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The cloaked man grinned. "Yes, it would. Don't waste your time fighting Pokemon you won't even level up on." He said.

Lunamina sighed in relief as the Pokemon left the Pokemon Center.

Clairon flew over the bush his opponent hid on and swiftly turned to land on it. ''You won't run from me that easily'' He began to climb down the branches, but got suddenly interrupted by the news ''Aw, what? Come on!'' He complained and jumped up again, abandoning the shrub and flying away while grumbling about the cloaked man's new orders.

Meanwhile, seeing as the Growlithe didn't back off, the Mudsdale readied herself to pummel him with High Horsepower. However, the cloaked man seemed to change plans as he ordered their retreat. Cursing under her breath, Ross shoot a glare at the dog and quickly trotted away from the path, heading towards their new destination.

Belle stood up from the branch she laid on and watched confusedly as several Pokémon she didn't see before left the road. As soon as they couldn't be seen around, she took off to reach the center once more. With her tattered left wing, though, Belle spiraled down from the bush and hit the ground head-first.

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The sounds seemed to finally stop and Greg realized they came from the place Belle and the other Pokémon headed to. ''Was that a fight?'' He murmured, walking away from the rock and onto the path. ''W-will Belle be okay? Oh, oh no, what should I do!?'' He began pacing back and forth restlessly, debating whether he should go alone or call for help. Compared to the Ribombee -and possible everyone else too- he wasn't a strong or brave Pokémon at all, so Greg doubted he could be of any use in a fight. However, his worries only increased the more the Wimpod thought about what could have happened to the journeyers. Since it was apparently over, he -after walking the floor some more- dashed towards the Pokémon center while hoping that the danger had passed already.

Lunamina quietly left the Pokemon Center and saw Belle with her tattered left wing. She went over to her. "Do you need help? I-I can bring you to the Pokemon Center." She asked, stuttering.

Sky grinned and was proud. After all, he thought he had made that Mudsdale run away all by himself.

Pyumiku was still blacked out in the bush.

Alex growled and retreated back to the deep tunnels in Poni.

As Dessin retreated, he noticed a small black lump jutting out from a bush, he halted for a second, until he decided that it was most likely a Pokémon.
If it was a journey-er, that would be most satisfactory. If it wasn't, then any Pokémon that had seen the fight and then told others about it, would be troublesome.
Thus it grabbed the lump, and revealed the unconscious Pyukumuku.
Dessin then traveled towards the others, holding the Pokémon.

Pyumiku began to wake up because of the sudden movement. She blinked open her eyes a little and saw that she was with a stranger. She shot a blast of mucus at the stranger and tried to hop away.

The disgusting mucus landed at the right side of Dessin's eye.
Quickly wiping it away, it turned to find the Pyukumuku hoping away, it was fortunate that this species of Pokémon had horrible speed, meaning even an Aegislash could outspeed it.
Not taking any chances, Dessin turned into it's blade form, and slammed Sacred Sword into the Pokémon.

Pyumiku's spikes had defended it from the attack. She turned and shot out some more mucus at the enemy, and hopped as fast as it could, hiding in a bush full of thorns.

About to chase it down, Dessin halted, as it realized that it wasn't worth it.
By chasing it down, it'll be wasting time.
Dessin also had no knowledge of the Pokémon's Abilities, or amount of Hp for that matter. If the Pyukumuku had a lot of Hp, and Innards Out. It could get ugly for Dessin, as it did not want that Innards Out recoil. Finally, it turned and left the scene.

Belle sat on the ground, holding her head. ''Owww, why were we attacked...'' The effects of the ringing noise began passing and she rose her head, noting a Pokémon the Ribombee quickly recognized as a Morelull approach her. ''Ah, I'm-'' She checked her wings, gently passing her hand through the broken bits of her injured one. ''Guess I do need help'' Trying to grab one of the Morelull's mushrooms for support, Belle stood up and began walking towards the Pokémon Center.

Between pants, Greg tried to reach the journeyer's gathering spot as quickly as his little legs allowed. In his haste, the Wimpod tripped with a stone and slid a bit trough the ravaged soil. He kept lying down, trying to catch his breath. Then, he saw a large Pokémon he hadn't seen before approach a spiky bush and promptly move away from it. Not wanting to bring their attenttion, Greg kept flat against the ground, hoping he didn't get seen by the strange, steel clad Pokémon.

