Mini lay perfectly still in her cage, on her side with her eyes closed and trying her best to make it look like she wasn't breathing. She was playing dead, hoping that maybe if she put up a good enough act they would take her out to dump her somewhere. There were footsteps and she held her breath, and relaxed her muscles. The echoing sound of feet falling in the corridor stopped in front of her cage. "Hmph... and this one was so entertaining to watch... ah well..." The cage doors opened, making it screeching sound. The moment it was open, Mini Death was upon the human like a thunderbolt, giving no quarter. Before he could even squeal she knocked him out with a Thunder attack. Without even the slightest glance at the other caged pokemon, the Castform glided down the corridor, hiding in the shadows every time she heard someone going by. Finally, she made it out into the fresh, night air. There were some shouts as people behind her as people noticed her empty cage, but she just ignored them and continued on into the moonlit hills surrounding the arena.
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"Di-Dia! I... I don't know... They seem to want me around for...I am their friend," the Umbreon stuttered quietly, hardly above a whisper. The Zoroark could sense the fear coming off her in waves.
"Don't worry," he said soothingly, almost to soothlingly, in his silky voice. "We aren't going to hurt you. I'm just a curious fellow who likes to learn about new things.
There was a pit-pattering sound behind Dia as a Sneasel came into the room and bowed to the Zoroark before straightening and saying, "Master, they have arrived."
"Good," Zoroark said with a nod. "Let them find us, I want to talk to all of them. See what it is that compels them to group together." His eyes showed that her knew more than he was letting on. The Sneasel bowed out of the room and its feet hitting the cold, stone floor could be heard echoing back. It wasn't long after that the Umbreon's friends entered, the red Swampert immediately going over to her.
"Are you all right?" he washed her off with a gentle spray of water, and turned to the Zoroark, "And who the hell do you think you are, kidnapping Dia like that? If you wanted something, then you should've at least done it yourself, instead of sending those pathetic henchmen to do it."
"You really shouldn't question my motives, Swampert," the Zoroark said as if her were speaking to a child. "I just wanted to talk and it seems the Fearow didn't see any other way of getting you to come."