All around him it seemed like things were falling apart in every sense of the word. The foolish trainers using attacks like earthquake and bulldoze were causing everything to crumble, while seemingly doing nothing to the aggron they were targetting. Even his own pokemon's attacks were fruitless, Tiny hurting himself more than his target as he kicked against it's tough metal plates. Meanwhile Wooly was trying his best to slow down the huanchkrow with little success. Not that it mattered to Frederick, who was already on his way to dealing with the root of the problem. It was a surprise that the masked man didn't seem to have any grunts that were trying to stop him on his approach, but he wasn't about to question the blessing. Between him and the other trainer's assault there was a good chance they would be able to overpower this interloper which would hopefully bring an end to this mess. That is unless...

Of course he had more pokemon. What kind of idiot would pull a stunt like this without having his own team to back him up. Frederick was prepared for this, his hands resting on he sprinted forward. An amused smile crossed his face as he saw the two pokemon emerge in from the pokeball's energy. An umbreon and an espeon, a classic combination. Unfortunately for them he had just the thing to deal with the both of them. Grabbing a ball from his belt the ranger moved to toss the ball to release it's contents, only to find that his body was no longer responding to his commands. It appeared he was too slow.

The vigilante stared at the virus admin as he was stuck, frozen mid motion. Despite his motionless form the man's heart was racing, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he felt the overwhelming desire to cave the arrogant young man's head in. It was in this moment that something inside of him snapped. Where there was once a man who was the picture of calmness and clarity was someone filled to burst with hatred and rage. Golden eyes stared intensely at his captor, features twisting into a glaring grimmace as he clenched his teeth. He didn't know who this man was or what his goals were, but there was one thing that was for certain. This man wasn't over. Not by a long shot.

He spoke no words, his eyes locked on to the burning figure as he tossed the ranger into the hole leading to the first floor. It wasn't until this moment that Frederick realized what was happening around him, snapping him out of his rage. The ranger quickly regained his composure, flicking his wrist and loosing the pokeball. "Race! Slow my descent!" The yanma appeared in a burst of red light and immediately dashed toward his trainer, thin black legs gripping his arm as tightly as possible as he rapidly flapped his wings in an effort to save him. But it wasn't enough, as he was unable to counteract the momentum from being tossed.

In that moment everything seemed to slow down to a crawl, the large insect's 360 degree vision revealing a broken wooden beam that was directly on their current trajectory. The image of his trainer falling to the ground and being impaled upon the debris below flashed in the Race's mind, filling him with dread. After everything Frederick had done for him and the rest of the team, all of the lessons learned and how far they had come in such a short time...He couldn't let it all end like this. Tiny would never forgive him. No, he had to do whatever it took to save Frederick! His body and mind filled with determination, Race felt something awaken within him.

His body became engulfed in a bright white light, under which his body was quickly going through a massive transformation. Moments later the light was gone, and where a distraught yanma once was appeared a much larger insect. Yanmega. With it's much longer limbs firmly grasped around the dark skinned ranger's arm the newly evolved pokemon would use it's powerful wings to bring their descent to a complete stop, and slowly lower them both to the ground below.

Frederick watched in awe as all of this occurred, the display of willpower shown by his usually timid pokemon catching him completely off guard. Even with all of this destruction surrounding him he couldn't help but feel a moment of pride and joy for his dedicated teammate. "That was...Thank you Race. Now go find the others. We need to get them in their balls as soon as possible." With a deep buzz of affirmation the yanmega would dart off, searching through the rubble for the nidorino and mareep that were likely brought down with everything else. Meanwhile Frederick set his eyes on the stage, where yet another suspicious man stood. What the hell was going on with this event?

tl;dr- Readied Race to counter the umbreon and espeon but got grabbed before he could release him, got really angry and thrown into the hole, released Race to slow down his fall, Race is unable to sufficiently slow down the fall, Race is filled with determination to protect Frederick and evolves into Yanmega and safely lowers him to the ground, Fred thanks Race and tells him to look for the rest of the team while he stares at Flare tries to get his bearings on the new floor.

