The ABANDONED Team

Since the last hour all Tyrone had been doing is sitting on the deck. He had been wanting to go inside the ship, he really had, but with the unfamiliar setting and vast ocean surrounding the boat on all sides he doubted he would get very far. There was bound to be infected and undead hiding in every corner- much to his dismay. With a sigh the Bagon stood up, pacing around the ship's deck for the fifty-seventh time. This was frustrating.

As he paced along the broken wooden floorboards, he heard a noise. Perking up and body tense, he looked around to see nothing but the same abandoned ship and deep blue waters around it. "Wh-who's there?" he called, body ready to run or fight. No response. "H-hello?" this time Tyrone's calls were met with snarls and roars. Ah shit. Looks like there were infected after all.

The sound of disoriented footsteps reached the deck and the sounds revealed itself to be a undead Electrike. There was blood splattered all over it's body, it's eyes glowing a sharp red with intestines and organs hanging from it's maw. Must've had a feast recently. As the mutilated canine began to approach the Bagon he let out a short ember. "Stay away!" he shouted, getting ready to use a Dragon Rush. He never fought an infected before, nevertheless alone.

The soft morning breeze whipped in Torch's face as felt her wings bring her and Kippy up in the sky, Kippy - now his final evolution, rather than a Mudkip - was smiling as happily as the final evolution of Torch was flying free, high up in the sky. There was no harm in the world, nothing to stop them, just them two; being free from the grips of the Earth. The sunlight was not too weak, but not too strong, it was the perfect temperature really. As Torch flapped her wings, Kippy gave his timid smile - he never like loud noises. The fire-bird glanced at Kippy, who hung from her claws, every now and then, giving a faint red blush everytime she gazed in his eyes.
One more flap, that was when Kippy finally spoke up, "T-Torch..." He stuttered, Torch glanced down at the 'Swampert', giving her uncommon soft smile, "Yes Kippy?"
The 'Swampert' gave a small red blush, glancing back and forth between his legs and Torch, as if embarrassed. The fire-bird knew this moment, it was when they would confess their undying love for each other! "Torch... I-I l-"

Creecking was heard as the Hoenn starter fluttered open her eyes, blur, was everything at first, but it soon sharpened as time quickly flew past. The features of the dirty, dull floorboards' textures, the many cobwebs and broken windows that hung at the side, the place reminded the starter of a ship.
Torch slowly stood on her claws, dizziness and confusion overwhealmed her, what happened to that flashback she just had? The Torchic glanced down at herself, noticing that the features were still of just a feeble Torchic. She felt her heart stop for a moment, but then regained what had just happened, It was simply a dream... The Torchic surpressed a sigh, how much she wished it was frankly real.

She glanced at her sides, noticing Kippy fully blacked out. The Mudkip looked peaceful, despite the dull background and the mess they went through recently.
Torch fully regained of what happened earlier; Huge-ass bird Pokemon swooped at them, tried the two to its nest, Kippy and Torch were able to escape... And then this dump. Really, just really, it was frankly idiotic.

The Mudkip beside her groaned, Torch reacting to it, her guard immediately up, heart pounding against her chest. Kippy woke up the same Torch did; just stayed on the floorboards, and after a while, just stood on the feet slowly. The Water-type gave a questioning glance at Torch, as if wondering who the hell she was, but like the Torchic, he remembered everything quickly.

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Kippy scratched the back of his head with his blue paw as he inspected his surroundings, strange, they ended up in a boat rather than the open sea. It was pure, dumb luck how lucky they were to land on this rather than drowning in the sea (Well Water-types can drown too if they forget to swim!... That's what Kippy assumes). The Mudkip glanced at his partner; Torch, who just simply gave a blank look as her pupils moved about in her eyes, looking at the ship.

Indeed, the ship was quite magnificent, totally, wrecked floorboards, broken glass, cobwebs, oh look, rotten food! This deserves absolute five-stars!... Not. Kippy wasn't all that amused at where they landed, but it was better than dying unconsciously. The Hoenn Starter felt that this ship had more than expected though, maybe Undead...? He gave a shiver, he didn't want to go through that!

"C-can't we just leave Torch? This place gives me the creeps!" Kippy exclaimed as he just focused his attention on the Torchic, he didn't want to spot pairs of eyes in the darkness if he looked around. Torch gave a grin as she gave a determined look at Kippy, "Are you kidding me? This is magnificent! We could loot some stuff, and maybe we could train a bit, remember? Whoever evolves first is the winner!" The Mudkip gulped, he regretted taking that deal back when they were still in the lab as starter Pokemon, but he couldn't help it, he liked Torch's determination, and her strong will to do things that Kippy considered as a 'Suicide'.
Before the Mudkip could give his reply, a shout for help came up, "Stay away!" Kippy jumped, his glasses that was stuck up on his head dropped down to cover his eyes. Torch gave a loud gasp, her bravery seemed far from Kippy's as well, "Let's go help him!" The Hoenn starter felt his jaw drop, "What if it's just the undead playing with us?! A-and how do you even know it's a g-guy?!"

