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It took a long while, but Gale finally managed to run into a Latios. Of all the luck! A Latios! A Psychic type! Maybe he can help me! Gale thought happily. She went up to the Latios and poked him on the shoulder. He turned around, and Gale then realized he wasn't a Latios at all. He was a...pseudo-Latios?

"How-may-I-help-you?" the pseudo-Latios asked in a robotic voice.

"Do you know how to get to level 4?" Gale asked calmly. Deep inside, she was kind of scared. If this pseudo-Latios turned out to be against her, it would perhaps mean the end.

"I-am-sorry-but-I-do-not-know-what-you-are-talking-about-There-is-no-level-4," the robot responded. A whirring sound then came from it, and it let out a "clank"! All of a sudden, the robot transformed into a pseudo-Leafeon. Whoa, a transforming robot. How interesting... Gale stared in amazement at the robot, who now looked a bit like her, though there were plenty of differences.

"I-can-only-help-you-fight-other-monsters," the robot said to her. "My-name-is-DUPLICATE001-as-I-have-been-programmed-with-that-name." Gale was partially confused by what the robot meant, but figured that if it could help fight with her like it claimed, then she could have a chance of reaching level 4.

(OOC: This robot is not all-powerful, just FYI. I'll destroy it somehow within a few posts...)
 
Level 3: City of Labyrinths
Lukai soon found himself in a city? He was puzzelled on why he had suddenly just found himself in a man made city."Welcome, to Apokalips city," the voice said something else but he couldn't make it out due to the sound of the jets above. "W-where d-did everyone go?" he asked himself, but directing it more towards asking the voice. The voice came again, but all he could make out was tower,move, and it. So Lukai took it as move to it, and that is when he began to wonder where in the world the tower was. He slowly began to trot through the city,passing a manhole. "Ughh, what is that?" he began to go a bit faster to pass the smell,"it smells horrible..."

The city was scary, and dark, you could never know what could pop up. The unexpecting Lukai wondered the streets aimlessly, not knowing that he was being watched."Yes, little Shinx come close.." a voice whispered to itself , and Lukai wandered on down the street. A machine rolled out infront the Shinx and began to speak,"Hell.....o Aiiie am.... ro.." then is stopped. It stopped moving,talking, and making noise. It was comepletly silent.

"What are you?" he questioned, but to no response,"guess I gotta check it out.." he mumbled under his breath. He walked closer to the machine, staring at it's 'face' as he reached out a paw to touch it. Lukai suddenly jumped back,"What the hell?" he was really scared, and tired but couldn't let anyone know. After all anyone could be his enemy. "D-did that thing just smile at me..?" he asked himself. "No, no" it didn't it is out of order.<Maybe.. It has something useful inside of it> he though while walking closer once more. He raised his paw to touch it once more, hitting a wall as it roared into life, flinging it's arms everywhere.

"Ha-Ha-Ha" came it's mechanical voice. It zoomed closer to Lukai, grabbing it and wandering off. The Shinx wanted to be let go, it kicked and screamed, causing the robot to only squeeze tighter.

"Stop, put it down" commanded a voice.

"Huh?" Lukai wondered as he looked up and saw a man. <Oh, I do hope he can help me..>. The robot still held Lukai in the air.

"I said put him down," the man came a bit closer,"I constructed you, I can just as easily put your out of order, put the creature down."

The robot finally did, and wandered off. While it wandered off it let out a loud screeching noise,eeeeeeeeeecchhheeeeeecchhhh.

"I am R.O.B,"the 'man' told Lukai,"please allow me to help you, come see my family.." R.O.B stood for Robotic Operating Builder. He motioned for the pokemon to follow as he entered a building.

Lukai entered and saw two other humans, one was female and another male. The female one was as tall as Rob, the other male one no more than two heads above Lukai. "Hey, I am Lukai and Rob saved my life.."

"Yes, I am S.O.P.H.I.E, he," she said pointing to the smaller bot,"he is D.A.R.Y.L."
 
