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The ECRUTEAK Team (PLOT)

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Re: The ECRUTEAK Team (PLOT)

Post by Phoenix on Mon Nov 09, 2015 11:44 am

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As her teeth sank into his warm flesh Tisiphone felt her mind go blank, his thick blood pulsing into her mouth and nearly choking her. The instant the dark liquid hit her tongue she flinched, eyes going wide in realization as she hacked and coughed to spit the vile stuff out. She knew it. She fucking knew it. Enraged she went after Plague again, furious that he held within him a gift of power he didn't deserve, only to have the vulpine fight back just as ferociously. Ty had known Plague to be slippery from back when the ghost had attacked them, but she hadn't expected him to move like fucking water once he got into a fight. His claws raked across her back and she felt her fur getting matted with blood, and before she realized it he was on her back with his teeth ripping at her scruff in an attempt to reach her neck.

Tossing and twisting her body she flipped, crushing Plague onto the ground beneath her and rolling off, quickly jumping to her feet to rip at his soft underbelly with her teeth and horns. She could feel the tears on the back of her neck seeping blood, and she realized that if it were not for the folds of skin there he easily could have had her spinal cord. That couldn't be allowed to happen again.

As the pair fought viciously the Rocket Admin struggled to get a better position. That the two were constantly rolling around and moving was not going to make this easy, but worse was that two of the others seemed ready to jump into the fray. They had to stay away if this had any chance of success, or else he could hit the wrong pokemon and loose the ball before he could regain Tisiphone. Zenyt could hear Arthur's worried encouragement and tried to reassure him with a gentle pat on his scaled hands, noticing for the first time how scarred they were. A look of sorrow crossed his face before his attention returned to his task, the man moving away from Arthur to go around to a small stairway where he could get a higher position. Bringing his arm back slightly he calculated his angle, waiting for Tisiphone to hit just the right spot before he threw. Just a few...more....seconds....
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Post by Fox on Thu Nov 12, 2015 3:45 pm

(Sorry guys, skip please. If Phoe allows it, Kyo kicks Ty off of Plague hard, connecting with her ribcage.
Kyo then starts sparking, and uh...jumps into the fray of attacking her? Dunno when everyone gets in at once.)


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Post by Catalyst on Thu Nov 12, 2015 5:18 pm

[OoC: Just to make things quick and easy for the rotation, I'm making a strategic skip. Catalyst is doing nothing but groveling on the ground in a PTSD attack, so he's not doing much else. Could put detail on what he's freaking out over but it was prefaced in previous posts so, no real reason. And Phoe wanted to carry out the scuffle and for Catalyst to burn Ty until next round. So I will take my skip, next round he's gonna be throwing flames. lol]


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Post by Nightfall on Mon Nov 16, 2015 10:32 am

((Skip. Arthur's just panicking in the corner lol. He'll intervene when everyone jumps in.))
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Post by Silverishness on Tue Nov 17, 2015 7:50 am

[[Another skip; my boys don't want to get involved and I can only do one post of nothing lol]]


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All it took was one of her horns getting hooked under Plague's armpit for her to be an open target for a cheap shot, and Kyoya wasted no time in taking it. His foot connected into Ty's rib-cage with enough force to knock the large canine back and force a pained yelp out of her as she hit the ground. She pushed herself into a laying position on her stomach, refusing to leave herself prone as she had done to Plague, and shook her head violently to clear her head of the distracting pain in her side. It was only a moment but that moment was enough for the ovine to now stand between her and Plague, sparks violently arcing across his conductive fur as his tail orb began to glow. She bared her teeth at the traitorous bastard and felt her own energy rising, shadows forming beneath her feet as a purple aura began to surround her.

Dark attacks meant nothing on the worthless fox, but on Kyoya they would be more than useful.

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He was seconds away from grabbing Tisiphone back into her ball when Kyoya burst into the fight, cloven foot launching his beauty off and away from the masked Umbreon. The Ampharos stood possessively and protectively in front of Plague as the horned female regained her composure. It was a strange sight, but seeing Kyoya now standing with Plague against the Direyena seemed to be sparking something in the others as well, the tension in the air growing thicker by the minute. Zenyt began backing away, all of the attention clearly on the battling trio, and realized this was going to be his only shot.

"Return..." he whispered, the Pokeball growing warm and shooting out a beam of light to wrangle in the furious female. She shot her head back to look at the human with murder in her eyes. "Traitor!" she screamed as the red light enveloped her, drawing her closer and closer to the small orb even as she struggled. "I'll kill you!"

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Catalyst's veins were being consumed in hungry flames, hellfire spreading through the very fibers of his quivering muscles. He strained against the bile threatening to torrent out of him in disgust from the stench of blood, even more liquid fire threatening to burn him. His own body was betraying his nerves. It burns.... It burns so badly.... The screams of the two fighting in front of him echoed in his skull currently holding his brain swimming in his own toxins, sounding dull and watery under the white noise.
Stop.... Stop.... his own internal voice exhausted and melting together like burning the frayed ends of a rope. Even internal dialogue was like searing hot knives. That devil dog's voice rang out in his ears as it bounced off the enclosed, claustrophobic walls of the tower and made visible reverberation in his shaky voice. The temperature of the words was so blistering that it felt like ice, jabbing directly into his racing heart.

"Traitor! I'll kill you!"

The words shrieked repetitively at him, behind his closed eyes the disembodied voice warped into his remembrance own father's savage barking of orders before turning on him. It finally became too much, the fire ultimately consumed adrenaline-ravaged body, raising some primal sense of danger in his mind not even his own consciousness or physical limits could hold down for any longer. His body started to glow purple, fire swirling up his hair follicles like orange snakes slithering up charred black trees. As the fire grew above him, it turned a periwinkle hue with the swelling, pure temperature. Finally as the flames above him ebbed into their own spheres of energy, they leaped forward like starving dogs, as if commanded by the cry of agony their creator mustered to them, searching for anything to sink their ethereal claws into. They sparked away beautifully as they slammed into certain areas of the building, causing the small sprigs of brush-like fire growing on the new found fuel to suck up the dormant life force of the old cedar and pine wood.

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Kyoyas' sharp gaze followed the two as the fur flew and the blood spattered across the walls and floor. Plague was surprisingly lithe as he climbed out of her reach upon her back, and tried ripping at her spinal cord. His heart raced and his eyes grew larger as he anticipated the popping of her vertebrae between the foxes' sharp teeth. But luck was on the bitches' side as she rolled her massive body onto the fox half her size, leaving Plague desperately trying to take in air. In a flash, the canid was back on her feet and on him, her horns and claws trying to gore the Umbreon.  The foxes' legs were a blur as he scrunched in and slashed at her face. The fight was turning in the dogs' favor. Kyoya growled under his breath as he swiftly leapt, landed and with smooth momentum, his cloven hoof swung hard into her ribs. The powerful kick sent her flying off Plague with a satisfying yelp and a thud. Not skipping a beat, the ovine stepped over the beaten fox, his fur alive with electricity. Kyoyas' slender frame fell into a fighting stance, his tail sparking and glowing a bright blue, promising a powerful ball of high voltage.

