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Old June 30th, 2012 (08:19 AM).
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His idea was taken into consideration, leaving Hanso to observe the surroundings again. Now that he needed to find a hiding place where the Thieves wouldn't find him, he looked at some of the other trees along the forest's edge. The one he'd found was still the best, so he would need to get to his branch without notice.
And trust that I can hear someone trying to sneak up on me, he thought, watching Roswell and the other Pokemon appear. He doubted that the ambush would go so wrong, but he could think of one Thief who may not mind taking him down. That Marowak from the earlier battle had been angry, after all.

Hanso's attention wandered to the digging as he listened to the conversation. Soon, Vigil said, "I guess we'd better get going then?"

"Alright, yeah, we can head out." Penance said. "We all need a good night's sleep to make sure we're at top condition."

Hanso looked over as Calamity walked over. "You still have the village still in your mind? Well, I guess it's not something someone can easily forget." He said to him, smirking.

"Yes, I remember," Hanso replied, bringing his first image of the village to the front of his mind.

As he was ready to teleport the Gold Tribe-- "You all go ahead. We won't be long." Defender told them. Dark Lightning nodded and headed off with the others.

"Alright, but hurry it up! I'm getting hungry again." Lyn said, impatient.

Hanso sighed. Looking back, it felt good to not be so impatient. He brought the village's image to his mind's front again, then looked around at the group. I wonder if our sudden appearance will set off something, he thought, his eyes glowing blue as he teleported the majority of the Gold Tribe back to the village's entrance. Zane, Penance, and Noctus were left.
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Old June 30th, 2012 (04:01 PM). Edited November 11th, 2012 by Greiger.
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Penance saw the others teleport back and he turned to Vigil, "Come on, walk with me Vigil." He pointed off to some trees and turned to Noctus, "Don't follow." He began to walk off with his brother and led him some way so that they could still see the area where the volunteers were busy in but were far away that they couldn't be heard. "Alright.... I need to come clean about something." He frowned and rubbed the back of his neck, "You know how I'm able to make all of these great plans? How I just seem to get everything together...." He leaned against a tree, "I.... figured that out in a strange way."

He sighed and crossed his arms, "When my mom passed.... I was mostly left alone. My dad was there, but only when he could be, he was always so... busy with the alliance and.... not there." He closed his eyes, "He never knew when I would sneak out of the house, just wander the streets. I could spend a whole lot of time out there and the few times he was home I just said I was still getting over it. One day I was out... and... I came across some.... others. They were friend enough, pokemon my age." He chuckled, "I started hanging out with them. We went places, saw different things around the city in a new light. When I became comfortable enough they invited me to their place. I met more of their friends and from there it skyrocketed. Suddenly... I was doing... things."

He looked away, "I won't bore you with the specific details but I fell into some serious stuff. It was during one of my.... activities that I was in a briefing for the first time. Most of the time I was just sent out with the plan already established. I... saw all of these flaws and I just spoke up. I said what was wrong, how it could be made better, etc. There was just silence and everyone realized what had happened. I was tested for some time, and I always came up with brilliant plans. One of the plans... didn't go so well..." He sighed, "Luckily around that time I went to Eternity City. I had only spent a few years with those guys and never told them my real name. I just had a feeling not to. I just wanted to forget about it so I did. I left it behind, went on, and finally... here I am." He said with a shrug. "I guess... being back with thieves and low lifes... it just came back to me."

He sighed, "So.... just needed to get that off of my chest. I know it's probably not the life most of Gold Tribe go through, but I guess I am unique. Anyway, we should head back. Get our rest." He got off of the tree and walked back over to Noctus, "Hey, we're ready to head back."
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Zane watched as the others gathered around TrueStriker, and in a flash of white light, they vanished, teleported back to the Thieves Village. He then turned his attention back to Defender, who was to say something important to him. He motioned towards the trees.

"Come on, walk with me Vigil." He said. Zane nodded and followed him as he led on, motioning for Noctus not to follow. Whatever he wanted to tell them, he didn't want anyone else to hear. They reached the edge of the trees, an area where they were still able to observe the thieves at work while still talk in secrecy. Satisfied that they were far enough, Defender sighed and began.

He went on to tell Zane a bit about his life. About his mother's passing, and his father's busy days with the Alliance, causing Defender to sneak around a lot, leading to the life he lived. Zane listened silently as Defender told him about his life with them, and the job he found himself doing because of it. It was there he had apparently picked up his knack for planning. Zane didn't know how to respond to any of these events. They were so unusual to him, as he realized what different lives Penance and himself led as they grew up.

"So.... just needed to get that off of my chest. I know it's probably not the life most of Gold Tribe go through, but I guess I am unique. Anyway, we should head back. Get our rest."

Zane smiled in response. Defender was right. He was unique. In fact, they all were in some way or another. Zane was slowly beginning to understand that. They all come from so different backgrounds, from different places everywhere, but for one reason or another, their paths led to the Gold Tribe, and therefore here. Those events from each member's past shaped them into who they were and allowed them to become the person they were today. Perhaps it was something Zane should have said to Defender specifically. But Zane never had that ability to give eloquent responses like Rey did. He always felt with that with Rey, you would always get the response you not only want, but need. Nevertheless, he spoke back.

"I see. I...never knew any of that about you, brother. Thanks for telling me." He said to him. Defender got off the tree, and approached Noctus again.

"Hey, we're ready to head back." Defender said to him. Roswell, who was close by nodded, and called one of his thieves over, an Abra. The three of them stood around him, ready to go.

"I'm going to overlook things here for a bit, but I'll see you back in the village before you head out tomorrow." Roswell said, to which Zane nodded in response. A second later, the three of them vanished in a blink of light, and teleported right in front of the Thieves Village a second later. Even though the night sky provided little light, the Thieves Forest remained the same activity-wise, many of the thieves still singing and dancing about, while others were passed out on the floor next to the treehouses.

Zane saw the others of the Gold Tribe, just a bit ahead and caught up with them. Lyn waved them over as they approached.

"So, what now?" Lyn asked them.

"Well, we should get some sleep..." Zane began, to which Lyn groaned. "We have a big day tomorrow, Guardia." Zane continued. "We need to rest. We need our energy for everything to go right."

"Yea, but...I'm hungry! And I'm tired of eating the same nuts and berries we've had in our packs. Don't you guys want a better meal beforehand?" Not waiting for an answer, she began to take off, impulsive as ever. "Well I'm going." She said. Before Zane could stop her, Sword and Shield put a hand up and spoke up.

"Don't worry Vigil, I'll watch her. I might as well replenish our supplies while I'm at it anyways." He said, smiling. Zane nodded in response. He knew the Snorlax probably wanted something to eat too, given his size, but he didn't want to say anything in front of his brothers and sisters.

Zane looked around. "So...where exactly do we sleep anyways?" He wondered out loud.

"Pick a spot, any spot." A voice came from behind him, coming from the Abra who teleported them here. "Nobody owns any of the treehouses. Nobody does. Just sleep in whichever one's are empty." He said, shrugging. "It's much simpler this way, don'tcha thing? Without all those rules and property and such. Just pick a place, and crash." The Abra took off, and Zane just shrugged to the others.

"Interesting." Calamity said, peaking through one of the treehouses to see Pokemon sleeping through them. "I guess we find one and go there."

"We're probably going to get split up in all this, so maybe its best if we agree to meet in front of the Decreement tomorrow morning." Zane told the others.
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Penance "I see. I...never knew any of that about you, brother. Thanks for telling me." Penance just shrugged in response. Soon enough an abra had teleported them back to the village and once more everyone was confused as to what to do. Penance sighed, "We will get separated, so in light of that I will be heading out, none of you be late to the action." He turned and walked off. He glanced idly through the houses and trees. There were so many pokemon that were dancing or singing drunkingly or even doing all kinds of idiotic things. Penance just kept his head down and continued to walk forward. He didn't want to become a part of the debauchery. He needed to keep his head clear and still needed to see if there was anything else he needed to do for the plan. That was what was essential. The plan. He sighed as he walked to a house and looked around it. It was full of sleeping thieves. He walked on and continued walking. Most houses were full, but he needed an empty one. He finally found one and plonked himself down.

He lay his head against the wood as he thought about what had just happened today. They were aiding a gang, in essence, to bring back a brother and hope that would be enough to be in Roswell's graces. Penance however, had a different view of the situation. They knew nothing of Roswell or of his business practices and from what he had seen of Roswell out there near the ambush site, he could be deadly. Very deadly. The fact of the matter was simple, Penance knew they would be killed either way. If they didn't get the brother they would be killed, if they got the brother they would be killed. They were in the middle of the thieves forest.... with no back up... and surrounded by numerous foes. The only reason they had been allowed to live was based on the fact that they were Gold Tribe and that they would be useful for Roswell to get his brother back. Once their usefulness was done.... they would no longer be needed. In a way it reminded Penance of his past once more. That Sandshrew worked so hard and he was no longer needed.... it was necessary. The logic was once again simple. Your greatest enemies had just seen the inside of your village, had a teleporter who knew where your village was, and to top it all off could roughly estimate your numbers. No, they weren't getting out of here alive.

