Chapter 10
Riolu hugged Kirlia with all of his strength. Only seconds before, Grotle had burst into his room, yelling the Kirlia was back, the sole survivor from a raid. Riolu covered the length of the village in mere seconds, running so fast that he created a sudden breath of wind that hit anyone that he passed by. He saw her, accompanied by a larger pokemon, and leaped at her. After releasing her from his hug, she kissed him for a solid ten seconds. "What happened to you?"
Kirlia looked down. "My class was attacked by Sneasal and his goons. They killed the rest of my class, but I escaped. They chased me down and caught me, but this pokemon saved me from them." She looked up at Scizor.
Scizor seemed to get the message. "Hello, child. I am Scizor. I am pleased to meet you."
Riolu, barley able to contain himself with thankfulness, leapt onto Scizor and hugged him. He was crying by now. "Thank you" he whispered to Scizor.
Kirlia kissed Riolu again. "He brought me home, where I am now."
Riolu smiled. "I'm glad you're safe."
Kirlia pulled a small, white box from out of her pack. She looked at Scizor with expecting eyes. "Now?"
Scizor nodded. "You may."
Kirlia opened the box, and gasped as Sneasal fell out. How he could be contained in a mere cubic centimeters of space, she didn't know, but she knew for sure that he was sitting in front of her, genuinely pissed off. Scizor caught his throat and tied a rope around his hands. "This one is for you to justify. Treat him as he deserves."
Kirlia and the rest of the town thanked him, and he flew away, presumably back to his cave.