Bonjour.
Is that how you spell it?
Honestly, I don't know.
I'm too lazy to look it up, so you guys tell me in the reviews how it's suppose to be spelt.
Speaking about reviews, I think that this is my weakest story so far. So, if anyone even views, tell me if I should just give up on this or if I should go ahead and finish this story.
That's about it, if I can get to ten reviews, I'll go ahead and update an extra chapter to Smash jokes
Or something.
IDK anymore, you guys. Maybe I'm not meant to write Pokefics, IDK.
I like that those letters.
IDK.
...Yeah.
Okay, let's just move on, you guys.
ONWARDS!
In the morning, Azazel woke to a poke to the forehead, followed by a small gruff laugh. Azazel groaned, waving the hand away, only to feel them trail down her sides, tickling her just lightly enough to annoy but not to actually do much more.
"Hmm…Zoroark…Quit it…"
"Pfff, Not on your life, Azzy."
Azazel groaned, not awake enough to open her eyes yet, as she once again tried to wave him off, only to groan as she felt the bed shift, a furry body right behind her, where Empoleon once was, "Leave."
"Umm, nah." Zoroark mumbled. She could feel his smirk, as he tickled her again, this time she had to hold her lips shut, trying not to laugh, "I don't want to."
Azazel groaned, trying not to give into the urge to laugh and beg for mercy, as she rolled out of the bed, right out of the troublemaker's grasp, "Then I'll leave."
She dusted off her pants, only now noticing that she'd fallen asleep in her normal clothing. Now that she thought about it, she had no change clothes. Note to self, buy some. Pajamas, at the very least.
She looked over to the only bed, a small smile on her face. Dante was holding Elissa in a comfortable way, while Elissa held Pichu. His Monferno was on the edge of the bed, tail just above the ground, as if it was guarding them.
Dante's grip on Elissa would tense every now and then, the action allowing a small smile onto Azazel's face. So he did have the capacity to care.
He just didn't care for her.
Plain and simple.
It was only when she got out of the bed that she noticed Lucario on the other side, having had fallen asleep on the couch, Ivy in his hands.
She found her way over to where Empoleon was making breakfast, sitting on the counter the divided room from kitchenette. Empoleon looked up briefly, only to look back down, flipping the pancakes.
Azazel shrugged it off, it was normal for him to act like that, "Morning."
Empoleon simply did a gruff nod, before sliding a plate to her, two Oran berry pancakes with syrup, "Thanks."
Another nod, before he went back to the burner, his pan somehow not falling out of the spikes on his flippers, as he poured on more pancakes.
Just then, a small yawn made Azazel jolt, as a tired voice asked, "…What's cooking?"
Azazel sighed, happy that it was only Elissa, "Empoleon made pancakes. You want?"
Elissa basically jumped from the bed to the free chair, a wide smile on her face, as Empoleon set down a plate for her, "Yes please!"
Azazel thought that she was hungry, but if that were the case, Elissa must have been starving, as she scarfed all of that food down, her eyes closed in bliss, as she gulped it all down, "Hmmm, that's good!"
Empoleon nodded, a small pleased smile on his face, while Elissa ate the second pancake, smiling as she did so.
Azazel couldn't help but smile, looking over what childishness Elissa still had. That childish innocence, that took Azazel back. It only felt like yesterday, when she'd been running through the forest, barefoot, Zorua in front, Piplup as a guardian angel, not always in sight, but always watching over her. Then, normally, Riolu , being the smart one, would either be watching from the trees, or right behind Azazel.
Like, face-in-her-back right behind.
But, to break it all, Dante woke with a loud thump on the ground, followed by a low moan.
Azazel turned around, stifling a laugh, as Dante pulled himself from the ground, rubbing the top of his head, "…Oww…" He murmured, as he got up, yawning. He looked the counter over, before giving Azazel a look, "…If you made breakfast, I'm not eating it."
Azazel gave him a look, "Well, I didn't. Empoleon did."
"That's even worse."
Zoroark laughed from where he was, as Empoleon broke the pan handle in his grip. Just holding it wasn't suppose to happen; Azazel couldn't help but wonder how he broke it.
Dante scoffed, sitting down, giving the penguin a look, "Well? I'm waiting.."
"He's like that in the morning after a long night." Elissa said, right before Azazel could jump the guy, strangle him, "He didn't sleep well last night."
Azazel sighed, shrugging it off, before looking over to Dante. An awkward air filled the room, as she coughed into her elbow, "So…Hey."
