[Mega 4 Mod] Off to See the Professor

"I could," She stated calmly for once, her eyes as though green moons, bejeweled and boring into Zetsu's very soul, "but I won't." She turned away, face void of expression, though Artemis came forward to curiously - and somewhat haughtily - sniff at Zetsu before retreating to Milliana's side at a quiet word. Some more time would pass before something...big, appeared on the horizon. It seemed to be...a submarine? Anything and everything to throw off their sense of direction, hm? Milliana stood aside as her pokemon hustled the captives on, exempt light protests from Garchomp, before boarding last. Even then she lapsed into silence, sitting aside, Artemis by her side.

"You truly are a rat, aren't you," Zetsu questioned Milliana with further insult. "Expect someone to cooperate but refuse to say anything about why they should; you aren't very bright." After he had been hustled into a submarine, he stood tall near garchomp, staring around the odd aquamarine vehicle. He then turned his attention to garchomp, feeling a light change in air / water pressure, making his head feel a bit lighter as he sat down near the pokemon. "When is this going to end," he questioned the pokemon lightly. "I'm really uneasy about this given how much work she's putting through to make us unable to determine our location," he thought to himself, waiting patiently to arrive wherever they were headed.

The dive underwater was, however, lengthy. Lengthy enough for the crew to retire to bed - well, most of them anyway. The operator stayed up, of course, as did Milliana, though she leaned her head back, eyes closed, each steady breath visible in the rise of the hollow of her neck, like a dip in the skin. Against her porcelain skin rested a pendant, a memento of sorts, with an elaborate, elegant and yet delicate star carved carefully out of...stone? Artemis stayed wide awake, blue eyes glowing out of the dark at the prisoners, who had been tied up shortly after their arrival, and the more nocturnal of the pokemon were let out. Umbreon, for one. Zangoose, and a Seviper, who maintained a healthy distance, and a Crobat.

Zetsu, upon being tied up, shook his head a bit angrily. "So much for coming willingly," he spoke to Milliana with distress and frustration. "Did I resist when you told me to move? Did Garchomp for that matter; you're just wasting resources!" Upon being stood up and escorted from the vehicle, he showed a bit of defiance because of the treatment he had been given. When capable of doing so, he kicked Milliana in the side, having to rebalance himself since his arms were tied up.

Milliana gasped as the blow struck, not her, but Artemis, who jumped in the way in the nick of time. "Formalities, my dear boy," She said coldly, eyes unforgiving, "and that just earned you..." She didn't finish her sentence, instead, sharply pulling on the rope, which cut into the boy's wrists, leaving a bracelet of purplish skin where the blood stopped, and small beads of blood, which she grudgingly, somewhat carefully collected. So that's what he was. A test subject. She looked Artemis over once, who seemed to be okay, and continued forward, giving Zetsu the cold shoulder. Artemis seemed to be limping very slightly, but weakness in the ranks meant elimination, and she of all knew better than most what that was.

Death.

Zetsu seemed a bit disappointed that, instead of causing Milliana pain, he ended up injuring her pokemon instead. "Blasted umbreon," he thought to himself. He winced when the rope was tightened around his wrists, the trainer struggling them a bit before he, for a second time, kicked, but this time, directed the greater force at the umbreon instead of his trainer.

The Umbreon took it, once more, without flinching, on her flank. Umbreon were known for their defense capabilities. She merely looked aside, as though unperturbed, but it was Milliana who moved. "See why you need restraints?" At that point in time, Zetsu would feel a cold sliver of metal pressed against his throat; a knife. "A seraph blade. I cannot kill you, but by the Angel, how I wish to." She licked her lips at that and withdrew. "I could do with some target practice." She suggested, offered, nearly. Artemis stalked over to her trainer's side, shooting the male poisonous glances. "Or, it is said Umbreon can release poisonous fluid from their haunches when agitated. I'm sure Artemis can do it at will. Would you like to try?" She grinned.

