When you get down to your last pokemon, the world looks a lot bleaker. Dirk had only his grimer left which was incidentally his worst fighter. He'd been seriosuly hoping that they could avoid anymore confrontation but aparently somebody had slipped up.
"BALLS OUT NOW!"
Dirk's thoughts drifted to a rather uncomfortable place as he considered how that phrase could be misinterpreted out of context. He shook his head, trying to focus on the current situation. From his position crouched behind an air conditioning unit, he could see a couple of gaurds pacing towards his position, magnemites in tow. They'd spot him in a second. He'd just have to confront them and hope he wouldn't be the only one that got found.
"Grimer, poison gas." The toxic cloud billowed outward. Seeing this, the gaurds attempted to yell, but their lungs filled with the gas, causing them to cough and splutter. Their pokemon were not affected, however and fought back. A lightning bolt struck grimer and another narrowly missed Dirk. He cursed and scrambled to put the AC between him and his assailants. The bolt had hurt grimer but it was still concious.
"Minimize!" Grimer's mass condensed and it halved its size, allowing it to avoid jolts from both magnemites. Dirk could see poison didnt work against these things and resorted to the only other thing grimer knew. "Mud Bomb!". The ball of mud shot out and scored a direct hit against one of the magnemites, knocking it out in a single hit. Dirk blinked, surprised that he'd actually managed to take one of them down. So too, apparently, were the gaurds who had recovered enough to give orders.
"Sonicboom!" A wave of pure sound energy rushed towards grimer, sending it flying backwards and slamming into a wall. Grimer looked pretty bad. The gaurd smirked as his magnemite floated forwards, preparing a finishing blow. But grimer wasn't done. "Disable, now!" A high pitched screech and the magnemite clanged to the floor, temporarily stunned. The smirk dissapeared.
Dirk took his opportunity. He lept out with surprising speed and brought a left hook directly into the mans face, twisted in shock as he had been caught off gaurd. He stumbled back, clutching his head as his partner dashed forward, arm raised. As he approached Dirk bent over forward and put his shoulder into the mans gut, using his momentum to flip him over and onto his back where dirk promptly stomped on his head. He wasn't unconcious but he wouldn't be standing up any time soon.
The first gaurd moved back towards dirk, fists raised in a boxing stance, advancing slowly. Dirk mimicked his stance and when he got close enough kicked the gaurd in the shin creating an opening for a quick jab to the gut. The blow winded the gaurd and he doubled over slightly affording Dirk an easy view of his head which he took full advantage of, bringing both fists balled together down on him, slamming him to the ground.
Not bad.
Dirk collected himself and glanced about, taking stock of the situation.
