-whip Neo-hunter quickly constrict Serpent tightly, obviously not wanting to let him go easily. There's a bounty on his head. "Open fire on this son of a bitch!" the Neo-hunter ordered the command and every one fired at the Servine-hybrid. Serpent's body was hit from all sides by ammo of all sorts, and collapsed onto the ground as the Neo-hunter retracted his vines. Smirking at a job well done, he turned around, wanting to tell his squad to help, only to be punched in the face by a supposedly "dead" Serpent. The Neo-hunter landed fairly close to the bullet-ridden "corpse" of Serpent, which broke into leaves. In a desperate attempt to repeat the same trick and kill the New Descent test subject, he used his both of his vine-whips to whip (which managed to hit Serpent and stun him slightly) before trying to constrict him once more. This time, Serpent reacted fast enough and grabbed the vines while they were in mid-air and slammed the Neo-hunter into the ground with a downwards over-head swing.
Struggling to get up, the Neo-hunter tried to crawl away from the test subject he was to watched helplessly as Serpent grabbed his uniform by the collar and asked,"Any last words?" The Neo-hunter wanted to beg him for mercy but only managed to sputter out some incoherent words. "That will do." was all he heard before Serpent thrusted his palm and bio-leeched him. Screams of pain echoed in the forest as the tendrils leeched out his biomass. Serpent sighed,he knew he should accept that power as his own but that move still freaked him out a lot. Again, like the previous Neo-hunter (from Chapter 2), the tendrils retracted back into his body forcefully and the hybrid dropped the barely alive Neo-hunter. This time instead of feeling pressure in his arms like when he first used Leaf Storm, the pressure seemed to come from his yellow collar. Vines were summoned out and merged into his right arm. Serpent swung his whip for a right arm at the already broken Neo-hunter, the powerful impact putting the poor soul out of his misery.
"Now then, let's see how you bastards escape from me now!" Turning his attention at the remaining soldiers, Serpent smirked rather sadistically at the understandably frightened soldiers. "Quick! Fucking shoot it befor-" was the only thing that the squad second-in-command managed blurt out as he and many of his comrades were swept and killed by the force of Serpent's newly acquired Vine-whip instantly (the speed at which he swung his whip added to the already high damage). After 3 sweeps, all of the ground squad were killed (the hybrid did a fourth to make sure) and Serpent focused on the helicopter, its pilot locking on. Another set of vines were summoned out and this time merged with his left arm, a grappling hook like appendage at where the hand would be. Out of sheer instinct, Serpent aimed and swung at the helicopter. Surprisingly, the arm extended itself and struck through the helicopter, destroying it. To Serpent, his left arm extending felt weird, but at the same time... right... as if it were supposed to do that along. 'Shit, that takes care of those fucking things and far ranged enemies quickly'.
Done with his fight, Serpent quickly joined his friends' fight, this time with a new weapon against his enemies.
Riley vs Hercules 6-1
"For a guy, you look weaker than I thought you would!" The pyschic-using Neo-hunter taunted Riley. She fumed, why does everyone keep thinking that she's a guy?! "Dammit gender blind freak! I am a girl! Can't you fucking see that?!" Shouting, she materialised her claws and fired a Dark Pulse at the Neo-hunter, only for him to teleport himself out of the way. However, this meant some of his subordinates ,the rest of Hercules 6-1 not having the former's moves, were caught in the beam of dark energy meant for the Neo-hunter, dying instantly. In response, the remaining soldiers and the helicopters retaliated by using everything in their arsenal and without showing any sign of stopping at the Houndour hybrid. If one thing Riley's thankful for, it's her body's resistance and endurance. Even then it hurts like hell having to tank the damage inflicted by the bullets, the only things she can dodge are missiles and rockets. Charging ahead, Riley slashed the Deadwatch soldiers into gory pieces with her claws, leaving a trail of blood on the soil.
Before she managed to slice another Deadwatch soldier, pyschic energy surrounded her and threw her away like a rag doll, slamming her body into a tree. Her eyes now closed, seemingly unconscious.
The pyschic-type Neo-hunter had a grin on his face as he walked towards Riley's body, a pistol in his right hand. He was never the type into using the technologically-advanced guns carried by the soldiers, and a pistol bullet to the head should do the trick and kill her instanteously. 'She should feel lucky, I'm not like the others who like torturing their victims,much.' the Neo-hunter thought as he got close enough to make sure that he would not miss Riley's head.
"Is that all you got?" The Neo-hunter's eyes widened as Riley thrusted her arms forwards and fired a Shadow Ball to his chest point-blank. The dark orb sent the Neo-hunter a few feet away, into a small group of the remaining Hercules 6-1s before exploding. At the same time, she aimed and fired two Dark Pulses, one each per helicopter, putting them out of commission with a back to the now cleared explosion, she smirked as she saw that the Neo-hunter had some of his combat armor badly damaged and himself bleeding profusely from all that damage. Gritting his teeth in rage and concentration, the Neo-hunter gave no quarter to Riley and fired a Psy-beam at the Houndour-hybrid, knocking her off her feet. Before Riley managed to get up, the Neo-hunter teleported in front of her, pinning her down and pointing his pistol to her head. "Don't you dare fuck around with Deadwatch, you hear me bitch?!" Riley closed her eyes, preparing for the worse as the pistol's safety was turned off. 'Sorry guys, I just can't...'
