Sorry for the delay...
A lot of the unexpected has happened…
If I told you everything that got in the way this time, the list would be longer than the chapter.
so yatta yatta yatta… I've needed to back into the flow of writing.
I refuse to stop writing this story until it is done.
To refresh your memory, please reread chapters 53, 54 + 56.
Or better yet, the whole thing… just say'n…
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The greatest threat to man is his own pride.
"Finally we're free," Derrick practically praised the sun.
"Now I remember why I try to stay on Bisha's good side," Eddie stretched, "his idea for detention is brutal."
"That was nothing," Derrick was about to brag, before he realized that the punishments he was about to suggest was over fifty years old.
"That's true, but I heard rumors that he makes the real bad kids do manual labor."
Derrick continued to follow Eddie without saying a word.
"So, shall I be taking you to Jade's?"
"No, I need to see Ge… Bonny," Derrick said as he looked at Tyrone's hand, "I think that he'll be able to train me to beat Tenma." Derrick tightened the hand into a fist. He was not as used to this body as he needed to be. He had to train it for whatever Tenma would throw in Tyrone's way. He had to learn to become a Shishá himself. Bonny was the only one in the world at the moment who could teach him.
"You're serious," Eddie laughed, "Maybe I can get some tips from him too."
"No, it's something that I have to do on my own," Derrick made a face that showed his conviction. He was going to be the one to kill Tenma Smith, even if it wasn't his own hands that do it.
"Wow," Eddie said as he abandoned his costume.
Without the suit on, Derrick could now recognize Eddie.
"I haven't seen you this serious since John was still alive," Eddie laughed out loud, but Derrick kept walking.
Eddie stopped laughing and turned toward Tyrone.
After a moment of silence, Eddie ran to catch up with him.
"Hey, I'm sorry that I brought it up. I didn't mean to make you upset," Eddie tried to stop Tyrone, but Derrick walked past him.
"Look, I said that I'm sorry," Eddie ran in front of Tyrone again.
Again, Derrick walked around him.
"You know, I'm trying to be nice here," Eddie grabbed Tyrone's shoulder.
Derrick turned to look at him, "Nice? If that insincere smile on your face is your way of being nice, then I liked you better when you lost control."
"Lost control," Eddie backed up, smile vanished, "what do you mean?"
"Back on the farm, I saw you…"
"Jake…"
"Oh, did I hurt your little pet," the Chattot mocked, "so sorry."
"That's it," Eddie glared at the flying bird, "The gloves are coming off."
Eddie could feel the Dragon Gate calling him to use it's ability.
Eddie grasped it, as his own eyes flashed open.
"I am not going to hold back on you."
Behind Eddie, the farmhouse was collapsing. Eddie put both of his hands in front of him as he surged with a mixture of teal and grey energy. The grey energy forged itself into a long pole. Eddie flicked the pole around him as a line was released from it's tip. A blue circle was drawn into the ground around Eddie as he prepared to cast the line.
"Luomirako, rise from the depths of the ocean," he chanted, "and clear the field of impurities."
Water magically arose from the circle like a geyser.
Above Eddie's head materialized a Relicath.
"(Ebisu, what is the meaning of calling me?)"
Eddie didn't answer as he cast the line. The new tower of water now flowed where the line was cast, in turn the Ralicath followed. This was his power. The Chattot had time to dodge out of the way, but Eddie wasn't aiming for him in particular. With a flick of his wrist, the water changed direction. Now half of the water flowed onto the fire while the other half took Luomirako through the turn after the flying Pokémon.
"The same trick wont work twice," the Chattot shrieked as he called the same note from before.
The nearby Mareep called out as they performed another Thunder attack.
"I agree," Eddie was prepared this time.
With a few more casts of his line Eddie moved Luomirako out of the lightning's path and created a separate path for it to follow. Any science major would know that lightning will follow the shortest path to the ground. But Eddie was also enhanced by the power of the Dragon's Gate. Eddie smiled when he saw the look on Ignu's face. Eddie then cast his line directly at Ignu. The bird became frightened and panicked in the other direction. The rush of water soon followed the line's lead. The Relicath was unable to go anywhere other than the flow of water.
