It happens eventually right?

You stop holding onto the old and outdated, you bring in the new…

. . .

The boy's name was Nate.

His first Pokémon was - of course - the starter the professor gave him, but Nate's true first Pokémon that he caught with no help was a Sentret. He was notably stronger, mentally and physically, than the others around him in the wild in his age group. He did not bully those weaker than him, but tried to prove himself instead, taking watch for others while they searched for food. The day he beat two wild Pidgeys bent on eating him down into the ground with his tail, would always make him smile a little, even the Alpha was impressed of the Sentret's natural ability towards fighting. Many of his fellow normal types ran away like pros, he was different. His eyes were sharp, he noticed things most didn't, and although he wasn't overly talkative or charismatic or even too playful, the other Sentrets of his age group liked him; he had saved one of them or one of their close friends at least once, and was a good listener…

The first year of his life went like this, getting stronger and protecting the others the best he could, the elders slowly adding more and more responsibility on his shoulders to compensate…. And then something happened - as things naturally tend to do - that changed his life.

On watch one day, he caught sight of a trainer with a Totodile fighting young Sentrets, as Nate was new to training and would later learn that you were notsupposed to fight young pokemon as you could, and would, be fined for doing so, he didn't hold back. While his pokemon was not overly strong, the normal type's outnumbered him three to one, and the trainer had not spent more than a week of time together with his water type,whom he named Hagar, it was still looking like a one sided fight. Seeing that the foe outmatched his fellow pack members, the stronger Sentret came into the fight, the distraction allowing the others to run away to safety.

The Sentret had a certain amount of pride, he would not go back to his pack unless he defeated his foe, but he would not just pick fights that he knew he would lose... Without a good reason. Right away, he knew he would lose this fight, though. Trainers, he had run into a few of them, were not on the Alpha's level, or at least the ones that he had seen on the route he lived on. But whenever he had fought one, it was apparent that the Pokémon that they had with them were stronger than the ones in the wild, and even though they didn't lose the fights with them, it was always because of a numbers game. They outnumbered the human's Pokémon in every fight…. He had figured that together, the four of them would be able to fight the human and his Totodile and win, but his more cowardly and younger pack members had fled instead of staying and fighting…

He would not go down without a fight, this lesson was taught to Hagar and Nate the moment he joined the fight and the others ran away. If the Sentret felt fear, he did not show it. He was unsure if once he was defeated he would be left knocked out for the Pidgeys to have an easy meal, or if he would be captured in one of the red and white sphere balls the human's carried with them…. But this did not deter him, he fought with his tail, front and back claws, and was smart enough to curl up when the water type attacked.

For Nate, the capture was not an easy one. The normal type broke three pokeballs, but in the end the young trainer and his tired water type managed to defeat and add the strong willed Sentret to the team.

He was given at the pokemon center as the two pokemon were treated for their wounds, the Sentret was given the name Cahal, and Cahal learned his new trainer's name, as well as Hagar's. It was odd, Cahal had gone without a name for his whole life up to this point, and his pack went without names for the most part. Due to the life span of a wild Sentret, only those that lived for a fair amount of time earned a name; and that name was Alpha or The Alpha.

Cahal didn't feel angry or saddened by the fact that he was captured, it was exciting really. While he was slightly bitter about his fellow pack members leaving him in this situation, they were young and it was understandable… Besides, the thought of traveling, fighting others for sport, and growing stronger interested him; Nate was rather nice to him, like the Alpha.

While Cahal and Hagar didn't always get together, the latter having a short fuse and the former with a calm attitude that seemed to anger the water type even more, they shared a few brotherly moments and bonded, as did they with Nate.

