I Don't Have To Try

[Starrunner]

Deathstrike gritted her teeth in pain.

[Steven]

Scarblade merely sat there. He was barely injured in the fight, or so he thought. The Zangoose really didn't care for his injuries, he let them heal on their own. He never let them hold him back, nothing never did. He sat there and watched Chancol and the rest of the troop. He sensed so much weakness I got to get what I am looking for and get the heck out of here soon... he thought.

[Starrunner]

Deathstrike groaned againn, sending ripples in the blood pool where she lay.

[Destiny]

Ty walked east until he saw some Pokemon up a head.

[wynnyelle]

"Will do, sir," said General Slashthroat. "That furret is cause for our attention on the matter, if I may venture to say so." He looked at Deathstrike. "You heard the Shadow Lord. It's time for boot camp for you."

[Destiny]

"Humph. I'm looking for a Charmander." Ty said as he ran up to the General.

[Starrunner]

Deathstrike could not move or make a sound, the pain was too great.

[Jespeon]

Zilla was almost rolling on the floor laughing by now. It took her about ten minutes before she could even take a breath between them. "You... were... beaten... by... a... furret?" she managed to say. She burst out laughing again. "Oh yes Chancol your army is amazing isn't it, beaten by the most common Pokemon round here!" She was almost crying from happiness by now. She loved other Pokemon's misfortunes or 'patheticness' and this was a perfect opputunity. "You lot may as well go and join Rayzor, you're about as strong as he is!" She wiped the tears from her eyes and calm down again from her hysteria. "Well I haven't met you lot yet have I, how are you?" she asked, still grinning slightly wider than her normal smirk.

[Clif]

Chancol kept his thoughts to himself, deeming Zilla as one who couldn't or chooses not to utilize their logical skills, the charmeleon figured something damn strange would occur eventually, with an oddity like himself living, he knew there had to be more supernatural beings out there other than a couple legendaries. Silently he shook his head as he continued to associate with the small troop.

Quite a long time ago he had finished healing the feline pokemon, "General, I'd rather not be told whether or not she's of greenie status or not, such a low level of pain tolerance puts her at the lower end of said rank. You better train her well or kill her off, the choice'll probably give it incentive to get of its damn self-pitying ass and get to work instead of crying in pain after being healed. Unless you have more to report, you're free to leave," he stated simply.

[Steven]

Scarblade merely watched as everybody begun to show their...evil colors. Talking evil, laughing at others misfourtenes. He chuckled. However still he knew he did not need to be healed. He looked at his wounds and ignored them as he had always done. He looked at Deathstrike, wondering if she was a strong or weak member of the Horde. Scarblade rose up to his legs and prepared to walk away.

[Starrunner]

Deathcloud bowed head head and said, "Thyank you, my lord and I will kill all who oppose you." Her red eyes flashed crimson and a new energy flared inside her. The energy to surve and kill.

[Jespeon]

Zilla's attitude changed in a split second as Chancols brain whirred into action. Her grin disappeared and she snapped at him angrily, not bothering to listen to the end of his thought and instantly thinking he was insulting her logic skills. She brushed this aside and giggled at Deathcloud. "Oh I haven't laughed this much in years!" she said. "Your Deathstrike is pathetic! You may as well dispose of it and get a new one." She refered to the Pokemon as meerly an item, rather than a creature. "Eat it, kick it out, I don't care but its not worth keeping it. Give it me, I'll torture it, it'll be fun!" Her eyes fell over to the Zangoose, Scarblade. "And give me him too," said Zilla, eyeing him closely. His brain didn't seem quite as muddled with all this 'worshipping the Horde' problem thta most of Chancols followers had. The Horde were, quite litrally, a thing of the past, though she would play her game with Chancol for now and let him think she trusted him. To be honest, Zilla hadn't said a thing about herself to him, yet he had revealed all of his plans to her, quite funny really since she hadn't even needed to know that, it was just a little extra info that would definately come in handy later.

[Ren]

Luna shifted uncomfortably. A group such as these beaten by a furret. This was discouraging. Though deep down, she thought it was funny also, she did not express this feeling. Instead, she examined everyone of them closely. Finally, she looked at Zilla for the first time in the eyes. Something wasn't right...

The dog-pokemon had seen all she wanted. ~The horde really has fallen,~ she thought. The houndoom simply tilted her head to the side. "What a strange group," she mumbled and stood. She had better things to do and would come back later. Maybe.

[Ren]

((For one reason or another, I couldn't modify my other post. So, I'll just make a second one. ^___^))

There was a slight shake of the ground as a suicune gracefully walked towards the group. She smirked when she saw Zilla, noting details. "Excuse the interuption," she stated, though she wasn't incredibly worried if she interupted or not. She sat, her eyes examining the area. Pathetic, she thought. She had never been to the Fortress before, so she wasn't sure what to expect. But she did expect more than this.

