The past days were quite noisy, quite boisterous, and in the present time, with revolution in the south and the nation of Galdin being torn apart by internal war, many thought that Warborn would personally take his place in the conflict by taking sides, but Warborn never took any place in it, he had no intention of taking part in political conflicts because he preferred to stay away from it, so today, when the next hour of his fight was approaching, Warborn stood calmly on one of the peaks bordering the painting and the vast Bronze Arena where he was to fight the next three duels today and for the first time his brown eyes were shining with a strange, almost surreal fear, because Warborn had never felt fear until today, it was fear, anxiety, it's hard to say what it was, it doesn't change one thing that this day was difficult for him, especially the meeting with two trainers who owed him so much and that was his greatest fear.
The mad mind of a mad man in black sweatpants, trousers and a sweatshirt, with gray hair blown apart by a strong wind, for the first time his mind found something in this world that it had never found in his own, one thing was certain, because Warborn himself had already said this several times, he never looked for friends because he didn't want to hurt them, just as he never believed in goodness and now he saw it in this world and for the first time he believed it, and his faith caused a strange fear to arise in him, which was especially strong today.
- it had to happen sometime, I have to get through it somehow. Warborn said, slowly landing on the ground as he left the small brown peak of the broken western mountain range, and as he charged his ears heard a loud scream and his name.
-Warborn!. the two girls shouted, Warborn looked down and saw first standing in the street and parking lot surrounding the brown arena, a feline humanoid figure with yellow-black fur with blue accents and blue eyes, Zeraora was stretching out her left paw, eating him with her high-pitched voice, as was the gray one standing next to her brown Fox-like Pokemon with crimson and black accents with a large red mane with black tips, screaming Zoroark put both paws to her head to scream as loud as she could, as soon as Warborn looked below, in addition to the two Pokemon guardians of the northern forest, there were also the chosen ones of their hearts, the first of them was Professor Hogar with blue hair, golden eyes and fuzz under the nose, he usually wears a brown jacket for tools, a backpack and brown pants who was standing next to the screaming Zeraora and next to the screaming Zoroark stood a young man wearing a black sweatshirt and blue pants and with shiny brown through the eyes of Gary Oak who, with his head tilted back and brown hair, was looking up at the loading crazy man.
Seeing the two Pokemon and their close hearts, Warborn already expected the obvious, because he had done it just two days ago, giving a chance for the Pokemon to communicate with the human was already obvious to him, Warborn looked first at the arena where the time of his fight was coming and at the same time a certain fear and then hurriedly he landed between two silver cars, standing confidently in front of Zoroark and Gary, and Zeraora and Professor Hogar, and the two girls, finally able to talk to him, began to speak their language just like Gary, who spoke first, nervously scratching the back of his black sweatshirt.
- Er, Mr. Warborn, we heard that you can. Gary said shyly and nervously, quickly replaced by Hogar.
- here's the thing, our other halves talked to Lucario, you know, and there's this thing, they dragged us here so that, thanks to you and your help, well, I'll tell you straight, they want to talk to us in our language, phew. Hogar said, exhaling deeply, and Warborn, looking at the two humans and their Pokemon, shook his head and waved to the two guard Pokemon from the north.
- I knew this was going on, so come and see what you have to say, go ahead, I don't bite. Warborn said, Zoroark and Zeraora looked at the person, blushed slightly and approached Warborn and when he placed his hands on their shoulders, the golden power already made Zoroark and Zeraora start speaking in human voices and what they said to their loved ones made Warborn turn pale. from an attack of nausea, because in their first words, Hogar and Gary hugging each other made Warborn feel deeply nauseated by the whole situation.
- my sweetie. She said Zoroark, nudging her nose against Gary's.
- my sweet candy. Gary said making Zoroark giggle mischievously.
- my sweet bud. She said Zeraora, hugging Hogar tightly.
- my sweet strawberry. Hogar said, rubbing his face affectionately against the side of Zeraor's, and Warborn, listening to the sweet exchange, gasped as his stomach reached his throat.
- Please, that's enough, your sweetness is making my teeth hurt and I think I'm going to vomit in a moment, even now, when I have such a difficult meeting in the arena. Warborn said, barely holding back his nausea as Gary, Hpogar, and the held Zoroark and Zeraora all looked back at Warborn and his strange pallor.
- important meeting, and yes, Ash, Serena, Astrid, but come on, man, you should give them advice. Gary said, holding his Zoroark by his side.
