EXTERMINATION

[Strikit]

Talk about a femme fatale, Jess. X]

You're accepted. I may use Adam in the future to play with that romantic relationship thing.

 

[KillehKiwi]

Oh, I know right! I had a lot of fun thinking her upp! ;D
Oh my God, that'd be epic! ;D

I prefer to use the term, 'Siren' for Colbie. ;D

 

[LordSephy]

You got that term idea from me >_>

Bad adam bad!....we'll see what happens >=) should be interesting.

 

[Megaman765]

Name: Issac Stelling

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Faction: Synthetic Rebellious

Appearance: Issac goes by about 6'0 inches tall at most.

Along with the black eyes that come with every synthetic, Issac comes with short hair with short bangs growing down on his forehead. Issac would never be seen with Extremely long hair, He always thinks it would get in his way. For clothes, He wears a brown Trench coat along with Belted Blue Jeans and Brown Oxford shoes. In Warmer environments, Issac wears a Casual blue T-shirt that says "Victim" In red on the back, With Blue jean shorts that go down below his knees. The words on the back of his T shirt were actually sewed on by himself. It's really just a plain blue T shirt.

Issac's Most Distinct feature is the cast that holds his Paralyzed arm. Because of an Incident when the humans experimented on him (Explained in history,) Issac is unable to use his Left arm at all, Making it complete dead weight for him. However because of his dysfunctional Left arm, His Right arm has become Considerably stronger. Issac can't feel anything with his left arm. You could stab it with a knife and he wouldn't feel a thing. The reason he hasn't cut it off yet is to show true borns the results of their Experiments.

He also wears a black leather glove on his paralyzed hand so nobody else can see it. Even though Issac can't move or feel his arm at all, The glove is still fits like one. When no clothing is hiding his paralyzed arm, Various black markings and Disturbing Wounds can be seen on it. A large scar going down from his elbow to his wrist, Vains that are very visible on his hand, And a large gash on his Shoulder can be seen. Even Issac is disgusted looking at it. Whenever Issac isn't wearing a trenchcoat to hide his wounds, He wears a black Cut out sleeve taped on his left arm to hide it.


Personality: He's very cocky. Even with one arm, Issac feels like he could take on the world. Every so often, Other synthetics had made fun of Issac for missing an arm. Those same people had taken a very hard punch to the face from Issac's Much stronger right hand, Enough to leave a hole in a wall. Even though he's won almost every fight he's gotten into, Older synthetics still attempt to taunt Issac. It's not like they knew what happened in the lab. Though he eventually got used to such insults. Despite the fact that Issac had Nasty experiences that he'd rather forget but he's still more then willing to share his own stories to anybody that's curious.


History: Issac was born a little bit before Adam's escape, meaning he was the subject of many inhumane Experiments for quite awhile. One of these experiments cost him his left arm. The experiment was about just how much pain a Synthetic could endure compared to a True born. He could still remember it. Machines digging into his arm, Cutting it as much as they could, Whatever drugs they injected into it, So many Unspeakable actions. It was to his luck that he was liberated when Adam had escaped. It was just before Issac was about to face another near death experience.

As he escaped, Issac was followed by a stray Synthetic Porygon, That was colored black on it's bottom, And still kept its red color for its face. The Porygon had also been escaping, Possibly from another Experiment. What Intrigued Issac the most was how a Porygon was able to be cloned, but either way, Issac helped the Porygon escape with him and kept it as his own, Nicknaming it Rom.

Issac was desperate for revenge. The T.B.R.A seemed like the best place to start. Assisting them would get him closer to finding the True borns. Despite the Sympathy the T.B.R.A Had for Issac, He was turned away rather quickly because of his arm. There isn't much that a man with one arm could help anybody with. While Issac understood, He was very upset that there wasn't much of anything he could do. He would probably be the only Synthetic with such a disability. He would either have to do the work by himself or just ignore the whole situation.

As time passed, Issac spent his time training His Porygon and tinkering around with it. If he had a well raised Pokemon, Perhaps he would be able to join the T.B.R.A. Like several other Synthetics, Issac also lived in Sunnyshore. It was the safest place for a Synthetic after all. He even had a small home in the middle of the city. As Issac trained up his Porygon and bonded with it a little better, It began to get more Mischievous as it joined with Society after being locked up in that lab.

One day Issac's porygon had wandered off while Issac was sleeping and had gotten into his computer. Being completely made of program code (Or at least, cloned from a pokemon that was made of it), The porygon had transferred inside of Issac's Computer for the whole night. As rom was inside the computer, it tinkered with several files, and even downloaded some into his programing. When Issac woke up, He was welcomed by a Porygon 2, and a very very busted up computer. Not sure rather or not to be Angry at him or not, He was at least glad that his pokemon had evolved.

As of now Issac is still desperate to find some way to assist the T.B.R.A but just walking in the front door obviously wasn't working. Perhaps if he was recommended by somebody that was with the T.B.R.A then it would be possible. The question was who would possibly recommend a synthetic with one arm.

Pokemon:

Nickname: Rom
Species: Porygon-2
Gender: (doesn't have one)
Moves: Conversion, Signal beam, Tri-Attack, Splice, Lock-on

Appearance: His upper body is still colored white, While his nose is completely colored black, along with it's Tail, chest, And feet. If you weren't too experienced, Then an average person would confuse it for a shiny Porygon if they had never seen one.

Personality: Like said before, he's extremely Mischievous when it comes to computers. He's like a walking virus just waiting to attack. Even in battle he's like this. Combined with Lock-on, Signal beam could act like a sniper if it really wanted to use it for such a purpose.

History: Issac's First pokemon that escaped with him after being liberated. Rom evolved after it decided to mess with Issac's computer and ever since, It's had the Urge to always go inside anything related to computers either to screw around with it, Or to hack by instruction of Issac.As of right now, This is his only pokemon, Meaning Rom has had the most battle experience mostly from friendly battles with synthetics that haven't picked on Issac.


RP Sample: Not like I haven't been in two other roleplays with you or anything :p If you really need one I'll make one.

(Sorry this took so long. It was mostly because of laziness, brother hogging laptop.... and Mario galaxy 2 :3 I still feel there could be some details that I might add later but for now, this is my SU.)

Edit: Changed discharge to Tri attack.

 

[Strikit]

Accepted, Kyle.

We start as soon as the OOC Thread gets accepted.

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Name: Chase Hess

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Faction: True Born

Appearance: What sets Chase apart from the Synthetics are his bright green eyes. They're highly conspicuous, but almost always filled with humor. Before the war began, Chase was always tanned due to his love of being outside. Now he has to scavenge any moment of daylight he can, but he still manages to keep a fairly tan complexion. His face is fairly angular, and his features are somewhat pointed. Time away from access to a barber has left him with shaggy dirty blonde hair that almost comes down past his ears. But far from being embarrassed by it, Chase loves his hair. His physique isn't exactly muscular, but he's lean and well capable of what his job entails.

