The RAGE Team

Jackie barely had time to dodge the Energy Ball as it flew at her, but it still managed to hit her front left paw, blasting off much fur and skin, leaving more blood to flow out. Hissing with rage, Jackie quickly used Shadow Ball at the green-bulb creature before turning her attention back to the icy doors. Something had caused all of the ice to melt, much to Jackie's 'delight,' and she leaped into the lobby of the center. What did that bulb thing matter? Locke, the green dragon, the black dragon, and a huge blue-bird were inside the building...not wanting to have to go through a wild chase and lose sight of her prey again, Jackie summoned the little electric power she had and fired Thunder Waves at all of the living. Locke was hers now. After all this time, the dragon would get his comeuppance, and all his little friends would be dealt with, all in due time.

“...Do we go after the green thing or use this chance to escape? These two can only do so much... and that Infected has been hunting us for a few days now.”
It was strange to be asked a question like that right after they had just met, but it was only natural to give an answer. “I think we should take this chance to escape, we can look for the green thing once we know were a safe distance from that infected.” He was used to giving orders, but do pokemon that he didn’t know very well was always going to be hard. He wasn’t there leader, so getting asked a question that could mean they live or die was pretty shocking. But it wasn’t soon after replying that he was hit with an electric attack, he hated those kinds of attacks, it left him paralysed and weak. He was weak to electricity, and if this infected feline knew attacks like that, then he was in trouble.

Poseidon turned his head to the cat, still able to move, just not as fast. He took a long look at it, studying how it moved, it knew Thunder Wave, he just needed to figure out what the other three where. It didn’t know any fire attacks, cause it could have used that on the frozen door, so he had only one shot. Frozen energy began to form at his mouth, and just as fast he fired an Ice Beam at the Liepards feet, freezing them in place. Though they may all be paralysed, they now had a chance to get around it, and maybe to another building while it tried to get free, where they would be able to stay while the paralysis wore off.

If Oleander was not the overlay cautious type the retaliation from the infected would have been effective. He had run as soon as he unleashed the energy ball, rounding the corner of another building as the shadow ball barely passed by. He had been expecting the beast to follow him, and eventually lose it in the woods or in the route, giving the blue pokemon inside the center a chance to escape, though as he waited, nothing came. Olle feared the worst had happened, that in the commotion, the blue one had tried to see what the commotion was, and had accidently gotten the attention of the infected.

He cautiously made his way back to the area where he had ditched the infected, though now it was inside the building along with the blue thing. It was hard to tell from his position, but it looked like the feline type pokemon had used some sort of move that had left the blue one slightly paralyzed. What was more interesting was that the blue one and the undead feline were not the only beings inside the buildings, two smaller pokemon and a midsized dragon had taken shelter inside. He was only able to make out the dratini, though the other smaller one pokemon also looked like a dragon type, most likely a family of dragons taking refuge.

Olle sighed in frustration, even with the blue one firing an ice beam at the infected with most likely the hope of giving them a chance to run, if the undead got free too soon, they would be food for the beast. And as much as he wanted to run over there and help them out, pokemon nowadays were not as trusting as they were before the infection spread, so running up to them could cause conflicts, the bigger dragon could even be protective for all he knew. So instead, he would watch, and be ready to fire another energy ball if the infected tried to get too close to the others.

The electric shock didn't do much to the young Gible, who was part ground type. The others, however, didn't fare well.
Locke, terrified, ran behind Cairos' large tail, trying to hide from the infected feline.
Suddenly, he heard a blast- he spun around to see the large bird freezing Jackie in place.
"Now's our chance!" Locke screamed, scrambling across the floor and through doors. He ran out into the road, skidding to a halt as he looked behind him to wait for the others.

Cairo did not feel the effects of the paralyzing attacks either, since he was also part ground type. However, when he didn't see Poseidon or Echo move, he got worried. Thankfully, Locke rushed out of the building, seeming to be unnaffected.

The green dragon picked up the small, paralyzed dragon and, as he was placing the large flipper/ wing over him so he could aid Poseidon out, he fired an angry draognbreath at the Infected, hoping she would feel the same status ailment as what she tried to do to him and the others. Once out, he turned and fired another dragonbreath as well as whipped up a sandstorm within the building to further hinder her.

