(ACE) The OLIVINE Team

All at once, Mesprit found herself hit with a barrage of emotions that flooded in from all sides. "Oh gods.. Mist.." Sadness. "Hi, dunno you yet not a good time." Confusion. "Sorry. Give us just a sec, please." Guilt and wonder. "I didnt know you were here.. I didnt that you.. Oh gods your hurt bad," The pixie shut her golden eyes, taking a deep breath to calm herself. She knew what sort of a situation she was getting herself into before she came obviously, but that didn't make it easy for the Emotion Legend.

"Fuck I'm sorry! I failed, you so bad.. if I had known I would of.. oh fuck I'm so sorry.." Mesprit opened her eyes to look over at the Quilava. "Do not blame yourself dear one. I may not know what exactly happened here, but to blame yourself for it is not a wise decision." She said quietly, looking around. She had not seen the fellow legend that brought her here, but she knew how evasive her brothers could be.

"Everything..." Her attention turned to the cream-patched eevee. "... is gonna be okay now." Even though the words were sincere, Mesprit could sense the false security behind it."I'm sorry, I swear I didnt.. I didnt think that.." Turning her gaze away from the scene, she looked over at the vulpix with a intrigued look to her golden eyes."There isn't much left, but it should help at least a little." She looked at the bottle that the Vulpix was handing to the bat, studying it. A Hyper Potion... I wonder where they got that from...

"Would you prefer I ate them without permission?" With an irritated eye twitch, Mesprit gave Hayato a dangerous glare. Before she said anything however, another voice rang out, singing the crow's name. "HaaaYAAAAAtoooo~!!!" At the sound of his name, the Honchkrow took to the air, flying over to a Gardevoir and landing on it's shoulders. They two shared a quick kiss before the psychic looked around. "Now what is it you wanted to show...?" They trailed off as the Gardevoir's gaze fell on the Emotion pixie. Mesprit rose to their height, returning their giddy look with a look of her own that regarded them with interest.

"Charmander's flaming ass!" She couldn't help it. Mesprit snickered quietly at the curse, Her hands going to her mouth to stop herself from laughing. "Hi!" Their voice was high pitched and she saw them visibly wince at the tone before they stuck out a hand in greeting. "My name is Kaze~! Nice to meet you~" After a moment's hesitation, Mesprit returned the gesture, making sure to keep her emotion powers on lockdown as she touched the psychic. "It is nice to meet you too, Kaze. I'm sure from your reaction you know me, but I'll introduce myself anyway, just in case." She said with a wink. "Greetings Kaze, I am Mesprit. It is wonderful to meet you." She said with a smile, releasing the hand and looking over to the snake, who now seemed to be in a better state.

"New friends, I see." Mesprit was glad to see that Mist was up and looking around. The Hyper Potion must of done well to heal her. "Mesprit where did ye come from by chance?" The Emotion Legend looked over at the fire hound, contemplating the question. "My two brothers - Azelf and Uxie - and I all come from the same region, Sinnoh. I resided in Lake Verity before... Certain incidents happened, but now I'm going around and helping out whoever I can." She said, giving the hound a smile. "Me name's Rosko mateys, nice to meet ye all." She gave a small bow in mid-air. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Rosko."

((OoC - Skip~! Miyu looks at Mesprit in awe and fidgets with her paws nervously.))

"Now...onwards to adventure~!" One of the Ninetales tall ears twitches and rotates. Kaze.. behind, approaching quickly. She already knew that though, it was her sight that was a problem not her hearing. Without thinking her head tilts back slightly, red eyes opening and looking back half expectant to see the blurry white form. All they see is darkness with a green tint. Right.. Mel's heart aches but its not entirely unpleasant. There was a thing there, there was something blocking her eyes so she wouldnt see the blurs. Just gotta.. get used to it.. Hopefully that happened sooner then later. "You alright, Mel?" Etin asked, padding closer to her as Melanie realizes she had stopped walking. "Y-yeah Im alright." Forcing her paws back into motion the Ninetales lets her eyes slide shut once more. This was a hearing game.. no more visual distractions.

"You just get used to things for now...I'll see you there!" Etin's short tail wags as he watches Kaze round the next bend and vanish before them. The fresh scents were plenty enough to lead them, the faint voices up ahead an uplifting reassurance. Glancing back Mel was picking up speed again, each step deliberate and head shifting slightly with each ear tilt. The Electrikes own head cocks to side. This was what she was doing before, relying on her other senses, so why did it seem like she had to focus so much more? But as her paced moved into a jog his worry started to fade. She will be okay, dont baby her! He nods though no one can see. "We're coming," The words are a whisper on his breath. The Ninetales barks but there are no words.

The sound shifts, Etincelle's steps come from another direction. Melanie starts to round the corner after them without even realizing its there. "Careful, there is a corner." Right, walls. A new sound comes to ear and completely distracts her from her surroundings. Thats.. Thats Mist's voice! It was true, Ven.. he was with Mist they were together and alive! Breaking into a run Mel completely passes up her friend, listening to the following words and letting them guide her. "-helping out whoever I can." "Me name's Rosko mateys, nice to meet ye all." "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Rosko." Another Pokemon.. at least two that she didnt know by voice.. Turning one last time the Ninetales stops, aware of the Pokemon in this room. Not only can she feel that she is no longer alone but the voices are clearly next to her, the scent of ashy smoke from the Quilava's flames a dead give away. "Mist... Ven.." She pants, suddenly breathless, head shifting all about as she has no idea where exactly they are.
Etin creeps up behind her just a moment later. "Thank heavens your both alright." He gasps, relief filling his voice.

"New friends I see.""
Hayato turns to the Arbok as it uncoils from its slump on the ground. Its purple skin is marred with scars and wounds but it's strength has been returned for now.
"Well for the moment it looks like I'm going to have to have to postpone dinner." He chuckles and extends a wing. "I'm Hayato, in case you missed it earlier. The air-head is Kaze."
The Honchkrow sweeps his blood red eyes over the assembled crowd.
"Quite a shower we've got here. At this rate the undead might kill themselves with laughing."
Kaze reaches up and flicks the bird's beak for being rude. Hayato covers his beak with a wing.
My point stands, you're too beat up to put up a proper fight against anything other than a one-legged squirtle and this place is dangerous. I suggest you leave this to us. I'm not trying to be arrogant" He glares at the Gardevoir. "But it would be a waste to lose everyone in a fight. What would I eat then?"
He laughs longer than is comfortable with his wings flared.
"At least this little scorched wing of mine shows you're not completely useless in a fight, you should go somewhere else if you're not prepared to fight."

