Cult Classic [M]

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POSTED ON Jun 30, 2022 23:40:17 GMT
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[attr="class","skullbody"]The last time Isaac tried the shock-and-awe approach against one of these little cult meetups, Mewtwo crashed the party and made a mess of the whole dang situation. It wasn't exactly a moment Isaac was eager to repeat. For this reason, today he wanted to try a more subtle approach.[break][break]

Okay, so the guy left in his boxers propped up in a campsite somewhere wasn't very subtle. But you couldn't hatch a scheme without breaking a few eggs.[break][break]

Isaac grimaced as he slid the man's azure robes over his body. Sheesh. Dude sweat like a pig. Maybe Isaac did him a favor by KOing him and slipping underneath some shade for a change. It also helped that the outfit was a little too big and wide for Isaac, so if he angled himself just right he could avoid most of the sweat stains.[break][break]

With the cultist's Magikarp mask slipped on, and Watson playing the role of his eager water type assistant, Isaac knew he'd blend in right in with the rest of these nuts. Or, at the very least, he'd blend in long enough to slip under their radar. Once either a timely distraction came along, or the group was too distracted by their little sewing circle to notice his treachery, he'd strike the head and leave the group running for the hills![break][break]

Okay, so if he failed, he'd be surrounded in a many-to-one clobbering. But no plan was perfect.[break][break]

Now all he had to do was sit through the most boring speech since any time his dad opened his mouth. The speaker of the cult, wearing the mask of a mighty Sharpedo, held a staff tipped in a blue gem aloft while prattling on about primordial waters and the universe's alpha state and how some overgrown plate of fishsticks would deliver them from under the boots of Rocket and the League alike. You know. Typical doomsday nonsense.[break][break]

To his sides, a quintent of cultists in Ludicolo masks formed a perfect star shape. They danced the sacred rain dance, their water type Pokemon trailing at their heels. The rest of the cultists, Isaac included, stood around them in a great circle. They swayed with burners full of Occa Berry incense in their hands, the smoke seeming to swirl around the dancers as they moved.[break][break]

Isaac could already feel the humidity in the air rising. Was Rocket sending backup? Was the League sending someone to investigate? Frankly, he had no idea. But if nobody else was going to do something, he was going to need to expose himself earlier than intended.

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POSTED ON Jul 3, 2022 18:58:48 GMT
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Kepler shivered, even in the summer heat. He was waaaay out of his comfort zone-- he knew it, his captors knew it, hell, most of the Hoennien countryside probably knew it, by this point, given how much he’d screamed. Him being so out of his depth was probably why he’d gotten captured in the first place.

He’d just been trying to collect some weather balloons and take some readings when he’d accidentally stumbled into this freakish little slumber party. They’d outnumbered him and then sicced their Ludicolo on him in a five-to-one teeter dance pounding that left him dizzy and disoriented. He was still seeing stars from it almost two hours later. Anyway, they’d stripped him down to his skivvies and tied him to a tree and left him there while they went off and did their campfire songs and whatever the hell else it was cultists did.

He figured himself pretty much abandoned and left for dead when three of the cultists came back and tipped a huuuuge pot of water over his head-- enough that he was left gasping for air. Cool, now he was half-naked and looked like a drowned rat. Beautiful.

He didn’t have a lot of time to ruminate on it because he was jerked out of the mud and led forward on a tether attached around his bound wrists. He slipped and stumbled in the mud before he found his footing-- just in time to be led out amongst the dancers and their star-shape.

Okay, it was becoming pretty clear that he was to be used as some sort of scrawny, human sacrifice, as one cultist forcibly painted lines on his cheeks and forehead and around his eyes, and another forced him to his knees in the middle of the star. They looped his leash around his neck and kicked him in the back, sending him grunting to the ground, before retreating and rejoining the dance.
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POSTED ON Jul 3, 2022 20:02:07 GMT
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[attr="class","skullbody"]Isaac did not expect a half-naked, painted-up man to be wheeled into the center of the circle like some sort of deranged pet.[break][break]

He did not expect two men in Shellos masks to usher him forward, bringing him to meet the sacrifice face to face.[break][break]

He did not expect the head cultist, donning a Sharpedo mask, to stride up behind him. He laid his arms over Isaac's shoulders, holding a Gyarados mask in one hand and pressing an ornate knife into his right hand with the other. The knife appeared to be made of Relicanth hide, a gorgeous deep brown with a single red spot right along the center. It was polished immaculately until sharp as obsidian, with a hilt hewn from what appeared to be Clampearl shell.[break][break]

