After all Moki did for you you just can't give her up like that. "I won't take you." You thought the umbreon looked mad before but now he looks like death himself. He lets out a heart stopping snarl. He opens his jaws and clamps down on your throat. His sharp teeth tear into your soft flesh. You feel blood gush from your neck. He digs his teeth around for a second to firmly grasp your jugular. You feel everything but strangely it doesn't hurt. Once he has a good grip he yanks his head back ripping your esophagus out of you.
You watch in hopeless terror as the umbreon stands over with your own bloody limp esophagus in his maw. Your blood drips from his mouth onto your face. You are gushing out blood from your throat. You gargle for air. Your paws reach up and try to clutch a throat that isn't there. The umbreon spits out your esophagus right next to your head. You hear it make a squishy splat. The umbreon unpins you and walks away casually. You look up at a peaceful blue cloudy sky. You can hear him sniffing your scent trail. He'll probably find Moki anyways. Your death is most likely pointless. Your body starts to relax. Your arms fall to your sides and you piss yourself. You get a cold feeling all over and your vision starts to tunnel. Your throat sputters a few more times. As you fade, a peace washes over you.
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Bitch. The jugular of the pikachu is still in his mouth. Rage builds in him. Why did she protect Moki? The pikachu gurgles blood from her mouth and throat. A pool of blood forms around the pikachu. He spits out the esophagus and unpins the pikachu. He leaves her there to die. He sniffs the ground where the pikachu came from. If she won't take him to where the girl is, the pikachu's scent trail will. He lowers his snout and follows the trail but after about thirty minutes, a sudden mid morning rain shower washes the scent away. Damn it! The umbreon takes a break under a tree and let's the rain pass. He licks the blood from his paws and chops. His stomach rumbles. He should have stopped and eaten some of the pikachu but he was too pissed to think about that.
The rain passes quickly. He will continue the hunt soon but for now he will take a nap. It is unlikely he will find her within the next few days. The forest is big. He could be on her now if he didn't kill his best lead but he now knows he's heading in the right direction. He will find the trainer soon and he will have his revenge.
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A group of sparrows fly by a few hours later and just happen to see an eviscerated pikachu lying in the trail. They swoop down and begin pecking the body clean. Who would leave such a tasty body here? More sparrows see the commotion and join in. By nightfall the pikachu is picked clean. All that is left are the biggest bones that could not be carried off.
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Thus ending your story. You died for a noble cause, right? You are forgotten by the tribe but the umbreon will remember you as the pikachu who stood up to him. You leave no legacy but hey, you died a heroine's death!
