})-Legendary Grimhack-({

[Grimhack]

Name: Grimhack
Alias: Grim, Grimreaper, Reaper

Gender: Male
Species: The Corrupt Pokemon
Extras: Able to speak human

Height: 5'8"
Weight: 673lbs
Color: Blue
Entry: No one knows just what this abomination is. Theories suspect that a dark organization may have been behind its creation. The teeth of this Pokemon are so strong they can cut through anything.

Level: 70
Type: Dark/Steel
Moves: Doom Desire, Iron Tail, Dark Void, Night Slash
Ability: Pure Power

Personality: While feral and savage due to his past, Grimhack had learned over his short escape that his mind can indeed think for itself, quickly teaching himself the skills to survive. Food, water, a place to sleep. His distrust to humans will forever stay close to his heart, not at all convinced that not all humans are evil. He sometimes watches the trainers on their paths toward the league and adventures unknown, eyes gazing down on their young heads and plotting. Human captors, that's what they were. They only wanted control of the Pokemon. There can be no such thing as a human companion. Sometimes the feral side can take control of him, attacking the trainers who are unlucky enough to cross his dark path. Time would tell when his opinions would ever change, for better or for worse.

History: There never had ever before existed a Grimhack until a dark and sinister organization decided to play around with the legendary dogs DNA codes some time after another Pokemon creation had escaped their grasps, and with a vengeance.

Mutating the DNA extracted from the legendaries, they moved the experiment to a newer facility in another region, equipped with the newest and finest of genetic engineering for their master creation. They designed it, specifically made for the hunting of other legendary monsters, to capture them for the beast's creators.

It grew slowly, given the traits of darkness and mineral for maximum protection and strength against whatever it may face in battle. The body formed, massive and covered in a coat of dark blue, steel plates completely merged with its body along the head, tail, shoulders and legs. Teeth were sharpened to points, fast and deadly for combat. They were sure he wouldn't lose to even the most powerful of Pokemon.

Eyes snapped open, gazing out of the liquid tube which held him prisoner. Wild as an untamed beast, he struggled in his encasement, feral golden eyes glancing around for escape. Latches immediately tightened around his limbs, holding him still after his thrashing. Shadows of creatures played over his tube, sometimes a face peering into his cage, a sneer over the thin lips. He studied them, watched them, waiting for his chance at escape.

He was put through numerous tests, forced to do so or receive a shocking blow to his head, enough to stun him by the use of a chip placed in his nose horn, conducting it well into his flesh and metal being.

Weeks later and he slowly learned, he couldn't fight them, not with strength alone. So instead he studied them further, obeying only to profit from the knowledge they would randomly spout aloud among themselves.

The latest test, one to see finally if he could track and capture a legendary. His body was previously programmed while he grew, etching the fibers of a hunter into him, a special sense given to him only. He was able, much like most legendaries, to roughly judge where his brethren were. Pinpoint their locations and hunt them down like wild game. He was sent out, immediately obeying their will without another thought, chasing down the feeling within his brain to the nearest legendary monster.

Halfway there he stopped. Quick as a flash throwing his body against a large boulder, smacking it hard with his head. His entire frame was pulling such a fit that the creators feared for the beast's sanity. They needed to bring him back, return him for adjustments or risk all their hard work foiled. The shock reverberated through his head, momentarily tearing his mind from the rest of his body. Then, nothing. The shock was gone, his body was still standing, braced as if he had been holding himself through a hard gale. Golden eyes glanced down, eying a piece of metal and wiring torn from the sides. Finally, he was free...

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Main Ref - Myself