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"Scouts foun' tracks leadin' to several empty camps in the desert." Said Sergeant John Sullivan as he paced over the sand, for once ordered into a mission befitting military personnel. "Over tha last few weeks several reports of stolen supplies have been submitted to nearby League Quarters, and after examinations, it was been determined that the occupants of these nomad camps were behind these thefts."

His pacing came to a stop as his brows furrowed, eyes narrowing.

"A few witness reports are tha reason we a' here, ladies and gentlemen." He said. "Amongst the group, humanoids bearing megalopolan equipment were detected by observant civilians."

He paused, turning to face the squad he had been assigned to lead. 12 Soldiers, himself included.

"In yer PokeNavs y'all will fin' the coordinates the specialists at base determined through analysis o' their past trajectories." He said, crossing his arms and nodding at 'em. "Y'all got yer groups. Divide, surround, n' trap 'em. We tryin' to take 'em all in for interrogation. Don't do anythin' too dangerous."

He turned his gaze to you, and nodded.

"Yer with me. Squad E, move out!"

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Far be it from him to call himself a 'soldier' in any form of the word. He certainly wouldn't fight for the League as it was. However, even the poor reporting of HNN had mentioned rumors of megalopolans in the desert. When Doug his assignment to the task slip, he couldn't help but tag along despite any protests.
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Otherwise he would have never brought him along. Here the bastards were, robbing citizens and refugees alike. Were he not so blinded to think straight, the boy might have questioned how the reported megalopolans had not eaten anyone. Although missing persons weren't why they were here, not that it would have mattered to Andy Blackadder.
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''You seem surprisingly good at this.'' The youth waited until the others wandered off to their task before speaking. Their uncertain glances had been noted. ''Sure you're not going to get your ass chewed for having me along? This ain't Mauville or some shit, but there's still plenty of danger.'' The last thing he wanted to do was earn Doug a reprimand.
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''Did you want to fly? We can see more and move faster in the air.''

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"What's that suppose' ta mean?" He said with a grinning pout, slipping out of character now that his 'forces' were gone. "'Surprisingly'... Psh. I'm the livin', breathin' visage of military excellence."

He found himself snorting almost immediately after, unable to fully stomach his own joke.

"Hnrk... Hmm? Don't worry too much about it. Far as everyone 'ere knows, yer just another young Leaguer like me." He said as he stretched his arms above his head, quickly throwing out some exercises to loosen up before throwing himself at the death trap called the desert. "They won't say anythin' if we don't give 'em any reason to."

This late in the night, the place was a freezing scape, making him glad for the equipment.

"These ain't public Ops anywho. The public will be getting minimal details. Should be fine as long as we keep our mouths shut." He said as he peered back at Andy, winking.

"Glad ya joined me on this. Will be my first time runnin' into these uglies as somethin' other than a victim. 'ppreciate havin' someone I can lean on fo' it."

With that, Doug reached into his bag and produced a set of goggles- before casually throwing them at Andy.

"That's the plan." He said with a nod, before crossing his arms. "Can't risk bein' seen, though. So."

He reached into his belt and tugged a single net ball free, before throwing it in the air.

A rather large Flygon of unusual coloring appeared from the pokeball, his flapping wings throwing up clouds of sandy smoke around them.

"So we'll be comin' to them as a Sandstorm." He said as he reached up to pet the Flygon, before looking at Andy. "Stick close to me, 'ey?"

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A smirk also spread across his face at Doug's poor attempt at sarcasm. He had to admit though, it wouldn't have bothered him at all if they had issued the sergeant with a smart looking uniform. 'Man in uniform' was definitely a button somewhere within his psychology. Though it impressed him more how willingly they would cover for him.
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A look crossed his face when Doug mentioned keeping his mouth shut, with a pointed wink. It almost triggered a tirade about how he could walk right into the nearest HNN station with camera footage of the war crimes he wished to commit against the megalopolans and they still would put out only the vaguest of articles. But his gift assuaged such an outburst.
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''Aw, cool! Thanks.'' Goggles were the second coolest eyewear after aviators, which would also have been fitting all things considered. ''If it was daytime we coulda attacked out of the sun. Moon's not as bright though.'' He liked the amount of planning his fellow trainer had put into all of this. It was surprisingly tactical for the 'bumpkin kid' persona Doug emitted.
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''Ah blimey! Is that a shiny?'' The appearance of the flygon elicited an exited response. Now his own was going to seem way less cool. ''When did you catch that? Thought you were all about the bug types?'' None the less, he drew two pokeballs. From one came the familiar Ravana. From the other spawn his own, much plainer flygon.
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''Close formation. Got it,'' he confirmed as he climbed atop the green dragon. ''You two follow Doug's lead, hear me?'' The yanmega was already hovering above the sand, ''yanmega.'' Ravana was dutiful as ever. ''Flaaa!'' The flygon fluttered its wings to create their trademark hum.

