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The Legendary Beast Pack

((Holy. Crap. I'm gone for one whole day, and I miss so much... good thing that there was nothing too plot changing, or that's what I could tell))

Frollo had watched all of these newcomers with a bit of bemusement. There was nothing unanimous he could say of any of these others; some of them, such as the Lucario, looked like worthy opponents, while others (namely, that Togetic that all but crash-landed into the group) looked less than worthy of Frollo's time, much less their own life.

This will be... interesting, he thought, shaping a spoon into a mace out of boredom, then changing it back, I need to learn more about these "allies."

And then there was that Persian.

He had heard of the Golden Terror - who hadn't in the battling pits - but he himself had never crossed attacks with the Persian; by the time his fame had gone on the rise, Frollo's trainers had started to see him as what they called "crazy."

To be able to fight alongside of this "legend" will be yet another experience; I can see myself if this one is worthy... though the presence of that child is going to severely hurt his chances.

His gaze passed around all of the other members of these team, only stopping when someone reflected light into his face: this happened to come from a Meowth that not soon after went and began to harass the Marowak.

No... not yet. He will be one of the first to be judged, though. This group, whatever its purpose, will not have time for anyone who is not completely devoted to achieving its goal.

It was then that his gaze settled on the Banette that was examining him as if he were a specimen in a museum..

"Do you require anything, ghost? This group will likely have much to deal with, so if you have any sort of questions you have to ask me, ask them now before you-"

It then floated away before he could finish.

"-cease to exist."

Another one that I'll have to keep a close eye on. It seems that at least one of ours will be judged to be unworthy by the time our first battles are done.

With that, the Alakazam closed his eyes, and listened in on the conversation that might soon start between the Marowak and the Persian. He, too, was wondering where a fighter of the Persian's status could have obtained a young Riolu.
 
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A riolu jumped out of a tree suddenly, and Smile let out a shrill, but small shriek. She quieted herself when she saw him.

That was scary! Okay. He's fine...

"Smile? That's different. But, whatever you like. At least you can say there aren't many others with your name."

"Yeah, I know, it's great! I like being unique!" Smile said happily, completely forgeting her screech.

The riolu approached them. "And you said you were 'Sheila,' right? I bet you'd be creepy on a cloudy night. Just yellow eyes stickin' outta' the bushes. Yup. Definetly ominous."

"What are you talking about?" Smile defended, positively. "Shiela's never scary! She's nice!"

The riolu continued. "So, what's your favorite color? What about your favorite season? I like winter, do you like winter Sheila? What's your favorite food, Smile? Don't eat the yellow snow!"

Smile grinned, then started on, unaware of the subject change. "Well, I like flower pink, and spring green, and sea blue, and everything really. I love the spring, but I haven't been aboveground much. All I remember is it being cold, and a lot of snow. And my favorite food? Well, I like pecha berries, and watmel berries, and nomel, and sitrus. I like a lot! But I've never eaten snow before.When I see snow, it's usually being shot at me during a battle, so I don't have time to eat it. But thanks for the advice!" The togetic took a much needed breath, ten looked at the riolu cheerfully.

We're going to be great friends!

"We're going to be great friends! You're fun!"
 
Xhan looked at the Togetic. Hmmm.... She's a tough nut to crack. She answered every question... Most people just try to make me go away... He just smiled. He loved a good challenge. The word 'friends' caught his ear, and he looked at her again. He once had a friend. The crap they had pulled on some people had been absolutely priceless. But this was different.

"Well, sure, why not!" He grinned again. "I suppose if we're gonna' be friends, introductions should be made. I'm Xhan. Northcut, that is. I already know your name. Do you know why you shouldn't eat the yellow snow?" Xhan asked. In all honesty, he had no idea, and he was hoping she did. He had just heard somebody say it once, and thought it was funny. Hopefully, she'd know, because if she asked him if he knew, he'd have to make something up. He was never good at making up stories off the bat.
 
Flyte, mildly surprised, watched a Riolu jump out of a tree and begin chatting with the black Ninetales and the sparkling Togetic. He tilted his head to the side and listened in, covering his mouth with his paw, trying not to laugh at what he heard.

"Smile? That's different. But, whatever you like. At least you can say there aren't many others with your name."
"And you said you were 'Sheila,' right? I bet you'd be creepy on a cloudy night. Just yellow eyes stickin' outta' the bushes. Yup. Definetly ominous."
"So, what's your favorite color? What about your favorite season? I like winter, do you like winter Sheila? What's your favorite food, Smile? Don't eat the yellow snow!"

