Absol Perfect Distaster
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Chapter 5
Warning: Extreme violence (I'm not joking), slight sexual content.
Sorry for my disappearance for the people that actually read this story. Some stuff came up (really bad stuff), but now I'm back and ready to write. This next chapter is probably the most mediocre chapter I've written since I rushed on it, so try to bear with me. Read and Review would be appreciated.
[FONT="] After waking up in the luxurious room of the yacht, we were still some where in the middle of the sea gliding through the calm waters. I walked in the bathroom and turned the shower faucet on to warm up the water. The shower was its own room with glass doors and walls.[/FONT]
[FONT="] After the hot water created enough steam to fog up the mirrors, I was done showering; Celsius was sitting up on the bed looking groggy. I opened the door to let steam engulf the space around the bathroom.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I finally get to wash in a large clean shower," I began relieved, "How was your sleep?" [/FONT]
[FONT="]I was wrapping myself with a towel when I noticed that all of the scars I got from bullet wounds these past few months were gone! After I examined the area where the scars are supposed to be I looked at Celsius who was gazing at me.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh, yeah I finally slept well," she snapped.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I kept drying myself off when I heard Celsius talking to her self too softly for me to hear. "I can't wait until you grow older Rayn."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What was that?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh uh, I said I can not wait until… we throw them over. Yeah, I can't wait until we throw these Mafia bastards over board."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I know me neither, but I have to gain their trust before we do anything."[/FONT]
[FONT="] The clothes that I have worn for the past year and a half were back on. Now it's time for Celsius to do some explaining. "So Celsius, explain this… legend… prophesy thing you call it to me. Everything that Lucario has told you." I made direct eye contact with her from across the room. I was demanding to know what this is all about.[/FONT]
[FONT="]She sighed, "Okay, you're going to have to bear with me. It all started with Aura Guardians, which were humans that could control aura back then."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I know who those guys are since I did a report on them for school. I was all ears for Celsius because I know this story can change my life. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"There was this one guardian named Sir Rein, who was a man of peace. World wide he was called 'Power of the Wave' for being the most powerful Aura Guardian to live. And he had a partner, Sir Aaron, which was known as 'Hero of the Wave'. Just like Sir Rein he helped keep peace between pokémon and humans. Lucario told me that they were good friends that traveled together performing good deeds and all of that. Oh, and Rein is the only human ever known to control Ho-Oh while Aaron is the only human to control Lugia…"[/FONT]
[FONT="]She paused for a long time "Go on," I pushed on.[/FONT]
[FONT="] "Rein has the main responsibility of keeping humans and pokémon together without conflict, but I think 150 years ago, he died after the Brass Tower collapsed while he was still trying to escape."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I know what you are talking about, but where is this entire story going?"[/FONT]
[FONT="] "I'm getting there! That Tower was set on fire by war caused by conflict between pokémon and humans of different regions, and Aaron died months later by preventing a major battle from igniting. These events made Rein so pissed off by the fact that all the work he did to keep peace was for nothing. He planned on killing every human in the battle field. Before the war, humans and pokémon fought and hated each other, until Rein and Aaron united us together. But now that bond is half way broken which is why now we see humans treating pokémon like crap today. Aaron kept his cool so he survived for a few more months. Both of the best Aura Guardians dead, Ho-Oh and Lugia worked hard to reincarnate the souls of the two, and the souls will be brought back to Earth 150 years later. Lucario said that Rein's anger is still trapped and concealed in his soul. The anger is fueled by the hate between humans and pokémon. He was a man that solved problems with peace but Lucario said that now the anger changed his soul. He was planning to bring back peace by force by killing all of the human soldiers. As for Aaron's soul, his is still calm…"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"And…" I was starting to get nervous from this story.[/FONT]
[FONT="] "So here's the weird part, you are the reincarnated soul of Sir Rein, which means his soul is part of yours."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was so shocked to hear that. I didn't know whether to believe it or just brush it off. Is that why I had control over aura that night? And is that why I like to defend myself by killing or brutally injuring my enemies; because I have Rein's soul merged into mines? "Wow, I really don't know what to say right now."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"This is why I didn't want to tell you about this. Lucario also said that Lugia and Ho-Oh will trade their masters' souls due to the extreme anger and violence that is found in Reins soul. In other words Lugia now belongs to Sir Rein because Lugia are known to have devastating powers while Ho-Oh now belongs to Sir Aaron. Ho-Oh and Lugia fled after their master's death. They are awaiting the right time to help bring back peace."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Wow, so what about Sir Aaron's soul where does that go?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Same thing, it goes to another person, and that person will also have powers of aura too. And Lucario said that you two are supposed to meet one day and help unite Humans and pokémon back together."[/FONT]
[FONT="]From every word that Celsius said, I grew more shocked and confused, but I didn't want to show it. After all, I asked for this information. "So I and some other kid will save the world one day from a devastating war and unite pokémon and humans together. Well I would actually enjoy a place where pokémon and humans can live together happily. So later I can learn how to use aura? Wait what about the part where Lugia belongs to its master? Does that mean it belongs to me now?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I don't know about that. Wow you would be the second person ever recorded to have a Lugia."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I hope I do catch it one day. Wow, me an Aura Guardian. You know, this might not actually be that bad. I mean I'll be a hero. I just wonder what that other person might be, and where do I find him?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]----------[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What, he used aura before!" M-4 yelled shocked standing up from his seat.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yes when Garand and I watched that very shoot out he survived, I saw a very large amount of aura inside his body," Livius answered.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I just don't get it. How can he survive a shoot out that massive, and how could he have been calm the entire time?" True, no one can not survive a fight that massive without proper training.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's mainly because of the hidden power he has stored in his body. Trust me if it wasn't for aura, he would've died living with Juggernaut."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Are you absolutely sure he has aura?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Don't question my nephew like that M-4!" yelled The Don pointing a finger at my master from his desk, "He wouldn't say tauros **** like that when it comes to looking through a kid's past. My nephew is one of the few people in the world that possesses aura so he is never wrong." The Don was irritated at my master for questioning his thoughts. After all Livius is right about everything all the time.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Speaking of looking through a kid's past, I couldn't penetrate Jonathan's thoughts or memories. It seems that a mental aura block is preventing me from looking, but he is not controlling it. As a matter of fact from the readings I'm getting in his aura, he does not know how to control it at all. That mental block is involuntary."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I'm getting even more excited about Jonathan the more you find out about him. His powers would be beyond perfect for our organization." Garand didn't even care about the fact that Jonathan's mind can't be read. Normally if recruits' memories are a threat to the Mafia, the Don orders M-60 to execute that person.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"But sir, since Livius can't scan his mind it might not be safe to have Jonathan in our team. He could possibly be planning something. We'll never know," My master pleaded. From the psychic I am it seems that my master is actually jealous.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"But he might be one of the best assassins we will ever have on the roster M-4," Garand said, "He can learn the powers of aura. The Don will decide."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Of course, besides the best way for us to really see his true strength is for him to survive our main test. M-4, go find Jonathan and explain to him what he must do in order to become an assassin of Mafia 14."[/FONT]
