5 years, 11 months, 29 days before the announcement
Something felt… wrong. His body… it didn't feel right. He felt a glimmer of consciousness return to him and all he could smell was the foul stench of gasoline, blood, and smoke intruding into his lungs. He was already suffocating on the thick air, causing Bisharp to wake from his slumber with his eyes shot open. Bisharp was restrained to a metal bed that sat at an incline. Bisharp clenched his fists tightly, attempting to rip himself away from his constraints, but it was a futile effort. The pokemon struggled with light breaths, the air was so thick it felt like there was an entire apple lodged into his throat, constricting his air passage. At the same time, despite how warm and humid the room was, he felt very cold and naked.
There was a bright white light situated above him, but the corners of the room were obscured in darkness, it was impossible for him to gauge how large the room was. There were many things moving within the shadows of the room but he could not make out any of them. He then heard the echoed tapping of bones against the floor approach him. Bisharp lowered his head to see the demon appear before him, the one responsible for all of it. Bisharp mustered all of the strength he could in his weakened state to lash out, but the metal locks kept him properly restrained to the bed. The tree-shaped pokemon had a large smirk plastered on its face, eyeing the Bisharp up and down before revealing an arched metal blade similar to the ones on Bisharp's arms. "A perfect fit, wouldn't you agree?" Trevenant got close and pressed the flat-end of the metal blade against the side of Bisharp's forearm.
Wait a minute, that shouldn't be possible! Where are his blades?! Bisharp started to breathe heavily due to his rising fear, but the thick air wasn't enough for him to take in. He mustered the courage to look down at his bladeless arms and torso. There were huge gaps in his skin, revealing torn muscle and ripped tendons. That wasn't even the worst of it, his feet, he couldn't feel them. He could barely lift his footless legs, there were only dark gray stubs where his feet used to be.
"You are weak and pathetic, but those traits make you a perfect canvas. I will break you, strip you of your weaknesses. I will remind you every day for the rest of your life that your very same pacifism is what got your friends killed. However, a strong foundation is needed and you are far too weak in your current condition. It is time for another evolution." Trevanant turned towards the shadows before commanding, "Make it quick, we have work to do." The demon stepped back into the clutches of the room's darkness, chuckling in the background as several robotic arms emerged into the light, each holding various pieces of metal. The freezing metal parts were pressed onto Bisharp's skin, sending a painful chill down his spine, it felt like he was getting cold burned from the head-down. While the various metal plates were pressed against his bare skin, new metal blades were inserted into the gaps of his skin to replace his old ones.
A myriad of men wearing lab coats and goggles emerged from the darkness with power drills in their hands carefully aligned screws into the new metallic parts, simultaneously poking Bisharp's skin with the pointy tips of the screws. Bisharp tried to fight back, forcefully shaking his body as much as he could in a sort of spasm to throw off the scientists, but he was properly restrained to the bed. He then heard the power drills turn on, making an intense ear-piercing screeching sound as he felt dozens of large screws break through his tough skin and spin their way deeper into his flesh. This caused Bisharp to violently scream as loud as he could, causing him to shutter uncontrollably as he repeatedly kicked his legs and arms against the restraints, trying to free himself from the pain.
Two more mechanical arms with large needles at the very end extended into view above him, leveling themselves to his eye level. Bisharp tried to turn his head away frantically from the carefully approaching needles but more human hands revealed themselves to force the creature's head to stay still. Bisharp watched in horror, lips trembling as he felt the needle puncture his eye. He felt every excruciating centimeter and second of the needle stabbing deeper into his pupils, going as far as they could before stopping. Bisharp could not see or move his eyes in any capacity, all he could feel was a burning hot pain where his eyes were. Then, in the next moment, he felt the warm humid air flood into his sockets where his eyes used to be.
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The day of the announcement
"Aaaaalright! Time to see how good these Valles donut-burgers are!" Nicholas exclaimed ecstatically, clapping his hands together before rubbing them in rapid succession. Daniel sat across from the man in a very closed and nervous position. He looked around the mahogany-red-tiled restaurant, there were a lot of people biting into their donut burgers. "Aww man, I'm so excited. I've never tried donut burgers. They opened up a shop in Kalos but it was on the other side of the damn country. It's like, why would I drive a couple hours just to try donut burgers? Though, one of my work buddies was like "oh, you gotta try the ones they have in Valles, they're the best!"" There was a slight pause once Nicholas realized Daniel wasn't responding to any part of his story, thus he shifted the subject, "... Ah, don't mind me, I'm just rambling. Have you ever tried one?"
"N-no. My family would never let me. My step-dad really hates donut burgers so he never let the rest of us try it."
"Well it'll be the first time for the two of us, today! I'll probably need to bring some home back to the wife so she can try it out, she's also curious about Valles donut burgers.
Daniel pointed out, "Where did you say you were from again?"
"My family lives in Kalos! Good place, it's where I grew up for most of my life. I met the love of my life there, and now we have a beautiful baby girl who's growing up so fast! Oh how I miss her."
"So… why are you here? Just to try out the donut burgers?"
"Me? Well, I suppose you could say I'm here to see my parents after- what? 20 years?"
Daniel's eyes widened to the size of baseballs upon hearing such a large number which compelled him to inquire further, "20 years? Why is that?"
"Oh, it's a long story, and one I don't really feel like telling right now. Well, what's your story? Uhh, shit, I never got your name."
Daniel's eyebrows raised upon realizing this and answered hesitantly, "Oh, umm, it's Daniel. Daniel Barsony."
"Alright, DeeBee (D.B.), you said earlier that today's your first time being a trainer, right?"
"Y-yeah…" The boy said solemnly as he remembered the overwhelmingly embarrassing first battle of his.
"And how old are you, like, twelve?"
"Fifteen."
"Ah, shit, I was way off the mark. Well, anyways, it's your first pokemon and you're dealing with a fully-evolved Bisharp that's been juiced up with Arceus know what. There's a very good reason that new trainers start off with the little baby pokemon. Like their trainers, they're also inexperienced but they're fresh. They grow up with you, develop a fondness and bond with you. Inheriting an already grown pokemon is like trying to force someone into a different family. Instead of loving you right off the bat like a pokemon would, these older pokemon take time to trust people because they've lived long enough to develop their own standards like most people. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir. I just really wanted to change my life, so I jumped at the first chance I got. I also chose Bisharp cuz he looked cool, but I didn't know he'd be that mean."
