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Mitsu sat in place shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes will still affixed on her hand and the crimson substance that covered her fingertips. She was in such a daze Riyo’s attention to her was barely noticed as she freed her face of the Grunt’s blood. As hard as she tried she couldn’t seem to remember what exactly had happened. She remembered being attacked and her mind went fuzzy after that. Despite that she still had a sense of guilt that pooled at the bottom of her stomach that almost made her sick. “I’ve been bad…” Mitsu’s voice was barely above a whisper as she scooted closer to Riyo reaching out to take hold of her jacket.

As excepted in such tight quarters, Snare took the full force of the Water Pulse attack and went flying away from the Blastoise. He almost landed on his feet but lost his balance and toppled over, sliding to a halt on his side. With a growl Snare tried to push himself back up, his body protesting against the action. “You will pay for that…” From the force of the attack and the meeting with the ground, Snare was already in bad shape, and that only seemed to anger him further. Why was he so weak?

Francis had been expecting this, believe it or not. He'd been studying Blade as he spoke with his grunt and simply side-stepped the attack. An almost disturbing grin overtook the calm face that was usually Francis. "I warned you, hero boy." He said in an almost hissing manner. This is what he'd been waiting for. Blade fell for the trap.

Francis pulled out a small remote and pushed a button. Riyo, who had been trying to comfort Mitsu, let out a gasp. Her body tightened up. She let out a scream. "IT BURNS." She screamed with red tears flowing down her cheeks. Then, as her consciousness painfully left her, she fell limp next to Mitsu... Only her eyes were still open. Her pupils were slitted to the point where they resembled razor blades.

"Now get up and rid me of this annoyance." Francis shouted and pointed to Blade.

Two seconds. It took two seconds for Riyo to rise, run, then lunge at Blade when she was close enough. She had shed her jacket back where Mitsu was, also leaving Ri-chan behind.

Ri-chan peeked out the hood of the jacket, looking up at Mitsu, then over at Riyo. It was happening again! Ri-chan shivered out of fear and curled up with the girl, afraid to look upon her trainers face.

Horatius, however, seemed calm. More than calm. Perhaps, absorbed would be a better word. He watched Riyo carefully. Quietly. His eyes closely resembling hers. Perhaps, whatever was controlling her also had him in a spell.

Mitsu let out a soft whimper at Riyo’s sudden gasp and nearly screamed when she collapsed. “R…Riyo?” Reaching out a tentative hand, Mitsu made to touch Riyo’s shoulder but before she could Riyo was up and attacking Blade. Unable to turn her gaze away from Riyo’s discarded jacket, Mitsu shook with fear. What had been wrong with Riyo’s eyes? What…was wrong with Riyo?

Feeling the Skitty curl up next to her, Mitsu finally tore her gaze away from the jacket, her eyes still tear ridden. Leaning down she attempted to scoop the Skitty up and hold her close. If it was a means to protect the pokemon or if Mitsu was searching for some sort of comfort it was hard to tell. All she knew at the moment was she was afraid and she couldn’t move.

Replying to the Blastoise with a low growl Snare got to his feet and just barely side stepped the attack that had been made on him. “Seems its time to put my new move to use.” The green Arcanine said to himself. Refusing to listen to his aching muscles the Arcanine moved again weaving in and out of the cages that contained the human trash they were to collect. He circled around his enemy trying to keep his distance for the moment, looking for the right opportunity to attack. The whole while he kept moving, weaving, ducking, and turning to keep the Blastoise on his toes. When his guard would fall or his back was turned that would be when Snare would attack.

Francene was highly relieved to see franic wa salright, and already had a plan up his sleeve. However, she should have been concentrating more on her fight. As she turned back, she barely had any time to move backwards, away from the weapon. The pitchfork ripped through her gown to reveal her Team rocket uniform underneith it (cause you know, it's alwys good to wear something undeneith your dress, just incase it gets ripped by a pitchfork).

"And that was such a nice gown too..." francene lifted up the small sheild that she was holding with her left hand, and pressed another button on it. The item began to glow as it charged up energy for some sort of attack. As it charged, francene lunged forward with her right hand, aiming the pole again at sadies chest. She was starting to get annoyed with this fight, and wanted to finish it quickly.

