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POSTED ON Aug 26, 2023 17:50:20 GMT
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Isaac had no idea it was coming. Judging by the confused glances he and exchanged, neither did he. The two sure as fuck weren't going to question it, though. To say was a sight for sore eyes was like calling Kygore a really big fish; such an understatement that it might as well be an insult.[break][break]

Caleb boarded first. Isaac made sure of that, in part because he had neither the time or the patience for this whole chivalry thing. They were deep in enemy territory, and his brush with had taken up what precious little time they had to plan their escape. They needed to move, and fast, and that meant Caleb was getting on the friggin bird before Isaac had an aneurysm.[break][break]

It didn't mean Isaac wasn't boarding. In fact, the second Caleb was on and secure, Isaac was eager to follow. The tension melted out from his body as he set a hand on the Latios' flank. "I don't know how you got here, man," Isaac said, a warm smile melting across his face. "But I can't thank you enough."[break][break]

He didn't notice the chain looping around his body until it tightened with enough force to shatter bone.[break][break]

The chain didn't just grasped. It pulled. Isaac wheezed as all of the air was forced out of his body. His face hit stone as his center of balance slipped out from under him, leaving his vision swimming and his ears ringing. From tip toe toe, he felt numb, his breathless daze leaving him barely able to comprehend what was happening to him.[break][break]

Then he felt it. It was gentle at first, a barely-present tug at the back of his mind. Then, second by second, breath by breath, it started to grow stronger. He hadn't even reached the water yet, and he already felt like he was drowning. It was all too familiar; judgments in a cold, harsh office, marching orders on a raging battlefield, the look in another man's eyes as he desperately forced himself to kill.[break][break]

Pressure.[break][break]

Isaac forced himself out of his daze. He clawed for the ground like a zombie trying to escape his grave, but his fingers found no purchase on the rough stone. With no success, he looked up towards Caleb and Angelo. He just knew Caleb was going to do something stupid. He was sure of it. He couldn't let him. "Go!" Isaac pleaded, his voice a useless rasp. "I'm fine! Just, go, damnit!"[break][break]

He knew if Orpheus looked back, they'd both be lost.[break][break]

Maybe he would. Maybe he wouldn't. Isaac would never get to find out. Before Caleb could respond, a last, heavy tug sent him plunging beneath the blackened sea. He was like a fish on a hook; ensnared, breathless, and only able to thrash uselessly in a desperate fight for survival.[break][break]

He knew the fisherman wasn't far behind, ready to collect his bounty.

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Cillian Quinn
The End of the Beginning [S]
POSTED ON Aug 26, 2023 19:47:50 GMT
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In the shadows beneath Sootopolis' bay, the Harbinger's harbinger waits. Patient, like the creeping certainty of death, the blood-red algae blooms curl around their rusted anchor as PRESSURE rises from below.[break][break][break]


For Cillian, it had been a day like any other — until it wasn't.[break][break]

'Harcourt's not in his cell' comes the first report, causing a ripple of alarm through Rocket's upper channels. A check-in with confirms that this was no planned outing, and the cell is confirmed empty with its guardian dispatched. Cillian sends word to lock down the prison, but the minutes it had taken to note 's absence might as well be hours in such a time-sensitive matter.[break][break]

The communication channels for Rocket's upper management become a chaotic scramble. Cillian's switching between channels to check in with his spies, immediately on high alert when the man he'd set on confirms he's not where he's supposed to be. That would be fine. That happened, sometimes. There were bathroom breaks, emergencies, date nights, and everyone had to sleep some time, but to lose track of a high flight risk during a prison break was nothing short of confirmation.[break][break]

"Merlo's missing," he affirms to the others, cold. "I'm going with Lugia to patrol the bay."[break][break]

He doesn't get far before confirms his suspicions. Cillian swears loudly, telling Cross to get to medical before switching channels yet again.[break][break]

He signals next, cutting straight to the point with a curt, "I'll handle Merlo." What's unsaid, what doesn't need to be said, is Caleb's all yours.[break][break]

So it is that he finds himself sprinting along Sootopolis' picturesque white cliffside as his Dhelmise is swallowed by shadows far below. He sees the white-and-silver gleam of 's Latios and snarls soundlessly.[break][break]

He sees , the traitor, and thinks I fucking knew it.[break][break]

He takes out his gun and fires.[break][break][break]


The bullet misses. The chain does not.[break][break]

As the crack of gunfire echoes through the crater, rusted metal finds its prize. Eurydice found no joy in hunting such small prey, but the Dhelmise understood reward well enough. The heavy anchor swings around Isaac's middle and pulls taught as the carmine colony delivers its cargo unto the depths where she awaits.[break][break]

With a rumble of thunder, the skies split. It begins to RAIN.[break][break]

And Cillian leaps from the cliff to dive into the water below.

