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Blood Games

Ming looks over her shoulder at the human, waiting for him to open the door to the undercity. She has grown bored of the surface and wishes to return to her resting place. The human quickly opens the door for her, the fear inflicted before still in his eyes.

"Get in there before I decide to correct you on your behavoir"

She look over at him, her purple eyes looking into his soulless ones. she narrows her eyes and grin darkly at him, raising her hand. He floats in the air, scratching at his throat for air. Ming watches him twist in the air for a few moments before letting him fall to the ground. She then slips into through the door, connecting to his mind on her way.

You can't hurt me.

She listens for the door to shut before descending further into the cavern. She glances at the wall with the words with little interest, gliding by them.

"These battles need to stop...before my children are thrown into this hell...but how..."
 
This was unfair.

There was Serene Grace, trapped in the gloomy underground when other Pokemon up above were happy and were loved and fed well.

Why had she been chosen out of her Skitty litter? Because she wasn't so girly? She doubted that, that was no reason. Maybe because she had better speed and attacking stats even without Togekiss genes? Serene Grace had no idea at all.

What was the point of fighting? To please Master? But Master doesn't deserve it Serene Grace thought. She had never before thought such thoughts, she was her Master's servant, well slave actually.

Thinking of fleeing Serene Grace got ready for Master to come back. An evil that only a Delcatty would have felt surged through her, ready to fight.

Master only had one Pokemon so the second Serene Grace destroyed her Master Ball(her Master was very cheapskate and was a robber) then Master would be up to the overworld in less than a second as Pokemon were needed to be down here.

The plan seemed as usual, clever and cunn but of course when it came to it the pressure built up quick.

The plan will work. It will be a success and it will not fail.

Trying to convince herself Serene Grace readied, Master was due to come any second...

Master came into sight but Serene Grace was not in Master's sight.

Serene Grace half unwillingly used a Pay Day as it was a weak attack with a big payoff that wouldn't kill her. Master was out cold and more coins were now gathered in her Pokemon Card(her bank) at least she had the money now to afford another Pokemon and DNA injection.

Serene Grace took her Master Ball and fled to a dark alley where she would not be seen. She careful not to absorb herself in the ball attacked it with a Aura Sphere.

Nothing happened.

She tried Air Slash.

Nothing happened.

After trying every attack she knew Serene Grace couldn't find a way to destroy the damn thing.

But then she realized that Pokemon could only be released above the ground.

Serene Grace flew up up up, and then used Dig which dug her out of the underground.

Her eyes were dazzled.

The busy, crowded, happy streets of Rainbow Road(fwee!) surrounded her eyes. Serene Grace had forgotten it was the Rainbow Festival of Colour since she was in the underground for years.

The shining sun was a wonderful, warm, glowing light and the surrounding trees were so natural and...colourful.

The underground was a dull gray place and with all colour worn out of torn Serene Grace never really saw colour. But it was everywhere here.

The red, orange, yellow, blue, green, pink and purple shirts of the children caught Serene Grace's eye and she let her eyes feast on what she hadn't seen in more than 5 years.

The flags flying around in the wind with tiny versions of them in some children's hands waving them...

But best of all there was a big painted rainbow on a wall as high as a 50 story building.

It stood there showing off it's magnificence to the world, towering over everything. All around children on stools and chairs were painting around it and higher up adults were painting on ladders and even on moving platforms.

Some people painted underwater life. Horsea swimming around, Clamperl lying at the bottom of the sea, schools of Magikarp and Feebas and a big Milotic in the middle of it.

Some painted fields and fields of playing Pokemon like Miltank chomping on grass, Tauros running around in herds, Mareep also eating grass, Chatot singing in the trees and Pikachu running happily around chasing each other.

It was all so happy and it took Serene Grace around 3 hours to adjust to the light and colour and take in all the rainbows so if she ever had to go back down she would remember and her will would bring her back up here.

