*Breaks champagne bottle on side of topic*
Doctor Doom did not wait around for the Raichu to recover fully. “Doom, Dragon Rage.”
Doom moved more swiftly than a Gyarados had any right to do and was on top of the Raichu before anyone could react had slammed down onto it. Doom reared up to inspect the damage and found there was nothing to inspect.
“Evasive Tactic Beta: Double Team!” Surge shouted out.
Raichus popped up all around Doom as it stilled its head in concentration.
Surge narrowed his eyes. He was starting to realize that this wasn’t a normal Gyarados. Normally such confusion tactics would cause it to lose its temper. Instead all he got for his trouble was a more focused opponent. Surge fought to suppress a smirk. Not like it could keep up with his Raichu in any case. “Quick Attack.”
Doom, the Gyarados that is, was unprepared for the sudden strike and was hit in its midsection from the assault. Unfortunately for Raichu Doom was a quick study and before the rodent could move out of range Doom slammed itself on top of the electric Pokémon causing it to cry out in pain. Doom liked the sound of its pain.
Surge once again did not miss a beat. “Raichu, Thunderbolt!”
Doom roared in pain as the Raichu blasted him with electricity. Unlike the Starmie that Doom was able to shake off this Raichu’s mastery over lightning was too strong to take several direct hits. Doom would go to its very limits for its master nonetheless. Doom feared Doom far more than any physical pain this small rodent could inflict upon him.
The Raichu dashed away from Doom before turning around and growling with electricity shooting all around it.
“Your Gyarados can’t take those lightning strikes all day!” Surge half informed, half taunted his opponent. “Give up now while I am still feeling merciful. You can’t overcome type disadvantage. A Gyarados is never going to defeat an electric type. Submit while I still give you the chance.”
Doom face turned unbelievably ugly as he absorbed the ill-advised words of one Lieutenant Surge. This lowly creature did not understand. Doom would make him understand. “IT IS YOU WHO IS AT THE DISADVANTAGE! YOU WERE DISADVANTRAGED FROM BIRTH, FOR IT WAS ALWAYS YOUR FATE TO CROSS PATHS WITH DOOM! THERE IS NO GREATER DISADVANTAGE THAN THAT!”
Surge spat on the ground. “You think yelling is going to change a thing, boy?” Surge asked snidely. “You’ve got another thing coming! All they do in the military is yell. Yell at in the morning, yell in the evening, yell when they are riding some sweet young thing when they think the recruits aren’t around! I am not impressed with yelling! Show me about this disadvantage, show me everything you’ve got! Because I am going to show you what I’ve got, here and now. Raichu! Call down the THUNDER!”
Doom, the one with several doctorates in this case, could feel the excitement come over him as he watched the Raichu build up the incredibly potent energy within its body for its ultimate attack. Moments like this were what the great Doctor Victor Von Doom lived for. What was life without worthy villains in Doom's path for Doom to overcome. Doom gazed at the Raichu for a fraction of a second longer before coming to a decision.
This Raichu was worthy.
“Doom,” Doom intoned with ancient power reverberating from the single syllable. “Hyper Beam.”
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Sir Chris
The Cult of Personality.