The first gym in the circuit consisted of flying types, Cahal had fought these natural predators his whole life, and knew certain tricks to catch them off guard, but he and Hagar needed to be stronger before they challenged him… So, they began training at Bellsprout Tower for a week. Among notable things, such as another new member of the team being added; a female Ghastly named Juliet who found pleasure in pranking Hagar and pestering Cahal, something else happened at the Tower. Due to his immunity to ghost type moves and the fact that Bellsprouts were not going to be dropping super-effective hits on him like how they did to Hagar, Cahal was the first choice for battling and after a scuffle over something trivial, it was suddenly apparent that the Sentret was stronger than Hagar. While it didn't make him cocky, it made him happy that he hadn't tried to run away like the others, it was a little under a month and he was already immensely stronger than before… The monks at the tower also interested him, and he picked up on their meditation and adopted his own form of it, noticing how it cleared the mind and relaxed the body…

Eventually they stopped training and challenged the gym, a three on three fight on an above the ground high in the air-raised platform would be fairly difficult… But that's how gyms were supposed to be, a challenge of one's ability to battle, or at least that's what Cahal had gathered… Used to being higher up then most, Juliet was first up, and then Hagar, and then the best was saved for last. Cahal went up to fight the last foe: A Pidgeotto. It was a question whether the gym leader and bird pokemon felt more surprise, or shame as the Sentret defeated them in the tough battle.

Nate was overjoyed that Cahal had pulled through for him, and everyone was happy…. But then, as time went on, and new pokemon were caught, switched out, evolved and trainers and gyms were fought against and won… Cahal was becoming less of a battler, and more so as a boulder mover and rock smasher. True, he, Hagar, and Juliet were never switched out for someone new and evolved into their final forms…. Cahal was given less attention, and the others were trained more and more. He wasn't fully forgotten, and he trained on his own time, but the other five on the team were apparently always a better choice to send out instead of him. He had the potential, he had the will, and he was quite strong… But he didn't look like it. A Furret couldn't hold too much power right?

. . .

. . .

. . .

Power Struggle.

Cahal sighed and laid onto his back, his brown and white fur felt good on the soft green grass and his bright blue eyes full of life and experience, trained to make him accurate and deadly as possibly, lazily watched the clouds above while he thought back to recent events.

The Furret's mind was processing what his trainer had said, word for word, just trying to understand… Why?

"Cahal, there's a tournament going to happen in Goldenrod, it's going to be a big event and I want to train everyone as much as I can… There's two months 'til it starts and I haven't been training you much, so you're going to be staying at the daycare for around a month, I'll see if you've improved, but if you can't fight well in the entry rounds… Then I'm going to release you back to your natural habitat and use Jade instead…."

It was hard to swallow, the Furret had figured that his trainer was going to try to replace him eventually, but he hadn't figured it'd be so…. Soon. He thought he'd have until after the eight gym for this day to come… This was his life after all, how could Nate just think of replacing him so easily? It aggravated him, but it could've been a lot worse now that he paid it more thought. The human had done this with quite a few other pokemon before, only he didn't warn them or give them a chance to prove themselves; he just released them or traded them without a second thought. And if he failed to prove himself, the Furret would be back to his old home; there was no doubt in his mind that he was so many times stronger than any of the pokemon in the area and would easily become the Alpha of, if not his old pack, a new pack.

Maybe he'd even settle down and find a mate, it wouldn't have to be one of his species, just some pretty female that was smart….

Cahal's brows furrowed at the thought and he frowned, pushing himself off the ground with his front paws and looking around the area, his ears up and alert. That wasn't a normal thought, and that was the only time in his entire life he had ever thought of something like that, those were quitter thoughts. He wasn't just going to give up, he came this far in his life, and he was going to show his trainer that he didn't need to switch him out for that new Scyther…. The blue eyes found no threats on the expansive amount of land that was the daycare center, just a number of pokemon all at a safe and comfortable distance…. His ears slowly drooped back to their normal position and his muscles untensed, the almost foreign thought had unnaturally set warning lights off on his head and put him edge for no reason… The whole situation he was in put him on edge for no reason…. He let out another sigh and moved back onto his back, looking back up at the big slow moving clouds, he was trying to lie to himself. He knew he was lagging behind on his training, but what could he do really? While the rest of the team, and that Scyther Jade, were getting a good month of real training…. He was stuck here by himself with no real way to train.

He could do exercises and practice his rather pathetic, compared to the rest of his teammates', moveset some more… But that's all he ever did, and he had been constantly doing that for the past few months, trying in vain to keep up with his teammates, and so far it hadn't gotten him too far…. A part of him wanted to be a young Sentret, to be like the other Sentret and just curl up and try and shut out the outside world, not to fight back… But he knew he couldn't do that, he had never done that, and he wasn't going to start doing that now.