Before the war began Chase's favorite pastime was skateboarding. Though he was good at it, he lost his balance every now and then and has the scars to show for it. Over his left eyebrow is a faint white line, and on his right leg is a more obvious scar where he had to have a pin inserted into his tibula after he broke it. His wardrobe is a hint even now as to who he was and still is, because he was able to save his favorite clothing when the raids on True Borns began. It consists mainly of baggy jeans in the darker spectrum of colors, some with rips from wear, three pairs of Vans, one black, one white, and one white with black soles, and various shirts. Most importantly is his black hoodie. He always wears it on raids, as they usually occur at night, and it helps him to blend in before he stages his attack. One would think, then, that the hoodie would be filthy, but it's not. He keeps it clean using the Chateau's washing facilities. Sometimes he wears a black hat with 'Suicidal Tendencies' across the front in grey, homage to his favorite band. Sadly, they're no longer able to play because of the war, but Chase owns almost all of their CDs and as long as he pays attention and keeps the volume down, he can play his music with a CD player that he managed to steal from one of the cities.

Personality: Chase's job is to raid Synthetic cities and attack T.B.R.A. who are scouting the area in search of his kin and natural Pokemon. The raids sometimes result in death, either in the team he leads, or more often of Synthetics. Despite the dark nature of his job, however, Chase is a good humored person and can find something to laugh about in almost any situation. However, he has a problem with arrogance. Xavier chose him to lead the raids because of his intelligence, good instincts, and physical fitness. It could be said that having control has gone to his head.

Despite this, Chase is thoughtful and considerate. His first concern is the health and happiness of the people he cares about. Sadly, this concern is not extended to human Synthetics. When he first began leading the raids he had serious qualms about taking human life, but as he has become more accustomed with the atrocities Synthetics commit he has become convinced that Synthetics are not truly human. Their Pokemon, on the other hand, are worthy of his care and concern. Instead of killing them he'll take them if he can and bring them back to the Chateau, where attempts will be made to convince them that True Borns are the people they should be siding with. Chase knows that not every effort can be successful, but it breaks his heart every time that a Pokemon has to be put down for the safety of the True Borns.

Chase is closer to no one than his three partners. Though he does have his human companions, they could easily betray him at any second, and betrayal when one is a fugitive can be fatal. As a result he has learned to communicate with his Pokemon beyond simple master and Pokemon relations. They are who he looks to first when on a raid, and when he needs companionship.

History: Chase was born in Hearthome. His mother was a nurse at the Pokemon Center, and his father was a landscaper for Amity square. They had a middle class income, but were never terribly scraped for money. Chase was closer to his mother than to his father, due to the special attention she paid to him despite having to work all hours. They had a Chansey that acted somewhat like a maid, cleaning, cooking on occasion, and watching him when he was small. When Chase was eight his mother brought home a Cubone to foster while it healed. Instead of taking to her, however, it immediately attached itself to Chase. He was allowed to keep it, and named it Kamikaze. He and Kami were almost like brothers, growing up together as they did. When Chase turned eighteen he moved to Eterna, having been offered a job at the museum by his uncle. Kamikaze went with him and they moved into an apartment near the gym.

Life in Eterna was calm, but Chase got bored quickly. He wanted to do something much more interesting than taking money and letting people into a museum for a living. Finally he decided that he wanted to begin training at the gym. Chase submitted a request to Gardenia, but just as it was about to be accepted Synthetics began raiding the surrounding cities. It was this that allowed Chase to grab some clothes, his favorite CDs, and his hoodie before fleeing into the forest. He wandered for a few weeks and was almost captured by a T.B.R.A. before Xavier found him and took him back to the Chateau, which he had already readied for human inhabitation. Chase was able to help him find True Born refugees and take them to the Chateau. Working with him, Xavier began to trust him and decided that he would be the perfect candidate to lead raids on cities after Synthetics took them over, and T.B.R.A. This was how the True Born forces at the Chateau managed to get many of their supplies. After several months of this Alice came to Chase and he willingly took her in. Soon after, he staged a raid on T.B.R.A.s that came into the forest and took Cyco from them. At first Cyco was meant to go to Xavier as a gift from Chase, but Xavier's Zangoose strongly despised Cyco at first sight, so Chase took him instead. Now Chase is helping to plan major attacks on cities, determined more than ever to take their world back. And, of course, to find out what happened to his parents. Living so far from them, on the other side of Mt. Coronet, Chase has no idea what became of them after the raids started.

Pokémon:

-Name: Kamikaze, nicknamed Kami
-Gender: Male
-Species: Marowak
-Appearance: Kami is taller than the average Marowak, at four feet tall. On his head is a sleek, pointed skull, somewhat reptilian in appearance. His eyes peer out through holes on either side, suspicious and calculating of everything and everyone. His body is dusty brown and scaly, with a light tan underbelly. His tail is muscular, with a small horn on the top near the tip. Never will Kami be found without a large bone in his hand, shaped somewhat like a human tibia but smaller.
-Personality: True to his species, Kami is highly antisocial. He rarely forms anything more than a business relationship with people or Pokemon, and to this day is closer to Chase than anyone else. He regards his teammates with suspicion, having seen how easy it is for someone to lose their life in present day. With Chase, he's loyal, focused on his goals, and protective. Among his favorite things are Pecha berries and feather pillows, but anyone who finds out will be threatened with his bone and encouraged to remain quiet about it.
-History: Kami was Chase's first Pokemon. Since his mother was a nurse, she had the chance to take in an injured Cubone. That Cubone took an immediate liking to her son, who was eight. That was how Chase began his partnership with Kamikaze, who is so named for his tendency to rush headfirst into things without paying much mind to potential consequences. A tighter bond than Kami's and Chase's was hard to find from the start. When the war began Kami barely was able to escape with Chase, but he managed. After Xavier commissioned Chase to begin raiding he gained experience until he evolved after a particularly difficult raid. He has a more active role in the raids since then.
-Moveset: Bonemerang, Thrash, Endeavor, False Swipe, Leer

-Name: Alice
-Gender: Female
-Species: Misdreavus
-Appearance: Around Alice's neck are several pink spheres in a necklace-like formation. Inside of these spheres, smoky red constantly shifts and changes shape. Pokemon researchers have discovered that this substance is actually fear. Her basic body shape is very billowy and elegant, somewhat like a dress and elegant hairstyle. The tips of the tufts on her head are a color between pink and purple. The rest of her body is dark teal, somewhat darker than the other members of her species. Alice's eyes are large and red, with yellow scleras.
-Personality: Alice is shy and timid. She prefers to stick with the people and Pokemon she trusts, and no one else. This is without a doubt because of her trainer's death at the hands of the Synthetics. Also stemming from this is her mistrust of Cyco. She'll work with him because Chase asks it of her, and she adores him for taking her in. But whenever possible she'll keep a distance from Cyco.
-History: Alice's trainer was killed when Synthetic raiding began. She barely managed to escape and went into hiding in Eterna Forest. She lived there for a year before she saw Chase conducting raids on Synthetics. The first time she found him she fled deeper into the forest, terrified and thinking he was T.B.R.A. But when she saw him again she noted that he had green eyes instead. Thus she began to watch him. Finally she brought up the courage to come forth. When Chase realized that she was a natural Pokemon he brought her back to the Chateau and welcomed her to the team.
-Moveset: Shadow Ball, Perish Song, Mean Look, Confuse Ray, Ominous Wind

