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The mew had seen the counter attack coming, and ducked under the attack from where she was in the air. She send forth another thunderbolt at the nightmare pokemon. It revealed her location for a brief moment, and little zip was heard through the air as she tried to move away quickly.


Flick used this time to recover his own energy, the little steadily rising thing, which turned out to be his synergy gauge, rising faster now that he wasn't using moves to deplete it. He never took his eye off the shadow, he knew this creature was crazy powerful, Giovanni had likely created it to be better than him. However, Flick had something Dusk did not, experience, and the knowledge of his own power, while the shadow was still figuring it out, as was he. He may loose this battle, in fact, he was almost certain he would, but this was a learning experience, once he knew his opponent...well, no one was unbeatable, history has proved that.

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Evading the thunderbolt, seeing Meka was all he needed. He calculated what direction she likely went in, and his next shadow headed towards where she Would be, instead of at her

Dusk’s psychic power glowed as his hands, as he rushed flic down. This next move would count on Flick guarding against him

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Flick's hand began to glow with fire energy, and he punched Dusk square in the face, followed by a similar punch with ice, finishing with a thunder punch. It surprised him how quickly the techniques were coming to him, despite the fact that the crystals stabbing into his head as he hit the ground were distracting (and painful, of course.) The synergy gauge faltered a bit, but it was topping off. He wondered what would happen when it finished.

Meka pulled the breaks and stopped short, zipping backwards. He wanted to play that way? Okay! She used copycat again and aimed the shadow ball toward the darkrai's back, getting a little frustrated. If she got angry, her full power wasn't to be trifled with, but she still thought this was a game.

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He went sliding back. He grimaced in pain, bot sending a Volley of purple spheres at Flick, Followed by another Hurricane of dark synergy, that actually moved towards Flick this time

Then again that’s assuming Akuma was at his full power as well. Never the less, Akuma fired a volley of spheres going around the Mew, purposely missing....?

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Meka was still invisible, confused at the balls purposely missing. Akuma was slow, not stupid. Neither was she, she knew there was an alternate purpose, but she couldn't place her finger on it. Nevertheless, she didn't let up, sending another shadow ball right back at him, and wondering if she should change her technique up a bit.

Observing with a cold interest, Flick did a barrier-teleport, ending up on the other side of the field, behind his shadow brother. His hand lit up with a blue light almost instantly, and he flew at Dusk, unleashing a psycho cut followed by a spunky kick to his back. He was really acting by instinct, his experience with battles helping him time his movements. It was clear both he and Dusk had a lot of HP, however.

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He knew her general direction. That’s when Meka would probably notice.. the orbs were floating there, allllll around her. Carp. The spheres all closed in on her at once,

Dusk warped in response, firing several blue orbs of energy. But something was different. Power was welling up inside him. What was this feeling? As if so much energy was gathered he was going to explode...

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Flick felt a very similar energy inside him as well. The attack had depleted it, but it had risen again. He felt the potential, the great power, begging to be released. He figured he had nothing to loose and all to gain, so he unleashed it, mega evolving in the process, his hair began to turn pink and grow uncontrollably down to his waste, shrinking his tail into nothing as he did so, his limbs began to grow more lean and swift, capable of delivering quick, powerful blows on impact. This power...overflowing to the max...he smiled. He loved this, and so glared challengingly at his brother, daring him to attack now as the power filled him with confidence, his cold expression gone, an aura surrounded him now, like an aurora....synergy burst.

Meka screamed. That hurt! She left invisibility as she broke concentration. She glared at Akuma, eyes blazing as her stats seemed to increase, and before one could even blink she was there, kicking him with powerful blow to the face, not holding back, and allowing no room for dodge. There was an aura surrounding her, a pink, glowing aura, that seemed harmless, but was boosting Meka as she suddenly made the realization she might loose this...battle.

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Morrigan took the fusion flare with a cry of pain and shock that quickly turned into one of fury, flying back a few feet as most of her feathers were singed. She’d mostly managed to reflect most of the power with a burst of hellish darkness, but she took the biggest brunt of it. Her wings flared out angrily as her voice grew to a roar. The very air seemed to be trembling at the hellion it now beheld as the Mistress of Death summoned an embodiment for her agony. A blood red aura cloaked her entire body as the sky rumbled ominously as though it was about to storm. Morrigan’s wings curled into a Y shape as bright scarlet electricity began to dance along her arms, giving her a rather demonic aura. At this point, the air and ground behind her was starting to come apart. The grass and trees snapped and withered on the quick; the river danced as though it too were agitated. She raised a hand and large chunks of the cave ceiling dislodged to crash down the fiery dragoness before her. Rage drove her to unleash a massive wave of deathly energy upon Spiri - a thunderstorm from hell, sent by the devil.

