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Basalt Halls Collab: Band on the Run Part 6 FINAL

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PREVIOUS: Basalt Halls Collab: Band On The Run Part 5 || Back to the Beginning

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It was when they had entered the locked room Violet could tell that something was not quite right.  Unlike the other rooms, things seemed unnaturally still, almost like there was no air movement at all. The ground was littered with several flags planted like trees, all bearing the same insignia: a whiscash with a crown.

 

The others looked around the room, being on the alert for anything unusual or unexpected. Emily eyed one of the flags, "Someone seems to have a very high opinion of themselves, don't they?"

 

"Yeah," Rozz approached one of them and stretched out the cloth to get a better look at it. "I guess this is that Wussy guy the guilds were talking about?"

 

"It would seem so..." Emily tried to say, when all of the sudden it seemed that the floor beneath everyone gave away, as a trap was sprung. They fell through what looked to be a hole that was at least seven feet deep. As they looked up they could see silhouettes obscure the opening, peering down at them.

 

A voice rang out above them, "Well, seems that our guests have finally decided to stumble in!"

 

Nick growled, "Yer gonna regret dat."  he scrambled upwards, trying desperately to climb the pit. The barboaches began to pelt him with a barrage of mud slaps to knock him back down.

 

In response, McCartney unleashed a dragon pulse on the attacker, knocking it back. "Nick, you can fly right?"

 

Nick snapped, "Oi canny jist fly aboyt loike a fairy, oi nade sum lift ter git me started!"

 

"Well then," Rozz asked the group "Any other ideas?" 

 

Emily crawled over to him, "Then let's give you the boost you need." She grabbed him by the shoulders, and with a look of deep concentration on her face, she hurled him upwards with a return attack.  As the delibird flew upward, a great pressure pushed her down, causing her peg leg snap in two, she toppled over instantly.

 

Nick flew above the pit and saw that there was at least eight barboach over the pit. Unlike before these ones were armed for battle like proper soldiers, many of them holding what looked like plungers. Doing a barrel roll, he rammed into the closest on he could, and used thief, subtly pulling a rope the goon had tied to its armour.  He then shouted, "Look out below!" and threw it into the pit.

 

As the sound of a battle raged above them Lennon muttered,  "Well, now there's a little more room..." he reached up and dug his claws into the wall of the pit, McCartney following suit. Standing on their hind legs, heads and necks outstretched they formed a makeshift incline upward. "Can you guys climb out if we did this?"

 

Violet almost jumped onto their backs and frantically began to try climbing out, only to be given trouble by another guard trying to knock her off the zweilous with water gun.  The kirlia then felt two people  brush past her, as Rozz and Hetterich ran up, dodged a few mud bombs, and began to try and clear the way.  Hetterich jump kicking one in the face with a calm expression, with punching one of the goons with frustration. "Take that, you jerks!"

 

Violet pulled lightly on Lennon's hair and finally managed to force herself up, her hands crackling with electricity as she tried to hit one of the guards with thunderbolt. The zweilous then turned to see what had happened to the researchers, only to find a fresh hole dug into the pit's wall, and the other half of Emily's peg leg left where it fell.  "Huh, what's going on here?" McCartney asked, confused by the appearance of the new hole.

 

Fritz poked his head through the hole's entrance,  same blank expression on his face now covered in mud, "If you would follow me."

 

The zweilous dropped to all fours and did as Fritz told them, "uh, okay."  The tunnel was snug as expected, but eventually they found that the dug hole led back up to the surface, with a hunched over Emily throwing seed bombs as a distraction.

 

With everyone out of the pit, it seemed that the battle was truly on - Nick fighting as hard as he could, with Violet silently blasting electricity from behind his back.  Emily was moving at a crawl, blasting shouts with her hyper voice to avoid being cornered, and Fritz circle throwing anything that dared to get too close to her.

 

Rozz waggled her finger at a group of barboach, firing a blast of water that left them soaking wet. "Well then, so much for your ground type eh?"

 

Just as the fighting seemed to reach it's peak, a voice rang out from behind the final archway, "STOP!" This caused all the guards to stop in place like statues. The teams also halted and looked in the direction of the voice.

 

The floor seemed to shake as the voice boomed, "Let the intruders enter!"

 

One of the guards shouted, "But, m'lord?"

 

The voice seemed to get even louder, "ARE YOU QUESTIONING MY COMMAND?"

