Pastoria City || Morning [Storming]
Eleroo 151 || Seek 141
Seek shuffled her paws to find better purchase on the muddy ground. Who did this guy think he was? The others argued back, just as annoyed with its presence as she was, but it was like talking to brick wall. Nothing they were saying was getting through to it, like he had an answer for everything. Shrenron made a strong point; nothing could smell them from inside
that building. Then they would have smelled the rest of the 'mons in the city! But he didn't seem to hear, simply pacing before them while flexing its long fingers. "You came from there. Sure sounds like a scent trail to me."
The Aiveon growled to herself. How, how
? Wouldn't the rain and wind of washed that away? Or, were marshes different somehow?
Smacking her teeth the Aiveon was prepared to fight back, but Felix beat her to the punch. Her eyes bugged as he outed them for healing him up, but thankfully the Floatzel didn't connect those dots and instead went for the personal attack on it. "You're none too bright if you don't realize I'm looking out for my own. It's no shit they come before those trying to screw up everything we've worked for."
Irritation tingled along Seek's spine. Something about that didn't seem right. Sure, you care for your own, but why make an enemy instead of an ally? "So that gives you the right to attack us first?! You went straight for the punch instead of the branch!"
Shenron continued trying to be peaceful with a great offer. "Do you kill and dispose of the bodies? If that's the case, I will gladly burn these bodies to ash if it will placate you."
Crossing its arm the Floatzel pondered for a second, as though they had finally found common ground. With a small tchh
a sickly grin spread as it chuffed, "The first good idea comes out. It's too bad nothing burns effectively in this downpour."
Though there was small progress it was immediately backtracked as another continued. "You care so much about wanting us out, but yet you can't see a fire type that would die from the rain?!"
It's dark eyes showed no humor, no amusement as it plainly said, "Little rain ain't gonna kill that lizard.""Then if it is agreeable, we will depart. Assuming the whole of the party agrees its an appropriate time.""You would then keep us from leaving?""We don't wanna be here anymore..""We were just going-"
With the arguing getting them no where everyone seemed to land on the same idea. They wanted to leave, he
wanted them to leave, but his lips drew back as he barked. "All of yall, just shut up!"
He finally snapped, puffs of frosty air existing for a single heartbeat in its maw before the rain snuffed the chill out. Any work they had put in vanished from its eyes as it stared them down, gaze shifting across them one by one as it spat. "Let me get this straight- we have a spineless yellow belly, a giant push over, a curious after thought, a wimp of a pipsqueak, and a brat on a high horse. That's your collective?"
Its paws curled into fists, and it threw one in front of itself as it continued. "Y'all think you can just come into someone else's home, trash the place, and just leave? That some excuses just make it all better, like nothing happened?!"
His twin tails smacked the ground, and he huffed, "I gave you the chance to leave. I ain't given ya another."
With a crank of his neck the Floatzel gurgled up a mouthful of water, and within two steps was dowsed within an Aqua Jet. Kicking off with one paw he shot forward, undeterred by the agitated Pokemon as he reached for one that had stepped forward. He squeaked, paws skittering and trying to find purchase within the mud, but Eleroo could not move before a firm paw slammed down on the back of his neck.
With a twist of his tails and kick of practiced feet the Floatzel easily turned around and shot off again while plucking the Radeon from the ground. The yoink of his scruff drove the air from his body, and the skinny Pokemon's eyes widened as the world flew by around him. Panic surged through his body, his eyes struggling to keep up with the rapidly growing distance between him and his friends. With an arc in his motion the weasel seized putting distance between them just long enough to call back, "Y'all won't be leaving until you've paid for what you've done!"
With that, he continued to jet deeper into the city."Eleroo!"
He heard Seek yowl, but already her voice sounded so far away. "Give him back!"
The snatched Pokemon couldn't breathe. Any air came fast and short, his thoughts dulled as his dangling body was bumped and bruised. The stress was immediate, the panic within his mind screaming to struggle, to escape, to not let this happen, but the Radeon's body felt limp beneath the mass of his fright. His paws kicked meekly, but between the water and jerky force of their launch it was not noticeable. As his companions disappeared from sight he could only give a pitiful whine as his mind faded out in duress."No, no stop- give him back!!"
Seek wailed, splashing forward and taking flight after after them. "Give him baaack!"
The driving wind had not let up, trying its best to throw her off course, but the Aiveon refused to be stopped. She flapped with fury, propelling herself faster to catch up to the thief. She tried to stay low, but with each building she rounded she did not see the blazing blue shape and had to go higher. Soaring above the roofline the flying type fought her burning muscles to move forward, but no matter how high she flew or how far she went she did not see or hear her target. No.
Where did they go? How could they have vanished?! "Eleroo?!"
She cried out, but the only response was the endless drone of the boundless rain. Refusing to stop she circled above the town, eyes honed for an orange or purple blip, but the dull colors of the city were not broken.
They just.. disappeared.
As her adrenaline rush started to fade, Seek came to a still hover in the air. A wall of emotion tried to hit her, but as she reluctantly headed back toward the terminal she refused to let it in. She refused to think, to feel, to let anything enter her mind. Thoughts and emotions bashed her mental barrier, daring her to lose her stoic facade. Not yet. Her paws shook, making her course uneven as the exhaustion and cold tried to work at her. Not yet.
Autopiloting to the right building, the sight of the Marsh in the distance tried to make the flying type sick, but again she fought, throwing up as many crumbling, mental walls as she could. The trip back felt endless, her resolve rattling until, finally, she touched down beside the familiar corpse of the Tropius.
Struggling to keep it together Seek kept her head down as she approached her party. If they went back inside, if she sat, if she had a chance-- The endless void was poised to last, ready to swallow her, until her sights landed squarely on the rain-filled shapes of Eleroo's muddy paw prints. Her cheeks twitched, expression quivering into heartbreak as her resolve finally broke. An internal shattering like broken glass let loose all within her mind. Driving her paws into the mud the child screamed, wailing into the air with nothing but raw emotion. Scarce tears rolled down her sodden cheeks, impossible to see within the rain. He was gone.
She looked at the others, personally tragedy clear on her face, and stared hatefully at the so called legendary. A psychic, a god
, a creature of divine intervention who did nothing. Overwhelmed by every sense and thought the Aiveon charged him, stopping short from the tug of mud to rear up and send her new Air Slash flying. "Why didn't you do something?!"