Long time ago, when the world was being forged, the three elemental pokemon, Groudon, Kyogre, and Ryquaza, formed the land, sea, and sky. When Kyogre and Groudon clashed, Ryquaza hid them away. The three were forced under the earths crust, under the sea, and into the sky. Few people know thats it all in the same place. A large pillar of land with an indent in it. An indent which flew under the ocean. A towering piece of land like volcano filled with water all the way under the land into the water: In the middle is an island that travels down through the ocean towards the earths core. It is where the three beasts sealed themselfs. Groudon went into the island, Ryquaza went over it, and Kyogre went into the water around it, allowing them all to get to the sky kingdom, the bottom of the sea, and the earth's core.
Many thousands of years later, The kanto champion, M the first, found the island and claimed it as his own home. For generations and years to follow, after their desteny was fuffeled, they would retire to the island. Currently, M the 7th owns the large platform and all the pokemon that live there. Many pokemon live for long periods of time, so many pokemon from M the first are still living on the island.
To this day, over two thousand pokemon live on the island. Because of the numerous pokemon who were raised on the tower, rare wild pokemon, who are the decendants of the towers population, live in the forest under the tower. Because of this, a town was built a few miles from the tower. This town love the wild pokemon with such interesting move sets, but the one thing they cannot stand is the M family. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Weavile's diary: January 24-July 5
Today, I decided to write about M. Ever since I can remember, a man by the name of M has lived here and protected us.
M the seventh is also known as the 9th leader. He applied for the Elite four to become a gym leader. Every reigon had been filled but through his familys legacy, he still aquired badges and the right to be known as a leader. At the same time, he was training to be a scientist who wanted to break the laws of the Pokemon world.
His first experiment was to combine two pokemon's genetics so they could breed easier. His first experiment was for his grandfathers, M the 5th, two best and favorite: A Gengar, who goes by the title of Gaspar and Me. My first master never gave me a name, so I went without one. From the first day, he loved us, even though we disobeyed him and I cut his face with my claws. He trained us more than anything he ever caught. I miss him and I know he would miss us too. But enough of that, lets talk about Gaspar.
Gaspar first met with me and my master when a friend of his caught us both in Snowpoint city, me as a Sneasle and him as a Haunter. When we went to our master, we both had the same thing on our mind: To be the strongest we could be. We hated each other, to the point where if we werent battling a trainer or a leader, we were fighting each other. It always ended with one of us passed out and the other close to going down. We were stonger then anything and yet...I always found something interesting about him. Especialy after we evolved. I got taller and my rival grew two legs and became less like a phantom and more like a sphere with an evil smile. About a year or so after our evoloution, M the 5th passed away. M the 6th took us to the tower and left us with the pokemon with the greatest of the great: The warrior pokemon from M the first to M the 5th were there. Soon after adapting to our new life on this Tower, Gaspar and I began to spend more time together. This eventualy led to our rivalry become a mutual friendship and even that fell into becomeing closer. We just got closer and closer. Now we're married and we want a child.
But that leads to the experiment that M the 7th was planning: To mutate the genitics of us to remove ramifications of breeding. He wanted to break apart the idea of egg groups, the catagories that segregated our breeding. A dragon could not breed with a ghost and the like. M the 7th found the way to break this was just to add a point of similarity between us. An outside simularity. So he took a strand of his own genetics and placed it into our DNA. The result was unbeleable, for not only were we able to breed of different species, we were able to speak the language of the humans.
At first it was a shock and to this day it still is. To think, all we needed to talk to the humans was to be more human. Lemme just tell you, it shows too. A few days after the injection, Gaspar and I fell ill. Two days we were struck with high fevers and ridden to bed. My friends told me that I had it the worst, as Ice types aren't supposed to have such high body heat. I didnt care what they said, as my heart was longing to see my once rival. I wanted to cry his name, but the pain was unbearable. I wanted to see him, but my friends kept me in bed. I wanted to scream, but no words came to form all I do was wait in pain. I knew he must have been feeling the same thing.
