#Tag: Plasma vs Cipher

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The time has come…night has finally come. Aries was at the front lines as she looked up to the sky…watching the Moon slowly turning red by the second. She can feel a heavy pressure forming in the air, until the Moon was now devoured in red. Looking out to the sea as it reflected the red color of the moon, it looked like someone stained the ocean in pure blood… The heavy pressure returned as a screech broke the silence as something swift grabbed a grunt, Aries in a quick response threw one of her Sickles to the figure. Making it cry out in pain as she now sees the grunt fall back on deck, confused and terrified from what the poor soul had experienced ... but the poor man felt like he'd been stabbed…and stabbed he was as he looked over to see the puncture wounds began to leak out blood and something else… Aries knew what that was as she ordered the others who were holding the antidote to quickly help their fellow grunt.

Aries meanwhile, looked around to find the “Pokémon” that landed the first attack, seeing a shadow swiftly flying by. Until feeling a strong breeze behind her, looking up to see a different type of Wyvern Pokémon. Landing down as dark energy gathered around the Wyvern until it shrunk in size to see a silhouette of a man. Finally it was revealed to be Durai, glaring down at Aries as she felt something sharp smacking her in the face.

“You had the nerve to cut my Wife, not once, but twice you stupid fox. Now, where is that leader of yours? I hope he made the right choice to spare the lives of his…“men”…from a bloodbath.” Durai spoke heavy with anger, along with curiosity of what Ghetsis chose his answer… The sound of speakers echoed all around the ship. “Ghetsis.~ I hope you made the right choice to give me Kyurem and now for that bastard of your son to give me both of the dragons. Now…I know you are in no condition to fight, so what answer did you choose?” Durai waited to hear the Lord of Plasma, until hearing dark chuckle from the PA.

“I am not giving up Kyurem without a fight. Fight us if you dare, but we will not bow to anyone to the likes of you!!” Ghetsis roared out, Durai gave a look of annoyance from the answer. Standing tall as he examined the grunts, Aries, and the Plasma Frigate. Until finally glaring down at the souls in front of him. “If you want them so bad, fight me for them! Even if I fall, I will not give them up!!”

“You all made your grave. Cipher! Show no mercy!! Leave no living soul alive!!” Durai roared out as he snapped his clawed fingers. Instantly, the Peons quickly climbed on board through the ocean and some in the air landing down as Cipher attack with full force. Aries staggered back up, holding her mouth as she tasted blood and her hand confirmed it, yet thanks to that Durai is now looming over Aries with a look that’s full of rage and annoyance…but fear as well? “If your family didn’t help Nasrin in the past, you wouldn’t be here. I don’t know how you survived my wife’s attack but I WILL make sure you stay dead!” He opened his claws in an attempt to slash her, but the only thing he felt with ripping what remained of her scarf and a Moon Sickle cutting his cheek.

“My family has been doing this ever since she found us, it was our kindness and urge to protect others is what led us here now! I’m not sure she saw my family’s future, but she knew how to pick ‘em!” Aries then grabbed her knife as she placed it between her jaws and whipped back her Sickle. “And she is making sure you fall tonight.” Durai looked very confused until he looked up to the sky. Seeing a yellow star and clouds forming in a shape of a fox consuming the moon. Even as rain descend from the sky, making Durai feel a familiar chill running through his body as he sees the woman’s eyes glowing piercing gold-yellow. All he saw was a ghost from his past returning one finally time to make sure he stays buried. “You wanted to fight, now stand and fight! If you want Kyurem, Zekrom, and Reshiram you’ll have to pry them out from ALL of our cold dead hands!”

“So be it….If you think you’re a hero, then die like one!” Durai roared with fury as he reformed back into a Wyvern like beast, delivering his roar across the entire Frigate. He and his Organization will not falter.

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Lamont sent an emergency message to the Plasma Frigate. Tomorrow night is the crimson night that Cipher will raid Team Plasma to capture Kyurem and the Witch upon learning that Aries knows where N is… If she knows where he is, then he knows where Zekrom and Reshiram are or is hiding them. Aries quickly took the message and passed it around to the rest of the Plasma Grunts and to the Lord himself. After a while, she has seen what Cipher has done to the people around her…even those who believed they can stop them…only to find themselves in a bloodbath fight with the Commanders, she had enough of their scourge on the innocent.

Including the fact she now knows Cipher’s horrible truth of Ozul, and possibly Durai. They are not humans, they are beyond that…they are Vampires that tapped into dark magic. Transforming themselves into Legendary Dragon and Dark type Wyverns. Ozul herself invaded the Frigate twice to try to capture either Aries or Kyurem to complete their mission. Aries however, had enough for the pain that Cipher has brought upon everyone and her family.

“If they want my head, Kyurem, or N, they have to pry them from my cold dead hands. I’m not allowing them to harm anyone anymore, if they want to attack us, might as well attack them first!” She spoke with determination in her voice, as she looked back to the message. “It’s too late for Cipher to move out from Twisted Mountain. Deep within the mountain where no one has been before…because they made sure it stays that way for good. Clever bastards…Maybe…we can at least damage them enough where the siege won’t happen, due to them trying to recover. It could work…but I will need the best on my side…who tho…”

Outside of the Plasma Frigate, three figures stood and one was supported by an odd motor bike. A man with silver hair watched and studied the ship. The three can see some grunts repairing a massive hole in their deck thanks to Ozul’s attack. A woman with orange hair looked over to the man with concern. “Wes, you think this is a good idea? I’ve heard they are pretty tough…or some of them at least.” Rui spoke with doubt while Michael walked up with his Jolteon next to him.

“We have to, now we know where Cipher is! If they are holding her in there, then we gotta get her out!” Michael spoke with haste in his voice, finally making Wes talk.

“She’s not being held prisoner, Lamont specifically told us she is helping them. I can understand your confusion if they are controlling her, but she did it willingly.” His Typhlosion walked next to him to comfort Wes. Making the man smile softly, and now with his thoughts set in. “If they fight us, we know what to do.”