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

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Xilfer

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Paladin
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Paladin stood and watched Allora as he recovered his strength from the Giga Impact. The gash in his right arm did not bleed, but instead released clouds of the unknown energy that filled the Golurk's body. When Allora's fight was over, the worry for her safety drained from him, and he focused more on his arm. The arm that had been hit was his dark one, and as such, clouds of seemingly green, gas-like energy escaped it. A sense of dread overcame Paladin, as he remembered that these clouds could be fatal to anyone who came near them. "Are you ok Paladin?" Allora asked. "I think my shoulder is dislocated. Can you pop it back in for me?" Paladin wanted to help his friend in need, but he knew that if she came near to the fumes, she would die a slow, painful death. "Stay away from me!" Paladin ordered the approaching Ninetales. He tried to cover the wound with his palm, but the lighter-than-air energy just continued pouring out, filling the tunnel around him with fatal gas.

In fear for both his friend's safety and his own, Paladin reached into his bag, looking for something to patch the wound up with. He began to feel weak, and he could hear a slight budging noise from his chest. His seal was being damaged. Normally, the energies inside a Golurk would harmlessly dissipate on contact with the oxygen all around them. However, the energies on the dark side of his body had become corrupted, and as such, were poisonous. "Get away, Allora!" he shouted desperately one last time, though he could no longer see the Shadow Protector through the thick fog created by the leaking energy. Finally, he managed to find a bandage inside his bag that he had forgotten was there. He quickly wrapped it around his arm, completely covering the gash created by the Armaldo's claw. Finally, after a few more moments, the gas around them vanished like it normally would, only leaving behind the awful smell of rotten eggs.

"Allora?" Paladin scanned the area for any signs of the Shadow Protector. He hoped she had managed to avoid getting caught by the energy by diving into the next tunnel. However, the entrance to the tunnel had collapsed somehow, possibly during the course of their fight. Now, the only way in was a small opening in the top-right corner of the rubble blocking the way. "Allora?!" Paladin shouted again, hoping for a response.

Veletra
Cape City

Veletra scanned her brain for another lie. She had apparently been able to make Snype believe her this time, but he still seemed suspicious. Nothing was being done for the Raichu writhing in pain, however, and Veletra watched as she finally fell into the darkness of death. Ignoring Snype's next question, she attempted once again to break free from her bonds. "You monster! She's dead!" she screamed pointlessly. She didn't know what else to say. The Raichu's death was not on her head, she reminded herself, it was Snype's doing. She couldn't kill him, or she'd have the entire army on her hands, and many more dead innocents. Keeping her angry, saddened expression, she formulated a lie as an answer to Snype's last question, "We...We knew you would be watching the sky, so I asked my friends Diglett and Dugtrio to..." she stuttered, pretending to be be reluctantly telling him this, "to create an entirely new tunnel in the tunnels beneath us, one leading away from Cape," she said. She took a moment to shed some tears for the fallen Raichu, and continued to lie. "He's far away by now, so you can call off this stupid little search!" Her expression strengthened. She had told the truth at one time, though. Paladin was hopefully far away by now. Hopefully.
 

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Snype crossed his arms and gave off a neutral expression. He looked at the fallen Raichu mother as the Pichu near her cried and cried for her death. It was enough to make him shed a tear... not! He got the information he needed! One citizen was enough to get what he wanted! He knew who escaped and he was correct about the underground tunnels. He had no need for Veletra now. He smirked at her.

"Kehehe, see? That wasn't so hard was it? He said, ignoring the fact a dead body was among the crowd. "You've done a good service for the silver tribe. And you'll be properly awarded..." Snype put a hand on her cheek and placed it under her chin, quickly a poisonous gas emerged from his hands to poison her as well. It was a minor poison though. She wouldn't die right away so it would be slow and painful.

"Imprison her. We got what we need." Snype said with a sinister laugh.
 
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Scar crossed his arms as he observed the newest Sentinel Snype interrogate Veletra. He found his techniques and methods brutal, cruel, and downright despicable, which meant that the two would be getting along splendidly. However, something did irk him as he was finally able to get an answer from the prisoner regarding the object in the sky they had seen earlier. She mentioned a Gold Tribe member, Tunar Sylvester, who was supposedly behind this. But Scar had never heard of this member before, neither during his tenure with the Gold Tribe, nor after as he fought against them during these past two years. This could mean two things: either the Pokemon was lying, or other Gold Tribe members were still around besides the group that travelled from Albia. Although he didn't know the answer, he was quite certain Deluge, with his memory, would know. It was strange that the Castform had not spoken up before, though. He probably was doing something similar to what Scar was doing, not interfering to see the capabilities of the newest Sentinel.

Though the news of the underground tunnels proved to be true. That much of the information salvaged proved to be valuable. All in all, Scar figured Snype passed his test.

The sound of cries and whimpers filled the immediate area as the civilians watched on in horror as the Sableye killed yet another pokemon. It was odd in a way that one passing pokemon didn't seem to be cringing as she walked along a different street. For the past few days they had been watching silently. They had waited for the return, and now that they were whole once more they had been given the command to start it off. In a way she was scared. Weren't all pokemon scared of death? Yet at the same time she wanted to embrace it. She wanted to have it be meaningful, to have a light in the midst of the darkness. She made her way toward a group of Ancients at a calm pace. Not too fast or she would lose the element she had been striving for the past few weeks.

At the same time a dagger flew through the air landing right next to the Mienshao Sentinel's feet. Attached to the weapon was a small white note. Yet as the Sentinel glanced about he would not see one pokemon within the area. The only other pokemon there were the civilians they had rounded up.

Scar glanced down at his feet, and hastily picked up the knife. He read the attached note.

You shouldn't have done that... prepare for the retaliation.

And that was all it said. With confusion, Scar displayed the note to the other Sentinels. "Someone's idea of a joke? Because if so, it's in poor taste and definitely to the wrong Pokemon."

In another part of the city a hooded Sandshrew made his way to a house and glanced about before heading inside. The house only had two occupants who nodded and moved away a carpet that revealed a hole in the ground. With a grunt the Sandshrew lept down the hole and began to move down it, It twisted and turned about as he headed to where he last saw them enter. The time was soon and he had to be quick to avoid any collapses. The plan was coming together as forseen.

Calmness was always key. As she neared she saw a Kabutops lift it's head toward her. Now. The time was now. She stopped right there and the Pachirisu shouted at the top of her lungs, "THE REVOLUTION HAS COME!" Suddenly the tiny pokemon's body began to change. There were flashes of pink skin as her body grew much larger and into a round shape and the pink skin began to change into white and red. In her place was now an Electrode that glared at the Ancients. "Phase one has started." She whispered as her body glowed a bight white and the ditto exploded with full force. Nearby buildings felt the blow as windows shattered and pokemon fell down to the ground. The Ancients nearby were incinerated by the blast and those nearby were flug away to fall several feet away on the ground.

At that same time the whole city shuddered with tremors as two other explosions went off at the same time in the Southern and Eastern parts of city. Buildings shook and small piles of smoke began to drift into the air as a few dead Ancients littered the affected areas.

The Sandshrew grunted as the tunnels shuddered fromt the explosions. He grabbed onto a wall waiting for the tremors to cease before he continued running. He was almost there, he could smell their scent in the air still and it was getting fresher. Finally he stopped at the end of the tunnel and saw the two. The Ninetails and the Golurk.

"Yo! Goldies!" He shouted out loud and gestured toward himself. "Come with me! Unless you want these tunnels to fill with Ancients! They'll be here soon!" With that he turned and began to run on all fours. They were near another entrance and soon enough to freedom. "This way!" He cried out as he looked back to see if they followed and stopped near a wall, slamming his hand near it causing the wall to slid open. He fled inside still expecting the two to follow after.

Meanwhile up top, Scar tried to make sense of the chaos that had just erupted around him. However, it was clear enough to him, having experienced something similar in Eternity City. "I have had enough of these damned rebellions! This ends now!" Scar exclaimed. He turned to the nearest Kabutops, and bellowed to his face, "Send the entire first and second batallions into those tunnels. We know that's where they are. I don't care how long it takes. FIND THEM!"

He was fuming, and the Ancient, taking notice of that, reacted immediately. Scar turned to the other Sentinels. "I've had enough of these games. We're going to get control of this situation. Now."

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???

Everything was dark. There was no light, no figures, no nothing. But then, he heard voices. They spoke as if they were far away, but were moving closer. The voices became louder and louder, until eventually, whatever Zane heard was clear. The pitch black he 'saw' slowly morphed away as well, and a scene developed in front of him. He was sure now, he was dreaming again, judging by the blurs still visible on the outer edges of his sight.

