The Black Sun Order: The Two Hells

MISSION 34(Shadorbia)

ATTENTION! IF YOU ARE NOT PART OF THE SHADORBIA INTELLIGENCE AGENCY, DO NOT READ. IF YOU READ ANY FURTHER AND ARE NOT FROM THE SIA, YOU WILL SUFFER EXTREME CONSEQUENCES.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Pokémon walked around.

He was in despair, this was due to his people revolting more than often, which was strange.

Pokémon usually had it all under control.

But now?

He had no control over the situation.

Shadorbia was Pokémon's... little playground.

He liked to play in it, a lot.

It got him dirty.

With the blood of others.

However, it was all worth it.

Pokémon now had a full on plan, and that was to cleanse Shadorbia of all void lovers left over(Which should not be alive by now since the void is dead) and to remove any non spruce lovers from his country.

And from this world.

This seemed like a easy feat, but now, with the many revolts going on, it seemed like a mere dream, never meant to be accomplished.

He didn't know why his people were acting like this.

The officers outside had killed so many of them, it was getting risky.

And just as he wondered that, he heard a rock go thru the window of his office.

"Give us freedom or give us death!" Said a bunch of protestors outside.

Pokémon was about to send a army of officers to get "rid" of these people when one of the protestors threw a balled up piece of paper to Pokémon's face.

When Pokémon undid the ball, he read the paper.

It read:

"Shadow allowing elections in Acirema!"

Pokémon, who had a cup of coffee, grabbed it, and threw it to the floor.

The coffee spilt and the cup shattered into pieces.

"Shadow...

Why would you do THIS!" Said Pokemon, enraged.

This couldn't be, Pokemon thought, Elections? No way.

But it was happening, and now, he had to deal with it.

He obviously couldn't grant them elections, there were no candidates!

And then, Pokémon's twisted mind, came up with an idea.

Purging and murdering all void and non-spruce lovers was stupid.

But what if he gave them...

"Jobs"

Pokémon's lips curled into a sinister smile.

He stood up from his office chair, and talked to an officer.

The officer, upon hearing what Pokemon said, was absolutely terrified.

But it was a order.

The Officer called upon others to arrest the protestors.

The protestors fought, and unfortunately, a few had to die.

But the rest of them, were captured.

And then, the officers walked to a minecart station.

It led to many places, but the protestors were going to be sent to a specific place.

They were out in the minecart, and sent on their way to a place.

The "re-education" camps of Shadorbia.

6 months ago, Pokemon had built a camp in case things got tense, but once it was done, it was never used.

But now? It had a use.

Pokémon walked to the train station, and looked around.

He saw some people staring at him with utter fear.

Others just pretended to ignore him.

It didn't matter to Pokemon.

All that mattered to Pokemon, was getting on the minecart.

He got into the minecart, and after a long time, landed in the camp.

The camp was being secured by some personnel and stone brick walls.

It was more fortress than camp.

It also had 5 levels.

Level 1 was easy labor.

Level 2 was harder and harsher.

And so on.

Now... where shall I put these rascals? Thought Pokémon.

Pokémon's brain told him to put them in level 1.

But his cold, iron heart, told him to put them in level 5.

And he always obeyed his heart.

He grabbed some chains located in a chest, and chained up the protestors, who fought heard but Pokemon managed to chain up.

He got them out of the minecarts, and sent them up the stairs.

They refused, so Pokemon had to pull out a crossbow.

Eventually, the now slaves, were in level 5.

Pokémon left them there, and walked to the guard towers

He gave one of the guards a crossbow, and commanded him to oversee the labor force.

Pokémon also put some extra crossbows in one of the guard chests in case other guards wanted to join.

"Free u-" One of the slaves was about to saw.

But the guard grabbed a stick, and beat them with it.

The slaves were forced to smelt iron and mine it.

Pokémon's face filled up once more, with an extremely sinister smile.

He walked down the stairs, and traveled using the minecart.

While he waited for the minecart to send him to Shadorbia, he wondered, Hmmm, what if I build more camps.

And then, when he landed in Shadorbia, the thought was now a plan.

It was time for a experiment.

A terrible experiment.

A experiment, nicknamed as...

Mission 34.

Deus nos adiuvet, quia nemo alius.