He gritted his teeth. Things had not gone to plan. Rocket, Aqua, and Magma had all failed miserably due to infighting between Aqua and Magma, causing his own agents to have to interfere. Groudon and Kyogre were days late, and many grunts had deserted. Now, with numbers low and morale lower, Groudon and Kyogre finally showed here, for their recently instated peace meetings. No, things had not gone to plan, not at all.

Flare and Plasma were currently setting up the Shadowing procedure, albeit slowly. Team Galactic's remaining men were guarding the area, "guarding" used roughly. His men had caught many Team Galactic grunts slacking off, some with the nerve to sleep. Sleeping on the job! Many of those had been thrown out of the operation, to be taken care of at a later date. Now, his own men had worked with Flare and Plasma in order to finish the mechanism on time. Groudon and Kyogre were approaching fast, and all teams were working on the mechanism, bar Rocket, and they would only just finish it on time.

The working plan now was to Shadow Kyogre first, using only just below the amount of electricity needed to stop its heart, then use Kyogre against Groudon. That was where the distraction came in. And by distraction, he meant several hundred pounds of explosives that would serve to injure Groudon enough to slow it down before it could be captured. Now, that plan would be put into motion as Patron of Earth and Guardian of Sea approached.

Later that afternoon, the electric shockers had been set undersea, and the explosive charges had been primed and armed. A grunt approached him with a tablet wirelessly connected to a radar dish, clearly having run for a distance. The grunt stood and handed him the tablet. "Your request, sir."

He waved the grunt off and studied the radar screen. This wasn't good. The Legendaries had sped up, and there was little time to check the charges. No matter. All the weapons were on-site and working, so now- what? They were already there? How? He pulled out a walkie-talkie and yelled into it. "Detonate both charges! Now!" He felt the explosives go off, causing a minor earthquake. Even louder was Kyogre's roar of pain, and Groudon's roar of outrage. Next came the rat-a-tat of automatic weapons, causing Groudon's cries turn to pain. Within a minute, the secondary charges blew, making the cry of Groudon grow ever louder.

Meanwhile, the Guardian of the Sea was being shocked within an inch of its life. Galactic special operatives in rubber-coated scuba suits added extra electrical power and implanted the control node in the spinal cord, just below the brain. In the past few years, it had been perfected so that it could better control more powerful Pokemon.

Kyogre gave one last, desperate cry before it fell silent. The great legendary closed its eyes for sixty-two seconds exactly. Most agents who had been near it started swimming away. Kyogre opened its eyes and stared at the tower where he stood. Its eyes were the red of blood, and soon its body shed its blue scales in favor of black. It looked around, and saw its brother Groudon. One thought crossed its mind. Kill.

The criminal teams allowed Kyogre to beat the life out of its brother until it was about to die. Then, they simply started using circular saws and hacksaws to rip off parts of its armor. The pain was too much for the Legendary, and it fell, barely alive. Again, specialists swarmed over it and injected the control node below the brain. A cloud of black smoke that snaked tendrils ever outward formed around the fallen legend, and when it cleared, it left a red-eyed and black monster, powered by pure shadow, as oxymoronic as that sounds.

He could not help himself and laughed aloud, and kept laughing. He was insane, and he knew it, and he was proud. Now the only thing left was to defeat the escaped project, and world domination was a step away. Es Cade would rule the world, and he would kill anyone or anything that got in his way. No exceptions, all death. He laughed once again.