Five days had passed until I could move. When I got out of bed...well...there was some confusion. Gardevior and Lopunny had been sent that day to take care of me, while Glaile and Mamoswine had been sent the day before. The two girls took one look at me and almost passed out...well...Lopunny passed out. Gardevior, on the other hand, just stared. Acording to her acount, I stood as tall as her and was almost as 'devloped' as Lopunny herself. The strangest thing out of everything was just how I sounded. I struggled to say anything. Like a frog or something. Eventualy, it got easier to speak. I heard the words come out of both my master and my friends and I could speak to them both. Soon, I left my bed and went to find my other friends. The only thing was, I wasnt the only one with a new look.
Gaspar was no longer a black ball with arms and legs. He was about as tall as a Machoke but that was about it for shape. He had a real head and face like a human. It is still frightening to this day. Luckly, three days afterwards, Gaspar returned to the round spikey ball shape he once held. I on the other hand, lost my size but kept my shape. I was curvy and I didnt exactly like it at first. My newfound shape made my fighting skills harder to use. My entire skill was based around being fast and trying not to get hurt. My broadened chest and widened hips made that a little impossible. I wasn't swift as I used to be and my power weakened. I dont think that was supposed to be part of the experiment.
Eventualy though, I got the hang of it and even became more powerful then I could immagine. Gaspar also learned attacks we didnt even know he could learn. We became so great that we brought home a trophy from a pokeathalon, something that nobody in the M line had ever done.
Our sucess was short lived: After aplying the serum to a few more of our friends and recieving the same results, we learned that genetic mutation of Pokemon is illegal. I can still remember that night...
It was 2 in the morning and nobody but Noctowl was out. Too bad...if it wasn't just him, we might have seen it comeing. I was laying in my tree, watching Gliscor and Yanmega discuss plans for the next day. I looked down and saw Xatu standing on top of Muk. I knew Xatu was neither awake nor asleep, just by the way his eyes stared into the sky. It was peaceful. It was calm. It was not to last. Less than half an hour, Xatu let out a sound that filled the air with pain. He was screeching something awful. "Quit that awful crooning." I yelled to him. Yanmega wanted to hit him with a burst of Silver wind, but lucky for Xatu, he spoke. "Something is comeing to take our master! It is the humans! What he has done is a sin in their eyes! Our world is to be disturbed. Beware! Bewaaaaaaare!" He fell over, causeing Muk to go crazy. "Will you shut up?" I yelled and jumped down.
Soon, Blaziken, Electrivire and Ursur came out of the forest. "What's going on?"
"Xatu was yelling about the master being kidnapped and passed out. Muk went nuts." I shrugged, looking at Muk. He was frozen solid. Nothing special. The three guardians nodded and were about to walk away. What we heard next still haunts some of us. The sound of thumping helicopter blades sounded over us all. We ran out of the forest to see a fearful sight: Salamance had his legs tied and his mouth and wings bound. He thrashed heavily in his restraints. Next to him was Swampert and Lopunny, who were also bound and tied. We then saw him carry our master in handcuffs stright out of his house. This was bad for them, as we saw everything and had no choice but to attack them. Electrivire sent a thunderbolt straight at a guard, but it was intercepted by a Quagsire. That got their attention. The guards sent Arcanines and Staraptors straight at us. Blaziken and Electrivre brough down a lot of them while Yanmega and I ran for our master. He took one look at us, said something to the officer next to him and then...we saw it. They pulled out our pokeballs and caught us. He got us all. The last thing I saw, was our master getting into the helicopter.
We all woke up a day or two later, inside of a jail cell. I was the last to, probably because my genetics were effected from the prototype syrum. I saw who was with me: Blaziken, Electrivire, Swampert, Lopunny, Yanmega, Gliscor, Noctowl, Salamance, Ursur, and myself. I guess Muk thawed and escaped with Xatu. All we could do was wait for what felt like a lifetime. At the end of the day, they let us all out of the cell and released us from our bindings. Blaze, Ursur, Swampert, Lopunny and I could speak with the guards and they told us what happened. He broke the law and told us that he wanted to be arrested. So thats how they knew which balls were ours. He told them how to stop us. He said that M would be imprizoned for two months and had his leader's licence revoked. But then we heard that his licence wouldnt be removed but he would have to stay in jail for three months.
