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Shuāng, regaining his conscience, looked to see Gem being burned by a ferocious Blaziken! His eyes darkened and he attempted to rise, but all the blood drained from his face and he keeled over, beginning to hurl.

"Dammit..." He muttered, "What the Hell is wrong with me?!" He attempted a second time at standing, and, leaning against a rock, focused his power.

"ICE SHARD!" Millions of shards of ice soared through the sky and hit the ground. Their jagged edges performed the same actions as caltrops, causing the Blaziken to shriek in pain as it's feet were sliced open. It looked angrily at the ice, and tried to melt it, but the ice stayed firm. It was imbued with Nevermeltice and would not lose it's icy qualities. Chopper shrieked in anger - the ice-trops were too wide spread to jump, and the icy path made it difficult to jump anyway. The angered bird was left with long-range attacks - completely disabled of it's prized legs! It hissed again from it's beak and clacked it twice, cocking his head at Shuāng and Nando. It inhaled.

"TAKE THIS! FLAMETHROWER!" BWOFFF!!! the fire singed through the air at the two pokemon. Shuāng, still worn out and feverish, collapsed while Nando desperately tried to pull him to safety!

((OOC: I like the dark violent storyline, to be honest. You sure you wanna tone it down?))

"That's..." Said a weakened Shuāng, "A shadow... Spirit. A pokemon's final wish... always heard by Jirachi... And those around are bound by that wish. A shadow spirit... That Blaziken must have wished to become a... Shadow pokemon as it died. The resulting ethereal... Spirit became the result of that wish..."Shuāng again tried to rise, but numbly so. He limped over to Nando and carried him inside and called to Gem and Tox:

"Come inside... Before you catch a cold!"

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That night, exhausted, the group fell asleep, but Shuāng stayed up a little longer. Feverish and fatigued, though he was, he got up. Heading out the door, and into the night. It was a crisp night, and there was no wind. Not even a slightest whisper could be heard. The snow fell gently against the light blue night sky. He glanced at the moon, and then dragged himself up a nearby rocky outcrop, slowly making his way up the mountain side. Out of sight from the ground, which was covered in his footprints, there was a small frozen lake. In the center, proud and tall, sat a sculpture of an Articuno. On either side of this statue, were identical ones of Regice. He went under a tree by the lake. He peered into the glass-like ice, and looked at his reflection. While he was almost completely white as snow, the pond showed something different. Something dreadful. There in the pond was indeed HIS reflection, his bright face, however, only half appeared this way. Half it's face was dark and a purple aura shrouded it. A single red eye glared from the ice, filled with hatred.

The shadow... It's growing... a single tear dropped onto the surface of the ice, freezing and breaking to pieces.

CRRRUNCH! A dead branch, concealed by the snow, snapped under her foot.

"Who goes there!?" Shuāng looked up, but Gem bended the light around her to re-conceal herself and her footprints. She had gotten closer. The Glaceon was obviously feeling edgy but for the fatigue. Then, she saw the pond, and a gasp escaped her lips. The shock disrupted her psychic abilities and she appeared before Shuāng from thin air. He gasped, and sudden understanding dawned upon his face. He looked nervously back at the pond, and then:

"I... I'm sorry..." And he leapt up and dashed towards the woods.