Mixturing Moves

Chapter 15: Enslavement.

Cloyster Kingdom Arc.

The crew are dragged outside of the castle by the Cloyster guards, being taken to an upper left pathway that leads out of Ster Town. The pathway is linear with some black fences being beside the road. Ahead of the group, there is a gate being guarded by two Cloysters. Sheer floats toward the Cloysters and speaks to them.

"Open the gate. We have new competitors to join in on the hunt." Sheer says firmly.

"Competitors?" Iris and Anna say, looking at each other with raised eyebrows. The Cloysters nod and open the gate door, moving out of the way for the group to enter.

The gang all see that they're entering inside of a forest; The forest containing a wide open area that has a bunch of Cloysters roaming around it within a fast pace. Guards are commanding those Cloysters to search here or there, wielding whips to get their demands in order. The crew sees some guards whipping the Cloysters and winces at the sight. Even Cerise, who is camouflaging within the grass, squints his eyes and flinches.

Jeez, talk about crucial demands. Cerise thinks, shaking his head at the activity going on. The group stop within their tracks as Sheer turns to look at them.

"Alright, you troublemakers. This is what you'll do for the rest of your life: Scavenger hunting." Sheer says, eyeing at the crew.

"Scavenger hunting?" Anna says, blinking while tilting her head slightly. "On what exactly?"

Sheer chuckles softly. "Glad that you asked: You're hunting for rare and unique items."

"You mean like...Marvel Mischief?" Iris asks.

"Marvel Mischiefs, Mega Stones, gold, you name them all." Sheer says with a wink.

"MEGA STONES!?" The gang shouts, Sheer flinches from the sudden outburst.

"Oh will you tone your voices down with that outburst? You scared me half to death by just doing that nonsense!" Sheer glances.

"I mean, you're having us search for extremely rare stones that give specific Pokemon a new form and power. Plus, we're searching for Marvel Mischiefs, too! How are we supposed to act towards that then?" Jimmy says with a firm look on his face.

"So?"

Iris gives Sheer a appalled expression. "So!? Those are items that are close to impossible to find!"

"And? My grandfather had me finding rare and unique items like Marvel Mischiefs all the time when I was a young, naive Shellder." Sheer closes his eyes with a confident smile.

"So your grandfather had you collecting Marvel Mischiefs?" Iris asks sternly.

"Yes." The large barbed Cloyster looks at the Dragonite dead in the eyes. "And had me burn them."

"BURN!?" Iris, Anna and Jimmy shout. Their eyes twitch into nonsensical mayhem.

"Are you out of your mind!? WHY WOULD YOU BURN THEM!? MARVEL MISCHIEF ARE MEANT TO BE CHERISHABLE GIFTS, NOT SOMETHING TO BURN!" Iris grips her fist as Mark, Claire and Natalie look at her.

Sheer laughs. "Gifts? Cherishable? Ha. My grandfather is laughing in his grave right now. Because he sees nothing but a hunk of useless toys from those things. Thinking they're there for styling purposes and nothing more. Can't help but to agree with him on that."

"Then what about Weapon Mischief, huh!?" Anna asks, gritting her teeth furiously. Sheer pulls out an brown bow from behind him.

"You mean this?" Sheer says, staring deviously.