Pokemon Fanfic; Khrona's Pokemon Battle

Due to Khrona's ability to traverse alternate realities as well as to create his own at a whim, at some point in time, he ended up in a reality where he was a Pokemon Trainer with 6 of his favorite pokemon. Part of him just wanted to see how he fared as a normal Pokemon Trainer. Fortunately, there were some who wished to play with him, and thus, they would have quite the epic Pokemon Battle.

He sat, awaiting someone brave enough to climb the slope of this sheer mountainside to the glorious lush fields that were atop. And even still, they were not completely at the top, for it was temperate here, even above the clouds. On top of a large boulder nearby a vacant source of water, the grass rippled with the winds that brought the light mist of cloud to his fast and past his body...

"..."

At last Khrona our battles will be seen the mass populous of the planet.

*Long had the journey of this trainer had gone on. The years of his travels had aged him well, the memory of passed battles burned into his mind, now remembers of his raise to greatness.

The entered this heavenly the breeze of it's winds ruffling his clothes, the boy quickly place his hand upon his head from keeping his black cadet from being twirled into the white void of clouds.

And exclamation mark arose from his head as he viewed another within the vicinity, looking up from up under his hat and, made his way to him still his presence could be noted.*

"....."

A figure would emerge from the unbeaten trail, a road not seen by many travelers except for the few and brave. To say she was surprised to witness another along this route, two at that, high in the mountains would be an understatement. She lifted her hat to get a better view of the people, holding it firmly so that the mountain breeze wouldn't tear it away from her person.

"..."

She stood back, watching and waiting to see what would happen.

From the mist of the cloud rolling past him, his face was revealed, eyes first. Looking into them was like looking into the black abyss, but it was apparent that life was thriving in his dark and wise eyes.

"... Hahaha. I thought I'd be waiting here forever."

He slowly made his way to his feet, hands in his pockets and eyes gleaming down at his opponent. A smirk grew across his face as he began to chuckle, already finding experience within this trainer just by his stance.

"... But you're here for a fight, and I will provide. Let's see if your prowess matches that of this old legendary trainer!"

He pulled a hand out of his pocket, a customized pokeball of no other kind specially made for his specific pokemon was drawn, and promptly thrown out in front of the area, simultaneously, he leapt down from this rock. As the pokeball opened, the white light took the shape of a four-legged creature harboring a large sword-like horn on the side of its face. An Absol.

Its majestic white fur glimmered for a moment, before it was dulled by the sheer look of despair and malice upon its face.

"Miss Fortune... Show our guests a wonderful battle, hm?"

She stood silent, firm, awaiting the opponent's pokemon to come forth. By that time, her trainer took notice to the new girl on the scene. He only acknowledged her with a glance, knowing she was here for the party as well.

*Glaceing through the cover his hat provided the boy noticed another arrival into this destined place of champions above the the very clouds.

The moved quick, hoping from his boulder made throne landing upon the land and his pokemon being released, and Absol. How interesting..*

"Right to the point, huh?"

*He too showing his face, unshrouded the cover of hat, showing his smirking face.

The reached into his pocket pulling out a pokeball that gleamed in light with its silvery coating, letting it go, and releasing the pokemon within.

The light took form of a stumpy four legged elephant. Its skin as tough and looked of leather from a tire. It let out on lough howl as stomped upon the ground, the very mountain quivering. T'was nothing else but the boy's Donphan.*

"Urs, lets show them a real fight."

*The Donphan eager to start began stuffing his front left hove upon the ground and eyed onward toward his opponent, the already released Absol, tensions raising.

The boy push up his glasses as he glanced over toward the other one, the girl. What would she bring to the party?*

Seeing that the other two trainers with their oppressive aura's had taken notice of her, the visage of a visibly younger girl would stop forth. Seeing that this would be a confrontation, a fated battle of the ages, she let her hat fly off, never to be seen again into the cloud lined abyss. Her long hair flowed, no longer trapped beneath the garment. With a graceful leap, she would land within the battle area, her piercing eyes on both of the seasoned trainers before her.

"...Dominate."

The only words to escape her mouth as she revealed what appeared to be a normal pokeball in her hand. With a flick of her wrist, the pokeball was launched upwards before sending a beam of red light down onto the ground, almost like a lightning strike.

From the light formed a pokemon as tall as a human, its skin as green as the blowing grass around them. With a large tail in the shape of tropical fern, and a red underbelly, the pokemon was easily identifiable as Sceptile.

