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Part 3: Introducing the Extermination Team!

Terran Alto, the land where cowboys and Native American-style people lived side-by-side. Terran Alto, the land home to all kinds of indigenous Electric, Flying, and Ground types. Terran Alto…the ancestral home where Neena Apirana Lightbloom once lived, and where she and her family ended up temporarily moving to for the tournament.

And then came the fateful letter from the leader of the Lochesh faction, Lady Lyra Nightingale.

You are cordially invited to
Saro’s annual Sixfold Ball

Hosted at Lochesh’s Nightingale Manor
On 16 June 2012 at seven o’clock

Formal wear required
Dates are optional

-Lady Lyra Nightingale

In their new temporary hut, Neena held the invitation letter in her hand, and pointed to it, almost as if to prove something. “When she said we were required to go, Amy…she meant you too.”

“I DON’T CARE! I’M NOT GOING!”

Amy stood near the doorway as if trying to escape…not that it would have done much good since Neena had already blocked it with her Golurk from outside. She glared at her mother, obviously very incensed at not just the formal black dress with glowing pink lines that she was being forced to wear. Not to mention the matching black headband with a pink bow on it, too.

“Amy! How will you even know if you don’t like it if you don’t try it!?”

“BECAUSE LOCHESH IS A SCARY PLACE! I KNOW I WON’T LIKE IT!”

“You might meet some new friends there! Don’t you think it’ll be nice to meet new friends?”

“YEAH, SURE! AND HAVE THEM ALL MOVE AWAY LIKE A YEAR LATER! WHAT'S THE POINT!?"

"What about the Pokémon? Pokémon are everywhere, you know, and considering how we have to live with them—"

"OH YEAH, LIKE THE LAST TIME I TRIED THAT WENT SO WELL!!"

Neena sighed. Looked like it was time to pull out her weapon of last resort. “Okay…fine. If you don’t go, you’ll be grounded AND will get no allowance for a month.”

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“I hate it when she does that…” grumbled Amy.

The little girl clung to her dad’s shoulder, which was now clad in a formal black tuxedo, while his wife ran ahead in her long white dress while somehow managing to never trip on any roots in the Forest of Fae in the dimming light. Said forest was nestled deep in the middle of the faction of Lochesh, surrounding the Nightingale Manor that was their destination, and Amy shivered, certain that any kind of scary Psychic, Dark, or Ghost-type Pokémon could come leaping out to attack them at any time. The fact that her parents both had Pokémon of their own and not her didn’t really help matters much.

“D—Dad?”

“Yeah, Amy?”

She then thought to the tag behind the neck of her dress and its strange description. “They said this dress was sprayed with Fighting-type repellent, right?”

“Yeah, so…?”

“THEN HOW COME IT’S ATTRACTING PSYCHIC TYPES??” she wailed, pointing to a small crowd of Ralts, Gothita, Solosis, Abra, and other Psychic types that in normal circumstances she would consider to be quite cute. The fact that the crowd of Pokémon seemed to be following the three of them was rather freakish, though.

“Oh dear…” Danny chuckled, yet moved in front of his daughter so that if the Psychic types suddenly grew aggressive, they’d have to go through him first. “It’ll be fine, Amy. That’s what I’m here for. So just relax and have fun, okay?”

“Y—yeah…” Though it didn’t help her feel completely relaxed, it was better than nothing. “…Thanks, Dad.”

However, that crowd of harmless Psychic Pokémon wasn’t the ONLY thing that was being attracted at the moment...

A UFO hovered in the sky, with its invisibility cloak working sometimes and not working at other times, causing it to flicker in and out. At its helm was Farina, having come a very long way from Planet Paion. She sat at her seat in the front of the ship, scanning around the area and observing it via her monitor, before discovering said family of three.

But before she could activate a scanner that was on the lookout for psychic energy, however, obnoxious-sounding music blasted from the loudspeakers at the back of the wide, circular room. A rather goofy-looking Beheeyem whom one could swear sometimes had pinwheels for eyes tumbled out through the back door into the room, singing along to the music in an even more obnoxious way.