-Name: Cyco [pronounced like Psycho]
-Gender: Male
-Species: Kabutops
-Appearance: Cyco's overall appearance is sharp, vicious, and dangerous. From short, insectile forearms grow long and frightening scythes. His head is shaped somewhat like a crescent moon and formed by three plates, with black eyes peering viciously from beneath the center plate on either side. His back is covered by rows of spines, and his tail is long and pointed. Cyco's legs are long and jointed, and his feet are tipped with two claws like toes. Four plates make up his underbelly, the bottommost one pointed at the tip. All of this makes him hardly any different from a natural Kabutops. However, Cyco is black instead of brown, with his underbelly being white.
-Personality: Cyco is cynical, aggressive, and highly obediant. His training with the Synthetics has conditioned him to follow any order without questioning. He is one of the naturalized Pokemon, so he has the instincts of a natural Kabutops, but being with Synthetics has most certainly changed him from the natural way of life for his species. He works well with the rest of the team as far as work is concerned, but socially he prefers to be alone. He has no love for Chase, only a respect.
-History: Cyco was cloned from a Kabuto that was taken from a True Born during a raid. He was left in the Biodome for a full year and allowed to gain instincts. When he was in partnership with a T.B.R.A. he was highly successful, precise, and deadly. Chase brought his agent down with Kami and took Cyco back to the Chateau so that he could make an effort to save him. After a time Cyco began to get accustomed to the True Born way of life and go on raids with Chase. It took some time for him to be okay with killing Synthetics, but now he looks forward to the raids. His vicious nature promotes a desire to bloody his scythes.
-Moveset: Night Slash, Surf, Ice Beam, Ancient Power, Splice

 

[Strikit]

This RP will be mildly chapter-based. I'll offer little missions and sidequests to keep things interesting. For your first post, just get to either Sunyshore or the Old Chateau. If your character is already there go about daily business.
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Sunyshore is the capitol of Sinnoh since the Synthetics took over. The building that was once the gym has been heavily altered. Another floor has been added, making it twice as tall. The building has been altered so that it is covered in tinted windows so that from the outside it is just a reflective surface, but from the inside on any floor one can see out. It is referred to simply as The Capitol. This is the building captured True Borns and natural born Pokemon are brought to. Naomi Johnson herself examines them, along with a select few officials that she highly trusts. It is from there that they are sent to one of two places.

At the south western corner of Sunyshore is a single story building with grey walls, no windows, and one door. Few people are allowed inside. Most who enter never leave, for this is where the unsatisfactory True Borns and natural born Pokemon are sent to be Exterminated. It is only spoken of in hushed tones.

Off the coast of Sunyshore is a rocky island, where a seven story building stands. Across the front are silver words reading 'Biotech Industries.' True Borns are taken here for genetic testing. If their genotype is devoid of diseases and genetic deficiencies they are used to clone and perpetuate the Synthetic species. On the fifth floor is the Biodome. It is a large glass dome at the center of the floor filled with four quadrants: forest, lake, plain, and desert/mountainous. There is a special system that causes different weather patterns in the dome. Only people with special passes are allowed to come to the Biotech Industries building..

Sunyshore is still residential. There are homes throughout, and a Pokemon Center, along with stores for whatever one may need.

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Nestled in Eterna Forest near the exit that leads to Eterna City is the Old Chateau. During the reign of the True Borns its main use was something to dare kids to enter due to the tales of ghosts. Now it is like a miniature city. The entrance hall is kept carefully dusty and cobwebbed, so as to look uninhabited. That way if Synthetics intrude within they will be caught off guard when True Borns swarm and overcome them. Beyond the entrance hall, though, the Chateau bustles with life.

The kitchen is, of course, where meals are prepared. At least eight cooks come together to prepare three meals a day for the thirty odd people that inhabit the Chateau. The dining room and kitchen both are kept clean, overseen by Xavier Wilcott. He insists that even though the True Borns live in hiding, they don't have to live like animals. That is why the laundry room is equipped with a working washing machine that he went through the pains of stealing, and in the basement shifts of Electric Pokemon work around the clock to power the Chateau.

Luckily, due to the sheer size of the Chateau as of now everyone is able to have their own rooms if they so choose. However, parents room with their children and couples room together, therefore saving room. In order to keep things organized if one chooses to change rooms they must first tell Xavier. Most of the bedrooms are upstairs.

The ballroom is where Synthetic Pokemon are brought to assess whether they can be saved. Due to raids on Pokemon Centers they are in possession of sedatives, so they can sedate them while they assess their physical condition. If that is good they are individually assessed for temperament and mental state. If all checks out they can be assigned to a True Born. But if it does not they are euthanized as humanely as possible, for it is the general consensus that it is not their fault that they are like that.

On the roof sit people and Pokemon assigned as lookouts. They watch for approaching Synthetics and help keep the Chateau secure. Inside the wrought iron gates on the ground many canine Pokemon, such as Manectric, Mightyena, and Arcanine, stand guard for any intruders.

 

[LordSephy]

Jack hid behind a tree, struggling to catch his breath, were they still behind him? "Come on! Keep looking for him, we need as many genetically superior specimens as we can get! Besides, Mrs. Johnson would probably like to meet the escapee." Yep...still behind him. Jack burst out and kept running, they were chasing him...then, as often happens to him, even though he had no ideas up until a moment ago, a powerful string of them came to him all at once. He couldn't just kill them, then Naomi would probably sent a detailed search team to look through the entire forest, they would probably even look in the Chateau this time.....He had to lead them out of the forest.....Jack reached down to his belt and pulled off his one and only pokeball before tossing it up into the air. "My friend, I need you!" The pokeball released a small beam of light which took shape into the most powerful pokemon Jack himself had ever met, Gerard, his Dragonite. "We're gonna need to keep it toned down today buddy! We're not out for blood this time! Just use thunder!"

Gerard looked through the thick canopy of treetops until he found an opening with no leaves so as not to start a fire, he waited until the men were almost directly under it, then the clouds in the air above the trees turned black and gathered together, they flashed brightly and after a moment a bright streak of light erupted down from the sky and blasted the ground in the middle of the group of men and burned the ones closest to the striking point, but sent all of them sprawling to the ground and Jack took his chance, he jumped up into the air and Gerard flew right under him, catching him on his back, it wasn't the msot graceful landing, evidenced by Jack's "Oof!" And small tear of pain at the first moment. The men had gotten up now and were preparing their deployable motorcycles, they preferred to do the chase on foot but Jack and Gerard were moving too fast now. Gerard raced toward the Chateau and Jack grinned knowingly. "Alright buddy, get ready, this is gonna be painful....for me, you get the easy job, whatever you do, don't turn around, just keep flying, slow enough for them to see you until you get into Eterna City, the burst ahead of them and circle back around."

Gerard was wondering what the hell Jack could possibly be thinking, but he knew how crafty he was, so he kept flying, luckliy the synthetics hadn't caught up enough to see them yet, the Cheateau was coming up now, they were almose there, closer, closer, Jack tensed his legs, the muscles of constant excercise of necessity rippling underneath the skin, he squared his view on the entrance to the centuries old mansion, and, as they flew by, jumped. Gerard almost stopped for fear that Jack had fallen off, but then he remembered his job was to keep flying, so he burst into Eterna City and led the Synthetics away. Jack scrambled into the Chateau far enough to not be visible from outside and collapsed, he had jumped down from higher than he thought or hoped and had already been running a long while, after a crowd gathered around him he looked up and said. "I heard you guys take in True-borns?" Before his face hit the ground and darkness swallowed him.