- Boy, don't tell me you're afraid of the duel. Hogar said, tenderly holding his Zeraora by his side, Warbork shook his head, looking at the arena with strange concentration.
- it's not about fighting, I'm always ready for a lot, but since I believed in the goodness of the world, also thanks to you, something has changed, something is really bothering me, and it's mostly about Ash and Serena, their gratitude, I was afraid to have friends to not to hurt them, now I am tired of their sincere gratitude, no one and nothing good can happen to me, I am Warborn. Warborn said, withdrawing his hands and Zoroark and Zeraora immediately grabbed his hands, looking into his slightly confused brown eyes.
- I don't understand why nothing good can happen to you, whether it hurts you. Zeraora asked, currently not taking her aquamarine eyes from the mad man.
- no, that's not the point, nothing can hurt me, nothing bad at night, and nothing good, but what is good is tormenting me now, and I will once again be forced to seek solace in solitude because that's the only way I can hear myself and find peace, no one can like me or respect me, because nothing good can happen to me, but this is what is happening, and it is really bothering me, it shouldn't be like this. Warborn said, now looking at the ground until a pair of turquoise Zoroark eyes appeared before his eyes.
- is that why you sought only evil?. Zoroark asked.
- no, I was looking for evil to burn it off with a greater evil, but what is good makes me feel heavy, this feeling of guilt, it shouldn't be like that, I would like to alienate them all, but trying to scare them doesn't impress anyone here, Ash and Serena for sure they won't show fear or anything to my anger, and that's the most ghastly thing here, but it won't hurt me anyway, because nothing, good or bad, will ever hurt me, that's for sure. Warborn said, withdrawing his hands and hiding them behind his back, and then his gaze was fixed again on Gary, Hogar, Zoroark and Zeraora, who were unable to understand the mind of a mad man again, except for one great regret. Warborn, gritting his teeth and mouth, looked confidently at those gathered for the last time. .
- anyway, this is my next big fight because I am Eternals and my name is Warborn, and as for you, you should probably understand each other without words. Warborn stated from under his eye, Gary and Hogar looked at their Pokemon, the guardians of the northern forest, and they all chuckled.
- basically, we understand each other without words, but my Zeraora had her own private plan, because she wanted to say something to me in our language at least once. Hogar said as Zeraora hugged him tenderly.
- exactly, when my Zoroark talked to Lucario and Korrina, she dragged me so much to the first meeting yesterday, I'm surprised that my right hand is in place, but last day you were a bit too fast, but today. Said Gary as his Zoroark tenderly cuddled up to him, stroking his right hand which was slightly swollen under his black sweatshirt.
- I just hope you won't call me, you know, to sit under the bed and give you a chance to talk, you know what I mean. Warborn said looking bored and Gary and Zoroark and Hogar and Zeraora looked at each other and blushed deeply again, Warborn shook his head and then shot up into the sky to fight in many duels, fights and more today.
- he's a bit strange, salons are for sure, and sad, I really feel sorry for him. Gary said, and his Zoroark waved her left paw in front of him a few times and Gary, understanding it without words, nodded his head.
- yes, I know, it's better not to tell him about it because he will feel guilty again. Gary said taking a deep breath.
- this is a very strange case, psychologists would certainly rack their brains over this case, it is probably impossible to decipher who he is?. Hogar asked, looking with Zeraora at the sky and at the open brown roof of the fighting arena.
- certainly a madman, but a sad man, if he sees only good in our world he will go mad or live forever in some hermitage, but what is there that can break it all. Hogar said, bowing his head with a sense of internal pain.
- what do you mean, Hogar.
- Gary, see for yourself, the war in the south, the revolution and the royalists are fighting each other, Galdin is burning, and Warborn apparently said that it would trigger some reaction, and I wonder if what is taking place in Galdin is not designed by the plot of vampires, because apparently why Federman wanted to attack Galdin, it was not a coincidence, he knew. Hogar said, and both Zeraora and Zoroark, feeling a similar twinge of fear, hugged their broken hearts and looked at the sky together.
This time, as soon as Warborn appeared in the arena, he already had to fight two opponents who suddenly rushed out from the opposite side of the goal and hugged him tightly, the first of them was a man in blue clothes, a hat, and black hair hidden under a blue cap, and a girl accompanying him in white and red cloak, with long light brown hair, Warborn had to face again something that was heavy on his crazy heart and mind, two looks full of gratitude.
