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It had been some time after the incident with Team Rocket, Sadie's clothing had changed considerably. Instead of her more common black cloak attire, she was dressed in a blood red jacket with black shirt beneath that. Blood red pants and black knee high boots. Black gloves graced her thin hands, her thin face framed by dark blue locks of hair. Sticking out the sides of her head yellow tabby like ears twitching in annoyance. Behind her, Razor walked silently, though his wings buzzed with irritation. Perhaps from not knowing where they were going, or what was going through his mistress's head.

Sadie wandered the dark forests of her home Valley, her blood red eyes searching for something, she could feel the energies in the area weren't their norm. No, something was happening and it was driving her insane not knowing. Breaking past the trees and into the open, she spotted one of her team. Oracle. There was a darkness in the Gardevoir's eyes, a fire that wasn't there before.

"Oh-ho what's going on here?" Sadie asked crossing her arms a bit, though her ears twitched thinking she heard someone else there with them...

Sadie turned her head as she heard the sounds of wings not too far from where she were standing. Glancing back, Razor faded into the shadows to investigate the visitors and see if they would be allowed to enter the valley or be driven away, over head the black clouds only seemed to get blacker as the day, or was it night, wore on. Sadie glanced back to Oracle as the gardevoir watched its trainer carefully, waiting for another movement. She wasn't foaming at the mouth or anything like that, but Sadie could only imagine what was going through her friend's mind as something welled deep within her body.

"Good, let that fire burn Oracle, you know you've been holding back. Ever since you started training with me, you've been holding back." Sadie hissed as she clapped her hands together to pull forth her choice of weapon, a sisterly black pitchfork. "And now, it's time to draw that fire out..."

Razor appeared near the clearing where Poke and her onsomble of pokemon landed and dismounted. A flygon, that was a new one, so wasn't the glaceon. Now where had Poke gotten those two, he could only wonder. Shifting his weight around some, he approached, the darkness about his form crackling like an electric fence in the rain. "What business do you have here?" he asked crossing his arms, claws claming themselves closed, not in the least scared of the firebreather.

Razor had indeed been branded with a few new scars from his dealings with the TR goons. They hadn't gone easy on him, fascinated with his darkness and how it made him different from the others. He had lost count of how many were left with scars and missing limbs. He watched Poke as she looked him over, eyes narrowing some, his wings buzzed loudly in irritation, waiting for Poke to step back before she too lost something. Hos dark gaze slipped to the gasping pokemon on the ground before skyward toward Ziggy who had stepped over toward him.

"Your son, if that's what you want to call him, is fine." Razor pointed out bluntly. "He's about somewhere, always lurking the shadows." His head turned back to Poke, "Sadie is that way, dealing with Oracle, seems that pure blood isn't as pure as everyone thought some years ago."

Leaping back into the shadows, Razor headed back toward where the feelings of dread pulsed from. It was there, that Oracle stood glaring into nothing, her skirts flowed hauntingly around her thin legs. Oracle had thought herself as a pure blood, someone who couldn't be as bad as those her trainer bore. But it seemed that recent events changed something. Something snapped within Oracle that couldn't ever be mended.


Somewhere nearby, a young Charmeleon stalked the shadows, his amber colored eyes glancing around the area. A familiar scent came to his muzzle, mother. Snorting to himself, he headed in that direction, stopping behind Poke and her followers. He grimaced seeing his mother, but the ice pokemon seemed to tickle his fancy some. A smirk crossed his face as he stepped from the trees, his dark hide showing no shine, though there really wasn't any light anyways. Taking a breath, he aimed to fire a stream of embers toward the glaceon. He wasn't in the least bit nice like his sister...

Ptolemy, glanced up at his mother as she cried out, before he looked back at the glaceon whom was blowing a bit of Icy wind at him. Stepping back he took in a breath and fired another burst of embers at it, before ceasing his attack on the pokemon to look up at his mother once more. Pulling himself onto his hind legs. "What mother?" he asked, his voice deep, almost hollow toned. "Come to see if I were still living?" It seemed that something was keeping him from being happy to see his mother. Something in the back of his head was telling him that he should be happy while another said other wise.

