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The damage was quickly stacking up against Darkrai, especially with the preexisting poison damage. Still, with the growlithe literally at arm’s length, the legendary took the opportunity to recover health with a Dream Eater attack, munching down on the pup in some weird visual of a circular food chain.
Douken proved surprisingly resistant to the turn of events; not even losing Pan in a wave of rubble seemed to have fazed him. That was OK; they had all night to figure out what would finally break him. That is, until something from the tunnel entrance that led to the Underworld. Rather than an army of golurks led by Regigigas, it was a lone figure adorned in samurai armor. The armor was colored with dark shades of pink, blue, and yellow, covering the figure from head to toe. With a crescent moon emblem fixed upon the helmet, it was clear that this figure represented Cresselia in some way. The warrior took off the helmet to reveal her true identity… “Looks like this feather does more than change the scenery,” Pan remarked as she revealed how she survived the collapsing tower. “Much as I would love to test this armor out, I think it’s time to wrap this up. House party!” Pan wielded her belt like a whip, flinging her entire team of pokeballs towards Darkrai. Rather than hit the legendary however, the pokeballs merely floated around them. Suddenly, each pokeball opened up, sending Darkrai on his own little trip through the dream world. “Venusaur!” Turnip faced off against Darkrai in the middle of the plains of the Hidden Valley, outside the Wooden Skyscraper in Fidona. Combining all of his vines in a massive bat, Turnip smashed into the dark-type, sending him flying across the plains and…underground? “Pachirisu!” Chi-Chi caught up with Darkrai in Under Hill, one of the largest human settlements in the Underground. The darkness was quickly pierced as the electric squirrel sent a discharge attack, slamming the foe with a bolts of lightning. Darkrai was pushed into a wall, where he was pulled into and upward… “ARRRRRR!” The legendary found himself in the jaws of Pan’s arcanine, Fenrir. They were on the fields of Loch Ranch, the premier breeding facility of Furoh. Fenrir kept his jaws firmly in Darkrai, sending fire and electricity through them with his fang attacks. The arcanine then launched his new chew toy back underground with an explosive flamethrower attack. Darkrai plowed through the earth, landing in another Underground landmark. “Golurk!” Droid took over the fight in the Regigigas Temple, one of the last vestiges of the Furite heritage. With Regigigas sitting motionless in the background, the golurk charged Darkrai, sending a dynamic punch into the back of the legendary’s body. This worked with the momentum that Darkrai had already built up from previous attacks, sending him through a wall and into…Petropolis Museum? “Poliwhirl!” Frog met up with the flailing Darkrai, falling down on his back in preparation. Once the legendary passed over him, the poliwhirl fired off dual hydro pump attacks. This sent Darkrai straight into the air, through a skylight, and well within the Petropolis skyline. Waiting for him… “AERODACTYL!” The shiny aerodactyl Valkyrie divebombed Darkrai amongst the city lights. Grabbing the foe with her talons, Valkyrie sent him crashing into the streets, where Darkrai was caught in the headlights of a big rig truck. From there, Douken’s team would take over for the second half of the round trip... -------------------- PANE Mod PANE x2 (click to show ) Credit for 2gamer's Seel of Approval (click to show ) |
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Douken couldn't help but blink at the Psudo-Beat Up attack Pan pulled off.... for some reason in samurai armor! However, he could not help but smirk. "I guess this being our dream, the we got control of it, and knowing its a dream, it means we are actually able to manipulate it." With his feather glowing, Douken's outfit seemed to of changed out of his and into a full body knight armor with a half helm, all plated in blue with pink trim and a yellow sheath and moon-shaped shield. Inside the sheath, which Douken drew, was a scimitar loaded with his entire belt of Pokeballs. "Now Darkrai, take this!"
