A/N: I've been playing Dirge of Ceberus lately and so that made me want to do this fanfiction. The Deepground of Team Rocket! God, what is wrong with me! And yet again, I DO NOT OWN POKEMON! IF I DID, I WOULD BE ETERNALLY HAPPY! And inspiration for some of the plot came from Dirge of Ceberus and that of course belongs to Square Enix. ^^

Satoshi was sleeping on a bed in a small hotel room with his trusty Pikachu laying on his stomach. The 19 year old trainer rolled over onto his side, Pikachu not stirring even as it flopped down onto the bed. The raven haired teen slowly opened his amber eyes, yawning. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked at his only remaining companion and stroked its soft yellow fur. His other friends had left some time ago. Takeshi went back to Pewter City to look after the gym and siblings when his father became sick and decided to stay there permanetly. Hikari had gone to keep entering contest, something that Haruka had did when he had left Hoenn. Kasumi returned to Cerulean by request of her sisters so that she could run their gym. Kasumi agreed eagerly, glad her sisters recognized her battling oldest friend and long time rival Shigeru was a researcher now and the two never saw each other anymore. He even left all of his other Pokemon with the exception of Pikachu with Professor Oak when he decided to go to the newest region, so it felt like he was starting his journey anew and to give his Pokemon a well deserved rest. Satoshi was glad they were happy but he couldn't help but feel lonely without them. He sighed as he got up. He took off his jacket so that he only had a black t-shirt so he could cool down. It was warm that night and the hotel room had no air conditioning.

He ran his fingers through his messy black hair. He was still tired but he didn't want to miss the night festival down below. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and splash cold water onto his face. When he was all ready to go, he slipped on his sneakers and woke up his sleeping Pokemon. It looked up at him with droopy eyes. Satoshi sighed

"You want to stay here and sleep while I go to the fesival?" Satoshi asked his electric Pikachu consideratly. He wasn't surprised that the yellow rodent was tired. They had been battling a lot of local trainers yesterday. Pikachu nodded its tiny head. The boy patted its head with his gloved hand and let it fall back asleep. Satoshi got up from the corner of the bed and walked out of the room. He locked it behind him just in case and ran downstairs to steps at a time, eager to have fun.

"Mmmm! Thi' i' 'oooo gooo'" Satoshi fawned as his mouth was stuffed with chocolate cake. He was leaning against a building enjoying a piece of cake, taking a break from everything on a stick and wasting his money on games, wasting since he hadn't won a single prize. But this heavily chocalted cake made up for it all. When he finished, he looked around for a trash can. One wasn't far away and he threw the paper plate and fork into the overstuffed bin. He scanned for more game booths to hit when he saw a ballon popping stand. He ran over to the brighly colored booth.

"Hey young man! Want to try? Five dollars earns you three darts! Pop three balloons in a row with all three darts and win a prize from the top shelf!" the man in the booth advertised cheerfully, although he had such a big grin Satoshi knew he was probably loathing his job. The boy reached into his wallet and pulled out his last five dollar bill. He handed it to the man who placed three darts onto the counter. Satoshi took aim and threw the dart at the waiting balloons. Pop! A red balloon felt the dart's point as it popped. Satoshi grabbed another aiming for a light blue one. Although he missed the blue one, he did hit a green one that was pushed up against it. Satoshi smile goofily, looking up at the top shelf; there was an adorable Eevee plush that he could probably mail to one of the girls. He took licked his lips, still tastin strong chocolate as he lined up his last dart with a yellow balloon. With precise accuracy he threw the dart, popping the balloon loudly. He shoved his fist into the air in triumph. The man brought down the Eevee from the shelf above and was about to hand it to him when a sound stopped both of them.

