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Old April 27th, 2012 (12:38 AM).
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Ribibin Triss - Kanto Enclave

“I take it you came out of it all without much difficulty as well?”

Ribibin gave Caedmon a simple nod. "If I didn't disagree with what they are doing so much, I'd almost pity them for being so weak."

Weak. They didn't know how to fight. It was as if the mechanists had thrown out random people from their enclave to fight the strongest knights of the Oran. Had they no sense of strategy? They must have found out that the knights were marching towards the enclave beforehand, and panicked.

Maverick were word-fighting with the stubborn Nuzleaf. It took the Grovyle longer than usual to get some useful info out of it. Ribibin watched from afar, thinking of other things. The part of Alice's armor was on her... she had slid it in underneath her own armor to avoid carrying it around so that all the others saw it. She wouldn't tell the others about it. But she somehow had to tell them that she was now in charge of the squad... otherwise they would put a male in charge; that was for sure. Then again, Alice's squad was mostly consisting of women so they might get along better than average with having a new female leader. But... Ribibin wasn't very popular. Sure, she was seen as a strong and dependable knight, but she wasn't the one to socialize more than necessary.

Lost in thoughts, she didn't notice what happened until Maverick gave his orders, voice filled with rage and emotion. "Knights, on the double straight ahead now! Kurgas, keep the prisoner!"

Commotion started, knights spun around wondering what was going on. But well trained as they all were, all soon followed Maverick except for a few that stayed with Kurgas and the prisoner. Something clicked in Ribibin's mind. Her ears had caught the words of the Nuzleaf even though her brain had been thinking of other things at the time they were spoken; this was their plan all along, they had been prepared to sacrifice themselves... The weavile exchanged a serious look and nod with Caedmon and then proceeded to do her duty.

"Squad Alice!" she called out as the darted after Maverick. "You are under my charge now, as Alice is... gone. No time for questions, opinions might matter later!"

They ran in through what was pretty much a hole into the ground, unguarded. Ribibin saw several women from Alice's squad following her without question. She smiled briefly, glad that they were smart enough to not argue unnecessarily. When they reached the end of the tunnel, it was as if a new world opened up to them. All knights stopped for the briefest moment to take in the sight of the underground city. Buildings that looked nothing like the ones built of stone in Markus... artificial lights... machines! Ribibin only saw one thing: decay.

"Caedmon! Help me take these two down!" Maverick shouted, pointing at some mechanists that had spotted the storming knights. "Knight-Commanders, get your Knights anywhere you can! Stop these evil scum from leaving!"

Ribibin wasn't sure that she could be called a Knight-Commander just because she was currently in charge of a squad, but she did what her trained mind assumed was the best thing now.

"Knights, you heard your Commander!" Somehow, she thought she sounded way more cheerful than she had ever done before. Maybe the coming battle fired her up? "We take the right flank. Be swift! Barging in might trigger traps and make you easy targets for hidden mechanists!" With that, she took the lead and jumped swiftly down a ledge to land on a metal surface that might be a roof. It felt strangely cool under her feet.

Her knights followed her down from the roof and immediately, she glimpsed a crossbow in the corner of her eye. Before it could fire, Ice Shards were fired from her claws, breaking the crossbow and making the arrow lose its path and end up in a wall. She turned her head. It was a Ledian that had been hidden under a roof on the building next to them. It hopped down now, but another Knight spotted it and roasted it with a Flamethrower. The bug was no more.

"There could be more mechanists hidden. Slay all soldiers you see!" Ribibin said and started running down the street in search of some place that might harbor the map they were searching for.

"What about women and children?" a female knight suddenly asked her, running beside her.

Ribibin didn't reply at first. Then, through gritting teeth: "What have you been taught, knight? You are a woman as well."

No more questions were asked.
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Old April 27th, 2012 (04:53 AM).
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"If I didn't disagree with what they are doing so much, I'd almost pity them for being so weak."

Caedmon nodded a little and looked back to Maverick as he interrogated the Nuzleaf. He completely agreed with Ribibin on this point. The survival of the fittest seems like a fine way to put the relations between the Knights and the Mechanists, and these poor souls had taken on the fittest of them all.
He continued watching Maverick, who kept looking increasingly unhappy, until a few certain words slipped from the Nuzleaf’s mouth. Caedmon’s ears twitched and his eyes narrowed, but he was unable to hear what she had said. But it was evident from how Maverick froze and tensed up and his shocked expression that something bad had happened.

"Knights, on the double straight ahead now! Kurgas, keep the prisoner!" the supreme commander exclaimed before dashing off. Caedmon stayed behind to make sure every one of the knights had gotten the message, before sending a glance to Ribibin and exchanged a nod with her, letting her deal with her own squad as he dashed off in the direction of Maverick, surprisingly silent, for wearing the armor he was.
Behind him, he heard Ribibin speaking about how the knight-commander for her squad had disappeared. Caedmon had noticed it, but hadn’t said anything. He had felt her aura after the battle had ended, so she was somewhere. She was known for being both strong and rather cunning, so he felt she needed to take care of things in her own way, exactly like the Demon did it his way, and Caedmon his.

As they arrived at the massive hole that made up the Enclave, Caedmon’s eyes widened a little, but he quickly snapped back to reality as he spotted Maverick pinned down behind a wall with an Oshawott and a Pinsir shooting their horrible electric contraptions at him.
"Caedmon! Help me take these two down!"

He didn’t have to say that to him twice. Caedmon lept into the hole, landing with ease, straight in the middle of the “road” within the town in the underground tunnel, if you could even call it a road. The Pinsir pointed towards Caedmon. “Him! Get hi- ****, it’s the second in command! Keep him at bay, I’ll keep the other one back, Abraham!”
The Oshawott looked stunned and rather frightened at the prospect of fighting against one of the top commanders, but quickly wiped the insecurity and fear away, turning himself around as he began firing in the direction of Caedmon.

As the two talked, Caedmon channeled his energies, his eyes shining their soft, blue glow, preparing himself for the battle ahead by steeling his mind. An orb of lightning then flew at him and he dashed off to the side, running in a wide arc to try and get around the Oshawott. Sadly, he was a little too clever and aimed on a spot in front of Caedmon, the dirt flying everywhere as he covered himself with his arms. A moment later, the dirt had disappeared, but another orb of electricity flew directly at him, slamming against his chest, sending him skidding backwards, gritting his teeth in pain.

As the electricity subsided, Caedmon shook himself, his eyes narrowed at the Oshawott, who had paused his attacks to see if it had affected his enemy. Caedmon knew that these two weren’t in the same class as those in the forest, and he made a mental note not to underestimate them again.
Abraham lifted his cannon again and was about ready to fire, but Caedmon was a tad quicker this time. He thrust his arm back, collecting blue energies within it and around his paw before pushing It forwards, a blue beam of energy erupting from it, hitting the ground directly in front of the Oshawott, blowing dirt everywhere.

“An eye for an eye.” He murmured to himself as he bent over and dashed at an extreme speed forwards, towards his enemy. The Oshawott had backed a little away to get away from the dirt, but as soon as he could see again, Caedmon burst out of the falling lumps of dirt, and before he could do anything else, Caedmon had delivered a firm blow to the side of his head, spinning him around 90 degrees before falling over.
Randal saw his friend falling and shouted out a “No! You son of a-“ and spun around, firing several orbs of electricity at him.

Caedmon, his senses heightened due to his natural abilities, ducked beneath one and jumped to the side to avoid the other orbs, his paws collecting together as dark-blue energies collected around them. A second later, he shot a ball of blueish black energy at the Pinsir who only barely managed to dodge the attack, looking positively pissed at his friend falling over. He was, however, starting to get back on his feet, groaning.
Caedmon was happy though. He had gotten the heat off of Maverick and he would be wailing on the Pinsir soon enough, and when he did, he would return his attention to the Oshawott and finish the job. His eyes shifted towards the street down along the city, a couple of thoughts crossing through his mind, but he didn’t pay them much attention at the time. For now, they had to finish this, and quickly.
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Old April 29th, 2012 (05:59 PM).
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Maverick nodded to Caedmon and sprinted on ahead further into the underground city. As he ran a new series of bullets were fired into his path. The Grovyle took cover yet again behind another building. A group of five Mechanists were aiming their guns, but unlike that last batch these were actually waiting for him to step out of cover to fire. Lucky for him a group of his Knights led by Ludo had managed to send off some ranged attacks to the group's flanks. With the heat off of him Maverick ran forward and powered up his leaf blades, slicing down two of the Mechanists. The other three, while they put up a good fight, were quickly felled by Ludo's forces.

