He growled and slowly opened his eyes. He was shocked when he
saw... Pokémon? For a second he forgot what these creatures were,
it’s been a while since he ever studied them. he noticed Reye and
Kurumi very close to him, too close for his personal taste. He
almost swatted their face before he stopped his hands a few
millimeters from their face. He didn’t want to make a bad first
impression, maybe they could help him. He sighed, followed by a
small growl and got up.
He narrowed his eyes at the Mew, not liking the unexpected
appearances. Why did I quit studying Pokémon? He wondered as
he looked at them. He remembered the incident that took place 7
years ago. That’s why... He backed up from them, standing in an
attack pose (bent down with his hands out), growling, electricity
jumping from claw to claw. He didn’t want to be near these guys,
even if they could help.
He growled louder, not wanting to respond. He didn’t know how to.
Why should he anyways? The electricity changed to a light electric
blue as it danced around his palm quicker and more violently. His
breathing was slightly shaky. Should he have attacked them when he
had the chance? So many questions ran through his head.
(Can’t Kyurem only go into their white form with a reshiram AND a
DNA splicer?)
He lowered his head a bit to try and look more menacing. His
growling made him bare his teeth a bit. He really didn’t want to
fight, but if they didn’t go soon... He needed to do something. He
might loose in a 2-1 fight, but at least he would be out of this
misery. Becoming the very thing he swore to destroy was pretty
ironic. Electricity started to flow up his arms, making him glow a
bit. His claws began to glow a bright blue with streaks of
electricity: