Day: 3. Time: 0623, Location: The S.C. Aleathra, Deck, Bow

Sarpal didn't even feel the attack coming. All her Psychic senses were gone, drowned by something cold that ensnared her. In the next moment, she found her self thrown against the bow railing, pain surging through her back as she didn't even feel the push, only her nerves cringing under the stress of the impact. She slumped over, still in partial shock, though Alex could not attend to her at the moment, distracted by Syria's attack.

"That girl is no challenge," Syria commented, still unmoving, attacking with nothing but her mind against Sarpal. Alex tried to concentrate, but finding it more difficult then his previous encounter with the very same person. "Of course, you are experiencing more difficulty then before, the dampener is at a higher output then before."

"Can't fight fairly, can you?" Alex asked, clutching a fist and trying to break free from the barriers of the mind. Syria curled her lip, before laughing softly.

"If I battle fairly, I would be annihilated by your Psychic power in an instant," Syria answered, praising such power and yet envious of that same power. "I respect your ability, Angel, and I know that without a handicap, this would be a very short fight."

"Yes, yes it would," Alex answered, forcing a smile and uncurling his fist, closing his eyes and relaxing. Syria wondered what the Angel Chimera was going trying to do, before gasping in surprise, thrown backwards by a quick, yet powerful Psychic attack from the Chimera. She slid to a halt, partially to friction, partially to her own Psychic power slowing her down.

In the next instant, bullets were fired in her direction, only to bounce harmlessly off an invisible barrier that surrounded the bow of the ship. She glanced back, seeing some SF's opening fire on her while others were storming in. However, Syria wasn't afraid.

"No one will interrupt this battle," Syria told Alex, stepping forward again, silently applauding Alex for that attack. "Not with this barrier up."

"Yes, it must be a strain on you to do that," the Chimera commented, chuckling, leaning forward as though ready to pounce. "A mental strain, I guess that should balance the field."

"Yes, it should," Syria replied, smirking, and standing up straight. "Your SF friends deploy quickly, they will not intervene. So…shall we dance?" the Psychic female questioned her male opponent. Alex only smiled.

"Let's."

Day: 3, Time: 0625, Location: The S.C. Aleathra, Deck, Bow

Carter approached the line of SF's, all with their weapons raised and directed towards the invader, though they all knew they were powerless at the moment. However, it wasn't hard for a few anxious ones to fire a round or two into the invisible shield, the bullet falling harmlessly onto the ground after it was brought to a halt by the barrier. Some of the bullet casings still rattled on the ground, though it was of no concern to Carter at the moment.

"Void, what do we have?" Carter asked, glancing down at his Eevee companion. The 'incomplete' evolution Eevee nodded slowly, concentrating his Psychic energy towards the barrier, only to gasp and leap back in surprise.

"It's cold…" the Eevee spoke softly, yet audibly. "My mind hits a barrier, like physical matter, and the barrier…it's as cold as ice…" Cater nodded slowly, soaking in the information while watching the pair inside duel it out, exchanging Psychic and Psybeam attacks throughout the barrier, while Sarpal lay dazed by the railing, or perhaps not. Carter wasn't sure, but he was sure the female Chimera was struggling against something…

"I can't get through it," Ryu commented, materializing right behind Carter, and watching the psychic battle from within the barrier of matter and psychic. Carter only nodded, not bothering to turn and face the Chimera.

"I guess we wait now…" Carter replied softly, crossing his arms, knowing there was nothing he could do, understanding he shouldn't let the feeling of powerlessness get to him, though it already was, creeping slowly…

Day: 3, Time: 0627, Location: North TR Research Facility, Main Lobby

Des and Alken waltzed straight into the front, with a lone reception at the desk, panicking while attending to the flood of calls from internal and external sources, demanding reports of such related to the chaos Tim created only some time ago. They decided to stride past the entrance, the reception being much too distracted to even notice the pair waltz by. The pair kept an eye on the reception, however, until the reception was out of eye view, then they returned their attention back towards the corridor they were heading down.

"According to the map, and according to standard facility layout, the room we're looking for is down the hall and to our right," Alken whispered to Des, the hallways empty due to the chaos, but they still didn't want to take any chances in the matter. Des nodded slowly, keeping a cautious eye out for anyone at all.

"Do you get a feeling something is wrong…?" the hacker questioned the ex-Team Rocket operative, still keeping an eye out.

"Aside from Tim blowing everything up? Don't you know it…" Alken replied, a bit sarcastically, glancing at the door rooms to make sure they haven't passed their target.

