Austin gazed upon the battlefield built from tombstones that his opponent had mushed together for them to battle.
The distorted voice of Butch said," Arise !"
Chills went down down Austin's spine as he saw that corpses all around him seemed to be possessed with some kind of aura before the energy tore off chunks and amalgamated then into a skeletal appendage that looked like a rotting white hand as its bony fingers curled into a half-fist with rotting strips of flesh dangling from the bones. Dangling tendons indicate the hand was severed by another creature.
( A.N : Imagine this)
( ~ Brr ~ )
Austin couldn't take in the sight of this rotting white hand as he threw up on the floor.
Pikachu patted Austin's back while everyone else looked at the boy of death and the white hand with their guards up ready to defend their trainer with their lives on the line.
" I sent my first pokemon, u send urs."
Austin rubbed his burning throat as he looked at the white hand floating in the center of the ghostly battlefield.
Austin didn't say a word as he telepathically communicated with his pokemon via Muna.
" Rwrr !"
With a loud screech, Shedninja appeared on the battlefield against the white hand.
{ Shedninja, use shadow Sneak to dodge that things attack }
In response to his trainer's telepathic command via Munna, Shedninja screeched loudly before phasing into the ground becoming a shadow.
" Punch !" The boy of death called out as the white hand crashed into the ground shadking the entire floor.
Good think Shedninja was his opponent.
Austin thought as he tried to think of a plan to escape as he was pretty sure this thing that was possessing Butch's corpse would kill him and his pokemon regardless if they win the battle or not.
It was just playing with them.
Austin telepathically asked Munna.
{ Is there a way out ? }
{ I don't know }
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{ What if you set up a large enough Trick Room? }
{ We could escape but Pikachu and Scizor wouldn't be able to escape this monster }
( ~ Boom ~ )
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The white hand tore the entire battlefield apart as each hit shook the entire room but Shedninja easily managed to evade everything.
{ But there might be a way }
{ How ?! }
{ I can telepathically sense that the giant haunter is somehow being controlled.}
{ Are you suggesting that Black F...I mean the giant haunter is our way out ? }
{ Yes, currently haunter is the most informed pokemon that would know what that thing is and what are it's weaknesses. }
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{ Munna , are you sure about this ? }
{ .... }
{ MUNNA , ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS ! }
{ I don't know }
{ WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW ? }
{ I JUST DON'T, HAUNTER IS BEGGING FOR HELP AND I FIGURED THAT IT WILL RETURN THE FAVOUR }
{ Munna , are you saying that your plan based on a hunch that the haunter might help us if we help it }
{ .... }
{ MUNNA , ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOING TO HAVE US GET POTENTIALLY KILLED JUST FOR A HUNCH ! }
{ .... I am sorry }
{ ( ~ Sigh ~ ) I am also sorry, I don't think I could live with myself if anyone of you to ended up like Raticate }
{ Then what should we do ? }
{ Let me think about it }
{ Munna, can you locate the device that team rocket was using to hide there presence from the ghost type Pokemon }
{ I can but why ? }
{ We are going to use that to escape. }
{ Would that work ? }
{ It could but we'll need help... some insider help }
" Screech ! "
Orbs of ominous flames covered the white hand as Shedninja used Will-o'-wisp on the frankenstein like creature.
The boy of death smiled greater as it felt that the resentment of the Dead was increasing.
The plane between the void and the physical world was loosening.
" Why are you smiling ?"
Hearing Austin's question, the head on Butch's body did a 360ยฐ turn causing Austin to take a step back.
" Are u scared for me like those people who buried me alive ?"
What ?!
" Y..you were buried alive."
" Kekeke, of course I was."
The surrounding ghostly energy began to oscillate at an alarming rate.
Scizor and Charmeleon stepped up infront of Austin while Fearow and Pidgeot stood at the back.
" U know why I was buried alive because I wanted to find a way to bring her back. My precious Evee. And what did I get in return, a nameless grave where I suffered until my screaming voice could no longer come out of my mouth."
Austin closed his eyes and ears as the hollow wail of buried alive echoed throughout the Lavender Tower.
" U know u are quite similar to me."
" W...what ?"
" U lost your precious Raticate at the hands of these people. I can see from the memories of this guy, a woman with red hair bragging on how she had used an extremely deadly and incurable poison on your Raticate which would cause excruciating pain until death. I wonder how much pain your Raticate must have been in during the last moments of it's life."