Finally Serene Grace flew off, watching the festival until it disappeared into the distance.

Serene Grace had heard of the world's best cat Pokemon master living in Rainbow City and since Rainbow City appeared to be here(she had never seen so much colour)so she flew on and on. Also it was known among some Pokemon that she lived in a big house near the sea so she flew in that direction.

'Rainbow City had to be one of the biggest cities ever' Serene Grace thought while flying, 'it's taking ages to cross'

Finally she spotted the lone house near the sea that had to be the little cat Pokemon Master's.

When she was closer she saw that at least 10 of each feline like Pokemon lived here. Meowth, Skitty, Espeon, she had them all.

And all of them were happy, smiling.

Serene Grace tried to smile, she managed it but her cheeks felt stretched as if she had forgotten how to smile.

Finally Serene Grace reached the house which now seemed even bigger than it seemed before.

Serene Grace walked in nervously.

((Wow, long post. I just got caught up in writing, I love to write~ And don't complain that it was to easy to escape etc because Serene Grace is going to be sent back unless anyone wants to meet me here or something or other))
 
Storm leered down at the Yanmega, and used a Fire Fang to bite off one leg. It screeched, obviously, and clear stuff started to drain out of the stump. Storm snorted. Didn't even have real blood...

Another Fire Fang severed the next leg. The Yanmega released a shockwave, surprising Storm. If it thought it could beat her now... Storm dissapeared, and appeared behind the bug. She slammed her shoulder into it, Pursuit. And another Shadow Claw tot he abdomen...

The Yanmega released a stronger shockwave, directly aimed towards Storm. She roared and loosed a Flamethrower into its face, completely burning off one compound eye.

And the heartless crowd cheered.
 
All the Infernape around her giggled insanely as yet another fake dissolved beneath her claws.

Scissors growled in annoyance. She hated the damn thing; it kept using Double Team and throwing her Fire Punches. It obviously had something fast in it; it was faster than her, despite her rigorous training to build speed. Her armor was already scorched with black spots, and one of her useless wings had a hole singed in it.

If that thing lets its guard down for one second... oh, I'll get it. I'll kill it brutally.

They all used another Fire Punch, once again hitting the tip of her abdomen as she instincively raised it to protect the vulnerable black skin higher up. She looked worridly at this area; the armor was beginning to melt.

It put up a Protect, as the clones around it were dwindling in numbers. She knew why it didn't just make more. In its concentration, she would kill it.

Feint, she thought. It was a technique she rarely used. She racked her brains for it, finding it with relief. She patiently waited, pretending to be looking down at the ground and panting with exhaustion. She was really waiting for it to let down the shield.

And it did. She registered that fact in a split second, and in another, she had slammed her pincher into its chest. With satisfaction, she caught the real one this time, and the other clones dissolved without a trace. This was its downfall; it had good offense and was speedy, but was poorly armored, and once hit it got shocked for a while.

She took that while to her advantage, and took its almost unnoticeable neck in her claw, feeling the weak bones snap with satisfaction, and watching it slump to the floor.

She placed her small foot on it and stood on top of the fallen bastard, looking into the applauding crowd. Two faces stuck out. The first was a scowling one, which she guessed belonged to the Infernape's master. And the other was applauding the loudest and looked very happy; that was her master. Scissors wasn't exactly pampered, but her master was a good one. He fed her good food, unlike the scraps she had seen some feed their Pokemon. He concentrated on her training and keeping up her fitness, but let her rest when she got very tired, which was perfect for her. And he tended to her wounds when they got worse than small bruises or mere scratches on her armor that could be polished off, although she never bothered to. She liked them, as they showed how tough she was.

Master jumped out of the crowd to her side. "Good job, Scissors," he said with a smile. "Let's go home for the day; those burns look pretty bad."

