Eternals 2 Warborn

by NamelessMindTheImmaterium

The world of pokemon was a place of many duels, sports competitions, but in this world there was a dark force that had been sharpening its fangs forever, but now the true breaking of everything is coming, when the Eternals will come to the world of pokemon, who will be the Eternals themselves, the salvation or the vengeful destruction of everything.

9. Tournament of the Damned

A new day came, the hour finally struck noon, a few minutes after noon, the big blue arena was again full of fans, observers, gamblers who from now on only bet on one dark horse, and many coaches who either dropped out or their fights were still to come , because apart from today's three fights that Warborn will certainly take part in, there were many more fights, in any case, the judges on the big screens started another tournament and many of the observers looked at the sky, it was from there that the Eternals landed over the open blue roof, and his name was Warborn, a crazy man dressed in in a black sweatshirt and sweatpants, and his sharp look, his brown eyes were shining with yet another desire to fight and compete with his opponents, with himself, Warborn landed in the arena waiting for the first opponent, straightening his gray hair when a girl in a black dress with slightly with trembling lavender eyes, Warborn looked at her, clenching his hands.

Astrid was the first to fight in the arena with Warborn today, when she saw the mad man ready to fight again even her golden curly hair trembled a little, except of course Absol accompanying her who was always confident and faithful stood by his trainer, his ruby eyes showing confidence and strength to fight, which of course did not surprise Warborn, who was closely watching the white Pokemon with a long navy blue horn.

- why did I have to be the first, maybe as the second one I would have had a better chance, what am I saying? Leon couldn't help him with Gigantamax, right?. Astrid asked, watching as her Absol purred to her, showing her strength and confidence as she gripped her front and back talons tightly against the dirt and sand.

- yes, I know, we'll give him advice, it would be stupid if we didn't try, but you'll stay for the end, I'll save the best for the grand finale. She said Astrid and her Absol nodded and stood close to her playing Astrid threw the pokeball, seducing little Meowstic, a small blue feline Pokemon with golden eyes that lit up its claws and eyes with psychic power, Warborn put his hands behind himself and waited for the first blow.

- Meowstic mega punch. Astrid shouted and her Pokemon rushed into the fight, striking squinting corners with its claws, the luminous claws, as well as the golden eyes, shone with power, leaving behind only streaks of light, Warborn, using super speed, changed positions every now and then, avoiding every blow of the little cat, which of course started irritating the little cat more and more, which began to tear at the space more and more, and when she jumped high and her talons were getting closer to the target, Warborn scratched his ear and dodged, looking with great reflexes at how the little blue she-cat was tearing at the space, then next to him, Warborn had time to reach for her and scratch her behind the ear which made Meowstic hit the ground, fall into the sand and start purring and when she stopped she suddenly looked angrily at her opponent who seemed to be mocking her.

Meowstic no longer listened to her master's orders, instead, being very angry, she began to strike again, her little paws racing along the ground and the belt, Warborn again quickly dodging, dodging each blow, until the next scratch only hit the sand, Warborn again stood behind her and grabbed shooting her from the cannon with a trapping field, after which Meowstiuc fell to the ground and was unable to move, seeing that Meowstic was stuck Astrid knew that she currently had only one chance to win.

- Meowstic, mental blow!. Astrid shouted and the stuck Meowstic did what her trainer told her, the cat's golden eyes began to shine and contact with the human consciousness occurred, the crazy man using his own power of telepathy treated the little cat with his consciousness and the image of a terrible world, wars, greed.

After all, Meowstic squealed from the great pain that Warborn caused her, after all, in the light of the glow, she returned defeated to the pokeball, Astrid looked in shock at her opponent who didn't say anything, only watched her next move carefully, Astrid took a deep breath and looked at the two pokebals in this owned by Meowstic.

- what did you do to her?. Astrid asked.

- it's simple, my world is a living horror, so I showed it to her, come on, finally give me a challenge. Warborn said, frowning under his gray hair.

- you say and you have, Pyroar, blows with your claws!. Astrid shouted, releasing a fiery black and yellow lion with a large red mane.

The Pyroar roared loudly and his enemy only smiled wildly, creating golden gauntlets of power used to crush rocks and bones. The Pyroar, following his trainer's orders, roared like crazy, launched himself in a wild charge, striking with his large claws, and when the first strike occurred, his opponent swung to the right and then to the left, the powerful power of the gloves deflected both of the enemy's blows, they reveal their guard and catch two large claws.

The Pyroar roared in the first shock of his life, but that was the beginning, as Warborn, making a quick turn, hit the surprised enemy right in the face with a powerful left hook, knocking out one of his teeth, and the power of the golden gauntlet was so great that it drove the sheer force of the great fiery lion into the face. wall surrounding the blue arena, great surprise and more cheering could be heard among the audience.

