"Aww man, why do you guys always show up when we're recovering!? Thats just cheap!" Granite shouted, as he suddenly burst out of the ground, surrounded by a cocoon of stones, under the Metagross. "Just leave us alone!" He yelled, pulsing out the explosive stones with dark energy. "DAMAGE TAKEN... 19 PERCENT..." The metagross calculated after the supereffective attack hit. "PREPARING... ATTACK..." And it smashed at Granite with a merged Metor mash and Psychic, along with something else... different... "DAMAGE: 100 PERCENT! FOE WILL DIE HERE!" The metal beast yelled as the attack hit Granite, who instead of fainting was engulfed in a bright light. he felt his shell cracking, and his form changing, and when the light cleared, where he had been standing, was a Tyranitar, with a blue shell and the thinner part of the shell (along with the trim) silver. the silver feather was merged with his shell. The tips of his spikes were, however a toxic looking shade of blueish purple. "So... I've evolved... TIME TO FIGHT!"