He grunted as he tried to help move Poseidon. While carrying the two small dragons was easy, this guy was so heavy. He panted, catching his breath. "H-How are we supposed to get away if half of us can't move?!" he growled angrily, mostly to himself. He turned to Locke and looked around. "Locke, we need to find a big plank of sturdy wood or metal and some rope. I have an idea."

The frozen beam struck Jackie right on her paws, freezing her in place; suddenly, a sandstorm was whipped up by the green dragon, and Jackie struggled to detect the location of her prey. Releasing a roar of frustration, the cat broke through the ice on her paws with her claws, reinforced with the power of darkness she held, being a Dark-type. But then something hit her, burning her purple, bloody fur, and Jackie was blasted onto the ground. The giant blue-bird was there, along with the green dragon, but Jackie couldn't attack. Her limbs refused to respond to commands.

Fury pulsed through Jackie's veins-they were escaping again, with the help of these new living? Why? Jackie gave a few feeble coughs, spitting out some green, disgusting liquid, before collapsing onto the floor, non-moving. Her chest did not move....but she wasn't dead. Far from it. Hopefully the living would be attracted, thinking their predator was vanquished. Then it would be time for the kill.

Poseidon could see that two of the dragons hadn’t been affected by the thunder wave. Must be part ground type. He thought to himself as he was somewhat carried out by Cairo. He felt bad for being helpless like this; he knew he must weigh a lot for being so big. “Sorry…” He managed to say as they landed outside of the center.
It was hopeless at the moment, there was no way he could be of any help to them while he was in this state, if only he had a Cheri Berry, then he could be cured from this paralysis with ease.

“Locke, we need to find a big plank of sturdy wood or metal and some rope. I have an idea.” He heard the green and blue dragon say to the little blue one. Poseidon wondered what they where planning to do with that? But he was bound to find out when the items had been gathered.

Every fiber in his being screamed that he continue to remain in the sidelines, that this group most likely had had several interactions with undead and going along with them would mean trouble. But seeing them scramble for their lives out of the center, and even the giant green dragon semi-carrying the blue one told him that they might be very kind hearted folk. Olle sighed in frustration as he made his decision. He ran to the entrance of the gym and used his vine whips to pry off the doors, the green one had said they needed a “large plank of sturdy wood.”

As he walked back to the group of mostly dragons, he tried to think of a way to introduce himself without making him seem like a stalker. Hey! I was just watching you all from afar, seeing what you do without my notice when I heard you needed some wood! Would most likely give him a bad impression… “Hi…um, I’m Oleander, or Olle, both work…I heard you needed something like this?” he said offering up the door, when he remembered that they also needed rope. He had been too busy avoiding the blue one back when he thought it looked suspicious so he did not notice any rope, he had absolutely no clue where he would find rope.

He was going to run off to look for some rope when he mentally kicked himself for being so stupid. He had rope already, or at least the closest thing to it. Using a small energy ball, Olle extended his vine whips to as far as they could before using the energy ball to cut it. Getting his vine whips cut off did hurt a little, but after so many battles in which that happened; Olle had grown accustomed to that particular pain. He nudged the vine whips to the dragon before he plopped down on the ground using synthesis to help kick start the regrowth process of his vine whips, one of the many perks of being part plant.

“Locke, we need to find a big plank of sturdy wood or metal and some rope. I have an idea.”

Right as Locke was about to dash off to scavenge for the things the Flygon needed, a plant pokemon came out of nowhere, waving a door around.

“Hi…um, I’m Oleander, or Olle, both work…I heard you needed something like this?” the Ivysaur said.
"Hey! Thanks green thing!" The gible gave him a large grin as he bit into the door without hesitation. He was careful not to bite too hard, as he knew his jaws could shatter it easily.
He got down on all fours and dragged it closer to Cairo and their new-found friend while the green thing shot off its' long arms.

"Whoa! Are you alright!?" Locke said as he dropped the door in shock. The long arms writhed on the ground for a second, then fell completely still.
Locke glanced up at Cairo for his response before turning to look back at the infected that was chasing them.