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The End of the Beginning [S]
POSTED ON Aug 26, 2023 20:33:10 GMT
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[attr="class","skullbody"]Water filled Isaac's lungs. Panic was quick to follow.[break][break]

He didn't have time to think. Every second he spent not-escaping was a second he spent getting closer to death. It didn't matter that he could hear a distant splash and feel Pressure mounting closer, closer, closer still. It didn't matter that he had no idea if Caleb was okay. It didn't matter that, in the cold, uncaring depths of the Sootopolis basin, nobody could hear him scream.[break][break]

The only thing that mattered was getting out, and Cil was not making that easy for him. Had this been any other Pokemon, he would be pulling on their arm, clawing for their eyes, and using every dirty trick in the book to force himself free. But this wasn't just any Pokemon. This was a Dhelmise. It would be like trying to score a cheap shot against a handful of moss.[break][break]

He was going to have to make a choice and pray.[break][break]

Three Pokeballs released into the surface of the water, bobbing away into the shadows. They were gone now, but their payload had made their way out; a Water Breed Tauros, a Ralts perched on the crown of his head, and little more than a nexus of swirling shadows.[break][break]

Buffaloman was the first to take action, steam tearing from his nostrils as he bellowed a challenge Eurydice's way. His Swagger was a risk; Cil's control over his shadows was immaculate, and he'd be able to fight against the effects with ease once he arrived. He wasn't here yet, though, and Buffaloman didn't need a long-term game plan. He just needed the chain around Isaac to loosen ever so slightly.[break][break]

It would give Echo the opportunity to pull back with all of his Psychic might. Metal would rake Isaac raw, tearing through a uniform he'd soon have no right to wear, but it didn't matter. Isaac would rather see his own blood billow out from him in crimson clouds than be a corpse at the bottom of Sootopolis' basin. The second he was pulled onto Buffaloman's back, the trio would speed off, Buffaloman's tail spinning like the propeller of a speedboat as he dashed towards Sootopolis' central island.[break][break]

The third Pokemon had yet to make its presence known, but he wasn't an idiot. He knew that Cil would prefer if Isaac was dragged back into the depths before he could make landfall. For this reason, he waited beneath the seas, prepared to counter any Anchor Shot, Power Whip, or Phantom Force interception with his own mirrored move. It would be a great risk, but Isaac would just need to buy a few seconds to make landfall.[break][break]

There, it would be time for his final stand.

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Cillian Quinn
The End of the Beginning [S]
POSTED ON Aug 27, 2023 22:22:37 GMT
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Drowning was his worst fear, yet Cillian slices through the water with all the grace of a man who'd been trained to dive, to swim. Whatever trepidation he might've felt from the surf was drowned out by absolute, suffocating rage.[break][break]

There have been too many traitors in Rocket. Too many people he's sunk time and effort and genuine care into befriending. Supporting.[break][break]

Loving. flashes into mind, and his fury only intensifies.[break][break]

He breaks the surface of the water and tosses a pokeball high into the air, shadows coalescing into the shape of a DARK PREDATOR who zeroes in upon the distant form of the Tauros. The Aerodactyl's AGILITY begins to quickly close the gap.[break][break][break]


Unfortunately for Eurydice, it's not before the SWAGGER takes hold.[break][break]

Its strengths amplified, the sanguine colony makes to tighten the loop of their ANCHOR SHOT, only to do the opposite in their CONFUSION. The chains slip loose, allowing to do the same.[break][break]

Unfortunately for Isaac, Dhelmise is not the only predator in play.[break][break]

The RAIN turns cold beneath a blustering ICY WIND, SLOWING all within its path as Lugia erupts from the deep and banks toward her far-off vessel. She passes the Aerodactyl mid-flight, a child in a giant's shadow.

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The Liberator
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Lavaridge Town
Figuring it Out
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Renegade
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Pocket fulla sunshine
Short King height
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The End of the Beginning [S]
POSTED ON Aug 27, 2023 23:03:02 GMT
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[attr="class","skullbody"]Isaac's coughs were limp and frail. Had Buffaloman been even moments slower, or Eurydice been even slightly more composed, he would have blacked out like a drowned rat. Echo scooped him up, giving him a few hard whacks on the back to try and help him spit up water. Buffaloman's tail thrashed at immense speeds to try and push ragtag patrol onwards. Sanford shadowed them from beneath the depths, keeping an eye out for any and all funny business.[break][break]

Unfortunately, there was nothing funny about Cillian Quinn.[break][break]

Two shadows passed overhead, predators of the sky trailing in opposite directions. They moved like clockwork as they passed one another. Lugia was the hour hand; a slow, inexorable titan, gliding overhead without a care in the world for the vermin that scrambled below. It brought freezing rain and northern winds down on the group as they approached, even such a distant attack chilling them to the bone.[break][break]

This slowing chill was a problem, for in the wake of the hour hand the minute hand descended. The Aerodactyl was like a bat out of hell, and its Agility meant it would only get faster from here. Buffaloman's muscles stiffened from the cold. Echo was reduced to cuddling up to her unresponsive trainer and shivering for warmth. Worse still, glacial ice was starting to form in the wake of Lugia's wingbeats. Would Isaac be run aground before he could even make it to shore?[break][break]

An Anchor Shot erupting through the ice saw to it that he wouldn't. If they couldn't clear a path themselves, Sanford would gladly oblige. The Dhelmise made his presence known, lurking just below the water's surface. He did his damndest to play Reverse Titanic, each crash through the ice bringing Buffaloman all the closer to his reprieve.[break][break]

It wouldn't make a difference. The Aerodactyl was too fast. He'd snatch them up in his talons just before they could make it to the land's surface. Buffaloman let out a furious bellow, pushing with every shred of might he could muster, but he could feel the chill deepen and his stamina fade. At this rate, he'd never make it. He was too slow to speed up. The Aerodactyl was too fast to slow down.[break][break]

Maybe that meant slowing it wasn't the answer.[break][break]

Echo's horns pulsed as he reached a pair of hands out towards the Aerodactyl, trying to seize it in a psychic grip. If successful, he wouldn't try and push the Aerodactyl back. Instead, he would turn its natural momentum against it and pull it down faster. As he attempted this, Buffaloman leaped from the water, fur bristling out from him in all directions. Whether to ensure a safe landing after Aerodactyl changed course, or to try and careen into it in mid-air on a successful pull, a Wild Charge exploded from around Buffaloman.[break][break]

