I'M ALIVE FOR NOW BUT GOOD AS DEAD [break]

"You want me to what now?" Hazel eyes are opened wide in mild disbelief. Hands are slowly raised right in front of his chest and are waved frantically. "I'm not even gonna' lie to you, lady. I ain't the best when it comes to young Pokémon, y'know? They seem to be able to smell all this manliness, and, well, lets just say it rains something vicious if you catch my drift." Chance gives a somewhat 'awkward' chuckle to the female feeding the coal-colored pup. Charizard however seemed to have a difference in opinions over the subject. The mighty winged-beast pushes the Trainer forward with a confident grin. "Really now. You too?! Look," he gestures towards the baby Houndour reluctantly eating the dried blocks. "She got it under control, m'boy. Now I'mma just s-," another playful push from the jolly dragon made the human move that much closer to the frightful baby hound. Chancelor, rolling his eyes gives up, he slowly takes a position beside the girl, gets a handful of the snacks, and tries his best to take her lead—mimicking her gentle and non-threatening motions to the best of his abilities. "If baby boy gets a look of my handsome mug and howls tears of anguish you ain't got no one to blame but yourself." He says with a whisper, gentle tossing forward one of the treats; opting to let the female due most of the coxing with her much softer and genuine voice. "The name is McQueen, by the way. That big softy behind us is Charizard." The teenager introduces himself with the softest voice he could muster up.

Houndour, overcome by crippling hunger ate the delicious treats based off animalistic instinct alone. One by one the dried blocks were swallowed up with both humans inching closer one block at a time. That was until the watery eyes of the pup leveled upon Jenna, the softness of her features and her gentle tone keeping the frightful little hound from feeling to afraid. It had virtually little contact with humans, but them, compared to this very cold and hostile cave seemed almost like a godsend to the naive little thing— the yummy treats also helped in this little endeavor. Misty eyes went from Jenna over to Chancelor, the ebony colored youth with an aura and features that screamed to the timid hound. Chance, being the natural Trainer that he was, caught on to the slowly growing timidness of Houndour so attempted to soften his face as much as possible. To the pup, it appeared the human would be almost frowning, but it was a much easier facial expression to swallow than the stoic one he donned before. Still timid and reluctant, the baby Pokémon took a step back unsure on what it should do. Eyes darted from left to right as little whimpers screeched from it— undoubtedly still calling for the mother who was probably miles upon miles away. "We gotta' do somethin' otherwise with those whimpers more Pokémon will come and we'll be neck deep in migrating Pokémon who are just as lost, scared, annoyed, and hungry as this little guy." Chance tells Jenna with another whisper, blocks still being flung at the scared little pup.

Charizard kept watch, battle-harden eyes shifting from left to right—orbs taking in the icy scenery for anything 'out of the ordinary'. That was when, off in the distance, towering icy pillars began to melt an accelerated rate as if an intense flame was held directly upon them until only a warm puddle of liquid remind in the towers wake. Charizard's eyes squinted, watching each pillar literally melt down to size, whatever causing such an 'out of place' occurrence slowly approaching from across the barren and icy way. The massive dragon growls to get the attention of his Trainer, meaty part of the tail thumping the ground rather loudly to warn whatever manner of beast approaching to keep its distance. Chancelor takes the position beside the winged-dragon and sees the thick pillars of hard ice melting at an almost impossible speed. The boy knew something with hot and intense flames was coming directly for them, undoubtedly being drawn by the cries for the poor baby Houndour. "I hope you're ready, bro." Charizard looks over to Chancelor with Chancelor leering over at charizard. Both human and Pokémon bump fists two times in quick succession before the Trainer addresses the girl behind them both. "Aye', try to keep the little guy as claim as possible." He gives the girl far warning as the approaching fire shows itself, climbing an iced-over boulder overlooking the party from a distance.

