Nothing is more important than a good entrance. This is a defining rule that Xenon lives by, if you can't make yourself known loudly and flashily, than what's even the fucking point of making yourself known? So yeah, Xenon rides right into League airspace on top of a flying war mecha, what other kind of entrance could she possibly make as she arrives at this massive battleground where Rocket and League alike do battle for some pointless bullshit she could care less about?
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But what's the point of making a flashy entrance if nobody even notices it!? She's so deep into League territory that she might as well be holding up a flashing sign saying "Shoot me down" yet not a single person has tried so far! It's absolutely pathetic! And she knows nobody has tried because she's got a literal warning signal strapped to her back as her Absol reads the future for calamity, yet the poor boy hasn't yipped or growled even once to warn her of anything! These guys are total idiots!
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She's almost considering just dropping the bomb she's carrying right now just to make these guys suffer for their continued ignorance, but it's only thanks to the watchful eye of Nikita far below that Xenon and Rhodium finally get a chance to make some waves as Antimony's eyes snap open and he lets out a sharp warning yelp. "Oh my fucking god finally! Was starting to think these idiots were actually blind!" The girl yells as she taps Rhodium on the left next twice, prompting a sharp dive to the left just in time to avoid a sniper shot of water from below drilling through where they used to be.
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"Al-fucking-right! That's a fucking spicy one right there, let's see if you're a one trick pony or not!" The Ultramodernist grins viciously as she moves her left hand to Rhodium's center neck and begins tapping out a series of morse code commands, the war beast of the future drifting through the air and spinning to face in Nikita's general direction. The Inteleon's sharp eyes would be able to spot all three heads charging up some kind of dark energy within their open maws, telescopic eyes zooming in on the trainer directly and calculating the optimal angle for immediate death as the beams converge into one almighty Dark Pulse, aimed straight at Nikita's poor vulnerable human face!
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+Nikita Sokolov

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It would be nice to believe that she just obliterated the loser in one shot, but even she knew that wouldn't be the case with an Alakazam at his side. It was just foreplay really while they set the stage, a dance that lead to the explosive finale Xenon carried with her.
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So she couldn't accept such a premature finale to the show so soon, everyone knows that nothing kills the mood quite like a bucket of cold water. "Alright Rhodium, time to start the game just like we practiced right?" The ultramodernist leans down towards the Iron Jugulis's center head and whispers, tapping out staccato rhythms and beats into its neck with her prosthetic claw, calculations and plans forming as the machine looks to the future.
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The magnetic harness attaching the bomb to Rhodium deactivates, the machine throws its body into a half barrel roll as it flips the lower half of its body skyward and tosses the bomb into the air, narrowly avoiding the Hydro Pump and keeping the bomb safe at the same time. Error messages flash across its UI as psychic energy attacks and disables its dark energy production unit, it swiftly cycles through its other weapon options before settling on Flash Cannons and scanning the battlefield once more. Obviously the main threat here was the Inteleon sniping from a distance, so it only made sense to start firing on that one next, meanwhile Xenon had a much different plan in mind as she leaps from the back of Rhodion and pulls a Pokeball from her belt. "Alright Terbium, you're up!"
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From the confines of the Pokeball and red light forms into a dragon, a bulky Garchomp manifesting beneath Xenon and catching her on her back as the two glide down to the ground to meet Nikita on her own turf. The dragon slams into the earth with a ground shaking crunch, roaring as it starts to charge right for the trainer and his Alakazam as Xenon laughs maniacally all the while. "Hit em with the Dragon Rush, tear their fucking bones apart!!!"
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+Nikita Sokolov

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With an action movie star leap the Inteleon barely manages to escape the cascade of steel flashes bombarding its sniper's nest, U-Turning back into its Pokeball and leaving Rhodium to its grim work as it swoops back up into the sky. It's just as it does this that the bomb reaches the peak of its ascent and begins to fall back down to the earth, just in time for the iron beast to rotate its body a full ninety degrees and catch the payload in its magnetic harness, all in all a sequence of events that barely spanned six seconds in the air.
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Thus we cut back to Xenon and Terbium, clashing against the mighty Houndstone as it channels fae energy to negate the furious Dragon Rush coming its way. It is of course a perfect counter, forcing a reset as the Garchomp and its rider are pushed back, but it was far from the worst possible outcome. The dragon took a few cuts in the clash, but now she knew what to expect as she begins to slowly circle around the detective and his hound, the Ultramodern scientist sliding off Terbium's back and locking eyes with Nikita.