Too late, the Torchic already hopped up the steps, leaving the Mudkip no choice, but to follow her. As Kip hopped up after Torch, she heard her already shouting, "Don't worry Bagon! I got this!" He felt warmth immediately come up from above, fire crackling. The sound made Kippy go up even faster. As he reached the top of the steps, he noticed off to the side was a Bagon with a couple of scars on his face and Torch being in front of Kippy's view... And in front of Torch, was an Undead Electrike.

The Mudkip felt shivers up his spine, letting a squeak escape him. The squeak did not come from the sight of the undead, but rather how the Torchic's attack barely affected the undead!
The Electrike replied with a low growl, annoyed, diverting its attention to Torch. Kippy felt like he should do something to protect her! But he just simply froze in his place, awaiting the dooms to happen...

(Ooc: Long post is long yes? Lol <3)

Tyrone just simply didn't know what to do. With all that training his mother and father gave him, he had never went against a true foe. All those practice fights with his father were not life-or-death situations like this. Definitely not. Well with the exception of those damned Fearows but that didn't count- he couldn't fight them even if he wanted to. Then suddenly another voice was heard, rushing to his aid. "Don't worry Bagon! I got this!"

A Torchic appeared and used an Ember on the undead, but it barely affected it. Behind the fire-starter was another living, a Mudkip. Tyrone definitely didn't expect living to be on this boat. Not at all. Tyrone clenched his teeth, the Electrike had roared again and had decided to charge at him. His eyes widened in surprise as he barely dodged the attack, the canine slamming into a wall.

"Well... Here goes nothing..." Tyrone murmured. His head crest began to glow a fierce blue as his body was enveloped with a lighter hue. He began to charge at the undead, and hit it directly on it's side with the Dragon Rush, knocking it back. However, it wasn't enough to stop the Pokemon as it got back up, ready to fight again.

Torch was surprised as the Electrike directed its attention back at the Bagon, charging at him. Thank Arceus the Bagon dodged right on time, though the Torchic felt something spark in her, clenching her teeth, letting her brows making her face looked as if she was annoyed just by the Electrike's change of attention. She surpressed her anger, letting it drift away as she glanced off to the side where the Bagon was, who simply let his head crest glow a bright blue. Was it the Torchic's imagination? Or was that Bagon... glowing? She shook that off, the Dragon-type charged at the Electrike, knocking it down... But it got back up, ready to fight again.

The Hoenn Starter threw daggers at the Electric-type, who still paid absolutely no fucking attention to her. Torch just rushed into the battle, raking the Electrike's face out of sheer annoyance, "Look you stupid bitch, I may be weak, but I'll keep fucking annoying you if you don't fight me like a real Pokemon!" The Torchic spat, she felt triumph as the scratch on the Electrike's cheeck was deep enough to make the bastard bleed. As the blood made crawled down the Electric-type's cheek, the Undead gave a low growl at the Fire-type, now, officially, annoyed.

Batting its paws at Torch, the Torchic barely dodged the sharp claws, hoping over to the Bagon's side, "You there, Bagon, how about we, as in, you, me, and Kippy - the Mudkip hanging over there - just take down this bastard with one swift attack? Just going one by one won't help." She gave her determined face, which really had planted itself there since the beginning, but this time, the determination seemed to leak out of her.

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Kippy gave sharp gasps at the battle went on. It sure was intimidating, a Bagon glowing blue and hitting the Eletrike, Torch suddenly exploded in annoyance and scratched the Undead... The Mudkip had no place here, but he still stayed. He needed Torch every where he goes, everywhere she goes - he must follow.
The Torchic muttered something to the Bagon, determination seemed to be coming from her. The Hoenn Starter felt his stomach churn, he had no idea what she was planning, and he was afraid it might be the 'Suicide'. This time, it included him. He could tell as Torch threw glances at the Mudkip from time to time.

He rushed over to Torch's side, wanting to know the 'Suicide' plan. The Electrike was ready to headbutt the trio, Kippy making his questions quick, "H-hey! What's the p-plan?" Anxiety and nervousness chewed him up, he felt like he was going to get hit with an enormous impact any second, "And what's your name Bagon?"

The Breloom didn't know what was going on.