Penance sighed as he closed his eyes for a moment. He didn't know if Roswell was any different than the gang leaders he knew, but if he was the same, then the plan would not work. None of it would work. He didn't have the heart to tell his brothers or sisters. If any of them knew what would be waiting for them then they wouldn't be able to keep it a secret and they could very well be killed this night. For now, he would keep it to himself. Maybe if they survived tomorrow Penance could inform everyone, but for now he needed to rest, a lot. He sighed as he closed his eyes and lay on the floor. Tomorrow, everything could very well change.
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Ragnaros did not feel like sleeping. As the members of the Gold Tribe departed, he flapped his wings, climbing on top of a tree house nearby. Its wooden structure was on the verge of collapsing under his massive weight, but he did not show he noticed. He laid down on the roof, careful not to touch any branches with his wings. Now looking at the stars on the night sky, he got lost in his thoughts as it usually happened when he got a moment to himself.

What if they decide to get rid of us, when all this is done? What if Roswell won't be a man of his word?

Roswell is a good King and certainly not stupid - if we were to fight for our lives in this forest, we would take thousands with us. The worst that can happen is him letting us go.

With these thoughts, Ragnaros finally shut his eyes and slept.


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The morning aura sneaked in his nostrils, cleaning his lungs - not that he needed that. Ragnaros opened his eyes and looked at the sky. It was very early morning. Then he looked down, realizing he was on the roof of that treehouse and that today was the day of the trap. Ragnaros flapped his wings and leaped to the ground, landing heavily. He slammed his feet on the grass, readying himself for the impending action. He was sure that he would be needed.

Ragnaros looked around, wondering if he was up too early. He sat down, waiting for his allies to wake up.
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As the Gold Tribe expressed their understanding of the plan, TrueStriker put out a question. "Is there anything else we can put in the holes that would help?"

"Good point." Vigil replied. "Maybe we can fill some of the holes with sharp rocks as well. Could be useful too. We might consider filling some with poison too, but I would avoid it. After all, Ancients are usually quite resistant against it. I think for the most part, we go with Defender's idea and fill them with water." Something seemed to catch is eye and Daricka followed his gaze as he said, "Speaking of Defender's plan..."

Coming through the trees was Roswell, an assortment of Pokemon following behind him. Roswell spoke, extending his arms as he did so, "Well, what did I say? I told you I'd get what you needed. They'll get working on that plan of yours right away. Now, if there's something else you need, say so now. Otherwise, I'd say you better finish up whatever else you need to do here and teleport back to the Village. You've got a tough day ahead of you tomorrow, and you won't get a second chance."

"Yes... they will do." Defender said, pointing at the area, "We'll need to space out the holes, no set patterns. Just random places will do. Also, my brother TrueStriker brought up the idea of having some alternatives to water. We could place sharp rocks at the bottom, but no poison. The ancients are resistant to it. We could possibly also place sleeping powder at the bottom so that those that fall in will be knocked out for some time and we won't have to worry about them." The Golduck then turned to look at the volunteers, "Right, you all are just going to do your jobs. For those of you that don't want to fight, fine. For those that do want to stay, you will only stay until the brother is safely transported away, once he's gone you're gone as well. We are trained fighters and unless you've been through several years of training with instructors, you won't last one second against a Sentinel. You will die. Don't be a hero and get out of there. You could be used as shields against us and knowing my brothers and sisters they will be too soft to attack you. Now, for the teleports, hide in the forest and first chance you get teleport in and get the prisoners out." He turned to Roswell, "First priority is your brother. Can you live with the fact that the other prisoners could be slaughtered in the confusion that will happen?"

Daricka's fist subconsciously clenched as he said the last part. It irked her that Defender thought that just because Roswell was a criminal, he didn't care about his followers. Maybe it was because she herself had once been a thief, but there were certain things she wouldn't stand for. Sure, thieves didn't tend have the greatest sense of honor, but that didn't mean they didn't have any at all. However, before she could share this opinion with Defender, Roswell spoke.

"Listen here, golden one. I care for all of my men, and all of those prisoners, not just my brother. Of course my brother is a priority, but I want them all safe, if possible." The Lucario took a look at the thieves who were busy working on the traps, and then back at Defender before continuing, "But if getting the others out isn't possible, then make sure to get my brother. If he dies, then the deals off, and...well, we'll get there when we get there."

The Gold Tribe didn't seem to like the sound of that, and Daricka was with her brothers and sisters there. The part Roswell had failed to say was probably the part where he would attempt to kill them.

"Right. So they'll be working on this here. I'll oversee for a while before heading back to the village later tonight. You best be going back now yourselves," Roswell said, loud enough for everyone to hear. He leaned toward the Cacturne, Noctus, and said something that was to quiet for Daricka to hear from where she was.

"I guess we'd better get going then?" Vigil said, turning to TrueStriker.

When he had finished speaking with the King of Thieves, Noctus moved to stand next to the Bisharp. "Now, I'm not a professional at battle plans. I suppose I'll just go with the flow? Unless you have something else for me," the Cacturne said, fidgeting with the spikes on his arms. Daricka took that to mean that he was either bored, nervous, or both.

"Alright. Tomorrow we can rouse the birds and get everyone ready." Defender said, seeming to speak more to himself than those around him. "Alright, yeah, we can head out," he added to Vigil. "We all need a good night's sleep to make sure we're at top condition." He paused for a moment and turned to the Bisharp. "We need to have another talk Vigil. This one is very important. You all go ahead. We won't be long."

Daricka glanced at the two, faintly curious as to what was so important that he couldn't discuss it around his brothers and sisters... But if that's what he wanted, than she could understand. There were parts of her past she'd rather not let anyone in on.

"Alright, but hurry it up! I'm getting hungry again," Guardia complained. TrueStriker's eyes glowed before all of the Gold Tribe, besides Vigil and Defender, were teleported to the village.

Daricka left the others behind, remembering what Roswell had said before about just sleeping wherever. Now that she thought of it, these thieves were almost like a street gang... Just much larger and without the streets. As most of the inhabitants of the village were up and about in the evening light, it wasn't hard for her find an empty house. She took off her pack and set it down in a corner. The Infernape layed down on the hard floor, using the pack as a pillow so that if anyone tried to steal from it they would wake her. Shutting out the sounds coming from outside, she shut her eyes and drifted off into the realm sleep...
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A few seconds after the teleport, Hanso took a step back as his head spun a little. Need to eat something, he thought, taking his pack off as he sat down. After digging out some food that was left from the journey, Hanso began eating as the others began talking.

"So, what now?" Lyn asked.

"Well, we should get some sleep..." Zane began, to which Lyn groaned. "We have a big day tomorrow, Guardia." Zane continued. "We need to rest. We need our energy for everything to go right."

"Yea, but...I'm hungry! And I'm tired of eating the same nuts and berries we've had in our packs. Don't you guys want a better meal beforehand?"
Hanso looked down at the berry in his hand. She kinda has a point...
Not waiting for an answer, Lyn began to take off, impulsive as ever. "Well I'm going." She said. Before Zane could stop her, Sword and Shield put a hand up and spoke up.

"Don't worry Vigil, I'll watch her. I might as well replenish our supplies while I'm at it anyways." He said, smiling.

Zane looked around. "So...where exactly do we sleep anyways?" He wondered out loud.

"Pick a spot, any spot." A voice came from behind him, coming from the Abra who teleported them here. "Nobody owns any of the treehouses. Nobody does. Just sleep in whichever one's are empty." He said, shrugging. "It's much simpler this way, don'tcha thing? Without all those rules and property and such. Just pick a place, and crash."

Hanso lost interest in the conversation after that; he finished his snack and stood as he heard Zane's last words. Now that he knew where they would meet, he could go where he needed to.
Hanso walked away, following the direction that Lyn and Gladius had taken. Seeing that she had just rushed off, he felt she would know where to find food. Nuts and berries became a dull meal after a while, for one thing. Hanso ignored, as much as he could, the activity around him as he walked. Once or twice, he had to take a detour around a larger group of thieves.

After finding and eating a meal, which was a bit difficult for him, Hanso found an empty treehouse near the Decreement. He put his bracer away in the bottom of his pack, alongside his emblem, and settled down to sleep, using the pack as a pillow.
That was when he thought of something. What if Roswell's brother was extracted alive, but harmed? Would it hurt to have a healer on standby? Or would medical attention at the forest's edge be too close to the action? And, where would Roswell's brother and the other thieves be teleported to? Back to this village, if they have any sense. So, no healer near the action, then. Except for him, anyways. Hanso could remember what he'd learned, if it worked, through Demas' machine.
He fell asleep while thinking on the subject...
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Zane watched as the group departed, going their separate ways, some off to find a place to sleep, while others perhaps a bite to eat. Zane was weary of the day's events, so he decided to go sleep as well. Zane walked along the wooden railways, peering inside the treehouses, finding some with sleeping Pokemon and others with Pokemon awake and conversing with each other. Zane wondered how the sleeping ones were able to get any rest with all of the ruckus that went on outside. Dancing Pokemon went passed him merrily, some occasionally glancing back at him. Their expressions were mostly intrigue, but some were with disgust. They knew, one way or another, whether by his golden appearance or the emblem he now proudly wore, he was an outsider.

