The First Attack

The ride in Agent Jones's car was full of silence. Jones was focusing on the road while Logan, Jett, and Rietta were in their own worlds.

"The second artifact is deep in Silver Cave..." Logan thought. "And the expedition is going to Johto this year. Xavier told me that it would be too dangerous, but-"

His thoughts were interrupted as he suddenly felt something slam hard into the car. Agent Jones lost control of the wheel and the car immediately began spinning in circles. "Get down!" he yelled at the trio. "We're being attacked!"

"Draaaa!"

Multiple purple darts began shooting into the the windows. Logan put his hands over his head as he dropped to the seat of the car. He heard a cry of pain coming from the backseat before the purple darts finally stopped shooting. Everything went silent as Logan struggled to get out of the car. They were in a large field not too far from the building where they had met Xavier and the other Warriors.

"Logan!" he heard Jett call out. "Logan!"

He made his way towards him and his eyes widened when he saw Rietta. Tears were streaming down her face and her skin had started becoming deathly pale. A bright purple dart protruded from her chest, just inches from her heart.

"I need an ambulance!" Jones yelled into his earpiece. "Immediately!"

"I see Zaria's Drapion did some damage! That's too bad, we were hoping to have some fun with Mackenzie, but she's as good as dead. Just like Don Meladeo..."

A young man with dark eyes and greasy dark hair came into view along with four other men who seemed to be about the same age as their leader. They were all dressed similar and moved in the same fashion.

"The Cherry Boys..." Logan muttered.

"Who else?" Luther Kross replied. "I said I was gonna kill you and all your friends. First for humiliating me and second for turning my sister against me. Prepare to die, Logan Martin..."

Jones stepped in front of the trio. "Get Rietta to safety until the ambulance arrives," he told them. "I'll hold off the Cherry Boys. Go!"

Logan and Jett draped Rietta's arms around their shoulders and they hurried off.

"Five on one!" Kross yelled at Jones. "You're going down! We'll kill Martin afterwards."

"Don't count me out, Kross," Jones told him as he reached for a Poké Ball. "Swampert, let's go..."

"This is so fun! I hope Drapion is enjoying her little adventure. It's been such a long time since she's been out. Hmm, I wonder how many souls can we steal today?"

The voice came from a woman standing on a hill overlooking the field. She had long, dark hair with hazel eyes, and fair skin. The expression on her face resembled a Skarmory that was about to catch it's prey, her nails were long and unkempt, and her sharp teeth looked more like fangs.

"It's really you..."

The woman turned around to see a younger woman with the same hazel eyes that belonged to her. She was dressed in Bohemian clothing and had long, frizzy, brown hair along with fair skin.

"Iris!" the dark-haired woman yelled as she began cackling uncontrollably. "It's been such a long time. Come give your big sister a kiss on the cheek!"

"Listen, Zaria," the younger woman began. "I don't know how you got out, but you're going back to prison."

"Nah, I don't really feel like it right now," Zaria replied nonchalantly. "I'd rather reminisce about my fond memories of you. Do you still have those scars? I remember throwing salt in all those pretty wounds of yours! Remember, how much it burned, Ivy? Hearing you squeal was like music to my ears. I'm sure it will be the same after I'm through with your son!"

The younger woman's eyes turned a reddish color and she charged at her older sister. The two women began rolling down the hill, punching and kicking one another along the way. When they reached the bottom of the hill, Zaria attempted to reach for her gun. Iris grabbed her arm, causing the trigger to go off in several directions as she attempted to wrestle the firearm from her sister.

"Let go, so I can kill you, you stupid bitch!" Zaria shouted. "You're wasting all the bullets!"

"Give it up, Zaria!" Iris yelled. "I will not allow you to harm anyone else!"

Zaria elbowed Iris in her face and kicked her in her back causing her to stumble forward. "Clear shot!" Zaria said happily as she aimed the firearm at her sister's back. The sound of an extremely loud firecracker was heard as Iris Martin hit the ground like a ton of bricks. Zaria shifted her aim. "So long, Iris..."