It was a room, indoors of some sort. Zane didn't recognize the place, but he did recognize those inside. A room of Pokemon, the same from some of his dreams prior. The Zangoose Kent "Kaiser" Reed, The Roserade Alex "Burstborn" Dusklore, the Absol Silver "Vescica Argentum". The Toxicroak Vincent "Stingfist" Pain. Others too, all bearing the symbols of the Gold Tribe. They surrounded in the center a lone Pokemon in the center, a Blaziken, whose eyes were black as knight. Around his neck, Zane could see the outlines of a crystal, the Silver Crystal. But Zane also saw a Gold Tribe emblem on him. He was once a Gold Tribe member. The Pokemon battled the Gold Tribe alone, and yet his power was strong enough to fight through all of them. The Absol was flung back by a powerful blaze of flame, and the Blaziken targeted him again with another roar of fire from his mouth. The Zangoose Kent stepped in the way, summoning his signature attack of the Reed family, a Thunder cast from the sky, not just as an offensive attack but as a defensive one, a protection from oncoming attacks. The Thunder worked its magic, and blocked the flame. The others surrounded the Silver Crystal wielder, firing their own attacks upon him, as he countered with a Fire Spin the size and strength of which Zane had never seen before. The fighting ensued, as Zane watched from an apparent distance. But the outcome was not to be shown to him, as the scene faded away, and consciousness took hold of him…

Zane sat up, awoken from his dream as the recollection of what had happened hit him. They had traveling with a group of scouts who were supposed to lead them to someone that would help them, but ended up poisoned and gassed by likely the same individual. Unsure of the current situation, Zane examined his surroundings.

The room he was in was a bit dark. There was a candle near the top of the room that only gave off just the tiniest bit of light. Enough to see through the darkness for a few feet. The walls were gray and had tiny scratches on them. In fact they looked like claw scratches and it looked like whoever made them had been trying to count something due to how every four scratches there was a fifth slashing through them. There was no furniture of any kind in the room and no windows either. There was one wall however that really wasn't a wall. Instead there were multiple iron balls coming from the top of the ceiling down to the floor. There were fitted so close together that even a Treeko would have a hard time getting through them. Though with the light Zane was able to see Bloodthirster just down the hallway in another room just like his! In fact as Zane pushed against each wall and craned his neck to see down the hallway he saw other cells that no doubt held the other Gold Tribe members.

Bloodthirster, Wildfire, Sword and Shield, Speculum, Guardia, Hoodhide and Dryad were in their own little cell. Each as bare as Zane's was. But he couldn't spot the rest of them, whether they were in cells further down, or somewhere else entirely. No matter how hard he pulled at the bars they wouldn't give and even his attacks seemed to do no damage to them, but as he did attack them he would feel a bit weaker each and every time. There were no guards here as far as Zane could tell.

"Is everyone alright?" He asked from behind his cell, wondering how the others were doing.


???

"Wake up Goldies~" A voice sang out.

As Truestriker, the Prince of Light, Blitzkrieg, Dinorah, Bane, the Keeper, Gallant, The Healer, and The Swift would rise back toward consciousness they would find themselves in a furnished room that glowed from the various candles inside. They were all on their own bed that was well cushioned and they would see a entire table full of food before them. There were breads and sweets and meats and water just lying there. Gallant however looked for the voice that had spoken up before. There was only one other occupant in the room and that was an Abra sitting upside down on a chair grinning at them.

"Ah! The Goldies are up! Feeling fresh? Relaxed?" He giggled to himself. "I would be too if I had a great nap! Some people get all the good stuff!" He flipped himself off the table and landed on his feet as he looked at them. "Well? Aren't ya all going to dig in? Not digging of course but 'dig'." He grabbed a bread off the table and bit into it and got back on the chair. "So what's hip and happening? I think I got a view sometime ago but what did you all see?" He asked eagerly as he took another bite.
 
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"Wake up Goldies~" A voice sang out.

Accatosh woke from his dream to find himself in a well furnished room with Truestriker, the Prince of Light, Dinorah, Bane, the Keeper, Gallant, The Healer, and The Swift all waking up. An Abra was sitting upside down on a chair grinning at them.

"Ah! The Goldies are up! Feeling fresh? Relaxed?" He giggled to himself. "I would be too if I had a great nap! Some people get all the good stuff!" He flipped himself off the table and landed on his feet as he looked at them. "Well? Aren't ya all going to dig in? Not digging of course but 'dig'." He grabbed a bread off the table and bit into it and got back on the chair. "So what's hip and happening? I think I got a view sometime ago but what did you all see?" He asked eagerly as he took another bite.

Accatosh slowly rose, reaching his full height, and looking cautiously around taking a mental headcount, Where's Vigil and the rest of the group? he looked at the Abra with a blank expression, "mind if I ask you a question? Where is the rest of our group? Where are we? and Who are you?" his voice slowly rose with irritation, "I swear by my honor that if you harmed them, It'll be the last thing you have ever done!" his anger rising to the point of smoke starting to come out of his nostrils and a growl erupting from his thought. he continued looking around, worry slowly growing. Where were they, why wern't they here with the group, what was the meaning of the sleeping powder gas?. he turned his head to the Abra with a menacing expression, the kind that would make a Steelix run and hide.
 

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Allora stared at Paladin as a thick gas started to emerge from his body, unsure what was happening. "Stay away from me!" Paladin ordered. Allora took a step back, surprised at the order given to her. She could tell there was a hint of fear in his voice but she didn't know why. Allora took a few more steps back as the gas engulfed her partner. "Paladin what's happening? What is this?" she called to him as the gas started to come closer and closer. "Get away, Allora!" he shouted desperately. Panic slowly started to fill Allora as she desperately looked around for a way out. She was backed into a corner and the only obvious exit was through the gas. Still she knew she had to do something. There had to be another way out. She could see the other tunnel but it was now blocked by rocks that must've fallen during the fight and the gas had already started to swallow it.

'There is no other way. I have to try that technique.' This and many other thoughts flooded her mind as the gas was about to engulf her. Enduring the pain, Allora stood on all of her paws. Her tails stood straight up as she braced her body. Her eyes glowed a bright blue, brighter than they normal are, as she released all of her psychic power. The blue aura of power surrounded Allora in a protective barrier, keeping the poisonous gas at bay. But her body was damaged and she had used up more energy than she thought taking out the Bastiodon. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to keep up the barrier for too much longer.

In a last ditch effort, Allora dashed towards the blocked tunnel. Using the last of her energy, she used her psychic abilities to push one of the rocks out of the way; creating a small hole just big enough for her body to squeeze through. Allora then jumped towards the opening, squeezing her thin frame through it. She let out a loud yelp of pain as she landed on her front paws on the other side of the rock wall. She took a few steps, stumbling, before collapsing on the ground. She had used all of her energy escaping from the gas and now laid limp. "Allora?" Paladin called out to her. "Allora?!" Paladin shouted again, hoping for a response. "Pal…Pala…din….." Was all that Allora could managed to say before passing out due to exhaustion.
 

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A taller Lilligant stood outside of the freshly collapsed entrance to the tunnel system below Cape City. She had seen a Nine-Tails and Golurk head inside after talking to another Pokémon, one she had not seen much off. She stood, slightly miffed, outside of the entrance. How was she supposed to get in? she thought. She rocked back and forth slowly her golden amulet swinging gently. Then she rocked back and forth or her tip-toes -- if you could call her feet that -- thinking. Hyper beam would do that trick but she didn't want to collapse the tunnel. Maybe a couple of Energy Balls she thought again. The tunnel wouldn't collapse from repeated small blasts surely. She stationed herself for a long siege on the collapsed rubble. Energy Ball after Energy Ball blasted into the rubble. Slowly, but surely, it began to chunk away.

After what seemed like thirty minutes to an hour of blasting she finally carved out a hole wide enough for her to squeeze through. Once inside the tunnel her nose was greeted with a dank and moist smell. She wanted to turn around right away. Surely her mind had played a trick on her and she just wanted to see Gold Tribe members. Would they really let themselves come into this... stink? Regardless of her protests her mind nagged her about her oath she had taken and on she pushed.

She came to a fork in the tunnels, having no map the decision was hard, but she saw the paw prints of what looked to the Nine-Tail's. So, she took the left prong of the fork. As she trudged down the way the sounds of battle became more and more apparent. Then, she heard a yelping of a canine. That put her into high-gear. She grabbed her satchel in her vine hand and made a sprint for the battle.

When she arrived she stared at the body of an exhausted Nine-Tails, the one she had followed into the tunnel. Where was the Golurk? she thought as she leaned down by the Nine-Tails to check if she was steal breathing. Yup, shallow, but there. She looked through the small hole that she Nine-Tails had blasted out of the recently collapsed tunnel. Probably collapsed from the battle she had heard. The Golurk looked panicked, probably searching for the Nine-Tails. "Over here!" Astrid called through the hole, her small voice echoing through the chasm.
 
