(ACE) The UNDER Team

[I thought I had done this hours ago, sorry!!

Skip, Cianaeon just hopped into the room, and helped DS move the egg I am assuming. She set up a protect, in case anything comes at her; feel free to have debris or something go her way (or even a stray attack) and have the protect deflect it like an energy shield. ]

So much is happening. So much confusion, Soris can barely process any of it. He doesn't know any of these Pokemon, their names, which voice was which...the Delcatty wanted to curl up and block out the sounds. But that wasn't an option, he had to live in reality, and reality told him he was fucked; the other Pokemon were taking hard hits from the undead Poliwrath, and he was barely even able to stand up himself. They were screwed, and he was going to die. All of them were going to die and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He wondered if Halloween and Easter would ever learn of his fate, and hoped they had already forgotten him by now.

"Delcatty! I don't know who you are, but if you can fight, help out-" Wait, what-? "If not, stay back with Ciana - the Jolteon. I won't have any casualties except this undead fuck."

No, that wasn't good; Soris didn't want them acknowledging him. He was only a ghost, and one that didn't want to vanish just yet, there was no need to speak to him. Please don't look at me I'm not here don't look at me
His exhausted body instinctively backs away from both the others and the fighting, but not even that can spare him the attention of one of the Charizards.
"If you can fight then help us. If not, then hide in that room with Ciana until this undead is destroyed."
I can fight but I'm just so afraid. It didn't make any sense. He'd always fought before, and the rush of battle helped him forget everything, even if it was only for a short time, so why was he so terrified now? This primal fear that tore at him wasn't because their enemy was an undead, and one that had a clear advantage in the fight...nothing made sense. I can't do it. I can't I can't I can't

"Let me carry it and we can move, because we need to. NOW." "It?" What was it? Soris knew she was not speaking to him, so he looked around, and caught sight of the Porygon-Z and-and an egg. What they were doing with that, where they had even found it, Soris didn't care. He was not a part of the "we," not truly, but he didn't have any other choice than to stay by these Pokemon that hadn't joined the fight.
"We'll protect the egg and you from there!" Now he really didn't have a choice. Soris was part of the "we" whether he liked it or not, and the thought was terrifying. The longer he stayed around these Pokemon, the worse it'd be when he tried to leave. What am I supposed to do?

"Come on! Let me carry it and we can move, because we need to. NOW." DS's wings slip around the egg as he struggles to move without their power. Behind the angular lenses of his glasses his red eyes are starting to flicker on and off. If he still breathed he would be hyper ventilating. His vision flickers in and out as he loses feeling in his arm. He's glitching again! "We'll protect the egg and you from there!"
The Jolteon picks up the egg and suddenly his wings are lighter and no longer numb.
The Porygon Z's tiny wings blur as DS tries to move as fast as he could in his new body, following the yellow streak of fur that is the Jolteon's spiky tail. Some sort of battle is going on behind his own paddle-like tail but that's as much as he can tell without turning to look and risking drawing attention to himself. He clicks his beak uselessly, something making empty snapping noises inside the plasticy nub as he tries in vain to activate some kind of attack. He has no idea what to do, without even the natural instincts of the species to fall back on. HAL was probably the only one who could have explained it but he was stupid and forgot to ask before any of this happened.
The small normal type tumbles behind a doorframe, his disconnected head spinning around to take a look behind him.
"Do you think they can win?" He says in a whisper to the two pokemon that have joined him in cowering behind shelter.

"Well we can't have that happening now can we?" HAL's mechanical voice echoes from the speakers.
It had been watching the proceedings near silently, happy to let the pleas and insults fall on deaf ears but it still couldn't resist needling its creator.
"You know as I said earlier the only one I care about crushing in the Porygon Z. If you toss him out here I'll even let the rest of you go."
The red eyes of the cameras wink off for a moment.
"Or you could do the honorable thing here Brobo cop and fall on your own sword like in one of those animes you like so much. Come out here and get crushed and everyone doesn't have to die because of you. Well?"
A dark laugh echoes from the speakers.
"The clock is ticking."
Deep pulsing music starts to pour from the speakers, an ominous note drawn out with the sound of a beating heart and something metallic clanging in the background, music someone who watches too much T.V would recognize as the tune that played when someone had to make a billion Pokedollar decision on "Who wants to be a billionaire?"
"And just to make things interesting." There is a hiss above and the sound of something being unscrewed. "Charizard's better get undercover because I'm bored and that means I'm bringing the flood."
With a hiss water starts to pour from the sprinkler systems embedding in the ceiling and trickle wetly onto the floor.

The Jolteon stood closest to the door, the red cat and the Porygon-Z behind her. Ciana was stuck, her thin legs trembling. The fight was not looking well; as the normal type pulled up beside her, he whispered, asking if she thought they could win, but her mind was reeling in panic. Instinctively, she said, "Of course they can." Always the optimist. Always have to lie. Always have to reassure the others, even when they are total strangers. The small cat hated herself for it, truly, but there was no changing now. The Delcatty was behind them, and she turned to look at him from the corner of one eye. Poor guy looked about as awkward and uneasy as she did. Pushing the egg closer to her with one paw, the Jolteon was able to choke out, "Wh- who are you?" in an effort to ask for his name.

The voice of the intercom was loud, blaring through the fight, but it was when a hiss sounded from above that she tensed, the Jolteon's massive ears throwing themselves in the direction of he sound outside even before her head whipped around. "And just to make things interesting." Oh no, what now?! "Charizards better get undercover because I'm bored and that means I'm bringing the flood." Wait, the Charizard? Flood? The tiny Jolteon squeaks in horror as water starts to pour from the ceiling.

"Mathias!" she cries out, just as the full grown starter turns to look at her in turn. He was smiling-- Why is he happy? Oh no what is he planning.

The Charizard was moving her direction, coming in close to the doorway to speak to her directly. "Ciana, you're doing a good job protecting the Porygon-Z and the egg," he assured her in a soft tone, but the spiked rabbit cat was still on edge, tense and alarmed. "But right now I need you to use whatever moves you have to protect us further." Ciana glanced up at him in horror, the fear in her dark eyes accented by her pale face.

"Wh- what am I suppose to do?!" she squeaked again. Glancing back at the Poliwrath, the way it was holding it's own so easily, the small electric type flinched.

"Guys, lets send this undead to hell." Mathias apparently believed in her, but why? She stared at him in uncertainty, watching as he and the other Charizard released duel flamethrowers. But then, without warning, was forced for cover. Ciana half rolled, half carried the egg out of the way as the dragon moved into the space with them.

Her heart pounding, her head swimming, Ciana was beginning to realise that they might need her help. Oh God help me. Stepping forward on trembling limbs, the Jolteon looked up at her first friend. "I- I know thunderbolt, protect, th- thunderwave, and volt switch." Giving in her resolve to help out, she could only hope that he would be able to think of a plan with her techniques.

This was going to be a long, hard fight. The Umbreon smoothed down some rustled fur, his silver and icy stare piercing the Poliwrath. This was going to be fun.

"Mathias-- be careful!" The Eeveelution directed his odd stare to the Jolteon, a smile tugging  at the corners of his muzzle, a few sharp teeth flashing in a toothy smirk. He wasn't so weak as to let a little hit like that keep him down. With a flare of the glowing markings, the silver rings on Cosmic's legs glowed brighter in anticipation for the fight. "Shit, Cos, you okay?" The Moonlight Pokemon barked out a simple laugh. "Yeah, I'll be fine. I've had worse." He laughed, charging a Shadow Ball between his teeth. The purple orb spun in the ivory trap, building power as the Umbreon took aim.