With adarkrai flying from the car hit, it was Douken's team which now went to do damage. "Toxicroak!" Feeling better from the last hit, he left like some payback was in order in the Petropolis Gym where Darkrai passed over the stained glass reflection of Espeon before colliding into Koldo's Brick Break, launching him over to the Arasam Contest Hall. "Dewgong!" With her friend flying at her, she replied with setting up an Ice Shard on her horn before blasting an Aurora Beam through it, spreading out the beam into a wide region. Not only did this do some great harm, but it also made the "audience" cheer on the performance. This pushed him through the crowd to the realm of shadows where they were on the blink of death. "Dusclops!" Stepping close to the staggered foe, Dusclops went with a four-hit combination of a cycle of moves, switching from Fire Punch to Ice Punch to Thunder Punch and finishing off with Shadow Punch, using the shadows to push him back to the floating platforms inside Registeel's temple. "MAGNETON!" As if getting hit by Fire, ice and Lightning separate bad enough, Rusty added all three together into a Tri-Beam before firing it off in a wave of energy, pushing Darkrai off the platform to fall into the dark abyss. "SKAAAR!!" That was when Sabre grabbed in and flew up high above the Loch Ranch where the Disciples were attacking for the egg. Hopefully Darkrai had a good look at what his minions were doing (and failing doing so) because it wasn't long for Sabre to leg go, flip over and drill himself into Darkrai, sending him into the ranch floor below into a large dust field. However, when it cleared, they were back at Pokecon before the events that occured, which meant tents still in tact and people having fun. "Spaaarce!" With Balisk laying in front of his face, he gapped his mouth wide open, letting out a large Snore right in his ears.And as the sound attack pierced his ears, the field warpped over to the hotel, where one last Pokemon awaited him. "Hyyyyyyyn!" In front of the hotel, under the crescent moon and Cressilia's glow filling the land, the dream-created Pokemon lifted her tail, beads at the end glowing before slapping him using Dragon Tail, bringing them back to Pokecon aftermath with the meteor landed and the situation calmed down. "Give it up Darkrai," Douken said, walking up with the sword on his shoulder. "Time for us to wake up and for you to once again sleep in your tomb." -------------------- |
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After the final blows of the team attack, Darkrai found himself on the ground, no longer hovering. It was the all too familiar feeling of defeat; the last time he felt this resulted in him being imprisoned for hundreds of years. He looked upon the victors and awaited judgment.
“So…you’ve won. You’ve ruined the world prayed for by my followers. You destroyed their salvation.” “No,” Pan said plainly. “They didn’t desire salvation. They wanted power, and they knew they could never have it in this world. They sought you to get that strength to mold a new world based on their ideals. You were just a tool.” “And where do you think they got the idea that they could have such power?” Darkrai replied back, speaking with a surprising calmness. “It was I that made that promise so long ago. In exchange for granting their every desire, Men would give me a world powered by their imagination. They were weak, and I promised them strength.” As Darkrai spoke of his intentions, a crack appeared upon the ground. As if the entire area was made of glass, the crack expanded across the grass and even into the air. Darkrai himself was separating into fragments as he gazed once more at Pan and Douken. “This is the second time I’ve been proven wrong. You always had the power to change your world? ” “Well, that and one more thing,” Pan said, walking between the cracks and towards Darkrai. “The world we lived in was always powered by our imagination. But instead of nightmares, we had dreams. Dreams make us aspire to something. And when we aspire to such heights, our limits are boundless.” The cracks began to multiply further, threatening to shatter their very existence. Darkrai began fading away, being sucked into the background. Pan was confused; what was going on? “With all the nightmares I’ve caused…I deserve this. I deserve to live in my own nightmare…” “Wait, stop!” With that, the world shattered, and everything faded into white… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Pan opened her eyes and found herself back in the tower. The room around her was practically gone. The walls had disappeared, seemingly blown away along with the roof. They were now on top of the tower! The sounds of chanting were replaced by the spinning blades of the helicopter from overhead. The researcher looked across to find that Darkrai was no longer there. He was replaced by the man clad in black and a maliciously happy Dr. Mondo. The scientist clapped his hands in glee, but for what? Pan looked close at Deimos’ hand. It wielded a purple sphere, one with the letter “M” plastered on the front. It quickly teleported into some computer system, but knew full well what it was: the Master Ball. “The gods are mortal,” Dr. Mondo repeated with a wide smile, “Now the hunt can begin.” With one act, the shroud over the Dai Research Corporation had fallen… Pokemon Capture (click to show ) -------------------- PANE Mod PANE x2 (click to show ) Credit for 2gamer's Seel of Approval (click to show ) |
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A low groan came from Douken as he slowly came too, slowly pulling himself up. Looked like they won, so it would be time to send Darkrai back. However, when his vision came too, Darkrai was nowhere to be seen. Neither was the seal, the disciples... they were someplace else completely, and with different guests. One of them holding a Pokeball he had never seen. Missing Darkrai... teleporting Pokeball, and a scientist giving off a dark laugh. never a good combo. "Where's Darkrai?" Douken muttered, slowly walking up to the pair. "What happened to him. Was he sent back to rest?"
