WARNING: So this chapter is a little violent. Please be aware of that. This is probably gonna be the most on the fence chapter, borderline Teen but not close enough that I feel I need to change the story rating. Other than that the rest of the chapters should definitely be K+. Anyways, enjoy and thanks for taking the time to read this story!

~Moyasu-chan

Before Alain's Charizard could even reach Charlie, it was flung into the air by blades of stone. Charlie had slammed one foot down on the arena, shattering it. With one swing of his massive tail, he flung the Charizard even higher as it was about to come back down. "Charizard!" Alain yelled. Charizard tried to recover, but wasn't nearly fast enough. With a flap of his wings, Charlie was airborne and rocketing toward the smaller Pokémon.

Charlie reached it just as it regained it's balance, slamming into it hard. With a series of magnificent aerial moves, Charlie swung in circles, battering the other Charizard with harsh blows. "It's so fast!" Alain heard Lysandre yell exactly what he was thinking. He tore his eyes from the grappling Pokémon for a split second.

Frita stood at the other end of the broken arena. Her legs were solidly set shoulder length apart and her arms were crossed. Her face was expressionless, and she was staring straight at him. He shuddered under her intense green gaze. 'What am I suppose to do?! Charizard isn't fast enough. I need a plan…' An idea came to Alain's mind and he called out. "Charizard! You-!" Before he could finish, Charlie had taken the Pokémon in his massive claws and was shooting straight up with it. He reached a great height in a matter of seconds and spread his wings wide before beginning to fly in a vertical circle.

"Alain! It's a Seismic Toss!" Lysandre was yelling to him. 'Seismic Toss?! Charizard can only learn that move through its parents or from a very uncommon TM found in Kanto! Hah!' Alain was beginning to internally panic. He couldn't come up with a plan, and as he turned his gaze to Frita he saw her sternly look at him as if to say "I told you this would happen." He looked up to see Charlie rocketing to the ground. He looked desperately to Lysandre and Steven, even Marin. She was trembling uncontrollably. 'She must be terrified. Even I'M terrified.'

And then things seemed to move in slow motion as Charlie hurtled Alain's Charizard at the ground with so much force it knocked the boy off his feet and created an enormous explosion followed by a dust cloud. Alain's vision was swaying and blurry as he looked up to see the dust cloud blown away by Charlie's wings. His Charizard was in a deep crater in the middle of what little was left of the arena floor. Frita hadn't moved an inch.

Alain got up and stumblingly ran toward his Pokémon. "Charizard!" His voice sounded so far away and his vision was still shaky. He fell to his knees in front of Charizard and looked up when he heard a distant roar. Charlie was glaring at him maliciously. He could see the Pokémon's pupils were nothing but slits in its red eyes. It lunged at him, mouth agape with sharp teeth. His reaction was so dulled that he couldn't move. Charlie's teeth snapped shut less than an inch from his face and he blinked rapidly in shock. Charlie turned in utter fury. Frita was holding the massive Pokémon back by his tail, and he suddenly turned on her in a flash.

Frita's face contorted in surprise and fear for a second before Charlie snapped her up in his jaws. He was holding her by her midsection and flung her from side to side like a Sharpedo. He threw her up in the air before catching her by the arm again and flinging her around like a rag-doll. He threw her again, and Alain turned as he felt someone shake him. Steven was looking at him in alarm. "Alain, get up! You need to recall Charizard and get out of here!" Alain put the Pokémon back in its ball and shakily got to his feet. He nearly fell again when the ground rumbled beneath them.

Charlie had smashed Frita into the arena wall hard enough to leave her embedded in it. Alain stared at her in horror until Steven grabbed him by the arm. Charlie was charging straight at them, letting out a deafening and primal roar. 'That thing isn't a Pokémon, it's a monster!' Alain turned to run as Charlie reached them. Steven looked up in horror. Alain turned to see a pair of claws slicing straight at him. They froze as Alain heard a scream. Frita was standing behind them, screeching at the sky. Her arms were held halfway up and her hands were balled into fists. Her feet were planted solidly and she brought her head down to glare furiously at her Pokémon. "ENOUGH!"

Charlie charged her, intending to take her in his jaws again, but she stopped him cold. She had caught his snout and was holding his head back as he snapped furiously at her. She forced his jaws shut and grabbed his head, though it almost seemed too big for her to. 'She's still alive?!' Steven dragged him backward as they began to run again. Frita grunted and lifted Charlie completely off the ground, spinning him until she had him on his back in a half headlock. "I SAID ENOUGH!" Alain hit the ground hard. Steven had pushed him. He heard Steven yell in pain as Charlie's thrashing tail slammed into his side and sent him careening into the arena's far wall. He hit with a heavy thud and lay motionless on the ground.

