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Pain.
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The pain was absolutely intense. It struck out of the cloud of unconsciousness as severe and rapid as a bolt of lightening. There was no reason for the lad to wonder if he was dead. The ether of non-existence couldn't hide this pain. A pitiful groan echoed off the walls of his new home, not that such details yet pierced his foggy perception.
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''
Uuurgh...'' Where was he? His physical form felt as if it had been entirely worked over by some sadistic Rocketeer with a baseball bat. Everything hurt, and the pain was far more searing than anything he had felt before in his brief existence. ''
Arugh...'' Flexing his form, he went to sit up, and immediately regretted the notion.
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''
AAAGGH!'' Something was wrong. Well, many things were wrong, but specifically his legs throbbed to grant him a new level of agony. Clinching his teeth, even the slightest attempts to move them was met with immediate and severe deterrence. ''
NNNGGH!'' Terrified to actually see, enough courage was finally mustered to open his eyes.
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Darkness.
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Blinking, for a moment the misery was punctuated by panic. Was he blind now too? His eyelids strained as he made sure they were actually ajar. Nothing. Just pitch black. Where was everyone else? Nothing but his own ragged breaths bounced from the walls. Each breath too felt like being kicked in the chest.
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''
Shit...'' Laying on his back as he was, his backpack cradled his torso up slightly. Head turning slowly, he looked around. Still, no sight met his vision. But the echos and the distinct scent of dirt, only slightly tinged with blood, told him that he was likely under ground. Where was everyone else? Where was he?
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''
H-Hello...?'' Nothing but his own voice fading into the abyss answered. ''
Great,'' he growled. Who knew if they were alive or dead? How long had he been here? Attempting to move his left arm, another fire grew across the limb. ''
AAAGH! MOTHER FUCKER!'' Were all of these broken?
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It didn't bode well.
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Twitching the fingers on his right hand, he wasn't met with an immediate agony. Dirt slid it as he drug it across the ground. Cautiously, he raised it ever so slightly. No new sensation of pain was thrust upon him, submerged as he was in hurt. Tentatively the digits were pressed against his right leg. It was nothing hard, just barely kissing the cloth with his fingertips.
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With a grunting effort, the probing slid down until the pain built gradually. Was it broken, he wondered? Fingers recoiled with haste as they met a hard lump midway down his pant leg, the fabric soaked and crusty, the coppery aroma of blood filled the air anew. His fingers clinched into a fist as another yelp filled the cavern in a deafening cacophony.
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''
AAAAGHH! AHHHH! FUCKINGSHITCUNTMOTHERFUCKINGBITCH!!!'' He had indeed confirmed that his right leg was broken.
Very broken. A sobering certainty: he wouldn't be walking out of here. The yelling left him starved for breath, and he wheezed as he tried to inhale. This painful exercise caused another intense worry.
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Why was it so hard to breathe? Was else was broken...?
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Above the earth,
Search Team 1, would find the orbeetles having difficulty to home in on their missing compatriot. It was a miracle that the League had allowed the self same children involved in the incident back out into the wilderness. Perhaps the presence of
John Sullivan was enough, or perhaps he had pulled some strings.
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Hideo Kino 's pokemon digging through the earth would have it meet with a surprise, as it broke ground, or well, roof into a cavern. Perhaps it would tumble into it. Once inside, the
odor sleuth would quickly catch a scent. While the other pokemon of the party might detect something vague, Rocky would for sure catch
Andy Blackadder 's scent.
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The orbeetles would detect
something. Perhaps residual energy from the Three Days War muddied their abilities, perhaps it was some of the latent primal energy that had been around the entire region as of late. None the less, there was a life force to be felt. Certainly this meant their friend wasn't dead.
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Or was it just another boss pokemon?
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arthur finnian vanderbilt 's shout is not met with a response.
Obviously.
Search Team 2 was wandering through the same kudzu filled valley that the original expedition had taken. A path was therefore conveniently cleared through the leafy sea.
Stormy Silph 's silvally tracked the scents left the previous day. Granted, one of them was the youth they were searching for.
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Granted the
keen eyes of
Greyson Connors 's pidgeot and
compound eyes of
Celia Auclair 's butterfree could easily follow the subtle indentations in the soil, footprints, and other terrain disturbances to lead their party through the same forest, fissure filled as the ground was, to the exact cave entrance. Alas, it was now collapsed and little more than a waterfall of rubble down the face of a cliff.
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True to
Stormy Silph 's expertise, they were not alone however. A fiend watched from the shadows of the foliage as they traversed to the disaster site. With the type:null gone, a power vacuum needed to be filled, and the old lords of the forest could now return to make a claim. For the moment however, it would keep its distance, watching for a moment to strike.
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Perhaps it would be the yelling lord, his pokemons
future sight revealing vague promises treachery and blood...
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Also already piercing a cavern,
MATIAS SILPH ' nice
light screen reveals the way to
Search Team 3. The passage before them is narrow, stalagmites and stalactites often choked the way forward for any greater than one trainer at a time. Occasionally, a craggy opening on the cavern floor would reveal only an abyss, making poor footing potentially treacherous.
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Kaida Adachi would too find herself in a similar setting after opening her way,
stone edge clearing a path through the planet's crust. The close quarters may make it hard for some of her pokemon to traverse. The violent entrance echoing through the caves may too have attracted her unwanted attention, but all the old denizens of this place are cautious in revealing themselves.
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Was that vicious type:null really gone?
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Totals:[break]
Search Team 1 - 406[break]
Search Team 2 - 284[break]
Search Team 3 - 143[break]
Kaida Adachi - 28