[FONT="]My master replied with loyalty and we left The Don's Quarters.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"That's just ****! I'm getting sick and tired of this aura crap! Listen Jewel, When we find Jonathan I want you to scan his memories. I don't want any competition." Master demanded.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I understand Jose."[/FONT]
[FONT="]--------[/FONT]
[FONT="]Celsius and I were walking down the hallway when we stumbled across Jose. He looked like he was in a hurry.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh there you are Jonathan; I've been looking for you."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What do you m-" I was shocked to see that he has one of the hardest-to-find pokémon in Hoenn. The pink furred pokémon that was on all fours with a ruby jewel imbedded in her forehead began wagging her dual pronged tails. "Espeon, female, 5 of 48; where did you ever find that!"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh yeah, her name is Jewel, my most trusted beast. I found her as an eevee in the wild by accident. You know what; where in the hell did you ever find a torchik? They're hard as hell to find, and you can't get one until you're ten."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah my dad knew a torchik breeder that worked for the Hoenn league, so he gave me Celsius."[/FONT]
[FONT="]Jose's pupils began dilating again. "Are you ****ing serious, you couldn't find anything?" he asked Jewel.[/FONT]
[FONT="]It looked like Jewel was speaking to him psychically.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Find what Jose?" I asked curious to what he was talking about.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Nothing and call me M-4 not Jose. Anyways The Don wanted me to explain to you what is going to happen to you once we get to the mansion, so here's the microwave version. When we get to the mansion, you have at least two days to get situated because in order for you to join Mafia 14-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Wait; fully explain to me why in the hell does the Don like to use kids as assassins instead of adults? That seems stupid."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Actually it's not kids, it's more of teenagers; don't listen to M-60."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What about you? You're not a teenager."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's a long story, but to answer the first question, his idea ain't stupid because he finds teenagers without a life to live for and teaches them combat, so that'll help the Mafia when we turn into adults. Anyways, you must fight other teenagers that are just like you, and we need 20 people to do that, and you are the 20th find. The other 19 have proven that they can kick some ass just like you. So sorry, but you have a short amount of time to get comfortable before the fight. There are five rounds; the first being the 'alternate round' which places winners with winners and losers with losers, so if you lose the alternate round you will be paired with another loser for the first round. Here's the ****ed up part, if you lose the first two rounds you can't join Mafia 14, and-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was too deep in the thought of fighting teenagers that I didn't hear the last few words he said. "How old are these guys, and how do you expect me to fight older kids?" Fighting vicious teenagers![/FONT]
[FONT="]"Don't worry about it because you handled a whole bunch of adults at the docks a few nights ago, and if you want to stay in the 'kick ass mansion', you must fight and win. Anyways all the fights will be watched by The Don, Garand, Livius, and the Mafia 14 members including myself. The fights can become too much for you so stay on your feet because we will start throwing weapons in to the arena if we feel like it. I don't want to see you ***** and cry.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Dialga Palkia, this sounds like… retarded tauros ****! I have to fight other kids that are just like me but older? What about pokémon?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey don't insult the Don. No, all pokémon brought by kids will stay with the audience. Okay so if you do win the fights I will explain everything because I can tell you're still confused. And I mean everything."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"As long as we don't have to kill each other I don't have a problem." I'm not looking forward to fighting older kids, but I have fought adults and I injured most of them. Besides, I don't enjoy beating the crap out of innocent people. It looks as if these guys were forced into this fight.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Well I did say the fights can become beasty."[/FONT]
[FONT="] "So you and M-60 are the best of the Mafia 14 right now, but you guys aren't even over 13 yet and you say you find teenagers to join Mafia 14?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"That's what the Don say's, and like I said, the way M-60 and I came here is a long story. There's only nine Mafia 14 members right now, so there are 20 kids ready to fight and only one of them will join us."[/FONT]
[FONT="] An intercom on the yacht speakers sounded and the captain of the ship announced that we have docked. M-4 led Celsius and I to the Don, Livius, M-60, and Garand. After the greetings the Don gave me, all of us exited the yacht and there was a long black limo awaiting us down on the concrete. Everyone else got in while Celsius and I got in last, I didn't want to be rude hence it would cause me bad attention. Inside was darkened by the limo tint windows but the floor was lit by streams of neon lights running down the walkway. The lights would fade to a different color as time went by.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"So how do you like all of this so far Jonathan?" The Don asked, "You still seem mad about something. Are you okay?" The limo began accelerating out of the docks.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I'm fine." I always look pissed. Get used to it and blame it on Juggernaut for getting me depressed. "I don't even know if I deserve this luxury," I blankly said. I really don't care about any of the luxurious treatment right now.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Cheer up Jonathan. What's bothering you?" the Don worried.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Nothing, I'm fine." The only thing I'm happy about is finally getting to the Mafia. As I sat next to the Don on looking the grunts, something ignited memories and flashbacks. The pictures were clearer than before. The men that killed my family not only wore black, but also wore ties or had patterns of a specific color. That color is purple. These grunts are wearing the exact Arceus forsaken color and pattern of the men that killed my family. The main hint is that each grunt I've seen so far is wearing a purple tie and collar, and The Don was now wearing a white suit with purple patterns hat to represent his men. It must be their color to represent the organization.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I kept gazing out the window the entire ride. We were heading north to north west for all I know. After about a half hour we ended up stopping in front of a gate. The gate was guarded by two guards all wearing black. They let us go, knowing it was their own leader that wanted in. It was just one road that connected the gate to the Mansion which was five minutes to reach after entering the gate.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"We're finally here Jonathan. Try to get used to the scenery," M-60 commented.