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(Sorry if you were waiting on me, and that my post is shorter, the rest will be longer. )
"Hey, you two, only the Chosen are allowed!"
Before Amell knew it, he had shouted at two other trainers who had just appeared in Cerulean City. It felt as if someone had possessed him into shouting that, whatever it was it wasn't normal. Amell glanced around, more, and more trainers were coming now. A ….tattoo did that Growlithe say? Amell flipped over his hand, and he smirked, the mark of Cresselia. At first you could only see the moons, but if you happen to look closer you could see Cresselia. Amell jumped at the scream of another boy, he was yelling about Darkrai?
"Well, if we have all been Chosen, we better get introduction out of the way," Amell smiled, as he petted Syht, " This is Syht, and I'm Amell, nice to meet all of you,"
Syht laughed at the nervousness of his Trainer, but then again his Trainer wasn't used to talking to other people, only his Pokemon. He lacked social skills to say it nicely. "And Laverne was it; don't be so cocky, you don't scare anyone!"
Amell hoped he hadn't embarrassed himself in front of these Trainers, that girl seems to know a lot, how does she know all this information? Though her Pokemon are all under-evolved, maybe we won't have to worry about battling Team Rocket. Wait, Team Rocket?!
Syht seemed to pick up Amell's thought about this whole "adventure" to say in the least. "I don't like this, Team Rocket, evil, dreams about Pokemon guiding us?" Syht telepathy said in a private conversation with his Trainer, "and how does this girl know some much? It's like her "dream-Pokemon" liked her more than yours did."
Syht paced back and forth between Amell's legs, and an oak tree. A loosen leaf, which had been ripped off its branch by the wind landed on Syht's head, thrashing his head, Syht knocked the leaf off. His aura jewel glowed brightly because of his frustration.
"Hey, you two, only the Chosen are allowed!"
Before Amell knew it, he had shouted at two other trainers who had just appeared in Cerulean City. It felt as if someone had possessed him into shouting that, whatever it was it wasn't normal. Amell glanced around, more, and more trainers were coming now. A ….tattoo did that Growlithe say? Amell flipped over his hand, and he smirked, the mark of Cresselia. At first you could only see the moons, but if you happen to look closer you could see Cresselia. Amell jumped at the scream of another boy, he was yelling about Darkrai?
"Well, if we have all been Chosen, we better get introduction out of the way," Amell smiled, as he petted Syht, " This is Syht, and I'm Amell, nice to meet all of you,"
Syht laughed at the nervousness of his Trainer, but then again his Trainer wasn't used to talking to other people, only his Pokemon. He lacked social skills to say it nicely. "And Laverne was it; don't be so cocky, you don't scare anyone!"
Amell hoped he hadn't embarrassed himself in front of these Trainers, that girl seems to know a lot, how does she know all this information? Though her Pokemon are all under-evolved, maybe we won't have to worry about battling Team Rocket. Wait, Team Rocket?!
Syht seemed to pick up Amell's thought about this whole "adventure" to say in the least. "I don't like this, Team Rocket, evil, dreams about Pokemon guiding us?" Syht telepathy said in a private conversation with his Trainer, "and how does this girl know some much? It's like her "dream-Pokemon" liked her more than yours did."
Syht paced back and forth between Amell's legs, and an oak tree. A loosen leaf, which had been ripped off its branch by the wind landed on Syht's head, thrashing his head, Syht knocked the leaf off. His aura jewel glowed brightly because of his frustration.