"Pikachu, Use Thunderbolt!" The Human Child Yelled, Or As Many Called Them 'trainer', For The 12th Time

"Pikachu, use thunderbolt!" The human child yelled, or as many called them 'trainer', for the 12th time in the last 20 minutes.

Honestly, this was getting tiring. For 10 minutes, this human had been running around in my home cave with it's little Pikachu chatting excitedly about 'Catching a Houndour'. That got annoying quickly, and so to try and push them out I jumped into a battle with them.

The shock only lasted for a moment, Houndooms like myself weren't common in pup caves like the one we were in. But the pups needed protection and every so often one of the older members of the pack would check in and guard them and I had been set to check on them today.

But the trainer seemed to only get more excited at the prospect of skipping a Houndour and catching a Houndoom. So for the past 20 minutes, I've been hit by quick attacks and thunderbolts a 3rd of them missing because the pikachu was slower than a Slowpoke while the trainer yells like a fool.

I grit my teeth as the thunderbolt strikes my body and sends a jolt of electricity through my body.

"Good job Pikachu!" The trainer yells, "Get ready to dodge its attack!" he points at me, as if having to signal to the pikachu who 'its' is.

"Pika pi!" It wasn't even saying anything. It was just making noises to charm its trainer.

That annoying trainer who won't stop pointing and shouting and being a little nuisance.

Why did I have to attack the pikachu? Why couldn't I attack the trainer?

....Why couldn't I?

I stand up straighter and glare at the trainer, the boys face cracking from the confident smile to a weary look. I gather dark power into my teeth to prepare my attack.

I rush forward, the pikachu ducking to the ground to dodge what it assumes is my oncoming attack.

But I rush past.

And land a Bite on the trainers arm.

The world seems to still, time slowing down as my teeth crush down on the trainers flimsy arm, a crack echoing into the cave.

The trainers face shifted into one of horror and pain a scream ripping out of his chest, the pikachu no doubt gaping in surprise.

No pokemon ever attacked a trainer, not in an official encounter. The before was free range but during? Unheard of.

Yet here I was, jaw with dark power locked around a trainers arm breaking the underlying bone.

Why didn't we do this before? Why did we follow any of the unspoken rules the humans practiced amongst themselves?

I certainly won't be from now on.

A wild Pokemon has had an epiphany. Why fight a Trainer’s Pokemon and near-certainly get caught… when you can just go past their Pokemon and attack the Trainer directly? This kid and his Pikachu are getting obnoxious anyway.