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ultraericthered · 3 years ago

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THE LIFE AND CRIMES OF GHETSIS HARMONIA GROPIUS (POKEMON ADVENTURES)

So, recent going ons got me thinking about Ghetsis in the Pokemon Adventures manga. The evilest major antagonist in the series by quite a mile, and while that’s owed to many factors, it is impressive how high a rapsheet of crimes AND how big a list of characters in the setting/narrative made victims of his cruel machinations that Ghetsis racks up across the Unova saga. So I decided, why not make this masterpost of all of Ghetsis’ most vile atrocities, divided by victims.

An abusive upbringing: To groom the ideal pawn for his master plan, Ghetsis deliberately raised N up in an isolated environment with few companions aside from abused Pokemon, Anthea and Concordia, and the Seven Sages, stunting his maturing and shaping his entire perception of reality with brainwashing and education based upon a distorted view of life in which humans are always the oppressors of Pokemon, constructing a world that N would want to change.

Heavily implied use of Hypnosis: In the games, Ghetsis felt so assured of the way he’d set up N as his brainwashed pawn, and of the purity and convictions N had as the Hero, that he let him travel Unova on his own despite the risk of him learning from views that run counter to his own or finding out that he’d been fed lies his whole life. Manga!Ghetsis, being higher functioning, is also extra careful and takes extra measures. Not only does some of N’s dialogue suggest that his mind has been closed off to the ideas of others via some Hypnosis type of technique, but it’s heavily implied by the artwork.

Compare N’s pupil-less eyes he has when he’s Team Plasma’s King:

to how he starts to look like after he’s been defeated:

Exploitation: Ghetsis set N up as the ideal Hero of Ideals to be used to fulfill his purpose for advancing Ghetsis’ plans to the realization of his ambition, always to be discarded once said purpose was served.

Ready to kill: Despite being N’s only parent, his lack of love for N as his child made it all too easy for him to willingly threaten his life.

Into the Dark Stone: During their battle up in the sky above Undella Bay, Ghetsis had N sealed with Zekrom within the Dark Stone as part the DNA Splicer merging of Kyurem and Zekrom into Black Kyurem.

Black Kyurem Battle + Murder Attempt 1: When N comes out from the Dream Zone where he’d become a battery for Black Kyurem along with Zekrom, Ghetsis uses his fall to shield himself from attack and orders a fusion bolt attack that strikes upward where N is falling, risking his life in doing so. When N lands down on Black Kyurem still alive, Ghetsis strikes him down to the water below to finish him off.

Frigate self destruct + Murder Attempt 2: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when N is still aboard. When Ghetsis almost slides off the Frigate to his death but N saves him, he breaks down into a homicidal rage and savagely bludgeons N with his cane.

Black:

A bite from behind: In the hidden room within Nacrene Gym where the Dark Stone was hidden, Ghetsis had his Eelectross send Black into a painful paralysis while he took the Dark Stone for himself.

Sadistic Choice Subversion: At the League where N’s Castle appeared around, Ghetsis asks Black “will you go and fight the King, or stay and help the Gym Leader?” Then he adds, with an arm raised in command, “However, between those two options, you can pick neither” as his Hydreigon KOs Black’s Pokemon so that Black is now powerless to act lest Ghetsis kill him right there where he stands.

You must be eliminated!: With flames breathed out by Hydreigon and brought to life by Volcarona, Ghetsis intended to kill Black and his Pokemon in order to silence the truth about Black’s victory over N inside N’s Castle. “Wipe away all the inconvenient facts” as he says.

Into the Light Stone: We......we don’t talk about this one.

Black Kyurem Batte: Soon after Black is finally free from the Dream Zone, Ghetsis uses Black Kyurem’s power to try and kill him again.

White:

Trauma, indirectly: In Nimbasa City, N gets Gigi to defect from White and coldly admonishes her even as she’s fallen from the ferris wheel. Keep in mind that N acts this way thanks to Ghetsis’ molding of him.

Trauma, directly: What happened to Black thanks to Ghetsis.

Black Kyurem Battle: Soon after White and Black break out from the Dream Zone, Ghetsis uses Black Kyurem’s power to try and kill them

Cheren:

To the Dark Side: Ghetsis’ stooge Sage, Zinzolin, holding up N’s strength as the Hero of Ideals as being aspirational, corrupts Cheren into joining Team Plasma’s side and battling Black as Ghetsis’ asset.

War on Unova: Cheren and his class are among those directly endangered by Team Plasma’s elemental warfare waged on Unova.

Bianca:

Stolen Pokemon: As in the games, Team Plasma steals Bianca’s Pokemon in Castelia City. Ghetsis has them returned to her only to plan for her to have to release them once he establishes his regime.

War on Unova: Bianca and her friends are among those directly endangered by Team Plasma’s elemental warfare waged on Unova.

Professor Juniper:

N “educates” her: N’s Zorua friend was spying on Juniper Labs for a long time, all of her secrets being relayed to N so that he could admonish her for her failings. Again, N is this way thanks to Ghetsis.

War on Unova: Juniper and her colleagues are among those directly endangered by Team Plasma’s elemental warfare waged on Unova.

Hugh:

Stolen Pokemon: The Purrloin he gave his sister for her birthday was stolen by Ghetsis’ Plasma grunts, who even beat him down when he tried to fight back. It became an obsession for Hugh from then on.

War on Unova: Hugh is among those directly endangered by Team Plasma’s elemental warfare waged on Unova. Notably, he’s in Castelia City when Ghetsis has Team Plasma make their attack on it.

Frigate self destruct: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when Hugh is still aboard.

Hugh’s Sister and Purrloin:

Stolen Pokemon: The Purrloin that her big brother gave her for her birthday was stolen by Ghetsis’ Plasma grunts.

War on Unova: Hugh’s Sister is among those directly endangered by Team Plasma’s elemental warfare waged on Unova.

Burning Castle: Purrloin was inside N’s Castle when the burning Plamsa Frigate collided with its outer walls, setting fire to the castle that threatened to completely wipe out all the Pokemon inside it!

Hawes:

Museum Raid: Ghetsis had the Shadow Triad spying on the Nacrene Gym, location of Hawes’ museum, for some time. Eventually he and his grunts raided it in order to obtain the Dark Stone.

In the grip of evil: Ghetsis captured Hawes and had Hydreigon grip him in its claws to use him as a human shield against Brycen.

Gym Leader cruxifiction: Ghetsis had Hawes’ wife, Lenora, brutally attacked before tying her to a cross along with the other Unovan Gym Leaders. And Hawes? In that last panel? He was right there!

Gym Leaders:

Gym Leader cruxifiction: Self explanatory. 6 Unovan Gym Leaders hung up on crosses as a show of Team Plasma’s superior force, ordered and displayed by Ghetsis himself with smug satisfaction.

Black’s Pokemon:

You must be eliminiated!: With flames breathed out by Hydreigon and brought to life by Volcarona, Ghetsis intended to kill Black and his Pokemon in order to silence the truth about Black’s victory over N inside N’s Castle. “Wipe away all the inconvenient facts” as he says.

Into the Light Stone: Black’s Pokemon were all their inside the Balls at his waist when he got sealed with Reshiram into the Light Stone.

His own Grunts:

Deception and mistreatment: Ghetsis mistreated many Grunts, making them fear his wrath. He also divided many Grunts due to his blatant hypocrisy and hiring of the notorious Dr. Colress.

Frigate self-destruct: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when many Plasma Grunts are still aboard.

His own Pokemon:

Hydreigon abuse: Forget the overleveling and maximum strength Frustration attack - we actually see Hydreigon beaten down and stood on top of by Ghetsis, with him then launching it out of the Frigate to who knows where when he activates the self destruct.

Taking his leave: In N’s Castle, his Pokemon team is KO’d by Black’s, and he just prepares to leave. No healing them or anything.

Frigate self destruct: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when all of his KO’d Pokemon are still aboard.

Alder:

A Champion’s defeat: N defeats Alder, in accordance to Ghetsis’ plan

To the finish: Ghetsis tries to have his Pokemon defeat and kill Alder when they have an off-panel showdown aboard the Plasma Frigate.

Frigate self destruct: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when Alder is still aboard.

Looker:

To the finish: Looker joins Alder in facing Ghetsis aboard the Plasma Frigate, where Ghetsis has his Pokemon attack them.

Frigate self destruct: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when Looker is still aboard.

Whitley:

Victim by proxy: She was a grunt in training, victim of being misled.

War on Unova: Whitley is among those directly endangered by Team Plasma’s elemental warfare waged on Unova. Notably, she’s in Castelia City when Ghetsis has Team Plasma make their attack on it.

Frigate self destruct: Ghetsis initiates the Plasma Frigate’s self destruction when Whitley is still aboard.

Anthea & Concordia:

Living in servitude: Anthea and Concordia, wherever they may have come from, were made to be like servant girls who’d tend to N.

Zekrom:

Pure ideals born of a false truth: N befriended Zekrom as the “Hero of Ideals” under false pretenses, being made to believe in ideals whose purity had corrupted by falsehoods thanks to Ghetsis.

Kyurem:

Complicity: Ghetsis commissioned Colress to do all that he did to Kyurem, controlling its mind and extracting its power through torture.

Black Kyurem: During their battle up in the sky above Undella Bay, Ghetsis had N sealed with Zekrom within the Dark Stone as part the DNA Splicer merging of Kyurem and Zekrom into Black Kyurem.

Victini, Volcarona, the Forces of Nature, and the Swords of Justice:

Hunted down: All of these Pokemon were hunted down byTeam Plasma to service Ghetsis’ plans. The former three captured and used as test subjects, the latter ending up frozen and left for dead.

Civillian Populace:

Deciet and mental violation: This one’s honestly infuriating and heartwrenching to think about. While making his case for Pokemon Liberation through Team Plasma’s rallies and speeches, Ghetsis had Colress use his Beheeyem’s Hypnosis technique to assault and violate the minds of the first wave of trainers and release Pokemon unknowingly, without any real consent in the matter. Just think about that - one moment you have your Pokemon companion with you, perhaps one you’d grown to love, and then before you know it you’ve let it go back into the wild. It’s gone, out of your life never to be seen again...and you can’t even remember the moment you said goodbye.

The uprising: When N’s Castle drilled its way up from the earth and into the Unova League site, it endangered the spectators, including a small child whose life is saved by Drayden just in the nick of time.

War on Unova: At least seven whole populated cities were frozen solid, with all citizens and tourists entering a frozen corpse-like state where if their survival mechanisms failed them, they’d die. Over one third of Unova’s total population suffered in Ghetsis’ reign of terror.

Everything Team Plasma ever did: In the games, few region-based evil teams operations go quite as widespread and mass effecting as Team Plasma’s in Unova. While in the manga they’ve got steeper competition, their crimes and terrorist acts are still obscenely awful.

Unovan Pokemon:

N’s Castle: Several Pokemon were abused and put to slave labor to build N’s Castle, with many of them staying there to double as N’s playmates to shape his perception of human-Pokemon dynamics.

Pokemon Liberation: Lord knows how many Pokemon belonging to trainers either got released or flat out apprehended by Team Plasma.

