Chapter 5: BOOM!
A/N: Now I would like to take this opportunity to thank my parents for bringing into this world and also all you reader's parents for which I am grateful cause they brought a bunch of lazy-ass who has help me and support me in this journey of 'Writer-Hood'.
Now that done, I want ask, Is evryone here really satisfied with SINNOH REMAKE cause it looks dope but on online everyone is bitching about how it is not so good from their expectations!! Also if I may, the saving Grace of 'Pokemon Brilliant Diamond & Shinning Pearl' is the they altered my boy, Cyndaquil by giving him his fiery blazing mane back!!! Like what?? That was DopeAssHell!!!
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"Whatever you do, you don't show up public. Alright??"
"riolu..Rio..riolu..Rio..lu..lu"
(" I get it, geez... no need to bitch about it.")
"You know, I don't understand Aura synchronisation well enough to understand all of your words.
But you call me 'BITCH' one more time and you go back to the island... "
"riolu..Rio..riolu..Rio...rolu..Rio..riolu..riolu..Rio..riolu..Rio..lu...Rio..lu.."
("Fuck, one minute he is out of eyesight from that psycho and he keeps bitching. I wish I could shut his mouth like that old mighty Whitey.")
"You overgrown tanuki, that's it..."
*Whoosh*
On a roof top of local building of LA was a pale kid who just turned a blue fox with heavy black eyeliner invisible or he decomposed by using certain Quirk from successor of 'All for One'.
Aren, A kid with pale skin that even being in desert would still remain pale was today planning of not going to disturb those peas for brains kinda he normally ruffle the feather with, Now what Aren didn't know was that he had been 'ruffling feather' with one same gang of kids.
He had sense something strange that has connection with his jagged necklace that, well if he had to admit was scared of and hated it to the core of his bones.
Not that he will admit it to the other two, the necklace seem like a small exotic yooperlite but in reality it was a memento for the loss he suffered.
Now let's forget the incoming sappy story and focus on the small stone would occasionally glow through the purple veins inside it, but now more than so ever in this one year as it was thrumming in such vibrancy as soon as it being nearing this city.
Aren quickly travel toward the height vantage point it being the 'Morning-woodshire building' or something and started to trace the direction to which it reacts more to.
That being the South side of the city where there were mostly tourist area.
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AREN MC:
I still don't get why would bunch of uninteresting prehistoric animal would interest these baboons? Not like they could reanimate or even perfectly clone them even if they did, it's not like this creature could ever compete with even our earth's Rattata.
(A/N: OHHHH!!! BURN..)
'La Brea Tar pit Museum', really they could have opened it as a kinda of huanted house or even comedic circus deal and it would have brought them more money...
Baboon, really mad baboons, the lots of you.
(A/N:and now I know, how noone wonders of kid's IQ.)
I think I feel of the pull from that direction, let me see.
Huh, well ignoring this shitty fence ... Woah, no one told me there was a Army base on the back of the museum.
Well, let me see if I can ask for some directions and where they lead to.
Ohh... He is alone, Maybe he wants someone to talk to him. Let me ask him for then he seem like a nice guy.
(A/N: Dude!! Seriously!!! that dude got a scowl on his face and a Fucking Rifle on his shoulder plus the two side glock and the Bigass dagger. He is fucking RAMBO!)
"HEY, bro... Do you know where I can find a toilet around here and do you happen to see a purple glowing rock? Why are you raising you gunsss---- Ohh fuck!"
"Kid, stand right their.. Don't move, now raise your hand above your head.
*click*- report intruder sighted, what do I dispose him?
over.
*click*-Well, he is a child, maybe 11 or 10 years old ("12 !!" ) SHUT IT!! he is 12 years old, over.
*click*- "requesting permission to shoot the target, sir"
"yeeeppp!!! you aren't gonna shooo----"
*Bang*
I fucking starred at the bullet which in a blink had arrived near my chest but now in halt motion with it rotating in frenzy with it's leftover inertia. And the madmen simply widen his eyes before taking multiple shots while requesting for backup as in his word an 'anomaly' as here.
*Bang----Bang-- Bang----Bang---bang-*
Really, anomaly... bitch please I am Aren, not anomaly... You are anomaly, your whole pigface family are anomaly.
Within seconds of that report, a whole battalions of mercenaries were each shooting me, well shooting the shield... Now that should have enough charge for a ridiculous ---
'fuck'
You see, life is all about unexpectation as shown by this gentleman in the back row with his overgrown ball size morality when he threw a grenade, that too at a child ...
Well a super powered child but still a child nonetheless.
'Now that's cold hearted even if it was Mewtw-- well not really him, that psychopath but anyone else.'
*BOOOMMMMM*
Then came the slight temperature rise as the shield protect me from sudden spikes of extreme temperatures and shockwaves but still it let me sometimes feel small or minuscule as in unharmful dose of those attacks.
But did I ever tell you I hate that it sometimes doesn't deafen the sound spike, well it could deafen the sound but it's too naughty and doesn't listen to me well.
Now hear comes the mild headaches, followed by dullness in eyesight and worst of all the constant eerie whistling sound.
'fuck, I am gonna feel that tomorrow. Now it's my turn, bastards shooting a child... well I don't need a reason to attack them anyway, but it look cooler when I do....'
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The Guards were payed lots of hard cashed to guard a simple facility, not that they also doesn't like the latest weapons provided here. Makes one question, what were they guarding to have in need of such forces.
Then came this afternoon, all was normal well as normal as it can be minus the occasional disposing of tourists that cannot seems to follow a guide.
A kid, no older then any of 13 years ( "12!!!" ) 12 years was turning out to be more of nuisance as the team put such amounts of rounds, the body may seem unrecognisable.
All of a sudden, a grenade's detonation and histerical gesturing as the kid disappear amidst the 'booming' of the small firework.
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