Growing Flames

Story by Firey :3

My desires are more important

I am the flame that set off the fire

Growlithe, Charmandar, we have done well

Grow the flames that will burn down the others

Chapter One
The battle is coming

Burn the walls down

No, quench the flames

Seize the crown

"Charmander, hurry up will you?" Growlithe snarled, lashing his tail. "We're already late, and Vulpix will have our tails off for arriving to our destination late!"

The small lithe dragon-like Pokemon sighed. "At least I'm trying to prepare for something big like this. We're all going to die if we don't bring our supplies."

"Who cares about supplies?" Growlithe hissed. "I'm leaving, if you're not going to come, then get lost. Vulpix won't care if you're there or not."

Charmander rolled his eyes and tossed a sack to Growlithe. "Just take that and don't argue." He snapped, his flame growing a bit brighter. "We're climbing the mountains today aren't we?" He asked, pointing towards the towering stacks of rocks.

Growlithe shook his head. "No, we're heading towards the lake."

"The lake?" Charmander gasped. "That's where the Aqua Marines live! We hate each other. There's no way they'll let us clamber around there."

Growlithe paused to stare at Charmander. "I don't think you understand what we're doing today." He muttered. "We're going to raid their Main Camp and take all the prisoners we can get. It's the best way. We can stop the war before it even happens. None of us will get hurt or die again!"

Charmander stared at him with horror, then slowly nodded. "I think I forgot something back at our camp." He mewed hurriedly. "I'm going to go back to get it. You move on ahead, I know where to go now."

Pausing to shoot a glance at the patrols ahead of him, Growlithe nodded. "Just don't head for the mountains, k?" He joked, laying a paw on Charmander's slick body. "We'll really miss you then." He laughed, trying to sound light-hearted.

"I won't." Charmander snorted, but he wouldn't meet Growlithe's gaze.

He turned and set out, and Growlithe turned too to hurry down the path towards where Vulpix was waiting. The leader, Moltress was flapping overhead. "Hurry down now, Ninetales is telling the plan out."

''Too bad Charmander isn't here to hear it. I'll just tell him later when he gets back.'' Growlithe thought. "Group A, you'll surround the Main Camp and make sure nobody gets out. Group B, you'll charge in as the front lines and protect Group C, who are trying to get as many soldiers as they can. Group D will ensure our safety as we leave. Am I understood?"

Growlithe yowled along with the others, but he felt dread creeping in. ''Why does it feel like something's going to go wrong? Nobody can hear us here...''

But something was terribly wrong.

"Growlithe, Charmander, Vulpix, Houndoor, Arcanine..." She rattled off a list of names. "You are in Group A."