A/N: I will be officially be called Nox Calyx from now on! With no wonder of magic here! And we're off to the next chapter!

"Uwaaah! Someone help me!" We're words that reverberated across the line trees of the forest. As they were yelled out, it came with it a rustling of grass being trodden on haphazardly with no consideration, accompanied by heavy, panicked breathing from the one who screamed. It was a quadruped, swinging its legs back and forth and big strides as fast as it can. Its fur was covered in a dark, a shade of ebony that contrasted from the rays of sunlight that were shingling through the gaps between the trees. It had a long bushy tail that was waving wildly, not even touching the ground as the running Pokémon kept it from getting gravity to affect it. Around its neck was a fluff of fur that was darker than the rest of its body, shaped as it was moved by the wind in one direction. It had pointed furry ears on its head, with a fluff of hair between them, having highlights the same color of the bottom of its legs. It was carrying a brown satchel that was rustling with assortments of items in it.

The Pokémon's head turned back to briefly look at what was pursuing it, only to see an arc of white light streaking vertically in its direction.

SCHWING! Came the sound of screeching claws cutting across the air. The sight and sound of this attack caused its eyes to widen, reflexively making a short hop to the side as the ark missed it. As it did, it only got a glimpse of its attacker.

Running on two legs, with arms that resembled claims more than fingers, it was running too. But it was running towards the one who was in front of it. It had red appendages looking like feathers attached to the side of its head and and act as its tail. It had a jewel on its forehead and sharp looking eyes.

"Get back here you damn Zorua!" It screamed out in an angry masculine tone. He was running at nearly the same speed as the fox Pokémon in front of it. "Give me back my satchel!"

The only response that he got was the Zorua running faster, gaining a bit more distance in from of him. That just made him scowl and grind his teeth.

"Grrrraahh!" The footsteps became faster and faster from the both of them, one trying to catch and the other avoiding to be caught. They dashed through the trees, weaving between them, both of them unwilling to give up.

"I've had enough of this!" The clawed Pokémon exclaimed as he shifted his head directly at the Zorua. "Icy Wind!"

The air suddenly became cold behind the Zorua, the wind picking up her faster. It was coming so fast that it almost made them lose their contact to the ground, but just enough for her to stumble.. And that wasn't the only thing that the wind did. Specks of white crystals blew past them, some of them speeding towards their body.

"N-Ngh…!" It felt like dozens of tiny pebbles striking against their fur. T-this is bad…! Oh why did I think of doing this?! I didn't know I'd be up against a Sneasel!

They didn't have time to think about regretting why they was being chased because the cold caused their strides to become smaller, slowing down as a consequence.

"I've got you now!" The Sneasel was closing the distance between them, smiling as he anticipated of ending the hunt by striking her down! He readied his claws, ready to slash right at them.

The Zorua grimaced. I've come too far to fail now…! They thought. They continued to run, but it was just an attempt to delay the inevitable. They were really starting to panic now, hoping that something would happen to halt the Sneasel's pursuit.

As the distance between them got even closer, the canopy of the trees blocking the sky were gone, sunlight fully shining down on the both of them.

I can't run anymore! I… I need to fight back! I have to!

"It's useless to run away now!" The Sneasel yelled as he jumped forward, bringing his claws back to ready his claws right at the dark fox, a joyful smile on his fanged teeth.

It's now or never! Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks as the bipedal Pokémon was in mid jump, sharply turning their body in a flash, front paws swinging back to swing right at the clawed fiend.

"W-what?!" The Sneasel's eyes widened as the Zorua's claws were headed right at him, going at a high speed. And with his current momentum, it left him open to attack if he attacked now. He had to do defend himself or risk getting damage to his body or face! He crossed his arms in the front of him as the fox's claws struck right at them, causing lines of claw marks to appear on them.

"G-grahhh!" He growled in pain as he was knocked back from the swipes of the Zorua's claws, landing a short distance from them in the clearing. He landed as best as he could, his left knee buckling a bit, bending more to the point he was kneeling down.

Now's my chance! Without a moment of hesitation, the dark fox charged right towards him, claws at the ready to strike at him again.

The Sneasel's sight picked up the speeding fox that was aimed to attack him. "You dare to attack me?!" He quickly stood up and swiftly stepped to the side, causing the Zorua to miss him. Before they could turn at him, He raised one of legs and swiftly raised them at the fox's side.

"Ack…!" Was all that they could say, the breath being driven out of them, their body flung to the side, rolling until they were left facing upwards. They briefly got a glimpse of sky and saw something… strange. It looked like a small dot…No… it wasn't circular enough… but...

