Capítulo 52: Raid in Silph C.O
The room trembled as another explosion rattled the building. Standing tall in the tense conference room, Helena quickly took control of the situation.
"Barricade the door!" she barked at the panicking executives. Without hesitation, they scrambled to push chairs and tables in front of the entrance, their hands shaking.
Meanwhile, Helena reached for her belt, releasing Gardevoir and Lopunny from their Pokeballs.
Lopunny appeared first, her athletic body dressed in a snug sports bra, her toned abs visible, while a buttplug stuck out from her tight shorts. She stretched her long legs, bouncing on her feet as if ready for action. Gardevoir followed, standing elegantly in her usual attire, her massive breasts pushing against the fabric of her dress.
She eyed the room with a calm, almost amused expression, her eyes eventually stopping on Lopunny.
"Garde, Gard, Gardevoir...." (You slut, augh, For once in your life, can you stop being a sexual deviant?) Gradevoir asked as she moved before Lopunny so she could cover her from the executives or cover them from Lopunny.
"Lop," (Nop) Lopunny said as she began stretching her muscles, readying for some action.
"We're going to check outside," Helena said, her voice steady but laced with urgency. "Dune, you're with me. Lopunny, back us up."
Dune nodded. His towering presence alone was intimidating, and his scales glistened under the now dim conference room lights.
Lopunny stood beside him, eyes sharp, while Gardevoir tried her best to tranquilize the panicked executives.
As they stepped out into the hallway, the chaos in the building was undeniable. Smoke filled the air, and the sound of running footsteps echoed from the lower levels.
Almost immediately, they were spotted by two Team Rocket grunts—a skinny, nervous female and a taller, more confident male grunt.
The grunts wasted no time, tossing their Pokeballs forward.
The female grunt released a Zubat, which screeched into the air, while the male released a Poochyena, which growled and barred its fangs.
Dune, already prepared, smirked. Without hesitation, he lunged at the Poochyena, a low growl rumbling from his throat.
His claws flashed as he used [Slash], cutting down the tiny Pokemon with a single swipe, leaving it crumpled on the floor. The Zubat took distance and launched an [Air slash] towards Dune, but Dune's eyes glinted with savage intent.
He opened his jaws wide and received the attack directly in his face, yet Dune still moved forward, snapping the Zubat out of the air and swallowing it whole in one gulp.
The crunching echoed briefly, sending a shiver through the two grunts. The female grunt's face turned pale, horror etched into her expression as she watched her Pokemon get consumed.
Her partner stumbled backward, eyes wide, shaking with fear.
Lopunny moved swiftly, darting forward with incredible speed. She leaped toward the taller male grunt and hit him with [Fake Out], her hand smacking across his face with a sharp, audible slap.
The grunt staggered backward, dazed and disoriented, until he collapsed onto the ground, knocked out.
Meanwhile, the female grunt stood frozen, terror making her legs shake. Helena stepped forward, her eyes narrowing. "Tell me what's happening," she demanded.
The female grunt hesitated momentarily, her gaze flicking between Helena, Lopunny, and Dune.
Finally, under the weight of their presence, she broke. "Team Rocket—Team Rocket has taken over Saffron!" she stammered. "They're after Silph Co. and… and everything in it."
As she spoke, a wet stain spread across the front of her pants, and she began to sob uncontrollably.
Lopunny, still standing close, leaned in, her lean body dominating the grunt's personal space. "Lopunny" (You better not be lying,) she said softly, her voice cold but dripping with menace.
Helena glanced at Dune, who cracked his neck and flexed his claws. "Seems like things are worse than we thought," she muttered. The three of them stood over the broken, sobbing grunt, who offered no resistance anymore.
Helena knelt before the sobbing female grunt, her tone cold and unforgiving. "Tell me everything," she commanded.
Dune loomed behind her, his massive figure casting a shadow over the trembling woman.
Lopunny, standing smugly to the side, crossed her arms, enjoying every second of the grunt's humiliation.
The grunt sniffled, trying to compose herself, but her fear of Dune was overpowering. "I—I was tasked with kidnapping the executives," she stammered, "and you too! We were supposed to take you all to the third floor where Team Rocket's leader is... is waiting."
