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Act 4:

It's almost been one and a half days and what I get now is just pure darkness. I've been listening to Evanescence's music all over again just to get ready for my departure and out into the big world. Orre's pretty close, so I got my bag containing my supplies ready. It even comes with my special custom made Pokedex that's specially for the three current states.

Bacon: Show me the details of this handler.

Pokedex: Ben Vanquish, Flareon. Special Abilities; Ember, Fire Punch, Blaze Kick, Fire Spin.

So like I have it all set and ready for action. The city that the ship now arrived in is called Basin City, the same old city that I first left the Misdreavus... the place where I first came where I first came to Orre... and the only place where I'm gonna be on a rampage. A rampage where that bastard will be learning in a very hard way. As I walk down the ramp, a whole lot of things are about to happen... like an angry horde of policemen coming right after me. Sirens fill the air everywhere as I tried to hide in the alleyways... I think they weren't making a joke when he said they'll be after me when I step foot on Orre...

*SCHRREEEEECCHH!*

More police. Didn't think it would be that easy now would it? Sure, laugh... how would you actually feel if you get run over by a car anyway? You'd probably be roadkill. I'd do the most obvious; do a dropkick as I crash into the glass of the front window and knocked out the two boys in blue clear off... And it does hurt with all the glass... I had to get those two carcasses out of the car and I had to drive off. Dunno if I just ran over those two but I'm in a damn pursuit now. More sirens come in as more cops in cars come in. Dammit... looks like I had no choice but to go over to the docks and drown myself. Dude, I really hate water as much as any fire type could think, but I had no choice. I drove to the wooden bridge thingy and it all comes to a big splash.

... The damn water just hurts me so much, but I just have to get out of the car fast as I swim my way to a sewer hole... It's just lucky how I still keep my disguise, because I need it in order for my invasion against that bastard and other faggots I meet. I'll make sure Marcetti gets himself a couple of warnings, cuz it's not gonna be pretty at all. Compliments from a Flareon... And you know something else? DAMN THE WATER HURTS! Quickly got out from a man-hole as I breathed so much air as I can and hid myself in a darker area as soon as more police cars pass by... This is pure shit. Humans are now after my guts after what I did... Well, can't be helped. I just wore on my cloak and a Lone Ranger Hat and walked my way through the alley.

So you got yourself walking into some alley. Big deal. It's most likely the shortcut where you can get to the Pokemon Center. Just pick the right path, and you can find anything... There's a big fight for some reason, just the double-doors wide open as some human flew out of there with a biker human standing at the doors... Pfft, sure, I wouldn't care much as I stepped onto the carcass and confronted the biker, all long-haired with beard and mustache.

Biker: Man... that cloak looks like Baghdad... so's your face. HIT THE ROAD!!!

He spat out some saliva at my face when he said that... He should at least know better not to mess with a Flareon... especially when I glow my eyes yellow, grabbed his face and used out intense heat to his face. He starts screaming as I scald his face and all. I just stepped in the center as I kept burning his face. Then after, I threw him near the giant vase. One fat Jynx came over to the human.

Bacon: Pfft, humans...

Jynx: He's new here Vanquish, he didn't know.

Surprisingly that the Jynx somehow knew me... In fact, the Anthro's here all knew I arrived... Well, can't blame them how they quickly knew me at once, but they never said anything. And if you're wondering why they all know me, I'll explain in later parts. I walked in further into down until I found myself in some sort of bar joint. Some pretty sneaky place for a Poke Center... I started to feel a bit in loathing at the first sight of it. Human bastards are drooling over an Anthro Gardevior doing stripper poses on a steel pole. She's only warming up, but already these guys are tensed... I wouldn't want to be around with these guys anyway, so I took a seat somewhere quiet... If I'm ever to start a war, I better need something to eat. And when I always find a Poke Center, I will always find Nurse Joy. Yes, I said it; Joy. But this sort of Joy is different. She wears a black waitress dress and doesn't really have her loop hairstyle. Just a simple back-length pinky. Though different, she still has her smile like every nurse does.

Joy: Hey Vanquish, so what it'll be?

Bacon: Just some brew to eat, Joy. And a nice cup of tea while it's still there.

Joy: Sure thing Vanquish... and welcome back. *smile*

Yeah, she also knew who I am, but I can't blame her or anyone... all I had to do now is just wait for food...

(Somewhere within the bar...)

