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Open Era of Escape II

Zora of Termina

Zora of Termina

forget your high society
Pronoun
fucking guess
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A thunderous slam as the door to the cell at the end of the hallway opened. One of the denizens, an azure-haired woman who looked severely beaten, slowly opened her eyes to see two people being locked into more chains by that guard. One, a redheaded woman who looked older than she, was putting up quite an impressive fight, and the other, white-haired with blond streaks and not much older than seventeen, if that, was knocked out and already chained in.

Although it wasn’t long before the red-haired woman too was locked in and the door shut tight again.

“No… NO!” the chains could be heard rattling with the woman’s struggle. “No… They’re gonna go after Clive next…”

“C-calm down…” the Rocket in the cell croaked out, “Fighting will just make it worse… do you know what they do to the fighters…? They’re the first to go…”

“First to… go…?”

It was around then that the white-haired girl shifted. “Nnngh… it’s dark…” the spot where her tattoo was still stung a bit. She tried to reach up to rub it, only to find… “Wha… chains?! Where the hell am I?!”

"Settle down... clearly they think you're working with us, otherwise you wouldn't be here..." The woman who henceforth will be known as Azurra looked up at the ceiling. "And I can only imagine what they did with Hera... brainwashing... torture... ugh..."

"Who's Hera...?"

"My Gardevoir... we were all stripped of our Pokemon and weapons when we were captured... I'd imagine the same happened to you... and she was never in a Poke Ball so I doubt she's being stored somewhere..."

"...Stripped of..." the red-haired woman almost instantly looked down. "My... my Poke Balls!!"
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A brown-haired girl woke with a start. She was chained to a wall. She looked down at her belt.

"They took them...of course." she sighed.

She glanced around at the faces. There was only one she truly recognized.

"Looks like we're doomed." Jax muttered, "If you're in here as well...."

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Chisai stirred, opening her eyes to see a dank cell in front of her.

"Where...how?" she cried.

I....I've been kidnapped. she realized, Like that man....

"What's the ransom this time? My family will pay it, no matter what the cost will be!" she screamed at the guards.

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"You better let me out of this cage you have me in." Skye yelled, "Tell your 'boss' that I won't stand for this. Trapping me like an animal, when he's the true animal here."

She flicked a strand of black hair out of her face.
 
Salene's eyes fluttered open. "...Where the hell am !?" she asked drowsily before looking around. "...Where's Moonstone?" She asked, all of a sudden wide awake. "WERE THE FUCK IS MY DELCATTY????"
 
Jason began to stir.

Where...

His eyes slowly opened. Wherever he was, it was... dark. Dark, and very blurry. Jason tried to rub his eyes, but found that his hands weren't responding. There was just a strange rattling whenever he tried. And for some reason, the back of his head was aching.

Now the arms won't respond, he thought, is there anything my body can do right?

He turned his head slightly, and found himself looking toward... someone. He couldn't see too clearly, but whomever it was that he was looking at was saying something about a true animal...

He turned his head to the other side of him, but there was nothing there except a dark wall.

Cathar's not here, he thought, odd.

He looked again at the person nearby. His vision was starting to clear up, and he could now see several stone walls, and directly in front of him...

Directly in front of him were the bars of a cage.

That's when it came rushing back to him.

"I was attacked," he said, "and whoever attacked me must have taken Cathar... maybe Aslla can-"

He looked down at his belt, only to find that there were no pokeballs there.

"Oh, no," he said to nobody in particular, "no, no no. They're gone. All of them."
 
Wallace woke up after being attacked on the street. He woke up to find himself in chains. "Either I've been kidnapped, or some girl likes it rough!" laughed Wallace, "And seeing everyone else in here I assume it's the former. Hey Hax isn't this just like the time we were cap... Hax?" Wallace wondered, worrying. Hax is normally out of his Pokéball following Wallace and hacking something. "Hey Montana... Dakota? Rico? Dodrio Crew?" called Wallace, "WHERE ARE MY POKEMON!!"
 
"Ugh..." Vera eventually gave up fighting as she heard Jax speak. "You... y'all know each other?"

"She was one of my better officers... and she may be... she might be righ-" Azurra's eyes locked onto Angel. "Girl... your hair is done up... what do you use to hold it...?"

"Me...?" Angel tilted her head. "I use hair pins. Why- ohhh, I get i-"

"SHHH! You're lucky the guard wasn't there...! Now... try and see if you can get a pin out and unlock yourself...!"

"Yes ma'am..." Angel leaned her head to the left and just barely managed to find a pin and pull it out. When she did, she started fiddling with it in her hand and eventually got it into the key hole.

"Now hold on." Vera looked at her. "How do we know you're trustworthy...? After all, after we free you, y'all could lock us back in and escape yourself...!"

"You would sooner distrust me, who's in the same boat as you, and then get locked back in here by the people who tell you to trust them when you make one misstep where you can't even see the line...?"

"...I suppose y'all might be right... but I still wanna hear some explainin'."

