The sun gleamed off the dome of the stadium, two trainers stood face to face about to have the biggest battle of thier lives, Acid Tounge and Poison King wern`t eaither one of them. However they and a few friends would go on an adventure and have an even bigger battle. It all starts with comming voices...
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High in one of the tallest branches of a large oak sat a girl cursing and a boy playing with vials. For some reason they were sitting on opisite branches of the oak backs leaning on the tree unable to see one another but still talking to each other. The girl leaned to get a look at the screen above the staidium doors she watched two girls faceing off for the tidle of champion. "I should be up there right now,'" she growled, "That dirty son of a," she started to say, "Easy Acid Tounge, you know I could always..." he pulled a vial out of his suit pocket, "No Poison King," she paused and looked around, "too many witneses. You can`t kill someone in broad daylight think!" she rolled her eyes you`d think the king of poison would know something like that. "I was only going to put her to sleep for a long time, anyway you were close enough." he reasoned. "Fourth isn`t close enough! A least I didn`t get seventh like you, I can`t remember the guy who beat you I would like to give him a peice of my mind." "I think you have given out enough of your mind for one day," he snickered she hadn`t lost she had been thrown out for language, "Did you have that dream again?" he asked. "Sure did," she shivered, "I can`t stop thinking about the words let me go what could they mean?"
"I probably spilled some poison in our food so don`t worry."
"Connor!" she growled in a low voice you could tell she was mad by the fact she had said his real name. "Alice, don`t be like that, at least it didn`t kill us."
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High in one of the tallest branches of a large oak sat a girl cursing and a boy playing with vials. For some reason they were sitting on opisite branches of the oak backs leaning on the tree unable to see one another but still talking to each other. The girl leaned to get a look at the screen above the staidium doors she watched two girls faceing off for the tidle of champion. "I should be up there right now,'" she growled, "That dirty son of a," she started to say, "Easy Acid Tounge, you know I could always..." he pulled a vial out of his suit pocket, "No Poison King," she paused and looked around, "too many witneses. You can`t kill someone in broad daylight think!" she rolled her eyes you`d think the king of poison would know something like that. "I was only going to put her to sleep for a long time, anyway you were close enough." he reasoned. "Fourth isn`t close enough! A least I didn`t get seventh like you, I can`t remember the guy who beat you I would like to give him a peice of my mind." "I think you have given out enough of your mind for one day," he snickered she hadn`t lost she had been thrown out for language, "Did you have that dream again?" he asked. "Sure did," she shivered, "I can`t stop thinking about the words let me go what could they mean?"
"I probably spilled some poison in our food so don`t worry."
"Connor!" she growled in a low voice you could tell she was mad by the fact she had said his real name. "Alice, don`t be like that, at least it didn`t kill us."