Chapter Eight
Kolya didn't know who exactly would rise shining, but Karis insisted on shouting out that particular greeting each morning to the other eons. She delighted in it he suspected. A born morning person. Except today she seemed anxious, not nearly so cheerful as usual.
After two strict weeks of training during the day and teaching himself to swim at night Kolya's body was in the best shape of his short life. His fur had grown into short, spiky fuzz that he assumed would grow out given time. His burns and scabs had faded leaving nothing but shocking white scars. His coat covered these nicely despite the mottled look it took on. The fur was a tad darker than a normal espeon, but the part that looked anything but normal was the dark splotches that spattered it. His muscles had hardened and the little fat he had once possessed had melted away completely leaving a lean, whipcord body. His eyes remained as pale as ever.
As they dragged themselves out of their respective rooms and gathered at the low table Damon peered at each judgmentally. His sharp gaze lingered longest on Kolya.
"I hope everyone is prepped. This will be our first battle in a long while. Reidar afforded us a break of sorts, but now it is time to get serious. Your concentration and effort make the difference between winning and losing." He lowered his voice glancing around with sharp ebony eyes, "Between life and death."
There was a tangible silence as they looked anywhere but at each other.
"Well, who are we battling this time?" Karis asked bravely breaking the silence with a forced cheerful voice. Her purple eyes were filled with worry, but it was something she was determined not to reveal. At least not in her voice.
"The Ryker Team." Damon replied carefully and Kolya noticed there was a distinct lack of recognition among the group. So they were going in blind. "Mostly canine type from what I've heard. That means fire and dark. Good for Karis, bad for Kolya. However, I assume that they have a strategy to combat their fire heavy weakness. Their leader is a Mightyena."
"Sounds like such fun." Jo said carelessly and rolled her large, green eyes in mock fear, "So what's our counter? We obviously have the advantage. None of us are weak against fire. Only Junior is weak against dark. We have a good thing going, right?"
"Nennch." Tynan proclaimed baring his teeth in a savage smile. Damon jerked his head around and snarled at the dark type, "You will do no such thing! Keep this clean Tynan, I'm warning you right now. We don't need any blemishes on our record."
Kolya started at them wondering what in the world they were talking about. From what he had observed the umbreon acted unstable. Whether or not he really was could be debated. To Kolya the key invite still lingered in his mind, tempting, teasing. The water seemed to be still, but he wasn't taken. Not until he knew for sure where exactly Tynan's plans lay.
"Never mind." Karis commented lightly, waving the conversation off, "This is Reidar's first battle. I just wish it were type advantage for him."
"He'll live. The boy doesn't need a wet nurse." Jo shrugged moodily and Kolya nodded stiffly acknowledging, but not liking her phrasing, her point.
He actually was looking forward to a battle. He could test his new skills and evolution. Yet the dull anticipation that the others faced the upcoming battle with was unnerving. Why were they so dreary? They were going out to do what all pokemon did, weren't they? Even pokemon in the wild battled.
"Attention: Report to Shipping. I repeat, report to Shipping." A dull, monotone voice instructed over the P.A. system.
Damon jumped to his feet suddenly a buddle of explosive energy. He stalked out of the room with Karis at his heels. She seemed too quiet, withdrawn. Jo gave a nonchalant yawn and rose gracefully to her feet. Tynan rambled around to Kolya's side favoring the larger psychic type with a wide smile.
Shipping turned out to be a large, busy room. The eons were herded into individual crates that strongly reminded Kolya of his own experience with metal boxes. It took ten men and their pokemon to get him in there even with his collar. In the end Karis' reassurance and Damon's contempt got him to settle down into a watchful crouch.
The stadium was only about a fifteen-minute drive. The bottom of the cage was covered with a rubber pad so Kolya didn't slide around as the truck hit a curve a little too violent.
Offloading wasn't much of a fuss. Two men grabbed each side of his crate and hoisted him down. Then his crate was moved to the designated place. He could barely see the crowds of people wandering in a massive thong through his steel prison. Smells assaulted his nose violently and he fought the urge to sneeze.
Once inside a dark room the handlers faded away only pausing to loosen the doors. Kolya cautiously stepped out feeling the cold ground gingerly. Thin, pathetic beams of morning sunlight filtered through the slits of a door. He assumed that led to the stadium. Behind them was another door. Firmly shut and barred.