Suddenly, it occurred to Isaac that he was the only Magikarp in a den of hostile sea life.[break][break]

Isaac took the knife, hesitantly stepping forward. The crowd pushed in, eager with anticipation. The Sharpedo mask raised his arms and looked to the heavens, chanting in the tongue of a Hoenn that long lay dormant beneath the waves. Did he sing of Hoenn's past? Or were his words those of Hoenn's future? Slowly, slowly, Isaac approached the sacrifice, raising the knife.[break][break]

And then Watson slammed into the Sharpedo mask's gut, sending him buckling over in agony. Isaac wheeled around, flipped his grip on the knife and brought the hilt down on the back of the Sharpedo mask's head with all of his might. The man fell silent and still, as did the entirety of the cult.[break][break]

Isaac wasted no time. As he wheeled around, he unhooked his Pokeballs, the majority of his team popping up behind him. Kiryu leaped into the air and smashed the ground with all her might, sending jagged rocks springing up around Isaac and the would-be sacrifice. The cultists readied Pokemon of their own, but Isaac was prepared for their expected means of attack. The onslaught of water attacks were met with Watson and Vivi's own, surrounding the stones in a mass of water. This water was ripe for the freezing, Duster's Blizzard causing the water encased stones to freeze solid. With a little hell from his enemies, Isaac had created a personal bunker.[break][break]

Duster and Dhelmise manned the wall, Isaac tossing the Relicanth blade over to them to use. Duster Flung the knife at cultists with unerring accuracy, and Dhelmise reached out to snag it with his Power Whips or Anchor Shots before anyone else could grab at them. The whipping tendrils of seaweed also helped beat back any speedy Water types that tried to rush the barricade early. All the while, Kiryu ran defense, shielding Duster and Dhelmise with her body and raining Metal Bursts on any Pokemon that dared return fire.[break][break]

With the battlefield set, Isaac ran to check on the sacrificem. He tore his mask off, flinging it at the ice bunker hard enough to crack it, before hurriedly working on the rope around the man's wrists. Sheesh, these were tight! Who taught these cultists their way around a rope?

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POSTED ON Jul 4, 2022 19:14:30 GMT
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Chin in the dirt, mouth full of mud, Kepler was keen on laying there and dying. It seemed like a fitting end to his pathetic life-- and he’d never been one for fighting, so why start now?

Someone jerked back on his restraints and he yelled in pain as his shoulders rotated in a way they were not supposed to-- the rotator cuff is made up of four muscles, his Anatomy & Physiology professor rattled off in his head, supraspinatus, infraspinatus, teres minor, and subscapularis. He was pulled up and back, as fingers roughly gripped his hair and yanked on his scalp, baring the pale column of his neck for the individual in front of him who, he realized, now had a knife.

Cool, he thought, as the panic mingled with the pain and filled his body. This was super cool.

His wet hair clung to the sweaty dampness of his forehead, impeding some of his vision; he was sure his breathing was coming in ragged, half-sobbing gasps. He was scared. Wait, was he scared?

Then everything hit the fan and the next thing Kepler knew he was falling forward, face in the mud again. He groaned into the earth, so very not used to this kind of abuse; the ground rumbled against his skin as a crown of rock sprung up around him and his would-be assailant. Then the air became exceedingly cold and what Kepler thought was his eardrum bursting was actually a wall of ice going up around them.

The blonde cultist who was supposed to kill him was a stranger, but a helpful one, who began working at the ties around Kepler’s wrists. His shoulders screamed for mercy and his face hurt, too. “I-if only we had a knife,” he coughed, pushing himself up on his forehead to give him enough space to make smartass comments. His wrists were petite, if not skeletal, and he was soon free, rolling over onto his back and exhaling through clenched teeth as his shoulders made horrible cracking noises settling back into place.

Now he just wanted to lay on the ground in the mud and do nothing until this was all over, but a well-placed attack of something hit their Fortress of Solitude hard enough for it to crack, sending frigid chips of ice scattering across his face.

“If we find the asshole who has my Pokemon, I can help,” he finally said, sitting up-- there was a wet squelching sound as his back disconnected from the mud that had formed around his shape-- and rubbing his arms to fight off the shivers.


