The NEW BARK Team

Sparks of irritation still playing across his fur the manectric carefully rests his nose against the makeshift tomb. The hard layer of blackish glass will prevent the corpses from being dug up easily, not that there was enough meat left on them for most undead to bother.
The hint of ozone that still lingers in the melted glass comforts him, it reminds him of a comfortable nest of lightning struck dirt playing over with friendly sparks.
Shaking his light blue mane Javolt turns and picks a path out of the small village with an utmost precision.
"We go this way." He barks the order and strides off at a swift pace without bothering to see if the Glaceon will follow.

(I'll have Meghdad take over as leader once he is over the grief of loosing Luna and Taoide)

Meghdad's ears laid back against his head in irritation of the command in the Manectric's words and he wanted to snap at the electric type but he just didn't have the energy to do so at the moment since the death of Luna and Taoide was still fresh on his mind. The Glaceon sighed softly and just followed the Manectric. He noticed that Javolt didn't seemed to care if he followed him or not which had the fresh snow Pokemon wonder if he would even miss him if Meghdad didn't follow him or for that matter if Javolt will even realize it.

(Sorry just thought I bring the confident Meghdad back slowly)

Pretty much entirely ignoring his follower, after all it was hardly his concern whatever happened to the glaceon, Javolt trots out of the small area settled by the humans to the surrounding forests.
Here any food he could take lawfully without having to worry about possibly stealing from humans.
Still the harvest is meagre here as well. What few berries he can easily reach are unripe and would be very bitter.
However on a twitsting vine just out of reach he can see a pair of plump oran berries with only a few minor blemishes.
His stomach growls audibly, to the manetric's embarrassment.
"Meghdad can you reach or otherwise dislodge those berries?" The Inspector asks, resting his paws on the tree trunk.
They are just out of reach of his snapping jaws, to the electric type's frustration.
Relying on others was a habit he could not allow himself to fall into.

Meghdad head the Manectric's words about the berries and look up at the tree to see the Oran berries that look like they will be good to eat for both of them. "Meghdad can you reach or otherwise dislodge those berries?" The Glaceon heard Javolt say. Meghdad held back a growl at how the Manectric was ordering him around. Normally he wouldn't mind it but the rude electric type could have been nice enough to say please when he was asking him to do something but for now the ice type just let it go and using his speed the Glaceon jump up in the tree and jump around until he reached the branch that held the berries putting his weight on the branch to bend it down for the Manectric so he could get the berries but not putting so much weight on it that the branch will break under his paws. It would have been easier to use his Ice Beam on the berries but there would have been a chance that his ice will freeze the berries and make then unediable.

The Manectric reaches up and gently plucks down both berries, careful not to accidentally break the skin and damage the flesh. His slobber would not contribute to a healthy meal.
He nods approvingly at the Glaceon before taking one of the berries, the smaller one, between his paws and hungrily gnawing at it.
"Thank you for your assistance." The electric canine says brusquely although his thanks are genuine.
Meghdad has yet to talk back or outright challenge him, something the Manetric appreciates. This was no time for power disputes, strong leadership was needed to weather the storm of this horrible disease and if there was no-one else he would take charge or else anarchy would reign.
Javolt swallows the pulped remains of the berry and licks the last juices from his light yellow furred chin. The berries were not entirely ripe and his teeth ache from the effort of chewing.

All of a sudden the wind changes and as if an electrical charge has shot through his entire body the Inspector raises his hackles and barks a warning at the horizon.
"Something is coming! Guard yourself good glaceon!" The Manectric barks as the nearby forest ripples.
Sparks of electricity spark along his fur and the air fills with the acrid scent of Ozone as thunderclouds start to boil into existence around his form.
Trees are roughly shoved aside by a three clawed hand crusted with blood and grime.
Javolt barks at it, electricity sparking along his jaws.
"Cease and desist!" The Manetric yells at the hulking figure of the approaching undead Dragonite.

