(ACE) The OLIVINE Team

((OoC - Skip;  not much to do as Miyu can't kill the Empoleon lol. Cinderspark, should you and I switch turns since Ven told Cinder to kill the Empoleon?))

((Skip as well, think it's time for this thing to die like a big roosted chicken now. have at it cinder))

No one could stop him. In that instant the small blue Pokemon had made a decision and he was going to carry it out. His tiny green toes glided across the floor, ignoring any and all derbies as he closed in on the bird. Baring his small fangs Etincelle leaped at the undead with electricity flying about him. With its focus on Aaden he had nothing to fear, not that he was afraid, and latched his teeth into its throat right under the collar. Sparks going wild they raced and ran over its nearby feathers, anger blazing in its red eyes as the Empoleon took damage. One of its wings claws at him, leaving some nasty feeling scratches on his back, but the undead still seems distracted and Electric Type ignores the feeling. The Electrike fought hard not to fall, deeping his teeth in deeper and scrabbling with his hind paws. The Empoleons burnt, useless feathers just peeled away though along with the soggy rotten underneath.

Forcing himself to pry his teeth away, rotten meat still locked between them, the Lightening Pokemon drops to the floor as the battle between the starters get more heated. He flinches only slightly at the heat and strikes again as one of the birds wings go flying off of its body. It turned to face Aaden, leaving its backside exposed to him. The feathers were burning hot from the Blaziken's attack but there was no time to lose. Bunching his muscles Etincelle jumped with a stream of white light coming from behind him. He was ricocheted off the bird though doing little more then burning and smearing ashes in his blue fur. Trying again with Sparks flying he feels he is doing more damage to himself then the undead as heat swamps him. Embers fall past the Empoleons front from Aaden's attack and from above he can hear Ven's voice calling, "This is your chanze! KILL IT!"

Was he talking to him? The shiny Pokemon was unsure. It obvious that Aaden was doing the bulk of the damage as the Empoleon was even acknowledging him. But I can still doing something. Even if it wasn't much he was contributing. And its for Mel. Taking several steps back the Electrike prepares himself. Even if he can not do much he will do something.

Melanie wheezes as she breathes, a soft moan coming from deep within. Her consciousness is fading in and out, blackness filling her mind. The sounds in the room are blurring together, attacks and battle slowly becoming no more then white noise to her. "Be careful.. Etin.." She whispers though she knows the Electrike can not hear her. Could anyone hear her? The Ninetales can sense little other then the water that has soaked her to the bone. Anyone..? There is a strange quiet around her that seems almost unnatural. Even in her hardly conscious state Meliane could since that there was no one by her. She was all alone, unable to defend herself and wounded. Panic would of set in had her mind not faded to black once more.

Cinder stared with wide, worried eyes as Mel didn't respond. She wasn't dead, was she? There isn't a chance to investigate though as a roar hits her fuzzy ears, "Move!" and she is roughly shoved away from the scene. "Melanie, Melanie are you alright?" The Electrike whines as Cinder recovers herself, one paw rubbing where her cheek had hit the floor. Well then. Deciding it would be better not to mess with the panicked shiny again the Quilava steadies herself on her feet and quickly hurries over to Faux. Unlike Melanie the Vulpix was very much alive, growling and struggling to stand as her paws slide on the smooth, wet tile. "Damn.. bastard.." She groaned through gritted teeth. Helping the fox to her paws Cinder asked, "You okay?" Wincing, she let out an exasperated sigh, "Yeah.. Im erg.. fine." The Quilava doubted her.

Faux stood as tall as she could. Her body was in agony, half of it burning from the pressurized water and half aching from the collision. She only took one step before stumbling but she did not fall. "Dammit!" She cursed allowed. "Maybe you should sit things out." Cinder's voice was concerned but Faux was not having it. Shooting daggers at the Quilava she forced herself to move forward a bit more before shaking the water from her fur. Tiny hisses sound as the water droplets hit the Volcano Pokemons fire. "We have an undead to take care of." With labored steps she continued toward the Empoleon.

Cinder stared on for a few extra moments. Faux's damn pride was going to get her killed but she doubted she could stop her. I wont let you go in alone. Marching up to her teammate the Quilava offered a small smile though she was not sure if Faux would understand it. "Then lets get rid of this thing already." Flaring her fire even further the Quilava noted how odd it felt with their new positions. Letting the thought pass she narrowed her golden eyes at the Empoleon as it roared in hatred, one wing being torn away. "This is your chanze!" Fire was already blazing in her mouth. "Hey you ugly prick," Faux sneered, "See you in Hell." With that the Vulpix shot the hottest Flamethrower she could muster straight at its throat.

Cinder wasted no time. Lopping as fast as her short legs would allow the Quilava leaped high in the air, curling into a ball and engulfing herself in flames. "Time to say good night!" She roared, smashing her Flame Wheel into his powerful form. For a split moment the Volcano Pokemon worried it hadn't worked, but then she felt form give, decaying body finally giving up as the flames burned what was left of it. It lasted only a second but Cinder through her entire weight into the attack, ricocheting away as a snap wrecked her more sensitive ears. Somehow she managed to land on her feet behind the beast and could now see what they had done. the Empoleons rotten body could no longer stand against them and its neck snapped under the force and heat, rotating its head backwards to an unnatural angle. It made a guttural cry as it stumbled forward before falling over. Faux barely jumped against to prevent being crushed, pain wracking her small body. "Its dead." She confirmed, her voice more tired then triumphant.

The Empoleon roared angrily, reminding Miyu that she was a little too close for comfort. She edged backwards cautiously, knowing if she got hit with it's Water-type move, her lithe form wouldn't handle it very well. Luckily, it's attention wasn't focused on the Eevee. "Hey you ugly prick," Miyu glanced  to see Faux back on her feet and preparing a fire move, "See you in Hell." Miyu pressed herself to the ground to avoid any stray embers as the Flamethrower rushed directly at the Empoleon.

What if there's more Undead after this? What if we can't defeat them? What if-- Miyu's mind halted as her eyes focused on the fallen Ninetales. Why hadn't she gotten up? What if she's dead? The thought scared Miyu. She didn't want to see anyone die. She approached the Ninetales, careful not to bring any unwanted attention to them, "Mel?"
Miyu sat beside her, the Eevee deciding she needed to watch over her. "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe." promised Miyu.

She turned her gaze over to the battle following a sickening cry. Miyu felt her heart soar as the Empoleon fell forwards, a hopeful smile stretching across her face, "Is it over!?" Faux tiredly spoke, "Its dead." Miyu could've jumped for joy. Finally, the monster had been ended! She looked around at her teammates, "Is... everyone okay?" Her heart pleaded to hear good news.