Maverick turned to Ludo, "You found the map yet?"

The Mienshao shook his head, "No. I have no clues as to its whereabouts either."

Maverick frowned, "Fine. Slaughter the majority of these... corrupted pokemon. If you can take hostages, take them."

Ludo saluted, "It would be my honor."

The Knights quickly dispersed to the now unguarded sector of the city. Screams quickly rose up as the Knights charged into the buildings and found the pokemon that had hidden away in the corners or in darkened rooms. Maverick continued to move through the city and due to his delay ended up being near the rear of his forces. Still, he would come across a Mechanist or two and didn't waste any time in slicing their throats. Maverick raced up through the city along with the rest of the Knights, but it seemed the Mechanist forces were thinning. Maverick soon found out why. Near the other end of the cave was another hole, and by the looks of it many of the Mechanists had managed to escape. Maverick punched the rock wall and turned to a Bibarel, "Find my Knight-Commanders and have them bring their forces into the middle of the city." The Bibarel nodded and headed off.

Maverick made his way to what could be considered the town square and had Ludo put the captives he had managed to secure right on the ground. There were only a few, each of them sporting bruises or cuts. Maverick crossed his arms and patiently waited for the Knight-Commanders to come.

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Damon moved as fast as he could. He couldn't stop, no matter what. He was Urta and a Gallade... this would have to do. Damon led on and soon he was out of the smoke. The doors were right there! Damon didn't waste any time to charge right into them with a headbutt. The doors were thrown open and there they were. The Council. Damon only wasted a second looking at them and seeing their shocked expressions before he grabbed a smoke and tear gas pellet and threw them into the room. The Council quickly began to gasp and cough as the tear gas burned their eyes and throats. Slowly each and every one dropped to the ground.

Damon made a move to charge forward, but then he felt something hit his side. Blinking he turned to see a small Abra had thrown a package of papers right at him. Suddenly a light bulb turned on in Damon's head as the Abra too gave into the fumes and fell unconscious as well. Damon grabbed the papers and looked at them for a few seconds. Urta meanwhile charged forward and grabbed the Alakazam and slung him over her shoulder. "Come on!" Urta shouted as she ran out of the room. Damon followed right after her and Brian appeared out of the smoke, "We need to leave now!" Urta shouted. Damon couldn't agree more.

"D.F.! Form up on Brian! Disengage now!" Damon shouted into the smoke. All they would have to do now was wait for the Mechanists to form up again.
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Ken was holding off a Beartic when Damon burst through the Council doors, throwing in pellets and getting the Council in question to pass out. With Urta throwing Matthew over her shoulder, they were told to regroup.

"D.F.! Form up on Brian! Disengage now!"

"Ya done playing, ya worthless li'l blasphemer? And so soon?" The Beartic released a wild Frost Breath, obviously trying to stop Ken from getting away, but the Gallade's mask managed to keep his body from freezing inside-out. Popping out another tear gas and sleep pellet, he threw them at the beast and brought him down without much a prob-- nevermind, an Ice Shard snapped Ken's mask strap before he fell asleep. Holding the mask to his face with one hand and keeping himself armed with Night Slash (get it?) in the other, Ken slipped his way through the smoke and did as Damon ordered, waiting near the Linoone and Blaziken for everyone else.

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Brenn quite enjoyed tossing these knights out of her way as she trailed Damon and his group. The Linoone was heading straight for the council with the intention of grabbing Mathew, but Brenn felt pretty bad for storming into his meeting and kidnapping him. He was one of the only reasonable people in the council, but they would not be going through the trouble of abducting him if he wouldn't understand the Mechanist cause.

Brenn did her best to follow Damon, but he much was smaller and swifter then she. Brenn's hulking Crawdaunt frame forced her to push away any enemies in her way, but as a nice consolation this was incredibly entertaining for her. The Knights put up a valiant fight, but Brenn was in her element when she was right in the face of her opponents. The Crawdaunt knew she could not seriously harm the knights right now, but she wanted to give them someone to be weary for next time they tried to stand in her way. With much effort Brenn finally pushed herself out of a group of knights when she was met with the visage of Damon headbutting his way through the large set of doors leading to the council.

Brenn performed the Dragon Dance, a move taught to her by her mother, and dashed with increased speed towards the large door. A few knights stopped to try and block her path, but Brenn performed a Super Power and knocked the burly knights aside before continuing her charge towards the building. Brenn was glad to have a tough outer shell, or else she would probably have been cut to ribbons by now. She slid through the open doors of the building just as Damon shouted,
"D.F.! Form up on Brian! Disengage now!"

Brenn continued her frenzied charge until she was with the rest of the Mechanists. The Crawdaunt skidded to a halt in front of Brian just as the burst of energy from the Dragon Dance technique wore off. Brenn looked up at Urta to see that she carried Mathew over her shoulders. Brenn nodded to the Blaziken before focusing her attention to the smoke enveloping the room. Brenn slipped on her mask (it felt really silly to wear for her due to the odd shape of her face) and clicked her claws menacingly to anyone who would attempt to stop them from teleporting their way out of here.
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Finally spotting Damon, Chauncey wondered if he should follow or help the stragglers. Seeing the Mechanists struggling to hold off the knights, the Togetic opted for the latter option. Focusing, he brought up a Light Screen to complement the Reflect already up. As he was about to move, he was slammed into by a Blitzle’s Quick Attack, which smacked Chauncey into the wall before he could react. The sleep pellet he had in his hand dropped to the floor, creating a cloud of spores around the recovering Togetic. Thankfully the mask filtered them out, but the Blitzle was turning around for another run. It looked young, and might have still been in training, but that Quick Attack still packed a punch. Chauncey ran back into the nearest smokescreen. Hearing Urta and Damon shouting, the medic ducked behind one of the sleeping knights Ken’s pellets had knocked out and took out a Potion to spray his wound. Not a second later the Blitzle came sprinting by, scrambling to stop once it reached the other side of the smoke without colliding with its target.

Taking advantage of the chance, Chauncey dashed towards Damon and Urta’s voices. Seeing the Crawdaunt from their group rushing through the knights, Chauncey hurried through the momentary path in her wake, tossing sleep pellets at the knights. He soon ran out, however, and broke into a full-out sprint. As the Togetic passed through the last smoke cloud he was smacked from behind by a knight who'd been following him, sending him tumbling and rolling out of the smoke. He landed, his vision spinning, in front of the other Mechanists with a half-healed wound in his side from the Blitzle's horn and a nasty blow to the head. Soon after he passed out from the pain.
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Luna was in a daze. Fighting just wasn't her thing. She noticed Urta and a Gallade running with Damon as they passed her, but wondered whether or not they saw her. Assuming they didn't, she turned to follow them, but was stopped when she was encased with a blue light. The Kirlia knew by instinct that this was Sahil. She let herself be carried by the Psychic until she could see Sahil's figure. Behind a fallen Beartic and a frenzied Crawdaunt wearing a mask(which made Luna smile a bit) sat a concentrating Medicham. She broke free of the Psychic easily and walked the rest of the way towards Sahil. "What do you want?" she asked tentatively. Sahil didn't look up. Instead, he inquired softly, "Why did you leave?" Luna hesitated as she lay against the Beartic, hiding herself from view. "Because I had to," Luna finally replied. Sahil thought about this for a moment. The smoke didn't seem to affect him as much as the other Pokemon, for he could see with his mind's eye. "No, you didn't," he stated, then continued, "but now you have to. They're calling you a traitor. I wouldn't believe it, until now. You've gotten braver, coming to infiltrate one of the most heavily guarded places in the whole kingdom. But you still seem to be afraid of something. What is it?" Luna was a bit surprised at Sahil's words. Her, brave? That wasn't how most people saw it. But she focused on formulating an answer for Sahil. She thought of her parents, and was thinking about it when Damon yelled, "D.F.! Form up on Brian! Disengage now!"