“We are the Evil Empress Paion Extermination Team!” he shouted in a rather exuberant manner as soon as the sound turned off, addressing the direction from which he came. “On this ship, you will all refer to me as ‘Boss-Man’! Now sound off!”

At his word, three equally silly-looking Elgyems tumbled into the room rather uproariously before saluting the Beheeyem in the most ridiculous way possible. “YES SIR, MR. BOSS-MAN!”

“Lackey A! What is our mission!?”

“To VAPORIZE Evil Empress Paion!”

“Lackey B!?”

“To DISSECT Evil Empress Paion!”

“Lackey C!?”

“To…! Uh…uh…hang on, I know I’ve got this…I’ll get back to you in a—”

“Lackey D!?”

Silence.

Boss-Man then turned expectantly to Farina sitting in the front. “…Lackey D…?”

Still more silence.

“COME IN, LACKEY D!” he suddenly shouted right over her shoulder so hard that it was impossible for her to not notice.

She turned around, startled, before shouting back, “It’s FARINA, NOT ‘Lackey D’! Get it right, will you!? And besides, HOW CAN YOU VAPORIZE OR DISSECT SOMEONE WHO’S ALREADY DEAD!?” She hadn’t actually known who ‘Lackey D’ was; assuming that they were referring to that last guy she picked out. Speaking of which, where was he on the ship, and why was Boss-Man seemingly ignoring him…?

Boss-Man puffed out his chest proudly, gesturing to his lackeys, who mimicked the same gesture. “Because we’re AWESOME like that.”

Farina sighed as she rubbed her temples and turned back to her monitor. Why did she choose these knuckleheads again…? Oh. Right. Because they had scored by far the lowest on their exams AND ranked among the lowest in the military. Wait, why did she choose them aga…? Oooh, right…

Because she didn’t want them asking too many questions about the mission…for her own reasons.

Boss-Man began to launch into a speech aimed toward his lackeys. “Now remember, everyone! Once we find her…”

Farina, on the other hand, tuned out the guy in favor of her monitor and activated the Psychic Energy Scanner on the human family in the forest below, thinking that nothing was going to show on something like that—

What she saw nearly shocked her out of her seat.

Around the littlest member of that family—that one in the black dress clinging to what appeared to be her father—the scanner was going nuts, showing a mass of a pink and purple particles around her like an aura. Farina just stared at the scanner, goggle-eyed, not quite believing the readings.

Weren’t the indigenous species of this planet not supposed to have any psychic energy at all? Long-range scans of the planet had confirmed just that. So that must mean…that this creature…

“Lackey D! Pay attention when I’m talking to you!” shouted Boss-Man behind Farina’s shoulder again, but this time, she wasn’t fazed at all. She just continued to stare at it…which was making the lanky Beheeyem suspicious. “Don’t tell me you found the evil empress ALREADY…did you?”

And with that, an idea seemed to sprout in Farina’s rounded head. If her species had a visible mouth, the ends of it would be grinning from theoretical ear to theoretical ear.

“Why, yes, Boss-Man…I believe I already have.”

NEXT PART >>>

Pencilling and inking by WhiteFireEclipse
Prose, layouts, colors, and rendering by Amy-the-Jigglypuff

>>> Table of Contents <<<

Haha, sorry! Lauren finished with this last Friday night and I wanted to get it done, but then Pokemon X/Y happened. Regardless, I already beat the game, so now time for more story! Here, we introduce the—ahem—Evil Empress Paion Extermination Team...apparently made of a bunch of guys that Farina supposedly picked out herself. And they apparently seem to be...a bunch of idiots. Is Farina just really bad at picking teammates, or is there something she's not telling us...? Either way, this is the initiating event, where there's no going back from here.

Oh yeah, and the text in the invitation above comes from the exact same invitation from Event 1: The Sixfold Ball.

