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*It's a beautiful sunny day here in Cherrygrove City, and meterologists predict temperatures will be at a comfortable 80 degrees all day.* The radio blared.
Chris rolled over in bed, and groaned at the sound of the radio before rolling over, and attempting to go back to sleep..
"Oh No!" Chris yelled, as he sat upright in bed. "The pokemon Stadium qualification round is today! I almost forgot!"
He hopped out of bed, ad ran to the bathroom. "Gotta take a shower, damn!"
It would have to be 5 minutes, or less. Getting out with a towel wrapped around his waist he checked himself looking at himslef in the mirror.
"Man, I look like Ja Rule." Chris said as he checked his waves, and started brushing his hair.
Putting on his blue jeans, baggy as usual.
"Maybe I should wear tha white throw-back." He thought.
He picked up his trainer belt,put on his bookbag, and pokegear. ran downstairs, ate a very quick breakfast and ran out the door still brushing his hair, while trying to put on the blue hoodie.
"Wait!" His girlfriend Chelsea called after him, but he was in a hurry.
"Man the qualification round is in Goldenrod, and im still in Cherrygrove!" He uttered as he was running out the door. "ohh man, wait a minute.."He thought to himself. "Salamence, Go!" He yelled.
In a flash Chris picked a pokeball off of his belt, and threw it, in a flash of white light, a huge green dragon with huge wings appeared from the pokeball.
Chris immediatly jumped on the back of the Giant lizard and prepared to fly off until.
"Wait were's Raichu?" He asked.
Chelsea walked out. "Chris whats wrong now?"
"Have you seen Sparky?"
Chelsea rolled her eyes, and pointed at him."Try looking."She said.
Behind Chris curled up inside his backpack was a brown and Yellow mouse with a long wiry tail with a lightning bolt at the end.
It looked at him questioningly.
"Whew!" Chris said."Now lets go, cya baby!"
Chelsea just watched him fly off into the blue, and shook her head.
"Black people..." She said. "Can't even wait up, guess I'll Teleport."
She said, her blonde hair nearly shining in the sunlight.
" Thank goodness i thought i had left you behind, and I know how much you hate to miss a good fight."
nodding its head,The mouse agreed. Off they flew into the sunrise over the sea. Far away in Goldenrod City a large crowd of people were gathered at a large stadium waiting too get in.
"Man, where is Chris?" Jessica asked. "He is always late!"
She said angrily, flicking a strand of her chestnut hair from her face, her hazel eyes turning red.
"Don't worry!" Adam assured. I'm sure he'll be here.
A shadow was cast over them...Then Raichu came falling down, and landed on its front, and hind legs in front of Jessica.
"WHAT THE?!" She exclaimed somewhat taken aback.
Then Chris followed still holding onto Salamence's reins, then proceeded to remove them once they landed, before recalling Salamence.
"Well guys, anyone think they'll make it?" Chris inquired.
Jessica didn't say anything.
"You can count on me being in the finals!" Adam said.
"Not if I beat you first." A voice said.
David then walked up from nowhere. "What up Chris?" He said after h5'in him.
"Whats real wit it?" He asked. David's 5'9" 160 frame was somewhat small compared to Chris, who stood taller than a Raikou at the shoulder.(6'+)
"Not much, just debating who's going too make it to the finals."
David laughed. "Sure, what does Chelsea have to say about this?"
Now it was Chris's turn to laugh.
"What would she do about it?"
"Ahem!" Someone said.
"Crap!" Chris thought. "Can't be her, can it?"
He thought for a minute."Damn! Forgot she can teleport with Alakazam."
"So, when were you gonna give me a ride on Salamence?" She asked somewhat angrily.
"Umm." Chris strugled to think up an answer.
"Just kidding, you take some things to seriously." Chelsea said laughingly.
Then the crowd started mving.
"I guess we better get registered." Adam suggested.
"Good IDEA." Jessica agreed.
Jessica stood out as one of a few decent Asian trainers, but Chris was the only Black trainer at this particular gathering, with Adamn as the White guy, and David as the Native American it was basicly the United Nations.
Everyone proceeded to the Registration Hall, after about 35 minutes everyone was standing in the open coliseum awaiting the start.
