The beast readied to fire upon the ancient door. A moment before it truly willed the attack; a grinding of stone on stone began as the door slid slowly open enough for it to only just sidle through. The room inside was a difficult sight. An ancient chamber, many meters in diameter and as tall as a three story building. It looked almost like a squashed sphere, or even an ancient stone heart? With the tunnels reaching out of the top at various angles, and the mass of modern wiring running all across the floor in what could almost be a terrible attempt at heart surgery. Upon a plinth in the center of the chamber, sat a magnificent black egg. It was at least three times as tall as the beast himself, and the grooves across its top and bottom had the eering sense of fingers.
One step. Closer the beast drew to the egg, the more its eyes felt transfixed, as if it were forgetting the world around. A second step. A sudden force knocked the monster in the back, covered by the grinding sound of the door closing. A third step. A warm liquid ran down the back of its neck from in its hair. For a moment it stopped, running its hand across the back of its head, looking for this annoying liquid that was stealing its attention away from the egg that called so longingly to him. The liquid bubbled a little in the heat of the hand as it was brought around into the monsters sight. Red, metallic, acidic. Blood. The beast turned to see the crimson hair and perpetually evident phallic nasus of Lysandre. The other man was speaking. But the beast could not hear him. It could hear nothing but the beckoning pulses of life from the egg upon the plinth. Midway through the man's speech, the beast turned back again, back to the egg. It was bigger than before. Almost like it was growing for him. Like it wanted him to reach out and touch it. A desire the monster shared.
A bolt of lightning shot past the beast and struck the egg. How dare he! The creature spun on a heel to roar at the man. Only now could it see the three almost fly-looking machines buzzing around his opponent. They were tethered to the man by long plastic cords that no doubt held some circuitry. A cut or burn in the right place would easily disable them. And then he could rip out the man's throat or disintegrate his head, so as to be alone again. "I won't let you hurt it" Were the few words the creature could make out as it attempted to step out of the way of a second burst. "Yvetal will power the machine, and the world-" It didn't care. The creature levelled its arm cannon at the man, but with a couple blasts of light he had flown across the room. Apparently the bolts could throw him clear of any attacks. The beast growled. This would be fun.
Every time it had lined up the shot, the man would move. As powerful as its weapon could be, it could not aim fast enough. The man rocketed around the room, carving into the beautifully carved ancient stone. Such disregard and disrespect infuriated the beast. It couldn't wait to tear into the man. To grab him and break his spine for his sacrilege. Each scorchmark destroyed maybe hundreds of mozaic tiles. No, there's no moziac. It must have been murals he'd not noticed upon entering. Beautiful paintings in the stone themselves, lineart and geometry designed to draw the eye to the plinth in the middle. The beasts train of thought was so rudely interrupted by the slight sting of a fist rocketing into it's cheek. It could feel the poor man's bones shatter at the collision but didn't care. He was getting away as it grabbed the cord of one of the small flying machines. Its fist heated as the beast swung the cord, with the man at the far end, like a ball on a rope. Slamming the pathetic creature into the stonework as the heat melted the metal and liquified the plastic as it just ripped the cord apart. The scalding plastic dripped onto the mans pants in the short amount of time it took him to gather his wits and rocket back out of the confrontation. A pathetic mortal, nothing more than a fly to the beast. Little to worry about, but so sweetly deserving of pure, delicious, punishment. Even the pulses that shuddered through him agreed. Kill the man, he deserves it.
A flash of red light filled the room, darkening it with meat, muscle, and shadow. and obscuring the beasts view of the egg. A new creature filled the room, almost entirely. A gigantic serpentine body that coiled many times upon itself as it slithered through the place. As wide in any given place as the average car, and more heavily armoured than most military tanks. The creatures Cyan colouring was little camouflage in the ever darker room. And its draconic head struck at the beast, giving him only a couple seconds to move out of the way. Its teeth were a sickly yellow and caked with splattered blood. Never before had the beast seen one of this size. But bigger wasn't always better. Due to the fire erupting from the beasts arms and legs, it had no way to hide from the great creature, and it didn't take many strikes for him to be eventually engulfed in the creatures mouth. Snarling, the beast cut itself on one of the giant teeth beside it. And in the silence of the pokemon's throat; bled. The rippling airwaves carried no sound to the beast, but even given that, it knew the beast was screaming as the acid and poisons in the beasts blood ate into the creature.
Surrounded in brilliant red light, and watching as his own feet turn red a moment, the beast grinned as it fell to the floor in the absence of the poor, pathetic serpent. His next attacker was not nearly as impressive. A large crow pokemon, on its first swoop past him it attempted to claw the monster's eyes. But the bolt of light from his human foe, forced the beast to move out of the way just in time. Or perhaps that was the intention. As it swooped in for the second shot, the beast understood. Were he to avoid the birds attack, it could not avoid the bolt, and vice versa. Very well. With its large, fiery clawed maw, the monster snatched the poor bird out of the sky and moved it in line with the shot. If it wasn't a carcass, it would likely be after he smashed it into the ground. If only the red light didn't rob him of another kill. Looking back at the human opponent, the beast revelled in the horror and terror in the poor mans eyes. Before its own were slowly drawn to the magnificent egg. A large black egg, at least 5 times as large as the beast, with grooves on the top and bottom that looked so like the fingers of death, it was amazing.
The third opponent was nothing. Almost literally nothing to the beast. A small weasel-esc creature that had started to run up to him. The beast grinned. And with a single kick, knocked the tiny thing back into a wall, and away in a flash of red light. Back to his true victim, who had foolishly come to within striking distance of the beast. As the beast swung its fist, it was tackled from the right by a huge lion. Its mane looked like lysandres, but the beast didn't care. The pokemon snarled and clawed and bit at him. It tried to break bones without drawing blood. "Let me show you" Ryan grinned as he reached up and grabbed its neck; the fire on his arms dying down. With a single strong, fluid motion, he snapped the pokemons neck and rolled it off him. "Your turn" Ryan's brow furrowed as he ran to Lysandre, grabbing a knife from the man's pocket as he felt much of his own rage subsiding. With one final motion of his enhanced strength, the vagrant sliced through the two remaining cords.
Ryan grabbed the man by the back of the neck and kicked out the back of his knees as he pulled down, throwing the inventor to the floor. He deserves to die. Of course he did. He wanted to kill everyone. No, he wanted to leave some alive. With a snarl, the large man placed the muzzle of the cannon to the other man's head.