"Reporting to the Crusades... I've managed to track down the protagonist of Ecruteak, Ben Vanquish... most people think he's a maniac; a psycho gangster, but his homies think he's not. Just an ordinary boy looking for a fight in order to become strong... Having a description of this teenager, he almost acted like a Gladiator waking up every morning swinging a giant axe at someone's face, or an avenger on a different era putting out all the stops until he gets his very revenge. They didn't throw in girls like the Misdreavus girl he's after... as I speak, two men dressed like hitmen pointed their guns at the back of his skull right now."

Hitman #1: Eat up, dickwad!

Hitman #2: Your rampaging days are over.

*sigh* Just my luck; Hitmen... no matter how you would deal with these humans, you'll never feel any remorse. I took myself a deep sigh, finished up the last of tea and did the following things that seemed simple as ABCs. I did a reverse clothesline on those two as I pushed myself back knocking them down. Then I made a mad dash out at the back, where Joy told me to go. Outside, I grabbed onto a pole and did a 360 swing and knocked the two down the moment they stepped in. While one of them got onto his feet, I did an arm-wrench on him and shot the other guy using his gun. The arm-wrenched guy tried to throw blows on me, but I ended his life by smashing his skull onto a brick wall... Seemed easy... I went over to the guy that's shot down as I squat to see the damage.

Bacon: Dude, that's a fine coat you're wearing.

Hitman: ... What?!

Bacon: With a fine coat like that, you're bleeding all over it. Take it off.

Hitman: Ok, fine, take it! *takes of coat*

Bacon: ... So who's the wise guy that sent you after me? Hmm?

He went silent. He knew he won't tell me who he's working for.

Bacon: You're a hitman, dude. There must be someone who hired you... Who is it?

Again, he shuts up... Normally, I had to keep my composure just to keep my cool, but in the likes of a Flareon, probably I'd loose my temper by the moment. I whacked the guy with a punch across the face, then grabbed his collar.

Bacon: WHO IS IT?!

Hitman: I don't know! I don't know!

Bacon: *sigh* ... Look, if I just shot your belly like that, which means I just aimed it TOO HIGH!!!

I formed my gun gestured and fired an Ember bullet; my trademark move. I've kinda mastered it to be as hard as any bullet that can go through the skin and out of the body, just like any regular human bullet. Though it's still pretty hot, the affect caused him to yelp as he feels pain in his chest... I lied back on a wall as I just wait for him to ease down...

Bacon: Look dude, I can't let you hold out on me like this... if you really do that, I'm gonna get really nasty... Just give me a name.

Hitman: ... Marcetti...

Marcetti? ... That's the guy that I met 7 years ago...

Bacon: You sure?

Hitman: Cardinal Marcetti... he's at The Farm... you won't miss it.

Bacon: Cardinal, huh? ... Thanks.

Cardinal Marcetti. Looks like that bastard has a brother... As I stood up, the hitman said something else that really pissed me off.

Hitman: Before you go, ask yourself... if that bitch ghost anthro was worth dying for!

Worth dying for, worth getting massacred for, worth going to hell for. Shot him three times in the head which the flames inside consumed his brain. Next moment, he's already on fire.

Bacon: Do me a favor, and just shut up...

As I put on his coat, I took my leave down at the alley... but for some reason I don't know... I sense some ghostly presence filling the air... could be a ghost Pokemon? If it is, then I think someone's watching me... but I can't back down now. I need to move on...

???: Bastard... I'll make you pay for what you did to me...

Act 5:

Hell, there's nothing much about this whole concept of getting myself in a whole lotta trouble. That hitman I shot back at the alley drove a Ferrari. Some latest model of transport ever since that time. Hell, would you just think driving the other car 7 years ago would give you any clues about driving? While I got there, I took a moment to check the keys I stole from that hitman. That guy has a lot of them and I don't know stuff how he would start up this engine... The sooner I tried searching, sooner I hear a car coming. And hell, it's just after me!

*BANG!!!*

A vicious shot on me as I was hurled in the air and just crash onto the concrete. I get to have my strength by yelling out to that punk trying to run me over.

Bacon: STOP!!!

It he didn't hear me. Instead, gave me another hard hit.

