"Ok, gotta get this out of my head…Gotta get this outta my head…"
Alex is walking around the park, alone, looking down on the ground path he's walking on. The image is glued into his head, stuck from every trying to forget. It wasn't his fault; it was someone else's fault. I won't say… he thought. This has scarred him; he can do his best to forget the incident, but nothing will work to completely trash it out from his mind. All he can do now is covering it up. But how?
He finally looks up, seeing that hardly anyone is around. Where is everyone? He thought. He looks around to see if anyone is still there. The sun is setting, and things are hard to see due to the twilight. He sees many silhouettes of trees, and buildings. He also sees silhouettes of something else, 4 to be exact.
He walks over to the black images, seeing what they are. He doesn't approach them; the light brightens up dully, seeing what they are. All four are Pokémon; hard to say what Pokémon they are. He sees that 2 of them are holding a third Pokémon by the arms; the last one is doing nothing. The last one seemed to be a four legged Pokémon, sitting down behind the other three. The one being held seemed to be struggling with the other two. The Pokémon on the right is holding the struggling Pokémon with their paw, the one on the left with their mouth.
Alex can barely hear what they are saying.
"…Last chance."
"No! …finish me off!"
Alex runs up and yells out, "Hey! What the hell are you doing?" As the images got clearer, he sees that all of them are facing him. The one behind the other 3 is still hard to see what Pokémon it is; from left to right, it is a Houndour, Kecleon, and a Meowth.
"Nothing of your matter," the one behind says. I heard that voice before Alex thought but where?
"Forget the Kecleon," he says, "get the boy." The Houndour and the Meowth let go of the Kecleon, dropping it to the grass, and walking towards Alex. Oh crap Alex thought. He put his right hand behind him, letting the aura flow through his arm. The Meowth retracted his claws out while the Houndour started to growl at Alex. Alex took a step back, getting ready for the battle. The Meowth jumped up high, and the Houndour opened up his mouth. Small bullets of fire from the Houndour shot at Alex; he tried to block it with his arm. His long sleeve shirt made the attack less painful to his arm.
He looked up at the Meowth, and shot his charged arm forward. The green aura that was shot was large, similar to Flash Cannon. It launched the Meowth farther up in the air.
I should try to name out these moves… Alex thought. He charged up his left hand with aura, and runs up to the Houndour.
The Pokémon in the shadow gets surprised by who it is. "Isn't that…?" He flinches. Damn it, why did he have to be involved in this? Hm, this is for the good of all of us…
Alex runs up to the Houndour, and tries to high kick him. He lowers his head, and tries to bite Alex's leg; he jumps up and kicks his face, launching him away from the Pokémon. He landed a few feet away from him.
The Houndour then open its mouth, releasing more small fire bullets at Alex. Alex grunts while moving his arm forward, releasing his "Aura Shotgun"; the gases of the aura counterfeit the embers, making a small explosion. Alex tries to charge up his aura again, with one arm. It fully charges, and suddenly gets scratched. "What the hell?" Alex says.
It was the Meowth.
He suddenly forgot about him, after the blast. Alex looked at Meowth, and charged his aura up again with the same arm, forgetting that he already charged it fully with it. The Meowth charged at Alex, scratching at Alex harshly. Some of the blood started to gush out from the scratches. When Meowth scratched once more, Alex took hold of his arm, and elbowed the arm. Meowth retracted his arm, falling down to the ground in pain.
Alex then looked at the Houndour, getting ready to charge. It started to run quick, small patches of fire started to appear. It ran faster, more patches of fire started to appear, some patches fusing together. Eventually, his whole body is up in flames. He jumps forward, spinning clockwise, at Alex.
Alex then charged his arm forward, releasing the Aura Shotgun. Golden aura patches were released at the Houndour, which was about 2 feet from him. The Houndour started to fly away in the air, Alex surprised at what he saw. He looked at the hand he shot his attack. "What the hell?" he said to himself. He charged up other arm, seeing the green aura flow around his arm. He then charged up again second time, this time seeing the golden aura flow around the arm. "This should be better…" he said.
He walks up to the Houndour, that landed back down, seeing that it is whining, being afraid of what was going to happen next.
Alex, about 5 meters away, reached out his arm, letting the aura come out. The Houndour closed his eyes, and then covered it with his paws; but what happened next surprised both Alex and the Houndour.
This was the first time Alex used this move; he didn't know it was completely different from the lower level one. Instead of the Aura Cannon coming from out from the hand as a whole, it came out separately from each of his fingertips, small cannons blasting in 5 different directions. It missed the Houndour.
The Houndour looked around, seeing that it is still alive. He looked at Alex, giving a grin at him. "Don't smile at me," said Alex. "I can still do this." He ran up quickly at the Houndour, kneeing him up midair. He then grabbed him by the neck, throwing him down to the ground. Alex then punched the Houndour in the face, letting go of his neck. The Houndour's eyes were closed. Alex looked at the Meowth, getting up.
"Retreat," the shadowed Pokémon said, "Get Fuegnition." The Meowth then ran towards the Houndour, and picked him up. He then jumped over to the shadowed Pokémon.
"Leave us from our business," the shadowed Pokémon said, "or the consequences will get severe. We won't let you make the flame die out." They leaped out from the park, leaving Alex alone.
Alex was left alone, standing around in one spot. Finally, he said to himself, "What was I doing again? I think I was trying to forget something…whatever it was, it seemed to work." He looked around, to see if anyone else was around. "Hm… seems like the Kecleon left."
He walked out from the park to his house.
Later that night… Around 3 a.m.
A four-legged Pokémon is running across the yards, holding something in her mouth: a cotton handkerchief holding something inside of it, and a few papers. She stops to a certain house. I think I came far enough she thought. She looks at the house in her left, and walks to the front door.
She doesn't knock on the door; she drops the things on the front porch. The handkerchief opens up when she releases it from her mouth; it revealed a small four-legged Pokémon, sort of blonde-furred, sleeping on the handkerchief. Some papers were placed on the bottom of the handkerchief, careful that the papers don't appear.
She kisses the Pokémon, on the head, and says in a low voice, "Goodbye. I'm sorry it had to end this way." She walks off and says, "Hopefully we can meet again in the future." She then runs off with swift speed, making sure she won't get caught.