"The gods are mortal... Now the hunt can begin." There was no way. "You.... You dared captured Darkrai? You dared and throw off the balance of the world?! YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Douken had snapped in a fit of rage, and by doing so, went on the offensive my throwing a punch right at the nose of the doctor. if nothing stopped him then, his next attack would of gone after the man in black. "FREE DARKRAI RIGHT NOW! THOSE WHO WE CALL LEGENDS ARE MEANT TO WANDER THROUGH THE AGES, KEEPING THE WORLD IN BALANCE! DON'T YOU ASSHOLES KNOW THAT?!" -------------------- |
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Pan was almost speechless when she found out that Darkrai was captured. What had they done? They were never there to stop the Disciples; it was all about capturing Darkrai. Pan took to her feet and was about to join Douken in the slug fest against Mondo, but her body froze in place. She could not move a muscle, not even her mouth to speak. Deimos’ alakazam was standing behind them, using his psychic powers to hold both trainers in place. Mondo had managed a sneer at Douken while he nursed his broken nose. Their bodies were lifted into the air as Deimos walked towards them.
“These legends you speak of. There is no such thing,” the robotic voice told the two. “They are still pokemon, ones that can be captured and perfected by anyone. Don’t act so self-righteous, Mr. Sota. We’ve done nothing different than what you did to the six pokemon you carry with you.” At this point, Mondo stepped forward, still holding a napkin to his bloody nose. “If it weren’t for you two, we’d never have Darkrai to begin with. This is just as much your victory as it is ours. So go on! Claim your title! Pandora Gibbs and Douken Sota! The ones who danced with the devil and won! HAHAHA!” Deimos raised a hand to Mondo to stop his maniacal laughter. The man in black continued, watching the disciples being hauled away by his cohorts before turning to Pan and Douken. “Our actions here were no different than a child capturing a rattata for the first time. Once you realize this, perhaps there will be a future for you at our side, Douken Sota. As for you Pandora Gibbs, your expertise is far too valuable to leave Furoh with. Yes, we do know you plan to go home. Plans change, Ms. Gibbs. We’ll be in touch.” Pandora and Douken disappeared in a flash, teleported far from the tower… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Pan finally regained control of her body, she found herself in the Lenoilia pokemon center, where their adventure began. She was sitting on a couch next to Douken. On the adjacent table, there laid an open suitcase filled to the brim with money. On top of their compensation was a note that simply read “TD”. “Douken,” Pan began, a tear falling from her eye. “It’s our fault, isn’t it? No, it’s my fault. You would never have been involved if you weren’t traveling with me.” -------------------- PANE Mod PANE x2 (click to show ) Credit for 2gamer's Seel of Approval (click to show ) |
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The time in the Pokemon Center was too quiet as the pair sat down, thinking about the events that happened. He could still feel the pent up rage in his chest, however, it was aiming at himself more than it was at the crooks. “It’s our fault, isn’t it? No, it’s my fault. You would never have been involved if you weren’t traveling with me.” She had to break the silence with that question?
"I still have to take some blame," Douken said, dully looking at the suitcase of money. Just sitting there as a compensation for what they did. It was hurting his eyes, so he shoved it off the table, not caring about the dirty money that spread all over the floor. "We should be taking care of the balance of the world, whether the side is considered good or evil. Even what Darkrai did to us, he still deserved to be free." Getting up, he walked over and only picked up the note with the two letters on it. "But the ones who will take the worst of it will be them. I don't know how, but if I ever find out where they are keeping Darkrai, I will break in myself and free him from his prison." “Our actions here were no different than a child capturing a rattata for the first time. Once you realize this, perhaps there will be a future for you at our side, Douken Sota," echoed in his head. "At least I see them as family..." murmured from his mouth. Walking to the door, Douken said, "Cmon, lets go. I can't stand being here right now. Its making me sick to my stomach." It would still haunt his nightmares, but for now, he had to walk away from it. Get his mind off his problems. -------------------- |
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After a quick change of clothes and returning her room key, Pan joined Douken outside. In the relative fresh air, they took a walk around the block, looking at all the abandoned stores along the way. When they came across what was once a water fountain, Pan stopped to change the subject.
“Do you remember when we first met? It was in Castle Vonmoto. There was a blizzard raging outside and you came in in a t-shirt and shorts. You were so cold, you nearly fell on Turnip trying to get to the fireplace!” She gave a wide smile as she reminisced about their first adventure. “Why couldn’t all of our adventures have been so simple?” As she said this, the researcher took one of her pokeballs and released her shiny aerodactyl. Valkyrie stretched her wings, awaiting orders to take flight. “I hate leave after what just happened, but I’ve got people depending on me leaving.” -------------------- PANE Mod PANE x2 (click to show ) Credit for 2gamer's Seel of Approval (click to show ) |
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Douken chuckled a little, giving off a faint smile when she mentioned the Castle. "Fell on? I think trample would of been a better word. It was after that when I changed into something warmer," he chuckled, looking at his current dress. "And lets not forget about the ice shoes moment where I owed you a dinner." It was a comforting laugh that did relieve some of the burden off of his chest, before letting out a sigh.
