Chapter 52: Fury.
#52 of Pokemon Rangers 2: Eddies: A pokemon story.
Many things about the entire situation remain confusing, even to this day.
As an example, after the initial fallout following their arrival had subsided, where did the creatures go? Given only speculation remains as to their eventual fate, was the government involved, or had they simply vanished as mysteriously as they arrived?
Or are they living amongst us still, hidden from the prying eyes of the general populace by those sworn to protect them?
Perhaps we'll never know, just as it's as unlikely we'll ever be told the real truth as to their mysterious presence in our world. The government has covered it up, the people involved remain mute, and the creatures themselves; these pokemon; are the biggest enigma of the lot.
At least their presence here has answered one important question that's plagued humanity since the dawn of its creation.
We are not alone.
Perhaps we never have been.
Eddies
Chapter 52: Fury.
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Eddies 52
The on-call nurse stepped over Suicune's tails as she slipped into the critical care room, where Tony lay in an induced coma. She gave the big pokémon an involuntary glance, wary of his presence, but he didn't stir as she passed. He continued to lay curled up beside the door to the room with his head on his paws, where he'd stayed ever since they had wheeled the soldier in from surgery, not leaving his chosen post except to seek a drink of water or relieve himself.
Sighing, she checked Tony's vitals, finding his pulse slow but steadier than it had been earlier. His condition was still critical, and at this stage it was touch and go whether the man would pull through. Giving the closed door a glance, she hoped he would, as she certainly wouldn't want to be the one to tell the big blue creature keeping watch over him that he'd passed away.
Suicune had found Tony lying in a large pool of blood, unconscious and barely breathing. When Raikou arrived moments later with his passengers, Chris had taken one look at the prone form and told Skyy to return to the army camp with Raikou and seek emergency assistance. Skyy nodded, eyes wide at the soldiers dilemma, and leapt onto Raikou back even as the legendary span around in a cloud of dust to set out for the camp at an incredible pace.
Dropping beside Tony, Chris touched his fingers to the man's bare neck, feeling a faint pulse faltering beneath the pale, cold skin. Alive at least, he breathed out, wondering whether he could do anything to stop the slow, sluggish bleeding from the man's chest.
Hell, this was beyond anything he knew how to deal with, he cursed to himself, ripping off his shirt and pressing it over the wound in a vain attempt to staunch the flow. Looking up at Suicune, he shook his head at the devastated face above and had to call out the pokémon's name twice before he started at the sound, swinging his face from Tony's to Chris before shaking his head as he began a low keening.
"Paw here!" ordered Chris, pointing to the shirt as he tried to break the legendaries panic. When the pokémon ignored him, he yelled out his name again, this time getting through as the pain filled noise paused and Suicune refocussed towards him.
"Freak later! We need to try and stop this bleeding, Suicune! I need your help; Tony needs your help!"
Nodding hesitantly, Suicune placed a paw over the shirt as directed, looking on helplessly as a red, warm stain began spreading beneath his pads. Chris had grabbed for the soldier's medi-kit, tossing items onto the ground until he finally spotted the objects he'd heard about; a pair of XStat syringes for gunshot wounds still in their sterile packaging. He'd remembered Bill mentioning these had become standard issue in the army packs, and while having no experience with them, didn't have much of a choice.
Filled with compressed sponges coated in coagulant, they were designed to seal up a wound through a combination of expansion of the sponges, and constriction of the torn vessels via the coagulant, staunching the blood flow almost immediately.
Shredding the wrapping, Chris gritted his teeth and pushed Suicune's paw aside, pulled back the shirt and forced the huge syringe into the hole all the way to the handle. Pushing down on the plunger, he packed the first hole as best he could before repeating the process on the second. With the blood flow potentially halted, he was able to roll the soldier onto his side into the recovery position, checking to ensure his airway was clear and resting his cheek on the sodden shirt, which was still better than the dirt below.
While the bleeding had been arrested, the flickering beat of the man's pulse had Chris worried, but there was little else he could do until real help arrived. So, he turned his attention to the pokémon sitting opposite, who had pressed a bloodied paw to his muzzle, eyes huge as they stared down at the man lying before them.
Chris reached across and drew the paw away, leaving a large smear of red matting the creatures cheek. At the touch, Suicune gave him a wide eyed look, and Chris said quietly "They'll be here soon. We've done all we can."
