War Between Pokemon & Humans [PG-17] [Best Rookie July '11/Best Veteran Aug/Sep '11]

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Lydia
Jubilife City
Plane Rooftop

The Zorua was getting comfortable in the human's arms. She had never been in real contact with gentle people before. Lydia's 'owner' from several years ago had abandoned her straight away- and when she was on the streets, people would kick her around. But now, she was just happy she had a friend. A human friend, if the human part really mattered. Althalos handed her some food and she grabbed it with her tiny paw, instantly stuffing it in her mouth. It had a sweet sensation. He was still stroking her when he started talking again.

"You know, there is only one thing that I really dislike about your boyfriend. It's that he's is obviously no older than I am, and he is a cold blooded killer".

Her ears perked up, her eyes also narrowing slightly. She looked up, obviously startled by the subject her friend had decided to bring up. Wade...of course he did some killings, but it was for a good reason, right? Lydia felt like saying something and opened her mouth to do so, but Althalos continued to talk.

"Nobody, of any age, should be so accustomed to killing that it doesn't even concern them, but to be that young, and not even care. Every time I pull the trigger, I regret needing to do it, in fact I hate it and wish that I could take it back. Wade, I think it was, he seems to kill almost for the fun of it. He has no feeling towards the target or anything like that."

Her ears were folded back by now, her expressions showing signs of irritation. Of course Wade didn't like killing. It was true that the umbreon was use to the slaughter, but that was his job. So was hers.

"My partner doesn't kill for fun. He does it because it is his job. If he showed emotion, he wouldn't be the top spy he is now," she replied back, trying her hardest to defend Wade. The man had stopped stroking her back by now and had his hand on her mane. She thought about running away, but Althalos looked upset.

"I just wish none of this had ever happened. If only some people weren't so cruel," he said to the pokemon, "Than I would never have had a gun pushed into my hands. I would never have become the killer with a conscience."

Weird how that last sentence seemed to resemble herself. "A killer with a conscience". All she could do was nod, and while she was, a roar burst through her ears, making her fur prickle on edge. She flattened her fur, realizing that her commander had now claimed the city. Lydia turned her head, her ears twitching and picking up mumbles from Althalos. He seemed disturbed, and she was worried again.

 

[zapdos926]

Althalos Fizen
Jubilife City
Plane Wreckage

"Carry on, Don't mind me. All I gave was everything, And yet you ask me for more. Fought your fight, Bought your life, And in return I lost my life. What purpose does this serve? A folded flag, A purple heart, A family all but torn apart, I fought with courage to preserve Not my way of life, but yours." Althalos quietly sung to himself, letting the words of the song to sink into his head, and still thinking about what Lydia had said. He stopped his quiet singing. "Showing emotion is natural." he said to the zorua. "There has to be emotion, pain, remorse, regret, sadness. Anything like that. But he doesn't I've seen him kill while I was on the TV station roof. He just walked away like he was burying a bone, just to forget about it, never to worry about it again and went to his next target. Killing shouldn't be a way of life like it seems to be for him. It should be a way of protecting yourself or those you care about. If it's not for defense, it should be for a worthy cause, and in my opinion none of this is worthy. Nobody should be killing anyone. I understand that there has been cruelty between pokemon and people since existence, but I don't know who took it too far. You, the pokemon, with all your sudden killings and betrayals of the people that loved them, and I understand that not all pokemon did that, or the cruel humans who crossed the line." Althalos sighed and stroked the zoruas' back again, but when he moved his hand from her neck, he felt small glass ball. It fell out from her mane and hit the ground with a small "ping" He picked up the small object and just sighed. "I asked you to destroy it, but you had the freedom not too, obviously." He set it down in front of the zorua and continued stroking her back. "Hey, Althalos, cover me, I'm gonna grab him." Mark called.
"What? Who?" Althalos couldn't even say no before the man ran off. "I'm done. I'm not never going to kill again, but for now, I'm done. Maybe this whole week, maybe only a few days, but I'm done." Althalos said to no one in particular, but then focused on the zorua. "That reminds me, I'm still going to keep my promise I made back at our HQ. Once I avenge my family, never again." Althalos said and leaned back. "If he wants to go and grab whoever, he needs to cover himself." Althalos felt like he was breaking some unwritten law of the snipers, but he just couldn't bring himself to do anything at the moment.

