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Gambit the Togetic

"Do you believe in luck?"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by NeverEndingFlip

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"To Help, to Explore, to Protect." The Crimson Guild is a Pokemon run organization designed to protect the planet from nefarious evil doers, typically of the non-human variety.
Pokémon are creatures of all shapes and sizes who live in the wild or alongside humans. These are the Pokémon of Ruula.

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Gambit = 10 base stat points
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Pokemon: Togetic
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Type: Fairy/Flying
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Gender: Male
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Nature: Relaxed
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Level: 65
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Personality: Gambit enjoys acting like a sage sometimes. Even though he isn't the leader of Team Vitality, he certainly is the brain of their operation. Often coming up with excessive strategies and over-the-top plans, he likes to do it for the sport of battling and treats his job of being a Crimson Guild member like a hobby to him. He doesn't really have a moral code so much as he likes to spout off knowledge to help his friends and take down his enemies. He just happens to fall on the good side. Despite his statistical analysis of a situation, he often prefers to leave things to chance which surprisingly works well for him.

Strengths: Gambit is a really smart Pokemon. As to where he got this knowledge and experience, no one knows. But he knows how to apply it. He'll rarely be fooled.

Gambit is a very calm and collected individual. In a fight, he's not very high octane as a lot of his teammates can get. He's a strategist, after all.

Gambit is super lucky. Setting brains aside, he can really pull off the right move for the right situation. If there's even a small chance of it working, he takes it and turns it into a roll in his favor.

Weaknesses: Gambit is naive. Not only is he the youngest member of Team Vitality, he is one of the youngest members of the Crimson Guild. He doesn't have a grasp or clear defined concept of why they fight and what they fight for yet.

Gambit often underestimates a situation. His rationale is that anything can be solved, often leading to him undervaluing the enemy of not taking in the full gravity of the situation.

Gambit truly believes himself to be invincible. He has yet to be knocked out in battle and takes this as well as his semi-legendary status to ultimately decide he is strong and capable. And for the most part, he is. But he's not unbeatable.

Moveset:
Metronome- (Normal-Type) A completely random move. The user waggles a finger and stimulates its brain into randomly using nearly any move.
Magical Leaf- (Grass-Type) A damage dealing Special Attack. The user scatters curious leaves that chase the target. This attack will not miss.
Fly- (Flying-Type) A damage dealing Physical Attack. The user soars, then strikes its target on the second turn. It can also be used for flying to any familiar town.
Fairy Wind- (Fairy-Type) A damage dealing Special Attack. The user stirs up a fairy wind and strikes the target with it.
Ancient Power- (Rock-Type) A damage dealing Special Attack. The user attacks with a prehistoric power. It may also raise all the user’s stats at once.
Wish- (Normal-Type) A non-damage dealing Status move. One turn after this move is used, the target’s HP is restored by half the user’s maximum HP.

So begins...

Gambit the Togetic's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family

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The Sandslash kept his cool, despite the nonchalant taunt thrown in his direction. His claws seemed to move in enticing function, as if he was begging the Swampert to get close so he could tear right through her. However, no one could deny the silent fury settled in his eyes...the way he locked eyes with Marcus's Pokemon. She was only a minor infliction on the situation as a whole. But every action carried enough weight in the Sandslash's eyes for him to see this as her fault as much as it was anyone else's.

His eyes narrowed, "You talk as if you're one of high principle. As if you have any say in the matter of whether I'm weaker to you or not. You are nothing. You're lower than any of the Pokemon in existence. It doesn't matter how strong you really are versus how weak I might be in comparison. I will always be above you in this cesspool of life."

He shifted his stance to that of an offensive kind, "You have destroyed everything I have worked so hard to maintain, and for that you shall pay. Vengeance will be swift and painful...torturous if I feel like it. And I don't mind getting my claws dirty if you know what I'm saying." His eyes gleamed menacingly, a black intensity accompanied the smirk he wore across his face.

"VICTORY WILL BE MINE AND MINE ALONE!" he bellowed, "AND YOU ALL SHALL EAT MY SH-"

A massive snowstorm suddenly wreaked havoc on the Sandslash's side of the battlefield. No one even saw when the clouds rolled in behind him. One moment there was a blistering hot desert with a just a heated Sandslash. The next, nothing but a Blizzard. Marcus and Radegast were far enough away to feel nothing but maybe a cool breeze. Swampert would feel a blast of icy cold air, but nothing on the scale of harmful.

"GAH, WHA-" came the muffled cry from the Sandslash as he took the entirety of the snowstorm's intensity. He would take all the damage this time around.

When the snow cleared the area, the Sandslash was still standing. He had wrapped his arms around himself defensively, but it didn't help. The damage was catastrophic. If it hadn't been for the environment they were in, that strike could've been considered a one hit knock out. Meanwhile, the culprit of such a strike hovered behind the combatants, a view which everyone on Radegast's side of the field could see clearly, but one where the Sandslash had to strain to turn around and see where the sneak attack had come from.

"Huh," Gambit called from above, "Guess I got lucky!"

The Togetic hovered lower to reach eye level with the Sandslash, whose eye twitched at the sight of him, "You-...you're..."

"Gambit of Team Vitality for the Crimson Guild," the Togetic flashed his ornate badge in front of him before continuing, "And I think you're on our top threats list if I'm not mistaken, aren't ya Sabre?"

The Sandslash scoffed, "Please. If you think I'm letting a runt like you bring me in-"

Sabre was yet again interrupted by another assault from behind...this one being physical. A green blur flew past, Air Slashing the Sandslash with enough force to send him staggering once more. Regaining his footing, but only barely, he whipped his head around to see the other attacker mid-flight. This one made his face pale a bit as he recognized the Shaymin instantly.

"Heya, Sabre!" Siena called above him, landing gracefully upon the glass floor.

"B-but..." Sabre shook his head, clearing the slight dizziness the situation left upon him, "Why are you guys here? Last time we heard, you were spotted in-"

"Virbank City?" Siena completed his sentence, "We were there. And the Psychic Rebellion's got some eyes on us, huh?" That made the Sandslash look guiltily to the ground as he realized what he'd revealed to them. "Thought so. All you need to know is that we're here now to take you in. Ready for the ride?"

"Hey Siena!" Gambit had made his way to Siena's side, "Ya want me to guard the special interest target while you deal with Sabre over here?"

Siena stared back at him, "Radegast has a name, y'know? He's a person, not just another job. And I don't think he needs protecting."

Gambit motioned towards the lumbering Palkia towering over Marcus. It was staring at Radegast with a longing hate, "I think I would beg to differ."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family

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Hilariously enough, Marcus paid the Sandslash no mind. A man of his immense stature, even if he understood everything the Sandslash said, paid the empty threats no mind. After all, he had more pressing matters. Marcus pinched the bridge of his nose when he brought one hand out of his pocket. “Radegast, you have a legacy to live up to. It’s not fair, I know, but it is what it is-”

“That’s not your problem,” Radegast replied as he crossed his arms defiantly.

“No kidding it’s not my problem! It’s your problem!” Marcus barked, completely befuddled at his son’s absurd behaviour.

“Then why are you so concerned about it?”

Elder shifted closer to his friend. His eyes flashed a semblance of defiance, but the critical gaze he was known for knew just how terrifyingly powerful the Palkia was, to say nothing of the hatred it emitted.

“Because I care about you!”

Radegast then threw his arms into the air. “You care about inheriting Reggie, controlling that power.”

“I CARE-“ Marcus took a deep breath as he caught himself getting angry. “I care about family. Our tradition is law in our family. Radegast Rondo Reginald, you are the heir, and that will never change. We’re too old to have another son, and Tarma won’t last forever. You’ll understand when you have your ow-”

“Then let me do this,” Radegast replied as he placed a hand on his chest, “Let me-“

“Let you what?” Marcus’s exasperation peaked, “Take another five years, get another three badges? Please.”

“We didn’t take five years,” Radegast replied, “I did not force the choice on my friends. They came to that decision on their own. We started the Gym challenge three weeks ago.”

Marcus’ eyes softened slightly. “… Three weeks… on foot, that means…” The man in the nice suit became suddenly calm, the polar opposite of frustrated. “Huh…”

“Sir?” Palkia asked, “You can’t possibly be considering this whelp-“

“Mm-Hm.” Marcus cleared his throat as he crossed his arms. “You may continue the course as you will, son. However,” he produced a small book from his pocket. He opened a page, and every Unova badge was present. “You will face me when you reach the championship. If I beat you despite the best efforts of you and your… friends… you will admit that you were wrong.”

“And if I win?”

“You’ll have accomplished what Tarma couldn’t do,” Marcus replied. He then tossed Radegast’s hat back, “I’d say that’s a win-win for me. Take care, Radegast.” Swampert and Palkia were recalled. The ancient Yanmega was then summoned from his pokeball. The blind Yanmega buzzed an engine-like rumble as the huge wings beat. Without another word, Marcus lifted off.

