You Can't Throw A Pokeball Guard Down Novels & Stories

" I finally had a use. She threw a shield. A tight, angled pane in front of her—no wider than the width of the guard’s shoulders, no taller than her own ribs. Silver snapped up, invisible until impact. The baton slammed into it and rebounded with a sharp crack. The shockwave took the guard’s legs out from under her; she went sprawling backward, weapon skittering away. Elowen’s power flared with the motion—hot, eager. She grabbed it and *held,* forcing it to stay in the shape she’d given it instead of blooming into the wild dome it wanted.

There’s blood on its face, shining from the light of the energy ball above us. I telekinetically throw it back, but he doesn’t go flying. He stumbles and recovers fast. “Shit.” I don’t have any weapons or vanquishing potions. I’m going to have to blow this fucker up, and that means letting him get close. I dart away, moving under the bright energy ball. I steal a quick glance up and raise my hand, powering the ball until it’s so bright it’s almost blinding.

Signal the guards. And walk straight into the alley.

"Ensure this room is guarded at all times." So much for not being a prisoner...

But I don’t need to I just need— a distraction. My eyes drop to the forest floor. Rocks, small and sharp Perfect. I grab one. Weigh it in my hand. Then I throw hard. It crashes into the bushes far to the left. The sound is loud enough to break the tension instantly. “Over there!” Two guards break formation immediately, moving toward the noise. Good. I grab another rock. Throw it in the opposite direction. Another crash. More guards turn. “What was that?” “Spread out!” Confusion ripples through the clearing.

The guard on the left lunged for Rey. He grabbed the guard’s spear, gripping it tightly as it punctured him in the shoulder ever so slightly. Though looking at his face, it didn’t seem to bother him and only allowed him more control as he jolted the spear back with great force, shoving the guard to the ground. He threw the obtained spear out of reach.

I needed a broken branch or a stone to throw and I needed to find it quickly. As the guards moved closer, I spotted a pile of rock not too far from me. Taking a deep breath, I inched towards the pile and picked a single pebble from it all the while praying that the rustling leaves would not give my position away. With careful precision, I threw the pebble in the opposite direction. It flew into the air and hit a tree with a soft thud. The sound wasn't as loud as I wanted it to be but luckily, it was loud enough to get the attention of the guards. "I heard something come from over there," one of them shouted as I pointed in the direction that I had thrown the pebble at.

I won’t go down easily. I lunge at the guard, leading with the small rock I managed to pick up from the ground during my roll and I smash it into his temple. He goes down with a thud, but before I can turn to check for more, someone punches me in the side and the sheer force of it knocks the breath from me.

"En, do you have anything to suggest or advise to give to me?" "Yes, prioritize your safety. Cruel it may be, the life of your mother's friend is lesser than yours. And one more thing, the batteries that are filled with your energy can be used as a disposable grenade, you just need to overload it with your energy and throw it at your target, but I need to remind you that it may blow in your hand if you are not careful, and the marble itself will disintegrate after using them like so." I glanced at the marble inside the pouch as I strapped it to my waist

Hayden The two guards who were stationed outside the entrance looked at me warily but let Jax pass without a moment of hesitation. On my left, I saw a little boy trying to perfect his aim by throwing a ball made of socks or something. He was trying to hit a pile of rocks kept around 15 feet from him and he was missing it every single time. His little face grew frustrated every time he missed it but he kept going. While I watched his attempts fail for the 5th time, his little face grew sorrowful.