Kidnapped to Kalos

Where do you want this RP to go Plot wise? Select what you would find nice.

  • Earth People get home

    Votes: 2 15.4%

  • Pokemon take over the planet

    Votes: 4 30.8%

  • Team Flare wins

    Votes: 2 15.4%

  • Team Flare loses, Earth People stay here

    Votes: 5 38.5%

  • Whole Planet Blows up, nobody wins

    Votes: 4 30.8%

  • Other

    Votes: 5 38.5%
  • Total voters
    13
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Name:
John Athena
Age:
17
Position:
Earth Human
Appearance:
Middle-Eastern looking, brown eyes and black hair.
Extra: Carries around a knife for protection and is possibly in military school.

John's head thumped as muffled, excited whispers made way over to his ears. His vision slowly came back revealing blurred people hunched over a table. John then felt the comfortableness of a bed and he forcefully lifted his body. In quick secession, every muscle in his body screamed causing him to give a weak, frustrated groan. That attracted the attention of the group. One came over with pen and paper. He hovered over John for a few minutes before realizing he needed a chair.

John's brain processed what the man wore. It seemed to be flamed related and even his hair was red. Was he kidnapped by crazy cultists? That would make for one heck of a story, but John needed to figure out what is going on. His hand slipped towards his pocket gripping the handle of a knife as the man dragged a chair back. Before he cleared his throat before speaking.

"So, uh, hello."

John raised an eyebrow as the man tried thinking of words to make him feel 'safe'. However, John began storming up questions taking the poor man by surprise.

"Who are you? Why am I here? Is this a military organization or a terrorist one?" Were just some of the questions.

"Ummm, we're Team Flare."

"Team Flare?" John chuckled." Ok, what is going on here?"

"We have brought you here to ask come questions about your home."

John became confused. Questions about his home? Something was off about this man and the way he asked the questions. Using what knowledge he gained John assumed that this was a possible terror group interrogating him. He kept quiet which infatuated the man who kept pressing John. Eventaully, the man just gave up and another person came. Same thing happened and John silently laughed to himself.
 
Lysandre walked into the room, after getting multiple complaints about the new 'informant'. He walked over to where John lay, noting the defiance in his gaze. Inwardly, he chuckled. Ah, this one clearly has the information needed, but he's going to be a challenge... Poor Ella. She was just too young. Perhaps he could use her to make The new one more at ease. "Hello there. My name is Lysandre. I can know that you can talk, so we'll have none of this silent treatment. You don't know me, I don't know you. That's okay. I'm just going to be very frank with you. We took you from your old world to learn about it. We are going to reform this one, and we need knowledge to run the new one efficiently. You may think we are crazy, but you will know the truth soon enough." He pointed towards a small refrigerator, then at a cupboard and sink, which were next to a table with some chairs. "Get yourself some food when your strength returns. Traveling through portals weakens people." Lysandre looked at the scientists. "Give the young man some privacy." With that he strode out of the room, and most of the scientists followed. Only two and an unnoticed, wild Scatterbug remained.
 
John glared at Lysandre as he strode out of the room. He then looked about the room after the leader left eyeing where the food was. Deciding that food would help clear his head, John achingly got out of bed. He then limped his way towards the cupboard cursing the accident that caused his state. A grunt did offer to help, but John steadfastly and kindly denied the offer. And as he began rummaging through the food items John caught something off the edge of his eye. John, however, paid it no heed.

John grinned as he turned back to the food. He examined every bit of it. When Lysandre mentioned that he was taken from earth John thought it was a mere bluff. Yet looking at the food the man could be right. Unfamiliar foods were neatly organized. The smells made his noise twitch and stomach rumble. Then, just as he was about to grab a few berries, he felt something bumped into his leg prompting him to look down.

John was startled to see a strange, large bug. Its eyes looked hopefully at John as if begging for food. The former cadet sighed as he crouched down with hand extended to feed the creature. The bug quickly gabbled up the thing before John called out to one of the two grunts asking what the bug was. The grunt seemed surprised that a 'scatterbug' managed to get in their base and he was quick to snatch the thing away. The grunt, muttering, rushed out of the room.

"What just happened?" John asked.

"Jard is going to dispose of it." The grunt then explained their objective and what was going on much to John's horror.

"They want to wipe out these 'pokemon'? What could be the cause of that?" John pondered on the subject.
 
