Pokeschool

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    Tokéro yawns and rubbed her eyes. They were glowing red. She had shadows swirling around her. When she removed her hands, her eyes were red.

    Professor Chamello had to teach a class soon so after he dropped off Vendetta he went back to his classroom. He was a little tired from the battle, but was actually a little proud of himself for beating the Ghost. He had always been into battling, but he rarely placed in tournaments he had entered and he knew that he would always be a scientist. He sat in his desk, took a sip of coffee and started preparing his lesson plan for his upcoming class.


    Occ: Since I am the ONLY active teacher can my class be next?

    You were the first class, remember? Now it's after free hour and time for battle class.

    Vendetta saw dots explode everywhere as she tried to breath, and she groaned. She looked at her tails, relived to find them a dark orange other than a midnight black. She felt sick about trying to kill her friends as Ghost and squeezed her eyes, wishing none of that happend at all.

    Tokéro fought for breath. She was paniking, and her arms were covered in shadows. She got up and opened a window, and stuck her head out. "Hot in there, eh?" She croaked.

    Vendetta struggled to get off the cot, determined to go to Battle Class.

    Tokéro felt hot. Her skin burned like flames were spreading across her arm. She closed her eyes, holding out a hand.
    "Wanna go to class? I'll teleport."

    Tokéro closed her eyes tightly. But as they teleported, something flashed in her eyes.....[i]purple[i]!

    "Tokero, something's wrong,isn't it?" she sent a message to her mind, noticing the purpe color.

    Ooc: Tokéro and vendetta are teleporting. That's all I was paying attention to.
    Ic: Tokéro wanted to scream the truth. As she took a deep breath, they appeared in the halls. She teleported back, then screamed. Her shadow form was controlling her. Purple shadows swirled around her. She dropped to her knees and fought back vomit rising up her throat. She got up and fell back on the ground.

    Vendetta put a paw on Tokeros head, searching for the darkness. Her paw recoiled when she felt the same evil Ghost had emitted when he took over her.

    Moon and Sun sat in the seats for battle class, and saw the twosome teleporting into the arena. " Hiya guys! ",she said.

    Ooc: Tokéro is based on Johanna from Catching Fire. Fun fact :P

    Ooc: I'm going to be inactive. :(
    Ic: Tokéro closed her eyes. Wondering which breath will be her last.