The Furret had tried to fight some of the other pokemon that other trainers had left at the daycare, but all the ones he had asked didn't want to train…. They all wanted to relax and not train.

At all.

He asked around fifty different pokemon at least once, twenty of them three times, to fight him. Cahal was even starting to contemplate taking a page from Juliet's book and pester someone until they attacked him… But he knew he couldn't make himself do that, he wasn't a savage nor an idiot and he wouldn't act like he was.

But what could he do then?

"You could talk to me~" The voice was muffled, and it was sudden, but instead of being afraid or surprised, Cahal quickly hopped onto his feet and looked around, tensed up and ready for anything once more. "Where are you?"

There was a muffled giggle, and the ground shook slightly in front of the Furret, making him take a step back as he waited for the owner of the voice to show his or her self…. He didn't have to wait long before a pink pokemon busted through the ground and shot into the air, gently landing on the ground after doing a small flip. The Psychic type was a pink colored four pawed feline-like creature with a small red jewel in the forehead, her long tail split into two near the end, it was an Espeon. It was obviously a female; the scent she gave off and the voice were the obvious giveaways, to someone who was able to get a closer look at her or had sharp eyesight would notice the feminine facial features… Her voice was had a tone that he couldn't properly identify, but she had a tone to her voice for sure. "I'm right here dear sir…. Why ever would you ask?"

Cahal's eyes narrowed as he looked at her, the tone she was using was a playful tone that he didn't like hearing, fake innocence coupled with a real smile bothered him, yes. But her tone of voice wasn't the only reason why his eyes narrowed; it was obvious she was reading his mind, invading his personal privacy, and that ticked him off the most… Almost all Psychic types did it whenever possible, and now that he was checking for it, he could feel her presence inside of his mind. If you knew the presence was there, it was easy to get rid of it just as long as you weren't met with force, so she was easily kicked out of his mind just by him willing it and he was instantly rewarded with a satisfying pouting face that female now wore. His voice wasn't rude, or angry, or even laced with traces of amusement from seeing her dissatisfied with his knowledge of evicting her from his mind… It was blunt and to the point. "I ask because you were in my head, and I was unaware that you were underground."

"Well, now you know, and now..." She gave a wink and her smile returned, her tone of voice keeping that fake innocence from before. "…I'm up here with you Cahal."

Mind reading bothered him, Cahal believed everyone should be allowed to have their own private thoughts and if they wanted someone to know their name, they would tell them themselves. The Espeon sat down; her current leisurely stance put him at ease, slightly. He was still ready for anything, but he put his front paws down as there was no need for them to be up. "Seeing how you already know my name, what's yours?"

She raised her eyebrows, smile deepening at the question. "Oh, what a straight forward man! Already asking for my name, going to ask where I live next?"

"No, now tell me your name."

Her smile faltered for a moment, but she kept it up still. "Fine, Cahal….. My name is Akila… It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Yes, pleasure to meet you too, now go away."

Akila faked a hurt face, getting up and starting to walk closer to, at an extremely slow pace, Cahal. "Aw, but why do you want me to go..?"

He was indifferent to her, even now that she was so close. Under his fur, hidden, were his muscles, and steel-like nerves, at any moment this could turn sour and he would have to fight, he was sure that this wouldn't turn into a fight, considering that they were at the daycare and not in the wild, but he never put faith in maybes… "Because I want to be alone."

"Well I don't want to be alone~" She walked closer, and then around Cahal, her forked tail sticking up and hitting him in the face slightly, making him frown and almost growl. The comment was incredibly suggestive and he was unsure why and what she was doing…. But he already didn't like it.

"Tragic story, why don't you bother someone else then? I've seen plenty of Eevees and their evolutions around on the daycare…." Humorously, Eevees were once a rare pokemon, but a high demand for them caused many people to breed them to compensate for the demand of adorable fur balls that were easy to raise and made great pets…. And thus, a surge of Eevees came into the world. The breeding craze ended once it was shown that the population of Eevees was too big… And now Eevees were almost as common place as Rattata.

