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"I do," Jett replied to the older boy's rather official introduction, glancing at the Spearow with careful eyes. Sorry, Aerosmith, but I don't think you'd be the best choice for this battle, he thought as he calmly let his first Pokeball fly. Athena burst out, landing before her trainer.

"Hypnosis!" Jett called, deciding that he would start off the battle today. The owl was appraising the Tiny Bird Pokemon before the command came, but she instantly leapt into action, her large eyes beginning to glow.

"Hoot!" she shrieked, releasing a few sets of rings that headed for the opposing bird, hopefully successful in putting it to sleep so she could nail a few good attacks.

"You don't want to go home? Why? Granted, I guess my life has been rather easy, but still, people should still want to visit their home." Sam watched Devlin for a while before answering Miharu's question. She wasn't too keen on battling again, but she wasn't sure if Miharu wanted to battle more, and she didn't want to offend her. "I'm not sure...I kinda hope not," she said quietly. "I think we've had enough for one day. I bet Miles wouldn't mind a turn out though. When we reach New Bark Town I guess."

Abe watched as his opponent got madder and madder until his anger seemed to collapse in on itself, creating nothing but a rather frightening calm. Hypnosis, crap! the bird keeper thought, and swiftly ordered the Little Bird Pokemon to show those two the real grace of bird Pokemon.

Natu wasn't the best to show the grace of a flier, considering he couldn't even fly. But with impressive speed, he darted forward and summoned up the energy to hop over the rings of fatigue. The Flying/Psychic-type fell back to the plank before the Gastly, right when his trainer called for a perfectly-timed Night Shade.

Natu's image seemed to grow larger as the rest of the arena blackened out. At least, that must've been how Terumi could see it. But he shouldn't have much to worry about if it hit him; the damage was equal to the bird's level, and that wasn't very high...

Natu's eyes widened as he was engulfed by the phantom, and he felt a shiver running through him as that Lick attack hit strong. He let out a weak cry.

"Crap!" The redhead was getting calmer and calmer for someone who seemed so fiery, and that was only unnerving Abe more. "Teleport, Natu! Get outta there!" Sure enough, the Gastly would find his body soon to be empty as the saliva-soaked bird returned to the safety of the plank, gazing at Terumi fearfully.

"Let's give him your best Leer!" Natu closed his eyes, willed away his fear if only for a moment, and sent an intense glare towards the Gas Pokemon.

The water is warm for such a cold day. The boy in the mask refers to the air gauge. It is getting low. He looks to his watch to find it has been two hours since the young girl with orange hair attempted to attack him. She should be gone now.

Very slowly the boy with the mask rises from the water. He looks around and finds nobody there. He does notice the pokeball he threw is gone, and his boat has been taken. That fool of a girl must have gone down stream to find me. He thinks.

Rising out of the water and analyzing the situation he was not ready for what happens next. Out of nowhere a sharp claw grabs him and throws him in the air. He doesn't even have time to react; the world just seemed to move on it's own. Laichi runs up and flips into the air to step directly on the boy's stomach. The boy falls with Laichi on top of him. With a thud and a small crack the boy coughs up what air he took from the breathing apparatus.

"You really thought we would give up on finding you! You must have muck for brains. My name is Laichi Ningyo, and this is Zii. I don't care about what you stole or how hard it is for me to get it back. You tried to capture me! Unlike pokemon, that hurts us humans! I'm going to knock your bidoof looking feebas swimming butt into next year!"

“Good job, Terumi. Follow it up with lick.”

Terumi grinned, and with the same determination as his last assault, he swooped down on the Natu, dragging his drooling tongue across the Little Bird’s face with a rather disturbing slurp. And he found himself rather enjoying the taste of psychic types.

“Keep at it until it wakes up or faints. Just don’t eat it. Please don’t eat it.”

As Terumi cackled to no one in particular and launched toward the Natu for a second assault, Scarlet looked over at Jett to see how he was fairing. With Athena as his choice, he’d be on about even ground with Falkner, at least in theory. “… You’d better win, Jett.”


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Abe felt his confidence falling like a lightning-struck bird as the phantom began to lick his poor, prone Natu. He felt so violated. "Wake up!" he continued to shout, like an irritating sentient alarm clock. But the Flying/Psychic-type would never open his eyes.

After a few Licks, those eyes opened and the faint breathing of the Little Bird Pokemon abruptly ceased. And then a black aura surrounded the bird before it pulsated, enlargening the image right as Terumi would normally try to give him a good lick. The Night Shade, while still capable of doing the same damage, seemed much more powerful if only for the anger behind Natu's glare as he attacked. Abe's lips slowly curled into a smile and his eyes grew sharper, his resolve strong.

"Let's finish this," he said decisively, hoping that the next few blows would be the last. He swiftly glanced over to the battle between Falkner and the other trainer, watching the Hoothoot duke it out with a Spearow. Falkner...! Show him what it means to be a real bird Pokemon trainer!

"It's no mere symbolism," Mike said, reaching into his pocket. "When I was in Mt. Chimney a few days past, I was in the process of capturing a Torkoal when a bad step caused me to go tumbling down the inside of the volcano. My body was dashed against the rocks. I remember my eyes darkening for the last time." He pulled out the Moltres feather. "But, apparently," he chuckled lightly. "It was not my time yet. I was brought back to life by Moltres. He said I had a-ha ha-task to do. Redemption, he said. At first, I was more than content to lie there, my existence sprayed against the insides of the mountain, but then I realized something. I was brought back to fix everything and that's what I'm going to do." Mike looked at the gleaming feather and then at Flannery. He smiled at her uncertain eyes. "You don't believe me, do you?" he laughed. "You think I've completely lost my mind. I understand. After all you've seen and heard, why wouldn't you?" Mike raised a naked hand up and looked at it. "Legendary Pokemon, ha! They are nothing but children's books." He looked again at the redheaded Gym Leader. "I promise you, Flannery. I mean every word." Flames began to wrap around his hand, and soon the boy cradled a small fireball in his palm. "Horrid, isn't it?"