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You take up battle positions, readying yourself for Dornan’s assault. You don’t know how this is gonna go, he’s clearly ready for a fight, but it’s Pokémon shit, so are you fighting him or his pokemon?
“So… do you have pokemon or are we-“ you begin, but immediately get cut off
“Under normal circumstances, I would rip you a new asshole my God damn self, but, in accordance with the bureaucratic bullshit placed upon me by the half wit ambassador and the degenerate sand people’s barbaric laws, I have to send animals to do a man’s job! You impure hybrid fucks are a stain on this earth, and if I could, I’d cleanse you mo-rans from this land myself! DOES THAT ANSWER YOUR FUCKING QUESTION?”
“Good enough! Throw em out!” Rick announces
“Well good, hate to disappoint a treasonous whore! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!? SIDING WITH THE ENEMY AND BETRAYING YOUR PEOPLE! I SHOULD SKIN YOU ALIVE AND WEAR YOUR DISEASED HIDE AS A CAPE!”
“I’d be a cool cape.”
“DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE? DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THAT YOU BETRAYED THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND GOD HIMSELF? OR ARE YOU TOO MUCH OF A MO-RAN FOR THAT?”

“Probably the latter if I’m being honest.”
“Is that so? Well then, maybe I need something to educate you on your shortcomings! TAKE THIS!” Dornan yells, popping a poke ball from a pouch on his armor and hurling it behind him. Instantly it opens and out pops a salamence. It immediately attacks, flying into the air, swinging itself around in a circle and then whipping its tail directly at Rick. Rick dodges as it makes contact with the ground, fracturing the pavement and launching a manhole cover into the sky with the impact. As it gets up, Rick produces his ax, which he seems to have brought somehow. It’s weird, you thought you’d have noticed. Regardless, he swings it at the Salamence and imbeds it into its back. Rick then uses discharge, gripping the metal, and sending 10k volts through the axe and directly into the dragon, thwarting all of its defences. The dragon screeches as the electricity courses through its body. It jerks away and rips the ax out, tearing a sizable chunk out of the dragon’s back and causing its wings to hang partially off its body.

“Playing cheap are we?” Dornan asks
“I’m a tool using mammal. God gave me hands, might as well use them.” Rick replies snarkily
“I WILL SHOVE MY RIGHT HAND UP YOUR ASS AND MY LEFT HAND DOWN YOYR THROAT, SO THEY MEET IN THE MIDDLE, AND PLAY YOUR HEART LIKE A FUCKING ACCORDION! I WILL BE DAMNED IF YOU KILL A DRAGON WITH A FUCKING FIRE AX!” Dornan yells at Rick, before turning to the salamence “And you… ARE YOU A DRAGON OR ARE YOU A MAGGOT?! WHAT IS A DRAGON WITHOUT FIRE BREATH? NOTHING! SO USE IT, GOD DAMN IT!” Dornan yells as the dragon gallops over and lets out a beam of plasma, which Rick side steps. Rick then does some weird hand signals, and then a Kame-hame-haaa type hand gesture, releasing a pulsating blast of black and red energy directly into the dragon, propelling it backwards and knocking it out as it slams into the walls of the embassy, cracking them. It then falls to the ground, knocked out cold.

“Well I’ll be damned! Maybe you’re not as much of a spineless maggot as I thought you were. Still, I WILL RIP YOUR ENTRAILS FROM YOUR STOMACH AND USE THEM TO HANG THE OTHER TWO OF YOU PATHETIC DISGUSTING TERRORISTS! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!” Dornan yells
“I’d like to see you try!”
“Cocky little shit! How about another?” Dornan says as he readies another ball, before, again, hurling it behind him. Out pops a reptilian creature covered in golden plates of metal, along its neck, spine, tail, legs, and crotch. It has blood red claws, glowing red eyes, and what looks like a battle axe for mandibles. It has an E surrounded by stars on its chest, similar to that of the emblem on Dornan.

