Normal day, right? Wrong.
11 people, each with a story to hide, are chosen to be the legendary warriors, the precure.
Shauna: A dancer and a girl of smiles.
Max: A healer and a mute boy.
Ava: A Traine wolf girl and the queen of the nature dancers...
A girl stood on top of a building. Two pokemon stood next to her.
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(This is the poke-cure.)
She something out of her pocket.
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"PRECURE ALLIANCE! POKEMON WILDLIFE!" *** A bright light surrounded her. Inside the light was a blue background. The poke-cure appeared next to her. Her device flashed an image of her old form and then her new form. She raced at the screen and suddenly was in her new form. Her weapons appeared in front of her. The staves went on her back while the swords went on her belt. Her eyes flashed as she landed.
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(The smaller staff is the one that is shown. The other is for later.)
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"Let the darkness take a chance! Dark Water!" *** She jumped down, pulling her blue sword out.
"WATER SLICER!"
The Nightamon roared in pain.
"AQUA PULSE!"
The Nightamon vanished without a doubt. Dark Water scoffed.
"Where's the person who summoned the Nightamon?" Silence met her. They obviously vanished already. She scoffed again and deformed.
"Excellent work, Kira." She smiled at the poke-cure.
"Thanks Gorentë." She looked up at the sky. "Let's go home."