Sending Sabre out, Douken replied back, "Life is never something that goes easy on people. It gives you trials and sees what you are capable of doing. Besides, you had bad luck in the first place when your parents named you Pandora." He laughed at the last part, sticking his tongue out a little hoping she could take the joke. Hopping back on Sabre, he asked pan, "So, are you still going to head back home, or are you going to let that man keep you here?" -------------------- |
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“No, I’m headed back to Kanto,” Pan replied to Douken. “It’s not about me anymore.” No matter what was about to go down in Furoh, she had a kid to worry about now. She couldn’t be running around fighting villains and saving the world. It had to end here.
She smiled as she climbed up on Valkyrie, ready to take flight. “Thanks for tagging along,” she said to Douken. “I probably wouldn’t have gotten this far without you. Now, you can get back to your badges without me dragging you around.” And with that, the shiny aerodactyl began flapping her wings, taking off into the Lenoilian skyline. Pan gazed across the Furoh countryside one last time. She was going to miss this place, from the dense forests she first explored, to the vast plains around her now. The researcher looked over to Douken once more for a final message. “Don’t let this place go to hell without me!” The aerodactyl zoomed into the west, disappearing into the horizon. So ended the adventures of Pandora Gibbs… Or at least, that was the plan. -------------------- PANE Mod PANE x2 (click to show ) Credit for 2gamer's Seel of Approval (click to show ) |
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"Don't make it sound like like we won't see each other again!" Douken called out. "Be sure to call me and root me on!" And there she went, taking to the sky. With a small sigh, it seemed a little odd to be traveling on his own again, but that was the case. Speaking of calling though, "Maybe I should let Darryn know." As Sabre took to the sky, Douken pulled out his Pokegear and scrolled through his contents. Sure, he didn't have Darryn, but he had a relative's.
((The following is a mixed post with Living Arrow and Douken)) "Oh, hey!" Lyla waved Darryn on with his shopping bags as her cellphone began to cry out the shrill tones of the Bellosso-babes latest single and fished it quickly from the bag swinging in the crook of her arm. Her cousin rolled his eyes and walked on, leaving her to slump onto a vacant bench on the boardwalk of Port Barley and examine the name illuminated on the phone's display. [Sota, Douken] Lyla blinked. It had certainly been a while since she had thought of the boy that she had met in Petropolis. She found herself smiling as she hit the answer call command on the touchscreen. "Like, hey Douken! Long time no speak! How are you doing? Where are you, like, right now?" A small chuckle came over him when he heard Lyla speak to him. "It hasn't been that long, has it? Then again, time does fly when you get caught in near-death experiences." He wouldn't be surprised if she asked him what happened. "We are right now in Lenolia, but Pan and I are splitting ways. Seems like she is headed back to her home because of some circumstances she said you knew about..." Lyla bit back a squeak. Was Pan talking about her... situation... yet? No, not from the way Douken sounded. Lyla had promised not to tell a soul and even Darryn had not found out yet so slipping the beans to Douken was out of the question. Luckily for Lyla, he'd opened up the perfect get-out conversation so she was safe for the time being. "Oh, Pan's going home, huh? That, like, must totally suck for you since you were adventuring together and all... What's this about 'near-death experiences'!?" She asked fervently, her gaze absently turning to the thin red streak across her left arm. She really hoped that her own latest escapade wouldn't leave her with a scar. "I, like, hope you guys are OK?" Answering her question, he told her about the Perish Song with the Jynx, the meeting of the Dusknior, and finally about Darkrai - No, I can't tell her about what happened with him... - 's Disciples. "But as you can hear, I am not talking to you from the other side, so we are both alive and well. In fact, I'm still planning on going to Gigarte after we split up in a few minutes. Want me to pass a word from either of you before she leaves?" "From either of us?" Lyla pondered it for a moment, wondering if she could somehow get a secret message across to Pan without letting slip her secret. Deciding it was futile and that she would just have to call Pan herself at a later time, she followed up with a "Just tell Pan we'll, like, totallymiss her in Furoh but we're sure she'll enjoy herself back in Celadon. Oh, and say that, like, we'll catch up properly soon! Nice talking with you, Douken - take care!" And with that, Lyla thumbed the end call button and breathed a sigh of relief. All this secret-keeping was hard! ((end mixed posting)) Closing the Pokegear, Douken looked out, seeing Pan out of sight. With a small sigh,, he patted Sabre's side and told him, "Alright, we head north to Mount Vonmoto, and from there we go right to Gigrate. I think we deserve a vacation from nearly dying so many times." With Sabre letting out a loud cry, he took off. This post has been edited by Douken Sota: Jun 1 2013, 10:11 PM -------------------- |
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