Pokemon Syndicate

Episode 19: K S O

"Inteleon, do you copy? Inteleon! Over!"

"Could you actually be a little quieter? Over."
"I'll ignore your unnecessary rudeness, Agent. Please provide an update on the scouting assignment. Over."

Inteleon surveyed the outer perimeter of the alien spacecraft with the scope of his Snipe Shot for any sign of activity. Besides the hanger bays opening to let smaller ships in, the area and atmosphere seemed calm.

"Nothing to report, Madam President. I'm patiently waiting for the other two to report back. Over."

It was none other than President Altaria using a secret line of communication with her war & espionage task force outside of the government's Pokemon Secret Service. 

"Have they been gone long? Over," replied President Altaria, eagerly awaiting developments on the alien threat hovering above her world. 

"Incineroar insisted on creating a 'distraction' so Meowscarada could infiltrate the interior. It's been about...30 minutes. Over," responded a calm and collected Agent Inteleon.

"I heard my name. Wait hold on...TAKE THIS!! DARK LARIAT!!! Okay...*pant pant pant* Sorry, guys. There's a lot of alien Pokemon down there. They call themselves...Elgyem. Hey, Inteleon do you mind helping pick some of these guys off? Over."

Incineroar could now be seen through Inteleon's scope mowing through little blue aliens; his Dark-type advantage over the platoon of Elgyem's Psychic typing made the brawl manageable, but he was still greatly outnumbered. 

"So glad that you could report in. And it sounds like you're having fun. Over," joked President Altaria at the violent noises occurring in Incineroar's background.

"Pretty Birdie, is that you? And uh...fun is not exactly the word I'd use. Seriously, Inteleon, snipe these fools. Over."

"That's Madame President to you, my bulky friend. Inteleon, you'd better help him out. Please report to me with any more findings. And please remain safe. Over and out."

President Altaria vacated the private line. Inteleon then turned his scope's attention to the battle area on one of the hanger bays; explosive sounds and crowds of Elgyem being forced back by Incineroar's skillful might. 

"Watch your head, Kitty #1", commanded Inteleon, warning Incineroar to duck for cover as he aimed and quickly shot down a crowd of Elgyem with speed and precision.

"You're too good at this, Inteleon. Over."

"Kill shots only. Or did you forget?" replied the skilled assassin to his accomplice. "But I'm worried about Meowscarada. She hasn't responded for 45 minutes. Over."

"Come down here, and let's head inside to help her. She doesn't have to do all of the scouting herself. Over."

"You read my mind. I'm headed down. Cover yourself until I arrive. Over."

In the ship's Commander's Chambers

"Master, it would seem that we have intruders. What should we do?"

"Send UB-02 hunting" commanded Deoxys.

"Understood, Master" replied Jirachi.

"Also, Jirachi..."

"Yes, Master Deoxys."

"Do you think I've been too hard on my soldiers?"

"I don't think I would be the best person to ask that, Master."

"Hmm...hehehe. I suppose you are right about that. Carry on with your tasks, Little Star."

"As you command, Master Deoxys."

The brainwashed Jirachi then took to the ship's containment chamber wing, where the UB experiments were kept. Meanwhile, a steadily hidden feline Pokemon was eavesdropping on the conversation between the master and slave.

"UB-02? Who the hell is...what the hell is UB-02?" said Meowscarada to herself. "I'd better stick to the shadows. I don't know what UB-02 is, but it doesn't need to find me. I should get back to the others."

Deoxys stood and gazed out of the window of the ship's command center.

"The experimental phase of my operation is nearly complete, and just in time for the merging and erasure of realities. This phenomenon is far beyond the capabilities of the Space Dragon...I wonder...?" Deoxys spoke to himself.

He began to pace back and forth in contemplation, coiling and uncoiling his tentacles steadily and methodically. 

"The UB serum now runs through me as well, but would it be enough to end Palkia once and for all? Hmm...I almost forgot. You can come out now."

"...about time" replied a small, purplish alien Pokemon. "I don't like feeling like your secret pet compared to Jirachi. What makes that brainwashed, basket case so special?"

"You just answered your own question, Poipole. He's a powerful Pokemon, the Wishing Star, and foil to Palkia. And now he's my slave. He is both invaluable leverage and an indispensable weapon." 

"And in that same sentiment, being what I am, what does that make me?"

"Not brainwashed, Poipole."

"...I see."

"Besides," Deoxys responded in a reassuring tone, "I respect and value you. You're the reason all of this is even possible..."

In the containment chamber of the ship...

The Wishing Star Pokemon floated through the large hall containing numerous glass tanks; each containing one of Deoxy's many scientific endeavors before reaching a desk in the center of the room. Jirachi hovered above a dubious computer's keyboard and began typing at a blinding speed. Sifting through the profile pages of each of Deoxys's experiments, he finally found his chosen subject: a peculiarly muscular alien Pokemon with a menacingly protruding stinger for a mouth.

"UB-02...Codename: Absorption...vitals at 100%. Cerebral scan...everything checks out. Please awaken, Buzzwole."

The glass tank drained the containment liquid before lifting slowly to reveal a cognitive Buzzwole.

"You have orders, UB-02. There are intruders aboard the ship."

"...orders received", buzzed the threatening insectoid Pokemon. "Who are they?"

"You are tasked with finding out. If you can bring them to Deoxys alive, I'm sure he would love new test subjects. However, if you do eliminate them, would he complain?" commanded Jirachi.

"Understood, Jirachi. I will make sure they don't escape this ship."

"Good, Deoxys will be pleased. Failure was never an option."