"Drop the sir, no need to be formal around me. Just call me Nick." The man then caressed his chin as he remembered, "Anyways, just because they look cool doesn't always mean they're the strongest or nicest. I mean, have you taken a good look at that Bisharp? I swear I saw screws in that dude's body, there's no way that's comfortable."
Daniel cocked his head at the detail and questioned, "Screws? What do you mean?"
"Like, legitimate, actual screws in that dude's plates. I don't think Bisharp is actually wearing that armor, moreso, I think that stuff's screwed to his body, it's now a part of him. I'll tell you, if I had screws drilled into my body, I wouldn't be a happy camper either."
Daniel looked down, mouth slightly hanging as he let out a surprised, "Oh." sound upon realizing the truth.
"Like I said, who knows what's going on with those Modified Pokemon, but there's definitely something fishy going on. Back when I was five or six, fuck, time passes by, my dad found an injured pokemon floating down the riverstream. My pops took it in and took care of the big guy. By that point, I'd seen pokemon but I'd never spent a long time with one. So, that big guy was my first ever friend."
"Is that pokemon still with you now?"
"Oh most definitely not. I was too young back then. Nowadays, I carry around my trusty Lunatone for my line of work."
"Your line of work?"
"That's right, you're looking at Defense Attorney Nicholas, ready to defend the innocent! If you ever find yourself in a case, which I sincerely hope you don't, you know who to call!" Daniel nervously chuckled, unsure of how to respond to the man's bold statement. By then, a chef called out their respective number to signal their meal was ready. Nicholas hurriedly got out of his seat to rush towards the registers and claim their meal.
Daniel pulled out the pokeball Bisharp was sealed inside, frowning as he pondered on Nicholas' words regarding trust. Perhaps he made the wrong choice, maybe he shouldn't have chosen Bisharp. But… he can't just abandon Bisharp like that, can he? Bisharp was placed under his care, he's responsible for the pokemon regardless of how hard it is to handle.
"Yo, put that thing away, our fucking BURGERS are here, are you ready to eat some delicious donut burgers?"
As the boy quickly discarded the pokeball, he felt the need to point out, "You sure like to swear a lot."
"Sorry about that, the wife doesn't let me swear so I just have all of this pent up swearing energy that I'm ready to let out! I'll try to tone it down." The man firmly grabbed his vanilla-frosted donut burger and brought it close to his mouth.
"No, it's fine. My.. "parents" like to do the same."
Nicholas stopped right before he was about to bite into the burger, making a sour expression as he expressed concern, "I-is everything alright at home?"
"Y-yeah. It's just that- my parents, well, they're not really my parents, they're my step parents, are really strict. They don't let me enjoy a lot of things so I'm often sheltered in my room and would occasionally take me out here and there. I mean, I like building things, but that's about it."
"What about friends?"
"I don't have any. My parents usually ignore me and my step-brother's a jerk to me. I just spend most of my time online or building little toys or gadgets in my room. That's why I left. I hoped that I could change my life by becoming a pokemon trainer but now I'm more lost than ever."
Nicholas looked down at the food tray, feeling reminiscent as a more somber expression grew on his face. He put the burger down before clearing his throat and explaining, "My- my parents gave me away when I was very young. To this day, I still don't know why. I still remember them clearly, my dad was always the hard-working man who spent most of his days at work while mom always took care of me at home. I don't recall there ever being any arguments or fights between the two of them so it still puzzles me why they would just give me away like that. I just kind of learned to live with it, my new family was very kind to me, I still talk with them here and there. As I got older, I tried my best to find my family and it was only recently where I found out my dad lives here."
Daniel's face cheered up slightly after hearing the story, feeling comfort in shared pain, "What about your mom?"
"I don't know. I just hope she's doing alright."
"So is that why you're here, to find out why your parents gave you away?"
"Yeah. Anyways, let's change the subject. Are you ready to try out these fucking burgers?!"
"...Yeah!" They both took their burgers and took a large bite out of it without hesitation. Their eyes widened and shined with the intensity of the sun. Their mouths watered so much they were starting to drool on the tray. No further words need to be exchanged by the two, they simply dug into their meals in near silence. They both felt a lot better because of it.
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"Do we really have to stay out here for this? Can't we just eat inside and watch them from there? I could really go for a donut burger." The young man with the blue mohawk, Zack, complained, while sitting outside of the restaurant across the street on a city bench with his two friends.
Jack, the Cinderace trainer with the puffy red hair, answered with a hint of irritation in his voice, "We'll grab some when we're done, Zack, now be patient."
Sack, the young man with the curly green hair, added, "And besides, do you want to be seen? That would blow our cover."
Zack groaned while leaning back on his bench, raising his voice out of annoyance as he further complained, "Yeah I know but is this really worth it?! I'm starving, man!"
Jack scowled at Zack's for his disobedience and retorted, "Fine, if you don't want to be a supportive friend, you can go ahead and get food. Me and Sack can take care of things from here."
"Don't be like that, man. I'm just saying, are we really going to bully a kid cuz you lost to him?"
"What? No! What do you take me for?"
"I don't know, you were all pissy after we left the arena. You were like "I'm gonna kick that kid's fucking ass" or whatever."
"Okay, yeah, I was pissed, but that's not the point!"
Sack leaned in closer to the two of them, curling his eyebrows in concern as he asked, "Wait, so we're not going to beat up the kid?"
Zack's jaw dropped as he frantically turned towards Sack in disbelief, crying out, "Should I be worried about your little brother?!"
"What?! Noooooo! We only play around, there's nothing to worry about."
Jack was grinding his teeth together as he got increasingly frustrated at his friend's pointless ramblings, abruptly shouting loud enough to catch other people's attention, "BOTH OF YOU, SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN!" Both Zack and Sack squirmed back into their seats like squirtles retreating into their shells. "The kid's not the objective. It's that Bisharp of his. That older guy from earlier had a point. We don't know what's going on with these new Modified Pokemon, but whatever it is, it ain't good. Can you imagine what it would do to other people and their pokemon? That Bisharp is trouble and it's up to us to take care of it. If we let that Bisharp go before it's too late, people are going to die. Do you both really want to live with that in your consciousness?"
Sack was brave enough to ask, "Can we at least beat up the kid?"
Jack turned towards Sack, giving him a dead-pan expression before aggressively answering, "Don't make me slap your shit."
