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Tonight, Glenn meets the arena for the first time since his graduation. He doesn't want to be here, but he knows he has to. Tonight, he doesn't fight for his own glory, but to prove to a mass of muscle and fire, arrogance and ego, that he is nothing but a failure.

Tonight, he fights for another.

Story 3/3 to the PCL-Fuchsia introductory arc
-----

That's it. With this complete, my first PCL-Fuchsia arc is complete and I consider this personal little project launched!

Next few stories will involve Glenn and Victor's trials and tribulations through their first season, including those outside of the ring. The rest of Team Crave will be getting their own stories as well.

Tonya will be dealing with the problems of being manager to TWO Aurocks.
Delilah will find herself involved in the brothers Aurock in her own way.
Jessica and Athena will deal with their love lives, their careers, and a major spoiler which I'm not going to explain.
And, of course, Joshua will have to learn how to be both a rocker and a father.

Be excited. You know you want to. ","writing":"Brothers\n\nA PCL-Fuschia story by Micah Weil\n\n\tGlenn wasn't one to be late to anything. Classes, work, engagements...he was always there early. It made Axel wonder if he was backing out. Dante was content to watch him wonder this back and forth in their locker room. It was humorous; Axel would have gone out there by himself under normal circumstances. \"He's not going to put any of the work we did with him in the trash,\" the houndour warned. \"I'll kill him if he does.\"\n\n\tIt was true; Glenn wouldn't have wasted all that time to train if he was going to bail. It still bothered him. \"What could be keeping him?\" Axel whined. \"The event starts in five, and we go on in seven!\"\n\n\t\"Did he tell you what he was wearing?\"\n\n\t\"His old school battle uniform. Why?\"\n\n\t\"The two year old one?\" He leaned back in his seat and watched the mightyena work the idea over. Gears ground to life as it hit him.\n\n\t\"...that'll fit him weird.\" He sighed, pressing his face into his palms. “I'm not nervous! I swear it!”\n\n\t“Couldn't tell.” Glenn's voice echoed the same glee Dante was getting out of seeing Axel panic. The older brother turned to face his junior. He was trimmed up, excess fur either brushed flat or trimmed out right. He was, in fact, wearing his school uniform, which was clearly been altered. So were the four figures standing behind him. “Are you ready to go?”\n\n\tAxel looked past him. “Bringing the team? I thought this was a two-on-two.”\n\n\tJoshua was the first one to laugh. “We're here to show support, dumbass.” There was a murmur of agreement amongst the others. “Our captain's doin' this for you. This is the least that we can do for him.”\n\n\tDante laughed. “Makes me wonder if they have one in your size, Ax.”\n\n\t“I doubt it,” Axel responded.\n\n\t“Well,” Glenn said. “I hate to burst your bubble-”\n\n\t“Go fuck yourself with a cacturne, Glenn.”\n\n\tThere was a definite thirst for blood amongst the masses. The crowd milled anxiously down below the announcer's box. From that perch, the pair in suits could see everything. The chatot, green suit and head plumage slicked back, sat down on the right side of the booth, away from his blue suited loudred companion. They both watched the clock as the final seconds ticked down. “It's showtime, buddy,” the Chatot said gleefully. The loudred waited until the final second ticked past, opened up the announcer's booth window, smirked, and blew his nose.\n\n\tThe sound echoed out from his speaker-like ears and over the arena. The crowd shifted from a tizzy into a roar as the night started, nearly drowning out the loudspeakers. \"Gooooood evening Fuschia dome!\" the chatot said, his words reaching the audience via microphone. \"The PokeCombat League wishes to welcome you to another hard hitting action. I am Chet Alister and, as always, I am here with my mic-less wonder, Andy Miliston. Andy, what do we have for the fans tonight?\"\n\n\tThe loudred leaned in the open window. \"Well, Chet, we have one of our newest additions to the exhibition league circuit, the Sibling Scrap, officiated tonight by one of our favorite referees, Mr. Jensen.\" They watched as a hitmonlee in a pair of long black slacks and a black and white striped shirt stepped into the center of the arena. \"Tonight, we see if it runs in the family. Our veteran fighters will be teaming up with their brothers or sisters, younger or older, for a special tag team match.\"\n\n\t\"Much anticipated, as the huge crowd shows.\" The simple observation elicited a cheer from below. \"The rules are fairly simple: single KO, 'no holds bar' rule is in effect. If one sibling goes down, their team is out. No moves that are banned by the league come into play. That means we will not be seeing anyone using Toxic, Guillotine, or wrecking the arena with a Fissure or Sheer Cold. Other than that, we're looking forward to a fantastic evening.”\n\n\tThe doors to one side exploded open at those words. A figure familiar to the fans stomped out into the light. The charizard spread his wings and let out a fiery roar, charging the crowd's frenzy. \"And that, kids,\" Andy pointed out. \"Is the sound of the first match. Here comes crowd favorite, Tango!\" Tango roared again and stomped towards the arena. \"Three time heavy weight champion for Fuchsia, two time participant in the Indigo Free-for-all for Kanto, and survivor of the Multi-region Meltdown, Tango is always a favorite that needs little introduction.\"\n\n\t\"And he makes us do it every time.\"\n\n\t\"Right you are.\" They turned their attention to the charmeleon following behind. He wore clothes similar to Tango: a pair of green camo slacks, a light green tank top, and a green jacket. \"And following behind him is his brother and partner for this match, Victor.