darthmoose said:
OOC: I dunno... I was reading Wikipedia,
A beam of electricity zoomed across the street towards the rolling Wartortle. As the Zap of electricity came rushing towards the rolling type he bounced and rolled into it.
Shellshocker is being severly damaged by the electric attack but his rollout attack is still going! He continues to roll even more faster and stronger now while being hit by the zap cannon. To much of everyone's surprise he rolls right towards the Espeon and into its mouth where the beam of light is being shot out of.
In a quick instant flash of white light came a huge explosion.
Wind came rushing towards everyone, whiping Brad's arms as he covered his face from the flash.
Then there was silence. When Brad moved away his hand that was covering his face he saw his Wartortle looking down at tired Espeon which seems to be laying down on the street. It's unknown if its fainted or not but it looks beat. Shellshocker doesn't look to good either, he is seen holding his left arm with his right and smiling at the Espeon on the ground.
"War......TORTLE!" Shellshocker yells.
He turns and limps back towards Brad thinking the battle with the psychic pokemon is over. There is a large smile on his face, he has scratched his annoying itch finally.
((Assuming that the following paragraph happened immediately after the battle ...))
Lena sighed and put her hands on her hips. "You're a terrible actor," she commented. "Get up. You did well." And after a few seconds, the espeon slowly rose. It shook itself, licked its paw then trotted back to Lena's side. The girl looked first at her pokémon, then at Brad. She walked up to him and held out her hand. "Respect," she said quietly. The espeon followed and lowered its head. "Espa, espeon." <Yes, well fought.>
((... And now back to the present.))
Lena looked anxiously around her. She had returned her espeon to its pokéball in favour of her considerably larger and more impressive Arcanine. She held its mane firmly in her hands, which were shaking slightly. For the first time in her life, she was really feeling a powerful emotion ... it clutched at her stomach and heart, and turned every inch of her body to ice. This, she assumed, was fear. She pressed closer to her arcanine, desperate for any sign of warmth, and suddenly, in front of her, appeared a shining, golden light. She stretched out her fingers and reached for it, curious, but she could not reach it. Her legs seemed glued to the ground, as if she were in some nightmare where you wanted to run, but something held you back. Longing and want filled her heart, but even with all this emotion, Lena could not think. Could not think how strange it was that she was in this 'alternate dimension'. Could not think of whose fault it might be.
And could not think of the danger that she was in.