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Reign of The Kingdoms *PG-13*

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He ignores the hand.
"Just call me Burne. And if you care too much, take her someplace shady, then empty her pockets, that's the first place anybody would search. But if you do this and intend to return the belongings, then stay with her. Check her forehead too, unconciousness can often lead to a fever or cold."
Then he continues walking along the busy streets.
 
"Well um nice meeting you?....."

*He turned back to the hitmonlee and checked her forehead like Burne said.Then he emtpied her pockets and carry her home.He thought no one would she him and call the cops.When he got there he put her in his sleeping chambers and sleeped on the floor.He planned to tend to her wounds after a nights rest.["Gee,I hope she doesnt kill me or something like that"]
 
While he walks along the streets, other people bump into one another, but no one touches the Charmeleon, like it was a ghost or something...
[...What a goof, I can't believe he fell for that...He wouldn't last a second on the streets...]
 
Chyra was her name, and she used to be a warrior, until she was betrayed.
If she knew this Umbreon was trying to help her, she would have refused it immediately, but she didn't know.
She woke up in the middle of the night, remembering everything.
She saw the heap on the floor, and left a note.
You have my thanks for helping me, whichever way you did. If you need me, just listen for a battle, you'll find me.
She left this near the Umbreon, put on her cloak, and leapt out the open window, landing near the Charmeleon from before...
 
Kalie walked around, not really sure of her exact location. She knew that she was somewhere around Fort Genn, maybe even in it, she couldn't be sure. She was tired from the race she had won a hour or so ago, but the sweat barely showed up on her black coat.

She wasn't really sure where to go, so she kept going in the same direction. Sooner or later she found a Hitmonlee and Charmeleon, but remained silent. She decided if they saw her, she would introduce herself, but she didn't feel like making a scene. So she simply stopped in her tracks and waited, her small ear pricked foward at the two other Pokemon.
 
*Umbreon woke up and sliently looked to see if he wasnt hanging or something.See that Hitmon can be trusted,He went to where he left her.When he got there he saw that there was no one there.He looked around and saw nothing.He went back to the spot where he awoke and sat to think.Then,he noticed a note.He read it alouded:

You have my thanks for helping me, whichever way you did. If you need me, just listen for a battle, you'll find me.

"Huh?......crazy Hitmon,She was wounded!....Oh well, nothing i can do now."
 
"It's you from earlier....I thought you learned a lesson..."
*A breeze gusts across the dirt, stirring up a small dust devil between the two...*
 
"A lesson indeed." she said, just a coldly as the Charmeleon " And what lesson is this? That you need to fight to survive, and you don't always win...?
You have no clue what the real reason was..."
She turned her head up to the sky again.
" Ambushing is some reason to collapse indeed!"
 
(No Spamming! Talk via PM plz, or join and post your info.)
He looks back at the newcomer, most of his face hidden by the Black Overcoat.
"No, fighting is never able to teach anything. The point was to keep up your guard. Also, keep in mind, the streets are for street rats only. If you want to fight, fight at your own level. And I'd recomend you stick with a group..."
He turns to face her...
"By the way, my name is Burne. Yours would be?..."
 
The Rapidash took a small step foward. She had watched the entire incident unfold before her eyes, and it had left her a little bit on the confused side. She shrugged it off, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Kalie," she said simply.
 
"Well, now isn't that a pretty name."
He turns to the Hitmolee. "But you never told me yours, Ms....?"
 
*Zieian decided to get his lunch so he careful got out,making sure that Stern,a bully of a machoke,and his lackeys,A Gengar and a Primape didnt see him.Thye liked to steal his money and leave Zieian tossed away.Zieian trys to fight back but,no matter what he does,It doesnt hurt him!Then suddenlty,Stren and company appear and see Zieian and run to him.Zieian quickly runs to as fast as he can.After run for an awhile,Zieian reaches a dead end,a bridge.He looks down and sees Burne,The Charmelon he say the other day.He was about to yell for help when...Stren got him.He grabbed him by his thorat while the others checked him for money.He kicked both of them off him and fell of the bridge.He fell flat on his back.The last thing he saw was the the hitmonlee he saved.Stren and company climbed down the bridge.Atfer they landed they contuied their search for money.*
 
"Chyra, and I used to have a group, until..." she cut herself off, a smart move on ehr part.
"By the way, what is your name?"
 
He grunted, as a sign of frustration. "Did you even pay attention?" He shifted, as if he wanted to take no more notice of her. "Remember this name, for if you ever hear Burne again, don't expect to talk to me..." Burne then wandered the streets, ignoring the usual hustle and bustle of everyday people.
 
"Ah, but shouldn't we battle before we part, just for fun?" Chyra asked
 
"Just for fun? You really don't know much about street fighting... On the streets, had you not been who you are now, I would have been able to destroy you, and relatively no one would care. Fun? Go back to your rich community where you belong."
 
"Hah! Rich Community? I could give a flying f*** about the rich. They think they're perfect, and from what I've gathered Burne, you think you're perfect as well."
Her eyes narrowed
" So tell me Burne, you act so tough, and you think you're so experienced. Whatever made you so speciaL, what bad event occured in your past to make you so tough and 'Battle Scarred'?"

((BTW I'm making a new Charrie))



Name: Sentinel

Species: Houndoom

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Description: The only thing she wears is chains around her neck and a long cape.

Personality: Dark, and withdrawn, she is horribly nasty to everyone. It's best to just stay out of her way...

History: She was born, but as she was, her mother died, so she was alone. She learned everything the hard way, through starvation and weakness, but turned out to be a strong, and independant Pokemon.

Allegiance: NOONE!!! HAHAHA!!

Other: instead of being black, she is a ghostly white, which is why she's called the Ghost of the Darkness.


Sentinel wandered the streets, coming across the tussle between the Hitmonlee and the Charmeleon. She sat down, her red eyes gleaming, and watched.
 
(Okay, two....Great....)

"Great? I don't think I'm great. I just know how to survive... I've been learning ever since I was born out here..."
He shifts his weight, giving him a quick spin to face her.
"You have no idea what it's like to be born without a home, without a family, without a name... Everything I wear I stole or won in a fight. And Battle Scarred is rather harsh, I prefer Challenged..."
 
*Zieian get up,reserched his pockets.Empty.Nothing.All his hard work.Wasted.
He went back home,to change his clothes and,his door,was wide open.Stren looted everything.All that was left was a trench coat hanging out side.He put it on and decided to but the coat on and he wanted regenge.He started walking in the steerts,looking for someone that he can challnge and make him self stronger.*
 
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