*BANG!!!*

I'm starting to be pushed around like a rag-doll like almost every part of my body. Hell, I ain't giving up that easily, but this guy seemed not to care much. I had to act dead instead to let him know I'm beaten... the last thing I saw from that guy was that he had the looks of a young human boy... pretty much of it with a cap on his head. It's all over when he drove off... Damn! This stings like hell if you would have gotten run over a couple of times, but would either of you humans survived that? No? You wouldn't. That's just fact about you guys... Standing up, I tried by dragging my body into the car. My legs just feel just as horrible as I can barely stand up...

Why would I actually get myself to be in this sort of situation for... why would I actually hear people say I don't have the guts... Is it wrong to be a hero? What would I have to do not to be an anti-hero? ... Is it something I've done wrong? ...

In any other case, I'm driving all the way out of the city and past the billboard sign saying "Welcome to Basin City". Should have renamed that son of a fuck "Sin City", because everything that these people have carried sins that go noticed. Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, Envy, Lust, Wrath, Pride... you know the story... I'm driving all the way to a highway near clusters of trees... When that guy just said that the Cardinal is at a Farm, I just felt like starting to puke. I would know shit where a farm might be... Just need to check out the first one. Stopped the car, left the engine run; which I don't want to use anymore, and headed out... It seemed as if I'm in a whole black & white horror flick once I jumped over the fence... I heard it from that old man Louis that people once ventured here, they never came back... Hard to believe it... but true. People died here. The wrong way. Simple enough, just turned around and found a fucking Mightyena... a nasty primate of a Mightyena.

Bacon: Easy monkey... I don't want to hurt you big gorilla...

Tch, no use. The barking of it just doesn't want to listen to me as is makes a mad dash at me. I acted fast as I give an upper-kick to the jaw of its face as I hear a whine... That probably ended its fucking life... obviously, this dog is here for some reason... and I'm probably wondering if this mutt has eaten something. Well, I started to dig in, hoping of what to find... When I just said "dig in", I mean cutting open the stomach and find stuff. That's definitely gross, I know... Well, I found a few pieces of bone inside, and there wasn't any flesh in it... Hardly a few... If some of these dogs only ate just scraps, what ever happened with the bones and flesh? ! And someone's directly behind me!

*BANG!!!*

Hardly a Northern-Lariat on the head but it hit twice as hard like a knife that stabbed you on the head... With my face flat on the side, I barely saw something... No one could have snuck up on me. No one could... but that figure dressed in red and green...

Bacon: ... Y-you... y-you're working for Marcetti, are you!?

After a split second, that figure kicked me in the face and I blacked out... That new enemy was too fast for me; I can give respect to that...

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Probably not the best idea yet, but I'm starting to see where the whole thing goes; my chance encounter with a force dead stronger than me. Pfft, what? Gonna laugh? I'd just got my ass whooped any you're gonna laugh now? You won't be when I tell you this. Picture yourself waking up one moment inside a cell. Everything around you is like you're in a mad-house. You take some moment to look around. Then you found yourself surrounded with heads, as in which hunters kill prized animals and keep the heads on the walls. This is only similar, but it's more like human heads mounted instead... All bloody and fleshy by the way. Brain matter flows out, eye sockets all decaying, some act like they're almost burnt... This is exactly what I'm seeing the moment I woke up. There are freakin' heads mounted on walls. Mostly from a range of Bulbasaur to Gardeviors. They even have Anthro Pikachu head mounted. And thank God the Eevee series weren't there... I hear some sort of mumbling behind my back. I get the moment to turn just to find an Anthro Persian curled up against a corner all nude... And shit scared as ever.

Persian: ... The dogs just get scraps... she keeps the heads... she ate the rest... Sh-sh-she eats... people... Bones... She eats people...

Normally, in the PokeWorld, Pokemon get to eat Pokemon as their natural act of instinct. But for common physics with humans, Human eating Human is considered cannibalism. I just don't see why it's such a big deal for Pokemon to cannibalize other Pokemon, but I just tried to play along just as possible... but if someone would tell me what it really is, then I'd be scared for life... I got my coat and tried to cover sluttish body and tried calming her down.

Bacon: Look, everything is going to be okay. Just calm down--

Persian: Calm down!? Just look at the heads on the wall! The heads on the wall... the heads on the-- ... Son of a bitch! She kept smiling that damn smile... she eats them like they were steaks... she just... sucked off the meat from my paw... she made me watch...

Bacon: Good lord!

She revealed her fucking hand that just got cleared off. I guess she wasn't lying about the "suck my paw" stuff. The next point, her scream is so terrifying, I could almost hear it echoing across the dungeon.