The Pyroar detached himself from the wall and looked in shock at the standing enemy who was waiting for him with golden gloves ready as if he were prey, then they enraged the large lion which started to growl even more.

- fireball, fire breath, explosion!. Astrid shouted, and Pyroar, charging at the enemy, began to release ten fireballs from his mouth, but they were reflected into the void at the very beginning and shattered into pieces, because Warborn, with a big smile like a carbine, struck with fast straight lines, breaking the fire's power into small pieces, Pyrtoar, despite another defeat, he did not stop charging and instead jumped high, releasing his powerful fiery breath that flooded the entire opponent until suddenly a living bullet was fired which hit the stomach of the fire-refracting right glove and the fast right straight, the Pyroar squealed in pain and fell on his back, creating a large and deep impact crater, Warborn continued towards the target, diving like a comet, Pyroar had only a moment to react and he did it when his opponent was two meters away from him, Pyroar fired a huge explosion power, concreting hundreds of amounts of fire, but it was all suddenly blown away. when Warborn broke it and struck the fire lion with all his might with two clenched fists.

- Pyroar!. Astrid shouted, they can only do this now, and her lavender eyes widened even more when Warborn came out of the crater and threw the defeated fire lion at her feet, then led him along the ground with a long golden sword and leveled the sand, waiting for the last opponent.

Absol probably looked at his trainer who was now afraid not of losing but more of him, Astrid knelt down next to Absol and hugged him tightly, which of course didn't go unnoticed by Warborn, who widened his eyes because it was something that surprised him again, this world often surprised him, again today.

- be careful and don't get hurt. She said Astrid, but when her Absol started to fight, Astrid pulled his left paw again.

- but you don't have to do it if you don't want to. She said Astrid but her Absol roared seriously, directing his anger at Warborn, Absol was the last to enter and the three judges from the blue box watched with everyone else with great tension and even fascination, watching the final duel that had begun between the Pokemon and the man with untold powers that now wielded in his right hand a long golden sword of cosmic power.

Absol, led by Astrid, rushed into battle, starting by releasing a powerful breath of fire, and Warborn, calmly turning to the right, raised his golden sword, cutting the fiery wave in half, revealing the smile of a madman who was waiting for a real battle, Absol roared at the top of his lungs, rushing into battle, striking first with a series of from the claws, the blade shining with the power of the dark claws struck several times but his enemy was rushing around him, deflecting each of his blows, Warborn, making quick turns and rushing with increasing speed, began not only to defend, but above all to counter each blow of the white four-legged Pokemon, to a certain extent At that moment, Absol's ruby eyes sparkled as a golden sword appeared in front of him, rushing at great speed, and the reflection of madness in the mad man's shining brown eyes, Absol roared and struck around with his great horn, creating a Mega Horn, and his blow caused the golden sword to be deflected to the right and Warborn, standing with his left side, aimed with his left hand and fired a small but powerful projectile that tore apart the luminous force and the ground, sending the surprised Absol flying with the detonating power of the explosion.

-Absol!. Astrid screamed and her Absol rose to his feet, growling and yelping with the first great pain.

- people of darkness, quickly!. Astrid shouted.

Absol, making a quick turn, released two breaths, one after the other, first there was a blow of ice, a ray of ice froze the ground and split in half when it hit the golden sword, and after everything, making another turn, Absol released a powerful dark breath of black circles from his mouth, and Warborn, walking calmly, shattered the circles. of the dark power moving smoothly and unimpeded across the icy ground, then Warborn shot out with a wild charge, missing the great claws and swinging around, striking you with his blade which made Absol fall to the ground again, screaming in great pain, but it didn't break his will. standing on his right side, Warborn still calls him to continue fighting.

- go ahead, show me what you can do because it's not enough, come on!. Warborn shouted, Absol did what the mad man wanted him to do.

Absol began to strike with his shining horn with great power, his opponent, making quick turns on the right and left heel, deflected his barrage of blows like a professional swordsman gaining greater and greater speed, Absol fought, struck often with full rotation, striking both with his horn and with his whole body, but again the only effect was a reflection from the golden sword and Warborn, seeing another gap in the enemy's cover, jumped high and thrust his golden sword, stopping him under the navy blue horn, Absol's ruby eyes suddenly trembled as the second sword shot out from his left hand and crossed just behind the head of the surprised Pokemon , Warborn calmly picked it up and hit the pokemon in the head with his own head, sending it flying high, turning around Warborn threw a powerful golden bolt from two hands that detonated everything above Astrid's head, who could only watch as the defeated and unconscious Absol hit the ground and rolled to hers. Stop.

