History of Sandra
The story starts off a little bland. I originally was typing a short description of a comic plot I had in mind to a friend and it turned into a long descriptive story. (^^* heh heh) So don't be discouraged by the first part. keep reading. I also am actually working on the comic portion of this email me at Animeart2@hotmail.com If you want the URL to my comic.
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While Dito was at Summer School, Esla breaks news that Dito and her are expecting. The Pokemon egg will hatch soon! (Bet you didn't se that one coming!) Ben also announces a continuation of a species. He was given two more Pokemon that he plans to form into humans. (This guy is a total nutcase!) They were a Umbreon and a Tyrogue. (Umbreon= Dark evolution of eevee, Tyrogue= Lower form of hitmonchan, top, lee) At this point Dito comes home from summer school with a top grade of a F+ on his exam paper. (- _- Dito needs Sylvan Learning Center help.) Ben is about to transform the Pokemon, when Esla's eyes meet the Umbreon's. She can tell that It's up to something, but she doesn't know what. It being a dark Pokemon, she feels a bit disturbed and heads of to one of the lab's Pokemon training rooms, as an excuse to get away. She works with her powers (bubbles (don't ask), psybeams, morning sun, teleport, and double team) in the training room to get her mind off the two Pokemon. After she has been practicing for about 10 minutes, she, being a sensitive Psychic, can feel the completion of the dark Pokemon, which was now a girl. In the lab, the girl looks up and sneers as if she had completed something important. Esla was tired from her training and in a shock of some sort. She fell to her knees. About this point, Dito walks into the training room. He asks her if she wants to help out with the newly formed humans and get the female one dressed. Then Dito came back to the land of the living and saw what kind of state Esla was in. He suspected, dumb on his part for not putting 2 and 2 together, that she purely just trained to hard and just needed a rest. Dito offered to help her to a bed, but she knew had to be wrong with these Pokemon and boldly decided to try to talk to them in person. When Dito held out his hand to her she teleported to the main lab room. (In sub section 26547AC, but that doesn't really matter.) She landed kneeling looking down at the floor. She was terrified of dark Pokemon and she was trembling. She thought to herself, "Esla, pretend you know nothing of the trouble at hand and act confident and maybe you'll be safe." With her hands, she used a partial Psychic bubble shield to stand herself up. She noticed that her braid had come undone during practice, and she quickly tied it again. The Espeon like gem on her forehead was left exposed. Ben had already managed to get both of them dressed already. (Bet he had fun with the girl!) The Umbreon's almond shaped eyes squinted at the sudden blast of light. The dark eyes starred right through her. Esla tried to break the momentary silence, "Umm, what's your name? I'm Esla pleased to meet you." She curtsied politely. The Umbreon said, " my past owner wasn't very creative. I'm Dark197A, but call me Dark. This here," she pointed at the Tyrogue " is Fight236H, but he likes to be called Tyro, he's very quiet and he has only spoken six words to me in the seven years I've known him. He speaks with his actions. Our names, though are nothing to you, anyway." It was getting late and almost time for bed. The four of them head to the experiment sleeping quarters set up by Ben. Suddenly, Dito got a look of pure horror on his face. Esla said, "Dito, what is it? Is something wrong?" Dito yelled, "I forgot to do my homework!" Esla breathed a sigh of relief. She took the Pokemon egg Dito had been taking care of that afternoon. They had decided on Esla watches over it at nights and in the morning and Dito gets it in the afternoon, but pretty soon, when it hatches, Esla will have full shift over it. (Because she doesn't trust idiots!) They got their night clothes on and got in the bunk beds that Ben had set up for them. (Dito took a bottom bunk in case he dripped! Just kidding!) Esla woke up when she heard a faint crashing noise down the hall. She looked down in the bunk below her to see if Dito heard if too. She thought to herself, "oh no, Dito slept with gum in his mouth, again! Oh yeah.." Esla poked Dito and whispered " Dito, stop drooling!" Dito said, " huh.? Oh, sorry." Esla wrapped the egg up in some blankets and teleported to the main lab room and quietly hid to see what was going on. She watched wide-eyed as Tyro sabotaged the transmorping machine that had made her human seven years ago. Meanwhile, Dark skimmed about, looking for something. Esla didn't know what to do, besides try to get them in trouble with Ben. No, They would find out it was me that tattled and I'd get beaten up. There was something violent about them; their jerky and sometimes destructive movements showed Esla this trait. "I better teleport back to bed before they find me here." And with that, she flashed into bed. The next morning, Ben gets up and begins to make breakfast, to tired to see that his machine had been sabotaged. But when he burn his finger on the frying pan, he was fully awake. He noticed his masterpiece had been destroyed. Esla awoke to the screaming of inappropriate words. Feeling well rested, she yelled at Dito to get up and get ready for summer school. He mumbled and grumbled as he got dressed, grabbed his books. "Are you ready yet!" Esla yelled. Dito is not a morning person. "Mumble.ready." Dito said under his breath. She got up from the breakfast table and put her hand on Dito's shoulder and she teleported him to school. (Only him, she remained beside the breakfast table.) She started eating breakfast. "Ben, you know you should REALLY learn how to cook." Ben said sarcastically, "Oh My, now you've gone and hurt my feelings.You know Esla, you should go learn to cook and start cooking breakfast for me!" Esla said with her mouth half full (she still doesn't get human manners very much.) "Well, you own the place, you should cook!" Ben snapped back, "But I already do cook, you twit, and you don't appreciate me!" (Ben's eyes get all big and sparkly)"You're so mean to me, maybe I should kick you out.. Or worse, make you get a job to help pay the rent for this place!" Dark, looking very annoyed, said, "Do you two do this EVERY morning?" Both answering at the same time, "Yes!" Dark looks out a window, spaced out, as the two continue to ague like "Don't you call a psychic a twit!" and "Twit, twit, twit, twit!". How those two managed to stay under the same roof for seven years I'm not quite sure about. Ben had come to a stopping point in his argument, "Dark, do you know who destroyed my machine?" Esla fell silent. The phone began to ring. Esla got up and walked over to get the phone. "Yes, this is Dito's home.. May I help you?" Esla seemed to listen intently, "Yeah, sounds like something he'd be stupid enough to get into.. Yeah, I'll be there, just give me a second to get there.bye." With that she hung up and turned toward the table. Dito picked a fight with an older bully. Let's put it this way, he won. I'll be back in a little bit. She teleported herself to the school parking lot and walked into the office. Dito was sitting in a chair in front of the principal's office, looking very ashamed of himself. "Dito, what did you do?" before he could answer, the principal walked out and said, "I thought him parents were coming." Esla suddenly tensed up, "Uh, sir, he doesn't have any living relatives, we are, sort of, room mates with a scientist and two other creeps. " The principal said, "Sorry, I guess I can talk to you, we just sent a student to emergency care after he was found half dead in the hallway, he said that Dito, here, did a few "magic tricks" on him to get him into the condition he was in." Esla started, "Dito couldn't have.." The principal continued, "This was confirmed by six witness students, would Dito like to show me his magic tricks? He better or he will be permanently suspended rather than two days!" Esla gave Dito a dirty look. Dito started, ".But he was stealing this other kid's lunch money, and." Esla sighed, "Dito, practically everyone knows already.why not?" Dito sighed and whispered to himself, "Ben is not gonna like this." Dito stood up and melted himself into a bubble gum like substance, still retaining his shape, but dripping slightly. After a couple of seconds he reformed himself. The principal was speechless. "Y-you can g-go now," The principal stuttered, still staring at the place Dito used to be. Esla looked at the wide-eyed principal. "Oh, and miss," Esla used a portion of her psychic shield to send a vase of flowers flying against a wall. It shattered a splashed everywhere, "That will be you if you tell anyone, especially the press. Sorry to scare you but it's for your own good." The principal, still starring off vacantly nodded as Esla teleported Dito home for his two-day suspension. Esla walked into the sleeping quarters and puts a blanket around her prized egg, and carried it in her arms. She keeps the egg warm all day so it will hatch sooner. She carried it out into the main portion of the lab. "Dito, I just thought of something, what are we going to name her?" Esla said while thinking. "How do you know it's a girl?" Dito asked, " Oh yeah, psychic, I remember. How about Ditan?" Esla closed her eyes and her hair began to blow as if there was wind indoors. Her feet lifted a few inches from the ground. She levitated there for a few long seconds before her feet touched back down. "Sandra," Esla said finally; "I have a feeling that is the name she would like." Tyro watched this out of the corner of his eye as he drank a soda at the table. Esla wrapped the egg up in another blanket and carefully placed it in her backpack, next to her wallet. "Okay, I have to go to the Pokemart to pick up some milk. We're out. And, Dito, I'm taking Sandra." Esla said as she pulled on her coat and her backpack. With that she walked out the door. Ben murmured, "I've got the worst headache this morning, I've got to lye down." He went to his own sleeping quarters, a single bed in a room, to rest. Dark and Tyro look at each other and sneer. Head feeling better, Ben walked into the main lab room. He found the main room, the floor, the table, everything, covered in a pink liquid. Dark and Tyro were no where to be seen. Ben solemnly began to collect up the pink liquid that was obviously Dito, when it started moving. Ben dropped the cup he was using. Dito began to collect himself up until he was all completely in one place. Then he formed himself back to normal. "Dito, what happened!?" Ben yelled seeming very surprised to see Dito alive. Dito was sitting on the floor, weakened