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I was snoozing in the hammock that I made from a few spare blankets and rope. Suddenly, the smallest Rowlet came tearing in from the hole I mad so long ago. His cries of terror quickly tore me from my dreams. Instinctively, I noticed his brothers weren’t with him.
“Where are the others? What happened?” I begged.
He immediately burst into tears, “They’re gone, both of them. The Houndours and Incineroars got to them. And now, the bad Pokémon are coming here. I’m so sorry.”
From somewhere below us, I heard a door crash in and sounds of rage. The Pokémon clan definitely wanted to finish the rest of my kids.
“Rowlet, I want you to fly. Fly as far from here as you can. I need you to find my old friend, Glaceon’s place.” I instructed, “Once you get there, don’t you dare leave. Do you understand?”
“But Papa Jaylo, what about-“
I cut him off, “There’s no time. I’ll send you a message somehow if it’s safe to return. But right now, I need you to obey me. Can I count on you?”
Rowlet hesitated before nodding his head. I could understand not wanting to leave your family in danger, but I didn’t want to put both of our lives in jeopardy. Once he flew back through the hole, I raced down the steps to confront the intruders.
Under my feet, one of the rotten boards collapsed. I fell down several stories before hitting the floor. When I tried to get back up, I found that my back legs screamed with pain. They were obviously broken, but I didn’t have time for broken bones.
When I turned to look in front of me, I saw an Incineroar and at least six Houndours. Each one was looking at me hungrily. Guessing by their thin and bony appearances, they haven’t gotten much to eat lately.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here? Is it a tasty second course to our feathery appetizers?” The Incineroar sneered, drawing howls of laughter from the surrounding Pokémon, “I hope you taste as good as they did. I thoroughly enjoy the taste of chicken.”
I growled. How dare the brute eat my family and then joke about it. I tried to leap at him, but my back legs wouldn’t move. Instead, I went for another approach; instigating.
“When’s the last time you got a bath? Or does the kitty simply not like water?” I taunted. It wasn’t my best piece of work, but it did the trick.
“What did you say?” Incineroar demanded, smoke emanating from his lips.
“You heard me. Actually, maybe the little kitty needs a checkup from the vet.”
The taunts were definitely affecting him, but it wasn’t enough. At least, not yet it wasn’t. “Shouldn’t you be home sitting in your master’s lap, I think I hear him setting out your china bowl full of cream.”
That did it. Incineroar aimed at me with a flamethrower move. Fortunately for me, I dodged it just in time for the flame to land a direct hit on one of the six Houndours. One down, five to go.
Incineroar fired another shot at me and grazed the edges of my fur. I could easily feel the intense heat being generated from the blast. Another Houndour was caught in the crossfire. In a blind panic, one of the others fired a shadow ball at me. However, he missed terribly and it struck Incineroar directly in the face.
Not being able to see, the large fire type Pokémon began to shoot flames in all directions. He succeeded in roasting the other Houndours, but missed me altogether. The fire was beginning to surround us as flaming support beams were falling all around us.
Eventually, a section of the next floor had caved in on Incineroar, burying him in a pile of scorching wood and carpet. I needed to find an exit quickly if I ever wanted to survive.
Immediately, I spotted a pocket of light from the other side of the room. I attempted to navigate through the flaming room, having to drag my broken legs behind me. Before I could reach escape through the hole, the rest of the building collapsed.
The house was in a full blaze. And I was still trapped inside it.
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