[attr="class","textbox"]The past, the future, and the present he feared would come to pass converged around Isaac, picking his bones like a pack of slavering vultures.[break][break]
Cillian Quinn was no surprise. The only shock would be him shirking his duties at Sootopolis to come all the way here.
Zev Harcourt? Even less of a surprise, and Isaac already assumed he was lurking around every corner.
Elisabeth Fiorelli would surely want her garden back, if only to reduce it to decay while making Isaac watch.
Tempest Quinn?
jayden cross?
bryan delarosa? Tragic Isaac had already made peace with, even if he could barely bring himself to raise a hand against them in turn.
priam conrad? Isaac already knew where he stood.
parker jones? She, too, had made herself clear.[break][break]
Same with
howard slayte. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice? Still shame on you. The monument to the admin's betrayal still stomped around the ruins of Petalburg City. It wouldn't be hard for it to crush Isaac underfoot in the process. He'd probably make a big song and dance about how sorry he was as Isaac's bones splintered underfoot.[break][break]
All the snarled "I knows" in the world couldn't prepare him for
Naomi Sato. Fuck. For once, one of Munkidori's wild swings hit where it hurt.[break][break]
Dissection tables, a parodic echo of the experiment they had once collaborated on. Promises that this isn't what she wanted, how she's looking for any opportunity to set him free, that she's doing everything she can but some things are impossible under Rocket's watchful eye. The knowledge that, as soon as he had been studied and disposed of, she'd likely be sent to study Petalburg, an area warped by legend after legend in a nonstop barrage over the past year. The fact that, despite everything it meant, she'd enjoy it.[break][break]
Pressure crashed down on Isaac in a rolling wave, equal parts a comforting hand on a shoulder and a slap to the face. Suicune knew the fate of their brothers in this world. The former champion had told them plenty. This vision, a reenactment of the past through the lens of the future, meant nothing to it. For now, they needed their trainer to focus not on potential nightmares but on the one unfolding before him.[break][break]
As Isaac's vision refocused and the world came to, he saw the decay in
Eris Halla' chain.[break][break]
With what little strength he had left in his legs, Isaac flung himself forward. One hand set on the cancerous rot that had started to spread down the length of the red chain. The other formed his own blood, sweat, and tears into a knife of ice, as small as it was immaculately sharp. In a single, smooth motion he brought the knife down upon the chain, using the momentum from his own fall to sever it.[break][break]
He glowered at the chain on hands and knees. How dare this
thing try and torment his beloved sister? For a brief moment, he remembered Suicune's original epithet. He didn't give a shit about purity. Rather than forcing people to mold to his mindset, he wanted to break their chains and set them free. In the ruins of Petalburg, it didn't feel like he could liberate jack shit.[break][break]
But for this insult pulsing in his hands? If just for one moment, he'd let himself be the purifier. The ice knife in his hand melted into waters of life, flowing into the decaying chain link until it tore itself apart.[break][break]
As Isaac focused on Eris, Suicune turned their eye to the rest of the group. The
Pressure flowing out from them would try to grab the attention of the other wayward souls. The aurora shining overhead would serve as their beacon. Together, they would serve as an ebb and flow, guiding the lost and the damned away from their false futures and back to the battle at hand.[break][break]
Together they stand, or fractured they fall.[break][break]
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TEAL DEER;[break]
Isaac remembers that many of the people he love either hate his guts or are contractually obligated to kill him. Most of these he's made peace with, but some hurt real bad.[break]
Suicune pushes him out of a particularly nasty vision just in time for Isaac to see Eris' chain decay. He severs it at the point of rot and furiously purges any remaining trace.[break]
In lieu of attacking, Suicune focused their
Pressure outwards, using their pressure and Isaac's aurora to try and guide them out of the Future Sight and back into the fray.
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