The Shattered Kingdom (The RP)

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

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(Note; Evangeline calls her other personality Angel. Angel calls the lighter personality Eva. Just so you don't get confused. Dark Purple is Angel, Purple is Eva)
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Evangeline flitted behind a crumbling wall of the ruins, her sensitive ears twitching as she heard the heavy footsteps of the Squad of soldiers the King had sent to track her after her escape. She narrowly avoided them, at first, but now she was in a corner.

She huddled down behind the rock wall, her forked tail curled around her leg. She listened until she was sure the soldiers had passed her by, and sighed in relief.

"Thank goodness..." she sighed softly,

"Yeah, thank goodness Voltaire's goons are so darn stupid..." her conflicting personality made her mutter dryly.

 

[Silver]

Red eyes glared from the darkness. These soilders...are becoming a nusience.

As soon as they passed Nyra stepped from the darkness of where she was and looked around. No one else seemed to be around until she noticed the presence of someone near the crumbling ruin area. Moving sliently she glared around the corner. When she looked she quickly retreated away, Looks like I'll be dealing with Miss Bipolar too.

Making her presence known she walked in front of the ruins and acted surprised that she was there. Hiding a small smile that was on her lips she looked her over, not much different then she had always been.

"How long...have you been here?" She asked in a voice barely audible.

 

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

"Not another one..." Eva thought, whirling around. Her brown eyes widened at seeing the Banette Gijinka, and she stepped back. Voltaire was not above using Ghost types in his schemes.


"Let me out, Eva." Angel thought to the conflicted Princess.

"No, you'll just attack her" Eva argued.

"Aren't you the one who thought she was with Voltaire?" Angel responded. Eva stayed silent.

Coming back to reality, Eva answered the Banette's question as vaguely as possible, "Not long, honestly"

 

[Glace]

Mailynn could hear voices coming from the ruins previously endangered by the fleet of soldiers.

Survivors? she thought as her body reversed itself to the direction of which the voices were eminating from. Or could it just be... them? Mai thought while curiously dragging herself against a rouch, stone wall blocking herself from the vision of the unknown beings.

Waiting for the precise moment that would mark the box of "not awkward" on a survey-like piece of paper, Mailynn sat in an anxious and unnerving manner. This is becoming tiresome... Mai muttered to herself before strolling onto the grounds of which the duo of strangers were conversing. You guys survivors, banished, or what? Mailynn inquired while slowly ambling closer to the two.

What's the whole deal here? the Dragonite Gijinka thought prior to another's start of speech.

 

[Lili]

All Nicki could think of was her in Emin's arms. They hid in a tiny part of a collapsed ruin, holding each other tight. Every second spent together was one in panic, only concerned about each other's safety. The both drew in their breaths at the sound of footsteps, tighting their hold. They waited for a couple of seconds until they were sure the soldiers were out of earshot and sight. Emin started to stand up, looking back at Nicki quickly.

"Stay here," he ordered, before walking slowly and quietly out of the ruins. He could hear someone mutter, "Thank goodness", and he stiffed once again. It didn't sound like a soldier, but he could never be too sure. He made his way towards the direction of the voice, stepping lightly along the way. Peering out from behind a corner, he noticed a Banette Gijinka talking to an Espeon. One was obviously a Dark-type. He sighed in relief. Before going out to greet them, he walked back towards Nicki.

"Don't worry," he said as he approached her. "They're friendlies."

Both Fire-types crept out of the darkness and Nicki followed Emin to where he had said the other Dark Gijinkas were. Nicki stepped forward to them, clearing her throat.

"Hello. I'm guessing you guys are hiding from Voltaire's fools as well?" Nicki raised an eyebrow, keeping her voice low in case any one of the soldiers were still around.

 

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

((No, no no, No one knows Eva's part dark type yet, since she still looks like a normal Espeon morph ^_^))

 

[Lili]

((edited))

 

[Silver]

The crowd of other Gijinka's was growing fast. So everyone want's to get away? Why not with that crazy king...

"I see..." she said, this girl was acting cautious towards her. When the Fire Gijinka's came over she could tell they were a couple. If they get caught...one of them will experience the pain of seperation, unless they both get killed, that is.

"Yes, I am at least..." her voice was still barely audible, and she looked at the Espeon from the corner of her eye. What do you suspect me of?

 

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

Eva was quiet, and then she looked around cautiously, a little uncomfortable with the crowd.

"Alright, tell everyone to back off, or I'll MAKE em back off" Angel hissed in Eva's mind.

"Angel, shush..." Eva muttered under her breath.