It was the longest three months ever. We were all brought back to the tower and were left there. All of us but Salamance. Salamance refused to leave his master, even if he couldnt be near him. His exact claim was: "He taught me how to fly. Something my species has been learning to do for years. He taught me to be strong. I will never abandon him or his family. I will follow their word without question until I die."
And that was it. Salamance layed infront of the police station for three long months. He still listened to his master, telling him to accept the help of the police men. They were quite nice to Salamance. They treated him like a family dog. He never went anywhere. Not from the hot sun or the pouring rain. We know, cause every now and again, Me or Blaziken would be flown down to Salamance to give him some company. He always liked us comeing to see him. It was so hard for him too: You see, Salamance is a traveler. M loved to take him to places. He was how M got around so the loss of M was hardest on him.
Our favorite story of Salamance's time with the police was his when he actualy helped the cops stop a crime in progress. He saw some guy shoot at a store and he brought him down, just by stareing at him. He just stared at the guy and suddenly he was frozen in place. That allowed the police to tackle him to the ground. The cops called him 'Iron eyes' cause if you stared into his eyes you would become an iron statue. Everybody in the entire town loved Salamance, despite his menaceing eyes.
And just like that, three months went by. Salamance never forgot his duty: To stay with his master. The second he got out, Salamance tackled his master out of sheer joy. M looked at the police and told them that he would see them in half a year for another stay. They laughed and he took off comeing home to us. I dont remember Salamance being as happy as he was on that day: To fly for the first time in months. I think I saw him cry. But then again, we didnt pay attention to him. All our attention was focused on our master. His hair was long and he was sporting a full beard. He almost looked like Mr Byron from Calanave. We couldnt see his eyes but we know how they would look. They would be filled with happyness. Nobody wanted to put him away, as what he did bridged the world of pokemon and humans, putting us on equal terms. Scientists learned how evouloutions worked and then how they felt on us. We could solve in minutes what would take other profesionals years. I figure that was why his licence wasn't revoked. He say's he likes the look and is going to keep it.
After M was set up and his home was back in working order, we celebrated. Party all day and all night. When the part was wearing down and everybody was going to sleep, I went to Gaspar. I told him that I loved him and wanted to finish what the experiment started: I wanted a child with him. I was ready. I was prepared. I knew I was right.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ July 9 I was wrong! What the experiemnt or M didnt tell me was that instead of a regular variety of pokemon breeding, it would be a live birth! The never formed because the human dna caused me to form a womb. It will be a birth like for a mammal. I'm scared for what feels like the first time in my life. And what's worse, my body accelates the process. It takes two to three weeks and Gaspar wont be here: M is takeing him and many of my friends to a coloseum battle. They claim that a hit too hard might hurt the baby, so I can't go. I miss them and M says that they will be back in a few days. But I knew they wouldn't be back in time. My choices limited, I had no choice: I went after them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
M's log: Date July 10th
Weavile showed up at the coliseum today. At first, many people believed she was wild and made an attempt to catch her. Fools! That may harm the child. Once I claimed she was mine, I questioned how she got here. Her claim is that she took Flygon down the mountain and he carried her here, saying that she missed us and wanted to be with us. I said alright and let her ride on my shoulders. My first battle of the day was my last. I didnt lose, thank Arceus. What happened was a scandle.
