The CHERRYGROVE Team

"... Zar...? Are you ok...?" Rea asked, but before Salazar could respond-"Did you find a medical kit? or maybe a Potion?" The Luxray asked as it padded closer, to which Rea shook her head. Salazar twitched his nose a bit, still feeling shook from the sight he had stumbled upon "We found the kit, Zar!" Rea said, to Sal, crawling over toward the pikachu, holding the box up in it's stumpy yellow arms. Salazar chipperd up quickly, and clapped his hands in delight. hastily walking toward the Pikachu, and brushing past Rea. He gladly grabbed the pack from the Pikachu, and bowed his head in thanks to it for finding the item. Placing the kit down for a moment, he looked to Rea and began to form words with his hands.

"We need to hurry, before the unpleasent scented feline gets an infection in her wound." He worded before turning back to the Pikachu, lifting it up and placing him on his shoulder,Sal then picked up the medical kit and began to trot toward the Liepard and Krokorok, slightly amused at the sight of an Crcodile holding a panther in a bridal fashion. He his fur was standing up a bit from the Pikachu's static electricity, but he was more concerned about the feline's injury at the moment.
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(OoC:short post is short, sorry if it seems rushed, but i have writer's block, don't want to skip, and it's my last day to post ><, Anathema gave me permission to place Sorrow on Salazar's shoulders.)

As the others joined them, Sorrow held up the box over his head in confusion.
Was this what they were looking for? What do I do with it? Where do I go?
"Over here muchacho!"
He didn't know what a 'muchacho' was, but before he could turn around towards the reptile, somebody snatched up the box that he held. The Pikachus' large eyes fixed on the Zoroark who took the box and the odd things he did with his claws.
What's he doing?...

Sorrow smiled faintly at the large creature, right before he picked him up and placed him on his shoulder. The Pikachu gasped at the sudden but friendly action. He shakily steadied himself as his small claws clutched at the large wolves' maned shoulder, involuntary electricity discharging from his cheeks.
Sorrow couldn't help the large grin growing on his face at the gesture of friendship.

Jose felt a smile form at his face as he heard how the group found medical supplies, already applying bandages to Cashlin's wound, "Gracias amigos, I am very grateful." He glanced over at Acelin, who was... Oddly quiet, not that he cared, but it bothered him. The Krokorok was so used to the bastard always yelling at him, now it's just grumble here, grumble there. The sand-croc felt his eyes soften as he found how the Pikachu was grinning at the Zoroark, little amigo must be glad to have a friend in this Arceus-forsaken world.
As Jose scratched the back of his head, he couldn't help, but perk up, "So what shall we do after this? Gather supplies? Food sounds good?" He never was sure about the needs of others, the Krokorok always had to ask, he was that oblivious in nature.

A sudden screech was heard from the horizon, a sound of a bird, yet it was so... different. As if something was caught in the throat, nonetheless, it caught Jose's attention, the sand-croc immediately turning around, noticing a Braviary out in the distance above the sea, "Everyone inside!" Jose said in a harsh whisper, he was pretty damn sure everyone that he knew for about two hours was on his attendance list, and pretty damn sure they could hear him. If they want to play 'hero' the Croc would be the one sacrificing himself for them.

Salazar Noticed the Pikachu's growing grin and couldn't help but smile back. The lil guy had seemed pretty shy and frightful. It was nice to see that he was more comfortible, Salazar felt pleased that he had managed to make someone feel better, in this now decrepid nightmare of a world. "So what shall we do after this? Gather supplies? Food sounds good?" The pondering Krokorok piped while scratching the back of his head. Before Salazar could so much as form a sylible, a horried gurgling screech came from the horizon, due to his canine hearing, Sal couldn't help but bend his ears back and let his hackles rise in startlement.