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Doug smiled, fitting his own issued goggles over his forehead while patting Guirus. He had somehow managed to avert a tirade without even realizing it.

"Hm? Oh, guess he is." He said- he rarely gave Guirus' coloration much note. "He don't like it much. It didn't make'im too popular back at the safari zone, I think."

Needless to say, Guirus became rather shy as soon as the other, normal Flygon came about, his gaze turning downwards. In response, Doug's hand dragged up the length of his neck to pat his cheek, the bumpkin winking at it before mounting.

"Flygons are bugs. I already had'im when we met." He said to Andy, placing his goggles over his eyes. "They share common ancestors with several bug types, and even belong to the 'bug egg group'."

Though neither bug typing nor egg was required to be a 'bug'. But that was a subject he hadn't finished written his dissertation on yet, and he didn't want to give Andy flash backs to his mother- More importantly, this really wasn't the time to geek out on bugs, so he would save it for another time.

With Andy's confirmation and orders to his pokemon, Doug gave his own nod to Guirus, the bug dragon's wings beginning to flap rapidly as it took to the air.

"Sandstorm!"

To anyone who didn't know, the encroaching sandstorm was just something one should expect while inhabiting the desert. The megalopolans they were seeking had probably suffered through quite a few of them in the time they had spent there.

That was probably why they didn't immediately go for either arms or pokemon when the first signs of the storm appeared in the horizon, instead retreating to the insides of 'their' tents- large structures made of unknown materials. They were slightly larger than the average war tent in size.

As their group closed in onto the camp, Doug's Flygon flew close to a nearby dune, the youth quickly dropping disembarking his pokemon before pulling out a pokeNav, flicking it open to assertain the location of the rest of their troops.

Guirus kept going in the meanwhile, taking to over the camp, maintaining the storm over it.

"Everyone's almost in position." Said Doug under his breath as he peered at Andy.

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On the flight there he considered prodding Doug about a flygon really being a type of bug. No flaw was spotted with the older trainer's logic, he just wanted to see how riled up he could get him. There would be other times for that however. Right now there were megalopolans that needed to meet their end, and Andy was eager to bring it to them.
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As the sergeant dropped onto a dune, he too landed to disembark, though his own two pokemon stayed by his side. He pushed the goggles up away from his eyes to get a better lookout from their perch. Doug observed that all was close to readiness, and his own excitement and anxiety was building all the while. This felt like it was going to be much more fun than Mauville.
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''Are we going straight in when everyone's ready?'' Although there were more important things to consider. ''Just how many prisoners do you need?'' It would feel like sacrilege to let them all walk. After all, one of the few solid details from HNN was that these megelopolans were leftovers from Mauville.
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The degree of mercy shouldn't have been too high.

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"No." He said, pulling slightly onto the neck of his light brown uniform. "We're trying to catch 'em off guard."

He turned his attention to the camp in the distance, reaching at his side to grasp binoculars hanging from his belt.

"We'll take out their lookouts first, then roun' 'em up while they are asleep." He said, before holding out the item to Andy.

There was a reason the operation was taking place past midnight. Megalopolans weren't too different from humans; they still needed sleep, With a little luck, the operation would pull through smoothly.

As for how many... He gave Andy a look.

"As many as possible. The more we bring in for questionin' the more answers, is probably the logic." He said, before winking at Andy. "But 'ey, with any luck? They'll go down before they even realize we're here."

He paused talking as his hand came up to his ear, pressing the comm as his gaze turned back to the Megalopolan Camp.

"All units n' position." He said, narrowing his eyes. "Aw'right. Confirm lookout numbers and positions."

The stranded Megalopolans might have once been more careful- but after months of 'successfully' evading notice, they had grown arrogant.

The nearest lookout to the two boys was taking a piss in the sand when they found him, peering at him from over a tall dune.

