“Yes sir!" The three soldiers marched forwards, readying to detain the boy. "What, can't you run anymore, boy?" Tory's desperate gasps of air all but answered his question. Despite the adrenaline pumping through his veins, he couldn't find the energy to keep moving, and eventually collapsed from sheer exhaustion. Tory eventually made it back to the park, where all of the dark events of the day began. As he ran, he tried to drown out the sounds of battle, instead focusing on the path ahead of him. Tory nodded shakily, before running away as fast as he could. “We'll be alright, just go!" Rebecca commanded. "Tory, run!" Rafe encouraged, managing to duck under a laser blast, Blaziken retaliating with its flame breath. "The rest of you, follow me and capture this brat!" “You five, round up those three rebels quickly! Show them what it means to defy the Skrulls!!" With alien battlecries, the soldiers charged in, firing off a salvo of energy beams from their weapons. He turned towards his soldiers, selecting some of his best soldiers. "You'll have to deal with the three of us!" “Or else," The purple-haired girl, Rebecca, finished. "Yeah, you alien freaks! Hop back up on your stinking ships and go back to whatever weird planet that you came from!" The rounder boy, Sid, stepped forward beside him. "Get out of our city, you're not welcome here!" The brown-haired boy, Rafe stepped forward. A purple-haired bespectacled girl standing behind a blue metallic quadruped. A heavyset boy wearing an orange headband behind an equally heavyset blue tortoise. A brown-haired boy wearing a crisp uniform standing besides a red and yellow bipedal chicken. Before the Skrull platoon stood three trainers. "WE DARE!" Three voices yelled out in synch. “WHAT?!" The Skrull leader bellowed in rage. In an instant, several of the aliens were slain, three being ignited by a stream of fire, two being blasted away by a jet of water, and two others' necks being snapped with a sickening crunch. Suddenly, before the alien warrior could grab him, a trio of voices cut in. “Nowhere to run, boy." a Skrull soldier chuckled darkly, before lunging forward. The horde stepped forward, much like a group of wolves cornering their prey. As he struggled back to his feet, he turned around in fear, realizing that he couldn't escape. He hoped that they were okay.ĭistracted by the thoughts of his friends, Tory suddenly tripped, falling flat on his face. The explosions were so big and bright, he got separated from his friends. The ships had opened fire all along the park. He was playing with a few of his friends, Audrey and Kathryn, when the ships showed up. He had seen some of the worst of the invasion. and all that was left was to crush the last remaining vestiges of humanity. The humans had fallen even faster than he had hoped, even with these strange creatures aiding them. This was Emperor Kl'rt, known also as the Super Skrull, the archnemesis of the Fantastic Four and leader of the Skrull Empire. Heading the group of hunters was one differently-clothed Skrull, teeth exposed to show a savage bloodthirsty grin. A large squadron of green-skinned aliens, known across the galaxy as the Skrull Empire's feared battalion. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU CAN RUN BOY, BUT YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE SKRULL ARMY! JUST LIE DOWN LIKE THE DOG THAT YOU ARE, AND ACCEPT YOUR FATE!" However, he couldn't pause even for a second. One such being, a young boy in a blue hoodie, was currently running for his dear life, panting and gasping for air. Now, the city was being torn to pieces as the invaders broke into buildings and slaughtered or enslaved every living being they could find. To the people of LaRousse's shock, an army of green-skinned beings poured out from the ships, and almost immediately, they began to open fire on the helpless civilians and their Pokemon. However, that all changed when in the sky, once a bright blue, began to be covered in small black dots. The famous technologically advanced Hoenn city was doing fine for most of the morning.
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