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Robby made a simple gesture, oddly full of vigor towards this battle. But then, he had, in a way, made a promise to fight with them after he got to eat something. Any other feelings aside, not keeping that promise would be rude.

His finger pointed at hitmonlee, and his head motioned to Wayne. Follow Wayne's orders, back up the pokemon. Roast was the first to catch up with the pokemon, and in the best position to deal with the psycho cuts that appeared from the portals. What came to mind was Aerial Ace, at least its training. To split the air and ride the currents. When her wings moved, however, crude air slashes were what came, splitting the air, aiming to redirect the incoming attacks away from Ronin.

At least, the two flanking him. The last, the one from above, had a Swanna shield, as the bird intended to take it, just making it in time to catch it, and roll with the strike, to move herself away and avoid crashing into the other pokemon.

The pignite was there in the next moment, flame charge driving him, him grazing and pushing off of various stray pokemon to "hit" them for the speed boost, and at last arriving at the hitmonlee.

Arm thrust came, as the foot intended to enter the portal, as many blows as Bacon could manage, to redirect the foot. Hopefully to hit the stage, if he could help it. So long as his trip, and attack, didn't get interrupted.

Stadium Lane

Nicole:

"You shouldn't concern yourself," Nicole said. "You should run away before she decides you're too dangerous and kills you." With that Nicole started forward, toward Viper, swinging one sword toward her feet, and jabbing the other outward after toward her torso.

Viper

Viper didn't respond. If the civilian ran away, all the better. There was no need to throw more information at him. She jumped back from the first sword and using her rifle to deflect the second to complete her landing before throwing the strap over her shoulder and letting it hang off her back.

Reaching into her black coat she produced two handguns, pointing them toward Nicole.

Stadium Lane

Nicole:

"Many thanks for that," Nicole said as she smiled pleasantly. "But you'll end up dead if you attack her. She's a trained killer you know." Nicole stepped in again, swinging one sword and then the other up, intending to hit Viper's guns or at least divert them upwards to stop her from firing.

Viper

Viper met the swords with her handguns, using the barrels to stop the blades as she tapped the front of her right boot to the ground to reveal a little knife, which she kicked up toward Nicole's jaw.

"You talk too much, terrorist."

Stadium Lane

Nicole:

Nicole tilted back to avoid the kick, using the opportunity to send a foot toward Viper's thigh to knock her over.

"We told the world about the injustice of the World Government and they came to kill us."

Viper

Viper hit the floor and rolled backward, righting herself on one knee and the other foot down, knee bent, guns aimed at Nicole - she'd fire a few shots.

"You took hostages and massacred police officers."

Big Stadium: South Entrance

Zack ran up the side wall as he twisted himself around to catch Odin's sword before kicking off the ceiling and backward.

The resulting explosion would collapse the back of the archway that lead into the halls surrounding the bleacher entrances, it would effectively cut Odin off from the entrance if not outright crush him with debris.

Zack, meanwhile, landed a few feet away from that whole mess.

Big Stadium: Playing Field

The Tall Man casually produced his rifle and fired it at Salaca. Steelix emerged at bullet speeds, immune to Toxic, and charged toward Salaca at a speed that eyes couldn't very well see.

His head was turned toward Circa. "You drew blood. Took our families, our friends, our lives away. You ignore, prosecute and wipe out any voice that opposes you, and you tell me that we need to stop the blood shed? This all started because of you, and now that you're not the equivalent of an adult beating on children anymore you want it to stop?"

The Tall Man kept his eyes on Circa. He'd copied the speed, so Circa wouldn't be outspeeding him anymore. "It started with you, it ends with you. This is all in self defense."

Big Stadium: Back Lot

Azucena watched Salieri go to work. "You're wrong about her," she said before she set off. "She is life insurance, I'd be dead without her." With a little wave Azucena set off to inform the police, K-Rok and Ervin following after.

"I'll make sure everyone knows! You guys just don't die!"

Why'd it have to be bombs?

Kai dissapears off the main stage, to his own confusion, and back to his ball. Kenta, making his way back with a growl and an angry look, holds his hand out and a pokeball slides into it.

"GYARA! END THIS!" He yells loudly, and throws the ball.

