Finished Pokemon Midnighters

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John was walking through the halls a few minutes before school started. He got greetings from friends, sneers from enemies, the usual. It seemed like it was going to be a regular, boring school day.
 
Umm, okay, I'll do my first post....

The day was bright, and sunny, but the fog was enough to cover it up and absorb its strength and heat. It was a gloomy day for the pessimistic, and a bright one for the optimistic. Myself... that depends on the day.

I walked to the school, unaware that a big change was happening. It was the transformation: the ability to travel in the Midnight Hour. There were others, but for the moment I was unaware. I arrived at my destination. There were few people scattered in front of the entrance. The bell wouldn't ring for a half hour, so most people were still at home or chillin' with their friends. I walked past everyone, ignoring all. Once in the main hall, however, something caught my attention.


Ooc: Someone post the next part. I want this to be everyone's thread, not mine (lol).
 
OOC: I would post the next part, but I don't know where you're getting at, so I'll just continue with my person's life.

IC: google walked past a few kids and into the school. He got a variety of curious faces, which didn't surprise me. After all, he didn't go to the school. Whenever he looked over at the kids, they would turn away. Scared idots. It was as if he was intimidating them. Then he lost it. google looked over at a person who had been staring at me, and he quickly turned away.

"STOP IT!" google yelled, clenching his fists.

Everyone scattered. And then google looked at himself and gasped. He was glowing.
 
John got to his locker and started turning the combo lock. Suddenly, he felt a weird feeling that he had felt occasionally. He almost finished turning the lock when something hit him on the back of the head. He looked down and saw a heavy textbook on the floor. He heard laughter and turned to see the very person he had been hoping to avoid.

It was Andrew standing around with his idiotic friends. Andrew had jet black hair and a face that was meant for glaring. He always wore gangster type clothes and tried to look as cool as possible. Andrew was pretty tall and well built for a middle schooler, but unfortunately he didn't use that for good.

John sighed when he saw who it was. "Hi, Andrew," John said, rolling his eyes. Andrew smirked. "Hey loser, you look as ugly as ever." Andrew laughed. "Oooh, nice one," John said sarcastically. Andrew didn't seem to notice his comment. "Whatcha doin' after school, gonna hang out with that lame Pokemon of yours?" he chuckled. John clenched his fist. "She's not girly!" he fired back. Andrew just walked up to him and punched him.

John flew backwards, his head slamming into the lockers. Both his head and his eye were throbbing with pain. He felt like he was bleeding. He faintly heard Andrew laughing, but it seemed so far away. Suddenly, he had a strange feeling...
 
Michael walked into the school and headed for his locker. He noticed people scattering about, and decided to see what was going on.

Before finding out what was causing this, he had bumped into Andrew. He had found out his secret, so he had nothing to worry about.

Andrew: Watch it, loser.
Michael: Sorry about that, Aer--

Andrew had figured out what he was going to say, and bolted off. His friends soon followed him. Supposedly, no one else knew about Andrew's secret, and he didn't plan on telling anyone in the first place.
 
google had watched both incidents with Andrew. What a jerk. He had the urge to attack him, but didn't want to expose his powers. But what was with the glowing thing? He tried to shake it off, but it stuck to him. He frowned. He decided to ignore it.
 
Michael sighed. He sensed something...odd, and glared to the side. He noticed someone with an aura-like glow, and immediately thought that was what startled all of those students.

...Hi there. Why the long face?
 
Form- Poke Nighters
Name: Watery A.K.A Shade
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Pokemon(1-3)- Shiny Poliwag
Powers- Can talk to its Trainer and communicate through mind.
Personality- Watery is a very friendly guy. However during the night time his altar ego Shade takes control and Shade is a very mysterious and not social. Water is the compelte opposite of Shade.
Looks (picture or description)-
Shade: http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/25464anime-guy.jpg
Watery: hthttp://0bad0.webs.com/photos/anime-guys/nekodude.jpg (Picture same hair as Shade. Less emo looking >.<)
Life Story- Watery was in a car accident and his parents both died. However Watery doesn't remember a thing and his altar ego Shade remembers everything that happened. However Watery and Shade don't know each other and they don't realize what is happening to them.
 
OOC: wattery's pic isnt showing...

IC: *thinking: so he has an aura too...*

I see. I probably know more than you think. *walks off to locker*
 
John sat on the ground, still in immense pain. He tried to stand up, but couldn't. He could only sit there, silently hoping that someone would help him.
 
"Wait!"

google walked back up to him.

"You were the energy I felt! The presence! Who are you?"
 
Michael is once again, almost at his locker when he notices someone lying on the ground in the corner of his eye. He sighs and decides to help him up.

EDIT:

After helping him up, he notices someone calling him.

Hi again. Im Michael, if thats what you meant.
 
John stood up, slightly disoriented, and looked at his helper. "Thanks. I guess your name's Michael. I'm John," he said.
 
*Michael turns around*

So your name's John? Nice to meet you. Why were you on the floor like that anyway?

*reads his mind*

wait... by any chance was it andrew who did this??
 
"Uhh.... yeah," John answered, slightly confused about how Michael had guessed that. "He's a real jerk. He's been bullying me for a long time." John started to open his locker again.
 
"Not really." google muttered.

Then he looked over at John curiously. He has a similar aura.
 
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