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Celsius and I got out of the limo to find an extremely large triple level Mansion in front of me. Looking around the whole complex was blocked out by a brick wall lining up the land and road that led to the exit. I looked back at the mansion to find lots of patios and large decorated windows in the front which stretched over three-hundred feet going left to right. So the front side of the house was probably 600 feet long. The walls were painted a light red shading, and the entranced had stoned stairs that led up to the double doors. Above the steps was a domed glass roof being supported by carved pillars. M-60 was right behind waiting for us to walk inside.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Nice to see you shocked instead of pissed," He remarked.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Celsius stepped in followed by me. In the middle of the space was a fountain that stretched all the way up to the second floor with points and barbs lining the fountain spraying water to the pool. Two sets of stairs curved out giving an entrance to the second and third level on each side. Behind me was the third level on looking the first. There were more rooms and hallways in all of the directions I was facing. Did I forget to mention that the flooring was white shiny marble like ice and the walls had pillars supporting the roof above me?[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Ok Jonathan and Celsius, follow me. I'll show you two to your new room," a feminine voice offered.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I snapped out of my trance and looked around the room to find only Celsius, M-60, and I standing up. "Did you say that M-60?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Since when in the hell did I sound like a girl. Never had a psychic talk to you before?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I looked around some more to find Jewel standing directly in front of me. Her tails were waving as she smiled at me.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I said that," she began, "Now if you would follow me to your room please."[/FONT]
[FONT="]Without warning, "Back off *****!" Celsius growled.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Celsius what the hell! Show some respect okay, she's harmless." Celsius had slightly calmed down but still gave her a dirty look.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Okay continuing to your rooms." The little pink pokémon led us to the third level and walked us down a long hallway until we stopped at the ninth door.[/FONT]
[FONT="] I opened it to see that it looked a lot like the room in the yacht. If a guest room looks like this then what does the master bed room look like?[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I suggest giving Celsius a bath before continuing on with my tour." Jewel left the room while keeping an eye on Celsius the whole time who stared daggers back.[/FONT]
[FONT="]After she left I closed the door behind me. "That was close Celsius. Keep your anger down; we don't want to get tortured. Why the hell did you do that for."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I know I'm sorry but I can't explain it."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I gave her an odd look. Normally I wouldn't let this slide past but these are people who killed my family. "It's okay." [/FONT]
[FONT="]"Do I really need to take a bath?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Normally I would give you a bath every two years, but it's about to be two years so it doesn't even matter."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Awe crap," She sighed.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Wait a sec." I looked over Celsius before I remembered that evolved female pokémon must use a paw scrub in order for them to handle their chest by them selves as respect. Great I need to find one. "Stay here I'll be right back."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I left the room to luckily find M-4 down the hallway.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey do you have a paw scrub I can borrow? You know those scrubs with a handle so pokémon can slip it over there paw and scrub their you-know-what."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"No I do not."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What, but you should at least have one. Your Espeon is a final form and she already grew breasts, just like most other ground female pokémon do." Jewel's cheeks were shaded red after my comment.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Uh okay, it's not like I ****ing stare, squeeze, or **** ****. The hell you come from? Freak." He began walking off with Jewel by his side while I cursed at him from his ignorant remark. "I am just joking don't take it seriously."[/FONT]
[FONT="]Disappointed I walked back to my room. I walked inside and Celsius had turned on the faucet to hot already preparing the large oval bath tub.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What are you looking for Rayn?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I need to find a paw scrub, but M-4 didn't have one, so-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's okay… I don't need one if you can't find one."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What, but now you have… you know."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Its fine, I really don't mind."[/FONT]
[FONT="]With that Celsius turned off the faucet and climbed into the tub. She backed up against the slanted wall of the tub as the water went up to her neck. I looked around for some shampoo. Fortunately there was some underneath the sink. Celsius dunked her head under water; she dreadfully hated that. I poured the shampoo on my hands, and began to scrub her scalp and neck as the soap suds were turning gray. I began moving down her body until I reached her chest.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's okay," she spoke.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I looked at them for a brief second before looking away. I knew it wouldn't be until senior year or when I turned ten that I would learn about the truth and mystery breasts in school. All I know is from movies, guys like them and women like it when they are touched by someone that they trust, and they hate it when they are touched by someone they don't trust, which is something I think I'll never get. And I guess since most female pokémon can develop breasts, they have that function too. [/FONT]
[FONT="] This is why I must be absolutely careful around Celsius's breast to not offend her, but I got so caught in my train of thought that I didn't realize what was going on. I thought I was hurting her because she sounded almost like she was screaming. I pulled my arms out as she looked aggravated.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Are you okay! I'm so sorry if I just hurt just now."[/FONT]
[FONT="]She removed her hand to reveal a smile and a little drool at the sides of her mouth. "You didn't hurt me at all."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I began to finish up with the rest of her body. After a minute she dipped her body into the water, which was dark gray by now, I made sure if I got every spot, except between her legs, then I drained the tub. I dried my arms off while Celsius climbed out of the tub.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"See that wasn't so bad right? Wow, you look incredible." Her feathers were so soft now; her colors were brighter since all of the dirt is scrubbed off. She smelled a lot better. I should do this more often.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I guess it wasn't so bad after all. I just wished you had kept going," she said whispering the last part.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I should just bathe you more often."[/FONT]
[FONT="] After I dried her off, we walked out of our room to find Jewel near by.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"You look much better now Celsius. Shall we continue the tour?" Jewel mentioned.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Ready when you are."[/FONT]
