Climbing to the top [F]

[Morrigan]

The path from Cherrygrove to Violet City was a long and treacherous one and finally spotting buildings was almost like a gift from Arceus for Sharada. After a quick stop at the Pokemon Center, she took in a deep breath of the Violet City air, looking around excitedly as to where to go first. She knew that the City had it's own Pokemon Gym, but she didn't want to dive in there head first. Instead, a small exploration of Violet was the one thing on her mind.

Though she soon came across the Gym after a short walk, a rather tall tower caught her attention more. Crossing over a small bridge, she paused outside of the tower, reading the small sign outside of it, "Sprout Tower, eh?..." Her voice soon trailed off, wondering where such an odd name came from. But it soon became clear as she spotted the amount of Bellsprout statues around. With a somewhat dazed look, Sharada shrugged her shoulders, "Well... I guess some people like Bellsprouts? Its seems like its open, so a quick gander inside wouldn't hurt."

With a few quick steps, Sharada pushed her hands against the towers heavy doors. Slowly but steadily, they creaked open, allowing Sharada enough room to squeeze her face inside for a quick look.

[Arzadon]

Sprout Tower was known to strike awe in it's visitors. The legion of monks could be seen training with their pokemon. The amount of Bellsprout was horrendous. Every where Shadara looked was more Bellsprout, Bellsprout Statues, and people pretending to be Bellsprouts. Within seconds of entering the tower, the obsession of bellsprouts became obvious.

The gigantic center pillar, was slowly swaying back and forth. Giving it the appearance of a wild Bellsprout moving in the wind. Despite the seemingly horrid building technique, was suprsingly effective. The Sprout Tower has sustained almost no damaged from multiple earthquakes that plagued southern Johto. The strength of the tower, was clearly the inspiration for the monk's training.

But not all of them where as noble as trainers thought. Near the stairwell to the second floor, a young Cyndaquil struggled to get up. Three monks, and their Bellsprouts taunted, and whipped the ember pokemon. Preventing it from climbing the stairs.

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Battle

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Bellsprout; Level 10 Health; 100% Status; Normal	Bellsprout; Level 9 Health; 100% Status; Normal	Bellsprout; Level 12 Health; 100% Status; Normal
Cyndaquil did nothing!

vs.

Cyndaquil; Level 10 Health; 90% Status; Normal

The Bellsprouts used Vine Whip to torture Cyndaquil!

[Morrigan]

Sharada gave a not so impressed expression after seeing the obvious obsession these monks had with Bellsprouts. The swaying pillar was probably the only thing that wowed her but besides that everything else was somewhat creepy. "So, like, I dont need to dress up as a Bellsprout to enter, right?" she muttered under her breath, taking a few steps further inside of the tower. Her eyes scanned across the open room before pausing on three monks and their group of Bellsprouts along with a little Cyndaquil.

At first she thought that it was just a normal battle, until she realised the Cyndaquil didn't even have a trainer. The poor little pokemon was being whipped furiously, making Sharada cringe. Not wanting to see the poor thing being ganged up on any further she decided to stick her nose in. "Oi! What do you think you are doing?! Three against one is totally not fair!" she frowned, reaching into her bag for a pokeball. "If you really must fight the little fellow, then I'm going to have to butt in!" as she spoke she tossed a pokeball of her own forward, sending out her Swablu. The shiny golden bird landed onto the ground, nestling into it's cotton wings. A smirk appeared on Sharada's face as she continued her glare at the monks, "These two against your three will be more than enough... Swablu! Use Peck!"

[[Omg Arzy! o3o Attack on the Lv. 9 one plz >:3]]

[Nada]

A three on one battle? That seems highly unfair, even if Cyndaquil has the type advantage. It was still young and under-experienced, so it was unable to properly defend itself from the onslaught of Vine Whips. It became unable to move as it hunched up to protect itself, unable to find that moment to strike. That is, until a little golden birdie came in to interfere with the lop-sided battle.

Fluttering up gracefully and then coming down with a glowing beak, the wonderful and golden Swablu used Peck at what seemed to be the weakest Bellsprout of the group. And ouch! That unexpected attack hit hard on the poor plant Pokemon! It stumbled backwards and fell on its back from the critical hit!

