The Blood Games
Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 12:14 am
There was a brief silence, for once. The leaves on the trees whistled, shifting in the breeze. There was the soft sound of a river, burbling, fed into a lake. The forest was quiet, tranquil. And that was about to change.
Looking from the bars of her cage, the dewgong studied the forest. She was battered and bruised from earlier when she had tried to escape her holding cell, and now she could finally see what was going on. There was a soft hum, filling the air as a voice crackled over loudspeakers embedded in various objects; trees, rocks, plant debris, hidden from eyes.
“Release them. Begin the Games.”
The bars to her cell opened, and the dewgong tumbled out, wincing. Simultaneously, a pidgeot, a nidoking, a beedrill and a ninetales were released, all of them dazed. The dewgong tried to get a bearing on her surrounding, hearing noises from the east as two things took to the sky. Up there and in sight of each other, the two winged pokemon fought, tearing at each other. Inevitably, the beedrill fell to the earth, but the dewgong couldn’t tell what happened from there. She just heard a louder buzz, and then everything grew quiet again.
“Water.” She said to herself. She made her way to the source of the water when a blast of heat hit her. She squeaked in pain and fired a jet of water at her attacker, the ninetales. It shrieked in pain, shaking off its wet fur and radiating heat. However, it quickly found itself frozen, and gave a low howl of anger as the dewgong scrambled away.
Minutes later, she heard heavy thuds and shattering of ice, then a sharp whine of pain, judging from the ninetales. The buzz occurred again. The dewgong continued her mad dash for the water, only to find the nidoking and the pidgeot had teamed up. They whirled on the dewgong, launching attacks. She whined, freezing the bird. The nidoking however grabbed her by the flippers and flung her into a tree, shattering it. She gave a sharp cry of pain, stunned. The now unfrozen pidgeot tore at her with talons, and she tried to retaliate in vain, calling out for family that wouldn’t respond.
The last thing the dewgong would hear was a low buzz, and her last vision would be of the nidoking and pidgeot fighting.
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Watching, men called out numbers, shouting raucously. “All of my money on the nidoking!” One would cry, but he would quickly be drowned out by another man shouting, “No! My fortune! That ninetales! How? The odds were in my favor!” and he would be followed up by cheers of victory as the pidgeot emerged triumphant over the nidoking.
“And the winner is Tarin the Pidgeot! Fora the Ninetales, Tus the Beedrill, and Marvin the Nidoking were Eliminated, and Aurora the Dewgong was Annihilated. Bets for the next skirmish occur within the hour, and stay tuned for the Blood Games Special: The Blood Match!” The voices continued shouting, some in victory, some in defeat. While this happened, other people placed bets and initiated trades for pokemon, arguing over values. And furthermore, more and more pokemon were captured and brought for the Blood Games.
Once more, silence fell upon the arena as the Eliminated were collected, still alive, barely. As for the Annihilated? They burned the body to ashes, carelessly tossing the dewgong's body into flames.
((The beginning post is never important...And I'm tired....*desperately justifies the crap post. D:*))
Looking from the bars of her cage, the dewgong studied the forest. She was battered and bruised from earlier when she had tried to escape her holding cell, and now she could finally see what was going on. There was a soft hum, filling the air as a voice crackled over loudspeakers embedded in various objects; trees, rocks, plant debris, hidden from eyes.
“Release them. Begin the Games.”
The bars to her cell opened, and the dewgong tumbled out, wincing. Simultaneously, a pidgeot, a nidoking, a beedrill and a ninetales were released, all of them dazed. The dewgong tried to get a bearing on her surrounding, hearing noises from the east as two things took to the sky. Up there and in sight of each other, the two winged pokemon fought, tearing at each other. Inevitably, the beedrill fell to the earth, but the dewgong couldn’t tell what happened from there. She just heard a louder buzz, and then everything grew quiet again.
“Water.” She said to herself. She made her way to the source of the water when a blast of heat hit her. She squeaked in pain and fired a jet of water at her attacker, the ninetales. It shrieked in pain, shaking off its wet fur and radiating heat. However, it quickly found itself frozen, and gave a low howl of anger as the dewgong scrambled away.
Minutes later, she heard heavy thuds and shattering of ice, then a sharp whine of pain, judging from the ninetales. The buzz occurred again. The dewgong continued her mad dash for the water, only to find the nidoking and the pidgeot had teamed up. They whirled on the dewgong, launching attacks. She whined, freezing the bird. The nidoking however grabbed her by the flippers and flung her into a tree, shattering it. She gave a sharp cry of pain, stunned. The now unfrozen pidgeot tore at her with talons, and she tried to retaliate in vain, calling out for family that wouldn’t respond.
The last thing the dewgong would hear was a low buzz, and her last vision would be of the nidoking and pidgeot fighting.
---
Watching, men called out numbers, shouting raucously. “All of my money on the nidoking!” One would cry, but he would quickly be drowned out by another man shouting, “No! My fortune! That ninetales! How? The odds were in my favor!” and he would be followed up by cheers of victory as the pidgeot emerged triumphant over the nidoking.
“And the winner is Tarin the Pidgeot! Fora the Ninetales, Tus the Beedrill, and Marvin the Nidoking were Eliminated, and Aurora the Dewgong was Annihilated. Bets for the next skirmish occur within the hour, and stay tuned for the Blood Games Special: The Blood Match!” The voices continued shouting, some in victory, some in defeat. While this happened, other people placed bets and initiated trades for pokemon, arguing over values. And furthermore, more and more pokemon were captured and brought for the Blood Games.
Once more, silence fell upon the arena as the Eliminated were collected, still alive, barely. As for the Annihilated? They burned the body to ashes, carelessly tossing the dewgong's body into flames.
((The beginning post is never important...And I'm tired....*desperately justifies the crap post. D:*))