This was truly the worst day of Machoke's life. First he had been forced to partake in a school he had no interest in. He had undergone intense training since shortly after his arrival, training that had only managed to get him hurt. As if that was not enough, Blaziken had it out for him and had even sabotaged him during the one training exercise he was actually good at, causing him great pain as a result.

But just as things were looking up and he was to get medical treatment, it turned out a villain had snuck into the school and was now going to face him in a steel cage match, the first fight Machoke would ever take place in, and he was under an injury, so this was even worse.

Beedrill started flapping his wings, making that intimidating buzzing sound flying bugs always made while Machoke trembled and whimpered, "Oh god, I really hate wasps."

Gardevoir walked to the side of the ring and said, "Remember, Machoke, that's not normal wasp you're fighting," Machoke retorting, "Yeah, this one's bigger and stronger than a normal wasp!" Gallade sighing, "Yeah, and that makes him an easier target, right?"

Machoke's eyes went wide as he smirked, saying, "You're right," slowly rising to his feet, trying his best to ignore the pain to his back, "Normal wasps are a total pain, flying really quickly and since they're so small, they're almost impossible to hit. But this guy's big," Beedrill remarking, "I'm also fast!"

With that, the wasp flew toward the lizard boy, Machoke unable to respond in time as the wasp jabbed his stingers straight through his shoulders shouting, "TWIN NEEDLE!"

The boy cried out in pain as blood was now dripping down from the spot that had been hit. Beedrill took full advantage of this as he flew up toward the roof of the cage, carrying Machoke with him, his eyes glowing briefly before he flipped his entire body over, heading quickly toward the mat shouting, "TWIN NEEDLE SUPLEX!" slamming Machoke's head hard into the mat, the boy now in more pain than he could have ever imagined.

Beedrill finally pulled his stingers out of the shoulders while Machoke clutched his head, rolling around in pain. He had only taken in one hit and already felt like he was sure to lose.

'Is this what I'll have to deal with if I graduate?' he thought, 'Always having to face scary guys like these on Earth? I don't think I can handle it!' Beedrill laughing and exclaiming, "This is just too easy! I'm actually impressed that didn't knock you unconscious!"

Machoke secretly wished it had as Beedrill did not hesitate to fly in for another one. Blaziken simply got up and headed away from the area. Not only was it painful seeing the son of her mother's biggest rival being beaten so badly, but she still felt guilty for putting him in this spot and did not want to show that she cared about his safety, even just a little bit.

Gallade gritted his teeth and spat, "Machoke, his form is sloppy! He's left a really obvious opening! Take advantage of that!" the lizard boy blinking and looking at Beedrill, noticing exactly what the green and white boy was saying as he threw his arms forward in a sideways motion, grabbing the wasp's stingers.

Beedrill's eyes were wide with shock. As if that was not surprising enough, Machoke had actually applied enough force to keep the stingers from hitting him just long enough for him to lean back and release Beedrill, sending him careening into the side of the cage, his head hitting the steel hard as he fell onto the surface of the mat, grunting in pain and rubbing his head. Machoke stared at the wasp while uttering, "Did-did I just do that?"

"Excellent job, Machoke!" Riolu exclaimed, one of the other students exclaiming, "Get him while he's down!" Machoke snapping back to reality as he nodded, saying, "Right."

He then charged toward the wasp only for Beedrill to regain his senses, propelling himself off the mat in time to avoid taking in another hit, Machoke uttering, "Oh no," the wasp descending right behind him with a smirk on his face before ramming the stinger on his abdomen into the lizard's back, Machoke's eyes widening in pain as more blood came out.

With that, the wasp proceeded to wrap his stingers around the boy's neck, grunting, "That was a lucky shot!" everyone staring in fear, hoping a miracle would happen.

All the while, Blaziken continued to stand away from the ring, sitting down while hugging her knees and sighing, "Mom, I'm sorry. If you could see me now, you'd think I was a disappointment," the chicken letting down light tears. The truth was, she knew why her mother had always been okay with Machamp being better than her and was too blinded by her ego to accept this.

Combusken had told her several times that she did not care about the glory of the medals or the trophies. Fighting alongside someone so powerful and selfless and protecting the lives of others was its own reward. Blaziken had always viewed this as a stupid mindset that only weaklings could possibly possess, but now even she was starting to seriously consider it.