"It is nice to meet you too, Kaze. I'm sure from your reaction you know me, but I'll introduce myself anyway, just in case." The legendary said with a wink and Kaze smiles. "Greetings Kaze, I am Mesprit. It is wonderful to meet you."
Kaze bows elegantly, bending one arm across his chest.
"The pleasure is all mine." He says with a smile.
"Rosko...Mist...Ven."
He rolls the names over his tongue then smiles cutely.
"I've got a lot of new names to learn don't I?"
For a few moments he watches the reunion with a smile. The Arbok seems to have recovered though both it and the Golbat look badly battered. Between the blind Ninetales and the badly burnt Electrike it seemed the pokemon with injuries could nearly outnumber the healthy ones. Kaze smiled gently. How wonderful; he had lots of people to take care of! He claps his hands together sharply.
"How long are you planning on staying Mesprit? Or is this just a stop over on the way to somewhere else?"
He smiles cheerfully up at the legendary pokemon. Aaah Mesprit, one of the legendary Lake Spirits. He'd never seen one in real life before; they'd been mythic beings said to have bought the gifts of emotion, will and knowledge to other beings. He never thought he'd be lucky enough to actually meet one!

As Kaze returned the Legend's gesture, Mesprit couldn't help that feel at least someone was benefitting of her presence. There were so many that she wasn't able to help, and the Emotion Legend took delight in being able to help this group. "The pleasure is all mine." Mesprit returned the psychic's smile, almost tempted to return the bowing gesture. "Rosko...Mist...Ven." The Gardevoir let the names roll on their tongue, contemplating. "I've got a lot of new names to learn don't I?" Mesprit shrugged. "So it seems." She mused, looking at the two new arrivals. She took in the ninetail's marred face and her heart twinged in sadness. How long had they had that for? It looked somewhat new, but it was also somewhat old as it had healed a little.

"How long are you planning on staying Mesprit? Or is this just a stop over on the way to somewhere else?" The Legend started slightly at the question, scrambling for a decent thought process. "I'm not sure how long I will be staying honestly. I came here because I sensed one of my other legend brothers around here recently. Though I do plan on staying for a little while longer to help out." She said, looking over at the golbat who was looking at her, perplexed. "Miss Meschprit, if you do not mind me aschking...vhere are your two brothers?"

Mesprit blinked, her smile dropping as her gaze fell and her shoulders slumped. "To be honest Ven, I do not know. I haven't been able to find them since I left Sinnoh." She said, before looking up. "But I just know that they're still around. At least, I hope they are..." Mesprit's smile returned, and she floated around. "I'm sure I'll find my brothers soon." She said, before looking around. "I do have a question, has there been any other legends around here recently? I'm sure I sensed their presence." The legend asked, eager to switch the subject to something different.

The Quilava tried to regain herself but she just couldn't do so. Even as Faux came in with the remains of the potion and Ven set to work on it the mountain of guilt and shame crushed her very soul. Oh legends please, please don't take her. It wasn't her! Muzzle sinking into her paws so her eyes were covered both of Cinder's fuzzy ears twitch at the Arbok's words, "it's alright. I don't mind. I don't blame you, that was one hell of a battle." The battle.. she thought this was about the battle? How much of this is only in my head? It was probably the fact that she had no fucking blood left but Mist was being so calm, so collected despite it all. And here she was blithering and pouring her heart out for what might be something only she thought was wrong. "How do you feel?" Daring to peek her eyes through her toes the golden spheres are relieved to watch the snake relax, pain clearly easing from her body. "Better." Already Mist looks so much better, so not about to die at any moment. "Oh thank you.." She mutters the words as no more then a whisper under her breath, a massive gasp leaving her lungs.

"New friends, I see." Friends, what.. Taking in a deep, fresh breath to steady herself the Fire Type finally allows herself to acknowledge the other Pokemon in the room. Faux, Miyu, and two Pokemon she didn't recognize, one not even by species. "..Hey," She mumbles, unsure of how to respond to the Pokemon that had been watching her friend die while she was no where to be seen. If nothing else they seemed friendly, introducing themselves as the rest of the group trailed in. "Me name's Rosko mateys, nice to meet ye all." The Houndoom introduces himself politely. "Greetings Kaze, I am Mesprit. It is wonderful to meet you." "Name's Faux." The Vulpix replies curtly, ears perked and ever on guard. Several tails brushed against the Quilava's shoulder, coaxing her to her paws. "Im Cinder." The words felt stupid on her tongue but at least her name was out. Cinder could see in her fellow Fire Types eyes that she wanted to say something more but let the Pokemon continue.
"My two brothers - Azelf and Uxie - and I all come from the same region, Sinnoh. I resided in Lake Verity before... Certain incidents happened, but now I'm going around and helping out whoever I can." Azelf, Uxie, Lake Verity?? She didn't know any of these words yet they sounded vaguely familiar. A book maybe, a story? An island, Sinnohs another region.. why cant a remember what the other stuff is though.. She looked away from the other Pokemon, racking brain for memories that wouldn't come. Perhaps it wasn't important if she couldnt remember.

The Vulpix stood very still, eyes fixated on the floating pixie. "How long are you planning on staying Mesprit? Or is this just a stop over on the way to somewhere else?" She.. couldn't be, there was no way. "I'm not sure how long I will be staying honestly. I came here because I sensed one of my other legend brothers around here recently. Though I do plan on staying for a little while longer to help out." Faux's eyes went wide for a moment before narrowing. Are we really.. in the presence of a legend? Head tilting away slightly she gave one soft half-grunt half-chuckle, eyes closing with unwanted amusement. "And just like that we are standing beside a legend having a causal conversation." Sitting, she forced herself not to sigh. A legend, now? Why now, why not when we needed her? Why not when Mel was dying, or the Empoleon was rampaging? Why have a random Espeon show up then a legend, but not the other way around? The wow of being in the presence of a god completely passed her by but the fox remained polite, keeping any protests to herself.

"Miss Meschprit, if you do not mind me aschking...vhere are your two brothers?" Did the Legends have some sort of special communication? "To be honest Ven, I do not know. I haven't been able to find them since I left Sinnoh. But I just know that they're still around." Her teeth grind together. Guess not then. "At least, I hope they are..."  Hope? She is.. afraid. Of what, the infection, death? Could she expect any less? This disease had ravaged their land for how long now and only seemed to grow stronger? "Blast it all.." She spits under her breath. What was the point of having all powerful beings, deities, protectors, if they couldn't do anything when the world needed them?? ...Useless. The legends didn't know what each other was doing or have any way to reach one another? Thats means they could be dead for all we know. A numb feeling passes through her.

The Quilava sat for several moments saying nothing at all, eyes wide and mouth open. A.. another legend! What were the odds! Two days and Ive met two legends.. The memories came back to her in a rush with undesired emotions. Her pedestal, ultimate victory, glory and honor.. to fight a legend and win. The Lake Pixies.. they were first on our list to take down because they weren't very threatening.. That's why she recognized the name, why she only enjoyed Jirachi's company and had no quarrel with her. She was supposed to challenge the Legend floating so delicately before her as the first rung to glory. The Quilava's flames hiss with unease. All of that.. meant nothing to her now. What did she have to gain from fighting the legend anymore? What would that mean for the group as a whole, for injured Mist, awestruck Kaze? When did I start caring for others..? Even if she did challenge her, let alone win, the weight of the repercussions were too great. It would cost her, everyone, more then any challenge or honor from the fight could ever give her.

