Azure Bubbles

Cross x S[i]N: The Dark Sephiroth

If three years have passed, then Selena isn't Miss Pandora IX anymore. (And even if they hadn't, she was probably presumed dead by the public anyway.) Lol, there goes her Pride. xD I can make this work!

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Alright, but Whitney will still insist on a rematch later.

Speaking of which lawl Emil walked out without his badge (unless Whitney already gave it to her?) If so, someone grab his and give it to him |D

Lulz. xD

I suppose Stella could handle that. (Giving him the Badge I mean.)

I'm assuming the Department Store sells other things besides Pokemon stuff, it's just not in the games. Which is her justification for going back.

Her Togepi is Bold. lD I spent a great deal of time breeding Bold Togepis. xD I'm considering her Chikorita will be Timid as a Chikorita, but become Calm when she gets older and evolves into a Meganium. xD (Another reason why I dislike Pokemon Natures. People change as they get older.)

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So, should Whitney not give Nerissa the Gym Badge or...?

Also, Stella really doesn't need an excuse to go shopping.

Pokemon - Willow League

Purple is the manly mans color.

We all know real men wear pink. xD

Cross x S[i]N: The Dark Sephiroth

I'm baaack! Not that I ever went anywhere, but still.

Cross x S[i]N: The Dark Sephiroth

Selena Diana Artemis I Andre Bellamy
Dark Realm || Angel's Town
MediLab

Selena was unconscious, and floating inside of a tank filled with an unknown liquid. A series of tubes were connected to her mouth allowing her to breathe. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open as she regained consciousness. For a minute her vision was blurry. As soon as soon as her vision sharpened, and got a good look at where she was, she wanted to scream, but kept her cool for the sake of keeping up appearances. Besides. she found herself unable to do so even if she had wanted to anyway.

Meanwhile, in a different tank, Andre was experiencing the exact same situation as Selena. He had a much easier time keeping his composure. Surely, none of this real. He must have dozed off in his room, and this was a strange dream as a result of something he ate that day. He smiled and enjoyed floating in the thick liquid, figuring he may as well enjoy this before he woke up. As his senses became clearer, he soon began to realize that this was not a dream, but very real. Andre was upset, but wasn't aware of how he had gotten into this situation enough to let it bring him down. He still kept a smirk on his face. Getting angry and thrashing about wasn't going to get him out of here any faster.

The room they were in was like one of those cliched science fiction movies, Selena thought. It was dark, save for the lights of the large computer monitor. What was more concerning were what seemed to be scientists studying her. Two male, and one female. Those male scientists were studying her much too intently for Selena's liking. She could see a smile starting to form on his face, which made her cringe. If she were able, Selena would have slapped him right there. Who did this man think he was? As if he stood any kind of chance with her. She was way too good for him. Thankfully, the female scientist snapped at him. before turning her attention back to the tank. "The impact appeared to be brutal. The trauma could've caused permanent loss of hearing." The scientist explained.

Selena shook her head. I can hear you perfectly fine, thank you! She thought. She wanted to say that out loud, but couldn't. The device on her mouth made any kind of speech difficult. Then they asked how she crashed, but she honestly couldn't remember. There was a fabulous cruise, a masked ball, but everything else was a blur. Then they said something about having found another person, but Selena wasn't the least bit concerned about who the other person was. All she wanted was to get out of this tank, and away from these scientists.

Andre's recollection of events were just as vague as hers was. He did have vague memories of a luxury liner, and some interesting people, but that was it. He could see a few other people that looked vaguely familiar were in the room with him. He hoped he would get to see them and make them his friends soon. A few new people to play with would make this experience much better.

fluttershy

I prefer Rarity.

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Done! Hopefully, that should suffice!

Fairy types are now canon! 8D

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Lol, I just ninja'd Jester. :P I'll edit Stella's part into that.

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"Girls and their damn pink girl Pokemon... Dude, why am I not surprised? Cecil, dodge the idiot and go for a Fire Fang!"

But the Houndour didn't move, immobilized by his newfound love for the bovine Pokemon. The Miltank was now rolling at full speed, hitting the tiny dog and knocking him back. The Houndour got up, but the look of longing was still in his eyes. The Miltank was once again rolling around the Gym, this time twice as fast. "Hehe, I think your little puppy likes my pink Pokémon." Whitney teased. "Isn't it cute?"

"Focus, Cecil! It's coming close...slow it down with a Thunder Fang!"

But the dog was still in love with the bovine Pokemon to even think about hurting her. The cow hit once more, this time harder, knocking the dark type towards her trainer's feet. Whitney threw her head back, and laughed. "Haha! If we keep this up, this battle will be over in no time!"

"Don't give up, tough guy. Go for another Fire Fang!" Her opponent encouraged, before the Pokemon got up and ran back into the arena, the attraction faded, as the Miltank finished her third round and crashed into the still-slightly dazed Houndour, but this time, he managed to sink his burning fangs into the cow's upper back, causing her to moo in pain. If Whitney was at all worried about the Fire fang hitting, it didn't show on her face.

The Miltank made its fourth round, The Miltank was rolling as fast as she possibly could. The Houndour looked beaten up, and had barely managed to stand up. The attraction took over him once more, as Miltank managed to hit him again and send him flying. The dog crashed onto the ground, whimpering in pain as he tried to stand up one more time. Milly was now rolling around the Gym at top speed. At this point, Whitney was jumping up and down happily. "Hahahaha! It looks like I win!"

"Cecil, you can do this! Just a little more....REVERSAL!"

The Houndour got back up on his feet, and growled as he started shaking and a red glow began to emit from him. The attraction had not immobilized him this time, and he was now focused. As the Miltank rolled closer. The Houndour stood his ground, the red glow growing stronger. When the cow was literally a few inches away, he unleashed a powerful attack. The impact caused dust from the arena stirred and rose into a cloud.

Whitney's stopped her celebration, and her eyes widened as she saw what had just happened. "Wait, What...?!"

When the dust cleared, Whitney saw her precious Miltank was lying on the ground unconscious. "Oh no... NONONONONONO!" She shouted while running up to her Pokémon. Tears started welling up in her eyes. When it was clear that her Pokémon had been beaten, she let it out and started sobbing. "WAAAAAAAH!"

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"Unfortunately, you know as much about this new type as I do." Stella replied. "I didn't hear anything else about this new type other than it has an advantage against Dragons, and that the proposed name of this new type is Fairy." She smiled when she said the name. The more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea of adorable fairies being able to defeat monstrous dragons. It would teach some of those immature boys she had to share a class with at Trainer's School a lesson. They probably couldn't stand to see their precious Salamence being downed by something pink. "Which I suppose would explain why Clefairy of all things would be one."

She had only knew a little bit of how type evolutions worked from her days at the trainer school. Though, not any more than someone who was required to take a basic Science class would to know, and was far from being an expert on the matter. She was sure she knew more than this kid however. After all, she had already graduated. "If I had to guess, it could be a similar situation to the deviation between Rock and Ground types, just shared with Normal. Although I can't explain where the immunity to Dragons comes from..."

Out of the corner of her eye, Stella saw Nerissa's Houndour getting trounced by Whitney's Miltank and smirked. She liked it when people got what they deserved,