LOVE AND SACRIFICE
Love and Sacrifice: Time for a little planning
Blade gently put the phone down, a concerned look on his face.
Merideth had just informed him that Swift was warming up a little,
which was, he supposed, a good thing, but still. After the war, fine,
she could fall in love with a dragonite for all he cared, but at this
He was one to talk about forbidden love. It was not like he did not
harbor his own little crush, but he had resolved to keep it to
himself. He would get over it eventually anyway; it was just a
passing thing, nothing to worry about. At least, that was what he
"How's my favorite little brother doing?" A pair of arms
snaked around his neck, hugging him while at the same time
"Your only little brother," Blade corrected, disentangling
her from his neck. "What're you doing down here Elena?"
"Visiting my brother! Why, the little soldier too high and
mighty for his sisters now?" She mock punched him in the
shoulder, then sat down on his bed. "Gonna eat dinner with the
Blade narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Eat dinner with the
family? Are you crazy? You know Father doesn't like me being in the
actual mansion. He doesn't want anyone finding out what I am. He
thinks it'd be a disgrace to the family that their only son was the
result of a genetic experiment!"
"I know, but he's not home!"
She got up, ruffling his hair again. She had expected his refusal,
but it had been worth asking. "Take care little brother! You've
got another little mission soon, right? Oh!" Remembering
something, she dug a hand into her pocket and handed him a key.
"I found the key to the Professor's file room. There might be
something there you could use."
"Thanks Elena." He took the key and placed it in one of his
drawers. "Did I ever tell you that you were my favorite
"Save it for the younger ones Blade. I'm immune to your
flattery." She grinned, then left his room.
Blade sat back down on his bed, wondering what the other hybrids were
doing, what Donari was doing, what his father was doing. He was not
feeling right just lying around all day; that was not what he was
made for. He was supposed to be finding a way to get rid of Zentai
and Team Rocket's demon spawn, Sai! Nothing was being accomplished
during this down time except that Zentai kept finding more and more
ways to side with the world.
Picking up his phone again, Blade decided to call Xeth, Tevix, and
"Tevix, pick up the phone!" Xeth yelled from the kitchen
after hastily swallowing whatever he had been eating.
"I'm busy!" Tevix yelled back. "Kenji, you get the
The arasian boy balled his hands into fists, counting to ten before
relaxing his hands and walking over to the phone. "Hello?"
"Hi Kenji! It's Blade."
"Hi." Kenji looked over his shoulder and noticed Xeth rummaging
through the fridge. "Out of the fridge! Just wait for ten more
"But it's taking forever!" The fire hybrid complained,
sitting back down by the table.
"Making dinner again?" Blade asked.
"On condition that they stay out of my quarters and give me at
least two hours of quiet time, yes." Kenji sighed. "You
obviously didn't call to hear about that. Plans for our next
Upon hearing that, Xeth's ears perked up, and he ran over to the
phone, pressing the speaker-phone button. "Hey Blade!"
"Am I on Speaker?"
"What's this about an attack? Wouldn't that be endangering
the people? Zentai might target another area."
Kenji shook his head. "I think we need to let the people know
that there are people who are still rebelling against Zentai. Plus,
if we attack an airport, then while they're being distracted, we can
get Xeth and Tevix into jets and send them back where they came
"Tired of our company?" Xeth asked in a playfully hurt tone.
"And your constant whining! At least when Devin was here she
knew how to keep you occupied." Kenji snorted, folding his arms
across his chest. "Sound like a plan, Blade?"
"A perfect plan. And they could arrange to pick up Merideth. I
can contact some of the others. I think they would like to arrange
similar attacks. Since we're all currently stuck in Arasia and Eurel,
it shouldn't be too hard to get us into groups to attack certain
"Great! Time to get back into action! Talk to ya later Blade!
I'll get Tevix to do some research on a good day for us to
"Thanks Xeth. Till next time." Blade hung up.