Sahil opened his eyes and stared right at Luna. "Are you going to go?" Without a second's hesitation, Luna replied, "Yes. I can't stay now can I?" The Medicham kept looking at his old friend. "No, I suppose you can't." He looked towards the corridor that had become a battlefield. Luna couldn't tell what he was thinking of, but she had to leave. As she stood up, Sahil said quietly, desperately, "At least answer my question." Luna sighed and responded carefully, "The truth." With that she prepared her Teleport. Teleporting the short distance to Damon and the others would be effortless, even if she was completely distracted. This was fortunate for her as, right before she Teleported, Sahil said, "You may be a traitor, but your no orphan." Luna stumbled out of her Teleport in front of a Togetic passing out. Seeing a knight right behind him, she instinctively used her Thunder Wave, and dragged the Togetic back into the Mechanists' ranks, where she began healing with her Heal Pulse, all the while pondering over what Sahil had said.
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Ribibin and her squad had taken the narrow streets and hidden paths around the mechanical city. They had managed to slay several mechanists who apparently stayed behind to stop the advancement of the Knights while the majority of the population escaped. To no avail, since Ribibin and the others took them out from behind with their tactics. Stupid mechanists... Ribibin thought for the 72nd time that day as they gathered the squad again after having cleared the buildings around what appeared to be the town square. Maverick and some others were already down there, seemingly waiting for the Knight-Commanders to finish their jobs. Not that Ribibin was a Knight-Commander... she was just a stand-in. But the other Knights seemed to respect her at the moment. Or fear her - she wasn't completely sure which.

"Triss," one of them said, a female Combusken named Chloe. "We have found one more mechanist."

"Why won't you just dispose of it?" Ribibin asked with a raised eyebrow.

Chloe hesitated, then let two other Knights bring the mechanist forth. Then Ribibin understood. A tiny Riolu was held tightly by the Knights, but it struggled majorly to get out of their grasp. A little boy, probably not even old enough to understand what love or war was.

"Commander?" Chloe asked. That made Ribibin twitch and stare at her.

"I'm not..." But that wasn't important right now. The Riolu was. "We'll take him captive. Bring him with you," she said with a nod to the Knights. The boy tried to scream - an angry scream because clearly he was more angry than afraid. But the Knights silenced him with putting a paw over his mouth.

They walked down to the town square and Ribibin walked up to Maverick, giving him a slight bow. "The buildings to the north and west of this area are cleared," she said. "And... we have a captive. A tiny one." She motioned at the Riolu behind her and briefly wondered where Caedmon was and what he would think of the captive. It was his kin. But at the same time not. It was just a mechanist.

"I'll slay you!" the Riolu suddenly managed to shout at her through the muffling paws of its captors.

Ribibin just turned slowly around and gave him an ice cold look.

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As Maverick headed onwards, the Pinsir looked after him for a moment, but decided to focus all of his powers on Caedmon, lifting the rifle-like weapon to aim it at him again, narrowing his eyes. Caedmon heard the Oshawott moving about behind him, a plan sneaking into his mind. He slowly began edging to the side, eyes locked with the Pinsir. To prevent him from figuring out his plan, he decided to taunt the already angered Pokémon.

“I suppose you think you are both heroes for holding me back for this long. Allowing your friends to escape to be able to “Fight the good fight” and destroy your “Opressors”, right? I would not be so optimistic if I were you. We obviously had Pokémon prepared in other locations for such an event. All of those you see…” he lifted a paw, pointing to the far end of the tunnel, where a couple of Pokémon are crawling out into the daylight, though without breaking eye contact with the Pinsir, who just seemed to get more and more angry from every word he heard Caedmon say.

“… Are running right into our reserves. Your friends, colleagues… and family, are being slaughtered, as we speak. And you live, trying to be the hero and saving them.”
Caedmon was, of course, bluffing, but the Pinsir couldn’t know. And from the look of things… he didn’t. The Pinsir seemed on the verge of simply running ahead and tearing off Caedmon’s head with his bare hands, but Caedmon only readied himself, standing still now, cocking his head a little to the side, adding quietly.
“… But we can rectify that.”

“Shut up, you bastard! We’ll hold you off for as long as we can, if it means saving the others!” and he promptly fired off three shots of electricity. Seeing his opportunity, Caedmon lept into the air, the orbs of electricity flying right underneath him, just as the Oshawott, who was now placed directly behind Caedmon was staggering to his feet.
“Ngh. Where d-“ were the last words he uttered as one, two and three orbs of electricity shot into the water Pokémon, causing him to scream in pain, spasming on the spot. The weapons had been used on knights, who could somewhat withstand the attack, but on mechanists… they were quite the bit more effective.

The Pinsir stood in shock and horror and watched his friend spasm a last time before falling over, his heart stopped. “A… Abraham, no!” He lept forwards, running only a few steps towards his fallen comrade, before Caedmon landed firmly on the ground again, one leg slightly bent as he dashed off at high speed at the Pinsir, who only managed to stop slightly in his tracks as Caedmon bent slightly down and delivered six, swift punches to his chest and belly, a gurgled yelp escaping him. After the sixth punch, Caedmon pulled his arm back, gathering up energies within it and pushed it towards his chest, his eyes staring up into the Pinsir’s wide, hazed and fearful eyes before sending out a blast of energy, blowing a hole in it’s chest and causing it to collapse next to him.

Caedmon stood up and looked back and forth between the two, glancing down at his paw for a moment. He closed his eyes for a moment and muttered a low prayer before opening his eyes again, glancing to the end of the tunnel, his gaze slowly gliding to the sides, looking over the houses. His eyes then glowed their firm blue as they did whenever he used his powers, this time, to sense auras. He dashed off into one of the houses and began slowly working his way up the street. It seemed that all of the houses were connected in at least some way, so it made it somewhat easier for him to travel from house to house.

In some of the houses, he met resistance, but he made quick work of it. In most of them, there were no Pokémon left. Whenever he found Pokémon who were unarmed and not willing to fight, he ordered them into the street and promptly found a knight to “escort” his prisoners to the square. There weren’t a lot, but a little was better than nothing.

Eventually, he entered a house and made his way upstairs, where a Minccino was pressed against the back of the room, along with a Vigoroth. The Vigoroth was standing slightly in front of the Minccino, which probably meant that it was the male. Or at least braver than the other one. Caedmon’s eyes narrowed, which sent the Pokémon pushing back against the wall, looking extremely afraid for their lives.

“… Follow me into the street, I will escort you back to the square. You are both prisoners of the Knights now. If you do not resist, no harm will come to you, I promise you this.”
Caedmon had no trouble fighting back and even brutally murdering mechanists who openly opposed the knights, but there were Pokémon who had been forced into this, or simply didn’t wish to fight. It didn’t make who they were aligned with any better, but where no blood need be shed, none should be.

He turned around to guide them outside, but just as he did, the Vigoroth collected all of his courage and lept forwards, roaring out at the top of his lungs, swinging a wild, Dynamic Punch at Caedmon, while the Minccino screamed out, covering her eyes.
His abilities still at their height, he sensed the attack coming in time for him to be able to dodge the clumsy attack. In the moments it took Caedmon to turn around to face his enemy, the attack and his enemy’s surprise at not hitting revealed that he wasn’t a fighter. Simply someone protecting their friend. Or lover.

This, however, did not make Caedmon hold back. He had given them his terms, and the Vigoroth had broken them. Caedmon always upheld a promise, but it also goes the other way.
He swiftly spun around after the attack had missed, his paw lifting to grasp the Vigoroth by its throat before tossing him against the back wall, right next to the Minccino, the Vigoroth leaving a dent as it grunted in pain, starting to fall over. But before he could hit the ground, Caedmon had delivered and elbow straight for his chest, the crack of bones sounding from his chest as Caedmon let him fall over in a heap.

He took a moment to make sure his enemy was dead before turning to look at the Minccino with his always-stoic expression, though the blue glow that almost looked like flames which erupted from his eyes made him look incredibly sinister. “… If you do not resist, no harm will come to you.”
The Minccino quickly nodded her head, her paws slapped in front of her mouth, staring down at the broken body of her husband, a little whimper escaping her.

Several moments later, Caedmon arrived at the town square where the remainder of the prisoners had been sat down, both from himself, Maverick, and the other knights. He pushed the Minccino towards the others and got her to sit down with them. There were around twenty or so in total, but it was a decent number. He folded his arms across his chest and glanced over the prisoners for a moment before looking around. They were apparently waiting for the remainder of the commanders.

"I'll slay you!"

Caedmon’s ears twitched a little, but he wasn’t exactly alert. At least not more than he usual was. The voice had been too light to have been of any worry, probably from a child. He turned his head and glanced over to Ribibin and the squad she had taken temporary command over, his eyes gliding from the Weavile, to the Riolu being held by one of the other Pokémon. He stood still, staring as the little Pokémon struggled against his captors.