“Fuck…” Radegast huffed when his father was a mere speck on the horizon.

“You alright, buddy?” Elder asked, “I mean… I’m really glad we’re not getting our asses kicked right now.”

“That’s not the point,” Radegast guessed Elder’s dialogue well enough, “They’ve got their eyes on me now. just like in school.” He rubbed his temples. “It’s only gonna get inconvenient for all of you. Crystal, Rage, Suros… We’re just not free anymore.” Radegast pulled his hat back on and began to pace. “I dunno what to do.”

“Well,” Elder put a hand on the human’s shoulder. “Whatever we do, we go together.”

Radegast had no response. His mind wandered through different scenarios, different plans. It was rare for his mind to race as it did. He preferred maintaining a simple mindset. Tears began to form around his eyes as the awful nature of their new situation dawned on him more than ever before. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

As the human did so, the Haunter spotted something in the nearby dunes. With a quick swoop and dig, he returned to Radegast with a tattered gray tee shirt. “Might wanna get a new one.”

“Same with this hoodie,” Radegast winced as he began to peel off the hoodie- now stained with dry, sand-contaminated blood. His cuts had avoided full-on contamination by the sand, and had already begun to heal. Only a handful of them still drew blood. His toned arms folded up the hoodie and the shirt. With the millions of sand particles caught between threads, there wasn’t enough clean fabric to make some makeshift bandaging. Radegast would have to make the rest of the desert trip with his black tanktop.

It was then that he finally approached. He first stooped lower to the Sandslash. “I’m sorry about my temper from earlier. I just… don’t like people controlling others, you know?

He then stood up to face the other two who had just taken down the Sandslash. “Sup?” he asked.

“Thanks for the assist,” Elder added, “I heard Crimson, is it who I think it is?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu

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Returning to the desert, a group of five individuals in matching armor would fly over the just ended conflict down below, leaving it behind as they returned to their own ships a few minutes walk away. Landing at their own arrival site, the group turned to face each other, and devised a plan of action.

"So, right. The only way we can do this is to split up. Thoughts, guys?" Kinoko started. Hana spoke a swift response. "Okay! Sounds good to me! We can make sure we all keep in touch via our Reconnoiters!"

The others seemed to agree. Kinoko smirked. "Well then. We'll split up. Take a direction and go. I'll head back towards the city can deal with the pesky officer.

The group each took off in a different direction, flying high enough to get a good distance away before beginning survey. Kinoko turned around and began walking back towards Nimbasa, past the construction sites and other locations, looking for anything that would pop up on her Reconnoiter.

"So, what does this ball of rock hold for us?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu

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Siena stared off into the distance as Marcus left the scene. The Shaymin had some concerns about his father's presence and what that would do to Radegast in the future. But for now, Siena would do her part. That would be taking Sabre back to the Headquarters.

Meanwhile, the Sandslash didn't take to Radegast's words kindly. "Oh, go die in a hole, jerk weed," he retorted before returning to his sulking.

Gambit was the first to respond to Elder, his mouth open, "How do you know about the Crimson Guild?"

Siena rolled it's eyes, "Don't you ever read the information under each job we take on?"

Gambit just shrugged, "I told you. I don't care about the details. I see what needs to be done and I do it. Why bother with the extra reading?"

"It may be useful to know why we're performing the task we need to. Like when you wanted to intervene earlier?"

"Hey, that Arcanine looked like he was going to tear right through him!" he protested.

"That's not the point," Siena countered, "If you had read what was below the assignment, you would have known that we weren't supposed to interfere in any of Radegast's affairs unless it involved the Psychic Rebellion. The pack of Growlithes were wild."

"So you would let someone die if the threat didn't fit under the job parameters?"

"That's not what I said, either," Siena growled, "You doubted Radegast's team's abilities. The same team that took down the Psychic Rebellion's second-in-command. Surely, they could take down a pack of Growlithe. If you don't let someone experience something, then they don't learn from it."

Gambit sighed, "You're just as bad as Dee sometimes."

"Be grateful she's in Nimbasa helping Team Volt right now. Otherwise, she'd be tearing right through you. And you know she will do that," Siena turned to face Radegast, a look of concern on the Shaymin's face, "Speaking of helping others, you're hurt. Gambit, ya got a Wish in you?"

Gambit furrowed his brow and concentrated, a pulsing light emanating in front of the Togetic and flying into Radegast, absorbing into his skin and disappearing. Siena gave Elder a reassuring smile, "It won't work immediately, but Radegast will be completely healed in a minute, no scars or anything. I know he's a fast healer, but you can't risk infections...especially with as dirty a wound as sand can create. Although..." she studied Radegast's body, "It seems like the cuts are pretty clean. I don't see any sand particles in them."

"But anyways," Siena held out her own badge to Elder, a white and red egg with wings jutting out each side and the letters "CG" engraved in the center, "Yes, we are members of the Crimson Guild-"

"Elite members," Gambit added, looking up at the sky.

Siena rolled her eyes once more, "Yes, Elite Members of the Crimson Guild...founded by the same Pokemon you guys fought beside three weeks back."

"Hey, what's that?" Gambit pointed in the sky at a figure floating above them, "It looks human, but it's flying."

"I don't know," Siena turned to stare at the unidentified object, "Keep an eye on it. Make sure it doesn't start gunning for us."

"Alright," Gambit responded laxly.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu

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Elder and Radegast exchanged looks as the Shaymin and the Togetic bantered between each other. Elder in particular was interested in how they knew about the Arcanine pack. “Whoa, hold the phone. You’ve been spying on us?” The Haunter asked.

“No worries, buddy,” Radegast replied, “I’ll have to get used to being spied on anyway.” Radegast said to the Togetic as he examined his arms. The cuts from the multiple stars intended for Crystal seemed to sow themselves shut at a greater rapidity once the wish kicked in. “That’s really cool.”

It certainly seemed odd to most just how quickly the human can bounce back from terrible news, but Elder was used to that by now. In fact, neither of them really noticed the flying humanoids high above. “In any case, need any help moving this guy?” the Haunter indicated the tied-up Sandslash, named Sabre. He too did not seem phased by Sabre’s insult to the Lord-Regent. It was an empty threat for someone who took a Swift and a Dragon breath without hesitation.

“Welp,” Radegast stretched his shoulders. “Looks like most everyone else dispersed. Guess we should head to Nimbasa, eh?”



“Sir!” Percy Fletcher waved to the flying Yanmega approaching the city limits. Having recently finished his conversation with Burgh, Percy left the gym to let the leader make the calls he needed to make. Marcus Reginald directed the blind beast with the most subtle of touches on the exoskeleton. Together, they landed as expertly as a Yanmega with perfect vision. “Talk to me,” Marcus said.

“I’ve informed the police of something strange going on in the desert.”

“Very good, but I’m afraid the situation has already been resolved,” Marcus replied, “A slave camp run by pokemon… I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Run by pokemon?” If not for his undying loyalty to the father figure he never had, Percy probably wouldn’t have believed the well-dressed man who stood before him.

“My son got in a fight.”

“Where is he now?” The bodyguard didn't really need to ask, as Radegast was obviously not with Marcus. "Did he get away somehow?"

Marcus chuckled. As if Radegast could escape one of the two Reginald brothers. “He’s going to Nimbasa. He is doing the gym challenge, and his resolve is strong. I'd be wasting energy to try to bring him back, so I think we can use his stubbornness to our advantage.”

“How so?”

“I will have to be the champion he faces at the end of the gym challenge,” Marcus replied, “I'll need to make some calls.”

“What should I do, sir?”

“You’ve done an unimaginable service,” Marcus pat a strong hand over Percy’s shoulder, “I’ll have people keep an eye on my son’s progress. Send word to my wife and Gregory. We’ll be living in Unova for a while.”

"Margriet?"

"She's her own woman. Logan's with her. I'll call them as well with the news."

“And Tarma?”

“Heh… Sometimes I wonder if he’s Tarma’s son,” Marcus joked, "Don't worry, he'll know by now. He's probably on his way to live in the Unova estate as well."

“I’ll call Greg then,” Percy straightened his back slightly.

“Alright. Be seeing you,” Marcus and Percy shook hands and went off their separate ways.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family

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Gambit rubbed the back of his head sheepishly as he spoke to Elder, "Uh...yeah. We've been following you since about Route...20? But it's not like we were being nosy about your business or anything! We were there to keep the Psychic Rebellion from attacking you. Should they have struck at any time in the past, we would've been there to intervene."

Siena nodded in agreement, "I'm sure you're all aware that Zoroark you guys fought was not happy about his defeat. He's blood thirsty for revenge. And you guys are on his hit list, according to Crimson. Especially now since you've taken care of one of their labor camps." The Shaymin glanced at Sabre, making sure he was still bound before looking back at Radegast, noticing all the cuts had healed up quite nicely.

