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Eternal Seraph V.2


This was a fic I posted a while ago but I got behind and lost interest after the third chapter. I found the first version while I was cleaning out my flash drive and read it over with a new interest and then decided to start it back up. I have added some description and corrected some mistakes, but the first three chapters and the prologue have remained relatively the same. I hope you enjoy.

This fic is rated PG-13 for blood, violence, and mild language.

Eternal Seraph

Prologue: The Gauntlet

Screams shook the underground stadium as the brown, human-like creature was taken towards the arena. It felt the familiar piercing of its skin by the needle and the flow of the fluids through its body as the humans finished their preparations and released it into the grand coliseum-like dome. Then, like it had done many times before, it let the powerful drug-induced rage consume it, losing all feeling and all memory of the moves and skills it had learned over the years.

Over the speakers, the announcer’s voice rang out like a thousand trumpets,” NOW OUR RETURNING CHAMPION, THE PISTON PUNCHING POKEMON, HITMONCHAN!!!!” The crowd roared as the human-like creature leaped out of its cage in a blind fury. “NOW, IT’S CHALLENGER, THE ARMOR POKEMON, TYRANITAR!!!!” Just like the Hitmonchan, this green dinosaur-like Pokemon rumbled out of its cage filled with an evident rage.

The Hitmonchan charged immediately towards its opponent with a look that could kill. Right as his piston punching opponent was upon him, Tyranitar brought his right claw down in a powerful slash. However, the Hitmonchan adeptly hopped back and brought its gloved fist into a powerful uppercut directly in the dinosaur-like Pokemon’s stomach, followed by a flurry of punches right in the same spot. Ignoring the pain, the Tyranitar brought its claw down with another slash, this time leaving a deep gash across the Hitmonchan’s chest.

Both of the Pokemon leaped away, signs of fatigue showing on both their faces, creeping past the mask of rage. The Hitmonchan sported a deep-red slash mark across its chest, and the Tyranitar had a crack in its armor right where the Hitmonchan had landed all of its punches, oozing a black liquid substance which seemed to be blood.

The crowd cheered loudly, its insatiable bloodlust not yet quenched. “OOH, WHAT A SHOW FOLKS! DON’T WORRY I’M SURE THERE’S MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM.”

Almost like that was their cue, both of the Pokemon charged towards each other in an artificial rage…

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Meanwhile, in a modern day castle on the outskirts of Celadon City, a beam of light pierced through the endless darkness of the office of the enigmatic Lord Saix.

“How’s the SWC coming along?”

“We are at about 50% completion Lord Saix, but we have yet to find an ample energy source.”

“I see, what of our other plans?”

“Well, we have just obtained the red and blue orbs; we have men stationed outside Ilex Forest and Millennium Valley; and our scientists are almost done deciphering the Old Sea Chart.”

“Very good, see to it that everything goes as planned.”

“Of course Lord Saix. Now, I beg your leave.”

“Fine, do as you will.”


Sorry about the double post but I have finished editing Chatper one.

Chapter 1: New Beginnings

It was a beautiful day in the middle of March; a crisp cool breeze flowed through the air the sun shined off the morning dew like a rainbow. In the quiet village of Pallet Town a new journey was about to begin.


“I’m up, I’m up. What’s the hurry? I don’t have to be at Oak’s for another hour,” a teenage boy, about fourteen years old groggily rolled out of his bed, pushing his medium long brown hair out of his eyes.

“Something horrible has happened. Hurry up and turn on your T.V. to channel seven!” his mom said with a hint of urgency in her voice.

“You got it.” Maverick grabbed the remote lying on the floor next to his bed and pressed the Power button as the T.V. sparked to life.

A very professional-looking female reporter stood with a microphone outside what Maverick recognized as Professor Oak’s Pokemon lab, “We’re coming to you live from Pallet Town where the illustrious Professor Oak has just recently been kidnapped along with one of the three Kanto starter Pokemon. He normally gives out these rare Pokemon to teenagers wishing to start their journeys as trainers. Our sources tell us that two of the three children that were supposed to start out on their journeys today left prior to the kidnapping. As for the third, it is unknown if he or she will even go on to take the Gym Leader Challenge. Back to you Tom…”

“You’ve gotta be friggin’ kidding me! I’ve been looking forward to this my entire life! Why now?!” the boy exclaimed.

His mom subsequently strode up into his room, a pretty woman in her mid 30’s wearing a pink flowery blouse covered by a white apron; she obviously had been cooking something as she still had a pair of oven mitts on. “Don’t you think you’re being a little selfish?” she asked, “What about Professor Oak?”

“Screw Professor Oak! Now I’ll never be a trainer, I bet Raven and Ivy are long gone by now,” he retorted.

“Honey, I realize that you’re upset, but that is no reason to be so rude. Ivy and Jeremy are probably worried sick about their grandfather. Now get dressed and come down here, you have someone here to see you.”

“Alright, alright. I’ll be right down.” Maverick pulled on his slightly baggy blue jeans and fastened the intricately-designed silver buckle on his black belt. He then proceeded to grab his plain black t-shirt and black shoes with three white stripes running down either side. Running out of the room, he snatched his silver chain, put it on his neck, and ran down the stairs.

A tall nerdy looking man stood in the doorway. He was wearing a white lab coat over a light blue collared shirt, brown dress pants, and thick half-moon glasses. He had a brown tuft of hair sitting atop his egg shaped head.

“Hello you must be Maverick; I’m Professor Elm from Johto. I’m an old friend of Professor Oak. I’m assuming you heard what has happened.” the researcher stated.

“Yeah, I heard, and let me tell you it sucks big time. I was supposed to leave today.”

“Yes about that, I would like for you to come by Professor Oak’s lab with me. Of course if it’s alright with your mother,” he said turning towards Mrs. Fiura.

“Of course, I was expecting him to leave forever today; it doesn’t matter if he’s away for a couple hours.”

“Alright then, now Maverick would you come with me please?”

“Sure,” he replied, obviously still steamed about not being able to leave.

The pair strode outside into the cool spring day, shielding their eyes from the bright morning sun. They soon started walking through the enormous cluster of people crowded outside the hilltop laboratory where Professor Oak and his grandson and assistant Jeremy do all of their groundbreaking research.

“Wow, I didn’t know that this many people even knew the Professor,” Maverick said in awe.

“Professor Oak is well known throughout every region, it is not a surprise that all of these people are gathered here,” Elm replied, “I wouldn’t be surprised if some of them are all the way from Orre or even Sinnoh.”

A burly police officer stood in front of the door, “Ah, Professor Elm, I heard you’d be coming by. And who would this be?” he asked, pointing his large index finger towards Maverick.

Before Maverick could open his mouth to speak, Professor Elm interrupted him, “This is Maverick Fiura, he is the third child that was supposed to start the Gym Leader Challenge today.”

“Ah yes, Jeremy was looking for you, go on in,” he motioned to another cop on the inside of the glass doors who pressed a red button as the doors slid open.