His mind went back to the vague memories he had of his early childhood. Happiness, warmth, laughing, sunshine… and in the next moment… screaming, crying… blood, laughing… and then it all stopped. And he had been found by his mentor. Caedmon’s eyes flickered for a moment, the usually stoic expression faltering for a moment, making way for a couple of conflicting emotions, but as he noticed that Ribibin was glancing in his direction, he pulled himself upright again, giving her a nod as if to say “Good job”, turning on his heel to move a little away from the waiting crowd of prisoners and the knights. He moved over to the side of the street and sat himself down against one of the buildings, crossing his legs over one another and leaning his paws on the ground beneath him, tilting his head a little back to stare into the ceiling of the cavern, his mind full of questions.
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Maverick watched silently as prisoners came forth to gather in the square. Maverick cast his eyes over them. Most seemed to be frightened but some were shouting back at the Knights. Maverick watched silently as the last of the Knight gathered. "Knight, we have won!" A collective cheer came out and Maverick smiled slightly. He looked over at the Mechanists before he turned back to his Knights, "Today, we have scored a major victory for the Council! Starting this day the Mechanists will fear us even more! They now know that their precious cities are no longer a refuge. We will find all of them and uproot this disease from out cities!" Another cheer broke out.

"What disease is that!?" Maverick frowned and turned to a young Mechanists that had stood up. The Mankey didn't look the least afraid. Maverick walked over to him, "The disease that is surrounding us at this very moment. This... machinery. Nothing is natural about it. It is a blight upon our land." Maverick reached forward and lifted up the Mechanist. "And you shall join the purge." Maverick lifted his leaf blade and sliced it across the Mankey's throat. The Mechanist fell to the ground dead as Maverick looked at the now fearful crowd. "The only way to cleanse this area is to purge those that have sinned. And you all are full of sin."

The Mechanists looked around in fear as the Knights slowly began to close in. A Minccino looked over at Caedmon, "You promised!" Maverick raised an eyebrow and looked at the Lucario, "Promised? What did you promise Caedmon? That she would be safe? That she would be let go? You know protocol, we cannot let them live. Knights... keep one of them alive." Maverick watched as the Knights let out a barrage of attacks into the crowd. Screams echoed out as blood flew. Maverick cast a glance around and saw Ribibin holding a Riolu. He made his way to stand right in front of her, "Ribibin, slay him. Now."

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Damon watched as more Mechanists came through the smoke, still that wasn't everyone. Utra grunted, "We need to go now!" Damon shook his head as he peered into the smoke, "The others are still in there!" Urta shook her head, "They're dead. Now everyone grab hold!" Brian held out his arms so that everyone could grab hold. Urta grabbed Damon and touched Brian. "No! We still have time!" There seemed to be a shadow emerging from the smoke as the Marowak from before ran right at them and swung his bone with intent to hit Damon, only to fall onto the ground when the entire group teleported away.

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Damon blinked his eyes open and sighed in relief. There were right in front of the Declarum Forces building. Damon worked his way out of Urta's grip and Urta put down Matthew. It took a moment for Damon to realize what had happened before he turned back to the others. "... Alright, um, everyone... get cleaned up..." Damon was in a daze as he walked to Urta, "This was worth it... right?" Urta nodded, "Let's get Matthew to the hospital. We need to wake him up." Damon nodded weakly and turned to the others, "Uh... do what you want for now." Urta grunted as she picked up the Alakazam and walked away with a wobbling Damon following beside her.
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Caedmon’s staring into the roof of the cave was interrupted as Maverick took the word and began speaking to the knights, which caused his attention to fall back on his superior.
"Today, we have scored a major victory for the Council! Starting this day the Mechanists will fear us even more! They now know that their precious cities are no longer a refuge. We will find all of them and uproot this disease from out cities!"

Just then, a Mankey cried out his rebellion. Caedmon let out a little huff, shaking his head faintly. They weren’t in a position to bargain, and setting themselves against their captors would only result in something bad happening to them. Caedmon watched on as Maverick proceeded to lift up the Mankey and slit its throat. Caedmon didn’t even flinch. It was something that had to be done, an example to be set for the remainder, to show that if you go against the rules, you are punished.

However, just then, the Minccino from earlier cried out, causing Caedmon to turn his head towards the Pokémon, though his expression continued lacking emotion. He pushed his paws against the ground and stood up, moving a little closer to the group, as Maverick turned around to face him, looking rather surprised at his right hand’s decision. Caedmon was going to wait for Maverick to finish speaking before saying something himself. However…
"Promised? What did you promise Caedmon? That she would be safe? That she would be let go? You know protocol, we cannot let them live. Knights... keep one of them alive."

Caedmon’s eyes widened slightly as the knights, as if having waited for ages for this moment, began attacking the helpless Pokémon, sitting in their clusters, screams and cries for help erupting from them. Maverick then moved over towards Ribibin, telling her to murder a child, no less. Standing still for a moment, as the gurgled cries of the dying and the despaired rang in his ears, Caedmon finally bared his teeth and yelled out, with a commanding tone in his voice.
“… STOP!”

The Knights that were currently attacking the mechanists stopped in their tracks. Caedmon usually didn’t put this much emphasis on… well, anything he said. He was always rather mellow when not on a job, and when on one, he was simple, quick, quiet and efficient. This was different.

As the surviving Pokémon clung to each other, Caedmon took several, quick, striding steps towards Ribibin and Maverick, his expression reminding vaguely of a thundercloud in the horizon, the fury clearly visible, but held back, not unleashed yet. He made his way to the two in a matter of moments and moved in between the two, staring firmly into his superior’s eyes, them both being just about the same height.

He took a few moments of silent, stern staring before parting his lips, slowly, almost growling out.
“… I know protocol perfectly well, Maverick, but I think you may have forgotten something much more important. We are to take prisoners when we can, not indulge in meaningless bloodshed. I promised them that if they did as they were told, no harm would come to them. For now. These Mechanists may very well be heathens… but they are civilians. They did not attack us, and so, we shall not attack them.” He let his words sink in, his eyes narrowing slightly, his arms folded in front of his chest.
“If we begin attacking undefended civilians rather than capturing them, then we are no better than them. I –will not- allow you to murder.”
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"Do we have any information on her?" A jagged voice. Maybe talking about her.

"No, she must be a Newborn." Thinking she ran from the Council? At least that was according to plan.

"Think she's a civilian?"

"Doubtful. No injuries, just exhausted. Either a veteran Knight, or really good at running and hiding."

"A Knight? Kanto just got attacked by a huge pack of 'em! You don't have even the /slightest/ inkling that she may be setting us up?!"

"There shouldn't be anyone stupid enough to go in an enclave alone as a hostile, especially not a Knight."

Mm...

"Hey, she's waking up!"

"Sooner than expected."

"Did you give her a strong dose?"

"No, I just figured she'd be out longer." Two Mechanists -- a Gardevoir and Electabuzz -- on either side of her when she opened her eyes, Alice could hear shots, bangs and metallic clashes nearby. The Gardevoir had a caring demeanor in his eyes, the Electabuzz somewhat more strict and cautious, the latter having given her the sleeping pellet and probably wary of her being a Knight.

"Where am I?"

"Hey there, Sunshine. I'm Geoffrey, my partner on your other side is Brice, and I'd like to be the first to say, 'Welcome to Birch.'" The Gardevoir turned and with a wave of his arm introduced Alice to the enclave. The clinic she was in had a view of the entire city with a giant glass wall. Looking through, the city was filled with lights and activity. It somehow managed to grow healthy vegetation underground, too. That was something amazing, to say the least, and the first sight she fully took in. Then there were the buildings. Similar to Kanto's, but it looked at least a little more natural with vines and other plants covering the monstrous metal.

Damn sure I'm not in Markus anymore.

Near the clinic was a training ground for the Declarum Forces, the Mechanist militia. They were sparring with each other, testing out armor and their manufactured weapons. Shoddy fighting style, she noticed, but the sheer power of the devices made up for some of that. Alice could teach them a few things, and probably would if she had a good enough reason to help mortal enemies of the Council. Actually, getting their trust enough to find out where their map was should've been enough, if not adding on the fact that she wanted to learn, too. Maybe her long-unanswered questions about the Mechanists would finally meet their resolutions.

Alice sat up and stepped off of the bed they placed her in, walking up to the window to get a little fuller view of the enclave's interior.

"This is the Birch Enclave? Where is it?"