When Radegast brought up helping them in dealing with Sabre, Siena looked at Gambit in thought, "Well, it's not that far of a walk, but we are down one member of our team. She's meeting us in Nimbasa at the rendezvous point. And besides, there's always strength in numbers. I think going to Nimbasa together doesn't sound like too bad an idea."

Gambit's eyes lit up at the possibility, "I'm down with that. One question though. Where's the road?"

"Back that way," Siena pointed her nose east of their position.

Gambit's jaw dropped, "How do you know that?"

"Because unlike you, I pay attention to my surroundings," the Shaymin shot back.

"There was a sandstorm! No one could see landmarks through that, even from high above it!"

That's when you use the tree lines to your advantage. Plus, Castelia City is right there."

Gambit turned towards where he directed them. Sure enough, the massive city could be seen in the distance, a wall of skyscrapers among a dense forest. "Oh," was all Gambit could say.




Meanwhile, from that tree line, a pair of eyes were set on the remnants of Labor Camp 24. As he continued to watch them, he had a claw on the Distance Communicator in his possession, "They look like they're heading back on track." he reported into the mic.

A voice buzzed back, "Good. Can you give me a recap? Everything you saw?"

"Radegast can fight. He can withstand Pokemon attacks as well as do some damage if he's provoked. Definitely not someone to be underestimated if backed into a corner."

"Good to know. Go on."

"His team is very coordinated in their actions. Like they all perform on a single wavelength and work together to do what needs to get done. They don't even need to communicate with each other. Everyone knows their role and everyone gets their job done. They took down Labor Camp 24 much quicker than I anticipated."

"I figured given the ass kicking Sonya took."

"The boy's father showed up...he has a Palkia."

A silence on the other end. Then, "That is very good news indeed. We'll have to set up a plan to get to him in case our next strike towards Emiko Touko falls through. We'll put Marcus Reginald on our Targets List. Anything else?"

"It is confirmed that Crimson knows of Radegast's whereabouts. He has Team Vitality guarding them, though they only have two members present. I have yet to see the Dedenne."

"Stay observant, Commander Gnash. Don't let that one deceive you. I hear from our other subordinates she's very quick and very crafty. She could very well be inbound to your location."

"I'm aware of my surroundings. If she does try to strike me, I'll be ready."

"Good. Any news about Laborer Sabre."

"Taken into Crimson Guild custody. Should I risk rescue?"

"Negative. Sabre has dug his own grave. Let him lie in it."

"Very well. That is all I have, sir. Should I stay in pursuit?"

"Negative. You're needed in Johto. Team Madness is taking out Labor Camps left and right. I need you to put an elite squad together and deal with them. We'll send other scouts to keep an eye on Radegast and report back with any openings."

"Yes sir," Commander Gnash turned the communicator off and began to make his way towards the beach where he knew a ride would be waiting for him. No one would know he had even been there.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family

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Margriet and Logan had just informed the police of Nimbasa of the strange goings-on in the Route 4 desert. After delivering the report, Margriet had half a mind to return to the desert. However, almost as soon as she and Logan left the station did they get called by Marcus.

“Are you both okay?” was the first question Margriet heard.

“We’re fine, daddy. We just reported it to the Nimbasa police. We just left the station, in fact.”

“Thank goodness. I’m glad you didn’t come to the desert. I’ve got a request for you and Logan. Radegast is making his way to Nimbasa as we speak.”

“You want me to intercept?”

“No. I’m sure you still have your own business to tend to. Carry on with that, and don’t bother Radegast.”

“But Daddy-“

“No buts, Margriet. I’ve handled the Radegast situation. In the meantime, your mother and I are going to be living in the Unova estate until further notice.”

They’re gonna be living here now? Margriet held back a groan of disgust. It was not that she didn’t love her parents; she just really enjoyed living on her own while working in the region. “Sounds good! I’ll see you at home then.”

Margriet hung up after they exchanged loving farewells. She then did nothing but stand, thinking.

“You’re going to intercept Radegast, aren’t you?” Logan asked with a knowing smirk.

“Just to talk,” Margriet replied.



The Kanto Garden is a magnificent monument to nature. Flowers of every conceivable colour, trees and bushes of every green, all complemented with the browns, grays, and reds of the clay bricks that lined the garden borders and pathways. Every brick was ancient, placed many generations ago, with beautiful green moss growing between most of the cracks.

Tarma limped through the pathways, supported on one side by a cane. On the opposite shoulder, roosted a Chatot with a head covered in salt-and-pepper down. Hovering to the left of the sixty-year-old man hovered a ghostly shield, crossed along the back by a sword, bearing blade-like arms, and a single unblinking eye.

“So Radegast has been found after five years,” Tarma chuckled.

“I know this,” the Aegislash hummed with untold power. “I don’t think Chatot knew, though.”

Tarma stroked the side of the Chatot’s head to gently wake him up. “Come on, we’re at your favourite spot.”

The Chatot flapped his wings and swooped up onto an enormous, moss-covered tree. The trunk was an indicator that this tree was easily the largest and oldest plant in the entire garden. Yggdrasil was the name the Reginalds of old gave it, although it hardly compared to the real deal. Between the enormous, twisting roots, a stone slab with several brass handles covered a hole, labeled “REGINALD” via a plaque overlooking the slab.

“Exploud,” Tarma called, One of the pokeballs on his belt burst, and a huge beast covered in tubes appeared on the side opposite the Aegislash.

“YOU RANG?” the Exploud burst in a way not unlike a particular Primeape.

“Lift this, please,” Tarma ordered.

The Exploud did not hesitate, but he did voice his concern. “WHAT DO YOU WISH TO FIND IN THE TOMB? I CAN EASILY MOVE DOWN QUICKLY AN RETRIEVE IT!”

“Nothing,” Tarma replied as he carefully lowered himself down the narrow steps, “I just wanna see Pops. Hang back.” The Exploud stood at-attention outside, with the Chatot roosting in the thick, twisting branches high above.

The tomb was a single long corridor, twisting to the right over and over, spiralling down like a coiled snake. Huge steps were laid down in a large, slowly turning spiral staircase. On either side, stone coffins rested in perfectly carved rectangular holes. Every casket held a plaque with a name, all save for the first several. Time and the elements had worn away the font of the first few plaques beyong memory.

“Reggie, if you would,” Tarma extended his free hand. One of the flat arms pulled the shield away from the sword and held it under the arm of the older man. With a light lift, the Aegislash supported the old man as they descended.

Near the bottom, where a far wall remained scratched and unpolished by digging tools and the like, several coffins were already in place. There was one with Tarma’s name, one with Marcus’ name, and one for Celadon, Margriet, and even Radegast.

Tarma eyed the two caskets meant for his twin daughters, and then the one that held the bones of his wife. “I still miss her, Reggie.”

The Aegislash stared at the casket with an unblinking eye. “You said you wanted to see your father’s grave?”

“Right down to business,” Tarma wiped a finger over one eye. “That’s why you’re the mascot, Reggie.”

Reginald did not respond. It merely turned to see the casket directly next to Marcus’ eventual tomb, opposite from Tarma’s and his wife’s. Bretomart Reginald, the last wielder of the Shield of Light. Known as the world’s strongest man in life, he was known to wrestle Tyranitar as part of his personal training. “You’d be proud of your grandson,” Tarma placed a hand on the casket, where an indent near the head held a subtle, but intricately detailed likeness of Bretomart’s face. There was no other description of Bretomart’s life, besides a carved glass depiction of the huge man wielding the Aegislash as if it were his own sword and shield. Evidently, he was the only one to carry such power in his bare hands.

“He has forsaken his birthright and family name,” the Aegislash hovered closer. The ghostly voice seemed matter-of-factly, as if what Tarma said was ridiculous.

“Hey, doing something like that takes cojones, Reggie,” Tarma laughed. His laughter echoed up the spiral chamber. “Oh what the hell, you wouldn’t understand.”

“I have known many a Reginald, none were as disloyal and selfish as Radegast,” the Aegislash hummed condescendingly.

“Well, that’s your opinion,” Tarma smirked. “Come on, let’s go see him.”

“As you wish, Lord-Regent.” Several minutes later, Tarma was up in the sky, riding a Noivern about as old as Marcus' Yanmega, only the speaker-like ears have long-since lost colour.

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"Welp, off we go!" Radegast clapped his hands before shoving them back in his pocket. Once the wounds were clean, he had wrapped the shirt around his arm so he could take care of it once he arrived in Nimbasa. The hair band, however, was lost to the dunes. Radegast's dreadlocks cascaded down around his head, barely covered at all by his hat. "No point moping about stuff, you know?"

Elder smiled at Radegast's return to his chill nature. Elder offered to help carry the captured Sandslash.