"I'm going to end you." He hissed, his nose wrinkled up into a vicious grimace. In a violent blur, his tail lashed and released its' energy upon the canine. But the alien sound of a pokeball sounded seconds faster than him, a red stream of energy whipping out and surrounding her as she spat deadly rage at her master. In those few seconds, the orb of electricity raced through the air, missing its' target and crashing through the wall with a mighty clap of thunder as the concrete gave and cracked. Dust exploded into the air, obscuring everything. Kyoya took a step back, glancing down at the laying Plague, who in turn gazed up at him in confusion and pain. Rage grew in the rams' chest as he thought of the human, protecting that monster. "Where is she!!!" he snarled, shouting into the obscuring cloud. "HUMAN!" Kyoya peered through the thick dust, eyes widening as purple flames started lashing out at anything they could touch. The entire room teemed with a violet light, enveloping everything as the dust embraced and reflected the ghostly light. Plague cried out, the ferocity and insanity he had proudly displayed earlier, completely gone. His beaten and bleeding body slunk back from the licking fire, his eyes wide in fear behind the bird skull. The purple flames licked at the wooden pillars, latched onto the stairwell, even clung to the floor as they quickly began to feed, threatening to devour the entire tower.


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Post by Nightfall on Thu Dec 10, 2015 1:39 pm

((Not proud of it in the slightest, but I'm going to skip. I'm sorry, I'll post next round, I promise.))
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[skip one last time]


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Even as the wicked red light enveloped her, blood still dripping from her face and shoulder where Plague's claws had hit their mark, Ty could hear Kyoya call out for her. But the blow never came. Instead she felt her body begin to shift and morph to the light's whim and at that time a searing hot pain stretched across her back forcing the female to let out a blood curdling howl. The eerie sound died off in seconds as the beam warped her into energy and began to draw her back to her spherical prison, Zenyt holding the orb with a relieved expression. At least until the fire spread to the banister he was leaning on, the flames eating their way down the wood with ease and singeing his hand.

The human let of a hiss of pain as his fingers lost their grip, pokeball clattering clumsily to the floor and rolling away. "Where is she!!!" he heard Kyoya cry out angrily. "HUMAN!" Unfortunately, Tisiphone had only almost been to the capture point, and dropping the ball had interrupted the return. So, just as quickly as it had taken her, the red light blasted back out to the point of origin and immediately the Direyena took form once again. The flames that had scorched her fur as she was summoned had nearly died out during the conversion, but now with fresh oxygen they roared to life like a flash fire, nearly covering the savage hound's fur.

She stood alone in the center of the tower ground floor, fire licking away at her flesh with her wild red gaze boring into the eyes of her trainer. It was at this point Zenyt finally saw the hellhound everyone else saw when they looked at her, and the fear that gripped his heart sent him sinking to the floor in despair. There was no stopping her, not now. His one chance to keep her and himself alive with this group was gone and now he was going to die by the very jaws of the Pokemon he had cherished all these years. It was no surprise to the Rocket when she began to advance, quickly gaining speed, the fire eating away at her flesh giving her what appeared to be a coat of flame. He knew she was coming for him, and pathetically closed his eyes in defeat to wait for her.

With a powerful leap she was over the banister and she was on him, knocking the human to the ground and standing over his prone form dominantly. "You traitor," she seethed, glaring down at Zenyt and pressing one large, fur-less, paw over his chest and pressing down firmly. "This time, you will pay for defying me." Ty put more of her weight onto the human's chest and felt his heartbeat growing faster and faster, his lungs struggling to catch air as he gasped in pain. Unable to keep looking at her terrifying form Zenyt turned his head towards Arthur and the two dragons still off to the side, silently begging for their help even though he knew none would come. After all, none of them had even lifted a claw against her as she tore into one of their own. What would make them want to help him?
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This was getting ridiculous.

At first, Levi had been more than happy to let things unfold underneath him as he watched, finally glad to have some real entertainment for the first time in four boring years. But as they did, it just got chaotic and really, really stupid. With an almost parental grimace as the group tore at each other, Levi had opted to stay out of it. But when they caught the building on fire? And why-- because of that stupid bitch running her giant mouth? Did no one seriously have the power to just slap her? It was downright disgraceful!

He glanced to Anton, who of course had been skulking away from the fight, and gestured with his head for him to do something about it. But again, -of COURSE- Anton refused, shaking his head and staying in the little safe corner he'd found.

Levi snorted at his fellow dragon in disgust, then rose to his feet as he glared at the despicable spectacle below him. Yeah. Enough was enough. For a moment, he pondered on whether or not he should do a few quick Dragon Dances for the speed, but then dismissed the idea entirely. The burning bitch below him didn't deserve such care. He'd stop her without having to boost himself. Instead, he simply cracked his knuckles and neck and waited for an appropriate opening, which the Bitch was all too ecstatic to offer. So polite.

"You traitor," the burning mutt seethed, standing on top of the cowardly human. Levi toyed with the idea of letting her kill him, but then decided that she'd be more wounded if he denied her the satisfaction. He chuckled to himself at the thought -such cruelty- but the sound was drowned out by the sounds from the fight. "This time, you will pay for defying me." Her last words caused the coy grin on the golden dragon's face to instantly disappear.

Yeah. He was done with this cur.

An Extremespeed easily took him down to where the mutt smoldered on top of the useless human that couldn't even hold a dumb poke ball, knocking Bitch off in the process. The force placed her neatly into the adjacent wall, but Levi certainly wasn't done yet. His tail coiled behind him as he charged the Aqua Tail. He drew somewhat closer, if only to inflict maximum damage as she was against the wall. "Can't even put yourself out," he spat as he released the attack, his long whip-like tail not only extinguishing the fire that had caught in her fur, but caused her to dislodge from her place in the wall to the other side of the foyer, skidding across the floor pathetically.

Pathetic. The word hung in Levi's mind as he quickly made his way to her-- he still wasn't done. Not in the least. "That's a good word for you-- pathetic." In an instant, his delicate golden hands snatched her dumb -now cracked- horns and he shot off into the air, not in the least fearful of an attack from the already beaten mutt. But he had to make sure she knew she was beaten. With stubborn bitches, there was no such thing as "overkill". "You're so weak!" he laughed as he reached the highest part of the rafters, even above his own previous perch. "Why do I even bother with attacks? Gravity will take care of you--" he mused jovially as he simply... let her go.

She fell like a rock. A stupid, heavy, useless rock. He playfully winced at the sound of her body hitting the floor -snapping it, no doubt- and slowly made his descent. He couldn't help but laugh at the spectacle, however, as he landed daintily on his now somewhat dirty feet. Gross. He flicked off some of the charred bits of skin that clung to his golden scales. "Ugh, even your skin wants to get away from you. Look at this, it keeps sticking to me." he muttered to himself, though he was rather sure that she'd be able to hear him, what with those ridiculous ears. He glanced up to her, then continued to flick pieces of Bitch off of him and back onto their rightful owner. Not that he could blame the skin from trying to get away from such an awful host.

He glanced up to her wrecked body and scoffed. "Oh stop being such a fucking drama queen. Get up, I didn't kill you-- unless I really overestimated your durability." He watched her as his smile remained, but a sinister, hateful glare entered his eyes. "Leave. Unless I have to personally hand your sorry hide out like jerky to the hungry mouths out there. You can manage that much on your own, right? Or do I need to do that, too? Disgusting naked mole rat."