Lysandre strode quickly towards his office. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the Pokeball that held his beloved Gyrados. If only it could come into the new world with him... but no. If he broke the rules, why would anyone else follow them? He strode in and looked at the clock. 11:45. Lilith had better not keep him waiting. He sat down at his desk and looked at the computer, watching the grunts and John. Quickly grabbing the radio, he spoke to the one with the scatter bug. "You had better not hurt it. Release it outside, and let it live for the small amount of time it can. Also, you and your friend are demoted. Turn in your Pokemon to your officer- telling a newcomer vital information goes against policy." He released the button, and the grunt could no longer hear him. Putting down the radio, he sighed. Even if there would be no Pokemon, he still cared for them. He was annoyed that the grunts made Team Flare look like bad people. Now the new "informant" was unlikely to help. Unless... Lysandre had a thought. What if he either turned the Pokemon into those Animals Ella spoke of, or what if he just took their power away? Then they wouldn't have to be destroyed, and Nobody would fight over them. A small smile spread across his face, but he quickly put on a neutral expression. Couldn't have anyone see that, after all.
 
Lilith had spent the night out on the beach near the town, relaxing with her feet in the water. She had stayed up all night, but that didn't deter her energy. She was still as awake as ever, thinking about her past. She let out a sigh as morning came around, and she stood from her spot. She had two Pokemon beside her, her Litwik and Tyrunt. Both were good companions that kept her sane. She put the Litwik away in its ball, but kept the Tyrunt out as she walked back to the cafe, heading down into the base. When she reached the cell of the girl she was supposed to be watching, she found a note from Lysandre. She let out a sigh, deciding to get one of the more able-bodied grunts to do the move. She didn't want to deal with the energetic Ella. It would only tire her out.

Lilith spent some time straightening herself out, and then she headed to Lysandre's office, withdrawing her Tyrunt into its pokeball. She knocked lightly on the door when she got to his office, clearing her throat quietly. "Permission to enter, sir?"
 
John was starting to become increasingly concerned. That creature was living after all and putting it to sleep was inhumane, but after a call from what he supposed was the outpost leader he was relived. However, John needed to get out of here and find a way to get help. Perhaps taking a walk around the compound would refresh his mind? The cadet called over the grunt just before he was about to leave.

"I know that your commander has told you to turn in your 'Pokemon', but I was wondering if someone could escort me around the building? Just need to stretch out my legs that's all." He smiled.

The grunt seemed hesitant, but supposed it couldn't hurt. Besides, what could a crippled teen do? He radioed someone to escort John and left.
 
The Raikou was surprised at the speed of the Eevee but he figured that was part of being that paticular pokemon. Brutus looks towards the skies and said "Crowley, I will save you! Even if it means I must take drastic measures." He quickly followed the Eevee.
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Groaning the pink haired boy blinks open his eye and looked around. He wasn't sure of his surrounds but from what it looked like he knew he was in some base.

He saw men and women dressed in red and it scared him, he didn't see any sign of Pokemon or Pokeballs "What is this place?" He said aloud unconsciously.
 


Hidden in the undergrowth of a tree a Vulpix lay curled up on a bed of soft, dry moss. Frightened of the outside world, she had feared the passing of the long-legged Primapes that had been through the forests at an increasingly rapid rate, all wanting to battle her then throw round red things at her that tried holding her in a confined space.

Traumatized the Vulpix wept in her solitude. Her mother had been captured and taken away from her almost a year ago now, and the other Pokemon of the wilds often kept to themselves, it was survival of the fittest out here. Despite having made a few friends, the forest was vast and it was not often that she got to meet them.

Yawning, the small amber coloured Pokemon stretched, opening her eyes as dull rays of sunlight shone through the cracks in the roots. Peering out toward the world, the creature watched and waited to see if any travellers were passing today.
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Lysandre
"Enter." Lysandre pointed to a chair, indicating that she was to sit there. "You worked well with the Child. That trick with the Litwick was cleve and Problem solving. You took care of her, even though you didn't see the point. You have shown your loyalty." He glanced at her Tyrunt, noticing it for the first time. "I commend you for it, and I am granting you a promotion. You are now leader of a squad of Grunts. That is, if you accept." He waited for her answer, though he thought he knew it already. He layed his hands on the persim wood desk, leaning slightly forward.
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Eevee
The Eevee glanced behind him, making sure the Raikou was keeping up. Because of this, he didn't see the Vulpix until he tripped over her. "Sorry!" he yelped, jumping backwards. He didn't want a fight, so he quickly did charm, to avoid conflict. It wouldn't help the Raikou, but Eevee doubted that the Vulpix would attack a legend.
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Ellie
A team Flare Grunt entered, and he grabbed Ella's arm. "Come with me." "Stop. Let me go! Lilith!?! Somebody! Help Me!" "Shut Up!" He shoved a gag into Ella's mouth, keeping her quiet. He dragged her down to the basement, passing both John and the other Newcomer along the way. Ella Kicked and scratched the whole way, thrashing against the walls, trying desperately to escape. Finally, she was thrown into a small cell, which was locked instantly. She ulled out the gag and called for help, though nobody could hear her.
 