Liselotte knew that she was on a ship with her trainer and many others, finally being forced to leave her hometown in Hoenn as the infection got nowhere but worse. She knew they were going to attempt to find a safe haven for them all. However, only a few minutes after the ship departed, Liselotte felt a tremor, followed by violent rocking that caused her to tumble around in her pokeball. Next thing she knew, there was no gravity; more precisely, she was falling, off of the ship, and onto the old, abandoned one left to rot that was nearby.

The Breloom hit her head when the pokeball first hit the ship's cabin. She clutched her head, mumbling an 'ow', but also becoming quickly dizzy since the first hit caused her ball to begin spinning haphazardly. The second time she landed, which was on the deck, the ball broke and got stuck into the floorboards. When the red and white pokeball broke, Liselotte was ejected. Stumbling out and landing on her bum, she stared, dumbfounded, at the broken pokeball before her. What had just happened? Had her owner released her? Liselotte didn't have much time to think about it.

"Well... here goes nothing..."

"You there, Bagon, how about we, as in, you, me, and Kippy - the Mudkip hanging over there - just take down this bastard with one swift attack? Just going one by one won't help."

"H-hey! What's the p-plan? And what's your name, Bagon?"

Liselotte staggered onto her clawed feet and turned around, alarmed. The mushroom pokemon was heavily confused, and the fact that there were pokemon voices [healthy-sounding pokemon, she noted] on a ship that appeared to have been unused for a very long period of time -- such long, in fact, that a couple of the floorboards were rotting away -- confused her further. Liselotte opened her mouth to ask a question, when the Bagon tackled another figure. The creature stood back up once more, unfazed. The Electrike's red eyes, bloody jaws, and hanging entrails from its teeth sent a shiver down Liselotte's spine. Ew.

"Um, I know I just got here, but do you want help?" she asked. Well, either way, whether they said 'yes' or 'no', she would jump into the fight anyway. She was just told it was polite to ask first. She stared at the Torchic and Mudkip beside the Bagon, the former scuttling forward and scratching the Electrike's face, successfully garnering its attention. She focused her attention to the Mudkip instead. He looked young, and so did the Torchic. "Well?"


[OOC: I'm going to color-code all the dialogue text in my posts for Abandoned. That way, hopefully my posts are easier to read and distinguish who is talking, yada yada. xD]

Home. That's where she wanted to go. She wanted to seek revenge for what Virgilio did to her family. Shewanted him fucking dead, and the raft was the only way back. As she was building the raft, the thin Scrafty thought back to times with her family. Happy times. She smiled and it brought a tear to her eye.

Suddenly, she heard voices. None of them seemed to be like the moans of the undead. Amy left her post at the raft, the first time she's done so in a week, and ran up to the deck. From far away, she could see four living, and an undead. Looked like they were having trouble.

With a running start, Amy leaped into the air, and came down screaming, unleashing her Hi Jump Kick move on the dead bastard. She looked at the four and said, "Looks like you guys need help."

The Torchic had gone and scratched the Electrike on the cheek, causing it to bleed. "You there, Bagon, how about we, as in, you, me, and Kippy - the Mudkip hanging over there - just take down this bastard with one swift attack? Just going one by one won't help." Tyrone smiled. He liked the sound of that. "Sure." he replied, looking to the Mudkip. "H-hey! What's the p-plan? And what's your name Bagon?" The Bagon flexed his hands, ready to fight. "I'm Tyrone! We've decided we're all going to hit the undead with an attack together." he explained.

Suddenly a Breloom appeared, offering it's help. "Um, I know I just got here, but do you want help? Well?" He beamed. "The more the merrier!" Tyrone exclaimed. He had never thought he was going to find other living here, nevertheless three. Then suddenly there was screaming, a blue of orange and yellow came upon the undead with a strong Hi Jump Kick. "Looks like you guys need help." the newcomer said. More living! Was Arceus shining down on him?

Tyrone nodded. "Yes please!" he hummed. "We're all going to launch an attack at the Electrike together, yes?" the Bagon stated. Fire flared at his mouth. "Ready?"

"Sure." Torch nodded at the Bagon's reply, Kippy staggering, asking the Dragon-type for his name, in which, the Hoenn native happily replied to despite the situation they're in, "I'm Tyrone! We've decided we're all going to hit the undead with an attack together." The Fire-type kept note of his name, Tyrone sounded much more better, better than Torch, well that's because the Torchic simply nicknamed herself that, she also gave Kippy his name. Maybe she'll ask him for advice on names later.
"Um, I know I just got here, but do you want help?" A voice broke off the Torchic's thoughts, leaving her dumbfounded on how a Breloom got here. Another Hoenn native, spectacular! Torch was fully familiar with Pokemon of her region, even some of the Pokemon from other regions, like Oddish, due its commonness.

