i dont own pokemon but if i did this is basically what the episodes would be like, pokemon in their full badassery displayed to the world.

Prologue

The wind tore at him with its sharp fury. Every wing beat pushing them through the air sent a jarring sensation through his body, breaking him slowly and steadily.

He turned his head around hoping he would find that his enemy a good distance away. Instead he found more outlines dotted the horizon than before, a few larger and a few smaller. His head was always clearer above the clouds and it wasn't lost on him that they were getting closer.

Ahead of him was the sun, bright and blinding for anyone who dared look at it too long, at least that was what he was hoping was the case for his pursuers. More likely though, was that they had other teams intercepting him from lower altitudes and that this was another pointless attempt at shaking off his devoted assailants.

A screeching sound pierced his ears, and looking towards its direction he saw another flyer swooping down to meet them, its wings tucked, and cruel beak aimed straight towards location they would be in a few seconds from now. Pharaoh was just barely able to alter course saving them from a gruesome goring.

Another turn… they were boxing him in. Right now he could register clearly at least three were ridden flying types behind him. Every other assailant in the sky was a riderless Pokémon, attempting to score a hit or at least guide his movements towards certain specific directions. They were doing their parts quite well, none of his "guides" had managed a proper hit but they were tiring him and limiting his options for possible escape routes.

Rex pointed a shaky finger to the cloud where he wanted to head in next. Once inside he'd stall for a short amount of time, then the rider and the pidgeot would have to dive. Getting to the ground was the priority. It was risky, and expected of by their pursuers but no other plans formed in his slowly panicking mind. Death by fearow beak wasn't a pleasant thought.

Deep breaths… Deep breaths…

Contrary to what people who've never flown might think, a cloud couldn't be blown away just because a flying type blows wind at it. A cloud isn't just fog, and hence unobtrusive to anything but the eyes, it impairs most of the other senses as well, like a giant blanket snuffing the life out of you.

Fire sheared through the cloud and cut a clear path no less than ten meters above where Pharaoh and Rex were hovering. He hadn't seen any Pokémon with them capable of fire type attacks. This could be bad, he counted on them using close combat tactics and coming into the cloud itself before he could give them the slip. This fire type made it so that all they needed to do was bide time and fire aimlessly to get lucky.

Rex made himself as small as possible on his light saddle straddling the large raptor like bird. On that signal Pharaoh tucked his wings and dived. The damp humidity inside the cloud was replaced by a much warmer and lighter air rushing against them with as they fell.

The seconds ticked by. Rex couldn't see the ground approaching, yet he could feel it. And just before it got too close, Pharaoh would right himself. With a human on his back his movements wouldn't be as crisp as without but experience had to count for something.

But Rex never felt the jarring effect of changing directions when at terminal velocity. Instead it was the horrible sensation of burning ice cutting through Pharaoh's wings making him give a pained screech before reaching the human's back. The sheer shock must have knocked him out because he never felt the ground greet them.

What he was feeling and what he was seeing, he never thought there would be so much disparity between the two. He was seeing multiple hazy hands pulling him off of his saddle on top of a crumpled up bird the size of a small car. Yet he couldn't feel a thing. He was seeing his legs dragged underneath him, and his arms bloody and bruised and still he could feel nothing.

They had landed in a forest, that was clear. You couldn't see anything past a dozen meters because of how many trees there were. And the air was damp but cool on his skin.

Maybe he should have been closing his eyes. But he couldn't do that either. The unknown figures were moving over the large bird, tearing away at multiple objects that they viewed and then discarded.

The surprise of the slap to the face was the first coherent feeling he got after the fall.

One of them was standing over him with an unreadable look on his face. His hair was dull and greying, but long enough to fall to his shoulders. His nose, his jaw, his eyes all were sharp. Cold and calculating. Not far behind him was an armored bird with similar features. The downed courier couldn't work out which was the more dangerous of the two.

"How many others left with you?" The tall man asked.

Rex was lost on what he was talking about and that most likely showed up on his face. His questioner slightly grimaced at his expression, then sighed and with a flippant wave of his hand gestured the men holding him towards a skarmory.

They were going to kill him.

"No, please let me go." He all but screamed turning his head a towards his captors. Struggling for all he was worth. "My pack should have enough loot for a small fortune." this time he said it more calmly. They didn't care, strong hands dragged his body in the direction of the metal raptor.

He turned to Pharaoh's broken body, his wings had been pried open and the ice had caused their crash had been smashed to reveal all the things they were transporting.

Tears were welling up as he looked at his fallen companion. They had flown together for many years and in the end they were done in by bandits. But he couldn't let that cloud his judgement right now.

