Here we are the latest chapter in Electric Fury.
Pikachu heard nothing except a dull echo in his ears, his vision zeroed on Max and Bonnie, who still haven't noticed him or any of the others in the squad. His body was beginning to vibrate with hatred as he just gazed at them. As he observed them from above, no breath escaped his body; the only sounds released from him would be the dull heartbeat echoing in his ears. He sharply turned his gaze to his combat vest, noting that his guns were holstered.
All he would need to do is aim and fire.
It wouldn't even take ten seconds. Ten seconds to exact partial revenge that was three years in wait…
But he wouldn't.
Because a mere ten seconds was far too quick and painless.
So with that in mind, he moved his hands away from his guns, and shot a look to the rest of the squad: all of whom were barely restraining themselves from raining death from above.
Even Sceptile was grasping his swords a bit too tight.
Pikachu said nothing as he quietly put his index and thumb together and softly rubbed them together, the sound so faint and insignificant that the humans didn't even register it in their eardrums.
But his squad did.
Each member of the squad shot their gaze in his direction with a look of confusion on each of their faces, wondering why the signal wasn't given to execute with extreme prejudice. Returning his gaze to Max and Bonnie, the mouse unfastened his combat vest as he used his fingers to sign out an order.
'Wait for my signal. No weapons. We do this the old fashioned way. They die slow.'
Snivy's eyes hardened as she nodded and each squad member quietly removed their combat vests…all except for Charizard, who raised an eyebrow at the order. Pikachu blinked before his eyes widened in realization.
Right…no weapons anyway. Fiery death from above is his trademark.
With that, Pikachu signaled the squad to stay hidden as he hopped down from the tree with a dull crunch of the grass underneath, the sound alerting Max and Bonnie who didn't see the threat in front of them.
They just saw a wounded wild Pikachu.
"Hi there buddy, did those Gyarados scare you from your den?" Max asked gently.
Pikachu said nothing, merely staring at them, appearing innocent to the eye. However while he appeared cute and cuddly, he had his body lowered to the ground as he prepared himself to lunge the moment one got within attacking distance. Bonnie, seeing the stance of his, misinterpreted his attacking posture as a startled and ready to run away at a pin drop posture, placed her hands up placating gesture.
"Hey, there's no need to be scared. We're not gonna hurt ya. Do you want a potion to ease your cuts? They could become infected if left untreated."
Pikachu got on all four limbs as he bowed his head. And with his face angled towards the ground beneath him, all Max and Bonnie could see were the wide, innocent brown eyes staring up at them, instead of the malicious smile that was stretching on his face as they got closer.
Unaware of the smile that was on the mouse's face, and the very painful and lethal intentions on his mind, Max was ignorant of the danger as he crept in closer…and closer…
…and closer…
NOW!
With a roar of rage, Pikachu sprung up, aiming at Max's started face and smashed his knee into the brat's nose with a very pleasing crunch.
As the bespectacled boy stumbled backwards with a startled and pained screech, Pikachu was already on the move, having landed on the dirt with a roll and was already rushing towards Bonnie. Too fast for the girl to react, the vengeful mouse slid underneath her legs and used his tail to knock her feet out from under her, making the blond child crash to the ground with a cry.
As Pikachu slid to a stop a few feet away from the two traitor children, Max and Bonnie cast their gazes up at him with anger as Max roars out:
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"
Pikachu let out a cold laugh as one of the moments he has waited for over three years has finally occurred. He cast an mean smile at the downed children as he spoke:
"Even after all these years Max, your still an idiot who acts like he knows everything when the fact is you don't know shit."
Max's voice died in his throat as he realized that holy shit this Pikachu can talk, whereas Bonnie on the other hand narrowed her eyes at the rodent as she spoke with suspicion:
"Just who are you? How do you know Max?"
Pikachu cast his gaze at her with a smile as fire burned in his eyes.
"Oh I known moron here for years. In fact Bonnie, I also know you quite well. After all, you tend to learn a lot about someone when you travel a region with them. Or in Max's case, a region and a Battle Frontier."
Max's blood ran cold as the puzzle pieces finally fit together.
"Holy shit your Ash's Pikachu."
Pikachu chuckled darkly as he nodded in confirmation, much to the terror of both of the teenagers in front of him.
