[Spruce]

We finally get to Celes' place, only to find that it was large and empty. Considering the fact that all of her siblings seemed to have run off somewhere, I could only assume there was going to be more of them. Also taking a look at the family members who were here, it was safe to assume that the entire family was either eevee or any of its evolutions... possibly all of them, considering that there's a jolteon (Celes' brother, I think), an umbreon (Celes' father), and an espeon (Celes' mother)... and, of course, Celes, who was a sylveon by now. There were also a couple burn marks on the floor, which made me think that there was at least one flareon in the family. There was also a garden nearby, and what appeared to be some sort of ice and snow-based construction near that, which was a bit strange. I didn't pay too much attention to the conversation between Celes and William at the moment, and I turn back only to find out that I was the only one actually in the home at this point. "What the...? Celes! What are you doing out there? Don't you want to go home?" I ask her, though, her parents started looking at me a little angrily, which, considering their typing, made me a little nervous, no, not because I was particularly effected by dark or psychic types, no, it was because I KNEW that messing with them was a bad idea... they can read your mind... or, you know, hide in the shadows of your house until you go to sleep and just kill you right then and there.

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[Anthony]

"I honestly don't care if you mean to harm or pick up the orb, I'm here to stop ya!" The scrafty, whose voice sounded a lot like my father's shouted in response to Matt's comment about us not being here to harm the orb. He then continues to not attack... what was he doing? It took a while, but the answer finally came to me, he was using Bulk Up this whole time, which, of course might look like he was stalling and doing nothing to an outside viewer. Of course, his continued use of the move made it difficult to use counter, that is, until he finally attacked me, and with Chip Away, and I could tell he was trying to bypass my reflect, but, thankfully, the wall was just too sturdy, and, while I still took considerable damage, I didn't pass out. I also never stopped trying to use Counter, and this time, actually managed to do exactly that, countering the scrafty's attack, and apparently dealing quite a bit of damage... of course, the state I was left in told me this wouldn't work a second time, not without some sort of healing. He then looked around, and after a bit of that, tried using Crunch on Matt, apparently content with his current attack and defense. "Matt, watch out!" I say before Daniel flies in the way of the attack, and takes the hit, using Shadow Rush on the scrafty after that. "Hey... why'd you guys bring a shadow pokemon here?" He asks us, apparently a little mad, as if we've broken some sort of unwritten rule.

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[Bonnie]

The gallade, after theorizing that I was a zorua, just ran up to me and started punching and slashing with his elbow blades non-stop. I narrowly avoid taking enough hits from that attack to knock me out, and, after him launching another one of those Psycho Cuts at Tini, he tried to finish us off with some giant energy orb... no, not Energy Ball, more like Focus Blast, but, thankfully, an imposter of some sort, no, wait, William, came in and broke his focus, forcing him to abandon that attack and focus on his fake. William then ordered us to attack, and, due to a blunder from him, I could tell that he was the more beat-up looking gallade. I nod, and start thinking about my own father, and the horrors he caused me to see, focusing this into an attack, just like any other time I've used it, and eventually run up to the gallade, using Frustration on him, and hoping to hit, and possibly deal damage just due to my growing hatred for my father. I almost thought about my father for too long, and that would have thrown me into some sort of rage, but, I managed to avoid that, thankfully, as, if we were going to win, I'd certainly need my head, and I'd need control over my own actions.