#eeeeehh

-Even Devilsknife is smiling!-

Lyrah, Dit, and Ryker slipped through the alleyway of the town, doing their best to keep themselves low and out of sight. Their situation was bad, and they knew it; at least, for now, their enemies were nowhere to be found. Ryker could sense their auras, and Lyrah could smell them, if they were close.

Dit stopped and leaned against a wall, puffing slightly. "You think we lost them?"

Lyrah looked back at him, then forwards to the Lucario in front of her. He shook his head. "Afraid not," Lyrah replied, holding out a hand to pull Dit forwards. "We've gotta keep moving."

Dit groaned, taking Lyrah's hand. "What do they even want ?!"

"Who knows--" The girl's response was cut off by a warning shout from Ryker, followed by a narrowly-missed blast of scalding water. "Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me!"

----------- Thanks to the trackers on the pokeballs that the hybrids left with Winn, the Marchand boys had managed to find the trio’s approximate location. It took about twenty four hours before they finally picked up on their exact trail. The brothers had just turned the corner down an alley when Leo thought he spotted the other group. “Winn! I think I see them! Stay here.” “What? No, I’m coming with-“ But Leo had already become invisible and run off. Winn sighed with annoyance. Ryker wasn’t the only one worried about Winn getting involved and hulking out from this little excursion.

        Even though their friends had found then, the group of hybrids hadn’t seen the Marchand boys. They were, rather, focused on avoiding the onslaught of attacks in front of them. 

        It was Ryker who noticed them first. The familiar aura jolted his being, and his eyes went wide. “Winn-” He began, before he was cut off by a blast of fire that hit him from behind and thew him to the ground.