#illusivisage

                                  𝕐𝔼𝔸ℍ 𝕀 𝕆𝕎ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝔹𝔼𝔸𝕋 You can call me the 𝓚𝓘𝓝𝓖 or 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐑                                  Felon on bass, getting hoarse at the mic          ＷＥ＇ＲＥ ＧＥＴＴＩＮＧ ２０％ ＣＯＯＬＥＲ

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               something was wrong — bede had figured that much out from the moment he set foot inside the forest. what had normally served as a place of comfort and tranquility suddenly felt like nothing of the sort. he struggled to understand how such a dramatic change had happened seemingly overnight. there was a tension hanging heavy in the air that bede couldn’t quite place.      ( like a veritable miasma of aggression and fear. ) it was almost as if all of glimwood tangle — the location itself had been thrown into intense, emotional turmoil and for the life of him, the gym leader couldn’t figure out why.

               that alone had been concerning enough, but then he heard the sounds. screaming. sobbing. snapping branches. the whistle of something powerful whipping violently through the air.     ( powerful enough to shake the ground beneath his feet whenever it made contact. ) most chillingly, the telltale hiss of an angry hatterene. bede didn’t think — he just started running. heading towards the noise, as opposed to away from it.      ( even if common sense told him to do the opposite. ) someone was in awful danger, and it was his responsibility to put a stop to it. he was the gym leader, after all — he was more than capable.

               however, bede wasn’t prepared for the sight that met him.

               one of the wild hatterene from the depths of glimwood tangle. she stood at nearly eight feet in height      ( abnormally large, even for members of her species ) and bristled with aggression. the fairy type swung her clawed tentacle with reckless abandon, cleaving through huge portions of the trees around her as if they were made of brittle plaster. the hisses and shrieks pouring out of her mouth were a garbled, furious mess. unintelligible. bede caught a flash of blonde hair as someone struggled to get away from the enraged pokemon, her arm bent at an unnatural angle. this was bad.      ( an understatement. ) wild hatterene were dangerous to begin with, but one from deep glimwood was likely both abnormally powerful and unaccustomed to the turbulent emotions of humans. 

               her victim turned, blue eyes meeting violet. bede’s lips parted, as if to question the familiarity in her gaze, only for his attention to snap to the side. ❝ LOOK OUT — ! ❞

               he wasn’t fast enough.

               the hatterene’s claw CRASHED into her head, swatting the blonde to the side like a fly. she slammed against a nearby tree with a sickening crack, and hit the ground. she didn’t move. she didn’t make a sound. it happened in less than a second.

               bede screamed — in shock. in blind panic. it took him a moment to realize his error as the fairy type spun around, cruel gaze fixing on the newest source of strong emotion to invoke her wrath. reflexively, the boy took a step back — only for the hatterene to teleport in front of him, claw raised to silence him permanently. time seemed to slow to a crawl. bede’s mind went blank with fear. he couldn’t move. he couldn’t get out of the way.

               with a sudden burst of red light, his own hatterene shot out of the great ball in his coat pocket, crashing violently into her much larger double. she shrieked — no, she SCREAMED in a way bede had never heard before, throwing the other fairy type back with powerful claws. her opponent flew several feet before she managed to catch herself, fixing the pair with a scowl. her tentacle waved back and forth, talons flexing.      ( the gym leader could practically see the gears turning in her head as she plotted her next move. ) bede’s hatterene didn’t give her the luxury of weighing her options — she immediately closed the distance between them with a teleport of her own, slashing and clawing like her life depended on it.

               bede watched, numbly. the gym leader only snapped out of his stupor when his back hit a tree.      ( had he really been about to run away? like a coward? ) his gaze darted to the blonde, still laying prone on the ground.      ( shit... he couldn’t just leave her. ) sucking in a hissing breath, the gym leader spared the battling pokemon an uncertain look, before making a mad dash to her side. thankfully, they appeared too caught up in their furious brawl to notice.