Dusk could only reply in one word “Burst.” His entire being was enveloped in orange. When the glow dies down, his hair had shortened a little, as his his tail. His clothes were now pitch black to match his hair, his orange eyes a simmering red. The shoulder peice was gone, replaced by a crystal jutting out of his shoulder. He moved like a bolt of greased lighting, throwing punch’s and kicks at a rapid speed each punch thrown methodically as well, attacking each part of flicks body, never staying in a constant pattern


Akuma went sliding back from the impact. He glared at Mew “Finally taking this seriously?” He snarled as He prepared a sucker punch in one hand, throwing a Shadow Ball with the other

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Spiri shrieked as the rain of pain was unleashed upon her, but did not intend to give up. She let forth a dragon pulse, shattering the rocks and spread her wings, the sparks of lightning dancing around them, sending fiery shocks of excruciating pain through the white dragon of truth, causing her to struggle as she powered her way to be level with the demon before her. Though, as she steadied herself, the dancing sparks seemed to be chased away by a new energy. The tips of her hair began to glow scarlet, and her tail lit up like a rocket booster, flaring and blazing into a dangerous heat as Spiri rose to her great power. The sparks of deadly lightning were replaced by tongues of blue flame, causing her edges to appear soft and bright as her body temperature rose, her blue, blazing deep eyes reflecting hellfire herself as she unleashed a blast of blue flame toward the death bird, Blue Flare.

Flick simply laughed and kicked out as well, using his fire, ice, then thunder punches to counter, in that order. The first blow had knocked him back, but he twisted and delivered a spunky blow to Dusk's chest on one of his charges, sending it back. The air was darkening around his vision, and the synergy seemed to be calling for him to unleash the powerful burst attack. He knew it would be his most powerful move, despite having never used it before, so he ignored the call. His own eyes were red as well, but less fiery and having more resemblance to blood when it left the body, causing him to have an intense, almost murderous air to him.

Meka glared with consistent fire as she dodged, pre-countering his sucker punch by transporting to his back and firing a barrage of powerful kicks and punches to his backside, particularly aiming for his spine. Her playful taunts were no more, her fun, happy energy had faded, now she realized this guy hated her. So be it, she hated him too! Though, admittedly, it would probably fade soon after the battle, but only after she won!

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Dusk gazed calmly at his brother “........This energy... it burns like a fire inside me. I will not deny it. I can barely control it. Which is why I’m ending this... right now.” He charged forward, all of his immense power gathering.


This time Akuma managed to turn and block a great many of the attack. Aiming for his back was she? Well this just gave him an oppertunity to think of an counter he grinned tauntingly at Meka.

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“Gira? Earth to Gira?” Bri said after a while of waiting with Mira. “We’ve gotten a bagful of berries now, have you managed to get the water?” He was now worried for the others back in the Distortion World. On top of that, there were legendaries that jumped out of the window, and he had little clue where they went. He considered that Flick was with them though, so he may have had an influence on location. “Are we ready to head back? I’m certain the others are waiting.”

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He was grinning. Oh deerling. Well, jokes on him! He turned around and didn't attack? She took a deep breath and went invisible again. he had the type advantage, size advantage, and a clear plan. Well, she could do the last one, right? She was a pokemon that had been roaming this earth since almost the beginning, from the moment Palkia brought it into existence. There was no way her stupid child-like mind was going to make her loose against this abomination, this creature of darkness and bad thoughts. All she had to do was knock him out...and she won, yeah? Yes, that was how battles worked. She was humaniod now, and though she was no fighting type, she'd taken the time to visit a gym (Not the gyms where you got badges, mind you, but an actual gym), and had seen how the fighters fought. She was a mixed attacker, capable of long and short ranged attacks, she could do this. Without breaking her concentration, she placed both transparent feet on the ground, and quietly made her way towards her opponent. For his sake, he'd better not get cocky.

His vision got darker, and the power screamed, gathering around him. Somehow, he knew exactly what his brother was trying to do, and he wouldn't let him. "Let it end, then." Replied the deep, strong voice. His power was growing, the call was ringing in his ear. Time to answer it. "Psydisaster." He whispered, ready to counter the final blow with his own.

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Dusk struck with all the force in his body. No gaurd, nothing would stand against this blow, as he skyrocketed into the stratosphere, Black Synergy gathering into a massive ball. “Dark... NOVA!” He threw the sphere at the planet panting slightly from excursion


Akuma didn’t move, he just listened, felt around him. The moment he was struck, his trap would trigger. Still, his eyes scanned the area. He would take no chances. Not with this one,


Gira now has several barrels next to him. Several trees were also missing. “Yeah. I think I’m ready. I’m going to have to create a distortion to get back though. Hopefully no one detects it.”

