The Vagabond.

Chapter 20: Last Breath.

Krash stared at the other Lucario standing right in front of him, his own mouth hung open with drool dripping out of it.

They looked older, more experienced, battle scarred even. He had multiple scars running up and down his body, one even going in a spiral.

With what little Krash could use of his clear mind at the moment, he found out their name- Kunji. He was the head of security, apparently.

The younger Lucario stretched his paw out towards him, gripping the air and pulling the aura out of his body.

...Or at least, that's what's supposed to happen. And yet, nothing. Try as he might, pull as hard as he can, Krash could not harm him.

This, of course, meant very big trouble for him. His time was ticking down rather fast, and with a distraction in the form of Kunji, he was sure to timeout.

He growled, a deep and low sound escaping from deep within his throat. He shook his head, grinning widely with an open mouth.

To his surprise, Kunji put his own paw out and made a 'stop' gesture. He shook his own head. "Don't do it, mate."

His words only served as fuel to the younger Lucario's fire, as he laughed loudly at the older one. "Do you honestly think you can beat a GOD?!"

Kunji sighed, putting his other paw up as well and posting up in a fighting stance. getting ready for any attack. "Don't be surprised if I am."

And just like that, Krash leaped at his opponent, trying to grab their shoulders and ride them like a pony, failing miserably when they suplexed him easily over their shoulder.

He came crashing down, his head hitting hard against the concrete floor and bouncing lightly. Kunji sprung up and changed his stance to a more defensive one.

Now, instead of his paws being in front of himself and getting ready to attack like coiled springs, they resembled an immovable wall.

Krash got up with a loud grunt, obviously hurt from the head-on collision with the floor. He looked up at his adversary with a wicked grin.

"That was good, I'll give you that... But you're still not going to best me!" He howled out as he pushed himself forward, aiming to grab the Lucario's legs.

He succeeded this time, with Kunji falling down on the floor with the younger Lucario on top of his legs, restraining him tightly.

His eyes slithered all over the other's body, eventually stopping on their eyes and grinning wildly. "There's no running now!"

Kunji felt as the warm blood pouring from Krash's open stomach poured down like a waterfall on his legs, making him shudder slightly.

In a beat, he managed to fire a quick aura-driven Force Palm straight at his opponent, knocking him off and sending him flying backwards.

He crashed against a metal pipe, bending it out of shape and breaking it off at a connection with another. An idea came to the younger one's mind.

If he can manage to get past Kunji's defences with one heavy attack, the rest should be a piece of cake! Or, well, at least in theory.

Setting the plan in motion, Krash ripped the pipe straight from the wall and stood up, his grin never leaving his muzzle for a moment.

He held it in both his paws, drawing it back and into the air and preparing to deliver a powerful attack that was sure to topple Kunji. 

He gave a battle cry, charging straight into his adversary and swinging it wildly side-to-side. He closed his eyes, waiting for a groan or scream of pain.