"Nice to see you can recognize me after three years."
Bonnie's jaw dropped as she gazed back and forth between Max and Pikachu in astonishment.
"Wait you can talk now?!"
Pikachu scoffed in amusement at the bewildered Bonnie, a dark chuckle leaving his mouth. "Oh, I'm capable of many things nowadays. All of which I learned in preparation for this moment here."
Bonnie crawled to her feet, her eyes never leaving the mouse as she spoke with apprehension in her voice:
"What moment? What have you prepared for?"
Before Pikachu could answer, Max stood to his feet as glanced at the mouse and slowly reached for a Pokéball on his waist. "So where's Ash? If revenge for telling him to quit his dreams is what he's after, he must be pretty pathetic to be hung up on that."
Pikachu's amused smile immediately left his face at the mention of his old trainer. His eyes narrowing in rage the further Max spoke about him.
"If you speak his name one more time Max, I'm going to rip off your goddamn jaw."
Max let out a terrified squeak at the threat, as Pikachu turned his gaze back towards Bonnie.
"To answer both of your questions in a way, this isn't about you telling Ash to quit his dreams, although all of you are fucking shitheads for that. No…this is for directly causing Ash's death that day, due to the fatal wounds that were inflicted on him as we escaped Pallet Town."
Bonnie's voice died in her throat as the implications of what the mouse just spoke was realized. Even Max had a look of horror on his face.
"So to answer your question Bonnie…what is the moment I've been waiting so verylong for? Simple, it is the one where I find myself in front of each and every one of you… and end your fucking lives!"
Max quickly pulled out the Pokéball he'd been fingering as he roared out in refusal to allow that outcome to pass.
"GROVYLE USE LEAF BLADE!"
With a bright flashing light, the precursor to Sceptile lunged forwards towards the mouse with glowing blades on his forearms.
"NOW YOU DIE!" The grass type roared as it inched closer and closer to the electric mouse.
Pikachu merely ducked with a deadpan expression on his face, allowing the grass type to fly overhead and crash painfully into a tree with a dull thud. As the grass type hit the ground with cry of pain, Pikachu rolled his eyes before pointing behind him in the direction of the noise and firing a small electro ball from his pointer finger, which exploded upon impact with the downed grass type as it let out an agonized screech, as a dust cloud formed in the area.
"GROVYLE!" Max screamed out in horror.
The dust cleared, revealing a severely injured Grovyle who was down on one knee, exhaling deep breaths from its lungs. Pikachu raised an eyebrow at the grass type.
"Still alive? Now granted while I only placed a mere percentage of my power into that shot, I still put in enough to assume it would at least fatally wound you, if not kill you outright. I am impressed…I mean if a little."
Pikachu turned towards the teenagers once more and narrowed his eyes.
"Battle Positions now."
Max scoffed at the command, and was about to respond with "why would we listen to you", when the other members of the squad dropped down from the trees.
Seeing Charizard, Sceptile, Infernape and Snivy staring at both of them with hatred and rage made Max and Bonnie take an intimidated step backwards. Pikachu closed his eyes as he began to think aloud.
"Max's Grovyle being evidence enough, if we just decide to fight in a free-for-all, it would take maybe sixty seconds before we're victorious, and that's far too quick…"
Pikachu's eyes snapped open as an evil smile stretched on his face.
Oh he had an amazing idea.
He turned towards the two scared teenagers with a smirk on his face as he stared at them in the eyes.
"So…we're all gonna play a little game. The rules are simple, and I'll even throw in a concession and let you potion up Grovyle so he can play as well. You're gonna need all the help you can get."
Max's face pulled into an enraged snarl at the mouse's words. A game huh? So that's what our deaths have been labeled as…a game?! I don't think so."
"And what if we decide not to play?"
Pikachu smiled viciously at the angry question. "Then you die immediately! At least with the game, you might have an extra ten, maybe twenty minutes of survival."
Max snarled in rage before Bonnie spoke up before the angry teenager could ruin this chance for them.
"What are the rules? How do we win?"
Pikachu stared her in the eyes with malice and hatred as he responded to her question.