Zack chimed in one last time, "Okay, I'm on board, but can we PLEASE get food! We're going to need the energy if we want to pull this off!"
Jack took a deep breath, slowly exhaling before finally answering, "Fine, I'll take a lemon-frosted, chocolate cookie-sprinkled, double cheeseburger with caramelized onions. No drinks." Zack just scratched his head out of confusion before replying:
"C- can you just write it down? I'm not gonna remember that."
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A little over an hour passed since Nicholas and Daniel started eating their food and it was starting to get late. The sky dusked and the burning sun fled from sight into the horizon. Nicholas had called a taxi to take them home. Daniel stared out the window of the taxi, looking up at the stars that were becoming more opaque by the second. Nicholas was on his phone, messaging his wife from what he had told Daniel. After each street light they passed, the boy became increasingly anxious at the thought of returning home. He wasn't ready yet, he wasn't ready for everything to return to normal. He had to find some way to extend his time of freedom. He started to recognize some of the buildings meaning his home wasn't too far away. In a fit of panic, the boy called out to the taxi, "Excuse me, sir, could you drop me off here?"
The taxi slowed down until he was parked alongside the sidewalk, Nicholas asked out of curiosity, "Hm? Why here?"
"My home's just up ahead. I want to walk the rest of the way there if you don't mind."
Nicholas shrugged his shoulders, accepting the boy's logic as he raised his fist towards the child and stated, "Alright then. Take care of yourself, Deebee, hope everything goes alright on your end."
"Thank you… Nick…?" The boy felt uncomfortable referring to someone older than him with a nickname, but the man wouldn't allow the boy to be formal around him. The man despised formalities outside of work. As soon as Daniel closed the car door, he watched it drive off into the distance. After several seconds of silent standing, he let out an exasperated sigh before slowly walking in the direction of his house. He took out Bisharp's pokeball and gazed at his own reflection from the shiny red surface of the sphere. The boy's mind was still occupied with Bisharp and what was going to happen to him. Daniel was unable to conjure up a "master plan" to get him out of this situation, it seemed like he had no choice but to face the inevitable. Regardless, he promised himself that he wasn't going to abandon Bisharp, he'll find a way to make things work.
A thin and partly rusted blue car rolled up next to Daniel while he walked, catching his attention as he watched the windows roll down to reveal the occupants. It was the three guys from earlier, one of them being the Cinderace trainer he unintentionally humiliated. The boy immediately felt intimidated and sped up his walking pace. The car sped up to match his speed as the Cinderace trainer leaned towards the window and explained, "Hey, kid, we're sorry about earlier. We acted irrational. Right, boys?" The other two men started nodding in agreement before letting the cinderace trainer continue, "We just weren't ready for such a crushing defeat. I mean, I'm sure you weren't ready for your Bisharp either, right?"
Daniel cleared his throat before speaking, "Y-yeah…"
"All we're asking for is a rematch. You think you got time for that?"
Daniel frowned at the prospect of a battle, let alone a rematch with these men so he declined, "I- I don't have time. I- I gotta go home, I'm late."
The man with the blue mohawk pitched in as he leaned out the window and extended his hand, "That's fine, kid, you can go home. We just want to fight your Bisharp. If you give him to us, we'll give him back after our "battle"."
Daniel tightened the grip on his partner's pokeball, subconsciously holding it closer to his chest as he shook his head and muttered, "N-no…! I won't give him to you, he's my friend..!"
The Cinderace trainer stopped the car and demanded, "We won't ask a second time, now bring him out!" One of the back doors opened up for the car to reveal the curly green-haired man emerging from the back seat. Daniel's face became pale once he understood the situation and immediately bolted towards his home which was still several hundred meters ahead. Sack followed in pursuit while his other two friends rapidly accelerated the car until they were further ahead and parked the car. Once they parked, both Jack and Zack exited the vehicle and closed in on the boy's position from the opposite direction.
Daniel had to make a split-second decision, either go to the other side of the street and keep on running or try to lose them in the nearby forest. He chose the forest because it was closer. He booked it to the right, he had never felt so much fear and adrenaline go through his body before. It was allowing him to run longer than he normally could, but not for long. He merged into the darkness of the forest, running aimlessly until he was out of breath. He slumped against a tree, trying to hide as much as possible while cupping his mouth to muffle the sound of his heavy breaths.
He could hear the sound of the men approaching in the distance, they shouted, "You don't need to make this hard on yourself. Just bring out your Bisharp and we'll let you go. That's all we ask!" Daniel tried his best to calm his breaths but the adrenaline was starting to fade, revealing to the boy how exhausted his blind sprint left him. "I hear him, he's over there!" Daniel choked up after hearing this and tried his best to run once more. However, he could hear loud footsteps approaching from behind and he felt someone grab his wrist a couple seconds later. Whoever ended up grabbing him yanked the boy back hard enough for Bisharp's pokeball to slip out of Daniel's pocket.
Daniel reached for the ball but he was held back by Zack who had a good grip on the boy. Jack walked past them both, kneeling down to pick up the Pokeball before standing back up. Jack lightened up his tone and expression as he explained to Daniel, "See? That's all we needed. Zack, escort him back, safely."
Sack stepped in as he cried out, "Why can't I do it?! I'm stronger than Zack."
"Because after today, I don't think I can trust you around a kid anymore."
"Oh for the love of- I was kidding about earlier!"
Daniel started shedding tears as he yelled, "No! Give Bisharp back, he's my friend!"
Jack presented the ball to Daniel from a distance as he explained, "Listen, kid, I don't think you seem to get how dangerous this creature is. It needs to be put down before it hurts anyone else. End of story."
"...but-!"
"Zack, take him away. Before that, give me your pokemon real quick." Zack reached into his pocket to pull out three pokeballs before handing them over to Jack. Daniel tried to resist his captor's grip but he was far too weak to break free, forced to helplessly watch as he was dragged away by Zack.
Sack put his hands on his hips before asking, "So, you want to do it here?"
"Nah, it's too claustrophobic. We need to make this quick so we need more room. I think I see an opening up ahead."
After a few minutes of walking, the two men found themselves in a decently sized clearing in the forest, but the trees were still so tall that the leaves obscured the sky. It was a perfect spot. They remained silent to listen to the rustle of the bushes, seeing the light reflect off the eyes of the little forest critters watching the two men. They took a deep breath, mentally preparing themselves for what they were about to do, before taking out every single pokeball they had in their possession and tossing them all out except for Bisharp.