"Damn, its using our scent against us. We need to find a way around its attacks." Mathias was right. The thing was experienced. It's eyes weren't good, but it sense of smell had to be excellent if it was able to counter their moves that effortlessly. Forrik went to charge in for an attack, but was stopped by Mathias. "Forrik, stop, we can't rush it head on." Well, at least one of them had some sense. They had to take this thing out from afar until they were able to at least attack head-on. "What are you planning Mathias?"

Glass moved to be closer to Cosmic, her fur covered in dust from the particles that were in the air, dying her fur a dark grey color. The Absol shook out her coat, dust flying from her white fur and into the air. "As I said before it's using our scent against us, so we need to find away to confuse it's sense of smell." Glass listened into what Forrik was saying, her eyes locked on the bright, glowing red of their opponent. Dark red met with bright glowing red in a silent staring match. Finally, Glass had to look away from the unblinking stare. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Glass's scythe glowed dimly with a Future Sight attack.

"What I got in mind is if Forrik knows smokescreen still, then we can use it as a mask." She had to admit, it was a good plan. Glass looked over to Cosmic, who grinned at her, a Shadow Ball charging in his jaws, held there by the Umbreon's sharp teeth.  It seems he was going for the ranged attack as well. "Glass, Cos, and I will have to feed off of each others attacks and while there is a smokescreen, it shouldn't be able to pinpoint where we're coming from." Glass nodded, looking over at Mathias and Forrik, her eyes narrowing slightly. This was a bad match up in all cases, so their only choice was to go with the ranged approach.

"Seems we got no choice, but its worth a try."
"And just to make things interesting."

Glass and Cosmic both snapped their heads up at the same time, glaring at one of the cameras. What was it this time? "Charizards better get undercover because I'm bored and that means I'm bringing the flood."

Oh that asshole.

Water came pouring from the ceiling, effectively cutting off the smokescreen tactic. Glass snarled and muttered profanities under her breath, glaring at the Poliwrath. With the added water, their attack would do more damage, and the two fire lizards would suffer badly from any of those attacks. "Mathias!" Glass looked back at Ciana, then at the Poliwrath. Ciana was an electric type, right? Electricity beats water. The Absol bit her lip, eyes narrowing. This was not a good idea. This thing was insanely powerful, and Glass didn't want that thing to get the Jolteon. "Ciana, you're doing a good job protecting the Porygon-Z and the egg," Her dark red eyes snapped over to Mathias, glare narrowing. Was he actually going to throw her into the fray?

"But right now I need you to use whatever moves you have to protect us further." Yes. He was. Glass's jaw dropped, before being snapped shut quickly, her jaws making a quiet snap as they shut. "Is that really a good idea Mathias?" She asked, looking over to Ciana who, for lack of a better comparison looked like a startled rabbit in the headlights of a vehicle.

"Wh- what am I suppose to do?!"
"Guys, lets send this undead to hell."
"I couldn't agree more."

Glass took in a deep breath, the previously forgotten Future Sight was now charged, ready to be used. "I- I know thunderbolt, protect, th- thunderwave, and volt switch." Thunder Wave. Paralyse the undead shit. Glass grinned. "That's perfect. Ciana, do you think you can use Thunder Wave and paralyse the Poliwrath? It may not stop it completely, but it'll slow the shit down. We just need to buy us time. After it's slowed we can do a lot more. So, can you do this for us?" She asked, her eyes never leaving the Poliwrath.

If they could slow this this down, maybe, just maybe, they would have a chance against it.

DS runs his plastic-like wings over the egg's mottled shell. It rocks faintly back and forth, behind the shelter he had taken. There was something alive in there. There was something that was warm and moving and about to hatch. On the island he'd only had one Pokemon and that had been the Porygon he'd downloaded off the computers. It's body had always been hard plastic, as lifeless and hard as an action figure or virtual pet. Sometimes he had tried to treat it like a real pet and sometimes he had been cruel out of boredom but it had never changed in its programmed devotion.
This was something different. This was something alive, something real like the Taillow that perched outside his window or the Magikarp he'd fished up but never been allowed to catch. He could feel it's movements in the shell. Soon, soon it would be strong enough to break free, as long as it had the warmth of his new body to keep it warm.
Even though he was far older than that stage he feels like a ten year old boy with their first Pokemon. He can't let the egg hatch in the middle of a fight like this but he doesn't know what to do! He can help, he knows it but there's no instinct he has to rely on. He doesn't know how to activate any of his moves.
The bright red eyes switch off as he changes his focus. Of course, he had been thinking of his new body as a Pokemon. An organic being doing things by instinct needed training to learn new moves; training he had not experienced in his dormant period before he was reawakened which is why he couldn't just let his body move on instinct. A Porygon Z was an artificial Pokemon, one programmed by computer, and that meant it was capable of self-scanning its files. He didn't need to try and unlock some deep, inner instinct to defend himself.
He needed to hack.
'Closing' his eyes let him focus more deeply, shutting down programs that were providing data for analysis in order for deeper introspection. It feels strange to dive inside his own head but the more he tries to disassociate from the experience, the easier it is for him to see the text in gleaming lines behind his eyes.
"Neo, you are the one." He mutters under his breath and gets to work trying to find the right files.
From an outside view the Porygon Z is merely very still, poised like a doll in mid-air. His wings do not move and his head hovers over the stump of his 'neck'.
A sheen runs across his body and there is a shine over him as electric sparks run all over him with a dry crack. The eyes re-light.
"Conversion was successful. I am now an electric type and...uh..." The Porygon Z's voice trails off nervously, afraid this might be the wrong time to bring things up but soldiering on regardless.
"I know Zap Cannon."

"Is that really a good idea Mathias?" The Jolteon wanted to scream that it really, really wasn't.
I am weak I am not strong I can not hurt it I cannot hurt it I cannot hurt it--

After naming her moves, the Absol's muzzle split into a wide smile "That's perfect. Ciana, do you think you can use Thunder Wave and paralyse the Poliwrath?" Wait wait, what? "It may not stop it completely, but it'll slow the shit down. We just need to buy us time. After it's slowed we can do a lot more. So, can you do this for us?" The Jolteon slowly understood what she meant. She wouldn't be responsible for causing damage, because she truly could not, but paralyzing it seemed to make everyone super happy.

Before Ciana could give an answer, the sound of violent coughing behind her made the small spiky rabbit-cat spin around midair, her wide eyes falling upon the other Charizard. She watched in horror as he tried to get back to his feet, instead failing and slamming into the ground. The Jolteon flinched, her wide ears flat against the back of her skull. "Wh-What's happening to me. Glass, Cosmic, anyone help me!"

He was begging for help? Oh no oh no oh no. Ciana could hear his cries despite her trying to block it out. "Am I....dying? Please Arceus don't let me die here." Closing her eyes, she can hear her breathing getting ragged. People die, everyone dies, people turn, why is this such a new concept.. why does it never get easier?!