Zane turned the corner to see another treehouse and when he peered in, he saw hardly anyone inside. Deciding this would be his destination, Zane walked in and found a spot at the corner of the room, laying down and using bag as a pillow. Surprisingly, the thick wood of the treehouse nullified a lot of the outside sound. It was as if he was in a tranquil environment. It was almost nice. He laid his head down, and close his eyes. He remembered the events of the day: The path to the forest, the meeting of Roswell, the journey inside, the battle, and eventually, the formation of the plan. He hoped the repetition of these events in his mind would tire him into going to sleep. And sleep eventually came for him...

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"We can't hold the position." A voice rang through the air. Zane tried to open his eyes, but all that could be seen was blurred vision. He could make out a few figures in front of him, but couldn't see their faces. However, the blurred vision died down, and the faces were becoming more vivid, but still unclear.

"The eastern area is taken. If they move any further, we'll be trapped. The more we push forward, the more surrounded we get." The same voice spoke. Zane could still not make out who it was, but instead listened.

"Divert the rest of the armies to our rear. Tell them to hold on and keep the path back open as long as we can, Dragonheart." A second voice said.

Dragonheart? Zane felt like he heard the name before. His vision cleared a bit more, showing one larger Pokemon standing next to two smaller ones. They appeared to be in a wrecked room, on the verge of collapsing.

"It will be done, Kaiser." The first voice said to the second.

Kaiser? Dragonheart? Zane was sure now. These were Gold Tribe titles, titles of the tribesmen of old, from many decades earlier. The vision came into focus, and before him were three Pokemon: a Zangoose, a Salamence, and a Roserade. Zane immediately identified the Roserade as the same one he had seen in a dream the previous day. The Zangoose was the same one who appeared the the dream before that. He was certain of this. He wasn't sure how, but he was certain.

"If this doesn't work, all this will be for nothing." The Roserade said.

"Have some faith, Burstborn." The Zangoose known as 'Kaiser' replied. "It has to work. Go check on our route, make sure the Ancients aren't onto us." The Roserade known as 'Burstborn' nodded, and left the area, leaving Kaiser standing alone in the crumbling room. He sighed, and held something up in his hand, something that shined brightly, but because of the reflection of the sun seen through he cracks of the building, Zane couldn't tell what it was.

"So much death over so small a thing..."

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Zane awoke, breathing heavily over the intense and vivid dream he had just had. In fact, it felt more like a vision than a dream. Zane lifted his head up from his bag which acted as a pillow, and took in the surroundings around him. The room had overnight filled with sleeping Pokemon, thieves of all kind, almost a dozen spread out lying all over the room. Zane silently gathered up all his belongings and headed outside quietly, trying his best not to wake anyone. The outside sun shone brightly through the cracks of the tall trees. His eyes adjusted to the sight of the village. It was unusually quiet and peaceful, almost nobody outside. Zane assumed the late night of partying had left them all tired. But Zane had to see off his brothers and sisters on a mission, and he didn't want to be late for it, even if he wouldn't be participating in it.

Zane walked through the railways over to the familiar building of the Decreement. In front of it, some of his brothers and sisters had already started gathering. Dark Lightning and Hoodhide were already present. Zane acknowledged them with a slight bow of the head, to which they did the same.

"Sleep alright, brother?" Zane asked Dark Lightning.

"Quite well, surprisingly, considering where I slept. Had an interesting dream." He replied. Zane raised an eyebrow.

"Really? So did I. What was it about?" Zane asked, curious.

"I dreamed I was a young lad just joined into the Gold Tribe again. Back with my friend Rodrick. We were such rascals back in the day, I tell you. Always getting into trouble." Dark Lightning chuckled. "It was pleasant to see his face again, even in sleep." He sighed. "What about yours?"

"I-" Zane began, before he was interrupted by the scream of another. "Oi, brothers!" a voice cried out. Zane turned to see Lyn approaching them. "Looks likes you're here already! I tell you, these thieves may be at ends with us, but they sure do know how to have fun! Interesting night, huh?" She asked as she approached them. Zane lowered his head, deep in thought on the dream still vivid in his mind.

"Yea...interesting."
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The Salamence stood alone in the middle of the 'street' for a while. He figured he was up way too early, just as it usually happened. Nothing was going on in his mind right then, he would just scratch the ground, thinking of what was to come today. Thankfully, he had not anything to worry about; just squish some ancients when the time was right. That's how he thought of Defender's trap, although he knew it was more complex than that.

A massive growling sound from his belly snapped him out of his thoughts. He realized he had not eaten for a while. Berries will do, for now, he thought, as he was unable to hunt anything. He took a look around the trees and found some oran berries hanging down from a small one close by. Ragnaros headed over there and shook the tree with his head, almost making it fall down; all its berries fell on the ground and he started picking them up, eating them.

'Bet they didn't have any meat around here..'

He murmoured, disappointed from the berries. Now the sun was shining brightly through the leaves of the moving trees, with Ragnaros walking under them towards the Decreement. He was not sure how he had found his way there, but he didn't think of it much either. Some of the others were standing outside the giant treehouse, including Vigil; he paced over to them.

'Beautiful day, isn't it?'

He said sarcastically as he laid down with his head on the ground, observing the surrounding treehouses.
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Penance awoke the next day as the light hit his eyelids. During the night other thieves had come into the house and all were slumbering on the floor. He sighed and got up and stayed as quiet as he could as he got his pack and walked out of the house. The grass crunched underneath his feet as he walked to where they were meeting and saw that Lyn, Hoodhide, Vigil, Dark Lightening, and Bloodthrister were there. He walked up and dropped his pack as he looked over everyone. "Lyn, Hoodhide, I need to talk to you two, over here." He said as he led the way to some nearby trees. He waited until the two came and nodded, "Right, first, I'm being trampled by some ancients, who do you focus on?" He would wait for their answers and asked another questions, "Dark Lightening has just been stabbed by an ancient as is soon going to die, who do you focus on?" He looked at them and waited for their answers once more. He truly needed to know that they understood what was important.

It wasn't him, or any of the others. It was the brother first and foremost. Saying that you would do something was one thing, actually committing yourself to the idea and making sure that you followed through was another. Hopefully this exercise would help them remember what to do on the battlefield. What was important to the mission. It would be hard for them to resist helping the others, but they needed to do so.
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As the Gold Tribe waited for the rest of the group to gather in front of the Decreement, Defender spoke up.

"Lyn, Hoodhide, I need to talk to you two, over here." Hoodhide and Lyn exchanged glances, and then walked over to the spot Defender motioned to. Zane watched as the three walked over there, unable to hear what they were talking about, but assuming he was making sure they understood the entire plan, or perhaps were going over another portion of it. Zane couldn't be sure.

Defender nodded as he began speaking. "Right, first, I'm being trampled by some ancients, who do you focus on?"

"Thebrother" Hoodehide chirped. Lyn responded with a nod after Hoodhide.

"Dark Lightening has just been stabbed by an ancient and is soon going to die, who do you focus on?"

"Uh...the-bro?" Hoodhide answered again.

"Brother..." Lyn began, walking over to him and putting a hand on his shoulder. "...you need to calm down. We've been over the entire plan. We know what we have to do. We get it. We've all been in plenty of dangerous missions before. Maybe one not quite like this, but we know what's at stake. There's no way we won't succeed. You need to calm down. Just take a breath. Everything's gonna work out. Trust me!" She said, ending with giving Defender a reassuring smile.

A moment later, Calamity walked over to where Zane, Ragnaros, and Dark Lightning stood, the rest were sure to soon follow.
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Hanso awoke with a start. Weird nightmare, he thought, pushing himself into a sitting position. Some of the details were slipping from his mind, but he recalled that there were a frenzied Marowak and a maniacal Cacturne who were both chasing him to his death for something he'd done. Doesn't mean anything, does it? Looking up, Hanso saw that the treehouse had acquired several more residents. Sunlight was shining through the entrance, and he could hear distant talking.

He stood up and grabbed his pack before stepping around the sleeping thieves, making his way out the door. After waiting a few seconds for his eyes to adjust, Hanso turned and walked toward the Decreement. It was a few minutes before he joined the other Gold Tribe members, moments after Calamity.
More of his nightmare had slipped from his memory, but it was enough to make him think. Hanso had heard of some Psychic Pokemon seeing into the future, sometimes as a side-effect to knowing how to use Future Sight in a battle. Personally, he had never seen the future, so his nightmare was probably just that. Still, if the Gold Tribe had never come to the forest and planned out this ambush, Hanso doubted he would've had a nightmare about it.