War on Unova: Pokemon were in just as much peril as people here!

Frigate self destruct: The thousands of Balls of “liberated” Pokemon spill from the Plasma Frigate when Ghetsis initiates its detonation.

Burning Castle: Hundreds more Pokemon still inside N’s Castle were put at risk when the burning Plamsa Frigate collided with its outer walls, setting fire to the castle that threatened to wipe them all out!

And after all of these heinous crimes, this monster has the GALL to go and say stuff like this once he’s finally aprehended by the law:

Well fuck you very much, Sir Harmonia Gropius! What sentencing should be passed down for such a freak? Zekrom, I choose you!

Keep living the nightmare, Ghetsis. For the rest of your wretched life.

#Pokemon #Pokemon Adventures #pokemon special #manga #Black and White #Team Plasma #Ghetsis #crime #analysis

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imagine-silk · 3 years ago

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Fallout 4; Modern Companion Love Interest

[These are just my love interest for them. If you want something different It’s not a problem. Ask and I will see what I can do. Also I didn’t mean to make the all LGBT but my hand slipped.]

[Cait] Regina Henson is the Eastern Sharpshooting Champion. During the before a tournament she found the gym and asked Cait to spar. Cait thought she would be a wimp, because sharpshooter, and got her ass handed to her. So was born their sparring.

Regina likes being unassuming so her hits are all the more striking. She's a though teacher but very rewarding.

[Curie] Jean Whitaker is a donor to science. She puts herself through physical conditions and scientist document it. Curie is one of those scientist.

Jean wants to push herself to be the strongest she can be. She's afraid of being afraid, so if she pushes herself physically and mentally she can override that.

[Danse] Samuel Lee is a physical therapist. Danse went to his clinic after his discharge due to his injuries.

Lee has a peace to him that can rarely be found. He has traveled the world and learned from it.

[Deacon] Darryl Venhorst is a homicide detective. Deacon get justice. A match made in heaven.

Darryl is sarcastic and cares about justice and doing what's right rather than anything else. He's also kinda awkward and has never really had a girlfriend.

[Hancock] Richard Jones, or Dick, owns a cafe. Hancock knew him since high school and even helped him open the place.

Dick is a soft-spoken guy, kinda a pushover.

[MacCready] Thomas Cooper is an accountant from the inner city who is trying to keep up with his co-worker. He goes to the gun range with them despite not knowing the craft. He ends up separated from them because he doesn't have a gun license so MacCready helps him with the test.

Tom isn't in good health, never has been. But he hates being left behind.

[Nick] Matthew Brelsford is a bartender at the lounge Nick goes to regularly.

Mat is a wonderful leader and manages drunks really well

[Piper] Bennetta Long is a performer at the club. She passes gossip to Piper.

Bennetta is quite the flirt

[Preston] Joel Carrier is a caterer who serves the archeologists.

Joel is a sweetheart. These two are sickeningly sweet

[X6-88] Jon Strickland is the personal assistant for a CEO who works with Xavier. They regularly get coffee.

Jon is the definition of a businessman. Not cold-hearted but incredibly efficient

#Fallout 4 #fallout imagines #companions react #cait #Curie #danse #deacon #deacon fo4 #hancock #maccready #robert maccready #nick valentine #piper wright #preston garvey #x6 88 #lgbt #just gay

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piers-supremacy · 4 years ago

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I love your headcanons! I needed some actually punk-ish stuff for Piers lol (and him being a sub gives me butterflies)

YOU WANT MORE???? I GOT MORE!!

- Piers used to be a lot more self-destructive when he was young. None of it was on purpose he was just so impulsive. A lot of it had to do with this pent up need to just go fucking crazy.

-He loves Marnie so much and so she had no clue he was a punk bastard in his free time. She’d go to sleep and he’d spend all night out doing dumb shit. His Obstagoon would be watching the apartment. He has a lot of trust in that big badger.

-Piers does graffiti type vandalism. When he was younger he wasn't very artistically acclaimed as he was to music so he just ended up tagging subway stations and other commercial buildings in Wyndon and Hammerlocke. -though, he often practiced on the walls of Spikemuth and eventually started to actually make street art, I picture his art style being similar to Jhonen Vasquez the artist behind Johnny the homicidal maniac and Invader Zim. It just makes me happy. - Piers is definitely a medic at protests and keeps himself disguised. He’s the type to throw tear gas back and even has a few scars from when things got intense. - I imagine Piers music to be vaguely like Mindless self indulgence in intensity, Nirvana in message and purpose, and just a hint of Nine inch nails in its fuck the establishment mentality.

-Piers has thrown a Molotov cocktail ONCE. It didn’t go well, He was fucking around with some of his buddies from team yell and he chucked it as a heat of the moment joke. Then everything went up in flames. By the end of that shit show, he was covered in fire extinguisher chemicals and the ends of his hair were singed. “Never again.” He thought as he avoided calling the fire brigade. -Piers does his nails... Pink or black depends on the mood, sometimes he alternates. -His hair is an enigma to me I don't understand it. -I do see piers having Piercings. They probably wouldn't let him wear them when he was a gym-leader. “It scares the kids :(” He has one in his tongue, a few in his ears around the edge, and one in the lobe. I’ve seen some people headcanon nipple piercings and even dick piercings A part of me says “YES UGH MUAH” but another part of me wonders if Piers would want to go that far. - Piers doesn’t necessarily do any martial arts but if you fight him 1v1 he’s fucking terrifying. He knows how to throw a punch and use your own weight against you. there's been a time where some jackass was being a huge asshole then challenged Piers to a pokemon battle all cocky like and Piers just clocked him. “Leave my Pokemon out of this.” and then he spits on him.

#piers pokemon #pokemon piers #piers swsh #piers sword and shield #headcanon #n*s*f*w #just to be safe #team yell

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animebw · 5 years ago

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Binge-Watching: Pokemon, Episodes 21-23

Ghosts and ghouls and things beyond the mortal ken, oh my! It’s a paranormal party in this stretch of Pokemon!

Ghost of a Chance

I’ve been a huge fan of Ghost Pokemon ever since I got into Pokemon. When you’ve got a franchise as cute and cuddly as this one, you come to really appreciate the moments where it lets itself be edgy and jagged and against the grain, and few things make the Pokemon world feel more deliciously twisted than doing battle with the souls of the dead. It’s a shame Gastly, Haunter and Gengar were the only Ghost-types in the original 151, because I was always hungry for more of the buggers (and I thank the successive generations for delivering on that spooky, spooky potential). So you can imagine my happiness to once again return to the gaseous ghost trio so soon after meeting a talking Gastly, and this time for a proper haunted house adventure! I love the idea that this trio of spirits are essentially aspiring frat bros, pulling pranks and yukking it up with all the blind ambition of a college freshman at his first open mic comedy jam. And Ash proves once more why he’s the Pokemon whisperer once he realizes what they were doing and cuts the tension with a well-placed comedy critique (”I’m sorry to say it, but their humor really leaves me cold.”) Man, Ghost Pokemon are real freaking cool, and I’m already impatient to reach Diamond and Pearl, which has some of my favorite Ghost-types of all time. What can I say, I always appreciate a good oogie boogie.

Sabrina the Teenage Witch

But as fun as the ghosts are, the real star of this stretch is Sabrina, leader of the Saffron City gym and instant entry to the “Step on me, senpai” club. Fuck me sideways, I got legitimate chills when she first revealed herself from the shadows behind her sentient doll. She’s instantly ten times more intimidating than anything we’ve faced thus far, stone-cold and impossible to crack with a demeanor that crushes you under the sheer weight of futility. You can’t reason with her, you can’t throw her off her game, and she’ll wear the same in-control expression she always does as she sucks you into her toy box and turns you into living bowling pins, watching your death without flinching a muscle. It does sort of beg the question of how people even get psychic powers in this world, not to mention why no one’s called a SWAT team on Sabrina’s ass yet. Seriously, she’s an official member of the Pokemon League system, and considering how many trainers participate in the league, plenty of people must have beaten her in combat, so she’s not all-powerful. Plus, you know, attempted homicide doesn’t seem like a very salient aspect of competitive sports, least of all from the coaches themselves. But hey, at least she’s laughing her ass off now thanks to Haunter’s shenanigans, and all is right with the world. Still, though, I’ll definitely miss that stone-cold glare that could freeze you with a single piercing thought. Hey, don’t judge me, we all know I have a type by this point.

Best of Team Rocket

-Not gonna lie, James makes a fine-ass hula girl.

-It’s the subtle touches that really make Team Rocket shine. Like how they’re sweating and panting after changing clothes so fast. They are so goddamn committed to the bit.

-”Meowth, where are your manners? It’s impolite to leave your mouth hanging open like that.”

-”Thanks for breaking my fall!”

-”Looks like Team Rocket’s throwing up again!”

-”Now you’ve got my brain scrambled! Let’s cut the eggs-planations and capture Pikachu!”

-”The members of Team Rocket have been trained to resist all silliness!” John Cena voice: Are you sure about that?

Odds and Ends

-”You two don’t want to stand here and insult each other all day!” “Yes we do!” pfft

-”Their show is boring.” “It’ll get cancelled pretty soon.” THEY’RE SO FUCKING DONE AKSJFHAKJSHDASD

-Ash Almost Becomes a Harem Protagonist(tm)

-”We’ve got enough to scare us without your bone-headed jokes!” Misty, you’re cancelled. Again.

-”It just crossed the cute line!” Man, imagine if real-world dogs could paralyze you by licking you. They’d be the most dangerous predators on the face of the earth.

-Okay, the places where the dub team imposed English text over signs that were originally in Japanese are very obvious. Shame Photoshop wasn’t around back then, huh?

-”That must mean you’re a photographer!” Critical thinking has never been this boy’s strong suit, has it?

-Also, Sabrina’s dad didn’t just fall off that bench in shock, he quite literally yeeted himself five feet in the air. You can’t tell me he wasn’t waiting for this moment all his life.

-”You must have taken her baby pictures too!” “Just how dense can a person be?” No additional commentary necessary.

Four badges down, four to go. See you next time!

#anime #the anime binge-watcher #tabw #pokemon #ash ketchum #misty pokemon #brock pokemon #pikachu #team rocket #meowth #gary oak #professor oak

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irarelypostanything · 5 years ago

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Imaginary Podcast, Lockdown Day #66

Person #1: I feel like we're going to have an argument today

Person #2: Oh, you'd better believe it

Person #1: To be clear, I think that what happened to Floyd is awful. Police brutality. That cop and those who stood by should be in prison

Person #2: Good. Did you also watch the video of him slowly dying as people nearby shouted for it to stop? Even Fox News acknowledges that this was a case of homicide

Person #1: So now looters are protesting police brutality by breaking windows, attacking random drivers, and stealing shoes?