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It didn't matter what time of day it was, whether it was the blackest night or the brightest day. The neon lights of Nimbasa City were visible and as iconic as ever.

There was no mistaking this spectacle for the eyes. The prominent features towering above the urban sprawl of buildings was a couple of stadiums designated for sports of all kinds, the theater that typically had a show in it every night, the slanted spires jutting out above the Pokemon Gym, and the massive ferris wheel that seemed to tie the whole landscape together. The colorful lights put a rather playful hue over the city in general, advertising the place like one massive theme park. While Castelia City was the business hub of all of Ruula, not to mention the Unova Region, Nimbasa City was the entertainment hub.

From the outskirts of the second most populous city in Ruula walked a few figures. The first one to be seen was a boy in a tank top with a mass of dreadlocks barely contained by the hat he wore. Walking beside him were three Pokemon: a Haunter with a keen eye and a rather impressive intelligence, a Shaymin with a gracious smile and a twinkle of energy in it's eye, and a Togetic with that ever mischievous and naive grin on his face. In the Haunter's hands was a tied up Pokemon, a Sandslash with a perpetual sulk coming from the events in the desert they were leaving behind.

As the city came into view, the Togetic was filling Elder in on the events after the battle at the Pokemon Training Academy.

"So now Crimson operates in a hidden corner of the Kalos Region, trying to recruit as many Pokemon as he can. And man is he good at it! They started this thing two weeks ago. Their base isn't even finished yet and already they have a ton of teams registered under the guild's name. About fifty, I think." Gambit stopped as the neon lights shone against the sunlight, letting them know they were getting close, "Hey, there it is!"

Gambit and Siena stopped for a moment, letting the massive city sink in to their eyes. For a moment, no one spoke. No one moved. Gambit was staring in awe while Siena seemed to be searching for something.

"Nimbasa City has to be the most colorful city on the planet," Gambit remarked, "I've always heard stories from other wild Pokemon who've seen it with their own eyes, but nothing beats this experience."

"There's the signal," Siena pointed towards the right side of the city. Among the cluster of buildings stood one slightly larger than the rest. On the front of it was the red egg with the wings on either side...the Crimson Guild badge.

"Lumi and Skyball set that up pretty quickly," Siena couldn't help but say out loud before turning to the Haunter, "You'll probably meet them when we get there. I have to warn you...they're a bit prone to not taking things seriously."

"Oh they're always a riot!" Gambit interjected with a laugh, "It's so much fun hanging out with them. I can't wait to say hi."

"Well, they sent an S.O.S. so I don't think they'll be in the mood for pleasantries," Siena was quick to add to Gambit.

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“Let me get this straight: Shortly after making contact with Friend-Radegast, you left him to fend for himself in an unnatural sandstorm?” the King of the Coral hummed with dissatisfaction.

“It was my orders to inform him of our actions, and report back as soon as possible. I could not lend any further assistance beyond the shores.”

“That’s fair enough,” the King of the Shadows gurgled, “You are a mere Skrelp scout. None could expect you to perform any more than your all-important task.”

“I’m not worth such praise, sir.”

“Nonsense,” Shadows rose from his seat, a flat slab of stone that had been moved to the meeting area deep, deep, very deep below the ocean surface. Under the weight of trillions of tonnes of water, few pokemon could get remotely close to observe the meetings of the Dragalge and their respective clans. Not even machines of science have been developed that could reach this meeting ground, though they would be able to catch whispering echoes through nearby sonars. hundreds- if not thousands- of the water-dragon-types all gathered in one space, with countless more throughout the oceans of the world. The red-brown kelp vines swirled and swished through the high-pressure ocean depths as if they were but air to the well-adapted creatures. And yes, they could adapt to all forms of water pressure, shut up science. “What shall we do?”

“Wait on reports,” Depths replied.

“Kings!” a small voice blurted through the ocean depths. A second skrelp bolted from the darkness into the bioluminescent light of the nearby plantlife. “A slave camp has been destroyed in the desert! Friend-Radegast was involved in its destruction!”

“How did you come across this news?”

“Several of the escaped slaves were searching for places to hide. They said there are hundreds displaced. They said they were being held by other pokemon until a human matching Friend-Radegast’s description broke them out.”

“If they were freed by Friend-Radegast, we should make do on our friendship,” Depths announced, “We should help these slaves find safe havens.”

“These slaves are not friends of ours,” the King of the Shore folded two arm-like kelp vines.

“I am afraid I agree with Shore,” Shadow added, “These slaves were held by other pokemon, not humans. This could be a conspiracy we are not prepared for.”

“Humans, we can understand, we can predict,” King of the Wrecks added as well, “Pokemon slave-owners… I cannot comprehend this.”

“Is that any less than us?” Depths asked, “We command thousands between ourselves.”

“We are not slave-owners, Depths,” Wrecks snapped, “Do not forget how we came to be the trusted leaders of the Seven Clans.”

Depths calmed down somewhat. Wrecks was right, but Wrecks did not owe Friend-Radegast his life. Failing to assist in this slave camp fiasco… Depths had to admit it blinded him. “Very well,” Depths conceded. “I am under the impression that we will continue the course, wait for reports, and come to an informed decision together.”

“Hear hear!” the clan leaders chanted. After many days, the meeting between the Dragalge was adjourned at last. They finally split off and returned to their daily lives. The normalcy would only end once a satisfactory amount of reports came to the leaders.



Radegast strolled over the gate threshold into Nimbasa city, side by side with Elder the Haunter, who was carrying a tied-up Sandslash. The Togetic and Shaymin provided support and kept an eye on the ghost’s cargo.

As Elder listened and absorbed every scrap of information the two wildlings gave. When they pointed out the building holding the winged red egg, Elder couldn’t help but wonder. How did they rent out a building in what appeared to be the second-most expensive city in the region?

Radegast was not looking at the building. He was frozen where he stood, because he saw someone he did not plan on seeing so soon.

“Radegast? Are you alright?!” Margriet burst forward as soon as she saw the bloodstains on Radegast’s hoodie. Considering she only saw her brother only a little over a day ago, this tattered, battered look was outright jarring. She hugged her brother, much to the surprise of Elder. “What in the world happened in the desert?”

“Marge,” Radegast seemed confused as Margriet distanced herself, with her hands on his shoulders. He cleared his throat. “Good to see you again, sis. How’s Raikou?”

Margriet’s eye twitched at the stupid nickname, and she removed her hands from Radegast’s shoulders, only to shove her brother back. Radegast laughed as he regained his footing. “Pissed off at you. You have a tendency to anger legendary pokemon, don’t you?”

“To be fair, he’d have done the same if I tried to crush his friend,” Radegast shrugged. “Bu-ut I don’t think he’ll see it that way. Anyway, what do you want?”

“I was told not to fight you anymore,” Margriet confessed, “So I’m here for conversation, not confrontation.”

“I appreciate the gesture, Marge,” Radegast held up a scarred fist. Specifically, it was the one that was bandaged after punching the Raikou.

Margriet returned the fist-bump, only noticing the scar tissue afterwards. She also noticed just how tough Radegast’s fist really was, feeling the shock of the proverbial “immovable object” return through her own arm. “Any chance you could call me by my actual name?”

“I’ll stop once you stop getting mad at it, eh?” Radegast grinned.

Margriet’s face reddened in pent-up anger, but she eventually sighed and calmed down. “So… where did you get that cylinder?”

“It’s a fold-up guitar, really cool tech. I won it from Virbank City gym,” Radegast replied, almost passionately, as if the instrument were one of the few things he really cared about. “I should play somethi-“ Radegast rose his arms to get the guitar off his back, and saw the blood stains on his sleeves. “Ah, right. I should get this sorted out first.”

“No brother of mine is going shopping for clothes while I’m here. I’ll make you respectable.”

“Just need some light layers I can switch out during the seasons.” Radegast replied, “And a new hairband for my hai-“

Margriet clapped a hand over her brother’s mouth. “Bro, do you even know where you are? Nimbasa City is the home of Style.” She waved an arm over the city skyline. “Nimbasa is the heart of leisure! I won’t take no for an answer! Plus, you can’t challenge the Gym leader looking like this.”

“Well, one: I’m not the one challenging the gym. Two: that’s your opinion,” Radegast tried to resist as his sister wrapped an arm around his own to drag him around the city. He eventually shook himself free after a few steps. “I’m good, really.”

“Bro,” Margriet jabbed at Radegast’s sleeves, only to recoil when it turned out some of the sleeve was still slightly damp. “Eugh! I will light that hoodie on fire I swear to Reginald.” she even produced a lighter.

“Alright, Marge, alright,” Radegast reluctantly pulled the hoodie off, “I guess I’m outgrowing it anyway,” he said. The hoodie was the same garb he wore when he first left. Now that he was taller, the hoodie barely cleared his belt when outstretched. “Alright,” he finally conceded as his shirt and hoodie were surrendered to Margriet. His tanktop only served to accentuate the muscle he had accumulated from training in school, and the adventures he had gone through.

