When oceans rage

[Undyne]

As I am cutting the Cinnibar quest short, all progress so far is hereafter voided. Ignore my previous wordcounts.

Sabrina sat back in the chair she'd been assigned and while waiting for the Neural Transmitter to be placed on her head for a test run took a look around at the devices hanging from the walls and resting on tables. Some of them reminded them of the machines that a Pokemon Center offered , she had seen more than one from the inside, but this was not a hospital where people got healed. It was a medical facility for research purposes. The light was reflected off of a collection of scalpels, with edges so sharp that they would probably cut through skin without the least force needing to be applied from its wielder. Like a Scyther claw cutting paper.

With a Chansey controlling Sabrina's vital signals the Slowking behind her put a helmet on her head that had a number of openings for cables to be plugged in. A sharp pain went through her skull when two of short needles were pushed in through a pair of openings on her neck, but the pain rapidly faded away again and didn't repeat itself. The other plu gs were filled with electro-sensitive cables, capable of catching brain impulses and redirecting the waves. With each one inserted a new self-repeating beeping sound joined the already present ones, creating a veritable little orchestra around them. Chansey didn't appear worried for a single moment , her heartbeat and brainwaves seemed stable, as far as she could tell anyway. She was no expert at reading those zigzaggy lines on the grid next to her.

Neither of them could speak to her, at least physically, and her mental access was blocked off by the helmet. It was a weird feeling, as the helmet also blocked her ears and muffled the noises around her to some extent. It gave her time to think about things she didn't want to think about.

Soon Alakazam would come in, and she knew that he would see the things that she didn't want him to see if he connected himself to her for a test run. He had given her his word, but really - could she trust him on it? He had sworn on his life and as a council member. But the information that he may share with Mewtwo may be worth resigning from the council and killing himself - only for Mewtwo to just recreate him, he was a secondary after all. I'm a Team Rocket member. My Gym Leader position has stirred something in him already, despite how he denied it. He will tell Mewtwo.

She was glad that she had prepared. Hidden beneath her skirt she had a magnetic belt going all the way around, with about two dozen Pokeballs on it. Omniverse or not, no Pokemon could resist being caught in one of them if she threw it, and it'd buy her time. She needed to be careful however, she could not just do it willy-nilly. If she attacked, all of Cinnibar would come after her and she was unlikely to get to the port fast enough before being stopped. Sure she could give it a run, but if she ran into Mewtwo or one of his more powerful advisors... she shuddered at the thought. Her only hope was the Empire. She had information about the little plan that Mewtwo and his men had made up for the diplomatic meeting, perhaps not enough to make them like her, but definitely enough to earn their protection until they were at a safe spot.

Slowking eventually pulled the needles out and removed the helmet. "We have been informed that Lord Alakazam is currently unavailable. The council has been called in for a meeting by Lord Mewtwo unexpectedly. He will be back with you very soon though", its groany voice resonated in her head. She felt sensitive to telephatic communication, it was weird... maybe a side effect of the helmet?

"Can I leave meanwhile?"

"We would prefer if you stayed. Lord Alakazam requested that you-"

Sabrina cut him off. "In that case, I'm sorry." Before Chansey or Slowking could react her Shadow Ball, thrown from less than a meter away, hit Slowking straight in the stomach, making it double over with pain, moaning out. Sabrina immediately followed it up wit h a punch of her new acquisition, the shotgun-like gauntlets, to its snout. Slowking was too resistant to have taken real damage from the Shadow Ball but the point-blank shotgun blast threw it back and made it nearly fall over. Chansey screamed loudly and raised its hands, preparing to use Softboiled to patch up Slowking, but Sabrina was once again faster: with a rapid kick she flinched the medical Pokemon, then smashed her left fist into its side and nearly fainted it with another blast from her gauntlet. All this took place in the space of around five seconds. Slowking was far from finished though: the royal Pokemon had recovered in the time that it  had taken Sabrina to attack Chansey and groaned loudly as it threw its head forward, shooting a blast of psychic energy from the gem on its "crown" at Sabrina. Though she protected herself with her Barrier she couldn't stop the whole attack and was sent stumbling backwards. Expecting another attack, she hastily got up, only to see that Slowking hadn't followed it up and was helping Chansey to its feet. It was seemingly patching itself up... but that would take a while.