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Inside The Battle Castle| Late Morning|(21)



The blazekin trying his damnest to hold the undeads attention on him and away from the others now as it hissed at him  "Hey you ugly prick," as it turned away for a second to the others even Aiden looking around over it's shoulder to see faux setting up another flamethrower curious and worried that it was still changed Aiden didn't care by this point this damn thing needed to die. as the zombie duel type turned around aiden quicky grabbed it so it couldn't charge forward at the vulpix "See you in Hell." aiden agreed bracing for the fire attack as it hit the empoleon directly splashing into up and around it as aiden ducked under and behind the shape to protect himself from some of the flames. He felt the duel types body crisp in his hold before it went limp hoping it was dead as it fell forward as he let go as it hit hard.

Aiden wanted to fall to his knees from the shock of everything before he looked over at the other seeing that the nine tails was hurt and not moving as he quickly made him way over to her. only then did he fall to his knees a talon hand reaching over her yellow pale fur. "My love?" she whispered every quietly over her, his mind playing that last scene of his ninetailed love's death. So much blood and sorrow, leaning down a little to hear if she was breathing "Am sorry I couldn't protect you, please don't leave me again" he begged now Aiden never saw the old glass wounds of the scars of Mel only her hidden glory.

His overheat building again as he felt it in his body as it gave off heat as he held it over Mel trying to warm and dry her "Don't die, please don't die". A pain in his arm reminding him that he was still hurt himself as he looked at it some of the feathers looked matted and under it the opened wound looked puffy and pussy. Shaking his head from himself he looked back at Mel then at Etin for any signs that she was okay as he was her partner and just as much her protector and they both failed her. Giving off a little more heat from over heat now dry hope, "Come on Mel" he said once more. His hand running over her side fur drying and warming it.

(Sorry for the delayed post couldn't think of what to do at the time, so flash back time of his fallen love and teammate as he get momentarily confused between the two. Hmm open uglying wound infected or not we'll have to see)

The Ninetales panted. It was so hard to breathe, there must of still been water in her lungs or perhaps one had collapsed. Her red eyes remained closed and she let out a long, quiet groan of agony. She didn't think she was going to die but the mere idea of dying all alone as a sopping mess in the corner made her already rapid heart beat even harder. Please.. no.. Through her foggy head words still come through, her teeth clenching as pain ripples through her in her excitement. "Mel?" The recognition takes more moments then it should but the Ninetales knows it to be Miyu's voice and its very close by. "M-miyu?" She mutters weakly, having hardly the strength to crack her eyes open to see the brown blur of a Pokemon. "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe."

She had come back.. to protect her. The Ninetales heart swells with gratitude at the smaller Pokemons courage. Not long ago she had been of equal size but it was obvious to her Miyu had the bigger heart. Tears seep from Mel's eyes, blending into her already drenched pelt. "T-thank you.." She whispers. If she had the strength Mel would of broke into sobs, but she did not.
The Electrike took two steps back.  "Hey you ugly prick," This was it. The moment. "See you in Hell." He was ready. With a mighty roar the Electrike charged the bird with a pelt full of electricity. Leaping with all the strength of his short legs Etin slammed his Spark attack into the back of the birds neck. Fire races past him and the heat nearly unbearable. It reflects in his own pink eyes as he feels his burn screaming as it dries out, threatening to bleed again. With the force of his jump depleted the Lightening Pokemon falls to the ground and roughly lands on one side. Quickly as he can, pain racking his small form, Etincelle scurries out of the way encase the beast fell on him. There is a loud crash and a hard shove, then silence.

"Its dead." "Is... everyone okay?"
The Electrike forces his way back to his paws. The Empoleon must of kicked him by accident at it fell over.. Shaking out his shiny blue pelt Etin cringes in agony at the pain in his side. "Im.. okay." He chokes out. That was a dirty lie. As he stood the small Electric Type worried he would fall over at a slight breeze.

Melanie's ears flick toward the other Pokemon. They.. defeated it? Oh thank legends, she was about to give up hope. Though her body still fails her internally the exhausted Ninetales cheers. They could finally rest easy. "My love? Am sorry I couldn't protect you, please don't leave me again" The Ninetales sniffed in confusion, feeling the water in her nostrils and sneezing in response. Pain rattled her form. "Im.." A bout of coughing squeezes at her lungs, hacking up mouthfuls of water and saliva. "Don't die, please don't die." The warm feeling of heat next to her sodden pelt was most welcomed, her voice melting away as she tries to soak in the warmth. Melanie's creamy fur tingled with delight, the water slowly evaporating under the intensity. Let it be the heat or her own will power the Ninetales feels some strength returning to her body.

"Come on Mel!" The Electrike moved with heavy, wobbling steps toward the Ninetales. Though he was still several feet away he could see her struggling to get back to her paws. Even her legs trembled with effort. Worry wells in his eyes as he sees most her pelt still drenched and clenching to her slim form, her many luxurious tails a matball of fur. "It's over now, Mel." He reassures her, clenching his teeth through the pain. The Fire Type moves one paw slightly to shift her way and the pad goes sliding against the wet floor. Melanie goes crashing back down with a loud whine of pain. "I dont know.. if I can stand." She whines through teary eyes.

The Quilava panted. She did it, her body had listened and responded how she had wanted it to! No, it had done so even better then she had hoped. There was a new found power in her veins and Cinder loved it. Yet, as she stood panting in the bask of her adrenaline rush there was a fear in the back of her mind. Her body had changed, changed in ways she was not sure she liked. To have that happen again.. "Is... everyone okay?" Drifting out of her thoughts the Quilava smiled at Miyu, "Golden." She chimes. "Im.. okay." Etin wheezes and nearby Faux shakes out her rusty-colored pelt. "Could be better." She grumbles. Cinder passes a worried glance to the Vulpix but lets it pass. She is standing and still feisty, she'd be alright.

Going back to her own thoughts the Quilava walks slowly over to where she had evolved. The ground is covered in a layer of thick blackish blood from the dead Gallade but she ignores it. Fragments of her bell liter the ground and, finding a clean one, the Quilava gently tucks it under her tattered collar. Never again. She may of been a power hound but evolution was not her thing. Even the feeling of her usually welcomed fire in weird places.. Odd notions from Aaden bring her attention back to the matter at hand. "Come on Mel!" Wandering back over to the Ninetales she hadn't been given the chance to examine before The Volcano Pokemons heart sinks to find her in the same position was she before. "Mel?" She utters simply in confusion. She wasn't dead, was she?

The Vulpix staggers as she walks. Damn did she hurt. It should be time for them to rest but they still had to secure the perimeter,  tend to the wounded, check for more undead.. Just tough it out. Sighing softly to herself the Vulpix joins the others as the crowd around Melanie. "I dont know.. if I can stand." Gritting her teeth Faux held her tongue. You dont think you can stand? Pushing her way to the front the fox ran her eyes down the Ninetales body. It didn't took too worse for ware, for the most part. There was a lot of diluted blood from the water pressure or impact, it didn't matter though as it was from a multitude of small cuts and scrapes. Her already injured shoulder seemed of taken more damage, the skin being torn apart and blood was pouring out. It needed to be dressed. Soon. But other then that.. She was just exhausted and down for the count, in a fighting sense, but she was alright.

Looking at the other Pokemon she could see the fatigue in there eyes. They may have just woken up when this all started but they needed a break. Faux took in a deep breath. "Enough laying about." She directs to Mel, forcing herself between the wall and the Ninetales back. The larger fox squeals quietly in pain but Faux does not stop. Pressing her much small form against and to an extent under the Ninetales she shoves. "Time to get up."
Cinder looks on with wide eyes. "I dont think you should be doing that.." She warns but it quickly silenced. "Then help me." The Quilava hesitates. Mel herself didn't think she could stand, why force her? She's just going to fall over again and hurt herself.. But what was worse, having Mel fall a few inches or Faux's rage? A shiver runs down her spine. With an unnaturally large smile on her face and arms waving about she speaks in hurried words, "Come on Mel, those brutes are dead, its time to stand up!"

"Thank goodness." Miyu heaved a sigh as the others confirmed they were mostly okay. She was confused about Aaden referring to Mel as his 'love', but she decided not to ask on account of not wanting to get kicked for making an assumption. "I dont know.. if I can stand." Mel murmured. The poor Ninetales... Miyu wished she could've helped somehow and it made her sad to see a new friend in pain.

"Enough laying about." Faux wedged herself between the wall and Mel, causing a little cry from the Ninetales. Miyu rose to her feet in one motion, "You're hurting her!" The Vulpix continued shoving Mel up despite the size difference.
"I dont think you should be doing that.." Cinder said. Faux didn't seem to care as she simply spoke, "Then help me." Miyu ground her teeth in a rare show of annoyance. Mel said she couldn't stand, was it necessary to force her?

Miyu grew more aggravated as Cinder too tried to make Mel stand up. "Come on, guys... Can't we just let her rest for a few more minutes?" Miyu's voice grew louder towards the end. "I understand that she needs to get up, but does she really need to jump up right this second?" Miyu cringed following her own words, half expecting someone to snap her head off.

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Inside The Battle Castle| Late Morning|(22)



"Im.." Aiden looked down at the ninetails again "Hush, please save your energy" she said as he continued to try and help warm and dry the cream colored pelt dry of the water, thinking back on he took nearly the same jet of water not hours ago. she pushed the thought away as he own body temperature starts to raise again trying to give off a stronger heat, he was going to burn himself out soon and the duel type really didn't seem to care at the moment

 "It's over now, Mel." looking now over at the electric dog who seemed the closest to Mel for the longest of while as he wanted to believe him that she would be fine Aiden not wanting to lose her again. A light burning pain in his arm reminding himself he was still hurt,  he was to careful not to burn the small electric type if he got to close to the overheat. "Mel?" next to come in was the newly evolved cinder to come see mel, Aiden was happy she was okay as well as already looking so much prouder and stronger as he wanted to congratulate her on the new level of power she grew into.

 "I dont know.. if I can stand." then faux pushed her way to the front as aiden felt her push by even him as he glared down now. "Enough laying about." he takes a little inch back then as he watched Mel struggleing with herself to even stand before faux started to shove her up "Time to get up." a hint of anger now crossed his face "I dont think you should be doing that.." cinder was first to speak up "Then help me." aiden stands up his upright form towering over the rest of them as his overheat flares before going cold in a building anger "Come on Mel, those brutes are dead, its time to stand up!"

"Faux! We're going to bleed her out with her wounds if we move her now" he said a hint if anger coming through as he looked down at the smaller fox  "Come on, guys... Can't we just let her rest for a few more minutes?" aiden looks toward Miyu "I understand that she needs to get up, but does she really need to jump up right this second?" as aiden agreed already "We need to take care of her shoulder, at least stop the bleeding before we move her. She could go into shock if we move her now and she would be moving again any time soon." trying to get faux to see this is a bed idea "Etin is barely standing as well, and mist can't move on her own yet either" he adds then as he didn't forget about mist like the others had seemed to looking at Faux "you look hurt as well, let them rest please for a little time for pity's sake. if it will put you more set mind I'll patrol around for anymore of those things while we rest" he points at the remains of the two undead.

Etincelle licks the Ninetales cheek and presses his own against hers. "Where does it hurt?" He asks gently, prepared to wait as long as the Fire Type needed before moving from her current position. If he had to, no matter how tired his legs felt, he would do whatever he could to make Mel as comfortable as possible in her current position. Maybe the others would help to.. "Enough laying about." What? No! the Electrike gasps and jumps back in shock as Faux forces her way behind Mel. What was she doing, thinking! "You're hurting her!" "Faux, stop!" He ordered but made no move to stop her. "Time to get up." "She said she cant, you cant force her." He growled a bit louder though it seemed the Vulpix was ignoring him. Instead, only Mel's whine of pain reached his ears.

"I dont think you should be doing that.." The others had sense too.. but why weren't they.. "Then help me." Etincelle turned horror wide pink eyes to the Quilava, who he never got a chance to congratulate, and spoke with a near whimper to his voice. "Cinder.. you, you cant be serious." But she only looked away from him. "Come on Mel, those brutes are dead, its time to stand up!" "Cinder..." Panic was starting to flood his veins. "It hurts, it hurts!" The Ninetales cries out, but her words seem lost. They were hurting her, they were hurting Mel and she was already injured. And what was he doing? Standing there with his mouth agape not doing a damn thing to help her. Sparks crackled in his blue pelt. "Cut it out!" He snaps, raising his voice sharp and drastically. He wasn't afraid to stop Faux.. if he had to.

"Faux! We're going to bleed her out with her wounds if we move her now" "Hey now don't say things like that. She will be fine. Mel's going to be fine." The Electrike growled with a rumble deep in his throat. The battle was over but it seemed there was still fighting to be done.. these guys saying Mel was.. "Come on, guys... Can't we just let her rest for a few more minutes?" "Yes, yes! We can just make her more comfortable here until she is ready to move on her own. We need to be patient, not hasty and hurt her further." "I understand that she needs to get up, but does she really need to jump up right this second?" At least Aaden and Miyu seemed to have some sense left..

"We need to take care of her shoulder, at least stop the bleeding before we move her. She could go into shock if we move her now and she wont be moving again any time soon." the Ninetales felt her heart rate increasing. Her legs shook and came closer to her body as her only defense to the pain and shot through her from the pressure against her back. She claws forward with one paw but it only meets air as it trembles. "Etin is barely standing as well, and mist can't move on her own yet either" "Don't count me out yet." He retorts. Etin was hurt too? No no.. The Ninetales is struggling to keep her breath calm between her clenched teeth. The pain.. why couldn't they just leave her alone.. "you look hurt as well, let them rest please for a little time for pity's sake. if it will put you more set mind I'll patrol around for anymore of those things while we rest." "Please.." She begs, "It hurts too much." A new fresh wave of pain flushes through her and Mel spits a small puff of fire as no more then a reaction. I cant take it.. There is too much black in her vision, too much pain in her body.. she cant do this..

Faux gritted her teeth, the only defense she had left at this point. The others didn't understand, that much was clear to her, but they weren't even trying.  "Cinder..."  "It hurts, it hurts!" "Cut it out!" Body going tense the Vulpix unwedges herself from the Ninetales back and places her paws on the creamy yellow fur, eyes blazing with fury, "You cut it out." She roars at the Electrike. "You're not helping anything by whining." She speaks with her small fangs exposed, lips drawn back by instinct and emotion. He was being such a bitch she could claw him. "Faux! We're going to bleed her out with her wounds if we move her now" Irritation pricked through her pelt like a swarm of ants. "Come on, guys... Can't we just let her rest for a few more minutes?" "Yes, yes! We can just make her more comfortable here until she is ready to move on her own. We need to be patient, not hasty and hurt her further." "I understand that she needs to get up, but does she really need to jump up right this second?"

"Do none of you understand?" She hissed, pale eyes flashes at everyone. "A major battle just ended. There could be undead on the way and there are wounded to tend to. We don't have time to laze about like this." Was she the only one with sense now? Did no one see the danger they were in here?? "We need to take care of her shoulder, at least stop the bleeding before we move her. She could go into shock if we move her now and she wont be moving again any time soon."
Faux's teeth grind against one another, an unnerving feeling racing through her jaw but there was no time to pay it any mind. "No, no we don't have that luxury. Our defenses are down, we need to re-secure the building if we are even going to continue staying here. There could be more undead hidden about and we are exposed.." Her voice trails off as she thinks of all the work there was to do. The Vulpix moves slightly and pain shoots through her side bringing a wince to her face. "Etin is barely standing as well, and mist can't move on her own yet either" "Don't count me out yet." Shaking from anger and pain Faux takes a deep breath and speaks in an icy clam voice with her angular eyes locked on the Blaziken, "Etincelle, shut the hell up. Aaden, if you are so concerned why are you not with Mist now?"

"Faux.. I think they are right. You're being a bit harsh." Well, the Quilava knew it was more then a bit but she was still worried about the oncoming rage storm. "you look hurt as well, let them rest please for a little time for pity's sake. if it will put you more set mind I'll patrol around for anymore of those things while we rest." "Please.. It hurts too much. And there it was.
The Fox Pokemon isnt even fazed as the puff of flame sizzles on her ear. "But then what? You are hurt, we all are, and received you're injury pretty early on. It needs to be tended to before it festers. Before you realize how much worse its gotten by fighting with it." There is a tone to the Fire Types voice that Cinder has difficulty listening to. It was.. concerned. This was nothing like the anger she had been expecting. "We need to move Mel somewhere we can properly protect and get her looked after, which means we need to batten down the hatches and reconstruct our shelter now while we are our weakest. Undead are attracted to the sound of battle, to that of the living and an easy meal. We must act fast if we are to survive." She paused onyl long enough to breathe.
"Dont forget also finding medical supplies as soon as possible to get everyone back up to speed when we cant even defend ourselves from a fight.. There might not even be anything close by, plus finding more food and watch cycles.. We don't have that luxury to wait..." Cinder watches as the Vulpix's expression changes from that of determination to that of exhaustion. She had thought the fox so strong but now she seemed so.. stressed..

The Volcano Pokemon took in a deep breath. "Faux, its plain for me to see at least that you care about us, but you are destroying yourself trying to be so strong. Yes, we are pretty banged up but we aren't down for the count." Turning her worried gold gaze to the others Cinder nodded. "We can split the duties and tend to the most important ones now, like stopping Mel's bleeding. We'll be okay as long as we have each other." She smiles softly at the Vulpix but is only returned a worn, and almost broken gaze at doesn't seem to be looking at her. "Aaden, you're on guard." She mutters dejectedly, all the fight suddenly drained from the stoic Pokemon. Moving so slowly the unevolved Pokemon limps away from the group. "Ill look for cobwebs, or bandages.."
Ears falling as she walked away Cinder found herself sighing. "Miyu, if you wanna go with her it might help. Etin, I think you should watch over Mel. I'll go check on Mist if you wanna show me where she is, Aaden." If she had to be the strong one now she would, the Quilava just didn't know if she could be.

[cut, posted out of turn lol. My bad.]

As Faux spat venomous words at everyone, Miyu felt herself growing more irritable. She, herself, felt as if she was going to snap - and that was a difficult feat to achieve. "A major battle just ended. There could be undead on the way and there are wounded to tend to. We don't have time to laze about like this." While Faux made sense, in what way were they lazing? It hadn't been but moments since the battle ended and they certainly deserved a moment to breathe before jumping back to work.

"We need to take care of her shoulder, at least stop the bleeding before we move her. She could go into shock if we move her now and she wont be moving again any time soon." Aaden objected. Miyu bolted to her furry paws, eyes wide with worry. "She can't go into shock!" Admittedly, she wasn't entirely sure what that meant for Mel, but it didn't sound good. "No, no we don't have that luxury. Our defenses are down, we need to re-secure the building if we are even going to continue staying here. There could be more undead hidden about and we are exposed.." Faux trailed away at the end.

"Etin is barely standing as well, and mist can't move on her own yet either" Aaden's words reminded Miyu, where had Mist gone? The Eevee hoped she was okay... Those same words seemed to somewhat offend Etincelle, "Don't count me out yet."
Faux sent a look to Aaden, but spoke to both males, "Etincelle, shut the hell up. Aaden, if you are so concerned why are you not with Mist now?"

"Faux!" Miyu growled. That was way out of line! The Normal-type's tail swished angrily, annoyance building up and her paws shaking lightly. "Faux.. I think they are right. You're being a bit harsh." Cinder made the understatement of the century.
Aaden gestured to the duo of Undead, "you look hurt as well, let them rest please for a little time for pity's sake. if it will put you more set mind I'll patrol around for anymore of those things while we rest."

"Please.. It hurts too much. Mel whimpered. Miyu felt her cut underneath her fur begin to ooze blood onto the floor, but she couldn't even compare that dull ache to the pain Mel must've been in.

Miyu listened to the first few of Faux's words, but eventually they just faded into a sound in the back of her mind. Basically, we need to find supplies and make sure the building is safe? Okay, simple enough...
"Faux, its plain for me to see at least that you care about us, but you are destroying yourself trying to be so strong. Yes, we are pretty banged up but we aren't down for the count." Cinder said, "We can split the duties and tend to the most important ones now, like stopping Mel's bleeding. We'll be okay as long as we have each other."

"Aaden, you're on guard." Faux began to limp away, "Ill look for cobwebs, or bandages.."

"Miyu, if you wanna go with her it might help. Etin, I think you should watch over Mel. I'll go check on Mist if you wanna show me where she is, Aaden." Cinder suggested, much to the Eevee's dismay. Miyu shot a glance from Cinder, to Faux, then back at Cinder. "Why me...?" she whined. She didn't want any part of scavenging for supplies with the angry Vulpix. Miyu gave a sigh and trailed off behind Faux, "Okay, I'm going..."

Miyu caught up, padding along beside Faux. After a moment, she finally spoke, "Uh... Cinder said I should help you. So... any idea where we should start looking?"

