Glorious

[Fishma]

Soo last time I wrote anything here my computer crashed and I forgot my password, soooo I've decided it is time to get over my writers block and write. Please give advice and rate =D

A Titian's Clash
PG-13/14

The world began to rise suddenly as I readjusted my belt. My hand numbly ran across my one pokeball as my stomach flew up into my chest. There was chanting and I could hear it! My heart began to pound with adrenaline and my palms became sweaty. I looked over at the brown haired boy beside me, his brown eyes blazed with excitement as our floor began to slow its ascent. For only being in his teens he could have easily passed off as being in his late twenties. He almost had a beard due to the fact that we have not been able to rest in about four days. His brown eyes pierced mine as we made our final preparations.

“You ready for this?” I choked on the words as I pronounced each syllable.

“I honestly don’t know, but we’ve come too far now to turn back.” He clenched his fist around an old looking pokeball. The red was slowly fading from the ball and the white was almost a light brown.

I pushed my blonde hair out of my face and adjusted my tuque so it was just right; I liked it when it dangled just off my head. I always knew that way I had an extra pokeball just in case I needed to raid the ‘emergency hat kit’.

The light was blinding as the floor stopped and we were on level ground. The room was so extremely loud, I could hardly make out the sound of my heart pounding. Nothing the crowd was yelling made any sense and everything came into my ears all fuzzy and disorganised. There was a mash of pastels from all the different coloured shirts in the crowds. Mostly everyone wore colours representing their home regions. I then noticed that my blue jeans and red and white shirt did not really suffice as a region colour. A sudden booming voice began to speak and all that could be heard was heard.

“In the Black Corner we have Sean O’Rourke and Conner Keaston!” His voice overpowered all the cheers and boos as he flew over towards the other corner. “In the White Corner we have Renan Boucher and Kyle Smith!” They both wore sweaters and jeans, Kyle had a white scar across his face. His black hair covered most of it.

Conner took a huge breath and then raised his hand and began to whisper something into the air. He lurched back and threw the ball it flew with a wicked intensity. It fluttered like a Beautifly and then exploded in a white light that blanketed a dark figure. A sudden roar was heard and the figure began to take shape into a huge orange dragon with a blazing tail.

They then in sequence cast out their balls to reveal an Elektross and a Forretress. The crowd began to cheer frantically as I threw my sweaty pokeball skywards. The ball then exploded and a Furret came tumbling out of the orb.

“Let the battle begin!” The referee yelled as he raised the green and red flag upwards.

With out a second to lose the opponents’ Elektross began to coat itself in an electrical field and started to charge right at Connor’s Charizard.

“Charizard use fly to dodge and then use flamethrower!” Charizard flew up and barley escaped the foe’s Pokémon and then launched a huge wave of fire, the fire got so intense I began to feel as if I was melting. Suddenly out of nowhere Forretress slammed into Charizard with a rapid spin.

“Furret use Dynamic Punch on Forretress!” Furret charged the foe and smashed it with a huge punch.

Forretress slid across the arena’s floor and tore up the tiles as it slid across and came to a halt right in front of his trainer. Forretress collected itself and began to spray fist sized spikes across the field. Charizard landed behind Elektross and his foot was impaled by one of the many spikes. He howled in pain and then was nailed by a huge volt of electricity.

“Charizard!” Conner yelled as his Pokémon lay on the field trying to get back to its feet.

“Elektross finish him off with wild charge!” The eel like Pokémon began to charge at Charizard once again as electricity snapped all around his blue body.

“Furret use protect to defend Charizard from Elektross!” Furret dashed in front of Charizard and absorbed the blow with a protect. The light from Elektross’s wild charge blinded the entire room.

“Ohhhh babyyyyyy whatt a fierce attack from Elektross!” The announcer began to yell in suspense!

“Forretress use heavy slam on the back of Furret!” Renan ordered and his Pokémon obeyed.

