Lune - Halifax
For Arc Event IV, Act 1 - Lost In Time
The name on the security badge haunted Heinrich, ghost pun not inteded. The more he thought about it, the harder it was to return to using Heinrich.
To being Heinrich.
It was starting to become painstakingly clear that the Spiritomb wasn't who he thought he was. Instead of Heinrich Gideon, he was this... Halifax person. A Haxorus with two weird as hell dogs and past as a sniper in the military - at least according to Heinrich's current knowledge.
It didn't make any sense, but at the same time, it felt like puzzle pieces were steadily locking into their places.
He needed to know more, needed to know who this Halifax person was so he could know who he was. Thus, Heinrich had gone to his room to rummage through his - or what he assumed to be his - personal belongings in hopes that they would give him some answers.
Well, he did find an answer. Just one he didn't know he even was looking for.
An old newspaper clipping spoke of series of gas explosions that had torn a good chunk of Goldenrod apart decades ago. Whole city blocks were leveled and the estimated number of victims was high enough to make his blood run cold.
Or rather, it should've been.
If he had heard such a news back in the break room of his police station, he would've poured his coffee down the drain. As he read over the article, however, he didn't find himself thinking of all the lives that had been lost. Instead, there was only one life in his mind - and that was his own.
He barely noticed his fingers tracing the birth mark on the right side of his face; tracing the scar the explosion had left behind after it had torn away a piece of his tusk and charred his armor.
But he had survived.
All those people had bit the dust, but no him.
Oh, not him.
The world would need to try a little bit harder to take Halifax out of the game.
look who's being a good detective and actually doing some background searches, geez
Spiritomb / Pokémon (c) Nintendo
Halifax, art (c) me