Meghdad nodded at Javolt's words glad that he said thanks for what he did. The Glaceon jumped down from the branch, after Javolt gently removed the berries from the branch, and went over to the remaining berry that Javolt left for him. He began to eat the berry and enjoyed the energy it gave him. He had just finished his berry when Javolt said, "Something is coming! Guard yourself good glaceon!" Which caused Meghdad to jump up on his paws and glance at the area that Javolt was looking at and saw the undead Dragonite which caused Meghdad's ears to laid back against his head as he bared his canines at the dragon Pokemon. He had the advantage over the creature but for now he will wait to make his move first and he also wanted to let Javolt decide on what to do.

The Manectric does not pause at all and fixes fiery fangs straight around one leathery arm, holding his jaws fast.
The dragonite roars and flails him against the ground but Javolt merely tightens his grip and refuses to let go.
Foul tasting black blood floods his mouth, forcing the electric type to finally release his grip to spit.
"Halt!" He barks at the undead dragon which merely roars back in return.
The flurry of a miniature thunderstorm playing about his mane the Manectric charges at it again, caring nothing for his own safety.

(Skip me this once I can't think of anything detailed enough for a post to have Meghdad do. I'll hopefully think of something my next post but for now have it that Meghdad is getting ready to use Hail. He will be using it as an advantage with his ability.)

Tirelessly the Manetric harries the large dragon, digging his fangs of Fire and Thunder alternately into the undead's leathery purple speckled skin and only letting go when he feared the infected blood would get into his mouth or the dragon smacked him off.
Second by second he overwrote his own tiredness to get back up again and again.
"Cease...and...desist!" He panted before once again diving into the fray.
A three clawed orange hand smacked him out of the air midjump as the Dragonite roared gutterally and smashed a statically charged punch down into the Manectric.
A few drops of dark blood flew from the Inspector's mouth as the ground cracked underneath him.
"M-Meghdad..." He says weakly, struggling to get back to his feet as the Dragonair's fist glows bright golden yellow with another Thunder Punch. His ribs are at the very least seriously bruised if not outright broken and the Electric type is struggling to get to his feet in time, his one good eye fixing defiantly on the Undead.
With a twist of his neck he leaps out of the way of the falling elemental punch, the blow shattering the ground in front of him as he almost playfully bats the undead dragon with his forepaw and sends a massive static charge through the undead's entire frame.
It twitches as its muscles cease to obey its own commands.
It is paralyzed.
"Some assistence would be appreciated Glaceon." Javolt says pointedly and coughs a small splatter of blood as his abused ribs ache.

"M-Meghdad... Some assistence would be appreciated Glaceon." Meghdad heard Javolt say. The Glaceon was already working on helping the Manectric before he said anything. A grey cloud showed up in the sky before hail began to fall from it. As it hailed Meghdad's ability kick in and he began to disappear in the snow and used Ice Beam on the undead dragon. He noticed that another Ice Beam joined his causing the Glaceon to see a Dewott come onto the scene. The Glaceon appricated him helping them out but after the death of Luna and Taoide the Glaceon isn't too trusting of strangers and won't relax around this Dewott until he is sure that he doesn't mean harm to the remains of his group.

With a swift sniff to make sure the berry is not tainted the elderly Manectric hurriedly snaps the Sitrus berry up and feels some of the strength return to his limbs.
Paralysed and now with thick sheets of ice from the two Ice Beam's immobilizing its legs and turning the loose orange skin black with frost bite the Dragonite looks far easier to handle.
The Inspector takes a deep breath, his sensitive nose now flooded with the clearest of scents.
He could detect the crisp sharp scent of the Glaceon's fur and the perfume of mingled berries, in particular Oran, that lingered on the Dewott's fur.
He tucked those scents away for later reference, if needed he could use them later to track down the two anywhere in the region.
However most of all he focused on the dry rot tinged lizard smell of the undead Dragonite, keeping it in his mind's eye to focus his attacks.
He keeps his good eye on the side with the newly arrived Dewott which unfortunately means keeping the Glaceon on his other blinded side.
It was a long time before he trusted anyone enough to let them into his blind spot but desperate times called for desperate measures.
"For attempted murder of an officer of the law your sentence is death. How do you appeal?" He barks at the dragonite which merely rotates its powerful shoulders.
The ice starts to crack ominously.
"Glaceon, Dewott, this dragon has chosen death." He tells them, preparing a final blow of execution as the hail falls around them.
The Manectric ignores the fist sized chunks of ice that start to fall although they bruise his skin under the fur.
The effect they are having on the massive dragon is far worse and, as predicted, the Glaceon is becoming only the more powerful from the change in the weather.
The ice cold chill only seems to invigorate the other canine, he is cloaked in a fine sort of mist from the falling frozen rain and the Manectric has fought enough battles to know the deadly result of such an ability.
Sparks crackling around his jaws Javolt can only wonder at the motives of the Dewott.
What his purpose for being here and for him just leaping blindly into battle like that?
Javolt growls under his breath, suspicious but not willing to act against a potential ally just yet...