A sandstorm attack was slowly dying down, and he could see Jackie, laying very still in a pool of...something.
"Wow...she's not moving..." he said sadly, with a tinge of fear in his voice.
"...Cairo...is she..." he whimpered as he tugged on the dragons' haunches.

Cairo brightened when the green, bulbed pokemon came up with the unhinged door, introducing himself. "Hi…um, I’m Oleander, or Olle, both work…I heard you needed something like this?" Locke happily took the door and laid it down on the ground when the green thing cut off its vines for rope. As Cairo thought that a little morbid, he still managed to rig the vines into the door to make a makeshift sled.

He then went to Poseidon and laid him gently down on the door, the thing barely having enough space for the large bird. "Hop on, you guys," he said hurriedly as he placed Echo on Poseidon's wing. "We're going to get out of here, and fast!" Once everyone was on, he took the vines and leapt into the air and launched himself forward, pulling the door-sled quickly out from the middle of the town.

Poseidon was surprised to see the flower frog so soon after it had run off. It had brought back a door for the… thing Cairo was planning to make. He didn’t really know what it was, but he was sure it would come in handy.
Poseidon tried to move his wing, but flinched as the electricity surged through it, what he would give for a Cheri Berry right now. There was also a pokemon center right there, but it was useless without power, and it had none any longer.

The emperor pokemon watched as Cairo turned the door and vines it into something he knew all to well, a sled. Being a penguin, he was fairly good at sledding, didn’t even need a sled cause he could very well be used as one himself.
He was laid down on the door sled, just barely fitting on it. The black and white dragon was placed on his wing, where he hoped the little dragon wouldn’t fall off as Cairo began to pull the makeshift sled away from the center, and the deranged infected cat. He was glade to have met these new pokemon, cause if he didn’t, he would have most likely become that cats dinner.

((I always see the members of the sour family as frogs with flowers on their backs, which is why I called Olle a flower frog.))

(OOC: I'm back everyone so don't post after Anathema until I do okay? :D)

He basked in the sun’s glow letting the effects of synthesis run its course in mild amusement at the shock the others present him his self-mutilations of his vines. None of them where plant types so they had no clue how it was like to be able to regrow themselves, sure, it might take some time, but eventually he would be back to the way he was before, maybe even with thicker vines, for his body might see the need for more protection in his vines. After all what didn’t kill him made him stronger, was a common phrase his scyther teammate had constantly chanted, and it seemed to have worked for him many times before. “Yeah, I’m alright, it’ll grow back.” Was what he said to the little blue dragon, in a few days it’ll be as good as new, maybe even sooner if he used a few more syntheses.

The large blue one and the smaller dragons where instructed to go on the makeshift sled, even if the green dragon was strong, it most likely would not be strong enough to pull everyone. Plus he had no way of knowing if that instruction was intended for him also, he was a stranger to them after all, they hadn’t even bothered to introduce themselves to him, even if he introduced himself first…..


Olle just figured that if the dragons and the blue pokemon wanted him to not follow them, he would wait till they told him that themselves. He got up from his basking in the sun to an immediate sprint following the group, he could tell the green dragon was fast, but being tied down by the rest of its gang seemed to slow it down considerably.

Hanging on to one of the vines, Locke gasped as they lifted off the ground. He felt his stomach churn as he watched the ground get farther and farther.
"Urgh...not so fast, Cairo!" the Gible cried to the dragon above him.
My stomach...he thought, holding his belly with one claw.

Locke looked back at the pokemon center, his eyes falling on the unmoving Jackie, laying in a pool of filth. He could feel tears brimming in his eyes, and his throat starting to really hurt.
"Jackie..."
I can't just leave a friend like that...not like that...
He glanced at Echo and Poseidon, then up at Cairo.
A determined look fixing itself on his face, he turned around quickly and leaped off the door before he had time to think about how high off the ground they were.
He balled himself up and landed rolling, disturbing the heavy dust that covered the streets. He groaned as he got to his feet and waddled as fast as he could to the corpse of Jackie.
He knew Cairo would be upset with him, but he had to do this.

