Your World

Bar Fight

The two of you stood there, studying each other. He was obviously drunk, his eyes dilated and staring deep into your eyes. A sneer of disgust littered his face as he slammed his bottle onto the ground, creating a yell from the crowd. Liquid spread across the ground, unnoticed by the two raging Exorians.

"Nice to see ya again Pikachu." You growled, low and filled with rage. He grinned, motioning from you to the crowd. "Ready to go again?"

"Don't expect a new result. Coward." His smile dropped, and he ran a hand through his brunette hair, the bright orange underneath flashing.

"I'll admit, I ran from a battle I easily could've won." He shrugged. "What can I say? Alcohol isn't my best friend." You snorted.

"Says the drunk!" You snapped, your eyes ablaze. Copper shifted on your shoulder, the tatoos warm underneath him. It almost felt like it was moving, writhing even as your anger towards him grew. You stood tall, your arms were slowly changing, turning into talons. Electricity jumped between your fingers, before arcing across your body. Pikachu started to ring out from the crowd making your rage rise.

Copper yelped as some electricity striked near him, making you quickly pause. You looked at him before swiveling.

"Screw it. You're sitting out."

"Like hell I am." Copper shouted, his fury just as bright as your own. The crowd shouted at each other as you both glared at one another. Suddenly you understood those silent conversations the bitties tended to have. The problem was he was winning. Finally you closed your eyes and walked over to the counter setting him by your glass.

"Stay."

"NO! I'm not staying behind while this happens! He's cursed my life for so long, let me be a part of this." He argued.

"I can't let you do that Copper."

"I don't care! He's my enemy to deal with! Just keep your nose out of it."

"NO!"

"Why not!?" Copper questioned.

"I'm not letting you get hurt Copper!" He quieted, staring at you with wide eyes. "I wouldn't be able to handle another family member dying to someone else's stupidity. So stay here." He didn't answer back, just watching you. You shifted uncomfortably and the sounds of the bar filled the silence between you.

Eventually you turned and headed back to the ring, to the shouting people and the raging bull.

"Alright Brave, how we doing this?" You asked, grabbing your jacket and throwing it in your chairs general direction.

"No beasts. Just like before." His own jacket was off, his arms bare. His fists were in front of his chest as he got set to fight you. You readied yourself as well, bending down slightly.

A woman, scantily clad mind you, came out to stand in the middle. Wolf whistles followed her as she held a messy rag in between.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen. No beasts in the bar, try not to get blood on the floor! On your mark, get set, go!" The integrity left and you were immediately rushed by the Brave.

The man tackled you, your head slamming into the concrete ground. Glass lay dangerously close to your face. You growled, your legs swing up and capturing his neck. He let you go, the fool, reaching to grab your legs, and you lifted yourself up head butting him. He howled and stood up making you let go.

You fell to the ground and quickly rolled out of the way as he punched where you were. Your golden eyes went wide as the ground cracked under his fist, before your gaze switched up to him. His eye were wild and crazy, the orange flickering with something more insane.

You stood up, your hands snapping back and forward, now dark talons. Not technically beast mode if you used your electricity in between them. Which you did. The claws came alive with blue electricity, humming with power. The Brave laughed, dragging himself up to a full stand.

"Now let's get the real fight started." He ran towards you, his fists raised. He pounded away at the air beside you as you ducked and twisted, the whistling of the wind haunting your mind. He caught you in your chest, making you lose your breath for a crucial minute. However you fought through the pain and grabbed his arm, sending jolts of electricity running up his hairy arms. He let out a shout and yanked his arm away from you. The two of you separated as he held his burnt arm and you held your torso.

Then he lunged forward, startling you. You ducked, but didn't see his leg as it swung around, catching you in the ribs. You flew back, hitting the counter. Blood escaped your mouth, your eyes wide.

You stood up immediately, blocking your face as he punched your arms. You skidded back barely, your teeth gritted as determination ran through your blood. You ducked, making the man fall over. As he fell over you jumped back to the center, gaining yourself a breath. You were playing too defensively, you need to work a better strategy out. But before you could do anything else your lead was lost and he was at you again, swinging left and right. You ducked but your movements were getting slower and slower.

Another punch came, hard and fast hitting the side of your face. You landed across the room again, standing up quickly. You swiped the blood from your chin, staining the back of your hand. You glared at him as he laughed, and started towards you again, shaking in his drunk state.

And it started again.

You saw your chance at last, a misstep on his part as he had thrown himself a tad too far. You swung your arm straight into his side, making him cry out as you fried him. He growled at you and your eyes widened as he pushed you off. He kicked you as you fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

He finally grabbed your neck and lifted you up, strangling you. You coughed and sputtered, clawing at his arm, blood blossoming from underneath. But he paid it no mind, instead lifting you higher. Your ears twisted as you heard a small shout.

"This is your punishment for hurting my brothers." Your claws buried themselves deeper at his words, your legs going still under you.

"Wait wait wait I got something I'd like to say." You said quickly. The Brave motioned to the room.

"Then say it loud for everyone, my dear." The room went silent, a pin drop could be heard in the bar. Then you grinned, your teeth bloody and sharp.

"Pika fucking chu."