Screaming. It was incredibly loud, the screams of absolute terror. Satoshi looked around to try and find the sound. Everything in the festival had gone deathly quite as every single person there did the same thing, even the music had stopped. The screams got loud. Everyone's hearts stopped as the screams were follow but the sound of gunshots, a lot of them. A emmense whirling sound came from above and Satoshi stepped back and looked up to see what was about ten helicoptors, cold steel with odd red markings. Crates were attached to the bottom. Men stepped out from the helicoptor and dropped down onto the festival ground in different locations. In the hands of about a hundred or so men were an assortment of guns. Satoshi told his body to move but he couldn't move a single muscle. People began to run, fleeing the men,dressed in all white, didn't do anything, as if they were waiting for something. One of the men snapped their fingers and three enourmous crates fell down from the helicoptors.

Satoshi still couldn't move and noticed he wasn't the only one. The door to the crates began to open, and a deep growl echoed in the darkness. He could see a several dark figures in each of them. Satoshi used all of his strength to finally turn around and run. He ran out of the game area, two other people following him to escape. All three of them shuddered as they heard screams peirce the night. It chilled them to the bone. Satoshi did not what to stay there long and bolted down the trash littered pavement. Gunshots blasted again followed by heavy footsteps. There had to be countless numbers for them to be that loud running. Satoshi kept running until he saw a small group of people, three of the armed men watching them. Satoshi came to a halt, but unfortunatly he had already been seen.

"Ruuun!" sceamed an elderly women who was holding onto a little girl. One of the men turned to her and shot her in the face, her lifeless body dripping blood onto the crying little girl. With a flick of his wrist, one of the men called forth one of the beings that had been in the crates. It looked a Mightyena, only much larger and more vicious than any he had ever seen. With a snarl, it lunged at him. Satoshi turned and fled, running faster than his body was used to. The enourmous beast chased after him, barking madly. The boy spotted an alleyway and sped through it. The Mightyena did not follow him. He was almost out of the alley when he saw a small boy, no older than 6 or 7 with blonde hair, crouched down between two dumpsters. The Mightyena had not found him yet so he offered a hand to the child.

"Come on, we need to get out of here," Satoshi urged the boy as calmly as possible, as difficult as it was. When the boy shook his head, tears running down his face, Satoshi picked him up by the waist. Not liking this, the boy bit his hand and ran off out of the alleyway. Suddenly, at the other end of the alley, more men appeared along with two more Mightyena. The men, guns in hand ran down the alley, firing of gunshots. One bullet grazed his cheek but other thsn that Satoshi managed to escape the alleyway. He ended up in the town's main square. His heart almost stopped. What seemed like hundreds of bodies laid everywhere, some seemed to just lie there asleep while others were ripped to shred, most likely the work of the giant canine Pokemon. Any space not covered by the dead were soaked with crimson blood. Satoshi felt sick, like he would throw up at any moment because of this horrific sight. The boy had seen many things in his travels but nothing even compared to this. It took a moment to realize that he was still in danger and took off, doing his best to avoid the bodies. The men finally emerged from the alley to see a survivor run down one of the street. Satoshi heard explosions and gunshots in the night and he felt tears roll down his dirty cheek.

Screams still came from everywhere in the dying town. Satoshi kept running. Not sure where he was going, he just knew he needed to get away, to find someplace to hide. He heard behind him persistant scratching on the concrete and knew it was the Mightyenas' claws on the ground, but he refused to look back to see how close they were; if he did, he knew he would be dead. He heard an unusal cracking sound and had no other choice but to look back. One of the mightyena had its mouth open, long sharp teeth flashing yellow and red. Black energy was concentrating into it's mouth. It was using Shadow Ball. Satoshi pushed his body harder than he thought was possible; it felt like the muscles in his legs were going to snap. He wasn't even sure if he still breathing, he was to preoccupied with avoiding the dark energy. He spotted a side street where he could probably loose them. He hopped over a few bloodied bodies and was about to make the turn. It was too late. The Mightyena released its Shadow Ball toward the boy.

