34 No Game, No Life (1/2)
”Do I- do I have superpowers now?!”, Atiqo talked excitedly to himself. Of course, flight and super strength would have been a more favourable pick for him, but he accepted this mysterious force anyway as long as it helped him survive this ordeal!
But just as these thoughts crossed his mind, his head felt a slight headache coming his way, dampening his elated mood a little.
He needed to press his hand on it a little, and the pain was eliviated by small bit.
”Is this the payback ...?”, he murmured weakly. He wasn't an Otaku just for show, he knew there wasn't a free breakfast and a warm meal without a price.
But as long as his pain could be kept under control, it wasn't enough to stop him from using this strange power. He needed it, or else it would be over with him anyway.
A strange memory flashed briefly before his eyes ... it was from Arthur, right after the end of his battle with that snobby boy, it was the same headache he had felt back then!
Of course Atiqo couldn't be exactly sure of that, and this wasn't the right time for these questions either.
He had achieved his goal of stunning the Zubat, and preventing it from taking any actions against him or the Sniebel. Yet that wasn't enough to knock it out completely, small chance!
He just bought Team Sniebel a few more seconds that they could gamble for survival!
While the Zubat was still hovering unsettled or flying around looking lost, Atiqo took this chance to shout at Sniebel:
”Hey! You there! What are you doing, hurry up and finish up the Houndour, I will deal with this Zubat!”
The Sniebel saw everything that had happened from the moment the Zubat got shot down until now and it still didn't understand how that weak human child could stall that damnable enemy and keep standing as lively as he did right now!
But now that one annoying Pokemon was taken care of, he could finally ...
Sniebel's eyes turned into slits and focused on the Houndour in his front. The Houndour suddenly felt a shiver coming from the depths of its soul. Those eyes reminded the Houndour ... of a Pokemon looking at a dead prey ready to get devoured!
Before it could react, or let out an intimidating roar so that Sniebel shouldn't have any thoughts, it suddenly disappeared in front of Houndour!
Where?!
The Houndour didn't see Sniebel in its field of view anymore, turned around and couldn't find traces of its enemy either! Where was it?! Any second longer in the unknown, felt like death creeping nearer towards his life!
Then an idea popped up in its minds, slowly moving its head up it saw Sniebel jumping on its back in that same moment!
But to no avail! The Sniebel didn't let go at all, deeply burying its grip onto Houndour's neck.
Houndour felt as if a noose was gradually tightening around his neck, attempting to rip his head apart from its main body!
It knew that those claws were dangerously sharp to get close to, but their gripping strength was a whole different thing!
Of course it was natural for such strength to lie in Sniebel's claws, they were his main weapons after all, and in addition his only mobility tools in possession. Climbing and moving from tall, massive trees, mountains, hills ...etc., without sufficient strength in their claws they would easily risk falling into an early death!
A mere Houndour trying to break away from a Snibel's grip? A blissful dream at best! The most Houndour could hope for was its skin and flesh miraculously falling off his body, but that might have been just as bad or even worse.
Sniebel saw his chance coming, and even though Houndour's desperate attempts to free itself injured Sniebel a little, it wasn't enough to escape its fate!
Sniebel raised its wounded claw, blood still dripping down from the fresh injuries, closed its long single claws together into a spear-looking paw, gathered all the strength it had left and visciously targeted a specific spot at Houndour's back!
Sniebel's tremor senses were still fine in its left paw, and by grabbing the Houndour on its neck Sniebel simultaneously located the place of Houndour's pumping heart!
Houndour's skin wasn't made of cookies or cake, it still offered great resistance towards all kinds of elemental or physical attacks, but in front of Sniebel's sharp thrust which had a clear target, Houndour's skin gave in after only a couple seconds!
Of course this success didn't come without a price, Sniebel had to use its already crippled right paw, in addition to all the pain Sniebel needed to endure during this assault, its right claws were in an even worse state right now.
Blood gushed out from the Houndour's back, as if a water geyser had sprung up from the ground, and the Sniebel, whose claws were still stuck in that back, was covered in a bloody red aura of a murderer!
A recovery was impossible, the heart was pierced through with a huge amount of strength, so much so that the muscle tissues couldn't help but burst apart like bubbles!
”Grooouuurrr ...rrrrr...”, it let out a last miserable growl before collapsing on all of its limbs, its fate already sealed in dead cold stone.
At the same time, Hazel who was watching from a bit farther away suddenly felt immense pain hitting him from the back of his head, and as time passed it worsened until he fell on his knees and blood spurted out from his mouth!
He knew it deep down, his Houndour had died! It was truly dead now! The pact was destroyed after its death and it was him who had to suffer from the repercussions the most!
”GrrrrrAAAAAAAAAAAARRGH!”, he let out a scream filled with all his anger and frustrations. His face had paled greatly because of the sudden shock, but it didn't stop his emotions from running wild at all!
But why did he feel so emotional rigth now? Was he grieving for his dead partner? Was it because of the way it had died? No!
It was because of the money! All the resources Hazel poured into raising that Houndour, all the investments he had taken up ... all had now turned into losses instead!
The Houndour should have been his main Pokemon, a beast that would protect him at all times and stay by his side! It could have evolved into a mighty Houndoom and helped him take over Viridian City!
Yes, deep down in his heart Hazel was an unscrupulous yet ambitious man! He dreamed of building up his own team of rogues and enter the struggles for power in Kanto's underworld, vanquishing all the other dark organisations and sitting on the throne only worthy for monarchs!
That Houndour was his ticket to ultimate power but now ... that dream crumbled into dust.
...
Atiqo currently busy with Zubat heard someone scream and looked in the direction the wails came from.
He saw Hazel in a disastrous state crying pitifully on the ground.
”What happened to that guy?”, he wondered. Minutes earlier he was acting all high and mighty, spouting nonsense about killing him and Sniebel and now he layed there weeping like a baby?
Suddenly he noticed something weird ... the silence! What about the battle?!
His mind had been constantly preoccupied with stalling Zubat, so much that he forgot the main battle deciding about his life!