The announcer told the rules
*The rules are simple, each trainer will fight 5 to 10 battles in all, 4 1v1 battles in which you wuill use 3 pokemon 4 2 v2 battles in which you will use 6 and 2 1v1 battles in which you will use all 6 pokemon.* The announcer paused for a minute.
*1)If your pokemon is KO'ed it is DQ'ed
2)If your pokemon goes out the ring, it is DQ'ed
3) If you forfeit the match then well.......wat do you think will happen?
The 1st round will convene tommorow at 8:00 am, late trainers will be treated as no shows.*
Having heard everything they needed to all trainers proceeded to thier quarters, where they would bunk that night.
After unpacking his things Chris saw Chelsea wearing low cut jean shorts, and a pink halter with her hair loose.
"Hey gurl, you wanna go around town?" He asked.
Chelsea looked at him squarely.
"You know maybe somewhere private?"
"Oh, okay." She said smiling.
Chris grabbed her hand softly, and led her out of the room not before grabbing some cash for the day.
"I love White gurls." Chris said to himself.
Seconds later David walked in.
"Where the heck did those two go?" He asked aloud.
Chris, and Chelsea walked down the main street holding hands just talking about things they cared about.
"Chris, come on, tell me why have I never seen you in school anywhere?" Chelsea asked.
Chris had to think for a minute before answering, but Chelsea continued.
"Are you like super-smart, or something?"
Chris nodded his head, they crossed over the track for the Magnet Train.
"Yeah, I like being modest about it." He said, his du rag billowing in the breeze.
"So, you wanna go to the mall?" Chris asked knowing she'd say yes.
Chelseea shook her head.
"Nah, I want a change of pace, how about The Underground? She inquired her blue eyes sparkling.
Chris looked at her for a moment before asking if she was sure.
"Yeah, I hear there are pretty tough people down there, and what better way to test my skills, I mean I have you to protect me right?" She said coyly. "Who knows, if you play your cards right you may get someting special." She winked.
Chris reluctantly agreed, ad they proceeded past the Police Station to a building that led to the infamous Underground.
Thugs,drug dealers, and hustlers ran rampant without anyone to reel them in, the law feared them, and so did not halt thier activities, things were going well until a smooth-talking Hispanic looking guy wearing some Ice, and a sweatsuit stepped up to Chelsea while she was talking to a friend.
"Hey Chris, somebody's messing wit'cha gurl over there." Some guy said.
Chris shot a look in Chelsea's direction, she was obviously uncomfortable he wasn't going to interfere until he saw the thug touch her..
"Oh!" Chris said. "It's on now!"
Chris walked toward his girlfriend, and got between her, and the thug.
"Aight my dude, just chill, this is my gurl you messin' with right now!" He said a little angry.
The thug looked at him. "Look, you move ya lose, so beat it!" He said getting up close to Chris.
He could smell his sour breath, it smelled like weed."Look man you best ease up out my face before somethin' bad happen to you." Chris said threatningly.
Chelsea didn't like the way things were going, so she opted to step in.
"Chris lets leave, don't even sweat these lame mofos."
Even though Chelsea was pulling him off, he was still squaring up with the thug, his eyes aflame.
"Pairings aren't looking good for tomorrow," Adam walked into the room and sat down on the bed. "Man, who lets regional champions into these things? They're Asians, before you ask."
"Lovely," Chelsea muttered, laying on the other bed. The maid had gone out for the day, leaving it with just the four of them. Chris had already had to shoo away the maid because he forgot to put up the Do Not Disturb sign.
"Proffessor Elm told me to tell you he wants to see you later," David said absentmindedly, almost like an afterthought. "You really have a thing for attracting attention."
"Blame my skill," Chris stretched. "Yeah, I'll go tommorow, you woke me up though. Where does he want to meet?"
"He'll be hanging out near the front of the coliseum," He shrugged. He looked over at Chris, who had already apparantly fell asleep. "Man, you and your sleeping."
"Mrrfle," Chris muttered into his pillow. He hadn't pulled up the sheets, and his du rag was messily splayed all over the pillow.
