Freaky Realistic Pokemon

"Watchog! Your turn now!" Lenora throws the red and white ball near the field and appears her Watchog. Watchog. The Lookout Pokemon. In the evolved form of Patrat. They make the patterns on their bodies shine in order to threaten predators. Keen eyesight lets them see in the dark. "Hmm...maybe I can use..." "Go Aurora!" Rosalie screams. "Uh." I smile nervously. "Roserade! Front and center!" My pokeball lands near the ground and reveals my Roserade. "Rose! Roserade!" She twirls in a cerchio gracefully. "Watchog use Low Kick!" "Hog! Watch!" Watchog speeds to Roserade pivoting it's leg to kick....

The young blonde whipped her head around to see me, glaring, then easing up upon recognition.
"Ophelia, darling! How have te been?!" she exclaimed, strutting over to me like a model, flipping her hair. "Dear, what happened to your face?!"
"No time for that! Victina... te have to get out of here! We have to get te out of Canndon!" I detto frantically, but softly, not wanting others to hear the exchange.
"Hm? I don't understand, darling. What do te mean?" she asked, confused.
"Gina... and Misoli... they want the Demon Duo!" I explained, sort of shouting in a whisper. Her eyes widened, narrowed,...

Well, I quit the battle frontier fanfiction cause I started to disagree with it. I will use the same character though, his name is John. This story was supposed to take place after the battle frontier. Hope te enjoy it!

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We stella, star off the story with John walking down a lonely road. Up ahead is the harbor, as well as a large Island seen in the distance. Unbeknownst to John, he was being watched.

"So, why did the basso assign us to a kid. It makes no sense at all." Annie said.

"So? He set us free. The guards never saw that one coming." Oakley said. They were hiding in a tree, Oakley with binoculars....