The March - The Kill {Horde Attack}

[wynnyelle]

Chunga bit into a fresh liechi fruit he had plucked from a nearby tree of the same name. Liechis were one of his favourites, that is, when there was no meat around. He much preferred kills to anything else, but fruits were nice too, always had been.

He was sitting there chowing down on it when he heard something, voices from farther off. He stepped to the nearby edge of the forest and looked out. There, in the distance, a rather large group of pokemon was marching towards them.

"Hm." Chunga wasn't sure he liked the looks of this. Especially not that ursaring and arcanine near the front. Predators all right, and of very mixed type. He decided to go tell the others.

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The first ones he found back in the alcove area were the sheep. "Uh, you guys, there's a whole buncha unfriendly pokees headin' this way."

"What?" Charna looked up from her daugter to the furret. "What do you mean, unfriendly?"

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General Slashthroat fast approached the edge of the woods. "I saw at least one pokemon right around here. They're just in this way if what our spies told me is right." He whirled around to face his pack one last time before the attack. "We attack now! Kill any pokemon you see, and any females you see, knock them out and take them prisoner. Our numbers could use some upping." He turned back to the forest. "NOW!" he roared, and came charging into the forest.

[Starrunner]

Flame ran to Kurlia and she touched her and they disappeared. She soon reaappeared and said, "Grab Inyena and we will run." she looked at charna desperately.

[wynnyelle]

Charna had already grabbed Inyena and gotten out of there. "Come on Flame!"

Sunshine followed after her mother quickly.

They were gone when the General blustered into the area full of bloodlust. But several ex-prisoners were not. "Kill them!" he roared as he tore into the nearest pokemon, a hapless buneary.

[Steven]

Scarblade quickly charged in "Yes finally the slaughter begins!" he cried. He didn't want to take female Pokemon hostage because he preferred to kill them. The large Zangoose glanced around the cleairng trying to spot a perfect Pokemon. He noticed a few Zigzagoon trying to flee. Quickly Scarblade jumped on them and smashed their heads in with a Crush Claw, he didn't even bother thinking. Scarblade stormed off again looking for more Pokemon's lives to end with his Crush Claw.

[Starrunner]

Deathstrike flew at a ivysaur and sliced the bud off it's back with shadowclaw.

[wynnyelle]

Rambler went leaping straight at a growlithe, barely more than a pup, and before it could retaliate he had sunk his teeth into its neck and ripped the jugular out. When the growlithe was dead he moved on, killing a treecko and then a chikorita.

Pokemon screamed and bellowed as they were chased through the forest and slaughtered.

"YOU WILL ALL DIE!" General Slashthroat roared as he attacked.

Chunga raced through the woods, hearing the screams of attacked and dying pokemon. Something moved inside of him, and he felt it building, reaching out from his depths until it made his paws, nose and tail tingle. I don't have to stand for this. The alcove doesn't have to stand for this.

He found himself face to face with Captain Florella.

Florella snarled at him, almost smiling, "ready to die, furret?"

A strange look came into Chunga's eyes. "Heh, who's telling whom they're ready ta die, ya overgrown mutt? I think a wakeup call's in order."

And with a strength unknown to furrets, he picked Florella up by the tail and flung her up through the trees. Florella went howling through the air and landed clear of the forest, breaking a couple bones as she hit the ground.

Chunga, still tingling with a magical energy, moved through the woods to take down the rest of the assailants.

[Clif]

Miran grinned to himself as he watched the others break out into a frenzy, he himself sitting in the background, watching for any oddities that might be of danger to the group. He observed the strange furret simply toss the captain clear out of sight, ~Damn, what the hell has that thing been eating?~ he thought to himself, mentally noting to keep clear of the supernatural being.

After sitting still for long enough, the ditto decided to take action and morphed out of his umbreon form and into that of a charizard, still a wicked grin lining his maw. Slowly backing off from where his allies were indulging themselves in combat, he made sure he was concealed amongst the trees before he slid his tail-flame over to a tree and holding it there.

In a matter of seconds, the flame expanded and latched itself onto the bark, at first slowly expanding, but eventually it reached the top of the tree, eating away at the bark and leaves. With this first ignition, the mimic charizard opened its mouth and unleashed a flamethrower through the forest, lighting up many trees at once as the blast traveled quite a distance, engulfing many trees and adding to the inferno. ~Let it all burn down!~ the ditto thought as he quickly morphed back into an umbreon to avoid all suspicion for starting the fire.