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The purple flames grew angrier as they began to eat at the dry columns of pine, but Plague could only watch in unbridled horror at the scene rising from dust, smoke and fire. A golden dragon flew up towards the ceiling, with what looked like a skinned Tysiphone by her horns. It all seemed to go in slow motion as he let her go, her beaten body bright red, baring raw muscle and meat from the will-o-wisps that had enveloped her and revealed her true nature...a demon, borne of flames and darkness. Plagues' gasp caught in his throat as a sick feeling wrenched his gut as he watched her fall. He scrambled away, running into Kyoyas' lithe legs. His whole body flinched with the wet thud. His sensitive ears could still pick up the sound of bones crunching, even through the roaring sound of the inferno and panicked cries. Something slid across the floor to him with a clatter. Something dark, twisted and red. It ran into his bloodied paws and stopped, glaring at him with an ugly reality written upon it. Plague screamed as he leaped back from it, colliding with the Ampharos behind him. He scrambled upon his companion as he struggled to flee the thing on the floor, his crimson eyes always on it, as if the thing imprisoned his gaze. The ram grunted as he struggled to keep the Umbreon from falling back onto the ground, without success. But it didn't seem to matter- the fox just stared with wide eyes at the thing on the floor.

Kyoya glared at the fox as he shuddered in terror, before turning his gaze to the flames, quickly spreading all over the ancient building. The dragon and the hellhound had to wait. He had to do something about the heat- the temperature was escalating. He could feel the licks of flames touch upon his skin and the noxious smoke choking him. A coughing fit seized him as he began to dance with a ferocity. Ceasing with a gag, his dark eyes turned to the ceiling. A violent, dark cloud brewed out of the atmosphere, the sound of thunder rolling with the roar of fire. A torrent of rain fell down upon them in a rush, the waters beginning to douse the ghost fire and their pelts with a welcome, cold grace. With a jagged rasp, the ram stepped forward, picking up the twisted horn before them and grasping it tight. Cold rage boiled in his eyes as his cloven hooves made their way towards the broken body, lying on the floor as the water level slowly began to rise. Rain poured down his face, dripping from his maw as he spoke.

"This...this is what you are, your highness..."
He spat, his paw trembling hard with the pressure he was putting on the severed horn. "A sad little queen, on a sad little hill..." The rage burning in his chest only burned cold as he looked down upon her. "You wanted power so much you could taste it..." Kyoyas' gaze turned to floor, obscured by the glimmer on his glasses. A deep, mocking chuckle rose from his throat. "Too bad you won't live long enough to suffer through the infection, coursing through you...eating away your free will..." The Ampharos raised his paw, opening his fingers as he gazed thoughtfully at the bone, a reserved smile growing on his maw. "I'd say that it'd be enjoyable to see you as a brainless, rotting shell, but...that's what you always have been, haven't you?"

Snarling, the ram flipped the horn in his paw and raised it above his head. His knee hit the ground as the dagger-like tip raced towards her eye socket.

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... Where was he? Everything felt hot... not as searing as before when he could feel his skin turn to ash, but the warm embrace of flames trying to touch him. His eyes opened from their harsh squint and saw crackling stars, ears still ringing as the crackling fire became apparent. Everything was in a thick, miasma fog - his eyes immediately stung with sharp, salty tears. Oh... god, what was going on? What happened?

Wham!

The building shouted out, wood groaning from impact as the pebbles of gravel skid against the hardwood floor. The shadow dog shrunk down, shoulder blades touching as he cowered to the floor.
"Can't even put yourself out,"
That voice... was vaguely familiar. With his heart racing and screaming at his feet to move, he bolted through the fire and through the room with relative ease. The sliding of claws on the floor splintered against the wood like knives, and it was the only thing he could manage to hear over the fire, besides bellowed words.

Whish!
That sounded like the crack of a whip-like tail.
"That's a good word for you-- pathetic. You're so weak! Why do I even bother with attacks? Gravity will take care of you--"

Finally, the swooping movement of the dragon cleared some of the horrible smoke, and the dog found himself finally colliding somewhat with a back leg as he watched with confused terror. The eastern dragon released his grip on Ty's horns. His heart stabbed with icy realization that the fire had melted her flesh to the muscle. The fire that... he caused.... Catalyst sunk down with anxiety chilling him to the bone, almost right next to the ringed canine. Ty slammed the ground with a disgusting noise, threatening his stomach to release a torrent of gastric acid up Cat's throat. At this point, he could feel his trembling, the rain almost becoming non-existent in his mind as it pours on him. The golden... huge dragon began prowling predatorily around Tysiphone like a snake sizing up a rat dinner. If she was even good enough to be considered a rat. His stomach lurched again at the thought of her. What a downright bitch.

"Ugh, even your skin wants to get away from you. Look at this, it keeps sticking to me. ... Oh stop being such a fucking drama queen. Get up, I didn't kill you-- unless I really overestimated your durability. ... ... Leave. Unless I have to personally hand your sorry hide out like jerky to the hungry mouths out there. You can manage that much on your own, right? Or do I need to do that, too? Disgusting naked mole rat."
Kyoya took a pause before stepping up to the dog, the aura of rage visibly radiating off his yellow hide. Catalyst couldn't cower his shaking ribs further into the floor, and subconsciously shifts towards the Umbreon... somehow, his scent calmed him down in some primal recess of his brain. ... Probably because he was once an Eevee too. The ram's Rain Dance began to flood the room, making him start to shiver with cold but the relief of it cooling his somewhat singed skin was enough to soothe him before he completely lost it again.

"This...this is what you are, your highness.... A sad little queen, on a sad little hill.... You wanted power so much you could taste it.... Too bad you won't live long enough to suffer through the infection, coursing through you...eating away your free will.... I'd say that it'd be enjoyable to see you as a brainless, rotting shell, but...that's what you always have been, haven't you?"
Catalyst stands up despite his wobbling legs, his adrenaline-riddled body, his chest heaving to try to keep his lungs and heart contained. He would say his peace... eventually. He winced his eyes shut when Kyoya's arm came down, expecting the worse. A blood curdling scream. A warm gush of slashed flesh released from it's living duties....

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It was like something out of a nightmare. One moment his most beloved companion was atop him, weight crushing his chest and fangs bearing down on his throat, and the next a powerful burst of air could be felt as she was thrown from him, the force of which even pushing Zenyt away. He watched in horror as the golden dragon, which had so quietly been watching the whole ordeal from his perch in the tower’s rafters, suddenly was in the fray and battered his once beautiful Tisiphone against the surrounding structure. As a water attack put out the fires covering her body he could finally see the true extent of the damage on her form now visible. Bile rose in his throat as the sight and smell of burned flesh reached him, eyes watering at the horrid creature his Tisiphone had become.