"Why do you care?" the Electabuzz interrupted.

"Calm down, Brice," Geoffrey noted. "It's normal for someone to want to know their own location." He turned to the Absol. "We're arguably the most northwestern city currently known. We haven't exactly ventured any further, but we have a general idea of where we are thanks to our compasses." He paused, realizing she probably didn't know what a compass was. "Oh, sorry; a compass is basically something to find your direction. It's not like a map that can tell you where to go, it just tells you where you're facing so you know what's likely along your path. A map and compass together give better results."

"That sounds like it'd be useful, albeit vague."

"It certainly is, especially if someone gets lost."

"Those soldiers, are they new?" She looked toward the training ground.

"You're looking at the freshest batch of the front-line Declarum Forces here in Birch. Our technicians are busy getting even more in-depth with their equipment. Compare that to the soldiers out here, who know their weapons only well enough to use them right, if not just a bit more. Most of our technicians are capable of knowing the workings of more than just their devices, too...." and he continued on, talking about the different roles in the Declarum Forces before catching himself. "Sorry, I must be rambling right now."

"Do you ever join in battle?" Brice interrupted again when this was asked, managing to say what Geoffrey wanted to in stronger and prouder wording.

"Of course we do! You think we just sit back and wait for someone to get injured before helping like the Knights? No! Maverick Renos may have us overpowered, but they can't compare to us in the slightest when it comes to our prompt and dedicated field medics that are always at the ready to help the wounded get right back into the action!" He spent the next minute or so bragging about the Declarum Forces and the usefulness of all its members. Meanwhile, Alice was distracted by the soldiers outside. One by one, she was picking out problems in each one.

Terrible form. Next. Can't even handle their weapon. Next. Ribibin would slash his heart out in one swipe with that kind of defense. And it continued until Brice finished. You have claws, use them!

The Electabuzz took a big breath, since he was talking without pause. "So that answer your question?"

"Yes, thank you."

Geoffrey started again, walking up to the window next to Alice. "Marvelous place, isn't it? It's amazing what human technology can do when adapted. Say..."

"Hm?"

"Would you like a tour?"
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Ribibin hadn't even started walking towards the Riolu before Caedmon spoke up. She had just stared back into the Grovyle's eyes with a look as if she found his orders odd, but not as if she was about to refuse them. The Riolu boy had shut up at once when Maverick had given the order to the Weavile, but as the Knights around them started to slay the other mechanists, the two Knights that were holding the boy dropped him and stepped back to give Ribibin the chance to end his life without their intrusion. Sure, they had captured him, but she was their Knight-Commander - or acting a least - and Maverick had ordered her to.

“… STOP!”

The Lucario had never spoken up against a superior before, not that Ribibin knew of or could imagine, anyways. He never even spoke up. He was the calm, silent and dependable type. Maybe slightly mysterious - even though Ribibin had always shrugged at that as a trick to attract women or seem interesting. She didn't think it was attractive, anyways. And now... now he was staring into the Commander's eyes with a fury that Ribibin's eyes had lacked earlier.

"I –will not- allow you to murder.”

"Rule number four," Ribibin then said, quietly, but completely audible to Maverick and Caedmon. The words came by themselves through her mouth. They were so deeply and thoroughly taught to her that she would be able to recite them unconscious. "Rule number four... A Knight must show compassion, bravery, honesty... empathy... chivalry, and mercy. To all. To all but their enemies."

She looked down on the Riolu boy and he looked back up at her. His eyes weren't panicking and frightened. They were mad and filled to the brim with tears of anger. But he shut up, thankfully. If he had said a single word at this point, Ribibin would simply have killed him. Spared the world of another male growing up to be a blight. But she didn't now. Instead, she turned to Maverick again.

"I've never reflected over the rules, not even once. I just took them for truths, like my mother before me." She proudly put her paw over her chest and closed her eyes for a second. "I'm sure there is reason behind them. And..."

Darn it! She was confused now. She had never before seen Caedmon and Maverick disagree like this. And she definitely wasn't used to being in the spot of a Knight-Commander. She was just a Knight, trained to follow orders! The ones who took initiatives on their own became Commanders. If their decisions were good ones.

"And I will follow orders, as should all Knights. But I'm not mindless. If one of my superiors heavily opposes another, there is something wrong that has to be sorted before we can proceed."

She glanced at her squad members to see if she had said something very strange or if it actually made sense somewhere. Chloe looked relieved; the Combusken and most others of the female Knights behind Triss had not stepped up to kill the captives yet. A warm feeling spread in Ribibin's heart. Could it be that women had an intuitive sense of compassion that males maybe couldn't understand? Except for perhaps Caedmon... Maybe she had viewed him in the wrong light before. What was right or wrong in this moment only depended on what Maverick would do next, though.
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Brenn should her head a bit-she did not enjoy teleporting. It always left her dazed and confused, which she was right now. When she regained her composure, she looked about her. So this was what the Birch Enclave looked like. Brenn had only been in the Kanto enclave since she joined the Mechanists. Suddenly, the Crawdaunt remembered the ridiculous mask she still had on. She grabbed the oddly fitting mask from her face using her claw, snapping it off her face.

Damon tells the group to get cleaned up and do what she feels like, but Brenn really did not know where to start. She just recently began getting familiar with the Kanto Enclave, and now she needed to start all over again.

Brenn looked out into the streets of the Birch enclave with the look a deerling would give if it was caught in the light of the headlights. Brenn considered herself brave, but she did not enjoy being tossed in a whole new community to get lost in.

"Er.. Where do I begin?" She stammered, looking out into the Brich Enclave disgruntled.
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Maverick narrowed his eyes at Caedmon, "Like it is stated Caedmon, we do not show mercy to our enemies. No matter how weak they are." He looked at Ribibin and grabbed the Riolu from her. The little pokemon weakly struggled as Maverick gazed down at him, "Even you can't deny the hatred this one has for us. If we let but one live then they will do whatever they can to kill us.' He smirked, "You are a prime example of that Caedmon. You lived and now you live to kill any Mechanist you find. Surely you remember how they killed your family? It is the same here, they made a mistake... a mistake that I will not make with them."

He cast his glance once more down at the Riolu and held him out and drew back his leaf blade. There was only a piercing scream that turned silent. Maverick dropped the body. "Knights, as I said, kill all of them, but one. Make sure to check the bodies for a map." The Knights turned back to the civilians and tuned out their pleas as more attacks rained upon the group. Maverick looked at Caedmon, "I am in command here, not you. We will be having a talk about this later."

Maverick waited patiently as the one by one each civilian was killed until only a trembling Timburr was left. A Knight walked up to him and held out a device, "Sir, we found this on one of the Mechanists." Maverick grabbed, noticing it said the word 'map' on it. He looked it over, "So, they kept it in one of their contraptions, we'll learn soon enough how to read it. Grab the prisoner and take him out of here. Ludo, have your Knights destroy this area. I do not want a single building left standing. Once you are done with that, collapse this cave." Ludo bowed and began to direct his Knights into the city.

Maverick looked at the other Knights, "Let us depart back to Markus. The Council will be very pleased with our progress." The Knights cheered and surged out of the cave. Maverick cast a glance back at Caedmon before he departed as well.
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You are a prime example of that Caedmon. You lived and now you live to kill any Mechanist you find. Surely you remember how they killed your family? It is the same here, they made a mistake... a mistake that I will not make with them."

Caedmon bared his teeth and let out a snarl, lifting a hand from his folded arms to grab a hold of Maverick’s armor, pulling him closer while staring him dead into his eyes, the faint growl from earlier now louder and more constant as his next words rumbled out with a threatening tone to them.
“Don’t you dare use my family as an example. You have –no- idea what I have lost.” He paused a little, then let his commander go, his fists clenched at his sides, his eyes glancing to the Riolu before looking back at Maverick, talking somewhat more calmly, although the growl was still present.

“I remember quite well what they did, thank you. I –also- recall that they spared the infant. They only killed the ones who fought back… and even if they –were- mechanists, they had more honor than you would ever understand.”

As Maverick ordered the knights to attack again, right after having killed the infant Riolu, Caedmon’s eyes flared up, his eyes turning their glowing blue and his breath increasing, as if ready to attack Maverick in the next moment. But then he spoke again.
"I am in command here, not you. We will be having a talk about this later."

