Liz (the story teller) Growlithe, Evil Boy, Scyther
Saturday, October 14, 2000
The GiftChapter 5 Fear swept over my body as I watched the evil grin on the boy's face. I was horrified, and he knew it. "GROWL GROWL!" The yippy sounds of the young Growlithe could be heard as he darted around the evil boy. Those evil eyes darted back and forth, watching the young pup ever so closely, a grin smeared across his face. "We have to exterminate little troubles like you, like bugs." He said, glaring at me and then to the puppy. Suddenly, with in an instant, he reached down and picked up the squirming puppy with his strong hand. It yelped and fought, but boy was too strong, and the Growlithe noticed it, there fore it stopped fighting. "Good boy, we'll kill you soon enough." The strange person said, with that he took a pokeball and let out a fighting machine. A dark green and raving-mad Scyther. I gasped in horror; I knew what was coming with those huge blades the Scyther was equipped withat birth. Suddenly, I was filled with a memory. FLASH I was watching Arcanine being beaten by the creature, that creature. I ran to Arcanine to help, but couldn't because of thatcreature.FLASH I was brought back to reality, to see the Scyther ready tofinish off the puppy. To me, that Growlithe was now just like my Arcanine, I had to help it. I rushed forward; running as fast as my legs could carry me. It never took long when I collided into the boy, knocking him backwards and causing him to drop the young pup. I quickly rolled off the boy and scuttled to get to my feet, but I felt strong, icy cold hands pushing down on my shoulders, keeping me pinned to the sidewalk. I closed my eyes and kicked my legs as hard as I could but it seemed to have no effect on the evil guy, finally I stopped struggling and opened my eyes to see him glaring down at me. His face was closer now and I could see finer details in his face. He had short scruffy black hair and had dark brown eyes, they almost seemed to have a reddish tint to them. I took some notice of other things about his skin, there were 3 tiny, but long scars over his left eye, almost like a cat scratch, also his skin seemed to be smooth, almost too smooth and soft, but nothing about the smooth appearance made him look nice. "LET GO!" I yelled, again trying to free myself but this boy was surprisingly strong. He just laughed, a quiet, small gigglish laugh, his tone was low, almost sounding robotic. Like those computer voices, but what ever sound his tone was, it clearly indicated he was evil. "I was thinking of letting you leave, but I see that clearly isn't an option." He said, pushing me harder to the sidewalk. "You must know of our little secret, so it would just be too hard to let you go." I glared at him, know what? I had no clue what so ever about what he was talking about. "Scyther! Take care of this… this foolish girl." He then motioned with his hand and the Scyther flew over to me, I knew what those blades were going to do. "Scy? SCYTHER!" The bug shrieked as he drew back his long, curved blade. Suddenly, with great speed he rushed at me, the blade glistening in the sunlight. I closed my eyes, expecting any moment to feel the pain and agony of the blade cutting me up, the end of me, the death. I didn't even know what or who they were, or why they even were killing me. I closed my eyes harder, not making a sound or a fatal attempt to get away, any moment know that Scyther would slice me like cutting a soft, moist cake. I heard a "CLANG" and for a split second I thought that was my bone against blade, but I felt no pain. I opened my eyes and gasped, there standing right over me, was [i]my[/i] Scyther. He had his blades held against the evil Scyther. I quietly slipped out from beneath my but pokemon and quickly stood up behind. I had completely forgotten about my brave warrior, Scyther. I still had him attached to my belt when I left. The evil boy looked horrified, like he never expected this to happen. My Scyther had managed to push his to the ground and now was slashing the evil bug furiously. My pokemon was winning! The evil Scyther was now sweating and looked like he was meeting death, he was tired out and poorly trained for battle against another. "No! This can't be! I see I have to take matters into my OWN hands!" The boy roared, and his deep brown eyes almost instantly turned red. I gasped; he looked devil like, as a flaming red aura started to glow around him, growing