Part 39:
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"Of all the situations I had to be in..."
"Why the hell did it have to be this one?"
"Zwei, zwei, Zweiloooooous!" roars the two-headed beast, who looms closer and closer to you with each passing second. One head bears fangs at you, the other just sort-of drools because he finds your french boy scent to be nothing short of deliciously captivating.
You instinctively cross your legs as that head licks its lips.
You are Calem, the ambiguously-aged 15-16 year old boy from Vaniville Town. Though right now you really wish you /weren't/, particularly because of the gargantuan behemoth towering over you. Although an explanation would be beneficial in serving to justify how a conundrum as sudden as this one even came into fruition, there's just no time for it.
A much more thorough way of going about this mishap is to do something about it, and fast. Although you can't for the life of you ever recall stumbling across a Zweilous in person, the documentaries you've seen on TV and the dex entries you've read for it do more than enough justice in revealing its devastatingly raw power.
>'And he's not even fully-evolved yet!' 