"Everyone inside!" Jose yelled as he turned back from looking at the source of the screech off above the sea, no sooner had he said this, things appeared to turn dangerous. Off in this distance, maybe a mile or two off, a few other horrid painful screams erupted as if in response to the sound of the other infecteds finding of food. Salazar didn't need to be told twice, he quickly picked the medicine box back up, and reaching backward he gently pushed the Pikachu deeper into the side of his hair a bit, he was concerned that the bird might catch up and swoop his newfound friend off of his shoulder. "safty precaution, rather lose hair than lose a friend" He Said to the Yellow rodent, before quickly trodding toward the Poke'mart.

Glancing back at the Krokorok, "hurry, the mart is our safest bet, I was scrounging around in there earlier." Salazar couldn't help but be annoyed with himself for speaking so much, sure it was necessary, but he was still breaking his vow of silence, he was being a terrible mime, but reintroducing himself to his own codes and rules could wait until there wasn't an zombie falcon, and most likely other creatures homing in on their location.

The Pikachu shuddered as he heard the infecteds' gurgling cry. His eyes shot to the sky to search for it, but he was quickly but gently pushed back by the Zoroarks' large claw.

"Saftey precaution, rather lose hair than lose a friend" he muttered as he ran out into the open. Sorrow backed up into the creatures' fur keeping himself as inconspicuous as possible. He was surprised to hear the wolf talk so much; he hadn't heard him speak at all, other than to the Charizard, who he seemed to know for a long time.
The Pikachu uneasily clutched tighter to his tiny blue bag as his eyes scanned the sky from under his protective shield of Zoroark fur.
I hope it doesn't see us...

The Smeargle yawned, pulling her jaws back to show sharp teeth before closing them with a lazy blink of her eyes. But Peintre was snapped from her daze as a loud, avian cry split th air. Her eyes wodened as she saw a huge bird rise up out of nowhere and aim itself right at her direction. "Shit," she muttered angerly, getting to her paws, holting her tail protectively in one hand. She would have to fight the bastard. But a sudden whispered voice changed her attention. She whipped around to see a group of Pokemon, one of which a dark colored feline that looked hurt. "Double shit."

Her peircing golden gaze narrowed as she whipped around to regaurd the undead. It was coming closer. Fast. She had no choice. Peintre sighed, shoving her exhaustion to the back of her mind. Peintre would have to finish this shit before it began.

Her folded ears flicked back, a growl forming in her chest, as she heald up her paintbrush tail. She waved it back and forth, up and down, making an imaginary elaborate patern in the air. Suddenly her body began to pulse a light goden auora, and then it was white. Suddenly she shot up into the air, using Fly to enter the bird's territory. "Get shelter!" She called down to the group of polemon, her voice a deep growl, before charging up another attack. The bird was getting closer. She would be ready.

((Ooc; Peintre has a very deep, masculin voice. She sounds just like a man and should be mistaken for one. Lolz))

((Skip Greed.))

"Hurry, the mart is our safest bet, I was scrounging around in there earlier." The Zoroark said, the Ground-type nodding in agreement, "Si mi amigo, get everyone in as soon as possible, I'll follow in-" "Get shelter!" A voice interrupted Jose, the Krokorok feeling a vein pop in annoyance, "You get inside too amigo!" He snapped at the owner, he guessed it was a male. No fucking shit it was a male.

The flapping of wings got closer, Jose quickly grabbed up Cashlin (and rushed Acelin; "Get inside amigo!"), placing her in the mart before heading out and looking around. Oh yeah, the dude on the top of the mart, "Hurry up!"

That was when the unthinkable happened, as soon as those words left the Krokorok, the flapping of wings became incredibly close, and a Braviary grabbed him by the shoulders, flying up into the sky and toward a nearby mountainside near the shore. ... Are you fucking shitting me. Jose struggled, trying to wiggle free from the giant talons, was this bird infected? Living? It was impossible from his position to tell, mostly because he can only see the bird's rear end. He gave himself a mental facepalm at his failure, only glancing back in hopes everyone stayed inside and didn't run out like this idiot.