Her flesh was black and bleeding, the damage too extensive for her to ever look normal again. If she ever survived healing from her injuries most, if not all, of her fur would never grow back for all the scarring and what little fur was still present was singed and still glowing slightly from dying embers. It pained him to see her so broken, but despite that she was still snarling defiantly at her attacker, as proud now as she had ever been despite her brutal appearance. At least until the dragon lifted her into the air. Zenyt watched as Tisiphone was carelessly lifted high into the tower rafters, the dragon laughing his insults as he raised her higher and higher, then suddenly, without warning, he dropped her as one would do with rubbish on collection day. Her body hit the ground with a sickening thud and the as soon as he heard the bones cracking from the impact the human couldn’t hold back anymore. He leaned over and retched all the bile that had been building in his throat since the incident began.

He didn’t see the horn that snapped off in the fall, nor see it sliding to lay at the feet of Kyoya, but he did see the ovine’s reaction. Kyoya approached Tisiphone and raised his arm and when Zenyt’s eyes saw the sharp object hanging over the Direyena’s prone form like the Sword of Damocles he panicked, finding a burst of adrenaline he didn’t know he had. He was on his feet in a moment, despite his body’s angry protests, and ran down the short steps to Kyoya and threw himself on the Ampharos. One hand gripped the executioner’s arm and the other wrapped around Kyoya in a tight hug, the human clinging desperately to the raging electric type as tears began to flow freely from his eyes, trailing down his cheeks to wet the back of the Pokemon he held. “Please…don’t…” he choked out through a sob, sorrow and pain cracking his voice as his beaten body made its damages known. “Please…let her go. She’s done. She can’t hurt anyone now….” His voice cracked and waved until finally it fell silent, his throat closing as his body became wracked with sobs.

Years of filing and sealing away his emotions in his mind could no longer hold back the level of emotion Zenyt was feeling in this very moment. All at once years of pain, betrayal, and loss never allowed to be brought to the surface broke free and filled the fragile man, his knees becoming weak as he slowly slumped to the floor. Only his loose grip on Kyoya’s arm remained, leaving the man hanging like a limp doll off of the Ampharos as his eyes closed in shame, tears still flowing freely. Everything he had ever known and believed in was crumbling around him, his very existence in question as reality began to fall away in his mind.

The quiet moment was eventually broken by a rasping chuckle, the crackling and wet sound proof of a set broken ribs and a damaged windpipe. Ty pulled on leg under her as she pushed her upper torso and head a few inches off of the ground, eyes boring into Zenyt until his eyes opened and his gaze locked with hers. When she finally caught his eyes her marred face fell into an ugly frown, meekly pushing herself further off the floor to take the pressure off of her broken ribcage. “You. Disgust. Me,” she wheezed out wetly, blood coating her tongue and dripping from the side of her muzzle as she forced herself to speak. “Pathetic. Wretch. The small remaining piece of hope Zenyt held shattered at her words, his heart clenching tightly as it threatened to stop from the painful tsunami of emotions crashing through him. His loose grip on Kyoya’s arm final fell free, the arm dropping to the human’s side as he sat pathetically on the floor refusing to lift his head to meet Tisiphone’s accusing gaze.

The Direyena forced herself to her feet, hissing in pain and coughing out a thick puddle of blood as her broken ribs pressed hard and threatened to puncture a lung. Her back leg was twisted at an odd angle and refused to touch the ground without sending sharp jolts of pain rocketing up her spine so she kept it hovering just above the floor despite the pain the damaged skin caused from the stretching. She eyed Kyoya even as she wobbled, eyes trailing to the ‘weapon’ he had been about to use on her before they widened in shock. There, in his hand, was what looked like one of her horns. Her eyes shot upward and she realized that only the tip of one horn was visible over the edge of her brow, proving to her that the other had snapped off at some point and had nearly been used to kill her. Her own horn. She let out a sorrowful howl at the loss even as blood filled and trickled out of her mouth at the action, hanging her head down when finished and lowering her tail to the floor.

Ty’s mind was reeling, but everything she thought of came to the same conclusion. She had to leave if she wanted to live. There was no way she could get her revenge on Kyoya, Zenyt, and now Levi if she didn’t get away from them first. She had suffered too much damage and now her very authority had been ripped from her head. She needed a new plan. Limping off slowly she made her way to the tower door and paused for just a moment, turning to look at the three males who had caused all of this. Knowing that anything she said was going to hurt like a bitch she had to choose her words carefully, picking just three and looking at each different male as she spoke. “You’re. Never. Safe,” she rasped, the first gasp holding her gaze on Levi and ending on Zenyt with the last. Then, without another word, she limped off into the town to plan her revenge.
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Post by Fox on Mon Jan 11, 2016 2:09 am

(kyoya will just 'ugh' after she howled in despair and toss her horn to the floor in front of her. he'll back off and running his fingers through his fur on his head and neck to run the water off of it. He'll watch the exile with relish tho. By now they should be standing in ankle deep water. Plague will whimper when he gets nudged by Catalyst, looking at him in horror and confusion. He's in shock, mentally and physically. He's just muttering to himself nonsense. again, sorry guys. the word garbage doesn't begin to explain how i feel)


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The shadow hound continued standing, watching everything with an eerily unwavering gaze. The floor  - no - the rising water level felt freezing to his tightly tensed paws and dripped in spirals off his shaggy fur where it had been slightly submerged under the water. The only thing that broke him from his statue stance was the soft whimper of the dog next to him that was now staring him down. The tense, raw fear was pouring down his face with the rain, his bloodied teeth chattering off meaningless ramble into the white noise of the downpour. Catalyst scanned him with his cerulean eyes, the light behind him casting an ethereal glow on his damp pelt. The fox mechanically looked away to stare aimlessly into the rising water.

For now, the commotion in front of him turned into echoing nonsense. He had blocked it out, more for the fact that wretched bitch would undoubtibly say something that would send him far enough to lose his mind again. And... he would never do that again. The fire from earlier still coursed through him and it was too dangerous to even conceive it trying to take over again.... Especially now. Catalyst had done enough - he himself had not even comprehended the full extent of emotions that just exploded behind his eyes. The breath he took in caught behind his throat several times before he managed to form a coherent sentence in his mind. Really, what could be said that could possibly calm this guy's trauma?

"Hey.... It's alright, you're safe now," his voice was strangely soft at that moment, even to him. It sounded more like a inviting coo than a friendly statement. The dog cleared his throat and paused, "... It's ok now."

“Please…don’t.... Please…let her go. She’s done. She can’t hurt anyone now….”

The human's sobbing didn't make him break his eye contact, but his breath shook again. "It's ok," he played one more time like a broken record. Ty's voice was lost to him under the rain's and Zenyt's wet mist, nor could he bear to hear her at that moment. Catalyst looked away after an eternity, not sure whether he helped quell the other's panic as his own tried to break out of his heart, but he was not moving away an inch.
Ty finally managed to limp away from the group, the other's staring her down. Catalyst joined in the looking with his face devoid of any sort of emotion. Her flesh was covered in blood, and the raw bumps of torn flesh on her skin started to pocket with puss and leaked white, fatty adipose tissue from the tears. The lean lines of muscle showed through on some places where the fire really ate at her. She crawled away like a disgusting, hairless demon on it's last wing, and the fact she was still standing was a testament to the inordinate amount of obstinance and pride she could barely hold on to now.

"You're. Never. Safe."

