Team Havoc Fight Club! (PG 16+)

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Darielle looked at Milano boredly. He seemed fairly certain he was in control, and his words were certain and final; things had to go his way - no highway option. Unless, of course, your name was Darielle Trentham and you had a serious mean streak. "The boss is dead," she said slowly, her mind whirring. If there was no boss, would she still get paid? She wasn't sure if she trusted her new leader. He was putting on a bad first impression, in any case. "I have to think about this," she said as way of explanation and turned away to walk to her newly-assigned quarters. She paused halfway, however, and smirked nastily at Milano. "I don't care about anyone else. I only care that the leader survives so I get paid."

She stormed up the stairs to the second level of the club, not really looking where she was going and deep in thought. The person who had taken her in - Giovanni - had been assasinated. What for? Was there really something despicable about this club that others would hate? Not that it really mattered, of course - as long as there was a pay check involved, Dari didn't care - but it was still curious. Could there really be something here that people despised? Or was it just plain jealousy that drove so many people to challenge the club?

Commotion on the roof brought her out of her riverie. She heard several familiar voices, and one that sent a shiver down her spine. A window at the end of the hallway she was currently walking down bore a sign reading 'Fire Exit' in large green letters, so she opened it and swung herself outside onto the fire escape and began to climb the spiralling tower of steps to the roof. The air had a crisp chill to it that nibbled at her skin through her tight, skimpy clothing, but she ignored it. If her hunch proved to be correct, she would be going through a lot more than a 'refreshingly chilly' evening.

Dari arrived on the rooftop just in time to see the boy who had challenged her - Evan depart the building, followed by a disgruntled looking girl. She had managed to pick up the fact that this girl had called her an 'amoeba'. Staring after them with unblinking, unbroken gaze, she grunted, "I'm not an amoeba." One challenger remained - a somewhat intimidating male with a large katana at his waist. She immediately drew three knives - one in her left hand and two in her right. She tossed one of the two blades in her right hand at the shadow - Twilight - and growled at him as the short knife grazed the assasin's ear and buried itself in the roof of a neighbouring building. "I won't miss next time," she swore, taking up a fighting stance. "Touch the boss again and I swear I'll kill you. You have no right to ask questions here - this is my turf. Don't act so confident on strange terrain. Leave with the girl. You're not welcome here."

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Ai noticed something happening and jumped back on the roof. "I'm sorry. This isn't your turf until you know what you're doing. Battle me. Let me see how good you are."

Ai jumped back, throwing her Pokeballs in the air. She pulled out Shadow, Buneary, and Raichu.

Take your pick of us to battle. Shadow stepped forward, waiting for a response.

"Which of my Pokemon do you want to battle?" Ai started to look a little more serious.
 


Dari raised an eyebrow at Ai, watching her carefully. Although the girl seemed innocent enough, she knew better than to assume something so crucial about a person. She flicked back her hair as she put away her knives and drew out a pokeball. Pressing the small bulge on the back to enlarge the sphere, she released what appeared to be a small, red shell with white-rimmed holes dotting its surface. "It doesn't matter. You could use all three and I'd still win. I'm kind enough to let you choose for yourself. You are old enough to make that kind of decision on your own, after all." Dari sneered at her newest challenger as a small yellow pokemon peeked out of its shell and blinked cutely at Ai and her pokemon. "Oh, and, correct me if I'm wrong - but you've been disposed of by this organisation, rather like a used tissue. And used tissues never return to the packet." Her face twisted into something that could have been a smile or a frown, but it was difficult to tell. "I, on the other hand, have been hired by Team Havoc. As long as I have quarters here and am challenged by those such as yourself, this is indeed my turf."

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((Writers' block D: ))
 
"Sorry, but this is my home. I've known this place long enough to know that you're just a sellsword for Giovanni. I was kicked out because I defied him. I guess now you're working for Finale as if you're a lackey." Ai pulled out two of her Pokeballs and returned Buneary and Raichu.

I guess this means I'm up. Shadow stepped forward and pressed a button. The button revealed a battling stadium on the roof.

"You can attack first you germ."
 
Twilight glared at this new girl, the one that threw a knife at him.

"I suppose you, too, have a deathwish. Allow me to fulfill it."