(Zetsu being difficult o3o)

Zetsu stared down at the blade when it was pressed to his throat, the trainer directing his gaze to Milliana. He smiled lightly at her, staring to her pokemon before to her. "Sure, release a deadly poison in me so I die and you get yourself wrecked by your leader. Sounds like a sound plan to me.. You fool!" He wormed his wrists a bit further, stepping away from the blade. He twitched a finger, a small blade of aura covering it as he worked at the rope, slowly getting it to fall free before he lunged a hand at the woman and grasped her wrist, twisting it to try making her drop the knife. His wrists were, sorrowfully, injured from before, so it did ache a bit on his part.

"You should know that we don't need you, just--" Milliana broke off with a cry as Zetsu lunged at her, successfully grabbing her wrist, and while she tried to tighten her hold on the angel blade, it was brutally twisted out of her hand. Gasping, she attempted to wrench free, tugging sturdily. Garchomp gave a cry and got to her feet, a towering 2 m pillar of fierceness. The Crobat flashed forward, striking out a wing roughly to hit Zetsu where it would hurt; on the back of the neck, which should also knock him unconscious. Milliana's other hand, free as it was, floew to her belt, where she grabbed another blade, identical to the first. "Sorry, rookie. There are more than one seraph blades. Meet Camael." As soon as she said it's name, the blade glowed with blinding light, divine and pure. Artemis flinched back from it, and Milliana swung her hand around to plunge the blade into the male's shoulder.

Zetsu didn't have much time to react; he had to be hasty, knowing that Milliana had plenty of weaponry as well as her pokemon to attack. "I didn't," he began, using force to twist Milliana around, causing her to ram into her crobat's side and avoid it's attack. "...Train under Yveltal," he continued, flipping the woman over his shoulder to the ground to avoid her own attempt to harm him with her secondary angelic blade. "...For nothing!" He jumped back a few inches, picked up the first blade and sliced garchomp's bindings off. "So sorry, rookie; you're just a bit off your game today... I killed two people after training with ease; think I can't dodge a couple of attacks?" He stabbed the knife in Milliana's leg before pulling it free, holding the knife out at her pokemon as he gestured to garchomp. "Come on... We have some exploration to do."

Milliana gasped again as the knife was plunged in her own foot, lips trembling, but she withheld any sound after that. After all, the pain was nothing compared to what the male would have felt should the knife have found it's mark. Her eyes connected with Artemis, and instantly the Umbreon leaped at the trainer, regardless of knife or gun. At that, all her pokemon surged forward, Crobat swooping in, Manectric dashing with the speed of Electric types, sparks running off his back, Zangoose with his wickedly sharp and curving blades, and Seviper, whose tail adornment could rival the blade itself in strength, durability and sharpness. The angel blade was meant for darkness, and was activated only when it's name was called, all blessed by the Archangel Raziel. Each angel had their own blade, except the Archangel. Milliana struggled to her feet, stabbed appendage trembling, but she refused to give in to shock, replaying her study notes about the seraph blades in her mind to remain calm.

Zetsu stared as all of Milliana's pokemon dashed rampantly at him, all surging to attack or dismantle him in some fashion. He had to stay focused; he was going to take at least one of them down. Using the light-weight blade in his hand, he waited for Artemis to lunge at him first; he was the only target that would probably be injured severely by the blade. Holding it up, he would let it slip into the pokemon's torso before letting it go, knowing the angelic blade would likely kill the pokemon for him. "Garchomp," he cried out after he dodged the manectric by jumping, just to be swept from his feet by the zangoose ramming right into him. "If you can, bulldoze!"