"If you want to say something, say it." Dante murmured, jumping when a plate of lazily made pancakes were tossed to his part of the counter, "These better not be poisoned."
Dante was to busy eating a bit to notice Azazel bend her fork back, "So," She murmured through slightly grinded teeth, "What's the plan?"
"…I'm sorry?"
"What are we doing when we leave? Where are we going?"
Dante stopped eating, before looking over to Azazel, cold blue eyes icing over, "…Let me make something clear. You are NOT my friend, you're NOT my buddy. You ARE a stranger-."
"That's really nice!" Elissa jumped in, giving her brother a look, "Come on, big brother! Azazel's nice!"
"Only because we were 'nice' to her." Dante murmured back, "Besides, she's just a weight to us."
"But she's strong!" Elissa countered, "I mean, look at her Pokémon! I don't know any beginning trainers that have a Lucario, Zoroark and am Empoleon!"
"You mean a chicken; a dark type she can't control, and a metal penguin that cooks better then I fights. " Dante corrected.
Azazel was pasted full of it, she could tell that Zoroark and Empoleon were either the same or over. Zoroark was growling, his claws having had just murdered a pillow, as feathers covered the bed once he slashed another open.
Elissa gave him a look, only to smirk, "…Fine, I have a challenge for you."
Dante gave her a look, but Azazel could see it in his eyes. The guy couldn't turn down a challenge, "What?"
"Challenge Azazel to a fight." Elissa said, "If she wins, she can stay with us."
Dante gave her an unreadable look, before staring into Azazel's eyes. She shivered, it felt like he was trying to read his soul, "…No."
Elissa gave him a look, but Azazel noticed it. It was that look you used to get someone to do what you want, a slight narrow of the eyes, the pouty lips; but it also held hidden mischief, "Ae you saying that you can't beat Azazel?"
Dante stiffened at the words, trapped. Azazel had to admit, Elissa had some tricks up her sleeve. Dante shook his head, "I'm not saying that-."
"Then fight her."
"You didn't even ask Azazel if she WANTED the fight!"
Elissa looked up at Azazel with pleading eyes. It was already hard to say no, but add those eyes on top of Empoleon's murderous looks and Zoroark's intent to kill, saying no simply wouldn't work, "…I'll fight."
Dante looked like he was about to kill a bitch, as he slammed the counter, getting up. He gave Azazel a look, "After breakfast, I'll meet you outside in the battle yard; entire team verses entire team. Don't make me wait."
And, just like that, he was gone, leaving to go to the main lobby.
Azazel only found the need now to breathe in, while Elissa sighed, leaning back, "…I'm sorry for, ya know; throwing you out there."
Azazel shook her head, "It's cool."
"I just…" Elissa murmured, pulling t some of her hair, twirling it around between her fingers, "…I don't wanna leave you here. I like having you around."
Azazel felt a tug on her heart string, as she patted her head, "Yeah; yeah, I like having you around as well."
Elissa beamed, before looking back down, slowly braiding her hair back, "…I feel like my brother likes you too."
Azazel nearly snorted, "Doubt it-."
"No, hear me out." Elissa murmured, before yawning softly, "He didn't sleep well last night because of you."
Azazel gave her a look, "Huh?"
Elissa nodded, finishing the first braid, before starting the other, "He woke up in the middle of the night when you fell off of the bed."
Azazel gave her a look, confused, "I…Fell out of bed?"
Elissa nodded, twisting her hair, "Yeah. Middle of the night, I guess your Empoleon left to do something in the middle of the night. Dante woke me up when he got off of the bed. I guess he woke up when he heard you fall off." Elissa giggled to herself, "You were still sleeping so soundly, even after falling of off the bed. He muttered something about you having a thick head, before picking you back up and putting you back in bed."
Azazel's eyebrow rose, only to shake her head, "No way."
"Way." Elissa murmured, winking, "I watched it happen. It was so funny; cause then Empoleon walked back into the room from the bathroom, just as Dante tucked you in." Elissa laughed lightly, seeing Empoleon stop working on cleaning the dishes for a moment, only to resume later on.
Azazel laughed lightly, only to shake her head, "Nah, he must have put a bug in my bed or something."
Elissa could only stare at her for a moment, braid forgotten and unraveled, only to have her sigh, "…Look, Azazel….I know that my big brother makes himself look like an asshole...But he's not. I don't know how to explain it; when he's around girls, or anyone that's a stranger; he just begins to…act different." She sighed, only to grasp her strands of hair, annoyed that she had to start all over, "Just…Give him a chance; okay?"
