This energy had a tendency to mess with his head sometimes, it gave him an aggravating migraine as he was trying to deal with a shadowy Tauros. It had been completely consumed by the shadow and all he could sense from the creature was pain, and other negative emotions. He could barely sense the Pokemon’s heart through it all. [i]“RAAAH” [/i]it screamed in his head because that’s how he heard them in his mind. “Just stop yelling,” Kamon told it, “I can help Tauros, but you have to be stronger than what’s taking over. Let me help you.” Blaze was readying up just in case the situation got worse, as the Tauros reared its head ready to charge. Kamon looked at Blaze, “Just hold on, I can fix this.” Blaze’s back flames were beginning to flare though and Kamon didn’t think he could stop Blaze from trying to protect him if things went south. Tauros wasn’t listening to him. And this energy kept getting in his way. Black clouds swarming in his mind, and an ominous future was fastly approaching. God this was exhausting. He couldn’t keep bringing Pokemon from the shadows only for them to return corrupted. Tauros began to kick up its back legs. “Tauros you can…” ………. ……… ……………… ……………. In an instance he was somewhere else. This place felt weird the energy was all different than the one where he was. The room pulsed with a light, eyesight full of purple for a second before his eyes adjusted. The three Legendary dogs, Suicine, Entei, and Raikou. He had met them before when he was on his journey a long time ago. With some man, he could barely make out the silhouette of an individual. Than more people showed up. A brightly painted girl with pigtails, a frilly skirt, and a sunny disposition. What had been forcefully dragged into? Before he could even commit to an answer the next individual to show up was a sleeping man, who looked scruffy, perhaps older than him. Before he had time to process that the Elite Four member Sinis appeared, he recognized him from billboards and that damn Pokemon food line Trixie’s Treats for Pokemon. Chestnut brown hair, in a black cloak, leaning some wait on a crutch. Had to be kidding him. There were other Elite Four members that could have been chosen. The misfits continued to come too. A woman in a red outfit and eyes that said murderer or at least someone who had done unspeakable things, handcuffed mind you, appeared in the room. And then a homeless person. At least it was Kamon was going for because the last individual looked worse than the sleeping man in rugged clothing. Then before he could address all of that, the mysterious individual began to speak. [i][center]“I apologize for the unusual circumstances,” the Mystery Man pauses, “But we had no other choice. We have been looking for strong individuals who can cure the symptoms of these shadows. We have decided to put our trust in you six individuals.” “You have been chosen to purifying the seven regions and figure out the origins of this strange energy,” the Mystery man told them, “We have chosen you for very specific reasons that make you unique. Every single one of you.” “This is the time, if any to, to introduce yourselves,” the Mystery Man said, “And ask me any questions you may have.” The Mystery Man pauses, “The transferring is still a bit glitchy. So I have only been able to select a few of your Pokemon to journey with. I apologize if this will cause you some difficulties in your journey.” He bows his head and the three Legendaries do as well.[/center][/i] Save the world, with these misfits? Sure he could give Sinis the benefit of the doubt. But the others. No there was no way he could feasibly trust that any of them were capable of that. THEN before he had time to respond the sleeping man woke up, mumbling to himself. Till something coherent came out, "Oh. I'm dreaming. That explains Earl better than him being some kinda harbinger of bad things." When was he going to be able to get a word in edgewise? Did anyone feel like talking? He could feel Blaze beside him. [i]“Who does this guy think he is?” [/i]Blaze asked stepping forward. [i]“I intend to find out,”[/i] Kamon said telepathically. “I don’t know about any of these guys,” Kamon said, “But that’s exactly what I was doing until you magically brought us here. So I’d like to request you put me back down so I can continue doing what I was doing.” He owed no one here an explanation of who he was. He owed no one here his loyalty to partner with them. Why interrupt the one person trying to do anything? [color=green][center][h2]Noah[/h2][/center][/color] End of the world, huh? Well it was nice knowing the world for as long as he knew it then. Suppose he could still profit off it. People who were scared were willing to sell and give up about just anything if they felt their life was at risk. And certainly right now it was. The outside looked like a mess, with all that weird black crystals, and storms that messed with his computers sometimes. Gizmo had been using himself to keep feeding the modem when the electricity went out. His little red tail was glowing. While Zap was zipping around in cyberspace. Ah timer went off, noodles should be done by now. Perfect noodles every time. He’d just keep telling these guys that if they sold all their personal information to him he’d store in a night safe place. Reality was he was going to clear all their banks out. If this wasn’t the end of the world, and somehow this gets resolved, he be rich. Because these scared fools all threw it at him. It was the perfect plan, something he didn’t really plan to happen. Yet, it fell right into his lap. About to take a bite when…… …………. …………… ………………… ………… … He was plummeted into total darkness at first, Gizmo instinctual began providing light with his tail. The hell was he looking at. The worse collection of individuals to make a rock band ever. There was well him, about to take a bit of his noodles. If he put them down now they would get soggy. Should he eat them quickly? There was a girl with pink hair, is that even natural? Wearing a frilly skirt, and a massive bow. Holy shit that thing was huge, it was bigger than her own head, at least he thought so as a skull sat in the center of it. He continued to hurriedly eating his noodles while looking at the rest. Some pretty chestnut brunette with turquoise colored eyes and a cloak, like he was some freakin superhero. He looked familiar though, perhaps rich too. Damn he was working on a big project back at the warehouse. A sleeping guy in a wrinkled suit. Which one of them looked more homeless, him or that sleeping guy, he wondered with a laugh to himself. He continued to slurp down noodles. Then there was a blond who had the eyes of a murder, and she was in handcuffs. They must be desperate if they chose her and him. It’s then he noticed the Legendary Beast Dogs and some Mysterious Individual. But he could barely get a good look because it was so damn dark in here. He began to speak. Yaddah yaddah mysterious speech, yaddah yaddah save the world speel. Okay easy to digest enough. Then he looked up to the hot shot of the group. Dirty brown hair, these eyes that said unnatural freak, pale skin. And already talking hot shot stuff. He drained his broth and just looked around. Sleeping man was speaking incoherent ramblings about dreams and stuff. “Well sleeping beauty I am perfectly awake, pretty sure this ain’t a dream,” Noah said, throwing his cup onto the ground, oh right Garbador wasn’t here, eh he’d pick it up later, “Because I don’t want to make this long and stuff. So we’re not stuck wherever we are. My name is Z2.” If he maybe gave out his name and sped past the introductions then this could go a lot quicker. And he’d have enough time to salvage all his final sales.