Pokemon KEN
Chapter 1: Showdown
"And now introducing our next coordinator!"
The crowd roared as the tall woman walked to the center of the stadium.
"Please give her a warm welcome!" said the announcer.
The spotlight focused only on her. High above her head she held out a Pokeball.
"Hey"
She tossed it into the air.
"S'cuse me"
And out of the ball shot out a bright flashing Poke-
"Excuse me!" The TV turned off and Erika snapped back to reality.
"Can I get some service over here!" yelled a man from a table in front of the restaurant.
"Erika! What have I told you about watching TV at work. Now tend to the customer!"
The chef yelled from a small window that connected the kitchen and the counter.
"Sorry Benny" said the teenage girl. She angrily turned from the kitchen and faced the counter.
"Excuse me! can I AT LEAST get some water!. I've been waiting here forever!" the man sat with his wife sat in a booth across the floor from Erika.
"Sorry be right there" said Erika. She began filling water glasses. As she filled them she scanned the room. There was one other customer in the cafe.
He was a tall man in a trench coat who had ordered coffee earlier. He was just typing away on a laptop quietly.
The chime at the doorway rang.
A blonde, spiky haired teenager (slightly older than her) walked in.
"Welcome" greeted Erika while taking the water to the couple. "Please sit anywhere" He walked up and sat at the counter chairs.
She hurried back behind the counter. "So what will it be sir" she took out a notepad from her apron pocket.
"Just a juice" he said as he scanned the menu.
"You got it"
Erika went to the juice machine. She peaked into the kitchen on her way, making sure the coast was clear.
"here you go" she sat the glass on the table and as the boy took a straw she grabbed the remote control and turned on the tv.
The guy looked up.
"That's last years Kalos grand festival right?"
"Yup!" she squealed excitedly "last years winner had the most beautiful pokemon but they were so strong too. That's the best thing about pokemon coordinators, they raise the prettiest and toughest Pokemon. Not only that they also yap yap yap...
" Geez sorry I asked" thought the boy. She continued talking enthusiastically about contests.
"Sounds like you're really into Pokemon contests" he said.
Her excitement increased "They're the best! I'd love to be a Pokemon coordinator"
"So what are you doing waiting tables?"
"Well" she turns and starts washing cups in the sink "I can't afford a Pokemon license so I got this job to save up money. My family doesn't really like Pokemon so they wont help"
The room grew quiet.
"But its ok" she said. "Everyday I'm one step closer to my dream. And I'll be a top coordinator just wait!" Her face light up
"What's your name?" he asked
"Erika" she looked over her shoulder at him "What's yours?"
"Kyle. Nice to meet you"
The chime at the doorway rang again. A gang of loud teenagers dressed in black leather and piercings made their way into the cafe and sat themselves wherever they wanted. They were screaming and laughing loudly. The angry couple at the booth looked spooked and quietly made their way out. The man in the trench coat was unfazed.
"He-Hello" Squeaked Erika
"Hey girl!" shouted the tallest teenager with a large red mohawk.
"Soda pop all round!" The rest of the gang cheered at his demand.
Kyle went back to his drink while Erika got a handful of soda bottles and walked towards the table with the gang leader.
"Here you go" she said with a smile. "Can I get you a menu?"
"How bout your number instead" he said with a mischievous smile. The gang 'Ooohed'
"I'll just get you some menus" she was dying to get away. As she started, he stood up.
"Come now baby don't you know who I am? The name's Damien. Leader of the Dark Murkrows" the gang cheered at the mention of their name.
"Not to mention" he continued "future Pokemon champ" he twirled a Pokeball on his index finger.
"Um" Erika was too frightened to move "That's nice"
"Now about those digits" He put his arm around her.
"How bout you lay off" the gang looked over to the counter where Kyle had stood up facing Damien.
"What you say punk?" screamed Damien.
"What girl wants to date some two-bit trainer like you" said Kyle. Erika noticed that Kyle's face was colder and harsher than before.
'What you say" said a random gang member
"Lets take care of him" said another.
"No" said Damien. "So punk you think you can take me? fine lets battle"
Kyle grinned "Deal, and if I win you and your 'friends' are banned from here got it?"
Damien grinned back "Fine and If I win, our pretty little mama here has to go on a date with me"
"What?!" Squeaked Erika. "Why me?"
"Deal" snapped Kyle.
"But But-" Erika looked at Kyle intently
"Relax" Kyle smiled at her. He glowed with confidence.