With that in mind, she rose to her feet and turned back toward the ring saying, "Dammit, that boy's gonna get himself killed," racing toward the area while Machoke struggled to get free from Beedrill's grip, the wasp chuckling wickedly and exclaiming, "You're not going anywhere!"

However, just as things were about to get worse, Blaziken ran into the area, snapping, "COME ON, MACHOKE! THIS GUY IS NOTHING! HE MAY BE FAST, BUT HE'S LACKING IN MUSCLE, AND MUSCLE IS SOMETHING YOU HAVE PLENTY OF!"

everyone stared at her as Machoke blinked, his eyes narrowing as he said, "You're right," Beedrill asking, "What good is that if you can't hit me?"

Machoke smirked and remarked, "Why don't you find out?" the boy grabbing hold of the wasp's stingers before leaping backwards toward the cage wall, Beedrill trying to flying away only to find himself unable to pry his arms out of Machoke's grip, receiving a hard blow to the back of the head once again.

Seeing his opponent in a weakened state once more, Machoke knew better than to hesitate this time as he quickly lifted the wasp up by his shoulders, saying, "I may not know a lot about fighting, but I have heard enough about this move to pull it off," everyone wondering what he was going on about as he proceeded to propel himself off the mat, leaping high above the ring before flipping Beedrill upside down.

Riolu's eyes widened as he uttered, "I can't believe it... he's using that move..." Jolteon squealing, "THAT IS SO COOL!" the students watching this, not sure where the instructors were coming from.

Machoke gritted his teeth and said, "This was a move my dad used to end a lot of his matches, so I know this should be enough to finish you off," the boy grabbing hold of Beedrill's stingers and pulling on them to lock his arms in place, wrapping his ankles around the wasp's neck before descending toward the ring stating, "It's a little incomplete. My father would also lock the legs in place, but since I don't have four arms, I'm gonna have to count on this," Beedrill clearly too shocked by this to retaliate as the boy barked, "MUSCLE TOMBSTONE!"

Before anyone could even blink, Beedrill's head was slammed hard against the mat, all going silent as the wasp closed his eyes, a green liquid coming from his mouth as Machoke released his hold on him, allowing the rest of him to fall to the mat, the bug now unconscious. With that, a mechanism activated on the ring, sensing the match was over as the cage was quickly removed, the students all cheering wildly, applauding the boy.

"That was so cool," Gardevoir uttered, "I wonder if I could pull off a miracle like that," Gallade replying, "You probably can if you try hard enough."

Riolu took a deep breath and thought, 'Maybe he does have the potential to reach his father's level. But I'm surprised he was able to pull that move off just from hearing about it.'

Machoke slowly sauntered out of the ring, a couple of security guards racing into the area and cuffing Beedrill's arms, legs and wings, carrying him out of the area. Gardevoir raced to Machoke's side and gave him a hug, squeaking, "I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!"

Machoke's eyes widened as he grunted, "Thanks for the concern, but you're hurting me!" the girl releasing him and blushing brightly, uttering, "Sorry," Gallade giving him thumbs up.

Machoke then looked toward Blaziken, the chicken taking a deep breath and walking toward him, patting him on the shoulder with a grin saying, "Good job," Machoke's eyes widening briefly before a smile formed on his face, the boy nodding and saying, "Thanks," Blaziken shaking her head and remarking, "All I did was say a few words of encouragement. That victory was all you," Riolu more than happy to see them finally getting along.

And so the next month passed by and was certainly a lot better. After winning his first match, Machoke was feeling a lot more confident in himself and as such was performing rather well and building up his strength. Gardevoir had been inspired by Machoke's win just enough to have more confidence in herself, though her skills remained barely passable, only now she no longer hesitated to try them out. Blaziken of course still considered Machoke her rival, only now she was proud to view him that way and was less focused on outdoing everyone. At this time, she preferred to concentrate simply on improving her skills and letting nothing else distract her.

Of course ,during this time, Machoke had become good friends with her, Gardevoir and Gallade and was actually kind of glad he had been forced to enlist in this school. So far, it was helping him improve not only as a fighter but as a person.