A sudden snap was heard as Forretress slammed down on Furret and held him pinned. Furret screamed in obvious pain as the weight began to over whelm him. Charizard grasped Forretress with all his might and flew up into the air with him. He rose higher and higher until his head could reach the roof. The fans roared as Charizard threw Forretress and chased it down. Charizard shot fire around his body and coated himself in blazing armour and smashed into a grounded Forretress. The fans screamed with excitement with the dazzling move, I’ve never seen that before I told myself as Renan began to yell his fallen Pokémon’s name.

“Forretress is unable to battle!” The referee raised the red flag and blew his whistle.

“Elektross use thunder now!” Kyle screamed it with such emotion that his voice then cracked.

A loud CRACK! Was heard and a huge lightening bolt smoked Charizard right between the eyes. Charizard flew backwards as the ground around him erupted.

“No Charizard!” Connor gasped as he looked over at the huge dust cloud that hid his Charizard from sight.

“Furret use dig now!” Furret burrowed his way through the tiles and then charged at Elektross.

A loud laughter was heard from Kyle, his long black hair covered most of his face. He began to laugh uncontrollably as Furret drew nearer. Suddenly just before impact Elektross levitated off the ground and evaded the attack.

“Never fought a Unova Pokémon before Sean!? HA HA HA!” Kyle’s eyes caught mine and I began to shrivel up inside.

“Quick Furret use Dynamic Punch!” my voice began to ache from the excitement.

Furret charged the eel like Pokémon and just before he could swing Elektross wrapped itself around Furret and then bit down on his skull. Elektross’s circular mouth had huge white fangs that punctured Furret’s head as he bit down harder. Furret began to cry in pain and the crowd began to cheer ‘Finish it!’.

“Ohhh myyy myyy Elektross has the match in his mouth! What will Connor do!?” The announcer began to squirm like a worm with the intensity of the room.

“Think Sean think, you have to think!” I yelled at myself as Furret’s distress grew louder.

“It is over O’Rourke! Elektross use Shockwave and make sure you hit Charizard with it as well!” I forgot that Charizard held on with his focus band but his paralysis from that thunder bolt caused him from doing anything to help my situation.

Elektross began to focus his electrical energy and with one final scream the battle was over. The heat from the battle caused me to sweat profusely but all for what? We lost in the quarter finals to a Pokémon I have never heard of in my life. My legs became heavy as I fell to my knees and my head fell. I could feel nothing but rage in my stomach as I began to clench my fists. Its bile crept its way up my throat as I clenched my teeth and uttered the words ‘Return’ the pokeball shot out a red light and sucked the limp Furret from the crushing power of Elektross’s body.

“Renan and Kyle have won the quarter finals and are now moving on to the semi finals! Ohhhhh babbbbyyyy what a heated battle from the opposition!”

The floor we stood on began to descend and I still sat with my hands clenched on my knees. I should have done something even a protect would have saved my hide but no I didn’t do anything! The cheers stung my ears as they kept chanting “Kyle, Kyle, Kyle, Kyle, Kyl…

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We inched our way down the hall and sighed to one another, and then laughed at our exact symmetry. Although Connor had lost the match with me we could both still half heartedly smile over the stupidest of things. Connor’s hair was matted to his forehead with sweat and his clothes singed.

“We’ll get them next time Sean and you can hold that to me.” He gave me a smirk and then adjusted his hair.

As we reached the Pokémon center we handed over Furret’s and Charizard’s pokeballs to Nurse Joy. The weirdest thing about Nurse Joy is her genetic code and I morn for her mother. The only plausible way they could all look alike is that they all must be identical twins. Now that must have been a terrible pregnancy!
We made it to an open room on the upper deck of the Pokémon center and crawled into a deep sleep…

“Next time…we’ll get them…”

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“How is your progress so far?” His raspy almost smokers like voice curled around every word as if he was spewing a spider’s web.

“It is progressing as we predicted it would master, everything is going according to plan.”

“Good, with you as the top trainer of the battle frontier we can then begin phase two. You have pleased us with you undivided loyalty and for this we shall reward you.” From the darkness a completely black pokeball came into sight. “Accept my condolences’ and go do our bidding.” His hand reached out and accepted the gift and tossed it into the air. The ball shot out a black fog and a huge roar was emitted from the darkness.