"Well?" The Breloom asked once again, focusing her attention on Kippy. The Torchic felt anger boiling up inside of her, the more Pokemon there are, the less experience she'll get! Which means farther from her goal of evolution! Before Torch could perk up, Tyrone broke in, saying opposite of how the Fire-type was feeling, "The more the merrier!" The Hoenn Starter huffed, "Well... Anything to take down this stupid ass undead." She threw daggers at the Electrike, which is stupidly just minding the scratch the Torchic gave earlier.

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The Mudkip felt awkward for having the magical Breloom focusing on him, but was glad Tyrone answered the Mushroom Pokemon's question for him. Kippy simply nodded along, "Yes, yes, more the merrier~" He glanced at Torch through his black sunglasses, feeling some negative feeling from the bird. Kippy felt like it was a bad idea to get more company, especially since it was always those two, and the fact that someone was offering them help. Nonetheless, the situation always get worse.

"Looks like you guys need help." It was a voice, a Pokemon came flying down, hitting the Eletrike with a Hi-Jump Kick, still not enough, but bought more time for introductions. She didn't look from their region, wow, ruined the team, but Kippy was chill with that, though it saddened him how it wasn't an all-Hoenn native team.
"We're all going to launch an attack at the Electrike together, yes?" the Bagon stated. Fire flared at his mouth. "Ready?"

Kippy felt his heart skip a beat, Already?! He and Torch exchanged a glance, the Torchic still seemed negative, but determination flared in her - literally. She readied an Ember, which formed in her beak. The Mudkip sighed, readying a Water Gun, "Ready as I'll ever be..."
Torch simply felt pumped, "Let's do this!"

"The more, the merrier!"

"Well... Anything to take down this stupid ass undead."

"Yes, yes, the more the merrier~"

Liselotte smiled, and dusted herself off a bit, although there wasn't that much dust, and straightened the Expert Belt on her wrist, making sure it wouldn't get in the way. It looked like the Bagon, Torchic, and Mudkip all accepted her help. Well, thank goodness. She was sort of nervous considering the situation and all.

Liselotte readied herself for a fight with the Electrike along the other three pokemon... When suddenly a weird orange pokemon comes out of nowhere and kicks the Undead in the face! The Breloom jumped in surprise, and stared at the newcomer with wide eyes. Woah. She had never seen this kind of pokemon before, from where she was born and raised. Well, sort of. She saw one or two in the fighting ring before, and more, lighter yellow ones that looked kind of like the newcomer, but she had never fought one, and never heard what they were called.

Well, either way, the thing just landed a good kick to the Electrike's face. Liselotte frowned. That was uncalled for! She wanted to kick the Electrike's butt to the Distortion World and back along with the three other Hoenn natives. Well, she supposed she had to be grateful. The newcomer seemed stronger than the Bagon, Mudkip, and Torchic.

"We're all going to launch an attack at the Electrike together, yes? Ready?" Liselotte heard the Bagon say. With a soft sigh, she stretched her arms, readying a Force Palm. A small ball of swirling energy gathered at her claws, and she looked at the Bagon with a nod to show she was good to go. Liselotte also noted that she should ask for the others' names after this...

Amy was ready to fight. The Bagon had accepted her help, the Torchic and Mudkip were okay with her, but there was something a bit off about the Breloom. She was startled by her enterance, was a bit over the edge...

"We're all going to launch an attack at the Electrike together, yes? Ready?" Amy breathed in, readying a Brick Break attack to the Electrike. She smirked. "Whenever you're ready!"

(OoC: Sorry if I wrecked the all-Hoenn theme...)

"Ready as I'll ever be... Let's do this!" "We're all going to launch an attack at the Electrike together, yes? Ready?" "Whenever you're ready!" Tyrone couldn't help but give a large grin. "Go!" he shouted, letting the flames burst from his jaws and onto the undead. They would kill this son of a bitch, but he dearly hoped his fire wouldn't burn the ship down.

Tyrone wondered. After this undead has been killed, what would happen? Where did all of these living come from anyways? Would they get along? He hoped so. In times like these he would hate to make enemies, he never liked making enemies at all.

[OOC: Oh, no, it's fine! We never intended it to be complete Hoenn. xD]

Torch gave a nod of approval as everyone jumped in, ready to attack the Electrike. "Go!" Tyrone exclaimed, the Torchic jumped at first, firing her Ember quickly. She glanced over at the others, Tyrone also threw a flaming attack at the Electric Undead, though Torch had no idea what it was. The Hoenn-Starter began to focus her attention on her partner; Kippy. Who seemed to be forcing the Water Gun out of him, the Fire-type frowned for her friend, was something going on with him? Nonetheless she continued to aim her attack at the Undead, which was now moaning in pain. Kay, that's lovely.
The Attack felt like it was going on forever, Torch was half-worried they may burn down the ship with them but she shouldn't think so hard on that.