Out of the ball comes a large Gyarados, flying straight at Pachi with a loud roar. It seems the serpents plan is to consume Pachi, considering its gaping mouth and lack of attack order.

Opelucid City Gym: Drayden’s Office

Drayden paced back and forth with a phone in hand, waiting for the receiver to pick up. His eyes shifted over to the TV on the wall, which currently displayed a news channel covering the live feed of the Big Stadium.

“Hello?”

His pacing stopped. “Iris?! Iris, where are you?!”
“Nimbasa’s South Gate. Are you watching the news?”

He sighed in relief. “Of course I am. Iris, don’t-“
“It’s okay Drayden, I’m staying here. Something tells me I…I wouldn’t be useful there.”
“What’s going on over there? I can’t get any calls into the city, the news is only showing the same thing.”
“It’s just at the stadium. But it’s pretty bad. I’m safe, so don’t worry about me.”
“Don’t move from that spot. Not until it’s over.”
“Okay Drayden.”
“I’m glad you’re safe.”
“I know. I gotta go now, though.”
“Take care.”

He hung up the phone and turned back to the news. The kids that had gotten to the stage were still fighting the woman who called herself Pachi. And the control she had over her Aura was a sight to behold. He didn’t know them, but in his heart he hoped they would get out okay.

A distant boom startled him and he ran to the window, thinking it was an explosion. There was no smoke in sight. He looked to the sky and saw lightning flashes high in the cloud that moved rapidly across the city, continuing on eastward. Not a natural weather pattern. When he squinted, he could barely make out two blurs bumping together in the middle of it all.

Something tells me this is only the beginning of something big.

Big Stadium: South Entrance

By the time Zack had started and finished his wall run, Odin was already moving again, darting forward to avoid the backlash of the explosion behind him. He blocked the entrance. Keeping him outside will be simpler now.

He zigged and zagged sideways, dodging falling debris and stopping a few feet away from Zack.

Odin held up his free hand towards his sword, beckoning for it. If Zack let go, it would fly out of his hand back into Odin’s. If Zack decided to hold on, the sword would drag him over to the grey haired boy. Either way, Odin would make another electromagnetic slashing projectile with his second sword to slice Zack diagonally while the man was still out of hand-to-hand combat range. The more distance he could put between himself and the explosions, the better.

Big Stadium: Playing Field

As soon as Salaca saw the rifle, he knew what to expect. The big man had already done this trick on TV before. The fact that it was a Steelix again only helped the prediction.

The Heracross let go of Haxorus and used Protect, taking the full brunt of the flying steel snake without danger. He gripped onto the underside of Steelix’s massive jaw as they flew into the air out the ceiling and over the stadium.
When they reached the highest point of their ascension, Salaca’s grip only tightened. With his titanic strength, he pulled down and started to spin. Soon, he and Steelix would spiral into the south entrance’s lawn, and he Izuna Drop the Steel type to the earth with a Seismic Toss.

Circa’s eyes became weary. A pang of guilt touched his heart, but time was of the essence. He needed to remove Goldberg from the stadium. The children on stage were the only chance of stopping Pachi’s jamming now.

“This is in self defense as well.”

His foot tapped the ground.

Instantly, the organic turf grew up and out, transforming from regular blades of grass into tough, tree sized shoots that easily supported the weight of Circa and the much larger man. The entire south eastern corner of the playing field filled up with this grassy jungle, interrupting much of the fighting going on down below.

The turf continued to sprout up until it reached the massive hole in the ceiling. Circa threw the four needles in one of his hands at the large man, then followed up with the ones in his other hand. But it didn’t end there. Seamlessly, he pulled out more needles with his free hand and threw again. And repeated it. And repeated it. And repeated it.

The barrage of needles grew quicker and quicker. While Goldberg could keep up with his speed, Circa predicted that the constant storm of needles would force Goldberg to evade, as blocking them all with the bulky Haxorus would be next to impossible.

With the only place to go now being backwards, Goldberg would have to slide off the domed rooftop down to the south entrance lawn. Circa doubted the landing would even scratch the man: he intended to follow.

Big Stadium: Back Lot

Salieri narrowed her eyes back at Azucena as the girl walked away. Kind of an oddball. The Battle Girl noticed the barcode tattoo on the back of Azucena’s neck. Definitely an oddball. What does that girl think she is, a can of soup?

She kicked open the back lot door, running through the halls until the came upon a locker room. Sal located the shower and turned it on, thoroughly soaking her improvised meteor hammer until it was sopping wet.

“Game time,” she told Liuye before running back out the hall and coming upon the playing field again. Based on her orientation, she assumed that she was at the north end of the stadium. And based on the continued fighting and the unexplainable three sized blades of grass in the distance, she assumed that nothing had been resolved.

“Down with the World Government!”

She looked up to see a lone FLF fighter standing atop the bleachers, holding an axe. He hollered a battle cry and jumped off, swinging down the axe to bury it into Sal’s spine.

Salieri whipped the meteor hammer over her head in response. The steel end wrapped around the FLF fighter’s ankle, and the Battle Girl yanked it forward, slamming the fighter into the ground. Before the fighter could get up, a stream of Sal’s bioelectricity traveled from her hands down the now conductive sash to the end of the meteor hammer, tazing the fighter to unconsciousness.

“Hmph.” Salieri yanked back the meteor hammer, unwrapping it in the process and letting it settle on her shoulder. “Chump.”

A quick glimpse of the stage was all it took to see what was going on. Salieri growled deeply, breaking out into a run as she avoided more combat on her way over, Liuye Dao behind her.

Big Stadium: Center Stage

“All we can do is try,” N told Takamaru, before watching a Gyarados fling itself at Pachi. “No!” N shouted to Kenta, a moment too late to make a difference. The green haired trainer looked at his Zoroark. “Zero, attack!” he commanded, winking at her in the process.

Zero nodded and opened her mouth, bellowing out a massive Flamethrower at Pachi: a Flamethrower that wasn’t really there. N planned to distract Pachi with Illusions.

Pachi pursed her lips together underneath the bandanna. What had started out as mildly intriguing had become increasingly predictable. She snapped her fingers, and her previous portals were replaced with new ones.

The Water Pulse Iron Hide fired off was caught in one, and it exited out another behind Bacon, heading for the Pignite’s back.

Another portal appeared below Spike, catching the Drilbur as he fell. Three more portals appeared in a circle around the Eukayra. They did not remain stationary, instead floating in a circle around the Dusion while following the pokemon’s movements. Spike would exit out one of them, transferring his downward momentum to horizontal momentum to crash into Eukayra.

Pachi mentally commended the Swanna for it’s teamwork before forming a portal underneath the bird, catching it as it crashed down. It’s momentum was much higher than that of Spike’s thanks to the Psycho Cut’s forcefulness, making the bird a better projectile. A portal appeared at Daphne’s side for Swanna to eject out of into the dancing Grass type to interrupt her stat boosting. With Eukayra preoccupied, Daphne wouldn’t have telekinetic support any longer.

The prospect of warping Gyarados was the only part of this round that entertained the Native Unovan woman. She had never thrown a Gyarados at somebody before. Just before he got too close, a portal swallowed the Gyarados whole right before it chomped down.

Gyarados exited out a portal next to Hitmonlee, who Pachi considered to be the biggest threat on the stage thanks to his willingness to stick to strategy. The serpent was still in the process of going forward and chomping down. Hitmonlee’s leg, still moving at a now awkward sideways angle to the stage, would become fish food unless something was done about it. If the Gyarados’s forward momentum wasn’t stopped, it’d continue to go forward to knock Wayne and Robby off the stage.

As for the Flamethrower, Pachi did nothing. Her solid confidence paid off as the fake attack washed over her harmlessly. Misdirection was practically her pastime. A trick as juvenile as obviously winking would have been insulting if it wasn’t so pathetically amusing to her. Besides, a Flamethrower that produced no heat was more than suspicious, especially if it came from a Zoroark.

How could she have seen through my feint? N questioned, his fists shaking at his sides. I was winking!

Pachi huffed and leaned forward in her chair, letting her corked sandals dangle off of her toes. “You’re still trying,” she noted dully. She rose an eyebrow and turned her head to the side. "Is that...funny? Or sad?" she asked. "I can't make up my mind."

The question wasn't directed at the Legends Crew, and from the tone it may not have been directed to herself either. Now N was beginning to see what Tackey had meant on the Bullet when he mentioned the possibility of her talking to ghosts. It unsettled him.

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