a.c.costello
The deadliest of all attacks. My Charmander was weak. She wouldn't be able to stand another hit. I only wanted to switch her out for my Umbreon. I only wanted to protect her. But Pursuit ruined everything.
I put my plume into the top of my shako. My marching band uniform was now complete. Soon, we would be lining up, getting ready for our special march. 100 years of tradition. Getting the audience pumped up. Ready to show them our amazing show. Hopefully not lose the football game. Again.
Rapid winds destroyed everything in their path. Angry waves smashed and demolished. No house, tree, structure, or living being was safe. The storm was determined to destroy, and nothing could stop it.
The sound of the trumpets blared in my ear. So loud. They won't stop! Boom! Blare! Blast! Blast! BLAST! Trumpunich the trumpets? Blah! More like deadly. The sound of Satan himself. The call of the devil. So loud. What a headache I have.
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