From: Dreadite <blorch@ix.netcom.com> Subject: [PW!] The revival of Erich. Date: Tuesday, June 22, 1999 7:05 PM P;OTP: Erich was stuck on the island.. for at least two months. *And now, on with the show... right.* Erich threw an apple core at the ground, and looked at the water. "Why did everyone have to leave and strand me here? I never want to leave civilisation again!" His Pokémon looked at the water. They looked much stronger than before, at least to Erich. At least all this time was good for the training, he thought. He recalled his Pokémon, and walked towards the abandoned Rocket base. The raft was almost done, he noted. Soon, he could get out of this hell. Soon, he would be free. He picked up a box of supplies from the base fridge, and tied it to the raft. He stepped on top of it, and called out his Machamp. "All right.. heave off!" The Machamp pushed the raft into the water, and was called back. As the raft floated away with the tides, Erich stood up. "I'm king of the.. woah, yikes!" He gripped the raft as the water shook it around. "Okay, so no standing." *Scene Switch* "Water... water.." Erich gasped, looking at the sea. "How long has it been..." "CHAMP!" <Two hours!> "Really? It feels like years..." Erich crawled over to the edge, and looked down into the salty water. "Uh, did you just see.. that, Machamp?" Erich gestured towards the obscured shape in the water. A huge shape. The Machamp cowered. "Champ..." "A gyrados? Oh, shit!" Erich exclaimed, as reached into his pocket. "Let's see, water/flying.. what do I have for that? Oh, right.. Raichu!" The Raichu popped out of it's Pokéball with a huff. Erich pointed at the shape, which was rapidly closing in. "Raichu, thunderbolt that thing when it gets closer!" The shape suddenly dove deep under the water. Erich looked down, and blinked. Weird, he thought. He'd never seen a gyrados do that. The shape busrt out of the water in front of him, causing Erich to grab onto the side of the raft in order to stay afloat. "Holy, what is that?" "Gyrados, a water and flying type. It's furious temper," chimed Erich's Pokédex, before Erich shut it up. "I know that, you mechanical blabbermouth! Raichu, zap it!" The Raichu dashed to the front of the raft, and clenched it's paws. "Raaiiii!" The resulting explosion sent the raft far into the air. Erich swore as they smashed down into dry land. then he blinked. "Land?" TBC? (Sure, maybe...) Dreadite ------ "And here comes the question whether it is better to be loved rather than feared, or feared rather than loved. It might perhaps be answered that we should wish both; but since love and fear can hardly exist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved." --Machiavelli's 'The Prince'