Chapter 25 Ack, an Attack!
It was on our third day of training when we were attacked.
I was helping a few Grass-types focus their Razor Leaf attack when a cascade of rocks and flames were heaped upon us.
All the Rainbowmon scattered, and I yelled at them to come back. The humans were no help. Misty and Togepi were sunbathing, Ash, Ziggy, and Pikachu were snoring, and Brock was feeding his Vulpix a new mixture of something he'd just made.
A rock hit Ash on the head, and he cried out in pain, "Ow!" He looked up, "Huh?"
After a moment's hesitation he woke up Pikachu and ordered him to use Thunder. He also commanded his Flying-types to attack, and scooped up Ziggy protectively. He then yelled at the sunglasses-wearing Misty to look up. She did, and her eyes widened. She ordered her two Water-types to attack.
Brock finally noticed the commotion, and told Vulpix, Geodude, and Zubat to attack.
I sent a few Psychic blasts out, and a few of the Rainbowmon I'd been training were slowly creeping back, and began executing their own attacks against the "army" that appeared to be led by Pterdacts.
Eventually at least 95% of *my* army were back, and it was quite a spectacle.
The air sparkled with Ice and Fire moves, leaves whizzed all over the place, rocks fell, water flew...It was a very interesting battle.
Though we were determined, we were also outnumbered, so I finally ordered a retreat.
The avians cried out in victory, and I hung my head in defeat.
Once they were out of our line of sight I gave them a pep talk. We may have lost this time, but odds were against us. With a little more organization, and several more recruits, I'm sure we can beat back those viscious beasts!
A few cheered, and the rest just looked at me skeptically. If you can convince your fellow Rainbowmon to come, then I'm sure that we will have no difficulty in beating back those frequent flyers!
They were still somber. A blue Teddiursa spoke, "Teddd deeeee errr ted suh?"
[Why can't we just settle this peacefully?]
I sighed. I wished we could. But I wasn't sure that it was possible. Settling this peacefully would mean we would have to send a messenger into enemy territory...Any volunteers?
There were those darn crickets again.
I took a deep breath, Fine...I'll go.
It was on our third day of training when we were attacked.
I was helping a few Grass-types focus their Razor Leaf attack when a cascade of rocks and flames were heaped upon us.
All the Rainbowmon scattered, and I yelled at them to come back. The humans were no help. Misty and Togepi were sunbathing, Ash, Ziggy, and Pikachu were snoring, and Brock was feeding his Vulpix a new mixture of something he'd just made.
A rock hit Ash on the head, and he cried out in pain, "Ow!" He looked up, "Huh?"
After a moment's hesitation he woke up Pikachu and ordered him to use Thunder. He also commanded his Flying-types to attack, and scooped up Ziggy protectively. He then yelled at the sunglasses-wearing Misty to look up. She did, and her eyes widened. She ordered her two Water-types to attack.
Brock finally noticed the commotion, and told Vulpix, Geodude, and Zubat to attack.
I sent a few Psychic blasts out, and a few of the Rainbowmon I'd been training were slowly creeping back, and began executing their own attacks against the "army" that appeared to be led by Pterdacts.
Eventually at least 95% of *my* army were back, and it was quite a spectacle.
The air sparkled with Ice and Fire moves, leaves whizzed all over the place, rocks fell, water flew...It was a very interesting battle.
Though we were determined, we were also outnumbered, so I finally ordered a retreat.
The avians cried out in victory, and I hung my head in defeat.
Once they were out of our line of sight I gave them a pep talk. We may have lost this time, but odds were against us. With a little more organization, and several more recruits, I'm sure we can beat back those viscious beasts!
A few cheered, and the rest just looked at me skeptically. If you can convince your fellow Rainbowmon to come, then I'm sure that we will have no difficulty in beating back those frequent flyers!
They were still somber. A blue Teddiursa spoke, "Teddd deeeee errr ted suh?"
[Why can't we just settle this peacefully?]
I sighed. I wished we could. But I wasn't sure that it was possible. Settling this peacefully would mean we would have to send a messenger into enemy territory...Any volunteers?
There were those darn crickets again.
I took a deep breath, Fine...I'll go.