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Pokémon Odyssey: A New Beginning [T] [Best Veteran 4Q '12]

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Kawaii Pikachu :3

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Levina ~ Cape City Church
Levina stopped the barrage of Shadow Balls when the Ariados fell from its perch. To her surprise the Ariados was able to hit her feet with its last attempt at a String Shot. A large smirk appeared on her face when she heard the stomach-turning squish of the bug Pokemon. Levina watched the Pokemon for a few seconds before frying the sticky thread attached to her feet with her electricity. She slowly approached the Ariados and stopped a few feet from the body. "Pathetic attempt at an ambush." Levina hissed and proceeded to fry the Ariados's body to a crisp with a well-aimed Thunder. She could hear the others fighting their own opponents and peeked in one of the windows. Levina watched as D-I and Snype worked on finishing their foes. She was impressed with D-I's abilities and giggled giddily as the urge to fight him filled her. 'He would be an amazing prey to hunt down. That would be one heck of a battle.' Levina thought as weaved her way back into the church; careful to stay out of everyone's way. "Hey Snype, hurry and finish him off would you? I'm bored now that my foe is barbecued." She sat back and continued to watch everyone.


Allora ~ Prison
"Explosive? Are you nuts!! You will draw attention to us if you set off explosives here. We are supposed to stay hidden. That was the whole point in creeping through the tunnels." Allora slightly snapped at the annoying Abra. She was becoming tired with his attitude very, very quickly. Allora let out a growl when the Abra disappeared on them. "Well……I guess we are on our own now. Paladin do you still have your map? Maybe we can figure out exactly where we are at." She approached him but made sure to keep some distance between her and the prison cells. Allora to the few seconds to look around the room as she waited for Paladin's response. The room gave her the creeps and she had the urge to get out of the building. Who knew what or who was still lurking in the prison's corridors? She didn't want to stay around long enough to find out.
 

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Cape City Prison

Paladin sighed. To him, it didn't really matter where they were, only Veletra mattered. Still, he pulled out the map that Excadrill had given him on their last encounter, and examined it. The map was of the tunnels, not the surface, but there was a small dot at the end of one of the tunnel passages on the map. Paladin could only guess that this was their current location. "It's very vague, but I think this dot could be our location," he said. "Let's just get in and out as fast as possible. If the Sentinels or even the Madman have set up explosives anywhere, we're gonna have to be extra careful."

With that, Paladin started further into the prison. The main section was just a hallway with prison cells on either side. The cells were small and unfurnished, and some even contained the smell of rot and decay. The room was so dimly lit that Paladin decided to use his eyes as a light to guide the others with. Most cells were cloaked in darkness and had no inhabitants, although a few contained Pokemon of all kinds. In one cell, there was a small, purple light burning as dimly as the lanterns that lit the room. When Paladin pointed his eyes at the source of the light, it revealed a small, wax-like figure with a fire burning atop its head. It revealed a Litwick. The Litwick stared at them with both sorrowful and menacing eyes, which caused Paladin to start walking away faster. "Don't be fooled. They could have rigged any of these cells to blow, and these prisoners could just be illusions," Paladin warned the others as they continued along.

Suddenly, a soft moan came from a nearby cell. Paladin rushed over to it, recognizing the voice as that of a woman. When they found the source of the sound, the group halted and peered inside. Paladin's eyes revealed...not what they had been looking for. Inside the cell was a Nidoqueen, moaning softly and consistently. She peered upwards to face the Gold Tribe. Her face was covered in scars here and there, and what looked like a whiplash mark was on her stomach. "We have to help her!" Speculum whispered. As much as Paladin agreed with him, they couldn't. The Abra's promise of an explosion was too risky. After all, if Cape City was successfully overtaken, these Pokemon would be rescued.

"RAARGH!" The Nidoqueen roared. She was angry, very much so. Without warning, she lunged at the group, who immediately backed up as she crashed against the steel bars of the prison. Paladin had forgotten that some of these Pokemon might be in here for a reason. "Come on...let's go," Paladin ordered, and began to walk away from the psychotic prisoner.
 

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Astrid
Cape City Prison


Astrid had been following Allora, toe for toe, speeding up where she should and slowing down when she did. The talk of explosives, Ancients and a now being inside a prison was all too much at the moment; it made her draw in on herself only hoping to stay safe and lend a hand when needed.

As she followed the Ninetales into the prison she kept a stiff vine-like hand on her satchel and the other arm lay, lax, by her side. Her appearance was relaxed but on the inside she was frantic and anxious; she wanted to get out of the underground - and fast. Astrid had spent too much time away from the sun, her plant self was becoming depressed underground and being deprived of water it was even worse. Her situation was all too bad she sought comfort in Paladin and Allora, reminding herself of her importance to the group when she began to doubt it.

The moans and groans of psychotic and illusionary prisoners was another obstacle in her mind. She wanted to help the sorry eyes and weeping pokemon but her senses told her better. There were explosions rigged to these cells - that's what she had heard anyway - and any movement towards them would result in the death of the whole squad. Paladin broke his own rule however when he approached the cell of a moaning Nidoqueen; the pokemon lay in the corroded and neglected cell, whose bars were rusted and tainted with age. The entire place was tainted with age and harmed with neglect but it was still quiet. The silence was interrupted by the terrifying roar of the Nidoqueen.

Astrid shook in her petals and leaves, her very being was rocked by the way the Nidoqueen rampaged in its cell. The Lilligant was spooked, to say the least. With a whimper she followed Allora - who followed Paladin - again, she stayed close, closer than ever; her head flicked back and forth at any moan or groan of a real or fake pokemon. "Are we almost out of here?" Astrid whimpered out to the back of Allora.
 

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Underground tunnels

"I hope you all got what you came for! There is a ****load of Ancients heading here right now! Whatever sounded... it's drawing them to us!" The Weavile flailed his arms, "Look either we leave now or you die! Come on! Get moving!"

Zane took the Gold Crystal and placed it into his bag, making sure it was safe and secure before proceeding after the Weavile, although a hand on his shoulder stopped his movement.

"Hold, Vigil." The Keeper said. As Zane turned to meet his gaze, he saw the old Alakazam smiling. "If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not walk all that distance back. If you'd all gather around..." He closed his eyes, as the Gold Tribe members formed around him, and a moment later, they all disappeared in a flash of light. Zane closed his eyes at the brilliance of the light, but as soon as he opened them, they were back in the Madman's base. In fact, they were right in front of the Madman, who stood outside of a door to a small house.

As he observed the Golduck, he felt himself composed, much more than before. He felt he would be able to work with him for now. He wondered to himself what had compelled this change inside of him. Had he been distracted enough to the point that he had cooled down, or was the Gold Crystal's...special effects what assisted this tranquility inside of him?

"Well...we got it." He said to Penace. "Now, I think it's time we take back this city."

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Cape City- Prison

Gallant shook his head at the insane Nidoqueen. There were those even among the times of war. In fact, he would guess that as a product of this war, the sanity of many might be shaken. It was a natural biproduct of conflict. He had seen it happen before.