But by the end of this, Flyte's shoulders were shaking with contained laughter. While he was quite obviously amused by the randomness of the Riolu, he did happen to catch some info that was nice to know. The Ninetails is known as Sheila and the Togetic really was named Smile. He watched the hulking Marowak walk over to the Persian and Ninetails and began to speak, but he didn't quite catch what was said. However, it seemed to regard a small, shaking, bundle of fur that was latched onto the Persian. A wave of pain rolled over Flyte as he focused in on it and he let out a small moan. That one was injured as well, both physically and emotionally.

He let go of the pain and turned his attention elsewhere for the time being. The Alakazam seemed quite relaxed, with his eyes closed. Flyte wondered if he was one of the friendlier pokemon here..

He turned and looked back at the treestump. There was a slightly crazy looking Quilava near it, along with a calm Erufuun and that grim absol. Flyte sighed...his headache was getting worse..
 
The togetic looked at Xhan, and then donned a quizzical look, considering what it might mean.

Yellow might mean electric?

"It's probably electricized snow. Maybe it'll zap you if you eat it?" Smile questioned, unsure.

Smile felt like doing something. Mostly beating her wings and practicing metronome. After all, there wasn't much she did other than that and battling back home, though she did talk to her friends.

"Hey, I'm going to stretch my wings a bit, okay?"

The normal-flying type took off, glittery joy dust floating down towards Xhan in particular, but more fell off later, heading to the other members of the group. It was an almost constant cycle, as the down regenerated quickly, but there was still an amount of time before a significant amount fell.

"Sorry guys!" She called out, then flew a few feet away to do some absentminded flips.

In a few minutes she landed and hovered back towards the group, though still keeping her distance.

"I'm gonna metronome practice, okay?"

Smile concentrated on ice. The snow talk had made her curious. She waggled her finger and shards of ice shot out, piercing the ground.

"Aw, sorry guys, I didn't make snow. I'll try to make it soon."

"Snow, ice, snow snow!" She mumbled, and she let out a burning flamethrower from her mouth.

She tried once more, but this time she spouted water from her head. That was just weird.

"I give up..." She mumbled. Were there even any moves that used snow?

She went back to the group, but had brought her shards of ice.

"Sorry, Xhan. I couldn't make snow. But I used ice shard!" Smile was proud of herself anyway. Ice shard was ice type.

She glanced over at a winged eevee. He looked kind of sad.

Maybe I should cheer him up!
 
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A smile flashed across the Ninetales' face as Ed suddenly straightened up at mention of her name. Maybe he was inter... no, no. He's more interested in fighting, she thought to herself.

...And now another Riolu, this time older and... more annoying had come over to them. Joy sparkles or not, Sheila gave a very annoyed glance toward Ed, as if to somehow tell him telepathically to get rid of them in a violent manner. She didn't like being asked so many questions.

She was getting more annoyed by the second as she opened her mouth to speak and the Togetic answered for her. Hah. How would that thing know I'm always nice? Just because I would rather stay away from battles...

And just how were these Pokemon so happy when they all knew the horrors of the pits?

Sheila just threw Ed another "please kill them" glare.
 
Ewards looked up from Ammy when he heard some...very annoying voices. He focused first on the Marowak...what did he want? The feline frowned, looked down at Ammy again, then around at the little gathering. Huh. There were...a lot of others around now. That was fast.

"Found her," he monotoned, turning his attention to Sheila quickly.

She looked pretty annoyed now...must have something to do with the...sparkley Togetic thing floating around. He hated Togetic. And sparkles. And annoying overly happy things. Especially ones that bugged Sheila.

He bared his teeth at the flying type, watching Smile try and do...something with snow, or something. He'd show this flying ball of glitter snow, then. He opened his mouth wide and sucked in a deep breath, a mist slowly forming around his jaws. Then, he blew the breath out, and it came out as a rush of polar air, snow, and chunks of ice. The full brunt of the Icy Wind was directed at the offending Togetic.

"Screw off, runt. Sheila doesn't want annoying balls of stupid like you around, got it?" He growled when he stopped blowing ice.
 
Pali sat, listening. Things were moving very fast and she was having a bit of a hard time keeping up. She tried to keep quiet, simply keeping her ears open for anything that would be useful towards their escape/

She squeaked a little as a strong breeze lifted her feet off the ground. She drifted for a little bit, only about two feet in the air, worrying that she was going to drift away from the group. However, she eventually landed right next to an oddly black Ninetales. Rather unlike herself, Pali got a bit nervous. She felt she had seem her before, maybe even was in the ring against her. She shivered, remembering what it was like to be engulfed in flames...

"Hi there..." she said, her nerves not changing her normal, slow tone. "I hope I'm not bothering you... Do you mind if maybe I sit here? I guess it doesn't matter... we're all in this together...right...?"