"No fuckin' way..." The boy airs flabbergasted, eyes wider than before—so wide they threatened to pop out of their sockets. Standing upon the boulder, hot and intense steam raising from the stony surface of it stood a wild Blaziken. "A goddamn Blaziken... This 'Migration' is so wild. Sam ain't gonna' believe this shit. " The Blaze Pokémon looks directly past the Charizard and the Trainer, those keen eyes of a bird of prey fixating on the cowering Houndour. Upon marking the puppy as the source of the whimpers, the wild Fire type addresses both humans with a passing gaze before eyes being fixed upon the large Charizard. A head is cocked to the side, Blaziken noticing the aggression aimed towards it from the winged-beast—Charziard practically chewing on intense fire locked between those mighty jaws of his. Chancelor could literally feel the intense heat from the mouth of his Charziard. "Damn you're really serious about this, huh? Not throwin' any punches? Bet. Lets do it." Giving the wild Blaziken one more final warning, Charizard expels the kind of flames a child reads in a fairy tale book—the flames of a fire breathing dragon attempting to protect its treasure trove or princess form the handsome prince or knight. These flames were accompanied by a roar that shook the entire icy cave, if any more Pokémon were hanging around, they wouldn't be anymore after such a display of dominance.

Blaziken meets the roar with a call of his own, his not nearly as powerful as the Charziard, but with very similar effects in terms of clearing the area of any more wild Pokémon looking to cause issues of their own. Lowering his head after the call, Blaziken leaps extremely high with a single bound and dives down upon Charizard with reckless abandon. "He's a fast one. Meet him head on with a Flare Blitz." Chancelor instructs Charziard who seems to already be a few steps ahead of him. With three beats of the dragons massive wings, the winged-beast takes swift flight and heads directly for the rocketing Blaziken. Like a meteor from the ground heading into the far reaches of space, Charziard was engulfed in flames, the hotness of his own fire even managing to burn the scaly flesh of the Pokémon, but such an effect only told the winged-beast these flames were the flames that'll protect what it is he is fighting for. Then, there was a mighty clash of two Pokémon—two mighty titans of similar elements fighting it out for superiority over the other. Both Pokémon collided with with wrists, the intense physical force of both attacks landing directly in those spots. Neither bone gave up—both took their respective blows and reminded fully intact. That was when the speed of Blaziken swung into effect. The speedy fowl kneed the dragon in the gut before he could respond. Following the powerful knee, Blaziken swung the orange-red beast so he'd be facing a ledge to the lower reaches of the icy cave and kicked the dragon into the depths before Charizard could even respond. Again, like a meteorite, Charizard crashed into the depths; being swallowed completely by darkness. However, Chancelor simply stood with a subtle grin despite what happened to Charizard. For the boy knew this was only the beginning.

Blaziken landed gracefully upon the ice-covered ground and begin walking towards both the humans and the whimpering puppy. "You didn't think it'd be that easy, didja'?" Blaziken looks at the dark skin male who is now walking forward to intercept it. "I ain't had a piece of fried chicken that was to die for ever since I set foot in this region. That just might change if you," using his foot, Chancelor makes an even line, "cross this line." An air of confidence about the teenager, he shifts himself into a fighters stance; hands up, legs apart, weight on the balls of his feet, as he bounces in place; honestly eagerly awaiting for the fowl to make a move. Despite the youngest McQueen's very believable and one of a kind bravado, he address the female with loud words. "Not gonna' lie to you, I'm probably gonna' last thirty seconds against this thing. How far do you think you can get in thirty seconds?" He asks with a grin the female couldn't see.

✝ tag(s) - Jenna Wright .
✝ notes - i don't even know .

