Crabhammer glowing, it tried to end me but was tackled off by Fly. It crabhammered her instead and jumped back at me while I was scooting away. Another night ssh started forming and I tried rolling to the side as it flew. The night ssh extended and it was going for my neck when a Sneasel quick attacked it. I stood up and saw a Treeko coming towards me. I started running as best I could away, fumbling with one hand for Fly's ball.

  3 more assaints blocked my path, each with a night ssh as they surrounded me. I pulled out my knife and recalled Fly. I released her near to me as I pushed aside a Shinx that jumped me but a Gligar got on my backpack and was tearing into it.

  I shouted for help from other people and tried to shake it off but its feet squeezed harder and its tail poked in between my ribs and punctured them from my right side. I felt the dark TE enter my body and gush towards my heart through those holes. NO! IT WOULD NOT END LIKE THIS!

  I smmed my back against the ground and the Gligar got stunned into releasing me. I rolled off of it and sshed with my knife at the Meowth. It parried and tossed away my knife but I just twisted on the ground and kicked it. Looking up I saw the final Treeko rushing my head as Fly tackled a Cubchoo so I sat up and used my backpack as a shield to block the first attack. I donkey kicked it before a Sneasel rushed me. I held my hands over my head to protect it but the strike never nded. It's on my side ya dummy.

  Standing in pain I felt my rib punctures stretch and leak blood. I turned to see the Sneasel fighting off the Gligar I body smmed so I started running. I ran towards Ian as fast as I could, calling out to him and slinging the shredded backpack to the side. I made it to him and grabbed his hilt. A man was running at me and released a Houndour who attacked with dark pulse. Help from the police force and the people responsible for this area was coming but I would have to hold him off for a bit. I dodged the interlocking pulse but tripped on the ground. I tossed Ian at it and his point made the enemy dodge sideways. Momentum gone he released more Pokemon as I stood up.

  He had many over 6, the standard for league matches and more than was legal inside city limits. I had Ian float back to me and we fought with furry cutter. I bashed aside a Dewott and jumped over a rolling Sandshrew. I leaned back and was almost caught off bance but used the pain I stayed standing.

  A Heracross night sshed at me and I got hit in the right shoulder. I switched Ian to my left and shrugged off an attempt to grab onto me. Ranged attacks fired and I blocked to the best of my ability but there were too many. I staggered back from an ember that exploded on my injured side and saw darkness beginning to creep from blood loss. FUCK NO! I MUST LIVE! Trying to reenergize myself I staggered around while protecting myself and damaging the attackers.

  Someone must have come to help because I saw a couple Pokemon trying to fend off the stronger ones that the man had. I recognized Monster, Hero, Puff, and the Sneasel from earlier who was now leading three others that I didn't recognize. The battle was chaotic and the man couldn't get closer anymore. He called something out and pulled his sleeve up to reveal a Z ring. The tter of which he attached a bck crystal to before he started performing a motion in sink with the Treeko.

  An ominous dark orb began forming before they made a shoving motion, pushing the orb towards me. Pokémon dodged out of the way and I stumbled to the side to try and escape. The darkness from the Z move kept expanding and pulling everything towards it. Ian got snatched from my hand and Puff was barely not moving towards it with everything she had. I recalled them with the st thing I remember before the explosion. I had failed.

  ...

  "Quickly, get Mercedes over here" an impatient woman's voice called.

  "Where’s a healer?!" a man yelled.

  "Jack! Jack! Go get Mercedes or nurse Joy!" the woman said.

  “Mercedes?”

  “The Blissey you dumbass!” the woman chagrined.

  "Wait! Let me through, I have a healer!" a woman's voice called. Shuffling feet and the sound of a pokeball releasing.

  ...

  "What are we going to do, he's disappeared from your Gardevoir's visions" a man who sounded familiar.

  "Of course he's disappeared, do you know how much dark type energy he took from that bst? He might not even be able to gain a skill even after he finishes resting" the same woman's voice from before.