rapidly fast. I wondered at first if it was fire, but you could see through the red color so it couldn't be. I heard my Scyther's cry and looked at him, he was starting to lose! The evil Scyther had tripped him and now was slashing my Scyther pretty badly, the slashes getting stronger every second. Suddenly I saw the young puppy, growling and running around madly. It dawned on me, that Growlithe was trying to distract the boy. I gazed at the boy, then to his Scyther and back again. "Every time the red glow around the boy gets bigger, his Scyther grows stronger." I thought, finally putting two and two together. It looked painful, the boy was yelling, and was obviously doing some hard work to get his Scyther up to strength. My Scyther was losing the battle, more so every time that Scyther hit another blow to him. "GROWL! GROWL GROOOOOOOOOOOOOW!" I heard the Growlithe bark, then let out a low howl. I turned to see that the blue-eyed Growlithe had blown out a powerful fire blast, and that his eyes were not glowing gold anymore. I heard a painful cry and eyed the boy, he was hit by the blast and now the red glow was gone. "That fire blast was powerful!" I thought, then turned to see my Scyther was still losing, he had taken too many blows. Then, I had an idea, but it would only work if poor Scyther could use the last of his strength, if he had any left. "Oh well, I hope this works." I said, then yelled with all the force I could, "SCYTHER, push the enemy away from you!" Scyther looked at me and then nodded, he bent his knees and then kicked the enemy Scyther in the gut with all the force he could manage. A sickening, "thud" could be heard as my Scyther's foot made contact. The sudden blow knocked the evil bug back a couple of feet. Just enough, to do the final move. "GROWLITHE, use you fire blast at that Scyther!" I said, pointing to the evil Scyther. Growlithe looked at me, and then with quick, lighting-fast bolts of speed he ran close and then leaped into the air. "GRROOOWWWWWWWL!" He let out an eerie howl that echoed all around, and then fire poured out of his mouth and hit the Scyther dead on. "SCYYYY!" It screamed as the fire burned all around him, the force of the fire also knocking it onto the sidewalk hard. The enemy bug gasped for breath as the fire burned all around him, but there was nothing he could do. The fire blast was simply too powerful. The Scyther's chest rose and fell a couple times, and then he collapsed and wasfainted. "No! This can't be you pests!" The boy glared, gazing at the Growlithe then to my Scyther who was sprawled onto the floor, exhausted from the tiring battle. Finally he rest his dark gaze on me, I could feel the hate pulsing through his blood, his evil blood. "The force is weak I tell you that! Especially when they're fatal attempts were you and that stupid mutt!" He said, and continued to glare at me. "Mark my words, this is not over until you and your stupid dog's bodies lay dead on the ground!" With those words, his eyes glowed a pulsating black, and he suddenly disappeared, vanished with out a trace. I immediately looked to my injured Scyther and quickly called him back into his pokeball. He was so loyal, so brave; it broke my heart to see him like that. As I was running to the Pokemon Center, the young Growlithe at my side, I began to think. I knew that some person, or persons were after that Growlithe and me. I just had a clue that the recent events weren't just your normal bad guy battles, this was something much more, nothing close to Team Rocket. "That puppy, he's not normal either, that's for sure." I thought, turning my head to look at the puppy's eyes. "No, that was obvious when I first saw him, he's definitely not your normal pup." The power of his fire blast was unbelievable, especially figuring that he was only a puppy, probably barely 4 months old! There was something behind all this, I mean what was that guy talking about? I mean come on, the "force"; this isn't any Star Wars movie guy, definitely not. It was all confusing, losing my Arcanine, the sudden appearance of this mysterious Growlithe, and now this weirdo who comes and try's tokill me. What was even scarier was that I was beginning to except the fact that I could die any time. That boy could come with more pokemon, or that creature could even come to get this Growlithe. They all could come and try to kill me any second. What scared me the most though, was that I didn't even know why.