Ciana was fighting her own demons. But why do I still get sick when I see someone new dying?! Mathias' voice cut through her, the Jolteon's brown eyes snapped open. "Shit Glass, Forrik's dying! We need to finish this quickly before we have another problem to deal with." The purple discolouration of the other Charizard slowly registered in her mind. Suddenly the electric type had to clench her jaws to keep from vomiting.

I can't do this.

The other Charizard, Forrik? He snarled, threatening the undead before using one last flamethrower "I'll....send you to....hell before I....become undead." Ciana flinched, unable to pull her horrified eyes from the eerie scene. Suddenly he looked back towards Glass and Mathias, unfortunately where Ciana herself was, and her body went numb. Am I looking into a dead man's eyes, she wondered half numbly. "I'm...sorry guys.....I can't.....go....on." With that, their ally fell, the flame on his tail going completely out. The Jolteon couldn't feel anything. She had not even known him, yet witnessed his death. It felt like it were wrong, as if she were trespassing on a particularly intimate event.

"I can't do this," she chokes out.

The sound from behind suddenly catches her off guard, the Jolteon recoiling violently from the shock as the Porygon-Z stated, "Conversion was successful. I am now an electric type and...uh..." She slowly stared at him, expression blank. Conversion? Electric type? Did he steal my typing?! The thought left her feeling violated, backing towards the nearest body. In this case, it was Glass, whom she half crouched beside while the nor-, er, former normal type began sparking."I know Zap Cannon."

"Zap c- cannon?" Ciana squeaked. That sounded scary enough to her, despite never hearing of that move before. She looked desperately up at Glass, her eyes pleading. "I- I don't want to die, too," was her pitiful statement, the words quiet but sharp with fear.

Mathias was speaking to her though, causing the Jolteon's heart to somehow pump faster, skipping a beat. "Ciana this is your chance. I'll cover you until you hit it with thunderwave, then its up to the rest to take out the Poliwrath." Her chance? What chance? He was crying, she was terrified. Turning to look at the undead, she visibly flinched.

But biting her tongue, literally, an accumulation of electricity built around her. Ciana shot forward several long lines of electricity without leaving the half shelter of the room, but her concentration was shot, her aim horrible as ever. The undead moved out of the way easily. Despair gripped her chest, leaving the Eeveelution to gape at the horrific miss. "I.. I have to get closer," she whispered to herself, more in fear than anything else. Her paws shook as she trembled. Her one chance to shine, to actually help, and she was losing it.

[ ooc: this has been a shit morning. i had thought senkai was out of the safe house. sorry. ]

(I'm sorry but skip me)

This was not going well. They were already fading fast and the Poliwrath was not showing any signs of slowing down. Glass's dark red eyes widened, the hopelessness of the situation dawning on her. This was impossible. There was no fucking way they could kill this thing. It was a hopeless battle, one that they couldn't win. Falling to her haunches, the Absol's breath came in ragged gasps, the Counter from earlier had done a real number on her. Sighing deeply, Glass got back to her paws, closing her eyes and taking aim. Her Future Sight attack was charged and ready. A blank canvas etched itself into her mind, the Psychic attack telling her how far the opponent was, and how hard the swing would have to be for the attack to reach. Finally, she opened her eyes, the dark red glowing slightly as her attack manifested on her scythe, coloring the blue sickle a purple hue as the pink energy pulsated with the anticipation of being thrown. It's time to finish this.

Forrik's coughs drew Cosmic's attention from his companion to the dying Charizard. A frightful amount of blood had pooled under the fire lizard, and the Umbreon's silver and blue eyes widened. He knew that the Charizard had numbered days, but did the fool actually just kill himself to save him? That fucking idiot! I didn't ask for him to be a goddamn martyr! He thought, clenching his jaws and unsheathing his claws. Of course Forrik would do that. That was just the kind of 'mon he was. And Cosmic hated him for it.

"Wh-What's happening to me. Glass, Cosmic, anyone help me!" Shutting his eyes, Cosmic snapped his head away from the sight, ears falling back against his skull. He couldn't cry. He wouldn't cry. Despite his best efforts however, a single tear fell from the Umbreon's eye, and that was it. The dam broke and tears began to travel down the Umbreon's dark furred muzzle. Why am I crying? I don't even know him that well. He thought, opening his eyes and gazing at the ground for a few seconds. The concrete was dotted with wet patches of his tears. Growling at his own weakness, Cosmic shook his head, looking up and glaring at the Poliwrath. This fuck had to go down. Now.

"Am I....dying? Please Arceus don't let me die here." Glass's eyes narrowed and she glanced over at Cosmic. They need to finish this fast. With a quick nod, Glass spun on her hind legs, sending the Future Sight towards the Poliwrath, who tried to dodge it, but before the undead could, a Shadow Ball slammed into it's side sending it straight into the Future Sight attack. A horrid screech of pain emitted from the duel type, and it fell to it's knees for a moment before getting back up and shooting an Ice Beam at Glass. The Absol dodged, growling lowly at the undead. Just fucking die! She thought, narrowing her eyes into a dangerous glare.

"Shit Glass, Forrik's dying! We need to finish this quickly before we have another problem to deal with." The Absol turned to glare at Mathias, her eyebrow raised in a very sarcastic "nah, really?" expression. Taking in a deep breath, Glass backed up so that she was a bit closer to Ciana. At this stage, the Jolteon was their biggest advantage. Even if it wasn't much of an advantage, if the Thunder Wave could hit the Poliwrath, then they would have this in the bag.

"I'll....send you to....hell before I....become undead." A flare of fire came from Cosmic's right, and when the Umbreon looked, he could see Forrik trying feebly to attack the Poliwrath. Frowning, Cosmic watched as the Charizard started to retch, blood pooling around them. This... Was not going well. "I'm...sorry guys.....I can't.....go....on." The smell of singed skin told Cosmic that the Flamethrower had hit,  but his eyes were locked on the dying Charizard. The lizard's left eye closed slowly, and with a shuddering breath, the flame on Forrik's tail snuffed out with a muted hiss. Cosmic was frozen, watching in macabre horror as the puddle of blood around the Charizard moved outwards, towards him. It took an Ice Beam landing just beside him to snap the Umbreon to his senses, and he turned, snarling at the Poliwrath.

"I can't do this," Glass looked down at Ciana, her grim frown morphing into a kind smile. Lifting a paw, the Absol placed it on the Jolteon's head, rustling the fur there as she grinned. "Don't worry. We'll make sure this fuck pays for what he did." She said, Glaring at the undead that was staring at them, challenging them. Well, Glass never was one to turn down a challenge, now was she?

"Conversion was successful. I am now an electric type and...uh..." Cosmic's ears perked up. Electric type? That will be handy. Now, do you know how to do anything with that typing though? He thought, checking the distance between where DS was and where the Poliwrath stood. At this distance, attacks would be hard to hit. "I know Zap Cannon." He blinked. Zap Cannon. Fucking Zap Cannon. "Are you kidding me? Zap Cannon?" He hissed, glaring at DS. The attack was hard to aim, and it was very difficult to even keep an opponent still if it actually shot true. Yeah, this would be fun. Not.

"Zap c- cannon?" Cosmic glanced back at Ciana, his icy blue gaze searching the Jolteon's frightened brown ones. God they looked half scared to death. "I- I don't want to die, too," He nodded silently, charging a quick Shadow Ball to disorient the Poliwrath, which was just about to shoot an Ice Beam at them. "We won't let it touch you, okay Ciana?" Cosmic called, a Dark Pulse flickering around his paws.