Garchomp gave a cry of confirmation, mingling with the Umbreon's squeal of pain, morphing into surprise. The Zangoose had blocked with a quick parry of his claws, and would do so again with his extreme speed and intense attack power. Artemis took the initiative to sink her fangs into his hand to get loose, noting out of the corner of her eye that it was Seviper with a quick sweep of his tail that had swept Zetsu's feet from under him. As the Garchomp raised a foot to stomp down hard, creating damaging shock waves, not just to the pokemon but also the submarine, potentially drowning them all, the snake pokemon, quick as a flash of its white fangs, wrapped itself around the enraged Dragon pokemon, who bit viciously at the restraining Seviper, breaking through his tough scales. The Poison type winced, but didn't let go; on the contrary, he tightened his hold. Milliana had got to her feet, holding a table for support, and producing and naming three angel blades - Remiel, Sachiel, Samael - flung the glowing strips at the trainer. Even if all of them struck, bound by duty, they were not thrown to kill. Only restrain by incapacitating him minimally, with no loss of limb.

Zetsu, having collided with the ground, observed the ongoing conflict between trainer, a stranger, and all of the pokemon. Garchomp had been wrapped about and was being hurt by seviper, with his own hand being bit by a stabbed umbreon of which the angelic knife had slid out of. He shook the pokemon away, bite mark bleeding a bit as he quickly got up, zangoose and seviper both seemingly busy with garchomp while the last of them, the manectric didn't seem to be acting out further. It was, upon getting up, then he noticed the three angelic blades flying towards him. He ducked for one and had to sidestep the second, but the third had managed to strike his shoulder, the trainer crying out as his blood was shed. He grabbed what was the dagger and tried to pry it free of his shoulder, feeling his blood boil the longer it stayed in. He started to feel a bit hazy, his struggling attempts futilely weakening with each pull of the blade. He slid against a wall and to the ground, a bit paralyzed holding the knife as the perfectly silver blade was now a bit redder. "I can't move," he complained, capable of speech and using his other senses, but no motion of his arms, legs, or hands and feet. "What'd you do? It burns!"

Milliana got to her feet, grimacing, and not quite taking note of the concerned looks of Artemis. "Haha...ha..." She laughed weakly, struggling to remain on her feet. The Umbreon padded closer to sniff at the knife wound; it was an ordinary cut, perhaps with some angelic particles which would soon dissipate, as it would for any non-demonic organism. She waved a hand at the Manectric, who flashed forward to sink his fangs into the Garchomp; it had apparently been on paralysis duty, but his trainer seemed to have acted first. So now, he was content to freeze the Garchomp's limbs, along with some potential damage to the health of the Dragon, nothing which wasn't fixable, as battling pokemon received such every day. A few people must've woken up from the ruckus, but only one came to check in on the situation. Finding it under control, he left, closing the metal door behind him which connected the room they were in to the control room. Zangoose retrieved the knives for the girl, who put them back in waist, and hobbled over to Zetsu's side, took one look at the knife in his shoulder and thought better of liberating it. She collapsed on her former seat, and reached for the first-aid box.

Zetsu could only watch as every event transpired, having been left with a dagger in his shoulder to keep him pacified. "I'll kill you," he mumbled. "I'll kill you... I'll kill you; I promise that!" He tried to twitch his fingers, and though they did move very slightly, they were incapable of moving as he willed. "Garchomp," he mumbled, looking to the ground noticing that he had been struck pretty hard. He found it difficult, with the knife in his shoulder, to stay conscious, eventually becoming so hazy he fell asleep, floating in a limbo-like location in his dream as the dagger kept him down.

"Mmph." Milliana grunted as she tightly bound up her leg; the knife must've scraped her bone. She gazed down at Zetsu for a moment before her fingers wrapped around the hilt. "You're lucky it was only one." She muttered to a comatose, unresponsive Zetsu.

The next time the male would open his eyes would be to sunlight. Judging by the stillness, he was alone, and the submarine wasn't moving. They were ashore. The room was empty, except for Zetsu himself, and he was surprisingly unbound. More surprising still, was that his shoulder was bound by bandages.

