From: Akynirew <efejpenn@mindspring.com> Subject: [PW] Phannon's training Date: Friday, August 06, 1999 10:14 PM Training Phannon’s training lasted for a few months, I won’t bore you with the details. Occasionally Sabrina personally lead the training sessions like this one session where Phannon, once again, attempted telekinesis: Phannon picked up the spoon and concentrated. He eyes unfocused as he tried channeling all his energy into bending the spoon. It didn’t bend. He reflection stared back at him, almost mockingly. “I can’t do it!” He spat, hurling the spoon against the far wall. He looked at the pile of bent spoons, bent not mentally, but from slamming against the wall. “Patience.” Sabrina intoned, coldly as usual. “It takes time.” “That’s what you said a month ago.” He mused. “This isn’t were your power is focused.” “Then were is it, oh wise one?” He mocked, glaring at Sabrina across the table, waiting for her verbal rebuttal. It didn’t come, instead he sensed an invisible wall coming towards him. He focused his energies and cut the middle of the wall. Sabrina allowed herself an icy grin. “You power seems completely defensive.” Phannon shivered at that look. “How does that effect Generator?” He asked. Sabrina only shrugged, searching her memory for a similar case. Her eyes flashed as she found it. “There was one other case like this. Where a trainer seemed bonded to her pokémon.” She recited. “The bond was formed during an incident where the pokémon, an eevee protected her from an attack from Mewtwo. Instead of dying the eevee sapped her life energy. The trainer and eevee were too weak to move. They were dragged to a hospital that managed to save her, but the eevee died. Upon feeling her pokémon’s death she shrieked like a banshee, until she died, too, even though she was in stable condition.” “What does that have to do with me?” Phannon shrugged. “I’ve never had an encounter with Mewtwo.” “Think back, when your jolteon was simply an eevee. Any odd happenings?” Phannon closed his eyes, thinking back. Eventually started to relate his story: “I was working with my uncle, at his farm, eevee had wandered off. When I had to go to bed, it wasn’t at the farm, I went looking for it. I searched for a while before finding it in a field, with another pokémon, I didn’t know what it was then, but now I recognize it as a mew. “They were both making pokémon chit-chat, until the mew sensed me. It looked directly at me, it’s eyes narrowed to slits. It hopped back a few steps, it’ s tail grabbing one of eevee’s legs, I guess for security. “Not knowing what to do, I slowed down, and made my way to my eevee, which was now getting dragged away. Eevee was worried, his eyes darting wildly in all directions. I thought the mew was hurting it. So I, I stopped advancing. “That must have been the opening mew was waiting for, and it flipped eevee onto his back and attacked me. I-I ducked hop-hoping it would sail over my-my head. It did, on-only it’s tail grabbed my neck. “It-it p-p-pulled itself up and loo-looked directly into my eyes. I t-tried to look away, b-but I was frozen. Ee-eevee had just gotten up, and he slammed into the mew. They both hit the ground hard, wi-with eevee on top. I was still half-way in a trance. The two rolled on the ground, until, until eeve-eevee went flying across the field, into a tree. Eevee stood up doggedly, and ran fu-full speed, but he was st-still moving slowly, like something was pu-pushing against him. “Eevee made it halfway back only to, only to b-b-be thrown against a near by tree, I saw him collapse into a small pile. I-I-I tried to move t-to do anything to get to my pokémon, but my body didn’t respond. I just. I just had to watch. “Th-the-then, he got up again, and started walking against the invisible storm again. He was, just tossed, like a rag doll, into the tree again. Bu-but still, he kept going against the storm. This time the mew threw us both, and I blacked out, I woke up in my bed at the farm, with eevee at my feet. He was hurt, I tried to get up, but couldn’t. I-I tried again, and this time, my aunt got up and said something. “She said: ‘Stay still, you’re hurt.’ As she said that I noticed the pain in my back, and neck, and, my entire body. That was about 2 years ago.” Phannon shook his head, snapping out of his revere. “I guess that could’ve done it.” Sabrina nodded, passing Phannon another spoon. “Try it again.” Phannon just looked at her and sighed. “Not this again.” He took the spoon. Soon it was added to his pile of bent spoons. “Summon your pokémon.” Sabrina ordered. Phannon complied, and Generator came trotting into the room, growling as it looked at Sabrina, until it came to a rest by Phannon. Sabrina stood up, and floated over to Phannon. “Prepare to battle.” She took a piece of duct-tape and put it over Phannon’s mouth. Jolteon nipped at her hand, which she pulled back. Phannon looked at her like she was crazy. “Control him psychically.” He nodded, and started to calm Generator. Sabrina floated swiftly towards the door, and he had to extend his lanky stride to keep up with her. _What pokémon will you use?