[FONT="] After about an hour of sight seeing, gasping, and observing, we were on our way back to the third level.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I see that you know a lot about pokémon; a lot more than my master."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah, I would always research on all sorts of species, legends, and myths."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"You are very smart for someone your age. Teach M-4 a few lessons for me will you."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh I will."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah, he can a little bit retarded sometimes. I mean he can't even communicate right. Him and M-60 always use these slang terms. Pas' this and Pas' that. Sometimes I'll actually shut his lips together using psychic for a whole day. He started cursing up a storm afterwards." she laughed while I stood silent. "Why don't you ever smile? You never laugh and always keep a straight face?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Was it supposed to make me laugh? I never smile or laugh because there's no reason to laugh. What's there to be happy about?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Please, don't be depressed all of the time. If you ever need to talk, you can talk to me. Out of the group, I'm the most stable. M-4 can be rash and stupid at times while M-60 is just plain weird."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I looked at Jewel for a few seconds before she spoke again.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"You might feel out of place the entire time you're here, so if you do need to talk I'll be available most of the time." With that she left.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I walked in the room and I was preparing for another shower while Celsius stayed at the door way.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Don't try anything with him *****!" What was Celsius yelling at?[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was getting ready for another shower when Celsius finally walked inside.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I don't like her," Celsius mentioned.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"She's just trying to help. What's wrong with her?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's personal," she sighed.[/FONT]
[FONT="] Two days after I arrived, it was morning and today is the day I prove that I can become an assassin. Celsius and I walked down into the basement. One part of it is luxurious while the other part is all made of concrete. From where M-4 told me to go, I must head towards the concrete section. Metal double doors separated a concrete hallway from a well kept first class hallway. We were walking down the cold gray route when we ended up at another set of double doors. These doors were also metal, and I could hear loud cheering from the other side. From behind me I heard voices past the door I came from.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hurry up looking ass. I don't wanna miss this."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Shut the hell up…"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I recognized the joking laughter of the flippant pair. The taunts were getting longer until they finally got through the door. They noticed me standing in front of the doors.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Ready for the fight Jonathan? This is going to be a good watch."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Well hope you guys enjoy the fight," I said sarcastically.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Good luck out there and try not to get hurt," Jewel said. Celsius began growling at her.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah, be beasty." M-4 added.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Before I pushed the steel door open I pulled an important item out of my pocket and began wrapping it around my left thigh. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"What is that?" M-60 asked pointing at the piece of cloth.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's a good luck charm. I wrap this very handkerchief around my leg whenever I'm about to face danger." The white and green piece of the blanket that Gardevoir gave me before I left them was securely tied around my thigh.[/FONT]
[FONT="] I opened the door to see a loud crowd full of armed assassins. All of the assassins were wearing plain white T-shirts with vests and straps to hold their firearms while they wore smart black pants. A huge pit was dug deep into the ground in the middle of the room made of concrete walls that were covered by barb wire. Long lamps were emitting very bright lights that made the pit glow to welcome its' guest to hell. Livius, Garand, and the Don were in the highest luxurious chairs on looking the pit. They had serious expressions them selves. Down in the pit were 19 older looking kids that had torn or worn down clothes; just like my own clothes. Anxiety was hitting me like an atom bomb.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Where in the hell did those guys come from!" I asked M-60 and M-4.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"They were in the other rooms in the third level, and you are late apparently. You gotta get down there!"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I took a deep breathe as I walked past some of the audience.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"About ****ing time! Hurry up and jump in there stupid ass," were some of the sentences that came out of the assassins.[/FONT]
[FONT="]There was a walkway extending a fourth of the way across the pit. In my opinion teenagers have some kind of killer instinct. They get pissed off for small reasons easily. A rope ladder was hung down when I walked down the narrow walkway, but I didn't get a chance to use the ladder. Instead one of the assassins shoved me into the pit. I landed on three people. Feeling my knees and ribs impaled by some hard heads caused the wind to get knocked out of me. Then every single kid around me gathered around and started jumping me. I was right, teenagers do get pissed easily. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"No Rayn!" Celsius was yelling in desperation. I saw her about to leap into the pit before an assassin grabbed her and carried her on his shoulder away from the pit. He better not hurt her.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Heh heh heh, it's starting Don." Garand chuckled, "The Alternative Round begins now. Assassins, watch and pick ten kids that gather your attention!" Garand ordered.[/FONT]
[FONT="]From the ground I couldn't see anything. Large fists were bombarding my face as five kids were kneeling around me. I kicked some of them off which gave me enough room to flip the other two over me. I barely got them off as each of them weighed over 100 and something. How can I stand a chance? I stood up and looked around the deep pit. Yelling was all I could hear. It was like a deadly moch pit. Everyone was punching anyone they saw. Others tried to run away as they didn't know what to do. Those kids that ran were also jumped. From ages 12 to 16 was what I saw. Teenagers are freaking crazy, but right now I need to fight. I was a bit hesitant, but before I could throw a punch on anyone a loud deafening gunshot silenced the room. Most of us looked up to find one of the assassins pointing a 12-gauge shotgun towards the ceiling. Smoke was still flowing out of the barrel.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Okay, time is up and the audience has spoken." The assassin started pointing at some of the kids. "Okay, I want you, you, you-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Me," one overweight teen said.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yes you fat ****-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey don't be making fun of my weight-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey don't be making fun of my fat ass," the assassin mocked in a childish tone, "Quit *****ing!" He pointed at several other kids before announcing again. "Okay you ten got the most attention so we will pair you with each other. Climb out of the pit and get next to the Don." With that he rolled down a ladder. "For the rest, you either ******* out or got your sorry asses kicked, so get next to me. You guys will be paired up with each other."[/FONT]
[FONT="] I was nearly wheezing for air when I got out. My heart was pounding with enough force to burst out of my chest. I wasn't pointed at. I'm nervous now, even more nervous than when I was at that shoot out. I feel much safer with a gun in hand while other people would think vise versa. I was disappointed at myself. I began touching my face to find it bruised, swollen, and bloodied. Sometimes I wonder how I can take the pain. Celsius was running to my location until one assassin pulled her away.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Get with the other pokémon, and pray for your trainer to win victory. After all, his life depends on it." With that he pointed to the other pokémon in another section of the audience. What did he mean when he said "his life depends on it?"[/FONT][FONT="]
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Warning: Extreme violence (I'm not joking), slight sexual content.