“A Haxorus, how fitting.” Nikita remarks
“Can it commie, if I wanted your opinion, I’d beat it out of you!” Dornan scoffs
“As much as that looks like a steel type, it’s not.” Rick whispers to you “can you use your tequila heart attack bullshit on him or something, cause I don’t know the effectiveness an ax is gonna be?”
“Yeah.” You say, stepping forward
“Saddam himself. How nice of the leader of terror to put himself on the front lines. Not as much of a chicken shit as I thought!” Dornan says clenching his fists
“Listen, I just raided his closet, I’m actually just an American college student. Bro, I’ve only been in this country for like a week.”
“Bro? I’m not your bro. I’m a fucking officer! And if you truly are an American, THEN WHY WOULD YOU SO DISRESPECTFULLY REFER TO ME AS A BRO!? Where are you from, boy?”
“California.”
“Figures. No wonder what a disrespectful piece of shit you turned out to be!”
“Fuck you man! California is great!”
“Why are you on the Californian’s ass when we have a New Yorker here?” Nikita jokes
“Oh, so it’s a communist ménage à trois. How wonderful. ” Dornan chuckles
“I am not a communist!” Rick yells
“So what are you then?”
“I am a Wall Street-“
“Parasite! Vampiric cock sucker! Spineless degenerate!”
“That’s it, Queen, fuck that dragons ass and make Major Payne watch!”
“Fucking what?” You say as the haxorus swings his plated tail at your head. You hop back, instinctually using your new wings to propel you farther than you were anticipating, resulting in you nearly whacking into a building. The Haxorus stares at you, annoyed you dodged it. You waste no time, singing tequila, or more so just saying the word thrice as the dragon slowly walks towards you, hunched over, similar to the velociraptors in Jurassic park. Walking slowly as it sharpens its claws along the wall of an office. You finish with your third repetition, successfully casting your seal of death, moments before an explosion wrings out on the other side of the embassy, triggering the Haxorus to attack.

It lurches forward at you, swinging its claws at your throat, but you feel stronger than before, faster than before, better than before. You move your head back, avoiding the attack, and duck a secondary attack from the beast, going for your head. You scoot out of the way and stand facing the dragon. You need to leave before he attacks thrice. You can attack once more, before needing to leave, to try to minimize another Maria situation. If you get hit, you’re surviving the next attack anyways, due to the special ability you hold, so getting one shot is impossible. Your moves include shadow ball, night slash, and sucker punch. What do you throw at the dragon

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You choke up your chance, not knowing what to throw at it (tie) and the beast swings its head at you, slamming the bladed mandibles into the wall of the offices, imbedding it into the plaster, and sending a large crack up the wall, causing pieces of the outer layer to chip off and fall to the ground, leading to the bricks being exposed. Larger pieces fall off as the dragon pulls itself out, with one large chunk falling on its tail, getting it stuck. The beast tries pulling forward to no avail, tugging at the rocks.

Nikita walks up to you, puts her hand on your shoulder, then pulls you back towards Rick. She walks up to the beast and it swings at her, to which she is just out of range. The beast doesn’t pull its claw back and instead collapses, rotating a little with the force from the swing. Instantly, Dornan takes out a ball and calls it back.
“Typical Californian. All talk and no action.” Dornan remarks
“Action was unnecessary. I need not throw a punch to fell your dragon, just three words.” You say in a bad English accent “the pen is mightier than the sword, sir, or in this case, the tongue is mightier than the ax.”
“Who are you calling sir? I know you heard my clarification earlier. That’s it! EVERY WORD FROM YOU SUN BAKED DEGENERATES IS DISRESPECT OR COMPLETE IDIOCRACY! DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE DEALING WITH MAGGOT!? YOU ARE DEALING WITH THE UNITED STATES ARMED FORCES! YOU WILL SHOW RESPECT OR I WILL FORCE IT OUT OF YOU!”
“Aren’t you from California?” Nikita asks
“IRRELEVANT! PREPARE TO DIE!” Dornan screams

