"Just fucking die already!" With one hard slam to the left, the Zubat was forced onto the rough path to Celes' house, coughing out the last few bits of blood in its stomach. "I'm not done yet... I'm not done yet Celes, I'm not done yet..." I said, twitching and enjoying a brief bit of happiness. Ignoring Celes... was quite hard, and I had to swallow everything I knew about myself. Then again, no one was to harm my teammates. Those bastards thought they could rob this house. In the end, they were criminals. Those Pokemon didn't look good in a certain page in my book. "They have no right to become petty robbers, let alone be able to harm us..." My voice quivered as I finished my sentence. All I saw were horrified faces, frozen and trying to think about better days. As I approached them however, to my own fading anger, I could see it wasn't just Team Zan in despair. In front of just about everyone... even Celes' family and our teammates... I knew the general consensus was how far I would go. No one expected this after all, not from me. I felt as if life owed me though. "I... r-run! God damn it, bollocks! I'm comin' for your arses!" And with that, I shooed them off into the wild plains, striking lightning bolts to send a message. I scorched a small patch of rough shrub, leaving just a flower consumed by small flames. The natural sound of the plains had gone, with the Zubat still bleeding from its head and trying to groan. Some of the family members glared at me, while others gave me signs of disapproval and tried to help the Zubat. In the distance, I just saw limping and crying. I stuck my magnet back onto myself, watching it wriggle a bit. I frankly didn't care about the red tinge beginning to develop. It was likely blood anyway.
"Let's just go. Come on." Quietly, I floated over to Celes, avoiding interaction with anyone else as I picked up Spruce's unconscious grey body, waiting for anyone to teleport for us. I knew what I was starting to become, though I was afraid to confront it afterwards.