from his encounter. "D- dark and Tyro ganged up on me. I s-swear they were trying to kill me! I figured the only way to survive b-both of them was to play dead." Ben got down on his hands and knees to about Dito's level and asked, "Dito, did you see where they went?" Dito said, "I-I think they went after Esla. good night, Ben" After that, Dito fell back and smacked onto the tile floor and fell into a deep recovering sleep. Ben dragged him to his bunk and tucked him in. "I don't know what to do for Esla. I better stay here and care for Dito." Ben said to himself. "Esla, I hope you can beat them off by yourself" He went to get Dito a cold towel. Esla placed the carton of milk on the Pokemart counter. "That will be 500 Yen, please." The shopkeeper said. Esla unzipped her bag to get her wallet and this revealed the wad of blankets. The shopkeeper said, "Well I'll be, is that a Pokemon egg?" Esla had shown with pride so this answered his question. "What's in it?' Esla looked directly at him, "A psychic type, sir" He said, "My grandson is looking for a psychic Pokemon. Are you willing to trade it? I have a rattata egg." Esla looked like she was going to be sick, "So this is how humans treat us behind our backs! Trading us like baseball cards, even before birth!" The man looked confused, "What do you mean? Why do you refer to yourself as a Pokemon when you're clearly human, too?" Esla slammed the money down on the table with tremendous force, shaking the counter. Grabbed her milk carton and stormed out knocking things down as she went, without touching a thing. As she walked home, she felt a chill go down her spine. Something bad was going to happen. she could feel it. She only walked because she felt that exercise would be important to her heath. She worried about the safety of the egg so she teleported it and her backpack to her bunk. (She remained on the forest pathway.) She felt a disturbing sort of energy welling up behind her. Before she could look, she was hit. She flew forward a couple of feet before hitting the ground. Dark stood where Esla used to be. Her arm was outstretched and her palm turned upward. Tyro stood silently by her side. Dark gave an evil smirk, "That was all too easy." Esla was lying face down on the path. Her fist clenched. A blast of light emitted as the force of Esla's psychic shield pushed her off the ground with tremendous force. She looked angrily around as she levitated inside her purple psychic bubble about four feet of the ground. She violently wiped away at the small amount of blood dribbling from the corner of her mouth. (She had her back to Dark and Tyro.) Seeing no one directly in front of her, she whirled around and finally saw her attacker. When Esla saw, her shield dropped and she landed gracefully on her feet. Esla looked off into the forest as if looking for something, she spoke to Dark and Tyro as she searched with her eyes. (And other senses.)"What are you doing here? Something just attacked me! Keep on the look..." She slowly looked up at Dark. She was still smirking. A large, dark ball of shadow energy was welling up in her right hand. (Her hand is low, like about waist level.) Esla's eyes grew wide. She turned up her psychic shield enough that she was barely visible, as there was no time to run. Dark raised her arm to about Esla's eye level and turned her palm upward exposing the full shadow ball. This one was about three times bigger than the first. Esla braced herself and moved her entire shield force in front of her. This way, the shadow ball would do little or no damage. Dark suddenly turned her palm down and the shadow ball dissipated into thin air. Esla was baffled. Was she giving up? Then she felt it. Tyro came up behind her, where she had removed her shield force and used Hi Jump Kick on Esla's lower back, making he legs momentarily give out. Her shield snapped off all at once as she hit the ground once again. This time, she stayed down for a while. "How could these Pokemon have such powerful movements and tactics? It's almost as if someone has improved both of their natural abilities. A Tyrogue shouldn't have that much speed." Esla thought to herself as she looked at the soil on the pathway. Esla burst herself into the air once again, but this time, she knew what to do. She gracefully brought her hands together. She created a ball of energy similar to her shield, a psybeam. She waited a couple seconds until it was powered to a suitable size. She aimed at Tyro because she figured she could do a sufficient amount of damage to him, Dark would probably reflect it. She shot off the beam. (Note: unlike shadow ball, which the ball of energy is thrown like a. well. ball, psybeam stays connected to Esla's main ball of energy like a. well. beam.) Tyro stood confidently in place, unlike Dark; he didn't smirk or show facial expression at all. Dark quickly ran in front of the psybeam's path and started a small shadow ball and threw it at the in coming psybeam. Surprisingly, the psybeam just fizzled into nothing upon the dark contact. Everyone stood still for a minute. The smirk never left Dark's face. "I can't just recklessly fight them, I have to have a plan." Esla thought to herself. She thought for a minute and then a plan locked in her mind. "Yes.that's it!" She whispered to herself. She landed slowly on the ground. She used Double team to make it appear that there was two of her. Dark and Tyro looked at each other and then looked as if they had silently decided on a plan. Dark disappeared into the shadows of the trees. Tyro on the other hand came at strait, very obvious run, and stopped right in front of Esla and used double team, himself. He was coming in for a Mach Punch. "Now for the next phase of action." Esla thought. Esla felt Dark come in behind her for an almost invisible faint attack. Esla quickly thought, "NOW!" She subtly stopped her double team attack and used the force of her shield under her feet to lift herself as high as she could, which was barely above the heads of her foes. Tyro was hit with a Faint Attack and Dark fell victim to Mach Punch. While they were in confusion, Esla worked up another psybeam. When it was a suitable size, filled the palm of Esla's hand, she sent it downward on the confused, unsuspecting Pokemon. The beam exploded in an array of color once it touched down. The spectrum of color had faded and Dark was still on her feet. Tyro had fallen on his back, a few feet away from where the forceful blast was. Dark didn't smirk anymore; she gritted her teeth in anger. "You dare make fools of Tyro and me?" Dark yelled very angrily, "Just for that we'll smash that precious egg of yours once we're done with you!" She held out her arm (Bruised from trying to block Tyro's Mach Punch), palm up. (Obviously shadow ball is a favorite of hers.) The ball of shadow began to appear. Tyro began to get up. He was calmer, and had less of a temper, unlike Dark. While Dark angrily created a shadow ball, Tyro just calmly stood up and brushed himself off. Esla's new feat gave her more confidence; she looked calm and powerful as she remained above Dark's head. Esla's levitating figure became fuzzy and distorted as her full shield went up. Esla seemed to concentrate harder than ever. She shot off a portion of her shield at Dark. It shot across the air like a tidal wave. Dark shot off her shadow ball. Esla and Dark's attacks hit each other and both seemed to dissipate. Dark began to tremble with anger. Her fists tightly clenched and she began to sweat. Suddenly, a deep indention appeared in her shield reaching through to Esla. (This hit her in the stomach.) Her shield dropped instantly. She let out a cry in mid air before she fell to the ground. (This is a bigger drop than before, around 7 feet!) She heard something crack and felt the rip of pain upon contact with the ground. She lay on the dirt path on her side; her pride was broken like her arm. The blood began to dribble out of the corner of her mouth again. She looked up pitifully, on the verge of tears. Tyro looked down without expression. Esla's downfall made Dark feel better. She broke into an evil grin. Tyro nudged her with his foot to flip her onto her back. Esla let out a cry of pain with the subtle movement of her broken arm. She squinted at Dark, wondering what she would do next. Then she thought, "I'm not just gonna lay here and die! I've got to keep going.for Sandra." She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She got up very slowly. Tears of pain rolled down her cheeks. Dark looked surprised too shocked to attack because she had never seen Esla cry before. Esla was now standing up. Her left arm was limp. (She could probably move it, but I think she found the idea unwise.) She wiped her face off with her good arm. She looked very determined. Then with her one good hand, she started another psybeam. This wasn't just any ordinary psybeam. This one she put her heart and soul into. She cried out in pain before she shot it off. It was a dozen times wider than her first psybeam. Pain seared her concentration. She kept firing as the thought of her daughter living a life with no mother, or worse, for her daughter not to have any life at all. Tyro was lost in Esla's beam. Dark had avoided the beam and was behind her. She smashed Esla in the head as hard as she could with a large rock trying to save Tyro. This wasn't any particular kind of attack, just an attempt to save her friend. Elsa flew forward a couple feet and hit the ground. When she landed, she was on her back, her left arm was twisted a funny angle, and her last tear rolled down her cheek. (A moment of silence.) Esla, Tyro, and Dark disappear from sight. The path is empty except for a fifteen-year-old girl talking to a video camera. (She is all by herself; the camera is on a tripod.) "To summarize and save me some, tape," (This girl had been telling the story.) "Dark had taken Esla, my mother's life, but Esla, in exchange, had taken Tyro's. This was a light Tyro couldn't block. Ben has mostly raised me, the scientist who had no idea what he had created. Ben says my father hasn't been the same since Esla's death. Sometimes I hear him talking to her. I'm taking this video as a memorial as today is the fifteenth anniversary of her death. I decided that today, I'm going to end the sad times. I'm going back in Bill's time machine, usually used for the trading of Pokemon through time. Luckily, I'm of Pokemon descent and I myself can go through. I will go twenty two years into the past to save my mother." She smiled weakly, "Time for the credits, I have gathered this information from my father, Ben, and Dark, herself, who has humbled upon seeing Tyro and Esla's deaths both. In case your wondering, She came to our door, told us she was truly sorry (And she truly was.), so she stays with us now. She told me most of this story." Tape cuts off.