Dornan pulls another pokeball from his pocket and hurls it towards you this time. Nikita steps up to face it as Rick grabs her, pulls her back, and nearly throws her to the ground. You move to help her, but she catches herself and recovers. You look to see what Rick did that for, and see him charging the emerging pokemon, ax in a swinging position. The pokemon quickly appears out of the beam of the poke ball, revealing a large dragonite. As soon as it’s seen, it is struck in the neck. Rick’s charge ends with a jump and a spin, imbedding the chopping part of the ax in the throat and collarbone, knocking the dragon type to the floor, in shock. He then grabs off the grip onto the metal stock and sends the full force of plasma fists into the ax. The power radiates through the metal deep into the spine of the dragonite, paralyzing it, possibly permanently. Rick then stomps on the things face, uses that as leverage, then yanks the ax out. No blood spurts out as he does this, and he nearly throws the ax behind him from the force he used. He then takes the ax, swings over his head, and brings it down on the dragonite’s face. It doesn’t penetrate but knocks it out and instantly sends it back to Dorman’s ball.

This attack was not orthodox, but that dragonite looked like it could have been a massive problem. You don’t know the strength of it, but the size alone was an intimidation factor to not be reckoned with. You feel you dodged a bullet with that, and wish Rick could have brought that same energy to Samara. Dornan doesn’t comment for a second, likely thinking of a response, but not giving one for a couple minutes. You decide to break the silence.

“That it? I’ve seen our Defence budget, is that all the US government could afford you?” You remark snarkily. Dornan doesn’t respond to you, but just stares. He then reaches to his back, pulling something from there. You try to get a look at it, but get distracted by Nikita grabbing onto the handle of your sword. You look back up, finding some weird collection of wires, batteries and tubes with a yellow phalic looking tip on the end of it. Suddenly the batteries like up green and a blinding green light forms at the tip. That’s all you can see before being full force kicked out of the way by Nikita, who takes your sword as she does this

In an instant a beam of green flies by your head and hits the wall behind you, singeing a large area and turning the sand on it to glass. You hit the ground and in shock, you look back to see Nikita sprinting at Dornan. As he turns the gun towards her, she throws the sword at the strange rifle. It doesn’t hit, but he doesn’t shoot, moving the gun and himself out of the way of the blade. As he does this, Nikita ducks under his legs and grabs the hand wheel on his back, and uses it to hold on as Dornan tries to swing her off. She then twists it slightly and yanks the middle part out, revealing a yellow battery. As she does this, Dornan ceases movement.

She continues turning until the suit lifts open from the back, releasing a lot of steam. You can’t see much at first, but eventually see Nikita wrench a man out of the steam. She quickly gets on top of him, pushing a knife towards his chest as the man tries his hardest to push it away. After a second, Nikita releases pressure but grabs his left hand and pins it to the ground on his right as she brings her other hand down, plunging the blade of the knife into the man’s throat. The man coughs out blood as Nikita pulls the knife out, pushes off of the man, stands up, then unholsters her pistol and shoots him in the temple. The man freezes, arms extended, eyes wide, releasing air in a sorta whistle gasp from his mouth, before slowly going limp as blood pools into the sand. Nikita then walks over to your sword, picks it up, then walks over to hand it to you.

You’re in shock. So you can just avoid the battle and kill the trainer? What the fuck?
“Damn Nicky, this isn’t your first time doing that is it?” Rick says, a wide and evil smile on his face
“No.” She replies, handing you the sword and then walking back to Dornan. You take it and sheath it before she begins to rummage through her pockets and pulls out the golden bag again. “And for the record, that wasn’t the real sergeant Dornan. He would have never said what he said about California if he was.” She says as she places the energy rifle thing in the bag, then proceeds to stretch the bag over the stiff armor. Once that’s engulfed, she takes the battery and adds it in “put in the call. We had a minor setback and are ready to leave.” Nikita finishes as Rick pulls out his phone and begins calling Adam.

For once, everything seemed to go ok, or so you thought, with the silence quickly being interrupted by chanting and yelling towards the main entrance of the embassy. They just don’t want you to escape yet, do they?