Helena narrowed her eyes. "Why the third floor?"
"T-that's where the secret lab is," the grunt stuttered, "and a secure elevator. The leader wanted everyone gathered there... said they needed leverage to control the city."
"Interesting," Helena murmured, standing up slowly. "Hand over everything. Now."
The grunt's eyes widened. "W-what?"
"Your clothes, keycard, everything," Helena ordered coldly. "Unless you want to see what Dune can do when he's not holding back."
The grunt's trembling hands fumbled with her uniform, removing her jacket and pants while trying to cover her more intimate areas.
Lopunny laughed, eyeing the wet stain that still marred the front of the grunt's underwear.
"Lopunny, Lop lop." (Look at that, pissing yourself in front of the person you were supposed to kidnap. Some tough grunt you are.)
The grunt sobbed in shame as she stripped, leaving her in only her soaked panties and bra.
Helena snatched the keycard from the discarded jacket while Lopunny continued to mock her. "Lopunny!" (Small chest, small ass, and now you're naked and wet. How pathetic.)
Helena slipped into the upper part of the grunt's uniform. It was incredibly tight around her bust, but it would do. She tossed the remaining clothing back at the grunt. "Stay here. Move, and I won't stop Dune from having a meal.
As the trio made their way through the smoke-filled hallways of the fifth floor, Team Rocket grunts hurried past, completely oblivious to them.
Dune and Lopunny moved silently among the dense smoke, their senses sharp as they scanned for any signs of danger and hiding before anyone recognized them.
Occasionally, a grunt would recognize Helena, their faces twisting in confusion and anger as they rushed to confront her.
"You! You're supposed to be—" they would start, but Dune would swiftly take action before they could finish.
With [Dragon Dance] to boost his speed, he'd close the distance in seconds, either demolishing their Pokemon with a quick [Slash] or simply swallowing them whole with [Crunch], leaving the grunts in shock.
A stray Rattata tried to leap at them from a corner, but Dune effortlessly swiped it out of the air with [Slash], tearing it apart with a single blow.
As they neared an elevator, another group of Team Rocket grunts appeared, releasing more Pokemon into the hallway.
A Koffing floated toward them, puffing [Smoke Cloud] into the air, while a Raticate lunged with its sharp teeth bared, signaling for a [Hyper Fang]. Dune stepped forward again, his massive form filling the narrow hallway. He easily dodged the [Poison Cloud] and launched a powerful [Crunch] on the Raticate, its body going limp as he sank his fangs into it.
The grunts and Koffing tried to escape, but Dune caught it with [Slash], sending it crashing into the ground before he crushed it underfoot and slammed the Grounts against a wall with his tail.
After several close encounters, they finally reached an elevator at the end of the hall.
Dune and Lopunny took their positions on either side, ensuring no one would sneak up on them.
Helena swiped the keycard, and the elevator doors slid open with a soft ding. As they stepped inside, the atmosphere changed.
Just as the doors began to close, they heard a loud commotion coming from the third floor. Shouts echoed through the hall, mixed with the sounds of battle. Helena's heart raced. "Whatever's happening up there, it sounds big..." She said, slightly nervous.
With a deep breath, she pressed the button for the third floor, feeling the elevator begin to descend.
Seconds that felt like hours passed, and the sound of battle grew louder and louder.
As the elevator doors opened, battle echoed deafeningly through the halls.
Explosions, the clash of Pokemon moves, and the shouting of grunts filled the air.
Helena, Dune, and Lopunny cautiously stepped out, their eyes scanning the scene.
A lone trainer stood on the edge of the chaos, surrounded by a horde of Team Rocket grunts. His face was hidden beneath a red cap.
A trainer with spiky black hair hidden slightly by a red cap gave them his back. He wore a red jacket over a black shirt, blue jeans, red sneakers, a black backpack, and fingerless black leather gloves.
A black Charizard roared before him, unleashing a devastating [Flamethrower] that sent several grunts' Pokemon flying, crashing into the surrounding walls.
Dune's eyes widened in recognition. "No way…" he muttered. 'His Charizard... It's shiny, and it can't, it shouldn't be that strong...'
The trainer turned slightly, his cap casting a shadow over his face. Yet, he was unmistakable.
"..."
Red.
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