 

The closest barboach turned to Rozz with a look of loathing, "You heard him, Lord Wussy requests an audience."

 

Rozz looked puzzled, "Uh, well, thanks. I feel honoured, I suppose." She turned to the others, "Be right back, guys."

 

The barboach hung its head in disgust, "With all of you, dumb-dumb."

 

Rozz stuck out her tongue at the guard, then waved over the rest of the group. They followed her the best they could,  Emily leaning on Fritz so she could still stand. All the while Hetterich began shaking himself frantically trying to get himself clean.

 

The room they passed into was a stark contrast to the rest - it was filled with bright light from the many torches on the walls,  and the ceiling seemed to keep going further and further up.  In the distance there was another large door not unlike the one they had entered days ago. In front of the door there was a large retinue of barboaches, all huddled around a large wagon, which held a very bored looking whiscash wearing a crown.

 

The fish noticed the teams' arrivals, and slammed one of his whiskers on the floor with a loud thud, causing all in attendance to stand at attention.  The thing said in its deep voice, "Approach us."

 

After sharing a few glances with each other, the group shuffled forward warily. "Big smiles everyone, we nade ter try an' make a gran' first impression," Nick muttered to everyone through a pasted-on grin.

 

Violet looked around a while, noticing that most looked like they were willing to kill. She said, "Let’s just hope that most these fish aren’t holding a grudge."



"Yeah," Rozz replied, forcing a smile on her face as they got closer to the guards and their leader.

 

Just before they reached the crowd, one of the barboaches slinked forward.  It was Peter, still having that dazed look in his eyes.  He attempted to make himself look taller and shouted, "Presenting his grace, King Wussy Whiskey Montgeomery Mudsuckery Sedimus Munge IV." His leader then looked expectantly at the teams.

 

Violet stepped forward, pulling down her hood and gave a slight bow, "Hello your grace."  She placed her hands behind her back and tried her best to remain calm.  "I hope you heard we were going to show up?"

 

The whiscash eyed the kirlia for a moment, "Peter mentioned you and your companion, but I wasn't expecting more.” His eyes narrowed when they reached Emily, “Also that you all would insult me by showing up in such a shabby state."

 

Lennon and McCartney quickly shook themselves clean and said, "Sorry 'bout that. Just got in a scuffle is all." Everyone else dusted themselves off while the king's attention was on the zweilous.

 

The whiscash leaned forward and grumbled, "Well then, would you please tell me what you and your 'Guilds' are doing in my realm.” It turned to its followers, “I shall not suffer invaders in the lands of my forefathers."

 

Nick ran as close as he could and shouted, "We are not invaders!  Our people came into these caves ter pave a way for al' ter pass through ter de lands on de other side. It wus yer deadly bunch av worms dat decided ter reef us first!"  Many of the barbaroches rushed forward to block the delibird.

 

Wussy's eyes darkened, "I am not a worm."

 

"Whoa hold up you guys," The zweilous stepped forward, "Look, we just want to make a passage to Geoda or some other. I'm sure our leaders can find you a much better home than this place."

 

Wussy turned to them, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, the Munge family has owned these caves for generations.  Every so often another group representing industry appears to take our land, and each time we have given them the same answer, we are not interested."

 

A barboach with a black eye poked its head out of the crowd shouting, "Exactly, his Lordship will never give his land over!"

 

Nick turned towards the one who spoke up, "Wait..., don't I nu yer?"

 

The barboach tried to shrink back into the crowd, "I don't know what you mean, sir..."


Nick gave a sly grin, "Yer were dat wan dat intended ter cause a cave in on de entire camp roi? How's the eye treating ya?"

 

Wussy’s whiskers began to move about side to side, "What is he talking about Reginald?"

 

 The one called Reginald gulped, "Well, you told us to defend your land with everything we had...."

 

The whiskers moved much faster now, showing the king's annoyance. He said, "So you thought the best way was to cut off one of our borders and kill several innocents in the process?" He then turned towards Violet and Nick, "Is there anything else I should be made aware of?"

 

Fritz nudged Rozz so that Emily could lean on her, and stepped forward eyeing the crowd, noticing a familiar portly figure further back. "Your huskier compatriot decided that he should be able to have his way with my master; against her will might I add."

 

The whiskers were at a great tempo now, "Is that so.....?"