Continuing to huff angrily, he narrowed his eyes, his ears twitching as the screams emitted in the background. He knew the chain of command. He knew the code, he had grown up with it. His eyes slowly turned back to their normal colour, his muscles easing a little up, leaning a little closer to Maverick to mutter out his reply, though loud enough for those nearby to hear it.
“… If you kill someone who can fight back, then he was simply not skilled enough, or unlucky, but it is still a battle to the death. If you kill someone unarmed, unwilling or unable to fight… then it is nothing but murder. I will speak with the council about this.”

He let out a snort, turned around on the spot while only sending Ribibin a fleeting, neutral glance as if unsure what to think of her involvement in this, as he strode off towards the entrance of the cave.
As he got out of the cave, he stood for a moment, staring into the forest before tilting his head back, looking up at the sky only faintly showing through the cluttered trees, preventing anyone from above to see the entrance.

His eyes closed and a frown painted his lips, his ears drooping and his expression turning sad as he simply stood there, feeling the sun’s sparse rays moving through the trees, hitting his arm and chest, a light breeze ruffling up his fur.
He stood there while hearing the other Pokémon approaching from behind, inside of the cave. He mumbled a faint prayer to those who had lost their lives, unable to defend themselves. He put on his neutral mask once more, pushing all of his emotions away as he usually did. For now, at least.

As the knights moved past him, he received a mixed batch of glances, some of contempt, some of curiosity, some of lost respect, and a very, very few that seemed to have agreed with his decision to stand up. He understood how they felt. He hated Mechanists exactly as much, or even more than most others, due to what he had lost, and how he had lost them. But still… his mentor had taught him this. He had grown up, knowing of the chivalry and the honor of the Knights. They weren’t just killing machines, not just a weapon to point at the Mechanists.
They were… supposed, to be order. To be a protective wall against those who would wish civilians harm. This was… wrong.

He rolled his shoulders a little and followed along, his gaze fixed on a spot ahead of him, though staying a fair bit away from the other knights. It wouldn’t be fair of him to make them uneasy by walking next to them. And right now, there were a lot of the Knights where he would like nothing more than to beat them senseless, for simply doing as Maverick said.
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Maverick pulled the Riolu away from the Knights and killed him. Just like that. A life that could have bloomed into anything, now gone. Lost. Ribibin shook her head and forced herself to look upon the body on the ground as the slaughter of the remaining mechanists came to a conclusion. Death. She was not unfamiliar with it; she had killed today. But no infants. It had been a long time since she had been... no, she had never killed an infant before. She had never had to. She had only ever met mechanists who fired back at her when she ran towards them. She had never had that problem before. Maverick had killed the Riolu boy in cold blod. Was that... right?

Caedmon was furious. Finally he showed his emotions. But when Maverick rounded up the Knights and started walking back up to the sunlight, the Lucario kept his distance and fell silent and calm again. At least on the outside. Ribibin led her squad up and tried to subtly stop them from staring at the man; she could tell they didn't hate him for what he had done and said, but they sure were surprised. Some even looked like they were in deep thought now.

As they came out into the sunlit forest again, Ribibin turned to her squad, making sure that Caedmon and most other squads didn't hear her.

"Enough of your doubting thoughts," she told them and earned a few frowns in return. She stared back at those who dared doing that. "We are Knights of Oran. We do what we must to protect our belief, our lands and our people. What Maverick said was true. No shame is on you for finding... him," she added to the Knights who had brought the Riolu boy to her. "Now, march and be proud women and men, for we did win today."

She didn't cheer the last bit on, she simply stated it, but some Knights did squeeze out a "Yes!" or "That's right!" or "For the Council!" Content with that, the Weavile started walking faster, after having made sure that a somewhat less tensed chattering had started among the Knights. She walked at the edge of the group, sighing. It sure was tiresome being looked up at and nothing she was used to. She wanted to crawl into her quarters back in Markus and be alone for a while, then go out and train for hours. Alone. She worked better alone. Without males all over the place. Cold blooded males like Maverick...

That was when she glimpsed the Lucario walking at some distance in front of her, even further from the group than she was. His armor was still dirtier than hers, even though she had stood so close to the Riolu that some of his blood probably had splashed up at her when... when it happened. Caedmon's dog-like features were so different from her own cat-like appearance. And his personality and everything was different from hers. But for some reason, she thought she understood him now. It didn't please her, as it made her confused; she'd rather wanted to be telling her squad true words but the truth was that she only told them that to calm them down. She was more confused than any of them. Sure, the last thought she had had when looking into the eyes of the Riolu had been that she would easily kill him if he made as much as a sound again. But Maverick's way of doing it was so different. Demonstrative. Demonstrating against Caedmon.

She decided to try and be her old self, and walked up behind her superior officer. "Hey," she said with her cheerful and confident voice. "You should get that armor cleaned quickly when you get home, commander. The longer it goes without cleaning, the longer time the blood will leave a stench, you know."

She gave him a weak smile and hoped that he would understand that she wanted to cheer him up rather than tease him.

"Me and the rest of the Knights will love coming home after such an eventful day," she then added. "I don't think we lost a single woman... or man. Did we?"
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As the group of knights continued walking through the forest, Caedmon made sure to stay a good deal away from the other knights, knowing that most would either be confused or plain old dislike him for what he had chosen to say down there. None the less, he didn’t regret saying it, and he was going to say it once again, when they reached the city.

Caedmon noticed his paws were clenched and his muscles were rather tense and he forced himself to breathe out heavily, trying to relax. What he had witnessed had been nothing but murder. At least when fighting the mechanist forces, they had chosen to fight the knights. They knew what they got themselves into, and they –could- defend themselves. Those Pokémon back there… were like twigs, sitting in the sand as a tsunami washed over them. Thinking about it made Caedmon’s blood boil, his eyes starting to flare up with their flame-like blue hue.

“Hey. You should get that armor cleaned quickly when you get home, commander. The longer it goes without cleaning, the longer time the blood will leave a stench, you know.”

The comment came so suddenly, completely out of the blue that Caedmon, for once, was startled. He turned his head, blinking in surprise a few times, though he kept walking. He looked to Ribibin as she smiled up at him, faintly even. He stayed quiet for a while, simply looking down at her thoughtfully and somewhat curiously. He hadn’t been sure what to make of her during his little anger fit with Maverick, but no matter her stance, she seemed to be trying to cheer him up.

He looked down himself, noticing how dirty his armor had actually become, a little smile spreading on his lips. “Hmh. I suppose I –have- gotten it a bit messier than usually. I’ll have to do it after meeting up with the council.”
He walked on for a little bit, actually rather happy that Ribibin of all the Pokémon there, had come to speak with him. She had always seemed like a sensible woman to him, and her presence soothed him, to a degree.

"Me and the rest of the Knights will love coming home after such an eventful day. I don’t think we lost a single woman… or man. Did we?”

Caedmon shook his head, lifting a paw as he began dusting off some loose flakes of dirt or blood off of his armor while replying. “No, we didn’t. We had some injured, but our medics are taking care of them. It… will be good to come home. Once I have spoken to the council… I think I will clean my armor, get me some food and sit down somewhere nice and quiet… contemplate a bit. Relax.”

He paused, glancing towards Ribibin again, his expression less rigid than when they had been going in. All in all, he seemed a lot more relaxed, now that the job had been finished, even if there was a hint of something that might be interpreted as sadness in the way he looked at her. Though it was hard to tell.
“Tell me, Triss… why do you do this?” To answer her questioning gaze, he lifted his right paw, moving it across the wandering knights to their right, though still looking at her. “Why do you fight? What’s your purpose, what drives you? I find that an existence where you do something simply to –do- it… is a very hollow experience. So tell me… what do you believe in?”

He looked more curious than anything else, and it didn’t seem like he was testing her or anything like it, even if his tone was still a little half-rigid and wary. As they were walking, a breeze blew down over them, Caedmon’s ears twitching a little in response to this, his tail slowly moving back and forth behind him, as if carried by the breeze.
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Maverick walked through the forest. Before, Caedmon would be right next to him, now his second in command was right behind him. Maverick had hid it well. He was furious with Caedmon's attempt to fight against his authority. He had been given this position by the Council themselves and he would be damned if Caedmon would try to fight the Council's orders. Yes, he would definitely talk to the Council about this. Caedmon might think he was in the right, but Maverick knew better. For the most part he was silent as he walked with the other Knights through the forest. Most of them were looking at him with new found respect while others seemed to be a tad bit confused on what had just happened and he could feel a bit glaring daggers into his back. He didn't care, he just needed to get to Markus and see what needed to be done next.