"The game is called "Battle", and the rules are very simple. Each of you will have a battle with us that are one-on-one. One of your twelve Pokemon vs. one of my five. The basics of the game follow as this. If your Pokemon faints, that counts as a single loss, and you bring out your next mon. If one of your Pokemon dies, then that also counts as a loss for you although we will make a semi-honest attempt to avoid fatal blows. When all twelve of your Pokemon lose, that's a loss for the both of you…and you both die."
Bonnie gulped at the ominous possibility that they may lose their lives on this day. She glared at Pikachu as she spoke, actively trying to keep her fear hidden.
"How do we win the game? All games leave a possibility for either side to win after all."
Pikachu raised an eyebrow at this idiotic question.
"You win by not losing. As to how…well its twelve vs. five, and all five of us are injured. Figure it out. The game starts now. Choose who goes first, and I will send one of us out to meet you."
As Bonnie nodded and began conversing with Max to determine their best chance of survival. Pikachu turned towards the squad to see them all staring at him incredulously. Infernape was the one who spoke.
"Dude, what the fuck are you doing?! Why are you making us jump through all these hoops when we can just kill them and get it over with?"
Pikachu rolled his eyes. "I would have figured for at least one of you to understand my thoughts here. I don't just want them dead. I want them humiliated. I want them emotionally scarred. I want them terrified! And I want you to think about this. As each one of their Pokemon goes down, they'll gain a mounting realization to just how much closer to death they are, and how inevitable that death is." He hissed with rage.
As each of their eyes widened in understanding of his idea, Pikachu ended his explanation.
"Now with my plan fully explained, do you still want to kill them and get it over with? Or do you want to draw it out and enjoy it."
As the squad thought more about it, they all came to the realization that they liked Pikachu's idea so much better. Snivy smiled viciously. "I call dibs on going first." Pikachu grinned evilly at his comrade.
"Noted."
And with that, the squad turned back to Max and Bonnie, as the teenagers stared them down. Pikachu smiled cruelly.
"So…let's begin shall we?"
The duo nodded as Bonnie stepped forward first, brandishing a Pokeball and with a toss and a bright flash of light, released her first choice.
Pikachu let out interested hum as he eyed the Pokemon she sent out.
"Amaura is your choice huh? I would figure with you being in Johto, you would have some Johto native mons' in your group, but the Kalosian Ice/Rock type is still an interesting choice. Snivy, battle position."
Snivy smirked as she stepped forwards, cracking her knuckles with each step. As she stopped in front of Amaura, she glanced up at the Ice/Rock type with a smug smile. "It seems I'm at a type disadvantage. But will that be enough to grant you a win? I doubt it."
Amaura blinked as it stared at the grass snake in front of it. It cocked its head to the side as it stared at Snivy with curiosity.
"I've never seen a Snivy before. I think this will be a fun match."
Snivy raised an eyebrow at this. Clearly this Pokemon has no idea what's truly at stake.
Too bad for her.
Pikachu smirked devilishly as he started the match, and Snivy immediate disappeared from the opponents eyesight only to reappear and smash Amaura's skull with an Iron Tail, bringing the Ice/Rock type to the ground with a loud crash.
It was a crash she didn't get up from.
Snivy blinked owlishly at the downed Pokemon in front of her, ignoring Bonnie's cries of horror that she lost one of her Pokémon in one attack.
Was…was that it?!
Snivy turned towards Pikachu with rage in her eyes. "Dude what the hell?! I gave the bitch a mere love tap and she's out! Will they all go down this quickly?"
Pikachu let out an amused cackle at the enraged question as he turned towards Bonnie.
"I'm not the one you should be asking that. So Bonnie, will they all go down this quickly?" He asked with an evil smile.
Bonnie trembled with fright as she recalled her downed Pokemon, a bead of sweat trailing down her face. Pikachu grinned at the reaction.
"So, that's one down. Send out your next choice." He ordered.
Bonnie steeled her gaze before she tossed out another Pokéball, revealing a Fletchinder, who let out a cry as it swooped out of the light and around the arena before stopping in front of Bonnie, who made sure to warn the Fire/Flying type what the true threat was. Fletchinder turned a gaze towards Snivy with narrowed eyes.
He won't allow his trainer to die. Not on his watch.