The pokemon in their possession that they released were Charizard (an orange dragon-like lizard sporting twin wings and horns as well as a burning flame at the end of its tail), Pikachu (A yellow chubby rodent with a zig-zag tail), Scyther (A green bipedal insect with blade arms), Tyranitar (A tall green dinosaur with a thick armored shell), Rhyperior (A large brownish-gray pokemon with a rocky physique and a drill horn), Serperior (A long green serpent), Talonflame (A red and gray falcon), Tyrantum (A small brownish-red tyrannosaurus rex), and Cinderace.
Jack snapped his fingers to catch the pokemon's attention and explained, "You all know what the objective is: Show no mercy. We need to take care of this bastard before he has a chance to hurt anyone else. I'm counting on you." Jack then threw out Bisharp's pokeball to release the bladed creature. Materializing from thin air, the Modified creature stood tall before looking around to analyze his surroundings before noticing the wall of Pokemon standing before him.
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"Damn it, kid, you could stand to lose a couple pounds…!" Zack groaned while pulling Daniel with him. The boy was fighting to go in the other direction but the man kept trudging forward. "Seriously, why do I gotta do all the work?!"
Daniel kept muttering to himself, "Let me go! Let me go! I have to save my friend!" Daniel dropped to the floor, forcing Zack to reel over from the sudden weight shift. Zack grinded his teeth together as he dragged Daniel's heavy body through the dirt.
"Oh my Arceus, please stop being annoying, kid, and work with me here!"
"Take this!" Daniel shot his foot forward against the man's groin, pulverizing the man's testicles and causing Zack to collapse to the floor like a stack of cards. Zack cursed as loud as he could:
"FUCK, That was my BALLS, dude!" before breaking out into a coughing fit and clutching onto his groin for comfort. Daniel scrambled onto his feet and began running back in the opposite direction, the amount of running the boy had to do put him at the brink of passing out.
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Bisharp was nimble and evasive, but the frequency of attacks put him on his back foot the entire time and unable to counterattack. Charizard spewed out a massive stream of fire towards Bisharp, forcing him to roll out of the way to dodge. As Bisharp dodged, Talonflame broke through the cover of the trees to charge towards Bisharp at full force. The falcon was coated in a bright energy, bashing into Bisharp head-on before zooming past the bladed creature. Bisharp coughed out as he was knocked onto his side with a noticeable bruise along the impact area.
Cinderace formed a ball of fire from its foot while the Pikachu formed a ball of electricity from its tail. From opposite sides, they hurled their projectiles towards Bisharp who leapt towards one of the nearby trees and hung from the branches like a monkey. The two projectiles exploded, creating a yellow and red explosion that blasted air in every direction. Jack warned his pokemon, "Careful with the flames, guys! We're in a forest, the last thing we want is a forest fire!" The pokemon turned towards Jack and nodded in agreement before continuing their pursuit of the bladed Pokemon.
Before Bisharp could swing into a more desirable position, he felt his hands get constricted to the branch, compelling him to look upwards only to find Serperior wrapping its snakey body around the branch, sandwiching Bisharp's hands in the process. The bladed pokemon attempted to wiggle free but the Serperior slithered around Bisharp's body before squeezing it, constricting all of Bisharp's movement. Talonflame swooped back around for a second round as it encased itself in the same bright energy and charged towards Bisharp at full speed. Talonflame's Brave Bird technique smashed into Bisharp with enough force to launch him backwards and break Serperior's tight grip.
Powerless and unable to maneuver in the air, the Tyrantum took the opportunity to rush forward and catch Bisharp with it's jaw, trapping the bladed pokemon in the Tyrantrum's mouth as the dinosaur proceeded to crunch and bite into Bisharp's body, cracking the metal blades on Bisharp's body and scrunching up the metal plates attached to him. Bisharp thrashed around, punching and kicking the side of the dinosaur's face until it let go. The Rhyperior caught Bisharp, grabbing him by the arms and stabbing into Bisharp's back with his drill horn and breaking the metal plates that surrounded it to poke his skin. The bladed pokemon groaned increasingly as the pain intensified.
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6 years before the announcement
Bisharp was dealt a powerful blow to the stomach which shattered his torso blades and blew him back several meters before he ultimately crashed to his knees. Trevanant watched as Bisharp lifted his head to glare at the tree-shaped Pokemon. Trevenant stared deeply into the eyes of his opponent, oh there was something beautiful within them. Behind those hateful eyes was a very dim fire that had yet to erupt into a blaze. It was as if it was… caged, locked behind a set of chains to keep the fire contained. The tree-shaped pokemon mocked, "Oh, what's this? Despite not fighting back, you seem to be enjoying yourself, am I wrong?"
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No… he can't let himself enjoy this… that would mean breaking the promise he made to Lucy. He fights to survive, nothing else! Bisharp's eyes widened from the growing pain in his back. Once he felt the tip breach his skin, he hurled his body backwards while contorting it to get into a position where he can shove his knee into the Rhyperior's face. The larger Pokemon flinched from the impact and unknowingly let go of the Bisharp in the process. Bisharp pushed off of the large pokemon once he was free, springing onto his feet before bouncing backwards to gain some distance from his opponents.
The bladed Pokemon felt a familiar aching pain in his stomach, that ice cream from earlier wasn't enough to keep him going and thus, his stomach was growling from hunger. Bisharp frantically looked around to get a read on his opponent's positions relative to his. The closest opponent was the Scyther coming in hot with its blade burning bright in color. Bisharp had a split-second to dodge, throwing his entire body into a backwards lean as the Scyther's blades cleaved through the air above him. Tyranitar was the second one to approach, throwing a very wide left hook intended to knock Bisharp to the ground. However, Bisharp hopped in the air, twirling his body until he was upside down and proceeded to back-handspring off of Tyranitar's arm, pushing himself further into the nest of creatures.
Serperior used Leaf Storm to create a violent torrent of sharp leaves that darted towards Bisharp. The bladed pokemon rolled out of the way and used the momentum to push himself towards the Cinderace in front of him and deliver a ferocious punch that sent the Cinderace several feet back with blood splattering out of its nose.
Talonflame was coming in for another round, charging directly towards Bisharp and erupting into flames as it charged forward using flare blitz. The bladed Pokemon planted his feet and held his hands out in front of him. Talonflame rammed into Bisharp who managed to grab a hold but was not powerful enough to halt the falcon's advance and was, instead, being pushed back. Bisharp's feet dragged against the dirt, leaving a drag trail until he was up against a tree. Bisharp winced from the exerted effort to fight back and threw his arms upwards to redirect the Talonflame into the trees.