(OOC: That's good, K9. Accepted, and pick your prey.)
 
Level 3: Apokalips City

"Congratulations..." the voice, the one from earlier, said. But now it was in a much darker, more sinister tone. "You have passed Level 2."

"What the…" Chicho couldn't believe his eyes, one moment he is atop a mountain looking for edible grasses, or anything to eat, then next a powerful gust with ash throws him against a red hot pile of rocks… and all of a sudden everything disappears leading him to an Escher-style city, which by the way, TERRIFIED HIM!

"This cannot be…" as he was saying this,

"WELCOME TO APOKALIPS CITY!" the voice boomed, its tone distinctly more sunny and bouncy than before. "Find your way out to advance to Level 4! For references purposes, the tower is at the center of the city, so move in the general direction of away from it! A warning to all creatures capable of flight: Advancing above rooftop levels for more than five seconds will result in an unsatisfactory mark on your record and a stern warning. Followed by death." As though to emphasize its words, a pair of jet fighters zoomed overhead, the sonic booms echoing between the buildings on either side of the street. "Have fun!"

"THIS CAN'T BE NATURAL!"

Chicho then, after looking around let out a yelp <Oh no, what's going on, there is like NO FOO HERE AT ALL!> "AAAAAHHHHHH!" he let out a scream due to the revelation, and started rocking back and forth on his back. <no… food… … floor… uncomfortable… why?>

As Chicho had formerly no idea that this place was natural, and only realized it after he passed Level 2, it was a bit too much for him to take in "This… is… way bigger than me… what am I supposed to do"

As he kept rocking on the street, he finally decided that he should find a good place to rest to calm down before re-evaluating his current situation. Instead of getting up though, he started to roll on his side all curled up (Defense Curl) expecting an attack at any time such as the one with the monkeys in the forest.

While he kept rolling, he felt the concrete underneath him curve down, and sideways making him gain speed and momentum downwards. While rolling downwards though, a weird curve on the street made him roll towards an alley in-between the buildings beside him, and crash against 3 weird, robotic-looking machines (much in the style of a bowling ball hitting the pins in a bowling alley)

<What the…?!> he thought as he opened up his eyes to see what he had hit, then after taking a quick inspection decided: <Damn, this aren't pokemon… looks like I'll have to protect myself!>

(Ooc: my head hurts now, drunk's tips #1: never force yourself to write **** with a major writer's block :tired:)
 
"Ughh... I am dizzy.", thought Ariougashukei. It has been some time since he ever chased something, and now he realized it was time, another prey to pick, attack and murder brutally. He didn't feel like it, he didn't want to, but he knew it was his duty, he got up, and rose out of the large, yellow-rusted trash can in a deep alley, and entered the building to his left through a back door. He saw there was no copper left in his mechanical rations bag right at the entrance. Without copper, he slowly looses creativity and common sense in most levels. Thus, he went out on the hunt for more.

"HEELLOOO!!?" He screamed in his deep, dark-like voice. No response except for the eerie echo of his voice in this seemingly untouched silver lustered part of the city. He started jogging around looking for metallic leftovers in alleys. By what he has been sensing, he knew, there weren't many chasers this time.

He found an alley with a can-full of rusty copper-plated drills in about 7 minutes, probably from a Driller Killer left without oil, he thought. He brought the whole can back to his alley, ate about a quarter of the contents, and finally went out on the hunt for a Pokemon to kill. He just walked around the western part of the city going to the north. He sensed paths and streets to the north, so he had no trouble with the maze mechanism of the city

Suddenly, he heard a crash from his right. He quickly, in almost a tenth of a second, expanded his spikes and quickly made himself bipedal and ran through the street on his direct right.

He found what looked like a Snorlax using defense curl in front of dead Tall Driller Killers. For Ariougashukei, a Snorlax was slow and perfect, he quickly hid in an alley close to the Snorlax, watching him carefully, very close to the thought: "He is my chosen one".

(OOC(whatever that stands for in comments): I'm saying "very close to the thought" because I'm not sure if Chicho is taken.)
 
