Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction. Please review and favorite this if you like it! Thank you very much! See you in the next chapter.

Two shady Pokémon were lurking in the shadows, talking to each other in private.

"Hey, did you steal anything good in that Poké-Mart?"

"No! I couldn't find anything in that dumb mart that looked expensive and shiny!"

Sneasel glared at her partner and best friend, Scraggy. She was waiting for him to snatch something valuable so that they could eat tonight. If they stole something valuable, a Bisharp would give them hearty amounts of bread. If they failed, then they would be punished with a solid swipe to the forehead. It was pretty hard living in the ghetto side of Castelia City, especially when you were poor and a lower class unevolved Pokémon. Around here the fully evolved Pokémon were in charge. They told the small and weak Pokémon what to do, and Sneasel had enough of being frail. The alleyway, where they lived at the moment, was not comfortable at all. It reeked of Trubbish and had tacky graffiti along the walls. Who knows what happened here in the past.

Sneasel snapped at Scraggy, continuing their argument. "Well, we need to look for something fast, dummy! The boss Bisharp is gonna snag our butts if we don't find something rare!"

Scraggy scratched his head, not because he was itchy but because he was confused. "But Snease, we've been workin' for Bisharp for a year! We have loads of experience and we're experts at stealing. Can ya' give it a rest, will ya? I'm gonna go to the bank to see if anyone dropped their wallet and give it to Boss Bisharp. See ya."

Scraggy sighed and stepped out of the trash-infested alleyway and into the streets. The sun was coming down fast, and the Bisharp needed them to bring him a valuable item when the moon shone in the sky and when stars glittered around the Earth.

When Sneasel knew when Scraggy was gone into the ghetto part of Castelia City, she leaped on top of a nearby building that made up half of the alleyway and started looking for something good to bring Bisharp.

"Let's see," she thought to herself, running and jumping across building to building, "I know that Bisharp loves blades and sharp objects, so he'll surely give me a bigger meal than Scrags if I find something related to that!" When she finished her thought, Sneasel jumped off one of the abandoned buildings that thugs hung out in, and set off to find a sharp object for her boss Bisharp.

Meanwhile, Scraggy was trying to be as quiet as ever, so he could sneak into the bank without being seen. Luckily he was small so no adult human would see him anyways. When a passerby entered the building and opened the door, Scraggy went inside alongside the man. When he entered the bank, Scraggy sneakily hid behind an empty register counter so he would be safe from any security. Looking around frantically, Scraggy popped his head behind the counter to scan the area to see if there was a wallet or some good stacks of cash on the ground.

Scraggy sighed and facepalmed. "Drat! There's no money around here on what I can see… Ugh, guess I have'ta steal it from someone. I hate doin' this…"

After a few minutes of waiting and waiting, Scraggy finally saw his target: A women with three young kids. Because she was already yelling at them and telling her three sons to quiet down, Scraggy took this as a great opportunity to steal her purse, which one of her sons snatched from her to see what was inside.

"Douglas sweetie, give me my purse back please!" The woman tried to catch her son Douglas, but Scraggy caught him first. He stole the woman's purse from her son and fled to safety, which was the outside of the bank. He scurried toward the exit and the kicked the glass double doors as hard as he can to run free.

"Help! Somebody! That Pokémon just stole my purse!" the woman screamed at the employees to do something. One of the girl employees that worked there answered her.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid we can't do that. We must stay at the counter registers at all times, even in a life or death situation. We apologize."

The women snapped back. "You… you people are so cruel! Let's get out of here, boys!"

Scraggy was out of breath, running all the way back to the alleyway to wonder what was inside the woman's purse. He sat down and unzipped the purse, his excitement reaching chronic levels.

"Hehehe! Finally! I'll get more grub then Snease when Boss Bisharp sees that I found tons of stuff in this woman's -"

When scraggy looked in the girl's purse, he looked in disbelief. He was shocked, confused, and had many questions.

In the purse were ketchup packets, week old KFC (Kentucky Fried Combusken) coupons, napkins, and in another pouch there was a bag full of used cigarettes.

Scraggy felt sick. "W… what? I… uh… where's her money?"

