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After Terra's rant, the elder seemed shaken enough to respond to their plea, or more to Terra's demand, and he really seemed meek about it. Hex wondered how long it would be until Terra broke or something, and she just started killing everything. At the rate they were going on now, probably wouldn't be long before someone did something stupid enough as to provoke Terra into attacking them. Especially the way things were going on now with her.

Then, of course, the elder seemed to just have to push her limits on a little bit further, and see how much she could be strained, by telling her that they had lost the only cure to Blaze's "disease." That brought Terra into another frustrated yelling match. Hex kind of tried to tune it out, like Anthony seemed to be doing so far, but Terra was way too loud not to hear. She learned that Terra knew a lot of words, apparently. She had never of some of them.

After Terra was done, the elder seemed like he was about to have a heart attack. Josh whispered about Terra probably losing her mind. Hex shrugged, not ready to take the risk of whispering back. Terra would probably grab her up and throw her out the window if she realized that they were talking about her behind her back. The elder talked about how he lost it. Apparently, a monster lived down in the basement, and he was too scared to go down there himself.

Terra just shrugged off his warnings and decided to go down there herself, forcing the team to follow her. Hex didn't suppose that the monster would do any good with Terra around them. Knowing Terra, if the monster snuck up and tried to eat them, she probably eat it first, so Hex was pretty confident with their chances. Hex continued forward, following down the basement steps after Terra, and hoping that the Elder wouldn't lock the door after them.
"Kill them all? Hm." That didn't seem good, at all. If someone happened to find even one of them, it could kill countless pokemon by simply breaking it. That was on top of their priority list, without a doubt. Maybe next came Zane, and then that Kadabra that recognized Anthony. Hopefully her hive wouldn't do anything dumb enough to get onto their priority list, but knowing how sheerly stupid some of her people were, she wouldn't be surprised if they managed to end up accidentally staring an apocalypse or something.

After a short while of waking, and surprisingly no wild-life encounters, the team finally arrived at the town. The base of the town was made up of mostly, plain, shoddy houses, similar to the architecture of Allure Town. There was one key difference, however: the town seemed to be completely inhabited by Victini. Countless cream furred little legendaries were walking around, with the bright orange v symbol on their foreheads, and large blue eyes.

It was amazing how many Victini there were. She'd only seen one before, and that was Blaze. Of course, she'd seen some very awful sketches, considering that Combee didn't have hands, but they were right in front of them, real. Several orange embers flickered around one, fading in and out of existence. Terra seemed unamused. She was stomping right forward, and Hex could only wish that Arceus had mercy on the ones that got in her way.

The Victini standing guard quickly lead Terra to the elder of Victory Village, clearly intimidated by her. While Terra wasn't the best battling companion, maybe, she was handy to have around. When she gave the word, everyone around her would probably bow. After they entered the odd, plain house, just like all of the rest in Victory Village, they encountered a small, shaggy old Victini. A long white growth hung from it's chin, but it didn't 't seem to much of a wise elder. It quickly yelled at Daniel, insulting him and telling him to get out.

Terra released probably the most rage Hex'd seen her do so far. The Elder seemed to be almost shocked from the brutal yelling that Terra released on him. "Wow." Josh murmured. Hex hadn't even seen her mother that angry, and her mother sometimes got angry enough to have people executed. Well, maybe Terra wasn't that angry.
Wow, Hex is really forgetful! I mean, who could forget about the really important badge that can save you from danger?

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Hex listened intently. She always enjoyed some new information. Apparently, everyone had sub-types, which was interesting. She might've known some pokemon that had them, considering his description of the types. After his brief description, Static told Daniel to attack Anthony, to demonstrate how shadow types had effectiveness over normal types. The small Murkrow came rushing forward, wings spread out flat, and butted into him.

Anthony's gel body seemed to contort from the attack, and it was evident that it did a lot of damage. Anthony audibly yelped from it, wincing from the pain, and his body seemed to kind of lose it's consistency and become more liquidized. Good thing Daniel was on their side, or he probably could've swept the floor with most of them. After quickly eating an Oran Berry, Anthony regained his composure and looked spry and ready to attack again.

As they continued down the mountainside, she thought about the hive. She had been gone for a while now, and apart from that one time they had come to the guild to interrogate Arnold, she hadn't seen another one yet. It might've been from all this time they were spending on this one mission. She wouldn't be the least bit surprised to see a squadron of Beedrill waiting in the guild bedroom to pick her up and bring her home to get yelled at and grounded. Would be fun.