"Go get help?!" The teenager takes his eyes off the fiery fowl in front of him and fixes them upon the now fleeing female. "I am the help, goddammit!" He exclaims with all his might, hazel orbs replaced back upon the fighting bird before him—arrogance burning hotter than the flames in which the monster before him produced. He spits off to the side, Blaziken's eyes narrowing as Jenna attempts to flee with the still-whimper and now-wiggling hound. The fowl takes a couple of steps forward, nonchalantly passing the line created by the martial artist. Harden eyes of the bird fixated keenly on the back of the running female. That was until a forceful blow knocked the bird back across the created line—the impact causing mild dizziness to the head of the beast due to the fact that was where he was struck. Chancelor managed to land a spinning roundhouse kick to the dome of the Pokémon, heel hitting the jaw on the right side of the Blaziken. Taking a few steps back himself, Chancelor shifts himself into the exact same fighting stance he took before. "Now what did I just say?" He says cockily, fingers pointing down to the line. "Cross it again, I dare ya'." The boy taunts, the once icy cavern now beginning to melt as sweat slowly rolled down the forehead of the fighter. It seemed Jenna may have been correct, this tunnel may have been on the verge of collapsing.

Blaziken holds his jaw before suddenly dashing at the arrogant human—annoyed about the blatantly arrogance and slightly impressed on the bit of pain he felt by the hands of this smaller human. Thinking one attack will put an end to this cocky boy, Blaziken merely drops a spinning kick diagonally, pointed claws of a bird of prey adding a slicing effect to the already extremely deadly kick. However, this Blaziken greatly underestimated the fighting prowess of the ten time martial arts champion. Chancelor evaded the quick kick by stepping out of the range of the blow with a step-back. Once the Blaziken reached the climax of the kick, Chancelor saw a brief opening he was dead set on taking. With another spin from the boy, his soon-to-be attacking leg cocked back similar to how a Serviper would before snapping at its unsuspecting prey. Chancelor struck the 'wide-open' side of the fowl, another crippling strike landing, this one aimed at the rib cage of the fiery beast. Once again, Blaziken found himself reeling back from the force of the blow, a hand holding the struck area to reflect the pain and discomfort he was feeling. Chancelor says not a single word after the kick—that shit-eating grin he donned said it all; it taunted the beast who was now burning with flames on the wrist. Blaziken rushes forward again, this time a string of blows; each one aimed to kill or cause serious damage to the fragile body of the human. Chancelor managed to evade each blow by a hair, compacting his body to the best of his ability to keep from lagging behind the brutal beast. He was now sweating profusely due to being in such a close proximity to this literal fireball. Blaziken managed to land a hit, a slash across the chest of the boy that would undoubtedly leave a nasty looking scar once fully healed. The boy winces as blood beings to trickle down the center of his sleeveless hooide. Attempting to catch the human off his guard after the hit, Blaziken goes for a hook-punch in an effort to literally decapitate the human. Chancelor, being a virtuoso of the arts of fighting kept cool, calm, and collected even after taking such a nasty slash to the chest. He weaved under the following slash perfectly and countered with a uppercut making clean contact with the chin of the Blaziken. This strike would have taken out any human foolish enough to have left their chin open to such an attack. However, whereas such an uppercut would have shattered a human jaw like glass. This Blaziken seemed to have a chin made of diamond. Blaziken didn't budge even a little, Chancelor's fist remained connected with the chin of the fiery fowl, but as he quickly retracted his fist, he soon realized two of his knuckles were broken; an intense throbbing going throughout his hand made such an fact hard to ignore.