While Scraggy was dripping bullets, trying to find something rare in the purse, Sneasel entered the alleyway with a big, shiny shuriken in her claws.

Sneasel looked at Scraggy with a puzzled look on her face. "Sneasel? I didn't know you would be back so early. I snagged a cool shuriken and-"

Scraggy interrupted Sneasel with nervous tension surrounding him. "S-Snease?! Oh, um… I need help. I snatched some lady's purse from the bank, but there's no wallet or buck to be found! I don't want to be attacked by Bisharp again!"

Sneasel smirked on the outside, but felt pretty bad for Scraggy on the inside. He never stole something that Boss Bisharp liked. He always failed, time after time, wound after wound, and this day was no different.

Sneasel sighed and tried to act cool and calm, but because Scraggy failed to impress Bisharp with an item everyday, she had to suffer the same consequences that Scraggy dealt with. Because of him, she got hurt by Bisharp too.

But she won't be today.

"Scrags, stay calm, bro. I know how to handle this. Hmm, let's see… oh, I know!"

Using her sharp claws and smarts, Sneasel cut the shuriken in half perfectly, and gave one half to Scraggy. Scraggy looked surprised and took one the shuriken half. He never felt so relieved in his life.

Scraggy stood there amazed. Sneasel did something… to save his butt? He was confused as always though, saying, "But, Snease… why did you do that? I mean, you could'a gotten a feast if you gave that perfect shuriken to Boss Bisharp."

Sneasel smiled in amusement. "But we both would've gotten beaten to death. I wanted both of us to eat good tonight. I don't want to see both of us suffer because of you or me. It's because we're partners, Scrags, and partners stick up to each other."

Scraggy thought that was the smartest thing Sneasel ever said to him. "Wow… thanks, Snease. Your a great partner to have as well. Hey, the sun's goin' down and the moon's comin' up. How about we go to Boss Bisharp and grab some tasty grub, a'ight?"

Sneasel nodded and smiled at Scraggy. They walked across the moonlight city and stopped when they both entered an abandoned casino, where Boss Bisharp was waiting for his prize. There were pinball machines, lottery tickets, and gambling coins and cards scattered across the casino.

when they approached Bisharp's line of eyesight, Bisharp got up and greeted him, his booming voice echoing throughout the whole casino. "Hello, you two. My prizes, please? And don't tell me that you forgot to bring something valuable again, Scraggler…"

Scraggy gulped and searched for words. He didn't like how Boss Bisharp was "playing" with him like that. "Oh. Um… yes sir, I did bring somethin' for ya. And my name isn't Scraggler, It's actually-"

"SILENCE!"

Deck of cards and gambling coins fell off of Bisharp's "throne", which was a neat little chair that was the perfect size for his tall, metallic structure. "Now, I'll say it again. Where are my prizes at?"

"We both have your prizes, Boss Bisharp. Here you go." Sneasel replied to Bisharp's rude remark and took her shuriken half from behind her back, and handing it to him.

Bisharp was pleased. He loved sharp objects, and he knew that Sneasel learned that from his steel typing. "Great job, Sneasel. I expected something like this from you." he turned his sturdy head to look at Scraggy. "Now you, Scraggler. You have a prize for me, do you not?"

Scraggy closed his eyes and blindly took his shuriken half from his pouch and stood there. Bisharp took the shiny weapon from him, and looked at it. "This is the same shuriken piece, but just cut in half."

Sneasel felt really nervous, beads of sweat appearing on her face. She tried to lie to Boss Bisharp saying, "Boss Bisharp, we both found those shuriken pieces fair in square. No one cut it in half, I promise. You can trust me, right?"

Bisharp glared at Sneasel. "Hm… I know when someone's lying you know, and you... are definitely-"

Scraggy finally broke down and pleaded for his life. "I'M SO SORRY SIR, SHE JUST WANTED BOTH OF US TO HAVE EQUAL MEALS, THAT'S ALL! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME, WE DIDN'T MEAN IT AND-"

Sneasel gasped and looked at Scraggy with fire in her eyes. Bisharp giggled at the sight of Scraggy begging for mercy. He didn't just giggle, he laughed. He maybe even shed a tear or two.

