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Should he really be standing here still while everyone out there were fighting for their lives? Why should he involve himself with the world around it? After all problems outside his current vicinity were still problems, along with the size and scope of what was happening right in front of his eyes, it was sure to come bite him in his ass if he didn't do something himself right now, even if in the end it didn't matter. He'd have a clear conscience for once in his life. As he took his first step into the future a chill could be felt throughout his whole body, a light from one of his pokeballs opening up as his Alakazam broke free and stood between the man and what looked like a rip in reality itself, eating and ravaging at everything in it's path. His pokemon protecting him as best as it could but still fainting in the process. He had not time to try and understand what the hell was actually happening. He had to find the one person he knew, the person that would command him to do the right thing.[break][break]

The chaos and barrage of sounds around him as he moved to try and find the one and only Martín del Mar . He didn't care about what was happening, he was fully focused on his task at hand, the man who had played with everyone's fate there was sure to have his own comeuppance coming and Aidan wasn't about to take part in that, it wasn't his place, as far as he was aware nothing had even happened to him because of his choice. As he moved through the chaos and battle filled areas looking for his target, like searching for a pin in the middle of thousands of pins. There were people still in combat, others helping injured pokemon, massive pokemon he had never seen everywhere. Then the beam, the only time Aidan would pause in his short adventure, as if in slow motion he'd watch the clash between the beam and the meteor. A sense of relief before the grim realization that they hadn't fully stopped it, but that's part of it. Plans never go perfectly either way.[break][break]

As the beam reflected back and everything became a deadly rave, as if the world around him had become embrace by crystalline layers, spirits of the past, those he had seen die, those he had killed himself, those he had failed to save, everyone staring him, as if they wanted help. It was true that he felt regret about every single person that had lost their life under his eyes or by his own hands but he knew he couldn't do anything for them anymore, he had accepted their fate, they should accept their fate. It was foolish to look back upon the past if it meant you would make mistakes for your future. [break][break]

The first step he had to take towards this new future was to move on from the loss and make his way through towards Mars. He had to do this fast before regret took him once more. Letting out his Scizor out of it's pokeball. "We need to move fast!" He'd say as he would also allow his pokemon to MEGA evolve. Running his way through the ghosts of the past till he had reached Mars and the gargantuan legendary pokemon that had been entangled with things he had no idea about. "Hey bud! Hello! I have no clue what the fuck is happening but is there anything I can do to help!?" Hopefully he wan't about to receive the full lore dump, it really felt like they din't have the time for that right now, a lot was happening around them.It was already a miracle he had made it this far. As much as he was impressed by the stature of a deity in front of him he had to keep his composure enough to not look and sound like a complete idiot. [break][break]

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Standing upon the aftermath of his battle and deal with the devil earlier, staring into oblivion as if waiting for the voices of the damned to give him direction. There stood Aidan within the fog, once again under the shackles that was fate. Once again held by the hands of crime and violence, locked upon a cycle of brutality that he could not escape. His demons once again let out into the world. [break][break]

Everything around him happening as if in the blink of an eye, the terrorizing sounds a great pokemon, the speech from the man with one of the weirdest hairline he had seen in his lifetime, villainous to say the least. "Tch. So much for trying to change my own fate." Aidan would mumble to himself on the thought of once again gambling with his life, it was what he had done his entire life, gamble, lose, gamble again... Survive. [break][break]

He didn't have anything to help his fallen pokemon, those fates had already been sealed, he hadn't come prepared for full out combat like that, he had come prepared to stay away from such things, trying to play the number game. But alas, the time had come to gamble with his own pitiful and darkened existence. "Heads... That's my choice." Everyone seemed furious at how they had to play a game with their lives, but wasn't that exactly what they did by coming up this mountain? Every day they decide to make choices, those were always gambles.[break][break]

Everything just becomes more volatile once it was someone else playing with your life. The sad fact that Aidan had lived with for most of his life, at least this time the strange man was giving them a choice, even if a small one.[break][break]