Almost immediately as they stepped in, a young man about Maverick’s age wearing a lab coat similar to that of Professor Elm ran up and greeted them, “Maverick, how’s it going? I see you’ve met Professor Elm, he’s an old friend of my grandpa’s.”

“So I’ve heard,” Maverick replied, the anger that had laced his voice earlier was now gone with the sight of his friend. “Listen Jeremy, I’m really sorry about what happened. I wish there was something I could do.”

“Thank you, but you know I believe there is something you can do to help us. You see, we’ve come to the assumption that Grandpa was abducted by one of the two criminal organizations that have risen since the disbandment of Team Rocket four years ago. You might have heard of them, they call themselves Neo Genesis and Team Insanus, they each have their own separate wicked goals and must be stopped.”

“Well what does this have to do with me?” Maverick asked puzzled.

“You see we were hoping that you, my sister, and Raven could try to rescue my grandpa and try to stop these two ‘teams’ while you’re all on your journeys.”

“Alright, first of all I’m not even going on a journey because whoever abducted Professor Oak also took the last starter Pokemon. Secondly even if I did get a starter we wouldn’t even stand a chance against one of their weakest members,” Maverick replied, some of the franticness from earlier returning to his voice.

Professor Elm intruded upon the conversation, “You see that’s where I come in my dear boy. Although the Professor’s Charmander was stolen, I brought a Fire Pokemon of my own with me. You probably do not know this, but my specialty as a professor is Pokemon eggs and what we call ‘Baby’ Pokemon. I’d like you to meet your first Pokemon: Magby.”

He grabbed a red and white Pokeball from his right-hand pocket and tossed it into the air. The ball exploded in a flash of white light, releasing a small red Pokemon with a short tail, tiny white claws, a yellow underbelly, and a yellow tube-like mouth. It let out a soft cry and looked happily at Maverick, “Magby, mag.”

“Wow a Magby! But wait a minute; I thought according to international law you weren’t allowed to bring Pokemon from one region to another they aren’t native to unless you have a special permit.”

“Well, you’re only half right. You see Magby evolves into Magmar which is a native Pokemon to the Kanto region found in the Cinnabar Volcano. Thus it is perfectly legal to own a Magby in Kanto,” Jeremy replied in a tone which seemed to say, “I’m so much smarter than you.”

“Okay I get that now, but what about the whole "us stopping the bad guys by ourselves" thing, I seriously don’t see that happening anytime soon.”

“We understand that completely, that’s why we want you, Raven, and Ivy to still continue your journey and battle them only when they cross your path. It’s not like we’re just gonna throw three inexperienced trainers right out into the fray like that.”

“Alright, looks like I’m going to be leaving anyway, so what will I need?”

“Well, first of all you’re going to need a couple Pokeballs to use,” Professor Elm said, pulling five red and white balls out of a nearby box and handing them to Maverick, along with the one that was, until recently, holding Magby.

“Next, you’ll need a Pokedex,” he then took a red, rectangular-shaped device off of the table, “it’ll keep track of every Pokemon you’ve ever seen or owned. This button here will show you the moves of the Pokemon you have with you, this one will show you what Pokemon are found in the current area you’re in, and this one will give you information on any Pokemon you point it towards.” Elm showed Maverick all of the different functions of the device by pressing the multicolored buttons that covered its red surface.

“Next thing you’ll need is a trainer ID; I believe Professor Oak already had one made for you.” He rummaged through a pile of papers and pulled out a small object, “Here we are.” Maverick glanced down at the card that Elm now held in his hand, it had an ID number as well as a picture Maverick recognized as his school picture from the past year. It also had a barcode running across the top that Maverick deduced was for buying things, almost like a credit card.

“Finally you’ll need a Pokenav so we can keep in touch with you, Raven, and Ivy in case we hear any news about Neo Genesis or Team Insanus.” Elm finished by pulling out a yellow device that was shaped like a large cell phone, “It has an e-mail function that uses the number on your trainer card as an address so you can keep in contact with other trainers. The lab’s address is already programmed in, as well as our personal numbers.”

Maverick looked at all of the things he had placed on the table in front of him, “But how are you going to keep in touch with Raven and Ivy if only I have a Pokenav?” he inquired.

“Well you see, you three are going to be traveling together,” replied Jeremy.

“What?! But Raven and Ivy left this morning, how am I supposed to catch up with them?”

“We contacted them at the Pokemon Center in Viridian City, it turns out they were already traveling together, and they said they’d wait for you to get there.”

“Alright, but how the heck am I supposed to carry all this junk?” Maverick asked motioning towards the mess of things that lay on the table.

“I believe I have something for that,” Professor Elm pulled out a grey messenger bag from among his things, “in here you can keep any kind of items like Potions, Antidotes, or whatever, along with extra Pokeballs. The Pokenav and Pokeballs you already have can be clipped onto your belt and the Pokedex you can just stick in your pocket. If there’s anything else just let us know.”

Maverick hesitated for a moment and then replied, “No, I think I’m good to go. Are you ready Magby?”

“Magby, mag,”

“Alright we’re off,” Maverick slid the Pokedex into his pocket, clipped the Pokenav and Pokeballs onto his belt, flung the bag over his shoulder, and started towards the exit of the room, Magby at his heels.

“Wait! Maverick, I’d like you to have this,” Jeremy said, stopping Maverick in his tracks. He walked up to Maverick and slid an earpiece into his hand, “This is a Pokecommunicator or Pokecom for short. It allows you to talk with your Pokemon, my grandpa and I just invented it, and we gave a pair to Ivy and Raven already.”

“Thanks Jeremy, and I’ll find your grandpa, no matter what. Let’s go for real this time Magby!”

And so began a new journey…
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Shadow Lucario

Lone Vanguard
That is a very good first Chapter. I think this is gonna go far. I like the whole Pokecom item it is very original though most people say that if you and your Pokemon trust each other a whole lot you can understand them but it is still a cool item can't wait for more Chapters!

Shadow Lucario


Thanks for the review, Shadow Lucario. I have seen something similar to a Pokecom used in many different fics but I believe the whole 'trust' thing is used even more so I decided on using the earpiece.

As for the chapters, the next two will probably come within the next week because they are already written. After that there will be a regular interval of about 5-7 days inbetween chapters maybe more depending on the length. Trust me, no matter how far and few inbetween the chapters are, I am deternmined not to let this fic die.



I'm sorry once again for the double post but I just finished editing the second chapter.

Chapter 2: Friends New and Old

The springtime sun glared down upon the lush, green, grass of Route 1, a crisp breeze flowed through the air. A perfect day for traveling, thought a young brown haired trainer, a small fire-type Pokemon known as Magby trailing by his side. This was Maverick Fiura, a relative stranger to the world of a Pokemon trainer. He had just recently started his Pokemon journey and was traveling to Viridian City to meet up with his friends: Ivy Rose and Raven Valentine.

“I wonder if this Pokecom thing really works,” he said aloud while looking down at the earpiece in his hand. He shoved the strange object into his left ear and felt a weird sensation ripple down his spine, shaken a bit he traveled along his path.

