Whoo the start of the second plot arc. Go me.
Flame continues his internal conflict, and gets a a little external conflict too.
Episode Fifteen: There is nothing to fear exept scary things.
Anyway, we had managed to sneak back to our room and act like we were calm. I think me being calm scared Moron more than me being enraged. Which gave me a little satisfaction, but not as much as borrowing his internal organs would have done.
A few hours later; we checked out of the Pokémon center, again. (We had visited it way too much for my liking,) I was instructed by a Pokémon nurse to take it easy and Squirtle wasn't allowed to battle full stop. Lucky sod. Our group headed out of the town and into a valley that lead towards the mountain.
Pika was being carried by Perfume, who was busy chatting to Moron. (I'm pretty sure he wasn't paying attention to what she was saying, he seemed to be lost in thought and was staring at the ground) I was trudging along as rearguard while Squirtle was inside his Pokéball. It gave me pleanty of time to think, over what I had lost and what I could very well have gained. I was still a loner at heart, but now I had friends. (although they were ones I tended to hit over the head with rocks, hard)
Well, as the town faded from view, I began to hear a rustling noise in the long grass that ran alongisde the well worn path that we walked upon. Naturaly, I became cautious and slowed my pace a little which caused me to fall further behind the Humans.
The noise became louder and it was definatly something moving in the grass. Moving very fast but I couldn't tell what it was and in what direction it was moving. Those things soon became clear too me when a pink rabbit like thing burst out of the grass and bowled me over.
I climbed to me feet, clutching my sore chest as I turned to look at the rabbit thing. It had skidded to a halt and was crouching down in a submissive position. I snuck a glace at Moron, who had actually managed to spot the comotion, and gasped when a huge wave of pain burst out of my chest. For a few seconds, I could barely breathe before the pain faded into a tingling sensation. I look down at my chest and spotten some green liquid seeped out of a small cut that had appeared there.
'Poison,' I realised. I had been on the resieving end of it a few times before, but weedle poison was no where near as effective as what was now coursing through my body. I looked up at the rabbit which grinned and ran past me, strait back into the undergrowth.
I turned and was about to blast the grass with a wave of fire when the pain returned again, this time worse. It was so bad that I fell to my knees and nearly cried out. My vision began to blur over as the pain faded again. The Pokémon that attacked me had managed to practicaly disable me in one attack. That fact made me feel even worse.
My head swam and I could barely hear Moron's footsteps. I knew they would be heading towards me, but they seemed to be getting quieter as if he was going the other way. It felt as though something was forcibaly detatching me from my body and the last thing I saw before passing out was a vivid purple blur shooting towards me. It wasn't the rabbit thing, but a much brighter hue. But something about it triggered a memory in my subconsious, a memory I didn't have time to completely recall but still had enough time to recognize the colour. Ekans purple. It was a snake, one of my greatest fears. 'Aww crap!'