 

[Glace]

"Mhmm," the Dragonite Gijinka nervously hummed to herself when realizing the growing crowd of beings. Mailynn knew that a crowd too large such as this would eventually draw attention towards itself like a magnet does to iron. Mai did not want to go through any pain or torture, and though chances were better in groups, they were worse in larger assemblies.

"Yeah. Umm, anyone here think that any of Voltaire's goons are still pitching in on this little meeting of ours?" Mailynn interrogated the others cautiously. "Personally I do. And if they are not at the moment, then the moment they do will most likely come extremely soon. Just pointing it out."

She relaxed a bit and place her hands behind her head, pondering about the fores sent after them and others just like the group at the moment. Mailynn knew the situation was becoming mroe tense than it already was, and if the little meeting of their's was not broken apart soon then they would all be facing a deep trouble. "But how," Mai muttered to herself. "How do I convince these other scarred people that weneed to leave. Now?"

"UGH!" she murmured, accidentally letting her frustration slip out of her body into the air once occupied by the soldiers watching and waiting for others to make the wrong move at the wrong time. "This...is unbearable!" she exclaimed to herself in thought.

 

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

"The mountains are the safest place right now...but I still need to find Kalil..." Eva continued muttering to herself, until she heard something. Crashing coming from a bit in the distance, and the unmistakable metal clattering of Silesia soldiers' armor.

"Oh, Arceus, why now...?" She whined, before turning, her tail whipping against the wall in her haste, "Sounds like around 15 of 'em..." She murmured, "Oh well, I've handled worse odds on my own..." She slowly crept around towards the wall, tilting her head and looking around the wall.

After her little peek, she withdrew her head, "Okay, a slight miscalculation. There's 30." She stated dryly.

 

[Coloursfall]

Emil kept his back pressed to the large stone pillar, waiting for quiet. When the silence came, he peered around the stone, blue eyes darting back and forth, scanning for danger. When he didn't see or sence any, he stepped out and began to explore the area. Rocks and thin grasses were most of what he could see. Sigh. He wished he had some company, and worried about his lost companions. They had gotten split up a day or two ago, and he hadn't seen hide nor hair since. He shut his eyes for a moment to remember them, making a silent vow to avenge their deaths, if they had indeed died, and find them if they had not. When he opened his eyes again, he was met with the same scenery as before.

He started to make his way about the ruins, bare feet tapping over the grass and stone, claws digging in slightly when they could. He was built for rocky terrain, so this was no problem, just slightly annoying. He kept a sharp ear out for sounds and payed close attention to his danger sence.

When he didn't find much of anything after a minute or two, he started to hum softly, which quickly became soft singing, which soon became a steady hymn that he had learned from his mother when he was a young pup. He kept his voice strong and loud, not caring if he drew soldiers or other survivours - either would be preferable to being alone. He could fight and die like his friends if the soldiers found him, or find others to care for and protect like he had his loved ones...

((ETA: WOAH i was ninja'd like 5 times there

 

[Exo-Raikou]

((Huh, I didn't realize I was accepted (*is making a complete fool of himself*)))

He was perched atop a stone wall, gazing out into the darkness, and in doing so, spotted upwards of thirty of the enemy further out. How far from this place they were, he could not say.

In darkness as deep as this, even Robert Carter couldn't tell just what were his surroundings further off. True, he had no ranged attacks which would have suffered from the lack of a good sight area, but it always helped in a combat scenario to know just what the composition of the enemy was.

It was also true that he was going against the ideal scenario by being as far out from the group as he was. That was something he didn't care about - why should he? It would be more ideal for the enemy to track his movements - that way, when they engaged, he would have a decent excuse to cut as many of them down as he could.

He allowed himself some small comfort in that thought, and slid down the stone wall. If this group were to trust him, he would have to at lest pretend to be integrated.

The other survivors were gathered a ways away from his lookout, in a discussion of some kind. Deciding that he had nothing to contribute to this discussion, Robert walked over to the group, standing just outside of their little "ring," and listened in.

 

[Flareth]

Karina bit her lip. All the exilees were grouped together. Karina was leaning behind a stone pillar.

"What are you guys doing?" she sharply whispered, "Out in the open, you're sitting Ducklett for the soldiers."

She rolled her eyes and crouched behind the pillar.

 

[Silver]

There are a lot of others here now...gee, this will be fun. Nyra thought as the crowd grew bigger. Maybe I should just- her thoughts got cut off as the one girl said something about 30 soliders coming this way.

This would be a chance for her to get part of the revolt she wanted. And once they got here...oh, what fun she'll have! This will be a chance for her to send a message to the king, well, that is if any of them survive.

"Well, are you guys just going to stand there and let the soliders come, or are you going to fight against them?" She said, a light tone of joy in her quiet voice. There was no need to contain the sinister smile that was on her face, even if it was small.