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POSTED ON Jul 4, 2022 20:26:17 GMT
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[attr="class","skullbody"]"He's better at using it than I am," Isaac said, pointing over to where Duster was holding the line. Between tosses of his Bonemerang with one hand and Flings of his knife with the other, it was like he was playing Beat-Up Saber with human heads.[break][break]

Unfortunately, even with Duster on offense, Kiryu on defense, and Dhelmise on counter-offense, their fortress couldn't hold out forever. While the cultists to the north wall had been thoroughly bonked into submission, their Pokemon were still active. They may have been reduced to a disorganized mob without orders, but they were a fired up and angry disorganized mob, and were a lot less easy to take out with well-applied tactical head trauma. Pokemon were made of much sterner stuff than that.[break][break]

Even if the trio could, hypothetically, hold the line for ever, the south side was under a much harsher attack. Dreadnaw slammed into the walls like battering rams, sending chips of ice shooting in all directions. Simipour doused down walls with Scalding hot water, slowly but surely shrinking them down in great plumes of steam. A few Octillery far in the back lived up to their name, balls of ink raining down inside the bunker like active munitions. In his attempt at creating a shelter, Isaac had instead created a warzone.[break][break]

He whipped out his burner, trying to radio for backup, only for a Wingull to swoop down from the skies. It mercilessly pecked at his hand, before grabbing the burner and flying away with it. Fucking winged rats.[break][break]

Still, two teams of Pokemon were better than one. "This barricade's not gonna hold. If we're gonna go looking, then we'll need to commit. You remember what mask the guy had?" Isaac asked. "Just name your man, and we'll beat the Pokeballs right out of him, okay?"[break][break]

As if on cue, Dhelmise dropped its anchor down for the duo to use as a ladder. It seemed like if they were going to assault these cultists, they'd be going over the top and into No Man's Land.

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POSTED ON Jul 8, 2022 22:16:42 GMT
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Kepler is tired, so very tired, and he wants to curl up into a tiny ball and sleep forever, like he used to when the kids back in Alamos would beat him up after class. A headache is bursting behind his temples and he has to rub at his crusty eyelids to wipe away the blur. He drearily follows his rescuer’s pointed finger towards the Cubone deftly dealing with their party of attackers.

There was a rhythmic banging noise that Kepler realized was a small army of angry Drednaw bombarding their shield and not, in fact, his own pulse partying in his cranium. So as much as he wanted to lay here and be pathetic he couldn’t. His savior was talking to him and he had to focus. He still didn’t stand up, even as shivers wracked his mostly-naked body and the mud adhered to his skin began to harden and itch.

“I don’t--,” he started, voice hoarse, brain working on autopilot; it shut off while his visual recognition watched the Dhelmise anchor sinking towards them. With a frustrated grunt, he squeezed his eyes shut, willing his stupid brain to work. “Malamar!” he yells, squeezing his fists, “they had a Malamar mask.” But I’ll do you one better, the thinks, rocking forward onto his feet and jumping up out of the mud (this is going to chafe so horribly when it dries) to grab onto the Dhelmise’s anchor.

Briefly thankful they don’t actually have to climb, Kepler rides to the top of their fracturing ice fortress; at the pinnacle of the fragmenting wall, he cups his hands around his mouth, and screams:

“MERCURY!”


It’s loud (and shrill) enough to overcome the sound of combat, and so startling, that everything quiets for one second, two. Then there’s the lightburst sound of a Pokeball releasing and the smell of burning-- it smells so good after all this water and mud, smells clean-- and his Scorbunny is zipping a hot trail around the ice wall, leaving red-hot footprints in his wake.

Except Merc isn’t a Scorbunny. Not anymore.

The newly-evolved Raboot aims a devastating double kick right into the line of Drednaw-- one blow, a spin, then the other-- the shockwave knocking the first into the next, and over and over and over again, until the whole line has been knocked off-kilter.

Merc speeds back over to look up at Kepler.

“My clothes, Merc!” he yells, trying to keep the relief out of his voice. “My belt!”

Mercury salutes, and dashes away, dodging in and out of cultists and their Pokemon. It’s a brief victory, but Kepler loses him in the fray, legs sagging under the stress and weight of brief solace, and he doesn’t realize when he’s tipping backwards off the anchor.


