Doctor Doom’s command rung in Logan’s mind for only a moment before it launched itself at Zapdos with reckless abandon. Logan brandished its arms which were now turned into nearly indestructible swords and slashed at the Zapdos.
Zapdos swiftly dodged and allowed the Beedrill to go past it without an attack of its own.
Logan turned back around to make another pass. If it built up enough speed there was no way that Zapdos could cleanly dodge like it had just done.
Zapdos has no intention of dodging, however. With a mighty cry the legendary of lightning unleashed a bolt of electricity upon Logan.
Doom arched an eyebrow at the impressive display. These so called legends had a lot of power within them. So much so that even a fool like Richards was able to get results with them. Doom liked power, and so Doom decided that Doom liked these birds. Perhaps when he was done flaying Richards’ body he would use the Pokemon that his rival had for his side project of ruling this world.
Logan crossed his blades, forming an X shape with them, over his body and tried to stop the progress of the bolt of lightning. A moment later the force of the impact knocked Logan back several meters but he kept the energy from overwhelming him. The bug Pokemon let out a loud hissing noise and started to push the bolt back away from its body. With one final primal scream Logan redirected the blast back to Zapdos at twice the speed it had been sent.
Zapdos didn’t even have time to move before the electricity slammed into it.
“Acceptable,” Doom stated.
Richards heard Doom’s retort and smirked. “Is it, Victor? Look again.”
Doom continued to stare imperiously at the Zapdos that had just been hit by its own Thunderbolt. The electricity around it seemed to intensify and it looked…stronger than before.
Doom likes Zapdos even more now.
“You cannot harm the bird of thunder with its own electricity, trying to do so only makes its power grow! Now prepare to face the true ferocity of this legend! Zapdos, Rain Dance!”
Doom stood silently as a heavy rain began to fall. Doom lifted his eyes skyward and narrowed them. He had seen this trick before; he had used it, after all. Doom’s gaze went back to the Zapdos which was now glowing in the heavy rain it had created.
“Logan, this is not like the battle against the rock Pokemon. You have no room for error here. You do not outclass this Pokemon. Victory shall be mine, but you must be utterly perfect. An extension of my perfect will.” Doom’s eyes never left the Zapdos as he spoke to his Pokemon.
“Enough idle chatter, Victor!” Richards looked at Zapdos. “Thunder!” Richards commanded.
The sky darkened overhead and before Logan could twitch a monstrous pillar of light torpedoed itself right into him. The light completely enveloped the Beedrill for a brief moment before it faded quickly. When the light receded there was nothing there but a scorch mark from where the move had hit.
“Next,” Richards said.
Doom’s eyes went wide in rage at Richards’ single word response to Logan’s utter destruction.
Doom will not suffer such disrespect!
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Sir Chris
"I bet MWC is pissed the packers won, now he can't blame the refs for making the steelers win." - DPOblivion