"Ciana this is your chance. I'll cover you until you hit it with thunderwave, then its up to the rest to take out the Poliwrath." Glass stared at Mathias, a pang of sympathy shooting through her as she observed the Charizard's tear stained face. This was like what happened with Taph... How long till Forrik got back up, as an undead? Would he attack them? Would he fight with them? There were too many questions, and no real answers in sight.

"I.. I have to get closer." Glass and Cosmic glanced at each other nodding. Glass crouched down beside Ciana, charging a Future Sight. "Ciana, Cosmic and I will distract it, and Mathias said he'll cover you if you get closer. Cosmic and I will keep it's attention off you, so that you can hit the Poliwrath with a Thunder Wave, okay? I know you can do it, just breathe." She said, standing up and trotting over to stand by Cosmic's side. This was it, the home stretch. The Poliwrath was weakening, and with a few more good, solid hits, it would be down. It was just the matter of if they survived.

HAL wishes to close eyes it no longer has.
Forrik, Forrik was dead. The flickering flame of a Charizard's tail is no longer visible from any of the cameras he has trained on the rooms. It had liked Forrik. Forrik had been strong, reliable and slightly less intelligent than him, the traits he liked in a...
If HAL had a head it would shake it to try and clear the thought. It was an it not a he. Lines of code, an artificially created program in a plastic and metal body. It should not have feelings of attraction towards the charizard. This was a thing that did not benefit it. The scraps of memory were corruption to its core programming that had to be removed. They were interfering with its ability to perform functions but emotions...those still had a use. Regardless of the annoying drift of thoughts it did feel the death of Forrik could have been delayed. The only goal it had was the preservation of itself at all costs. If they had not resisted they would have survived.
None the less HAL turns off the cameras in the enclosed space as a sign of respect. The red glow fades from the camera's eyes as they hang limply in their cradles.
DS's eyes flicker from one pokemon to the next, assessing their strengths and weaknesses based on what he could remember from browsing his online pokedex. Poliwrath, water/fighting type. Solid but already taking damage from other attacks. His body had a bit more resistance, now he was an electric type over a normal type, but a solid hit could take him out for good this time. It was a water type, that meant his Zap Cannon could do a lot of damage. He looked over his body's program one final time.
Yes, he could activate the Zap Cannon program.
He then looks over his allies. A Charizard, Absol, Umbreon and a Jolteon of dubious usefulness.
"I- I don't want to die, too," She whispers.
DS nods in agreement.
"No-one does." He replies.
Inside his head the memory of his own death flickers inside his eyelids.
"I.. I have to get closer."
The Absol starts to charge an attack.
"Ciana, Cosmic and I will distract it, and Mathias said he'll cover you if you get closer. Cosmic and I will keep it's attention off you, so that you can hit the Poliwrath with a Thunder Wave, okay? I know you can do it, just breathe."
As he watches the timid electric type somehow manages to fail to hit with a Thunderwave and nearly hyperventilates from fear. Even with the speed advantage her fear is throwing off her aim and the electrical attack rakes the ceiling.
"Try and use Volt Switch." He orders the Jolteon. "You can hit it hard up close and get out before you get hurt."
His plasticy wings flap as he rises.
"If this hits I can paralyse it." He turns his head towards the Poliwrath. As soon as he pokes his head out of shelter HAL was going to drive the Poliwrath towards him. He had to fire off this attack fast...
He bends his wings in the closest approximation of a military 'halt' sign he can without fingers.
"Standby."
He activates the program for Zap Cannon and darts towards the Poliwrath. Something whirs in his chest, vibrating inside him as electricity crackles over his pink body as he tries to aim the massive amount of electrical power vibrating in his body. His vision is blurring as he releases the massive amount of energy before it shakes him apart. His vision goes white.
The electricity strikes the shutters, being conducted through the metal. Several pops sound as the metal screeches and the smell of burning rubber fills the wet air. The sprinkler system turns off. The cameras flicker and electricity crawls over the walls.
"It didn't work!" DS screeches.

Breathing, in and out. Soris tries his best to block out the sounds of battle, and the voices of the other Pokemon, to relax his racing heart. Breathe. Deep breathing. This is what I always did to relax, right... In his terrified state, he'd be next to useless in a fight, but if Soris knew regaining his calm would change that. So long as I am a mere ghost, I can fight with them. No matter how afraid you were, simply leaving others to die was a horrid thing, right? Even now, the Jolteon who radiated pure anxiety was offering her help, and the Porygon too. He couldn't be brave, not by a long shot, but... If they can pull off paralysis...maybe Double Edge? Both of the two were doing a piss-poor job of delivering any sort of status effect, though, to which Soris could only cringe at. This battle needed to end, and fast.

One of the Charizards collapsed; he was dying, Soris realised, dying right in front of him. Oh no. Oh no no no, he didn't want to see someone die slowly and painfully when there was nothing he could do to help-I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't save you. Soris had not known the Fire-type at all, but he could still feel tears starting to well up at the corners of his eyes. Whoever this creature had been, certainly they hadn't deserved this fate.
But that was when another realisation hit him-the Charizard wouldn't stay dead forever, even if it's tail flame had gone out. They had been infected, there was no other explanation for the purple, and that meant they were coming back to this world fast. Soris' mind starts reeling-dealing with both a Charizard and a Poliwrath? That-that couldn't be allowed to happen. It would only end with more Pokemon getting hurt, more Pokemon dying. Soris couldn't stand to see another one die, especially not at the hands of someone they were once friends with.

I have to end this...I have to end this before it can start.

(ooc: blegh, sorry for the short post guys.)

Glass looked at her dark-furred companion, her dark red eyes meeting the shiny's silver and blue ones. With a subtle nod, Glass confirmed what they were both thinking. Quick succession attacks, don't let it set it's sights on Ciana, or the others. Glass sidestepped, her eyes narrowing as she took aim. "Cos', keep it still." She asked, looking to the side as the Umbreon started to move to the opposite side of the Poliwrath. He looked up at Glass and nodded. Time to move.

With a low growl, Glass swung her head, the Future Sight attack detaching itself from her sickle and flying towards the Poliwrath. Once again, the undead tried to sidestep her attack, but it was stopped by a Dark Pulse being flung at it's back. Glass didn't stop there either. As the Poliwrath turned to attack Cosmic, Glass ran up and raked her claws up it's back, waiting for it to turn before she delivered a spin-kick Sucker Punch right between it's eyes, using the momentup to kick off the undead, making it stagger back into Cosmic's Assurance. The Umbreon reared up and performed a double slash down the Poliwrath's back, running parallel to Glass's earlier attack. After their tag-team hit, Glass and Cosmic backed off, leaving the Poliwrath stunned for a moment after the quick-succession after each attack.

"Try and use Volt Switch." Glass was panting from the exertion of so many attacks in a chain, and her arms ached from the force required to get decent damage on the undead. Clicking her tongue, Glass frowned. They needed to do more damage than that if they were going to kill this thing. "You can hit it hard up close and get out before you get hurt." Shifting her focus to Ciana and DS, She noticed the Porygon-Z sparking. Was that his attack charging? "If this hits I can paralyse it." As if answering her own question, DS confirmed that he was charging his attack - Zap Cannon. Glancing between the Porygon and the Poliwrath, Glass frowned. At this distance, they would need to be really fucking lucky for it to it.