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POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 0:37:13 GMT
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[attr="class","skullbody"]"Malamar mask. Follow the white rabbit. Got it," Isaac said. With that, he joined Kepler in hopping onto the anchor, one arm holding the chain and the other cupping a hand over his eyes so that he could see the horizon. Honestly, between that and the robes of the Kyogre cultists, he was one hat away from looking like some kind of pirate warlord. Even he had to admit that was pretty badass.[break][break]

What was not badass was Kepler being inches away from falling and breaking his neck! That wouldn't do! As Kepler started to tip, Isaac took a half-step forward and wrapped his free hand around his back. "It's okay. I got you," he said. "Nice trick with the Scorbunny, by the way. Maybe I should start hiding a backup somewhere on me, too."[break][break]

Soon, they were at the top of the ice fortress. Kiryu hunkered over the two to shield them from an incoming rain of attacks, charging her Metal Burst back with a determined roar. However, before she could fire it, Isaac held up a finger. "Nah. We're done here," Isaac said, looking over to the horizon. "Our new goal's over there. Instead, it's time for the Avalanche."[break][break]

Thinking for a second, Isaac slipped off his robe, offering it to his fellow trainer. "Put this on before you go," he said. "Probably the last type of clothes you want to see right now, but, shit, man. You're shivering up a storm, and it's only gonna get worse when we blow this joint."[break][break]

Isaac recalled everyone but Kiryu into his Pokeballs, then hopped onto the Aggron's shoulders. He offered Kepler a hand, as if to help him up as well. "Unless you've got another plan on how to get down there, trust me. You're gonna want to hitch this ride," he suggested.[break][break]

Once Kepler was either making his own moves or safely aboard Kiryu's back, it'd be go time. The Aggron would fire her Metal Burst right down at the ice bunker, shattering it into a mass of shards, freezing water, and loose stone. The ruined bunker would then flood down, pushing the incoming cultists away and leaving their Sharpedo-masked leader buried. At the very least, it was a gambit that would give everyone time.[break][break]

All the while, the Aggron's landing was safe and controlled. It turns out Magnet Rise was rapidly becoming a staple in Isaac's bag of tricks. Who ever said an Aggron couldn't fly?

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POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 21:20:54 GMT
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Kepler’s eye fluttered open, and he realized how dizzy he was. Isaac’s arm was a comforting weight at his back and he inadvertently leaned into it, folding slightly towards the crook of his body, before realizing what he was doing and almost jumping away, like he’d been electrocuted.

“He’s my best friend,” he mumbled in response to Isaac’s compliment, feeling sheepish and turning red, and god damn it why was he still naked?!

Oh, there. He took the robe and slid into it, only wincing slightly at the smell of sweat and slight dampness. “Thanks,” he said, cinching it around his waist. Then he reached up and wrapped his long, pale fingers around Isaac’s hand, accepting the hoist up; from the corner of his eye he saw Mercury darting between downed bodies and sacks of loot and goods, rifling through belongings in search of his stuff.

Instinctively, Kepler wrapped his arms around Isaac’s waist and buried his face in his back.

The bunker shattering sounded like a building coming down and Kep squeezed.The impact from the fall never came, only a gentle jostling as the Aggron touched the ground and lowered onto its front legs to get them closer to the ground.

Kepler opened one eye and peeked around Isaac, before realizing, again, what he was doing and letting go. He tumbled backwards off of Kiryu and landed on his back in the mud and ice with a pained grunt, knocking the wind from him.

Mercury appeared over him as he blinked up, clearing the stars from his eyes. The Raboot helpfully tossed Kepler’s raggedy flannel and jeans over his head, obscuring his vision.

“God damn it,” he muttered as he flailed around for a bit, trying to get the fabric off his head and struggling to stand at the same time. He slipped a bit in the mud but managed to tug the flannel on-- over the robe, which was warm, if not ridiculous, and he discarded the jeans entirely.

“Let’s blow this popsicle stand,” he said, voice wavering only slightly, as he slung his belt over his shoulder like a bandolier. He gave two Pokeballs a toss and out popped his Torchic and Misdreavus, Deimos and Gaia.

He looked up at Isaac for direction.