 

[X75flames]

OOC: Haha, this is my uneventfull morning :P



Alexander rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. 4:30 A.M. Alexander didn't need to be up for another hour… He still couldn't go back to sleep. The night had been soundless, and he spelt well, but had a disorder as he called it. Alexander could not go back to sleep if he awoke in the morning. Because of this he tries to keep his room as dark as possible. The window on the wall beside his bed was covered by the blinds. Both of the doors were closed. Only a slight amount of light was allowed in the room. Everything was silent. Alexander wondered what had woke him up. He thought back to his dream.

Alexander dreamt that he was in a forest. He had ran alongside a Togekiss. The field was green, and surrounded by trees, and a few rocks obscured the grass. Alexander leapt over the rocks, and the Togekiss just flew right over. Half way through the run it started to turn into a kind of contest. As Alexander ran flat out, Togekiss just kept speeding up ever so slightly to stay a foot ahead of Alexander. Alxeander couldn't speed up anymore, so Togekiss just left him behind. Alexander struggled to try and even catch up, to see the pokemon again, but it was gone. Next thing he knew Alexander had hit a rock, and was now falling.

Alexander fell face first, and right as he hit the ground, he jerked awake. He realized that he had fallen asleep while trying to relive his dream and succeeded very well. Alexander had good memory. He yawned and turned to his clock again. 5:30 A.M. While he didn't have to be up yet either, Alexander knew that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. He sat up in his bed and tried to wipe awake his half asleep mind.

It was now 6 in the morning. Alexander had finished his shower and gotten dress. He walked into his kitchen for breakfast. Gastly floated around him, finally aware of his presence. "Keep bugging me, and I won't let you stay out of your pokeball at night. I shouldn't leave you out anyways. Who knows where you go!" Gastly looked at him, and shook his head chuckling to himself. Alexander gave Gastly a glare, which shut him up only out of the fact that Alexander wasn't kidding. He wouldn't think twice about shoving him into a pokeball, and wouldn't feel bad for it at all.

Alexander finished his small walk, and pressed a button in his kitchen. A minuet latter a warm omelet popped out with two slices of bacon beside it. He placed his glace under a faucet, and put the plat on the table. As Alexander's cup filled with water, he sent out his Vibrava. "Good morning, my True Blood friend. Did you sleep well?" The Vibrava gave him a strange look. He had spent a night in a pokeball, while that untrustworthy ghost floated free. "I can't let you out a lot, you know that. Well, we are going to try something new today. We will see if you you can stay hidden if another worker comes up." Alexander had been talking as he ate. He now looked back down at his Vibrava. "Fine..." Alexander tossed a slice of bacon to his pokemon. Vibrava was now happily eating. "I got to stop giving you that stuff. You're getting addicted, and its unhealthy. Vibrava gave him a look. "No, I'm not going to stop eating it! It's my bacon!" The small dragon buzzed playfully.

Alexander recalled his Vibrava, and looked at Gastly. "Ready to go?" Gastly chuckled some more, and took off through the door. "The more you do this, the less I trust you. You know that right?" The Gastly floated ahead of Alexander backwards, and started to chuckle more. Alexander couldn't help but smirk at the new pokemon's simplicity. Gastly floated backwards through a wall. Alexander started laughing as Gastly quickly floated back through. A scream rang out from the other side of the wall. "Now look what you did!" Alexander hissed. "Sorry!" Alexander started off fast down the hall now.

The sun was starting to rise now. It was about 6:30, and the horizon was a dark blue/ purple at the bottom, and a red/ orange at the top. The sun peaked over, and the town glowed a bright red. Alexander unlocked his bike from the rack, and mounted it. He looked at his Gastly, and couldn't help himself. "Try to keep up." Alexander took off at full speed, leaving Gastly as her thought about what his trainer had said. Alexander slowed down as the little cloud caught up, but more to stop his outfit from getting messed up in the wind. He looked behind him as the apartment building behind him shrank out of view, and a small purple blob floated up beside him.

Alexander locked his bike up, and watched the rack rotate off, and a fresh rack appered. Alexander still couldn't get over how fast the synthetics had advanced. He walked in through the automated doors. A bright smile on the secretary greeted him. "Good morning sir. Have a nice ride over here?"

Alexander smiled back, "As usual. I'm getting worried about this guy though." He gestured at Gastly, who gave him a strange look, "He's getting board, and that's not good for anyone." The secretary looked at the Gastly,

"He has been issued to you for a month now. Shouldn't you be putting him into a ball like the rest of you pokemon?"

Alexander couldn't help but give the lady a weird look like she knew nothing, "No, I'm still trying to figure out if he is stable. Besides," Alexander pretended to pet the Gastly on his unstable head, but it just went through, "This little guy is like a small Growlithe." Gastly played along, and looked lovingly at Alexander.

The secretary was now confused, and opened the elevator, "Well have a nice day sir."

"Alright, see you tonight."

"Excuse me?"

"Ya, you know, when I get out of work?" Alexander didn't wait for her to reply as the elevator door shut. He looked at his Gastly, and both of them couldn't stop busting up with laughter. Alexander was in a particularly good mood today, and he didn't know why. The elevator quickly ascended to the fifth floor. The door opened, and Alexander composed himself as he and Gastly had just stopped their laughter. He looked out at the biodome. Yet another of the synthetic's great advancements.

 

[Zamorak]

Skar was following Odessa through a large forest, mostly because he was lost and Odessa seemed to know where she was going. Odessa stopped for a second to sniff the air and then turned left and started running. Skar struggled to keep up with Odessa, and soon had smashed his arm against a tree, sending needles of pain up his arm but otherwise leaving him completely unharmed and with Odessa out of sight. Odessa soon appeared a few feet ahead of him and seeing him clutching his arm came up and nuzzled him. "I'm OK" he told Odessa, and he hugged her to prove it. After a minute Odessa , although not convinced he was perfectly fine, was convinced Skar was fine to move and sniffed the air once again. Odessa continued on but went slower this time so Skar wouldn't hurt himself.

Several minutes later Skar came out of the forest closely behind Odessa and into a clearing. To the left Skar saw a few buildings that looked to be completely uninhabited. Odessa started walking towards the buildings and Skar followed behind her, thinking if nothing else that it was somewhere to spend the fast-approaching night. As Skar and Odessa approached the closest of the buildings an Arcanine appeared followed soon after by a Mighteyena and a Manectric. Skar froze and a moment later Odessa stopped, then immediately put herself between the three pokemon and Skar. Another moment and three men with guns(all assault rifles) appeared behind each of the pokemon. "What are you doing here?" asked the soldier behind the Arcanine all the while keeping the rifle poised to send a bullet through Skar's left eye. "We were lost in the forest then Odessa started following a trail and we ended up here" Skar explained to the soldier. Odessa backed up a little towards Skar as the soldiers came closer towards him. Skar then noticed that the soldiers were true born and realized the buildings were probably home to a true born settelment. Odessa was now next to Skar with her fur on end at the approaching soldiers. Skar placed his hand comfortingly between Odessa's shoulders and she calmed down a little. As the soldiers got closer they lowered there weapons as they realized that Skar was also a true-born. "Follow me" said the soldiers who had been standing behind the Mighteyena.