At least Terra seemed to be less angry, and more annoyed. They all seemed a bit worn and tired and annoyed from the long journey, but Terra still seemed to still have energy to go along with her annoyances. Hex almost let out a sigh of relief thinking of the next town to be their last stop. Finally, they'd be able to get this mission over with and complete a new one. She was originally hoping that their last stop would be the mountaintop, but the town seemed close, so she supposed that they could travel just a little bit further to finally get to their destination.
"Oh, great." Connor said, staring at the patched up trio in front of them. He was sure that he had killed that dragon, but it was now standing right in front of them. It's once brilliant ruby scales appeared lifeless and dull, without the same sheen. And the bronze golem he had fought yesterday. He thought for a fact that it was gone. But now it stood in front of them, with large dents and cracked bits scattered across it's body. It also seemed to lack the sheen it once had before.

The gryphon seemed to have gotten the least of the brutal attack. Some dirty gauze was wrapped around it's mid section, and they had somehow managed to find an eye patch for it. While the golem seemed to have lost a lot of it's sturdiness, and the dragon seemed just about half-dead, the gryphon just seemed to have gotten some broken bones and a lost eye, and maybe some minor spine injuries, but he still flew. Maybe that was because Connor didn't attack the gryphon. Probably.

"I'm sure, eh.." Connor thought about it. He could work it out with them! but he didn't feel too comfortable, considering he was sure that he had killed a chunk of the group yesterday. "This can work out, maybe." They could be strong allies. While the dragon looked rotted, it could still probably breathe fire. The golem was still massive, and could probably easily crush anything underfoot. The gryphon.. could serve as a useful scout. But he doubted they were really that trustworthy.

"I don't know." Connor admitted, shrugging his shoulders. "We could work this out. Assuming we don't try to kill each other, and we both our groups work together. This could work." That was just about all the thought he put into the subject. He didn't want to have to kill the dragon twice. It already looked broken enough as is. He wasn't entirely sure how the dragon was still alive. Connor was pretty sure he had completely caved it's body in, but after about a day, it looked fine.
"..Sub-Types?" She looked around. All of her teammates seemed to be digesting the sudden barrage of new information well. She was still having trouble processing the whole sub-type thing. Everyone had a sub-type? She had normal sub-type? Since when? For an apparently "very expensive" education, she had no idea about that. And apparently, they held an important role in the world or whatever, and that they were controlled by orbs that were guarded by a certain family.

"I, uh.. yeah, we can do that." Hex said, still unsure of what this Pichu was rambling about. Maybe he was crazy, like that Scyther she had seen outside the hive once. Some grey Scyther had just come in, screaming, chopping up all of the forest green before he was detained and thrown out by the guards. Maybe he was just crazy, and after provoking a Kadabra, ran away and made up some story do that he could push them all off the cave. Probably not. She was getting paranoid from all this adventuring.

"So, off to the village then." Hex said, and began to follow the team. She could probably just really easily flutter off down the mountainside, but she had to be careful. There were harsh winds on the mountain, and one sharp gust could easily send her flying into the rocks. Plus, she felt more comfortable traveling alongside the team. At least if they got ambushed by wild pokemon, the entire team could fight them off, or at least all faint together. Hex glanced off back at the flickering village.

According to the Pichu, the Orbs of Balance were guarded to ensure that no one would try to break them or de power them, so they must've been pretty important. She assumed that flickering town over there was probably a result of a broken or de powered Orb of Balance. She wondered who'd want to break something that was seemingly so important to the balance of the world. Maybe some crazy old villain was trying to create some anarchy. That'd be fun to fight.
"The city it is." Connor said, already beginning his long stride into the forest. Each step he took, he felt a slight quake in the ground, and a slight shaking of the trees. The smell of morning dew wafted past, with slight hints of ash in the air. Probably some dragon spewing fire somewhere. That wouldn't be surprisingly. The vast expanse of emerald leaves and notched trunks reached out for miles. His feet seemed to pierce the canopy of leaves, leaving a large, empty hole.

In the distance, Connor would make out several tall, spiraling tower heads. One of them, one of the tallest, was very visibly missing a large chunk of it. The smell of smoke was beginning to become stronger. At least it didn't seem to be on fire, showing that at least some of the anarchy had ended since he had last seen it. Connor hoped that maybe the other golem wasn't there anymore. Around the beginning of it all, he had spotted a giant, iron wrought humanoid.

