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Snap. Crackle-
POP! Went the evil cackle of the electricity.
Enide's feathers were practically standing straight on end from all the electricity in the room. The poor puppies. In between the growling there was heart-retching whining droning through, the sound meshed with the static dancing in the air.
Enide attempted to make herself small in the presence of the dog's snapping jaws. She failed, as her feathers refused to cooperate with all the static keeping them up. Back to her attempting to rescue the puppies, she needed a plan. Thunder Wave could paralyze them. Plus, if she could muster up a powerful enough shock, it could possibly short-circuit the machines. Or better yet, a full blown power overload! That would work.
The murkrow began to gather as much energy from the room as she could, which was a lot considering the amount generated by the electrikes and the generators they were hooked up to. Her feathers were fully standing on-end now, the murkrow looked like she struck her talons in an electric socket, which she might as well have done. Once she couldn't gather anymore of the artificial lighting, she released it in one mighty wave.
Enide didn't even have time to notice all the wounds she obtained from being in a room full of biting electrikes, or the amount of feathers they pulled out in the process. But it was all worth it as the Thunder Wave rippled from her body in one mighty circle. It swept across the electrikes, paralyzing them quickly and making short work of the machines at the same time. The room was now pitch black, only the occasional spark of energy illuminated small spots around the room like dieing embers. Her work here was almost done. A safair ball she picked up somewhere in the midst of it all was clutched in her talon. Enide threw it into the darkness where it hit one of the electrikes.
Boy, was she going to be tired later...


POKEBALL GO!!

Was there anything these Rocket's wouldn't do? A growl escaped Peanut as she looked at the electrikes. They were her own type and it irritated her no end to see them being used in such a way. It could just as easily be her in their place.

Stepping out of the room to consider the options helped her settle down. They had to disconnect them but they were tired and frustrated and the way they glared at the intruding pokemon did not bode well. Would she be able to get close enough to the machines without getting hurt? A shock wouldn't bother her as much as many of the others but the 'trikes just might resort to physical attacks.

Finally the luxio decided to try reasuring them. She slowly entered purrring loudly hoping it would have a soothing affect. "I'm here to help you. Please let me help you. I'm an electric type too. I just hate seeing you this way. I'm here to help..." she continued to babble as she moved cautiously through the room. There was so much static in the air she felt overcharged, but she continued on, sticking to the perimeter as she made her way to the machines, allowing the most time for her soothing purring and words to get through to the captive pokemon.

When she got close enough to have a clear view of everything, Peanut paused to look at the connections and the machines. The electrikes continued to glare but they made no move to attack the luxio. Peanut took that as a good sign. Though there were straps around the electrikes the connection to the machine was through a single wire for each pokemon.
"Ok the front of these don't look all that strong, if I can break through the part where they connect to the machine..." She came up to the first machine and sat back and reached up to scratch at the weak machinery. Shocks rolled through her but before long the first wire popped out. She peeked behind her; the freed pokemon did not seem to notice what had occurred and all four looked increasingly frustrated now that she was taking action so close to them.
She was faster with the second wire deciding to just take the shock of slashing through it. Peanut heard movement behind her accompanied by growls. "Not a good sign..." she muttered and decided to go all out. "I will get you all free of this..." she growled and leapted forward biting through the remaining two connections and racing out of the room to what she hoped was safety with the other pokemon.
When she turned it was to face four very irritated and confused electrikes. She joined several of the others in claiming one of the handy safari balls and giving it a toss, better caught than attacking their rescuers....



POKEBALL GO!

Liz shook her head, dazed from her quick attack.
Now she was curious, and she peeked inside, feeling the sudden static charge tickle her face.

Oh dear Arceus.

She had seen machines like this before, when she had been rented by a rocket, and she hated them.
She felt that odd, motherly affection towards these poor, tired electric pokemon as she did towards Penners. And this time, she had a chance to help them. And she COULD help them, unlike that time when she had been a mere rental of the rockets.

She inspected the machines, feeling the electric shocks on her nose, which was only only a centimeter away from the metal. The metal itself was not too stiff or hard. She could probably chew through it easily if…
If the damn electrikes wouldn’t bite her or zap her, like the nearby one seemed to be doing!
“H.. Hey! Stop that, you damn biters! I’m trying to help you here!” she said, chittering angrily.