Cyndaquil looked up. The other two Bellsprout stopped attacking it for a moment in shocked response to the sudden appearance of the shiny Swablu. It decided that it didn't like being ganged up on, and further decided it would kick the downed Bellsprout while it had the chance. Drawing deep in breath, flames sprouting from its back, Cyndaquil opened wide with vengence.

"Quuuuiiiiiiiiiil!" it shrieked in an a most adorable fashion.

Almost getting caught in the cross-fire, Swablu avoided the flames as they danced their way over to the collapsed Bellsprout, dealing the final blow to it as it withered in flames. A monk on standby said nothing and did nothing more than withdraw it back into its Pokeball. Then, vanished slowly into darkness. All that was now left was two monks and two Bellsprouts.

"Children shouldn't meddle of the affairs of others..." one monk said.

"Yes. It is against the code of Bellsprout." said the other.

Without saying anything, the two monks put their hands together and nodded in sync with one another. Then, at the same time, their Bellsprouts faced back to the Swablu and Cyndaquil, lashing out and dealing a double dosage of Vine Whip on each of the Pokemon that stood before them.


Battle

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Cyndaquil | 10 |
Health : 77%
Status : Normal


Shiny Swablu | 7 |
Health : 85%
Status : Normal

VS


Bellsprout | Level 12 |
Health : 100%
Status : Normal


Bellsprout | Level 10 |
Health : 100%
Status : Normal


Bellsprout | Level 9 |
Health : 0%
Status : Fainted

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[Morrigan]

As the third monk stepped back into the darkness with his injured Bellsprout, Sharada began to take steps forward, stopping close by the Cyndaquil. A look of disgust spread across her face as the monks spoke of the 'Code of Bellsprout'. She was really starting to get sick of these grassy weeds and almost wished she hadn't have gone in. Her eyes glanced to her Swablu which gracefully fluttered to the floor. Cocking her head slightly, Sharada raised her eyebrow, "Tch... You guys ganging up on a Pokemon just made it my business."

There was a short moment of silence of which the monks merely nodded. Unsure of what to do, Sharada just watched but soon noticed the Bellsprouts attacking. Their fierce vine whips lashed out against both Cyndaquil and Swablu, making her jump slightly. With a quick grind of her teeth, she looked down towards the small fire type, "We're helping you, so keep up your little balls of fire, alright?" Not wanting to waste time by waiting for a response, she focused back on Swablu, "It doesnt matter which one, but land another Peck attack!" she ordered, watching her glittering golden bird take off once more.

[[Arzadon]]

The golden Swablu dive bombed the medium sized Bellsprout. The grass pokemon cried out as it tried to run. Clearly it didn't enjoy battling as much as it did ganging up on a defenceless pokemon. As the Bellsprout ran back to it's trainer, Swablu's beak connected with the back of it's head. The Bellsprout collapsed to the ground, a victim of a critical hit.

Meanwhile Cyndaquil unleashed a volly of it's ember attack. The red hot embers soared across the room, landing on the larger bellsprout. The plant pokemon collapsed to the ground, as the fire consumed it's body. The Bellsprout began to roll about, hoping to put out the dangerous fire.

"Bellsprout use Growth!" The two remaining monks commanded in union. The Bellsprouts struggled to their feat. The two plants hummed softly as they took in the sunlight that was trickling through the Tower's windows. The two Bellsprouts grew in size, almost doubling. The golden pokemon shaked in fear, thinking of what these two could do with their new found power.

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Battle

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Bellsprout; Level 12
Health; 42%
Status; +1 Special Attack
[Bellsprout used Growth!]
[Cyndaquil used Ember!]


Bellsprout; Level 10
Health; 26%
Status; +1 Special Attack
[Bellsprout used Growth!]
[Swablu used Peck!]

vs.


Cyndaquil; Level 10
Health; 77%
Status; Normal


Swablu; Level 7
Health; 85%
Status; Normal

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[Morrigan]

The one sided battle had seemingly swung to her favour almost instantly. She snickered slightly to herself, thinking that it was three Bellsprouts against the poor Cyndaquil just moments ago and now the remaining two were struggling to stand on their roots. She turned her attention to the lone Cyndaquil, he seemed to be holding up alright on his own aswell. She parted her lips, ready to order another attack for her golden bird, when the two Bellsprout began to wobble about strangely, "E-Eh? What the?" Both Sharada and Swablu seemed the jump out of their skin as the two Bellsprouts doubled in size from simply being touched by a ray of light.