Persian: SHE MADE ME WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTCCHH!!!!!!!!!!

But then I sensed something... it's as if an irregular unseen force is just near my presence... Something terrifying than what I could thing... But I had to get that out of my mind some how as I try to calm this bitch down... Whores... your intelligence has downgraded all because of lust for sex... This is what would have happen to you if you haven't been paying attention...

Took me a while to calm her as I now start to pull the iron bars out; the one up above that leads outside since this place is semi-underground. Somehow, that Persian bitch, smoking on some hooker crap spoke to me.

Persian: You really got us into a lot of trouble Vanquish...

Bacon: ! What the fuck has gotten into you people? Why is it that you guys know me so much?

Confusing eh? The Persian lets out a sigh as white horrible smelling smoke came out of her. Then she lets a much more calmer tone.

Persian: ... Your father was Jet Vanquish. He helped out in a battle to drive out humans to ensure the safety of the Anthro race... He got married and had three kids... Two girls and a boy... You're that boy, Vanquish... We never forget. We never forget Jet.

Bacon: ... Hmp... Thinking I'm a lot like him?

Persian: Nope... you're not drunk and gay as he was. You're fond of girls... That would also make you a jackass.

Bacon: ... *grumbles* Mana...

Persian: But what I do know... is that you're out to get that Misdreavus girl, ever since you left Orre...

I went into a complete silence, even when she took another whiff. How could anyone knew I'm after that Misdreavus? Even when I'm gone for about seven years? ... Why is it that everyone tries to keep things a secret, everything gets to be revealed to me? ... And why the hell is that strange scent of power getting stronger everytime I pull the bars? Until I've noticed that, I saw a car coming... it turns to it's side and the door opens to reveal some sort of human maid... French maid anyone?

Maid: Mademoiselle? Are you coming?

Mademoiselle? ... Oh... the scary overwhelming power I sensed is that girl dressed in Red and Green... judging by how she runs, which is leaning herself forward as she runs like any canine would do, tells me she's just sadistic. Hey, just a guess anyway. As soon as she got in and the car drove off...

Bacon: I'll see you later Little Missy...

I used up all of my strength left as I pulled the bars right off. Fell down as the bars nearly missed me, got up and told the whore next to me to follow my lead. But as we got out, choppers are flying right out of the sky. I told the Persian to move quickly... The lights almost hit us as we run towards the woods. Lucky thing, because some humans dressed like SWAT-men came in with a lot of guns. Lead by some Afro-merican dude, pierced on some eyebrows and lower lips. Some of these fuckers like to hurt themselves these days... As we're hiding, I start to see where this is going.

Bacon: Dammit... we're outnumbered from 10 to 1... I guess I have no choice but to kick their asses in separate directio--

*BANG!!!*

Persian: You're not gonna get any of us killed, Vanquish!

Sure, knocked me in the head with a shovel. What a neat trick just to knock me out of my socks... Pfft, hell, you didn't knocked me out completely. I saw what the rest had happened. The Persian with her hands up... uh, I mean one hand up gave herself up as she's surrendering a gun in her hand to the black dude... That black dude ain't taking it lightly so he fired bullets from his machine gun to the gut of the Persian. As she falls and dies from that point... and with the guy firing more bullets onto her, filling her with holes, and it's just disgusting to look as when I get there, I staggered up as I glanced on a hatchet... took it out of the wood, slit myself as I bleed and used the blood right along the edge... A neat way to ignite the blade on fire, which I did. Then came out of the woods as I sneak in.

Swatman: Sir, there's no sign. There's no trace of the Vanquish anywhere.

Bacon: CINCO DE MAYO!!!

First blow to a swatman was the blade to the crotch. Hell, that guy won't have children again. Then an onslaught of slashing to the other swats as the fire more bullets at me and somehow missed them all. I kinda enjoy the part when I drived my hatchet to the skull of a human as the helmet split open, but that still doesn't get me satisfied. The black guy is about to fire the machine gun but I blocked it using one of the swats... I may be in deep since I threw the dead swat away, but I found out the black nigga is out of ammo... Heh, a big chance now... I gave out my sadistic grin at him as I slowly draw near him as I ready out my hatchet.

Bacon: That's a fine coat you're wearing...

