Resident Pokénarök (PG-15)

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"Will do". Adrian called down to him. Though thinking that she would probably get herself killed. Adrian soon lightly walked down the ladder to the street bellow.

Adrian felt a rush of cold air as he held the crowbar in both of his hands. The cool metal felt like frostbite on his skin. Yet he didn't dare let go of his only weapon. He recalled the Sandslash and how Reaper was the only reason he survived.

Adrian walked out of the alley. "So where are we supposed to go now?" Adrian wanted to help Reaper. She saved his life yet he didn't know where in Saffron she was.

"...what exactly is going on?" A girl he noticed from the pokemon center riding the bike asked. "I don't know. I think there are some zombies here and miss Scythe asked us to run while she dispatches all of them." Adrian said from his perspective. He hoped she wasn't to full of herself. Or she would get herself killed.
 
"Now where the hell are those footsteps coming from? Iris, sniff them out. I can smell the rotting flesh, but I can't tell from where," Verona ordered her Houndoom. The dog however didn't move. Frustrated, she smacked the hilt of the scythe on her butt in attempt to make her move. "What the hell is wrong with you? You're acting like you're afraid or something..." Then, she heard what she thought was a human's voice. However, it was garbled and very eerie sounding.

"Is that why... why you're afraid Iris?" Verona asked. Iris shook her head violently in response. "Don't be afraid. I'm here with you. You've died once already. It won't happen again." Of any creature on this planet, Iris was the only one who Verona cared deeply for. Iris was the only creature, zombie or human, she didn't have the desire to drive a scythe through the back of their head.

Soon, the source of the eerie voice emerged from the purple mist that encased Saffron. On top of it's head was moldy blond hair. One eye socket was empty and the other eye was bloodshot and full of rage. Her lips were a pale pink and the red dress she wore was torn & tattered. The figure's large, clown-like hands were clenched together and her luscious, rotting figure swayed back and forth.

"A Jynx... I haven't seen one of these before. Iris, man up! If there's one zombie, you know there's more right behind them!" Verona pulled off her scythe and charged the Jynx. The Jynx quickly countered, and fired a powerful Ice Beam at Verona. Verona halted her assault and ducked to the right, dodging the Jynx's Ice Beam. Verona then began to sprint towards the Jynx once more, who had little time to recover from firing the Ice Beam. Verona reached the Jynx and quickly jammed the scythe's blade into the skull of the Jynx. The humanshape Pokemon let out a devastating call before collapsing to the ground.

Verona turned to Iris, who still hadn't moved. Frustrated, Verona barked, "What are you still doing here? I'll be fine. Go! Unless you want to be the cause of death for another group of people!" Iris recoiled at the comment, and turned to run to the group. She turned once more, looking at her master. Verona shot another GO! expression before Iris sprinted off.

"Well, now that she is gone, I just have to worry about myself. I wonder why she froze up when that Jynx appea--URGHHHH!" A fist smashed her in the back of the head, causing her to fall to the ground. "What the hell?" Standing a few feet from her was a fuming, angry, zombie Primeape. Flesh was missing from part of its face and its left leg consisted entirely of exposed bone. Blood was dripping from its mouth, meaning it had fed recently. If these zombies have already had their fill tonight, why are they descending upon the city and attacking. The Primeape then let out a bellowing call and began to charge Verona. With her scythe knocked a few feet away from her, Verona quickly searched the ground for a weapon. Her hand brushed against a sharp piece of glass from a nearby shattered window. Reacting quickly, Verona stabbed the leaping Primeape in the eye, causing it to recoil in pain and fall away from Verona.

"I guess this is my chance," Verona said. She held her hand up and began to whisper an archaic chant. A red aura began to seep from her palm, which slowly wafted towards the flailing Primeape. A red chain of sorts materialized around the ape's wrists and ankles. Then, they tightened, causing the Primeape's entire body to become encased in the red aura. The Pokemon stopped flailing and stood erect. All anger and hunger for flesh seemed to dissipate from it's body. "Now, with Iris gone, you're going to help me." The Primeape nodded accordingly. Verona walked over to her scythe and picked it up. She wiped off the dirt and sighed.

Hisssssssssssssss.... Verona's back arched. Emerging from the shadows was a large Arbok zombie. Both of its eyes were missing and the pattern on it's chest was exposed and raw. Acid dripped from its jowls and its long tongue flicked rapidly.