"Lance the Dragon Master... finally snapped... we were the only thing standing between him and... Arceus. He wants... to wipe out humanity... so it's just him and the Pokemon... starting with any dissenters, anyone who he even thinks opposes him..."

"Uh...huh... and y'all expect us to believe that?"

"Would... any of you be in here if it weren't true...? This ain't a normal prison... this is... this is like Death Row... I've heard them talk... about Allegiance Ceremonies... about how they look forward to the pain on dissenters' faces... I think they torture them into swearing their souls to them... and those that don't... they get killed, I'd bet..."

"That... certainly don't sound pleasant..." by now, all Vera could think about was if they went after Clive. If this Rocket spoke the truth... she shivered.

"There's... hope, though. I was informed by another one who got locked in here with me... he was from Sinnoh... and they say there's a city underground there, where the refugees are hiding... but we... we would need to take out every last base on the way there... free as many as we could, rebuild an army... and take Lance down."

"And y'all... think we can do all that...?"

"We can certainly try... if we start with this one... I'll bet they have a list of sister bases somewhere... and all our Pokemon."
 
Mike blinked slowly. It was dark, his arms hurt, his head hurt and his legs hurt. "Where?" He croaked. At first, he though he was in the hotel room at the League building, but then he looked at the chains and decided that was unlikly. "Free, Kawoof, get rid of the chains!" He said. No Pokéballs opened, no chains melted or snapped. He looked down. His belt was gone, and with it his Pokédex, Pokégear, Pokénav and Pokéballs. "What is this place?"
 
James woke up with a start when he heard Salene yelling. Quickly pulling himself into a sitting position, he said, "Hey, cut it with the yelling! And my mom says that cussing is bad." Stopping for a second to try and find where he was, he saw a couple toilets, a cot or two, four frightened faces, and bars. "What?" he said. "I'M IN JAIL?!!?!?!" He immediately started crying for a few minutes. "I want my mom!" he kept repeating to himself. Finally stopping to think, he reached for a PokeBall. "Go, Jackie!" he said, but when he reached on his belt, he felt nothing. No PokeBalls, no PokeDex, not even the Tylenol his mother had given him in case he got sick. Tears again began streaming down his face, and he did what any sensible teenager would do. Turning around the cell, he pointed at the first face he saw, which happened to be Chisai. "This is ALL YOUR FAULT!" he yelled, then flopped back into the fetal position on the floor to sob himself out.
 
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"Would they really capture all these people just to get me?" Chisai squeaked, "I'm SOOOOOOORRRRRY!"

Chisai started sobbing.

"It's all my fault, I knew it." she coughed between sobs.

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Jax kept her trap shut, as to not alert the guards to Angel's bobby pins. She did flash a smile at Azurra for thinking of it.
 
"Guhh...my head."

Starr still had her eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to ward off the throbbing headache. She had just woken up, and was still a bit groggy. After a moment, the pain eased off, and she opened her green eyes, frowning. She glared at the cell around her for a second, then the people. She sighed angrily and shut her eyes again.

"Well that just figures," she hissed, mostly to herself.

There was a kid crying nearby, and Starr opened her eyes to glare at him. The sound was aggravating her headache. She reached up to touch her forehead, then glared at the chains around her wrists. She reached down to grab at Jack's Pokeball, and...it wasn't there. She growled, temper lost now. The crying was pissing her off even more.

"Shut your damn mouth you little rat!" she hissed at the boy curled on the floor. "I'm trying to think."

She tapped the chains a bit. These people would pay. Didn't they know who she was? Who her family was? And if she didn't get Jack back she was going to have to strangle someone. Preferably the crying brat. And now a girl was crying too. Great. Day? Made. Really. She growled again, then tried her best to lean forward towards the bars so someone could hear her.

"Do you bastards know who the hell I am?! Let me go this instant!"


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Emil woke up in a similar state, his head throbbing at him. He groaned loudly.

"Was ist das...?" He muttered, wiggling his arms a bit. Chained up, it seems... Another groan.

He groped for his Pokeballs, but they were gone. This seemed to take a minute to click in, but when it did, the older man's eyes snapped open. No. No, no, no, no...

"Jacob! Jacob, vhere ah you, oh god..." he whimpered, before pulling his knees to his chest and resting his forehead against them. Not again...

"Jacob..."

((this post feels short :T I durno.))
 
Azurra flashed a quick smile at Jax and gave a glare to Emil, but it softened when there was a faint click from Angel's direction. "...Quiet down. We'll be out of here soon enough if this goes the way I think it will..."

"Aha, I got it." Angel's arm fell to her side, freed up. It was much easier for her to take off her other shackles now, and it was only a minute before she was free and took to working on Azurra.

"Oh, good..." she stared at the door. There was much yelling from the other cells, including one "Let me go this instant!" which she would've facepalmed at if her arm weren't currently being grasped by Angel while she picked the lock.

Vera's head turned toward the slats as there was a slam and a scream of "SILENCE, MAGGOTS!"

