《Pokémon High》Bored
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I reached out my hand as much as I could, mentally begging Alain to come back. I was so scared. I didn't know what was going on. I had no idea why these people wanted to hurt my brothers, and me so badly. I didn't even know why or how I got out here in the first place. Did wonder too far away again?
No matter how much I tried I couldn't get a single word out. My body would not respond. Just what exactly happened to me that I could have gotten in such a state. Everything beneath my waist was completely numb while everything else was too slow to respond. I could feel my eyes begin to fill with tears. My vision blurred making everything cloudy.
'I just want to go home.' I thought, as the tears rolled down my cheeks. Suddenly the sound of Charizard battling came from behind me. I thought that Alain defeated everyone, but it seemed there was someone else lurking, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
I tired my best to move my head towards the battle. I used my elbows to snake my body back around to where the sounds were coming from. Finally my head was in range, and I turned it to see a strange man not saying a single word, but just using his hands that his Pokemon seemed to responded to. He had a long black coat that went to about ankles while he wore a black fedora with a grey streak running around it. His hands too were covered, with black gloves, but the thing that stood out the most was the small red 'R' that lay on his pocket that was on his chest. He looked important. Like he's someone you shouldn't mess with, and I had a feeling that my brothers messed with him.
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Charizard looked as if he was struggling to defend it's self especially with out it's trainers commands. It battled a Pokemon that looked like a Rhino standing on it's hind legs. It had a drill like horn upon it's head, and a silver tail. After a second I realized the Pokemon was a Rhydon.
The strange man made a gesture, before the Rhydon charged a Charizard with it's horn spinning. "Charizard look out!" I wanted to yell, but yet again nothing came out. The Charizard grabbed the horn with both arms, and the horn spun to a stop. The man made another gesture, and it's arm began to glow. It charged it's glowing arm straight up into Charizard's stomach. The Charizard was sent flying back, but it was able to regain it's balance when it's feet touched the ground.
I stared in awe. The Pokemon was strong even without it's mega evolved form, but still. It was growing slow. Without Alain the Charizard was barely holding it's own.
Charizard shook his head, as if he was shaking off the damage it took. Rhydon clearly was barely getting warmed up.
I knew the battle was going to be a long one. With Charizard's fiery spirit, it wasn't going down easy. I found my eyes were glued to the battle, as the two Pokemon knocked each other back and forth. The man showed no emotion on his face, as he continued to make simple hand gestures. He looked almost, bored.
The Rhydon charged at Charizard with it's arm glowing, and, in response, Charizard flew into the air, and used it's flamethrower. The Rhydon just barley dogged, obtaining no damage. I began to worry. This battle defiantly wasn't in Charizard's favor. It was beginning to look tired. It's shoulders slightly rising, and falling as it death stared at it's opponent. Sweat streamed down it's face, and dotted it's brow line. It was clearly struggling. Rhydon on the other hand didn't seem to be tired. It stared at Charizard with blank expression. It looked exactly like it's trainer. Bored.
To be Continued
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