Snivy crossed her arms at her opponent as she stepped forward. "So I'm at a double-type disadvantage now? This might be interesting."
As Snivy entered a battle position, Pikachu called out for the battle to start, and Fletchinder immediately took off into the skies, out of her reach. As she let her vines spread out around her, she kept her eye on the sky as she waited for her opponent to reappear.
"USE WING ATTACK FLETCHINDER!"
Snivy shot her gaze to the sky but was too slow to react as she was immediately dive-bombed by the fire/flying type. As Snivy rolled across the grass, a hiss of pain escaping her as she righted herself; she noticed her opponent taking to the skies once more.
Oh I don't think so.
Using her vines to slingshot herself into the air, Snivy chased after her opponent, and when she was close enough, used her vines to wrap around her prey and land on the Pokémon's back.
With a vicious smile, Snivy grabbed her opponent by the wing-feathers, and pulled as hard as she could, being rewarded for her efforts with a screech of pain, clumps of feathers in her grip, and a quickly declining altitude.
With Fletchinder no longer capable of flight due to certain feathers being ripped out, all the bird could do was try to safely land. It was an attempt that Snivy refused to give him.
Using the muscles in her lower body to crouch down in order to prepare her body for a leap, the grass snake sprung, using the force in her body to launch herself off her opponent. This "leap of faith" had other uses as well however, as not only did it allow Snivy to abandon the high altitude and enable her vines to pull her to safety, the added force of the snake leaping off the bird gave additional pressure for a brief moment that hastened Fletchinders decent to the ground at high speeds.
Going too fast to properly brace itself, Fletchinders painful crash into the ground was inevitable. As the grass snake lowered herself from the branches and tree limbs that her vines pulled her to, a seriously wounded Fletchinder was recalled into its Pokéball.
That was two out of twelve downed with no effort, and that fear that Pikachu was hoping to instill within Max and Bonnie was beginning to take root.
As the two children began to plan their next move, Snivy let a mocking smile at the duo, which sent chills down their spines. While this was still way too fucking easy, it was still very enjoyable. Right as Snivy was lowering herself into a combat position to take on the next opponent, Pikachu let out a sharp whistle that quickly garnered her attention. As the snake turned to see what her leader wanted, Pikachu jerked his head in a "come back" motion, and the grass snake blinked in surprise.
"Wait seriously? You're calling me back? Why?" She cried out in annoyance. Pikachu mouth stretched into a smirk as he registered her words, his shoulders shaking with amusement at her indignation.
"Because I don't want you to hog all the fun in this little game of ours. You had your two mons, now let someone else have a go." He called out in amusement. Snivy groaned in exasperation before trailing back to the squad, but as she got closer to the group, her face stretched into a mocking smile as she called out behind her: "Hey now that I'm leaving the battlefield, who knows? You might just be able to make your group last more than one hit a piece!"
And with that, the grass snake let out a cruel laugh as she took her place besides the squad with her arms crossed. Pikachu shook his head in amusement at his comrade before turning towards Sceptile with narrowed eyes and a smile.
"Go." He commanded with a smirk. The gecko nodded before he stepped forwards and Max gulped in intimidation before he tossed out a Pokéball, revealing a Manectric, who let out a shower of sparks as it stretched its limbs with a yawn. Sceptile grinned at his opponent.
Good, something fun.
Pikachu smiled at seeing his normally reserved friends' eagerness for combat. It was a trait that all six of them, even Bayleaf, possessed in some way. Their lust for battle was most definitely a trait that was inherited from Ash.
"Go." He called out. This battle should be entertaining while it lasts.
At Pikachu's call, Sceptile immediately sprinted into action, blitzing Manectric before it could react. Swinging his tree like tail as if it were a baseball bat, Sceptile launched Manectric into the air, the electric type having had no time to react to the vicious onslaught. Then with his superior and nearly blinding speed, Sceptile disappeared from the ground and intercepted Manectric in the air. And as the gecko clasped his hands together and raised them high above his head before slamming them down hard onto the incoming electric type, a malicious sheen in his eye the whole time.
As Manectric slammed into the ground with a loud crash, Max's horrified cry echoing throughout the forest. Sceptile dropped to the ground with a dull thud and an unamused look on his face.