The soldier had led Skar and Odessa to a room inside on of the buildings near what appeared to be the center of the town. The room was furnished with only a bed and a small table both a little worse for wear. The soldier started to leave, "Wait, where am I?" asked Skar. "Your in Old Chateau in Eterna forest, near the exit to Eterna city" the soldier told him, immediately leaving without so much as a second glance. Skar realized how tired he was and tried to lay on the bed,and then realized the floor would probably be more comfortable then the bed. As he lay down on the floor Odessa curled up next to him and both fell asleep happy for the comfort of the other.

 

[Strikit]

Life as a fugitive had advantages, but they were far more disadvantages. One of them was the necessity for being sedentary for most of the day, most of the time. Chase often had to remind himself that life like this was better than no life at all, but sometimes he wondered. At least he had his raids. In fact, Xavier had commissioned him to lead a raid party tonight on the nearby town of Floaroma. It was small, but Chase's job would be to steal as many Synthetic Pokemon as possible from a breeding farm there, and steal berry plants so that they could grow more food for the growing True Born forces. Already they had a room with a UV light and several Pecha, Rawst, and Cheri berry plants. But they wanted a larger wealth of flavor to cook with.

Chase reclined on the mattress on the floor that was his bed, staring at the ceiling while Kamikaze leaned against the wall and twirled his bone between his fingers. Alice and Cyco resided in their balls on a belt around his waist, seeing as Alice was a bit too jumpy to be out all the time and Cyco was still not exactly trustworthy in day to day situations. And even if he were, his long scythes were a liability. It wouldn't be surprising if they accidentally impaled someone. And with the already small number of free True Borns, even a single death was detrimental.

"What do you think is for dinner tonight?" Chase said lethargically. Kami grunted noncommittally and continued to twirl his bone. Since evolving he'd become quite good with it, not least because of almost constant practice. Every now and then Chase needed to remind him that there were other things in life besides practicing with his bone, but most of the time he just let him go for it. In his mind, there was nothing wrong with being constantly ready for attack when there was a war on their hands. But the war wasn't all there was to life. Chase sighed and sat up, adjusting the hat atop his head. "I can't just sit here. I'm going insane. You coming?"

Interested in the sudden change, Kami straightened up and looked up at Chase. Though the skull on his head made it hard for him to express too much emotion, Chase could at least tell that Kami was uncertain what they could possibly do when they had to stay away from cities and towns and away from major pathways.

"Come on, Kami. We can at least go stand around in the yard or something. The guard dogs will keep watch and we'll be fine."

Reluctant, but eager to get out of the Chateau Kami flanked Chase on the right as he left his room and went down the hall to the staircase. He tread as lightly as possible, as Xavier requested everyone do in the Chateau. Besides that, raids required that he make as little sound as possible, so it had become habit for him and Kamikaze both to be quiet at all times. They crept down the stairs slowly, peeking into the entrance hall to make sure there were no intruders. As expected, the only occupants of the entrance hall were other True Borns that Chase knew well. He offered a wave of recognition and cracked open the door. To his surprise, outside was a small group of True Borns clustered around an unconscious form.

"What is this?" he asked, his voice authoritative. He stepped out and approached the form slowly. Kamikaze went slightly ahead of him, pointing his bone at him menacingly. Cautiously, Chase knelt and grabbed the unconscious figure by the hair and found that it was male. He then pulled back his eyelid and found that his eyes were many different colors, none of them being black. Especially good was the fact that there was no faint ring present around his iris, meaning that he wasn't wearing contacts. It appeared that he was True Born, then, which was lucky for him. If he hadn't been it was fairly likely that he would have met Kamikaze's bone, or Cyco's scythes. But since he was True Born he was welcome there, after some questioning of course. He hoisted the man up and brought him into the entrance hall, where he sat him down and released Alice.

"Go get Xavier," he ordered her. The little ghost sighed in agreement and floated up the stairs, her tresses floating elegantly behind her.

 

[LordSephy]

Jack moved a little before his eyes fluttered open, he backed into the chair, for a moment he forgot the last moments before he lost conciousness and his mind was back into the chase. "No! I'm not going back! Find someone else to breed you stupid clo-" Jack stopped dead when he looked around him and remembered....he had made it, escaped from the synthetics with Gerard, he was safe now. "Gerard...Wait a second, Gerard, where's Gerard?"

Gerard landed in front of the Chateau, he had done what was asked of him, the synthetics were gone, so Gerard walked into the Chateau, ignoring the growls of warning and protest from the guard dogs, and the gasps of the people near the door as he walked in and up to Jack who was sitting in a chair near a rugged looking man Gerard had never seen before.

Jack stood up out of the chair and hugged Gerard. "Oh thank god, buddy, there you are! Sorry for scaring you back there, but it's ok because now we're safe, those clones won't be taking us back to try and make.....children." Jack said the last word with disdain, not because he disliked children, but because, even though the process of mating was something that for thousands of years had been the main goal of every man's life, the horrible things he had gone through as a breeding tool had made it a displeasant thing to his mind. As he looked around at the people staring at him, and then at Chase he bowed low for a second before holding his hand out for Chase to shake. "Sorry I probably haven't been making sense up till now, my name is Jack Sawyer, for most of my life the synthetics have used me for..." Jack shivered again. "Breeding.....I managed to escape thanks to my friend Gerard here and I've been on the run ever since, I heard about this place and was determined to make it here, to have a home to come to from time to time if nothing else, I got here before my friend because he was making sure they didn't follow me here, I'm a little tired, I barely made it through the door for sheer fatigue."

 

[Zamorak]

Skar had woken about an hour ago but had continued lying on the floor waiting for Odessa to wake too. While he waited his mind wandered, grasping one thought then another never quite latching on to one. Odessa had woken and was stretching when Skar's mind caught up to what was happening in the room. "What do you want to do today?" he asked Odessa, once she was done stretching. Odessa signaled that she wanted to play a game, & Skar was pretty sure he knew what game she wanted to play. "Hide & seek?" he asked more as a statement then an actual question. Odessa nodded and they went out to find a good place to play.

Eventually Skar and Odessa had found a good place by a actually abandoned building mostly hidden by the trees but still within view of Old Chateau. Odessa went off to hide while Skar counted to thirty. "...twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty" and Skar went to look for Odessa. After about an hour of searching Skar gave up and Odessa playfully jumped onto Skar from the tree right above him knocking him down into a pile of leaves. Skar started laughing as Odessa happily nuzzled him in the arm. Then it was time for Odessa to find Skar in his hiding place. Skar decided to hide on the roof of the building. It took Odessa all of two minutes to find him and then have a small game of tag between the two. They continued this until the moon came out just barely visible from the small gaps between the leaves.

Skar decided not to go back to the room but to find a nice place outside to lie down with Odessa. Skar decided on the roof of a building next to building he was staying in. There were piles of leaves from what was to be assumed the previous fall so it was comfortable to lay on the roof. Skar lay contentedly on the roof watching Odessa chase leaves he threw into the air. Eventually Odessa got tired and lay up next to Skar who happily hugged Odessa. Skar soon fell asleep on the roof and Odessa soon followed.

