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talk to me about your favorite episodes of xyz !!! or your favorite moments !!

oh my god , okay , uh , i have SO many favorite episodes / moments , this is gnna take a hot motherfuckin sec ( post!editing edward here , i was right ) , uh , KDSFJGHSDFJ , okay , sO … folks , if you’ve ever wanted a somewhat comprehensive summary of all of my feelings on the xy/z series , here it is , all in one place :

001 - 002.

right from the start of satoshi showing up in kalos , the entire energy of the series was just so !!! & the battle animations were just such a breath of fresh air after having watched bw & i was just instantly drawn in . then there was the whole incident with the gablias & just satoshi following it up the tower & having calming it down enough to remove the collar , knowing that it was in pain , be the first priority , & then leaping after pikachu when an edge of the tower broke off —— my heart just was so warm throughout all that .

003.

satoshi consistently repeating that a strategy is needed against yayakoma sort of just made me smile & think , yeah he’s grown a lot since previous seasons . along with that , the moment where it clicks for satoshi why keromatsu has been described as “ the pokemon that battles as it pleases without listening to its trainer ” , understanding his feelings & working to attain keromatsu’s goal together instead of him just leaping blindly without considering how to most effectively achieve it ; that also just really made me soft , because finally there’s a trainer that actually understands keromatsu & it reaffirms that him choosing satoshi was indeed a good choice .

006.

a really small thing , but when satoshi’s stuck on how to counter viola’s pokemon & he & serena have a small talk & serena says that he told her “ don’t give up until the end ” & that he hasn’t changed & “ this is so like you ” & satoshi just pauses for a second . & then he laughs . because how could he forget ?? it’s not like him to mull things over too much , he just goes at it with fighting spirit , no matter what it may be or even if fighting spirit is all he has . that moment just always makes me smile to think about , probably mostly due to the pause & laugh , honestly .

007.

serena putting her sihorn knowledge to use & teaching satoshi how to ride one , & the moments where she was remembering herself learning & when she repeats her mom’s words of “ don’t talk !! you’ll bite your tongue !! ” & “ go for broke !! ” without even thinking —— those were sweet . also the kalos gang talking to serena’s mom for the first time , that was really adorable , especially with everyone pushing each other out of the frame to talk & satoshi excitedly talking about serena teaching him to ride sihorn & her trying to get him to shush up & ending up just shoving him away from the phone entirely before he could finish a sentence .

008.

satoshi & pikachu continuing to battle the rocket gang even after maaiika blinded pikachu by having satoshi become his eyes & guide where to dodge & where to strike ; it was a really nice way of showing the trust that pikachu has in satoshi & vice versa , because battling blind while relying on someone else’s directions does take a lot of trust to pull off smoothly .

009.

honestly just the entire episode : the backstory with the citroid , citron reclaiming his gym , the kalos gang saying they’ll grow together with citron , him declaring to his dad that he wishes to travel with satoshi & serena & stating that they’ve helped him grow as a person in even just the short amount of time that they’ve been together at that point , the promise between satoshi & citron to have a proper gym battle against each other once satoshi reaches the skill level of someone with four badges & citron promising to get stronger as well to be able to give that proper gym battle —— this entire episode was filled with so much goodness .

025.

after rewatching the orange league arc , i’d come to realize that zakuro giving his challengers the option to climb their way to the battlefield was quite similar to a previous gym leader that too had his challengers climb for the right to challenge him , but there were a few differences , one significant one being that , in kalos , satoshi has zero hesitation in his decision to climb the walls & , though he slips once , he doesn’t look down & finishes his climb with relative ease , a vast improvement from the aforementioned orange league arc , & the connection with the earlier arc makes this a moment , or rather thing , that i really liked . also the evolution of way of fighting through battle with the counter - tombs was really neat .

030 - 033.

honestly just watching corni & her lucario bond & grow & come to truly understand each other & overcome the overwhelming power of lucario’s mega evolution was all just really interesting ; also the understanding that satoshi had for her connection with lucario & for the need to battle the bursyamo in the cave on their own due to his own experience , that was nice .

034.

the entire episode , really . satoshi took one look at luchabull & just went “ kin ” . the excitement & admiration he felt at meeting luchabull & him asking if kanazawa could share some stories about him & just being so !!! when kanazawa tells him he could take him to luchabull’s training spot —— it was all just so tangible & heartwarming . satoshi working with luchabull to help master the flying press & trying to help by thinking of a way to increase the speed of the attack without having to remove the personal dramatic flair aspect of luchabull’s particular move was also really sweet , along with admitting total defeat even though it was a draw between luchabull & keromatsu because luchabull had perfected his flying press after trying satoshi’s suggestions only once & impressed him + luchabull still wanting to go along with satoshi & the others .

039 - 042.

the rival trio were so great & the summer camp was a wonderful way of introducing these recurring characters , not to mention that this marks the beginning of steady discovery for serena of what sort of dream she wants to attain , with sana telling her about the trypokarons & it sparking an interest for her .

044.

oh man , the gym battle between satoshi & corni was such a ride to watch , especially just the first time around , like the animation team really pulled out some god damn stops for this episode because , holy fuck , it was like a cup of coffee for me . also , the moment with satoshi realizing he can’t really copy anyone else’s strategy because he’s got his own type of rhythm to battling was just kinda nice .

047.

serena’s first caught pokemon & her deciding that she wants to become a pokemon performer along with fokko & yancham . she’s struggled with the fact that she’s the only one she knows without a goal or a dream in life all the way up until this episode & just the fact that she’s finally so certain of something like that really warmed my heart .

053.

going off from the aforementioned ep , serena confronting her mom about wanting to become a pokemon performer & challenging her to a race with the stakes being that , if serena loses , she’s going to come back home , & even though she falls down in the middle of the race , not giving up & her determination getting her through to the finish line first . she finally had something she’s so passionate about & i just felt nothing but pride & joy for her .

054.

kojiro & maaiika , man . kojiro & maaiika .

060.

while serena may have failed in her first trypokaron , it was really heartwarming to see her finally turn around in the end & not let the failure stop her entirely from pushing on ahead , knowing that she’s not alone in it , she has her pokemon with her . also the blue ribbon she got from satoshi being used for her new look was sweet .