At the time of the battle, myself and my opponent were put on platforms while the arena was infront of us. I set Weavile down as so she wouldn't get hurt. That was my biggest mistake. He called forth a Toxicroak and a Crobat. Easy pickings! Metagross and Steelix would make this easy. Toxicroak, I thought, was going to attack Steelix with a fighting attack, while Crobat made an accention into the air. I was sorely mistaken. Crobat grabbed Toxicroak and rushed at me and Weavile. Crobat dropped Toxicroak and made his way at me. I was busy swinging at the bat and didn't notice what was happening behind me. Toxicroak grabbed Weavile and hit her with multiple poison jabs. The referee was trying to bring order but to no avail. Soon enough, A Seviper, a Solrock, a Lunitone, and an Arcinine were trying to hurt Weavile. It was only after pusing Crobat away did I notice what was happeing. I saw they were all from the same trainer too. I didnt know what he wanted, but he wanted Weavile not just to be hurt, he wanted her to die! I wasted no time and released the other four I had on me: Weavile of course did not bring her ball and was only there as an unregistered pokemon.
Blaze, Electrivire, Gaspar, and Salamance stepped out onto the field next to Metagross and Steelix. Salamance took off in an attempt to ground Crobat, Blaze went for Solrock, Electrivire went for Lunitone, Metagross brought down Seviper and Steelix easily crushed Arcinine. Gaspar slammed himself into Toxicroak, knocking him away. What happened next was the single most violent display of attacks from Pokemon I think I ever saw. Gaspar used Sucker punch before every one of Toxicroak's moves. What was worse, Toxicroak only knew fighting and poision moves. Focus punch, poision jab, Fake out: Not one of the worked. Gaspar didnt feel any hit of it and kept pucning Toxicroak. Gaspar has powerful offensive skills and his shadow punches are quite destructive. Even after Toxicroak fell over, Gaspar held him down and just hit him. Over and over and over again I saw this display of violence.
It took hours but it was finaly over. My boys had taken little to no damage. Weavile was wounded horrible and was suffering from some bad poisoning. It turned out that the trainer I was fighting was from a religious orginization, claiming: They are crimes against the laws of the universe and they all must perish.
I wanted the man put to death for his crimes. He was sent to jail for life but I wanted him to suffer. So I gave him a parting gift when he arived. I told the police that my six months were up and it was time for me to go back for a little. They understood and said that whatever I did would be acceptable. So you wonder, what did I do exactly to send me back to jail? I had Salamance use his Dragon claw attack on the man's face. It was horrible to look at but it was worth it. The police told me that Salamance would not be punished but I would spend two months in jail. I told them fine and they say that it starts tomorow. For now I must tend to Weavile.
Poor girl, she's so dreadfuly hurt, though the baby is fine. A new experient I discovered is that every hit that landed at where the child would be was absorbed by a shell inside of Weavile. The egg did not dissapear: It just didn't become removed. When the child is born, I suspect that the egg will lose its hardened feel and it will be reabsorbed by the mother. Currious...Untill then, I must continue what I can do and leave it at that. I'm leaving Blaze and Electrivre in charge while I am imprizoned...again.
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Blaziken 'blaze' log July 12
I feel terrible. I can only stand by and watch while my friends and family are in pain. Espacialy Weavile. How can I defend against something I can't stop. M put me and Electrivire in charge, but I dont think we can keep this place together by ourselfs. I am worried about not only the safety of the towe's inhabitants but our master's safety as well. He dissapears for many months at a time and he has no chance of helping us from where he is. I miss him. Ever since my original master, M the third passed, I said I would never let any harm fall to another member of his family. Im not as loyal as Salamance but I will put my life on the line for M, no matter which one. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blaze log same day.
Gyarados and Swampert got into an argument with Rhyperior. I'm not sure what it was over, but I do know that Rhyperior started it. That woman...She thinks just she's wearing that armoring that she's supposed to be the strongest. Rampardos and Steelix both prove her wrong all the time; usualy every other day. Steelix is the guardian of steel and Rampardos is the guardian of rock. Our guardian of the ground is usualy one of the Tyranitar sisters or its just Gliscor. Gli claims that he cant stand the responsibility and would rather spend his time dateing the guardian of the bugs. Hmm...makes me think about retireing and passing on the torch to M the fifth's Infernape, Otto. He may not be ready, but Im getting old...I've outlived three previous masters so I dont know how long I will last. All I know is that I just want to spend the rest of my days here with Gardevior. No more battles in the coleseum. No more climbing mountains and stopping evil orginizations. My retirement starts soon.