Bisharp jerked his head back down after feeling the ground shake aggressively due to stomping. Once he looked, he was met face-to-face with Tyrantrum charging towards him head-first. There was no time to dodge, leaving Bisharp to get headbutted by the large dinosaur who smashed the bladed Pokemon into the tree with enough power to knock it over. The impact broke Bisharp's mask off of his face, putting the creature into a temporary shock as he gasped in pain, his breath being cut short by the attack.
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Bisharp threw several punches at Trevanant who weaved away from every attack nonchalantly, noting, "You enjoy this, don't you? I see it in the way you fight. You want to enjoy this, those punches have a passionate energy behind them but you don't follow through. Pathetic!" Trevenant easily redirected Bisharp's punch, leaving him exposed for an open strike which Trevanant seized by backhanding Bisharp's head and destroying his head blade in the process. "Your trainer has made you weak! She is a disgrace!"
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That's not true… she… she didn't want him to end up like Trevenant… right? Bisharp slid against the bark of the tree briefly before quickly regaining his composure and twisting his body until he was on his feet. Tyrantrum continued stomping forward, threatening to bite Bisharp once more. Bisharp jumped to the side to evade the attack. As he maneuvered along the side of the dinosaur, Bisharp stabbed his arm blade into the skin of the Tyrantrum to stop his forward momentum. Blood trickled down from the blade and traced its way down the belly of the beast. Using his new leverage, Bisharp swung his body back and forth in rapid succession to leap onto the back of the creature before raising both of his arms with his blades facing forward. He brought the blades down to puncture the back of the dinosaur's skin before propelling his body forward with the blades still wedged inside of Tyrnatum's skin. Bisharp's blades sliced through the back skin of the Tyrantrum with the ease of a hot knife cutting through butter, leaving two gaping slits tracing down the dinosaur's back.
After sliding off of the screaming Tyrantum's body, Bisharp leapt forward only to be met with an incoming Hyper Beam. Bisharp moved his body as much as he could to get out of the way and avoid a direct impact, doing so with success as he watched the concentrated beam of energy pass by where he just was. Suddenly, something from up above knocked him to the ground, burying him within a foot of dirt. It was the Cinderace who had a mischievous grin on its face. It was enjoying its moment to shine, seizing the opportunity to start repeatedly kicking Bisharp while he was knocked down.
Jack called out, "Yeah! Kick his shit in, Cinderace! Get your revenge on that bastard for what he did to you!" Cinderace kept cheerily chanting to itself with each petty kick against the bladed pokemon's body until Bisharp finally had enough and exploded into action. Bisharp grabbed Cinderace's leg and threw him off the ground with a powerful yank. Cinderace weighed nothing compared to the things Bisharp's been crushed by in the past few years. Bisharp brutally hurled Cinderace's body into the ground, causing the rabbit's face to slap against the pavement and breaking another tooth free in the process. Bisharp prepared to do it again until several bright green vines wrapped themselves around the bladed creature's body to constrict his movement and free Cinderace in the process.
Serperior had extended the tendril-like vines from its body, standing several meters back so it could maintain a good distance from Bisharp. Bisharp started to feel increasingly tired by the second, the vines were draining his energy to the point he nearly lost consciousness until his growling stomach broke him from his trance. With quick acting, Bisharp opened his mouth wide and aggressively bit into the Serperior's tendrils. The serpentine cried out and quickly retracted its vines to avoid any further pain.
Bisharp could barely stand, swaying back and forth as his vision became blurry. He had become so unaware that he didn't hear or notice who was sneaking up from behind. Tyrantrum raised its foot to stomp on Bisharp, crushing the pokemon underneath its heels as his body blades finally shattered underneath the pressure. Bisharp let out a broken cry of pain, he could only resist the pain for so long before ultimately giving out and letting his body collapse to the floor.
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"Pawny, you're not supposed to be a bully! You're a good pokemon, not a mean one. I don't want you to do that ever again. I should've never gotten you into battling! If you love me, promise me you won't hurt other pokemon ever again, okay?" - Lucy
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Bisharp zoned out once his senses dulled and darkness began to overtake his vision, leaving him to simply ponder on why he was even fighting to begin with. What was the point of keeping that silly promise? She's dead, and he will be soon. He endured six very painful years of torture, starvation, mutilation, and abuse… and for what? Everyone else he grew up with died, why couldn't he have just joined them? Why was he the only one spared? He spent every day holding onto the single hope that he would live long enough to kill Trevenant and exact his revenge. Unfortunately, as each day passed, and every ounce of energy started to slip through the cracks of Bisharp's body, he just couldn't see a reason behind it all. Perhaps… Perhaps it's best that he just closes his eyes… and allows himself to be free from this pain…
"BISHARP!" Daniel rushed into the fray, tears flooding out of his eyes as he scrambled to Bisharp's side and pushed against the Tyrantrum's leg. The dinosaur gave its trainers a confused look in response. Jack sighed at the sight before marching towards the boy to drag him off of Tyrantrum. "STOP IT! STOP HURTING BISHARP!"
Jack and Sack both grabbed Daniel by the arms, forcefully pulling him back as the red-haired man told Daniel, "Out of the way, brat, we're almost done here."
"Bisharp!" The boy called out to the pokemon who barely lifted his head to look at Daniel. "I know you don't trust me and I don't know what you've been through, but I promised myself that I wasn't going to abandon you, so please! Please don't die! I'm going to do my best to be your friend, your best friend! So get back up and show these guys what you're made of! Show them how strong you really are!"
Sack slapped Daniel across the face as he barked, "Enough with the sentimental bullshit!"
Bisharp's heart skipped a beat. Inside the crimson-distorted abyss of his heart, a chain holding it all together shattered, and a small flame sparked to life to take its place. For the first time in years, he felt something… a passion, an excitement, a reason to keep living. The answer was right in front of him the whole time!
Bisharp raised his hand before pressing it against the ground, digging his claws into the dirt and scrounging it up within the palm of his hand. The Pokemon pushed against the ground, shouting with all of his might as his torso slowly lifted off of the floor. Tyrantum's jaw sagged once it realized it was being overpowered.