"No, no, no, no…" Akila had looped around him completely, her tails having dragged on him the entire time. She started to walk away, but then looked back at him with a smile, making a tsking noise and shaking her head slightly. "Those are all foolish, rowdy boys, with tiny minds… Plus you're stronger and better looking than all of them." She winked at him and turned all the way around, sitting back down.

The complements didn't faze him; they might as well have been hollow. He frowned even more as a thought came to him that made him think. 'How long was she in my head?' She wasn't there long, but he was willing to bet that the foreign thought from earlier was really a foreign thought and she put it there herself as a subliminal message. Yep, just another common Psychic type thinking they can do whatever they want, and manipulate others for personal gain… "Looks don't matter, and I should let you know that you're not smart. I know you were in my head earlier."

She scoffed, and looked away, realizing just now how smart he really was, he pieced together her plan and ruined it just like that…. She dropped her fake innocence tone and glanced back at him. "Oh, so you've figured it out already? Shame, you should've just played along…"

"Yeah, shame, now leave me alone, please, I'm busy." Cahal's mind began to drift, how was he going to get stronger? No one to fight and train with….

Akila smiled, she knew what he was thinking about, she could still pull this off… "Perhaps I could help you..?"

That brought him back to reality; she said something useful and interesting to him. Of course she knew about his predicament… But it could easily still be a trick. "How do you plan on helping me?"

Akila winked, turned around, and began walking away, tails no longer high up in the air. "You'll have to follow me and find out won't you?"

That made him growl, why did everyone choose to make things harder than they had to be? She could just tell him now and things would be so much easier, this could still be a trick… But he could do nothing but follow her, as his other option was to sit around and think about doing something else instead of actually doing something…. He knew thinking was important, but he could think of no other plan, so he had to follow her. He went on all fours and followed silently and determinedly.

They were on one side of the daycare originally, and it seemed like they were going to cross all the way to the other side… In the first days of the daycare, it had been a small family owned business, but after the years, it grew in popularity and more land was bought and more employees were hired to compensate for the size. They grew their own food that the pokemon ate and merely watched the borders to make sure no pokemon escaped and ran off, sometimes getting involved to break up fights if they were big enough or dangerous, and to carry off eggs to a more protective area.

A fairly large amount of pokemon were at the daycare, and every one of them that Akila and Cahal passed seemed to make an audible comment about the two of them much to the annoyance of Cahal and apparent pleasure of Akila. They were making good progress until Akila slowed down, Cahal taking this as a sign to walk up beside her, and spoke up, glancing to look at her. "We're almost there?"

"Eh… No sweetie, we have an ugly road block to deal with…"

Ignoring the sweetie part, he followed her line of sight and saw three pokemon in their way, all Eeveelutions; a Jolteon, a Flareon, and an Umbreon. All were obviously male, and wore smug grins that didn't bother Cahal in the slightest. They all looked like a bother, and possibly waste of time, so he kept quiet and stopped moving when Akila stopped. He just hoped this would be over soon and they could be on their way soon.

There was a small pause before the Jolteon spoke up, he looked and sounded like he was in charge of the three. "I see you're back Akila, come to apologize for such a… Hasty, rejection?"

The Espeon scoffed, much like she had before, rolling her eyes for extra effect. "No, of course not Bolt. Now get out of our way."

Bolt looked over at Cahal, who let out a sigh and went from all fours to his hind legs, partially sitting down with his tail as the electric type looked him up and down with an amused look…. The Furret had a feeling this was going to be stupid. "Oi, this is that guy you were talking about?"

"Yes, so like I said before, I'm already taken." Cahal glanced over at her, but she didn't seem to notice, so he looked back at the Jolteon in a bored manner... Until her voice rang out in his head telepathically. 'Hey, Cahal, just roll with whatever I say, alright? I don't want to fight these guys…'

The mental speak almost made him frown, but he yawned instead, achieving his mental voice to sound annoyed. 'Sure whatever, let's just hurry up with this so I can deal with my problem.'