Though the Torchic wondered that if she were to go on a killing spree, would she evolve? Would Kippy evolve before her? With her? After her? It would leave him heartbroken if he were to evolve way after her. She didn't mind if he were to evolve before her, he deserved it, hell, he was actually forcing himself to throw a massive Water Gun at the Undead!
Torch felt proud of her childhood friend, but then again, she always was!

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The Water Gun was powerful, but Kippy had to strain himself to do so. The Mudkip felt some sweat drop from his forehead, but it hasn't even been a minute! The Hoenn-starter wanted to be strong, he wanted to prove to Torch that he could be strong and not just the smart-ass around the place. He felt dehydrated as the Water Gun from his mouth sprayed a bit to the side, as if that was access water or something.
If only he had fresh water than shitty salt water, and those poisonous infected ones he smells.


[Ooc: :L Yeah lol, just Torch/Kippy's opinions in the post, if you thought like that because of me. And apologies for being late, busy the past three days.]

Liselotte, seeing as the Bagon and the Torchic both released fire-type moves, faltered a bit. Force Palm was a physical contact kind of move, and she would risk being hit by flames; which was sort of horrible, considering Liselotte herself was a grass type and all. The balls of light faded from her claws, and Liselotte quickly replaced her planned move with another one. Instead of Force Palm, the Breloom decided to use Mega Drain, small lights escaping the Undead and moving to her.

The Undead seemed to quickly fall apart under the joint attack, a fact that brought satisfaction to Liselotte. Out of the corner of her vision, she could see the Mudkip, who seemed to be straining to keep up his water gun. Liselotte frowned a bit, or a somewhat equivalent of it, as her mouth was occupied with sucking out an Undead's energy, becoming concerned for the young water-type. However, he seemed determined, despite the fact that some water was spewing in haphazard directions, and Liselotte guessed he might not be happy if she interrupted. Still, she kept one eye on him, ready to go help the Mudkip if needed.

Liselotte still kept her main attention on the Electrike. However, she couldn't really see the creature under the assault of fire, water, and grass type moves. Had it finally died for good, yet? Or was the creature still standing? A small, grim expression entered Liselotte's dark-colored eyes. The Virus was such a horrible thing. It forced her to leave her home in the Hoenn mainland, where she used to be happy. The thought reminded her of her new reason to keep on fighting, and, newly determined, Liselotte continued her Mega Drain assault. Being Undead, the Electrike didn't have much energy to offer Liselotte, but the move still drained them, all the same. The Breloom just wanted all the infected and undead gone. Every last one of them.

"Go!" The Bagon launched some kind of a fire attack, the Torchic fired an Ember, the Breloom attacked with a Force Palm. The only one struggling to attack was the Mudkip. After the group attacked, Amy looked back at the Mudkip, wondering if it would be alright.

The Breloom was using Mega Drain on the undead. Useless, since it was, you know, undead. Plus, Amy was sure that it was dead before the Mega Drain. She called out to her, "Hey! It's already dead! Don't get carried away!"

The ship creaked as the sounds of voices echoed through the ruin walls. At the sound of the voices, something stirs in the lower levels of the ship. The sounds of dragging and bumping into something makes the ship ring with the sound of a BAM! As the lower levels stay in darkness a small light is seen.

The small Houndour sat around a small fire she created. Her face was covered by the Totodile skull of her long lost friend. Her eyes revealed sadness and madness. A strange combo for most pokemon, but for this hound it was normal. Her eyes led the flames as the sadness over took the madness and her eyes started to water, but she made no move to wipe them away or to hide them. She just stared at the flames as tears stained her already ruin fur.

They had attacked the undead at once, two Embers, one Water Gun, a Mega Drain, and well... The Scrafty seemed to have a Brick Break ready. With all these attacks at once, it was already overkill. Tyrone's fire died down as he saw the completely, 100% dead body of the canine, burnt and waterlogged. He grinned, jumping. "Yeah! We did it! And we didn't burn down the ship!" He was glad the ship didn't catch on fire the most, or else they would all be doomed. [The Mudkip seemed a bit weak to put out fires, afterall.]

Suddenly he smelled smoke. Did they set the ship on fire, and not knew they did? Frantically he looked around. "Hey hey, where's that smoke coming from?" he asked worriedly, beginning to rush to the stairs. It was coming from a lower level, and he began to go down.