They all glared at her with that look that said, very plainly, that they were plain damn frustrated, and to get them out already.
Liz grumbled a few uncomplimentary things about lightning dogs and crept towards the nearest machine, staying out of reach of the teeth and claws of the electrikes.
A closer inspection confirmed that the machine’s metal would be a cinch for her teeth- a nice break from the hard walls and the detergent-ridden rocket uniforms.
She bit down, using Hyper Fang to a degree that made her very happy. The metal seemed to peel away. But then, suddenly, she hit something that sent a wave of jangling sensations through her body.
Her fur, already poofed out, began to stand out in spines, as if she were a sandslash or something. She had been shocked by the current in the machine.
She fell off the machine, panting a moment, waiting for the room to stop buzzing and spinning.
Realizing that the buzzing was actually in the room, and not in her head, she got back up on her feet.
She was fairly sure that if she gnawed at the wires she had just exposed, shed be able to make the machine’s stop, and then could try to free the electrikes once they were no longer actually exploited.
She launched herself at the wires and bit down as hard ahs she could.
Liz felt the machine stop humming, though that seemed to be the only thing that did. She felt every nerve SING with electrical charge, and odd shapes seemed to dance before her eyes.
When she was recovered enough to evaluate herself, she noticed that her headache was back, pounding a head now buzzing in time with the other, still working machines.
Great, Just great. she thought, friggin wonderful
She shook her head, though this time it just made her nauseous. She might as well free the one in the machine she had gnawed up.
Maybe thought a shock-silly idealistic part of her mind, with one free, it’ll help me with the others!
Liz shook her head, dispelling the voice that went against her personality so distinctly.
Why the hell should I help them any more?! Look at them! Not even grateful for the trouble I’m going through to help them out of this disgusting hellhole. See, they’re still glaring at me!
Well, they were glaring, though it wasn’t really at her. They were REALLY glaring at the people who put them in the machines in the first place, and she just happened to be there to glare at.
Liz began to walk out of the room to try to get something to eat and possibly to take a nap, since she felt like she had been beaten with crabhammers from the shocks she had received.
Then, one of the Electrikes in one of the still-working machines yelped softy, prompted by the machine with a painful prod to produce more electricity.
And Liz felt like she would melt under the load of maternal pity that washed over her in that moment.
Fine. She couldn’t leave them.
She’d free one and see if she could get its help in freeing the others. Maybe the stupid voice of so-called reason would be right this time.
She walked over to the dead machine and its occupant, who watched her with tired, half-conscious eyes.
“Hey…” Liz said, walking carefully closer, “I’m just gonna gnaw at those things keeping you here, ok? Then you can get out, ok?” she said, trying her best to be soothing
She leapt to one of the restraints and bit down.
The electrike bit down as well.
On her tail.
She yelped and growled. Stupid, ungrateful little zappy-dogs… She thought, as she fell off the restraint and onto one of the wires attached to the electrike.
The current still being produced by the electrike and trapped in the wire found a place to go, and Liz was zapped with a shockingly huge amount of electricity.
She felt as if she world was sinking away, and as if she was teetering on the edge of her conciousness.
Great. Just great.
And to top it all off, the electrike was trying to lunge at her.
She saw something rolling into her vision, and Flung it at the electrike before she could think.
The last thing she noted before her muscles turned to wet noodles and the buzzing noise carried her off into unconsciousness was that she had just thrown a poke ball at the electrike.
Then she collapsed in a faint, looking like a purple hairball rather than a ratatta.

She wouldn’t know until she woke up, with a headache twice as painful as the horrible one she had had the day before, whether she had caught the electrike and freed it from its evil machine.


pokeball go!

This day was just too long. Dakota had just about knocked her own brains out in an attempt to open up a door. Flare Blitz was nobody's best friend. The poor puppy Pokemon somewhat stumbled to her feet and trudged along behind the rest of the other Pokemon. Her mood wasn't dampened in any sense, but she just had a huge headache. One paw moved in front of the other. Dakota knew this because her eyes were paying more attention to the floor rather than what was going on in front of her.

Maybe she should have been paying attention to in front of her instead. The group ended up bringing the black Growlithe to a room that literally made Dakota's fur stand on end. It wasn't from anger, but just from the electricity dancing in the air. Only when her hair was on end did the puppy's brown eyes glance up towards the scene.

Perhaps the puppy Pokemon had a one track mind, or maybe she did not recognize the Pokemon cruelty going on in front of her. Instead, she noticed that the Electrikes were puppies. And Dakota liked puppies. Her little stub of a tail wagged from side to side and she trotted in as if nothing was wrong. She attempted to sniff the rear end of the spotted green electric type in greeting. Instead of having another damp puppy nose pushed towards her, she had teeth lunging at her. Dakota did not like this. She backed away with a bit of a yelp and looked at her paws as if to check that she was still okay. Despite the appearance which Dakota could observe, she actually had taken a pretty harsh n** to the shoulder which had broken the skin slightly.

