Yes I am aware of how short chapters are, I intend them that way. It stops me getting bored and allows me to update fairly regually. Besides, its not like this will ever get published so I don't need them to be reasonable lenth
Anyway, Flame has a severe phase of idiocy (not a word, but it gets my point across)
Episode Nineteen: Health vs Pride.
Did I mention how much I hate climbing trees? No? Well I'm sure many of you smarter Humans can figure out way. Climbing is hard enough, without trying not to set your handholds on fire. Luckily I had learnt a way to control my tail flame so it wouldn't ignite things, which is sometimes handy. However, it takes a fair load of concentration which I really needed to spend focusing on handholds and whatnot.
After nearly falling for about the sixteenth time, I managed to reach the branches and could rest. I was hidden from the Nido's view thanks to the foliage but I could peek out at them if I wanted. So I did. Many of them were asleep, and the ones that were not were near the edge of the clearing and dozing off. Which made our job alot easier. Many of them were the pinkish purple males but about ten or so where females. However, right in the center lay two Pokémon of what looked like a cross between a rabbit and a rhino. A Nidorino and a Nidorina. 'Looks like they are the ringleaders.'
The signal went up, a butterfree call that Scout had spent the journey practising, and one of the Nidoran's in the center was engulfed by a brown feathers as Scout divebombed him. The Rattata's proceeded to take out their targets with lightning speed. From my position, it looked simple but from down there it must have seemed like they were appearing out of thin air. I could barely see the unfortunate Nidorans as they were mobbed by the troopers that I essentially led.
The assault ended as quick as it started, the rattata's vanishing back into hiding and Scout taking to the skies once more. They left behind many wounded Nidorans, only ten or so were still standing. Unfortunatly, the Nidorino was completely untouched but his mate had taken a few battle wounds. I slowly stepped foward out of my cover, walking along a thick tree branch. They spotted me almost instantly. (Bright orange scales and a flame. Not exactly easy to miss) I grinned down at them as I picked out the one that had posioned me, he had survived the attack unharmed.
"I am Sergeant Flame, you have seen what my troops are capable of. You can either leave by your own will or we can drag your broken bodies out here, one by one. Your call," I called, staring down at the Nidorino. It laughed, which got my blood boiling.
"You wouldn't be able to take any of us one on one, when you can do that then maybe we will surrender."
Scout landed behind me and looked at me.
"Don't think about it Sarge, they are trying to lure you into a trap," he advised. Unfortunatly, I'm pathetic when it comes to taking advice.
"I never back down from a fight. Not then, not now. Not ever," I told him as I lept off the branch and landed well within the clearing. (Luckily my legs are good shock absorbers or I'd have fallen on my arse. Not exactly a very intimidating move)
"You are a good fighter but you are too headstrong," the Nidorina told me as the ten remaining Nidorans surrounded me. I snickered as I stared down the one that had poisoned me.
"Well I do have my moments, besides I have to give a few of your lackies a little payback. You're next lassy," I said, drawing out the last few words.
"It is ten against one, you cannot win,"
"I'm known for getting out of tight spots. You'd be amazed at the crap I can survive. Anyway, who said I was the only one fighting?" I laughed as Scout's familier battlecry sounded out and he dived down on one of the Nidorans.
"Kill them!" The Nidoran yelled as the Pokémon charged, most of them towards me.
'Well at least these guys are not immune to a good old fasioned fireball.'