It was around sunset down at an old trailer park. The ground was just dirt with a few strands of grass. All of the trees were wilted with some still having a couple of leaves on them. The trailers all look completely rusty and dented. They were also completely covered in tons of litter. To some, this place would be considered a dump. But to the residents, it was home.

Outside one of the trailers, there were two people that seemed to be sparring against each other. But they weren't exactly people; they were more like unearthly creatures.

The first one was a large creature with thick looking blue legs and orange feet. It had what look like a yellow skirt with cut ridges. Its body was white and had an orange half-circle on its belly. It had huge orange hands that had three fingers. It appears to have no mouth and a blue headband thing that drapes down its body. It appears to look like a sumo wrestler.

The other one seemed to be some sort of giant ferret. It had white fur with pink fur on its paws, left ear, and a streak across its chest. It had a very large bushy tail. It also had two menacing looking claws on each paw.

The two Pokémon, which they are called, were both male and looked strong. They stared immensely into their eyes waiting for the other to strike. They waited for about five minutes until the ferret suddenly sprinted with blinding speed.

"Crush Claw!" it said as its claws glowed a light blue and prepared to land its mark. However, the sumo blocks the attack with his hands to take less damage. He then pushed the ferret away, but quickly regained its balanced.

He looked at the sumo and smirked. "Not bad, Hariyama." The ferret said very impressed.

"Your not bad yourself, Zangoose," Said Hariyama. "But you haven't seen anything yet. Focus Blast!" It then formed a large blue ball of energy and threw it right at Zangoose.

Zangoose tried blocking with his arms, but the force of the Focus Blast caused him to be violently blown into the side of the trailer. He tried to get up, but felt shaky and fell again. He looked up at Hariyama, who had his arms crossed from triumph, and said, "Can we take a break?"

"Sure, why not." He said casually as he helped Zangoose up and took him over to a bench. They have been training for about five hours with very little breaks. Zangoose grabbed his water bottle and chugged almost the entire thing. Then a thought just occurred in his head.

"Hey Hariyama, why did you ask me to train with you again?" He said because during the training he completely forgot his reason for training.

"Don't you remember?" Hariyama said and all he got was a confused look from Zangoose. He signed and then explained, "The king was holding an audition for a bodyguard to protect his daughter from any assassins. He said that sense she doesn't get to go into town that often, he decided to hire someone to protect her and after awhile, I manage to score the job."

"Wow, congrats dude!"

"Thanks buddy. It has always been a dream of mine to work for the royal guards."

"However I have one question." Zangoose said with concern in his voice. "Aren't you a little worried about possibly being attack by a member of the League of Assassins?"

"Nope. It's going to take a lot more than them to take me out. I can take them all out in one hit."

Zangoose still looked a bit uneasy. "I don't know dude. I have been hearing reports of murder around the area. Everyone has been saying it could have been the work of… him." He said grimly.

"Him? What on earth could you be possibly-"but then Hariyama stops to think for a second and realized what he was talking about. "Oh, him. Man I hate that guy. He's supposed to be wanted in twelve different regions."

"Exactly. I've also heard on TV that a witness saw an unusual wind in her yard, then heard a bloodcurdling scream, the same wind, and then… a dead Raticate." He said with hesitation on the last part. "My point is I just don't want that to happen to you."

"Look buddy, don't worry. Nothing bad will happen to me. Now come on, it's almost time for dinner." The mention of food perked up Zangoose and the both proceeded to their trailers.

Suddenly, a light breeze pass by them which made Zangoose shiver, but decided to ignore it. But, it started to pick up, going faster and faster. The winds were flinging litter all around the place. Hariyama looked at the wind as it started to move some of the smaller trailers a bit.

"Well, this is some crazy wind. Didn't the weather say anything about any strong winds, Zangoose?" There was no response. "Zangoose?" Still silence. "Zangoose, can you-"but when Hariyama turned around, he saw a terror struck Zangoose. "Dude, what's wrong?"