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[attr="class","skullbody"]Isaac blushed a little at the unexpected contact. It seemed like every few moments on this journey, Isaac found Kepler pressed against him like a stray cat. Still, the poor guy looked mortified enough without Isaac calling attention to it, so he opted to guide the conversation away instead. "Watson's mine," Isaac said. "But, hell. All these guys are special to me, one way or another. Hell, Kiryu here practically raised me."[break][break]

The Aggron gave Isaac a soft, gentle smile, before turning and smashing an incoming Pelipper away from their landing site with a vicious Iron Head. The duality of mon.[break][break]

As they took off from the bunker, Isaac made sure to release one last Pokemon; an Amoonguss, the mushroom's cap flaring out as it released spores in Kiryu's wake. Pokemon and cultist alike froze up as the spores tickled at their noses, and it seemed like the entire mob had sniffed simultaneously. Then their eyes widened before diving at each other in a no holds barred brawl. The Rage Powder had kicked in just as Isaac intended, leaving the landing zone free of any hostile interference.[break][break]

Once they landed (some more gracefully than others), Mercury returned the guy's Pokeballs. He even gave him some better clothes than the nasty cult robes. Finally, those things could be ditched in the mud where they belonged. Now all they'd have to do was fight their way out. Normally, that'd be easier said than done, but with most of the cult at their back Isaac liked the odds.[break][break]

"There's less of them them this way," Isaac said, looking at the scant few cultists on the horizon as compared to the big mob of them fighting over the remains of the bunker. He threw his Pokeballs down, his other four Pokemon appearing behind him. "So let's just break through before the rest of them catch up."

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POSTED ON Jul 11, 2022 2:36:17 GMT
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Kepler hunched his shoulders, frowning; he was wrapped up in his flannel over the voluminous cultist robes, not to mention a nice coating of mud, to boot. He was trying to wriggle out of the robes but should have done that before he put his old clothes on. You know what they said about hindsight.

“O--kay,” he said, as he finally shucked his arms in his shirt and wrestled the cultist robes off his shoulders and to the ground, popping back out like a Squirtle out of his shell.

Mercury led the charge-- literally, with flame charge. Wreathed in golden fire he chugged straight through the closing line of cultists, who yelped and jumped aside to get out of the way. Deimos faded from view and popped up behind a Marill, scaring the ball off the poor thing and then pelting it point blank with power gem.

Gaia ran next to Kepler, who was following behind Isaac; when a cultist came too close, she bounced in the air, then landed right on the guy’s head, clawing at his face with her little talons. He shrieked as her claws shredded his mask, and he smacked himself in the face hard enough for the slap to echo.

“We’re-- almost out!” Kepler panted, one hundred percent not used to this much strenuous activity in one day but by god he was going to start working out.


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[attr="class","skullbody"]Isaac whistled as he saw Kepler's team get to work. "You know, the whole damsel in distress act really didn't suit you," Isaac admitted. "Cause you and your team kick some serious ass when it comes down to it."[break][break]

Not that Isaac and his own were slackers on that front, either. Kiryu was serving up stones for Duster to bat at incoming cultists, their rate of fire far faster combined than it had been working apart. Watson was using sliding Low Kicks and sweeping Aqua Tails to trip up anyone that got past the initial line of defense, allowing Isaac and Kepler to keep running instead of needing to stand and fight. Dhelmise mostly trailed the group beneath the ground, popping like a landmine to attack from unexpected angles. Finally, Vivi carried Amoonguss towards particularly dangerous targets, a double dose of Spore never failing to put them into a deep, deep sleep. All of Isaac and Kepler's Pokemon were like well oiled machines, and freedom was within reach.[break][break]

Except, something seemed off, didn't it?[break][break]

"Even with Rage Powder, it feels like we should be getting followed more," Isaac admitted. "Maybe it's just good luck on our end, but-"[break][break]

With a heavy crack, ice exploded from the shattered remains of the bunker. In its place, a tide of water rushed out, all of the cultist's Pokemon contributing moves from the weakest Bubble to the most juiced-up Water Spout to practically flood the route. However, their handiwork wasn't the scariest thing coming towards Isaac and Kepler.[break][break]

It was the Sharpedo-masked cult leader, a baleful eye poking through a large chip in his broken mask. He pointed balefully towards Isaac and Kepler, a pair of massive blue arms bursting from the waters beneath him. They displaced water at a horrific rate, each arm smash the equivalent of half a minute of Isaac and Kepler's running.[break][break]

"Run like hell or stand and fight?" Isaac asked, even now backpedaling in hopes of avoiding the tides.