In an instant, he sped past the girl, cleaving one arm off; it was her right arm, the one that she normally used to throw Poké Balls with. Twilight knew that she could just as easily throw whatever she wanted with the other arm, but the bleeding from the one he cut off would be more than enough to kill, if she couldn't heal right away.

In another instant, the katana in Twilight's hand was replaced by the Quick Ball from earlier. Out pops Valentine.

"Shadow Ball. Kill the one-armed moron."
 
"Shadow. Help her out." In an instant the Absol jumped in front of the injured girl and took the Shadow Ball like it was nothing. "Good. Now use Razor Wind on Mismagius."

Back off. Shadow warned Twilight and launched the attack straight at Mismagius.

"Buneary. Come out now with Ice Beam." Ai threw Buneary's Pokeball in the air and Buneary flew out in a flash of white light, charging up an Ice Beam attack. "Shadow. Use Thunderbolt now." Buneary launched an Ice Beam attack while Shadow threw out a Thunderbolt straight at Mismagius.
 
Milano came to the roof, distracted from all the commotion on the roof. He swayed, dizzy from his injury. When he made it to the top, he noticed the ever-violent Twighlight, attempting to destroy the Havoc team members, or cripple them. He saw Twighlight going for Dari. Milano pulled out his Spiritomb.
"Spiritomb... use substitute... and switch places with Dari."

Twighlight moved in, and slashed the fake Dari, and looked satisfied from the success. The fake Dari yelled in pain, and shriveled into a doll. It disapeared and the real Dari was standing next to Milano. He saved her with substitute.

OOC: this is a reaaaaally long night... Let's move on into the day, guys. please? We need to progress into the rebuilding of the club, or else the tourney will never start.
 
Twilight only smirked. They still had an ace in the hole.

"Valentine, dodge that, then unleash Hidden Power."

The Mismagius obeyed, flying out of Razor Wind's way like it was no more than a passing breeze, then unleashed a furious storm of energy spheres. Absol, Buneary, Dari, and Finale were all hit by it, flung aside like there were only cardboard.

"I suggest you stay down. Spiritomb won't help you next time." He held up the Master Ball that Finale had "tried to protect". He put it away, then recalled his Mismagius.

"I prefer to do the fighting myself, and no Pokémon has ever managed to defeat me. They were all killed in the end. Such is my fate. I do solely as I am called to do, seek only what I am called to seek. And to think, I might have let your puny little group live. Well, so much for that. Without Giovanni, you only have one true trump card, and as convenience would have it, it lies there in your pocket!"

No sooner had Twilight finished speaking than he lunged forward at Finale, murderous intent gleaming in his ruby eyes.

"There is no hope for the wicked!"
 
"NO!" Ai jumped up with Shadow and stood in front of Finale. "I won't let you hurt him. Shadow. Night Slash!" Shadow stretched its claws and charged at Twilight.

This is where you die!

"Buneary! Jump Kick!" Buneary jumped on Shadow's back and leaped off in an attempt to bring Twilight to the Absol's level. Ai threw her third Pokeball in the air, letting out her Raichu. "Raichu. Use Volt Tackle!" Raichu listened and started to glow yellow. It bolted towards Twilight, hoping it would connect with him.
 
Twilight spun in the air, pulling a second katana out. He met Shadow's Night Slash with a slash of his own, and the other sword struck Buneary out of the way. To those who chose to pay attention, Twilight had used the flat of his blade, so Buneary didn't die. Had Twilight used the edge, Buneary would have been cleaved in two. Why do that?

Twilight's second katana and the momentum forced Shadow back to Ai's side. Twilight's first katana was then at her neck.

"Answer me this, then: Why do you protect him?"
 


Although she had just been saved by a near-fatal accident, Darielle took it in her stride and acted like nothing had happened. Her shuckle was shivering inside its shell, but shuffled over to his trainer as she stood, watching events unfold before her. It was an odd feeling, seeing your arm being cut off... exept it wasn'treally your arm. It was really rather odd. Pokemon were amazing; they could even switch places with you and have you appear somewhere you'd really rather not be. Jabbing her shuckle with her foot, Dari scowled. "Lousy pokemon. They told me you were the best there was, but you're just a bundle of nerves," she growled, pushing the bug-type away from her. The small pokemon grudgingly emerged out of its shell and scuttled a few feet forwards.

