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Burmy and Combee looked out from behind a bush.
"Can you remind me why we are doing this?" Combee asked his friend.
"Ever since I was little, humans and Pokémon alike have been calling me worthless and beating me up." Burmy responded. "So I'm going to show everyone that I'm not as weak as they think I am!"
"And how are you going to do that?" Combee questioned.
"By battling trainers and beating their Pokémon! Then they will see how strong I am!" Burmy said, trying to flex his muscles, despite the fact that he didn't have arms.
"I still don't see why you need me." Combee stated, a bored look on his face.
"Oh come on!" Burmy said, nudging his friend. "Haven't you always wanted to show everyone how powerful you are? Aren't you sick of being called worthless just because you're a male Combee?"
Combee thought about his lifelong friend's words for a second. "No, not really." He told the bagworm.
"Fine, be a jerk!" Burmy yelled. "I'll just take all the glory for myself!"
At that very moment, a Pokémon trainer and his Monferno came walking by the bush. Combee, seeing the look in Burmy's eye, shook his head.
"Do you really think you can beat a second-stage fire type?" He asked.
"Of course I can!" Burmy exclaimed. "You know, I think you underestimate me Combee."
Combee just rolled his eyes.
"Alright!" Burmy said. "It's show time!"
. . .
The trainer, who happened to be the one from earlier, was strolling along the path with his Monferno.
Suddenly, there was a rustling from a nearby bush. The trainer smiled.
"Alright Monferno! Get ready to battle." He told his Pokémon. The Monferno grinned.
Then, something came out of the bushes. The trainer looked at the creature, his smile turning into a frown.
"Not again!" the trainer groaned, looking at the Burmy. His Monferno gave a bored cry as he got into battle position.
"Use Mach Punch." The trainer told his Pokémon uninterestedly. The Monferno, with lightning fast reflexes, threw a punch at the Burmy.
This time though, Burmy had a plan. "Protect!" He cried in poke speech, a wall of energy surrounding him.
Monferno's punch bounced harmlessly off of the Burmy, who laughed. "How to ya like me now?" He yelled at the Trainer.
The trainer, however, was unimpressed. "Use feint." He said between a yawn.
The Monferno threw another punch. This time, it easily smashed through the barrier, hitting Burmy in the face.
"Burmy!" The Burmy called as it flew through the air. He landed on the ground, knocked out in one hit.
"Well that was boring." The trainer commented, his Monferno nodding. They casually walked away, leaving Burmy behind.
Combee flew out of the bush, laughing heartily. "That was some battle!" He told the Burmy, smirking.
"Just shut it." Burmy said, looking up at the sky. Combee however, continued to laugh.
"I've seen a Magikarp do bette-" He was cut off when a four wheeler came out of nowhere, running Combee and Burmy over.
"Oh my gosh! I think we ran over a Pokémon!" The girl on the back of the four wheeler cried.
After a quick glance at the Pokémon behind him, the man driving the vehicle shook his head.
"Nope. It was just a Burmy and a Combee." He told his girlfriend.
He then backed the four wheeler onto the Pokémon again, making sure he ran them over a second time, before driving off down the path.
Well, that's the end of chapter two. If you liked it, why not post a review? If you didn't like it, please put all flames in the form of constructive criticism. Don't worry. Burmy and Combee are not dead. If I hear a positive review, then I will continue the story. Thanks for reading!
