"You'll never win, evil oooOOAAGGGHHHH!" Brock's words were truncated by a spiked gauntlet which flattened his nose.
"I beg to differ!" James retorted, throwing the wailing Brock away like a stuffed doll. Jessie moved forward also, and James handed her one of his Pokeballs. She nodded in comprehension and dropped back.
"Your days of wrongdoing are over!" Misty cried. She was obviously enraged. "Now comes your final defeat!" Misty and Ash threw every Pokeball they had- and there was every kind of Pokemon in creation, glaring at the two Team Rocket members.
James motioned to Jessie. "Speaking of big guns . . ." he said, and stepped back. FAR back. Jessie threw the Pokeball she held, then jumped away too. There was a burst of red light- and a small, orange raccoon was sitting on the ground.
"Hah! Is that the worst you can do?" Ash taunted. "Go, Geodude!"
The rocky Pokemon rolled forward to challenge the raccoon, who just sat there, staring calmly at it.
Geodude took his first swing- and suddenly, a geyser of lava shot up under him, instantly reducing him to a puddle of molten rock. The other Pokemons drew back in terror from the molten magma, and from the flames which sprung up. Then Disastremon- for that was who it was- began to change. He swelled up, tail growing longer and leaner, body lengthening out, claws becoming more evident. Within seconds, he had become something more like a puma; Catastrophemon; but he didn't stop there. Instead, the claws grew again, the teeth lengthened, the ears shrank slightly, and cross-hatched dark green marks appeared. Jessie and James exchanged That Look. Ash and Misty's Pokemon had a full-blown Armageddon on their hands!
The Armageddon rose up, roaring- and the sky grew dark above them. The wind picked up, whipping the Pokemons into a frantic state; lightning flashed above them as the tiger-sized menace summoned all his powers over chance cataclysmic events. A meteor, headed peacefully for a collision with Jupiter, suddenly veered off its course. The rock was on a new mission: Destroy the Pokearmy!
The 500-foot meteor said down through the atmosphere. Jessie shaded her eyes as she saw it approach. "We're all gonna die!" she yelled as it came closer . . . closer . . .
"I beg to differ!" James retorted, throwing the wailing Brock away like a stuffed doll. Jessie moved forward also, and James handed her one of his Pokeballs. She nodded in comprehension and dropped back.
"Your days of wrongdoing are over!" Misty cried. She was obviously enraged. "Now comes your final defeat!" Misty and Ash threw every Pokeball they had- and there was every kind of Pokemon in creation, glaring at the two Team Rocket members.
James motioned to Jessie. "Speaking of big guns . . ." he said, and stepped back. FAR back. Jessie threw the Pokeball she held, then jumped away too. There was a burst of red light- and a small, orange raccoon was sitting on the ground.
"Hah! Is that the worst you can do?" Ash taunted. "Go, Geodude!"
The rocky Pokemon rolled forward to challenge the raccoon, who just sat there, staring calmly at it.
Geodude took his first swing- and suddenly, a geyser of lava shot up under him, instantly reducing him to a puddle of molten rock. The other Pokemons drew back in terror from the molten magma, and from the flames which sprung up. Then Disastremon- for that was who it was- began to change. He swelled up, tail growing longer and leaner, body lengthening out, claws becoming more evident. Within seconds, he had become something more like a puma; Catastrophemon; but he didn't stop there. Instead, the claws grew again, the teeth lengthened, the ears shrank slightly, and cross-hatched dark green marks appeared. Jessie and James exchanged That Look. Ash and Misty's Pokemon had a full-blown Armageddon on their hands!
The Armageddon rose up, roaring- and the sky grew dark above them. The wind picked up, whipping the Pokemons into a frantic state; lightning flashed above them as the tiger-sized menace summoned all his powers over chance cataclysmic events. A meteor, headed peacefully for a collision with Jupiter, suddenly veered off its course. The rock was on a new mission: Destroy the Pokearmy!
The 500-foot meteor said down through the atmosphere. Jessie shaded her eyes as she saw it approach. "We're all gonna die!" she yelled as it came closer . . . closer . . .