Jolted out from his daze by the force of the attack, Isaac sat up straight. The feeling of terra firma beneath Buffaloman's hooves was a relief, but a fleeting one. They'd gotten him out of the frying pan, but it wouldn't mean a damn thing if they couldn't get out of the fire. Two more Pokeballs rained down, a Scolipede and a Hisuian Typhlosion emerging from each. "San, Buff, Dora, Hearth. I'm gonna need you guys to hold the line," Isaac said, voice grim and focused. "Soon as you're ready, get us out of here, Echo!"[break][break]

Fresh and ready to fight, Pandora and Hearth took their battle stations. Pandora's ponderous bulk tightened up into a firm Defense Curl, while Hearth prepared a Flame Wheel to start warming the air around Isaac and his Pokemon. No longer chilled to the bone, Echo held his hands high, horns attempting to resonate with the frequency of the universe. He stood behind Buffaloman and Sanford, trying his damndest to work up the strength for just one last Teleport.[break][break]

Until he could find it, they would just have to face the world's most overwhelming odds. No pressure.[break][break]

Except for all the Pressure.

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Cillian Quinn
The End of the Beginning [S]
POSTED ON Aug 27, 2023 23:41:59 GMT
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As she reaches him, Lugia plunges once more beneath the surface of the Bay. When she emerges, Cillian is on her back, one hand gripped tight to a bone-white plate as the other throws a second pokeball over the spray of water left in a legend's wake.[break][break]

A Cryogonal spins up beneath Lugia's dark wings, its LIGHT SCREEN distorting the air around them.[break][break]

Pulled by some psychic force, the DARK PREDATOR knows better than to resist. Instead, it transitions into a brutal SKY DROP that collides hard with the sparking Tauros as soon as it makes land. Electricity crackles over its stony wings, making it shriek in pain and anger, but the prehistoric predator has been trained never to relent. Claws seek purchase in the buffalo's flank, a punishment for their forced collision that, if successful, would carry its target skyward. And what goes up would eventually, inevitably, have to come down.[break][break]

From aboard Lugia's back, Cillian snarls at his disoriented Dhelmise.[break][break]

"Eurydice! Kill."[break][break]

He speaks not of Isaac, but of his ticket out.[break][break]

Snapped out of confusion by its master's cold voice, the Dhelmise regains control over its heavy anchor and fires a brutal ANCHOR SHOT directly for the tiny, unassuming Ralts left behind in the Tauros' wake.[break][break]

Lugia's ICY WINDS intensify, chilling the air and spreading frost along the ground. Chunks of ice broken by Sanford's valiant efforts are formed anew, joined by others, the inevitable chill of the grave settling over what would be Isaac's final battleground.

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The thing about being airborne was that you had next to no body control. The Aerodactyl was able to weather the storm of the Wild Charge just long enough to dig its claws into Buffaloman's flank. The Paldean Tauros thrashed furiously in its prisoner's grip, sparks flying in all directions from its mane. It wouldn't be able to score a direct hit on the Aerodactyl from such a poor position, but perhaps its dead weight and relentless fight would force an early drop.[break][break]

"We can't-" The idea of leaving without Buffaloman filled Isaac with dread, but before he could voice his doubt Sanford slapped him upside the head. Cil was hot on their tail. The air was growing colder by the moment. Even Buffaloman looked down, bellowing as if demanding to know what was wrong with Isaac. He was already dead, and the idea of it being taken in vain offended him.[break][break]

"You're right." It was agony, but they were right. "Echo, Tele-"[break][break]

Sometimes, just a moment of hesitation could make a world of difference.[break][break]

The tip of a rusted anchor, nearly as big as Echo, pierced clean through his body. Letting out an agonized shriek, the Ralts could barely muster enough of a Teleport to pry itself off of the anchor's hook. He landed, crumpled and agonized, his robelike flesh already stained crimson. There he fell, the glow in his horns slowly subsiding to a pale pink.[break][break]

"ECHO!" Agony bled through Isaac's voice. Since he caught the little Ralts, the two of them had been inseparable. When he wanted to wander the region, Echo always knew the perfect spot to warp them to. When he was adjusting to his missing eye, Echo's psychic powers helped him learn to adjust. He was an earnest and dorky little thing who wore his heart on his sleeve, and one of the Pokemon Isaac most hoped he could spare from the horrors of this war.[break][break]

Now, he had to pay its final price.[break][break]

Hearth didn't even hesitate. Orbs detached from his neck, swirling around Eurydice's chain like a cyclone of vengeful wraiths. They didn't need to sear the main body; so long as this Infernal Parade could make the chain white-hot, the colony attached to it would suffer.[break][break]

It was an admirable effort. However, Isaac knew it would be futile. There were only three ways out of Sootopolis. Under was a death sentence; Buffaloman was no diver, and Rocket ran these trade routes. Isaac's best shot at around lay motionless on the floor behind him, and attempting to jaunt through the Phantom Plane would put him at the mercy of its most well versed traveler.
That left but one distant hope at making it out in one piece.[break][break]

Up.[break][break]

Lugia was the skylord. So long as he was present, it would be impossible. Isaac didn't need him knocked out, though. He simply needed him out of the way. He'd need to disable the looming shadow with but a single strike, and he'd have to make sure no matter what it wouldn't miss.[break][break]

Against all odds, he had just the option.[break][break]

Rocket's own cruelties would be turned against them. Their own attempts at indoctrinating Isaac would come back to haunt him. MUGEN emerged in a final crimson flash. "Right out of the sky, MUGEN," Isaac hissed, knowing they had not even a moment to waste. "Just one shot. And then we're outta here."[break][break]

The Genesect's cannon unfolded from its back, lightning sparking at the tip. His eyes pulsed from red to green, matrix code dancing across his vision. The most advanced targeting computers the world could build fired off in every synapse, calculating the Lugia's wingspan, its velocity, the winds it crested upon. Soon, it had Locked On, all the insurance Isaac could ever need.[break][break]

He'd planned the shot that would save his life. Now all he'd have to do is make it.

