A Royal Fantasy (A Pokemon fanfiction)

Chapter 22

"I guess we can't move then." Gary spoke up nervously, his voice shaking, and we all agreed silently knowing that he was right.

But if we couldn't move, what could we do? I had the idea to attack them head on but I decided against it because that would put our lives more at risk than they already were. Before I could say anything, the soldiers convulsed once more, their eyes flashing once again before they straightened up and took a step closer. Without any proper emotion in their eyes, it was almost impossible to know their intent. But this time they didn't stay in place as they took that step forward. They took another step, then another before they were only inches away from us. Dangerously close. None of them drew their weapons, instead we were unexpectedly grabbed by the wrists. I felt my friends behind me struggling and I could hear some yelps of surprise. I too was shocked by their sudden action. But the only problem was, I couldn't escape the shadow warriors iron grip. I attempted lashing out but to no avail. I tried to step on the warriors foot, or even kick its stomach but it didn't help. I was captured. I felt uncomfortable staring into the blood-red eyes of the warrior who had a chilling presence causing me to flinch. The more I moved, the tighter the grip on my wrists and I winced in pain, feeling their armoured fingers dig into my skin.

Myself, Drew and Brendan were all dragged over to a giant boulder nearby and they somehow had chains to bind us together. I yelped when the chain tightened against my wrists, feeling the metal squeeze against my skin. I glanced over at Drew and Brendan who were bound to the same chain around our wrists. We were all connected, meaning that if we moved our arms, someone's chain would get tighter. We were stuck, and there seemed to be no way of getting out of this without getting killed.

3rd Person POV

The group was bound in chains together, each of them helplessly struggling only to see nothing change. They slowly got weaker and weaker over time, their energy depleting from all the fighting they'd done earlier. The shadow warriors were still, as though made of stone. Their eyes were blaring red light as they had earlier and they stood in front of the group in a defensive line as though any of them could escape.

Swords were drawn to their bodies, menacing, thirsty for blood. May felt her eyes widen as she noticed their stances. Something bad was about to happen. She gulped, praying that Max would return soon with help.

Over with Ash, Misty, Gary and Leaf, the shadow warriors stood around them, trapping them in a deathly circle. Exhaustion weighed down on the four of them, each of them helplessly turning to one another with desperation in their eyes. They were running out of options.

Paul, Brendan and Kenny were in the same situation nearby, the remaining shadow warriors taking up the same stance. They were all trapped.

All three groups didn't stand a chance against the shadow warriors. No matter what they did, they'd just come back. And now, this was the final stretch.

"We're going to die." May mumbled as she slumped her shoulders, Drew and Brendan looking at her helplessly as the girl gave into her fate.

The shadow warriors took a step closer, swords ready to draw blood. And then they swung.

Just before that happened, a miracle occurred. Time seemed to slow down for four certain boys. Drew, Ash, Gary and Paul all felt their bodies convulse, sending something pumping through their veins. An image was sent into their minds, a horrific image. All three groups were bloodied and battered, everyone lying on the ground in a horrid mess, struggling to catch their last breaths. Tears were shed, bodies were left for dead.
The vision they saw was so vivid, it was as though they could predict what might happen in the near future. A future only moments away.