Holding the old dog, the large man looked around the entrance of the town he'd just rushed into. "I know you'll want to help" He whispered to fyre wrapped up in his arms. Spotting a tree, he headed for it. "But I can't risk you getting hurt." A little tongue licked his chin as Ryan knelt behind the tree, gently resting the old dog on the roots. "Now, No matter what you hear Fyr, stay." He spoke in the best authoritative voice he could muster at the thought of harm coming to the little dog. The large fluffy tail swished slowly a couple times at the command. "Sit," He continued, concerned. The fluffy bum plopping onto the dirt at the base of the tree. "Stay" The milky eyes watched him as the old dog barked at Ryan, happy tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. Ryan couldn't help but smile. "Good Boy" He patted the dogs head before looking over at another pokemon. "You" He pointed to Blargg, the molten rock creature with a shell of semi-solid stone. "Come here" Fyre sniffed his fingers as the other creature slithered over. "You guard" Ryan patted the other's rocky shell. "Make sure he doesn't get hurt." Fyre barked, prompting the large man to lower his nose so they touched. "I love ya little buddy. You stay safe." He patted Fyre a little more before dashing off into the city, followed by his other companion pokemon. Back at the tree, the little dog sniffed his guard before barking and making this, his favourite tree, as his territory.
In the center of the city it stood. The peak towered 80 meters above the ground, and as he watched; Ryan could see streams of light seeming to swim through the material. This titanic object bore the shape of a Trillium, a three petaled flower with a formation protruding from the center. Each of it's three large petals was easily Ninty meters across, crushing one building that was unfortunately too close. It was sculpted from a thick crystalline substance, Hard and transluscent. The great structure cast no shadow despite its size, only the anatomy of light danced across the people beneath it. It would have been almost beautiful, if looking at it didn't fill ones mind with thoughts of death. Visions of the desiccating people on Menhir trail swam through the crystalline petals. He could hear their screams. The pleading of people and pokemon to be freed from the magnificent prison. The large man stood just out of the shade of the tree, colours dancing across his face, mesmerised by the movements inside the pearlescent petals. The song of death called to him, begging for the vagrant to approach. Touch it, Touch the wings of death lay spread upon the city of birth. A nip at his heel brought the man back to reality. A tall golden lioness had grapped his foot in her mouth as he had gone to step on a thick, gooey creature that spat up at him. Shaking his head and forcing himself to look down, Ryan focused on the task at hand.
Scanning the area, the large man noticed someone almost his own size, slumped against a car. The officer was holding his right arm with his left as he looked around nervously. Ryan could see the sheen of blood under the cop's large hand. Slumping down beside the man, the vagrant directed Embeee, the lioness, to keep watch, and Annwn to direct the attack. "Get out" the man ordered Ryan "This is a police matter." Technically it would be a military matter. The vagrant held the policeman's shoulder, carefully prying the hand away. The other man growled. "Fucking thing bit me" what did, ryan asked. "A Mightyena. One of those big black fuckers. Bulba, uh" The man flinched as Ryan wiped the blood to check the damage. "Bulba, my growlithe, body slammed it and chased it off." Ryan wasn't listening as he ripped a section of the mans jeans off. Moving it up, he started wrapping the bite wound. "Tourniquet?" The man asked, seeming genuinely curious. But all the same, the vagrant shuddered at the thought. It was just a bandage, a tourniquet would cut the blood circulation and could kill the poor arm. All he needed was to staunch the bleeding for now. He looked down at Embee, she held a small lick of flames in her mouth. "It's not going to- is it?" It was unlikely he could handle that. Ryan could, but the officer probably wouldn't. At the command, the flames were quenched and the lioness moved to the front of the car to keep watch.
Ryan finished tying the fabric around the mans upper arm. Looking around, he could clearly see two large crimson birds taking turns swooping a large frog-like creature. "This should staunch the bleeding for at least a little while. Once we win, you'll need to get-" A creaking sound was followed by a loud crash. Looking over, Ryan saw a titanic winged lizard, spouting fire from atop the ruins of what appeared to be the pokemon center. Another of these red winged giants was circling above the town. "There are two Salamence here. How the fuck did that happen?" The vagrant's eyes furrowed. "We gotta get you outta here mate." Moving around the officer, Ryan helped lift the man to standing as the other man held his arm. Around the back of the car though, the large men could now see a furry black back, crouched and crawling. Upon being spotted, the creature snarled and stood up. Blood was dripping from its teeth. Looking past the creature, Ryan could see a small mound of brown and orange fur. The mound had a white tail as fluffy as Fyre's, that was not moving. The muscles in the poor creatures throat were clearly visible as blood spurted out into a puddle just in front of it. The other man had only noticed the black one, so Ryan made sure to keep him from looking back. "Aht, stay" The vagrant held up his hand as he looked at the creature. For a moment, it paused as if willing to comply. Though it shook its head soon after, reminding itself who master was. As a result, it leapt at them, apparently going back for its first victim. Startled, the other man fell back onto his ass as the black canine came for him. Instead of letting the scene play out, Ryan stepped in. As intended, the creature's teeth sunk into the ex-teacher's shoulder. It's claws raked his chest and its jaw snapped closed on him. The large man refused to move however, standing there as the creature's paws paddled against him, and it's teeth cut into him. He could feel blood spilling into the poor thing's mouth. The lioness had grabbed the things leg and was tugging desperately. "Down Embeee." She let go, looking at him confused. "Take him, over there." The large man pointed to the officer and then an area nearby where a group of other police officers had gathered inside a circle with Shauna at it's center. He didn't seem to be reacting to the heavy canine hanging off his shoulder.
