From: Time Lady <sailrgal@my-deja.com> Subject: Re: [PW!] [LEAGUE] Proving Grounds (ATTN: Time Lady) Date: Friday, January 28, 2000 11:17 AM In article <86qkod$22g$1@nnrp1.deja.com>, Karnivax <karnivax@my-deja.com> wrote: > This is just kind of an intro so as not to leave Time Lady hanging... > ^^; > <snip> > When the call finally came about an hour later over the P.A. > system, Kyle tossed down the six Pokéballs he had attached to his > belt. "All right, final team check," he noted. Ares, Daggoth, Espio, > Grendel, Leviathan, and Thanatos materialized before him. > > Kyle approached the Aerodactyl first. "Grendel, I know it's been > weeks since you've seen daylight, but you're going out first in this > next battle. I promise." He petted the stone avian on the head. > Grendel, who had virtually no concept of time, licked Kyle's face. > > Next Kyle walked over to Ares. The massive Machamp lowered his > sunglasses, raised the People's Eyebrow, and crossed all of his > arms. "Ma champ, champ, ma champ!" he arrogantly exclaimed. Noticing > Kyle's blank stare, Ares walked over to Leviathan, swiped the > Dragonite's language translator, and bellowed, "Ares's next opponent is > gettin' a free stay at the Smackdown Hotel! Ya can't miss it! It's on > the corner of Jabroni Drive and People's Machamp Boulevard!" Going for > as many catch phrases as possible, Ares continued, "They'll also be > receivin' a complimentary dinner at the Roo...dy...Poo, Candy-Ass Café, > if ya smell-la-la-la-la what Ares is cookin'! Ares is gonna serve 'em > up an Ares-burger with some extra-special Ares sauce!" > > Kyle bereaved Ares of the translator and returned it to > Leviathan. Ares muttered a few expletives in Poké-ese. > > Next Kyle approached Daggoth. "Ummm...a bunch of soldiers...from > rival Broods...have challenged you to...uh...a challenge," Kyle said, > trying to speak the Nidoking's language. > > "What?!" Daggoth boomed. "Daggoth, King of the Nido Brood, shall > vanquish all challengers! Doom to all who would threaten the hive!!!" > > _Good, that's out of the way,_ Kyle thought. He walked over to > Leviathan. > > "Jessica's not herself right now, and Seaclamp is still in Cinnabar > intensive care," Kyle nervously told the towering Dragonite. "I hope > you can live with temporarily fighting for the person who saved your > scaly hide in the first place." > > Leviathan blew icy mist from his nares. "I swear to Goddish, I > have to do everything around here," he snorted through his translator. > > Kyle approached Thanatos next. The black Gengar was playing the > Foo Fighters' "I'll Stick Around" on his ephemeral guitar. Kyle > figured that the song was portent of Thanatos's loyalty and finally > walked over to Espio. > > "I'm not ready for this," the self-deprecating white Charizard > whimpered. "I...I can't do it. After seeing what happened to > Jessica...it's clear to me that I'm totally out of my league now. I > just know I'm going to screw up..." > > "Well, Espio, you should be happy to know that I'm saving you for > last," Kyle pointed out. "You may not have to fight in this round at > all." He paused. "And even if I do have to send you out, you should > be ready to lay a whompin' on someone by then, judging by the rate at > which your personality shifts." > > Espio's head drooped. "Thanks for that vote of confidence." > > With that, Kyle recalled all of his Pokémon and headed into the > arena. > Meanwhile, Sarah Jane left her seat in the stands, followed by Shields. Cuddles, Spunky, and Pteryx remained behind with her grandparents, removing the problem of keeping them out of trouble from her mind. Kat and Miko were sitting next to them. Damian and Drake were preparing for their battle. Going over her pokemon in mind, she was glad she had taken the time to work on training a few of them. She wished there had been more time for training before the match. Biting her lower lip, she tried to decide on who would start. Shields touched her arm knowingly. He was confident she would make the right choice. She waited in the hallway for the gate to open. Slowly the door swung open. "This is it," she said to Shields. The Mr. Mime nodded. <TBC> Sorry, not a lot of writing time now. -- (o)_(o) || Time Lady, sailrgal@swbell.net _(^*^)_ || sailrgal@hotmail.com, sailrgal@my-deja.com (__ __) || Visit the Mystic Manor Homepage /_/\_\ || http://members.tripod.com/~MysticManor Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ Before you buy.