Third chapter of Shark of the Land. Writers block is being nice to me...for once, and letting me do this chapter. Might I mention that the music links in my profile kicks a** and lifts the writers block a bit?

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Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or any major company brands. I only own my story and my OC's.

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Shark of the Land

Chapter 2: Captured

Third Person POV:

All of the medical crew were frozen with fear. They all witnessed something that would leave a person deeply scarred for life; someone changing into something else before them. All of them had thoughts on the situation, most with a hint of fear. Each of them was afraid on what to do next. Thankfully, they didn't have to know what to do next, as the police officers that called for earlier finally arrived.

The police cruiser came to a stop next to the ambulance, the doors opening with the duo of officers stepping out. One of them, a female, looked at what the medical crew was looking at. On instinct, upon seeing the transformed Javier, reached for her gun. She pulled her pistol out of its holster, aiming straight at the downed creature.

"What in the world is that thing?" she nearly yelled in a demanding tone.

"Umm...it used to be a teenager, ma'am." One of the medical crew answered.

"Are you docs high?" the male officer hissed. "That thing can not possibly have been a teenager."

"I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it change with my own eyes!" another medic called.

"What do want us to do with it though?" the male officer questioned.

"I don't know," a different medic answered, "but we can't just leave it here. Who knows how much panic will be caused when this thing's awake."

"And might I ask what all of you are going to do with it?"

"For one, we have to take it somewhere else. The hospital will be in chaos if we bring it there, so that's out. But we have to take it somewhere."

Before they could reach a verdict on where to take the creature, several vans pulled up and surrounded them. Each of the vans were black in color, but the word G.E.N.E was painted on the sides of them, teal in color. All of the doors of the vans flew open, and people with matching uniforms poured out, four per van. The outfits in question were black, with patches of teal on the shoulders, knees, and elbows. Stitched on the right-chest area of each outfit was the same writing that was on the vans.

All of the personnel surrounded Javier, some even trying to lift him up. One of them approached the officers and medics. Her outfit was generally the same, although with a few decorations on it, medals and a few more stripes of teal running along her outfit. There was, however, a belt around her hip with strange black-and-teal orbs clinging to it. She had a feeling of authority surrounding her, that orders from her should be obeyed without question.

"Sergeant Major Natasha of Genetic Enigmas and Nano-virus Eradication or G.E.N.E." she said with a harsh tone, sounding a little Russian. "You do not have to worry about this creature any longer. It will be taken to our facility where we shall contain it for further study."

All the medics and officers were stunned on what was happening. The male officer was able to snap out of it. "Wait, what the hell is Gene? Where did you guys even come from? And where are you taking it?" he said almost yelling.

Natasha just closed her eyes and shook her head. She said something in her native tongue that none of them understood. Opening her eyes, she was about to answer him until one of the lower-ranked men approached her.

"Sergeant Major Natasha? We have the creature loaded and secured. We are waiting for you in order to depart." he said, saluting as well.

"Da, very good private. I will be with the rest shortly." she said with a smirk. Turning her head back to the group, she reached for an object hanging on her belt. All eyes were on the object as it was risen to eye-level, along with her putting on some sunglasses as well.

"It was good chatting with you peasants, but duty calls me elsewhere." she said with an evil-looking smile. She twisted a knob on the device, and another until she was content.

"The hell is that thing?" one of the medics asked.

Natasha just smiled a bit more. "The last thing you will never see." she answered, pressing the button.

The top of the device flashed brightly, easily being as bright as a camera light. Everyone except Natasha had blank expressions. Taking off the glasses and putting the device back on her belt, she smiled at whatever work was accomplished by the flash. She cleared her throat to regain everyone's attention.

"If you're wondering on what you are all doing here, you received a call about a civilian who was shot here on this pier. It turns out that the call was a fake after someone found out about it." Natasha explained to the now clueless medics and officers. She turned around and walked back to one of the vans. She entered the passenger side of the lead van, closing the door and buckling in. She let another smile creep on her face, admiring her work as the van started up. She reached behind her and slid a small panel over to the side, allowing her to see the cargo area. Laying in the middle of the area – with straps bounding him down – was Javier, still unconscious.

Natasha slid the panel back into place, then turned back around with an evil smile on her face. She reached for a radio hanging on the dashboard, grabbing it and pulling it to her mouth. She adjusted the frequency of said radio until it was resting on a certain spot.

"This is Natasha Cova calling Gene Pool, come in." she spoke into the radio.

"Receiving you clearly Natasha, how goes the retrieval?" answered another person.

"We have the package and we are returning to base. Prep the containment units when we arrive."

"Roger, units will be awaiting your arrival. Is the target still out?"

"Yes, I just checked on him, it will be a while before he wakes up."

Natasha puts the radio back onto its resting place, ending the conversation. She leans back in her seat with the same smile as before.

"Sometimes, I wonder on how gullible some people can really be." she whispered to herself.

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Good, third chapter done. I'll give a shout-out to whoever can correctly guess where both Natasha's name and a line she says comes from. They come from two separate games that I play, so that should be a little hint. PM your answers and I'll tell you if you got it or not.