The green pokemon stood with both arms down to its side, eyeing both of its opponents with the want to truly show them who was dominant. This may be her hardest battle yet, a battle that would be etched into this mountain for years to come.

Once all of the opponents were on the field, Miss Fortune knew that it was time to release her restraints. An immense force swept across the land as a great gale of dark power, forcing a great strain on the two other combatants before her. Her Pressure was strong and she used it to her advantage. THAT was her testament for both the Sceptile and that Donphan to simmer down and know who the true opponent was... And then, she was off.

It would only seem like a glimmer of white as she sped toward the Donphan first and foremost, the slower of the two, and the easier prey. Behind the white glimmer that was this Absol's body was a streak of darkness that seemed to violently tear through the air beside it, the Night Slash ready to slice right through the body of the Donphan if it were not prepared. All the while, Miss Fortune had her eyes locked on the Donphan's, staring it down in what would seem to be slow motion...

*Through it all Urs kept the same expression of utter disappointment and anger. These games did nothing but make the already mad Donphan even more upset, the wave of energy causing his body to become heavier, but it was a weigh that Urs could bare.

He edged onward toward the Absol, it's poor judgement choosing him as the weaker of the group, fool. Urs's face molded into a even more distasteful gaze of pure hate and rage. This face, this Scary Face could chill the very air, the clement becoming colder in the closing space between them. The moments of the Absol would slow mid-charge, its body unresponsive to the quick strike flame in its heart, as the pure radiant look of fear projected its self from this Donphan's facial expression instilling fear into its very soul.

With a lunge of it's tiny stubby legs the Dophan jumped out of the way, its gaze slowly the Absol down but still barely dodged the slash of transcended darkness, and landed upon the far off corner of this cliff side.

It quickly raised it's legs slamming it upon the ground, instantly causing a meteor herd jagged rocks and stones to arise from the edges of the field, and would just float there, as impassable wall, so that none could leave this place.

It stuffed it's hove again, and let out another howl. The battle had begone.*

Feeling left out, Sceptile would fold its arms as it knew what its trainer was going to tell it. With a glint in its eye, it took the full force of Absol's pressure, making it all the more eager to battle and dominate such a powerful opponent. As the two pokemon battled, a feint white glow would surround Sceptile as it finally moved in towards the battle, its agility increased from its natural speed. Such a boost in speed was surely shown as the muscles of the green pokemon could be seen flexing and pulling beneath its skin and the white glow it held trailing behind it like a streaking jet. As it sped towards the pokemon that piqued its interest the most, being the Absol, a large green glow would be extending from its arm, a leaf blade.

Speeding right towards Absol, it cocked back its arm, its height over the other pokemon fully showing as it aimed to cleave it right through.

Gazing into the utterly grieving eyes of this Donphan caused even the well trained, fearless Absol that was Miss Fortune to pause in her tracks for but a second, stunned by its gaze. This, giving the Donphan just enough time to evade the attack just barely, Miss Fortune could feel a shift in the wind with her finely tuned sense of nature. That was the feeling of the blur of green and white coming toward it, almost premeditated, Miss Fortune spun around with the utmost urgency, now snapped back into reality and shaking off the power of Scary Face, and allowed the still active Night Slash to class with the blade of the Sceptile. The resulting impact would send out a wave of clashing force about the entire field, darkness and nature fighting each others powers off. It was then, at this moment, that the Absol spoke to the Sceptile in the language of Pokemon, something their trainers could not comprehend.

"... You can't get the jump on me, you poor, unfortunate soul..."

Then and there, Miss Fortune looked up at the Sceptile and off in some arbitrary direction, her eyes turning pure while for but a mere moment. At virtually the same time, she forced the Sceptile away with a great push of her sturdy, blade-like horn to send it away as well as launch herself backward. It would seem as though this one wished to be her opponent today... So, why not allow it, hm?

She gave little warning of her attack, only veiling her body in sheer darkness, save her eyes. This cloud of darkness shot at the Sceptile with utmost potency and accuracy... Trying to take it down in one fell swoop.

*It was time to test their mettle, Urs hunching down as its body became lost in the glow of pure white. Ever muscle in it's body tensing as call forth Ancient Powers, of times long forgotten.

The wintry veil began to reshape its self, forming into a rotating sphere of pure energy. And with the revealing sensation Urs's muscles relaxed sending the sphere rocketing forward toward the crowded group that were his opponents, blazing across the grassy fields, ripping to shreds any that got in its way.