(I don't know if the lyrics at the top is copy right infringement, but just in case Survivor Guilt and Lyrics are (C) Rise Against)

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Lydia
Jubilife City
Plane Rooftop

"Showing emotion is natural. There has to be emotion, pain, remorse, regret, sadness. Anything like that. But he doesn't I've seen him kill while I was on the TV station roof. He just walked away like he was burying a bone, just to forget about it, never to worry about it again and went to his next target. Killing shouldn't be a way of life like it seems to be for him. It should be a way of protecting yourself or those you care about. If it's not for defense, it should be for a worthy cause, and in my opinion none of this is worthy. Nobody should be killing anyone. I understand that there has been cruelty between pokemon and people since existence, but I don't know who took it too far. You, the pokemon, with all your sudden killings and betrayals of the people that loved them, and I understand that not all pokemon did that, or the cruel humans who crossed the line."

All Lydia could do was listen. She couldn't argue anymore, because she felt the same way as the man did. This entire war was agonizing. All of the lives taken from it- why had she joined in the first place? She couldn't run now, but there was always a feeling of regret. Maybe not when Lydia first joined, but ever since her first mission. Her first killings as a spy of the PR. The killing. It was all in vain, and would continue to be.

Suddenly, the flame ball from earlier rolled out of her mane while Althalos was stroking her. She watched it roll in front of her, and she felt hypnotized by the fire in the small sphere. The man picked it up with a sigh, and she lowered her ears.

"I asked you to destroy it, but you had the freedom not too, obviously." he said to her, setting it back down on the roof.

"I'm keeping it," the Zorua said, picking it back up, "it will be a permanent reminder of this war for me." Of course, she could remember the war without the ball, but it was important, at least to her.

"I'm done. I'm not never going to kill again, but for now, I'm done. Maybe this whole week, maybe only a few days, but I'm done." Althalos said, not looking at her but talking to something in the distance. He then looked back at her. "That reminds me, I'm still going to keep my promise I made back at our HQ. Once I avenge my family, never again."

She had forgotten about the promise. However, she still remembered what he was fighting for. The Typhlosion. Lydia gazed into the sphere of fire, and put it back in her mane. She missed her own family, and hadn't seen any of them for years. At first her brother's farewells didn't seem like an actual goodbye, but now that time had passed it was very clear to Lydia that they weren't kidding around; and that she would never see them again. Althalos' family was gone just as hers, but there was no chance his family would come back. That's why he was fighting.

"I'll let you know if I find him, the Typhlosion," she replied back, "and then you can avenge your family," Her voice was getting quieter. "I know you hate this war, and it'll be hard to continue with the killing. We just need to get through it, and keep fighting..."

 

[Arsenic]

Mark Vargas
Occupied Jubilife
Streets

It was like being Spec ops, with all the hiding and waiting. It was boring, just waiting, since the umbreon could leave at any moment but mark kept waiting until he got a plan. It popped in his head like a light bulb. With that he started to move into the street. He slid the pistol across the ground to distract the pokemon, slowly creeping up behind him. Mark quickly grabbed him. He yelled back up to the rooftop "Got 'em." Headlights were at the other end of the road now, mark wondered who could it be, the tanks that never came? Mark walked up the stairs anyways and put down wade as he went to sit down against the wall. "Althalos, convoy coming up the road, i couldn't tell if it's military or not, Sounds like humvees though. Wanna hitch a ride?" Mark's 'Belongings' were all over the ground at this time, he started to pick everything up, shoving it all in his backpack. The final thing he picked up was his RPG. "Coming?" Mark said to althalos as he headed towards the stairs "Say goodbye to your friends, kid. Unless they want to come for the ride, heh."