 

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

"I'm not just going to sit here being a scared little Buneary!" Angel snarled, raising her palms up to her front, about ready to abuse her Psychic and Dark powers for all they were worth. She slid slightly to the right, so she could see part of the advancing mob.

 

[Mai]

Stacy buzzed around, trying to avoid the soldiers. She was halfway walking, halfway flying, and using her wings to speed herself up. The ninjask Gijinka had no particular direction in mind, actually. Her only goal at this point was to help any exiles, if there were any around here. However, how she would help them was uncertain.

She saw a large group of people ahead of her, crowded around an ancient, unstable wall. It was probably to hide. She decided in an instant to go and meet them up. She hoped she could help them. They were probably dark types, right?

Claire slowly hovered behind, thinking. It was a silly idea to just charge after them like that. Stacy was going to get herself hurt. What if they were soldiers? Even though they were not dark types, the king would be just as happy to punish those who would help them. Also, being a shedinja, she would probably be easily mistaken for being dark. Nevertheless, she followed her older sister (though in some ways the ninjask was her mother) toward the crowd, stopping when she got near the people. She was not all that eager to be close to them, although it did put her near the bisharp Gijinka.

Stacy skittered to a halt right next to the espeon Gijinka. "Hi!" she exclaimed. "I'm Stacy. Are all of you the exiles? I kind of am too." She smiled happily, despite the fact that them being exiles was not all that much to be happy about.

That was such a stupid move. Claire had no idea why she loved and looked up to her sister that much when she made such terrible moves. "That was such a great move, Stacy," she scolded. "Telling them we're with the dark types. What if they're soldiers? Not that it really matters. We're going to get caught anyway, you and your empathy. I bet when the soldiers come you're going to preach to them."

"Claire! What's your problem?! I'm sure they're fine," the ninjask Gijinka replied somewhat angrily. Why is she so rude?

"Don't mind her," Stacy said in a ligher tone of voice. "She's just a little grumpy. That's my sister, Claire. I don't understand why she followed me if she's just going to complain about it."

That's right, thought Claire. Keep giving them information. That's going turn out reeally well.

 

[Sweet Silver Nightmare]

"Another one?" Eva wondered out loud, "It's getting really crowded...the soldiers are sure to notice us now...."

It was true. One of the Jolteon Gijinka that made up the outer rim of the 'circle' of soldiers heading their way had noticed them all, and the troops had sped up. They'd likely be on them in a matter of minutes at this rate.

 

[Glace]

"And so my warnings have truly been ignored," muttered Mailynn dryly as she heard the rumbling of the soldiers traveling towards the now extremely noticeable group. The amount of members had slowly been growing throughout the past minutes.

"Did not feel like fighting today, but looks like that's not gonna happen," Mai stated while preparing herself for the incoming combat. She was glad, at least, to know that she was for once not alone in the fighting; the others seemed to be preparing themselves as well. And though she did not know any of the Gijinkas standing beside her, she felt safe and secure under the others' protection.

So Mailynn watched and waited, for the army was drawing ever so closer directly with the building tension sitting upon her metaphorical shoulders.

 

[Lili]

Nicki heard the Espeon mutter something under her breath, but she couldn't quite make it out. Was she talking to them or herself?

Marshall stiffed up.

"Thirty? Are you serious?" he started to walk back towards where he and Nicki had been hiding earlier, but his mate held her hoof out to him, signaling for him to stop. He obeyed, like the canine he was. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a couple other Gijinkas enter the circle they had formed.

Nicki turned to the girl who had just spoken, saying they were sitting Duckletts.

"If we hide anyway, they're still going to find us. I suggest we fight against them." Her mate flinched when she said this, the image of his Nicki fighting was unbearable to him.

A Ninjask Gijinka had appeared as well, chipper and excitedly telling them she was in exile as well. Her Shedinja friend reprimanded her. Marshall could tell he wasn't going to like the Ninjask already. However, he had to acknowledge the bond they had. They were obviously sisters, another pairing like him and Nicki. He could somewhat relate to what it felt like to have to protect someone from all the dangers of the world, especially the ones they had to go through right now.

Emin noticed that the soldiers had noticed them. The opposing group was now speeding towards them, and his heart rate quickened. He whipped around to Nicki.

"Nicki, go. I'll fight them."

"Hell no! If you fight, I fight!"

"But-!"

"'But' nothing! I'm staying here! With you."

Marshall growled in frustration, turning back around to the soldiers. There was no way he could argue with the Rapidash and win. She was too... too... well, it was hard to say. But she was different. Dominant.