Person #2: The actions of these looters should not be used to trivialize the movement as a whole

Person #1: I'm afraid to go outside. Sacramento isn't the center this year and still I can't sleep with the sound of helicopters overhead

Person #2: You're afraid to go outside? Maybe that's the problem. Maybe the problem is not only that you're afraid to take a stand, but that you have the privilege of hiding in the shadows while Black people are discriminated against every day

Person #1: I've seen proof that this was a case of police brutality. I have not yet seen proof that this was an act of racism

Person #2: You can't be serious

Person #1: Oh, but I am. Police brutality. You could have stopped there, protested that. Instead you've hijacked the movement by pushing the narrative that racism is widespread, that all cops are racist, and that Trump is to blame for all of it

Person #2: You don't think the United States has widespread racism?

Person #1: I think the United States has instances of racism. I also think they're horribly blown out of proportion

Person #2: Would you like to tell that to George Floyd's family, a man who could be heard for several straight minutes saying that he couldn't breathe while giving no indication whatsoever that he was resisting arrest? The statement this police officer provided was blatantly false. Had it not been for the people who filmed these actions, they would not have been punished

Person #1: Look, here's my problem...

Person #2: Go ahead

Person #1: I've seen this compared to the Hong Kong protests. That's not comparable. We live in a country where people are welcome to have arguments like the one we're currently having. Where police officers, within the system they serve, are held accountable for their actions and misuse of force. I applaud the work of police officers even if I condemn the actions of some. Not all cops are racist

Person #2: And all protestors aren't looters

Person #1: But to claim that Trump is responsible is effectively taking this out of the hands most affected, and then attempting to use it as a bid to win the 2020 election...

Person #2: Do you think Trump isn't racist, and that his actions do not constantly aggravate the already existing racism in this country?

Person #1: No

Person #2: We have clips, videos, all over the Internet. Some are hot off the press. A woman threatening to call the police on a Black man. A VC doing the same thing to Black people in a gym

Person #1: Those are not necessarily racist acts, and they're not comparable to the police brutality case at all

Person #2: On camera, this woman states that a Black man is assaulting her. Falsely. The venture capitalist does the same thing, threatening to call 911 on Black people for using a gym they were allowed to use

Person #1: Some of them weren't

Person #2: Where did you hear that? Ben Shapiro? And considering that this VC also donated to the Trump campaign, I think it's pretty telling

Person #1: You're stretching this and you know it

Person #2: Am I? Do you have amnesia? The awful and racist things Trump said while on the campaign trail, then pretended he hadn't. The Muslim ban

Person #1: Travel ban

Person #2: Muslim ban. Re-tweeting anti-Muslim videos from a verified, far-right extremist group. Claiming a Muslim congresswoman danced to celebrate 9/11.

Person #1: It seems your argument is pivoting as you twist a tragedy to satisfy your own agenda

Person #2: No, because everything just leads so horribly and nightmarishly to this: A very telling video the white house just released of Trump, to pretentious orchestra music, walking through protestors and completely editing out the violence he caused to be there. And as we speak, Trump is attempting to use this to aggravate the already existing racial tension. Because that's what he does. This is not a charismatic leader bringing the country together. This is not even George W Bush coming out and unifying the country after the horrors of 9/11. This man is our doom

Person #1: You didn't mention that this was at a church attacked by protestors

Person #2: Oh yeah, he also attempts to exploit religion. Did you hear him pray? Of course not. Of course he disguised politics as some sort of religious appeal

Person #1: I saw people put up images of him holding the Bible next to Hitler holding Mein Kampf. You have just compared the Holy Bible to Mein Kampf

Person #2: Trump is not Hitler. Hitler was far more intelligent

Person #1: I can't even respond to that. This discussion is over

Person #2: Unfortunately for both of us, this discussion will never be over.

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nascondere · 5 years ago

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Are there any songs that remind you of your muse and/or get you into the mood to reply? & Name one idea for a plot you’ve had but never gotten around to writing.

easy questions for a burnt out mun / accepting !

yeah, there’s a lot ! i have a whole playlist for her on spotify. the main ones that make me think of her are;

echo ( crusher-p )all eyes on me ( or3o )sex yeah ( marina & the diamonds )copycat ( circusp )applause ( lady gaga )opheliac ( emilie autumn )fight like a girl ( emilie autumn )star of the show ( ghost )starring role ( marina & the diamonds )woman ( kesha )rootless ( marina & the diamonds )chandelier ( sia )the distortionist ( ghost )aaaand a whole lot more !

as for the other question, OH GOSH YES I’D ABSOLUTELY LOVE TO DO A THREAD IN EVIL AU.

essentially, tandor is basically the same, but all the gym leaders are weird evil freaks. maria is a half-cat cannibal, sheldon is your standard mad scientist ( with a bizarre link to my oc i may be making a blog for… ) etc. rosalind is a vampiric siren who keeps the entirety of venesi city under her control via dramsama’s psychic and soul-sapping abilities. the people are perpetually exhausted as their souls are continually sapped over time by rosalind and dramsama, but they don’t want to leave because they’re so enamoured by the mysterious opera / theatre star who graces the opera house’s stage every evening.the pokémon league is something that isn’t challenged very often, because of the obvious danger of sending your children out to battle against homicidal cryptid gym leaders, but the adults and rangers of the populace still “encourage” it as they’re required ( but subtly try to deter children with the whole ‘oh you have to be VERY STRONG to challenge the pokémon league!! make sure you know youre capable of it!! think about how your family would feel about you leaving home so early!!’. ) if you lose against one gym leader, you’re never seen again. the protag can choose whether or not to kill the gym leaders upon defeating them, and if you kill both maria and sheldon ( both of whom rosalind hold dear ) … well. lets just say she isn’t a happy girl !

it’s pretty terrifying stuff ! i could talk about it forever but !! i don’t want to bore y’all jhfjsfhjfhfd

#magicmagikarp #i hav maladaptive daydreaming so i spend a LOT of time thinking about aus n whatnot #jkdhkjdsfhkjfdhjk very cringe i know #🎭 PROPAGANDA / ooc #🎭 SOME ACHIEVE GREATNESS / answered

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jamesgierach · 5 years ago

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Chicago Mayor Lori Lightfoot’s

“State of the City” Address, 2019)

(Excerpt) (Draft prepared by James E. Gierach)

Mayor Lightfoot’s “2019 State of the City” Observations and Aims re Violence, Gangs, Guns, Drugs, Immigration, Healthcare, Policing, Racism and Corruption

[CHICAGO_. Marking her FIRST 100 days in office as Chicago’s mayor, just a few days before Labor Day 2019, the following comments are taken from a SUGGESTED DRAFT of Mayor Lori Lightfoot’s first “STATE OF THE CITY” address.]

‘My fellow Chicagoans —

Though we have made progress in reducing the number of HOMICIDES and SHOOTINGS in Chicago, violent crime remains all too prevalent in too many Chicago neighborhoods, increasingly leeching even onto “the Magnificent Mile,” into our best neighborhoods, and onto Chicago expressways.

VIOLENCE can erupt anywhere in today’s climate.

Though the number of ILLEGAL GUNS recovered by Chicago Police has increased, likely to reach 10,000 illegal guns by year’s end, and despite numerous anti-violence initiatives and strategies put in place over three, Chicago mayoral administrations spanning decades, I am convinced that so long as DRUG PROHIBITION remains “the Law of the Land,” Chicago will continue to be plagued by painful, unrelenting gang and gun violence.

DRUG PROHIBITION PROFITS ARE THE LIFEBLOOD OF CHICAGO GANGS. And Chicago gangs are the center core of our gun and violence crises.

Under the new leadership of Gov. JB Pritzker, effective January 1st, Illinois has LEGALIZED RECREATIONAL MARIJUANA, and soon will have largely removed marijuana from drug-dealer shelves, the drug substance most commonly used by Chicagoans, Americans and people around the world.

This great accomplishment was achieved by thoughtful LEGISLATIVE ACT and by stoke of the GOVERNOR’S PEN — not by action of a drug task force, paid-informant, or raiding police SWAT team.

I hasten to add: By delivering this “State of the City Address,” I AM NOT RECOMMENDING THAT PEOPLE USE MARIJUANA.

Individual freedom to choose whether or not to use marijuana, because recreational marijuana use has now been legalized in Illinois for persons 21 years-of-age or older, does not mean individuals should choose to use it.

But I do applaud the removal of marijuana from the REVENUE STREAM of Chicago GANGS and UNLICENSED DRUG DEALERS, who use those revenues to buy weapons of mass destruction — ASSAULT WEAPONS and HANDGUNS. Those weapons in the hands of drug gangsters are used to intimidate witnesses, acquire turf, and lure kids with aspirations to succeed in life by passing through a “GOLDEN PROHIBITION GATEWAY” that purportedly offers easy money and the accumulation of great wealth without need of formal education or hard work.

But MARIJUANA LEGALIZATION IS NOT ANSWER ENOUGH to right today’s wrongs, resulting from society’s return to the sorry Al Capone-chapter of Chicago prohibition history.

I say, DRUG PROHIBITION IS WORSE than a hundred alcohol Prohibitions in terms of unintended and unforeseen bad consequences.

AL CAPONE needed to buy trucks and warehouses to move and store bulky liquor, a big capital outlay limiting entry into the business. In contrast, drug prohibition invites every smart, disadvantaged, or aspiring kid into the powdered, drug-concentrate business without need of startup capital. A plastic baggy containing heroin, fentanyl, cocaine or other powdered drug worth $1,000 on the street won’t even bulge a youngster’s bluejeans pocket.

All that is required to go into Chicago’s, drug-prohibition business is a gun to compete and a pair of gym shoes to get away.

The illicit drug business attracts not only the young and ambitious, but also experienced and disparate parolees. For many thousands of “ex-cons” released back into communities on Chicago’s West and South Sides, and elsewhere, drugs are often the EMPLOYER OF LAST RESORT.

These ill-conceived societal rules have instilled in the minds of many people living on the fringe of society the notion that “It’s them or us,” “Kill or be killed,” “I’m not going back to prison.” This desperate and unforgiving thought must end. But how?

Dr. Gary Slutkin, founder of CEASEFIRE, a violence-interrupter nonprofit organization that has received funding from the City of Chicago, among other governments, was nearly correct 30 years ago when he first suggested that we should treat violence as a disease.

More correctly, he should have said, that DRUG PROHIBITION is a disease that causes unending violence, and many other systemic diseases; and that all are without cure or significant remediation, UNLESS WE RETREAT from counterproductive drug-prohibition policy.

