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"Benassi NO!" Anariel cried out, running towards her now frozen Pokemon. She looked up at his face, petrified from the horrid ice attack his opponent had used to destroy him.
"Benassi...I...I couldn't save you...I am..." She fought back tears, falling to her knees and slamming her armored hands against the cold courtyard ground.
She glared in the direction of her opponent, an elder man with a villainous aura about him. He held out his Mirage ball, banishing his Kingdra back into it's center. The man's face showed no sympathy nor any sort of pleasure from winning the qualifying battle. He just stood there, looking at Anariel and her near death Dragonite.
"No wonder Ladon is not ruling all of Saros. It's leaders are weak and useless." He spoke loudly so Anariel could hear from across the courtyard, "This soon shall change." He stood confidently, looking over the iced battleground.
"I am here to usher in a new day that takes Ladon to supremacy."
Anariel continued to glare through her now tear filled eyes at the villian. She had heard everything he said but believed none of it. This man, Whyte, was the last competitor of the day...sh and Benassi had fought over 50 trainers without stop up until this point. Surely that was the reason he could have taken her strongest team member out so quickly. And what was this about "ushering in a new day that takes Ladon to supremacy"? Was he proposing to overthrow Fraener and take over Ladon himself? No. There was no way that she would let him take over Ladon. Even if she failed to stop him, Fraener would never fall to this man.
Whyte spoke a few more things, encouraging Anariel to rethink her alliances to a land so weak. Then he left, leaving Anariel alone with her thoughts.
"He will not get away with this." She spoke softly to herself, rummaging through a bag full of potions in hopes of finding something to free Benassi from his frozen tomb.
"Benassi I promise I will not let this happen again." She wiped the tears from her cheeks, standing to her feet with a large 'ice heal' bottle clutched in her palm.
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Read what inspired it here, by ~StaindBlackArt
"Benassi...I...I couldn't save you...I am..." She fought back tears, falling to her knees and slamming her armored hands against the cold courtyard ground.
She glared in the direction of her opponent, an elder man with a villainous aura about him. He held out his Mirage ball, banishing his Kingdra back into it's center. The man's face showed no sympathy nor any sort of pleasure from winning the qualifying battle. He just stood there, looking at Anariel and her near death Dragonite.
"No wonder Ladon is not ruling all of Saros. It's leaders are weak and useless." He spoke loudly so Anariel could hear from across the courtyard, "This soon shall change." He stood confidently, looking over the iced battleground.
"I am here to usher in a new day that takes Ladon to supremacy."
Anariel continued to glare through her now tear filled eyes at the villian. She had heard everything he said but believed none of it. This man, Whyte, was the last competitor of the day...sh and Benassi had fought over 50 trainers without stop up until this point. Surely that was the reason he could have taken her strongest team member out so quickly. And what was this about "ushering in a new day that takes Ladon to supremacy"? Was he proposing to overthrow Fraener and take over Ladon himself? No. There was no way that she would let him take over Ladon. Even if she failed to stop him, Fraener would never fall to this man.
Whyte spoke a few more things, encouraging Anariel to rethink her alliances to a land so weak. Then he left, leaving Anariel alone with her thoughts.
"He will not get away with this." She spoke softly to herself, rummaging through a bag full of potions in hopes of finding something to free Benassi from his frozen tomb.
"Benassi I promise I will not let this happen again." She wiped the tears from her cheeks, standing to her feet with a large 'ice heal' bottle clutched in her palm.
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Read what inspired it here, by ~StaindBlackArt
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