\" The charmeleon winced and slunk into step behind his brother.\n\n\t\"It's our understanding that Tango has been grooming his brother to take his place in the league. This battle is just the start of a very promising career. Especially if he takes after his brother.\" They watched as the brothers hoisted themselves into the arena. \"With such a strong showing for the first match, pity to the pair that has to face them.\"\n\n\tA single bass riff, played off of a recording over the sound systems, filled the air. \"And that sound can only mean one thing,\" Andy proclaimed, rising to his feet in his own excitement. \"This is a match only Arceus could pick himself.\" The crowd flew into a frenzy, drowning out the music as the doors opened. Out walked the leather jacket, the jeans, and the attitude that the mightyena was known for. \"Axel Aurock, one time middle weight champion and bitter rival to the fearsome lizard.\" The mightyena let go of a piercing howl and charged the mat, leaping over the ropes. He crossed his arms and waited. The crowd's excitement started to die down as he stood there, smiling and staring down the charizard. “Who do you think will be joining him tonight? Lionel? Baron?”\n\n\t\"Neither,\" Chet said simply. He watched the doors as five figures exited. “I don't believe it. Andy, am I seeing this correctly?” Indeed, he was. All five were garbed in the similar outfits, each designed for their unique frames and shapes. \n\n\t“You are, indeed. This is what it's all about, Chet! This marks the first time we will have a Pokemon Combat Academy graduate fighting in our arena, so it only makes sense that his team comes out to show their pride and support. Ladies and Gentlemen, I am truly honored to introduce to you, Glenn Aurock!” The crowd roared as Glenn exchanged hugs and handshakes before climbing into the arena.\n\n\t\"This is going to be a phenomenal fight. The kids at the PCA are trained by some of the best; they truly are a cut above the rest. Tonight, it's brute force versus strategy.” He sat back down. “I swear, this excitement is going to do me in.”\n\n\t“We don't want that. Who else is going to call the plays?”\n\n\t“Speaking of which, it appears that the referee is going to lay the rules out for them now.”\n\n\tAndy's assumption couldn't be any further from the truth. The fighters already knew the rules; this was their stare down time. \"So you decided to show,\" Tango mocked. \"Hey, your funeral.\" He chuckled darkly, knowing that usually ate at Axel's ego.\n\n\tWith Glenn there, he knew better to fed into it. \"So you think,\" he said calmly. He looked over at Victor, who's to be discreetly uncomfortable with the situation was falling on its face. \"Shoulda taught your brother there the finer art of pre-match smacktalk.\"\n\n\t\"Like they taught your brother at that sissy school of his?\" He looked past him towards Glenn. \"Didn't know you were a grad, towel boy.\"\n\n\t\"You didn't ask,\" Glenn growled. \"Thought, feel free to direct all questions to my adviser.\" He stepped forward and presented the lizard with a single finger salute, one that drew a wild round of laughter and applause, as well as comments from the announcer's box.\n\n\tTango was amused. \"You got balls, kid. Must be a family thing.\" He stepped forward, leaning down to look Glenn in the eyes. \"I am still gonna tear you and your brother apart.\"\n\n\tThe close range staredown was brought to a halt by the ref's foot. \"Now now,\" he warned. \"Save it for the arena. Vets up first, newbies off the mat until you are tagged in.\" Tango grunted and turned with his brother for their corner.\n\n\t\"You ready for this, Glenn?\" Axel asked.\n\n\t\"Dante's a good teacher,\" Glenn remarked. \"We can handle this.\" He turned for the ropes. \"Just keep with our plan.\"\n\n\t\"I just hope you can survive his hits if it comes down to it.\"\n\n\tThe ring was quite large, big enough to accommodate such larger fighters like Tango. It reminded Glenn vaguely of the arenas they used at the PCA, save for the ropes. The ropes were all important for the league. They kept the fight from spilling out into the audience; special internals let them absorb flame and energy, while the outside made vines and ice slide right off. Glenn stood outside of them, leaning on the turnbuckles that kept them in place. Across the arena, behind the posing and primping Tango, was Victor.\n\n\tThe charmeleon looked miserable. His gaze went everywhere but into the ring. He winced at the sights and sounds of the crowd. With each glance he passed, he tried to slink deeper and deeper into his own jacket. \"You okay, Vic?\" Glenn asked himself. \"You look like you're miserable.\" He leaned on the metal pole. Victor's glance turned towards him. For a brief moment, their gaze met.\n\n\tIn that one glance, Glenn learned everything. Victor was in pain. It wasn't physical. He knew that pain personally, the hurt of your family rejecting you for what you were.\n\n\tThey both jumped back once Tango let loose. He sprayed fire across the arena, forging Axel to leap into the air. The mightyena sailed over the fire and swung his foot around. The charizard grabbed the foot and slammed Axel into the ground. While the crowd roared with delight, Axel held his hands up. Tango let go of the foot as the shadowy orb slammed into his chin. He tumbled away and sprung to his feet. \"Gotcha, Tango!\" Axel taunted. \"You're gonna lose. How do you think your sponsors are going to react to that?\"\n\n\tTango glared at him and opened his mouth. Nothing but sparks came out of his mouth. The ploy had worked; the thought of his sponsors abandoning him was tormenting him into screwing up. Axel laughed and rolled his shoulders. \"What are you doing, Auorck?\" the behemoth bellowed.\n\n\t\"A couple of things my brother taught me.\" He laughed, and slid towards the charizard. \"C'mon. Hit me.