From: Goola the Hutt <goola2u@aol.compostheap> Subject: Re: [PW!] Shards of Dreadite Date: Thursday, July 01, 1999 8:37 AM >Dreadite stepped out of an elevator, far below one of the Cinnibar labs. >The doors closed behing him with a ping as he walked down the dark, >unadorned hallway in front of him. The echose of the pinging mingled >with the sound of his boots on the marble floor. He walked up to a >closed door, and stopped. > >"Dreadite." > >The door swung open. Dreadite walked inside, and flicked on a monitor. >Giovanni's face appeared. > >"Sir, Dreadite reporting," Dreadite said, sitting down on the office >chair in the empty office. Giovanni turned his chair to face the >monitor. "Good, I was just about to have someone locate you. You have >an assignment." > >"A assignment?" Dreadite echoed Giovanni's words like a question. >Giovanni nodded before continuing. > >"Yes. You are to attack the recently located ATR operation.. on an >island south of where you are. We don't know much about it, so this is >just a preliminary attack, understand? I'm sending our new recruit, >Shard, work with you." Dreadite's response was unsuitable for most ears. > ><Scene switch> > >"Shard," said Giovanni, "If you don't shut up and do as I said, you're >Persian Chow!" "But DREADITE?" protested Shard. Persian meowed in the >background. "Um, got it, roger, Shard out." > >Shard sighed. Life was cruel. Why did the boss pair him with Dreadite, >anyhow? Shard stepped out of the monitor room, and walked towards the >waiting helecopter. > ><Scene Switch> > >Dreadite kicked the chair, and walked towards the elevator. Why did the >boss have to pair him with Shard, anyhow? Recruits were always so >foolish. Dreadite pressed the button for the elevator, and stepped in. >It broke down halfway up the shaft. > >"This is NOT my day." Dreadite said, and swore. He called service. > >TBC? > <Scene switch> "Dreadite," muttered Shard, "Just friggin' great. If I was gonna get paired with an experienced Rocket, I specifically requested Maria." "I think she speciffically requested to be kept as far away from you as possible," laughed Banshee, trying to encourage Melodia to get into a pokéball. Shard glared at Banshee. "From what I hear of this Dreadite, he's not the kind you'll last too long around, Bansee," he said. He thenpushed Melodia and Banshee into their pokéballs. "Well, being late'd probably just get him even more angry than usual," muttered Shard, letting out Smirker to fly him to the Rendezvou point. --- "You're LATE!" said Dreadite, barely looking up from what he was doing. "Geeze, Dread," said Shard, "lighten up." Dreadite shook his head and proceeded to the boat to Ivory Island, and Shard followed. TBC... Shard Fields, who forsees the two having a non-pleasant trip.