The door was being smashed down by men with guns, a family of five minus the father was huddled in the crawlspace quietly hoping they would leave. They heard the door come down, and fifteen seconds later the door opened and the mother was dragged out, a half second later there was thunder in the room and the hands started grabbing for the two daughters and the son. Both the daughters were grabbed at once and dragged screaming out of the crawlspace as the brother watched. The thunder of gunfire rang in the boys ears as both his sisters were murdered. The hands came back and the last child backed up further into the crawlspace. The hands grasped the child's ankles and yanked. The child grasped the frame of the crawlspace door and held for ten seconds until his hands were bloody and raw. As the hands dragged him outside he saw black eyes, cold, hostile, and dangerous. One of the men raised the handgun to his chest, then there was a sound of thunder.

Skar woke crying on the roof of a building with Odessa prodding him in the side. Skar hugged Odessa as he started to come to his senses and Odessa, although not sure why Skar was upset, did what she could to help calm him down. Eventually Skar let go and calmed down enough to go back to sleep, while Odessa spent a long time watching him but after becoming convinced that Skar was OK went to sleep herself.

 

[eveelution]

"Sir," Gerallt's spoke to Xavier as the man who may just have saved Gerallt's life looked up. Gerallt continued, saying "While doing look-out duty as you commanded I watched as a man riding a dragonite jumped into the garden. From there Chase took his unconscious body into the entrance hall. Chase wouldn't do something that risky if the man wasn't a true born." Xavier stared as if he expected more, and Gerallt did not disappoint.

"Approximately thirty minutes later the same dragonite forced its way to its apparent master. I believe such a dramatic entrance requires your immediate attention, and then you may want to check on the newcomer from yesterday that is on the roof crying," Gerallt smiled rather ironically as he finished his sudden report. He wished he had OWaIn or Balthazar with him but Balthazar was on guard duty, and OWaIn was too tall to come out of his poke ball.

"Misss," cried a voice as Chase's misdreavus floated into the room through the wall. Gerallt's eyes widened in slight surprise as he greeted Alice. Xavier spoke up just then, saying "Well, if Alice is also here to get me it must be important. I shall check on both of the newcomers, and Gerallt," Xavier paused for a moment before saying "One of the men that was to go on the raid tonight has received a sprained ankle so I'm assigning you under Chase's command for the raid. I know Balthazar has been getting a bit bored of guard duty."

Gerallt's nodded as his smile slightly fell. He knew that Balthazar would enjoy the raid. Gerallt also decided to run the idea of using OWaIn as a carrier to take supplies to the chateau during the raid by Chase as Alice led the way to the entrance hall.

 

[X75flames]

Alexander walked into the snow area of the biodome. His clothes adjusted to the cold, but he still shivered once. A Sneasel walked up to Alexander, followed by a Snorunt, Swinub, and a Snover. Alexander had named this place the South pole for multiple reasons. "Hello. I'm in a good mood today, so…" Alexander glanced at his touch screen clipboard. "Well, our Sneasel friend is leaving us tomorrow. Everyone else is stay for atleast another week." Alexander looked up again, "So I was thinking that we can play a game of capture the flag."

The pokemon looked up in surprise now. Once a week they got time to just play, but today they were supposed to be sparring. Alexander decided to explain the rules. He drew a line in the snow in the middle of the field they were standing in. "Sneasel and Snorunt will be on this team. Swinub and Snover on that team. The goal is to go across the line, grab the other teams flag and bring it back to yours. If you tag someone on your side of the field, I will recall them. If one of your teammates is recalled, and you tag me or Gastley, I will send them back out. If both teammates are captured, I will release the one that was recalled first." Alexander looked at the pokemon trying to see if anyone didn't understand. They only looked back; eagerness just flowed off their faces. "Let's get started then."

They were now set up, so Alexander raised his hand and made sure they were all looking. He dropped his hand, "Go!" The pokemon stared at each other from their sides of the line. Alexander could tell that they were talking amongst themselves. Snow popped up covering the left side of the field that housed Sneasel and Snorunt. While they couldn't see the other side, Swinub dug underground. Snover started to thread his roots through the hard frozen ground. Expectantly Sneasel ran out of the snow, right towards the flag. Snover let him get two feet across before unleashing a root on him. Sneasel was hit in the back, so Alexander recalled him. This was going to be fun.

The game had continued for quite a few minutes. Swinub was borrowing underground, and Snover was still defending with his roots. Sneasel kept doing suicide runs across the field, and failing. Snorunt kept just barely stopping Swinub, and then saving Sneasel. Snover was doing an amazing job, and Swinub was tiring his hardest. Sneasel, the one that was leaving tomarrow, was performing the worst. He kept getting hit out. Snorunt was trying to support his teammate, and was struggling, but still failing. Alexander was appalled by Sneasel's arrogance, and refusal to work with Snorunt. Eventually, Swinub grabbed the flag, and ran back as Snorunt tried to get Sneasel back into play.

 

[Serin]

"What makes you think there are True Borns this close to Sunnyshore?" The voice was sweet and pleasant, she was a woman, not telling by her voice but by her figure.

"I don't know...I just.....know....signs..they are..ev.e..where." The other voice was hardly hearable, it spoke in a near silent whisper but it was the rough voice of a man, telling by his figure as well that he was. Although it seemed a bit gruff, it still had a pleasant melodic type of tone and it seemed like a nice singing voice.

"Why are you whispering love? Do you honestly think a pack of wild True Borns would pop out of nowhere and ambush us?" And her laugh had an evil twist to it, not as pleasant as her talking voice. She then turned and pointed back towards Sunnyshore at two large towers, presumably watch towers. "Do you see those? If we can see those towers from here, then the snipers on guard there can see us. I'm sure any True Born wandering about around here would have been picked off, rounded up, and sent to the lab for dissecting and experimenting." Her voice became cold as the last words left her mouth and the guy nodded agreeably.

Jonathan sat in the grass, his left leg straight out in front of him and his right knee up, leaning against a tree. He was surrounded by a large mass of trees, a whole forest. Ahead of him was a paved road, cars going in and out of the city, stopping at the gate for probably verification of being Synthetic. The two Synthetics were dressed as if they were going to a fancy ballroom party, all black. The woman had a silky looking dress and her hair was neatly tied back into a ball, large crystal earrings dangled from her ears and her fingers were draped in fine jewelry. The man was dressed in a tuxedo like suit, his hair was combed forward and was cleanly cut. Around each of their waist was an evenly fashionable belt, clipped on the side were three grayish colored Pokeballs each. They walked along the side of the road, looking around, checking for any sign of True Borns camped right outside of Sunnyshore, if they kept on walking to Lake Valor they would possibly run into the True Born camp there, but they decided to walk back towards Sunnyshore.

Jonathan got up and dusted off the back of his coat, he walked slowly and tiredly in the opposite direction of the road, headed towards Turnback Cave where he had been staying at for about a month now. It had been searched several times, but Jonathan left no evidence of him living there, and he always seemed to be on watch when they happened or they were scared of searching the cave in depth so they decided to just "turn back." So far he was lucky.

As he neared a small opening in the forest a strong gust shuttered down upon him and the loud beating of flapping wings slowly neared him, and then came to a halt as a giant bird Pidgeot landed in front of him. "Gold." Jonathan smiled and he fitted the leather saddle comfortable for him and hopped onto the bird's back. "They are getting more and more suspicious...I think." He stopped and looked towards the direction of Sunnyshore, the two watch towers were definitely visible and Jonathan wasn't sure if they really could see him. "Up!" And with that single command and just a few beats of it's wings, Gold was up into the air with Jonathan on his back and as soon as they rose up above the top of the trees, an alarm sounded from Sunnyshore, they obviously seen him and he noticed several figures rising up into the sky, but he was already gone out of sight a few seconds later.