Suicune groaned, eyes returning to Tony's pale face as he whispered "He can't die! Please..."
Chris didn't answer, but kept a watch on Tony's vitals until the medics arrived twenty minutes later, attending to the critically injured man before loading him into an APV and returning to the base hospital.
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"Does it have to lie there? It's lying in the way!" the consulting surgeon demanded of Steph, as she looked up from a chair beside her brother to glare at the ignorant officer in scrubs, who had pushed into the room to check on Tony.
Suicune lifted his face to glare at the man, which had him take a step backwards nervously, but the pokémon dropped his head to his paws as Steph gave him a subtle shake of her head.
"Given he isn't hurting anyone, I don't see what the problem is... Doctor." she paused insolently, giving him a loaded look, which clearly wasn't appreciated by the surgeon.
"Jesus, when we're letting animals into the hospital, I have to question where this army is heading..." he muttered, but stopped as Suicune let out a low, harsh growl, followed by a threatening "Don't! Don't say another word!"
The surgeon paused, giving the huge, glaring creature a worried glance, but kept his mouth shut as he finished his assessment. Without a backwards look, he pushed his way from the room, leaving Steph and Suicune alone with Tony.
Sighing, she dropped into the chair beside the bed, rubbing her face in exhaustion. She'd been first on the scene when the ambulance arrived and Tony had been hurriedly carried into surgery. She'd also assisted in the operation to attend his wounds, and had blessed the rapid thinking of the Farm owners kid, who had thought to staunch the bleeding with the XStat's. If he hadn't, Tony would have likely bled out before trained help had reached him. Even so, they'd near drained their stock of O+ blood on hand during the operation, pumping over five litres of donor blood through him as the wounds were repaired.
The damage had been extensive, and the surgeon on duty had grave concerns as to whether he'd pull through. Still, Tony was a fighter and had defied the odds so far, although he was a long way from being out of danger.
Getting up with a groan, she crossed the room to drop beside Suicune, resting a hand on his neck and gently stroking his fur, giving him was reassurance she could. She'd been the one who had cleaned him up after the surgery, using wet towels to wipe the dried blood from his fur, and he'd barely said a word since, just remaining near his friend as he lay unconscious.
The medical personnel were surprisingly intolerant of his presence, and she knew there were objections being made to higher powers that he be removed from the facility. At one point, a head doctor had told him to leave, but confronted with the furious pokémon, had backed down quickly enough. Wisely, so far no one else had attempted to get him moved.
A good idea, thought Steph dryly, stroking Suicune's cheek with tender fingers. She'd come to see the depths of the feeling the creature had for her brother, and had to admit, he was as good a friend as the stubborn shit could ever hope to have.
It didn't make the waiting any easier, mind. But she hoped Suicune knew he was amongst friends, even in such a hostile environment.
The moment was broken, however, when the door to the room opened, and the offended doctor re-entered, accompanied by a pair of MP's. Pointing down at the pokémon, he said rudely "Get that thing out of here!"
Steph's eyes widened, even as she felt a snarl creep up Suicune's throat. Rising slowly, he towered over the offending trio, lower jaw dropping to bare large fangs, and he lifted up a paw with long claws extended, ready to make his objection to the insult physical rather than verbal.
Cursing, Steph stood, stepping between the parties to grip Suicune's jowls with both hands, turning the furious eyes to meet her own.
"It isn't worth it! They're not worth it!!" she hissed to him quietly, and he paused, before finally nodding slightly. Releasing her breath as the pokémon let the tension leave his muscles, without a further word Suicune pushed past the waiting MP's to leave the room, as they escorted him from the building.
With the threat now gone and his petty objective achieved, the doctor let out a chuckle, which turned into a groan as Steph swung hard, hitting him in the jaw with a right hook that sent him crashing to the floor.
Bending over the man who stared at her in shock as he nursed his bruised face, she cursed at him fluently. "You fucking arsehole!" she began, and his eyes narrowed.
"That's going to get you court-martialled, nurse..." he swore, but she readied her fist for a second blow, causing him to flinch away, and she gave him a nasty glare at his reaction.
"Go right ahead, douche bag. When it happens, I'm going to have Suicune and his brothers pay you a visit during the night, and let them explain to you why that'd be such a truly fucking dumb idea. He wasn't hurting anyone. You just wanted to prove some sort of retarded point. Well, consider it made. You're a cunt. You've always been a cunt, and the only thing that's likely to change in your future is if you fuck with us further, him or me, you'll be a very, very dead cunt!"