Sorry if it was a little lengthy =P Also I haven't given out any of Sean's or Conner's backgrounds yet because I am unsure on character development (more so with Conner) Thanks!

 

[Fishma]

Chapter Two Early Mornings and Eventful Afternoons
Pg-13/14/15


The day began earlier than my body wanted it too as I threw off the sheets and placed my feet on the cold tiled floor. Like ice the marble stung my toes as I inched over to where Connor was sleeping. His mouth was open and I could see drool stains on his pillow. I could smell his breath, it reeked like rotten cabbage. I breathed into the air and cupped it back into my face.

“I suppose we aren’t so different.” I whispered as I sniffed my breath.

“mmhhmmmm ten more minutes mhmm.” Connor mumbled as he rolled over to avoid my face. I leaned over and tried to roll him back over and was surprised to see that he actually managed to get changed into his pyjamas.

I grabbed the scratchy woollen sheets and torn them away from his body. He curled up into a ball and began to flip back and forth. His eyes slowly opened and I got the ‘coffee’ eyes. He started to sit up and whipped away the droll from his face.

“What time is it?” In a very groggy voice he asked as I walked to the other side of the room and began to fiddle with my shoes.

“Quarter past eight, but before we do anything I am starving and there is a free breakfast this morning on the main floor.” I replied as I tried to tie my red and black shoes with my half awake fingers.

We did our morning rituals in silence; the only sound heard was the hiss from the shower as Connor had a quick shower. I organised my pack as he showered. One map, some canned food, a pot, a pair of clothes, some antidotes and other healing substances. I looped my belt around my waste and rolled up my pant legs so they did not scrape along the floor and rip. I opened the door as the shower stopped hissing and began my way down the stairs.

A couple walked past me in the hall way, there hands interlocked as the giggled on by. I wonder what they were laughing at as I clawed at my back to make sure nothing embarrassing was there. After about a minute of that I continued my way down the wide stairwell to the main floor. The aroma of sausage and eggs wafted up the stairs and into my nostrils as I stepped off the last stair. There were about fifteen other trainers in the room occupying the other tables, Chansey ran from table to table bringing plates of food to each table. For a rather large Pokémon she was very nimble and steady on her feet. The large pink Pokémon made its way towards the table I was seated at. She began to make a higher octave sound and I knew she was trying to communicate.

“Hmmmm, may I get two eggs sunny side up, bacon and toast?” She smiled and shook her head and began on her way. “Thanks!” I called as she went behind the double doors on the left side of the front counter of the center.

I could hear the conversations of a group of three trainers beside me as they got into a conversation about the battle tower results yesterday. I looked over at their table, they looked rather young maybe twelvish. One wore a hat with the Hoenn sign on it and the other two had blackish brown hair. They looked over at me and I quickly turned my head to make it seem like I was scouting the room. I looked from table to table wondering where Kyle and Ren-

“Good morning Mr. O’Rourke or Sean.” I turned my head and a brown haired girl was leaning over the table and smiling at me.

“Uh hey?” she quickly leaned back into her seat and called over Chansey and order the exact same plate that I had just ordered. “Hey, uh that seat is take-“

“Hmm I know it is I am currently sitting in it.” Her hair shimmered from the fluorescent lights as a stray piece of hair went into her mouth; she began to chew on the piece.

“Do I know you?” I asked as she leaned back farther in the chair and put her hands behind her head.

“Probably not.” Her head tilted and her face was hidden behind her hair. She lifted her dirty shoes on to the table and then crossed them.

“You know, I was going to eat on this table…” as dirt from her shoes fell onto the white painted plastic table.

“Well why would you do that when they’ll give you a plate?” she gave me a wiry smile and began to tilt back and forth in her chair.

My face began to melt as her replies kept on coming. She wore black shorts that came down to just past her scraped knees; her shirt was green and slightly faded. Her hair was long and extremely brown except when the light hit it just right. It almost seemed liked it had highlights in it. Her nose was small and fit well on her slim face. Her eyes were a dark green and I began to wonder what her background was.

“Where are you from?” I asked curiously as she turned her body to see past her legs.