"...Jackie..." The young Gible approached the feline, whispering her name.
"Jackie...I-I'm...sorry...s-so sorry..." He whimpered, tears dropping from his face. He shuffled closer, petting her gnarled and burnt paw.
"That...monster...it...was...it was too s-scary..." Locke cried, gazing into the dead eyes of the infected cat.
"B-but...you don't have to sleep like this...Jackie..." He sniffled, as he grabbed her back legs and tried to pull her out of the pool of rot.
"Th-there's some nice grass just ov-over there..." He stammered, tugging her lifeless body a few inches at a time, towards a small patch of grass a few feet away.

(OoC-Ergh, sorry Suicune, didn't mean to be logged into your account. I'll be more careful next time!
To everyone else- the next few turns, don't carry locke away or anything. You'll find out what happens next! 8D)

Cairo flew, the sled dragging the ground as he pulled it along. He knew they had to get away from the purple cat, or else... He shook his head. He didn't want to think of what would happen... His mind and body were so focused on getting away, he didn't notice when the young gible hopped off of the sled...

It was a while before he stopped to rest, landing near the entrance of a cave. There, he found some berry trees and, after releasing the ropes, went and sought them. Since he was from Hoenn, he knew extensively of what a cheri berry looked like, and that Poseidon and Echo needed it. As he turned to give the berries to the paralyzed pokemon, he stopped, his face paling with fear.

Locke...

Endless theories of where the little dragon was and what had happened instantly bombarded his inner eye as the worst scenarios played in his mind. "Locke?" he asked as he looked around, hoping the little dragon would pop up... Had he gone too fast? Taken a bad turn? Did the cat actually manage to get Locke? Guilt and endless questions continued to plague him, and he knew he had to find him.

He couldn't lose another teammate... not after Silver disappearing, not after the cacturne took his team, his family... his trainer...

Tears welled up as he continued to call for Locke, and then gave Poseidon the berries. "I have to find him, please take care of Echo-- I have to find him!" Without waiting for any word, he shot up from the ground into the air, and flew back to the town as fast as his winded wings could carry him. The others on the sled could only watch as the green dragon rocketed behind the cliffs above them.

Cairo's heart pounded as he zigzagged through trees and buildings, looking for Locke. "Locke?! LOCKE?! Where are you!?" he cried, desperate for some sort of sign, anything.

"LOCKE?!"

Jackie could feel herself being dragged away, but she stayed limp as she was moved, not wanting to give herself away. That was Locke speaking to her, as if she were still a tiny Purloin, a regular uninfected trying to survive. That was the old Jackie, yes, but now she was just an infected Liepard attempting to wreak her revenge on the Gible and Weavile that had mysteriously vanished. Jackie's tail twitched ever slightly, the only sign that she was not yet completely dead. The feline waited.....waited......now was the time. Her revenge on Locke was going to happen, right here, at this very instant.

With a vicious growl, Jackie ripped her legs from the grip of the young Gible, facing him with an undead snarl. If she was still alive, her eyes would be glowing in hate. The Liepard went to strike, her claws outstretched and teeth bared for the kill.
Wait.
Jackie froze where she stood, and what might of been confusion transformed her face from furious to what could only be puzzled. For a moment, her eyes turned back to their original bright green, and she looked up at the Gible.
"Locke! I'm so glad-" she started to say in her normal, uninfected voice, the voice of a small, relieved cat. But it was only for that moment, and the Liepard went back into her infected state, and what she was glad about would remain forever unknown.

"YOU!" Jackie shrieked in her broken, dead voice, remembering how Locke had betrayed her, left her to die. Jackie leaped at the Gible, claws outstretched, never again to be what she had been before.

“I have to find him, please take care of Echo-- I have to find him!”
Poseidon simply sat up and watched as the green dragon flew off in the direction they had just come from. He held the cheri berries Cairo had given them. He still sparked with electricity, but he gave the little black dragon, Echo as its name seemed to be, the berry before taking the other one himself.
After taking it he felt the electicuty weaken before completely disappearing, so he felt the same way he did before he was paralysed.

Poseidon stood up with Echo is his arms as he walked over to the trees for cover, he wouldn’t want them to be an easy target out in the open so it would be safe staying hidden while he waited for the return of Cairo and the blue dragon who’s name was Lock.

