The WHIRL Team

"Look after him I'm going to go back and help Eve." Blaze heard Pouria say. He moved Ezio closer inshore so the waves couldn't reach him. Blaze looked out towards the water and saw a faint glow. Is she evolving? Blaze thought. Blaze backed up as he saw something rising out of the water. A dark blue-purple fin jutted out from the water, and two sickening red eyes glimmered at Blaze. The beast lunged out of the water and tried to bite Blaze. He instinctively used his quick attack to speed away. Blaze looked at the thing one more time. A Sharpedo. Blaze shot two Flame Bursts at it as the infected tried to get back into the ocean to strike again. One of the Flame bursts hit the Sharpedo in the eye and the other one harmlessly into it's side. The brutal pokemon screeched in pain at the loss of its eye and threw its self into the water. "I take it we don't see eye to eye, ha ha ha." Blaze joked as he got ready for anything else

Pouria stopped in his tracks before he dived into the water ready to help out Eve the Sharpedo and Carvanha was blocking his way. Pouria was just a contest Pokemon but at least he had some good moves that will help him in this battle. Thinking of that Pouria used Aqua Jet against the fish Pokemon even though he had to suffer some pain from being in close contact with those Pokemon. The Golduck even used Psychic to knock even more of the fish away.

(sorry short post)

Ezio was helped out thanks to Eve making sure he made it close to the shore, but at the cost of risking Eve's life. As Ezio was floating back, Blaze also helped by getting him back onto the shore away from the water. Ezio awoke, coughing out water from almost drowning. "Thank you Blaze, for bringing me back." He then heard Blaze saying something about Eve evolve, as he turned to the water and saw a bright light appear near a whirlpool. "Unless she's turning into what I think she's turning into, she may be done for."

(please skip because I don't know what I want Blaze to do at the moment)

Pouria just kept using his Aqua Jet to clear away the fish Pokemon and made sure that they didn't get anywhere near the others that were on land. He also looked around for Eve hoping that that glow was what he thought it to be and that he will see an evolution Eevee in the water. But he was worried that he will see a non-suitable Eevee evolution that isn't meant to be in the water but he wouldn't know why any of those stones would be in the water.

(sorry short post but don't really have much to get Pouria to do besides keep the infected away from the others on land)

(skip, nothing to do)

(skip, Blaze is just waiting to see if Eve comes back alive.)

(skip sorry I don't really have the time to post just have it where Pouria is battling the infected and waiting for Eve to appear before him)

The Eevee was confused at first. The light had faded, yet she felt no difference or was it because she was in the water? She blinked her brown eyes and turned her head. Something wasn't right and the Eevee knew it. She rushed forward, but her Quick Attack didn't want to work. She was puzzled but continued forward and she was going alot faster then she thought. She could see and hear the others fighting and she had to do something, but what? She scanned the water and saw the Sharpedo that chased her earlier and it was fighting Blaze.

She popped her head out and was about to yell at the shark when she shot an attack at the undead. It was an ice type attack and Eve knew Eevee's could not learn ice type moves. She looked her body up and down.


She smirked and opened her maw and a mist came out of her mouth. The Vaporeon shot through the Haze and toward the undead. As she came closer and closer, she was getting higher and higher. Then she realized she was using Surf. She smirked and smacked into the shark, did a flip and land next to the Quilava, Can't let you have all the fun, now can I? The newly evolved Vaporeon said through a smirk and a Aurora Beam attack.

(Please no skip me)

((I have had a really fucked up week and need to skip cause I'm far to pissed right now to make a post.))

(skip, just fighting any infected that come in the way)

Blaze watched as Eve did a flip and landed next to him. 'Can't let you have all the fun, now can I?' Eve said. Blaze Smirked and replied, "Fun is a little bit of an understatement." Blaze heard growls from above and looked up and saw a swarm of undead flying types. "Well, I've always liked a moving target." Blaze chuckled as he shot a few Flame Bursts into the sky, roasting some birds. A few of the birds dove down to attack Blaze and Eve. Blaze waited for the faster one to get near him. He used his Quick Attack to get into the air and then Flame wheel to torch the birds. He did a corkscrew and landed next to Eve. "Now that was fun." He smirked as he got ready for anymore infected.