Sorry for my disappearance for the people that actually read this story. Some stuff came up (really bad stuff), but now I'm back and ready to write. This next chapter is probably the most mediocre chapter I've written since I rushed on it, so try to bear with me. Read and Review would be appreciated.
[FONT="] Chapter 5: Typhlosive Pair[/FONT]
[FONT="] After the hot water created enough steam to fog up the mirrors, I was done showering; Celsius was sitting up on the bed looking groggy. I opened the door to let steam engulf the space around the bathroom.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I finally get to wash in a large clean shower," I began relieved, "How was your sleep?" [/FONT]
[FONT="]I was wrapping myself with a towel when I noticed that all of the scars I got from bullet wounds these past few months were gone! After I examined the area where the scars are supposed to be I looked at Celsius who was gazing at me.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh, yeah I finally slept well," she snapped.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I kept drying myself off when I heard Celsius talking to her self too softly for me to hear. "I can't wait until you grow older Rayn."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What was that?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh uh, I said I can not wait until… we throw them over. Yeah, I can't wait until we throw these Mafia bastards over board."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I know me neither, but I have to gain their trust before we do anything."[/FONT]
[FONT="] The clothes that I have worn for the past year and a half were back on. Now it's time for Celsius to do some explaining. "So Celsius, explain this… legend… prophesy thing you call it to me. Everything that Lucario has told you." I made direct eye contact with her from across the room. I was demanding to know what this is all about.[/FONT]
[FONT="]She sighed, "Okay, you're going to have to bear with me. It all started with Aura Guardians, which were humans that could control aura back then."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I know who those guys are since I did a report on them for school. I was all ears for Celsius because I know this story can change my life. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"There was this one guardian named Sir Rein, who was a man of peace. World wide he was called 'Power of the Wave' for being the most powerful Aura Guardian to live. And he had a partner, Sir Aaron, which was known as 'Hero of the Wave'. Just like Sir Rein he helped keep peace between pokémon and humans. Lucario told me that they were good friends that traveled together performing good deeds and all of that. Oh, and Rein is the only human ever known to control Ho-Oh while Aaron is the only human to control Lugia…"[/FONT]
[FONT="]She paused for a long time "Go on," I pushed on.[/FONT]
[FONT="] "Rein has the main responsibility of keeping humans and pokémon together without conflict, but I think 150 years ago, he died after the Brass Tower collapsed while he was still trying to escape."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I know what you are talking about, but where is this entire story going?"[/FONT]
[FONT="] "I'm getting there! That Tower was set on fire by war caused by conflict between pokémon and humans of different regions, and Aaron died months later by preventing a major battle from igniting. These events made Rein so pissed off by the fact that all the work he did to keep peace was for nothing. He planned on killing every human in the battle field. Before the war, humans and pokémon fought and hated each other, until Rein and Aaron united us together. But now that bond is half way broken which is why now we see humans treating pokémon like crap today. Aaron kept his cool so he survived for a few more months. Both of the best Aura Guardians dead, Ho-Oh and Lugia worked hard to reincarnate the souls of the two, and the souls will be brought back to Earth 150 years later. Lucario said that Rein's anger is still trapped and concealed in his soul. The anger is fueled by the hate between humans and pokémon. He was a man that solved problems with peace but Lucario said that now the anger changed his soul. He was planning to bring back peace by force by killing all of the human soldiers. As for Aaron's soul, his is still calm…"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"And…" I was starting to get nervous from this story.[/FONT]
[FONT="] "So here's the weird part, you are the reincarnated soul of Sir Rein, which means his soul is part of yours."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was so shocked to hear that. I didn't know whether to believe it or just brush it off. Is that why I had control over aura that night? And is that why I like to defend myself by killing or brutally injuring my enemies; because I have Rein's soul merged into mines? "Wow, I really don't know what to say right now."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"This is why I didn't want to tell you about this. Lucario also said that Lugia and Ho-Oh will trade their masters' souls due to the extreme anger and violence that is found in Reins soul. In other words Lugia now belongs to Sir Rein because Lugia are known to have devastating powers while Ho-Oh now belongs to Sir Aaron. Ho-Oh and Lugia fled after their master's death. They are awaiting the right time to help bring back peace."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Wow, so what about Sir Aaron's soul where does that go?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Same thing, it goes to another person, and that person will also have powers of aura too. And Lucario said that you two are supposed to meet one day and help unite Humans and pokémon back together."[/FONT]
[FONT="]From every word that Celsius said, I grew more shocked and confused, but I didn't want to show it. After all, I asked for this information. "So I and some other kid will save the world one day from a devastating war and unite pokémon and humans together. Well I would actually enjoy a place where pokémon and humans can live together happily. So later I can learn how to use aura? Wait what about the part where Lugia belongs to its master? Does that mean it belongs to me now?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I don't know about that. Wow you would be the second person ever recorded to have a Lugia."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I hope I do catch it one day. Wow, me an Aura Guardian. You know, this might not actually be that bad. I mean I'll be a hero. I just wonder what that other person might be, and where do I find him?"[/FONT]
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[FONT="]"What, he used aura before!" M-4 yelled shocked standing up from his seat.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yes when Garand and I watched that very shoot out he survived, I saw a very large amount of aura inside his body," Livius answered.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I just don't get it. How can he survive a shoot out that massive, and how could he have been calm the entire time?" True, no one can not survive a fight that massive without proper training.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's mainly because of the hidden power he has stored in his body. Trust me if it wasn't for aura, he would've died living with Juggernaut."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Are you absolutely sure he has aura?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Don't question my nephew like that M-4!" yelled The Don pointing a finger at my master from his desk, "He wouldn't say tauros **** like that when it comes to looking through a kid's past. My nephew is one of the few people in the world that possesses aura so he is never wrong." The Don was irritated at my master for questioning his thoughts. After all Livius is right about everything all the time.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Speaking of looking through a kid's past, I couldn't penetrate Jonathan's thoughts or memories. It seems that a mental aura block is preventing me from looking, but he is not controlling it. As a matter of fact from the readings I'm getting in his aura, he does not know how to control it at all. That mental block is involuntary."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I'm getting even more excited about Jonathan the more you find out about him. His powers would be beyond perfect for our organization." Garand didn't even care about the fact that Jonathan's mind can't be read. Normally if recruits' memories are a threat to the Mafia, the Don orders M-60 to execute that person.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"But sir, since Livius can't scan his mind it might not be safe to have Jonathan in our team. He could possibly be planning something. We'll never know," My master pleaded. From the psychic I am it seems that my master is actually jealous.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"But he might be one of the best assassins we will ever have on the roster M-4," Garand said, "He can learn the powers of aura. The Don will decide."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Of course, besides the best way for us to really see his true strength is for him to survive our main test. M-4, go find Jonathan and explain to him what he must do in order to become an assassin of Mafia 14."[/FONT]