As they proceeded further into the cells, something...rather peculiar happened. A cold touch was felt on Gallant's shoulder. At first, he thought he was grabbed by a Pokemon, perhaps from one of the cells. However, as he looked back, he saw nothing there. He then looked at his shoulder, and saw a drop of iced water on it. He was bewildered for a moment, stopping in his tracks at the end of the group, but realizing it must have come from the pipes. After clearing that up, he walked behind the others once more. But again, a droplet fell on the top of his head. He felt the chill of it as it made contact, and then another, followed by another, and another.

"What in the-" Gallant began to say, lifting his hand up to meet the fall of the droplets. As some fell on his extended arm, he saw not droplets of water, but of snow. It had begun to snow...inside of the prison. He only knew of a handful of people who could have been doing that, and the one in particular who he thought may be behind it didn't bode well for the group. "Well..." Gallant said, gazing upon the others, crossing his arms. "This sure as hell can't be good. Come on, we've got to find that prisoner fast!"
 
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Before the Golduck could respond... if he was going to. There was a bright flash, then all of the other members of the Gold Tribe that went on the mission to find the Gold Crystal appeared right in front of him.

"Well...we got it." Vigil said to Penace. "Now, I think it's time we take back this city."
Veltra was startled by their appearance and hugged closer to Accatosh for protection. Accatosh, almost instictively moved his tail around her in a protective manner... although there was no reason for such. "good to see you back Vigil... and in one peace." he said, turning then to Veltra he whispered, "It's alright Veltra, their friends." Veltra moved slightly into the view of the other pokemon, but still hung close to Accatosh. "Vigil, Tribe Siblings," Accatosh started, "This is Veltra... my girlfriend," Veltra's eyes lit up to hear that, she then kissed Accatosh. Accatosh, kissed her back and then they lovingly bumped heads.

After all that was done, Accatosh's expression turned serious. "well I think all of our planning has been done... as much as we could do anyway... time to prepare for war." there was a note of anticipation in his voice.
 

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Allora ~ Prison
Allora took a step back when the crazed Nidoqueen attacked the bars of her cell, trying to grab Paladin. A shiver when down her spine at the thought of being locked up in this dreadful place. Quietly and carefully she continued to follow Paladin through the maze of cells. After a bit she heard Astrid's soft voice escape her body. "Are we almost out of here?" Allora looked back and smiled at her in an attempt to calm her nerves. "Once we find Veletra we can leave. So keep your eyes out for a Mismagius." Allora's attention was drawn to Gallant as he flinched at something that looked like snow. "Snow? Inside?" She mumbled quietly. "Well..." Gallant said crossing his arms. "This sure as hell can't be good. Come on, we've got to find that prisoner fast!" Immediately Allora noticed a bad feeling swelling up in the pit of her stomach. Gallant wasn't one to lose his cool quickly so the fact that he was a little uptight just proved something wasn't right. "We could cover more ground in small groups of two or three but our risk goes up." Allora quietly said to the group and addressed her old mentor. "What do you think we should do? Should we split up?"
 

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Penance 'Madman' Malum

Penance just stared as Truestriker quickly exited and Brynn quietly hung her head. Penance patted her shoulder, "Hey... don't be sad Brynn. I can see it on his face... he's at that same point you were at... just a little talk and I'm sure he'll change his views." He said with a small smile. The Gardevoir offered a small smile to the Golduck. "Thank you Penance, but let me finish. It's important you know." Penance just nodded, "Of course. Hopefully there won't be anymore-" In a flash the entire Gold Tribe appeared just outside the the door. "-distractions." He muttered.

"Well...we got it. Now, I think it's time we take back this city." Vigil said.

Penance nodded, "Good, at least it didn't take too long. Though, the plan is already in action. Vigil, with you holding the gold crystal, we'll need your help and presence. It's a small part... but if it works." He smirked, "It would be possible to free all the Sentinels from the Silver Crystal then. Even Auron could be freed, but we need to act quickly and of course you need to be a part of the plan too. Truestriker too, speaking of which." He whistled and a moment later a Fearow flew over the area. "Find the Gallade and bring him over to the psychics!" He shouted up to her.

"This way Vigil. You'll need to meet the team. Everyone else, go to the main meeting area. It's where we were earlier with the map. It's big you can't miss it. You'll all head out with different squads or such... depending on what you all want to do of course."

Penance began to walk off with the Bisharp. "Vigil... I gathered with the psychics we had yesterday. We are convinced we can free at least a Sentinel from the influence of the crystal. We are teleporting to a random location we already picked out. The psychics also have a theory. If they connect with the mind of a Sentinel then it is possible that the demon in the crystal will try to latch onto their minds and take control of them. There is also the possibility that they can act quick enough to slip into the Sentinel's mind and find where the demon has affected them and try to remove it with all of their strength. Or it could kill them instantly... depends like I said. This will show us important information.

It will tell us whether or not the Sentinels have any free will left and whether they can be freed. If we can free one we can get a wealth of information from him or her about what Auron is planning, where their armies come from, what happened when they wen to go get the crystal, even discover if our Cacturne friend is the one behind all of this. Also the psychics have already erased their own minds. All of the information about our operations, our locations, the tunnel system, and even various places they have been in other cities are all gone just in case the demon tries to latch on and take any information about our plans and such. If this goes through they already know where they stored their information and will be able to go retrieve it. Not only that instead of killing the Sentinels we can free them one by one. Simply teleport them away and make them free. This is where you and the gold crystal come in. With the gold crystal it will no doubt weaken the silver crystal's influence on the Sentinel and make easier to free him or her. Don't worry, when the time comes someone will port you over to the area. You simply have to be in the area and we'll handle everything else from there, got it?" He asked him as they arrived to where the psychics from before were.

"The plan is starting now Vigil. Will you join us and make sure we can free a former brother or sister of yours? Oh, you also need to make a decision fast." He asked. "A kill all order has been issued up top so we have limited time and there is also the fact that the Alpha army is heading over. Don't worry, for now my Affiliates are on it to slow them down just a bit. We need them to head in just at the right time so that there is no massacre with or without the army."

Prison Riot

As the group of Gold Tribe slowly moved through the cells there were those shares of pokemon who simply looked broken. And yet... there were some that were moving about. In one cell they passed an Umbreon with an injured leg slowly began to scuttle forward and yet in another cell there was a Mienfoo moved up to see the Gold Tribe that walked by. Those with moving occupants all approached their cell doors and began to push something against the locks. Immediately all of the occupants moved back against the walls into their cells, and began to poke at the ground even. Simultaneously they uncovered the dirt to show rugs and pulled away the rugs and ducked into small tunnels just as their cell doors blew open with small explosions. The 'prisoners' got out of their cells as other pokemon, this time clad in all sorts of gear and with some weapons climbed out of the tunnels.

A Leafeon saw the Gold Tribe members, "Yo, Goldies! Here for your friend? I know the cell she's in. We've been keeping her alive, though we'll need to get her back to the lair to make sure she makes it. This way!" She shouted.

Meanwhile the rest of the group was quickly armed and set down the halls quietly. Though as time passed the sounds of battle quickly broke out as the screams and cries of Ancients being killed quickly filled the prison.

