This is War(privet rp)

[Saphira344]

Wolffang blinked"i just thought"he glanced away folding his ears back"i dont like being called Doggie, unless its a little kid of 5 or below"he wimped.

[Dragon Gal]

(She's not talking to Wolfgang. She couldn't care less about Wolfgang. Sneezy= catweasel. Sneezy just purred. Therefore, I'll call you kitty.)

Sneezy still hadn't moved, and Ash remained watching her, shaking her head slightly. I'm not leaving you...
She glanced back at more screaming, and a choking noise. She didn't want to risk calling out in case they were wrong, but... Boys!?
As Sneezy spoke to her, she nodded. "I'll be back for you, kitty," she said fondly, turning around and running.

"No..." Justin said quietly, trying to figure out how to help his friend.
Fido scented the air for a few moments, before letting out a single bark. Ashley was coming towards them, fast. Maybe she'll know how to help...

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The other two members had come to the entrance of the ruined Gym to stand with their comrade. They'd each lived in the base for at least a month; they could see just fine. Two guys turned to the third, who nodded, reaching for a Pokeball, and retreating further into the base to release his Pokemon, so the intruder didn't see the red glow.
His Pokemon hovered nearby for a few moments before grinning and silently moving to sneak up on the intruder.

[Saphira344]

Wolffang flicked his ears at the bark turning to look"that was a mightiana, maybe hes with a treeco"he barked happly before joging after Ash, not runing incase it seemed like he was chaseing the girl, witch would most likely get him in trouble.

[Whistle.Concert]

Something on the floor, something..Anything...
The young boy finally found a broken steel pipe, must of been part of the roof, but it had fallen. He stood up slowly, leaning against the wall so it gave him support, the pipe held so tightly that his knuckles began to turn white.
His eyes widened, before he finally spoke up. "I'm R..Roy Lowell! And I'm.."
He swallowed hard, aware of a lump in his throat. There was no way he was getting out alive...

[Dragon Gal]

"Oh yeah, Mr. Roy Lowell? You're what?"

Ash hadn't turned around, but as she got to Fido, her Mightyena began to growl. She trusted his judgment, and began to zigzag, in case it was a human behind her. But she had to get to Kody- the Grovyle was the one writhing on the floor while her Treecko tried to calm him.
She knelt by Kody's side, cooing softly as she searched through her pack. She knew she had some sort of numbing agent in here- maybe it'd help him. At least he would be quiet!

[Whistle.Concert]

"Someone kill me..." Kody's shaking had stopped, well, at least slowed, and it seemed his terrifying ordeal was slowly coming to an end. He started retching again, trying to hold it back. "Oh dear Arceus.."

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"I'm gunna.."
The young boy flattened himself against the wall, so they couldn't come at him from behind. "I'm g-gunna wreck you guys.."
He gave a rather slasher-style grin, hoping that by feigning confidence, they'd back off slightly. Unlikely, but still. "P-pokemon or no P-pokemon.."

[Dragon Gal]

The Rogue, previously called 'Marth' grinned at the others and made a show of backing up. "Oh! I'm terrified, kid!"
At an unseen nod, the Misdreavous lightly bumped into Roy's back, screeching right next to his ear. The Rogues smiled as the boy jumped. "And what're you gonna do, huh? How ya gonna 'wreck us'?"

"Shh, baby," Ashley cooed. "Let it out, let it out." She kept rummaging, finally finding the right needle. Okay, once he threw up, she could inject him, and hopefully it'd fix it. At least the pain, anyway.

[Whistle.Concert]

The young rouge boy screamed, taking a swing at the Misdreavus, somehow managing to lift the steel pipe he'd grabbed as he swung. It was just a reflex; he knew trying to hit a ghost type with something 'real' like a steel pipe was absolutelt ridiculous, but you had to give the kid a gold star for trying.

[Dragon Gal]

There was complete silence as the Pokemon owner gave a silent signal. The Misdrevous watched him for a few secods before it floated through the boy and his weapon, then turned and used Mean Look, designed to terrify the child.

[Whistle.Concert]

Roy froze up, and mean look was an attack to stop escape after all. He wanted to run, he really did, but his legs locked up, and he was pretty sure that trying to move them would result in falling off and looking like a complete clown; which wasn't really the idea for now. The red-head's breathing started to get faster as his heart started hammering in his chest.