In the same instant, both Bisharp and Malamar lunged forward to attack.  By an imperceptible fraction, the wild pokemon proved itself to be faster, and it lashed its foe with a tentacle shrouded in darkness.  Bernard shouted a command into the mayhem, but Painkiller retaliated so quickly that Olivie wondered if he heeded his trainer's call at all.  Without any regard to the Night Slash that put a slight dent into the side of his helmet-shaped head, Painkiller let loose a metallic screech and launched shards of metal from his bladed ribs into the Malamar, dealing back 150% of the pain delivered to him.  After this brief but furious exchange, Gespenst chimed in as best he could, shelling the wild pokemon with an Energy Ball.  Just like that, the next flurry began, but this time Painkiller took the initiative.  His arm shot forward like a bullet, delivering a steely punch straight to the Malamar's head.  Though clearly in pain from the move, the Overturning pokemon's beak was twisted into a smirk, and Olivie felt as though it had a devious plan in store.  A vortex of purple and black power surrounded it before coalescing into blades just like Painkiller's, then striking.  Bernard muttered darkly under his breath, knowing that Foul Play would turn Painkiller's monstrous attacking ability against him in a hurry.  

If he was doubtful, Olivie knew, then the situation must be dire—though what else was new?  Time to switch gears.  [color=954535]“Sleep Powder!”[/color] she called, and Gespenst obeyed.  The Cacnea swelled before releasing a blast of glittering dust from his flower crown.  It splattered against the Malamar, and for a moment Olivie seized up, thinking that it hadn't taken any effect, but a second later its eyelids began to slip.  It could barely keep itself awake.  Given ample opportunity, Painkiller readied his blade.  Ruthlessly he brought his head crashing down on the Malamar, slicing into its rubbery skin with his blade, and the wild pokemon toppled over.  A black liquid oozed from its egregious wound, and its lights had grown dim, but its writhing revealed that it was still alive.

Bernard heaved a sigh of relief.  [color=3EB489]”Whoa...talk about a close encounter.”[/color]  He shook his head.  [color=3EB489]”If it knew Superpower, we would have been done for.  Nice Sleep Powder.”[/color]  Olivie gave him, and then Gespenst, a self-assured smile.  They hadn't been useless after all.  However, something black and hateful stirred nearby.  Movement at the edge of her vision returned her attention to the Malamar, which had risen into the air.  Its eyes burned, and red energy steamed from its flesh.  While it couldn't be said to have muscles like a human's, they nevertheless bunched up.  Bernard took a step back, aghast.  [color=3EB489]”T-t-that's Superpower!  It must have understood me!  That's crazy, no wild pokemon should be able to...!”[/color]

While his trainer babbled, Painkiller jumped to action.  He threw himself headlong at the Malamar, his bladed head gleaming.  Again, the Overturning pokemon was faster.  It span as if performing a lariat, and its swollen tentacles slammed into the Bisharp with great force.  The sound of rending metal split the air, and Painkiller flew backward.  When the dust cleared, Olivie saw a massive cleft in his left side, and that his left arm was hanging on only by a thin ribbon of steel.  The sight told her everything she needed to know.  [color=954535]”Run!”[/color] she bellowed, the word bursting from her lungs.  Hesitating only to snatch up Gespenst, she beat a hasty retreat, with Bernard right behind.  Painkiller, on his back as the Malamar loomed over him with murder in its eyes, vanished back into his pokeball.  They sprinted back toward town.

[center]-=Pokemon Center=-[/center]

The old man's eyes widened in disbelief at Ella's words.  “Malamar?” he said, the question punctuated by a definite tone of alarm.  “Ya don't mean Ole Nasty, do ya?  By Giratina, what're the odds...don't tell me ya made 'er mad.  She don't have anythin' to do with the nightmares, she keeps to 'erself unless someone crosses 'er.  She's downright brutal in a fight, but she's also got...friends.  Last folks that troubled 'er escaped, came back into town, and vanished the followin' night.  I didn't warn ya 'cause I thought...she hardly never 'pears 'bove ground, durin' the day no less.”[/color]  He rubbed his head, his expression one of great worry.  

[hider=The Benevolent Beauty Turned Boisterous Bruiser]
[b]Current Location:[/b] Stillwater Shore
[b]TP:[/b] 43 + 1 = 44
[b]CP:[/b] 22+ 1 = 23

[b]Be Advised:[/b]
[@Dusksong]
[@LuckyBlackCat]

[b]Pokemon:[/b]
Buck the Bidoof – lvl 3  –  healthy
Gespenst the Cacnea – lvl 4  –  winded
Verrine the Karrablast – lvl 4 – healthy
Bifrons the Nidoran♂ - lvl 2 - healthy
[/hider]