- Warborn, I thank you for everything, for everything. Ash said with brown eyes shining with joy and gratitude, what's worse is that you nod his gold Pikachu with trembling ears and a tail shaped like a lightning bolt also hugged the crazy man giving him too much weight.
- I've been waiting for this moment for so long, after everything, I couldn't even thank you. She said Serena, her blue eyes shining and hugging the madman again with great gratitude.
- please, enough, this shouldn't happen here, everyone will think that you want to take advantage of me, it's better to fight and not waste time on unnecessary matters that embarrass me so much, it's like, I don't know, we'd better fight, really . Warborn said and Ash and Pikachu sitting on his shoulder took a step back and nodded, picking up the pokeball with the Pokemon ready to fight.
- if you want it to be so, it will be a truly thrilling duel, if this is how I can repay you with a fight, so be it. Ash said throwing his pokeball.
- exactly, if so, so be it, but it's still not enough to repay you for everything you've done for us, Ash proposed to me and I will never repay this debt, ever. She said Serena, raising her left hand with the blue stone shining on her finger, which of course sent a shiver down Warborn's spine, but the sight of the large orange dragon Pokemon with a cream belly made Warborn regain his composure for a moment, because fighting was his life, his refuge, like the loneliness he now has. he was looking for, and he would certainly stay there until the next day when he finished the three duels.
Seeing the same opponent, Dragonite stuttered slightly, just like his slightly trembling antennae, and Warborn, clenching his jaw and shining his eyes, seething with anger and anger towards himself, suddenly and calmly moved towards the first opponent of the day.
- Strike Dragonite with all your might, claws, tail, now, quickly!. Ash shouted and the Dragonite, shaking his head, growled strongly and launched a pair of powerful sweeping hooks, the right and left hooks reached the opponent who was not even defending himself, and his head made two turns to the right and left, which of course surprised not only the dragon Pokemon.
Despite the first surprise, Dragonite struck again with its massive tail, hitting Warborn once again, pushing him further and further away. Ash was so surprised that he took off his blue cap and, together with Pikachu, watched the further course of the battle with wide eyes.
Dragonite growled once again, bringing his massive claws into the fight, struck again for the third and fourth time, and once again hit, Warborn suddenly began to strike himself, asking in this simple way for more pain because that was what he wanted today.
- come on, you can do better, hit with all your strength if you have it!. Warborn shouted at the top of his lungs.
Dragonile first looked and listened to the enemy's words with great surprise, but finally when the enemy invited him to fight by waving his left hand at him, Dragonite began to strike, the great dragon charged and struck with all his strength with his right straight, then Warborn did the same by striking with his left hand. holding the surprised dragon's right paw with his fist, Dargonite, seeing that everything had changed quickly, growled strongly and struck with all his strength with a left hook, Warborn, throwing a quick punch, blocked his large paw on his right clenched fist and suddenly firmly began to press against the enemy, taking the first four steps forward, when Dragonite was pushed away, Warborn pressed with all his strength with his fists, pushing back both clawed paws of the great dragon, and making a quick turn, he punched his right fist, right straight into the stomach of the surprised dragon, throwing it back for meters, and when Dragonite fell to the ground with a bang, Warborn suddenly shot out like a bullet. and grabbed the dragon by its tail and spun it around and threw it to the ground, slamming it into the white sand.
Dragonite squealed as a wave of pain shot through his body, even more so when Warborn twisted his large leg and blocked his opponent, Dragonite could only squeal and punch the white sand with his fist, asking for a submission, when Ash was about to do so, Warborn released his opponent from his hold and stood on the other side, ready for another exchange of blows, showing his crazy smile, the furious Dragonite jumped to his feet and, growling loudly, began to punch his opponent and his big orange eyes were widened again because for each of his Ios Warborn he responded with a powerful blow to his own head, catching one from his claws, although his opponent already had visible swelling on his head, it never went away, he clearly wanted this pain that freed him from the burden of guilt.
However, when the limit of pain was enough, Warborn dodged the next opponent's blows with lightning speed, slipping between two fists and hitting Dragonite's stomach at dizzying speed, his blows were again as fast as rifle fire, and when Dragonite gasped for air and began to wobble, Warborn jumped out. high, launching a terrible kick with a full rotation, Dragonite could only squeal as the knockout blow knocked out one of his teeth and sent him crashing to the boards, surprised Ash looked at his defeated Pokemon for a moment, rubbing his eyes with his blue cap, after all, when the judges announced another victory for Warborn, Ash showed the same smile again, recalling his Pokemon.