The man blanched, but didn't make further comment, instead getting to his feet and storming from the room furiously. As he departed, she muttered so he could overhear "Dead man walking...", to which he paused momentarily in the door entrance before shutting it quietly behind him as he left.
Shaking her head in disgust, Steph stepped to Tony's side, resting a hand on his arm comfortingly, but soon left the room to track down Suicune before he did something they'd likely all regret.
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The subtle request for an "off record" meeting with Cameron Marshke took Scott and Storm by surprise. Still, given the fact the police commissioner and his staff were the only officials willing to offer the pokémon any sort of break, coupled with their proactive response towards Bill and Shadow, Scott was willing to give them the benefit of the doubt.
When Paul approached the Rangers later that day inviting them to a private B.B.Q, he mentioned he'd invited "a few of the police staff" as well. When Scott asked if any of the army folk were attending, the farm owner shook his head, giving him a loaded look that wasn't hard to comprehend.
He could feel it in his bones. Shit was flying, Scott mused, and the army was up to something.
He had already teed it up with Raikou and Chris, telling them to keep their eyes and ears open for anything that might affect the group. So far, they only reported that the police seemed busy, but the army wouldn't let them approach closely enough to get further details.
By six that night, the back patio was packed with humans and pokémon. Entei had declined the invite, citing the space was cramped enough without his presence, but had promised to remain close by in case they needed to consult with him. Still, when Steph arrived, an unusually melancholy Suicune in tow who refused to meet the eyes of his friends, he knew things were getting worse.
Scott was glad the nurse had volunteered to keep an eye on the pokémon, as he had refused to discuss his concerns with the others. Suppressing his emotions inside like this couldn't be good for him, but even Chris had failed at making the legendary open up, and had given it in when the first few attempts had failed.
Chris and Skyy were already sitting at the table talking to Storm, who had perched on a bar stool nearby drinking something from a tall glass with a small umbrella in it. Scott smirked, giving his partner a questioning look as he nodded at the drink, but received a raised claw in response.
Chuckling, he went back to chatting with Paul and Raikou, the topic inconsequential as they waited for the remainder of the guests to arrived. When they finally approached from the darkness beyond the garden, they did so en masse, the glowing eyes of the luxray the first thing the Ranger spotted as they crossed the compound.
Bill and Shadow had been doing well both in personal training and while under the care of the police chief, and Scott had little fear they'd be well protected by their colleagues and peers if anything untoward happened with the army. Still, the young police officer gave him a loaded look as they climbed the rear stairs, and Scott's hunch they weren't just there for the steak was confirmed.
With the meal prepared, the group took their seats at the massive outdoor timber table, while the four legged pokémon were served from large stainless plates set out by Gwen nearby. As always, the food was spectacular, and with the conversation kept to casual topics, it wasn't long before they found themselves sitting back, the humans (not to mention a few of the pokémon) sipping a ten year old port Paul had proffered from his office bar.
Eventually though, the police commissioner coughed, thanking Gwen and Paul for their hospitality before getting to the crux of the matter.
"I appreciate you all taking the time to meet tonight" he said, swirling the amber liquid around his port glass, before polishing it off in a final sip. "I'd love to say it's purely social, but we all know it unfortunately isn't."
Sighing, he nodded his thanks at Paul, who had leaned over to top off his glass, but paused before continuing.
"I had a meeting with Jobes a few days ago" he continued simply, leaning back to give Scott, in particular, a long look. "I'd truly hoped to have the opportunity to discuss this with you before now, but as we know, there really hasn't been any opportunity."
"Yeah, things have been real fucked up. So, let's cut to the chase, huh?" said Storm, crossing his arms and giving the man a glare. Surprisingly, even though his partner gave him a filthy look, Cameron chuckled at the pokémon Ranger's forthrightness.
"Been an interesting time having to deal with you lot" Cameron said, grinning at the typhlosion. "Can't say the in your face honesty has been anything but refreshing."
Rolling his eyes, Storm made to interject again, but stopped as the commissioner raised a hand to halt him.
"Yes, I know... get on with it! As I said, the meeting with Jobes yielded some... unfortunate news. Unfortunate, in that I have been advised the presence of the police in this operation is no longer required." he concluded simply, well aware of the dark clouds gathering on the brow of the Rangers.
