The Final Gym

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You laugh to yourself, that was easy, he had made it sound like he was some sort of final boss, but he had only had three pokemon and all weak compared to yours, in fact, it had seemed like he had taken a physical blow from losing! How pitiful! "Yikes!" He says getting back up "You're strong." "I am," you think to yourself, not caring about the smile creeping up your face. "Well, time to get serious" he says, pulling out three new pokeballs. "Wait... thats not allowed, you can't conceal pokemon from challengers!" The smile quickly fades as you realise the battle was not won yet. "Who says? I'm the guy that makes the rules here you know, anyway, I can see how cocky you looked, it'll be easy wont it?" Thats what you think, what you want to think, but you feel some sort of grip telling you its not true, that he's too strong. You look up just in time to see something radiating off the boy, it's gone in an instant. Fear crawls up your spine. "Begin feeling it? Like all your nightmares have come true Good, now I know I can really fight without needing to go easy on you." It's there again, but this time it wont go, an aura of black radiates around him. "Did you really think you could beat up dark types so easily with that weak team? There are no limits to my power, you cant escape, not even in your dreams we are there, watching, haunting. I would tell you my pokemon, but then you would collapse, just hearing its name puts you into an eternal nightmare." Two pokemon appear from behind him. Ones eyes are red with hoops as blue as the moon, the other is as orange as fire. with bone covering its torso like armour, it howls, and you realise too late. You lost.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 16, 2020 ⏰

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