She nodded her head, the other three were apparently oblivious of the mental dialog that had transpired between the two of them moments ago, this time the Umbreon spoke up this time. "Cho, she's already taken man… Do we just, uh... Go?"

Bolt looked over at him and brought up one of his back legs, and kicked him in the stomach, not on a ribcage breaking level, but on a still painful level. He let out a shout and shifted to the side slightly, the Jolteon looking back over at Akila. "No, we don't just go you idiot. She's says that this guy's her mate, well, obviously she needs a stronger mate; me!"

"Right, because you're stronger than him." She made a gesture with her head to Cahal and smiled, shaking her head slightly. "Trust me, you wish you were as strong as him or just half as strong as him at least."

Cahal glanced back at Akila again; she was lying through her teeth and saying they were mates? That made sense, she just wanted him to come by and solve this problem and play pretend then… She was obviously a people person with all the manipulating she tended to do and how she talked to others, as Bolt was now scowling and gritting his teeth as if his very manhood was just insulted… Which it was. "You take that back you stupid Espeon; I'm fifty times stronger than this chump!"

She frowned and shook her head. "No, you're not. You're a pushover, now do us a favor and push yourself over to the side so we can be on our way." Once more, her mental voice spoke out inside Cahal's mind, and that's when he declared that the last straw was pulled. 'Alright, I'm just psyching him out, we'll be on our way in no ti-'

'Hey, shut it and let me deal with this.'

'W-What..?'

'I'm going to deal with this, watch.'

Bolt let out a growl before Akila could respond to Cahal, his eyes were like daggers to the two and he looked ready to pounce in an attack… "How dare you! You're nothing but some stupid little bi-"

"Sir."

The Jolteon stopped speaking to look at Cahal, he hadn't uttered a word the entire time and it took him a moment to register who was talking, realizing who it was, the surprise washed off his face and the dagger-like eyes returned. The normal type didn't seem angry at all, he just seemed bored by everything instead… And that pissed the electric type off. "What chump? Can't you see this is between me and this fine lady?"

Cahal kept calm, he didn't feel angry at all. In his mind, he was just questioning how someone can insult someone one moment and then compliment them another… This guy reminded him of Hagar, and not in a good way, and now it was time to get this over with. "Do you mind if I might say something?"

Bolt was a little taken back by that, as was his Flareon and Umbeon friends, he quickly got back in a pounce position and nodded his head, the tone of his voice making him sound unsure if what he was saying was the right answer. "Er…. Yeah, sure I guess."

"Your name is stupid."

He blinked a few times and raised his head, no longer ready to pounce as he was now completely stunned and didn't know what to do. "What?"

Cahal sighed, shaking his head slightly and looking at the electric type directly in the eye as he spoke for the first time. "Your. Name. Is. Stupid. Simply put, it's an idiotic name that I've been laughing at this entire time. Is your trainer a three year old? Or did you think of that all on your own? Bolt, what was your name as an Eevee? Furball?" Bolt blinked a few more times as he slowly realized that he was being insulted, but not knowing how to counter properly he said nothing… So Cahal kept going, trying to get a response. "That's like if that Flareon's name," The Normal type made a hand gesture towards the fire type behind Bolt. "Was something like Blaze."

Akila giggled and the Flareon lowered his head slightly, trying to pretend he wasn't a part of this. It took a second for Cahal to realize that what he just said was a bad example. "Okay, so his name is Blaze… Let me guess, the Umbreon's name is Shadow?" In response, the dark type lowered his head in a similar fashion that Blaze had done, making Akila giggle yet again, and Bolt bite his bottom lip. "Please tell me you all just have the same idiot trainer and that you didn't make these names up yourselves…"

And that was the comment that made Bolt's head mirror his friends and turn Akila's giggles into full blown laughter. Cahal glanced over at her and sighed, pinching in between his brows for added effect, just like usual, he was surrounded by idiots. "Well then, seeing how you guys should go fix your names, can you please get out of the way?"