No...
It starts today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Electrviere dairy.
Blase say that he is not boss anymore. He say he no longer fight in coliseeum. He walk away from lake meating and go to forest. He and Aunty Gardevor say that they not going to battle anymore. I misses them. Weavey say that baby going to bee hear soon. Gapsar say that he is scarred. It too bad dat M not hear 2 sea baby. He in jail. Salimanda stay with him so he not lonley. Mabey I have Honcho or Gligi take me to him to see him.
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Gaspar's journal July 16th
It happened! Weavile went into labor. Soething strange happened though. When we layed her down in the forest, it suddenly got alot colder. An hour later, the tree's and grass were covered in snow. I dont know whats happening, but I do know that M is neccesary to this part; and since we cant move Weavile from her frosty forest, we have to bring M here. I dont know how we're going to get M here...but I do know that Blaze is useless to us right now; Something about quiting our defensive partroll and retiring as a guardian. But he's supposed to be the best. All I know now is that he ran away. With Blaze gone, M incapasitated and everybody else freaking out about them both, the question arises: What's going to phappen to weavile? I want her to be safe...but I'm at my wits end. I hope something good comes of all this...
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M's log July 17th
A strange occourance has happened. It has sarted to snow. I taked with a few of the guards a while ago and they said that last night, a large scream came from the top of my tower and suddenly, a blizzard hit the town and the forest around it. It started to snow slowly afterwards but after every scream, another, more powerful blizard would strike. It all started hours ago. The warden says that he knows this is my fault and says that if I dont stop it, I wont get out for years. Of course I said I had no idea what was happening, which he didnt believe. The warden then tried to beat me with his club, but that didnt quite come to fruition. Salamance smashed through two feet of solid concrete to knock the warden down, flames frothing from his mouth. I then told the warden that though it was not my fault, I was going to stop it. I hopped up on Salamance and he flew us out of there. Nobody but the warden wanted to try and stop me. He send out his only pokemon. A nidoking, who did nothing to stop us. In fact, when the warden started to yell at him, he slammed the warden into a wall with his tail. I laughed. We are currently flying towards the tower, which looks like a full blown mountain, topped with snow. Hang on Weavile: Dr M is on his way.
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Blaze log: Hoenn reigon. Littleroot town.
I took Gardevior on a date with me to our home town. I even saw old miss May Birch. Her Swampert, Swami I called him, looked as roughed up as I did, mabey a little worse off. He was missing an eye and a finger. Wow...Swami told me that even with his new disabilitys, he still fights as well as he did years ago. Gardevior told me that she feld a large amount of pain comeing from home. Well...I started to think more about my retirement. But until then, I have to get home. I may be retired, but I still miss my friends. I went to my old home and went inside. It was old and abandoned. Ever since M the third abandoned his home here, Nobody has even been to it. I had high hopes for my master and Just hoped that it was still here...
I walked through the house and made my way upstairs, Gardevior following me every step of the way. I walked to my master's old room and looked around. It was dust covered and the clock was broken. But they were not on my mind. I walked to my masters bed and lifted the whole bed. Underneath was exactly what I was looking for: A box with four old pokeballs. I knew inside were my best friends. Sweela, A Swellow who I knew used to be sweet for me, Thund, An Exploud with a noise problem, Stan, A peliper and Mac, a Mightyena. I picked up Sweela's and opened it. A flash of light and there she was, her blue and red feathers as bright as they were all those years ago. She shook off herself and looked at me, stareing intently. "Blaze...Is that you? What..." She looked at me and at Gardevior. I could tell that she was scared and confused, especialy by the way I must have looked. Last she saw me, I was leaving with M the third to go search for new treasure, which was probably a good sixty years ago...