Staring at Mesprit she could still agree that the Psychic didn't look like it could do much of anything in a battle but the starter did not doubt her power. If anything, a sense of honor passed through her. She had the chance to meet not one but two legends in such a short period of time. Not many Pokemon had the privilege to meet even one, especially now during this.. pained state of affairs. "I do have a question, has there been any other legends around here recently? I'm sure I sensed their presence." Climbing onto her hind paws, something odd for her even as a Cyndaquil, the Quilava nodded vigorously to the floating sprite. "Yes! Jirachi was here just yesterday and she used some incredible moves I had never even seen before." The sight of the mighty meteor raining down on the Steelix.. the scene replies in her mind and sends a joyful shiver down her long spine. The tiny tap of paws on the floor isnt enough to break her from reminiscing but the shocked words that follow do, "There was another legend here?"

Uh...
So many conversations flying about.
Where the heck do I belong in all this? Miyu looked around, catching halves of each conversation. That pesky bird, Hayato, was making crude remarks about the group. What a jerk. She shot him a venomous glare from the side of her eyes. But despite the bird's sarcasm, or at least what Miyu hoped was sarcasm, he did in fact offer he and Kaze's help. W... what? Her chocolate eyes had slight wonder in them. Why?... Why would Hayato offer his help? Maybe he isn't so bad... Give him a chance, Miyu, even if he is... uh... strange.

"At least this little scorched wing of mine shows you're not completely useless in a fight, you should go somewhere else if you're not prepared to fight." Hayato said following a laugh. Not... not prepared to fight? Miyu stopped for a moment. What did that mean? Such a simple phrase, but still. "I..." she muttered to herself, "I'm prepared to.. to fight. But what difference does it make if I can't?" She shifted her weight to her hind legs and lifted a paw to her chest to feel the wound dealt to her by the Gallade earlier. She was so, so useless then. And when she was with Ethana. And Rebel too.

She stared at the blood left on her pink paw pads, stamping her foot down with a sigh. Her eyes were half lidded, sending a gaze around the group that confessed her sadness. She quickly changed expressions, smiling towards Cinder as the Quilava spoke of the Wishmaker they had seen yesterday to the pretty pixie. And someone else spoke too. "Now that we're all here mateys what do we do now." The Houndoom...? Was he the one who talked so funny? I think he said his name is Rosko?

The Houndoom was sniffing around curiously and Miyu timidly approached him. He was quite intimidating, and the Eevee's ears flattened against her head. "... Mister...?" Miyu whispered. Raising her voice enough to be heard, she looked at the Houndoom with a blink, "Mister Rosko? Are you a pirate?"

Excitement, worry, and relief fill Etincelle's breath, each coming out as a pant though not from exertion. "Thank Arzeus you're alright!" Ven says joyfully, crawling up to them. The bat looked no worse for wear from the last time he had seen him and the Electrike releases a large, happy sigh in his next gasp. "We were so worried about you both," The hound looks between both Ven and Mist, thankful that both were alive. "Ve're juscht glad ve got reunited, finally." Nodding, he moved a little further into the room, suddenly noticing both how cramped it was and the two unfamiliar Pokemon in the room. "Hello there," His voice remains soft though confident, "My name is Etincelle, and this is Melanie." Gesturing lightly to the Ninetales with his head Etin can see her head and ears tilting side to side, trying to pinpoint the different things in the room. One of her legs brushes against his side and he presses back, reassuring her of his presence beside her.

Sniffling, wet plops, ruffling feathers, tapping of crawls, rubbing scales.. So many sounds of different creatures in one room. The Ninetales felt on edge, feeling the presence of the walls so close around them and the living beings filing in. It was like they were going to be crushed. The labored, uneven flapping of wings- it was Ven, she could recognize that even with sight. Why are there so many Pokemon in here.. She already knew the answer though- they were checking on Mist, on Ven, making sure their missing friends were okay. Still...
"I'm sure I'll find my brothers soon." A voice she didnt know, female, above her..? There were other Pokemon in here that she didnt know? How many, where, were they friendly? They had to be, there clearly wasn't a battle going on in here. Several tails twitch uncomfortably. Mel's tall ears flicker for any unusual sounds. All the tiny ruffles mixed together, their individual sources difficult to pinpoint with all the pollution. The Electrike at her paw was being unnervingly quiet, furthering her unease. "I do have a question, has there been any other legends around here recently? I'm sure I sensed their presence." Legends, other legends? When did legends come into this?? Blinking her eyes open the fox is dismayed to find nothing but green-tinted darkness. Ven had been tended to by a legend.. had.. was Mist dead and having the same treatment? Oh heavens no. Her breath catches in her throat.

Etincelle's pink gaze goes wide with awe. "The legendary Mesprit.." A short tail wags to and fro. How exciting! "Yes! Jirachi was here just yesterday and she used some incredible moves I had never even seen before." Jirachi was here, he had missed them? Yesterday.. thats when Mel and I were resting and wounded. Truly he had to thank the legends for watching over and protecting them when they needed it most. "There was another legend here?" Faux snaps, though she seems dumbfounded instead of angry. "Well.. actually she wasn't the only one." He mumbles, thinking back as his gaze falls upon Ven.

"... Mister...?" Pointed ears flicker away from the important conversation to that of a tiny voice. Miyu? The Eevee had been a lot quieter then she had come to expect, only making one soft reply. Who is this mister anyway.. Was there another Pokemon in the room. A male that wasn't Ven, Etin, or Hayato? Is there yet another Pokemon I cant see..? "Mister Rosko? Are you a pirate?" Blind eyes blink painfully hard, speechless. "A... pirate?" She mumbles dumbly. There was a pirate in here with them?

"I'm prepared to.. to fight. But what difference does it make if I can't?"
The Honchkrow started to laugh, the harsh rasping sound crackling as it left his throat.
"That dear Eevee is the difference between you getting killed by an undead and me killing right you here and now before the meat spoils!"
His blood red eyes fixate on the small normal type and he spreads his wings ominously to cast her in shadow. He clacks his sharp beak violently.
"Have you never heard of the Battle Frontier? This was a challenge that would put some champions in fear. Facing the undead here is an exercise in folly for those who are not hardened warriors. You would be better off finding a safe hole to crawl into." Sharply snapping his beak closed once more he draws his tattered black feathers around him and lightly nips Kaze's feathery fins.
"You're just asking for trouble."

"I'm not sure how long I will be staying honestly. I came here because I sensed one of my other legend brothers around here recently. Though I do plan on staying for a little while longer to help out."
Well that seemed in character with the legends he heard about Mesprit. Ah this was such a rare event~!
"Any help would be appreciated. We've got a tough road ahead of us." He smiles and spins in place, causing Hayato to flare out his wings to balance himself.
"I do have a question, has there been any other legends around here recently? I'm sure I sensed their presence."
"Yes! Jirachi was here just yesterday and she used some incredible moves I had never even seen before." The Quilava says and Kaze's emerald eyes wide.
"Awwww Hayato I missed the wish maker!" He says to the dark-feathered bird.
After a half-second pause his feathery fins droop and he looks over to Mesprit.
"Not that you're not a perfectly good legendary." He says to reassure the emotion pokemon he doesn't think worse of them for not being Jirachi.
"There was another legend here?" The Vulpix says in shock and Kaze is too busy twirling to notice.
"You really know how to pick them you wonderful bird!" He cooes and lightly pecks Hayato's feathered cheek. "This is going to be such a fun adventure~"
Successful in dislodging the bird from his shoulders he presses the bundle of filthy feather to his chest.
"Hey Mesprit, do you have anything you need done while you're here, you know any tasks you want us to do for you. Like a Quest!"

