Sorry for not posting the last like, six days, I assure you, that I had good excuses. And if you see me not posting for a week, assume that I am dead or dying. (Only assume that, if I don't say otherwise i.e. "I will be gone for x weeks" or something) Also, after brushing up on history in the pokegirl world, instead of this story starting at 100 days before the battle of San Bay. It is now two years before. 2000 AD, -2 AS. Finally, for those who are wondering what the mist is. The mist is the figurative force that rapidly changed the World's point of view.
Chapter 7 1/2: The Battle of Yolanda Square
Watching from overhead the battle, Ivan just sat back and watched as the situation transpired. Ever since he missed Danu the Burning, with his sniper rifle, Ivan watched a whole story unfold before his eyes. First, Ivan watched with horror as he missed Danu, because she happened to duck at the wrong time. Then, Ivan saw a great horde of American troops rush out from the brush, way to the far right, trying to capitalize on the dwindling surprise factor. After that, it was, war throuout the city. But, one area interested Ivan more: Yolanda square. All this was seen through the scope of his sniper. After an American squad held their own valiantly, but was defeated and raped, war once again came to the city square when gunfire poured in, from the surrounding ruins. Then a small force went into the square itself, and rescued the raped prisoners. But there was one who didn't fight alongside a pokegirl in this brawl. One who wasn't within arms leanth of someone else at all times. Many soldiers, especially the elite, that these surely were, had pokegirls, even Ivan did, tied onto the crook of his arm. But why not him? Despite being brave, it was foolish. And that was proven when this man suddenly got taken down with a hard punch. But no matter. Ivan lifted up his sniper rifle for one final shot. This time, he would not miss, and spare this man from a long death. For even though Ivan saw no wounds, he just knew that this man wouldn't be getting back up, in this situation, no one did.
Struggling like a savage, John threw his limbs in a dervish, to hurt the pokegirl that was above him. But she had strength to throw around, and that was pretty hard to overcome. John felt fear grip his heart like something was coming.
Ivan looked down the scope, and mentally said goodbye.
Then John quickly remembered an old trick back when he was in the sport of wrestling.
Ivan squeezed down on the trigger.
They flipped.
The overpowered hunting rifle bucked in Ivan's strong hands.
Than the pokegirl's head, beneath him exploded.
