Glitched Wishes
Disclaimer: I don't own the Pokemon series!
Summary: After an intense Grand Festival finale, May participates in a fishing rally to see an old friend and meets a zealous fishing fanatic dressed as a waiter there. They participate as a team for the rally, but an accident at sea causes them to be stranded at a suspicious island. The only way out is if they work together! May x Cilan friendship, possible romance (undecided)
Genres: Horror/Mystery/Science Fiction/Friendship and maybe romance
Chapter One: I don't think so, Harley!
The stage was set at the Johto Grand Festival! This year's contest season was longer than usual because the contest halls were scattered all over the region and the organizers were trying some new things, but it was all worth it. May met her seasoned rivals, Harley and Drew, in contests all over the region, and the three of them were certain to make contest history since each of their battles were so close. Anyone following Pokemon Contests at all heard of them and paid particular attention to their matches.
This time it was the furthest that May's ever been. She had barely managed to beat Drew in the semi-finals, and standing before her now was Harley. They had both been whittling each other's points all battle long. Everyone, including the MC and the judges, were hanging on to their seats.
"All right, Glaceon, use Ice Shard! And Blastoise, follow it up with Hydro Pump in the air!" ordered May, her arm outstretched as she confidently gave the order. Her pokemon jumped up immediately, dodging Harley's Octillery's Constrict in the process.
"And May's Pokemon performs a glorious ice and water display in her famous Ice Fireworks move! Harley had better watch out, because that move is not only stunning, but it packs a punch once those not so delicate ice sculptures rain down on the battlefield!" exclaimed the MC.
"You won't fool me with that trick again, May darling," smirked Harley. "I'm one step ahead of you! Banette, use Thunder!"
Banette cackled and filled the stage with lightning and also managed to reflect on the ice, which was beginning to hurtle towards the stage.
"Wow, Harley manages to turn May's attack to his advantage, showing off Banette's sheer power! How will May respond?" said the MC, stunned.
May eyes widened as she found an opening. The accuracy of Banette's Thunder was low and its light reflected off of the ice, so for now it wasn't hitting any of the pokemon on stage, so what if she could use that Thunder...
"Glaceon! Jump on Blastoise! Blastoise use Surf!" shouted May.
"Banette, use will-o-wisp to melt the ice! Octillery, follow it up with Surf too!" bellowed Harley. May's mouth dropped open. He wouldn't.
"I don't believe it! The entire stage is completely drowned in water! Folks in the first five rows, I hope you brought a raincoat, because it-is-POURING!" screamed the MC before getting soaked. The judges also got drenched, and so did the two coordinators.
May was completely horrified the instant the water hit her dress that her mom specially ordered for her. Apparently it was in the magazine Unova Chic Monthly, a pink and white dress styled with "the majestic grace of a Jellicent" and was complete with tentacles and ruffles. She'd normally never pick that out herself, but her mom begged her to wear it. The dress immediately ballooned because it could double up as a flotation device and she shrieked and turned red in embarrassment. She glared at Harley. He knew about this! He totally did this on purpose!
Harley immediately burst into laughter, but strangely enough, a lot of the male viewers in the audience had hearts in their eyes, and began to chant, "May, May, May, May!" May covered her face as the water started clearing up and her dress deflated.
The MC waited for the crowd to die down before beginning to announce again. "After that daring move, and uh, interesting fashion technique by Coordinator May" (May: "IT'S NOT INTERESTING!") "which pokemon is left standing?" The MC waited for the water to clear some more, before continuing. "I don't believe it! It's a quadruple knock-out! The judges are going to have a hard time deciding this one!"
May and Harley returned their pokemon to their pokeballs, thanking them for the performances.
The judges spoke among themselves for what felt like forever, and when they were finally done, they applauded both Harley's and May's performances.
"Truly remarkable! One of the best contest battles I've ever seen!" exclaimed Mr. Sukizo.
"It was an amazing battle. It's hard to pick out any flaws in both coordinators' work. All of the pokemon that battled truly shone," added one of the Nurse Joys that were judging.
"So who won? Who won already?!" muttered Harley to himself. May wasn't faring any better.
"It really was amazing watching these two coordinators grow throughout their Johto performances," said another Nurse Joy. "This battle was really something else! And that was quite a daring move at the end by both coordinators. I really felt like I was in a water park!"
"I couldn't have said it better myself, Nurse Joy," said Mr. Contesta. "The two of you are incredible coordinators. We judged every aspect of the battle and even took the appeal stage in account, and it is a tie!"
