Name: Kinnie Gutamen
Location: Route 203
Pokémon: (6/6)
| Hannig♂ | 18/18
| Vilne♂ | 15/15
| Fiona♀ | 15/15
| Guinness♂ | 18/18
| Beluga♀ | 15/15
| Lonroch♀ | 14/14
Items: x20, x1, x2, x1, x1
Total Posts: 50
Points: 45


Hannig watched in horror as one of the humans in the group, a new one he did not recognise, continually goaded the big, scary one who attacked Kinnie. He feared for this boy's life, but his fear did not translate powerfully enough as the man shrouded in a long, black coat charged up his weapon and unleashed it upon the boy before him. Hannig looked away and tried his best to shield his trainer, desperately hoping that the radius of the blast wasn't great enough to reach him in his current position.

When the assault was over, all that remained of the human boy was a burnt, smoking corpse emanating a horrible burning stench. Beside him was the melted remains of the poké ball he had been holding. Hannig imagined that there may have been someone inside it...

The grotle cowered over Kinnie before he heard the shuffle of feet and witnessed another group enter the scene. There were many humans dressed the same, as well as two humans from his trainer's group. They were holding them hostage. He felt his panic rise as he wondered if the uniformed humans were working with the scary human.

Hannig turned to the soft groans of his trainer. He felt a pang of relief course through him as he nudged at her side repeatedly, looking towards some of the nearby trainers and trying to catch their attention as subtly as he could. His trainer moved a little and slowly opened her eyes. She sat up, meeting eyes with him. There was an absence to them that scared him, so he grunted lowly, trying to rouse her properly. She was clearly having difficulty comprehending their situation, so he turned back around and stood guard, fear rippling through his system.