\" The charizard snarled and tried to run his claws against Axel's face. The mightyena feinted out of the way, slugging him as he swayed and played the fool. It was all a play to set Tango off. \"Oh no! The big lizard hit me!\" He said it loud enough that the first few rows of audience began to laugh.\n\n\tTango's anger flared. \"I will fucking kill you!\" He tried to dart forward to grab his opponent. In his rage, however, he failed to notice a snag in the mat; he stumbled and went crashing to the floor. The crowd laughed and cheered.\n\n\t\"This one's for Glenn.\" Axel clasped his hands together and launched himself into the air. He raised his hands up above his head. Everyone held their breath as he sent his balled up hands hurtling towards the charizard. The resulting wave of energy struck the downed lizard, the remainder striking the ropes. The crowd howled as Tango swiped Axel away and got to his feet. A small trickle of blood oozed down his face. \"Call it quits, Tango.\"\n\n\t\"Good idea.\" He swung his tail around, igniting the mat to cover his retreat. Axel backed up, letting the fire burn itself out. Tango grabbed his brother by the collar and tossed him in. \"Take him out.\" He climbed over and tended to his nose.\n\n\t\"Glenn!\" Axel raced over to their corner. \"You-\"\n\n\tGlenn grabbed his hand and hoisted himself over the ropes. \"I'm up, I know.\" Axel hopped the turnbuckle and stepped back. \n\n\tThe flames were easily extinguished with the cast of a dark pulse. Glenn assumed a neutral stance as he faced his opponent. Victor was no longer uncomfortable; he wore a look of determination. Glenn nodded a little bit. Victor was a showman first. He understood: the combat leagues were as much style as they were skill. \"You look tough,\" he said, his tone calm.\n\n\t\"Don't think your dirty tricks will affect me,\" Victor retorted.\n\n\t\"I was just being honest.\" He adopted a defensive stance and started to advance. Victor took a deep breath and opened his mouth. The mightyena suddenly bolted forward and dropped into a slide, gliding under the blast of fire and underneath the charmeleon. Before he could even react, Glenn popped up and slid an arm under his, locking the arm into an uncomfortable Half Nelson. \"You're not a fighter.\"\n\n\tHis blunt statement caught Victor off guard. \"Wh-what? No...I am a fighter.\"\n\n\tGlenn tightened his grip on him. \"Your body language before the fight. This is making you uncomfortable.\" Victor slammed back against him, forcing him to let go. Both on stepped away from each other, both going on the defensive.\n\n\t\"No. I want this.\" He went on the offensive, slashing at Glenn. The crowd cheered approvingly.\n\n\tHe brought his arms up to deflect the blow. \"Not like this.\" He slammed his shoulder into him, moving in to grapple.\n\n\tVictor caught his balance quickly and met him, threading his own grasp into the mightyena's. \"...you're right.\" He tried to squeeze the mightyena. \"You don't want to fight either, do you?\"\n\n\t\"I hate it,\" he said. \"I think this is one of the worst things in the world.\" He slammed his palm into his opponent's chest, knocking him back with a pulse.\n\n\tHe caught himself and resumed his defensive stance. \"Then why fight me?\"\n\n\t\"I was hoping to fight your brother. Try and teach him some goddamn humility.\" He started to circle the charmeleon and fired off a couple of quick, easily blocked punches. \"Kick his ass and let him know-\"\n\n\t\"That he's a brute.\" Victor stood up straight. \"That was you that blasted him that night.\"\n\n\t\"I've been there, Vic. I've had that happen. Nobody should have to endure that.\" Victor smiled softly. Glenn relaxed his stance a little bit. \"Vic?\"\n\n\t\"Glenn, was it?\" He rolled his shoulders and roared. The crowd went wild; such theatrics were always appreciated. Glenn watched as the charmeleon charged at him, arm back and ready to deliver a heavy, possibly match ending slash with those claws of his. It took Glenn little time to realize that Victor was leaving himself open. The fight needed to end now, he thought.\n\n\tGlenn pulled his hand back and focused. As soon as Victor was in slashing range, he punched him as hard as he could. The blow connected, sending the charmeleon flying across the arena. He hit the turnbuckle by Axel and crumpled on the mat.\n\n\tThe hitmonlee strode over to check on him. Within a few seconds, he stood up and raised his hand. \"Victor has been knocked out. The winners are team Aurock!\"\n\n\t\"What a blow!\" Chet cried out. \"With a well placed blow on Glenn's part and Victor goes down. Team Aurock wins! Team Aurock wins!\" The crowd screamed their delight with the victory, rising from their seats. \"What a fight. I guess it goes to show you what the PokeCombat Academy teaches their students.\"\n\n\tAndy chuckled. \"It's not the only thing they taught Glenn.\" Glenn had motioned for Athena and Jessica to climb into the ring. The kangaskhan pulled a first aid kit from her pouch as Jessica righted the charmeleon. \"It appears two of his teammates are trained in first aid.\"\n\n\t\"Wonder what that means about their record in school.\" They watched as Glenn helped Victor to his feet, looping the lizard's arm over his shoulders, and helped him out of the ring. \"That, ladies and gentlemen, is one of the finest acts of sportsmanship I have seen in this arena in a long time. Glenn, here's to you, and we hope to see you in the ring again.\"\n\n\tGlenn, of course, didn't hear it. He was at ground zero, hearing his name chanted by the crowd. He looked around at the crazed, cheering faces and smiled. He didn't want to understand why, all of a sudden, he felt good.\n\n\tAimee and Alphonse were anxious to catch up with Glenn and Axel as they headed for the locker room. The mienshao smiled and thew her arms around Glenn. \"That was fantastic,\" she told him. \"I know how hard it must have been to do that.