NIKOLAI
HE/HIM
TWENTY-FIVE
CYBER BOY
GYM LEADER
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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the scale fucking freezes.
there's no point describing the battle because it doesn't matter, not when the whole vicinity is encapsulated by a sudden SHEER COLD. the sole survivors that narrowly avoid being frozen in ice are the abomasnow and its trainer, though as the temperature continues to drop it's unclear how long either of them will last.
thawing free is one thing. surviving the cold is another.
the feeling is indescribable. numb doesn't do it enough justice because in truth, he feels nothing. it's as if time stopped for him in that moment and while he's on the edge of the ice sculpture, it does little in the grand scheme of things because he can't react. he can't thaw himself free. there's nothing he can do but to be at the mercy of his opponent's reckoning.
the bell tolls for his past crimes and finally, after all these years, someone has come to collect.
for moments, everything is silent.
the battle looks to be over.
but, complacency is a bitch.
there's no sound, no sight or any indication of what's to come. the bell might toll but it's not only for nikolai. there are more than one evil in the cavern below, and the law of the universe states that light cannot exist without darkness. the same can be said about darkness: it cannot exist without light. there needs to be a balance.
balance comes in the form of a silent ROCK SLIDE.
rocks fall simultaneously, raining down from the heavens with no indication, no signal of what's to come. at least not until it's too late. the first barrage of ROCK SLIDE falls atop the unfrozen abomasnow, crushing it like a bug. the second set falls a mere second later, looking to topple over and crush the trainer that stands there so confident, so cocky.
but it's not enough. darkness has yet to be fully challenged.
the ROCK SLIDES, while intending to kill, also serve as a distraction, a cover for what's truly behind it, hidden from sight:
an aerodactyl.
the dinosaur's IRON HEAD ignores the outcome of the ROCK SLIDES and targets only one man, regardless of what he might do. AGILITY and HEAT WAVE counteract the slowness the cold inflicts. ROCK HEAD further aids his IRON HEAD. nothing can stop him. his wings are tucked into his body and they only spread again at the very last second, mere feet away from the ground. his IRON HEAD will finish off what the ROCK SLIDE can't:
maiming the enemy.
wings spread in an instant and a loud roar shrieks across the battlefield, echoing with violent ring as aerodactyl soars across the low ground. the outcome of his onslaught doesn't matter, not now, so he doesn't even spare a glance back to look. instead, he allows the entirety of his body to heat up: molecules shift and bounce, faster and stronger, until steam starts to rise off his bare skin.
by the time aerodactyl lands, his body's counteracted the cold that's present in the cavern. he shakes his body, flaps his wings, as if preparing himself for a task that requires too much of him but he knows it's something he has to do. standing close to nikolai, he allows his body to ignite in flames.
HEAT WAVE spawns.
sizzling in nature, the piercing hot heat travels across the cold and slowly melts away at the ice that cocoons his trainer. with nothing to stop aerodactyl, the heat starts melting away, bit by bit, ever so slowly but it's reaching nikolai, and freeing him is the only thing that matters, even if aerodactyl has to give his life for it.
the bell tolls but nikolai has nothing left to give. the same can't be said about fernando.
FERNANDO SILPH |
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