"Frankly, from how much shit all of you were talking about Ash those years ago, I would figure that your skills would at least be able to back up your filthy mouths, but apparently not." The gecko called out in a bored tone.
Max was trying to be brave. He truly was, after all he didn't want any of these freaks to see just how much they were getting to him. Bonnie on the other hand…
Bonnie made no attempts to hide just how fucking terrified she was. With shudders wracking her whole body, the girl tried to hold back tears as she clutched her shoulders. Pikachu noticed her reaction, and a satisfied smile made its way on his face.
'Good. The terror is there. Now let's see if we can add in some hopelessness to the mix.' He thought morbidly.
Max noticed Bonnies rapidly failing composure and tightly gripped her by the shoulders as he spoke directly in her face.
"Listen to me Bonnie. I understand you're scared, but you cannot fall apart right now. If you panic, then we are going to die. I need you to keep it together." Bonnie nodded through her tears as she turned towards the squad, determination in her eyes, although there were still a few tremors through her body.
Pikachu rolled his eyes at this but decided not to comment. He turned back towards the field and noticed how Max had already sent out his next choice in combatant, a Kirlia that was very familiar.
Isn't that the Ralts that we met back in…oh that little fucker!
Indeed, Max had returned to Hoenn and included the little Ralts from way back when to his party. Pikachu called for the match to begin before he crossed his arms as he began to think to himself.
So he clearly went back for an insignificant and pathetic Ralts, but aloyal friend who helped fucking train him when he was a pathetic nobody was easy enough to turn his back on?! Little bastard needs to get his fucking priorities checked. Once this is done and we reach the End Game, I will be more than happy to – Oh and the Kirlia is already down.
Sure enough, Max's true friend that he returned to Hoenn to add to his team fell in maybe thirteen seconds, or however long Pikachu's inner monolog lasted. As Max recalled his downed teammate, Pikachu shook his head in disappointment.
So much for the bonds of friendship.
As Pikachu mused to himself, Max had sent out the next choice for the duo…Grovyle had made his return.
This one's mine.
With that thought powering him, Pikachu stepped out into the field. As he passed Sceptile, he jerked his fist and pointed behind him, the mouse's voice cold.
"Thank you for your efforts Sceptile, but I think I want to handle this one myself." He hissed.
Sceptile nodded and leapt away towards the group, while Pikachu turned his gaze towards Grovyle, the pre-evolved form of Sceptile quite pale as he saw Pikachu again after the immediate thrashing he had received.
"Oh this won't be good." He whimpered. Pikachu smiled evilly.
"No it won't. Infact it will be quite painful." The mouse concluded darkly.
As the two Pokémon stared off at one another, Max called out an order for Grovyle to use Leaf Blade once more and at this Pikachu smiled evilly before he responded. Last time, all he had to do was duck. But this time however, Pikachu was planning to meet him head on. With a burst of speed, Pikachu flashed into existence right in front of the startled Grovyle and smashed a knee into his face, sending the grass type crashing into the ground. Pikachu immediately went on the offensive, and refused to let up for even a moment, continuously pummeling the grass type into mulch. As Pikachu backed off his assault and saw the wounded Grovyle, he gained an evil smile on his face as he grabbed the grass gecko by the leaf on its head and pulled it eye level. As the two Pokémon stared each other in the eyes, one full of fear and one full of twisted glee, Pikachu pointed an open palm at the belly of Grovyle and spoke, sadism filling his voice:
"Remember how last time I used a mere percentage and it was enough to bring you down in one shot?" He asked with fake innocence. At Grovyle's terrified nod of confirmation, Pikachu's eyes darkened with malice as he grinned evilly at his trapped prey.
"Let me show you what full throttle can do!"
And with that statement made, Pikachu fired a full powered Electro Ball at point-bank range, the orb blasting out of the grass type with a spray of blood, the gecko emitting a dying screech of agonizing pain before it went limp in his hand.
"GROVYLE!" Max screamed out in horror as Bonnie brought both hands to her mouth as her face paled in color, tears leaking from her eyes. Pikachu's smile grew more sinister as he spoke:
"Not to worry Max. After a few more of your Pokémon fall at our hands, I'll be more than happy to…reunite the two of you in the afterlife."