Pyumiku breathed calmly and quietly wiggled out through the other side of the bush. She found herself right next to the Pokemon Center. She smiled, wondering how she could've made it here. She began to hop towards the entrance.

Lunamina allowed the mushroom with nothing in it to be grabbed. She helped the Ribombee to the Pokemon Center slowly.

As they went inside, Belle wondered who were those Pokémon who ambushed them. She knew the quest Prof. Kukui gave them was a dangerous one, but didn't consider it would get like that this early. ''Thank you'' She muttered, smiling weakly. ''I can't believe we got struck like that, though... Hope everyone made it trough'' She looked around to see who besides her and the Morelull reached the Center.

With the threat seemingly gone, Greg let out a sigh of relief and raised his antennae to check his surroundings. ''W-w-what was t-that?'' He mumbled, his voice low and shaky. The sudden rustling of the thorny bush startled him badly enough for the Wimpod to yelp and run away from it, frantically looking for cover. Spotting a ditch not too far, Greg saw it as a perfect place to hide and jumped straight intro it without checking first if anyone was there in his desperation.

It's eyes slowly opened, Chry opened his eyes and immediately held his throbbing head.
He stumbles for a few moments, and then tripped on a almost Pokémon like object. When he finally became fully awake and aware, he turned to face a grey and purple flat face, with big yellow eyes.
Chry let out a yelp, and in his panic threw Toxic at the Pokémon.

Greg let out a squeak as someone stepped on him. He tried to climb up the ditch and run away from whoever was there too, but it was too steep and not rocky enough for his legs to keep hold. Sliding back down, the Wimpod turned to face the would-be aggressor. It turned out to be a purple Pokémon with gems for eyes, who was way too close for his liking. Startled by their yelp, Greg turned to flee again, only to get hit by a dark-colored, foul-smelling fluid. ''Augh!'' He stayed immovile, gaze fixed on the Sableye while visibly trembling. ''I-I won't fight you, I swear!'' The Wimpod sputtered , his body starting to feel odd for some reason. ''S-so, please, don't hurt me!''

"Get back!" Chry yelled at the Pokémon, while trying to sound as intimidating as he possibly could. However, he had a gut feeling that something wasn't quite right.
At that moment, the Pokemon spoke, verifying Chry's confusion.
"Wh-
hurt you?"
His memory recalled of the whole group diving away and scattering at an ear piercing scream, and then larger Pokémon seemingly attacking out of nowhere which then led to-
to...
He briefly remembered falling into something, and then black.
This Pokémon also looked extremely familiar.
"Wait-You-
Are you..
Who are you?!" He finally decided, going back to his threatening voice.

Greg winced at the harsh question and flattened against the floor, something he tended to do in order to look as non-threatening as possible.
''I-I'm Greg!'' He blurted, keeping his eyes shut. ''I-I'm... I'm one of these journey thing Pokémon Professor Kukui contacted for help in saving the world or something, I don't know!''
As he rambled on, Greg tried to recall where he saw this Sableye while, at the same time, hoping they were actually one of the Pokémon present there. Otherwise, he may have just told too much to a random someone with no idea of what's going on.
Wait, did they actually had to keep things in secret?
''You... you were in the lab, right?'' He weakly added, realizing that maybe, just maybe, he might have messed up.

"I-" Chry began, but right after he finally realized what the Pokémon had said.
"Wait, you're one of the journey-ers too?!" The memory suddenly came flooding back, "I KNEW I've seen you somewhere before!"
"Wait- then where are the others? Y'know where they've all scattered to?" Chry asked, but then quickly added
"Oh and sorry about the Toxic-you might wanna check at a PokeC-" He paused, "Weren't we all going to a PokeCenter before we got attacked?"

''Yeah, yeah!'' Greg nodded quickly, realizing that, perhaps, this guy as actually an ally. ''I do remember you from back in the lab but uh...''
He shrunk slightly and looked away from the Sableye self-consciously. ''I-I don't really know. I... I left after everyone else did and-'' He glanced back, looking rather puzzled. ''Scattered? No, I don't-''
''Wait, a-attacked? You guys got attacked?!'' Fear slowly settled on the Wimpod's mind, coming to the realization of what he might have avoided by mere luck. So, was that what was happening with all those noises around here? Oh.. oh no, Belle!
In a rush of panic, Greg ignored the Sableye's question and attempted to climb up the ditch once more. However, his body was weakening from the Toxic shot and his legs gave in faster, sending the bug to slide down again. ''We have to reach the center'' He muttered between gasps. ''Is where we were asked to go''