 

[zapdos926]

Althalos Fizen
Jubilife City
Plane wreckage

Lydia's words were somewhat comforting. He smiled at her. "Thanks." He knew that getting through a war was easier said than done, but unless you died, it was necessary. "After I can avenge my family, unless something comes up, I'm resigning from the HR. If they won't let me, I'll just run away." Althalos said. the idea of leaving with out a discharge scared him but it seemed right. He sighed and looked at the sky. His thoughts to his younger years came back. "My parents always told me to be kind to pokemon. I feel like I'm betraying them by my joining the HR and becoming a sniper and a spy of all things. I still haven't been sent on a mission as an actual spy, but that's my role. I think it's somewhat fitting since I still steal cookies from the kitchen back at HQ." Althalos laughed half--heartedly. "When I was younger and Blitz was still a quilava-" Althalos caught himself when he said his old friends name, but decided he was ok with talking about the happier times. "We would work together to steal sweets. I think we did that the first night I had him. We finished off the last of my birthday cake." Althalos smiled at the memory. By the time we got to my room that night, he had eaten more than me. His face was covered in icing and he was bloated. My parents were angry when they found out. So were our stomachs. My parents forgave us though, when they saw his sad blue eyes when they yelled at us, but our bellies didn't," Althalos' smile was sad, but he enjoyed the memories, a sunny day after months of rain. "I just called him quilava for about a month until I watched an old war movie. After that I decided to call him Blitzkrieg, or Blitz for short." Althalos sighed and watched as a patrolling flock of bird pokemon, he couldn't tell what at the distance, flew over head. He was startled by the sound of engines as a hummer convoy entered the city. The engines were loud in the sad quiet that had ensued after the battle ended, but he didn't move. "I don't think I'll go with them. I'm going to get out myself, and as an added challenge, unless Mark takes her." Althalos pointed his unoccupied hand at the knife girl, "She'll be coming with me." he didn't even notice Mark as he came upstairs. He was holding Wade pretty tightly. "I'm not one much for riding with jar heads. It's a bit too cramped and sweaty in there for me." Althalos said. He gave Wade a polite nod. "I'm gonna see if I can get out of here on my own, but it would be much appriciated if you took knife chic with you."

 

[Arsenic]

(OOC: It's nothing personal wade, just business)
Mark Vargas
Occupied City
Rooftops

"Interesting stuff always happens in humvees so it would be your loss, and i don't think i have a choice of taking the assassin fail over there." Mark put the rpg in his bag and picked up 'Knife chic' and slung here over his shoulder, picking up wade with his free hand and headed down the stairs after using a dart as a shot for wade when no one was looking. "See you when we next meet, sniper." The hummer convoy came to a stop at mark's side. He hopped in the second to last humvee, putting his luggage into a seat next to him. He looked at the man sitting shotgun, mainly his rank. "Staff sergeant." He said with a nod as he pulled out his rpg, he said "Call the turret." Mark climbed up with his rpg "Good luck althalos" The convoy moved with a jerk. Mark slouched down in the turret to see the soldier next to wade and the new tied up HR spy. "So, whats you name?" The man replied "Alex" "I'm Mark, Sniper" It was hard to believe mark was a soldier right now in his casual appearance. "You guys wouldn't happen to have any armor vest spare would you?"

 

[Super-Mudkipz]

Alex Bryant
Jubilife City
Streets

The Convoy came to a stop as two soldiers climbed into the truck, one of them carrying a Pokemon.
" So, what's your name," the soldier in the turret asked.
" Corporal Alex Bryant," Alex replied.
" I'm Mark,Sniper," the Soldier replied. Alex looked to his right to see the Pokemon and the tied up Human. Why was she tied up, Alex wondered. "You guys wouldn't have any Armor vests to spare would you," Mark asked. " No," Alex replied. Alex heard the Humvee stop by a struggling person withering on the ground. Alex jumped out of the Humvee. Alex picked up the Civilian and put hum in his seat.
" Take my seat," Alex offered. Alex closed the door, Saluted, and walked away from the Humvee.
" What are you going to do," Mark questioned.
" If I am lucky, get back some intel," Alex replied.