(I think Chicho's Chaser-less, so you're free to take him ^^ Thought I thought Goulerbot said he was too busy and wanted to drop out...

I'll post in the RP as soon as I get an idea. Darn brain-deadness.)
 
"WELCOME TO APOKALIPS CITY!" A voice said from nowhere, startling Aya. "Find your way out to advance to Level 4! For references purposes, the tower is at the center of the city, so move in the general direction of away from it! A warning to all creatures capable of flight: Advancing above rooftop levels for more than five seconds will result in an unsatisfacory mark on your record and a stern warning. Followed by death."

That means I'm not allowed to trust anyone other than the ones I have already bestowed my trust in. Aya thought darkly, death didn't scare him, but that didn't necessarily mean he wanted to die. No, he would do everything he could to keep him and the others alive. At that moment, another Absol just walked up to them and began talking to them.

"I'm so glad to see another Absol here, I thought I was all alone." The pokemon purred, rubbing against his neck. Strange she should be so bold, he thought in surprise. So different from the rest of us.

Turning to the rest of the players, she said, "Maybe we can work together, I've been seeing some dangerous-looking things trying to attack us, it's been so scary, especially that weird Shedinja vampire thing."

"Thank Arceus we're all here together now," she said, more quietly and in a relieved tone.

Aya narrowed his eyes in suspicion upon seeing the other Absol, he knew he himself was a rare pokemon, it seemed unlikely that there would be another playing the game. He had yet to see one of the same species as another. But then again...

What Shedinja-Vampire thing? He thought curiously, he hadn't seen a Shedinja vampire-thing, unless you counted that bat that had just fallen from no where and landed in front of them. Suspicions clutched at him again, he wanted to believe her, but something was holding him back. It was the fact that she was talking to them as if she had known them all her life, almost too bold for the solitary pokemon an Absol was, almost too friendly, too willing to go through the game with them. He turned his back on her and said to the Rapidash and the Latias.

"So...how do you think we should get out of the city?"
 
As Gale walked through the vast crowed of robots, she continued hearing a "clank... clank... clank..." behind her. 'Course, to her, she knew that meant the robot was following her. It moved as gracefully as she did, but still made that "clank" every once in a while.

"Excuse me, monsieur robot, do you know if there are any other players nearby?" Gale asked in a French accent.

"I-do-not-know-I-am-very-sorry," the robot replied. Gale sighed.

"C'est tiring walking through these crowds," Gale groaned. "It'd be nice to meet up with another player. Don't get me wrong, but you're awesome to have around! It's just...never mind..." Gale had something to say, but couldn't say it 'cause it could cost her her life. It could malfunction and turn against me. Or it's already against me and is just playing the role of the temporary teammate to get close to me...

"Oh-look-an-airshow!" the robot exclaimed ecstatically. Gale looked up. Five jets were zooming around, doing barrel rolls, flipping completely upside-down, that sort of thing. Then, with their smoke trailing them, they wittingly starting spelling out words for everyone to see. Gale began reading them.

"You...can run...but you...can't...hide...?" Gale got a confused look on her face. "Wonder who they're searching for?" Better not be me. She turned to find the robot, frozen in place. "What's wrong?" she asked it.

"It-is-nothing-Come-now-we-should-get-going." The robot was a bit shaky, and Gale felt a little suspicion, but decided not to say anything. She didn't move an inch, as she was deciding whether to go or not.

"Come-on-We-have-got-to-go-NOW!!!" the robot insisted.

"OK, OK, we're going, we're going..." Gale shouted. The robot suddenly burst forward, with such speed Gale couldn't keep up. What a strange robot. Are the jets looking for him perhaps? Maybe that's why he transforms... Gale pondered this thought while running towards the robot, but couldn't keep her thoughts straight because of that either...
 
Arin threw her head backwards, and spotted the Tower that the Game had been talking about. It was like a monolith in the distance, a rising cylinder of concrete that thinned slightly at the top, tipped with a large disk like a viewing platform, and above that, the cylinder continued until it narrowed into a single point, which was glowing bright red.

