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Tsubani sat on a hill outside of Saffron. He sighed and layed down on the grass. He closed his eyes. After a couple of minutes had passed, he pulled a piece of paper out. It was photo of a man. He studied every detail of the man's face before putting the picture back in his pocket. He pulled a black cloth mask over his nose and stood up. His eyes turned red and he dropped to the ground. He slowly raised his head up. He was now a Mightyena. He shook himself off and walked towards Saffron.

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Katana was leaning up against a tree, with his eyes closed. He just got out of a fight with some bikers. They weren't any match for him. I guess I could get off this island... He opened his eyes and looked up. Nothing really happens here anyway. He started walking towards the harbor.
 
OOC: Are we supposively in the same group? I don't know how to introduce my character.
 
OOC: Only if you want to be in the same group.
 
Roy was currently in his Skarmory form, flying high over New Bark Town, and into the Kanto path.
 
OOC: Huh? We're all Raikon (Except on person), so shouldn't we be in the same group? It get's annoying when there's two groups that meet up. Trust me.
 
OOC: I'd actaully prefer if we weren't in the same group at the beginning. If you want to team up with someone, PM them and ask them if it's okay.
 
OOC: Oh. ... Sorry.

"Hmm, I have long days ahead of me..." I leant back on the tree behind me. I was thinking over what I had accepted not too long ago.

"So, I'm in a group called Raikon. And there's other people in it. How do I know that that person was working for the Empire and wanted an excuse for someone to get killed?"
I looked up at the trees. The green leaves and the front of my house along with the trees boxed me in, giving me my own space.

"Well, whatever it is, I doubt I get a choice to go back. If anyone hears about this, the Royal Empire will wanna kill me. And that would, most likely, happen.

Either way, these latest days are going to be much different." I continued to myself, staring into the Rustboro sky past a cluster of leaves.
 
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Inside a large dojo all you could hear is hits landing, and steel bending.

"HAAA!!!!" A kick filled with flames hit the punching bag. The bag flew to the other side of the dojo, in cinders. The figure then transformed back into a human.

"They just don't make these things like they used to!" Smirked a confident, black belt Teenage boy. The teenage boy was Ken, an overconfident seventeen year old with a special gift. That gift allowed him to transform into a Blaziken at will, and allowing him to use flame kicks and punches.
 
In a dark, seemingly abandoned factory in Saffron, the crackling of a welding torch penetrated the thick silence. The bright sparks spewing from it revealed an Alakazam, hunched over and peering through a protective mask. In front of him was a whip like device, consisting of a shaft with grooves for better grip, and a long, metal cord. The cord was thin and stretchy. The crackling of the torch finally stopped and the figure pulled the protective mask off, transforming into a black-haired, yellow-eyed human as he did so.

The man looked at the weapon carefully, and finally picked it up, gripping it tightly. He looked over in the distance, eyeing lonely stool. With a quick slash, the cord tore across the stool's lets, slicing them all off one by one. The cut was so quick and clean, the stool was still standing, making it look as though nothing happened.

Even the man was speculative, and he went up and kicked it slightly, just to make sure. The top of the stool as well as all of the legs tumbled, turning into nothing more than a pile of scrap-metal.

"Ha ha ha," the figure laughed to himself, "beautiful." He set the new weapon on the shelf next to a whole slew of similar, and equally deadly weapons, all of which were designed for one purpose, to end the Royal Nation.
 
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Tsubani slowed his pace when he entered Saffron. A Mightyena running fast in a big city would cause attention, something he didn't need right then. Nobody took notice of him as he walked towards an abandoned subway. He looked around in the dim light untill he stopped a shiny Umbreon that was sitting on the other side. He made sure no one had followed him before turning back into a human.

"It's been some time since I worked with you, Amanda." Tsubani said as he walked towards the Umbreon. The Umbreon smiled as it turned into a 16-year old girl. She smiled at Tsubani.
"Seeing as how your last mission went, I decided to tag along." Tsubani groaned and looked away, his face feeling hot. Amanda giggled. "Even with that mask on, people can still see you blush." Tsubani simply walked down the tunnel, leaving her behind.
"Hey, wait up!" She said as she ran to him.

