the fight, 'nuth said.
Episode Twenty: First Blood... Ick
I puffed out a large cloud of smoke and completely immerced myself in it, grinning as I listened to the Nidorans get closer and closer. I launched a fireball in a random direction and heard it come in contact with what I hoped was a Nidoran, who cried out in pain as the burning kicked in. There was now a way out of their charge, which I intended to take advantage of.
I dived out of the smoke cloud as the Nidorans burst through it, colliding with each other as they did so. The cloud disperced as the Nidorans managed to drag themselves off of each other, the two at the bottom unconsious and out of the fight. I was left facing just five, while Scout was dealing with his three.
"I can do this all day," I leered at the Nidos as they spread themselves out and advanced again, this time more cautiously. This time they formed a semi circle and charged one after another, so my smokescreen trick wouldn't work again. However, my fireballs still managed to take out the first. Four.
Suddenly, a Rattata emerged out of no where and slammed one of the blue Nidorans strait to the ground, the others were unable to stop their charge and had to keep thundering towards me. I pulled my clawed hand back and curled it into a fist, copying something I had seen another Pokémon do once before.
As the first Nidoran approached I focused on the area of its head, right below the horn and I tensed my arm muscles up. At the last second I slammed my hand foward as hard as possible and the Nidoran came to an arupt halt as its head snapped back. It nearly did a backflip before crumpling to the ground, its head leaking a little bit of red stuff. Some of which was now on my hand. 'Ick.'
The last two Nidorans were distracted by their comrade's screams so I used those few seconds to my advantage, grabbing hold of one's horns and psychicaly lifting it into the air. I spun around a few times before letting the flailing rabbit go, laughing as it landed right ontop of its mate. I had ran out of things to beat up, the Rattata was still tearing its opponent to pieces. Scout, however, still had two left. One of which was the Nidoran that had got me.
So naturally, I ran towards it and tackled the bastard from behind. We rolled around the floor, scratching and biting. I had the weight and size advantage but I had to be carefull that it didn't spear me with that horn, so I held back a little. It took advantage of that and lashed out with its hind legs, sending me flying several feet before crashing into the ground.
"Ow. Little bastard," I managed to gasp out as I got back on my feet, winded and with several cuts and bruises from the brawl. It laughed and slowly advanced, keeping its horn pointed strait at my chest. I let it get closer, a cunning plan forming in my mind.
It pounced and was about to impale its deadly poisoned horn into my ribcage when I reacted. My hand shot out and grabbed hold of its horn and slammed it to the ground, taking its owner with it. I held its head down with one paw as I wrenched my other upwards. With a reasounding snap, the horn came off and the Nidoran blacked out from what I assume was pain and shock.
"Looks like your croneys were a little weaker than you thought. So much for impossible odds," I laughed as I looked up at the Nidorino and held up the horn so he could see.
"Oh can I keep this or would you rather I ram it up your stuck up arse?" I asked, smiling as sweetly as I possibly could. It was a good thing no Humans could see me, or I'd be crushed in what you call friendly hugs. (Friendly my foot, they end up nearly breaking my ribs and I kind of need those) Its even better that no Humans could understand me, I have enough things after my blood as it is.
The Rattata had vanished back into the long grass and the moon had begun to rise. The Nidorino's fur actually turned red from rage. I only had won half the battle, the hard scrap was looking me right in the face. And I'd just pissed it off. Definatly not one of my wisest moves.