As Absol slept in the sphere, he didn't struggle this time. He actually kinda liked the eerie glow of the streamlines. But if it was any darker, he'd freak out because of his nightmare. He was used to the teleporting now. But it also seemed like he was a pet. Something a more dominant species kept, basically for fun. He spat and growled when the trainer got too close. The trainer had not given up, though he had developed a fear for lunch time.

The sphere opened and Absol leaped out with the current. He saw an Aurorus in front of him. It held it's head high, and when he caught her gaze, she looked away with a teasing smile.

"Absol, use Shadow ball!" the trainer shouted, which Absol found out went by the name of Benny.

Absol ran across the field, ignoring Benny's orders. He pounced on Aurorus with a ferocious shadow claw. It pushed the Aurorus back a few feet, leaving skids in the dirt, where it tried to stand it's ground. It recovered fast and slammed Absol with it's strong tail. Since Absol was a football compared to Aurorus, he was easily knocked a football field length away. He realized, in that time when he was gracefully falling really slowly, that he should have listened to Benny. Benny knew to steer clear of it's powerful tail.

He shook the thought away. As he landed, his shoulder hit a boulder, and he had to limp. He ran as fast as he could with 3 and a half legs back to the arena. He stayed at least a yard way from his opponent this time.

"Absol, use Dark Pulse!" Benny shouted, with a some-what stern voice, reckoning that he shouldn't disobey again. His horn emitted a dark energy, but something wasn't right. It glowed a dark grey with speckles of violet. It pulsed, and sent out a sonic boom of dark energy. He stared in fear as the dark pulse stayed around him and spun in a circle, creating a tornado, which created a dust storm.

He couldn't see anything through the pale color of dirt and sand. The tornado spun faster and faster, until absol just gave up and let his fate take control.

The tornado suddenly stopped, and the sand fell down like confetti until he could see again. He looked at his trainer. Benny looked like he suspected the tornado. He wasn't stunned, but covered in sand with a smile on his face. His hand was outstretched, and he had a bracelet made of black, shiny thread. There was a dark, black gem on it, with swirls of purple.

He looked down, and saw he had stepped on a stone that looked just like it.

He looked up, and saw a burst of color arising from where he was standing.

He took a step forward, analyzing the area for what had happened, when he felt a brush of something soft on his back. His head turned to look at it, and when he saw it, he almost did a back flip in shock. He had wings!

He flapped them, and he flew up a couple feet, he stopped in shock, and fell on his face. He wasn't used to the wings he had just owned.

He soon learned how to operate them, and told Benny that he was ready.

"Use Fly!" He said in a state of amazement, that his Absol was listening.

Absol flapped his wings hard against the wind, and soon he was as high as he could go without getting choked of lack of oxygen.

He waited a little to get used to the altitude, and started flying down. He did it carefully for a while, then realized it would be pointless. So he went low enough for him to see his aurorus target, and dived for it. He closed his wings when he neared his target, and he fell like a... I don't really know... something that falls? His form was more aero-dynamic, so he fell as fast as a jet flew. His face hurt, and his feathers and fur sore from the pressure.

As he hit aurorus, he was pretty sure he hurt more than his target. Both pokemon were damaged, but aurorus more. She fainted and moaned. As he saw he had won, he fell over. He didn't faint, but every muscle in his body ached. As he laid down, his wings glowed a Dark blue, much like his muzzle, and shattered into specs. As the specs hit his fur, his muscles felt a lot better. He stood up, and limped toward his master. For the first time he nudged him with his snout to go in his pokeball. They weren't friends yet, but they were getting there. Bit-by-bit but they were.

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