[center][h2][color=skyblue]Tzerah the Luxray[/color][/h2][/center]
[@Shiny Keldeo]


It was so silent, the flying types that had sung in the trees eearlier had left for safer locations and she was far away from the village as to not hear the sounds of it. Before her flash came out, and in her mind he wondered if there even was a chance that he would stop but he did. he told her to tand down, that he had no quarell with her... about a Manetric she had heard about as she was quite updated on all of Flash's crimes. Yet she wasen't afraid of Flash, one might believe so from how she looked... but her fear didn't come from this situation, it came from the memories of her once being just like them... how her old master would beat her up at the thought of even harming a fellow Villain, then also that Flash would harm someone she cared about. She remained stationary, and suddenly Flash prepared to blow her away with a Strong move before she even had the chance to respond. 

She gave him a cold stare, expecting the move to hit her at any second and put her out of commision... yet it was blown away and Spirit soon command her to fight... a command that in her mind struck away all other thoughts like a bowling ball striking away pins. Take care of the grunts... such a simple command, such a simple thought. [color=darkblue]"Yes... master"[/color] she replied, her voice repleid deep, earie, and with a sting of an ancient self. A Cacnea that charged at her would be the first one to fall... it thought it could exploit her lack of focus and the opening she had had for so long... but it shut in an instant and a instant later Tzerah's fangs were locker around it's arm, her fangs glowed with fire and ice... her eyes with such a deep seated anger that she would again seem like an entire other being. 

She let it rip, and a second later threw the cacnea who haden't even grasped what happened before it slammed lifeless toward sa nearby tree. She didn't know if she had killed it or not, and at the very instant she didn't really seem to care. There was no fear left in her, no emotions... no mercy. She was Tzerah, or perhaps she was Storm... the title she had gone by before that had been given to her by her former master in a life that should have been in the past. 

In that moment she created a terrifying circle of death around her... launched from opponent to opponent to strike again and again, enough for some of the more cowardly memebers to flee, their battle lust leaving faster than it had settled in... was it really the same Luxray that had stood there a second ago quivering in their masters presence?... or was it a creature spawned from the deepest of the underworld set to destroy them in a unyielding fearless slaughter that never were seen by those badge wearing opponents they usually fought. [color=darkblue]"Come little lamb, do not cry... Mommy's gona bite ya, until you DIE!"[/color] she sang, pin missiles... hammer arms and other moves swished past her but she was not there to recieve them, and even if she was, it was simply to deliver a quick strike and throw another opponent away to crash towards either an ally or a rock or tree.   

[center][h2][color=black]Milton the Zorua[/color][/h2][/center]

He looked to his friends, as someone tried to calm them all down... quite frankly he understood that not one of the grown up expected anything out of anyone of them. They were just kids best kept away from the fray of any major battle such as this as they could easily get hurt. Yet even if he were slightly chicken about it he was like the others also excited, he didn't quite understand the danger of the situation and when the Rico asked if anyone else was coming a Lulu were going he quickly spun around and leaped up on the roof where she was, he was gona follow Lulu there without thought. [color=Darkslategray]"Course I'm in... this will be epic"[/color] he said as he had no clue of what really was going on over there...