With Blazing Intensity
((Author's Note: Ehe... I know this is short, it's just a random one shot type thing.))
Part One
Magma.
Are they responsible for this?
They must be.
My sacred home... destroyed by their flames. I will not let them win. I will show no mercy. I will make sure they die before my hands.
The leader... ooh, the leader. I remember what he said to me.
"Nobody uses Grass types anymore. Nobody cares about them. It is our mission to destroy them."
I will prove him wrong.
I will scratch him with every last claw on my hand.
I will use the power of nature to overcome him.
I will kill him.
And yet, I know I am weak to their sacred flames. I need a plan.
An intense plan. Yes...
My mother. Dead. The weepinbell tribe. Dead. The sacred kings of the grass temple. Dead. Deceased in battle...
I look back at Vileplume. Never made it through the forest.
Magma, I will show you the true power of my army.
My sacred army.
And I will show no mercy. I promise.
Part Two (written a day later)
Bulbasaur.
Died in battle. Such a malevolent creature... that terrible Magmar.
Bulbasaur...
You elusive creature.
I cling to you as tightly as I could, as passionately as I would if you were alive.
If you were alive.
The tears rolling down my cheeks show no expression.
Compared to the thoughts rolling in my head.
I'm weak. King Sceptile of the Grass Temple... I am sorry I let you down.
I have one last request of you... Please listen...
The true power lies within yourself, not your enemies.
Take these words and walk away with them in your hearts.
This battle was rough... I can take it no longer...
Goodbye.