I believe that so long as we have drug users unable to access a legal, labeled and reasonably affordable supply of the substances to which many users are addicted, the myriad horrors of drug prohibition will continue to fowl the Chicago landscape. Those DRUG PROHIBITION horrors, implicitly built into all drug prohibition policies, include the following UNENDING and INSURMOUNTABLE CHALLENGES:

• ACCIDENTAL DRUG OVERDOSE DEATHS, caused by users’ voluntary consumption of unlabeled, untested and unregulated illegal drugs;

• drug warriors and innocent crossfire victims left dead or wounded in unending, Chicago TURF WARS, including street-settled drug business disputes and RETALIATORY SHOOTINGS;

• gang members needfully armed with ever more POWERFUL GUNS to meet rival competitors in a free-for-all fight for CONTROL OF DRUG MARKETS, customers and gang members;

• UNAFFORDABLE, BULLET-HOLE HEALTHCARE;

• the need for MORE POLICE, metal detectors, cameras and MORE TECHNOLOGY in the public way;

• the need for MORE SCHOOL SOCIAL WORKERS, counselors and trauma centers;

The list of drug-prohibition horrors is much longer, and without exhaustion includes:

• RACIALLY-DISPARATE and HEAVY-HANDED POLICING;

• MONEY JUDGMENTS in the hundreds of millions of dollars expended to settle ABUSIVE POLICING LAWSUITS and fund DOJ CONSENT DECREE COMPLIANCE;

• CRIMINAL COURT INJUSTICES;

• FAMILY SEPARATION and BREAKDOWN, caused by MASS INCARCERATION of nonviolent (disproportionately Black and Brown) drug users, and dealers-dealers trying to survive and make a living;

• communities filled with unemployed and often UNEMPLOYABLE WORKERS needlessly saddled with drug-conviction backgrounds;

• and TERRORIZED IMMIGRANTS, DRUG-WAR REFUGEES really, flocking to the U.S.-Mexican border, and eventually to friendly cities like Chicago, to escape the violent consequences of UNITED NATIONS-MANDATED and U.S.-SUPPORTED drug prohibition policies adversely impacting many people from Central America and Latin America.

Of course, DRUG POLICY REFORM ALONE IS NOT ENOUGH.

We must continue and accelerate our “WEED AND SEED” INITIATIVES with enhanced job opportunities, infrastructure improvements, and government and private investment and cooperation—all essential ingredients to address these problems, as long-recognized by all.

But what we have all been much slower to recognize or callout is the UNINTENDED DAMAGE caused by DRUG-PROHIBITION POLICIES enacted and enforced at the LOCAL, STATE, NATIONAL and INTERNATIONAL LEVELS.

ZERO TOLERANCE OF DRUGS has been the watchword and commonly-supported public policy endorsed by the masses, political and religious leaders, and honorable members of the press for too long — OVER HALF A CENTURY.

This mainstream intolerance, and implicit and explicit endorsement of drug prohibition governmental polices, has preceded successive Chicago, and American, DRUG CRISES with marijuana, LSD, cocaine, crack cocaine, PCP, heroin, ecstasy, methamphetamines, fentanyl and 803 newly invented synthetic mind-altering substances, the latter over just the past decade.

The “SHADOW REPORT” — prepared by the International Drug Policy Consortium (IDPC), based in the United Kingdom, a collective of over 100 nonprofit organizations — authoritatively documents GLOBAL DRUG POLICY FAILURES, including DRAMATICALLY INCREASED PRODUCTION OF OPIATES, COCAINE and SYNTHETIC DRUGS over the past decade. I refer all Chicagoans to the 138-page IDPC report available in five languages. https://idpc.net/publications/2018/10/taking-stock-a-decade-of-drug-policy-a-civil-society-shadow-report

Finally, I acknowledge that, alone, Chicago cannot untie the DRUG-PROHIBITION GORDIAN KNOT, cinched so tightly to so many of our Chicago problems for so long.

It will require the cooperation of the CHICAGO CITY COUNCIL, COOK COUNTY BOARD, the ILLINOIS GENERAL ASSEMBLY, the u.S. CONGRESS, the UNITED NATIONS COMMISSION ON NARCOTIC DRUGS, the INTERNATIONAL NARCOTICS CONTROL BOARD, ECOSOC, the UNITED NATIONS GENERAL ASSEMBLY, the WORLD HEALTH ORGANIZATION and approximately 186 NATIONS OF THE WORLD who have heretofore agreed to support and execute disastrous, UN drug-prohibition CONVENTIONS and POLICIES.

Alone, no one can solve this gargantuan, monolithic, global and Chicago drug prohibition policy conundrum with poisonous tentacles reaching everywhere.

But I intend to dismantle the illicit drug business in Chicago by fighting for EXPERIMENTAL DRUG POLICY REFORM IDEAS, including programs and initiatives embracing drug decriminalization and drug legalization.

And of course, Chicago will also be supporting drug treatment on demand, clean needles, naloxone for all, methadone, suboxone, buprenorphine clinics, mobile drug dispensaries for on-site consumption, safe injection sites, and other HARM-REDUCTION INITIATIVES.

TOGETHER, WE CAN DO THIS. WE CAN AGAIN MAKES DRUG POLICY A MEDICAL PROBLEM, NOT A RAINFALL OF SOCIETAL PROHIBITION CRISES.

We can do it by supporting drug-tolerant ideas aimed to eliminate prohibition drug markets and undercut gang revenues, ideas that simply “TAKE THE PROFIT OUT OF DRUGS.” Because armed gangs will not give up their core, addicted user-base without a fight, I will deploy Chicago police to protect drug users and drug dispensaries at every location and in every legal drug venue.

Now, I’d like to turn to Chicago’s financial problems, including our billion dollar budget shortfall, our budget-busting contractual pension obligations, school contract negotiations and the failed soda tax….’

[Draft prepared for the Honorable Mayor Lori Lightfoot by James E. Gierach, a supporter and admirer of Mayor Lightfoot.]

James E. Gierach

Palos Park, Illinois

Originally drafted, Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Edited, Friday, March 5, 2021

[Mayor Lightfoot’s Thursday address now about 48 hours out.]

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aurora-the-kunoichi · 6 years ago

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Here is the updated ending for Chapter Ten.

Chance Meeting

Chapter Ten

Turtles and Reader

The tight grip of Luca’s hands on your waist as she hid behind you strengthened your resolve. You had to protect her; you were the only hope you both had. The shuffle of boxes behind you signaled the movement from the behemoth that was Hun.

“Can’t I catch a fucking break here?” You mumbled under your breath turning to try and get Hun in your peripheral.

“You’re fuckin dead bitch.” Hun’s voice dripped with venom staggering out of the pile of boxes towards you. You let out a quick chuckle seeing blood dripping from his nose. Serves him right asshole, come any closer and you would cut the offending thing off along with his prized appendage.

The odds were still not in your favor, there were at least 12 Purple Dragons to your left and Hun with a handful of stragglers to your right. You were tired, sore and you were almost positive your left eye socket was fractured. You still couldn’t comprehend how you were still alive, with the odds stacked against you and the sheer numbers of the Purple Dragons that had occupied this hideout you should have been raped and dead an hour ago. Thank god for training and if you got out of here alive you would give that old rat the biggest hug you could muster.

Then it all happened and the unexpected commotion seemed to move in slow motion. The ear piercing shatter of glass tore your eyes from the ever present threat of the Purple Dragons and seemed to grab their attention as well.

“What the hell?” Hun hissed moving his gaze to the cascade of glass shards that rained down from the ceiling.

All at once hell broke loose as you shielded your eyes from the spray of glass and debris. Turning you and Luca you pushed her away from the confusion trying to keep the hysterical woman calm as possible. You could hear the remaining Purple Dragons screaming at something and the shrill sounds they made indicated they were scared. Then you heard four heavy thuds as the old wood floor of the canned factory groaned in protest at the sudden added weight.

You could have sworn your ears were deceiving you when your name was called, frantic and angry behind you. Keeping Luca between you and the chaos, you turn around and a wave of relief rushed through you when your eyes landed on four mutant turtles trained in on you.

They were the most beautiful thing you had ever seen and when you saw the worry in Leo’s gaze the trauma of the day came thundering back. You knew how you felt, the throbbing ache in your face kept you painfully aware, but you had yet to see your physical appearance and from Leo’s expression you looked horrible. Your gaze fanned over to Raph, Donnie and Mikey and their faces showed a much different expression, they were seething mad, and their weapons were poised and ready for the fight. The threat of violence weighed heavy in the air and the way the turtles looked you would hate to be a Purple Dragon right now.

But there was no time as the Purple Dragons regained their composer and with Hun’s roaring orders from behind you they attacked. Everything was a blur and you could barely keep up with their dizzying movements.

Deadly, was one word to describe the way the four green blurs moved and precision was an understatement. Fueled by your worrisome appearance and the unsure outcome from your ripped clothes they fought with such ferocity even you were a bit unnerved. You were so enthralled you forgot about the woman behind you unaware the large four mutants were there to help. Luca’s high pitched scream rung like a gong in your eardrums making you winch in pain. Her hands wrapped around your arms and pulled you back away from them, away from the fight.

“Luca, it’s alright…..it’s ok, they’re friends!” You winched at the sudden strength in her fingertips. Prying from her grasp you turned to the petrified woman trying to reassure her that the four turtles were there to help not to harm them.

“They’re your friends?!” Her high pitched yelp came out in a quick snap behind her teeth.

“Yes, they saved me in the alleyway. They…” before you could finish a large arm clamped around your waist and right arm pulling you away from Luca with neck breaking speed. The sudden force made you drop your weapon sending it tumbling to the wood floor. An overwhelming urge to throw up rolled up your throat at the horrifying realization that you were pressed back against Hun making you yelp in terror unintentionally.

“So you know these freaks?” he growled in your ear wrapping his thick hand around the base of your throat. “Let’s see how much they appreciate you in one piece you little cunt. Scream for me beautiful?” His fingers tightened around your throat painfully gaining a strangled cry from you.

“Freaks!” he shouted gripping tighter effectively closing off your precious air supply.

All at once the fighting stopped and all eyes were on Hun and you. You felt useless dangling precariously in his oversized mitts watching your friends look on helplessly. Your only free hand slide around his wrist, trying with all your remaining strength to pry it from your throat but it was no use. The reality of the situation was he was 100 times stronger than you and you were now at his mercy, leaving the turtles vulnerable to his whim. Hun could demand anything and you were pretty sure they would do it, and that wasn’t going to be alright with you.

“Alright you fucking green freaks drop the weapons or little miss muffet loses her tuffet.”

Despite the lack of air and the crushing pressure on your larynx you roll your eyes at the large mans ridiculous threat, was he fucking serious? You couldn’t help but look at your friends gasping for much needed oxygen. Fury mixed with horror bore down on you from the turtles making your struggle even more futile. A sudden change in Leo’s stance made you turn your attention back to the leader in blue. You found his stare almost pleading behind the blue pools like he was trying to get you to understand him. The clatter of their weapons on the ground hit you like a dagger to the heart. They were now defenseless but you watched Leo’s hands hover over his belt and your suddenly realized what he wanted. He wanted you to trust him and you did with every fiber of your being. Nodding softly you let your hand drop to your side and remained perfectly still.

His hand moved with a blur of green and metal and the next thing you knew a roar of pain ripped from Hun’s throat. The crushing pressure on you abruptly lifted and you dropped to your feet. Reacting to your freedom you rolled forward away from the leader of the Purple Dragons landing just beside Luca again. Snatching up your lost weapon a smile spread over your lips seeing a shuriken embedded neatly halfway into the hand of the overgrown homicidal gym rat. Leo’s skill set with any kind of blade was awe inspiring which only added to his irresistible appeal.

“FUCK! KILL THEM ALL!”

Unwilling to be another pawn in Hun’s plan you grabbed Luca’s hand pulling her away from the fray and to the protective enclosure of four mutant turtles.