With this sphere's inevitable collision would pure a explosion of utter destruction causing a permanent blemish upon this beautiful battlefield.*

"Your knees shall bend to me yet."

Sceptile replied to Miss Fortune as they were pushed apart, its feet sliding over the ground to halt its backward movement. The white glow of agility faded away only to give way to Sceptile creating a second leaf blade on its opposite arm. For moment, Sceptile could have sworn it was seeing two Absol before it became shrouded in darkness. Shaking its thoughts clear a bit too late, Sceptile attempted to bring both its blades around to meet the Absol head on, missing by mere inches and taking the Absol's charge in the midsection.

Its arms gripped it where its blades were meant to hit, the damage and force being enough to push Sceptile back even more, yet it firmly refused to release Absol. Instead of the white glow that had surrounded it earlier, a greenish yellow glow would be seen, one that covered Absol as well.

"I'll drain you dry!"

Sceptile spoke in a strain, using its focus to giga drain Absol until it took note of the pure force being sent at them both by Donphan. With a smirk on its face, it held Absol tightly, hoping to prevent all forms of escape.

She continued to rush toward Sceptile, somehow anticipating that he was going to fall for her little 'trick...' Though her smile was concealed by darkness, soon her attack would not be, as when the Sceptile grabbed hold of the darkness covered Absol, he would find that his hands slipped right through, into the darkness that was the afterimage of this clearly cunning creature. The last thing the Sceptile would see would be those eyes closing before the darkness condensed around its arms, binding them in place. Another cloud of darkness appeared behind Sceptile instantly, the Absol shooting through this darkness first as darkness itself before manifesting back into physical form, she struck the Sceptile with the incredible power of its paws. Feeling the air shift again, she could tell that an Ancient Power was coming her way... Her trainer caught on to the plan and blurted out to the owner of the Sceptile.

"Don't be so quick to underestimate this Absol!"

That said, the Sceptile would find itself flying in the direction of the oncoming Ancient Power. Without hesitation, Miss Fortune had callously launched its opponent into the oncoming attack to protect herself, the bindings of shadows breaking once the Sucker Punch hit. She landed, ready to watch the spectacle of the attack hit. Using that as a cover, Miss Fortune would seem to appear in a blur above Donphan, and circled around Donphan's area was nothing but waves of pure concentrated mental force. The Psycho Slashes created from the Absol's horn as it moved would find themselves closing in on the Donphan without warning, aiming to slice through even its tough hide so it could actually feel the effects of this attack... Nice and painful.

The body of the tossed aside Sceptile collided head on with projected mass of energy from Urs resulting in the devastating explosion that was for told, blowing apart the ground from up under them and unearthing a torrent of rock and smoke.

Urs given only a moment to enjoy his carnage, the shadow Miss Fortune set her sights on him now, as the inward collapsing blades of Psycho energy fell upon him.

Falling forward sort of flip the Donphan tucked in its legs and curved its body into ball flickering in the faint glow of a bluish aura as it curled into this form. It's wrapped body would then dash forward spinning at a in incredible rate plowing through the frontward assault of Absol's blades, its hide intacted.

The Donphan continued outward edging around the ends of this hillside befroe circling its self around zooming back toward Absol building up an incredible amount of force with each rotation forward as it ripped across the ground.*

The female trainer would flip her hair, not in the slightest fazed by the carnage that had just befell her Sceptile.

"Don't disappoint me."

Was all she said, those words seeming to spark something in the Sceptile that was laid out and bruised on the ground. What looked to be chlorophyll, really small traces of blood from the Sceptile poured from its mouth as it struggled to get back up on its feet. The Sceptile sent a murderous glare back at its trainer, their eyes meeting and chilling the air even more. A heavy, deep forest green glow would surround Sceptile this time. Its body would seem to grow a bit bulkier, as if overgrowing itself. Sceptile was in a pinch, but not down and out yet.

With the green glow almost a shine now, the leaves on Sceptiles tail began to fluctuate swiftly. Wind began to blow around the entire field at an alarming, and increasing rate. The leaves from Sceptiles tail burst outward, swamping the outside of the area and most of the inner field in the sharp plants. Soon the wind built up strong enough to merge the plants into a tornado like cluster, the green glow on Sceptile now withing each and every one of the razor sharp leaves. The tornado moved swiftly to converge in the path of Donphan as well as to pick up Absol within its mass, this powerful Leaf Storm looking to decimate everything in its path.