The creature had stopped growling, passed whimpering and had progressed to merely panting painfully. Its lower body had begun to shudder, and despite what anyone would expect, the large man began petting the creature gentle, as if trying to comfort it. Stepping back to the car, he slowly sat down with this thing hanging off his shoulder. He watched the lioness, holding the officer by the collar, dragging the perfectly fine man to the protected area. The officer had pulled out his gun and was firing at something Ryan could not see. Turning his focus back to his shoulder, the large vagrant gently took the creature's jaw in his hand, prying its mouth off. The poor thing was shaking, foam was building in its mouth and Ryan could see vomit ebbing out the sides of its muzzle. "Wasn't a wise idea." He said, gently laying it down beside him. The large man's hand ran through the creature's fur on it's head. "You were a good boy, only doing what master told you to." Ryan was up onto his knees, gently patting the creature as its body shuddered violently before coming to a rest. Sighing, he stood and investigated the bitemark on his shoulder. The bites had been deep enough to draw blood. He was bleeding suprisingly heavy as he looked over at the chaotic combat. "One here!" He shouted, All of his pokemon looked to him. By the time Leveyr had begun gliding over, the chandelier had already reached him. "A light sheet of fire, here" He patted his shoulder, looking away and bracing himself. He felt the searing burn and smell the baking of flesh for a couple seconds before looking back to see his burnt shoulder. It hurt to move it, but at least he wouldn't bleed out. "Back to battle!" The chandelier drifted away, apparently returning to a bout with a bone decorated canine. A weight landed on his back, long thin arms wrapped around the vagrant's chest. He couldn't see the creature, but the pads on it's four fingers on each hand that clung to his shirt told him it was a frog-like creature. At it's size, it was probably a purplish colour, there were many in the area. "Trying to poison me?" The creature's acidic touch was melting through his new Red 'R' shirt. "That won't work." He reached over his back and grabbed the creature's head. It had a ridge that was obviously used to cut through water while swimming. "Let go" It tightened its grip, so did he. The fingers dug into his chest to attempt to deliver the creature's poison. With a sigh, Ryan could feel the creatures head collapsing between his fingers. It must have hurt because very quickly the thing let go, and was gone completely before the vagrant could turn around.
Already, Ryan could see which side was winning, and it wasn't his own. Most of his allies had been forced back into a small circle. The circle was patrolled by four pokemon that the large man had a hard time recognizing due to how often and fast they moved. In the middle of the ring moved Shauna, she wasn't as worried as one would expect from a child her age. The pokemon were doing their utmost to simply hold back opponents. And then the gunshot rung out. Shauna flinched and turned on her heel to look at a man outside the ring. The man had his gun levelled at her. To the vagrants earnest suprise, the young lady lifted a gun of her own. She wasn't comfortable holding it, that much was clear, and if she hit him but missed the perfect spot; he would fire and kill her. Looking around, the large man couldn't see any way he could help her. Until his eyes rested on the now dead black dog. Cupping his hands under his mouth, the ex-teacher dry heaved. Again and again. Her hand had started shaking, and he could hear the man shouting to surrender. Suddenly his cupped hands were filled with bile. It was enough. Had he approached, the man would undoubtably fire. If Ryan didn't, there was no telling how the situation would unfold. Pulling from his pocket a knife, the large man coated it with his own bile. The man was approaching the circle, and at Shauna's order, the pokemon didn't attack him, she was slowly lowering her own gun as he neared. And so the knife was thrown. All he was able to do was scratch the man's back thigh. It was all he needed to. The man screamed in pain, dropping the gun as he fell to his knees.
The man was screaming, rolling on the ground gripping the light scratch on the back of his thigh. The vagrant leaned back against the car. Groaning, he looked around. Very quickly he had found himself seperated from everyone else. Even most of Team Flare's pokemon were avoiding him. The Ninja-esc poisonous frog hadn't gotten far, and appeared to have collapsed over the small mound of brown and orange fur. When he looked back at the group, Ryan found himself suddenly closer to them. His chest had skid across the ground several meters. Picking himself up off the ground, the large man's back ached. Looking back over his good shoulder, Ryan witnessed a large blueish canine with what looked like a golden lion mane atop the car. He looked back down as he stood up. "What's it with these people and their dogs? Mightyena, Houndoom, now a fucking Manectric." Turning around, the vagrant watched the new dog crouched low as it approached him. "I Can't be fucked right now, I have to find and stop Lysandre. Just fuck off." It wasn't listening. The creature broke into a run and Ryan lowered himself. It fucking hurt but he was ready to take this hit. As it lept at him, two large claws grabbed its back and flung it sideways into a house nearby. Leveyr swooped away to circle the 'protected' area again. A whimper grabbed his attention again. The lioness was limping toward him. "Lets go Embeee" he nodded, patting his thigh as the vagrant began trudging back to the group. There was still at least thirty of the fire dogs, and fourty of the huge mightyenas. "They're down to 200." He growled. They were almost routed.