Weapon’s back in their hands the turtles wasted no time jumping back into the fight. From behind the protective barrier of the four giant mutants you could see Hun in the distance holding his hand screaming at his failing men. Even from this distance you could see the veins in his neck popping in anger and the foam forming in his gaping mouth. You had never seen someone so uncontrollably irate, the color in his face rolled from a white to a rosy pink as his temper escalated. Then his eyes found yours and if looks could kill you and Luca would both be dead on your feet.

Even though the four of them had been outnumbered the four brothers laid waste to the pitiful attempt of resistance and Hun quickly realized this wasn’t a fight he was going to win. Calling for a hasty retreat the remaining Purple Dragon’s and their hulk of a leader ran for the exits.

“Are we just gonna let them leave?!” Raphael growled about to run after the scared gang members still ready to smash some skulls.

“Yes we are, the cops should be out there by now to grab them, besides we have more important things to attend too.” Leo snapped at his impatient brother pointing aggressively at your wavering frame and the still terrified woman huddling behind you.

Raph let out a frustrated howl and shifted his weight to look past his older brother following his outstretched fingers direction. The seething mad turtle instantly softened being reminded of your current state and relaxed his volatile stance returning his sai to their holsters.

Your knuckles were white from your unwavering grip on your blade and you couldn’t stop the shaking of your legs as you willed yourself to stay standing. You didn’t want to look weak and you couldn’t pass out without explaining a few necessary things to the panic-stricken woman behind you. The fight was over but your body was still running on pure adrenaline and you were afraid once you started to come down you’d be on the floor in a puddle.

“Hey, it’s ok they’re gone. Are-are you ok?” Donnie was the first to talk putting his Bo away stepping towards you and Luca. His hands were out in front of him like he was making sure you knew he wasn’t going to hurt you. Why would you think they would hurt you but then you remembered the bloody machete in your death grip. Blood dripped from its tip the evidence of the violence you had demonstrated today, and you dropped it as if it was burning your skin.

Things you had done today, the things that were almost done to you. Your mind raced with images of blood and Hun on top of you and you suddenly felt dizzy. Reaching for your spinning skull you swayed as the room began to turn.

Seeing you stumble forward, Leo darted forward catching you before your legs gave out hitting the floor.

“Hey, hey its ok, I got you.” His hands were on you touching and searching for serious injuries and his large green hands shook hovering over the tattered remains of your pants. “Did he? Did they?” his once confident voice was timid and terrified asking the question they all were wondering. Did Hun take advantage of you?

“N-no he only touched; I was able to fight him off before he was able to get too far. But he almost….” You couldn’t finish, you didn’t want to think about that horrid man on top of you ever again. Turning to face Luca you smiled using Leo’s immense chest to hold your unsteady legs upright, the adrenaline was starting to wear off. Your fingers reached out resting on her arms pulling her a little closer to you and the four mutants.

“It’s ok Luca, these are my friends. They’re not going to hurt you. They are the ones who actually saved us back in the alleyway. If it wasn’t for them god knows what would have happened to us.”

The dazed look in Luca’s face intensified and she nodded giving an unsure smile before staggering back fainting into Mikey’s quick arms.

“At least she didn’t’ scream again.” Mikey mused gently picking up the motionless woman bridal style.

Leo looked down at you, his stomach churning at your current state. He hadn’t been here to protect you, to save you. He should have found you sooner and now that man had touched you in places he wasn’t supposed too. Your clothes were torn to shreds covered in blood, but you survived it. You had protected yourself and the other woman from a small gang for god knows how long.

“I’m sorry…” Leo started, his intense gaze locked in on you being careful not to touch your wounds.

You tilted your head on confusion, “Why would you be sorry Leo?”

“I should have found you sooner, should have realized something was wrong before Chief Vincent called us. I knew something was wrong but I thought…..”

“Whoa whoa whoa there Leo.” You held your hand up stopping the leader in blue before he went further down that ridiculous road. “You couldn’t have known or stopped what happened to me. You can’t protect me from everything that happens to me and it’s because of you four and Master Splinter that nothing more serious happened. I was able to defend myself enough until you somehow found where I was.” Your hands slide up his chest grazing over his wide neck before settling under his cheeks. Leaning up you pressed your lips to his stealing a kiss from their leader.

Leo’s arms tightened around you deepening the gesture further noting the coppery taste of your blood on his tongue from your busted lip. It felt good to have you in his arms, safe and out of danger but you needed medical attention.

As if on cue, the bay doors of the old cannery swung open allowing a hoard of police officers into the main floor. From the lack of surprise from the officers it was apparent that they had already laid eyes on the four mutants. Turning from Leo’s firm embrace you allowed the EMTs to usher you towards the ambulances just outside the building.

Mikey gently laid Luca down on the gurney provided and the four turtles followed you out into the night.

As the chill of the night air hit your sore exposed body your mood quickly brightened seeing Hun and his cronies struggle as the policemen shoved them into squad cars. With a firm hand from a policeman on top of his giant head Hun saw you and the turtles exit the building and the hulk of a man roared in frustration.

“This isn’t over yet you freaks! And you, you little bitch I ain’t threw with you yet! Not by a long shot!” The large man pushed forward trying to free himself before he was pushed into the tactical van. But with a single shot from the tazer he groaned in pain and rolled backwards into the van vanishing from view.

Raphael let out a low grunt of laughter and assisted you onto the gurney. “Serves him right the monster.”

The four turtles hovered around you while two EMTs tended to your wounds. They quickly brushed off the offers of medical attention to treat their own injuries from a few female EMTs who were done tending to Luca. You smiled watching the turtles blush at the attention, it was sweet. They deserved the positive glances and interest from humans. But you kept your eye on the ones that fawned over the leader in blue. Thankfully he was courteous and kept out of reach of wandering hands.

The jostling of your gurney brought your attention back to the EMTs and they were now loading you into the back of the ambulance. Leo moved around his brothers and growing cluster of female admirers and took your hand.

“I’ll see you when you’re released.”

Chapter Nine

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the-everlasting-dream · 7 years ago

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The Phantom - Kenji x MC AU

Summary: Set after the events of Hero Book 1, Kenji finally locates an elusive murderer but nothing could prepare him for what he finds instead.

A/N: My first time writing for Hero and Kenji so I apologise if I haven’t gotten the character quite right. This fic was sitting unfinished on my laptop for over 2 months, uninspired. I needed a deadline to kick my ass into finishing for Angst Day of the April Fan Challenge hosted by @laniquelove . I love Kenji dearly but this one really broke my heart to write so prepare yourselves

Prompt used will be highlighted in bold.

Word count: 4800+ Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Optional song accompaniment: Heartless - Kanye West Cover by Post Malone (love the original but Post’s has more of the soulful vibe I’m after)

Tags: @chantelle-x0x @choicessa @topsyturvy-dream and @mariawalkerwrites coz I’ve been teasing this all month.

It had been one year since Silas Prescott had unleashed his unstable Prism energy force on the city and while the rest of its population gradually recovered from the terror, Kenji Katsaros found himself in a stagnant loop, unable to move on from the disaster that had claimed the woman he cared for.

As promised, Dax and Poppy began the search almost immediately for Alexa, scouring local and international satellites, monitoring Earth’s exosphere for any trace of Prism energy. Their efforts were greatly enhanced when Grayson offered his father’s facility for their operation but after 12 months with no result, the doubt began to settle in and they began to assume the worst.

Meiko Katsaros noticed the change in her son first. She saw it in the way his usually bright eyes seemed to lose their fire, his trademark air of mischief seemed to have disappeared entirely. She saw it in the way he threw himself into his gym sessions - they'd never gone through so many punching bags in such a short time. She saw it every night as they had dinner together in the way Kenji would limply push his food across the plate until he realised she’d noticed, shovelling it into his mouth mindlessly and vanishing from the table before she could breech the subject. Meiko wished she could be there to comfort him but as DA, her job required her full attention especially after Silas' attack and with more people affected by the Prism's energy, the numbers of superhuman persons was at an all time high.

At his mother’s behest, Kenji returned to his duties as manager of The Grand, more to please her than anything, assuming some semblance of normalcy but it was clear to his friends that he was no longer the same person. Things that had once brought amusement like dancing and partying were wasted on him as he dully moved through life, without vigour, a shell of his former self often to be found sitting in the recesses of the club, nursing an untouched whiskey.

The city now hailed Talos the Man of Bronze as some sort of hero after witnessing his actions that day. Law enforcement officials had contacted him regarding contractual work, wishing to work together to impede the steady rise of crime that unfolded in the wake of the disaster. Kenji readily threw himself into the task as it served a dual and somewhat oxymoronic purpose. It took his mind off his worries but in doing so he felt strangely closer to Alexa.

I have to do this… It's what she would have wanted, he thought each time he threw himself into another mission. This is what she would be proud of. She had been a hero. She is a hero. I wish she could have been here to see it.

Friday night at the Grand was in full swing and Kenji found himself in his usual booth. Earlier, several girls had approached him to dance, eager to get his number but he had politely turned them down, preferring his own thoughts to the loud atmosphere of the club. His brain returned to its usual patterns, thoughts of Alexa, of her whereabouts.

Was she safe? Was she even alive?

The sad knowing smile she gave him just before she vanished appeared once again in his mind along with each vivid detail of that fateful day that had been etched deeply on the surface of his brain. Not for the first time, he immersed himself in the memory.

Fuschia rays lit up the sky, beams of energy rippling across the scene. Several skyscrapers were on fire, the smoke rising gently above the chaos below. The salty taste of blood and metal mingled on his tongue as, screams, sirens, sounds of wreckage merging together in a horrific cacophony that grazed his eardrums, setting his teeth on edge.

He had been too weak, powerless to do anything but watch as the madman that was Silas Prescott violently slam Alexa into pavement, the asphalt splintering under the impact. Arcs of magenta energy emanated from his form as he hammered his fists into her body. From somewhere on his left, Kenji vaguely heard Eva calling out.

'Starfly!’

Anger raced through him as he shouted across the tumult.

‘Get away from her!’

With great difficulty, Kenji pushed himself up onto an elbow before a stab of pain cut through his chest. Desperately shoving the sensation aside, he staggered to his feet before another blast of energy slammed into his torso, overwhelmed his body and he sank to his knees. The edges of his vision began to blur as the pinkish glow around Silas seemed to intensify ten times over. Alexa’s eyes found his own amidst all the chaos, her gaze holding a thousand unspoken words as her lips curved into a sad smile. As realisation dawned on him, Kenji started forward, ignoring the ripple of agony that coursed through his body, determined to get to her.

‘Alexa no! There has to be another way!’

For a moment, he thought Minuet was using her abilities to slow down time as he watched the woman he cared so deeply for pull Silas up into the stratosphere, her figure gradually growing smaller and smaller as she disappeared into the clouds above them. Shortly after, a massive explosion unfolded from above, blinding beams of pink light piercing through the clouds. A soul-crushing, resounding howl of pain and loss ripped from Kenji's throat before his brain could register what was happening.

NOOOO!

His eyes frantically raked the boundless morning sky for that familiar black suit, searching for some sign, any sign that she was alright. Through the storm of emotions, he felt rather than saw Eva come up beside him.