064.

elle & serena’s battle & serena taking elle’s advice of smiling while performing with her pokemon to heart & reaching fokko in a way that made it evolve into tairenar all hit me in the heart like a bag of bricks , not gonna lie .

067.

oh man . the entire gym battle between satoshi & citron . it really was so electrifying to watch , the animation & emotion in the battle was off the hook & i could swear that my heart was racing its own marathon during all of it . i really felt that feeling of not wanting the battle to end & wanting it to last forever , & when it was over i felt like i’d just gotten an absolute rush of adrenaline & had to slowly come down from it . it’s honestly my favorite gym battle to date , full stop ( though the unofficial gym battle against kasumi in sumo is a close second due to similar reasons as this one ) , because not only was the battle itself so incredibly well done , but the chemistry between not just trainer & pokemon , but trainer & trainer as well was just so beautifully displayed in a way that none of the other gym battles with travelling companions who were gym leaders had ( the battle against kasumi is one of an old friendship from the very early first days of their journeys , sort of an “ it’s been a long while, wonder how you’ve you been ” , while the one against citron is more that of gratitude & respect , mostly coming from citron ; they’ve got two distinctly different connections ) ; citron was inspired by satoshi to be the type of trainer he is in this episode , all the events & incidents that have happened up until this battle have made him the way he is , & he is giving it his all because it’s not only what satoshi deserves but it’s also what citron has achieved —— he’s grown as a trainer & as a person & this battle is his way of showing all his progress thus far . it’s a thank you . also , you can pry the line “ satoshi, you need me. a fighter like you needs a calm type like me by his side ” from my cold , dead grasp .

074.

satoshi dealing with the trick rooms was interesting to watch , & even though the end result may not have been quite as satisfactory as he’d hoped , the repeated use of flame charge to build up speed for when the room timed out was a heh moment that i liked ; he’s got a tendency to sometimes purposefully make his opponents think he’s making a mistake while he’s actually just waiting for the right moment to make a good move & i really appreciate those moments .

076.

the gang parenting the newly hatched onbat was so sweet & so cute , especially with satoshi & his flying types , helping it learn to fly . it’s kind of a small thing , but it’s so adorable & heartwarming that i can’t help but call it a favorite .

085.

kojiro stepping up & helping serena with tairenar’s broken stick because he understands the feeling of losing something that may seem easily replaceable to others but holds immeasurable value & memories to the one who owns said something . it was honestly just so sweet & so heartwarming & he was happy for tairenar even while getting blasted off , i mean come on . my heart was mush .

087.

tiny thing but satoshi sprawling out in his sleep to the point of having an arm draped over citron was really cute & a favorite thing .

092 - 093.

first off , i dig gojika’s whole Thing so much & i think she might be my favorite gym leader purely aesthetic - wise ; second , the foreshadowing of satoshi - gekkouga & gekogashira’s backstory , holy shit . not gonna lie , the lines “ what keromatsu wanted was something deeper . i call this … love . […] this one’s future … is you two climbing up towards a future of new greatness … that no one has ever seen before . ” hit me in the heart like a bowling ball . & oh man the gym battle … god it was so much fun to watch & i loved every moment of it , particularly satoshi having pikachu time the amount of time it takes for gojika’s future sight to strike , & Oof the moment where gojika sees satoshi & gekogashira’s future in the water pulse .

100 / xy&z07.

gekogashira’s evolution & the first instance of satoshi - gekkouga … honestly , almost every time i rewatch an instance of it after a while of not seeing any , i realize i forgot just how intense the satoshi - gekkouga state is , like even just the powering up part on its own .

106 / xy&z13.

something about the abruptness of the ends of the battles between satoshi - gekkouga & jukain & mega lizardon always cracks me up , i don’t know what to tell y’all . also the exchange of “ satoshi, what was that ?? how can you do that ?? please tell me !! ” “ i don’t know either. my vision goes bam & then i’m all rargh. ” “ i see, i see … wait, that does not help !! ” .

112 - 113 / xy&z19 - 20.

even though she lost in the end , the fact that serena had even made it to the point of facing off against elle in the first place was such a huge deal & i can honestly say that i cried a Lot during these episodes & that they are the reason i now instantly get teary - eyed upon hearing serena’s dori - dori song . also , it was really nice that musashi accepted her loss as well as she did , casually stating that it was because of the rest of the gang that she made it even that far , even though just a few trypokarons ago she would have blown her lid off at a loss when she was so close to her goal ; the rest of the gang being just so proud of her & kojiro & nyarth being more than willing to pay for the celebratory dinner was really sweet , too .

116 / xy&z23.

small things stuck with me & make this a nice episode to rewatch , such as the start of studying satoshi & gekkouga’s synchronization , pikachu shouting at satoshi for calling out onvern for a battle instead of him & getting pouty , the small details of satoshi’s eyes narrowing just as he’s about to resume battle with gekkouga having freshly powered up & his pupils contracting in a closeup when an attack is incoming which are such tiny things but delight me to no end , & just the enthusiasm with which satoshi goes into his decision to raise his own strength closer to that of gekkouga’s .

118 / xy&z25.

where can i even begin with this episode Holy Shit … first off , this ep reaffirmed to me that carne is such a delight , honestly , def one of my favorite champions , second … that battle though … that battle … poetic cinema … the battle choreography , the animation , the way satoshi - gekkouga’s theme seemed to perfectly sync up with what was on screen , satoshi moving in perfect sync with gekkouga’s movements as he attacked as though he were the one performing the attacks , the raw emotion in satoshi’s voice as he called out attacks & declarations of becoming much , much stronger … it was such a rush of adrenaline to watch , even bigger than the one i got while watching the gym battle between satoshi & citron , i felt like my heart stopped beating the moment the battle was abruptly ended by satoshi losing consciousness . & hey , the animator(s) responsible for the scenes with the white background & black paint splatters , let me get y’all’s number , i wanna treat y’all because holy fuck those were intense . i loved them .