She followed the Ninetales gaze to the Persian and her heavy-lidded eyes widened a little. It really was him, that one she heard had never lost a single battle. She'd seen him a few times, and frankly he was terrifying down there. No...she didn't want to think about that. no more battles, no more fighting. Just this peaceful night. He wasn't out to get her now... not that she knew of, at least.

"But if you want me to go... I will... doesn't matter to me..."
 
"Show off..." Xhan mumbled as the Togetic flew in cirles. Yet he couldn't help but smile a little. When she tried to make snow, he stood there, only a little embarassed for her. Does she even know about Metronome? I always thought it was random effects... When the Persian blew an Icy Wind at her, he looked back at him, a bit irritated. Smile was ignorant, and Xhan could take a lot of annoyance without complaint, but he got just a bit upset by problem-solving skills of this type.

"How very rude." He glared at the Persian, hoping to Arceus that the cat didn't turn on him. He could run fast, but running from a feline was always iffy. "You need to work on your social skills, good sir. Can I just say, you have no reason to try to freeze people to friggin' death? Besides, if you thought she was annoying, you ain't seen nothin' yet."
 
Smile flew up suddenly, trying to miss the ice. She succeded mostly, but a big chunk of snow hit her in the face. It felt refreshing. The flying type moved the snow off her face and then gathered up the rest of it.

"Thank you! Now we can use this snow!" She cheered.

She turned to Xhan he ranted angrily to the persian, rambling on about his social skills. He just wanted to help, I'm sure. "Oh, it's fine, Xhan. It's actually helpful! It takes a while for me to manipulate metronome. It might've taken me half an hour to get enough snow to use, and the persian just speeded it up considerably!" The togetic joyously commented. "Thanks much, and what's your name?" She asked innocently.

"Now, we were using this snow to... test it electricly, right? Should I thunderwave it? Or can we make a snowman instead?"

Smile quickly shaped about half of the snow into a ball.

"We can do a lot of things with snow!" She said.
 
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Frollo was a little less than surprised at the Persian's short answer to what could have been a very thorough question.

Well, I suppose that this Persian and I have a lot more in common than I first thought. Typical, really; the best fighters must all have that in common.

At this, the one called Xhan started to tell off the Persian for blasting the Togetic with Icy Wind. Frollo's eyes narrowed, and the Alakazam floated forward, until he was right behind the Riolu.

"Boy, I would advise that you tread carefully when dealing with a pokemon such as this. I don't know what sort of battle experience you've had, but I can tell yo this: you look like the sort of enemy that would fall pretty quickly to the more seasoned of pit fighters, among which include myself, and this Persian. It is for such a reason that I would advise you against trying to deliberately annoy them."

After all, nobody on this team can be killed until I've seen how worthy they really are.
 
Edward stared blankly at Xhan and Smile, his mouth hanging open a little. He didn't believe this...what the hell...? He'd never seen such annoying pups in his life, the little ones back home knew better than that... He growled and snapped his mouth shut, made an aggravated growling, and sighed.

"Look, runt, I don't care what you think. I can be 'rude' if I like, I've killed more Pokemon than you could probably imagine, so bugger off."

He grinned when Frollo made his little speech, nodding happily. Finally, someone who knew what he meant! He'd probably be liking this old bastard. He then turned his gaze back at Smile. Now then, to get back at this ball of stupid... Without a word, Edward let his forehead gem glimmer, then let off the Thunderbolt at the flying type with a purring laugh.
 
Halan lifts up a paw and baps Edward on the head, a annoyed breath leaving him as he gave the cat a tired glare. "Edvard, that vas not needed and you know better. Stop being a bastard or I'll have to rethink you taking care of a child...more so a Riolu."

Halan then gives the flying type a slightly-sorry glance, then waves them away in a 'please go away before he tries that again' way. He then looks down at the second Riolu and rolled his eyes. He quickly grabs at the Riolu and moved him from Ed's reach, giving the cat a warning glance.

Then he noticed that the Arcanine had come over. He gives her a slight smile and gets to his feet, pulling the bag from his side and roots through it. "You are bleeding. Can't have that." He muttered, pulling out cloth and disinfected.
 
Ed... stood up for her?

While he didn't look, Sheila smiled a bit at the gesture. That asshole cat had a heart in there... somewhere. She turned to the blue ball of fur clinging to his flesh paw. She nudged her with her snout. "Hey pup... you can trust me. Come on, don't be scared... we're not going to hurt you. Come on... I want to help."

The poor child was so young... and so scared. Sheila wouldn't have that. She knew she wouldn't easily be able to pry her away from Ed, the one having brought her here, but maybe she could at least get her to open up and stop being so frightened.

