"As if you could kidnap the world champs!"

[Zetterwhat]

It was early afternoon, the sun was high in the sky and it's warm rays shone down upon Mt. Sliver and the C.O.D.A. Headquarters that was hidden away, nestled in the secluded mountain range. Everything seemed quiet enough, not much seemed to be happening, though after awhile a faint sound could be heard in the distance, the sound of an engine. For anyone that worked with C.O.D.A. this noise usually only meant one thing; that there was soon to be new 'recruits' for their cause, and sure enough after a few moments a large black van came into view of the base, it's driver a normal man dressed in black and in the passenger seat a Zigzagoon morph, there as some form of 'muscle' in case something somehow went wrong. Obvious enough it was yet another kidnapped person being dragged away to be forced into the ranks of C.O.D.A.'s morphs, but while this was already know there was still one question that remained unanswered as of yet: just who was it this time?
Inside the back of the van the engine could be heard as a low growl as it pushed the vehicle slowly towards the lab, the van bounced slightly every so often do to the uneven terrain that it was going over. In the back it was pitch black and hot, seeing as there was little ventilation, and in the corner, propped against the back wall and bound by ropes was a long shadowy figure. It was human of course, a young man around the age of 17 with long hair and and clad in a black hoodie, a plain tee, and blue jeans, any battle fan that kept up with the current news would have easily picked him out as James Crimsonbane, the current, Johto League, not to mention basically the World Pokemon Champ, due to his victory in the Pokemon League Challenges in all the different regions. Unfortunately for his captors though, they did not know this, and had no idea what they where about to unleash upon themselves if he where to wake up before they made it to the lab. He and his Pokemon partner had already been know to have taken out several morphs in open fights when provoked, one man and a morph would stand no chance...
All seemed quiet and safe though for the two drivers in the front, as the drug that they had slipped the unsuspecting champion apparently had yet to ware off and they where not far from the lab now... "THUMP!" the van had hit a rather large rock in the unpaved road that it traveled throwing it up somewhat, after this there was another thump in the back; the sound of the captive trainer's head colliding with the floor of the van, "Oh I hope that didn't hurt him." the Zigzagoon morph snickered at the sound.

"Ack!" the trainer groaned from the back unheard by the drivers as his head becoming familiar with the floor snapped him out of his unconsciousness. "Ooow, w-what happened...w-where am I?" he struggled to try to remember what had happened and how he ended up where he was, the last memory that he could bring into focus was that of a kind gentleman buying him a drink the the night before.

"Dammit!" he curse to himself as he realized that he was bound, it didn't take him long to figure out what had happened, that he had been kidnapped and was now being taken somewhere clearly against his will. He struggled at his bonds for a moment only to find the the rope around his wrists was too tight for him to undo himself.
"Lance, get out here." He spoke in a hushed tone, smacking the pokeball that was on his waist that had been hidden by his hoodie to prevent his captors from know that her was a trainer seeing as they didn't know anything about him. There was a flash of white light for a moment then a Lucario stood beside his bound partner, he wore a black scarf tightly around his neck.

"And just what did you get yourself in this time? The Lucario, Lance, replied removing the ropes that bound James.
"It's got to be that guy from last night..." James spoke back, "The bastard must have drugged me and is trying to kidnap us, we need to get out of here A.S.A.P."
"If I'm not mistaken this is a moving truck... Lance gave him a wry look.
"Heh! Like that has ever stopped us?" He quipped.
Lance smiled for a moment know that James already had some crazy plan in mind as usual, the where an unstoppable team when together as they had proven many times in the past."Well then get up and lets go, I hope you haven't forgotten how to use your aura." he teased.
"As if!" James replied pulling himself shakily to his feet. "Now on the count of three!" He ordered a small blue orb appearing above his open palm his partner doing the same. " One! Two!

"BOOM!!" An explosion rocked the truck as the two in the back blew the door off, quickly jumping out in the process as the driver, in a panic, sharply turned the wheel flipping the van as he did so. An auditable "What the hell was that!!" Could be heard as the Zigzagoon morph crawled out on the vehicle just in time to be leaped upon by not Lance, but James himself, who quickly thrush his arm down under the morph's collar, cutting off his ability to breath.

