Shit, shit, shit, shitty shitty shit.

"Me!" He hollered across the crowds.

People began to part like the red sea, allowing the bulky man through and to wards the center where the circle was forming to allow the fighters in. Matt cracked his neck, then popped his fingers. Red eyes scanning the crowd for who his opponent was going to be. Gaze landed on Isaac. He froze, brows furrowing as his eyes went intense.

Was he trying to win the fight to get his pokemon?!

Did he DO this?!

Gritting his teeth, he puffed his chest out, holding his arms out towards him. "Couldn't just fuckin' take it out on me?! Had to drag them into it?!" Matt why did you have to assume things?

"Fine, this time I'm going to kick your ass!"

Isaac Merlo

Matt wanted to fight Arceus himself for doing this to him. Why him? No need to throw a pity party, it was useless. One didn't get shit done moping around because of their mistakes. You took action, which was what Matt was doing. Catching on though, he realized he may have popped off too soon- why would he want to have to fight to get the pokemon if he stole them? Use your head, he could hear Nico yelling. Exhaling slowly, two could play the goading game.

"Yeah, give us an actual challenge, you lowlife." Arms crossed over his chest, puffed out like he was offended by the thought they were gonna make him fight this..

Twink.

The MC got caught right in their plan. "Well you hear that folks, these two want a challenge! So why not give them what they want?!" The crowd erupted in cheers.

Moving out of the way, the MC allowed room for something further in the back to come make it's way into view. A larger than normal Sawk. Cold eyes went to the two in front of him, stepping forward into the makeshift ring that had been made for them by the crowd. Bringing it's hands up, he watched them expectantly. Motioning with his hand for them to come forward and fight.

Matt looked towards Isaac, staring him down hard. ".... I don't know why you're helping me, if it's gloat or rub it in my face, fine. I just have to get them back."

Isaac Merlo

It puzzled him why he was so concerned over Kazzy. Did he really just want to steal the pup? Or did he actually give a crap? Kazzy only was being nice to him after the fight.. .That was neither here or there right now. Turning his attention to the Sawk, he looked him over. They were roughly the same height, even if this Sawk was built even for it's size. Crap. One wrong punch and he'd send Matt to the hospital.

He would have normally been the first to make a move- however the Sawk did. Kicking off the floor in a blue blue, going straight for Isaac. Matt thought for the briefest moment to let him have it- but no. Quickly shoving himself between Isaac and the Sawk, he got knocked to the side. Matt stumbled, feeling the hand that smacked him had hit his shoulder. It hurt like hell. Rolling his shoulder as he spat towards the Pokemon.

"All you got?" He hissed, bringing his fists up and motioning with his fingers. "Bring it on."

A new fire was lit under the Sawk. It swooped for Matt, who was lucky to dodge it's swings. Ducking and dancing back, smirking towards the pokemon. "What, can't hit me?"

Isaac Merlo

It was like second natural to Matt. To step up and protect others. A reason he wanted to be a ranger, to protect people. Even if the other reason was probably selfish. His thoughts though right now were distracted; dodging and ducking swings. Watching how angry the Sawk was growing from the fact he was able to dodge. "Ain't you ever heard takes more to swing and miss than me to dodge your dumbass?" He taunted the Sawk.

It worked! It just kept swinging. Getting more enraged the more Matt egged it on. Red eyes flashed to Isaac, surprise coming over his face as the Sawk was grabbed and being choked out. Without hesitation, Matt swooped in. Taking several jabs to the Sawk's chest, knocking what air it had in it's lungs back out. Before a swift uppercut to the chaw. It was like punching a mountain, it hurt like hell.

There was no stopping Matt though, he kept swinging. Until he stepped back, panting as he rubbed his knuckles. The Sawk was bruised and lumped, gasping for air. It... made Matt feel bad. Frowning as he spat at the ground. "This is over. Give me the pokeballs!" He demanded to the MC, who was just grinning.

"But that was only the first event! Sawk here has a sibling that would love to take you two on, as well!"

Matt blinked, shaking his head. "Hey! No! That wasn't the deal you fucker!"

Isaac Merlo

Matt huffed. Really? How was this just getting worse, and worse... Sighing, fine. "Hmhp." It wasn't a no, so. The MC was smirking, eating all this up, along with the crowd. Who all were now parting ways for another Pokemon to come through. A Throh. Yes, of course that was the sibling.

Fighting wise, this would should realistically be tougher than the Sawk. The bigger build, built more for taking and throwing hits. Looking at Isaac, he motioned forward. "By all means, since you started this fight." He paused, looking back to the pokemon. "... I got your back." He meant it.

"Alright, let's get ready to rumble!" Yelled the MC, the Throh came to the ring. Stamping it's feet and clapping it's hands together. It was ready.

Isaac Merlo

Matt really had to stop himself from losing his mind over the scene before him. Some sweet justice was being served to this punk, but he said he had his back. Like a true dumbass, he charged forward. Going to slam himself right into the back of the pokemon, grabbing under his arms to try and yank his arms back into a hold. At least enough to let Isaac get thrown off to the side and free-

It wasn't a good idea at all.


The pokemon wiggled free, socking Matt right in the jaw. It sent the man flying back into the crowd and into the ground. He spat blood, rubbing his chin and then looking... pissed off. Like he was seeing red. Getting up, he rolled his shoulders, raising his hands waving the pokemon too him.

"Alright you overgrown lipstick, come at me."

Isaac Merlo