Sandslash stopped and looked back. He stared silently. Was there
something different about Houndoom? Was there something different
about me? Black fog filled my head and I blacked out
Sandslash woke up. He had enough. He was slowly becoming a slave of
Darkrai. He knew he needed to put an end to this. Somehow, Houndoom
was fine. Maybe because he is the Dark type?
Sandslash then realized that Houndoom was no friend. He was part of
Darkrai's clan. He watched the two of them travel back into the
forest. He needed help - and fast.
Darkrai mumbled the words "Destroy.. forest.." In an eerie voice.
"Houndoom, we need to use our Flares and Claws for this." Whispered
Sandslash, as if someone was nearby
"What Next?" Sandslash looked up at Darkrai with glowing red eyes
and piercing fangs.
"Want... you..... destroy... poke.. center.." Sandslash looked over
at Houndoom