The golem had lumbered about, and each step it took, it seemed to wipe out a massive crowd of anarchists. It didn't seem to be really seeing anything going around it, and if it did, he doubted it cared. Dragons had flown around the thing, spewing fire and trying to take it out, but the flames had simply covered chunks of his arms with grey ash. The golem was probably the size of a skyscraper, and nothing seemed to be on par with it. He was lucky it didn't stomp him.

After milling about the city for a while, the golem had decided to rest a hand against a skyscraper. This, as expected, caused a chunk of the massive tower to fall, nearly crushing Connor if it had just been a little closer. After that, Connor decided to run far away from that part of the city, and maybe hide out in another area. Maybe another golem it's size decided to fight, and they both died. Or maybe it tripped and impaled itself on an electrical tower. Connor continued his walk, getting closer and closer.
Connor's eyes slowly reopened from a dreamless sleep. He was still curled up on the stone, cold floor. "Eugh." He said, tasting a bitter sensation in his mouth. Morning breath. His eyes still felt heavy, and his legs sore, but at least now he had a good night's rest. Connor turned to the side, and saw Ralph, still sleeping off in the cave. A slightly brighter light than earlier flared in the corner of his eye, and outside of the cave, he saw Deravan, Tony, and Verlassen awake. Tony was keeping an eye on the wolf.

Connor got up, and his stone feet pounded against the cave floor loudly. If Ralph wasn't awake by now, then he'y probably be awake from all the noise he was making. Connor laid a hand against the cave wall, and rested there for a moment. His entire body was slumped up against the wall, just trying to regain his balance. Then he took a shaky step forward. It was becoming a daily ritual for him to try to get balanced, considering his massive size. Some days were better than others.

Finally Connor got a good foothold, and he returned to a steady, rhythmic walking. He walked out of the cave, still working out the kinks in his system. By now, he'd usually be eating breakfast. Then again, he didn't really "eat." He had tried to eat before, back the same day it started, but the food had just seemed to slide down his throat without any chewing. He never really felt hungry, so Connor imagined that he'd hopefully never have to eat. That was one thing he was glad about when he mutated.

"Morning to you people." He said, scratching his back. He looked back at the cage. Looked like the wolf was still there. Still only had one opening. None of them looked dead, considering they were all standing up. Looked like there were no problems last night. "So, what are you planning today? Get supplies? Raid a shop? Hunt for food?" At the word food, Connor could've sworn he heard some small voices in the forest muttering to themselves. The forest really was packed full of people.
"Are you awake yet?" Connor was sitting in a wide, grassy field, staring up at the sky. Clouds were scattered around the brilliant blue expanse. To the right of him, a foamy blue sea smashed against rocks, battering itself against it. By him, a young girl, maybe ten, was lying by him. Her face had a wide, giggling grin set against it, highlighted by azure eyes. She slowly got up, rumbling her skirt. "Come on, we've been here foreeveerrrrr." She groaned. Connor blinked, and slowly raised a hand.

It was flesh and blood. Veins ran through it, and the fingers were long and rough. Skin covered bone and muscle. Not the hard! seemingly disjointed rocks of some stone goliath. He raised himself, dusting off dirt. Lime green grass stains covered his knees and arms. His daughter stood beside him, holding his arm. "Can I ride on your back? I'm tired." She said, grabbing onto his shirt. Shirt..? He had clothes on. Clothes. He wasn't bare naked. "I'm tired, Ellie. Can it wait?" He said, reluctantly. "Nope." His daughter grabbed into his back, climbing up with surprisingly agility.

"Alright." Connor took several long strides, holding his daughter on his shoulders. He actually felt himself smile, and a hot, wet tear rolled down his cheek.

Connor awoke with a start, it wasn't yet morning, but he had awoken. Connor scratched his shoulder, feeling the stone grind against stone. He had become accustomed to it over the past few days, like his joints creaking as if he was 50 and not 30, or the fact that he was almost three times the height he was before, or the fact that he had the blood of multiple lives on his hand. It was just becoming routine. Something that he had to deal with each morning, just like drinking coffee.

The cave was still dark, the blackness pressing in all around him. He could make out some faint figures. Tony, Ralph, and the new guy. Outside of the cave, he could make out the silhouette of the cage and Verlassën, who seemed to be snuggled up against two blurry figures. Probably the foxes that had come out of nowhere when they last fought the wolf. The wolf. He regarded her cage with pure anger. He had almost never held a grudge against anymore, but now he felt more rage than ever.

Connor sighed, lolling his head back against the cave wall. He supposed he would just wait until morning again.
Lugia said
Please tell me this isn't dead.


1, 2, 3, CLEAR!

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