It was by chance that Oscar would find himself in Slateport today. He was just here to get some official Beast work done, which he was very excited about because holy shit he never imagined he would ever be doing this! Yet who would have guessed that his first mission as a beast of rocket wouldn't be the most exciting thing to happen today. Nor the most terrifying.

Something appeared, a creature of immense darkness and evil. Or at least perceived evil, Oscar didn't know its life story. He kinda wanted to; as he looked upon this horrible eldritch creature he felt nothing but awe. Especially since it would slay pokemon by the droves as trainers desperately tried to push it back into the void it emerged from. 

At first Oscar was content with watching, but the more he watched pokemon get ruthlessly ripped apart by this clearly malicious deity the more he began to think that this could actually mean the end of the world. Like right here. He would die in fucking Slateport. Yeah no. Oscar decided to help, just this once.

He formulated a cunning plan, to create an opening by sending forth his 'b-team' as a distraction and use one of his main mons to actually deliver a decisive blow. Oscar gathered his underused soldiers and gave them a pep-talk, "Okay see that big dark fucker? It seems pretty determined to destroy the world, which we live in so that's bad. I need you guys to rush in all at once and take care of it! I believe in you guys! Get in there right now, don't even think about it! Fucking all at once go go go!"

His army cheered and charged forward with great zeal. Each and every one of them were crushed. Oscar winced a bit as they were tossed about like rag dolls, but he felt no pity. This was a perfect distraction for a pokemon that could actually do something. Oscar let out his real secret weapon: Esra the Zeraora. Oscar nodded toward the creature, "Get a hit in while its distracted." Esra nodded, charging forward to deliver a blow with his Plasma Fists while his comrades were annihilated. Yet he would not be the only one to make it through. 

Against all odds one of the distraction pokemon charged forward through the massacre to deliver an attack. When Oscar realized who it was, he could not help but gawk with surprise. "No fucking way! Go go holy shit!" Oscar's unnamed Nidorina ran forward like a zubat outta hell, actually getting close enough to attack with a swing of Iron Tail. Oscar attempted to get closer, hoping to see if their attacks actually hit.

SPIRAL