It seemed that their little posse had grown considerably in a mere few moments. "Name's Faux." Faux. "I'm Cinder." Cinder. The pixie nodded slightly, putting a face to each name. "Hello there," Her golden eyes fall on the shiny electric type. Decending down to the blue Elektrike's level, Mesprit observed the shiny and how they protected the ninetails. "My name is Etincelle, and this is Melanie." Her eyes widened a little. Etincelle... And Melanie. Their names are so unique, so different. She thought quietly to herself, giving Etincelle a warm smile.

"And just like that we are standing beside a legend having a causal conversation." Mesprit quietly chuckled. "Legendary... It's just a title really. I'm no different to any of you. I'm just trying to find my family and survive." The legend's words grew quiet as she finished, closing her eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath. "The legendary Mesprit.." Etincelle's voice was almost awestruck. The emotion pixie sighed inwardly. Legendary. It was a title showing that she was a little more powerful than normal really. But it held some significance to others around her, and if it made them feel more secure, then in the end, that's all that mattered really.

"Yes! Jirachi was here just yesterday and she used some incredible moves I had never even seen before." Jirachi? The legend was not of her home region, but she knew of them. The Wishmaker. So I was right. There was another of my brothers and sisters here. She thought. Well, at least she wasn't wrong. "There was another legend here?" Now that she was sure another legend had been here, Mesprit was intent on staying to help out. "Well.. actually she wasn't the only one." The pixie blinked. There was another legend? What on Earth had happened here to draw so many legendaries to one place? "Ho-Oh was here, as well. Before Jirachi." Ho-Oh. Time seemed to slow for the emotion legend. Ho-Oh, the fire bird who's ashes could revive one who had passed on. What an honor it would of been to meet the bird. "For him. To save him." Mesprit was dragged from her thoughts when Mist motioned to Ven. Ven had been revived..?

"Ven was revived by Ho-Oh." She had to physically cover her mouth with her hands as her jaw all but dropped. "So my brother Ho-Oh came here to revive Ven..." Mesprit trailed off, her jaw set firm in a smile as he hands moved. "This is an odd group. To be visited by not one or two, but three legends. Surely you all must be something special."

"Any help would be appreciated. We've got a tough road ahead of us." The topic changed when Kaze spoke, and Mesprit was glad. Though she was excited to hear that she had indeed been right to come here, there were more pressing matters to be addressed. "Awwww Hayato I missed the wish maker!" The emotion legend chuckled at the Gardevoir's complaint, before they turned to her. "Not that you're not a perfectly good legendary." Mesprit could of sworn that had she not of been careful, she would of blushed.

"You really know how to pick them you wonderful bird!" It was an odd relationship, Hayato and Kaze, yet it worked brilliantly. "This is going to be such a fun adventure~" The Gardevoir hugged the dirty crow, much to the legend's amusement. "Hey Mesprit, do you have anything you need done while you're here, you know any tasks you want us to do for you. Like a Quest!" A... Quest? What on earth was he talking about? She shook her head. "I don't ask of you to do anything for me. As I said, I'm here you help you, not to stay on the sidelines and call shots."

A loud growling noise startled Mesprit into looking around to find the source. "Argh gargargargar. Sorry I just remembered me captain, anyways any of ye have any food around I feel a bit hungry." Mesprit's eyes closed slightly and her face deadpanned. Was this houndoom serious? "I'd be more than happy to help out ye mateys, all of ye seem like a nice bunch." Well, at least someone was in a decently happy mood - and it was infectious. Soon Mesprit's smile was back and she was feeling back to her usual happy self.

"Well.. actually she wasn't the only one." The Vulpix's muscles stiffen, ears tall and honed into each word that's spoken. Another legend? Not one but three had come by this location in the last few days?! Her mind feels swamped by the mere idea. Legends were supposed to be exceedingly rare, difficult to find, myths and legends that to ever see one would be an once in a lifetime experience. "What other legend graced this location." She says not as a question but a demand. "Ho-Oh was here, as well. Before Jirachi." Ho-oh.. Her angular face targets the serpent. Ho-oh, Jirachi, and Mesprit. Three legends from completely different regions coming to the same place within a couple of days.. What could it mean? Did legends actually have a form of hidden communication, or sensing abilities or.. "For him. To save him."

Faux's face hardens with shock. "To save him?" She repeats for reassurance. Her jaw parts slightly at the response. "Ven was revived by Ho-Oh." Revived? The word smashes against her like a brick wall. That implied that.. "Ven, he.. Ho-oh did.. you, died?" Her words are labored, hard, thoughts not willing to process as her stares hard at the bat on the floor. Ven, the little Zubat she had met up in the lighthouse.. the friend that fought bravely beside her against the birds.. a flier that was grounded had been given a second chance. "You've been touched by the Gods.." He had died, she doesnt even consider asking about it, and she was suddenly grateful that he was alive before her. But for what reason..?

The Quilava blinks, her trance on Mesprit finally broken with Mist's words. "I didn't know that about you Ven." Cinder gasps, a massive grin spreading across her face while her words are filled with kindness. "You must be one special bat to get such a gift." The flames on her rump crackle loudly, the closest she can get to wagging a nonexistent tail. So many legends.. were they here because they sensed her challenge? "This is an odd group. To be visited by not one or two, but three legends. Surely you all must be something special." The smile flicks back to the legend, "I'm nothing special, not anymore anyway." Anything special about her died a long time ago. To even think the legends had showed up for her was outlandish. "But maybe as a group we are? Or could it just be the Battle Frontier doing it.. like a massive energy field from all the powerful undead lurking around." What a thought.. After the Steelix, the Empoleon, Gallade.. the Charizard if it counted and the Ariados she saw upon arriving.. There really is a lot of strong Pokemon around here.

"Argh gargargargar. Sorry I just remembered me captain, anyways any of ye have any food around I feel a bit hungry." Food.. The Quilava's stomach knots in on itself. Hunger hits her instantly. For the first time today the Fire Type realizes how hungry she is.. the sun had long since risen and she hadn't eaten at all. Plus she hadn't had much of an appetite the night before. I need food. Smiling meekly at the Houndoom she rubs the back of her head to hide her awkwardness, "Err.. yeah I think he had some kills back in the forest outside. Its a bit of a walk though, and Im not sure if its still there.." Was it really her right to even mention that? "Its also Mist's catches, so you'd have to ask her."

