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Worst Weekend Ever

Who:Cobra Commander and Killua Zoldyck
Where: Goldenrod City
When: The 16th!
Summary: Cobra Commander’s brief return to Goldenrod is interrupted by Killua.
Rating: Let’s go with PG-13
Log:

Cobra Commander really should be in Vermillion City right now. There’s no shortage of orders for him to give the dockworkers, and even with his new assistant’s help, there was still a ridiculous amount of paperwork. But, at the same time, there were invoices to pick up, and the last delivery hadn’t been as prompt as the Commander would have liked, so he was in town today to personally see them to Vermillion City.

Since it was such a simple task and he wouldn’t be in town long, the Commander had opted for a less than elaborate disguise. Just a coat, hat, and glasses to disguise his usual outfit and mask. After all, with no warrants out for his arrest and his enemies completely unaware of his whereabouts, what did he have to worry about?

“Imagine how shocked they’ll all be to learn I was here! Right under their noses!” He exclaimed, cackling as he made his way through the streets of Goldenrod City.

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"Oh this" He does a few yo-yo tricks before launching another hit. "I got a bit bored and decided to experiment with a few things. It isn't has good as what I have at home but it works."

Truth be told he be messing around with the idea since the fall but he never got the chance to use it until now. While he wasn't a technical genius like his dorky fat ass older brother He had been messing with quite a few item and getting creative.

"Yes, go and tell the police that you've been attacked by a kid with yo-yos," he rolls his eyes.

The second hit hurts just as much and elicits another yell from Cobra Commander. “That’s right! I’ll tell them all about your weapon, and all about this place! Unless you let me go!”

Cobra Commander didn’t expect this bluff to work. It was the type of garbage civilians used when captured by Cobra forces, and it certainly didn’t work there either. Unless the guards were some of his stupider minions. And if this kid was able to capture him so easily, then he definitely wasn’t one of those. But still, he figured it was worth trying. It’s not like he had a lot of options here.

"First off you don't know your location." This time Killua switches to something else. He reaches into his pockets and pulls out a sling shot. Then he steps over to one of the box and takes a small bucket filled with berries.

He's loads one into slingshot and aims for the mask.

"Second like I said before you are going to tell the police you've been attacked by a kid with a yo-yos. They'll probably pity your ass."

“Not just yo-yos! But a children’s toy modified to give an electric shock! I’m sure they’ll be interested in that!”

Or maybe they wouldn’t. Cobra Commander knew next to nothing about the police in this world aside from their mindboggling levels of incompetence and the bizarre ways in which certain crimes were considered worse than others. Not that he had much time to dwell on it since seeing the slingshot aimed at his face was a much more important thing to focus on.

“Don’t you dare fire that thing at me!” He continued pushing and pulling against the ropes, still trying to free himself. “Don’t you dare!”

"They'd probably think it's a faulty electric yo-yo."

He's just going to let the man believe that the toy was special. It was just a normal electric yo-yo that was possessed by his Rotom.

"Oh you're right I should fire it yet." He snaps his fingers and his Mismagius appears right above the commander. "Wonka use Magical Leaf."

The glowing leaves come down, slicing into the man's uniform. It doesn't totally shred the uniform; it does leave a quite a few noticeable cuts. Killua aim was to open up a few wounds.

"Now I can fire them~"

“What have you done to my uniform?” Cobra flinched as the leaves tore cloth and skin. “Ow, ssstop that! What do you think you’re doing? Attacking me? Me of all people? You won’t get away with thisss!”

Though Cobra Commander really had no idea what the appropriate way to retaliate would be. Something horrible obviously. But first he had to escape, and that really didn’t seem too possible right now. This brat must have been a scout or something because these ropes seemed impossible to wriggle out of. “I’m warning you! Don’t you dare fire that thing at me!”

"Keep thinking that if it makes you feel better." He pulls a berry from out of his bucket. "I honestly don't care who you are. I told you before you ticked off the wrong person. You really should take threats more seriously."

He pulls out a Pecha berry, loads it into his slingshot and fires. He hits on cuts on the commander's side. The berry bursts on impact, its juices slowly running into the cut.

Even after two years in this world, there were still a number of things Cobra Commander had to yet to learn about. Berries were one of those things. More specifically the effects on berries on human beings. For example, he had no idea what would happen if a person tried to eat a Pecha Berry. But he now knew was that having the juices of one come into contact with an open wound produced a very unpleasant stinging sensation.

“You’ll pay for thisssss! I ssswear it!” He cringed and thrashed against the ropes again. His struggling wasn’t getting him anywhere, but that berry really stung.

He reaches into his bucket of wonders and grabs a Cheri berry. He fires it at another cut right as Cobra finishes speaking.

"You're just going to make it worse moving around like that." After that he switches back and forth between the two until the bucket is empty. The man was completely cover in juice.