((OOC: Quick note for later Taka, rules are mainly just that you can launch an attack but it's up to whose pokemon is being attacked as to the result. Also lets all get one more good blow in before the Dragonite dies <3 ))

The Dragonite is knocked backwards by the force of the Water Pulse that tears a violent gash across it's paler scaled chest but also weakens the caked ice holding it still. Hailstones still bouncing off its purple speckled hide it roars and leaps forwards with a surprising speed for something frostbitten and withered from the waist down, its ivory fangs wide as it aims to bite deep into the nearest pokemon, the Manectric.
Javolt leaps up to meet the blow instead of flinching away from it.
Thunder edged fangs dig deep into the softer scale of the Dragonite's neck as the Inpsector bites down with all his might and tears out the creature's throat.
Wounded and still spasming from paralysis it falls like a tree and Javolt cannot land in time.
Its claws slash deeply across his backside and thick streams of blood leak out onto his faded blue fur.
The Electric type howls in pain as his lower half collapses under him.
With a last growl of satisfaction the dragon falls as Javolt painfully pulls himself oujt from under its paw.
One leg has been badly gashed and he knows it will scar but it still supports his weight, if only barely.
The other he has to keep looking back at to check it is still attached. Even though blood runs down it he can't feel a thing. The blow has stripped his nerve endings and that paw hangs uselessly, dead to the touch.
The dragonite lays still on the ground, struggling to get its dead limbs to raise it up and growling.
Javolt tenderly licks the wound and looks over to the Dewott.
"Finish it."

((OOC:Taka, the death blow goes to you <3))

(Guys you realize that you skip me don't you)

Meghdad used another Ice Beam to help finish off the Dragonite. Once the dragon type Pokemon fell at their attacks he listen as the Dewott introduce himself as Taka. The fresh snow Pokemon still didn't trust the Dewott even though he helped in this battle. Meghdad is grateful for the help but with all new strangers that come into the group because he isn't willing to risk the others in his group. Since the Dewott introduce himself to them the Glaceon decided it be best to give his name in return, "The name is Meghdad. Thanks for your help Taka." He will still be polite but he will not trust the Dewott unless he completely proves that he means no harm to the group.

((OOC: Sorry about that Silve, I was under the impression that Meghdad was in the safehouse for some bizzare reason ^^;))

With a curiously young whimper for something so old Javolt sits harshly and inspects his wounded leg. Blood is matting the blue fur from the gash the Dragonite's claws have slashed either side of his upright golden tail. The wound stings fit to make him howl where it crosses one leg but it is shallower there, sinking to a deep pit on the other numb limb.
Twisting his head acround the Manectric carefully licks clean his wound and winces at the pain.
He cannot let this defeat him, he will not let some wound make him yelp like a whipped dog! He was an Officer!
Licking the last dark drips of blood from his jaws the Manectric turns his gaze to the now still corpse of the Dragonite and raises a black gum to show his ivory teeth.
It was completely dead now and he feels no sympathy for the many brutal wounds of the execution.
With one last desperate attempt he digs his own teeth deep into his injured leg, feels the skin puncture under his jaws and tastes his own blood but feels no pain.
The limb has been completely deadened.
Hobbling to his three good feet the Manectric inclines his head in a guesture of adknowledgement to Meghdad for his aid.
The murky skies appear to start to clear although a few hailstones still fall.
Then he turns to the Dewott, limping over and giving the small water type a good sniffing.
"I am Inspector Javolt." He says, holding himself up proud and straight with blood oozing over his greying fur and one leg flopped uselessly.
"We thank you for your aid Taki."

