《The Ninth Eeveelution》Geareon
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"Go Geareon!" the man in the grey trenchcoat shouted as he chucked a grey and orange pokeball. It bounced on the rock before opening and releasing blue energy. It formed a quadrupedal entity before exploding, showing off it's details.
It looked like an Umbreon, but wrong and twisted. It's signature yellow gold rings were a bright, glowing orange, and many parts of the it looked fake and metallic. It's entire middle body was an exposed section of rotating gears and pipes.
It almost looked like they skinned an Umbreon and put it on a machine.
And it's eyes... they looked lifeless, with a single color dominating the whole thing, with no iris or pupil.
I shuddered at the sight. My guess? This thing could be an Eeveelution or whatever Ash calls it, but it looks so fake and inorganic that I highly doubt it. I know many machine looking pokemon, but none could compare to this thing.
Pikachu bowed down on his limbs and sparked arks of electricity out of his cheeks.
"We're on our own. We'll need to hold out until Ash and the others get here." he said. I nodded as I put myself in a battle stance.
"Use Flash cannon!"
Geareon jumped up and shot a large beam of energy at Pikachu and I. We jumped to opposite sides and evaded the attack. I used shadow ball and flung it toward the Geareon. Geareon emitted some bright fire things from it's paws and boosted itself back, avoiding it. I think they were some kind of thruster.
This is going to be a tough battle.
"Use gryo ball!"
Geareon rolled into a small ball and spun forward. It suddenly charged toward Pikachu while mid-air, even when Geareon wasn't pushing off of anything. Pikachu was quick to react and sprinted off. Gearon contacted with the ground and turned unnaturally turned direction, chasing him. The steel pokemon was slightly faster than Pikachu, and soon this became obvious. Pikachu resorted to using quick attack multiple times to avoid becoming road kill.
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Meanwhile, I used Psychic and knocked the grey haired man into the wall. I charged a shadowball and hit him point blank with it. The orb sent the man crashing through the arena wall, into the darkness that was the underside of the seats.
With that problem taken care of, I used psychic and attempted to stop Geareon. But Geareon was moving too fast and I could barely lock my sight on it.
Instead, I used psychic and tore apart large chunks of wall and rock, tossing them at it. They crashed against the metal blur, but my efforts only seemed to slow it down.
"Use the chains!" Pikachu shouted, almost out of breath from using so many moves. I grimaced at his words.
"Just led 'em toward me! I can get a lock from there!" I shouted back. Pikachu clearly didn't want to do it, but he had no other choice. He led Geareon near a wall, running on the side of it. Geareon simply smashed through the concrete behind Pikachu. Pikachu leaped off the wall just as Geareon caught up to him. He ran as fast as he could toward me.
Geareon predictably followed him, in the path toward me. I used psychic and managed to catch Geareon in the air as Pikachu leaped over me. It struggled in my grip, but I held it firm.
"That..." Pikachu panted. "Was way too close." He was practically wheezing.
"Yeah..." I answered. Geareon growled and finally emitted and ear piercing sound of metal grinding together. Pikachu hung his ears down and pressed his small limbs to them. The pain in my ears was unbearable. My psychic grip was loosening. I heard an old voice chuckling behind us.
"That's Geareon's ability, disabling screech. It disables all opponents that hear it!" the voice bellowed. I couldn't even turn to look. My head was getting heavier, and my limbs started getting weaker. My energy was draining out of me.
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Finally, Geareon broke free of my psychic. It dropped down in front of me. I tried to move, but my body was too heavy... it wasn't responding to me. I thought I heard a laugh as Geareon charged a flash cannon and let it loose in my face. My entire body felt it was on fire. My nerves were frying from the pain, and my eyes were blinded by the light. I felt my body tumble back, rocks and pieces of metal clawed at my back, ripping huge gashes in my fur.
My blooded back slammed against the wall as the light disappeared. Cold air rushed in and slabbed my exposed wounds. Now I felt like I was freezing to death.
Struggling to breath I looked up at Geareon, proudly standing above me. It put it's front leg on my chest, blowing all the air I had left out.
I saw the man in the trenchcoat kick Pikachu with his heavy hiker shoes. He kicked Pikachu out of sight, and he walked to me. Blood blinded my eyes, but I could see him pulling out another needle, and I felt a sharp pain in my neck when he injected it. He whispered a few words into my ear.
"Go to sleep. If you try anything, I'll make sure you and your friend don't ever wake up."
I felt my world spinning, sounds were being distorted, and my eyelids become heavy. My world went black again as the pain disappeared.
Damn that Geareon.
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