The judges who saw this announced Warborn's victory again, Astrid, kneeling next to Absol, gritted her teeth of anger at herself and Warborn, when she looked up she saw Warborn standing over her with eyes wide with surprise, Warborn silently placed his hand on Absol, curing him of dangerous wounds, Absol suddenly woke up and looked despite the bruises and pain at Warborn and then at Astrid who hugged him tightly.

- I thank you. She said Astrid and Warborn took a step back.

- did I do something wrong?.

- no, but don't scare me with gratitude, it scares me a bit, now get lost!. Warorn shouted, but Astrid, undeterred, smiled back at him and left the arena, leaving the surprised man behind.

As Astrid left the arena tunnel with a limping but healthy Absol, Astrid looked at the tall girl in a long black outfit and long cloak, with equally long golden hair looking at Cynthia and her blue and red dragon pokemon.

- he is not as scary as he makes himself out to be, but don't let him defeat you. She said Astrid to Cynthia, who at first wanted to take part only in the mega tournament, but just like Alain, she changed her mind, with the difference that he also took part in the fighting tournament and she in the general tournament, and with one of her Pokemon, just like Leon.

Cynthia entered the arena and her gray eyes focused on her opponent, who now seeing in front of her a large dragon Pokemon with two horns and a flat head with blades connected to its paws and wings ignited the powers of its eyes, waving at the enemy ready to fight, Garchomp growled, lowering his head in readiness to fight against the countless enemy who was now waiting for him.

- Garchomp copy, now and Blast attack, fire breath and giga impact!. Cynthia shouted and her pokemon, an ancient dragon, first soared into the sky and at the very beginning was shot out of the sky by a fast beam of Optic Blast, Garchomp hit the sandy surface of the arena and his trainer grabbed her head because it wasn't what she expected, not so fast turn of events, and when Warborn was getting closer to her, suddenly Garchomp jumped out of a small hole, spitting out a huge fiery five-pointed star, and then a fiery ray of living fire that could burn so much, but Warborn stretched out his left hand and in a noisy and amazing way, both powers turned back into popcorn that scattered all over the arena, Warborn stood with his left side towards the opponent, surprised Garchomp squealed and again, true to Cynthia's words, he released a powerful dragon Hyper Beam, a beam of pure power in navy blue colors, his enemy accepted the challenge by striking the power from his eyes, the two beams collided with each other dividing and bisecting the land, the sand, the entire arena into two parts at a distance of a few meters, but when Warborn moved forward, gritting his teeth tightly, his power began to successively push the powers of Garchomp and himself, the surprised dragon Pokemon put all his power into the attack, suddenly he felt everything it burst, a golden beam shot towards him, that was the last moment when Garchomp shot into the sky to avoid the beam but only for a moment because a pair of golden whips shot out from the ground which pulled him down to the ground and Warborn again shot an optical beam at him, blasting the earth and sand onto a few meters high.

-Garchomp!. Cynthia shouted, looking at the black cloud of smoke until a powerful bundle of winds pushed by the power of the wings shot out of the darkness, Garchomp, furious at everything Warborn had done to him, began to beat his wings at crazy speed, Warborn with the same smile on his face shot out of place, running along the ground with increasingly then with greater speed surrounding the surprised dragon whose power of the wind and his own sparks were suddenly broken, and he himself shot high in uncontrolled movement, after all, when Warborn stopped in his place, the surprised Garchomp fell to the ground, Warborn shot high over ten meters and fired steadily with a continuous beam hitting the squealing Garchomp who could no longer fight, couldn't even lift his front paw, much less attempt hand-to-hand combat.

- leave him, I give up!. Cynthia shouted at the top of her lungs, but that didn't stop Warborn, oh no, he was constantly striking, and it looked as if he wanted to kill his enemy, that was what his big crazy smile was saying, but everything in him suddenly broke when Cynthia ran into the firing line, that was the second the optical beam was turned off and Warborn looked with wide eyes at Cynthia who was hugging her defeated Pokemon tightly and he was barely breathing.

- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, you?. Warborn said questioningly as he placed his right hand on the dragon Pokemon's head, healing its dangerous wounds, then took a panicky step back and connected with the trainer's mind.

- you are close to each other, too close, but how, people cannot truly feel what this world is like?. Warborn asked and quickly disconnected the call because he didn't want to know the answer.

- this world is not like yours, and maybe we are like people from your world and I thank you, me. She said Cynthia with a slight blush because Warborn already knew too much, now only he because all the cheering people saw just another spectacular duel.

- please don't scare me, because. Warborn said menacingly.

- you're not afraid of evil, you don't believe in good, but now, my goodness, you don't have to be afraid of that. She said Cynthia, helping her Garchomp to stand up, with whom, as it turned out, she had a much stronger bond than just friendship between a Pokemon and a trainer.