\"\n\n\t\"Th-thank you, Mrs. Milson,\" he said, keeping his gaze locked on her smirking husband. \"I...don't like admitting it, but that was a bit intoxicating.\" \n\n\t\"Oh?\" The machop crossed his arms.\n\n\t\"It felt...good to have people cheering for me, even if it was a bunch of blood thirsty strangers.\" He smiled sheepishly. \"I had fun, and I think I did what I intended to do.\"\n\n\t\"Teach Tango a lesson in humility,\" Axel said. \"I still can't help but think-\"\n\n\t\"You threw the fight!\" The words, they all knew, came from the other side of the arena, where they had a second locker room so the fighters couldn't interact with their opponents until they got into the arena. \n\n\tGlenn would lead the charge as they bolted for the shouting. They arrived in time to see Victor get thrown against the hallway and Tango move in to wail on him. \"You threw the fucking fight, you useless-\"\n\n\t\"Tango!\" Axel shouted. \"What the hell are you doing?\"\n\n\t\"This little faggot threw the fight!\" He slammed the crying charmeleon in the face.\n\n\t\"Don't use that work,\" Glenn growled, stepping to the face the charizard down.\n\n\t\"Why? Are you a little faggot too?\"\n\n\tGlenn opened up with an inky orb to the charizard's chest. \"As a matter of fact, yes. I do enjoy the company of men.\"\n\n\tTango caught himself, shaking off the stun. \"Seriously?\" There was a tense moment, before Tango caught sight of Alphonse and Aimee. \"...okay, not the best choice of words.\"\n\n\tAlphonse frowned. \"What the fuck were you thinking, Tango? This is your brother. So what if he threw the match.\" He put two of his hands on Glenn's shoulders. \"The way your reacting is the very reason Glenn agreed to fight.\"\n\n\tGlenn pulled away. \"You're too much like Axel, Tango. At least he's trying to grow up.\" He knelt down by Victor. \"Vic?\"\n\n\tThe battered charmeleon howled his rage and sprang up, gashing Tango's side. The larger lizard fell to the ground, his younger brother looming over his shocked figure. \"I don't want to be you!\" He kicked Tango in his new wound. \"I wanna earn my titles, in the way I want to. I don't want to be your shadow.\" He kicked him twice more, before Glenn pulled him away. \"Dammit, Tango, I'm not a monster.\" He broke the mightyena's grip and ran.\n\n\tAlphonse went to check on Tango. \"I'm not going to sanction you. Victor just did that.\" He looked up at Glenn. \"Go. He needs someone who understands him.\"\n\n\t\"Check the roof,\" Tango said. \"I don't understand it, but he wanted to know where the roof hatches were when we got here.\"\n\n\t“And you showed him.” Aimee frowned. \"Let me see your wound. Don't squirm.\"\n\n\t\"Go, Aurock,\" Tango growled. \"I...\"\n\n\t\"You fucked up, Tango,\" Glenn growled as he passed him. \"He gets hurt, it's on your head.\"\n\n\tThe roof access was easy to find. The dome towered high above him as he stepped onto the tar roof. \"Victor?\" Glenn called out. He listened, his ears picking up the pained sniffles that answered. \"Victor, it's Glenn. I wanna talk.\"\n\n\t\"You're gonna call me a fag, too?\" The response was laced with pain.\n\n\t\"I'd have to hate myself pretty badly if I wanted to.\" He passed by a couple of ducts, finding the charmeleon laying on the blacktop. \"How can I help?\"\n\n\tHe passed an angry glare. \"I don't need help.\"\n\n\t\"You tore your brother's side off. Kicked the shit out of him. You lost your temper because some asshole was doing his best to antagonize you.\" His voice quivered, a mix of nerves and his own pain hitting him hard. \"I've been there. My fight ended me in the hospital. I almost got arrested.\"\n\n\tVictor sat up. \"...I remember hearing about that. Tango...he said that you Aurocks were weak and that was proof.\"\n\n\tHe smirked. \"Tango didn't know about my schooling until the match tonight, if I understood his surprise correctly. Besides, the cops knew what was going on.\" He held his hand out to him. \"I'm not contagious.\"\n\n\tThere was a shake in the clawed hand as he took it. \"You really are into guys?\" Glenn nodded. \"...I've always wondered...\" his sentence trailed off.\n\n\t\"I guess living with your brother, you never got to explore that aspect of life?\" Victor blushed and nodded sheepishly. \"It is not something you should consider lightly. It took me a while to realize my 'rebelling' against my father's wishes to find a blond to fuck was an honest preference.\" He sat down and shut his eyes. \"You gonna be okay?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah.\" He let go and laid back. \"I was honest with what I said in the hallway. I don't want to be like him.\"\n\n\t\"I never said you were or that you wanted to.\"\n\n\t\"I was going to ask for a contract regardless of the results tonight. Don't know if they'll give me one, though.\" He smiled. \"Maybe we can have an exhibition if I can get established. You know, an honest fight for honest fighters.\"\n\n\tGlenn chuckled. \"We did set an interesting precedent in there, didn't we?\" He shook his head. \"There's not going to be an another exhibition.\"\n\n\t\"Not interested in fighting?\"\n\n\t\"That's true...but far from what I meant.\" Victor looked at him. \"Mr. Milson has been grasping at every straw he can find to get me to sign a contract.\"\n\n\t\"You gonna take it?\"\n\n\t\"I figure that I can only do so much as a locker monkey. Besides, someone's gotta keep you on your toes.\"\n\n\tVictor laughed. \"You've got a good heart, Glenn. It's been an honor to meet you.\"\n\n\t\"Well, get used to it. I'm gonna be annoyingly here for a little while, at least.\" He stretched and laid down beside the charmeleon. \"Ya know, beneath some of the bitterest rivalries, there is a mutual respect, even friendships.\"\n\n\tVictor slid a little closer. \"They don't have to be bitter.\"\n\n\tHe smiled. \"I know.\" He shut his eyes. \"Lord knows I do.\"\n\nEnd\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Brothers