Meghdad looked at Javolt with deep concern when he saw one of his legs was seriously hurt. Meghdad watch as Taka grabbed a big leaf and put some of the hail in it. The Glaceon was grateful for the Dewott's helping the Manectric but he look around for the Poke Mart and the Pokemon Center where he was sure they could heal the Manectric. He wasn't sure on how else to help him but he went closer to the two of them. "Thanks for helping him Taka. Inspector lets see if we can find the Pokemon Center still standing. I'm sure the wounds can be healed there if there is still power going on in the place but if not I can search for the Pokemart and see if I can find the items needed to help you with your leg," he said. He then looked at Taka and said, "If there is still power in the Pokemon center do you think you'll be able to start the machine for the inspector, Taka?"

The manectric clenches his teeth tightly as the makeshift ice pack goes onto his wounds. After a breif stinging it begins to sooth the pain.
"Yes, that would be the best course of action." Javolt says, trying to keep the rasp of pain out of his voice.
The crushed hail soothes the stinging wound in his rump although his leg is still worryingly irresponsive. Medical atenttion was a matter of great importance if he did not want to lose the limb.
Moving at a far slower pace then normal he manages to hobble to his three good legs without so much as a whimper of pain.
Turning his head so his good eye can see the Dewott the faint traces of a smile play across his still blood dripping jaws at the salute.
It does his old heart good to see that his position still has some respect to certain pokemon.
The Dewott, with smaller clawed hands rather than his clumsy paws was his only chance to repair his wound without it becoming septic or infected. If worse came to worse he would have to gnaw it off then sear the wound shut with his Fire Fang.
Trying not to whimpers as he puts weight on his other injured, although still functional, limb Javolt turns his grizzled snout towards the Glaceon.
"Meghdad you know this area best, lead the way." He says harshly, trying to take a step and nearly collapsing when he has to rest on his hind leg.
This is going to be a long painful journey, no matter how much he tried to hide it.
His pain is only eased by his satisfaction that the undead Dragonite has been promoted to fully dead and the only one to get hurt was him.

Meghdad growled at the Dewott when he poked his shoulder and moved away from the water type. He then looked at Javolt as he heard him say to him harshly, "Meghdad you know this area best, lead the way." This caused the Fresh Snow Pokemon to give a slight glare but he dropped it when he figured it's because Javolt was in pain and wasn't use to following someone else's lead unless it was his partner. The Glaceon shook his head and waited to see if Javolt will let Taki, as the Dewott corrected him, help him out. He still didn't like the water type too much so he will be making sure he doesn't try anything funny while Meghdad lead the way to the Pokemon Center.

Javolt flinches back at the contact, it is on his blind side, and physically has to restrain himself from whirling around and snapping at the Dewott. As it is a tiny whimper breaks free from his lips despite himself and with that sign of weakness already out in the open Javolt reluctantly allows a bit of his weight to fall of the Dewott although for his own pride he tries to walk by himself as much as possible.
Wincing in pain he leans down to scoop up a small bit of snapped tree branch, debris from the Dragonite's entry and clutches it tightly between his jaws to bite on. He is going to need it for the long walk ahead.
Focusing on taking one step at a time he misses the Glaceon's slight glare.
Trying to contain his pain the grizzled Manectric takes a few shaky steps forwards and manages a slow shambling walk behind the Glaceon.
He bites down on his stick as he accidentally steps on a pointed stone and it bruises one paw.
"We must move swiftly"
The leaf of the ice pack is already starting to dye red with his blood and the tiny droplets oozing down his hindpaws will leave a drip trail for other Undead to follow unless they get the would stitched up quickly.

Meghdad kept a look out for any possible danger as well as on the Dewott while he led the way. Soon he saw the familiar form of a red roof just ahead of the group which told him that the Pokemon Center was ahead. "We're almost there. I hope there is power going still. Taki, if the power is still working can you use your hands to start the machine in there so we can help heal Inspector Javolt and then we can go to the Pokemart to get Potions and such," he asked politely. He may not trust the Dewott but the water type is the only one with human like hands that may be able to work the machine in the Pokemon Center so that they could help Javolt heal. He didn't want the Manectric to suffer anymore then he has to with that hurt leg of his.