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”I wasn’t loyal to them at first.” Aidan's belief on Mars' loyalty towards Rocket was a very interesting thing, as much as he believed that Mars' was a smart and competent person, he couldn't fully believe in another criminal organization with unknown goals filled with people who had their own secret plots to rise up to power. The distrust from Aidan lands fully on the unknown within Rocket, they didn't have good people in there, just as there weren't good people within League either but one would assume that Rocket held the members with the most twisted ideologies and the ones who would trample over others to accomplish their goals.[break][break]

"Once an accident, twice a coincidence, three times a pattern. This would be the second time my hands are forced with dealing with the devil." As far as he was aware everyone could be aiming for each others heads right about now, waiting for one domino piece to fall. "I trust your instincts. I put my life in the hands with someone who has the same goal as mine but I do not put my life in the hands of unknown factors." Aidan was likely the one person who might have known about Mars' past, that in itself bonded him enough for trust to be something that could happen.[break][break]

The smell of iron in the air, the sounds of crunching and cracking bones was a familiar sensation for Aidan, took him back to the years of working under the syndicate, perhaps the small fragments of memories being triggered were one of the things that was keeping him back from wanting to join Rocket with Mars. "I don't think anyone on either side are really willing to protect a stranger, perhaps even you aren't willing to. After all I am no stranger to you." Protection from common underlings and simple people was never something Aidan wanted but it was inevitably true that if he had faced someone as powerful as Mars was from Rocket might not be alive right now.[break][break]

Watching the Ushirfu return to it's pokeball Aidan would continue. "I would be willing to join your side for my personal reasons that you are aware of. BUT I ill be staying away from the more radical side of Rocket. Senseless violence is still senseless violence, I've dipped my foot too far into that mud before and it had never led into anything good." He knew there was some crazy people within the organization that wouldn't bat an eye when it came to ending human and pokemon life alike.[break][break]

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It was true that a battlefield was o place for a conversation but then again, Aidan was not there to battle, he wasn't there to be some obstacle. He had been there to be there, he had stayed out of people's path for that specific reason. Sure he had inflated the number of Leaguers there but would he really count if he wasn't even meant to be found. Threats to his life were nothing new nor something he feared, he had survived in this life far longer than he had anticipated already. [break][break]

"You seem to know enough about me to know I've never had anything go my way, so far that is the only thing you've gotten wrong." How wrong he was about that. But he wasn't going to contradict someone who wasn't living or had lived in his shoes, the same way he wouldn't judge someone, after all everyone had their different motives. "Despite all of this I am willing to listen to the choices you so mercifully hand me."[break][break]

Of course what he was saying was exactly the opposite of what he had just done, although he had his reasons for letting the Delphox out. He simply disliked not having something between him and a gun. As the world and fate proceeded to shit on his cereal bowl, the kind stranger in front of him would pull out a legendary pokemon. "Of course." He'd sigh to himself taking a few steps back fully knowing this wasn't going to be pretty at all. [break][break]

"I like to think there is still good out there... We just might be too deep into shit to see it." This would have been the moment he'd light up a cigarette if he had one. Despite having one of the most negative outlooks about the world, he still liked to think there was something good out there and people like him and perhaps the stranger in front of him were only put into the world to keep a certain balance going. [break][break]

With the initial movement from the Urshifu, Aidan already knew what was coming, a wave of blows like the poor Delphox was fighting a master of kung fu. Not much could be done to save the pokemon and by the end of it. Of course it would try to defend itself, with little to no affect, it was bad to listen to it but it was even worse to see the results. The pained sounds that left the pokemon as it's life faded one hit at a time. Aidan had seen this before, death. Nothing special, sometimes the easiest way out, sometimes a mercy given to some. As the Delphox fell and breathed it's few last breaths, Aidan looking down on it, no disappointment, no anger, just pure indifference. As long as it wasn't the gengar or the scizor, the ones that had been his partners for a long time.[break][break]