"It's him. I know it is. He's coming!"

"Dude, relax. He is not here. It's just a strong wind and nothing else." Hariyama said calmly in the situation.

"If I were you, I would be listening to him, Hariyama!"

They both turned around to the sound of the dark, menacing voice. Right in front of them was a dark looking figure. He was wearing black pants with dark blue rims and black biker boots. He had on a long sleeved black shirt with a dagger logo on it. Around him was a black cloak and a dark looking mask with piercing blue eyes that seemed to be designed for a certain Pokémon. Zangoose and Hariyama both stared at the figure with shocked looks.

"No, it can't be! It's… it's… it's," Hariyama couldn't finish his sentence because of the pure terror he was facing. The creature in front of him just laughed evilly.

"That's right, Hariyama. It is I, the bringer of death and destruction… Draco the Assassin!" He snapped his fingers and the entire wind storm subsided. "My boss has sent me here to have you exterminated."

"Hold it!" said Zangoose furiously despite the fact that he was scared out of his wits and his knees were shaking. "Why would your boss want Hariyama dead?"

"Believe it or not, I have no idea why my boss sent me here to get rid of him. All I know is that it was a very important mission that must be completed immediately."

"He must not know about your job." Zangoose whispered.

'"Well lets keep it that way. I don't want to put the princess in any danger." Hariyama whispered back.

"Ahem. If you're done talking to each other, I got a schedule to keep." Draco said coldly. "So, let's make a deal. You give yourself up and accept your death or you can try defeating me in a battle, which I recommend you don't."

Hariyama look at him for a second, then took a deep breath, and took a battle stance. Draco just chuckled thinking he went crazy.

"They always choose the battle." He said as he took his own stance.

After what seem like hours, which in reality was one minute, Hariyama struck first. "Brick Break!" His hand started to glow and then he struck a punch at Draco. But, Draco just stuck one hand out and blocks the attack without even moving an inch. Hariyama just stared in disbelief at his opponent's strength. "What the-"

"I warned you." Draco said evilly. He raised his other hand preparing to attack. "Dragon Claw." His claws started to glow blue and with amazing strength, slashed at Hariyama sending him flying to the side of a trailer.

Hariyama got up, but was in serious pain. He felt the side of his face where Draco hit him and could feel blood dripping down it. Zangoose stared in shock at what just happened. He then turned to Draco with blinding rage. "You're going to pay for that. Shadow Ball!" He then formed a ball of dark energy and threw it at him. But once again, he blocks the attack without taking any damage.

"My mission isn't with you. Thunder Punch." Draco's hand was then coated with electricity and at blinding speed, punches Zangoose right in the stomach. He was sent flying right into the ground. He tried getting up, when his body started sparking and he couldn't move. "Paralysis effect from the Thunder Punch. You won't be doing a lot of moving." Zangoose still tried to get up, but just kept failing on each attempt.

"Leave him out of this Draco." Hariyama yelled when he managed to recover most of his strength. "This battle is between you and me."

"Well what are you waiting for? Come and get me." Draco motioned Hariyama to attack him and did it in a mocking manner.

"That's it! Focus Punch!" He yelled as he charged with a powered up punch.

"Thunder Punch!" His hand electrified and started to charge at him, too.

The two attacks collided against each other and caused a minor explosion. The force of the explosion push them back an equal distance away from each other.

"Focus Blast!" Hariyama threw a ball of powerful energy at Draco and it managed to hit him in a large explosion. As the smoke cleared, Draco was there still standing without one scratch on him. Hariyama just stood there with absolute shock on his face. "Impossible! How did you manage to withstand that much power?"

Draco just shrugged. "Well, I have two theories. Either my defenses have been raised to their absolute potential or you are a pathetic weakling."

Hariyama was practically growling now. "I. AM. NOT. WEAK!"