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"Uh, so I can divine your future obviously? Don't you know that you can totally divine the future based off of how bones crack?" This technically only applied to bones thrown in fire, but that could be taken care of pretty easily in the end. The sand dragon stops in place suddenly and begins to sway back and forth, keeping a tense eye on the Houndstone as she engages in a Dragon Dance to psych herself up, body enveloped in a soft white glow as it waits for the ghostly fiend to make its first move.
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All the while Rhodium is only getting further away as it carries the bomb to its intended destination, unaware of the attack coming its way in the future. But would that be enough to stop the flying tank as it bears down on the League camp Nikita was bound to protect?
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+Nikita Sokolov

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She has him on the back foot, he has to scramble to put together to plan before she can achieve her goal, all she has to do is stall for time. Step by step she approaches the future, as inevitable as the tide washing away the cliffside, the longer he took to decide the more likely it was that all those poor innocent little casualties become greasy stains burning up in a pile of flaming ashes. And Xenon very well knows this too as she lets Terbium continue her Dragon Dance, psyching herself up and making her a faster and stronger opponent with every passing second. Tick, tick, tick.
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"Ooh, relying on Glalie's natural levitation to fight up high huh? Very interesting plan, very interesting. But that doesn't really save you from your current predicament does it?" The Rocket teases as she starts swaying in time with her Garchomp, plucking another Pokeball from her belt and releasing an Absol to join the attack. "And actually, my thing is totally different. The thing you just said is super ancient and primitive, totally not my thing, I'm all about the future. I'm really loving the future where I snap you in half like a dry twig, has anyone ever told you you look like a dry twig? I don't actually care, but I'm telling you that now."
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Back up above, Rhodium's sensors ping as it detects a pulse of psychic energy accompanying the Glalie's teleportation up to its level, one head swiveling to keep its ruby gaze locked upon the ball of hail as it charges up its attack. A wave of sheer cold erupts from the pokemon's maw as it tries to freeze the Iron Jugulis in place, but it has no chance of hitting the aerodynamically superior Pokemon as it simply dives under the cloud of cold and continues on its way, more than content to just leave the slower creature behind as it focused on its true objective.
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But the future bears no mercy for anyone in the end. A psychic attack from the past finally catches up and strikes in the present as Barbara's Future Sight strikes out at one of Rhodium's wings, an ear piercing screech of static noise erupting from its speakers as its course falters and its grip weakens, just enough for the bomb to start dropping once more, just slightly off course from its optimal target. Now at this point it could reasonably just let the bomb hit, decimate a portion of the outside of the camp based on the explosive's trajectory, retreat back to its trainer and assist in the battle she was engaged in.
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But it seemed that even machines could have perfectionist streaks as the lights of its eyes sharpen and it rapidly dives down to catch the bomb, buying the camp just a few more seconds as it tries to reassert its course and hit the target properly like it was assigned.
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Xenon is of course entirely unaware of this as she directs Terbium and Antimony, growing bored of waiting and tapping out a few commands against her leg with her metal claw. Simple commands, but commands that only she and her team could understand when under observation from an enemy. Unless you were some kind of master code breaker of course, but what were the odds of her running into that kind of person out on the field right?
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Its simple enough, Antimony would start the approach by charging at the Alakazam with a Night Slash from its horn, when the Houndstone inevitably jumped in to interrupt, then Terbium would Crunch down on the faithful hound and take one Pokemon out of play. Easy enough, right? And so it begins as the Absol starts running towards Barbara with a gleaming black blade of shadow, Terbium's muscles tensing as she gets ready to follow up.
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"I totally agree. People are beyond stupid these days, always have been honestly. But like yeah, you're totally in a predicament, it's cool that you didn't notice. Like I said, lot of stupid people these days, I'm used to it, no biggie." Her confidence... it's not the blind confidence borne of a newbie trainer who's never lost a fight. She's totally assured of herself, the kind of confidence earned from experience and knowledge. The way she commands her Pokemon speaks to that fact, she's developed a non verbal code just to keep her enemies on the back foot, she formulates plans on the fly and can adjust to those plans breaking apart just as fast. Insane though she may be, she was by no means stupid or overly cocky. If she thought that he was in a predicament, she assuredly meant it.
