[Author's note: As some of you may have noticed, I did make changes in prologue to chapter 12. Mainly to fix some story issues and grammar errors. Chapter 13 to 20 remains the same though, just with some grammar errors being fixed here and there. Anyways, I advise that you re-read prologue to 12 so that you don't miss any story details that I had revised before reading this chapter. Or read this chapter first before reading those. Either option would work. I know that I've done this before and I apologize for that. This is the final time I'll ever do this. So from here on, I'm keeping things the way they is, regardless of the error I missed previously. If you're new to the fanfic and is reading this message in the future, then ignore this message and proceed to reading. With that being said, enjoy folks. It's good to finally be back to producing new chapters again. n_n]
Everyone continues down the pathway towards the Zero Cave, all talking among each other. They then take their attention to the Grovyle and the Sceptile.
"So what's it like working for the O.P. government?" Iris questions, cradling the Mudkip in her arms.
"It's a wonderful experience working alongside the Official Protection government. Units get along quite splendidly with them and we're willing to take part in any jobs they assign us to. Thus, we put in the best of efforts." Mystery explains, smiling softly at the Dragonite.
"Ooor we just have to do the job in order to live our lives healthy outside of the government. Not like we have a choice. Can't exactly refuse a job request when it provides us income, anyways." Ebony follows along bluntly, staring up at her brother. "In other words, our relationship with the government ultimately means nothing, no matter how many jobs we accomplish."
"Oh don't be so sour, Ebony. We already got this criminal right here to take that role." Gonel says, joining in the conversation as she chuckles to herself. Sheer, the broken large barbed Cloyster, rolls his eyes at the Dusknoir, ignoring her comment as he's being held by her. "And besides, at least we get paid wealthily enough, even if our relationship with them doesn't go swell."
Ebony stares at the yellow bouquet Dusknoir, shrugging. "I feel like I already mentioned that point before, Gonel..."
"Have you? Oh my mistake, then." Gonel looks down at Sheer. "Doesn't mean that you have to always be so blunt and sour about things. Try to lighten up a bit and not end up becoming insane like this maniac here."
Ebony shrugs once more and glances ahead of her. "Whatever you say, miss happy. Don't come crying to me when life comes striking you with lightning out of nowhere."
Mystery chuckles softly, staring down at Ebony while carrying Cocoon and his broken Cloyster shells. "She is right though, sis. You don't have to take everything so seriously." The Sceptile explains. "Sometimes, life can lay it easy on you and--"
"So you want to know what the Savior Unit is all about?" Ebony asks Iris in a rather annoyed yet high-pitched tone, interrupting Mystery.
The Sceptile sweatdrops. Of course she would pull that stunt off... Mystery thinks to himself, sighing afterwards.
"Um, sure???" Iris answers, confused by the sudden topic change as she and the others seem to be close to the cave up ahead.
"We're basically about saving others in need and putting criminals to justice." Ebony waves her hand around while explaining, her eyes also closed. "Of course, these tasks are requested by the government so for the most part, we may have to temporarily set the previous request aside for another depending on the situation."
"I see."
Mystery sighs and stares at his sister. "Why yes, Ebony. That is exactly what the Savior Unit is about..." He spokes quite blankly, sweatdropping. "You didn't have to interrupt our previous conversation though."
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Mixturing Moves
FanfictionSolark, a world of Pokemon with no humans. Living together in peace and harmony while improving society from preying on each other. Within this world lies Iris, a Dragonite who vows revenge on a Legendary that took the life of someone dear to her. S...