That made all of them perk up and remember that there were three of them, and only two of them, and they weren't supposed to let them pass because they, well Bolt, wanted Akila to reconsider him as his mate… And now they were all pissed at the Furret, so there was no way that they wanted him to get by. After a small pause, Bolt was the one who spoke upon their behalf, again. "Oh yeah, if you're so cool and crap, what's your name smart guy?"

"My name is not Nermal or Normel if that's what you want to know. Now shoo or I'll be forced to enforce my will upon you and make you move. I'm a very busy Furret and have things to do."

Bolt's eye twitched and sparks flew from his body, his voice rose in volume an drew the attention of several pokemon nearby, who were trying to ignore the discussion before but were now suddenly interested in it, the Electric type was rather pissed off at the Furret, and had forgotten the Espeon that he was trying to woo earlier completely, his friends followed suit in in his body language as fire seemed to edge out of one of their mouths and a dark aurora seemed to flicker off the other, respectively. "Oh yeah tough guy!?"

"Oh, yeah." He looked over at Akila, who was still laughing her head off, and made a shooing movement. "I got this, you can…. Go to the side." She lightly nodded her head and kept laughing, slowly moving over to the side. Now that she was relatively safe from harm, Cahal looked back over at the three foes, although Bolt was the leader, it looked like the Flareon was the strongest out of all of them… Or at least the most level headed, his stance was good, and he was ready to attack Cahal... Properly. Cahal had been watching and studying them the entire time everyone had been talking, Bolt was pretty skittish and the Shadow seemed to the youngest, and honestly a real push over… It was pretty questionable why he was even a part of the group. Suddenly, Bolt let out a war cry/girlish scream, and charged at Cahal with a head on Tackle, he might've been fast, but Cahal was already expecting a reckless attack such as that and his fist was brought forward just in time to connect with the Electric type's face and hit him with enough force to break a rock, the Rock Smash ended up sending the pokemon flying backwards as a 'snap', possibly the sound a nose made to let everyone know that it was broken, sounded through the air as he traveled, and eventually landed on the grass ground with a thud. Cahal was unable to view his handiwork though, as he still had two foes to fight.

The Furret's ears perked up and in his line of sight he was able to see two things, Shadow shooting a large, slow moving, powerful, improperly made, and easily dodgeable Shadow Ball that had no effect on Cahal due to his being Normal type, and a fast moving Flareon cloaked in flames, charging at him. His eyes narrowed and he got in a ready stance, pivoting onto his other foot and watching the Fire type charge, things seemed to slow down for Cahal as he watch his foe get closer, the flames that covered Blaze were hot and impressive, and upon seeing the attack, Cahal allowed himself to smirk as his front paws glowed bright white. Reaching out, the flames were sucked into the whiteness, turning it into a bright red color as his paws grabbed onto the yellowish tuft of fur around the surprised Flareon's neck. Using the momentum from the charge, the Furret pivoted again, keeping a tight hold on the Fire type as he spun. The small planning was done, his eyes had planned the path out, all he needed to do was time it right…

At the perfect moment, he let go and Blaze was sent flying towards the large Shadow Ball, and Shadow himself. The red light that had just been on his paws were now gone, and it seemed to have gone with Blaze, encasing him around hot flames like before, but unlike how his Flame Charge before was him running, now it was him flying just high enough above the ground to hit Shadow. The flames seemed hotter and more impressive than before, and that was the energy behind Me First, the attack was powerful, returning all the energy and force that the foe was using on their attack, plus a small extra boost from the user to boot. Cahal took pleasure in seeing the difficult move pulled off, and watched as Blaze flew through the ghostly Shadow Ball, painfully, and made direct contact with Shadow, making the two of them tumble along for a while, singeing the grass as they went. The two didn't seem to be moving anytime soon, luckily the smaller and lighter Umbreon had ended atop his older and heavier companion.