She just nodded in agreement. She was very tired, and felt that she had worked enough for today. She tried to atleast win five battles a day, except when she got bad injuries, in which case she excused herself. She knew it wouldn't be good for her health if she died.

This goal was really pretty easy for her. She had only almost lost one match, which had been against a particularly tough Charizard that had had gene enhancements galore, since his owner had been very rich. Of course, she hadn't lost any, as the losers were almost always killed. Humans seemed to like gore that way; it had rubbed off on her, and she now felt grim pride too when she won.
 
The Yanmega seemed to grin at Storm, and suddenly, all the lights went out. Or more accurately, all the light bulbs burned out. A bolt of electricity lanced into her back, and she fell to the cheap stone floor. The crowd, unable to see, mumbled among themselves as the dim backup lights came on. Not that it mattered to the partially Dark type Salamence. Struggling back up, Storm felt more stinging zaps on her forelegs, the stupid bug had gotten her with a few Thunder Fangs.

Bring it, Storm thought, and shards of ice rose out of the ground and buried themselves in the Yanmega's side. Special attacks took more energy, but were generally worth it.. With a small snort, Storm dashed forwards for another Dragon Claw. Whatever the Yanmega was enhanced with was slow, or maybe it was just slow. Didn't matter.

The Dragon Claw ripped off another leg, and the Yanmega collapsed, unable to stand. Storm thought she might as well finish it, it wouldn't be able to fight after anyways.. and took a Thunder to her tail, blowing the tip of it right off. Storm put her head up and roared, causing most of the crowd to jump.

Right, that's it. Another Dragon Claw... The Yanmega's clear blood pooled around its fallen form, and Storm padded away. The crowd roared. As usual, the human only cared about her injuries, and it was back to practice.. Well, she'd probably get a two minute break, at the most.
 
The little cat Pokemon master was very short but also very skinny but not nearly as skinny as Serene Grace. She had a kind face and her bright blue eyes sparkled as she hurried over to the door to see who had just entered.

She looked around spotting no one and nearly closed the door before seeing Serene Grace. As soon as she was her she started screaming but seemed to control herself after a while and let Serene Grace in.

She introduced herself to be Ellie Gance and Serene Grace introduced herself as well with the English she knew.

Ellie gave Serene Grace some Poffins. She looked at them strangely, she had never eaten Poffins but they smelled how Pokeblocks did(as she was underground for so long that Sinnoh was discovered without her knowing) back in the day.

Scoffing them down Serene Grace told her tale, of the underground, of the harsh battles. Ellie listened quietly fiddling with her fingers.

Serene Grace felt a strange pull. What could it be? Ellie screamed again.

'It's the underground pull!' she shouted 'You're going to be pulled back underground because you haven't destroyed your Master Ball yet!'

Serene Grace started to fight but it was no use, the pull got stronger and stronger and Serene Grace got weaker and weaker, there was no getting away for now.

Serene Grace held out her paw, her Master Ball was there, perfect.

'Kill...Pokeball...then...me...come...back...' Serene Grace whispered while gliding away her invisible wings nearly taking flight. 'Please...Ellie'

Ellie was pleased Serene Grace had remembered her name and answered 'Yes, I will destroy the Master Ball, in fact I can transfer you from your Master's command to mine making you MY Pokemon.'

'Okay...' was all Serene Grace could say before she took off in the wind, as not to feel more strain and pain from the pulling.

She dove through the ground and finally the pulling stopped and Serene Grace was comfortable, Psychically at least.

'Welcome back Delcatty' Master said angrily. 'I may not have proof of your disobedience but everyone will know one day of your betrayal...'
 
Agrona perched on a rock that stuck out of the wall near the ceiling of the huge complex, folding her wings and scythes into place. The fireball hovered about her head, and she watched it with sharp eyes. Fire was interesting. It hurt her if she touched it, even breathing too much out at once, but it was pretty and bright. The little orb hovered a few inches above Agrona's head, gleaming a pale purplish colour, like a tiny moon gotten too close. Something in her chest stirred, uncoiling in her breast. She howled, her voice scratchy and like a swarm of insects, but she howled. It felt good, free, alive.

