[Latio-Nytro]

(Considering it's nature, I wouldn't be suprised if the method of how the Tyrant Stone does it alters the body as much as the mind. Henceforth, what happens to Night's body.)

Markus
Edgar (KO), Rayx (KO), Empress (KO), Scorpio (KO), Millenius (KO), Oblivion (KO)
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<*When Markus holds the Tyrant Stone, he feels exactly why Dredd wanted this: Power. Even some of the pain that he had been feeling the whole time vanished (not all of it, though) just from contact. It glowed subtly when he touched it. Markus still wouldn't stand a chance against Dredd with just the stone, but it was a signifigant improvement.*>

*Seeing Night and his two KO'ed Pokemon, he returns Edgar and Rayx, in case he has to fight people without his powers*

<*Seeing Night and deciding that an illusion just wouldn't do* Boy, I believe these fools deserve a...Showing of my power.>

<*Not exactly sure what Dredd meant by that* What do you->

<*Forcing its power over Markus'es temporary body to make the latter use his last bit of energy into channeling the Tyrant Stone's own power, which glowed brilliantly as a result. Markus could feel the corrupt-and pained-energies of Dredd's power flow over him and force out exactly what it wanted, which apparently was a black orb roughly the size of a Basketball, just over the hand he held the stone in. It then split into two: one the size of a PokeBall and one still roughly the size of a Basketball, the larger at Night the Dragonite, the smaller shooting for Night's PokeBall*>

*Night quickly clutched his chest-suprised it didn't actually hurt, only leaving what appeared to be a black smudge on the spot he held it over and an odd sensation. However, the 'smudge' and the sensation-a sensation of newfound, almost uncontrollable power-quickly grew over his body, initially flushing him out of even the deepest parts of his mind, soul and body. He then got a kind of 'realization:' that power was the only real priority he should have, that Red was just holding him back, and that the Shadowy guy was NOT going to hold him back, but indeed, let him get even stronger. His skin turned pitch black, muscles sized up slightly, his claws and horns growing, his teeth (already sharp) now like knives, and even a tiny spike formed at the tip of his tail; Night was reborn as a Shadow Pokemon, and albeit in his right mind he never would have wanted any part of it, currently he loved every last second of his corruption, embracing it with a cult-like devotion.*

<*Markus was immediately thankful that the part of his back that fell off wasn't noticed. He was briefly intimidated by the disturbingly quick physical and mental changes Night went through, but when the dark PokeBall whizzed into his hands, he shoved aside the fear and knew exactly what to do.*>

<Night, time to scram.>

*Night, grinning eagerly and sinisterly at the prospect of starting his new power rush, immediately complied: Albeit he clearly no longer cared, he managed to jump over the heads of everyone else and picked up his master in his arms, flying away at speeds that were clearly faster than normal for the Dragonite. Markus moved to get on his back, the Dragonite barrel rolling to allow the movement.*

<Can't let them get ideas on following. Use Hurricane on the roof.>

*Night took his order a step further than what just 'Hurricane' implied (though Hurricane was already nasty sounding): Rather than just a plain old super-sized tornado, he added his newfound shadowy powers into it. It wasn't wind at that point: more like a black swirling substance that mimicked and controlled it. The Shadow Storm didn't hit the people on the roof immediately, but it was closing in fast.*

<*'Loving' the power Night could cause* HAHAHAHAHAHAA!! Warning, expecting heavy winds and certian death! HAAAA!!>

*Night grinned-still in a sinister-looking manner-at the plesure of his new master, carrying Markus over to Lavender Tower*