He knew he had to do it without hurting anyone or else he would
make the situation worse. He zipped through the woods, using his
electricity to help speed him up. He jumped up in the air as soon
as he touched the tree line and landed in the middle of the
“battlefield” and the attacks, taking a lot of damage. He managed
to keep standing as the dust cleared. “GUYS STOP! YOURE NOT SOLVING
ANYTHING BY DOING THIS!”
He didn’t try to look defensive, he didn’t want to escalate this.
“Yeah, I probably did but you guys are fighting for absolutely no
reason! I’m the one you guys need to kill, not each other!”
He fell to his knee, due to the amount of damage he took. He was
more injured than he thought, he was only able to stand that long
because of adrenaline. “Please...” his shaky voice managed to say.
“Just stop...”
He felt the only energy he had slowly fade out of him. No... he
couldn’t just... collapse. Not like this. He had to stop this
madness. He couldn’t go for much longer. “Guys... please...” the
light was slowly fading from his vision, his head was hung low and
he was on one knee, trying to keep himself from collapsing.
No... he couldn’t be this weak... he had to stand up. They couldn’t
keep attacking each other, they would only kill themselves. He was
the one they should’ve been targeting. This was one of the reasons
why he hated Pokémon. They were reckless. He tried to get up but
couldn’t. He didn’t know the fighting had mostly stopped, he
couldn’t see and his ears were ringing.