119 / xy&z26.

this episode is less of a favorite due to what happens & more of a favorite due to the content as a whole . upsetting to him as it may have been , satoshi had been having a huge winning streak , alan & black - outs excluded , so a loss was imminent , & , honestly , understandable . seeing that shoota had surpassed him in an aspect & grown so strong in such a short amount of time got to him & affected his psyche ; kid got scared . he got nervous & , as we all know , a nervous trainer leads to a faulty battle . i will say though that the little bit after the internal thoughts in the middle of the jukain vs gekkouga battle of satoshi saying shoota surprised him delights me to no end & i blame how rica said the line along w/ the small motion satoshi makes while saying it .

120 / xy&z27.

satoshi literally saying “ hold my jacket while i fight this guy ” . i can’t call anything else a favorite even though i loved this episode because everything else just made me emotional & upset ; particularly the fact that the preview for the next episode was silent except for the snowy wind blowing & satoshi dejectedly reading out the title of the episode without even saying the “ everyone, get pokemon ” line at the end .

121 / xy&z28.

putting aside the upsetting factor of the title not being read out by anyone … the flashbacks of younger satoshi with all those wild pokemon really warmed my heart after all of the upsetting stuff that had been going on . also the moment of satoshi & gekkouga finally making their power their own , based on their mutual strong desire to save one pokemon , along with them both deciding to start fresh from zero , gekkouga rolling his monster ball towards satoshi just as like when he initially chose him & everything .

122 / xy&z29.

oh honey when satoshi - gekkouga showed up … oh Honey … again , the thing with satoshi moving in sync with gekkouga’s moves as though he were the one attacking , except this time even more intense than during the battle with carne ; for some reason the aerial ace kick downwards always gets me & that small bit is one of my top favorite parts of the entire episode somehow .

123 / xy&z30.

satoshi & eureka finishing off the preview for the next episode together while citron’s in the background wordvomiting about the wonders of ingenuities . that is all .

125 / xy&z32.

satoshi’s declarations of aiming to win the entire league , serena having to physically drag satoshi away from a battle before it begins when he’s already running out of time to get registered for the conference , satoshi doing the arm thing on trova , seeing the frustration of someone who failed to get all eight badges in time , just so many favorites across the episode .

126 / xy&z33.

the various mega - evolutions , tierno & shoota’s battle , & numelgon rejoining the team were all Oof .

127 - 128 / xy&z34 - 35.

satoshi’s eyes shining while watching alan’s fight honestly made my heart go ding , not gonna lie ; the boundless excitement building in him is real & it’s wonderful . & the start of the battle between satoshi & shoota … i felt like satoshi using pikachu’s electric ball against bloster’s grip was a nice callback to using it to get out of horubee’s grasp on his tail in the first episode , & honestly the part where satoshi had pikachu block gillgard’s entry into its shield was such a heh moment , like it really was so on brand for him to pull something like that , something that would have failed were the timing off even in the slightest ; also i really liked the small detail of satoshi’s pupils contracting when he spots a chance for dealing with king’s shield & the little laugh he did when shoota’s peroream returned the favor for what onvern did . but holy fuck the finale of the battle between satoshi & shoota … the fight between satoshi - gekkouga & mega jukain … oh man i absolutely felt that battle ; the adrenaline rush i got from watching it was on par with the gym battles against corni , citron , & urup , & the battle against carne . the raw power in it … wrow … the animation , the battle choreography , just how absolutely tangible the attacks were … but the true oof was yet to come … this was only the semi - finals … the biggest big dick energy of them all was still only just around the corner …

129 / xy&z36.

honestly this episode had just really tiny things that i liked , like the nurse joy at the beginning of the episode wishing for satoshi to do his best in the finals with a shine in her eyes which was honestly really cute , citron & eureka’s dad stealing the citroid’s line about waiting in line for 2h being an easy feat , the jirachi keychain , alan genuinely being excited for the finale & battling satoshi , & how could i list off favorites in this episode without mentioning the ending song , oh my god , it’s the softest & cutest & sweetest shit , i swear i could get a cavity from watching it on repeat .

130 - 131 / xy&z37 - 38.

ho - ly - shit . i mean , this was the finals match , so no fucking shit the battle would radiate big dick energy , but the absolute wave of power that ran over me while watching it was absolutely phenomenal . the animation , the movements , the emotion , the raw power behind each call of attack & execution of move , the absolutely palpable energy of the battle … whew … i needed to sit back for a few minutes & just catch my breath after all of that … like , putting aside how much hatred i have for the constant baiting of a league victory for satoshi ( with him declaring he’s aiming for victory throughout the entire series & a bunch of characters saying lines that imply a league victory ( not to mention , the final episode of the conference being called “ kalos league victory !! satoshi’s ultimate match !! ” , like holy shit , can you pull a bigger dick move ) ) , only for alan to beat satoshi - gekkouga with a move that he’d easily blocked before in spite of gekkouga using an insanely more powerful counter attack than the first time while also having the type advantage ( but go off i guess ) … it was an incredibly well executed battle & , really , the end result was the only thing that i would ( & did ) change . also , a bunch of tiny things that i really loved were citron’s hand trembling out of excitement during the start of the battle , luchabull coming out of his monster ball on his own when onvern was defeated & badly hurt , alan experiencing the same feeling that most trainers feel while battling satoshi —— the feeling of wanting the battle to continue on for as long as possible because they’re deriving such fun & enjoyment from the raw passion that arises in the midst of the fight , kojiro starting to root for satoshi & while initially giving him slack for it musashi & nyarth joining in on it , rocket gang stating that they were the ones that helped make satoshi as strong as he is ( which , honestly , go off y’all three because you’re so right & i’ve been saying it for a while now ) , & again , the fucking ending song , i swear it could cure my depression if i watched it enough times . & then there was the start of fleur - de - lis’ plan being set into motion …

132 - 134 / xy&z39 - 41.