When Bisharp stopped laughing at Scraggy, he went back to being serious. "I was going to say that Sneasel was definitely telling the truth, but you never keep your mouth shut, huh Scraggler?"

Sneasel looked uneasy. Bisharp turned his head and looked at her with disappointment in his eyes. "Sneasel, my dear, you really lied to me? You never failed and always gave me a valuable item. It's a shame that I have to do this…"

Scraggy looked at Bisharp and Sneasel, his tears making the casino floor wet. He blinked, and then heard a loud scream by Sneasel.

He striked.

Bisharp used Slash on Sneasel, and Sneasel closed her eyes in pain. She could feel the throbbing wound that Bisharp made on her forehead. She felt dreary, and he didn't pull back. He cut her the hardest he'd ever cut her, and she face planted on the ground, not moving at all.

Scraggy stared at Sneasel in disbelief. Was his partner and best friend Sneasel dead? Was he going to suffer the same pain she had?

Bisharp walked slowly to Scraggy. He grinned at him, showing his two sharp arms. "Ready to die, Scraggler?"

Scraggy's mind was blank. He didn't want to die. He didn't want Bisharp to hurt him as much as he hurt Sneasel. Scraggy adored Sneasel as a friend and as a partner.

Scraggy looked at Bisharp. His brain boiling with anger. He cleared his throat and yelled at the top of his lungs:

"MY NAMES NOT SCRAGGLER!"

Scraggy ferociously jumped up in the air and usedHeadbutt at Bisharp, putting some blows on his red shiny helmet. Scraggy knew this was going to be a hard challenge to face, but it was anything to save Sneasel from dying.

Scraggy jumped down and finished his attack. The casino room was silent for a couple of seconds, until Scraggy shouted at Bisharp. "Well, whatcha gonna to do? Stand there?"

Bisharp glared at Scraggy, his temper bubbling with anger. "Hmph. If it's a battle you want, it's a battle you'll get!"

Bisharp first off taunted Scraggy, sharpening his metallic blade gloves, purposely making an ear piercing shrieking sound. Scraggy suddenly felt fear overflow his mind, and without hesitation ran from the fight as fast as he could, scared as an infant.

Scraggy honestly didn't have enough courage to fight the experienced steel warrior Bisharp. Scraggy ran away, shouting "I don't want to die!" over and over.

Bisharp ran after Scraggy through the corridors of the casino, trying to catch him. He smirked while running swiftly through the debris on the musty casino-tiled floor. Bisharp muttered to himself, "Hehehe. C'mon Scraggler, did your bravery suddenly collapse? Let me cut you in half…"

Meanwhile, when Bisharp was trying to find Scraggy through the casino, Sneasel slowly got up off the dusty floor, pain still throbbing inside her head, blood trickling from her forehead and onto the tiled ground. Sneasel could walk, and only her forehead was severely hurt, remembering Bisharp's sharp blade gloves piercing through her jet black fur.

Sneasel was trying to think straight, figuring out where those two troublesome Pokémon were at. "Where's Scragg and Boss Bisharp at? Oh, my head…" She gently put her paw on her forehead, feeling blood. With her claws then unsheathed, she went out into the dark casino to look for Scraggy and Bisharp.

When Sneasel was looking around the desolated casino, see saw tons of strange things. Jolticks and Spinaraks were all over this place, trying to make a nest to live in. The dark, quiet casino made a perfect shelter for Bug Pokémon. Sneasel then entered a hallway, with a red carpet sprawled out in front of her. Her feet felt comfortable on the plush carpet, but she needed to find Scraggy and Bisharp. He then stopped dawdling and ran through the long corridors and hallways, trying to find her partner and her boss.

Meanwhile, Scraggy was sneakily hiding behind some boxes scattered around the corners of the casino, trying to catch his breath. He was scared, and full of fear. Scraggy tried to stay calm, and tried talking to himself. "I'm never… going to get out… of here at this rate… I need a plan."

