Hey guys, I decided to delete my old story for this one. A friend and I are going to be in charge? I guess you can say that lol. Either way, my friend is Yuki, ( ?order=5&q=narutorules9#/d5j9s2m), that is her character. My character is Horus, ( art/my-friends-pokemon-charater-334708788) *to view, put " browse . deviantart . com " in front, without the spaces or quotes.
Yuki's Point of View:
I can't believe it, I just can't! I was invited to the Top Trainers of the World party in Hoenn. Next week! I can't wait! I'm so excited! I hope I meet Wallace, I am just dying to become champion. If he is there, I don't care who gets in my way, I will battle him, and I will win. I wonder who else will be there? Maybe Cynthia, or Alder. Of course they would, they are champions! Would Gary be there?
*One Week Later*
Oh my gosh, this place is beautiful! The plane dropped off all the trainers at a resort on a huge island, with crystal clear blue waters, and a huge stadium, taking up most of the island. I bet that is our stop. I entered the building, and I was almost tackled by two huge sweaty guys in black. One held out his hand, and I knew instantly that he was asking for my invitation. I held it out, strong and proud. He took it, examined it, grunted, and gave it back. Easy as cake. I journeyed from stand to stand, looking for food, clothes, and anything else to shop for. You only come here once don't you? That's when I accidentally bumped some strange guy with pure white hair, and big red eyes. Instantly he started to apologize, and helped me up. That was when I noticed Wallace was standing there, talking to him. I instantly pushed him away and blurted out "Will you battle me?"
"I'm sorry ma'am. This young fellow here asked me to battle him already. He is here because he is an amazing Coordinator. Maybe after we may? I would be pleased if you would just wait a little ways longer." Even when he isn't on T.V. he is so kind. I slowly nodded, and turned back to the strange boy with white hair.
"You better hurry up, you hear me?" I NEEDED this battle. No question about it.
Horus's Point of View:
I am awoken to the sound of a horn, a car horn. Mail is here. I swiftly take a shower, and brush my teeth. If I wake up, I am up all day long. I go to the mailbox outside and pull out the mail. As I am walking back to my house I freeze. My thoughts blew up. I re-flipped the mail, then I thought to myself as I went through it once more. Junk, Junk, Bill, Junk, Bill, BOOM! I got an invitation to this thing called the Top Trainers of the World party. Not a catchy name. But it said it itself, TOP TRAINERS OF THE WORLD! I ran inside, slamming the door, and slid down the door, clutching the piece of paper to my chest. I get up, and walk to my second floor, a full floor of empty space. My training ground. I bring everyone out, and we do a mini celebration before the real deal in one week.
*One Week Later*
I walk off of the plane's gangplank with about 20 other trainers onto a crazy, deserted island in the middle of the ocean with a huge stadium in the middle. I have been to an actual island resort for one of my contests, and this was about two times worse. No space planning, barely any space on the beaches. Where is the fun in that? Stuck in a building all day long with 20 other sweaty people, and then the celebrity pokemon trainers. That was probably it, the celebrity pokemon trainers, who brought me here. Well, Wallace did. He is my hero, how him and his Milotic work together.
I start to wander around when I spot Wallace by a hot pretzel stand. I have a funny moment, to me at least. Someone who loves water pokemon asking for something hot. Hilarious. I slowly make my way to him, and try to act level headed. "Wallace, is that you? Could you do me a huge favor? Will you battle me, contest style?"
"Oh a fan? I see you must be strong, being here. Of co-" He was cut off by me thudding on the floor. Someone ran into me, and me being the humble man I am, I get up chattering my apologies a mile a minute while helping the girl who crashed into me up. She then saw Wallace and pushed me out of the way, like if I were a piece of paper that got wet. Just great, even surrounded by people in the same league as me, I get cast aside like a broken toy.