A bright yellow light shone from the corner of his eye, and Cahal began the movements to get out of the way in time, but the ThunderShock was too fast and it made direct contact with the normal type, making his fur stick out as the electricity flowed from Bolt, to Cahal in a constant stream of pain. He let out a grunt and grit his teeth as the attack continued, while the Furret's foe lacked in the brain department, he seemed to use all that free empty space to hold all the electricity that was shocking Cahal. For a few seconds his eyes had been forced shut and he had been brought back down on all fours, trying to endure the pain. His eyes were slowly forced opened as the attack continued and he managed to see out of the corner of his eye were his foe was. One of his front paws slowly inched off the floor, Cahal shifted his weight as to not fall down from the action, and his paw rose higher in the air, and he swung it down with as much force as he could, grabbed the dirt and mud underneath the soft grass, and after a pause where he felt the pain that the Electric type's attack brought noticeably increase, he chucked the mud at Bolt in a slap motion, making the mud spread out for full effect.

As the ground type attack completely stopped the ThunderShock, Cahal's limbs almost gave out on him. The attack was quite powerful, and long… Was he being shocked for a minute? He couldn't tell, he just knew it was a long attack, and a painful one at that. It took his breathing a few seconds to go back to a normal level, and the pain took a backseat as he somehow straightened his limbs to their previous non-shaky status. He glanced up at his foe determinedly; thankfully it apparently had rained recently and there were small bits of mud around… Like usual, under any circumstance it seemed his aim was sure and true, the Mud-Slap attack had not only nullified the lighting for him, but it also managed to get mud in Bolt's eyes. Cahal nodded his head and took in a deep breath, before charging at his vulnerable foe, stumbling slightly for the first few steps as he went. Now that he got a good look at him, he could see that his Rock Smash from earlier hadbroken the Jolteon's nose as it was bent slightly and bleeding quite a bit… Knowing he had no time to waste, once close enough, he grabbed the Electric type's head with his front paws and with incredible Strength, the kind that could move boulders the size of Charizard's, he moved onto his hind legs and tossed Bolt in the air. Having mud still in his eyes, he couldn't see anything, but he knew he was in the air, and whatever that was about to happen, would be painful.

He was right.

Bolt fell straight onto Cahal's extended fist, the wind being knocked out of him as he was soon tossed aside by the Normal type, rolling on the ground as his eyes began to close... The way he rolled was painful, one of his front paws were bent in an awkward angle from the movement... While it didn't break like his nose, it hurt and was incredibly sore, even though he felt all this pain, Bolt didn't scream out…. Not because he was a man, but because the pain made him pass out.

. . .

There were a few tense seconds as Cahal's front paws went to his sides and he let out a heavy exhale, he was in pain, but it could've been much worse… And he had felt more pain then this…. So he'd just be a trooper and deal with it. He allowed himself to close his eyes for a moment and mutter 'ow' under his breath before glancing back over at the three of them, while they hadn't landed in the same pile together, they were close enough so he could keep an eye on them…. They didn't move for the most part, the only exception was the movement caused from their breathing. "Wow… And, you want to get stronger?!"

One of his ears twitched and he looked over at the source of the voice, Akila. He opened his mouth slightly to answer her, and looked around some more, seeing a few other pokemon wearing equally impressed looks on their faces, a young Charmander was clapping slightly for the show that the fought brought him, it was a quick fight, but nice to watch never the less. Cahal blinked and looked over at the Espeon, closing his mouth and just nodding his head instead. What he did was no impressive feat; anyone could've done that… Especially anyone else from his team, he needed to be on their level, they were strong… He needed to be stronger.

She stared at him for a few moments, glancing over at the fallen foes before smiling and nodding her head, standing up and continuing to walk in the direction that they were moving in before the fight. "We should hurry up then, we don't want any human's to come by and scold you for rough housing do we now?"

He nodded his head and began to follow, the humans wouldn't be too pleased about the damage brought to the three of them, especially Bolt…. At least Akila was true to her word and was bringing him to… Wherever it was she was bringing him too.

At least he'd find out soon enough…

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Eh, I felt that I did this chapter justice… What do you think? It's a fairly new series and I already have the next chapter ready to go-but should I put it up? The answer is a 'hell yeah I should'! :D

I'll try and get things updated every week or so. ^_^

Tell me what yah think with a review or sumethen of the sort, thanks for reading this first chapter! (Or for skipping to the bottom of a 6,000ish word chapter, which must've been quite the scroll and does desreve a reward of some sort if you're on a phone. :P)

Till next time, see yah!