Frita grappled with the struggling Mega Charizard until he couldn't keep his form and reverted to a regular Charizard. She released him immediately and he got up. He looked completely different. His pupils were big and round, and tears welled up in his eyes. He began to weep uncontrollably and Frita sagged to her knees, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. She was gasping for breath and her hair had come loose from it's tie. It poofed around her head in a scattered mess. Her coat was dusty, and the bottoms of her jeans were torn. She had jagged red marks on her stomach, but they weren't actually cuts.

She regained her breath and slowly got to her feet, wincing. "You ok?" Alain blinked for a few moments before answering. "Yeah," he pointed to the arena wall, "but, Steven…" He trailed off, still in shock. Frita was by Steven's side in seconds. "Steven?! Steven!" She shook him, his body rolling limply. She shook him again, and again, calling out his name. Alain looked up blankly as a hand thumped his shoulder. It was Lysandre, his eyes wide, Marin clinging to him for dear life. She was trembling horribly and tears were streaming down her cheeks. They all turned as they heard a loud groan. Steven had finally come to. Frita was holding him in a tight hug. "How bad are you hurt?!" Her voice cracked in the middle.

Steven was about to reply as Frita released him when he winced loudly and grabbed at his side. He let out a huffing breath and shakily lifted up his shirt. A large, ugly bruise had already started to spread across his skin. He ran his fingers lightly across it and hissed in pain. Frita was looking at him in concern. A loud noise caught their attention and they all turned to look at Charlie. He was sitting on the ground, sobbing heavily and wailing. Frita came to him, patting his foot. He thrust his snout at the ground and she leaned on it. "It's ok, Charlie," she said soothingly, rubbing his nose. After several more comforting words he began to settle down and Frita turned her attention on Steven again. He was leaning on the arena wall for support, and his legs were shaking badly. Frita rushed to catch him as his knees gave out. She caught him under his arms as he crashed to the ground. She hissed quietly as he grabbed at her arm.

Lysandre was by her side. "Let me help." Frita looked at him for a moment like she wanted to object, but nodded in agreement. Alain started as a weight hit his shoulders. He had forgotten about Marin, and she had buried her face in his shoulder. They managed to get Steven to the hospital, and were now sitting in the waiting room anxiously. Well, all but Frita, who had taken up restless pacing. Steven's Metagross watched, occasionally trying to stop her, but ultimately failing. She was moving so fast it was hard to see, but Alain noticed she was limping. And her face…she looked so much older than before…

Alain turned his attention to other things. Steven's other Pokémon were at the hospital as well, a Carbink, an Aggron, and an Aerodactyl. They clustered together in one corner of the room. Marin was sitting on Alain's lap with her face buried in his chest. He rubbed her shoulders comfortingly.

A couple hours passed and finally a doctor came to speak to them…

Meanwhile, at Lysandre Labs, research was going smoothly. Lainey was watching the radar blip on her tablet as it moved across Kalos. The shard had resonated with the Giant Rock like they had thought, and an operative of Lysandre's secret organization, Team Flare, had taken the shard out to search for something that Lainey had long suspected to be dangerous. Lysandre hadn't given her the full details of his plan yet. 'I don't blame him. I wouldn't trust me either.' She smiled.

The blip had stopped a few times, so when it stopped again, Lainey dismissed it at first. But when the blip didn't move for quite some time she became more interested and marked the spot on a map so she could investigate later. Hours went by, and when she got the chance, Lainey made for the spot on the back of her Braviary. She patted the Pokémon as she landed and began to walk around. She was at the edge of Geosenge Town, and came to the spot she had been looking for. It was right in the middle of a circle of large stone megaliths.

She took a device from her pocket and scanned the ground with it multiple times before letting out a gasp. There was a massive, well, thing buried beneath the ground under her feet. After extensive Pokénet research, the color slightly drained from her face as she finally discovered what the object was. "This…" she mumbled. "This wasn't what we expected at all." She took a cellphone out of her pocket and dialed the first number. It picked up on the third ring. "This is Elaine. I've located Lysandre's objective. It's…it's worse than we expected. It's a giant weapon. One that can wipe out all Pokémon around the world." She listened to the instructions she was given next. "Understood. I'll lay low and try to contact her ASAP."

She hung up and hopped back on Braviary, heading for Anistar City.