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Jul 02, 2010 08:58

This all seemed so impossible, he was back in his trainer's mansion. The porcelain figures innocently place around, the abstract paintings decked in every wall, the marbled floor, he can't be home, he just can't.

"Oh hello, Empoleon. Quite a nice human look you have." The voice echoed in the huge empty halls, it makes it more terrifying that it's also a voice he knew all too well.

"It'd be nicer if you could turn around and show your face to me," she taunted. As much as how he could never felt fear or abandoned around most people, he was absolutely terrified of facing the person who abandoned him. The person who he failed.

He gather all the courage he can and clenched his fists, "I can't, I failed to be a good Pokemon for you."

At first there was no reply but a twisted, cruel laugh. It was such a scary laugh, a laugh that seemed to feel like a painful sharp stab in his heart.

"You're right, you are a failure. I didn't do anything wrong when I replaced you with a magnificent Jolteon!" She then continued, "Face it, penguin. A failure like you should just sit still and die."

He heard the steps grew more fade in each second, but nonetheless she was right. He stared the floor with no intention of leaving or even moving.

If he was conscious of his surroundings at moment, he should notice that his surroundings became a twisted mix of the mansion and the school's halls in a even stranger color mix.

[To those who aren't shroomnized, Empo's at the school hall. Feel free to comment how he's blocking the way and the like!]

trippin' balls, emopoleon, in which penguin gonna go emo

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