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Open Dreams of the Past

"So... what are we going to do with it...?" The first question she knew they would ask. Up ahead, the city was getting closer and closer... the dreary skyscrapers came into sight, as did that typical smoggy gloomy gray clouded sky...

She didn't respond.

Here... here she was... leaving this place with him... It was only a few hours ago that he was still an actual person... Instead of some mindless body in the dirt.

The familiar shoddy, wrecked building came into sight. An old mess of a thing, which appeared to have been barely held together.

People hustled around on the streets, whispering, in tight-knit groups... They all appeared rather apprehensive... Rasu took note of this... they seemed to be staring at the Pokémon... gesturing nervously at it.

Mourmedy took out a set of battered rusted keys and opened the front door.

The interior was just as battered, as weathered-looking as the outside. Old soot covered windows and spider webs littered their headquarters... As usual, of course. At the end of the room's hall was a single small desk, with a rather dull-looking young woman sitting at it, her tired eyes gazing emptily across at them.

She went to the receptionist.

"Welcome back Miss Mourmedy..."
 
"well, see you."
Ancea turned around, exiting the tunnel. She began to look around for a place to hide, like a deep body of water. Or maybe a human that would take her in. If she remembered correctly, there was a museum somewhere in the region. Not like it would still be there, but it was worth a try. Judging by the sun, she figured out which direction was which, and began to head southwest.
 
Qua looked back at Ancea before she left. All he wanted was his Trainer back. He wasn't aware that she was dead.

Hoshiyume.... where are you?
 
"I was an unwilling slave of the humans. They captured me and my fellow Dusknoir years and years ago, and I was singled out as the strongest, and thrown in thsoe chambers more times than I would like to think of. If you were in the cave, you would know that I killed one of the humans, so that makes me their enemy. It's good to know I'm not alone."
 
Fyrix looked around. There was mostly forest beneath her, and she could just barely see what seemed to be a city or something far away.
I'm free! Well, assuming nobody tries to find me. I'd imagine a Salamence wouldn't be too hard to spot.
Getting hungry, she looked around for other Pokemon. She noticed the Solrock from before behind her. Shrugging, the Pokemon slowed down a little bit.
Wonder why it's following me. Doesn't matter, I guess.
 
Skaldia, despite being dazed by her crash and the pain that lingered in her body, rasped out a feeble gasp at the sight of the city. The cities she knew had been glorious, compared to this. Well-built, clean, and looking as new as if it just had been built. While this was a ruin. "How can you live here?" she began, incredulous. "Where is this?" Surely it couldn't have been any of the cities she knew. Even the small towns, like Lavender, or Violet City, had been in much better condition than this place. Or at least, they had been before she had entered the chambers.
 
"You may want to take refuge somewhere. In this world, humans and pokemon are mostly enemies. Those who make an agreement with humans are usually forced to do work for them. That girl - Mourmedy, was it? That escaped could be quite dangerous if she told anyone that we still live in this cave. Survival of the fittest."
 
Ancea knew she was far from the museum, but remembered that it was on the west side of a mountain. She appeared to be on the east side, so she would have to cross it to get to the ancient town.
 
"Well, then, I thank you for your time."

The Dusknoir then floated away.

Interesting. So something happened- the Weavile never said what- that created an enmity between humans and pokemon... and now, they're enemies.

The only question now is how to convince the ohter pokemon about that. They won't believe me if I tell them.
 
I'm afraid I'm going to have to drop out of this RPG. I just never was able to connect with it. I hope it goes well for the rest of you.
 
The Kabutops was getting closer to the mountain, little by little. She had to stop and rest, due to the fact that she hadn't walked this far for a while. A large town was nearby, something she faintly remembered to start with "P." P-pewter City. Yes. That was it.
Ancea took cover and hid in a pond between a clump of nearby trees. She would sit for a while here, and leave when everything was empty of humans. She didn't want to waste her time trying to escape from another human when the museum was the place she wanted to go.
 
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Unfortunaly, I also have to drop out :[ You post too much, I'm kinda comfused and Charcoal keeps getting ignored. Oh well, I hope you others will have fun.
 