"Okay people, listen up." Damon snapped. He was practically vibrating with penned up energy and sparks were flying off his spiky body. Kolya assumed this was as closed to loosing his cold as the electric type ever came. Even in such a state his voice was cool and collected, "Karis, you have the advantage out there. Stick closed to Kolya. This is his first battle. He has no fucking clue what sort of shit he's really landed in."
Kolya opened his mouth to protest angrily that he wasn't an inexperienced pup who needed coddling. Then he stopped having sense enough to realize that the hard edge to their leader's voice threatened pain and brooked no argument.
Damon continued with a flash in his eyes that seemed to say he saw Kolya's brief mutiny and there would be serious payback later. The espeon suppressed a cold shiver.
"Jo, you and Tynan team up this time. Watch each other's back."
"What about you Damon." Karis asked in a hushed voice. Her ear frills were twitching and her nose crinkled up. She had, during Damon's instructions, slid over next to Kolya. Now he could feel her fin tail flipping slightly behind them.
"Yes Damon. That leaves you alone with no one to watch your back." Jo seconded like an eerie echo. For an instant her cold, jaded bitch mask slipped leaving a normal pokemon worried for her friend. She stared at the jolteon anxiously, waiting for his answer.
"I will rely on my speed. I doubt it will matter much anyway. Dogs are pack beasts. They will hopefully attack according to their nature. In a group." Damon replied ignoring their anxiety completely. Not the most encouraging leader, Kolya reflected.
"We could do a trio…" Karis ventured, but her sentence died on her lips as he aimed a glare at her.
"Follow orders."
She meekly bowed her head, but said nothing.
Then the gate started to crank upward flooding the small room with bright sunlight.
Kolya stared out with his mouth clasped in a grim line. This was unlike any stadium he had ever seen. There was no solid concrete with reassuring lines marking boundaries. There were no trainer boxes only a solid ring of soft sand pressed flat. To one side there was a tall cluster of man made rocks and to the other was a good sized pool of crystal clear water. Nothing green or natural blemished the man-made spender.
"Impressive, eh? It's based on the ancient Roman Coliseums. See, the crowd used to sit up there and cheer. Well, they still do, but behind protective barriers. Anyway, they had the power over the poor gladiators. If one didn't fight well enough they booed and the poor human was put to death. Now it's a bit more civilized." Jo's voice struck a wry note when she got to the last sentence. She almost seemed gleefully morbid about relating this to him; "Instead of humans they use worthless pokemon and bet on the outcome. Prime entertainment."
Karis raked her up and down with a glare so unlike the mild little water pokemon. She hissed, "Shut up."
The flareon flashed a mischievous smile full of teeth before moving over next to Tynan. The umbreon was chattering with his ruby eyes locked on the opposing team. His glossy hide stood out against the bone white sand.
Kolya followed his gaze to the other team. They were strutting confident with tails held high. The mightyena stood motionless with only his dark amber eyes looking them over coldly. Flanking him on either side was an arcanine and a houndoom. Both were still as statues awaiting the signal to begin. Off to the side was a small vulpix. The fox was idly staring at the sand in a bored fashion.
It didn't add up for Kolya. Why were they so cocky? But before he could puzzle it out the battle was joined at the sound of a harsh clang.
Karis surged forward making a beeline for the weakest to her element. The arcanine. Kolya leaped after her getting over his moment's shock that she could move so fast.
The lithe little vaporeon slipped easily under the huge firedog's guard. She shot four-inch long ice darts at his chest. Unfortunately, the thick fur that fringed his legs and chest broke the tips rendering the darts useless.
The massive creature twisted around with unnatural grace and brought his savage jaws down on a puff of dust where Karis had been just a moment before. His paw whipped out tripping her by lucky accident. She recovered and sidestepped. Instead of dancing around him she leapt upward and poured a torrent of cold water down on the best. He sizzled and howled in pain, but positioned himself to catch her as she fell. Gravity was taking place and she had no choice but to plummet straight. There was nothing to push off of to change course.
"Reidar, behind you!" She yelped with panicked violet eyes.
