Kei Posted March 6, 2008 Share Posted March 6, 2008 [SIZE="1"][color=darkblue][b]Ecruteak City 4-11 1321 hrs[/b] It was a masterpiece, really. The number of troops wiped out in one fell swoop. The devastation he was able to bring upon Ecruteak in only a matter of days. It was beautiful, in its own horribly grotesque way. Bugsy admitted it: he was proud of his work. But he would never say it aloud. He wasn't that kind of person. No, he would keep his thoughts to himself: he found that relations went a lot easier that way when all was said and done. Many times in the past, a slip of the tongue had earned him the ire of more than a few of his comrades, but his quick wit had easily smoothed it over. It was amazing what idiots would believe. But he wasn't so much focused on the thoughts of his fellow Federation Leaders at the moment. He was more concerned about his current objective: the complete destruction of Ecruteak and the capture of Morty. His original mission handed down from the Elite had nothing written about catching the alleged Leader of the Coalition forces, but Bugsy felt compelled to. He turned over the possibility for it many times. Was it because Morty was once his friend and a mentor to him when he was younger, before this horrible war began? Or was it because he needed a trophy, something to show off what he'd done to the quiet little city? No, Bugsy thought with a slight smirk. It was just because he could. He stood over his grid of the battlefield, a perfect representation of what was left of Ecruteak. Every station was marked with little figures representing his forces. They had already taken over 90% of the city. The only things left now were the Towers and the Gym itself. The Towers were to be left untouched by orders: Bugsy figured they would likely be searched for clues as to where the new rebel headquarters had been established after the siege was complete. But taking the Gym was proving to be somewhat of a challenge. The small area in comparison to the city itself was far more easy to defend. Morty apparently had enough troops in reserve to have all possible entryways covered. His troops had been able to thin his ranks slightly, but those that were left were skilled. Spiritombs and Mismagi lined the main and rear entrances, formidable new Pokémon imported from the Sinnoh region that Bugsy had little experience going up against. They battled hard and had managed to injure quite a few of Busgy's men, but none had yet to die. Bugsy attributed that to Morty's bleeding heart tactic of not killing enemies. But that wasn't important. Bugsy needed a plan, the sooner the better. His desire to see Morty in shackles was growing stronger by the day. [CENTER]***[/CENTER] Morty looked out over the expanse of the small battlefield that had been created in front of the Gym through one of the small windows in front. Pokémon corpses were strewn about everywhere: it had been a vicious battle. Morty only counted himself lucky that troops sent to the Sinnoh region had been able to send back these new Pokémon. Without them, the battle would have been lost a long time ago. Haunter came through the wall from the battlefield looking the worse for wear, but still able to float around. He looked back somewhat mournfully at the battlefield, knowing that while he would gain some new brothers and sisters soon, had hoped it wouldn't have been quite that many. "It's rough out there, Morty. Most of us are dropping like flies. Even with those new guys, I don't know how much longer we can hold out." "Do you honestly think I don't know that?!" Haunter looked slightly taken aback at the inflection in Morty's voice. In most of the time they've spent together, Morty had never really raised his voice at him. He knew that it was primarily from the stress of the situation, but still... "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap," Morty said, a look of sincere regret in his eyes. "But I do realize the position we're in. The enemy is strong. But we have to have faith that help will come." "What if they don't?" "...Then we fight with honor to the grave." A large crash and the sound of shattering glass next to the both of them sent them scrambling for cover. Fully expecting a Voltorb bomb to greet them, Morty was shocked to see a bloodied Wingull picking itself up off the floor. "G... Get this window boarded up, ASAP!" Morty yelled. Back-up troops scrambled to comply as Morty crawled closer to the bird, still somewhat confused. "Is this thing crazy?! It could have killed itself coming through a window like that!" Haunter said, attempting to poke at the tiny feathered mess. It attempted to peck back, but it only led to a silly-looking match between the two. "Would you both cut that out!" Morty finally said, frustrated at the show that would be amusing in any other circumstance. Both Pokémon immediately stopped and the Wingull looked as though it had just recognized Morty's existence. Staring at him as if to check over something in its mind, it casually hopped over to Morty and spat something at his feet. It then hopped around him, ate a small Berry it had tied around its neck that seemingly staunched the bleeding, took wing and sped off the way it had come, startling the trainers that had started repairing the window. "That was...odd..." Haunter said, looking after the strange bird. "Yes..." Morty picked up the item that the bird had dropped: An ocean-print mail. A small mile played over his face. Only one person would communicate using something so cutesy. "Misty." Morty quickly ripped open the note and poured over its content, a serious look coming over his face as he read. Haunter tried to get into a good position to read for himself, but the manner in which Morty held it made it somewhat impossible. "Well? What's it say?" He turned to his friend with a look of hope and newfound fire. "Help is on the way."[/color][/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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