"Hey, Kenji? Is it just me, or is the lid on the pot starting to
"What?" Kenji turned to look at the stove, and hurriedly
turned the cooker off. He cursed, lifting the lid and stirring it.
"Is it done?" Xeth inquired hopefully, sitting back at the
table. "I'm quite a bit hungry."
"But you just ate!"
"I'm a growing hybrid. I may be shorter than you, and some of
the others, but I'm still growing. Plus, creating flames takes up a
lot of fuel; I need to eat a lot." Patting his stomach, he
stretched, then looked at Kenji with wide, red eyes. "So, is it
Love and Sacrifice: No one likes a whiner
Vair sat high in a tree, happily soaking in the sun's rays. She was
thriving in this free state where she was allowed to be on surface
whenever she felt like it. No more living off of fake mineral
supplements and fake sun rays; she was getting the real thing now.
"Vair, don't you think you've been up there long enough?"
Aita asked, walking up to the tree. The effect of the heat on the ice
hybrid could be plainly seen through the way her tail drooped. Her
pale, blue skin was flushed, and her movements listless.
"You'd never survive where I come from." Vair lowered
herself down on her vines. "Can't you cool yourself off with an
ice attack or something?"
"I could, but I was just practicing in the gym. I'm a little
'attacked-out'." She sighed, looking at the small fan she held
disdainfully. "We can splice the genes of a human and a pokemon,
but we can't create hand-held fans that actually works."
"Stop complaining," Vair said, her voice dangerously calm.
She had put up with Aita's pessimism only because she had been nice
enough to let her stay at her base, however, familiarity bred
"Why should I?" The ice hybrid snapped back.
"You think you're the only one who's just a bit agitated right
now?" Vair grabbed Aita by the shoulders and shook her hard.
"We're all like this! Me, you, the other hybrids, the people who
worked for our little groups, the ones who have been able to see past
Zentai! We're all on edge, so stop being so selfish and get over
it!" She let go, then turned her back and started to walk away.
"Swift contacted me a little while ago by pidgey and told me
that the hybrids that didn't originate from Arasia and Eurel are
planning attacks to go home."
"But what if Zentai targets another area?" Aita asked,
rubbing her shoulders gingerly.
"They won't. Devin's infiltrated a base and is working there
undercover. He says that the last time was a mistake, and that Yiana
will not allow Lt. Haris to do something like that again." She
sighed. "The best we can do right now is try and find out what's
going on within the continent. Swift and Blade are going to team up
and scout eastern areas of Eurel for terrorist groups." She
turned her head slightly so that she could see Aita out of the corner
of an eye. "I suggest we do the same thing with the western
areas." Without waiting for Aita to reply, she disappeared into
the trees to the entrance to the base.
At first, Aita considered calling out after Vair, but decided against
it. Sitting down by the tree, she sighed, throwing her fan away. She
had not been that irritating, had she? No, she could not have
been. She snorted softly. Just like Vair had said, they were all on
an edge. The ice hybrid had just been unfortunately enough to be the
one to get past Vair's illusion of calm.
Aita got up, brushing off her tail and her shorts. /Maybe I should
apologize... I didn't do much wrong, but it would be a nice gesture.
Yes, I'll apologize, and then maybe we can start planning our
Love and Sacrifice: Returning Home
/Keep the casualties low, keep the casualties low... Just want to get
them home, just want to let Zentai and Sai know that there are still
people out there who defy them. Those soldiers have lives, each one
of them has a family, and friends. They're just mis-lead souls.../
Blade climbed onto his steelix and strapped himself onto it.