  "Resting? You call this resting? The front of his body took a bck hole eclipse from just a couple yards away, he may not have a fever and everything is sown up but the psychological impact and head trauma may just end him now" the familiar man evaluated. "I adjusted the government bug this past week for Arceus’ sake."

  "Since all we can do is hope I want to hope for the best. Think of the people he could save from suffering. The past foretelling could still py out" the woman voiced.

  ...

  A vision.

  "Hey kiddo, how are you doing?" I look up to see my father. Tears in my eyes I run up to hug him but he disappears as a new scene pops up.

  "RUN" my dad calls from farther away from me. His Machoke is fighting off a Morgrem but appears to be losing as more and more come. A Grimmsnarl pierces her head with its body hairs. My dad is next quickly after and I start running. I trip and fall and I see a Tinkatink coming after me. It brings its hammer down in a shockwave and this time there is no guardian to stop it.

  I close my eyes and fear for the worst.

  In the darkness hear my grandmothers voice. It's soft but gradually louder.

  As the shockwave draws near it gets louder until I hear the raspy and drawn out voice clearly "fffffiiigggghhhhtttttt"

  I open my eyes and the vision changes. I start getting angry, really angry. I look around and I get even angrier, an assortment of forest Pokemon are gathered around me. A ring just staring mockingly at the small child in the center. Dead to my side is Aubree and Liam is crawling away from me saying he can't help me anymore, my siblings who protected me in the forest.

  I seethe and curl my fists, blood trickling from where my nails cut skin. This is how I used to be. I used to hate these fairy types more than anything or anyone I know. With age and time my hate faded as I got accustomed to this happening in my life until it was forgotten.

  ...

  In a different pce two men meet. "I did it boss, I think I might have killed him with the injuries and that Z ring you gave me."

  "He should be done interfering with objective 5. Good job" the boss, with tinted pink eyes, acknowledges.

  "If he ever comes back just call me up again and I'll take him out again with my team" the subordinate boasts.

  "That won't be necessary. Xatu predicts that damned shiny Gorebyss he had will be picked up by another. His status has been altered" the boss says, he begins walking away before he remembers something. "Oh, and here is the test Dominance. You will get three for such a wonderful job."

  He pulled out three golden orbs and was about to hand it to the other man when he instead whipped a glowing pink force around the man’s neck. It broke before he even struggled to breathe or tried to let out one of his many Pokemon. He fell to the ground, the hired thug had his Z-ring and crystal taken from him before the boss started walking away. The thug was well known for his swarm methods with Pokemon hidden in pin sight but all of them were too weak to escape from their pokeballs while a light pink coating held them shut.

  "Dawn may be watching more closely now. Tis a shame" he murmured before releasing a small Mamar that was see through. Eyes glowing pink, they shot out of this city like a pair of rockets through the sky with the vast power of the psychic squid before disappearing. The man was no longer needed, his purpose in separating his people from such dirty work accomplished. The Mamar thought she could have done the job better herself but when subtlety matters, him and his Pokemon were good enough to position the child correctly. Things would be smoother now.

  ...

  "fight fIght FiGht fiGHT FIGHt FIGHT FIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGHHHHTTTTTT" I hear my grandmother's voice getting louder and louder as the Pokémon stare at me. Yes Pokemon. I remember my grandmother’s words about how words have meaning. In my current state I start to understand something and a feeling washes over me.

  I begin chanting along with her as the Pokémon start colpsing in on me until I actually hear something. A little mumble that sounded like my own voice.

  "F...i.g....h..t"

  I open my eyes that feel dry, my hands hurting. I look down to see they are bleeding again from my nails but I gnce around instead. On a table beside me I see a couple get well soon cards and my backpack. It looks worse for wear from the Gligar but I can see that it didn't reach the part that would go on my back.

  I smile as I see my pokeballs next to it.

  That's right, I will fight