Gold flew up high in order to miss being spotted too easily from the ground. "Gold." Jonathan placed his hand on Pidgeot's side, "Perch near Mt. Coronet and get some rest. I think I have an idea of where we should go." The Pidgeot spread out it's wings to get caught by the air and slow down at the last minute, causing them to land quickly and as soon as Gold's talons touched the the rocky surface of the mountain, Jonathan hopped off. "Get some rest." Jonathan placed his hand on the Pokemon's side again. Gold nudged his shoulder in affection and Jonathan then returned him to his Poke'ball.

It was really cold up on the mountain and so Jonathan searched for an opening. Eventually he managed to find one and it was already dark out and the temperature dropped immensely. He found a spot behind a boulder that would block the wind flowing in from hitting him directly and he snuggly curled up into his trench coat, making sure his head and feet were at least covered. Jonathan had thought about the place he had heard about from one of the True Borns at Lake Valor when he visited once. The headquarters of True Borns...Where people like me have lived in safety for years now. The idea seemed good to Jonathan. He then fell to sleep.

 

[Strikit]

Chase listened to the newcomer's story, tentatively skeptical. If the True Borns believed every load that some new guy fed them, they would be in bad shape now, so it was required that they be very careful. He began to lose even more confidence in him when he started babbling about someone named Gerard. He wasn't sure whether Gerard was human or Pokemon, natural or Synthetic, but he knew he wanted answers. Before he could ask, however, the door opened and a Dragonite came into the entrance hall. A reflex, Chase threw out an arm in direction, causing Kamikaze to snarl menacingly and threaten it with his bone, while he threw his last remaining ball and released Cyco. The Kabutops knew the drill and immediately brandished his scythes at the Dragonite.

"Calm, Cyco," Chase commanded. "Do not attack unless they do. I don't want any blood unnecessarily spilled."

Cyco grumbled in disappointment but relented. Though he would have loved to drench his scythes in blood he knew better than to disobey Chase. But Chase hadn't said that he wouldn't be allowed to at all, which was indicative of his severe distrust of this individual.

With a slight nod, Chase bid Cyco to press a blade to the newcomer's neck as he began further questioning.

"Is this your only Pokemon? I must ask that you return him. He is making my Kabutops quite nervous."

It was clear from his dark expression that Cyco wasn't the only one uncomfortable around the Dragonite. And when Chase got uncomfortable, especially regarding his own life, the lives of his Pokemon, and the lives of the people who trusted him, he got more dangerous. Luckily for the newcomer, however, there were faint footsteps down the staircase.

"Don't act so hastily, Chase," Xavier Wilcott spoke in a surprisingly smooth, pleasant, melodic voice. The man was very tall, with dark brown hair, light blue eyes, and strong facial features. Dusting his chin and cheeks was a thin beard that didn't look very authoritative, but at the same time he radiated good natured confidence. Alice floated happily next to him to his right, humming under her breath. She very much enjoyed Xavier's company, Chase had discovered. On Xavier's left was Jack the Zangoose, with him as always. Having the older, more powerful man in the room calmed Chase somewhat and he retreated, allowing Xavier to take over.

"Now, where did he say he was from?" he asked.

"He was a breeder for the Synthetics, sir," Chase answered. "I believe the Dragonite's name is Gerard. I have asked that he recall it into a ball."

Xavier shook his head. "That won't be necessary. As long as he can keep it under control it should be fine." He glanced at Cyco uncertainly, who was eyeing the newcomer's neck with an unpleasantly vicious hunger. "Your Kabutops, on the other hand, appears to be making him nervous. He's making me nervous, as well. You would do well to call him back."

"Of course, sir," Chase said respectfully as he pulled him back into his Gene Ball. This allowed Xavier to turn his attention fully to the newcomer.

"Now that we've eliminated all distractions, explain yourself. What is your name? How did you hear of us? What do you hope to accomplish by coming here?"

 

[Megaman765]

The beginning of the day was like any other day for Issac. News about true born raids around Sinnoh, True borns being exterminated, breed, Ect. It was like any other day. The sun gave off a very bright flash as Issac opened the window in his room using his only functional hand and blinded him for a minute as he searched his room for his cast, and a Long sleeve to cover up his left arm. It was very warm outside so wearing a trench coat in such heat and wouldn't be worth hiding his arm. With everything to Hide his arm gathered up, Issac continued with his Daily morning routine. Issac's Porygon2, Named rom, Had its own little home inside of a cheap computer that issac was able to buy after the whole incident with his last computer. The new computer acts as Rom's Doghouse almost...At least until Rom breaks it again.

After Issac Showered down and put on his clothing, He set off to wander around Sunnyshore, And perhaps take another shot in joining the T.B.R.A. Rom followed alongside with him. Issac had always been the Oddball of the community. Whenever you see "That guy with the cast", Or "The one person with a long sleve over his Left arm", It's always Issac. As far as he knew, Nobody else had any broken body parts, missing arms, or anything like that. Not to mention that he owned a Porygon, which was quite a rare sight. You could say he was quite well known in Sunnyshore.

Issac was already low on supplies so he walked down to the Poke mart which was close to his own home, Only to be welcomed by an insanely long line near the counter. "Whats with the line?" Issac asked the Employee. "Beats me. This piece of Crap Register won't work for me. Without it I can't scan any products or count up prices." He replied. Rom's eyes gleemed in excitement. He was desperate to look inside of the messed up register. "Rom, Can I trust you to check whats up with the Register and NOT break it this time?" Issac told his Porygon. Without even saying anything, Rom digitalized right into the Register computer. On the screen was an 8-bit porygon2 that was wandering around files and tinkering around with the whole computer in general. Within a few minutes, Rom came out of the Register computer and it was good as new.

"Ah...Wow... you just saved my Job there..." The employee said shock. "Don't worry about it. If you want to pay me back you could start by getting this line moving. I have stuff I have to get here as well ya know?" Issac walked away from the counter and passed by the large line to get to the items that he needed. Issac could hear other synthetics making comments about him such as... "Whats up with his arm?" Or, "Is he a mechanic or something?" Or, "Geez, Looks like a freak". This was the first time that Rom went inside of a computer and didn't break it on purpose. Perhaps Rom knew the importance of a pokemart and didn't want to be blamed for slowing buisness down. Mischivous, Yet mature at the same time. Ignoring most nasty comments about his arm and taking in the complements, He continued his buisness in the store.

 

[LordSephy]

When Cyco had put his scythes up to Jack he had been ready to ordergerard to tear the Kabutops apart but he didn't do anything, this was no place or time to be hostile, besides they had every right to be cautious. Before things escalated further a very clean looking man walked up to them, the authoritative tone with which he spoke told Jack he was someone of importance. "Well sir, my name is Jack Sawyer, when I was still pretty young the clones kidnapped me and, well I guess they decided that since I'm big and strong my kids would be too, so I was used for breeding, when I saw my chance, I escaped, while I was traveling I heard about a place where True-borns live together, gathering people and resources to one day take back what's rightfully ours, and I thought it sounded like a good place to go." Jack said, bowing to Xavier.

