(ACE) The UNDER Team

Blaze reconized the bottle that Chivarly gave to her and scrunched up her nose though her eyes seemed amused. She remembered her first experince around alchohol and it was one she would always hold over her head and always chuckle at.
But she knew it could be of use so made no protest when the gallade put it in the bag. Extra flames could be useful.
Delia asked about who was going to carry the bag, Blaze looked over the bag.
"We'll I think out of all of us probably, Chivarly and I are going to have to carry it." Blaze said, the bag had been made for humans and chivarly had the most humanoid shape and Blaze knew how to adjust the bag so she could carry it but Koin and Rin where not big enough to carry the bag and unless she evolved soon Delie was smaller then the bag.
"And if one of us become's infected... then I geuss we're going to have to get it back." Her voice didn't falter, she seemed to understand the reality of having to kill.

An earsplitting shriek echoed through Ecruteak City as Jake tore into a Pidgeotto with a broken wing, ripping the bird's internal organs out as it struggled to escape, letting loose more dying screeches. The cries and struggles died away as the Pidgeotto itself grew feeble, Jake quickly devouring the younger bird. When the undead Typhlosion finished and not even the bones of the Pidgeotto remained, he arose, covered in fresh blood and tiny scraps of meat. Infected Spearow had been drawn to the kill, but when they approached Jake he gave a booming roar, and with several groggy squawks the infected Flying-types flapped away from the larger predator on their dead wings. Jake hated the smaller undead, always attempting to feed on other's kills because they were too weak to kill anything but their own species. The Typhlosion gave a snort of disgust and stalked through Ecruteak, searching for more prey.....one bird was never enough. Nothing was ever enough, and Jake yearned for fresh, uninfected meat to feast on.

Jake loomed in the shadows of the ancient buildings, most importantly the Burned Tower. It was a great place to hunt, but it was rather weak itself, having to withstand a fire and other infected using their strongest attacks inside. Even being brain-dead, Jake avoided that Tower.....
Where was the prey? Jake was ravenous and angry; he needed to eat immediately. His rotting hands came together, focusing power on one point....a small sphere formed, but grew larger with each passing minute as Jake put more power into it. His glowing orange fur and skin grew a wee bit darker, but when the sphere had a good size and packed with power, he released the attack on the Dance Theater, causing the whole building to explode from the Focus Blast and drawing out more infected.

While the sound of some poor pokemon dying always seemed to echo out in the distance, a very nearby roar and what sounded like an explosion happened a little too close for comfort. Since she was on the counter, a window was very close by. She hopped over and looked out the clouded window to see a figure roaming near the dance theatre, grazing over something that looked like her kill. Her ears twitched and she hopped back on the counter, away from the sight of the roaming beast.

"Well, looks like we cleaned this place out. We should get our very carefully or one of your ugly cousins is going to find us..." she said in a soft whisper, staring at Blaze. "At least, that's what it looks like from the window..." She gracefully made her way off the counter, looking at the others. She sat and looked to the exit, her mind quickly working. "Any bright ideas...?"

Koin spun from his position in front of the PokeMart to look at the debris of the Dance Theater. He would have to hold the question for now. What happened? Quickly dashing towards the shop where his other teammates were stationed, he noticed a slashed up Typhlosion lumbering around. Blaze? But- The Jolteon shook his head. This should have been a different Pokemon.

"Did you see that thing? For a second I thought it was Blaze!" He panted as he entered briskly, happy to know it wasn't his new friend. We'd all die if it were her...

Blaze looked up when a screech filled the air, and then an explosion followed. These events usually didn't mean good things. Delia lept near a window.

"Well, looks like we cleaned this place out. We should get our very carefully or one of your ugly cousins is going to find us..." Delia said in a soft whisper, her eyes on Blaze "At least, that's what it looks like from the window..." The typhlosion looked surprised by this. The zorua gracefully made her way off the counter, looking at the others."Any bright ideas...?"

