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We have faced each other so many times I have lost count and usually we end up fighting. I am younger and way less experienced, so he always won in the beginning and of that times I could only narrowly escape death. But I trained hard and bit by bit I gained strength. Now we're almost equal, but that doesn't ease the tension I feel with every fight. Every movement we make always is a decision about life and death. I thought this time would be no different. Boy, am I wrong!
I stagger back as pain explodes in my left shoulder. Clutching it I grimace but keep my eyes on my opponent. He glares back.
I try to move my left arm and luckily I still can though the pain I feel makes my vision go black and me vulnerable. I hear Dusknoir chuckle darkly and panic raises inside of me. Desperately I try to focus. Blinking a few times, I manage to regain my vision just in time to see Dusknoir's fist, covered in a nasty dark purple, coming right for my face. I let my instincts take over and duck. A breeze cold as death strives me and I shudder. The I suddenly realize that there is an opening. Dusknoir's attack has left him vulnerable for a short moment. That is a chance I would make good use of! The leaves on my right arm begin to glow and I dart forward, slicing right through the enemies body. I hear him screaming in pain and feel something warm splatter against my body. Again, I feel pain raising but this time I manage to stay focused.
We turn around at the same time, facing each other yet again. I can see the hate in his eye, his intention to kill me even more visible then before. He lungs at me in rage and throws a fit of attacks. Since he doesn't focus probably I can dodge nearly all. As Dusknoir has to stop to catch his breath, I shoot a Bullet Seed at him, making him stumble back and attack with Leaf Blade. Even though I could only use one of my arms and thus my attack is only half as strong as it could be, I somehow manage to land a critical hit.
Dusknoir slumps down.
I pant, my ragged breath biting into my lungs.
Dusknoir tries to stand up but the wounds and the blood loss caused by me stop him. So he lays down again and stares at me. Either he's plotting something or he's just waiting for me to end it.
But I just stare at him.
I have won.
He has most likely damaged my arm – like some times before - but still I won! Now I could avenge all the times he had hunted Celebi and me down. I could finally get rid of him for the new future.
I look towards him, he glares back hateful, his once imposing form laying on the ground in a huge puddle of his own blood. He really gives a pathetic picture.
My leaves begin to glow as I readied myself. Now I would kill him... okay now... now... DAMN!
I sigh. I couldn't do it.
Dusknoir glares at me, this time not with hate but with utter confusion.
"Why don't you kill me?"
"I'm not as low as you!" I hiss, then I continue with a smirk while trying to get as much cruelty in my voice as possible: "Besides... you're lonely, cruel, everyone hates you. I think having you live that kind of life is worse then killing you."
For the blink of an eye I can see something in his eye, but before I can put my claw on it, it's gone.
Before he's able do it anything, I turn around and run. I run and don't stop until I'm in the forest and able to feel Celebi's presence, which means safety. I sit down in the grass and wait for her to come out, what seconds later she does.
"Welcome back my dear, teehee!" she thrills and hugs me happily before she notices my limp arm and the blood on my body. She blanches and I quickly assure her that it isn't my blood. Then I tell her about the fight and the outcome. She blinks at me, actually looking serious for once.
"Did you..." She trails off but she doesn't need to finish the sentence. I shake my head.
"I couldn't do it. I don't know why."
Celebi smiles warmly and cuddles closer.
"That's because you have a pure heart, my dear."
She begins to tell me about her 'day' but I can't concentrate on listening. My thoughts go back to Dusknoir. Is he still alive? I kind of hope he is. It is crazy, he wants to kill me but still... seeing him so weak and helpless made me feel strange and I don't like that. I really hope he will live.

One month later I found out he did. I had met a young human with a really interesting ability called the dimensional scream. Celebi said that it would bring our mission to a hole new level. But the human would need to touch something from around Temporal Tower to trigger that ability. Better even, something from inside the tower. Celebi, knowing me, forbid me to go close to it. Well... I've always been stubborn.
When I stormed out of the tower, the little stone from near Dialga's throne clutched to my chest, I bumped into Dusknoir. He attempted to fight me and I knew I was in serious trouble. I had been hit by one of Dialga's attacks and one more hit would make me faint. Just when I mentally finished with my life, I noticed that Dusknoir let me out of his eyes for a split second to long to be coincidence,giving me the time to flee.

I think that's what humans call 'quid pro quo'.

