Touko's P.O.V.
I dash down the hallway feeling thirteen Pokeballs and the Dark Stone jiggling in my bra. Twelve of the thirteen Pokeballs are filled, and the last one is a masterball for Zekrom. Now, you might wonder why I've filled my bra with Pokeballs. Well, I figure that the fastest way to free lots of captives is to become a captive. Bras are a good hiding spot for things you don't want found. I run down staircases, and I search for grunts to 'arrest' me. I finally find a pair, and decide to act lost and confused. I walk out in-front of them, and try to act surprised when they jump out and pull my hands behind my back.
One checks my pockets and takes my purse before snarling,
"Touko White, you are under arrest in the custody of Team Plasma."
I pretend to struggle until he takes me down into the jail, and slams the door. I hear lots of groans from the captives, and Shauntal's moan of,
"The rebellion is dead."
I look Shauntal in the eyes and tell her,
"I expected more from you Shauntal. You should know I would never let myself get 'caught' without a plan for escape.
I see twelve hope full faces peer through the bars of their cells. Twelve gaunt and sallow faces that have been abused, wounded, and starved. Twelve faces that are relying on me to lead them out of their prison and into the dawn. Lets do this. I start digging around in my bra- to hell with modesty- and pull out a Pokeball, and hand it to Shauntal.
"Here you go. Don't lose it again. And sorry about the thing at the gate, I just couldn't have us all be arrested." I tell her.
I feel around for the next one I'm looking for, and shake it to check that it's the right Pokeball. Satisfied that it is, I pass it to Elesa, who opens it up, and releases the Pokemon inside.
"Emolga!" it cries.
Elesa, shocked, drops the Pokeball almost breaking it before bursting into tears. She stoops down to retrieve the ball, sets it down on the bench, and hugs the sky squirrel so hard it looks like it's suffocating. I pull out my next Pokeball, and pass it to Caitlin through the bars of our cells. She pops it open and cries out,
"Reuniclus! Oh, thank you Touko!" she cries before reaching out to tentatively touch the Pokemon like she's afraid it may disappear. When it doesn't Caitlin grabs its arms, and begins to twirl around, clobbering the other prisoners in her cell with the grubby once white-and-pink dress she wears.
"Hey, watch it!" Cynthia cries.
"I have something for you Cynthia. Not sure your type, so I grabbed this." I tell her, handing her a Spiritomb.
"Thanks." Cynthia says, trying not to react like Caitlin whom she just scorned, but she's not fooling anyone.
Silent tears of gratitude fall down her cheeks in a waterfall as she touches her Pokemon's misty body. I pull yet another Pokeball out of my bra, and hear some gasps of disbelief. I toss Watchog to Lenora who hugs the Pokemon almost as tall her feeble body. I toss two to Cilan and Cress who look like they're debating how much they want to touch something from a girl's bra, but accept it anyway. As they click the button on theirs open, out pop a Simisage and Simipour. They both hi-five each other before mumbling,
"Thanks." to me.
I toss one to clay, who lets out an Excadrill, and gives me a hearty,
"Thank y'all." Before busting into tears, upsetting his new Pokemon which tries to comfort him.
I toss a Leavanny to Burgh, who throws himself on the tall, slender mantis-like form of the Pokemon, greatly irritating his new friend.
"Leavanny." He murmurrs softly into it, making it coo and comfort him.
I pull out four of the six remaining Pokeballs, and fire them out in rapid succession.
"Marshall, Alder, Drayden, Grimsley!" I call tossing them a Throh, Volcarona, Hydregion, and Krookodile.
As I rattle off the names, I hear a gasp, and a cry of
"Grimsley!" from Shauntal.
She frees Terrakion, and tells him to break down the bars. He does, and Shauntal runs over to Grimsley's cell.
"You're alive!" she whispers, and bursts into tears, holding his arms through the bars.
He turns to face her, and Shauntal gapes in horror. From his temple to his jawbone, a faded red burn mark runs down the right side of Grimsley's face. Shauntal reaches through the bars and runs her finger down the line before busting into tears. Elesa and I walk out of the ruins of our cell, and stand in the middle of the prison. Elesa chases Emolga around the room, enjoying her new freedom of movement, while I stand in the center, let out Serperior, transfer the Dark Stone form bra to pocket, and remain tapping my foot agitatedly on the floor. I stare, annoyed, at three-fourths of the crying people in this jail. Everyone turns look at me, I get defensive and say,
"What? Are we going to blow this joint or sit around crying like babies?"
Shauntal wastes no time in using Terrakion to break the bars to Grimsley and Dradyen's cell. She whispers to Terrakion,
"Go, break open the other cells with people in them too."
She turns back to Grimsley. They both gaze at each other like no one else exists. Suddenly, Grimsley pulls Shauntal to him, and leans in to close the distance between their lips. We all stare at them as they kiss for what seems like an eternity, but was really probably only two minutes, before they pull apart.
Grimsley studies Shauntal's appearance before proclaiming,
"You're a mess."
Shauntal laughs grimly before returning,
"I know. I must look like a murder scene, and thanks to my phobia there's a me-sized hole in the carpet, but I feel safe around you."
By now, we're all standing in a circle around them as they kiss again, but, sadly the tender moment is interrupted by a grunt turning the door knob, and descending the stairs. They break apart, and the grunt stares at us with deer-in-a-headlight eyes. He walks over to the intercom system and says,
"All prisoners have escaped. I repeat all prisoners have esca-" Before I dash over and slam his head into the intercom system.
An electrical whine fills the whole castle, and I'm sure everyone covers their ears. I slam the grunts head into the steel box two more times for good measure, and then toss him to the side. I hear Burgh cry,
"Leavanny, string shot!" And the grunt is cocooned in sticky, wet fibers that imprison him.
I grab the microphone, pull it towards my face, and tell the whole castle so everyone can hear my voice,
"This is Touko White, leader of the rebellion. Surrender now, or prepare to have your asses kicked."
I push the button that turns off the intercom system, and Shauntal and Grimsley,
"You know you want to kiss again. Go on."
Before they shake their heads and tell me,
"We can wait."
"Well, come on then. We have ass to whip." I say before leading my group of friends up the staircase and out of the dungeon into the brightly lit, chaotic hall of the Team Plasma castle.