"Oh my god, I didn't think there was anyone else here, I got lost in level two and then that volcano started erupting!" Another Absol emerged from the side street. "I'm so glad to see another Absol here, I thought I was all alone."

Arin quirked her eyes slightly. That was random. Seeing two Absols in the same day wasn't something she had ever expected. The species was only slightly more common than her own.

The Absol turned to the rest of them. "Maybe we can work together, I've been seeing some dangerous-looking things trying to attack us, it's been so scary, especially that weird Shedinja vampire thing. Thank Arceus we're all here together now."

Arin almost felt sorry for the poor creature. It was way too trusting. Not nearly cautious enough. She supposed it could be just relief at finding another Player, but everyone who Arin had met so far had been somewhat cautious when meeting another one. You never knew when there was a Game element taking the form of a Pokemon, although Arin had yet to see one of those.

"So...how do you think we should get out of the city?" Aya asked.

Arin pointed one paw in the general direction down the street, in the direction away from the tower. "Pick a direction and start walking. This level is just a maze, albeit a weird one." As she floated down the street, the others following, she asked the second Absol, "What's your name?"

As she waited for an answer, she looked around the street, senses alert. Had it taken this long to be attacked on Level 2?
 
Ninekun knew what they were thinking - being able to telepathically read everyone's minds was a useful gift. The Ratiasu and other Abusoru were thinking it was strange that she would be in the Game too. Becuse of Abusoru's rarity and all. She'd have to come up with a way to make them think otherwise, to get them off of her trail.

"I know it's pretty weird to see another Absol here," she said, making sure not to use the Japanese, original names she was known for using, "but I think the Game chose us according to something that links us all commonly. I mean, I don't know what it is yet. But it could be our rarity...Rapidash and Latias and Snorlax aren't the most common of Pokemon. Or it could be something else - something we don't know about each other." This was the most Ninekun had ever talked at one time, and she found it odd that she would be so talkative when doing this. Then again, it was a defence and a front to make sure no one would guess who she was.

"What's your name?" the Latias asked. Ninekun looked into her database. Arin was the Latias's name; she had to think of something slightly Japanese, like Aya and Arin.

"My name...? It's..." As she tried to think of one, she said, "Forgive me, it's been a very stressful day and I'm having trouble remembering a lot of things. This Game has a weird effect on us, doesn't it?" Then it came to her. "Kitai, my name is Kitai."

She almost laughed, it was that oxymoronic. 'Kitai' literally meant 'danger', and she was going to be danger to these Players sooner or later.

"The instructions...they said to move away from the tower. So let's get going...I'd say away from those fighter planes if we can. They must be loaded with ammo." She turned to the Latias.

"I know, I know, I seem very trusting and not cautious enough. I've been thinking about that myself a lot. Because if I ever met up with another Player, I know everyone would expect me to be at least somewhat distrusting. But I feel so safe when I'm with other people...one person I wouldn't trust. But a group of you...you can't all be monsters, or the Game's servants in disguise...right?"
 
Strange how she can't remember her own name. Aya said to himself, his suspicions growing stronger as she seemed to have...read their minds or something. He'd let the others talk to her, if they decided to trust her, then he would disapprovingly go along with it, if not, he would approve of their decision not to trust this strange Absol and move on. Her reason for not remembering her own name seemed sketchy to him, but it was more or less believable, meaning it could be true. And yes, he agreed with her point that the Game affected them rather oddly, but he seemed to suddenly remembered everything rather than forgetting a lot of things. Maybe he was just overly paranoid, but in this game, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

Strange as he found it that an Absol would be talking so much, wheras he normally remained silent and let the others do the talking, he had to admit she had a point. However, though safety in numbers could help them, it wouldn't be a good thing to travel with too many people, it would make them easier to track down. He decided to voice this thought.