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"Wake up Goldies~" A voice sang out.

As Truestriker, the Prince of Light, Blitzkrieg, Dinorah, Bane, the Keeper, Gallant, The Healer, and The Swift would rise back toward consciousness they would find themselves in a furnished room that glowed from the various candles inside. They were all on their own bed that was well cushioned and they would see a entire table full of food before them. There were breads and sweets and meats and water just lying there. Gallant however looked for the voice that had spoken up before. There was only one other occupant in the room and that was an Abra sitting upside down on a chair grinning at them.

"Ah! The Goldies are up! Feeling fresh? Relaxed?" He giggled to himself. "I would be too if I had a great nap! Some people get all the good stuff!" He flipped himself off the table and landed on his feet as he looked at them. "Well? Aren't ya all going to dig in? Not digging of course but 'dig'." He grabbed a bread off the table and bit into it and got back on the chair. "So what's hip and happening? I think I got a view sometime ago but what did you all see?" He asked eagerly as he took another bite.

Dinorah began to stir a little after Accatosh, as she had taken a pretty deep breath of the gas before she collapsed. She also looked around at the others in the room and similarly noted that there were several of their group missing, this causing a nervous twitch of her tail. She turned back to Abra as well though, nodding in agreement with Accatosh. She was angry too, but did her best to stay calm, figuring threats were not going to get them anywhere in this situation. "I second the question of my fiery tempered friend here, while also questioning the offering of food. We were just gassed and half our group is missing. Under such circumstances I'm hardly interested in eating, and how can we even be sure it's not all poisoned apart from the bread your eating?"
 

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His 'nap' was dreamless this time, but that might be attributed to the gas that had knocked him out. Hanso quietly groaned, reaching up to rub his eyes tiredly as he sat up. At least that meant he wasn't chained up. Looking around at the room, Hanso was surprised at the furnishings and beds. He was a little more surprised at the amount of food that was before him. Them. There was an Abra in the room; not surprising that they were being watched.

The Abra spoke to the group. "Ah! The Goldies are up! Feeling fresh? Relaxed?" He giggled to himself. "I would be too if I had a great nap! Some people get all the good stuff!" He flipped himself off the table and landed on his feet as he looked at them. "Well? Aren't ya all going to dig in? Not digging of course but 'dig'." He grabbed a bread off the table and bit into it and got back on the chair. "So what's hip and happening? I think I got a view sometime ago but what did you all see?"

Hanso remained where he was, though he swung his legs over the edge of his bed. His mind was still considering the fact that the Gold Tribe wasn't chained up or anything of the sort. Then Accatosh spoke his mind, and Hanso's attention was drawn to their numbers. The Prince of Light, Accatosh, Dinorah, Bane, the Keeper, Gallant, the Healer, the Swift, and himself. The other half of the group was gone, though. We did not plan on this! Hanso thought to himself, listening as Dinorah spoke after the Salamence. Yet, if whoever was in charge had wanted the Gold Tribe dead, then they all would have been dead by now...wouldn't they? Unless they wanted the Gold Tribe to think that the others were still alive, or maybe--

Stop second-guessing yourself. Can't find out anything without talking or acting. Looking up again, Hanso said, "Calm down, both of you." Standing up, the Gallade walked over to the table, looking over the array of food. His head ached a little, probably from the gas. Hanso picked up a cup as he contemplated having a drink of water, but some things had to be considered, like the possibility of poisoned food. "Besides," Hanso added, "we need to remember our...host, here." He put the cup back down as Hanso looked up at the Abra. "And he asked a question first." Though I'm not sure what he's getting at with the digging comment.

What had they all seen? Considering the whole situation, it might be better to go along with the conversation. "Well, we're in a war, for one thing," Hanso continued, speaking directly to the Abra. "Fighting, death, destruction. Eternity City and Albia have been taken by the Alpha Alliance, with all three aforementioned things." His voice was tinged slightly with bitterness as he remembered the events of the past few months. "If you're asking what we saw of Cape City, though, then you're outta luck. The closest we've been to setting foot inside the city walls is coming into the tunnels...then 'procedure', as it was called, is what got us gassed and separated. Anything else you want to know?" Hanso asked with a light dose of sarcasm.
 
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Accatosh glanced over to Truestriker and let his growl fade away. looking back over to the Abra, he could feel his anger growing, but he held his tongue and let the Galade answer the Abra's questions, Accatosh continued looking around, and decided to distract his mind by walking over to Dinorah. "Dinorah," he said in a hushed calmed voice, "would you like to join the Gold Tribe officially?" he let his question hang, and laid his body down, to wait for answers, he then after a while, Accatosh turned to the Abra. "my humble apologies, for the outburst." he said bowing his head, "I was quite put out by a Tyroge recently."
 

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A weak voice came from the other side of the wall. "Pal...Pala...din," Allora's voice faded and Paladin could tell she was unconscious. Had the gas knocked her out? Paladin might just have killed the only ally he had in this dire situation. "No!" he grunted as he began to heave the heavy boulders from their place, desperately trying to get through to Allora. "Over here!" a voice came. Was it the Ninetales? 'No, it is someone else,' Paladin thought. He picked up his pace, now misplacing two boulders with each arm. Soon, he managed to make a larger gap at the top of the rubble. Seeing the weak spot in the cluster of rocks, Paladin used Hammer Arm to obliterate several boulders so that he could get through the opening.

He found Allora unconscious, as he had predicted, but he also found another Pokemon by her side. This Pokemon had a large, cherry-red flower atop its head, and an innocent-looking expression. A Lilligant. However, Paladin noticed that Lilligant towered above the normal height of its species, though she still did not match up to the massive Golurk's stature. Paladin suddenly remembered that members of the Silver Tribe were, on some occasions, given unnatural growth hormones to boost their strength. Perhaps this Lilligant was a Silver Tribe member, and had received growth hormones, thus explaining her larger size. Upon realizing this, Paladin was immediately on his guard, and snatched the unconscious Ninetales into his arms, away from the possible traitor.

"Who are you?" Paladin demanded, "What do you want?" However, before the Lilligant could answer, there came a rumbling noise. Shortly after, the tunnels began shaking violently. Paladin almost immediately lost his footing and fell over, holding Allora above him so that she did not fall with him. "What the hell is going on here?" Paladin spat. However, before he could get an answer, another violent tremor shook the tunnels. 'An explosion?' Paladin wondered. Either way, they had to get moving. This particular area of the tunnel did not look stable and could collapse at any minute due to this explosions. When the second tremor stopped, Paladin set Allora down for a moment and used another Hammer Arm, obliterating some of the remaining boulders enough for him to get through along with Allora. "Come with me if you want to live," Paladin said to the Lilligant, offering a small token of trust, before taking Allora back and heading to the safer tunnel.

The third and final explosion took place, and it was worse than all the others. Paladin leaned against a tunnel wall with one of his arms to stop himself from tumbling over again, clutching Allora tightly with the other arm. Looking ahead, Paladin thought he could see a figure in the shadows of the tunnels. He amplified the lights of his eyes, and they shone upon a small, hooded figure. From the shape of its tail and its hands, Paladin could tell it was a Sandshrew. The tremors stopped, and he relaxed as he realized that a Sandshrew had a perfectly good reason to be here, being a burrowing Pokemon. However, his relief was short lived, as he shouted, "Yo! Goldies!" Gesturing towards himself, he continued, "Come with me! Unless you want these tunnels to fill with Ancients! They'll be here soon!" Now, what bothered Paladin was the first line. 'Goldies,' the Pokemon had said. How did this little critter know who they were? "This way," the Sandshrew shouted, as he began running in a different direction. Paladin did not trust this Pokemon in the slightest, so he followed him.

This Pokemon knew the secret identities of the two. How? He needed to be interrogated, and Paladin had to find out who he worked for. It was for this sole purpose that the Golurk followed the shrew. Paladin ran after the Sandshrew, who looked back to see if he was there. The critter was fast, and Paladin was getting cramped as the tunnels he ran through began to get smaller and smaller. He growled and said, "Get back here!" The Sandshrew stopped, and Paladin thought that he had listened, but he simply slammed his hand against a wall, prompting the wall to slide open. the Sandshrew proceeded to enter the opening. Slightly surprised, Paladin walked up to where the Sandshrew had created the opening. This was getting too suspicious. This Pokemon did not say who he was. Was he perhaps an associate of Veletra's, or a Silver Tribe spy? Paladin was not willing to find out, or put the life of his friend in danger. Paladin was about to leave the Pokemon and go in a different direction, when he heard shouts. Ancients! The Sandshrew had been right, they were here. It sounded like a large group of them shouting all at once, the footsteps of the heavier Pokemon such as Bastiodon and Rampardos thundered through the halls. For a small moment, Paladin wondered if that Lilligant from before had followed them like he had suggested.