Koin came in just then "Did you see that thing? For a second I thought it was Blaze!" he was basically stating what was already known.

Blaze hufffed and glanced out the door seeing a bunch of undead scurrying away she tried to decide on this guy's power level. "It seems to be the strongest infected here if all the others are runing away." It was basic instinct to stay away from something stronger then you. She turned her head to see her 'ugly cousin' she did this as quickly as she could. What surprised her though was that this undead did seem familiar in some way, but she couldn't put her tongue on it. She hadn't met him but she'd seen him somewhere.
Blaze tucked her head back in and looked back at the others "I think it would be best if we just avoid him, but just incase does anyone know a water or ground type moves? I know one."

As soon as the Infected came out after the Focus Blast, Jake lunged for a Raticate trying to escape from him. "No mercy," Jake growled in his dead and low voice before ripping one of the back legs off the dead rat. It gave a horrible screech, but Jake silenced it, but tearing the undead Pokemon's head off, killing it for good. As he tore into it, Jake was mad that there were no living ones he could sink his teeth into. Their meat was fresher and tastier than that of another undead, but for now he would have to eat these unappetizing things. But it still wasn't enough for Jake, he was still ravenous. He snatched up a few unlucky Spearows, but they weren't good enough either. Too small, too thin, no real meat on their bones. At least the birds had blood left in them.

But then the Typhlosion took his dead gaze unto the PokeMart as he noticed something yellow go inside. His growling grew louder as a chorus of evil as he anticipated another kill, and this one had a chance of being a nice, tender living one. Jake held his foot up and was about to smash it down for an Earthquake, but he stopped. Wouldn't it be better to kill it himself, make the meat much more satisfying and tasty? Yes, yes, that was the way to go, and he could cook the meat with a nice Flamethrower....even charred, it would still be better than the usual prey Jake found around this city. He lumbered closer to the old PokeMart, heating up the air as he prepared himself for a Flamethrower, and now his skin grew darker in color by at least a shade, if you looked close enough.

Delia tensed as she heard thudding coming closer; it seemed that the behemoth had found them. She looked over at the yellow pup and glared. He must have led it straight to them... "Looks like we're running out of time..." she muttered to herself as she trotted back and forth. "We're probably going to have to fight it." She looked up at the muscle beast and grinned. "Maybe you should hand that over. After all, this is a prime time for training, eh?"

She transformed, picking Blaze once again as her template. However, she decided to keep the uninfected appearance, making herself an exact copy of Blaze. She tossed her head and grinned. "I don't want to be left out in this family reunion. I guess we can distract the thing while the others escape." She rolled her new shoulders in anticipation. Though she was excited to have a fight in the future, she was a little angry that it would be rotten meat.

Koin caught the glare from Delia, and the message became clear. Oh Arceus, I caught the thing's attention! The Jolteon, despite loving his soft fur, really despised the yellow color at the moment. "... we can distract the thing while the others escape." Came the Zorua's voice, whom had transformed into a Typhlosion. It took a second for Koin to make up his mind.

"I'm not leaving," he jutted out the words, pawing the ground for insistence. The thought of facing a humongous infected scared the heck out of him, but he would not back down again. "I'm staying around and fighting. I've ran long enough." Koin inwardly swallowed a gulp. He sincerely hoped he had not made the wrong decision.

As she heard the foot steps of the undead Blaze tossed the bag back at Chivarly "Don't loose it." she said. The typhlosion was annoyed with Koin, but she didn't let it show. It was best just to deal with the main problem right now.
"We'll then Delia, before I can train you I'd love to see what you can do." She looked elated at the thought of fighting, it was something she knew how to do. She grinned at Delia when she changed shape.
"oh you know how family reunions are, all hugs and kisses."
Koin's little spark of bravery made her look at him, even though he promised to fight he looked terrified.
"Those are pretty words, but if you can't don't kill yourself to stick to them."
Blaze felt heat forming from outside, she knew that feeling. She immediatly lept out of the poke mart and slammed her front claws on the ground. A red glow flew across the floor and toward the undead, lava then erupted from the ground heading for the infected typhlosion.