Jack felt his lip tremble for a moment as he cursed under his breath, "What the hell… is he…?!" Their shock was interrupted once they heard Bisharp's giggling from underneath the dinosaur's heel. With a mighty stand, Bisharp managed to push the Tyrantum off of him. The creature stumbled backwards a few steps but didn't lose its footing. The bladed pokemon soon chuckled after dropping his arms, his chuckling evolving into a light laugh as he lifted his head to face his opponents. His red eyes were glowing brighter than ever, Bisharp ceased his laughter to contain it behind a sickly smile.
Scyther flew in as fast as he could, blades-first. However, Bisharp had become exponentially more attentive in that moment and reacted with abnormal speed, spinning to face the incoming creature. Just as Scyther sliced at Bisharp, the bladed Pokemon maneuvered his body to catch the bug's right blade-arm between his left arm and side while slipping his right arm underneath the bug's left arm to redirect the blade away from him. This gave him a clear shot at the bug's throat which he seized, squeezing tightly to make the bug let out a dry gasp, barely taking in air through its closed throat. It happened so fast with an incredible amount of precision and swiftness behind the maneuver that everyone watching had to do a double-take to process what they had just witnessed.
Bisharp let go of the bug's throat but still kept its other arm trapped. The bladed Pokemon moved his body slightly to face the arm, smiling wide before jabbing his arm-blade into the far-back elbow of the creature. The bones snapped upon impact, creating a loud crunching noise as the blade-arm fell limp and the sharp edges of the bones jutted out the creature's thin-skin. Within that same moment, Bisharp seized the creature's blade-arm with his hands before twisting it in the opposite direction and stretching the skin to the point it tore and sprayed blood against his body. Following this, as the Scyther screamed in agony, Bisharp stabbed the Scyther's own arm blade into its skull, burying the blade deep into the Scyther's brain and forcing the contents of the bug's skull to ooze out from the open wound. Scyther's eyes rolled downwards in opposite directions and its jaw hung loosely immediately after this, its own blood trickling onto the creature's lips.
Jack was repulsed by what he just saw, collapsing to his knees in sheer horror at the sight, his eyes twitching from disgust. Daniel felt the same, unable to believe what he had just witnessed and simply froze with fear. Sack turned away to vomit on the floor.
In a fit of rage, the Cinderace formed the biggest fireball it could muster from its foot and shot it forward with all of its might. Bisharp quickly grabbed the Scyther's corpse in response and hurled it towards the incoming fireball, causing it to combust before triggering an explosion that blasted the Scyther's body into pieces, shooting the creature's limbs in every direction while the fire slammed into the nearby trees, lighting them in the process. The shockwave generated by the blast blew Bisharp back several meters before he rolled onto his back.
Charizard dropped itself on top of Bisharp, pinning him down before unleashing a full-force flamethrower at point-blank. The heat caused Bisharp's skin to boil, slowly melting away at the metal parts of his body. In that moment, Bisharp could feel one of his mechanical eyes burst from the heat. The bladed Pokemon uppercutted the Charizard's jaw, lifting its head enough to expose its neck. Bisharp followed up with a quick hook from his other hand, allowing his arm blade to slice through the Charizard's throat and spray more blood onto Bisharp. In the same second the Charizard's flamethrower ceased, the new opening in its throat allowed the flames to burst through the new slit in its throat.
Charizard took a couple steps back, clutching its throat as it coughed out blood. Bisharp got up on his feet, smirking before leaping forward and striking Charizard while driving his fist into the creature's eye socket and pulverizing its eyeball. Pikachu rushed forward with Quick Attack and head-butted Bisharp out of the way. The bladed pokemon stumbled a few steps in the direction he was hit but quickly regained his footing to look at the approaching Pikachu. With a carefully timed attack, Bisharp smacked Pikachu into the ground before raising his foot above the yellow rodent. Bisharp stomped on the Pikachu's head as hard as he could, flattening the creature's skull and forcing the brain to spray out from the top of the rodent's head before the head exploded into a bloody paste.
Serperior sped towards Bisharp in a zig-zag pattern as most serpents do. Further back, Tyranitar prepared another Hyper Beam and fired it towards Bisharp. The bladed performed a backwards long jump to evade the blast, landing against the side of one of the nearby trees before leaping into the burning branches up above. The Pokemon directed their gazes into the burning leaves above, the fire was growing worse by the second and there was a light cloud of smoke at their feet that was slowly starting to rise. The situation was getting far too out of hand for the reckless trainers.
Jack coughed into his elbow due to the smoke burning his lungs before looking up into the trees to see if he could spot Bisharp. Suddenly, there was a red blur descending from the trees that was about to get the drop on Rhyperior. Jack called out, "Rhyperior, above y-!" However, he was too late. Bisharp landed on the back of the creature and wrapped its arms around the neck of the horned pokemon. Bisharp elegantly slid to the front of the Rhyperior while bracing the sides of the Pokemon's face. It was completely shocked by the sudden maneuver and that second of hesitation cost the Rhyperior its life as Bisharp brought his head back and slammed it forward, stabbing his head-blades into the face of the creature.
Bisharp was sure he cracked the front of his own skull in the process of headbutting the Rhyperior, but as a result, there was a deep V-shaped slash going through the Rhyperiors eyes, splitting them in two, and its mouth. The Rhyperior took a couple steps back, crying out loud as it flailed its arms, unsure of what to do with its sight now compromised.
Sack cursed out loud after recovering his senses, "Holy shit, Jack, we need to get out of here, fuck this!" before bolting out of the forest. Daniel was still frozen with fear, lips trembling as he kept on watching. He wanted to run, but that would mean abandoning Bisharp so he remained still in spite of it all. Jack started to run but noticed Daniel was staying still. Jack winced before cursing to himself and running back to grab Daniel by the arm and drag him out of the forest. Jack turned his head around while scolding Daniel:
"The hell are you doing, kid?! You're going to get yourself killed!"
Daniel snapped out of his daze once he realized he was being dragged away and impulsively cried out, "Bisharp, help!"
Bisharp turned his head and locked his eyes on Jack who was dragging Daniel behind him. They were too far away for him to reach and he would leave himself exposed if he chased after them. Without thinking, Bisharp grabbed his arm-blade and began pulling at it. The Pokemon grit its teeth from the excruciating pain as blood spilled out from underneath the blade. The blade slowly began to lift, ripping the screws from out of Bisharp's body as the jagged lines of the screw grinded against his flesh. One by one, the screws popped out of place, giving away the blade's stability. With one powerful cry of pain and determination, Bisharp managed to rip out the arm blade from his own forearm. With the blade now in-hand, Bisharp bent his arm backwards before hurling the blade forward like a boomerang.