"Okay, let's go!" Lying flat against the steelix, he braced
himself as the huge pokemon leapt into the air and dived down into
the ground, tunneling through the soft dirt on its way to the base
that they were going to. He would meet up with Xeth and Tevix near
the base, they would attack briefly, Xeth and Tevix would steal a jet
or two, they would fly over to Eurel, get Merideth, and then be off
to Corse! That same day, Erian and Jorvis would be heading back to
Farica from the same base that Hali and Kaor would be leaving for
Jarlis from. All the non Eurelian and Arasian hybrids would be
Emerging from the ground, Blade shook his head, trying to get rid of
some of the dirt that now covered him. If there was a faster and
neater way to travel by steelix, he would immediately learn how to do
so, but for now, he would have to deal with tunneling through the
Squinting, he spotted Xeth and Tevix waiting for him by a tree. Xeth
was perched upon his black Rapidash, with his charizard of the same
color sitting patiently beside him. Tevix, on the other hand, was
floating around aimlessly with his Gengar. As Blade glided up to them
on his steelix, they spotted him and waved enthusiastically.
"Hey Blade!" Xeth called out in a loud whisper, grinning.
"Ready to send us two troublemakers home, huh? Kenji was beside
himself with joy when we left!"
"Oh really?" Blade allowed himself to smile. He knew the two
Corsens were fond of Kenji. They just had strange ways of showing it.
"Well, you can't really blame him," Tevix said. "We
did our best to annoy him." He looked at his watch, then wiped
the smile off his own face. "Time to do some damage."
"But keep the casualties low! These are real people, and Zentai
soldiers or not, we must realize that taking a life, any life, is a
serious matter." Blade patted his pokemon, reminding it about
the new tactics they would be going through of trying to take out
pokemon without killing them.
"We know," Xeth said, gently kicking his rapidash's side,
urging it to get moving. "Ready then? Charge!"
They all rushed towards the base, crashing in recklessly, and taking
the soldiers by complete surprise. Immediately, Tevix and his gengar
faded out, making their way to where they kept the jets, and Xeth and
Blade did their best to keep the attention of the soldiers that had
immediately rushed from their posts to try and ward them off. Knowing
that they had little time before the rest of the base was roused,
they had to hope that Tevix was quick in finding a suitable jet.
Blade was only grateful that this was not the kind of attack that he
had to do on his own, which usually meant seriously wounding or
killing someone, for all of his attacks involved fatal, or near fatal
wounds. Although he had never told his Professor, or anyone, he
always felt a surge of pain whenever he injured someone, as if he
shared what they felt when his blades came in contact with their
blood, and when he killed them. At times, he experienced a very
brief, yet excruciatingly painful black-out. Even on his steelix, he
still got occasional occurrences of those curious little black outs,
but he had long since learnt to cope with them, and had decided that
they were nothing to worry about. So long as he was on his steelix,
His Comm unit flashed on, and his sister Elena appeared on the
"Hey, lil'bro, you might want to check out this broadcast,"
she said before disappearing, only to be replaced by a news
/Is that... us?/ He squinted at the screen, and realized that that
was, indeed, him and Xeth attacking the base. The voiceover of the
newsperson was talking about how they were terrorists trying to bring
about a war despite Zentai's efforts of peace...
Xeth let out a stream of curses as he spontaneously launched a stream
of fireballs at some of the soldiers' pokemon. "Are you
listening to this, Blade?" He called out to the steel hybrid.
"They're using this against us!"
Blade, equally upset, only nodded. They were turning the people
against them... Not that they had not done it already, but on
international TV, on the news? No, this was more serious than what
they had been doing before! Grinding his teeth together, he shook his
head, clearing the angry thoughts from his mind. Right now, he had to
concentrate on getting Tevix and Xeth back to Corse.
Xeth's Charizard lifted into the air, the sign that Tevix was on his
way with the jet. Waving at Xeth, Blade let him know that he was
ready. The fire hybrid recalled his rapidash, then ran behind the
steelix where his charizard landing briefly enough for him to climb
on top of it and fly off to where Tevix was.
"Bye Xeth!" He yelled out, before commanding steelix to
knock out one last pokemon before fleeing the base and tunneling back
home. The attack had been short, with very few, if any, casualties.
If only all missions were like that...