“Around, you know. Been here there and pretty much everywhere.” She placed her finger on the bottom of her lip as she looked up at the ceiling. “That is a very good question.” She then removed her feet from the table and began to rise out of her seat.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m not too sure yet, but when I get there I’ll see you.” She winked, turned and her hair flew as she walked. The doors slid open as she left the Pokémon center. Chansey came running towards my table with two plates of food. She dropped both plates down and then headed towards a group of three trainers who just came in.

“Who was that?” I turned around and saw Conner eating the plate of food placed in front of him. “Thanks for ordering me breakfast by the way; I am soooo hungry I could eat Hippowdon.”

“I didn’t and huh?” I replied as my eyes stayed glued towards the Pokémon center’s doors.

“That girl you were just sitting with, who was she?” His mouth was full of food as he tried to swallow it down his throat.

“Oh her, I dunno. Just some random I suppose.” I grabbed my metal fork and stabbed it into a piece of brown sausage and lifted it into my mouth. It was extremely hot and I had to keep my mouth open as it burned my tongue. It tasted like syrup and salt as I chewed on it.

We finished eating while talking about our plans for the day. We had determined that we were going to watch the finals of the battle tower tournament and then head off towards the S.S Scarlet and then head into Lilycove city.

We walked across the room towards the front counter of the Pokémon center where Nurse Joy was typing furiously on her tiny computer.

“What can I do for you boys today?” She asked as she kept hitting the keys on the keyboard.

“We left our Charizard and Furret here and we were just wondering when they’ll be ready to join us again?” Connor asked as he scratched the back of his head.

“Well we have had some minor draw backs today because of the battle tower tournament and so your Pokémon are still being treated and resting. If you come back at the end of the day they should be healthy and well rested.” She smiled as she finished the sentence. She was still glued to the computer screen.

“Gotcha’” Connor replied as he snapped his fingers.

“Well I guess we should just head over to the arena and get some good seats then.” I suggested as we started towards the door. I grabbed my hat from my back pocket and put it on as we left the Pokémon center.

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The arena was already stewarding people in as we approached the vast entrance. The entrance was made of marble and had a sculpture of a Charizard and a Blastoise, with Charizard holding Blastoise’s fists. The sculpture was amazing as it was carved right into the very wall above the entrance. People had their home region’s flags: they hung them over the escalator’s rail as they went up to the arena’s battle field. People booed as a Sinnoh flag was hung over and some cheered, it happened as every flag was shown. Connor and I got onto the escalator and began our way to the seating area of the battle area.

We stepped off of the escalator and regained our balance from the movement and began towards the seating area. We could see across to the other many entrances of the arena as people were swarming their way in and began to take their seats. We walked towards the two nearest seats and began to side shuffle down the aisle making sure not to disturb anyone too badly. We took our seats and the lights all shut off and then huge flood lights turned on and the arena was drowning in light.

Two silhouettes from the one corner slowly rose as their platform brought them to the same level as the arena. A flying seat buzzed over our head as they came to a stop. It was the same announcer that we had for our battle I realised as he hovered over top of them.

“This is it! This is the finals! Who will be crowned tournament king and who will be defeated!?” The announcer began to yell as the crowd began to scream their loyalties. “In the white corner we have Kyle Smith and Renan Boucher!” The crowed began to chant their names as he flew over to the other side of the field. “In the black corner we Have Jim Smithson and Lilly Markov!” The arena was ear piercing as they tossed their pokeballs into the air.

From the black corner an Aggron and a Flygon came from Jim and Lilly. They looked just as determined as their Pokémon. Aggron’s huge silver body glistened as the light hit it, it began to slam its tail and then released an intimidating roar. Flygon’s green body zipped back and fourth with anticipation as they waited for their opponents Pokémon to be released. Renan cast out his ball and as the white light disappeared a Dusknoir began to take shape. Its grey body was suspended from the ground as it began to become translucent. The time ticked by slowly but even for this Kyle was taking awhile to send out his Pokémon. He reached back and withdrew a black pokeball from his pack and sent it flying. A huge fog came peeling out from the ball completely covering the entire field. A huge roar was heard and the fog kept on expanding.