[Sephalesh]

The Lunatone from earlier appeared from the shadows again. He immediately saw that the Hitmonlee had failed to deliver his message. Pitiful Find- hold He thought to himself. The moon pokemon had found everything that the Chancol needed to learn about the prison break, and even more, but that wasn't going to be very useful for anything. His blood red eyes surveyed the scene before him in an instant.

The charmeleon stood in the center of it all, like always. The fire pokemon seemed irritated, but that was just an illusion of the eye. The giant legendary, Zilla, was eyeing everything as a snake would eye it's next dinner. That was only another opportunity to build up the horde. A suicune had walked in just before the Lunatone, and showed disdain for everything around her. One to be wary of, one who would most likely be swayed by other's power. Of course, the rest were various other pokemon, but few were worth the Lunatone's attention. Luna, was one of those worth his attention. Another key to the current Shadowlord if used correctly. The others were all assessed in a heart beat. These pokemon had just been on a mission, and by all results, apparently had failed. He already knew that, from his other sources.

It took only a second, and the Lunatone's face betrayed nothing, and it's thoughts were a muddled assortment of crossed wires. He had spent most of his life in the presence of psychics, and had crossed his thought patterns again and again. He coughed slightly, pulling some attention to him. "Great shadow Lord. We meet again. I see that you are busy, but I have to submit my report, and thereafter submit a small request of My lordship's time. Did you heed my advise on the eevee? No? Yes?" The Lunatone said conversationally as he entered into the group. With a minimal pause, the moon pokemon continued. "In any case, I would suggest moving your attention away from healing such rabble, and focus it more on important matters, such as the super natural pokemon that have been plaguing you lately." The lunatone suggested. He glanced at the suicune and Zilla very openly, and suspiciously. His voice hinted at something else entirely.

[Clif]

The charmeleon looked over at the lunatone, his interest in what the rock pokemon had found swiftly overturning his questioning attitude as to why a suicune would waltz straight into the Fortress, knowing what awaited it. Due to that kind of confidence, the charmeleon walked by the legendary, having been quite fed up with dealing with overconfident legendaries for one day, he barely gave any attention to the canine, "Sure, whatever, talk to her," he said, and without even making eye-contact, he gestured her to Zilla.

Chancol approached the strange, yet seemingly intellectual lunatone that had requested for his attention. His pace quite slow for a seemingly ticked-off charmeleon, the Shadow Lord strolled over to his newly arrived subordinate, he had somewhat forgotten what advice the newcomer had given him before, but gave no outward inclination about having forgotten. "Heh, I haven't been busy enough to ignore a potentially useful report on what had recently happened while my attention was focused in this area with that blasted legendary and the recent mission failure..." he repsonded, his eyes rolling and head shaking as he finished his first statement.

His eyes showed a very vague sign of peaked interest as the strangely shaped--taking into consideration that very few floated with no arms and legs--pokemon brought up his most recent mental ailment, said ailment being the super-natural that had defeated two of his sturdier officers, "So, what information do you bring?" was all he gave to the newcomer, ears open to analyze and pick apart anything that was said to him.

[Sephalesh]

The Lunatone smiled. It's blood red eyes calmly searching for something interesting among the rabble. Being a psychic pokemon, he spoke mostly telepathically, and that is what he did. "mi'lord, I am gracious. My report won't take a large amount of your time. All of the prisoners are seemingly talking about some sort of god that apparently released them from their shackles of bondage. It could even be one such legendary that was strangely absent from another place you had much interest in lately. I have confirmed that we have lost an entire section of the dungeon, sadly. Pity. . . We need to restock on prisoners. Anyway, I thought you wouldn't mind me staffing the dungeon with a few more gaurds, who have already been compensated. That should halt the problem of future jailbreaks, mi'Lord." The lunatone's voice was succinct and flowing. It was almost a music to the ears. While he was talking, the moon pokemon managed to float around Chancol, so he was closer to the legendary pokemon. He gave no indication of having moved. The lunatone just managed to drift.

[Ren]

Luna stared at the levitating pokemon. It wasn't speaking to her, of course, but she listened anyway. Strange...normally she wouldn't care. But things were getting harder and it was difficult to find allies. And what was this about a god? She believed in no such thing; they were simply stories her brother would tell her at night. "Interesting..." she mumbled.