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“The longer we linger, the more likely we’ll be detected by those rocket goons.” Bri shrugged. “On top of that, there’s still the problem of the group of missing legendaries that escaped through the window, whereabouts unknown.” He picked up the bags and paused. “Though since Flick’s with them, I think I can hazard a guess as to where they are...” He walked towards Gira with the bags

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Jack finally makes it to the group of the other legends. He doesn’t see any of the unova Pokémon yet, so that is a bummer. He wonders where they are right now. He grips the holster of his sword, squeezes it, then lets go. He walks in the group, looking for the other legends.

Luke is in the group, thinking about how to get back into his normal form. By the end of this wild thing, he will probably be so starched to the other legends and then go in space to visit them in the other regions. His other personality takes over, smiling at the others.

Flick growled as the dark synergy wrapped around him, holding him in place as the black blob of blobbyness was sent at him. He honestly was unsure if he could take it. The previous attacks had widdled him down a lot, but on the other hand, he still had a decent amount of HP left, added to that were the boosts to attack and defense brought on by the synergy burst. He did know this would hurt a lot, though, whatever it was. All he could do was close his eyes and brace himself.

It hit, sending excruciating pulses of shock and darkness throughout his body, stunning him, but he hung on, just barely. The synergy brought by the burst attack left him, and his vision darkened completely as he stood shakily, very, very shakily, to his feet. Pulsing, blazing eyes fixed on his brother, and he pulled himself into the air, unleashing his own burst attack, yelling it louder. "PSYDISASTER!" the word meant nothing to him before, but now...his own synergy surrounded the black mewtwo, sending him into a dimension of darkness, holding him in place, and with his largest slashes yet, he unleashed his strongest attack on Dusk, slashing mercilessly with his remaining energy, though admittedly he was close to collapse, that was fine, he knew all he needed to know now. He had gained all there was to gain, and win or loose, this would be a close battle indeed, he knew from the beginning they were both very powerful beings.

Meka sent the energy through her body. She was right to be suspicious, so she didn't dare attack him immediately. The way he was standing, so sure of his plan, made her nervous, so she send a thunderbolt at him, she knew it would reveal her location, but she needed to attack him somehow. She poured all her energy into the blast of electricity, causing it to silhouette her figure as the bolt struck. Her now clear position showed she was decently far back, as if actually being careful, or trying to.

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Every strike sent a sharp sting of pain. He cried out several times from each strike, his body convulsing as new cuts formed on his body. So this was pain.. the last strike sent him into the ground, a small crater like impact, he felt as if his body was burning. That didn’t matter now. He rose to his feet, pushing air into his lungs from the force of the impact. His body was exhausted, but he still had some power left in him. He gather his remaining power into his hands as he stared down flick, a cold determination in his eyes.


Akuma immediately sidestepped the bolt of electricity as it crackled by him. He fired a shadow ball in her direction but kept on gaurd. He would not let Meka win. But he knew letting his gaurd down, if for a moment would provide an opening. He was not going to get tased again so easily


“You suggesting.... I see. I can look into it when we get back.” Gira nodded as he opec a distortion with a flick of a hand. How strange is was. He was used to this now.

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“That cave indeed.” Bri said. “I’ll come along if needs be...who knows if Team Rocket’s found them by now...” He made his way through the dimension with the bags of supplies. All he wanted was to help really. He carried all he could

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Flick sighed and trembled from the aftershocks of the burst attack, and panted from the energy spent using his own against the darker version of himself. His burst was wearing off. "..Finish...me off, then...what will it do?" He wanted to get out of this place before he completely lost energy and collapsed. He now just focused on not falling back into his old creator's clutches, though now he was a little more confident that Giovanni was willing to replace him now. To replace him....how wonderful that sounded, with this creature. Maybe his chances for freedom were higher, and now all he had to do was battle the black Mewtwo, so it could prove its strength or whatever. Though honestly, it had nothing to prove to him, at least. He halfheartedly gathered energy around his arm for another psycho cut, but didn't plan on using it. The battle was pretty much over.

Meka sidestepped the shadow ball. Really? More shadow balls? Meka wasn't planning on loosing, so she took the chance to remain long ranged for now, simply firing the ball back and studying him coldly through an invisible gaze, her body only to be tracked by her occasional steps in the water, causing it to ripple.

Farore was screaming again, still angry, and throwing a little lugia tantrum. They had left without him, and now he was angry, he unleashed a psychic to express just how furious he was. Admittedly, it was weak in terms of psychics, but it might have one shot a level twenty fighting pokemon at least...or maybe 15.

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