{"sf1_id":591039,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Seven Years Later Chapter 11","author":"Mizucharoshi","words":1316,"posted_at":"2013-09-16T20:34:00.000Z","tags":["Fanfiction","charmander","pokemon","totodile"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/591039-seven-years-later-chapter-11","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/591039","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=591039\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\nSeven Years Later\nCH. 11: Back to School\n\n\n        Packing up the remainder of their\nbelongings, Kutty and Unshi both sighed out in relief. The past week\nthat had been solely dedicated to learning about their moves had\nfinally ended. Although they succeeded in becoming one with their own\nmoves, they were unable to combine their moves with each other.\nDisappointed at the results, they had decided to continue training\nwhenever they had time. Following up on Lucario's advice, the duo\ndecided to head to the school and ask around for a pokemon called\nScizor.\n        As they walked, Unshi couldn't\nhelp but feel nervous. It had been a while since he dropped out to go\ntrain at Wigglytuff's Guild. He remembered that his departure had\nbeen so sudden and wondered if anybody would recognize him. Kutty on\nthe other hand felt amazing. The intensity of her heat began to die\ndown about halfway through the training week and she no longer needed\nto concentrate on fighting her urges anymore. She looked over to her\nblue friend and grinned before moving closer towards him.\n        A couple hours passed and they\nwere able to make to the school right before lunch. Entering into the\nmain office, they received visitors passes and directions to Scizor's\nclassroom. Just before they were about to leave the office, the\nringing of Chinglings filled the halls. Instictively, Unshi pulled\nKutty back before a mass of stampeding pokemon rushed by. \"Whew,\nthat was a close one!\" Unshi laughed as he stepped into the\nhallway. \"There must be some great chow today to have the hallways\npacked like that.\"\n        Kutty timidly followed behind,\nconstantly scanning left and right to make sure the coast really was\nclear. As she did this, she noticed someone walking towards her with\na malicious glint in his eyes. \"Well now, will you look at that?\nMr. dropout himself decided to return and brought back with him a\nsorry excuse for a Charmander.\" Tensing up, Unshi turned to find a\nPersian looking down on him. \"Who the hell are you?\" he shouted\nat the elegant cat. \"Oh?\" the feline purred. \"You've forgotten\nabout me already? I must have beaten myself out of your memory that\nday you left the school. Let's me think. Why did I even bother\nsoiling my paws with your blood? That's right! It was for an apple!\nYou gave yourself up to protect a stinking apple!\"\n        Clenching his paws, Unshi flashed\nhis teeth and growled. \"Even though you've evolved you're still the\nsame, Meowth. Where's the rest of your crew? Did they finally realize\nhow much of a jerk you are and--\" Large mitts lifted the blue\npokemon into the air and tossed him across the hall. Kutty dashed\nforward and caught Unshi with her back. \"Please, it's Persian now,\"\nscoffed the cat. \"As you can see, Primeape here is as strong and\nloyal as ever.\" Picking Kutty up off the ground, Unshi brushed the\ndust off them before turning towards his evolved enemies. \"What\nhappened to the other one? The quiet girl who followed you around\nwith that pained look in her eyes?\" Pouncing forward, Persian\nclawed at Unshi only to miss. \"Don't ever mention that useless mutt\nto me again.\"\n\n        Before he could respond to\nPersian, Unshi shifted his focus to duck under Primeape's sudden\nright hook. Countering with a powerful sweeping aqua tail, he landed\na direct hit on Primeape's left leg. The blow knocked the monkey-like\npokemon off his feet and he landed on the ground face first. Clearly\nenraged, he roared out and charged at Unshi with the intent to kill.\nKeeping calm despite the danger, Unshi jumped only to be tackled by\nPersian in midair. Pinning the poor totodile onto the floor, Persian\nlifted his clawed paw into the air to perform his slash attack.\nHowever, the out of control Primeape continued his rampage and\nslammed into the group. Injuring his friend caused enough shock to\nsnap the Primeape out of his rage as he rushed over to pick Persian\nup. An ink colored cloud soon enveloped them before a whirling\ntornado of flames trapped them inside.\n\n        \"That's enough!\" somebody\nshouted from down the hall. In a flash, he appeared right next to the\ncocoon of smoke and fire. Using some sort of move, he broke apart the\ntornado and blew the smoke away. Coughing, Persian glared at Kutty\nand silently vowed to get revenge. \"Whoever makes the next move\nwill have to go against me, understand?\" Shifting his gaze over to\nthe pokemon, his glare immediately softened up as he coughed into his\npaw. \"I was not expecting you of all pokemon to intervene in out\npetty squabble, Sir Scizor. Excuse us, but we must get going. We had\na prior arrangement that was rudely interrupted by these\ntroublemakers. I leave their punishment to you.\"\n        As Persian and Primeape left the\narea, Scizor turned to face Kutty and Unshi. \"You there, girly.\nThat was a excellent combination of moves. The way they blended\ntogether was simply...dazzling to the eye.\" \"Thank you, um, Sir\nScizor was it?\" Kutty nervously asked. \"Ah no need to be bashful,\nlass,\" Scizor chuckled. \"Just Scizor is fine with me. I assume\nyou two must be the ones who the office informed me about. Follow me\nto my room. We can have our chat there.\"\n        Minutes later, they found\nthemselves inside a spacious classroom designed to house many\nupperclassmen. \"Welcome back, Sir Scizor,\" a gentle voice spoke\nfrom a supply closet. \"How did your meeting go?\" Gesturing to his\nguests to have a seat, Scizor went to his desk and responded. \"We\nhaven't even begun it yet, deary. Now come out here and introduce\nyourself to our guests.\" A rustling of papers and clanking of glass\nechoed out into the large room as the pokemon entered. \"Hello! My\nname is Lyowa and I-\" Freezing in place, she found herself without\nwords. Unshi jumped up and also found himself without the right\nwords. \"Y-You!\" they both shouted at each other, startling both\nKutty and Scizor.\n        Standing in the doorway was\nHoundour, who only stared at Unshi with sorrow in her eyes. \"It's\nbeen awhile,\" she whimpered out. \"Y-yea it has,\" Unshi\nstuttered. An awkward silence lingered for a moment before Scizor\ncoughed into his pincer-like claws. \"Have a seat Lyowa. Just this\nonce I'll let you sit in on a meeting since you seem to know this\nlad. Now, I understand that you two are representing the world famous\nguild belonging to Wigglytuff. Please show me your badges so that I\ncan authenticate that assertion.\" Doing as they were told, Kutty\nand Unshi passed their badges over. \"I heard that you were both\nnewbies, but isn't this the gold ranking? My, you two must be very\ntalented. Of course, seeing your actions first hand is proof enough\nthat your rank isn't a joke. All right Wigglytuff guild members, what\ndo you need from old Scizor here?\"\n        Upon explaining their situation,\nScizor shut his eyes and entered a state of deep thought. Lyowa\nonly stared at Unshi, dumbfounded by all of the experiences that her former classmate\nwent through. Waiting for a couple minutes in silence, the group watched as Scizor opened his eyes with a gasp. \"It seems that troubling times lie ahead in our world. I\nhaven't felt this worried since...since that legendary team\ndisappeared.\" A strange, yet soft metallic rolling sound could be heard up in\nthe vents above them. The four pokemon stared at the ceiling, making sure that they were prepared for anything. With a sudden crash, a large red and white sphere busted through the ceiling and began to glow. Eyes wide open at the intruder, they\nrushed to get out of the room before a huge explosion shook the\nschool's foundation.\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/571506-seven-years-later-chapter-10.json"}