Squatting down to close Delphox's eyes he'd look back towards the stranger and the Urshifu. "I'm guessing this is the consequence?" Linking the dots and the past information divulged in the conversation, he had an inkling of who he was speaking to. "Must I really swear loyalty to a organization who would turn on me as fast as that Urshifu can strike? There is a difference between me swearing loyalty to you Mr. Martin. You can promise me revenge to the ones who ruined my life but could you promise me the same if your beloved Rocket did the same? Would you turn on them just as fast if they turned on you?" Could he really trust such people with his life once again? Repeating the same mistake would be foolish.[break][break]

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Ambition was such a weird word for Aidan, it truly had held no meaning for him for many many years. Ambition had become something of a privilege, something he could not afford, literally and figuratively. In the past he had had dreams, goals, aspirations and ambition and then everything was taken away from him, one thing at a time. It had come to the point where having a hot meal had become a dream, sure he had been given back the ability to achieve minimal goals like that again but it cost him much more than it should have. The syndicate took everything from him and gave back very few things with amazingly high mental, physical and soul level of price. [break][break]

"You misunderstand my goal here. I don't stand in the way of any of you, League or Rocket. It just happened that they reached to me first. You could have floated straight past me and I would not have warned or moved a muscle. I have no horses in this race nor a bone to pick with anyone... Both sides are the same, both sending people to the front lines to die for causes they don't fully understand." But then again, he was speaking to someone who was attacking the group trying to stop the apocalypse, not that he'd ask the true intentions of their move.[break][break]

From not so deep within the silent hill fog, Aidan could hear his Gengar getting it's ass beat by the Hatterene. It wasn't a good look for the Gengar and Aidan was sure to have a nice and long conversation with it after all this. He didn't have much that he could do for it at this time... Till the knife that threatened him was thrown towards his Gengar who was already hurt, that might have been the limit the poor pokemon could take. Aidan had to retreat it, so he would do just that. Opening the empty pokeball to let the knocked out Gengar to return to what was a safe haven.[break][break]

"I don't know about lead me to greatness but you do have a gun there so if you could just make a better offer I'd be happy to switch it up. As I said, no horse in the race. If you guys pay me more then we have a deal. Mind you, it shouldn't be that hard to pay better than them, they're really using the patriotic card on some of those kids out there." He wasn't really going to negotiate much with someone who now had a gun aimed at him, although it was in his nature to try and get something out of a situation.[break][break]

"Ooops..." He'd say dropping another pokeball to the ground, letting out his Delphox free into between the two. He wanted a little safety while working out a good deal for himself, it was nothing personal at all. He had been in a great disavantage from the beginning with the masked stranger knowing who he is so he wanted to at least have that safety net of something that could stop a bullet between the two of them.[break][break]

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"Good side?" Was that a rhetorical question? He'd assume so, since the group attacking while the other group is trying to stop a meteor from striking their region... So from principal alone the ones trying to stop that would be considered the very cartoon-like villains in this scenario. Wouldn't have been better for them to sit and wait till league had expended all their resources with the meteor and probably saved Hoenn to THEN attack a weakened League? Attacking while they stopped a apocalypse just seemed reckless and a PR nightmare to deal with. [break][break]

Aidan could see the Hatterene charging her move but he wasn't exactly in the right place to do anything about that, he was sure that his Gengar would be able to handle one single SHADOW BALL without sustaining lethal amount of damage. The Gengar itself would pop out of one of the shadows, crossing it's arms to protect itself from the attack. Awfully rude of the witchy pokemon to attack while their owners had a very civil conversation. He had to let his Gengar deal with the combat itself for now, he hoped that it was smart enough to defend itself. Once it had badly recuperated from Hatterene's attack it would bounce back into a shadow before bouncing out again from a different shadow on their left to attack the Hatterene with it's own SHADOW BALL.[break][break]

"I'm offended you'd know I'm a P.I but wasn't hiring me, perhaps Hoenn really does need to be destroyed. You see if I investigate something without being paid, it becomes just a hobby and I have yet to get paid to investigate someone from the League." It was true, he really didn't like doing his work for free and as far as he knew he really wasn't helping them do whatever they were trying to do here, he was just trying to look pretty. [break][break]