[Ooc: Had permission to carry Cashlin :B]

The screeches of the birds were like nails on a chalkboard, painful as you hear them with an aftertaste to last. Cashlin could only screw her eyes shut as her bandaged form was picked up and rushed to shelter. Acelin swiftly followed, he would never leave his misstress's side, after all. However, things went immediately from bad to worse when the Liepard saw as a Braviary grabbed the Krokorok, snatching him away. Jose was being taken away. Her. Jose.

And no fucking one takes her Jose away.

Ignoring any objections and voices she forcefully flung her body outside, screaming. "No! NO! Give Jose back, give him back!" Screeching, she turned angrily to the Luxray beside her, snarling and baring her teeth. "Don't just fucking stand there, DO SOMETHING! You're at a type advantage!" She spat, and the large feline reluctantly obeyed, shooting an immediate Thunder directly at Jose and the bird, knowing full well the attack wouldn't harm the Krokorok at all.

The Pikachu gasped as he turned to watch the Krokorok get snatched by a giant bird.
The large feline was yowling and roaring at the Luxray for him to follow. Sorrow immediately leaped off the Zoroarks shoulder and bounded after the bird.
The Pikachu leaped into the air, cyan lightning escaping from the small rodents' body and connecting with the bird, just as a thunder attack hit.

"No! NO! Give Jose back, give him back!" Jose could just hear Cashlin from the distance, 'Madre de dios, I hope they don't dare attack from there.' He thought, glancing down below him were several pine trees, a cliffside just nearby. Great, he'll get hit by one of them if he were to fall down. The Sand croc glanced up astonished as a Thunder came flying toward the bird as well as some blue spark - possibly from the Pikachu. The attacks directly hit the bird on the back - thank Arceus that Jose was a Ground-type otherwise he would have felt immense pain rather than a ticklish feeling - dropping him a moments passed. Possibly from being paralyzed.



As the sun began to rise as soon as Jose hit the trees, already letting the sight of the sun rising disappear. The pine needles were sharp, as soon as he landed on the grass miraculously on his feet, he felt lucky as fuck just to live despite the pain. It was difficult to see with pine needles stuck on the rim of his now-cracked Black Sunglasses (it annoyed him so much on how damaged it was now). Screeches from birds were still heard from afar, as if calling for back-up. The Krokorok released a growl as he glared up at the sky, "Bastards are going after everyone..." Despite knowing the group of misfits for about a couple of hours, it was fun being around them, and he already trusted them thanks to the several attacks they were getting.

He facepalmed at the thought of him and Acelin being good friends though, even if they were the last ones on the planet, Jose would never be on good terms with that douchebag.

When Cashlin witnessed another attack fly through the air she smiled, noting to herself to thank the pale Pikachu later for helping her. Much more useful than Acelin, she thought. The Liepard slowly dragged her body, forcefully propelling itself against the bloody dirt and sand. As she neared the paved streets the feline winced and screwed her eyes shut at the pain, the hardened rock scraping against the fresh wounds upon her body. I have to get to Jose...

The dark-type felt like she was going to cry as she watched the sand crocodile fall miles away from her, into the large growth of trees. Ignoring the stream of protests from Acelin she urged on forward, only looking back for a moment to give the Pikachu a weak, but sincere smile. "Thank you." Cashlin purred, before resuming her task of slowly, excruciatingly scraping her body towards where Jose had fallen.


Already the sun was beginning to rise. Distant screeches from the flying undead filled her ears and the feline seethed with hatred. Motherfucking bastards, she was almost shaking with fury. Taking MY Jose away... Soon she caught the sandy color of her lover's scales a few meters away from her, and Cashlin felt hear heart leap and rejoice. "Jose! Jose!" she calls, rivers of happiness sliding down her face. "Are you alright?"

Everything went by in a bit of a blur. Rea had been so confused she had no idea what to do. It was on sudden impulse that she had chased after the birds who had suddenly taken Jose away, watching as the others attacked at it. She had been to scared to get near, but she flew like a rocket after them, trying to Flamethrower them as they got near.


