The figure viciously shakes the smaller girl's shoulder. The platinum locks dance with the movement and the hazy orbs are revealed as the child opens her eyes. Said child attempts to sit up but her arms flop under her weight and heave inward back onto the floor. The after effects of the drug still pulsating through her system.
"Guess that dosage was too concentrated for ya," Mars snickers from her position on one side of the van. "You know, for a famous person's kid, you were pretty easy to kidnap. I had harder time stealing some amateur's pokemon. Makes ya think… What? Nothing to say?" She jeers.
The platinum remains silent and watches the fat purugly nibble on an Oran berry it didn't need.
"Why'd you take me? They were forcing me back to Kalos anyway. Cynthia's no longer my foster parent." The child informs robotically.
"Falling out?" Mars scoffs when silence is her answer. "Whatever, you're basically collateral. They won't get in our way as long as we keep you under lock and key." The admin examines her nails, not interested in the conversation.
"They won't care if it's for the good of Sinnoh. Besides, I don't care if you open the portal. Not like anyone can actually stop you."
"Maybe you're not as stupid as you look. If you know there's no stopping Team Galactic. We will open Cyrus sir's dimension and make it reality." Mars' voice takes an a dreamy tone, "A world without spirit… It was his dream. And the day he took me and the others in we promised it would come true."
"Took you in?" Angel asks.
"Cyrus sir was misunderstood. No one could comprehend his brilliance. No one else saw how this world is terrible. A world with no feeling. Humans would never hurt again! We all had nothing, but Cyrus sir gave a purpose!" Mars exclaims excitedly as she jumps up.
"Sounds nice. A world without spirit."
Mars looks at her suspiciously. "Why would a little punk like you understand our motive? Your that show off's kid."
"I told you we're no longer connected. Besides, I'm tired of being hurt." Angel mumbles as she stares at her hands, the stubby fingers poke each other.
"Hmm… If that's really how you feel, then I have a proposition for you, Kid."
…
The League's Nurse Joy frantically runs between the champion who had just come to and the absol covered with scratch marks from being impaled from shards of glass. Chansey pokes a Chesto berry through the slightly ajar mouth in hopes of counteracting the sleeping gas and her human partner sprays a herbal spray over the puncture wounds.
A glass of water if forced into Cynthia's hands and her muddied mind slowly caught up to reality.
"What happened?" The blonde croaks out as she sits up from the bed in the medical wing usually reserved for pokemon.
"You fainted once you opened Angel's door. You need to start eating and sleeping properly Cynthia. Your over-exerting yourself." Bertha chided.
"What happened to…" The champion trails off when she notices the police officers swarming the building.
One took notes next to Calamity, writing down the statements Nurse Joy conveyed about its condition. Officer Jenny scribbled statements from the other Elite Four members.
"They took Angel," Cynthia recalls out loud.
"Yes they did. Cynthia, did you see anything?" Jenny asks as she moves to the champion's bed side.
The blonde shakes her head sadly.
"Don't worry Cynthia." Jenny reassures, "We'll get her back to you in no time. I'll bet she'll be a lot easier to find since she's not hiding this time."
Cynthia isn't convinced. Even if Angel did get past the numerous rounds of guards that were no doubtingly watching her, the champion didn't think the child would come fleeing toward her.
…
Mars keeps a close eye on the small child as she is lead through the Galactic HQ. Grunts line the walls at certain intervals and watch her suspiciously as the mechanical doors hiss open.
Saturn and Jupiter flank Charon on either side. Three screens flood the monitor of Charon's colossal computer.
"I think we might have a new recruit," Mars announces and her fellow admins turn around. The scientist casts a glance over his shoulder, but says nothing and stays facing his computer.
"Cynthia's daughter? Mars, I doubt a child like her can see our organization's complex cause." Saturn admits as he passes a small bean bag between his bored hands.
"Just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean I'm invalid." Angel retaliates quietly and blandly.
"Alright then child," Charon starts. "Why would you want a world that possessed no spirit."
"No one can hurt you. No one can misunderstand when they can't feel."
Saturn crosses his arms in consideration, "So you would help us capture the lake guardians?"
"There is no point in trying to stop you. Uxie has admitted it himself."
The admins smile at each other and Mars smirks smugly. Saturn fixes his gaze back on the child.
"Alright. You will assist us at Lake Acuity. For obvious reasons, she will hold onto your pokemon until you have proved yourself loyal and you will be given Galactic pokemon."
Angel hesitates, her fingers caress her pokeballs as she weighs her options before the three balls unclasps from their divots. The balls shrink to their smaller travel size before the blonde holds them out to the redhead. Mars raises her eyebrows in surprise before gingerly grasping the capsules.
"Don't think we can't see that luxury ball," Charon sneers as he gives her a subtle glare over his shoulder.
Angel grasps the pokeball and presses its button. The ball springs open and reveals the mechanical interior.
"You didn't kidnap my absol."
Jupiter snickers slightly at Mars' blushing face at her blunder. Angel returns the empty pokeball to her belt. Saturn calls a grunt forward and whispers in his ear. The grunt nods firmly before bowing in respect and scurrying off down a tunnel. There was an awkward silence for the few minutes they wasted waiting for the grunt to return with the, most likely stolen, pokemon. Angel leans against a thrumming machine in apparent boredom, but a critical eye would notice her shaking breathing and how she hides her hands behind her back. The bowl headed grunt comes running back in with two red pokeballs in his hands. They are held out to the small child and the platinum hesitantly grabs them. The two pokemon pop out from their prisons. The glameow arches its back back and hisses at the girl. The houndour growls menacingly and snaps his razor teeth at the child when she approaches. Angel murmurs words too low for the admins and scientist to hear and the pokemon roar harshly in response. A jumble of words tumble off her lips and the two seem to settle. They willingly push their heads into the palms of the child.
"Remarkable handling. Alright child, prove your worth. We want those lake guardians."
The two pokemon next to her stiffen and huff at her, but the child's reassuring pats soothe the tense creatures. The six-year-old glances up from her squatted position on the floor to nod at the elderly man.
"Alright, but we're revoking that name of hers," Jupiter starts. "No high class trainer of Team Galactic is going to be called Angel."
"Then we'll call her Mercury. The smallest planet in the solar system, but named after a deadly element. And that's exactly what she'll be." Saturn leans down to Angel's eye level and a finger lifts her chin up, "A small, dangerous child."