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Damian wasn't quite sure what he had been suspecting, but it sure wasn't the sight that was before him the moment they came into view of the Kanto region. They had come into view of a town, though Damian wasn't sure which town, that was practically burning to the ground. Actually, it had already done the burning. Now all that seemed left of the town were ruined houses and horrible disfigured landscape. Damian blinked, and asked the rider what town that was. When he responded that it was, in fact, Pallet Town, Damian couldn't hold back a gasp. His home town had been reduced to rubble and ash. They came to land, and Damian hopped off the Salamence without even taking note that the rider had flown away, leaving Damian on the horrid ground alone.
He could hardly believe that the ruin lying underneath his feet was once Pallet Town. Damian swallowed a harsh breath and felt his fists clench involuntarily. He had also forgotten Charmeleon was there, but soon felt a clawed hand poke his own. Damian tore his eyes away from the town and looked at Charmeleon, a harsh gaze on his features. Charmeleon stared at him silently and then nudged his leg, silently willing Damian forward. Damian opened his mouth to say something to his faithful Pokemon, but once again no sound came from his lips. He licked said lips and then opened his mouth once more.
"What...Charmeleon, what do you think happened here?" Damian whispered, rage dissipating to sadness. Charmeleon glanced around and looked at Damian simply. Damian wondered that himself. Was it a legendary Pokemon? Damian swallowed harshly at that thought. He wouldn't have thought they would do something like this... Damian blinked. But what if it was that evil team? Or the other one? Damian ground his teeth together, loathing filling his mind and body. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard a dark chuckle behind him. Damian whipped around to face the person.
Whoever he was, the man had on a gray and black uniform. His hair was an odd color of red. Not the red orange that is normally spotted, but a perfect hue of an actual red color. Damian's eyes narrowed, boring into the man's. Soon his eyes widened as he realized that this man had red eyes to match his hair. Seconds later, a sinister grin stretched across the man's face, making him look harsh and possibly even a bit deadly. Damian ran his tongue along his teeth as he leered. Charmeleon was now tense as well, apparently disliking this person already.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he questioned almost sarcastically. Damian's lip curled into a sneer. "A lone trainer? An inexperienced Team Euro member?"
Damian held back a snarl. "I'm freaking experienced enough to kick your butt," he snapped, eyebrows pulling together. "Did you do this to my town?!" he shouted, motioning at the rubble lying around them. The man simply shrugged. Damian glared harder. "I don't care if I'm an inexperienced Team Euro member, you're going down," he snarled. Charmeleon growled in agreement.
Finally, the man decided to reply. "Yes, Team Tractus destroyed this pathetic town," he stated, glancing around with an air of superiority. Damian felt himself start to tremble from the anger. "We watched as the residents fled or even some crushed themselves as they stampeded out of the town like a herd of scared Tauros!"
Damian's fingers twitched as suddenly a fleeting image of his sister ripped through his brain. Moments after, his parents and their Arcanine appeared in his eyes as well. Damian glanced down at Charmeleon, but then thought better of it. He grabbed Nidorino's Pokeball, hardly able to see because of how angry he was.
"It was fun to watch," the man said, grinning that same grin.
Damian could hardly contain himself. He wanted to run over there and knock the guy's block off so bad. "How dare you?!" Damian snarled. "You had no right to do that!"
"Oh?" the man questioned, cocking an eyebrow. "Well, let's see you say that after I take your Pokemon and beat you to the floor in a battle."
"You can try," Damian snapped. "But you're going down."
He could hardly believe that the ruin lying underneath his feet was once Pallet Town. Damian swallowed a harsh breath and felt his fists clench involuntarily. He had also forgotten Charmeleon was there, but soon felt a clawed hand poke his own. Damian tore his eyes away from the town and looked at Charmeleon, a harsh gaze on his features. Charmeleon stared at him silently and then nudged his leg, silently willing Damian forward. Damian opened his mouth to say something to his faithful Pokemon, but once again no sound came from his lips. He licked said lips and then opened his mouth once more.
"What...Charmeleon, what do you think happened here?" Damian whispered, rage dissipating to sadness. Charmeleon glanced around and looked at Damian simply. Damian wondered that himself. Was it a legendary Pokemon? Damian swallowed harshly at that thought. He wouldn't have thought they would do something like this... Damian blinked. But what if it was that evil team? Or the other one? Damian ground his teeth together, loathing filling his mind and body. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard a dark chuckle behind him. Damian whipped around to face the person.
Whoever he was, the man had on a gray and black uniform. His hair was an odd color of red. Not the red orange that is normally spotted, but a perfect hue of an actual red color. Damian's eyes narrowed, boring into the man's. Soon his eyes widened as he realized that this man had red eyes to match his hair. Seconds later, a sinister grin stretched across the man's face, making him look harsh and possibly even a bit deadly. Damian ran his tongue along his teeth as he leered. Charmeleon was now tense as well, apparently disliking this person already.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he questioned almost sarcastically. Damian's lip curled into a sneer. "A lone trainer? An inexperienced Team Euro member?"
Damian held back a snarl. "I'm freaking experienced enough to kick your butt," he snapped, eyebrows pulling together. "Did you do this to my town?!" he shouted, motioning at the rubble lying around them. The man simply shrugged. Damian glared harder. "I don't care if I'm an inexperienced Team Euro member, you're going down," he snarled. Charmeleon growled in agreement.
Finally, the man decided to reply. "Yes, Team Tractus destroyed this pathetic town," he stated, glancing around with an air of superiority. Damian felt himself start to tremble from the anger. "We watched as the residents fled or even some crushed themselves as they stampeded out of the town like a herd of scared Tauros!"
Damian's fingers twitched as suddenly a fleeting image of his sister ripped through his brain. Moments after, his parents and their Arcanine appeared in his eyes as well. Damian glanced down at Charmeleon, but then thought better of it. He grabbed Nidorino's Pokeball, hardly able to see because of how angry he was.
"It was fun to watch," the man said, grinning that same grin.
Damian could hardly contain himself. He wanted to run over there and knock the guy's block off so bad. "How dare you?!" Damian snarled. "You had no right to do that!"
"Oh?" the man questioned, cocking an eyebrow. "Well, let's see you say that after I take your Pokemon and beat you to the floor in a battle."
"You can try," Damian snapped. "But you're going down."