In the end, they were overwhelmed by the amount of dark-types they were left to face. Try as they might to combat them all, the pair was at a heavy disadvantage. None of their moves were effective enough to strike their enemies down. Shadow ball after shadow ball they threw, attempting to maintain their distance and heighten the possibility of victory. When the situation grew dire, they utilized their riskiest moves, Hyper Beam and Curse, to lessen the other side’s numbers. These moves were successful in removing few of the Pokémon, including those owned by the grunts, but unfortunately this plan drained the majority of their energy. Despite having a curse which sapped at their stamina, the remaining few knocked them onto the ground, rendering them immobile. A ghost-proof net was then secured over the pair, preventing them from escape.
It was over.
With heavy scorn burning in their eyes, both specters glared at their captor, watching as she gave out her final orders. Their son grimaced in her arms, unable to help but cry silently at the sight of his parents in such a state. “Now haul those two out of here. They’re going to have to be disciplined elsewhere, just so they get it through their heads that we own them now. Should they struggle, you know what to do.” Loretta grinned cruelly. “As for this little one…” She roughly stroked Greg’s head, receiving a whimper in response to her touch. “This one is going to be trained extensively so he’s ready to fight for us within a month. It’ll be grueling, but that’s just how it works…”
“YOU’LL DO NO SUCH THING!” Bendetta snarled as she and her husband were forcibly lifted to stand, unbalanced from their current weakened conditions. Scoffing at this behavior, the Team Shadow admin lifted her head towards one of the grunts. The man pulled out a rod-shaped device and switched it on, igniting it with heavy sparks. Such high-voltage electricity would bring the two to their knees once it made contact. Cruelly, the grunt smirked as he prepared to electrocute the specters. Bendetta immediately regretted what she had said, backing up against her husband to prolong what would happen to them. Sucking in her breath, the dusclops turned her head away and waited for the pain. Dusknoir also closed his eye, gripping her hand tightly. This would be the first punishment of many to come.