The blade spun repeatedly, slicing through the air and rapidly approached the two retreating men. Daniel watched as the blade was coming directly towards him, causing him to wince as he accepted death. Instead, the blade twisted around the boy and cleaved through Jack's head horizontally before stabbing into the back of Sack's head and knocking him over. Daniel opened his eyes before turning around, his eyes widening in terror as the top-half of Jack's head slid down and made a splashing sound upon hitting the floor.
Talonflame erupted into flames before slamming into Bisharp right after he threw the blade. The bladed creature caught on fire once he was hit and skidded several feet across the floor. Once he stopped, he opened his eyes to see one of Scyther's arm blades near him. He reached for it once he felt the ground shaking slightly which signaled Tyrantum's approach. Once Bisharp felt the blade, he grabbed it tightly and turned to face the Tyrantrum that was going in for another ruthless bite. Bisharp sprung onto his feet, and instead of leaping away from the Tyrantrum, he jumped into the mouth of the creature. Tyrantrum was a millisecond too late when he bit down.
The other Pokemon simply watched as the Tyrantum rocked back and forth, losing its balance as it gagged and coughed, leaning over to vomit pools of blood onto the floor before slumping against a tree. Tyrantum slammed its body against the tree in a desperate attempt to end the pain, but it wouldn't stop. The creature's dark skin grew pale very quickly. It took a couple weak steps forward before finally collapsing to the floor, rolling onto its side and closing its eyes. The dinosaur's stomach would form bumps in various places until there was one large bump that kept shrinking and expanding in the same spot. In a few seconds, a familiar blade arm jut out from the Tryantrum's stomach before sawing its way through the rest of the stomach vertically to cut out a larger slit which poured out gallons of blood onto the dirt and tainting all of the surrounding grass. The other Pokemon carefully approached the corpse of their comrade, wondering what the Bisharp was still doing inside of their friend.
The bladed creature was feasting on the insides of the Tyrantrum, using the Scyther's blade-arm to cut apart the Tyrantrums guts into smaller, digestible parts for him to consume. Bisharp was snacking upon the dinosaur meat, eating it as happily as a child eating popcorn. Bisharp had worked up quite the appetite and kept eating as much as he wanted, there was more than enough meat to go around. Bisharp crunched and bit into his food, the juice from the meat would seep out from his mouth and pour into the puddle that was inside of the corpse. With every slice of meat he ate, Bisharp was rejuvenating his strength and energy. He had never consumed Tyrantrum meat before so this was a new delicacy for him.
After a few minutes of uninterrupted eating, Bisharp finally exited the corpse of the Tyrantrum, covered head to toe in its blood. The Pokemon licked its lips to scoop up all of the blood on its face before wiping the rest off with his arm. The remaining Pokemon gathered around, the Rhyperior was being guided by the others while the Charizard had baggy eyes and was holding onto its throat to keep it closed. Despite suffocating in its own blood, it still wanted to put up a fight. Bisharp chuckled at the competition.
Rhyperior dug its claws into the ground, wildly making a boulder from all of the dirt and stone he collected together before launching it towards Bisharp. Bisharp rushed towards the incoming boulder and leapt over it, rolling forward once he hit the ground. He was now in front of all the other Pokemon and began to swing his fists at them. The group of Pokemon closed in towards Bisharp at the same time, realizing fighting one-on-one was a futile effort. Tyranitar swung at Bisharp but the bladed Pokemon ducked underneath the attack and performed a countering sweep-kick against the armored Pokemon's thigh but it merley left a graze. Cinderace jumped in and spun-kick Bisharp into Charizard who focused its internal energy into forming a pair of large claws around its own to slash Bisharp and knock him towards Serperior. The Serpent extended a pair of vines that wrapped themselves around Bisharp, lifting the creature in the air to give Talonflame a free strike which it took. Talonflame sped up in the air and got another powerful ramming strike against Bisharp.
Daniel was starting to suffocate on the smoke now, sitting on the floor and taking small breaths to stay conscious. But he was growing weaker by the second. His lungs and eyes were burning and the sound of the burning forest on top of the combat caused his ears to ring loudly. Regardless, he was going to commit to his promise. If anyone was going to get them out of this situation, it was going to be Bisharp.
Rhyperior backhanded Bisharp after being guided by its comrades, bouncing Bisharp back and forth between his comrades like a pinball. Tyranitar then grabbed Bisharp, lifting him up before charging up its internal energy and focusing it towards his mouth. Once the energy was ready, the armored dinosaur unleashed a powerful and focused beam of energy that blasted into Bisharp's torso. Tyranitar held the Bisharp for as long as he could, allowing the beam to drill into Bisharp as much as it could before finally letting go and letting Bisharp launch into the blood-stained grass in front of them. Just as Bisharp crashed into the ground, Cinderace kicked another fireball towards Bisharps to intensify the explosion generated by the hyper beam. A large cloud of smoke rose up into the air, breaking past the burning trees and expanding outwards once it was exposed to the open air.
The smoke slowly faded to reveal Bisharp on one knee, coughing because of the smoke. All of the metal plating on his back had been destroyed as well as most of his skin, revealing entire systems of muscle fibers and tendons. Metal bits chipped off of his body and fell to the ground in front of him. Despite his grave injuries, Bisharp turned his head and focused his singular red eye on his opponents. His eye still glowed intensely. Bisharp simply giggled to himself the longer he stared at the remaining Pokemon. The creatures took a step back after seeing Bisharp giggle in his current condition. The bladed Pokemon stood up, his flank still exposed to his opponents.
Talonflame swooped down while encasing itself in fire to finish the fight once and for all. At the last second, Bisharp whipped around and backhanded the Talonflame with his arm blade, skewering the falcon and leaving it to hang lifelessly from the side of Bisharp's forearm. Bisharp sprinted towards the lot and noticed Serperior's vines heading straight for him. Bisharp ripped the Talonflame off his arm and chucked it towards the Serperior before he caught the vines with his hands. Bisharp pulled at the vines to slingshot himself forward and soar through the air, positioning himself so his feet would make contact with the Talonflame's corpse. Bisharp's momentum carried his body into the corpse which then slammed into the Serperior, trampling the serpent to the ground.