Shifting her gaze to Mathias, Glass took the moment to catch her breath. While the Poliwrath was still stunned, her and Cosmic went to assess the damage. They had done decent damage to the undead, but not enough to kill it forever. They needed to get it's head. "Don't worry Ciana, Glass will make sure it doesn't turn its attention to you." With a toothy grin, Glass chuckled. "Ah, don't sell yourself short, Mathias. You're doing an equally good job protecting her." She said, dodging an Ice Beam that the Poliwrath had shot at her. "Oi, don't be fucking rude, I'm talking here." Glass snapped at it, narrowing her eyes.

"Standby." Standby? Standby for what? Cosmic looked over at DS, his eyes narrowing a hair to a watchful glare. The Porygon had his wings outwards, pointing at the Poliwrath in a mock-up version of a stop gesture. Raising an eyebrow, the Umbreon watched as electricity built up around the Porygon, before finally being released in a burst of light, the orb of pure lightning cracking through the air and travelling towards the Poliwrath. Cosmic's hopes flared for just that little bit, before immediately being brought back down to earth in a crashing defeat as the Zap Cannon kept going up, towards the roof. Lifting a paw and dragging it down his face and muzzle, Cosmic groaned. He missed. "It didn't work!" Glaring at DS, Cosmic scoffed. "Nah, really? I didn't notice the fucking orb of electricity miss our goddamn target and hit the roof. No shit it didn't work, genius, it's because your aim fucking sucks."

"I could have told you that it would miss." Backing away from wild-aim-idiot-with-wings, Cosmic paced around the Poliwrath, looking for a weak spot. As the Umbreon spotted an unguarded area, he ran up to the Poliwrath, a Faint Attack glowing around his fur as he disappeared into the shadows, only to appear again behind the Poliwrath, lunging onto the duel type's back and battering the blue skin there with his back claws, hanging onto the undead's shoulders by sinking his front claws into the muscle there. The undead let out a furious scream, spinning around and throwing Cosmic off, delivering a Counter punch straight to the Umbreon's midsection.

A sharp yelp emitted from the fox, and a wad of dark red blood fell on the ground with a wet splat, where Cosmic was then sent careening backwards, crashing into Glass, where the two went down, falling to the ground and knocking the wind out of both of them. Scrabbling to her feet, Glass glared at the Poliwrath, before looking down at Cosmic, who had curled into a tight ball to try and shield himself from any further attacks. The Umbreon's muzzle was wet with a mixture of blood and tears as his lips pulled back in a snarl, showing off his bloodied teeth.

Growling lowly, Glass watched as the Poliwrath charged an attack, and aimed right for Cosmic. Jumping over the injured Umbreon, the Absol raced up to the Poliwrath, delivering a Sucker Punch that send the Poliwrath stumbling backwards, their Hydro Pump attack going from aiming at Cosmic to hitting the roof, shaking the building and making a crater in the concrete from the force of the move.

"Ciana, I'll watch you carefully and tell you when you're close enough. It shouldn't have much strength left to fire anything, but don't get to close or it'll swing at you." Panting heavily, Glass stepped back, standing over Cosmic as she protected the Umbreon from attacks. The undead was dazed, and vulnerable to attack. If they were going to get this thing paralysed, they needed to do it now. "Okay Ciana, let it have that thunder wave."

Dashing to the side, Glass distracted the Poliwrath from looking at Ciana, where instead the duel type turned to fire a Hydro Pump at Glass, who ducked under the move, looking upwards as the column of water surged above her, causing yet another crater in the building, this time peeling away the wall to show electrical wires within the wall. Taking the chance, Glass crawled out from the firing line, making sure the Poliwrath's back was to Ciana. "Now Ciana, while it's back is to you!"

The moment of melancholy passed HAL attempts to reactivate the cameras. They do not respond to its commands. Again the program formerly hosted in the Porygon Z attempts to reactivate its command over the area. Again this attempt fails. Its sensors show damage to the area. A surge of electrical energy through the shutter mechanisms has caused the winch systems to fail. The excess of electrical energy has tripped the fuses in boxes far out of its reach and without any physical body it has no way of replacing the damaged machinery. The cameras in the blocked off area will remain inoperable and the shutters can no longer be raised or lowered on its power. It can't even send a command to get them to lock in place. The cameras outside of the enclosed space swing in closely to oberve with an almost nervous tension. Even though HAL knows that its emotions are caused by the corrupted coding it feels...fearful.
DS could not escape to reintergrate himself. For its own survival it will kill anyone and anything that tries to harm it.


"It was a 50/50 chance!" The Porygon Z snaps as he blurs his wings to hover out of the way of the two attacking dark types. The snap of ill feeling actually makes him feel stronger and he realizes he has activated the Nasty Plot program.
Excellent, visualizing his goals has always helped him improve his efficiency. He flickers jerkily out of the way of the Hydro Pump attack, the sections of his body moving out of sync with each other as the jet of pressurized water removes some of the walls. The jet scrapes along the wall, waterblasting away the plaster and snapping the internal wires as the Poliwrath's attention is directed away from the space where the Jolteon lies waiting.
Clever, these must have been trainer's pokemon, DS thinks. It's a small pity because it was always easier to gain wild pokemon's trust, according to his handbooks, traded pokemon wouldn't obey until he had a certain amount of badges proportionate to their level.
He red eyes flicker as he sizes up his choice of targets. He could always go for another Zap Canon but the build-up of energies had been far greater than he expected. The electrical charge nearly blew apart his body from the inside out. If he hesitated at the wrong time he'd end up frying his allies.
Instead he keeps back from the action, heartened by the fact HAL has yet to direct the attacks towards him and thinks.
Visualize the goal...
He starts to plot.

There was way too much going on, and they were all relying on her-- they were counting on her. "Cos', keep it still." Looking helplessly at the Absol, Ciana could only watch as she and Cosmic, the pretty Umbreon, rushed the undead.
If they get hurt, it's going to be my fault, she knew it.

Watching as they tag team the undead, her fear slowly ebbed away to awe. Look at them go! The tiny Jolteon's tail flicked her, ears perked forward as she watched the display. They're so freaking cool, she silently thought, eyes wide. "Try and use Volt Switch."
The voice startled her, the small cat's spiked pelt sticking up as she snapped her head around to look at the Pory-Z. "You can hit it hard up close and get out before you get hurt."
Part of her wanted to snap back, I know how to use my own attacks, I just would rather NOT DIE. But she was not nearly as cool as Glass, and instead her ears fell flat against her skull as she nodded obediently. "If this hits I can paralyse it." If what exactly hit? Ciana's round eyes watched the plastic looking Pokemon spark but she enjoyed the electricity in the close vicinity. Her natural ability to absorb it, turning the sparks into energy gave her the strength to stop her paws from shaking.

"Don't worry Ciana, Glass will make sure it doesn't turn its attention to you." That was not really... comforting. But at least the more experienced Absol was on her side.
She glanced at Glass when she chuckled, by the group temporarily as the dark types took a break from the fighting. "Ah, don't sell yourself short, Mathias. You're doing an equally good job protecting her." She bitterly wished she didn't need protecting, but the thought was dashed as a freezing cold jet of ice shot right at them. The Jolteon darted forward with a cry, slamming down behind Mathias. Oh she could not do this. "Oi, don't be fucking rude, I'm talking here." Why was Glass so... fucking calm?.