                          

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It didn't take long to realize that things were falling apart in every sense of the word. People were screaming and panicking everywhere, even the team virus members rushing for the door. The suggestion given to put a hole in the west wall was...interesting. On the one hand it would give people on the first floor a way out, but at the same time it could risk the structural integrity of the building and put the people left on the top floor at risk. The ranger gave no response to this for the moment, his mind still racing to decipher the best course of action for this situation.

The moment the screens turned on Frederick went into action, pulling the final pokeball from his belt and releasing Squeak. The marill took in the situation with a smirk, already fully aware of what was expected of her. Still Frederick would call after her as he started to sprint off in the opposite direction, shouting the order over his shoulder. "Control the flames! Focus your efforts around the support beams!" The round rodent's entire body bobbed as she nodded in confirmation, quick yet confident steps leading her toward the nearest support beam which she would give a thorough soak. Not only to put out the flames surrounding it, but to dampen it and the area around it enough to discourage any more flames from creeping in.

Meanwhile Frederick would meet up with the Yanmega, who was tightly gripping both Tiny and Wooly between his six long limbs. While Tiny still had a bit of fight in him, though not too much, Wooly was completely out of comission. "Good work, all of you. Leave the rest of this to Race, Squeak and I." Tiny started to squirm in Race's grasp as he realized he was being returned to his ball, growling and snapping at the insect as he demanded to be released. With a soft smile Frederick returned both of the creatures to their balls despite the protest. "Trust me, friend."

All the while the message being played was being processed in the back of the ranger's mind, his eyes turning to the display a the man continued on. His gaze didn't leave the display as he calmly relayed his order to the pokemon. "If they're going to make a hole we might as well help. Tiny, use air slash on the west wall." Race bolted off to the wall where the other pokemon were gathering, his red eyes glowing faintly as he traveled. As he moved his wings would start to beat with greater intensity, a strong wind starting to stir up around him. Once he was closer to the wall he would turn his body to flap his wings toward the barrier, giving his wings one more strong flap to unleash a massive blade of wind toward the wall where the other pokemon were concentrating their attacks.

Frederick however just stared at the screen with a peculiar smile, as if all of the chaos surrounding him had melted away. There was a look of recognition as he watched the man give his speech, like he was looking upon an old friend. Yet his fists were clenched and his muscles were tense, betraying his serene expression. "How interesting. I'm looking forward to this, my friend." He muttered softly under his breath, his amused tone betraying the intensity of the scene surrounding him. His gaze finally pulled from the display, calm gaze scanning the area for the next course of action.

It was then that he spotted ASHLEY LEE speaking on her phone. Good, someone was contacting the outside world. Frederick quickly approached her, her words revealing that she wasn't talking to anyone outside, but rather someone on the third floor? (Kyle Lee ) Upon hearing this Frederick would raise his voice, shouting to the injured girl loud enough that he could possibly even be heard over the phone. "A yanmega will be arriving on the third floor shortly to start air lifting out civilians. Tell everyone not to panic and that he will only be able to carry one or two people at a time."

As much as he would have liked to help those trapped under the rubble he unfortunately wasn't properly equipped to handle that task. What he could do for now was ensure the safety of as many people trapped on the third floor as possible. With that he started to walk toward the western wall, walking at a brisk pace that almost seemed leisurely amid the surrounding madness. Something about the message displayed on the screen seemed to put the ranger at peace, seeming to relieve all of the pressure from the situation from him.

tl;dr- Relsead Squeak (Marill) to use water gun to suppress the fire, primarily around the support beams, retrieved his pokemon injured from the fall, ordered Race (Yanmeaga) to use air slash on the western wall with the other pokemon, took a moment to listen to the message which seemed to somehow put him at ease, yelled at ASHLEY LEE and Kyle Lee that Race would soon be arriving to start air lifting people on the third floor to safety, moved toward the western wall and the hole being formed there