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<<< PREVIOUS PART

Part 3: Introducing the Extermination Team!

Terran Alto, the land where cowboys and Native American-style people lived side-by-side. Terran Alto, the land home to all kinds of indigenous Electric, Flying, and Ground types. Terran Alto…the ancestral home where Neena Apirana Lightbloom once lived, and where she and her family ended up temporarily moving to for the tournament.

And then came the fateful letter from the leader of the Lochesh faction, Lady Lyra Nightingale.

You are cordially invited to
Saro’s annual Sixfold Ball

Hosted at Lochesh’s Nightingale Manor
On 16 June 2012 at seven o’clock

Formal wear required
Dates are optional

-Lady Lyra Nightingale

In their new temporary hut, Neena held the invitation letter in her hand, and pointed to it, almost as if to prove something. “When she said we were required to go, Amy…she meant you too.”

“I DON’T CARE! I’M NOT GOING!”

Amy stood near the doorway as if trying to escape…not that it would have done much good since Neena had already blocked it with her Golurk from outside. She glared at her mother, obviously very incensed at not just the formal black dress with glowing pink lines that she was being forced to wear. Not to mention the matching black headband with a pink bow on it, too.

“Amy! How will you even know if you don’t like it if you don’t try it!?”

“BECAUSE LOCHESH IS A SCARY PLACE! I KNOW I WON’T LIKE IT!”

“You might meet some new friends there! Don’t you think it’ll be nice to meet new friends?”

“YEAH, SURE! AND HAVE THEM ALL MOVE AWAY LIKE A YEAR LATER! WHAT'S THE POINT!?"

"What about the Pokémon? Pokémon are everywhere, you know, and considering how we have to live with them—"

"OH YEAH, LIKE THE LAST TIME I TRIED THAT WENT SO WELL!!"

Neena sighed. Looked like it was time to pull out her weapon of last resort. “Okay…fine. If you don’t go, you’ll be grounded AND will get no allowance for a month.”

---------------

“I hate it when she does that…” grumbled Amy.

The little girl clung to her dad’s shoulder, which was now clad in a formal black tuxedo, while his wife ran ahead in her long white dress while somehow managing to never trip on any roots in the Forest of Fae in the dimming light. Said forest was nestled deep in the middle of the faction of Lochesh, surrounding the Nightingale Manor that was their destination, and Amy shivered, certain that any kind of scary Psychic, Dark, or Ghost-type Pokémon could come leaping out to attack them at any time. The fact that her parents both had Pokémon of their own and not her didn’t really help matters much.

“D—Dad?”

“Yeah, Amy?”

She then thought to the tag behind the neck of her dress and its strange description. “They said this dress was sprayed with Fighting-type repellent, right?”

“Yeah, so…?”

“THEN HOW COME IT’S ATTRACTING PSYCHIC TYPES??” she wailed, pointing to a small crowd of Ralts, Gothita, Solosis, Abra, and other Psychic types that in normal circumstances she would consider to be quite cute. The fact that the crowd of Pokémon seemed to be following the three of them was rather freakish, though.

“Oh dear…” Danny chuckled, yet moved in front of his daughter so that if the Psychic types suddenly grew aggressive, they’d have to go through him first. “It’ll be fine, Amy. That’s what I’m here for. So just relax and have fun, okay?”

“Y—yeah…” Though it didn’t help her feel completely relaxed, it was better than nothing. “…Thanks, Dad.”

However, that crowd of harmless Psychic Pokémon wasn’t the ONLY thing that was being attracted at the moment...

A UFO hovered in the sky, with its invisibility cloak working sometimes and not working at other times, causing it to flicker in and out. At its helm was Farina, having come a very long way from Planet Paion. She sat at her seat in the front of the ship, scanning around the area and observing it via her monitor, before discovering said family of three.

But before she could activate a scanner that was on the lookout for psychic energy, however, obnoxious-sounding music blasted from the loudspeakers at the back of the wide, circular room. A rather goofy-looking Beheeyem whom one could swear sometimes had pinwheels for eyes tumbled out through the back door into the room, singing along to the music in an even more obnoxious way.