_ he asked her. She grinned her icy grin, and he received her thought, he shuddered, remembering the last beating he received, convincing him that his performance in the first gym battle was a fluke. Phannon focused on his jolteon, trying to communicate more than just feelings to its mind. Generator responded with the panorama that he saw. Phannon was surprised, walking with two different perspectives, his at 5 ľ feet and his pokémon’s at about 2. His awareness of his surroundings slowly increased as his link with his pokémon matured. He felt Generator’s muscles flex as he trotted at his master’s heels, he could hear the rise and fall of Sabrina’s breath. He could hear the now piercing whine of the air conditioner. _This is intense._ He told Sabrina. She winked at him, some of her usual coldness melting away, and his awareness heightened again, but not as much. _You linked, with me?_ She nodded. It was like his link with his jolteon, only not as vivid. It was more of a dull awareness, as compared to the sharp reality of his link with Generator. “It is different.” Sabrina said, she shook her head. “I can’t separate what is from your pokémon, and what’s from you.” She retracted her link, and once again Phannon focused on his link with Generator, until they got to the arena. He walked to one end, and Sabrina floated to the other. Once he got to his end he completely focused on his jolteon. Generator trotted out to the middle of the arena, to be met by one of Sabrina’s pokéballs. It deposited an Alakazaam into the arena. The two pokémon locked eyes for a while, as Generator built up an electric charge. Phannon felt the electricity arcing from spark to spark, as pokémon and trainer became one. Sensing a change, Generator rolled left, just in time to avoid Alakazaam’s opening psybeam. Generator leapt forward, slamming the alakazaam back several yards. It got up and psychiced. Phannon sensed it coming, but Generator couldn’t avoid it, he gritted his teeth and bore it. When the psychic energy faded from the room, Generator retaliated with Pin Missile, allowing the electricity to keep charging. Alakazaam staggered back as the attack exploited his weakness. Finally it got a barrier up, and the attack was deflected. Generator left off on his assault, and doubled teamed, blurring his image until it appeared to be three jolteons against one alakazaam. Alakazaam recovered behind its barrier, which was beginning to weaken under the continued assault of the jolteon. When fully recovered, Alakazaam repaired its barrier and did the easiest thing to do when faced by multiple opponents, psychic them all. Jolteon staggered back, the illusion fading away. Once he found his footing jolteon retaliated with the pent up thunder bolt, supercharged, destroying the barrier, and sending alakazaam flying backwards, twitching as the residual electricity found and outlet. Without standing up the pokémon began to recover. Generator charged across the arena, prepared to finish Alakazaam. When 5 feet away, Alakazaam left his regenerative trance and let loose a full-blown psychic attack that stopped Generator in his tracks. The pokémon’s shrieks of pain could be heard outside the gym. Sabrina forced the alakazaam to stop. Released from his psychic prison, Generator dropped to his side. He sat there for a while, then slowly got up. Alakazaam prepared to finish him, but Sabrina stopped it, wanting to see what to pokémon did. Generator stood for a second, and mimicked the psychic, the unfocused energy cascading against both the alakazaam and Sabrina, dropping them to their knees. Phannon still stood there, he appeared completely oblivious to the chaos in front of him. The alakazaam didn’t even twitch, and Sabrina slowly stood up once Generator let up the attack. Seeing his opponent was finished. Generator backflipped in his victory dance, severing the link between him and Phannon. Phannon shook his head and looked as if he had just woke up. He looked around seeing his jolteon trotting over to him, the fainted alakazaam and a beaming Sabrina. Then the world started swimming, and he dropped to his knees coughing up blood, before Training Phannon’s training lasted for a few months, I won’t bore you with the details. Occasionally