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After I had recovered, both Darren and I stood over the Toxicroak’s unconscious form, lying sprawled out on the ground. “So, what do we do with him?” the Golurk asked, “Do we just leave him here?” I winced, “I don’t know…I mean, I don’t think it’s right to just leave him out all by himself, he might recuperate and hunt us down again.” Zygarde was glaring at Andy. I turned to it, though it couldn’t communicate with us, I knew it was angry at Andy for being involved with Pokéxtinction, which had kidnapped its “cells” and was messing up this dimensionR

It started with those damned headaches. Deep, throbbing, painful headaches. The ones that sink right down to the very center of your brain... a kind of horrible tension that nearly blinds you and doubles you over where you stand. These were the kind of headaches that severely threatened my Honor Roll status and made studying - which I used to enjoy - a distracting, frustrating, painful process. Aspirin didn't help. Nor did Ibuprofin. Nothing I took helped, not even heavy duty migraine stuff. And THAT was enough to worry me enough to have my parents take me to the doctor. With pain severe enough to bring me to tears most of the time, images o

Another day, another trip to the Digital World, another return to the Real World. Simple enough for the six of them and their Digimon partners. Except that on the way out went twelve, even mix of human to digimon. On arrival, the humans were now outnumbered by one, something quickly noticed by Izzy, who had been acting in his own words as "Mission Control" or, in everyone else's words, messing about on his laptop well away from the front of his main computer monitor that he had left open to let them go to the Digital World. "What the... Where are TK and Kari?!" He exclaimed upon seeing the other four humans emerge from the Digi-port. Patamo

Gratsu Week - Day 4: Gender Bender If there was one thing Natsu could not stand about Grayko, it was her stripping habit. Despite being a buxomly girl, she frequently tossed off her shirt, giving men throughout the guild nosebleeds. A few times a day, someone had to warn her, "Grayko, your clothes!" Every time she did it on a mission, it threw off Natsu's concentration, and he usually got hit by the enemy. On one mission, the stripping distraction from Grayko cost Natsu dearly. She had pulled off everything, even her panties, and Natsu got an instant nosebleed. He was hit so hard by an attack while freaking out over her exposed breasts and p

“Excuse me, master.” “Yes Merci?” “The battle videos for this week’s tournaments have been collected. They are on your computer now.” “Thank you very much, Merci. I’ll look at them right now.” “Of course, master.” Doji took a sip of orange juice from his wine glass as he brought the videos up on his computer screen. He always reviewed battles from point tournaments to find strong bladers who might choose to join the Dark Nebula – or who might pose a threat to the organization. Doji nearly choked on his juice when he saw who the focus of one video was. A boy wi