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POSTED ON Jul 12, 2022 16:15:17 GMT
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Kepler had to fight the urge to roll his eyes. It wasn’t hard, he was too focused on running, on forward motion, which was difficult enough because he was really out of shape. I hardly think throwing a chicken at someone constitutes kicking ass, he wanted to say, but he didn’t have the breath.

“Not-- used to-- this much action,” he panted.

Isaac’s team worked like magic, chaos and order, like how humankind would be if they ever got around to managing entropy. Compared to them, his Pokemon were like children, Deimos appearing randomly in front of cultists to scare the daylights out of them, then dissolving into cackling laughter, rolling in the air; Gaia continued to scratch and claw the scalp of the cultist she was attached to; Mercury was the most successful, zipping here and there to deliver bone-shattering kicks to shins and guts.

Isaac was still talking, but Kepler could barely hear anything over the rush of his pulse in his veins-- then the bunker cracked, like lightning, and he realized it wasn’t his pulse he was hearing. At least, not entirely. They paused, turned, and Kepler’s stomach dropped into his shoes; or it would have if he was wearing shoes.

His chest burned. His legs were shaking.

Stand and fight?!

“Are you crazy?!” Kepler yelled, scrabbling to flee, he tripped and his fingers clawed the ground as he propelled himself forward on flailing, trembling legs. His logical brain had sputtered out a long time ago, not enough fuel to keep the fire burning, so now he was operating on base instinct: big wave. No breathy water good.

But there was no outrunning that tsunami of calamity.

A tendril of water lashed out and struck the cultist that Gaia was perched on, knocking the tiny Torchic off and sending her rolling to the ground-- dazed, but clear of the wave, which may have very well been deadly to the Fire-type.

Mercury skidded to a stop, staring down the deluge with wide eyes.

“Merc, run,” Kepler gasped, stopping-- why was he stopping-- to wait for his Scorbunny. Out of all of them, he was the one who maybe could have made it.

But he didn’t move.

“Fuck!” Kepler lunged, doubling back; he slapped Mercury’s Pokeball against the rabbit’s scarf, absorbing him into the safety of the sphere-- but by then, it was too late to run, so he picked the heaviest thing he could find-- which happened to be Kiryu-- and ducked down behind her, wrapping his arms around one of her legs, and holding on for dear life.

Then, from out of nowhere-- literally out of nowhere, because she appeared right in front of him-- Deimos popped up. She let loose a characteristic, bone-chilling Midsreavus screech, forehead-to-mask, in the cultist’s face, striking him with warbling waves of purple hex energy at point-blank range.


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[attr="class","skullbody"]The good news was that Deimos' timely appearance struck true. The Hex cursed the cultist with misfortune, leaving him rolling off of his mount's back and falling into the tides below.[break][break]

The bad news was that his mount didn't even hesitate. It breached from the water, finally revealing its true form; a Mega Swampert, its hulking visage blotting out the sun over Kiryu and Kepler. Both of its arms drew back in a vicious hammerfist strike, before smashing them right down on each of Kiryu's shoulders. She threw up a guard to the best of her ability, but from the tension in her shoulders it was clear she knew the truth. This was futile.[break][break]

Isaac didn't even stop to watch. He grabbed Kepler and yanked him away from the clashing titans before impact could even be made. He kept Kepler close, balefully watching as his Aggron was dunked beneath the waves. Outside of a spine-chillingly loud CRACK, all was silent.[break][break]

Isaac didn't even want to take the chance. He pointed his Pokeball at where the Aggron's silhouette laid limp beneath the waves. "I'm getting you to a center as soon as we're done here," Isaac whispered to the ball, tears stinging at the back of his eyes. "I'm sorry."[break][break]

The Swampert let out a triumphant bellow skyward. Yet his war cry did not go unanswered. Watson swam right in front of him to challenge him, Screeching a challenge at the top of his lungs. The rest of Team Isaac stood uneasily at the makeshift shoreline; Vivi, shaking from fear but puffing up her fur to try and seem brave. Duster, pure hatred in his eyes as he tested his bone's heft in his hands. Amoonguss, spores of every color flying from their cap in great big clouds. Dhelmise, hovering ominously and impassively as always, yet even they seemed more menacing than usual.[break][break]

Behind them all, Isaac glared, staring down the Swampert. "That was your last mistake," he practically snarled. "Everyone, no mercy! If we can get it to stop swimming, we can do this!"[break][break]

Unfortunately, that was easier said than done. Amoonguss' attempts at Sporing it simply dispersed into the water, the Mega Swampert safely diving beneath the waves. Dhelmise's Anchor Shots missed, Mega Swampert able to swim circles around them. Duster had the best luck, freezing some chunks of water with Blizzard, but Swampert was able to power through them like a reverse Titanic. This Swampert was like the Juggernaut, and Watson was little more than a sitting duck in the water. He swam as quickly as he could, but the Swampert was many, many times faster than he was in the water. A collision seemed imminent . . .