- you don't understand, when things are too good, tragedy always comes and I don't want to hurt my friends. Warborn said, clenching his hands tightly, angry only at himself.

- that's why you prefer to have enemies, that's why you scare many people away, I understand, listen.

- no, time for the next enemy, come on, who's next. Warborn said and Cynthia gave him her big smile and when she closed she said the same word again.

- Thank you. She said Cynthia as she left the arena, passing the last enemy for Warborn of the day.

Cynthia, leading Garchomp behind the right wing, looked at the sweaty man who was silently passing her, it was Gary Oak and he was walking with his black Umbreon with golden circles on his forehead and ears, and Gary himself, wiping the sweat from his forehead from under his brown hair, looked first in silence at Cynthia passing him, then taking out the first pokeball from his black sweatshirt, he passed her with complete concentration.

- don't be afraid, now I know, he is not evil, but his methods are strange, evil will never hurt him, good, if he believes, may change something in him, but what can it do to him?. Cynthia asked herself and then left the arena through a dark, lit tunnel with her Garchomp.

This time, Gary Oak appeared on the arena and in a black sweatshirt and blue pants he took out two pokeballs, he already knew what to start with, he would hold the most important one in his right hand, until he suddenly trembled not because he saw in front of him an untamed opponent who was already panting from exhaustion but he was still ready to fight, this was not what surprised him, but the sudden and supportive voice of his once enemy, adversary and competitor.

- Gary. Ash said, taking off the blue cap from his head of black hair that he hid under his blue coat, and together with his Pikachu on his left shoulder, he stopped close to Gary, who was rather surprised by his appearance, now.

- Ash, what's the matter, you want to gloat about my possible failure, don't you. Gary asked dryly, Ash shook his head as his Pikachu shook its tall ears and long lightning tail.

- no, enough of our stupid arguments, we already decided to bury it, today, listen, you are the third one here, he is certainly tired, I believe in it, I believe in you, if anyone can give him advice, it's you, my friend, you will give him advice and I will be with you. Ash said, extending his right hand to Gary, and Gary must have looked no more surprised than Warborn, because when he knew that someone was on a collision course, he would never reunite and would not be friends again, it was probably more shocking for him than for Gary who he smiled at his friend and offered him his hand.

- Thank you, but don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Said Gary, Ash seeing his old good friend and competitor nodded and smiled at him, backing up to the entrance to the arena.

- and I like that about you too, always the same Gary, come on, now show him what you can do, come on. Ash said. Gary looked confidently at his enemy with new strength, Gary threw the first pokeball, releasing his first pokemon ready for battle.

The light disappeared and above the arena stood a large turtle-like blue and cream Pokemon with a brown shell and two large cannons over its right and left shoulders, Blastois roared at his opponent, setting his water cannons towards the human, although at first he was rather surprised to see him standing in front of him. man, but his surprise quickly disappeared when Warborn quickly created two cannons of golden power on his hands, standing sideways to the enemy again, and the judges from the blue box gave the signal to fight.

- Blastois cannon shot, soften him, hit him with all your might!. Gary shouted and Blastois roared at the top of his voice, standing combatively and his brown eyes shining with internal fire, then Warborrn smiled again, waiting for the first blow, stretching out his left hand first, with his hand ready, waving at the opponent, and when he started shooting, a flash was visible.

Blastois fired a long double beam of pure water that could pierce even rocks, but at the very beginning when he saw the distance between him and his opponent closing, he realized that the mad man was still fully resisting his water power, when he turned off his cannons he saw a large golden shield that shielded the mad man from all the power. , Blastois, following further advice from his trainer, rushed to the side, firing a barrage of water and ice projectiles at the same time, and their power was once again reduced to nothing, because Warborn, constantly moving towards his enemy, struck with his shield, entering into rapid rotation, each water and ice projectile was devastated and scattered throughout the arena, drenching a surprised Gary who was now wet from head to toe and brown shoes.

- Blastois, kick him so that he sees the moon from behind, power fists, fury strike!. Gary shouted and Blastois began to charge wildly, leading the blow with his large, clenched fist, but when he struck, he trembled because his fist was stopped by the golden glove and his clenched left fist.