The audience gasped. Harley and May both screamed "WHAT?!" and even the MC was speechless for a moment.
When the commotion died down a little, Mr. Contesta continued. "But unfortunately we can't have two winners for the coveted Ribbon Cup! According to contest rules, in the rare case this happens there will be an extra event for both coordinators to compete in, which we will hold tomorrow here at the stadium."
The MC blinked a few times, and then said into her microphone, "So there you have it, folks! Tomorrow is, hopefully, when we'll find out who the true victor of this year's Grand Festival is! Thank you to all our performers today, and I'll be seeing all of you again soon!"
May grumbled about Harley under her breath as she stomped towards the pier of Cherrygrove City. She was now in her normal clothes, a green bandana with a pokemon logo and a orange dress with a similar print on it. She had on her green fanny bag as well. There was an event she wanted to check out that was going on the same day as the Grand Festival. It was a fishing rally, and though she wasn't too big on fishing (it was a relaxing pastime, but eating was her pastime of choice) she decided to check it out because she instantly recognized the name on the flier- it was Mr. Briney's fishing rally! Mr. Briney had helped her and her friends a lot during her journey through Hoenn and had given them lifts with his boat. He was a really nice old man who told her stories about his young sailor days and his adventures with his trusty friend, Peeko, a Wingul who was always by his side.
She took a deep breath, calming herself. That Harley. That double Surf trick was totally unnecessary! Then again, he got drenched too and in hindsight she supposed it could be perceived as funny...Harley'd never let her live it down. And she couldn't even begin to imagine Drew's reaction. Wait, maybe he didn't watch the contest! There was still some hope!
"Get your Grand Festival pics here! We already have prints from the finals!" announced a merchant from a nearby booth. May looked at the picture that hung on the wall of the booth and screeched in agony. It was her getting splashed by a surf wave and her dress instantly inflating, and while that was happening she was making the most embarrassing face ever! This was the worst! So much for that, her picture was probably all over town!
"Hey, isn't that May? It is!" exclaimed the merchant. "Water you up to?" He asked, proud of himself for the pun and chuckling. "These pictures are free for you of course! Good job today!"
"AAAHHH!" screamed May in response before fleeing.
The merchant scratched his head. He didn't think the pun was that bad...okay, maybe it was.
May stepped onto the pier. The rally didn't seem busy, and there was only a small crowd there. She supposed that most people were concerned with the Grand Festival so maybe fishing wasn't their top concern. She brightened when she saw Mr. Briney, and ran over to him while waving.
"Hello Mr. Briney! It's May! Remember, you gave me and my friends a ride to Dewford Island in the Hoenn region! When I saw your name on the flier, I just had to come see you. How are you?" asked May with a huge smile.
"Why, hello there May!" replied Mr. Briney. He returned her smile. "How've you been, little lady?"
"I've been great! Say, where's Peeko? She's not with you today?" asked May, looking for the cute little Wingul.
Briney laughed. "My darling Peeko is flying around somewhere! So are you entering the fishing rally today, May?"
"Oh, that's too bad, I wanted to see her! Uh huh! But what are you doing all the way over here in Johto, Mr. Briney?"
"Well, that's just the thing," said Mr. Briney, stroking his chin. "This old sailor hasn't had his last adventure yet! There's a special island somewhere in the Johto seas. I've heard it started appearing only recently and it appears in a different area each time, or so they say."
"Wow, what's it called?" asked May.
"Glitch Island. I'm afraid I don't know much about it other than its name. There is one other thing I heard. The island chooses who can see and visit it. It might merely be a myth, but my sailor blood tells me there must be a pattern to its appearances! Ha ha ha! Well don't let me keep ya, young lady. Registration's almost over, see? There's some forms you need to fill out over there. Just some health waivers, nothing too big you see. You better get there before they put everything away," replied the old sailor.
"Okay, got it!" May smiled then turned towards the booth. They were closing it as she signed the forms and she was supposed to be the last entrant.
"OH NOOOOOOO! I'M LAAAAATE!" screamed a male voice. May turned towards the sound, but whoever it was was too far away for her to see anything but a dust cloud racing towards the booth. There was no way whoever it was would make it in time.
"Um, one more please," said May to staff at the rally.
"I'm afraid we really have to start," said the man at the counter, dismayed. "The other fisherman want to begin as soon as possible. Why don't you add a teammate to your form?"
May looked confused, but at least she didn't have to add a name to the form. She just had to write how many people were in her team, so she put the number two for her and whoever was coming in late. "Okay, here you go."
"Here are two Old Rods. Good luck!" said the man.