Sabrina personally lead the training sessions like this one session where Phannon, once again, attempted telekinesis: Phannon picked up the spoon and concentrated. He eyes unfocused as he tried channeling all his energy into bending the spoon. It didn’t bend. He reflection stared back at him, almost mockingly. “I can’t do it!” He spat, hurling the spoon against the far wall. He looked at the pile of bent spoons, bent not mentally, but from slamming against the wall. “Patience.” Sabrina intoned, coldly as usual. “It takes time.” “That’s what you said a month ago.” He mused. “This isn’t were your power is focused.” “Then were is it, oh wise one?” He mocked, glaring at Sabrina across the table, waiting for her verbal rebuttal. It didn’t come, instead he sensed an invisible wall coming towards him. He focused his energies and cut the middle of the wall. Sabrina allowed herself an icy grin. “You power seems completely defensive.” Phannon shivered at that look. “How does that effect Generator?” He asked. Sabrina only shrugged, searching her memory for a similar case. Her eyes flashed as she found it. “There was one other case like this. Where a trainer seemed bonded to her pokémon.” She recited. “The bond was formed during an incident where the pokémon, an eevee protected her from an attack from Mewtwo. Instead of dying the eevee sapped her life energy. The trainer and eevee were too weak to move. They were dragged to a hospital that managed to save her, but the eevee died. Upon feeling her pokémon’s death she shrieked like a banshee, until she died, too, even though she was in stable condition.” “What does that have to do with me?” Phannon shrugged. “I’ve never had an encounter with Mewtwo.” “Think back, when your jolteon was simply an eevee. Any odd happenings?” Phannon closed his eyes, thinking back. Eventually started to relate his story: “I was working with my uncle, at his farm, eevee had wandered off. When I had to go to bed, it wasn’t at the farm, I went looking for it. I searched for a while before finding it in a field, with another pokémon, I didn’t know what it was then, but now I recognize it as a mew. “They were both making pokémon chit-chat, until the mew sensed me. It looked directly at me, it’s eyes narrowed to slits. It hopped back a few steps, it’ s tail grabbing one of eevee’s legs, I guess for security. “Not knowing what to do, I slowed down, and made my way to my eevee, which was now getting dragged away. Eevee was worried, his eyes darting wildly in all directions. I thought the mew was hurting it. So I, I stopped advancing. “That must have been the opening mew was waiting for, and it flipped eevee onto his back and attacked me. I-I ducked hop-hoping it would sail over my-my head. It did, on-only it’s tail grabbed my neck. “It-it p-p-pulled itself up and loo-looked directly into my eyes. I t-tried to look away, b-but I was frozen. Ee-eevee had just gotten up, and he slammed into the mew. They both hit the ground hard, wi-with eevee on top. I was still half-way in a trance. The two rolled on the ground, until, until eeve-eevee went flying across the field, into a tree. Eevee stood up doggedly, and ran fu-full speed, but he was st-still moving slowly, like something was pu-pushing against him. “Eevee made it halfway back only to, only to b-b-be thrown against a near by tree, I saw him collapse into a small pile. I-I-I tried to move t-to do anything to get to my pokémon, but my body didn’t respond. I just. I just had to watch. “Th-the-then, he got up again, and started walking against the invisible storm again. He was, just tossed, like a rag doll, into the tree again. Bu-but still, he kept going against the storm. This time the mew threw us both, and I blacked out, I woke up in my bed at the farm, with eevee at my feet. He was hurt, I tried to get up, but couldn’t. I-I tried again, and this time, my aunt got up and said something. “She said: ‘Stay still, you’re hurt.’ As she said that I noticed the pain in my back, and neck, and, my entire body. That was about 2 years ago.” Phannon shook his head, snapping out of his revere. “I guess that could’ve done it.” Sabrina nodded, passing Phannon another spoon. “Try it again.” Phannon just looked at her and sighed. “Not this again.” He took the spoon. Soon it was added to his pile of bent spoons. “Summon your pokémon.” Sabrina ordered. Phannon complied, and Generator came trotting into the room, growling as it looked at Sabrina, until it came to a rest by Phannon. Sabrina stood up, and floated over to Phannon. “Prepare to battle.” She took a piece of duct-tape and put it over Phannon’s mouth. Jolteon nipped at her hand, which she pulled back. Phannon looked at her like she was crazy. “Control him psychically.” He nodded, and started to calm Generator. Sabrina floated swiftly towards the door, and he had to extend his lanky stride to keep up with her. _What pokémon will you use?