As she left, it seemed the smoke and toxic air left with it's owner. Even as the building was burning, it was suddenly more bearable. Catalyst looked back at the Umbreon, checking him again, keeping his eyes occupied with something to keep the rope on his brain and heart tight.

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Noise. Chaos. FIRE. Burning, searing, terrible fire. Arthur shoved himself as far into the corner as he could go, covering his face with his hands. He could feel his burns tingling at the heat, the old wounds threatening to open up again, leaking blood and pus all over his scales like they used to. It stung; it stung like hell. Make it stop!

Lifting his head he blasted a Water Gun at the flames. And another. And then another. Cool, clear water would cleanse his thirsty scales. Rain started to fall from the ceiling - a Rain Dance, he guessed - and soon enough, the fire started to die out. Arthur saw nothing of what came next; he huddled back in his corner and waited for the frightening noises to stop. The water now covering him felt like tiny icicles drizzling down his scars as they flared, their surfaces turning a blotchy shade of red.

"You're. Never. Safe." Arthur wasn't sure why he suddenly thought it was a good idea to peek out between his fingers, but he immediately regretted it. He clawed at his face and groaned, trying to remove that image of Ty out of his mind. She looked nothing like she had before, burned and disfigured almost beyond recognition. How was she even still alive?!

"I w-w-wa-want to go," he blathered when he was sure it was safe to. It had gone quiet, so at least the fighting had stopped. "Pl-Please I don-don't want to see her ag-again." He winced as he tentatively touched the burn scars on his face; they were bleeding out warm pus and felt like they were on fire themselves. "I wa-want to leave..."
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The Ampharos had managed to do something useful as his Rain Dance caused the hungry flames to peter out, the smouldering hisses of their deaths soon all that was left of them. Levi kept his eye on the pathetic, pitiful heap of charred skin and fur lest she try anything stupid, his elegant body poised triumphantly over her own. He enjoyed watching dumb bitches get what they deserved and this certainly wasn't any exception. The smell, though, was certainly regrettable.

The Ampharos made it to his side soon enough, however, apparently gleeful in Levi's victory as well. "This...this is what you are, your highness..." Levi glanced to him, noticing then the severed horn in the other's hand and the golden dragon couldn't help but feel insulted. The fuck was he doing? Did he actually think he had any right to gloat about her defeat-- he didn't do anything. "A sad little queen, on a sad little hill..." Levi's eyes narrowed a little, his dragon instinct to protect his horde, his "kill" surfacing. "You wanted power so much you could taste it..." Levi's smug grin turned sour as the sheep had the audacity to laugh at her. Now that he'd done all the work, sure, why not taunt the bitch? "Too bad you won't live long enough to suffer through the infection, coursing through you...eating away your free will..." Holy shit, did this guy ever shut the hell up? "I'd say that it'd be enjoyable to see you as a brainless, rotting shell, but...that's what you always have been, haven't you?"

But the bastard sheep raised his paw with the horn in hand, ready to strike the final blow, His eyes widened-- was he really about to fuck with Levi's trophy? But as he was about to clamp his face around that scrawny neck, the human latched onto the Electric type's arm, pleading for him to stay his hand. “Please…don’t…” he begged, his throat barely able to choke out the words. “Please…let her go. She’s done. She can’t hurt anyone now….”

Levi doubted that, but watching the once proud man slump into a puddle on the floor made Levi feel something. "It's ok," he heard behind him, but the dragon felt little else for the man. It wasn't sympathy or empathy-- maybe pity? But he also felt a bit of revulsion at the sight, so what was that called? He didn't know, but he soon found himself unable to look at the broken man for that feeling. A chuckle, hoarse and cracking, soon sounded from the bitch, her completely ruined body slowly rising. “You. Disgust. Me,” she managed to croak out between forced breathing and spitting up blood. Gross. “Pathetic. Wretch. Though she delighted in watching her human crumble into a formless heap of self-pity, her eyes went to the severed horn in the Ampharos' hand, a wail escaping her battered throat. Levi couldn't help the wave of satisfaction that washed over him-- she deserved it.

Broken, it seemed that she knew there was nothing else she could possibly do and headed for the door, her body still barely working to keep her upright. Levi watched her shameful procession with a careful eye, making sure she once more didn't try anything stupid. She did linger at the door to look at them one more time, her expression promising retribution. “You’re. Never. Safe,” were her final words as she passed through the doorway.

The fact that she got the last word in didn't settle with Levi (the thinly veiled threat rolling off his back) so he felt he should do something about that. Picking up the discarded horn, he floated to the doorway and called out, "Don't leave your trash lying around-- we're not your fucking nannies!" He threw the horn at her slowly retreating form, hitting her in the ass. He got a good chuckle out of it before he turned back to those inside, catching sight of the brightly colored Ampharos first.

He had a mind to tell the glasses-toting asshat to keep his mits off his stuff, but the feraligatr soon erupted into wailing. "I w-w-wa-want to go. Pl-Please I don-don't want to see her ag-again." Levi flinched at the very loud volume as the reptile tentatively touched the now very aggravated splotchy bits of his skin. That was also gross, but unfortunate. "I wa-want to leave..."

"She's not coming back, I assure you," Levi replied in a smooth, calm voice. "Not like that. She's got a broken leg and at least a few broken ribs. Just don't get near her face and she's harmless." He turned to the Ampharos now that he had the floor and closed the space between them easily, his face soon mere inches from the other. "And you? Next time you think it's appropriate to fuck with my prey, I'll gut you. You don't get to swoop in and do all the wise-ass remarks when I just finished doing all the heavy-lifting, Chuckle-Fuck. Word of advice: Do not touch a dragon's shit. Sound good?"

Anton, in the meantime, watched everything from his spot he'd picked as the entire event had unfolded. He'd been almost terrified of the golden dragon's ease of dispatching Ty, his almost glee of ripping her a new one. He slinked out, sticking to the shadows behind the rest of the group to watch her ruthless exile. Was that it, then? Somehow, Anton doubted it.

Levi, after taunting her one last time, took up a small bitch session with Nerd-Face and the reptile went into hysterics. Anton looked to the Infected Umbreon, though, and his mind was soon conflicted. Could he really stay with these people when they held onto this obvious danger? His eyes went to the others, unsure of who would take the Leader role now that they'd booted Ty. As he slithered past Arthur, he snapped a quick and heartless, "Shut up, you fucking infant." Not allowing a reply, he drew closer to the main bulk of the group.

"So now what do we do?" His voice was irate but still quiet. "This building's just about done for with the fire. You booted our leader and now her trainer's nothing more than a liability. Who's going to call the shots now?"


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Post by Phoenix on Wed Jan 27, 2016 2:43 pm

((Forgive me but skip for now. Zenyt is just sobbing to himself and I was going to skip Ty anyway. Let's take this time to get everyone more acquainted and start getting out of the flooding and badly burned tower lol))
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Monstrosities flew through the air in the darkness. The sun had gone out and all that was left were the soulless beasts flying in the air around him, howling in impossible pitches. Mirror-eyed creature, it's pelt pitch black and its' mouth unhinged. An unknown dead thing that whimpered on the floor, never moving but kept getting louder and louder. Humanoid beings, torn into pieces but somehow still able to torment him with their tar-covered tongues. But above all the noise and clamor, it was the rain of blood, falling on him forever with a stabbing tongue.