Though their odd growth in size was intimidating, it didn't exactly make Sharada scream and fun in the opposite direction. They had come too far to turn away now. Her eyes lingered back over to Swablu, noticing her little cotton wings were shaking slightly, "Hey, hey! Let's not get put off by this!... Just think, now that they are being, they'll be harder to miss. Y-Yeah!" Though her trainer didn't particularly sound the most confident, the Swablu let out a small cry and nodded, with a swift pelt of it's wings it lunged itself back into the air once more, circling in the above the opponents. "Alright! Land another Peck attack on the one on the Right!"

Leaving her Swablu to lung downward with her attack, Sharada turned her attention to the Cyndaquil, "These two are almost out of our way. I dont know what you are trying to do, but we'll help you out as much as we can." With not much of a reaction from the little fire type, she simply watched as he bounded back onto the battlefield, attacking however he wanted.

[latani]

Vs. Sprout Tower Monks
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The two monks silently continued watching the trainer, expressions neutral. They seemed as if they were simply just doing their jobs acting as guardians of the tower, but perhaps if their Pokémon were defeated, they would be driven away and allow Sharada to pass. Her Swablu soared over towards the swaying plant on the right, cottony wings barely stirring.

Uttering a light cry, the golden bird dove in again and lashed out with her glowing white beak, shredding apart the leaf her target had thrown up in a last ditch effort to protect itself. The damage had been done, and at last the Bellsprout was unable to keep conscious. It tottered weakly before falling onto its back, eyes closed. Its trainer recalled it silently while Cyndaquil went to work.

The Fire type's back ignited out of the blue, shedding flickering light and sporadic embers everywhere as it glared at the remaining Bellsprout. The plant seemed suddenly less bold than it had been while striking out at the Cyndaquil earlier, quivering as its opponent opened its mouth. A fireball emerged from the rodent's throat, searing the air as it sped towards Bellsprout and slammed into its small body in a critical hit!

Grievously wounded, the second Bellsprout went down just as quickly as the first, but before it could even hit the ground it was recalled by its trainer. Both monks vanished without a word, leaving Sharada and the two Pokémon very much alone. Swablu chirped happily and drifted over to rest on Sharada's shoulder, eyes looking down at the grimly pleased Cyndaquil. It tugged at the girl's leg before bounding across the wooden floor to a set of stairs. It crawled up one and looked back, asking silently if she would follow it.



You defeated the Sprout Tower monks!


Swablu grew to Level 10!
Swablu learned Sing!




The wild Cyndaquil would like to continue! Will you follow it?

[Morrigan]

With the two final blows from either pokemon on her side hit successfully, Sharada couldnt help but make a victory smirk, "And thats what you get for ganging up on an innocent pokemon, punks." She took her eyes off them for a moment, watching as her glittering golden bird swooped about in the air happily, twittering a new song in the most soothing way. As she landed on Sharadas shoulder, a small yawn escaped from her lips, "My my, your singing sure has improved. I feel sleepy already." With this small distraction, Sharada hadn't noticed that both of the monks had disappeared and was slightly surprised as she lifted her back up. She span on the spot for a moment, trying to work out where they could've disappeared off to, "Psch, what creeps."

For now though, the priority was the well being of the little fire type, Cyndaquil. He seemed to be heading towards the stairs and instinctively, she followed. Watching as he began climbing the first step in a rather cute manner, Sharada let out a small laugh before carefully scooping it up into one of her arms, "You wanna go up here? Well, alright. There will be more monks though." She began climbing the rickety, wooden stairs up into the tower. It had an odd, unwelcoming air about it which made Sharada feel a little uneasy. The large swaying beam which shot right through the middle of the tower wasn't helping either, especially with it being right next to the stairs. In fact, it made her feel a little wobbled herself.

As they seemed to reach the last few steps, Sharada looked down to the Cyndaquil in her arms, "We're getting near the top now. I have a feeling this battle may be a toughy." Using her spare arm, she patted her bag, "I have a few potions if you start getting a little low on health, so try not to resist too much." With one final step, they had reached another floor. Jolting behind a support beam for cover, her eyes scanned across the room slowly, to take in the surroundings. With a small sigh she nodded to her Swablu, "Do you think you can check to see if there are an-- hey HEY!" Before she was able to finish her order, the impatient Cyndaquil had wormed it's way out of her arms and had began running to the other end of the room. Cringing slightly, Sharada jumped out of her hiding spot and chased after it, constantly looking around incase anything were to jump out at them.