"That must be th' guard..."

"It is... he isn't a nice man..." there... that was one arm free. Now the girl was on to the other one, which also soon fell loose.

From outside, the screaming voice quieted down, but not by much. "Next for the Allegiance Ceremony... one Emil Shain."
 
"Where did you take them," Jason said, weakly, "Where are my pokemon?"

He got no response, but that might have been accounted toward the fact that nobody could her his weak question.

He didn't even try to think of escaping. He couldn't leave his pokemon, and even if he was that selfish, there was no way he could escape the chains that had him held down. And even if he could do that, he wasn't going to make it that far on his leg.

And that was another matter: his bad leg was beginning to ache from being in one position for a long time, and any attempts to move his bad leg hadn't brought too much success.

Jason turned his gaze to the other occupant of the cell. Since her outburst, she hadn't said a single word.

That's just as well, he thought, I've never been much of a conversationalist anyway. Imprisonment wouldn't change that at all.

He couldn't help smiling a little at that thought, but his smile quickly vanished as his bad leg began to hurt again.
 
With his head pounding, and a feeling of emptiness, Adam awoke on the floor.

"Wha...? Where the hell am I?" he asked, to no one in particular. He checked under his shirt. They hadn't taken away his book. but as his hand reached down to his belt, he felt.... nothing.

"What? WHERE THE HELL ARE MY POKEMON?!" he screamed. "WHOEVER YOU SOB'S ARE, GIVE MY BACK MY POKEMON, OR I SWEAR, WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS, I WILL HAVE THEM PERSONALLY KILL EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!!"

His screams went unanswered. He put his head in his hands, sobbing.
 
"Uggh..."

Everything was a daze. Spike had been kept in a state of sedation through the whole trip, and all the drugs used to keep him in that condition for who knows how long were really messing with the chemical balance of his brain. His head was pulsing with a strong headache, his vision was blurred, his muscles were in complete disarray. A couple of guards held the young man by his shoulders and carried him to a holding cell. Three prisoners were already in the room by the time he had arrived. The guards opened the gate just long enough to shove Spike inside, then closed and locked it once again.

Spike fell to the ground and slumped down, sprawled out along the cold, stone floor. His arms were chained together by about a dozen iron chains, and his legs could stretch about three times as far apart, but were also chained. His clothes had been stripped, and all he was given was an orange pair of spandex shorts, and underwear underneath. Of course, his Pokéballs had been taken as well.

The ground seemed to spin as Spike's pupils remained dilated and his eyelids fluttered, unable to keep his focus. To him it seemed like there was a constant humming background noise and some incoherent talking on top of it. And this was in the tail end of his sedation, as they figured once he was held in his cell, he wouldn't need it anymore. For now, Spike just laid on the floor, struggling to clear his thoughts and pull himself together, to pick up a more coherent picture of the dungeon around him.
 
Salene started leaking tears before breaking out into an all-out sob. "AlliwantismyDelcattybackandidontgiveafuckifyouthinkcussingsbadjustgetmethehellouttahere!" she said, as one word strung together. She normally didn't cuss this often; she was having one of her "breakdown moments".
 
Adam looked up when he heard the creaking sound of the cell door opening. He jumped up and tried to escape, but the chains held him back.

"LET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU BASTARDS!!" he screamed at the guard, blinking back tears of pain, hatred and fury.

"SILENCE!" the guard screamed. He tossed another prisoner in the cell and shut the door with a final echoing slam.

Adam collapsed to the floor, mumbling to himself: "Great, just great. My pokemon are gone, I'm chained to the floor, and this cell is now way too crowded. This is freakin' perfect."

Spent and depressed, he fell asleep in a troubled, yet merciful, slumber.
 
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Jax smiled at Angel, in a way that screamed "You're gonna let me out too, right?".

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"Stupid guards." Skye scoffed, "Clueless on how they're being brainwashed by that stupid Lance."

Skye punched the air.

"If only I was back at base, I could use my punching bag." she sighed, "It's either air or someone in here."

She sighed, knowing that if she pounded on her cellmates, they'd hate her once they got out of there.

If they got out of there.

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Chisai had sobbed herself to sleep. She made little hiccups of sadness in her sleep, from the memory of her kidnapping and possibly being the cause of this.
 
((FMC has +1 name?))

"Why don't you make me stop?" responded James. "Oh, wait, that's right, you can't! Because you're CHAINED to a WALL! WE ALL ARE!!! They're going to kill us all and you're telling me to stop crying?" Trying to push forward and break the chains, he was yanked back and crashed his head against the wall. "I WANT OUT!!!" he shouted, surging forward again. Snapping back, he repeated this process around ten more times, until his wrists were chafed red and raw and bleeding. Giving up on that tactic, he took one arm and managed to reach over and grab his other. Forcing downward with all his strength, he felt a little give in the concrete wall. "Think... I... got something!" he forced out through the tears of pain. He tried this three or four more times before it hurt too much to continue and he laid down again.
 
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