Bede’s eyes widened, as the beast and they locked eyes. Something deep within the boy’s guts writhed. It was dead. It was clearly very dead. They wanted to look away, but those cold eyes held them fast and darkness grew at the edges of their vision.
The tie was broken when a cold, glowing hand covered their face and pulled them backwards as the hatterine dragged herself from the ball at their hip. She hissed as the darkness was broken with the glow of her hair. It spread out as she shoved Bede at a tree and they grabbed the branches and stopped the momentum. “She floats! I hope a fairy witch is enough. Pippy, make it focus on you. Let the other one do damage.”
The pokemon looked about, then blinked out of existence to reappear at an angle that would turn it away from both Bedes and make it look up. Come here silly beast, look at the pretty shiny thing that begs for your brainless attention.
“Good enough.” Licks muttered. They stared at their Gengar and nudged their head to the side, hand directed at the Grimmsnarl that was running torwards the Hatterene with blind furry. Johnny grinned mischievously and threw a sludge wave at the beast, easily knocking it down.
The Grimmsnarl fell to the floor for a moment, the corpse spazing involuntary. Licorice didn’t wait for even a moment. As soon as it collapsed to the floor, they hopped on to their rapidash and screamed “Go!”
Fat Johnny immediately grabbed Pippy and pushed forwards with them. The lot of them all charged towards a rather large tree, not even bothering to stop. When they should’ve collided against it, instead there was a strange feeling of pushing back then forwards then back again. It was like the whole world itself was distorting around them.
Then, everything was... Glim. Bede looked short of breath, pressing up against their chest. The Grim looked like it was no where to be seen. They get off Carousel and pressed their head over a tree. Their entire body was shaking. They were like this for a moment, eyes dilated, breathing short and sporadic, arms wrapped around their body. They looked inside their leather jacket and got out a pack of black licorice. They bit down on it and chewed it off. It looked rougher than usual, but it helped them calm down. It was still a little dim, but with their face mask off, Bede can see something different about them. Different like the Grimmsnarl that just attacked them. He had a terrible set of sharp teeth.
They looked at their mirror and took a deep breath, walking off. “Let this be a lesson to you.” They said, walking off shakily. “Don’t go into the Grimwood.”
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