Poetic Justice (Pt2)

Story by Blakkfox on SoFurry

, , , , , , ,

#3 of Pokemon

A post-apocalyptic Kanto where Pokemon contracted a virus that reanimated their corpses.

Misty and her Kabutops meet someone unexpected.


"Hmph." Misty grunted, looking down at her very blue victim, throwing the bloodied towel on his soaked chest. She picked up her rusted machete and turned to where the Bayleef had once been, only to find him missing. She glanced around at her surroundings, before relaxing and sheathing her blade. "Smarter than he looked," She mused, before walking back to her scythed pokemon. "Good job, Kabu. Pike 'em, will you?" The enormous fossil creature nodded and stabbed one of her scythes in the body and proceeded to drag the blue one off.

______

Flynn had been coasting on thermals all day, his hawk-like gaze searching for dinner, without much success. His stomach growled and whined, making a grimace form on his delicate and elegant features. "Ugh, whatever." He groaned under his breath as he turned around to head back. Misty had always sent him on such BORING tasks. Flynn, scan for threats. Flynn, go gather useless human garbage. Flynn, carry this. Flynn, carry that. He could feel the frustration growing in his chest. But he didn't want to deal with an angry Misty, so to satisfy her orders, he did a quick circling around her location when something glinted in the morning sun.

Nothing glinted anymore. Everything was a disgusting rust brown and faded gray. As he glided closer, his eagle vision found the source. A large brown and gray scythed creature stood at the edge of the forest, along with a dark-skinned raggedy human next to it...and they were spying on Misty, who was having too much fun in an unfortunate and disgusting bloodbath.

This bitch, though.

Flanking them, he dove into an opening in the dense forest and expertly, his dual wings carried him silently under the canopy towards the unknowing human. Okay. Quick. Quick. He ensured himself, knowing full-well how deadly-fast the shellfish pokemon were. Closer and closer his target became.

Taking a deep breath, he plunged forward and grabbed the human, before opening his wings and flapping them hard to get as far away as he could from the enormous blades he knew were right behind him. He darted, narrowly avoiding the attacking creature with each loud slash, the slicing blades ringing in the air centimeters behind him. There, ahead, he saw KabuKabu and the giant orange target that was Mistys' head. Heaving the human towards her, he dropped him and flew past. Misty gasped in surprise at the sudden flurry and lashed the blade out, as her eyes went from the human to the speeding and raging Kabutops about to slash her in two.

SHINK!

Sparks flew as scythes met with scythes, the grinding of the opposing blades feeling like nails on a chalkboard. Kabu had appeared in a split second, face to face with an equally large male of her species. Flynn landed next to her, his voice thick with distaste.

"Eww Misty, looks like you got a stalker. Can we eat him?" The togerens' voice was smooth and melodic-like a bright red lily in the midst of a smoke and concrete world.

Mistys' wild gaze met with the human before her, who had leaped back from her, scootching frantically away on his hands and rear. But the redhead couldn't scrounge up any words as she stared incredulously at him. Her heartbeat was erratic and her palms began to sweat as her mind raced.

"Misty?"

How could he be alive?! She had gone to Pewter, and found the entire town butchered. Many of the bodies were unrecognizable piles of meat and bone. The gym was demolished. Even Brocks' old home was just...gone. She had assumed that he had either been evacuated or among the many bodies in the town nestled between the mountains. Back then, she was still making markers for her fallen friends, and had left a small pile of stones next to his home, with a smooth rock that had his name carved into it, lying on the top of the mound.