[Really, this wasn't one of Al's brightest moves, he has to admit. He was already worried and panicking, what with Trisha and Marie having run off in the middle of the night, and Winry and Ed weren't doing much better. And then the massive quake, followed by the crystals coming out of the ground absolutely everywhere...the boys knew they had to do something, and resolved to go figure out what this all was. And so it's the next morning when Al is finishing packing that he hears a voice--one he hadn't heard since...]
Alphonse, please, help them!
[He'd barely even thought as he ran through the portal, and it was lucky he did grab up his Pokeballs before dashing though. The other side is chaos, with oddly-uniformed trainers battling against the swarms of new Pokemon. And with how protective the trainers are being of those crystals...something's going on here, and Al's gonna get to the bottom of it one way or another.]
[That 'one way or another' winds up with a Magma grunt screaming as he finds himself hanging upside down from an over-sized snare trap--it's amazing how resourceful one can be after living on a deserted island for a whole year. It doesn't take long to get the story out of him, and once the poor sap is left tied up behind some bushes Al sets out to get to work. These assholes aren't going to knock themselves out, after all.]
[Alphonse's Pokemon are on the prowl as well, keeping within earshot of their trainer as they also help to fight the invasion. Grunts may be finding their Pokeballs suddenly vanishing thanks to a mischevious Liepard, or a Quilava and Luxray pair jumping them from the bushes. And a Pidgeot sails the skies, occasionally divebombing into a battle to help those fighting the interlopers.]
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Alphonse, please, help them!
[He'd barely even thought as he ran through the portal, and it was lucky he did grab up his Pokeballs before dashing though. The other side is chaos, with oddly-uniformed trainers battling against the swarms of new Pokemon. And with how protective the trainers are being of those crystals...something's going on here, and Al's gonna get to the bottom of it one way or another.]
[That 'one way or another' winds up with a Magma grunt screaming as he finds himself hanging upside down from an over-sized snare trap--it's amazing how resourceful one can be after living on a deserted island for a whole year. It doesn't take long to get the story out of him, and once the poor sap is left tied up behind some bushes Al sets out to get to work. These assholes aren't going to knock themselves out, after all.]
[Alphonse's Pokemon are on the prowl as well, keeping within earshot of their trainer as they also help to fight the invasion. Grunts may be finding their Pokeballs suddenly vanishing thanks to a mischevious Liepard, or a Quilava and Luxray pair jumping them from the bushes. And a Pidgeot sails the skies, occasionally divebombing into a battle to help those fighting the interlopers.]