Pokemon WAR-plans for NO.3: Back in the hard life again

          The marine gazed around the transport as it bumped over the dusty 
road.  He looked at his watch: 22:04... 10:04 civilian time.  It was dark inside 
the transport… so dark…   

 

          The transport came to a screeching halt.  The marine could hear the 
clicking of X-2000 Canister Rifles as the transport’s occupants stood up.  
Suddenly, the back doors of the transport were opened.  An officer stood, 
silhouetted by the bright searchlights, barking orders to the marines as they 
jumped out of the transport, which pulled away behind them.  A lone figure came 
out of the structure the marines were surrounding: the long-lost convict Ash.  
“Hands where I can see em, dog!” A marine walked forward, rifle trained on Ash.  
Ash chuckled.  A bolt of electricity came out from behind him, shocking the 
marine.  He fell down, dead.  At that moment, the troopers opened up.  Bullets 
flew, striking the building. Ash turned on his heels and ran inside, but not 
without receiving a round into his right arm.  Pikachu, now exposed, was shot 
and died.  The marines closed in on the buildings, but retreated when a shell of 
nerve gas fell through the roof, dropped from a Z-72 Omega-Class Bombship.  When 
the smoke had cleared, Ash, heavily wounded, crawled out, wielding a white 
surrender flag.  He was hoisted up by a Marine and a Czac Infantryman, who 
tossed him promptly into a prison transport.  A bomb was dropped on the building 
after its occupants, Misty and Brock, were seized and tossed into the prison 
transport.  “c’mon, guys” said Lieutenant General June Ghengas. “Clear the site, 
this place never existed!”

 

          Ash found himself in a humvee, being taken back to Clifton Rock.  Lt. 
Colonel Tibbes, rifle in hand, met him at the gates.  “I can take him out back 
and shoot him…” said Kyba, running up from the mech bay.  “That won’t be 
necessary. I’m a little short on men, and I need to get 65 full Chinooks over to 
surf city… we seem to have a crisis.” Said Tibbes.  Ash was supplied with a 
Hermes Laser Rifle, some ammunition, a bullet-proof vest, and a standard Urban 
Warfare uniform.  He found his seat in the Chinook just as it took off, flying 
out toward the ocean...  Ash gazed down at the civilian suburbs below. And he 
wondered if he would ever be one of them.

TO BE CONTINUED