"Okay, would ya stop talking so fast!?" Ironically, I was doing the same. This would continue for the next for paragraphs. I jerked my magnets as I gestured angrily, not catching every word above the sounds of war and waves.

I It turns out time sped up. Because 'adrenaline.' I didn't even know if that possible in artificial Pokemon like myself, and Davis himself doubted that odd 'humen' chemical. I cursed under my breath, because all these wild Pokemon were all proficient swimmers. If we were to get washed into sea, we'd be screwed. "From what I can piece together; it's a hostage situation. We've got both an outlaw Mudkip and Emolga down there, so it's kinda obvious." Thankfully, most of these wild creatures were scared by the display of electricity arcing from me. I turned around, I see I zapped an entire pool, with Pokemon floating up and incapacitated. "Yeah, I'm also from Birchwood. My name's M-" Thankfully, an unidentified water Pokemon managed to grab onto me, interrupting my sentence as I hooked it's mouth. "Wait a minute... you think!?"

That little remark was directed at both Hex and myself.

So, I did that little tactic again. I aimed for the raging sea that was slowly rising, and steadied three of my magnets towards the water. Seemingly, it just got angrier at us, throwing Pokemon of all types (uh, all [i]water[/i] types). Without another word, I let off another arc; lightning danced through the air, combining with three other arcs as it struck a Kabuto and stray shiny Shellos (from earlier - damn, I feel sorry for that guy). Through their pathetic squeals, I opened my one eye to see zigzags of yellow bouncing through the contrasting mixture of blue and white...

Hm. If this was a real story, this would probably be considered a 'deus ex machina.' Thank you Davis for pointing that out, you twat. Because this isn't a real story, I have to say Spruce and some unfortunate other team mates were caught in the electric field. Oh boy. I slapped (or rather tried to slap) a magnet onto my face at the result.