Voyage [T]

Abandoned Power Plant​

As his shoulder collided with the Typhlosion's cheek, Axel heard the loud, ear-shattering roar while tumbling onto the floor, nearly not enough energy left to even get to stand again. He stumbled as he backed ever so slightly, standing on all four while watching Alistair, his one eye halfly closed, a few trickles of blood covering up his fur.

He stared at the massive Pokémon as it's eyes shut, his body shaking, breathing and gasping for air. Axel was not sure what was going on, but he was afraid that the Typhlosion would stand up again. As the gem lost it's glow and the runes on his back did as well, Axel raised his brows slightly in surprise. Could he…?

Alistair's eyes then locked on Axel, and before he knew it, he had used his remaining strength to grab onto Axel's shoulders, the Raichu frozen in place as he stared into his eyes while the fire Pokémon slowly worked it's way further up. There was something about that look in his eyes that… didn't seem right. And then he heard it.

The tiniest whisper escaping the massive Pokémon, catching Axel completely off guard. It was easy to hear that he wasn't just saying this because he had lost the fight, and was badly injured. It was obvious that he meant… something more as well.

"Help… me…"

Axel stood still, his mind having gone completely numb as the smoke continued to billow through the building. Time was getting short, and he had to do something quickly.

I can't move him. There has to be something… I need to get some berries. There's a bush outside… but Flight… and…

His eyes shifted left and right as he desperately tried to come up with a solution. He couldn't just leave the Typhlosion here. It wasn't –his- fault that he was infected… and if he left him here, he'd have to do the same to Flight.

Remembering that he still had a couple of berries in his little cave-like area, which Alistair hadn't scorched, he wriggled free of his grasp, leaping over him to rush into the corridors of the power plant, eventually finding his way to his cave.

He coughed and wheezed as the smoke had spread quite far, the entire building nearly on fire. He quickly packed up the five berries in a small pack and ran as fast as he could, back to the room, with the pack in his mouth.

As he arrived, he quickly opened the back and stood up, beginning to stuff the berries into Alistair's mouth, knowing full well it'd take all of them to at least get him into a state where he could get out of here on his own. Placing his paws on his jaw, he helped the Typhlosion chew, rubbing his throat afterwards to help him swallow.

He stood for a moment, staring at the massive Pokémon, uncertain concern covering his face. He then cleared his throat, coughing a little as now both soot and blood covered his fur, speaking quietly.

"H… hurry out of here. I can't… I can't do anything else."

With these words and another stare at the mighty Pokémon, he turned around and dashed through the room, leaping up onto the shelf where he had placed Flight, worry painting over his features once again, lowering himself to grasp her by the scruff of her neck.

He then lept down, sending Alistair another short look.

… I hope he'll make it out alright.

He ran across the room, Alistair now struggling to get up onto his feet, Axel dashed past him and ran down the corridor, leaping from debris to debris, stopping at a crossroads. He glanced back at Alistair, looking at him as if saying 'This way' before dashing down the right corridor.

After a few seconds of running, he had made it out of the burning building through a rather large hole in the side of it. He didn't stop to catch his breath though, even if he was still staggering. He dashed off to the side, away from the flames licking out the windows and up the walls, running deep, deep into the forest, eventually finding a little cove with thick trees hiding it from most eyes.

He gently lowered down Flight onto her back, a small stream of water going by right next to the idyllic little hole in the woods. Looking down at her with his one eye now closed to prevent the blood trickling from his temple running into it, he lowered himself down to let his tounge brush out across part of her cheek (Which was obviously not the cheek sac part).

"Flight…? Flight, tell me you're… tell me you're alright. C-come on, don't faint.."

Althalos Fizen
Jubilife Outskirts
Forest just north of Jubilife
The blackhawk landed outside of the town, which seemed almost empty of life. There were a few scattered pokemon, but not enough that would pose any trouble. Althalos got out and asked the pilot for his side arm, a Colt M1-911. "How many bullets are in it?" Althalos asked and aimed the gun at a tree. "Nine bullets. It's a custom magazine. You never know when you might need that last bullet," the pilot replied.
"I'll do my best to bring it back, come back to this spot in two days, wait in Hearthome that way you can be on call if I need you for a quick evac." With that, Althalos started north through the forest. There were more wild pokemon in the area now that the PR controlled Jubilife. For the most part, they ignored him. A few just stared at him, but nothing more. Eventually, after a few hours of searching, Althalos came to a clearing, the first he had seen in a while, and in the middle, picking at a berry bush, was a blue eyed Typhlosion. Althalos was filled with rage when he saw the pokemon. He contained it just enough that he didn't go charging out, but just barely. He took shaky aim at the leg of his friend, and pulled the trigger, blowing a hole in his foot, the pokemon yelped and then collapsed. Now, Althalos came out of the trees, "Remember me, Blitz? Do you remember what you did to me?" Althalos pointed the gun at Blitz's head. "Give me one good reason not to blow your head off, one good reason," if there could actually be fire in someone's eyes, Althalos' were wooden sky scrapers that just had a firework set off in them. Blitz gulped and scooted back a little bit before answering. "I-I have a family to take care of," Blitz answered, his voice shaking. Althalos just glared at him.
"What about my family, hmm? They trusted you to take care of them too, but you killed them. I made a promise to someone, that once I killed you, that I would never kill again. It looks like you get to keep your life a little while longer," with that, Althalos shot Blitz once more in the leg, so that he couldn't follow and stormed of in search of a place a Typhlosion might live. He soon found a cave with a light coming from inside. He stomped towards it and a female voice called out, "Blitz is that you? I heard a gunshot and I thought-" Althalos saw a female Typhlosion walk out of the cave. She quickly turned and ran back in. Althalos fired a shot, hitting her in the shoulder. She kept going though. When Althalos approached the mouth of the cave, he was attacked from the side by a quilava. The little pokemon jumped on him and Althalos hit his head with the pistol, knocking him out and throwing him across the cave. He then turned his attention tot he Typhlosion, who was still getting her bearings. He fired another three shots at her, pushing her against the cave wall; the third bullet hitting her between the eyes, she slumped down and didn't move. Althalos then moved on to the knocked out quilava. He Pointed the gun at the little pokemon, but couldn't pull the trigger. He collapsed to his knees and started crying. He picked up the little pokemon and held it tightly against his chest. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," was all he could mutter through his tears.

Althalos walked back towards the clearing where he left Blitz, the unconscious quilava in his arms. The blue eyed Typhlosion was still there, slumped against the bush and breathing heavily. He was sitting an a large puddle of his own blood and a few other forest pokemon were around him, trying to see if they could help. Althalos fired one shot into the sky and all the pokemon ran away. Blitz looked at him, and gave a quick sigh, knowing that his son wasn't dead. Althalos gave his former friend a sad look, and his face was still red, more from crying than actual anger. He pointed the Typhlosion, "Just one last thing before I kill you, why? Why did you kill them? All my family ever did was care about you, and you killed them all," Blitz was silent. "Answer me, goddamnit!!" Althalos yelled, tears starting to run down his face again.
"I don't know... I just... I don't know why. All the rumors-" Althalos cut him off, "The rumors? The rumors!?" he cried, "You KNOW that they would have never done anything to harm you! You know it!" Blitz just shook his head sadly, "I know that now. The rumors got to my head, and I just..." he grabbed his head in frustration. Althalos just stared at him, tears still running down his face. "I'll take care of your son," Blitz shut his eyes tight and Althalos fired the last of the bullets into his head. He shoved the pistol into his pocket and started towards Jubilife.