Pyro nodded, then clicked his claws together, nervous. *um... its not just the Beedril.*

Nettle raised a brow. "I beg your pardon?" he inquired, tilting his head slightly.

Pyro looked around, coughed, and said, *its not just the Beedril. Recently Ive been more... hostile. Not just to bug types. To pretty much everybody. And more recently, iv been blacking out, and when I come to, Im always have scratches and bite marks, and theres news of a crazed Charizard battling Pokemon.* He sighed. *i feel horrible, guilty, and like a Rockruff about to evolve, or a rampaging Tauros. Out of control.*

"Mmm....." Nettle glanced up at the canopy for an extended moment. "...I want you to battle me," He said finally. "If you are not too tired, that is," He added. "I am an experianced battler, so there is no need to worry about injuring me,"

Pyro but his lip. *are you sure? I dont want to go wild.*

Nettle kept his gaze. "I am not concerned,"

*alright.* Pyro moved to position himself in a fighting stance. *you go first.*

Nettle nodded to Thunder. "Please referee,"

With that, Nettle held both wings to the side, forming a sphere of dark matter, and launched it at Pyro. Shadow Ball, only he loosed the attack with an air of elegance, percision, and dignity, not what you would expect from a typical dark of ghost type.

Nettle was not typical.

(NO DUH)

Pyro cut through it with a Dragon Claw, then rushed forward and tried to Thunder Punch Nettle.

Nettle narrowed his eyes and extended Leaf Blade, locking it with Pyro's Thunder Punch. "Most impressive, lad." He thrust the Charizard away and glided back, Leaf Blade still ready. "Come lad,"