After she had finished, the ball dissipated, and she swiveled her head downwards, staring down at the masses below her. They would fall soon enough as well, like all the rest. She seemed to always get the weak opponents, and she suspected that was because the humans liked seeing her skin them as they screamed in pain. She wondered what killing a human would be like.
 
There is no need to be so judgemental, echoed a posh and somewhat apologetic voice inside Agrona's head. The telepathic message came from a Xatu, standing tall and motionless somewhere below her, near the edge of the crowd. Despite the bustling noise from the shapeless mass of creatures moving about below, his words came through crystal-clear. His eyes were locked upon hers, glowing weakly with psychic energy, but other than them there was nothing that even made him seem alive; he was as animate as a statue, and if it wasn't for the telepathy, he might as well have been one. The Pokémon surrounding him seemed to take no notice of him, mostly because they were preoccupied with other things, but also because he was so insignificant as to be nearly invisible. Not even a Scyther perched by the ceiling could have singled him out if it tried to; but now he was reaching into Agrona's mind, talking to her, staring at her, and that made quite a difference.

You don't even know me. It is a shame will grow so angry...
 
A faint sound pierced the low drone of the crowd of Pokemon returning to their homes, or perhaps just bustling about without much of a reason. Like many things, Karg ignored it. He levitated above the crowd, as he would never squeeze past it, and quickly flew back to his own quarters, touching down exhausted. He headed in. Into what wasn't more than a concrete box. There were a few sheets of metal lined up against one wall, but not enough, meaning Karg would need to scavenge for more later. For now, he laid down on the floor and rested, knowing another battle wouldn't come for a while.

Master always makes sure the odds are in our favor, which they probably aren't now..., he thought.
 
((Hmm...any idea if we can battle each other? If so where could we meet?))

Serene Grace worked up a plan. She would wait until Ellie had destroyed the Master Ball letting her free and also transferring her data to Ellie's Pokemon record. And Ellie was nice and would let her go anywhere! It would be great.

Everything in the Underground was as usual gray and dull, it was even worse than usual as Serene Grace had just seen Sunlight and Bright Colours.

She wished for the Rainbow Festival to magically appear down here but it was hopeless, it would be destroyed in the fierce and bloody battles down here.

'Delcatty, come' Master called.

Serene Grace sighed and walked over.

'As a punishment you will be fighting the most powerful Pokemon trainer registered underground which is a trainer by the name of ??? as she is unknown and in the shadows and as far as we know nameless. I have told ??? to use her Machamp as I am sure it will be merciless to you. Also from now on I will call ??? Markie as ??? is three question marks. Understood?'

'Yes Master' I noticed I hated saying that more than usual and it was because it was possible to leave this all soon...

'We will be battling tomorrow, so Delcatty get some rest, winning would be great for my record but if you lose then it is served as your punishment.' Master said with a mean grimace.

Serene Grace curled up in a ball outside while Master entered a the Underground hotel. Thinking of warm blankets and cozy pillows Serene Grace just couldn't go to sleep this day but she knew she needed her sleep...

What if she was to steal a pillow? Her inner Togekiss told her no, that it was too mean but Serene Grace had her own plans. She could steal some food as well, just one apple would be GREAT but she'd save it till just before the battle because she would need her energy.

Serene Grace thought of WHO to steal from, who was the meanest of the mean. Then it hit her.

Serene Grace flew up up up, the many stories of the only hotel underground were flying by as Serene Grace tried to spot the right number...144, 145, 146...they were close...

196!

Serene Grace slowed down and swooped quietly through the window quiet as a cat Pokemon with Togekiss genes.

She snuck over, seeing what she was looking for with her cat eyes which could see through the darkness.

