When we arrived in town everybody looked worriedly at Nathan. I started looking around. They weren't looking at just him. I looked where the other people were looking. I saw Alfonzo at the other side of the square. He hadn't seen us yet.

"Quick get towards those bushes!" I said towards them.

We hid in the bushes until Alfonzo passed. We started off running towards the town's main place to get information. I saw the stairwell entering the club. Club Outlaw wasn't really made up of outlaws but they were as close as you get without getting arrested. We walked down the stairwell. As soon as the bell above the door rang everybody looked. They always thought some official would walk in. A group of five Machokes got up from one table. I assumed they were the team of bouncers for the club. They sure looked it. The leader was actually a Machamp and had a gash across his upper right arm.

"You idiots a rescue team?" said the leader of the bouncers.

"What's it to you?" I retorted feeling cocky.

Sure enough all it took was showing a little backbone to get them to verify that you weren't going to book anyone. They sat down at their table.

"Let's rattle the bartender a little." I said to Grant and Nathan.

We walked up to the bar and took three seats, me in the middle, Grant on my left, and Nathan standing to the back and right (he couldn't sit because he was four-legged.)

"What'll you have?" the bartender (a Dusknoir) said in a slurred voice.

"We need information." I said firmly.

"…You came to the wrong place, buddy. I suggest you three vacate."

He turned to leave and tend to the other customers. I had to act fast.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" I threw a Flamethrower attack down the bar, not hitting anybody but ruining all their drinks. A horrendous groan rose from the others at the bar. The bouncers were getting up and so were a lot of the other people in the bar. I'd made the wrong move.

"You think I'm afraid of you!?" I said directly at the Machamp.

He looked incredulous, and then pissed off. He came at me with a Mega Punch attack. I got caught up in the moment. I rose from my seat too. I threw another Flamethrower attack and more until he went down. His entourage set on me. I signaled Nathan and Grant to stay put. They all grabbed me then I used Flare Blitz to set myself on fire then them in the process. They all went down and I felt great.
Everybody else sat down. I hopped over the bar.

"You know stuff I need to. Talk!" I pushed him against the wall and lifted him.

"…Fine what you want to know?" he said tiredly.

"Let's talk in the back, this is private."

I gestured to Grant and Nathan. They hopped the bar too. We took the Dusknoir into the back.

"Alright we need to know about any Crawdaunt or Sharpedo in the area."

"Why?"

"Just answer the question!"

"There are four Sharpedo in the area and one Crawdaunt."

I looked at Nathan and Grant. They both nodded. That meant we all agreed that it was probably the Crawdaunt.

"I want the Crawdaunt's name."

"I think its Derek."

"Thank you for your kind service."

We left him confused and rattled. We left the bar. We got looks the whole way out. When we got back to my house it was getting late.

"Do you two have places to stay?" I asked them both.

"I ran here from the Rhyperior, remember?"

"I'm always moving only stopping to rest occasionally." Nathan looked down.

"… Alright I've got spare beds in the closet over there." I pointed it out.

I was tired and was ready to sleep.