Buried Alive's words caused Austin's head to be bowed as his hat overshadowed his eyes which glowed red.
Buried Alive raised an eyebrow before outstretching his hand.
" I would like to extend an offer."
" What is it ?"
" Join me."
" What ?!"
" Join me and I'll help you in getting your revenge against these people."
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[ Hearthome City - Sinnoh ]
Let the Battle begin!" The referee announced from his safe position. After all, only an idiot would prefer to stay in the middle of a battle waged between two monstrosities. And considering that the pokรฉmon battling were both elite-level, 'monstrosity' was one way of defining them.
Lucian raised his right arm. "Flash Cannon!"
Bronzong raised itself upward, before revealing its hollow bottom, which seemed to get saturated with blinding, white light, before propelling the energy out as a concentrated, wide-area beam toward the dragon.
Cynthia's expressions didn't betray her inner thoughts. "Fly up and use flamethrower."
Garchomp roared, before leaping off the ground, and sending out torrential flames towards Bronzong. The powerful Flash Cannon missed its target as it passed underneath towards the periphery.
Lucian smirked. "Relocate."
Bronzong let out a mechanical noise, as a bluish aura outlined the powerful steel-type attack, literally deviating it from its path, incrementing it to unbelievable speeds, as it shot towards the dragon. Meanwhile, Bronzong simply teleported from its location, avoiding the flamethrower attack by a significant distance.
Garchomp leapt to his right, and the flash cannon followed, making the dragon leaping and flying all around the arena, with the powerful steel-type attack right behind him.
"Looks like Bronzong has Garchomp dancing to its tune." The MC went on.
Cynthia arched an eyebrow. It seemed like this relocate had locked the flash cannon attack on Garchomp. "Garchomp, show Bronzong what super speed is like."
And Garchomp vanished.
"And it looks like Garchomp has somehow teleported. Is that even possible?" The MC asked no one in particular.
Even the relocated attack had been too overwhelmed, and had crashed
"Not possible." Lucian muttered under his breath. "So then where is it?"
Almost as if in answer to his question, several illusory versions of Garchomp appeared all around the arena, all of them surrounding Bronzong, the scythe-like protrusions on their arms glowing with draconic power.
Sense the dragon. Lucian commanded. And relocate confuse ray. He mentally smirked. Bronzong was notoriously mechanical in their dealings. Just like a supercomputer, they followed every single command to the Tee and executed it without an error percentage less than three places of decimal.
So obviously, Lucian was completely blown out of his mind, when he saw Bronzong form a powerful confuse ray attack, before dispersing it into twelve separate fragments, firing them successively.
Why did you do that?
Bronzong fired at the dragon, as master ordered. Came the mechanical voice in his mind.
What the-?
"Checkmate."
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This is what buried alive looks like :
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Author Note : Buried Alive and White hand are both Pokรฉmon creepy pastas that I loved reading so I choose to include them in my story .๐
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[ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐บ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ผ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ผ๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐บ๐, ๐ณ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ต๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐๐, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ต๐ฒ๐น๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐. ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐๐ฒ ๐ผ๐๐๐น๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ถ๐น๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต๐'๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐น, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต๐ ๐พ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐บ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐บ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ท๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ป๐ฒ๐๐, ๐ฒ๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ผ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป. ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐น๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐น๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฝ๐น๐๐ด๐, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ถ๐ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ ๐บ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐. ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ผ๐ป๐ด, ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐น ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ผ ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐น๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ด๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐บ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ผ๐บ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐บ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐, ๐ฎ๐น๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐บ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐น๐ฒ ๐๐น๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ป๐ด. ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ผ๐น๐ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ๐น๐ ๐น๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ฟ๐๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐น๐๐ด๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐บ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐๐บ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ฒ๐ฟ; ๐ผ๐ณ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐น ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฝ ๐ต๐ฎ๐น๐ณ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ฎ๐ฝ๐๐ผ๐ฝ'๐ ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฒ. ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ป ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฐ๐๐น๐๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ผ๐ฟ, ๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ, ๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฏ๐ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฟ ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ. ๐๐น๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ ๐ป๐ผ ๐บ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐๐๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐๐๐น๐ฒ, ๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐
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