"Wouldn't going through the game in a group of too many affect us negatively rather than positively though?" He pointed out, before sort of fading back into the background again, not meeting eyes with anyone. He didn't want them to see that he thought the Absol wasn't even for real, as they would all likely tell him he was just being way too suspicious and should lighten up a bit. That it wasn't like everything in the game was dangerous. He decided he would hang back slightly, keep a watch on the Absol. But stay within the group all the same, to avoid being singled out and attacked.
 
Gale dashed through the crowd of robots, but none resembled the pseudo-Leafeon, Ditto-like robot. She paused for a moment, then swiveled around. Strange, she thought. I could've sworn someone...or something was following me... I must be turning paranoid from all this activity. Better find someplace to rest... She walked over to one of the buildings, and then it hit her. The robot had led her closer to the clock tower.

"No..." Gale muttered. "That stupid robot..." Was this all a trick? Was that robot commanded to take me closer to the clock tower so I would be punished? Gale suddenly froze. She walked up to the edge of where she was, and looked down. It seemed there was a whole other floor beneath her.

"That pesky, traitorous robot! It probably broke some rules, so it tried to get me framed instead!!!" Furious, Gale began running to the stairs. But something caught her from behind.

"You-are-in-violation-of-the-rules," a jet-like robot said to her. "Give-in-or-pay-the-price."

"NEVER!!!" Gale shouted. She let out a blast of ice, freezing the robot temporarily. She ran down the stairs as fast as she could, only to find the exit was closed at the bottom. She turned around, and the jet-like Pokemon was advancing slowly towards her.

"You-are-trapped-Surrender-now," the robot said, its tone sounding as if it were annoyed (if robots really did have emotions). This is it, Gale thought, wincing. I'm doomed... She closed her eyes, waiting for the worst to happen.

Then, if on cue, a flute started playing. The robot screeched in pain, and imploded afterwards. Gale opened her eyes, saw the remains of the robot, then listened carefully to the tune playing. Her eyes became wide with fear.

"That same melody. That same haunting melody. It followed me from level 2. But... The robot was able to hear it too. Is it on my side?" Gale gasped, then continued listening.

"Wherever you come from, o strange melody of heaven and hell, hear my voice. You deserve a name, such a haunting tune like yourself. I dub thee 'Midnight Nocturne'." Gale smiled at the name, and afterwards, the flute stopped. As if by magic, the locked door suddenly opened, and immediately Gale burst through it.

After walking about a mile or so, the Latias and Absol were in sight again. But this time, something seemed different about the Absol. Wait a sec, Gale thought. That Absol seems a bit different than the one I saw earlier in level 2... She stared at it for a few moments, then back at the Latias, then at the Absol again. It'd be best to follow them, she thought. Those guys - the Absol (who might not be the same Absol at all) and Latias - I think they're in the game like me, and they can't be pseudo-Pokemon. After all, their speech is crystal clear, unless they're upgraded versions. But I doubt it...
 
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(OOC: Secondary Character; Chaser Garitsute, by permission in the discussion thread.)


Another day, another smell, another dark sewer to explore into, he fell. Garitsute, or Gari, as the other chasers called him, was exploring an unknown sewer of the city. I can smell it, I can smell a Shinx!, he thought. In his pasts chases, he always preyed on the Shinx when he had the chance. It was his favorite Pokemon to eat it's legs. He was able to remember the last time he ate one, in his Serpential Shape. It tasted better than chocolate, Pumpkin Pie, better anything in the world. He would rather have a pair of Shinx legs to eat than dominate a world without Shinx.

This time, he was in his Cyboris Serpentia Ultima form, he looked like a long, long, serpent, a mouth with desire for bloodshed, and eyes of an evil haze of blood and violet. One deep stare into them causes an emotional scar of fear, evil, and death, for eternity. Most of his left side, was robotic in a color almost like Gold and Deep Purple. That side carried out senses that his regular form couldn't use in a vast, mechanical city like this.

He continued dwelling in the sewers, finding the origin of that smell. It took him 10 minutes to find it, and he slowly slithered up that tube. He slowly rose out of a sparkling toilet, one that sensed was for decor, as it had no water. Slowly, he slid out of the small restroom that barely fit the toilet and a sink, and he saw it, a Shinx, talking to the ROBs.

