Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
I sighed as I sat in my chair in the Radiant Chamber. There hadn't been a challanger in days, never mind a good battle in weeks. I stifled a yawn as I picked at my nails, I didn't think when I defeated the last champion a few years ago that the role of Champion of Kalos would be so... dull. My Ninetales sat next to me and gave my cheek a defiant nudge as if to say 'I'm bored'.
"Should we take off buddy?" I asked with a smile as he nuzzled against my face and I let off a giggle "I'll take that as a yes"
I whipped out my Holo Caster, letting it call Siebold. A moment later the pale blue, flickering image of one of my Elite Four was on my screen.
"We had any challangers today?" I asked, sitting comfortably sideways in my chair.
"Just the one, poor guy was a fire trainer - didn't stand a chance" he sighed "though his battling technique was art worthy"
"Right" I sighed
"You taking off again?" he smiled slightly
"Yeah" I sighed
"Listen, we've been thinking - Dransa especially - that you could use a break" he said
"Why?" I cocked an eyebrow challengingly
"Because you've been doing so much sitting around, I fear your love of Pokemon battling is going to fade" he said bluntly and I let off an
"Oh"
"Go to the beach, let your hair down, both metaphorically and literally" he tried to joke
"I guess" I muttered
"Good, good, I'll let Dransa know you agreed" he sighed "you know how she likes to worry"
"Okay, Siebold" I rolled my eyes as his image disappeared. I sighed into the empty room and it echoed off the cold stone walls. I'd really gotten over the beauty of the Radiant Chamber. The first time I was here I was a wide eyed 15 year old with a party full of equally ready Pokemon which now rarely get to be out of their Pokeballs at the lack of contenders I got here. Now I was about to turn 21 and my excitement for battles was close to nil.
"What about it, Ninetales?" I smiled as he purred happily "where do you wanna go, home to Snowbelle? Or maybe we could go travelling - we could go to Lumiose?" his eyes seemed to brighten at the thought and I chuckled "that sound good, huh?" he nodded and I smiled at the thought, I hadn't been to Lumiose in at least a year. In fact - I'd barely left the league in months.
I grinned as I ran to pack what I had at the League - me and the people of the Elite Four tended to stay up at the league all the time in case of contenders. Most of whom rarely made it past my four trainers. Even if they did my four Pokemon tended to crush them into the dirt. I specialised in Ice and Fire tye Pokemon. Yes, I get the irony of training those types together. But I was born and raised in Snowbelle, where there were more Ice pokemon than anyone could count. When I was given my first Pokemon by Sycamore I was immediately attracted to Fire type. I smiled as I clutched the Pokeball for my Charmander. It had been years since I was given Charmander. I started my journey a lot later than most kids do - at the time Professor Sycamore was a young frshfaced man just out of his studies and was handing Pokemon out to kids. I snapped up the opportunity. I felt my face tug into a wider smile as I thought of him - I'd definitely have to drop in on him while I was in Lumiose. I had a team of Four - which I knew was odd for a Champion who usually had six. They were worth six between the four of them. Ninetales, Charmander, Glaceon and Lapras.
As I stepped out the League the smell of fresh water and forest slapped me in the face and I sighed happily, heading towards the exit - smiling kindly at the people training outside the League as they stared in awe. I tried to dress and look as intimidating as possible - set people off when they entered the radiant room... I think. I had pale, silvery hair that was tyed up into it's usual high pony. My entire wardrobe was black. My eyes were an almost silver, pale blue. People had joked in Snowbelle that I used to blend in with the snow.
I sighed as I reached the exit of the League for Snowbelle. This break would be good for me.
I hoped.