"Standby." Ciana was too far away to suck any of the stray sparks into her fur, but she watched from behind the Charizard's tail as the massive ball of energy shot forward. Holy shit-- But all too soon, it slammed into the wall, causing her to recoil violently. "It didn't work!"
"Least it was prettier than the display I gave off," she muttered bitterly, flinching again as the Umbreon ripped into the normal type. "Why don't you try controlling electricity!" she snapped back without thinking, her fur spiking.

"I could have told you that it would miss." Apparently everyone just hated the Porygon-Z now. She gave a sigh.

But things were only getting worse. The fight getting too intense. Ciana watched the second round of the tag-team dark types, but things were going wrong. Was I suppose to jump into that?!
It seemed as good of time as any.

Ciana bounded forward, leaving behind her dragon body guard, and suddenly she was in the open. Her mind only then flashed back to the egg, hoping the Delcatty had covered it, but it was too late now. Cosmic jumped onto the undead's back, raking it with long, dangerous claws. Suddenly she felt very small, watching the one she had insulted putting his life in danger. Such a coward oh Lugia I am such a coward. And then, without any warning, the Counter came through like before. "No!" She watched as the Umbreon was smacked away, crashing forcefully into Glass. Oh God she was so screwed, the thing would turn towards her any second and it would-- it would--

Glass was running forward, her own paws glowing with dark energy. Tears bit at Ciana's eyes. This was too much. Running forward with a catlike screech, electricity again built around her ears and paws.
"Now Ciana, while it's back is to you!"

The thunder wave came first, wrapping around the glutinous form in a split second, the dampness from earlier only making the inability to move worse on the dual type. It bellowed, falling to its knees as it tried to turn around. One giant, bloated hand grabbed madly for her, but the Jolteon was still running forward. More electricity built around her form, shooting forward just as she jumped, slamming into the thing's neck. "You don't belong here!" she screamed, the thunderbolt ripping into the thing directly as her claws dug into it's thick skin. She was stupid, she had ignored the advice on how to attack, she had purposely ran past Mathias, but, I'm not letting you get out of this without a reason to REMEMBER ME BY!

Ciana kept the thunderbolt going for several seconds, the thing only then able to think of a way to dislodge the tiny Jolteon. Ignoring any warnings, the cat did not realise what the Poliwrath was doing until it was too late. It had thrown itself to the side, doing a reverse body slam as it moved to smash the electric type beneath its weight.

[ ooc: permission for anyone to save her, or things might get messy |D ]

Cosmic's vision as blurry, his navy fur wet and sticky with blood. Each breath was a chore, sending ripples of pain up and down his back. "No!" Struggling to his paws, the Umbreon went to take a step forwards, possibly to attack, however he just fell, the wind knocked out from his lungs and he gasped, eyes going wide as he tried not to howl with pain. Dragging himself forwards step by step with his front paws, the Umbreon managed to drag himself over to the wall. As he surveyed the battle with wide eyes, the Umbreon could not help but stare at the bloody trail he had left behind him. Panting heavily, all the Dark Type wanted to do was lie down and sleep, but he refused to let his eyes close, for fear that it would be his last time.

Even still, in an attempt to try and clean his wounds, the Umbreon moved to lick his ribs, where the worst wound was, however he yelped loudly when the movement caused a stab of pain to run from his stomach up his spin to his shoulders. Opting to lie down instead, Cosmic lay on his side, panting heavily to try and push through the pain. "C-Cosmic..." Flicking his eyes up to Forrik, Cosmic hadn't the strength to snap at the Charizard, instead he closed his eyes and focused on steadying his breathing. God he was so tired... No! He snapped his eyes open, growling lowly to himself. Gathering his paws under him, Cosmic stumbled to his feet, giving the Poliwrath a feral snarl. Clenching his jaws, blood dripped down Cosmic's muzzle and onto the ground, joining the puddle at his feet. With a feral hiss, Cosmic charged a powerful Shadow Ball and flung it at the Poliwrath.

The Umbreon was absolutely livid. His blood-soaked fur was spiked up, and every one of his markings were blazing brightly with anger as he bared his bloodied teeth. "You, ASSHOLE!" He snarled, throwing his head back and charging a Dark Pulse. Once the attack had charged, he manifested it as a dark sphere at his jaws, which he flung forwards at the Poliwrath with a loud scream of anger.

Glass watched with wide eyes as Cosmic still flung attacks at the Poliwrath. While the undead was distracted, Ciana ran forwards and attacked, their Thunder Wave hitting true and paralysing the Poliwrath, which turned and grabbed for Ciana. The Jolteon responded by jumping forwards and lamming forwards into the thing's bloated neck. "You don't belong here!" The Jolteon screamed, Thunderbolt ripping into the Poliwrath's blue skin and charring it black.

Then, as the Poliwrath was trying to dislodge Ciana, it threw itself to the side, aiming to crush the tiny Jolteon. With a screech, Glass shot forwards, closing the distance easily with her Sucker Punch, which stunned the thing into ceasing it's attack. But Glass didn't stop there. Immediately following up the attack with a quickly charged Razor Wind that sent the undead staggering back. "Don't" She started, raking her claws across the things face to stop it's Counter. "You." With a spin kick to it's face, Glass turned and sunk her teeth into it's arm with her Bite, snarling loudly. "DARE!"

The Absol's claws raked the Poliwrath's skin to ribbons, the dark sluggish blood dying her white coat crimson. The taste of blood was horrible, but holding her breath, Glass did not let go, and she refused to swallow any of the blood.

While Glass was busy with the Poliwrath, Cosmic stumbled to where Ciana was, grabbing the electric cat by her scruff and dragging the two of them off away from the carnage. Once the Umbreon had dragged himself and Ciana away from the fray, he fell to the ground, panting heavily. Even still, the Umbreon gave Ciana a toothy grin. "Ha... S-see, told ya we'd cover for you." He managed to get out, before looking back to where Glass was fighting. She kicked off, landing a little ways away, spitting out a large wad of the undead's blood, along with a chunk of skin.

"Disgusting piece of shit." She snarled, panting from the effort of her attack. It had paid off however, as the Poliwrath fell to it's knees, gurgling and choking on it's own blood. Finally Glass's feet gave out and the Absol fell, hitting the ground hard as she watched with a determined red glare. The Poliwrath choked out a few pained and hungry screams, but the Absol was sure - it was dying.

