Both readied themselfes for the upcomming battle.
"They have at least one trainer, that's certain," the man said. "Even if we find him now, we must take care of these pokémon first."
"Can you take down the enemy pidgeot?" Lucario asked to his trainer.
"Yes," he answered. "I'll focus entirely on it," the man said.
"Charizard!" a mysterious voice yelled, "Use Flame Burst!"
"Pidgeot!" another voce yelled, "Use Wing Attack!"
The charizard inhaled deeply and used Flame Burst. The pidgeot used Wing Attack, aiming his attack above his opponents in case they jumped.
Both the man and his lucario jumped instantly in response to Charizard's attack, but were surprised by the pidgeot's speed.
The opponent pidgeot's Wing Attack connected with the man, but the man quickly grabbed its leg thanks to his reflexes.
"Iron Tail!" the man yelled to his pokémon whilst holding onto the pidgeot.
"Graveler" a third voice yelled, "Use Bulldoze!"
Lucario obeyed and fell into the enemy graveler with iron tail, and Graveler responded by using Bulldoze.
Both attacks were super effective, with Lucario winning the damage trade; the graveler fainted instantly, and Lucario was slower and injured.
The enemy pidgeot and the man were struggling in the air. Lucario's trainer kept trying to hold the enemy pidgeot's wings in an attempt to stop it from flying further. Eventually, the man managed to land a strong punch in the pidgeot's head, sending it towards the slit's wall.
The man landed with a roll, whilst the pidgeot crashed into the ground, trying to recover itself from the previous hit.
The man watched his stunned opponent try to recover, and then, an orange light behind him caught his attention.
Charizard had used Flare Blitz, and was aiming at Lucario, who was fairly injured thanks to the graveler.
After witnessing this, Lucario's trainer rushed to his pokémon as fast as he could, ignoring the pidgeot.
"Jump and use Dragon Pulse!" the man said whilst running.
Lucario obeyed, jumping above Charizard with a strong pain in his abs, and using Dragon pulse on the back of Charizard's neck as the dragon pokémon flew under him.
It was super effective. Charizard's attack ceased and he was thrown to the ground, sliding across the rocky environment.
The man jumped high above the ground, ready to deal the final blow, before being interrupted by the enemy's pidgeot, who dragged him even higher in the air, out of the slit.
The man was already getting tired and planned to end this as quickly as he could.
He grabbed the pidgeot's wings as hard as he could, he put his knee on the creature's chest and pulling his arms to his sides, preventing Pidgeot from flying.
Both began falling in the air, and Pidgeot constantly struggled, trying to escape the man's grip, but it was of no use; the man was stronger than him.
They started to fall, with their speed increasing at each passing second, with the man clenching his teeth with anger before shouting at the last second of the fall, crashing outside of the slit.
The impact they made when hitting the ground was enough to shake the earth beneath Lucario's feet.
The pidgeot wasn't dead. Instead, he only fainted, with a few broken bones from the impact. He was very well trained after all.
The man was surprised with the pidgeot's resistance, but led his attention to the three enemy trainers who were at the edge of the slit he was in.
Two were males, one covered in a brown hood, and the other covered with an orange hood. The third trainer was female, and had a white yellow hood.
"Who are you?!" the man shouted. "If you don't answer now your pokémon will never breathe again!"
"Stop!" the female trainer said. "We surrender!"
"Then call back your pokémon!" the man demanded.
The trainer with the orange hood commanded his charizard to retreat. His pokémon obeyed and brought the unconscious graveler with him.
The man jumped into the slit, grabbed his lucario and jumped back up, landing in front of the trainers. "What were you up to?" Lucario asked.
"We were desperate for food," the brown hooded trainer answered.
"We have very few resources," the orange hooded trainer added.
"And you thought it was worth the effort, even though you're near a huge forest with resources in it?" the man asked rhetorically. "As far as I can tell you're just worthless scavengers."
"You nearly killed one of our Pokémon!" the orange hooded trainer shouted.
"You gave me a reason to," the man responded, "You're not a victim. Besides, your pokémon are trained very well," the man noticed, "You have been like this for a while now, have you?"
"It wasn't our choice," the brow hooded trainer explained. "We were expelled from our village."
"And then decided to travel around the canyon," the man said sarcastically, "Flawless thinking!" he said whilst turning his back towards the trainers.
Lucario noticed his master's nose bleeding then realized: His master faced his back to the trainers in an attempt to hide the fact that his body was weaker, and injured.
"The village is inside this canyon," the brown hooded trainer said. "Who are you anyway?" he asked to the man.
"That's none of your concern," the man answered. "I'll let you go for now," he said then started walking towards the horizon, "I don't want to see your face ever again."
Lucario started following his master.
"Wait!" the yellow hooded trainer said. "You're strong enough, you can help us!" she exclaimed. "Our village leader is hated by the entire population! If we defeat him…"
"We don't care, honestly," Lucario said.
"They have resources," the brown hooded trainer said.
The man stopped. He needed to recover his energy after the battle; he strained his body too much.
"And you don't know where the village is," the orange hooded trainer added.
Lucario noticed his trainer look at him. The pokémon noticed what he should do, and then checked the aura from the three trainers.
"They speak the truth," Lucario said.
The man cleaned the blood from his nose, turned and tried to hide his weakness the best he could whilst saying:
"If you even think on trying something," he said with a serious tone, "You won't survive another day."
The three trainers nodded and they came to an agreement: the man would help them, and if they were to try something, they would die.
He wasn't helping them because he wanted any gold or physical reward; he didn't even care for the resources that much, he was only accepting the resources because he needed them.
All he could think of was the possibility of fame and his name known by many. This was also the perfect opportunity to get stronger.
They roamed on their feet until dawn then settled a campfire on one of the slits.
Author's note: Sorry for the short chapter, I could have put in another 500 more words but recently I have been really busy.
To redeem myself, I'll be writing on weekends for the whole month!