 

[Fort PokePower]

Silence Quickslash
Jubilife City
Streets

Silence was startled out of her thoughts by a loud roar. 'Sounds like we won,' she thought but it didn't make her feel glad like it usually would. She used to believe that all she wanted was revenge, but now... she wasn't sure. Seeing Lilac had made her angry, yes, but there was also the hurt and loneliness she had been trying to hide for so long. One thing she puzzled over was why Lilac hadn't attacked when the Weavile's guard was down.

Silence sighed and slowly walked down the streets towards what once was the HR base. She heard the rumbling of vehicles and stopped as some humans drove by in their humvees. Normally she would have attacked but she just wasn't in the mood. Instead she went down an alley and out of view. Due to the rather slow pace she was moving at it took awhile for her to reach the tall building. She looked around blankly than took a seat in a corner where she could watch the victorious pokemon.

 

[Ray Maverick]

Rumble
Oreburgh City
Sewers, Secret Laboratory

The silence of the sewers was broken by a enthusiastic scream, coming from no other than Rumble.
"FINALLY!"
His shadow was hanging on the wall, huge. The light of the lamp he made was only enough to see his desk, where he made all his inventions. Smoke was coming out of the Flamethrower gun he worked so hard to upgrade. The gun itself was connected to his own body - it was actually IN his body, his left hand.
At last, I made this baby work. Let's see what she can do.
He raised his left arm againist the wall he was looking the past 12 years, the wall his shadow spent countless hours on. He pulled the trigger and the Flamethrower licked the wall, turning it even more black than it was.
Rumble then charged againist the wall with his right hand, smashing it to pieces.
Hah, it wasn't as thick as someone would expect. This must be my exit.
He used his telepathic powers to gather all the bullets and flame liquid-fuel he made and put them inside his body, and a remote with a green light, next to his Nanotech armor vest, and then levitated like a ghost inside the small corridor through the entrance he created. A blue light came out of his left hand - he had installed a flashlight in his flamethrower, working with a powerful lithium - ion baterries.
According to the blueprints of the sewers, there is a pipe at the end of this tunnel, which leads outside town... But first, I gotta take care of something.
The Pokemon turned around and planted something on the wall of the corridor.


After a while, Rumble found the side of a pipe. He used his flamethrower to melt the steel and walked through it. The smell did not reach his little nose; his liquid blocked it out. As he was levitating, the filthy, black water did not bother him either. His blue flashlight seemed kind of dull... he would change it later. Some Raticates hid when they saw the dull light coming their way.
Uncivillized Pokemon.. It makes me sad.
Then, another source of light was born in his optical range - the exit!


He got out of the sewers. The picture, the green was exactly how he remembered it. He looked around, while blinking his eyes to get used to the light, and turned of his flashlight. He realized in front of him, about 50 meters away, there were humans, on a humvees.
Rumble instanly activated his camouflage cloak.
That's no true invisibility.. but will be enough for now.
Then he levitated towards the vehicle and heard human voices. His heart rate increased and he was ready to blow up the vehicle with his Flamethrower when he heard a word: Jubilife. These people, human soldiers obviously, were going to aid in Jubilife!
A bright idea came into his mind, as he was getting closer to the humvees.

The green, sticky Pokemon used its liquid to stuck itself beneath the humvees. After a long -or so it seemed-, tiring -even for Rumble- journey, they stopped. He could hear the soldiers talk, but he didn't care what they were talking about. Someone got off the vehicle. It was then when he unstuck himself and fell on the ground. He activated his camouflage once again, and levitated away slowly.. He would blow up the car with the people inside but it he decided againist it; he didn't know where he was and backup could arrive immediately.
So he just started levitating towards the big buildings of Jubilife City...