"What do you mean, not required?" said Scott, beating his partner, who looked at the policeman in irritation.
Cameron leaned forward and said "Simply put, we've been thrown off the base. In three days time, if we're still here, we'll be forcibly evicted."
Watching Scott and Storm exchange a loaded look, he sighed and continued "Unfortunately, there's more. He's planning to transport the pokémon, forcibly if necessary, to an isolated base way out west, where you can be better... controlled, I think is his thought."
Raikou drew his brow down in anger, but listened silently as the man gave a frank accounting of his confrontation with the army general, and its subsequent outcome.
But with the news of his possible contact with Sinnotech, the legendary could not contain himself further.
"What is that fool thinking?" he demanded, causing Cameron to pause. "Does he think we will just sit back and allow this idiocy to continue?"
Cameron shook his head and said dryly "I think his base being attacked has pretty much halted anything occurring in that particular direction. However, it shows a definite lack of respect, not to mention trust, in you people and I will be honest, I have real concerns for your safety."
Storm snarled, burners beginning to steam as he tried to contain his angst. "So what happens when he tries to "contain" us and we refuse?"
Cameron shrugged. "I imagine things will become unpleasant for you then."
Storm made to continue, muttering "I think he misunderstands who will be experiencing the unpleasantness..." but stopped as a hoarse voice asked "This Jobes, he knows where they are? The ones who attacked the base?"
The group turned in surprise to see Suicune had risen to hover behind Chris's chair, intent on the police chief's response.
Cameron, wary of the pokémon's sudden interest, replied "Yes, but I don't think.."
He didn't continue, trailing off at the deep, guttural growl that emitted from the normally placid-seeming blue pokémon, sending the hair on his neck rising in alarm.
Raikou rose suddenly, eyeing his brother in concern. "Suicune, I think..."
Suicune, snarled again, fangs bared as even Chris drew back at the fury in his eyes. "I do not care what you think anymore, Raikou. I want to know where they are!"
Scott interjected. "This isn't the time, Suicune! We need to plan for what we..."
"Plan for what, Ranger?" Suicune roared, blue fire beginning to dance across his shoulders. "Plan for when those bastard army humans attack us next? When he tries to imprison us?" Rounding on Raikou, he hissed. "What about you, brother? You want to spend another eternity locked up, surrounded by metal and concrete walls rather than the void of that cursed pokéball still hanging around your neck?"
Chris stood, regardless of the risk, and took a step towards Suicune, who narrowed his eyes at the young human. "Do not tell me that this is going to end in anything but a confrontation, Chris. This was obvious from the beginning! I have pandered to their insults, and their arrogance without comment. I have ignored their ignorance and stupidity until now. I have been very, very patient with their attitude. But no more. I will not stand for this any further!"
With the last comment roared at the group, the blue legendary spun, blue fire outlining his body as he sped down the stairs from the patio to race across the lawn towards the base.
"Oh shit!" muttered Storm, throwing his chair back to rise and chase after the pokémon, closely followed by Raikou, Chris, Scott and Skyy. Cameron groaned, getting up to thank a worried Paul and Gwen for their hospitality, before setting off at a fast trot in their wake, Bill and Shadow accompanying him.
Meeting the MP's at the perimeter fence, Suicune was forced to a stop as the pair of soldiers demanded his intention. Frustrated, the pokémon hissed "I want to see Jobes!", readying himself to push past the pair, only to narrow his eyes in fury as they brought their rifles up to bear, ordering him to stop.
They didn't have a chance. Suicune sent one flying twenty feet through the air to land in a crumpled heap in the dirt, while the second froze at the suddenness of the attack, staring in disbelief at the huge pokémon before a second paw swipe sent him joining his colleague. With his path clear, Suicune continued his sprint through the base towards the administration office, heedless of anything, or anyone, in his path.
Having heard the commotion, Entei arrived at the checkpoint just as Raikou sped up with the others. One look at Raikou's face had him humph in displeasure, and he said dryly "Brother finally flipped his wig?"
Shaking his head, Raikou stormed through the trail of chaos left in Suicune's wake, as disbelieving soldiers picked themselves from the dirt, staring in bemusement at the pokémon tearing through their midst. Thankfully, they met no further resistance before arriving at the administration tent, although trouble had clearly found it, with the doors left swinging brokenly from their hinges.