"Alright. That hurt like a bitch..." He grunts, holding his now-throbbing hand with the other, looking the Blaziken dead in his eyes. The fighting fowl cocked his arm back and was about to strike the cornered boy, Chancelor held his arms up in an feeble attempt to guard his vitals from the punch that would undoubtedly do massive physical damage to him. However, before the strike could even make contact, Charizard returned back into the fray by intercepting the punch with an open palm. "About time, Princess. You just saved this Blaziken from a serious ass whooping." The boy jests with a grin, Charizard giving his human a thumbs-up with his free hand before taking to the sky with the fire chicken still held. "You gotta' make this quick, boss. This entire place is about to cave in!" Chancelor bellows to his fighting Charizard with a steadfast resolve despite all the icy rocks falling around him. Blaziken and Charizard exchanged blow after brutal blow, each Pokémon even in strength, determination, will, and resolve. A Thunderpunch to the jaw of Blazzken sends it reeling back. Before he could retaliate with an attack of his own, a massive pile of ice an snow buries the hot-headed beast—It was time to go and fast! Charizard bats his wings two times in quick succession before taking flight, spinning around and grabbing his Trainer by the arm and flying down the collapsing tunnel; evading everything cold and icy that came from the ceiling in the process.

"Aye', yooo!" Chancelor calls out to the still running Jenna, hoping to get her attention amidst the horrifying sounds of a collapsing tunnel and foundation. If she turns around, she would see a massive winged-beast in flight with a Trainer being held by a single arm. The other arm would be hanging low with an open hand for her to either take or for the human or the Charizard to grab hold of her. Either way you look at it, Jenna would be flying out of the tunnel with the both of them—their escape an narrow one.

Once safe and more or less back at the entrance, Charizard drops both of the humans softly within the iced over grass. "By the way," Chancelor addresses Jenna with winded breaths, hunched over with hands on his knees making a rather ugly facial expression. "That was thirty-three and a half seconds. I'm the fuckin' shit." The boy manages to boast even with a nasty slash across his pectorals and a few broken knuckles. "How's the pup?" He asks, but then suddenly the very loud sound of sizzling from behind interrupts the resting period for the party. Chancelor and Charizard spin around to see Blaziken standing roughly fifteen meters away. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck-" the boy groans to the heavens, mouth agape with his head aimed skyward. Charizard stands in front of both Jenna and Chancelor and merely awaits for the fiery fowl to make the first move.

✝ tag(s) - Jenna Wright .
✝ notes - i don't even know .

Chancelor also noticed the way the Blaziken looked at the pup—in a similar fashion to how Charizard did at first. "You can stand down, big fella'. I got it from here, yo. Looks like you and this Blaziken had similar intentions and similar mannerisms: attack first, ask questions later." The martial artist places a gentle hand on the shoulder of the winged-beast as he walks past the gigantic dragon and meets the Blaziken halfway. "The pup is safe, yo. We have no intentions on harming the boy." Blaziken listened to the words of the human, the 'abnormally' tall bird looking down at the steeled human before it. "You saw it too, right? He ended up thanking her for saving him. While we were fighting, she was risking her life to say the poor little thing." The harden eyes of the fowl lift off Chancelor and fixate upon Jenna for a brief moment. "Your fight is over, boss. We're going to try our hardest to locate the dogs mother, and, if we can't." Chancelor looks behind, glancing at Jenna before turning his gaze back towards Blaziken. "The boy found a good human." Chancelor grins, the truthful words of the human resonating with the fiery fowl he nodded in agreement.

Blaziken eyes Charizard one final time before turning to walk away, his task completed. "I know you're a long way from home. I dunno' what brought you out here, but it musta' been fate, y'know?" He says to the bird who turns around to bestow battle-harden eyes on the still-talking human male once again. "Peep game, bro: why don't you come with me? I put up a good fight, got in a few licks I know you'll be feeling for a couple of days and Charizard give you a run for ya' money too." Chancelor then smirks his usual cocky smirk, "but that was just the tip of this iceberg. I can take you to a place with plenty of young Pokémon that could use your mentorship. Also, you and me, we'll reach the top I'll turn you into a champion." Both human and Pokémon stared in one another eyes for what felt like an eternity. Then, slowly, Blaziken nods; seeing something special within the human who managed to go toe-to-toe with it in a full on hand-to-hand bout.

✝ tag(s) - Jenna Wright .
✝ notes - ♥ ♥ ♥ .