Author's Note, and Announcement to the Reader:

If you are reading this you have more than likely already read and finished my other stories prior to this. If you haven't, guess what, you need to read them! You will not be able to follow this story at all unless you do read the others 1-4, Fired Up Fights.

I have said this before, and I feel that I need to say it again. These stories have been written over a six-year period, and because of that the writing has improved in those years. The first story, though I am still revising it, is not as well written as the later ones.

This story is still rated PG-13, with little to no cursing. These stories may even fall in the PG range, but to make sure that I do not get any angry fans saying that it is a little graphic or intense, I am leaving it as such.

Please leave comments and reviews. Even if you don't like to, I really would like to know what you enjoyed or liked about my stories. The more feedback I get the more I can include in my later additions.

With that said, please enjoy this next addition to the Fired Up Fights saga, Eruption in Hoenn

Chapter 1

Team Who?

During those two weeks on the ship I kept to myself. The last thing I wanted was to draw more attention. The room I was in was small, only big enough for a bed, which was raised up on stilts, and a sink with a mirror. Under the bed was a small desk with a dresser, which only had a few drawers. The only times I left was to shower or use the restroom. Besides that, I ordered room service constantly. After all, no since in NOT spending the money that I have building up in my bank account.

The day had come at last. I heard children running up and down the hallways of the ship all morning. People were packing their bags, and the majority of the passengers were already on the deck. We would be landing soon, but I had already thought it out and knew what the results would be. If I walked off the boat with the other passengers, someone would spot me, recognize me, and then BAM! Paparazzi. That was the last thing I wanted.

I jumped out of the bed, landing on the wooden floor. I raised my arms, balancing as I glanced up at Pichu. He was standing on the sink, on his tippy toes, trying to watch himself in the mirror brush his teeth. White foam was all over his cheeks and fur, and his little toothbrush wasn't quite little enough. In his small hands the thing was rather large, and he had to open his mouth as wide as he could to get it to reach his back teeth.

I smiled, picking up a blue striped button up long-sleeved shirt that was draped over the chair next to the desk. I buttoned it up, leaving the top three buttons undone as I put on my pants. They were khakis, ones that I have had for a while, but never really wore. After the incident at the Indigo Platue I lost a bunch of my nice clothes. I then turned around, hearing Pichu run the fosset and rinse. I walked to the desk, looking up at the bulletin board with a map of Hoenn that I bought from the gift shop. Well, I didn't really buy it, I made room service buy it for me. Oh well, same difference. I then glanced over at the ships souvenir blue prints, another thing I had room service buy me. I trailed my finger from my room, mapping my way to the storage containers at the rear of the ship.

"Pi, pi, pi!" Pichu danced as he walked up to me, tugging on my leg. "Pi, Chooooo!" He smiled, showing me his small white teeth.

"Lookin' sharp!" I smiled, bending down to pick him up. He laughed, running up my arm to sit on my shoulder. He then looked at the maps.

"Here we are." I said, pointing to our room. "And when we hear the dock whistle," I then moved my finger around the passageways of the ships blueprints. "We will be leaving out of here." I stopped my finger at the cargo bay. I then looked at Pichu. "Those stupid cameras." I smiled. "We're gonna' out smart them, arnt we?"

"Chaaa!" Pichu said, holding up his fist in front of the blue prints.

"Now, about where we are landing." I looked at the Hoenn map, running my finger to the town with the biggest harbor. "If I'm not mistaken, we will be landing here, in Lillycove." I stepped back, looking at the map. "Lillycove? Sounds like a pretty place. Hmm… but what about gyms…" I examined the map, and the brochures. "Lets see, it looks like the nearest gym would be in Fortree. Man, that's nearly Fifty miles from Lillycove. Next would be Lavaridge, then Rustboro, Petalburg…" I looked at the map and examined it closely. "My gosh, this place is laid out horrible. There are three gyms that are not even on the main island. Oh well, I suppose the quickest would be to go to the Dewford islands from there, get that badge, and then head up to Mauvill and back to Lillycove." I did some math, and tried my best to measure the distance with my fingers. "Wow… that looks like… at least a 6 month journey by foot. Good thing I got a bike. But I will need to avoid crowds. I guess the best time for me to travel would be at night. Yeah, that sounds like a plan." I then focused back on my path. "Now, after those six badges, I guess the next place would be Mossdeep Island and Sootopolis Island. From there, the Elite Four Island is about forty or so miles east." I groaned, throwing my head down in dismay. "I already hate this region, and I haven't even set foot on it yet."

WHHHOOOOOOOOOO! The whistle blew.

Pichu and I both looked up. I smiled, grabbing my bag and shoving the maps and brochures down inside of it. "Lets go."

***_-Scene Change-_***

The cargo hold of the ship was cramped, and just like on the blueprint, there was an unloading door. We waited in the dark for the sound of the ships bridge to hit the dock. When it did I looked at Pichu and nodded as I twisted the knob on the door. I took a deep, closing my eyes as I opened it. It was daylight, something I hadn't seen in weeks. Even with my eyes closed, it burned. It took me about a minute to be able to open them, seeing that the door was on the far side of the dock, away from the passengers.

"Alright." I said in a whisper to Pichu, who was on my shoulder. "Lets get out of here." I held on to my bag tight, leaping the gap and landing on the dock. I raised up, looking around as I lowered the sunglasses that was on my head over my glasses. The place was warm, even too warm for me, and that just added to the tropical atmosphere of the area. Palm trees were all over the place, and in the distance I could hear the sound of some kind of native guitar playing.