<I really wanna battle, can we battle? …It’s not like you can understand me anyway…> an annoyed voice spoke out.

“We’ll battle as soon as we find some wild Pokemon or somethin’ like that, don’t worry about it,” Maverick replied to the voice. Then, realizing that the voice had come from his Magby, Maverick spun violently around, a look of surprise on his face, “Did you just say that?!”

<Yeah I did, so what…Wait! You understood what I said?!> the tiny magma Pokemon exclaimed.

“Wow, I guess this Pokecom thing really does work, cool.”

Suddenly, a small bird Pokemon flew out of the sky, it had brown and white creamy feathers, a pink beak, and black rings around its eyes. The Pokemon let out a high pitched scream, “Piiiiidgeeey.”

<Holy disgruntled birds Batman, it’s a Pidgey,> Magby yelled.

“You’re right! Wait, Batman?! Anyway, let’s battle it!”

<Oh, yeah! … What should I do?>

“Umm, well I was hoping you would know,” Maverick said in a slightly distressed tone. Before they could react, the Pidgey came in for a full body tackle, ramming into Magby with great force.

“What should we do now?”

<Use your Pokedethingy.>

“Oh, okay,” Maverick took the red rectangular device out of his pocket and pressed a big blue button, aiming the receiver at Magby. The screen displayed a list of different attacks and moves that were available to the little Pokemon. Finding the first one he could, Maverick yelled out an attack, “Use Ember.”

<You got it.> Magby opened his tube-shaped mouth wide and let loose a spray of red hot pellets towards the tiny bird, burning it in many places and almost instantly fainting it.

“Well that was ridiculously easy,” Maverick said, nearly in a state of shock.

<It was only a Pidgey, it shouldn’t have been that hard to begin with,> Magby said sarcastically.

“Eh, I guess you’re right.” The pair had numerous battles much like that one, some against Pidgey, some against small purple rodents known as Rattatta, and every so often one against another type of bird known as Spearow, until finally…

“Viridian City! We’re finally here. Well we might as well head to the Pokemon Center and get you all healed up. Plus, Jeremy said Ivy and Raven would be there too,” Maverick said, turning towards his small Pokemon partner.

Both of them strutted into town like they owned the place, cocky from all of their easy victories against the extremely weak Pokemon of Route 1. They then walked right up to a large white building with a red roof. On the front of the building there was a pair of sliding glass doors right next to a sign that read P.C., obviously standing for Pokemon Center. Maverick pressed the red button next to the sign and the doors slid open, revealing a vast majority of trainers tending to hurt or injured Pokemon. A quick survey of his surroundings told Maverick that most of the trainers there were young kids wearing shorts looking after Rattata.

Walking right up to the front desk and the pink-haired nurse that worked there, Maverick tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around sharply and said in a very polite tone, “Hello I’m Nurse Joy and welcome to the Viridian City Pokemon Center. Might I ask your name?”

“Hey I’m Maverick. I just got here from Pallet Town; do you think I could rent a room and leave my Pokemon here for the night as well?”

“Well sure you can rent a room, but thanks to modern technology it shouldn’t take us an entire night to heal your Pokemon. It should take only up to ten minutes.”

“Wow thanks.” Maverick said, handing her Magby’s Pokeball, “well as long as I’m waiting I might as well find Raven and Ivy. Now where could they be…?”

After looking around the Pokemon hospital for about five minutes until a loud female voice exclaimed, “Maverick!” making everyone in the Center jump and turn towards the doors.

Standing there was a girl about Maverick’s age and just a hair taller. She had a very “outdoorsy” look; she wore a pair of brown cargo pants, hiking boots, a black tank top covered by a red windbreaker, and a green belt with small pockets for carrying items. The girl also wore a red headband that covered her forehead and a large portion of her brown hair. Along side her strode a small dinosaur Pokemon with a green bulb on its back called Bulbasaur, and there was also a Pidgey much like the ones that Maverick saw on Route 1 perched on her shoulder.

“Hey, what’s up?” a boy the same age but about two inches taller than the girl was leaning up against the wall behind her. He sported navy sweatpants, white running shoes, a silver vest covering a plain red t-shirt, and a black sports bag which hung off of both his shoulders. Next to him was a small blue turtle Pokemon known as Squirtle attempting to lean up against the wall as he was, but to no avail as his shell got in the way and instead fell flat on his back.

Laughing slightly at what he had just seen, Maverick greeted his old friends, “Raven, Ivy, how’s it goin’?”

“It’s been goin’ great!” an overly ecstatic Ivy answered.

“It’s been a living hell,” Raven added silently while flipping his namesake raven colored hair out of his eyes.

“What was that?!”

“Nothing,” Raven replied hastily, “so Maverick, I guess we’ll be traveling together, just make sure to watch out for psycho chick over here,” he added nodding towards Ivy.

“Raven, all three of us have known each other since we were like two, I know how erm… outgoing she can be.”

“Hello, I’m right here!” Ivy exclaimed.

“Raven do you hear something?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he replied smiling.

“Alright, you know what? Screw you guys! We’re leaving, come on Venus,” Ivy said in an annoyed tone. Sticking her tongue out, she turned her heel and started to walk away.

<Yeah> the Bulbusaur at her feet said following her out the door.

“Ivy, wait. You know we were just kidding. Besides, Jeremy told us to travel together; you don’t want to upset your big brother, now do you?” Maverick said with an undertone of panic and sarcasm in his voice.

“You’re right. How would I have even gotten that far without you big strong men to protect me?” Ivy replied, saying the last bit in a very sarcastic tone.

“Um excuse me, Mr. Maverick? Your Magby is ready,” Nurse Joy said coming almost out of nowhere.

“What the? Oh, thank you,” he replied, taking the red and white Pokeball from her hands and placing it on his belt.

“Oh, I almost forgot. Maverick, I’d like to introduce you to Ace my Pidgey, and Venus my Bulbasaur,” Ivy said proudly.

<Hey!> Venus exclaimed in almost the exact same tone as Ivy, while her Pidgey remained silent.

“Oh great, that’s just what we need, another Ivy.”

“<Hey what’s that supposed to mean?!>” trainer and Pokemon exclaimed in unison.

“Nothing! So anyway, why Venus? I don’t think planets have anything to do with grass Pokemon.”

“Not the planet stupid, the plant, the Venus flytrap? You know, beautiful but deadly?”

“Oh, okay. So Raven, did you nickname your Pokemon?”

“No I personally think nicknames are kind of stupid, this is Squirtle… just Squirtle.”

“Yeah, I agree. Speaking of, I’d like you meet Magby!” Maverick unclipped his single Pokeball from his belt a tossed it into the air. The sphere exploded in a burst of light, revealing the small magma Pokemon.

<Hello Viridian City!> he exclaimed, and then turned his attention to the newcomers. <Who are these punks?>

“Magby, these are Ivy, Raven, Venus, Ace, and Squirtle,” Maverick said, pointing to each one of them in turn, “they’ll be traveling with us from now on.”

