Chapter 2: Highly Trained Assassin
A huge wall of darkness had formed around the city. It was completely pitch black, and nobody could see. Ice, Sol, Quill, and Flare all looked outside. A young little Spheal was rolling toward the dark vortex. A Vigoroth was clinging onto a brick building, trying not to get sucked in.
"Hang on! We're coming to help!" Ice called. He and Sol grabbed the Vigoroth. Quill and Flare dashed for the Spheal.
"Thank you. I-I'm Sphere," she said. And then she got sucked in. Quill looked frightened now. Flare dragged him away.
Ice and Sol pulled the Vigoroth inside of Ice's house. "Thank you so much for saving me! I owe you my life. I'm White the Vigoroth, and you are?" the Vigoroth asked. "I'm Ice and this is Sol," Ice told the Vigoroth. White nodded before fainting out of fear.
"We must protect him," Sol said. Ice nodded. Then the wall got blown off the house and White was sucked from Ice. Quill and Flare scurried inside safely. "You lost the Vigoroth?" Quill said, panting.
"You lost Spheal, too?" Sol frowned. Flare nodded. The four Pokémon all darted to the side of the house where the walls still remained. Better safe than sorry.
Suddenly, out of the dark, swirling vortex came a Pokémon. He had black fur and long red, spiky hair back in a ponytail. He had razor sharp claws and looked like a deadly opponent. It was a Zoroark.
"I am Zor, highly trained assassin. I work for the Monster," said the Zoroark. Ice shot Zor a look of pure hatred, not liking anything having to do with the Monster.
"The Monster knows that the four of you dislike him the most. Which is why he sent me to kill you first," Zor grinned. He had a gleam of evil in his eyes now. Zor whipped out some knives and threw them at the four Pokémon on the other side of the room.
"What do you want?" Ice shouted. Zor cackled. "I want you dead."
The Monster's soldiers bursted into the room, backing up Zor. Ice stepped forward. "I want to fight you, Zor. Let's battle."
"Ice, you've never battled before!" Quill said, worried. Ice glared at him. "Neither have you. Only Flare and Sol have ever fought."
"Only in self-defense," Sol commented. Flare nodded. "I only fought Pokémon who tried to attack Snowville."
Outside a Monferno was burning down the buildings of Snowville. Ice and Quill had never needed to fight before, but they needed to now. "Ice, show me your fighting techniques. I can tell you what moves you have," Sol said.
Ice quickly slashed at the air repeatedly. "That move is called Fury Swipes," Sol told him. A Krokorok launched itself at Sol, distracting him temporarily. Ice disappeared into the shadows, and in a flash popped up and attacked Krokorok.
"That was Shadow Sneak," Sol said. "Are those your only moves?"
"Unfortunately, yes," Ice told Sol. Then Zor stepped forward, claws extended, in a battle pose. "Hey, Ice, I thought you wanted to fight me," he taunted. Ice ran forward, using Fury Swipes. Zor whipped out a knife, jumping out of the way and giving Ice a severe cut.
"AAAH! IT BURNS!" Ice screamed dramatically. Blood trickled down his arm. He tried using Shadow Sneak, but Zor caught him effortlessly and tossed him at the wall like he was a rag doll.
But the battle wasn't over yet. A new shape crashed through the wall, knocking Zor back with tremendous force. It was a Drapion.