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Rusted metal strikes true. Cillian doesn't miss a beat.[break][break]

"Again!"[break][break]

No clicks and whistles would be heard over the howling ICY WINDS and RAIN, but there is no need to conceal his objective. From the moment had chosen to betray the man who bled and breathed purple, he'd known the consequence.[break][break]

Cillian was the Harbinger, a symbol of Rocket's bloody justice. An omen of the defector's demise.[break][break]

Typhlosion's INFERNAL PARADE heats Eurydice's rusted anchor, forcing the crimson colony to retract to the safety of the ocean as spectral fire licks along their vulnerable mass. It glows with sinister shadow as its CURSED BODY ensures the Typhlosion will not be able to repeat that trick too soon. Retreating tendrils drag against any of Isaac's exposed skin they can reach, attempting to DRAIN his energy to supplement what they've lost.[break][break]

High above, Aerodactyl releases its prey, and lets gravity do the rest as its SKY DROP concludes.[break][break]

Cryogonal shimmers as ACID ARMOUR builds.[break][break]

Violent gales carry their chill as the ICY WINDS build. Cillian welcomes a memory of Circhester, real Circhester, as another of his shadows is tossed into the fray. By this time, his MIASMA has spread over the sea and onto land, empowering his shadowed allies — including the Luxray who yowls a challenge and lunges for Isaac. Her FANGS glow with PSYCHIC energy.[break][break]

Cillian's close enough now that he could speak to Isaac over the frigid winds, but he is silent as the grave.

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[attr="class","skullbody"]Cil and his team were getting too close for comfort. The icy winds were growing harsher and harsher, no matter how brightly Hearth's violet flames burned. Buffaloman crashed to earth with a thud and a crack, the stone beneath him shattering from the sheer force of impact.[break][break]

If Isaac didn't leave, right here and now, this cold, cramped island would be his grave.[break][break]

Unfortunately, Cil had finally arrived, and he was hellbent on not making this easy for Isaac. Without even saying a word, he whipped out another Pokeball, a Luxray tearing out from the light and immediately lunging for Isaac. He flinched, fearing the worst, yet the crushing fangs never came. Pandora, her Speed Boost undaunted by the winds, swooped in to catch the Luxray on her Megahorn. The miasma would make landing a fatal blow nigh-impossible, but Pandora wasn't aiming to kill. She simply needed to toss it aside.[break][break]

This new addition to the team wasn't the only threat. Eurydice retreated to the island's edge, but its algal colony tried its damndest to make new roads inwards. Hearth was quick to snap into action, spinning up another Flame Wheel to drive its tendrils back. He shot Pandora a weary glance, the bug nodding tiredly in response. The fight had only just truly begun, and yet Cil's Pressure made the situation feel hopeless.[break][break]

Nonetheless, they stood. So, too, did Buffaloman, bellowing an infuriated challenge as he shuddered to his feet. The man who had given them everything needed them now more than ever, and that meant they refused to falter.[break][break]

While they took the front, Sanford tried to play defense. His wheel spun as he fired a column of water towards Cil and his team, a Whirlpool aimed right by the water's edge. With any luck, the swirling currents he created would be enough to hold Cil and any further additions to his war party back. It wouldn't be much, and it would do nothing to prevent the Aerodactyl's next hateful swipe, but if he could just stop the scales from tipping any further they might stand a chance.[break][break]

After all, the flow of the Icy Winds was second nature to MUGEN now. The perfect shot was ready. Isaac hopped onto his back, pointing towards the Shadow Lugia. It didn't matter that Cil knew about his plan now. It didn't matter that Isaac knew about Cil's. Their intentions were written in plain sight, the time for any deception long since past. "Open fire and blast us outta here, MUGEN!"[break][break]

MUGEN watched. MUGEN waited. And then MUGEN's lavender claw snagged around the rim of Isaac's uniform coat.[break][break]

Before he could say a word, the Genesect reared up. Isaac was no longer inches away from freedom. He was now in the merciless clutches of a Pokemon he'd once thought he'd forged a bond with. MUGEN's impassive red eyes bore down on Isaac as he hoisted him high. His collar dug into his throat, only finding reprieve after a full-force chokeslam into the ground.[break][break]

Hearth's normal composure vanished in an instant, the mellow Typhlosion's eyes widening in shock. Immediately, he turned around to run towards his trainer. Sanford followed, his normal hovering seemed more strained and agitated. Buffaloman and Pandora, once holding the line as part of a quartet, were now forced to step up to the plate themselves. All the while, their trainer could only bring himself to stammer out one question.[break][break]

"W . . . why?"