I sat on the bed, Gardevior sitting to my left and Sweela to my right. She looked at me in fear. "What happened...and how long have I been asleep...?" She was unsure and unprepared. To drop out of the world for sixty years. We were best friends and she loved me. I never showed any interest and wanted to keep it on a level of friendship, but that didnt work. She just looked at me, hurt by my commitment to Gardevior. I told her everything I could into a small amount of time; about how M three through six had died, about how a good hundred new species of pokemon were discovered, about our adventures, and about my life. She was in shambles but I knew what would cheer her up. I took Gardevior downstairs so Sweela could have a minute to absorb all the information. Looking at my love, I asked for a favor. She could read my emotions like a book. 'Go ahead,' She tells me. 'Do whatever you think is right.' I kissed Gardevior and ran upstairs.
Sweela was stareing out the small window, looking disheartened. I put my hand on her shoulder and asked if she would be alright. 'I dont know,' She says. 'It's all too much. I just want something to help me transition into this easier...' I know i shouldnt; but Gardevior said it was alright. I wrapped my arms around Sweela and pulled her close. She was shocked but let it happen anyway. I looked at her eyes. Same color as they always had been. I gave her a literal peck on her forehead and she was calm. She remembered that before either of us went into a fight, the fighter would be pecked by the one on the sideline. I knew this would spark her memory of ourselfs. We stopped after we evolved and began to develope different fighting styles. Her's was flying around while mine was burning fury. She sighed and said she was ready. I needed her to take us home. I then grabbed the remaining pokeballs from the box and I found something: It was the journal of M the third. I will begin reading it as soon as my entry is finished. Sweela is flying me there, since we got here as a favor from Flygon and he isnt expecting us back for a few days. Gardevior said she will Teleport back there as soon as we got into the sky; That way, if something is going wrong, we'll know what we're up against.
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Side entry
Gardevior teleported back a few seconds after leaving, covered in snow and ice. She was trembeling, claiming something bad was comeing. I picked her up and Sweela carried us both. She said that whatever it was, it was hot and cold at the same time. Im still figureing this out. She's asleep now, too overexerted by whatever it was. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Electrivire's log.
It cold...reely cold. Even ice pokemans say it too cold. Glailee say it colder then snowpont. Oh, it snow heer too. Ice everwear. Hale, Ice, snow; it everywear. We need blase and m back...It too cold now. My pensil is frozen.
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M's log.
I see the mountain. It's capped with snow, all the tree's are frozen solid, the water is solidified, and all the pokemon are either in solid ice or just shivering. Salamance spewed a few flames down at our frozen friends, heating them up. We were about to make our descent, but what I saw was unbelievable. A monster, resembeling a giant groudon made of ice, stood above the trees and was raining down frozen balls of black ice and hail. I could see bursts of sludge, water, psyblasts, beams of light, and balls of shadows all fly at the beast, but they all just bounce off or were frozen solid. While I was supprised by what I saw, I was more supprised by what I didn't see: Fire. Not a bit of it. This made we wonder where Blaze went. Salamance touched down so he wouldnt be hit by the ice. I knew he and flygon shouldnt be here, so I told him to fly off and try and heat up the area. 'While I should follow you to the ends of the earth, I must follow your instructions first. Be safe.' That was what he told me before he zoomed off.
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Blaze's log: same day
Sweela flew us to the mountain and she was impressed by it. 'Wow, it looks cold.' Cold? Why would it be cold or snowing? And what the hell is that thing! It looks like a Groudon made of snow. But the lines on it, the're black. Ice and darkness? It has to be Weavile. I blame M. Swella touched down and there he was: M the 7th himself. He must have looked just like the third in Sweela's eyes because she rushed him so fast, I think he almost fell over. Swella hugged him tightly and chirped. She couldnt speak...thats right. M smiled and acted as if he knew her. She was so happy. But now is not the time for a family reunion. Its time the fix up whatever broke our little piece of paridise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
M and Blaziken looked each other in the eyes. "I though you were in jail." Blaze asked.
"I was, but the cops said if I fix this, I would be able to get our permanent like." M shrugged. "So where have you been?"