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Kepler didn’t see the Mega Swampert because he was too busy hiding. His cheek was pressed into Kiryu’s cold, steel exterior, and he was clinging tight enough to make his shoulders hurt.

It was simple physics: the wave would continue moving, be highest at its frontmost point, and everything after that would be safely low enough to breathe. Ideally, he’d be up higher-- but he didn’t really trust his climbing ability at that time.

Apparently, his gripping power was also useless because he felt himself get jerked away, and for a second, he thought he was caught in the wave; then he felt the sting where Isaac’s fingernails had clawed him on accident, felt the press and warmth of another body, and then he was looking up into the horrendous brightness of Kiryu fracturing.

“Fuck,” he whispered, a noise of awe and fear, a dual mixture of horrified and intrigued-- enough that he didn’t realize that he was embarrassingly close to Isaac again.

All of Isaac’s Pokemon rallied to the cause, and then Isaac himself stepped forward, Kepler huddling ignominiously under his arm like the rescued princess he so very much felt like.

At the last second, before the Mega Swampert could careen into Watson, Kepler remembered something. “Shit! Oort!” He fumbled with a Pokeball, before launching it out towards Watson. “Oort! Oort, use counter!”

Oort burst forward in an explosion of light, falling in front of Watson like a noble, blue buoy. He cocked one arm in the traditional manner, gave his call sign (“WAAAAH--BAH-FET!”) and took the hit like a champ, rocking backward like an inverted speed punch bag. As fast as he flopped backward, he sprung forward faster, glowing with silvery light, hitting the Mega Swampert with a retaliatory Counter twice as hard as the hit he’d just taken.


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[attr="class","skullbody"]The Mega Swampert was truly an unstoppable force. It crashed through anything and everything Isaac and his team could throw at it, and with each second it got closer, ever closer to the desperately paddling Watson. Isaac wished so desperately that he had an immovable object to counter it with, but all of his best attempts fell oh so painfully short.[break][break]

In came Kepler, with an unstoppable force of his own.[break][break]

The Wobuffet took the full force of the Mega Swampert's blow, then dealt his own at twice the force. The resulting hit was enough to knock the Pokemon clean off of its feet. It bobbed in the water, staring up at the sun in a daze. Isaac grinned at Kepler, releasing a breath he didn't even realize he was holding (and also letting go of the poor guy, oops.) "Brilliant thinking there," he said. "Alright, everyone! Before it's up! No mercy!"[break][break]

Dhelmise was the first to snap into action, a pair of Power Whips out from its body and wrapping tightly around the Mega Swampert's arms. Once they were bound as tightly as possible, the Dhelmise shot its anchor towards the nearest tree, embedding itself into its bark. Slowly but surely, it began pulling the dazed Mega Swampert out of the water.[break][break]

Unfortunately, the Mega Swampert wasn't going down without a fight. As it left the water, its glazed-over eyes sharpened with a new sense of focus. It started to pull against the Power Whips with all of its might, the chain of Dhelmise's anchor visibly straining as the two engaged in a game of close contact tug and war.[break][break]

Isaac wanted to call out a command, intervene, do something. However in doing so, he made a terrible mistake. He had turned away from the water.[break][break]

Rising from the water like a hateful revenant, the Sharpedo-mask charged towards Isaac. His visible eye burned with hatred as he tackled Isaac to the ground, fragments of cracked mask falling to the ground with each movement. Despite his drenched robes revealing just how gaunt the cultist was, he was deceptively strong. Within moments, he had pinned one Isaac's wrists to the muddied ground, bringing his knee onto the other wrist with a vicious knee smash.[break][break]

The cultist's free arm raised high to the sky, whereupon Isaac noticed that he wasn't empty handed. In fact, he was hoisting a Corsola shard high, the light glistening off of the bladed edge of its pink surface.

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