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Blood Games

The Blastoise aimed at Fero with its cannons, and proceeded to start blasting out ice from them. The First shot missed, but the second struck home, and Fero was thrown back while experiencing a pain that- for several moments- was nearly enough to make him yell in pain.

He's going after my weak point, Fero thought, And that shell of his is going to repel any attack that I would send... his... way...

That's it!

Fero charged at the Blastoise, who began to fire at Fero again, and the Scorpion lept up and, against what little of his better judgment that he had, landed on the shell.

The Blastoise flailed around wildly, trying to get Fero off of it, and that's when it got an idea.

The turtle dropped to the Ground, and began to retreat its limbs, its head, and its tail into the shell, in preparation for using Rapid Spin.

That was when Fero made his move, which was stabbing his poison-coated tail and claws into the holes where the Blastoise's arms and tail used to be.

A long, loud howl of pain came from the holes, and all was silent.

Then, slowly, the crowd began to cheer again.

Fero looked at the Blastoise's shell one more time. He doubted that that creature's master would be able to recognize what was in the shell... if the body was ever extracted.

You lose, weakling.
 
Moonlight saw the small Aura Shpere being fired back, so she knew that the Pokemon down there Decided to acknoledge her. "Hello?" She whispered. "My name is Moonlight. Who is down there?" She said it so quietly no one could hear but the Pokemon in the hole.
 
'Hello...' Serene said quietly not knowing why she was talking to a stranger.

'I'm Serene Grace, Serene for short and Sere for even shorter'
 
Well, hi. Is it safe to jump down?" she asked. "My master's fast asleep, and he already knows I get up in the middle of the night for a snack, so he'll figure I'm getting a snack if he wakes up and doesn't see me..."
 
'Yes, it's safe' Serene said. there was something in the stranger's voice that made her think that they weren't dangerous.
 
"Okay." Moonlight jumped in what seemed like an empty space. She landed on a pillow. "Oooh, this is soft... But anyways, do you hate the fighting? Because I do."
 
'Yes, the fighting is awful' Serene said glad to finally meet a Pokemon that wasn't a bloodthirsty monster and shared her dislike of to the death battles.
 
"I'm actually a hemophobic pacifist, so this really doesn't work out well... does it..." she asked herself, directing the hemophobic pacifist part at Serene Grace, but directing the question to herself.
 
'Wow. Uh...blood? I hate it, but I guess I'll have to accept it' Serene whispered.

'How about we get some sleep for now? You can use a half of the pillow, this pillow is as big as a Snorlax' Serene half joked, but the cushion was about the size of a Snorlax.
 
"Sure, why not!" Moonlight curled up on the pillow, when a thought dawned on her. "Wait, how am I going to get back up?" she asked Serene Grace.
 
Agrona twitched.

There was a voice in her head. Voices weren't good to hear in your head. They meant you were going insane. She wasn't insane, oh no! She was strong, and brave, and smart...

She looked down at the crowd below. Where was the voice coming from? She buzzed her wings. She couldn't quite see everyone down there, but... something stood out... A statue..?
 
'It's quite easy. It's like a climbing wall, it even has dents which you can put your paws in to climb better. Of course I made them myself' Serene said.

((Mewtwo, maybe we should wait for the others to post))
 
((Okay, but first Moonlight will ask a question to Serene, Serene aswers, then we go to sleep.))
"Before Moonlight drifted off to sleep she had a question to ask Serene. "So... what Pokemon's DNA was injected into you? Mine was a Lucario, hence the Aura Spheres.
 
'I got a Togekiss DNA' Serene answered 'So I have Aura Sphere as well'

Serene laid down her head and drifted off to sleep.
 
Because her opponent wasn't reacting, Flash managed to use Swords Dance again. She took a few steps quickly, then rushed in for a Fire Fang with a smirk on her face. For a Pokémon who wasn't Fire-type, their teeth would probably hurt from the move, but the Flareon was used to this by now.

((Why is Flareon's Japanese name Buusutaa [Booster]? Because it boosts its body temperature before battle?))
 
Fero left the arena, and greeted his Master with a simple: "Did I overdo it?"

"No," he said, "I don't think you did enough damage, that's all."

"Not enough damage?" Fero repeated, surprised. "I stabbed it with my claws and tail while it was in its shell! How is that 'not enough?"

"I don't think you made it suffer enough before you killed it," he said, "You took it down too fast. Humor me and toy with the enemy next time."

"Fine," Fero muttered, "But only because you asked so nicely."
 
Kenshi panted heavily. He made it to the finals, sure, but the battles were progressively longer, harder and more damaging. But that didn't matter. He made it to the finals. He was one victory away from a good night's rest. Thankfully Master was in a good mood after Kenshi's victory streak.

"Come Kenshi. Your opponent is waiting."

Kenshi walked to the arena, confident. He would give all he had got. Only for a night's rest. Laughing at his situation, he waited for his opponent to come.
 
((Hey, ES, we should wake up now.))
Moonlight awoke. "Holy crap, what time is it?! I've got a match against a Delcatty at eight..." she shook Serene awake. "Hey, I have a match against a Delcatty at eight, so I'm going to go check the time, kay?"
 
((My turn.))

Mawlrath looked at his trainer.

"Go. It's your turn."

The Metagross said nothing. He stomped forwards onto the field. His opponent was... an Arcanine? He had some disadvantage. Well, time to analyze his strategy.

"Your move," he said. He had his mind focused on his enemy to watch its movements. If he could decipher them, it would probably be to his advantage. For now he readied a Psychic so that he could cast damage while he watched.
 
(Come on, Tailsy, I can't tie with you without your post!)

Flash crouched, stomping a foot irritably. She glanced back at her master, who said nothing.

(Sorry for one-liner...)
 
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