“Whhaatt is going on down there! Oh the mysteryyy!” The announcer shrieked as he flew around trying to get a vantage point on the battle.

The fog kept the field completely hidden only the roar from the mysterious Pokémon could be heard. The fog began to swirl and it looked that Flygon was beating its wings frantically to remove the fog. The fog slowly crept away and Kyle’s Pokémon could be seen. It was a huge Pokémon with a purely black body and it had huge black spike like wings. The weirdest part of this Pokémon was the fact that it had three heads. The referee held up both of his flags and screamed.

“Let the battle commence!”







Coolio, thanks for taking the time to read this =D

 

[Fishma]

Chapter 3: Rouge
Pg 15 - Violent themes and Medical themes.

The arena shook with anticipation, excitement and maybe an earthquake. The very earth beneath everyone’s feet was rumbling and nobody was there to notice. The very walls creaked; the field was cratered and destroyed never to be used again. It was beautiful the way their Pokémon danced across the battle field. Dodging beams of fire, ice and light. Dirt hung in the air giving the people closer to the action a suit of dust. Another rumble and the other Pokémon leapt into the air as a gigantic fissure split the word. Like a knife slicing skin it rippled and tore. The Pokémon landed and then had to dodge a pillar of fire.

“Damn… That black Pokémon Kyle has sure can pack a punch…” Connor’s face was filled with concern, his eyes narrowed as another wave of heat came across the room.

The silver plated Pokémon began to rush the black Pokémon. His jaws open and his red coloured claws launched a ripping attack at the foe. Like a trash bag in the wind, Kyle’s Pokémon flew up and then flew back down and fired another blast of heat. Aggron turned around, his pupils widened as the flame came nearer. Suddenly the green figure of Flygon flew in front of the fire and absorbed the blow. A brown boulder flew from behind the steady jet of fire as Aggron's tail finished its deadly sweep. It smacked it directly between the eyes, it sounded like a butcher kneading the meat as it fell to the ground.

“What a critical hit! I’ve never seen a battle so intense!”

A bluish black light shot from a dark corner of the arena and sent Aggron flying across the field. His plates squealed like nails on a chalk board as he slid. A scream from Jim was heard as the black Pokémon inched towards the fallen Aggron. Kyle had a smirk on his face, his teeth like razor blades, he gave a nod and his Pokémon obeyed. His gaping wide mouth began to glow a bright red as it stood over top of its fallen foe. The jet of fire came out of its jaws, the fire warped around its teeth as it began to spew out. The blaze was dreadfully intense. My brow began to prickle from sweat as the beast held the steady flame. What was silver was now blackened as the beast lowered the jet of flame. The arena stood in silence, a scream of terror was heard as Jim fell to his knees. The arena was in utter disbelief; Aggron stayed down and did not move. Jim rose to his feet and began to run. Spit flew from his teeth like a rabid dog, he charged at Kyle with his fist ready to plough into his skull. Jim leapt and began to descent when suddenly the monster shot a blue blast of wind right at his chest. The blue terror hit Jim and blood sprayed out across the field, as quickly as it happened it ended. Jim hit the floor and began to nudge back and forth, clawing at his side. Blood, thick red sickening blood began to seep onto the field. He lay still in a puddle of his own blood.

“WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?!” Renan turned at his partner to see him standing in pride. A smirk tug at Kyle’s lips, his black hair covered his face. The white of his scar was hidden beneath a nasty plot of thoughts.

People began to scream in hysteria as Jim laid still. His once brown sweater was now a deep maroon; his blue jeans still had some glimpses of their former fame. Blood, thick red blood, blood, blood, blood, bloo-
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“I am very pleased to say to you today Sean that your surgery was a complete success.” His marble teeth added a contrast to his pale pink lips. His blonde hair was neatly trimmed and his coat was a perfect white. From the tip of his pockets I could see poking out like a Diglett from the dirt a red glove. His eyes narrowed and he slowly moved his hands into his pockets pushing down the dirty glove. “You will need to be in a wheelchair for the next little while, but I am sure you can handle it.” He made a hand gesture towards the door, and there stood my parents. My mom’s red hair was tangled and dirty, it seemed as if she had not slept since the surgery. Her eyes like gold as they began to shimmer a light blue from her held tears of gratitude. My dad’s face was a mess of stubble and his eyes had massive bags. His dress shirt was dirty and his pants were all wrinkled.