La Revolution

The Toxicroak's eyes widened and he let out a weak gasp, his body hanging over as pain radiated through each and every nerve ending. He was struggling to try and take in another breath as his knees shook beneath him.

The Sableye meanwhile finally gave in, his knees falling to the rooftop as he threw up chunks though... he began to chuckled. "Oh... well Snype... we know more about you know..." He whispered. There was a sudden flash on the rooftop as a Natu appeared... with four other lean and mean pokemon. There was a Dusknoir, Combusken, and Poliwhirl standing there.

"Hm.. target Snype... knows Protect, Toxic, Shadow Ball. Alright, D formation! Hit into formation J then Q!" The Poliwhirl stated. "You're going down Sentinel!" He shouted. The Dusknoir floated back a bit and readied a Disable while the Combusken shot out a Ember at the ghost. Meanwhile the Poliwhirl danced about on the rooftop and shot a hand up into the air. The clouds began to get rather dark as the Rain Dance ended.

The Outskirts of Cape City

Just outside of Cape City there was a loud rumbling as the ground in the front of the gates simply... fell. A trench had been created that was too steep to climb down. There were various pokemon on the other side... waiting. Once the Alpha Alliance got here then everything would fall into place.
 
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Hanso SharpEye
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After leaving the house, Hanso teleported away, before the Gold Tribe returned. He wasn't sure where he was going, but the Gallade found himself beside the map. He noted that the Gold Tribe's minds felt much closer than they had a minute ago, but he instead looked down at the map, tracing the tunnels with his eyes and ignoring nearby Pokemon.

As he'd noted earlier, it was too large and detailed to memorize in one sitting. That wasn't what he was trying to do, though; Hanso wanted at least a few moments of thought before someone found him. He felt confused, unsure of what to think about the Gold Tribe and Penance and allegiances and plans and-- Stop it, you're goin' in circles. Maybe if he laid them out one by one, something would click.

One: The Gold Tribe, Alpha Alliance, and Penance wanted to defeat the Silver Tribe.
Two: The Gold Tribe and Alpha Alliance army had been working together, with Zane's group acting as a vanguard that did some of the dirty work so the Alpha Alliance army would have a better chance at winning.
Three: Unless they were mistaken, Penance was the Madman and had his own views about the Gold Tribe. Apparently, the Golduck thought the Gold Tribe only wanted to replace the Silver Tribe. He certainly didn't like them anymore, and he seemed to have turned Brynn to his point of view.
Four: Delnire "Divine Wind" Blake had believed that the Gold Tribe was passing its recruits' character because of their fighting ability.
Five: For all his defense of them, Hanso had a few of his own doubts about the Gold Tribe. Despite his desire to believe that the Gold Tribe was all that it claimed to be, at least before the war, there were tidbits that claimed otherwise.

Okay, not sure if that's helping. He needed to decide where he stood on matters. Hanso decided at that moment that if he had anything to do with it, he wouldn't become another of the Madman's Affiliates. Even if he did decide that--

"Yo, Goldie!" Hanso looked up, locating the Fearow that was flying overhead. "Yeah, you! You need to come with me, where you're needed!"

That hadn't taken long. With a grin, Hanso called back, "So long as it isn't to Auron!" He then reached out with his mind and asked, "Where to?"

"Hey, get outta my hea-" The Fearow didn't finish her complaint before Hanso fished out an image of the meeting place and used it to teleport there, a few paces away from the other Psychics, Penance, and Zane. A violation of mental privacy, but Hanso didn't really care at the moment.

"The plan is starting now Vigil. Will you join us and make sure we can free a former brother or sister of yours?" Penance asked.

Come again? An unbidden image of Genevieve popped up in Hanso's mind, but he shoved it away. He needed to clear his mind for whatever the Golduck had in mind.
 

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Paladin
Cape City Prison

Then, all hell broke loose. As he advanced, Paladin began to notice more and more Pokemon appearing in the cells that the group passed by, each seeming more suspicious than the last. Finally, there were explosions. Paladin got a heads up when the Pokemon began retreating, all at once, and he knew that something was going to happen. This was premeditated. Boom went the cell doors, as the various prisoners began escaping from their confinement. "Get down!" shouted Paladin as soon as he noticed the first of the explosions. After the explosions, chaos followed. Pokemon were everywhere, and some begun pushing the Gold Tribe aside in their hurry to leave. Paladin also began noticing other Pokemon, more professional-looking and covered head to toe in protective gear and armor, pushing their Suddenly, out of the mob of prisoners, came a Leafeon. "Yo, Goldies! Here for your friend? I know the cell she's in. We've been keeping her alive, though we'll need to get her back to the lair to make sure she makes it. This way!" she said. The fact that she had called the group 'Goldies' already told Paladin that she was one of the Madman's affiliates. Paladin grunted. He'd had enough of following that foolish Golduck's accomplices for one day. "If this is another trick, Leafeon, I'll kill you myself." Paladin warned. He doubted he'd actually kill anyone as it was, that would only cause more trouble, but he would not tolerate another one of Penance's shenanigans.

While following the Leafeon down the tunnel, Paladin spared a glance back at the prisoners. They were gone, but their shouts and screams could be heard mixed with that of ancients. They were fighting? Perhaps they were not crazed after all. Then, a thought began to reveal itself to the Golurk in the back of his mind; what if this was another illusion created by the psychics? It was a possibility, but the shouts of Ancients in the background seemed all too real. Were they illusions too? What was the point of it all? He decided to push the thoughts away as he continued walking behind the quadruped Grass-type before him.
 

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Snype smirked at his fallen opponent but was suddenly ambushed by four more Pokemon! A Natu, Dusknoir, Poliwraith, and a Combusken all surrounding him. Unaware that Disable was prepared for Snype, He used Detect to avoid the Combusken's ember attack. Hw was quickly drenched in rain from the Poliwraith's Rain Dance.

"Kehehe... four against one? Your king really is Mad isn't he? I think you missed my Sidekicks down there though." Snype taunted as he used Foul Play against the Combusken to try and throw him off into the Church. Snype was in a really bad situation. He wondered why everyone was targeting him... maybe he was already getting popular? Snype would be very flattered if it was really going to take a group to take him out. He kept his large smile, even while in pain.
 
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Levina ~ Cape City Church
Levina's grin grew bigger as she saw more Pokemon appear around Snype. "Looks like this fight has just begun," She giggled giddily. Levina sat and watched the group gang up on Snype for a little bit before she took off to the roof. She couldn't stand sitting by and watching while the others had fun. Once she reached the roof she let out a laugh to draw the attention of the attackers. "You guys aren't very bright are you? You are on top of a building and you caused it to rain. I am the embodiment of lightning you fools. I could call down a strike that would fry all of you in a second. Especially you water boy." Levina grinned manacling at the Poliwraith before shaking her head. She glanced at Snype hoping that he understood what she was doing. She wasn't one to gloat like that but did it in an attempt to draw the mercenaries' attention away from him long enough that he could get in an attack on one of them. "Are you all prepared to die?" Levina hissed as her fur crackled with electricity.