Sandra prepares for her time journey
Sandra prepared for herself for her journey into the past. She opened an old case under Dito's bunk. She blew off fifteen years of dust off the top before opening it. A folded green and yellow outfit still lay intact, Dito had put a cedar block to keep moths away. She did notice a few spots of blood that Ben couldn't wash all the way out. She also found a photo album full of pictures of her mother's seven years of life as a human. She found old homework and other odds and ends, like some of Esla's silly old wall posters praising Espeons. Sandra held the photo book in one hand and the green outfit in the other and sat on her own bed. (It wasn't a bunk, like Dito's.) She began to undress and redress in her mother's cloths, paying careful attention to the photos in the album of how it was worn. She was dressed, finally, and she looked in the small mirror above her bed. Sandra pulled on the red headband, as shown in one of the pictures she had seen, being careful to cover her own Espeon like jewel like Esla. Her hair wasn't long enough to braid, unfortunately, so she left it down. "Damn hair!" Sandra exclaimed as an awkward hair stuck out on the right, above her ear. (Dito's annoying trait.) She kept trying to poke in under the headband, but it kept poking itself out. Finally she gave up and let the annoying hair hang out. She stood back and looked at herself in the mirror. About this time Dito walks in. He was holding a bowl of popcorn that he was planning to sit in bed and eat. He drops the bowl and it shatters on the floor. Sandra whirls around in surprise. She has her mother's eyes. Her hair was blonde but Dito didn't notice for a while. He went off it a world of his own as he starred blankly at Sandra. She heard him whisper under his breath, "Esla. Your back from the store." and a few other thing that Sandra couldn't fully understand. Sandra walked over to her father, took him by the hand and had him sit down on his bunk. "he he!" Sandra thought, " I need to have a little fun today!" She decided to pose as Esla in front of her nutcase father. Sandra quickly transformed her hair purple. (Transform, inherited from her father.) She had no idea what her mother sounded like. She used her own voice. "Hello, Dito, it's been a while..." her smile was fake. Dito smiled and he looked relived, "Esla, I thought you were dead. I'm so glad you came back to me, I KNEW you wouldn't leave me." A few tears rolled down his cheeks in happiness. About this time Ben walks in because he heard a crash and Dark was behind him. (Remember that Dark is good now.) Ben yelled, "Dito, you twit, You broke my favorite bowl!!!" Dark scowled, "Sandra, what are you doing to that poor Pokemon?" Dito didn't hear them. "Look guys! Esla came back!!" Sandra said, "Oh Dark, I was just trying to make him happy. I know he misses my mother." Dito snapped out of he trance like state after hearing this. "Sandra?" He was angry with her. "Sandra, did you get that out after I told you not to?!" (He means the outfit.) In his state of confusion he thwacked her across the face. Her eye welled up with tears for she didn't expect this. He hair was still purple and a little bit of blood dribbled out of the corner of her mouth, like Esla in her battle with Dark and Tyro. Dark flinched at the memory. Sandra burst into tears and quickly teleported away. She appeared in the brush next to the Pokecenter. She wiped the blood and tears away, and confidently walked in. She walked toward the stairs. She heard a quiet voice, "Uhhh.. Excuse me." Sandra looked to see where the sound was coming from. A lady at the Pokecenter counter. She had long black hair and she looked about 31. "Haven't seen you here in a long while... how is Dito doing?" The lady continued to make conversation, "see you've had you're hair cut between now and the last time I saw you. I've told some friends about that fancy trick you did, I'll never forget it." Sandra's eyes squinted, "Do I know you?" The lady looked surprised, "Don't you remember, I took care of your Dito friend?" She shrugged it off, " Ah.. Well that was many years ago, could you do that fancy trick again to refresh my memory?" This lady obviously thought she was Esla. Sandra looked confused, what kind of trick could her mother have pulled? "You mean a Psychic shield?" She said slowly. "What? Sounds something like the way it looked." Sandra thought, well, why not. Sandra was proud of her power. She sent off a psychic shield, just like her mother would. "That's it! It's great!" The lady exclaimed Sandra broke to her the news. "Well Miss, the one the did that for you last was my mother." Her hair dropped into a blonde Dito like fashion. "She's dead." The lady gasped and said, "I'm sorry." They stood silent for a while. Then Sandra broke the silence, "I must be going." She turned and began to walk up the stairs. The lady piped up, "We only allow TRAINERS up there!" Sandra looked down at her from the top of the stairs coolly. "I AM my own trainer." The lady was either speechless or too afraid to argue but she said no more. Sandra climbed to the second story, where Bill's time machine stood. Some guy was walking away from it as he was done using it. Sandra stopped him, "excuse me sir," she looked a little embarrassed, "I'm not sure how to use this machine, can you show me?" The man smiled understandingly, "Sure, Are you a new trainer?" Sandra sighed "Not exactly, it's hard to understand.." The man shrugged and walked toward the time machine with Sandra. "Well," the guy said, "You put the Pokeball of your Pokemon here." Sandra looked horrified. "Damn it!" Sandra stomped her foot on the tile floor, braking a tile or two. The guy took a few steps back out of fear. Sandra reluctantly held out two hundred yen. "Do you have any Pokeballs I can buy?" The guy slowly said, "Sure," He pulled one out of his jacket pocket hands it to Sandra and takes her money. "What do you plan to use it for?" Sandra grabbed it quickly and said, " I know your gonna find this strange, but I'm going to try to catch myself. I need you to put me though this machine to about 15 years ago." The guy was baffled. "Catch. yourself? THAT'S CRAZY TALK!!! HUMANS CAN'T GET CAUGHT IN POKEBALLS!" It was too late and Sandra had already thrown the Pokeball straight up. The ball hit her in the head, she let out a short "ouch!" before she was sucked inside the ball in a flash of red light. The ball twitched a bit on the floor. The guy looked amazed as the little red light flashed a normal gray. She had been caught. He cautiously approached the ball and lifted it up. He followed her instructions by putting her Pokeball on the designated place on the time machine. He pressed some buttons in to send it back fifteen years, as she had told him. As the guy walked away, he grumbled, "I REALLY should get more rest and lay off having so much coffee.."
The fight
Esla lay on the dirt path on her side; her pride was broken like her arm. The blood began to dribble out of the corner of her mouth again. She looked up pitifully, on the verge of tears. Tyro looked down without expression. Esla's downfall made Dark feel better. She broke into an evil grin. Tyro nudged her with his foot to flip her onto her back. Esla let out a cry of pain with the subtle movement of her broken arm. She squinted at Dark, wondering what she would do next. Suddenly, Esla saw a bright flash of light in front of her. Someone had come to help her! A young girl of fifteen stood where the flash of light was and she had sent Tyro toppling. Dark stayed on her feet, but slid back a bit with the force. "Damn it! I'm late!" The unknown girl whispered looking at Esla. "Mothe- I mean Esla, get up! I can't do this alone!" The girl yelled as Dark powered up another one of her favorite attacks, Shadow ball, aiming at her new foe. The girl quickly ran to Esla's aid, to try and help her up. Esla was about to her knees when Dark fired. Sandra quickly turned around and put up a psychic shield so strong, it deflected the shadow ball like a small stone. Esla was amazed to see another psychic of her kind. Esla thought about how this girl could have such power until she felt the pain in her arm set back in. Esla held the girl's outstretched arm tightly and gratefully. As she pulled herself to the girl's eye level, she noticed something familiar about her. Now Esla saw it, They wore the same clothes! Did Ben create another Espeon/ human? If so, why was she a blonde? "Who.?" Esla started to say but the girl shook her head. "Later." Dark looked surprised and somewhat interested. She stopped shooting shadow balls for once and cautiously walked up. "Who are you?" Dark asked. Both Esla and Dark looked confused as they starred at Sandra and what she was wearing. Dark noticed a small tear at the bottom of Esla's left pant leg and the same tear on the girl's. The outfits were the same down to the last fiber only the strange girl's was a little cleaner and seemed to be patched up in some places. Dark looked up from her pant leg and spoke in a whisper, "You're not suppose to be here are you.?" The girl looked surprised. Dark was more clever than she had given her credit for. "No," the girl said, "and yes." Esla seemed confused with this answer so the girl continued. "I've been named already, so telling you my name won't hurt anything.The name's Sandra." A jolt seemed to go through Esla's body. "Sandra! Is that you?! I'm confused about you state of existence here. You have not been born, yet you are a young adult." Sandra spotted Tyro getting up. "I will explain myself after this." Sandra fired up her shield. Dark took a step back, the look on her face suggested she didn't know what to do next. Sandra's eyes glowed in pure psychic concentration. Dark could only deflect it all for the simple fact she was dark type. "Damn it!" Sandra's shield snapped off. "How can you stand this thing?" She quickly snapped off the headband and shot up her shield again. Only this shield was colossal in thickness compared to Esla's. The psychic blast knocked Dark off her feet. Tyro was no where to be seen. Sandra turned around and looked behind her for the second fighter. Tyro had one arm wrapped around Esla's waist and arms and in his other hand he had a small sharp pocketknife at Esla's throat. Esla squinted as Tyro held her firmly and tightly and her broken arm was squeezed against her body. Sandra immediately stopped her shield and ran in Tyro's direction. For the very first time Esla had ever seen, Tyro spoke, "Don't come closer, any or..." His speech was a bit jumbled but she got the message. She said, "What do you want me to do?" Tyro forced out a few more words, "Side you stand. No fight. Oh go away. Or.." He made a threatening gesture with the small knife. Dark seemed amazed to hear him talk. The last word Dark had heard him say was when they were both Pokemon and tyro said his own name only. Tyro obviously knew he couldn't win to a psychic of Sandra's standards, so he's trying to "kick" her out of the fight by threatening her. Tyro may not talk much, but he wasn't stupid. Sandra took a confident step toward him. Tyro looked down at Esla, held the knife at an odd angle as he unbuttoned her stiff collar with his one semi-free hand, revealing her bare throat, before flipping the knife back into the threatening position. Sandra held up a single hand. The knife began to glow the same color as her shield, purple. It flew