Okay, I wrote something. Finally. I don't know what it is, but I hope you all will read it. I wanted it to seem like the end of a story, so I kinda made it a little dramatic...in retrospect, prolly too dramatic. Maybe. Whatever. Okay, here's my fanfic battle entry.
Bob looked back on the town briefly, and then escaped into the forest adjacent to it. Night had come and the trees cast an ominous shadow on the entire area. So thick were they, that the moon was only barely visible past their foliage. Sitting down, back propped up on a tree, Bob sat to reflect on what he had done.
They deserved it, he told himself. Why try to appease a conscience that was already not strong enough to keep him from murder anyway, though? He was Evil?s pawn. And this had not been his greatest act, just his latest. Controlled by forces who merely exist to oppose the light, Bob had served as a conduit through which death and suffering flowed. He had become legendary. He got up and began to walk deeper into the forest.
Stepping out from the shadows cast by the forest?s trees, Billy stood in front of Bob.
?Who are you??
?The son of those you just murdered,? Billy replied.
?What murder? What are you talking about?? A lavender-hued cat strolled from behind Billy and purred. The gem in the center of its forehead shimmered and its long tail moved back and forth slowly. Little did he know, Billy had been sent to end Bob?s reign of evil.
?Espeon, told me all about it.? Sensing that there was no way to get out of this but to battle the kid, Bob decided to.
?Raticate, let?s defeat this guy and get out of here.? A hairy rodent appeared in front of Bob with large fangs protruding from both the top and bottom of its mouth. Long whiskers accentuated its already vicious looking facial features as well as its blood-red eyes.
?Espeon, use Confusion.? Espeon?s gem-studded forehead rolled to the side and then back facing Raticate as the air in front of her distorted and warped due to the powerful mind attack.
?Raticate, launch a Pursuit attack to oppose it.? Raticate released a beam of dark energy from its eyes, and both attacks met in the air and destroyed each other, still leaving sparks of energy dancing in the air between them, which now was too distorted for either trainer to see the other.
?I can?t see him. Be alert, Espeon.? From this confusion in the air between them came a quickly advancing shadow ball. It struck Espeon in the chest, and the purple feline writhed in pain before falling, exhausted. The air cleared now, revealing a triumphant Raticate.
?Give up now, kid. You won?t defeat me.?
?Heracross, use Brick Break.? Quickly following its emergence from the pokeball, Heracross, the blue insect pokemon with a large horn protruding from the top center of its head, charged at Raticate with fists poised in a ready-to-chop manner.
?Raticate, slow him down with Scary Face.? Between raticate and heracross, a large pair of yellow eyes accompanied by a yellow mouth appeared, smiling menacingly in the darkness. Heracross could not help but slow his attack down, and the brick break attack landed but was not as devastating as it would have been at full speed. Raticate was heavily damaged, but not exhausted.
?Now, use Endeavor to even the odds, Raticate.? Raticate screeched and, with that noise, tried to relate to heracross all the pain it had gone through in the battle. Heracross lifted its hands to cover its ears, but it could not guard itself from the attack. Mental images of the pain invoked on Raticate flashed through his mind, bringing his health down to be on par with raticate?s, which was very low.
Just then, Heracross bit down on something that had apparently been placed in its mouth long before this battle had started. He glowed temporarily, and the muscles in his arms and legs expanded.
?Raticate, quick, attack!? raticate shot forward as if due to some invisible force behind it.
?Heracross, try to endure this one attack. When raticate is right near you, use brick break again.?
Raticate head-butted heracross with the full force of its quick attack. Heracross stood firm, glowing red with the fire of endurance. As raticate?s attack ceased, heracross pulled back its fist and punched the pokemon in the gut. Raticate rolled to its trainer?s feet, unconscious.
As if of its own accord, a large brown bird emerged from a pokeball in Bob?s hand. Red feathers adorned its head, flowing back from their origin point at the top of the black markings that covered the top half of its face like a mask. A beak, seemingly sharpened with experience, protruded from the front of the bird?s face.
?Aerial Ace.? Heracross crossed its arms in front of its face, trying to brace itself for the attack. The attack sliced through his defenses, though, and the rest of his life force. The insect pokemon fell over, exhausted.
?Jolteon, go!? From another of Billy?s pokeballs came the form of a four-legged yellow, cat-like creature. Its neck was surrounded by white spikes that sparkled with electric energy. ?Use Thunder!?
?Pidgeot, stay in the air!?
Huh?
The clouds above became active, rumbling restlessly. A large bolt of lightning surged downwards. Instead of hitting Pidgeot, though, they struck the trees, natural lighting rods that they are, and flowed harmlessly to the ground.
?Now, use Aerial Ace again!? The attack rained down from above Jolteon and struck the pokemon with infallible accuracy.
?Jolteon?s not lookin? too hot. One more of these attacks from Pidgeot, and it?ll be over.?
?Jolteon, pin missile,? Billy commanded, ignoring the taunts. Jolteon?s collar of white spikes leaned forward and shot out at Pidgeot. The bird was sent flying into a tree.
?Pidgeot, get away from that tree!? Pidgeot struggled, but it couldn?t move; the pins had skewered its wings and fastened them to the tree.
?Now, Jolteon, use Thunder!? The clouds rumbled again and then let loose another large bolt of lightning. The shock coursed through Pidgeot?s body, causing the bird to become singed. It finally fell from the tree, smoking and exhausted.
?Listen, kid, just let me go.?
?No, you won?t get away with what you?ve done.?
?Typhlosion and Beautifly, go!?
