From: Jose L. Solano <jsolano199@aol.comlink> Subject: Re: [PW!] Moon Rockets? Baby???? Date: Friday, October 08, 1999 10:57 PM >Simon got up to see who the aggressor was, ready to kick their ass. But in >the >shadows, the fading footsteps of a running man, in a familiar body. Simon, >Coshari and Spike stared as something sprinted away about 20 yards. It was >Simon's body, running. > Trent didn't know exactly what made him run, the Arbok or that eerie feeling he got when that girl he pushed over stared at him. What was going on? Trent didn't know, and he really didn't care. All he thought about was carrying out his mission, or suffer the consequences. As he ran, the girl, the Arbok and a Sandslash followed him. He stopped to confront them. The Arbok stood-or the closest thing to standing an Arbok can do- in front of Trent, eagerly awaiting the girls orders. The Sandslash stood in a slighly defensive pose. Why did this Sandslash look so familiar? It almost looked like Trent's Sandslash, except it had a different coloration and no scar. He's almost say it was Sandslash's brother. Now it all made sense! A few months ago, Sandslash had mentioned that he recognized Simon Locke's Sandslash. He even thought they might be brothers. Since Trent WAS in Locke's body, and he found it pretty close to where he was now, it was possible that this Sandslash was Locke's. With that pointless information figured out, Trent had to figure out how to get out of this predicament... TBC Jose Luis Solano --------------------------------------- Offical Member of the AFSH Stupid Brigade --------------------------------------- "Graaaaaaaaaah!!" -Ratts Tyerell