"You mistake our operation here." Another man replied. This time it was a younger man, or maybe a boy. He couldn't have been much older than twenty. "We aren't looking for money.", He said with an easy look about him. "Doesn't mean we won't take it though" he said walking towards the grey haired man while chuckling.

"No. NO, NO." he struggled more, trying to free himself and struggling like a madman

Fear gripped him more than any other feeling in moment of hesitation, and with the strength that fear gave him, he freed one of his hands.

With it he ripped out the pokéball tied to his neck.

In a brilliant flash of white light his companion materialised in front of him. His form was a hulking giant. Almost four metres tall at his massive horn, the rhydon dwarfed every other living being in the vicinity and he knew it. He let out a vicious roar that sent Pokémon for miles a shiver down their spines.

The man he had pushed away was retreating already, a Pokéball ready at his side. The other one was not so lucky.

Stunned and scared, he could only stare as Smaul observed his surroundings. The man was smacked with a gigantic fist, heavier than him with enough force that he flew straight into the nearest tree and fell deathly limp. Rex could knew that his internal organs had been turned to mush.

With a Pokémon out he had a chance to observe his situation. His own right leg was definitely broken, and his lungs were struggling too much with breathing for them to be in good condition.

Even with the fearsome goliath to his side though he wasn't sure he was in a much better position than before.

The skarmory was rising to it's full height now, armor glimmering even in the relatively dark surrounding under the canopy. It's eyes were fixed on the rhydon and not even slightly interested in the human who had summoned him. Smaul for his part was doing much the same although he was also slowly turning his head towards every other threat.

There were five people left in total.

A weepinbell materialised beside the captor who had escaped Smaul's fury. It vines were burrowing into the ground already.

The youth was smiling from ear to ear, a pokéball in his right hand while the other hovered over his belt.

The grey haired man from before, hadn't been phased. The face he wore now was much the same as before. His eyes were a bit more wary but his face still held the same unreadable expression as he backed away a good distance so that he was clear of any danger to his person.

The fourth person was a woman, her hair was a deep blue. She was taller than every one of them he observed. Ironic considering that the poliwhirl beside her was the smallest pokemon out of the bunch.

The last was a fairly common looking man with brown hair and wary eyes. The hitmonlee materialised beside him held the same expression as his trainer.

Rex was stuck in the middle of an angry skarmory and four remorseless killers.

Another moment passed as the people and pokemon in the small clearing of the forest weighed their situations.

The steel bird was the first to attack, viciously leaping towards the rhydon's head with it's claws a more metallic coloured sheen than before.

Rhydon raised his arm with practiced ease, catching the attack with his left and smacking into the caught raptor with his right.

The vines from the weepinbell sprung from the ground all around him gripping his legs in place. The poliwhirl took its chance, and a savage gout of water hit Smaul's side.

Smaul wasn't pleased with that one. He made that clear as he freed one leg through strength alone, smashing it to the ground and causing a spike of earth to smash into the small water type.

Next he moved onto the Weepinbell, with one free fist, he clawed off the vines on his legs.

The Skarmory was looking for this opportunity and it once again pounced on the massive dual ground/rock type its claws raking the arm that had retaliated against it before backing off.

"Behind you!" the goliath's trainer yelled as the hitmonlee finally made a move, jumping and then kicking the back of Smaul's head. Before he could back off though, Smaul grabbed one of his carelessly long legs, and turning around with his full force, smashed the fighting type to the ground. It was clearly out cold, were that a human, his body would have become paste on the forest floor. A red beam of light engulfed it and it disappeared.

There was no time to celebrate however as a silver beam of energy collided into his back, clearly staggering him. The skarmory was switching to long range attacks now and changing his position with each shot so as not to become a stationary target.

The weepinbell's vines were still restricting Smaul and he wasn't able to summon any defence besides his arms as more beams of steel type energy smashed into him.

"The Weepingbell, focus on it." Rex heard himself say and on cue, Smaul made his attack fully disregarding the Skarmory in favour of charging at the grass type.

At the command of it's trainer, the pokémon dropped its vines and rushed to the side, avoiding being impaled by a spike of rock that jutted from the ground the moment Smaul's full focus was on him.

The skarmory once again made it's presence known, this time heading for straight for target that was limping behind the goliath of a Pokémon. Rex felt his blood curdle as it shot towards him beak ready to pierce through his weak human body. Although much slower on the ground than when in flight, the beast was still much much faster than either the injured human or the heavy rock type.