There was a collection of the most prised pillows and blankets in the whole underground. And beside them on the table was the Golden Apple, the best food for battles, it was like a drug...it made you too strong and can be dangerous...but what would be the harm, Golden Apples weren't as strong a drug as most and were allowed so...why not?

Serene Grace snuck over, slightly levitated so she wouldn't set off the robber alarm and grabbed the Golden Apple. It was one of only Five in the underground and they all belonged to Markie. She would only however need one so Serene Grace got one pillow and blanket and was off.

Down down down, now she was trying to get down to the ground. Serene Grace landed with a plomp so quiet it could only be heard with a sound detecter.

Flying to her sleeping spot's entrence(a small abandoned and boarded up room which Delcatty had got to by Dig) she walked through it to the small room. She was lucky to find this place as it was nice and enclosed and no one else knew about it, it was also in one corner of the underground and was unnoticeable.

Serene Grace put her pillow on the ground(the room had nothing in it, it was just a room but it was rather safer than other Pokemon's sleeping spots). Then she put her fluffy and big pillow(big enough to fit a Charizard) in the middle of the room and slept lay down on it covering herself with the blanket. She drifted off to sleep.
 
Moonlight retreated to her sleeping place. Tommorrow, she had many battles ahead of her, even though she didn't want to. HSe lay down on the cold, hard ground with no blanket or pillow. She drifted into dreamless sleep.

((And I would like, somehow or other, to meet up with Serene, Eeveeskitty.))
 
"Be glad we made it on time," Master said, looking at Kenshi. "I will punish you later." Great. Fourteen bloody battles in a row, and punishment right after.

"You're up next," a man said, and both Kenshi and his master walked next to the arena, Kenshi jumping in as he got there. A Kangaskhan with an evil grin looked at him from across the field, anxious to taste his blood. Kenshi already knew what genes he had. Every Dragon-type had a special taste for blood, and this was no different.

Kenshi dashed and attacked with an Ice Fang, very pleased when he saw it hit wonderfully. Dragon and Flying type. This promissed to be a quick match.
 
((Maybe you could find my sleeping place by some random method))

Serene woke up immediately as if an alarm had just gone off. Today was the match. Serene got her Golden Apple and put it one of her invisible, tightly folded in wings, it wouldn't fall out unless she flew.

Serene went through the tunnel and emerged outside(well, underground outside :P) and ran to where she knew Master would be waiting.

Of course Master was there and beside her was a teenage girl, no older than 16 arms folded.

The girl grinned at her Machamp which was waiting for Serene outside of her Pokeball or as it was rumored, her Cherish Ball.

'The match will begin in one minute, please make all preparations and go onto the battle area when ready' the judge shouted.

Serene walked quickly into a small hut not caring those it was, and quickly scoffing her Golden Apple. She felt stronger, more confident and stronger, yes definitely stronger.

She walked out. Serene no longer was scared at the prospect of facing one of the most powerful trainers around.

The judge waved a flag and Serene took off so Machamp wouldn't be able to get her until she swooped down to attack. Of course she could just use moves like Aura Sphere to attack from above but it would be easier to miss and waste energy.

Serene flew down slashing Machamp with a more powerful than usual Air Slash. It hit Machamo in the stomach and left a cut which bleed. Machamp screamed in agony.

Machamp charged a Hyper Beam as Delcatty flew down again and used a Pay Day to please her Master a little more.

Machamp finished charging the Hyper Beam. She let it free knocking Serene out of the air for a second, her whole body hurt with the power.

But she didn't lose hope. Serene flew down again for another Air Slash which hit Machamp's eye. Tumbling around Machamp tried to aim a Cross Chop but missed by far.

For fun Serene launched a Water Pulse and then diving through the fountain of water with a Sucker Punch.

The Machamp looked weak and very nearly defeated but then used a Focus Blast.

Both Pokemon were now on the same level, nearly defeated.

