
Chapter 8
7 Starters remained on the field but not for long when a Fenniken cried out for some backup. More Starters arrived to the fight and it only grew harder for the Ghost Types to keep the fight going.
Napstablook used Woodhammer on the group, getting hurt from the recoil as well. The move only took down about a quarter of the Starters.
Echo used Shadow Ball at the Starters, barely able to do much damage either.
A Torracat used a large Flamethrower at Echo but Napstablook floated in front of her and took the attack instead, collapsing to the ground, now severely burned from the attack.
NAPSTABLOOK!!!" She screamed. She rushed towards her friend. "Are-are you-you Alright-Alright?! Please-please you-you have-have to-to keep-keep fighting-fighting."
"Really not feelin up to it right now. Sorry." Napstablook sighed.
"What-what do-do you-you mean-mean by-by that-that???" Echo asked.
"I can't go on... This must be the end of me..." Tears came out of his eyes. "But I have been keeping something from you... I... l-love you Echo..."
After he said it, his body started to fade away into nothingness. His spirit lost forever in the Distortion World.
"Napstablook-Napstablook..." Echo called, tears in her beady eyes making the bottom of her rag wet.
"Looks like your friend is gone."
Echo looked up to see Static. "I'll-I'll kill-kill you-you for-for this-this... All-all of-of you-you" She leaped at Static and grabbed her with her Shadow Claws by the throat, attempting to choke her to death. Static just smirked and used Thunderbolt. Echo was electrocuted and forced to let her go.
Static used another Iron Tail on Echo, making the tear in her rag larger. Big mistake. When she spotted a glimpse of the true monster within the cloak, Static's eyes grew wide before they rolled to the back of her head. Her body fell limp to the ground.
Before Echo could turn around to look at the rest of the Starters terrified expressions, she was then grazed by a Fire Type move as well. A Fire Blast to be exact. Then everything went black for her.
Once the Ghost Types saw their leader die in front of them, they turned to see who shot the Fire Type Attack at Echo.
Paarthurnax landed on the ground and roared in anger with smoke coming out of his mouth. "I want all the Ghost Type Pokémon to leave Poketown immediately or else they will join them!!"
All the Ghost Type Pokémon had no choice. They either Flee or Die. They then fled without any protest, never to be seen again. Forced to live in hiding in their abandoned home. Maybe one day they would be able to rise again.
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That's the end of Chapter 8. Hope you enjoyed. More will be coming...
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