Back where the clowder of Purrloin were before, Tyrogue soon took notice of one of the Pokémon it just saved earlier. The shiny of the group had suffered only minor scratches and nothing else.

Sighing in relief, the scuffle creature soon proceeded to walk towards the shiny Purrloin, concerned about their encounter with the hunter. "R-Rogue.." The fighter spoke with worry in its tone, it placed a hand onto the cat's shoulder not noticing any other minor injuries it received from who assume to be a "trainer".

The shiny Purrloin nodded in response, then soon left with the rest of its clowder. Tyrogue didn't know what to do next besides just let it leave without saying anything else. Instead, he followed the colony of Purrloin on the way back home and tried getting their attention by waving a wand at them. The group ignored except for the shiny Pokémon, who soon noticed the sounds of the Tyrogue trying to ask why they were leaving it.

It stopped, then turned back at the once-wounded Tyrogue, waiting for its response. "Purloin..Rrr..rrrLoin!" The cat responded, in which it meant that the Tyrogue must stay here without any help unless it is severely hurt. Without its help, the fighter soon might die if it gets into another fight once again.

To avoid any further arguments, it nodded and soon left the clowder without saying a goodbye to them. Watching the Tyrogue leave in the distance, the shiny meowed sadly, and soon followed the leopard clowder back home.


Relived that the shiny Purrloin was safe from being taken away to Team Yell, Tyrogue started to get concerned over newly-met members getting taken away from it. It had lost several of his friends including his old owner; It's trainer dying from a house fire, his Luxray gone missing after the said incident, alongside his Emboar going missing.

Thankfully the Emboar survived every single incident once mentioned by the trainer's older friend, but sadly most of the Pokémon it's old trainer kept did not make it through these tough times.

The Tyrogue did not want to be alone, so it had to be raised by either other Pokémon, or someone else.

Seeking help from other Pokémon and getting denied due to raising young, on lookout, or on journey, the lonely Tyrogue was losing hope. Until a strange voice echoed just a mile away. It sounded human-like, although too similar to a human trainer.

The young fighter began following the voices echoing across the Motostoke Riverbank. The sounds get louder and louder within each step the Tyrogue just took, intentionally ignoring other Pokémon that weren't taking notice of it, the fighter took a closer look at what appeared to be a shadow of what appeared to be a trainer.

Not too much of a trainer. The adventurous Tyrogue immediately followed the voices heard across the Riverbank. Going past other Pokémon, he was close to help; or what other creatures assume to be a trainers's helping hand.

Taking one last look at the silhouette before continuing to follow the voices echoing across the riverbank of Motostoke, the Tyrogue took notice and ran as fast as possible.

It believed that it was just a friendly human being, seeking an injured Pokémon to take better care of. Taking a stop near the entrance of Hammerlocke, the Tyrogue pictured a Pokémon trainer, taking care of the same fighter it was from its injuries.

Smiling, the Tyrogue soon continued on. Avoiding a confused flock of Corvisquire, it stopped, eyeing several features the figure has. It had black fur with white stripes on its pelt. It had jacket-like features on his upper body alongside grey fur on both arms and legs.

The young rookie wasn't sure what it looked like at first, then soon realized it was an overleveled Pokémon, mistaken as a Pokémon trainer awaiting injured creatures to get take care of. And that of course, appeared to be an Obstagoon, waiting for an underleveled Pokémon to kill.

Not wasting any time to fight, the fighter proceeded to flee, only to be stopped by both paws of the Obstagoon. It was wild, and was never owned by one of the Team Yell grunts, so it's never likely to take it to its leader. It wasn't sure how that strong creature got here in the first place.

Paralyzed in fear, the young Tyrogue turned his head to the menacing Obstagoon, hissing in response before sticking its tongue out as it used to.

As the strong Pokémon was about to sink its teeth into the young Tyrogue's neck, it's attack was soon interrupted by a bite in the hand. The badger-like figure winced in pain before turning back at the Tyrogue, making its escape.

Growling with anger, the badger chased it down before capturing it again, and this time with both arms. Due to its stronger grip, the young fighter wasn't able to break free. Obstagoon according to most Pokémon are known to be quick on all fours, making it able to catch prey in one try.

Gripping the Tyrogue on both arms, the Obstagoon proceeded to sink its teeth one last time only to be kicked on the leg by the rookie, attempting to break free from its grip.

