Granitwarf wandered north of Nimbasa, barrel in hand. He drank deep, wiping his lips. He kept on, hearing the sound of combat. He headed in the direction of the sound, not noticing the Absol in the distance.
Krom sat with Saria in his lap. They read from the book Krom received, the Pokemon enjoying the sunny day. Granitwarf wandered off, heading north for a stroll. As they enjoyed their day off, the Absol closed it's eyes and left.
Granitwarf jumped over a fence, handing the barrel to a sleeping Torterra. The Pokemon was old, and covered in moss. Granitwarf nodded his head in respect before continuing on. He saw a tree shaking, and moved closer. He saw two immense ropes tied to the tree, suspending an elderly gray Snorlax. The Pokemon was huge, and swinging by it's gray arms. Granitwarf walked around the immense sleeping Pokemon, seeing an elderly Infernape punch the sleeping Pokemon. Granitwarf watched him use every physical move he could remember. Kicks, punches, elbows, knees, Headbutts. The gray flames on his head burned brightly as he wailed on the Snorlax.
Granitwarf watched the Infernape grab a staff, made of wood with berries dangling from the top, and beat the Snorlax. Granitwarf clenched his hammer, jumping in front of the ape. He swung his hammer, the Pokemon blocking with his staff. Underwarf swung again, the ape blocking with his forearm.
Granitwarf panted, the Infernape watching him closely. The ape closed it's eyes, sitting down. He crossed his legs, placing the staff on his lap. He placed his hands together, one upside down. The palms were placed together, his left index finger up. Granitwarf grunted, angered that the ape dismissed him. H charged, swinging his hammer at the ape. Flame erupted around the Infernape as it floated up into the air. Granitwarf felt his jaw go slack, having never seen an Infernape levitating. Granitwarf flung his hammer at the ape, watching the ape slapped it back to him.
"What is it that you seek?" The ape asked, voice deepened by the orb of flame. Granitwarf laughed. "My trainer's a Pokemon are in bad shape from a battle. I was thinking about how I could keep him going while they recovered." He said. The ape hummed, eyes closed. "Hmm. This does not answer my question. What do you seek?" He asked again. Granitwarf grunted. "I guess I seek you. Maybe you could help whip them back into shape." He said, shrugging. Granitwarf pulled a barrel from his beard, taking a deep drink. The Infernape broke his concentration, standing on the ground. He grabbed the barrel the dwarf held, pouring the mead down his throat. He wiped his lips, humming. "Very Well. I will train your friend's Pokemon and fight for him. As long as I receive more of this beverage." He said, shaking the empty barrel. Granitwarf smiled, leading him back to camp.
On the way back, they saw a blue flash come from the camp. Granitwarf figured they were training, but then he saw a Gurdurr go flying. Granitwarf cursed, rushing back to camp.
As he stepped into the camp, a Gurdurr slammed his steel beam into the dwarf's face, stunning him. Another Gurdurr appeared, and they wailed on him with the beams. Infernape jumped over, grabbing one with his tail. He spun, flinging it into another Gurdurr. He landed, Fire Punching a Conkeldurr. He spun, Iron Tailing a human. His cross hit the ground before he did. He Thunder Punched a Gurdurr, Blaze Kicking a cross bearer. He grabbed one by the face, Zen Hutting him. Packer roared, Dragon Tailing a Liepard, Crunching a churchgoer. Golett Fire Punched a Liepard, Ice Beaming a Gurdurr. Granitwarf grabbed the steel beam, roaring as he slammed his hammer into the skull of the Gurdurr.
Granitwarf heard a yowl, jumping to aid Spots, who laid injured. He rammed the hammer into the skull of the Conkeldurr, jumping to kill a Swoobat. A churchgoer swung a knife at Granitwarf, who grabbed his hand. He head butted the man, shattering his skull. Packer kicked the Gurdurr, tearing into it's flesh with Dragon Claw. Infernape jumped from side to side, fists raised. He jabbed a cross bearer, spinning to knee a Swoobat. He jumped, Iron Tailing a Boldore. He elbowed a Sawk, Low Kicking a Throh. He heard a cry of pain, seeing a Gurdurr smash the arm of a young boy. He slammed the steel beam into his hand, shattering it. Infernape grabbed the Gurdurr by the throat, punching it in the gut. He let it go, raining Mach Punches down on it's chest, hen Blaze Kicking it in the face.
Infernape stood surrounding the trainer and his injured Pokemon. A Druddigon stood next to him; a single glance of understanding all that was needed. The dwarf smiled, and a Golett beat his chest. They surged their foes, four fighting hundreds.