The Sneasel wasn't done yet, taking a few breaths to recover from the stinging pain from his arms. "Hah… Look at what you've done! Cutting my arms…!" He hissed. He observed one of them, trying to take measure of how much damaged that strike was. He could see the lines of where they were cut, and saw a small streak of red liquid coming from one of them. He was bleeding, not by a lot, but he was. He looked with disgust.

The Zorua was still distracted by the object falling from the sky, there were distinct lumps from the dot. That isn't some rock… it was…

A Pokémon from the sky?! They thought. And it's falling right towards us…! Their eyes widened as she thought of an idea.

"I'll make you pay for what you've done... including stealing what I rightfully own!"

The Zorua snapped back to what was happening. If I could just distract him… Just for a bit...

"Y-you don't own it… it belongs to my client…!" They retorted.

The Sneasel scowled. "Oh, I see… You're in one of those exploration teams, huh?"

The Zorua rolled back over to look back at him. "N-not… exactly…" they said, still somewhat out of breath from being flung by the kick in their sides.

"You aren't? I see, you're just an imitator of them, just like your kind! Just a fake! You don't even have a badge to prove it!"

The Zorua kept silent. He was right… they aren't an official explorer… but now's not the time to think about that! If he can just talk a bit more, even if it doesn't hit him… that's when the perfect chance to strike will open!

"It's better that you don't even join one! Everyone who's part of one is weak and can't rely on themselves when they have to! Working alone is the best way to survive in this backstabbing world!"

What the Sneasel was saying made her wince. Not because he was wrong, but he was partially right. It was hard just doing things alone...

"... Hehe…" the fox chuckled.

The Sneasel was caught off guard. "Hey! What're you laughing for?!"

"Oh nothing… I'm sure working alone can work out great… It might be even necessary... but there's a problem to that…" The Zorua's mouth turned upward into a full on grin. "There'd be no one to help you when you're about to be defeated!"

"You think so, huh?! You're the one who's gonna-!" Was all he said before he saw a streak of blue dash in the front of his sight. His eyes widened as he suddenly stepped back.

WHAM!

Dust and grass scattered everywhere suddenly, causing him to cover his eyes and cross his arms in the front of him. "How the hell-?!"

"You should've stopped yapping and struck me down while you had the chance!" They yelled back as of their paws quickly reached into the bag.

"You…!" Despite being unable to see clearly by the amount of dust in the air, he could still see the silhouette of the fox. "I can still see you! You're tricks ain't up to snuff!"

He readied his legs and ran right at her, making a few steps in the cloud of dust he was in toward the Zorua. "You're done for!" He screamed as readied his claws. He saw the cloud of dust disappearing, sprinting even faster, smiling in anticipation of victory. He saw the Zorua with on of their paws extended as if they threw something. He briefly looked slightly down, seeing something brown and oval shaped speeding right at him. And it hit him.

BOOM! There wasn't enough time to process what just happened. All that the Sneasel felt right after that sound is feeling the wind coming behind him, the trees coming farther away.

The Zorua was not not that far away from the blast as well, being pushed back by the fleece of wind, causing her to tumble as well.

A thud sounded, feeling his body being struck by the ground, all he could do was just in grunt out in pain. A moment later, the smoke cleared, leaving him laying on the ground, in shock of the blast.

"H-how…?" He gasped out, his breath shaking, feeling himself becoming numb.

"Heh… just plain luck… I hope my client will forgive me for using one of their items…" the Zorua lamented.

"Hnngh... Damn… you…" he panted out before he became limp, losing consciousness.

"Good grief…" The Zorua sighed and let their body fall flat back the ground again, just relaxing after the rush that just happened. "Glad that's taken care of... who knew a Pokémon would fall from the sky… and here of all places... Speaking of which…"

They turned to see the impact made from the Pokémon who fell, a whole ditch was formed across a short distance in the middle of the clearing.

"I hope they're okay…" They stood up and turned their body side to side, shaking off some of the fur that caught the dirt caused by the impact. She walked slowly towards the end of the ditch where they got a clearer look at the Pokémon that fell.

"A Froakie…" And by the looks of it was an unconscious one. They stepped closer to inspect for injuries. They gasped… as there weren't any that were seen. Not even a single bruise. There was something else, too. The Froakie was breathing.

But… how? That fall was fast enough to smash anyone flat!

"Hey… are you okay…?" they shaked the unconscious frog slightly with their paws. No response. They shook him harder. A twitch came from of its fingers. "Come on... wake up...!"

A small mumble came, then… its eyes opened.

A/N: Ohohoho! Looks like that crash did more than just get someone's attention... What'll happen next, how will they react when this stranger wakes up? We'll see how it plays out in the next chapter! Please review as well!