>>11970991>CombatIt's a mixture of both.
Context is the militarization of Pokemon / The population culling of Pokemon.
So I just don't know how to make it centrally Pokemon-y in flow, wherein some battles have to center around Pokemon so that the whole idea of a Pokemon Fanfiction isn't just a thing thrown in just cause.
I'll write up an example of how I'd do it right now:
- The Mosin Nagant clicked empty as the German storm troopers pushed ever increasingly forward to his foxhole. Swearing he tore off the bayonet of his rifle and let his Houndour out form the bottom of the fox hole, running toward the enemy with the Russian behind him.
A bullet had torn into his shoulder and he emerged, the rest of the fire concentrated on the rushing dog of war, leaving a wake of grey ground as it melted the snow it rushed ontop of in the literal heat of battle. Hellfire foamed from the Houndours mouth as all four legs weaved in and out of the concetrated rifle fire of the Nazis who had stopped at attempted to take down the Houndour before it got to them, giving the Russian soldier time to draw his pistol with his free hand while the other, bloodied arm had weakly grasped onto the black metal spear and rushed toward the enemy in a death charge.
The Houndour heated its teeth as it jumped forward onto the German soldier, the height of its jaw clamping down on the helmet and chin as the bone glowed red hot with heat. The blue metal of the helmet melted as teeth crunched down, the German's jaw being torn into as he fell.
Distracted by the dog gnawing on the face of their leader, the Germans didn't see the Russian until it was too late, a 7.62 pistol round punching through their padded winter clothing and into their bodies, shattering ribs and organs.
The pistol ran empty as the last German standing tried to pry the dog off of the squad leader, instead a metal spike diving into his neck at an angle and the Russian's body thrown on the man. -