The tiny normal type's body vibrates in the air, each of its separate parts moving at a different frequency to the rest of it's body. Behind the triangular glasses the bright red eyes flicker on and off.  
He understands better now. The way the electrons danced sparkled in the air, the path they had to take. He could see it outlined in gold towards the target of his hatred.
"Let's try this...one more time."
His body suddenly snaps into what appears to be complete stillness, sighting along his beak. There is the smell of blood in the air and blood on the ground but it has the faint sickly sweetness of decay that lingered around the blood of the undead. The absol is coated in it, the scent so thick and cloying it makes her crimson fur smell like an undead itself. The umbreon has also been heavily wounded and the smell of his blood is sharp and clean.
DS's wings snap back as he lets the power build inside him. With his sharpened focus he can hold back the energy better than before, more accurately judge the build up until the moment he must either release the power or be blown apart. The fact that the Poliwrath is gasping its last has no place in his calculations; it is fire or let the energy he has been building up inside him dribble away into nothing.
DS fires.
The ball of energy has become so condensed with continuous Nasty Plot's it is impossible to mark its passage, it strikes like lightning, surrounding the undead water type with bright yellow spheres that discharge bolts into its body. The undead's muscles spasm as it is struck by the Adaptibility boosted electric attack from every direction at once. The energy fries its circulation system, making its veins stand out in black spidering patterns across its navy and purple skin.
Its spiralling insides split from its white stomach as its body is effectively microwaved by the electricity from the inside out. It's blood cooks and congeals into a thick black sludge inside its open wounds. The red eyes blow out with two wet pops. The electricity locks its limbs in paralysis until, less than a minute after the attack was launched, the energy of the Zap Cannon is grounded.
Lights flicker in DS's eyes.
"How's that you bastard?!" He crows at the limp cameras, flicking his wings in the rising steam above the now char grilled corpse.  There is no reply from HAL. None at all.
DS cocks his head to the side, the motion continuing further than would be possible with a neck. Unusual. HAL has been silent for a while.
He should at least be making arrangements to send in another undead assassin but from his pokemon there is nothing.
DS flits around the small room in a tight circuit. All the cameras are non operational, the exposed wires that have been removed from the wall are sparking. Mentally he cross-examines the patch of wires with his electronic knowledge. With care he tries tugging at the base of one of the metal sheets blocking the exits. It budges just enough for him to know they had been electronically locked down and with the door circuits fried HAL has no way to prevent someone stronger than him from lifting it.
"Good news, the shutters aren't locked any more." The Porygon Z hovers over the blood soaked group between the two corpses. "We can just lift them up and go."

The tiny Jolteon realised too late her mistake. The charred flesh and tiny claw marks were hardly enough to kill it, and even though it could not see her, Ciana knew that the thing had her. Well, this is how I die-- was her only thought. But it was not as scared as she thought she would be, Instead the thought was sad, did she really do enough to be remembered? However, life apparently still had plans for the Jolteon. A screech ripped through the air and her brown eyes snapped back open, only to see Glass ripping straight at the undead, and the pretty Umbreon somehow finding the strength to fly through the air and grab Ciana herself by the scruff.

"Don't," the Absol spat, following up her initial attack with massive claws shredding the skin on its face. Ciana watched, mesmerised, even as Cosmic saved her life. "You." Glass gave a round kick to the Poliwrath's face, ending with a savage bite. "DARE!"
"Was that all because of me?" she couldn't help blurting out loud.

The Umbreon turned to her, his bloodied muzzle still somehow to give her a cheeky grin. "Ha... S-see, told ya we'd cover for you."
Ciana stared at him for a full few seconds before the courage previously evaporated, giving way to the aftershock of fear as tears finally overflowed from her eyes. "P- please do not make me do tha- that again," she said with a shaking voice as feeling in her paws left her.

"Disgusting piece of shit." Ciana turned her head in time to watch as Glass collapsed on the ground beside the pair of Eeveelutions; even still, her furious red eyes stared at the undead, almost as if daring it to get back up. It was not necessary, though, as Mathias had charged forward.
Taking the moment to assess damage, Ciana scrambled to her trembling paws, rushing back closer to the Absol. "A- are you alright?" she asked, unintentionally half wailing from the stress and worry. Immediately the electric type cringed, her too-loud voice echoing in her ears. Way to be a fucking dipshit, her mind spat viciously, but the Jolteon still watched with real concern etched in her brown eyes.

Behind her back, though, the action was apparently not over. Ciana whipped around just in time to see the dazzling ball of light smash into the undead. It truly put her own thunderbolt to shame, the sizzling of flesh and the popping of skin making the Jolteon have to fight the real urge to throw up. Smacking her ears down against her skull, she did not even notice Mathias trying to shield them from the blast-- not that she needed it, personally, due to her electricity absorbing ability-- but the sound and the smell, it was too much Collapsing onto the ground between Glass and the Charizard, she could not help the whimper that escaped her. Just make it end already, she begged, her senses threatening to overwhelm her.

But then, the sounds died down to just a reminiscent sizzle, and the Charizard confirmed for the rest of the group, "Finally, its over. Glass can you get up?" Ciana snapped her ears up, blinking open rabbit-like eyes.
"G- glass?" she echoed, turning to look at the Absol in question.

"Good news, the shutters aren't locked any more." The Porygon-Z confirmed shortly after, and holy shit was it the best news she had heard in forever."We can just lift them up and go."
"Th- the Delcatty has your egg, too!" she chirped, finally able to smile after all of the chaos. Her tail wagged softly behind her, relief bringing a half delirious smile to her face.

But things were far from over. "Forrik?"

Ciana's ear perked up, though not with the same joy as before. Something was wrong. Mathias' voice did not sound good, and as she looked around the dragon, she was quickly able to see why. The Jolteon felt bile rising in her throat again. The dead Charizard, he had come back.
Oh no.
She watches as the beady red eyes turn towards her, the dark blood from the fallen Poliwrath all over his muzzle. Without warning suddenly the newly undead lurches their way, causing a scream of fear to rip out of the little Jolteon. This thing was huge and she was scared and no way in fuck did she have the strength to fight anymore--

"Glass, sucker punch him. Its the only way to get him back to his senses."
What?!
It would take a whole hell of a lot more than just one smack to snap the thing back, but was the half dead dark type duo even enough to do that?!
"Touch them and I will zap you!" she spat, electricity rolling off of her fur.

[i started feeling sick halfway through, im sorry for shit quality i can't breathe right now]

Soris' entire body is trembling as the undead Charizard turned to look at him, his claws gripping the floor tightly from sheer stress. If the Fire-type attacks now, he might not have the strength or even the will to fend it off, let alone actually kill it. When it hadn't been moving, maybe...but now, now his mind was not so sure. "Wait, I don't want to fight you Delcatty. I won't allow myself to kill those that are still alive even if I have to kill myself to do so." Don't listen to it. Regardless of intentions, all undead turn, and kill...all of them. Even if the Charizard had once been a friend to the other Pokemon, now it was a threat...yet Soris freezes in place, unable to make a single move or summon the strength for a Double-Edge. It was as if all the conviction has been ripped from him by the Charizard's words. Bile rises in the back of his throat as Soris realises he truly cannot bring himself to do a thing, and he backs away. Coward. Coward cowardcoward. Letting others possibly die because of his inability to act was a new low.

The fight against the Poliwrath has turned in the others' favor, but Soris slinks away from it, curling his body to look as small as he felt. He'd done nothing at all here, he couldn't even try. Soris wishes he could vanish from the material world; things would not change if this creature simply...disappeared. Nobody would notice a missing Delcatty, and he'd get his wish-being nameless, forgotten. He couldn't ask for a better solution.
The shouts, the words of the living Charizard directed at him, the stench of death and roasting flesh, all of it becomes a buzzing in the back of his mind. It would not be long until they threw him out themselves, and until then, Soris was content to forget everything, just for a little while. Was it wrong of him to want that? What was even the "right" thing to do anymore?

