Pokemorph maker

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"i dont know...i thought i head and saw something...must just be a false alarm...you can go abck to sleep ill be alight...if i see it again ill wake you okay?"
inside i knew things would not be okay and that there WAS something there lurking...waiting...stalking...or hunting...
 
I was not fooled. I looked over, using my night vision, and saw whatever it was. it was too indistinct for me to tell what it was. I hissed, preparing myself for battle
 
i took the hiss as a warning then asked
"what do you see, what is it...i cant tell if its a morph...its cloaking its conscience making me unable to detect morph or non..."
i excitedly awaited the flygons reply...i battle! finally, to test my skills once agian! i was anxious...much to anxious...
 
"I can't see it too well.." I said, switching my sight to heat sensors "Ice type... it's just a wild ice pokemon" I said, letting my sight return to normal
 
"scout from opposing forces or innoncent? then again how could it be innoncent if it has ben stalking us for the past 2 days...i detected its presence a while back but didnt say anything..."
out emurged the same flygon that had been stalking my flygon partner...
it was completely frozen and was shivering uncontrolably...
"we kneed to help it" i said hoping theat my flygon friend would decide to help me spare the life of her hated lover....
 
i began to use my own fire attack to warm the foreign flygon up....
after we had completely thawed it form its ice state we noticed a small tatoo upon its back...
"its a dark morph!" i exclaimed, having also realized i regreted helping it!
"dont say you told me so!...get it before it goes and tells them of out council location!"
i leaft into battle formation ready for an attack...
noticing that it was exhausted i saw this as a great opprotunity for a powerfull atttack, since it wouldnt evade due to fatigue...
i bit into its wing and with my claws i slashed at its nech, aiming for the vasuclar arteries...
 
"too bad, I told you so!" I yelled, hitting 7 major blood vessels with my dragon claw. "he'll bleed to death before he gets anywhere"

OOC: I have to get off in 4 minutes!
 
OOC: noooo now this threas not gonna be posted in till tomorow...

IC: "should i just finish him off or should we spare him...i think he deserves a swift death..." without waiting for a reply i dragon clawed his head off (sorry for gorry stuff but it makes it good)...
"and so that is the end of the dreaded spy..."
 
Suddenly the ground next the them collapsed, and they say me digging up through the loose dirt, mumbling incoherently about sandstorms.
Once I had gotten all the way out, I dusted myself off, and said to the flygon "Now, are you ready to listen to me, or are you going to bury me again?"
 
"yea, but thats steriotypical...do you hate me for being a male?" i inquired gentely as if for mean of extracting information...
i had definately begun a bond with this flygon and i didnt know how it had even started, but time had put us through a lot and we had grow to know eachother very well...

i stared at the scyther...(scyther right...) expeting his to act further...but seeing that he wasnt going ot make a move till the flygon i hattempted to break the ice by talking...
"so i heard you were burried...thats a no brainer...eh? by the ay what do you have to say?
 
"I was busy... and no, I don't hate you.. which is surprising. I have been refusing to talk to males since umm.... 5th through 7th grade..." I said, knowing I was giving vauge information

OOC: I am going to get kicked off in about 25 min. that will be 9:50 my time
 
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"I was under their control for six years, I barley know anything about the world at large now, and I was wondering if you could tell me about it. Also, I sense an unusual aura of darkness around you, as though you are entwined in shadow, what is this?" I said
 
"he's not anymore... I am another story..." I said, thinking for a moment, considering my next move "there's a great evil that is going to attack us in about 15 years... that's all that's relevant" I finished. I was starting to wonder why I wasn't freezing to death. then I realized, my body tempature was much higer than usual. which could only mean one of two things. either I was in hyper mode again, or I was ill. probably the latter
 
i noticed the shivering going on with my conpanion and htough of it more greatly then she did...i had noted it as a very abnormal illenes...one very effective and deadly...
"are you sure your fine, you look quite ill...and from what i can gather its a rare diesase that has passed through morphs, and morphs alone...this virus will heed our progress...but it would be best to treat it fast, befor it gets wors..."
i had bonded with this flygona nd could not bear to see it ill or suffering...
as for the syther...we didnt know each other and i still didnt trust him too welll...making friends wiiht the ex-enimy was not my prime agenda...healing the flygon was...
 
OOC: My character doesn't know about shadow pokemon, he's been kept from having a single independant thought for 6 years now, and they wern't around back then.

I said "Hmmm, in 15 years? That should be neough time to prepare, at least, it should be. But you still haven't answered my question about this strange aura surrounding you, I can feel it."
 
"are you reffering to me or the flygon" i inquired impatiently...we had to help this flygon and apperantly time was of the essence, and here this syther morph was wasting my precious time...
 
"i see..." i said now knowing that this dicussion was halting to an end...
"do you know of any ancient medicen men or shaman...this flygon is deathly ill with an ifectuous and crippling disease only know to morphs..."
"as for the arura...i think its that shes still shadow..but do not fear she can controll it..."
 
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