((Ooc: Sweet! I'll add him in))
Lady smiles, and Potchy flicks his head in triumph. Lady pats his head and says softly to him, "Let's not get cocky. We got defeated by a Pikachu, remember?"
Potchy huffs. Lady picks him up and cuddles him against her chest, "Great battle, Royal!"
Meanwhile....
-At the Team Plasma Lab, three floors under 'June'-
The labs are filled with Pokemon, all varying in stages of brainwashing. Tyler glances over, and releases his Ambipom.
"Hit the button," Tyler whispers, "And escape with the rest."
"Ambi," Ambipom whimpers. Tyler turns away, and pulls a handgun from his pocket. Remembrance of a burning fire flares in his eyes as his eight years of training go down the drain. The sixteen year old points the gun at the only security camera, and fires. Ambipom hits the button, and the cages open. The flurry of Pokemon, including Tyler's childhood friend, escape out the window of the basement.
Tyler releases his only other Pokemon, a Purrlion, and gently pets her head, "Purrlion, use scratch, on me. Then get out of here, and never come back."
Purrlion meows, sadness brimming in her eyes, and does as he asks.