The rest of it is gonna get messy so I'll just skip to the latter part after the sound of steel hacked into flesh. =D

*HACK!!!*

Act 6:

It was a lot of practice while it lasted. I couldn't even care less about the nigga I hacked apart. I went back to that dungeon after my carnage and counted how many heads the Deoxys mounted on the wall. Turns out, no Eevee series are present... not even a Misdreavus head is present... that could mean she's not harmed... So I've gathered some info with me, stole a book titled "A Hero's Reward" which featured two underage kids having sex, and went back to that nigga. I kept on yelling at him who sent him. Even when I kept smacking him in the face and showed him bits of his body parts. He just gave me a name; "Cardinal Marcetti"... The man of the cloth they say. He should have become President but he chose to serve "God" for all I know. He puts down mayors and governors like they were nothing. Even making that bastard guy I met seven years ago, his own brother, a senator... Pfft, sure. Like you would expect me to go on a rampage on him, but I need to get to that Deoxys first before I could get to him... That would also get me into some thought... Am I actually doing the right thing... Am I doing this for the Misdreavus... Or worse, am I starting to become a bad guy? Whatever it is, I wouldn't care anymore since now I'm going to the next town. Old Town.

Here in Old Town, everything is run by none other than the Anthros. This is almost like salvation for these folks. But more importantly, human cops aren't even the law here. The Anthro ladies are... Let me explain this; if any human would tend to arrive in this place, they need to learn things. If he has enough cash and they would have to play by the rules, these ladies will make your wildest dreams come true. But if they'd cross them, they're walking carcasses... I wouldn't care less anyway. I start to ask around with the ladies asking about a certain Misdreavus; the one I'm looking for. If she has her connections around here, she may have roots. Even friends. Or maybe even family. Just as I was about to get further on, I got shot in the back... I was fortunate I got the balls to stand even when shot. I turned around to find that same old guy that was behind the car earlier then. It's that face that looks like a young boy makes me think of one thought. But the presence of ghost auras make me think of a second thought.

Bacon: Dammit... you can be--

*BANG!!!*

Another shot. This time, my chest. I just blacked out straight away as I felt like I'm in a maelstrom...

It would almost be like a laugh out loud if some crazy people are seeing this, but I saw myself tied up to the chair the moment I opened my eyes. That last moment I saw is that same old kid with the cap; glaring at me with that somewhat ghost-colored black eyes... Not that I know of, this guys a ghost type. As of I should know, there are three women here as well. The Skitty sitting with the chair turned is Minni. The Zangoose from the corner is Zeerah. The other Poke-lady I don't know of is Darras, dressed somewhat like a cowgirl with a mask.

Bacon: Heh, sure. Like the whole people is against me. I'm somewhat offended.

Then I got myself some slaps from the boy's gun a couple of times. I don't know why but this made me LOL like a maniac thinking this doesn't make sense anymore.

Minni: He's crazy.

Zeerah: Hit him again Erori. Harder.

Bacon: Hold that thought! ... You're named Erori? That's a girl's name you fag...

I may have guessed correct when he first spoke like his voice hasn't even broken down yet, but...

Erori: What of it, you sick freak!? Why did you come here!?

Bacon: I'll cut to the chase... I'm looking for the Misdreavus girl... the one I parted with seven years ago. *Sick leer* Got a problem with that bub?

Erori: That GIRL was my sister... My twin sister...

Bacon: Heh... I guess she's the nice one... On the count that the type of men you are all make me sick!

I guess I deserve that anyway, when I just got smacked again harder than it was. More LOLs from me, as if I've finally lost it. Erori spoke out again.

Erori: My sister and the over 300 victims. Where are they?

Bacon: That? You came to say THAT at my face!? ... Look, you fucking con artist, I worked my way in Orre just to see your sister again. I even went so far even after I realized my mother's dead for sickness... I need to see her again because I think she's in trouble. And you're just standing there tormenting me when you know your sister is in danger? ... And about the 300 something heads on the walls in some dungeon near a farm, you're lucky she isn't on it... The police arrived and they didn't even do lyckydy splyt with the heads. They just went after my ass... As far as I can conclude, I think someone must have hired the swats when he realizes he's on acid... What I'm saying is the truth... You may not believe me, but you can believe this... I cared for your sis so much... I tried to save her from a human rapist... All I can ask of her is to ever be close to her... Just someone to love... And with your balls, you dare try to prevent the both of us to meet? ... Heh, I may not have much time to live anyway... I just want death to repay for my sin; leaving my own mother... I just don't want to live anymore... So, if you want to kill me, do so now...

