[i]"It's dark It's dark It's dark It's dark It's dark It's dark It's dark..."[/i]

Alain's eyes flicked open the moment the revive touched his mouth. He tasted blood in his mouth, and his entire body ached like he had just been hit by a truck. Rebecca's punch had been one of the hardest he had ever taken. He had been lucky not to bite out his tongue. 

Slowly, he lifted his head to look around, and realized that he was suspended in the air, with someone...holding him.
"Wha...where are you taking me?" He asked quietly, still not entirely sure where he was and what was going on. He wriggled slightly, and fell onto the floor.

He lifted his head, and saw the entire scene. The cloaked man and his Pokemon, the others fighting him, and the medic...no, his remains spread along the ground. This was like turning a switch in his head.

Alain got to his feet and began to walk towards him, not taking notice of the pokemon and walking as if it was nothing more than a leisurely stroll. His eyes began to become even more vivid in color than usual, signifying the trigger of his entropic field again. His wings began to unfurl, and shadows almost seemed to swirl in his hands. His face remained completely neutral until, finally, he spoke.

"Call your Pokemon back."

Then, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Blood began to drip from his damaged mouth as his eyes glowed brighter and his wings rose into the air.

[color=ed1c24]"Or ill take you apart...Piece. By. Piece."[/color]