The ride in the back of the truck is cramped, musty and dark. Unfortunately, things will probably get worse before getting any better. POW's aren't treated with respect in most circumstances but it is all but guaranteed when in it comes to being one under pokémon supervision. As you contemplate your fate, the truck comes to a stop. The doors containing you open and you're greeted by rifles pointed at you. A stern looking lucario steps forward and shouts orders

Kara: All of you, out and on your knees! No sudden moves unless you want to get shot!

As you and the other POWs exit the truck, you're all formed into a crowd and forced onto your knees. A large crowd of Pokémon soldiers gather and Kara speaks to them

Kara: These prisoners are enemies of all Pokémon...no need to treat them with any regard.

They perk up the more she speaks. The longer she goes on, the more the crowd seems excited. Hushed, excited whispers amongst the pokémon causes your skin to crawl. As Kara finishes her speech, she scans the crowd and turns her attention back to the group of POWs. Her eyes search until they align with yours. A smirk comes over her face before roughly pulling you from the crowd. Guns trained on the POWs dissuade them from coming to your aid. Kara tosses you down on the ground in front of the Pokémon Soldiers

Kara: We're the masters now. Who's first? Who wants to put this prisoner in their place?