It's quite funny. I never even want to live. It's my fault I brought pain and suffering upon myself. Even when mom's already dead. There's no reason for me to live. Erori just aimed the gun at my head... Then, I saw something. Erori is making some sort of face as a tear start to roll down his cheek... I'm guessing he's crying... It's a shame to see a full man cry, but I guess it's only a good thing if you cannot hide in your shell anymore... Sometimes, you need to let yourself out... He lowered his gun from my face as his cap covered his face as he stand there crying.

Erori: ... My sister knew that you would say something like that... Speaking of death... How can I ever doubt her like that...

Bacon: ... Hmp, well the least you could do is that all of you would have to join forces with me as I go making warnings to the Marcetti senetor. He's the only reason why he put me and your sis in danger. Only I can bring her back. Trust me dude... Well, now that's settled.

As I said that, I tossed the ropes aside as I get up... Heh, I actually untied myself. Duh.

Erori: What, the, hell!?

Zeerah: I tied those knots! That's my specialty...

Erori: You could at least take the gun off of me while you had the chance. Why?

Bacon: Why? ... Cuz, I'm helping out my fellow people to live free from human rapings... I would have to make things right. Just what Jet Vanquish himself did along time ago... Besides, unlike Jet, I like girls and I would never hit one... Unless if some are psychotically cold-blooded killers like a certain Deoxys that mounted the heads on the walls... that's what I'm here for; to bring an end to them. Even if it mean killing them...

Erori: A Deoxys? ... like how?

Bacon: Just need to do the natural style of melee combat, and making sure that bitch never makes any funny moves... Are there any handcuffs?

Zeerah: What style? *smirk* I've got a collection.

Erori: Just give him the ones you got Zeerah.

So, a little something to eat, bandaged to cover up my wounds, a bit of supplies before my extra onslaught, and a bit of chewing gum that is pretty much a substitute of smoking. I just hate people who smoke. Just a drop at a hardware store wouldn't hurt much anyway too.

Bacon: I need 250m of rubber tubing. Plus, I kinda need a spool of razor wire. Ya know, the ones with metal pricks? And I need gloves to let me handle the wire.

Shopkeeper: Beefing up the home security eh?

Bacon: Please, if I'm beefing things up, you would see me with a big arsenal of--

Erori: Are you gonna pay or not?

Bacon: Yeesh, just keep your cool okay?

Just a while until we drive off in a Jaguar with an open roof as we head through downtown and outside the city. It just didn't make sense as if I'm about to start a war or not. All I know, my first plan of attack is with that Deoxys... Until, Erori just spoke out.

Erori: She was my sister... my twin sister... why would you go after someone you hardly even knew?

Bacon: Since when did you get the balls to say that? ... I had to save her from that rapist Marcetti Jr. back then... If anything should have happened to her, I don't know what to think of... Besides, she just gave me something... like I never even knew existed... You of all people should understand, I wanted to see her again... and just tell her how I feel...

Erori: If you are just so desperate of seeing her, why can't you look to a more obvious place?

Bacon: Dude... you don't know anything where she was.

Erori: ... *smiles* I guess I don't.

So now I just crawled my inner mind inside myself and planned on a way of strategy. I need to check on a list of things I've got. Rubber tubing, gasoline, cloth in a bottle of alcohol, razor wire, gloves, hand-cuffs, hatchet... Oh yeah, and there's me.

Bacon: We're close enough, pull over.

Erori: Got it Vanquish.

I've got my equipment ready to go and all there is now what the hell should happen with me when I... Pfft, what the hell. Me and Erori are already near a forest with the Jaguar car up and running. We just had a little conversation before I head into oblivion.

Erori: Vanquish, you probably realized... everyone would be after you if you do this.

Bacon: Let them try. I don't have all day anyway.

Erori: My sister wished for you not to... You wanted to see her right? Then, you have to make sure you've done your job right... And about that Deoxys... I'm pretty pissed at her as well, for what she's done to the victims... Just finish her off while you can.

Bacon: ... Sure, whatever.

I was about to take my leave until he spoke out again.

Erori: Wait... Just save the killing for me if you have any... that bitch has put my sister's life on the line...

Bacon: ... Trust me dude, you don't wanna go where I'm going...

With my last words before battle, I just left Erori as I took a stroll through the woods. Though I had to act quick, I don't know if the Deoxys is about to strike.

"Time to step into the ring and break the walls down."

to be continued...