                ❝ hey — ! get up, quickly! ❞ urgency filled the boy’s tone as he dropped to his knees next to the blonde. no response.      ( oh arceus. please don’t be... he quickly stamped down the thought. ) ❝ there isn’t much time, we need to go — ! ❞ again, bede was left without a reply. with a growl, he reached over, shaking the stranger’s shoulder roughly — by chance, the movement jostling her just enough that the pale locks obscuring her face slipped away.

               laura. bede’s heart sank like a stone. laura. laura. laura. what the hell was laura doing there — ? he shook her again, much gentler this time, but to no avail.

               ❝ laura...? ❞ his breath hitched in his throat. ❝ hey... ❞ panic began to buzz anew in the back of his mind like a hive of furious combee. bede reached for the blonde’s good arm, pressing trembling fingers to the pulse point in her wrist.

               nothing. nothing. he felt nothing, no pulse, NOTHING. bede released her hand, watching through blurry eyes as it hit the ground limply. forgetting where he was      ( forgetting even the fierce battle raging on behind him ) the boy fisted desperate fingers in his hair and harshly pulled, an agonized whine slipping out from between his lips. ❝ no. no. no no no no. NO NO NO NO. ❞ she couldn’t be dead. she couldn’t be dead. she couldn’t be.      ( and just like that, another person had abandoned him. just like rose. just like his parents. again. again. again.  )

               he doubled over, wailing in agony like a wounded pokemon. released his hair in favor of clawing desperate fingers through the dirt. bede was crying. he didn’t care. his hand brushed thoughtlessly against one of the tangle’s many roots. ❝ please. ❞ a delirious whisper escaped him. ❝ please, please, please... somebody help me. ❞

               his plea was answered when a sudden pressure wound around his fingers.

               bede blinked away tears, looking down with equal parts confusion and shock. the tree roots were wrapping around his hand — rapidly snaking their way up his arm. with a startled gasp, the gym leader tried to pull away, only to find that he couldn’t.      ( the roots were strong. abnormally so. ) it took him a moment to realize they were shaking — humming, as if with barely contained energy. what? what was this? distantly, he noted even the hatterene behind him had stopped their fighting, as if captivated by the sight.

               then suddenly, bede’s world exploded into anguish. 

               all of the power — all of glimwood tangle’s magic began pouring into his body. it seared each nerve ending raw, danced across his skin like bolts of lightning. he felt like he was coming apart at the seams, like everything inside of him was being rapidly eroded away by strips of ghostly sandpaper. his eyes flashed, pink and blue and pink again, sclera flooded with unnatural light. the tears dripping down bede’s face evaporated instantly, pastel haze leaking from rapidly flickering hues. all the while, the tree roots continued to wind around him. wrapping tighter. anchoring him to the spot — as if intending to make the boy one with the tangle itself. it hurt. it hurt. it hurt. it hurt. it hurt. the power was too much — he couldn’t contain it all in his fragile human body.

               bede wailed — in pain. in mourning.      ( in both, because it had always been both. ) a burst of powerful energy sent both hatterene flying as though they were made of tissue paper, tearing effortlessly through the woods with no sign of stopping. the tangle went dim and silent as every ounce of magic it could spare flooded into its chosen conduit.

               tree roots curled around the boy’s throat. he couldn’t think. he was losing himself. black spots danced across the edges of bede’s vision, obscuring more and more. in his last moments, the gym leader’s frantic gaze settled on laura.

               fix this. he desperately thought, staring at her lifeless body. i just want to fix this.

“I… don’t believe that it is… healthy to… pat? No, pet one. That sounds… dangerous.”

“f.....fuck,”

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“Oh, I’m so very sorry~ Åre you hurt~?” The contest idol stepped out from behind her Metagross, looking the stranger over. “My little baby here and I were playing~”

Not even sorry - you got in my way. Learn to walk somewhere else.

@illusivisage​- An Anon Sent Some Love !