The sight he found was not a sight he expected to see. In front of him was a fire, but not only a flame, but another living. He had never seen such a hound before, nevertheless one that wore a skull of a... A... Alligator? Crocodile? He didn't know. He squinted at the bright light in the darkness, catching sight of the tears on the Houndour's fur.

"Um, miss, are you alright?" Tyrone asked carefully, he didn't want to upset the foreigner.

Kippy gasped for air as he noted that the electrike canine was fully dead as Tyrone's flame died down, "Yeah! We did it! And we didn't burn down the ship!" Thank Arceus they didn't burn down the ship, now wasn't the time to fall down into infected waters or have the Mudkip strain himself more than he wanted to. As he swayed from side-to-side, Torch immediately caught him, obviously angry, worry was hinted as well. In mind, the Water-type facepawed, realizing that straining himself must have been obvious to the Torchic.

"You idiot! Why did you force yourself? The Electrike would have died even if you didn't strain yourself that much!" The fire-chick said with a stern tone, she didn't want to yell, not at Kippy. He wasn't all that good with yellings or scoldings toward him. She gave a heavy sight afterwards, resting her forehead on the Mudkip's shoulders, "Arceus you left me worried for the last few moments." Well she was actually proud, but then she realized how the water-starter seemed all tired at the end of the attack.

Tyrone immediately dismissed himself at the smell of smoke, heading downstairs to below deck. Kippy gulped as the Torchic rested her head on his shoulder, although she was worried out of her mind, the Mudkip actually felt a tad bit happy. His face felt a bit hot, but nonetheless, he gave a simple timid smile, "Sorry Torch, I just wanted to prove I was strong enough for this..." 'For you...' He added silently in his mind. He glanced over at the dual fighting-types, it mused him how they were both fighting types really. He couldn't really see how they reacted to this little drama fit Torch was throwing about, but really, he didn't mind one bit.



[Ooc: It was tiring keeping only one point of view in a limited number of paragraphs buhhh]

[OOC: @Radiohead97, Liselotte didn't actually use Force Palm on the undead, she was considering it. Please read through more carefully.~
Also, whatever my posts say, they're told from Liselotte's point of view, not the writer's, also sharing her opinions and ways of thinking. So if something sounds offensive, I apologize in advance.]

The Bagon suddenly stopped his attack, as did the Torchic and Mudkip. Liselotte followed, stopping her Mega Drain. She heard the comment the newcomer made about how Mega Drain would be "useless", but she ignored it. Liselotte did whatever she wanted! Pfft. Well, in retrospect, the Undead was an electric-type anyway, so it wouldn't have had much effect whether it was alive or dead. But anything to avoid the fire attacks.

Speaking of the Undead, as soon as the last traces of fire and water disappeared, Liselotte saw its body, simultaneously burned and drenching wet. "Yeah! We did it! And we didn't burn down the ship," she heard the Bagon say. She assumed it was completely dead, for good going by the Bagon's statement, but kept aware of it, just in case it decided to pull a sneak attack. A leftover habit from her days as a fighter pokemon, she supposed. Sometimes, her enemy would fake defeat, only to jump up in a sneak attack. Yeah, those times sucked. But Liselotte learned from it.

The Breloom glanced once more at the orange pokemon, whose species name escaped her at the moment, but figured she was okay. After all, she didn't get a chance to join the fight, and she looked stronger than Liselotte herself, the Bagon, or the two Hoenn starters. Instead, she focused her attention on the Torchic and Mudkip duo, folding in her arms as she hopped over to them.

The Torchic seemed to be scolding her companion when the Breloom hopped over. "You idiot! Why did you force yourself? The Electrike would have died even if you didn't strain yourself that much! Arceus, you left me worried for the last few moments," she yelled at her water-type companion. Liselotte frowned a bit and tilted her head; so the Mudkip really was straining himself. "Sorry Torch, I just wanted to prove I was strong enough for this..."

"Hey, uh, nice fight," Liselotte said, feeling awkward. She was never really the most social type of pokemon there was. The Breloom never really had many chances to socialize with others, and usually stayed alone, anyway. "You look tired out. My name is Liselotte, and I'm from the southern part of Hoenn. It's nice to meet you. What are your guys's names?"

(OoC: Didn't catch that the first time, Verdzi.)

The electric type was definitely dead. The Bagon was happy that they killed it without burning the ship down. The Torchic was worried about the Mudkip straining himself. But hey, he put forth a good fight. The Breloom was first to introduce herself since Amy came. "You look tired out. My name is Liselotte, and I'm from the southern part of Hoenn. It's nice to meet you. What are your guys's names?"