With a heavy bump, one of the creatures raked their way past him, sending cold knives through his side. Stumbling to the side and falling on his rump with a weak splash, the drenched fox stared blankly ahead of him. The creature stayed there, staring at him in concern.

"Hey.... It's alright, you're safe now,"
"It's not him he can't see but its you seeing him seeing you...." He whispered at the shade, warning it to leave. The haunt was actually beautiful and not frightening. Its' voice echoed in the darkness, barely audible over the screams and the bloodfall.
Safe...? How...How?...
His gaze intensified as he stared hard at the thing as it slowly began to take physical form. Its' fur was a nightsky blue, which glowed and shimmered with a light that was slowly beginning to eat away at the black. Tears began to flow from his crimson eyes as he met the almost familiar sapphiric eyes. An overwhelming sadness gripped his heart as he stared into them. Whispering, he warned it again as tears trailed down his disfigured face.

"S-s-sh-hattered glass, cuts on mirrors. Black. Black. Always the black. Leave it alone, don't t-touch it! It'll start screaming, you can't wake them, Alpha will get mad and then there will always be bloody grass! Seventeen eyes, don't look! Don't look! Shadows breathe! S-s-sp-pine severed, won't wake up...."

"... It's ok now."

His voice fell silent as he heard the warm voice more clearly. The darkness had all but dissipated, and he was back in the decrepit building. Water soaked his fur, revealing painfully thin legs and torso, ribs showing under the ebony fur that clung to his form. His foggy gaze fell to his paws. Rain poured down his head, trickling off of the birds' beak in a steady pitter-patter. The cold water seeped under the skull, stinging the reopened and infected wounds that dominated his face. The clear waters began to turn dark red around him as the blood began to wash off of his matted fur. The wounds he suffered from the hellhound was large upon his shoulder. Deep puncture wounds from her teeth gushed crimson. The slashes on the other side began to reopen. All the pain began to kick in as the adrenaline disappeared. His body shivered hard, shrinking down so hard he felt like each of his shoulder blades were trying to devour the other. Plague whimpered, forlorn and helpless as his lowered gaze returned to the larger vulpine. His lowered head rose slightly, his ears rising faintly at his words.

"It's...okay?" He repeated meekly, as if saying the words would make it come true. The blue foxes' head turned away from him. His heart began to slam in his chest. Will he disappear now? Will he be left alone?


"... It's ok," He repeated, his gaze returning to the purple-ringed fox. Plague breathed in deeply, realizing the pain in his chest was because his breath had been seized- for how long, he didn't know.


"Safe...safe...safe...safe..." He repeated quietly to himself as his body began to rock back and forth.
Behind the great vulpine, a glaring charred and bloody body slunk and stumbled to the door. Plague could only stare in shock as his mind slowly began to grasp the concept that that thing was once Tysiphone.

"You're. Never. Safe."

Uncontrollable shaking began to quake through his body as he heard her last words echo through him.

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Kyoyas' strained eyes watched emptily as the golden dragon flew past him, picked up the discarded horn, and threw it out the door at the retreating Tysiphone. He hadn't really seen the dragon there before through the red haze of pure hatred, making him raise his hand to deliver the final blow.

Kyoya rubbed at his skull roughly. The pounding against the walls of his skull was relentless. For a moment, the rams' eyes flickered in emotional fatigue. He gazed down at the shuddering human at his hooves- the same man that had not only infected Johto with the dreaded virus, but had just shown mercy to a crazed maniac that had just tried to brutally murder him.

His teeth clenched against the pain in his head as he rubbed at his long neck in a vain attempt to get rid of it. What will they do with the human now? He has clearly chosen a side...and strangely enough, it wasn't with his beloved pet. Despite how absurdly irrational he had been in begging him to spare the broken canine, he couldn't help but gaze down at him in sorrow.
He felt no rage. No bitterness. Just sorrow and regret, and he couldn't turn it off this time. If only he had been more perceptive and direct in thwarting the stupidity and corruption of his namesake. He had thought he was doing well. Small but crucial parts of any malicious research he had found were removed or changed to make them harmless. Files disappeared. Hard drives were magnetically wiped. Even some of the animal experiments he had managed to smuggle out without anyone noticing. Of course he couldn't do all of this on his own, and when he couldn't, he payed well for someone to do it for him.
He sighed, taking off his glasses and covering his face with his hand.
It wasn't enough.
Father still outsmarted me in the end....


"I w-w-wa-want to go. Pl-Please I don-don't want to see her ag-again." Kyoyas' ears perked, his arm falling to his side as his slate gaze rose to the reptile. The fear in his voice was so real, even Kyoya couldn't bar himself from the emotion that rose. "I wa-want to leave..."

"She's not coming back, I assure you," Levi replied in a smooth, calm voice. "Not like that. She's got a broken leg and at least a few broken ribs. Just don't get near her face and she's harmless."
Kyoya wanted to scoff, but he hadn't the heart to make the Feraligatr feel worse. He knew that special kind of psychopathic personality never gives up their targets. But saying so would send them into panic- and that would all but destroy the entire group.
A glimmer of gold suddenly flashed as the dragons' face was suddenly very close to his. The ram took a step back in reflex, the chilly mask returning to his face as the dragon spat at him.

"And you? Next time you think it's appropriate to fuck with my prey, I'll gut you. You don't get to swoop in and do all the wise-ass remarks when I just finished doing all the heavy-lifting, Chuckle-Fuck. Word of advice: Do not touch a dragon's shit. Sound good?"

"...What made you think she was your prey?" He growled at the dragon, stepping back as his nose wrinkled at the dragons' foul breath. "Nobody asked you to butt in, whoever you are. We were fighting her well before you stuck your penny-pinching claws into that mutt." The ram hissed as he crossed his arms aggressively. "And since you were so happy to be stealing OUR prey, you completely ignored the burning tower! If I hadn't doused the flames, we would all be under two tons of rubble." Kyoya rolled his eyes as his arm went back up to the side of his head. He was done with this. He turned his back on him, wading through the sloshing water when he heard a venomous remark come from the corner directed at the whimpering reptile.

"Shut up, you fucking infant."

Kyoyas' fur stood on end as he stopped in his tracks.

"So now what do we do?" The irate voice spoke up and burrowed painfully into Kyoyas' ears. "This building's just about done for with the fire. You booted our leader and now her trainer's nothing more than a liability. Who's going to call the shots now?"

There was nothing more he wanted to do at that moment than to tear into that dragon.
Clawing his skull in barely contained disgust, he straightened and put his arms behind his back, and tread to the center of the group, his back to the piece of shit whose vocal cords needed to be gouged out.

"Tysiphone was never our leader. And now that she has been beaten, she won't return. She has been shamed."
He tread towards the bloody Feraligatr, gazing at his wounds then up to his gaze. "Don't scratch at them, friend. We will ease the burning soon." Kyoyas' tone was distant but reassuring as he nodded at him.
Turning to look at the extent of damage to the structure, he slid his glasses back onto his face. The electro-ball he had used against Ty had plowed a deep hole into the concrete, inadvertently cracking the supporting parts of the structure. The dragon didn't do the building any favors either, as his gaze fell on the hole his' attack had caused. Undoubtedly this annoying, possessive lizard had some real power. His presence rose many questions in the rams' head, but they didn't have the time right now to chat. After a pause, he finally spoke.