 

Violet could sense the hostility coming from the king.  She raised her hand and said, "There was also this one guy who said he would eat us if we lost a fight to him."

 

Lennon and McCartney nodded, "Yup, he did say that."

 

 The whiskers stopped, and Wussy turned the wagon towards his men.  He whispered, "Gentlemen, tell me when you have all gone stark raving mad!"  The king's sudden transition from a low hushed voice to raging shouts seemed to shake the very room, "You were all supposed to be knights in service of me and my family, not a group of degenerate bandits!"

 

Reginald whined, "But sir, you gave us leave to defend while you spend most of your time here.  We are just following your orders!"

 

 He grabbed the barboach by his throat, "Did you ever even ask what their companions were doing here!?"

 

 "Well...No but they were carrying a lot of tools and had great numbers...." The guard managed to wheeze.

 

Wussy tossed Reginald aside with as much force as he could, sending him flying across the room.  After a while he turned back to everyone, "It seems there has been a great misunderstanding between us."

 

Nick nodded placing the end of his wing on Violet’s shoulder, "Luk yisser lordship, Violet ‘ere an' oi represent sum pokemon who jist want ter 'av a polite conversashun witcha aboyt dis 'ames. Wud yer be at laest wilin' ter listen ter waaat they 'av ter say?" Hey eyed all the barboach,  "They at laest 'ill be a bit more 'onest witcha than dis lot."

 

The whiscash remained silent for a moment, deep in thought.  It let out a frustrated sigh, "In light of recent evidence, I shall hold off on all hostilities between our peoples, until such a time that we may converse with the leaders of your guild. I shall visit them in time."  The barboaches all gave despondent looks when he then said, "Before then my knights, I am going to have to make sure you all show penance for your misdeeds."

 

With that Nick gave a bow, "Well den sir, if you'll jist let us through, we'll git oyt av yisser way."

 

Wussy spat out a large golden key and edged his way towards the large exit door.  With but a turn the rumblings of a great mechanism could be heard, and the light of day could be seen as the great exit swung open.

 

"Well then, that was easy" Rozz remarked as she started to push her way through the worried looking barboaches.  As the group finally made their way to the huge exit, she turned to see that Wussy's whiskers were moving to grab the closest guard he could find.

 

"Wh-what are you doing, Master??" the guard exclaimed, startled from being picked up.

She turned away, hearing the sound not unlike a vine whip, causing the guard to cry out.

 

A bead of sweat ran down the clefairy's face, "Umm...I won't ask."

 

 "Sounds like someone's having a bit of a tantrum," Lennon replied out of earshot of Wussy.

 

Nick shrugged, "Well yer man is wan av dohs nobility types, they can be juicy fierce quare."

 

Emily and Hetterich both shouted out, "Excuse me?"

 

The delibird let out a roaring laugh, running out into the sunlight.

 

McCartney laughed, "Well guys, let's get going. Don't want to keep the other guilds waiting right?"


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Outside the group found themselves in a vast desert, nothing but sand dunes as far as the eye could see.  The warm air hit hard, and the only foreseeable feature was a path made out of stones sticking out in the distance. The delibird shuddered, "’hey didn't say it wud be dis 'ot!"

 

 

"I'll say!" Lennon ruffled his fur. "We should find th' meeting point or something."

 

Meanwhile, at the back of the group, Fritz was busy doting over Emily. As he dusted off her lab coat, he asked, "Doctor, are you sure your okay? Do you need anything?"

 

Emily growled with annoyance, "I'm fine, I'm not completely helpless you know?"

 

Fritz began to sort out her hair, "But with the loss of your peg leg the path ahead shall be quite treacherous!"

 

She pushed him aside, "I'm sure I shall manage quite well." She managed to hop five steps before falling face first in the sand.

 

"Need a little help, lass?" McCartney and Lennon ran over to Emily's side. They smiled, "We don't mind offerin' a lift."

 

She did her best to climb on, "Thank you." She turned to Hetterich, "Excuse me sir, do you happen to know the way to the meeting point?"

 

Hetterich stopped in the middle of preening himself, "It is a few miles along the path.  Geoda is another day beyond that. Follow me!" He then strutted forward with as much authority as he could muster. Everyone set off behind him.

 

Eventually, the group reached a clearing - a rocky slope led downward into another village of tents. As they began to weave in and out amongst the tents, a quilava in a lab coat passed them waving at the explorers. Rozz took notice and waved back, as did McCartney and Lennon. As they passed they shared glances and smiled to each other.