Allora ~ Cape City Prison
Allora felt even more uneasy as more and more Pokemon appeared in the cells as they passed. 'All these Pokemon couldn't be crazy……could they?' She thought as she got closer to the others. Just then a series of explosions when off through the prison; the sound making Allora jump. The worst thoughts flooded her mind as chaos ensued. Allora stood there trying to make heads or tails of the event when someone called to the group. It was a Leafeon. "Yo, Goldies! Here for your friend? I know the cell she's in. We've been keeping her alive, though we'll need to get her back to the lair to make sure she makes it. This way!" she said. It was obvious that this Pokemon must be working for Penance; only his men referred to them as Goldies. To Allora's relief, the Leafeon said she knew where Veletra was being held. Allora snapped out of her daze when he realized Paladin and the others had followed the Leafeon without her. She sprinted to catch up with the group and about tripped a few times.

Once reunited with the group, Allora couldn't help but let her mind wonder a bit. 'This has been one crazy day. And it doesn't look like it will be changing anytime soon. As long as we rescue Veletra we can worry about the rest later. I hope the others are doing well. I didn't even think about it at the time but I should've asked that Gallade to teach me to connect psychically with others so we could check in on them. I'll have to remember to do that next time I see him.' Allora let out a quiet sigh as she returned her focus back on the task at hand. They were so close to Veletra. Now wasn't the time to get distracted.
 

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Genevieve L'esprit & Scar
"I thought I told you not to talk," she whispered to him as he joined her, the slightest hint of teasing in her voice. "Truth be told, I mainly told you that just to arouse your interest, seems like it worked fair enough." Turning her head to him, she gave a rather sarcastic look as if to acknowledge her victory in a battle that he probably didn't even know he was playing in. She paused and let the sounds of the struggle below serve as conversation between them, a foreboding reminder of what was coming and what had to be done. Genevieve had no issue with the order, it was she who suggested such a thing after all. But honestly, she could see both sides and the validity of each stance as to killing or not killing the civilians. An empty empire meant that Auron was a king of dust, but it also meant there was nobody to challenge his rule. The thought of somebody challenging his rule was laughable, Genevieve couldn't even begin to wrap her mind around it. No, it was impossible for her to think it. She was his servant, and that's all there was to it. Nothing would permit her to think otherwise, no other reality seemed to exist in which she wasn't.

"Do," she paused and thought about what she wanted to say. "Do you remember much from before the expedition?" Genevieve looked at him with curiosity and wondered if he knew what she was getting at. "You and I knew each other before then, I know that. But everything is so foggy when I try to remember. It's like, I know where I come from and I know my parents and my history, but bits and pieces are missing that won't let me complete the greater puzzle. Who I am now, is who I remember myself being, but that surely can't be the case. We change and grow with time, we make mistakes, we learn from experience. It's just...I don't know, I'm rambling about nothing." Looking away from him, she closed her eyes feeling the gentle breeze and the acrid smell of smoke that seemed to be awash in the air. Everything changes, expect her apparently.

"The reason I asked you here, as I'm sure you're curious, is two fold." She didn't open her eyes as she continued speaking, merely having her conversation with him as if he existed with her in her mind's eye. "Did you know, that as a child and teenager, Pokemon used to flock to me as a foreteller of events? My history is rife with occasions where others would try and use me to predict who they would marry or what the crop season would look like. So, I would tell them. Sometimes it was what they wanted to hear, other times it wouldn't be. The thing is," she paused and opened her eyes to look down at her hands. "Almost everything about what I told them was a lie. It was a parlor trick, deducing what little I could and coming up with an answer on the fly. Funny thing is, I was right more often than wrong. It occurs to me now, that while I have never mastered my foresight abilities, I have been using them to some small degree. Mind you, never to the best of my ability. There are Gardevoir, as legend would tell it, that can predict every minute detail up to the minute events will occur. I've long come to terms that I'll never be able to do that. But it doesn't mean that I can't try to use it now to try and find our enemy."

Wiggling in her seated position, she situated herself more comfortably so that her legs were now at her side. "That's where you come in. I will be exposed when I try to do this and I need somebody better than a couple of ancients to protect me. Sadly, you were my best option." She smiled at her backhanded compliment, happy to still be teasing others even in dire times. "I can't guarantee it will work, but I thought it was worth a shot."

She stood up and walked to the edge of the tower, looking down on the Pokemon below. It was like the ebb and flow of a tide, shuffling about and frothing with ferocity. Chaos was the order of the day and it was delightful. "There is something else, however." She paused and turned to him, her eyes sunken and reflective on the words she was thinking about. "I've tried, over many months now, to see my own future. I get snippets here and there, nothing noteworthy. But every time I go further, every time I push the boundary, I see a prevailing darkness. It's impermeable, suffocating and recurring. I can never go past it, as if nothing more exists past that point. The darkness is no longer distant, as it had seemed before. I feel on the verge of this darkness, about to cross over into it." Crossing her arms, she looked at him square in the eyes, her own gaze unbreakable. "I think I'm about to die."

Scar did little talking during Genevieve's explanation of her intentions, but much listening. Many of her own views were things he had never considered thinking about. It just didn't occur to him to think about them. He knew about all of it, life before the invasion, before the expedition. Yet for some inexplicable reason, he had done very little actual thinking about it. Maybe he didn't want to think about it, as if all those memories were bad ones, and it was probably best to bottle them all up and not relive them. But another thought occurred to him. Perhaps he feared thinking about it because doing so was something he should not be doing in the first place. It was a strange thing to think. He couldn't recall the last time thinking about ones past was forbidden, but that was exactly what he felt when he tried to trail back to those thoughts. Instead of choosing to reply to Genevieve on her comments regarding them, he remained silent, continuing to listen.

As she described her ability as a foreteller, he was a bit more interested. Though he was disappointed when she explained that they were all fibs, he questioned why she had even bothered to mention it in the first place. Though yet again, he remained silent, as he knew she wouldn't have mentioned it for no reason. She always had her reasons.

And as he thought, her reasons had suddenly become clear again. The ability she possessed could have been used. It was a weapon, a way to track down their enemies. Scar knew all the theatrics led back to relevance eventually. Every action they took ultimately brought them back to the path of the Silver Tribe, their path. He proceeded to step up, prepared to accept her terms, and defend her as she attempted this action, but she had one more thought to share with Scar. Standing beside her now, he tensed as he tried to figure out how to respond. The tense debate that raged in his mind at that moment was not about her statement of her impending death, but rather, of his possible fate. As self-centered as he always was, Scar had suddenly started thinking about his own fate, about what would become of him. He cared little for her own, but if she truly was to die soon, would he join her? He contemplated if he wanted to find out. In the meantime, he figured he would address the other issue, attempting to put the Gardevoir's mind to rest, as he would need her fully concentrated for the task ahead.

"You speak nonsense." Scar finally answered. "How are you about to die, and by whom? The Gold Tribe? Pah! They wouldn't be able to destroy us like they did our other comrades. There are too many of us in the city now. Your omen of your demise is utter foolishness. However...if that ability will help us find our enemies, then I will guard you while you attempt it."