“Mom.. Dad..” I whispered in a groggy voice, I was parched but I could care less. They began to walk over towards the bed. I could smell mom’s aroma, it smelled like Hoenn hillside after a long rain. I wanted to go home as it drifted into my nostrils.

My mom clasped my hand and raised it to her lips, her lips tugged as she lowered my hand back down on to the bed. I could feel the warmth of her lips leave my skin as quickly as it came. The surgeon and my father worked together to get me out of the bed and into the wheelchair. They began to tug at the fleece sheets, they went lower and lower as they reached my leg there was red.

Red on the sheets, red on the walls, red on mattress, red on ME! I tried to kick the red away but only one leg moved. The dark red leg could not and would not move, I began to scream and my throat began to tear. Like a razor wind I gasped in air and kept screaming. They threw the sheets off onto the floor; my mom cupped my face into her chest. I began to sob into her light blue shirt hoping not to ruin it.

“Its okay sweetheart, I am here for you.” My mom began to speak as she rocked my head back and forth. Her voice like a warm summer breeze across the meadow near our home. The flowers in Hoenn would just be starting to bloom I remembered.

I peaked through the hole between her elbow and her thigh. I could see iron in my skin, I could see stitches on my knee, and I could see a medical miracle on my left knee. Lastly I could see red, dark menacing red on the sheets…on the walls… on the floor… on the field.

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People began to run for the exits, Connor rose to his feet in hysteria trying to follow the crowd. He grasped my shirt and it burned my armpit as he tried to raise me to my feet. Everything began to make sense again. Jim was murdered and everyone was running for their lives. The black Pokémon turned towards the fleeing crowd on the far end and began to shoot beams of white. Flygon flew in front of the beam and absorbed the attack. From the very air Dusknoir jumped behind the beast and punched the back of its main head. Dusknoir slammed the killer’s head into the dirt, his jaw made a sickening snap as it collided with the floor. The two other heads twisted back and their jaws snapped open, from the core of its heart it launched a beam of absolute darkness. It enveloped Dusknoir as I was shoved farther away from the arena by the frantic people. The last thing I saw was Flygon slam his tail onto the dirt floor and a huge eruption of rocks shot out from underneath the monster, the beast, the murderer.

A sudden rumble from below stopped everyone in their tracks. People began to run up the escalators from a dark fog. The tide suddenly changed and Connor and I were being thrashed about in the open sea of people. I screamed his name in frenzy as people pulled us farther and farther apart. A long blonde haired girl grasped my arm and began to pull me from the crowd. Her hands were warm as I tried to pull away, her grip got tighter and I began to pull to be free. A larger man smacked into my knee and I began to fall backwards. I felt as though I was suspended as began to come closer to a painful encounter with concrete floor. My hat hit the floor first and I suddenly realised that I had a special item there but before I could do anything about it, it was pushed into the back of my skull and my vision went black. Before I feel into abyss I could hear the sound of a pokeball opening, the swoosh of the energy and a calm hand.








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[Fishma]

A Shocker of A Memory!
Pg-13/14








The chaos raged, people ran around hopelessly; People smashed into people and the raging sea of men and women began to die. People like tunnel snakes began to slowly leave for the other exits. The ground was still shaking, the fluorescent lights kept flickering on and off, their greenish glow kept the small concrete hallway lit. Sean’s face twitched as the teal Pokémon stood over him. Its diamond shaped tail swayed back and forth as its body nudged his face to try and wake him. The blonde haired girl kept her hand on his chest and looked into his closed eyes. The Pokémon gave her a curious glance, its eyes like ice as it stared at her. The stare was so piercing that the girl could feel ice beginning to clot her veins. Her fingers clumsily made their way into her back pocket; she pulled out a red rectangular object. The small L.E.D screen flickered on as she held it up to the Pokémon. A neon red light began to caress the Pokémon’s body of ice.