It might be nothing, he thought, putting his pack down before opening it. As he pulled out his bracer and put it on his arm, his thoughts wandered back to the previous night. I hope I won't need to use it as an emergency today. Not to mention that Hanso hadn't had a chance to try a Heal Pulse after going through Demas' machine.
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Penance sighed at Lyn tried to reassure him. "I know Lyn. I know perfectly well that you two know the plan, that you will carry it on. But... even the best laid plans often go awry." He sighed, "It will go wrong, has to. Know that now, but you both must adapt to any situation as well. Be prepared for anything. In essence, even have a plan ready when mudkips start to rain down from the clouds." He said with a hint of smile. "Now... if you prepare for that... you're ready for anything."

He walked back to the others, "Alright, as soon as everyone arrives, we'll head out. Remember what I told you all. The most important thing to do now is to think on your feet, just like in battle. Things will always change, if a part of the plan doesn't go down correctly, adapt, quickly. Our prime mission is safety of the brother, and the secondary mission is to get the prisoners out. Once that is done, we focus on the Sentinel and from there on do whatever you want. It'll just be another battle. Just like we have done before." He frowned, "Now, from that point on, we keep the Sentinel as far away from the forest as possible. Just focus on that in the battle and we'll be good."

He looked around, "Now apart from that, do your best, and we'll be good." He nodded, "Alright, that's all I have to say."
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"I know Lyn. I know perfectly well that you two know the plan, that you will carry it on. But... even the best laid plans often go awry." He sighed, "It will go wrong, has to. Know that now, but you both must adapt to any situation as well. Be prepared for anything. In essence, even have a plan ready when mudkips start to rain down from the clouds." He said with a hint of smile. Lyn and Hoodhide smiled as well. "Now... if you prepare for that... you're ready for anything."

Lyn nodded her head. "We'll be ready, brother." She said, as the three of them walked back to the others. When they approached, Defender gave one more pep talk of the primary and secondary missions, the former being the safety of the brother and the latter the safety of the other prisoners. After that, they keep the Sentinel away from the others, and everything would go well. Zane understood the plan, and wished he could be apart of it, but he knew he had to stay here. As Defender talked, the rest of the Gold Tribe arrived, as well as Noctus.

"Now apart from that, do your best, and we'll be good." He nodded, "Alright, that's all I have to say."

Roswell came out of the Decreement building. He looked over the faces of the Gold Tribe in front of him, giving them a nod of the head. "I thought I'd see you guys out, make sure everything is in order. My scouts have been out at the ambush site all morning. They're not at the site yet, but should be there soon. Good news is, from what they've been able to scout, there seems to be no sign of a Sentinel."

Zane felt a small wave of relief lift from his shoulders at the words. It was a bit more comforting to hear from Roswell that they might not encounter a Sentinel. But it wasn't certain.

"If there's nothing else, I'd say its time for you to move out." Roswell concluded.

"Hold on a moment." Zane interrupted, stepping forward. He turned to Roswell. "I want to say something to my brothers and sisters before they go." Roswell crossed his arms and nodded. Zane stepped forward to them.

"Brothers. Sisters. It pains me not to be able to go with you on this one. But I know you're in good hands. You'll see this mission through to the end just like you have with everyone other one you've encountered thus far. Good luck. Stay safe."

"Arceus protect you, brothers and sisters." Sword and Shield chimed in at the end.

Lyn nodded and gave a big grin to Zane, Dryad, and Sword and Shield. "We'll be back before you know it. Don't worry!"

And in a flash of light, they were gone.

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Thieves Forest- Ambush Site

Lyn opened her eyes. The scenery had just changed to the one she had seen the day before, the small path in front of them between the Korhal Mountains and the edge of the Thieves Forest. They appeared just at the edge of the forest, still covered behind trees. Right beside them all around were the thieves the king sent to help with the plan. They were Pokemon that would help in the attacking by executing the plan. Plant and flying types armed with sleep powders and stun spores to confuse the enemies. One of the thieves, a Beedrill, approached the Gold Tribe members.

"Right, the king says you'd be comin'. Ok, here's what's going on. All the traps are set from yesterday. The Ancients should be coming in from the west with the prisoners. We don't know exactly how many, we never got a chance to get a good count, but there seems to be around a hundred or so. But there might be more. No Sentinel spotted.

Lyn beamed and laughed. "Ha! Only a hundred? And no Sentinel? This'll be cake!"

"I don't think it'll be that simple...it's still a hundred, and we have to be on guard if the have reinforcements." Dark Lightning added.

"Right, right...so...who's going to be the bait?" Calamity asked.

"Two of my men will do it." The Beedrill said, pointing his stinger at a Houndour and Poochyena. "They'll cause the Ancients to rush forward and fall into the traps, and then I'll send in my sleep and stun teams. They'll cause even more confusion, which will be your chance to strike and get to the king's bro and the other prisoners. Sounds about right?"

"Seems so." Calamity said softly. "...Now what?"

"Now..." Dark Lightning began, looking to the direction of where he assumed the prisoners would be coming from. "...I assume we wait. Any last information or pointers we should know about, or should we get into position?" He asked Defender.
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Daricka awoke to find that the previously empty room had filled up over the night, and now thieves lay sleeping on the floor. First checking to make sure nothing was missing from it, she gathered up her pack and weaved through the bodies strewn out all over the floor, careful not to wake anyone as she made her way to the door.

Most of the others had already arrived by the time she got to the Decreement, so Daricka sat down to wait, once more using Calm Mind to prepare herself for the fight ahead. She opened her eyes when Roswell walked out of the building and nodded to them. "I thought I'd see you guys out, make sure everything is in order. My scouts have been out at the ambush site all morning. They're not at the site yet, but should be there soon. Good news is, from what they've been able to scout, there seems to be no sign of a Sentinel," the Lucario said.

The news that there didn't seem to be a Sentinel both relieved and bothered Daricka. It would make their job much easier, but it also meant they wouldn't be able to use this chance to get another one of the Silver Tribe out of the way. Still, there was no way of guaranteeing that a Sentinel wouldn't show up later in the fight, and it was probably for the better that one didn't.

"If there's nothing else, I'd say its time for you to move out," Roswell concluded.

"Hold on a moment," Vigil interrupted, stepping forward. "I want to say something to my brothers and sisters before they go." Roswell crossed his arms and nodded, and Vigil turned to them. "Brothers. Sisters. It pains me not to be able to go with you on this one. But I know you're in good hands. You'll see this mission through to the end just like you have with everyone other one you've encountered thus far. Good luck. Stay safe."

"Arceus protect you, brothers and sisters," Sword and Shield chimed in.

"We'll be back before you know it. Don't worry!" Guardia grinned, before those of them going were teleported to the ambush site.

When Daricka next opened her eyes, she recognized the place they had been the day before, where the ambush would be taking place. A Beedrill broke off from the rest of the thieves preparing themselves and spoke to them. "Right, the king says you'd be comin'. Ok, here's what's going on. All the traps are set from yesterday. The Ancients should be coming in from the west with the prisoners. We don't know exactly how many, we never got a chance to get a good count, but there seems to be around a hundred or so. But there might be more. No Sentinel spotted."

"Ha! Only a hundred? And no Sentinel? This'll be cake!" Guardia laughed.

"I don't think it'll be that simple...it's still a hundred, and we have to be on guard if the have reinforcements," Dark Lightning added.

"Right, right...so...who's going to be the bait?" Calamity asked.

"Two of my men will do it," The Beedrill said, pointing his stinger at a Houndour and Poochyena. "They'll cause the Ancients to rush forward and fall into the traps, and then I'll send in my sleep and stun teams. They'll cause even more confusion, which will be your chance to strike and get to the king's bro and the other prisoners. Sounds about right?"

"Seems so," Calamity said softly. "...Now what?"

"Now..." Dark Lightning began, "...I assume we wait. Any last information or pointers we should know about, or should we get into position?"

Daricka gazed around, her expression hard. Defender was right; a lot could go wrong with this plan of his. But it was all they had to work with, so it would have to do.
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Penance did feel slightly relieved at the mention of there being no Sentinel, but he still had to keep on guard! There was no telling if it was a trap or not. The Sentinel could easily be hiding. Vigil gave them a farewell and then... they were gone. Penance watched as they appeared in the ambush site and a Beedrill quickly informed them of the situation. As soon as everyone feel silent and the others were waiting for him to speak, he did so.

"First, Guardia this will not be easy. Stay on a cautious mind, everyone. There is going to be some kind of trick the ancients are going to pull on us. This is a high profile prisoner, they wouldn't just have basic ancients guarding the prisoners. There could easily be a Sentinel hiding somewhere, or even the ancients could be trained. They... could be ditto." He frowned, "It would be hard to pull off, but that possibility does come to mind. Now, there is something else that can help."