A scream echoed through the air. Riley opened her eyes as the Pyschic Neo-hunter looked at the source of the scream, shocked when he saw his fellow Neo-hunter get leeched then have his own moves used against him. 'Thanks for the distraction Serpent, I owe you one there.' Riley swung her claw at the distracted Neo-hunter, cutting his arm clean off the elbow. The Neo-hunter screamed out in pain, clutching the bleeding stump just above the dismembered part. This proved to be a fatal mistake as Riley set the good arm on fire with a Fire Fang. Flailing his remaining arm wildly, the Neo-hunter tried to put out the fire desperately before realising he could use his pyschic abilities to put it out. Just as he did so, Riley's bloody claws were at his neck. "Idiot, never lose your concentration in battle, you will come to regret it." With that,the Houndour-hybrid decapitated the Neo-hunter, the latter's body fell backwards as blood gushed out like a bloody fountain through where the head formerly was.
Turning around she saw Serpent finishing off whatever remains of her enemy squad with just his Vine-whip. 'Well, guess that means the tides have turned.'
Crimson vs Ares 4-6
'Why the hell did I say I'll fight the fucking flying-type?' Crimson thought to himself, as he beat one of the Deadwatch soldiers with his bare hands to death. He had the worst match-up, one fight ing/steel dual-type hybrid against two helis and a flying-type Neo-hunter was not exactly giving him any advantage. That and he had to deal with about 30 soldiers. Taking the beaten-to-a-pulp'd soldier's M16, he fired at his enemies, mainly the helis, since they were the ones giving him hell if they keep staying in the battlefield. The Lucario-hybrid just held the trigger, bullets flying towards a helicopter and at most denting the armor. *click click* The gun's empty after 30 seconds of just holding the trigger. 'Seriously? That's all the ammo on tha-' Crimson never finished that thought as he evaded a Air Cutter from the flying Neo-hunter.
"Come on, just give up already! You'll never going to beat us! I have type advantage, and we outnumber and outgun you!" taunted the flying-type Neo-hunter. If it's one thing Crimson will not think about, it's giving up. Using the butt of the empty rifle , Crimson bashed another soldier's skull;this one having a homing rocket laucher, killing him instantly thanks to his strength before picking the rocket laucher up. Aiming at one of the copters, Crimson shouted as he fired,"Take this, guys I don't even know!" The rocket flew towards the helicopter, impacted it and blew it up mid air. He then repeated it for heli number 2 who came crashing down as well. Satisfied with both helicopters down, Crimson aimed at the flying-type Neo-hunter, who was now panicking since he would probably die from one rocket to the body. That's is unless... *click*. "Aww, you have to be fucking kidding me!" Crimson cursed as he threw the empty rocket launcher at a group of soldiers taking aim at him, the force of the throw killing most of them.
"Dammit! Of all the times, I have to run out of ammo n-" the Flyer (that's what Crimson decided to call him) charged towards the Lucario-hybrid with a powerful Aerial Ace to the chest, the super effective attack causing Crimson to be send off his feet and a few metres away from where he was standing. Groaning in pain, Crimson got up, only to be hit by a Air Cutter. The Flyer was definitely toying with him, showing no mercy as he fired another Air Cutter at the downed hybrid. At the same time, the remaining Ares 4-6s went trigger-happy on a severely injured Crimson. 'I'm so screwed if this fight goes on! Gotta improvise here...' Looking around (and attempting to dodge more Air Cutters), he smirked. 'This might actually work.'
Running towards a near-by soldier, Crimson grabbed him by the chest and ran towards another rocket launcher dropped by one of the Deadwatch soldiers (he killed by throwing the first launcher) while ignoring whatever profanities thrown at him by said soldier. Bullets flew towards Crimson, only to meet with their target : the Deadwatch soldier held by Crimson. The Lucario-hybrid had used the now dead (and thankfully shut-up'd) soldier as a meat shield to block incoming attacks, even from another Air Cutter from the Flyer. As soon as the body was too damaged to stay as a meat shield, Crimson threw away the corpse and grabbed another soldier, the whole process repeating itself for a few times. 'Just a little more...'
Annoyed at Crimson's tactics to waste their soldiers, the Flyer used another Air Cutter, this time at where the Lucario-hybrid's legs were, causing the latter to fall as he lost balance. "Any last fucking words freak?"
"Yeah, you're refering to yourself." Crimson taunted.
"What?!" The Flyer's face turning red, fuming at the insult.
"Both you and I are hybrids right? So that makes us both freaks, don't up think?"