As she lit the two on fire to let burn in the middle of the solid stone street, the Champion-tier trainer summoned a powerful-looking Poliwrath for fire safety. With the tanktop showing Radegast’s build, Margriet noticed the acid burn on her brother’s shoulder, as well as many a scar. “I think a full-on make-over is in order,” Margriet flatly stated.

“Noooooo fuck that, dude!” Radegast backed away, waving his arms. “I am not cutting these dreads, Marge.”

She smiled in an evil fashion. Finally, revenge for the stupid nickname! “You are not seeing Elesa looking like that, I would simply die of shame.”

“You would die of shame? Man maybe I should go right now, get you out of my hair,” Radegast began to walk, but was caught by Margriet.

“No ifs, ands, or buts about it, Radegast,” Margriet’s Raikou had been summoned as well to block the fifteen-year-old’s path. It snarled savagely at the boy, who maintained his composure.

“Yo, sorry about punching you,” Radegast rose a hand to pet the Raikou, only to pull away a mere instant before a snap. “To be honest, it hurt me more than it hurt you.” Margriet laughed, and Radegast continued. “Alright, you win. I’ll go shopping. Been too long anyway.”

Meanwhile, Elder glanced between the two siblings and the two wildlings. “Lord-Regent, we still have this to take care of.”

It was then that Margriet noticed the tied-up Sandslash. “What are you doing to that Sandslash?”

“It’s related to the desert,” Radegast replied, “He was running some slave camp. The Togetic and Shaymin came to arrest him and all.”

“A Shaymin?” Margriet hummed. A mythical pokemon, of all things? Hardly surprising that her brother didn’t even notice just how rare Shaymin were. The two of them looked so cute side by side, especially next to that disgusting old Haunter carrying a dirty old rat.

“Tell you what,” Radegast subconsciously stepped between his sister and the Shaymin, “I’ll meet you at the Pokemon centre after we’re done with the Sandslash, a’ight?”

Margriet harrumphed, “Ten minutes, and then I’ll look for you. You don’t want that, bro.”

“Never do, Marge.” Once more, the nickname got a reaction. Margriet stormed off, much to Radegast’s amusement.

Once his sister left, Radegast let Elder, Sienna, and Gambit lead the way. As they walked, the human produced a swiss army knife, and the sixth pokeball he had bought in Virbank and began tinkering with the locking mechanism.

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Kinoko returned to Nimbasa City, flying high over the city as she looked over everything with her Reconnoiter, taking images of things. She took special interest in the many creatures and the Ruulans that were mingling below, getting what readings she could on any potential power ratings compared to her own. Some of these "Pokemon" could prove challenging should it ever come to a fight, but the Ruulans themselves were quite weak.

Cracking her neck, she smirked and took special note of the Galaxy Police ship still present. That would be a nuisance, but as a solo individual, she wasn't confined by any distraction, and could easily stay out of that officer's reach. "I'm curious now. Some of those individuals in the desert are here now. I should keep an eye on that; such developments could radically alter the report we take back to our client. It's also interesting...the wildlife forms around here are strong, and they seem intelligent too, yet they allow themselves to be commanded by the inferior Ruulans. Perhaps that 'Touko' girl can fill me in if I run into her again. Though annoyingly chipper, she was a decent source of info."

Kinoko grinned and continued her survey while keeping tabs on Radegast, and anyone with him, from above.

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The uniforms had been retrieved and the Fireknaught returned quickly to the scene of the incident. The two had already changed and wore their uniforms that made them look more like a spec-ops than an actual soldier. In their hands they carried rifles, neither carrying ammunition, but an electrical beam that would temporarily knock out an enemy. On their head they wore helms that could gauge an enemies power, scan the area in many different forms of vision, and produces a signal that jams out any telepathic communications. The rest of their body was covered in camo uniforms and decked with many other items and weapons for knocking out and detaining an enemy instead of killing them.

When the two came forward to their squad leader, he quickly dropped his clothes, revealing all the glories of his perfectly sculpted body, and slid into his outfit. Now, before the officer, stood three Fireknaught soldiers who were garbed to bring down an enemy, even if they were much stronger than them. While many would look at them and become intimidated by their weaponry, they would never have to deal with it unless they were abnormally powerful or unknown; this situation being both. While a Fireknaught could go toe to toe with many alien species, if there was an easier way to combat them, the Fireknaught would attempt to.

"Men, we have a mission to complete..." The squad leader spoke as a beep went off inside his helm.

The beep had went off in all their helms and they immediately looked to the sky. The scanners were enlarging the image and scanning the power level of the flying being. There was nothing on them that they could use to bring the being to the ground, so they needed to think of a plan to do so.

The squad leader quickly developed an idea. He pulled a container from his pocket that had different modules in it and placed a module that amplified his rifles power. After doing so, he aimed high and placed an electric bolt directly in the path of the alien to grab their attention. While doing so, the other two men took positions in hiding in case the alien did land and things didn't go smoothly.

"Officer, you should be looking for the others. I can't justify you being on this planet, but while you are here, it seems we might need your help. We'll handle this one if you will find the others... You and I both know something is amiss if only one has returned." the squad leader spoke to the Galaxy Police officer.

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Haruko made a face as the strange alien beings took off before the displacement dome could be fully manifested. Her mind twitched abruptly as the dome dissipated.

"Tch.." She growled, as she watched them take off, only glancing momentarily at the Firenaughts, while the dome continued to dissipate.

She reached up and snapped her fingers, and a hoverbike revved it's engines, dropping from the cargo bay of the GXP Cruiser.

There were five of them and one of her, this meant she would need to take them down one by one, and incapacitate them for arrest and transport back to HQ.

"I'm here under the authority of the Underdeveloped Planets Preservation Treaty which the local government signed and consented to, now I have a job to do." She said, engaging the hoverbike's engines; which roared to life.

The bike took off in a cloud of dust, and ascended high into the sky, Haruko flipped a few switches, and a holographic display flickered to life. "I'll need to acquire their unique energy signatures so I can track their movements." She caught Kinoko high in the sky, and quickly narrowed her eyes as the Hoverbike's scanners began calibrating to Kinoko's unique energy signatures.

"One at a time." She said, engaging the throttle of the hoverbike and darting directly towards her position. Her hand reached to her right hip, and grasped a Seburo Model S Blaster pistol, which activated with a slight whine.

Closing the distance, Haruko leaned forward, on a collision course for Kinoko.

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"Son of a... Interrupts our investigation and now she's going to pick a fight... She's more of a threat then these aliens.." The squad leader spoke to himself.

The Fireknaught would quickly take aim at the hoverbike as it kicked off into the sky. The Fireknaught were here to protect Ruula and no officer would be above the law, and at this time, this specific officer had broken two laws, if not more. No matter who they were, the Fireknaught looked at them no different than any other being, and currently this officer was more disruptive than the current aliens.

With his aims set and his module still in effect on his rifle, the Fireknaught would release a blast of energy from his rifle that carried four hundred volts; enough to kill most humanoids and shut down smaller vehicles. This shot was not aimed directly at the officer, as the Fireknaught was not interested in killing them, but instead to hit the hoverbike and disable it while knocking Haruko out.

Should the first shot miss, the Fireknaught would fire again, knowing the bike could not evade multiple shots, especially if they came from behind without notice. Peace would be upheld on Ruula and any outside force would know that their are rules and laws that will be enforced when on Ruula, no matter who they are.

Even with this, the Fireknaught was still also keeping track of the alien with the super powers. A quick thought hit the Fireknaughts mind, thinking that maybe the alien would be considerate to talks when they seen the Fireknaught shoot down the bike. At the same time, the Fireknaught was aware of his decision.

After taking his shots at the bike, the squad leader spoke, "Prepare reinforcements for immediate dispatch. I will also need a level IV ground transport."

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Siena and Gambit gave curious glances towards the new arrival. While Gambit studied Margriet for what kind of personality she gave off, Siena studied Radegast to figure out what personality she really was. Gambit took care to notice how tidy she kept herself, noting that Margriet held herself in high prestige and jumping to the conclusion that she may have some worth to her name. Siena noticed the slight stiffness in Radgeast's body language upon laying eyes on his sister before going back to his regular calm demeanor. It signified to the Shaymin that Radegast and Margriet did not get along, although it wasn't sure how that translated in terms of quantifiable hate. But Margriet signified she was only here to talk, not battle, so that at least gave a hint.

"Friend of his?" Gambit questioned, hovering closer to Siena while the two bickered back and forth.

"I'd say relative. Definitely older," Siena said, "She's got that snarky older sibling tone...you know the one."

"I...actually don't," Gambit shrugged his shoulders, "I'm an only child."