His uniform was torn and stained. His cuts were stinging, and all Cobra Commander could focus on was the indignity of it all. Here he was at the mercy of this brat and being made a complete fool of. Not to mention to the tailor and laundry bills he was facing afterwards. This was all completely unacceptable and there would be serious repercussions for all of it.

“Are you finished yet? Let me go, and I ssstill might be willing to forget this incident ever happened!” He wouldn’t of course, but the sooner he escaped, the sooner he could start plotting his revenge.

"Nope, that was just to soften you up. The pain might get to you soon." Cheri berres have that fun little aftereffect after all. He walks up right front of the man and punched in the gut. Thankfully for Cobra Commander he didn't have his normal strength, that would probably kill the guy. It would still hurt.

"I'll just have to do that just to make sure you're paying attention. I tend to get bored when my parents grounded me too. Even if this is probably a fifth of what I normally get." He takes out his yo-yo again and step back. The toy is sparking again. Being wet will probably make what’s about to happen a lot more unpleasant.

Edited 2012-06-28 03:16 (UTC)

Cobra Commander fell forward, or as forward as the ropes allowed, as the air was driven out of his lungs. He’d never admit it to anyone, but the brat had a good punch. Not as painful as the ones thrown by the Joes, but not something he’d want to experience again.

Trying to pick himself back up only brought another round of pain thanks to the Berry. So getting up really didn’t seem like an option right now. Or it didn’t until he heard the crackle of the electrified yo-yo again. “No! Don’t use that again!” Ignoring the pain from the berries, the Commander twisted and struggled, trying to move away from the weapon.

"Don't worry, I know you're getting bored. So I made sure to juice up the power a bit more." He waves the yo-yo in the air to demonstrate. There is way more sparks coming off the toy now.

"Try to not fall asleep on me." He smiles before launching the toy to toward the commander. Once it hit the man, he pulls it back and sends it out again without pausing.

“You did what?”

Killua used Double Slap! It’s a critical hit! Cobra Commander teetered back and forth on the verge of passing out, smoke rising up from where the berry juice was. He muttered a few things under his breath, but nothing really coherent. Coherency went out the window after the twin electric shocks. After a few more minutes of muttering, he managed to get out a coherent statement. “No more! Sssstop!”

"Oh come we just have a little more grounding to go and then it will be all done." It looks like the guy might actually past out though. Killua can't have that happening. He goes up and gives the guy another punch. When that doesn't seem to work, he sighs before getting a second bucket. This one was filled with ice cold water. The brat dumps it all on the man.

"That should freshen you up," The brat glances at a clock on the nearby wall. "We have one more hour to go~"

“One hour?”

It felt like he had already been here for an eternity. He wasn’t sure if he could take another hour of electrocutions without blacking out or worse. If only Johto had some sort of Geneva Convention barring the use of electrified yo-yos.

“You can’t be sssserious!”

"Of course I am, unless you want to take it to two hours. I have other things to do but if you insist" He casually states.

"Maybe I should switch to the darts" Leaning back a little, he ponders to himself.

“Darts? Not darts! I am not ssssome sort of human pincushion!” Cobra Commander screamed in terror

The thought of being used as a dartboard horrified him. That’s the type of thing that should be done to his enemies, or to some of his less competent minions. But not to him. Never to him.

"Alright I'll stick to me yo-yo, I'll use darts if you tick me off again" He'd probably kill the man, if that did happen.

Then the attack begins again, Killua keeps the man barely conscious. The yo-yo is constantly being whipped around, there is barely a pause. The only break is when Killua stop the commander from passing out. This goes on for an agonizing hour.

After an hour of repeated electrocution, Cobra Commander really didn’t have much to offer as far as conversation goes. Not even to make threats. He was too busy trying to stay conscious.

“Ssstop…no more…no more,” he managed to get out. He wasn’t even thinking about revenge right now. He just wanted this idiot to let him go.

A small ringing sound goes off all the sudden. Killua takes out his gear, turning the alarm off. He puts up his toy and before giving Cobra Commander his attention.

"Looks like time is up." It had been a boring hour for him after a while. He honestly can understand this chore for anyone to do. The brat goes over and cuts all the ropes. Letting the man hit the floor. "I think this is the part where I say I hope you learned your lesson. Not that you're even listening anymore."

He nudges the man lightly with his foot.

“Time’s…up?” The Commander managed to ask before blacking out. Had he still been conscious he would have marveled at his ability to survive the past hour or worried that the alarm only meant another hour of misery would begin. But instead of expressing any of this, he simply lay there, unconscious and unresponsive.

Killua knells beside the man to check his pulse before getting up. It was surprising how well the man did in the end. It looks like the guy could take a lot of pain.

He slowly drags the man back up stairs. What Killua had been waiting for was night fall. He knew the perfect place to leave his cargo. He takes the back streets to his destination. Once he is outside the city it's pretty clear where he is going. The commander will surely wake up refreshed in the tall grass of Goldenrod park.

Edited 2012-07-01 00:15 (UTC)

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