He had been so busy focusing solely on running in order to catch to the speedy dragon, that he never noticed the round dragon jump off and run in the opposite direction. So when the larger green speed off now without the wagon of pokemon behind him, Olle feared that the dragon might have left the others behind for some reason, and in these times, that reason usually meant an infection. It took a while to get to the spot where the green one had landed then took off, a few times Olle had to stop in his running to catch his breath, it was donning on him that his time away from his trainer had left him out of shape compared to how he used to be…

He arrived at the clearing where the blue one was left at, practically impossible for him to be sneaky, all that running had left him wheezing and induced some coughing fits, this Johto region had a colder atmosphere than Kanto. He didn’t want to get too close to the others in case his assumption was correct, and they were infected. He dropped down to the ground and laid on his stomach facing the towering blue one, using yet another synthesis to both regain his energy and composure, and to help regrow his vines more, hopefully in a few days they would be back to normal. “So….why did the giant green one run off?” He asked, trying to not sound conspicuous in his questioning.

Locke grunted as he struggled to pull the dead weight over to the grass. Her fur and skin felt funny under his claws; loose and greasy, like it wasn't attached to the muscle underneath anymore.

He ignored the terrible smell of rotting meat, and the queasy feeling he was getting in his stomach, and continued to pull her.
Almost there! Locke thought, not even a foot away from the patch of still untouched and beautiful green grass.

Suddenly, Locke was thrown back as Jackie's rear legs shot out of his claws. Before he had a chance to get up, the cat was already looming above him, eyes glowing, teeth glistening and the worst stench emanating from her maw the Gible had ever encountered.
Frozen in terror, Locke watched as she outstretched her claws, ready to shred him to pieces.
"J-Jackie...." He cried, jaw trembling.
For a moment, she paused, and her eyes faded from vibrant red to a deep green...the same green that Locke saw when he first met her.
All malice and hunger disappeared from her gaze as she seemed to recognize the small Gible.
"Locke! I'm so glad-" she said, almost happily.
His eyes grew wider at hearing his friends' voice again...but it was short-lived. Disappearing as quickly as it had appeared, Jackie roared in rage.
"YOU!" She yelled, pulling her powerful paws back, ready for the kill.


"NO!" Locke screamed, as he began to glow with a brilliant light.
His form began to grow before the cat, towering over her as the light began to fade. Before the Liepard was able to recover, Locke roared loudly, and lunged towards her. His sharp, serrated teeth clamped down on her neck as she tried to leap backwards. Embracing her with his hooked fins, he locked her body tight to him. She struggled and yowled in his grip, but he wouldn't let her go.
I'm so sorry Jackie...
He closed his eyes tight as he clamped down tight on her neck and snapped the bones inside, severing her head from the spinal cord.
In an instant, her entire body went limp in his arms.

Locke couldn't breathe. Tears falling from his face, he stood there and stared at the corpse in his arms, rotten and limp.
He was in a daze, vaguely aware that someone was calling his name from somewhere behind him.
"Y-you can rest now, Jackie..." He said quietly, his own voice sounding alien to him.
He walked over to the small patch of grass and gently placed Jackies' body down in the thick of it.
You were still there, I knew you were still there...he thought with a sad smile.
Slowly stepping back, he looked down at himself. His claws had transformed into a single talon on each side, and his body had doubled in size. He had seen some of his clan members undergo this transformation, and there would usually be a celebration among them whenever someone reached the next stage of strength...but he knew those days were long gone.
Mama, Papa...

After the massive electric blast from the cat, Echo's eyes dilated. He could not see anything, and he felt as if he couldn't breathe. Gasping for air, Echo was helpless, and it seemed like the others did not notice what he was going through. He could feel Cairo's hand as he picked Echo up and put him on his wing. Echo could even feel the cold as the team exited the pokemon center. There was, however, an unfamiliar voice, which Echo heard after Jackie's defeat.

