Sequel to Swanna Girl and Braviary Man.
It has been three years since Swanna Girl and Braviary Man took down Team Miasma. Ever since the evil organization has been put down, things have been peaceful in Unova.
Sylvia Gray and Rudi Rhea are now livin...
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The minute I started to wake up, I felt nauseous. My head was still spinning from whatever happened last. There was even a slight ringing noise echoing through my head. I grabbed the sides of my head, trying to massage the sound out of there, but neither of my hands, nor arms, move.
My eyes shot open, making me realize I was no longer at the Rheas'. Instead, all I could feel was the cold metal wrapped around my wrists. I looked up, seeing my hands tied above me by metal shackles.
Why did I have the feeling I was in Team Oblivion's lair? And why was it always me who had to get tricked in getting into these places? At least seeing my arms hung above me explained why I had no feeling in my arms at all. I looked down as I noticed the sleeves of my suit had been ripped in various places. As I did, I noticed my body hanging, as my legs were limp on the ground. I took a deep breath as I carefully stood on them, feeling something sharp jab into my side.
What did I do to get in here?
I tried to think of whatever happened last. I was in my room, or at least, the room I was sharing with Rena for the time being. Joy was mad at me. She had every right to be mad at me. I'd been lying to her all this time. Of all people, I knew I could trust her, and yet, I never told her who I really was.
But that wasn't the last thing that happened. My memory came in bits and pieces. Joy was mad at me, why? Not because I told her who I was, but there was something else.
Then I remembered.
"Merde," I hoarsely cursed.
Once again, I was tricked. I shouldn't have been so naive. I should've seen it coming.
Lethe tricked me into thinking he was my brother. He had the same gray eyes and a picture of my mother when he was younger. True, it was the oldest I'd ever seen my mother, so it could've all been true, but Lethe wasn't my brother.
Even if we were related by blood, he was no brother of mine.
"Finally!" A voice rejoiced. "She's awake! Thank Arceus, that took longer than expected."
I looked around, but I saw nothing but the single blurry light bulb that hung above me, only showing the portion of the wall I was shackled to.
"The dosage was too high for someone her size," a familiar voice sneered. "The dosage I gave was for the man, not the woman. You're lucky she's alive."
My head snapped to the direction of where the voices were coming from, but I realized it wasn't possible. I looked up and squinted my eyes, seeing nothing there but the darkness outside the circle of light that hung above me.
"Nox?" I asked.
His voice chuckled. "You didn't honestly think I wouldn't have helped them, did you?"
My lip quivered. "I—I thought you wanted our help."
"I did," Nox agreed. "You know, I was on your side up until they made me an offer of a lifetime back when your team took me in. Team Oblivion needed a great inventor and someone on the inside, and in exchange for wealth and glory. No hard feelings, right, Ms. Gray?"
