Yay, have finally updated! Sorry I haven't, I tend to only write when the muse takes hold of me, and that happens less often than I like, unfortunately. I'm not one of those people who can write all the time. :(
Moving on….
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Pikachu instantly did a smash attack, but Sheik, his reflexes as sharp as the fatal blade, jumped as soon as he saw Pikachu move forward. He then hit Pikachu and the pokemon was bumped around like a pinball. Up and down and up and down and up and down before Pikachu finally rested on the ground, knowing his percentage was… what? Four hundred and three?
Damn.
Sheik struck him again, taking Pikachu by surprise. The startled rat shocked Sheik on reflex, but his opponent's percentage was still low, and Sheik transformed back into Grizelda before attacking once more.
Gradually she was driving Pikachu literally over the edge with her spells. Finally, when Pikachu thought he would faint with no help whatsoever, she did one last powerful strike that hit Pikachu and sent him flying into nothingness, as he exploded and his stock went to zero.
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'Pikachu?'
Pikachu grunted a bit, before waking up. Above him was Melanie, bruise less. It would have surprised Pikachu if she was; the medication in his home was very strong and effective.
'We lost,' he simply said as the mouse sat up.
'Obviously, they are level nines,' said Melanie, perched on his bed and now jumping off, before facing Pikachu again. 'They were stupid to even consider letting us face them.'
'We'll get there,' said Pikachu, yawning. He was still tired, even though he had no physical proof of injury. 'What time is it?' he looked out of the window. It was either getting light, or sunset had just been.
'Six AM,' replied Melanie. 'You've been out all night.'
'Obviously.'
'Just sleep for another hour, then we'll have breakfast,' instructed Melanie. 'And, if you're up for it, we can book the training room again.'
'OK.'
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Too short, but it was all I could do! ;; R + R Please!