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Katana boarded the boat that was heading for Vermillion. It was a rather large boat, but he didn't feel like exploring it. He was escorted to his room, where he layed down on the bed. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
 
"Ah, I got work to do, anyway." I continued to myself. I started climbing the fence behind me, and jumped up to the window, which was open, and climbed into the house.

"Man, I need a better way to that..." I said to myself before walking through a hallway. The place seemed to have a theme of red. I soon came to a brown door at the end of the hallway which leaded to a different room, which had two chairs in front of a huge, cluttered tables. There were three sandbags hanging from the ceiling farther away.

"Now, these sword-chucks need working on..." I pulled out two sticks which were attached to a chain that came together and farther away to a blade on the end. I cleared of the table and laid it flat. I grabbed a few pieces of paper.

"It'll be a while before I can use this. Felix, Squall, Darkroot, Parrall. Come on out."

I threw four metallic spheres against the floor, which was carpeted.
"Feel free to play around."
They opened, revealing a blue and yellow dog, a medium-sized, red and white, fighting chicken, a hunched-over psychic, and a tall tree-like figure which had leaves all over it's back and Banana-like fruits on it's neck. A Manectric, Combusken, Hypno, and Tropius.

"I got alot of things to do."

The house overall seemed big on the inside, but it really wasn't. The place was small and cluttered. It seemed that the red make it feel larger. The place had two floors, both with about six rooms, including hallways. Things were pinned up all over the place, but mainly in that room. There were pieces of paper with sketches of serious things, or doodles all over the place. There were a few different complex-looking weapons hanging in the room, too.

I grabbed a pen out of a cup on the table and began sketching the Sword-chucks. I needed to make it so that I could easily swing it around without hurting myself. Until then, I was stuck with my crossbow and whatever I could find. Why I was interested in creating weapons and things like that, I didn't know, but I would need it now that I was in this "Raikon".

I explained the situation as I drew extensions and erased and remodeled the sword-chucks on paper.
 
Davis sat in his room on the cold, hard windowsill while looking at the beautiful blue sky, wondering. It had been three days since his father had disappeared and Davis was understandably worried.

"I could go look for him. I'm old enough now to take care of myself...". Davis sprang off the windowsill and rushed down the stairs to find his mother. "Mum, I know you told me not to but I have to at least look for Dad. It just doesn't feel right making no attempt to find him and..."

"No way. I'm not going to let you go around and get into trouble. We've only just moved here so you'll get lost immediately and anyway the police are looking for him".

"Both of us have been here long enough to hear the rumours. You know that the police are unlikely to be doing a thing with the Royal Nation in charge!" Davis said, starting to get angry. "How can you be so relaxed about this? Just because you don't want to look for him, that doesn't automatically mean that I can't."

"There's no point. You'll just upset yourself when you realise that you can't find him by yourself."

"Whatever. I'm going to find him. I know you don't have faith in me, but I'll be fine. I'm more prepared then you think. I can take care of myself. Bye". Davis walked out the front door and ran down the road. He was not concerned at all with the shouts from his mother to come back. "Right, now to get off this island".
 
Roy flew over Pallet, and headed straight for any location. "..." (Where to go.....)
 
"Okay, not too much more..." I added chain to the sword. It lengthened out more. I put some duct tape around the bottom of the blade.

"Let's try this. Guys, can I get some space on the punching bags?" I asked. The Pokemon backed up, and I started swinging the thing above my head with one hand. I kept the momentum going, swinging it under my shoulder, the duct tape barely protecting my shoulders. I slashed the sandbag a few times before grabbing the other stick in mid-swing and slashed straight across the side, two-handed.

"YES! I got it right this time!" I cheered.
"Okay guys, go ahead."

I grabbed some duct tape and quickly fixed up the holy sandbag before it spilled too much. I swept up the sand, and went back to my table. I put the sword-chucks away and took another piece of paper and a pencil. I started sketching Felix as he kicked away at the sandbag, every once in a while scratching at it with claws or adding in a firey punch. My picture came out as a Combusken kicking the bag. It's leg was a blur, and it was focused and smiling.

The three feathers on top of his head flicked a bit when he finished. He wasn't a bit dazed. He let out a weird laugh. I wasn't very familiar with laughing Pokemon. The noise sounded very different.

"Hey, Felix." I called. "Come here." His head perked up and it walked over to me, it's head tilted in curiosity. I showed him the picture. "Seem familiar?"