 

In the distance a large white tent could be seen in the distance.  Upon entering it they saw a hawlucha, a disgruntled looking pancham, and a reuniclus standing around another map. The reuniclus, named Chelle, looked at the others, "Excuse me, but it seems that this conversation is no longer private."

 

The pancham grunted, lighting the leaf she had in her mouth, "Whoever it is, get in here!"  In a hasty response, the teams and Hetterich shuffled into the tent as ordered.

 

The pancham took one look at Hetterich and sighed, "Oh good, it's you."

 

Hetterich stuck his nose out, "Always a pleasure Kara."

 

Kara then turned to Violet and Nick and said almost sarcastically, "Well it seems that you two managed to get him here in one piece, good for you."  She then walked over and dragged the two aside, "I take it your meeting went well?"

 

 Violet smiled, "The king is willing to meet with you guys whenever you're ready.  He said to send word when you want  to talk business."

 

Kara's grim demeanour lightened, "That's exactly what I wanted to hear."

 

Meanwhile Team Quarry approached the hawlucha, "Hey Gavina! We made it through the dungeon, safe and sound!"

 

Gavina beamed, "Good! I hope you guys made the caves safe for passage?"

 

Rozz replied, "Yeah, I think we disarmed all, if not most of the traps we found."

 

"We even helped the construction crew, thanks to a repel some friends of ours made!" McCartney nodded over to Emily and Fritz.

 

Gavina clapped her clawed wings together, "Excellent!" She then sat down in a nearby chair, "Feel free to relax and take a breather now. You deserve it." The explorers smiled, and pulled up a couple chairs to join her.

 

 Chelle motioned for Emily and Fritz to approach her and gave a troubled look, "Well, it seems that you two have gained a little wear and tear along the way.  How went your research?"

 

Emily snapped her fingers, having Fritz let her go so she can hop towards the table. The pancham unfastened the journal on his back and quickly swiped away what mud he could.  He said, "We have a compendium of notes on each room we visited."

 

Chelle nodded, "Good! we shall have to gather everyone to compare notes later. Anything else I should know?"

 

Emily gave a big grin, "We have managed to invent a new non-lethal way to keep hostile pokemon away from experiments on the local flora. It's also in the notes."

 

Chelle shook hands with Emily, "Then it seems you have managed to make your journey in the dungeon a successful one. Why don't you two go and rest before the researchers gather, you two look like you could use a rest." 

 

The groups all left the tent and stood there for a moment.  Eventually Nick began to rifle through his tail bag and pulled out two small painted cards with words written on them.  "Well guys, it wus deadly ter travel witcha.  If yisser ever back in Andalusst, yer can luk us up 'ere."  He handed one to Rozz and one to Fritz,  "Vi and I work there"

 

Violet smiled, "Aww Nick, that's was nice of you."


Emily sniffled, "Well it has certainly been fun, hopefully you'll all join us at our lab for tea."

 

Fritz took off his hat and did a low bow, "It has truly been an honour."

 

"Pleasure to meet you all!" Lennon and McCartney smiled warmly.

 

 Rozz tucked the card away in the bag she was carrying, "Thanks, I'll be sure to look for you guys if we need anything." As she looked into her bag, she realized she was holding onto some of the items they found in the dungeon. "Oh yeah, we should hand these over eh?"

 

Violet furrowed her brow and eventually found the way to where the supplies went.  Gathering the spoolstone, fleshcap and meatroot in the flaps of her hood, she hurried over and dropped them off in their respective piles under a tent.


All of the sudden, Nick noticed that one of the tents had been turned into a makeshift bar.  He let out a roaring laugh, "Say nigh! 'ow about before we al' part ways everyone cum join us for a draink?"

 

Rozz almost jumped, "Sounds good to me!"

 

With that, the three teams, drawn closer together by what they experienced, went to enjoy a drink amongst new friends.

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Final part!
Sorry if it's a bit of a long read. I had some good fun working on this collab though!

Wussy is not impressed.

Also a certain quilava makes a cameo! (who belongs to byona)

Collab w/ Count-of-Dublin
The Teams:

Team Quarry
The Lionhearts
Mad Science!

The Dungeon: pmdunity.org/dungeon/view/2/12…


Also if there's any mistakes here, please let us know!
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