There was silence across from Elektra for a few moments before she heard a high-pitched sound of exertion and Chimchar's tail flame ignited enough to light up the area around them. There was little to see in the darkness that was only partially dispersed by the light of a few dozen pokemon, but Bellin was looking around constantly. He was undergoing a similar anxiety to all of the gym leaders, though there something slightly different about it. It appeared to be less fear and confusion and more...suspicion and anticipation. It didn't appear that he was questioning whether or not something else was going to happen next. It looked like he was completely expecting it.<br/><br/>Over the next several minutes, the police officers and staff led the civilians out of the darkened stadium. Whatever had caused the lights to go out and the dome to close, it didn't seem like there would be a quick solution for it. The visiting Gym Leaders stayed behind to ensure all of the ordinary folk exited safely, though their number wasn't many. In fact, the police force itself seemed to be pretty small inside the stadium, considering the size of the event. Fewer than any present would recall seeing when they arrived that morning, as if the rest had been called away. Eventually, as most of the spectators had filed out, the auditorium started to grow quiet, the oppressive atmosphere making one feel even more disoriented and isolated. A low buzzing sound could be faintly heard, almost like it was being imagined. For any who happened to be looking at him (being one of the few on the arena floor who had any light), Bellin looked like he was going to start throwing punches at the very next thing that posed any threat. Finally, it came.<br/><br/>In less than a second, the buzzing grew loud and mayhem began. Blinding Flash attacks rained down on the unsuspecting officers and Leaders, stinging their darkness-adjusted eyes if they dared to stay looking upward. If any dared to glance, they would see a horde of Beedrill, Ninjask, and the like in the air above them, having come seemingly from nowhere to assault their senses. On top of that, the swarm of pokemon Screeched occasionally, making it feel like numerous flashbangs were going off overhead. Amidst the chaos, there came an even more intense wave of purple light, along with arcs of purple energy that struck the ground in places.<br/><br/>It was the last occurrence that stopped Bellin from covering his ears and closing his eyes to shout out a warning to anyone close enough to actually hear him. "Cover up!" he demanded, dropping to a knee and pulling the tail of his coat up and over his head to cover himself. Anyone who failed to do so would witness the cloud of Stun Spore that released from above, enough to rain down upon everyone in the stadium. Police officers and unsuspecting Gym Leaders alike fell to the ground as the especially potent spore stole away all ability to move. The cloud of spores was as thick as fog for a few seconds, but any who managed to hide their exposed skin would be safe once it fell to the ground. Then, the Flashes and Screeches stopped. Anyone unfortunate enough to be paralyzed would sit in silence and darkness, even more vulnerable than they were before, but it wouldn't be permanent. After a moment, the arenas light came back on.<br/><br/>The Bug pokemon swarm had finally fallen still, now hovering in the air above the arena floor. All varieties of flying insects were among them, though Combees and Beedrills seemed especially prevalent, for reasons that would be quickly noticed. At the center of the horde was a Vespiquen, but no normal Vespiquen. It was significantly larger than normal, a good two or three times bigger than the average queen bee. Its gown-like abdomen extended much further, creating an almost elliptical shape before it reached the expanse of honeycombs at the bottom. Its enlarged thorax served as the base for four arms and two sets of insect wings, while its head was crowned by a star-shaped red jewel framed by two drooping antennae. A pokemon of that size would have no problem releasing the Stun Spore that had just disabled most of the threats in the room. It now waited patiently as its master stepped to the front of its head, peering over the Mega pokemon to see those down below.<br/><br/>A well-dressed young woman (http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/019/f/e/dolled_up_by_miyukiko-d5hk1x6.jpg) looked down on them all with vaguely uncertain eyes, but her expression didn't give away much else. Her hand carried what looked like a small scepter, though it was rather utilitarian: a simple metal rod with a round, translucently white stone at its tip. Pulling off his coat, Bellin clenched his fists as he looked up at her, though she hadn't noticed him. "I am sorry to inconvenience you all," the young woman said in an unusually soft, monotone voice. One would barely be able to hear it if she wasn't the only one in the room talking. "There is so much work to be done, and we must keep you here until every task has been completed. I cannot guarantee the lives of any who get in our way..."<br/><br/>She paused, her eyes unblinking, before she continued in a subdued tone. "But...we require subjects as well..." On that cue, around a dozen men in ski masks rappelled down from the ceiling, each equipped with a couple pokeballs, as well as more direct tools of submission. They made a formation around one side of the floor as they grabbed their targets: the paralyzed bodies of Misty and Brock. "Do not be afraid for them. They will resist, but we will make their dreams a reality..."