Deeper in the forst, Razor lounged uncareingly behind Sadie, listening to Poke's approach, though Sadie seemed too distracted by what was happening with Oracle. His eyes were locked on the psychic pokemon as she appeared to battle with something. "Come on Oracle, just let it go." Sadie hissed as she stepped toward the pokemon. Oracle drifted backwards as the flames seemed to burn brighter within her eyes.

~No!~ Oracle cried shaking her head, withering some. ~No.~

"Stop resisting." Sadie stepped forward again, bringing the pitchfork into a tighter grip. "You know it'll happen sooner or later."

Oracle shook her head as she cried out again as another few pulses escaped her body and traveled along the ground. Soon all was still and Oracle just drifted there, She still looked the same, but that thread that was snapped was unraveling and unraveling fast. Eyes closed, Oracle seemed almost lifeless, Sadie waited to see what would come of this. She knew that at some point her training with her pokemon will pay off...

Ptolemy snorted huffing out a small puff od flame from his mouth. His eyes glared at the icy pokemon before glancing back at his mother. Nothing had happened to him while he was with team rocket, rather someone else had opened his eyes showing him that he wasn't fit to be around his mother. That she had dumped him after his birth into this human's arms so she didn't have to look after him.

"Team Rocket did nothing to me. Someone else just opened my eyes that I was unwanted by you." He pointed out knowing well that it would upset Ziggy greatly. "Why I was never searched for afterwards and was found by this human. You don't know how it was, you possibly only sought out my siblings, leaving me behind." Shaking his head, he didn't want to speak of all this anymore, he turned to leave his tail flicking behind him.


Sadie turned toward the sounds of someone behind her, she caught sight of Razor, but someone else was there. Shaking her head she looked back at Oracle whom was still just drifting, though the change had begun. Sadie could only grin as he speared the ground with her pitchfork into the ground and pulled off her jacket and tossed it to the ground. Leaving her thin frame visible in her black shirt and pants. Walking roward Oracle whom snapped out of her trance and glared at Sadie.

"Come on, you can do better then this," Sadie hissed as Oracle mimiced the hiss hovering somewhat around, her arms coming up. "WE both know that once the balance had been shifted there's not balance anymore. So come on, let it fall the rest of the way."

Oracle bounced back before coming forward, Sadie stepping to the side knocking her to the ground where she hissed slowly picking herself up. Razor knew this training, he had gone through the same thing when he was younger. Sadie watched Oracle with the look of disgust, seeing that Oracle was still resisting with change, it seemed that the pure blood wasn't quite ready to give into the darkness it was consuming all these years.

Ptolemy looked back at his upset mother, part of him wanting to comfort her, but the more darker side told him to remain still. He didn't wish to hurt his own mother, but someone else had gotten to him and he apparently was listening to this 'other' more then even his own kin. "I do want to be strong, I AM strong." He huffed looking up at his mother, not moving from where he stood, "but someone else has shown me that even a mother's care falters." Shaking his head he looked away from his mother, knowing that he would be the one to disband from his kin. "Watch over the others, I no longer need your protection. I have others, one who has taught me much. I'm sure you know him, Dart."

~

Sadie watched Oracle as she struggled still against the imbalance of powers within her body, wishing well that things would balance out once again. but Sadie seemed to leave Oracle alone before walking over toward Razor and where Poke was hiding. Her expression still hard, but she glanced in Poke's direction. "I thought I heard someone." She grinned as her ears twitched "Been some time Poke, how are you and your team?" she asked as if she were greeting a long lost friend, instead of sort of rival. In truth she did consider the girl an ally, but that's about it.

Oracle took the time to gather herself as she raised her hands in a prayer stance, though her shifting eyes remained closed. Once and a while there was a twitch as her mind traveled the years she had been with Sadie. The hardships, the troubles they had faced and she had been there unyielding. There were the days in Yamiyo, the disgrace of Wizzrobe. She twitched again as images started floating through the minds within the reaches of the clearing edge.

Oracle first coming to Sadie, whom took her in generously seeing there would be a great life for the young ralts.

Oracle training hard to make her owner proud, leaning to harness her psychic abilities and using them to her advantage.

That dreaded night when her trainer was betrayed by her only companion, the first thread snapped that night.

Battling with Wooga, but losing. Another thread snapped that day knowing she could have done much better.