Azazel never did get a chance to reply, as Dante appeared back in the doorway, leaning on it. He looked ready to leave, "It'll be a four on four; got it?" He murmured, before sighing, leaving the room once again, "Hurry it up."
Azazel groaned, looking down, only to notice her plate missing. She looked over to Zoroark, who hadn't moved an inch, but still had her plate, licking it clean.
Azazel groaned, "It's going to be a very long day."
Azazel stood in the red corner, the same place she was last night. Only this time, she wasn't fighting some stupid child.
Dante stood in the blue corner, head low, a pokeball in hand. He seemed to be trapped deep in thought, as if something was nagging him, before he finally looked up, eyeing Azazel down, "…You will lose."
Azazel gave him a look, feeling her three best friends behind her, pressing near in a protective manner, "…Not without a fight."
Dante merely nodded, before throwing his pokeball up, "Starly, at the ready!"
Azazel had to hold herself back from the way to coo at the cute little birdy, as it flew around playfully, chirping its name.
Azazel turned to Lucario, who shook where he stood, scared out of his mind, "Lucario, could you please?"
Lucario shook his head, paws waving about in a scared manner, while the other two pushed him to the middle of the stage, "You'll be fine, Lucario!"
Lucario whimpered, as the two left him there, standing on either side of Azazel, waiting.
Dante gave Azazel a look, "When you're ready; you're first move."
Lucario's knees were shaking like mad, before Azazel murmured, "Use Aura sphere!"
Lucario's hands spiked up with a light blue hue, only to die out, as he smiled sheepishly. Azazel heard Zoroark snicker behind her, only to shake her head, "…Lucario?"
Lucario hid his face, ashamed. Dante simply stared Lucario down, before his gaze shifted to Azazel, a low weary smirk on his face, "This is all you've got? A Lucario that refuses to fight?" Dante snickered lightly, "Whatever. Starly; Aerial Ace!"
The Starly screeched in a very un-cute way, as it twirled in the air, beak down as it came back. Its wings began to glow with power, as he closed in. Lucario dodged, jumping to the side in a fearful manner, quickly picking himself back up, ears up and alert.
Dante shook his head, "All he can do is dodge...But, you can't do that forever." Dante couldn't help but grin lightly, "Starly, peck!"
Starly swooped back in, beak glowing a blinding white.
Azazel thought fast, "Lucario, return!" She shouted, watching as Lucario scrambled back in fear, having had dashed so fast that he managed to knock Zoroark over, just before Starly could attack.
Dante sighed, "How you won last night, I'll never know." He murmured, before groaning, "Come on then, let's move on! Who do you choose next?"
Zoroark looked like he was ready to kill, with that look in his eye, as he walked forward, growling lightly. Azazel didn't even get a chance to say anything, as Zoroark lunged, two shadow claws ready to strike. He missed the first shot, only to hit the Starly in the middle of his back with the second hit. He then jumped into the air, using night slash to slam the poor bird back down, making a small crater in the ground.
Dante's eye widened, as he silently recalled his Pokémon. He gave Azazel a look, his eyes burning with rage, "…Buneary, get me vengeance."
His tone made Azazel flinch, as she gave him a look. His eyes burned red with fury, but she couldn't tell why. What was hi problem?
The Buneary was cute, as she pranced around, bouncing like a child. Zoroark grinned, licking its lips. Azazel's eyes widened, as he went in for n attack, going right for the neck. Buneary hopped back, eyes wide with fear, as she jumped around, trying to evade.
Dante's teeth grinded down, giving Azazel a look, before swiping his hand across, "Buneary, use swift!"
Buneary nodded, shooting golden stars at Zoroark. All of them hit, but it didn't seem to do much, as the Zoroark's pace quickened.
Elissa shouted, "Call him back!" from the sidelines, but Azazel wasn't sure who she was talking to. Finally, Azazel took action, "Zoroark, get back here!"
But he didn't listen.
His bit down on Buneary's neck, eliciting a cry of pain from the smaller bunny. Dante growled, pulling out Buneary's pokeball, "Return!" He shouted, before glaring down the Zoroark.
Zoroark grinned menacingly, Buneary's blood coating his teeth, fangs bared in his troublemaking smirk.
Dante growled, before pulling out another pokeball, "Cascoon, defend us!" He shouted, before tossing the ball up.
Azazel had been ready for a monster of a Pokémon, the way that Dante had said its name…
…Not a purple cocoon.