Rea woke up inside a deserted Pokemart. She was alone for the better part, only with the sun rays and the chirp of bird pokemon to comfort her. She put a paw over her snout as she felt alone and away from everyone.... She didn't want to bother trying to go outside to try to look for anyone.... All she saw outside was blood for the better part.
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(OoC: Sorry for the crappy post, I am so lost. -w-)

The Pikachu had jumped off of his back to aid the Krokorok, if it hadn't been for the giant pillar of crackling thundering energy slamming down onto the Undead bird holding Jose, Sal would have gone and helped. But that was not the case, since the Pikachu was no longer on his back, he began to sprint on all fours, creating the illusion of an Primape he hastily climbed up the sides of a building, and dispelled his facade, so that he could look toward the mainland.

Not only were more bird screeches being heard from afar, but numerous howls, cries, and gutteral roars slowly began to echo from farther inland...and they where getting closer, they'd be in Cherrygrove in only a day or two at the distance/rate of their ever closing cries. As Salazar had his focus on the incoming undead, Something Slammed into the Zoroark at ludicrus speed with an Giga Impact, sending him flying off the top of the building and with a startled bark escaping his lips he went smashing onto the ground with a long and painful skid. Before the Zoroark could even react, a Machamp with most of it's facial flesh moving, coverd in blood, and with several bullet wounds Bumrushed from off the top of the building, and slammed onto pinned Zoroark, and began beating him senselessly.

Salazar tried to hastily crawl away, but the damn thing grabbed him by the ankle, and swung him up, then back down slamming him violently into the ground, this crazy son of a bitch wasn't even attempting to eat him it was just going to kill him. With a jerk, Sal fired a Hidden power out of his mouth into the Machamp's face dispersing it in burning glowing pink energy but the only effect it seemed to have was that the creature cracked Sal in the jaw, and continued to beat down on the Zoroark with such force that the sound of a rib or two cracking was heard. Seemingly having had enough of this charade the burly bulking monster stepped back and let out a deep bellowing scream, and as the now face down Salazar tried to get up, it jolted forward and began smashing his face into the ground repeatedly, once....twice...three times... Sal's facepaint had collected some nice grime and blood on it by the seventh slam.

Apparently this was enough to satisfy the creature and it decided to take the easy route, as it threw the Carnival Zoroark to the ground and pinned Sal's arms with it's top two, and began to reaptidly strike the Zoroark in the face and abdomen. who at this point couldn't even inhale enough between punches to scream. Sal was getting it badly, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could withstand this sudden barrage before the creature finally killed him.

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(Ooc: Attempting to make the RP Edgier or some crap by adding some bloody brutality, also someone help Sal' otherwise i'm gonna have to have fun having this thing Literally tear the town up with him XD)

Sorrow watched in horror as the crocodile fell over the forest, disappearing quickly into the dark trees. He heard so many howls and screams coming from the skies and forest.
They found us!...
The Pikachu looked at the crawling feline, bounding up to her as she left a small blood trail behind her.
I...I don't know what to do...how do I help her?...

Suddenly, something hit the ground hard behind them. Sorrow spun around, just in time to see the Zoroark try to scramble away from an enormous infected Machamp. He couldn't help the shudder that ran through his body as the powerful fighting pokemon viciously attacked Salazar, pummeling him with lightning speed.

No! No!

I...! I can't use a thunderbolt! It'll hit him too!
The pale Pikachu growled as he dashed forward, quickly lowering his head and barreling into the Machamp, hitting it square in the chest before it could land another punch. The infected creature slid back with the impact as its' arms grabbed the small mouse pokemon and slammed him into the ground, a bloodthirsty roar escaping his rotting face. The Pikachu curled up as tightly as he could as he felt the creatures' fists smash into his sides and face, the pain whiting out his vision with each impact.
Sorrow squeaked in pain as he felt the creatures' hands around his neck, lifting him up to the creatures' stinking face. Its fingers tightened around his neck and body as he heard crunching coming from somewhere in his body. Sorrow gasped desperately for air, his cheeks sparking.