“Glacion the ice-dust Pokémon.” In a very static voice the red object began to speak. “By controlling its body heat, it can freeze the atmosphere around it to make a diamond-dust flurry.”

The Glacion began to suck the moisture out of the air around the blonde haired girl. Her hair began to frizz as Glacion’s fur began to stick up. Glacion’s light teal eyes began to glow a bolder colour as the air became dry and cold. Like a cold storage the air began to fall to the ground, it glistened as it fell. The blonde haired girl stuck out her hand and gave Glacion a warming smile.

“Hello Glacion, I am Cynthia.” The Glacion gave her a cautious stare and then began to inch towards Cynthia’s outstretched hand. It rubbed its slippery head up against the palm of her hand, Cynthia with drew her hand and saw that there were three icicles hanging from where Glacion’s head had touched.

Glacion began to shudder as little specks of white began to fall from the very air around them. The snow danced in the breeze that was artificially created by the massive air ducts. Cynthia held out her hands and let the snow fall upon her hands and face. She giggled as she stuck out her tongue and caught one. Glacion’s face brightened to see joy on the girl’s face. Glacion walked over to her and created a flurry to shroud Cynthia. The silvery threaded snow caught onto her hair and clung like stars in mid day, her hair shimmered as the snow began to melt. Glacion sneezed and caused the flurry to become violent, it knocked Cynthia over. Cynthia’s hair was gelled back with ice; Glacion began to make a little squeal and began to roll back and forth. Cynthia began to laugh like a little girl, their laughs echoed down the hall and melded into a perfect melody.

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“Congratulations Mr. O’Rourke, You’ve beaten I; Wattson, the third gym leader and for this feat I award you the Dynamo Badge!” The man began to laugh as he returned his Magneton back into its poke ball. “Wahahaha, this loss has really come as quite a shocker Mr. O’Rourke!”

His face had several black burns on it, and his hair was straight up. For an electric gym leader he sure looked like he’s been fried a few times. His black hoodie had a large yellow insignia of a lightening bolt. He smiled as he withdrew the badge from his front pocket.

“Guess I gotta get more of these, running pretty low!” Wattson said as he began to laugh again. For only looking in his early twenties he sure was a jolly guy. “Wahahahaha, you sure did electrify me!”

The badge smelled like old quarters as it made a plopping sound and landed in the palm of my hand. It was cold to the touch, it was a circle with two straight ends on the top and the bottom; I’m assuming to represent the north and south poles. It was bright yellow and had black swirls outlining the shape of the badge. I looked up at his scruffy face and could see countless amounts of joy in his eyes.

“Wahaha, take it you earned it!” He smiled as I opened up my silver case and pinned it to the velvet.

My heart began to churn as I smiled brightly, he smiled back and we both began to laugh. I looked down and saw my Eevee staring back at me with a smile on its face. I got down on my knee and patted for it to come up to me, it ran up my leg and into my arms. Its brown fur was stiff from the static electricity of its former opponent. It rolled its self up into a ball in my arms and began to nap.

“You did great Glacia, take a nice rest.” I rubbed her prickly fur as she purred in my arms.

“You sure do have a magnetic relationship with your Glacia there Sean, Wahaha, You guys sure do spark I will say.” Wattson walked over and kneeled beside me. He smelled like an old ship at dock as he reached his rather bulky hands and began to pet Glacia. “Come on Sean, I’ll walk you over too the Pokémon Center so you two can get some rest.” He clutched his stomach and chuckled as he helped me to my feet. He reminded me a lot of Santa and I couldn’t understand why.

His pants made a swishing sound as we made our way out of the Pokémon Gym. As we left Wattson locked the gym door so nobody would walk in unannounced. The buildings glistened from the setting sun. The water was like gold as the sun began to be consumed by the endless sea. A breeze brought a cool air from across the water; it was thick as I began to breathe in.

“Ahhh sea breeze, it is rather rejuvenating is it not Sean?” He asked as he took another deep breath.