And with that, Pikachu tossed the carcass of his kill in the direction it came from, a cruel cackle echoing around the forest as the mouse turned and walked back to his original position, and Bonnie dropping to her knees as she began sobbing in terror as Max just blankly stared at the corpse of his starter Pokémon. Pikachu cast a gaze at his squad and spoke:
"So, who wants to go next?"
Charizard immediately stuck his hand into the air with a vicious smile. Pikachu chuckled darkly before giving a nod in acceptance. The fire dragon grinned ruthlessly as he stepped forwards, flame exiting his maw. He turned his gaze towards Bonnie and Max as a savage smile formed, revealing sharp fangs.
"So due to your actions, would killing now be within the rules of this little game?" He asked ominously. And despite their grief for one of Bonnies dead Pokémon, both Max's and Bonnie's bodies went rigid at that statement, terror filling them at the implications.
Pikachu hummed to himself, debating if an amendment to the rules should be allowed this late in the game. "Well, I killed Grovyle for more personal reasons, as he was one of the ones that were brought out against us back in Pallet Town, three years ago. So with the exception of Dedenne, I'd say no. Keep them alive. We could fetch a pretty coin for them from Team Rocket." He concluded.
Bonnie began to tremble in fear as she learned what the fate for their Pokémon would be if they lost this game, and while her sweet Dedenne's fate at the hands of these monsters was gruesome enough, his fate might end up being far more merciful that what Team Rocketwould do to the survivors.
It was an idea that made Bonnie desperate not to hurl.
Max growled in rage before he sent out his Carvanha, thinking that maybe a type advantage could help them; all the while completely disregarding how helpful they've been so far.
As Carvanha exited the Pokéball, it landed on the ground and flopped about aimlessly and gasped for breath. Max also disregarded that he needed water to use a fish Pokemon.
Charizard blinked at his opponent, before he turned his gaze upwards in a deadpan expression. "So you sent out a Magicarp with teeth?" The dragon murmured. Max on the other hand snarled in offense at the accusation.
"Hey Carvanha is not a Magicarp! He has proven to be quite useful in the past." Charizard blinked at the statement before he turned his gaze back to the floundering Water/Dark type, who looked like it was currently in hell at the moment. The fire dragon let out a snort at the comment before he stepped towards the water type and picked it up by its tailfin, dangling the creature in the air. Charizard stared at the miserable fish for a quick moment before he turned back to Pikachu with a whine.
"Common dude this is bullshit! This thing looks like it's gonna suffocate at any second, and I was at least expecting to have to take to the skies for at least a moment. I can literally kill this thing with less effort than it took me to walk to the damn thing! All the others got a lease some kind of enjoyment out of this, but then I get the goddamn fish that looks like it can barely breathe, let alone fight!" The lizard growled in rage.
Snivy threw her head back with a laugh as Pikachu smirked at the Fire/Flying type. "You're the one who volunteered remember? No take backs." He called. Charizard let out a roar of rage as he turned his angry eyes towards the Carvanha, deliberately ignoring Snivy's and Infernape's laughter. With a quick slap against the ground being all that was needed to end the "fight", Charizard moodily tossed Carvanha back at Max. "If you send out anything useless again Max, so help me god!"
"What's the matter Charizard was the battle too hard?"
"SNIVY SHUT YOUR MOUTH OR I WILL FUCKING YEET YOU INTO THE SKY!"
With Snivy's cackles echoing in his ears, Charizard began to vibrate with rage as he glared at Max and Bonnie. "Send out the next one now!" Bonnie glared with hatred as she sent out the next choice, a small Totodile that danced happily as it exited its Pokéball.
A small Totodile that was quickly engulfed in a torrent of fire. As Bonnie recalled her downed water type, Charizard stomped over to the group with a growl. As he caught sight of the ever widening grin stretching onto Snivy's face, he growled out. "Oh Shut up. Infernape, get your ass out there so we can get this over with."
Infernape let out a chuckle in amusement as he stepped forward, cracking his knuckles with each step. "So what's next? A Budew, or perhaps maybe a Caterpie? With the A game you runts have been sending us so far, I truly don't know what to expect anymore." He jeered. Max growled as he fingered the remaining Pokémon on his belt. He had three left, whereas Bonnie only had two. If neither of them could pull a victory, and quickly…
Then they were dead.