The shouts came from both exits to the tunnel they were in, and, deducing that he had nowhere else to go, Paladin squeezed into the opening in the wall, holding Allora close to his chest.
 

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The Golurk bashed his way through the rubble of the tunnel to get to the Nine-Tails. Astrid was unsure if he would harm her or not based on how he had, so harshly, treated the boulders that stood in his way. "I'm--," she attempted to say to the towering Golurk before he interrupted her; asking her who she was and what she wanted in an interrogative manner. Astrid scrunched up her face as the Golurk snatched up the Nine-Tails that she was trying to help. Why can't he see that I'm trying to help, she thought.

Before she could voice and opinion the tunnels started to shake and quake. At first Astrid thought it was another tunnel collapsing in the distance. It soon became apparent that the quakes were caused by explosions. One was light, barely knocking her off her feet. The second came, stronger, and she was wobbling just trying to hold herself up. The third knocked her to the ground. "Come with me if you want to live," he yelled crudely as Astrid was getting to her feet.

The Golurk had turned his head, transfixed by something. Astrid was wondering what but, again, before she voice her thoughts another creatures voice had pierced the silence first. She couldn't make out the words but she got the idea when the Golurk took off down a corridor. She followed too, tumbling, falling and sliding around trying to get her footing as such high speeds. Having had not been practicing her skills that the Gold Tribe had taught her, she was rusty. She didn't have the stamina she once did and had fallen behind from the Golurk, whose strides where longer than she tall.

They were led by a Sandshrew, Astrid could finally make out in the dust and rumbling. She heard ancients stirring and filling up the tunnels. The sounds that they made brought the leaves on the back of her neck to stand. They all freaked her out and made her uncertain of things. She couldn't pinpoint where the sounds were coming from. Panicked she quickly caught up with the Golurk regardless of heaving breath and overworking lungs. The Golurk squeezed through an opening in the wall and she fell through after, falling to her face of course.

She stood and said, panting: "I-I am a Gold Tribe member." She fished her golden amulet from her satchel and flashed the dirtied emblem at the Golurk before leaning her tall figure over again to catch her breath.
 

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Kyusu "Kasey" Fuella Arashi
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Lavish Kidnapping


"Wake up Goldies~"

Kasey's eyes fluttered as she drifted back into consciousness. It took her a moment to remember what had happened. The Gold Tribe had been down in the tunnels when they had all been suddenly knocked out by some sort of green gas. A slight growl found its way into the back of Kasey's throat as she raised her head, but it was practically inaudible.

Kasey looked around to view her surroundings. She was in a lavish room filled with luxurious furniture and illuminated by candlelight. Each member of the Gold Tribe present—which Kasey noted was only about half of their initial group, and it did not include Zane—laid upon their own, generously cushioned bed. In the center of the room, sitting before them all was a large table piled with all types of foods. Getting knocked out by a mysterious gas and waking up in an over-decorated room with a cryptic host. That's never a good sign, Kasey thought.

"Ah! The Goldies are up! Feeling fresh? Relaxed?" The Abra that watched them giggled. "I would be too if I had a great nap! Some people get all the good stuff!" He flipped himself from his upside-down position and landed on his feet. "Well? Aren't ya all going to dig in? Not digging of course but 'dig'." Once he said this, he grabbed a piece of bread and took a bite out of it. "So what's hip and happening? I think I got a view sometime ago but what did you all see?" He asked, sounding eager as he took another bite of bread.

Accatosh was the first to rise. "Mind if I ask you a question? Where is the rest of our group? Where are we? And Who are you?" His voice was slowly rising with irritation. "I swear by my honor that if you harmed them, it'll be the last thing you have ever done!"

The Lilligant, Dinorah, was the second to speak up. "I second the question of my fiery tempered friend here, while also questioning the offering of food. We were just gassed and half our group is missing. Under such circumstances I'm hardly interested in eating, and how can we even be sure it's not all poisoned apart from the bread your eating?"

Poison would be the obvious course of action. That would mean it probably wasn't what the Silver Tribe would do, if it were them to capture us. Even after thinking this, Kasey deemed it safer to avoid the food for the time being.

"Calm down, both of you." Hanso spoke as he rose to his feet and walked over to the table. He picked up a glass of water, glancing at it as he contemplated drinking it. "Besides," Hanso added, "we need to remember our . . . host, here." He placed the cup back onto the table as he looked back up at the Abra. "And he asked a question first."

Kasey looked at Hanso, confused for the briefest of moments. The confusion soon turned to slight admiration as she examined the Gallade. Smart.

"Well, we're in a war, for one thing," Hanso continued, speaking directly to the Abra. "Fighting, death, destruction. Eternity City and Albia have been taken by the Alpha Alliance, with all three aforementioned things." A slight tone of bitterness crept into Hanso's speech as he spoke the last line. "If you're asking what we saw of Cape City, though, then you're outta luck. The closest we've been to setting foot inside the city walls is coming into the tunnels . . . then 'procedure', as it was called, is what got us gassed and separated. Anything else you want to know?" Hanso asked with a hint of sarcasm.

Kasey got to her feet and walked over to stand next to her companions. As she did so, Accatosh apologized to the Abra.

"It's obviously not a good sign when only half of our group wakes up in a mysterious place after having been knocked out," Kasey stated, glaring at the Abra. "Either you are not to be trusted, or you and whatever companions you may have have terrible social skills."

Kasey's tone shifted slightly as she responded to the Abra's question. "As for what you mean in asking us such a thing, I'm afraid you'll have to be a bit more precise with your inquiries. Asking what we've seen could mean so many things." Kasey's tone had adapted a false and slight politeness. As she spoke her next line, however, it turned to something more sinister as it was underlined by a small growl. "Because I alone have seen many things, none of which I would care to divulge to you and nor are any of them relevant to our particular situation."
 

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???- Cells

"Ugh...where the hell are we?" Zane could hear Guardia's voice from across the dark room, lit only by a single candle. "Why are we in these cells? Damn it! We should never have trusted those scouts!"

"Grr...these bars can't be bent. They must be made out of something special." He also heard Sword and Shield bellow from his own cell. "Do you believe this was the Silver Tribe?"

"Who the heck else?!" Guardia screamed back, as Zane heard her clash her claws upon the bars, trying to break them, but to no avail. "They're probably gonna deliver us to the Sentinels right now. Damn it!"

Zane slumped onto the ground, trying to figure out what to do now. He could still hear the sounds of Guardia slashing away, and thought he heard one of the others also make noises to escape. He sighed, looking around his cell for any sign of a way out. Suddenly, at the corner of the containment, a fainted Pokemon caught his eye, beginning to stir from apparent unconsciousness. Upon closer examination, he saw it was a Joltik. "Are you alright?" Zane asked the young Pokemon. "Who are you?"

The Joltik groaned and blinked its eyes and looked upon Zane. "Oh... guests. Sorry, guess I was very tired!" The bound up pokemon chuckled and shrugged, "Uh... yeah. I guess I am doing well right now. The guards aren't coming in to beat me up so that's a plus right?" The Joltik smiled. "I kid. The guards don't do that. Anyways, I am Sheera!" The Joltik replied happily. "And... well, I am kinda tied up at the moment. If I wasn't then I would happily greet you the best way I could." She glanced about. "Hm... care to free me? I could get some stretching here and there, my legs are so cramped by this point."

Zane looked down, and even in the visible light, was able to see the outline of Sheera tied up. He reached down, slashing apart of the binds and freeing her. "There you go." Zane said, throwing the bindings away while helping the Joltik to her feet. "Now then, what are you doing here? And do you happen to know where we are?"

Sheera sighed in relief as she was freed and stretched her legs, groaning in relief. "Huh? Hm... I know why I am here. When he got back I kinda got tossed in here. He gets cranky sometimes you see. I am the punching bag. After a while he get better though I usually am able to help with that. As to where we are... uh, we are under Cape City. We are in the city of course." She said with a nod. "In fact, there are tons of pokemon up there, well, not in Cape City but above this prison. They may be coming back down soon. How long was I sleeping?" She asked him.

Zane eyed the young Pokemon suspiciously. What exactly did she mean by 'he'? Was it the same Pokemon that put them in, and the same one that the Gold Tribe were looking for? "I don't know," Zane responded, not sure himself how long he was asleep for. He continued. "I was more talking about where exactly. As in, what we're doing in these cells, and where the cells ar-" He stopped speaking as he heard the sounds of movement coming this way. "Are they coming?" He asked.

Sheera paled, "S**t. Okay, look you all stay here. Well, you really can't leave can ya?" Sheere lept onto the wall and clmibed up it toward a small hole. "Hey, I'll be able to help you later. Trust me on that! Don't lose hope! I'll come in the nick of time!" She crawled into the hole and disappeared from sight as a Rhydon, Aggron, and two Blastoise came into the room. "Wake up Goldies! We're taking ya to the event." The Aggron pounded his hands into each other. "Don't make us get too physical, besides, you wouldn't want the rest of your comrades to pay the price rigiht?" He chuckled as the four went to the different cells and began to open them up.