Rumble realized he hadn't breathed fresh air for the last 12 years, just when he was observing the Pokemon screaming victoriously, and running into the HR building. He was on the roof of another building, very close. He saw an Arcanine from afar - probably their Commander. He remembered it from the paper he read.
The view is amazing from up here - human bodies everywhere, blood... carnage. My thing.
There were dead Pokemon too. But the feeling the dead Pokemon gave him - he couldn't recognize it.
Something compelled him to look around the building, in the ground. He saw a Pokemon with red and black-like fur walking down the streets, among the bodies.
An update on the situation wouldn't hurt.
"You! Yeah you! What's happening over there?"

 

[Arcaray]

Ali Krista
Route 207

Ali sighed, staggering to his feet. He should go and find any survivors. He rolled his shoulders to prevent his arms stiffening up as footsteps could be heard on the gravel path.
Ali raised his gun as two soldiers emerged, one supporting the other. Upon seeing his own soldiers, Ali lowered his weapon and strode purposefully over to them.
"Sir!" The healthier soldier shouted, attempting to salute. "She's badly injured, sir. There was a Nidoking, and-"
"Alright, alright." Ali said, waving his hand as to stop him talking. "Put her on the floor. Do you think you could make it to Oreburgh?"
The soldier shook his head frantically, gently placing his companion on the grass.
Ali knelt by her side, feeling for a pulse.
"Her pulse is strong, and she's breathing. What's her name?"
"Caitlyn, sir. Caitlyn Black."
"Officer Black, can you hear me? If you can, open your eyes."
After several seconds of no response, Ali pulled out a small torch, looking under her eyelids.
"She's suffered a pretty severe concussion. We'll get some transport to take you both to Oreburgh."

Ali spoke into his radio, and the transport was on its way.
"Are you alright to look after her?"
"Yes sir."
"Okay, I have to get back to Jubilife. The infirmary at HQ will look after you both. Good job."
"Th-thank you sir."

Ali raised a hand in response as he walked away, towards the city. Too many were injured, and troops were needed for recovery missions. He spoke into his talkie:
"Oreburgh HQ. We need troops into Jubilife for recovery. That means Humvees, infirmary staff, soldiers, the lot. There'll still be some PR around no doubt, so take weapons, but do not raise your guns first, understand? The battle is over. We don't need any more casualties."

With that, Ali handed his XM25 to the soldier and hid his shock gun as best he could in his hoodie. The last thing he wanted was to start another battle, and right now he had to find Jack. He picked up his radio and contacted the Commander's radio alone. "Jack, I'm coming to find you. Don't you worry about it."

 

[ElectricScyther]

Khufu was silent as the battle drew to a close. The humans were fleeing in a convoy to the east. That, of course, meant victory for the pokemon, but Khufu was too embarrassed to show his face to Hector, the Commander, or any other pokemon. Once he'd stayed with a human in the heat of battle, there was no forgiveness. Instead, when no one was looking, he dashed off in the direction of the convoy.

Although he wasn't sure how he was going to kill the humans, as he had no training in espionage like Wade or Lydia, but Khufu was partly comforted by that. Since he couldn't show his face to PokeRebel again, running off and attempting a suicidal mission would, he hoped, save face.

With a good reason for what he was doing, Khufu only slightly regretted his decision. He never looked back at Jubilife City, even in his mind, but it was still a challenge to suppress the uneasy feeling in his stomach as he ran in the trail of the retreating convoy.

 

[Arcaray]

Ali Krista
Jubilife City
Eastern outskirts

Ali limped towards Jubilife's heart with purpose in his stride. A dull pain was spreading through his leg, but there was no time for it to bother him. The city ahead lay in rubble, and somewhere amongst the wreckage was Ali's Commander.
Ali was deep in thought as he stumbled through the brush surrounding the city, and was barely aware of any rustling around him. His reverie was finally broken by a blood-curdling growl from his left. The general turned, weapons safely in their respective holsters, to face a distinctive Flareon with a blue mane.