Love and Sacrifice: Psychic Partners
Siana furrowed her brows worriedly, glancing at Psyris with her blind
golden eyes. "Psyris, there's no way we can win this war. Yiana
Naventa..." She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
"Yiana Naventa is a mastermind! She knows what people want; she
knows how to manipulate them to serve her needs." She pointed to
the TV screen they had been watching. "Look! See how she uses us
to make her seem like the good guy? She's done it before, she's doing
it again, and she will continue to do it until she has the people's
minds warped into thinking she's the greatest thing that's ever
happened to the world!" Normally, Siana did not blatantly
display her emotions, but around Psyris, she felt free to let down
most of her mental shields, and express what she thought and felt.
/Hush my half-cousin,/ the legendary pokemon replied, swinging his
great head around to look at her, then nuzzling her cheek gently.
/Yiana might be out of our way soon./
"Why do you say that?"
/Yiana has a brilliant mind, yes, and she is probably psychic,
whether she knows it or not. But she has strong morals-/
/Yes. She has strong morals and principles. She is not the kind to
stab you in the back. She would rather tap your shoulder, give you a
chance to defend yourself, and *then* kill you. She does not like
these 'pokÚdoll' creatures that Sai has come up with, but there is
nothing she can do about it. I would not be surprised if she gave up
her position, or rebelled against Sai. While she strives for some
sort of world domination, she will not stand for achieving it with
foul play. To her, battle is glorious, and somehow right for it is in
human and pokemon nature to fight, but only when fought between
people and pokemon, and fairly. Not between humans and mechanical
creatures with unfair advantages./
Siana nodded, thinking this over. Why had she never seen this side of
/Because you saw what she did, not how or why,/ The lugia
interrupted, obviously having read her thoughts. /Three you should
start investigating are Reix, Demis, and Haris. They're all key
players, though each of them are not all extremely loyal to Sai or
Zentai. Reix seems to be biding his time for something, Demis hates
war, and I think she actually might have quit Zentai recently; we'll
have to look into that. Haris.../ The lugia sighed. /He's in love
with Yiana, and she knows it, but he has a feeling that she and Reix
are an item. A jealous man is a dangerous man, so is one fighting for
his love. While we're at it, we might as well do a quick mind-sweep
of some of the soldiers and pokemon, see where they stand./
The psychic hybrid sighed, leaning against the pokemon and draping an
arm around his long neck, an unusual display of affection from one
with psychic abilities, as usually they avoided physical contact.
"Psyris, what would I be doing without you?"
/No idea, but while you're with me, could you scratch my neck? Yeah,
right there./ The pokemon let out a satisfied 'Gia...', then turned
to look at her with a grin. /Without you, I'd have an itchy neck./
She rolled her eyes, as much as it could be said that she did, for no
one really knew where she was looking at any time. "Enough play.
Let's get to work! We need to decide how we're going to establish
mind contact from such a far distance away, and we also need to
consider that they may be latent hybrids..."
Love and Sacrifice(v3): Step-down
"-And now, I present the leader of Zentai, Yiana Naventa!"
The speaker stepped aside to allow the black haired young woman to
She looked around, analyzing the looks on everyone's faces before
speaking in her normal tone, calm, collected, but authoritative.
"I no longer wish to be the leader of Zentai, for I do not like
the turn that it and Team Rocket are taking. War is something that
humans and pokemon are born to do. Fighting is in our blood, and
we've shown that throughout history. However, I do not stand for the
idea of pokÚdolls. They take away the glory of battle." Again,
she scanned the expressions of the people before her, taking note of
those that seemed to agree with her, and those that did not. If
Yiana's speech was effective, she would not be the only one leaving
Zentai that day.
Shocked, Duke Dylan, leader of Team Rocket, and Yiana's much detested
uncle, immediately called on some guards to arrest Yiana. "How
dare you quit!"
She did not speak, looking at him with contempt in her eyes.
"I'll...!" For a moment, he seemed as if he was going to
threaten her, or hit her, but instead, he realized that they had an
audience, and that that was not the best way to go. Instead, he
simply let two of the soldiers lead her away at gunpoint and lock her
away in the cells below.