The one to go first would win.

At the same time Serene and Machamp launched Sucker Punch/ Vaccum Wave. They both hit in midair and an explosion exploded.
 
Scissors's master winced as he looked at the melted metal on her abdomen. It had since hardened, and therefore they couldn't just wipe it off, so she had some kind of weird stalactites down there now.

He had already cleaned off the worst of the scorch marks. They had both agreed that it was different from scratches; she would probably end up looking like some kind of test dummy for fire extinguisher if they weren't scrubbed off. They had been unsure of what to do with the hole in her wing, but decided to just leave it be, since she couldn't fly anyway and didn't know Wing Attack.

"That looks really bad," he said. "Are you sure it doesn't hurt?"

She shook her head for the millionth time. It had stung very much, but it now just felt a bit heavy. There was only a dull ache that was probably from the metal melting enough to expose the vulnerable skin underneath.

"Well, even if it doesn't, I'm not exactly sure you can have kids anymore-"

"As if I wanted brats of my own," she muttered, but she wore the tiniest of smiles. She was quite glad that her master cared enough to consider her future like that. Most would just fight there Pokemon to death, or, if they survived long enough, throw them on the street when they got too old or weak to fight or provide any use.

She had never really thought about her future before. She supposed that she would like to fight as long as she could; she hadn't had any attatchment to the world above ground, and she liked fighting. It satisfied certain needs, such as the need to hunt and kill something. Even if she didn't eat afterwards, she needed to kill things to keep herself sane, and the humans couldn't waste time going above ground and catching tiny prey Pokemon for their fighters to eat. She supposed the problem of that wouldn't exist with herbivores, although that didn't matter, as she wasn't an herbivore and never would be.

But after she got too old (she was very confident that she wouldn't be killed), she wouldn't like to be abandoned. She could still have her uses. Teaching any newcomer would be worth it. They would learn a few things from her, especially if they relied on speed and offense, with good defense when they slowed down enough to be attacked. By that time, she would most definitely be a master, after years of experience.

She cleared her thoughts away and thought of the present instead. They should be going to get dinner soon, and indeed, as she thought that, her master beckoned her and went out the door. Scissors followed into the next room, which was the kitchen.

As she ate her Pokemon food (which was specially made, as Master put tiny bits of Occa berries in it to bring down her Fire weakness a bit), she looked out the wonder, and absentmindedly began to think about the fight.

That Infernape... He was actually pretty well-trained. Wonder what I'll get next time... Hm, maybe a Charizard. Or an Absol. Yeah, those would be good opponents.
 
Storm looked down at the weakly twitching Houndoom. Was it a serious opponent, or was this the human's idea of a joke..? She turned around and padded back to her empty little room. Two matches, against weak excuses for Pokemon. Hah. The human.. seriously couldn't get a match against a strong, fully evolved Pokemon in all of The City? A slit of light made Storm look up.

"Up, lizard, you just got traded for a more worthy Pokemon," the human said blandly, and threw her Great Ball at her. Storm blinked at the sudden loss of movement, and thought quickly, shocked.

What? The human.. traded me for another Pokemon? She had caught a flash of green behind the male human, who only ever wore a faded red. So, a Torterra, or Leafeon? Not that it seriously mattered, she had gotten traded to another human and would fight for him or her instead. Nothing special. But maybe this one would get her in decent fights.. Or not.

((I was thinking, maybe someone could meet Storm this way? As in she gets traded to someone's owner? >_<))
 
Fero left his nest and was instantly greeted by his master.

"Oh good, let's get on with the battles, then."

"Can it, Scorp. Your first opponent's supposed to be a Blastoise. Your Garchomp DNA might be leaving a bit of a weak point, so stay underground for the most part."

Fero continued on. 'Very well then," he said, "but answer me this: how much do you want left of it?"

A small smile spread over the face of his master. "Just enough to be recognized."