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Admittedly, it was unexpected to find the enemy with their pants literally down. Doug, himself, and his pokemon spied on a megalopolan nature calling across the trough of two sand dunes. Thankfully, the distance and the dust storm helped obscure his alien dong. While fairly liberal minded, Andy wasn't warm to the idea of interspecies attraction.
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''I got this,'' the boy said motioning to his two bug types, 'technically' in the flygon's case. Sliding a ways down the backside of the depth of the dune, he mounted Draco once more, looking to his curious yanmega. ''Rav, distract him. We'll drop the hammer.'' The darner fly seemed to hesitate as it hovered, but then turned and flitted off.
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''Let's get ready mate,'' he spoke into the flygon's 'ear.' It hovered back up to the crest of the dune to watch. The sentry was just shaking it off. Using her speed boost, Ravana traveled down the obscured length of the dune before crossing the gap to the other and coming right at their target. Of course, the lookout noticed the yanmega speeding right at him.
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''Go~'' Andy whispered harshly to his mount as the enemy looked up. Speeding at his distracted angle with a dragon rush, the flygon plowed right into his back, knocking the megalopolan to the ground face first. ''Quick! Don't let him scream! The harshness of his hushed tone caused Draco to bend his neck down and take their foe's head into his mouth.
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It was a satisfying scene, but to see the enemy so helpless caused something strange to grow in the boy. They had been disabled, but not defeated. And somehow that just didn't feel right. The spell spread like a poison, charged through his veins like a disease. It was a strange lust that felt heavier, darker.
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''Tighter!'' The flygon acquiesced, causing the sentry to release a muffled whimper. ''Tighter! Bite his fucking head off!'' His grip on the pokemon tightened as if to demonstrate. Who knew if it was voluntary. Despite Draco's obvious reservations, eyes flicking from his trainer to his captive, he did as commanded.
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"Stop! You got him already! What are you doing?!" Said Doug as he leapt atop the dune, arms pinwheeling wildly as he quickly descended, his eyes wide with horror as the sentry audibly whimpered, his head caught in a vice grip in the Flygon's jaws. "Stop, stop, ST-!"

A sickening crunch brought the youth's words to a crashing halt. His protests had carried him all the way to the dragon, but it had hardly paid any attention to him or his orders, or his attempts to pry its jaw open.

Very slowly, John's hands pried themselves away from the Flygon's jaw, one of them falling limp to his while the other was brought to his face, two digits slowly scooping from the blood, and perhaps other matter, that had splattered across his face.

He stared at it blankly.

And that truly seemed to be an appropriate word- the brunette seemed to have short circuited.

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A noise through the wind had caught his attention as his flygon did as it was told, drawing Andy's eyes. Doug was making a lot of noise, and for a moment of entrenched self-righteousness he couldn't figure out why his commander was compromising their mission with his shouting. The sandstorm obscured his words at first.
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As the older trainer drew closer, it became more clear that he was attempting to prevent the death of their enemy. But it was too late for such foolishness. The sand became soaked with the megalopolan's off colored blood, and his flygon shook his head from side to side, mouth agape to try to rid itself of the taste of the monster.
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''Hang on Draco.'' Reaching back into his supplies, he fetched out a bottle of water and cracking and discarding the plastic top, he dumped it into the pokemon's open mouth. After letting the poor thing spit a couple of time, it drank of it. ''We'll get you a treat after to fully erase that evil taste,'' Andy said, with a pat of the creature's head.
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''Flaa...'' It didn't seem pleased with the situation, but a treat was a treat. ''What's up with you?'' Finally his attention turned to Doug, who looked white as a sheet even through the flying sand. ''All that yelling coulda cocked it up. I thought we was being quiet?'' He nodded at the mutilated corpse.
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''That bastard won't be making any more noise, and there'll be plenty of more where he came from, just like you said.'' It was war. Just because there weren't any big raging battles didn't change that. ''Doubt they had their commander doing fucking sentry duty, so the best intel's still there, mate.'' With a growing buzz Ravana arrived to survey the situation.
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There were several things Andy could have said to help get the other Youth through this... experience. He chose to say none of them.

Still staring at the blood in his finger tips, and feeling the rest dripping down his chin and into his neck, the brunette's chest felt like it would burst, the thumping of his heart so loud he could hear it as clearly as if it were between his ears.