A soft scoff left Genevieve's mouth as Scar began to open his. "I hardly need your assurances or consolation. I was simply informing you, that you lot might have to bumble along without my guidance and clairvoyance. Besides, I don't sense it as being at the hands of the Gold Tribe. It's hard to pinpoint, but it feels...close. Anyway," she sighed and retook her seat once more. "I guess I should get started. I would ask that you try and keep everything as quiet as possible, hence my selection of building.

Giving one last look to Scar, she closed her eyes and focused on the sounds and rhythms of the universe around her. The battle below, the shuffling of Scar's feet and the rise and fall of her own breath. As she zeroed in on the present, time seemed to slow around her, each breath agonizingly long and the passing of a second turned into minutes. She couldn't see these things of course, merely sense them. Time itself was unaffected for those on the outside of her mind, simply passing as normal. Already, her body began to show signs of distress, even after all these years, she still had never gotten the hang of the skill.

Pushing the frame of her mind forward with a gentle nudge, time seemed to spill over on itself, jumbling together in one gigantic mess. She saw ancients ripping pokemon limb from limb, spilling even more blood in the already saturated streets. This was not the present, but a glimpse of the future. A tantalizing taste of what would come, or more accurately, 'could' come. Was the future she was now seeing a sure thing or merely one possible outcome. Her seeing this now, was she changing or corrupting any actions she might do then on and change this future? It was a thought that always disturbed her to some degree. Were the futures she gave others merely products of her own design that she forced them down the path of? More pressing, had she been doing the same to herself? Trying her best to push aside the thought, she soldiered on as best she could.

Moving ever forward on the slipstream of time, she went too far, and found herself swallowed up by the cold embrace of darkness once again. Nothing existed there with her, merely nothingness. Arceus had opened his mouth and the heavens were ripped away from her, forever denying her existence in its entirety. So it seemed at least. Her body now breaking out into a cold sweat, her heart trembling and breathing heavy, she tried to rewind, to go back and find the perfect moment when she could ascertain the location she was looking for. Then, she found it, the very moment that she needed, the spot to give them the upper hand and crush the rebels. Just as she felt her body coming back out of her trance, she found herself unable to breath and she fainted into temporary darkness, not unlike the permanent one that ever waited for her return.

"Hey!" Scar exclaimed, standing up and approaching the body of the Gardevoir after her psychic fiasco she had just displayed. He began to shake her awake, clearly impatient. He continued to shake her roughly, trying to awaken her from her current state. "Now's not the time for a slumber! We've got work to do. Did you see anything?"

Light began to seep through the darkness, calling to her like a voice from on high. It was not the voice of one calling her home, but to her senses. Her whole body shook, but it took her a moment to realize that it was not her own convulsions, but an exterior force being exerted upon her. She was immediately annoyed, and glad for his presence. Eyes fluttering open, she slowly rose a hand to tell Scar that she had quite enough of his shaking. She would probably be brain damaged if he had continued any longer. Laying there, the floor cold beneath her, she tried to speak, but was too weak to do so. Looking up at Scar, she extended her psychic presence into him, crashing through whatever little defense his mind had against such intrusions. Non-psychics were so easy that way. She began to speak with him in his mind, her voice resonating through the recesses there in.

"I-I've seen it all. The one called Madman, his lair, what is to come and what has been. We must act swiftly, for we have little time." Depositing the location of her vision into Scar's mind, he could now see exactly what she had divined prior. Every last detail, even the darkness that loomed in wait. There was one detail that hardly needed explain, but she made sure to put the words to image. A great army rushing through the city. A battle almost unlike any other. Scar would know as soon as he saw it, but Genevieve added on for emphasis. "The Alpha Alliance army is almost upon us."​
 

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Cape City- Prison

With the Madman's affiliates now being entangled with ancients, Gallant felt this was the perfect time to make a push for Veletra's cell, and saving. Yet for some reason, he felt even more exposed now than before, and he couldn't quite explain why. The only thing that made him feel this way was the strange ice-water that fell upon them down above. As they began to follow the Leafeon with the Madman, Gallant, could slowly feel this precipitation fall much more steadily, increasing in amount and speed. As they moved further, it fell even more obviously, until it got to a point where it looked as though it were rainfall. In fact, Gallant was certain it was. He did his best to ignore it, despite its presence being more troublesome as they lingered. The old Sawk was eventually stepping into puddles. The rate the water was falling was filling up the enclosed prison at a rather alarming rate. But eventually, and thankfully, the Leafeon stopped in front of one of the cells far in the back of the prison, where a Mismagius lay, unconscious. Gallant assumed this was who they were looking for.

"Finally!" Speculum declared as he stepped forward to try and open the prison door. At that moment, a voice echoed through the halls of the prison, one that eclipsed even the fighting of the Ancients and Affiliates. It seemed to bounce all across the walls as it spoke, making Gallant unable to trace its source.

"Ah, I had a feeling the Gold Tribe was involved in this. And I was correct to assume you would be coming for our prisoner." The voice stated. Gallant looked around, trying to find the source. The voice was familiar to Gallant, having run into the Pokemon on a few occasions before. Judging by the ability being used, it completed his hypothesis.

"Deluge." Gallant stated aloud to the others, identifying the source of the voice as none other than the Sentinel.

"I must commend you for getting this far, but I wonder, will you be able to get back now? It's getting awfully wet in there..."

It was at this statement that the rainfall that fell out of nowhere from above began to fall more harshly. Already, the entire floor of the prison was covered in water, and was beginning to fill up fast. Deluge was trying to drown them.

***​

Lair of the Madman

"Good to see you back Vigil... and in one piece." Blitzkrieg stated to the Bisharp, who responded to him with a nod. It was at this point he saw the Salamence address another one behind him, who appeared to be shyly hiding behind the larger Salamence. Zane had almost forgotten that feeling of being stared at strangely by others for a while in the midst of all of this battling. He looked at the Salamence oddly as Blitzkrieg introduced her.

"Vigil, Tribe Siblings," Accatosh started, "This is Veltra... my girlfriend," He said, before the two embraced and kissed.

"Ah," Was all Zane replied with, giving the two a slight smile and a tilt of the head. It was a bit unusual for a Gold Tribe member to have a loved one. Usually, the Gold Tribe would be too detached from such things, and too focused on their duties to have an opportunity to do such. This was combined with an unwritten rule of the discouragement of such relationships to begin with, mostly for the sake of such loved ones never to be used again a Gold Tribe member for by enemies. Of course, exceptions to the rule did exist, like the Reed family for example, and Zane's as well, in which his grandfather had also been a member of the tribe, before falling in love and settling down.

Blitzkrieg suddenly showed a more serious expression as he prepared for what he had to do. Penance began to speak, beginning to set plans in motion. He followed him as the rest of the Gold Tribe headed back to the meeting area. Zane listened carefully to him, as he had always done before. Their sides and circumstances may have changed, but Penance was still their planner, the tactician, and he paid him that same focus as he had done before. He listened to his idea, about the psychics, and about the possibility of freeing a Sentinel using the Gold Crystal and a team of psychics. The idea made sense, as the crystal should have been able to counteract all of the abilities of the Silver, from what they understood. Zane nodded in comprehension as he talked, understanding his role in this. Penance began to finish up, but the last bit he stated caught him by surprise.