He walked to the Poochyena and eyed him for a bit before and then looked over the Houndour. "Right, you two are no doubt fast. Once those ancients make a bee line for you, run as fast as you can. Oh! There can also be Aerodactyl in the skies, be prepared for that as well, so get in the trees as fast as possible." He stood up and nodded, "A tactic they could have is keeping an Aerodactyl with a Sentinel on it on standby. I remember during my past we had a plan where a Mincinno rode around on a Pidgey to get to high places. If we thought of it, the Sentinel could think of it as well. Every so often, have some of the birds scan the skies, they could be hiding in the clouds. They could use the elevation to use long range attacks on us, and we wouldn't be able to hit him or her." He cocked his head, "Apart from that, that would be all I can think of. Everyone stay safe, and be ready to retreat into the trees just in case there is a Sentinel in the clouds. Got that?"

He sighed, "Apart from that, everyone get in position. We need to start off as good as possible and have as much of an advantage as we can." He moved back into the trees and found a good spot to lean against, "Be ready for anything." He reminded them as he fell silent and just watched the area.
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Speculum smirked a bit at the mention of ditto. "I guess it technically is possible, but don't forget you have me around too!" He mentioned. Defender continued to give his final preparations to everyone. As soon as everyone understood, they got into their positions, ready to begin. For a while, everything was silent. Lyn wasn't sure how much time passed by. It felt like hours to her, but then she often felt anything felt like quite a long time, often due to her impatience. She just wanted it to start already, but didn't risk moping around about it on the off chance that they could appear at anytime. Lyn took a look at her brother and sisters, seeing how they held up on all this. For the most part, they all looked as calm as ever. Lyn didn't know how they did it. Whether by rouse or in seriousness, they were the essence of calm, except perhaps Hoodhide, but that was probably his normal jittery self. Lyn always had that problem as a Gold Tribe member. She had the strength and skill involved to be one, but never the cunning or patience. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why her father "Rey" didn't want her to be the leader of the tribe. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how unfit she would have been if she were to take over.

"Hey!" Calamity whispered to the others in the trees among them. Lyn snapped to, and looked at him, to see him gesturing to the west. There they were, a group of Ancients marching forward. It looked like a standard formation. Heavy hitters like Armaldos, Bastiodons, and Rampardoses in front. Other standard Ancients like Kabutops, Omastar, and Cradily behind them. Archeops and Aerodactyl flew above, but very minimal. Their totals number more than they originally anticipated, though. There might have been closer to 200 of them than the original 100 they thought of. However, like the King said before, no Sentinel in sight. Lyn reminded herself to watch for any Sentinels that might be on top of any of the flying Ancients as per Defender's advice, but once again, she saw none. She sighed in relief and continued examining the troop. Right in the center of the marching Ancients were another set of heavier Ancients, all tough-looking and evolved, and in the center of them were Pokemon with sacks around their heads and the top halves of their bodies, probably intended to conceal where they were marched to. However, from the bottom halves of their bodies, Lyn could make out what type of Pokemon they were: There was a Typhlosion, a Sneasel or a Weavile, (Lyn was unsure), a Scizor, a Shiftry, and...a Lucario!

"Look!" She whispered loudly to the others, trying to get their attention on the prisoners. "There's the brother with the other prisoners. They're here."

That seemed to be all the cue to the two 'baits'. The thief Beedrill motioned to them, and they headed out to the open area. Lyn's heart seemed to race. It was all finally about to initiate. She earnestly hoped everything would work out. She gave a look to Defender. This was all his plan. Although he was young, about the same age as she was, in fact, he had made a pretty brilliant strategy here.

The two scouts arrived in the open field, and the Ancients had apparently begun noticing them. They began saying taunts out to them. Lyn could pick up a few of them, as they were yelling them from across the canyon.

"Hey, ye' mindless cowards!" Poochyena yelled. "Why don't you go back into your caves and get the hell offa our lands!"

"Yea! Yer all supposed to be dead! Go back to being dead!"

In truth, Lyn was certain she never heard worse insults shouted in her life, but she decided not to pay it much mind. After all, the Ancients, mindless as they were, wouldn't pay it any mind either. Finally noticing that they were apparently something that required attention, a batch of ancients began marching forward in front of the others. The two continued to fling insults, and the Ancients sent more troops forward, until a good bulk of the troops charged forward, not intimidated and intent on killing the two of them. And then...

The first Ancient fell into one of the ditches of water dug up. The others, not noticing what happened, kept charging, until more were falling into the large holes of water and spikes at lay down there. Some were taken out upon impact. Some were struggling to get out of the water which many were weak against. At the site of this, some more Ancients ran forward in an attempt to help their comrades. At this, the Beedrill gave the signal for the flying and grass types to come out. They began flying over the battlefield, and dumping set after set of Sleep Powders and Stun Spores on the Ancients. Many were falling to their effects immediately. Some tried to resist, but succumbed to it after a bit. It had worked so efficiently that the Ancient troops that marched so uniformly a bit earlier looked like a bunch of fools out there. It was complete chaos. Lyn was pretty shocked at how well it had actually all worked thus far. Of course, not all of the Ancients were knocked out by the effects of the powders. They got into position around the prisoners, and prepared, although most were still trying to get a grip on what exactly was happening, as it was all going on much faster than they were prepared for. The Beedrill looked back at the Gold Tribe.

"Well, we did all we can. Now it's yer turn. Seems like you'll have to fight your way through, but they seem pretty confused, so nows yer chance! Go you golden b*stards!"

Lyn didn't have to be told twice. Neither did the others. Calamity, Dark Lightning, Speculum, Hoodhide, and Guardia all sprang from their spots and charged forward, with one main objective on their minds: The brother.
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The sounds of the birds chirping from the trees the Gold Tribe was hiding into was contrasting their tension. Ragnaros, who was fed up with waiting, was poking holes in the ground with his massive feet. Defender was giving advice again, but the Salamence was profoundly ignoring him; all this talk had tired his mind. Things were much simpler, according to him: the ancients fell in the traps they had set, then they would teleport the hostages out. And then, a showdown of blood and rocks being launched in any direction would ensure their victory. That's what Ragnaros wanted; however, his newfound patience made him stay silent, with his eyes fixed on Penance the Defender, who was finishing his speech, at last.

"Apart from that, everyone get in position. We need to start off as good as possible and have as much of an advantage as we can."

The Salamence walked slowly behind the trees, careful not to destroy any bushes in his wake. His role was semi-crucial on this ambush; if things got out of hand with the operation, he would have to inform the thieves to help them. But he wasn't so much into that. He chose a grassy area behind the trees that were not so dense, providing him a neat sight of the plains the traps were set on. If everything went according to plan, he would spread his wings, leaving the ground and launch an aerial assault on the ancients. The thought alone made him shake his long head in anticipation, perking up his pointy scales. Steam blew out of his nose in front of him, burning the grass without him even noticing it. He was looking at his bloodied feet, the same feet that had ignited with the sacred flame of the dragons to take so many lives. He grinned, slightly, thinking he regretted nothing and that he would gladly fall onto the ancients from above, not caring about how many enemies he would have to deal with. The spirit of the Gold Tribe inspired him, certainly different than the others, in a way to arouse his bloodlust. That's why he had taken the title 'Bloodthirster' anyway.

Voices were heard from the plains - the thief-baits were taunting the Ancients. Bloodthirster moved his head to the left to see the ancients. They were more than they were expecting, but the sight of them made his grin even bigger. More skulls to crush, he thought, more bones to rip apart.

On a second thought, he wondered how the Ancients could be so stupid that they listened to the thieves taunting them. Then again, mindless, useless zombies, Bloodthirster considered them. They fell right into the Gold Tribe's traps. Their comrades ran to help those who had fallen in there; the next moment, the flying force of the thieves was launched above the ancients, spreading the sleep powder. The ambush was well organized, and despite Bloodthirster's thoughts of annihilation that were distracting him so, he admired Defender's planning skills and wondered where the Golduck had learned so much about tactics. Not even he, who was considered an artisan of war, was unable to come up with something like this.

He readied himself, flapping his wings and roaring slightly, but still awaiting patiently for the ambush to unfold. The next moments were crucial.
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Penance waited silently as time slowly ticked by. He could see some of the others were starting to get anxious. In a way he was too. He just took deep breaths to calm himself down when he heard both Calamity and Guardia whisper to them. He looked over to where they were pointing and nodded. Alright, the prisoners were almost here.... and the ancients as well. With a brief look Penance could see that there were far more ancients than had originally been reported, around a good two hundred. Alright... that was one thing that would change now. They would have more thugs to go around to get to the objectives. Hopefully the Ancients would fall for his traps.

Soon enough the two canines went out and thankfully the traps worked just as he had hoped. Ancient after Ancient fell into them and then the birds flew out and scatted the powders around. Penance couldn't believe that his plan was going off without a hitch! It seemed almost too perfect to be true! Soon enough the others were heading off to the prisoners and Penance was about to follow after when suddenly a new realization hit him. He stayed still as he glanced at the prisoners. ....What if they were Sentinels? He knew it was idiotic to think that, but it would be the perfect cover! Cover your face up so you can't be recognized and attack those trying to save you! He had to act fast!