This was news to Siena, who turned to the Togetic, intrigued, "You're an only child?"

Gambit nodded, "Yeah, I never had a sister to look up to or a brother to look down upon. Just my mom and my dad." He turned back to look at the two of them, noticing that Margriet had produced a lighter, "I can't believe you didn't know."

"Well...I don't know," Siena countered, "You never talk about them."

"Yeah..." was where he left the conversation drop, especially when his eyes widened in amazement at the Raikou's impressive coat, "Wow, that's cool! Never thought I'd see a Raikou today!"

"Perks of the job," Siena shrugged. Being a pretty rare creature itself, the Shaymin was used to the ooohs and the aaahs wherever the journey sent it. It humbled the experience. But Siena didn't strive to be noted as just a rare Pokemon. Siena strive to be noted as a difference maker...someone who remained active and actually performed their task effectively and changed the world for the better. It was one of the reasons why Siena left the home known to it and joined the Crimson Guild.

Seeing things from a similar perspective, the Shaymin respected the Raikou's own fame in Ruula, but would hope that it was grateful for it's existence as a legendary beast.

A small beam of light erupted from the northeast corner of Nimbasa City. Presumably, some action was going on very close to the sport stadiums of Nimbasa City, completely on the opposite side of their location. Their destination wouldn't cross paths with it either. Perhaps it was worth checking out, but for now Team Vitality had to remain focused. They had to meet up with Dee and the members of Team Volt. They had to bring Sabre in for arrest. Unless that fight was truly life threatening, it wasn't worth checking out.

Still, they kept their distant eye on the scene and waited for further developments while they progressed on their own mission.

Siena and Gambit led the way to the building marked by Lumi and Skyball. They both knew the place would likely be abandoned. Those two were the best at scouting an area and picking the most advantageous spot to bunker down if need be. They trusted the mark. As they walked among the crowd of people, they began to consider their next step.

"So what happens after we get Sandslash to the rendezvous point?" Gambit asked, "Do we continue this mission or do we escort Sabre back with Team Volt?"

Siena thought for a moment, "Well, our cover's blown, so there'd be no point spying from a distance. At the same time," he turned to Elder and the teen, "You guys have painted a bigger target on your backs than ever before. The moment Zane hears that the same person that stopped his conquest before is halting his progress now, he's going to be coming for you guys. And not just you and your Pokemon, but your friends, your family. He will exploit every weakness and he will beat you down with it."

Siena let that warning hang in the air as the conversation went back to Gambit, "So for right now, I'd feel safe if we went back to Crimson and updated him on the situation personally. The Psychic Rebellion's not going to gun for him with all these people around. He's safe so long as he's in Nimbasa. Hopefully by the time they're done with business here, we've got a game plan and will know what to do. What the-" Siena stopped as it rounded the corner, the full sight of the building coming into view.

It wasn't impressive looking in design, unlike the rest of the architecture around them, but it certainly was huge. Square and grayscale, it seemed to stand out even more so among the pretty colors around them. But that's not what caught the Shaymin's eye. In front of the building was a fairly decent cluster of Pokemon...four of them. An Umbreon seemed to be giving a distasteful glare towards the Altaria while a Lucario and a Donphan watched, tension quivering in their eyes. What was going on here?

"Hey!" Siena called out towards the group, "What are you guys doing?"

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“Painted a target?” Elder asked, “Dude, we just came across the camp and asked for directions. We didn’t start anything; they actually attacked first… Though we probably would’ve tried to help those slaves anyway if we weren’t attacked immediately.”

Elder and Radegast moved with Siena and Gambit, with Sabre still carried by the larger Haunter. They eventually arrived at the building, only to find four other trainer-less pokemon. Two appeared to be witnesses to a standoff between the other two. Elder placed the Sandslash on the ground, his hands were getting a little tired from carrying the Sandslash all afternoon. Radegast’s hands were in his pants pocket, a stance he was not entirely used to, since he always used the pockets of his now-incinerated hoodie. He merely watched the city skyline, only just noticing the battle that was occurring high above...

He only watched for a few seconds, before returning to his work. Radegast had seen aliens before, many of them flying around Ruula, wearing unusual suits of armour made from technology Ruulans never needed, carrying weapons Ruulans never needed. They always came from other worlds, beyond the portal positioned in a certain city. The main one went to a place called Terra. As a matter of fact, Chrome was forced to use the very same portal once upon a time.

As Radegast continued tinkering with the pokeball, Chrome popped out of it’s own. The shiny Beldum had not shown itself in a while. “Feeling like stretching your legs?” Radegast joked.

“Funny,” Chrome hovered slowly upward as it’s eye twitched in what appeared to be some sort of boot-up sequence. “The phrase is fitting, however. That pokeball does not lend much room to maneuver.”

“I know, right?” Elder asked excitedly.

“It makes for a safe haven, knowing that it is not the capturing device I’ve always known.”

“Well, that’s your opinion,” Elder smirked.

Almost as if on-cue, something happened to the pokeball that made the mechanism lock in place. “Ah, good,” Radegast muttered. He dug into the button with the swiss army knife, and pried out what appeared to be a hook with a spring. “Gotcha,” he grunted as he put a little muscle into pulling the piece out. The locking mechanism was snapped right out. The top half swung uselessly on it’s hinge. Radegast then pulled a well-used file from the swiss army knife and began filing the hook into an even wedge. Afterwards, he carefully placed the spring and the hook back in place in the locking mechanism.

“Yo Suros,” Radegast said to no one in particular. The lazy bird burst from her pokeball directly onto Radegast’s shoulder. “You good to weld one more time?” He held up the pokeball to the Fletchinder.

“Yeah, a’ight,” Suros lazily chirped. She took the pokeball between two wings and pinched her blade-like beak in between the shells of the pokeball. With a hiccup, a jet of white-hot flame burst, and welded the hook back into place.

“Thanks buddy,” Radegast held up a fist, which Suros pounded with a folded-up wing. “Now we can get everyone healed up at the centre.”

“Oh joy,” Elder hummed as he picked up the Sandslash once more, ready and extremely willing to deliver the cargo. It was true that he was battered and bruised from the fighting, but he still did not like the dull chambers of the pokeballs.

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader
  1. Okay, this is getting weird.

    by Hopeislife
  2. What Hope said.

    by LawOfTheLand
  3. Why the koala though? XD I have a feeling this is gonna be a long next few days with roleplay

    by Hopeislife

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Before Siena and Gambit could begin to reply to the Umbreon, the ground began to shake around them. Gambit was hovering, so it was ineffective to him. However, Siena was still in Land Form and began bouncing around like a pinata on a child's birthday.

"What the-" Siena glanced up towards the sky at the sound of the bombs hitting the streets below, "That fight escalated quickly."

Gambit turned to Siena, a look of apprehension accompanying that determined gleam on his face, "What do we do?"

A moment passed. Siena's eyes darkened, the cute Land Form disappearing before everyone's eyes to reveal it's Sky Form to everyone.

"We do what any Crimson Guild member would do," Siena told Gambit, "We fight for our home."

With that, Siena kicked off the ground, shooting up and over the building. Gambit turned towards the Umbreon and her company and shrugged, "Well, you don't have to help us. But it looks like a full scale invasion is going on and we could really use every Pokemon to our advantage."

Meanwhile, Siena landed through the gaping hole in the roof, right in between Lumi, Skyball, Dee, Pitch, and Zap. Pitch reared back in shock while Dee ran forward.

"Siena! Good to see you!" Dee spoke harshly and quickly, with authority, "Any details about what that was? Is there a Ground-Type inbound?"

"Negative, Dee," Siena spoke a similar lingo, "An alien invasion. And we're going to take it down."

"Ooooh, aliens!" said Skyball enthusiastically, "How many guild points will that go towards our team? We can finally dethrone Team Madness!"

"Skyball..."

"THE REVOLUTION HAS BEGUN! WE SHALL BECOME CHAMPIONS! FIRST THE GUILD, NEXT THE WORLD!" Skyball's mocking tone was enough to send Lumi into a fit of laughter which the Emolga quickly joined.

Dee sighed, "If you could put that much energy into your jobs, I wouldn't have to come rescue you all the time."

"Hey now," Lumi leaned on the tiny head of the Dedenne, "How were we supposed to know a Turf War was going to break out while we got this Nidorina?"

A low growl emitted from deep in the Dedenne's throat, causing Lumi to stand up straight. Dee was not in a mood for nonsense.

Meanwhile, Siena talked with Pitch and Zap, "If you two would like, you are more than willing to help us out. Otherwise, seek shelter. Things could get dicey."

Just then, a large form landed gracefully in the opening on top of the building. The large orange dragon's eyes were like saucers as it described the scene above them, "Holy mother of Arceus...there's a massive revolt going on. Pokemon of all shapes and sizes are fighting these massive machines. What the hell did you guys cause out here?"