Now! Now! he screamed in his head, forcing his body to cooperate. Sorrow roared through his teeth as he released a thunderbbolt, still caught in the creatures clutch. Electricity surged through the small yellow mouse and into the attacker in a blinding flash of light.

He was on the hunt, and the sounds of screams reached his ears even from deep beneath the ground. The vibrations were like the sound of music, and his head surfaced to get a good look at his prey. He found a group fighting off the attack from a bird type he knew from his home region. The the bird didn't matter to him, it was a lesser of his kind. But the blue feline nearest him...Delicious.

Without warning he sprung from the ground, using their distraction to his advantage, and unleashed the Dig he had been using to travel beneath the city. He couldn't wait to taste the creature's blood as it ran down his throat, to feel its life fade as he crushed it between his jaws. This was sure to be a worthy prey, not a meaningless snack like the last one had been. He lived for the hunt, and this target was in his sights.

"You...are...MINE!"

(Luteshi: I have left the first part of your contract open for your move, as you requested battle before death. Please state at the bottom of your posts with any permissions to maim your character when it is not your turn. As this is contract I cannot perform full control as I normally would.)

[Skip ;3; ]

Acelin stomped at the dirt in anger as Cashlin ran off, ignoring his protests. She was near death for Arceus's sake and even then she was still heading to that... that douchebag Jose! What did the Krokorok have that HE didn't? Furious, the Luxray turns to follow the Liepard when he felt the ground rumble. When a large, revolting shadow soon loomed over him the feline was frozen with fear, ears drawn back and teeth bared to make himself more menacing.

"You...are...MINE!"

Acelin shrieked in protest, snarling at his foe. "Yours? YOURS?! Consider yourself dead, you scaly freak of nature!" he roars, about to attack but stopping when he realizes that electric-type moves will have no effect. Not to mention a huge type disadvantage. "...Shit."

Cashlin peacefully remained at Jose's side, but perked up when she heard Acelin's voice from afar. Was something happening back at the city? Probably just a mob of undead... she thought, dismissing it. Acelin would be able to handle undead on his own, right? Besides, there were others there to help him...

[OOC: I give permission to Krookodile to severely wound Acelin on his face and surrounding area.]

Rea looked out of the crack in the window to only see a blur of things. But out of the corner she noticed Salazar, who has suddenly been struck down by a Machamp. Rea pulled her face from the window, a growl emanating from her throat. No zombie was going to kill her best friend. She turned at first a slow jog, but then she ran, all the way across the pokemart. She stood, giving a small snort, before taking off on her feet, dashing towards the door and knocking it down with her shoulder. She rolled and stood. She roared as she saw Salazar getting beaten by the muscle pokemon. Her tail flame exploded with size, rage making her flame white hot. She lunged, her arms hitting the ground as she broke into a four legged run. She saw the thing had Sorrow now, strangling him while the mouse was shooting off electricity as Salazar lay beaten. Just enough distraction. A vortex of green flame shot from Rea's mouth, hitting the arm of the Machamp. It yelled in pain and dropped Sorrow. Before it even attempted to recover, Rea roared again, jumping and flipping in mid-air, delivering a hard smack to the face of the muscle pokemon with her iron coated tail. It flew back and by the boulders on the beach. Rea snorted, and looked to Salazar who was quite hurt. Her expression softened for a bit, but then she looked to the pokemon she flung off. She growled at it as it proceeded to stand up. It glared and picked up a boulder from the beach. Rea eyes glowed dark blue as rocks started to form around her from an Ancient Power. The Machoke flung the rock at her, and hers flew to collide with it. The attack was neutralized by both ends. The Machoke yelled at Rea, and ran towards her. With a growl, Rea bounded forward and for the attack. They collided, both of them skidding for a distance further. Both were still, but then Rea's head sunk a moment after, her muzzle started to drip blood as she roughly coughed. The Machoke groaned and veered from side to side, then its contents spilled all over the floor. Panting, Rea looked up to both of the pokemon, her eyes glazed over as blood clung to her chin. She gave a half hearted smile, and began to limp over.