<Oh…> then turning to Squirtle, he said enthusiastically, <I bet you ten bucks I can beat you in a battle!>

Speaking for the first time, he said <Buzz off loser.> Then, turning to Raven, he asked with a very innocent tone, <Why are all of your friends idiots?>

<Whatdidyoujustsay?> Magby replied hastily, combining about five words into one.

Before a fight could break out, the three trainers returned their Pokemon to their respective Pokeballs.

“Well I rented a room for the night,” Maverick said, breaking the silence, “until then I guess we could explore the town a bit.”

“Sounds like a plan!” Ivy yelled, shoving her fist in the air.

“This is gonna be a long journey…” Maverick and Raven said in unison.

The threesome traveled around town going from store to store, stopping every two seconds so Ivy could try something on or check out some jewelry just so she could let it be and not buy it. When they reached the edge of town near the Viridian Forest, they ran into a very…strange old man who wouldn’t let them pass by.

As soon as they came into sight, he began ranting furiously, “Where’s my coffee? Hello Johnny, how was school today? I said I wanted onions on my pizza, ONIONS!”

A young girl was with him, trying her best to calm him down, but to no avail. “Hello, I’m Tara and this grandfather Aaron. I apologize for his behavior, you see his third wife just left him and he went to the bar, and kinda had too much to drink. He should be fine by morning so if you need to pass through, then you’re going to have to wait, once again I apologize.”

The three of them just stood there staring in awe of just how drunk the poor man was until Maverick broke the silence, “Don’t worry, we weren’t planning on leaving ‘till tomorrow anyway. Come on guys, let’s go.”

As they were walking away Ivy was the first one to speak, “That guy was really drunk wasn’t he?”

“I think I speak for all of us when I say: No, Really?” Raven replied, “So anyway, Maverick, you wanna head back to the Pokemon Center, or what?”

“Well, I was hoping we could check out the Indigo Plateau first before heading back if that’s alright with you guys.”

“Sure why not? How about you Ivy?”

“Okay whatever,” she replied, still steamed about Raven’s earlier comment.

“Alright let’s go.” The trio started heading to the western part of town, passing by more stores which Maverick had to pry Ivy away from, some fields of grass, and eventually a lake. Until finally, about the time that dusk had fallen, they approached a monolithic building with glass sliding doors much like that of the Pokemon Center, except these ones had a picture of a Pokeball on them. On either side of the doors there was a white pillar, and on one of them there was a sign that read:

Welcome trainers all to the pinnacle of all your hard work and training.
From this point on, only those with all eight official Indigo League Badges may pass.
The road ahead is a test of all the skills that you’ve learned over the course of your journey.
Good luck as you pass beyond the road of victory.

“Looks like we can’t get in since we don’t have all of the badges, or any badges for that matter,” Maverick said, disappointed.

“Oh well,” Ivy said, “We saw it, so can we go back now? I really gotta go.”

“Fine, fine, just hold it in won’tcha?”

As the three of them were setting off, Maverick noticed something very odd, “Hold on, I think I just saw something in the water.” Looking closer, Maverick noticed a red claw sticking above the surface of the clear blue lake, “What’s that thing in the middle of the lake over there?”

“Maybe it’s a Pokemon,” Raven suggested.

“Well, there’s only one way to find out,” Maverick threw Magby’s Pokeball high up into the air. “Go Magby!” The baby Pokemon appeared in the normal flash of white light, ready and raring to go.

<What’s goin’ on?>

“Magby, do you see that red thing in the water over there?”


“Well I want you to hit that with an Ember attack.”

<You got it.>

A jet of orange, flaming pellets flew from Magby’s mouth and towards the strange object in the water, striking it and causing some of the surrounding water to vaporize. The steam revealed a small crab Pokemon which Maverick’s Pokedex revealed to be a Krabby.

The newly discovered Pokemon rushed towards the shore and began yelling, <Ouch, it burns! Help me! Help me!>

“Wow, a Krabby, I didn’t even know they lived around here… I’m gonna catch it!” Maverick exclaimed.

The Krabby seemed to have noticed their presence, as it now looked horrified, <Ahh! Don’t hurt me! Don’t hurt me!> the small crab exclaimed, hiding itself behind its claws.

Magby started getting a bit excited, pumping his fists in anticipation <Lemme at ‘im, Lemme at ‘im.>

But Maverick stopped him in his tracks, “Hold on buddy, I think he doesn’t want to fight right now.” He started bending down towards the Krabby, and looked him straight in the eyes, “I know you don’t want to fight, but would you like to join up with us anyway?”

He slowly nodded his head, <As long as you don’t hurt me, I’ll be fine.>

“Okay,” Maverick unclipped a red and white Pokeball from his belt and dropped it onto the little crab, absorbing him in a flash of red light. The ball shook three times before something Maverick could only describe as a ‘pinging’ noise was heard, signifying the capture of the Pokemon.

Maverick picked up the ball from off the ground and returned Magby to his. “And then there were two,” he said looking down at the Pokeballs in his hands and clipping them onto his belt.

Ivy was the first one to speak, “Maverick, it’s great how you caught a Krabby and all but…”

“Yes Ivy?”

“I really gotta go!”
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This is my final revised chapter. Chapter Four should be posted anywhere from next Friday to Sunday the first.

Chapter 3: The Tablet

The rain was coming down hard and the various Pokemon of the Ilex Forest were running to their various homes. Three figures stood outside a wooden shrine in the middle of the forest, they wore white jumpsuits with a picture of the Earth on the right-hand sleeve of each one. Two of them were wearing black helmets with white stripes running down the side while the other one was much larger than them and wore no helmet, revealing some short-cropped dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.

“Larxene, Zane, get into position,” the one without the helmet commanded.

“Yes sir, General Brian,” a male and female voice responded, almost robotically, from within the two helmets. The two of them moved silently to opposite sides of the shrine, Pokeballs in hand.

The large man known as General Brian then stared intensely at a watch he had strapped around his bulky wrist, “Three, two, one… Showtime.”

The shrine was engulfed in a faint green light which thickened and thickened as the seconds passed by and eventually burst out in a great flash, illuminating the whole forest for a few brief moments of brilliance. As the light retreated back to the wooden shrine, a small green Pokemon stood there; it had understanding blue eyes, green, grass-like ‘hair,’ and twin antennae sticking out of the front of its head. The small Pokemon hummed in a happy tone, until it noticed that it was being watched and looked around frantically.

It was too late; the three were upon it and chucking their Pokeballs violently towards the ground, resulting in a great flash of white light.

“Go Manectric!”

“Go Marshtomp!”

“Go Salamence!”

The three Pokemon surrounded the Guardian of Time known as Celebi. The one standing in front of the general was a large dragon with an extensive tail; long, powerful claws; and giant red wings, a sign of great wisdom and power for this species of Pokemon. This dragon however, was of a rare variety of Pokemon known by humans as ‘shiny’ Pokemon. You see, it was green in color instead of the regular light blue.

The Pokemon standing in front of the female agent named Larxene was a four-legged Pokemon with a blue body and yellow areas of spiky fur on the front paws and hind legs, as well as a yellow horn-like protrusion sticking out of its head. Its long muzzle resembled that of a dog’s and its tail stuck straight up in the air.