Pushing past Raikou, Scott entered first, passing the massed, confused staff to enter Jobes office, where they found the General cornered at the back, a smouldering Suicune looming before him.
Still Scott had to give the imbecile his due, he had balls to spare. He wasn't backing down at Suicune's demands for information, instead sneering into the pokémon's face, telling him he'd get nothing, and he should leave immediately.
Siding up to the blue legendary, Scott rested a hand on the pokémon's shoulder, receiving a fierce glare in return, but said quietly "Let me have a go"; a response that must have sunk in as Suicune stepped aside and let the Ranger past. With Raikou, Entei and Storm at his back, he had no concerns as to being interrupted, so decided to make the time count.
Sitting on the corner of the man's desk, Scott ran fingers through his hair as he said "You just don't get it, do you, General?"
The man, back still pressed against the tent canvas, said "Get what? That your pets here need to learn some manners?"
Suicune snarled, but stopped suddenly at Scott's abrupt hand gesture.
"No, General. You don't get the fact you're moments from a fairly bloody and brutal time, and if you keep up with this, there won't be an inch of this camp left standing once they're through with it."
Jobes laughed harshly, and spat "Oh, yes. These animals are going to take on an entire army operation this size and wipe them out without any issue? I'd like to see that!"
Storm chuckled nastily from behind Scott, cracking his knuckles as he said gruffly "Won't even need to break a sweat, arsehole!", glaring at the man, who returned the look angrily.
Scott ignored his partner, motioning to Cameron, who'd pushed past the pokémon to stand at the Ranger's back, and said "I think the General here is having a hard time understanding the situation. He thinks he can plot behind our back, and we'll simply cave in peacefully. He's mistaken on that, you understand?"
Cameron nodded, looking at Jobes in disgust as he demanded "Give them the information, Brian. They know everything. If you don't, what occurs next is on your head. Certainly, my men and I will not interfere, as you've brought this on yourself."
Jobes hissed "You did this! You told them..." but was interrupted as Cameron shrugged and said "Yes, I told them everything! I warned you of this, when you first arrived here. I told you treating them as anything but equals was foolhardy! You ignored my advice repeatedly, and now you need to make a decision on what you intend doing to recover the situation."
Jobes laughed harshly. "I intend to get my men together, round up these animals, and lock them away from everything and everyone, Cameron! I guarantee they'll never see the light of day again!"
Scott turned a grim gaze on the man and finally muttered "This is idiotic. I didn't spend all this time and effort here to have it squandered by some imbecile with power issues."
Leaning forward, he put his face in the Generals and said "Listen, you fool! You have one chance... One single, solitary chance... to turn this situation around. You just don't fucking get it, do you? You think you're playing with a bunch of zoo animals, who can be controlled at your whim. What you don't grasp is you're fucking with the power of the Gods here! So, listen good. I've had enough of your stupid! We are leaving! You and your soldiers are to vacate this property within forty eight hours. You will leave the Masters alone, and not bother them further. The police stay until you leave. Do you understand?"
Jobes laughed again harshly. "And if we don't?"
Scott shook his head tiredly. "If you don't, I'm going to turn my back and let these guys wipe you off the face of the planet. Period!"
Jobes stared at him a moment, and Scott thought he might finally relent. But as the sneer returned, the Ranger sighed as the General said calmly "Go to hell!"
Standing, Scott pushed past Suicune, resting a hand again on his shoulder, and said quietly "No, General. You're the one whose going there. Suicune, he's all yours. Just try not making too big a mess, OK?"
Suicune's eyes glared bright ruby as his front paw shot out, encircling the General's throat as his claws bit deeply into the man's neck. Leaning forward, he lifted the human off his feet, pressing him hard against the wall as his legs dangled helplessly beneath him. Suicune's lip curled upward into a harsh grin as he watched the slow trickle of blood oozing down the humans' neck, even as the man grabbed frantically at the paw, trying to unblock his airway as he gasped for breath.
With curls of blue lightning running up his foreleg, the pokémon released his grip slightly, allowing the man a much needed gasp of air, and pressed his muzzle to within an inch of the humans.
"I will ask you one time more. If you do not satisfy me, I am going to tear out your throat!" he snarled, and looking into the creatures eyes, Jobes finally understood he could delay no further.
"Damn you... The folder, on the desk! Has all the information!" he coughed out, and Suicune narrowed his eyes, cocking an ear at Scott, who took the hint and reached across the desk for it.