Emerging from her hiding place, Vulpix was almost certain it was clear, but almost in the blink of an eye an Eevee charged through the brush into the side of her. Blindsided, Vulpix was knocked back into a tree by the force of the collision. The other Pokemon might as well have tackled her. Regaining her posture the Vulpix stood, eyeing the Eevee with curiousity, she wondered what had happened to evoke the attack.

Not saying a word, she began walking toward it with the intention of greeting. When the world suddenly changed to her, as if under some spell she felt an unnatural attraction the Eevee, and her body started moving of it's own accord by playfully tackling it to the ground with a cheeky smile then trying to cuddle with it. From the inside of her head she quickly became embarrassed. She was not used to this level of affection with her close friends let alone a stranger.

Contempt filled her thoughts at the other Pokemon who she knew had used one of it's abilities on her to induce this sort of reaction from her. What kind of good Pokemon would do such a thing?

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Quickly rising to his feet, The Eevee righted itself and was tackled by the Vulpix. The Eevee knew that it was his fault, and he released the Vulpix from the effects of Charm. "My goodness! I didn't know our Levels had that much difference. If I had known you would react like that, I wouldn't have used charm. I was just afraid of attack." He got out from under Vulpix and fluffed up his fur in embarrassment. He glanced at the Raikou, hoping he hadn't made himself look bad. Then he glanced at the Vulpix. She was pretty. Her tails had a slight curl at the end that was interestingly more pronounced than the any of the other Vulpix he had met, and her dark eyes seemed to sparkle. Perhaps he should have left her in charm...
Quickly, he shook himself out of those thoughts. He was on a mission. Besides, it wouldn't work anyway.
 
As John was lead out of the room, he stopped in his tracks. A grunt was dragging what appeared to be a seven year old girl gagged. John's first thought was to pull out his knife and gut the man before turning on his escort, but he didn't know the lay of the compound. Plus, he didn't know what was going on with the girl so he had to keep up the act. Still, he was uneasy allowing a 7 year old to be treated such a way. After that scene though, the guilt faded and he forced a smile. His escort stared wearily at him before forcing a smile as well.

"Mind me asking, who was that girl?" John asked as they began walking.

"Classified." The escort replied.

"Well, if you want my trust then you are going to have to tell me who is that girl." John grinned.

The escort stopped and turned on John. His face was twitching with fury knowning that John was trying to blackmail him. However, John kept smiling not allowing his fear and anger to overtake him. Finally, the escort sighed as he said to wait and walked out of earshot. The escort then turned on the radio informing Lysandre of the situation. He knew that John could give the information they needed, but the seer stubbornness of the teen was infuriating.
 

Shaking the dirt from her fur, Vulpix shot a glare over to the Eevee that had charmed her. It was impolite to attack someone with an ability, let alone trying to make them mate with you. Among Pokemon it was known as one of the lowest of the low things another Pokemon could do. Sitting back on her haunches the Vulpix tilted her head in puzzlement at the other creature "Level?" it 's crystalline voice resonated. Vulpix did not understand this alien term, was this Eevee referring to the difference in strength between her and other Pokemon. She quickly found the Eevee to be strange, was he one of the alien pets?

Averting her eyes from the Eevee, she temporarily disregarded it "You should have known better than to assume," she had only survived this long because of her caution. Sniffing the air, Vulpix tried to trace out the scent of the tall-legged Primapes, trying to confirm her suspicions; but there was none.

Turning back to the stranger her dark eyes peered at him suspiciously
"Why were you running?"
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Lilith let out a soft breath and walked into the office, though she could hear the faint yelling of her name from down the hall. She continued into the office anyway, sitting down where Lysandre pointed, her Tyrunt standing beside the seat and gnawing on a bone that Lilith usually gave to the biting Pokemon. She blinked a bit when she was given the option to command a team of grunts, and she let out a soft sigh. The expected answer would be yes, and she didn't want to break the loyalty she'd just won. She smiled slightly and then nodded, slowly standing from her seat. "I would be glad to command a team of my own, sir. Thank you for the opportunity." She pursed her lips for just a small moment before speaking. "If I may... could I ask how big this team will be?"
 
Lysandre.