"I wanted to retire, went to your great grandfather's home, found an old friend, and came back to save my friends and family." Blaze aproached his master and put his hand on his shoulder. "Just like always?"
"You know it." M smirked and turned towards the ice monster. "Half ice and half dark. You beat it twice with one burning sky uppercut."
Blaze took off in a run, while Gardevior channeled her psychic energy's into him. M got on Sweela and she zoomed into the sky. "Woooohooooooo!" M laughed. "Atta girl!" He stroked her feathers and she flew loops around the beast. "I dont think Salamance can do that!" He roared. Sweela bashed the large monster with a steel wing attack and zoomed out of its reach. It screamed at the bird and man with a sound that sounded like an angel singing and a devil screaming. M looked down the beast's throat and saw what was the cause: It was indeed Weavile, but she was sprawled out on a sheet of ice, sweating heavily. Her stomach was round and her face was flushed.
All around the frozen goliath, Swampert, Sceptile, Electrivire, Gaspar, Rampardos, Gyrados, Gliscor, Yanmega, Mamoswine, Muk, Tangrowth, and Xatu were pelting the beast with whatever they could muster. Shots fired and friends were frozen. Otto and Glalie were frozen, Snorlax was unconsious and everybody else was about to go down in flames. Steelix was stuck inside the monolith too. Swampert hit the ground, breathing heavily. "Its over...Pack it in boys."
"Not yet fish face!" Blaze leapt straight over the line of guardians and delivered a kick made of flames. Steam burst out of the monster's face and it screamed. He landed on the ground and looked at his friends. "I always have to make an entrance." Of course there was much rejoicing by the guys. "Alright, before that thing vomits another blizard at us, tell me everything I need to know."
"It dosen't take damage from bludgening." Swampert said.
"Or blades." Sceptile added.
"or Electricity."
"Or Psychic energy."
"Or ghost moves."
"or poison."
"or bugs."
"Or lazors!"
Blaze nodded. "So flames are what we need. Where's otto?" Everybody pointed to the frozen monkey. "Ah...I see...Well we can't let that stop us. Let's do this!" He pointed his fist up, hopeing it would catch ablaze. It didn't. It actualy let out a bit of steam and that was it. "Oh thats bad. We are old..." He realised, a bit too late. "Our power's are gone..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sweela flew into the forest, landing by a small gated area. "I hope this works." M said to her. M walked inside and closed the gate behind him; Sweela stood outside. M looked around the area. "Hello dad, Grandpa, Greatgrandpa." He looked at all the graves before him. Six graves in a row, one after another. Sitting above each one was a ghost pokemon. A gastly over the first, a haunter over the second, a Duskull over the third, the Duskclops over the fourth, a Dusknoir over the fifth, and a sedinja over the sixth. "Hey boy!" The Haunter floated over. "It got hella cold out here. Turn down the AC."
The gastly zoomed around M. "If ember was here, he would of fixed all this snow already."
"I told you number 1, Ember is at the charisific valley to relax for the summer. And this isnt my fault...not exactly." M began to explain everything from the experimentation to the giant he saw. "Any advice?"
The six ghosts blinked. "Well...thats not what I expected." The sedinja said. "So what was that part about jail?"
"Dad...Not importaint now. What is importaint that I need your help."
"Well what can we do? We're dead." Duskull said.
"What I want you all to do is channel your energy's into Blaze. Especialy you Great grandpa. He belonged to you first."
The duskull looked supprised. "Blaze...he is alive? But...he must be 60-something..." The duskull turned into a ghost of M the third, who resembeled M the seventh but with white hair and a headband.
"Anything for that old fire type." The fourth, fifth, and sixth turned into aperitions of themselfs. The first and second turned away.
"Why should we waste our power on him. I would waste it on Ember and nobody else." The gastly said. "You bring me Ember, and I'll give half to him and half to that chicken of yours. What say you son?" The gastly turned to the Haunter.
"I agree. Half and half is fair." The Haunter looked at M the 7th. "Go call him."