[FONT="]My master replied with loyalty and we left The Don's Quarters.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"That's just ****! I'm getting sick and tired of this aura crap! Listen Jewel, When we find Jonathan I want you to scan his memories. I don't want any competition." Master demanded.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I understand Jose."[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Celsius and I were walking down the hallway when we stumbled across Jose. He looked like he was in a hurry.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh there you are Jonathan; I've been looking for you."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What do you m-" I was shocked to see that he has one of the hardest-to-find pokémon in Hoenn. The pink furred pokémon that was on all fours with a ruby jewel imbedded in her forehead began wagging her dual pronged tails. "Espeon, female, 5 of 48; where did you ever find that!"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh yeah, her name is Jewel, my most trusted beast. I found her as an eevee in the wild by accident. You know what; where in the hell did you ever find a torchik? They're hard as hell to find, and you can't get one until you're ten."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah my dad knew a torchik breeder that worked for the Hoenn league, so he gave me Celsius."[/FONT]
[FONT="]Jose's pupils began dilating again. "Are you ****ing serious, you couldn't find anything?" he asked Jewel.[/FONT]
[FONT="]It looked like Jewel was speaking to him psychically.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Find what Jose?" I asked curious to what he was talking about.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Nothing and call me M-4 not Jose. Anyways The Don wanted me to explain to you what is going to happen to you once we get to the mansion, so here's the microwave version. When we get to the mansion, you have at least two days to get situated because in order for you to join Mafia 14-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Wait; fully explain to me why in the hell does the Don like to use kids as assassins instead of adults? That seems stupid."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Actually it's not kids, it's more of teenagers; don't listen to M-60."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What about you? You're not a teenager."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's a long story, but to answer the first question, his idea ain't stupid because he finds teenagers without a life to live for and teaches them combat, so that'll help the Mafia when we turn into adults. Anyways, you must fight other teenagers that are just like you, and we need 20 people to do that, and you are the 20th find. The other 19 have proven that they can kick some ass just like you. So sorry, but you have a short amount of time to get comfortable before the fight. There are five rounds; the first being the 'alternate round' which places winners with winners and losers with losers, so if you lose the alternate round you will be paired with another loser for the first round. Here's the ****ed up part, if you lose the first two rounds you can't join Mafia 14, and-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was too deep in the thought of fighting teenagers that I didn't hear the last few words he said. "How old are these guys, and how do you expect me to fight older kids?" Fighting vicious teenagers![/FONT]
[FONT="]"Don't worry about it because you handled a whole bunch of adults at the docks a few nights ago, and if you want to stay in the 'kick ass mansion', you must fight and win. Anyways all the fights will be watched by The Don, Garand, Livius, and the Mafia 14 members including myself. The fights can become too much for you so stay on your feet because we will start throwing weapons in to the arena if we feel like it. I don't want to see you ***** and cry.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Dialga Palkia, this sounds like… retarded tauros ****! I have to fight other kids that are just like me but older? What about pokémon?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey don't insult the Don. No, all pokémon brought by kids will stay with the audience. Okay so if you do win the fights I will explain everything because I can tell you're still confused. And I mean everything."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"As long as we don't have to kill each other I don't have a problem." I'm not looking forward to fighting older kids, but I have fought adults and I injured most of them. Besides, I don't enjoy beating the crap out of innocent people. It looks as if these guys were forced into this fight.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Well I did say the fights can become beasty."[/FONT]
[FONT="] "So you and M-60 are the best of the Mafia 14 right now, but you guys aren't even over 13 yet and you say you find teenagers to join Mafia 14?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"That's what the Don say's, and like I said, the way M-60 and I came here is a long story. There's only nine Mafia 14 members right now, so there are 20 kids ready to fight and only one of them will join us."[/FONT]
[FONT="] An intercom on the yacht speakers sounded and the captain of the ship announced that we have docked. M-4 led Celsius and I to the Don, Livius, M-60, and Garand. After the greetings the Don gave me, all of us exited the yacht and there was a long black limo awaiting us down on the concrete. Everyone else got in while Celsius and I got in last, I didn't want to be rude hence it would cause me bad attention. Inside was darkened by the limo tint windows but the floor was lit by streams of neon lights running down the walkway. The lights would fade to a different color as time went by.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"So how do you like all of this so far Jonathan?" The Don asked, "You still seem mad about something. Are you okay?" The limo began accelerating out of the docks.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I'm fine." I always look pissed. Get used to it and blame it on Juggernaut for getting me depressed. "I don't even know if I deserve this luxury," I blankly said. I really don't care about any of the luxurious treatment right now.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Cheer up Jonathan. What's bothering you?" the Don worried.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Nothing, I'm fine." The only thing I'm happy about is finally getting to the Mafia. As I sat next to the Don on looking the grunts, something ignited memories and flashbacks. The pictures were clearer than before. The men that killed my family not only wore black, but also wore ties or had patterns of a specific color. That color is purple. These grunts are wearing the exact Arceus forsaken color and pattern of the men that killed my family. The main hint is that each grunt I've seen so far is wearing a purple tie and collar, and The Don was now wearing a white suit with purple patterns hat to represent his men. It must be their color to represent the organization.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I kept gazing out the window the entire ride. We were heading north to north west for all I know. After about a half hour we ended up stopping in front of a gate. The gate was guarded by two guards all wearing black. They let us go, knowing it was their own leader that wanted in. It was just one road that connected the gate to the Mansion which was five minutes to reach after entering the gate.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"We're finally here Jonathan. Try to get used to the scenery," M-60 commented.