A PCL-Fuschia story by Micah Weil

\tGlenn wasn't one to be late to anything. Classes, work, engagements...he was always there early. It made Axel wonder if he was backing out. Dante was content to watch him wonder this back and forth in their locker room. It was humorous; Axel would have gone out there by himself under normal circumstances. "He's not going to put any of the work we did with him in the trash," the houndour warned. "I'll kill him if he does."

\tIt was true; Glenn wouldn't have wasted all that time to train if he was going to bail. It still bothered him. "What could be keeping him?" Axel whined. "The event starts in five, and we go on in seven!"

\t"Did he tell you what he was wearing?"

\t"His old school battle uniform. Why?"

\t"The two year old one?" He leaned back in his seat and watched the mightyena work the idea over. Gears ground to life as it hit him.

\t"...that'll fit him weird." He sighed, pressing his face into his palms. “I'm not nervous! I swear it!”

\t“Couldn't tell.” Glenn's voice echoed the same glee Dante was getting out of seeing Axel panic. The older brother turned to face his junior. He was trimmed up, excess fur either brushed flat or trimmed out right. He was, in fact, wearing his school uniform, which was clearly been altered. So were the four figures standing behind him. “Are you ready to go?”

\tAxel looked past him. “Bringing the team? I thought this was a two-on-two.”

\tJoshua was the first one to laugh. “We're here to show support, dumbass.” There was a murmur of agreement amongst the others. “Our captain's doin' this for you. This is the least that we can do for him.”

\tDante laughed. “Makes me wonder if they have one in your size, Ax.”

\t“I doubt it,” Axel responded.

\t“Well,” Glenn said. “I hate to burst your bubble-”

\t“Go fuck yourself with a cacturne, Glenn.”

\tThere was a definite thirst for blood amongst the masses. The crowd milled anxiously down below the announcer's box. From that perch, the pair in suits could see everything. The chatot, green suit and head plumage slicked back, sat down on the right side of the booth, away from his blue suited loudred companion. They both watched the clock as the final seconds ticked down. “It's showtime, buddy,” the Chatot said gleefully. The loudred waited until the final second ticked past, opened up the announcer's booth window, smirked, and blew his nose.

\tThe sound echoed out from his speaker-like ears and over the arena. The crowd shifted from a tizzy into a roar as the night started, nearly drowning out the loudspeakers. "Gooooood evening Fuschia dome!" the chatot said, his words reaching the audience via microphone. "The PokeCombat League wishes to welcome you to another hard hitting action. I am Chet Alister and, as always, I am here with my mic-less wonder, Andy Miliston. Andy, what do we have for the fans tonight?"

\tThe loudred leaned in the open window. "Well, Chet, we have one of our newest additions to the exhibition league circuit, the Sibling Scrap, officiated tonight by one of our favorite referees, Mr. Jensen." They watched as a hitmonlee in a pair of long black slacks and a black and white striped shirt stepped into the center of the arena. "Tonight, we see if it runs in the family. Our veteran fighters will be teaming up with their brothers or sisters, younger or older, for a special tag team match."

\t"Much anticipated, as the huge crowd shows." The simple observation elicited a cheer from below. "The rules are fairly simple: single KO, 'no holds bar' rule is in effect. If one sibling goes down, their team is out. No moves that are banned by the league come into play. That means we will not be seeing anyone using Toxic, Guillotine, or wrecking the arena with a Fissure or Sheer Cold. Other than that, we're looking forward to a fantastic evening.”

\tThe doors to one side exploded open at those words. A figure familiar to the fans stomped out into the light. The charizard spread his wings and let out a fiery roar, charging the crowd's frenzy. "And that, kids," Andy pointed out. "Is the sound of the first match. Here comes crowd favorite, Tango!" Tango roared again and stomped towards the arena. "Three time heavy weight champion for Fuchsia, two time participant in the Indigo Free-for-all for Kanto, and survivor of the Multi-region Meltdown, Tango is always a favorite that needs little introduction."

