;330; This is my first ever one shot, but I’m putting all I know into it. Well, here it is, Final Choice.
I climbed higher up the tower. The silence was unnerving, but I had chose to do this, and I wasn’t going to back down from the challenge. I had done everything I could think of to prepare, even met what awaited me at the top. But in honesty, I knew it meant nothing. My brown hair shook with every stop, and I often found myself collapsing from the strain of the sheer amount of climbing. But still I continued.
The Pokemon left me alone, their eyes, glowing red from the shadows, followed me with every step. It was as if they knew that they wouldn’t be able to stop me, but resented the fact. I finally saw some light. I sighed a deep sigh of relief. The top was near, and the battle was immanent. What was I in for was a question I had asked myself every step. I finally came to the top of the stairs.
I brushed the dust from my black tracksuit top and bottoms. If anyone had seen me, they would have been shocked at how calm I appeared. But you can’t judge the book by it’s cover, and you certainly couldn’t have told what I was feeling by looking at me. Inside, my stomach was doing back flips, every voice in my head telling me to go back. But my heart told me to continue. I looked over the edge of the tower.
Even though from as high up as I was she appeared as a tiny speck, I knew she was down there, waiting. Her hair tied back into an eruption-like pony tail, a tight T-shirt with a fire symbol on it, and equally tight jeans, to some she would appear trashy, but to me she was perfect. She had supported me since my gym battle with her, and she still stood by me, even though I was facing the ultimate opponent.
I turned back to face the creature I was about to battle. It’s black form was curled up, and it was in a blissful sleep. It seemed a shame to wake it up at the time, but I knew that it had to be done, or more I thought that it had to be done, because I could have turned back, and left the sacred creature to it’s rest. But I didn’t. I drew out a black ball with a yellow “u” on top. It opened, and in a flash of light, my newest Pokemon appeared. It howled, raising it’s orange muzzle. It then growled, revealing row upon row of sharp white teeth. The dragon stirred at the howl, and opened it’s deep black and yellow eyes. The drowsy expression on it’s face instantly changed to a battle ready glare.
I let out a swift command, and thus the battle commenced! My Houndoom raised his demon like tail, opened his orange muzzle and released a stream of flames. The dragon smirked. It didn’t even bother to move, it simply let the attack hit, and then brushed itself arrogantly. It then attacked, opening it’s red-lined mouth and unleashed an almost identical attack, except nearly four times the size of my Houndoom’s flamethrower. Houndoom just managed to dodge it, but found itself hanging on to the edge with it’s small black paws. It let out a whine, and I returned him. I was stupid to have used him first. I had only just finished training him up, and was nowhere near the strength of my more experienced allies. I knew what I had to do.
I decided to save time, and switched to my first Pokemon. It had been with me since the beginning, and it was going to be with me at the end. I pulled out a small, worn out red poke ball, and it opened almost instantaneously, revealing my best friend, and brother in battle. A sandstorm began as my friend shook his light green wings. With another beat, he was in the air, his small black eyes staring into the black dragon’s yellow eyes from behind the orange capsules that protected them. His light green and blue banded tail hung out behind him, waving as he prepared to attack. Without even me saying a word, he raised his small green hand, and it burst into flames, before he swiped at the black dragon’s face with the three, now flaming, claws on each of his fingers. It was so fast that the dragon couldn’t avoid it, and it clutched the red marks on it’s face. It was now mad, an it did exactly as I had foreseen. It’s body glowed with a fiery red aura, and it’s pupil’s narrowed. The infamous Outrage attack. The black dragon charged at my Flygon, teeth and claws bared.
My Flygon darted around, almost having his light blue antennae ripped of his head by the attack. The black dragon turned around, and charged once more. This time, both myself and Flygon were in perfect synchrony. I commanded, and he obeyed, and a blue energy sphere formed in his mouth, as he prepared to counter the strongest dragon attack with the strongest Pokemon attack. Flygon continued to avoid the charges, by inches each time, as he charged the ball. On the fifth charge, he unleashed an immense orange beam from his small fanged mouth, and it struck the black dragon in the spot where the three red claw marks still glowed. The dragon was knocked back, and it collapsed. Flygon smiled, as I pulled out a purple poke ball with a white “m” on the front, and two purple hemispheres on the top. I threw it at the dragon. The creature was sucked up in a starry red light, and I knew it was over. Flygon landed beside me, as my heart beat went faster and faster, the pressure rising with each shake of the Master ball. It finally let out a ping, and I sighed with relief.