"I... I saw Atticus..." The receptionist muttered nervously, her dull eyes suddenly turning tense. She opened her mouth to speak again, but seemed to decide that the question was too sensitive to venture into.

Mourmedy didn't reply.

"...We're going up to the laboratory..."

The receptionist nodded, still eyeing Mourmedy anxiously.

And they walked up a set of stairs to the left of her old ragged desk. Some people left from the group as they went up the various floors. By the time they got to the 4th floor, there were only a scant few of them remaining, the ones carrying that monster.

...The beast had spoken... asked a question...

"Where this is is not of your concern." Was all she said in response, her voice as dull as the receptionist's gray face.

They had arrived in the laboratory. The group dropped the Aerodactyl atop a long, metallic table.

"Get the scientists. Rasu, you stay here with me... examine this beast." And the other woman nodded in response, noticing her friend's manner somewhat... odd. Atticus... his death must have affected her more than any of them could comprehend...

Rasu went over to the Aerodactyl and began to look it over, checking for injuries, sprains, and other various things. She was usually a doctor for humans and therefore was unsure of exactly how to conduct this. But she had to, the state that Mourmedy was in... things couldn't go wrong. The woman applied slight pressure to the beast's wings. "Does this hurt?"
 
There were still many people moving around, and the sun was high in the sky. Ancea guessed that she would have to wait a while to make a move. But she could risk running into the mountain tunnel when no one was looking...
The Kabutops thought better of it. She decided to hunt some prey or something while she waited. She kept a sharp eye out for anything worthwhile.
A sound of fluttering wings caught her eye. A Staravia was pecking at a Kricketot nearby. With stealth, Ancea began to sneak up on it from the water.
The bird almost flew away as the Kabutops leaped out of the pond, gracefully but powerfully. The predator pinned her prey to the ground with a scythe before slashing the Staravia clean in two. Satisfied, Ancea ran into the trees with her prey, hoping not to be seen.
 
Skaldia bit back a retort that of course it hurt. "Yes." she growled out. Hadn't the woman seen her crash? Surely she couldn't expect something to not hurt after the impact. Then, in an attempt to make the painful examination go by quicker, the Aerodactyl offered reluctantly "My back hurts the worst. I might have fractured something... I never hit the ground with my wings open before." An irritated tail twitch caused a snarl as she apparently forgot that moving would hurt her far more than the lingering pain she was feeling at the moment.

"Tell me... do you think the same of me as your beloved leader does? That I'm too dangerous?" It was important to hear the answer: Rasu had stopped Mourmedy from hurting or killing her back in Union Cave, and seemed less affected by that man's death. Or perhaps she cared as much as Mourmedy. Skaldia was no judge of human character, and all these changes only made it more confusing. "And where are we? This can't be any city I knew of, back then." Though the woman was probably more focused on following orders, the Pokemon had to know something. Being clueless about this time, this practically new world she had entered, was more than she could bear.
 
I was hoping you might have some idea of where the Aerodactyl went., Sinar said to the Salamence. Even if she didn't know, Sinar sensed one of those very large human settlements up ahead. It could find something there. Or at least pick up some information.
 
Rasu sighed, hearing the Aerodactyl's questions and continuing to conduct her check up. She pressed further pressure into the wing and felt around it, checking to see if anything was broken or out of place.

"I'll be back... I have to make sure they don't screw this up." Mourmedy had left the room, gone after the others' who she sent to get the scientists.

"She is a good woman, please don't judge her to harshly. I think she's maybe a bit severe in her views, but her life hasn't been easy. And now this happens to Atticus... It just... I know how much she's hurting, even if she doesn't show it. She blames it on Pokémon... Really, I don't think she thinks you're dangerous at all..." She went over the wing again, apologizing for any pain it might've caused... Something felt odd...

"...And this is Fuschia City... or at least, its slums..."
 
Fyrix shrugged apologetically.
"I'm guessing she's with humans, but I don't really know."
 
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As Zrantox floated through the woods, he wondered how he would find the other pokemon.

After I fled, they could have gone in all directions. For all I know, they're on the other side of the region.

He needed to find a city. Any city. For where there were cities, there were humans. And where there were humans, there was a possibility of the "champion".

And even if she's not there, there will still be plenty of humans for the killing.
 
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