"Oh, hey Unix!" Lumi waved cheerfully, "Perfect timing!"

"You know us," Skyball shrugged sheepishly, "Our shenanigans and all."

Dee sighed irritably while Siena raised a brow, "Wait...you said Pokemon are already fighting them?"

"Yeah. Humans are revolting against the invaders. All their Pokemon are out there, fighting back. I've never seen so many in one place. It's massive!"

"Well, then we have to help them!" Siena replied determinedly, staring at Team Volt, "I think it'll be fine if Rubira joins you guys now. No need for secrecy at this point."

Lumi shurgged, "She may have taken the initiative and already joined the fight. She's got a better view than we do."

Siena nodded, "Right. Unix, send word to Crimson. Tell him everything's going haywire in Nimbasa. We may need to pull teams together to join us if necessary. Tell him he may need to join us."

Unix nodded and took off at such intensity that it made the building shake slightly. A few seconds later and he was already en route to the Kalos Region, away from the fighting in Nimbasa.

"Alright, guys," Siena arched her body, "Let's show these guys the full brutality of the Crimson Guild!"

Siena and Skyball flew out the opening above while Dee and Lumi took off through the grate system Pitch and Zap had just come from. For a moment, nothing moved. Then Pitch began to run in the same direction.

"I think I'm going to help them out," Pitch looked at Zap, all serious placated on his face, "Will you help me?"

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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Zap nodded. "Honestly, this is just getting weird." He follwed behind Pitch.


Glow yelped as the ground began to shake, although Fluff just flew upwards. "What the?" Aurora and Mud seemed to be having similar reactions. "What in the name of arches is going on?" Mud yelled.

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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The members of the Miso Force took to the sky as the Ground-types approached, all five splitting up to defend against their assailants. Kinoko immediately spoke up. "Alright guys, time to fight! Our lives are more important than the contract, and damn if we don't manage to finish it, even for no reward! Your quota is many to one, but we can take it! Destruction should be kept to a minimum, but if you need to do it to survive, do it! Let's go guys!"

Kinoko swung around in a loop in the air as she evaded bolts of lightning while deflecting some others. She then spread her arms and fired several purple energy spheres that tracked the attacking Pokemon. "You think you stand a chance? We didn't want to fight! But so be it, you forced our hands!"

Hana went back to the ground to face the ground types, jumping over the Dig attempts as she bended and stretched her arms and legs in unnatural ways. "Kee hee hee hee! Kee hee! I'm getting warmed up! You can't hurt me! None of you can, so let's play!" She was attempting a sort of whack-a-mole with the Dig users, issuing punches and kicks, as they emerged, with her stretching limbs.

Mirkan would land elsewhere before Trainers and their Pokemon, flipping his hair aside. "Do we really need to do this? Very well." He would utilize Rapid Movement to approach their Pokemon nearly unseen, and attempt some swift physical attacks in punches and kicks delivered with an uncanny elegance and grace.

Maynace would fight off any Pokemon chasing her as she weaved around buildings, occasionally firing magenta colored energy waves back at the Pokemon. "Right then mates, you think you're tough?! I'll show you what a true rock star elite can do!" She continued her fast and agile weaving and bobbing.

Slale landed on the ground and blocked attempted Dig attacks by firing eye lasers at the trails in the ground the Pokemon left. "Children's tricks won't work on me. You're in for the long haul, so prepare yourselves." He was calm as ever.

Each member of Miso Force made sure they did not attack buildings or Trainers, only the Pokemon. They carried themselves with a certain code of honor, and they weren't going to break that code unless they would die for not doing so.

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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As the Pokemon and trainers began to rise up and fight for themselves, the Fireknaught definitely needed to change the directions of a few things and try to use this to their advantage. Two of the Fireknaughts were hidden, so it was very unlikely for them to be attacked, and the one that was visible stood there with three pokemon and his weapon slung over his shoulder. This was the first thing the squad leader knew he had going for him, having a bond with pokemon, even if they were the outcast pokemon.

The Razor Leaf would cut the strap holding the rifle under his arm, but there was no tanks, just three Fireknaughts; two hidden and one present. Machamp, Voltorb, and Geodude took positions around the squad leader, protecting him. While protecting him the squad leader would make communications to the other Fireknaughts, and the pokemon to the other Pokemon.

"Land the transport convoy. The Pokemon have the other airships tied up. Someone send message to redirect the Disruptor Missile. Nobody do anything drastic, the Ruulans are our allies.", the squad leader spoke to the few others in the area.

While everyone was doing what little they could, the squad leader tried to connect with the Miso Squad, "Looks like we might want to work together here. If you will get out of this city, I can arrange a temporary shelter to keep you hidden. I can tell now that you're not here to harm or you would be blasting these Pokemon with some kind of power, I hope you can accept an apology for acting out of fear rather than intelligence."

The Pokemon surrounding the squad leader tried to talk with the other pokemon, "Why are you attacking us?! These people share a bond with our planet just as we do! Their hearts are for us! We should worry about the army above us, not the people helping us!" The pokemon pleaded hard for their masters while defending any attacks that further come.

The squad leader would respond back to the man shouting, "We are not the invaders! We have lived beside you and worked with you for some time! Do you not remember the attacks on Castelia City and who was there?! These aliens are capable of blowing us to pieces, but even in their attack, they are defending themselves without harming anyone! Who is the one attacking people with lethal weapons?! Who is the one dropping soldiers on this magnificent city?! You want independence? Let us help you achieve that!..."

The Fireknaught squad leader lifted his hand to the sky, "We can all see who's planet this is, and the Fireknaught accept that. We want to be your brothers and sisters. Never would you see us do such a thing to a city! The only enemy you have here is the one who is willing to risk your lives, the one shooting instead of escorting."

While the Fireknaught spoke, his Pokemon all looked upon the crowds with sadness in their eyes. They felt their masters were being treated how they were treated in the wild or old owners. Even the Pokemon questioned the situation and why they were being attacked, a depression causing thought that was easily seen in the faces. The pokemon knew little on politics, but they knew when someone was trying to help, they knew the Ruulans were trying to help themselves, but couldn't process why they weren't helping them, particularly because the Pokemon knew only people with Ruula's energy within them could bond with Pokemon.

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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--- THE PAST

Steelfist stood before the group, surrounding them with countless Mankeys. Elder rolled to an unconscious lump in front of Radegast. “Odor Sleuth… Huh…” Radegast crouched down to place a hand on the Ghastly’s head. “Good try, bud,” he said as he recalled the Ghastly into the safety of the modified pokeball. Only unconscious would Elder tolerate the device.

Radegast stood up, towering over the clan that filled most of their vision. The Primeape spat poison-infused saliva, ignoring the Toxic that Elder had managed to apply. “Weak,” Steelfist huffed as he flexed. He was bigger than Rage, even bigger than even Rage remembered.

“Let me get this straight,” Radegast stuffed his hands into his pockets, “Your pride’s hurt and you’re not gonna let bygones be bygones?”

“My rule of the region will be absolute just as soon as I destroy the only one who had beaten me before.” Steelfist jabbed a finger at the human, but kept his eyes on the single Mankey that was not part of the crowd. “This human is your new trainer? He has done little to improve your skills compared to me. I will break him to prove to the world that none can best me.”

“NO!” Rage shrieked, but Steelfist was fast for a Primeape. He burst forward. The fist was sent to Radegast… and just as easily pulled away.

None saw what happened mere microseconds before, but before they knew it, the Fletchling was shredding the Primeape. Terrible pecks were delivered with the rapidity of a minigun. Clumps of fur were sent in all directions, barely doing anything to muffle the screaming. The surrounding clan of Mankeys grew pale and stiff like marble as even blood spurt and lashed the ground with crimson.

“Suros! Dude!” Radegast called as he just then realised what just happened.

Just as quickly as she began, she darted back to the human’s shoulder. The Primeape lay, broken and bleeding… but still breathing. Steelfist rolled to his side with a pained groan.

“Holy shit dude!” Radegast’s hand automatically reached for a potion.

“NO!” Rage bellowed.

“Dude, he’s hurt!” Radegast held up the potion as Rage limped between him and Steelfist. “He’s…”

“CRIPPLED,” Rage replied. He indicate the Primeape’s legs. They bent the other way in a gross fashion, “NO POTION CAN HELP HIM. WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW!”

Radegast felt the eyes of the terrified Mankey surrounding them. Slowly, that fear turned into hate, and their eyes began to twitch.

“NOW!” Rage tugged at Radegast’s cargo pants to pull him along. “BEFORE MOB MENTALITY STRIKES!”

Radegast clenched his teeth, cursed, and pocketed the potion once more. He then began to run. Suros yawned as the furious cries of an entire clan emitted behind them. They shouted wordless cries of hate and curses.

None could catch up to Radegast’s longer stride, nor Rage’s superior speed. If there were any who could, they would’ve contended with Suros.