The final Pokemon standing in front of Zane was a small mud fish Pokemon with a light blue body, an orange underbelly and orange cheeks, and grey fins protruding from its head and legs. This Pokemon, despite the circumstances, was wearing a huge smile on its face.

“Alpha formation!” the general screamed.

Salamence began the assault by flying high up in the air averting Celebi’s gaze. While the legendary Pokemon was distracted, the Marshtomp wet the ground in front of it with a powerful jet of water and Manectric finished the combination by sending tiny tendrils of electricity through it. The tendrils grew and grew as they went along the path of water until they hit Celebi, paralyzing it on the spot. Then, Salamence followed up by shooting a jet of green flames towards Celebi from the air, doing massive damage to the small Pokemon and paralyzing it even further. Finally, the General took out a gold and silver ball from his pocket which bore the letters GS.

“You’re mine!” he exclaimed, hurling the strange ball at Celebi. The ball hit the Pokemon and absorbed it in a flash of golden light; it then proceeded to shake three times and made a ‘pinging’ noise, signifying the capture of the legendary Pokemon.

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Meanwhile, in another forest on the continent of Kanto, three trainers, one girl and two boys, were on their way to Pewter City. The girl looked as though she was having a very good time, and as for the two boys, they looked as though they had recently gone through hell, twice.

“Ivy, can we stop for a little bit? Maverick and I are beat.”

“Shut up and keep going Raven, we’re almost there,” Ivy replied. This statement was actually true, because after walking around the maze-like Viridian Forest for about four hours, the trio of new Pokemon trainers were almost to their destination.

Suddenly, a boy, about ten years of age, jumped out of the trees. He was wearing black shorts, a blue t-shirt, and a round, wicker hat. He immediately began talking, “Hey, I’m Jimmy, battle me!”

Maverick stepped up, seemingly reinvigorated, “Sure why not? Go Krabby!” He threw his red and white Pokeball into the air and it exploded in a flash of white light revealing a frightened crab-like Pokemon. This Pokemon was red with a white under belly and limbs as well as two red claws which were each about half the size of his body.

<Don’t hurt me!> the small Pokemon exclaimed while hiding behind Maverick’s leg.

“That’s kind of a scaredy cat Pokemon you have there now isn’t it buddy?” Jimmy said insultingly.

“Shut up short stuff,” Maverick retorted, highly annoyed by the fact that his Krabby was scared by anything that breathed. Well, if Krabby still isn’t gonna battle, then I’ll have to go with, “Magby! Come on out!” Similar to Krabby, the small magma Pokemon burst out of its Pokeball as Maverick threw it into the air.

<Autobots, roll out!> he exclaimed with much enthusiasm.

“Darn a fire Pokemon, oh well, go Weedle!” A small caterpillar-like bug Pokemon emerged from his Pokeball; it had a brown body, a large red nose, and a single white horn emerging from its head.

“Well this should be easy,” Maverick said confidently, “use Ember!”

Magby let loose a volley of orange, flaming pellets upon its opponent, hitting the Weedle with excessive force and sending it into an unconscious state.

Maverick and company strutted past the defeated trainer cockily, “Now if you’ll excuse us, let’s get the heck outta here.”

The group soon emerged from the dense forest and onto the road known as Route 3, Maverick and Raven gasping for breath while Ivy looked just fine. Raven was the first one to speak, “Finally, now can we head to the Pokemon Center? I’m dead tired and so is Maverick.”

“Okay fine,” Ivy replied, “let’s hurry up though, I wanna see the museum.”

Raven, Ivy, and Maverick entered Pewter City tired and beaten. They walked past grey houses, a bustling marketplace, and colorful flowers on their way to the red roofed, white building known as the Pokemon Center. Ivy burst through the double doors first and walked up to counter through the crowd of trainers.

“Hello, how may I help you today?” the nurse behind the counter asked in a cheerful tone.

“Hey! Me and my lazy friends over there want our Pokemon healed, okay?” Ivy demanded in an overly rude manner.

“Sure, now just let me see your Pokemon and it’ll take about ten minutes to finish,” the nurse replied, taking the trio’s Pokeballs.

“Alright! So guys, while we wait do you wanna go see the museum?” Ivy exclaimed, turning towards her friends in the process.

“No, let’s rest first,” the other two replied in unison.





They went on like this for about ten minutes until finally the nurse called out from behind the counter, “Excuse me, Ms. Ivy you’re Pokemon are ready.”

Ivy turned around with a stupefied look on her face, “Huh? Oh yeah, thanks.” She took the Pokeballs from the pink haired nurse and distributed them accordingly amongst herself and her two friends.

“Alright, let’s go to the museum.”

“No way, let’s head to the Gym first,” Raven replied, evidently annoyed.

“Raven, let’s just go so she’ll shut up,” Maverick interjected, sounding just as, if not more, annoyed.

“Thank you Maverick…Wait, what?!”

“Nothing let’s just go.”

The three headed towards the large concrete building in the back of town, it looked much like the entrance to the Pokemon League, with sliding glass doors and white pillars, except it was relatively smaller.

They walked in the double glass doors and looked around in awe at the exhibits; one in particular caught Maverick’s attention. It was a large sand stone tablet with engravings of people and Pokemon on it, only the people looked slightly disfigured. However, these ‘people’ are not what caught his eye; there was a person at the top of the tablet with three wings sprouting out of either side of his/her back. They had their arms outstretched towards the sky and light was pouring from their body onto the Pokemon and people below.

He stared in amazement at this great masterpiece when a man who apparently worked in the museum walked up and tapped him on the shoulder, “Excuse me sir, are you interested in this piece?”

“Yes, can you tell me what it is?” Maverick replied inquisitively.

“Of course,” the man said, pushing up his glasses, “are you familiar with the three theories of the creation of the world?”

“Yeah, there’s the Big Bang Theory, the Religious Theory, and the theory that the Legendary Pokemon created everything.”

“Yes, well this piece is homage to the third one you mentioned, you see the ones that believe in that theory believe that after the world was created, the legendaries created Pokemon and humans. However, the humans they created aren’t like the ones we are today, they believe that when humans were first created they had powers much like Pokemon. These humans are not called humans now, they are known by another name, Sugureta.

These Sugureta lived peacefully among the Pokemon, until one day, two Sugureta were born with power much greater than any other. They grew up like normal Sugureta; they were simply more powerful than everyone else. The one named Seraf is the one shown at the top of this; he had six ‘angel’ wings growing out of his back. The other one whose name was Daio had similar wings, only his were leathery and bat-like. Anyway, because of reasons unknown to today’s society, Daio grew up corrupted and evil, and one day, when he was powerful enough, he attacked the Legendaries in their sleep and imprisoned them, declaring himself ruler of the Earth.