Blastois hissed at the image of the mad man who suddenly turned his hand, grabbed his hand and pulled him along, hitting it several times on the surface of the arena, creating three more craters in the projectile, and when it soared into the sky, Warborn made a series of rapid spins, hitting the surprised turtle Pokemon, stabbing it in the central crater, Blastois roared when he felt great pain, and his main enemy, Warborn, was still hovering above his head, and he, clenching his fists tightly, screamed at the top of his lungs, and with a huge smile of a madman, fell to the ground with his fists, come on, Blastois did a spin, a powerful detonation of power caused that the large Pokemon was easily struck by pure power and thrown to the ground, Gary was screaming, saying what he had to do Blastios, his enemy rushing like a thunderbolt struck him before he could make a move, this time Warborn was a man caught up in the sudden and wild rush, Warborn struck with powerful punches from the right and left, leading with left and right hooks, and when his punches hit the large shell, and the head, each time there was a huge bang and subsequent cracks on the shell, finally Warborn grabbed the enemy by the head and rose with them high, punching him him with all his strength with his left fist, which caused Blastois to dig deep into the ground once again.

- Blastois!. Gary shouted, trying to throw in the towel in a gesture of surrender, or more precisely, pick up the pokebal, but his Blastois had no intention of giving up today despite the injuries and pain that was going through him, but again, before Blastois could get up and fire both cannons, Warborn fired first with his two with powerful cannons, hitting two enemy cannons, leading to two powerful explosions, including the left one, the strongest one, which tore the black cannon into pieces and knocked Blastois to the ground unconscious.

Seeing this, Gary could only gasp, because he didn't expect something so ruthless and fast, he doesn't change one thing, as another silence and shouts broke through the crowd. Gary pulled down the defeated Pokemon and replaced it with another, not as big but equally strong Arcanine.

Arcanine was a wolf-type Pokemon with mixed colors, a brown-black Pokemon with a white mane and brown eyes that were already shining with battle lust, and Warborn, folding his arms in front of him, looked confidently at his new opponent with another strategy prepared.

- come on, go ahead. Warborn said, Arcanine growled and running according to his trainer's advice, he spat a long beam of fire from his mouth, Warborn jumped above the beam and landed on the other side, pointing two fingers to the left and began to fire a force that shocked the opponent and his attempt to outmaneuver him.

Everything began to explode and a screeching Arcanine fell out of the black cloud of smoke, while Warborn continued to walk forward, this time centered on his opponent.

- Arcanine, bite him into pieces, hit him with your claws quickly!. Gary shouted, his Arcanine rushing towards the central clash with the opponent and when his claws gleamed as if Warborn stood firmly in front of him and waited, he waited until the first blow tore the illusion into pieces and the real Warborn emerged behind the enemy's back, grabbing him by the tail and suddenly hitting it on the ground.

Arcanine could only squeak as the crazy enemy grabbed him by the tail and then slammed him to the ground, Arcanine, completely confused, stood up looking for the opponent and around him there were a hundred copies of the opponent, then Gary demanded the last blow that could break the illusion and lead to the first breakthrough in the this fight.

- fiery cyclone!. Gary shouted and Arcanine roared loudly, raising a huge hurricane of living fiery power around him until he released a great fiery cyclone from his mouth and mouth, reaching to the open roof of the blue arena.

A huge cyclone hit the enemy's lances and the blowing fire was constantly rushing to the right, but again everything was about to be broken by a strong wind blowing to the left, breaking everything in its path, suddenly the entire flame went out and around Arcanine there was a living bullet rushing faster than even the rushing thunder, all it started to spin, Pikachu looking at everything with his black eyes until he fell off his left shoulder. Ash, surprised, Arcanine, unable to answer, could only watch himself, spinning with the power of the force and momentum of a powerful cyclone reaching into the sky, then everything stopped when Warborn himself stood still, directed his deadly glare at the confused Arcanine and from his power-charged hands he threw a powerful ball of golden power that hit Arcanine and blasted him, breaking the earth and sand, to the very foundations of the arena, the very concrete.

Arcanine fell with a bang behind Gary's back and disappeared, recalled to the pokeball, and Ash nodded to Gary, looking at Umbreon and his shining ruby eyes, holding his Pikachu in his hands, who lost consciousness at the very image of the crazy cyclone.

Gary glanced at Umbreon, whose golden stripes on his ears and vertebrae gleamed with power, not as great as in the days of the full moon, but still enough to face an enemy who had won again, and grabbed his right knee, now struggling with satisfying fatigue.

- Umbreon, you know you don't have to. said Gary, but Umbreon looked him in the eye first and then confidently went out to the arena, confronting Warborn as the last Pokemon.

- Umbreon, dark ball, breath of darkness!. Gary shouted and Umbreon did as his trainer told him.

With great determination in his eyes, Umbreon released a black, dark circle of destructive power from his muzzle, ran to the right, hoping to avoid a counterattack, and Warborn, getting up on his feet, used his optical power to fight this time, shooting a pair of beams of destructive power from his eyes, which shattered into small pieces. pieces of as many as three black balls of dark power, Umbreon, undeterred even for a moment, began to rush between the enemy fire, releasing a powerful beam of dark circles that blew up the ground and everything, Warborn, making a quick turn, stood on the other side, shooting a golden beam that easily cut through, annihilating the dark breath, but even then Umbreon did not lose his strength and confidence, because he continued to fight for his master, this surprised Warborn again, but his smile never disappeared, because it was also a challenge for him.

