Fight for Honor or Flight for Safety?

Weeks or rather months.. Who cares... However, time flew by like a blur of tire rims of a car, the time was set in fast forward of my recovery. I was visited by the same three; Kiri, Miago, and Sylvie (Whom I learned his real name is Ribbows,) and they visited me regularly. I was just too tired to understand what the hell they were telling me; for all I know is that I have damaged in my Corolla Fiber which apparently allowed Pokémon the intelligence to speak fluently. Apparently it should recover withen months, thats why i got a lobotomy...

Well my thoughts still work, so I still have that and that's never going to change. With that motivation; I rolled to my side and sat up, physical therapy wasn't for another hour; but I am restless. Taking it easy, I stood on all fours with surprising ease, maybe the extensive stretches weren't pointless after all? I took a step cautiously and another, no pain or strain on my legs. No pain was a relief after a couple of weeks.

I streached my back as I walked, the pads on the my paws were chilled by the cold ground. I don't feel and cold air until I saw a beautiful Glaceon-nurse blew a blast of cold air around her and a Pidgy using gust to move the styralized towards a filter, which then would attack us with the bone chilling gust. I realized it's supposed to be a ER Recovery and the last last thing I wanted was a stuffy room filled with either drugged out patients or those in pain because they haven't been tended to yet...

I yawned shakily and sniffed, I don't want to be in recovery anymore! My bones ache for something, something to get my blood pumping! Anything that would raise me adrenaline levels to the extreme, something Adventurous!

I noted that no one was paying any attention to me, to my surprise the Glaceon gave me a concern look but was reassured with a flick of a ear. She shot me a look and continued her job, I know that look on any female... We're going to talk about this later.

Please don't...I thought, I went through the tunnel and took notice of the surroundings. A lone ladder stood there, going as high as I can see, which was probably two floors but jeez were they high up... Wait... Are we in a mountain? It was practically a tunnel going up

After touching the ladder, it was a pale oak strapped with rope and grass. Everything but my path I made was nothing but grey color and a darker outer tone, I swear this damage to my brain was nothing like I have ever seen...

I started to climb the ladder, the ladder was surprisingly sturdy despite his frigal looking state, it creaked but held my weight I guess my tiny size helped in my case. I climbed up slowly and quickly, I needed to just to get my adrenaline. Anything. Even if it gets me in trouble with Kiru again.

I felt the ladder start to creak awfully and I leaped onto the dirt, and held on the roots in it. I heaved myself up ajdd started to climb the unorthodoxed way, the complete opposite way climbing naturally. I felt my speed increased as I leaped for stones and other forms of grip. I chuckled as I had a sense of home climbing like this, like the Pokémon I am and I am the wrong species.

I kept climbing until I saw the bottom of the first floor, I lowered my ears and took one look at everyone go about their business, there was various of tunnel entrance and exits. I took notice of the lower evolution Pokémon... This was obviously the rookie tunnel.

The main attraction was a vine leading to sunlight, that was probably the exit out of the guild. I smiled, if it was this easy to sneak around and spy; what did they use for protection? Rocks? Boiling Tar?

"... or fighting..."

Of course! Let's go up one more, the Dojo has to be somewhere off of the mountain I am assuming, for Hyper beams and thunderbolts striking everything and everyone. With that thought in mind, I leaped up to the next floor, my bottom half dangling in open view for a little bit before I leaned back and was climbing on all fours once more.

I pulled myself up, feeling dirt in my paws and fur. I might have to get another sponge bath, I shuddered and almost lost my footing. I regained it again and started to go back up. I clawed up until I felt my speed increase.

I learned Quick Attack!

I felt a light engulf in my paws and legs as I hopped to another rock. I was about to grab onto another until a grey (Now turning blue) grab my foreleg and raise it. I felt myself flip and land flat on my collar bone. Or at least what I thought a collar bone was.

I blinked awake and twisted myself in a defensive, executed poorly, position. I shook my head clear and here was a Hitmonlee, and a Machop standing in front of me. The Hitmonlee was still grey, but he won't be for long.

"Lookie, lookie, Dre." The Machop smiled, "A shiny poking his head where it shouldn't be!"

The assumed Hitmonlee grunted, doesn't speak much I am guessing. Dre was his name presumed name. Granted guessing is my on my side, these guys are probably not to be messed with. They were on the second floor of the guild so they must be a higher level, were they higher than me?

"Heh heh, don't talk much? Okay, my fist don't either!" The macho sped towards me, he lunged and his left forearm started to glow.

"Martial Arts!"

I was hit before I could even think, I was sent flying go the left side of the ground second. I smashed into what could be a cinder block patch. I stumbled out, pain in my neck but not everywhere else. My defense must be through the roof.

"M-my turn..." I spluttered, I was working on pure instincts now.

But then my senses came crashing in.

Do I fight a worthless battle?

Or retreat?