Cinderace attempted to get the jump on Bisharp but it failed, getting grappled by the bladed Pokemon who sprung towards the dazed Rhyperior with the Cinderace in-hand before shoving the Cinderace's body into Rhyperior's head-horn, impaling the slim rabbit. The Rhyperior was even more confused now as it flailed around due to the blood flooding into his mouth. Tyranitar tried to sneak up on Bisharp, but the bladed Pokemon had already turned its head back to face it, performing a backwards jump past the Tyranitar and landing in front of the weakened Charizard.
The flame lizard attempted to swipe its claws at Bisharp. In response, Bisharp twisted around and smacked Charziard's claw away to leave it wide open. With a clear shot at the open slit on Charizard's neck, Bisharp rammed his fist into the small gap before performing an uppercut. With this, he managed to shove his entire arm into the Charizard's throat, causing his fist to jut out the lizard's open mouth. This caused Charizard's flesh to stretch and tear considerably, nearly beheading the creature with that maneuver alone. However, the bladed creature was fully intent on finishing the job. Bisharp propped himself onto the Charizard's torso before jumping into the air with enough force to remove the creature's head from its body. Blood sprayed upwards like a geyser as it trailed Bisharp's movements. With Bisharp's arm still in the lizard's head, the Charizard's head now acted as a sort of gauntlet for Bisharp.
Bisharp landed on top of Serperior and immediately went for the kill by stabbing his arm blade into the head of the serpent. Bisharp then took the snake's body and rushed over to stunned Rhyperior to climb on top of its back and wrap Serperior's slender corpse around its neck to strangle it. Bisharp yanked both ends in opposite directions to tighten the choke, slowly and methodically collapsing the Rhyperior's throat as it thrashed around, struggling and gasping for air before falling weak on its knees and losing consciousness. Bisharp waited a moment to assess whether the creature was still alive. It was not. With this, that left only one opponent remaining.
Bisharp jumped directly towards the Tyranitar who attempted to swat him aside. However, Bisharp managed to latch onto the creature's arm and perform a rising kick that struck against the dinosaur's jaw, lifting it up and staggering it momentarily. Bisharp ferociously climbed up the creature's body by digging his fingers in between the scales of Tyranitar's body until he was on top of the creature's head. Tyranitar tried to reach Bisharp but its stubby arms were far too short to reach where Bisharp was. With his victory secured, Bisharp placed his hands over the eyes of the armored creature and slid his thumbs into the eye sockets. With a simple flick, its eyeballs made a loud popping sound as they were removed from their pockets and scooped up into Bisharp's hands. Tyranitar screamed from the pain, desperately trying to reach Bisharp. It ultimately gave up and focused its energy into one last hyper beam to knock Bisharp off.
Bisharp smirked, taking both the eyeballs in one hand and cupping them to form a fist. With the Tyranitar's mouth now open and exposed, Bisharp shoved his fist deep into the Pokemon's throat, going shoulder-deep and watched with glee as the dinosaur gagged on Bisharp's arm, vomiting from being gagged. However, Bisharp's arm acted as a plug and thus, the acidic vomit stayed inside of Tyranitar's body. The creature tried to scream but whatever sound it tried to make was muffled by Bisharp's arm being shoulder-deep in its esaphogus. Tyranitar slowly lowered its arms, its eyes rolling back before it fell back after suffocating to death on Bisharp's arm. Tyranitar slamming on the ground caused Bisharp to fall backwards and land on the creature's stomach.
Bisharp breathed heavily, disregarding the smoke burning his lungs. He was covered in his own sweat and the blood of his enemies. With his opposition killed, Bisharp could lower his guard. As he did so, he could feel the adrenaline drain away and allow the pain and soreness to kick into high gear. Bisharp winced once he felt the pain, groaning as he forced himself to sit up and look around the bloodied and burning battlefield. There were dismembered corpses all around him and at the very edge of the area was Daniel who was now laying on the floor, presumably dead from inhaling too much smoke.
It kind of makes sense now, it's ironic, really. That promise Bisharp made to Lucy is what led to this situation in the first place. He looked at the corpses and what he did to them. He did this. He did it with his own two hands. If only Lucy had allowed him to keep fighting back, then none of this would've happened. That poor girl got herself killed. Bisharp could've saved everyone, but instead, Lucy chose to be a pacifist and got herself killed and now Daniel, his new partner who gave him permission to go all out for once, is probably dead as well… His thoughts drifted over to Trevenant while he looked around at the battlefield. So this is what Trevenant saw on that fateful day… and now Bisharp can see it too… standing triumphantly over the corpses exactly like Trevenant, as the dominant life form. That prideful and exhilarating feeling of superiority began to wash over Bisharp once more, it was a nostalgic feeling.
Bisharp rolled his head back, letting out a "heh" as he stared into the darkness of the smoke up above. After a few more seconds, he let out another "heh" which slowly evolved into a chuckle. The chuckle then transitioned into insane and maniacal laughter which Bisharp couldn't contain. Lucy's promise got her killed, now that was the best joke he'd ever heard in his life! He couldn't believe it, the promise he made to the person he loved is the reason he endured all of this suffering! He proved it to himself just now, he could've stopped it all back then! He truly was superior to everyone else! Bisharp continued laughing and laughing to the point he clutched his stomach due to the pain of laughing too much. After a moment of laughing hysterically, Bisharp finally laid against the cold and lifeshell shell of the armored Pokemon before slipping into unconsciousness. Despite losing consciousness, Bisharp's glowing red eye still flickered with light.
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There was a man with glasses staring into a computer screen, providing live-footage of Bisharp's battle through Bisharp's mechanical eyes. Behind the man on the computer, Michael Kayston leaned on the man's chair, eyes raised as he simply praised, "Hm. Consider me impressed. You trained him well, Trev." Michael looked beside him to see a familiar tree-shaped Pokemon with a prideful smirk on its face. Michael stood up right and raised his voice to command his subordinates, "Retrieve the assets and destroy the evidence." Michael turned around and began exiting the room while muttering under his breath, "We will find them."
The room was lined with rows of computers, each displaying footage from the cameras implanted into all of the Modified Pokemon across the nation. There were thousands of personnel in the room monitoring and tracking each of the Modified Pokemon along with the trainers and whoever else was with them. A complete nation-wide breach of privacy with cameras now in every corner of Valles. Team Tech was committed to finding their target by any means necessary…