The next Pokemon that were sent out were quickly brushed aside as the last were, until there were only two total Pokemon that Max and Bonnie had remaining. One of the remaining was one of Max's, while the other Pokémon was Bonnie's. So the only two choices would be between Dedenne and him, and Max didn't have much faith in Dedenne to pull through. The only choice was him. But would he listen, especially when the stakes were this high?
Max didn't know the answer to this question, but he didn't have viable alternatives. He glanced at Bonnie, to see if his female traveling companion had any other ideas, only to see her on her knees, her eyes damp with tears as it finally hit home how hopeless the situation was for them. Max twitched at the visual of his friend before he sighed. No other options them. Max pulled out his next choice and tossed it out on the field…
And Charmeleon let out a puff of flames as he appeared in a burst of light. Infernape blinked in surprise as he saw his opponent before he huffed. He spars with Charizard all the time. What could a little Charmeleon possibly do?
Max took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down as he spoke. "Charmeleon I need you to use Dragon Dance."
Charmeleon looked back at Max with disinterest as the small lizard scoffed before he crossed his arms. He wouldn't listen to this little weakling. Pikachu watching this couldn't resist the urge to sweat drop.
Boy does this take himback down memory lane.
Max gulped down saliva as he spoke: "Listen Buddy, I know that you don't like me, and normally that's fine and all. But I need your help right now, or we are going to die."
Charmeleon froze at this before turning back towards Max in shock. He listened to Max explain what was going on, before he turned towards Grovyle and saw what remained. Now while Grovyle got on his nerves considerably, he didn't deserve death.
He didn't deserve this brutality that was evilly bestowed upon him.
Charmeleon glanced at Infernape, sizing him up before the lizard spoke.
"I look at you, and I see just how powerful you are. I also see that each of you ache for a challenge. As I am now, I stand no chance. However, give me time. Enough time to charge up Dragon Dance to the max of six stages, and you'll have your challenge."
Infernape considered his words. On one hand, they really wanted to get to the good stuff at the end of this little game. One the other however, this little game of Pikachu's has been super fucking boring up till now. So perhaps a compromise between both wishes would work? He grinned.
"So you want to Dragon Dance to the max huh? I'll tell you what, I'll allow for three before the fight starts.After all, we gave you enough concessions as it is, with it being twelve on five."
"I'll take what I can get." The fire lizard retorted.
"Infernape No! Don't give him anything, end this NOW!" Pikachu ordered. Infernape turned back towards the commander with a snarl:
"Hey it was your idea to play this damn game instead of going strait towards the revenge!So let me play it how I wanna!" Infernape turned back towards Charmeleon before the monkey nodded, giving the go-ahead. And with that, Charmeleon began to power up, and with each neon blue glow that flashed around his mobile body; Pikachu and the others can feel the power of Charmeleon increasing to greater and greater increments. Pikachu crossed his arms with a snarl on his face as he glowered at the fight.
That idiot doesn't understand the danger with what he's doing. We don't know how powerful that Charmeleon is to begin with and although the strength of his companions was nonexistent, it's very possible that he's much stronger than they are, which could even be the reason why he doesn't listen to Max normally. With this in mind, letting him get off three Dragon Dances for free could very well make him a major threat. Not to mention how despite the fact that while he might get only three for free, the added speed could very well give him ample time to steal more. Infernape might have just fucked us!
With the internal monolog complete, Pikachu turned towards the remainder of his squad and spoke. "Listen. Infernape might have made a mess for us with this." Snivy turned towards him with a raised eyebrow.
"How? I don't think that little Charmeleon is gonna be a problem."
"Maybe not by itself, but in addition to three dragon dances increasing his strength exponentially, do the math."
Snivy was silent as she thought about it for a brief moment before the realization struck her as she stiffened. Sceptile and Charizard also froze at the implications of what Pikachu was saying fully hit them. They also began to grow concerned. Sceptile quietly entered a battle position as he whispered to the group. "I can be quick enough to blitz him while he's mid charge. A quick leaf blade can end this before it begins."