It's beak seemed to form a smile. I don't know how, but it did.
"I wish you could speak English. We would have so many great conversations. But anyway, feel free to go back to whatever. This new group will need to be tough, and I got just the people and stuff to prove it."
Felix bawked and ran back over to play with the other Pokemon.

They're alot more playful than normal Pokemon. They seem so content just being near each other. But then, they're lucky I got them. I got them all in Luxury balls, fed them, and everything else. They're like family to me. Squall, my Manectric, climbed up on top of Darkroot back. They had alot of fun.

They would have to be serious soon, though. I wasn't working on that weapon and training them for no reason. We would have to work soon, and that had to be the only thing I was completely sure about with Raikon.
 
Tsubani and Amanda ran side-by-side. They didn't know how long they've been in the dark. A light appeared in view. Still running, Tsuabni looked at Amanda. "Is that supposed be there?" Amanda didn't look at him as she replied. "No. Their from Royal Nation, whoever they are." As they got closer, they could a man wearing the Royal Nation uniform. He held a gun that had a flashlight tapped to it. The man shined the light on the two. Amanda quicked her pace, and jumped as she got close to him. She twisted in midair, kicking the man in the face and breaking his neck. She landed on her hands, and she flipped, landing on feet. Tsubani ran past her, and she ran after him.

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Katana woke up. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He slept longer than he wished to. He breathed a sigh. "Of all the boats they could've chose, they just had to choose this one." He got up and walked out of the room.
"Get back in your room now!" The shout came from a man further down the hall. Sitting by him were a young girl and man tied up. Standing by them were two men, both wearing masks. The one who shouted began walking over to Katana.
"I said get back in your ro-" Before he could get the rest out, Katana ran to him and punched him in the stomach. The man fell over as Katana ran to the other man.
"Tell me something. What purpose do you have here?" Katana asked him as he grabbed the man's shirt.
 
"Target has been neutralized. Damn that was easy." Vance said to himself as he thrust his dagger into the neck of a Raikou member who had gotten careless and was leaning against a wall sound asleep when he was supposed to be on duty. Without a sound, the unlucky man fell and was dead before he hit the floor. Scanning the area, Vance took two capsules out of a belt that was around his waist. Flipping them into the air, they revealed an Infernape and a Pidgeot.

"Inferno, Blast Burn on the guard tower." Vance ordered in an emotionless voice and soon the entire structure was on fire. Recalling Infernape, Vance turned to his Pidgeot. "Falcon, I need a ride." His avian friend chirped that this was indeed okay, and Vance hopped on and soon the two of them were in the air leaving the scene.
 
I suddenly lifted my head up from my drawings.

"We could use some more scrap stuff. Anyone wanna help?"

Felix and Squall volounteered, while the other two wanted to stay. I led them to a window after going through the hallway, where you could only see leaves. I stepped up on the windowsil, and jumped into the tree, grabbing a brach, swinging on top of the metal fence and falling about fiver feet to the ground. Squall just jumped onto the fence and then down, and Felix came the same way I did.

"Okay, we need to just grab stuff and get back in."

There was a lake not too far off, and a huge building was on the side of the fence we just jumped. It was the Devon Corp building, and they dumped a bunch of scrap metal there of all sizes and shapes, free for the taking. I grabbed as much as I could with one hand, and put it in the back of my shirt, and then put some more in my hand. Felix just grabbed some in one of his hands, and Squall picked up a large piece with his mouth.

Sure, it was stealing, but where else would I get the stuff? It wasn't worth much, anyway.

I struggled up the fence with one hand and jumped back to the window. Felix did the same, except much easier. Squall just quickly ran up the fence using his four legs. We all got inside fine, and returned in about five minutes.

"Well, this'll last us long enough." I said before leading them back to the aforementioned room, where I dropped off the metal in a corner, and brought out four Luxury balls. They were black, had a red stripe around the top, and the buttons were gold-like.

"We're going for a walk. Sorry, but I have to return you for now." I let three Pokemon into the balls, which made a large red light. But I left Parrall out.

"Could you lock up once I'm outside?" I asked. He nodded back.

