Thieves. I detested the word with everything in me; even if I had just finished doing an act of thievery myself, but I did it for the Pokemon's future giving them a new chance at life as long as they wished to try and live in this new world they would find themselves in. So what was the purpose of a thief. To leech off of others lives and hard work, or were they people like any other just trying to survive. Maybe even a few like me did it for a good purpose. I think there was a story called Robbin Hood or something of the like after all.
Looking at the man who yelled threatening at his henchmen to use their Pokemon in battle, I felt stupid for trusting blindly the world. Seeing how the man had put fear into his two henchmen's bodies I found the human heart once more lacking. Sure it was near perfect in this world with Ash, the professor and even the nurses, but nothing truly ever reached perfection. The reason for the panic in the room was an obvious theft being commited by the three in front of me. And a panic was the only natural response when people found themselves before people with weapons. Seeing them pick up medical gear from the nursing station I couldn't help but think back over my life.
Letting my thoughts drift back in time I sighed. The reason I truly hated thieves was a childhood memory of mine. Thieves didn't just mean item stealing or surviving. They also tried other tactics to get money like kidnapping, or at least that had been my experience when I was young. I still remember the pain of the beatings I withstood from my kidnappers. I still remember the smile the men showed me as they tortured me.
I hated the thieves who stole everything from my home including me and hurt me unlike any other person had managed to. It had scarred me long ago, but now that I found a way to release my anger I couldn't help but leap at my target in anger. I had unknowingly synchronized with my partner who had been called out when he noticed the chaos in the room becoming larger as the thieves came closer to the lobby where I was.
In that moment I ignored the faces of panic and relief that surrounded me. I ignored the looks of worship. I wanted to kill the man in front of me. I knew subconsciously that if I did, I would no longer be afraid. As these dark thoughts rampaged across my mind a power entered my body. I felt something dark, wet and cold in my heart. The presence wasn't evil in a demonic way, but I felt it loved pain and darker thoughts. 'Is this vengeance I couldn't help but wonder.'
Then my feelings for violence was multiplied and I was gone with a blink of the eye. With that it was all over. I hadn't gotten stronger, no now that I was conscience of it again I felt I had done something at a faster speed, Emblaze had also been using my emotions to appear extremely terrifying unfortunately that seemed to overload our brains and short circuit our ability to stay focused.
I sincerely hoped this wouldn't leave damage on anyone's psyche in the room. Running out of the room I ignored the cheers from the guests as I got out of there.
Going back to my personal dungeon I looked at the fossils I had taken. Going through the different ones and organizing them so I could look around them I took all my growing earth and pored it around the bones. I watched as what the system told me about happened. My growing earth would raise the level of the to be hatched fossils under my care in a natural non intrusive way. Watching them glow peacefully I calmed down as I once more called out my family.
"I've had to much to do recently." A chuckle burst out from Emblaze at the obvious words. "Your telling me. Having to get you out of trouble already again as soon as we walk in public. "Blushing heavily I stuttered trying to disprove what he had said." Unfortunately. "See couldn't even deny it."
Silence one more took the stage. "So where are we going now?" Thinking about it for a second I pulled out a map I had bought with my money and found the next gym. "Lets go see if we can face the Cerulean Gym." That of course got Emblaze to shiver as he remembered parts of his training. "Fine lets go. I'd love to slam the face of a few water types in the ground. Always thinking their better since their strong against fire attacks."