Runaways

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ooc: no one pays attention to me eh lol forget it whatever

"I'll just leave the other pokemorphs to die I guess." Casey had a look on his face that showed no guilt whatsoever. Casey sat on the ground looking around and yawned. "I wonder what to do...I guess I could light this place on fire again." Casey clenched his fists and the snow that was building up on the ground melted as the glowing flame around him started to grow. He let out a loud yell and the flame engulfed most of the facility, burning almost anything. The blizzard let up a bit and Casey prefered things burnt anyways.
 
ooc: weird, didnt seem like it but okay, sorry my bad.
 
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"So, someone else did escape after all." Rine perched in a tree, calmly removing whip spikes--ones that had become embedded during his earlier beating--from his open wounds and allowing his blood to drip freely on the ground. Tossing another spike aside, the Sneasel morph turned his crimson gaze directly to the seemingly panicked Wobbuffet morph. "I saw you at the gate, but where's your friend--that Raichu morph?" Shifting to fully face Anna, his allowed a slight smirk to pass over his features as he laughed coldly. "Don't tell me she's been captured, too?"
 
Seeing my chance, I bolted out the gate. Running from the others I jumped up and flew.I needed to get out of there. I keep hearing the voices of the Ciphers I killed. Landing at Indigo I ran into Lorielli's room. "Mame! please help me!" Lorielli ran up to me and gasped.
"Your morohed with articuno child! I must take you to the Ciphers!"
"No! I just ran from there! The ciphers are evil! I need your help. I need to know about Articuno!"
"Oh dear. Fine. If you go into a trance you'll learn all you need to know." I nodded my head and bowed down. When i opened my eyes I was in a very cold place. In the ice i saw everything i wanted to know about articuno and my powers. Suddenly I saw Casey trapped in a blizzard. Using my power I made the blizzard let up. getteing out of my trace i ran out of the room. I had to help him!
 

Anna
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I turned around quickly as I noticed the Sneasel pokemorph. "I saw you at the gate," he said to me,"but where's your friend--that Raichu morph?"

"U-Uh," I said, unsure of what to say about that. Ria was... well I tried not to think of it just yet.

"Don't tell me she's been captured, too?" he laughed. Not exactly the best of people skills; was it?

I looked down at the ground with tears now coming up in my eyes. "She-she... she has been captured. He stuck a c-collar on her and now she isn't Ria anymore," I didn't want to cry, crying was weak and I was supposed to be happy, "She was my-my friend. Why...? Why is it just when I find someone else, they get taken away from me?"

It was more of a question to myself. I couldn't remember anything from my childhood, or anything from the time before I was with Bob, but I knew that my parents had died when I was very little. And while I didn't remember losing them, I could still feel it. I remembered that when I first came to this camp, I tried to make a friend with a little boy, a Bulbasaur morph, but he was soon killed by the Cipher agents. Now Ria was gone too....

All of those times I never got depressed, never faultered in my resolve; but now? I sat down on the ground, and looked back up at the boy before me.

"I hate the thought of killing or hurting anything; but if anyone deserves to die, it's that man," I said tears still coming down, "Bob."
 
Casey had no strength left and he couldn't do anything. He was completely helpless, alone, and hurt..
 
So she's been taken, too. Great--another obstacle. As Rine flicked the last of the spikes away, he realized that the Wobbuffet morph was crying. "Wha--?" After a pause, the male sighed in exasperation before springing down from the tree. And now I've set another morph crying . . . mind as well do Bob's job for him, huh?

Approaching the Wobbuffet morph, Rine flicked a little snow toward her. "Come on, we should get going." Turning away, he said, "So that Raichu morph's been taken and you don't like it? Well, then, we'd better fix that problem and get her back." He lowered his voice slightly, adding, "Listen, sometimes, when you lose something precious you can't get it back. But, if there is something truly precious to you, then you should still be willing to give everything to protect it. If your companion wasn't that valuable to you, then leave her and take your freedom. But, if you're willing to give everything to get her back, then let's go."
 
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Jolta ran darted in and out of the trees, running as fast as she possibly could. Her orders were to find the other Morphs. Once she did, she was supposed to attack them, and keep them all together until Bob and his team got to the scene.

****it, I can't believe this... Jolta thought angerly, her ebony fur crackling with electricity, Bob actually got a collar on you. This is... is... sickening!! I don't like or care for the others, but they haven't done anything... I can't do this!! And yet, she was.

The black Jolteon Morph skidded to a stop. There were the escaped Morphs, not even 10 feet away from her. "Thunder Wave!!!" Jolta shouted, a ball of energy forming in her hand. She hurled it at them, regretting every moment of her attack. "No... I... r.... RUN!!!" Jolta cried, trying to fight the collar. She refused to fight against her will. But her will didn't seem strong enough. There was another wave of pain, and Jolta couldn't fight back.

The Morphs just stood there, watching her fall to the ground. "Di...Didn't you hear me?! RUN!!!" Jolta cried in exasperation, pushing herself to her feet again. She could already feel the electricity of another attack gathering in her body.
 
[OOC: Hopefully this is post is in the correct context.]

Rine stiffened, extending his claws as he sensed a presence.

"Thunder Wave!!!"

A pillar of ice suddenly burst from the ground, acting as a lightning rod and attracting the electricity.

"No... I... r.... RUN!!!"

Rine did not turn and said nothing, rather simply withdrawing his claws.

"Di...Didn't you hear me?! RUN!!!"

The Sneasel morph still did not turn. Rather he stated simply, "There's no need to. So don't tell me to."
 