“It is so much better than I can remember.” I took another deep breath as we stood and watched the sun begin to set. The sea sparkled orange; the gulls caught drafts and began to glide towards land. A ten year old boy on a journey to defeat the Pokémon Elite Four and to become the champion seems a little bit much, but it is times like these we learn to live again. I looked down at Glacia; she was still asleep and purring in my arms. The sea sparkled one last time as the sun fell behind and it was glorious.

“Times like these remind us of the best of things like when a child laughs or the first day of summer: the first crack of a fire cracker into the summer sky, the first bloom of spring flowers. With memories like these I can understand those who hide in there minds, but these memories are worth fighting for and are worth the pain. I want to preserve the many places one can create a memory regardless of who is with them. That is what I believe.” Wattson said as he smiled at me, clearly everyone had over looked him as a person with depth. His always smiling face made me smile as we made our way towards the Pokémon Center.

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My nose began to dry out as I tried to identify what I was smelling, the air was dry and my skin was prickly. I slowly opened my eyes letting them readjust to the lights in the room. I began to sit up when a sudden pain shot through out my body. My head felt like it was a brick as I stopped myself from rising to a sitting position.

“Woah, not so fast you just suffered a pretty nasty fall.” A blonde haired girl placed her hand on my chest to give me a gentle push back. Her eyes were an emerald green as we held each others gaze. She looked rather young maybe eleven or twelve; her hair went down to her spine as she pushed her bangs from her face. It was a golden blonde and she had two black bulbs in each side of head just above her ears. They almost looked like black roses that she had some how wound into her hair. She brought her slender hand back and helped me up.

“What happened?” I asked as she let me rest my body on her shoulders. I hadn’t enough strength to hold up my own body mass. She wrapped her arm around my waist to make sure I did not slip sideways. My legs dragged across the floor as we began to move.

“I tried to pull you from the crowd and you got smoked by a rather large male.” She said as she made a straining sound. I was clearly too heavy for her to carry but she kept on.

I felt something graze my leg, I looked down and saw Glacia. Glacia’s teal eyes showed relief as she trotted along beside us. Her tail flicked back and forth as we kept a fairly steady pace; basically the same speed as someone doing the army crawl. The arena was calm and the ground no longer shook under my feet, the battle must have ended. Who ended it? What happened? My mind began to whizz like an idle car. I kept my mouth shut as we neared the end of the hall.

We could see the light of freedom at the end of the hall. The rather large doors were still propped open, but not as welcoming as when we first entered I’m afraid. I could smell smoke in the air as the light began touch our feet. Her black shoes glistened; the light rose farther up our bodies. She was dressed in all black and her shadow was bold as we entered the full view of the sun. A large white van came streaking down the dusty road as the girl helped me to stand up straight. Glacia began to freeze the air around us.

“It is okay Glacion, They are friends.” She smiled down at Glacia and the temperature began to return to normal.

The van stopped in front of us and the driver ordered us in quickly. A guy and an oddly familiar girl grasped me by the shoulders and pulled me into the van, Glacia jumped in after me and the blonde haired girl shut the door behind us.

“What took you so long Cynthia!? We almost lost our hides cause of your dilly dawdling.” The driver said with panic in his voice, his hat was covering his face all but his mouth as he hit the gas. The van began to fly down the road. My head throbbed every time we hit a pot hole.

“Aww ****…” The driver cursed as he saw a boy with long black hair and a three headed Pokémon behind him just up the road.

I gasped as Cynthia threw open the door to the roof of the car. Glacia jumped on top of the roof to challenge the foe. The beast’s jaw began to glow orange and fire began to come out of its teeth as we flew closer. Glacia’s eyes began to glow as she sucked the heat out of the van. She launched a howling blizzard out of her mouth and right at Kyle’s Pokémon. The storm hurled Kyle and his Pokémon into the left hand side ditch.

“Nice hit Glacia!” We flew past where Glacia sent them hurdling and the driver gave the thumbs up as we turned down a long winding path leading towards the nearby forest of Battle Island....







If I failed to express in this chapter that this is wayyyyy in the past I am sorry (especially if you are sitting there thinking "Wattson is suppose to be old!").

"I have a joke for you!"

"Okay"

"How do you get Pikachu on to a bus?"

"I dunno."

"You Poke-em-on." ;162;

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