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We have faced each other so many times I have lost count and usually we end up fighting. I am younger and way less experienced, so he always won in the beginning and of that times I could only narrowly escape death. But I trained hard and bit by bit I gained strength. Now we're almost equal, but that doesn't ease the tension I feel with every fight. Every movement we make always is a decision about life and death. I thought this time would be no different. Boy, am I wrong!
I stagger back as pain explodes in my left shoulder. Clutching it I grimace but keep my eyes on my opponent. He glares back.
I try to move my left arm and luckily I still can though the pain I feel makes my vision go black and me vulnerable. I hear Dusknoir chuckle darkly and panic raises inside of me. Desperately I try to focus. Blinking a few times, I manage to regain my vision just in time to see Dusknoir's fist, covered in a nasty dark purple, coming right for my face. I let my instincts take over and duck. A breeze cold as death strives me and I shudder. The I suddenly realize that there is an opening. Dusknoir's attack has left him vulnerable for a short moment. That is a chance I would make good use of! The leaves on my right arm begin to glow and I dart forward, slicing right through the enemies body. I hear him screaming in pain and feel something warm splatter against my body. Again, I feel pain raising but this time I manage to stay focused.
We turn around at the same time, facing each other yet again. I can see the hate in his eye, his intention to kill me even more visible then before. He lungs at me in rage and throws a fit of attacks. Since he doesn't focus probably I can dodge nearly all. As Dusknoir has to stop to catch his breath, I shoot a Bullet Seed at him, making him stumble back and attack with Leaf Blade. Even though I could only use one of my arms and thus my attack is only half as strong as it could be, I somehow manage to land a critical hit.
Dusknoir slumps down.
I pant, my ragged breath biting into my lungs.
Dusknoir tries to stand up but the wounds and the blood loss caused by me stop him. So he lays down again and stares at me. Either he's plotting something or he's just waiting for me to end it.
But I just stare at him.
I have won.
He has most likely damaged my arm – like some times before - but still I won! Now I could avenge all the times he had hunted Celebi and me down. I could finally get rid of him for the new future.
I look towards him, he glares back hateful, his once imposing form laying on the ground in a huge puddle of his own blood. He really gives a pathetic picture.
My leaves begin to glow as I readied myself. Now I would kill him... okay now... now... DAMN!
I sigh. I couldn't do it.
Dusknoir glares at me, this time not with hate but with utter confusion.
"Why don't you kill me?"
"I'm not as low as you!" I hiss, then I continue with a smirk while trying to get as much cruelty in my voice as possible: "Besides... you're lonely, cruel, everyone hates you. I think having you live that kind of life is worse then killing you."
For the blink of an eye I can see something in his eye, but before I can put my claw on it, it's gone.
Before he's able do it anything, I turn around and run. I run and don't stop until I'm in the forest and able to feel Celebi's presence, which means safety. I sit down in the grass and wait for her to come out, what seconds later she does.
"Welcome back my dear, teehee!" she thrills and hugs me happily before she notices my limp arm and the blood on my body. She blanches and I quickly assure her that it isn't my blood. Then I tell her about the fight and the outcome. She blinks at me, actually looking serious for once.
"Did you..." She trails off but she doesn't need to finish the sentence. I shake my head.
"I couldn't do it. I don't know why."
Celebi smiles warmly and cuddles closer.
"That's because you have a pure heart, my dear."
She begins to tell me about her 'day' but I can't concentrate on listening. My thoughts go back to Dusknoir. Is he still alive? I kind of hope he is. It is crazy, he wants to kill me but still... seeing him so weak and helpless made me feel strange and I don't like that. I really hope he will live.

One month later I found out he did. I had met a young human with a really interesting ability called the dimensional scream. Celebi said that it would bring our mission to a hole new level. But the human would need to touch something from around Temporal Tower to trigger that ability. Better even, something from inside the tower. Celebi, knowing me, forbid me to go close to it. Well... I've always been stubborn.
When I stormed out of the tower, the little stone from near Dialga's throne clutched to my chest, I bumped into Dusknoir. He attempted to fight me and I knew I was in serious trouble. I had been hit by one of Dialga's attacks and one more hit would make me faint. Just when I mentally finished with my life, I noticed that Dusknoir let me out of his eyes for a split second to long to be coincidence,giving me the time to flee.

I think that's what humans call 'quid pro quo'.