Zaria pulled the trigger repeatedly, but it was to no avail.

"Out of bullets..." she muttered as she approached her sister. "Oh well, I got one shot in, so that's decent enough. You look like you're in a lot of pain, little sister. So much blood...I wish I had some salt to throw in your wound, but this will suffice. You might survive, but I'd say, Ivy is in need of an IV!" She began cackling madly before regaining her composure. "Now, if I may be excused, I have some quality time to spend with my son..."

"Did you hear that?" Logan said as his eyes widened. "It sounded like...like...gun shots..."

"We can't worry about it now," Jett told him urgently. "Rietta, are you still awake?"

She nodded her head weakly as Jett grabbed the poisonous dart. "What are you going to do?" Logan asked him.

"We gotta remove the dart if we want to stop more poison from getting in..." he replied. "Rietta, this is gonna hurt a lot. Just think about ice cream or any of your favorite desserts. Okay?"

She nodded her head as Jett reached for the dart. Logan closed his eyes as he heard Rietta scream in pain before she fell back onto the ground.

"That's it..." Logan started as tears welled in his eyes. "This has gone on far enough. I'm not losing another friend. Jett, stay here with Rietta until the ambulance arrives. I'm going to help Jones. If anything happens to her, Luther Kross is dead..."

He immediately sped off, ignoring all of Jett's protests. When he arrived on the scene, he noticed Jones's Swampert surrounded by a Zangoose, a Scizor, a Sandslash, a Nidoking, and an Abomasnow. Much to Logan's surprise, Swampert seemed to be fairing well. He reached for four of his Poké Balls.

"Golduck, Primeape, Bellossom, Crobat! Let's go!"

Logan's Pokémon hurried to join Swampert. The match was now even. He glared daggers at Luther Kross before commanding his Pokemon.

"Golduck!" he started. "Hydro Pump! Primeape use Close Combat! Bellossom, Leaf Storm! Crobat, Cross Poision!"

"Goooooolduuuck!"

"Priiiiiiii!"

"Bellllooosom!"

"Crooooooo!"

He had lost himself in rage and was now ordering his Pokémon to unleash their most powerful attacks on the Cherry Boys. The power of the combined attacks easily defeated the Cherry Boys's Pokémon until only Luther Kross's Zangoose remained.

"Zangoose, finish them!" Kross yelled as he and his cronies ran off in different directions.

"Stay here with Jones!" Logan ordered as he chased after Kross. "You're dead!"

As he ran from the younger boy through the large field, Kross cursed himself for his smoking habits. Logan was catching up to him. He tried to pull out his blade, only for it to slip from his grasp as he continued being chased down by the younger boy. Logan grabbed the knife off of the ground as Kross lost his footing and fell on his stomach.

"You don't wanna do this, Martin..." he said nervously as Logan held the blade to his throat.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't!" Logan yelled as he began shivering. "You helped Monsiadem kill Don Meladeo and now my best friend is about to lose her life. Good people keep losing their lives while scum like you go on without a care in the world."

"Go ahead," Kross replied. "Go ahead and kill me. How would Zoey react if she knew that one of her closest friends killed her only brother? She'd be devastated. You don't have it in you, Martin. You're just like Clarke. He pulled a knife on me, but he didn't go through with it. In fact, you two are just like Samuel Clarke if you think about it. He sends others to do the dirty work while he sits on his rich ass. You're all the same. Just one big family of cowards! Your mother-"

Logan clenched the blade tighter as he began shivering even more. Kross suddenly knocked the blade out of his hand and punched the younger boy in his stomach, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Later!" he yelled as he immediately ran off. "See you in the next life, Logan Martin!"

"Okay..." Jett started as he removed Rietta's cardigan and shirt. "It's just CPR. The ambulance is on it's way and she's going to die if you don't do something soon, but damn, I only took the class to meet chicks. I never expected to actually have to perform CPR. Come on, Jett, you can do it even though it's nothing like TV. So what if she pukes in your mouth or you screw up and she..."

