Vwoom!
At a certain point within the swirling, sky-blotting sandstorm, the air itself began to vibrate. A vortex of white light suddenly materialized in mid-air.
Fwoosh!
With a flash of light, a round, bronze-colored figure shot out of the vortex. It tumbled onto a dune and rolled down the sandy slope. A mont later, the energy vortex vanished as if it had never been there. At the sa ti, the sandstorm began to slowly subside.
Clang!
The bronze figure finally collided with a rock, its montum halted. It fell into the yellow sand and lay still.
It was a Pokémon that resembled an ancient bronze mirror. Its body was a dull bronze color, with six reddish orbs embedded around its edge. In its center were concentric circles, with two closed "eyes" on either side of the core. On its back was a pattern resembling a tree with five leaves.
If Basalt were here, he would have instantly recognized it: Bronzor, the Steel/Psychic-type Pokémon.
This Bronzor seed to be unconscious, lying motionless in the sand. A long, deep gash marred its patterned back, a wound so severe it nearly cut the Pokémon in two. It was clear that this Bronzor was gravely injured.
"Numm~ Nul~"
Drawn by the commotion, the three wild Nul slowly approached. They observed the Bronzor for a mont before one of them leaned in and licked it with its long tongue.
"Bronn..."
Under the Nul's gentle prodding, the Bronzor slowly began to stir. It struggled to open its eyes, curiously taking in its new surroundings.
A desert? A sandstorm? Where am I? Bronzor was completely bewildered. Its holand had no such terrain.
It tried to use its psychic power to levitate, but it was too injured. The effort was imnse, and it could only manage to prop itself up shakily on its base.
"Bronz..."
Leaning weakly against the rock, Bronzor projected a wave of psychic energy towards the three Nul, expressing its gratitude. If they hadn't woken it, it might have remained unconscious until it perished. Its injuries were truly severe.
Bronzor's expression turned grim as it recalled the monts before it blacked out. It had been suddenly sucked into an energy vortex. Its desperate struggle against the pull had triggered a chaotic spatial storm, and it shuddered at the mory. If it hadn't fought back so pointlessly, perhaps it wouldn't have been so badly hurt.
Looking at the unfamiliar environnt, a thousand thoughts raced through its mind. It rembered the recent strange disappearances of mbers from the Solrock and Aron clans. Bronzor realized it might have stumbled into sothing very, very serious.
"Nul..." The Nul finally responded after a long pause. You're welco!
"Bronz... zor..." Bronzor's dwindling psychic energy pulsed out again, conveying a new thought. Friends, could you please lend so of your stamina?
"Nul?" The Nul looked confused. Lend stamina? Is that even possible?
Before they could figure it out, Bronzor's two eyes began to glow with a golden light. The light washed over the Nul, and a pattern identical to the one on Bronzor's back appeared on their bodies. The Nul's eyelids grew heavy, and they soon slumped to the ground, fast asleep.
Then, a strange light emanated from Bronzor's eyes. Thin threads of energy began to rise from the sleeping Nul, flowing into Bronzor's body. As more and more energy threads were absorbed, Bronzor's condition rapidly improved. The Pokémon that could barely stand a mont ago was now floating steadily, able to move freely.
Hypnosis followed by Dream Eater—an excellent combination for restoring stamina.
After recovering a portion of its strength, Bronzor quickly broke the connection. The Nul's eyes were not swirling; their breathing was steady. They were simply in a deep, natural sleep. These Nul were its saviors, and it would not repay their kindness by draining them completely and leaving them helpless. Being defenseless in the wild was a death sentence.
"Bronz..." Thank you, my friends.
Bronzor sent out another wave of psychic energy to gently wake the Nul. After expressing its gratitude one last ti, it floated away.
Its physical injuries were still severe, and its psychic energy was on the verge of depletion. It had to find more Pokémon to "borrow" stamina from as quickly as possible. The unknown environnt filled Bronzor with a profound sense of crisis.
As it traveled, Bronzor used its Hypnosis and Dream Eater combo to borrow stamina from a Sandshrew and two Cacnea, its condition improving with each encounter. While its physical stamina was recovering, converting that stamina back into psychic energy was a slow and inefficient process. It would take a long ti to return to its peak.
Fortunately, the Pokémon here didn't seem very strong. It had yet to encounter one powerful enough to resist its Hypnosis. But as it thought about the gash on its back, a wave of worry washed over it again. Its body had a unique composition. To heal such a severe wound, it would need to find high-quality special tals. The difficulty of that task... would be imnse.
Floating onward, Bronzor sent out its psychic senses, probing the area within a thirty-ter radius. Damn it, it thought. If I weren't so drained, my psychic range would be at least three tis this size.
Soon, it detected a peculiar psychic ripple coming from behind a massive rock not far away. Its "eyes" flashed. It decided to investigate, silently floating higher into the air.
Behind the rock, a Nul was kneeling on the sand. A strange-looking, mysterious creature was huddled behind it, using the Nul and the massive rock as a shield against the swirling sand.
What kind of Pokémon is that? I've never seen anything like it. Bronzor tilted its body, a mix of curiosity and caution in its mind. The unknown was always the most terrifying.
But when it saw the vibrant, healthy Nul, Bronzor was tempted. I could probably borrow a lot of stamina from that one. It was simply too weak right now; it desperately needed the energy.
Silently, it drew closer to the Nul and the mysterious creature. Suddenly, Bronzor sensed sothing else. The mysterious creature was carrying so kind of special tal—a tal that could help heal its wounds. It was in the creature's pocket.
Bronzor was ecstatic, overjoyed at its discovery.
But it failed to notice that dozens of ters away, a Pokémon with dark blue markings was watching it with shifty, mole-like eyes.
When the sandstorm had intensified, Basalt had been forced to take shelter, hoping it would die down before he continued. But in the middle of the storm, Drilbur was having the ti of its life, its joy impossible to contain. Basalt let it play, but on one condition: it couldn't go too far and had to constantly monitor for ground vibrations and movents in the sand, just in case of an attack from a wild Pokémon.
After consuming the Smooth Rock, Drilbur had gained the ability to sense things through the sand. While this wasn't its own sandstorm, it could still borrow the power of the natural phenonon to enhance its senses over a small area.
The mont Bronzor had appeared, Drilbur had spotted it. It hadn't acted imdiately because it didn't know if the newcor was friend or foe, and since it was floating so high, attacking would be difficult.
But now... Bronzor was stealthily approaching Basalt, its intentions clearly hostile. This was an enemy.
"Drilburr!" (▼ヘ▼#)
Drilbur instantly entered battle mode. It used Dig to move silently underground, its senses locked onto the Bronzor in the air.
"Bron...zor?" (◇)?
Bronzor was now within ten ters of Basalt, who was still completely oblivious. He was busy fiddling with his Pokédex, hoping it would regain its signal soon.
After another mont of observation, Bronzor decided it was ti to strike. Its eyes began to glow with a golden light as it prepared to hit both the Nul and Basalt with Hypnosis.
But in that instant, everything changed.
Several waterlon-sized rocks erupted from the sand beneath it, hurtling towards Bronzor. Caught completely by surprise, it was hit dead-on.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The rocks struck Bronzor with a series of sharp, tallic sounds. The force of the Rock Tomb slamd it to the ground, and its round body rolled a great distance before coming to a stop.
"Huh? What was that?"
Hearing the noise, Basalt looked up, bewildered. He saw nothing but the swirling sand. He had no idea what had just happened.
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