"Check the prisoners first!" He shouted out to his brothers and sisters charging in. "They could be enemies in disguise!" He then ran in, gathering water in his hands and tossing out Water Pulses to some of the Ancients. If those 'prisoners' were the wrong targets, then things would immediately go down the tube!
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Hanso listened as Penance returned to the group and talked some more. Personally, he wondered if the end of this ambush would be the end of the Golduck's worries. Hanso didn't have a problem with going over the plan more than once. He could give it a break, though, stop worrying so much. Then Roswell approached the Gold Tribe and said, "I thought I'd see you guys out, make sure everything is in order. My scouts have been out at the ambush site all morning. They're not at the site yet, but should be there soon. Good news is, from what they've been able to scout, there seems to be no sign of a Sentinel."

Hanso frowned. From what Roswell had told them in the Decreement, the Silver Tribe had wanted to make an example of the Lucario's brother by a public execution. If Auron knew of Roswell and the Thieves' Forest, why risk moving Roswell's brother without an adequate escort, which would ideally include a Sentinel?
Hanso kept this worry to himself, glancing over at Penance. If he'd thought of it, then the ambush-expert would likely think of it, too. He kept quiet as the conversation finished and they teleported to the ambush site.


The first thing Hanso did was to look for his tree from where he stood. As he looked, a Beedrill approached the Gold Tribe.

"Right, the king says you'd be comin'. Ok, here's what's going on. All the traps are set from yesterday. The Ancients should be coming in from the west with the prisoners. We don't know exactly how many, we never got a chance to get a good count, but there seems to be around a hundred or so. But there might be more. No Sentinel spotted.

Lyn beamed and laughed. "Ha! Only a hundred? And no Sentinel? This'll be cake!"

"I don't think it'll be that simple...it's still a hundred, and we have to be on guard if the have reinforcements." Dark Lightning added.

"Right, right...so...who's going to be the bait?" Calamity asked.

"Two of my men will do it." The Beedrill said, pointing his stinger at a Houndour and Poochyena. "They'll cause the Ancients to rush forward and fall into the traps, and then I'll send in my sleep and stun teams. They'll cause even more confusion, which will be your chance to strike and get to the king's bro and the other prisoners. Sounds about right?"

"Seems so." Calamity said softly. "...Now what?"

"Now..." Dark Lightning began, looking to the direction of where he assumed the prisoners would be coming from. "...I assume we wait. Any last information or pointers we should know about, or should we get into position?"

Penance spoke again. "First, Guardia this will not be easy. Stay on a cautious mind, everyone. There is going to be some kind of trick the ancients are going to pull on us. This is a high profile prisoner, they wouldn't just have basic ancients guarding the prisoners. There could easily be a Sentinel hiding somewhere, or even the ancients could be trained. They... could be ditto." He frowned, "It would be hard to pull off, but that possibility does come to mind. Now, there is something else that can help."

Knew he would think of that, Hanso thought, grinning slightly. Penance was done speaking by the time he'd found his tree. It was further down the forest's edge; Hanso teleported to the hidden branch he'd found before. Good thing that no one else seems to have found this. He settled down for the wait.

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A while later, the Ancients and their prisoners were spotted. Even at a distance, Hanso could tell what the prisoners were from their bottom halves: a Typhlosion, a Sneasel or a Weavile, a Scizor, a Shiftry, and a Lucario. Hanso wasn't sure if the Sneasel/Weavile had two claws on each foot or three; that would be the telling difference.
As the ambush began to unfold, Hanso reviewed his own part: if Roswell's brother died, he would have to get back to the village and warn Zane, Gladius, and Dryad, in case Roswell (or someone else, for that matter) did try to kill them. Watching the Ancients fall for the taunts and traps, Hanso cocked his head. Did they ever fall for taunts in this manner before?

Moments after some of the Gold Tribe members began charging, Hanso heard Defender shout, "Check the prisoners first! They could be enemies in disguise!"
Alarmed, Hanso reviewed the Sentinels he knew of. Berserker and Noxious were both dead. There were Ignitus, a Flareon; Frostbite, a Froslass; Sentry, a Scizor; The Inferno, a Typhlosion; Deluge, a Castform; and Scar, a Mienshao. Among the prisoners were a Typhlosion and a Scizor, if he wasn't mistaken.

Another time to ignore some privacy. Hanso quickly sent out a telepathic message to Defender that said, "Two possible Sentinels are the Typhlosion and the Scizor." Hanso couldn't do anything else until Roswell's brother was teleported out.
Suddenly, he wasn't sure if his message to Defender would help or if it would distract or surprise him. He didn't know enough to know if the Golduck was okay with telepathy in battle. Looking back out at the field, Hanso wondered, Wait, when are the teleporters supposed to go in?
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"First, Guardia this will not be easy." Daricka listened intently as Defender started speaking, everyone falling silent to hear what he had to say. "Stay on a cautious mind, everyone. There is going to be some kind of trick the ancients are going to pull on us. This is a high profile prisoner, they wouldn't just have basic ancients guarding the prisoners. There could easily be a Sentinel hiding somewhere, or even the ancients could be trained. They... could be ditto. It would be hard to pull off, but that possibility does come to mind." Daricka hadn't thought of that, but now that he mentioned it, it was a possibility, and could be troublesome.

"I guess it technically is possible, but don't forget you have me around too!" Speculum mentioned.

"Now, there is something else that can help." The Golduck eyed the Poochyena and Houndour that would serve as decoys. "Right, you two are no doubt fast. Once those ancients make a bee line for you, run as fast as you can. Oh! There can also be Aerodactyl in the skies, be prepared for that as well, so get in the trees as fast as possible. A tactic they could have is keeping an Aerodactyl with a Sentinel on it on standby. I remember during my past we had a plan where a Mincinno rode around on a Pidgey to get to high places. If we thought of it, the Sentinel could think of it as well. Every so often, have some of the birds scan the skies, they could be hiding in the clouds. They could use the elevation to use long range attacks on us, and we wouldn't be able to hit him or her." Daricka made a note of that in her mind - she wouldn't want to be caught off guard by a Sentinel. "Apart from that, that would be all I can think of. Everyone stay safe, and be ready to retreat into the trees just in case there is a Sentinel in the clouds. Got that? Apart from that, everyone get in position. We need to start off as good as possible and have as much of an advantage as we can."

Daricka nodded and tensed her legs before springing onto a tree branch above her. She nimbly made her way a bit further up the tree until she found a spot where the leaf-cover was thickest. Pulling a branch down slightly allowed her to see the site where the holes were hidden and she watched the area beyond it with narrowed eyes.

"Hey!" Calamity whispered to the others in the surrounding trees, and Darikca immediately snapped her head in the direction he was gesturing and spotted the prisoner escort. She scanned the marching ancients until her eyes landed on the Pokemon right at their center. With the sacks covering the upper parts of their bodies, they were no doubt the prisoners the Gold Tribe was here to rescue.

"Look!" Guardia whispered loudly. "There's the brother with the other prisoners. They're here." As the Poochyena and Houndour left the shelter of the trees, every muscle in Daricka's body tensed as she waited for the moment to attack.

"Hey, ye' mindless cowards!" the Poochyena taunted. "Why don't you go back into your caves and get the hell offa our lands!"

"Yea! Yer all supposed to be dead! Go back to being dead!" the Houndour joined in with a shout.

Dull as they were, it took sometime for the Ancients to notice the two thieves, and when they did they started marching toward the two. Once the charging ancients had tumbled into the pit traps, the Beedrill sent out the flying and grass-types to dump the Sleep Powder and Stun Spore. In the chaos that ensued, the Ancients that had not succumbed to the traps formed a barrier around the prisoners.

"Well, we did all we can. Now it's yer turn. Seems like you'll have to fight your way through, but they seem pretty confused, so nows yer chance! Go you golden b*stards!" the Beedrill called to the Gold Tribe.

"Check the prisoners first! They could be enemies in disguise!" As Daricka sprung from her hiding spot, one of her ears twitched back to catch what Defender was saying. A small frown crossed her face. If that was the case and there were enemies hiding among the prisoners, she doubted that the king of thieves would thank the Gold Tribe for bringing them into his domain. And what if one of the prisoners was a Sentinel? The more she thought about, the more likely it seemed, and before long she found herself trying to remember the Sentinels she knew of.

Unfortunately, there wasn't really all that much time for her to think about it as she turned her focus to first getting to the prisoners and firing off a series of Focus Blasts at the Ancients. At least if there did turn out to be enemies among the prisoners she would be prepared.
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Dark Lightning galloped forward with a Wild Charge at two Bastiodon in front of him. The two Ancients faltered, and then fell to the ground. Lyn, who was behind Dark Lightning, sprung forward, matching claws with a Kabutops for a brief moment, but quickly overpowered him. She sprang forward at and alarming speed and rammed right into a huge Armaldo with a tackle, and surprisingly brought it down. Dark Lightning smirked in surprise. She may be young, but she was talented. Hoodhide came in from behind, attacking a Omastar with a Dragon Fang. The Ancient cried out in pain, but still stood, only to be finished off by Calamity with a Night Slash. Lyn smiled at the teamwork they put in, seeing from all sides how the Gold Tribe advanced closer into the circle where the brother was, as well as the other prisoners. Lyn was then surrounded by another group of mixed Ancients, shooing the rest of the Gold Tribe forward while she held these off. Dark Lightning and Hoodhide both sprang with an array of attacks at the Ancients in the front. Calamity got held behind covering any missed targets, but so far, everything was going according to plan.

