Roark just had to laugh. His new challenger certainly wasn't a very bright one. A Swellow? The type disadvantage itself was horrible for the boy controlling it, but what was even worse was how inexperienced this trainer must have been.
"You do know that Swellow is a flying type?" No response. The kid probably didn't even know that. Then again, if he didn't he wouldn't have managed to evolve it now would he?
"Meaning this battle is already over. Go, Geodude!" Roark was confident he could win, yet at the same time, there was an eerie feeling about the battle. His challenge, Tamaki, hadn't even spoken past his name and challenge. Roark was about to show this kid why he was a gym leader though.
"Geodude use rock throw!" Instead of just using a rock though, Geodude hurled himself towards Swellow, who was merely waiting, hovering above the ground. Just as Geodude seemed like he would hit, Swellow struck it with an obvious steel wing, and it crashed to the ground, defeated. One hit was all it took. The type-advantage apparently didn't matter to this challenger. Roark had been so sure though..
"You know your pathetic taunts and over-confidence cost you the match before it started, right Roark?" Tamaki asked, a smirk on his face. "I mean I'm never going to lose this way. Hell.. I'll even stick to just using steel wing to prove how much stronger we are."
That made Roark mad. He sent out Onix and used dig. "Can't hit what you can't see haha!" Tamaki practically yawned as Swellow flew up too high for Onix to reach.
"Baka." When Onix finally came back up, it tried to jump higher with tackle, but Swellow had already been waiting, and used steel wing once more, directly hitting its opponent in their face, making Onix crumble.
"I.. still have an ace up my sleeve!" Roark sent out his Cranidos, but he didn't really seem too hopeful about winning now.
"I'm not even wasting my time." His Swellow started to fly towards Cranidos too quickly for the rock-pokemon to avoid, and instantly took it out with steel wing, then Swellow flew back and landed on Tamaki's shoulder.
Reluctantly, Roark walked to the back of the room to grab a case containing his Coal badge, then back to Tamaki. "As per league rules, for defeating me I present you the Coal badge.." Tamaki took it and bowed. "You know kid, you're really strong. Gyms won't even be a challenge, why did you train so much before entering mine?"
"Oh I didn't train much. You just got frustrated and stopped thinking." Tamaki brushed his dirt-colored hair from his eyes and walked out of the gym, Swellow flying around him. Behind him was Roark who wasn't mad, but rather in thought.
"I'm gonna remember you, Tamaki!" Roark called. "Even if all I remember is you wear black shorts and black hoodies! Well.. and you're kind of short." That was his only revenge was mocking the boy, but in the end Tamaki was already gone.
Once outside, Tamaki slipped his badge into one of his pockets, then continued to move back to the route he had gotten into the town using. If he rushed he could be back in Jubilife within a day. While walking through the town, he noticed how a few people were headed inside, like it was getting late. Right, normal people slept during night. Not traveled. Taaki wasn't normal though.
He found himself outside the cave, and turned around. One last view of the Oreburgh. What a nice place. He turned to go back inside. Just before he could enter the cave back to the route though, a slight wind picked up, specifically in front of Tamaki. He knew what that meant and tried to quickly walk forward before-
"Tamaki-kun where are you going?" called a female voice. Not too high pitched, but not exactly low. A hand reached out and grabbed his jacket, but Tamaki slipped out and tried moving in his plain white t-shirt. Another hand grabbed that.
"Sure, sure. The champion of the region shows up to check on her favorite student and he tries to run away?" the voice asked sternly. It wasn't Cynthia though. Cynthia lost badly to this girl. She was Tamaki's mentor and only friend. About a year older than him, she was sixteen.
"I take you on a training trip, watch your first gym battle and then want to talk to you about it and you try to run away!?"
"S-sorry Soya-sensei," Tamaki apologized, bowing. "I just didn't want you to tel me I did something wrong during my battle." Though he was telling the truth he left out a detail. He got nervous whenever he saw his former sensei. He wanted all eight badges and a good win-streak before he challenged her. Then he would take her title.
Soya tossed Tamaki his jacket back and smiled. Walking up she wasn't exactly taller than Tamaki was. Her midnight-colored hair wasn't very long. It went down past her neck and slightly down her back, but she kept two long lines of hair in front too, down towards her chest. Her skin was quite pale, she chose to move in the dark too. With deep, blue eyes, it felt like she was staring straight in Tamaki's whole being.
"Fine, but you're going to hear my commentary now or later, so you might as well sit down."
Tamaki sighed and sat, crossing his legs. Swellow dropped onto the ground, watching the girl. "I beat him easily.."
"I know you did baka~ you just completely looked hypocritical telling him how overconfident he was. You need to stop underestimating your opponents because your Swellow is strong, little hurricane." Tamaki groaned at the last part.
"Why that name? I'm Tamaki. You're the only one who calls me Hurricane," he told her, standing up.
"You completely ignored what I just said didn't you?" Soya frowned, but Tamaki was already walking away. She sighed. "I'll see you again soon little kid!" she taunted, walking back out into Oreburgh.
Tamaki shook his head and continued back onto route 203. With it being late there was really no one there to tell him he was going to battle.
"Swellow, return for now so you can sleep," he said pulling out his pokeball and having that familiar red light do its job. He was alone, walking on the route. Or so he thought.
Tamaki stopped suddenly, looking around. He felt something. His body started to feel heavier, and his head hurt. He could hear slight a slight murmur of voices.
"Who's there?" he called. As soon as he said it, five people surrounded him, all wearing the same uniform. All white with hoods on, casting shadows over their faces.
One of them stepped closer and Tamaki tried to back away, but he ended up backing up into a person whose arms wrapped around him, holding him in place. The one from before got closer, stopping just in front of him. Tamaki was struggling hard but the man (or woman) holding him was far too strong. The person put their hands on Tamaki's head and he suddenly stopped moving.
"W-whaa..." his eyes closed and he fainted in the middle of the route.
"He's not ready," the figure said with a muffled voice, like he was wearing a mask. All five of them disappeared, leaving the boy's body on the ground.