"General Khufu," Ali growled, his hand resting on the hilt of his knife. "I'm ah, honoured to finally meet you."

"But, what are you doing out here?" Ali said softly, almost maliciously. "Shouldn't you be celebrating with your Commander? You're not-" Ali gasped mockingly, "-you're not running away, are you?"

 

[Arsenic]

Mark Vargas
Occupied City Center
Humvee Convoy

"What are you going to do?" Mark asked " If I am lucky, get back some intel," Alex replied. "Your going to need some help then..." Mark spied a non-destroyed car, Mclaren F1 ...and i know just how to help." He hopped back into the turret and in the humvee and picked up everything he brought in. 'Wow, great find mark.' He thought to himself as he put elixa and wade in the passenger seat. "Hey, Alex, want a ride?" Before he could leave though he had to hot-wire the car. The car came to life. Mark revved up the car, it sounded great. The car had silver paint and suicide doors, which added to the look."I'm Having a lucky day now, hehe." Mark whispered to himself. Mark drove over to Alex and through up the door. "Hey, want a ride?"

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Lydia
Jubilife City
Plane Wreck

The Zorua listened to the man next to her with curiousity, laughing with him as he also laughed. His distant memories sounded warm and comforting. It made her blood boil to know that her friend had been betrayed by someone of her own kind. Both human's and pokemon's emotions were close to identical. Though their appearances differed, it didn't really matter, since each of them were responsible for the separate issues each had caused. And now, unfortunately, those issues had built into war. A war that was claiming the lives of many, Lydia realized. She got up from her laid down position and walked toward the edge of the building. Looking down revealed horrid images of ripped corpses, little-to-no pokemon following. Her view from atop the large building was enormous. Close to everything was visible, and members of the PR were found everywhere as the humans began to retreat.

"This is horrible," the pokemon said aloud. She didn't have much to say in her reaction to the city, but she knew that this city was the first of many other areas to be claimed. Eventually, the pokemon race would have them all. The thought sent a shiver down her spine. "And I know its going to get worse..."

She turned back at Althalos. How much longer could she stay with him until they were caught? The Zorua didn't know, but didn't feel comfortable in his presence anymore. She needed to join back with the Rebel.

"I have to go," she whined back, "Good luck getting out of the city...". Her eyes were gentle and sad. Looking back down at the ground, she jumped while glowing a vibrant red light. A Pidgeot took her place as she was halfway down the building, its feathers catching the wind beneath her and guiding her into the crowd of pokemon. With one last drain of energy, she lowered her altitude and changed into her Eevee form, her previous illusion breaking into what seemed like glass and re-forming into the golden fur. Her small feet scattered across the ground as she continued to run, almost in a jog.

Pokemon were everywhere, no live human to be found. It was almost depressing, but she knew that wars claimed lives, and therefore she was prepared for this. Yet, her usual wild, happy spirit had been ripped apart just like the humans. Lydia hadn't felt any worse in her entire life. The Zorua was worn down, both physically and emotionally. She walked through the crowds of pokemon like a zombie, her eyes only half open and her head drooping down in despair. Her ruby red eyes seemed darkened as so did her face. It was then she heard a call from behind.

"You!" said a masculine voice. Her eyes snapped into color and she turned around, surprised at what she saw. "You! Yeah you! Whats happening over there?" It was an Reuniclus, though the gel-like substance around its body seemed to contain human-made weapons, including a flamethrower and gun. It was startling at first, but she walked over, still quite cautious about the odd pokemon.

"Whats happening? Its called war, and we just won. Are you a member of the Poke'Rebel? I've never seen you before," she said, trying to look directly at the pokemon but finding herself peering more at the weapons in his body, "I'm Lydia. You are...?"