Yiana, however, was not to remain captive for long.
Love and Sacrifice: Act 3 Begins.
Tucking a stray lock of blonde hair behind an ear, Haris looked
around with his blue eyes, checking to see if there were any guards
left. When he was satisfied that the area was clear, he signaled to
his houndoom to follow him.
The black and brown furred pokemon walked up, looking around with its
red eyes, then delicately sniffing the air. Deciding that the human
was right that there were no live humans left, it padded after him,
its devil tail swishing noiselessly.
There were few people down in the cells, and they watched Haris go by
wistfully, wishing that they too would be released. But he was only
there to get one person, and that person was the former leader of
During the day, after she had stepped down, Haris had slipped into
the soldier's barracks and done a little spying, seeking out those
soldiers that agreed with Yiana's views on the war. It had not been
hard for him to convince those soldiers to leave Team Rocket. They
had managed to over throw the Kaitan Alliance, what was Team Rocket
after that? So what if it was the oldest surviving 'gang' in the
world. Any organization could be easily gotten rid of, and they had
the professors that had overseen the creation of the hybrids, which
were, essentially, works of art, each one created from carefully
selected human and pokemon stock, carried to term through one of
their human or pokemon parents, and raised in controlled environments
to bring them up to be the perfect soldiers they were.
Those professors were noted for many other things, as well. Pokemon
that had very human minds, and despite their inability to learn human
speech, were valuable allies both in the battle field and in the lab.
Special pokeballs that were of much more convenient sizes, and could
be concealed as everyday items. Never seen, but greatly discussed,
was the legendary 'Zero System'. It was a computer chip that was
implanted into small devices placed in both a pokemon and human's
ears. With matching sets, the human and pokemon functioned as one,
and were a formidable team, more effective than even a psychic team
that could telepathically communicate. Although rumored to work, the
Zero System was thought too dangerous to ever be created, and the
files for it were missing.
Haris hoped that somehow, one of the Professors might remember how to
re-create the system, or maybe know where it was. With that,
defeating Team Rocket would be easy... Not to mention that getting
the public to side with them was a simple task. Team Rocket was long
known for its ruthlessness. All they had to do would be to show the
people exactly what Team Rocket had been doing, and they were on top
of the world again.
The houndoom stopped suddenly and started growling softly. Turning
quickly, Haris drew his gun and aimed, his finger poised on the
trigger, ready to fire. Yet instead of a guard, it was a young
green-eyed brown haired soldier of about seventeen or eighteen. A
pretty normal looking boy, and one he had talked to earlier about
siding with Yiana against Team Rocket.
"What are you doing down here?" He demanded, lowering his
gun, though holding it ready incase this was a trap.
The boy raised his hands, showing that he meant no harm. "I just
thought you might need some help. That's all," he replied
Suspiciously, Haris frowned, but decided that he was safe with his
houndoom and his gun. What could the boy do to him? Despite the fact
that in terms of age, he was only a year or two older, he was still
more physically able to overtake the boy.
Having reached Yiana's cell, he regarded her sleeping form briefly, a
slight smile creeping onto his lips before he started to pick the
lock, for the keys to the cells were kept not with the guards, but
with Duke Dylan himself, and there was no way he could have gotten
them soon enough.
Unseen to Haris, the young boy bent over slightly and held his hand
out to the houndoom. The pokemon sniffed it, before wagging its tail
a little, and licking the offered hand. Grinning, he slipped a treat
to the pokemon, glad that it was smart enough to recognize him as
pokemon, and harmless enough to be trusted. He wiped the grin off his
face immediately, however, for he did not want Haris to suspect
The Colonel slipped into the shell and tapped Yiana's shoulder
lightly. Immediately, her sharp green eyes flew open, and she
regarded Haris with a slight pleased smile. Sitting up quickly, she
smoothed down her outfit and stood, speaking quietly. "Have you
found soldiers willing to leave?"
"Many. One of them followed me down here, your excellency."