Infernape Fire Punched a Gurdurr, leaning forward. The Golett ran up his back, firing Shadow Balls. Granitwarf slammed his hammer into the skull of a churchgoer, spinning to defeat the trainer's Bouffalant. Packer Aerial Aced a Sawk, Dragon Tailing a Gurdurr. A Conkeldurr swung it's fist at Packer, who leaned to the left. He jabbed upward with Dragon Claw, the Pokemon's head coming off. Infernape launched himself from the dragon's outstretched hand, coming down with a Hammer Arm. The ground split, and the enemy forces stopped. The Infernape stood, glaring at them. They turned, running in fear. Granitwarf clenched his hammer, moving to go after them. They heard a sob, and he stopped. They turned to Saria, who kneeled sobbing by her Munna, the Pokemon lying dead on the ground.
The assault had taken it's toll. Spots had a broken hip, and Nibbles was nearly beat to death, lying out cold on the ground. Twiggy grunted in pain, dented heavily. Castle Face grunted, his front left leg broken. Clera moaned, arm horribly mangled. Emolga laid on the ground, her membrane shredded. Foxy grunted, her jaw hanging slack, knee broken. Golett had a chip in his shoulder, but was fine. Packer and Granitwarf were unharmed, along with Infernape. Saria was unharmed, but her Pokemon could not say the same. Her Golett was unconscious, arm and leg missing. Her Munna was dead, lying bludgeoned to death. Krom placed his hand on her shoulder, his arm broken, hand mangled, shoulder dislocated, and six broken ribs.
Chief Bishop heard about the ordeal from his wife. She told him about it, her ability to sense aura and use Psychic coming in handy. He cast out his Pawniard, led by a Pawniard Halfling, to bring the group to him. They moved with immense speed, each one knowing Agility. They arrived, all kneeling in respect. The Halfling talked to the injured Krom, convincing them to head back to Pinwheel Village.
Simba growled, hearing about the attack. He knew Krom. The boy wouldn't hide in plain site, not in Nimbasa of all places. Some one hunted him, then employed someone else do their dirty work. He heard a dark roar from underground, cursing. "This reeks of Arceus." He said, heading to the Village's dungeon. Dealing with the prisoner would be difficult.
Simba headed to the dungeon, blade at his hip. He saw the prisoner chained up, his head sunken. The long white hair was flung back, revealing brown skin and sharp teeth. The clawed hands, surrounded in cloud like fur, struggled against their shackles. A heavy tail was slammed against the ground, shaking it. Simba took a deep breath, walking forward. He held a key in his hand, which he used to free the prisoner.
"Calm down Vraccas. You're acting like a horny Ryperior." He said, watching the prisoner, rub his wrists. He growled, speaking in a gravelly voice. "Don't compare me to that inferior Pokemon Lionheart." He growled, causing Simba to smirk. The prisoner stood stretching, over six feet tall in height. "What woke me?" He asked, walking out of the prison with Simba. "A cross bearer group numbering likely around a thousand attacked a group of Pagans, injuring nearly all of them." He said. Vraccas nodded.
"I sense that it was a Druddigon, Infernape and Golett that saved them. What fatalities were there?" He asked, heading to Simba's orphanage. "Hundreds on the attacking side. The only victim was a fertile female Munna." He said, making sure to add the detail in there. He growled deeply. He sat down in Simba's living room. Sable walked in, blinking at Vraccas. He looked up to her, fist clenching.
"Who is she?" He asked. Simba watched him carefully. "That's my mate, Sable Geisteye." He said. Vraccas' eyes drifted to her swollen stomach, and he relaxed. "Very well. Are the Pagans heading this way?" He asked, Simba nodding. "Good." Vraccas said, turning to Sable. "Forgive me if I seemed edgy, I haven't seen the sun since Simba was a Luxio." He said. Sable smiled. "Don't worry about it. All of Simba's friends are edgy. Especially Rex." She said. They all laughed. Sable tilted her head. "By the way, who are you?" she asked. Vraccas stood, bowing to her in respect. "My name is Vraccas Fertilesoil, Son of Landorus the Womb Maker." He said.
Krom and co. were dragged back to the village, their bodies aching. It took days, Infernape and Packer keeping watch from the outside. They traveled like a convoy, the Pawniard surrounding the slowed Castle Face. Infernape sat atop the camper, Packer in front. Golett traveled behind, and Granitwarf protected them from the inside. Route Four was excruciating, the sand pelting against them furiously. They didn't stop once, Castle Face panting and grunting in pain.