"Let's try to find another shelter. The sun is bright outside, so we should be able to dry off before nightfall. Anyone that is not wounded, tend to those that fought," He turned his icy gaze on the dark dragon, to make sure the bastard knew the biting words were meant for him, before coolly walking away. "We stay together, we live. If you'll come with me, human." He raised his voice, nodding his head towards the pile of sadness on the floor that was once a Rocket Admin. "We must discuss our options."


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The thousand yard gaze of the Umbreon pierced through his heart and into his psyche like an icicle. It was a look associated with feelings he knew all too well. His lower jaw bobbed up and down with mutterings, sometimes not even saying words at all. It's as if his brain hadn't caught up with his eyes, as time seemed to not be processing in his brain. The purple of the rings seeped over the blood-tainted water. The smell of burnt flesh permeated through the heavy, dank smell of burning wood. It was thick enough to cut with a knife.

"It's ok," he croaked again. Or did he already say that? Hell... did he say that?
"It's not him he can't see but its you seeing him seeing you...." the fox's lips quivered, bloody water shaking and dripping off his sporadically jolting lips. The words bounced off him and seemed to get lost in the ethereal wisps of fur swirling around him, magically avoiding getting overly damp from the rain. The babbling confusion left him in a mix of loss yet complete understanding. The poor thing's brain was slipping from him.
"S-s-sh-hattered glass, cuts on mirrors. Black. Black. Always the black. Leave it alone, don't t-touch it!" Catalyst stared straight into his eyes as he rambled on, the unearthly tremors of the bleeding creature made more ripples over the water than the calming rain. Catalyst's face kept it's straight, unwavering stare as it felt like the innards of his head were melting into wax. The pain was more than he could comprehend. The lack of emotion only succeeded in making his legs start to quiver with the fear he would never feel anything besides it again.

"It'll start screaming, you can't wake them, Alpha will get mad and then there will always be bloody grass!"
The black holes of his disk-like pupils expanded on cue. Time slowed his heart to a stop, each beat getting fainter. The world stopped, quiet enough to hear the drop of a pin.
... Alpha...?
... Alpha....
The monster.

The stench of him seemed to waft about now, mingling disgustingly with the death and smoke that filled the room. That bastard, that was his name. Alpha. Alpha, Alpha, Alpha. The word kept sticking to his brain even through the rest of the other's dialogue.
"Seventeen eyes, don't look! Don't look! Shadows breathe! S-s-sp-pine severed, won't wake up...."

The psychopath who threatened to kill him whenever the opportunity arose. The indescribably evil, sick, heathen that pushed him until death to be something of his imagination - the achievable image of perfection. Slave driver... killer.... The scars on his flesh wanted to reopen and bleed.
Shizu. Akira. His brothers came back to his mind, and the thought had the rest of his body shaking. He never knew what became of them. Akira blindly followed Alpha to an unknown destiny of bloodshed and leadership and daddy issues.... Shizu....
Did Shizu die?
His mind kept racing at mach 9, not being able to truly grasp at any of the thoughts that flew by. Eventually, he gave up, his vision going back to seeing the dying Umbreon in front of him, with purple rings. Alpha.... Suddenly a horribly important point made itself apparent. Was this his Alpha?

"Mad.... bloody grass...." his words were so inaudible that it seemed as if he was mouthing them. Bloody grass... anger... hell... could it realistically be anyone else? The leader of a feared pack of Eeveelutions, known for their brutality.... It had to be.
He could smell the filthy, soiled scent of the other's blood again, hitting him again far more than anyone else's blood before. Maybe he knew why. The tufts of midnight hair were clogged with the thick life-fluid, and he could sense the oddly reminiscent odor of the fox. It was undeniably familiar, creepily so. The look of his eyes, the pain that they told with their furrowed brows and canyoned irises almost hidden with the size of their pupils. It wasn't one that scared him, but somehow calmed him down to his reptilian brain. It was undeniable. It was logically impossible, but it was undeniable.
The hulky vulpine's body trembled harder, tingling going down his entire body. Who else would know the pain and agony, be triggered to the point of complete mental breakdown, to mention someone so vile in their thoughts. No, it was logically impossible. But he had to try. The words were dry and so lumped and forgotten that they felt foreign as they tried to form on his tongue. His sapphire eyes kept locked with Plague's, even as he focused elsewhere. Air suddenly flooded into his lungs and threatened to drown him. It couldn't be true, he was left for dead....

"... Shizu?"

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Re: The ECRUTEAK Team (PLOT)

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"Shut up, you fucking infant," Anton spat as he slithered past him. Arthur was sure he couldn't get any closer to the wall if he tried, unless he suddenly developed the ability to phase through it. Shame ran through his body in sick, cold waves. Heartless as the dragon's comment was, he was right. He was a pathetic, useless, overgrown toddler. He was nothing but a burden to this group and everything it stood for. Maybe he should just leave and go live at the bottom of a lake or something ... it wasn't like anyone would miss him.

None of the others were angry at him though; Levi said, "She's not coming back, I assure you. Not like that. She's got a broken leg and at least a few broken ribs. Just don't get near her face and she's harmless." His calm, genuinely kind voice eased Arthur's anxieties, if only a little bit; his vision wasn't blurring anymore at least. He merely nodded wordlessly to the golden dragon, both of his hands still resting on his burning snout.

[color:077d=#FFC125]"Don't scratch at them, friend. We will ease the burning soon," Kyoya said as he too joined their gathering. Arthur, as his senses slowly returned, finally realised he was standing knee-deep in water. He threw himself into it, shaking his nose and face in its cold, wonderful wetness. The scars protested at first, but finally let the water start to soothe them.

The others were deciding where to go and what to do with Zenyt. Arthur looked up from the water to see the human weeping silently in the corner. A strange sympathy blossomed in Arthur's heart as he watched him; he was practically at the mercy of these Pokemon. Yes, what he and Ty had done was unspeakably wrong, absolutely unforgivable, but just seeing him cry like that made Arthur feel sorry for him. Maybe he was too soft and he should be treating him like some of the others were, but for now, he'd try to stay by him. He knew how it felt to be neglected and alone.

"If you'll come with me, human," Kyoya suddenly barked. "We must discuss our options."

It seemed like they were getting ready to move out. Arthur stood back up on two legs, shaking his wet scales and feeling glad as his burns tingled in approval. He moved slowly towards Zenyt, as not to startle him, and lowered his head to his eye level.

"Do you wan-want to walk with m-m-me?" he asked gently, gripping his hands together. His gentle, amber eyes looked straight into the humans, hopefully conveying his sincerity. "I won't hur-hurt you or-or anything..."
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"...What made you think she was your prey?" Uh, when I nearly killed her. Levi's brow shot up at the indignant tone of the sheep's voice, genuinely surprised that he retaliated with such ferocity. Especially since that bitch had been about to barbecue all of them alive when he'd seen the scene. "Nobody asked you to butt in, whoever you are." Yeah, because you were all pretty busy dying. "We were fighting her well before you stuck your penny-pinching claws into that mutt." Though his voice was an angry hiss, Levi couldn't help the shocked laughter escape his throat. Was this guy really that delusional? "And since you were so happy to be stealing OUR prey, you completely ignored the burning tower! If I hadn't doused the flames, we would all be under two tons of rubble."

