PMDRPG3: The Honchcrow Agency - Revived

"Hmph, using items is a bit cheap now ain't it?" Bam stated, as the steelix flinched, Bam inhaled sharply and let out a Blue colored Flamethrower which delivered devastating damage to the Shadow Steelix. When Bam was finished he was fanning his mouth.

"Woew, tha thin wath bernin" he attempted to say but the heat from the flamethrower was too much. (What's going on here...? Is something powering up my flamethrower in here?) Bam's began to feel a burning effect in his mouth and cringed in pain. (Burn?! No way! Could I have been burned by my own flamethrower?!) The steelix got up recovering from the flinch and half of it's face was slightly melted, and glared at the group and began charging towards them.

Jeraldo smirked, finally thinking of one of his good ol' plans and shouted, "Hurry! Bam, Sage, hit that wall with all you got!" Jeraldo pointed by throwing the heavy metal orb at the wall to their left, leaving a huge factured dent in its side. better remember, for B-Garchomp's sake Jeraldo thought, using confusion through his injured arm to draw the fang back to him.

Sage and Bam both rammed into the factured wall surface with all of their force, breaking a nice sized hole into the cave wall. Jeraldo just lept at the hole after them, concealing them from the path of the charging behemoth. "So, I figured," Jeraldo laughed, "We're stuck between an inpassible wall and a giant metal bat-" Jeraldo explained as quickly as he could before a HUGE crunch, followed by a 'blooping' noise, which was followed by an explosively loud scream of rage and pain...

followed by nothing.

Jeraldo reached down and nabbed the orb off of the ground and put it back in his pack along with the fang and the three walked around the corner. Where the door had once been was a huge raggedy hole in the cave's passage which led to a small ledge, which followed up to a huge pit of lava. Just beyond the door's edge, in the lava, was a disolving metalic mass, twisted and warped from the heat.

The remains of their shadowy foe...

"What a gruesome way to go" Bam stated. He peered around the now opened room and saw virtually no way to go down. "WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THAT DOOR IF IT LEADS TO A ROOM FILLED WITH LAVA!?" Bam shouted and he began stomping on the ground furiously, as he was stomping he heard something shifting. "What was that?" Suddenly the cavern started to quake and all 3 were on the ground due to imbalance. The quake suddenly stopped and Bam looked once more in the lava room, a spiraling staircase has been formed due to the quake.

"What would you guys do without me?" He stated arrogantly while heading to the staircase.

"Yes, yes Bam, the legendary titan of earth doesn't use ground based attacks to enter his secret home." Jeraldo mocked Bam as they proceeded down the stairs. The stairs kept going down...and down...and down, all the while getting hotter and hotter and hotter.

Finally, a large door-like hole emerged from the bottom of the steps. The group catiously stepped in, examining all that they could. It was a massive room, ringed with lava, the ceiling impossibly high for a cave, and on the opposite side of the room was a small passageway. Despite most of the wall looking like it had been smoothed and even polished at one point, there was now ragged claw marks, and even some holes dug into the walls.

"Well...I thought for sure a room like this would have had Groudon in it, come on, let's go deeper in." Jeraldo mused out load.

"Wait!" Shouted out Bam, "GROUDON, WE CHALLENGE YOU TO THE ULTIMATE FIGHT OF WARRIORS, SHOW YOURSELF WEAKLING!!!"

Before Jeraldo could scold Bam for doing something that stupid, a large, hideous grinding started emitting from the extremely high ceiling. Suddenly, a blackened claw ripped through, then the arm attached, and then a huge pokemon fell all the way down to the bottom and landed infront of the group, roaring a malelovent screech. Its fangs dripped blackened spittle, the intercrossing lines that flowed across its body glowed a palid, sickly red, the eyes were a dull ochre, and everything about the pokemon looked diseased and nearly rotten...

...Groudon had come.