Amy turned back to face Liselotte. "Nice to meet you. I'm Amy." She wasn't sure where she was from entirely. She's practically been all around Hoenn. She saw that the Bagon was going below deck. She was thinking about whether or not to follow him, but chose to stay on deck. I'm sure he'll ask for help when the time comes."She thought.

(OoC: Sorry, short post. Gotta get ready for school.)

The fire crackled and the ship moaned as the Houndour sat in front of the fire. As she watched the flames danced someone spoke, "Um, miss, are you alright?" She turned her head and found a scar faced Bagon. She backed up and the fire roared. Once her back was against the wall, Keres appeared next to the Bagon, but the Houndour was the only one able to see the demon.

Keres grinned and vanished. The hound started to convulse and fell on the ground. She made a crooking sound as she convulsed on the ground. She closed her eyes tightly and they started to glow as she shot her eyes open. They were a deep purple, instead of the rich brown they normally were. The sadness had vanished from her eyes and the now deep purple eyes were filled with nothing but madness.

She grinned at the Bagon and her eyes raged with madness. What can I do for you Bagon? The hound asked in a strange tone. She grinned at the Bagon and the Totodile skull rattled. Almost as if warning the dragon type to run. Something was off with the hound, but only the hound knew what was wrong. I am Keres, or as i'm more commonly know, Hellfire. The skull rattled some more and almost as if it were a dream, fell off the hounds head and revealed the long gash on Keres' head.

Keres snickered as she looked at the skull. I see your still trying to fight me Hellfire. The gash was more of a scar, but what the Bagon could see, the bone that was supposed to be on the head of the Houndour, was gone and had left a deep scar on Keres' head. She snickered and placed the skull back on her head. Once the skull was back on her head, she fell to the ground and started making choking sounds again. Her eyes changed from deep purple, back to the rich brown they once were. Hellfire looked at the Bagon with nothing but fear and madness. Go away. I'll only cause you problems. She'll try and break my defenses and kill you if you don't. So just leave me! Hellfire was not about to let Keres take over and kill another living.

(Alright, so you guys know, Keres is the demon and she talks in dark red and has the deep purple eye color. While Hellfire is the real pokemon and talks in violet. Her eye color is a rich brown)

"Hey, uh, nice fight," The Breloom commented, Torch took her head off Kippy's shoulder, the Mudkip feeling relief as the Grass/fighting dual-type diverted his partner's attention. "You look tired out. My name is Liselotte, and I'm from the southern part of Hoenn. It's nice to meet you. What are your guys's names?" Kippy was about to speak, but said nothing as he immediately closed his mouth, fixing his sunglasses to be put in front of his eyes rather than laying on his forehead. "Oh! We're from southern Hoenn too! Littleroot to be exact. I'm Torch," The Fire-chick perked up, she motioned her head toward her water-partner, "He's Kippy. Don't mind him, he's a bit shy."
The Mudkip felt annoyance well up inside of him, but said nothing. It was true he was shy. He gave a slight nod of agreement to the Torchic's statement.

The Scraggy introduced herself as Amy, though the Torchic frankly didn't care about the 'Nice to meet you' part. It was never nice to meet others in her perspective. The only thing that was nice to meet, was Kippy. That was it. She frowned, however, feeling that the Bagon took too long. "I'm gonna check up on Tyrone. He's the Bagon. If anything happens, I'll signal," The Torchic was off already, toward downstairs below deck. Kippy felt his heart drop as his childhood friend ran off. It was unusual that they would be separate, but he shook his head, he shouldn't be clinging onto Torch all the time. As he glanced at the group, he gave an awkward smile, "So what now? We can't go down there. Yet..."

When Torch finally saw the Bagon's familiar figure, she gave a sigh of relief, "Whew, Tyrone, everyone's worried! Get your fat butt back up on deck!"
"Go away. I'll only cause you problems. She'll try and break my defenses and kill you if you don't. So just leave me!" The Torchic just blinked, feeling a blank face come onto her. This was... Pretty stupid sounding actually. She frowned at the Houndour that was the owner of the voice, cocking her head off to the side with a questioning look, "Ummm... Well bro, I don't think now's the time to play Hero games..."

Hero Games equaled the game Torch and Kippy always used to play. It was like, roleplaying, they would pretend to be something they were not, it was like a stage for them, and the audience...

Was no one.

"Oh! We're from southern Hoenn too! Littleroot to be exact. I'm Torch, he's Kippy. Don't mind him, he's a bit shy."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Amy."