Satoshi yelled as the energy hit his body. It felt like it was burning his skin. The explosion threw his body halfway across the street, his body skidding on the cement. His head hit pretty hard and felt a trickle of blood roll down his forehead. His vision became blurry but he could see that the explosion of dark energy had caused a fire. He panted heavily, trying to move but he couldn't. Moments later, he screamed as a horrid pain exploded into his shoulder and his calf. Two of the unnatural Mightyena had begun to sink their sharp fangs into his flesh. He felt the demon's hot putrid breath on his skin, making his skin crawl. He suppressed his scream behind clenched teeth. He felt his flesh being pulled and tugged by teeth and claws, his shoulder being crushed to bits by the powerful mouths. Desperate, he sa out of the corner of his eye a large plank of wood that was probably part of an old food stand. If he could only reach it.

With his uninjured arm, he punched one of the Pokemon in the snout, causing it to momentarily release him from its grip. His hand flew to the peice of wood and with all of his might he swung it, a loud crack echoing when it made contact with the Mightyena's head. It collapsed and scared, the other one that was attacking his leg ran off before the boy could hit it. He sat up and hissed as agony spread throughout his torn body. With the support of a ruined stand, he stood up, gasping as he put on only a small hint of pressure. He knew it would be painful to stand, let alone walk but there were no other options. He heard gunshots coming from where he had been originally and closing in so, using all his energy to keep himself quiet and going, limped down the street making sure to stay in the shadows. His right arm hung loosly by his side; he was unable to move it after the Mightyena had crushed his shoulder. He found himself close to his hotel and stopped as he saw the upcoming path had been engulfed in flames. He was about to find another way out when he heard a panicked cry.

Caught under rubble from one of the destroyed buildings was a young 14 year old girl. The brunette girl looked barely alive, but Satoshi still came beside her. She looked up at him with green eyes, most of the life sucked out of them. With his good arm, he pulled the wood boards off of her legs and back, moving small rocks away. She was weak but managed to move her body.

"Thank you," she whispered to her savior weakly. He wrapped his good arm around her waist and tried to get her to stand. He stopped when a look of utter horror spread onto her pretty face. Satoshi looked over his shoulder to see five men standing there, the original white uniforms dyed red by the bloodshed. Satoshi spread his arm out in front of the girl to protect her but he was thrown to the ground next to her easily by one of the men. The girl trembled as he put his gun to her head. Without a shred of emotion in his violet eyes, he pulled the trigger. Satoshi felt the girls spilt blood splash onto his face. The young teen fell back onto the ground to lie in her own blood, dead. Satoshi knew he couldn't get away this time. The man place the barrel between his eyes. Satoshi refused to let his fear show; he would not give these people the satisfaction. As his finger was about to touch the trigger, a voice from behind the men came.

"You idiots. I told you to make sure some were still alive." The men froze at the female voice and Satoshi looked to see a tall thin woman dressed in white with what seemed like a lab coat. She was deathly pale with long jet black hair. What scared Satoshi was her eyes; heartless, cold crimson eyes. The man put away his gun and all of them bowed deeply. She put up a hand to cease them. She looked down at Satoshi with emotionless eyes. Satoshi became scared as she bent down in front of him. She held his face in her cold hand, examining his features. He attempted to ove away from her but her firm grasp wouldn't let him. She gave a dark smile that made him uneasy.

"Well, he'll have to do, since I haven't found anyone alive still. Next time don't release those Mightyena until we have enough," she said calmly standing up, whacking one of the men in the head with her fist. She motioned her hand and her men nodded their head. Satoshi skooted back but the men turned to him. It felt like his head was splitting open when the tallest of the men hit his head with the butt of the gun. His vision darkened and the last thing he saw was that woman's cruel heartless eyes and the orange flames before he blacked out completly.

A/N: Mwahaha! As you can probably tell, this is part is heavily based off the beginning of Dirge of Ceberus. Wow this is bloody. I feel so bad. Well, tell me what you think and I hope I can get the next chapter done soon.