The black puppy let out a bit of a grunt and looked to the other Electrike in the room. Every single one of them looked upset, their backs arched, ears flat against their heads, and their stances seeming quite stiff. She was not in the mood to get hurt twice. She lay down a decent distance away so she could not get attacked again and began to think. How could she get these puppies to play with her?

A few stray thoughts managed to linger through her simple mind, and she came up with a few conclusions.

Conclusion 1: This room was really messing up her fur.
Conclusion 2: The strange harnesses were holding the puppies in place, preventing them from playing.
Conclusion 3: If these Pokemon bit her, she would have to bite back this time.

Tending to the first issue, Dakota used Safeguard, which created a small glow around her body and shielded her from the static in the air. The puppy panted slightly in relief, since her fur being on end like that did bother her slightly more than having a flea on her neck.

The growlithe stood there for a moment and looked over the situation again. With a nod of her head, the black puppy then charged into the pile of Electrike. The first one she approached rather quickly was the green spotted companion from earlier. If there was one thing that Dakota could do well, it was Bite onto things. Her own trainer commonly had to buy the black Growlithe new toys for her to chew on, since they tended to get destroyed too quickly. Dakota put the metal between her teeth and started to chew. She felt the sting of teeth upon her hind leg, which she growled out and lashed back at the Electrike with her own set of fangs. She quickly went back to work, and just as she broke the piece of metal, she got a swift zap to her body.

Yelping slightly as she was thrown back a bit, Dakota landed within the range of the first Pokemon she assisted. However, it did not attack. Instead, it huffed a short bark at her and went to the other side of the room and curled up. It was still not in a good mood (but who could blame it?) and did not seem ready to help its savior. The black Growlithe didn't realize that she had been shocked by the machine as she broke through the metal, but instead thought she got shocked by the Electrike. And in this simple puppy's mind, this would not do.

Dakota stood up once more and eyed the other three Electrike. Maybe if she moved around quicker, she could do a better job of not getting hurt? Nodding her head at her new plan, she began to run swiftly, using her Agility to her advantage. Instead of focusing on just one strange harness, Dakota ran in, would Bite onto the machine and snap the metal off, then run around the remaining Electrike until she was ready for the next round. Though this plan was going well, for some reason, the puppy Pokemon was still getting shocked, which caused the Growlithe to grunt out. Maybe it was a mistake and if she did this again she wouldn't get hit. She ran in again, latching onto the metal on the harness and snapping it off again. This time she yelped as she felt the electric energy pulsing through her body rather harshly.

Her injuries from earlier and now were really getting to her. Dakota no longer had the stamina to continue using Agility. Her brown eyes darted towards the corner in which the freed Electrike had been gathering, spying 2 green Pokemon and 1 gray Pokemon. Her eyes danced into the opposite direction and locked onto the blue Electrike. Would this one want to play after losing the strange harness? Dakota edged closer to it, her steps a bit heavier than before. The blue Electrike snarled at the black puppy, warning her to keep away. Would Dakota heed such warnings?

Apparently not, as she literally hoisted her forepaws on this Pokemon's back and began to Bite onto the contraption. Mid-chew, she felt another surge of electricity run through her, though this time it really was from the puppy she was trying to help. Apparently it decided to use Discharge to try and discourage her from doing anything more. Dakota's muscles in her mouth tensed solely due to the electricity surging through her. Her muscles tensed to the point where the sheer force of her gritting her teeth around the contraption broke the harness. The blue Pokemon wriggled out from under Dakota with its own grunt and went to join its companions.

Dakota flopped to the floor, much like a puppy pancake. She didn't really feel like playing much anymore. Her eyes were barely open as she looked to the other puppies. Just before her eyes shut, she managed to catch a glimpse of them beginning to approach her. Based off the aggressive behavior from earlier, she figured that the pack of Electrike puppies were going to attack. Her eyes were now shut, and she tensed her body, mentally wincing and preparing for the attack they were bound to do.

However, this was not Dakota's fate. Rather than attack, the 4 Electrike puppies huddled around Dakota, as if to try and protect their savior. Dakota smiled a small puppy smile, baring her teeth slightly before snuggling into the nearest fluffy-butt to take a well deserved rest. Maybe later they would want to play?

Zander's curiosity grew as the group of pokemon gathered around the door. He let out a burst of laughter as his peers turned into goofy-looking puffs of fur or feathers. The sandshrew's own hide was too rough and hard to create the same effect... thankfully. Wiggling his way though the crowd, Zander investigated the electrical room. It was then, he wished he was back in his desert, curled beneath the safe, warm sand. With a sullen gaze, he witnessed the horrifying scene. Poor pups, he thought. Obviously the elecrikes were being held there against their will, and the sandshrew crawled forward to the rescue.

