From: jon underscore f at sailormoon.com (jonf911@aol.comSailorV) Subject: Re: [PW!] The Not-so-Great Chase Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/06/26 >(I'm not sure if Zeph's still in the group, so I left him out of the >fwding. Same with Jen. Sorry, keeping up with e-mail has been a real >bitch recently due to Hotmail's sudden surge of spam) > >Meeh! Meeh meeh Sun, 18 Jun 2000 20:53:53 -0500, caheeh meeh meeh Time >Lady <sailrgal@swbell.net> meeh caheeh! > >>"HAW HAW HAUNTER!" said the ghost who appeared, its disembodied hands holding >>Pteryx aloft. Suddenly, it took off again. >> >>"Do you know that haunter?" asked Damien. >> >>"It was my mother's haunter," replied Sarah Jane. "Since my mother died, it's just >>been haunting the place." >> >>"It's making off with Pteryx agaiin! Spook, go after it, but don't hurt the baby!" >>ordered Damian. > >Night Shade looked up from the cover of a dormitory's shadow, and >remembered another ability Ghost Pokemon possessed, transperancy. >Holding one of her disembodied hands infront of her eyes, she focused >her thoughts upon it, and saw it fade from sight with an ease that >suprised her. Rather than remaining hidden, she drifted out into the >open, her ethereal body fading away as she did so. > >She felt sluggish, her vision and thoughts seemed blurred due to the >levels of concentration needed to maintain invisibility. The other >Ghost Pokemon on the reserves shouldn't bother her as long as she kept >to herself, it was highly likely that these trained Pokemon had the >same insticts as their wild counterparts for realising potential >threats. > >A passing student taking manual inventory on the University's Pokemon >population, had checked Night Shade's "level" with his Pokedex, and >registered her as an L72 Wild Pokemon. Her lack of Pokeball-and-chain >maring her as an untamed Pokemon, but she should be able to pass >herself off as a released trained Pokemon, wild Haunter simply didn't >have such high power ratings. > >Thinking to herself, Night Shade wondered how her power level had >climbed so high. The majority of it was likely to be from the spirit >of her Kadabra, also the source of her abilities. > >The seemingly insignificant chase unfolding infront of her might prove >to be the source of her next goal, a body, and a Pokemon. In the >distance, a small blonde-haired girl was running over to the group >pursuing the Haunter making off with an infant Aerodactyl. Without any >form of telepathy or psychic talents, Night Shade could tell that she >was an outsider, and wouldn't be too hard to draw away from the rest >of the group. > >Drifting forwards, Night Shade briefly considered attacking the other >Haunter, but instead floated on past. The girl was by herself, save >for a boy on his way to the target ranges, Night Shade could attack >her, possess her and roam about the University without anyone >noticing. She wasn't running particularly quickly, or stylishly for >that matter, appearing to be somewhat of an airhead. > >"Even better", thought Night Shade, "nothing in there to stop me from >getting in." > >------ > >Kirsty could see her friends chasing after the now-airborne Pteryx, >and ran towards them. Despite her lack of Pokemon knowledge, she was >smart enough to realise that something was wrong. > >Jon, on his way to the target ranges, was almost bowled over by Kirsty >as she rushed forwards. Before he could ask what was happening, he saw >the small, distant figure of a baby Aerodactyl, and realised what was >wrong. The target ranges could wait, he thought, his friends needed >his assistance. > >------ > >Night Shade swore to herself as she realised there was another person >nearby, and prepared for her first real battle as a Haunter. Jon called back his Ninetales on the run, and instead signaled for Jolteon to come ahead. Jogging to a point where he was making slow progress on Kirsty, he pushed buttons in his Pokedex, switching up some Pokeballs. The switching done, Jon resumed the near-sprint as he threw two more Pokeballs. "Here we go! Alakazam! I choose you, Butterfree!" The combined quartet of human and Pokemon now left Kirsty in the dust, giving her a wave as they went by. The pack turned a corner in a small, dense grove. Jon could see the others ahead, but it took effort to reach them. When he finally arrived, Jon could see that Spook had the Haunter more or less stopped from going anywhere beyond the small clearing they were in. Jon joined the other two trainers. "What's the plan here, guys?" Jon asked, smiling. Damian looked at him over his shoulder. "Oh, it's you, Jon. I thought Kirsty was right behind us..." Jon shook his head. "No, I passed her a while back. She should be here soon..."