He immediately turned away, ending the conversation without even the politeness to allow the giant golden dragon a response. Wow. So he wanted to play like that, did he? Levi's mouth turned upward in a cruel, hateful smile. Sure. Levi could definitely play like that. He let Kyoya's bitter, childish animosity roll off his elegant back like water, or that bitch's blood. The next time he and his merry gang were in such dire straights, well, obviously they could handle it themselves since Levi was so discourteous before. Obviously. Nevermind that it was Kyoya's own ineptitude of not only her strength, but his failing command at keeping people in line during a crisis that landed the building on fire. But no. Widdle Kyoya was taking command now, and it was cute to watch.

Anton, predictably, stormed into the scene and made a fuss. It was his forte, after all. But the sheep shot him down fairly quickly. "Tysiphone was never our leader. And now that she has been beaten, she won't return. She has been shamed." He regarded the pitiful reptile in the corner a moment, the one Anton had scolded not minutes prior. "Don't scratch at them, friend. We will ease the burning soon." Aww. So the sad, pitiful reptile that did nothing but weep during the fight was "friend", but Levi, the one that downed the bitch trying to kill them was guilty of stealing prey. Hmm. Good to know.

"Let's try to find another shelter. The sun is bright outside, so we should be able to dry off before nightfall. Anyone that is not wounded, tend to those that fought," Levi's brow once again shot up, gleefully soaking in the bitchy tone directed straight at Anton. Though, yeah, he totally hadn't done anything, but wouldn't that apply to the sad feraligatr too? The one Kyoya had just called "friend"? "We stay together, we live. If you'll come with me, human." His tone rose to become more commanding. The golden dragon couldn't help but scoff; it was easy now, sure-- the danger was past. Well, except for the scary building. Kyoya, their ever-diligent leader, had made it perfectly clear that in all the chaos, the building was the immediate threat and not the rabid bitch carving people up. "We must discuss our options."

"Do you wan-want to walk with m-m-me?" Aww. Now that was kind of cute. Levi watched the exchange with a small part of his cold, bitchy heart warming at the scene. "I won't hur-hurt you or-or anything..."

He strode past them, Anton sulking behind him as he followed Kyoya's lead. Surprisingly enough, Anton was the first to speak out of the two of them. "What, do you think YOU were the leader, asshole?" Anton snapped, slithering quicker to get beside and then ahead of Kyoya, rising to his feet and his full height. He towered over Kyoya, though Levi mused that it likely wouldn't do much in intimidation. Still, he didn't know Anton could even do that. "Ty was leading us this entire fucking time, you shit-kicking cock! And if you think you're any better than her, at least she wasn't toting around a rabid fucking carcass with her as her own personal sex doll!" He gestured to Plague with a wing, his rage undeniable. Levi blinked; had he missed something? "That THING is a ticking time bomb, waiting to murder us all in our sleep, and what do you do? You protect it, with your own life, even! It's fucking disgusting-- those things are killing everyone, remember!? So if you're actually going to pretend to start actually being a leader to us, wrench your head out of the rotten ass you've plunged it in and KILL THE THREAT FIRST!"


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"We stay together, we live. If you'll come with me, human."

Zenyt just sat there a moment, still numb from everything that had happened in the last half hour, and barely registered that the Ampharos had been talking to him. "We must discuss our options." He looked towards the electric type with an empty stare, blinking slowly as his fogged mind struggled to put meaning with his words. He could feel anything anymore. Not fear, sadness, anger, or any of the million emotions that should be running through his body during this obvious crisis. He was just hollow. "Do you wan-want to walk with m-m-me?"

The timid voice next to him did give the Rocket a start, involuntarily jumping at the sound as a large pair of eyes appeared right beside him. "I won't hur-hurt you or-or anything..." He was...he was helping him? A spark of confusion lit up his his face for a moment as he pondered the offering, finally swallowing hard and giving a small nod. He stood up slowly, leaning forward and pushing off of the ground with his hands to minimize stumbling. He still wobbled a bit but eventually caught his balance but froze when he also caught the glares between Kyoya and Anton. "What, do you think YOU were the leader, asshole?"

This wasn't good. "Ty was leading us this entire fucking time, you shit-kicking cock! And if you think you're any better than her, at least she wasn't toting around a rabid fucking carcass with her as her own personal sex doll!" Zenyt looked towards Plague for a moment and regarded the statement, knowing full well that both Tisiphone and Anton had both noted that the Umbreon was not normal. He was infected, and he was loose. "That THING is a ticking time bomb, waiting to murder us all in our sleep, and what do you do? You protect it, with your own life, even! It's fucking disgusting-- those things are killing everyone, remember!? So if you're actually going to pretend to start actually being a leader to us, wrench your head out of the rotten ass you've plunged it in and KILL THE THREAT FIRST!"

He couldn't help but interject at this point, his mind beyond the point of breaking, and desperately wanted to stop another battle before it began. "STOP IT!" he shouted angrily, the sound coming out hoarse from his raw throat. "BOTH OF YOU. Haven't you all had enough?! The last bitch fest, which was only a few minutes ago, nearly brought a building down on top of us. Another power struggle is just going to make things worse!" He was panting with the exertion of trying to reason with creatures easily capable of simply killing him and continuing on with their argument. His chest was bruised and angry where his Direyena had tried to kill him, each labored breath stretching the battered skin and muscle and making breathing difficult. "We just....we just did this. Please just let it go for now. If you want to kill each other later that's fine. But please, can we at least agree to all get somewhere safer first?"


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Cold, blessed cold and darkness enveloped her as she lay painfully on the tiled floor. The hard surface had her broken bones arguing painfully against the chosen bedding but her blistering skin thanked her for the relief. The hound pressed herself tightly into the corner of the walk in shower, making herself as small as possible as she lay and licked at one of the burns on her forepaw. Her red eyes gleamed in the low light of the bathroom filtering in from a too high, too narrow window as she bared a toothy grin. Fresh blood dripped from her jaws as she eyed her most recent kill, a young Flaffy she had found hiding in the school she now resided in. The pain had been excruciating but well worth it when the hot crimson liquid surged down her throat, the fatty and tender flesh of her prey tearing away easily and sliding down into her belly like melting butter.

With the small collection of potions stashed in this trainer school she would recover. Her burns would scar, certainly, but they would heal quickly thanks to the weak-willed humans and their inventions. And with her friendly food she would get enough energy to go on the hunt again. Soon, soon they would pay. They would all pay. Her pain and humiliation was not going to go without retribution, and that simpering wimp of a human was going to pay tenfold for betraying her. But that Umbreon, that vile, festering, waste was going to suffer. The level of power he held was unmatched and he was squandering it. He wasn't worthy of his gift, none of them were. For if anyone was going to master death...

It was going to be her.


((This was Ty's leaving post, but she will come back as a floater after plot moves along a bit. But in the mean time, even though the characters don't know it, it should basically be understood she is stalking them everywhere they go after she recovers XD))

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