From: Yoda <yoda325344@aol.com.jedi> Subject: [PW!] Beware of Pidgeotto Bearing Gifts Date: Thursday, August 12, 1999 5:00 PM [PW!] Beware of Pidgeotto Bearing Gifts P:OTPW!.. It was revealed that Cloud had returned to Vermillion after having beaten the Elite Four, and had just left the Vermillion Pokémon Center. He now flies to a new location on his Charizard, with his Pidgeotto Corsair trying to keep up. -===---===--===---===--===---===- The wind blew past the fast moving Charizard. His rider, a man holding on to the part of his wings, stared straight ahead, hair rustling. He seemed unfazed by the gleaming sun overhead. "Down there, Tyrant." Cloud smiled smulgy, nodded, and spoke to his Charizard. They were close to the roof of the Cinnabar Island Pokémon Gym. The fire Pokémon slowly descended upon the roof of the gym. The claws dug into the concrete roof, and bent down to let his master off. Cloud recalled Tyrant to his Pokéball, and stood, hands on his hips. He counted to himself. "6.. 5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1." As if on cue, his Pidgeotto resumed its place on Cloud's left shoulder. "Heh, maybe next time. Corsair. Tyrant can still kick your ass." The black red-feathered Pidgeotto held his head high indignantly. # Hmph. Well it helps if you have a 6 foot height advantage, with wings to match. # "Aww, you're just sad." He chuckled. # Sad, eh? # A plop was heard, and Cloud's left eye brow raised. He swept Corsair off his shoulder, to find that he had left him a present. "Aww, crap! You bastard!" There on his shoulder was a white sploch of bird droppings. # Haha, I've been holding that in since Indigo! # Corsair retorted. -=-=-=-=-<Scene Switch.>-=-=-=-=- Cloud lay on his back, staring at the sky. Corsair was perched on the ledge of the roof. "Well, this sure is relaxing," He thought. Cloud tended to be more sensitive when with himself and his Pokémon. On the exterior and to other people, he was grim and serious. "Ahh, yes.." He stretched out, and got up. He stood over the rest of Cinnabar Island. The 7th Pokémon League gym was placed conviently by the right shore. He remembered coming in, and Blaine making him find that damned key of his, just so he could earn that 7th badge. How Guardian, his Sandslash, had made Blaine's Pokémon play a game of 'Whack-A-Mole' using his Dig technique. Except in 'Whack-A-Mole', the Moles didn't fight back. Ah, memories. He saw various kids on young Lapras racing up and down the shore. One of them surfed up to the shore, right below and to the right of the gym, and got off. Suddenly, a small flash emerged from behind them. Cloud dismissed it as a kid playing with his Pikachu or something. But then, he heard coughing. A voice appeared behind them. -===---===--===---===--===---===- TBC? -- Yoda Site: http://yoda.pagehub.com E-Mail: Grasshopper@hotpop.com, Yajirobi@bigfoot.com ICQ: 31178519 AIM: YodaMonX, Yotenks Quotes: "Yoink!" "It said Win95 or better, so I bought a Mac." "Do. Or do not. There is no try." (Remove .jedi)