((OoC - Posting since it was my turn before I was skipped haha.))

"Etincelle, shut the hell up. Aaden, if you are so concerned why are you not with Mist now?" The blue Electrike was moments from launching himself at the Vulpix. Her attitude was really irritating him and her treatment to Mel was infuriating. "Faux!" "Faux.. I think they are right. You're being a bit harsh." "You say that to me again.." He growls with real danger in his eyes. Blunt claws curled against the cracked tiles but stopped as the fox went off on them. "We need to move Mel somewhere we can properly protect and get her looked after, which means we need to batten down the hatches and reconstruct our shelter now while we are our weakest. Undead are attracted to the sound of battle, to that of the living and an easy meal. We must act fast if we are to survive." Was that really what she thought, that this was the best course of action? If she 'cared' so much then why was she so adamant on hurting Mel and stressing her teammates with work when they were so fatigued?

The defeat in her voice, however, forced his mind to relax though his body was still tense. Maybe they were being too hard on her.. "Faux, its plain for me to see at least that you care about us, but you are destroying yourself trying to be so strong. Yes, we are pretty banged up but we aren't down for the count." "You need to.. clam down." The tension in his muscles was high, sparks crackling in his shiny blue fur. His own words echoed in his mind and the Electrike knew he had to take his own advice. We are in no condition for a fight.. especially amongst ourselves.. Yet as the Vulpix turned and left them he couldn't help but feel an unwelcome sense of satisfaction. "Aaden, you're on guard. Ill look for cobwebs, or bandages.." Cinder continued to speak though she was definitely much gentler then Faux in her orders. "Miyu, if you wanna go with her it might help. Etin, I think you should watch over Mel. I'll go check on Mist if you wanna show me where she is, Aaden."

A short blue tail wagged hard for the first time in a while. "I wont take my eyes off her." He swore, standing a bit taller. "Why me...?" Poor Miyu.. why did Cinder stick her of all of them with Fuax? "Be careful." He warns gently as the Pokemon set out to their tasks. Putting his pained body to use the Lightning Pokemon sweeps, pushes, and kicks away debris that crowded the Ninetales. She might be laying next to the wall but having her breathing room cluttered couldn't be helping. It hurts to keep moving, some of the larger chucks causing fresh blood to pour from him, but Etin ignores it. "There we are Mel," He coos gently through gritted teeth, shouldering a cement chunk half his size to the side, "That should be better." He had only moved a few things but there was a clear semicircle of space in front of her now. "Thank you Etin.." the Ninetales groans weakly, causing both his heart to ache and tail to wag once more.  

Mel's blind eyes could barely see a difference but the circulation of air did feel different. I just want to rest.. Could she let herself black out again? She trusted with her entire being that Etincelle would protect her but would it be a wise choice? "Please.. don't push yourself." All her senses were clogged and numb but something still sang out to them despite the coating of water. Blood. It was terrifying. She could taste, smell, and somewhat see the stuff. It dribbled from her mouth and Melanie question if it was pouring from her nose. What did she look like to him, how hard was he fighting to stay calm if it was.. that bad. "Im on guard." He whispers with a bit of pride, "I'll do whatever it takes." whatever it takes.. was he trying not to cry? Parting her jaws to speak again the Ninetales is struck with a heavy bout of coughing, blood and water coming up as she hacked. "Mel, shh shh relax.. Im here, its okay.." She coughed harder and flopped her head back down against the hard, wet ground. No its not.

The priestess drifted slowly over the ocean, towards the shore. She had wandered following her battle the week before, allowing her wound time to heal. She grimaced, pressing piece of ice (taken from the legend north of the city, dead) to her side as the still healing scab gave a nasty throb. She cocked her head to the side for a moment, only a moment as the famous Battle Tower of Johto came into view. She slowly, patiently made her way there, to the landmark in which she had spent so much of her time at when she still had a trainer.

She drew closer, eyes gazing up at the tower. The feeling of nostalgia grew ever stronger as she remembered the many pitched and heated battles she had fought here, remembered the wounds she had suffered here, the victories she'd won here, all to appease her trainer. I grew strong here. I learned how to defend myself, how to hold my own...  She entered the door, which were stained and broken, and her reminiscing ended as abruptly as it began as the interior came into view.

Blood. The scent of it filled the air, strong and fresh. Signs of recent battle showed in this room, the lobby. She scanned her vision across as her eyes adjusted to the dimmer lights. The walls were crumbling, falling in on themselves and scattering debris across the scorched floor. A pair of undead were lying motionless in the corner, their bodies broken and shattered. But more pressing was the group of survivors, huddled around a heavily bleeding Ninetails in the corner. She looks to be... dying, rather rapidly at that... she's not long if something isn't done...

Tenra stopped, frozen for a moment. She remained silent as she approached, drifting over to the group, holding out the cryogenic shard to them. As eyes turned to her, she stated quietly, "The lord gave me this gift, perhaps it can help ease her suffering...? I know it's not much, but cooling a wound often helps... though for one such as this, I question how much it can help... I would also advise against touching this to flesh directly; it may do more harm than good...

She had traveled on her own for so log by then, the feline felt her paws ache. Running across the grass and stone of a new city, her lithe body bent and stretched as her legs touched down to the ground before flying through the air, only to propel her with another long stride. Still though, she was sore but alive. The Espeon purred weakly to herself as her sprinting slowed to a trot. She had to be cautious in abandoned human settlements; undead loved to thrive in the horrible atmospheres of countless past death. She scented nothing nearby, but ash was on her tongue and the stale stench of death. Passing through the old city, she saw what almost looked like a cabin, long since burned down. In the pale morning sun the ashes were bleached silver, the small flakes riding the cold ocean breeze to coat the streets of the city.

"...it truly is beautiful," Hera murmured softly to herself. Watching the sun high in the sky, she judged it was neigh noon, but even though she should have been doing her duty, the memories of the city from behind were strong. Olivine. Jasmine. The cafe... That is what had burned down, the old cafe where sailors lounged after long months out at see. Turning her head, she glanced at the other large building in the city: the Gym. She had fought valiantly back then, working with her beloved Kimmy to gain the next badge. Soft sadness tugged at her, but Hera smiled, her eyes crinkling in the memories. She didn't regret a thing.

Only spending another few minutes watching the crashing waves, Hera turned and continued along the beach. Her intact ear twitched and flicked, keeping her senses open for any sound of survivors. She had been blessed with rare bandages from the last town, and even a hyper potion and a full restore. She knew that there had to be a reason, they would be needed somewhere along her travels for some unfortunate souls. Trotting near the Battle Frontier, her tail twitched. She had never bee in there herself for anything but a festival once, the place was unfamiliar, but someone could have sought shelter inside. Moving through the entrance with caution, she was assaulted with the scent of blood and fire on the other side. There did not seem to be a active flame, but the blood was fresh, still flowing more than likely, and clean.