[wynnyelle]

The fire crackled and then roared. Whole stands of trees had burst into flames. Smoke billowed up into the sky as the flames flapped higher. Alcatraz did not know that his alcove home was burning.

"Good work!" roared the general to the charizard. "Let's torch this whole filthy place! Well, Alcatraz! Where are you now that your home and citizens are dying and burning!"

Chunga saw that more had to be done to save this place. Let it rain...let it rain. It was not a raindance. It was more. As the conflagration consumed the woods, the skies suddenly turned cloudy. A burst of unnaturally heavy rain began to pelt the woods, pouring down in a burst of steam when it hit the fire.

[Omega]

Out of the skies came Veneno, just arriving from the Great Lake. His eyes widened as he witnessed the Horde destroy Alcatraz's Alcove. "What in the pokegods' holy hell is going on here!?"

[wynnyelle]

Huzza followed, coming after Veneno in the rain. "Lookin like a fire's whah' be happenin! Thank th' Great Hooga fer the rain!"

When he got further into the woods, he could barely see in the steam and smoke. Dead pokemon lay everywhere around the alcove. And nearby he found General Slashthroat.

The rain fell heavier, impossibly heavy rain that made it almost impossible to see. The ursaring glared up at him as the fire died. "You."

"Yuh, it be me," said Huzza as he dealt the General a powerful electric current. "Yer good fer nuffin' but bein' dead!"

[Omega]

"You sick, twisted, bastard!" yelled Veneno, "You imprison pokemon with no sustenance whatsoever. But is that enough for you? NO! You have to hunt them down and destroy Alcatraz's home in the process! If there is a hell, you can bet you'll be there very soon!"

[wynnyelle]

"It's you who's going to hell, traitor! These weaklings got what they deserved. Rambler!" General Slashthroat barked at the grey and white furret. "A bunch of escapees headed down south of here, I saw them." He coughed in the smoky air. "Go after them!"

"Yes sir." Rambler bounded sinuously down the trail, coughing a few times himself. All around them were wet black ashes as the rain continued to pour down.

"I think it's time for this lil ol party to end," said Chunga, and he dealt the General a tailwhip that sent Slashthroat flying back bodily into the air, as well as any other pokemon near him. They were blown clear out of the woods, landing not too far from Florella.

Florella lay growing even weaker in the downpour. She had gotten up but could not find sufficient shelter from the immensely hard rain. It had taken its toll on the fire pokemon. "General!" she barked. "I'm down for the count, sir. I've got to get off this leg, get it healed or something. Think I busted a few ribs too. That stinking furret! He's gonna pay for this!"

"That stinking furret is no furret," said the General, sitting up with pain from the impact of his landing. "I don't know what the hell he is but he did things that no furret could do. We have to regroup. Take our survivors back to the Fortress at once to tell the Shadowlord what's happened here. Anyone who does not come back with us will be presumed dead."

[Omega]

Veneno took this opportunity to sent an air slash at Slashthroat. "This is for all those years of slavery!"

[wynnyelle]

The air slash cut a gash across the General's chest. Blood oozed out, quickly growing runny and diluted in the strong but abating rain. "That's it. DIE!" He aimed a Crunch at the bat pokemon.

[Omega]

Veneno, being a flying type, dodged the ursaring's attack with little difficulty. "You're going to have to be quicker than that, you bloated bear!" he said as he swooped back down and sank his fangs into Slashthroat's arm with a savage poison fang.

[wynnyelle]

ooc: NO AUTOING.

ic: The ursaring pulled his arm away and the attack missed. "You want a piece of me? Here!" He aimed a powerful punch right at Veneno's body.

[Omega]

OOC: Slashthroat's an NPC, is he not?

The punch knocked Veneno to the ground. He lay, unconscious and vulnerable.

[Steven]

Scarblade, meanwhile was having fun in his killing frenzy as he sprint through the rain. "Yahoooo!" he yelled slashing through innocent Pokemon. He killed three Zigzagoons, two Rattata, a Houndour, and a Eevee. The Zangoose soon wathced as a Furret sent the General flying. Scarblade quickly turned back trying to distance himself form the 'Furret' that he had just seen. He slipped into the undergrowth waiting for his moment to come back out and continue his strike.

