PoisonEdge
4th May 2003, 12:22 AM
[ This is my first time so.. If I mess up anywhere, let me know...thats if anyones even reading this.. x.o;; ]
---- Chapter 1 ---
"You useless dirtball!" :: He was standing up, frustrated. This trainer never got frustrated. Wearing a dignified off-white kimono very raggedy, with careless folds. Unwelcoming brown eyes narrowed, glaring into the eyes of a frightened little Mudkip. It had just lost its 16th battle in a row and used up all his trainers berries. The little Pokemon was laying on its side, eyes shut as sweat poured over its bruized body. It had many wounds from continuous kicking, but that was nice discipline. Now fed up with the Mudkip, the trainer drew a long sword, and with one swift swing, it was all over. The decapitated head of the Mudkip rolled across the ground, stopping at the feet of another Pokemon. "You've stained this beautiful grass, sir" They had been in an ethereal field, the air filled with the aroma of grass-Pokemon and perfumed female trainers. The trees were tall and it was bright and sunny, however no one seemed to notice eachother unless they came in contact. The Pokemon that had spoken was a Medicham, however its skin had a very slight tan hue. Pants made from unknown materials shined navy blue, aswell as what looked like a headcap of sorts. Normally the lips of Medicham were swolen, however this one was normal.
And there was another. Standing beside the Medicham was a slightly taller Pokemon, a Hitmonlee. Unable to communicate with humans, he merely stould with arms folded, enraged but not showing any sort of emotion. "What the ..You..can talk?" Eyes widened a bit as the trainer stepped back slightly, a hand slipping into the insides of his Kimono. "Yes. And I'd suggest you not involve your only other Pokemon" Eyes narrowed, almost had a slight shine to them as he would slowly begin to ascend off the ground. Wind would begin to pick up a bit, leaves blowing across them now. He would continue to lift upwards until standing over the branch of a nearby tree, which he rested on. "You should be punished for your actions, and made sure that you can never harm another Pokemon in such a way again." The trainer would glare at the Medicham now, and then attention would turn back to where the Hitmonlee was. To his suprise, the Hitmonlee was gone, in truth right behind him. In a second, the Hitmonlee would hold our arms, arched inwards for balance. 75% of his weight would be held on his right leg while the left shot forward, the diamond-hard sold would connect with the mans spine, nearly breaking it.
Eyes widened as he burst into a scream, bits of silava shooting from his mouth, arms held out as he fell towards the floor, unable to move for the moment. The Hitmonlee would be standing infront of him now, arms still folded and looking downwards at him with the same rage, but with a bit of pity aswell. He'd turn to look at the Medicham for any further directions, which was his fatal mistake. A hand would grasp onto his ancle, and the Hitmonlee turned around. However now a blade would rake across the Hitmonlees chest, causing him to stumble backwards with a grunt.. "Monlee!" Blood would pour down his body. The Medichams eyes were shut, and gave a slight yawn. The head of the Mudkip beginning to vibrate, lifting off the ground without dropping a bit of blood. And would shoot towards the back of the trainers head, hard enough to cause blindness. With a slight scream he fell unconsious, other trainers simply watching in horror, not daring to attack. This didn't last long as one, when one trainer, with short blond hair and black streaks and piercings on his tongue, ear, and over his right eye. Wearing a white shirt with cut up sleeves and baggy jeans, he'd launch two Pokeballs, which would release-......
[ XD I love teasing endings. ]
---- Chapter 1 ---
"You useless dirtball!" :: He was standing up, frustrated. This trainer never got frustrated. Wearing a dignified off-white kimono very raggedy, with careless folds. Unwelcoming brown eyes narrowed, glaring into the eyes of a frightened little Mudkip. It had just lost its 16th battle in a row and used up all his trainers berries. The little Pokemon was laying on its side, eyes shut as sweat poured over its bruized body. It had many wounds from continuous kicking, but that was nice discipline. Now fed up with the Mudkip, the trainer drew a long sword, and with one swift swing, it was all over. The decapitated head of the Mudkip rolled across the ground, stopping at the feet of another Pokemon. "You've stained this beautiful grass, sir" They had been in an ethereal field, the air filled with the aroma of grass-Pokemon and perfumed female trainers. The trees were tall and it was bright and sunny, however no one seemed to notice eachother unless they came in contact. The Pokemon that had spoken was a Medicham, however its skin had a very slight tan hue. Pants made from unknown materials shined navy blue, aswell as what looked like a headcap of sorts. Normally the lips of Medicham were swolen, however this one was normal.
And there was another. Standing beside the Medicham was a slightly taller Pokemon, a Hitmonlee. Unable to communicate with humans, he merely stould with arms folded, enraged but not showing any sort of emotion. "What the ..You..can talk?" Eyes widened a bit as the trainer stepped back slightly, a hand slipping into the insides of his Kimono. "Yes. And I'd suggest you not involve your only other Pokemon" Eyes narrowed, almost had a slight shine to them as he would slowly begin to ascend off the ground. Wind would begin to pick up a bit, leaves blowing across them now. He would continue to lift upwards until standing over the branch of a nearby tree, which he rested on. "You should be punished for your actions, and made sure that you can never harm another Pokemon in such a way again." The trainer would glare at the Medicham now, and then attention would turn back to where the Hitmonlee was. To his suprise, the Hitmonlee was gone, in truth right behind him. In a second, the Hitmonlee would hold our arms, arched inwards for balance. 75% of his weight would be held on his right leg while the left shot forward, the diamond-hard sold would connect with the mans spine, nearly breaking it.
Eyes widened as he burst into a scream, bits of silava shooting from his mouth, arms held out as he fell towards the floor, unable to move for the moment. The Hitmonlee would be standing infront of him now, arms still folded and looking downwards at him with the same rage, but with a bit of pity aswell. He'd turn to look at the Medicham for any further directions, which was his fatal mistake. A hand would grasp onto his ancle, and the Hitmonlee turned around. However now a blade would rake across the Hitmonlees chest, causing him to stumble backwards with a grunt.. "Monlee!" Blood would pour down his body. The Medichams eyes were shut, and gave a slight yawn. The head of the Mudkip beginning to vibrate, lifting off the ground without dropping a bit of blood. And would shoot towards the back of the trainers head, hard enough to cause blindness. With a slight scream he fell unconsious, other trainers simply watching in horror, not daring to attack. This didn't last long as one, when one trainer, with short blond hair and black streaks and piercings on his tongue, ear, and over his right eye. Wearing a white shirt with cut up sleeves and baggy jeans, he'd launch two Pokeballs, which would release-......
[ XD I love teasing endings. ]