Outside the cafe in the street the road was the battlefield. On one side stood Kyle with Erika by his side. On the other stood the gang, all gathered around Damien. The man in the trench coat stood inside watching the event through the windows.
"Let's do this punk!" Damien held out his Pokeball "Golem, Crush him!"
The pokeball summoned the large rock Pokemon Golem to Damien's side.
"Ha bet you're not so tough now"
Kyle held his own pokeball and threw it "Go"
the ball summoned a Sneasel. It stood poised and confident with its arms crossed.
"wow what cool Pokemon" whispered Erika.
"Dont worry" Kyle turned to her. "I will win"
Erika gulped.
"Lets get this rolling! Golem Rollout"
Golem curled into a ball and rolled towards Sneasel with intense speed.
"Dodge" ordered Kyle
Sneasel dove out of the way as Golem passed it.
"Now metal claw!"
Golem uncurled. Thats when Sneasel came in with glowing claws and slashed the rock Pokemon hard.
"What the-" Damien was awestruck "Your pipsqueak Pokemon knows a steel type move!"
"Another metal claw!" Sneasel was slashing back and forth landing massive hits on Golem.
"Golem! Body slam!"Golem was about to slam its body down on Sneasel
"Icy wind" ordered Kyle. Sneasel blew a gust of cold air from its mouth. The gust hits Golem dead on and thrusts Sneasel away from Golem's attack.
"Stay still!" shouted Damien.
"Hey mowhawk" Said Kyle.
Everyone looked at Kyle. "Arrogant guys like you are nothing but show offs. I'll forfeit the match if you manage to land a single hit on my Sneasel"
"What!" shouted Erika
"You're on!" Damien looked more pumped than ever.
"Golem! Rock throw" Golem launched a barrage of rocks at Sneasel.
"Metal claw" Sneasel cut every rock in half.
"Grrr" Damien was steaming "Wait I know a move that you can't dodge!"
The gang turned to Damien in fear "boss no!" "not that move"
"Whats going on" wondered Erika.
"Golem! Explosion!"
The gang ducked for cover.
Kyle looked surprised "Sneasel!"
Golem began to glow and with a huge surge of power it exploded. Smoke filled the street.
Once the smoke cleared everyone saw Golem knocked out.
"Ha I win!" Damien pointed Kyle "There's no way you could've dodged that"
Kyle looked somber then he grinned at Damien.
"You sure?" from the smoke emerged Sneasel unharmed.
The gang, Damien, and Erika all gawked
"How's that possible" yelled an enraged Damien.
"Easy. When your Golem erupted I had Sneasel use protect. It neutralized all the damage"
Sneasel stood by its trainer while grinning mischievously.
"No way! I'm not done!" Damien returned Golem and held out another Pokeball.
"yes you are" the man in the trenchcoat came outside.
"Who're you old timer? Stay out of this!" shouted an angry Damien
The man removed his coat and revealed Professor Sycamore
"Oh crud, you're that researcher!" said Damien
"That's right and thanks to your explosion I'm sure the Vaniville town police is already on their way to investigate"
The gang began to panick "Dude we gotta bounce" said a member
"Grrr" Damien started to runaway. "This isn't over" he shouted at Kyle.
The Professor walked down to Kyle and Erika.
"Are you two ok?" he asked.
"We're fine" said Erika. "Kyle you were amazing out there" she crouched down to Sneasel's eye level "and you too Sneasel"
Sneasel looked unfazed.
"Turns out you were right about that guy" Sycamore said to Kyle "he was nothing but a show off. What kind of trainer would make his own pokemon use explosion? I tell ya kids these days."
"Um I'm sorry but who're you?" asked Erika
"You don't know? He's professor Sycamore. The foremost Expert Pokemon researcher in the Kalos region" Kyle bowed "Its an honor sir. My name is Kyle"
Sneasel bowed in unison.
"Haha now now no need for formalities"
"Nice to meet you too sir, I'm Erika"
"Professor, trainers like Damien don't really deserve Pokemon right?"
"You just proved it. Maybe he'll spend more time training now"
"Then wouldn't you rather give a Pokemon to someone with real ambition to raise that Pokemon?"
'Give a pokemon?' thought Erika 'What's he talking about?'
"Of course" replied Sycamore
"Then please" Kyle bowed again. "Please give Erika here a Pokemon"
"What!" Erika looked at Kyle and then at Sycamore
Sycamore looked as if he were pondering the question "Well..."
To be continued...