- Umbreon, head blow, tail blow, quickly!. Gry shouted.

Umbreon propelled himself faster and faster, rushing at such a great speed that he left only streaks of shadow and light behind him, Umbreon jumped high, waving his whole body and his luminous tail, and striking his head with a few blows, Warborn, seeing the coming blows, smiled again and, despite his tiredness and deep he took a breath and dodged the blow, turning quickly as he hit the ground with his clenched fists, he looked half a second at the landing opponent and fired with all his power with his optical beam, hitting the surprised Umbreon who could only squeal as the powerful force drove him into the ground, to top it all off, Warborn raised into the sky, continuing to shoot a powerful beam until he closed his eyes and a powerful explosion tore up the battle site, leaving only the defeated Umbreon who only squealed, losing strength and consciousness.

Another victory, another scream and cheer, the shock of many trainers, everything shook the blue arena and the landing Warborn looked at the gary who tenderly lifted the recovering Umbreon from the ground, watching with ever-widening eyes as his once enemy approached him and placed him on his left his left hand on his shoulder.

- it was a great fight, really, you surprised me, but it's a pity it wasn't him, it's not a living organism, it's a machine, Gary, you gave it your all. Ash said.

- Thanks Ash, thanks. Gary said and the Warborn loading in front of them looked at them suspiciously, always expecting the worst as it was in his designed nature that one side of himself was.

- this is how enemies unite against a common enemy, right. Warborn said but when Gary and Ash heard his words they looked at him and shook their heads together.

- you are not our enemy and we don't look at you that way, you could say that thanks to you I understood so much and made peace with Gary. Ash said.

- besides, you are not our enemy, but a worthy rival, nothing more. Gary said, bowing his head, which surprised Warborn again.

- it's impossible, but I can only have enemies, just don't scare me because I'm also your friend. Said Warborn, about to escape, but all this was suddenly stopped by silence and the image on the screen of the large monitor, which made everyone silent, because everyone saw a large fleet of thirty ships from the north from the nation of Turmon, in accordance with the will of Federman, coming with the order to conquer the island of Rakon.

- no, what are they doing, they're crazy!. Gary shouted and then he saw more fear in the eyes of Ash and the squealing Pikachu who were looking at Warborn together, Warborn was looking at the image of the coming war, the world's response and what he could do today.

- he will destroy them all, you can't!, don't be like them, or even worse!. Ash shouted as Pikachu did in his Pokemon language, and Warborn looked at them proud of what he saw.

- I always knew that when things are too good, then tragedy comes, maybe you are special here, but you are few here, and it doesn't change one thing, after all, evil shows its face before your eyes in the form of war and the enemy attacking you, and now the world is so how in my world he behaves exactly the same, when evil leads the rats to war, the world only condemns, typical empty phrases and words that mean nothing here, but the actions are so, I will burn them with my own fire, because I am Eternals and my name is Warborn, I am the judge and executioner here, I am not a naive here, I am not committing a sin of omission, I am administering justice because I am the judge and executioner here, because I am the damned who will save the souls of others so that no one will have to do what I did! Warborn shouted as the ground around him erupted with hundreds of detonating shells of varying power.

Everyone looked up at the sky at the little Pokemon, small but extremely powerful, that could cause chaos on a large scale when wielding golden disks, a small light purple Pokemon with red hair, green eyes and a humanoid form.

- Hoopa. Ash said, recognizing the mythical Pokemon on the spot, but when he spoke, a Warborn in golden armor appeared in the sky, a seraph with visible eyes in an elongated helmet and blades behind his back that now unfolded like the wings of an avenging angel, this also surprised Hoopa, Hoopa looked at the enemy with great surprise but his confidence returned as his smile showed the gleam of his golden disks and more golden circles began to form in the sky.

A different power, a Different Element, shot out from each circle and Warborn raised his hands, creating a powerful force field that not only countered each power, the force field combined with the different power turned each enemy beam into popcorn as Hoopa could only stare.

- you won't stop me or my arm of justice, I will give them a certificate, I will drown them all in water and no one will stop me, you understand, Pokemon makes me laugh. Warborn said, waving his finger and his right hand.

- I'm not funny here, I'm mythical, I'm Hoopa, and you stop hiding behind your tricks. He said in his Hoopa language until his eyes suddenly twitched because his enemy turned off the force field and started laughing at him, which enraged him even more to the point that Hoopa quickly created more circles, ready to fire everything he had from them.