Somehow, this only helped make Andy's words louder and clearer despite the sandstorm around them.

For a moment there, he had been pretty sure he was home in Slateport, several months back. One blink and he was back in the airy desert, sand buffeting him while his... friend stared expectantly.

Doug turned around and deposited the contents of his stomach on the sand.

It was a good thing standard procedure suggested against eating anything before an operation. It might have taken longer otherwise.

Covered in blood, gray matter, and now with the grand after taste of his stomach acids, Doug slowly turned to face the sentry's corpse. He hadn't even gotten to see the man's face before it was turned into a pancake.

His stomach protested louder the longer he stared, but he couldn't look away. Almost detached, the youth reached for the comm at his side.

"E-1 here. Good. Affirmative. Sentry... neutralized." He said. "Advance to position. Wait for the signal. Move out."

Finally, the youth reached underneath his jacket and produced a handkerchief. It was thoroughly stained with off-colored blood by the time he was done with his face.

"Let's go." He said blandly, walking past the other youth and his pokemon without looking or waiting for confirmation.

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Watching with disgust of his own as his crush-commander barfed, Andy finally considered the possibility that perhaps everyone did not have the same tolerance for gore as he did. The headless megalopolan wasn't nearly as unsightly as the old champion at Mauville had been. Doug acted like a champion all his own however, just continuing on even after all that.
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''Hey. Sliding off the flygon, he fetched another bottled water. ''Hold on.'' Once again discarding the cap after it was open he approached the other trainer. ''You'll probably scare the shit out of them with that all over you, but you don't have to go that hard.'' An impressed smirk crossed his features, sand in his teeth be damned.
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''Watch your eyes,'' he warned, reaching to tug at Doug's shoulder and even their height. Andy intended to dump the water over the other boy's cranium, mopping at their face with his sleeve all the while to get the really stubborn chunks off of him. Unlike him, Andy didn't mind getting a little bloody. Wasn't that how a warrior was supposed to look after all?

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The sight of the gore alone had probably not been as bad for his stomach as the taste of it.

The youth came to a shaky stop as Andy called for him, breathing in deeply as the youth spoke.

He was a master class in self control, keeping his hands, which wanted nothing more than to ball up into white little fists and his eyes which had been trying rather hard gather enough salty water to wash the blood away in perfect check.

"What is it." He said, finally managing to speak out the words that had been trapped in his throat, barely managing to contain a hiccup.

Andy's hand came upon his shoulder and even if the youth had wanted to resist, he found himself unable to summon any strength, bending down at the waste as water washed down his hair, forehead and cheeks before the youth's sleeve came roughly off his face.

Shakily, he brought his stained handkerchief to his face and flipped it around, cleaning up the tiny remnants of the blood.

His eyes remained closed until the end.

"Thank you." He said, finally opening his eyes. And immediately clamping his hands over his mouth as he saw Andy, smirk and blood all over.

He barely managed to swallow down the second wave of vile in the last 2 minutes, his arms dropping down to his sides as his entire body shuddered, before his hand reached up for his comm.

"... Confirmed. Begin Operation."

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The older boy seemed better after a quick and improvised bath, at least until the Galarian trainer got finished. He didn't get it. Looking himself over, there was a little blood and such on him from his hygienic efforts, but nothing outlandish. It hadn't occurred to him that not everyone had a solid stomach when it came to gore.
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Shit. Maybe he's just squeamish. Neither of them would have looked so good as the sentry if the megalopolans had had their way. And to top it off, they would have been eaten as well. Probably made for a difficult funeral, and definitely one with a closed, if not empty casket. All the more reason why the invaders deserved no mercy.
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None the less, now it was time for business.
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''Draco,'' he called hoarsely to not make too much noise. Once he climbed back on top of his flygon, he motioned to the accompanying yanmega, and the trio began to gain altitude. The idea was to get high enough to see most of the camp as well as they could in the middle of a sandstorm. Despite his inclinations to just start strafing runs indiscriminately, he waited for the other participants.
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Once everyone moved in, a gesture would direct Ravana to employ hypnosis while he dove to skirt the sand, an earthquake from Draco splitting the terrain to cut off an avenue of escape for their alien foes. Perhaps some would be unlucky enough in the confusion and the sandstorm to topple in even if Andy would be too preoccupied to see it.

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^{-yanmega used hypnosis
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-flygon uses earthquake}

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