Post by Sephalesh on Jul 7, 2008 20:59:42 GMT -5
The peaceful water of Lake Lierra stirred violently. The water rippled,and churned because of something far below the surface. The water exploded with a powerful whirlpool. A beaten up Blastoise emerged from the recesses of the usually calm lake. It flew through the air, only to land on the shore next to a pile of oran berries. it would have regain it's strength if it could, but it was clearly knocked out.
The water rippled again. A pillar of ice formed through the water, pushing another watery shape up out of the depths. A feraligater spun through the air. It hit the ground hard, sliding right into the fainted Blastoise. It moved feebly, plainly on it's last breath of energy. It moved for the pile of Oran berries that sat so convienently next to the two of them, abandaded by an earlier pokemon.
It didn't have the chance. Yet another pokemon was forced from the lake. A pillar of water, powerful and unyeilding, spun from the center of the lake. It smashed itself into the feraligator. It was a swampert that was in worse condition than the other two. Its' skin was twisted into the shape of a spiral, where the uknown force had hit it. It knocked out the feraligator and joined the rest in their painful sleep.
The lake bubbled to a froth. Another whirl pool formed closer to shore than all the others. Anyone who saw it could look all the way to the bottom. That was where a single pokemon walked. It came closer and closer to the shore, struggleing against the impending waters. For you see, it was no water pokemon. In fact it was using a powerful horndrill to create that whirlpool. It was a rhydon. . . And it was angry.
The water rippled again. A pillar of ice formed through the water, pushing another watery shape up out of the depths. A feraligater spun through the air. It hit the ground hard, sliding right into the fainted Blastoise. It moved feebly, plainly on it's last breath of energy. It moved for the pile of Oran berries that sat so convienently next to the two of them, abandaded by an earlier pokemon.
It didn't have the chance. Yet another pokemon was forced from the lake. A pillar of water, powerful and unyeilding, spun from the center of the lake. It smashed itself into the feraligator. It was a swampert that was in worse condition than the other two. Its' skin was twisted into the shape of a spiral, where the uknown force had hit it. It knocked out the feraligator and joined the rest in their painful sleep.
The lake bubbled to a froth. Another whirl pool formed closer to shore than all the others. Anyone who saw it could look all the way to the bottom. That was where a single pokemon walked. It came closer and closer to the shore, struggleing against the impending waters. For you see, it was no water pokemon. In fact it was using a powerful horndrill to create that whirlpool. It was a rhydon. . . And it was angry.