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(OoC: I lost my original post, so this is a half-effort-ed post of it. Maybe someday I can come back and make it epic like before. :U)

(Ooc:Skip me please, it'd be ludicrous for Salazar to get up and do anything after that wholesome beat down, which is technically twice as bad sense type disadvantage, Not to mention I can't really think of anything for him to do at the moment)

Raging flames enveloped the Machamp as the Charizard flew at it. The monster flung the Pikachu in a wild flurry of pain as Sorrow dropped to the ground gasping for breath and coughing wildly. He held his tiny paws to his neck, struggling for air as he watched the vicious battle between the two dazedly. With a sick realization, he turned to Salazar, who was still lying on the ground, bloodied and beaten.

Sorrow painfully struggled to his feet, teetering as he approached the large canid. His face was heavily bruised and bloody, and one of his eyes was quickly swelling shut, but his concern was for the Zoroark.

Is...he alive?
Stumbling forward, he collapsed on the wolves' arm before clumsily laying his head on his neck, listening for a pulse.
He's not dead...the Pikachu let out a weak sigh of relief as he collapsed in his thick fur.

(OoC- hope that's okay that Sorrow is chillin' in his fur, end.~ If it's not, I can change it)

"Yours? YOURS?! Consider yourself dead, you scaly freak of nature!" Krookodile laughed at the creatures pathetic attempt to retaliate. And the look on his face when the inevitable dawned on him was priceless. Always the same. And it was, as his prey always thought they could escape him. But he had never failed in a hunt before. Krookodile gave a wicked grin before as the force from his Dig propelled him within slashing distance of the blue creature.

With his claws at the ready he managed to catch the creature's face, pushing his full weight into its body, and soon the air was filled with the sweet scent of blood. The sharp, glinting claws had sunk nearly the entire length into the side of the cat's face, nearly taking his eye as well. Krookodile's eyes widened at the succulent aroma, and his jaws began to drip with saliva. He inhaled deeply, and pulled his claws from his prey to lick them clean, a feral grin on his face. "You are much more...delicious...than you look, kitty."

Rea huffed, her mouth tasted metallic. "Are you guys ok?" she asked gruffly, quite in pain. She leaned over Salazar, seeing Sorrow check his pulse, then suddenly collapse in his fur. Rea blinked. "I guess he's ok then...." Rea grunted, her chest being crushed in. Since the adrenaline rush hadn't wore off yet, she still was slightly oblivious to the pain. She looked to the Pikachu, then to the Salazar's face.

"He's.... Alive...." she whispered quietly, her eyes fluttering closed. Her ribs suddenly spiked in pain, screeching in protest as Rea took in a breath. Rea whimpered in exhale, and started to collapse onto her front legs. They soon gave way, making her collapse onto her good shoulder; the side with least amount of injuries. Her head flopped down onto the ground, her eyes hurt and tired, but her face a look of agony. Her tongue rested on the ground lazily, her eyebrows pointed up on the inside in a furrow. Her wings eased down slowly, one coming to rest on her side and the other already pressing into the ground. Her tail fire dimmed drastically, but a little less than normal level. She started to suffocate from her ribs being punched in. She gasped a bit, coughing.

"I just need an Oran berry.... I may have one in my bag...." She squeaked, trying to reach her bad arm towards the bag behind her, but missing it. She struggled, trying to reach it but moving as little as possible. She finally gave up, and looked in front of her to the bloodied, nearly crippled Salazar. Her eyes clouded with tears. "What am I to be stopped by a punch to the ribs when he was beaten to a pulp...." Rea's face turned angered, tears slipping from her eyes, "No.... I have to be strong.... For my best friend...." She groaned as she managed to pull her bag up to her reach, noticing she had a Sitrus berry. She took it out with her claws tenderly, and placed it in front of Salazar's muzzle. She whined, not being able to reach out to him anymore, and just closed her eyes. How weak she was. But then again, nearly all her ribs had been broken. From one punch.