Sure enough, that's what she got. A purple cocoon with angered narrowed red eyes. Zoroark didn't wait for an orders, as he leapt into the attack, roaring out in a sort of battle cry, as he slashed down.
Dante didn't seem surprised when his Cascoon fell quickly, fainted on the ground, before he returned him to his pokeball, "No choice." He murmured, before looking to his last pokeball, "…Monferno, you're my last hope to get rid of this girl."
Azazel's eyes widened, "Excuse me, sir; but this girl's got a name-!"
"Monferno, flame wheel!" Dante shouted. Monferno complied, tucking into a wheel, before rolling towards Zoroark. The Zoroark, the stupid dumb dark type, simply stood there, smirking .
His pride was his undoing.
Zoroark didn't notice his own deep breathing from consecutive attacks, nor did he pay heed to Azazel trying to call him back. No, he stood there and took the attack full force.
But no, it wasn't over.
Zoroark was thrown to the side from the force, but that didn't stop him. He tried to play it off, getting back up, roaring defiantly.
Dante's eyes flashed, snapping his fingers, "Gotcha." He mumbled, before shouting, "Monferno, use Flamethrower!"
There was a chance for Zoroark to still win. He could have moved, ducked, something; but no. He styed there, and took the hit right to his chest.
Seconds later, Azazel was still trying to process her friend on the ground, fainted.
Her lungs clogged up, as she became unable to breathe. It was that moment that she felt sucked back into the past, a distant voice screaming.
"SOMEONE, HELP THEM, PLEASE!"
She managed to recall the flicker of fire, before a wing, n, a flipper came down on her shoulder. Azazel was jolted back to reality by two golden eyes. For once in a long time, they held a deep concern, as Empoleon looked her over, "…Are you okay?"
Azazel couldn't muster up words, as she nodded, her breathing slowly going back to normal. She hadn't even noticed Dante on Empoleon's side, looking Azazel over, "…" He said nothing, as he offered her a hand, "Need a lift?"
She hadn't even noticed that she was on the ground, all curled up in a fetal position. She looked his hand over, before reaching out her own shaking hand, grasping it.
She yelped, as Dante pulled her up, right onto her feet. He looked Azazel over, only to sigh, closing his eyes, "…We're done."
Azazel's eyes widened, "Huh?"
"You heard me. You're in no condition to fight." Dante murmured, prying her shaking hand off of his, before walking away, "This is over."
Just like that, Azazel felt…Defeated. Just like that, he was gonna leave her.
She felt like she should have been happy, celebrate even. This was her chance to go back to finding Hase, to getting her old life back.
But, she couldn't help bit feel a bit of…Was that sadness?
No, it was more then just that.
It was abandonment.
Dante turned around, giving her a look, "I'm not going to wait forever, you know."
"…Huh?"
Dante sighed, "Honestly, you think I'm going to leave you alone like this? You can't accept a defeat. You'll just go and…Whatever you just did." He murmured, before sighing, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Azazel looked up at him, tilting her head to the side, "…Huh?"
Dante cursed giving Azazel a look, "I'm saying pack your damn bags, Az! We're going to Hearthome soon; we need you ready for the road!"
Azazel wasn't sure how to react. All she could do was grin, before nodding, "Y-yeah, okay!" She said, before following after him, Empoleon and Lucario not to far behind.
In the far back, still getting off of the watching stands, Elissa finally got off of the seats, petting her now sleeping Pichu, as she followed after them, smiling to herself, "The ship sails." She murmured, only to watch as Dante shoved Azazel out of the way, "…I guess."
Elissa ships it.
Also, I wanna know, who knows what Azazel's "Power" is?
Put it in the reviews!
I guess that'll be the chapter question, but, till then, I'm going to sleep.
I don't know about you guys, but I'm feeling sick.
I'm gonna sleep.
Nup, JK.
I've got chapters to pre write.
Belive it or not, I've got sequels for My Shadows, Covered in rose petals and From ash to dust all pre written.
They're aren't finished, but, I do have about three chapters ready for each. Not much, but hey, I am ready.
Ready for the Freddy.
Hahahaha, yeah...
...That's an old ass joke.
Amy: I guess you're gonna have a bad time!
Me:...Don't ruin Undertale for me, please.
Azazel:...What's Undertale?
Amy:...
Me:...?
Okay...
So...
Let's just end the chapter here.
Thanks again for reading guys, I hope you all enjoyed it, and if so, please leave it in the reviews!
Well, till next time, bai bai!