He whirled just in time to see the houndoom closing in on him. The dark creature pounced latching her powerful jaws on his shoulder. She sawed through muscle towards his shoulder blade with a grating sound. A burning pain raced through the small psychic's system. Her teeth rendering his flesh were a dull pain in comparison to the dark poison spreading all over his body.
He knew he was in serious trouble, but for some unexplainable reason he was more worried about Karis. The giant firedog could easily break her spine with one snap of his great jaws.
Twisting around he suddenly went limp. Unfortunately it didn't put the creature holding him off balance as he had hoped. Instead she started to violently shake his smaller form like a terrier with a rat. Pain ripped through him, but he used the motion to plant his blunt claws on his two back legs on her face just above the eye. Every time she swung him his claws ripped closer to blinding her.
While he tore with his back legs he tried to get his front paws into the action. He couldn't use his powers because she was immune. It all came down to the tricks he learned as an eevee and his endurance.
He could feel darkness creeping through his system and his vision was blurring, but he clung stubbornly hoping.
Then all at once he was free. Hitting the soft, sun warmed sand he struggled up. Karis stared at him in shock. There was no evidence that she had been chomped for which he was grateful. Behind her lay the soggy ashes that had just been a living, breathing pokemon. Only the bone plates and horns remained.
"Your shoulder." She whispered gently rubbing a paw across it. He flinched. Curious, he turned to look and belatedly realized that his balance was off. Turning in such a fashion wasn't a good idea. He tumbled end over end and she rushed over to him, "You need treatment. I just hope that the darkness doesn't spread through out your system. Oh, Katy will have a field day with you."
Somehow that didn't sound promising.
He tried to get up and she shoved him back down gentle with a blood-spattered paw. He tried again with the same result. As he levered his uninjured side to prop himself up he found she had had enough. The next shove was far from gentle and he sucked air through his teeth.
Her eyes blazed and she snapped in a tone she must have learned from Damon. The kind of tone that undressed and whipped the offender all in one go.
"Stay down you idiot. My God, do you want to kill yourself? The battle is in our favor and your help isn't required. If you recall, we were doing this long before you joined us."
She settled back satisfied at making her point and he fumed. Her eyes darted back and forth following the battle, but he was sure that if he tried to get up again she would smash him down. It wasn't a pleasant feeling. In fact, it pissed him off to be so helpless.
You go then? He hated to speak so simple, however, the pain was fuzzing his mind making it difficult to form thoughts let alone speak in sentences.
"No need. We have this in the bag. Damon just cornered that sneaky little vulpix and the other two are fighting with the mightyena." Karis replied with a bit of Jo creeping into her tone. Kolya thought to himself that she was much difference once in a battle. Her confidence seemed to embrace her completely.
Kolya stared at the side of the wall fighting his body and the darkness. A small flicker of motion caught his eye and he slid around for a better glimpse. He thought Karis had said that the whole team was accounted for. Unless, of course, there was one more that no one knew about? An ace in the hole perhaps? It would explain the Ryker Team's confidence.
Karis…? Kolya whispered. Her violet eyes remained lock on the battle. He wasn't sure if she couldn't hear his weak voice or if after, so successfully flatting him she was ignoring him.
The assassin pokemon slid forward again and Kolya struggled to get up. This brought Karis' attention thundering down on his head, but he managed to crawl out of reach.
"What is with you?" She cried in frustration as he growled at the shadow.
He could hardly stand, let alone fight, but this was important. The fur on his back prickled with foreboding and resisted a shudder. Whatever was slinking around was powerful.
Shadows…
"What?" She turned and the creature struck. With one fluid motion the beast slammed into Kolya knocking him aside and pounced on a surprised Karis. She was stunned for a moment, then started thrashing.
Kolya growled and tried to focus his psychic power. He had gotten much better at it over the last two weeks, but he couldn't grip it with his weak mind.
He was about to bodily throw himself on the beast when a dark flash shot by him with an insane cackle.
"Kiiiiish!" Tynan bellowed sinking his fangs in the beast's hind leg. The yellow monster slashed at him abandoning the unconscious Karis. Tynan endured the clotting and worked his jaw through the hamstring.
The beast tossed a thunderbolt at the umbreon knocking him off. He tumbled before bouncing up like some big coach roach. An eerie blue glow started to surround him and he howled chillingly.
