The Snorlax heaved himself back onto his feet quickly.
"I'll take care of-" a Sableye approached from behind the Snorlax.
"Idiot. Look at him." the Snorlax put out his arm stopping him.
"This Snorlax is a bit smart. I'll take care of him first with just hitting the back of his head, and then..."
"Eh!?" the Sableye looked, "Yeah?"
"Don't be dense." the Snorlax huffed, "A gray and white Flareon, numb skulls! Look at how he's lookin at us!" he pointed, "It's that white star!"
Angelo held his gaze as the group observed him.
"They're subconsciously still lacking in carefulness. Their numbers make them feel safe. I can use this to my advantage, but for a very short amount of time. I probably can only get the drop on two or three of them before they are truly alert, and this doesn't include the smarter Snorlax. If I can attack five simultaneously, that's a big drop in numbers considering there's about fifteen of them."
"All together, ok?" the Snorlax said.
"With the crowd behind me, I need to fight in a powerhouse style to ensure I have all their attention."
"On my mark." the Snorlax visibly tensed.
"And strike first."
Angelo prepared five trump card attacks around his body. He aimed them quickly and fired them separately at pokemon he thought looked unfocused. An Accelgor managed to react in time and swivel its head to avoid the card. The other four pokemon were all taken off guard and sent sprawling on the ground.
"Hrgh!" the Snorlax grunted in surprise, "Get him, now!"
"They're on guard. I have to deal with them relentlessly or they'll pile up on me. I haven't even tried a fire type attack yet, so I have to deal with them a little bit closer to the chest."
The Snorlax and other grunts charged, some much faster than others. Angelo started to think faster for the Accelgor's quick attack. Angelo tensed his foot and used a sweeping kick with his back leg to catch his movements. The Accelgor was stopped in his tracks, and Angelo quickly slammed its face with a brute punch. He looked back up quickly as the Accelgor stopped moving on the ground.
"Wow." Angelos' eyes widened.
The rest of the pokemon immediately backed away from their attack.
"The Snorlax is smarter, but they're softies. I could've dealt with them myself easily. Or, they're looking up at something." Angelo sweat dropped.
He looked directly above him to see a Dragonite smoothly landing next to him with a huff.
"You did good." the Dragonite smiled brightly at him, "The rest is pretty much done."
Angelo looked over to see agents holding every member of the group threateningly. Most of the Nightlight agents had huge elemental advantages.
"Where did they come from!?" Angelo asked.
"We have agents all over the mall at all times, but we needed to asses the group first. They're not trained for rugged combat, so it was needed." he explained, "I was about to distract him, but I couldn't help but watch... That was good." he patted him ruggedly on the back.
"You really didn't see them as dangerous at all even though they pillaged all those shops..." Angelo muttered, "How often does crap like this happen?"
The Dragonite sighed tiredly.
"You'll find this is a day at the office. We've big problems indeed. This is one down though." he lightened his tone, "How's your energy?"
"It's , alright... You wanted to tell me stuff?" Angel recalled.
"In private." he replied quickly, "It's not good news, but not too intense all the same. Just something to keep in mind."
"I'm ready any time." Angelo reasoned.
"Well, I have to make a statement to the public following this whole mess." Lancelot sighed, "I'll be sending you off back to HQ with Blue in just a moment."
"Actually, I'm feeling a bit hyper..." Angelo muttered, "Maybe I could stick with you?"
"Hmmm..." the Dragonite held his chin.
Angelo watched Lancelot bend down and study the nearby unconscious Accelgor. He stood back upwards after checking its wounds.
"Very clean hits, minimal damage." the Dragonite commented, "You're a very clean fighter.. I Think you can handle joining me for field work."
Angelo smirked.
"Oh, sorry to get your hopes up!" the Dragonite said quickly, "It'll have to be tomorrow. I'm only here because I happened to be nearby on business. It's not a field day for me."
"It's fine." Angelo replied smiling, "Anything you'd like me to do?"
"Not in particular, but..."
The Dragonite suddenly bent down to Angelo's eye level.
"You have a small cut on your face, but..."
Lancelot tapped his arm against Angelo's face and held it up closely.
"Your blood is colored strangely. Its color is silvery, far from red." the Dragonite studied.
Angelo felt his heartbeat increase quickly.
"Uhm, am I alright!?" he asked.
"It's nothing to worry about, Angelo." Lancelot assured, "Just noticing different things. Go back to your room and rest, or you can shop in the tower. I'd prefer you stay in there for just a bit while I clear things here."
"Hey."
A Greninja approached to pair suddenly. Angelo was surprised by how close he suddenly was, being able to pat the Dragonite on the back.
"I can free up your time." the Greninja offered.
"I appreciate it, Damien. But this is especially a delicate situation. I have to keep their sense of safety." Lancelot reasoned.
"I have a game face, too." the Greninja convinced, "And you have more important things to attend to. Look at him."
The Dragonite turned slowly and looked at Angelo.
"Is he... Avoiding eye contact?"
"Closer." the Greninja told.
Angelo noticed the Dragonite's blue eyes flickering while he stared. He held a shaky frown while he stared.
"He's yours, Lancelot." the Greninja said in a low voice, "Well, listen to me for a second you both."
Angelo and the Dragonite turned to the Greninja listening quietly.
"You both are quite tough thanks to your childhoods." he said, "You two are family, for life. I'm not asking for you two to hug crying given you're both tough-skinned, but I'd like to see you spend your time correctly. Who knows how much time you have, after all."
The Dragonite looked back at Angelo and sighed lowly.
"You are correct, very." he replied, "Alright. Anything you'd like to do, Angelo." the Dragonite nodded.
Angelo giggled. The Dragonite looked at him questioningly.
"Actually, I really want to fight you." Angelo showed a wide smile.
"Well geez, what did I do..." the Dragonite muttered.
"I'm trying to, well, train for something." Angelo shifted nervously, "And I could really use a pro's help."
Angelo checked back over in both directions to see the pokemon were all detained. On his other side, the crowd was being talked to by Nightlight agents.
"What exactly are you training for?" the Dragonite asked.
"Well... I just want to be a good Nightlight." Angelo said simply.
"So, you've decided that's what you want to do for now?" Lancelot smiled lightly.
Angelo nodded quickly.
"Well then, I know a good place in the tower where we can train." the Dragonite said proudly, "Sit on my shoulder. I'll take us there."
Angelo bounded up and grabbed the Dragonite's shoulders and swung his back legs over his back. He used his tail to wrap around the Dragonite's neck for balance.
"Hey, where'd that Cinccino go?" Angelo asked quietly.
"You'll see her again soon. I'm introducing you to the group tonight." the Dragonite replied, "I'll fly low."
Angelo felt fearless excitement as the Dragonite confidently took off. Although the ground appeared to be far blow them as he left the mall complex upwards, he still felt no fear of falling off.