When the final day came, everyone was assembled outside of the building, Riolu smiling at the students and saying, "Well, this truly has been a good month, hasn't it? All thirty-two of you have improved so much since you came here. Some of you showed great promise from the get-go and continued to keep that promise. Most of you struggled a bit but still proved yourselves worthy of fighting on Earth. We did unfortunately lose one, but we have not let that discourage us. As such, your training has come to an end," the students grinning and cheering, Machoke sighing, "Thank god it's all over," Blaziken saying, "As much as I hate to admit it, even I'm glad it's over."

However, everyone's positivity left them when Riolu added, "Now it's time for your final test," all going silent as Gallade spat, "Didn't you just say training was over!?"

The cyborg with the magnets simply shrugged and replied,, "He said TRAINING was over," Riolu nodding and replying, "Right you are, Magnemite," the cyborg implying a smile with his eye seeing as he had no visible mouth as Machoke muttered, "Know-it-all," the dog adding, "Now that training is over, you still need to pass your final exam, one that you've been preparing for."

"Oh, is it multiple choice?" Gardevoir asked, everyone staring at her as one of the students said, "That's like something Machoke would ask?" Machoke remarking, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Riolu let out a sigh and continued, "It's not a written exam. No, each of you will go up against one of the heroes of my generation. We need to make sure you're prepared for the villains on Earth, and if you can't defeat any of us, then how are you supposed to defeat the very beings who have been dominating us for the last while?"

"You know, he does have a point," one student said, another nodding and adding, "Yeah, if anything, this is the perfect way to test our skills."

However, what surprised most of the students was that Machoke did not seem the least bit scared, Blaziken saying, "Wow, I'm shocked. You're not trying to run away," the boy grinning and replying, "Of course not. Even I can beat an oldie with ease," his friends face-palming as Gallade sighed, "How did I know he was gonna say that?"

Riolu then pointed behind him at four rings saying, "We will hold four matches at a time. Anyone who loses will not graduate and will have to undergo training for another month. When you decide to go is up to you, but if none of you volunteer in the next minute, I will choose at random who goes first," Blaziken smirking and remarking, "You're too generous," the chicken racing toward one of the rings and leaping over the ropes, landing gracefully against the mat as Machoke said, "It's amazing how spirited she is."

After that, three others entered their own separate rings, one student being a grey bipedal creature with a dark purple nose. Bulbous protrusions of skin came from both sides of his head, the front being on the top and the back one on the bottom, and parts of his body had pink vein-like protrusions. This boy was named Timburr.

"Alright, give me all you got because I'm ready!" the boy exclaimed, flexing his muscles, which were rather big considering his small stature.

Just as he said this, a small part of the mat lowered itself before rising up with a fighter in a cloak appearing, said opponent pulling it off as everyone gasped at the sight of a dark blue frog standing tall and proud, her arms folded as she had a serious look in her eyes. Her webbed hands consisted of three fingers while her feet only had two toes.

"You must be the famous Greninja, am I right?" Timburr asked, the frog nodding and asking, "I hope you're ready because I am not going to hold back," the ninja striking a fighting stance, her opponent smirking and remarking, "Bring it on!" Machoke staring in a bit of disgust when Greninja prepared for the battle by whipping out her tongue and wrapping it around her chin and mouth, using it as a scarf.

More opponents came up for the other students, but of course, Machoke and his friends were more interested in who Blaziken was fighting, the chicken smirking when she noticed her match was with a buffalo sporting an Afro, two long horns sticking out the sides of the hairdo. Blaziken had always dreamed of facing this particular fighter, so she felt like the luckiest student there.

"It is an honour to finally meet you, Bouffalant," Blaziken said with a grin, "My mom told me scary things about you," the bison nodding and saying, "Your mom was a great fighter, but she couldn't hold a candle to me. Let's see if you can manage that."

Before this match could start up, though, Timburr had already started his as he raced toward Greninja shouting, "LET'S SEE HOW YOU HANDLE HANDS THAT CAN BREAK THROUGH WOOD!" the boy propelling himself off the mat and aiming a karate chop toward the frog's head. The ninja saw this coming and vanished, Timburr's eyes wide with shock as she appeared behind him saying, "Your form is sloppy," the ninja sending her own karate chop to the back of his head.

Before Timburr could even respond, the ninja vanished again, this time appearing over his head and sending her foot into his skull, knocking him down and sighing, "Strength means nothing if you can't hit your target."