"The plan is starting now Vigil. Will you join us and make sure we can free a former brother or sister of yours? Oh, you also need to make a decision fast." He asked. "A kill all order has been issued up top so we have limited time and there is also the fact that the Alpha army is heading over. Don't worry, for now my Affiliates are on it to slow them down just a bit. We need them to head in just at the right time so that there is no massacre with or without the army."

Zane's eyes opened wide after his last statement. "Wait, did you say a kill all order has been issued?! The Sentinels plan to murder everyone?" He asked, in confirmation of what he already knew. If their situation before was frantic enough, this just made it all the more worse. The Gold Tribe were put in a tough position, and if he knew the Alpha Alliance Generals like he did, they wouldn't risk the entire population of citizens to be slaughtered. They would likely march straight onto the city, even if some civilians would be caught in the crossfire. Everything just got a lot more complicated.

With TrueStriker teleported there now, they had to move, and they had to do it fast. "Right!" Zane exclaimed to Penance. "We don't have any time to lose. TrueStriker, we'll need your help. Penance is hatching a plan to use the Gold Crystal to try and free a Sentinel. He'll need a team of Psychics to help free their mind." He looked over TrueStriker to ensure he understood, before turning back to Penance, ready to go.

***​

Cape City

Scar clutched his head, seeing the visions of everything Genevieve had seen moments prior. Every detail was deposited into his skull, making it feeling like a scrambling headache had just struck him and moved around his skull in all parts of his brain. Yet he knew by all those visions as much as he would like to lie down and let this feeling pass him, he was in no position to do so. Finally, he had a read on the enemy and their current activities. He had knowledge on their location, and who they were. As he had suspected earlier, the Gold Tribe did have a hand in this event, though they were not the pain proprietors. The other troublesome bit of news, the soon to arrive Alpha Alliance army, was also disturbing for Scar, but it was something they were prepared for. In fact, it was something he had wanted to happen anyways. The army would bring their full might to try and stop the initiation of their kill-all order, which they would be performing soon. Finally, the their climactic clash was at hand. And with Scar here, he would ensure that this fight would be an end.

"We…" Scar began, still holding his head as he tried to formulate the words he needed. "We need to relay this information immediately, and…take care of the situation without delay." Thought Genevieve seemed not to be in her best condition either, she managed to push through the pain and raise herself as gracefully as she could given her situation. They had vermin to kill.

Tracking the rest of their illustrious group wasn't particularly difficult. Scar and Genevieve found Sovereign among the streets, handling the business of the Madman's so-called revolution in his method of choice. Deluge was preoccupied at the moment, so the two decided to leave him be and go on without him. After that, they tracked the remaining three Sentinels, Snype and Levina, plus the newly added D-I, who appeared to all be together fighting off affiliates of the Madman in a church. Whatever advantage the Affiliates may have had in number and group instantly changed at that point.

Despite Levina's preparedness to defeat him, a blaze of fire erupted on the Poliwrath of the Madman. Despite his apparent type advantage of such attacks, the fire seared through his flesh and began cooking him alive. Such would be the fate of any affiliate going up against the Pokemon known as the most destructive of the Sentinels: Allen "The Inferno" Fury. The Typhlosion apathetically stared at his work, hearing the screams of the Poliwrath through the firestorm he created, before there was silence. His eyes fixated on Levina for mere moments, examining the newer Sentinel, before turning around and bringin his attention at what happened in the rest of the room. The rest of the Sentinels disposed of the other affiliates in similar swift fashion. They were tough, especially when facing off against Sentinels individually, but they were no match when so many of them were together at once. The Inferno stared at Scar and Genevieve, who had brought him here. "You called me here?" He asked them. Scar, who held a hand around the neck of the Combusken of the group, before tossing him off to the side, stared back at the other Sentinels. He observed Fred, or D-I, the longest, but also shot glances at Levina and Snype.

"You three are the newest of us. Time to show your worth. Come," He declared, turning and heading for the exit. "Our targets are in sight, and their location is now known to us. We will claim the head of the Madman, and we will end the Gold Tribe, once and for all."
 
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Accatosh "Blitzkrieg" Corronis

Accatosh listened to Penance and Vigil discuss their current circumstance... Which Accatosh found rather interesting. Kill all orders issued by the Sentinels... they are just about as coldhearted as Auron, and close to being as beast-like. he found it hard to imagine that the Gold Crystal could release one of the sentinels from the control of the Silver Crystal... but then again if he could servive a fight with Auron then maybe they could actually free/liberate a sentinel from the Silver Crystal... but would they ever be the same after that?

Accatosh kept these thoughts to himself however, simply because like Vigil and Penance had previously said... there was no time. Accatosh listened intently to the planning, and intent of what was going on... Accatosh wanted the plan to be a success... and for that he would have to do whatever he could to ensure that... even if it meant destroying Auron's Statue on his own... and blowing a hole in the wall. he glanced at the map studying what to do... where would be the best place to strike.

Before he could stop himself his voice spoke up, "Who's the leader of the Sentinels, and where might I find him or her." Accatosh's face took an expression of frozen stone, like that of the kind of task that meant striking deep into the enemy's heart... he knew his task... to eliminate the lead. Veltra's face had turned to that of shock... she knew what his training was in... deep striking... that's what she forgot to tell Penance about Accatosh... He's a Deep Strike Operative. Veltra remained silent however and just listened to the growing conversation.
 

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The snowing. Paladin hadn't noticed it 'till now; the soft touch of the snowflakes disappeared as they melted upon contact with the Golurk's skin. Why was it snowing inside a prison? He decided to pay it no mind, though he couldn't help noticing that Gallant was beginning to look increasingly worried about something. The group advanced along with the Leafeon, who led them. Suddenly, she halted in front of a certain cell. The cell, on the inside, was dark, so Paladin shifted his eye-lights to see what was inside. As expected, there lay Veletra, the one who had risked her life to save him. If they had done anything serious to her, he would be sure to have them pay for it. He may only have known Veletra for a little while, but the fact that she had put her life on the line for him earned her his full confidence. Not only that, but she was the daughter of a fellow Gold Tribesman. He owed it to his comrades to help her.

The Ancients battling with the Pokemon at the end of the hall. The sound was blurred out by another. The voice came suddenly and swiftly, causing some of the Pokemon in the team to jump. Even Speculum, who had been busy opening the cell doors, was now looking at the source of the voice. The Castform floated but a few feet away from them, with a menacing grin on his face. "Deluge," Gallant stated. Deluge...that name was familiar. He was a Sentinel, which meant that this, yet again, was a trap. When would the trickery cease?

