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Brisa and Cabot made short work of the defenseless Radiant Machine, and then everybody came swarming outside, looking to take care of the swirling deoxys clones. Nate and Rocky dashed around the edge of the fray, chasing stragglers, while clones were dissolving left and right near the center of...

"How long are you going to be hiding out here?" Rocky asked, leaning against the side of the building while Nate spat hydro pumps up into the deoxys swarm. "I ain't fucking hiding! This ain't what hiding looks like. Look at all these fuckers." Nate gestured at the congregation of shadowy...

"They don't do that in my world, okay?" Nate snapped. "It shoulda been dead. Nothing was supposed to happen." He reached inside the open ball and deactivated the switch, again. "It's done now, okay? I didn't want to catch you. I don't want to see your fucking ugly face ever again! So just stay...

Prove it? Nate smirked. Gladly. He hurled the pokéball at the poochyena's stupid fucking face, ready for it to bounce off the same way the ball bounced off Giovanni earlier, already anticipating the bastard's angry response despite the fact that he'd literally asked for it. Instead the ball...

Oh, great. Nate had been hoping the poochyena was too busy biting some fucker to death to come hassle him. He matched the guy's glare with his own. What, did he really want to start shit now? "Why? It ain't hers no more."

"All right, there we go," Nate muttered as Giovanni tossed a volley of pokéballs into the air. Rocky whooped and darted off to retrieve them, and Nate yelled after him, "Be careful! You get hit with one of those, you're fucked like everybody else!" Case in point, the scyther-girl familiar...

Nate wavered. Mewtwo inside, more Mewtwo outside. The stinging pulse of the radiant machine got worse the closer you got to it, but on the other hand, more Mewtwo on the outside. And one of them was fucking Giovanni. He'd motioned for Rocky to follow him inside when something whizzed over his...

So all the burning stuff hadn't been fire after all. Great to know he'd sent Bean off on completely the wrong trail. At least he'd gotten the job done--besides the whole "immediately alerting Giovanni" thing, anyhow. Nate shielded his face with a hand, grimacing as the overflowing Radiance...