‘Do you see her?’ His voice was a ragged mess as he struggled to his feet, his bronze exterior vanishing as he scanned the horizon. Time became foreign as Kenji fought waves of fatigue, blindly staggering through the carnage of the battle, searching for her in the rubble until he fell to his knees. Soft hands came to rest on his shoulders.

‘Kenji… Kenji please. You can’t go on like this,’ Poppy’s soft voice broke through his frenzied state. ‘You’re exhausted. You need to rest.’

He cast his eyes to the sky, remembering Alexa’s dark ones burning into his before she sacrificed herself for the planet. ‘I-I need to find her Poppy… She has to be alive… I need to tell her...'

‘I know,’ Poppy soothed, running a hand across his bronze back. ‘I know. We will do everything to find her. But you need to come with me. You’ can’t help find her if you’ve collapsed with exhaustion.’

As much as Kenji hated to admit it, she had a point and the fatigue hit him as he struggled to his feet, allowing her to lead him away.

His phone chimed loudly, sending Kenji screeching back to the present and a glance at the brightly illuminated screen revealed a text message from Dax.

Found the perp from the homicide. Sending the coordinates now.

In an instant, he had grabbed his jacket and exited the building, fingers tapping out a quick reply.

On my way.

A few weeks earlier there had been a murder of four of the city's biggest business tycoons after their embezzlement scandal that had put hundreds of employees out of a job, was uncovered. When the authorities had finally broken into their luxurious villas to arrest them, all the men were found dead, heads separated from their bodies by a few metres of space. One by one more of the city’s corrupt leaders and citizens were found dead in their homes after evidence of their deceit was exposed.

The killer had executed their dark task with maximum prejudice and violence and when traces of Prism energy had been detected on the latest crime scene the police departments had immediately enlisted Talos on the case. Up till now, they had had no solid leads and law enfacement was reduced to grasping at straws, stray comments on online forums, scouring for hidden codes in text messages. When the media discovered this, they'd a field day with the information, spinning tall tales of events that never happened, striking fear into the hearts of the citizens, awarding the menace a moniker of The Phantom.

Kenji had been the murderer’s tail for over almost three weeks now but each time he got close they seemed to evade his reach. This was the strongest lead the team had ever picked up. If the information was held, he was close, so close to catching the bastard he could taste it on his tongue.

He was not letting them get away this time.

Touching the ear piece on the left side of his head, Kenji frowned, skeptically eyeing the decrepit steel warehouse before him. 'Dax you sure this is the place?'

The cool night air grazed his bronze form as he stared at the line of abandoned buildings at the docks edge, their silhouettes illuminated by the light of the pale full moon. The entire scene was eerily quiet save for water rippling gently against the jetties. A blueish hologram of the bushy haired lab assistant flickered up from the device on his bronze wrist.

'About 87% sure Talos. Prism energy here is at an all time high here, too high for any Liquid Prism user and the readings only match perfectly with the ones of the crime scene.’

‘Huh..’ Kenji heard Poppy say. 'If I didn’t know any better I’d say it was..’

‘Focus Poppy!’ Dax snapped. 'We have a murderer to catch.'

Kenji grunted in response. 'That's good enough for me. I'm going in.'

'Be careful Kenji.' Poppy's voice was thick with worry.

Brushing her words aside, he made for the building, ready to finally bring justice to the madman who had terrorised the city.

The main door to the structure was padlocked with chains but Kenji located a small side door and pushed it open, wincing as the hinges creak loudly. Moonlight splintered through the steel plated walls and cracked window panes, illuminating the dust warehouse floor littered with haphazardly stacked wooden boxes and large misshapen pieces of metal. Kenji's foot brushed a pile of rusty chains and he winced as a metallic clink echoed through the building. Rounding a wall of boxes, he was about to abandon the search before he saw a pale stream of moonlight entering through the open skylight.

A lone figure knelt in the square of light on lowest floor of the warehouse, a head of dark hair bowed, hands clenching in tight fists resting on bent knees.

At the sight, cold anger swelled up inside Kenji, tickling the back of his throat and flooding his sinuses and he struggled to fathom how a maniac who had killed at least a dozen people in cold blood could sit to calmly so peacefully like that, with the knowledge that they had taken life from other human beings. Sure the victims had’t been completely innocent, he might almost go so far as to say they deserved it. Almost.

While Kenji spared no drop of empathy for those businessman and media moguls who had been killed, his firm grip on morality reminded him that they had been human beings, like everyone else and there was no excuse for the violence that had brought them to their end.

Gritted his teeth, Kenji wound up for a punch, his right arm morphing into a hammer-like appendage - an ability he’d developed during the last year to transform any part of his bronze form into an object he projected from his mind. Pure rage seethed through him and his muscles tensed to coordinate for the perfect surprise attack. He poised to leap out from his hiding place behind a wall of boxes, his brain already beginning the process of coordinating an ambush when a stray puff of wind rippled through the warehouse, gently shifting the greasy hair covering the killer’s face. Recognition jolted through him and Kenji willed himself to reverse the motion, his body fighting to stabilise as two opposing actions collided, throwing him off balance towards the floor.

Her face. It was a face he knew, eyes he recognised, lips he’d kissed and caressed so lovingly.

Alexa.

Her name echoed in his mind with a new meaning almost as if her physical presence shook him out of the trance he had been in for the last 12 months. In that time Kenji’d pictured this encounter a thousand times, imagined each possible way it could play out in every moment waking or sleeping. He was too surprised to be angry, the adrenaline coursing through his veins temporarily keeping all the vast spectrum of emotions her presence had trigged at bay for now at least. His breath caught in his throat, a thousand questions swirling in his head.

How did she survive? Where had she been all this time? Why didn’t she come back to the lab? What was she doing in this place?

Unsure of what to say, Kenji hesitantly inched his way towards her, not caring to conceal the sounds his footsteps made against the dusty floor. Her eyes were downcast, and she did not make any move to acknowledge his presence. Only when he was a few metres away, did he dare to address her hesitantly.

‘Alexa.'

Her name sounded so foreign on his tongue after a year of unease almost as if he had forgotten to how to pronounce it.

‘WHAT?!?’ His friends voices overlapped as they shrieked their resulting surprise in his ear. With her gaze trained steadily on the floor beneath her, she snapped an arm up in his direction, fingers splayed outward, palm facing him as sparks of pink energy flickering dangerously between her digits. Kenji immediately froze, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender.

‘I’m not gonna hurt you. I just want to talk.'

Ignoring Dax and Poppy’s screeches of protest, he flipped the tiny switch on the earpiece, severing the connection.

‘Just you and me. A-Are you okay?’ He asked, punctuating the question with a tentative step forward. She ignored his question and though her arm remained outstretched, pink lightning vanished.

‘I’m gonna come closer now okay?,’ he told her, fighting to keep his voice even. When she made no move, he took a few steps closer to her kneeling figure.

In this unstable state, Kenji had no idea what she would do and the last thing he wanted was to scare her off. Now that he was closer, he could see through her greasy strands of hair to the blue brown eyes underneath still fixated on the spot on the floor. The light from the full moon was sufficient enough to bring his attention to her familiar black suit now riddled with rips and what he suspected to be burn marks, judging from the angry raw flesh underneath. Static streaks of pink lightning sparked across her skin in wild unpredictable patterns, almost seeming to flow from within her person.

Closer still and he could see the deep purple crescents under her eyes and his stomach dropped. Alexa’s true birth right as an alien was no secret to him, she’d confided in him about the real reason behind her enhanced endurance and capabilities. She was a strong woman and her powers only fortified her iron will and stubborn persistence. For her to end up here like this, so battered and ravaged, Kenji shuddered to think of the horrors she might have faced in the last year in whatever alien realm or cosmic continent she had disappeared to.

He shivered at the weight of this thought and it took a physical effort for him to remove all such concerns, at least temporarily. Right now she needed him, she needed her friend, someone he could trust and Kenji cast aside his bronze form, the metal rippling back to expose his human flesh. A tiny voice warned him against doing so, issuing a tugging reminder of his original mission, about the murderer he was meant to be tracking but he forcefully silenced the thought.

The one and only thing that mattered now was Alexa.

Crouching down to her level, he was close enough to touch her now, barely an arm's distance away. As much as his hands screamed to touch her, to hold her, tell her it was ok, he fought against the instinct, partially in the interest of self preservation, if he was being honest with himself. Even as Talos, he had barely been a match for her when she’d first discovered her powers and now Kenji shuddered to think what devastation Alexa could achieve with these newfound abilities. The bubbling sensation in his gut told him that it wouldn’t take much more than one hit from her pink lightning to knock him out. It was paramount that he did nothing to antagonising her in this fractured state. He had no idea what state her mind was in right now and could only imagine the fear and uncertainty she must be feeling. One false move on his part could scare her away and he’d lose her all over again.

‘Alexa,’ Kenji gulped before beginning tentatively. ‘Alexa, you have to come with me. It's not safe here.’

She continued to stare at a crack in the concrete undeterred by his request. If it wasn’t for the twitch of her mouth, he’d assume she was ignoring him.

Kenji tried again, becoming more and more aware of how exposed their position was and if anyone was lurking to attack they’d have a clear shot at them. He needed to persuade Alexa to leave or at least move to a more sheltered area.

'There’s a murderer on the loose… they've killed over a dozen people and they could-‘

'Murderer hmm? That's what they’re calling me now?’

Her voice was low and cracked almost as if she hadn’t used it in the entire year she’d been away. Or rather, Kenji realised, she’d used it too much, running it ragged from screaming until it escaped her in a rough croak. Her tone, however, was unmistakable, bordering somewhere between vague disinterest and amusement and the way she emphasised murderer was enough to made him bristle visibly. Why was it that word that broke her out of her trance? What was it about the word that suddenly prompted her to acknowledge him?

'Alexa what do you mean?’ Kenji questioned, not comprehending her meaning. 'No one’s called you a murderer? Silas’ death was not your fault.'

She raised her head at the remark. Her stormy eyes stared blankly into his, looking at Kenji for the first time in a year. He marvelled again at the unique combination of green and brown in her irises, one of the first things he’d noticed about her. Her gaze now was obstructed partially by the grimy strands of black hanging limply from her scalp but the look held within was unmistakable.

'A-Alexa?’ He stammered, as the neurons in his brain kicked into overdrive, scrambling to put together the pieces as a surge of doubt rose up in his chest welled up.

Kenji shook his head violently as if the very action could expel the notion from his mind and undo the countless atrocities she was alluding to have committed. He refused to admit it.

Because it just wasn’t true!

This was Alexa he was talking to. His Alexa.

The thought stunned him. He’d never called her that, never once in his mind or out loud and certainly not to her face. While the thought prompted feelings of tenderness and nostalgia, Kenji found it hard to stomach either of the as he frantically searched her eyes for some remorse, a shred of regret, anything to reassure him that he’d read it wrong, that actually it wasn’t her after all, it was an accident, she hadn’t meant to do it. It was all a misunderstanding because she wasn’t a murderer, she just couldn’t be. He felt sick to the stomach instantly.

A deeper horror replaced the initial shock as Kenji watched Alexa’s left eyebrow lifted ever so slightly, throwing out a challenge in the subtle move, daring him to think differently.

