.:four brothers:.

they were born, in a forrest far away... four of one kind, but each of them different in thier own way.
they grew up together, but that didnt last forever...

He, the one with no name, he was the weakest, still his mom loved him, like she loved all four of them.
But he was ill, very ill, no one thought he could ever be cured.
Due to the fact of this disease he had no friends, because he infected them,
he made them ill, he made them all ill, even his beloved mother!
She suffered much because of him, so he left.
He went to a place where no other creature wanted to rest.
"Here I am" he didnt know where this odd voice came from "Come here, I am here!"
Suddenly he spot a skull enthroned high on a gravestone.
"common, little one, come here to me"
"B-but who are you _cought"
"just come closer, yes, youre a good boy. Now lift me up!"
He was facinated by the skull and did what this voice told him.
It was no good... he didnt even realized what happend, the pain was unbearable,
but it was to late...
he was already dead... but... he never felt that alive!
Thus he went on, causing more diseases than before.
From now on he isnt the weakest anymore, hes even worse
and from now on he has a name...


He, the one with no name, he was the most obsessive, still his mom loved him, like she loved all four of them.
But he was aggressive, very aggressive, no one thought he could ever be cured.
Due to the fact of his contentiousness he had no friends, because he antagonized them,
he defeated them, he defeated them all, even his beloved mother!
She suffered much because of him, so he left.
He went to a place where no other creature wanted to rest.
"What is this strange thing?" he wondered as he saw the armor lying on the ground
"I have to destroy it!"
Suddenly the armor lifted up and enclosed him
"What is this?!"
He now felt something strange, he felt the power of the armor,
the power which made him even stronger!
"yes, yes, YES! Now no one will ever defeat me!"
It was no good... he didnt even realized what happend, the power was unbearable,
but it was to late...
he was already dead... but... he never felt that alive!
Thus he went on, annihilateing even more enemies than before.
From now on he isnt the most obsessive anymore, hes even worse
and from now on he has a name...


He, the one with no name, he was the most deadhearted, still his mom loved him, like she loved all four of them.
But he was stone-cold, very stone-cold, no one thought he could ever be cured.
Due to the fact of his hatred he had no friends, because he unsettled them,
he horrified them, he horrified them all, even his beloved mother!
She suffered much because of him, so he left.
He went to a place where no other creature wanted to rest.
"I cant bear it here any longer!" he stopped
"And what is this awefull thing down there? Lying in my way, how dare you?"
he blasphemed.
"I'm a scarf, you know... why dont you just tie me around your neck?"
"You stupid piece of dirt!"
"My, my, why so hash?" the habiliment suddenly tied itself around his neck
"What do you think now? Arent we beautyfull together?"
It was no good... he didnt even realized what happend, the breathlessness was unbearable,
but it was to late...
he was already dead... but... he never felt that alive!
Thus he went on, spreading more chaos than before.
From now on he isnt the most deadhearted anymore, hes even worse
and from now on he has a name...


He, the one with no name, he was the most hungry, still his mom loved him, like she loved all four of them.
But he was edacious, very edacious, no one thought he could ever be cured.
Due to the fact of his voraciousness he had no friends, because he ate everything,
he starve them, he starve them all, even his beloved mother!
She suffered much because of him, so he left.
He went to a place where no other creature wanted to rest.
"Im so hungry!" he stuttered
"I need something to eat!" he whined.
"There!" a tasty smelling berry lay there in front of him.
He couldnt resist.
It was no good... he didnt even realized what happend, the intoxication was unbearable,
but it was to late...
he was already dead... but... he never felt that alive!
Thus he went on, causing even more esurience than before.
From now on he isnt the most hungry anymore, hes even worse
and from now on he has a name...

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the story of the four brothers

from left to right:
Graveon , Crobleon , Moriteon, Gluttoneon

all 4 are belonging to me and are part of the EeveesNightmareProject

pokemon to nintendo
Pestilence the Graveon,
War the Crobleon,
Death Moriteon and
Famine the Gluttoneon are belonging to me
DO NOT STEAL!