Rex knew he had to move, but his body was still mostly unresponsive, standing up itself had taken a toll on him, pushing aside the grunt itself had been an impossible feat. But he didn't want to die.

He didn't want to die.

With another motion of his leg, Smaul caused a wall of earth taller than him to erupt out of the ground. It was a hasty defense but it gave him enough time to jump or atleast fall to his right side. The Skarmory broke through the wall without issue but it missed its target.

It missed its chance.

Smaul changed focus once more, and ignoring the razor sharp leaves the Weepinbell was throwing his way, he made to grab the Skarmory that attempted to skewer his human. But it backed off once more, retreating to the grey haired man's side.

Smaul was completely devoted to defense now, and he summoned more and more walls of earth to protect his human companion.

This had been their plan all along.

If they had decided to kill him at the start of the battle, they could. But then they would have to deal with a rampaging rhydon the size of a tyranitar.

They took the smarter route, damaging the actual threat while it was on the defensive for it's trainer. And when it took sufficient damage they they could go all out without worrying about as threatening of a retaliation.

Smaul was getting worn out. Rex could see where repetitive water and steel type attacks had marred the thick hide, a few managing to punch through it and cause internal damage.

The blue haired girl and the hitmonlee's trainer had brought out replacements. A golduck and a tangela, working in tandem with one another.

The grass types were completely devoted to restraining Smaul while the golduck peppered him with water type attacks.

Rex had tried to reach the ground because he knew rhydon was his trump card, an absolute beast that had no right being the Pokémon of a simple courier. A fight on the ground had been his plan from the start. But his belt has been taken away after the crash and with it all his other pokémon. And now he was in a losing position, there was no foreseeable way he could get out of this alive.

He couldn't decide if it was a better choice to just take his chances in the air.

The ring of earth surrounding them was knocked down again as the skarmory came in from another side, this time it's whole head was shimmering silver and metallic colour as it collided into an unprepared Smaul pushing him back but not knocking him down. A gout of water pierced into his leg just as he was about to smack the bird once more stopping his attack.

Although they weren't able to match his raw attack power they were whittling down his defences with speed precision and practiced teamwork. Each time the rhydon was close to building enough defenses around them to protect his human and go for the attack, the skarmory would take the opportunity to head in and attack. And before Rhydon could properly get a blow on the skilled bird, he would be impaired by the numerous attacks and bindings of the other pokemon. It was hell, and it was both tiring and demoralizing.

But Smaul had a place on his neck rather than on his belt for a reason. Smaul would break before he would bend, he was a rock.

Rex felt his heart sink as on the fourth attempt at breaking through the wall, the Skarmory finally managed to score a hit on Smaul's head. It took Smaul's back step as a faltering and drove in more and more attacks on the upper body. The attacks from the other pokemon had all but stopped by now whether from exertion or reverie Rex did not know. Now it was just the two armored beasts smashing against one another.

Fear for his friend clawed at Rex and a misstep on the part of the bird never came no matter how much Rex wished for it. Instead it seemed like it picked up the pace, now more frenzied in its attack as it saw weakness and cracks even more openly in it's opponents defence.

Smaul fell to the ground with a dull thud, knees collapsing from the exhaustion of movement even under the repeated attacks of water type moves and bindings of grass types. The skarmory dance backwards, ready for one more leap. But it was already finished, Rex could see his friend had no control over his legs whatsoever, it was over. It was over and he couldn't do anything about it.

The young boy finally decided to step in now that Smaul was completely incapacitated. He walked across the battlefield,walls of earth several meters high had been torn down and crumbling around him, making his way towards a broken Rex who was on his knees.

"You aren't an average courier are you?" he asked, the gleeful expression still littered his admittedly handsome face. "I had half a mind to join in but then i wouldn't have gotten to see your rhydon kick so much ass. I should have asked to go one on one with it now that i think about it." a wistful expression to over him then.

"But now i have to kill you, atleast you didn't go down without a fight old man, it's a lot more than most can claim to do… mostly because… well no one can claim much after they die can they"

And with the same gleeful expression the boy tore his throat, a gurgling choke his only reply.

A/N

Well, this is my first chapter in a hopefully fun series. Please review and tell me what ive done wrong or anything that annoys you. Even the smallest replies are appreciated. And of course follow and favourite it because inspiration is always appreciated.

Fair warning if you haven't gotten the gist of it yet, this fic will earn it's M rating, there's going to be a lot of violence.

Next chapter will feature our actual protagonist and other characters of the story who will have more than a one chapter run and it will also be a bit longer.

Feel free to ask any questions and ill answer them to the best of my ability.

Thanks.

P.S how does one use "it's" and "its"