 

[zapdos926]

Althalos Fizen
Jubilife City
Plane Wreckage

Lydia got up from Althalos' arms. He had gotten comfortable with her warmth and her leaving made him shiver a little bit, and he wished he had his hoodie again. She wished him luck as she turned into a pidgeot and took off. He reluctantly got up and sighed, stretching. He spied Khufu, who had also left, down on the ground near Ali. Altahlos thought of going over there, but decided against it. The two generals were having a staring contest, it seemed. Althalos wasn't going to talk to them formally, but he decided to break it up. He picked up the AK-47 and fired one shot at the ground between them. "Get a move on!" Althalos called and grabbed his few possessions. He grabbed one napalm clip and a few standard ones, reloaded the magnum and slung his sniper over his shoulder, using th AK as his current means of defense. He left the motion detector and ran to the fire escape. Jumping off it's lower platform, he rolled on the ground. He brushed himself off and sprinted past Ali and Khufu, giving his general a quick salute and Khufu a scratch on the ears as he ran past. He sprinted as fast as he could through the city, not wanting to really see what had happened to everyone. He vaulted over the dead steelix and finally exited the city. He walked for about a kilometer and then started sprinting again and he din't stop until he made it into the forest.

 

[Ray Maverick]

Rumble
Jubilife City
Streets

The little Pokemon seemed startled by his appearance.
Clearly Pokemon weren't used to human guns. That's so unfair.

"Whats happening? Its called war, and we just won. Are you a member of the Poke'Rebel? I've never seen you before," she said, trying to look directly at the pokemon but finding herself peering more at the weapons in his body, "I'm Lydia. You are...?"

Rumble let out a laugh for some reason.
"Rumble. My name is Rumble. What are you looking at?" said Rumble while winking slyly and smiled. He imbued his voice with telepathy, making it sound different. He couldn't remember the last time he talked that long.
"Quite the gun, huh? I wonder how humans are losing this war when handling these sweeties here.."
The green Pokemon turned its eyes on the PR building. He looked all those Pokemon getting it, letting out cries.
"You're going there?" and pointed at the building with his right hand.

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Lydia
Jubilife City
Streets
Eevee Form

"Rumble. My name is Rumble. What are you looking at?" It said while smiling. By now his voice had changed dramatically, him using telepathy. The Reuniclus pointed to the now taken over building, "You're going there?"

Her face brightened up a bit, glad to know the pokemon wasn't dangerous though his appearance looked like it. "Sorry, I haven't seen any pokemon handling guns before. I'm guessing you can use it too, huh?" The thought of a pokemon being able to use guns was unusual, but most likely would give the psychic pokemon an edge in battle. Lydia looked at the base and back at Rumble, "Yes, I am. You can come too if you have nowhere else to go".

Other pokemon were gathered at the entrance, going inside and making battle cries as a rejoice of their victory. The fighting was hopefully finished; or at least for now. The eevee smiled back at the Reuniclus and turned, walking to the new base.

 

[Ray Maverick]

Rumble
Jubilife City
Streets


"Sorry, I haven't seen any pokemon handling guns before. I'm guessing you can use it too, huh?"
The small Pokemon who looked like an eevee now, looked at the PR building.
"Yes, I am. You can come too if you have nowhere else to go".

Rumble nodded and followed her, levitating through the air... above the bodies.
"Yeah, I can use these guns.. In fact I'm the one who made them. Say, how did you change your appearance? I don't know any Pokemon that can do that. At least not from Sinnoh."
The green Pokemon looked around him, at the street. The entire city was devasted and turned into a battlefield, literally. He thought of staying, to carry the Pokemon that survived, for some reason he couldn't explain.
But then he looked back for a moment.
"Also; I do have another place to go. But that's another story" and kept walking.

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Lydia
Jubilife City
PR Base
Eevee Form

The Reuniclus was following behind her just as she hoped. She guessed he wanted to become a member. He levitated off the ground through his psychic power.