"Just shut your fucking pie-hole and-"
A scream echoed throughout the battlefield, the Flyer turned his head like his pyschic-using comrade, and like said comrade, was shocked to see the Vine-whip comrade get Bio-leeched and killed by Serpent with his own. "Just what the fuck is that Nature Serpent monster?!" The Flyer could not believe his eyes. All the other test subjects cannot even beat their
"One thing: he's my friend, or if you want to put it in your words, a monster which you created."
"Shut your trap and di-"
Another scream was heard, this time from the pyschic-type, his right arm nothing but a stump. The Houndour-hybrid bit and light his good arm up with a Fire Fang attack. The Pyschic Neo hunter was soon decapitated after he put out the fire with his pyschic abilities. All of the soldiers and helicopters of Gladiator 1-3 and Hercules 6-1 were also killed and destroyed, either by the Servine or Houndour-hybrid.
"Just how?! Not just one but two of us dead?! What the fuck are you guys?!" Quickly radioing his superiors, he desperately hoped for a chance to be allowed to retreat. "Sir, this is Ares 4-6, we'll getting fucking massacred out here and both Gladiator 1-3 and Hercules 6-1 are all dead, permission to fall back."
"Affirmative. Retreat for now,and get her out of here as well! We'll need that information to find out more on our fucking tangos!"
"Yes sir! People, we'll getting the fuck out of her-"
"Going somewhere? How about down?"
A vine with the grapppling hook end latched itself onto the Flyer's wing, before Serpent sent him back to earth with a powerful slam. The Flyer tried moving his wings to fly away, only to feel extreme pain in the broken wings. He turned around to beg for mercy but he barely uttered a single word before he given a beatdown from Close Combat repeatedly by Crimson, who whose fists were stained with the now incapitated Flyer's blood.
"Let's finish this with a bang!" Shouting out this, Crimson threw the Neo-hunter's body into the air and fired a Aura Sphere, creating a large explosion when both the attack and victim connected and sent said victim's body parts flying in all directions. Exhausted from using that attack, Crimson weakly smiled as he saw Serpent and Riley finishing off the remaining Ares 4-6s. 'Guess that's all over. For now at least.'
What the trio didn't not know, the woman standing on a tree branch had left the scene as soon as the last soldier was killed.
[3 hours later at Deadwatch HQ]
"And here's all I've recorded. Sorry about all your men being dead."
"Hmmm, so it seems that Nature Serpent can gain Grass-type powers just by using that move. That's just fan-fucking-tastic." Randall grumbled, as he finished watching the video.
"Hey don't blame me! I just deliver the messages! You gotten this info and I didn't tamper with it I swear to Arceus!"
"I am not blaming you for this. I'll rather blame the fucking dead lot who underestimated their tangos than to blame someone we hired to pass the information we need. Thanks for helping us out here , you deserved this Escape Artist." Handing a case of wads of $100 notes to Escape Artist, Randall went back to his desk as the former left the Deadwatch general's office. However, she was not leaving yet; there's one more thing she was paid to do here by another client.
Escape Artist's POV
Time to check around for data on the latest set of operations for the month for him. Not bad a pay from this client either, much more than what this organisation paid me, considering he's just a kid. And next time I get called by Deadwatch, I gotta tell them not to use Escape Artist. Makes me sound like I'm a thief. Looking through each door via the window as I walked down the hallway, I smirked as I found the Files Room. Okay phase one done, time for phase two. Using a portable lock-picking kit, I pick-opened the door and sneaked in. "Now then, if I'll were Deadwatch, how would I arrange them?" I asked myself as I flicked through each file. In alphabetical order, just great. Ah well, just recording the first three files of every alphabet down couldn't be that tough, right?
[1 hour later]
All fucking done. Now time to... "Ok, which idiot forgot to close and lock the door again?" A soldier, armed with a rifle walked in as he said that. Well shit, that was NOT in my list. Come on,let those escaping brain juice come to play... I looked around and voila, a air vent. Being street smart, anything that most people don't notice or care about can be helpful. What was that saying? One man's trash is another's treasure? Now is not the time to question about sayings. Making sure I opened the vent, entering and closing it, I crawled my way out of the building. Once outside, I smiled to myself. "Aspen, looks like today you're gonna get a big payday from your client."
StylishDescent: And that's that for this chapter!
Serpent: Cool, a new move! *swings vine-whip around him, while everyone else including the writer stood a good distance from him* And I have a question for you StylishDescent.
StylishDescent: What is it?
Serpent: Who are WeaponPyscho,you know the guy you mentioned before the chapter started, and the mystery client?
Aspen: You'll find out, both are gonna be revealed next chapter right?
StylishDescent: I haven't thought about that yet. I'll consider about it though.
Riley: Why consider? I mean, you have the storyline planned out right?
StylishDescent: One,I do not like spoiling the story. Two,I haven't got the whole fic in my takes time to think of the next don't worry, you guys will know who he/she is. I'll be nice enough to give you a hint. The client is one of the OCs.
Crimson: Anyway... We hope to see your OCs around, 30th Sept isn't over yet! The OC form,again is in chapter 1. Oh and please give StylishDescent constructive reviews!
Every OC and StylishDescent: Until next time!~
[StylishDescent logging out]