"Tynan, no!" Damon thundered, but it was too late.
Suddenly Jo was next to Kolya. She had dragged Karis over. With a heavy paw he smacked Kolya over the back of the head.
"Get down you stupid pup!" She hissed with true terror dancing in her eyes. She covered Karis with her furry body and buried her face in her paws. Her long tail was wrapped tightly across her hunched body.
Kolya did his best to not collapse on her and did his best to also cover the stray bits of Karis that stuck out. Whatever was happening it had Jo scared silly.
The wind started to howl and whirl violently around Tynan. The umbreon had on a parody of a smile and his ruby eyes no longer had any pupils. His rings glowed strangely and with one final throat torn howl he launched his attack.
The razor bits of energy were like a cloud as they hit flesh there was a sickening ripping sound. Each of the hundreds of tiny air razors tore through the fur, skin, and bone of the unfortunate raiko. He was flayed alive in mere moments. Surprisingly there was little blood and when the wind died back down the monstrous legendary was nothing more than a pile of butchered meat.
"I think I'm going to hurl." Jo whimpered and rolled off, "I hate it when he does that."
Joeyz girl: He'll adjust with time. You just have to remember he's been so isolated for all of his life because no one knew he was deaf. Oh yes, Karis is a sweetie ( look at the rest of them O__O;;). Yup, only I can bea- er pick on my sister ^^ They're like one big screwed up family!
Zero_Chan: You got a glimpse at Karis' hidden side this chappy, a bit scary, ne? Glad you like the treat Lurk, and fear the plushies for they are evil! Mwaha- *hack* I shouldn't do that.
Pheonix Rising: Sorry, but really, I need them for now. You can have them when the story is done. Deal? Sure, I'll give 'em a look tomorrow (don't you just love saturdays?).
Coffee Luv: Mucho interaction.
Paladin Dragoon: Isn't he though?Lol, yeah, I want to hug him and squeeze him and love him forever! Even with such an awful mouth ^^ She is that [boastful], among other things. Out of curosity where are you from? Yes, give her a good whack!
Kolya didn't know who exactly would rise shining, but Karis insisted on shouting out that particular greeting each morning to the other eons. She delighted in it he suspected. A born morning person. Except today she seemed anxious, not nearly so cheerful as usual.
After two strict weeks of training during the day and teaching himself to swim at night Kolya's body was in the best shape of his short life. His fur had grown into short, spiky fuzz that he assumed would grow out given time. His burns and scabs had faded leaving nothing but shocking white scars. His coat covered these nicely despite the mottled look it took on. The fur was a tad darker than a normal espeon, but the part that looked anything but normal was the dark splotches that spattered it. His muscles had hardened and the little fat he had once possessed had melted away completely leaving a lean, whipcord body. His eyes remained as pale as ever.
As they dragged themselves out of their respective rooms and gathered at the low table Damon peered at each judgmentally. His sharp gaze lingered longest on Kolya.
"I hope everyone is prepped. This will be our first battle in a long while. Reidar afforded us a break of sorts, but now it is time to get serious. Your concentration and effort make the difference between winning and losing." He lowered his voice glancing around with sharp ebony eyes, "Between life and death."
There was a tangible silence as they looked anywhere but at each other.
"Well, who are we battling this time?" Karis asked bravely breaking the silence with a forced cheerful voice. Her purple eyes were filled with worry, but it was something she was determined not to reveal. At least not in her voice.
"The Ryker Team." Damon replied carefully and Kolya noticed there was a distinct lack of recognition among the group. So they were going in blind. "Mostly canine type from what I've heard. That means fire and dark. Good for Karis, bad for Kolya. However, I assume that they have a strategy to combat their fire heavy weakness. Their leader is a Mightyena."
"Sounds like such fun." Jo said carelessly and rolled her large, green eyes in mock fear, "So what's our counter? We obviously have the advantage. None of us are weak against fire. Only Junior is weak against dark. We have a good thing going, right?"
"Nennch." Tynan proclaimed baring his teeth in a savage smile. Damon jerked his head around and snarled at the dark type, "You will do no such thing! Keep this clean Tynan, I'm warning you right now. We don't need any blemishes on our record."