Delia smirked at the typhlosion's words; see what she could do, eh? She generally liked to keep her true power to herself, but she hunkered down and directed a dark pulse at a nearby lesser infected, the impact twisting its body into a mangled, bloody mess. She straightened, her grin still on full.

When Blaze sent out a lava plume, Delia took an alternate route, making her way around to the other side of the Infected typhlosion, getting behind it and releasing a dark pulse into its back, forcing it more into Blaze's next attack. Eat this, you oozing useless pile of rotten meat...!

As she released her attack, a cackle sounded from her grinning fangs, maniacal and bloodthirsty. Fear was non-existent as she released her fury onto the undead body, pelting it with nearly everything she had as the scent of blood and death sent her already precariously situated mind more and more over the edge of insanity.

Koin swallowed down his fear, trying to picture this as... a training session? The Jolteon shook his head, before speeding out after Delia and Blaze, whom had already started the assault. A giant fire type attack exploded into the scene, creating chaos within their midst. The Lightning Pokemon thrust himself forward just a little away from his other two teammates to create a triangle. It's a little risky if we surround it, but it's slightly more efficient then attacking on a single side.

The Jolteon swerved his head to peek at Delia, a sure smile and stout attacks. Blaze was doing well on her side also. His fur crackling with electricity, Koin let out a Thunderbolt, a streak of flashing and crackling yellow, towards the infected Typhlosion. He needed to get a little closer to try Yawning it to sleep, else he'd miss and hit someone else.

Koin kept his feet moving side to side- it was a trick Master kept repeating until it became a habit for the entire team. The chance of a singular attack was lowered, and with any luck, the Jolteon could make a dive in. Was he frightened? Oh Arceus, he was scared to death. Why was he fighting? Because he had friends. Somewhere in his mind, Koin felt himself register that he had comrades.

He wasn't scared stiff anymore. Anyone would be scared if infected Pokemon rained down on them, but it was his choice to face it. The Jolteon would put aside his fear to help out his friends... even Delia.

(Should I go ahead and post a response?)

Blaze knew that a lava plume no matter how powerfull would only do so much good against another fire type, she kept it up against the undead when the other two pushed it into the attack as it was distracted she desided to use an attack that would do some real damage.
The typhlosion dissapeared under a mess of flying dirt and in a blink of an eye all that was left was a hole.

Underground Blaze dug away through the clay, mud, and dirt. She was quick undearground and understood how to use it to her advantage, so she prepared herself for a launch.

what if it knows earthquake!? something in the back of her mind quivered.

then I'd better make this quick.

(Sorrry for late post have been busy with school)

Hydreigon's wings beat against the wind, his mind swirling with hunger. Where was his next meal? Where was more food? The stick-like pokemon he had eaten earlier had done nothing for the abyss of his stomach. The blood still dripped from his fanged mouths, their tongues licking it off eagerly.

Then, an eruption from below. Fire and light attracted the eyes of the undead predator and as he looked down, three similar-looking pokemon fighting. Fire repreatedly lit up around one, igniting not only his hunger, but his bloodlust as well. He dove down, catching his prey with all three mouths.

The initial bite left him disappointed; he had caught one of his own kind. Enraged, he ripped the head free from its shoulders, and the arm from the torso. How dare his prey taste like ash, like death! He wanted to taste life! Living warmth! The dead heat of the corpse only reminded himself of what he was lacking, what was missing...

...Missing...

...missing...

For a moment, he paused, the limbs of the actually dead Infected fell from the beast's gaping maws. The others around him dared to not even breathe as something went on inside the Harbinger's mind. The only sound was the rasping growl coming from the arm-like heads of the beast.