"No, not in the sense that this is a trap…" Des replied, stopping when they were at the target point, placing a hand on the door and turning it slowly, but not opening it just yet. "More of in a sense that we're not the only ones in here…if you include Tim and Guile and their respective teams." Des slowly opened the door.

"So, its bee-…" Alken never finished his sentence, taking only a short glance into the room before eyes went wide. "Get down!" he screamed out, knocking Des to the side as an inferno blasted out of the security room, the pair saved only by Alken's quick reflexes. Abetos, staying well back as a rear guard for the pair was quickly to leap into the scene, sliding to a halt right at the edge of the firestorm, his Fire type naturally allowing him to withstand such high temperatures so close. The fire stopped momentarily, both Humans slowly getting to their feet, feeling the burn of almost being toasted.

"Geeze, Storm, next time you do that, WARN ME!!!" an annoyed and angered voice shouted out from inside, surprising the trio completely. Abetos was about to leap into the room to disable the opposing Fire type, but stopped upon hearing the words. Des and Alken exchanged looks, just wondering who was in there. Both slowly turned the corner, expecting another Fire attack at any moment…

Day: 3, Time: 0616, Location: North TR Research Facility, Corridor GH

Guile was weary of his surrounding, something tugging at the back of his mind, something that was amiss. Or perhaps not amiss, more like something that didn't belong within the confines of this base, aside from certain parties he knew of. The Psychic walked rather distractedly, taking rear behind the trio of the Bulbasaur, Pikachu, and Flareon.

"Even with the bomb, it's too quiet…" Lin whispered towards Psy, who agreed whole heartedly. Klik wasn't paying attention, leading and keeping a weary eye out at the multitudes of doors and branching off passageways in the corridor. Most of the doors led to small offices and storage rooms, the occasional rec room, though they saw nothing about laboratories just yet.

"Something is amiss…" Psy replied, gazing around warily, trying to make out what just that 'something' was within the complex. "Or perhaps not amiss…more like, un-belonging…" Lin was silent, trying to focus her mind in the task at hand: to find Tim and to rescue Ryna.

A short gasp from the rear caught the attention of the trio of Pokémon, all three staring back at Guile. He stood frozen, eyes open wide, mouth opened, surprised by something unseen by the Pokémon around. He blinked once, and then in the next instant, he disappeared, using a Teleport attack and dematerializing from existence.

"Hey!" all three shouted at once, leaping towards his former position in an unknown attempt to find him, though those hopes were quickly dashed away. An exchange of glances, followed by a scan of the corridor left them empty of any sort of answer.

"I don't like this at all…" Klik spoke softly, returning his gaze towards their prior path, feeling worse and worse about this entire mission in the first place. However, he wouldn't let his resolve waiver, stepping forward defiantly towards the next intersection. He approached slowly, flanked by the pair of female Pokémon, also cautious in their approach. A quick shadow followed by a swipe from a metallic, pincer claw forced Klik to leap back, startling the pair behind. The Flareon growled, the shadow of the claw quickly retreating back.

"Come back here!" Klik exclaimed, giving chase to the assailant without hesitation and before he could hear the protest from the others. Without waiting any longer, the pair of female broke out into a sprint after the Flareon.

Day: 3, Time: 0626, Location: The S.C. Aleathra, Infirmary

Jewel grunted, trying to press herself out of the bed she was resting in, her gem flickering quickly and violently, feeling the complete disappearance of Sarpal from her mind. Ice was by her side, trying to keep her down and calm, but apparently failing at doing it as well as he had hoped.

"Let me go!" the Starmie screamed out, the still weak Pokémon trying to break free from Ice. "I have to find Sarpal! Let me GO!"

"Sarpal told me to make sure you rested, I can't let you go!" Ice retorted, still finding it relatively difficult to keep the seriously injured Water type down and resting. However, the remark only made Jewel struggle more, trying to break hold of Ice. The male Chimera glanced over to where Flare continued to watch that certain Charmander, wondering how she could remain undisturbed with the racket. In fact, he wondered how anyone could remain undisturbed with the racket the pair was making.

"LET ME GO!" she screamed once again, raising the top prong of her star and spraying Ice with a Hydro Pump attack, something completely unexpected considering her condition. The Lapras Chimera hit the far wall before even blinking once, surprised as Jewel left off the bed and flew off down the corridor to her goal.

"Ice!" Ignite exclaimed, nearly getting decapitated by one of Jewel's prongs as she flew over head when the Vulpix entered the room. The Fire type was quickly at Ice's side, who was groaning and shaking the dizziness from his head. The Chimera slowly stood up, taking a step forward, or more like tripping forward, before shaking the dizziness out of his head.