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MEGAHORN strikes true, slamming into the Luxray's side and throwing her off course. Scathach snarls as she impacts the ground, and a quick signal from her trainer sees her VOLT SWITCH out of the fight. She'd had a singular purpose: identify if any SHADOW POKEMON were on the field, and go for Isaac's throat.[break][break]

In her place, a Tyranitar emerges amidst a DARK SANDSTREAM of stinging black crystal, affecting everything and everyone on the field.[break][break]

For Cillian's team, still fighting-fit and at relatively full strength, the crystals are only an annoyance. But for Isaac's struggling quartet, they're another hand on a clock already spinning out of control.[break][break]

The hour hand ticks on, but the ICY WINDS do not gain in strength. No, what happens instead is far, far worse. Guardian of the Seas, mother of storms, Lugia wrests control of the enemy's WHIRLPOOL and drags it toward the Typhlosion.[break][break]

The last of Eurydice's grasping tendrils retreat from the FLAME WHEEL, seeking shelter in Lugia's WHIRLPOOL and adding its strength to her own. The whorling vortex of water expands.[break][break]

Not to be forgotten, the DARK PREDATOR fires a HYPER BEAM at its Tauros prey. The Cryogonal joins its hunt, ice crystallizing in an attempt to FREEZE-DRY the bull.[break][break]

Though it would seem to Isaac that Cillian was reaching for another pokeball, what he pulls from his pocket is a phone. Genesect levels its cannons toward Lugia, electricity building within... and then, with the flick of a switch within the mechanical bug's programming, turns upon its master.[break][break]

For the first time, Cillian speaks to Isaac.[break][break]

"You truly think we'd be so stupid as to trust you?"[break][break]

Rocket had been building suspicions long before he'd found himself in the office of an underboss.

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[attr="class","skullbody"]Even the sparks popping off of Cil's Luxray in its retreat were enough to singe Pandora. Just how powerful were the Pokemon Cil had at his disposal? Just how many of them were there?[break][break]

Just how much had he been holding back in the past?[break][break]

Isaac would to have loved to ponder these questions, but he was a little preoccupied with trying not to die. He scrambled back on his hands and feet, desperate to build up distance between him and the eerily still Genesect looming over him. Crystal, rain, and miasma ate at his vision, making it increasingly hard to make out what was going on.[break][break]

The last thing he saw was a stinger, the length and thickness of his arm, slowly unfolding from MUGEN's abdomen.[break][break]

Isaac tried to push himself back into a sitting position. Perhaps he did so just in the nick of time. Had he been a second slower, the stinger that slammed into the ground before him would have gone clean through his stomach. Instead, it hung uncomfortably close to the space between his legs, fear and adrenaline leaving his chest heaving.[break][break]

There was only one Pokemon that could reasonably give MUGEN trouble, and Cil knew it. The whirlpool on the battlefield was hijacked in an instant, growing into a tempest that threatened to consume damn near half of the island. Its goal was simple; stop Hearth from interfering with MUGEN's kill command through any means possible. Hearth tried his hardest to scramble away from the water's edge, but it was to no avail. Second by second, he was dragged closer to the riptide, the force of the tempest threatening to overwhelm him entirely.[break][break]

Just as he shut his eyes and prepared to embrace his fate, heavy hoofbeats crashed through the darkness.[break][break]

Buffaloman had arrived just in the nick of time, sheltering Hearth with his massive bulk. A protective bubble of water danced around him, the force of his Aqua Crash dampening as much of the incoming whirlpool as it possibly could. With each swirl of the whirlpool, more water was sheared off of the attack; before long, spurts of thick fur and crimson blood took its place.[break][break]

Vines wrapped around Hearth before he could try to intervene. Buffaloman's fate had been sealed since that damned Aerodactyl first dashed him against the rocks. Hearth had a far more important role to play than that of a mourner. Their understanding, while unspoken, was unanimous. Hearth curled into a ball, wisps of purple flame building around him as Sanford spun him 'round and 'round.[break][break]

Whirr. Crash. Whirr. Crash. Plunged in the darkness as he was, only the sound of servos straining and metal crashing let Isaac know that his former Genesect was on the prowl. Occasionally, its stinger shot out through the darkness, each time missing Isaac by mere millimeters. His outfit was torn. His breathing was ragged. All he could do was count the footsteps, each attempt on his life coming quicker and quicker than the last. If he didn't act soon, they'd count down to a quick and brutal end. But what was he even supposed to do at this point?[break][break]

He was out of options. But that didn't mean his team was.[break][break]

A brilliant violet fireball careened through the darkness, smashing into MUGEN's back with enough force to send it stumbling. The Genesect's eyes pulsed hatefully as it turned to face the new threat; Hearth, caught in Sanford's vines and spinning up for another pass. This time, its Flame Wheel wouldn't go unanswered. MUGEN folded into its jet form, crimson flame erupting around its body as it engaged its Flame Charge.[break][break]

Their collision was enough to shine a light through the black crystal. For a brief moment, they seemed evenly matched, their flames licking at each other as they pushed back and forth. However, MUGEN had no interest in lingering on this test of strength. Its jetlike body unfolded, the Genesect balancing itself on its hands so it could donkey kick Hearth up and away.[break][break]

MUGEN folded back into jet mode, prepared to pursue, but found itself stopped in its tracks. Sanford's Anchor Shot dug right into its carapace, the Dhelmise's entire body straining as he tried to hold him back. Once more, MUGEN retaliated; unfolding back into his combat form, he grabbed Sanford's anchor chain, swinging him back and forth to dash him against the unforgiving Sootopolis stone.[break][break]

Their fate was mercy compared to what Buffaloman was forced to endure.[break][break]

The dark sandstream stung Buffaloman's eyes and engulfed the outside world. He could never see his fate coming. The icy winds bit at his joints and devoured his body heat. Even if he could, he could never avoid it. That meant, when the rush of power surged down from on high, he could only turn to his demise and face it with dignity.[break][break]

His front-left leg, already on the edge of breaking from his heavy impact with the earth, shattered as he was pushed into the Sootopolis stone. His mane, thick and luxurious, was incinerated by peal after peal of pure energy. His horns began to crack. His stance began to waver. Even as he lowed his head to try and brace himself, he was pushed back hard enough to leave a scar in the surface of the earth.[break][break]

