OOC: @Parugi: Weeeellllll, they're kind've a block for the RPG; once they're removed, I hope it'll help a little. Besides, I said I would, and I will. @Alku: I've been told that you want Searcher for a plot, so I'll keep him and Bruen alive for you. @Konuju: Where are we headed again? IC: Jake: "I-I don't know," stammered Jake. "But whatever it was, we need to get out of here." "I second that," agreed Alex. IC: Searcher: Searcher rose, releasing Slowking form his Pokeball. "Slowking, transport me too -" He never had a chance to finish his instructions. In an explosion of fire and stone, the conference room was demolished in a single second; Searcher cried out and lifted his hands protectively, but never felt a touch of heat or rubble. He cracked open an eye and saw a shield of psychic energy surrounding him, Evan Tierra, and Bruen. The other S-Commanders weren't inside, and Searcher knew that they couldn't have survived the freak attack. Slowking closed his eyes and expanded the shield until a large area had been cleared of debris. The group looked up to see Ho-Oh, wreathed in celestial fire befitting an angelic host - and the Legend was attacking the fortress! IC: Above Searcher Fortress: Ho-Oh rained fire and brimstone upon the complex below, easily eradicating section after section of the Searcher's mightiest base. The corrupt workers serving the organization were vaporized upon contact of the golden flames, and the buildings didn't stand much of a better chance. A few brave and swift warriors rose to combat the Great Bird, but Ho-Oh was ready for these people's battle strategy. With one flap of its gigantic wings, Ho-Oh created a typhoon of wondrous light and fire. The fighters didn't stand a chance. A small telekinetic blast tickled Ho-Oh's wings; the Searcher's Cresselia, Lugia, and Mew were rising to defeat the formidable threat. Ho-Oh narrowed its eyes, and with a psychic storm so powerful it could be felt by the assailing Darkrai, Ho-Oh slammed the trio into the ruins of the Searcher fortress, as well as knocking out all Psychic Pokemon within a mile from the Legend. Ho-Oh roared and three fiery tornados brushed the ground, sending waves of deadly fireballs skittering across the ground and over the nearby ocean. Whatever was left in the once-great Searcher fortress was burnt to ashes in a single, horrid moment. Ho-Oh then turned its attention to the oceans and the skies, where Searcher forces were still coming. It rocketed forward and like a comet, left a blazing trail across the sky, and soon all boats, aircraft, and Searcher humans on or above the ocean were wiped from the face of the planet. Though it tried its best, Ho-Oh could not prevent the destruction of some Pokemon, who were not exactly innocent, as Pokemon standards went. But it didn't matter; the Legend had come to finish these devils, and that was what was going to happen, whether sacrifices had to be made or not. IC: Searcher: Searcher, Evan, and Bruen sprinted away from the raging ruins, the first lagging behind his younger companions. Slowking had been returned to his Pokeball after Ho-Oh's attack, and the trio were enduring massive migraines from the blast. When they had reached a relatively safe distance, Searcher glanced back at what had once been his pride. All he took in was cyclones of hellish fire and acrid smoke. His life was over. OOC: Dun, dun, dun. That cleans up stuff; plus it was fun to write.