“We are the Evil Empress Paion Extermination Team!” he shouted in a rather exuberant manner as soon as the sound turned off, addressing the direction from which he came. “On this ship, you will all refer to me as ‘Boss-Man’! Now sound off!”

At his word, three equally silly-looking Elgyems tumbled into the room rather uproariously before saluting the Beheeyem in the most ridiculous way possible. “YES SIR, MR. BOSS-MAN!”

“Lackey A! What is our mission!?”

“To VAPORIZE Evil Empress Paion!”

“Lackey B!?”

“To DISSECT Evil Empress Paion!”

“Lackey C!?”

“To…! Uh…uh…hang on, I know I’ve got this…I’ll get back to you in a—”

“Lackey D!?”

Silence.

Boss-Man then turned expectantly to Farina sitting in the front. “…Lackey D…?”

Still more silence.

“COME IN, LACKEY D!” he suddenly shouted right over her shoulder so hard that it was impossible for her to not notice.

She turned around, startled, before shouting back, “It’s FARINA, NOT ‘Lackey D’! Get it right, will you!? And besides, HOW CAN YOU VAPORIZE OR DISSECT SOMEONE WHO’S ALREADY DEAD!?” She hadn’t actually known who ‘Lackey D’ was; assuming that they were referring to that last guy she picked out. Speaking of which, where was he on the ship, and why was Boss-Man seemingly ignoring him…?

Boss-Man puffed out his chest proudly, gesturing to his lackeys, who mimicked the same gesture. “Because we’re AWESOME like that.”

Farina sighed as she rubbed her temples and turned back to her monitor. Why did she choose these knuckleheads again…? Oh. Right. Because they had scored by far the lowest on their exams AND ranked among the lowest in the military. Wait, why did she choose them aga…? Oooh, right…

Because she didn’t want them asking too many questions about the mission…for her own reasons.

Boss-Man began to launch into a speech aimed toward his lackeys. “Now remember, everyone! Once we find her…”

Farina, on the other hand, tuned out the guy in favor of her monitor and activated the Psychic Energy Scanner on the human family in the forest below, thinking that nothing was going to show on something like that—

What she saw nearly shocked her out of her seat.

Around the littlest member of that family—that one in the black dress clinging to what appeared to be her father—the scanner was going nuts, showing a mass of a pink and purple particles around her like an aura. Farina just stared at the scanner, goggle-eyed, not quite believing the readings.

Weren’t the indigenous species of this planet not supposed to have any psychic energy at all? Long-range scans of the planet had confirmed just that. So that must mean…that this creature…

“Lackey D! Pay attention when I’m talking to you!” shouted Boss-Man behind Farina’s shoulder again, but this time, she wasn’t fazed at all. She just continued to stare at it…which was making the lanky Beheeyem suspicious. “Don’t tell me you found the evil empress ALREADY…did you?”

And with that, an idea seemed to sprout in Farina’s rounded head. If her species had a visible mouth, the ends of it would be grinning from theoretical ear to theoretical ear.

“Why, yes, Boss-Man…I believe I already have.”

NEXT PART >>>

Pencilling and inking by WhiteFireEclipse
Prose, layouts, colors, and rendering by Amy-the-Jigglypuff

>>> Table of Contents <<<

Haha, sorry! Lauren finished with this last Friday night and I wanted to get it done, but then Pokemon X/Y happened. Regardless, I already beat the game, so now time for more story! Here, we introduce the—ahem—Evil Empress Paion Extermination Team...apparently made of a bunch of guys that Farina supposedly picked out herself. And they apparently seem to be...a bunch of idiots. Is Farina just really bad at picking teammates, or is there something she's not telling us...? Either way, this is the initiating event, where there's no going back from here.

Oh yeah, and the text in the invitation above comes from the exact same invitation from Event 1: The Sixfold Ball.