- you can't stop me, no one in this world can stop me!. Warborn shouted and subsequent projectiles of many elements hit him, detonating from a kilometer in the sky above the arena, but when everything went out, Hoopa and all observers trembled because Warborn, rushing from the other side, after leaving his illusions behind, hit the golden disks, turning them into popcorn, closing them in a few seconds. all the open portals, then stood behind the enemy in his golden armor, and when Hoopa looked behind him, ready to open new portals, the Warborn exploded with a hundred spinning and exploding blades, this blow shocked the injured Hoopa so much that he began to fall to the level of the roof of the blue sky. arenas.

Hoopa managed to stop his sweat and when he looked ahead his opponent grabbed him by his golden disks, turned them into glass before his eyes which broke and hit the sand, after depriving the power of the mythical Pokemon everything was even more shocked by the very image of the power and madness of the mad man , Hoopa trembled as he watched Warborn with a huge, massive glove hit him with a right straight and after that only stars could be seen, Gary and Ash as well as Umbreon regaining consciousness and trembling Pikachu watched as the defeated Hoopa hit the ground, Warnorn landed in front of him, lifting the broken pieces from the ground glass which, according to his will and power, he turned back into golden disks.

Afterwards, Warborn threw them, driving the discs deep into the ground, then taking a deep breath, he looked up at the image of five approaching legendary and mythical Pokémon who had seen and heard too much to stand aside.

The first was a fiery yellow and red Moltres with a long neck and beak, the next was a golden Zapdos with golden feathers sticking out and a long beak that screamed loudly, the third legendary was a blue and white Articuno waving his long tail and also screaming at the Warborn, and the last two were Mythical Pokemon that didn't want to stay aside, one of them was the large dragon Pokemon Lugia, a blue and white Pokemon with plates on its back and white wings resembling large paws, and Ho-Oh, a bird Pokemon that resembled a peacock, with red feathers with accents of green and yellow, a long a yellow beak and a golden crest and red eyes seething with anger.

- oh, don't make such faces at me and don't give me your wisdom here, because you won't stop me, understand this, someone has to be the judge and executioner here, someone has to be condemned here so that you don't have to, besides, this discussion is sterile, Yes, I know you won't let me go, but understand, I'm already far away from here. Warborn said, surprising everyone even more as he walked in front of Gary and Ash and his illusion disappeared.

- he cheated on us, it has to be stopped quickly. Hoopa squealed trying to get up, but he could only grab his discs, then he fell to the ground again, breathing heavily, and the remaining Pokemon that had floated above the arena suddenly rushed north, so the blue arena was the world of another story where Moltres, Articuno, Zapdos, Lugia, and Ho -Oh they appeared on Rakon for the second time and now they were racing against time to stop an unspeakable tragedy, crime, whatever you could call it.

As the five Pokemon raced, Warborn was already making judgments on all of them, but the large and smaller ships began to fire, they could only try, because Warborn, rushing like a bullet, used his optical shot to cut through each ship with a single shot, and the increased power melted each ship, and blew up many from the decks so that the steel tokens hit the surface of the sea, sinking like a stone, after all, when the soldiers and sailors mainly on deck began to panic, Warborn shot high and began to shoot huge balls of power from the fingers of his left hand and from the cannon of his right hand, which immediately tore apart the ships and their steel was torn to shreds, destroying the damaged ships, golden balls of cosmic power broke the ships in two, and the terrified soldiers running away could only save themselves in the water, because Warborn didn't touch that, he just watched the burning ships go to the bottom like the soldiers who couldn't swim.

The surface of the sea was on fire, the steel was burning and melting as whole ships went to the bottom, and the sailors and soldiers trying to escape fought against the deadly sea that was overwhelming them more and more, Warborn was constantly floating in the sky enjoying this image and was not surprised even by the image of rushing towards they gave away the pokemon that with their power summoned many other sea pokemon that also felt tragedy, people but when Moltres, Articuno, Zapdos, Lugia and Ho-Oh were approaching the target, Warborn reacted in his own way creating an illusion that no one could break, because the entire sea it became the same, instead of thirty ships, thousands of them appeared and nothing was true anymore, even more so for the shocked Pokemon who now could only do one thing.

- come on, go ahead and fight with me, show me how much you care. Warborn said, but the five Pokemon looked sadly into the water, knowing full well that fighting would not change anything and would even worsen the situation because it would slow down any attempts to help.

- it doesn't make sense, we don't have enough time, Warborn, you monster. Ho-Oh screamed at the top of his lungs, only able to stare into an illusion that none but one could break, suddenly stopping everyone with a scream and a rushing pink cat pokemon with blue eyes full of tears.