[[Arzadon]]

The hot headed Cyndaquil came to a screeching stop when he saw his target. "Cynda, Cynda!" The fire type shouted out at the old man that sat before him. Cyndaquil's cries were more then ones of anger or rage, the ember pokemon was issuing a challenge.

However the old man did not respond to the Cyndaquil's challenge. The man closed his eyes, and sat down. One could tell from the mans demeanor that he was no ordinary monk. He had a certain grace that the previous monks lacked. His silk robes were of a higher quality then the previous monks, which meant that this old man was likely a leader among the monks. Two pokeballs could be seen on the mans waist. The white and red spheres shone brightly in the light, and gave the impression that this man took very good care of them and the pokemon they held.

The fire on Cyndaquil's back spiked upwards as the little fire pokemon huff and puffed in rage. After all these months of hard work, and all the trials Cyndaquil put himself through the old man simply ignored him. The ember pokemon saw this as the ultimate insult. Cyndaquil opened his mouth wide, and spat a few small firey embers at the old man. The small flames flew harmlessly by the old man's head. They were nothing more then warning shots, but Cyndaquil would not be ignored by this man.

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[OCC: Hey Morri, it's almost been a year since you started this. P: ]

[Morrigan]

Sharada skidded to a sudden halt as she spotted the little fire type on the other side of the room. She watched with a slight confused expression, listening as it cried out angrily and spat out threatening balls of fire. Whatever had happened, something about this fellow had really got on Cyndaquil's back. Turning her attention to the elderly male who the Cyndaquil was spouting viciously at, Sharada stared at him for a good while before deciding to approach him. His robes were indeed different and he had a completely different air about him compared the monks she had just passed. He seemed much wiser and a bit more of a threat.

With a slight gulp, Sharada began to slowly approach the duo, nudging her head to the side slightly to make sure her Swablu was still perched safely on her shoulder. She noticed two rather grand looking Pokeballs displayed on his waist and began to mentally prepare herself for the next battle which was about to unfold. Stopping close by the Cyndaquil, Sharada stared at the Monk, blinking blankly at him as he merely ignored the threatening balls of fire, "Hey, I dont quite get what the Cyndaquil has against you but dont just ignore it after it tried so hard to fight its way up here." With a slight nudge of her shoulder, Sharada took a single step backwards and watched as her glittering Swablu landed it's fluffy cloud like wings onto the ground, standing confidently next to Cyndaquil, "Heh, this one is full of energy. Perhaps a battle would calm him down... I think I'm plenty strong enough for your time."



OOC: LOL, I'm so slow. xD

[Aries]

(Tsk Tsk Arz. Everyon knows Elder Li has three mon. Unless Hoot-Hoot is just flying about. LOL DISREGARD I SUCK!)
The monk opened one eye in response to the footfall of a new challenger, he gave a heavy sigh. No wonder the Cyndaquil had gotten so far. It was going of the good graces of whoever this trainer was, "My dear you do not understand the circumstances of this quarrel. It would be wise to keep you and your pokemon out of it." The monk rose from his seat. "This Cyndaquil's grudge is no concern of yours, or mine for that matter." He looked at his pokeball, then back to the Cyndaquil. "Now how about you remove this Cyndaquil from the tower. It's quite loud, and we pride ourselves in being a quiet place for people to be. Disruptiveness cannot tolerated you see, outside of battle. " The monk flashed Sharada a smile, in hopes that she'd understand.

She did not.

The monk gave a heavy sigh and then looked Sharada over, looks like there was no way around this, "Fine if you must carry out the grudge of this mon. I respect you for your decision." Plucking a pokeball from the holster on his waist, "You have earned the right to face me. This is your final test. You see Sprout Towers is here to test the bond between a trainer and their mon, and if you are content with fighting the battles of another mon." The Elder threw a quick glance at the beguiled Cyndaquil, "Then you must have quite the bond with the pokemon you've known longer." The fallen monks that Sharada fell beforehand, had come to spectate on the event at hand, it wasn't often that people made it to the Elder. They were in for a treat that's for sure, "But where are my manners, it's proper to exchange greeting before a battle. I am Elder Li, the leader of the monks of Sprout Tower. May I wish you luck in this battle."