His eyes looked down at the ground and for a moment, he saw something beside the blood. Something...

...missing...

The wind shifted and the scent of death and blood brought him back to reality, back to the carcass before him. The glazed, blank eyes angered him, reminding him that his kill was no longer fresh or truly edible. He gave a roar of anger and something akin to grief, then took off into the sky.

To the onlookers, however, he left with them a feeling of confusion; was it frustration or pain the beast felt?

What pain could a Harbinger ever feel?

Koin had felt his bravery and it had given him self-confidence. He felt like how he felt before the epidemic. A free, bashful Eevee that knew of his power. Yes! But his self assurance had shriveled up, when a mysterious dragon swooped down and attacked the infected Typhlosion. With its three heads, it had easily killed (again) and eaten the poor thing. Despite that the undead had tried to kill them, a pang of pity crawled in.

But his feet felt frozen at place. Fear had swooped in like the dragon. This was different from other infected- it was far stronger, and its power to kill another of its kind was... frightening. Koin shook his head, but he watched wearily as the huge undead flew off. "What... what... what was that?" He spoke out, glancing back to his teammates.

He thought he had gotten over the infected phobia. The Jolteon gritted his teeth, swearing he would. Master! I will do this for you! But also for himself. Koin had had his fur ruffled long enough by those walking dead.

((OOC: Hey guys, I'm back and ready for my next turn! :3))

Blaze was still, she had risen up from where the infected typhlosion had stood. Her eyes narrowed as she stared up at the sky, at the hydregion that carried Jake away.
As Blaze had come up to attack she'd realized where'd she'd seen the undead. Like her he'd challenged the elite four but had failed against the champion, she'd seen him battle when she'd been a quilava.
Jake... he'd been as strong as her hadn't he? Anger flashed in her dark red eyes and she uselessly shot out a flamethrower at the flying three headed dragon. It didn't pay attention to it and just ripped the body of the typhlosion apart and to her disgust the head of the typhlosion landed near her. His eyes stared up at her his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Blaze closed her eyes and clenched her teeth revolted by the sight. Holding back her sickness she looked at the head and closed the eyes of her kin.
I'm sorry you ended up this way. she thought.

Blaze turned away from it and went back to the other two. "We'll that was settled quick. Come on lets go get the rest."

Delia watched with interest as the strange, three-headed monster completely and effortlessly obliterated the threat they had faced for such a little amount of time. She was not fearful of the creature, but fascinated that it could kill that easily. She watched, completely entranced by its power and prowess that when it flew off, she was hypnotized, placed into an awe-stricken trance. What power... she thought, wanting the same kind of raw ability for herself. Then, she could have any meal she could ever want...

Blaze's words broke her reverie and she quickly changed back, having no need to mimick the typhlosion. She trotted past the yellow guy and paused, quirking a brow. His fur was still ruffled and his face was set in some sort of strange hybrid of fear and determination. She thought it best not to speak to him, but still gave him a quizzical look as she trotted past.

Once back at the mart, she grinned. "Back off to our adventure, yes? I wonder though, will that black dragon be back for us? It seemed... upset. We should probably find cover. It doesn't seem one to do well where it can't fly." She sat and licked a paw, waiting for an answer.

Koin watched as the dragon disappeared, before padding after Delia into the PokeMart. "We should probably find cover. It doesn't seem like one to do well where it can't fly." The Jolteon murmured a consent, agreeing with her words. The thing was sure to follow them if it had the chance, and kill them without another thought. He shook his head, pushing his muzzle into a box filled with Styrofoam popcorn. It must be hiding something invaluable... Koin thought heedlessly, blowing off some from his fur.

What were they to do? Rin and Chivalry had disappeared when the dragon had come in, and they had no plans except to go to Newbark. Everything seemed to be going in fast motion ever since they left Mount Mortar. Koin sighed as he dug through the rest of the box's contents. They might as well go on with their original plan- the Glaceon and the Gallade were bound to go there too if they ever arose from their disappearance. But what if they're dead?