right out of Tyro's hand and Sandra caught the handle of it as it flew to her through mid air. During Tyro's panicked state of confusing, Esla had gathered up enough energy to fight back. She blew him off with her shield. Tyro is very quick in speed and wit, and he also has strong attacks, but his defense stinks. He went tumbling across the dirt. Esla dropped to the ground, and her arm was bent in a funny direction. Esla began to shed tears of pain. Sandra knelt beside her mother. "I need to fix up your arm a bit before it gets worse." Sandra tore off a section of cloth from her own dress. She made Esla a sort of sling and set it on the ground. She propped Esla up in her lap and adjusted the sling around her neck. *And buttoned up the collar that Tyro had undone* Then, she very carefully, turned her arm into a position that would make it able to rest comfortably. Esla winced at this. "Sorry," Sandra whispered, "I'm trying not to hurt you..." She slipped her arm into the sling. She then helped Esla to her feet. Esla seemed to feel a little bit better with her arm propped up in the sling. Esla brushed herself off with her good arm. "Thank you, that's better." Esla noticed Dark coming in for a take down attack on Sandra from behind. Esla opened her mouth as if she was going to warn her, but Dark was too quick. Just as Dark was about to make contact with Sandra's shoulder, Sandra blew her of with her shield. *This is just a great force that pushes Dark backward* "I will take care of them! You teleport home!" Sandra snapped quickly to Esla. "Why? I want to help you! I will NOT leave my daughter alone in danger!" Esla said demandingly. "Hide then," Sandra was trying to please her mother, "I will call for you when I need you." Esla was about to argue but decided against it. Esla whispered, "Ok, I will if you'll tell me what you plan to do." Sandra smiled. "I plan. to play with them a bit before knocking their statuses down to zero. Then, I'll turn them over to Ben to remove their powers because I'm quite fond of Dark and Tyro deserves a chance." Esla still looked confused, but she took off looking for a hiding place anyhow. Tyro was on his face. He pushed himself up, still looking at the ground... The way he moved suggested that he was furious. Dark had fallen sitting down and she began to get up. Esla found a hiding place behind a bush some distance away. She saw Sandra's figure begin to distort. Not like a shield or anything, She was physically distorting. She has also seen Dito do that type of thing. She pulled herself back to her normal self almost immediately. Esla could feel that Sandra now had a completely different set of attacks. Sandra pulled her hands together and collected the shadows. Dark was baffled. Dark was confused by the sudden change in attack type, but also something had changed about Sandra's appearance but She couldn't put her finger on it. Dark ignored her attack because it could be easily reflected, but she pondered what was different. That's it! She thought. She had noticed the Espeon like jewel on her forehead was gone, and was replaced with a golden ring. Dark's eyes narrowed. "Are you mocking me?" she yelled out. Sandra figured she could get a laugh out of this. Still holding the shadow ball out, she began to morph herself. Pretty soon, Dark found herself starring at herself. Sandra had made herself an exact copy of Dark. She still held the growing shadow ball. Dark looked horrified. Sandra decided to make things more interesting and broke into an evil smirk. Esla, in the bush, rubbed her eyes and looked again. Sandra had somehow acquired Espeon and Ditto powers. This was a feat impossible to Pokemon. Sandra slowly moved her other hand up to meet her other outstretched hand, holding the growing shadow ball in both hands. Once the ball filled both palms of her hands, she prepared to shoot it off. For just a few seconds, she seemed to hesitate and tremble. She then sent the shadow ball off with difficulty. Dark deflected it by smacking it away with her arm. It flew over and hit Tyro, who was still getting up. It blew up in a cloud of Darkness. Could she have calculated that herself? Sandra was panting heavily and smiling weakly. She seemed to struggle to keep on her feet. Dark ran over to Tyro. He was definitely out of the fight. Not dead, out cold. Dark looked up from Tyro to Sandra, noticing she was still panting, "What's wrong with you? An attack like that couldn't get you that worked up." Sandra smiled slightly, "I've been training myself for this day since I was small," She caught her breath and continued straightly, "My human body, for some reason, is of weaker generation. I can't handle my high power level," She smiled and shrugged, "I admit, my only known weakness." She suddenly looked serious, "Don't think I'm limited! I could blast your brains out with a PSYBEAM, yes, a PSYBEAM if I were to push my power a little more." She dropped her new appearance and morphed back into her normal self. She brought her hands quickly together and it was like she pressed a button on her energy reserve. Without even having to power it up a psybeam a meter wide appeared in her hands and she aimed it at a tree and fired it immediately. The tree was turned into splinters in an array of color. Bright bursts of light flashed as Sandra tapered the beam to a close. Sandra panted some more, her hands still up, as the tree's ashes still smoldered. This was and obvious display of power. Dark seemed convinced with the display. She would not take Sandra lightly. "Playtime is over!" Sandra called out to Dark. Sandra turned and aimed her hands at Dark, but her hands seemed less rigid and tight than before. Dark was expecting a psybeam, but no, this wasn't a psybeam at all. Dark couldn't move. Sandra was using a very powerful psychic attack. With her pure mental strength she sent Dark flying. Esla watched from her hiding place. "L-look at that raw power she possesses." Esla whispered to herself, "She has surpassed my power but at least ten times." Dark went crashing into a nearby bolder. She slid down and was sitting against the rock. Sandra slowly and confidently walked in Darks direction. Dark was in a panic and was weakened dramatically with that one blow, she held out her hands. Dark was attempting a moonlight attack. Too bad for her it was mid afternoon but somehow, she gathered a small amount of energy. She took this ball of moonlight energy and absorbed it into her hands. This enabled her to stand up. Sandra kept coming, at the same slow steady pace. Dark began to quickly think of whether she had enough energy for a shadow ball, but then she realized that she was fighting a loosing battle. If, somehow, she were able to take down Sandra, Esla would come and fight for her fallen daughter. Dark could not fight alone. She looked over, but Tyro was still unconscious. She would not give up easily, though. Dark took a step back, she was very frightened, but she started to collect more moonlight energy. She collected as much as possible before absorbing it. Sandra was a few yards away, still walking at her steady pace. Dark faded into the shadows of the trees for another faint attack. Sandra looked into the woods and seemed unable to track dark's movements. Dark suddenly appeared right next to Sandra and came at her elbow first in a sudden change of attack to "take down". Sandra was surprised by this and put her arms in front of her face in a blocking position, being no time for a shield. Sandra let a cry out as Dark threw the entire weight of her body at her. Sandra hit the ground on her back and Dark kept going a little further before hitting the ground. Sandra had hit her head on a small, sharp rock and her head began to bleed. Sandra trembled as she stood up. Dark tried to push herself up, but she kept falling on her face. "This is where I end this." Sandra whispered to herself. Sandra seemed to concentrate very hard. Esla watched from the bush and tried to figure out what she was doing. Esla saw that Tyro, Dark, and Sandra herself had started to glow. Esla looked down at her hands and she was glowing to. Sandra was attempting to teleport all four of them someplace. Sandra seemed hurt and tired so Esla helped her a bit by teleporting herself to Ben's lab. After a minute or two, Sandra, Dark and Tyro disappeared.
Sandra awakes
When Sandra awoke, she was in the bunkroom lying in Esla's bunk. She quickly sat up. About this point, Ben walked in with a tray. Sandra rubbed her head *which someone had wrapped a bandage around* and said, " What happened?" Ben spoke as he handed the tray up to her (it had tea and crackers on it) " Well, yesterday afternoon, you and everyone else just appears and falls on the floor except Esla was still standing." He handed her a spoon to stir her hot tea. "You and Tyro were out cold, but Dark was still kicking. She was pretty worn down though. Dito and I brought in a stretcher and brought the three of you in here." Sandra noticed Tyro and Dark sleeping in their bunks. "D-did Esla tell you what happened?" Sandra said weakly after taking a sip of tea... "No," Ben said, " She was in hysterics over you, I don't know why... Who are you anyway?" Sandra pulled a small Pokeball like object out of her pocket and tossed it to Ben. He examined the thing. "Y-you and Esla.. Watch t-that." Sandra stuttered. "Just p-press the red button." Ben nodded as he took the small object to the lab's kitchen area where Esla was sitting. Sandra nibbled a cracker, thinking about how Ben was short on cash back in these days. She looked over at Dark and noticed something different. The golden circle on her forehead was gone and she looked weak as she slept. She was no longer an Umbreon. Tyro was also no longer a Pokemon. Both of them were completely powerless humans. Sandra smiled. Her parents were safe. She finished her tea, left the crackers and stepped down the bunk ladder to the floor. Someone had taken her shoes off and the floor felt cold on her feet. She walked into the kitchen portion of the lab. Sandra's hologram ball snapped off. Esla, Ben and Dito had been watching it. (It's like a hologram video) Esla's left arm had been wrapped up in a cast. Sandra noticed something else. Esla was holding a small child in her right arm. Sandra smiled. It was she. Esla turned around teary eyed. "I." Esla was speechless. Sandra smiled, "It's ok." The infant broke the silence when she started babbling in Espeon language. Esla smiled as she looked down at the baby. Sandra broke into a grin. "What'd I say?" Esla spoke without looking up. "You need a diaper change." Sandra blushed. "Well, I guess I better be going." Esla handed the baby to Dito. (LOL) She walked over and talked to Sandra directly, "The fight yesterday opened my eyes to what a horrible fighter I am," *in the background: Dito holds a diaper upside down and scratches his head. * "I will train harder to better defend my family, and *she looks down* I will get a job, again to help Ben with the rent." *Ben jumps in air* "Yahoo!" Sandra talked to the happy dancing Ben, "Before I got, I must know what you have done to Dark and Tyro." *Dito holds baby upside down so the diaper will fit* Ben spoke between dance steps, "Just.Put.Them.In the.Machine.for a.little.Longer! Took.Their.power...away.because...they.MISBEHAVED!" Sandra smiled. "Gotta go! ^_^" She teleported.
The End 4 now
I have uploaded more if you are interested though. Sorta like a sequel.
