Well, before you went on your oh so pleasant rampage, this guy was bugging the bird back at the lab. You really don't remember 'the flying whale' Kyogre?
Lugia gave the mutated cat a slight snarl, the shadowed blood beginning to boil within him. 'Impudent, disrespectful little fu-- No... No, calm down... He's just as pissy as you are,'
the great Avian growled inwardly. It took much mental fortitude to ebb the rage, and hopefully, Mewtwo understood. He shook his head free of the thoughts of dismembering the little prick as he kept himself aloft in the air and focused on the information that Mewtwo had so happily provided. Kyogre...
He honestly didn't remember much from transforming... just the emotions that came with it. He rememebred Honchkrow, sitting there, with his knowing crimson glare, he remembered the lab, how the sky burned, and... His eyes widened at the realization. Articuno... Oh, Arceus save him, ARTICUNO!
Memories finally flooded back, and he remembered the purple-tinted aeroblasts he had flung about, one hitting... Without another word, he propelled himself forward, back to the Key Lab. Mewtwo could wait, he had to see her...
Cipher Key Lab| Early Morning
It wasn't long with Lugia's impressive speed that he returned to the Lab, nearly falling out of the air with shock. The lab was now completely destroyed, by his own aeroblasts or some other attack, he couldn't really tell. All his focus was on the bit of cerulean hidden beneath the rubble. Immediately, he went to it, pushing away the offending debris to reveal his daughter, as he feared, dead.
Her eyes were still open, wide with fear, her last thoughts obviously frightening. The wound he himself had inflicted still oozed with coagulated blood, her chest ripped open more to reveal a missing organ. He staggered back as he realized her body had been desecrated, her tail feather that defined her form now missing. The Legend went to his knees, his great wings down to help support his large frame as his head lowered to his daughter's. It was a gentle touch, but Lugia's eyes squeezed shut against it.
The sound he emitted was not of rage nor anger, but sorrow, sweet, simple sorrow that filled his oldest song, the one that reunited his children after a quarrel. The melody that brought them together, that unified them. The notes were broken, soft and fragile, mimicking the player's state of mind. All too soon, the melody ended, and Lugia was left to break down completely into tears. He had done this. He had killed her himself... It was his fault. If he were to find his other children, what would he do? How would he tell them...? Would he kill them, too...?
((OOC: Yes, Kyogre, the team will soon be put on hold.))