Great. I was burnt by the fact an orb/ancient lighting device came into play. Was I vampire now or something? That stuff isn't lethal, and it shouldn't be for a Pokemon like myself.

I almost lost balance and fell from the use of that thing, but I was determined to kick ass and take names. Surprisingly enough, we were in a bit of a stalemate against these guys. We could keep up the pressure, but they'd just recover as if they just arrived here. I got a bit lost, from trying to recover from blinding light to losing count of how many Pokemon were on both sides. There was definitely a new guy on our team, and they... well, let my next paragraph perfectly sum up my reaction.

"Well, good game boys." I didn't really know who I was praising, let alone if I was praising anything at all. I squinted my eyes for a bit, shocked and confused as to why there was suddenly duplicates everywhere. What did they do, find a secret cloning facility? Those things NEVER existed, at least according to Davis' recording of a treaty prohibiting that stuff. Gotta be something causing illusions then. Or they collaborated with Dittos. Or... we were screwed. "Arceus. You'e not a god." I really did begin to notice that I was on fire, and it was PAINFUL. Never had ANYTHING like that before, and not even Desia could do that to me. Stifling my groans, I quickly turned to my team and then back to those - I had hate burning in my heart again, but this time I actually felt like breaking skulls. Heh. It would be nice to get back at those bastards, a little revenge of course. How about frying some brains, maybe I could just slam your tiny faces into the dirt, and... I am going to go do something bad, aren't I? I could do many things, like ripping apart a Zubat skull! My friends, it's time for a little lightning and thunder! I AM ON FUCKING FIRE, I JUST LOST AN OLD FRIEND OF MINE, AND IT'S TIME I GET MAD AND TELL YOU ALL TO FUCK OFF AND DIE!"

I was literally just yelling at the damned swarm, spinning my magnets and twitching irrationally. My scar looked as if it was revealing a purple ball of light within me, and I swear to Arceus the little arcs sprouting all over my body began to dance with the fire, apparently waiting for something to happen... oh, I know. I'm just going to rush in and cause an explosion.

"KAMINA! LET'S DELIVER THE FIREWORKS! I WANT 'EM ALL SOAKED FOR A LITTLE CHAIN OF EVENTS!" AND DAMN IT I WILL END THIS, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. "YOU BASTARDS MIGHT WANT TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY FOR THIS SHITSTORM." I was referring to my team mates to move, considering that I would probably end up hurting them as well. Oh well, MORE BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"