From: Anonymous <anakin0327@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] Possession Date: Tuesday, November 09, 1999 9:47 PM > "Yeah, but what could have done this to them?" Mac asked, not expecting >an >answer. > > "I don't know," Forest said, "But maybe I Paras can help us! He was my >very first friend, and whatever is affecting Porygon and Space definatly >won't >affect him!" > > With that, Forest took out Paras' Pokeball and Paras popped out. Forest >quickly told Paras what had happened to Porygon and Forest's new Porygon, >Space, and Paras agreed to help. > > Right after Paras agreed to help them, Forest and Mac heard a Ghastly >laughing. Then Paras' eyes glowed red... It leapt from Forest's arms and backed away, growling. "Paras?" said Forest. "What's wrong?" "Parrrrrrrrrr..." it kept growling, looking as menacing as a Paras could possibly look. Its eyes continued to grow a deep blood red. "Hurry Forest, call it back!" "Right. Paras, return!" A beam of light lanced from Paras's PokéBall towards the Pokémon. Before it could reach its target, Paras leapt to the side. "PARAS!!" it yelled as it charged at the duo. "Run for it!" Once again, Mac and Forest ran aimlessly throughout the tower. A few minutes later, they found themselves in a large unlit room. "We should hide out here for a while," said Mac through labored breath. "At least until we figure out what's going on here..." Forest stood still, his eyes lowered towards the ground. "How could Paras do this? He was my first Pokémon... I thought he trusted me-" "Forest! Get a hold of yourself!" Mac shook his friend furiously. "We've got to figure out what's happening here. Now, whenever our Pokémon turned on us, we heard a Gastly laughing. It must be using its Hypnosis attack on our Pokémon. All we need to do is stop it, and our Pokémon will be fine." "Well, that's just fine, but first we gotta find the Gastly." "GAAAAAAASTLYYYYY!!" "Uh, I don't think we need to worry about that part..." ------------ TBC -Anonymous (you know, the guy who wrote all the poems) -=-=-=-=-