Running off by the Obstagoon, it soon headed out of Hammerlocke Hills, only to be hit by the badger's projectiles, sending him falling onto the ground. The Tyrogue winced in pain as it eyed the Obstagoon, ready to catch him once again.

The rookie noticed blood pouring out from each scratch it took, then back at Obstagoon, ready to kill. The little rookie knew it was too late to escape now, and so then, started to cry. "Goon! Rrrr..rrraagoon.." The badger hissed, informing Tyrogue to not make a muscle.

It was too weak to make an escape, and was not strong enough to fight back. With one final hiss of pain, the Obstagoon soon slammed its arm against the Tyrogue's back, only to be stopped by an unfamiliar attack, preventing it from doing so.

The rookie opened his eyes, and turned to see a Hawlucha, fighting off an Obstagoon. It appeared that the luchador is protecting Tyrogue from the badger-like Pokémon!

It watched in awe as the Hawlucha layed several punches and kicks at the Obstagoon, knocking it down. Landing on both feet, it turned to the wounded Tyrogue, than back at the weakened badger. With a flying kick, Obstagoon soon was knocked out.

"Chaa!" The luchador bird spoke, running over to the wounded rookie. The Hawlucha was shocked to see a large scratch wound on its back, alongside a few scratches and bruises all over its body. "Cha Lucha.."

The Hawlucha then proceeded to carry the Tyrogue in both arms. Turning over to the knocked-out Obstagoon, it turned back at Tyrogue and spoke with a soft, "Cha luu.. Hawlucha.." Informing that the fighter shall not go in the premises until it's strong enough to do.

The Tyrogue didn't know about going back where he was attacked months ago. He wasn't sure what the Obstagoon's silhouette looked like at first, and yet believed it was just a trainer.

It was nothing like a trainer according to Hawlucha. It was no other than an overleveled Pokémon who would try to kill underleveled beings. Unlike an Obstagoon, different species of Pokémon who are stronger than a Pancham would just kill prey in a matter of time.

Feeling ashamed of its actions, it promised not to head back to any wild areas until its strong enough, even when stronger Pokémon are around.


As soon as the Hawlucha reached a safer area, it then placed the Tyrogue on the same bed of grass where the shiny Purrloin took it there months ago. "Cha Lucha.." The bird informed the wounded rookie, kneeling in front of it. "Lucha chaa..Hawlucha."

Informing it not to go near overleveled Pokémon again, Tyrogue nodded in response, understanding Hawlucha's explanation. It could've been killed if the luchador wasn't there to save it on time. Because of its wounds, the poor rookie was too weak to break free from the Obstagoon's attacks.

Thankfully the Hawlucha was there to save it on time before things got worse. Thanking the luchador for its help, he was then offered a berry. It appeared to be round, it was shaped like a blueberry; although not the actual size of one, and what appeared to have such a blue color.

It revealed to be an Oran berry, a type of berry to heal of Pokémon. Taking the berry off Hawlucha's claw-like hands, it then proceeded to chew on the pieces of the fruit-like object. It tasted sweet, although too similar to other berries the shiny Purrloin had offered it earlier.

Careful not to eat too much nor too fast, it took slow bites of the berry to get some of the sweet juices from it. It tasted awfully delectable, although too delectable. It wanted more of the Oran berries, but the young fighter was trying its best not to eat too much, otherwise it'll get sick.

The Oran berry seemed awfully big, and eating all of it not only cured Tyrogue's hunger, but to heal most of his wounds a bit.

The Hawlucha was happy to see the Tyrogue all cured, yet it was still too weak to fight off any Pokémon for now. Promising the rookie not to run off unless strong enough to do so, it soon nodded, understanding the luchador's information.

It didn't want to leave the young Tyrogue all by itself, with wounds still all over its body, and nothing to eat by then, so it decided to look for other Pokémon to keep on watch.

It asked a Combee to help it out, yet was too busy on lookout outside the hive. It tried asking Stufful, yet was too scared thinking the Hawlucha was there to knock it down. Lastly, requesting a few more underleveled Pokémon were its only option.

Asking a Pancham to help out, it seemed too busy on other stuff like walking around. The luchador seemed irritated due to its actions, yet didn't want to waste any time by fighting back, so it then left the wild area where most Pancham were and looked for several more Pokémon to be on lookout.