I led him through the hallway, and opened a door to a staircase which was also somewhat red, but the walls were textured white. I came into a large room with another hallway and a large opening leading to a kitchen. I walked over to a brown door with a regular lock, a bolt lock, and a doorknob lock. I opened all three and walked outside. Parrall closed the door and locked one, two, and all three locks. When I heard the third lock, I tossed Parralls Luxury ball into the air. He was returned through the door. I continued on my walk through the busy city. It was a nice day.
 
Davis ran until he arrived at Cinnabar's main beach. To his surprise it was completely deserted.

"I guess my neighbours are too scared to even leave their homes" Davis muttered. "Oh well, it will make this easier".

He then walked slowly to the sea. The tide was starting to come in and Davis could feel the water hit his shoes after the waves broke, one by one. Suddenly he stopped and then used a gift of his that he had told nobody about. Within seconds, he had transformed into a Dewgong and shot out into the sea, propelling himself forwards with his newly formed flippers. Swiftly swimming through the sea, Davis could see that he was approaching another beach.

"This must be Pallet." Davis said as he flopped out onto the unfamiliar sands. "Time to begin."
 
Outside of Viridian Forest, a Gallade was fighting two Royal Nation guards. As one charged forth, the Pokemon quickly swept behind the guard with easy force and stabbed him in the back, then pierced the second guard's guts with more force the next time. When it used both sword-like arms, the battle was a quick and easy victory for the creature.

Only the Gallade wasn't just a Pokemon, it was a Kinu; a half-breed. Turning back into human form, the Gallade was nothing more than a teenage girl, approximetely around seventeen years of age. She smirked, then muttered to herself, "What an easy battle. Still, it was a nice little prep for today...now let's see what my winnings are." Rummaging around through the Royal Nation corpses items within their bags, the girl, named Zaria, replied, "Hmm...a gun, a Poke Ball, and a taser...well, that's not any fun. Oh well." She sighed, then looked up at the sky. Dawn was just arriving, and light was filtering through the trees.

"Daytime already? Well, time to get back to headquarters and report what happened last night...but for now, I'm tired. Time for one of my Pokemon to take a shift." Reaching into her pocket, Zaria pulled out a Poke Ball and chucked it a few feet away from her, revealing a Starmie. Her first Pokemon she had ever caught, nicknamed B.B. "Alright B.B., time for you to fight off some guards if need be." B.B. chirped in agreement, waving her multiple arms around happily.

Zaria couldn't help smiling at her silly little companion's happiness, even through these difficult times. "Well then, let's get going."
 
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Alter grabbed a heavy, back handgun from the shelf. He modified it so it could shoot three bullets at once, and two additional clips were secured to the barrel, feeding into the gun.

"Well, time to go get some lunch..." he shoved the gun into his pocket and walked out of the factory. It wasn't long before he was engulfed by the busy city. People in a hurry, speeding cars, racing bikes. He looked around for a decent place to grab something to eat. He eventually settled on a nearby fast food restaurant. He walked in and waited in line.

The restaurant was full of mindless chatter, and Alter had to distract himself as he waited in line. He finally reached the counter to place his order.

"Hi, what can I get for you today?" the woman asked, wearing a bright smile. Alter looked up at the menu and pulled the gun from his pocket, as though it was nothing. She looked at him in pure fear, and the chatter filled restaurant grew silent.

"Yeah, I'll just have one double cheeseburger, no onions or pickles or any of that... five orders of french fries... five cinnamon roles... and five sodas, please." Alter copied her cheerful smile. At first the woman was silent, but Alter shook the gun, and she sprung to life.

"Is-Is that all, sir?"

"That'll do it!" Alter said, looking at her happily. No one other than the kitchen crew moved while they prepared his order. Everyone was silent. Alter was growing uncomfortable.

"So... nice weather, huh?" He got no answer. A woman brought Alter his order, her hands shaking.

"Y-your order, sir..."

"Thanks!" he said, grabbing the large bag. He looked at the sodas. I'm gonna need some help... He reached into his back pocket and everyone in the restaurant flinched. Instead of another gun, or a knife, as they might've though, Alter pulled out a Pokeball and tossed it to the ground. An equally happy looking Jynx emerged, smiling at her trainer.

"Mind, uh, helping me out, here?" The Jynx nodded and picked up three of the drinks. Alter picked up the other two. They looked like they were both part of a balancing act.

"Thanks everyone!" he said, as he walked out the door.
 
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