Never! The Jolteon didn't really want to think of the petite Rin and stoic Chivalry as dead. They were better than that.. right? Koin came out of the box, only finding Styrofoam popcorn and a Blue Scarf. It reminded him of his trainer's odd blue hair. He's with me after all. Tying it onto his right fore-leg, the Jolteon swung around to try it out for size. His Master would always be with him wherever he was. Thank you, Master.

"Tsk." Blaze muttered when she saw that Chivarly and Rin where gone, though the bag had been left. At least they'd been courtious enough for that. The thought of them being dead crossed her mind and she froze for a second but she shook her head. The possibility was there yes but Blaze knew little of them and she couldn't mourn especially now. She grabbed the bag and fastened it around herself, standing tall and looking down at the other two.
We should probably find cover. It doesn't seem one to do well where it can't fly." Delia said and Koin surprisingly agreed with her.
The typhlosion snorted "Fine but we need to get moving again soon." She didn't want to stay here especially with the two incidents that had just happened. If she had been alone she wondered if she could've just used dig to travel across here. Probably but with the other two she would be stuck having to make an actual tunnel and then there where the other pokemon that lurked underground.
"We should hed to the center, its a bit more safe gaurded for pokemon attacks." While pokemarts where formed more to go against human attacks.

Sai walked through the abandoned city. From what the sign said outside the city before he walked in, this place was called Ecruteak City. It was his first time in one, and everything looked so strange to him. He didn’t know what these big things where. He had only lived in the desert, so everything here was new to him. He had seen the outline of the large city far of in the distance, but it was so far out that he didn’t bother going to investigate. He wished he knew what everything was, and what they where used for.

He hadn’t run into any other pokemon the whole time he was here, well, others that where still alive. He did run into his fair share of infected, but he ran more then he fought. Every sound that Sai heard made him flinch. He would growl trying to show that he wasn’t afraid; when inside he was freaking out cause he was terrified. It turned out to be nothing though, just his fears playing tricks with his mind. He let out a sigh, trying to relax. Trying to tell himself that it was nothing but the wind, but he still felt like he was being watched.

He started to hear voices. Which was odd since Sai hadn’t heard voices in what felt like forever. He peeked around the corner of one of the strange structures to see 3 other pokemon. They didn’t look infected, but he couldn’t be sure. He only knew what one of the pokemon where, only because it came from the same region as himself. It was a Zorua, that black fur with the red paws and hair tip was unmistaken. He couldn’t hear what they where saying to he attempted to get closer only to hear the large blueish one say something. “We should head to the center, its a bit more safe guarded for pokemon attacks.”

He didn’t understand what they where talking about. He had never heard of a ‘center’ before. What was it? What was it used for? He was so new to all this, he though about going and asking them, but he feared that they would attack him without a second though. So instead he started to back away from them, as quietly as he could, but he was to busy looking at the other pokemon that he tripped over an old sign and fell back, making a laud thud.

Cathal landed heavily, a grimace marring his face. He reached up with his right arm and rubbed at his left shoulder. He had been flying around for a few hours now, searching for any glimpse of his family. The constant stress of flight had put a strain on his scar and it was once again flaring up in pain. Grunting softly he decided it would be best to walk for a while, and let his old wound settle.

Peering around, Cathal noticed that the streets were still fairly empty for so late in the day. Usually those things showed up in abundance at night, if his last couple of weeks in this region were anything to go by. 'What town am I in again?' he wondered to himself. It had been a while since he kept track of landmarks. He didn't care where he was anymore, his only focus finding Fenix and Anubis. His family was out there somewhere and he WAS going to find them. Letting out a low growl, he began making his way through the streets.