The story starts off a little bland. I originally was typing a short description of a comic plot I had in mind to a friend and it turned into a long descriptive story. (^^* heh heh) So don't be discouraged by the first part. keep reading. I also am actually working on the comic portion of this email me at Animeart2@hotmail.com If you want the URL to my comic.
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While Dito was at Summer School, Esla breaks news that Dito and her are expecting. The Pokemon egg will hatch soon! (Bet you didn't se that one coming!) Ben also announces a continuation of a species. He was given two more Pokemon that he plans to form into humans. (This guy is a total nutcase!) They were a Umbreon and a Tyrogue. (Umbreon= Dark evolution of eevee, Tyrogue= Lower form of hitmonchan, top, lee) At this point Dito comes home from summer school with a top grade of a F+ on his exam paper. (- _- Dito needs Sylvan Learning Center help.) Ben is about to transform the Pokemon, when Esla's eyes meet the Umbreon's. She can tell that It's up to something, but she doesn't know what. It being a dark Pokemon, she feels a bit disturbed and heads of to one of the lab's Pokemon training rooms, as an excuse to get away. She works with her powers (bubbles (don't ask), psybeams, morning sun, teleport, and double team) in the training room to get her mind off the two Pokemon. After she has been practicing for about 10 minutes, she, being a sensitive Psychic, can feel the completion of the dark Pokemon, which was now a girl. In the lab, the girl looks up and sneers as if she had completed something important. Esla was tired from her training and in a shock of some sort. She fell to her knees. About this point, Dito walks into the training room. He asks her if she wants to help out with the newly formed humans and get the female one dressed. Then Dito came back to the land of the living and saw what kind of state Esla was in. He suspected, dumb on his part for not putting 2 and 2 together, that she purely just trained to hard and just needed a rest. Dito offered to help her to a bed, but she knew had to be wrong with these Pokemon and boldly decided to try to talk to them in person. When Dito held out his hand to her she teleported to the main lab room. (In sub section 26547AC, but that doesn't really matter.) She landed kneeling looking down at the floor. She was terrified of dark Pokemon and she was trembling. She thought to herself, "Esla, pretend you know nothing of the trouble at hand and act confident and maybe you'll be safe." With her hands, she used a partial Psychic bubble shield to stand herself up. She noticed that her braid had come undone during practice, and she quickly tied it again. The Espeon like gem on her forehead was left exposed. Ben had already managed to get both of them dressed already. (Bet he had fun with the girl!) The Umbreon's almond shaped eyes squinted at the sudden blast of light. The dark eyes starred right through her. Esla tried to break the momentary silence, "Umm, what's your name? I'm Esla pleased to meet you." She curtsied politely. The Umbreon said, " my past owner wasn't very creative. I'm Dark197A, but call me Dark. This here," she pointed at the Tyrogue " is Fight236H, but he likes to be called Tyro, he's very quiet and he has only spoken six words to me in the seven years I've known him. He speaks with his actions. Our names, though are nothing to you, anyway." It was getting late and almost time for bed. The four of them head to the experiment sleeping quarters set up by Ben. Suddenly, Dito got a look of pure horror on his face. Esla said, "Dito, what is it? Is something wrong?" Dito yelled, "I forgot to do my homework!" Esla breathed a sigh of relief. She took the Pokemon egg Dito had been taking care of that afternoon. They had decided on Esla watches over it at nights and in the morning and Dito gets it in the afternoon, but pretty soon, when it hatches, Esla will have full shift over it. (Because she doesn't trust idiots!) They got their night clothes on and got in the bunk beds that Ben had set up for them. (Dito took a bottom bunk in case he dripped! Just kidding!) Esla woke up when she heard a faint crashing noise down the hall. She looked down in the bunk below her to see if Dito heard if too. She thought to herself, "oh no, Dito slept with gum in his mouth, again! Oh yeah.." Esla poked Dito and whispered " Dito, stop drooling!" Dito said, " huh.? Oh, sorry." Esla wrapped the egg up in some blankets and teleported to the main lab room and quietly hid to see what was going on. She watched wide-eyed as Tyro sabotaged the transmorping machine that had made her human seven years ago. Meanwhile, Dark skimmed about, looking for something. Esla didn't know what to do, besides try to get them in trouble with Ben. No, They would find out it was me that tattled and I'd get beaten up. There was something violent about them; their jerky and sometimes destructive movements showed Esla this trait. "I better teleport back to bed before they find me here." And with that, she flashed into bed. The next morning, Ben gets up and begins to make breakfast, to tired to see that his machine had been sabotaged. But when he burn his finger on the frying pan, he was fully awake. He noticed his masterpiece had been destroyed. Esla awoke to the screaming of inappropriate words. Feeling well rested, she yelled at Dito to get up and get ready for summer school. He mumbled and grumbled as he got dressed, grabbed his books. "Are you ready yet!" Esla yelled. Dito is not a morning person. "Mumble.ready." Dito said under his breath. She got up from the breakfast table and put her hand on Dito's shoulder and she teleported him to school. (Only him, she remained beside the breakfast table.) She started eating breakfast. "Ben, you know you should REALLY learn how to cook." Ben said sarcastically, "Oh My, now you've gone and hurt my feelings.You know Esla, you should go learn to cook and start cooking breakfast for me!" Esla said with her mouth half full (she still doesn't get human manners very much.) "Well, you own the place, you should cook!" Ben snapped back, "But I already do cook, you twit, and you don't appreciate me!" (Ben's eyes get all big and sparkly)"You're so mean to me, maybe I should kick you out.. Or worse, make you get a job to help pay the rent for this place!" Dark, looking very annoyed, said, "Do you two do this EVERY morning?" Both answering at the same time, "Yes!" Dark looks out a window, spaced out, as the two continue to ague like "Don't you call a psychic a twit!" and "Twit, twit, twit, twit!". How those two managed to stay under the same roof for seven years I'm not quite sure about. Ben had come to a stopping point in his argument, "Dark, do you know who destroyed my machine?" Esla fell silent. The phone began to ring. Esla got up and walked over to get the phone. "Yes, this is Dito's home.. May I help you?" Esla seemed to listen intently, "Yeah, sounds like something he'd be stupid enough to get into.. Yeah, I'll be there, just give me a second to get there.bye." With that she hung up and turned toward the table. Dito picked a fight with an older bully. Let's put it this way, he won. I'll be back in a little bit. She teleported herself to the school parking lot and walked into the office. Dito was sitting in a chair in front of the principal's office, looking very ashamed of himself. "Dito, what did you do?" before he could answer, the principal walked out and said, "I thought him parents were coming." Esla suddenly tensed up, "Uh, sir, he doesn't have any living relatives, we are, sort of, room mates with a scientist and two other creeps. " The principal said, "Sorry, I guess I can talk to you, we just sent a student to emergency care after he was found half dead in the hallway, he said that Dito, here, did a few "magic tricks" on him to get him into the condition he was in." Esla started, "Dito couldn't have.." The principal continued, "This was confirmed by six witness students, would Dito like to show me his magic tricks? He better or he will be permanently suspended rather than two days!" Esla gave Dito a dirty look. Dito started, ".But he was stealing this other kid's lunch money, and." Esla sighed, "Dito, practically everyone knows already.why not?" Dito sighed and whispered to himself, "Ben is not gonna like this." Dito stood up and melted himself into a bubble gum like substance, still retaining his shape, but dripping slightly. After a couple of seconds he reformed himself. The principal was speechless. "Y-you can g-go now," The principal stuttered, still staring at the place Dito used to be. Esla looked at the wide-eyed principal. "Oh, and miss," Esla used a portion of her psychic shield to send a vase of flowers flying against a wall. It shattered a splashed everywhere, "That will be you if you tell anyone, especially the press. Sorry to scare you but it's for your own good." The principal, still starring off vacantly nodded as Esla teleported Dito home for his two-day suspension. Esla walked into the sleeping quarters and puts a blanket around her prized egg, and carried it in her arms. She keeps the egg warm all day so it will hatch sooner. She carried it out into the main portion of the lab. "Dito, I just thought of something, what are we going to name her?" Esla said while thinking. "How do you know it's a girl?" Dito asked, " Oh yeah, psychic, I remember. How about Ditan?" Esla closed her eyes and her hair began to blow as if there was wind indoors. Her feet lifted a few inches from the ground. She levitated there for a few long seconds before her feet touched back down. "Sandra," Esla said finally; "I have a feeling that is the name she would like." Tyro watched this out of the corner of his eye as he drank a soda at the table. Esla wrapped the egg up in another blanket and carefully placed it in her backpack, next to her wallet. "Okay, I have to go to the Pokemart to pick up some milk. We're out. And, Dito, I'm taking Sandra." Esla said as she pulled on her coat and her backpack. With that she walked out the door. Ben murmured, "I've got the worst headache this morning, I've got to lye down." He went to his own sleeping quarters, a single bed in a room, to rest. Dark and Tyro look at each other and sneer. Head feeling better, Ben walked into the main lab room. He found the main room, the floor, the table, everything, covered in a pink liquid. Dark and Tyro were no where to be seen. Ben solemnly began to collect up the pink liquid that was obviously Dito, when it started moving. Ben dropped the cup he was using. Dito began to collect himself up until he was all completely in one place. Then he formed himself back to normal. "Dito, what happened!?" Ben yelled seeming very surprised to see Dito alive. Dito was sitting on the floor, weakened from