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As soon as Roar heard gunshots, he quickly grabbed Petra's pokéball and recalled the frantic vaporeon, not willing to risk him getting hit. Just a few seconds after he replaced the pokéball on his belt, Roar bit back a howl and a string of vile profanity of his own when his vision was lit in a light show of pain. Pure determination was all that kept him on his feet - he was not going to be caught! Not only would Team Rocket not come to break him out but the Pokéforce would take away his Pokémon, and Fury would never let him hear the end of it. If he survived and made it back to headquarters tonight, he was personally going to kill whoever ratted on them.

Deciding the other two Rockets would have to find their own way out, a situation Seth could no doubt handle, TRP hurried back after the rest of the retreating group, bringing up the rear to make sure nobody else was left behind.


((I've gotta run for a bit, guys, but Lumi and I will be back later tonight to post again.))

None of Keira's pokemon could fly, or teleport. After all, if she had one that COULD teleport she would have been out of here already. No, her pokemon weren't at the stage where they would be of much use in either fashion, and none would ever be able to fly anyways. She figured she would have to make a distraction. Clutching the ball containing her bulbasaur, she would try and attack them with him, and see if that would distract them enough for her to make a dash for it. That was really all she could do at this point.

How many officers were waiting for them outside? Hopefully not too many, after all they were a small group, with not so many people. So it wouldn't be very good if they were outnumbered...they couldn't get caught here. Esther had her ears folded back, she didn't like this situation...

Why the hell this girl was bothering to touch him was beyond him. In fact, she had just impeded him a bit more, pulling his arm away from his equipment (aka Pokeball). Rather sharply in return, he slapped her hand away. No explanation, no change in his expression. Just a quick slap as if to tell her "No, BAD GIRL!" as if she was some sort of dog Pokemon.

He hovered close to Hayes, who in turn was following a rodent. 1337 was never the sort to really use his tools for anything more than tools. At the moment, the Pikachu was useful, so there were no complaints on his side.

At the mention of the plan, 1337 grinned a bit wider (if that was even humanely possible). "That was the plan to begin with!" It did not take a genius to figure out that 1337's Metagross was a perfect tool for such a hostile situation. Big steel-type Pokemon that more or less was not going to get affected by bullets.

Pulling his good arm back to his side, he plucked off a Pokeball from his belt and waited. They would have to get outside first before he could release his tool of the trade. They still had to get to the exit. His fingers twitched in anticipation (or was that from the pain in his other arm? Who knew?).

It hadn't been a maze getting in, and it wasn't a maze getting out. After they'd made a few turns to reverse direction, the going was pretty straightforward. Before long, 'EXIT' glowed in bright red letters at the end of the hallway. Their light source slowed to a halt and stopped, bringing a metal door with a push-bar into view. "P'ka!"

"Up!" The blond tapped his shoulder sharply. The Pikachu turned and made a leap. His little claws caught on the grunt's uniform and he raced up to the blond's shoulder where he stood, leaning forward alert and at the ready.

With his other hand holding a Pokeball at the ready, Hayes braced his palm against the door and grinned back at 1337. "Great, so let's do it." To the rest, he shouted, "When we get out there, break for the field! Get ready!"

And he smashed it open.

Keira nromally would have given 1337 an ear full for swatting her like that, but now wasn't the time. She quickly grabbed Esther by her scruff, throwing her onto her shoulder with her pokeball in hand. The exit! Perfect! Alright then! "Genbu! Use sleep powder on the officers when we get out!" she told the bulbasaur was was now running next to her. He wasn't the fastest pokemon out there, but he was able to keep up.

As they burst through the doors, Genbu grabbed onto Keira with his vines as he positioned the tip of his bulb at the officers. He shot as much sleep powder at them as he could muster as Keira yanked her arm, quickly pulling him towards her and into her arms. Now the plan was to just RUN! She didn't have a pokemon to fly on, so all she could do was count on her feet. Please let that be enough!

"Let's f*ck some sh*t up!"

Apparently, this was the computer hacker's idea of a good time. The two hackers and a handful of other grunts broke through the door. 1337 wasted no time and threw his Pokeball out. It popped open and bounced back to his left hand, red light forming into a rather large mass of a Pokemon.

"Time to PWN!"

Yes, 1337 like corny catch phrases. Apparently the stupid girl from before had managed to get her bulbasaur out first and was using sleep powder. Fortunately, it had no effect on the Metagross since it hadn't fully emerged yet.

A few gunshots were taken, but the moment the large metal Pokemon emerged, the bullets simply ricocheted off of it. It's large red eyes scanned the area, noting the puny police officers (well, puny in comparison to it). It didn't attack, since the command hadn't been given yet.

1337 turned to Hayes and asked "Can I get a lift with ya?" There was a pause as he then turned to his Pokemon. The command was simple.

"Use Psychic to disable the officers. Turn them to face the direction of the other units arriving. If any officers start to show up, open fire."

The Metagross said nothing. Instead, the large metal X across its face glowed of various different colors. Fortunately for 1337, this Pokemon was an obedient little tool that did exactly as told. Just like a good tool should. Once it had charged up the attack, the Metagross concentrated its efforts on the police officers, blue energy starting to glow around them in an effort to manipulate them strictly with its mind.