The Sugureta and Pokemon teamed up to try and defeat him, but every attempt failed, so they turned to their only hope, Seraf. He fought Daio vigorously and, after a climactic battle, defeated him and freed the Legendaries from imprisonment, but the Legendaries now feared the same thing would happen again. So they started destroying all of the Sugureta and turning them into modern day humans. Seraf however, didn’t want his race to die out so he used the rest of his power to keep the spirit of the Sugureta alive, which is what’s depicted in this tablet.”

“Wow,” Maverick couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Super powered humans? It just made no sense to him, “So how come I’ve never heard of this?”

“Well, this belief was long discarded a while ago except for a select few who still believe in the Legendary Pokemon creating the world. Whether you know it or not, traces of this story and many more still exist to day.”

“Yeah, like what?”

“Like the two’s names for instance, Seraf has since evolved into the word ‘Seraph’ which is known as the highest form of angel. Daio on the other hand became ‘Daemon’ and eventually ‘Demon’.

“Man, I had no idea; there are so many questions I wanna ask…”

“Maverick come on let’s get outta here,” Maverick turned around to see Raven coming towards him pulling Ivy along by the wrist, “Ivy got in trouble with security.”

“What’d you do this time Ivy?”

“How was I supposed to know that you weren’t supposed to take the Pokemon fossils?” she said, looking extremely angry.

“Whatever, look let’s just go to the Gym,” Raven said impatiently.

“Okay, hold on,” Maverick turned back to thank the man that he had been talking to, but he was gone. “What the hell?”

“Hurry up Maverick!”

“Okay, I’m coming, I’m coming.”

The three of them walked out of the museum, Raven pulling Ivy along and Maverick trailing close behind, he took one last look at the tablet and muttered a word of appreciation, “Thanks.”

He then turned around and followed his friends out the door.


Chapter 4: Of Battles and Boulders

The Sugureta, what a strange concept. To think that once, a long time ago, people had powers just like Pokemon. And that one guy…Daio I think his name was…I wish I could fly like that.

An obnoxiously loud female voice rang out from within the torrent of thoughts like an over-sized brass bell, “Maverick! Pay attention!”

The aforementioned trainer shook his head and looked straight ahead, only to see a small boy clad in green from head to toe standing approximately one hundred feet away from him with a smirk on his face. In between the two trainers there was a small yellow creature rolled up into a ball, a trail of dust leading from the left side of its body to a small indent in one of the many boulders that littered the dirt covered stadium. He then noticed a cloud of dust hovering around another, as though something had recently smashed it. Once the dust settled, Maverick saw an upturned, red and white crab lying in a pile of rubble where the boulder had once stood.

The small boy, whose name Maverick now remembered as ‘Liam’, looked at him from across the battlefield and boastfully remarked on his recent victory. “You got lucky with Diglett, but there’s no way that you can beat Sandshrew here. Send out your next Pokemon!”

It was then that Maverick remembered what had happened since he had left the museum with Raven and Ivy. They had gone to the local gym and had found only a trio of small boys who called themselves ‘The Triplets’ despite the fact that they looked nothing alike. The three of them then explained that in order to face the leader of the gym, Brock, the trio of rookie trainers would have to defeat them first. Ivy and Raven had already defeated the first two, even though they were harder than they appeared, and he was next in line for battle. He had, like his opponent said, gotten lucky in the first battle, his Krabby had simply avoided Liam’s Diglett until the ground Pokemon was too exhausted to fight anymore.

“Krabby return,” Maverick removed a red and white Pokeball from his belt and pointed it towards the small crab Pokemon. A beam of red light shot out from the button on the front of the ball and absorbed Krabby into the Pokeball. Maverick then took the other Pokeball off and tossed it into the arena.

“Let’s see what you can do Magby,” the ball hit the ground and exploded in a flash of white light to reveal the small magma Pokemon jogging in place and looking very excited. Magby cried out in anticipation and pointed a small clawed finger towards the mouse Pokemon.

<It's gon' Rain!>

Liam then called out to his Sandshrew, “Alright, let’s start things off with another Rollout!” The mouse Pokemon rolled back into a ball and began to roll towards Magby, slowly gaining momentum as it went along.

Without even a command from Maverick, Magby jumped to the left, narrowly avoiding the yellow blur that was Sandshrew. Maverick pumped his fist in celebration and yelled out words of encouragement to his partner.

“Good job buddy! Now jump onto one of those boulders over there.” Magby nodded towards Maverick and leaped onto the nearest boulder.

Meanwhile, Raven turned to Ivy on the sidelines and nodded his head towards Maverick, “Here we go again; this battle’s over. I’ve seen that look before and this is just like those classes we took.” His mind then began to wander to memories of their first day of school the past year…

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They had just arrived for their final year in the voluntary Pokemon Trainer’s school and the three friends all headed towards their first class: Pokemon Battling. This was a special class that only students in their final year could take and it was always something to look forward to.

When they entered the classroom, the first thing that Raven had noticed was the monolithic machine that sat in the center. It took up about half the classroom and was covered in wires and flashing buttons which Raven was sure that he could never figure out even with his rather high I.Q. On either side of the machine were two Plexiglas-covered pods, one red and one blue, with silver helmets at the top of each and leather backrests. The most noticeable part of the machine was the four large LCD screens that wrapped around the top and faced all sides of the classroom. The rest of the room was covered with small desks and chairs, as well as the teacher’s desk at the head of the classroom in front of the blackboard.

Raven, Ivy, and Maverick took their seats and began to take out their books, all the while staring at the large machine. The bell rang to signify the beginning of class and any kids that were standing returned to their chairs and began to talk to their neighbors. Most conversations, including the one that was going on between Raven and Maverick, were about their teacher, or lack there of.

“Where do you think this guy is Raven?” Maverick inquired.

Raven replied hastily, “I don’t know, but supposedly he’s new so maybe he’s lost or somethin’.”

Right on cue, the door burst open and a very distressed-looking man hurried through the door and right to his desk where he dropped a ridiculous amount of papers and books which had, until then, covered his face. Once the documents were gone, he turned towards the class and Raven laid eyes on his new teacher for the first time.

He was a man in his early-to-mid twenties with relatively tanned skin, dressed in what seemed to be street clothes covered by a long, white lab coat. He wore a loose-fitting black shirt baring a light purple ‘X’ that ran from both of his shoulders down towards his hips. Over his legs he wore a pair of worn, blue jeans that also looked very loose. In fact, if it weren’t for the brown belt he wore, they probably would fall down over his white skate shoes. Because of the loose-fitting clothes, it was impossible to see what kind of shape he was really in, but he seemed relatively well built.

Their new teacher let loose a few pants, straightened up, rubbed the sweat from his brow, and began to speak in an upbeat voice that seemed fitting for someone Raven and Maverick’s age, not a professor.

“Hello students my name is Professor Spencer Sayoria but you can call me Professor Spence. I am here to teach you the art that is Pokemon battling. I am a pretty accomplished trainer myself; I have competed in both the Indigo League and the Sinnoh League. So I will try and pass on to you my special tips and tricks on Pokemon battling. Now, before we begin, are there any questions?”