Finally Team Rocket. Capturing her allies, her trainer and forcing them to battle needlessly. The final thread of three snapped, thus causing her imbalance.

Shaking her head, Oracle's mouth opened to a silent scream, but those that were mentally connected to her heard an ear piercing scream that could blow a few ear drums if close range. Another unstable pulse of psychic energy raced along the ground tearing foliage and grass that laid within its wake. Oracle, was indeed changing and it certainly wasn't for the better...

Ptolemy watched his mother take off, even the low grow frightened him. Shaking his head he looked at the others that cowered back away from the Charizard. Snorting, he turned away from them and started walking once more. He was going to leave those of his past behind and take on his new life, one that would hurt many, but if wasn't his intent.

Dart lounged on his normal beach, his black hide standing out against the white sands like a large rock. The water lapped at his muzzle as the time had come in a little in the small... large lake, the warm water felt good, though the sounds of wings made his ears twitch. Someone was coming and they sounded in a hurry, a grin crossed his features as Dart merely rollwed over onto his side acting as if he didn't care.

~

Sadie looked back toward Oracle as her ears flattened back and she has to shaker her head to ease the screaming that rang from one temple to the other. Oh that was damaging and Sadie was sure she would have a headache after all this. "Oracle is coming to grasp that she's more then what she thought she was." Sadie muttered still loud enough to hear. "I suspect that all that's happened through the years has finally snapped those threads of hers."

A grin came over Sadie's face as she turned back toward Poke. She was glad that Oracle was finally being thrown over the edge, it was about time too. With everything had/has happened she was surprised she had lasted this long. Sadie had wondered what had finally lead to that final thread to snap sending the balance within to fall lopsidedly. "I don't think it will be long until she comes to the fact that she's not as pure as the rest of her kind. Till then, I will just have to keep at her to keep the balance lopsided." A darkness came over Sadie once again, one that could have been most frightening to those that didn't quite know her. But those that did know her might not be as frighten.. Given the person.

Ptolemy stopped and looked back at the glaceon with a snarl. He hadn't the time for any of this, he had to find Dart, though had a sinking feeling that his mother had found him already. Bearing a bit of fang, he glared down at the ice pokemon with some kind of hatred, even if he didn't even know that pokemon at all. "What!?!" he snapped. "Don't you think I know that, but things have changed, I have changed. I'm the same weak Charmander she remembers." He rattled off taking an advancing step forward. "Don't think I won't attack again just because you are mother's friend." Growling he brought his face down close to hers.

Dart's eyes snapped open as he leaped backwards, skidding just out of reach to the oncoming flames. So it was a firebreather that had come after him this time. His dark gaze turned upwards as the Charizard swooped over head. Ah, he thought he knew this one, it certainly has a scent he knew, but couldn't quite place. Snorting he raised himself up menacingly upon his hind legs, his horned head turning to face the firebreather. "Who dares spit fire at me?" he called loudly so that he could be heard. "I have no quarrel with you, so just go play somewhere else." He made a dismissing motion with a paw, yawning some as if unamused.

~

Sadie glanced back over her should toward Oracle, unaware of the fight that was going on at Crescent island. She thought if how to put things into simple terms. Then again was there a simple way to put things, Oracle's balance was off it would never be refound here. And Sadie was going to make sure that it remained off balance in any means possible. Turning back to Poke, Sadie leaned sidelong against a tree, her back to her 'suffering' pokemon.

"Oracle had once told me that her balance is held by threads. Once three have snapped the balance was off and would take a great deal of time to mend, I plan on keeping them torn. Driving her toward the darker side to of the spectrum. So yes, she will be acting more or less like Razor and Dart. She won't be the fun loving pokemon she started as." Sadie explained in bluntness, though some things might have still been in the dark. Glancing toward the bored Razor, she grinned. "Go help your friend, she needs... Comforting."

Razor's wings buzzed as a grin crossed his face, comforting, the key word to break them down even more to accept their dark intentions. To show them that no one was going to come to their rescue, no, no one was coming and Sadie would make sure that Poke remained where she was, by force if need be. Leaping from his spot, he appeared before Oracle whom glanced up at him, shaking, eyes pleading, but he merely brought a sharp claw down at her back. Driving hr further into the ground. This was the way he knew to bring forth the darkness in others, by breaking their pure spirit.