I shut my eyes, waiting for the painful strike that would end my life and leave me bleeding to death. The strike never came though, which I thought was odd until I heard a loud CLANG followed by a surprised, "What!?" I was afraid to open my eyes and see what laid before me, but I took the risk anyhow.
Opening my eyes, I gazed up into the face of the Scyther who had a very surprised look on his face. I looked up to where his scythe was, mere inches from my face to be exact. But the scythe was in midair, met by a very large needle. I followed the needle to the owner, in which it turned out to be a Beedrill.
"Bee," I said, barely making a whisper out of it.
"Some nerve you have striking an innocent," Bee said angrily. "Try picking on someone more challenging, like me. Poison Sting!" Bee raised his free needle and fired multiple shots of small purple needles into the Scyther's chest. When it came to fighting, Bee had the most pinpoint accuracy of hitting his mark every time.
Bee was most known for his hard needles, being that he practically trained them on every item he could find, toughening them up so that when he fought opponents, they wouldn't break or burn on him.
The Scyther leapt back some, which only caused Bee to use the other needle to add more damage to him. The attack ended abruptly, the Scyther breathing heavily as he sank to his knees.
"Ugh!" he said. "Been poisoned. Nice job on defeating me, but Team Rocket have more pokemon than you can imagine. There is no escape from them. They'll train you until you break or maybe even die." The Scyther then coughed up some blood and used one of his scythes to support himself, but it gave way as he slumped to the ground. His breathing grew rasp and short.
I stared at him, my heart filled with pity as I looked into the eyes of hatred. Yet I somehow found something else there too, but I couldn't tell what it was. Bee buzzed his wings, diverting my attention to him.
"Come now," he said. "Let's get you to a more secluded area so that we can talk without being seen."
"One moment," I said, instantly running off. I rounded a bush and found berries on the other side of it. I picked one off and returned to Bee and the dying Scyther.
"What are you doing?" Bee asked as I popped the berry into the Scyther's mouth.
"Now we can get going," I said as I ran off. Bee followed, but was slightly confused at what I did. We both found a good spot to hide in for the time being. Bee settled down, resting his wings.
"So what's going on?" I instantly asked, my heart pounding a mile a minute. "Where's my family? Has my father been captured? Have they all been captured? What do I do?"
"Cease!" Bee commanded. I immediately fell silent. "Before I answer any of your questions, I like to know what that berry was you popped in the Scyther's mouth."
"You're going to hate me for this," I said. "It was one of those poison cure berries."
If Bee could be angry at anything at any given time, this was it. If it was one thing he didn't like, it was stupidity for having pity.
"You gave him a poison cure berry," he said, his voice rising a slight bit. "What in your right mind made you cure him?" I was silent. "Quil, you really have to stop having pity towards others. Thanks to you, that Scyther will now help the humans capture every single pokemon and destroy the forest."
"I can't help who I am," I said weakly. "I have to care. I just couldn't leave him there to die."
"And someday that will be your downfall," Bee said, sighing in frustration. The sounds of yelling, screeching, and exploding filled the silence between us for a while. Bee looked out through the leaves for a while, watching humans and pokemon scattering everywhere.
"It will be dark soon," he said after some time. "And this bush we're in is bound to be burned along with the rest. So I'm going to have to get you out of this forest before nightfall."
"But what about my family?" I asked.
"I don't know where your family is," Bee replied. "To be honest, I don't recall seeing them at all today. But thankfully you're still safe. Any news on Para and Tai?"
"No news on Tai," I said. "But Para risked her life for me to escape."
"Idiot!" Bee snapped. "You should have stayed by her side and helped her through. You know that she's not strong enough to take down tougher opponents. Where is your head?"
I couldn't answer Bee. I felt scared, but yet a new feeling was building up inside me. My heart felt like it was just sinking in my own self, though I had the urge to say something smart back to him, like I was angry or something. I couldn't be. It just wouldn't be me.
"Well what's done is done," Bee said. "I have to get you out of the forest now."
"You know where the exit is?" I asked.
"Of course," Bee answered. "I have to know the area in case of something dire happening, like this attack. Follow me. I'll make sure you get out safely."
Bee buzzed his wings as he took flight and flew off. I leapt out of the bushes and followed close behind, happy that I was getting out, yet frightened of any encounters along the way.