It plowed through her Psycho Cut with ease, as it seemed when the Donphan started rolling, it took more than even that to stop this rolling ace. That was something Miss Fortune was surely going to do. Hitting the ground a bit of a way back from where the trail of tire track grooves tore through the ground, she watched as the Sceptile seemed to pull out an incredibly powerful move now... One of its strongest, if not that. Leaf Storm.

It was clear that Urs was going to get caught within this and, if the Sceptile was beneficial in its attacks, would lift the Donphan from the ground and harm it as well. But Miss Fortune was far off away from this attack... And even still, the maelstrom of nature seemed to suck in even she. But that wasn't going to be her end today on this day... For the attack from the future, the Future Sight she had predicted before, had come. Slicing up any oncoming bladed leaves, none would touch the Absol as she dug her claws deep into the ground to keep herself rooted. She didn't intend to be caught... not like Urs.

Instead, she decided to counter the power of the Leaf Storm with her own disastrous winds of greater power. The clouds below them darkened, swirling upward to meet the Absol's position, seeming more controlled than anything, considering it was not affected by the likes of the Leaf Storm wind.... Like the clouds were being attracted to the Absol's person on its own. Eerie, indeed. With an abrupt burst of wind, the clouds formulated would explode into a huge cyclone around the Absol... Not only as protection, but as a charging for the next move to come... The Razor Wind.

*The rolling tank that was Urs, swept up within the winds of the Sceptile's maelstrom of nature. Forced to twirl around like a rag doll in this typhoon losing its grounding and the building force it was storing but even in this moment the Donphan moved to recover from this seemingly horrid predicament. During the entire process Urs kept his ball like form, the blueish hum that coated him doing what it could in protection against the flurry of nature, but Urs was out of his element and even his strengthened hide and heightened defenses did little toward his protect.

Suffering through it all, they way the leaves sliced through this thick skin the Donphan cried out and as if awakened by it's howl, the scattered and surrounded rocks that outlined this placed raced to the Donphan's call. They, to overwhelming in numbers broken through the outer of the storm toward the spinning Urs forming a sort of road for the Dophan to follow out, and so he did.

The rocks providing cover from the leaves and gale of the storm Donphan road its self out of the heart of this leafy madness, the road made for him coiling around the edge of the outer storm all the way to its peak when the road ended and Dophan launched its self above, coming out of its ball like form.

The trainer, having to keep his hat in place again as the winds were set in such a flux by the Sceptile's actions, still only but smiled looking upward for his flying Donphan.*

"Urs, use Earthquake."

*The one mighty roar above the storm the Donphan projected outward a wave of pure seismic force down upon the the entirety of Sceptile's storm. The littoral earth changing power of an Earthquake fell upon Sceptile now, its tectonic shifting force seeking to put an end to the Leaf storm and very well the pokemon its self in one crushing blow.

The Donphan falling to another flip made roll, skidded across the ground with its landing only to come right out of ball form, the scars of leaf storm had made several grooves in it's hide but it's face was still the same, letting out another of its elephant like howls yelling in the language only pokemon knew.*

"Fall, child of trees...."

Sceptile refused to let them look down on it. Not by a long shot would it allow them to think Sceptile was such an easy foe. With another war cry, Sceptile's overgrow ability lasted to the bitter end, making the leaf storm even stronger than normal, able to easily overwhelm the makings of Absol's Razor Wind. The leaves and wind burst outward, like blades being shot from pistons in every direction. It was Sceptile's last stand before it dropped to its knees and took the full seismic assault of Donphan's earthquake. The brave green pokemon soared through the air back towards it trainer, its face cringed in pain. It landed hard with a thud, fainted.

"...return."

She held Sceptile's ball up, drawing it back home while her eyes were hidden by her flowing bangs. This time removing her jacket, one of her eyes would be revealed, an unearthly scarlet glow to them. She drew her next pokeball. The Great ball sparked before she could even let it leave her hand. Holding it out to the side, she leaped and twirled, letting the ball cover in electricity before bursting into a radiant display of sparks. In the midst of the electricity stood a visage of small stature but huge power.

"No mercy Raichu."

The small lightning pokemon sparked heavily. It was even more well trained than the Sceptile.