his encounter. "D- dark and Tyro ganged up on me. I s-swear they were trying to kill me! I figured the only way to survive b-both of them was to play dead." Ben got down on his hands and knees to about Dito's level and asked, "Dito, did you see where they went?" Dito said, "I-I think they went after Esla. good night, Ben" After that, Dito fell back and smacked onto the tile floor and fell into a deep recovering sleep. Ben dragged him to his bunk and tucked him in. "I don't know what to do for Esla. I better stay here and care for Dito." Ben said to himself. "Esla, I hope you can beat them off by yourself" He went to get Dito a cold towel. Esla placed the carton of milk on the Pokemart counter. "That will be 500 Yen, please." The shopkeeper said. Esla unzipped her bag to get her wallet and this revealed the wad of blankets. The shopkeeper said, "Well I'll be, is that a Pokemon egg?" Esla had shown with pride so this answered his question. "What's in it?' Esla looked directly at him, "A psychic type, sir" He said, "My grandson is looking for a psychic Pokemon. Are you willing to trade it? I have a rattata egg." Esla looked like she was going to be sick, "So this is how humans treat us behind our backs! Trading us like baseball cards, even before birth!" The man looked confused, "What do you mean? Why do you refer to yourself as a Pokemon when you're clearly human, too?" Esla slammed the money down on the table with tremendous force, shaking the counter. Grabbed her milk carton and stormed out knocking things down as she went, without touching a thing. As she walked home, she felt a chill go down her spine. Something bad was going to happen. she could feel it. She only walked because she felt that exercise would be important to her heath. She worried about the safety of the egg so she teleported it and her backpack to her bunk. (She remained on the forest pathway.) She felt a disturbing sort of energy welling up behind her. Before she could look, she was hit. She flew forward a couple of feet before hitting the ground. Dark stood where Esla used to be. Her arm was outstretched and her palm turned upward. Tyro stood silently by her side. Dark gave an evil smirk, "That was all too easy." Esla was lying face down on the path. Her fist clenched. A blast of light emitted as the force of Esla's psychic shield pushed her off the ground with tremendous force. She looked angrily around as she levitated inside her purple psychic bubble about four feet of the ground. She violently wiped away at the small amount of blood dribbling from the corner of her mouth. (She had her back to Dark and Tyro.) Seeing no one directly in front of her, she whirled around and finally saw her attacker. When Esla saw, her shield dropped and she landed gracefully on her feet. Esla looked off into the forest as if looking for something, she spoke to Dark and Tyro as she searched with her eyes. (And other senses.)"What are you doing here? Something just attacked me! Keep on the look..." She slowly looked up at Dark. She was still smirking. A large, dark ball of shadow energy was welling up in her right hand. (Her hand is low, like about waist level.) Esla's eyes grew wide. She turned up her psychic shield enough that she was barely visible, as there was no time to run. Dark raised her arm to about Esla's eye level and turned her palm upward exposing the full shadow ball. This one was about three times bigger than the first. Esla braced herself and moved her entire shield force in front of her. This way, the shadow ball would do little or no damage. Dark suddenly turned her palm down and the shadow ball dissipated into thin air. Esla was baffled. Was she giving up? Then she felt it. Tyro came up behind her, where she had removed her shield force and used Hi Jump Kick on Esla's lower back, making he legs momentarily give out. Her shield snapped off all at once as she hit the ground once again. This time, she stayed down for a while. "How could these Pokemon have such powerful movements and tactics? It's almost as if someone has improved both of their natural abilities. A Tyrogue shouldn't have that much speed." Esla thought to herself as she looked at the soil on the pathway. Esla burst herself into the air once again, but this time, she knew what to do. She gracefully brought her hands together. She created a ball of energy similar to her shield, a psybeam. She waited a couple seconds until it was powered to a suitable size. She aimed at Tyro because she figured she could do a sufficient amount of damage to him, Dark would probably reflect it. She shot off the beam. (Note: unlike shadow ball, which the ball of energy is thrown like a. well. ball, psybeam stays connected to Esla's main ball of energy like a. well. beam.) Tyro stood confidently in place, unlike Dark; he didn't smirk or show facial expression at all. Dark quickly ran in front of the psybeam's path and started a small shadow ball and threw it at the in coming psybeam. Surprisingly, the psybeam just fizzled into nothing upon the dark contact. Everyone stood still for a minute. The smirk never left Dark's face. "I can't just recklessly fight them, I have to have a plan." Esla thought to herself. She thought for a minute and then a plan locked in her mind. "Yes.that's it!" She whispered to herself. She landed slowly on the ground. She used Double team to make it appear that there was two of her. Dark and Tyro looked at each other and then looked as if they had silently decided on a plan. Dark disappeared into the shadows of the trees. Tyro on the other hand came at strait, very obvious run, and stopped right in front of Esla and used double team, himself. He was coming in for a Mach Punch. "Now for the next phase of action." Esla thought. Esla felt Dark come in behind her for an almost invisible faint attack. Esla quickly thought, "NOW!" She subtly stopped her double team attack and used the force of her shield under her feet to lift herself as high as she could, which was barely above the heads of her foes. Tyro was hit with a Faint Attack and Dark fell victim to Mach Punch. While they were in confusion, Esla worked up another psybeam. When it was a suitable size, filled the palm of Esla's hand, she sent it downward on the confused, unsuspecting Pokemon. The beam exploded in an array of color once it touched down. The spectrum of color had faded and Dark was still on her feet. Tyro had fallen on his back, a few feet away from where the forceful blast was. Dark didn't smirk anymore; she gritted her teeth in anger. "You dare make fools of Tyro and me?" Dark yelled very angrily, "Just for that we'll smash that precious egg of yours once we're done with you!" She held out her arm (Bruised from trying to block Tyro's Mach Punch), palm up. (Obviously shadow ball is a favorite of hers.) The ball of shadow began to appear. Tyro began to get up. He was calmer, and had less of a temper, unlike Dark. While Dark angrily created a shadow ball, Tyro just calmly stood up and brushed himself off. Esla's new feat gave her more confidence; she looked calm and powerful as she remained above Dark's head. Esla's levitating figure became fuzzy and distorted as her full shield went up. Esla seemed to concentrate harder than ever. She shot off a portion of her shield at Dark. It shot across the air like a tidal wave. Dark shot off her shadow ball. Esla and Dark's attacks hit each other and both seemed to dissipate. Dark began to tremble with anger. Her fists tightly clenched and she began to sweat. Suddenly, a deep indention appeared in her shield reaching through to Esla. (This hit her in the stomach.) Her shield dropped instantly. She let out a cry in mid air before she fell to the ground. (This is a bigger drop than before, around 7 feet!) She heard something crack and felt the rip of pain upon contact with the ground. She lay on the dirt path on her side; her pride was broken like her arm. The blood began to dribble out of the corner of her mouth again. She looked up pitifully, on the verge of tears. Tyro looked down without expression. Esla's downfall made Dark feel better. She broke into an evil grin. Tyro nudged her with his foot to flip her onto her back. Esla let out a cry of pain with the subtle movement of her broken arm. She squinted at Dark, wondering what she would do next. Then she thought, "I'm not just gonna lay here and die! I've got to keep going.for Sandra." She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She got up very slowly. Tears of pain rolled down her cheeks. Dark looked surprised too shocked to attack because she had never seen Esla cry before. Esla was now standing up. Her left arm was limp. (She could probably move it, but I think she found the idea unwise.) She wiped her face off with her good arm. She looked very determined. Then with her one good hand, she started another psybeam. This wasn't just any ordinary psybeam. This one she put her heart and soul into. She cried out in pain before she shot it off. It was a dozen times wider than her first psybeam. Pain seared her concentration. She kept firing as the thought of her daughter living a life with no mother, or worse, for her daughter not to have any life at all. Tyro was lost in Esla's beam. Dark had avoided the beam and was behind her. She smashed Esla in the head as hard as she could with a large rock trying to save Tyro. This wasn't any particular kind of attack, just an attempt to save her friend. Elsa flew forward a couple feet and hit the ground. When she landed, she was on her back, her left arm was twisted a funny angle, and her last tear rolled down her cheek. (A moment of silence.) Esla, Tyro, and Dark disappear from sight. The path is empty except for a fifteen-year-old girl talking to a video camera. (She is all by herself; the camera is on a tripod.) "To summarize and save me some, tape," (This girl had been telling the story.) "Dark had taken Esla, my mother's life, but Esla, in exchange, had taken Tyro's. This was a light Tyro couldn't block. Ben has mostly raised me, the scientist who had no idea what he had created. Ben says my father hasn't been the same since Esla's death. Sometimes I hear him talking to her. I'm taking this video as a memorial as today is the fifteenth anniversary of her death. I decided that today, I'm going to end the sad times. I'm going back in Bill's time machine, usually used for the trading of Pokemon through time. Luckily, I'm of Pokemon descent and I myself can go through. I will go twenty two years into the past to save my mother." She smiled weakly, "Time for the credits, I have gathered this information from my father, Ben, and Dark, herself, who has humbled upon seeing Tyro and Esla's deaths both. In case your wondering, She came to our door, told us she was truly sorry (And she truly was.), so she stays with us now. She told me most of this story." Tape cuts off.