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Celsius and I got out of the limo to find an extremely large triple level Mansion in front of me. Looking around the whole complex was blocked out by a brick wall lining up the land and road that led to the exit. I looked back at the mansion to find lots of patios and large decorated windows in the front which stretched over three-hundred feet going left to right. So the front side of the house was probably 600 feet long. The walls were painted a light red shading, and the entranced had stoned stairs that led up to the double doors. Above the steps was a domed glass roof being supported by carved pillars. M-60 was right behind waiting for us to walk inside.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Nice to see you shocked instead of pissed," He remarked.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Celsius stepped in followed by me. In the middle of the space was a fountain that stretched all the way up to the second floor with points and barbs lining the fountain spraying water to the pool. Two sets of stairs curved out giving an entrance to the second and third level on each side. Behind me was the third level on looking the first. There were more rooms and hallways in all of the directions I was facing. Did I forget to mention that the flooring was white shiny marble like ice and the walls had pillars supporting the roof above me?[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Ok Jonathan and Celsius, follow me. I'll show you two to your new room," a feminine voice offered.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I snapped out of my trance and looked around the room to find only Celsius, M-60, and I standing up. "Did you say that M-60?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Since when in the hell did I sound like a girl. Never had a psychic talk to you before?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I looked around some more to find Jewel standing directly in front of me. Her tails were waving as she smiled at me.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I said that," she began, "Now if you would follow me to your room please."[/FONT]
[FONT="]Without warning, "Back off *****!" Celsius growled.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Celsius what the hell! Show some respect okay, she's harmless." Celsius had slightly calmed down but still gave her a dirty look.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Okay continuing to your rooms." The little pink pokémon led us to the third level and walked us down a long hallway until we stopped at the ninth door.[/FONT]
[FONT="] I opened it to see that it looked a lot like the room in the yacht. If a guest room looks like this then what does the master bed room look like?[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I suggest giving Celsius a bath before continuing on with my tour." Jewel left the room while keeping an eye on Celsius the whole time who stared daggers back.[/FONT]
[FONT="]After she left I closed the door behind me. "That was close Celsius. Keep your anger down; we don't want to get tortured. Why the hell did you do that for."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I know I'm sorry but I can't explain it."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I gave her an odd look. Normally I wouldn't let this slide past but these are people who killed my family. "It's okay." [/FONT]
[FONT="]"Do I really need to take a bath?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Normally I would give you a bath every two years, but it's about to be two years so it doesn't even matter."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Awe crap," She sighed.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Wait a sec." I looked over Celsius before I remembered that evolved female pokémon must use a paw scrub in order for them to handle their chest by them selves as respect. Great I need to find one. "Stay here I'll be right back."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I left the room to luckily find M-4 down the hallway.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey do you have a paw scrub I can borrow? You know those scrubs with a handle so pokémon can slip it over there paw and scrub their you-know-what."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"No I do not."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What, but you should at least have one. Your Espeon is a final form and she already grew breasts, just like most other ground female pokémon do." Jewel's cheeks were shaded red after my comment.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Uh okay, it's not like I ****ing stare, squeeze, or **** ****. The hell you come from? Freak." He began walking off with Jewel by his side while I cursed at him from his ignorant remark. "I am just joking don't take it seriously."[/FONT]
[FONT="]Disappointed I walked back to my room. I walked inside and Celsius had turned on the faucet to hot already preparing the large oval bath tub.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What are you looking for Rayn?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I need to find a paw scrub, but M-4 didn't have one, so-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's okay… I don't need one if you can't find one."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"What, but now you have… you know."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Its fine, I really don't mind."[/FONT]
[FONT="]With that Celsius turned off the faucet and climbed into the tub. She backed up against the slanted wall of the tub as the water went up to her neck. I looked around for some shampoo. Fortunately there was some underneath the sink. Celsius dunked her head under water; she dreadfully hated that. I poured the shampoo on my hands, and began to scrub her scalp and neck as the soap suds were turning gray. I began moving down her body until I reached her chest.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's okay," she spoke.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I looked at them for a brief second before looking away. I knew it wouldn't be until senior year or when I turned ten that I would learn about the truth and mystery breasts in school. All I know is from movies, guys like them and women like it when they are touched by someone that they trust, and they hate it when they are touched by someone they don't trust, which is something I think I'll never get. And I guess since most female pokémon can develop breasts, they have that function too. [/FONT]
[FONT="] This is why I must be absolutely careful around Celsius's breast to not offend her, but I got so caught in my train of thought that I didn't realize what was going on. I thought I was hurting her because she sounded almost like she was screaming. I pulled my arms out as she looked aggravated.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Are you okay! I'm so sorry if I just hurt just now."[/FONT]
[FONT="]She removed her hand to reveal a smile and a little drool at the sides of her mouth. "You didn't hurt me at all."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I began to finish up with the rest of her body. After a minute she dipped her body into the water, which was dark gray by now, I made sure if I got every spot, except between her legs, then I drained the tub. I dried my arms off while Celsius climbed out of the tub.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"See that wasn't so bad right? Wow, you look incredible." Her feathers were so soft now; her colors were brighter since all of the dirt is scrubbed off. She smelled a lot better. I should do this more often.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I guess it wasn't so bad after all. I just wished you had kept going," she said whispering the last part.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I should just bathe you more often."[/FONT]
[FONT="] After I dried her off, we walked out of our room to find Jewel near by.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"You look much better now Celsius. Shall we continue the tour?" Jewel mentioned.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Ready when you are."[/FONT]