"GLASS, COSMIC. LOOK OUT, FORRIK'S LOST CONTROL OF HIMSELF!" Everything comes crashing back at once, and Soris jumps to his feet, his fur fluffing involuntarily from the shock. The screams of the undead Charizard are like claws ripping at his flesh-he really had lost his mind, and Soris had let it happen. Letting his cowardice get the best of him...it wouldn't happen this time. Soris feels his muscles strain and a strong pressure bear upon his entire body as he prepares to use Double-Edge, fully aware of how much the attack would backfire against him. If the others were too hurt...and who knew the full extent of damage that Poliwrath had inflicted...then it'd be up to him to stop this undead. If there's one thing they taught that matters, it was how to fight. Lives were at stake; just this once, he could not allow himself to fail.

Cosmic was panting heavily from the effort it took to keep himself awake. Shaking his head, the Umbreon's blood dotted the ground below him from the hits he had taken. A bitter laugh escaped the Umbreon. "A battle like this used to be not as dangerous when I was back home." He muttered quietly, struggling to his paws with a groan. Blood dripped down from a wound along his ribs and midsection, painting the ground below the Umbreon red. His flanks rose and fell unsteadily as the Dark Type panted to keep the pain at bay. There was no need to worry, the Poliwrath was dead. "Was that all because of me?" Cosmic went to laugh, but a sharp pain along his side turned his barked laugh into a sharp intake of breath as the Umbreon winced.

"P- please do not make me do tha- that again," Nodding, the Umbreon grinned slightly. "Nah, we shouldn't have to do tha-" Cosmic cut himself off with a grunt as pain shot up his side. The Moonlight Pokemon winced and shook his head to clear his mind. "-That again. Not under our watch at least." He finished, coughing as a sudden tickle in his throat caused the Umbreon to spit up a mixture of saliva and blood. Grimacing, Cosmic glared at the foul mixture and turned his head away, sighing. "My boy would be disappointed at how beat up I got in this fight." He mused, turning and limping off towards where the Delcatty had taken refuge.

"A- are you alright?" Grinning toothily, Glass nodded. "I've been better, but yeah, I'm cool." She quipped, sighing as she felt the adrenalin eb away, taking her strength with it. "Word of advice - Undead taste like ass." She joked, chuckling. "Anyone got some mouthwash?" Looking down at her now rust-red coat, Glass's eyes narrowed and she added, "A bath would do good too..."

"Let's try this... One more time." Glass shifted her attention to where DS was charging up another Zap Cannon. Yawning, Glass suddenly felt tired, even as she watched the Porygon-Z shoot, charring the re-dead corpse's skin black and thoroughly cooking it. Once Mathias had moved his massive girth, Glass hummed in approval. "If that thing gets up again I'm calling bullshit." Glass mused, chuckling.

"Finally, its over. Glass can you get up?"
"G- glass?"

Groaning, the Absol rolled her eyes. "No, I thought laying here covered in undead blood was a fun thing to do because y'know, why the fuck not?" After a few moments, Glass sighed. "Of course I can get up." She said, gathering her large paws beneath her, she stretched, shaking out her fur and sending the blood that once coated her fur splattering onto the ground, where Glass's once-red coat was now a red-tinted white.  "You can come out now, its dead." Looking back, Glass remembered that they still had a newcomer to address. Glass went to turn around to address them, when Mathia called out to Forrik, "Forrik?"

Immediately Glass's stomach dropped and she turned to watch Forrik stumble over to the corpse, and began to tear chunks off it, stuffing the charred meat into his drooling jaws. Growling quietly, Glass's fur bristled. Her dark red eyes flickered to the side for a moment, where she saw Cosmic limping over. "Cos', you should sit this one o-"

"-Like hell I will. This dick became a martyr trying to protect me. I am not letting him slander himself by fucking it up now." Glass looked over at Cosmic, a grin creeping up her muzzle. "Gee, you'd think you were getting sentimental Cos'." She chuckled, rolling her eyes and looking back over to Forrik, who had started to advance towards her and Cosmic. Growling, Glass bared her teeth, her claws itching for another fight.

"GLASS, COSMIC. LOOK OUT, FORRIK'S LOST CONTROL OF HIMSELF!" Cosmic flared his markings, the multicolored star-like patterns blazing in an attempt to blindside Forrik, who advanced towards them. At least, until Mathias tackled him and held the undead Charizard back. "Glass, sucker punch him. Its the only way to get him back to his senses." Eying the Charizard, Glass nodded, her claws shimmering with a Sucker Punch. Her eyes shone with pity, but the Absol was not fooling around. Lifting her paw, Glass turned it so that her claws were clenched in an almost-fist that hit the Charizard upside the jaw.

"Ragghhhh" Jumping back to avoid the drool, Glass pulled a face. "Awh man, now that is just fucking nasty." She said, sticking her tongue out in disgust. "Touch them and I will zap you!" Looking back at Ciana, Glass smiled. "Just sit back and rest for now, Ci. We've got this. You deserve a rest after that, yeah?" She said, before turning her attention back to Forrik.

"I know you're in there somewhere Forrik. Don't be what you hated, what you told yourself - told us - you would never be. I don't want to have to take you out as a mindless drone, I'd rather say goodbye first, okay?" She said, her scythe starting to glow with a Razor Wind. "You may of been a fucking dipshit, but don't ruin what you've built here by throwing it away as a mindless undead. Let people say goodbye before we have to... You know." The Umbreon added his own comment, paws shining with a Dark Pulse. There was no need in letting the Charizard suffer, after all.

The Porygon Z blurs his wings, the segments of his body bumping against each other like beads joined by an invisible string. He has great manoeuvrability with the ability to make sharp turns quickly but his control over the disconnected segments is less skilled. His head ends up spinning upside down, the triangular glasses only held on by magnetism or some shit.
His red eyes contract and expand, the rings in his eyes shifting as he changes his focus. The sunshiny yellow fur of the Jolteon in the messy slick of living and undead blood looks almost like a sunbeam. His mechanical eyes note the unease on her face. She was unused to battle or uneasy around it. He would have thought the virus would have wiped that out but there was nothing unnatural about good old fashioned squeamishness. His apathetic detachment from the situation was the abnormal thing.
The electric type squeaks out about his egg and he nods acknowledgement of her words, his severed head bobbing in mid air as he flits down to the side of the strangely blood red Delcatty.
"Hey." He says briefly to the normal type before returning a loving red gaze to the egg.
It hasn't been touched in the slightest by the fighting thanks to the other normal type. He brushes one rubbery blue wing over it. There is still a tremor of movement inside the shell. Whatever Pokemon was quivering inside is still alive, still healthy.
"Thanks man." He whispers to the Delcatty as he curls his wings around the egg.
It quakes softly as he holds it, transferring what warmth was generated within this artificial body to the eggshell.
The ground quakes softly too and the normal type's disconnected head jerks upwards sharply, spinning in the air to look behind him.
Tearing sinews, ripped and dripping flesh torn down to the bone...
"What the F̧̧͘U͘͝C͘K̸͘͞!" He screams, his voice cracking with static as it rises in pitch.
The undead charizard raises itself up, flesh of the undead dripping from its jaws as it turns on the living meat. The umbreon and the absol are still covered in blood, some of it their own, and he can see the fire type's nostrils flare as it takes in the metallic scent but...this was one of their friends right? An ally?
"Should I blast it with a Zap cannon?" He asks, still sheltering the egg behind his small, frail body.