He was fairly certain he had seen a Pokemon Center around here somewhere when he flew over. If he was lucky, there might still be something useful in it. 'Now where...Ah!' After rounding a corner he saw the building, it was a little worse for wear. Part of the roof was giving way and the windows where all smashed out and boarded up, but still it was worth a shot to look. Giving a small, triumphant smirk at his discovery he strode over to the dilapidated Center, using his tail to light the darkness, just in case some infected happened to be lurking in the corners. The entry seemed clear so he gave a shrug and worked his way in.

After about a half an hour digging around he didn't find anything useful other than a few cans of standard Pokemon food and some postcards that let him know he was in Ecruteak. He sniffed the air, and when he didn't catch the scent of death he figured this would be as good a place as any to rest. He plopped down in a corner, wrapped his tail around him for light, and used his claws to rip open one of the cans. The food was stale and dry, but it would do for now. In the morning he would go out and find some fresh meat. He would need the protein or else he would lose his muscles, and that was just not an option!

Delia followed Blaze out, pondering herself over where Chivalry and the blue thing went. There went my meal... she thought grimly as she padded behind the beast of muscles. Odd, she didn't think Chivalry was the type to simply run off, but then again, he was pretty scared of the town. Maybe it, along with the black dragon, was just too much for him. Shame... he was interesting...

Soon to follow her reverie on the gallade came a loud snap and thud, momentarily erasing her thoughts on the previous subject. She immediately transformed into, for once, an undead yellow thing -or whatever Koin was- and tackled the intruder. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" she screamed, her voice more of a banshee's than her own; deep, guttural grunts and high-pitched screeches resounded into the empty air. She took another look and licked her lips. "How plump you are..."

Maybe she had found another meal...

A loud noise. A horrid, bloodied image of himself. The darkening night sky. Koin pricked his ears at the sound outside, following after Delia warily. So she takes a Jolteon! Of all things! It was difficult enough accepting that he was her teammate, but mocking him by becoming his kind? It's going a little far in my standards! The Jolteon came out with thoughts of how to get back at Delia (perhaps painting myself her colors?), when he stepped out and noticed the gigantic thing on the ground.

Koin forgot about revenge. Having plenty of surprises in a single day to frighten Eevees to their mothers, the Jolteon figured that having a preempt on this one was a one-up for them. He skittered around the thing to come above its head, peering into the beady eyes.

Red skinned. Dark eyes. Menacing sharp teeth. Despite all the signs that indicated a full-out killer, Koin couldn't bring himself to hate the Pokemon. It didn't smell dead, and the eyes were only full of surprise. No intent on killing within. "...." The Jolteon only stared at the crocodile-like Pokemon. What brought this obviously powerful Pokemon to the undead world of Johto? Koin was suddenly more interested than frightened.

Blaze watched as Delia ran toward the noise of splinting wood. Her form changed into a bloodier version of Koin and trampled whatever it was that had made that noise. The actualy Koin followed up behind her looking none too happy about seeing an infected jolteon.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" She heard Delia scream Blaze's ears pricked at the tone and the ugly sounding screech. She came up behind them to bring in some light and inspect the pokemon herself.
"How plump you are..." Delia muttered.
Blaze snorted "Quit drooling Delia, You don't want to eat this one. Though he's not acting like it right now this pokemon could have you as a snack."
From her time in the Unova region she regonized the pokemon from one of the trainers that she had seen, Krookodile if she remembered right it was some sort of desert crocodile. It had been a tough little bugger and had given the Sawsbuck of the group some trouble. And if her words weren't enough the large mouth covered in knife sharp teeth should give the little black fox some sort of hint.
"Also I don't think your current form will do much to scare him more then he already is." She gave him some sort of inspection her red eyes glaring there was no trace of infection on him and she calmed letting out a sigh a small cloud of her cold breath surronded her face.
"I am Blaze, the yellow one standing next to you is Koin and the one who tackled you is Delia. Would you mind sharing yours?"