"Aye, I'm a sailor, but I suppose a pirate would sound right wee lass." So he was a pirate! Miyu giggled a little at Rosko's reply, she had never been called a 'lass' before. "What is your name lass?" Rosko asked. He wasn't mean at all, not like Miyu had expected! She blinked and smiled, "I'm Miyu! I am glad to make your acquaintance!" she bowed comically, looking back to the Houndoom with a grin.

Miyu's ear bounced down, and then up trying to hear Mist better as if the Eevee was a satellite trying to get a signal. She heard something about Ven being revived... by Ho-Oh? There really was a Pokémon powerful enough to bring back the dead...!? I... I thought it was just a fairy tale!
"This is an odd group. To be visited by not one or two, but three legends. Surely you all must be something special." the pixie Legendary commented, earning an awestruck gaze from the Eevee as her lips pulled into a bashful smile. A Legendary making such a comment was an honor in itself! Although she did call us odd, too. Miyu thought to herself, more amused than offended.

"I'm nothing special, not anymore anyway. But maybe as a group we are? Or could it just be the Battle Frontier doing it.. like a massive energy field from all the powerful undead lurking around." Shivering slightly, Miyu wanted to believe the former of Cinder's idea was true. No more undead, please. But the Evolution Pokémon knew that was a pipe dream in such a messed up world nowadays.
"Argh gargargargar. Sorry I just remembered me captain, anyways any of ye have any food around I feel a bit hungry." His captain? Miyu wondered if his captain had a wooden leg and a parrot. But Rosko wasn't the only one feeling a bit hungry; she herself was starting to crave another Pecha Berry. Maybe Cinder wouldn't mind helping her get another? She really didn't want to eat a 'kill'.

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The undead's nose still worked, surprisingly enough even to him. He kept his muzzle low to the ground as he pushed through the Battle Frontier. The death was stronger than anything, but a certain stale scent led him further. It seemed as if a day or so had passed, but there was a tinge of familiarity to it and a pungent fear-scent. Sounded about right, Miyu was never the bravest Eevee. He was sure he had finally found her, but if he were wrong, he could just eat whoever he did find. So it was a win-win.

Rebel broke into a run towards the Battle Castle. He could detect the smell of blood; living and undead. If she were anywhere, she'd be there. It seemed she had made some friends, too. Either that, or she was being held hostage by what would be his next meal. The Jolteon trailed through the Castle, trotting curiously by a duo of Gallade and Empoleon, both undead and ended. Looks like she learned how to fight. Or her new buddies are just coddling her. She always did tend to stick to anyone who gave her attention.

His ears were still pretty sharp, he could catch the faintest of voices down the corridor. It wasn't a very long sprint until he found the group, padding up to them casually and looking around for Miyu. "Yo." he moved up a little closer than he knew the group would appreciate, "Have any of you dudes and chicks seen an Eevee named..."

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"... Miyu?"

The spooked kit's fur poofed and she backed away from the voice. She hadn't yet seen the owner of the sound, but something was familiar and yet, demented about it. The scent promised it was undead, but she couldn't fathom how it knew her name. "Cinder..." she whimpered, "Please don't let it kill me..." The Jolteon gave a sharp gasp of mock hurt, "Kill you? I've been following you since Cerulean!"

"... Who...?" Miyu worked up the bravery to step forward and look at the Jolteon. "Rebel?" And then the tears flowed from the kit's wide chocolate eyes, crying as she was torn as to whether she should hug the undead or fight him.

((OoC - Miyu, you finally have a text color! Whoohoo, drama!))

"Aye, I'm a sailor, but I suppose a pirate would sound right wee lass." A sailor.. Mel's face contorts with questions. It kind of made sense since Olivine was on the oceanside but still.. Sailors still exist? The only ones she could remember were on Lapras back and even then that was a very special occurrence. "Have any of ye seen a boat come through here by sea? I left me captain's cap on that boat." Boat?? the Ninetales feels faint. Those were faulty dreams of children messing around! They never went far and were more of a thing to do then a practice idea. Maybe he comes from a place where boats are commonplace.. It was painful to have to remember that her home had been rather.. isolated. Weird things and normalties back home were stranger then undead around these parts. "U-uh no.." She mutters, trying not to think of the fact that she couldn't see it, "But.. what does a sailor even do?" She can not imagine.

"Ho-Oh was here, as well. Before Jirachi. For him. To save him." Etincelle nods gently, keeping a positive face instead of a solemn one. If Ho-oh hadn't been watching over them then Ven wouldn't be here right now. Thank you. A light tingle touches his heart as he recalls that that was also when Melanie evolved. She was so surprised.. They really had been through a lot these past few days. "Ven, he.. Ho-oh did.. you, died?" Faux mumbles dumbfounded. It was really a strange concept, dying and being revive by a legend when Pokemon all around them were resurrecting as something.. much more sinister. "You've been touched by the Gods.." The lights and fire as so dull in his mind.. he had been asleep and could of easily passed it off as a dream if the others hadn't corrected him.. "I for one am glad that Ho-oh had been watching. Otherwise we wouldn't have Ven with us now." He offers the bat a smile hoping that he took that the right way.

"This is an odd group. To be visited by not one or two, but three legends. Surely you all must be something special." "I'm nothing special, not anymore anyway." He had to disagree. Everyone was special in their own way. Everyone had something that made them unique and an individual. Others would say I am.. shiny. That was rather.. disappointing. That was a factor that never mattered to him, even now, but it did single him out. "But maybe as a group we are?" As a group their possibilities seemed limitless. Standing a little taller the Electrike feels a new sense of pride in himself. As long as they had each other they could accomplish anything. Arbitrary things like his pelt color really didnt matter if they had each other. Turning slightly he nudges Melanie's leg and gives the same reaction as she flinches in surprise. Sorry, He apologizes internally.

"Argh gargargargar. Sorry I just remembered me captain, anyways any of ye have any food around I feel a bit hungry." Her ears hone in once more on the Houndoom. Legends she can not remember how long its been since she ate. The last couple of day have been nothing but a blur of injuries and blindness. Food hadn't even come close to being a priority. "Err.. yeah I think we had some kills back in the forest outside. Its a bit of a walk though, and Im not sure if its still there.. Its also Mist's catches, so you'd have to ask her." Melanie feels herself choke. "Even if it isnt I bet we could gather up something with a group this big." She.. couldnt hunt anymore.. not that she had ever been big on hunting or was even good at it but now she literally couldn't. She had no chance of doing so while blind if she could hardly do it when she could see. Im fucked. Everything is just fucked. A faint whimper leaves the back of her throat and she instantly feels Etincelle press closer to her. I cant even get food for myself now Etin.. The gesture offers no comfort.

Melanie freezes. Her ears are the first thing to react, flipping as far back as they can to hear a noise that seems to roar in them. Tap tap tap. Something was approaching, running, coming straight at them. The confident sound to the steps, the speed, the lack of screams. Somethings coming..! The words die on her throat and only her panicked stepping in place shows that somethings is wrong. You useless shit say something! Her mouth is sticky and dry and before she even has a chance to make words the creature reaches their hiding place."Yo." She was too late. It was here and again she hadn't given them any warning and oh gods she could hear it coming even closer to them. Why did this keep happening?! "Have any of you dudes and chicks seen an Eevee named..."