rocket gang broadcasting live coverage of the happenings in miare city , the zygarde showdown , serena & platane going to save hari with manon & rocket gang following them & the “ this is that “ the enemy of our enemy is our friend ” thing ” , citron kicking flare gang ass … satoshi & gekkouga resisting energy that was powerful enough to control zygarde & satoshi’s speech of loving this world & there being people & pokemon he loves & the absolute raw Emotion in his delivery as he shifts into the bond phenomenon along with the return of … the Thing with the white background & black paint splatters (seriously , people responsible for those , hit me up & let me treat y’all ) … poetic cinema … in the midst of fighting against fleur - de - lis , satoshi honestly dropped some intense fucking lines , not gonna lie , & you can’t deny , like … “ fighting instinct, whatever … there’s more to a pokemon’s power than that. i’ve realized during my journey … that me & my pokemon’s strength is constantly believing in each other … & constantly loving each other no matter what. if you don’t get it, i will show you here & now !! ” & “fleur - de - lis !! i don’t care if you hate this world or not ; the world belongs to humans & pokemon alike. it belongs to everyone !! stop being selfish & talking about … how you’re going to destroy or change it, or that we won’t live to see tomorrow !! those who will meet someone dear to them tomorrow, those who will achieve their dreams tomorrow, those who will start their journeys as trainers tomorrow, & those whose wounds will heal tomorrow ; each & every one of them has their own tomorrow !! you have no good reason to not let them see that tomorrow !! that’s why … me & my pokemon will fight for their tomorrow !! ” were some raw as fuck lines . & speaking of raw as fuck … holy shit did eureka bringing squishy back to its senses absolutely tear me apart … this child … she’s scared for her life & in tears , but she’s not crying for herself , she’s crying for the one she’d promised to protect & never let go of … & she finds it in herself to sing to it the song she’d made up just for it & that she’d sung & hummed to it throughout their journeying together … & the more she sings it , the louder she does so , hoping , knowing … it will help bring her friend back … & it does . & , if you listen closely , you can hear edward in the background absolutely sobbing just remembering it all . oh but the emo shit doesn’t end there , oh no - no - no … there’s the citroid . i have one image for that …

135 - 136 / xy&z42 - 43.

putting aside the rocket gang also kicking flare gang ass & continuing to broadcast live coverage of the mayhem unfolding , i think we all know who the true hero of the zygarde arc was . it was eureka , that’s who . she befriended a basically - god & saved it & protected it & made it & another basically - god of it’s kind realize that the world is worth saving . i love her & i’m proud of her . that being said … eureka tickling a spot on the other z - core while saying that squishy likes when she does that & it just nodding next to her like she’s said the wisest truth in the universe was really hecking cute . the little detail of daigo kissing his key stone to activate mega evolution was neat , & oh damn carne & the gym leaders assembling to assist … they came in ready to kick ass & kick ass they did . everyone charging in on the megalith , even the rocket gang joining in , the back - to - back champion fighting , everyone doing everything within their power to save hari & stop the maglith … & the zygarde !!! “ we have set our hopes on humans. she has protected us this whole time. she promised she would never let us go. now it is our turn !! ” oh honey … i’m telling you , eureka saved the world with her kindness . but the use of the piano instrumental of squishy’s song when the zygarde are saying goodbye & the ending song bye nyarth was illegal , bye .

137 / xy&z44.

honestly just someone instantly recognizing satoshi from the league made me really happy somehow , especially since the only other time someone’s recognized him from a league that i can name of the top of my head was masato way back in advanced . the citroid learning about the joys of gym battles all over again was really nice , too .

138 / xy&z45.

serena deciding to hold a pokemon performance in miare city’s square to lift everybody’s spirits higher with sana & musashi joining her in it absolutely lit my heart up , so i’d say serena was quite successful in her plan . also , satoshi pointing out things he knows are of interest to serena while they’re out in the city & him pulling her along by the hand to battle when he notices her being gloomy was really cute & sweet ; i might not be on board for them as a ship but man i can so absolutely see the appeal . also - also , the mention of pokemon contests !!! which makes me think that it’d be really interesting for serena to meet with haruka & hikari & their rivals & face off against them , which i know we’ll never get to see but it’s nice to think about . also - also - also , yashio saying she’s a fan of serena’s & the beginning of dori dori kicking in really yanked at my heart strings & still makes me instantly turn into a tearful mess , thanks .

139 / xy&z46.

the long - distance battling with satoshi - gekkouga was really nice , especially since i’m particularly fond of any & all scenes that display the powers / abilities brought out by the bond phenomenon ( something i might make a post on some day , actually , since it really is such an interesting thing to think about ) … but alas , it was time to say goodbye to gekkouga … it was sad , yes , but the knowledge that their bond will always connect them no matter the physical distance is a comfort … the promise between squishy & eureka to go on an adventure again when eureka’s a trainer sort of punched me in the soul , honestly .

140 / xy&z47.

hanako & okido !!! pikachu squishing his face on the monitor !!! satoshi leaning way into the camera !!! it was all so cute !! also , rocket gang editing the footage they filmed so that it looked like they were the ones responsible for the defeat of the flare gang & it actually working ; i also really liked the little heh detail with the solrock & lunatone keychains as a nudge about the upcoming sumo series . but good lord eureka’s speech to dedenne about not wanting to say goodbye either but knowing that they have to & that one day she’ll become a trainer with dedenne as her partner … i barely skimmed over that part while rewatching the episode & even two lines from it made me start crying . also , what does it say about me that the first thing i thought when citron said “ [..] can i also ask one last favor ?? there is something i want to do very badly. ” was if he wanted to kiss satoshi too ?? i will say though , them having one last battle before parting ways warmed my heart a lot … the flashbacks of everyone’s adventures throughout this journey & the glimpses of what the side cast were up to hit me in the emotions , but what truly played my heart like a violin concerto … was satoshi coming home . there was no big fanfare , no grand welcome back , just a boy returning to his home town after a long journey , nothing but the sounds of the night accompanying him as he makes his way to his house , followed by a message of “ & to your own way. ” , unlike in previous finales where the send - off was “ next time … a new beginning !! ” , a sign that , from here on out , we are no longer going to follow satoshi , that , though he still has a ways to go before achieving his goal of becoming a pokemon master , we won’t be accompanying him on his next journey . the way satoshi arriving in masara town was executed … it felt final & it really felt like coming home . & i for one can only wish satoshi the best on his next adventure .

#naktsvilks #answered #this isnt me talking about even HALF of the series' episodes #i think there's like 60 tops #& theres 140 eps in the series #so do the math #kjdshfg no but this is basically all of my favorite eps / moments condensed into one post #i really did love xy/z so much..#rewatching it is an absolute blast #* !! pkmn is autistic culture.