"I must commend you for getting this far, but I wonder, will you be able to get back now? It's getting awfully wet in there..." The rain began, and it did not stop. What had previously been a light drizzle turned into a sudden monsoon, as the floor of the prison began to fill up with water. Despite his menacing tone, Paladin knew that manipulation of the weather was just about all this little Castform could do, or so he hoped. "Out of my way!" Paladin said, lightly shoving Speculum out of his way. He then proceeded to part the bars of the cell with raw strength. "Rghn," he grunted, as he bars finally parted enough to let him through. Hastily, he entered the cell and swooped Veletra up in his hand. Taking hold of her tightly, Paladin went back out of the cell and did the only thing he could do: run. "Forget Deluge," he said, worried that some of the team might want to fight him. "We need to get out of here!" Already, the floor had so much water piled on top of it that Paladin's feet were submerged underneath it. For most other Pokemon, this was about equivalent to an almost knee-deep pool of water.

Paladin knew that both he and Allora were weak to water, so this was bad. Already, each raindrop began to sting when it touched the Ground-type's skin, and he guessed that Allora would be feeling the same pain. In an attempt to protect her, he swooped her up the same way he'd done Veletra, and held each of them in one hand. "Astrid! You're a grass type, so absorb as much of that water as you can. Speculum, transform into a grass type and do the same!" Paladin ordered. Though he knew that with all the water piling up, it would be a futile attempt, it was all they could do to slow down the rise of the water beneath them. Speculum quickly did as Paladin had said, transforming into a Grovyle and absorbing water as he ran away from the Castform. "Gallant! Come on!" Paladin shouted, and after one more moment's glance at Deluge, he began to run behind the Golurk.

Hydra IV
Cape City

Hydrulon Rex the fourth gazed. He gazed down at the chaos beneath him. From his perch atop a building, he stared down at the three child Sentinels who aimlessly battled members of some make-believe resistance, and watched as the adults took charge and settled the situation. In all honesty, the whole fiasco was somewhat amusing to him. These silly Silver Tribesmen focused on nothing but what that deranged brute named Auron had to say. It was almost as if they had no true mind of their own. While Hydra's father saw the arrival of the Ancients and the Silver Tribe as a new opportunity, Hydra could not help but see it as an inconvenience. Things were going perfectly well before the war. The Hydreigonist units in various cities were ready to be mobilized, and the Gold Tribe would have been brought down from within its own fortresses. Still, what was done was done. Hydra and the rest of the Hydreigonists simply had to work with the circumstances as they always had.

Perhaps it was time to introduce himself to the other 'Sentinels.' He had only joined Auron's army recently, and already the word repulsed him. Still, he did quite like the title he had been given. 'Devastator' just about summed up the prince of the Hydreigonists. His brute strength destroyed anything in his path, and his sly methods crippled anything that opposed him. What he didn't like was the fact that he would have to be equal to these silly creatures. Although some of them were quite strong and respectable, they were still nothing compared to the prince. By the time he had finished working with these scoundrels, Hydra would have showed them the true meaning of power.

"You three are the newest of us. Time to show your worth. Come," said the Typhlosion, as he turned to leave. "Our targets are in sight, and their location is now known to us. We will claim the head of the Madman, and we will end the Gold Tribe, once and for all." As Hydra approached, he glanced at the roasted Poliwrath that had been stupid enough to stand in the way of the Sentinels. Upon seeing the sight, he could not help but gain new respect for Inferno. Truly, he was about as close to Hydra's strength as they come. "Don't you think you're forgetting something?" came the slippery voice of Hydra, as he descended down to the level of his new co-workers. A sly grin on all three of his heads, the metal one included, formed slowly. "I, in case you do not know, am Hydrulon Rex the fourth. I'm here to help you be rid of that pestilence named the Gold Tribe. The Hydreigonists have sent me here as a sort of...helper, since you lot seem to be doing a rather bad job at keeping things in order," he snickered. "However, do not think for one minute that I am one of you," his tone suddenly turned deadly serious. "Auron may think we are all equal, but the truth is far from it. During my time here, you shall treat me with respect, or else..." his sly grin returned. "Well, you never know what might happen to your precious Ancients..."

"Now, let us be going. I sense a battle draws near, and with it, the blood of our enemies shall be drawn."
 
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Cape City Prison


"Astrid! You're a grass type, so absorb as much of that water as you can," Paladin said to her before yelling at another Pokemon, one Astrid had not noticed before, to do the same. Absorb this water? All of this water! Astrid was at a loss for words, yes she had been slowly absorbing the water as her body would normally do as a grass type but never had she purposefully absorbed so much water purposefully!

"Um, Paladin," she said quietly, "this is an awful lot of water for the two of use to soak up. It's almost to my abdomen," she said motioning towards her mid-section. Astrid had a look of worry on her face but did as she was told without waiting for the boom of Paladin's voice to encourage her to do so, forcefully.

The Lilligant dug herself into the loose floor and trudged along slowly; she would have to concentrate in order to take in so much water. Astrid felt a rush of relief as the water started to flow into her budded feet and through her body, channeling through her complicated circulatory system. Astrid's cherry red flower began to glow and grow as the water fueled it's growth. Astrid herself began to increase in size; she grew from four feet to four and a half feet.

Astrid blushed slightly as some of the Pokemon began to look at her growing size. "Can we continue?" she said, voice choked slightly by the sheer amount of water bulging at her sides.
 
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Fred was amazed at the power of the Typlosion as he destroyed a Poliwrath, in the rain, with a fire attack. This guy was incredibly powerful and he definitely was one that Fred wanted to fight. Maybe this guy would defeat him, putting him out of his misery and let him have peace. But as of now, the Gold Tribe needed to be duked out with, so he ignored the presence of the new guy and followed suit
 

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Levina ~ Cape City Church
Levina took a small step back as the Poliwrath erupted into a ball of flames. Its' screams and the sickening sound of its' skin burning echoed into the air as the Pokemon was cooked alive. A menacing grin appeared on Levina's face as she watched the Poliwrath burn. She glanced up for a second to see a Typhlosion standing close by glaring before returning her gaze to what was left of the Poliwrath. Her undivided attention to the disturbing event was broken by the appearance of other Sentinels. Within a few moments the rest of the mercenaries were disposed of. Levina let out a loud and annoyed sigh at the sight of all the dead bodies. "Awww man!! I wanted to have some more fun with them! Why did you have to kill them so quickly?" She glared at the others before re-spiking her fur and sat watching the two Sentinels from before approach them. The Meinshao had a Combusken by the neck and tossed the Pokemon off the roof. "You three are the newest of us. Time to show your worth. Come," He declared and headed for the exit. "Our targets are in sight, and their location is now known to us. We will claim the head of the Madman, and we will end the Gold Tribe, once and for all." Levina jumped right up and followed Scar happily; glancing back to make sure Snype was also following. Her annoyed scowl was replaced with a happy and evil looking grin as thoughts of killing Gold Tribe members danced about her mind. She turned to her Sableye companion and snickered, "Looks like we finally get to taste Gold blood, hehe." Levina turned her attention to the new dragon member as he spoke, rolling her eyes at him and his pompous attitude towards them. She leaned in and whispered to Snype, "Wana make a bet to see who can make him lose his cool the fastest?"