Chelsea chuckled lightly and moved over to Chris. Laying down beside him, he said, "So, Chris, you think it's going to be something good for once?"
"Less serious stuff, more sleepy," Chris muttered under his breath.
Chelsea hugged Chris from behind. "All right then."
"Cheater," Chris muttered before falling soundly asleep in her arms.
"But it's fun," Chelsea said quietly, nuzzling Chris's hair.
Chris woke up the next day inside Goldenrod City Stadium awaiting the big tournament to begin. It had been Chris's dream to go to the Hoenn league, but he did not have the Fly Hm or enough money to take the Magnet Train, and the SS Aqua did not leave until the next week. And one of the prizes here was 10,000 yen which was almost enough to ride the Magnet Train.
To kick off the opening ceremony, Next was singing thier hit single "Wifey"
Chris didn't particularly like this song, but seeing Chelsea dance in front of him compelled him to get in the game. As they got closer,a nd closer together, it was all Chris could do to keep himself composed, he couldn't get sidetracked.
About 15 minutes latter brackets were up.
Chelsea Riley------\
--Round 1--
Manuella Mendez--/
Chris Woodard---\
--Round 1--
Drake Edwards----/
Jessica Mikamura---\
--Round 1--
Charles Dansley-------/
Adam Smith----\
--Round 1--
Clair Evans------/
Cai Zho Xing----\
--Round 1--
David Shyne--/
Setsuna Takeda--\
--Round 1--
John Chapman----/
Emilia Lause---\
--Round 1
Carl Woods----/
Alfonso Robins---\
--Round 1
Zhao Hong---------/
Chris looked at the bracket..he was to fight a guy named Drake.(Not the Elite four member.)
"Man this is gonna be easy" he said to himself, but he felt sorry for Adam having to fight an Elite 4 member.
Chris went over his pokemon in his head, remembered all that he knew about pokemon and just prayed that he would do well...his alarm clock rang teling him it was time.
Chris donned his shoes got his trainer belt, his pokegear and his lucky gloves and walked calmly into the open colosseum.
Trainers please approach your your podiums!
*It's a beautiful sunny day here in Cherrygrove City, and meterologists predict temperatures will be at a comfortable 80 degrees all day.* The radio blared.
Chris rolled over in bed, and groaned at the sound of the radio before rolling over, and attempting to go back to sleep..
"Oh No!" Chris yelled, as he sat upright in bed. "The pokemon Stadium qualification round is today! I almost forgot!"
He hopped out of bed, ad ran to the bathroom. "Gotta take a shower, damn!"
It would have to be 5 minutes, or less. Getting out with a towel wrapped around his waist he checked himself looking at himslef in the mirror.
"Man, I look like Ja Rule." Chris said as he checked his waves, and started brushing his hair.
Putting on his blue jeans, baggy as usual.
"Maybe I should wear tha white throw-back." He thought.
He picked up his trainer belt,put on his bookbag, and pokegear. ran downstairs, ate a very quick breakfast and ran out the door still brushing his hair, while trying to put on the blue hoodie.
"Wait!" His girlfriend Chelsea called after him, but he was in a hurry.
"Man the qualification round is in Goldenrod, and im still in Cherrygrove!" He uttered as he was running out the door. "ohh man, wait a minute.."He thought to himself. "Salamence, Go!" He yelled.
In a flash Chris picked a pokeball off of his belt, and threw it, in a flash of white light, a huge green dragon with huge wings appeared from the pokeball.
Chris immediatly jumped on the back of the Giant lizard and prepared to fly off until.
"Wait were's Raichu?" He asked.
Chelsea walked out. "Chris whats wrong now?"
"Have you seen Sparky?"
Chelsea rolled her eyes, and pointed at him."Try looking."She said.
Behind Chris curled up inside his backpack was a brown and Yellow mouse with a long wiry tail with a lightning bolt at the end.
It looked at him questioningly.
"Whew!" Chris said."Now lets go, cya baby!"
Chelsea just watched him fly off into the blue, and shook her head.
"Black people..." She said. "Can't even wait up, guess I'll Teleport."
She said, her blonde hair nearly shining in the sunlight.
