Avenger Of All Pokesouls
Fakemon Spriter
This fic is rated Pg13 for some violence and swearing.
Prologue: A dark night
--As night fell over the village, a certain feeling of darkness overcame every soul. The people of the village knew it was time...Time to feed. As every person stole away in their houses, they dropped from the air, folding their wings tight against their 8 foot tall bodies and creeping. They were looking for someone. The Strafe family knew exactly who they were looking for. The Strafes knew that they would come to their house and tear down the door, looking for him. That was the sole reason that they were hiding at the Dodgesons that cold summer night. The people across the road from the Strafes could see them, with their hulking scaled bodies tearing open the door that led into the Strafe family's main room. The beasts were looking for Micheal. They needed to feed, and he was on tonight's menu. Of course, no one had seen Micheal Strafe since he had the operation in Lountatia, and they all knew the beasts would have to pick someone else for their dinner. It was the Strafe family that was in the most fear, for they shared the blood of Micheal, and that was the blood the beasts wanted. Suddenly, the Strafe family house lit up in flames, and the beasts flew up from among the blaze. They had not found him, and they were still hungry. There was a loud thud on the roof of the Dodgeson household. The beasts had found them. Suddenly a flashing light appeared on the ceiling of the Dodgeson's house. It was the beasts breaking through! They all landed on the floor of the Dodgeson family's living room and stuck their scaled snouts up in the air. They were trying to find the Strafes. All of a sudden, they all started to shriek at the same time. They had found the Strafes. One tore open the wall across the room and saw the father, Mr. Douglas Strafe standing there, staring in horror and unable to breath. They had found their supper and it was definitely time to feed. One flung him up into the air, attempting to catch him in it's jaws as he fell back down. But suddenly, the loud whirr of a motor buzzed through the room and Micheal Strafe came flying through the solid concrete wall on his unimotor, catching his father and beheading the beast with one blow of his mighty sword. The other two charged him just as he set his father down. Before they could even reach him he had split one down the middle, and kicked the other one so hard in the neck that it twisted around a whole 360 degrees before snapping off. The blood of the beasts was running all over the floor of the house. The family rejoiced. The operation had succeeded, and Micheal Strafe was back, now more than just a person. He was a Mechasapien.--
~Avenger
Prologue: A dark night
--As night fell over the village, a certain feeling of darkness overcame every soul. The people of the village knew it was time...Time to feed. As every person stole away in their houses, they dropped from the air, folding their wings tight against their 8 foot tall bodies and creeping. They were looking for someone. The Strafe family knew exactly who they were looking for. The Strafes knew that they would come to their house and tear down the door, looking for him. That was the sole reason that they were hiding at the Dodgesons that cold summer night. The people across the road from the Strafes could see them, with their hulking scaled bodies tearing open the door that led into the Strafe family's main room. The beasts were looking for Micheal. They needed to feed, and he was on tonight's menu. Of course, no one had seen Micheal Strafe since he had the operation in Lountatia, and they all knew the beasts would have to pick someone else for their dinner. It was the Strafe family that was in the most fear, for they shared the blood of Micheal, and that was the blood the beasts wanted. Suddenly, the Strafe family house lit up in flames, and the beasts flew up from among the blaze. They had not found him, and they were still hungry. There was a loud thud on the roof of the Dodgeson household. The beasts had found them. Suddenly a flashing light appeared on the ceiling of the Dodgeson's house. It was the beasts breaking through! They all landed on the floor of the Dodgeson family's living room and stuck their scaled snouts up in the air. They were trying to find the Strafes. All of a sudden, they all started to shriek at the same time. They had found the Strafes. One tore open the wall across the room and saw the father, Mr. Douglas Strafe standing there, staring in horror and unable to breath. They had found their supper and it was definitely time to feed. One flung him up into the air, attempting to catch him in it's jaws as he fell back down. But suddenly, the loud whirr of a motor buzzed through the room and Micheal Strafe came flying through the solid concrete wall on his unimotor, catching his father and beheading the beast with one blow of his mighty sword. The other two charged him just as he set his father down. Before they could even reach him he had split one down the middle, and kicked the other one so hard in the neck that it twisted around a whole 360 degrees before snapping off. The blood of the beasts was running all over the floor of the house. The family rejoiced. The operation had succeeded, and Micheal Strafe was back, now more than just a person. He was a Mechasapien.--
~Avenger
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