Timburr grunted, ignoring the pain to his head as he remarked, "What good is speed if your hits are super weak?" getting up quickly and swinging his body around, attempting another karate chop only to end up missing, his eyes wide open with shock as the ninja once again appeared in another area.

This time she was standing atop the turnbuckle as she said, "You definitely need another month here," unravelling her tongue and sending it straight at Timburr, latching it around his body as he found himself unable to get up, the ninja saying, "Seems like I'm not as weak as you think."

The ninja then used the tongue to hurl him high above the ring, leaping up and latching her legs to his sides, flipping herself 180 degrees, Timburr's head facing the mat as she spat, "NINJA FRANKENSTEINER!" slamming his head hard into the mat and knocking him out cold.

Machoke's jaw was dropped as his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. Now he was scared. Clearly these old fighters could not be taken lightly.

Blaziken simply stared at this with interest as Bouffalant smirked, saying, "Yeah, I'm gonna be fighting with that level of aggression, too," the chicken nodding and raising her fists for a fighter's stance, the match starting up with Bouffalant wasting no time charging toward the bird. Blaziken tried to dodge only for the bison to graze her left ankle with his right horn, the chicken crying out in pain and falling on her knees, the buffalo coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her neck for a sleeper hold.

Machoke whimpered at the sight of this as Gardevoir asked, "Is she going to be okay?" Gallade sighing, "We'll see, sis, we'll see," patting his sister on the shoulder.

Blaziken grunted and decided to risk extra pain from his attack as she rose her right fist, ramming it hard into the buffalo's nose, causing him to release his hold as he rubbed the spot, the chicken sending a roundhouse toward his face. The bovine fighter blocked the incoming talons with his hoof, knocking her on her back and kneeling over her, sending a series of punches into her face, Machoke covering his eyes and whining, "I can't watch!"

However, after a few blows, Bouffalant was shocked to see Blaziken block the next two with her hands, grabbing hold of his hooves while saying, "You really are as tough as they say, but that's not good enough to stop me."

The bison growled and muttered, "You cheeky little..." the bison using the chicken's grip on his hooves to his advantage, Blaziken's eyes going wide as he rose her up high enough to lock her arms around his horns and charge toward one of the turnbuckles shouting, "BUFFALO STAMPEDE!" ramming her back hard into the turnbuckle as she coughed up a bit of blood.

As the bison backed up, a smirk on his face, Machoke stared at this asking, "What is wrong with that guy?" Gallade sighing, "Bouffalant used to be a villain and they say that aggression and passion to beat the pulp out of his opponents never left him even after he turned good," Gardevoir whimpering, "That's horrible."

However, Blaziken did not seem the least bit shaken up by this as she shook off the pain, maintaining focus as Bouffalant's eyes widened, the chicken saying, "Don't worry, guys. I'm glad he's not holding back just because it's a fight between heroes. This is how most villains fight, so if anything, this is better training than I could have ever asked for."

Bouffalant smirked and said, "I like you, kid. You got a lot of fighting spirit, but even so, I'm still not holding back," Blaziken replying, "I wouldn't want it any other way."

With that, Bouffalant rushed toward the chicken with his horns lowered, shouting, "BUFFALO STAMPEDE!" once again, Blaziken smirking and leaping up just in time to grab him by his horns, a grin on her face as she said, "Unfortunately for you, I was raised in a barn."

Her legs lit on fire as she propelled herself above his head while still holding onto his horns. She then positioned her feet so they were aimed at the back of his neck.

Bouffalant was actually terrified now as the chicken exclaimed, "BLAZE KICK!" sending her feet hard into his neck as he coughed up a bit of blood, falling hard on his face. Sure, he had not taken in a lot of damage during the fight, but somehow this one move was still enough to knock him unconscious as Blaziken's victory was official, the chicken raising her fist in the air, Machoke and Gardevoir both breathing a sigh of relief.

With that, Blaziken and another student who had won his match were the first two to officially graduate from Hero School. But one thing was still certain, this was going to be tough for the remaining students, and no one wanted to spend another month in this school.

Seeing just how hard it would be, Machoke was still feeling scared as Gallade noticed three rings already being claimed and asking, "Hey, Machoke, you wanna go first?" the lizard boy uttering, "Actually, you can go ahead of me. I know you want to more, right?" a big nervous smile on his face.

