From: Otaku67 <otaku67@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] From one island to another Date: Thursday, June 10, 1999 2:43 PM Note: All pokespeak is translated. / means a character is thinking. Also, forgot to mention this in the WG, but Scyther is red. He is also colorblind "Your going down bug boy!" "Just try it you blue mutt!" Transmorph sighed. His friends seemed to be getting more agressive to each other every day. Sneaking behind a tree, he figured he would do the usual routine to break up the fight. Just as the two pokemon were about to collide, an Electrode rolled between them. The explosion was heard for miles around. Growlithe got up, and shook his head loose. "Oh man...that was worse then when you sat on us as a Snorlax." "Well, you deserved it. I thought you had gotten over that fight with Scyther." Scyther stood up, and floated over to Transmorph. "Well, if that mutt hadn't tried to bite my wings off, the fight woudn't have been necessary." He crossed his scyths with a smug look on his face. "Well, save your fights for another day. We're going on vacation." Growlithe looked up happily. But Scyther seemed worried. "Shouldn't we tell the Kangaskhan? They are our guardians after all." Transmorph waved a wing dissmisivly. "Those old fogeys would never let us go. Come on, hope on my back. We're heading to Cinnibar island!" Scyther and Growlithe lept onto his back, and he took off. As they were heading over to Cinnibar, various swimers and trainers looked up to see a Scyther and a Growlithe flying on a Pidgeots back. A few trainers threw some pokeballs, but the bird just flew up out of range. After a half hour of flying, they landed on the island. "Welcome to Cinnibar island. We hope you have had a pleasant trip. Fly with us anythime!" "Yeah yeah, very funny ya overgrown piece of play dough." Scyther said, smirking. He and Growlithe got off and landed on the warm sand. Transmorph went back to his true form, and the three pokemon headed into an old house to see if they could find some new friends. While inside the house, Transmorph spotted a human carrying a sack. He quickly changed into a human. "Hey, little missy! Are those your pokemon?" The man shouted, a bit too loudly for Transmorphs ears. "Why, yes they are. Thank you ever so kindly for asking. I've got to be going now, bye!" He ran off before the man could ask her anymore questions, Growlithe and Scyther close behind. "You know 'morph, not all humans are bad." Growlithe said, licking his paw. "I saw some guy with a Sandshrew back on the island. He seemed ok." Transmorph sighed and let out a puff of smoke. He floated up, to make sure the man was gone, and went back to his original form. "Remember my first meeting with humans Growlithe? They tried everthing from bullets to just plain steping on me." Scyther pounded a blade against a wall, causing it to splinter. "Humans. I say we'd be better off without them. I'm with you on this on 'morph. Last guy who tried to capture me got himself a good reminder why they call us SCYTHers." He chuckled at the memory of the small boy whom he sliced his clothes in half. Growlithe just shook his head. He knew his friends hated humans, but he felt not all humans were evil. /One day...maybe i'll find a master./ The trio continued down through the abandoned house, stoping to chat with the occasional Ponyta or Weezing. When they got to the exit though, a foul looking Muk was blocking the door. "Halt! None shall pass!" Transmorph steped foward. "Let us through you blob. We don't have time for this!" The Muk just stayed in its place, repeating the sentence. Transmorph clenched his fists. "PIKKKACHUUU!" Scyther and Transmorph slapped hands. "One order of fried Muk!" Scyther picked up the gloppy mess in his blades, and neatly deposited it in a trash bin. Before Scyther steped outside however, Transmorph put a hand on his shoulder. "Sorry man, but you know the drill." Scyther sighed. "Yeah yeah, in public, in pokeball. Guess it's better than being captured by a stinkin human." He went into his pokeball, as did Growlithe. Transmorph headed over to a hotel. He twitched when he saw how many humans were in the room. /Ok, ok. I can do this./ He slowly walked up to the recpetionist. "I'd like a ro- room please." She smiled. "No problem. The woman tapped a few buttons on the computer, and handed him a key. "Room 222." Transmorph nodded, and headed up to the room. As soon as he got there, he let Scyther and Growlithe out, and reverted back to his true form. "So, where are we headed?" Scyther asked, nonchantly slicing a pillow up. "Well, i think we'll head over to this tiny island." Transmorph said, pointing to a blip on the map. "It's called...Seafoam island." Growlithe turned on the TV. "Hey guys, look whats on." The three of them stared wide eyed at the picture as an off camera voice spoke in a sultry voice. "And now..sit back enjoy our main show, Bathtime with a Jynx." They screamed in horror, and a Growlithe quickly burned the TV into a puddle. A man knocked on the door. "Is everthing ok in there?" Transmorph quickly changed into a human. "Um, yes. My pokemon just got a little spooked by the movie on." Transmorph lisened carefully, and heard footsteps walking in the oppisite direction. The next morning, Transmorph woke up and headed downstairs, Growlithe and Scyther in thier pokeballs. "Excuse me, but you can't leave yet." A man grabbed him by the shoulder. "Why not?" "Well, you didn't pay. Your bill is $5000." "%*&!@#!" "Thats what i said when i saw the damage your Growlithe did to out TV." Without a world, Transmorph reverted back to his Ditto form and bounced out of the hotel. He quickly let Scyther and Growlithe out, and flew off the island as a Pidgeot. "Great going Transmorph." Scyther clanged his blades together saracsticly. "Well, how was i supposed to know hotels aren't free! Anyway, hang on tight, we're going to Seafoam island!" TBC -otaku67 Dejavu strikes when you least expect it. And it packs one helluva punch Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to Microsoft. Microsoft leads to suffering Pikachu: NiAk. Ash: Pikachu, did you get into my weed again?