"Yeah, I can use these guns," he said while following her, "In fact I'm the one who made them." That was impressive.

"Really? That's cool," she replied back sounding surprised.

"Say, how did you change your appearance? I don't know any Pokemon that can do that. At least not from Sinnoh."

"Oh, well, I'm a Zorua. Our kind sort off originated in Unova, but we've moved around easily due to our illusions. I can do lots of other tricks, too," she said back with pride, "This is my favorite form."

Rumble looked back for a second while they were talking. "Also, I do have another place to go, but that's another story". Lydia nodded, wondering what this 'other story' was, but decided it didn't matter. After all, they were already at the base. The Eevee sneaked through the crowd of pokemon, checking back to see how her new friend was also doing. Inside revealed many more PR members, busy setting things up for the new Poke'Rebel base. Many useless human-made items were being removed, and other creatures in the building were either chatting or treating their wounds. Lydia looked back at Rumble.

"I don't know how to officially sign you up for a place at the Poke'Rebel, but I'm sure you can just make yourself at home here. There's not much to do now, but you might be able to talk with our commander once he comes", she said.

 

[Ray Maverick]

Rumble
PR Base
Main Hall

He suddenly felt superior, looking at all these Pokemons who couldn't handle what he could: human guns. The first being he saw after a long time was impressed by what he accomplished, and that just raised his ego. Though he could understand all this wasn't exactly good, he just kept on smiling on every passing Pokemon who looked at him, challenging them. In the Main Hall, there was chaos. Everything was in motion.
I don't like all this mess... all I want is to see the Commander. He looked at his arms. I can't wait to use them...

"I don't know how to officially sign you up for a place at the Poke'Rebel, but I'm sure you can just make yourself at home here. There's not much to do now, but you might be able to talk with our commander once he comes", she said.

"There's not much to do here?! Hah!" Rumble let out another laugh. He thought there was something wrong about this building.

"As an outsider... I can't officially do anything. But I'll start with inspecting this building. Who knows what the humans could be upto - from spying devices to nuclear bombs. See you later" he said and started levitating up the stairs. He saw some Pokemon he couldn't recognise. Man, new species... I totally need an update on what's going on in the world right now.
Rumble saw a ticket in a door right next to him right after he finished climbing the stairs - "Maintenance". Hmm.. Perfect. There should be the blueprints of the building.
He tried opening the door, but it was locked. He concentrated and used his telepathy to destroy the lock. A small 'crack' was heard and he sneaked inside when no one was looking. The room was quite dark, with no windows. A 'click' was heard this time and the lights turned on.
Bunch of papers and folders everywhere - some even thrown in the floor. That small room reminded him of his secret base. He looked around and saw the blueprints of the building. It might take some time to examine those. Let's take a look-see here. I see this corridor on the 4F, the Maintenance room..
The blueprints seemed to be clear of any suspicious corners or rooms. But something didn't seem right , something was bugging him - the thought that the humans wouldn't leave their base just like that. So Rumble decided to search the building by himself. Blueprints wouldn't show anything, besides.
Suddenly, he heard a loud voice from down in the Hall, and Pokemon cheering. It was the commander, without doubt.

When he reached the hall, he saw this Pokemon from earlier: an Arcanine, the Commander of PR, sitting on a desk with a serious-business look on his face. So Rumble thought, and walked towards him.
"...I've been looking forward in meeting you, Commander. My name is Rumble, and I want to help Pokemon... with the war." Rumble looked him in the eyes. He saw the spirit of a leader. He wasn't sure what that feeling was - admiration, maybe? His own clever eyes glowed, as he was trying to consider what was going on in his brain...

"Ah.. also I'd like to bring up a subject that's been bothering me. Have you confirmed the safety of this building for the new PR base? Because I don't think the humans would leave without a twist. And the Pokemon, having no way of tracking spying devices... it could be a great deal."