Raven continued to study ‘Professor Spence’ as he began answering the questions of the rest of the class. He noticed that the Professor had rather long sandy-blonde hair which he wore in an almost ‘messy’ manner. He also sported a pair of metal-rimmed glasses that sat squarely on the bridge of his nose. The rest of his face sported rather proud features that seemed to glow in the fluorescent lighting of the classroom as well as sky blue eyes that sparkled.

“Excuse me Professor, what’s this machine for?” A small girl in the back of the class piped up and pointed towards the mammoth device.

“This, my dear, is a virtual simulator. This is how we will be battling in class,” the professor walked over to the ‘virtual simulator’ and pressed a large red button. There was a few beeping noises and the machine roared to life. The four screens all showed the same menu which read: ‘Welcome to the Pokemon battle simulator Version 6.87 please select your region, battlefield, and number of Pokemon.’ Professor Spence then scrolled through the menu and eventually selected the “rocky area: Kanto,” “one Pokemon,” and “knockout battle” options. The screens then shifted to a scene of an empty, rock-covered wasteland littered by small cracks and boulders. Across the top, bright red letters flashed the words: Please enter virtual reality pods.

The professor stepped forward and spoke out to the class, “Now I’m going to need two volunteers...”

Raven felt a sharp nudge on his left side and turned to see Maverick with his right hand lifted straight up in the air. Raven mirrored his friend’s motion and looked around the room. Literally everyone in the room had their hands in the air and was looking straight at Professor Spencer Sayoria as he looked back at the eager young faces, seemingly contemplating whom he should pick. He then pointed his fingers in the direction of Raven and his best friend Maverick. “You two come here.”

Much to the chagrin of their classmates, the two boys stood and walked up in front of their new teacher and he spoke the duo, “Now I want you two to go into those pods over there and put those helmets on.” The professor pointed at the two chambers and then walked over to what was evidently the control panel.

Maverick and Raven walked to the red and blue pods respectively, settled back in the leather (or at least a material that seemed like leather) interior, and slid the silver helmets onto their heads. Raven looked into the visor that extruded from the top of said helmets and saw the same image which was on the screens which encircled the top of the ridiculously large mechanism. The red words that had lined the top of the screen ever since the terms had been selected by the professor suddenly changed and now read: Prepare for Dive.

Among the whirring of machinery, the Professor’s voice rang out in the same tone he had addressed the class in earlier, “You two are about to participate in a virtual Pokemon battle. The Pokemon will be randomly selected from all of the Pokemon found within Kanto and will both be the same skill level. Their moves will be displayed on the right hand of the screen, but they will also recognize statements other than said moves so be as creative as you want.”

He said this last bit with an anticipatory glint in his eye and began pressing buttons on the control panel. A rather loud noise came from the machine and the Plexiglas doors closed on the potential trainers with a light hiss. The words on the screen began changing again as a pair of Pokemon materialized on the screen:




With the final command, the two Pokemon finished materializing and appeared before Raven on his visor alongside a vital readout and the moves for his Pokemon. This Pokemon, he realized, was about three feet in height, if not a bit taller. Its body was yellow and shaped like that of a shrew with a cream underbelly and muzzle. This particular Pokemon was ‘evolved’ which was shown by the several brown spikes jutting out from its back and a rather large pair of claws protruding from its paws. The Pokemon, Raven now remembered, was named Sandslash.

The Pokemon opposite from his looked like a small dinosaur that stood upright almost as high as Raven’s Sandslash. Its body was smooth and dark brown with a light peach underbelly. This peach color ran all the way from the bottom of its chest to the end of its rather short tail, which also sported a pair of small spikes. Its most distinguishing feature, however, was its head which was covered in a large, white skull made from the same hard bone as the club in its hand which resembled a humorous bone broken to a point. Raven looked into its blood red eyes and shivered, this was one of the scariest-looking Pokemon he’d ever had the displeasure of seeing, a Marowak.

Raven, knowing he had to act fast, scanned the list to the right of the screen and yelled out the first attack he saw, “Sandslash, start things off with a Rollout!”

His virtual Pokemon gave a slight nod and curled itself into a spike-covered ball. The shrew Pokemon then proceeded to roll towards Marowak, picking up momentum as it went along. Across the room, Maverick’s lips began moving and he gave his Pokemon a series of orders, none of which could be heard through the apparently soundproof Plexiglas.

Directly afterwards, Sandslash’s attack missed by a mile as the virtual Marowak leapt onto a nearby boulder and cocked its legs, ready to strike. In reaction to its obvious miss the brown and yellow blur turned on a dime and began rolling back towards the bone Pokemon even faster than previously. It was at this moment that, unbeknownst to Raven, a smirk slid across his opponent’s face.

Marowak followed up his previous maneuver by once again leaping in the air, this time even higher than before, and landed on the opposite side of the rolling shrew Pokemon. This time however, Raven noticed that something was missing. Marowak was no longer holding its bone. This realization was followed by his virtual Pokemon spinning violently out of control and smashing forcefully into a boulder, shattering it on contact.

With a gasp, he noticed what had just happened. While it jumped into the air, Maverick’s Marowak had jammed the sharp end of its club into the ground directly in the path of Sandslash. This had caused the shrew Pokemon to hit it and spin wildly out of control. Therefore, not only was Sandslash hurt, but from the vital readings on Raven’s screen, he saw that all of the wild spinning had left it very dizzy and confused.

Sandslash soon emerged from the pile of rubble, looking very dazed and tumbling around quite a bit. Marowak took this opportunity to charge headfirst towards the shrew and head butt it with such force that it crashed through another two boulders with such excessive force that it hurt Raven just to watch it.

When all the dust had settled, Sandslash was laying face-up in the dirt and red words were flashing across the screen:


The door to the chamber opened and the silver helmet was automatically lifted off of Raven’s head as he walked slowly back to his desk. The entire class was staring in awe at the screen and Professor Spence was clapping furiously, yelling out comments such as, “Bravo! Magnificent! I haven’t seen battling that good since I retired!!!”

Then Raven’s eyes caught Maverick’s which were glowing with excitement, his brown-haired friend simply shrugged and walked over to the professor who greeted him with a large pat on the back. “It looks like we have one hell of a battler here folks!”

That’s how it had gone for the rest of the year for them. Even though Raven still got the highest grades in the class, Maverick was always the best when it came to battling. He would come up with the most obscure strategies in the middle of battle and would always come out victorious, with Marowak at his side. (Ever since that battle, Professor Spence had allowed them to pick their Pokemon, Maverick always picked Marowak his ‘new favorite Pokemon’).

When asked about his uncanny success, Maverick would always reply with the same answer…

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“It just came to me.”

Maverick he walked towards the other side of the battlefield and stuck his hand out to shake with his much smaller opponent, jumping a boulder or two along the way. His Magby, looking very proud of itself, strode up next to him and leaned up against Maverick’s leg.

“Things like that don’t just come to you!” Liam exclaimed loudly, “How’d you know that that rock would make Sandshrew go out of control like that?!”

“Lucky guess.”

“Fine,” the small trainer, still steamed and not satisfied with the answer he had just received, grabbed Maverick’s hand and shook it ferociously.