Gallade saw through his lie but pretended not to, shrugging his shoulders and replying, "You're so generous," walking toward the last ring with a confident look on his face, Gardevoir squeaking, "Be careful!"

Gallade folded his arms and waited patiently for his opponent, a chunk of the mat going under and rising up seconds later to reveal the boy's opponent. This seemed like a weird pick but Gallade took it very seriously nonetheless.

His opponent was a rabbit with a portly build and grey fur around most of his body. His midsection had a big fluffy belt of fur that was brown on the sides and yellow in the middle. Brown fur also covered his muzzle and feet, though the main feature that stuck out was that his ears were crowned with massive, muscular forearms, each one with a brown hand on the end. This hero was known as Diggersby.

"Howdy," the rabbit said with a grin, "You must be Kirlia's boy. I must say, she has a raised a fine son," Gallade grinning and replying, "You should see me in battle before you make such statements."

Diggersby blinked before laughing and replying, "Guess you're right," using one of his ear arms to wipe a finger against his nose, Machoke saying, "He seems nicer than the others," Gardevoir whimpering, "I just hope Gallade can beat him."

With that, the match started up with Gallade immediately sprinting toward the bunny with his arms spread out like those of someone holding a pair of blades, Diggersby readying himself only for Gallade to dodge to the side at blinding speed. However, it seemed Diggersby was not as slow as he appeared for when Gallade sent his arms forward for an attack, the bunny turned and grabbed the boy's wrists with his ear hands.

Gallade's eyes widened with shock, Gardevoir equally surprised as the rabbit smirked, saying, "I've had lots of experience with quick opponents in my life, kiddo," the rabbit folding his regular arms and leaning backward, slamming Gallade head-first into the mat shouting, "EAR SUPLEX!"

Gallade tried to get up only for the rabbit to slam both of his fists into his skull shouting, "BUNNY HAMMER ARM!" Machoke wincing at the sight of this, Gallade's eyes spinning. However, he regained focus when he heard Gardevoir whimpering louder than usual, a confident grin forming as he said, "Don't worry, sis, I got this," Diggersby taken off-guard by these words as the boy quickly turned his body around, sending a strike toward the rabbit's chest.

Unfortunately, he still failed to hit the rabbit, Diggersby just barely grabbing his arm in time to avoid taking in damage. However, he noticed his ear hands bleeding a bit as Gallade asked, "Did you think these blade formations were just for show?"

The rabbit blinked and said, "They don't look too much like real blades, but I guess looks can be deceiving," the rabbit releasing his hold on the blade formations before wrapping his arms around Gallade's back, the boy's eyes widening as he uttered, "I really should have taken advantage of that."

With that, Diggersby propelled himself off the mat, performing a series of vertical flips before slamming Gallade's head into the mat once again, the boy grunting in pain, really tired of this abuse as Gardevoir cried, "GALLADE!" Machoke and Blaziken also worried for his health.

Hearing his sister's cry, Gallade fumed and spat, "NO!" rising to his feet as Diggersby noticed this, saying with a grin, "I must say, I admire your spirit," sending his fists toward the only for Gallade to block the incoming punches with the blades on his arms, once again causing the rabbit's ear hands to bleed.

The rabbit winced Gallade spat, "I SWORE THAT BOTH MY SISTER AND I WOULD GRADUATE AT THE END OF THIS MONTH AND SO HELP ME GOD, I'M GOING TO FULFIL MY PROMISE!" Diggersby reeling his ears back as Gallade took full advantage of the opening, sending both blades across the rabbit's chest in an X formation shouting, "PSYCHO CUT!"

This caused the rabbit's chest to bleed, a perfect X forming where the blood was coming from as Diggersby fell hard on his back, his eyes and mouth wide open from the shock of it all. Gallade breathed heavily and wiped sweat off of his forehead before turning to his sister, Gardevoir looking at him with concern as he grinned, holding a thumb up and saying, "I did it, sis."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and uttered,, "Now I just hope I can help fulfil that promise," Blaziken patting her on the shoulder and saying, "Don't worry, I'm sure you can do it."

Gallade slowly made his way out of the ring as Gardevoir gave him a hug, the two patting each-other's backs as Gallade looked deep into her eyes saying, "It's your turn now," the girl nodding and entering the ring, feeling nervous beyond compare but trying not to show it. After all, she had to at least win this one match for her brother.