•RE-ADVENTURES• | Pokemon X OC Story |

Weather Institute Horror

The moment the door to the Weather Institute swung open, a chilling silence enveloped them. The usual hum of machinery and the soft murmur of researchers were conspicuously absent. Instead, a thick, metallic scent hung heavily in the air, assaulting their senses.

Riyu's eyes widened, her hand instinctively reaching for her Pokémon. The usually vibrant girl looked visibly shaken, her dress fluttering around her as if seeking refuge.

Mayu, her instincts sharpened by years of training and battles, tensed immediately. "Something's very wrong," she whispered, her gaze scanning the dimly lit room.

Ren, normally quick with a quip or a jest, was uncharacteristically silent, her face pale. She clutched a Pokéball tightly in her hand, ready for any threat that might present itself.

Raiden, ever the protector, took a cautious step forward, his eyes darting around the room. His hand rested on his Katana, prepared to draw at a moment's notice.

As they ventured further into the Institute, the horrifying truth became apparent. The lifeless bodies of researchers lay strewn across the floor, their expressions frozen in expressions of terror. Equipment lay toppled, papers scattered, and the once pristine corridors were now stained with blood.

Mayu's voice trembled as she spoke, "This is... this is a massacre."

Riyu, tears streaming down her face, whispered, "Who could have done this?"

Ren shook her head, her voice filled with anger and sorrow. "Team Aqua. This is their handiwork. They've gone too far this time."

Raiden clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "We need to find any survivors and get them to safety. And then, we make sure Team Aqua pays for this."

Nodding in agreement, the group steeled themselves, ready to confront whatever horrors awaited them as they delved deeper into the Institute, determined to bring justice to the fallen and ensure that those responsible faced the consequences of their heinous actions.

The sudden movement caught everyone off guard. Just as the Aqua Grunt lunged from the shadows, a flash of silver cut through the air. Before anyone could react, Raiden's katana met its mark, slicing through the grunt's attack and incapacitating him instantly. The assailant crumpled to the ground, defeated.

Riyu, still recovering from the shock, looked at Raiden with gratitude and fear mingling in her eyes. "Th-thank you," she stammered, clutching her chest.

Ren's eyes narrowed, her anger evident. "You scum," she spat at the remaining grunts who now stepped forward, their faces masked by the darkness. "What have you done?"

One of the grunts, slightly taller than the rest, stepped forward, his Aqua insignia gleaming ominously in the dim light. "Matt warned us that we'd have company," he sneered, cracking his knuckles. "But we didn't expect the great you kids to be among them."

Raiden's grip on his katana tightened, his stance defensive. "You're going to pay for what you've done here," he growled.

Mayu stepped forward, her voice calm yet firm. "Tell us where the hostages are, and maybe, just maybe, we'll let you walk away from this."

The grunt laughed mockingly. "You think you have the upper hand here? Team Aqua will rise, and there's nothing you can do to stop us."

Ren, her patience wearing thin, took a step forward, her Combusken emerging from its Pokéball, flames flickering menacingly. "Last chance," she warned.

The room grew tense, the air thick with anticipation. The fate of the hostages, the looming threat of Team Aqua, and the dark secrets hidden within the Weather Institute all converged, setting the stage for a confrontation that would determine the course of their journey.