" Thank goodness i thought i had left you behind, and I know how much you hate to miss a good fight."
nodding its head,The mouse agreed. Off they flew into the sunrise over the sea. Far away in Goldenrod City a large crowd of people were gathered at a large stadium waiting too get in.
"Man, where is Chris?" Jessica asked. "He is always late!"
She said angrily, flicking a strand of her chestnut hair from her face, her hazel eyes turning red.
"Don't worry!" Adam assured. I'm sure he'll be here.
A shadow was cast over them...Then Raichu came falling down, and landed on its front, and hind legs in front of Jessica.
"WHAT THE?!" She exclaimed somewhat taken aback.
Then Chris followed still holding onto Salamence's reins, then proceeded to remove them once they landed, before recalling Salamence.
"Well guys, anyone think they'll make it?" Chris inquired.
Jessica didn't say anything.
"You can count on me being in the finals!" Adam said.
"Not if I beat you first." A voice said.
David then walked up from nowhere. "What up Chris?" He said after h5'in him.
"Whats real wit it?" He asked. David's 5'9" 160 frame was somewhat small compared to Chris, who stood taller than a Raikou at the shoulder.(6'+)
"Not much, just debating who's going too make it to the finals."
David laughed. "Sure, what does Chelsea have to say about this?"
Now it was Chris's turn to laugh.
"What would she do about it?"
"Ahem!" Someone said.
"Crap!" Chris thought. "Can't be her, can it?"
He thought for a minute."Damn! Forgot she can teleport with Alakazam."
"So, when were you gonna give me a ride on Salamence?" She asked somewhat angrily.
"Umm." Chris strugled to think up an answer.
"Just kidding, you take some things to seriously." Chelsea said laughingly.
Then the crowd started mving.
"I guess we better get registered." Adam suggested.
"Good IDEA." Jessica agreed.
Jessica stood out as one of a few decent Asian trainers, but Chris was the only Black trainer at this particular gathering, with Adamn as the White guy, and David as the Native American it was basicly the United Nations.
Everyone proceeded to the Registration Hall, after about 35 minutes everyone was standing in the open coliseum awaiting the start.
The announcer told the rules
*The rules are simple, each trainer will fight 5 to 10 battles in all, 4 1v1 battles in which you wuill use 3 pokemon 4 2 v2 battles in which you will use 6 and 2 1v1 battles in which you will use all 6 pokemon.* The announcer paused for a minute.
*1)If your pokemon is KO'ed it is DQ'ed
2)If your pokemon goes out the ring, it is DQ'ed
3) If you forfeit the match then well.......wat do you think will happen?
The 1st round will convene tommorow at 8:00 am, late trainers will be treated as no shows.*
Having heard everything they needed to all trainers proceeded to thier quarters, where they would bunk that night.
After unpacking his things Chris saw Chelsea wearing low cut jean shorts, and a pink halter with her hair loose.
"Hey gurl, you wanna go around town?" He asked.
Chelsea looked at him squarely.
"You know maybe somewhere private?"
"Oh, okay." She said smiling.
Chris grabbed her hand softly, and led her out of the room not before grabbing some cash for the day.
"I love White gurls." Chris said to himself.
Seconds later David walked in.
"Where the heck did those two go?" He asked aloud.
Chris, and Chelsea walked down the main street holding hands just talking about things they cared about.
"Chris, come on, tell me why have I never seen you in school anywhere?" Chelsea asked.
Chris had to think for a minute before answering, but Chelsea continued.
"Are you like super-smart, or something?"
Chris nodded his head, they crossed over the track for the Magnet Train.
"Yeah, I like being modest about it." He said, his du rag billowing in the breeze.
"So, you wanna go to the mall?" Chris asked knowing she'd say yes.
Chelseea shook her head.
"Nah, I want a change of pace, how about The Underground? She inquired her blue eyes sparkling.
Chris looked at her for a moment before asking if she was sure.
"Yeah, I hear there are pretty tough people down there, and what better way to test my skills, I mean I have you to protect me right?" She said coyly. "Who knows, if you play your cards right you may get someting special." She winked.