[FONT="] After about an hour of sight seeing, gasping, and observing, we were on our way back to the third level.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I see that you know a lot about pokémon; a lot more than my master."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah, I would always research on all sorts of species, legends, and myths."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"You are very smart for someone your age. Teach M-4 a few lessons for me will you."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Oh I will."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah, he can a little bit retarded sometimes. I mean he can't even communicate right. Him and M-60 always use these slang terms. Pas' this and Pas' that. Sometimes I'll actually shut his lips together using psychic for a whole day. He started cursing up a storm afterwards." she laughed while I stood silent. "Why don't you ever smile? You never laugh and always keep a straight face?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Was it supposed to make me laugh? I never smile or laugh because there's no reason to laugh. What's there to be happy about?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Please, don't be depressed all of the time. If you ever need to talk, you can talk to me. Out of the group, I'm the most stable. M-4 can be rash and stupid at times while M-60 is just plain weird."[/FONT]
[FONT="]I looked at Jewel for a few seconds before she spoke again.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"You might feel out of place the entire time you're here, so if you do need to talk I'll be available most of the time." With that she left.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I walked in the room and I was preparing for another shower while Celsius stayed at the door way.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Don't try anything with him *****!" What was Celsius yelling at?[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was getting ready for another shower when Celsius finally walked inside.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"I don't like her," Celsius mentioned.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"She's just trying to help. What's wrong with her?"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's personal," she sighed.[/FONT]
[FONT="] Two days after I arrived, it was morning and today is the day I prove that I can become an assassin. Celsius and I walked down into the basement. One part of it is luxurious while the other part is all made of concrete. From where M-4 told me to go, I must head towards the concrete section. Metal double doors separated a concrete hallway from a well kept first class hallway. We were walking down the cold gray route when we ended up at another set of double doors. These doors were also metal, and I could hear loud cheering from the other side. From behind me I heard voices past the door I came from.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hurry up looking ass. I don't wanna miss this."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Shut the hell up…"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I recognized the joking laughter of the flippant pair. The taunts were getting longer until they finally got through the door. They noticed me standing in front of the doors.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Ready for the fight Jonathan? This is going to be a good watch."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Well hope you guys enjoy the fight," I said sarcastically.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Good luck out there and try not to get hurt," Jewel said. Celsius began growling at her.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yeah, be beasty." M-4 added.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Before I pushed the steel door open I pulled an important item out of my pocket and began wrapping it around my left thigh. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"What is that?" M-60 asked pointing at the piece of cloth.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's a good luck charm. I wrap this very handkerchief around my leg whenever I'm about to face danger." The white and green piece of the blanket that Gardevoir gave me before I left them was securely tied around my thigh.[/FONT]
[FONT="] I opened the door to see a loud crowd full of armed assassins. All of the assassins were wearing plain white T-shirts with vests and straps to hold their firearms while they wore smart black pants. A huge pit was dug deep into the ground in the middle of the room made of concrete walls that were covered by barb wire. Long lamps were emitting very bright lights that made the pit glow to welcome its' guest to hell. Livius, Garand, and the Don were in the highest luxurious chairs on looking the pit. They had serious expressions them selves. Down in the pit were 19 older looking kids that had torn or worn down clothes; just like my own clothes. Anxiety was hitting me like an atom bomb.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Where in the hell did those guys come from!" I asked M-60 and M-4.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"They were in the other rooms in the third level, and you are late apparently. You gotta get down there!"[/FONT]
[FONT="]I took a deep breathe as I walked past some of the audience.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"About ****ing time! Hurry up and jump in there stupid ass," were some of the sentences that came out of the assassins.[/FONT]
[FONT="]There was a walkway extending a fourth of the way across the pit. In my opinion teenagers have some kind of killer instinct. They get pissed off for small reasons easily. A rope ladder was hung down when I walked down the narrow walkway, but I didn't get a chance to use the ladder. Instead one of the assassins shoved me into the pit. I landed on three people. Feeling my knees and ribs impaled by some hard heads caused the wind to get knocked out of me. Then every single kid around me gathered around and started jumping me. I was right, teenagers do get pissed easily. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"No Rayn!" Celsius was yelling in desperation. I saw her about to leap into the pit before an assassin grabbed her and carried her on his shoulder away from the pit. He better not hurt her.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Heh heh heh, it's starting Don." Garand chuckled, "The Alternative Round begins now. Assassins, watch and pick ten kids that gather your attention!" Garand ordered.[/FONT]
[FONT="]From the ground I couldn't see anything. Large fists were bombarding my face as five kids were kneeling around me. I kicked some of them off which gave me enough room to flip the other two over me. I barely got them off as each of them weighed over 100 and something. How can I stand a chance? I stood up and looked around the deep pit. Yelling was all I could hear. It was like a deadly moch pit. Everyone was punching anyone they saw. Others tried to run away as they didn't know what to do. Those kids that ran were also jumped. From ages 12 to 16 was what I saw. Teenagers are freaking crazy, but right now I need to fight. I was a bit hesitant, but before I could throw a punch on anyone a loud deafening gunshot silenced the room. Most of us looked up to find one of the assassins pointing a 12-gauge shotgun towards the ceiling. Smoke was still flowing out of the barrel.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Okay, time is up and the audience has spoken." The assassin started pointing at some of the kids. "Okay, I want you, you, you-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Me," one overweight teen said.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Yes you fat ****-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey don't be making fun of my weight-"[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Hey don't be making fun of my fat ass," the assassin mocked in a childish tone, "Quit *****ing!" He pointed at several other kids before announcing again. "Okay you ten got the most attention so we will pair you with each other. Climb out of the pit and get next to the Don." With that he rolled down a ladder. "For the rest, you either ******* out or got your sorry asses kicked, so get next to me. You guys will be paired up with each other."[/FONT]
[FONT="] I was nearly wheezing for air when I got out. My heart was pounding with enough force to burst out of my chest. I wasn't pointed at. I'm nervous now, even more nervous than when I was at that shoot out. I feel much safer with a gun in hand while other people would think vise versa. I was disappointed at myself. I began touching my face to find it bruised, swollen, and bloodied. Sometimes I wonder how I can take the pain. Celsius was running to my location until one assassin pulled her away.[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Get with the other pokémon, and pray for your trainer to win victory. After all, his life depends on it." With that he pointed to the other pokémon in another section of the audience. What did he mean when he said "his life depends on it?"[/FONT][FONT="]
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