Breaking into a sprint again, she glanced back at the temporary shoulder bad she grabbed to carry the medicine. Almost immediately she spotted a Vulpix and Eevee near one of the buildings ad swerved to intercept them. Her breathing hard from running and her eyes urgent, she made quick with introductions. "I am a travelling nurse with extra paws to help," Hera explained in a rush, looking from the dejected Eevee to the standoffish Vulpix. She swallowed. "I have human medicine on me, some spare bandages, a hyper potion, and a full restore. It's not much, but if you know where someone is hurt I can help."

"I wont take my eyes off her." Cinder knew he wouldn't, and knew if she had even thought of separating the pair then there would of been more trouble. Just keep them busy and calm.. Her own body cried for rest but also felt like it could continue on a while longer. Was that evolution or just her fighting spirit like usual? Taking an inward sigh the Quilava decides to let the thought pass. A whine pierces her ears, "Why me...?" She smiles gently, "Because I know you can help her. She needs someone." The Vulpix may be too proud to admit her own suffering and be okay with pushing herself but to have her go off alone sent shivers down the Fire Types long spine. Sure, Miyu could do the task just fine, but the weasel hoped that the sweet Eevee could also help ease Faux's stress.. "Okay, I'm going..." "Thank you." She calls after her, praying the Eevee could pick up the gratitude in her voice. Legends help them.

Following Aaden the Volcano Pokemon gave a quick glance over her shoulder to see Etincelle set to work on his own project by Mel. So Faux's plans were happening anyway- they were all working instead of resting. Is it my fault? She hadn't drilled them like the Vulpix but the starter can't help but feel guilty. "So Mist is this way?" She asks the Blaziken in an attempt to clear her mind. "Yeah she's at the end of the hall here, I don't know where Ven went, I am sorry." "He's resilient. He's probably resting somewhere safe." Was he though? he had cried out during the battle, maybe something blasted him away..
Turning the corner and padding down the hall Cinder can not see Mist at first. She must be pretty far down. Yet as they walk further and further dread fills her long-bodied form. There is only blood stains and rubble in the hall, no cobra or bat. "...Are you sure you left her here?" Her throat itches dryly. Mist hadn't been able to get up on her own and, if she had recovered enough, didn't have many options on where to go. Something must of happened to her. "She couldn't of gone far, we have to find her!" The halls darken past their position and the Quilava flares up her flames for light.  Come on Mist.. dont do this.

If they won't listen to me then fine, Ill just do it all myself. Like always. Faux grumbled and growled at her own thoughts, trying to keep her limp under control as she marched outside the Battle Castle. Suddenly there is a sound, "Uh... Cinder said I should help you." Taken by surprise the Vulpix flips around and takes a battle stance. "So... any idea where we should start looking?" Several long seconds pass before she registrars the Eevee, friend, nonthreatening, safe. "Oh.. Miyu.. its you." Shes says in a cross between a sigh and a pant. Cinder sent you? I dont needhelp, I can do it just fine by myself. But she could not send the Eevee away. Turning back the way she had been heading the Vulpix decided it'd be easier not to fight it. "Well, I passed some overturned carts on the way in here. They might have supplies still. If not, there are plenty of plants and rumble by them that will have cobwebs." Steeling her muscles the fox fights her aching limbs even more, walking with obvious pain though her steps were almost even.

Once we tend to Mel.. the other things can wait. Exhaustion tugs at her mind. She was tired and injured, it was almost normal, but now she had other Pokemon that needed tending to as well. She was the oldest among them.. she had to be the strongest.. As the center area of the Battle Frontier came into view the Vulpix could feel her tension rising. It was much too exposed for her liking. "Alright this should be-" Paw steps. Pokemon approaching. Danger. "Miyu, get down." Not one to be fooled twice the Fox Pokemon rushes to cover her vulpine companion, her many tails flaring wide and blood covered fur puffing up to increase her size. The Pokemon was coming closer. Fight or flight? Dammit all, this is exactly what I warned them about. She had to make a choice, fast. Bundling what energy she had left Faux focused herself, pale eyes taking on an eerie blue glow. Protect your charges..

However, before the Pokemon was even in range it spoke, "I am a travelling nurse with extra paws to help," ...What? It was panting, tired, fast spoken, something else on its mind? The Vulpix narrowed her shimmering eyes. "You don't look like any nurse I've seen." The Espeon was ragged looking with her scared and broken pelt. How was she not infected by wounds like those? "I have human medicine on me, some spare bandages, a hyper potion, and a full restore. It's not much, but if you know where someone is hurt I can help." "Bull shit!" She growls fiercely, lips drawn back and deep snarl humming from her throat. "Why in the hell would I believe you, a Pokemon from no where that looks half dead- erg" She had taken a step forward in her rage and not expected the pain that shot up her shoulder. Showing weakness in front of the enemy, you are trying to get yourself and Miyu killed?! She pants, unable to take her mind off the pain in her legs. "Why should I trust you.." She would fight her way out of this, she would keep Miyu alive. Even if it killed her.

Okay then... Miyu blinked her blank stare towards the battle-ready Vulpix, slightly confused but in no way ready to defend herself. Luckily, she didn't need to as Faux recognized her, "Oh.. Miyu.. its you." Miyu smiled sheepishly, stepping forward one paw, "Yeah... Sorry I startled you. Anyways." The duo walked on, Miyu seemingly much better off than Faux in terms of injuries. The Eevee had scraped through the fight with minor stuff, but Faux seemed to be in a lot of pain. And yet, she's still so strong. Even though she was somewhat cranky, Miyu found herself kind of looking up to the Vulpix.

"Well, I passed some overturned carts on the way in here. They might have supplies still. If not, there are plenty of plants and rumble by them that will have cobwebs." back on topic, Faux said. Miyu tilted her head curiously, I wonder why we need cobwebs? She didn't want to seem like an idiot by asking, so she would just wait and see.
The morning sun shone into the Battle Frontier, the Eevee longing to go stretch her small body out and lay in the warm rays. But they were on a mission, so that could wait. Maybe when everyone feels better, we can all go sunbathe. Miyu would have to remember to suggest it later.

"Alright this should be-" Faux abruptly silenced herself. Miyu paused her steps and looked back at the Vulpix, "What is it, Faux?" The Normal-type perked her ears up and listened. The rhythmical sound of paw steps caught her hearing, and they were coming towards them. "Miyu, get down." Faux ordered and Miyu immediately pressed her chest to the ground and lowered her ears. What was coming? If Faux and Miyu got attacked, how would they be able to win? Faux was hurt, and Miyu was weak. So weak...

But Faux was ready to handle whatever was coming as her eyes took on a blue glow. Miyu followed in suit, preparing an icy Hidden Power. The move's cold light swirled around the Eevee, but the stranger spoke before Miyu needed to use it. "I am a travelling nurse with extra paws to help,"
The Hidden Power faded into nothing as Miyu looked at the fellow Eeveelution. She held a bag over her shoulder which Miyu guessed wasn't for carrying victim's heads, but maybe she was too trusting. Faux sure as heck wasn't, "You don't look like any nurse I've seen."

