Chapter 2

In an instant the typhlosion leaped up the stairs. 'Oh god, what the hell am I gonna do,' I thought to myself. I came to the idea that I probably wasn't going to beat it by hand, so I looked around desperately for something to use. I saw a table, a vase, and a broomstick.

I grabbed the broomstick and took a battle stance only to find the typhlosion had already made it to the top of the stairs. It tackled me onto the floor, ready to impale me. Just as it lunged its jaw towards me, I stuck the broomstick in its mouth. It bit the stick hard, pushing against it and trying to break it. It put up a huge struggle, with its jagged teeth mere inches away from my face.

During the struggle, I looked into its eyes. The typhlosions eyes had this emptiness, like it was void of any feelings. Something definitely wasn't right.

I managed to throw it off to my right side, but it jumped towards me and bit my hip. I groaned in pain as my hip started to bleed.

At that point I knew that this was very real.

I pushed it off again, and got back up, with the broomstick still at hand. My side ached in pain when I got up. I noticed that the typhlosion was lowering its stance, readying itself for another pounce. I wasn't ready for another hit, so I lowered my stance. It made another huge leap towards me, paws forward with claws extended. I slid to the right and dodged the typhlosion's pounce. It landed behind me, and tried to turn around, but it struggled like a dog turning to fast on a slippery floor. It slid until it hit the table, knocking the vase off the table, sending it crashing onto the typhlosion's shoulders. It growled in pain as it tried to get its stance back. I ran behind it into the bathroom to take cover.

I made it to the bathroom and tried to shut the door but the typhlosion was to fast. It burst through the door just before I managed to close. Still growling ferociously, it dove back onto me. It held my hands down with its paws, its claws digging into my skin. I still couldn't believe this was happening, all the time

I spent idolizing this pokemon and now I was staring it right down the throat.

I looked into its mouth to see a red light emerge, it was gonna burn me to a crisp! As a last resort, I kicked it in the gut. The typhlosion grunted for a split second, it was my chance. I slid my legs back, and positioned my feet under its chest. With all my strength, I pushed the typhlosion off me. It flipped sideways, rolling into the shower.. I jumped up as fast as I could.

The typhlosion came to it's feet as soon as it hit the wall. I ran to the shower only to find it was readying for yet another pounce. Before it could attack, I turned the water onto full blast. A ton of smoke erupted off the typhlosion's body, the whole bathroom was engulfed in smoke. The typhlosion let out a growl of pain.

As soon as the smoke cleared enough, I could see that the typhlosion was in a daze. I had to make a split second decision. I couldn't let it just attack me again, but I didn't want to kill it. Before it could get its head back together, I gave it a hard knock on the head with the broomstick. The typhlosion went out cold.

I backed up against the wall and slid down, totally out of breath. I felt terrible for what I did to it, but it had to be done. I just sat there looking at it. Now that there wasn't so much confusion, I could finally think about what was going on.

The first intent was to clear up what happened. I put the broomstick back in place and turned the fan on in the bathroom to help clear up the smoke. While cleaning up I stared at the doors of my sister's and parent's rooms and it suddenly struck me. How in the world did no one hear what was going on. I was being tossed onto the floor, and what about the vase that broke. If anything, that fight should of woken up the neighbors. But this wasn't the time to be worrying about that. I had a bigger problem on my hands.

I went back into the bathroom to stare at the unconscious typhlosion. It was so silent, yet so amazing. A flow of relief and fear came in at the same time to see that it was still breathing.

I spent nearly fifteen minutes just staring at it. Once the typhlosion was still, I was able to admire its beauty. The fur flowed long and straight down its body, but it showed tons of muscular power. Its legs were short, but strong, and had paws as apposed to hands. It's head was pointed out, resembling a wolf or a ferret, with small yet gleaming eyes.

After a while I noticed something weird on its neck. I went in closer to find it had a metal collar around its neck, I looked closer to find little, tiny switches on the collar. I felt along the edges feeling numerous wires and circuits. Whatever that collar was for, it was beyond the advancements of Earth. But with something this advanced, I figured that it would be best not to see what the collar did.

I petted the back of its head and down its neck, its fur seemed surprisingly soft for something fire proof. I looked at its mouth, which was still open. I looked at its gigantic teeth, and saw they had blood at the tips. I suddenly remembered what it had done to me during the fight. I moved my housecoat to find several deep cuts in my hips and wrists, which were suddenly surging with pain. I must of been in such a state of total shock that I didn't feel the pain of the injuries. Now the pain was unbearable. I turned on the lights, and opened one of the nearby drawers and got some bandage wrap. I carefully strapped and wrapped on each bandage onto each injury with much trial and error.

I turned to the typhlosion to tend to it again, but to my surprise I found something in the base of its neck. I moved its fur to notice something weird and scary. There was a small computer chip implanted on the back of its neck, roughly one inch by one inch. What could it of been used for? Was it for tracking the typhlosions movements or to gather data?

I put my fingers on the chip and became even more surprised. As I touched the chip, there was a glowing white light emerging from behind it. And from that point, the chip seemed to just slip out of the typhlosion's neck.

I removed the chip completely and examined it. When I looked closer at the chip, I was disgusted. Emerging from the back of the chip, was a one inch long spike, probably used to hold it in place. It looked painful. Even more painful than what I was going through. But when I looked closely at the spike, the small drops of blood, was the icing on the cake of disgust.

It came to mind that I should check the typhlosion to see if it was bleeding. I looked in the area that I had removed the chip, but something wasn't right. There wasn't any blood, or any missing fur. I was puzzled. I looked all over the back of the typhlosions neck. There was no blood. There wasn't even a scratch.

It was if the chip was never there.