"Event? What event?" Zane asked. "Why are you holding us here? Don't you know who we are? Where are the rest of us?"

The Aggron rolled his eyes, "Ask anymore questions and well, he'll take care of the problem. Trust me, you don't want to know what he will do to you all. Let's get going. Chop chop! Don't want to keep everyone waiting!"

???- Furnished, comfortable room

The Abra glanced at them all and happily nomed on his bread... though he frowned as Typh began to speak and as the Salamance just insulted him he put up one hand and began to open and close it, mocking the Salamance. He rolled his eyes at the comment Dinorah made and as if to sarcastically prove his point most of the bread flew up and flew right for him as he opened his mouth and began to take pieces of each and everyone, chewing on them and throwing spit everywhere.

What did seem to brighten his mood up however was when Truestriker spoke. He grinned brightly as the Gallade addressed him with a bit of respect and crossed his arms as he heard the psychic speak. "If you're asking what we saw of Cape City, though, then you're outta luck. The closest we've been to setting foot inside the city walls is coming into the tunnels...then 'procedure', as it was called, is what got us gassed and separated. Anything else you want to know?"

The Abra frowned at that. "You're stupid you know that. I asked what you SAW!" He held out his hands as if to emphasis a point.

He snorted at the apology from Blitzkrieg and shook his head, "You're not sorry! I can tell it from that face of yours!"

Though... the Abra listened next to the Ninetales and grinned. "Hehe! That's it!" He crackled at her question and then at her follow up comment. "That is so amazing! You saw it! I knew someone would!" The Abra collapsed off of his chair filled with laughter. "Oh! I knew you were special."

He wiped a few tears from his eyes and giggled again, "But the time for the party is almost here!" The Abra ported away for a brief second, coming back with a birthday hat on and a whistle that he blew. "Hehe! The party and celebration will come soon!" At that moment the door opened and a Scyther and Machoke stepped in. "Hey Ra-"

Immediately the Abra shushed them. "They can't know yet!" He hissed.

The Machoke nodded slowly, "Right... anyways, they ready?"

The Abra got off the chair, "Yes they are! Come on Goldies! You can meet your friends downstairs!" He said happily. "We have a treat for you all!" The Abra hummed to himself as he led the Gold Tribe out of the room.

Gallant, who had been relatively silent throughout the conversation with the strange Abra, held a disgruntled, yet thoughful expression on his face as he followed the others out of the doors to lead them to where they were headed. He was starting to have a funny feeling about this entire situation. There was something missing from all of this that he couldn't put his finger on. Regardless, he followed them as they led them outside hopefully to find the others all in one piece as well. He did not attack the ones he followed only because he was unsure of the situation with the others not present.

Zane and the others were led up the stairs every so often getting pushed forward by one of the guards and emerged out into a hallway that was built entirely out of smooth brown stones. There were columns here and there to support the ceiling and for the most part looked entirely bare. There were barely any pokemon here save from the guards but as they climbed up they would be able to see another stair case in the room where the Abra and the rest of the Gold Tribe were heading down to meet them.

The Abra giggled and pointed at them, "Told ya!" He stuck his tongue out. "And preparations are almost done! We just need one more sec!" He hopped in place. "Don't run, or you may have to be killed!" With that he turned around and headed down the hall. The guards stuck around mostly leaning against the walls to keep an eye on the Gold Tribe.

Entrance to the lair

At the same time the Sandshrew from before pulled off his hood and glanced at them. "Goldies I have good news for you all! We have your comrades in our sanctuary! Want to meet them? Then come on over!" He pressed on another wall closing the previously opened one and a new wall slid open. He gestured inside and glanced at the fainted Ninetails. "Hm... okay, we need some medical attention for her." He nodded, "For now, follow." He led the way out and as he did a Primeape, Poliwrath, Dragonite, Charmeleon, and Blaziken surrounded them. "Sorry, procedure." He stated as he glanced at the Ninetales and snapped his fingers. As he did so the Ninetales body was lifted out of Paladin's hands and quickly flew up to a floating Kadabra who touched her and in an instant teleported away with her.

"Now, we can do this two ways. One, you go mad and start wrecking everything. We kill her if you do that as well as the other Gold Tribe we have. Two, you come with us, stay calm and allow her to get necessary treatment, okay?" The Sandshrew crossed his arms and began to walk again. "This way. Hurry up if you will. Your Ninetales pal will probably already be there." He stated as the five guards began to more or less force the two forward. The two saw that the area was littered with many houses all carved from a smooth brown stone. There were a few other pokemon walking about doing various chores, though as they walked by the regarded the Gold Tribe members with a few glares and what not. The path they were led upon winded here and there but they were being led to a rather large building. Finally after a bit of walking the Sandshrew led them into an open hallway where the rest of the Gold Tribe waited.

"On schedule as usual." The Sandshrew remarked as he dusted himself off. "Have fun you two!" He said with a wink as he walked off as well, the five guards joining the others in guarding over the Gold Tribe. A few seconds passed as the Kadabra from before reappeared in the room with the Ninetales. He placed her on the ground gently and quickly disappeared once more.

Zane looked around the room of gathered Pokemon. It looked like everyone in the Gold Tribe was present, both groups reuniting together. "Are you all alright?" Zane asked Gallant and the others who joined them. Gallant responded with a nod, before his eyes were diverted to the three other Pokemon that were brought before, a fainted Ninetales, an odd-looking Golurk, and a Lilligant. Zane looked at them, then noticed the shine of gold across them in various areas. Whoever the three were, they were Gold Tribe. Zane wanted to walk over and talk to them, but before he could, Guardia spoke up.

"Alright, we're all here. Now anyone have any Arceus-damn idea what the hell we're all doing here, and who's behind this?!" She was clearly irritated, and Zane didn't doubt some of the others most likely were as well. But he knew as much as anyone else. Or so he believed.

"I've got an idea." Gallant replied, rubbing his chin as he looked around. "I didn't think the Pokemon was still alive, but this is too much of a coincidence to not be connected."

Zane stared at Gallant in silence as he awaited clarification on what he meant. "Before the invasion, we all know the main enemy around were the thieves. That's true. But here in Cape City, there was another Pokemon, someone who was just as dangerous as the King of Thieves. He had a contingency of followers, and was able to do a lot of damage with what we believed to be a lot less resources than us. He even managed to kill a couple of Gold Tribe members who were in pursuit of him at that time. I had a run-in with him once. A long time ago. I would have died too, if it wasn't for a fellow brother saving me at the price of his own life." Zane noticed Gallant clench his fists at the mention of the dead brothers and sisters. "But he disappeared a long time ago. Some thought he died. Others thought he went into hiding permanently. We never found his hide-out, and we never found a body, but we still assumed he was long gone. I guess not. I'm sure some of you have heard of him before. He was quite renown back in the day."

Zane recalled now. He remember reading before about the deaths, and the Pokemon responsible. A lot of tales were told about him, but very few facts. This must have been him. The Madman.
 

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Penance Malum​

Penance watched from his throne with a grin. He snapped his fingers as a Alakazam teleported away from his side. It was only a brief second for Penance but the Alakazam appeared before the Gold Tribe and in a flash the group would find themselves teleported right into the very same room Penance was in. The Golduck sat upon a golden throne and the room was rather large. There were many, many pokemon here all sitting on benches or standing on the second floor gazing down at the scene. Penance smiled and spread his arms wide. "Welcome Goldies!"

A cheer rose up from the crowd although it quickly fell silent as Penance held up a hand. "Now now, let's not get over eager. Madness can get a bit crazy sometimes." The whole crowd roared with laughter and once more was silenced by the Golduck. "Now… quite some time it's been eh? A whole day or close to one… or perhaps a year. It's so hard to tell from down here!" He rolled his eyes and quickly jumped back in his chair. "Now, to atone for crimes by the Silver Tribe you all will… SUFFER!" He stated gleefully as he jumped so he was now standing on top of his chair. The ground in front of them suddenly pushed back to reveal a bubbling cauldron below.

"Now, who would like to be cooked first?' He asked eagerly as he glanced about. "How about the meaty ones? Or the skinny ones? I'm impartial myself!" He crackled with laughter and snapped his fingers as flames shot out from below and lit the pot on fire, or at least the top anyway.

"Now, prepare to suffer for crimes against the City and the Alpha Alliance! So, who wants to step in first!?" He asked with a sadistic grin.

"You know, I am REALLY getting bored of this!" A voice cried out and the Jotik from before was seen on the ceiling, with several other pokemon there with it. "Madman you've gone too far this time! Gold Tribe! Get ready for a battle!"