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｢Containment Breach｣

Word Count: 5126 A/N: This is my first drabble in a loooong time. So, I hope I do pretty okay for it. I just wanted to hammer in some of Aster’s backstory and motivations for this blog and him as a muse, this isn’t necessarily a required read! PLEASE, reference [here] for several of the characters’ essentials and information. But, if you do decide to read it, enjoy yourself!

“Aster--! You’re silly!”

The female’s voice rang out, a man’s laughing behind her. Three sat at the lunch table, garbed in white scrubs and sneakers. They nearly blended into the scenery around them, the facility a striking and strange white. The only color there were the armed guards, dawned in black combat gear for any occasion. However, based on the trio enjoying their lunch, one wouldn’t even pass the thought of an uprising.

A younger man was sat across from a woman and older man duo, both his seniors. His short sleeves allowed for the exposure of a bold ink, marked ‘S#032.’ His teal gaze was still blank, looking at the bland food before him. He couldn’t understand why the other two were laughing at him. The woman held her gloved hand out, being the only one with a full body uniform. She grabbed the plastic utensil and stabbed the prongs into the cooked green beans, holding them out before his mouth. His eyes looked up at the woman, her soft, beige complexion settling upon his blank stare. Teal hues refused to leave the woman’s face as she then mimicked a mother to a child, “Aster, say ‘ahh!’” His mouth opened but no sound came from his lips. The food was placed in and he began to chew, the man across from him giving a small chuckle, “Gosh, Jae. If he wasn’t so brain dead, it’d be like you were a cute couple sharing a meal-- Except it took all the mush!” “Dex, sometimes your mouth is just too big for that tiny head of yours!”

The two continued to bicker as Aster chewed, swallowing the mouthful of food once it was thoroughly ground up. He blinked his eyes, the two others turning their gaze back to him. The man lifted his head with a half cocked smile on his face, “Hey, Aster, what’s my name?” “D... Dexter,” The young man replied, his gaze slowly turning to the older, bulkier man. Dexter then pointed to the woman that had her hand pressed against his face, his own fist pressed down against the top of her head, “... And her?” “Jae-eun,” Aster replied, slow and zombie like. His gaze slowly shifted to meet her, and she simply smiled at him. The response ignited one within himself as well, the barely alive man’s lips curled at their corners to create an expression of delight. Jae-eun and Dexter smiled alike, dropping their hands from each other. Dexter then folded his arms, “Looks like our boy is becoming more and more human, huh?” “He’s always been human, Dex. Don’t tease him like that.” “Tease him? I’m just saying, wait until he can hold conversation! It’ll be nice to be able to talk to somebody besides you--!” “Hey, nobody’s asking you to talk to me!”

Their laughter echoed from the table, enriching their imprisoned lives. For what it was, it held peace. Years passed as they grew closer, the three experiments forming an unbreakable bond.

“Dex, from the right!” “Don’t leave our left flank open, Aster!” The two men were training together, running a lane for a combat simulation. A target popped up from the left, where Dexter had called it. Aster’s body encased itself in a blue glow as he thinned down to a blue beam of movement, only to reappear into the air as he had made destination. He extended his left arm, to reveal a black, metallic pistol. The trigger was pulled and the shot rang out, the lead round tearing through the air with the intention of pain and destruction. It tore through the target, the figure collapsing onto its back with a successful buzzer beep. His body encased itself once more, suddenly appearing next to Dex. The taller man was looking up at the large time posted from a neon clock, Aster’s eyes following him.

“17 seconds?! We were slower!?” “I told you, Aster! You’re slower than I am, you need to focus on what we know is there. I can handle the rest,” He constructed, turning his gaze to meet Aster. The man gazed up with a nod, the both of them then bumping their forearms together, “There’s always next time.” The two were then released from the lane, the door leading to a long hall that branched off in many directions. Jae-eun was waiting for them, a large smile on her face as they came walking together. Her hands clapped together, “About time they let you out! I was about to go eat without you!” “You probably would have eaten our meals, too,” Dex said, Aster following up with a laugh himself. “I’m feeding for two!” She retorted. “T-Two!?” The duo exclaim, looking at one another as if they had the suspicion that the other was at fault for this. “Myself and I!” She answered, with a look of accomplishment to wring out such a response from them. Aster’s cheeks flushed red and he turned his gaze away while Dex threw his head back with a groan, “Come on, then, Sea Sponge. Let’s go catch dinner.”

The three were walking together, making conversation about the day’s happenings. Aster’s gaze turned from Dexter and Jae-eun, meeting a woman’s figure at the end of the hall. She stood, arms tucked in and downwards, a bold ‘S#037′ placed on her left bicep. The teal hues raised from her arm to her lean face, examining her genetic perfections. His lips curled with a hint of a smile, giving a small wave, “Hey, Aella.” The woman was kind enough to return the smile and nod at him, “Enjoying yourself, Aster?” “Of course, Aella. Dex is always a blast to be around!” “Isn’t he?” She replied, her gaze shifting to the taller man. The two held a silence before he stepped out from in between Aster and Jae-eun, giving them a quick glance back, “I’ll catch up, you two. Don’t wait up-- Just keep the food hot.” He gave them a smile, ushering them along.

Aster paid no mind to it, turning to his companion to continue casual conversation-- Only to catch her glancing back at the two. He then turned back to see the two exchanging words, Dexter glancing up at them only to turn his figure away from them. As if he were blinding himself of their presence, to shun them away from this side of who Dexter was. Every time he spoke with Aella, he closed himself to the lot of them. To Jae-eun. To Aster.

His brows burrowed upwards with a line of concern, Jae-eun’s hand placing itself onto the younger man’s shoulder and turning his gaze away from that image of self torment and questioning. His breath was unsteady without even his own realization, the rolls of mucus being the only indicator to Aster. two.