Seeing a friend's smile, a friend's gesture. Warborn felt a strange feeling of sickness in his stomach again, because once again there was nothing more important to his heart than the respect and gratitude of the man who treated him as his friend.
- it was an honor to fight you again, and there's nothing wrong with losing to a friend. Ash said as he walked down from the fighting section to the entrance leading from the arena to the city, Serena, replacing him, smiled at him with the same sympathy and then threw her pokeball, releasing her Pangoro, a large bipedal Pokemon resembling a humanoid panda bear that, seeing the mad man for the first time, did not she showed fear or rather surprise before him, unable to understand that he would have to fight a human, but already in the first step Pangoro watched with a dropped jaw as his human opponent rushed at him with unparalleled speed and hit him with an open hand against the brown wall under the box. with three judges.
- Pangoro, you have to be very careful, this is not an ordinary person, now blows of anger, quickly!. Serena shouted and the furious Pangoro coming down from the wall growled and started hitting the target which hit him back with each blow, striking with his open hand, when the huge claws were already in front of him, Warborn, leading fast blows, deflected each blow of the furious panda bear, and his opponent's jaw dropped more and more, Pangoro was completely surprised at how the small human deflected each of his blows, pushing him back into the brown wall, finally Warborn lowered his hands waiting for the mine series of blows, and Serena, looking on, fell silent, not understanding Warborn's actions again.
Pangoro had no desire to analyze what his opponent wanted to achieve, seeing his chance, he attacked with all his strength, striking his powerful sickle, slashing his opponent with his claws, cutting his black outfit, sweatshirt, and when his claws hit the head, it only turned right and left, but it was collapsing. in the white sand, Warborn didn't even take a step back, instead Warborn urged him to continue fighting, to make more effort and to deal more blows, which of course surprised not only the panda-like Pokemon, but also Serena who, together with Ash, kept her eyes on the crazy man .
- what does he want to prove?. Ash asked and his Pikachu sitting on his right shoulder squeaked a few times.
- maybe this is some crazy strategy, oh no, Pangora, be careful, it's probably a trap!. Serena shouted and her Pangoro, with great anger and a roar of rage, attacked again three times with powerful, pounding blows of his clenched fists, Warborn once again only turned his head right and left and when he looked at Pangoro with a mad look, he again growled loudly and leaned forward and delivered a powerful headbutt. then Warborn stopped standing still.
Warborn hit the opponent's head with all his strength, until the surprised and stunned Pokemon resembling a black and white panda staggered a step. Suddenly, when Pangoro regained momentary control over his balance, he saw a hail of crazy blows, Warboprn, striking with all his strength, hit the big teddy bear's stomach three times. when he leaned down, Warborn struck with a double punch from his joined hands, sending the surprised Pokemon flying a few meters and falling onto the white sand with a bang.
Stunned, Pangoro wailed strangely and uncontrollably and his long tongue lay on the bullet until his eyes snapped away with it, suddenly all the pain he felt gave him strength, furious Pangoro jumped out of the vast crater and began to strike with powerful hooks, but this time Warborn did not stand motionless, he punched with all his strength into the enemy's clenched fists, when Pangoro's right paw collided with Warborn's right fist, there was a loud coo and another when the squealing Pangoro could no longer take back the second blow, Warborn, making a full turn, punched with all his strength into the left big paw , when Pangoro, set in motion, made a few turns, Warborn shot up, hitting the Pokemon's stomach with his head, knocking it into the brown wall, which cracked all the way to the place where the fans were sitting, and Pangoro, shocked, confused and losing consciousness, fell for the last time onto the white sand, rolling his eyes around. .
Warborn stood in the middle of the arena and watched as the three judges announced him as the next winner and Serena bowed her head with the same big smile as she pulled her Pokemon into the pokeball.
- Ash was right, it's better to lose to a friend than to an enemy, it's always better this way. She said Serena before she was suddenly pushed aside by an angry girl with golden hair, a black blouse, a dress and clenched teeth and that fury in her lavender eyes, seeing Astrid so furious, Warborn felt calm within himself for the first time because he knew that not everyone was like that. make him friends.
- you!. Serena shouted, leading her white Absol with a long navy blue rug and shining ruby eyes into the arena.
-yes, what is it about?. Waborn asked jokingly to enrage Astrid even more, while avoiding the glances of Ash and Serena, who, holding hands, took a step back under the passage leading from the arena to the city.