The Knights finally emerged from the trees and headed toward the city. It was approaching nightfall by the time they could see the city gates, and already Maverick could see something was wrong. There were more Knights at the gate than ever before and the gates were shut tight. He led the group up there, "Knight! What is going on?" The Sawk frowned, "Sir.... there has been a disaster. The Mechanists showed up and attacked the Council! Almost killed them all, but in the end they... they..."

Maverick grabbed the Sawk's shoulders, "Spit it out!"

"...They captured Matthew Sir!"

Maverick felt his body go numb for a brief second and a growl escaped his throat. "OPEN THESE GATES! KNIGHTS, DOUBLE TIME TO THE CHAMBERS! CAEDMON AND KNIGHT-COMMANDERS WITH ME! THAT MEANS YOU TOO RIBIBIN!" Once the gates were open a fraction Maverick bounded in. Most of the streets were clear, even though it wasn't curfew yet and Maverick finally reached the Chambers and bounded up the stairs. By the time he got up to the correct floor he was covered in sweat. There were now more Knight patrolling the hallway. He bounded past them and into the Council's meeting room. The rest of the Council were seated in their chairs, silent. Maverick came in and knelt before them as he waited to hear their proclamation. Famidus was there after him, kneeling as well.


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Location: Birch Enclave


Damon was silent as the news struck him. He had already dropped off Matthew at the hospital and once he was done with that he had been informed that Riley wanted to see him. The Tyrogue had waited for him to be seated before he had laid on him in one fell swoop about what had happened at Kanto. Damon just listened and finally spoke, "We need to get a team over there. Find survivors."

Riley just nodded, "I'll send out a message by the megaphones. Just make sure you get them there quick."

Damon weakly nodded his head and sluggishly walked out of the room. Urta was just outside, "Well, what did he say?"

Damon just sighed, "We're having another meeting at the convention center. Come on." He made his way to the center as the megaphones that were placed throughout the city turned on, "ATTENTION, ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! THAT IS ALL."
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Brenn was wandering the streets of the Birch enclave without any real sense of direction. She eyed the different buildings; the Declarum were better then the Empire any day, but they sure did have confusing city lay-outs. Brenn wandered aimlessly down the streets, studying the passers by. These people were a lot less disciplined then the people she had used to live with. Kids chattered and ran across the street, people smiled and spoke freely to one another. Where she came from, kids like these would quickly get punished for acting so foolishly. The liveliness of the streets perked up Brenn's mood a bit; they've successfully completed their mission. Maybe it was time she relaxed? Her muscles were really stiff and.. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loudspeaker.

"ATTENTION, ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! THAT IS ALL." Came the blaring sound. Brenn rolled her eyes before heading in the direction of the sound. The Crawdaunt didn't know exactly where she was or where she was headed, but she could follow the general direction of the sound.
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“Tell me, Triss… why do you do this?”

Triss looked questioningly up at him. What? Walk up and talk to him?

He lifted his right paw, moving it across the wandering knights to their right as if to show what he meant, though still looking at her. “Why do you fight? What’s your purpose, what drives you? I find that an existence where you do something simply to –do- it… is a very hollow experience. So tell me… what do you believe in?”

The Weavile looked down on her feet as they walked. They were side by side now, some ways away from the line of soldiers marching onward through the grass and vegetation. Towards home. Happy that they had lived to see another day. Constantly facing death and danger. Living to fight. Fight for what was... right?

"My mother was a Knight of Oran. She believed in them and fought for the reasons the Council told her to fight for. I share her beliefs. Our beliefs."

She still didn't look up at Caedmon; to say at this moment that she shared the beliefs of the Council - and by extension Maverick - could be a bit inappropriate. But it was true, on the whole. An almost inaudible sigh escaped her lips before she finally glanced up at the Lucario again. He was a good man. Maybe he wouldn't think she was weird if she told him her real reasons.

"That's not all I fight for, though. Not all I live for. I'm... I'm a woman. I know our traditions," her face went a bit strained here, thinking about her mother's fate, "too well. But I can't believe that women are worth less than men. Some things I've seen even point towards the opposite. I... don't like... the way some men think and treat women. I really don't... like it."

She stopped there. She might have said too much already. A bit worriedly, she looked away from Caedmon. But he wouldn't hate her for it. She hadn't said that she hated him, after all. Only some men. Not him.

"I want life to be more fair. But I still concur with the way we live our lives under the reign of the Council! I don't complain... other than about that."



((OOC: since Greiger wrote about the Knights not reaching Markus until the evening / nightfall, I won't post about that yet. I'll just wait for Caedmon's replies :3 maybe Sir Bastian can write about reaching the city if he feels they have conversed enough. Or we can continue for a few more posts~))
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As they continued walking along the undergrowth, Caedmon kept a close eye on Ribibin after asking his question. More out of some kind of curiosity of hearing her answer, rather than expecting an attack or the like. All in all, he was both relaxed… and tense at the same time, but he didn’t seem to notice the latter.

"My mother was a Knight of Oran. She believed in them and fought for the reasons the Council told her to fight for. I share her beliefs. Our beliefs."

He nodded his head faintly and lifted his gaze, looking ahead once more, ducking down to avoid a particularly low-hanging branch. He had expected her to say this. He expected every knight to say this, or some kind of version of it at least. He would have been disappointed if not.
He did, however, sense that there was something else on her mind. The entire way of not looking up at him, coupled with a somewhat audible sigh escaping her lips made his ears twitch a little, but he stayed quiet. He wasn’t going to press someone to tell him something she wouldn’t want to.

"That's not all I fight for, though. Not all I live for. I'm... I'm a woman. I know our traditions… too well. But I can’t believe that women are worth less than men. Some things I've seen even point towards the opposite. I... don't like... the way some men think and treat women. I really don't... like it."

A faint smile touched his lips at this, glancing down at the Weavile to meet her gaze before looking ahead again, lifting a paw to scratch one of his ears idly as they walked through a small clearing. They were far enough away from the other knights for them to hear anything at all. Not that Caedmon was worried about that.

Ribibin, after seeing him look forwards again, quickly added; "I want life to be more fair. But I still concur with the way we live our lives under the reign of the Council! I don't complain... other than about that."

“You do not have to make excuses around me, Triss. I know fully well what position you’re in. I have met a lot of others who had the same view of things as you do. Personally…” he glanced a little upwards, pausing for a moment while thinking about what he wanted to say. “… I do not see much point in females having the same jobs as males in our society, but I suppose that is simply how I have been brought up. However.” He added, looking down to her again, the smile having faded, to give way for a slightly more serious expression.

“That does not mean I think little of females. One gender could not exist without the other. And to add to that… when a female becomes a knight, they simply stop being a female. They become a knight, with the purpose of serving the council, and the land’s people. Once you are a knight… things such as gender mean nothing. To me, at least.”

He rolled his head a little, looking down himself to study his dirtied armor closer, frowning slightly at the mess he had made of it. He continued speaking. “I am glad you do not simply follow the orders of the council like a blind Mareep being led by a leash. There is a very fine balance in between being a slave, and a rebel. That path is very hard to find, especially for knights… but I do believe I have attained that.”
Pausing for another moment, he reached out to pick a wild berry off of a bush, looking it over while lifting his other paw to wipe it a little.

“You cannot simply do as you’re told, but at the same time, it would mean you rebelled, if you went against orders. You have to have your own reasons for doing what you are told to do. And when your own reasons go against your orders…” He smiled a knowing, yet slightly guilty smile, looking to her again. “… Well, you were there.”

Taking a bite of the berry, he chewed happily on it for a little while before continuing again. “It’s important to know what you fight for, and why you do it. It’s not enough to simply borrow someone else’s viewpoint.” He took another bite, head tilting back to look up into the sky, which was starting to colour a faint orange by now. Staring upwards, he spoke again, slightly quieter now.
“… I have not seen something like what happened today happen before, Triss. But I would have spoken up, if it had, even when I was little. We… are the knights of the Oran. We are the council’s tool, but we are also the protectors of the weak, here to make those who cannot fight, safe. What happened today… was against what it means to be a knight.” He wrinkled his snout slightly, still looking upwards. It looked like he was frowning, but… there was something other than displeasure in his look. Perhaps sadness?

“I know the code. But there is more to being a knight than the code. I have learned from the best, and he has taught me what it truly means to be a knight. And I will not back down from that.”
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"Geoff, you're going to lead a chick who just got here around the entire place like the risk of the Knights coming here is nothing to worry about?"

