An intruding Misdreavus
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By AveryFish
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They were so close. So close to their goal yet that in some ways made it even worse. Night had fallen over Brookfell, the fog had overtaken the world outside and with it he could hear the upset cries of masses of pokemon. Once upon a time it would simply have been the cries of Misdreavus, but with so many having been fused to other pokemon it was now just a wild array of noises that was in no way comforting. Their migration had been troubled and with their goal being so close but just out of reach they were now causing endless problems.
They were so close. So close to their goal yet that in some ways made it even worse. Night had fallen over Brookfell, the fog had overtaken the world outside and with it he could hear the upset cries of masses of pokemon. Once upon a time it would simply have been the cries of Misdreavus, but with so many having been fused to other pokemon it was now just a wild array of noises that was in no way comforting. Their migration had been troubled and with their goal being so close but just out of reach they were now causing endless problems.
Isaiah was sitting in his room with his blinds closed, willing for them all to just stay out there. Days like these were the days where he regretted living in this section of the city. The streets were so poorly lit that the fog could nearly consume the entire street and if he looked outside then it would be nothing but darkness. It was a fog which for the moment, the migrating Misdreavus were stuck in and trying to seek shelter from. He could hear streetlamps being broken, windows shattered and doors burst opened- Anything that the pokemon could do to try and escape from the fog they were trying.
In his lap Twiggy was staying close, hugging at his chest and burying themselves underneath the many blankets that Isaiah had covered themselves in. They were hoping that their presence might help to calm his trainer as high stress for him never went well but even with them there the vileplume fused trainer would flinch at every sound. If those things came in, he would be royally fucked over and he knew it.
His house was very well lit as he was always doubtful of the fog and even if the rest of the city's light's went out his house would still remain safe. Until he would starve from being unable to go outside... Sighing he focused down on the little ghost in his lap and were to play with the bit of phantom smoke trailing up from their head. Twirling it between his fingers before he heard a loud crash from directly out his door.
Looking up he stared at the metal door that kept his house separated from the outside world. Normally Misdreavus wouldn't be able to get in, but who knew what something would be fused with? Some pokemon could certainly break down the door, or simply phase through it... Misdreavus, they were the kind who could phase through weren't they?
As if to confirm his fears he watched how a head would poke itsself through the door. At first it was just like any normal misdreavus, but soon the rest of it came through and he felt his skin crawl. It's head was that of a misdreavus while it's back part was that of a Venipede. Whenever that thing evolved it would turn into a nightmare.
Quietly Isaiah were to look down and away from them. He would just, focus on Twiggy. Yes. Just focus on his little phanmask. That would be the best plan. Maybe if he just ignored them they wouldn't bother him. They had safety now, they were in a well lit house- so maybe they would be content however it seemed that wasn't the case. They were still agitated, upset by everything that had happened on their trip and angrily they looked over at him- and proceeded to attack.
A dark purpley substance gathered around the ghost-bug mixed pokemon and Isaiah held Twiggy closer against him. "If you do that you might break my lights-" He called out to them in a small panic. "Then the fog will come in and you don't want that do you? Come on, I know you're kind is usually smart and reasonable."
It was a longshot, a very futile hope on Isaiah's part to think that they might listen to him. They were absolutely out of their goddamn mind and soon the liquid they had gathered was shot at him. Most times pokemon attacks were simply a form of energy, they weren't there to genuinely cause physical harm but as Isaiah jumped out of the way he could feel how it seemed to almost burn his skin- and the chair it did hit? It lit up in a black fire, breaking apart into ash. That.. That was definitely intended to injure and he could feel himself beginning to panic. Currently he was not equipped to handle this situation. His heart rate was raising quickly and he could feel how his hands were starting to shake.
The sudden movement jostled Twiggy into life, the little pokemon in his grasp quickly sitting up to look around. It saw the chair that was falling apart and the misdreavus that looked quite upset that they had missed and their ghostly form began to twitch. How could it do this! This was Isaiah's house! This was supposed to be a stress free environment but being attacked like this was very stressful! It made an angry cry and while Isaiah was trying to keep his hold on them he could feel how they pulled out and away.
Their whole body phased through his arms as he scrambled to take a hold of them. "Twiggy, Twiggy do not- I repeat--- Do NOT-" It was too late and they were. One thing that Isaiah had always praised Twiggy on was their courage- but it was a rather misplaced courage. He was not a good fighter in the slightest and was best as mere company than something like this. Thankfully they usually wouldn't have any situations where outside of perhaps a cutiefly that was buzzing in an annoying manner he didn't get into any particularly dangerous fights- but this was a dangerous fight. And Twiggy was going for it.
Numerous twigs were growing from their wooden head as the only moves they had were tackle and branch poke- neither of which seemed very well suited to this but they were going in all the same. They would do their best to protect Isaiah from this misdreavus fusion!
Every year a Cloak of Misdreavus migrate from the harsh climate of Wintervale to the warmer Deadlands around Brookfell. This migration is usually haunting but beautiful at least from a distance. The fog has made things difficult for the now fusion-ghosts as it pushed them off course and into the busy and lively streets of Rivertide.
These usually calm-natured Pokemon have become panicked and angered, they have started to take their agitation out on everything and anyone around them and they are becoming increasingly aggressive in their actions. They are scared and acting out in fear, they will attack you but we need to get them out and back onto the journey to the Deadlands.
This mission has a high chance of injuring your trainer or pokemon with Wounds, Infection, and System Viruses
Submitted By AveryFish
for No Risk, No Reward
・ Location: Brookfell
Submitted: 2 years and 1 month ago ・
Last Updated: 2 years and 1 month ago
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