The distant Swish of wings could be heard. The clouds flew by in drifts and bursts. A gentle rocking of the body. All of these were deceiving, to put it bluntly. The load the Charizard was carrying was far from gentle. As the trainer of the Charizard turned to yell something so the passenger behind him, he noticed that the..hunter behind him was staring down, towards the ground. There was a look in his eye, one that struck fear in the trainer. The trainer hurriedly turned back to concentrate on his Charizard.
Eventually, the Charizard approached a landing dock. There were zombies here and there, with corpses all around the building next to the area. What littered the area with zombies was rocks. Interesting. As the undead turned their focus on this new visitor, bolt starting appearing in them- specifically, their heads. As new corpses joined the old ones, the passenger fell off the Charizard.
The trainer of the Charizard looked on with disbelief as the passenger landed, perfectly fine, and drew a sword. The figure on the ground, looked up briefly, and gave a thumbs up. The trainer shook his head, and the Charizard flew off.
As the majestic Pokemon flew off in the distance, Auren analyzed the situation around him. A few undead, but many of them returned to death. Probably because of the rocks that littered the scene- someone threw them. "Cassius! Scipio!" At his command, an Absol and Zoroark appeared next to him, and looked at him expectantly. "Take care of the abominations."
As the two pokemon nodded and ran off, Auren looked up, and flicked a tongue out. Funny, human blood, mixed among the corrupted blood. Someone must have made a mistake. He turned to the building, and started walking towards it. As he neared it, his two companions joined him, Scipio scraping his claws among the grass blades in the ground to clean them of the purple fluid on them.
Auren looked behind him, ensuring that there were no more abominations, and sheathed his sword. Not that he needed to worry. The Hunter's Bane eliminated the infection chance for him...at a price. He shook his head, dispelling his musing, and raised his fist. He knocked on the door. Boom. Boom. Boom.