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(OoC: She's still conscious. 8u But fffffff she crushed all her ribs. .w. Not even potions gon' heal dat, gurl. lol)

Half concious Salazar looked through his eye lids at the ground as he weezed for air and coughed up a bit of blood, his eyes widened as he saw the Pikachu beaten and bruised, lying on his neck. Salazar weakly pulled the Pikachu closer to him and weakly cradeled the bruised rodent, he coughed a bit more, as he looked at the small yellow Pokemon he couldn't help but think back to the Carnival, Sorrow reminded him of a timid [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] that Sal used to know. Maybe that why was he couldn't bare to see the little guy in pain, he reminded Sal too much of his lost family & friends. The ringing in his ears starting to fade, and thats when he noticed Rea limping torward them before collapsing, saying something before hitting the ground and whimpering in pain. The Oddly colored Charizard mouthed something but Sal couldn't even make out her words, blood dripping down his face, bruises, and patches of fur that were ripped out all over his body. Closing his eyes Salazar let out a weezeing sigh along with a spray of blood.
He Snapped them open again, a berry in front of his muzzle, Rea lying in front of him with her eyes closed, her breathing barely audible.
'no....no.....No! NO! NO! NO!, Not here! Not again! I...i.' Sal screamed to himself inside his head as he watched two of his friends here before him near mortilly injured, no they couldn'y die, this couldn't be happening, not again, not now, not so soon after the carnival.. Reaching forward Salazar sliced the Sitrus berry in half with his index claw, and shoved one half into the Charizard's mouth, and the other into the mouth of the Pikachu he was cradling. He wasn't going to let them die, he'd rather die then watch his closet childhood friend, and a young Pokemon he only just got the pleasure to meet die.

Rolling over onto his back, his eyes flashed a bright cyan blue as they where enveloped in a aura, on the outside it'd appear to be a mound of rocks and boulders. His life began flashing before his eyes..

He was a Zoroua with face paint and a neck frill that all the adolescent Pokemon where typically given to look cuter. He was balancing on a ball on his hind paws as Rea clapped with her stubby Charmander arms, blinking, the settings flashed again. Salazar was sleeping on the couch in Slappy's tent, his owners hand softly flowing through the fur on the top of the Zoroua's head and back. Tears began to dripp down his face as he lay there smiling, looking at the sky, when another flashback overtook his vision. There he was newly a Zoroark preforming illusionary tricks in front of a small crowd of people, feeling so happy to bring joy and awe to their faces.

So many memories overtook him, to the point where his mind created an Illusion that even fooled him. A tall human man, in maybe his mid 30's with unkempt prematurely gray hair, and umber eyes, wearing white clown clothing with crimson and Azure Polka dots suddenly appeared out of then air and began petting and comforting salazar. Sal's eyes widened and his claw reached up but phased through the clown's shoulder.

"You've done good Sal.. You've done good, the show will start any moment, are you ready to make some smiles one last time?" The man's voice ebbed with an ghostly echo. With a pained smile going over his face, Salazar nodded his head and closed his eyes. Everything went black, and soundless all except for the ringing of Entry of the Gladiators in his ears. And with this, the man vanished.
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(Ooc: He's not dead, but Unconscious and going into shock.