Sandra prepares for her time journey
Sandra prepared for herself for her journey into the past. She opened an old case under Dito's bunk. She blew off fifteen years of dust off the top before opening it. A folded green and yellow outfit still lay intact, Dito had put a cedar block to keep moths away. She did notice a few spots of blood that Ben couldn't wash all the way out. She also found a photo album full of pictures of her mother's seven years of life as a human. She found old homework and other odds and ends, like some of Esla's silly old wall posters praising Espeons. Sandra held the photo book in one hand and the green outfit in the other and sat on her own bed. (It wasn't a bunk, like Dito's.) She began to undress and redress in her mother's cloths, paying careful attention to the photos in the album of how it was worn. She was dressed, finally, and she looked in the small mirror above her bed. Sandra pulled on the red headband, as shown in one of the pictures she had seen, being careful to cover her own Espeon like jewel like Esla. Her hair wasn't long enough to braid, unfortunately, so she left it down. "Damn hair!" Sandra exclaimed as an awkward hair stuck out on the right, above her ear. (Dito's annoying trait.) She kept trying to poke in under the headband, but it kept poking itself out. Finally she gave up and let the annoying hair hang out. She stood back and looked at herself in the mirror. About this time Dito walks in. He was holding a bowl of popcorn that he was planning to sit in bed and eat. He drops the bowl and it shatters on the floor. Sandra whirls around in surprise. She has her mother's eyes. Her hair was blonde but Dito didn't notice for a while. He went off it a world of his own as he starred blankly at Sandra. She heard him whisper under his breath, "Esla. Your back from the store." and a few other thing that Sandra couldn't fully understand. Sandra walked over to her father, took him by the hand and had him sit down on his bunk. "he he!" Sandra thought, " I need to have a little fun today!" She decided to pose as Esla in front of her nutcase father. Sandra quickly transformed her hair purple. (Transform, inherited from her father.) She had no idea what her mother sounded like. She used her own voice. "Hello, Dito, it's been a while..." her smile was fake. Dito smiled and he looked relived, "Esla, I thought you were dead. I'm so glad you came back to me, I KNEW you wouldn't leave me." A few tears rolled down his cheeks in happiness. About this time Ben walks in because he heard a crash and Dark was behind him. (Remember that Dark is good now.) Ben yelled, "Dito, you twit, You broke my favorite bowl!!!" Dark scowled, "Sandra, what are you doing to that poor Pokemon?" Dito didn't hear them. "Look guys! Esla came back!!" Sandra said, "Oh Dark, I was just trying to make him happy. I know he misses my mother." Dito snapped out of he trance like state after hearing this. "Sandra?" He was angry with her. "Sandra, did you get that out after I told you not to?!" (He means the outfit.) In his state of confusion he thwacked her across the face. Her eye welled up with tears for she didn't expect this. He hair was still purple and a little bit of blood dribbled out of the corner of her mouth, like Esla in her battle with Dark and Tyro. Dark flinched at the memory. Sandra burst into tears and quickly teleported away. She appeared in the brush next to the Pokecenter. She wiped the blood and tears away, and confidently walked in. She walked toward the stairs. She heard a quiet voice, "Uhhh.. Excuse me." Sandra looked to see where the sound was coming from. A lady at the Pokecenter counter. She had long black hair and she looked about 31. "Haven't seen you here in a long while... how is Dito doing?" The lady continued to make conversation, "see you've had you're hair cut between now and the last time I saw you. I've told some friends about that fancy trick you did, I'll never forget it." Sandra's eyes squinted, "Do I know you?" The lady looked surprised, "Don't you remember, I took care of your Dito friend?" She shrugged it off, " Ah.. Well that was many years ago, could you do that fancy trick again to refresh my memory?" This lady obviously thought she was Esla. Sandra looked confused, what kind of trick could her mother have pulled? "You mean a Psychic shield?" She said slowly. "What? Sounds something like the way it looked." Sandra thought, well, why not. Sandra was proud of her power. She sent off a psychic shield, just like her mother would. "That's it! It's great!" The lady exclaimed Sandra broke to her the news. "Well Miss, the one the did that for you last was my mother." Her hair dropped into a blonde Dito like fashion. "She's dead." The lady gasped and said, "I'm sorry." They stood silent for a while. Then Sandra broke the silence, "I must be going." She turned and began to walk up the stairs. The lady piped up, "We only allow TRAINERS up there!" Sandra looked down at her from the top of the stairs coolly. "I AM my own trainer." The lady was either speechless or too afraid to argue but she said no more. Sandra climbed to the second story, where Bill's time machine stood. Some guy was walking away from it as he was done using it. Sandra stopped him, "excuse me sir," she looked a little embarrassed, "I'm not sure how to use this machine, can you show me?" The man smiled understandingly, "Sure, Are you a new trainer?" Sandra sighed "Not exactly, it's hard to understand.." The man shrugged and walked toward the time machine with Sandra. "Well," the guy said, "You put the Pokeball of your Pokemon here." Sandra looked horrified. "Damn it!" Sandra stomped her foot on the tile floor, braking a tile or two. The guy took a few steps back out of fear. Sandra reluctantly held out two hundred yen. "Do you have any Pokeballs I can buy?" The guy slowly said, "Sure," He pulled one out of his jacket pocket hands it to Sandra and takes her money. "What do you plan to use it for?" Sandra grabbed it quickly and said, " I know your gonna find this strange, but I'm going to try to catch myself. I need you to put me though this machine to about 15 years ago." The guy was baffled. "Catch. yourself? THAT'S CRAZY TALK!!! HUMANS CAN'T GET CAUGHT IN POKEBALLS!" It was too late and Sandra had already thrown the Pokeball straight up. The ball hit her in the head, she let out a short "ouch!" before she was sucked inside the ball in a flash of red light. The ball twitched a bit on the floor. The guy looked amazed as the little red light flashed a normal gray. She had been caught. He cautiously approached the ball and lifted it up. He followed her instructions by putting her Pokeball on the designated place on the time machine. He pressed some buttons in to send it back fifteen years, as she had told him. As the guy walked away, he grumbled, "I REALLY should get more rest and lay off having so much coffee.."
The fight
Esla lay on the dirt path on her side; her pride was broken like her arm. The blood began to dribble out of the corner of her mouth again. She looked up pitifully, on the verge of tears. Tyro looked down without expression. Esla's downfall made Dark feel better. She broke into an evil grin. Tyro nudged her with his foot to flip her onto her back. Esla let out a cry of pain with the subtle movement of her broken arm. She squinted at Dark, wondering what she would do next. Suddenly, Esla saw a bright flash of light in front of her. Someone had come to help her! A young girl of fifteen stood where the flash of light was and she had sent Tyro toppling. Dark stayed on her feet, but slid back a bit with the force. "Damn it! I'm late!" The unknown girl whispered looking at Esla. "Mothe- I mean Esla, get up! I can't do this alone!" The girl yelled as Dark powered up another one of her favorite attacks, Shadow ball, aiming at her new foe. The girl quickly ran to Esla's aid, to try and help her up. Esla was about to her knees when Dark fired. Sandra quickly turned around and put up a psychic shield so strong, it deflected the shadow ball like a small stone. Esla was amazed to see another psychic of her kind. Esla thought about how this girl could have such power until she felt the pain in her arm set back in. Esla held the girl's outstretched arm tightly and gratefully. As she pulled herself to the girl's eye level, she noticed something familiar about her. Now Esla saw it, They wore the same clothes! Did Ben create another Espeon/ human? If so, why was she a blonde? "Who.?" Esla started to say but the girl shook her head. "Later." Dark looked surprised and somewhat interested. She stopped shooting shadow balls for once and cautiously walked up. "Who are you?" Dark asked. Both Esla and Dark looked confused as they starred at Sandra and what she was wearing. Dark noticed a small tear at the bottom of Esla's left pant leg and the same tear on the girl's. The outfits were the same down to the last fiber only the strange girl's was a little cleaner and seemed to be patched up in some places. Dark looked up from her pant leg and spoke in a whisper, "You're not suppose to be here are you.?" The girl looked surprised. Dark was more clever than she had given her credit for. "No," the girl said, "and yes." Esla seemed confused with this answer so the girl continued. "I've been named already, so telling you my name won't hurt anything.The name's Sandra." A jolt seemed to go through Esla's body. "Sandra! Is that you?! I'm confused about you state of existence here. You have not been born, yet you are a young adult." Sandra spotted Tyro getting up. "I will explain myself after this." Sandra fired up her shield. Dark took a step back, the look on her face suggested she didn't know what to do next. Sandra's eyes glowed in pure psychic concentration. Dark could only deflect it all for the simple fact she was dark type. "Damn it!" Sandra's shield snapped off. "How can you stand this thing?" She quickly snapped off the headband and shot up her shield again. Only this shield was colossal in thickness compared to Esla's. The psychic blast knocked Dark off her feet. Tyro was no where to be seen. Sandra turned around and looked behind her for the second fighter. Tyro had one arm wrapped around Esla's waist and arms and in his other hand he had a small sharp pocketknife at Esla's throat. Esla squinted as Tyro held her firmly and tightly and her broken arm was squeezed against her body. Sandra immediately stopped her shield and ran in Tyro's direction. For the very first time Esla had ever seen, Tyro spoke, "Don't come closer, any or..." His speech was a bit jumbled but she got the message. She said, "What do you want me to do?" Tyro forced out a few more words, "Side you stand. No fight. Oh go away. Or.." He made a threatening gesture with the small knife. Dark seemed amazed to hear him talk. The last word Dark had heard him say was when they were both Pokemon and tyro said his own name only. Tyro obviously knew he couldn't win to a psychic of Sandra's standards, so he's trying to "kick" her out of the fight by threatening her. Tyro may not talk much, but he wasn't stupid. Sandra took a confident step toward him. Tyro looked down at Esla, held the knife at an odd angle as he unbuttoned her stiff collar with his one semi-free hand, revealing her bare throat, before flipping the knife back into the threatening position. Sandra held up a single hand. The knife began to glow the same color as her shield, purple. It flew