Meanwhile inside, Derrick took control when Tyrone was knocked out by the water. He couldn't let Tyrone die here. If Tyrone died then Derrick would be without a body. He slowly got up and slid the roof fragments off his Growlithe back. Jade was safely protected under him. The Tarsa Eggsecute similarly popped from under the debris. From the holes of the house, Derrick witnessed as Eddie vanished from where he was holding the fishing rod and reappeared in front of where the Chattot was headed. Eddie had a crazed look on his face as he punched. None would be able to hear the frightened Chattot as the fist crushed the left eye. Ignu was sent into a spin as the waters finally caught up to him. The bird was rolling on top of the water jets until they all dissipated into thin air. Eddie landed on his feet long before the bird had a chance to hit the ground. Ignu landed with a thud and now laid limp. Luomirako frowned as he disappeared with the waters. His power was never intended to be used for something like this.
Eddie looked at what he had done as he breathed heavily.
He's never felt a rush like that before.
Slowly, ever so slowly…
the realization of what he had done dawned on him.
He fell to his knees before landing on all fours.
Despite that, he got back up after a minute,
it took him a whole half hour to stop crying completely.
Derrick had never seen anything so (in his own words) pathetic.
"Why haven't you told Jade about me yet?"
"I have no reason to do that," Derrick shrugged.
Eddie didn't know what to do about it. His secret was seen by someone, if the other Descendants hear about this then…
"Of course, I doubt that I ever will need to tell anyone," if Derrick was one thing he was an opportunist. If given the chance he'll take it. Yet, he has nothing to gain anymore.
"I don't want you to…"
"How did you do that teleportation," Derrick asked, but for a different reason, "do you have a psychic Pokémon with you?"
"No, it's the result of increasing my speed ten fold," Eddie didn't frown per se. He only did that when he was upset. Instead, he did the next closest thing and kept his mouth shut.
"Why don't you keep that kind of power all the time?"
"Because it's not my own," Eddie's face remained in this state of emotionlessness as he pat the ring hidden in his jacket, "The power would be too much not to use."
"I don't think that I quite understand."
"It's almost like forcing a Metapod to have a Hyperbeam instead of Harden," Eddie grip turned into a tight fist, "it's simply unnatural and I regret using-" Eddie shook his head, "no, I regret letting it use me just for the sake of it being used."
"So you're a Metapod destined to be nothing more than that," Derrick sneered, "I find it pathetic."
"It's dangerous to use a power that I'm not used to."
"No, it's pathetic to think that a bug can handle true power," Derrick smiled to himself, "Great men are born to be great, while insects like you are born to be stepped on."
Eddie snapped his head at Tyrone. He certainly wasn't acting like himself.
Eddie couldn't tell if it was because he was nervous about facing Tenma,
or if this was how a Shisá really acts when their Masters weren't around.
…From what I learned from Loumirako, Shishá instinctually choose who their "masters" are going to be, based off of their birth and potential. Does this mean that Tyrone can sense that I'm not worthy of power?…
Loumirako remained silent, like he was for long periods of time. Eddie knew that Loumirako must have been 'sleeping' at the moment. As such, Eddie could do whatever he wanted without the ancient fish nagging about his immature actions. Eddie decided to answer for the Relicath.
…No, of course not. After all, you're the last of the Ebisu family and you can control my power without any difficulty. You also have two very powerful Pokémon without the help of the Dragon Gate…
Eddie snickered at his impression of Loumirako. It did sound like exactly what he'd say.
"Is something I said funny to you," Derrick stared at Eddie. Eddie was smiling again, now confident in himself more than ever.
"You know I became a RTC champion three years in a row without the Dragon Gate's help," Eddie smugly crossed his arms, "It's not because I was born to be who I am, but because of hard work."
"Hard work," Derrick spat to himself.
Eddie moved quickly. Before Derrick had a chance to notice what Eddie was doing, Tyrone's arm was twisted behind his back.
"Now, I'm warning you Tyrone," Eddie twisted the arm a little more, so that he'd be quiet and listen, "I raised Jake since he was only a Magikarp."
"I can make him purr like a Meowth…," Eddie grinned.
"Why are you telling me th-," Derrick grunted as Eddie twisted the arm again to leaned in closer.
"Don't think that I can't do the same thing with you," Eddie purred, to emphasize his point, "puppy."
"Yes, sir," Tyrone's inner Growlithe stole control from Derrick, whimpering as he spoke, "…let me go."
Eddie let go of the arm, but he took a second look at Tyrone. Tyrone called him 'sir'.
…Guess the only way for Tyrone to show non-masters respect was if they could best him first… Eddie shrugged it off.
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