Allora ~ Prison
Allora growled softly as the soft sting of water was felt on her head and back. The prison was a dump so the fact that any water would be leaking didn't come as a surprise to her. She glared at the ceiling as if her look would stop the watery snowflakes. Allora started walking in a weaving pattern; hoping that she could somehow dodge the numerous water droplets that began to increase in number. For a second she was able to ignore the familiar sting when her eyes landed on Veletra in her cell. A smile graced Allora's lips, for the first time in a while, as the relief of finding her washed over her.

Just then a voice reached out to the group. One that Allora wasn't familiar with. "I must commend you for getting this far, but I wonder, will you be able to get back now? It's getting awfully wet in there..." Allora looked up to see a plump Castform floating close by. She was about to launch an attack at the gray Pokemon when the gentle rain turned into a raging storm. Allora couldn't help but panic as water began to rain down on them, flooding the floor. She hated water, being a fire type, and each second she was in contact with it stung. As the water level began to rise, Allora dashed about trying to find a dry sanctuary. She knew this behavior was unacceptable for a Gold Tribe member but she couldn't help it. This primal-like instinct took ahold of her body and selected her actions for her.

Allora was just about to dash again when she felt a strong hand scoop her up. The surprise of it forced a small yelp from her as she franticly looked around. She saw that it was Paladin who had scooped her up in an attempt to protect her from the water. Instantly Allora was washed with a wave of gratitude as well as guilt. Paladin was also weak to the water but yet he risked his own safety and endured pain to help protect her when all she did was panic. The fear of water had always clung to Allora, even when she was little. It was the reason why she had such a hard time dealing with water based attacks and opponents. Allora let her body mold into the arm of Paladin and held still as she could to make sure she wasn't causing any more trouble for him as he ran. 'At least I can do is help clear the path.' She thought as she fired an Energy Ball at some floating debris, which blocked the path, and cleared the way.
 

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Snype was seriously outnumbered... at this rate he would get overwhelmed and possibly get defeated. Unfortunately, Snype was saved by Scar and Genevieve. The two made quick work of each Pokemon. Scar mentioned that their enemies had ben found and from the sounds of things, it was about time for a grand final battle soon enough... Even though Snype had his kills completely stolen from him he was excited to be a part of something like this.

"Kehehe. Hey I was doing fine over there... but hey, thanks for that." Snype said to Scar. He turned to Levina again. She seemed just as excited. Someone else eventually approached saying he was part of the Hydreigonists or something. He looked like he meant buisness at least but Levina whispered to Snype making a bet to see how fast they could make the guy lose his cool. Snype snickered and leaned against Levina.

"Kehehe... depends on what's at stake." Snype whispered with a wink. "Besides, the final battle is drawing near... kehehe. I'm sure that'd be easy enough." He added. Snype looked among the dead bodies and quickly noticed something was missing among the corpses.

"...Wait... Wasn't there a Xatu among them?" He said
 

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Penance 'Madman' Malum - Madman's 'Home'

Penance cocked his head at Accatosh and how he wanted to know where the leader of the Sentinels was. "Do you live in a bubble? Their leader will be way up near... well you're a smart dragon, you can figure it out. It'll be impossible to charge in there.... unless we know the layout of the building thus why we need a Sentinel!" He nodded. "Righto. Lay it on them Daniel." He said to an Alakazam.

The Psychic cleared his throat, "We have been speaking via our psychic channel. We are receiving reports from soldiers in the prison that the jail break is according for plan, but luck has smiled on us. Deluge is alone in the area. We are going to port to him, port him to our ambush site and break open his mind. Now... we are also receiving reports from a spy in the city. He's been viewing the Sentinels from afar... his lip reading skills have helped him 'hear' that the Sentinels seem to have located our base."

Penance nodded, "Zane, you simply have to stand there and focus with the Gold Crystal if you can. The Psychics and I will go into his mind and Hanso you'll have to help us too. Just go in and try to find some corruption and take it out. If though the corruption tries to take you over, port away and get away from the mind as quickly as possible. Once we break him free we'll port back to the city and help with taking down the other Sentinels and if it is possible try to free another mind. Oh... and we'll get plan A in effect, Daniel spread the word. You guys ready? Good, port."

With that the psychics grabbed hold of the three and in a flash of light they disappeared.

Prison

As the water continued to flood in the Leafeon threw out a few leaves at Deluge. "Get back!" She shouted though there was a flash of light as a Kadabra appeared next to Delgue and grabbed him, "You're coming with me." He stated and in another flash of light the two disappeared. The Leafeon blinked and shook her head, "This way!" She cried out to the Gold Tribe as she bolted to the door they were heading to and pushed it open causing the water to slosh about.

There was a Gloom there tending to the Mismagius. "She's bleeding out and the poison isn't helping!" He cried out. "We need to get her back to the lair now! Or get some antidote!"

The Leafeon frowned, "You! Golurk! Grab her! We need to get her down there no-"

She suddenly blinked then shook her head, "C**p, no time to go back down, plan A is in effect. We head into the city and find a medic. Any of you able to keep her alive till then?"
Penance 'Madman' Malum - ???

As the three ported away they would find themselves in the middle of some forested area. "Now... we wait. Get ready all!" The psychics got ready as Penance looked at Hanso, "You ready?" He asked just as the Kadabra and Deluge appeared in the area. "Now!" He shouted.

Simultaneously the Psychics pushed out with their attacks, hitting Deluge's mind hard and Penance joined in, trying to crack open that mind of his and find that corruption.

Cape City - It's Time

The City had other areas which were much quieter at the moment. Various pokemon were hearing what was happening and quickly moving deep into their homes. At the same time some pokemon began to leave houses... and there were a lot of them leaving. Most were small though some looked like they could pack a punch. As they came out it was actually predicated that the Sentinels would start to approach them. Without warning a Dewott suddenly readied a Water Pulse and threw it at a Kabutops... from there, it started. The Ancients came swinging as the various Affiliates readied their own attacks with some holding onto weapons and waited. As the Ancients moved forward there were a series of loud explosions that shook the ground and caused the earth to open up.

Multiple Ancients fell into the tunnels below as a Pachirisu got onto the rooftops, swinging back and forth a red flag with a black X on it. "For freedom!" He cried out. The Affiliates gave several cheers as they moved throughout the city from their access tunnels. From all over the city the sounds of explosions and battle rang out. The resistance was under way.
Madman's 'Home' - Plan A

There were various Affiliates scrambling about now. Many rushing out of the newly dug tunnels with most of them carrying out fully filled bags. There were only a few who weren't leaving. Instead they remained in the main area, silently watching the evacuation. A Dewott spoke up. "So... we had this ready ever since we set up this place. It's a shame."

A Shinx nodded, "We just need to bide time."

A Gligar smiled, "Well, it was fun while we had this place eh? So... how soon before they arrive?"

The Dewott shrugged, "There is a few minutes I suppose. It's ready right?"

The other pkemon there nodded as the Dewott spoke up again, "Eh... I guess I never though it would happen ya know? I mean... the Goldies never found us before. It's always been a 'what if' you know?"

Then the words stopped and there was silence as the sounds of the evacuating pokemon slowly died off.
 
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