I picked it up, my Flygon gazing over my shoulder. Then something happened. The skies turned black, and the earth shook. Torrents of rain fell, as beams of sunlight broke through. And then I realised the key factor of the balance of the titans that I had put to rest now slept inside my Master ball. The storm died down and the sun returned to normal, but I knew that every so often, they would return, and they may last less time and they may last a longer time. I also knew they would alter Hoenn forever. And I was left with one final choice. Keep the dragon, and become known as the greatest trainer of all time, but alter Hoenn, and possibly the entire world, forever. Or release him, and one day be reduced to a forgotten memory lost in an ancient archive. The subconscious fear of all humans, to be forgotten, kept telling me to keep the dragon imprisoned. But I walked once more to the edge of the tower and looked down to the girl I loved. I made my choice.
I pulled out a small red device with a poke ball style scanner, and pointed it towards my Master ball. With a small victory tune, I registered the Pokemon as having been captured by me, and then I did what needed to do. I opened the purple ball, and the dragon appeared in front of me, glaring at me with anger, clearly enraged over it’s capture. I merely showed it the Master ball, the placed it on the floor, as it’s glare changed to a look of confusion, then to a smile, as I crushed the ball under my foot. I nodded towards it smiling, as it nodded back, before turning around and flying off with a joyful roar. I turned to Flygon, who lowered himself so I could climb on top, and we flew to the base of the tower.
My love hugged me when I got off Flygon, and we shared a short kiss before we climbed back on Flygon. She questioned whether I had done it, and a pointed towards my belt. She patted me on the shoulder as she noticed the lack of a Master ball. I smiled, then showed her my pokedex. Her frown changed to a smile, as a robotic voice read out
“Rayquaza, the Sky High Pokemon. First registered capture: Today, 5 minutes ago. Current status, released, today, 2 minutes ago.”
I climbed higher up the tower. The silence was unnerving, but I had chose to do this, and I wasn’t going to back down from the challenge. I had done everything I could think of to prepare, even met what awaited me at the top. But in honesty, I knew it meant nothing. My brown hair shook with every stop, and I often found myself collapsing from the strain of the sheer amount of climbing. But still I continued.
The Pokemon left me alone, their eyes, glowing red from the shadows, followed me with every step. It was as if they knew that they wouldn’t be able to stop me, but resented the fact. I finally saw some light. I sighed a deep sigh of relief. The top was near, and the battle was immanent. What was I in for was a question I had asked myself every step. I finally came to the top of the stairs.
I brushed the dust from my black tracksuit top and bottoms. If anyone had seen me, they would have been shocked at how calm I appeared. But you can’t judge the book by it’s cover, and you certainly couldn’t have told what I was feeling by looking at me. Inside, my stomach was doing back flips, every voice in my head telling me to go back. But my heart told me to continue. I looked over the edge of the tower.
Even though from as high up as I was she appeared as a tiny speck, I knew she was down there, waiting. Her hair tied back into an eruption-like pony tail, a tight T-shirt with a fire symbol on it, and equally tight jeans, to some she would appear trashy, but to me she was perfect. She had supported me since my gym battle with her, and she still stood by me, even though I was facing the ultimate opponent.
I turned back to face the creature I was about to battle. It’s black form was curled up, and it was in a blissful sleep. It seemed a shame to wake it up at the time, but I knew that it had to be done, or more I thought that it had to be done, because I could have turned back, and left the sacred creature to it’s rest. But I didn’t. I drew out a black ball with a yellow “u” on top. It opened, and in a flash of light, my newest Pokemon appeared. It howled, raising it’s orange muzzle. It then growled, revealing row upon row of sharp white teeth. The dragon stirred at the howl, and opened it’s deep black and yellow eyes. The drowsy expression on it’s face instantly changed to a battle ready glare.