 

[KillehKiwi]

Colbie sat quietly in her room, her back up against the wall, her legs sprawled out over the side of her bed. Her Luxray, Inabikari, sat quietly at her feet, her star-tipped tail twitching anxiously. Colbie glanced coldly at her Pokemon, and she stopped at once, well-trained to obey her Master at slightly gesture. Colbie got up and paced the room, mumbling incoherently to herself. Inabikari watched her Master with her red eyes, until Colbie walked out the door.

Inabikari followed suit, a silent command from Colbie seemed to echoe in her ears as she did so. Colbie brushed out her hair a few times, before exiting her home into the street of Sunyshore City.

"We are off to the Capitol, Inabikari." she whispered, her monotone voice a mere hush on the wind. Inabikari blinked in answer, and they set off for their destination. The Luxray stayed respectively a few paces behind her Master, a show of inferiority.

As they came close to the building, a new-looking employee was struggling with his keycard to get in. His black eyes shown nervously as he fumbled. Colbie's eyes shown with a crazed form of excitement, and approached the man, her best cute smile on.

"Excuse me, sir. Are you having trouble? Can I possibly help you?" she asked in a sweet voice, and the man whipped around, his face red with embarassment.

"Uhmm, well, you see... I-I just can't seem to get the card to swipe correctly...." he stammered, obviously struck with Colbie's beauty, like every new employee was when they first met her. She smiled brightly a him. Inabikari stood silently, knowing her Master's games.

"Let me give you a hand." Colbie said, and took his card from him. She swiped it with the arrow pointing down, and the door automatically swished open. She handed the man back his card, and stepped inside with him. He didn't even question her coming inside, as was the usual with Colbie.

"T-thanks, say, what's your name." he asked. "I'm Adam." Colbie's smile faltered, and she forced down a glower. She clenched her hands until they turned white, but her face managed to stay frozen on her friendly smile.

"Colbie, nice to see... meet you, Adam." she said. "Now I really must be going. Come along, Inabikari." and they were off down the hallways tha she knew so well. Colbie's black eyes were flashing dangerously, but the rest of her face was completely emotionless. She entered a True-Born human study room, and approached the scientists. They glanced at her, but didn't react. Colbie getting into the facility was the usual, and often encouraged by most scientists. She had no sympathy in the slightest for True-Borns, and was often used for the most brutal tests and Exterminations.

"Naomi should really just give me a pass card." Colbie said quietly. "I don't see what's the difference, me charming my way in, or she just giving me a bloody card. Either way, I win." She added a silent 'as always' to her sentence, which the others picked up on through her tone of voice.

"What are we testing today."

"W-well, we're trying to find the same genes that created you. The beauty genes, as it were. We want to open up thayt experiment again. You were the only living specimen of that, you know." A male scientist said.

"Yes, I have been told that many times. How long has it been taking." Colbie asked.

"This is out third week without any living or successful specimens of the experiment. If you would just let us copy some of your genes...." a woman scientist cut in. Colbie gave her a side glance, full of hatred. Inabikari snarled at the woman. She shrunk away, and stared down at her papers.

"Any information of True-Born Clans, Justina." Colbie asked a scientist next to her. She shook her head no, and Colbie stared at the True-Born specimen in the testing room.

"They will all die." she said a matter-of-factly, and walked out of the room without another word.

A T.B.R.A agent was walking down the hall. She smiled at Colbie, who gave her a blank look in return.

"Hello, Colbie. Thought about our offer of joining the T.B.R.A? We could really use your True-Born tracking talent in the field." she said pleasantly, only to be awarded with a cold look.

"I prefer to work alone, instead of being ordered around by a bunch of dumbasses who take pity on those disgusting True-Borns. Caturing instead of killing them? You are all soft." she said shortly, and walked off to the True-Born holding units. She looked in every one, staring coldly into the eyes of each human before walking on with Inabikari in tow.

"Inabikari, do you smell a True-Born escapee?" she whispered cruelly, as she spied a frightened-looking male True-Born hiding in the far recesses of the room. She turned slowly around.

"Thunder Fang." she said shortly, and Inabikari lunged eagerly at the True-Born, puncturing the skin on his left leg viciously, sending electric jolts through his body. He shuddered and whimpered as his blood spurted all over Inbikari's face, who growled in laughter and enjoyment.

"Thunder." Inabikari sent jolts of lightning flying at the True-Born in powerful waves, it making him spasm in pain, and opening new wounds all over his body, which leaked blood.

"Splice."

Inabikari finished off the poor human in the most cruel and horrific move that was known. Inabikari's eyes glowed a sickly purple, and a purple substance was shot from it's fur like it would shoot thunderbolts. It hit the unmoving human, and seeped into his blood stream. He screamed in agony, and more deep red blood spurted forth, staining the Luxray's paws, and the tips of Colbie's shoes. Her face was emotionless, but her eyes shown with unmistakable crazed glee, sprinkled with insanity.

The man lay motionless, dead. Inabikari was extremely fatigued, but remained standing, lapping at the blood of her paws with dangerous excitement still gleaming in her eyes. She couldn't show weakness to her Master.

"Miss. Avian! You killed a True-Born captive?!" a scientist screeched from the doorway. Colbie didn't even look at the girl.

"Yes. He had escaped. I would of killed him if he didn't escape. it makes no difference to me, I don't give a flying crap about this filthy animals you keep." Colbie said nonchalently, staring at the corpse as an artist would stare at his masterpiece. "Come along, Inabikari. It's time we be off for the day."

And they walked out, Colbie's blond hair brushing the young scientist's shoulder, making her shiver in fear.



(LOL! That was a bit dramatic, but I enjoyed writing it! Hope you liked my first post, Strikitt! ;D)

 

[Strikit]

Behind Xavier's warm, welcoming expression he wasn't yet sure whether he trusted Jack. Then again, no one truly trusted anyone at a time like this. It was a general consensus among the True Borns at the Chateau that the only person that they could fully trust was Xavier. And Chase lived by that rule fully, so he was just as skeptical. He and Kamikaze watched as Xavier circled Jack Sawyer, obviously deep in thought.

"You will understand if I can't immediately trust you," he said finally, coming to a stop in front of him. "These are dangerous times for people like us, and it's not unheard of for True Borns to exchange their services as recovery agents for their lives. If nothing else, you've notified me that I must reprimand our guard hounds. They should have been upon your Dragonite in an instant tearing him apart. You see, waltzing in unannounced is far from a good idea here."

Xavier reached into his coat pocket and produced a simple red button, like the ones politicians used to hand out for campaigns. "You will need to pin this to the front of your shirt so that everyone here knows that you have been accepted. See, we are all skeptical of any new faces, out of necessity. I suppose you could remove it, but you won't want to. If you are seen within the building without it you may well be killed on the spot, and I won't be able to blame them."

He gestured for Chase to come closer.

"I trust you, so I have a job for you. Bring him to dinner and introduce him so as to avoid as many surprises as possible. As an added note, Gerallt will be going on tonight's raid with you. Alexander sprained his ankle on guard duty."

Though there was a scoff building in his throat, Chase nodded. Satisfied, Xavier retreated with his Zangoose, leaving Chase, Jack, the Dragonite, Alice, and Kamikaze in the entrance hall. Chase turned his attention to Jack while Kamikaze continued to train a mistrustful glare on him.

"If Xavier chooses to trust you, I trust his judgment," he told him. "We might as well head to the dining room, dinner will be served soon."