\t"And he makes us do it every time."

\t"Right you are." They turned their attention to the charmeleon following behind. He wore clothes similar to Tango: a pair of green camo slacks, a light green tank top, and a green jacket. "And following behind him is his brother and partner for this match, Victor." The charmeleon winced and slunk into step behind his brother.

\t"It's our understanding that Tango has been grooming his brother to take his place in the league. This battle is just the start of a very promising career. Especially if he takes after his brother." They watched as the brothers hoisted themselves into the arena. "With such a strong showing for the first match, pity to the pair that has to face them."

\tA single bass riff, played off of a recording over the sound systems, filled the air. "And that sound can only mean one thing," Andy proclaimed, rising to his feet in his own excitement. "This is a match only Arceus could pick himself." The crowd flew into a frenzy, drowning out the music as the doors opened. Out walked the leather jacket, the jeans, and the attitude that the mightyena was known for. "Axel Aurock, one time middle weight champion and bitter rival to the fearsome lizard." The mightyena let go of a piercing howl and charged the mat, leaping over the ropes. He crossed his arms and waited. The crowd's excitement started to die down as he stood there, smiling and staring down the charizard. “Who do you think will be joining him tonight? Lionel? Baron?”

\t"Neither," Chet said simply. He watched the doors as five figures exited. “I don't believe it. Andy, am I seeing this correctly?” Indeed, he was. All five were garbed in the similar outfits, each designed for their unique frames and shapes.

\t“You are, indeed. This is what it's all about, Chet! This marks the first time we will have a Pokemon Combat Academy graduate fighting in our arena, so it only makes sense that his team comes out to show their pride and support. Ladies and Gentlemen, I am truly honored to introduce to you, Glenn Aurock!” The crowd roared as Glenn exchanged hugs and handshakes before climbing into the arena.

\t"This is going to be a phenomenal fight. The kids at the PCA are trained by some of the best; they truly are a cut above the rest. Tonight, it's brute force versus strategy.” He sat back down. “I swear, this excitement is going to do me in.”

\t“We don't want that. Who else is going to call the plays?”

\t“Speaking of which, it appears that the referee is going to lay the rules out for them now.”

\tAndy's assumption couldn't be any further from the truth. The fighters already knew the rules; this was their stare down time. "So you decided to show," Tango mocked. "Hey, your funeral." He chuckled darkly, knowing that usually ate at Axel's ego.

\tWith Glenn there, he knew better to fed into it. "So you think," he said calmly. He looked over at Victor, who's to be discreetly uncomfortable with the situation was falling on its face. "Shoulda taught your brother there the finer art of pre-match smacktalk."

\t"Like they taught your brother at that sissy school of his?" He looked past him towards Glenn. "Didn't know you were a grad, towel boy."

\t"You didn't ask," Glenn growled. "Thought, feel free to direct all questions to my adviser." He stepped forward and presented the lizard with a single finger salute, one that drew a wild round of laughter and applause, as well as comments from the announcer's box.

\tTango was amused. "You got balls, kid. Must be a family thing." He stepped forward, leaning down to look Glenn in the eyes. "I am still gonna tear you and your brother apart."

\tThe close range staredown was brought to a halt by the ref's foot. "Now now," he warned. "Save it for the arena. Vets up first, newbies off the mat until you are tagged in." Tango grunted and turned with his brother for their corner.

\t"You ready for this, Glenn?" Axel asked.

\t"Dante's a good teacher," Glenn remarked. "We can handle this." He turned for the ropes. "Just keep with our plan."

\t"I just hope you can survive his hits if it comes down to it."

\tThe ring was quite large, big enough to accommodate such larger fighters like Tango. It reminded Glenn vaguely of the arenas they used at the PCA, save for the ropes. The ropes were all important for the league. They kept the fight from spilling out into the audience; special internals let them absorb flame and energy, while the outside made vines and ice slide right off. Glenn stood outside of them, leaning on the turnbuckles that kept them in place. Across the arena, behind the posing and primping Tango, was Victor.

\tThe charmeleon looked miserable. His gaze went everywhere but into the ring. He winced at the sights and sounds of the crowd. With each glance he passed, he tried to slink deeper and deeper into his own jacket. "You okay, Vic?" Glenn asked himself. "You look like you're miserable." He leaned on the metal pole. Victor's glance turned towards him. For a brief moment, their gaze met.

\tIn that one glance, Glenn learned everything. Victor was in pain. It wasn't physical. He knew that pain personally, the hurt of your family rejecting you for what you were.

\tThey both jumped back once Tango let loose. He sprayed fire across the arena, forging Axel to leap into the air. The mightyena sailed over the fire and swung his foot around. The charizard grabbed the foot and slammed Axel into the ground. While the crowd roared with delight, Axel held his hands up. Tango let go of the foot as the shadowy orb slammed into his chin. He tumbled away and sprung to his feet. "Gotcha, Tango!" Axel taunted. "You're gonna lose. How do you think your sponsors are going to react to that?"

\tTango glared at him and opened his mouth. Nothing but sparks came out of his mouth. The ploy had worked; the thought of his sponsors abandoning him was tormenting him into screwing up. Axel laughed and rolled his shoulders. "What are you doing, Auorck?" the behemoth bellowed.