Haris frowned again, but this time in thought. "Nevid, Chris
"New?" She asked, for the name was relatively unfamiliar,
and she knew the names of all her Elite Soldiers, and the pokemon.
"Yes, a recent recruit, but a very skilled one. Gets along very
well with pokemon," he answered.
"That's a useful skill." She exited the cell, Haris behind
her. "I see you brought Lucifer."
The houndoom snapped to attention at the sound of its name, tilting
its head to one side slightly.
"Good pokemon. Very obedient." She scratched it behind its
ear softly, a new smile forming on her lips as it crooned quietly.
"Come, we must leave soon, before Team Rocket realizes
something's up. I've already got our actions planned, and this is
what we must do..."
Falling into step behind then, Chris Nevid, or rather, Devin the
normal hybrid, smiled privately to himself, or rather, itself. The
disguise was working, and he was getting some valuable information
that he was going to have to relay to the other hybrids quickly.
Although he was pleased with himself for his accomplishment, he was
also worried... The war was taking a turn for the worse. Instead of
two sides, there would be three. Team Rocket, Former Zentai soldiers,
and the hybrids... Where the rest of the world stood, he had no idea.
Love and Sacrifice: What's going on?
Donari woke up to the sounds of frantic arguing and people running
around. Alarmed, for normally their little 'base' was relatively
peacefully and quiet in the morning, she sat up and slid out of bed
"Persian!" Love hissed, claws un-sheathed and fur raised.
The cat-pokemon was at the young teen's door, by the side of the
large Charizard, Sacrifice, who was waiting patiently for Donari to
"Charizard, char char," the pokemon spoke, scooping up the
smaller pokemon with one hand, then walking over to Donari.
"What's going on?"
Sighing, the pokemon shook its head, and with its free hand, dragged
Donari out of her bed and to her dresser, where it saw to her getting
dressed as quickly as possible. Then, it all but pushed her out of
the room and down the stairs to the common room, where Leah and the
other 'Resistance' members who lived with her were.
"Donari! I'm glad you're up!" Leah exclaimed, rushing over
to the girl.
"What's going on? What's with all the noise?" She asked,
watching Sacrifice and Love settle in a corner where they could watch
the T.V. undisturbed. "Has something happened to Team Rocket?
Or... the hybrids?"
"No one knows." Leah sighed, a frown fixed on her young
face. "About three fourths of all the Zentai soldiers worldwide
seem to have disappeared. No one knows where they are, but it's
rumored that yesterday Yiana Naventa stepped down, and was arrested,
but at night, she was broken free and fled, along with every single
Zentai soldier worldwide that was loyal to her."
"But... That's like the whole of Team Rocket's Elite soldiers!
They'll have nothing left but a few leftover soldiers, and those that
weren't good enough to make it into Zentai." Donari frown, very
confused by this turn of events.
"Exactly. That way they could be in complete power of the world
just by defeating Team Rocket." Leah grabbed her charge's hand
and lead her over to the T.V. where they settled on an empty couch
near Donari's pokemon. "All I can say now, though, is that the
war is truly beginning..."
All Donari could do was nod and watch the TV as they flipped through
the News Stations. The world was being divided yet again, and this
time, into many, countless parts. The renegade Zentai soldiers had
taken over many bases, or erected their own pseudo bases overnight
all over the world, and Team Rocket was allegedly getting ready to
try and stage attacks against them. Meanwhile, there were countries
that were taking advantage of the situation by either deciding to
take in Team Rocket or The 'Yiana-Faction', and hope that they would
protect them, or declaring themselves independent and gathering their
own little armies to defend themselves.
All Donari could wonder was where were they in all this? Stuck on
their little hidden island, outlaws wanted by either Zentai or Team
Rocket, or just people who could not deal with what was going on in
the world. Where did they stand? And what about the hybrids? Last she
had heard from Blade they had split up back to their old bases,
hoping to try and build up some sort of force against Zentai, but
now, in all this chaos, what were they doing? What could they do?