Kolya started at them wondering what in the world they were talking about. From what he had observed the umbreon acted unstable. Whether or not he really was could be debated. To Kolya the key invite still lingered in his mind, tempting, teasing. The water seemed to be still, but he wasn't taken. Not until he knew for sure where exactly Tynan's plans lay.
"Never mind." Karis commented lightly, waving the conversation off, "This is Reidar's first battle. I just wish it were type advantage for him."
"He'll live. The boy doesn't need a wet nurse." Jo shrugged moodily and Kolya nodded stiffly acknowledging, but not liking her phrasing, her point.
He actually was looking forward to a battle. He could test his new skills and evolution. Yet the dull anticipation that the others faced the upcoming battle with was unnerving. Why were they so dreary? They were going out to do what all pokemon did, weren't they? Even pokemon in the wild battled.
"Attention: Report to Shipping. I repeat, report to Shipping." A dull, monotone voice instructed over the P.A. system.
Damon jumped to his feet suddenly a buddle of explosive energy. He stalked out of the room with Karis at his heels. She seemed too quiet, withdrawn. Jo gave a nonchalant yawn and rose gracefully to her feet. Tynan rambled around to Kolya's side favoring the larger psychic type with a wide smile.
Shipping turned out to be a large, busy room. The eons were herded into individual crates that strongly reminded Kolya of his own experience with metal boxes. It took ten men and their pokemon to get him in there even with his collar. In the end Karis' reassurance and Damon's contempt got him to settle down into a watchful crouch.
The stadium was only about a fifteen-minute drive. The bottom of the cage was covered with a rubber pad so Kolya didn't slide around as the truck hit a curve a little too violent.
Offloading wasn't much of a fuss. Two men grabbed each side of his crate and hoisted him down. Then his crate was moved to the designated place. He could barely see the crowds of people wandering in a massive thong through his steel prison. Smells assaulted his nose violently and he fought the urge to sneeze.
Once inside a dark room the handlers faded away only pausing to loosen the doors. Kolya cautiously stepped out feeling the cold ground gingerly. Thin, pathetic beams of morning sunlight filtered through the slits of a door. He assumed that led to the stadium. Behind them was another door. Firmly shut and barred.
"Okay people, listen up." Damon snapped. He was practically vibrating with penned up energy and sparks were flying off his spiky body. Kolya assumed this was as closed to loosing his cold as the electric type ever came. Even in such a state his voice was cool and collected, "Karis, you have the advantage out there. Stick closed to Kolya. This is his first battle. He has no fucking clue what sort of shit he's really landed in."
Kolya opened his mouth to protest angrily that he wasn't an inexperienced pup who needed coddling. Then he stopped having sense enough to realize that the hard edge to their leader's voice threatened pain and brooked no argument.
Damon continued with a flash in his eyes that seemed to say he saw Kolya's brief mutiny and there would be serious payback later. The espeon suppressed a cold shiver.
"Jo, you and Tynan team up this time. Watch each other's back."
"What about you Damon." Karis asked in a hushed voice. Her ear frills were twitching and her nose crinkled up. She had, during Damon's instructions, slid over next to Kolya. Now he could feel her fin tail flipping slightly behind them.
"Yes Damon. That leaves you alone with no one to watch your back." Jo seconded like an eerie echo. For an instant her cold, jaded bitch mask slipped leaving a normal pokemon worried for her friend. She stared at the jolteon anxiously, waiting for his answer.
"I will rely on my speed. I doubt it will matter much anyway. Dogs are pack beasts. They will hopefully attack according to their nature. In a group." Damon replied ignoring their anxiety completely. Not the most encouraging leader, Kolya reflected.
"We could do a trio…" Karis ventured, but her sentence died on her lips as he aimed a glare at her.
"Follow orders."
She meekly bowed her head, but said nothing.
Then the gate started to crank upward flooding the small room with bright sunlight.
Kolya stared out with his mouth clasped in a grim line. This was unlike any stadium he had ever seen. There was no solid concrete with reassuring lines marking boundaries. There were no trainer boxes only a solid ring of soft sand pressed flat. To one side there was a tall cluster of man made rocks and to the other was a good sized pool of crystal clear water. Nothing green or natural blemished the man-made spender.
