Tiger looked over and noticed the uncertainty and fear in
Charmander's eyes. The Pokemon then fired a mutter "I...it's
alright" before he hid once more. Tiger sighed slightly and
understood why the charmander was afraid.
Flare then went to charmander. "I know you're afraid. You don't
need to. Attack me all you want. I won't say or do anything." He
said to charmander as he stood face to face with his pre-evolution.
The charmander shook his head swiftly "no..I won't attack you. I
already did that mistake the first time I tried to help a fellow
Pokemon" he growled trying not to seem rude.
"I won't do anything." Flare said. He prepared a dragon claw, and
scratched hinself with his own move. Charmander's fear of
charmeleon can only be stopped if he attacks me... The starter
Pokemon thought in concern, as he got hurt by the dragon-type move.
Charmander noticed this he then was debating on attacking the
charmeleon he then shook his head as his instinct told him to stand
down. Though his tail flame began to flicker from orange to blue
slowly. Tiger took notice of this and blinked slightly it's like
the purple tail I seen in the dream he thought to himself.
Charmander closed his eyes as he fought off the blue flame. He then
looked at the charmeleon once more. The Pokemon then used a
flamethrower before he jumped from the table and hid somewhere in
the lab.
Charmander watched from where he hid he then went back to Tiger
slowly. "Maybe we should keep Ninja, and Flare down here so they
can recover and we don't risk them being caught by rocketballs" the
boy said softly.
Z noddded "they should be fully healed in the morning" he said
kindly. Tiger nodded and Z looked at charmander "he shoudoshould
stay too so he can rest and heal" he recommended charmander
hesitated at first but nodded "ok" he squeaked slightly.
Charms dear didn't want to reply, but he also didn't want to seem
rude. "I'll be fine. It's just a couple scratches and sores, but my
tail flame is strong" he said softly. He quickly glance over at
Flare for a split second.
Flare nodded, and looked at charmander slightly. He the walked
around the room, and suddenly limped, resulting from a razor leaf
from the Sceptile before, which was hit at the charmeleon's right
knee.
"Well yes." Flare said, trying to appear brave. The charmeleon then
sat down on the bed, and missed his days as a charmander, when even
a Bulbasaur was not scared of him.