"Why...?" asked Slowking. And that was its undoing. Not following its attack up when it had the chance.

"Because Alakazam will have my head if he finds out the truth." She reached under her skirt and produced a Dark Ball, throwing it at Slowking. The weakened Pokemon tried hitting it with its arm but Sabrina had anticipated that and, using her telekinesis, stopped the ball in midair, pulled it around Slowking and had it hit its backside instead. For a brief moment Slowking's face showed surprise and shock as it understood the truth... knowing exactly that only a few people used Dark Balls. Then its shape turned white as the Omnilium that made up its body was compressed into a tiny white ball of energy and sucked into the Dark Ball.

Chansey gave a pained scream and came running towards Sabrina. An orange energy surrounded it and the trainer knew immediately that a Double-Edge was coming her way. She leapt into the air and dodged, instead having the Egg Pokemon run into a table with surgical tools and knock it over in a huge mess. She picked the Dark Ball containing Slowking up with Telekinesis and let it fly into her hand, then landed. Chansey's reckless attack had hurt it and left it half-conscious in the middle of the mess it had caused. For a moment she considered to catch it as well, but... "I have no use for you. Weaklings don't belong in my team." She spoke and lifted a large, heavy-looking microscope from one of the tables before sending it flying at Chansey's head, knocking it out. She'd wanted to kill it, but it appeared that the Egg Pokemon was more endurant than she imagined. As much as she wanted to keep the info a secret, she knew that killing the Chansey would only buy her a little time, she'd gain less than what she'd lose by finishing it. "Guess that's why you get called the Lucky Pokemon... heh." She turned around and headed out of the laboratory then down the corridors in the facility she had been brought to until she found a window that she could break as quietly as possible - namely by ripping the entire frame out of its hinges with Telekinesis and putting it down next to herself - and escaping through the opening.

Her current priority was to get to Cinnibar Island's docks and from there get into imperial custody as fast as humanly possible. If Alakazam came to the lab he would immediately know what had happened, and would go after her. Maybe alert other council members to her, or if she was unlucky enough, Mewtwo. She had no doubts about that the Genetic Pokemon would wipe the floor with her, no matter how many Pokemon she got to assist her. But if she could catch a few along the way to the docks she could at least stall her pursuers... preferably psychic Pokemon, caught with Dark Balls, to make them her obediant slaves. She could use those later on.

Slowking's Pokeball was still in the clutch of her right hand, with black sparks covering its black surface. Had it been able to escape, it would have done so long ago by now. So the Dark Balls worked, even in the Omniverse... very good. But, focus to the task at hand. She couldn't run or fly, so she needed a pair of wheels to go with... another Magnet Bike. Hers was somewhere near the police department, on the other side of the island probably. Too long to get there. She sat down and focused to the best of her abilities to summon one with helmet and a biker suit to cover her usual outfit up and give herself at least some anonymity. Hastily she put everything on and climbed into the seat, then put the Dark Ball with Slowbro back on the belt under her skirt. Better hide her trump card for now.

A scream coming from inside the facility she had just escaped alerted her to that she should probably get going. Perfect timing... the chase was on. She kickstarted her bike and began racing down the streets in the direction of the docks as soon as she could see them, downhill and somewhat far away from where she was. On the good side, she could see the diplomat's ship with the red sails and a little white flag indicating the will for negotiation at the horizon. That was her goal... if she got close enough to pass her message, she would be out of Mewtwo's reach. But she was yet far from reaching it, even if she went there at top speeds. And the blaring of sirens as well as the multiple Growlithes coming onto the streets were confirming her worries - there was communication. She would have to hurry up a lot, or else she would be dead meat... or worse.