Subject: Re: [PW!] Breeder's Bane Date: Mon, 22 Jul 2002 01:37:23 GMT From: "Amber Foxwing" <silverborne22@hotmail.com> Organization: Cox Communications Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon (I apologize if I already sent this but it's not showing up on my screen!) > (OOC: Do you have an affinity for poles? ;P j/k) (Nah, the Rockets just had a cage shortage this week) (Lol) <snip> (Yipe) (You bet. It's all done and sent, all 25 or so of them...^_^ I get bored, you see.) > to [insert correct game title here---Marvel vs Capcom?]! I'd know it any > where!" (Could have just said 'that game from last night') (That's thing: I didn't know if it WAS the 'game from last night'.) <Snipped> > [insert battle music here] (They have good Pokemon battle music?) (Depends. Maybe the third challenger has a flute.) <Snipped again> Weezing reeled it's heads back, eyes glued to Rivet. It let loose with the Hyper Beam and ... (Heh heh, a cliffhanger. Done cause I don't know how to write ego and it's really late.) (Also, guess James decided to upgrade his Weezing. Suddenly, out of nowhere I remembered an episode where Jessie made a crack about James not teaching his Weezing Hyper Beam. Guess he did eventually.) (Hmmm...cool!) ...Rivet was slammed into the wall. Lucky for him he was wearing a helmet; his skull wasn't pulverized by the walls. Jason cried out, uncertain if he was dead or not. He checked him, relieved that he was alive, but not that happiest that two of his friends had been knocked out. "Ok! Squirt, go!" Solo shouted. "No need to shout, doofus!" Squirt replied, jumping off of Solo's shoulder. "See if you can do anything about that smog!" Squirt shot a water gun into the smog as an experiment. A little bit disipated as the clean water met up with the smoke and vaporized it. "Right, do that to as much smoke as you can!" Squirt did as he was told, though his grumbles could still be heard through the water gun. Soon the smoke had disappeared. "Now Clamp Weezing!" The Shellder (ooc: can it learn Clamp as a Shellder?) jumped into the air and clamped onto the joint where the two toxic heads joined. The heads cried out in pain and tried to shoot sludge at him, but he was latched on tightly. Soon the lightweight toxic pokemon sank to the ground, unconcious. "Good job Squirt! Let go now!" Squirt yanked itself off of Weezing and spat. "That thing tastes NASTY!" "Well it's over. You'll get a treat back at Bob's house---I'll make sure of it!" Bob's voice could be heard from the room at the bottom of the stairwell. "Somebody? Anybody?" "We're coming!" Amber shouted. They raced down and met the final challenger. "So you've made it through those two stupids," said a relatively young, boyish voice. "Yes," Amber replied, confidant since the stairwell was dark enough to hide her appearance. "They aren't exactly the strongest, you know." "Mm. I know well enough. We were enemies for many years," the boy replied. "Enemies?" "That's right. But now it's my turn to battle you. Prepare for a four-on-four battle!" Swiftly Amber counted her pokemon on her claws. If she battled as well, it'd be fine. "Right! Send out your pokemon!" "Go! Noctowl!" An owl pokemon burst forth from the ball. Its glowing red eyes marked where it was. "Go, Pocco!" "Pi-ka!" her Pikachu shouted. The little rodent jumped into the arena. "A Pikachu huh?" the boy said, sounding thoughtful. "Very interesting." "Pocco, latch onto Noctowl and give it a shock!" "Noctowl, make sure it doesn't! Fly away!" Pocco raced forward and jumped, gripping its leg before it could fly away. The boy grunted at this. "Ok, Pocco! Thunderjolt!" "Pika!" it said in confirmation. "Pikachu!!!!" Sparks flew from the electric mouse's cheeks, electrocuting the owl. The owl made a faint sound and fell to the ground. "No...Noctowl!" the boy cried, returning his Pokemon. "It's ok, buddy," he said to the Pokeball. "You did great." He then took out another Pokeball. "Go, Totodile!" A hyper-active little crocodile pokemon danced around the Pikachu. "Toto toto todile!" the blue crocodile said, sounding a lot like Donald Golduck. "Pocco, thundershock it!" "Totodile, water gun!" Totodile sprayed forth a torrent of water, surprising both Amber and Pocco. Pocco followed her trainers orders. "Pika!" it said through a mouthful of water. "Chu!" Electricity latched onto both the Pinkan Pikachu, the water gun, and Totodile. The water stopped as Totodile stepped back, woozy. Pocco, however, was knocked out. "Oh, no! Pocco! I'm sorry..." She raced forward and picked up her Pikachu. "Alright then, Cyan! You're up! Peck!" The Natu sped down from the ceiling and dove beak-first into Totodile. The Totodile sprayed water at her and fainted. She tried to get airborne, but her wings were sopping