It was a rainy day, and the whole ground was covered in mud. The place was windy, and it was cold. Average temperature for the town of Kile river. Anyways, someone was running from a bad day. A Gardevoir, and her brother Garchomp were both running to take shelter. "Let's go home!" Garchomp yelled.
"I know, just hold up OK?" Gardevoir said back to him. "The rain is falling hard, and home is up the street."
They took another run to their building. Gardevoir scrambled to get the right key to put in the lock, so she decided to use her psychic abilities to unlock the door. She then saw something in the distance, a figure. It was standing in the mud, with no problem. It had no fear of getting dirty. It looked like a blue figure moving around in the mud. It took off. "I wonder who that was." Gardevoir said to Garchomp.
"Probably a Blastoise or something." Garchomp said back. It couldn't be a Blastoise, Gardevoir was sure of it. It looked more muscular, more agile, a little shorter.
"Anyways, i got the door unlocked, you can go inside. I need to do something." She walked towards the figure, trying to look if it had left for good or not. She then came up to a big, blue thing that had to big black frisks on its head. It had a big black tail, and muscular arms. "Swampert." Gardevoir said to it.