Eve laughed as Blaze did his little trick. She opened her maw and a Haze attack fills the area in a thick misty haze. Now it's going to be really fun. Her ears twitch at the sudden screech. Out of her maw a bright rainbow beam shot out and toward the screeching. Her body tensed as the waves started to dance back and forth until a giant wave shot toward the noise. The water cascaded down, only to reveal frozen and drowned birds.

((I have no idea what is going one. I hate skipping twice in a row, but I need to catch up on what is happening, so please skip. I will have Jiru do something next round, just be sure to leave some action for him.))

After a while of fighting the current amount of infected, they started pouring out from the cave and started attacking as well. The sea, the sky, the cave, zombies coming out of every corner possible. There was nothing Ezio could think of that could kill them all fast, he would just have to fight every last one of them. Since Blaze and Eve were busy with the water and sky, Ezio decided to defend from the cave. Kinglers kept wanting to decapitate him, as the kept thrusting and pinching their huge claw. After backing his head up in order to dodge, he waited for one more thrust, from each of the two Kingler, to jump up, land on the claws with one foot each, and cut them off with his hidden blades. Afterwards grabbing each of the twitching claws and using them to cut and chop through the infected that Ezio rammed through until the nerves shut down on the claws, like a lawnmower through some grass. After he was done, he found himself surrounded by all the infected, each taking a turn to try to take a bite out of Ezio. Golbat's gliding towards him, Ezio slid under and forced their giant mouths to chew on another zombie. Killing then throwing any infected that came until there was nothing but a circle of bodies surrounding Ezio. Though the task was not complete yet. He my have handled the big initial wave, but some were still coming out of the cave, with Ezio being all tired out.

The Harbinger had not had a lick of prey since he had been in Hoenn. Motionless wings carried the avian high in the skies. A soft pulsating magenta of psychic power the only sign that he was not a spector but a being of fantastic mental power. The lands gave way to sea and soon the Xatu found himself meeting the rising sun. eerily hmanlike eyes narrowed only slightly, the faint glowing crimson that gave away his undead state. Oh, how he hated the sun. The day. It was too cheery and full of life... Reminded him of fleeting memories. A flash of a cotton wing, beautiful eyes...

The Altaria was gone before he could catpture the face or recall her name. A rare flash of burning anger smoldering beneath the avian's cold and lifeless eyes. He needed to vent the feelings threatening to dig up from beneath his rotting skin. The Harbinger had been a cool and smooth personality his entire life despite not having the memories, but now it was a clear obsession. He had to remain calm, it was a fact. Anything that passed him would wish to have just been dead before being born.

The ball of fires and gasses rose higher into the sky, illuminating the Xatu clearly as he flew through the quickly cloudless sky. The morning over the Johto seas was nothing short of disappointingly borning to the avian. That was, until splashes of dark color in the horizen captured his attention. Slowly turning his head to snap eyes to the rocks protruding from the seemingly rampent waters. Without a single thought, the Xatu's body made a sharp turn in the direction of the islands. He could remember a name from someplace, another time and life, but it escaped him just as soon. Not that it mattered, he could already see moving forms on the beaches and in the water that was not natural. There were a handful of living and many undead. Coming lower and lower from the sky, the Xatu's eyes narrowed to dangerous slits of illuminated crimson. He did not like how the fools were fighting their fate. All pokemon would become infected and join him and his master's ranks. Why did they skill resist? Even worse, they all seemed to be holding their own against the hoard of mindless undead. More wrath boiled beneath the Harbinger's at the incompetence  of the underlings. His eyes glowed, his streamline body coming closer and closer to ground level. His attack was fired and ready before he even reached the group.