"'Ey there, mate!" He greeted the electrikes with an outstretched claw. The dogs only reacted with a growl and a snap. Zander pulled his claws away, frowning. "Aw, c'mon sheila, I'm only tryin' to help." The sandshrew's comforting coo's was only met with an electric attack from his opponents. Zander shook off the attack, tsking his dissapointment, "Sorry to say, mate. That won't work on me." he said, knocking on his hard hide, as if it was obvious.

"Well, I'll give you a second chance later. Under more pleasant circumstances, perhaps." He withdrew from the grouchy dogs, and cautiously went to examine the machines. Not too long later, he spotted a crack in the "shell" of the machine. With his Metal Claw move to the aid, Zander ripped the exterior right off, revealing its intricate and vulnerable wires. Without a clue in the world about what he was doing, the sandshrew grabbed a handful of the wires, and yanked. Electrical jolts pulsed through the mouse's body. A little singed, but completely unharmed, Zander whispered, "Take that, Rockets!"

Rather proud of himself, the sandshrew stepped back to admire his work. He grinned, the machine completely silent. "You're welcome, pups." He said, tossing his pokeball at one of them. "You deserve a nice, safe rest."



POKEBALL GO!!

Just one.
One tiny white tipped paw carefully placed itself into the now open room.
A surge of energy seemed to coat the paw, causing it's tiny hair strands to quickly stand at attention.
Next came a petite plum snout, twitching nervously with long titanium white whiskers, detecting all that was insde this eerie room.
Pain and deppression seethed from it, hissing a pathetic sigh as the doors opened.
The little common field mouse known as 'Rattata' wrinkled his nose in distgust and idsbelief.
For what he saw before him was more heart-wrentching abuse.
Four en-slaved electric Pokemon lay before Tank.
His ruby eye's reflected the pain they were so clearly in.
The hissing and snapping of electricitydanced with rage across his glossy eye's.
Simply looking at the Pokemon, his own kin, his family, caused him to have to fight back a tear.
No human or Pokemon deserved this.
This was just wrong.
Another paw dipped into the prison, his head held up high, determination fired in his blood red eye's.
Taking tentitive steps in, Tank began to push through into the room.
The air was thick, and heavy.
It weighed down his already minut, light body.
The humidity was almost unbearable, as it forced his fur to rise uniformly.
He had to tuck his little head down and close his eye's as he tredged through, his ears drooping along with his coiled tail dragging behind him.
His mouth opened in a pant as he felt the electricty lash around him, through him, biting his body to suck his energy and focus.
But he continued to push through, carefully placing his paws, at a steady pace.
The Electrikes were obviously irritated, as would any other if they had been in their living conditions.
Their body's were barely hanging on to the low amount of sanity they still had.
Pain was etched in their eye's and souls.
Tank could hardly take it. His eye's clamped closed for a moment as he gasped for air through his mouth.
Opening his firey eye's once more, he stared at the condition.
His mind raced as to what he could do.
What could he do?
He was a simple Rattata.
He was not gifted with amazing moves as most were.
Just Physical attacks. He had no way of putting the Electrikes to sleep to ease their pain, he had no way to help them regain their strength, he couldn't teleport them.
A feeling of helplessness succumed Tank's mind.
Only one simple idea came to him, as he gazed at the prisoner Pokemon.
They were equiped with inhuman straps on their weak body's.
That's what was causing their pain.
Creeping along to the side of the machine, sparks clawing at him, Tank poised himself so he was facing all the straps connected to the Electrike.
Sheathing those ruby's once again he took a deep breath.
Lifting his tail with quite a struggle, it began to glow.
"This is all I can do..I'm sorry.." he said aloud, trying to show his hurting kin that he was doing the best he could to help them.
They let out low growls, but did not seem to budge as to not waste energy.
His hind lifted as well, as he placed his back paws against the wall behind him.
Peeling open in a flash, his eye's focused on the straps, his tail glowing like the Sun.
Using all his energy, Tank rushed the straps, using a Quick Attack and Iron Tail combination to release the dogs from their shackles.
As he ended up on the other side, the Electrike gave out a sighing howl, as the cords snapped their control from the puppies.
The Electrike collapsed to the ground with a small thud, as they were freed.
Panting excesivly, Tank's tail fell followed by his body.
His eye's blinked warily, looking to the Electrike.
The heaviness seemed to begin to thin, and the crackling of electricity was being shushed.
His eye's fluttered, as he breathed heavily.
It was all he could do.
Maybe he couldn't stop the machine immedeatly, but at least he could free the Electrike from the controlling grip.
Finally another idea rushed to his head.
Tank's trainer at the moment was in need of a companion, and these poor canine's were in need of a caring home.
Who better than his who was currently rented to?
It would give the Electrike a new chance.
Heaving his body up, the little Rattata bounded towards a box of Poke balls and carefully dumped it over, spilling it's contents.
Nudging them along with his muzzle he bumped them against the Electrike
in hopes of giving them a second chance.
For that's all he could do.
Now all he could do was let them rest and wait for what fate held in store.
He did his best to save his kin, it may not have been glamerous as other Pokemon could, but at least he freed them.