M7 sighed and walked out of the graveyard, followed by M3-6. "Go to the monster." He climbed on Sweela. She didnt take off. She just looked at the ghost of M3.
"No way...But...I though you were dead."
"I was. Actualy, we all were. But we learned a long time ago that if we embody a ghost pokemon after we die, we can have hold a solid shape. We never leave the graveyard though; it would be too frightening for our previous pokemon to be see us.
"I see..." Sweela was saddened by her master's death but decided to shake it off and fly her new master and her old master to see the large ice beheamoth. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Blaze was under the large monster's hand, struggeling to get out. Everybody else was frozen of unconsious. "Do your worst!" He screamed and the beast lifted him into the air and smashed him into the ground.
Sweela zoomed overhead. "And not a moment too soon! Go!" The four ghost's dove into blaze, causeing him to glow. Suddenly, he stood up. His fur was short, his eyes were fierce and the flames from his hands were outrageous. The ground around him turned back into green grass and the ice around his friends evaporated in seconds. They shook it off and looked up. Blaze looked as young and powerful as he did fourty years ago. He zoomed through the sky with his flames and shot balls of fire at the monster.
It screamed like banshee and began to melt. Weavile was inside and she was crying. "Blaze...help me. I can't move..and its so hot. Get Gaspar..."
Blaze nodded, and looked at Gaspar. In five voices, he said. "Your lady needs you. Get in there before the monster reforms. We will take care of the rest." He looked up. A charizard, brimming the same energy as Blaze flew next to him.
"Hello there my friend. I see you need a bit of help with this frozen witch." The two fire types nodded and shot bursts and streams of fire at the beast, which was rapidly regenerateing from Weavile. Every time she screamed, a blizard began to repair the monster.
Hours pasts, flames burned, ice melted, and Weavile was pushed to her limits. At one point, she passed out, causeing the beast to disintigrate. Gaspar floated towards her, scooping her up in his arms. Weavile was sweating horribly, overheated, and crying. "It's here..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gaspar's log July 30th
It happened...Weavile gave became the first pokemon in all histoy to have given a live birth. My own daughter...she's beautiful. She looks like an angel. Like a little angel with blue skin and pink hair. Of course, she looks like her mother. What's interesting is that our little girl, who we have named Mirabelle, has spikes on her elbows and back, kinda like me. She has ghost moves, ice moves, dark moves, but the wierdest is that she has the power of Sky uppercut, Blaze's signature attack. My little Mirabelle might be stronger than both her parents...she might even be a match for Blaze. Although, I have noticed something: Blaze looks alot younger and he moves very swiftly.
A new bird is here too. Sweela is her name. She aparently belonged to M the third but she has been asleep in stasis for a while. She looks young for somebody in their early 70's. What's worse, she want's Blaze as her man. I sense a love triangle. Sweela wants Blaze but he is with Gardevior. Too bad.
M is back in jail again but this time, he's just going to be finishing he sentence. Salamance is living infront of the poice station again, but instead of him being there for M, he's a temporairy member of the police force. Gave the bastart a hat, sash, badge; the whole nine yards. He loves it, of course.
Until my next entry, I'm going to play with my new child.
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Mirabelle was less then a month old but was already showing signs of devolpement. She could speak in english, but she had a small lisp on her, as she only had three teeth. Her claws weren't sharp and her 'feather' had a red diamond shaped print in the middle of it. She was already getting training from Blaziken and Sceptile on sliceing manuvers and agility. She spent most of her time with her parents and with Steelix, for some reason. She claimed that she felt bound to him, like a brother. Steelix said he didnt mind her company. Mirabelle wanted to learn more about her family, not just her parents and mentors. She mostly wanted to learn about M. And because she take too much after her mother, she is very impatient. She took a few things and snuck down the mountain to the town.
Her story begins soon.
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This one took me two weeks. I think I did pretty well in the idea from changeing from journal to current events. Tell me if I did alright or not.
and Please: No comment on my Grammar. I r has bad edumacation.