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Scortch was not a fan of fighting and arguing, even by seeing other engaging in a conflict. From seeing the sight of Flash on the verge of losing her life, there had to be help involved. "Why a fight at a time like this?" the Charmander snarled. He crouched down at the Keldeo and Bowvy and Terrance moved down, too. Flash was not in good shape and the trio didn't know when she would pass away. "Wait," Terrance wondered, looking at Scortch, "Can't you heal others with your powers you got from the Dark Society?" "I've done it before with Nova," Scortch answered, "when he was in crisis, but it really wasn't that effective. Plus, he's also part of the society, too and using dark energy, it may compromise a normal Pokemon." Flash was still moaning in agony and it wouldn't have been long until she was done for. "Crap," Bowvy cursed, "We're running out of time! We need to slap some sense into those arguing comrades and save Flash!"

(I want to mention that is a cool painting! 8 J)

Scortch started to get more annoyed that Nova and Yang didn't realize that Flash was still on the verge of dying. "That's it," he snarled, "I can't take it any longer!" Live with dark energy, the Charmander moved his hand over the Keldeo's body slowly. The wounds seemed to heal a bit, but the energy didn't seem to go into Flash's skin. "It seemed to work," Terrance guessed, "but that's only temporary, I guess..." He looked at Scortch who seemed to be losing it now. "Don't go under man!" Terrance warned. Unfortunately, those words didn't seem to help as the Charmander's anger kept rising. "I hate it," he growled, "I hate it. Hate it! HATE IT!!" Bowvy and Terrance gasped. They moved over to Scortch and got on top of him, trying to hold the Charmander down, but his anger made it difficult to keep him steady. "Let me go!" Scortch shouted, "NOW!!" He forced his friends off of him, as the anger inside him had gone past the normal zone. "You dare try to make things worse!?" the Charmander growled, "WHAT KIND OF FRIENDS ARE YOU!?" "Scortch no!" Bowvy countered, "We don't want you to--" Suddenly, Scortch's skin color started to get darker and his eyes glowed red. "NEVER...HOLD...ME DOWN!" he roared, unleashing a Fire Blast at Bowvy and Scortch...

(O_e' Oh whoops! I ment 'at Bowvy and Terrance' near the end. Sorry about that! XP)

(I accidently pressed the copy button for this painting and it said 'This painting cannot be copied, it is corrupt.' O-O
Coincedence? Probably. XD)

(Should I write a creepypasta...? Hehehe... I've always wanted to. Anyone want to help?)

(Alright Spotty! :D)

(Ohoho Shiz! Never saw that one coming >:3)

Toxin rushed through the forest to the raging blizzard. It was like a wall of stabbing ice, swarming with unsee-able demons. She gritted her teeth before stepping into the fray. She hissed as the ice instantly stung her. Toxin closed her eyes and ran swiftly to the center of the storm, Ash. /Only I can stop him now... He's gone to deep.../ She used agility, only to be tripped by a small demon. She tumbled forward, blinded by the white out. The creature dashed at her and tore into her back. She ripped it off and shook it sense-less. She could only think of her brother as she sped ahead.

*Time lapse*

By the time she had reached the center, the blizzard surrounding the imediate area of Ash had been softened to a light snow. She nimbly hopped over the glowing cracks swarming with demons, they were practically portals to hell. Ash didn't notice her creeping up on him, so when she tapped his shoulder, he whipped back and slashed her face into the ground. Toxin lay there stunned, her voice was soft even though she was in insurmountable pain. "Ash... it's me, Toxin... your sister..." He glared at her, "So you are." He spoke in his multiple voices, not lifting his paw. "Why should we let you live?" He said seriously. "Because I love you... I would never hurt you." She smiled. "I love you." He pressed his claws in harder, and she curled in pain. He eased his grip, and let her free. He hissed. Toxin rubbed up to him. "I really do love you..." She stretched her arms into a hug around his neck. She ever so slowly inserted her claws into his neck, the numbing ointment on them making him un-aware. She let the rosalia poison slip into him, closing her eyes and gripping him harder as his jaws stretched in a screech of agony. She whispered in his ears, "This is to save you, my brother..." He kicked around, swinging his body much like a bull to kick her off. She sunk her claws ever deeper, holding on.

(Sorry about the huge post...)

(Creepypasta, huh? Hm...)

Bowvy and Terrance immediately dodged Scortch's Fire Blast. It was clear that Scortch was about to go dark again. "Darn it," Bowvy cursed, "Nova and Yang HAD to argue!" As Scortch's skin kept getting darker, so did his cloak. It slowly turned to shades of purple with the Dark Society symbol becoming black. His flame slowly turned purple and black and his tan chest had become a dark gray. Claws formed on his hand and his eyes were solid red. "Scortch," Terrance said calmly, "Be careful of your anger. You don't want to hurt us, do you?" Scortch growled, with his red eyes glowing and his skin now completely black. "Remember we're not trying to hurt you," Bowvy added, "We're trying to help you!" Electrical Darkness flowed from Scortch's hands and he started to charge at them roaring. Bowvy and Terrance gasped and started to run. "SCORTCH NO!" Terrance shouted. "DON'T HURT US!" Bowvy begged.

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(I already posted one... Maybe after? It's up to you)