"Oh! You know my name too? Would you bless me with the knowledge of yours? It's not like I'm trying to help them." He would pause and raise one of his fingers up in as in trying to put an exclamation in his speech. "It was peaceful till you showed up... I wasn't about to move from here, the wannabe heroes can have their glory over there. I just wanted something good to show why I should be hired as a P.I... Personal interests, nothing more and nothing less." He was still surprised that someone would know his name though, very few people from Hoenn should know him by his face at this point. [break][break]

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If Aidan had a penny for every time someone had put a knife to him, he'd have retirement funds. This was fairly common from his past but not forgotten at all. The situation itself wasn't something that would scare him, he could tell the masked figure had done this before or was used to situations that resembled this, he was calm and and his hand wasn't shaking, expected from a Rocket member really. If it had been someone that sounded and looked nervous then it would have been a completely different situation, after all it's much easier to converse with someone that has their wits still around. [break][break]

The real scary thing was happening away from them and hidden by the mist, with that bloodcurdling roar from earlier, he really didn't want to be part of it. Of course the masked man wasn't alone, the witch shaped pokemon finally appearing with it's master, another annoying one to deal with to be sure, all psychic types were. Perhaps he still had the surprise factor due to his Gengar.[break][break]

But alas Aidan wouldn't command a attack just yet, the words that left the man's mask really intrigued him. Frowning slightly before speaking up himself. "Am I not the only one? Perhaps I should do some research before joining the good side for once." He was both curious about how this person knew of his hidden past life and about who else held some hidden agenda inside the league, simple curiosity that could lead to interesting interactions in the future.[break][break]

"You're right. I don't know anything that is happening here, in reality I'm just here to earn a paycheck hopefully." It was true, no reason to lie there. It was mostly due to the fact that he didn't exactly care how things worked with the so called primal points or why they should work or be stopped or how they would stop the meteor. What he did care though was his future which sadly was being threatened by the space rock.[break][break]

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Who would have thought that staying in the same place hoping that the fog would give him enough cover to stay out of trouble while taking a breather from the incoming chaos. After all, the only thing Aidan wanted from being here would have been the addition of "Meteor survivor in Mt. Pyre" in his resume, surely that would have looked great when getting hired. Having others perceive him as a hero could make him money and that would very much fix the issues he had in Hoenn, for the most part. Money may not buy happiness but he had never seen a sad man in a yacht. [break][break]

How wrong he was, how wrong he was indeed. As a roar broke through the fog, like a signal for the hell that was about to brake lose through the mountain, perhaps as if one of the trumpets signaling the end of everything. Along with the chilling roar something else happened, the one thing Aidan hadn't wanted to happen, he was found out and he was being help... At knife point, he had no idea he had accidentally walked into Galar, knife crime had reached Hoenn and that was a problem that he had to deal with now.[break][break]

"Moving wasn't exactly in my mind." Aidan would slowly raise his arms as he spoke. The masked figure really had brought a knife to a pokemon fight, what a sight to behold. Despite his Genger clearly failing to scout the area well he still had a little hope that his pokemon was close enough to do something about the situation. "If it makes you feel any worse. My wallet is in my back pocket buuuut it is rather empty." Trying to buy himself time with a little dark humor never hurt anybody, as far as he was aware. Little did he know that his own pokemon might have ran into some troubles itself.[break][break]

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Aidan was glad that he wasn't being treated as a pure outsider, doing anything as a team when the team members didn't know someone was hellish even if it was the simplest task as catching a imaginary, not real supernatural apparition. At the least their teamwork was in better shape than the house they were in. It was easy to tell where anyone was at simply by listening to their footsteps and the creaking rotted floorboards, at this time he didn't know what was creepier, the idea off the building collapsing or the small possibility of ghosts being real.[break][break]

"Happy Birthday..." Aidan would look in pure dismay towards the kitchen where he had heard the what felt like the most distorted voice in his life. "You're fucking with me, RIGHT!?" He'd say looking at oscar clayton. It was as if he could hear his own heartbeat, the footsteps above them as bryan delarosa searched upstairs. His vision quickly darting back towards the television that flickered. Aidan would whistle quickly and point towards the television. "Oh oh! YOU GUYS SEE THAT!?" Was he starting to hallucinate? Was there black mold around the house eating away at his brain? [break][break]