But then Lyn heard from behind Defender yell something at them. "Check the prisoners first!" He shouted out to his brothers and sisters charging in. "They could be enemies in disguise!"

Lyn looked back at Defender in a bit of confusion, before processing his words and looking back forward where the other two were.

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Thieves Forest- Thieves Village

Zane nervously paced back and forth inside the Decreement in front of Roswell, who sat comfortably on his chair, watching him. Gladius and Dryad were also both there, standing and waiting for any news on the others.

"You know..." Roswell began, clearly annoyed by Zane's pacing, "...they're not going to come back any faster if you keep pacing like that. Just relax. I'm sure everything will be fine."

"You wouldn't understand." Zane said to him with a dirty look, before continuing pacing. "These aren't just my soldiers. They're my brothers and sisters. Friends. We have all sworn the same oath. We're connected in that way, a way you wouldn't understand."

Roswell rolled his eyes in response. "Yea, yea. I know all about your nonsense. It's all a bunch of bullsh*t to me." He shook his head. "You Gold Tribe. You're all the same. Pompous and arrogant."

Zane turned angrily at Roswell. "We have made it our duty to defend and protect the Alpha Alliance! Every day, we lay down our lives for the Pokemon who live there!"

Roswell stood up, matching Zane's angered expression. "You're not the only one." He said. Zane stared at him, confused. "I was once apart of the Gold Tribe too." Zane's expression grew wide, as he was unable to mask his shock, no matter how he tried. "Yea, that's right. I used to be all 'brother and sister' just like the rest of you. It was a long time ago, many, many years ago. I was an up-and-coming Gold Tribe member straight out of the Heroes Alliance School. I thought I would grow up to be just as noble and true as the rest of them from the stories. But they never teach you the ugly side of it all. I once had a friend, a friend who got on the bad side of the law a few times. Nothing serious. Just enough to get by. He got mixed up with some serious things one day. He didn't do anything bad. He just gathered info for a thief, a pretty notorious one. He was bad stuff. Murder, harm, all of that. But not my friend. He was a good egg. He just wanted to make it by." Roswell sighed, and started pacing a bit as he continued. "One day, I was sent on a mission with a few of my brothers to take down their operation. We went in, they resisted. Most of them were too prideful to surrender to Gold Tribe. We had to kill them, but it didn't stop there. My group leader ordered us to kill everyone there. He said they were all threats to the peace of the Alpha Alliance. My friend was among them...I had to watch as my so-called brothers and sisters slaughtered Pokemon just because they carried the label as a 'thief' of the Thieves Forest, no matter what their crime may or may not have been..."

Roswell turned to Zane, who remained silent throughout the story. He looked down in shame. "I left the Gold Tribe after that. Went to the Thieves Forest to become one of them. I promised I would do everything I could to protect them from anyone on the outside. Always." Roswell buried his hands in his face.

"I...I'm sorry, Roswell. I never knew about any of that." He said, unable to bring himself to say anything else. Roswell removed his hands from his face and turned to Zane. To Zane's surprise, Roswell was smiling.

But it wasn't a normal smile. It was highly irregular, to be put plainly. It made a shiver crawl down Zane's spine.

"Do you remember what I first told you when you first came into the Thieves Forest, Zane?" Roswell said with the same smile on his face.

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Thieves Forest-Ambush Site

"Watch out, brothers! They could be Sentinels in disguise!" Lyn shouted at Dark Lightning and Hoodhide. But they were too far ahead in the chaos to hear here outright. Lyn continued fighting forward in an effort to get close enough for them to hear. Dark Lightning strode forward, knocking back a Cradily separating the prisoners and themselves. Hoodehide used a Dragon Dance to gain momentum and ferocity, and unleashed a High Jump Kick on a Kabutops. Dark Lightning then made an opening with a Wild Charge. Just before they approached the prisoners, Hoodhide could hear yelling coming from behind. He turned to see Guardia yelling something, and as he made it out, he turned around to see Dark Lightning reach the prisoners, and turned to talk to the Lucario.

"You are Roswell's brother, correct? We're here to rescue you." He said, removing the cloak off of the Lucario. But just as he grabbed for it, the figure of the Lucario just vanished in a puff of smoke.



Dark Lightning stared blankly in confusion for a moment as the brother seemed to vanish right in front of him. He then slowly began to understand his position, and turned to the other prisoners. The Weavile, Scizor and Shiftry seemed to be gone as well, but the other one remained. Slowly, the Typhlosion removed his sack over his head, revealing a set of scars traveling across his black and yellow fur up to his head. He had an ice cold look across his face, as if he knew he wasn't one to be crossed, and for good reason. Dark Lightning's eyes grew wide at the realization of who it was. Many years ago, when he was a member of the Gold Tribe, known as "FireStorm", and was renown as a Pokemon with intense raw power. When he came back as a member of the Sentinels, that reputation only increased, the Typhlosion becoming increasingly known as the most destructive Pokemon in all of Valkaria.

Allen "The Inferno" Fury.

The Inferno lifted his arms and, before Dark Lightning could react in any way, bombarded Dark Lightning with a devastating Fire Blast. The flames surrounded the area, and were propelled at the Zebstricka all at once, an intense wave of destruction engulfing him and flinging him across the plains. The entire surrounding area was scarred with ash and flame as The Inferno released another powerful Flamethrower at Hoodhide.

The two Gold Tribe members hit the ground relatively at the same time. Dark Lightning struggled to get up, gravely injured. Hoodhide didn't move at all.

Lyn opened her eyes in shock, trying to get a grasp at what had just happened. But it wasn't done yet. At the same time as the two had fallen, the ground erupted with what appeared to be earthquakes, only to see the ground opening in certain areas, forming holes in all corners of the pass. From the holes, Ancients starting pouring from all around. The pass slowly began to get covered with them from all sides. They were slowly surrounded not just by a escort of Ancient, but by an entire army. Speculum turned back hoping to try to retreat into the forest, only to see "Scar", another Sentinel, blocking the path with another platoon of Ancients. Scar cleaned off his claws, having recently killed the teleporters the thieves brought with them.

Noctus cursed. "What the hell is going on?!" He shouted.

"Can't you guess?" Another voice said to him from the side. Lyn and Noctus turned to see the source of it, only to find another person they didn't wish to see. Drake "Sentry" Nol, yet another Sentinel. "The King of Thieves has delivered the Gold Tribe to us, just as promised. I've wanted to see the last of you hunted down and killed for many years now, and thanks to our deal with him, it seems that the day has finally arrived."

Noctus recalled something the King said to him the day before, when they were preparing the ambush. "I'm depending on you, Noctus. And I'm sorry for this." He opened his eyes wide in realization of what the King had done to him, and to the others on this mission.

Lyn looked all around at what was in front of them. An army of ancients on all sides, and at the helm, three Sentinels. There was no way they would be able to get out of this one. There were too many, even for them to get out of. Was this it? Was this the end of them as they knew it? Lyn pondered that their only chance of escape now was with TrueStriker and his teleport, but they could only get out if they were all positioned together, and they were all across the battlefield. But could she really ask Bloodthirster and TrueStriker to abandon their hiding positions just to save them, and risk them all getting killed? Or should she keep their spots hidden, and let at least those two escape, leaving the rest of them to die here? She didn't know, and she ran out of time to think.

"Attack." The Inferno commanded, and all at once, the Ancients screamed, and attacked.

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Thieves Forest- The Decreement

"I told you that you had to remember something when you were here: Not everything is as it always appears." Roswell said to Zane.
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The battle was unfolding in front of Bloodthirster's eyes. The Gold Tribe progressed towards the prisoners. He could not clearly see what was happening with the prisoners, so he moved from his position. He suddenly had a bad hunch about this; it was way too easy. Bloodthirster stared at Dark Lightning who removed the sack the prisoner whose bottom looked like a Lucario wore. But the next moment, every prisoner disappeared, except the Typhlosion, who removed his own sack and blasted Dark Lightning away with brimming flames. Bloodthirster was apaled when he saw the power of that Pokemon; no wonder he was Inferno, one of the most destructive Pokemon alive. A flamethrower was shot againist Hoodhide, who was sent flying.

Right then, earthquakes shook the ground as it erupted with ancients, an entire army being spawned in the battlefield. Bloodthirster could easily see Sentry and Scar amongst them. He heard Noctus cussing.

"What the hell is going on?!" the Cacturne shouted.

"Can't you guess?"


"The King of Thieves has delivered the Gold Tribe to us, just as promised. I've wanted to see the last of you hunted down and killed for many years now, and thanks to our deal with him, it seems that the day has finally arrived."