Chris reluctantly agreed, ad they proceeded past the Police Station to a building that led to the infamous Underground.
Thugs,drug dealers, and hustlers ran rampant without anyone to reel them in, the law feared them, and so did not halt thier activities, things were going well until a smooth-talking Hispanic looking guy wearing some Ice, and a sweatsuit stepped up to Chelsea while she was talking to a friend.
"Hey Chris, somebody's messing wit'cha gurl over there." Some guy said.
Chris shot a look in Chelsea's direction, she was obviously uncomfortable he wasn't going to interfere until he saw the thug touch her..
"Oh!" Chris said. "It's on now!"
Chris walked toward his girlfriend, and got between her, and the thug.
"Aight my dude, just chill, this is my gurl you messin' with right now!" He said a little angry.
The thug looked at him. "Look, you move ya lose, so beat it!" He said getting up close to Chris.
He could smell his sour breath, it smelled like weed."Look man you best ease up out my face before somethin' bad happen to you." Chris said threatningly.
Chelsea didn't like the way things were going, so she opted to step in.
"Chris lets leave, don't even sweat these lame mofos."
Even though Chelsea was pulling him off, he was still squaring up with the thug, his eyes aflame.
"Pairings aren't looking good for tomorrow," Adam walked into the room and sat down on the bed. "Man, who lets regional champions into these things? They're Asians, before you ask."
"Lovely," Chelsea muttered, laying on the other bed. The maid had gone out for the day, leaving it with just the four of them. Chris had already had to shoo away the maid because he forgot to put up the Do Not Disturb sign.
"Proffessor Elm told me to tell you he wants to see you later," David said absentmindedly, almost like an afterthought. "You really have a thing for attracting attention."
"Blame my skill," Chris stretched. "Yeah, I'll go tommorow, you woke me up though. Where does he want to meet?"
"He'll be hanging out near the front of the coliseum," He shrugged. He looked over at Chris, who had already apparantly fell asleep. "Man, you and your sleeping."
"Mrrfle," Chris muttered into his pillow. He hadn't pulled up the sheets, and his du rag was messily splayed all over the pillow.
Chelsea chuckled lightly and moved over to Chris. Laying down beside him, he said, "So, Chris, you think it's going to be something good for once?"
"Less serious stuff, more sleepy," Chris muttered under his breath.
Chelsea hugged Chris from behind. "All right then."
"Cheater," Chris muttered before falling soundly asleep in her arms.
"But it's fun," Chelsea said quietly, nuzzling Chris's hair.
Chris woke up the next day inside Goldenrod City Stadium awaiting the big tournament to begin. It had been Chris's dream to go to the Hoenn league, but he did not have the Fly Hm or enough money to take the Magnet Train, and the SS Aqua did not leave until the next week. And one of the prizes here was 10,000 yen which was almost enough to ride the Magnet Train.
To kick off the opening ceremony, Next was singing thier hit single "Wifey"
Chris didn't particularly like this song, but seeing Chelsea dance in front of him compelled him to get in the game. As they got closer,a nd closer together, it was all Chris could do to keep himself composed, he couldn't get sidetracked.
About 15 minutes latter brackets were up.
Chelsea Riley------\
--Round 1--
Manuella Mendez--/
Chris Woodard---\
--Round 1--
Drake Edwards----/
Jessica Mikamura---\
--Round 1--
Charles Dansley-------/
Adam Smith----\
--Round 1--
Clair Evans------/
Cai Zho Xing----\
--Round 1--
David Shyne--/
Setsuna Takeda--\
--Round 1--
John Chapman----/
Emilia Lause---\
--Round 1
Carl Woods----/
Alfonso Robins---\
--Round 1
Zhao Hong---------/
Chris looked at the bracket..he was to fight a guy named Drake.(Not the Elite four member.)
"Man this is gonna be easy" he said to himself, but he felt sorry for Adam having to fight an Elite 4 member.
Chris went over his pokemon in his head, remembered all that he knew about pokemon and just prayed that he would do well...his alarm clock rang teling him it was time.
Chris donned his shoes got his trainer belt, his pokegear and his lucky gloves and walked calmly into the open colosseum.
Trainers please approach your your podiums!
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