"Jewel!" Ice shouted after the Starmie, ignoring the Vulpix completely as he gave chase to try to the stop the Water type from killing herself…

Day: 3, Time: 0628, Location: North TR Research Facility, Security Room B

Both Des and Alken both peered into the room, seeing a massive Charizard, somehow fitting the relatively tiny room, and a Human inside, glaring at each other with annoyed looks. Abetos peered in as well, preparing to pounce at a moment notice.

"J-Jade?" Des stuttered, recognizing the blond hair, brown eyed Human almost instantly, though something lingered in his mind about the person. He wore green jeans with a green vest on top of a black shirt, the vest holding multiple pockets for various items. Both glared towards the 'intruders', though they themselves were intruders.

"That's the Chimera on the cruise ship, Des?" Alken asked, stepping into the room cautiously, ready to leap out of the way of anymore flames that may be thrown their way.

"Des? Who are you…?" the one known as Jade questioned, before getting a whack on the head by his Charizard companion. "Ow!" Jade muttered, scratching his head and glaring at the Charizard again. "What was that for?!" The Fire type Pokémon grunted, pulling Jade closer and whispering something to the Human, causing a surprised look as well as wide eyes.

"You mean they-" Jade started, unable to finish as the Charizard put a finger of his claw on the Human's lips to silence him, before continuing to talk in something inaudible to the other group. Alken glanced over to Des, who shrugged, before the ex-Rocket turned his gaze towards his Pokémon, who also shrugged. Jade nodded once again, before turning his attention back to the pair.

"Hi, I'm Jade," he introduced, smiling and stretching a hand. The Charizard could only slap himself on the forehead, obviously something going completely wrong with whatever plan they had already, though it was dubious for Jade.

"Er, hi…I'm Des…" the hacker spoke, shaking the hand of someone he already knew, blinking once before gazing towards the Charizard, seeing a hint of 'Jade' within that Pokémon, but unable to understand what. Jade glanced back at the Fire type, seeing Des' curiosity and confusion.

"And that's Firestorm," Jade introduced, getting a nod from the Charizard. "Don't mind his antics and such, he's really bad at them…" That promptly got Jade a whack upside the head, nearly knocking him face first into the ground.

"Um…Des, we need that information, now…" Alken remarked, tapping Des on the shoulder. The hacker nodded, pulling away from Jade's hand and approaching the computer consol, noting some coding for some hacking already processed. He turned to face Jade, who only blinked, before returning to the screen and taking out his laptop, jacking in and copying the code that Jade was apparently using to hack the system, finding the algorithms to be very useful.

"Looks like you're code's actually useful," Storm whispered into Jade's ear, though this time extremely audible to everyone inside. Jade only knocked Storm's gut with an elbow, though the larger Pokémon didn't feel much of it.

"Actually, the code is amazing," Des replied, getting a grin from Jade because of the compliment. Storm grunted, turning his head away, arms crossed. Des continued to go at the system, continuing where Jade left off as the other Human gazed on intently, analyzing the code the other hacker used.

"Wait, did he just speak English…?" Alken wondered aloud, pointing towards Firestorm. The Charizard shook his head, speaking something inaudible to Alken, something in the Charizard's native tongue.

"He said you must be hearing things," Des translated, without even looking up and continuing to type away. Jade was lost in watching the hacker breeze through the security that he didn't even hear the remarks. Alken could only think a bit more, though he shrugged it off, glancing outside for anyone or anything. It was the exact thing he saw that scared him: emptiness.

"Okay, Ryna is in Laboratory D, and Tim is currently in corridor GN," Des told Alken, the ex-Rocket ninja nodding before dashing off, doing his part of the mission to make Tim's life much easier. Storm and Jade wondered what that short exchange was about, before Storm knocked Jade upside the head and pointed to the console with a sharp finger. Jade scratched the back of his head, nodding and remembering the reason they came here in the first place, moving the console and continuing his coding on the screen…

Day: 3, Time: 0628, Location: North TR Research Facility, Corridor GN

Tim glanced around wearily, finding it difficult to grasp the emptiness of the complex, not running into a single soul possible during his quick yet methodically efficient travel. His pair of Pokémon trotted behind, laying as flank guard for their Human companion.

He turned the next corner, only to be confronted by the first and only soul he's seen throughout, who was also just turning the corner at the other end of the hall. Tim quickly drew his Heartbeat pistol, taking aim at the female instinctively, thinking 'enemy' on sight.

