Well, to put this Episode in a nutshell: All hell breaks loose. And, as usual, Flame is right in the middle of it. But this time, he has a good cause for fighting. Or does he?
Episode Fifty-One: Triple Trouble
I dashed into the City in record time and spotted the problem instantly. A Human wearing a stupid looking blue scarf and even stupider looking bright red hair was holding the female Eevee by the scruff of her neck.
"Look what I caught, an Eevee," he laughed, completely unaware that I was charging him from behind.
He became aware of my presence when I sank my teeth into his leg with a roar.
"Argh! What the hell?" He yelled, dropping the kit in the process.
I released my hold and shot between his legs. I spotted Squirtle, out of the corner of my eye, trying to hold the other kit back.
"Damn Humans!" I yelled, diving fowards and catching the Eevee with both arms. I skidded to a halt and placed her onto the ground.
"Go with Squirtle back to the Pokémon Center," I told her, there was no protesting from her. I turned back to the Human and snarled.
"Aww, looks like the little bastard's carer has arrived. I'll take you first and then I'll have the Eevee," the Human laughed as he took a Pokéball out of his pocket and threw it to the ground.
Several of the locals had heard the commotion and had come out to look, the news that a Trainer was fighting the homocidal Charmander spreading like wildfire. But none of that mattered to me right then, all I cared about was the Pokémon that stood between me and beating the hell out of the Human.
"Spearow, use Fury attack!" The Human yelled at the bird Pokémon. It charged fowards, becoming airborne, and was about to swipe me with beak and talon when I swung my fist foward and knocked it to the side.
"No one calls my kits bastards," I growled, narrowed eyes focused on the Human's throat.
A screech came from behind as the Spearow came back for a second attempt. I ducked under the talons and launched a fireball strait up its rear. The screaming as it ignited made everyone in the area cringe. The Spearow collapsed to the floor, writhering in pain. I looked up from the defeated and spotted a rock flying towards me.
I watched it fly closer, the Human was laughing his head off. His laughing stopped when a green blur shot out of no where and knocked the flying stone out of the air. Scyther stood before me, scythes folded.
"Scyther doesn't like Human's who cheat."
"A Scyther too? Wow, the prat patrol is bigger than I thought," the bastard Human laughed, taking a second Pokéball from a pocket, "Go Machop!"
But, before the Pokéball could open, Scout appeared and clamped his talons over it to stop it activating. The Human actually was beginning to look worried now, but all the locals were cheering. I stepped foward and laughed, "who is the bastard now?"
I heard a muffled noise from behind me and turned round to see the Spearow about to strike Scyther from behind. I opened my mouth to yell a warning, when the bug type stepped to the side and held out one of his scythes. The Spearow's throat slammed into the blunt side of the blade and its head snapped back. This time, it was definatly out for the count.
The Pokéball that Scout had caught, dropped onto the ground before me. A Pokémon around my size formed but its grey skin and huge fists were nothing like my own. It stepped foward, flexing its arm muscles like some self-obsessed weirdo.
In a flash of light, a second Pokémon appeared. It was a similar build to the first, but its vivid yellow fur stood out.
"Come on Electabuzz!" The Machop yelled, "lets take these weaklings down."
I raised one of my eye scales in confusion.
"Weaklings? Tell that to your very injured Spearow friend behind me," I said, "Scyther, you take the yellow thing."
"Scyther will do."
As we stared down our opponents, I hoped that Squirtle had gotten the kits clear. I really didn't want them to see the horrible mess that was going to be made.
"Flame!" Scout yelled from somewhere behind me, "heads up!"
Scout shot overhead and zoomed towards the Human's Pokémon. At the last second, he pushed his wings foward and the gust of wind that resulted pushed up a small dust storm. The Machop covered his eyes, giving me an opening. I dashed fowards and slammed my head into its gut, before pulling upwards and slamming into the underside of its jaw.
As it fell backwards, I turned to see how Scyther was doing. I winced as I saw Scyther slash the Electabuzz in the gut, forcing it to double up in pain, before bringing the flat on his blades down on the back of its head.
"Scyther has taken down Scyther's opponent," he said, looking up at me.
"I can see that," I said, before wincing once more as I felt something tug on my tail.
I looked round to see the Machop holding on and grinning.
"You just don't know when to quit," I growled, before being tugged to the floor. I began to see red, and dug in my claws. It felt as though my tail was being ripped out but I began to pull fowards, the Machop losing grip and being dragged along behind me.
I broke into a sprint, heading strait for a brick wall, while taking the Machop along for the ride. It hadn't ocurred to it that it should let go, something that made my job alot easier. I held my head closer to the ground as I got closer, finally tucking my legs up and rolling into a ball. The Machop, still holding onto my tail, was flipped over head and collided with the solid barrier with a cruch. Now, that made it let go and I ws sure that it was down for the count. Next up, its Human master.