Without slowing at all, the harbinger took aim. Swooping over the group, the duel type took his prey before simply flying back out to the air. He had no reason for taking a meal. His vent was done. He snapped the mind of the Quilava with no effort. In the time it took to fly over the group, he simply broke the mind of the fire starter. Blood exploded from it's eyes as well as mouth, not even a cry managing to escape it before falling over to one side with a sharp snap, simply dead.

The Xatu merely flew on. Not a look back nor a thread of guilt.

Pouria watch as everything happened around him. He has had enough of this team right now. Though they seem nice and all he was more concern at hunting for his trainer and the Pokemon that were in the team, if they were still living and not a part of the undead Pokemon now which he hopes is true since he didn't want to have to kill his friends, Pouria looked at the group still on the beach and watch with shock and sadness as one of the fire types was killed by an undead Xatu who just flew off after it's killing. The Golduck look at the remaining team and wave goodbye, though he was sure they didn't care, and swam off in search of his friends.

(sorry guys. I've had fun posting with you but my muse for Pouria has left me so I'm having to put him in inactive right now)

Once again the fools of the world made themselves known. 

The Xatu flew on. He had no intention of ever returning to the foolish group of Pokemon. He did not care in the least for the foolish living whom would only become zombie food within minutes. Or at least maybe be infected. The avian felt his feathered fingertips move with the breeze and an irritation built up within him. He was to be in control always. How dare something like an invisible wind defy him? A slight pounding begand to thump on in the back of his head as he flicked the one wing in irritation. Using a weaker psychic to effectively straighten his dirty feathers. The bones from beneath poked up in places, long since dried blood poking through. The infection may have brought horrors to his body, but the Xatu only found himself enjoying it.

He would have traded his soul for more power to control. But then again, had he not already? The thought brought a lazy calmness to the duel type's eyes. His beak twitched ever so slightly in satisfaction. Power. He had plenty of it. But the sounds of batte from below distracted him. Stopping midair, the Xatu came to a complete hault midair. His streamline body turned ever so slightly, allowing him to regaurd the so called battle going on below. The almost nonexistant smirk melted away instantly, replacing his features with the usual cold speculating gaze. The other Pokemon, a Breloom, was fighting the undead on the beach. It was even holding it's own against them. Irritation began to unfold inside of him, right where his heart should have been. 

Why were the undead so dammed weak? They were the superior race-- there should have been no issues with overwhelming a small and pitiful group of living like that. The Xatu ran his gaze over the body of the fallen Quilava. Even the Vaporeon and Golduck from earlier were gone. So why was the Breloom still keeping his own?! A hiss of hardly restrained anger came from the beak of the duel type, his pulsating crimson eyes intense as he stared at the stupid shroom. He would just have to intervene then. With no hesitation, the magenta glow around him actually disappeared. Dismissing the psychic energy the Harbinger always used for movement, the Xatu shot back towards the ground. With no hesitation, he reached the Breloom within seconds. The pitiful undead he had been fighting all schrried back in horror, their garggled sounds full of fear even to those who could not understand them. The Breloom was not one of them. The Xatu listened as he suddenly boasted, taunting the undead to return. The Harbinger's left eye twitched. He had dealt with enough of that. "...fool." was all that he said. The Breloom immediately spun around, his eyes akin with shock and horror as the avian folded his wings against his body and met his eyes. The red eyes of the undead actually narrowed, showing a rare thread of emotion. "...it was not you they were afraid of." The cry of horror from the grass type only confirmed the Xatu's resolve to take the kill. Shooting forward, the Harbinger took aim. With a well placed Peck, the mushroom cap of the Breloom was wretched off from his body. Gore and blood spilled onto the ground instantly, coating the grass type as he suddenly began screaming and flailing. The Xatu merely snapped the flesh in half, leisurely ingesting it as he watched his prey squirm. He had fallen to the ground, trying in vein to stop the pouring blood with his short arms. The Harbinger allowed the meat to revive him, bringing a strong light to his eyes.