The two had stepped out into the cafeteria, only to see a bulky and tall man, a gaze hard on the duo. The man’s number was bold across his larger bicep, a printed ‘S#039.’ Aster’s brows furrowed at just the sight of the other, “It’s Owain.” “I know,” Jae-eun replied in more of a whisper, to attempt to dissuade any sort of suspicion that Owain might have held. However, despite her attempt, the man’s figure moved towards them. His lips were in a natural frown, his brows generally pushed forward to that of annoyance or anger. He stepped in front of Aster, Jae-eun attempting to put herself in between the them. Owain didn’t push to her advances, his silver eyes glaring down the shorter Aster, “’32, don’t you listen to that boy’s lies now.” “Wh-What are you talking abo--!?” “They need you, ‘32. And, when the time comes, walk between their given paths.” “What’s your deal, Owain!?” Yet, before an answer could be given, a loud buzzer sounded across the facility. Everyone present knew the meaning, a long buzz to signify that it was time for them to sleep the night away. It drew Aster and Jae-eun’s attention away from the man, his movements shifting as he stepped passed and began his way to his own containment cell. Aster turned about, spotting the man’s back as the words seemed to rattle his brain.

“... Who are they?”

Aster had given his final bits of the night to Jae-eun before he made his way to his own cell. His shoes tapped against the tiles of the hall’s flooring as he walked alone. A hand raised to the back of his neck, brushing the loose locks and fuzz that it managed to capture upon its clasp. There were armed men by the door, ushering for his entry as he approached. Like clockwork, he went through a body search before entering the cell and making his way over to his bunk. He practically collapsed in the cushion of the bed, his eyes staring at the starch white wall, “... Why is everyone acting so weird?”

Teal hues shut from exhaustion.

His eyes suddenly opened, a heat of sleep deprivation stinging at the exposed bits of the organ. He turned in the darkness of his cell, hearing commotion from beyond the door.

Struggles.

Screams.

Then, silence.

There was more movement, and the thick steel suddenly shifted. Light peeked through, Aster’s grip on the blanket pulling towards himself. His brow arched forward, the image of the heretic blackened from the light that beamed passed. Aster’s arm raised above his brow, eyes squinting with the sudden visual intake. The figure stood before it turned itself away, stepping out from the doorway. Aster could hear the foot steps fade, until there was silence. It was like his stomach was anchored to the floor.

He tossed his blanket to the side, slipping from the edge of the mattress. He stumbled with his first few steps, knees weak. His stomach seemed to twist with each step closer to the door, his eyes focused with the light now. He could see the fresh crimson water splatter across the white tiles of the hall. His fingers latched onto the metallic frame as his head perched out. His gaze shifted up and down the hall before he took a step out, his chest shaky as he took a deep breath. His hands curled into tight fists, brows furrowed with a held determination.

He ran down the hall, teal hues spotting a group of rushing guards. He attempted to stop and duck for concealment, only to slide on his padded shoes. He quickly backtracked against the wall, his head gently tapping the clean tiles as he let their grouped sound fade somewhat. He rushed passed the branched off entry, rushing over to the cell labeled with a bold, black ink ‘S#033.’

Aster’s hands grabbed onto the steel door, not questioning the lack of guards around. He used his weight to pull the handle, then pushed inwards to allow light to break into the darkened room. A figure rummaged from under the covers, only to lift up in a daze of tired. She rubbed her right eye, grogginess in her voice, “... Aster? Why are you here? The morning alarm--” “We’re getting out of here, Jae!” “... What?” Aster stepped into the room to help her up, reaching forward only to stop and pull his arm back. The exposing light flashed across her body, showing her in a white tank top. His cheeks flushed red as he looked away, clearing his throat. He had never seen Jae-eun in this kind of light, and he hadn’t realized how attractive she really was. It hugged her body, giving her a much more shapely figure despite being rationally average with her measurements. He awkwardly cleared his throat, Jae-eun’s eyes drifting downward as she smiled a much more devious notion. She shook her head, kicking her legs to the side and using the motion of sliding off the mattress to gain footing. She took a deep breath, “Aster, let’s get you back before we both get in trouble--” “Jae-eun, someone killed the guards and opened my door! Jae, we can--!!” “What!? Aster, this isn’t good! They’re going to kill you for this!” “No, Jae! We’re going to get out of here! You, me, and Dex! C’mon!” Her tired eyes simply looked at the other, brows arched forward a bit. Her wake was slowly catching up with her, her mind grasping what Aster was planning. Her lip tucked itself between her teeth with a gentle bite before she nodded her head, “If we do this, we’ll never be able to come back, Aster. This life of peace... This is something we’ll never have again. Are you sure you want that?” “This is hardly a life of peace, Jae... But, as long as I’m with Dex and you, nothing will stop me from fighting until we get that peace.” Jae-eun replied with a simple smile, the both of them taking the ever dwindling time to race out of the room. Dexter’s cell was branched off another hallway, the two wasting no time to locate the painted letters of his serial, ‘S#038.’ However, as they arrived, the two quickly backed out of view of the hall. Guards in riot gear were posted all about the hallway, heavily guarding the designated door. Aster grit his teeth, “They’ve got guys all over his cell!” “Then we make do, Aster! I’ll distract them, you get Dex!”

The moment suddenly hit. Jae-eun had run into the open hall, calling for attention. She then ran back, rushing passed Aster. The man took a few steps back before ducking into a corner. The men rushed passed, chasing after the rather agile woman. Once the last set of boots turned away from his line of sight, Aster slowly stood to his feet. He rushed down the hallway, one of the two guards left behind turning his sights to the man, “Hey, you’re not supposed to--!?” Aster’s body suddenly engulfed in a blue aura, his body ripping across the space. When he reappeared, his fist was extended outwards and thrust into the man’s facial mask. He was thrown back into the other, both now spread across the white, glossy floor. Aster turned to the door, grabbing the steel hand and pulling it open. He then placed his shoulder against the door, pushing into it as he slowly opened. The light of the hall crept passed his figure, illuminating the dark room. Aster’s eyes scanned around as he took a step inside, “Dext-- Huh...?”

It remained empty.

The bed was made, and it seemed to have been untouched for sometime. He stood in the doorway, his bros pushed together, nearly touching from the intensity. He turned back without a second thought, following the path that Jae-eun had ran. He headed down the hallway, the white suddenly stained with a fresh, bright crimson. It ran along the wall, splotches remained on the floor. The smear of the blood gave the impression that whoever was bleeding was in a rush down the hallway. He paced himself, fear causing hesitation in the man.