The dead silence that followed was unbearable. Bloodthirster always knew it - he was the one to protest againist Roswell, he was the one to always doubt him. He could now not feel sorrow for what had just happened, nor anger. He was feeling nothing, his mind was blank. Would TrueStriker teleport quickly to the Decreement and inform the rest of the Tribe, or would Bloodthirster need to do inform them? He decided that his allies - no, his friends - needed his immediate assistance. TrueStriker was faster than him with his teleport; he hoped the Gallade would be thinking the same right now. Not like it mattered - the ancients could not be fought, even with the help of the Gold Tribe members back in Thieves Village.

Bloodthirster evaluated the situation; the Gold Tribe members were scattered all around the battlefield, with ancients and sentinels surrounding them. He suddenly remembered of the statue of his ancestor, Dragonheart. That Salamence was a truly powerful Pokemon - and all of the dragons in Valkaria were connected with the same blood. Bloodthirster carried the names of all those dragons. A thought crossed his mind, what would Dragonheart do? He took one of the most difficult decisions of his life so far, as he heard the attacking command of Inferno, and the screams of the ancients: he kicked the ground, launching himself in the air, thinking of nothing. His sharp eyes detected the Gold Tribe members from afar; their situation was indeed grim. If I'm going to die helping my... friends, so be it.

The Salamence charged in a silent aerial assault towards the ancients surrounding Hoodhide and Dark Lighting. He took a deep breath, opened his mouth wide and released a powerful hydro pump at the ancients below, blowing them away; he stirred his head while flying towards the Gold Tribe members. The ancients started throwing rocks at him, but he was high enough to avoid them; an Aerodactyl blocked his path, Bloodthirster did a backflip to dodge the hyper beam that was shot againist him. With incredible speed, he bashed onto the Aerodactyl and bit his neck with his thunderous fangs; the ancient was electrocuted to death and suddenly an idea popped into his mind - he impaled the Aerodactyl, unnaffected by the electricity that ran through the bird's body. He released his fangs and shot another stream of water with extreme pressure at Inferno, then stirred it towards the ancients around, hitting alot of them and blowing them back. Water had been spilled all around on the ground; he let the electrocuted Aerodactyl fall directly onto the ancients. Jolts of electricity popped up, stunning a chunkload of ancients and forcing them to back off.

It's not enough, it's not worth fighting them... I must bring the Gold Tribe together!

A brimming blast of fire was shot againist him, the Salamence barely dodging it. He instanly changed direction, taking his eyes from Dark Lightning and Hoodhide and seemingly leaving them to their fates. Bloodthirster was thinking the water and electricity would keep the ancients away from them. As he flew above the sea of raging ancients, he smashed his body againist an attacking Archeops and ripped apart a second one with his claws. After two seconds, he reached Lyn, the closest friend he could find. He dove to the ground, launching another hydro pump at a group of ancients. More took their place soon enough.

In a silent, emotionless state, he landed on the ground next to Lyn, his claws igniting with sacred fire. Looking at it with the edge of his sight, the fire, the symbol of the dragons gave him courage. The image of Dragonheart and the ideals of the Gold Tribe inspired him once again - he was battling again. But what he wanted most now was to save his friends. And to save my friends... I'll take lives.

The ancients that attacked him were thrown away, some impaled and some burned from the intense fire. Bloodthirster was leaving nothing but ruins, rocks and blood as he fought silently. That state did not fit a dragon like him, but he discovered he was able to maintain his calm, and his judgement and reflexes were crystal clear.

The Sentinel Sentry had taken action as well, and the Salamence shot a thick stream of fire againist him, forcing him to back off.
He glanced at Lyn, thinking this was time to go, and not to hone his battling style and skills.

'It's no use fighting them, get on my back and we'll find the rest!'

He did not share his fears about Dark Lightning, who appeared to be dead.

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Penance sighed in relief as Guardia heard him. Good, at least he prevented another disaster that could have happened. The others fought through the Ancient swarm and Penance made sure to only use his Water Pulses. He would save his Water Bombs for when the Sentinel did appear. For now, he would take out as many of the Ancients he could and clear the way for when their opponent did show up. He heard TrueStriker's voice in his head and nodded. Alright, so when they got there they would have to careful around the Scizor and Typhlosion. That.... didn't turn out to be the case. In the blink of an eye the prisoners poofed into dust as the Typhlosion revealed himself and attacked Dark Lightening and Hoodhide with a powerful attack.

Penance stopped right there as the wheels spun in his head. They were copies.... all the time they were copies.... He gave a quick glance around as he spied two more Sentinels. A trap.... his own trap had been turned against him.... He felt his stomach knot up as "Sentry" spoke up. His eyes widened as he quickly sent a telepathic response to TrueStriker.

Truestriker teleport over here, grab Noctus and Wildfire and get them out of here! You hear me!? Teleport to Wildfire, secure her and teleport to Noctus, get him and teleport as far away as you can! As far away you hear me!? Then, run, run as fast you all can!

He quickly connected his mind to "Bloodthirster" as well, they both needed to hear this. "Don't go back to the city! Under no circumstances go back! If they have us captured here, that means that there is a spy in the city! A spy that overheard our plans! The city is probably long since gone. Don't go to Vigil or the others! They are gone as well by now. Go my brothers, get to safety, now!

Penance cut off the conversation as he glanced at the Sentinels as they then gave the message to attack. Penance could feel himself tense up as he instinctively charged up a Water Pulse in each hand, but then he let the Pulses collapse, the water dribbling off his hands onto the ground. Why fight the inevitable? He thought as a small smile slowly formed on his bill. He would save his energy.... he would make a more powerful message instead.

He stood up as the Ancients attacked him. He could feel the Omastar shells hit into him, the Shieldons that bashed into his back, the Kabutops that impaled him with their scythes and drained his energy. Despite all the pain and punishment Penance struggled to stay up, but eventually it became too much.

Fare thee well... the last of the Gold Tribe.... Penance thought as he felt himself drift to sleep.
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Hanso's unspoken question about the teleporters was answered. He dared not move as he heard sounds on the forest floor, notably that of someone going after the teleporters. If he moved, he might reveal his position. At the same time, as he watched the ambush unfold, it all went wrong. The prisoners vanished, leaving the Typhlosion to blast Dark Lightning and Hoodhide. Parts of the plains opened up to reveal countless more Ancients. Seeing Speculum turn back and halt, Hanso moved his head to look down...at Scar and more Ancients.

Noctus cursed. "What the hell is going on?!" He shouted.

"Can't you guess?" Another voice said: Drake "Sentry" Nol, yet another Sentinel. "The King of Thieves has delivered the Gold Tribe to us, just as promised. I've wanted to see the last of you hunted down and killed for many years now, and thanks to our deal with him, it seems that the day has finally arrived."

"I’ve got the perfect ambush job for you." That was what Roswell had said. He must've said that to these Sentinels, Hanso thought angrily. If I move fast enough, maybe I can teleport most everyone ou--

Truestriker teleport over here, grab Noctus and Wildfire and get them out of here! You hear me!? Teleport to Wildfire, secure her and teleport to Noctus, get him and teleport as far away as you can! As far away you hear me!? Then, run, run as fast you all can!
As Hanso pinpointed the locations of Noctus and Wildfire, another message came from Penance: Don't go back to the city! Under no circumstances go back! If they have us captured here, that means that there is a spy in the city! A spy that overheard our plans! The city is probably long since gone. Don't go to Vigil or the others! They are gone as well by now. Go my brothers, get to safety, now!

There and there. Hanso teleported to Wildfire's location; some of the Ancients were too close. He cleared out several of the closest with Psycho Cuts before grabbing Wildfire's arm and teleporting again, now to Noctus. With both Wildfire and Noctus in hand, Hanso teleported to the first place he thought of, where it seemed unlikely for Ancients to be around: the border between Liberty Forest and the Sovereign Rainforest.
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As Hanso dumped his pack, which he'd had all along, on the ground, he said to Wildfire and Noctus, "We're between two forests, don't move. No way I'm listening to Penance and leaving everyone but us three." He then teleported back to the edge of the Thieves' Forest.
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Back in his hidden branch, Hanso looked for the rest of the Gold Tribe from his position. He couldn't see Penance, Hoodhide, or Dark Lightning. Ragnaros was on the ground near Lyn; they could fly out. There were too many Ancients around for Hanso to get to any of the Gold Tribe here. Hanso relayed to Ragnaros, "Try to get to the place between Liberty Forest and the Sovereign Rainforest. If you can't get there in a week or two, you and Lyn do what you want."

Penance had told him not to go back for Vigil or the others. As if I would listen to that. Teleporting halfway across Valkaria was taking its toll on Hanso's energy, but urgency kept him going. And I have something to say to Roswell if I can. Hanso then teleported to the front of the Decreement, where they had all met last, hoping that Vigil and the others were still there. Idiotic to not consider what might be waiting. He would get them out if he could.
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