The team will have around thirty grunts. Enough to see if you can handle it. The number will grow when you are ready.With a sigh, Lysandre heard the Grunt's complaints. "Very well. Continue with the boy on the Tour. I will be waiting in the room with Ella to calm him down. I'm sorry, I have to go now. Perhaps we can continue this later. Contact me if you need to. Your grunts will be in room B16. Meet them at 1:00, then take command" He rose from his seat. Never a moment of rest. He strode down the hallway, taking the elevator. Why the grunt didn't, he would never know. When it reached the bottom, he went to the cell where Ella lay.
"Lysandre, what's happening? Where's Lilith?" He hated to see her cry. It made her face go all blotchy, taking away from her childish beauty.
"Now now, Ella. Don't cry. Lilith doesn't know what happened. I don't know why you were taken down here, but I'll make it better. There is a young man from your world here, and I thought you would get along. I'll get you some ice cream, and that'll be nice, right?"
"Lysandre, I'm scared."
"Don't be. He will be nice."
"But what if that mean man comes back?"
"I'll make sure nobody hurts you again." Indeed, he was true to his word. Ella had a new purpose. She was the key that would unlock the secrets. If the others felt at ease, they would tell of their world. He took her to John's room and had chocolate and vanilla Ice Cream brought. After making sure there were no Vanillite, He had another Grunt prepare a room next to Lysandre's for Ella. He needed her in an easy to access place. She would be vital to the operation.
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Eevee

Mmmm... Her voice was so pretty. If only he were a Ninetails, then she would love him... yes. suddenly, he realized what she thought, and he gasped.
"No! I didn't mean charm like that! I'm sorry! I just didn't want to be attacked, honest! If I had wanted that, I wouldn't have released you. No, if that's what I wanted-" He realized that he was making things worse. Coughing to hide his embarrassment, he realized his chance to look good, so he continued. "There is something important taken from this Raikou, and I am guiding it on his journey to reclaim it.
 
The grunt growled his dismay after turning off the radio. He peaked up after John surprised him and laughing. The grunt joined in, albeit forcefully. They then went on their way and as the duo made their way through the base. All the while the grunt kept an eye on the cadet as he took keen interest in the layout. Something wasn't right with the teen and little did the grunt know John was planning his escape. However, the grunt became suspicious when John lingered around a door. John quickly came up with an excuse and limped to the grunt's side.

"So, sorry to intrude, but what happened to your leg?" The grunt pointed at John's bad leg.

"Training accident. I awoke in a hospital bed to find my leg sewn together and after the months passed the bone didn't heal properly thus causing me to limp. Beyond that bit of info, you'll have to gain my trust."

The grunt processed the information and his mind started to swarm with doubts. Sure, they didn't have any Pokemon, but how did they wage war? From what John told him it sounded as if they would tear each other apart. That needed to be addressed. Then, after the tour, the escort guided John back to his room and was surprsied to see Team Flare's leader sitting with Ella. John was equally surprised, but dragged himself towards a chair while the escort went over to Lysandre.

"Sir, I have some concerns. I asked the informant about his leg and he made it sound like they tear each other apart as a way to wage war. Not sure how. He also seemed interested in the layout as he insisted on making another trip around the base. He might be plotting an escape." The grunt whispered.
 
"I would be worried if he wasn't planning escape. Wouldn't want him to be meek and timid." Raising his voice to address John, Lysandre beckoned. "Come, sit. I thought you would like to meet Ella. She comes from your world. She also mentioned ice cream, which was surprising. I didn't think we would have that in common." He scooped a bowl of Vannilla for Ellie, and a bit of both for himself. "Which would you like, or do you want to do it yourself?" He handed the bowl to Ellie, who squealed with delight and ran to John. "Are you really from Earth? You remember puppies, right?" She looked so hopeful. Lysandre thought to himself. They tear each other apart. Are humans really so flawed that we can't be kind to one another? Perhaps my fantasy world is just that- a fantasy. But no. There has to be a way. There just has to!
 
John was at Ella's reaction, but gathered himself." Yeah, of course I would remember puppies! Though, I'm more of a cat person."

John the shot a glare at Lysandre who seemed deep in thought. "Great, he has another person from my planet. Is he really that idotic? Someone is going to notice us missing and eventaully they are going to notice the strange lights and some vigilante is going to investigate that. Then once he or she comes they are going to start a ruckus."

"Mind me asking, but how were you able to find my planet?"
 
"Oh, not a problem. After years of study, a scientist by the name of Kyle discovered how to harness Giratina's ability to travel through dimensions. He didn't see the potential. He created windows that could see into your world, but you couldn't see back, and nobody could travel through them. When he died, he left one of these open. I found it hidden in a secret basement. I took the research, and finally stabilized it enough for traveling through." He leaned back in the chair, then ate a bite of Ice cream, then looked at Ella. "I didn't mean to get one so young. Accidents happen, I guess." He shook his head slightly. "Does that satisfy your questions?"
 
"Yes, but it brings up more questions. Who is this Giratina creature and what are Pokemon? I also want to find out why you are so interested in our own world." John said.

The escort stood by Lysandre, but figured that he wanted to be alone. So he left while John went over and took the offer for ice cream. Though, he was hesitant to eat it. However, he did calm down having figured out his plan and having another person, though young, could aid in his escape. Still, there was the problem with the guards. Then an idea struck him, but first he needed information.

"Mind me asking, but someone told me earlier that your 'Team' wants to get rid of Pokemon. Why is that?"
 
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