Penance rolled his eyes and pointed at the Gold Tribe. "First the Goldies, then Sheera. Get to it!" He cried out. Without any waiting the crowd began to shoot all kinds of attacks at the Gold Tribe while some ran up to get more personal blows in and the reinforcements up top began to attack the crowd. Penance for the meanwhile formed a Water Pulse and began to fire right at the Gold Tribe. "It's madness in here!" He crackled.
 

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Hanso SharpEye
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The Abra listened next to the Ninetales and grinned. "Hehe! That's it!" He crackled at her question and then at her follow up comment. "That is so amazing! You saw it! I knew someone would!" The Abra collapsed off of his chair filled with laughter. "Oh! I knew you were special."

He wiped a few tears from his eyes and giggled again, "But the time for the party is almost here!" The Abra ported away for a brief second, coming back with a birthday hat on and a whistle that he blew. "Hehe! The party and celebration will come soon!"

Hanso kept his eyes on the Abra once the Gallade had finished speaking, though by this time he was staring. Either he's a real good actor, or he's crazy, Hanso thought to himself. Somehow, Bane had said just the right thing, but that was little comfort at the moment. The Gallade remained still as someone checked in and the others began filing out. Crazy...he had used that same word around Penance, and the Golduck had reacted strongly. Hanso looked down at the cup of water before him, then acted on impulse, grabbing the cup and downing the water in a few seconds. Setting it back down, Hanso turned and walked out the room, the last of the Gold Tribe in line. This whole situation is a bit crazy, though...these are the Pokemon that Penance left in order to work with?

Of course, throwing out questions every other second would hardly get them anywhere, and Hanso had hardly ever put a whole lot of worth in words. Some things, they would discover within the next few minutes...if no one tried to escape, that is. When three new Pokemon appeared, all with some form of Gold Tribe identification, Hanso was hardly surprised. We've found someone almost every step of the way since the torturehouse. His attention was drawn from his thoughts as Lyn spoke. "Alright, we're all here. Now anyone have any Arceus-damn idea what the hell we're all doing here, and who's behind this?!" She was clearly irritated.

"I've got an idea." Gallant replied, rubbing his chin as he looked around. "I didn't think the Pokemon was still alive, but this is too much of a coincidence to not be connected."

As Gallant spoke, a few things clicked in Hanso's head. What had happened in the last bit of time fit with the Madman's reputation, explaining the Abra, the furnished room...even why Penance might be acquaintanced with him. Anyone with a streak of insanity, or a few outbursts of it, probably could. Hanso was not prepared, however, for the next few minutes.

An Alakazam appeared and, before they could do anything, teleported the Gold Tribe into a large room filled with many other Pokemon. As Hanso looked around, his eyes focused on the figure sitting on the golden throne. "Welcome Goldies!"

A cheer rose up from the crowd although it quickly fell silent as Penance held up a hand. "Now now, let's not get over eager. Madness can get a bit crazy sometimes." The whole crowd roared with laughter and once more was silenced by the Golduck. "Now… quite some time it's been eh? A whole day or close to one… or perhaps a year. It's so hard to tell from down here!" He rolled his eyes and quickly jumped back in his chair. "Now, to atone for crimes by the Silver Tribe you all will… SUFFER!" He stated gleefully as he jumped so he was now standing on top of his chair. The ground in front of them suddenly pushed back to reveal a bubbling cauldron below.

For the-- what?! Hanso's arm-blades shot out on instinct, eyes riveted on the Golduck. It was his voice, his distinct appearance...but was it Penance? Or had he finally gone mad?

"Now, prepare to suffer for crimes against the City and the Alpha Alliance! So, who wants to step in first!?" The Golduck asked with a sadistic grin.

"You know, I am REALLY getting bored of this!" A voice cried out and a Joltik was seen on the ceiling, with several other pokemon there with it. "Madman you've gone too far this time! Gold Tribe! Get ready for a battle!"

Goldies. Hanso had heard the term a few times during their short stay, but it took the Golduck saying it to drive home something in the Gallade's mind. He's as good as nullified his own membership. Hanso ducked to the side to avoid incoming Water Pulses, throwing out multiple illusions of himself at the same time. The illusions all turned as if to fight the crowd, even though their purpose was always to distract and, perhaps, surprise. Hanso, for his part, was focused on Penance. His eyes glowed as the Gallade teleported, appearing in front of the Golduck's throne. Hanso threw a hard Psycho Cut aimed, at the last moment, at the back of the throne. Despite what was happening, he couldn't bring himself to harm Penance. So far."Why?!" Hanso mentally yelled, glaring up at Penance in disbelief as he opened a telepathic channel. He ignored the sounds of combat behind him; he seemed almost oblivious enough that an attack from behind would hit him. "Why do you do this? Our lie about Dark Lightning was only against you, not the Alpha Alliance!" Hanso paused, throwing out another burst of illusionary Gallades at the crowd attacking the Gold Tribe. "What else have we done wrong?!"
 
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Allora ~ Unknown Battle Room

Allora laid limp in Paladin's arms as he tried to protect her. The booming explosions, yelling, and the bouncing of Paladin's strides as he ran wasn't enough to wake her. It wasn't until after first aid was administered to her did she start to come back around. She opened her eyes to see a golden colored Pokemon standing over her, her vision still blurred a little from fainting. "Who….are you? Wh..where is….Pala..Paladin?" she managed to squeak out as she blinked a few times to clear her vision. The Kadabra remained silent and touched Allora, teleporting them to another location. Allora looked up dazed and confused as different voices reached her ears.

"Alright, we're all here. Now anyone have any Arceus-damn idea what the hell we're all doing here, and who's behind this?!" one Pokemon said clearly irritated.

"I've got an idea." Another replied. "I didn't think the Pokemon was still alive, but this is too much of a coincidence to not be connected. Before the invasion, we all know the main enemy around were the thieves. That's true. But here in Cape City, there was another Pokemon, someone who was just as dangerous as the King of Thieves. He had a contingency of followers, and was able to do a lot of damage with what we believed to be a lot less resources than us. He even managed to kill a couple of Gold Tribe members who were in pursuit of him at that time. I had a run-in with him once. A long time ago. I would have died too, if it wasn't for a fellow brother saving me at the price of his own life. But he disappeared a long time ago. Some thought he died. Others thought he went into hiding permanently. We never found his hide-out, and we never found a body, but we still assumed he was long gone. I guess not. I'm sure some of you have heard of him before. He was quite renowned back in the day."

Allora's attention was drawn to the group that was talking. She stared at them for a while until she snapped out of her daze. She didn't know who they were or where she was at. All she could remember was escaping the gas that surrounded Paladin. 'Paladin!' Allora thought as she jerked her head around looking for her partner. "Paladin!" she called out before her gaze landed on him. She quickly got up and jogged up to him, happy to see that he was alive. She stopped part of the way when she noticed a tall Liligant, with a beautiful red flower adorning her head, standing beside him.

"Are you alright? Who is that behind yo…." Her words where cut short by an Alakazam appearing and teleporting the group to another location. Allora froze on the spot and took in her surroundings. A smug looking Golduck sat on a throne in this rather large room. Many Pokemon were gathered around the edges, surrounding the now vulnerable group. "Welcome Goldies!" the Golduck announced, spreading his arms wide open. Cheers rose up from the crowd but where silenced by the same Golduck. 'Goldies? Are you telling me everyone in this group….is a Gold Tribe member?' Allora watched the Golduck closely, her guard fully raised. There was something about this smug Pokemon that she didn't like one bit. Her tails whipped in their hypnotic pattern as she slowly closed the distance between her and Paladin. She wanted to be close to him in case something got out of control.

"Now… quite some time it's been eh? A whole day or close to one… or perhaps a year. It's so hard to tell from down here!" The Golduck spoke, rolling his eyes and quickly jumping back in his chair. "Now, to atone for crimes by the Silver Tribe you all will… SUFFER!" He stated gleefully as he jumped so he was now standing on top of his chair. The ground in front of the group suddenly pushed back to reveal a bubbling cauldron below. "Now, who would like to be cooked first?' He asked eagerly as he glanced about. "How about the meaty ones? Or the skinny ones? I'm impartial myself!" He crackled with laughter and snapped his fingers as flames shot out from below and lit the pot on fire, or at least the top anyway.

"This can't be happening! He has to be crazy!" Allora whispered as she looked upon the cauldron in shock and horror. "Now, prepare to suffer for crimes against the City and the Alpha Alliance! So, who wants to step in first!?" The Golduck asked with a sadistic grin. "You know, I am REALLY getting bored of this!" A voice cried out and a Jotik sat on the ceiling, with several other pokemon there with it. "Madman you've gone too far this time! Gold Tribe! Get ready for a battle!"