wet. "Great job, Cyan!" "It's ok, Totodile," the boy sighed, returning the fainted pokemon. The boy seemed sad for some reason. "Go, Cyndaquil!" The ant-eater like Pokemon squealed its name and took a deep breath. "Quillll!" it cried, the fire starting on its back. "Hey, that looks like Blazer!" Amber remarked. "I wonder how he has TWO Johto starters? No matter, get it, Cyan!" Her Natu confirmed the order mentally and shot a Psybeam at it. The Cyndaquil dodged. "Flamethrower!" The Cyndaquil blew flames all over Cyan. It hurt her a little, but the water was dry and she could fly now. She immediately took to the air and squawked. "Try another Peck!" Cyan reached as far as she could in the lofty staircase tunnel and dived down, gathering speed. She slammed beak first... ... into the ground. Dazed, she fainted. "Good job, Cyan. Take a rest. You deserve it. Hmm...we'll fight fire with fire! Go Darkfang!" "Already on it," he replied in short barks. "Wow. A houndour," the boy remarked. "And it talks." "Cynda! Quilll..." "I know, Cyndaquil. But it's ok. You can do this!" Amber noted that this boy seemed much nicer to his Pokemon than the previous two. She made a note to talk to him once the battle was over. "Ok, Fang! Bite it!" Fang dashed forward and sank his teeth in Cyndaquil's leg. "Don't take that, Cyndaquil! Flamethrower!" The Cyndaquil shot flames from its mouth at Fang who in return bit down harder. The attacks kept up until both fell over senseless. "Fang, it's ok! That was wonderful!" "Thanks, Amber," Fang replied weakly. "Ok, Pikachu. It's your turn." "Pika!" A pikachu stepped out from behind the boy and sadly took its place in front. "Pikapi, pika pi pikachu, pika..." the Pikachu said quietly. "I know Pikachu, I know. We have no choice." Amber, picking up on what the Pikachu had said, gasped. "You...you're...Ash Ketchum!" Ash stepped forward into the only light in the stairwell and nodded sadly. "That I am." "But you're a Pokemon Master! Why are you with Team Rocket?" "Cause if I didn't join, they were going to kill my Mom." "...oh...I'm sorry..." Ash coughed and said shakily, "Back to the battle." "Right. I choose me." "You? But trainer's can't fight!" "Right. Let me rephrase that. I choose Nyura." She stepped into the light too and showed him her claws. "See? Nyura and I are melded together." "Oh my goddish..." Ash said. "I thought I'd seen everything!" "So had I, but no, Ash Ketchum joined Team Rocket." "Shut up! It's not as if I like it!" "Well quit!" "They'll kill my Mom!" "Then protect her!" An argument broke out between them from what had been such a mild mannered conversation. Jason and Solo hesitated to break up the Sneasel girl from the Master Trainer, and suddenly Amber stopped. "If you're a Master Trainer, how did I beat your Pokemon?" "My heart's not in it, and thus neither are my Pokemons'. I let them lose because I want you to rescue your friend." "I see...It's not exactly NICE to make your Pokemon faint for no reason!" "Do you want to rescue your friend or not!" "I do, but you need to take better care of your Pokemon!" "I do!! They're perfectly well taken care of!" "Not if they're in the service of Team Rocket!" Ash slammed his foot on the ground. "They are NOT and they NEVER WILL be in the service of Team Rocket! They are serving ME!" "Pokemon should serve no one! Pokemon should be friends!" "They ARE my friends!" "You're a coward!" "My Mom will die--" "---of shame when she finds out you are in Team Rocket!" "DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY MOM!!!!" the young trainer exploded, tackling Amber. The two fought down the stairs, yelling and screaming at eachother. They rolled into the room where Bob was captive and fought on the floor. They came to a standstill with Ash's hands around Amber's throat, and Amber's claws at his throat and head. Amber was hissing furiously and Ash was glaring at her, ready to kill her. Jason and Solo rushed in and pried the two off of each other. Jason was restricting Amber from the younger trainer while Solo kept hold of Ash's wrist, preventing him from going far. "Are you going to get me out?" Bob asked rather quietly. Amber glared at Ash one more time and ripped the ropes off of Bob. "Sorry to leave you here for so long," she grumbled. "It's ok..." Amber turned to Ash. "If you were a REAL trainer, you would quit this band of cowards and help destroy them!" With that she whirled around and stormed up the stairs. TBC (Cool. New plot twists. Should be fun.) You bet! Ok so Ash is part of Team Rocket and officially is cheezed of at Amber...Wee! Marco should be back tomorrow...yay! Hmm hmmm.... Oh yeah! Sorry it took a while to reply but your post didn't show up on outlook. I checked Google groups. ^_^ Weeee...ok, you take it from here!