Gritting his teeth at what Francis said about test subjects, Blade could smell the scent of flesh. So something was doing something to Riyo after all, though he hadn't really heard of a mind control device that wasn't attached to the head.

He did his best to dodge her follow up attack, but he hadn't quite regained his footing entirely from the first strike. That combined with the fact that Riyo was probably faster resulted in her claws raking against the side of his face, slashing the mask he wore off.

"Augh!" he cried before feeling blood trickle down from his forehead and cheek. They couldn't have been too deep of wounds but that didn't stop them from hurting a lot.

The thief hissed through his teeth before taking a risk with a counter of some sort. Basically, he lunged right back at her. From seeing her in the past he knew a stomach wound wouldn't kill her, and there seemed to be something attached to her belly anyway. So he stabbed straight for her stomach. In the process, though somewhat unintentionally, his hand and sword ignited into flames while he attacked.

Blood Vain watched the Arcanine carefully, turning around as Snare circled and weaved around him. Like his foe, he was awaiting the opportunity to strike, though there wasn't likely to be an opening with the fire type moving around so much. Grumbling to himself, he decided to make things a bit tougher for his foe.

Opening his mouth, he unleashed an ice beam, a new move of his own. However, it wasn't aimed directly at Snare, but at the ground below him. The Blastoise kept it up, creating a ring of slick surfaces around him effectively.

"if I am so slow, then how come I'm not the one who got wounded?" francene retored, moving more quickly accross the floor now that her gown was ripped. She wasn't as fast as sadie, but she still had her weapons.
In a interesting move, she pressed the small button on the pole again and returned it to it's former size, placing it back in a concealed pocket. As she did this the machine she carried began to glow even brighter untill the light was almost blinding.

"lets see how potent this machine really is" she said, and pointed it towards sadie. The machine then let lose a strong energy beam, similair to a hyper beam attack.

"I said low, clean the ego out of your ears and you can hear me better." Sadie snapped spinning her fork around a bit to get a better grip upon it. "Then again, that's what's wrong with all you Rockets, too much Ego and no place to put is all besides you fat heads."

Taking up a defensive stance, she waited for whatever was to happen. Though with the shield like device was glowing, before long Sadie had to shield her eyes against the glow, though it wasn't long before an attack was issued from the thing. Oh dang. Standing still, Sadie was willing to take the brunt of the attack, saving those behind her, even at the cost of what could have been her own life. The beam loomed over her, eyes closing she waiting, though something bashed into her shoulder, knocking her more or less to the ground, the beam raging over her back, though it clipped her shoulder making her skid backwards to lay more or less at Poke's feet.

Laying upon the ground she flinched at the pain within her shoulder, it fogged her head and made her crimson eyes water. A thick scent filled the air, blood, that couldn't have been good, forcing her eyes open. Sadie looked at her shoulder, it looked badly burnt, the shoulder of her shirt was gone leaving the skin exposed. Well that was just great, shaking the pain from her head she tried to force herself back to her feet, pain, she hated it. It was one thing she couldn't deal with, and now it felt worse then her fight with the man lion upon her own turf. Rolling over onto her back, Sadie just laid there, her hands clenched into fists.

'Bear with it.' she told herself mentally, let them think your done, then come back stronger then before. She hoped the ruse would work and hopefully find a way to free Poke from the blasted collar.

Looming behind the woman, Dart reared up upon his hind legs, his fore paws clasped together and raised over his head, he aimed to bring them down upon the woman. He had a deep hatred for his new trainer, but he was the only one that could inflict great amounts of pain upon her. No other human would have that glory of taking Sadie to new levels of pain.

"Leave my trainer alone!" Dark snarled as he moved swiftly, his brute strength guiding him. "I'm the only one who can torment her to no end, I will not let you get that glory." fire raged within his eyes, he hated humans he hated his trainer more, but she was his play toy, no one elses.

Mitsu looked at the Skitty as she tugged on her shirt and then turned her attention to the jacket she seemed to be pointing at. “C…Calamity?” The name itself didn’t exactly inspire confidence but Mitsu moved toward the jacket none the less and knelt down toward it searching the pockets. After a short second of searching Mitsu withdrew three pokeballs and looked them over in confusion. “Which one?” She tried her best to decide and picked the one in the middle and pressed the button hoping it would draw forth the pokemon that the Skitty spoke of.