Oh...? Now there was another voice. She looked around and spotted a... cotton thing. It looked fluffy.

"Well I don't mind, if you're not going to be like those two."
 
Pali smiled up at Sheila, happy at the acceptance.

"No... I don't think I will... I'm not really one for getting into fights... I'd really just rather we all just get along, y'know...? Give peace a chance, maybe..."

Pali turned her gaze over to the others around, and noticed a tiny, frightened Riolu clutching tightly to the leg of the one she heard called "The Golden Terror." Her first thought was to try to help comfort the child, but after seeing the Persian's reactions to those who came near the little one... Pali was understandably hesitant.

"Please don't be sad..." Pali said to the Riolu, though her lack of focus almost made it seem like a general statement to everyone. "We're free now... just night sky above us... nice breezes around... we'll be okay... and you're also one of "we" I guess... so don't worry...."
 
The persian shot lightning at Smile, giving her quite a jolt. It gave obvious damage, but her happiness helped move away the pain.

"Ouch!" She grumbled. Some of her down had fell off, and the more of it she shed, the more she could feel the pain, but that was fine. The snow was untouched, and that was good. She used wish. That would help eventually. She picked up some of her sparkles and arranged them on the snow, making it look great. Once she had gotten it perfect and looked up, a lucario was urging her to leave. She waved and rolled her snow away.

Oh well. I'll have to start over.

Her glowing, sparkly aura had already started reforming, though it was going slowly. A star twinkled brightly through the night over her head and she was healed. The wish had passed.

Maybe I should heal that arcanine?

After all, she had the power, why not use it? She waved and tried to get the lucario's attention, the one that had asked her to leave. She pointed to the stars and said:

"Wish. Do you want help?"

She said it slowly and almost silently, but carefully. She should be heard.

She paid no attention to her snow.
 
Halan glances over his shoulder at the small pup in Ed's grasp, the sense of familiarity still nagging at him. His gaze grow more worried as the small Riolu shivers against Ed's limb, scared of what was around her and in obvious pain.

"Bednyĭ malenʹkiĭ ... YA nadyeyusʹ, chto ona uspokoit·sya v blizhaĭshyee vremya." He mutters, shaking his head and turning back to the Arcanine. He glanced over to the flying type and maintained his usual cold blank expression. She looked to want to help heal the Arcanine, which was a nice thing to do, but he wasn't sure the Arcanine wanted to be healed yet.

"You should heal yourself...and please, do play vith some of the younger ones. They may find your charm more velcoming. I have this covered, so don't vorry."
 
Smile nodded. Playing did sound kind of fun, and her sparkles were returning. She flew over to a curious-looking bannette.

Maybe she'll want to play?

"Hello. How's it going? Do you want to play a game? We have snow," The togegic motioned, gesturing to the pile of snow, which had not melted.

She didn't really know what to play or do, but it did sound fun.

Maybe hide and go seek, or building a snowman... or... something fun!

She was feeling less sensible and more silly the more her joy dust returned. Was it affecting her in some way?
 
Ammy didn't move from her spot of comfort, crumpled into the arm of her rescuer. She could hear, and feel, those around her. Some referred to her, some didn't - emotions flew around like the winds of a raging storm. Happiness, sadness, annoyance, anger. She didn't respond to it, doing her best to just focus on the rumbling purr. It was difficult, though - so much input, she was not used to. Was this another test? They were always so.. simple. so quiet. All she had to do was be still.
She heard bangs and whooshes, classic sounds of battle. She had heard it from the arenas, but this time, they were close. Was she in the arena? Was she about to be eaten? Used as a chew toy? She crumbled more, sobbing a bit louder - she knew nothing of the battles, only hearsay.
But her ears perked. In between all the speech she could barely make out, something a bit more... familiar. Her head lifted slightly, though neck still craned downwards so that she might take cover once again quickly. She sniffled and warbled, slowly turning her head to the direction she had heard, eyes still squeezed shut and ears surveying back and forth.
"S-Shto?... k- kto tam? g- gde ya?..."
 
Halan's head snaps up, then looks over his shoulder at the small pup in Ed's arms. He stares at her for a few moments, then opens his maw "Vy ponimaete ... Rossiya, malyshka?". He places the items back into his bag, muttering to the Arcanine that he'd be right back to tend to her wounds, and crossed back to the pup. He kneels down and looks at her closer, his eyes taking on a soft blue glow.

"...vhat...this aura...and her smell. This can't be just a something unrelated to one another...Eto slishkom stranno..."

He closes his eyes and tries to figure out what this could all mean, the only answer he could get was too far-fetched for him to accept.

There is no way this child could be mine...I watched that Lucario flee after we...but this smell...

"...she could be..."
 
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