"I have human medicine on me, some spare bandages, a hyper potion, and a full restore. It's not much, but if you know where someone is hurt I can help." the scarred Espeon said. Was this a God-send or a trap? Miyu didn't think the Espeon to be bad from her point of view, but if she did happen to be a threat, she could hurt someone! Better leave this to Faux...
"Bull shit!" the Vulpix snarled, "Why in the hell would I believe you, a Pokemon from no where that looks half dead- erg"

"Faux, you okay?" Miyu flicked her ears as she asked and turned her sight to the Psychic-type. "Why should I trust you.." Faux continued. In the event that this Pokémon was the nurse she said she was, she might not've wanted to help had this continued. Miyu cleared her throat and spoke up, "Sorry, miss, um, Espeon. It's kinda hard to just trust someone these days, right? But your help would be most appreciated. What do you think, Faux?" Miyu rose a paw to cover her mouth as she whispered to Faux, "She could really help, but we need to figure out how to trust her..."

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Inside The Battle Castle| Late Morning|(24)



 "He's resilient. He's probably resting somewhere safe." Aaden tried to smile at the thought that Ven was okay as the only thing he could remember of seeing Ven was his dive bombing at the undead screaming something. He tried to think on what Ven had screamed and couldn't as his mind clouded over from the event and something else. Leading cinder to where Mist should have been and didn't see her large long purple body resting where he left her. he was sure she would be safe and hidden where she had left him telling her that he would be right back after helping the others he promised her that he wouldn't leave her. 

Looking around some more maybe he got himself lost and took a wrong turn or something maybe this wasn't the right hall way. aaden's mind starting to stir in panic. "...Are you sure you left her here?" Aaden nearly jumped at cinders voice as he was thinking to hard on something else or trying to "I told her that I wouldn't leave her " he mutters to himself then as he looked away from cinder at the spot where he had left mist and nothing but rubble and blood "I told her I wouldn't leave her" he said again the pain in his arms coming back.  "She couldn't of gone far, we have to find her!" then the hallway lights up more from cinders back flame as aaden tried to do the same lighting up his wrists only to hiss in pain as the flame sputter and die out quickly. "Agh it hurts" aaden said holding the black ribbon covered wound the heat of his own body agitating the wound. 

"No, I promised Mist I wouldn't leave her, and I did. I let everyone down everyone's hurt because of my stupid plan, I told them to leave the tower to leave me" he said then relaxing as the pain dies out looking at cinder again in her new form she didn't seem to badly hurt then. standing up strait again he flared his better wrist once more holding the flame as her raised it over his head and looked around, pain faint on his face. "Maybe she moved deeper into the tower away from the doors, or went outside when it got brighter" sounding hopefull "come on I'd rather not leave the others to long".

A gently tongue ran against her cheek, the feeling welcomed as the Ninetales struggled for consciousness. Etincelle was being so tender.. so sweet.. Melanie could not fight back the tears that welled from her sightless red eyes and rolled into the path of the tongue. Was he trying to make her last moments peaceful? What a sickeningly sweet thought. The Fox Pokemons chest heaved with each breath: she could feel her own life slipping away as blood lolled from her shoulder, her back, her face.. was any part of her not bleeding still? She shifted her tired head in an attempt to look at herself. ...These eyes are useless now. Everything was just a blur of cream and red with no shape or distinction.

"Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable, Mel?" The Electrike fought the urge to using a more endearing term. It.. wasn't the time. There was a few moments of silence, well, silence plus the wheeze of the Ninetales breaths, before she weakly replied, "Can you.. tuck my paws under my head.." Heart breaking at the weak sound to her voice Etincelle forces a smile to keep himself from tearing up. "Of course." With all the care in the world the little Electric Type moved shifts the Fox's paws with and lifted her head with his. A few awkward and somewhat tough movements threatened to down his tired form but he fights to stay standing and manages to gently lays Mel's head on her paws. "There you go.." It almost looked like she was just sleeping now, like she wasn't hurt at all aside from the blood staining her fur. "That feels.. better.. thanks." She mutters mostly to herself.

Suddenly an icy feeling passes through Etincelles shiny blue pelt. He goes rigid, muscles tense and ready to dash despite the exhaustion plaguing his small body. He was being watched. Swallowly dryly the Lightning Pokemon flips on the spot and finds himself facing a Pokemon he had never seen before. It was coming closer, holding something in front of itself. Frozen in place the Electrike's mind rapidly buzzes with more questions then he can physically handle. What is it, where did it come from? What is it holding? Red eyes.. is it infected or is that natural? How did I not hear it, what kind of guard am I? What does it want with us.. I'll, I'll protect Mel, but can I.. What will..

They stop at once when the Pokemon speaks. "The lord gave me this gift, perhaps it can help ease her suffering...? I know it's not much, but cooling a wound often helps... though for one such as this, I question how much it can help... I would also advise against touching this to flesh directly; it may do more harm than good..." Etincelle blinks his pink eyes in an attempt to process what the Pokemon had just said. She was speaking, which was always a good sign, and wanted to help. Thank the legends. Yet, he hesitated, a pained look to his face as his mind flew. Can I trust you..? Mel was.. what if something went wrong with this foreign Pokemon? I would never forgive myself. Then again, what choice did he have? If she didn't get help then she might..
Etincelle looks away from the Froslass and shakes his head to clear it of any doubts. Turning back toward the dual type he does not hide the desperation in his expression or voice, "Please help her.." He begs, tears falling freely now, "I can lose her..."
"Whats.. going on.. Etin?" She whispers, having not heard the Pokemon conversing but sensing the Electrikes distress. His face presses against hers and she swears there is moisture to it. "Please.."

The Frosslass watched the oddly colo- Shiny, her mind prompted her, remember the term her Trainer had used. The shiny Electrike blink his eyes in shock, trying to process her words. She had seen the flash of distrust in his eyes, but then... they flickered to the Ninetails next to him, a look of pain flashing through them as tears welled up. "Please help her... I... I can't lose her" Tenra was always in motion as the injured one spoke, "Whats.. going on.. Etin?" She knelt next to the Fire Type's head as "Etin" pressed his face against the woman's. "Please.." The Priestess spoke up then, talking directly to the Ninetails as she went into motion. "What's going on is that I'm here to help you... She held up the shard of ice, guaging it's temperature... It's hundreds of degrees below freezing.. it would give her frostbite in seconds... She set it to the side, placing it gently on the ground next to her knee [color=#009999]"My name is Tenra. I used to be a competetive team... I've taken on the Elite four of Kanto, and I may be able to help with your wounds"[color] She turned, speaking to the Electric type again. "The ice is too cold... it would damage her... My breathe is... 80 below... It can seal her wounds without damaging the flesh... it will help her injuries to clot."

The long dead ice type leaned in, inhaling, and put her face inches from the fire-type's. "This is going to sting... and it's going to be very, very cold. Etin, I believe your name was? Take her paw to ease the discomfort." She drew her breath in, and exhaled slowly, letting the frozen mist from her lungs flow over the wounds of the other pokemon's. The seeping blood slowed, becomeing a thick gel as it began to freeze. "Let me know if this hurts... I can always slow down..."