He took a deep breath as he placed his hands on Rietta's sternum. "Not too far down..." he told himself as he moved his hands a little further above her bra. "Fifteen compressions, no that's for kids. Rietta's in the adult category. Thirty compressions and two breaths, right?"

He began performing the compressions in rhythm as he gave Rietta the breaths. He knew that one of the essential rule of CPR was that you never quit. He repeated the process for several minutes until he felt something shoot in his mouth. He immediately pulled back as Rietta began coughing and vomiting involuntarily.

"Ugh...so gross..." Jett muttered as the ambulence approached them. "Great, come after she pukes in my mouth! Whatever, at least she's alive..."

He took a deep breath as Rietta was loaded onto the ambulance by the paramedics and their Chansey. "Shit, I gotta go find Logan..."

Xavier, Owen, and Cynda hurried through the field on Xavier's Charizard when several purple darts began shooting at them. Charizard headed for the ground and Xavier hopped off.

"Stay on Charizard and go make sure everyone's okay!" he told them. "I'll take care of this..."

Charizard took flight as Xavier approached the Drapion. "It's been a long time, Drapion..." he muttered. "I see you're still working for my mother after all these years. I would've thought you changed while Zaria was in prison, but I guess not..."

"Draaaaa!"

Drapion screeched in pride as his owner emerged from the shadows.

"Xavier, Xavier, Xavier," Zaria began. "Ugh, I should've gotten you aborted when I had the chance. You know, I wanted to the second I found out that I was pregnant, but your foolish aunts stopped me from getting rid of your worthless ass. You were never meant to live. You were an accident, a mistake!"

"Well, this mistake is going to come back to haunt you, Mother," Xavier shot back calmly. "You killed Carla Mitchell and countless others. So many people and Pokémon died at your hands and you've shown no remorse."

"Carla Mitchell deserved to die," Zaria replied. "Just like Iris does, just like the Rouxs, just like you...Would you like to know about your father before I kill you?"

"My father?"

Zaria nodded her head. "He was twenty years old at the time and he was serving as an intern for the history teacher at Louhearst. I was in my fourth and final year. He was so easy to seduce. I'm surprised you haven't figured out the clues. Your first name is the same as his middle name and vice-versa. Mr. J.X.T."

"J.X.T.?" Xavier muttered as his eyes widened. "No, impossible..."

"Mr. John Xavier-"

"Shut up!" Xavier yelled. "You're lying!"

"Am I? He knows you're his, but he doesn't care and I don't blame him. He knows you were never meant to live. Like I said, I should've gotten you aborted when I had the chance. I can only imagine the pain you would've felt as a fetus, but it's never too late to fix a mistake! Prepare to die!"

"You're wrong! He's not the mistake, you are!"

Zaria turned around to see Iris struggling to walk. She was clutching herself as blood spilled from her shoulder. "You just won't die, will you, Ivy?" Zaria remarked. "I mean, I shot you and you're still up! Do the world a favor and kill over..."

"As long as my children are in danger, I will never die..." Iris replied as she moved beside Xavier. "If there is one thing Laurina and I can agree on is that you must always love your child. Even Samuel realizes that..."

"You're so melodramatic, Iris..." Zaria replied as she noticed several Pokémon approaching. "Shit, I've wasted enough time. I'll get rid of you two another day. Drapion, it's time to depart!"

"Draaaaa!"

Xavier fought back the urge to chase after them when he realized that his aunt was in desperate need of medical attention. He placed her on the ground and noticed that her eyes were still open. He heard Coco shriek as she led the Heart Warriors towards them.

"Mom!" she shouted as tears began streaming down her cheeks. "Mom, we're gonna get you help! Please, don't-"

"It's not a fatal wound," Iris whispered softly. "I'm okay, sweetheart..."

I told you guys I was going to be a little merciful. No one's dead, but two people are critically injured because of Zaria's attack. I wanted to use this chapter to show how the threat of the Soul Destroyers is increasing. I hope I did a good job with the description especially during the CPR scene.

Anyway, come join the Louhearst Medieval RP at Lolli's forum and play as your character in medieval times!

Later!