Pikachu considered their words before he spoke. "No. I have a better idea. Charizard, I want of you to quietly max out your own Dragon Dance and Sceptile max out your Agility while the fight is ongoing. I will be doing the same with my own Agility. With the fight going on, nobody should take any notice of us. If Infernape looks like he's about to lose, rush in and kill the Charmeleon. Snivy, once we go in, pull that idiot out to safety." Everyone nodded as they watched the fight, with Sceptile, Charizard and Pikachu quietly boosting their speed as much as possible.
As Infernape and Charmeleon traded blows back and forth, Infernape's wounds from the Lance's Dragonite began slowing him down slightly. It was by a small amount…
But it was just enough to matter.
Charmeleon got a Fire Punch off in Infernape's face which made the fire monkey stumble backwards and give the lizard enough of a space to get off an extra Dragon Dance. And right at that moment, Pikachu's concerns were validated, and Infernape's defeat was guaranteed.
With three Dragon Dances, it put the Charmeleon right on par with Infernape. Now, if Infernape were at his normal maximum potential, then those Dragon Dances, while making the fight more challenging, they wouldn't be as detrimental. Infernape however, was still injured from Lance's Dragonite, and while he had healed slightly in between the battles, he still wasn't at one-hundred-percent capacity, and instead sitting around a comfortable seventy. Because of this, those three Dragon Dances were enough to completely level the playing field between the two of them.
...But adding a fourth?
That put the Charmeleon roughly above Infernape's full power by an additional twenty percent. As soon as that last Dragon Dance was landed, Charmeleon's victory was inevitable…or it would have been had Pikachu not foreseen this occurring and planned accordingly.
Before Charmeleon could react, Sceptile appeared in front of him in a flash of green and with a mighty swing of his tail, bashed Charmeleon across the ground. As the younger fire lizard rolled across the dirt, he was intercepted by Charizard, who in a rush of blinding speed grabbed his pre-evolved form by the face and smashed him into the ground with a loud crash.
"THAT'S CHEATING!" Max called out in rage and horror as he and Bonnie watched what was once a one-on-one turn into a two-on-one.
"If Infernape had listened to me and not offered that idiotic concession, then we wouldn't have to intervene on his behalf." Max's blood ran cold as he heard the cool voice of Pikachu behind him. He turned and saw Pikachu glancing up at him with hatred. Max glowered at him before he spoke, disgust tainting his voice:
"We led to the death of Ash, who was your friend, and you killed one of mine. We're square now." At his words, Pikachu let out an unamused laugh as stared down the bespectacled boy. "Square?! Oh I don't think so Max. You see, we will never be squareas you call it. Ash was an innocent child who did nothing wrong. He only wanted to travel and meet new friends, and if he happened to win a league while he was away, then even better. He just wanted friends Max and not only did you and everyone else in that fucking town destroy his heart, but then after all of that, you murdered him. Sure you can say all you goddamn want that "You didn't mean to kill him", but it doesn't change the fact that Ash Ketchum, the most important person on this pathetic mudball of a planet to not just me, but Snivy, Charizard, Sceptile, Bayleaf and yes even that idiot Infernape was taken from us because of your direct actions! So you can say that we're square because we took your friend like you did ours, but that's just it Max. Ash wasn't just our friend…he was our goddamn world! And with his murder, you just didn't rob us of someone near and dear to our hearts, but you robbed our innocence as well!" Pikachu roared out, with each sentence his voice grew darker and more heated until eventually, Pikachu's vision was blind with rage, as he started advancing on Max and Bonnie, making both teenagers go dry in the mouth as they backed up, tears leaking from their eyes as the two youngest members of the traitors indeed realized that this is it.
"And for that unforgivable crime committed unto us. We demand blood from each and every one of you. Gallons of Blood from Each and every one of you." He hissed out in hatred, as Max and Bonnie then took notice that they were surrounded by the other Pokémon, all of which had that exact same degree of hatred and malice in their eyes as they were gazed upon.
There was no escape now.
Pikachu began to vibrate in hatred as he huffed out.
"The games finished, but the after game is just about to start. It's called Sudden Death."
And with that, Pikachu lunged.
END OF CHAPTER.
As an apology for not only the six month Hiatus, but also the relatively short chapter, I made this one the longest chapter of Electric Fury I have ever posted before. Now I want to ask you…who do you think will die next?