Eeveelution Squad: Denith Edition

ES:DE Chapter 26.5 Arc 5: The Help.

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

Outer Voice: Denith: "Hello!"

Inner Voice: Denith: 'Hello!'

Actions: *Introduces himself*

Character introductions: [Denith]

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

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

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In the legendary city, Tarakona was casually flying around, She was being tailed by Winged Denith™. She didn't look back at him, keeping her gaze straight while talking.

Tarakona: "Soo... You want my help finding Palkia."

Denith: "Yes, again, I'm sorry about what I did, but I need more information on the fabric of space."

Tarakona: "And why should I help you? I'm still pretty ticked about what happened."

Denith: "There's food in the human world one could only dream of eating."

Tarakona quickly turned around.

Tarakona: "I'm convinced. Though, finding Palkia is going to be the easy part."

Denith notices a smaller Rayquaza looking at him from a distance.

Denith: "What's the hard part?"

Tarakona: "Convincing her not to obliterate you for already screwing with the fabric of reality."

Denith: "Her?" 'Another deviation from the comic? That-WOAH.'

Denith could feel a massive spike of sudden dread. Something was behind him.

Tarakona: "But hey, if anyone... can... oh."

Tarakona dragged off as she looked up. Denith looked behind him and found where the dread had come from.

Palkia: "You've got balls of steel to show up here, interloper."

Denith was vaguely aware of a warning the system gave. Something about extreme bloodlust.

Denith: "Heeey there, any chance you would not try to kill me for-"

Palkia grabbed and squeezed him.

*Squeak*

Denith: *Strained* "That's a no."

Palkia looked at him with the glare of a lifetime, as if she was trying to kill him with nothing but sheer will.

Palkia: "Do you even remotely know how much damage you've caused!?"

Tarakona: "W-Woah, Woah, he didn't-"

Palkia: "Silence."

Tarakona: "Yes ma'am."

Palkia: "Why don't you run along as I have a chat with your pal here."

Tarakona clamped her mouth shut. And flew away, worriedly looking at Denith. The smaller Rayquaza from earlier followed her direction.

Denith practically turned into liquid to escape Palkia's grasp. He stood on her arm, now completely aware of the shit he was in.

Denith: "Look I just need your help."

Palkia bellowed out a laugh, Denith's face fell.

Palkia: "Forget balls of steel, you've got orbs of fucking titanium!"

She flicked him off her arm, Denith once more taking flight.

Palkia: "Why would I, Protector of Space, help one of the mons whose caused a good 78% of my problems?!"