"Two pokemon?" The Elder inquired, unhooking another pokeball from his holster and tossing them towards the duo, "It's been a while since I last double battled."A Bellsprout and a HootHoot emerged from the red bath of light emitted from the pokeball, the Bellsprout was unlike the others, it's leaves golden and an insignia tattooed on it's head, the pokemon took in his opponents with quick glances, his eyes narrowing after the second time around on the Cynadquil. Him again? Hadn't he had enough already? His expression softened and he emitted a laugh, "Bell. Bell. BELL.." The Cyndaquil would of been red in the face had not all the fire in his system gone to his back, which exploded in flames. He was being laughed at, and that was an insult he WOULD NOT tolerate. The Hoot Hoot however, seemed aloof and withdrawn from the conflict, sparing only one glance at the two combatants before him, he had seen this Cyndaquil before, he had come with trainers before, and occasionally by himself, every result was the same. He would lose, and would scamper off into the tall grass, this was a waste of his time. "Bellsprout use Cut on the Swablu!" The man bellowed, The Bellsprout gave a sigh, he wanted to embarrass the Cyndaquil some more, but there was no arguing with the boss-man so he meandered from his spot beside his comrade,calmly towards the Swablu, unbeknownst to her his golden leaf taking on a razor sharp edge, and if he had teeth or a smaller mouth, he would be grinning like a murder. He stared at the Swablu for a while, marveling over the shine that it had that other Swablu's didn't have, she was like him.. Different. Oh well, time to add more unique features to her he thought before violently slashing the Swablu across the face with the leaf, slashing a deep gash across the Swablu's face. Painting the leaf with blood, which he nonchalantly tried to shake off. The Hoot-Hoot turned his eyes to the Sprout, there he went again, getting out of hand. What a bother he was. The Swablu did a flip in the air and let out a screech of pain, the Cyndaquil turning it's head letting out a concerned bark.

"Cynda. Cynda!" The Swablu stopped turning, and looked towards the Elder,it's vision impaired, and it's ears ringing, she could barely make out the Elder's mouth moving, tears obscuring her view. She turned to Hoot-Hoot, who was advancing on the Cyndaquil, who was too busy barking towards the Swablu. "Swab, Swab. BLU!" It exclaimed, but it was already too late, by the time the Cyndaquil realized she was telling him to turn, he had already been stabbed in the side by Hoot Hoot's beak. "QUIL!" He barked back in aggravation. It would of let out a pained expression, but he didn't want to do that. No, he wouldn't allow himself to show any sort of pain, not in this particular fight. The Hoot Hoot gave a marveling hoot, the fire pokemon had gotten bolder that's for sure. The Bellsprout gave a coy cry and gave the Cyndaquil a mocking clap, the Cyndaquil ignited again, turning to Sharada for a command, it had better be a good one. 5 years and that Bellsprout was still as smug as ever.

"I believe it's your turn my dear." The Elder smiled at Sharada, almost apologetically, he had expected the duo to be rough, but not as rough as that. Hopefully they'd dial it back a little as the fight went on. Especially the Bellsprout, he was always so rough and full of it, a far cry from what you thing he'd raise, but complacency and winning had given the Bellsprout a big head in 5 years time. The Elder secretly hoped that the Cyndaquil would fall the Bellsprout, just for the deflating it would do to it's ego.

STEALING ARZ'S LAZILY CONSTRUCTED BATTLE TEMPLATE FTW

Bellsprout; Level 12
Health; 100%
Status; Is this shit a joke? GYAHAHAHA!


HootHoot Level 10
Health; 100%
Status; A bellsprout or Norman Bates? You decide.
vs.


Cyndaquil; Level 10
Health; 85%
Status; I'm here for the revenge.. Oh and friendship.. Yeah.


Swablu; Level 10
Health; 85%
Status; Not the face man, that's my bread and butter.