POKEBALL GO!!

Miu snarled as she walked into the room. Instantly, her fur puffed out, including her crest hair which now looked more like an Afro, and she could feel the crackle of electricity around her. Snorting in disdain, she took note of the large machine, her tails twitching behind her. "Koorie better damn well brush the static out of my fur or so help me Arceus....." Her ranting was cut short as the scent of four canines came to her. Padding around carefully, she found the four Electrikes in the back corner of the room.

"-grumble grumble- stupid humans -grumble grumble- haven't eaten....." A few of the Electrikes continued to mumble under their breaths, their hackles raised as they were forced to continued with their constant electricity feeding for the Rockets.

Miu padded closer and instantly getting attacked by a strong Thunder attack. Yelping a little, she took a small leap back and shook herself a bit. Watching the Electrikes, they did nothing to even acknowledge her, and it dawned on Miu that these poor canines were so exhausted that they wanted nothing near them. Now how, she had to get them out of that state and out of the individual hell that these scum-bag Rockets were putting them through. She could feel rage building up in her, and she had to physically shake her head in order to refocus herself on the task at hand; saving these poor pokemon - She could kill those poor excuses for humanity later.

She had to be careful, the electricity was thick around her, and the Electrikes were too close to the machines to simply just attack the machine itself; if it ended poorly and the machine blew up, the canines wouldn't stand a chance and all hope would be lost for saving them. As she began pacing back and fourth, her mind calculated quickly over all of the options she could do. Most of the fire attacks she knew would be far too powerful to use and would put them all at risk. She could use a confuse ray on the Electrikes, but that could cause them to then attack themselves or the machine, and that would end poorly as well. Now, her only option was to go in and free them herself, which would probably involve her having to knock them out and pull them away.

Using a Protect on herself, she bounded into close range, still feeling the electrical zap through her, but the brunt of the damage was taken away from her Protect. Coming to the first Electrike, she snarled as she was hit in the face by another Thunder attack. She quickly moved, using an Ember on the harness to weaken the metals, then snapping them quickly and efficiently with an Iron Tail attack. Once she had freed the first one, it collapsed in exhaustion. Moving to the second, then the third, she continued methodically to break the harnesses that kept the Electrike to the machine. Once she got to the fourth one, she could feel her muscles slowing as the electricity in the air caused her to come into paralasys. Gritting her teeth, she focused on the task at hand, pushing herself harder than ever to free the last Electrike.

Once all four of them had been freed, she then began to drag them from the room out to the door. Biting onto the scruff of the first one, electricity ran all the way through her, causing her to freeze as her muscles completely paralyzed. Breathing deeply, she slowly regained control over her body and began dragging the electric canine to the door. It took her what felt like hours, but in reality was only 10 minutes, for her to get three out of the four pokemon to the hallway where they could safely be tended to. She looked back into the room in pain, panting heavily as she watched the fourth, praying it would regain consciousness; she had no strength left at all and she had pushed herself far beyond her limits of capability. Seeing the bag of pokeballs near her, she closed her eyes, gathering the little strength she had left. She HAD to rescue that fourth and final pokemon, there was no 'if's 'and's or 'but's about it. Slowly, she forced herself to her paws, her heartbeat pounding heavily in her ears. Focusing on each step, she made her way to the ball bag and gently took one in her mouth, then walked into the room. Her breathing was hard and finally, she collapsed. Paralysis fully set in on her and she couldn't move her legs any more. Gently, she let the ball drop from her mouth and watched it roll to the final canine laying motionless on the floor. In a burst of red light, the pokemon disappeared into the ball and Miu smiled tiredly, the ball just in front of her. Slowly she closed her eyes, letting herself rest; she'd succeeded, she'd helped all four of them, and now she needed to rest in order to gain the strength in order to save her human companion and the other trainers.


POKEBALL GO!