The master of this area smiled at the display of power from every pokemon, the gale force winds from the Razor Wind starting up as well as the super powered Leaf Storm setting his jacket off in a violent flutter behind him, as if trying its hardest to leave his body, yet being unable to. The leaves passed him by at every turn, not even slicing through the jacket. It was uncanny.

"Well then, it seems like we've got a show, now!! Hahaha! Give me some more, challengers! Miss Fortune hasn't even taken any damage yet!"

Though he might have counted his chickens too soon. The last stand of the Sceptile had done away with the Razor Wind that Miss Fortune had created, the blade-like leaves shooting past her in a similar fashion to her trainer, yet she was unfortunate enough to have some make contact, first slicing past her fur and taking off a little, then getting closer, slicing her face a bit. That's when she realized that staying planted in this one place was not going to be beneficial, and she would find it absolutely necessary to evade these deadly leaves.

With great strength in her paws and with the help of the wind, she ripped up the chunk of ground she planted her claws into, creating a moderately large platform of earth that she could use as a shield as she was now carried into the air with the storm. She pulled out her hind claws from the rock to gain more control above, pulling the clod of earth up anywhere her keen eyes saw the leaves. She spoke, mostly to herself, through the hectic storm around her.

"Hrm... This type of power is most impressive, given my Pressure should have made it exceedingly stressful on the body to use such abilities... These two have been trained well..."

She said this, blocking leaves, until the old clod of dirt just couldn't take anymore and was sliced clean through by a barrage of green blades. Reacting quickly, she pushed off of the nearest fragments and onto another that was more intact, finding it very difficult to maneuver through the winds and blades, but she seemed to pull it off. Years of experience. Yet the leaves still managed to grind her grounding to dust, requiring her to free fall. Drifting with the wind again, she retained composure in the air as not to be thrown every which way, and fought off the leaves with her scythe-like horn. Slash! Clash! Shing! Ting! The epic sounds of honed blades making contact could be heard all through the storm back to back, the Absol only suffering a few more minor injuries. She just couldn't seem to block them all. But finally, when she saw the Sceptile collapse, the leaves would stop as would the violent storm, and Miss Fortune would fall, now back nearby the two tired Pokemon.

Landing before the fainted Sceptile, blood trickling down her face in a tiny, steady stream, she licked it up with an abnormally long tongue, glaring down at the great green gecko.

"... A noble effort..."

And he was returned. With her attention now focused on the Donphan, she shot him an arresting stare... A demonic, evil, Mean Look. Her body blacked out, seeming to become nothing but darkness, save for her irises, which burned red and released a sinister glow. The Donphan, whether it looked her in the eye or not, should feel the sheer malice and encumbrance on his body, so heavy that not even the trainer's pokeball could call this pokemon back. He was trapped on the battlefield for eternity, or until he was finished off mercilessly. Payback for that Scary Face from earlier.

"Well now... It seems as though neither of us are leaving anytime soon. That Leaf Storm did a number on you, Urs. Let's hope you can still go on."

By this time, the girl trainer had done her fancy spin and released her electric pokeball, revealing that shocking mousey creature, Raichu. With the Absol shooting a stare off at it now, the electricity crackling from its body would be suppressed and forced back into it, thanks to the intense Pressure that still plagued the field. The stress of using abilities would still affect this creature as well. For the first time the entire battle, she smiled, revealing pointed, perfectly aligned, devilish fangs. The torment had just begun.

*Urs felt shackles lock around his legs, as the piercing eyes of the Absol glared him down from clear cross the area, a chill running down his spine the battle wary Donphan knew that he would see this battle to the bitter end. He released another forceful cry, as the met the glare of the Absol's Mean Lock head on, a burning flame seen within him, the flame of will...

"You think nature would stop me? I'm afraid you won't get off that easy, Pokemon of Disasters."

Urs gave what seemed to be a smirk underneath the cover of his truck, it had been too long since he'd been in a battle such as this and the old Pokemon found it amusing that even in his age, good battles where still his to be fought.

Smiling much like his Pokemon the trainer tipped his hat forward he too trying to hide his smiling face as the Female trainer let her Pokeball fly it releasing out yet another competent for Urs to test his skills against.

As soon as her Raichu was released from it's ball every single floating stone that had surrounded this area in a grand assembly would pin point in on the Raichu instantly, their jagged tips and edges all pointed toward the small mouse Pokemon whose image would become last in the cluster of rocks and stone.*

"You know what to do...Let's get this done Urs.."

