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Smoke had a very rough awakening. He had been asleep quite peacefully on the beach that night only to be woken up by a hard kick to the ribs. He snapped his eyes open, confused and out of breath, to see three Scrafty standing around him. Smoke instantly realized the three as a group of infamous thugs back from his home city that had quite something of a grudge against Smoke’s family. The leader of the group, a Scrafty with a deep scar through his left eye, kicked Smoke again.
“Haven’t seen you in a while, runt. I see you finally evolved. Won’t do you shit though against us.”
Smoke had finally come to his senses and breathed deeply, trying to get air back into his lungs.
“Briar? What the hell are you doing here?” Smoke managed to say between gasps for air.
Briar’s two sidekicks picked Smoke up onto his hind paws and held his arms behind his back before Briar approached him, cracking his knuckles.
Smoke thought about what his father had said about Briar’s gang. They were often hired by criminals to beat pokemon within an inch of their life. Usually as a warning, sometimes just for fun.
“Taking care of business, runt.” With that, Briar slugged Smoke hard in the gut with a Brick Break, knocking all the wind out of him. “Hold him tight boys; I’m going to enjoy myself a bit…”
Briar continued beating Smoke with Brick Breaks and Thunder punches till Smoke was barely conscious, groaning in pain, and coughing up blood.
“Good work tonight boys… but we ain’t done. C’mon, grab him and let’s go.”
One of Briar’s thugs threw the barely conscious and still groaning Quilava over his shoulder and followed his boss to the end of dark alley.
Briar stopped in front of an empty old dumpster, flipped it open, and grabbed some rope and a dirty cloth from inside. “Give him here boys, I’ll truss him up good.”
Smoke let out a loud groan as the sidekick dropped him onto his chest, his ribs most likely broken from Briar’s beating.
Briar proceeded to tie Smoke’s arms and hind paws painfully tight together with the rope, tied the cloth over his mouth, pulled his head bandana down over his eyes, and threw him into the empty dumpster with a loud bang.
“Sleep tight runt.” With that, Briar slammed the dumpster closed and walked off with his lackeys, leaving a badly injured Quilava completely helpless in a dumpster.
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DUDE POOR SMOKE. I kinda don't know what I did here and I'm not sure if I like it?? BUT I HAD FUN
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TigresaDaina's avatar
aww se ve triste..pero ese coloreado esta re groso D=