"We'll see about that. Flamethrower!" Draco released a stream of blazing fire right out of a hole in his mask directly at Hariyama. The attack hit him dead on, but it didn't look like it did much. Hariyama just stood there laughing.

"Nice try, but my Thick Fat ability helps me withstand Ice and Fire type moves."

"That's true, but tell me this. Does it help you block a burn effect as well?" Before Hariyama could answer that, he was suddenly engulfed in a giant flame that was inflicting major damage on him. "Guess not."

The flames eventually dissipated after awhile, but due to the effects, they will come back. "You… won't… win this… Draco." Hariyama panted.

"Hate to burst your bubble, Hotshot, but I just did. I've pushed you to the absolute limits of your abilities and so far, I'm not even mildly impressed. You call yourself a Fighting-type; I've had stronger battles against a bunch of puny Caterpie. You will never be a great fighter as long as I'm around or should I say the amount of time you have left when I'm done with you." Draco ranted. "I've always wanted the perfect challenge and you're obviously not."

Hariyama couldn't take any more. He charged at him with all the strength he had left and sent a barrage of Focus Punches his way. Draco easily dodged all of them without breaking a sweat. After about three minutes, he sent a multiple barrage of Dragon Claws and Thunder Punches right back at him.

During the onslaught, Zangoose couldn't help but watch in despair that his best friend is being beaten to a pulp by the unknown Pokémon. He wished he could help him, but the paralysis made it that much more difficult to do. After what seemed like an eternity, Draco finally stopped his attacks. Hariyama looked like a mess. He was badly bruised almost everywhere, had tons of nasty cuts that were bleeding very badly, and what's worse was the burn effect that made him yell in pain because they were burning his cuts.

Draco just stood there amused at his handy work. "I think it's time I wrap this up with my most powerful move. FLARE BLITZ!" His entire body was suddenly engulfed in a blazing fire. He then dashed forward and tackled Hariyama with unbelievable force. He was sent flying until he hit the ground painfully and was only a few feet from Zangoose. When the flame around Draco faded, he started to flinch and his body was sparking. "Man I hate that recoil damage effect."

Hariyama couldn't do anything anymore. He was in too much pain to battle any longer. He needed to warn the king about Draco being in the area, but he couldn't possibly make it to the castle in time, especially in the state he was in. He then remembered that Zangoose was here. It was possible that he could make it, despite the paralysis state he was in.

Hariyama turned towards Zangoose and whispered, "Zangoose, I need… you to do… something for… me." Zangoose only nodded. "I need… to get to… Poketopia… and warn the king about… Draco."

"But what about you?" Zangoose said worried about the outcome of his best friend.

"I'm not… going to… make it… buddy." Hariyama panted. "It's important… that you warn… the king at… all costs. Do you… understand?"

Zangoose didn't want to leave him behind, but he didn't want anything bad to happen to Poketopia either. After awhile, he reached his conclusion. "I'll do it." Hariyama nodded at his choice. Zangoose started to get up; trying to ignore the pain he was feeling from the paralysis. With all of his strength, he started to trudge away from the old trailer park until he was finally out of view.

Hariyama signed in relief, glad nothing bad was going to happen to him. He then heard someone walked behind him. He already knew who it was thought. "You know I could have stopped him from leaving and warning the king."

"So why didn't you?" Hariyama asked coldly.

"Because I doubt that he will be able to make it anyway. Besides, my mission is complete anyway. There just one more thing I need to do." Unfortunately, Hariyama knew exactly what he was talking about. So, he braced himself for the inevitable. "Dragon Claw." Draco raised his arm, his claws started to glow blue, and then…

Zangoose kept trudging along the rode, painfully. He then only stopped when he heard a loud scream.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Zangoose knew that scream came from Hariyama and it could only mean one thing; he was killed.

He ignored the tears that were coming down his face and proceeded to go on. He couldn't cry now. He had one mission he needed to complete: warn the king of Poketopia about Draco the Assassin.