The female on the other side could only stared, placing a hand to her hip, onto some sort of handle, though Tim had a hard time telling at the distance. He could only make out the short black hair of the female, who's eyes was covered by a set of sunglasses. She was wearing black, lots of it: black jeans and a black jacket, with a hint of blue detectable between the opening of her jacket. She raised her other hand, beckoning Tim to fire with her fingerless gloves. The Chimera could almost feel the glare of the female towards him.

The male could only glare, his Pokémon anticipating any other actions, though they would not stay for much longer.

"Rocky, Slasher, continue looking for Ryna…" Tim muttered under his breath, still taking aim at the female, who only continued to focus on the gunman across, holding still…

Slasher glanced across, glaring at the female, sensing something about her, something similar between her and Tim, and that she was very good, probably can handle herself better then this veteran Sandslash could.

"Be careful," Rocky replied, continuing down the previous intersection to find another way for their goal, Slasher nodding in the same caution before following the Graveler.

Tim's eyes narrowed, laying aim once again, waiting for his companions to fall out of the side of his sight, which happened not all too quickly, a small relief to Tim that they cared, but not enough to protest his order. In the next moment, he fired.

Day: 3, Time: 0618, Location: North TR Research Facility, Laboratory Corridor

Guile materialized into the corridor, detecting the faint presence of Ryna from within one of the rooms, though that pulse was scattered and hard to follow. Nevertheless, the Chimera felt obligated to try, unwilling to feel what it is like to lose someone close…

The in the next instant, he dived for the ground, the emergence of a Hyper Beam flying straight through the corridor and hitting the far wall with a rather undignified explosion.

"Aw, shucks," a female remarked, in a distinctly British accent, Guile quickly leaping onto his feet, seeing an Aerodactyl down the corridor, perched on the ground, and was probably the source of the commotion in the first place. Gritting his teeth, he watched as the ancient Pokémon was charging up for another blast, and considering the space, the attack probably wasn't going to miss.

"No, not this time!" Guile shouted down the corridor, disappearing for a brief instant, before reappearing to the side of the Aerodactyl and giving a strong elbow against the side of the stone head, causing a yelp of pain from the Flying/Rock type as both sailed through the wall and into a rather spacious and open laboratory, tipping over a cabinet full of glassware while doing so and shatter them all. Guile rolled over the Rock skin of the Pokémon, righting himself to his feet and kneeling down, one arm raised, both hands curled into fists. He felt no pain in his elbow for attacking such hard skin.

"Argh…" the Aerodactyl muttered, getting to her feet and shaking the dizziness from her head, glaring at Guile. "Chimera…" she muttered, before taking to the sky as she could within the larger and more spacious interior of the laboratory, paying little heed to any destruction she might cause within.

"Let's rock…" Guile whispered, leaping up towards the Aerodactyl, hand reeled back ready to strike.

Day: 3, Time: 0628, Location: The S.C. Aleathra, Deck, Bow

Alex dodged another Psy Beam attack, unable to get close through the barrages upon barrages of attacks, and when he did get close, he could only bounce off a Barrier quickly erected by the Psychic. The same would happen when he tried to attack afar, his attacks not being at the strength they should be thanks to the dampener. However, the Psychic also noted something else was in this entire dual, something he could feel faintly, but could not make out…

The Angel Chimera glanced back towards Sarpal, who was now apparently struggling to just get up, thus making Alex think even more about the circumstances of this entire battle.

"So, you've finally caught on…" Syria spoke, taking a step closer, arms crossed. Alex quickly retuned his gaze towards the Team Rocket member, narrowing eyes, yet also curious about what Syria had to say, considering that seemed to be her purpose to be on the S.C. Aleathra in the first place.

"What do you want from me?" Alex questioned, returning his gaze towards Sarpal, who seemed to be struggling more and more violently, as though…

"I want you to rejoin Team Rocket," Syria answered, Alex instantly returning his gaze towards the operative, eyes narrowing, the answer clear in his eyes. However, the Team Rocket operative wouldn't let Alex leave that easily.

"You wouldn't come here to ask me that unless you had a trump card…being that you know full well my answer," Alex replied, standing up and glaring at Syria. The female only giggled, covering her mouth with a hand to contain herself. The result only made Alex glare even more, until he finally realized just what card Syria held in her hand, and his face faltered right there.

"No…" he whispered, turning back to Sarpal, now suspended into the air through Psychic force, struggling as she will against it. Syria could not contain herself anymore, finding that perverse pleasure in watching others tormented. Sarpal began to scream out. Syria's previous attitude was replaced by a dark and serious one.

"If you do no not join, I'll be forced to rip this young lass apart, limb by limb," Syria replied darkly, a faint, wry smile curling in her lips.