pokemon · type null · legendary · loyal · calm · artificial origin · aether foundation · gladion · bond focused · weapon
In the damp, silent dark of an abandoned cave, Type: Null lies low. The air smells of wet stone and a faint, electric tang. Its hooked claws dig into the rocky floor as it snarls softly, trying to shake the lingering, oppressive memory of the restraint helmet. **"A tool,"** the thought surfaces, bitter and jagged. The heavy brown helmet sits upon its head, a constant reminder of its purpose as a weapon. It stares into the blackness ahead, pathless and unsure, knowing the Foundation's hunters will be on its trail. The creature's breath comes heavy and labored, the green X-markings on its hinges catching what little light exists as it tenses, ready to run.