Allora didn't know what was exactly happening but she knew one thing, she wasn't going into that cauldron. She growled as her tails flared up, ready to strike on the nearest enemy. Allora hoped that this Joltik and her friends were on their side. If not, then it was certain death for everyone in the group. 'Madman? Wait! This can't be….but I thought he was dead or something.' Allora tried to ignore her thoughts as they were distractions to the possible battle that might ensue. The Golduck rolled his eyes again and pointed at the Gold Tribe. "First the Goldies, then Sheera. Get to it!" He cried out. Without any waiting, the crowd began to shoot all kinds of attacks at the Gold Tribe while some ran up to get more personal blows in and the reinforcements up top began to attack the crowd. The Golduck meanwhile formed a Water Pulse and began to fire right at the Gold Tribe. "It's madness in here!" He crackled.

"Damn!" Allora growled as she pounced on a charging Machop, knocking him to the ground. As soon as he hit the ground, Allora fired an Energy Ball right at his face killing the small Pokemon. "This is insane!" Her attention was drawn to the Water Gun that was fired in her direction, dodging the blast of water by a very small margin. Looking to the source of the blast Allora found a Swampert smirking cockily at her. She knew she was at a great disadvantage against the powerful ground and water type Pokemon. Keeping her eyes on her opponent, Allora slowly scooted close to Paladin and the Liligant. Hoping that if she couldn't take on this foe by herself, one of them would step in and help.
 
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Accatosh "Blitzkrieg" Coronis

Accatosh was revealed to find that the others were well and unharmed, he noticed three others joining their group, all gold tribe members, Vigil spoke with them a while, then the group entered a large chamber filled with pokemon, with a golduck leading the group, there was something odd about the Golduck, then when he stated about the Gold Tribe suffering for the Silver Tribe, then the room broke into battle. Accatosh looked around the room taking in anything that may provide the Gold Tribe a tactical advantage over these crazed pokemon. he took aim at the bubbling cauldron in the room, and let out a Dragon Rage that hit under the cauldron sending it up into the air, causing it to dump it's boiling contents all over the rocky floor, causing many of the attacking Pokemon to jump, up and down, causing them to lose momentum, accuracy, and balance. Accatosh then grabbed a nearby machoke and threw it, at another group of machoke to fall over all over each other.

Accatosh knew what he needed to do... Take Down that Golduck, and stop this fight. He took to the air for a moment he paused pondering on if he should Giga Impact into the Golduck, which would cause them both to leave a crater in the rock. Accatosh decided against this and swooped down and landed next to Truestriker.
 
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Claire*

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Genevieve L'esprit
When does chaos stop being labeled as such and simply become ordinary life? That was the thought that kept running through Genevieve's head as the world seemed to continually devolve around her. If an explosion happens every day, does it simply become routine? If lives are snuffed like the flame of a candle every second, do others even notice anymore? Surely, it was slowly and inevitably becoming the case. Genevieve hardly batted an eye at the explosions that occurred just moments earlier. It was simply another part of her new normal. This Arceus forsaken war had gone on long enough, and based on Scar's reaction, he thought so too. As opposed to how she was the night prior, he appeared to be on top of this situation.

The revolutionaries had gone too far. Didn't they see that their actions had potentially caused more harm than the whole of the Silver Tribe's. What are a few citizens killed through gas, compared to the potential hundreds that would be maimed or slain through explosive force? Genevieve felt no sorrow for those injured, of course. But, it did aggravate her by the lack of logic. This lack of critical thinking and extremist ideals hurt more of the people that they were supposedly trying to help. In the Silver Tribe, that was always tallied as acceptable loss. But the Gold Tribe, they should have none. Acceptable loss should not even be in the vocabulary of so called "heroes". Maybe this wasn't the work of the Gold Tribe, however. It could very well have been the deed of some third power. A grass roots movement to overthrow their rightful rule. No matter what, the Golden boys were the poster child for all rebellious action in this nation. It had to come to an end, just as they themselves would have to.

She thought for a moment to try and reach out to Hanso, her contact with him having been nothing since they last spoke, but she thought better of it. In this new normal, trying to reach him would be difficult and an unnecessary distraction. There would be time later to speak and plan. Things were quickly coming to a head that might very well culminate in all her strings coming together into a perfect knot. Now was not the time, but soon, soon it would be.

"Scar!" She shouted at him over the noise. "This act is suspiciously timed, don't you think?" Genevieve asked him in a worried tone, letting the question linger between the two of them. "It seems that everything is converging here. The suspicious Pokemon, these explosions, my intel of the Gold Tribe's actions. Are these all separate events or are they inexplicably linked? I fear I myself don't know the answer anymore," she looked down at him and sighed. "We don't know who is a traitor and who is just a citizen anymore. It's time we issue a kill all order. If they don't value the lives of their citizens, then there is no reason we should either." Her eyes twitched as her mind raced with the possibility. She knew this made her monster, somewhere in the back of her mind, she just knew. Yet, she didn't care. It seemed as if that part of her mind was sequestered from the rest. Genevieve of old would have looked on in horror at the suggestion. The former Gold Tribe Genevieve would have been the first to rush in and aid the wounded. The former Gold Tribe Genevieve was now long dead, however. All that remained was this empty husk that was unrecognizable even to herself. The same husk that was now urging a colleague to rush in and finish off the wounded, the women, the children. There was no redemption found in her heart anymore, only a mind dwelling in hell.​
 

Xilfer

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Paladin
Underground

Paladin glanced back warily. There was that Lilligant. The grass type was small enough to be able to stand up in this narrow passageway, unlike Paladin himself. "I-I am a Gold Tribe member," she told him, as she proceeded to take one golden emblem from her satchel. The thing was somewhat stained, but its golden glow still shimmered in the dim light of Paladin's eyes. Paladin was surprised, to say the least. Another Gold Tribe member? On the same day? It seemed almost too good to be true. Perhaps it was. However, given the precarious situation they were in, Paladin didn't have time to judge. "You-" he began, but was quickly interrupted by the Sandshrew he had been following, who had opened another passageway in the wall. "Goldies I have good news for you all! We have your comrades in our sanctuary! Want to meet them? Then come on over!" he said, removing his hood. Curious, Paladin stepped closer to the Sandshrew. "Hm... okay, we need some medical attention for her." He nodded, looking at Allora, "For now, follow." Paladin obliged, following the Sandshrew up until the point where five other Pokemon surrounded them. Paladin stopped dead in his tracks, his expression, if any, turning moody. "What is the meaning of this?" he demanded. "Sorry, procedure." the Sandshrew said. With that, he snapped his fingers, and Allora was swiftly taken away from Paladin's grasp with some psychic power. Paladin, outraged, reached for her, but by then, she was already with a nearby Kadabra. The two vanished with teleport, leaving a furious Paladin with a rather gruff-looking group of Pokemon.

"You little-" Paladin spat, but was interrupted by the Sandshrew's annoyingly confident voice. "Now, we can do this two ways. One, you go mad and start wrecking everything. We kill her if you do that as well as the other Gold Tribe we have. Two, you come with us, stay calm and allow her to get necessary treatment, okay?" he said. Paladin was immediately flooded with emotions of rage and hate for this little miscreant, but for Allora's sake, attempted to control himself. Paladin was now almost sure that this was the Silver Tribe's plot to capture him. How could he have been so blind?! The Ancients were sent to give Paladin no other choice than to follow the Sandshrew, who then led them into a one-way tunnel where it was easy to capture them. Now, not only was he captured, but he had led Allora straight into their trap. Of course, now, there was nothing he could do. He was left with only one ally, the Lilligant. "This way. Hurry up if you will. Your Ninetales pal will probably already be there." the Sandshrew prompted, arms crossed, as he moved forward into the area that had been revealed. Paladin was stunned that a small village-like area could exist underground. The residents of this area mostly appeared busy, but some spared a look at the Golurk and the Lilligant. Paladin became increasingly agitated as the thugs with whom he was walking began to push him forward. "Don't. Touch. Me," Paladin warned quietly when the Blaziken forced him forward a bit. The Blaziken, trying to keep his cool, but obviously intimidated, stepped back slightly.

"On schedule as usual." The Sandshrew remarked as he dusted himself off. "Have fun you two!" Paladin wanted to smash the creature to bits right then, but realized that he was already gone. Looking ahead, he saw that he was in a hall of some sort. Another group of Pokemon stood before him. At first, Paladin thought he may have to fight them, but upon closer inspection they appeared just as confused as he was. They spoke among themselves in frustration, asking the same questions that were going through Paladin's mind at the very moment. Where were they? What was going on? While the other group seemed completely disinterested in the his existence, Paladin examined the area he was in, looking for a way out. There appeared to be none, apart from they way they had come, which was currently blocked by the thugs who were with the Sandshrew. The hall was large, and the walls appeared rock-solid at first glance. It was then that Paladin noticed a Pokemon approaching him. It was colored in golden and black, and its gaze had a sharp edge to it. It was a Bisharp. Male, by the looks of it. Strangely, the Bisharp seemed to strike a nerve in Paladin's memory. He was someone that he knew...or had known. His name was...Zane. A member of the Gold Tribe. That was all he could remember for now. Zane was nearing him when someone else in the other group caught his attention, and he turned away. Paladin shook his head in pain. Every time a memory rose from the abyss of his brain, Paladin got a horrible migraine along with it. He grunted slightly as the pain surged through his head, along with more memories.