- what's going on!, you want to know, I lost my Meowstic because of you, she went away with that talking cat, Meowth, it's all because of you, and I had no way to stop her, because how to stop people in love, of course!. Astrid screamed in anger and Warborn gritted his teeth again, furious at himself that what was supposed to be anger was caused by something very good.
- one day it will take you too and what will you do then?. Warborn asked, and Astrid trembled slightly and looked at the ground.
- well, what will you do if something like that catches you?. Astrid asked, Warborn answered the challenge quickly and confidently.
- it will never catch me, once, just once, but the one I loved preferred only money, now it is impossible. Warborn said, clenching his fists tightly.
- we'll see, you said yourself that it will catch everyone, so maybe you too. Se said Astrid, Warborn looked up at the sky for a moment as a modest smile appeared on his face until suddenly shocked by something that he quickly covered up with an eternal fight, Warborn looked at the Absol standing in front of him ready to fight and shot out with unparalleled speed rushing across the white sand, leaving no trace once again traces, and this time he was the first to attack.
Absol didn't even have a chance to respond to his opponent's sudden and crazy blow, Warborn quickly turned around and launched a strong and fast kick that knocked the surprised Absol into the white sand, creating a long trench almost to the edge of the arena, when Absol struggled to his feet and started striking with his horn. and claws, Warborn, making quick turns, struck with all his strength with fast straights, his blows were again so fast that it looked as if they were hitting ten fists per second, surprised once again Absol waved his horn and claws in an interchangeable attack, he did not stop the powerful force and flurry of blows, the first blows easily broke his parade of claws, knocking aside his two front legs, lifting him slightly, and when Absol defended himself with his horn, Warborn launched an astonishingly fast kick that hit the massive horn and made the Absol spin around twice.
Warborn saw his opponent under the ropes doing a spin and again launched a powerful spinning kick, driving his foot into the opponent's stomach, driving the squealing Absol into the brown wall and when the pained Absol started to crawl out of the hole, he again saw his opponent's hand who grabbed him by his rug and lifted the white Pokemon high and he struck with all his might against the surface of the arena, driving it deep into the white sand, and then began to strike with another unparalleled speed.
Seeing all this, Astrid screamed loudly, interrupting the duel, Warnorn, with his hands clenched to the limit, looked at her and the defeated, stunned Absol, and then, when the judges announced another victory, Astrid knelt down next to her Pokemon, Warborn fighting again with himself, and placed it on the white head. his hand healing Absol, turning off all his pain, when Absol opened his ruby eyes wide, he and Astrid saw the face of a man who, with his eyes closed and his lip bitten, was whispering something, after all, when he opened his brown eyes, he shot up into the sky, leaving behind what he loved so much. it was tiring, the gratitude of his friends, of whom he already had many.
- oh Absol, I was so afraid for you, this, this, what it was. Astrid asked, hugging her Absol.
- that's what it was. She said Serena, who together with Ash and Pikachu approached Astrid, looking at the sky after the crazy man disappearing into the unknown.
- I think I know what it was, Gary wrote to me, he is allergic to gratitude, because he can only receive bad things from the world, and good things make him feel guilty, which is on his heart and mind, so I understand why he only sought evil so much, a strange mad man. Ash said with his green cell phone raised in his right hand.
Of course, Warborn didn't just have friends, he also had many enemies, including the most influential one who was now sitting in his room at a large black desk watching TV and another final fight, his furious black eyes boiling with hatred, his bald forehead full of drops. sweat and his white suit was shaking with rage as much as Horton himself.
- you will pay me for everything, one day I will find a way to reach you, one day I will find a way, for my sons, you can be sure, if I have to, it will utopia the whole world so that you can see your defeat, I will get you somehow, you can be sure of that!. Horton shouted at the top of his lungs and his anger, hateful words, emanating evil, reached the alert ears that were most sensitive to this type of evil energy and owl today, it even seemed that this was what the unknown observer was waiting for, listening to the voice of the inhabitants of the island Rakon, the observer who watched the world in the darkest darkness and the new shock that would come to the south in the coming days.
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The feeling of guilt usually results from when someone does something bad and has a particle of good in him, but who is a person who feels guilt after others sincerely praise him or thank him, so who is a Warborn who looks for evil, evil is not in his able to hurt, and what is good does not believe, but when it believes and sees, it feels guilty.
There are many questions, but in the shadow of the world of Pokemon, another shadow is constantly slipping through, and with it a threat that originated in the southern Galdin Peninsula, and the consequences will soon hit the naive fools, that is already certain.