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thing is, it's really hard to sneak up on a flygon, let alone underground, where they are sensitive to any movement. My tail lashed, hitting the houndoom morph, and I turned around "and who would YOU be?" I asked "another morpher sent to take me and Kiri back?"
ok so i can join in now right?
Name: Alex Weatherston
Age: 12
Gender:Male
Looks: tall and slim. the most noiceable feature are the eyes which appear meanicing and as cold and lifeless as steel. wears long black jeanes and a white shirt overlaped by a black vest. the hair is shoulder length and is a deep brown with streaks of a honeyish yellow. skin is tanned indicating long years spent outdoors.
PokeMorph: Half Dragonite,Half human
Personalties: serious and cold. will do anything to acive his goal, even if it means his own death if the cause is just...he is willing to do anything to end this ongoing war...anything
another presence was detected, this time of a morph not yet know to the others...
what was this new "thing" and how did it get here? WHY was it here?
I sighed. another person who thought to highly of himself. I grabbed the morpher "the only reason you arn't a hot dog right now is because i used to have a houndoom morpher friend. that is the only reason"
in i dashed with intentions of protecting this innoncent morph! with the speed of a dragonite i flew in and took the full impact of the headbutt to my gut...wincing with pain i recoiled almost immediately, ready for another attack to befall me...i thought to myself
"i can take this much loneger..."
"just who do you think you are? going around and attackign these morphs!?"
Before the water hit me, I sent fire all over the place and evaporated the water. I flew out of the hole and looked at the houndoom "is your name 'scott' by any chance?" I asked
I heard the scyther morph coming. I teleported somwher very far above the area, somewere just outside the ozone layer. He wouldn't be able to breathe here, so I'd be safe.
"a shadow pokemon? interesting...." I said, breathing my purifiying white mist. if he was a shadow, this would help. if not, years of friendship were wasted
"Kiri, can you stop that wailord?" I yelled, zipping after it. I had to help the one person who was my sole true friend. the others, I wasn't so sure about