He appeared in the entryway of the cafeteria. He froze up, the sight of the chaos having caught his gaze. The tables were flipped, several guards had their weapons drawn. Jae-eun was collapsed, the trail of crimson leading towards her. His eyes continued to gaze around, aware that the attention of the room was now suddenly shifting to him. Jae-eun’s gaze turned up, and she pushed herself forward, “No! Aster! Ru-- Agh!!” One of the men cut her off early, ramming the buttstock of his rifle into the side of her head. She collapsed again, obviously hitting her hard as she struggled for consciousness. Aster took a step forward, only for a man’s voice to shout at him to stop. He recognized the voice, and at its presence he had turned around.

Brows burrowed forward as the bulky, tall man walked into view. His hair was short, but long enough to be wiry and messy. Eyes were a deep blue, hard to look at if one couldn’t recognize him. His face was a permanent frown, almost etched into him so naturally. The man looked down, unfolding his arms to expose the bold ‘S#039′ print on his left arm, “Stand down, ‘32. You’re not part of this mission.” “Wh... What do you mean ‘mission’!?” Aster shouted back, his hands balling into fists, “You mean... You’re just going to attack Jae-eun!? She’s one of us! You’re going to just turn against her like this!?” “You need to understand!” His brows arched forward, glaring down at Aster, “We don’t have friends-- We don’t have family. We’re weapons and nothing more! We were stripped of our names, our lives! We are dead to the world, ‘32,” Owain’s deep voice rattled through Aster’s chest, widening the teal hues. The man then stepped passed him, his body slowly coating itself with a shiny, metallic cover, “My mission is to exterminate Subject Number zero-three-three. You’re being decommissioned, as for you--” He stopped walking, his feet stopping with the sound of scrapping metal. He looked over his shoulder again, “You are to be recaptured and detained. You are too valuable to the company, ‘32.” Jae-eun slowly pulled herself up, her eye now swollen over. Owain continued towards her, holding his hand out and pointing it downwards towards her. She looked up with her dark eyes, irises red from the held back tears of pain, “Please, Owain...” “You know what our purpose is. I only sympathize with you for being on the other end.” “Then... Let me say goodbye to Aster...” Owain turned his gaze over to the man, still paralyzed before the sights before him. His hands were tightened, knuckles white, teeth bared, and eyes lost in the white tiles of the floor. Jae-eun called his name, his teal hues drifting over to her defeated image, “Aster... Don’t be sad... I’ll be with you, alright?” Tears began to swell up in her eyes, a woeful smile on her face, “And together, we’ll walk through the Garden of Eden.”

Owain suddenly shifted. His brows arched forward, turning from her to Aster’s image now. His eyes hardened suddenly, his body straightening upwards. Owain threw his hand forward, “Fire! Fire now, you idiots!” Jae-eun took the moment to scurry to one of the corners.

The men raised their rifles, suddenly firing the automatic gunfire. Suddenly, his body disappeared with a blue aura coating his body. The blur ripped across the air. He’d appeared in one location, only for the coating to engulf his body and move him to another spot of the room, waiting for the men to pause their firing. Once the last round fired, a fraction of a second passed before he reappeared. The man held out a closed hand, turning it towards the floor and opening. From his hands, discharged rounds were dropped to the nearly flawless tiles. The men stood for a moment, Owain’s lip quivering, “... Shit.” One of the men shifted, only for Aster’s body to phase over. He suddenly thrust his left hand upwards, diverting the fire of the rifle. With his arm extended upwards, he used the down motion to hook the back of the guard’s head. He pulled it down to meet with an upwards knee, cracking the visor of the other’s face mask. He then turned on the heel of his still planted foot, turning and extending the bent leg outwards with some impromptu sideways kick. His foot hit the side of the man’s helmet, knocking him to the floor. He shifted again, his body forming in the air with his leg already upwards. He brought it down like a hammer, thrusting the other down towards the floor with a stumble. He then reappeared on the ground, quickly bending down to grab the ankle of his black boot. With a surprising amount of strength, he twisted himself about to toss the man across the room. The guard screamed before he hit the wall, cracking the tiles and falling limp to the ground. The next moment, he was on the third guard. Before he could fire, Aster threw a left hook into his side. The force caused him to drop the rifle from his arm. Aster’s free arm crossed across his body to snag it, only to push the barrel up on the other’s exposed neck from the handguard. Without any sort of negotiation, he brought his left hand to the trigger and pulled with ease. The man’s neck exploded into a bloody mess, the sound of sudden gurgles and chocking filling the air-- Muffled only by the ring from the muzzle blast. Aster turned to see Owain’s movement towards him. The metallic man swiped his arm horizontally, Aster ducking. The arm ripped through the rifle like butter, causing the upper half to spin about in the air from the force. He grabbed it, taking the barrel and pushing it between Owain’s lips. The man’s metallic coated eyes looked down, only for the assassin to swing the buttstock like a bat against the other half. There was the sound of grinding metal, shortly followed by the sound of Owain choking and gagging. The metallic man was leaned forward, coughing. He felt a hand place itself on his neck, lifting him up. He was met with the image of Aster’s gaze. The teal hues like a burning flame, his discolored brows arched forward with intense line. Aster cocked his head back, only to thrust it forward against his. Owain stumbled back, his hands held against his forehead now. His vision blurred in and out, looking down at the other.

Blood ran from Aster’s forehead, only for the open wound to seal itself shut in a matter of seconds. The larger man shook his head, raising his fists, “No more playing around, ‘32... I will cut you down if I have to!” Aster tilted his head to the side, giving a scowl.

