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| Topic Started: Feb 1 2007, 08:31 AM (167 Views) | |
| Hitaru Miyamori | Feb 1 2007, 08:31 AM Post #1 |
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Hitaru faced his opponent, looking into the dark ebony of the female's eyes. She stood a good distance away, but not far enough so that he couldn't make out her every feature. His hair was dripping down his forehead due to the heavy rainfall, and his clothing was soaked. His dark blue jacket and light blue collared shirt were clinging to his skin, and his black, baggy pants were doing the same, even though they were tucked into his grey boots. all that did, it seemed, was to make matters worse. Needless to say he was very uncomfortable. The female across from him seemed to be untouched by the rainfall. In fact, she looked quite dry. And it was this fact that made Hitaru realize what was going to be. "I'm going to die here," he muttered to himself. He could hear the faint cheer of the crowd, but even that slight distraction couldn't hold back his horror at his grim realization. And all it took was to see a dry person in the rain. He saw her reach for a poke'ball from her belt, and he did the same. They both moved lightning fast, as if they were in a showdown and the slowest would be shot dead. He flung his poke'ball to the earth, and it cracked open in a burst of red light. A squirtle came forth, looking quite pleased with the weather. Out of the females poke'ball came forth a Venasaur, and it's eyes were glowing a deep, crimson red. Hitaru cringed slightly at this, and had to resist the urge to call back his poke'mon. His friend. "Are you ready Hitaru? The end is close and your final hour draws nigh! How will you face me with such a pathetic team?! Your not worthy to even call yourself a trainee, let alone a trainer!" The female yelled across. Her voice sounded sweet to Hitaru, but all this did was increase his fears. "I will not fall to you! My poke'mon and I have trained hard, and we will show you what we are capable of!" Hitaru yelled back, trying not to let his fear leak into his voice. Her blood-curdling smile told him he had failed. "I see you before me, standing fearful against a superior opponent. and yet you do not quiver nor do you plead with me to spare you. Fine then, it is settled. I will give you a fine death." Her voice sounded almost passive as she said this, like she was talking from somewhere distant. Hitaru figured she was just setting herself in her battle mood. "Venasaur, vine whip!" She called to her poke'mon, which towered over Hitaru's squirtle. It was then that Hitaru realized that they were in an outside poke'mon battle arena, he inside his drawn out square and she in her own. This revelation did not ease his fear, however, only made it stronger for no apparent reason. The two vines from Venasaur's giant flower on it's back flung themselves towards the squirtle at an incredible speed. "Squirtle, leap to the side!" Hitaru yelled. His poke'mon did it's best, but was struck by a vine and flung backwards, skidding to a halt in front of Hitaru. Dust tracks hung in the air for a few seconds then dissipated in the rain. Hitaru didn't see the other vine until it was too late, and was struck across his body. flinging him backwards. He fell hard on his back and swiveled on the ground until he halted in a fetal position. He got to his feet slowly, pain ripping through his midsection. His shirt was slashed across lower left to upper right, and blood dripped from the wound. "You attacked me with your poke'mon! That's against the rules!" Hitaru yelled. The female only smiled. "What rules do you speak of? The only rule here is that of survival. You should have seen that attack coming, and now you've payed the price for your ignorance. Now for the suffering to begin. Venasaur! Prepare for a razor leaf attack!" Her poke'mon readied itself, and so did Hitaru. "Squirtle, when the Venasaur launches it's attack, hide inside your shell. Don't come out until I tell you to, okay?" His squirtle looked at him, it's eyes were soggy looking. It was crying. "Please don't worry. We will make it through this, I promise." Hitaru said in a consoling tone. Squirtle nodded and smiled. It then faced the giant grass poke'mon with a look of fierce determination. The female smiled. "So you gave your poke'mon some courage? Nice. It will be an even prettier sight when I destroy your poke'mon. Now venasaur, release!" The razor sharp leaves flew towards them in a circling arc, and squirtle popped into