Eeveelution Squad: Denith Edition

ES:DE Chapter 10.5 Arc 3: Zenith.

CHAPTER OVERHAULED

Every time I write Zenith I keep thinking of that stupid sword from Terraria. Anyway, this chapter is "10.5" because of its length. It's still important to the general story.

Please Read This. The story won't make sense otherwise.

Outer Voice: Denith: "Hello!"

Inner Voice: Denith: 'Hello!'

Actions/Sounds: *Introduces himself*

Character introductions: [Denith]

Setting Swaps: ----------

4th Wall Breaks/Swaps ~~~~~~~~~

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At the treehouse, Zenith (not Denith) was scheming. He had the perfect chance to ruin his captor's life, just as his life was ruined.

Zenith: 'Maybe I could just be a jerk in general? Nah, he could recover from that if he ever came back.'

The door creaks open as Trace walks in

Trace: "Hey Denith! How ya feeling?"

Zenith: 'For the love of Arceus, this is literally the twelfth time he's come in' "As I said thirty seconds ago, I'm fine Trace."

Trace: "But, you haven't left your room?"

Zenith: "I haven't had the chance to, because it's been five minutes since I woke up. I'll be down in a moment, just give me a damn second."

Trace didn't falter in the slightest, just happy to see his 'friend'.

Trace: "Oh, ok. Call me if you need me."

Zenith: "I will." 'I won't.'

Trace leaves the room, finally going downstairs to wait for Zenith. A voice spoke into his head.

???: 'Zenith.'

Zenith: 'Yes Admin?'

Admin: 'You're needed at the Crag Caves, some higher level explorers are there.'

Zenith: 'You need me as backup in case something goes wrong.'

Admin: 'High levels are unpredictable.'

Zenith: 'I'm on it.'

Zenith gets up from bed before heading downstairs walking past everyone who was eating breakfast.

Crystal: "Going somewhere?"

Zenith: "Out. I'll be back."

Trace: "I'll come with-"

Zenith: "No."

Zenith closes the door behind him. Black narrows his eyes.

Black: "What's his problem?"

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Trace stares at the front door, using his x-ray vision to see that, yes, no one was behind the door. It didn't matter to him though, he has all day to wait…

Speed: “Trace?”

The Luxray didn't turn towards his friend. 

Trace: “Hm?”

Speed: “Are you just… gonna sit there?”

Trace: “Till he gets back, yes.”

Speed blinked. This was becoming an obsession and he wasn't comfortable seeing his friend like this.