Un-natural power
Nyrox had been confined to his den for three days. Unable to sneak of and try to fight, he lay in his den, his anger increasing as the days go by. He had even lost it and snapped at Vara.
* * *
"Stay still Nyrox," Vara fussed as she tried to bandage his paw.
"I'm fine." Grumbled Nyrox moodily, staring at the bottom of the den.
"Are you alright?" She asked concerned noting that Nyrox's mood has seriously changed.
"I'm fine." He replied not caring.
He wasn't flinching at all as Vara pressed down on his wound. She was sure she could stitch it with him awake and it wouldn't cause him any pain.
"Nyrox..." She began but Nyrox snapped. His head whipped around and stared at her.
"I'm fucking alright! Ok?" He snarled at her.
Vara went quiet and carried on fixing his wound. Nyrox turned his head away and stared at the bottom on the den again.
After she finished, she left him alone. He had gone through a tough time. She probably did push him a bit too much.
* * *
Nyrox tore through the bandages with his teeth. He's going back. Back to show that Scyther.
With each passing day he was losing himself. He was finding it harder to sleep at night. Sometimes he would awake from a nightmare, seeing his father brutally killing his mother. Her screams echoed in his head. Even when he was awake he could still hear her screams.
This promise of killing his father, was slowly consuming his whole life.
His train of thought was broken when he bumped into a Chikorita.
"Hey watch it!" He shouted at Nyrox.
"What ever." Nyrox replied and carried on walking away.
"Don't you..." Began the Chikorita.
Snap!
Nyrox swung the backside of his paw into the Chikorita's face, knocking him back several feet.
Nyrox stopped. Did he just do that?
The Chikorita got to his feet.
"You'll..." He began again.
"Shut up!" Nyrox screamed and threw himself at him.
He swung his right paw, with his claws drawn, and raked his face. He then threw himself up onto his hind paws and brought both his forepaws down on the Chikorita's heads, smashing it into the ground.
Nyrox panted a little. Where had this power come from?
The Chikorita got up a little dazed and threw a Razor Leaf at Nyrox. But he only rolled under it and charged past the Chikorita.
As he charged past him he gripped his leaf with his teeth and tore pretty much all of it off, leaving only the stem.
Nyrox spat the leaf out and turned back around to face the Chikorita. He was now breathing heavier; his lips peeled back bearing his fangs. His eyes had a maddened stare and un-nerved the Chikorita a little.
Nyrox dug his claws into the ground, threw back his head and let out a loud dirge-like howl. He lowered his head and run straight at The Chikorita.
The Chikorita turned and attempted to run, but Nyrox ran straight into him, smashing him into nearby rock.
He moved away and let his senseless body slump to the floor.
A small crowd had gathered around the fight and a Charmeleon ran out at Nyrox.
Nyrox heard him and wheeled around and slashed across his stomach. The Charmeleon flinched in pain, and as he did, Nyrox jumped up and bit his arm.
The Charmeleon yelped in pain and tried to shake him off, but Nyrox only bit down harder, breaking his skin, making him bleed.
Nyrox let go finally and landed perfectly on all fours, facing Charmeleon.
He cringed in pain and held his arm trying to stop the bleeding. Nyrox grinned, showing his teeth, which still had the Charmeleon's blood on them.
Nyrox jumped towards him. He landed on his left forepaw and used his left forepaw to spin himself around in a full circle, making his lower body smack into the Charmeleon.
The Charmeleon stumbled backwards; Nyrox ran at him and threw his body at him. His right side hit the Charmeleon and Nyrox bounced off him and once again landed perfectly on his left side.
The Charmeleon stumbled and fell in front of him.
Nyrox walked up to him, stood on his back, making sure he dug his claws into him. He glared at the crowd around him and growled out to them
"Who's the next contestant?"
As Nyrox glared at everyone there, there was a face he didn't recognize.
Vara was amongst the crowd shocked at what he had become. She had seen the whole thing.
To be continued.
* * *
"Stay still Nyrox," Vara fussed as she tried to bandage his paw.
"I'm fine." Grumbled Nyrox moodily, staring at the bottom of the den.
"Are you alright?" She asked concerned noting that Nyrox's mood has seriously changed.
"I'm fine." He replied not caring.
He wasn't flinching at all as Vara pressed down on his wound. She was sure she could stitch it with him awake and it wouldn't cause him any pain.
"Nyrox..." She began but Nyrox snapped. His head whipped around and stared at her.
"I'm fucking alright! Ok?" He snarled at her.
Vara went quiet and carried on fixing his wound. Nyrox turned his head away and stared at the bottom on the den again.
After she finished, she left him alone. He had gone through a tough time. She probably did push him a bit too much.
* * *
Nyrox tore through the bandages with his teeth. He's going back. Back to show that Scyther.
With each passing day he was losing himself. He was finding it harder to sleep at night. Sometimes he would awake from a nightmare, seeing his father brutally killing his mother. Her screams echoed in his head. Even when he was awake he could still hear her screams.
This promise of killing his father, was slowly consuming his whole life.
His train of thought was broken when he bumped into a Chikorita.
"Hey watch it!" He shouted at Nyrox.
"What ever." Nyrox replied and carried on walking away.
"Don't you..." Began the Chikorita.
Snap!
Nyrox swung the backside of his paw into the Chikorita's face, knocking him back several feet.
Nyrox stopped. Did he just do that?
The Chikorita got to his feet.
"You'll..." He began again.
"Shut up!" Nyrox screamed and threw himself at him.
He swung his right paw, with his claws drawn, and raked his face. He then threw himself up onto his hind paws and brought both his forepaws down on the Chikorita's heads, smashing it into the ground.
Nyrox panted a little. Where had this power come from?
The Chikorita got up a little dazed and threw a Razor Leaf at Nyrox. But he only rolled under it and charged past the Chikorita.
As he charged past him he gripped his leaf with his teeth and tore pretty much all of it off, leaving only the stem.
Nyrox spat the leaf out and turned back around to face the Chikorita. He was now breathing heavier; his lips peeled back bearing his fangs. His eyes had a maddened stare and un-nerved the Chikorita a little.
Nyrox dug his claws into the ground, threw back his head and let out a loud dirge-like howl. He lowered his head and run straight at The Chikorita.
The Chikorita turned and attempted to run, but Nyrox ran straight into him, smashing him into nearby rock.
He moved away and let his senseless body slump to the floor.
A small crowd had gathered around the fight and a Charmeleon ran out at Nyrox.
Nyrox heard him and wheeled around and slashed across his stomach. The Charmeleon flinched in pain, and as he did, Nyrox jumped up and bit his arm.
The Charmeleon yelped in pain and tried to shake him off, but Nyrox only bit down harder, breaking his skin, making him bleed.
Nyrox let go finally and landed perfectly on all fours, facing Charmeleon.
He cringed in pain and held his arm trying to stop the bleeding. Nyrox grinned, showing his teeth, which still had the Charmeleon's blood on them.
Nyrox jumped towards him. He landed on his left forepaw and used his left forepaw to spin himself around in a full circle, making his lower body smack into the Charmeleon.
The Charmeleon stumbled backwards; Nyrox ran at him and threw his body at him. His right side hit the Charmeleon and Nyrox bounced off him and once again landed perfectly on his left side.
The Charmeleon stumbled and fell in front of him.
Nyrox walked up to him, stood on his back, making sure he dug his claws into him. He glared at the crowd around him and growled out to them
"Who's the next contestant?"
As Nyrox glared at everyone there, there was a face he didn't recognize.
Vara was amongst the crowd shocked at what he had become. She had seen the whole thing.
To be continued.