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"My thing is different, because I'm not predicting the future. I'm telling you what the future will be, because I know for a fact that I'm going to deliver on it. Predictions are guesses, I'm telling you the facts of life." Her grin grows cruel and her plan springs into motion, a plan that should have went off without a hitch, save for the small problem that presented itself in that moment.
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He could understand everything she was saying.
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It all happens in a fraction of a second, the kind of thing where you blink and you miss it. The Alakazam disappears into the aether, the man pulls a gun and narrowly dodges her Absol's attack, firing a bullet into its hide and eliciting a sharp screech from him as he tumbles forwards. A ghostly force slams into her back as the Houndstone tackles into her from behind, emerging from a ghostly portal and throwing his body into hers. It should have broken her oh so human spine, yet curiously enough the worst of it is her breath being knocked out of her and pushing her over as the Houndstone mounts her, her vision is a little blurry as her face is pressed into the mud, but she's already adjusting once again as she raises her claw and slams it down into the ground hard.
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Three things happen at once as Xenon's metal fist hits the ground, a flash of energy illuminating her body as a large gem reveals itself embedded on the back of her hand. The first, is her Garchomp which never had the chance to perform the ambush as she wanted, would rush towards her trainer and Crunch down into the Houndstone's head to throw it off of Xenon, having gone almost entirely feral as it sinks deep into its dragon trance and chasing down her target.
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The second, is her hand itself lighting up with dark purple energy, clenched into a furious fist as Xenon channels her humiliated rage into deadly intent. The stone upon her claw resonates with something, with someone.
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And the third, is the pained howl of an Absol as he staggers to his feet and glares at Nikita, Justified in his rage now as that same dark purple energy cloaks its body and forms into a shell of pure darkness. Cracks of light form around the egg, in an explosion of color and sound the Absol emerges in a new form, wings forming from thick fur and his horn lengthening and widening into something resembling a sickle, a matching horn beginning to grow from the other side of his head as well. Mega Evolution.
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"KILL HIM NOW!" Antimony is all too happy to oblige as he bares his fangs and bursts forwards to slice Nikita in two, a blade of darkness forming around his horns as he spins around with a great and terrible Night Slash.
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All the while the battle in the skies continued as Rhodium dives down and narrowly catches the bomb before it can hit the ground, swerving back up just in time to catch a few Ice Shards to the chest, piercing through its metal carapace and eliciting a static screech of pain. The war machine's attention turns back to the Glalie, now fully dedicated to dealing with the glorified snowball as its mouths open wide and a thick stream of fire blooms out to melt the ice type and send it falling back to the earth where it belonged.
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"Man, are you still on about the bones? That was like a whole minute ago, you need to stop fixating on ancient history." The way she says it is so earnest and exasperated. Like she truly has already moved on from that conversation point and is already bored of a concept she invented not even a minute ago in the heat of battle. Maybe its because it wasn't really all that good of an idea and she just didn't want to admit it.
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The blinding light of Antimony's Mega Evolution is enough to throw off Nikita's aim just enough, just enough for those bullets to just skim the Absol's thicker coat of fur. It hurts, by god it hurts the harbinger of disaster as his jaw gnashes and froths with Justified fury, but it hurts no more than the process of Mega Evolution in the first place as his horns burn with energy just waiting to be released upon the sinner who would dare to fire upon him. Its only the timely intervention of a loyal hound that can knock Antimony off course, turning a sure fire kill into a glancing blow as the dark blade cuts through Nikita's side and the Absol tumbles through the dirt once more.
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And the price the Detective would pay would be teeth Crunching into him as the Garchomp lifts the Houndstone up into the air and starts shaking him around like a chew toy, the fire burning her mouth not enough to deter her assault as she chomps down ever harder. And now that Xenon was free, she would waste no time getting back to her feet and stalking towards Nikita, reaching into her jacket and producing a handgun aimed right at the man. "Alright wise guy, what's your contingency for this!?" The ultramodernist shouts as she opens fire on the man, the bark of bullets firing overpowering even the clamor of battle raging all around them.
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And still the battle in the sky rages on as gouts of flame clash against a hardened shell of ice, the triplet heads covering every conceivable angle to break through. Its only in the slightest of lulls that Ignatius finds his opening, rushing forwards and Crunching down on the left head to disable for just a moment. And by god does he do it, inflicting devastating damage on that secondary skull as pointed ice stalactites masquerading as teeth dig through steel and scramble several dozen thought processes. But there's still an issue that the Glalie didn't consider. This was merely one head of three.