right out of Tyro's hand and Sandra caught the handle of it as it flew to her through mid air. During Tyro's panicked state of confusing, Esla had gathered up enough energy to fight back. She blew him off with her shield. Tyro is very quick in speed and wit, and he also has strong attacks, but his defense stinks. He went tumbling across the dirt. Esla dropped to the ground, and her arm was bent in a funny direction. Esla began to shed tears of pain. Sandra knelt beside her mother. "I need to fix up your arm a bit before it gets worse." Sandra tore off a section of cloth from her own dress. She made Esla a sort of sling and set it on the ground. She propped Esla up in her lap and adjusted the sling around her neck. *And buttoned up the collar that Tyro had undone* Then, she very carefully, turned her arm into a position that would make it able to rest comfortably. Esla winced at this. "Sorry," Sandra whispered, "I'm trying not to hurt you..." She slipped her arm into the sling. She then helped Esla to her feet. Esla seemed to feel a little bit better with her arm propped up in the sling. Esla brushed herself off with her good arm. "Thank you, that's better." Esla noticed Dark coming in for a take down attack on Sandra from behind. Esla opened her mouth as if she was going to warn her, but Dark was too quick. Just as Dark was about to make contact with Sandra's shoulder, Sandra blew her of with her shield. *This is just a great force that pushes Dark backward* "I will take care of them! You teleport home!" Sandra snapped quickly to Esla. "Why? I want to help you! I will NOT leave my daughter alone in danger!" Esla said demandingly. "Hide then," Sandra was trying to please her mother, "I will call for you when I need you." Esla was about to argue but decided against it. Esla whispered, "Ok, I will if you'll tell me what you plan to do." Sandra smiled. "I plan. to play with them a bit before knocking their statuses down to zero. Then, I'll turn them over to Ben to remove their powers because I'm quite fond of Dark and Tyro deserves a chance." Esla still looked confused, but she took off looking for a hiding place anyhow. Tyro was on his face. He pushed himself up, still looking at the ground... The way he moved suggested that he was furious. Dark had fallen sitting down and she began to get up. Esla found a hiding place behind a bush some distance away. She saw Sandra's figure begin to distort. Not like a shield or anything, She was physically distorting. She has also seen Dito do that type of thing. She pulled herself back to her normal self almost immediately. Esla could feel that Sandra now had a completely different set of attacks. Sandra pulled her hands together and collected the shadows. Dark was baffled. Dark was confused by the sudden change in attack type, but also something had changed about Sandra's appearance but She couldn't put her finger on it. Dark ignored her attack because it could be easily reflected, but she pondered what was different. That's it! She thought. She had noticed the Espeon like jewel on her forehead was gone, and was replaced with a golden ring. Dark's eyes narrowed. "Are you mocking me?" she yelled out. Sandra figured she could get a laugh out of this. Still holding the shadow ball out, she began to morph herself. Pretty soon, Dark found herself starring at herself. Sandra had made herself an exact copy of Dark. She still held the growing shadow ball. Dark looked horrified. Sandra decided to make things more interesting and broke into an evil smirk. Esla, in the bush, rubbed her eyes and looked again. Sandra had somehow acquired Espeon and Ditto powers. This was a feat impossible to Pokemon. Sandra slowly moved her other hand up to meet her other outstretched hand, holding the growing shadow ball in both hands. Once the ball filled both palms of her hands, she prepared to shoot it off. For just a few seconds, she seemed to hesitate and tremble. She then sent the shadow ball off with difficulty. Dark deflected it by smacking it away with her arm. It flew over and hit Tyro, who was still getting up. It blew up in a cloud of Darkness. Could she have calculated that herself? Sandra was panting heavily and smiling weakly. She seemed to struggle to keep on her feet. Dark ran over to Tyro. He was definitely out of the fight. Not dead, out cold. Dark looked up from Tyro to Sandra, noticing she was still panting, "What's wrong with you? An attack like that couldn't get you that worked up." Sandra smiled slightly, "I've been training myself for this day since I was small," She caught her breath and continued straightly, "My human body, for some reason, is of weaker generation. I can't handle my high power level," She smiled and shrugged, "I admit, my only known weakness." She suddenly looked serious, "Don't think I'm limited! I could blast your brains out with a PSYBEAM, yes, a PSYBEAM if I were to push my power a little more." She dropped her new appearance and morphed back into her normal self. She brought her hands quickly together and it was like she pressed a button on her energy reserve. Without even having to power it up a psybeam a meter wide appeared in her hands and she aimed it at a tree and fired it immediately. The tree was turned into splinters in an array of color. Bright bursts of light flashed as Sandra tapered the beam to a close. Sandra panted some more, her hands still up, as the tree's ashes still smoldered. This was and obvious display of power. Dark seemed convinced with the display. She would not take Sandra lightly. "Playtime is over!" Sandra called out to Dark. Sandra turned and aimed her hands at Dark, but her hands seemed less rigid and tight than before. Dark was expecting a psybeam, but no, this wasn't a psybeam at all. Dark couldn't move. Sandra was using a very powerful psychic attack. With her pure mental strength she sent Dark flying. Esla watched from her hiding place. "L-look at that raw power she possesses." Esla whispered to herself, "She has surpassed my power but at least ten times." Dark went crashing into a nearby bolder. She slid down and was sitting against the rock. Sandra slowly and confidently walked in Darks direction. Dark was in a panic and was weakened dramatically with that one blow, she held out her hands. Dark was attempting a moonlight attack. Too bad for her it was mid afternoon but somehow, she gathered a small amount of energy. She took this ball of moonlight energy and absorbed it into her hands. This enabled her to stand up. Sandra kept coming, at the same slow steady pace. Dark began to quickly think of whether she had enough energy for a shadow ball, but then she realized that she was fighting a loosing battle. If, somehow, she were able to take down Sandra, Esla would come and fight for her fallen daughter. Dark could not fight alone. She looked over, but Tyro was still unconscious. She would not give up easily, though. Dark took a step back, she was very frightened, but she started to collect more moonlight energy. She collected as much as possible before absorbing it. Sandra was a few yards away, still walking at her steady pace. Dark faded into the shadows of the trees for another faint attack. Sandra looked into the woods and seemed unable to track dark's movements. Dark suddenly appeared right next to Sandra and came at her elbow first in a sudden change of attack to "take down". Sandra was surprised by this and put her arms in front of her face in a blocking position, being no time for a shield. Sandra let a cry out as Dark threw the entire weight of her body at her. Sandra hit the ground on her back and Dark kept going a little further before hitting the ground. Sandra had hit her head on a small, sharp rock and her head began to bleed. Sandra trembled as she stood up. Dark tried to push herself up, but she kept falling on her face. "This is where I end this." Sandra whispered to herself. Sandra seemed to concentrate very hard. Esla watched from the bush and tried to figure out what she was doing. Esla saw that Tyro, Dark, and Sandra herself had started to glow. Esla looked down at her hands and she was glowing to. Sandra was attempting to teleport all four of them someplace. Sandra seemed hurt and tired so Esla helped her a bit by teleporting herself to Ben's lab. After a minute or two, Sandra, Dark and Tyro disappeared.
Sandra awakes
When Sandra awoke, she was in the bunkroom lying in Esla's bunk. She quickly sat up. About this point, Ben walked in with a tray. Sandra rubbed her head *which someone had wrapped a bandage around* and said, " What happened?" Ben spoke as he handed the tray up to her (it had tea and crackers on it) " Well, yesterday afternoon, you and everyone else just appears and falls on the floor except Esla was still standing." He handed her a spoon to stir her hot tea. "You and Tyro were out cold, but Dark was still kicking. She was pretty worn down though. Dito and I brought in a stretcher and brought the three of you in here." Sandra noticed Tyro and Dark sleeping in their bunks. "D-did Esla tell you what happened?" Sandra said weakly after taking a sip of tea... "No," Ben said, " She was in hysterics over you, I don't know why... Who are you anyway?" Sandra pulled a small Pokeball like object out of her pocket and tossed it to Ben. He examined the thing. "Y-you and Esla.. Watch t-that." Sandra stuttered. "Just p-press the red button." Ben nodded as he took the small object to the lab's kitchen area where Esla was sitting. Sandra nibbled a cracker, thinking about how Ben was short on cash back in these days. She looked over at Dark and noticed something different. The golden circle on her forehead was gone and she looked weak as she slept. She was no longer an Umbreon. Tyro was also no longer a Pokemon. Both of them were completely powerless humans. Sandra smiled. Her parents were safe. She finished her tea, left the crackers and stepped down the bunk ladder to the floor. Someone had taken her shoes off and the floor felt cold on her feet. She walked into the kitchen portion of the lab. Sandra's hologram ball snapped off. Esla, Ben and Dito had been watching it. (It's like a hologram video) Esla's left arm had been wrapped up in a cast. Sandra noticed something else. Esla was holding a small child in her right arm. Sandra smiled. It was she. Esla turned around teary eyed. "I." Esla was speechless. Sandra smiled, "It's ok." The infant broke the silence when she started babbling in Espeon language. Esla smiled as she looked down at the baby. Sandra broke into a grin. "What'd I say?" Esla spoke without looking up. "You need a diaper change." Sandra blushed. "Well, I guess I better be going." Esla handed the baby to Dito. (LOL) She walked over and talked to Sandra directly, "The fight yesterday opened my eyes to what a horrible fighter I am," *in the background: Dito holds a diaper upside down and scratches his head. * "I will train harder to better defend my family, and *she looks down* I will get a job, again to help Ben with the rent." *Ben jumps in air* "Yahoo!" Sandra talked to the happy dancing Ben, "Before I got, I must know what you have done to Dark and Tyro." *Dito holds baby upside down so the diaper will fit* Ben spoke between dance steps, "Just.Put.Them.In the.Machine.for a.little.Longer! Took.Their.power...away.because...they.MISBEHAVED!" Sandra smiled. "Gotta go! ^_^" She teleported.
The End 4 now
I have uploaded more if you are interested though. Sorta like a sequel.