[Morrigan]

Sharada gazed ahead, somewhat surprised at the politeness of the Elder in front of her. Surely the Cyndaquil held some sort of grudge, but so far on her first impressions, he just seemed to be a polite Elder, guarding the Sprout Tower with his other monks. Something was definitely amiss. Though a little something annoyed her, the fact that even though he spoke with such a calm voice, he sure mumbled on for quite a bit. Sharada tilted her head upwards slightly, looking down her nose towards him, "Too right this little scallywag makes a lot of noise. Being whipped by Bellsprouts left, right and center is hardly going to make it laugh." She turned her head away from him, shaking it from side to side, obviously unimpressed, "You seem like a nice, respectable fella, but I'd like to know the whole story behind this Cyndaquil."

The atmosphere around the room slowly began to change and feel alot more intense. Monks slowly appeared from the shadows, hanging back to watch the battle which was about to unfold. Sharada eyed the Elder at the opposite side of the room, taking a few steps back to increase the range of their battlefield. His tone of voice seemed a little more serious. "My name is Sharada! I wont be holding back." At that moment, Cyndaquil retreated from infront of Elder Li angrily, returning to the front of Sharada, her glittering golden Swablu fluttering onto the ground next to it. Cyndaquil began to burst the flame on it's back viciously, trying to intimidate Elder Li and make him send out his pokemon faster, he really wanted to get on with this fight. The fight he had been longing for, for so long.

With the flick of his wrists, Sharada immediately began to plot an idea in the back of her mind as she examined the two pokemon he had chosen. A Hoothoot and a uniquely golden coloured Bellsprout. Her eyes lingered on the golden vine the most, he seemed incredibly powerful. Parting her lips to order her attacks, it seemed as if she was a little slow of the bat. The instant slice from Bellsprout across her Swablu's face made her lose her voice completely. Grimacing as it withered in pain, she hadn't expected such a move. Due to this, she also completely missed a sudden attack from Hoothoot on the Cyndaquil. She cursed to herself in her mind, it was time to focus.

She didn't need to be told by the Elder that it was her turn. Her eyes locked in venomously on the Bellsprout which had just slashed her favourite bird across the face. Her new goal, to take down that Bellsprout. "Oi! I'm working with you now, so listen to my commands, alright?" she suddenly yelled out to the Cyndaquil, watching as he was staggering back to it's feet after the attack from Hoothoot. Even if it didn't want to listen to Sharada, at the end of the day it didnt have much choice. In a split second Sharada had probably gained just as much hatred towards the Bellsprout, so they both had the same frame of mind. "We're taking that thing down! Swablu, use a tough Peck on that Bellsprout! And Cyndaquil, make sure you hit that thing with an Ember!" Her voice bellowed with anger, no one gets away with spilling blood on her pokemon.

[[Arzadon]]

I picked up the bird and above the dim I said,
"That's the last song you'll ever sing."

The old man did not like Sharada. He wanted her to just go away. The Elder had a rather peaceful life until now. Even though the little pest came to bother him once a month, he never got past the first floor. But now the Cyndaquil was sitting in front of him, and it was all because of that girl.

"Oh ho ho ho," The Elder softly chuckled to himself. "You are a deterimined young girl, Miss Sharada. However it is not my place to tell you about a private event between Cyndaquil and myself." Normally the Elder was a very open man. But a long long time ago he made a bad choice, that greatly harmed the Cyndaquil. If the temple were ever to find out he would lose his illustrious position, something that he worked his entire life for. And his greed was why Cyndaquil hated him so much. The man was so worried about his own prosperity he never even tried to make it up to the little ember pokemon. Instead he constantly beat the Cyndaquil, and tried to drive him off.

The man raised an eye brow at Shadara's commands. She was still going to fight. With a sigh, Elder Li gave out his own commands. "Bellsprout cut that Cyndaquil down. Hoot-hoot follow up with a hypnosis." The man seemed to be focusing on the Cyndaquil. It was clear that the hatred between the two wasn't one sided.

Cyndaquil dashed forward. The flames on his back spiked upwards as he opened his mouth wide. Small flaming cinders fell from his mouth, falling onto the wooden floor. A few of the onlookers let out a nervous sigh as the cinders slowly died out, doing nothing more then leaving a few small scorch marks on the beautiful wooden floor. It seemed like he was following Sadara's orders, either that or he just liked to set shit on fire. "Cynda!" the little creature cried as he spat out a small wave of embers at the Bellsprout.