“Suros,” Radegast panted as the cries shifted from anger to mourning. After an hour of running, the Mankeys had given up, far far behind. “You okay?”

“Steelfist wanted to harm you,” Suros simply replied as she buried her head under a wing to roost.

“Doesn’t mean you should cripple a dude,” Radegast replied, “Remember when we met Rage?”

“I UNDERSTAND WHY YOU DID IT,” Rage harrumphed, “BUT IT WAS TERRIBLE, WHAT YOU DID!”

“Eh, that’s fair,” Suros shrugged, “So long as the Lord-Regent is safe…”

Radegast pursed his lips together, “Don’t worry so much about me, buddy. I can handle myself,” he lied.

--- IN THE SUBWAY, THE PRESENT

“Half-lied, you mean,” Elder quipped. “Now that the dam’s no longer classified.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Radegast chuckled.

“Sucks that I missed it, though,” Elder rolled his eyes, “Being knocked-out and all,”

“Well, that’s why you asked for the story while we waited for all this to deal with itself, isn’t it?” Radegast asked. Suros sighed while roosting on Radegast’s shoulder. “So long as you don’t cripple any more,” the fifteen-year-old added.

“I don’t feel like crippling things most of the time anyway,” the Fletchinder whistled.

“I see you’ve been practicing your Pokespeak,” Margriet noted.

“I honestly have no idea what they’re saying,” Radegast replied without looking up.

“It’s more about reading intention,” Margriet said, “That’s something Daddy and Uncle Tarma always knew.”

“Pops and Tarma do know Pokespeak, though.”

“That also helps.”

Logan produced his phone as he directed late evacuees into the subway. He called Marcus. “It’s Logan, are you-“ he paused for a moment, “Yes, I’m aware of what’s happening in Nimba- … Yes, they’re safe. They’re in the subway… Hang on,” he put Marcus on speaker phone and brought the phone to the siblings.

“I’m glad you didn’t join the fight,” Marcus replied, “There is a lot of political mumbo jumbo and miscommunication that’s made the entire situation incredibly confusing. If you had gone in, you might have been arrested.”

“Are you doing anything about it?” Margriet asked.

“I’m no official of any political standing, so my place is ensuring the safety of my family, even if they’re runaways.” Margriet stole a knowing glance at her younger brother.

Radegast couldn’t help but look at the Sandslash, Sabre, still tied up and under Rage’s and Elder’s watchful eye. The Haunter even licked the Sandslash before the story to ensure paralysis prevented any attempt to break the binds. “Just a precaution. You did try to kill the Lord-Regent,” Elder had smirked.

“You sure you don’t want to come home after this?” Margriet asked Radegast, “After this travelling? It hasn’t been the same for five years.”

“I’d have been happy to have vanished, to be honest,” Radegast crossed his arms, “With friends like these, I’m already the greatest I need to be.”

Margriet did not smile. “Still don’t agree, eh?”

Marcus added, “Even Tarma agrees, you need to-“

“What’s that?” Radegast rose from his seated position. The ground rumbled, but the incredibly sturdy architecture of the subway held. “Damn, must be some intense fighting out there.”

“Stay safe,” Marcus said, “Stay in the subway unless it’s compromised, and follow government instructions if there are any broadcasted. You got an electric-type with you?”

“Sir!” the Operative was out and about, patrolling the area.

“Yo Op, you able to catch radio signals down here?” Radegast asked.

“I would be an embarrassment to the unit if I couldn’t!” the Galvantula saluted.

“Thanks buddy,” Radegast smirked.

“Good, keep an ear out for broadcast signals from Ruulan government or police. Stay safe.” Marcus then hanged up.

Radegast and Logan exchanged glances. “That Primeape’s pretty strong,” Logan said, “Took out Marth in one punch.”

“Is Marth gonna be another grudge-holder?” Radegast joked.

“Nah, he knows about you and Palkia,” Logan smirked, “It’s no big deal.”

“Five years,” Margriet hummed thoughtfully as she fully registered what Radegast said, “You’ve made a lot of enemies, haven’t you?”

“Lotta friends too,” Radegast shrugged, “Can’t expect the world to love you.”

“Speak for yourself,” Margriet huffed in a very diva-like fashion.

“I will, Marge,” Radegast smirked.

“You want me to throw you out of the subway entrance, bro?”

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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Glow looked at the others. "We should wait for Pitch and Zap to come out." Aurora nodded. "We shouldn't leave them behind."

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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While Peacekeepers began to land inside Nimbasa, several heavy transports were following suit to keep the people from open revolt against the men who were landing.

They flew over the city, dropping massive showers of leaflets, the leaflets printed in bold easy to read text.

"We are here to help! We are AXIS Peacekeepers!" Along with. "This is not an invasion! Please flee to shelter! We will protect you!"

On the streets, the Peacekeepers moved to quickly corral the fleeing people to their shelters, while moving quickly to set up defensive lines from looters, and rioters.

They made no hostile moves against the Pokemon or their trainers, instead they held position, acting only if they were attacked.

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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The plea from the Fireknaughts placed logic and reason within the defending citizens as they slowly receded from assaulting them. Those who held grudges against their presence were quelled by others who knew better. The Fireknaughts had been here for a couple of years. Had they wished to seek the destruction of Ruula, they would've attempted to do so years ago. For now, they were pure in heart and pure in intention.

The Peacekeepers also made through to the citizens of Nimbasa City, but not that easily. Unlike the Fireknaughts, these arrivals were new and seemingly threatening. Even with the bold text, they still held their suspicions. The people would glance up at the sky nervously as the massive ships continued to deploy blue helmet after blue helmet. These people, like the Fireknaughts, didn't command them. For now, they would trust their peaceful intention. However, they would not run. They had no need to seek shelter and they certainly weren't going to listen to foreigners until they could earn their trust. They stayed put, but relinquished the assault on the Peacekeepers.

Which left the Miso Force, who was going to town on the Pokemon that came for them. They seemed to be holding their own fairly well against the massive swarm of Pokemon. But that would change instantly. They had purposefully gotten the weaker trainers to concentrate efforts on what seemed to be the bigger threat. Now that the leaflets revealed the Peacekeeper's intentions and the Fireknaughts held their own, this was the only threat to be dealt with.

All trainers focused their fight towards the Miso Force, small and powerful Pokemon alike. However, rather than go for full power moves, the trainers worked tactically, throwing attacks from certain angles to corral them together, but blatantly missing. As they did so, the wall of Pokemon gathering to rush them thickened with more and more numbers. They pressed against the Sayain led crew, pushing them closer and closer towards the exit.




Meanwhile, a small crowd of Pokemon had gathered on a particularly large building, noticing the sky becoming rather clear of Pokemon. They seemed to be leaving the big ships alone, at least for the moment.

"What happened now?" Siena questioned, an apprehensive glance upward shortly following, "Did these guys already wipe them out?"

"Not from the looks of it," Dee reassured, "They all seem to be concentrating efforts over there!"

Everyone looked towards the massive crowd shoving the Miso Force further and further towards the outskirts. Pitch was the first to look down on the ground and read the leaflet.

"We are here to help. We are AXIS Peacekeepers," the Eevee read aloud before looking at the ships once more, "You think those are the blue helmet wearing humans?"

"They have to be," Dee agreed, "Those guys on the ground have occupied the planet for some time, according to our records. And I don't think those guys could spread these leaflets across the entire city so quickly...especially with that assault they're dealing with."

"Should we join in?" Lumi clenched her tiny Pachirisu fists, ready for a fight.

"No," came Siena's answer, "At least not yet. The people seem to be doing a great job coming together and ushering out the threats. If it starts to look bad on that end, then maybe. For now, let's just watch and see what happens."

"Uh..." Gambit looked around them, "Where's Sabre? And Radegast?"

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Character Portrait: Misokai Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Shojo Akuji Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: M'zulf 'Nchardek Character Portrait: "Lord-Regent" Radegast the Trainer Character Portrait: Glow Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Mud Character Portrait: Aurora the Lucario Character Portrait: Zap The Raichu Character Portrait: Fluff The Altaria Character Portrait: Misonii Character Portrait: Lumi the Pachirisu Character Portrait: Skyball the Emolga Character Portrait: Misojan Character Portrait: Misoren Character Portrait: Ruulan Fireknaught Character Portrait: Gambit the Togetic Character Portrait: Dee the Dedenne Character Portrait: Siena the Shaymin Character Portrait: The Reginald Family Character Portrait: Misoquu Character Portrait: Elesa the Nimbasa City Gym Leader

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Noticing the increased aggression towards them, Kinoko quickly contacted her team. "So, they're all on us now! We cannot afford to break contract, so regroup at the landing point! The city is no place to fight!"

At her insistence, the group flew even higher into the air, far beyond most Flying type capabilities as they flew to each other and south out of the city.