"... Miyu?" Its words or even the fact that its speaking fails to registrar. "Who are you get away from us!" She barks, scurrying backward slightly and tripping on Etincelle. "Please don't let it kill me..." "G-get away!" she cries again, fur and tail fluffing up to ridiculous levels. What was it, what was it?! All she could smell was death and decay "Kill you? I've been following you since Cerulean!" "S-s-stalker!" She manages to sputter out, freaking and crouched low tot he ground. She couldn't see it she couldn't see it it was right in front of her and she couldnt see it.
"Rebel?" Though obviously nervous but not nearly to the extent of Mel the Electrike stands firm. While it wasn't a battle stance he was ready to act if needed. Eyeing the Jolteon wearily he looks between it and Miyu, asking much more calmly then his companion, "Who are you?"

The Gardevoir's fin like ears droop in dejection when Mesprit mentions not having a quest but they perk up right afterwards.
"An assist is just as good. There's a lot of tough battles up ahead and by the sounds of it there's been lots of legendaries visiting this place. Maybe you can find the others?" He smiles and claps his hands together.
"If even Ho-oh turned up this might be a special place...or a special group." The Gardedvoir laughs. "I like to think I'm special, don't you?"
As soon as the topic of food is bought up the Fairy Type turns towards Hayato.
"You were getting hungry too weren't you?"
The Honchkrow ruffles his feathers and nods.
"Hayato is the best hunter~!" Kaze declares cheerfully. "I'm sure he can find us something good to eat."
He rests his spring green hands against the bird's beak affectionately.
Just remember to get some berries too. We don't all have your love of eyeballs."
He plants an affectionate kiss on the bird's grimy forehead. The Honchkrow muzzles him in return, wiping the edge of his sharp beak along the fairy type's cheek.
"Love you too~" Kaze hums. "You're my precious baby bird~"
Hayato caws in distaste of the nickname and Kaze smiles, stroking his fingers through the bird's dark feathers. His ears twitch at the sound of footsteps and he is turning to look before the new arrival comes into sight.

Hayato's eyes gleam a bright red as he follows Kaze's gaze. The shadows of the corridor are a rough camouflage but he was a pokemon of the night. He didn't have any problem seeing in the dark. Still he had to commend his companion's sharp ears. He didn't tell the kit was approaching until Kaze had turned towards it and cock his head in that quizzical way of his.
He cocks his head to the side as well, focusing on the silhouette. A Jolteon by the look of the ruff of spiked fur around its neck. There was no hoping it would be edible, his nose wasn't the sharpest but the smell of undeath was a heavy hard-to-miss reek. Overlaid on top of that scent was the smell of blood. Pity, if it had been living he would not have to go far to hunt. As it is a nice battle would be a good chance to stretch his wings.
"Jolteon, not too bad condition. Fast little fuckers." He mutters to Kaze. "Be ready."
The Gardevoir nods with emerald eyes gleaming.
"Yo." The electric type pads up to them without fear, the rest of the group only now noticing its approach. Hayato couldn't fault its stealth, it must have flannel feet, but its  optomisim seems suicidal.
"Have any of you dudes and chicks seen an Eevee named Miyu?"
The Eevee nearly doubles its size with defensive floof.
"Cinder...Please don't let it kill me..." She yelps, startled by the fact that it apparently knows her name.
"Kill you? I've been following you since Cerulean!" The Jolteon replies.
Hayato gets a good look at the thing. Its yellow fur is marked by bright patches of purple and matted with blood.
"... Who...? Rebel?" She timidly asks.
A bolt of bright light slams into the floor between them, sending up a shower of sharp splinters and a cloud of dust. When it clears there is a jagged edged hole drilled straight into the ground like a powerful punch had landed there.
"Oops I missed~" Kaze giggles and levels a palm already glowing with another Focus Blast at the undead. Despite the light tone his eyes are serious as he sticks out his tongue and takes a more careful aim.

As the topic of food was put to the group, Mesprit felt really out of place. She didn't know any nearby food storages, and not needing to eat as often as non-legends, she didn't think to even look. "Err.. yeah I think we had some kills back in the forest outside. Its a bit of a walk though, and I'm not sure if its still there.. Its also Mist's catches, so you'd have to ask her." Oh dear Arceus, the thought of eating meat almost sickened the legend. Calm yourself Mesprit, this is how it is now. You'll just have to accept it. She thought sternly to herself, golden eyes looking over at the group, and resting on the Electrike. "Even if it isn't I bet we could gather up something with a group this big." She opened her mouth to answer, but abrubtly shut it when she heard something. The sensors on her head shifted slightly, and she looked around, frowning.

The sound of footfalls was evident and Mesprit snapped her head up to view the approaching Jolteon. Purpling fur, ribs visible and an open wound on their cheek. Her golden eyes narrowed, the jewels on her head and tails glowing as she prepared a Swift attack.

"Yo."

It.. Spoke? Mesprit stayed firm, her attack ready to fire. "Have any of you dudes and chicks seen an Eevee named..." Their words were fluent, not garbled and not completely unintelligable. "... Miyu?" Mesprit's golden gaze looked down at Miyu. They knew each other?

"Who are you get away from us!" The ninetails cried out, and Mesprit tensed up again, fixating her eyes on the undead. "Please don't let it kill me..." Mesprit set her muzzle in a fixed frown. "We won't." She said, the glow on her red jewels glowing brighter. "G-get away!" The emotion sprite's senses were overloaded with the emotions of the group. Fear, confusion, astonishment. "Kill you? I've been following you since Cerulean!" Since Cerulean? Why would they be following Miyu? She thought, brow furrowing as she raised her hands, an orb glowing in each hand. She brought the orbs together to make one large orb that sat nestled in both hands.
"S-s-stalker!"
"Rebel?"

Ah, so they did know each other. Even still... "Who are you?" Now there was realization thrown into the mix of emotions. An attack flew by, missing the Jolteon. In that cue, Mesprit moved the orb to one hand and spread the other one wide, eyes flashing cerulean blue as a psychic barrier formed between them and 'Rebel'. Her Protect shimmered blue and held steady. "Oops I missed~" Well she wouldn't. Throwing the orb into the air, it exploded into a flurry of stars that flew at Rebel, her Swift attack heading straight for the Jolteon.

"Yer actin mighty hostile lad and I think we should hear this bilge rat out." Now that her warning was clear and her Protect up and holding firm, Mesprit landed next to Miyu, her tails, curling around her feet as she watched the Undead Jolteon with a critical golden glare. "Yer lucky boy, but ye should start explaining unless ye want a one way trip to Davy Jones Locker."

Standing tall, Mesprit's eyes flashed cerulean again as she prepared another Swift, just in case. "I agree. Tell us why you are here and what you intend to do. I will not deny you are still fairly intelligent, so you are either recently undead or you haven't much exposure to the elements." She looked at Miyu, her gaze softening. "Do you know this jolteon?" She asked, wanting to hear the Eevee's input before anything happened.

