Clawed talons gripped the vulpix's tails in a vice-like grasp. The little fox could not help yelping as he suddenly found himself staring at the gym floor several feet below him. Initially this sudden perspective change confused him, why was he looking at the ground? And how was it so far away? It took him a moment, and the feeling of tension in his tails, to realize someone had grabbed him. Panic raced through his body; he had heard rumors of the things that happened at this school, but he had always dismissed them as uban legend. He hoped it was just a bully wanting his lunch money, but he could not shake the dread that this guy was more than that.
Speaking of the fox looked up at his captor. Standing at arms length away was a smiling blaziken. The bird pokemon was glaring at the trapped vulpix with devious eyes. The fox could not take his eyes of the larger fire type, his eyes looking over the could-be predator. It was evident the fighting bird was an upperclassmen, one of the ones he wanted to fight. It was much larger, and even at glance clearly much stronger. Even if he had a type advantage the vulpix was almost positive he could not beat the blaziken. Such fine muscle tone, such perfect form, it was obvious this bird trained longer and harder than the fox.
Eventually the vulpix's gaze wandered down and found his captor to be...
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