Simba met them at the end of Skyarrow Bridge, along with another Halfling. The Halfling introduced himself as Vraccas Fertilesoil, Son of Landorus. As they left, a mob came from behind. Vraccas jumped in front, using Stone Edge. The stones sliced into the flesh of the attacking mob. As they stepped off the bridge, they were no longer safe.
Skyarrow Bridge acted as a neutral territory. This was the only place where those that o wear a cross and those that don't could see eye to eye, although the former preferred to shove their beliefs down everyone's throats. Since they stepped off, the bridge, they could be attacked.
Vraccas tore into the mob. Using Dragon Tail, he swept a wide area, injuring many. He used Psychic, picking up two tress mentally. He cast them upon the mob, crushing them. Simba grimaced jokingly. "Ouch. That was some serious overkill." He joked. Vraccas grunted. "No, that was me throwing two trees. They were just conveniently underneath where they landed." He said. Simba laughed, missing the Halfling's sense of humor.
They had arrived, being ushered to Glenda's place of work. The Halfling commanded Pokemon and humans to assist her. Krom grunted when an Audino set the bone back in his arm. Saria sat on a bench, looking empty. Krom felt bad for her. Her pokemon died, and another was in critical condition. When Krom told his Pokemon the news, they all reacted differently. Most were upset, but Golett took it hard. He screamed, firing off a Shadow Ball at a wall. Packer had grabbed him, holding him in a bear hug while he squirmed to get free.
The pressure got too much for the little Golem, and he evolved. Krom smiled up at the twelve-foot tall golem. Krom looked to them. "Listen to me you four." He said, referring to Golurk, Infernape, Granitwarf and Packer. "I want you guys to wipe that town off the map. Someone on the inside of that town attacked us, and I don't want them escaping." He said, scowling. They nodded, setting out.
Flying on Golurk, the four Pokemon arrived at nightfall. They looked to each other, nodding. Golurk made the first move, firing a Shadow Ball. It struck a bench, throwing it across the town.
People scattered about in fear, the four Pokemon relentless. Granitwarf slammed his hammer into the side of a building, Infernape using Meteor Mash to finish it. Golurk screamed in anger, lifting the Ferris Wheel above the city. He cast it down, it unleashing death and devastation ton the city. Packer slammed through the wall of the Poke-Center, clutching Nurse Hoy by the throat. He lifted his hand, about to end her. Granitwarf stopped him. "I have a better idea." He said, picking up a syringe. He slammed it into the leg off the Druddigon. He drew blood from the dragon, turning to the nurse. The dragon smiled, watching the dwarf plunge it into her heart. He injected the blood into her, and the two left, destroying everything in their path.
The nurse convulsed, her cross falling off. She looked to her hands, which turned blue. Scales slowly started to cover her skin, and her hair fell limp. Red spikes shot out from her forearms, and her tailbone pained her. A thick tail exploded out, causing her to roar in pain. Spikes coated the tail, and two wing like protrusions exploded from her back, causing her more pain. She cried, her purity stripped from her. She was now a Halfling, a fate worse then death.
The attack was filmed, and Granitwarf wanted to make sure they wiped the town from the map. He patted Infernape on the back, telling him to use anything he had. "Very well then. I shall use a technique I learned at the retirement home." he said, taking the position he did when Granitwarf met him. Fires burned, people leapt from buildings, children littered the streets. No one would survive. Packer turned to the ape." Does this attack have a name?" He asked. The ape nodded, gray flame coating him. "Yes. This attack is called Supernova." He said, floating into the air. The other three walked away, the ape finishing the town.
He extended his arm out, index finger in the air. He shook, calling upon all of his power. A small ball of fire formed, hovering above his fingertip. The ball increased in size, continuing to increase. He floated higher in the sky, flames burning brighter. He floated high above the city, raising his arm above him. The flame burned brightest, the fireball now the size of a building. He opened his eyes, roaring loudly. The ball of flame expanded, now bigger than the city. He cast the ball down, and it struck the town. A bright light shined, the explosion shaking the region. When the dust cleared, a huge crater the size of the own, and miles deep was all that was left. Granitwarf gave Golurk an ice Beam command, and Infernape use Flamethrower.
The huge city was now a lake, and Underwarf moved forward. He placed a toy sailboat in the water, having forged it soon after arriving in Pinwheel Village.
The cameraman moved forward, filming the toy ship. When he zoomed in, he saw toy Vikings dancing around a toy Cheren, who was tied to the mast of the ship.