" That would be us!" He growled lowly pinning the morph so that he couldn't fight back./ "Now sleep!"He held him there till he blacked out from lack of oxygen, disabling him from pretty much doing anything. Killing was something James did not believe in doing.
"Ok Lance let go!" He jumped of his victim and took off as fast as his feet could carry him, Lance following close behind. It didn't take too long before the two's escape before it was realized that something was wrong as a loud alarm siren sounded from the lab. Neither James nor Lance knew if someone from the lab had seen what happened and sounded the alarm or if the driver had come to and sounded it himself, nor did they care though. All the alarm meant to them was that they would need to quicken their pace...

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((Yay lets go Piez :3))

[¿Piez?]

Unfortunately for the pair of escapees, a small group had already been sent to handle things.

There was a pair of Scyther Morphs darting quickly ahead of the others in order to stop their prey before he had the chance to get any further away from the lab. Right behind them were several startled lab-workers, a huge Tyranitar Morph, and… a Porygon-Z Morph, who was walking – err, levitating – casually toward the Lucario and the boy.

The Scyther-duo lunged ahead of James and raised their bladed arms in a dangerous position. They both looked ready to attack at a moment’s notice. “Take another ssstep, and you loossse your head,” one of them hissed at the boy in a raspy voice. His cohort said nothing, but her icy glare probably sent a pretty clear message to the boy and his Pokémon.

By now the white-coated lab-workers had scattered around the edges of the scene and were looking onward, waiting to see what would happen. None of them intended to get directly involved, but if anything went wrong they would be the ones to get help.

Anastasia Malone, the Porygon-Z Morph, approached carefully. She was a good distance behind the boy, and her Tyranitar ‘friend’ stood at her side. She seemed calm. Cool. Careless. This was simply another small job to do; today’s event; an easy matter that would be settled within a few moments. Of this she was certain, and she would handle the situation as such.

“And where might you be going?” she asked in her usual monotone. “Really, there isn’t any way you could escape at this point, I’m afraid. Just giving in would be the easiest and least painful option for you now.”

[Zetterwhat]

"Get the Fuck out of our way!" James roared not even attempting to slow down as he jumped, catching the male scyther morph's head with his foot and bringing his whole body down, the unsuspecting morphs head being smashed under his heavy boots with enough force to give him a major concussion, if not cause him to black out right on the spot as his head met the ground. Lance on the the other hand side stepped the other morph as he passed then promptly spinning to face her back struck out with three lightning fast force palms down her spine, leaving her paralyzed as he bolted again after his trainer.

"Should we take care of the other two?" Lance asked giving a backward glance at the Tyranitar and Porygon Z morphs. "No." Was his trainer's reply. "But if they try anything you know what to do, but as for now, He pulled a small black orb out of his pocket, it was a smoke ball. Lets get out of here!" As he said the last part of this he hurled the orb at the ground causing the area to be enveloped in a thick black smoke, and when it faded they where gone!

Where did they go, that was the immedate question that arose by there suddne vanishing act. Everything was quiet and empty, but if one listened closly a faint sound could be heard, the sound of loose gravel shifting. The two had taken the oppratunity of their smokescreen to hope over a simi-steep slope that went down into a wooded area. Once at the bottom the two took off again hoping to use the trees as cover...

(( Ok how is that now? :3))

[¿Piez?]

Anastasia looked around quickly, surprised by the boy and his Lucario's sudden disappearence but not discouraged in the least. She cast the crippled Scyther-duo a glance.

"It seems we need to call for backup. Unfortunately," she said with an air of obvious displeasure about her. The Pokemorph turned to face one of the startled lab-workers and motioned with her hand. "Well?" He and most of the others scurried off immediately.

For now it was just Anastasia and the Tyranitar, who remained silent and simply was staring emptily into the distance. Anastasia did not acknowledge him. Rather she proceeded to focus her mind on the boy. Hone in on his location. Lock-On was one of her more useful moves, and very rarely did foes escape her thanks to its help. She detected his energy below her, and when she snapped back to reality it was clear that he'd disappeared into the woods. The Tyranitar Morph wasn't going to be able to get down there without taking a roundabout path, and by then they would more likely than not be gone already. Perhaps I should wait for reinforcements to arrive before going down there alone... But, of course, he would be running. She wasn't about to loose him if she could help it.

"Rock Slide," she commanded to the Tyranitar, pointing in the direction of the slope. He obeyed readily, stepping over to the edge and pounding his foot powerfully into the ground. Rocks and pebbles came loose from the earth, quickly growing into large boulders and toppling down into the woodland below. Hopefully that would serve as a good distraction while Anastasia made her way down. She avoided the toppling rocks and descended into the cover of the trees, keeping a lookout for the boy. Another Lock-On led her eyes directly to him.