_ he asked her. She grinned her icy grin, and he received her thought, he shuddered, remembering the last beating he received, convincing him that his performance in the first gym battle was a fluke. Phannon focused on his jolteon, trying to communicate more than just feelings to its mind. Generator responded with the panorama that he saw. Phannon was surprised, walking with two different perspectives, his at 5 ľ feet and his pokémon’s at about 2. His awareness of his surroundings slowly increased as his link with his pokémon matured. He felt Generator’s muscles flex as he trotted at his master’s heels, he could hear the rise and fall of Sabrina’s breath. He could hear the now piercing whine of the air conditioner. _This is intense._ He told Sabrina. She winked at him, some of her usual coldness melting away, and his awareness heightened again, but not as much. _You linked, with me?_ She nodded. It was like his link with his jolteon, only not as vivid. It was more of a dull awareness, as compared to the sharp reality of his link with Generator. “It is different.” Sabrina said, she shook her head. “I can’t separate what is from your pokémon, and what’s from you.” She retracted her link, and once again Phannon focused on his link with Generator, until they got to the arena. He walked to one end, and Sabrina floated to the other. Once he got to his end he completely focused on his jolteon. Generator trotted out to the middle of the arena, to be met by one of Sabrina’s pokéballs. It deposited an Alakazaam into the arena. The two pokémon locked eyes for a while, as Generator built up an electric charge. Phannon felt the electricity arcing from spark to spark, as pokémon and trainer became one. Sensing a change, Generator rolled left, just in time to avoid Alakazaam’s opening psybeam. Generator leapt forward, slamming the alakazaam back several yards. It got up and psychiced. Phannon sensed it coming, but Generator couldn’t avoid it, he gritted his teeth and bore it. When the psychic energy faded from the room, Generator retaliated with Pin Missile, allowing the electricity to keep charging. Alakazaam staggered back as the attack exploited his weakness. Finally it got a barrier up, and the attack was deflected. Generator left off on his assault, and doubled teamed, blurring his image until it appeared to be three jolteons against one alakazaam. Alakazaam recovered behind its barrier, which was beginning to weaken under the continued assault of the jolteon. When fully recovered, Alakazaam repaired its barrier and did the easiest thing to do when faced by multiple opponents, psychic them all. Jolteon staggered back, the illusion fading away. Once he found his footing jolteon retaliated with the pent up thunder bolt, supercharged, destroying the barrier, and sending alakazaam flying backwards, twitching as the residual electricity found and outlet. Without standing up the pokémon began to recover. Generator charged across the arena, prepared to finish Alakazaam. When 5 feet away, Alakazaam left his regenerative trance and let loose a full-blown psychic attack that stopped Generator in his tracks. The pokémon’s shrieks of pain could be heard outside the gym. Sabrina forced the alakazaam to stop. Released from his psychic prison, Generator dropped to his side. He sat there for a while, then slowly got up. Alakazaam prepared to finish him, but Sabrina stopped it, wanting to see what to pokémon did. Generator stood for a second, and mimicked the psychic, the unfocused energy cascading against both the alakazaam and Sabrina, dropping them to their knees. Phannon still stood there, he appeared completely oblivious to the chaos in front of him. The alakazaam didn’t even twitch, and Sabrina slowly stood up once Generator let up the attack. Seeing his opponent was finished. Generator backflipped in his victory dance, severing the link between him and Phannon. Phannon shook his head and looked as if he had just woke up. He looked around seeing his jolteon trotting over to him, the fainted alakazaam and a beaming Sabrina. Then the world started swimming, and he dropped to his knees coughing up blood, before dropping to the ground on his stomach. dropping to the ground on his stomach. -- Through all the hype a new sig emerges - v. 4.79.64b World famous oxymoron: Microsoft works, 'nuff said Dilbert(The best satire of all time): "Remeber, money is _no_ object... 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