Pokemon Syndicate

Episode 20: Time Tells The Truth Pt. 2

"I do not fear that tyrant, " exclaimed Deoxys. "He can't rule Space forever. See to it that preparations are made for Palkia's eventual arrival."

"Master, Buzzwole has yet to return from his assignment."

"It was your task to ensure that our test subject pass this examination with flying colors, Jirachi. Please track him... and whomever is distracting him down."

"...yes, Master Deoxys."

In the air vents above the ship's engine room

"I'm sauteing like kale stir fry while those two are doing the easy stuff" Meowscarada mumbled to herself. "And now there's some elite soldier hunting me down. I can't believe this."

Meowscarada felt as if she wasn't making any progress in escaping the ship. Having already disposed of countless Beheeyem troops before deciding to continue her venture discreetly, the heat from the engine room raising the temperature of the metal air vents made crawling through them less than pleasant before she finally found a way out: the mess hall.

"So this is where...and how aliens eat."

She carefully tip-toed through the large, dimly lot cafeteria-like room, filled with utensil-covered tables and an area resembling a buffet of exotic looking fruits. She picked up what looked like a Tamato Berry and took a cautious nibble.

"Hmm. Not bad, but it's missing the spicy kick."

"How's this for a spicy kick?" said a mysterious voice.

Meowscarada could barely say "what?" before taking a well-placed Blaze Kick to the jaw, sending her flying across the room. The type disadvantage and utter shock of the surprise attack completely rattled her.

"Get up, cat. We're not safe here" spoke a stern Blaziken.

"We're not safe here, but you decided to attack me. Who the fuck are you anyway?"

"Did you think you were a member of the President's only private task force? I'm not your friend, but I'm am an ally...of sorts. The name is Blaziken."

"You seem to already know who I am, so I'll skip the introduction. Why are you here?"

"To help you, Inteleon and the Incineroar. Something big is about to go down, and this alien warship is only one of many moving pieces."

Swiping the blood from her lips, Meowscarada replied "well I can also see you're not a girl's girl either, 'ally'. Was the kick necessary?"

"Look, do you want to argue or do you want to escape, Kitty Kat? Because..."

"Because the more time you waste on petty internal conflict, the easier it'll be for me to pick you both apart."

Blaziken and Meowscarada dropped their verbal feud and stood back to back, guarding each other's rear.

"Who said that" inquired a nervous Blaziken.

Suddenly, the large television monitor in the mess hall began broadcasting Jirachi.

"Well, look who it is. We were sent on a recon mission before coming to rescue you."

"I don't need rescuing" replied Jirachi, "but you might."

"What does she mean by that?"

"UB-02, eliminate them."

Buzzwole crashed through the television monitor and landed on top of Blaziken, pinning her down with this immense muscle.

"H-help!"

"POINTLESS. SIGNAL BEAM."

Meowscarada barely dodged the super-effective attack before trying her Flower Trick. The petals exploding over UB-02, covering the area in smog.

"NOT ENOUGH. SIGNAL BEAM."

She could not escape the second attack, taking the blast to her chest point blank.

"Meowscarada, nooo!" Blaziken attempted to shift her weight to escape the alien mercenary's group with a Flame Wheel then began attacking the assailant with a series of strikes with Blaze Kicks and Fire Punches, all to no effect.

"Huh? But it's a bug-type..." murmured a stupored Blaziken.

"FUTILE. ARM HAMMER."

Before UB-02 could land the finishing blow, a welcomed face blasted through the mess hall doors.

"Flamethrower!"

A barely conscious Meowscarada was relieved to see her teammate, Incineroar.

"And just what the hell are you supposed to be? You don't know if you want to be a Machamp or a Beedrill."

"SILENCE."

"Make me shut up then", boasted the confident muscle of he, Inteleon, and Meowscarada's operation.