"Impressive, eh? It's based on the ancient Roman Coliseums. See, the crowd used to sit up there and cheer. Well, they still do, but behind protective barriers. Anyway, they had the power over the poor gladiators. If one didn't fight well enough they booed and the poor human was put to death. Now it's a bit more civilized." Jo's voice struck a wry note when she got to the last sentence. She almost seemed gleefully morbid about relating this to him; "Instead of humans they use worthless pokemon and bet on the outcome. Prime entertainment."
Karis raked her up and down with a glare so unlike the mild little water pokemon. She hissed, "Shut up."
The flareon flashed a mischievous smile full of teeth before moving over next to Tynan. The umbreon was chattering with his ruby eyes locked on the opposing team. His glossy hide stood out against the bone white sand.
Kolya followed his gaze to the other team. They were strutting confident with tails held high. The mightyena stood motionless with only his dark amber eyes looking them over coldly. Flanking him on either side was an arcanine and a houndoom. Both were still as statues awaiting the signal to begin. Off to the side was a small vulpix. The fox was idly staring at the sand in a bored fashion.
It didn't add up for Kolya. Why were they so cocky? But before he could puzzle it out the battle was joined at the sound of a harsh clang.
Karis surged forward making a beeline for the weakest to her element. The arcanine. Kolya leaped after her getting over his moment's shock that she could move so fast.
The lithe little vaporeon slipped easily under the huge firedog's guard. She shot four-inch long ice darts at his chest. Unfortunately, the thick fur that fringed his legs and chest broke the tips rendering the darts useless.
The massive creature twisted around with unnatural grace and brought his savage jaws down on a puff of dust where Karis had been just a moment before. His paw whipped out tripping her by lucky accident. She recovered and sidestepped. Instead of dancing around him she leapt upward and poured a torrent of cold water down on the best. He sizzled and howled in pain, but positioned himself to catch her as she fell. Gravity was taking place and she had no choice but to plummet straight. There was nothing to push off of to change course.
"Reidar, behind you!" She yelped with panicked violet eyes.
He whirled just in time to see the houndoom closing in on him. The dark creature pounced latching her powerful jaws on his shoulder. She sawed through muscle towards his shoulder blade with a grating sound. A burning pain raced through the small psychic's system. Her teeth rendering his flesh were a dull pain in comparison to the dark poison spreading all over his body.
He knew he was in serious trouble, but for some unexplainable reason he was more worried about Karis. The giant firedog could easily break her spine with one snap of his great jaws.
Twisting around he suddenly went limp. Unfortunately it didn't put the creature holding him off balance as he had hoped. Instead she started to violently shake his smaller form like a terrier with a rat. Pain ripped through him, but he used the motion to plant his blunt claws on his two back legs on her face just above the eye. Every time she swung him his claws ripped closer to blinding her.
While he tore with his back legs he tried to get his front paws into the action. He couldn't use his powers because she was immune. It all came down to the tricks he learned as an eevee and his endurance.
He could feel darkness creeping through his system and his vision was blurring, but he clung stubbornly hoping.
Then all at once he was free. Hitting the soft, sun warmed sand he struggled up. Karis stared at him in shock. There was no evidence that she had been chomped for which he was grateful. Behind her lay the soggy ashes that had just been a living, breathing pokemon. Only the bone plates and horns remained.
"Your shoulder." She whispered gently rubbing a paw across it. He flinched. Curious, he turned to look and belatedly realized that his balance was off. Turning in such a fashion wasn't a good idea. He tumbled end over end and she rushed over to him, "You need treatment. I just hope that the darkness doesn't spread through out your system. Oh, Katy will have a field day with you."
Somehow that didn't sound promising.
He tried to get up and she shoved him back down gentle with a blood-spattered paw. He tried again with the same result. As he levered his uninjured side to prop himself up he found she had had enough. The next shove was far from gentle and he sucked air through his teeth.
Her eyes blazed and she snapped in a tone she must have learned from Damon. The kind of tone that undressed and whipped the offender all in one go.
"Stay down you idiot. My God, do you want to kill yourself? The battle is in our favor and your help isn't required. If you recall, we were doing this long before you joined us."
