No, literally.
Incineroar was going after Young Aladar (Esr Aladar), but ended up running into Older Aladar (Toagz/Etns Aladar) instead. And that Aladar isn't having any of his shit.

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'He's nearby, I can feel it.' Incineroar thought as he trudged through the allyway of the unknown town he was in.

He had managed to separate Aladar and Solgaleo by leading Aladar into a dimension pocket that he had found, and all he needed to do was get rid of him, then Solgaleo would be ripe for the picking.

"Come on out Aladar~" He called, his voice smooth and sensual. "You know I'm a busy man. Let's just make this quick."

"You calle- Wah?!"

That voice came from behind him, and the feline grinned as he saw the Zangoose.

"Coming to me willingly huh?" The fire-type chimed. "That was unexpected."

"Unexpected?" Aladar replied. "What the hell are you? I've never seen a pokemon like you before."

'Playing dumb won't work here, little Zangoose~' He thought. "Oh, have you forgotten about me already? You wound me Al."

That said, he walked up to the younger male and grasped his chin.

To his surprise though, the Zangoose fired arrows out of nowhere, pinning him to a wall.

"Okay, what the hell was that?" The Zangoose before him asked. "Who are you, and why are you such a creep?"

"Wha- What is this arte? I've never seen you use it before."

Incineroar looked at Aladar, who seemed to be just as confused he was, despite being rather annoyed.

"Arte?" Aladar repeated. "What the hell is an arte? This is just one of my moves. Or is that just another way you say it? Nevermind, that doesn't matter. Who are you, and how do you even know me?"

Before the feline could answer, he quickly saw someone run from behind one of the dumpsters.

It was another Aladar, one in a tuxedo.

The one he was looking for.

'What are the odds?' He thought. 'This dimension has an Aladar too...'

He chuckled.

"Sorry, it seems I've mistaken you for someone else." He purred. "Now, if you would kindly let me down, I have things to do."

"Haha, no." The T-shirt clathed Aladar replied. "You haven't told me a thing, and I can tell that you're a real creep just by the way you look."

Well, in the Zangoose's defense, he was shirtless, chasing someone at night.

Once again, he chuckled.

"You can't run forever Aladar." He said, clearly not to the Aladar before him. "I'll get you. You're the only thing standing between me and a dead Solgaleo."

"Fine, you keep being creepy." The Zangoose replied, pulling out a device that looked similar to a phone. "You've earned yourself a trip to the Swords of Justice."

Art:  dashthefox