From: Cat-Gonk (gjaniMPERATOR@iinet.net.au) Subject: [PW!] Night Shade Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/04/29 Pokemon Tower, Lavender Town. The early morning mist drifted through the tall, imposing structure's open windows, the fog filling the air inside and giving the cemetary an eerie, spooky feel. A single Chaneller slept near the foot of a grave, the headstone obscured by the dawn haze. The sun shone directly into the second-top floor of the tower, illuminating the mist. Barely noticeable due to the fog, a thin stream of purple gas began to filter out of the floor around the headstone near which the unaware Channeler slept. More jets of ethereal smoke emerged from the base of the headstone, still concealed. Soon, the headstone itself was engulfed in a thick purple smog, billowing around the grey object. [PW!] Night Shade. - By Cat-Gonk. A form began to coalesce, the top flattened out, the side narrowed down to a point while exntending long, thin spines. Two smaller clouds stretched out into long, thin streaks of purple gas. Two small sparks of light shone out from the middle of the cloud, expanding into balls of glowing energy. With a flash of light, the newly-formed Haunter rose up to the ceiling, to survey its new surroundings. The blast of spectral energy had woken the Chaneller from her slumber, but she was too late to do anything. A swirling bolt of blue energy entered her body without a sound, and the old woman collapsed to the ground moments later, a horrific expression twisted onto her face. Manic cackling filled the room, as Night Shade, once-deceased member of Team Rocket, rose up through the ceiling, though the mausoleum and out into the open skies. ------ Night Shade felt different now that she had taken a new form. The disembodied hands were difficult to control, and floating in any particular direction felt a little strange, but all things considered, she felt great to be back. Especially with psionic powers and the ability to walk through walls. She'd cunningly arranged to be buried in the Pokemon Tower, where Chanellers frequently awoke the spirits of long-dead Pokemon. One such medium had attempted to awaken her, but before the binding spell could be cast to prevent her from leaving the Pokemon Tower, Night Shade put the Chaneller to sleep with her first-ever Hypnosis attack. Waiting until dawn, and she had the cover of morning mist as well as an empty Pokemon Tower, Night Shade attempted to escape from her confines in the netherworld, and suceeded. Things looked different, at least, they could have done. Night Shade's memories weren't readily accessible, sixty years in the void would have that effect on almost anyone. Lavender Town was a lot larger, more of a city than the small mountain village it was before. In the distance she could see the tops of many skyscrapers, though she seemed to recall that Saffron City had only the one during her lifetime. The world had definately changed, somehow. Settling herself down in some trees, she watched two young boys square off for a Pokemon battle. Each carried six Pokeballs, a comparative luxury compared to the old times where owning a mere two of the red and white spheres marked one to be quite wealthy indeed. Though Pokeballs had been in use for centuries, the ancient artifacts used throughout history, it seemed that the ability to manufacture them was now an ability man possessed. Maybe now they could actually catch Pokemon without so much difficulty, Night Shade recalled how she fought with a Rattata, her first catch, for almost an hour before she managed to subdue it for the Pokeballs' grasp. Which would, due to the fact that she is now a Pokemon, mark her for capture by any self-respecting trainer with a Sliph Scope. She needed a body, and she needed it now. Through the haze and fog that was her blurred and distorted memory, she remembered having a child and putting it up for adoption. The body shape wouldn't be too different, unless the child had been male, it was too hard for the Haunter to concentrate now that her mind had such a direct control over her body. At such a young age, any troublesome "soul" could be pushed out of the mind and into the immaterium. The question is, where did she leave it? Night Shade's form faded into the air as the Haunter teleported herself to Rosetta Town, the place of her eventual capture all those years ago. Not only would there be a body for her, but multitudes of highly trained Pokemon to present to Team Rocket as a homecoming gift. <TBC> (OOC: Her WG's coming in around a week, when she possesses her first victim.) -- ÇÃt-gôÑk®: NÔvê·Va£¡Às·§TârR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ¿Dº ¥õü ßè!iÈvë Ïn G¤dDì$h? ëmåÎL: catgonk@azureheights.com @¡M: CatGonk The Kitty Litter Box. http://catgonk.cjb.net/ Azure Heights Pokemon Laboratory. http://www.cs.miami.edu/~jam/azure http://azureheights.com -=|[Unknown AGNPer]|=- ------ Sig slowly shortening.