\t"A couple of things my brother taught me." He laughed, and slid towards the charizard. "C'mon. Hit me." The charizard snarled and tried to run his claws against Axel's face. The mightyena feinted out of the way, slugging him as he swayed and played the fool. It was all a play to set Tango off. "Oh no! The big lizard hit me!" He said it loud enough that the first few rows of audience began to laugh.

\tTango's anger flared. "I will fucking kill you!" He tried to dart forward to grab his opponent. In his rage, however, he failed to notice a snag in the mat; he stumbled and went crashing to the floor. The crowd laughed and cheered.

\t"This one's for Glenn." Axel clasped his hands together and launched himself into the air. He raised his hands up above his head. Everyone held their breath as he sent his balled up hands hurtling towards the charizard. The resulting wave of energy struck the downed lizard, the remainder striking the ropes. The crowd howled as Tango swiped Axel away and got to his feet. A small trickle of blood oozed down his face. "Call it quits, Tango."

\t"Good idea." He swung his tail around, igniting the mat to cover his retreat. Axel backed up, letting the fire burn itself out. Tango grabbed his brother by the collar and tossed him in. "Take him out." He climbed over and tended to his nose.

\t"Glenn!" Axel raced over to their corner. "You-"

\tGlenn grabbed his hand and hoisted himself over the ropes. "I'm up, I know." Axel hopped the turnbuckle and stepped back.

\tThe flames were easily extinguished with the cast of a dark pulse. Glenn assumed a neutral stance as he faced his opponent. Victor was no longer uncomfortable; he wore a look of determination. Glenn nodded a little bit. Victor was a showman first. He understood: the combat leagues were as much style as they were skill. "You look tough," he said, his tone calm.

\t"Don't think your dirty tricks will affect me," Victor retorted.

\t"I was just being honest." He adopted a defensive stance and started to advance. Victor took a deep breath and opened his mouth. The mightyena suddenly bolted forward and dropped into a slide, gliding under the blast of fire and underneath the charmeleon. Before he could even react, Glenn popped up and slid an arm under his, locking the arm into an uncomfortable Half Nelson. "You're not a fighter."

\tHis blunt statement caught Victor off guard. "Wh-what? No...I am a fighter."

\tGlenn tightened his grip on him. "Your body language before the fight. This is making you uncomfortable." Victor slammed back against him, forcing him to let go. Both on stepped away from each other, both going on the defensive.

\t"No. I want this." He went on the offensive, slashing at Glenn. The crowd cheered approvingly.

\tHe brought his arms up to deflect the blow. "Not like this." He slammed his shoulder into him, moving in to grapple.

\tVictor caught his balance quickly and met him, threading his own grasp into the mightyena's. "...you're right." He tried to squeeze the mightyena. "You don't want to fight either, do you?"

\t"I hate it," he said. "I think this is one of the worst things in the world." He slammed his palm into his opponent's chest, knocking him back with a pulse.

\tHe caught himself and resumed his defensive stance. "Then why fight me?"

\t"I was hoping to fight your brother. Try and teach him some goddamn humility." He started to circle the charmeleon and fired off a couple of quick, easily blocked punches. "Kick his ass and let him know-"

\t"That he's a brute." Victor stood up straight. "That was you that blasted him that night."

\t"I've been there, Vic. I've had that happen. Nobody should have to endure that." Victor smiled softly. Glenn relaxed his stance a little bit. "Vic?"

\t"Glenn, was it?" He rolled his shoulders and roared. The crowd went wild; such theatrics were always appreciated. Glenn watched as the charmeleon charged at him, arm back and ready to deliver a heavy, possibly match ending slash with those claws of his. It took Glenn little time to realize that Victor was leaving himself open. The fight needed to end now, he thought.

\tGlenn pulled his hand back and focused. As soon as Victor was in slashing range, he punched him as hard as he could. The blow connected, sending the charmeleon flying across the arena. He hit the turnbuckle by Axel and crumpled on the mat.

\tThe hitmonlee strode over to check on him. Within a few seconds, he stood up and raised his hand. "Victor has been knocked out. The winners are team Aurock!"

\t"What a blow!" Chet cried out. "With a well placed blow on Glenn's part and Victor goes down. Team Aurock wins! Team Aurock wins!" The crowd screamed their delight with the victory, rising from their seats. "What a fight. I guess it goes to show you what the PokeCombat Academy teaches their students."

\tAndy chuckled. "It's not the only thing they taught Glenn." Glenn had motioned for Athena and Jessica to climb into the ring. The kangaskhan pulled a first aid kit from her pouch as Jessica righted the charmeleon. "It appears two of his teammates are trained in first aid."

\t"Wonder what that means about their record in school." They watched as Glenn helped Victor to his feet, looping the lizard's arm over his shoulders, and helped him out of the ring. "That, ladies and gentlemen, is one of the finest acts of sportsmanship I have seen in this arena in a long time. Glenn, here's to you, and we hope to see you in the ring again."

\tGlenn, of course, didn't hear it. He was at ground zero, hearing his name chanted by the crowd. He looked around at the crazed, cheering faces and smiled. He didn't want to understand why, all of a sudden, he felt good.

\tAimee and Alphonse were anxious to catch up with Glenn and Axel as they headed for the locker room. The mienshao smiled and thew her arms around Glenn. "That was fantastic," she told him. "I know how hard it must have been to do that."