"JACKPOT!" He charged up with all his might and pounced faster than a Rapidash to the Shinx!
 
Lukai was hit, hit by something that felt wet, and cold. He turned around to see a really large snake. "What the hell" the spot where he was hit began to ache. Lukai's teeth began to grow a yellow and then he tried to bite the serpent, but was held back by Rob. "R-rob what are you doing?"

The family began laughing, and at this point Lukai realized they were no humans, but robots. Rob threw the Shinx out the window,"Don't you come back here!" he shouted.

Lukai couldn't tell if Rob was helping him, or if he was angry at him. He didn't really care, as long as he was away from the serpent. He was very tired, and needed a place to rest. Lukai walked up the street. Soon he found a nice spot, not any bad smells, nothing seemed harmful. He laid down, the ground was hard and cold.<This spot feels horrible, yet so good because I am so tired..> Lukai yawned and then stretched himself out, his eyelids falling over his eyes, sleep becoming him.

The robots and other things in the city were scurrying about, racing around everywhere. The sound had woken Lukai a few times, then one robot even ran him over. So, Lukai moved to a higher up spot, to fall asleep.
 
Before Grem could find the Glaceon, everything around him suddenly froze in time, startling him a bit. Looks like it's time for the next level... As the forest around him disappeared, he felt his body beginning to change along with the environment. Closing his eyes, he willed his skin to become hard and metallic and for his height to shorten to an even 5'. While most of his organs remained natural, for the most part, others parts of him were replaced with mechanical components. The metal covering over his chest, stomach, and back were black and could open to reveal the things that he carried with him-it's replacing his cloak-, while the rest of him was a silver color.

When he opened his eyes, which now glowed red, he looked at his body with satisfaction. He had a humanoid shape, but there was no indication from his appearance that he was a cyborg, rather than a robot. His dagger was back and concealed within his right arm. If he lifted his right wrist, the blade would slide and poke out of a slot in his wrist, ready to be used. Also his bow was gone, but he could shoot arrows out of his left hand. Experimentally moving his arms and legs around, he was satisfied with how smoothly his mechanical joints moved. The bottom of his feet were even covered with a material like rubber to soften his footsteps.

No more wasting time. It's time to find that Glaceon! Even as he was thinking this, a familiar longing swept over him that he found impossible to resist. ....But it's time to have a bit of fun first. Wonder if she has a good sense of humor?... I know just what I want to do.... He extended his mind out until he found Gale's mind. There she is. I found her! Careful to not let any stray thoughts reach her, he used her thoughts to figure out where she was. He soon realized that she was near the group with the Latias, and they weren't very far away. Wonder which one I should try this time? he thought, as he popped his black chest covering open and reached his hand inside.
 
(OOC: Secondary Character; Chaser Garitsute)

"What the? Why the damn did do that?", screamed Gari.

"Because we need to talk, before you kill someone in this level... bztkt!", said ROB, in a robotic voice. Gari was still mad, but he decided to listen to his words. "The problem is, your Chaser and Mechanical Aura levels are not high enough to consume this Shinx, bztkta! This Shinx has a power beyond recognition, and you need more experience to hunt this one."

"Are you saying I am too weak and not strong enough to hunt this one?!"

"No. I have been commanded by higher administration to make sure this one makes it to a later stage in the game. Nothing more I am to say. BZTKA!"

The strange robot blew up. It's remains then pulverized into nothing. Gari didn't know the meaning of this. But if it was true, he decided to find a runner up. Just in case. He still wanted to chase the Shinx, but wasn't sure about this robots truth.

When he looked outside, the Shinx was gone. What a poeii. Then he slithered away into the closest alley for a break. That pounce took up most of his energy.
 
"My name...? It's..." the Absol stuttered, as though she couldn't remember her name. "Forgive me, it's been a very stressful day and I'm having trouble remembering a lot of things. This Game has a weird effect on us, doesn't it? Kitai, my name is Kitai."