Also kudos to Tails for letting me use that old doodle of sal balancing on the ball)

Sorrow slowly opened his good eye as he felt a piece of fruit in his mouth and felt the Zoroarks' large arms around him. He forced his jaw to move, despite the searing and pulsing pain that ran through it as he chewed slowly. The berry had a slight rejuvenating effect on the Pikachu, enough for him to sit up dazedly, pain spiking through his body as he did. The Pikachu squeaked quietly in pain, just as the Zoroark rolled onto his back and suddenly created an illusion around them.
He looked with one wide eye at the glowing cyan dome, then at the Charizard who had saved him. She was in obvious pain, her arm was hurt and her torso was badly bruised in dark purples and blacks. Tears streamed down his face as he looked at her.
She saved me...she actually saved me...
Sorrows' face turned resolute as he pulled himself to his feet, his eyes on the old market building in the distance. He walked on his hind legs, slowly and firmly, his eyes never leaving the building ahead. Blood seeped from his mouth and onto the light ball he held tightly against his furry chest as he gasped heavily.
I can't let them down...I can't!
Suddenly, the Pikachus' mind was overwhelmed by a dark force, making him collapse onto his knees with a pained cry. A small Sableye hopped out of the morning fog chuckling to himself as he approached the wounded rodent and grabbed his light ball. Sorrows' eyes grew wide as he tried to hold it close to him, but the ghost easily overcame him and pried it away.
"Urh!" He gasped, dragging himself after the retreating ghost type.
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Akira watched from one of the windows in awe as he watched the brilliant battle unfold and come to a conclusion. His small black plaws leaned against the glass in anticipation as he saw the defeat of the most powerful infected in the city.
All of them are so powerful! I bet they could teach me how to be stronger! His tail wagged behind him, but stopped as he saw the dragon collapse. His sapphire eyes narrowed as he watched, hoping they would get back up. Instead, they quickly disappeared and were replaced with a large group of rocks.
"Wha-!" He exclaimed aloud, not understanding what he just saw. He looked again, and out came the Pikachu from a solid clump of rocks. The small Eevee blinked a few times, making sure he was seeing right.
That's it! I gotta see what they know! Especially the big ones! he thought, leaping down from the dirty window shelf he had been sitting on and bounded right out the door. He stopped in his tracks as he saw the Pikachu struggling with a small purple ghost. The Eevee crouched down and dashed forward, just as the ghost began to run away, skidding in front of it and throwing up a large dust cloud. Quickly, he bounded in and stole the glowing orb out of the ghosts claws and ran into the forest as fast as he could. The little imp growled in rage as he followed in pursuit, but the little Eevee was too quick. He lost the ghost and bounded back to the fallen Pikachu, dropping the orb in front of him.
"Here, I think this is yours. Now can you teach me how to do what you did to that big monster?" The little Eevee said with a sound of excitement and arrogance in his voice.
The Pikachu said nothing, but just stared up at him pathetically with one large eye.
The Eevee sighed, looking around impatiently. "Come on, I don't have all day!" He growled, a look of annoyance plastering itself on his face. The Pikachu got to his feet, pointing first to the mart, and then back to the pile of rocks that were once the others.
"What, you want something from there?" Akira asked, his eyebrow raising. Sorrow nodded and continued to the market.
"Fine, I'll go get whatever you want- but after that, you gotta teach me!" He said firmly. The Pikachu nodded, motioning to his wounds. The black Eevee nodded in understanding.
"Medicine. Okay." Without a second more, the Eevee dashed into the dark building and back out with a small plastic bag full of metal sounding containers, clanking against the ground as he flew towards him with amazing speed. Akira tossed the bag down in front of Sorrow proudly.
"I got some max heals. These are SUPER awesome- AND they're from my secret stash! So you better teach me how to be stronger in return!" He growled loudly, pulling out one of the cans and puncturing the side with his sharp fangs. When he felt the liquid fill his mouth he retracted his teeth and pushed it in front of Sorrow.
"Drink that and hurry, before it spills everywhere." Akira grabbed the bag back up and bounded towards the rocks. He hesitated, sniffing at it before boldly leaping through the illusion. Finding that he had not run face-first into a pile of rocks, he beamed and laughed, his gaze falling on the two hidden inside. The dark Eevee padded up to the others, taking out the cans and placing them in front of the Charizard and Zoroark.
"Here." He said simply, his large sapphire eyes cold and impatient as he watched them expectantly.

(OoC- lol sorry for the long post, I figured he needed a good introduction. Also, he doesn't realize Sal is unconscious)