Just thinking about eating was making the Quilava's stomach hurt. She'd been a genius and brought all her food inside with her last night. No way in hell would it of survived through the battle. Even if it had it was unlikely she'd even want to eat it anymore what with the blood and ash that coated that room. "Hayato is the best hunter~!" Kaze chimes in, "I'm sure he can find us something good to eat." Looking the Honchkrow up and down the Fire Type didn't doubt that he was a powerful hunter, dangerous and precise. But would I want something you've touched? The bird looked half-dead as it was and still held an air of malicious intent.. Was it right to be so picky about a kindness though? Her stomach knots uncomfortably. "That would be much appreciated, thanks." She says with a nod.

The Vulpix sat quietly. While her stomach did feel a bit raw she was used to the feeling. Your next meal wasn't always an easy thing to get, she learned that long before the epidemic, and she had long since gotten used to the idea of always being hungry. "Well, if we are going hunting count me in." She yawns, feeling a bit stiff as she turned for the doorway. Something catches the corner of her eye, Mel seemed to be- footsteps. Instinctively the Vulpix drops to a crouch and growls but can do no more before the creature appears: undead. "Yo." It spoke. The word was short and simple but clear and recognizable. The thing still had some sanity but by no means was she ready to up and trust it not to attack. Faux holds her stance, eyes locked on the Electric Type. "Have any of you dudes and chicks seen an Eevee named..." ..I just hesitated against an undead. Her many tail twitch.

The Quilava stares wide-eyed at the Jolteon. How had it gotten so close to them! "... Miyu?" What?! Teeth clenching a growl erupts from the back of her throat while her flames blaze brightly. W-what business did he have with Miyu! Quickly she moves in front of the Eevee, ready to strike the moment the Electric Type tried anything. "Who are you get away from us!" Mel squeals, already panicking in her fur. "Its just a Jolteon." Faux confirm for her. Moron, be more considerate for the handicapped! The weasel shakes her head hard, why didn't she ever think thin- "Cinder..." Her attention snaps back to the present. "Please don't let it kill me..." "Like hell I would!" The Quilava roars, a puff of fire glowing in the back of her throat. "We won't." Mesprit adds in for good measure.

The fire tickled and longed to be free. It.. its clearly diseased.. maybe undead, and has some beef with Miyu.. Smoke trailed up from the corners of her mouth. I dont like him at all. It hadn't attacked them yet but.. It'll turn on us, thats for sure. Maybe now, maybe later, but for sure it will. "Kill you? I've been following you since Cerulean!" Following? The thing was following her like some predator! "S-s-stalker!" Mel accuses him. "You've been stalking Miyu?! You sick bastard!" Cinder yowls at the Jolteon, a ball of fire flying from her muzzle and dissipating on the ground right before the Electric Types paws. "... Who...?" Daring to take her golden eyes off of the threat for a moment Cinder can see something in the Eevee's eyes. Something she had already seen in Mist's.. They were familiar, she recognized him if not faintly... "No, no Miyu-" The words are practically a beg for her to forget. "Rebel?" No..

A rebel what? Like it was fighting the disease inside it? Clearly not. While it was still speaking clearly the scent of decay and blood hung heavy on its splotched yellow fur. "Who are you?" Etin asks, fear clear in his voice as this undead stood confidently before them. With a flash of light a sudden explosion sends a shower of debris in all directions. "Oops I missed~" Recovering instantly the Vulpix growls, "Cease fire!" before questioning, "What business do you have with this child?" A barrier of light comes up around them and while Faux can feel her body loosen up she does not let down her guard. While talking to undead was a idea she never thought she would do it seemed to be the proper cho- Another flash of light and an attack rains down toward the Jolteon. "HOLD." She hisses fiercely, not intimidated at all by the Legends power.

"Yer lucky boy, but ye should start explaining unless ye want a one way trip to Davy Jones Locker." The Quilava's breathe quickened. Miyu knew this Pokemon.. She knew the Jolteon. Friends, family, mates? Oh gods.. Scenarios race through her mind faster then she can process them. Miyu leaving with it, it staying and infecting her or someone else, trusting it and it killing her, it staying and turning on them, Miyu's face as they had to put one of them down... A heavy stone drops in her stomach. "I agree. Tell us why you are here and what you intend to do." Wasn't it obvious..? It wanted something with Miyu and whatever it was couldn't end well. "Do you know this jolteon?" The Quilava cant allow those thoughts to happen.. "M-Miyu," She turns to the Eevee, already feeling short of breath, "This, its not who you think it is. It can't be anymore." Bending over a little more the starter struggles to hide the desperation she so forcefully felt, "This can't end well and I.. I don't want to see you get hurt or worse.." The Eevee was precious to her. If anything happened, anything at all, she would never forgive herself.

She was trying so hard. She tried willing herself to stop the river of tears rolling down her cheeks, but as she was assured by her friends that she was safe from what she was unable to decide was friend or foe, Miyu broke into full-on sobbing. Raising a foreleg to cover her eyes, her bracelet jingled a little, furry leg shaking. The Jolteon sighed with a paw over his own eyes, "Why are you crying?" Miyu lifted her sight a little to look at the undead, unable to find words. Why was she crying? She honestly didn't know how to answer.

"Who are you?" Etincelle had a trace of a fearful tone in his voice, amusing the Jolteon. He gave a toothy smile at the Shiny, "King of the world, that's who." Rebel found himself enjoying his sarcasm as much as ever, but when his tongue began to make another sharp comment, a blast of... something ended his game. The floor pretty much exploded in front of him. "Oops I missed~" Kaze chirped, despite his serious glower. Miyu's jaw fell open and she stared through the rising dust for the form of the Jolteon, "Noooo!" Faintly he was there, splotchy purple and yellow pelt becoming more visible in the following seconds. "You really know how to make a guy feel welcome." he joked, flashing another grin.

"Cease fire!" the Vulpix demanded, "What business do you have with this child?" Rebel shrugged, pawing curiously at a piece of debris. He slapped it to the side and replied, "Well you know, I thought I'd kidnap her and make her my queen." Rebel gave a full laugh at his own self-proclaimed wit, "Nah, seriously, we're gonna go back to our home in... Err... Saffron City."
Miyu perked up a little. This... this undead knew about her home... If she wasn't convinced it was really him already, she was now. "We... we can go home?" She looked him dead in the eye, "... Home..." The crimson stare he had, it was unsettling to the Eevee. But it was... him. Was this her chance at happiness?

A blue light shrouded Miyu away from the Lightning Pokémon, a quick glance behind her telling her the Legend was going to hurt him. "Stop, stop, stop! Please!!" she begged, her paws clawing desperately at the Protect separating her from Rebel.
Her paws stopped moving and she could do no more but stare for what felt like centuries as the move burst into a storm of stars and crashed down on him. He was fallen immediately, dark blood oozing from several places. He glared up at the Legend, humorous smile gone and replaced by a feral glare. Sparks jumped around Rebel's pelt, fur bristling into sharp needles.