"Yes, if she's up for it. I've already told you: no one -- especially not a Knight -- would be stupid enough to come to an Enclave alone in hostility."

"Fine! Do what you want! Don't blame me if she slashes you in the back when you're showing her a dark alley!" Brice stormed out of the clinic, almost literally considering sparks were flying from his body. Geoffrey turned back to the Absol, bowing his head in slight shame.

"I apologize for my partner's attitude. A Council spy killed his mother in cold blood while he was at lessons. Poor gal didn't do a thing, but he just... slaughtered her. Body ripped apart, and all that."

"My condolences," she answered, for once speaking truthfully about her sympathy for a Mechanist, and pondering about the Council even more so now than ever before. Killing someone that attacks you is one thing, but a civilian that doesn't even want to fight? Heartless. "But I would enjoy seeing what the enclave has to offer."

Walking around Birch, Alice noticed how large it really was. Sure, the clinic had a view of the entire city, but when you get to actually seeing the buildings and streetways it's almost dauntingly enormous. It was certainly bigger than Tanyun, if they could be compared. Metal and foliage encompassed the area, even acting as support beams for the underground town, probably because the surface above it could fall.

All the buildings were made of metal, too. It was obviously more malleable than stone, as many of the homes looked stylishly disconfigured to suit their owners' tastes; they all seemed to blend perfectly together in spite of multiple different designs. Some of them had vines and flowers abound, some were covered in dirt for a more earthy look, and some were even painted. Did they have Smeargle doing that on request? Their MediMart, a place for basic medical supplies anyone could use as Geoffrey said, had its "MediMart" blue-painted banner glowing fluorescently. Alice was told that the paint was spread over lights that the Mart's resident Lanturn charges on a daily basis, and it goes out at night to signify the shop's closing time.

There was an inn for traveling Mechanists as well, emphasizing hospitality pretty strongly according to its Blissey owner. The beds looked comfortable, they had a full selection of fresh food, and the employees enjoyed their job. The pride of the city, however, wasn't in the hotel, the clinic, the buildings, or even the training ground.

It was the convention center. At least a couple thousand square feet large, with little more than the front doors being revealed from the front, this thing probably was probably carved straight into the stone and dirt. reaching to the ocean. The inside was probably able to hold an entire enclave in itself, which may be a good thing in time of disaster.

"Most of our general business is conducted here, since it's the only building big enough to accommodate all of the Declarum Forces. The other enclaves have their own for enclave-specific issues, but none as big as this."

"ATTENTION, ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! THAT IS ALL." Alice winced at the sudden booming around the city.

"And those are the megaphones that were set up so the entire enclave can receive any urgent news." Everything seemed to have a useful purpose, even speakers. "Anyways, since we're around the building and I won't have time to bring you back to the clinic, would you be so willing as to come inside? Making it to the Kanto Enclave unscathed could easily make you a reliable soldier for the Declarum Forces if you ever decide to join us." On the way in, Alice noticed an armored Crawdaunt outside, and an awfully familiar one at that.

"GEOFF, YOU IDIOT!" Brice shouted across the road. "YOU'RE BRINGIN' THAT NEWBIE TO A DF MEETING?!" When he caught up, Geoff answered him.

"Yes, that was the idea. I can't very well bring her back to the clinic and return in time, it's nearly halfway across the enclave."

"AUGH. I hate you." Without any more arguing, knowing Geoff to be a punctual person, Brice stomped into the convention center, his partner and Alice trailing behind.

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"ATTENTION, ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! ALL DECLARUM FORCES ARE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION CENTER! THAT IS ALL." Well, that didn't give Ken much time to relax. Granted, that little time was spent sleeping and refilling his pellet supply, but still.
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“You do not have to make excuses around me, Triss. I know fully well what position you’re in. I have met a lot of others who had the same view of things as you do. Personally…” he glanced a little upwards, pausing for a moment while thinking about what he wanted to say. Ribibin eagerly anticipated the next words but was a bit surprised when she heard them.

“… I do not see much point in females having the same jobs as males in our society, but I suppose that is simply how I have been brought up. However.” He added before she could say something emotional that her better senses knew she would regret later. “That does not mean I think little of females. One gender could not exist without the other. And to add to that… when a female becomes a knight, they simply stop being a female. They become a knight, with the purpose of serving the council, and the land’s people. Once you are a knight… things such as gender mean nothing. To me, at least.”

Triss looked up at Caedmon, trying to not reveal her thoughts. She didn't know what to say now. "I never... thought about it that way." Knights had no genders? Oh, but they did. Alice was the only highly ranked woman. Genders did exist. But Triss wasn't going to argue with Caedmon now.

As the Lucario continued talking about the fine line between being a slave and being a rebel, Ribibin listened. She walked closer to him than she usually walked, even with friends. She didn't even notice it. The Lucario spoke calmly and wisely. He seemed so inverted and somewhat without a real personality at times, but she now saw that it was wrong. He had a lot of history, a lot of reasons for doing what he did and being who he was. At least one really good reason, he must have. She had heard what Maverick had said about his past, during the massacre in the mechanist enclave. His parents...

But he said that females couldn't have the same jobs as males. What did he mean by that? Ribibin could do anything she wanted. Any female could, at least just as well as males. Her feminist mind wouldn't accept anyone saying these things, even though some part of her deep inside had an idea of that men and their bigger physical strength and competitive minds probably were better at some things, while women were better at others. That was something she was never going to accept. And it was... beside the point right now anyways.

“I know the code. But there is more to being a knight than the code. I have learned from the best, and he has taught me what it truly means to be a knight. And I will not back down from that," Caedmon finished.

"You are wise. It's good that we have a commander like you," Ribibin said, without much emotion. It sounded like a simple statement. She didn't want to imply that she didn't think Maverick was good; the Grovyle seemed very wise as well. In other ways. She actually didn't know what more to say now. They just walked on in silence back to Markus.
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"You are wise. It's good that we have a commander like you.” Ribibin replied to Caedmon’s long train of thought. She didn’t, however, sound all that convincing when she had said it. Caedmon didn’t mind, however. She was right in the fact that life within the cities was very unfair for the women, which was why he did everything in his power to make everyone equals, as soon as they became knights. It had proven… fairly fruitless thus far, however. He –was- only one person.

He walked along silently for a while, finishing off the berry, licking his paw clean afterwards. As the city began sprouting in the horizon, Caedmon glanced down at Triss again, suddenly looking very thoughtful. He then slowly spoke, looking ahead of himself again.
“… I realize that life can be very unfair, on females especially. I… hrm.” He lifted a paw, scratching his chin a little, his mind registering a large amount of figures moving about at the gates.

“I once had a friend. She was in the same squad as me, and she was, by every measure of it, better than me at the time. I was rather young, but we got along perfectly. She had the same views of females as you and Alice most likely have. I will not say you have a certain point of view, I am only guessing. But whenever we had a spare moment, she would try to make me understand. Try to teach me how a female could do exactly the same as a man, and why we should all be equal.”

A faint smile spread on his lips, memories starting to flood back to him, making his gaze lift slightly towards the darkening sky. “I never quite understood it. But she kept trying. I think I may have started to see… at least a hint of the reasoning behind it, eventually.” He sighed faintly, his ears laying slightly back on the top of his head as a faint frown spreads on his lips. “Of course, this only lasted until-“

He broke himself off, his ears twitching and his head snapping back to stare ahead of him. His ears had picked up one of the guards saying something to Maverick. He hadn’t quite heard it, but somewhere inside of him, he had understood that this was bad, bad news.
"OPEN THESE GATES! KNIGHTS, DOUBLE TIME TO THE CHAMBERS! CAEDMON AND KNIGHT-COMMANDERS WITH ME! THAT MEANS YOU TOO RIBIBIN!"

Caedmon gave a glance to Ribibin, his emotional expression completely disappeared to make way for the serious, determined mask he always wore in battle. As Maverick stormed in through the gates, Caedmon dashed forwards as well, following right behind him.

After just a few moments of running through the empty, almost dark streets, they ran inside of the council’s office. Caedmon lept up the stairs three at a time until they reached the council’s chamber. He swiftly moved up next to Maverick and knelt down, resting a paw on his risen knee, the other on the ground. Of the quick look into the room, he noticed that Matthew wasn’t there. Perhaps that was what the knight had been saying. He had focused too much on Ribibin, and it had left him exposed. It annoyed him, and he promised himself that he would not be so careless another time.
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