Okay, like I said in the last chapter, I'm not exactly going to do fight scenes due to me having it suck a lot. And like I also said, this one will take a different person's POV. Those who've read the first chapter should have an idea as for who, but the rest I'll leave to the chapter to explain.

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Alright, I will try to describe the characters and areas as best as I can. If ya flame me for a minor wrong detail, I'll use it to roast marshmallows.

"Hello" means speech.

"Hello" means Aleron speech.

'Hello' means thoughts.

"Hello" and "Hello" means whispers

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, or any major company brands. I only own my story and my OC's.

A Being of Insect and Steel

Chapter 4: A Watchful Eye

Unknown Location.

A single man watched several monitors closely, observing the fight between two beings. One a male around 6 feet wearing metal gauntlets on his hands to give an edge over his opponent, a purple metallic insect with a cannon on his back, who was gracefully dodging every blow. It would've been boring if the insect didn't throw a single attack at the brawler. Sometimes a punch from the iron-knuckled man would connect, throwing the metal insect off balance, only to recover and thrust an arm spike forward only to be blocked by the gauntlets.

The man in question-only able to see his face due to the monitors lighting-has tea-green hair and where his right eye should be is a lens that is silver on the outline of it, but red in the center. He was watching the fight with utmost importance, head on his interlocked fingers. The metal insect was the only thing he was interested in, the other was expendable. He did not care on what happened to anyone, for he only cared about the creature.

"Sage?" Called a voice somewhere in the room.

"Yes?" the man answered, "What do you need?"

Another man came walked up to him, dressed in chain-mail armor-with a half black/white shield logo with a 'P' in the center and a backward 'Z' behind it-along with a central robe going down it.

"Not to question your motives sire, but..." the man-in-armor hesitated before he continued, "but, are you sure about this? I mean, the last time we tried something like this, Lord N stopped it for his own reasons. What would happen if this turns out what we fear?"

The man put his hands to his mouth, deep in thought. After a few minutes of thinking, he finally responded, "You do not need to worry about the consequences. Sooner, or later, weather he likes it or not, our pet will obey." He turned his eyes back to the monitors, where the battle still wages on.

Siegel High School. 2:23 pm.

Marcus' POV:

Geez, despite this being a ruse fight, it feels real to me. I'm starting to wear out, and so is Aleron. If we keep this up, he may not get out of here alive. Our fight spilled into the courtyard, where even more people gathered around. I frantically looked around, anything for a way off the grounds and away from people to hide. Then it hit me; the ROTC training forest. If we get in there, we can run the rest of the way to a hiding area. We can't stay in the training area because some of the more tougher students would follow in there.

I went for another grab to inform Al of the change in plans while making the crowds think I'm attacking. I managed to grab a hold of his arms and twist them, without hurting them, behind his back. I leaned in close to let him know, "Psst, Al, change of plans. Seeing on how we can't get out of the crowds sight easily, I got a different approach to it. Ya know the ROTC training grounds?" He seemed to know what I was thinking, since he did a light chuckle. "Question is, how are you going to get me over there? Last I checked, you can only throw me fifteen or so feet." he stated.

I done an evil looking smile that made him cringe slightly. "Uh, what do you have on your mind? That smile usually means something bad." I just chuckled a little, "Don't worry," I mocked while throwing him up, him protesting while in the air "I have my own way with dealing with you!" I yelled to him, still putting up the ruse. Now, what do I have in mind? See, I've been using my fists this whole fight, the reason is that my legs are pretty much, 'super-charged' so to say. Imagine a kick from a football player that can put a good sized dent into a car, and not at full strength, around half a foot in diameter. Now, take that same kick, and multiply the strength by a good fifteen times. Yep, I'm going to kick him out of the park.

I readied my foot under where Aleron will land, getting into a back-flip kick pose. As soon as he started falling, I tensed my leg up, readying the kick. When he was around seven feet above my foot, I flipped back with all my might, bringing my foot into Al's side, sending him flying through the air. I took off after him when I recovered, running past students with their jaws on the ground from my kick. Just as I planned, he was flying towards the ROTC grounds, where I will find him and we'll both escape. He landed hard in the area, and I was able to regroup with him. He was clutching his side from where I kicked him, breathing hard.

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph dude! Those legs, gah, should be illegal to use in sports!" he managed to say despite the pain he was in. I just chuckled and held out my hand to help him up. "Come on, we should bolt before more of the students show up." He put his claw into my hand and we started to make our way opposite from the school and crowds.

Unknown Location.

The sage looked at the screens with disgust. He wanted the creature to end his friends life. He was wanting the fight to continue, but only to find out it was a ruse to get away from the other people. He sighed inwardly, wondering on how long it would be until he and a group of minions could capture him. Maybe N was right about this, bringing it back was a waste. But perhaps this 'Aleron' is still unaware of his new capabilities. It would only be a matter of time until he discovers them and uses them to his fullest potential, which would jeopardize his plans.

He got up and, switching the monitors off, walked out of the darkened room.

Hey-o! Fourth chapter done. I'm sorry if I'm pumping these out too fast to where it feels rushed, but I just want to get the Boredom monkey off my back...Anyway, I thought I would try and go ahead with a small fight scene. It seems to work out a little. Also, it looks like someone's spying on our duo. It seems that he's keeping a close eye on Marcus and especially Aleron. I would also like to point out...182 hits O_o! DAMN! MORE THAN DOUBLE THAN THE LAST TOTAL!

R&R and remember, flames will be used to roast marshmallows..=P.