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Buzzard was pretty healthy, not bleeding or bruised. His arm was a little sore from being broken, but Dusk healers had fixed it up and all that was left was a bit of an ache.

Scarab looked over the army. "When we firssts broke free, there wasss nothing but mindlesss chaosss. A leader desssigned to control would be hhated and dessstroyed. Many of the Dusssk hhate your kind, ssscientist. A leader desssinged by you would be ssslavery in their eyess. I, in the meanwhile, am one of them. My mind wass ssimply more collected. They naturally gathered under a leader that would make them sssstrong." He hissed irritably. "Perhhapsss the fact that I do not turn againssst them encouragesss their loyalty, unlike ssseveral irritating Dawn."

Chomp smiled, "Positive....we'll get you two together as friends once more!"

"Thanks.." victini couldn't help but feel abit happier, she would like the old thunder back..the one that used to travel with her day and night!

"Hah, loyalty and hatred don't often fit well into labratory work. I see your point there. Forgive the observation, but many of your kind still seem to be rather, ah, feral still. Your grasp over them, although certainly impressive, seems not as all-encompasing as you make it out to be." He stood up. "This one will do nicely. As soon as I get my equipment, I'll start experimenting."

Thunder was peering at the human static covering her coat if it tried anything, she looked at scarab then back to the sceintist offering help if he needed anything "My lord me and my group have been restless for days and we have been looking for somwthing to do think you can scrap up anything?"

"No problem..." Chomp replied.

Scarab hissed. "My tasssk iss not made any easssier by the Dawn. The more feral Dusssk tend to get their hackless raissed when they face cured Dusssk, ssso to ssspeak. Of coursse.." He smiled grimly, "There are sssome in our rankss that the Dussk would be better off without. Over-enthussssiasstic foolss that would threaten our planss out of arroganccce and ssstupidity, or attack and get goaded into ssswitching ssides. No better then traitorss."
He turned his head to Thunder. "Yesss," he rasped in Pokemon language, "Find thisss ssientisst'ss lab and look for the Sssunrise. Do not be sseen, ssimply asssess the threat."

"Right!" thunder turned her group "We track where the dawn is don't be seen though were only there to assess the threat!" with that thunder ran off with his group which was made of a rapidash, a buffalon, a tarous a girafarig, a stantler and last and the youngest a little dusk shijinka.

He was going insane. Or, at least it was the only explanation Baaz could come up with. Those damned murkrows kept following him, seemingly unimpeeded by the blistering winds and jagged snow. Each time he looked around, he saw them there. They were omnipresent, and they never shut up.
Who are you?
What do you want?
The two questions echoed though his brain. They never stopped asking him them. He tirend answering them countless times in countless different ways, but no answer he gave was good enough for them. Eventually, he just gave up and kept his mouth shut. That didn't stop them though, indeed their questioning just seemed to becoem louder.
Baaz sighed and looked around. He recongised nothing around him. Between the Murkrows and the whirling snowstorms, he had lost all sense of direction.
"Who are you?" The pink Murkrow lazily glided into view, staring at Baaz with it's eerie red eyes. The arcanine had had enough, in a fit of rage he roared out, letting loose a blast of fire at his tormetor. It glided easily away from it, unscathed. "What do you want?" Cried the black one. Baaz lept at it, snappign with his teeth. With a flap of it's wings, it moved jsut otu of the reach of his lunge. With a frustrated roar, Baaz charged off, trying to escape from the birds. They easily kept pace, continuing to shout their questions.

Zerak stood by his sister, watching her and occasionally healing her. He shook his head, giving a quiet growl. Her fur was as dark as his, but unnaturally so. Dusk. He gently placed a paw on her wounded shoulder, healing it with dark energy, and fell back, exhausted. Solara blinked, wincing in pain as she slowly began to wake up. Zerak growled, "You should sleep, kid." Solara flicked her ears, replying with, "Ow. I'll be fine. Likely. There was a flareon who knew you. Her name was...Kiren, I think?"

Zerak blinked in recognition. She was supposed to be dead. Or long gone. The trainers had gotten her years ago, "Er, Sol. That's an older sister of yours, technically. She went off on her own a bit before you were hatched. Never heard from her, and now it looks like she's around." He growled, slicing the ground with his claws. Solara blinked, "Good to know, I suppose."

Electro was outside of the cave only finding his way around by feeling the walls, he wanted to give that same warm sensation to his mom, he soon smelt a sweet scent, flowers he ran towards it enjoying the soft feeling of the grass he tried to somehow carry the scent with him pulling the flowers out of the ground, having to pull on it with all his strength though he soon returned to the cave accidently tripping on a rock and hitting his cheek agasint the ground he rubbed his cheek before picking up the flowers and holding them out to his mom.

Arachne looked at the flowers, "Awwww thank you sweetie! They're beautiful!" She gave little Electro a big, tight hug.

electro smiled blushing rather that his mom liked them, he didn't know what 'beautiful' ment but he thought the things smelt nice.

Arachne, in her moment of bliss, temporarily forgot that her new son was blind. She sniffed the flowers, "They smell wonderful!" She began to stroke his back.

electro giggled "See? I find the best smelling things for mommy!"

Lilith was watching the exchange between Arachne and Electro. She smiled, "Ok...not gonna lie....that was adorable..."

Arachne smiled and hugged the baby, "I love you Electro!"

"I love you too mommy!" the little pichu hugged arachne his cheeks sparking just abit due to not having full contorl over his electricity yet

Arachne fell onto her back, holding the Pichu above her. She began to tickle it with her two legs that weren't holding the baby.

Electro begain to laugh uncontrollably squirming like a worm

Chomp walked over to Arachne, "I see you've finally gotten your wish!"

Arachne smiled, "Yeah....I only just met the little thing and already I love him! He's such a cute little sweetheart!"

Chomp smiled, "Congrats Arach!"

Arachne looked at Chomp, then the baby, "Electro, say hello to 'uncle' Chomp!"

She placed Electro right in front of Chomp.