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GC Event 00 - Acheron

Deviation Actions

Published: Jan 12, 2015

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The sky was dark and red as flames rose into the air, making different colors in the night sky. A male with short black hair was walking amongst the rubble, his yellow orange colored eyes glowing as he looked at the destruction all around him. He wasn’t afraid of anyone else, he had confidence in his skills as a fighter and especially as his type of Pokémon, and well he wasn’t worried at all. Humming a bit to himself he continued walking, his weapons on his back as he continued walking. He wasn’t walking anywhere in particular, he was just moving away from the fires as much as possible as he watched others scramble and flee for their lives. Women and children were running as well as others, but he paid no mind to them as he stretched and leaned against a building. In the distance he could hear some loud noise and as he stayed against the wall he could hear them get closer before he ducked into an alleyway. As he hid there, a group of people passed by him, who all seemed to be shouting and whistling like a pack of Mightyena from a hunt. As soon as the last of them had passed him he poked his head out of the alleyway and blinked, wondering who they were. Making sure the coast was clear he stepped out and looked in the direction of which they came, and then in the direction of which they went. His curiosity got the better of him and he decided to go ahead and head in the same direction as the group of people ran as he continued to stay alert about others. On his way several others had stepped out, which caused him to stop and looked at all of them. “Oh come on guys, you picked the wrong guy to pick a fight with” he said as he reached on his back and pulled out a pair of dual blades before he grinned and pointed to a person. “You’re first” he said before he ran up to him and sliced at him before he ducked from an oncoming attack and attacked the other guy that had attacked him as well. Soon all the people were on the ground lying a pool of their own blood as Acheron sheathed his weapons before looking around. “Damn I got blood on this jacket, it’s my favorite one too” he said to himself before continuing onward. He heard sounds of what a group up ahead and slid to the shadows before peering around the building to see the same group of people talking. He listened, and overheard one of them say something about Red Iron and Golden Wish as he just hummed and thought to himself. “Must be some sort of gang” he thought as he shrugged. He normally flew solo most of the time but if joining a gang would help him in this world, then so be it. Continuing to watch them he noticed them getting ready to leave as he followed after them, until he reached a large building. He watched the members head inside before he walked over and looked around before he pushed the doors open to his new life.