Twilight was lunging for her boss, murderous intent written all over his sorry excuse for a face. Snarling, she threw a pair of knives at his sword, effectively knocking him off target, and kicked the button on the back of Milano's dropped pokeball. She could feel the power contained inside it, and knew that this was no ordinary pokemon. This was the fabled pokemon that no trainer had ever defeated.

From the white vortex emerged the humanoid figure of a large, purple pokemon. Its thick, muscular tail and short, pointed ears marked it out as the mysterious pokemon that had been kept undercover for as long as anyone had known - mewtwo.

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"He's my friend. And I won't let him die until I bring him back. Raichu! NOW!" Ai yelled out to Raichu as intense as she could. As she told, the Raichu instantly disappeared in a burning yellow light, charging at Twilight with a Volt Tackle.

Now's your chance Buneary! Buneary recovered from its throw into the air and flew at Twilight from behind with another Jump Kick. This time, Buneary was certain that its attack would connect with the man. Suddenly an extremely bright flash of light appeared from the Pokeball Milano dropped.

"Mewtwo. You're the reason Finale is this way. I'm going to stop you, but not today."
 
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Mewtwo grabbed Twighlight's swords and bent them until they shattered, he then used psychic to take the shards and drive them into Twighlight's body. Mewtwo grabbed Twighlight and threw him across the sky and caught him in mid-air. He grinned as he threw Twighlight's body from building to building, If he didn't kill Twighlight, he was going to take half the city with him along with Twighlight's recognition. He drove Twighlight's face into the concrete and left him there, motionless, and flew back to the Havoc Club roof.
 
OOC: I'm finished editing.

BIC: Twilight didn't have his swords. So what? Mewtwo's psychic abilities were as strong as expected, and Twilight was only motionless for a moment. Expelling the shards of his swords from his body, he fired them right back at Mewtwo. Two beams of light blasted from Twilight's body, Valentine and a shiny Umbreon emerging from them. It was said that Mewtwo could not be defeated, but that only made Twilight's challenge all the more important.

"You think you can defeat me, don't you? Let's see if you're right. I should warn you; you weren't Giovanni's only experiment!"

With that, the shiny Umbreon and Valentine launched Faint Attack and Mean Look at Mewtwo. Mean Look was sure to hit, so it wouldn't be able to escape. Faint Attack never missed, and Mewtwo's psychic powers wouldn't work at all against Nox anyway.
 
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Mewtwo took the attacks like insects buzzing around and bumping into him. He used aura sphere on umbreon and blew it away. As for Mismagius, Mewtwo used shadow ball. After every hit Mewtwo took, he used recover to heal any little scuff that was on his body. After fully healing, mewtwo went over to the umbreon and fired multiple aura spheres at it's head. After doing so, it made it's mind to float back to the club. He knew that Twighlight was not ready to handle mewtwo.

PS: I gotta step outside for a while, brb. People, PLEASE, let's move on to the next day? ^^
 
Twilight's Pokémon were recalled back to their Quick Ball and Poké Ball before they could be killed, then Twilight himself fired an imitation of Dark Pulse from his own body, smacking Mewtwo hard right in the face. Mewtwo was flung into the club. Twilight landed in front of Mewtwo, one foot on its neck.

"After seeing what I can do, you really expect me to be fully human? Come now, you should be smarter than that. I wasn't kidding when I said Giovanni had another experiment, not only you. You should thank me for killing him for you... Brother."

Dawn was approaching, and the twilight caused made Twilight glow a reddish color, his human form seeming to melt away.
 
OOC: *Do not GodMod

theres only one god and i bet you he doesn't do Pokemon roleplay, cut it out Waker
 
Evkay said:
OOC: *Do not GodMod

theres only one god and i bet you he doesn't do Pokemon roleplay, cut it out Waker
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OOC: If Mewtwo can't handle an equal, then you have no choice but to kick me. I wasn't kidding when I said I knew I wasn't welcome here, you know. Everyone hates me, and you're no exception. So you have no choice but to get rid of me.
 
OOC: no one has said they hated you. But when you have to repeatedly be reminded that this isn't freakin dragon ball z meets final fantasy 7 then you don't really leave me a choice but to kick you. you can either edit your post to not make yourself a god or gtfo. its your choice
 
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