it's shell. Hitaru brought his arms up and braced himself. The leaves surrounded them both, and came in for the kill. Hitaru screamed in pain as he was cut from his head to his toes. The squirtle made no noise. When Hitaru opened his eyes, he was aware that he had fallen to the ground. He stood up but winced in pain. He was cut badly all over, and his clothes were barely more than tatters. He looked over at his squirtle, and what he saw horrified him. The shell was in pieces, and only a few remains could be seen of the water poke'mon. Squirtle was no more. "Hehehe! I saved the blunt of that attack for the poke'mon, tearing it to pieces. Amazing strength that's imbued within a single leaf of a level five-hundred Venasuar, neh? And now you have only five remaining poke'mon to go. And do please defend yourself better. At this rate you will be dead before your poke'mon are!" She bellowed out to him. All he could do was stare at his former poke'mon's remains. What can I do? All of the poke'mon I send out, I send to their death's! There is nothing I can do. She has me beat, and all I can do now is take all of her punishment. "I will not send any more of my poke'mon out to fight you! I will face you myself!" He screamed to her. His voice became hoarse afterwards. She laughed behind the back of one of her black-bloved hands. "Alright then. Venasaur, Tackle attack!" It all happened in only a moment. Hitaru couldn't even see what exactly happened. All he knew was that the rest of his poke'mon leaped from their poke'balls at once and combined their special attacks into one huge attack. The Venasaur charged them and it collided with the massive attack. A huge explosion ensued, and Hitaru was pushed backwards as dust and rubble burst into the air. He stood again, his body just one terrible ache now. He saw the dust again fade into the blackened sky. He was pelted harder by the falling rain now. He heard the female laugh. "Bravo! Magnificent! Your poke'mon somehow defeated my uber-powerful Venasaur. All it took was their lives! Now Hitaru, you will face utter oblivion!" She pulled from her belt yet another poke'ball, and Hitaru tensed. In a bright burst of light Hitaru recognized the shape of the appearing poke'mon. It was then that Hitaru hit his knees. The Gyarados looked at him with it's piercing gaze. "Now you will face the ultimate attack of the dragons! Die Hitaru, and may your soul be trapped in the remains of hell forever! Gyarados, Begin your Final Endeavor!" All Hitaru saw was the black beam streak across the arena towards him, and her laughter. Then all was black. ---------- Hitaru woke up with a scream, his bed covers falling off him and his bed. His eyes were full of tears. He had been crying. He jumped again as thunder rolled outside. He realized that he had only been dreaming, and cursed himself for his foolishness. He looked at the clock and realized that it was seven o' clock. He jumped out of bed to get ready. Today was the day he was to begin his journey. He had to hurry before his mother woke up. If she found out what he was up to she would kill him. As Hitaru headed for the shower he couldn't fight the fear that was creeping in the back of his mind..... Hitaru came out the bathroom feeling very clean. The sweat his body had been releasing in surprising amounts had been washed away. He was wearing the same clothes he had been wearing in the dream, he noticed, and couldn't help but shiver. He grabbed his watch and headed on his way. He found some relief in the fact that in the dream he had not been wearing glasses. He placed the thin blue metal frames against his face until it was a comfortable fit, then walked stealthily out of his room. His adventure begun...... |
| Our fate unravels as we fall deeper into the bowels of Hell itself | |
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| Fantasy Shadow | Feb 1 2007, 02:44 PM Post #2 |
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It's not worth it.
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[I liked that. :D] Perhaps Hitaru's mother knew more than he thought she did. While he had been taking a shower, two small items and money had been wrapped in a white cloth and snuck into his pocket. Hopefully Hitaru would find them and learn just how much his mother really cared about him... and how sneaky she was. Wrapped in the cloth was a Poketech, an Escape Rope with three charges, and 5000z. [Was that okay? I really had no idea how else he would gain the items and such.] |
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