She settled back satisfied at making her point and he fumed. Her eyes darted back and forth following the battle, but he was sure that if he tried to get up again she would smash him down. It wasn't a pleasant feeling. In fact, it pissed him off to be so helpless.
You go then? He hated to speak so simple, however, the pain was fuzzing his mind making it difficult to form thoughts let alone speak in sentences.
"No need. We have this in the bag. Damon just cornered that sneaky little vulpix and the other two are fighting with the mightyena." Karis replied with a bit of Jo creeping into her tone. Kolya thought to himself that she was much difference once in a battle. Her confidence seemed to embrace her completely.
Kolya stared at the side of the wall fighting his body and the darkness. A small flicker of motion caught his eye and he slid around for a better glimpse. He thought Karis had said that the whole team was accounted for. Unless, of course, there was one more that no one knew about? An ace in the hole perhaps? It would explain the Ryker Team's confidence.
Karis…? Kolya whispered. Her violet eyes remained lock on the battle. He wasn't sure if she couldn't hear his weak voice or if after, so successfully flatting him she was ignoring him.
The assassin pokemon slid forward again and Kolya struggled to get up. This brought Karis' attention thundering down on his head, but he managed to crawl out of reach.
"What is with you?" She cried in frustration as he growled at the shadow.
He could hardly stand, let alone fight, but this was important. The fur on his back prickled with foreboding and resisted a shudder. Whatever was slinking around was powerful.
Shadows…
"What?" She turned and the creature struck. With one fluid motion the beast slammed into Kolya knocking him aside and pounced on a surprised Karis. She was stunned for a moment, then started thrashing.
Kolya growled and tried to focus his psychic power. He had gotten much better at it over the last two weeks, but he couldn't grip it with his weak mind.
He was about to bodily throw himself on the beast when a dark flash shot by him with an insane cackle.
"Kiiiiish!" Tynan bellowed sinking his fangs in the beast's hind leg. The yellow monster slashed at him abandoning the unconscious Karis. Tynan endured the clotting and worked his jaw through the hamstring.
The beast tossed a thunderbolt at the umbreon knocking him off. He tumbled before bouncing up like some big coach roach. An eerie blue glow started to surround him and he howled chillingly.
"Tynan, no!" Damon thundered, but it was too late.
Suddenly Jo was next to Kolya. She had dragged Karis over. With a heavy paw he smacked Kolya over the back of the head.
"Get down you stupid pup!" She hissed with true terror dancing in her eyes. She covered Karis with her furry body and buried her face in her paws. Her long tail was wrapped tightly across her hunched body.
Kolya did his best to not collapse on her and did his best to also cover the stray bits of Karis that stuck out. Whatever was happening it had Jo scared silly.
The wind started to howl and whirl violently around Tynan. The umbreon had on a parody of a smile and his ruby eyes no longer had any pupils. His rings glowed strangely and with one final throat torn howl he launched his attack.
The razor bits of energy were like a cloud as they hit flesh there was a sickening ripping sound. Each of the hundreds of tiny air razors tore through the fur, skin, and bone of the unfortunate raiko. He was flayed alive in mere moments. Surprisingly there was little blood and when the wind died back down the monstrous legendary was nothing more than a pile of butchered meat.
"I think I'm going to hurl." Jo whimpered and rolled off, "I hate it when he does that."
Joeyz girl: He'll adjust with time. You just have to remember he's been so isolated for all of his life because no one knew he was deaf. Oh yes, Karis is a sweetie ( look at the rest of them O__O;;). Yup, only I can bea- er pick on my sister ^^ They're like one big screwed up family!
Zero_Chan: You got a glimpse at Karis' hidden side this chappy, a bit scary, ne? Glad you like the treat Lurk, and fear the plushies for they are evil! Mwaha- *hack* I shouldn't do that.
Pheonix Rising: Sorry, but really, I need them for now. You can have them when the story is done. Deal? Sure, I'll give 'em a look tomorrow (don't you just love saturdays?).
Coffee Luv: Mucho interaction.
Paladin Dragoon: Isn't he though?Lol, yeah, I want to hug him and squeeze him and love him forever! Even with such an awful mouth ^^ She is that [boastful], among other things. Out of curosity where are you from? Yes, give her a good whack!