Buffaloman lay their, agonized and trembling. Despite that, despite everything, he shuddered to his hooves and let out a furious bellow.[break][break]

Had he beaten all the odds? Or had he only delayed the inevitable? The longer he shouted, the more his last challenge turned from defiant to mournful. His breath became strained, almost smothered, as if the air in his lungs was starting to freeze solid. Permafrost died what little fur remained a pale white. His proud, muscular frame began to warp and distort, his own body threatening to rupture his own biochemistry turned against him. The swishing of his tail died down, its enraged thrash becoming the last feeble ticks of a dying metronome.[break][break]

Sound, motion, even those final, feeble heartbeats. It all drew to a close as Buffaloman died on his feet.[break][break]

Plunged into the darkness, almost none were there to witness his last stand. One, however, did. Pandora had fought side by side with Buffaloman in the most difficult leg of Isaac's gym challenge. They battled to a draw, only Isaac's good nature claiming their badge in spite of coming up short. She'd always believed they'd be back to give it another go. Now, the heart of a champion stopped beating before he could ever claim his crown.[break][break]

A hateful screech tour through the air, so loud that it threatened to deafen Lugia's storm. Rainbow energy shimmered around Pandora as she stared down the Hyper Beam's final, fading wisps. Her eyes narrowed with pure hatred, every ganglia dotted along her body screaming in unison;[break][break]

She craved revenge.[break][break]

Pandora's body curled into a tight ring, her Speed Boost finally powering through Lugia's bitter chill. Each rotation sped her up, faster and faster, the ice beneath her coils starting to melt from the friction. Each rotation tightened her coils, closer and closer, her carapace becoming as hard and heavy as stone.[break][break]

Pandora had always been somewhat of a trickster, using her speed and cunning to befuddle her opponents. Her dear Buffaloman had always preferred the direct approach, goading opponents into a direct confrontation and careening into them with a single, overwhelming blow. Perhaps, in his memory, she could try doing things his way.[break][break]

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The sound of rolling chitin on melting ice practically screamed as Pandora launched herself skywards, prepared to smash the predator who killed her greatest friend clean out of the sky.[break][break]

It almost felt pathetic. Isaac's team was out there fighting for their lives - for his life - and all he could do was cower. Yet in Cil's looming shadow, the Miasma clogged his lungs and the Pressure squeezed his heart. A part of Isaac wondered if he should just lay down and die already. At least it might spare the rest of his team from sharing Buffaloman's fate.[break][break]

He shook the thought as quickly as it came. Hearth was peeling himself off the ground after that nasty kick. Sanford was continuing to do his damndest to wrestle MUGEN to the ground. Pandora was taking vengeance into her own hands. They didn't keep fighting the good fight so he could throw himself a pity party. Even as his leg trembled and his chest heaved, Isaac forced himself to join them.[break][break]

"I'm only still here 'cause I was stupid enough to trust you!" His voice cracked shamefully. His body refused to rise to its full height. Even on this heavily obscured battlefield, it was clear he was shaking like a leaf. Despite this, Isaac forced himself to settle into a fighting stance.[break][break]

Was it admirable? Or was it just another form of suicide?[break][break]

TEAL DEER;[break]
Hearth is body blocked by Buffaloman, allowing him to fall back and challenge MUGEN directly. His Flame Wheel is his greatest, and maybe only, weapon in this confrontation.[break]
Sanford spends his time playing playmaker; dragging Hearth out of harm's way, slinging him into MUGEN for extra momentum, and grappling the big bug with his Anchor Shot to stop it from going on a rampage.[break]
MUGEN fends the two of them off by himself with relative ease. However, they're keeping him far too busy to close in on Isaac and go for the kill.[break]
Buffaloman body blocks the whirlpool and endures a dead-on, ultra-powered Hyper Beam. However, the Freeze Dry is too much for him, and he is left dying on his feet.[break]
Incensed, Pandora unleashes her Z-Move, putting her own spin on her fallen friend's headlong charge strategy to blast his killer out of the skies.

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Cillian scowls as the Genesect fails to carry out its kill command. He can hear its efforts over the howling ICY WINDS, over the RAIN that hisses against the ocean and adds to the swirling vortex under Lugia's command. Cryogonal spins toward Sanford, attempting to sever its restraining tendrils with a NIGHT SLASH.[break][break]

Rather than the Typhlosion, it is the Tauros to fall beneath the storm-bringer's swell. Buffaloman's mournful, dying scream usurps the storm's din for but a moment before it's silenced by the cold chill of death.
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Pandora's shriek takes its place, and her vengeful ROLLOUT slams into the DARK PREDATOR with the force of an oncoming train. Stone splinters as wings shatter beneath the impact. It is brutal, efficient, and it is cut short by the shadows that swallow the hunter before the valiant Scolipede can claim her victim's life. Tucking Sluagh's pokeball away, Cillian doesn't miss a beat as he replaces one aerial abomination with another.[break][break]

The Corviknight is quick to shed its steel, AERIAL AUTOTOMIZE kicking in and allowing it to join the battle with fierce speed, diving toward the Scolipede with a DRILL PECK. From the dying whirlpool, an ANCHOR SHOT fires out in hopes to hold her still.[break][break]

Cillian watches the fight unfold with cold, empty eyes from his perch upon Lugia's back. Isaac's words have no effect on the man who'd succumbed to Rocket's influence long ago; though he hears them, they do not reach him.[break][break]

"You could trust me." Hatred and vitriol sharpen his tone, yet the force behind his words suggest belief.[break][break]

How rich of a traitor to speak of trust.[break][break]

Lugia lends her fury to his own, her ICY WINDS regaining their strength as if to defy the Scolipede's attempts to outmatch her. The EARTH QUAKES as the Tyranitar tries to force Isaac to the ground.[break][break]

Buffaloman stirs as coils of SHADOW MIASMA snake around his shattered limbs. It could, at first, be mistaken as an illusion borne of the earth's trembling. But against all odds, the fallen warrior lifts his head and lets out a defiant snort. His broken limbs shift. For a brief, shining moment, perhaps might know hope. Perhaps Pandora might rejoice to see her fallen friend turn toward her one last time. The Tauros lowers his great head, mane tattered and torn...[break][break]

...and charges toward Pandora with a ZEN HEADBUTT.