The Donphan would began to act, the wounds of the Leaf Storm a hindrance, and the Pressure from the Absol never feeling more apparent he staggered a bit before being able to start his rolling, circling the outskirts of the area. His tusks would burst into flames that would skid across the ground as Urs rotated around the area leaving a flaming trail of blaze along the outline of this place.*

"Don't think I'll be as easy as that soft Sceptile."

Raichu called, her fur still teaming with electricity. The sparks around its body seemed to flow backwards down her back and sides, growing faster and faster until it seemed that waves of electricity. Then the stones struck it, rolling it over once. Raichu growled at the damage and then looked towards the Donphan. (I'm guessing I can't have my surfing Raichu in this battle since surf is an HM move?)

Instead of rushing either of them though, Raichu merely sat down, a devilish smirk on its lips. Its body began to spark again, but this time the charges of electricity were entering her body. She began to glow as her intake of electricity continued to grow, encasing her body in a sort of lightning film coating.

It was clear to Miss Fortune that this Donphan needed to be taken down immediately, so that her trainer would have the upper hand in numbers. He was weakened a great deal, and since that Raichu was out, the focus of the majority of the attacks would be aimed at the Absol, since electricity didn't effect Urs. Miss Fortune did not care to be targeted. However, to her surprise, the Raichu sat down and did not move. Though this was highly unusual and probably not the best course of action to leave the Raichu dormant, Miss Fortune had a bone to pick with the weakened Urs, now rolling across the field and setting it ablaze.

"... Fire Fang, huh...?"

She quickly saw that he intended to limit the Absol's moving space, which was her greatest asset at this point. But she would still have speed over even the swift rolling of Urs. It was then that her trainer held his hand out ominously, pointing at the weary rolling Donphan.

"... Miss Fortune... Put this old Pokemon out of his misery with this next attack! Use 'The Double Dancing Blades.'"

Miss Fortune smiled devilishly, incredibly pleased that she'd get the chance. She braced herself, as if she knew she was going to suffer some kind of damage from this attack, then crouched, starting up the deadly combination by harnessing her power. Suddenly, swords of energy formed and solidified around her, rotating as well. At the exact same time, she started to blur around, the 10 swords around her body aligning across her, and at the same time several clones of the Absol would appear in blurs as well with the swords in front of them. Each sword would embed itself within the Absol's copies, and the horn upon their heads would glow with the same color, increasing its size by a massive amount. It now looked like a gigantic scythe atop the Absol's skull larger than even its own body. Suddenly, they all took off at the same time, disappearing. When they reappeared, they were all surrounding the rolling and inflamed Urs, each targeting it precisely. Heightening its own Pressure to such a point where it attempted to actually stop Urs from moving completely, each and every one would swing their heads around at mach speeds, surrounding themselves in black energy as they brought down the massive scythe onto the Donphan, hopefully leaving it with no escape from this move.

"... And end it with Double-Edge..."

The recoil of the spinning as well as the impact with Urs' tough body would do a decent amount of damage to Miss Fortune herself, if she were to hit, but with the Double Dancing Blades, she was ensured to take out the weakened creature... That much, was certain.

*He's body to weakened and the over all constant strain placed upon his body by the Absol's pressure now heightened caused the mighty Pokemon to have no strength in aid him in his defense, and onslaught of scythes unchallenged as they torn through the hide and flesh of the armor Pokemon.

The damage done, Urs came out of his roll into a standing position. Their was no movement from the Pokemon, nothing but a blank stare from its glassy eyes as it looked on to the dying inferno it had raised around the entire area, its flames snuffing out as several streams of blood began to flow down the Donphan's face, while it's other cuts began to bleed out as well.....

The horde of jagged stones slowly retracted themselves from the Raichu's position, several of them had their jagged edges stained in the blood of the Raichu from impaling its body. They moved back to their stationary position, lined up like a sentient wall around the area, floating...waiting for their next time to strike.

Urs slowly turned its body and began to walk toward the Absol, whose attack had damaged Urs this seriously but would of surly left the Pokemon in a daze, and damaged its self from combating Urs's armor like body. It's body became covered in a blue aura, it powers raising, building for its last move as it grow closer to the Absol. The Donphan now stood before it, unconscious yet still moving, the veil of blue aura at its brightest as it looked into the eyes of the Absol with it blank stare.

"Earthquake..."

