Perfect Fault

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OOC: you could have said that earlier =P.
 
IC: I said, "Alright, the kid is starting to annoy me. Next time we find here, I say we introduce her to some pain. For now, let us have a little hunt for her. Seeing as that portal only went one way, there's no way she went into the past. So, where would someone go to get away from pursuers? I'd say their home. So, now we just have to find that. Let's start by going through the portal. That should lead us straight to her."

So, we both stepped into the portal, which transfered us to the front of a large apartment building. It seemed to be the right place to hide out, so we entered and started to look through. Suddenly, I heard somemone move, right above us.
 

As we rush up to where the sound came from, we hear a portal open, and then it close. "Well shes gone agian, I say we come after her later. We have bigger targets to destroy."
 
IC: I thought on it for a moment and then informed her, "Alright then, we'll leave for now. At this point, we must destroy the largest part in the government, the America."

Once they were down, only a few more after that, and we'd be able to start our revenge.
 
::My moms shopping so I can maybe sneak this in.::
I jump into my portal and find my myself in Wastington. I pull out my lastest 'prize' and throw it on the ground. Every camera now shows the same thing as it did ten minuets ago. I climb the president window and pay him a visit.
One hour later, I leave him tied up and hop out the window. putting the papers I stole in my bag I disappear again.
 

OOC: this is changing to less a pokemon rp, and more to a world destruction/assassin type thing.

IC:
"America is the target huh?" I say, but my mind is flooded with a memory.

(this whole scene takes place in America) Yuna, age 6, sitting in a dark room bound by a leash and her hands tied behind her back. There is a thing on her head keeping her eyes open. "Now tell me, where is he!" says a man who is standing over a table across the room. Yuna's mother is bound to that table, being torcherd for information. "I told you I don't know!" She screams. "Leave her alone!!!" Little Yuna screams while thrashing trying to break the bindings. The man continues questioning Yuna's Mother, then slits her throat. "NOOO!!! MOTHER!!!" Yuna screams, but now she is thrashing like a wild animal. The man laughs at her attempts and turns to walk out of the room. Just then, the bindings break and Little Yuna goes charging for him, grabbing a dagger from a table. She sails through the air and kicks off the door, slashing the man in the face, leaving a huge scar from his chin to his eyebrow. "You little!" He yells as he cracks Yuna in the head with a club. He then puts her in a bag, and throws her into a nearby lake with a cement block tied to the bag. She somehow manages to get loose and swims to the surface. She stands there, glowing with a blood red aura around her. "He shall pay, with his life!"

*back to the present*
Yuna's body glows with the same blood red aura, her body tense with anger.
 
OOC: Pokemon will come quickly, if this goes the right way.

IC: As I saw the aura, I said, "Well, it seems as if there's still a lot I don't know about you. But, that really doesn't matter, does it? If I know the past or not, that has no leverage. Now, let's start our little quest, shall we?"

With that, I threw out my pokeball, which revealed my Skarmory, and jumped on.
 

The aura fades. "Well, I have one last stop to make first.." I say as I climb on. I direct us to a small house on the outskirts of the city. "I'll be back in a second, wait here." I say as I jump off and go into the house. I walk into the house and go into the bedroom in the upstairs of the house. I look in the closet and find what I came here for. My mothers Assassin gear.
(looks like this but black and silver.)
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I go into the closet and change into her gear. "Now, now I avenge you mother." I say to myself. I head back outside and go back to the Skarmory.
 
Name: Josh Night
Age: 14
Description: Black hair, black jacket, jeans, and white sneakers.
Pokemon (if any): Tyranitar, Blaziken, Houndoom, Skarmory, and Swampert.
Weapons (if any): Two daggers, and one sword made of diamond.
Short Bio (optional): N/A
Location of Origin: America
Side: Against Government
 
OOC: Glad to have ya here. Read the posts so you know whats going on and then just start posting.

IC: I said, "Yes, we will now strike fear into this world. Soon enough, both of us will have seen our revenge. Only a little bit of time now. But, make your way to America, I have one piece of business I must attend to. I'll be there shortly."

With that, I leaped onto my Skarmory and we shot off into the distance.

~ ~ (about 2 hours later) ~ ~

When I reached my destination, I saw the leveled ruins of what used to be my childhood village. When I landed and walked around, the memories surfaced in my head once more....

* The crimson flames leapt from rooftop to rooftop. The once clean streets were tinted a hellish red, and bodies were thrown and broken in every possible direction you could see. Barely a few hours ago, this place was prosperous and peaceful. The time was midnight now, and the government had come during the night. Soon enough, without much effort, our village was killed, and my family were the only ones who fought back. Therefore, they were to be killed slowly. But, for some reason, they decided to spare my life, for some reason, but wanted to make an impression. So, as I struggled, I was bound to a post and saw something that changed my life forever. One by one, they brought my family up and asked questions. We were bound to secrecy, by tradition. So, they were killed. Each and every one, my mother, father, and even my sister, right in front of my eyes.

From that day, I swore revenge. I hid my true self and looks from the world, afraid someone would recognize me.

As I snapped back to reality, I found myself right by the remains of my house. I searched through it and found a box which my father left for me. He told me that when the right time came, to use what was in here. So, I opened the box, changed into the clothes, and took the weapon. Then, I set out to rejoin the girl.

OOC: This is my look now (same everything in this picture):
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Weapon: I'll show when the time comes.
 

With that I make my way to America. I arrive in New New York (not a typo) and head to a shack on the docks. I enter and look around, it's the same room from my memory, the room where my mother was murdered.
 