Arin quirked an eye, but did not slow down as she floated forward. Since when did stress cause people to forget their name? A nagging suspicion blossomed in the back of her brain, but then she supposed that it was possible that the Game had fuddled with her memory. After all, she herself could not remember how she came to be in this Game. She highly doubted that they could have taken her and moved her here without either her or her brother, Jason, noticing, so either they tranquilized her (which she would have remembered, she reckoned) or they erased her memory of the event, somehow. Hey, if there were Pokemon moves that could mess with memory, why not human machines?

"The instructions... they said to move away from the tower. So let's get going... I'd say away from those fighter planes if we can. They must be loaded with ammo."

Isn't that what I just said? Arin thought. Kitai wasn't making much of a good first impression on her. Someone so foolish might just be a burden.

"I know, I know, I seem very trusting and not cautious enough. I've been thinking about that myself a lot. Because if I ever met up with another Player, I know everyone would expect me to be at least somewhat distrusting. But I feel so safe when I'm with other people... one person I wouldn't trust. But a group of you... you can't all be monsters, or the Game's servants in disguise, right?"

Kitai had a point, although it wasn't much of one. The larger the group, the smaller the chance that they were all Game elements. But they weren't a very large group. If that's the way you think, then I honestly feel sorry for you, Arin thought. She wouldn't last long in the Game, unless she was protected. And still there was that nagging suspicion in the back of her mind, somewhere between the fins on her head.

"Wouldn't going through the game in a group of too many affect us negatively rather than positively though?" Aya pointed out.

Arin gave a quick nod in reply. "I don't think we've reached that point yet, Aya," she said, "although we might be getting close." Glancing back, she saw that Aya had retreated to the back of the group. Apparently he had his own suspicions. Arin might need to talk to him later, in private.

They came to an intersection where the road split in perpendicular direction. Each way the road winded and turned, making it impossible to see very far down. "Which way should we go?" Arin queried the others.
 
Damn that Ratiasu, Ninekun thought, or, as she would have to remember herself now, Kitai. If she continued thinking of her old name, she might accidentally blurt it out. She doesn't trust me, and I don't think the Absol does either. Feeling sorry for me...this is a big enough group that we wouldn't all be Chasers...

"I heard that Chasers never even work together unless circumstances call for it, I think it was a hint back there..." she said, knowing she probably sounded like an idiot but hoping they would buy it. "So we can't all be Chasers, even if there is only a small group."

That probably won't get rid of Arin's suspicions, but it should water them down a little, Kitai thought.

When they came to a crossroads, Kitai looked around at the four streets. She tried to remember which one led where, and from her flying excursions, where she floated silently along the buildings, she remembered which one led to death and which one didn't.

Did she want to kill her victims this early? Or victim, she should say, since she wasn't even sure where Kumori was. She might have to take Arin down when she disposed of Aya. After all, Arin was her least favorite, the way she was always questioning her. Had she gone through her own life like this, always asking questions? Always doubting everything? If so, Kitai would be the one feeling sorry for her, instead of the other way around. How did she ever get anything done?

The hate of Arin was fueling her killing attitude, and she thought that she might have to 'accidentally on purpose' get rid of her sooner than expected.

Kitai didn't want any more distrust to come between them, so that the time of killing was easier, so she sat back on her haunches and waited for someone else to make a decision. To further prove her innocence, she said, "I don't know where to go, and I'll probably choose the wrong way...it's always been my fate for bad things to happen to me. Like bad luck. Someone else can pick - I'll end up getting us all killed."

As she said it, she threw a sweet, trusting gaze, like a young, teenage girl just out on her first date, at Aya and Arin. If that didn't get them, she didn't know what would.
 
"I don't know where to go, and I'll probably choose the wrong way...it's always been my fate for bad things to happen to me. Like bad luck. Someone else can pick - I'll end up getting us all killed." Kitai was saying.