"HOLD." Faux said, standing up to even a Legend. Miyu gave a glance of gratitude and quickly turned back to Rebel with concern. "Are... you okay?"
"Oh, I'm just great." he snapped. Back on his feet, he shook out his fur sending splats of blackish red on the walls around him. "Yer lucky boy, but ye should start explaining unless ye want a one way trip to Davy Jones Locker." The Houndoom thought he was lucky...? In what way? Being attacked for absolutely no reason? He couldn't help the way he looked, and he was pretty sure that was their basis for the hostile response.

"I agree. Tell us why you are here and what you intend to do." Rebel rolled his eyes at the pixie. Did she miss it the first time? 'Cause he was pretty sure they were just debating in circles now. "Me, I am Rebel. That fluffy thing over there, Miyu. I came to this place, Johto right? To find her, Miyu. And I intend on leaving with her."
"Do you know this jolteon?" Rebel gave the loudest scoff of annoyance possible as Mesprit asked such a question to Miyu.

She hesitated for a moment, looking back from the Jolteon to Mesprit. Tears were still shining in her eyes, voice with the slightest strain in it from crying; "He... he was always there. Nobody wanted me, but he took me... He was always like a big brother."
"Great!" he said sarcastically, "Now that we've accomplished this, let's get outta here, Miyu."

There were powerful undead here, and she didn't want to fight them or see anyone get hurt like Mel did. Maybe home was safe like it was before, and Rebel could protect her. "I..." she looked to Cinder as if for the approval that didn't come. "M-Miyu," the Quilava breathed quickly,  "This, its not who you think it is. It can't be anymore."
Miyu looked to the floor with flattened ears, "B-but... he remembers. He isn't a monster... not like them..."

"This can't end well and I.. I don't want to see you get hurt or worse.." Why... why did Cinder care so much...? No one cared for the Eevee when she was left in that box in the alley, but she suddenly realized... she had a best friend. She had a lot of friends. And she couldn't just abandon them. No way. "I'm sorry Rebel..." she wiped her eyes with a cream paw, "I can't come. I... I'm staying with them."

"Well then." The yellow fox sat on his haunches, "In a show of hands... or paws... How many are against me hangin'? I promise I'll play nice."

The Electrike recoils at the Jolteons response but has to admit he is glad he has retained enough sanity to still speak. Must be recent.. and if it was going to attack he probably would of by now. All he had to go off of was what Miju called him. Rebel.. A pang of longing stabs the little Electric Type deep in the heart and he can feel his Thunderstone necklace against his chest. Is my father like this now..? He never saw the Jolteon again after that horrible day, for all he knew he could be dead.. I.. hope you are safe, wherever you are.
An explosion goes off and the already upset fox is put even more on edge. "Well you know, I thought I'd kidnap her and make her my queen. Nah, seriously, we're gonna go back to our home in... Err... Saffron City." The Ninetales growled and whined uncontrollably. Who was this guy, what was he?? A Ditto with memory reading abilities trying to lead Miyu astray? How repulsive! "Stop it, stop it!" She barks at her own thoughts, head shaking hard to throw them aside. What sick person would do such a thing, and to a child no less?! "We... we can go home?" Was she falling for it, for his trickery? "No, its a trap!" She begs. Couldn't the Eevee see that this was a trick? The undead were foul, vile things that could never be or do good! "Don't fall for it!"

More attacks rained down and Etincelle can see that Mel is about to bolt. Her paws dance lightly on the floor, tails twitching behind her while her entire body shook. "Calm down Mel, calm down. Its just a shield." He soothes, failing to mention the Swift that she had obviously heard. "No one going to get hurt." He prayed that was true..  Pokemon have a tendency to do weird things when stressed. "Are... you okay?" The sound of Miyu's voice catches his attention. She was.. genuinely concerned for the Jolteon? They must of been close.. even the infection cant take that from them. Were they being too quick to judge the undead just because he had fallen prey to the disease? "Oh, I'm just great." He still had a personality, or at least an attitude, that was for sure.

"I agree. Tell us why you are here and what you intend to do."
"Me, I am Rebel. That fluffy thing over there, Miyu. I came to this place, Johto right? To find her, Miyu. And I intend on leaving with her." The Electrikes hackles raised, altered. That sounded like a threat.Was he planning on attacking?  Quick judgements were usually right.. But he still hasn't done anything. Taking a defensive step forward the Electric Type winces as his old burn twinges again for the first time in a while. Gritting his teeth he retracts the step and lets the others continue.
"Do you know this jolteon?"
"He... he was always there. Nobody wanted me, but he took me... He was always like a big brother."
A brother.. Blood pounded through Mel's ears to near deafening levels. My families dead.. Or worse, what if her family was like this, mindless zombies seeking her out for revenge? She gags. "Now that we've accomplished this, let's get outta here, Miyu." Oh legends- "NO!" The screech is louder then she had planned, claws scratching against the tiled floor in rapid succession in a motion similar to Dig. "You cant have her!" The clattering of claws continues. "I..." Hesitation? Oh great Dialga the undead's already cast a spell on her! The moment Miyu got out of her- the others sight the she was a goner! "You can't take her!" Something touches her side and Melanie yelps, jumping to the side and feeling the wall beside her. Cornered. "Calm down, Mel." Etin's words hold a serious tone but she can not take it seriously. "She's going to die!"

Mind swirling Etin preys the others can say anything to keep this from getting ugly. "M-Miyu."This, its not who you think it is. It can't be anymore." That.. that wasn't what he meant. "Hold up now, he's still a Pokemon. A sentient being and he hasn't done anything wrong." Most undead just attacked and were out for blood but this one.. He's just looking for his friend? Blinking his pink eyes at the epiphany the Electrike is surprised to find himself now siding with the undead. "B-but... he remembers. He isn't a monster... not like them..." "This can't end well and I.. I don't want to see you get hurt or worse.." Moving a bit closer to Miyu while hopefully not crowding her Etincelle shakes his head, "We wont let that happen. Nothing bad will happen." The look in her eyes.. was she actually considering leaving them? Even if Rebel was sane it.. wouldnt last forever and when that happens.. He can not see her being able to.. Oh gods do not think of that scenario. A shiver runs along his spine. He always ran.. he couldnt even do that. To make a child... Legends help us.

"I'm sorry Rebel... I can't come. I... I'm staying with them." Letting go of a breath an odd mix of relief and pity flushes through him. The Jolteon had gone through a lot to find her and they were just going to send him away? Tears were streaming from the kits face. This is hurting her too.. "Well then. "In a show of hands... or paws... How many are against me hangin'? I promise I'll play nice." The Electrike furrowed his brow. He didn't quite trust the Jolteon but there was no way he could send him away anymore. Not with Miyu so torn.. Sitting, but keeping a careful eye on Rebel, he raises one paw delicately. "Im fine with it." Offering Miyu a soft smile he hopes that she will stop crying, "I wouldn't want to separate you two." Looking to Melanie he wonders if she even heard the question. "Mel?" The shaking Ninetale's ears are flicking in all directions though there are no extra noises in the room. "J-j-ust k-keep it away from me-e." He.. can not tell if that is a yes or a no. "I.. think that's a yes."