CHAPTER THIRTEEN

~Discovering New Powers~

It was Diesel at the other end of the room.

C'mon, Carlos! he barked. What's the matter? Are you gonna let this kitten take you down?

"Kitten!" she growled menacingly, turning around to meet Diesel. "I am the Guardian of Truth, the-"

Yeah, yeah, Diesel interrupted. Look, Kitty, if you're so tough, then bring it on.

"I AM MEW, AND YOU SHALL ADDRESS ME AS SUCH."

Mew? Please. I've MET Mew.

"You have not," she scoffed.

Look, you wanna battle or not? Because I'm more than prepared to kick your little pink tail all over this temple.

"Fool. What child would dare threaten a Guardian of Sclyina?"

Me? I'm the Fierce Hound, the conqueror of Sauron, the Fanfic-Jumping Dog of Awesome! I'm Prince Diesel! But you can call me Diesel the Sue Killer! Has a nice ring to it, dontcha think?!

Silence swept over the room as the two stared each other down. I tried to find my swords, my bow, my spellbook, SOMETHING to help him with, but there was nothing.

"Bring. It. On." Mew said.

Diesel lunged at her, trying to tackle her, but Mew swiftly dodged out of the way. As Diesel fell to the ground, he quickly turned around in time to see Mew put her hands together, levitating her crystal ball before forming a light blue orb of energy around it.

She fired the orb at Diesel, who was sent flying backwards. The crystal ball remained in her hands, however.

"Diesel!" I cried out.

Diesel got up. No worries, Carlos; I'm part Dark-type. Didn't hurt me one bit.

"You shall soon feel the pain regardless," Mew said.

Diesel leaped up and bit into Mew's leg, dragging her down.

"Let go of me, you mangy mutt!" Mew shouted, trying to kick Diesel off.

Eventually, she succeeded in pushing Diesel off, placing a psychic barrier between the two like she had done over the entrance to this chamber.

Diesel took this opportunity to heal, getting on his hind legs to summon the healing pixie again.

However, as he did this, Mew began to glow white. The ground began to shake, and the crystal ball Mew held levitated again as a silver ball of energy was created in front of her.

The silver ball was launched and hit Diesel hard. He flew across the room, this time hitting the wall.

"DIESEL!" I shouted, getting to my feet at last.

N-no worries Carlos!

Diesel assured, getting back on his feet. That didn't hurt too bad. Just wish I had a chance to-

WHAM! Another light blue orb of energy hit Diesel. I rushed up to him, but ran into another barrier made by Mew.

"Stay out of this, mortal!" Mew screeched. "This is a battle of Pokémon, not weaklings like you."

Diesel got up yet again. Did you... Just call my master... A WEAKLING!?

Diesel rushed up to Mew, pouncing to attack it, but Mew used another light blue orb to blast him back, making him hit the wall again.

I got on my hands and knees. "Mew! Stop this!" I tried to get out. I was crying harder than ever before.

Un... Unforgivable! Diesel barked loudly. He got up once again, looking much weaker than before. I promised I wouldn't do this... But you leave me no choice!

Diesel pounced, biting Mew on the leg again and dragging her down once more.

"Filthy mutt!" Mew shouted again, along with other obscenities that, fortunately, were in Pokémon speak and not in English.

Diesel pinned her down and proceeded to lift his leg.

"Oh, no..." Mew said. "You... you're not going to-"

You bet I am!

"NO! PLEASE! HAVE MERCY!"

Diesel did exactly what you think he did. Mew was now covered in Diesel's... yeah.

Diesel got off of the now-soaked Mew. Now I'm not the ONLY filthy one.

Mew got on her paws and tried to spit the stuff out. "Disgusting! What kind of Pokémon are you?!"

Actually, I'm only half-Pokémon, Diesel replied. It's a long story, but the main thing is that my dad's a Houndoom and my mom is a Fierce Hound.

The psychic barriers broke down and Diesel went back to me, pouncing on my and licking me. Oh, Carlos! he said excitedly. I missed you, I missed you, I missed you!

"I missed you too, Diesel!" I said, petting him.

Diesel turned back to Mew once more. Oh, by the way, Kitten, my pee's highly flammable.

"Disgusting vermin! Vile creature!" Mew cried out to us as we walked out.

"Don't worry, at least you aren't Fire-type!" I told her.