Shay Draklyn
Ryme City Entrance
Affected RPers: @Noblejanobii @Neo Emolga @Winter


The chaos and screaming was only growing more and more with each passing second. In reality, only a few minutes at most had passed, but it felt like an eternity. Shay was trying to track three different battles at once, and although her filming buddy was only trying to help, she was not a fan of back-seat battling. There wasn't time to argue about it. Whoever those two Cinccino were, they were incredibly stupid, or incredibly brave. She knew Havoc could handle the fight. Soon the sound of police sirens came behind her, and Shay looked away from the combat for a brief moment. People and more Pokemon... and someone with a lot more Pokemon on them than the Trainer thought should be with a Ryme City resident. Maybe they weren't from here? There wasn't time for questions, only action.

Shay saw the additions to the fray, a bit thankful for the back up as these Pokemon were acting far out of their normal behaviours. Even enraged Pokemon in the sanctuary would have had a brief moment of pause by now. Shay grew up around Tyranitars and was there when the Lake of Rage had the Gyarados incident-

Thats what it was. The incident at the Lake of Rage.


It was a huge city with radio towers probably everywhere. The incident happened so long ago, no one would think it would resurface. Especially since that was a Team Rocket fiasco. Shay needed to make phone calls as soon as she could. A second glance at Havoc drew her attention away, as a thundering crash caught her attention. Shay stared in worry as there was a Pangoro, the two Cinccino, and a small crater in the ground. Havoc wasn't anywhere to be seen for one second too long. Instinctively Shay took one step towards the destruction, then stopped. She knew Havoc. Havoc trusted Shay. This had happened before. She had gotten back up before. Havoc always got back up...

The trainer had to stop Choros from running into a fight she wasn't going to win. They needed her here, and all they could do was wait.

VS Zoroark
Watching the Decidueye, Cayci was glad to have a friend in the fight. Taking the opportunity, she lobbed a ball of Sticky Web at the closed claw of the Zoroark. It couldn't cut webs if it had no claws, and trying with fangs may leave it's mouth shut. The Galvantula sprung another Electro Ball into the fox's back before taking a chance and leaping onto it with all four legs. It was manageable with the archer owl keeping it's attention, but that attention snapped like a log in a Bewear's paws. Cayci began forming as many Electroweb's as she could, trying to slow this manic Zoroark down as much as possible. It was starting to work, but not at the pace she had hoped for. At least now the Zoroark was mostly stuck within a five by five foot square, but Cayci was taking a hit to the head for it. Yellow fur flew as dark claws raked across the top of her head. That Night Slash hurt, but between a Decidueye and a Galvantula, a Galvantula wasn't going to hurt as much from such a blow. Still, Cayci couldn't take another hit like that.

The Galvantula looked up at her new combat partner. 'If you wanna hit 'em, don't worry 'bout me! I can still out sprint this guy!'

It had to decide to take off the Galvantula backpack, or go for the easier target.

VS Salamence
Sonata was playing a dangerous game with the Salamence. Being more powerful meant more destruction, and the Noivern couldn't keep up with every flaming blast sent in the direction of civilians and onlookers. Her psychic abilities left much to be desired in terms of say, an Alakazam, but she was doing her best. Licks of flame had touched her fur and scales, and even the stray embers stung just a bit. The Noivern knew she couldn't take a hit from this Salamence, but so far, her flying skills were far superior. Perhaps it was now time to try a direct approach.

Or so Sonata thought. In her head she felt that familiar instinct. The one where someone friendly nearby was going to attack, and she couldn't help but feel she was in the way. Looking down for a moment, she spotted more Pokemon as the Salamence redirected it's fury upon the ground once more: A Froslass, a Vaporeon and a small candle-no, a Litwick. She could see the energy coalesce, a light blue one that she knew too well. She hated that energy, but that was where her instinct was coming from. The Tailwind was still with her, and she had an idea. Doing a quick circle around, Sonata put all of her effort into making sure that Salamence was hit. That dragon could see that what he attempted to ignite before had to fight back, and was looking to easily dodge out of the way.

That was until a Noivern slammed the dragon into both of the oncoming attacks. Sonata took a few seconds to gain airspace between her and the blue beast, knowing those claws and fangs weren't just for show. Sonata took the moment, looking at her two allies and thinking quickly at them. 'I'll be safe from your attacks. Keep going!' She wouldn't be safe from the Salamence's though, but it had a choice between the two of them now.

VS Pangoro
Havoc didn't expect two Cinccinos to suddenly appear, climbing up the Pangoro's back as they exchanged blows. The Haxorus didn't pay much mind to them, not wanting to alert the bear of their presence. That didn't stop one of them from being grabbed, and the second to become very upset by it. Still, while one of them was held, that meant that paw was being used. Purplish energy formed in the Haxorus' palm, striking in the softest bend of the elbow with Poison Jab. At this time, the Cinccino was going for the Pangoro's eye. A bit of a dirty tactic, but now wasn't a time for honour and Havoc had to respect that. The roar was nearly deafening in the dragon's ear, and yet, both of the small Pokemon ended up being flung. Havoc took the one second opportunity to get in a sweeping Low Kick with the half blinded menace in the state it was, bringing it down to one knee with a hefty strike. The bear screamed in rage once again, grabbing Havoc by her tail and throwing her as far as it could to the side. It wasn't enough to harm the Haxorus, but claws carved the pavement to prevent her from losing footing.

The Pangoro still had one eye open, and Havoc could see, it was glaring at the one who caused it this problem in the first place. It's body began to glow slightly blue and with one eye open, head for the first Cinccino it could see. She couldn't let the small comrades be hit with that. She knew the power of that move... Superpower. The dragon sprinted with all the speed she could muster to get between the small Pokemon and the much larger force, and by the time her body was in the way, she felt a painful force crush her into the concrete.

Havoc didn't see anything. There was only darkness. For a second, everything was calm. The weight from her back lifted, and the pain was becoming numb. She couldn't do much more. Her scale armoring was dented, maybe her tusks were chipped at this point, she wasn't sure, but there was an ease to being still. The dust around her had not settled yet, but the very distant sound of the chaos was beginning to filter in. Havoc thought, she could still hear that angry Pangoro... what about those Cinccino's? What about Choros? Was she safe? Was Shay safe? Did she win-no, she didn't win. Havoc remembered one point like this before. No, there wasn't leaving anything up to chance. This Pangoro was going to be stopped, and Havoc wouldn't stop until it was.

She had to hold on so Shay wouldn't worry.

The sound came back to Havoc's ears. It was only perhaps twenty seconds, but in a fight, that was plenty of time. Havoc's eyes flashed open, burning with adrenaline. There was no fight or flight in Havoc, there was only fight, and until it faded, she was going to do just that. As the panda went for another punch, Havoc sprung up what parts of her body she could, intercepting the clenched fist with her claws and digging in as hard as she could. Using that as a hold to bring herself back up, the Pangoro went for another strike- this time at Havoc. Havoc did the same thing, shaking with adrenaline and fury. All claws were dug into their positions, acting as an anchor to keep the Pangoro from thrashing. Havoc roared, hoping that the two Cinccino could hear her.

'I've got the arms, go for his other eye, now! We end this fight.'

There was one small advantage to this situation: neither of them could really use their arms or reach with fangs or feet, but a Pangoro didn't have greataxe-like tusks on their faces.