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First Droplets
It was a dark night in the thick forest where the Killer Jell-O entered onto the scene. Dark, wispy clouds blocked out the stars that normally brightly lit the sky, and the moon served as the only source of light through the dense trees that were found in all directions. But if one looked closely, with their eyes squinting and searching for what they were looking for, they may just find a certain Snivy creeping along the leaf infested forest floor. Slenderman Snivy was taking his daily night stroll, wearing his best suit and hat as always. He even took his snazzy walking cane to complete the look. Seeing no potential children out of bed tonight, and ignoring the Pokémon that he knew were watching him. Knowing he would get to them later, Slenderman Snivy took to the trees to look at the forest floor below.
The Killer Jell-O, a notorious Jigglypuff, was bouncing gleefully along the road presented before him when he reached the forest's edge. Chuckling, his gruesome smile grew even bigger as he thought of all the victims he would encounter tonight. Wiping his feet against an uncaring plant as to not leave a trail of blood as he entered, the Killer Jell-O entered the forest, a skip in his step present as he strolled along to his next adventure.
Sitting uncomfortably on an older tree, the bark was painfully digging into his skin, scratching where his suit did not protect him. Slenderman Snivy began to disengage himself from the tree, fully prepared to hop down back into the scene when a medium-sized flock of Hoot-Hoot flew by. They were plainly using their foresight to find their way through the deep forest, the lights from their eyes guiding them, but making them easy targets at the same time. A simple choice, they were to be his next disappearance, and he began to smoothly hop down. But, as he made his way down, he spied another Pokémon walking along right below his feet.
The Killer Jell-O prowled through the dense greenery, waiting for a Pokémon to show itself, if they would even dare. He knew better than to give up, but had already made several justices in the night, and yet he still was eager to make many more. The Jigglypuff smiled in every direction, always on the edge, when he saw an oncoming light from the corner of his eyes. The Killer Jell-O, with his many years of experience, recognized it right away as that of a foresight attack, although it was unknown as to who it belonged. He knew it couldn't hurt him any, and happily skipped without care to where the light shone. Reaching the Hoot-Hoot's final landing-place in a small opening, he concealed himself in a bush near the opening. The Killer Jell-O focused only on his prey, unaware of the danger above.
Frowning at the unfamiliar face, Slenderman Snivy leaped down from the branch he stood on, hoping for a closer look. Slipping on camouflaged moss hanging limply on the branch below, he slickly caught himself and used vine whip to bring himself back up to branch, stepping a single step away from the moss. Looking closer by simply leaning, the Slendersnivy saw a tuft of pink that could belong only to a Jigglypuff, although he could not figure out quite why it was stained slightly red and brown, matted yet still in a perfect puff. Forgetting his previous intentions with these new inquiries, he stood up with surprise as he saw the Killer Jell-O jump hastily out of the bushes with a microphone and a bloody knife. He covered his ears with alarm as he heard a strangely beautiful voice, as if it belonged to someone he had cared for and known all his life. But that wasn't possible, he lacked the ability to care for anyone. Fondly knowing of what was going to happen if he didn't react quickly, Slenderman Snivy quickly climbed as high as he could, barely making it out of the songs reach as he drowsily climbed up the final branch to safety. The Hoot-Hoot, however, were not as lucky.
Gleaming in the sight of his now asleep prey, the Killer Jell-O let out the traditional puff, as the Hoot Hoot had rudely not listened to all of his song. Punishing them for their rudeness, the Killer Jell-O began carving patterns into their faces, blood dripping down the sides of his artwork. They'll appreciate it if they live, he thought to himself. Declaring to himself that this was to be his best murder today, the Killer Jell-O silently celebrated in the traditional manner when a sudden gust of wind blew him aways, the sudden force causing him to drop his knife. The Hoot-Hoot's leader and mother, Noctowl, had returned from her daily night flight, only to see the cruel death of her children upon return. Seething with immediate rage, she went upon her first instinct and sought revenge for the cruelties that had been done to the innocent. Her sweet precious children.
With a sigh, Slenderman Snivy looked up at the clouds, seeking any sort of guidance that could come from up above. Quickly concealing himself within the branches as he saw a small speck appear in the sky, getting bigger with every passing moment, he tried to calculate how close it would come to him. Seeing as he would be discovered and be pursued for a pointless battle, Slenderman Snivy swiftly returned to his original branch, looking down to see what he had missed during his short time in the sky. It seemed that the speck had been a Noctowl, who at the sight of her bloody children, attacked without much warning. She had already blown the balloon Pokémon away with a quick flap to the wings. Slenderman Snivy watched to see how it would play out, but with his keen eyesight knew that the Jigglypuff was now without a weapon. He recalled the Jigglypuff being in ownership of a knife, and took note of how it became lodged in a bush after the gust attack. Watching the Noctowl advance on the Jigglypuff, knowing her intent of kill, the Snivy let loose a razor leaf attack without thinking, cutting into the Noctowl's feathers in the heat of the moment. Unsure of where the attack originated from, the Noctowl stopped her attack in a brief confusion. The Killer Jell-O took this as a chance to regain his inherited property, and tried to pull his knife out of the shrubbery.
The Killer Jell-O tugged desperately at his weapon, Noctowl regaining sight of her target, resuming what she had started and was determined to finish. Taking one final tug before impact, the most important tug of all, the knife came free, causing the Killer Jell-O to come flying backwards. Noctowl, too late to fly out of the way, was hit by the flying Jigglypuff, and his knife sunk through her chest and came free as he spun through the air. Noctowl fell from the impact, landing hard on a jagged stump, left there to die slowly as they all did. Blowing himself up like the balloon Pokémon he was, the Killer Jell-O broke his own fall, letting loose a fearsome chuckle. Brushing himself off, the Killer Jell-O heard a rustle from the trees.
Using his snazzy walking cane as a means of de-elevation, Slenderman Snivy lowered himself onto the freshly finished murder scene. Coming eye to eye with the Killer Jell-O, Slenderman Snivy introduced himself to the killer, calling himself Slendersnivy for short. With a tip of his hat Slenderman Snivy, although not lifting it from his head, he invited the Killer Jell-O to join his party of one. Normally preferring to spend his time in the shadows, waiting patiently until the perfect moment to make his move, the Slendersnivy saw the Jigglypuff as a qualified partner, and a willing one. Why he desired the Jigglypuff to join him, he didn't know. Maybe it was the way his voice echoed through the forest, maybe it was because he would understand, but Slenderman Snivy chose the Killer Jell-O, and knew that even he didn't it would've happened anyway.
Pondering the Snivy's surprise invitation, the Killer Jell-O slowly nodded in a 'yes' fashion. He couldn't figure out why, but he seemed to trust this newly acquainted Pokémon, despite all his years of killing and carving every other Pokémon he had come in contact with. The other thing however, the Killer Jell-O thought to himself, was that which he would never admit to, not even to himself, but to the Snivy it was evident. The Killer Jell-O, a renowned killer-although not well known, had been much too many close calls lately. Still known by only few, as few victims had ever escaped to tell their story, those few were too many. Mistakes were being made as he became more and more confident, and this Snivy, would help him to watch himself. To succeed in his profession. Yes, it was all clear to the Killer Jell-O now. Him and Slenderman Snivy were meant to be partners.
And with that, the freshly formed team headed out into the night, ready for anything, but only expecting blood.