As the group left the building, Echo felt like shivering due to the frigid winds of the morning; however, his body, being unable to move, would not allow it. Throughout the entirety of the time spent outside of the pokemon center, Echo was only able to hear the loud thump of something and the worried voice of Cairo as he passed Echo from his wing to Poseidon's flipper. The large bird laid Echo on his back and managed to open the small mouth of the Dratini and drop, what the others called, a cheri berry into it. The strange voice, at this time, murmured something to Poseidon, but Echo could not understand what was said. As the berry rolled across his tongue, Echo could taste the spicy delectable taste of the fruit, but, unexpectedly, the berry was lodged at the back of his throat and would not go down. Echo tried, with all his strength, to lift his head. He could not make any gagging sounds or calls for help, for he was paralyzed. GASP! Echo wheezed as he finally drew in some air. Poseidon then rolled Echo from his flipper onto a hard wooden surface.

Echo lifted his head and spotted the stranger in front of him. It looked much like a giant green frog with a flower growing on its back. Since Echo was not very good at communicating with others, he sat on the sled silently watching the strange creature before him. Where are the other two? Where are Cairo and Locke? And what is this THING? "Your name is Poseidon right?" Echo asked as he looked at Poseidon, who was sitting next to a tree trunk. "Where is Cairo and Lo--," Echo's question was interrupted by a painful scream in the distance. Echo jerked his head in the direction of the noise. "What was that?!"

Cairo heard a scream and immediately went for it; making a hard bank to the right in order to do so. He swerved between the buildings to find himself back at the pokecenter and saw Jackie on top of Locke about to swipe. Cairo's heart stopped in a moment, and before he could react, he was blinded by a harsh white light.

When the light faded, Cairo looked back to see a larger blue dragon with Jackie's limp body in its jaws, sobbing softly. The green dragon landed gently behind the other dragon and held a claw out to the latter. "...Locke...?" Cairo asked timidly. "You... You evolved... Are you ok?" Locke could hear the small amount of hope in the other's voice. His eyes looked down to the corpse. "...Is she..."

“Your name is Poseidon right? Where is Cairo and Lo--,” The black dragons question was blotted out by a scream. Poseidon looked in the direction it came from, the direction that Cairo had gone. “What was that?!”
Poseidon looked at Echo, then back in the direction of the scream. “I don’t know, but lets hope it wasn’t Lock or Cairo.” He said, concern showing in his eyes as he waited here with the young dragon and flower frog.

((Sorry for the short post guys, not much I can really put.))

The others never introduced themselves, but by overhearing the conversation Olle was beginning to find out their names. The blue one is Leviathan, and the green dragon and the round dragon’s names are Locke and Cairo, though he wasn’t sure which name belonged to which. He also did not know the name of the dratini, the only pokemon type he could make out from all the different breeds. It struck him as odd that Leviathan never answered his question, but he was the new guy, so the bird was most likely one to withhold trust till one earned it. He sighed, he was beginning to think these dragons and water type were more trouble than he could handle, even thought about just leaving. But Olle didn’t know how much longer he could survive on his own, many nights he had been too paranoid to sleep, thinking the infected would attack as soon as he did.

The scream that echoed through the forest quickly caught the attention of everyone, most likely they were thinking of the worse had befallen the two dragons that left. He didn’t know how long the berries would take to fully cure the two paralyzed ones, so sadly it would be up to Olle to do something if their friends came back as infected. He got up from his basking position and prepared himself for possible danger, Most likely these two would be hesitant to attack their own friends….I know I would.

"You... You evolved... Are you ok?"
Locke looked at Cairo, who was standing next to him. He felt dazed; like all of this was some sort of terrible dream.
His eyes went back down to his long talons and larger body, then at the corpse of Jackie.
"I...I didn't mean to...didn't...want to..." He stuttered, turning to the large dragon.
"Cairo, she...she was still in there! Jackie! I couldn't just...leave her in there alone..." Locke cried, tears flowing down his face. Falling silent, he stared at her corpse.

"Sh-she...recognized me..."
He quickly embraced and clung to the Flygon, whimpering quietly, unable to tear his eyes from her.
"I-I'm sorry Cairo! I'm sorry!"

(OOC: Sorry I can't post anything. Echo is just wondering where everyone is right now. I'm also trying to get some scholarships for college right now, so I'm sorry I have waited so long to post.)