A Steelix churns along the surface, its body worn and scarred from years of battle. Atop its head sat a group of pokémon. The first was an Espeon with a well groomed coat--her glowing eyes fixed straight as if gazing upon something no one else could see. Behind her were four pokemon: a Blastoise, Blazakin, Metagross, and a Vespiquin.
"Hey Jewl!" shouted the Blastoise, as he looked up from his cards--he was playing with his fellow pokémon friends.
"Yes, Blaster?" replied the Espeon.
"Any guesses when we'll find the boss? I mean, not that I don't mind the lack of young Eevees bouncing on my shell, but I miss the hell-raiser. It just seems like something is missing. Y'know, Blaze?"
The Blazekin nodded and spoke in a meditative tone, "An army without its general, is like a flower without its petals."
The Metagross looked at the two of them. "How can you put up with his speech? I was never around him much before now, but being with him for only a few days gives me the urge to break his beak. How can you stand working with him for years, Blaster?"
Blaster smiled. "Easy, we grew up together. He picked it up from a character on a video game we saw and started to mimic him. I find it quite amusing, to be honest."
The Vespiquin chimed in. "I too find his speech entertaining, Stone. It is quite…unique, and provides some cultural flavour."
"I agree," came the rumbling voice of there ride as she spoke up. "Q-bee is right. It's nice to have some poetry in your day, and Blaze gives us some whenever he speaks."
"Again I'm out-voted--even Tremor likes his fancy talk. Why couldn't I have been dumped with the Eevee mob or with Leviathin!" Stone complained, as he dropped the his cards. "I fold."
The others Laugh and continued on.
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A Whalord by the name of Leviathen swam along the ocean. On her left swam Melody, a Milotic, and on her right a Gyarados, named Rampage. Clinging to her under belly was Cannonaide, an Octillery with a cold attitude. "Approaching Golding school--targeted and firing! Psybeam!" A rainbow blast of energy shot out, scattering them.
"Cannonaide! Cut that out. You are not a gun battery." Melody scolded.
"Leave her be, Melody. She just likes to shoot things. Besides, I got passengers on my back--she keeps the stupid away." said Leviathen.
On her back sat four broad pokémon. There was Spirit the Haunter her eye glowing, Chilla the Forstlass, Flamewing the Valcarona, and Vaper the Vaporeon. Flamewing and Vaper were snuggled up sleeping.
Spirit sighed, "They never stop do they?"
Chilla chuckled, "Well they never spent time together. It's no surprise they bicker, but they will get along in time."
"I know--believe me, I know. I'm nearly twenty-six, and was Dragon's first pokémon. I've seen how pokémon learn to get along. Now that I think about it, I miss Saturn. We were nearly inseparable while growing up." said Spirit.
Rampage stuck her head up. "Any idea on what pokémon Boss became?"
Spirit grinned. "If he is not a ghost, he's an Eevee. As many as he raised he would most likely be one himself. I just hope Vaper and Jewl can keep there paws off him." This caused them all to laugh.
"Commander Spirit, are we still on course?" asked Cannonaide.
"We drifted to the right by three degrees. Leviathen, please correct." said Spirit.
"Aye aye. I'm glad he taught you psychic." said Laviathen.
"We all are. He teaches moves no one expects--like my Flamethrower." said Cannonaide.
"Yes, and soon we will find him." said Spirit.
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It was a small army marching dubble line down a road though a small town. Ponies and other pokémon scattered out of the way. The front of the lines was a Magainum on the left and a Gigalith on the right. Magnum and Crystal respectively. On Magnum's back sat a Saturn, a Gardevoir her eyes closed in focus on her task, most that had seen her battle called her Goddess of destruction. She was powerful and ruthless in battle and devoutly loyal. The next row had Cuddlebug a Galvantchula and Disaster a Absol, on the spiders back sat a second psychic pokémon, Blackmagic a Alakazam, that was twirling his spoons in his fingers as his eyes glowed.
The next two where Ice and Shadow a Glacieon and Umbreon, followed by a unruly bunch of little Eevees being kept in the formation by Blade and Sting a Sicsores and Beedrill. Behind the the Eevee was two more of there evolutions Volt and Flame, a Jotyeon and Flareon.
Next stalked the Aerodactyl, Ace and the Chandelure, Ghostlight. Behind them was Fang and Hood, a Serviper and Arbock, next was the Zweilous, Hydra, and the Sandile, Chomp. After them came Cleopatra the Yamask and Fluffy the Furret. Then Bunny the Lopuny, Bones the Merowak, MaiLiFang the Medicham, and Ooze the Muk.
They marched in formation, most carried themselves like veteran soldiers with some notable exceptions being the youngest pokémon, the mass of Eevees the most noticeable. From time to time one of the bugs had to chase down a runner that went after a ball or to play with a foal. Rarely the bug would stop and the Eevee was left with a pony or another pokémon. The strange precession went on with a creepy quite from all but the Eevees and the buzz of insect wings.
Blackmagic spoke "It's harder than I thought linking three minds over so far. It is quite tiring."
"Your doing fine kid. I have the lock on Dragon, you just maintain my relay. We will arrive second, given its on the coast. Spirit and those with her will be there first. So when they reach him you will have less work to do." Said Saturn.
"Dose that mean he can get off my back soon?" Grumbled Cuddlebug.
"Yes.. 4... no 3 more days and he can. That is if we can keep this pace." Answers Saturn.
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Dragon was helping Spitfire and Fleetfoot make dinner. Ok he was doing the cooking they just worked the pots and oven as he did everything else. Then he felt it, that familiar feeling in the back of his mind. He went to the note pad.
My team is coming, in a few days. The first group is coming by sea. When they get here I'll put them to work helping out around here.
Spitfire looked at him and asked. "How many total we talking?"
Well over 30 but some will stay outside do to ether needing water or size. Of and there will probably be more of the runts.
"Fine but some of them will have to get jobs me and Fleet are not paying to feed army." Said Spitfire.
Dragon nodded in full agreement. He knew he needed to do that. But he though he would have more time. Then came a shout.
Both of them turned to see Fleet in the next room with the Eevees all over her chewing on her ears and wings. "Spitfire help!" She cried.
They both sighed.... "Can you rain those brats of yours in?" Asked Spitfire.
Dragon sighs and nods. "Hay come on you lot off of aunty Fleetfoot. Go wash your paws for dinner."
"Ok!" They all ran of to a cleaning bowl Dragon had set up.
He let out a sigh. "This is why I never got married. Who needs kids when you have Eevees." He mumbled to him self.