Hey everybody, it's your friendly neighborhood Author Man here!
I'm going out of town for a few days, and won't be able to update my stories. I will have my laptop, but I'm not going to be updating.
Other than that, just thought I'd tell you to enjoy the story.
See ya in another life Brotha!
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*Yang POV*
I opened my eyes, seeing the sun filling the room. I was lying in bed after a wonderful night, beside Y/n.
I turn around, facing where Y/n was sleeping, only to find a note on the pillow.
"Gone to Atlas. Be back in a few days. Love, Y/n."
*Y/n POV*
I opened my eyes, swearing that I could hear Yang yelling in the distance.
I looked around, seeing Darkrai asleep on the other side of the Bullhead. We had apparently fallen asleep on the Bullhead, on our way to Atlas.
I kicked him in the shin, and he shook his head, waking up. He let out a yawn, stretching his arms.
"Hey Dad," He said, "Where are we?"
"Don't know. I'd guess we're somewhere over Atlas by now."
I let out another yawn, and the pilot came onto the intercom.
"We're beginning our descent," He said, "Strap yourselves in. Or don't. I don't really care."
"Why did we hire him again?" Darkrai asked.
"Cheap, fast, and didn't ask questions."
"Right."
Suddenly the Bullhead jumped and bounced. It shook side to side, and then we began to basically fell straight down. We both kept our cool, even as the Bullhead basically began to free fall.
"You know, we might die today." Darkrai stated.
"Yeah, but at least I won't have to face Yang and Blake's rage."
[Timeskip]
Darkrai and I walked away from the burning remains of the Bullhead, as the pilot sat on a burning piece of steel, smoking.
"We should be close to the rogue scientists' hideout," I said, "It should be..."
I flipped a coin, and caught it. I pointed in a nondescript direction.
"...That way."
"Might as well." Dakrai said, as we began to walk.
[Timeskip]
"Hey! I can't believe that worked!"
Darkrai and I stood in front of the random building in the middle of the snowy field, which seemed to have truck tracks running from the front.
"Well," I said, "Let's get in there."
I began to walk in, but Darkrai grabbed my shoulder.
"We can't just walk in Dad," He said, "We have to sneak in."
"Fine," I said, "Cue the mission impossible music."
We flew up to the top of the building, and we found a grate. We opened it up and jumped in, sliding down to where the vent flattened out.
"...General, you promised us..."
"..You told me it would be the greatest weapon..."
"...need the money for experimentation..."
It sounded like two people yelling at each other, one of whom I recognized as General Ironwood. I opened the grate and peaked out, seeing Ironwood and some scientist walking down the hall.
"General, I can't believe this! We need the money for our research!"
"I know, but I can't give you that right now! You'll just have to continue research until I get you money!"
"General, do you know what the Genesect project is planning to do?"
'Genesect? Isn't that what Team Plasma created?'
I was pulled back into the vent, and Darkrai shut it. We looked below us, as Ironwood and the scientist continued walking down the hall.
"Arceus Damn," I whispered, "I should have known not to trust Metaldick."
"We don't need to worry about this right now," Darkrai said, "Right now we need to focus on Genesect. I heard about that thing while I was in the Unova region. It's a dangerous weapon, in the form of a Pokemon."
"Damn," I said, "Another MewTwo incident. Just great. Come on, let's get in there."
I kicked the grate open, and we jumped down, turning to where the General and Scientist went.
"Let's go stop these idiots."
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