kalseng stared back at the frosslass's eyes and he saw something. Something different... He saw what needed to be done. He needed to steel his nerves... He needed to create something unstoppable. Kalseng felt it inside him, this hardened nerve. He had flinched when Haunter had hurt the Salamence, but he had to detatch himself from the battle, and steel up everything inside himself.
Kalseng did what he had to do. He pulled himself up, striaghtened out, and changed. His eyes hardened, leaving behind his true soul, and he created a new personality within himself. His face adjusted to a hard gaze, which tore at the Frosslass, sending her into shivers. Kalseng then turned to the immenent threat. The dragons.
A woman appeared in front of them, one whom had floated down from atop a building. Kalseng listened to her words and nodded. This was needed. Kalseng stared at the Salamence, and he knew what had to happen. He looked her over once more, making sure of his resolve. The will-o-wisp had done damage, but his body was only hurt. That thing wanted the dragonite dead. And that was what needed to happen. That dragon needed to lose his lust for battle.
"Haunter..." Kalseng said. "I'm gonna make you do something I never want you to do again. The Haunter looked up, trying to search for his trainer. He was there, but he had simply owned up to himself. He had finally matured. He had become new. He had been reborn. "Reach into his mind. Literally touch his mind. Get into it using psychic. And then, use a inght sahde on him." Kalseng ordered. Haunter transferered all of his attacks throuhg his hands, so a night shade to h iis mind might just do what it needs to. "But let's not harm the egg. Give it here." Kalseng extended his hand to the Haunter, whom currently held the egg. He palced it in Kalseng's palm, and nodded to what he had to do.
Haunter quickly ascended through the air, and threw his hands into the salamence's skull. Within his head, Haunter hesitated. he didn't know what was right... Ghosts had strong powers, but he didn't want to kill the poor thing... Haunter did whathe needed to. Kalseng reached into the salamence's mind, and probed it with a Psychic. The attack reached through the electron patterns and found the center, and latched itself on. Haunter pered into its thoughts merging with it. Its hands were now inside the creatures head, and Haunter new what had to be done.
The dark energy trickled into Haunter's claws, until it had built up. Haunter let loose with it, creating the entire attack within salamence's head. The dark, ghost-like energy contored the creatures attack, coating its thoughts in darkness. The monstor roared in terror, and writhed from side to side. The salamence's visio went dark, its nerves wrecked by the attack. The monster felt its mind coated, until it oculd think no more, until its senses were dead. Haunter felt the energy pulse through the monsters body. Haunter hadn't just used a night shade attack. That would have been to strong for a night shade. It had used Dark Pulse.
The Salamence was suspended in the air only by Haunter's grip, until the monster had stopped the attack, and pulled his hands from the salamence's head, his hands still glowing from the dark pulse attack. The slamence fell from the sky, plummeting to the earth. It hit the ground on its hard, protected underbelly, but it still hadn't recovered its senses or self-being from the attack.
Haunter felt a twang in its mind. something had been overused. the pokemon had sustained a Psychic attack and a Dark Pulse attack. The pokemon had overexerted its mental state of being, not its physical being. The pokemon dropped unable to hold a levitation anymore.
Kalseng snapped back to his old self, and saw his okemon plummet. He dived for his Haunter. "Haunter!" He called out, throwing out his arms. The pokemon fell right into Kalseng's warm embrace, unconscious. Kalseng turned to he Salamence to check on it. The dragon was still breathing, slowly taking in raspy breaths, its mind still blanketed, its senses permanently dulled. If that thing recovered, it would still be damaged for a while.
The dragonite hovered in the air, stairing a tthe trianer holding its egg and the Haunter.
[[OOC: And that, my children, is how the battle Kalseng was formed. Yayz.]]