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[attr="class","skullbody"]Did that cold, passionless bird dare think it knew the meaning of vengeance?[break][break]

Pandora showed no fear as the Corviknight descended from the skies. Instead, wheeling around to face it, she tightened her coils and shot towards it head on. Her Rollout wouldn't be quite so powerful as her Z-Move, but she would make sure the Corviknight faced the brunt of her fury.[break][break]

The clear fluid leaking from her side as they collided only confirmed what Pandora already knew. She would have to make the most of what limited time she had left. Silently, she vowed to kick up a furor such that even the vengeful god of the sea and sky would know her hatred.[break][break]

Perhaps, in her own way, she had succumbed to the Pressure.[break][break]

Even the frozen ground beneath Pandora seemed to spark as she banked one final hard turn. Her destination was clear; Cillian himself, the eye of the gathering storm. His death would free them from this hell. His blood would answer for Buffaloman's. His pain would be her last laugh.[break][break]

Yet at that final moment, her vengeance was denied.[break][break]

An anchor buried itself into the wound in her side, worsening its severity with each rotation. Slowly but surely, Pandora's rollout began to draw to a close. Slowly but surely, her tightened coils began to unfurl. It didn't matter that she was leaving herself wide open. All she knew was that the object of her loathing was so close.[break][break]

So close that she could hear him snarl at her trainer, his hatred almost as deep as hers. Isaac's, in turn, was frail and hollow. "Don't act like this place hasn't changed!" he shouted, a pale imitation of the genuine hatreds on display. "Even you didn't know what to think of Meteno. And you know there's a better life than this! We were both there, in Gal-"

A furious bellow cut Isaac off. He looked to the shadows, a smile of relief spreading across his face. Pandora's heart surged as she remembered the heart of her dearest companion. Together, they'd end this evil, and send their poor, misguided fool of a trainer home. Every hoofbeat she heard was a step closer to their triumph.[break][break]

The last thing Pandora ever saw was the bloated corpse of Buffaloman charging towards her, head lowered.[break][break]

Horns dug first into, then clean through her side wound. The force of the charge was enough to shatter Pandora completely in half. Her upper body staggered forward, clear fluids dripping behind her as her freed up momentum finally let her finish her charge towards Cil. It stopped as quickly as it started, her horns lightly brushing Cil's leg in the pathetic remainder of a Megahorn.[break][break]

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"[break][break]

If there was any lingering love or affection for Cil, it vanished in that gruesome display. Fists balled, eye stung by tears, and throat raw from his screama, Isaac charged at Cil like a bat out of hell.[break][break]

He barely made it two steps before the Earthquake turned his legs to jelly. He dropped to one knee, but caught himself on a hand before his second dare hit the ground. Gritting his teeth, he wrenched his neck up, determined to stare Cil right in the eye.[break][break]

He never had a chance. Instead of Cil, Isaac found himself face to face with MUGEN. Sanford's strings had been cut, forcing the Dhelmise into retreat. Hearth's brawl with the killer snowflake, a Drain Punch aimed at its flank, was the least of Isaac's problems right now. The Genesect's eyes lit up with a menacing glow as it kneed Isaac clean in the face.[break][break]

Isaac hit the floor like a sack of bricks, clutching his shattered nose. He tried to worm back, but black glass stung his arms as he tried to push his frostbitten muscles. This time, nothing could stop MUGEN as his Fell Stinger gored right through Isaac's guts.[break][break]

For once, Isaac had nowhere to run. For once, Isaac had nothing to say. All he could do was grab whatever he could find on the ground next to him, throwing it at MUGEN's head with increasingly weak force. The first few rocks bounced off without notice. By the third, MUGEN was peeved enough to catch it. Perhaps he'd crush it to show Isaac what could be done to his skull.[break][break]

The rock flsshed once, then twice, and then it was a Pokeball.[break][break]

MUGEN's own Pokeball opened like a vortex, the renegade Genesect being dragged back into containment. Sanford chose now to emerge from the shadows, his Switcheroo gambit bearing fruit at this last, desperate moment. Immediately, he fell upon the Pokeball, his algal blooms forcing it closed. It trembled like a leaf in a hurricane. Peals of red light erupted from attempts at forcing it back open. Algae launched everywhere, shed pieces of colony fallung inert.[break][break]

Finally, the Pokeball stilled, encased in a shell of algae and chains.[break][break]

Sanford's usual hovering was wobbly and off balance. The icy winds left his wheel and anchor brittle. The onslaught from Cil's team left his colony shorn and patchy. Forcing MUGEN into submission took what little energy he had to spare. Despite this, he hovered over the first and only human to understand him, refusing to leave his side without a fight.