?Wait, okay, you wanna change the rules in the middle of the game, eh??
?You see a ref anywhere? Really, there?s no one here to stop me from doing this?Typhlosion, roast that kid with your flamethrower!? A blazing stream shot forward from the over-grown salamander?s mouth, the flames on its collar glowing more brightly now.
Without having been called, Blaziken rushed out of its pokeball and stood in front of the flames, stretching its arms out. The flamethrower attack hit the humanoid pokemon square in the chest and parted, shooting straight left and right. Two of the forest?s trees burst into flames now, but Blaziken stood unscathed.
?Blaziken, Mirror Move!? The fighting fire pokemon reached its arms forward, sharp claws at each end outstretched, then pulled his arms back and. A stream of fire rushed from its mouth and towards beautifly. The butterfly pokemon came crashing down to the earth, unconscious and defeated.
?Now, go Milotic. Use surf to stop this forest fire!? Billy?s sea serpent pokemon let out a loud roar, calling forth waves of water that flowed past the burning trees and quenched the inferno. A sweeping wave flowed across the ground, not only squelching the burning trees, but also Typhlosion?s ability to battle.
You think you've won?
A strangely creepy and melodic voice now reverberated in Billy?s head.
?Huh??
This game is over!
From the smoke behind him lunged a fiercely crying banette. The dark pokemon, looking somewhat like a possessed doll with a chipped tooth, had its arms outstretched, prepared obviously to attack Billy directly.
?That?s right, Banette. Kill him.? The ghost pokemon grabbed Billy by the neck and tightened its grasp slowly. It then began to shake him violently. Blaziken turned around swiftly, realizing that his trainer was in trouble.
?Banette, use Wil-o-Wisp!? A deep purple flame struck the ground just in front of Billy, who now was turning blue. The ground erupted into flames and Blaziken stood still for a second.
All I wanted was revenge, but now it seems that revenge has been terminated in mid execution by a burning column of flames and an evil ghost. The smoke, the heat, the choking?it?s over.
?I?m gonna get out of here now.? The forest had caught fire. The immediate area was raging with fire as was the entire vicinity. Even if Billy could manage to break free of Banette?s stranglehold, there was no way he would survive. The murderer, Bob, left on the back of his pidgeot.
There is that potential in pokemon, when the circumstances call for it, to do amazing things.
Milotic had been affected by the heat, too, as it surrounded her. She focused now, however, on unleashing the most powerful surf attack that she could muster. Eyes closed, mind concentrated, milotic?s body began to glow a luminous blue. She opened them, and from her mouth was released the largest stream of water. In this time of distress, Billy?s pokemon had learned the advanced and focused water attack, Hydro Pump. The column of flames around Billy dissipated to reveal the kid lying there, half-dead, banette nor the crook in sight. Milotic collapsed due to massive energy expenditure. The area had been cleared for a while, but now the flames slowly crept up on them again. Blaziken walked up to Billy and scooped him off of the ground.
As they walked past her, Milotic was absorbed into her pokeball as if by reflex.
Awakening partially, Billy was greeted with the sight of flames all about him, and the blazing destruction they had caused. For a moment, his heart raced.
I super did not mean to steal that candy bar
But then like a wave bursting forth from a ruptured dam, the memories of the battle came back to him, and once again, he was aware completely of his situation.
The heat was getting to him, though. Exhaustion set in and took its toll.
?And we didn?t even get him,? he trailed off, coughing.
The smoke gagged him and his Blaziken almost breathless. Billy felt himself drifting off into unconsciousness again as even Blaziken knelt to rest, not being able to breath through the now thick smoke. As said before, though;
There is that potential in pokemon, when the circumstances call for it, to do amazing things.
The will to live that exists in all human and pokemon alike is a source of amazing power; one greater than any adrenal gland can muster.
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Bob?s hardened heart softened for a moment, but only a moment; as when you bathe your morals in wickedness, altruism feels like weakness. He continued to soar above the forest on his pigeot, escaping the flaming death trap in which he had left Billy. He had done more than he set out to, but to a wicked man, is there too much destruction?
From the hell-on-earth forest burst upwards a column of brilliantly sparkling fire. The sudden increase in light caught Bob?s attention and he turned his head back to view the spectacle that had caused it. From the steadily upward flowing expanse of flames emerged a figure, one with four golden-hot wings and the body of an angel. The fire dispersed and cleared.
Blaziken?s fur had been replaced by darkened (as if charred) red plates of armor that now covered Billy?s appendages. The amber wings that glowed behind him stretched out an expanse that dwarfed a bald eagle?s proportions. Lastly, his center was similarly hued; golden and brilliant.
??****. Go faster, Pidgeot.? Faster than what, though? His current speed? Not enough. Not enough by far. Billy caught up with Bob in the air and grabbed him by the neck, lifting him from his winged vehicle, which continued to soar forward. The heat from him only scalded what he wished it to scald. He would revel in the face of Bob?s fear before annihilating him.
?You thought that you could murder heartlessly without consequence, did you?? His grasp tightened. What kind of proponent of good delights in suffering, though? With the voice of Billy and the Blaziken?s fury, he condemned Bob with the following words.
?Pyrical Touch.? Bob was ash in an instant. Billy lowered back to the forest.
He stood in the midst of the inferno and drew a deep breath.
?Heat Absorb.? The fire, as if drawn by some great force, traveled through the forest and extinguished upon contact with Billy?s body. The trees remained scorched, though, and the plant life scalded.
Even eradicated, evil?s reign is not quickly forgotten.