Ah. There you are.

[Zetterwhat]

By the time Ana had gotten into the woodland James and Lance had already made it a good ways into the woods and had stopped to take a break, they both knew there was no way the T-Tar morph could make it down that slope and a Porygon Z morph was something that they hardly considered a threat. If the Pory followed them this far they figured that type advantage and it being a two on one fight would make for a quick easy win.

"James?" Lance asked getting his trainer's attention, waiting for him to look up from the rock he was sitting on to rest before he continued. "Are you sure that it's safe for us to be taking a break already? I know that we left those other two in the dust but still, you already know that over confidence is a bad thing." The Lucario chastised his partner's poor judgment in such a dangerous situation.

"Relax Lance." James sighed getting back to his feet. "It's only for a second, I really only needed to see what items I had left on me." At this he threw a Blackbelt to Lance that he had been wearing as a regular belt. Lance put it on almost immediately as James began to start walking at a brisk pace.

'Wait!' James had only taken three steps before a chilling sensation overcame him. "Lance, you sense that too don't you!?" James spun around only to see than Lance had backed up to where he was and had taken a fighting stance. "It's that Porygon one, He growled, "I'm guessing it only found us because it knows Lock-on. James, get ready, speed isn't going to save us with that Lock-on.

"Like you honestly need to tell me twice. James had already begun to focus his own senses till he could see where the morph would be coming from. "If she wants a fight so badly then I guess we have no choice... Prepare to engage on my command..."

((Sorry went to movies so couldn't do this sooner))

[¿Piez?]

"On the contrary, I've no desire to fight."

Anastasia floated into their plain view in a casual stance, to further enforce her point. Sure, she'd actually readied herself with a couple Nasty Plots before making herself visible, but that was simply a safety-precaution, in case a "battle" was inevitable. She didn't particularly like resorting to violence when a more diplomatic solution would solve things in a less extreme manner. However, if need be, she would willingly go through the trouble of a fight.

"Really there isn't any reason for there to be a 'fight', as you say. That all depends on what you do. I'm simply obeying orders, as are the other Pokemorphs. You're going to be caught in the end regardless of whether you decide to challenge me or not. Even if you were to defeat me I would simply be replaced tenfold by reinforcements. The clear reasonable option would be to give in. Resistance will only make your ultimate fate more severe."

... Somehow I don't think he's going to be reasonable about this, however, she thought to herself. Mentally she prepared for a most obnoxious and unnecessary fight, predicting that she could be attacked at any given moment.

[Zetterwhat]

"Really?" James asked half laughing."You really think that you can 'catch' us Barbie? That we are just helpless people like the others I know you people have been kidnapping?" He took a step forward as he mocked her, Lance following what he did in unison, hinting at their coordination as a team.

"Well I've got a news flash for you, He looked her square in the eyes. "You aren't taking anyone anywhere, and if you are smart you will just leave now and let use go on our way. If you aren't smart though I guess it is only fair that you know what you are throwing yourself against.

He sighed as he brought both his hands together in that same fashion that his partner Lance would if using Bone Rush,and in the same fashion condensed his aura into a long, glowing blue staff, that he spun skillfully with is right hand. " I am James Crimsonbane His name clearly standing out for it was always mentioned on the Johto news before he had become the Johto Champ as being a person that fearlessly fought morphs out of the towns he had been in as he challenged the gym leaders there, and of course become champ only made his name more commonly used in the news. And i am Lance! His partner's eyes where aglow and the 'ties' to his 'mask' raised as he had changed his vision so that he could see aura clearly.

I'm certain you've heard of us. He kept his gaze focused on Ana unblinkingly. "Now run along, I really don't want to have to hurt you and anyone else that you might call for. I'm not a bad person, I'll let you just leave and forget that any of this even happened, but if you want to push me, then you will see the terrible things that I can do." He left off with that threat, he really didn't want to have to deal with this, he was leaving for home in a few days and this was the last thing he needed to put up with...

[¿Piez?]