Suddenly, when Scraggy finished talking, he heard footsteps. Slow, metallic, and sturdy footsteps. He knew it was Bisharp, and he tried to quiet his short and loud breaths so Scraggy wouldn't hear him.

It didn't work.

Bisharp slashed through the cardboard boxes that Scraggy was hiding behind and grinned at the sight of Scraggy nervously shaking on the floor. Bisharp then picked up Scraggy by his pouch, dangling him upside down. While Bisharp walked up some steps beside the boxes he cuit open, he spat words at Scraggy, making the yellow lizard even more uncomfortable at the sight of the Sword Blade Pokémon. "Hey Scraggler, how about we take this fight up on the roof without running away?

Scraggy gulped and shyly shook his head "yes" and Bisharp proceeded to walk up the stairs to the roof where they would finally battle.

When Bisharp and Scraggy entered the casino roof together, Scraggy looked up at the glimmering stars in the sky with the full moon floating in the silent sky. Bisharp looked at Scraggy and tossed him to the side, making Scraggy hit his head on the flat concrete roof of the casino.

Scraggy got up on his feet and yelled at Bisharp across the roof. "So boss, you want me to fight 'cha? I have you know that I killed two Pidoves yesterday and-"

Bisharp interrupted Scraggy's unnecessary tangent. "I don't care if you killed a baby Magikarp or dominated the rulers of truth and ideals Reshiram and Zekrom, I just want to kill you!"

Bisharp ran at Scraggy, yelling in a defensive manner. Scraggy finally striked back and launched his head at Bisharp, using Headbutt. Instead of putting a dent in Bisharp's leg, Scraggy put a dent in his own head.

Scraggy yowled in pain as he hit Bisharp's hard, metallic leg with his big yellow head. "Ow! How tough is your armor? That really hurt man!"

Bisharp smirked at Scraggy with victory in his eyes and body. Bisharp then answered Scraggy's question. "Well Scraggler, let's just say that I'm made out of metal. I'm a steel type you fool. No one can crack open my armor with their stupid head."

"Well, how about with their claws?"

Bisharp looked behind him, all that bravery fading away from his chest. Sneasel then jumped in the air clinging onto Bisharp's back, scratching at it multiple times. Sneasel knew a lot about Bisharp, and she knew that his back was his weak point due to no armor being there.

Scraggy looked at Sneasel with a smile on his cheeky face. "Get'em, Snease. Kick his butt!"

Sneasel hacked and slashed Bisharp's frail backside until oil sprouted from his cut wounds that she made.

Bisharp screamed bloody murder and had a panic attack. No one has ever beaten up big bad Bisharp before. "NO! NOT MY OIL SUPPLY! I'M GOING TO DIE, I'M GOING TO-"

Bisharp's last words held to a stop when Scraggy sprung up and used Payback on Bisharp, smashing Bisharp's steel body to the ground, the clinging and clanging of Bisharp's body echoing through the night.

He was defeated. Sneasel and Scraggy were free of work.

Scraggy jumped down from the ground from using Payback and finally got to talk to his best friend. "Snease! I thought you were dead! Thank Arceus you're alive. Are you alright? Maybe we can-"

Sneasel smiled and was amused at Scraggy's excitement of seeing her. "Calm down Scrag, I'll explain what I felt to you later. I'm just as happy that you made it out alive. You stood up to Boss Bisharp like that. You were brave, and I rarely see that from you. You did a great job, partner. We both set ourselves free."

Scraggy swelled up in tears of joy, he just couldn't keep his happiness on the inside. He hugged Sneasel. "Oh Sneasel! What should we do tomorrow now that we're free?"

Sneasel shrugged and told Scraggy her answer. "I dunno. I guess we can figure out what to do tomorrow. Man, I'm sleepy."

When Sneasel and Scraggy exited the casino, they looked up at the stars. They were free. They were no longer bullied by a bigger Pokémon. They were both strong and fought together. Sure, they can't turn to someone that has food now, but they can catch a Rattata or two in the wild and feed themselves. Their boss Bisharp has been defeated, and their life has taken another step farther.

Until next time.

What's going to happen next? Find out in the next chapter! (When I'm done with it, of course.) Well, see you then! Thank you for reading.