Well, I'm getting back into the swing of things as this arc finally reaches its conclusion. Next up, ghost town. And I actually know what is going to happen there, so I shouldn't have too much trouble writing the Episodes on time.
Comments as usual, please.
Episode 129: Counterpart Clash
As Fervo dashed closer, he fired seeds at Bellsprout. The plant just let them bounce off of it, seemingly not noticing the red marks the attacks left behind. As Fervo swung out with both claws, Scyther winced.
"Too close," he muttered, which had me wondering what the hell he meant untill I spotted Bellsprout wrap itself around both of Fervo's paws and spitting something strait into his face.
"Ah, fuck!" Fervo yelled as Bellsprout released him, clutching his face before screaming.
"Acid, Bellsprout's hidden weapon," Scyther muttered, "painful."
"You would know," I countered, "come on Fervo. Kick that mute bastard's arse. Or whatever the hell it has."
When Fervo uncovered his face, we could all see the burns on it. The Bellsprout was still standing there, gormless as Fervo clenched his fists and charged again. Unlike the first charge, Fervo halted at the last second so when Bellsprout moved to tangle up his paws then he grabbed a hold of Bellsprout's head and wrenched upwards. He ripped the plant completely out of the ground and hurled it to the side, towards the vertical rock face. Squishy plant against solid rock. You figure out the outcome.
Joanne recalled her, mildly unconscious, Bellsprout just as Fervo collapsed to his knees again. He covered his face again, muffling the screams and curses behind his paws. Just as I moved to go help him, a Pokéball slammed into his back and he was pulled inside by the red light. I spun on Moron as he picked up the ball.
"You bastard," I growled, revealing my claws and teeth. It had the intended effect of scaring the crap out of him.
I was prevented from my goal of beating the hell out of him as Joanne called out her next Pokémon. I froze in mid step as the name was called out.
"Go Pika!"
"Aw shit," I muttered as I slowly turned around to see the Pikachu, finally rid of the bandages, staring right back at me.
"So, you finally decided to come back," she called across the clearing, strangely calm. The calmness scared me more than a blind rage would have done. Right then, I wished that the ground would suck me up. I'd take a crazy Bayleef and a dead Hypno over Pika, any day.
"This is the part where I get beaten to a pulp, right?" I asked, getting a toothy grin from her.
"Oh no. Much worse than that."
"How did I know you were going to say that?" I sighed, looking down at my feet dejectedly. Untill I realised that I had just taken my eyes off of someone who was likely to kill me and looked up again. Pika had vanished into thin air, "crap."
"She's behind you!" Moron yelled, I so wanted to fry him right then but I was too busy getting the hell out of the way as her tackle just missed.
"You're holding back," Pika smirked as she turned back around to face me," anyone else would have gotten a fireball by now, yet you haven't made a move. Why is that?"
"I'm not in the mood?" I replied with a shrug, I honestly didn't know.
"Well, this is going to be a short battle then," she countered and dived forwards again.
This time, I didn't dodge and let her tackle me to the ground. Her nose was nearly touching mine as I was pressed to the ground.
"What's the matter Flame?" She smirked, "afraid of me?"
Now that hit a nerve, despite it being true. My resolve flooded back and I lashed out with both legs, knocking her flying off of me. She landed on her feet as I got back onto my own.
"Better," she smiled, which did little to help my fear, "now maybe I can have a little fun."
"Crap," I muttered quietly, "next time, just allow myself to be beaten up. Less painful in the long run."
"It turns out that I can still hold electric charge," she chuckled, "I just can't charge it on my own. But Frank showed up yesterday, sending his Electabuzz out."
"It tried to belt you," I finished, realising where she was heading.
"Yep, I still have enough charge left for one last bolt."
"Did I mention: crap?"
She started shooting towards me, sparks beginning to fly. I did what any sensible Pokémon would have done and ran for my life. But, unfortunately, a Pikachu on four legs outruns a Charmander on two. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her releasing the thunderbolt after me, but I managed to leap into the air and it passed underneath me. I skidded to a halt and turned back to face her, as she tried to launch a second and got nothing but a few sparks.
"Damnit, out of ammo," she growled as she went back up on two legs, "well, no matter. I've been learning close combat anyway."
"Crap. Crap. And double crap."
So I continued on my mad dash, heading for the nearest save haven I could think of. Strait up a tree. I could here someone, who was not Pika, laughing as I started to climb. I knew it was not Pika because said Pikachu grabbed hold of my tail as I was halfway up the trunk.
"Going somewhere?" She asked as I glanced down, she was holding onto the bark with tiny claws while one paw was wrapped around my tail.
I needed an escape and my brain came up with one. I was reluctant to follow it but I didn't have anything better so I did.
"I surrender," I said, holding up both paws. Her eyes widened when she realised that I had just let go of the tree trunk
I fell backwards, then strait down as I knocked Pika off of the tree with me. There was a small scream, which I presume came from her, as we both hit the floor. Well, she hit the floor. I landed on top of her.
"Ow," I muttered as I climbed off of the knocked out Pikachu, "I landed on my bloody tail."
"Well, that was an unusual way of winning," Moron chuckled as Joanne recalled Pika, "but, knowing you, I shouldn't have expected any different."
"What the hell is that meant to mean?" I asked, paws on hips. This got a few laughs from all, except Scyther due to the ninja's lack of humour.
"Well, at least we managed to come out on the other side of Rock Tunnel," I muttered as I plodded along.
"Saves a day's journey," Tate agreed, as the two of us walked alongside Moron and Joanne. My victory had won the battle, Squirt having beaten both Cray and Roco before I had arrived at the battle. The thought of that reminded me of something I had meant to ask.
"Where's Blacky?" I asked Scyther as he followed along behind us all as rearguard.
"Waiting in Lavender Town," Scyther replied, "when Flame vanished, Scyther had to restrain Blacky from jumping down the hole."
"That doesn't explain why he is in the place where we are going," Tate muttered, getting a chuckle from the ninja.
"Blacky wouldn't stop searching for a way inside those tunnels," he continued, "Blacky wouldn't stop to rest."
"But I was in those tunnels for a few days," I said.
"Exactly. Just as Scout found the tunnel that Scyther and Squirt finally met up with Flame in, Blacky collapsed. Moron and Joanne rushed Blacky to the Center in Lavender, leaving Scyther and Squirt behind to keep looking. Scout was sent between us, delivering messages."
"Which explains why Moron wasn't around when we came out," Tate said, "he was with Blacky."
"Scout was telling Scyther that Moron was returning to the tunnel when the Tangela attacked," Scyther continued, "Joanne stayed behind for an extra hour to get Pika checked over after Frank attacked us."
I took off onto a full sprint as I spotted a Human building up ahead, a massive stone tower.
"What the hell are we waiting for?" I called over my shoulder, "let's get to Lavender so Blacky can get some sleep."
"Hey, wait up!" Tate yelled after me, "I'm not used to running."