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Ken

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scope specs and virus balls x2!

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This woman was full of venom, not any of Poison or acid but of what Ken could only sum up as lust. He couldn’t see it in her before, she seemed the type to be reserved at first glance. Little did Ken know he was paired with someone with an appetite for danger. When she spoke of them speaking on his proposal he’d offer a his usual toothy grin, but behind it was a mask of caution. Whatever her game was she was playing it well, but before he could sweeten their little quarrel a Pokemon had slithered out of the shadows flashing a hood of yellow and red at the pair.

Ken planted his feet when he saw the beast, ready to send his beldum at the massive snake only to realize that the steel type had vanished. He’d check over his shoulder, not only was the steel type gone but its Pokeball had vanished from its clip on his belt. Confused, he’d take his eyes off of the Arbok to look for his Pokemon. It was completely gone not a sign of it anywhere to be found. As perplexing as it was he still had a mission to do, but before he could challenge the purple menace Reagan had already stepped up to the plate and took it on with two impressive looking Pokemon.

He opened his mouth to speak only to get the feeling something was watching him now, he turned about face to the darkness only to be greeted by the pitch of their surroundings. It was an odd feeling burrowing in the pit of his stomach, but for some odd reason something didn’t feel right. It was an unsettling silence as he had became distracted from the battle behind him. The sound of a single pincer sounded in the air as Ken felt a sense of dread creep up his back. The clicking, clacking, testing of two sharpening claws continued to lure him away from the woman, just a few yards as he’d soon find himself face to face with the sound’s owner: It was massive, its purple armor shining in the moonlight as its stinger oozed with potent venom. Whatever it was it must have been one of the Pokemon they were after.

Taking a step forward Ken would stand his ground despite his legs becoming wobbly, this Pokemon made him feel anxious as its glistening sapphire eyes peered at him, waiting to strike the moment he showed a hint of doubt. Reaching behind his back he’d unclip a Pokeball from his belt loop and tossed it forward. In the air, the red and white sphere would open to release no other than his Poliwarth onto the battlefield in a flash of near blinding white light. The water type materialized in full form, massive muscles flexing as it peered at the Scorpion with narrowed black eyes.

Things had become silent between the trio, the wind blew the tree tops and grass around them causing a slight rustling to mask their silence. It was a standoff.

A streak of sweat beaded on Ken’s forehead and feel down his jawline and the Skorupi made its move with blinding speed. There was no way they could have prepared, Delaware was at its mercy in a flash as it drilled into the water type with a glowing, static covered FELL STINGER. It made no effort to hide its desire to destroy the Poliwrath as it repeatedly stung him. Ken could only watch as his Pokemon was being brutalized, “C’mon don’t let it get the better of you!” he cried only to see his Pokemon fall victim to the massive difference in speed, “Brick break!”

Poliwrath made its attempt to use the move and managed to make a hit, it didn’t seem extremely effective but it at that very least managed to slow the assault as the poison type surrendered into the foliage around them. For a moment it seemed they were bound to lose, though the scorpion should have been the last of his worries. One of his Pokeballs slowly seeped with a purple haze. Eventually the haze would materialize into a full on Haunter as his beloved ghost made its reappearance on the field.

The ghost type wouldn’t mutter its name, instead it’d lick its trainer’s back, making him flinch back in reaction. “What are you doing out here?”

...

Haunter wouldn’t answer it only looked at him with its toothy smile, it had made a trick of escaping from its pokeball, and made an even better trick out of making that beldum disappear so his master would have no choice but to use him in battle. Ken couldn’t piece it together, but there was no time to question how the Pokemon got free, instead of speaking he turned back to the field to see his Poliwrath still standing. “Whatever, I’ll deal with you later, Alright Poliwrath lets wrap this up and find that-”

Before he could finish his haunter had sprung into action and attacked the Water dual type with night shade a pair of black beams firing from its eyes at its fellow party member. Ken snapped his head back and looked at his Pokemon, it still smiling its wicked grin as it continued to attack its comrade. Black beams continued to drill into the already hurt tadpole, so much so that it cried out in pain.

Ken tried to stop it, he tried to force the Haunter to quit acting up but in his efforts he was cut off by the sound of the pincer again. Out of the tree tops the Skorupi struck at the trainer once his guard was down. It was as if the world had frozen as his blue viasge looked at the darting Pokemon, he couldn’t stop it...

Just as the skorupi readied its fell stinger a shadowy fist collided with its armor ridden body and knocked the scorpion into a tree. The haunter had used SUCKER PUNCH to defend its trainer. Ken could only stare at his ghost type for a brief moment before turning his attention back to the ballistic poison type, there were no words he’d chuck a Pokeball at it and hoped it’d work in the place of a virus ball.

Looking back at the haunter as he caught the other Poison pokemon he tried to piece together why it would attack poliwrath instead of attacking the wild Pokemon straight forward and was only answered with the ghost pokemon turning into its hazy state and reseeding back into its Pokeball.

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reagan velazquez