Aya, being the paranoid being he had become ever since being thrown into his game, tried to ignore the Absol, Kitai's, look. He couldn't overthrow his suspicions, they were so overwhelming. Why me? How come I'm suddenly so...distrusting. I've already decided that I'll only trust Arin and Starlight, they're the ones I travel with...now I'm just going on and on. She seems very different from an Absol, being more...social and friendly, talking more, almost as if she's trying....to hard. But then again, I always think that. Though actually, currently I don't know what exactly I'm supposed to think, everything's so confusing. But I will not come to trust that Absol. I don't even know any others of my species, so how come I see one now? If there were duplicates, they'd likely be of a less rare pokemon.

He was thinking too much now, even though that was what he had always done best. Aya didn't know how he should think about the Absol. She had just told her Chaser's never worked together unless circumstances asked for it. That made sense, enough, but Players in this game were more likely to work together, meaning that the Chaser's prey would be grouped together. It would actually likely be easier to work together as a Chaser, and if they didn't know that, then they might not have been well programmed. Absol, as well, were supposed to be thoughtful, quiet, and intelligent, and yet this Absol did't even momentarily remember her whole name.

Getting too suspicious again, Aya, he scolded himself, and now she was telling them that bad luck has always been her fate. If so, why was she working with them, if she knew that she'd bring her bad luck with her? It would get her into more danger. Aya didn't know how this Absol's mind worked, but if he was right, most pokemon, if they were cursed by bad luck, tended to stay away from others, this one was going out of her way to be friends. Weird. Extremely weird. He thought, remaining stubbornly silent.
 
Amethyst sneezed – what was- what was that? The very world around her shattered into a thousand pieces, a million, a trillion – maybe more...She felt her cells tingling, and she focused...for this level...Attack and separate the group, enlist as many other chasers in her goal to scatter them. If it died, too bad, she wasn't going to save him now. Well, unless some other chaser tried to kill her prey...Well, watch out, but if it got itself injured...Well, she could always pick another prey...

<CCD, search 'marowak', associative terms 'skull'.> She paused and listened as the flat voice intoned in her mind.

The name "Marowak" is a portmanteau of marrow and whack (to strike), with "marrow" to represent Marowak's skull-like head, and "whack" to represent Marowak's nature of striking its opponent with bones. Marowak were generally weak creatures with a bit of experience when they just evolve. However, after they train hard and grow strong, they turn powerful. They began using thick bones (possibly a femur) as defense against foes and eventually evolved to be more aggressive. As a Cubone's instinct, Marowaks use the bones to club enemies, but have since learned to skillfully throw the bone like a boomerang. They can also use these bones to tap out messages to others in the vicinity.
It is rumored that "Marowak cemeteries" exist where Cubone collect the bones of deceased Marowak to be used as weapons. It is likely that these cemeteries are also where female Marowak give birth, considering the fact that female Marowak die soon after or during the birthing process. This is paradoxical, due to the fact that if you breed a female Marowak in the video game, the Marowak survives. This may signify that in the wild Pokémon possibly give live birth; whereas captured Pokémon lay eggs.
Cubone will wear the skull of its deceased mother as a memento of her. It is currently unknown where Cubone that you breed get the skulls. No person has seen Cubone without the bone. When Cubone evolves into a Marowak, the skull helmet will seemingly fuse onto its face, or it's face may conform to the skull's shape.

Well, she supposed she'd stick with the Marowak. She sighed, giving a huff. Okay, her form would be...But no, she was bored of stalking. Now, it was time to play...Forget her 'divide and conquer' plan, she was going in for the kill. Amethyst's body shifted and formed – soon, a small, young Leafeon appeared, trembling and shaking with a matted, muddy underbelly and smears of blood ran across her shoulder blades, dripping down her back. A series of small, severe slashes, evidently made by a small, deadly creature's claw, marked her left flank. She listened as Ninekun approached the group, posing as an Absol. A wave of fury ran through her, but she hid it. Swearing mentally, Amethyst cut her connection with Ninekun and darted away from the group. Let them find her.
 
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