"Your ego is only matched by your foolishness," Anastasia responded dryly (or as dryly as she could with her electronic voice). "I could care less what you do to me. Even if you killed me my death and injuries would mean nothing. The honest truth is that your capture is inevitable when there are hundreds of Pokemorphs prepared to hunt you down and, if need be, fight. Regardless of your skills in battle, which I am sure are impressive, you're beyond outnumbered and at an unwinnable disadvantage.

"As such, my point still stands: You may be a 'champion' when it comes to the competitive battling scene, but no matter how hard you fight your victory in this situation is unattainable. There's no reason to even bother with resistance. In fact, it will only make the final outcome of your situation much more painful, if not completely traumatizing. All that is required of you, should you decide to avoid this unnecessary fate, is for you to come peacefully with me and allow us to do as we will. You may even be granted some rare freedoms in the instance that you do so; we normally allow the few more willing subjects to decide what purpose they should serve to us, as well as..." -- she turned her gaze on Lance for a moment -- "... what becomes of their Pokemon companions.

"It seems apparent though that neither one of us is willing to abandon our stances on the issue, regardless of the fine points we have each offered. So. If you truly desire a 'fight', as you say, then I suppose it would be wrong of me to disappoint you, despite my own lack of interest."

Her fingers twitched with anticipation, ready to unleash an attack the moment the boy or his Pokemon made a move. She really wasn't looking forward to this, but if the newest potential Pokemorph was going to be stubborn she didn't have much of a choice.


[/DROWN IN THE TL;DR SEA OF PINK TEXT. >D]

[Zetterwhat]

"NO ONE IS TOUCHING LANCE! He had hardly even let her finish as that remark set him off. " We are an unstoppable team not just when it comes to competitive battling, we have already taken down a good deal of your 'morphs' that thought they could push people around. You aren't all that strong just different than a normal person.

Lance chuckled slightly. "They aren't much different than you though seeing as you have that little gift. the Lucario pointed out. "But that is all the more reason why they don't stand a chance. Tell me, Porygon, do you honestly think you can hold back a well trained Lucario and a human that is basically his carbon copy long enough for this backup you keep talking about to arrive? The Lucario took a threatening step forward, daring her to give them a reason to strike. "Out numbered at the moment and outclassed, you are not in any situation to threaten us, you aren't touching me, nor will I ever let you touch James!'

"Really now, we are leaving back to Sinnoh in too days... we am going home and you aren't stopping us, just in cause you didn't catch what my partner said, I'll spell it out for you, we are connected as more than just team mates. James twirled the aura staff again to prove his point. "We share the same aura and as long as we are together we are next to unstoppable. So go ahead, I know you are ready to go at it just as much as us if the other side doesn't back down, and we will not back down, nor bend to anyone's will. You kidnapped us, why would we want to do anything for you. He dropped down into his own low stance holding the staff in a lethal poster showing that he was skilled as he was being cocky. "I'm sure you don't need Ken to hold your hand, so lets go Barbie, ladies first!He poked once more at her being made of plastic..

(( It may not burn your eyes as badly, but, SUCK ON WHITE AND BLUE!!))

[¿Piez?]

"You certainly sound confident," Anastasia said, unmoved by the boy's little speech. His ego was beginning to annoy her, if only slightly. CODA had kidnapped countless trainers, and this one was not the first that had skills to speak of (she recalled in particular a trainer with an elite team of powerhouse Pokemon who had fought off Morphs for several hours before finally growing exhausted and failing to avoid a conveniently-aimed tranquilizer dart).

"But unfortunately I've no intention of attacking you first. I only resort to violence in the instance that it is ordered of me or in the instance that it is absolutely necessary. I would much rather this go smoothly, you see, and there is really only one way that is going to happen. I'm sorry to say that I cannot allow you to escape. Orders are orders, you see. Regardless of what I think your fate lies in the hands of CODA. I'm being generous, you know, talking reasonably with you rather than bothering you with a pointless fight..."

Where are the reinforcements?

About five minutes had gone by, and that meant the Morphs the lab had sent out were running late. She was hoping she could bide away time by talking to the boy, and hopefully even convince him to submit peacefully to CODA's demands, but so far she had failed at both of these objectives. Failure was not an option. Ever.

... Two more minutes, she decided, using her computer-like mental capabilities to set an internal timer. I'm giving him two more minutes to change his fate, and them two more minutes to get here. Otherwise I'll have to take this into my own hands...

"And quite frankly I see no reason for your childish insults," she added for good measure, hoping to kill more time. "We're both civilized and reasonable here; we needn't act like children to get our points across."