\t"Th-thank you, Mrs. Milson," he said, keeping his gaze locked on her smirking husband. "I...don't like admitting it, but that was a bit intoxicating."

\t"Oh?" The machop crossed his arms.

\t"It felt...good to have people cheering for me, even if it was a bunch of blood thirsty strangers." He smiled sheepishly. "I had fun, and I think I did what I intended to do."

\t"Teach Tango a lesson in humility," Axel said. "I still can't help but think-"

\t"You threw the fight!" The words, they all knew, came from the other side of the arena, where they had a second locker room so the fighters couldn't interact with their opponents until they got into the arena.

\tGlenn would lead the charge as they bolted for the shouting. They arrived in time to see Victor get thrown against the hallway and Tango move in to wail on him. "You threw the fucking fight, you useless-"

\t"Tango!" Axel shouted. "What the hell are you doing?"

\t"This little faggot threw the fight!" He slammed the crying charmeleon in the face.

\t"Don't use that work," Glenn growled, stepping to the face the charizard down.

\t"Why? Are you a little faggot too?"

\tGlenn opened up with an inky orb to the charizard's chest. "As a matter of fact, yes. I do enjoy the company of men."

\tTango caught himself, shaking off the stun. "Seriously?" There was a tense moment, before Tango caught sight of Alphonse and Aimee. "...okay, not the best choice of words."

\tAlphonse frowned. "What the fuck were you thinking, Tango? This is your brother. So what if he threw the match." He put two of his hands on Glenn's shoulders. "The way your reacting is the very reason Glenn agreed to fight."

\tGlenn pulled away. "You're too much like Axel, Tango. At least he's trying to grow up." He knelt down by Victor. "Vic?"

\tThe battered charmeleon howled his rage and sprang up, gashing Tango's side. The larger lizard fell to the ground, his younger brother looming over his shocked figure. "I don't want to be you!" He kicked Tango in his new wound. "I wanna earn my titles, in the way I want to. I don't want to be your shadow." He kicked him twice more, before Glenn pulled him away. "Dammit, Tango, I'm not a monster." He broke the mightyena's grip and ran.

\tAlphonse went to check on Tango. "I'm not going to sanction you. Victor just did that." He looked up at Glenn. "Go. He needs someone who understands him."

\t"Check the roof," Tango said. "I don't understand it, but he wanted to know where the roof hatches were when we got here."

\t“And you showed him.” Aimee frowned. "Let me see your wound. Don't squirm."

\t"Go, Aurock," Tango growled. "I..."

\t"You fucked up, Tango," Glenn growled as he passed him. "He gets hurt, it's on your head."

\tThe roof access was easy to find. The dome towered high above him as he stepped onto the tar roof. "Victor?" Glenn called out. He listened, his ears picking up the pained sniffles that answered. "Victor, it's Glenn. I wanna talk."

\t"You're gonna call me a fag, too?" The response was laced with pain.

\t"I'd have to hate myself pretty badly if I wanted to." He passed by a couple of ducts, finding the charmeleon laying on the blacktop. "How can I help?"

\tHe passed an angry glare. "I don't need help."

\t"You tore your brother's side off. Kicked the shit out of him. You lost your temper because some asshole was doing his best to antagonize you." His voice quivered, a mix of nerves and his own pain hitting him hard. "I've been there. My fight ended me in the hospital. I almost got arrested."

\tVictor sat up. "...I remember hearing about that. Tango...he said that you Aurocks were weak and that was proof."

\tHe smirked. "Tango didn't know about my schooling until the match tonight, if I understood his surprise correctly. Besides, the cops knew what was going on." He held his hand out to him. "I'm not contagious."

\tThere was a shake in the clawed hand as he took it. "You really are into guys?" Glenn nodded. "...I've always wondered..." his sentence trailed off.

\t"I guess living with your brother, you never got to explore that aspect of life?" Victor blushed and nodded sheepishly. "It is not something you should consider lightly. It took me a while to realize my 'rebelling' against my father's wishes to find a blond to fuck was an honest preference." He sat down and shut his eyes. "You gonna be okay?"

\t"Yeah." He let go and laid back. "I was honest with what I said in the hallway. I don't want to be like him."

\t"I never said you were or that you wanted to."

\t"I was going to ask for a contract regardless of the results tonight. Don't know if they'll give me one, though." He smiled. "Maybe we can have an exhibition if I can get established. You know, an honest fight for honest fighters."

\tGlenn chuckled. "We did set an interesting precedent in there, didn't we?" He shook his head. "There's not going to be an another exhibition."

\t"Not interested in fighting?"

\t"That's true...but far from what I meant." Victor looked at him. "Mr. Milson has been grasping at every straw he can find to get me to sign a contract."

\t"You gonna take it?"

\t"I figure that I can only do so much as a locker monkey. Besides, someone's gotta keep you on your toes."

\tVictor laughed. "You've got a good heart, Glenn. It's been an honor to meet you."

\t"Well, get used to it. I'm gonna be annoyingly here for a little while, at least." He stretched and laid down beside the charmeleon. "Ya know, beneath some of the bitterest rivalries, there is a mutual respect, even friendships."

\tVictor slid a little closer. "They don't have to be bitter."

\tHe smiled. "I know." He shut his eyes. "Lord knows I do."

End

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