Some Wounds Never Heal [2015 PKMNWatties 1st in Short Story Category]

Chapter Three | I Will Protect You

Chapter Three | I Will Protect You

The fire continued to burn, this time the flames growing so intense and fiery standing even six feet away from them scorched your skin dark enough to leave it blood red after the smoke had cleared. By now, nearly all the trees were burned, left flaming on the ground to eventually die down into dust, disappearing without a trace; never seen again to the world. The dirt in which they lay, once thick, rich grass, was misshapen from the "waves" that had wrecked the land to leave it almost completely vacant. The only thing stopping the flames and the horrible bipedal creatures who had set them was a family of nine, traumatized, confused, oblivious to the extent of danger the sparks had caused.

Smoke filled the sky, darkening it so inky it should've been considered black. The air was so toxic just three sniffs could fatally end your life. It was almost impossible to see through the pollution that floated in the air, the harmful particles that flowed in massive amounts, knocking you unconscious if you were too late to escape the forest. It was too late for the nine remaining beings in this forest to escape completely safe and without no harm, too late for them all to survive. They were heedless of what was going on; the only thing the knew was that the forest, their home, was burning to the ground, and one of their own kind was unresponsive on their home ground. They hadn't experienced much of the situation, but they were already living a hell, stuck in the tornado of chaos.

The flames continued to scorch everything in sight, burning the desolate forest to the ground, viciously stripping it of life. No Pokemon remained except the family of nine in the forest, and on the outside, the humans who had burned it.

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"Is it finished off yet? I've been dying to build the new facility, for your information. What's taking so long?" A annoyed sigh echoed throughout the outskirts of the forest, holding a dangerous tint of murderous intention in its wake. The voice belonged to none other than the Blue-Haired Destroyer, a nickname given to the head of Intention Inc., a company set on "making the world a better place, one Pokemon at a time." The group was set on building a large, successful factory that made products out of whatever part of a Pokemon was useable, and the Pokemon, obviously, varied on what could be caught.

Another irritated sigh escaped from another living human being, but this time, the groan wasn't heard; it mentally sounded out through the mind of B. H. D.'s right hand man, Greyson Halvewell, second in command at Intention Inc. His stone eyes, usually stoic, burned with fiery hatred and jealousy before finally calming down; stopped by their owner at realization of what might happen if B. H. D. was looking at him. He contained himself and withheld all his emotions as he quickly thought of what to say.

"There's one bastardly family left in the forest, and if the flames don't take care of them, I've sent an armed and protected soldier out through this mess to go murder them." Greyson replied sternly, then decided he had better add to his sentence before he received harsh words of scolding. "I would estimate at this rate, with the flames as harsh as they can be, another thirty minutes or so before everything is all gone." He made sure to smile sadistically, which would bring him praise from his master.

"Very well. Just make sure it's only thirty minutes," Answered the "king". And with that, he walked off, head held high, nose pointed sharply upward.

Dear God, I hope I'm right. Greyson prayed he hadn't made a mistake, his tone bitter. He knew very well who's head would be cut off if he had made an incorrect estimate. Oh God, oh dear God.

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"We have to go! Now!" Jolteon frantically gathered his pack, which consisted of seven other Eeveelutions and one prevolution of them, myself, Eva the Eevee. Hearing his desperate tone of voice, and the ounce of worry that broke through his tough exterior made my heart jump and skip a beat, my legs scurry closer to his side to seek shelter and maybe possibly feel safe in this hell of a world.