- please don't do it, I know you're doing what you have to do, but do you really want it, they already got what they deserve, please!. Mew shouted, bumping into the man's chest where the golden armor suddenly gave way, revealing a black sweatshirt and pants.

- Mew, why are you doing this to me again!. Warborn shouted with great fury that terrified the five shocked Pokemon, even more so when the human's hands created two short golden knives ready to kill.

- I have to do it, that's why I'm damned, it's my mission, it's my path. Warborn said, still sounding menacing and vindictive, but in his brown eyes Mew saw something no one else in the world could see.

- so do it on my responsibility, I will be guilty of it, if you want to drown them or save them, let it be my fault, because I will still feel guilty for what awaits these people, people who have to follow the orders of hateful individuals and their sick ambitions, I want to be guilty of this, but please. Mew said.

Shock, shock, that's what you could call it, because Warborn suddenly pulled his hands and two daggers towards Mew herself, the remaining pokemon closed their eyes, expecting the worst tragedy, and so it was in the silence interrupted by fires and cracking steel, until everything gleamed before them and it started with a simple word.

- agreement. said Warborn, hearing his words Moltres, Articuno, Zapdos, Lugia and Ho-Oh looked at the world around them where all illusion was turned off and broken, and all five Pokemon looked in shock at Warborn who turned his head for a moment from the joyful Mew, from her big hopeful eyes and tears of happiness.

- thank you, thank you. Mew said, hugging the human, Warborn looked at her with trembling eyes, wondering about himself, what he should do, what he had been preparing for so long and hard, and today he failed and it was the fault of this little cat Pokemon, and for the second time, until suddenly something flashed inside him and a quick fear arose, mixed with something he had separated with a large wall but never forgotten.

- I can't hurt a friend, a friend, what have you done to me, what have you done to me, for so long, so much, I was ready for a lot but not for you, why, me, Mew, everyone, hurry up to save them, I won't do anything here , but you, what you have done to me. Warborn said and shot out at great speed, escaping from underneath where many water Pokémon began to save sailors and soldiers, helping virtually everyone and preventing a terrible tragedy.

- How did you do it, I thought it was impossible. Lugia asked and Mew glanced behind her and winked at her with a shrug of her shoulders and a long tail.

- I don't know, I just believe that he is not a monster here but someone lost, and now quickly, we don't have time, we still need to save them and quickly, follow me. Mew said and rushed in first, helping the soldiers and sailors create soft balloons of pink psychic power, lifting the terrified people to the surface.

Tragedy was so near, but no one was ever lost from the great army that pressed south, and the soldiers and sailors of the destroyed and sunken fleet returned north before nightfall, before the last gleam of sunlight, and after all, when the green shores and two cities of the nation of Turmon were overloaded with escapees on the coast of the northern peninsula, Mew sat down calmly, the little happy pink kitten, looking at the sky, began to cry again, but her tears were tears of happiness and hope, after all, her laughter gave hope to so many, especially the five Pokemon standing behind her , together with Mew looked at the sky, Moltres, Articuno, Zapdos, Lugia and Ho-Oh, they all also looked first at the saved people and then at the sky, their hearts beat as one, feeling great hope that despite what Warborn says, there is here is someone who can change his heart, which is a pillar of salt, because this heart has always been and is divided into two parts.

- I knew it, I knew it, Warborn, Jet Sobieski, you are my real hero today. Mew thought and then stood up when she saw a speeding bullet in the sky full of stars, knowing that it was him.

- you are my hero, thank you! Mew shouted at the top of her voice and the missile that was hurtling through the night sky spun around, Warborn closed his eyes tightly again, fighting again with himself, with what he had separated with a steel wall.

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Someone like Waborn, a self-hating, vengeful man who is judge and executioner, seeks evil and evil will never harm him, has never been able to find anything good, especially in his own world, but when he finds something like this right here , true innocence, childlike innocence, the beer drinkers believe in himself, this is the only force in the whole world that can stop his vindictiveness and the evil with which he burns other evils, he doesn't do it out of naivety, because here the only creature that is naive is little Mew, at least it's how politely he treated Ralof and Gilbert not so long ago, two despots who didn't care about their own employees, at the request of Mew Warborn, he treated them too gently, but it was not necessary for my story to lose its T+ rating, now I know that I did it subconscious, and I even have a suspicion that it itself got out of control, but how can we not refuse such an innocent and joyful creature that still believes in us, despite our cruelty, and wants to take responsibility for the cruel act that Warborn wanted? treat the soldiers and sailors sailing on their ships to invade, judge for yourself whether Warborn, Jet Sobieski, actually did the right thing by allowing himself to be persuaded by little Mew, who convinced him not to harm the soldiers by Warborn.