"Screw this..." Verona turned to the Primeape and said, "Hey you! Take care of this!" The Primeape nodded and suddenly returning to it's primal form, leaped at the Arbok. The two began to tussle, with the Primeape ripping away at the flesh of the Arbok and the snake's acid ripping away at the Primeape's body. Verona cracked a slight smile watching the two zombies tear away at each other. However, her brief moment of happiness was torn away by the stronger scent of rotting flesh and blood growing closer. The two zombies were now motionless. As a precaution, Verona pulled out the shard of glass from the Primeape's head and proceeded to stab the two clearly through the skull, ensuring they wouldn't be waking up again anytime soon.

In the distance, she could see hordes of zombies fast approaching. "I hope these idiots at the center move quickly. I'm in for a long night. On top of it all, that damn Primeape gave me a massive headache. These zombies are in for a long night."
 
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Nero set the girl down on the floor by the window, and took a look outside. Right by the window there stood a ladder leading to the street. He wondered how he was going to get himself and the young albino girl down that ladder safely, but that thought went out the window when he found her eyes gazing upon him. He let out a breath of relief and began speaking to her.
"Awesome, you're awake! We can't talk much now, we've gotta get out of here. Follow me through the window, okay?" Nero stepped through the window onto the ladder and made his way down into the abysmal street down below.
 
Saya looked up at the two at the window, watching as Nero started down the ladder. She knew she was supposed to be waiting, but didn't it make sense to wait for the others? Safety in numbers, right?

She took the moment to again examine the bike, wondering if it was really in full working order... Well, they'd have to run away when the others got down there anyway. She jumped onto the bike--the frame wasn't broken, obviously, standing strong under her. One foot into the stirrup, standing, she pushed herself forward, and put the other foot in the other. The bike shook slightly, something loosened during the fall, possibly the wheel. The chain still made the strange noise she'd observed before. However... it did work. More or less.

She circled, stopping and holding herself up with one foot, watching the two at the window again.
 
Still feeling a bit woozy, Salena had woken up. Things were a bit swirly, but she was following the voice or the closest person she'd met tonight. Who was climbing down a window. Soon it hit her. The zombies, the Houndoom, everything...she began to shiver but soon controlled herself as best she could.

"T-the window? I-I can't p-p-possibly...!" Salena shook as she came near the window. Behind her, she could hear the snarling and barking or other zombie Pokemon. Salena gave a small whine. It was all or nothing. Nearing the window, she closed her eyes and jumped out. Coming down, she hit something hard. It seemed to give a groan as it padded her landing on the way down. Did she just fall on a person?! Salena quickly got up and brushed her olive skirt down, embarrassed. "I'm really sorry about that...it was my fault..." she murmured.
 
Christ... why does my body ache so much? Ugh, I guess one shouldn't be this active after being blackened and bruised and given a concussion by a gang of loonies bent on world domination... Can it get any wo-- suddenly Nero was suddenly taken down and he'd become acquainted with concrete. He'd realized the force that knocked him down was Salena, who'd preferred to take the more dangerous route and jump down rather than take the ladder.

A sudden rush of pain jolted through his body as he stood up. Better it hurting now than in the morning, eh? He looked at Salena, who's eyes were comparable to blooming azaleas on a sweet spring day. She spoke softly, but her innocent little eyes and voice made his skin flush and caused butterflies to flutter in his gut.

W-well, it's pretty warm out here, right? Aa-and I must be hungry! That should explain this! I mean, she's a little girl for chrissake! I can't possibly see how I'd feel this way for such a young girl! I bet she's a succubus. With those alluring jewels one dare call eyes... and that perfect little bod--OH, DAMN IT! CONTROL YOURSELF, GUY. Okay, seriously, this is not the time nor place! Regain yourself! Remember: You are Nero.

Nero smiled at the girl and patted her on the head.
"Why, it's no problem! As long you're alright, all is forgiven. Now, before I forget..." Nero handed Salena her teddy bear he'd stuffed in his backpack after Verona began shouting commands at the group to leave immediately.

He turned his attention to the others who'd seemed to have waited patiently for himself and the young girl, unlike the other guy who seemed to have just stormed off on his own. Pansy.

"Well then, I suppose we ought to figure out what to do from here. Naturally, it's best to get to safety as soon as is conveniently possible. So how about it?"
 
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"Sounds like a plan to me," Saya said simply, resting against her bike, carefully balanced.

Everyone who'd shown up was so... strange, almost. She wondered what would become of their little group.

"But where is 'safety'?" she asked with a frown, looking around. Things really didn't look too good nearby--surely there was a safe place somewhere, but a look around didn't yield very promising results.
 
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