Zetsu, upon awakening in the aquamarine vehicle, took a quick glance around as he rubbed his eyes. His shoulder didn't ache, and he was... Able to move. He quickly looked to his shoulder, noticing the blade gone with bandage covering the shoulder after he had lifted his sleeve a bit. "Garchomp," he asked lightly, getting up rushing about. "Garchomp!?" The pokemon wasn't there, and for that matter, nobody was. He rushed for the exit, climbing out of the vehicle looking for some evidence of where he was. "Sycamore? Garchomp; anybody there," he asked aloud.

Yes, there was. Milliana was there, standing with her back to him, on the ground, on a significantly lower level than Zetsu, who stood on the grounded submarine. She seemed to be studying and signing the contents of a document, complete with clipboard. There were others, of course, but no one, not even the Grunt standing next to her, facing the sub seemed to notice Zetsu. Lucky for him, the wind had blown his voice away.

His immediate surroundings resembled a beach; sunny day, bright sky, sand, heat. Only, the place was buzzing with activity. People ran around, wearing the same uniform; a trademark of their community. Everybody seemed busy, and not 50 yards off, there was a small, dome-shaped building; too small to accommodate more than 100 people. Surely nothing significant could be happening there?

Zetsu, after scoping his surroundings, looked down to Milliana. His heart filled a bit with rage as he jumped down, landing on his feet as he crouched, hands touching the sand of the beach to keep himself from breaking a foot or ankle. He saw the clipboard, figuring it not as good a weapon as a knife. He lunged, stealing one of her knives from her pocket before sticking it in the grunt's neck, ripping it through to shed blood on the purely white sand as he turned, holding the knife behind him with his other hand forward, expression full of fury towards the woman. "Where's garchomp," he demanded.

Milliana turned around, eyes widening as though surprised to see him. Her gaze trailed to the open door, but said nothing. She shrugged nonchalantly, emotion akin to...fearlessness. "I don't know. I didn't take her away." She kept a perfectly straight face throughout, as if having an ordinary conversation, not between an angry male and his not-really captive. She looked down at the grunt bleeding out on the sand, making small gargling sounds before stilling with a loud exhalation, and ran a hand through her hair in exasperation. She seemed to be eyeing the blade he took, as though identifying it.

Zetsu seemed a lot more infuriated now that Milliana was acting calm and collected, exempt her behavior upon seeing the deceased grunt. "Tell me, or so help me I'll spend my entire time here wiping out innocents," he yelled, holding the knife he had stolen tightly. "You're so calm now after all's been said and done... Well here I am! Explain!" He changed stance, holding the knife out threateningly at her. "Reach for a pokeball and I'll do the same thing to you I did to him. Now speak!"

Milliana smiled at that, though lacking the feral quality from before. Her eyes followed the knife, and she straightened, instead of leaning sideways, shifting her hands from her hips to hang by her sides. "I already told you," Her gaze shifted from looking cross-eyed at the knife to the male, "I don't know. One of the executives might." She pointed behind Zetsu, where the Grunts were panicking, some running, some fearfully frozen, and some standing their ground, glaring at him. He was hopelessly outnumbered, but an executive really was exiting a second, smaller structure behind Zetsu, staring at him as he stood there threateningly.

[Yeah, outnumbered by running, frozen fear-instilled grunts xD]

Zetsu, after listening to Milliana, very quickly turned his head and took observation of the executive watching him. He quickly turned, ramming through some of the grunts, pushing them all backward or sideways as he ran to the executive with haste, holding the knife with possibly an iron grip by this point, staring at the stranger holding the knife out at him. "Where's garchomp," he questioned threateningly, one ear open should Milliana try something. "Where am I, and why am I here? Speak!"

(Quiet, you X3 Although the way he charged through the grunts)

The executive leered at him. "Welcome to our research facility, scion of Yveltal." A Skarmory padded out after her, standing threateningly behind her. It's armour-plated feathers and armoured body shone, glinting in the sun. It's transparent wing blades were somewhat visible now, and they were wickedly sharp. Combining all that with it's amazing speed, it was a foe to be reckoned with. Zetsu best not try anything with it around. Milliana was standing where she had, only she'd shifted her weight to one leg and crossed her arms.