Jolta involentarily growled, charging at the Sneasle Morph. She punched at him, lightning forming around her hand. She couldn't stop herself from attacking. These people didn't deserve to be hurt- they had done no wrong.

At that moment, Bob had arrived at the scene. He jumped off the helicopter, and was followed by men in suits with stun guns. No!!! Jolta thought in mid-attack. Then, the helicopter burst into flames and was followed by an explosion. Everyone was thrown off the feet. In the flames stood Blaze, the talking Growlithe. He was the only person Jolta trusted.

"You little rat!!" Bob roared, but his only responce was a wave of flame blown in his direction.
 
A wall of ice suddenly formed itself beside Rine, catching Jolta's hand as she punched. As the ice sealed itself about Jolta's arm, the Sneasel morph slipped to one side, coating her collar with frost with the intention of causing it to become brittle. Then, swiftly extending his claws, he slashed at her collar.

Springing back after his attack, Rine briefly shifted his gaze as a helicopter arrived. At the sudden explosion of the helicopter, the male raised both arms to block while automatically creating another ice shield. As the shield shattered, he turned to view the burning wreckage. Seeing the Growlithe prepare another flame attack, the Sneasel morph snarled as he formed a blizzard about the morphs--leaving the Cipher agents to suffer whatever fate they might meet.
 
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Bob shielded himself with his arms, and rolled out of Blaze's shooting range. Blaze missed his attack on the person who had made these people's lives misrable but didn't care. "Jolta!!" The small Growlithe cried, pacing around the blizzard. He braced himself as a icy wave rolled over everyone, freezing them in their tracks.

Jolta gained more control of herself. She fell to her knees, trying to rip the collar off her neck. "I can't... get... this... ****ing... thing off!!" There was another jolt of pain but the Morph ignored it. She dug her claws into the ground, swearing. The stupid collar just wouldn't come off. "**** it...!!!"
 
An opening formed in the blizzard, allowing passage for the Growlithe. His eyes alight with energy, Rine turned toward the fire Pokemon. Raising his voice over the wind, he called, "I can only make the collar so brittle with my power. Both, if the collar were to move between sudden cold and warmth, there might be a chance." The Sneasel morph raised his claws. "If the collar were a little weaker, I could easily slice through it."
 
"Right!!" Blaze called over the roar of the snowstorm. He had to aim this perfectly; if he missed the collar, he would hurt Jolta. Come one, Blaze, you can do this... Oh man... After a minutes hesitation, he blew a small flame onto the collar. It heated up, burning Jolta's neck slightly, then cooled down once more. Jolta had become completely limp. Between the freezing cold blizzard, Blaze's fire, and the constant pain from the collar, she had no energy to do anything, just be hurt over and over again.
 
Stripped of his powers for the moment, living through this was all that was on his mind. He turned as cold as you would be when you stand outside in freezing temperatures when you've been soaked with water. It was getting harder to walk by every step. It was getting harder to see by every snow piecee blinding his sight. He fell to his knees and hit the ground face first.
 
Immediately following Blaze's fire, Rine froze the collar--encasing it in ice and causing it to crack slightly. Good. Looks like it's ready. The Sneasel morph snapped his fingers once. The ice broke and fell to the ground. Then, kneeling cautiously beside the Jolteon morph, Rine raised his claws. With a single, swift movement, the male shattered the collar.
 
"Hmn..." Jolta groaned, attempting to stand. She just collasped, landing heavily on her side. Another scar had formed on her neck, but they were small and just blended in with the rest of her. Her while life had been a battle. She was always fighting, never stopping. And now... Someone saved her? She was so confused.

"Jolta? Jolta, please, answer me...!!" Blaze said weakly, trying to push her upright.
 
"What.. haHappened?" Ria muttered, shivering like crazy. "And, why is it so.. cold?" Ria stood up, only to find her legs where too weak. She fell, but got p after a minute or so, for she seemed to have recovered her strength.

"Anna?!" Ria called out into the blizzard, though her voice simply disappeared in the hail and snow.
 

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I stared up at the Sneasel morph next to me, and thought quietly to myself. He was right; I had to try and set her free, but how? I had no awesome elemental powers, no knowledge of how those blasted collars worked. I stood up to follow him back to the others, when suddenly Jolta showed up.

Jolta?!

I felt the fear trickle down into me again as I looked into the fearsome morphs eyes. I tried to tell myself that she was just a poor person stuck in horrible circumstances, but her enormous amount of power scared me.

"I-I uh...," I mumbled, afraid to do anything. What could I do anyway?

Jolta told us to run; she seemed to have regained some of her self. But the Sneasel morph didn't run. I was about to, but seeing him becoming unafraid made my resolve a bit stronger.

I stood where I was.

What happened next was whirl of events. Another blizzard was started, cutting off Bob's access to us; the little talking Growlithe appeared, helping to try and get Jolta's collar off. Eventually, with the Senasel morph and Growlithe's help, the collar broke, and Jolta was set free.

I suddenly awoke from my temporary frozen state and walked up to them.

"She's... free wobba?" I paused, looking at the Sneasel morph, "That was so cool wobba!! You two are most certainly the most awesome sneasel morph and talking Growlithe ever!" For the first time since this mess had started, I had a big crinkily smile on my face. The kind of smile only a Wobbuffet morph could produce, and the only kind of smile a Wobbuffet morph could love.

I looked down at Jolta's limp body, "She'll be okay wobba. I think she's just a bit tired; she needs to be healed!" It was hard to yell over the continuing blizzard.

Suddenly I thought I heard my name being called out by someone... I listened for a moment, but then I didn't hear anymore. I thought for a second and then turned, "Ria?! Was that you?!"
 
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