She’d done it. She’d killed those people.

She was the murderer.

It seemed to press on his chest, constricting his lungs until his breath came out in haggard gasps. Kenji didn’t know what was worse, the fact that she’d done it or that she was proud of what she’d done. He struggled to keep his composure to keep himself from shouting, from grabbing her to yell why, how could she have done this?

His face must have betrayed him because Alexa's lips had just begun to curl up into a terrifying smile almost as if she was taking pleasure in watching him squirm. The muscles of her jaw unclenched in preparation to speak when-

BEEP BEEP

Both sets of eyes flew immediately to the communications device on his wrist where the blue hologram of Poppy began to take form. Her voice flowed in through Kenji’s earpiece and he cursed once, realising Dax must have had deliberately reactivated their comm line.

'Sorry to interrupt Talos.’ His friend's tone was apologetic and one glance at Alexa told him that she was using her super hearing to listen in on the conversation.

His gaze focused once more on the hologram and his friend's dishevelled appearance before he realised something must have been very wrong for Poppy Patel to be wearing torn clothes.

'There's been another attack on the nano science labs here at Prescott Industries,’ her voice was shaky as she spoke. 'I know you’re in the middle of something important but they’ve got guns and are all enhanced on Liquid Prism.'

Poppy’s voices took on a desperate tone now. 'There are seven of them and they’ve got Dax and the other scientists locked away in the simulation room. I don’t know where Grayson or Eva are but I managed to get out and get to the lab. Please Kenji! We need yo-'

Poppy’s blue silhouette fizzled once before disappearing as the feed cut out. Kenji leapt to up, adrenaline coursing through him as his eyes flew across the room, searching for the nearest exit, scrambling to calculate how quickly he could get to his friends.

In a heartbeat, Alexa was on her feet next to him, her voice leaden as she stated. ‘I’m coming with you.’

‘No way!' Kenji protested, looking at her as if she was out of her mind. After what she had just revealed to him, there was no way in hell he’d allow her to come along. 'Thats not an option. Not in your current state.’

She ignored his protest, glaring ahead, her face devoid of emotion. 'They must be purged. The only way is to eliminate them. Permanently.’

‘What?’ He snapped, whirling around to look at her. For a brief moment he thought she was playing a cruel joke on him but one look at her stony expression put that thought to rest.

'Alexa do you even hear yourself?’ He questioned, refusing to believe what he had just heard. 'You’re not actually suggesting to kill them are you?'

'What other option is there?'

Her suggestion burned in his ears as Kenji stared at her in horror. The way she said it made the idea seem so simple, as if it was a casual comment or remark. He could never imagine such words to come from the Alexa he’d known. She’d never trivialise something as important as peoples lives, no matter who or what they had done.

'They don’t deserve to live.’ He heard her say, her voice echoing hollowly through the empty warehouse.

She couldn’t do this, he wouldn’t let her. He wouldn’t standby and watch as she murdered more people. That alone was enough to break him out of the trance her words had trapped in and he finally found his voice.

'Maybe not but its not up to you to decide that,’ he pleaded, hoping, praying that she would come to her senses.

Alexa scoffed bitterly, settled her stormy grey gaze on him. ‘Everyone has their vices, darling, at least mine do some damn good around here.’

‘Vices?’ Kenji gasped raggedly, shocked that such words could come from his friend, the woman he deeply cared for. ‘Arrogance is a vice, drinking too much is a vice. Killing people isn’t a vice Alexa! I don’t care what you've done, no hero should ever—’

Her voice was as sharp as steel, silencing him, cutting through his protests with frightening precision. ‘Well there’s your first mistake. Who ever said I wanted to be a hero?’

That voice cut Kenji to his core, like a diamond knife heated precisely, deliberately to the melting point of bronze stabbed into his chest to its intended destination, his heart and he recoiled from it as if she’d physically struck him. Memories of times shared with her came flooding back through the chaos churning inside him. Alexa couldn’t have forgotten. Even if she didn’t want to remember, he did and he be damned if he failed to convince her otherwise.

‘You did Alexa! You said that yourself! You used to save people. That's what heroes do. What you did! You saved us all from Silas last year and-

‘Look how that turned out,’ she hissed, her face morphing into an ugly sneer so intense that Kenji actually took a step away from her.

Despite her protests, Kenji still believe that the woman he loved was there. She had to be there. She just needed to be reminded of who she was.

'Come home with me Alexa. Come home please! We can sort this out. I know we can!' As Kenji said this he placed a hand on her arm, touching her for the first time.

Faster than lightning, her arm shot out against his chest, shoving him hard and his reflexes barely had time to summon his bronze form before his body hit the warehouse wall, hard. Kenji could taste the metallic tang of blood in his mouth, his vision swimming, barely able to register Alexa's dark figure standing over him.

'Don't you see?’ She snarled, her voice rising over the ringing in his ears. 'I did go home! And all they did was make me into a monster. There's so much you don’t understand, so much I’ve done. There’s no going back for me now.’

Before Alexa could walk away, Kenji latched on to her leg, pouring all his strength into the grip, even though he knew he couldn’t hold her back. ‘Alexa, please you don’t believe that. You can’t believe that. Please.'

'Let me go Katsaros. Before you make me do something you'll regret,’ she spat venomously.

Kenji’s sharp intake of breath could be hear throughout the warehouse when she said his name.

'Then do it!' He pleaded, voice high in desperation. 'I don’t care what happens to me if it will bring you back. The city needs you back! Your friends Grayson, Dax, Eva, Poppy they were all looking for you everyone was looking for you. I just need you back Alexa.’

His legs swayed against empty air as she seemed to rise above him and he tightened his grip on her leg as she began to hover higher and higher, passing through the open skylight.

'The Alexa you knew is not coming back,’ she informed him coldly as their altitude increased until the entire city sprawled out below them. 'She died when Silas blasted her into oblivion. You’re nothing but a fool chasing a fantasy.'

Kenji’s hold faltered slightly and his muscles burned, using all his energy to clutch her leg.‘No! I refuse to believe that. My Alexa is still in there. If that makes me a fool so be it!' He declared before his breath caught and he choked out the next words. 'I love you so much, I'd be willing to die for you.'

Alexa halted their ascent, her piercing stare cutting through whatever resolve he had left. Of all the weapons she’d attacked him with, her silence, her blatant refusal to speak was the most violent.

At this, something inside Kenji just… broke…

It was unspeakable torture to look into the eyes of the woman you had confessed your love for and find nothing but cold distaste and repulsion. His arms screamed as he struggled to keep his grip, trying to find some purchase, some reassurance to fortify his convictions but there was none. Space had chewed up the woman he loved, disgorging this cold-hearted, malevolent creature in her place instead.

Even as he fell, Kenji's eyes remained on her retreating figure. Without so much as a second glance, the Phantom soared upwards, disappearing into the night. She wasn’t his to claim, never was and from the last look in her eyes, she never would be.

She truly was an alien to him now...

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Pokemon Adventures Villains Evilness - From Most To Least

1. Ghetsis Harmonia Gropius - This man has no redeeming qualities to speak of and as far as rap sheets for a villain whose primarily goal is NOT to kill a whole bunch of people in the name of making a better world go, his is a real whopper, with atrocities that are rooted in Pokemon-on-human violence or sometimes even physical violence with his cane that are shockingly dark, cruel and unpleasant even for this manga in just how nonchalantly he commits them and with such unparalleled sadism. Everything about the way he raised up N to be groomed and exploited for his plan (thus everything N did, including persuading Gigi to leave White, is all thanks to Ghetsis), abusing Pokemon en masse in order to build N's Castle and fool N into not seeing the truth, mental violation of trainers who listen to his speeches via Hypnosis so that they release their Pokemon and even implied use of that same Hypnosis on N, ordering the capture of Victini, Volcarona, and the Kami Trio to be used as test subjects and having the Swords of Justice hunted down and nearly killed by his lackeys, spearheading the "Pokemon Liberation" plan that captured several Pokemon (including Hugh's little sister's Purrloin), having Eelectross electrocute Black from behind and send him into painful paralysis, having his Pokemon beat down the Gym Leaders and forcing one (Brycen) to surrender by threatening an innocent hostage (Hawes) in his Hydreigon's grasp, crucifying six Gym Leaders to display before Unova as a show of strength, ordering the hostile takeover of the Unova League that endangers the lives of all the spectators, trapping Black in a no-win situation where his Hydreigon would kill him on the spot, ordering the Sages to use their Pokemon to kill a whole bunch of defiant trainers, trying to have Black and his Pokemon burned alive by Hydreigon and Volcarona's flames in order to cover up N's defeat to the public of Unova, having Colress' Beheeyem knock Black into the reverting Light Stone so that he and all his Pokemon are trapped within the Inter-Dream Zone for two years, commissioning Kyurem's torture via the Colress Machine to raise it's power, overseeing Team Plasma's freezing terrorist attack on seven towns that has many people either dying or entering a death-like hibernation sleep and even threatening to freeze the entire continent once at the Giant Chasm, sealing N into the Dark Stone to use him and Zekrom as a Living Battery and Human Shield for Black Kyurem then bluntly trying to kill his son when he's freed afterwards, attempted homicide on all the trainers who oppose him, initiating a self-destruct of the Plasma Frigate to kill himself and the many people and Pokemon - including those still inside the thousands of stolen Poke' Balls he had with him - on board rather than be made a prisoner for his crimes, striking his son across the face and savagely bludgeoning him half to death with his cane...there’s even an implied beating down of his Hydreigon after loss to Alder (explains the Frustration move!). All of that because Ghetsis desired to rule Unova and then the world with an iron fist under a totalitarian regime in which he and his Team Plasma are the only humans to own, control and use Pokemon, all due to massive feelings of greed and entitlement. Simply put, Ghetsis is a monster. Such a monster that at least 75% of Unova’s Pokemon, literal monsters, stare him down with righteous fury, unforgiving hatred, and sheer disgust in their eyes. I don’t think any villain in Pokemon before or since then has been as great an enemy to Pokemon themselves.

2. Lysandre - If there’s any other villain could compete with Ghetsis in being as horrifically vile and heinous as this manga has to offer, his immediate follow-up, Lysandre, would be that villain. One could make the argument he’s every bit as bad or even worse because while Ghetsis was simply pure evil, Lysandre is a man of admirable, humanizing qualities, strong convictions to what he believes to be morally right and in the best interest of others, and the capacity to do great good with his wealth, power and influence, but he chooses to be a complete bastard and turn all that towards committing great evil instead. His goal is the mass eradication of all life in the Kalos region except for those select few people and Pokemon who are either with his Team Flare or are “elite” enough to buy their life’s security, believing this will create a brighter, more beautiful future for Kalos. To this end, he’s responsible for the destruction of Vaniville Town, influencing the media to cover up Team Flare’s crimes and stack the odds against their enemies, threatening the life of a child when he suspects too much, trying to drain energy from Xerneas in order to turn life-giving power into a bringer of death, keeping AZ locked up as a prisoner, capturing Pokemon from Pokemon Village to drain their life energy via Absorption Stones, controlling Mewtwo to attack his allies, controlling Emma to the point where he overloads her Essentia suit and nearly kills her, and trying to use a forcibly controlled Zygarde’s power to kill his enemies and re-activate the Ultimate Weapon to obliterate everyone in Kalos. Many people suffered due to Lysandre’s actions - some may have even lost their lives, and even more would have perished had his plan succeeded. Lysandre might have had a valid point about the state of Kalos, it’s culture and it’s people, and he had some amount of true affection for Pokemon that made him capable of mastering Mega Evolution, but his crimes are still unpardonable and he met the end he deserved.

