Thanks to all my sexy reviewers. I wuv u all.

Guest: My brother was just there (dafuq if your my bro I will seriously kick your ass for stalking if not best wishes and my apologies.)

DarkWolfAssassin: Manhattan would be my fav place there. Oh and about the fourth wall *grabs chainsaw and revs it* not enough abuse until I say so…

Gunsandgames: Thanks a heap man, love your name and I heared the girls were awesome in California.

Malory79080: no frigin way! England is my favorite place :D. Will you be my British bromance?

Chapter 11:

Tommy and Jordan made it to a crossroad in the centre of the city and after a big meal, that was no easy feat.

The crossroad was surrounded by flowers, the Moemon centre and the bike shop. The bikes were known to be horrendously expensive and only the rich bastards could afford them.

"Alright, another 2 on 2 battle."

"You'll lose this time, my team and I are unbeatable.

"Good luck with that, I'll kick your ass twice as hard than I did last time."

"Let's go!"

"Go Hera/ Fetyr" both trainers commanded, (although one was already out and a certain trainer forgot until now ; earning him a death stare) Hera merely stepping forward and growled while Jordan threw the Moeball containing his prized winged girl.

Fetyr's appearance had changed drastically, now she had shoulder length red hair, brown eyes, and wings. She wore a tan and brown shirt and red and yellow skirt; of course contained wonders only known to Jordan… [back to topic at hand] and wore a vicious smile on her face.

Hera stares at her smiling. "Are we gunna play bitch or are ya to scared."

"Your gunna die whore… just quit while you still can."

"Fuck that!" Yelled Hera, kicking Fetyr hard in the jaw.

Hera started beating her around the place without even breaking a sweat. "How the hell is this happening? I'm evolved, I should be smacking your ass with a paddle by now!"

"So your saying I should be shit because in unevolved! Well, I'll see what I can do about that!"

Due to either extreme strength, high level and extreme determination, Hera became encompassed in a bewildering light.

Her figure slowly morphed into her new form, looking even more beautiful that before. "Sweet Jesus…" was all Tommy could muster.

He took out his moedex and looked at the screen.

Moemon: Wartortle

Moedex Number: 008

Species: Turtle Moemon

Type: Water

Scarcity: Ultra-Rare

Diet: Wartortle consume mostly fish and other meat based products, though it has not been unheard of for them to consume other forms of food like fruits and wheat based products.

Ability: Torrent

Appearance: Wartortle wear a large, oversized yellow shirt and blue shorts, with shoulder length blue hair and red eyes, with large blue/ white ears.

Height: 5'02"

Weight: 100.9lbs

Cup Size: C

Strong Against: Fire, Ground, Rock

Weak Against: Grass, Electric

Evolves into: Blastoise (Lvl 36)

Evolves From: Squirtle

Info: Wartortle possess great power, both physically and sexually. Wartortle have tighter pussies then their pre-evolutions, as well as having more sexual desires. They also have a much more upbeat, though more mischevious, personality, and is a very nice moemon in all, well liked by several fan groups and can be turned on quite easily.

"Nice work Hera" he called out. "Aw crap, now she's even hornier that before" he thought.

"Aww fuck…" was all Fetyr had time to say before she got the life smacked out of her. Fetyr lay on the ground, battered and bruised heavily with Hera walking towards her smiling like a maniac.

"Ready to die?"

"Go to hell!"

"Hehe, you first" Hera raised her fist and pulled it back, preparing for the final blow.

"Return!" Jordan yelled. Fetyr was (luckily) withdrawn a split second before Hera slammed her fist into the dirt.

"Ow!" She turned to Jordan "that hurt you know!"

"I believe in gender equality, therefore I can hit a woman just as freely as they hit me" he smiled smugly. "After all, you can't work in the kitchen all day."

"I WILL MAUL YOU, YOU SEXIST BASTARD!" She charged at him, earning a squeal from Jordan.

"Protect me, go Sytra!"

Sytra emerged from her moeball, smiling like a lunatic.

"So master, you can really squeal huh…"

"Sh - shut up Sytra."

"Excuse me, dick biscuits? Can I please go back to mauling people now?"

"Ohh, right" Jordan said blankly.

"Aww, come on, can't I beat you later because right now I'm mocking this pathetic excuse of a human being."

"Hey!" Jordan and Hera shouted in unison.

"What makes you think oh - so surely that your gunna beat me?"

"I'm not pathetic" Jordan mumbled in denial. "I'm not." ( I think that was the moment his eyes began to water up) *Sniffles* "I'm not."

"I guess we'll see in the next chapter won't we" said Sytra, who was completely ignoring her master.

"I guess we will."

You just got cliff hanger-ed :)

Also, I'm not a sexist person, what you read should not be used to judge me.

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