[Zetterwhat]

"Lance!" James sighed the staff he has fading back into his right hand leaving the hand glowing as he had yet to dispel his power, he wasn't letting his guard down, he wasn't stupid. "We are going, mom and dad are waiting, even if they still refuse to be proud of us.

He add the last bit in the normal spite he always had for them after they had tried to stop him from becoming a trainer, it was something he was never going to forgive them of.

"B=but James!? His partner look at him in shock, "What about her!?"
"What about her?! She is no threat to us, we are going. He continued to walk, Lance following him now. "Goodbye Barbie. He called back. "If I am ever in Johto again I will have to look you up, take care."

'So we aren't doing anything?'Lance questioned James though telepathy as the walked away. 'No I didn't say that. Was James' answer in the same manner, looking down at his still glowing right arm. 'If she makes any move to try and stop us we will put her down.' Lance noticed the glow quickly as he fallowed his partner's gaze. 'Ah I see...' He too readied himself as the two left...

[¿Piez?]

"Rrrrrr. Wouldn't try that if I were you."

"Ah. There they are. Right on cue, as expected." (Never mind that they were late.)

Anastasia was referring, of course, to the trio of Houndoom-Morphs that now stood in front of James and Lance. They'd emerged from the darkness of the woods, quick and elusive, and none of them seemed ready to let him just walk away. The speaker was a rough-looking male; to his left stood a female who was actually twitching with anticipation, and to his right another male who looked less enthusiastic than his companions (though his sharp eyes and battle-scarred skin implied that he was more capable than his attitude would imply).

"I'm hoping you three aren't all they sent."

"Of course not," the scarred male responded in a bored tone.

There was a rustling sound behind Anastasia. She turned her head just enough to catch a glimpse of two Skarmory-girls diving in through the canopy of trees... and a Garchomp-Morph falling from the sky. The latter landed heavily on the ground and immediately prepared for an attack.

Well. Better late than never, I suppose.

[Zetterwhat]

The two here stopped by the three Doommorphs, that would be easy enough right, but there was more as the rest of the backup Ana had been stalling for. 'SHIT!' The thought crossed both thee minds as the sudden spike of adrenaline sent their thoughts into overdrive.

"Lance air hike ground pound, attack pattern delta! Take them down, even if you have to kill them! James shouted taking a sept up to have his foot grabbed by Lance, who then flung him into the air His partner then launched his own attack by stomping the ground hard, causing the ground to rumble, shake, and split causing devastation to everything that was on the , the three Fire/Dark types most of all as the earth ripped and tore open all around them.

James on the other hand was no above the fight, he knew he was threatened by the two skarmorphs here more than on the ground but he had something special for them if they tried, Ana was his main target now. " YOU'RE MINE BARBIE!" He roared as he fell at her, but before he had time to ready a real attack the sound of clashing steel caught his ear, it was the Skarmorphs coming at him. He didn't do anything for a second as he watched them, his sharp mind calculating the timing for what he was about to do. "I hope you like the ground!" He taunted as the first one got within five feet of him, as he spoke sphere barrier wrapped around him, the power he had been saving he was using at last. The startled morph smacked hard into it with a thud, of course, and plummeted to the earth, her counterpart stayed at a good distance as she didn't know what to expect from this kid.

By the time that James had hit the ground at last Lance had already taken up to fighting the Garachop as his partner had turned his shield back into a staff and lashed out at the one he say as responsible for all of this, Ana. The fight between Lance and the Chompmorph was being fought basically close as possible as Lance didn't want to give it the chance to earthquake as well, that would end it for them both is it did, he had to take it don't fast if they planned on getting out of this in one piece..

[¿Piez?]

... Unfortunately for Lance, the Garchomp Morph was far from stupid. He knew more Ground-Type Moves than Earthquake, and he had a strategy of his own. Snarling viciously, he suddenly backed away from the Lucario and raised his arms, summoning forth a pillar of sand from beneath his foe. Sand Tomb. The attack was an attempt to trap and slow down Lance, which would give him a lovely opportunity to ready a much more powerful move.

Two of the Houndooms had pretty much fainted instantly, though the scarred one was quick to anticipate the Earthquake and had quickly darted up a tree just in time to avoid it. Judging by the fact that he hadn't been attacked again he assumed that his 'dodge' went unnoticed. He considered simply watching the remainder of the fight in the safety of the tree... But, then again, that would be boring. So he decided to toy with the human a bit. He just hoped that the Garchomp would keep Lance busy.