IC: Now I was ready to do this final mission. So, I used the teleporting skill of my Gardevoir to return to the girl's location, only to find her gone. But, I had an idea on where she might be. The government was located in New New York, the most unlikely place, so no one would try to kill them. There was a shack near the docks by there, so she would likely be there.

It had been a long time since I was last in this city. Must have been almost 5 years now. But, that is more of my past which I would prefer not to recall. Most of my past had been horrible, and I had blocked out the thoughts if they ever surfaced in my mind. Those first people that I ever met from outside my village had killed all of those who I cared for. From that point on, I never trusted anyone else that I ever met. But, something was different about this one that I was now working with.

As I entered the room, I saw her staring at an empty room.
 

"I died in this room.. and was reborn as something else." I say in a cold, chilling voice. "Revenge will be sweet, but it will never replace what was lost."
 
IC: I heard what she said an replied, "I couldn't have said it better myself. No matter what revenge we achieve, we can't bring back what has already been lost. But, we can at least put those people we lost to peace, by taking down those who killed them. One that day, years ago, I died as well, and from that day forth have been what you know me as. You are the first person I've trusted since that happens, and it makes me think a little bit. It's odd enough that I met someone who I can trust, but I met them on the day I died, ten years ago. The one thing I can promise you is that we will take down these pathetic fools and complete what we both wish for."
 

I look at the spot where the table once stood, I took off my mask and set it there. The Red aura glows brightly this time, creating a kind of swirling wind effect, "My name, is Yuna. Former assassin of the Velg'larn clan, daughter of the assassin known as Night. I have one more mission to complete." I say as I look at Ixion. "Lets finish this."
 
((OOC: Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one here that's with the government. Wait, I am, am I? I will create some NPCs so I won't feel so lonely on one side...))

IC:

(Picking up were I left off)

Crys just blinked as Ixion dissappeared in a black mist.

'Very mysterious...' She said, taking the black rose from off her shoulder, and stared into the dark ebony petals and looked up. Something rung. She took out a silver PokeNav and answered it.

~*~
"Hello, Long." She simply said cooly.

"You know that the Crystal of Nine is stolen, do you?"

"Not my department..." She paused. "But that's good to know..."

"Is the repesentative safe?"

"Yes.." Crystaleirenia will not say that she had to fight Black Rose.

"Good."

"Could I make a suggestion?"

"You could."

"You should really assign more agantes to a job because it get's pretty lonely, and sometimes hectic..."

"Not a bad idea." Long replied.

"Also, you could send Lily to investisgate the crime situation... Okay I'm out!" She said turning off the PokeNav.

"Hey wait-" Long was cut off.
~*~

"Okay, I had enough duty for one day... Lea, Teleport!" And with that, the two teleported out of the building. The cat-like pokemon was then returned to her respective pokeball and in place of her was a green dragon. The agent got on the Flygon and was immediately flying to New New York, to her underground hideaway.

As they reached New New York, she went into a building and went downstairs.

"So, I guess I have to go down seven flights of stairs. Seven incredibly long flights of stairs. Oh why do I have to make this so hard for myself?" She said going down the first flight, grabbing a lanturn from a shelf as it was getting darker and darker with each step. When she reached a door from at the end of the seven flights, she took a key and pushed it in the key slot, only to find out that it's already unlocked.

"What the-"

Suddenly, Crys heard a crash inside. She turned the handle and dashed into the room, finding a Blissey on the floor, fainted.

"What happened here?"

Another Blissey came forward. ~*(Gale came here again...)*~

"Gabriellia Chrisitne Breezezaru?" She sighed. "That mangy rouge! What did she do?"

~*(We-We tried to protect it but-)*~

A little girl of the age of eleven appeared. "She stole one of our family's sacred pendants. More specifically, Artimeus'."

"Serenity, this true?"

"I'm afaid so. Anyway, did you suceed in protecting the Italian repesentative?"

Crys showed a rose with ebony petals. "Had a fight, met a somewhat new face, protected the respentative. But i can't help but wonder if he's safe now. I can't protect him forever..."

"I understand. Want me to put that rose in a vase or something. Who was it from? A boyfriend of yours?" Serenity joked.

"NO! It's not from my boyfriend- not that I have one... And yes, you may put it in a vase... I'll just rest for a bit..." The teen replied, going to a bed and ploped down on the soft matress, falling asleep quickly.
 
IC: I said, "Indeed it seems they have. Let's make quick work of these fools." She nodded and within about 2 minutes, they were all on the ground, dead.

Once, they were down, I turned to Yuna and said, "Ah, now I know where you come from. See, all people involved with the government know me as the Black Rose. But, the warriors I've fought with know me by my true self-put name. I took the callings of my father and mother, combining them both. But, for now, let's forget about this. These fools deserve to die here and now. Once and for all, let's finish this."

With that, I walked into the hallway and waited for her to come out. While standing against the wall, I just thought to myself for a moment. Soon enough, my objective that I've been reaching for for many long years will come to fruition. Then, this world will know never to take what a person holds closest ever again.
 

OOC: Im going to give the government side some time to atleaset attempt to stop us, because if we keep going at this rate we'll reach the end of this storyline within a day or two.
 
OOC: Exactly. Remember, this is just how our characters think it will go. As we all really know, the government would have weapons and armies of uncountable weapons. Also, we'll soon find confrontation with the other people in this RP. So, you can continue now. I can't think of anything to say.
 
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