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Prepared for the attack in a way that its fallen comrade had not been, the Corviknight counters the high-powered ROLLOUT with STEEL WINGS that fold to shield it from the worst of the attack. It still hurts, their collision in a shower of sparks knocking the bird off-course as it shrieks in pain and fury, but Bran would not follow Sluagh into oblivion.
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Though powerless to help, it shrieks in warning as Pandora turns upon its master.
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And like the shield it was named for, Pridwen is ready.
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Even at her full strength, the heroic Scolipede would never have reached the corruption at the storm's center. Even as the ANCHOR SHOT intercepts her path, a glittering snowflake of ice and steel guards its trainer with a BANEFUL BUNKER that stands stalwart despite the cracks placed in its armour by the DRAINING PUNCH. But such a shield is unnecessary, for the bug is sliced in two by the very bull she'd sought to avenge.
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Isaac's cry goes unanswered.
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Galar wasn't real.
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SHADOW MIASMA claims its second victim.[break][break]

Pandora falls.
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Then rises again, curling into a horrific approximation of her previous majesty to inflict her empowered ROLLOUT upon Isaac's Typhlosion. Hearth would be forced to battle the reanimated forms of not one, but two of his former allies as Buffaloman rallies to Pandora's side like old times, the battered Tauros careening toward Hearth with an AQUA CRASH.
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With the Typhlosion distracted, it would fall to loyal Sanford to defend Isaac from the encroaching storm.
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Lugia's ICY WINDS sharpen behind the force of a HURRICANE as the storm's mother senses an end drawing near. Its Harbinger watches on with cold, empty eyes as he gestures for his Pokémon to finish this.
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With the wind at their backs, Cillian's team advances. Lumbering toward the battered anchor, a BRUTAL SWING from Tyranitar hopes to send it directly into the waiting jaws of Eurydice's PHANTOM FORCE.

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[attr="class","skulltitle"]導通抵抗
[attr="class","skulloverlap"]BUT HOLD YOUR BREATH, GUESS WHO'S RUNNING THE SHOW?



[attr="class","skullbody"]Sanford wasn't like the others. What use was a glorious last stand? It was simply a waste of energy, a fool's attempt at adding meaning to the nothing after death. He was a tool; an anchor, first, before transcending such duties to become an agent of great still. Why seek glory now? He was never entitled to it before.[break][break]

Instead, with what little strength he had, Sanford stretched an algal bloom towards Isaac. It pressed MUGEN's Pokeball into his palm, then coiled around his gut wound. Were its Growth to keep him alive, he would have finished his final duty.[break][break]

After this came the end. He turned to face it, a grim accpetance in his ascent.[break][break]

Morrigan did not grant him the mercy of a slow death. She tore his main colony right off of its wheel, the torn and battered wood shattering as it hit the ground. Despite his massive weight, he could barely resist as she flung him into Eurydice's open embrace.[break][break]

They faded between realities, locked in what appeared to be an ethereal dance. When they first manifested, Sanford's anchor lay cracked and ruined, braided throughout his colony in a desperate attempt to hold together. When they appeared again, their two colonies had become one, swirls of red and green intertwined. With each jaunt back into reality, less green remained, red penetrating to it like rivers of fresh blood. Bit by bit, shards of rusted metal began to drop from the gestalt. The final strands of green waved like a flag of surrender before being dragged into the pulsating mass.[break][break]

Sanford wasn't just dead. Sanford was gone.[break][break]

Hearth, distressed, turned to watch. It was a foolish mistake. Pandora smashed into his side with enough force to crumple her own chitin. As he shot back, he was promptly smashed to earth by a twist of Buffaloman's horns. Once the baby of the bunch, a fresh egg hatched by Isaac last summer, now Hearth was forced to carry the solemn duty of sole survivor.[break][break]

What was this all for? His trainer lay dying, every form of escape, safety, and even comfort systematically stripped away from him. His comrades were reduced to shambling puppets, zombified and even consumed by a hateful master. Behind them lie an army of darkness, encroaching his position in the shadow of a broken god. There would be no victory tonight.[break][break]

Yet, as a psychopomp, he refused to deny his friends the death they deserved.[break][break]

Hearth's eyes flashed a radiant purple as he howled to the heavens, his voice legion. A strength that was no longer his own dragged him to his feet, his body swaying like a puppet on broken strings. Peals of soulfire erupted off of his body. Theyfowed with such force that Buffaloman and Pandora were briefly driven back.[break][break]

Three beads drifted from the necklace of souls around his neck. To his right, the silhouette of a blazing bull reared on spectral legs. To his left, the ball unfurled into a centipede wreathed in shadows. High above, pieces of rusted metal flew into the fire, soulfire burning bright through the cracks.[break][break]

The curse had been lifted. The Infernal Parade could enact vengeance upon these parodies of life.[break][break]

Buffaloman's spirit locked horns with his corpse, the heat of the flame purging him of the burden of his frostbitten flesh. Pandora's soul spun circles around her remains, glassy eyes quickly losing track of her position. Mighty as they were, they were but shells of their former selves. They deserved naught but the dignity of the grave.[break][break]

Flesh had its limits, and the Infernal Parade was quick to bring them out. Buffaloman gored into his own heart. Pandora stabbed into her own back. In the light of their ethereal flame, their earthly bodies lit up like funeral pyres. Soon, these tortured extensions of their earthly suffering would become little more than pure white ash.[break][break]

As the other two spirits defended Hearth, Sanford's spirit lanced towards Cilian to defend their trainer. It didn't matter how close he was to bringing Isaac to heel. It didn't matter how big his army of darkness became and how many abominations he raised. It didn't matter if the gods themselves smiled upon him today.[break][break]

So long as the restless dead continued their march, not a finger would be laid upon their trainer.

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