I let out a swift command, and thus the battle commenced! My Houndoom raised his demon like tail, opened his orange muzzle and released a stream of flames. The dragon smirked. It didn’t even bother to move, it simply let the attack hit, and then brushed itself arrogantly. It then attacked, opening it’s red-lined mouth and unleashed an almost identical attack, except nearly four times the size of my Houndoom’s flamethrower. Houndoom just managed to dodge it, but found itself hanging on to the edge with it’s small black paws. It let out a whine, and I returned him. I was stupid to have used him first. I had only just finished training him up, and was nowhere near the strength of my more experienced allies. I knew what I had to do.
I decided to save time, and switched to my first Pokemon. It had been with me since the beginning, and it was going to be with me at the end. I pulled out a small, worn out red poke ball, and it opened almost instantaneously, revealing my best friend, and brother in battle. A sandstorm began as my friend shook his light green wings. With another beat, he was in the air, his small black eyes staring into the black dragon’s yellow eyes from behind the orange capsules that protected them. His light green and blue banded tail hung out behind him, waving as he prepared to attack. Without even me saying a word, he raised his small green hand, and it burst into flames, before he swiped at the black dragon’s face with the three, now flaming, claws on each of his fingers. It was so fast that the dragon couldn’t avoid it, and it clutched the red marks on it’s face. It was now mad, an it did exactly as I had foreseen. It’s body glowed with a fiery red aura, and it’s pupil’s narrowed. The infamous Outrage attack. The black dragon charged at my Flygon, teeth and claws bared.
My Flygon darted around, almost having his light blue antennae ripped of his head by the attack. The black dragon turned around, and charged once more. This time, both myself and Flygon were in perfect synchrony. I commanded, and he obeyed, and a blue energy sphere formed in his mouth, as he prepared to counter the strongest dragon attack with the strongest Pokemon attack. Flygon continued to avoid the charges, by inches each time, as he charged the ball. On the fifth charge, he unleashed an immense orange beam from his small fanged mouth, and it struck the black dragon in the spot where the three red claw marks still glowed. The dragon was knocked back, and it collapsed. Flygon smiled, as I pulled out a purple poke ball with a white “m” on the front, and two purple hemispheres on the top. I threw it at the dragon. The creature was sucked up in a starry red light, and I knew it was over. Flygon landed beside me, as my heart beat went faster and faster, the pressure rising with each shake of the Master ball. It finally let out a ping, and I sighed with relief.
I picked it up, my Flygon gazing over my shoulder. Then something happened. The skies turned black, and the earth shook. Torrents of rain fell, as beams of sunlight broke through. And then I realised the key factor of the balance of the titans that I had put to rest now slept inside my Master ball. The storm died down and the sun returned to normal, but I knew that every so often, they would return, and they may last less time and they may last a longer time. I also knew they would alter Hoenn forever. And I was left with one final choice. Keep the dragon, and become known as the greatest trainer of all time, but alter Hoenn, and possibly the entire world, forever. Or release him, and one day be reduced to a forgotten memory lost in an ancient archive. The subconscious fear of all humans, to be forgotten, kept telling me to keep the dragon imprisoned. But I walked once more to the edge of the tower and looked down to the girl I loved. I made my choice.
I pulled out a small red device with a poke ball style scanner, and pointed it towards my Master ball. With a small victory tune, I registered the Pokemon as having been captured by me, and then I did what needed to do. I opened the purple ball, and the dragon appeared in front of me, glaring at me with anger, clearly enraged over it’s capture. I merely showed it the Master ball, the placed it on the floor, as it’s glare changed to a look of confusion, then to a smile, as I crushed the ball under my foot. I nodded towards it smiling, as it nodded back, before turning around and flying off with a joyful roar. I turned to Flygon, who lowered himself so I could climb on top, and we flew to the base of the tower.
My love hugged me when I got off Flygon, and we shared a short kiss before we climbed back on Flygon. She questioned whether I had done it, and a pointed towards my belt. She patted me on the shoulder as she noticed the lack of a Master ball. I smiled, then showed her my pokedex. Her frown changed to a smile, as a robotic voice read out
“Rayquaza, the Sky High Pokemon. First registered capture: Today, 5 minutes ago. Current status, released, today, 2 minutes ago.”
. And I love how it was a Shiny Rayquaza, that was awesome! While I don't like the whole releasing part, I understand why he did it, and ultimately he made the right choice. This one-shot is great. Seeya Shiny Flygon.