The trainer cried as overwhelming amount of seismic energy erupted from Urs's body, as a quick and rippling wave of pure tectonic force that would rip apart the very ground around them and would continue to spread outward. The trainers would be forced to fall back, the explosion from the Donphan reaching ranges that would catch them, and the Raichu in its wrathful wave, leaving but little of this beautiful place untouched, spared of becoming part of the massive chaos of risen earth and gigantic creators that had formed across the area due to Urs's meddling with tectonic forces.

Its body to damage, its will run dry the great Donphan Urs would fall, within the middle of it all...closing its eyes as it slept from over exhaustion.

A red light zipped to the falling Pokemon, engulfing its body and returning it to the ball it was released from. The trainer smiled as he looked Urs's Pokeball, his friend resting inside after a hard battle.

"Sleep well Urs, and don't worry, we'll win this."

The trainer placed Urs's ball back within his pocket and glanced over toward the Absol's trainer who's Pokemon was within the eye of this destruction along with Urs and smiled. It was long since his Pokemon had been pushed this hard, and it got his blood boiling.

He looked onward to the reformed landscape of risen earthy pillars and crater patches and pulled sliver Premium Ball from his pocket.

"I think I'll choose you next..."

Her trainer nodded, giving her the ok to get her battle underway, making the Raichu seem to grin almost evilly. The damage done by Urs stealth rock only seemed to enforce her will to defeat all of her opponents. With her charge not being interrupted, she just kept it going until her body was almost completely golden with electricity. When Urs earthquake struck the area, Raichu would stand to her feet, her front paws clenched into the ground and her body low. Then she would leap upwards, a streak of lightning blasting upwards with her as she left the ground.

Static in the air halted the upward momentum, and Raichu changed direction, lightning still trailing behind it in the air until it stopped again, more static converging on its area. (Pickachu's recovery in Super Smash Bros.)

Raichu's sparking body halted in the air as its building static prevented it from falling to the ground. Absol's pressure was effecting it, but the power of this particular Raichu was one that had seen many battles, many regions, many losses, and even more victories. From regions as far as Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and even Orre, this Raichu would show its seniority over Sceptile, the difference in power between it and its fellow comrades.

"Give them heaven's judgment."

Her trainer called as booming Thunder could be heard before the giant bolts of lightning began to rain down on the field, adding more to the destruction. So much so, that the cliffside would most likely be destroyed now, tilting the ground to the point where the ground could fall right off the side, leaving the trainers in a plunging battle.

Naturally, the Double Dancing Blades technique was a Double Edged Sword (Haha, it still works!) and upon impact with the Donphan, even if it was the finishing blow, it would leave the Absol with a great deal of whiplash from impact and an even higher amount of tiredness from such execution. Panting, she saw what remained of Urs; an unconscious husk.

"... A stalwart to the end..."

She stood, trying to regain her own composure when suddenly, an immense force was released from Urs that even this skillful Absol could not evade, with her given condition. A powerful earthquake of such force that blasted her back, speeding through the air, now fainted. Before anyone could notice, she was back inside her pokeball, the light almost not even seen.

As quick as he could, her trainer jumped up and let the force of the blast push him into the rock, his feet being touching the stone to ensure his suspension in the air until the force of the quake had subsided. The rock itself seemed to crumble, during, making the trainer lose his footing, but he fell back to his feet on the ground unharmed.

"Well... I guess that's it, then. Might as well bring out my eldest, then..."

Of course, he meant in actual age and not in companionship. He had captured this pokemon by a rare occurrence, as it was incredibly special and one of the first to ever come about in its species.

"Give em hell, Helmaroc..."

He flung a pokeball, one seeming to be a Premier ball as well, showing just how rare he considered this creature. From it, a massive Claydol hovered over the area, its eyes gleaming a golden color that created a shine around its body for a moment.

All the while the Raichu had been preparing, it was finally time for the bolt to come down. When it did, Helmaroc sprung into action as if already knowing its trainers orders. It pointed its head toward the oncoming bolt of electricity and its eyes would gleam for a moment, the electricity all around from every body focusing on it. It used its psychic powers to attract the electricity, using itself as a lightning rod, since it was a ground type. Granted, electricity still sparked violently from it for a while, the huge thunderclap form impact enough to quake the earth almost as much as the earthquake... But no damage would be done to the area.

"Heh. Good job."

Oddly enough, all of its eyes were closed... Yet it knew where the attack was going to hit. Strange...