The light of madness. At his own leisurely pace, the Xatu tore him apart and ate him, all using Psychic. First his arms, simply snapping from his body before being brought to the bird's beak. The flesh would stay midair while the duel type ate the meat at his own pace, almost like being served by invisible hands. Then his legs. Then his tail. Finally the blood was becoming too much-- the Breloom would die of bloodloss before the Harbinger could do a thing. So to finish him off, a bright glow came to the Harbinger's eyes. Almost instantly, the insides of his prey exploded, the organs and other gore shooting out of his body and covering the surrownding area. None of the undead dared to make a move, either. They knew this was the Xatu's kill.

He simply picked up the heart of the now dead Breloom. The Harbinger happily swallowed it whole before taking to the air again. It felt good to take the traditional route sometimes.

Jiru's eyes widened as he watched not one, but two of the pokemon he had come to call his friends die before his eyes to an undead Xatu. The others had left, and two had died.
The Charmeleon had been left alone on the island. Why just him? Why couldn't it have been one of the others. It seemed he was just meant to be alone.

Letting out a sigh, Jiru turned to head back into the cave, though he jumped when two Scraggy jumped out at him shouting surprise.
They didn't look like living, blood dripped from there mouths and Jiru let out a growl. "Don't bother me, I'm not in the mood." He growled as he starred them down. Raising his claws, ready to attack if they did.

Flying over the Whirl Islands, the firefly colored dragon watched as a Charmeleon was tormented by two seemingly undead creatures. Narrowing her eyes, she didn't want to intrude but she felt she must as she took to a dive in the sky and fired a Dragon Tail close by to scare the creatures. Landing to the ground, Saiki whipped her tail back and forth behind her but otherwise stood silent as she waited to see what would happen.

After swimming miles across Route 40, having been chased into the water by the undead and unable to turn back, Raz the Chikorita found himself at Whirl Islands. He climbed up on the shore and collapsed, panting from exertion. He couldn't pick himself up and promptly passed out from exhaustion.

He woke abruptly to the sound of fighting. He turned to see two Scraggy attacking a Charmeleon. Not seconds after he awoke, there was a beautiful Dragonair flying overhead. Then it used a Dragon Tail and almost deafened Raz.

He ran to the closest hiding spot.

"Don't bother you? Are we being a bother? We just wish to make you smile....Permanently." The two pokemon said, and Jiru felt a shiver go down his spine. For some reason they reminded him of that damned clown, he just hoped they wouldn't be as much as a problem as he was.
"Sorry, but I don't feel like smiling. Not after I just lost everyone." He was left alone with these two scraggy.
Jiru wasn't expecting what they did next. They ran at him before sliding under him, causing him to trip and fall flat on his face. Ok, now he was pissed.
Getting back to his feet he turned to face the trouble duo, his mouth flickering with flames as he prepared a Flamethrower, though he didn't have the chance to fire it when a Dragon Tail came down near the two infected, bring up dust and sand. Though when it cleared he saw what did it. It was a Dragonair, one with marks he had never seen before. She was truly a sight to behold, and Jiru had almost forgotten about the Scraggy.
The odds where even now, just so long as the Dragonair was on his side.

Raz has waiting, hiding behind this rock for a few minutes thinking, Sh..Should I h..h..help or should I stay where it's safe. Then this angry flow went through him. I bet they killed my parents. As quickly as the surge entered him a memory came back to him, it was him watching his parents death. Then he jumped out from behind the rock suddenly that even he didn't expect and shouted LEAVE HIM ALONE!

Then he remembered another thing, that's what he said to the undead when they attacked his parents except he said "Leave them alone!" But the undead didn't even look at him and continued to fight/eat his parents. He ran away from them, not this time. He isn't going to let another pokemon die because he didn't help it.

When he made up his mind completely to either attack or swim away, he then ran up next to the fire type starter and said, "I've got your back." Raz then got into his battle stance.