With a wild laugh, Fero made his way to the arena.

Just enough to be recognized, eh? I can have some fun With this battle.

Fero entered to the arena, and took position on his side, sizing up his enemy.

Big. Ridiculously big, from the looks of it. He must've been infused with the DNA of some giant pokemon. No matter. Bigger's by no means better, and if I can strike quickly and sporadically, then he'll go down.
 
((I was thinking, maybe someone could meet Storm this way? As in she gets traded to someone's owner? >_<))

((Pick me! Pick me!))

Karg woke up. He had no clue how long he'd slept. In fact, there was no real way to tell time down here. Or many things. Except direction. His encounter with a special syringe of Magnemite DNA as a little Aron ensured he'd never forget which was north. But none of those mattered. Other Pokemon might go out and, try, to enjoy themselves, but Karg was, as usual, all business and flew back to the door back to the world both Pokemon and humans shared. He opened it, and went through, then found his master fairly quickly.

"Awake? Didn't need you yet. Ah well, I guess you could come along. Need to make sure she doesn't hate you, in any case.", master said in his usual, neutral tone, showing neither respect nor disrespect

She?, Karg pondered.

"I guess you need to be filled in. Someone offered to trade with me. Not you, losing you would be a major blow. Another one of mine...", he explained.

Karg just noticed how master was dressed. In a black and white getup with a strip of colorful fabric hanging off his neck, what he seemed to wear to anything that wasn't a battle. Not that Karg knew anything about it. He focused on fighting, and was itching for a bout now.
 
((*points to link008* You're the winner~ *throws confetti*))
Storm's Great Ball was thrown down, and she came out in a seemingly empty room. A man dressed in plain black and white with a splash of colour, a scarf-like thing around his neck stood beside an Aggron. The human was probably her new owner, or something.

"I was.. traded to you, then?" Storm's Weavile side came out a second, breaking into a dark grin. "Right. Otherwise I wouldn't be standing here. My other human got a worthless Pokemon, presumably." She faced the Aggron. "And if you're one of his, I guess we'll be practicing together often.."

Storm paused. It wasn't like her to be so toward humans, or other Pokemon. Likely because the human only had her, and kicked her around, so there wasn't much socializing with other Pokemon. She guessed if the human was like the last, there'd be a battle tonight.
 
The two humans, Karg's master and the Salamence's master, shook hands. The other human went on his way with a different-looking Pokeball in hand.

"Right. You two get to know each other, I suppose. He said your name was... Storm, correct?", Karg's master told them. Without giving the Salamence, Storm, a chance to respond in any way, he continued, "You won't fight today, but you'd better perform tomorrow, for my sake. And your's"

With that Karg's master went off to a stand nearby, presumably to confirm the inevitable fight today. That rather excited Karg. A spark arched between his horns.

"I am called Karg.", Karg told Storm, "And yes, I suppose we will, but master doesn't hold such practices often. He says it's because I might accidentally shred my partner, which would, he says, land him in the hole."

He looked down and sized the Salamence up. She didn't look special at all, a very common trait down here.
 
((All right, ES, tonight leave a hole above your sleeping place, and Moonlight will find you tonight.))
Moonlight awoke to her trainer yelling. "Time to get up; your match is in one minute!" Moonlight stretched and went to the arena. Oh, goody, an Espeon... she thought as the ref signaled the bettle to begin. Moonlight used Shadow Aura Ball, an attack made by combinining Shadow Ball and Aura Sphere. The Espeon didn't see it coming, and she scored a Critical Hit with it. The Espeon fired back with Ember, so she figured it was combined with Torchic or something. Moonlight used Bone Rush, which was a miss. She used Bone Rush right off the bat again, and scored a hit. The Espeon was weak now, so Moonlight used Agility to gain speed, and used Shadow Ball to finish the job. She then moved a swift bite to the neck, killing the Espeon. Why, why do I have to do this...
 
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