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[attr="class","adrianscroll"]Adrian became saturated with psychokinetic energies as the kadabra about-faced towards him, its clawed hand raised at him channeling the flow of its power, lifting him off the ground into the air. Its eyes were aglow in the dim lighting as the clawed hand began clenching shut, by which point the trainer was already scrambling in panic. "Hey, stop—Kadabra!"[break][break]

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As the clawed hand began clenching into a fist, Adrian could feel his wind pipe closing shut, unable to breathe as the disturbed pokemon began to squeeze the life out of him with its mental prowess. Suspended in air his legs kicked frantically, his arms flailing as he tried to grasp at a force that wasn't physical. As time went on the pressure became worse, until he could feel his heart beating in futility, his blood circulation nearly obstructed in its entirety.

The kadabra's fist began to twist, and he could feel something begin to torque his head in the same notion. It was going to snap his neck, finishing him off. He wanted to resist, but Adrian was helpless before it, and would've died if not suffered paralysis.[break][break]

A silhouette rose high above kadabra's unattended flank, a massive tail checking the small stature of kadabra into the ground with extreme prejudice. Tyranitar had paid back its betrayal with its own malice, freeing Adrian from the kadabra's influence, causing him to collapse to the ground with an oomph. While he hacked up his lungs and tried to take a breath, feeling lightheaded from having very nearly been choked unconscious, Adrian leered towards the kadabra with malcontent. Tyranitar stood guard, making no other move except to stand watch over the fainted kadabra.[break][break]

Once Adrian got his bearings, he clambered up to his feet, stamping his way over to the pokemon. "You f@#%'ing absolute menace," be seethed through a hushed tone, lifting a boot as he stood over the kadabra, allowing his adrenaline to do the thinking. He stomped on its bruised body, strike after strike, bludgeoning the miscreant until even tyranitar looked at him with unease.[break][break]

It wasn't until his pokemon tugged him out of his fight-or-flight induced stupor that he realized what he had done, what he was doing to this pokemon. Yes it had tried to kill him, but he could've... it didn't... No. This was all the affiliate's fault from the black market. They'd sold Adrian a stolen pokemon without so much as a warning whether it'd try to kill him. But the truth was, this was Adrian's scapegoat.[break][break]

He'd illegally bought a pokemon, only to end up murdering it. And now, as he realized the lengths of his crime, he had to clean up the mess. Adrian looked around cautiously, hoping nobody had seen what had been going on.

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[attr="class","adrianscroll"]Shit. Someone had seen.[break][break]

By the looks of it they'd seen the whole ordeal unfold, although Adrian couldn't be too sure. Their words weighed heavily enough on him as it was, and he could hardly bring himself to fire back with his usual witty retorts. This wasn't like him; to be brutalizing pokemon, skulking around in the dark incognito... it hadn't been what he'd intended for himself, or the kadabra.[break][break]

There was no verbal response. Retrieving tyranitar in its pokeball and scooping the kadabra into his arm, cradling it against himself, he used the other hand and brought it to his mouth to whistle for Howitzer to return to his side. Wherever she'd run off to in the time since he'd let her out he didn't know, but it didn't take her long to come hurtling back to his side.[break][break]

Climbing onto her back, he grabbed a hold of her fur and dug his heel into her side to spur her forward. He'd head back to that shanty where he'd done business with the black market, and try to hold them responsible if he could. But failing that, as much as he hated to say it; he knew a guy who'd take it off his hands. It almost made him feel guilty about it...[break][break]

But it wasn't his fault, the kadabra had forced his hand, he kept telling himself. They should've warned him, Adrian would repeat to himself with increasing vindication.