I finally did another Episode, lucky you. This one took me a full three attempts to do before I felt that it was good enough, but at least you getta see Squirtle do something usefull for once.

Thanks for all of the reviews I have been getting, I guess I should also praise all of the other twenty or so readers that I know I have but never comment (lazy little buggers, I guess)

But I still want more comments/full reviews. Because I like reading peoples opinions, unless they are horrible (in which case, please direct those towards my rivals.)

Episode Seventy-One: A Deadly Dance

The blast kicked up a lot of debis, a piece of which collided with my shoulder. Unfortunatly, it was the pointy end that hit me. I yanked the shrapnel out and nearly yelled out when the jagged edges made the wound wider.

"Ugh, this is one painfull day."

I was snapped back out of my thoughts by the laughter that came from within the crater. The psychotic chuckles that sent shivers down my spine meant only one thing. Gengar had survived.

"Aw crap," I muttered as I spotted the red eyes glowing from within the smoke, "double crap."

I spotted Blacky, laying on the shattered ground nearby. There was a fair bit of bleeding from shrapnal wounds but he looked fairly okay.

"You cannot kill a ghost!" The Gengar laughed as it stepped over towards the downed Umbreon. Blacky raised his head and smiled, "I beg to differ."

The Gengar looked confused but I knew what Blacky meant. The Gengar might have been see-through but it was like looking through a glass of murky water. However, there was a clear patch in the middle of his torso that I could see the other wall though without any problems. I guessed that it was the ghost Pokémon's version of a nasty looking wound.

I appeared to be right as the Gengar suddenly fell over and was unable to get back up.

"What is happening?" I heard it gasp as the clear patch spread. Soon it was yelling as the realization kicked in. It raised its head and glared at Blacky.

"I'll see you in hell!" It spat before vanishing completely. Blacky glared at the spot where his opponent had lay and replied to thin air, "I'm sure you will." He then managed to stagger to his feet and walk over towards me, completely ignoring his own injuries.

"You okay, Uncle?" He asked, the sinister tone vanished from his voice. I was tempted to make a sarcastic reply along the lines of, 'I broke a rob or two and I think I buggered up one of my arms, what do you think?' but I didn't because I'm nice. And, after the show I had just gotten, I wasn't sure if I wanted to risk upsetting him. So I went with the slightly less sarcastic version and told him, "I've been better."

I tuned into the sounds of cursing coming from further up the alleyway and spotted Squirtle, who'd have thought this, managing to hold Amsondeus off with a contant pounding of water. However Squirt wasn't getting any closer to actually beating the Kabutops/Ditto thingie and it was slowly managing to move fowards, cursing all the while.

Squirtle had to stop his attack to catch his breath and Asmodeus dived fowards, the blades pointed strait at Squirtle's head. I kinda blinked and missed what happened next, but Squirtle wasn't splatted all over the wall so I guess it doesn't really matter. I think that Squirtle probably ducked his head inside his shell to avoid decapitation and managed to crawl through the gap between Asmodeus' legs before legging it.

"Come on Squirt," I muttered as he shot towards us. It hadn't occurred to me that I should get a good a head start as possible so I just stood there as chase began. Even on all fours, Squirtle's tiny limbs couldn't churn out enough speed to stay in front of Asmodeus and was just prolonging the inevitable.

I spotted Squirtle look up towards a rooftop and grin, before anchoring suddenly. Asmodeus was unable to slow down in time and shot over head, getting a blast of water to the back of the, decidedly big, head. He climbed to his feet and spun to face Squirtle with a snarl, when a green blur smashed him to the ground from behind.

"Scyther apolagises for being a little late," the ninja bug said as he stood behind Asmodeus.

"Better late then never!" Squirtle said as he caught his breath.

"I don't care how many of you there are," Asmodeus yelled as he got up for the second time, "I will take you all down!"

"You'll have to get up first," Squirtle said, walking towards me and Blacky.

I dunno where Asmodeus pulled that burst of speed from, but he somehow managed to get up and take several swipes at Squirtle. Fortunatly, Scyther was just as quick and managed to deflect all of the blows using his own arm blades before tackling the would-be-kidnapper to the floor with a blow to the head.

"Kidnapper has good armour," Scyther said, stepped just out of Asmodeus' blade range, "but Scyther has better blades."

"Go on Scyther," Squirtle cheered, "ninj his sorry butt!"

"Scyther hasn't heard that phrase before," the bug Pokémon said, turning to glance in our direction.

Asmodeus saw his chance and crawled fowards slightly, while Scyther wasn't looking, and slashed at his legs. I managed to start yelling out a warning before Scyther had reacted and lept clean over the attack, landing nicely on Asmodeus' back.

"Kidnapper cannot sneak attack Scyther, Scyther always alert."

Asmodeus threw Scyther off of his back, Scyther landing on his feet a few paces away, and got back to his feet before lunging forwards and slashing madly. Scyther blocked every blow and managed to sweep the pseudo-Kabutop's feet from underneath it.

Still Asmodeus got back up and kept coming, again and again Scyther blocked the attacks and landed his own but Asmodeus just kept coming back for more while Scyther was tiring and slowing down. Eventually, Scyther's guard slipped and Asmodeus slashed at his side. Scyther only just managed to get out of the way but was unable to dodge completely and went away with a deep looking slice on his thigh.

"Squirtle," I muttered, "we have to do something."

"But what can we do? You and Blacky are both exausted and I can't hurt that thing with a water attack. We're even more useless that Scyther's blades are against that armour."

"Well then we get rid of the armour," I replied, a plan forming.

Scyther had barely holding out against Asmodeus now, having to keep backing away. He was breathing heavily and had recieved several small cuts when Squirtle's yell caused them both to look at him.

"Eat water, jerkface!"

The waterblast smashed Asmodeus in the chest but didn't knock him down, which he found funny.

"You cannot defeat me with mere water!"

"Who ever said anything about just water?" Blacky called as we both shoved a large chunk of debris into the water jet.

It worked like a giant cannon, firing the rock strait at Asmodeus. His eyes widened as it smashed into him and knocked him to the ground. He managed to stagger to his feet, slightly stunned from the attack but otherwise unharmed.

"Nice try, but even rocks cannot hurt me!" He laughed in his psychotic manner

"Who ever said we wanted to hurt you, we only wanted to even the playing field a little," Squirtle countered, staring at where the rock had impacted.

Asmodeus may not have noticed any pain, but we all spotted the outcome of our attack. The armour plating on his chest had a massive spiderweb of cracks in it, he had lost his invincibility. A second water jet removed most of the weakened shell and revealed the soft, pinkish, flesh underneath.

Now, can any of you Humans tell me what happens if you hit something soft and fleshy with a little fireball? It burns, that's what. Now Asmodeus knew that he had lost his advantage, sudden pain does that. Squirtle hit him with another water blast and I suddenly had another idea.

I used my one good arm to pull off the Nido-horn that I had been carrying for ages without remembering. It was still very sharp and seeing as Scyther was too knackered to attack the Asmodeus properly, I was going to fill in. I lobbed the horn into the attack and watched it shoot, strait and true, towards the my imposter-brother's weak spot.

"Sod off and die!"