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[RP] The Dark Ones.

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Mr. Fox:
Haunter walked up to the alter and placed the Gribous Orb in the hole. Then he entered his pulpit. The statue of Giritina started to glow, and break apart. There was a blinding flash of light, when the light faded Giritina was there.
-For your loyalty you two will be rewarded. I will give you powers that will lead to your ultimate destiny. For Haunter I will share the ability to enter and exit the deminsions at will. And for you Pshyk I will boost your psychic powers beyond anything you could hope to achieve! (in other words you are as strong as mewtwo in that suite of his.) Now step into the portal and renter the fight!
A portal appered in front of them, it looked like it led to the enternce of Turnback Cave.
-Lets go. Haunter stepped through the portal and was instantly transported to the Real World.
- Thank God you're all safe now! I hope Haunter is okay in the Distortion world... Shadow, do you know what happened to Psyk?
-He is right here...

Wailord:
I found myself surrounded by Fighters. Everything had happened so fast I had trouble proceessing what was going on.

I took a fighting stance incase the Fighters decided to attack me. I concentrated my energy feeling more powerfull then ever before. My eyes began to emmitt a bright white light, as I clicked my fingers and a greeen flame appeared at the tip of my finger.

TrainerX:
 Shadow saw Psyk in a fightings stance and used Dark Pulse, thinking that he was going to attack.

Jerry:
- Oh! There you are Haunter! And Psyk is with you too I see.

Glice noticed that the Psyk had changed... his Dark Ones tattoo too was not where it was anymore, though he seemed as though he was ready to strike... At that instant, Shadow moved forward and used Dark Pulse on Psyk!

- Wait!

But it was too late...

Wailord:
I grinned the attack came towards me.I dodged the attack before using Teleport at twice the speed I normally could shifting around Shadow, eventually stopping before launching Psycho cut towards his neck.

Although Haunter had helped me escape the Distortion world. He was still an enemy and was the same as the rest of them. I charged towards him readying a Psybeam attack.

But then I froze. I slowly looked across my shoulder to find my Dark one tattoo had dissapeared from my shoulder here as well as in the distortion world. I looked into a puddle on the ground to find it had also vanished from my face.

I....I...Impossible. B..B..But how?

I felt a sense of overwhelming frustration wash over me. How was I any differant from any other Alakazam now. Without my Tattoo I had, No identity, No recognition. I was nothing.

How would the Dark lord still accept me as his General. A Dark ones tattoo was not just a decoration. It was a vow of loyalty, a bond, a duty taken up for life.

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