The grass typed tried dodge by moving his body through the gaps in between the embers. However the embers were too close together, and the creature did nothing but increase the damage. As the Bellsprout cried out in pain, Hoothoot made his move. The Owl pokemon's eyes grew wide. Cyndaquil tried to look away, but it was like some superior force was dragging his eyes to meet Hoothoot's own. As the little ember pokemon stared into the owl's eyes he started to become rather drowsy. Letting out a loud yawn, the fire type collapsed to the ground and within seconds he was softly snoring.

The loving pokemon fell rather distressed now that she was all alone. Sure Cyndaquil was slumbering next to her, but she didn't think that he would wake up anytime soon. But the Bellsprout looked like it was starting to weaken, and her peck attack would deal a lot of damage to it. Plus her trainer ordered her too, so it was a win win situation. With a flap of her cotton wings she flew forward, and brought down her snow white beak onto the other golden pokemon. Bellsprout let out another cry of pain as Swablu managed to get a few good peck attacks in.

As Swablu flew back to her spot the Bellsprout was very tempted to slice her down while her back was turned. However the Cyndaquil was a bigger threat. It knew his master's secrets, and it must be taken down. The thick razor sharp vine came crashing down on the Cyndaquil's back. By now the fire on Cyndaquil's back began to dim, leaving only light burns on the pokemon's vine. However Bellsprout left behind a rather large gash on the ember pokemon's back. Blood sizzled as it ran down the Cyndaquil's fire mane.

As Bellsprout returned to it's position in front of his master, the Elder remained silent. No taunts, no praises, just silence. It was as if he was silently mourning for the pokemon in the battle. But every now and then his eyes would flash to the Cyndaquil, and they would turn to ones of kindness to eyes of rage and hatred.

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Battle

Bellsprout | Level 12 | Health: 17/37 [45%] Status: Normal	Hoothoot | Level 10 | Health: 35/35 [100%] Status: Normal

Swablu | Level 10 | Health: 27/32 [84%] Status: Normal	Cyndaquil |level 10 | Health: 15/30 [50%] Status: Asleep [1/5]

Battle Results
Cyndaquil used ember and dealt twenty damage to Bellsprout. It was super effective!
Hoothoot used hypnosis and put Cyndaquil to sleep.
Swablu used peck and dealt twelve damage to Bellsprout. It was super effective!
Bellsprout used cut and dealt ten damage to Cyndaquil.

[OCC: I am actually happy with this post, so pretend it's good. 8| Morbid lyrics from Bird Song -- Florence + The Machine ]

[Morrigan]

Her plan of taking out the unique looking Bellsprout fell rather quickly as it's feathered companion sent the little Cyndaquil into a deep sleep. With Swablu now more than confused, Sharada let out a small curse under her breath. Even though the battle had only just started, it seemed her first impression of him left her to be a bit cocky. Luckily, Cyndaquil's Ember's had hit the Bellsprout successfully before it fell into it's deep slumber aswell as the glittering Swablu's Peck attack. With the golden vine looking a little worse than it had a moment ago, a part of Sharada wanted to continue a full on assault.

Glancing to the resting Cyndaquil, she noticed that he too was becoming a little tattered and with him being asleep, he wasnt even able to defend himself. Reaching into her bag, she knew fully well that the next set of attacks would probably hurt, but by using a Potion it would atleast take the edge off, even for the time being. Raising her hand to the Elder, suggesting him to wait for a moment, Sharada wandered towards the sleeping fire mouse and knelt to the floor, "Hang in there little guy... I'll figure out your story." she spoke softly, spraying it gently with the medicine. As the bottle became empty, she disposed of it in her bag before taking a step or five back.

Now was the next problem, Swablu. She felt the little golden bird, despite trying it's very best, probably wouldnt handle being by herself for too long. With her kind personality, it would probably continue worrying about the Cyndaquil sleeping next to her. Lifting a pokeball from her belt, Sharada spoke to catch her attention, "Alright Swablu! You've done well, but I think you deserve a break for now." The little bird glanced towards her trainer, nodding understandingly as it was swiftly returned to it's ball. Picking out another to replace Swablu, she tossed it into the battlefield, "You're up, Snorunt!" As the ball tapped on the floor, a rather shivering looking Pokemon emerged, shaking due to it's bodily chill.


OOC: Replaced Swablu with Snorunt and used a Potion on Cyndaquil. Im guessing I cant use a move this round aswell, so hopefully Cyndaquil wont die on me lol.