“Brock’s through there,” both of the other ‘Triplets’ pointed to a dark passageway directly behind them and went away to go sulk with Liam.

“Alright!” Maverick screamed out with new enthusiasm and returned Magby to his respective Pokeball. He then strutted through the aforementioned passageway, followed closely by his two friends.

Ivy was the next to speak among them, “You know I feel like I’ve seen that battle before but I’m not entirely sure where…”

While she trailed off into a sea of thoughts, Maverick turned towards Raven and gave him a quick wink, which was replied to with a shrug and some muttering. Then, turning to Ivy, Maverick spoke in a tone that bordered on condescending, “I dunno, maybe you’re going crazy.”

Ivy’s face went red with anger and she began chasing Maverick down the passageway screaming, “I’LL KILL YOU!”

Raven simply shook his head and walked silently into the light at the end of the tunnel. This light soon expanded into a humungous stadium that looked quite similar to the one he had just battled on not too long ago, except on a much larger scale. The floor of the battlefield itself was covered in dirt and rocks, and every so often there was a rather large crag that cut across the sea of brown. The boulders in this stadium were much larger than the ones in the earlier one, each was about the size of Raven himself, and he was tall for his age. The most intimidating thing however, was the fact that the arena was surrounded by bleachers, each one absolutely filled to the brim with people screaming and yelling in anticipation of the battle to come.

As soon as this sight reached Ivy, her tantrum suddenly stopped and all of the color drained from her face. “Wow…”

Across the rocky battlefield stood someone who didn’t look that much older than the trio themselves. He had tan skin that contrasted almost perfectly with his spiky, dark brown hair that looked almost like the spikes on the back of a Sandslash. The young adult was wearing a forest-green shirt that was covered by a brown over shirt with an orange collar and rolled up sleeves. He also wore light brown cargo pants that fell right above a pair of brown hiking boots.

The youth looked across the battlefield with a pair of eyes that appeared to be permanently squinting and stared directly at the trio of trainers. He then spoke in a booming voice not fitting for someone his age.

“I’m Brock, welcome to my gym,” this statement was met with a roar from the crowd of people waiting for the battle to begin.

He pointed towards a machine that resembled the healing machines used in the Pokemon Center, “You may use that machine to heal your Pokemon, the first battle will begin directly after that. Each battle will be two-on-two and we will continue until one of us can no longer fight. While you prepare, decide who among you will go first. When you are ready, talk to the official.”

Raven gathered his friends, who, due to Ivy’s earlier rampage, were on opposite sides of him, and headed towards the healing machine. Once they were there, Raven took all five of their Pokeballs and placed them in five of the six slots in the machine. He then pressed a large green button on the left side of it and turned to his friends as the machine started beeping and whirring.

“So who’s going first?”

Almost immediately after Raven had asked, Maverick exclaimed, quite loudly, that he was: “Ready and rarin’ to go beat this spiky haired punk.”

This comment was met instantaneously with a smoothie from the crowd hitting him in the back of the head. This, in turn, was met by a certain finger on Maverick’s right hand and a string of certain four-lettered words.

After his Pokemon were finally healed and his dispute with a six-year-old (who had a rather large father) was over, Maverick walked onto the monolithic battlefield amongst a torrent of cheers and boos echoing from the crowd of hundreds. He quickly scanned the battlefield for things that he may use to his advantage, and then turned to the gym leader with a large smirk across his face.

Brock spoke authoritatively, “You’re first?”

Maverick gave a slight nod, unclipped a Pokeball from his belt, and tossed it onto the rocky battlefield, “Let’s see how you deal with Magby!”

The small magma Pokemon appeared in the normal flash of white light and pointed towards Brock, <Eat my shorts!>

Brock, wondering whether or not Magby wears shorts, let out a chuckle and tossed his own Pokeball onto the field. “Your fire Pokemon will be easy pickings for Geodude!”

Brock’s own Pokemon appeared in a similar flash of light and began floating a foot or two off of the ground.

Maverick simply stood there with a blank stare on his face for several moments, until… “It’s a rock…with arms…”

This description was actually true, if not a bit crude. His opponent was a floating rock Pokemon that was about one foot in diameter and appeared to be just another boulder with a face. The feature that most distinguished this Pokemon from the boulders, however, was definitely the arms that stuck out from either side of its body. These arms were both about the same length as Maverick’s own and were, just like the rest of its body, made of a russet-colored rock.

“You really shouldn’t judge simply on appearances…Geodude use rock throw!”

The rock Pokemon suddenly began picking up a variety of baseball-sized rocks and started hurling them towards Magby forcefully. None hit there mark however, as, due to Maverick’s instructions, the smaller Pokemon hid behind one of the many boulders that littered the field.

While the rocks pounded the much larger boulder, Maverick looked around at his options. Magby’s at the disadvantage here so I’ll just have to be creative…No problem whatsoever.

Maverick toned down his voice so only his Pokemon could hear him, “I want you to grab a rock and throw it up to distract him, and I’ll lead you from there.”

<You got it boss.>

Doing as he was told, Magby grabbed one of the rocks that Geodude had overthrown and tossed it high up in the air. This projectile diverted the rock Pokemon’s attention for only a moment… and that’s all the time that was needed.

“Now jump out from behind the boulder and hit ‘em in the eyes with an Ember attack!”

The small magma Pokemon leapt out from its hiding place and, within that moment of confusion, fired a barrage of orange, flaming pellets directly at Geodude’s body/head. By the time that Geodude or its trainer knew what was coming; Magby’s attack had hit the rock Pokemon squarely in the face, peppering its mouth and eyes with fire. Although it didn’t hurt Geodude’s body that much, the Ember attack had done quite some damage to its eyes.

<Graaaahhhh…> the first thing that Geodude had said the entire battle was a scream of agony.

Brock looked absolutely terrified, “Hey! That’s no way to fight!”

Maverick replied sharply with a malicious glint in his eye, “Whatever helps me win buddy! Magby, follow that up with a big Smog attack!”

<Al…Alright…> albeit hesitantly, Magby let loose a thick, musky smog that had a green and purple tinge to it. This haze encircled the entire other side of the battlefield and left Magby and Maverick’s side clear. The only thing that could be heard was the endless coughing and wheezing of their opponent.

When the smog cleared, Geodude had one hand over its overly-burned eyes and one over its mouth, from which it was profusely coughing. Brock ran out as fast as he could to his injured Pokemon and cradled it in his arms, “Don’t worry…I got you now.”

Then, turning his head up towards his opponent, the Gym Leader spoke, “I can’t fight anymore, so I will have to for…”

“I forfeit.”

Those were the only two words Maverick said before rushing out of the stadium to a chorus of boos and jeers. As he ran past his two friends he tossed them Krabby’s Pokeball and darted out of the room. It was then that Raven saw something that he had never seen from Maverick before…tears.

Ivy turned towards the crowd and spoke for the first time since entering the enormous room, “We’ll be right back…I’m really sorry…” She grabbed Magby from the battlefield and ran out of the building, along with Raven, to chase after their distraught friend.
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