From: PikaMew <> Subject: [PW] Fallen Soldier Date: Friday, April 23, 1999 2:43 PM A loud voice thundered the night sky, obviously filled with anger. "SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMON!!!!" He looked up, to see the sillohette of a large man, flying in the night sky. The twelve foot batwing span, flapping angrily. Car'tos clenched his fist, and the reflection off his visor was enough to show Simon he wanted revenge. "Aw dammit," Simon sighed......TBC --------------------------------------------------- (OOC: Ok, im trying something new here. This whole post is in first-person, so that it keeps its dramatic effect.) I landed about ten feet away from the ATR scum. I looked around, as to see if anyone was with us... just me, James, and ATR. "This will be the time that Simon, of ATR dies!" I said to myself. Simon.... he was the one that ordered that ambush that crippled me... Simon... Simon.... "SIMON!!" I yelled to the ATR Leader. He looked at me... the blue freak. I now blame this on him. The Moonlight that came from the trees made the light around Simon seem almost... like a Holy Being. It was around his body like wings over an Angel. While on me, the grass was dying, as no light has hit it over time. "Simon, let us take care of him!" Came one of the nameless ATR. "Yeah Simon, theres more of us. Its just him." Said Titan. "No, hes mine..." I stood there, eyeing him hard. I still had no idea how he got his leg back, but this time his leg was going to stay shot. "This... This will be the final battle between us Simon.." I said darkly. "Bring it on...." "Hm..." I unclipped my gun, and I looked at it. I looked up to see that Simon's head, then back down to my gun. I tossed it to the ground, as I did my PokéBalls. I was about to put my visor down, then I stopped myself. If I did that, then how would I be any different from him and his bag? I unsnapped it, taking a very deep breath before I took it off. I threw it beside my gun and PokéBalls. Thats when they saw my true face... blue with yellow eyes. They saw that I had some kind of snout with two, long gashes by my checks I use to breathe. Like gills. He stood there, shocked I guess. I couldn't tell. As I walked to him, I felt the cool grass on my feet... Soon this would be full of blood, Simon's most likely. I reached up, and put my right arm over in front of me, with an inverted fist. "This is the last dance...." I told him. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, and a frog in my throat. My wings that were aft, were now at their full size over my back. With that, a lept and ran toward Simon. Tears sliding off my face. When I neared him with my burning fist, I tried to punch him, he ducked, and tripped me. I got up using my wings. Simon tryed to kick me, but I got his leg and throw it over his body. Making him do some kind of flip. He landed on his chest hard, knocking the wind out of him. I jumped on his back, slashing it with my hands. The more he yelled the more harder and deeper I slashed. His red Human blood was all over my hands, his ripped shirt and the grass. He got on his hands and pushed me off, sending me to a near by tree. I used my wings as a I flipped over and landed on the tree with my legs. I jumped off, and flew to where Simon was; kneeling over something... My stuff! I landed in front of him. He turned around, and I felt something cold on my left leg. I looked down. "No!" I yelled as the sound from the point-blank shot eccoed through out the land. I felt my leg heat up, then being ripped apart, atom by atom. I stepped back, and almost collapsed as my left leg fell off from my body. The tip of left wing fell to the ground as my new "leg". Simon stepped back, dropping the gun on the ground. I slowly limped over to my stuff. I was about to put my mask back on when I saw Simon walking to his ATR team.... With my leg! I dropped my mask without thinking, and limped over to get him. Thats when I saw black. As the Darkness came over me, I felt a thud on the my front, then nothing. I reopened my eyes and saw nothing. Just black. I felt cold. Then nothing more. I put my hand over my face, but I didn't see anything. I guess I was walking, I couldn't really tell. I saw a dim light in front of me. I moved toward it.. toward my destiny. As I walked toward it, I heard voices. From the Past. From the Present. From the Future. From Time beyond Time. I heard laughter, I heard anger, I heard crying, I heard yelling, I heard screams on pain. Where was I? The light went off as I came to it. The Darkness started to turn to a dark blue color. It became blue all around me. I looked down to see my leg... but I didn't even have a body! I felt a lick of some sort on my face, near my eyes.... I awoke with my left wing and right leg still moving. I stopped, and looked around... I was wearing my mask. I turned my head to the left, and saw Katt there.. with Pinsir and Scyther out. They were fighting, of course. I got up, and checked my leg. It was still gone, and bleeding over the now blue grass. I put both my hands over it, and burned the wound shut with my Green Fire, lighting up the night. I got my stuff together, and I slowly limped with my Pokémon at my back. "Great... now im a cripple. Ill just have to wait till it grows back." Where would we go? And what happened to Simon... Simon! "Simon! Ill kill you!!!" TBC? Wooo... Thats a good 2 hours! ---------------------------------------- "From the Skys to the Ground, Car'tos takes your Pokémon, and makes them Ours" "Damn them all to hell," began Christof, regular of AGNP. "C*per and friends can harass their moms or some f***** up s*** like that. I don't know what the hell their problem is anyway. Can't get any IRL or something?" -Christof "I feel sorry for you Simon! Getting shot twice in a few months!" -James -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==---------- Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own