Several minutes had passed, and to believe there might not be any hope left, Hawlucha soon came back with a happy-go-lucky Yamper. The Tyrogue shook as the corgi Pokémon walked over to it, about to lick its face.

It seemed friendly, awfully friendly. According to most Yamper, they get confused on what different species of each being look like, but this Yamper knew this fighter seemed to be nice.

Hawlucha informed both Pokemon that it'll be back at Hammerlocke for lookout, the corgi nodded in response. Watching the luchador leave in the distance, Tyrogue wasn't sure what to do when he is all alone, all by itself. Luckily it's got a Yamper to look out for the rookie, so it doesn't have to worry being all alone with no one else to keep an eye on.

"Yap yap!" The corgi barked, licking the Tyrogue's face in response. The fighter giggled at the feeling of the Yamper's tongue on its face, it was disgusting at first, but soon loved the feeling of dog-Pokémon giving out kisses to others, just like dogs do to humans in the real world.

As soon as the Yamper stopped licking, it's ears perk up once strange sounds were heard across the wild area. The two weren't sure about it at first, but one soon realized that there was a battle going on.

Thankfully the same clowder of Purrloin the Tyrogue had met months ago were not involved, however something different occurred. Not the leopard group, nor a flock of Corvisquire, but the same Hawlucha was getting attacked by a Bisharp!

It appeared to be overleveled then the Hawlucha it met earlier ago, yet it didn't want to get attacked by its attacks, so it got up and made its attempt to run off, only to be stopped by Yamper.

Unfortunately, the Yamper had to stop the Tyrogue since it didn't want to get involved into another fight that results it in nearly getting killed like the Obstagoon did to the fighter before.

With no one else to help the Hawlucha out, Tyrogue had no other choice but to save it from getting killed by one of the Bisharp the luchador had encountered.

With the Yamper still following the fighter, it forced the corgi to stay while it deals with the Bisharp, yet the dog didn't want to let it get attacked, and with a weak grip of its paws, the Tyrogue broke free.

Running over to a nearby bush to watch the Bisharp attack the weakened Hawlucha, the young rookie made no other choice but to try and knock it down.

Remembering the last time he knocked down a hunter with his headbutt attack, Tyrogue took a few moments to settle his projectile before running over to the Bisharp before attacking it.

Attempting to headbutt the Bisharp on its head, it was soon avoided. The Tyrogue wasn't ready to give up just yet, so he attempted to headbutt it again, and again, and again, yet there was no hope left.

Bisharp kept avoided the attacks Tyrogue had remembered, and slashed it on its torso, only to be stopped by the Hawlucha grabbing onto one of its arms, preventing it from fighting back.

The grip wasn't too strong, and yet the Bisharp managed to break free, and slashed it again with its blades, only to get hit in the head by one of Tyrogue's attacks.

It wasn't headbutt, nor fake out. It learned Jump Kick instead! Watching the Bisharp get knocked out by one of Tyrogue's powerful moves by such an underleveled Pokémon, the Hawlucha slowly got up only to find the same fighter, just near the entrance of the Motostoke Riverbank.

It appeared that the Bisharp had chased down the same Hawlucha from the entrance of Hammerlocke to the exit of the riverbank. Despite the Tyrogue suffering several wounds from being attacked by the Obstagoon, it managed to dodge most of the Bisharp's attacks before knocking it down with a special move it just learned recently.

Glancing upon the now amazed Yamper, it soon turned back at the Hawlucha, who was shocked at what it just saw earlier ago. It never seen such an attack by the same underleveled Pokémon who can knock down a stronger being!

Amazed at the attacks the Tyrogue managed to learn, it was soon disappointed that the fighter managed to run away from Yamper and fight off other stronger Pokémon.

The fighter wasn't ashamed of its actions, but promised not to run off from someone else unless strong enough to do so, said the Hawlucha.

Thanking the young rookie for saving it from Bisharp, it then informed the two Pokémon to head back at the meetup spot where the rookie was treated.

Obeying its request, the two then walked away from the once-weakened Hawlucha, heading back at the meetup spot. Watching two young Pokémon fade in the distance, the bird proceeded to place a hand on the once-knocked out Bisharp, and informed to fight again once strong enough to.


-End of Chapter 2-