[wynnyelle]

ooc: Slashthroat's a major NPC and in fact pretty much all of my characters are technically NPC because I don't submit chara sheets for them. I need a lot of charas because I run this place. However, I'll let it slide because I didn't make that clear. Sorry.

ic: Chunga came bursting out of the forest, more nonchalant-appearing than he probably should have been. With frightful casualness, he sucker punched the General and the General fell down cold.

Then the furret raced with unnatural speed back into the woods. He could feel his rush of godly energy beginning to wind down. He had to get this job finished before it was too late.

He soon encountered the zangoose preying on the last few hapless pokemon who had stayed behind despite the slaughter and the now-extinguished fire. "Hello," he said darkly. "Mind standing still while I kill ya, there?" His eyes seemed to gleam with an opalesent glow.

[Omega]

Veneno remained unconscious.

[Starrunner]

"May I, general?" Deathfang asked, limping with a broken leg and numerous flesh wounds. She gathered the strenth to kill the bat.

[wynnyelle]

The General was not responding. He had been knocked out cold.

[Omega]

Suddenly, Verrou appeared out of the charred forest. He didn't ask any questions. He knew what was happening. Thinking on his feet, he lifted Veneno onto his back and dashed away from where the Horde members were focused.

[wynnyelle]

Chunga staggered through the forest, low on energy. Just about everyone was dead or had fled the scene. There were many bodies, but many more had gotten away. He had done his work...

The rain slowly died away and the furret began to feel a strange tiredness, a feeling like he was fading away.

[Steven]

Scarblade had actually been startled by Chunga's appearance. He had not ever felt such tremendous power. Quickly he fled the scene. He ran through the forest till he came upon other Horde members, he saw the the General knocked outcold. Things had actually felt quite different than he thought they were going. He wasn't scared or anything. Just often caught by surprise. Scarblade had been indeed satisfied with all the killing he had done today. But seeing the mighty General knocked out was. He turned to see another Pokemon carrying another bat like one on its back. This situation is just getting out of control, even the General is down! He thought.

[Clif]

Miran saw that everything was taking a turn for the worst as the general too was knocked out and unable to continue the fight. The ditto morphed once again into a charizard only to cause an earthquake, uprooting a few trees nearby in order to make some sort of barrier between the supernatural furret-being and the general and captains.

~They better be pretty damn grateful that I decided to come along...~ he thought as he once again morphed; this time into an alakazam once he was close enough to the higher-ups. He established a psychic mind link between the remaining Horde members ~Those who are of the Horde and wish to retreat, your only chance is now.~ he telepathically said, beginning to focus his psychic energies in order to pull of a multi-pokemon teleport.

[Omega]

Verrou laid Veneno on the ground. "Veneno, wake up!"

Veneno's eyes gradually opened. He blinked a few times and became airborne once more. "What happened?"

"You were knocked out by Slashthroat," replied Verrou.

"That bastard. I'll fucking cut off his dick and shove it down his throat when I'm done with him!" yelled Veneno.

"I love your enthusiasm, but now isn't the time, we should get out of here," replied Verrou.

[Starrunner]

Deathstrike nudged her general. "General, GENERAL?" She called, pawing his arm.

[Clif]

The mimic alakazam turned his head towards Deathstrike, "You'll just make it worse if you move him at all, we have no idea about what he has broken. You can panic all you want, it just makes you a bad influence for the rest of our troop. Morale requires that most of us keep a calm, cool, head. If you start panicking, they will see weakness in us. Do you want to be seen as weak in your allies' eyes?" he said, inwardly snickering at how the feline was reacting to the situation, assuming that it was her first major experience in combat against the forces of the Light.

~They sure have some tricks up their sleeves...I'll give them that, we shall return once more, seeing that this area isn't as heavily guarded as we previously assumed...~ Miran thought to himself.

[wynnyelle]

The General finally stirred. He grunted and sat up. "I'm up, dammit, let's get the hell out of here. The Shadowlord needs to hear about this."

A rumbling, shaking took over the ground where they sat or stood. It was radiating out from the furret, from behind the fallen trees. The rumble crescendoed into a violent quake as the ground bucked beneath them.