"Please tell me you guys saw the TV turn on with the fucking creepy face!? PLEASE?" He wanted to leave, thsi dead birthday party was not something he had in mind when he came to Hoenn. He'd keep searching the living room with the power of god and anime at his side, in pure hopes that he'd find something thatc ould help them do whatever "who do you voodoo" Thing they had to do to get rid of the creepy little shit head of a ghost. [break][break]

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What on earth was Aidan doing here? He had no real bonds towards the League at all nor did he even have any particular skill that would help them in this particular situation. From the start he thought that the whole fighting right now was really pretty much petty squabbling, he really doubted that the end of the world would have been something above their bickering. He wasn't about to go around fighting people he didn't know for people he didn't know either, he was just here to look pretty right now. In fact he knew more people who did illegal stuff that would possibly be in Rocket. [break][break]

He had found himself a foggy but safe little corner somewhere, he didn't exactly even know where he was in accordance to the Mountain itself but this was where he was going to stay. There were many corners like this one, but this one was his corner. Pressing the button on one of his pokeballs, a shadow would crawl out into his own body and towards the ground where A Gengar would form itself. "Can you stay around in the shadows and scout around the area? Don't have to go too far. I just want us to have a little bit of peace." Reaper would silently giggle then fade into the foggy shadows all around Aidan.[break][break]

Leaning into a rock behind himself he would slide down and sit on the ground. He really wasn't about to initiate combat, he knew that with this crazy fog he'd very likely be hidden from prying eyes, so hopefully if he does get into someone's vision cone he'd also be able to see them, with Reaper scouting the area around him it should help him stay and "hide". Safely staying away from anyone that could be near him. [break][break]

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The burst of laughter was totally something that Aidan did not expect, or perhaps something he was not used to. From all the people he had worked with to the people he knew like Martín del Mar . They weren't really smiling or laughing people, to be completely honest neither was he, only been trying to keep the ice broken and the party vibes going. Although he was glad that he still had the ability to be social with new people. Seraphine's laughter was one of the most infectious he had heard, it made him chuckle at the sight. "That's unfortunate. I thought I would have encountered a brother in arms." The compliment making him flush a little bit. Was he really pulling it off? "I can at least say it's one of the most comfortable things I've wore in a long time! I... Think you should ask if they have a onesie for you! Just so you could see how freeing it is." Of course that was a joke but if she really wanted to try it out he wouldn't stop her.[break][break]

To Aidan the idea of being open minded towards sounded a little funny. In his very simple mind art was just simply something that most people should appreciate and be at peace with it. "Oh! Don't mention it. Always had a certain curiosity towards art, just never really had the chance." Or the funds. "Would it sound bad if I said that I currently live in Slateport and never visited?" To be honest he had recently moved there and with the whole apocalypse thing he had been incredibly busy. "What I do? Well... Sometimes it's a little complicated but the simple answer would be that I work as a Private Investigator." He knew that was a very broad term but he wasn't about to just tell someone he also hid trails and erased illegal information for the Syndicate. "So if you ever need something found, I'm your guy!" He'd say giving her a playful wink.[break][break]

The two pokemon making their own day. Like two partners in crime who have once again met after many years due to fate, it was as if working as a team came natural to the two, maybe they just had the same mischievous brain cell. It was like Reaper was using his sneaking skills to spook the guests, taking their attention from the Smeargle who would be sketching silly things on people's back when they were too busy trying to catch the Gengar. Aidan didn't have the heart to really go out and stop their playtime, he was sure that the old couple who owned the place were used to pokemon doing their silly things and he also knew that whatever trouble the two were getting into wouldn't have any lasting damage at all.[break][break]

"So are you only in the art field? I still can't think someone not into fashion would be wearing a dress like that." He didn't mean to pry but it was hard to let go of his detective reflexes. [break][break]