The two met, Owain throwing the first punch. He threw a right hook, only for the other to lean back and have the initial attack miss. He threw a straight, Aster shifting his body so his fist ran alongside his head. He used the momentum, swiping his leg beneath Owain’s to throw him off balance-- Cutting up his own leg rather badly. Owain’s body fell with a slam, cracking the tiled floor beneath them. He grunted as he looked up towards Aster, the assassin staring down at the metallic man. His breathing was heavy huffing, “You can’t... Kill me, Aster... Not even ‘37 was able to best me in spars. What makes you think you’ll be able to--!?” Aster bent down and gripped Owain’s forehead. He pulled him up, only to use his full force and slam the back of his head back down into the tiles. Raising Owain’s head once again, he kept slamming him into the ground. Metallic clunks echoed through the round as he let out grunt after grunt, Owain’s hand pressed against Aster’s face-- Cutting him up like a thousand razors waltzing across the ivory skin. His blood began to run down the underside of Owain’s arm, only for the heated feeling in his face to meet another warmth. Owain had suffered from head trauma, the metallic coating on his body growing spotty and exposing some of his flesh. His fingers attempted to curl, “As-Aster, don’t...” Aster tilted his head away from Owain’s hand, pulling his hand back from the other’s face. He then stood, his body slowly beginning to heal itself as he approached one of the tossed aside rifles. He picked it up, grabbing the pistol grip and holding it by his side. By the time he had come back to Owain’s body, his wounds were healing scabs. Aster stood over the main, bringing the rifle upwards towards the exposed rift across Owain’s chest. The man looked up at him, his brows arched up. His exposed hand reached up towards him, “No please... I-I don’t want to die, Aster...!”

No remorse was held as he pulled the trigger, Owain’s crimson spilled across the imperfect tiles.

Teal hues suddenly widened as reality built itself around Aster now. His hand began to shake, dropping the rifle suddenly. It rattled and bounced as it hit the floor, Aster taking a few steps back from the scene. His gaze looked around, spotting Jae-eun in the corner. Her eyes were wide, tears streaming down her puffy cheeks with no facial reaction. Aster took several steps towards her before stumbling a bit and falling to one of his knees. She crawled towards him, the man struggling to get back up before he simply let himself fall to his knees. He wanted to hold her, he wanted to feel the comfort of her presence but he knew of the consequences. They both just knelt near one another, Aster’s cheeks dry despite the knot in his throat. He felt a piercing pain in his chest, a push of a blade that went deeper and deeper with each beat of his heart. It felt as though his neck was going to swell shut, a constant swallow as a reminder that he could still breath. He didn’t want to look-- He couldn’t look. He knew what he had done, he could feel Owain’s weight.

How could he ever be a good guy like this?

Jae-eun got to her feet at the sound of the clunking boots, “A-Aster, c’mon! We have to go!” He turned his gaze to Owain’s body, laying so freshly lifeless. He continued to nod his head as she gripped his shirt to help him get to his feet, holding her side as they made their way to a now unguarded exit. Jae-eun had known about this back exit for some time. When she was younger, Dexter and she used to sneak out into the garden. It wasn’t gated off, which always lead to them being lectured by Owain for reckless behavior. She pressed her weight against the door to reveal gray clouds and falling water, the colors of a darkened and gray nature but still all the while more vibrant. It was like opening a door to a dream that he hadn’t even known he had forgotten. He stared up at the sky, wincing a bit at the clouds as the rain drizzled down upon them. She guided him along a line of bushes in bloom, allowing now time to admire their color. All his life, Aster had seen only the colors of the facility and labs. He hadn’t known such color existed in the world-- Not in all sorts of coexistence. Their feet suddenly met with hard soil, dried from the usual heat. And yet, on such an unusual day rain had decided to grace the land with its rare presence. The facility grew smaller and smaller as they continued towards where Jae-eun could only hope the road was. She had her hand still gripped on the chest of Aster’s shirt, only for her to suddenly jerk back as he stumbled again. She turned around, seeing the man once again on his knees. The rain felt warm against his skin, humid and clammy. It felt discomforting, like he couldn’t be washed away. His teal hues looked up at her, several strands of water running down his soaking face. And yet, even through all that, she knew that he was no longer holding himself back. She bent down, placing her knees on the wet ground, her hands reaching out towards him. They placed themselves on his shoulders, “Aster... You were stronger than anyone I had ever seen before. That’s why I know you’ll survive, you’ll get through this.”

Jae-eun leaned forward, her lips pursed gently to meet his. The man’s eyes widened a bit before they softened, pushing back into the kiss. He knew of the consequences, before for the first time in his life he felt the comfort he had always wanted. The kiss was brief, but felt as though he was experiencing it for a lifetime. Their lips parted, and Jae-eun’s gaze met with Aster’s. He could feel his body begin to tense up, and he struggled to fight the poison. He looked up at her, watching her stand from his body, “I’m sorry, Aster... But, I know what I have to do. I’m not ready for you... Not yet. I hope you can forgive me.” She began to take a few steps back as pushed himself to attempt and follow, only to lean forward and meet his face with the dirt. However hard it was, he continued to struggle against the toxins. His face ground against the wet, hard earth just to get a glimpse of her back. He struggled to reach up, his arm tense as it extended in small movements. His jaw dropped, shifting up and down as he struggled to call her name.

Maybe if she heard him, she’d stay.

Maybe if she knew he loved her, she’d stay.

Yet, her image continued to shrink. Fading from his sight. Fading from him.

A bell rang, a diner’s usual customers having their morning chatter. A young girl had been running late to work, no doubt a waitress. Her hair was in a mess, clothes ruffled. The small business was too busy to afford a lecture right now, and she was pointed by one of the older women to help with a gentleman’s order. She gave a nod and a thousand apologies, heading over to the man’s booth. “My name’s Lindsey today, might I get you somethin’ to drink, hun?” “Just a coffee, thank you.” The man looked over at her, a smile on his face. An ivory fair skin, white locks that wilted to a black-- Probably the work of a very good hairdresser. He was well dressed, a blue blouse, tie, suspenders, all complimented with his black slacks. As she wrote down on her pad, the bell rang again. She looked up to see some thugs, roughed up with gaudy suits and egos to overcompensate. One had a cigarette hanging from his lips, despite the prohibiting sign in the door. They looked around the place, immediately silencing it, one of the men spoke up, “Hey! We’re looking for Lindsey! She ran out on our date last night and owes me some of that ass!” Naturally, the waitress stepped back. One of the men tapped the other, pointing her out. They smirked, walking over with swagger, “Lindsey, you thought you could--” The man suddenly stood from his both, the thug bumping into his shoulder. He wasn’t phased, instead he stared down the annoyances to the diner, “Hey, who the hell do you think you are!?” His teal hues were set on the obvious ringleader, “My name’s Aster Brooks.”

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