The General wasn't lying; all the information was there, plus more. Photos of the location, schematics of the floor plan of the building, everything.
"This will do" he muttered to Raikou, who nodded and addressed the General with narrowed eyes.
"We are leaving now. If you follow, or think to prevent us doing so, there will be no further warning."
At that, the ground shook heavily, as Entei rocked the camp with an earthquake. With the bulb above their head swaying alarmingly, casting light through the dust settling from the canvas roof above, a crack of thunder exploded overhead as Raikou released his own power.
"Let him go, Suicune," Raikou ordered, and reluctantly the blue pokémon let loose his grip, dropping the human to his knees before him.
"If I ever see you again, you are dead." he whispered to the human, who glared up into his face and nodded abruptly. However, Scott, who had caught the comment, had no doubts that the General was thinking no differently, should the tables ever be turned.
As they left the office, Scott gripped Cameron by the shoulder, guiding him before them as they made a hasty retreat. He muttered to the police chief "I think it'd be safer if you came with us for the moment, until we get you back to your men"; a thought Cameron himself had been contemplating. He didn't object, falling in beside the pair of Rangers as they headed back to the farm house.
"Bill's already gone to warn your commanders. I'd suggest having a plan ready, for when these idiots regroup" said Scott, and Cameron nodded.
"Was he serious about killing him?" Cameron finally asked, looking around at the normally placid Suicune.
Giving him a frank look, Scott simply nodded.
"Jesus!" said the man tiredly. "Are we even going to get out of here in one piece, then?"
Storm chuckled from beside him. "One way or the other, we will. Myself, I'm spoilin' for a rumble!"
They'd almost made the perimeter when a flurry of activity from behind them had them pause. Spinning, they confronted a squad of soldiers, fully armed, who took up position with raised rifles. The camp's second in command stepped forward, eyeing the group with apprehensive determination, and said "We want you to return that information, and accompany us back inside."
Cameron gave the typhlosion a ironic look and was set to reply, but tapered off at the look of manic glee on the pokémon's face. Stepping forward, Storm joined Raikou, Entei, Suicune and Skyy facing the men, and said with a sly drawl. "No, I don't think we will."
The lieutenant took a step backwards as the creatures before him defied him. Turning to his men, he muttered "Take them down!" but didn't have a chance to act further as the earth beneath them convulsed, throwing most the group to the ground.
The few remaining began firing on the pokémon, bullets striking Skyy's hastily raised Aura Shield to be deflected away from their intended targets. The three legendaries did not hesitate to respond, and all hell broke loose as the night sky overhead darkened, heavy thunder clouds blocking out the stars, and blast after blast of lightening streaked down to explode the camp buildings around them. The ground continued to shake, erupting at several locations to send molten fire spewing upwards, engulfing several vehicles as well as the remaining pair of helicopters on the base, which exploded at the contact.
Fearful, frantic cries began to be heard from around the facilities, but the pokémon ignored them all, intent on removing the threat once and for all. Raikou sent a torrent of water from above to blast into the remaining opposition, which Suicune turned to sharpened shards of ice, shredding their equipment and downing all those still standing.
Anyone still thinking to defy the pokémon were showered with fireballs, which Storm spewed towards them while laughing manically, forcing them into cover.
It only took a minute, but as the elements powered down and relative calm returned to the base, it wasn't difficult to see that there was little still standing in their wake. Only the medical facilities were spared the brunt of the onslaught, the building a lone survivor within the confines of what had once been the army facility.
Small groups of soldiers began helping their mates from the rubble, eyeing the disaster surrounding them with disbelief. As the pokémon turned without a word, striding from what was left of the facility, Cameron turned a rain soaked head to the equally dripping Chris and Scott, disbelief in his face.
"That was..." he stuttered, but paused as the words didn't come.
Scott returned his look grimly. "Regrettably avoidable. Still, let's not risk further confrontation. Storm, we need to get out of here now!"
As the typhlosion nodded, they headed back to the farm house, which had been fully spared the pokémon's onslaught, to make their plans for the future.
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Authors note:
And you thought I was leaving you in the dark for a fortnight!
Do I sound like the kind of person who'd do that?
Well, yes. Probably. Quite likely, really.
Still, here's Suicune throwing a wobbly. Hey, if you're going to throw one, throw it properly.
He's still kinda cute tho ;)