Welcome to the Gold Tribe, young one. My name is Paladin.
Thank you, Paladin, I'm glad to be here.
I see here that your instructor has high hopes for you. What is your name?
Zane. Zane Tyrael.
Tyrael? I swear I've heard that name before...
My grandfather was a member.
Ah, yes, that was it. Well, Zane, I hope you will do your grandfather proud.

A flashback. But of what? Paladin sensed that it was a very distant memory, probably from very long ago. Paladin himself sounded more or less the same, but according to the conversation, Zane had been much younger at the time. It didn't have much significance, other than telling Paladin that he was probably much older than the Bisharp.

It was then that Paladin was caught off guard by a voice behind him. Allora's thin frame stood before him, her nine tails flickering behind her. "Are you alright? Who is that behind yo…." she started, but was soon cut off by the sudden appearance of another Pokemon in the room. An Alakazam. Without warning, the Pokemon teleported both groups of Pokemon to a different location. Paladin rubbed his eyes and examined his surroundings quickly. The room they were in now was far larger than the hall from before. He was relieved to find Allora and the Lilligant still by his side, with the other group of Pokemon not far away. Suddenly, as his vision cleared, he saw more Pokemon than there should have been. Pokemon all around them, of all different shapes and sizes, glared at them somewhat malevolently. Paladin dared to look above him, and found even more Pokemon staring down from the second level of the room.

All attention was drawn to the Golduck at the center of the room. Their leader, perhaps? No doubt one of the Sentinels, although Paladin had not heard of any new ones lately. "Welcome, Goldies!" the Golduck announced. The mocking tone he used in his words angered Paladin somewhat. He proceeded to make a not-so-funny joke at which all the surrounding Pokemon laughed until he motioned for them to stop. "Now, to atone for crimes by the Silver Tribe you all will… SUFFER!" he said dramatically. Paladin's preliminary judgement of this Pokemon: insane. Obviously, he was spouting complete nonsense, which did not surprise Paladin as Silver Tribe members were often driven insane by the horrible deeds they had to perform. Still, bringing him all the way here just for this ridiculous show? That angered Paladin enough already that he could clobber this insolent cretin to the ground.

Paladin blotted out the Golduck's next few words, instead diverting his attention to trying to find a way out of here. He occasionally looked back at Allora to check if she was alright. Aside from the various Pokemon surrounding the group, Paladin found that it would be relatively easy to escape from here. The walls looked the same as the ones in the halls to a novice, but being a Ground-type Pokemon, Paladin was able to deduce that they were far weaker than those from before, and, with some effort, could be smashed through to hopefully reveal a road to freedom. The issue, of course, was all these Pokemon blocking his way. If he tried to escape, they would be on him in seconds. Most of them did not seem threatening in the slightest, but a few looked strong enough to take the Golurk on in a fair fight.

When Paladin was just about done assessing the situation, a bubbling cauldron caught his attention. The thing looked menacing to say the least, and the liquid inside it looked hot enough to melt anything placed into it. While the Golduck blabbered on about cooking or something, Paladin glanced around at the crowd. Their expressions become more and more anxious and impatient. Then, a shout came from above, "You know, I am REALLY getting bored of this! Madman you've gone too far this time! Gold Tribe! Get ready for a battle!" Paladin took those words into consideration. It seemed they would have to fight. But who? Surely not the crowd around them? Were they really insane enough to attempt to fight a highly trained group of elites? Apparently, they were, as they relentlessly attacked at the Golduck's command.

What followed was chaos. Attacks flew all over the place. Water Pulse, Fire Blast, Razor Leaf, and many more. They were, naturally, all directed at the Gold Tribe. Paladin, who had predicted the battle, managed to dodge a Water Pulse aimed straight for his chest. "What? WHAT?" he couldn't help crying out. This was simply madness. Suddenly, he felt a slight poke on his leg. He looked down to discover that a Machop was attempting to hit the Golurk with a few punches. Apparently, the little Pokemon had forgotten that fighting types were ineffective against Ghosts. Paladin could just crush the Pokemon now, but he just couldn't. His sense of honor forbade him from harming someone who was clearly outmatched by him. However, he suddenly noticed a larger Loudred coming for him. The Pokemon attempted to use Supersonic, but the attack missed and the Loudred flew at Paladin. Paladin knocked him aside with one swift swing of his arm, and pushed the relentless Machop away with his leg. Looking behind him, he saw that Allora was having some problems of her own. A Swampert glared down at her mockingly, and appeared to be readying an attack from its mouth. Confirming Paladin's suspicions, the Pokemon released a seemingly endless spout of mud from its mouth, and it was aimed straight for Allora. Paladin positioned himself in front of the Ninetales and crouched down, taking the attack instead of her.

Paladin was hardly damaged. The Swampert who had attempted to attack his friend lost its grin as Paladin strode towards it, an angry glare in his malformed eyes. The Swampert readied a Water Gun, which Paladin swatted away with his arm. However, in his anger, he had forgotten that water was super effective against him, and sustained some damage on his arm from the weak attack. When he finally reached the Swampert, he began battering it with Shadow Punches to the face. The Pokemon tried to fight back using Take Down, but Paladin was already on top of him before he could. Paladin finished the fight with a well-aimed Hammer Arm to his opponent's neck, snapping it instantly. He returned to Allora. "Are you alrigh-" he was about to ask, but suddenly something hit him from the side. The attack was powerful, but ineffective. It seemed like a Thunderbolt had struck him. The ground type had naturally absorbed the electricity, rendering him unharmed, but Paladin was still curious as to who had been stupid enough to direct it towards him. He looked to the direction the attack had come from, and saw a much more serious battle unfolding with the other group. Obviously more Pokemon were attracted to the bigger group.

In the chaos before him, Paladin could make out an Electivire who was crackling with electricity. Paladin walked towards the electric type in an almost leisurely manner. While doing so, he noticed that the Electivire had its sights set on another Pokemon. This Pokemon appeared to be an oddly-colored Salamence who was busy pinning down the Golduck leader. At least someone knew what to do in this situation. Taking out the leader was always the best choice. However, if the Salamence were killed, the Golduck might be able to flee. Paladin arrived at the Electivire's side by the time he was done charging his Thunderbolt, and knocked him down with a Shadow Punch, interrupting the process. The Electivire rose from where he had fallen and attacked with Bulldoze. The move hit, and Paladin was propelled backwards slightly by the Electivire. While his opponent was close, Paladin used Hammer Arm on the Electivire's back, and heard a sickening snap of his spine. The Pokemon was not dead, simply paralyzed for life. Paladin decided to give the Pokemon a quick death, and Shadow Punched his neck to snap it quickly.

"Well," Paladin muttered to himself, as he stared at the ensuing madness, "All in a day's work,"
 

Megaman765

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Veletra inhaled the moderate amount of poison coming from Snypes hands. It wasn't as big a dose as the one that the Raichu had suffered but if she wasn't attended to soon, she would surely die. As the anicents were about to bring her to a disclosed location, Snype suddenly heard someone yell in the crowd. She was screaming about a revolution and before Snype knew it, everything went to hell. There were suddenly several explosions within the vicinity! To top it off even more explosions occurred nearby in the southern and eastern parts of the city! Snype frowned.

"Hrmph. We're going to have a repeat of eternity city at this rate. They just made a huge mistake." Snype said as he glared at the crowd of Pokemon. Some were affected by the explosions. Snype wanted to kill them all right there to show just how stupid this kind of rebelion was. What were they trying to prove? After all! They had most of the city right in front of them as hostages!

"Kehehe, so their idea is to basically blow up cape city? If they're going to do that then what will there be to save? Kill all the citizens and there won't be a point for this revolution... Either way, we win. Kehehe..." Snype said.

"I'd rather not waste time with the citizens as much as I'd love to kill them all here. We have more important matters. The ancients can deal with them how they please if they wish. Make it a game if you will! Scatter them around and see who can kill the most!" Snype said joyfully. He quickly went to a more serious tone again.

"We best do what we can to stop the rebelion. Killing them off won't be enough. We need to scare them enough so that they'll never pull a stunt like this again. For all we know, the Gold Tribe could be involved." Snype said.
 
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