[A note that Tenra is still in the infectious stage of the infection, so feel free to play with that if you want, given that I'm breathing directly into Mel's wounds]

Having been wandering for a while, Hera was no stranger to hostility. Sometimes survivors just didn't have the sanity or clear of eye to see aid when it showed itself. The Vulpix was immediately spitting at the Espeon, cursing furiously. "Bull shit! Why in the hell would I believe you, a Pokemon fromno where that looks half dead- erg!" Hera did not flinch in the face of the anger in the vulpine's blazing gaze, instead her own eyes just growing sad. However when the Vulpix suddenly cut off, her amber eyes sharpened. She's injured too. It could be inside.. though more serious than it looks. The Eevee called her Faux, though, asking briefly if she was alright, to which Hera did not bother responding for her. Obviously not, since she had flinched so badly. "..Don't strain yourself," she murmured.

Ignoring her companion, the Vulpix, Faux, continued after a moment's silence. "Why should I trust you.." Hera instead did not speak, bowing her head so that the makeshift pack she carried slid off of her shoulder ad onto the ground.
"Sorry, miss, um, Espeon. It's kinda hard to just trust someone these days, right? But your help would be most appreciated." Hera blinked, tilting her head slightly in the direction of the Eevee. So the Vulpix was not the only one in charge then. But she did not speak until the Eevee had finished. Clearing her throat, Hera used her paw to move the cloth and show the items inside. In a tired voice she continued, "I do not wish to leave those who are in need on their own. I was not lying and I know how to use these items. I am willing to help, but I will leave if you thin that is merely a better option."

Hera's gaze hardened, growing cold but not hostile as she looked the Vulpix straight in the eye. "I am not a fool, you yourself are in pain. I can help you, but I will not offer again. I can only imagine you have allies in worse condition if you are out here scouting when in such a state."

"Faux, you okay?" "Im fine." Faux grunts coldly. To admit pain to Miyu was one thing, to do it in front of a threat was another completely. "..Don't strain yourself," The Confuse Ray all but faded from her eyes, a loud hiss rumbling from the back of the Vulpix's throat as all focus was lost. This bitch. Was she even trying to seem trustworthy? "Sorry, miss, um, Espeon. It's kinda hard to just trust someone these days, right? But your help would be most appreciated. What do you think, Faux?" Her gaze flies toward the Eevee, wide with something similar to betrayal. "I think she's a con-artist trying to get an easy meal or purge our supplies." Six tails twitched uncomfortably, the fur fluffed up to full length. Between the pain in her limbs and the heated rage building inside her the fox was finding it difficult to merely stay upright let alone think.

"She could really help, but we need to figure out how to trust her..." I dont trust anyone. There was something about Psychic Types she never liked and this one was no acceptation. "I'd rather not." Fire gurgled deep in her belly to the point it itched at her dry throat, but as the Espeon shifted her pouch it halted as though holding its breath. She wasn't lying- the medical items she spoke of were right there, ones that stirred mixed feelings in the Vulpix. "I do not wish to leave those who are in need on their own. I was not lying and I know how to use these items. I am willing to help, but I will leave if you think that is merely a better option."

If she is lying and I bring her to Mel.. she could wipe us out right there. Ears flicking, she doubted her own judgement. But if I don't and she really is a gift of the legends.. Mel's death would be on her paws. Aaden would be in pain, she was in agony. Etincelle would flip. "I am not a fool, you yourself are in pain. I can help you, but I will not offer again. I can only imagine you have allies in worse condition if you are out here scouting when in such a state." Faux narrowed her eyes. "Have me all figured out now, do you?" Muscles tense with unease, she hesitates, "Well no point in hiding." She sighs the words in pain and frustration. No, she did not trust this Pokemon or understand her motives, but if the Espeon could help them then who was she to turn her away.
"We could use your help." Specifically avoiding the word 'need' Faux turned back toward the Battle Castle, making very sure her gaze was still locked on the Sun Pokemon and ears peaked for disturbances. "She's over this way." With great effort the Vulpix moved herself forward. The pain was worse now that she had been still, that she had been tense. Her focus was fading in a world of hurt but she listened for any suspicious sounds from there knew.. acquaintance. "We never caught your name." She states simply, without emotion, and waits before saying, "The names Faux."


Don't panic. Yeah, like she could just do that. The Quilava fights to stay calm as she bounds down the hall, the space darkening around her. Where could Mist have gone? "Agh it hurts." Aaden. He's hurt, he's in pain, she's making it worse. The panic is rising in her long-bodied form as Cinder skids to a halt. "Don't make it worse Aaden, I should be enough light for some dumb halls." The Blaziken is clearly upset, his concerns no longer ignorable, "No, I promised Mist I wouldn't leave her, and I did. I let everyone down everyone's hurt because of my stupid plan, I told them to leave the tower to leave me." Propping herself up on her hindpaws Cinder shook her head, gold eyes gentle. "No, we would of been hurt anyway. More so if you hadn't helped take those brutes out. Without you someone might of died." They had been real lucky to escape without casualties, even more so not to of been ambushed during the night.

"Maybe she moved deeper into the tower, away from the doors, or went outside when it got brighter." Nodding in agreement the Quilava looks to the end of the hall. "Come on I'd rather not leave the others to long." "Right. If she did go outside Faux and Miyu might bump into her." If she had gotten out there was no way the injured serpent could of gone far. "That still makes our best bet checking these halls." Dropping back to all fours the Fire Type sniffs vigorously as she walks. She may not be the best tracker but she still knew a thing or two about scents.
Which concerned her deeply- Mist's scent wasn't here. It had been in the spot Aaden left her, along with some blood stains, but for what she could tell it didn't go anywhere from there. She couldn't of just up and dissappeared.. could she? Reaching a dead end full of collapsed walls and debris the Quilava is forced to turn around. "...She didn't even come this way." Was there something she was missing? Contemplating getting Etincelle to scent for her Cinder heads back to the last intersection. The snakes scent is not here either.

It hit her like a brick wall. Stopping mid step down another hall the Volcano Pokemon stares blankly forward. "..We're not going to find her." There was no trail and any blood she saw was old and dark. And Ven. The pair was so close.. If Mist was missing we probably either went after her or vanished with her. Despite denying it in her head over and over the Quilava's feeling of dread confirms it. "She doesn't want to be found." There were no screams, no signs of other undead. Nothing added up. "There is no trail, nothing!" Wracking her brain Cinder's paws cover her eyes in thought. "Both of them, Ven too.." Why.. had the group done something wrong? She was so brave against the Steelix.. Emotions twist in her body, the panic gone but almost preferred against the sadness, guilt, confusion, worry, and shame. Cinder's flame shimmer down to a low burn. There was no point in searching anymore. "Lets head back." She sighs, no authority to her voice. Paws steps slow the Quilava doesn't know what she will tell the others.