Anastasia, fast as ever and expecting an attack, suddenly vanished in a puff of white smoke. The smoke cleared almost immediately, and in her place was... what looked like a stuffed dinosaur. The Substitute was battered by James' staff, but not completely destroyed quite yet. Anastasia appeared behind it, a look of disappointment on her face.

"Shame it had to come to this, hmm? Well. I suppose it's my turn."

She readied her next move, but was stopped by the emergence of... the scarred Houndoom Morph from, from the shadows. He burst seemingly out of nothingness behind James, already aimed at him in a dangerous lunge. Faint Attack. Anastasia grinned. At least the reinforcements were smart; these two seemed like the sorts who would dodge most attacks thrown at them, but Faint Attack at least was unavoidable. She herself would of course take advantage of the moment he was down with a Thunder Wave. While she didn't plan on actually hurting the boy, she did want to slow him down. Keep him out of the way so the Lucario could be dealt with. Thus, she let three sparky waves fly from her fingertips the moment the Houndoom's attack connected.

(([/outnumber attack, go!]

... Oh, and you have no idea how tempted I was to make Garchompguy a former video game addict, giving him an excuse to use Crunch and yell, "CRUNCH. I'll add you to the heap!" *shot*))

[Zetterwhat]

//meh again, I wish you had that would have been funny as hell xD and sorry this took so long I think my uncle is going to let me get on the computer on the weekends so I should be able to get back to work on stuff here and on pkw//

"James behind you!" Lance gave a warning shout to his trainer. The Houndoom morph had evaded his 360 degree of aura vision only due to him focusing more on the Garchomp seeing it as the bigger threat of the bunch. He knew James could handle it one on one but seeing as that wasn't the cause he had to wrap this up. Porygon Z and Houndoom where easy for him to take down, but if this dragged out and Ana was allow to stay up things would get difficult with the abuse of lock on and high powered attacks that gave Porygon Z the title of glass cannon.

James had spun the moment the new threat was called out, this wasn't looking to good. "Back off!" He shouted quickly compressing his staff and surrounding himself in the shell he had used before. He was a bit slow in his reaction time due to the attack being half a surprise and the shell half closed on his attacker's head. Which, though it startled the living hell out of James, was somewhat a good thing as it was choking the morph. Then came Ana's Thunderwave, it had been intended to hit him after he had been knocked down, of that he was certain, but with his shell up it mearly bounced around it and flowed into the Houndoom morph that had been caught paralyzing it instead. "No honor in battle I see wench!" The trainer glared back at the Porygon Z Morph before kicking the stunned Houndoom out of his shell and retracting it so it was more like an armor shell than a bubble. " That is sad."...

Lance on the other hand had gotten himself half caught by his own opponents Sand Tomb, his slow reaction was due to him warning James of the double team. "This can't be fair..." Lance jested with a mock laugh. "Really we are the guest here and you are out numbering us and playing dirty? Haven't you ever heard that you should treat your guest with respect?" He wasn't really taking the threat seriously as he lay one glowing paw on the swirling sand benith him and ceasing their churning.

"Guest should be allowed to make the first move." He snickered pulling his feet out of the sand. "But you giving me something to fight you with is ok I guess... Now sink.". As he had been speaking the ground under the Garchomp morph had begun to turn to sand and as he gave the last word it erupted into a sucking swirling quicksand pit dragging it down into the earth. This was his Me Fist attack, stealing his foe's attack and using it back at double it's normal power. The pit calmed as the Garchomp was pulled down so that only it's head was sicking out above the now sandy earth. " And this is how I beat Cynthia's Garchomp." He spoke. Looking down at the trapped foe his right paw glistening with icy power. "Now die!". He brought it down onto the Garchomp's head, a devastating Ice Punch that froze it's head solid.

With the finishing blow dealt on the dragon Lance looked back to see how James had fared in his own fight. The Houndoom might not have been able to get up after what had happened to it, but that was all based on just how strong it was, and Ana had yet to be hit, hiding behind her subsitute and trying to launch attacks from behind. "Without honor indeed." Lance began to make his way towards his trainer. James was using his armor because he was outnumbered and it was his only way to attack and defend at the same time without being reckless. They would have to wrap these last to up quickly or they where going to lose. The glass cannon was what Lance saw as the biggest threat.