3. The Mask Of Ice (Pryce) - When an inherently not evil person bottles up some much negative emotions and represses so much pain for so many years, ultimately letting his heart freeze over, his mind crack, and his sense of morality completely crumble, this is the result - one of the coldest, cruelest, most fiendish villains in all of Pokemon Adventures. The old bastard controlled Lugia and Ho-Oh to abduct at least six children and raise them up to be his evil disciples. When Team Rocket disbanded in Kanto, he revived the group in Johto, with he and four of his kids taking leadership and controlling the grunts’ minds with special masks. With the goal of capturing Celebi in order to control the powers of time itself, the Masked Man committed atrocious acts such as freezing the Lake of Rage, nearly killing Gold and Silver in a brutal way, having his agents hunt Suicine, controlling Ho-Oh and Lugia again for a rampage at the cross-regional League Tournament, threatening the life of a little girl to get her grandfather to open up the GS Ball for him, and risking the decimation of the entire planet just so he could go back in time and right a wrong from his past. While Pryce’s heart might’ve thawed out in the end and he did some good upon his return in the HG/SS Chapter, it’s too late in his life to fully atone for his evildoing. Sad!

4. Archie and Maxie - When in their right state of mind, these two are some of the less truly evil villains in Pokemon. But...when Kusaka made them go crazy and evil, he made them go REALLY crazy and evil. Having their madness linger even after the orbs were out of their hands, to the point where they just wanted to destroy everyone and everything in their way for no real reason, Archie was A-OK with murdering Maxie in order to gain a special suit of armor from Team Galactic, and with that armor and control over a phony Kyogre, he tried to flood the Earth and drown every living thing on it just to see his perverted dream realized and take revenge on those who defied him last time. I don’t know why Kusaka seemed to hate these characters so much that he’d turn them into such deranged monsters, but I’m glad he didn’t do it again in the ORAS Chapter.

5. Colress - This dude’s actually not evil so much as he is amoral to a truly frightening degree, but that amorality makes him by and large one of the most sinister and dangerous antagonists in the series. Many of Ghetsis’ nastiest crimes, such as the Hypnosis of trainers into releasing Pokemon, the freezing of the Swords of Justice, capture and experiments on the Kami Trio, sealing Black and his Pokemon in the Light Stone, capture and torture of Kyurem, and the freezing of all those cities, are deeds that Colress was gleefully complicit in, and his done his own share of deplorable deeds like his unethical uses of Genesect, mind controlling several Pokemon, freezing Blake and Whitley and having them dumped into the sea, and nearly killing Blake in their final battle. He’s at least done a few nice things here and there like rescuing N when he fell from Black Kyurem, being a graceful loser to his worthy adversary (unlike sore loser Ghetsis), and helping to neutralize the threat of Necrozma in the Alola region. But he’s still a selfish dick who belongs in jail.

6. Faba - He represents a far smaller scale, more personal sort of evil, but it’s of the vilest sort. This version of Faba goes beyond being a pompous prick straight into being a raging incel who let his infatuation for his boss, Lusamine, go to his head to the point where he pushed her husband into an Ultra Wormhole just to have him out of the way, and while Lusamine still rejected his advances, Faba schemed to bring about the destruction of her and her entire family while he could take over her company and run it how he saw fit, in a tyrannical way of course. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’s also the one who cheated Sun’s grandfather out of his island and turned it into Aether Paradise, he’s stepped all over those on his own side and taken advantage of Team Skull’s position, and has tried to straight up murder not only Lusamine but her two children too! I dislike the way Faba is used and written in this manga, but it’s all the same undeniable that he’s one of the series’ most loathsome characters.

7. Charon - Well before Ghetsis and Faba, Charon was Kusaka’s first stab at a main villain with ZERO redeeming features. There’s no pretense of noble intentions motivating his actions - he’s driven by stone cold greed for both money and super rare, super strong Legendary or Mythical Pokemon. While his rap sheet is fairly short, it does include some standout dick moves such as his mind control of the Galactic Grunts, his beatdown of Buck at Stark Mountain, his atrocious treatment of Pokemon in general (especially poor Rotom), and most reprehensible of all, using Giratina to nearly kill a child right in front of his friend, laughing and gloating about it afterwards. After what a sociopathic maniac he showed himself to be, you’d better believe he deserved to be blasted and have the crap beaten out of him, and ending up the only leading Galactic member to get jail time.

8. Malva - Malva was to Lysandre what Colress was to Ghetsis. She was complicit in many of Lysandre’s most monstrous crimes and has some crimes unique to her, particularly when she’s in control of the destruction-bringing Yveltel. Know how I mentioned Lysandre’s influence over the media to cover up Team Flare’s crimes and stack the odds against their enemies? That’s largely thanks to Malva, who’s a big media mogul AND a member of Kalos’ League. She seems to hate most people aside from those she takes a fancy to (particularly Lysandre, whom she’s insanely devoted to) so she relishes the idea of killing most of her region’s population, yet she hypocritically exemplifies everything wrong with Kalos’ culture based on shallow materialism and fickle outer beauty, so I can’t help but suspect that Team Flare is actually more her baby than it is Lys’.

9. Lance - Sometimes a person can care and feel too much about Pokemon and it leads them to doing some abominable things in the name of bettering life for them. Lance was one such person, as thanks to his natural empathetic abilities that allow him to feel a Pokemon’s heart through his own, he became a crazed, power-mad misanthrope who sought to wipe humanity off the face of the Earth save for the truly elite trainers who cared about Pokemon enough and had strength enough to protect them so that the world could become paradise for Pokemon everywhere - no longer would they suffer from the careless acts of people! As leader of the Elite Four, his crimes were of a higher magnitude than those of Team Rocket’s, worst of them being completely decimating Vermilion City with a super sized Hyper Beam and attempting to use Lugia to obliterate all humans on the continent of the Kanto-Johto regions, possibly taking the rest of the world down with it. A real bad dude to be sure, but he’s also the start of the more honorable, redeemable villains on this list because he has pure intentions behind his actions, he’s got plenty of redeeming qualities, he chickens out of villainy after getting his ass nearly killed by Yellow and becomes a good guy, and even his attempt at omnicide leaves much to be desired by today’s standards, as it seemed set to effect only a single continent and a few islands with the danger of it MAYBE destroying the rest of the world too.

10. Cyrus - “HOLD IT!” I hear you cry “Cyrus tried to literally destroy the entire goddamn universe so that he could rewrite reality and play God! How is he below Lysandre or Lance on the evilness totem pole?” Well first off, Cyrus wanted to end things via a collapse of time and space so that he could then re-create it all but purged of spirit, so there was a method to the madness rather than just “Kill ‘Em All!”. Secondly, Lys and Lance were primarily motivated by hate. Cyrus was not - Cyrus is a believer in human potential, so he truly wanted to make life and existence better for people. And finally, in his individual actions, Cyrus didn’t cross too many lines beyond what you’d expect of a villain towards his enemies in this manga. Thoroughly wrecking the Gym Leaders and striking Dia with the broken Red Chain were pretty harsh of him, but for the most part, he played fair. Cyrus’ style suggests the epitome of evil, but his actual substance shows him to be a fairly reasonable and ultimately pitiful man. Which would be why he turned towards redemption in the end. When a scary bad guy ends up at a point where he’s affectionately snuggling a Shaymin in his arms, his evilness cred is done for.

11. Giovanni - The classic villain himself. He was established as quite the vicious motherfucker, pretty much killing two Magmar with his Cloyster in his debut chapter, being behind the creation of Mewtwo and all the agony that caused Blaine, launching a hostile takeover of Saffron City and Silph Co. that resulted in an unholy abomination fusion of the three Legendary Birds, conducting life-threatening experiments on Pokemon in his Viridian breeding grounds, and even trying to have a 10 year old kid impale on his Pokemon’s horn! This man is just EVIL...but he’s got plenty of standards. He’s surprisingly civil, respectful, honorable, enjoys a good fight and appreciates those who show strength and convictions, and he’s even a caring father to his long lost son, Silver. And while he’s a bastard to Pokemon in a lot of ways, he’s never been too sadistic or homicidal towards other people. He’s even helped out on occasions where he felt obligated to see a mess he was partially responsible for get cleaned up, as in the ORAS Chapter. He’s still an unrepentant evildoer, but at least he’s a sane one with a conscience.

12. Lusamine - Here is our villainess, a narcissistic sociopath, a massive druggie, and possessive, controlling, emotionally abusive mother extraordinaire. She is everything that is evil and wicked. She has literal ice water coursing through her veins. Her lipstick is red from the blood of those who stand in her way. She’s one bad bitch. ...But what if...we developed her...by making her a misunderstood woobie, who is only evil because of a douchebag man?!? Yeah, even putting that aside, Lusamine’s not exactly an EVIL person in this manga - she’s just completely out of her mind because she totally mismanaged her emotional duress and grieving over her missing husband, and the stress of being a single parent, and was led down the wrong path. Like Cyrus, she’s frightening, but not pure evil at all.

13. The Four Rocket Executives - Even with a beefed up role and a more dangerous plan they’re working, these four are pretty small potatoes as far as evildoers go. Plus, while Archer and Petrel might be crazy jerks, Arianna and Proton are alright as far as Rockets go.

14. Guzma - The manga depicts Guzma in a much more detailed, more realistic, more unsettlingly unhinged light, showing just how damaged, violent, and self-destructive he can get, and as such he gets to commit more horrible acts of villainy than what the games showed to us. But like the above-mentioned Rocket Executives, this increase in threat level doesn’t make him any more evil than he was to begin with. He’s still a small time delinquent among villains and one who is easily redeemable with his sympathetic background, likable qualities, and care for his home and family beneath all his bravado. Easily among the least despicable major antagonists.

15. Lorekeeper Zinnia - See the above panels where she starts getting into how she pretty much ruined Ruby and Sapphire’s life way back when? That’s pretty much the height of her villainy. Otherwise, this girl isn’t even a real villain - she’s just a cocky, self-important dick and a troll who delights in messing with others she thinks of as puny NPCs while she tries to play the hero. None of her actions go beyond the pail in terms of how dark shit can get in this manga, she’s got loved ones, a sad backstory, and good intentions for doing what she does, and after she pays the price for her reckless arrogance she redeems herself and becomes Ruby and Sapphire’s friend. Steven’s dad was honestly the more reprehensible character in this story!

Honorable Mention: N - N as Team Plasma’s king is as much a villain as Bucky Barnes was as HYDRA’s Winter Soldier. He was fucking brainwashed, in this manga more literally than anywhere else

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