Liselotte nodded as she heard their names. They were pretty generic and simple names, especially the Torchic-Mudkip duo, but hey, at least it was easier to remember. The Torchic was pretty talkative, too, even introducing her friend, Kippy, for him. Meanwhile, Kippy was just putting on his swag, with his shades. Those are some cool shades. Liselotte would've wondered if they were Ray-Bans, except for the fact that she doesn't know what Ray-Bans are in the first place. Otherwise, the Mudkip was pretty quiet in comparison to his fire-type counterpart.

Before Liselotte could ask more about them, maybe get to know them more since she was going to be stuck with them on this abandoned ship anyway, the Torchic suddenly ran off. "I'm gonna check up on Tyrone. He's the Bagon. If anything happens, I'll signal," she chirped, before she went below the deck. Well, at least she knew what the Bagon's name was, now. Then, after a small pause of silence, Kippy actually spoke. The Breloom glanced over at him, the Mudkip smiling at Amy and her awkwardly.

"So what now? We can't go down there. Yet..."

"Why not?" Liselotte asked, with a blink. "We can go down there and explore the ship with Torch and Tyrone, can't we?"

The Torchic and Mudkip introduced themselves as Torch and Kippy. Simple names. Amy would be stupid if she couldn't remember them. She saw Torch go below deck to catch up with the Bagon. "So what now?" Kippy asked, "We can't go down there. Yet..."

"Why not?" Liselotte asked, with a blink. "We can go down there and explore the ship with Torch and Tyrone, can't we?" Amy thought about it and stated her opinion on the subject at hand. "Actually, we don't exactly know how stable the floors are below deck. One of us could fall through and get seriously hurt." Amy was starting to feel a bit dizzy. She sat down and held her head up with one of her arms.

The Bagon had yet to answer her, but another had showed up and spoken, "Ummm... Well bro, I don't think now's the time to play Hero games..." She growled as the Torchic. Who the hell did it think it was? She wasn't playing Hero Games. She was really trueful. This Torchic just had no idea what she was taking about. She growled at the other fire type again. Then the Totodile skull rattled and Hellfire knew that Keres was trying to take control again. She shook her head slightly and the skull stopped rattling.

She looked at the Torchic, then at the Bagon and her ruined fur started to stand on end. She looked around and saw a opening. She took it and bolted passed the Torchic and deeper into the ship. The dragon and fire type could hear the ship moan in the direction the Houndour ran. Tears streamed down the Houndour's face as she ran. She didn't want to cause problems for anyone. Better yet KILL anyone. As she ran, Keres appeared next to her. She smiled, but before she could saw or do anything Hellfire used Crunch on Keres and made her vanish in a load howl of pain and she keep running deeper and deeper into the ship.

"Why not? We can go down there and explore the ship with Torch and Tyrone, can't we?" Liselotte blinked, Kippy bit his lower lip, glancing off to the sides, avoiding all eye contact, though his glasses already did the trick of not showing much of his eyes, "I dunno... Shouldn't we just wait for Tyrone and Torch? They said if they need us they'll signal... Well technically Torch, but yeah, let's just wait till she signals it's safe..." It's not that the Mudkip was worried about Undead roaming the ship, in all truth, he wanted to run down, and protect the Torchic. Though of course, he had no guts to do anything. The Water-type just stared at his paws, if he and Torch could be together forever... "Actually, we don't exactly know how stable the floors are below deck. One of us could fall through and get seriously hurt." Amy added, Kippy cursed silently, breaking his awesome daydream apart.

'Wow, that Houndour sure knows how to flippin' introduce herself,' The Torchic huffed as the Dark/Fire Dual-type ran off into the deeper ends of the ship. She glanced at Tyrone, unsure of his reaction to it due to his weird quietness, though Torch just pushed that away, he must be having a 'derp moment'. Nonetheless, the chick used her claws to inspect the ship, stomping the floor in case it was unstable. Nonetheless, everything seemed perfectly fine, it's as if the ship really was abandoned. "Hey guys!" She called up to the group from downstairs, "It's safe! Get your butts down here!"

Kippy heard Torch's voice, giving an awkward smile to the Hoenn and Unova Pokemon, "Well that's the cue I guess!" He quietly rushed over to Torch's direction, heading down the stairs, the Hoenn-starter wanting to just stay by the Torchic's side for all eternity. It seemed as if his shyness disappears around her, her hot-headedness always makes him laugh inside, and he feels like he'll melt away his shy personality just to be along with her. Kippy felt his face hot, immediately dismissing those thoughts, the fiery chick wouldn't look at him the same way, those thoughts were simply daydreams of his, daydreams he'll keep close. But he'll still focus on being with Torch! As long as he's with her, everything will be handy dandy... Right?