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Predatory eyes burn bright as the remaining two heads turn their full fire upon the unprotected ice cube, a blinding white light building in their mouths as they charge up a devastating Hyper Beam to unleash upon Ignatius from point blank range.
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"I'm new and improved baby, I'm ultramodern, I'm evolving every second. Keep up with the times~"
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Plans crack and fall apart under the slightest amount of pressure, someone who relied on predetermined ideas and courses of action couldn't hope to keep up with the embodiment of the future. If something doesn't work than it gets tossed into the trash in favor of the next idea, that's the creed that she lives by right up until that too proves useless to her and she evolves again. The empty click of the gun accompanies a widening grin as she pushes forwards, if she was a hair faster she probably could have planted a bullet right between his stupid eyes as she fires on what is now empty space. "Smooth moves Miss Alakazam. Lets see if you can keep pulling those magic tricks out your ass." Xenon mumbles as she holsters her gun.
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The oral assault on Detective Winters is swift and brutal, but more importantly than that for him is it's efficient. The moment Terbium feels the ghost's body go limp she tosses him to the side and moves to rejoin her partner, severe burns littering the inside of her mouth but otherwise unaffected. The light shining from Xenon's metal claw begins to die down as Antimony's Mega Evolution recedes, the dark harbinger fading into unconsciousness as his duty is finally complete. The red shine of a Pokeball takes him home and Xenon clips the ball back to her belt, taking a mental stock of who she has left. Rhodium is still handling the bomb situation, from what her eyes could tell her so far up it was dealing with the snowball fairly well. Terbium probably can't use her teeth anymore for the time being, the burns littering her mouth are severe but the rest of her body is unaffected. She still has three backups to drag the fight out for as long as possible, the game of endurance continues. "Cover me." The woman mumbles as Barbara fires a ray of psionic power at her, Terbium is quick enough to circle around and take the brunt of the blast, what few sparks and psis of energy remain dissipate harmlessly against her Dark nature.
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"How's those contingencies working out for you? You really got me on the ropes! Few more sacrifices like that and you might just be able to live long enough to watch all your friends burn!" Rub salt into the wound, dedicate more of that brainpower to raw anger. You make mistakes when you're angry, even the smartest man alive can't calculate for shit when all they can see is red. Her hand flicks to her belt once more, a new Pokemon is released while Terbium stays focused on keeping her safe from any surprise attacks he might have lined up. Right now she needs long range to deal with the teleporting Psychic type, so it's only natural for her to send out her Camerupt onto the field. The volcanic camel materializes into being with a sleepy look on his face as he blinks slowly, looking from left to right until he spots both his trainer and the enemy she would set him against. No more point in codes and esoteric commands, this guy was smart enough to circumvent them so she would just call it straight.
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"Selenium, Lava Plume! Terbium, keep covering me!" The Garchomp growls in affirmation as she puts her body in between Xenon and the Camerupt, the walking disaster finally waking up as the volcanoes on its back rumble ominously. His face turns aggressive as he does his best to point his body at Nikita and Barbara, but at the end of the day this was a monster that knew no distinctions between friend or foe, fiery magma explodes everywhere around him and coats the area in fire. It's only Terbium's body and her immense resistance to fire that keeps Xenon safe as the temperature in the area rises several dozen degrees, something that Nikita does not have the luxury of.
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And up in the sky, a conflagration of energy explodes into life as the Glalie Protects himself from the raw power of Rhodium's Hyper Beam. The bomb in its grasp was growing unstable now after such an intense exchange, it needed to make some very important decisions very quickly if it wanted to achieve its objective with minimal damage to itself. As much as it wanted to finish off Ignatius, it had a job to do and ego would have to come second. After a few seconds of sustained fire on the Glalie it would dip down hard in altitude and fly straight under the snowball, relying on the Pokemon being weak enough to let it go as it zooms forwards with all the speed it can muster, getting as close as it can to the League's camp before finally releasing its payload and throwing that bomb straight into the heart of League territory. It wasn't the precise target it was assigned to hit, but it would have to be good enough as it circles around to try and get back to Xenon, assuming that the Glalie wouldn't try to continue the fight any further.
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+Nikita Sokolov

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