[Clif]

Chancol quickly put two and two together, so quick that a very confident smirk appeared upon his face, ~Ah, he doesn't have the guts to show up in my face does he!~ he thought, his eyes showing his interest in the situation. The charmeleon scratched his chin for no apparent reason as he made eye-contact with the lunatone, somewhat confused as to how it didn't know whom it was being told about, the floating rock seemed to be old enough to have lived much longer than the charmeleon, but then again memory might have failed the moon-like being.

Quickly the Shadow Lord shrugged off his wandering mind and moved back on track, beginning his reply in a fill in of history for both of the pokemon, but more so for Luna since she couldn't have known anything about what had happened before she joined the Horde. Sighing,--yet retaining his countenance of confidence--he looked over at the umbreon and began to speak, "Quite a while ago, when the Horde still had its first Shadow Lord the pokegod Arseus, by the name of Alcatraz, visited the Fortress and destroyed the unknown first shell of our familiar demonic aura. Strangely enough he confronted the powerful being without hesitation and with confidence." He paused, breaking eye contact to move into a light thought process, shrugging slightly, then continuing, "Coincidentally, Alcatraz confronted me and a few of my closer allies while we were roaming the fields; only by pure chance did this happen, he only wanted to find our leader and not harm any of us." The charmeleon paused for a moment, somewhat chuckling at the fact that the Horde could have been gone if the Arseus had the guts to kill those who were young and loyal to the Horde. "Now, I question why he wouldn't attempt to just cleanse the whole Horde, especially with Rayzor now assisting him. I doubt it's the case, but am I more formidable as an individual--'cause certainly I'm not a great leader--than previous Shadow Lord's past? Or is he just playing a mind game here?"

[Starrunner]

Deathstrike listened intently. She was now deturmaned to stay in the shadow lord good graces. She sat and waited for instructions.

[Sephalesh]

The lunatone smiled. Another key clinked into place. Chancol had already met Alcatraz. The moon pokemon was surprised that the charmeleon had figured it out so fast. Another thing to take note of. The lunatone's mouth opened again. "If you want to understand the enemy, you have to think like them." the lunatone said, bringing attention back to him. "A simple concept, no? If he didn't kill you when he had the chance, maybe he still thinks that some of the horde can still hope to be saved. You know that the shadowing process can easily be reversed by anybody who has a mind to do such a thing. In fact, it can be quite useful at times." The lunatone stopped for a second, about to say something more, but decided against it. It's blood red eyes quickly surveyed everybody in the clearing. Some were listening, and others were not. It truly didn't matter to the Lunatone who listened. "Next of all, cleansing the entire horde isn't as easy as you would think. The fortress holds more shadow energy than pokemon realize. Whether there is anybody here or not, the shadow will coninue to leak out forever. But, how would I know. I am just a simple Lunatone." The moon pokemon said, hinting at things. It did a movement only recognizable as a shrug. The lunatone was old, as well as a loyal member o the horde, but Chancol was right to question it's memory. Who knew what could be lost in there.

[Clif]

The Horde being cleansed was quite the strange thought for the charmeleon, but it wasn't one that eluded his train of thought every day. Chancol listened as the lunatone spoke its mind, his face's complexion showed his concentration upon the conversation, knowing that any kind of discussion that fell upon any topic that dealt with the general being of the Horde could be of serious matter, no matter how seemingly insignificant the information is.

Chancol nodded after the lunatone finished speaking "Yes, there are two forces that drive the shadowing that is known to happen in the Fortress, since you know the source of one of those reasons, I shall assume that you know the other; if you don't then I'd prefer to keep it to myself."

His navy blue eyes kept contact with the lunatone's red orbs, one brow raising as the floating rock brought up the ability to reverse the shadowing process, "One who can reverse the process is only one who has practiced the technique many times before perfecting it. We've held legendaries under its grip forcefully for quite some time, rarely faltering unless Rayzor or some other closely allied being interfered with the shadow's grip. Now, how would you know that the process is fairly easy and useful?" Chancol was quite critical of the statement due to the fact that he was still making sense of the mental message he had received from Blade not too long ago.

[Sephalesh]

The lunatone appeared genuinelly shocked for a second. "I daresay, I didn't think you would even bring the possiblity of the second up. It just might make curiosity flourish again, and you know what they say. . . Curiosity murdered the cat." The lunatone regained it's composure quickly. The moon pokemon hadn't expected the Charmeleon to say anything about the second source. It was more than just a little surprising.

The lunatone smoothly moved to the next topic. The topic about shadow cleansing. "And you seem curious, oddly enough. The one thing you don't seem to realize easily is that you don't actually need to reverse the process to cleanse somebody of their aura whether it is shadow, or light. Who is to say that there is only one process to acheive the same results. I certainly don't, and if you want to become a true leader, you certainly won't." The lunatone said mysteriously. His eyes flashed a micheivious twinkle. "But, I disgress. I came here to simply ask your permission to leave on my own errands. I have several important legandary duties to attend to outside of he fortress." The lunatone's blood red eyes gazed over everybody again. He truly expected all of them to die sooner or later. Idiots always died eventually.

