Pokémar Episode V, A Clone's Destiny

A Way Out

With a roomful of pokemon now on the loose the sounds of chaos have escalated. It sounds like a war zone echoing throughout every corridor. Gunfire is replaced with a wide variety of sounds from a variety of pokemon who are fighting for their lives. I just hope they get out alive. 

"Alex! Ahead! I see stars!" Thunder cries out. Sure enough a dozen or so yards away a hole in the concrete wall ahead frames the night sky above green treetops and knee-high grass. A forest. And escape route probably courtesy of our grey and purple friend. Perfect. Just what we need to lose them. 

"Sweet. Let's hurry." I reply as I slowly limp my way towards our freedom. Hopefully we're not somewhere too remote. Though with our luck that's almost certainly the case. 
   The sounds of shouts behind me give pause to those thoughts. Without anything to take cover behind we're sitting ducks. But we could make their jobs a little harder.

"Thunder! Shock the lights!"

"The glowing things?"

"Yes! Those!"

A branching bolt of electricity arcs forward towards the light fixtures above us. After a brief power surge the lights burn out in a cascade, leaving the hall in darkness with only the outside giving off any light. I stand against the wall to avoid casting a silhouette and slowly shimmying forward, inching my way closer to the opening. 

"Son of a..." One of the guards mutters. "You got a flashlight?"

"Yeah." Crap! Didn't think this through!  

A circle of light suddenly comes into being, sweeping across the hall before centering on us.

"There he is!" I have no choice. I have to run for it. I sprint towards the open hole, my gut violently erupting in pain with each step. I hear gunfire behind me from thankfully missed shots. I barely get through the hole before the pain becomes too much. I collapse to the ground, blood seeping into the bandage from my now reopened wound. 

"No! No, get up Alex! Hurry!"  I hear Thunder scream. The pain is too all consuming for me to respond. My thoughts grow fuzzy and faded as I start to pass out. The last thing I consciously remember is Thunder returning fire on the guards with electro balls.

Thunder

Thunder refuses to relent with his attacks. Each electric sphere forcing the guards back further and further back out of fear. But he can't keep it up forever. Eventually he'll tire and they'll start spitting those lead bullets at them again. He's seen what it did to Alex. It's not hard to imagine it killing him in short order. 

Looks like it's time to return the favor!" A voice calls from behind. Thunder glances quickly behind him to see the Growlithe that Alex had freed before. He dashes over to Thunder and joins in on the attack, spitting puffs of fire at them. The guards say something out of alarm and back up much farther. Good. Now to focus on Alex.

"He's hurt, bad. We need to get him out of here." Thunder replies.

"We'll need to get out of their sight first. We can't carry him with them shooting at us." The Growlithe says before letting a wave of fire loose. The flame grows to engulf the width of the hall before it dies out, leaving behind a thin cloud of smoke barely illuminated by the moonlight seeping in form the hole. Wait a minute. Smoke. If his fire had something to burn the smoke could be much thicker. What could-

Grass! The grass outside! It should burn high enough to mask their escape. 

"I got it! Light the grass up as we exit! That'll keep them from following us!"