Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

The cloaked pokemon was a Gardevoir.

Slim and tall, the Gardevoir stood straight up, though it was obvious that she was shaking, but more from pain than fear. The Gardevoir had short light green hair that curled down the sides and large magenta eyes. While her arms and some of her sides were light green like her hair, the gown-like part of her and her legs were white like her face. A red-fin stuck out of its chest and there were three horns on each side of her head, like a masquerade mask.

"Our downfall is a Gardevoir?!" Serena shouted exasperatedly. "Of all the pokemon you could have chosen, it was a Gardevoir?!"

One of the grunts laughed and explained jubilantly, "Ah, but this is an enhanced Gardevoir! It has a power level three times higher than it really should be! Not to mention that it has an IQ to rival an Alakazam!"

"Gardevoir, start it off with your special Moonblast attack!" a female grunt ordered the Gardevoir.

The Embrace Pokemon crossed her arms across her chest before slowly stretching them out again. Two long, glittering, light pink blades materialized in her hands. The Gardevoir's arms fell to her side as she staggered toward the trainers, a wild glint in her eyes.

"ABRAM, TOXIC!" White bellowed over all the jumble of noise ringing in her head.

The Absol roared as his horn glowed murky purple. He leapt toward the Gardevoir and tried jabbing her. The Gardevoir swiftly lifted the blade and blocked Abram's horn.

"Your aim so pathétique!" the Gardevoir snarled as she tried pushing Abram back.

"You have a lousy grip yourself!" growled Abram, who was struggling to keep his horn up.

The Gardevoir's lip curled and suddenly threw the Absol across the room with ease. He yowled as his body slammed against the rocky wall and fell on the ground hard. White saw him try pushing himself back up, but he collapsed unconscious.

"Lionflower, Fire Fang!" Xavier ordered his Litleo, who gave a tiny roar and lunged toward the Psychic Type.

"Samson, Flamethrower!" Danny commanded his Charmeleon while the rookie knelt next to Margaret, who was crying from the pain of the noise.

"Oliver, come out and use Razor Shell!" Amos shouted as he threw a pokeball while Serena yelled, "Quilladin, help out!"

Oliver the Samurott escaped out of the pokeball and roared as a brown and green pokemon popped out of Serena's pokeball. The pokemon, Quilladin, had a large, round, shell-like armor around it body. Two thorns with orange tips were on top of its head and it had a long nose with an orange tip.

White wanted to help but she couldn't think straight with all the noise. The same two words were drumming into her head.

Fight, kill, fight, kill, fight, kill...

"White!"

The older trainer forced her head up. Raichu was crouched in front of her. The pokemon looked worried for once.

"D-Do what you can to stop the Gardevoir," White choked. "I-I can't...I can't..."

"Right, but go by Danny and Margaret! I think Danny's taking care of her!"

White nodded as Raichu leapt into battle. She noticed that Quilladin and Lionflower had stopped fighting the Gardevoir and were now attacking the grunts, who had failed to flee and had released their own pokemon. White could make out a Houndour, Zubat, Gulpin, Electrike, Scraggy, and Croagunk.

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