[Clif]

Chancol smirked a little as the lunatone appeared uneasy for a moment, "Heh, you've probably been with the Horde much longer than I have and you most likely don't know the difference between the two sources due to their similarity in the recent past. I doubt the information will elude you for much longer. Let me know when you figure it out; that is, if you want to."

The charmeleon followed where the lunatone was looking, but didn't turn around to figure out what he had been looking at after he had made his request. "Well, if you know more about masking or changing an aura that one carrys about them, then let me know. In my position, I've been working on it but most already know my face and name so either way it won't help me, yet if my closer allies can figure out how to then that'd be much appreciated," he responded, his claw making its usual gesture of dismissal. "Good luck on your errands, report back if you find something of interest."

[Sephalesh]

The lunatone gave the slightest of nods. It turned around to make it's exit, but as always couldn't do it without his own last words. "Try not to cleanse yourself. we don't want to lose another shadow Lord." He then floated his way out. Many pokemon asked him why he never teleported anywhere, and his answer was just as simple. he couldn't

[Jespeon]

For possiby the longest time so far, Zilla had remained silent, a very odd thing for her to do, especially with this judgemental Lunatone and Chancol becoming increasingly annoyed with her. But Chancol's conversation and the arrival of this Suicune had her so intrigued she kept her mouth shut. But she was absorbing information from every direction. Luna getting scared of her (yay!), the Lunatone not trusting her (surprise, surprise), Chancol get more worked up (fun to watch) and then this Suicune... what could she say about her? It was so strange... Something familiar but... Her head locked with the Suicune's eyes as Chancol mentioned Rayzor's name. Her heartbeat had quickened. Fear? Yes, but was it of Rayzor... or for him?

Zilla's silence stretched on, which, incredibly, made the atmosphere even worse. Fear rippled from all the creatures in the area, even those who were just passing and happened to feel Zilla's aura. Unlike Chancol's, her aura didn't convert Pokemon to her way of thinking. No, it just sent fear to every living soul, except one... Rayzor. Though he may warn others of her, he never once shound on ounce of fear in her presence. Not even now after all this time of her building up power, ready to return for her revenge.

[Clif]

The charmeleon couldn't help but chuckle at the lunatone's final comment before it just floated away to conduct whatever business it had with others across the land. His analytical eyes scrolled back to Zilla for a quick moment who he was actually surprised to find silent, pondering about her silence, he smirked and moved on to the newcomer legendary that apparently had a confidence about her that she wouldn't be attacked. "Do you need something?" he asked swiftly and calmly, "If so, ask away and if not, then get the hell out." he added in the same cool tone he managed to keep no matter how annoyed or angry he was.

During the moments after he asked his question, Chancol appeared as if he was conversing with someone else nearby, his facial expression switching slightly every once in a while as if being told sound advice and other helpful information that would assist him later on. With a subtle nod of his head the shifts in countenance stopped as he focused once again upon the suicune.

[Ren]

The suicune smirked, now knowing attention was on her for a moment. "I've heard many things about the great Shadowlord," she started, nodding towards the charmeleon, "and I felt a powerful force coming from here." This time, she glanced at Zilla. "I must say, the two of you have gained my interest. I would be honored if you let me stick around," she finished her short speech there. Her thoughts were on nothing but what she had just said.

Luna stared. How many legendaries would just walk up? The other dog-pokemon annoyed her greatly. But try as she might, she couldn't find anything "wrong" with her as she looked the suicune over.

[Clif]

Chancol raised a brow at the newcomers request and opened his mouth to speak, yet nothing came out for a few moments. Taking a second to think, the charmeleon replied, "Well, that's a pretty big surprise. Damn, most legendaries have a great sense of 'justice' so you coming around is quite the present. Coming out of the blue is a little strange...but if you're really wanting to join then welcome."

Before the suicune could reply back, Chancol quickly asked, "Might I have a name?"

[Jespeon]

Zilla remained extremely quiet, watching this Suicune intently. Slow, warm breath was blowing out of her nostrils, but not a single scale on her metalic body so much as wobbled, nor did she make any louder sound. Nearby creatures had retreated further away, and she could sense fear everywhere even from Chancol, though his was channeled into the question 'Why is she so quiet?' rather than overall. Zilla's eyes remained bored into Kiyoshi's, trying to find that secret about her that was making Zilla feel uncomfortable.

(Nothing changed really, I just wanted to post XD)