I looked down the dock towards the unloading area and began to walk in that direction. The passengers were all piling out of the ship. As I was walking I looked to the nearby city. The place was booming. Pedestrians were walking around everywhere, into buildings, across crosswalks, and even on the beach, which the docks were connected to.

"This isn't going to be easy." I said, talking to Pichu as I watched people crowd into the boating area from the beach, which was connected by one wooden dock that branched off into the loading area. "To escape, that is."

As people began to walk by me on the wooden bridge I lowered my head, trying to hide my face. I headed off the deck, glancing over to the beach. There looks like a path heading out that way. I looked forward, seeing a pokemart and center a little ways into town. I could stop there and get a better map.

"Hey! You!" I heard a man yell from behind me. I stopped walking, glancing in the bottom corner of my sunglasses. At that angle I could see a reflection of what was behind me, and in that reflection I saw a man wearing a blue bandana and a black and white stripped shirt.

I ignored him, looking forward and walking again.

"Hey!" The guy screamed at me as he ran up to me. He put his hand on my shoulder. He was taller than me, by almost a foot, and his hand was rather large. He spun me around, and I caught myself on the spin. I stood there, one hand in a fist and my knees bent. "You're quite the little punk, arnt you?" The guy grinned.

"What's it to you?" I murmured. Crap… this guy knows. I glanced around. People were starting to stare. Son of a gun! Now I'll never get away.

"You!" he pointed at me again. "Tell me! Are you…"

I grit my teeth, ready to make a run for it.

"For Team Aqua?"

"Team… what?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"Pi?" Pichu tilted his head.

The man put his hands on his hips as he took a deep breath. "Answer! Are you for Team Aqua or Team Magma?"

I didn't answer at first, instead I shook my head and laughed.

"What?" He demanded. "Why are you laughing?"

"I would love to tell you." I smirked as I turned away. "But this isn't the place. Come on, and you can tell me all about your team."

"Sweet!" He smiled as he followed behind me. "Your wearing blue, so you must be Team Aqua!" He then pointed to Pichu. "You have a pokemon! It isn't a water type, but electric is good too!"

"Oh, so Team Aqua is water pokemon trainers?" I asked as we walked into town.

"What?!" He screamed as he grabbed his head in frustration. "Noooooo! You really don't understand Team Aqua at all, do you?"

"No. I don't."

"Here's how it is, kid." The man said as he put his hand on my shoulder again, stopping me in the street. "In Hoenn there is Team Aqua and Team Magma. Team Aqua, which is the best," he smiled, "uses Water, Electric, and Dark type pokemon."

"Well, I guess I fit that bill." I said, looking at my pokeballs. "But what about Team Magma?"

"Yuck!" He spat. "Team Magma Sucks! They use Fire, Dark and Steel type pokemon!"

"Hehe!" I laughed. "Well, looks like I fit the bill on that one too."

The man frowned as he looked at me. "Well, what are you, Team Magma, or Aqua?"

"Can I say both?"

"No!" He screamed as he took out a pokeball. "Answer! Magma or Aqua!?"

"Umm…" I turned around, looking as I saw a ton of people in blue outfits walking around. Darn, this whole place must be a Team Aqua hangout. But, what the heck is a Team Aqua? Is a fad?

"Answer now!" He screamed, attracting attention as he held up the pokeball high in the air.

"Hey now…" I said with a smile as tried to calm the guy down. Lord, if I get into a fight here I'll have the whole town against me. That would completely destroy my 'low profile'. "Hey look, I got an Electric," I said, holding up Pichu in my arms. "And a Water, and a Dark type! And I'm wearing blue! See, I'm a trainer like you!" I then laughed.

He sighed, putting his pokeball away as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "I knew you were like me, little bud! Team Magma SUCKS EGGSACUTE!" he screamed.

"Hoo-Raah!" The crowd of people screamed as they raised up their fist.

Oh, my, gosh… this place is full of weirdo's… "Well, umm…" I said, getting out of his one armed hug. "It was nice meeting you-"

"Allen." He said as he held a thumbs up.

"Umm yeah, that's great, but I gotta go."

"Where too?"

"Um…" Honestly, the furthest place away from you. "Oh, you know…"

"You gonna beat up Team Magma?"

"Yeah, sure." I turned and ran down the street.

"Team Magma SUCKS EGGSACUTE!" He screamed again, and again the people answered back.

"Whoo-Haa!"

***_-Scene Change-_***

"My goodness." I said as I walked into one of the several department stores in the area. "This place is whack."

"Pi-chu." Pichu nodded.

I walked up to the desk, pushing the shades up closer on my face. The girl behind the desk looked up at me. "May I help you?" She then tilted her head. "Excuse me, but, do I know you? You look so familiar?"

"What?" I laughed. "Well, you know, people say that a lot, but I don't think so."

"But that Pichu, and that hair…" Behind herewas a TV, playing the news.

"There is still no news about the run away pokemon master Kyle Gray."

I gulped, as the TV continued.

"Two weeks ago Kyle Gray vanished from the league at Johto and has yet to be seen again. If you have any information on the whereabouts of this trainer, please contact the news station."

"I got it!" The girl snapped her finger.

I turned to look at the door. Could I run without making a scene? I could have Pichu shock the girl and knock her out. No, that would be bad.

"Your from the TV!" She then stood up. "Your that player for Team Aqua!"

"I'm tha-wha who?" I asked confused. Well, that's better than being Kyle Gray I suppose.

"From the Poke-Foot-Ball Team Aqua! Your Pichu is a star!" The girl then jumped up on the table, putting up a fighting stance. "The best Zap-Runner Team Aqua ever had!"

"I'm sorry lady," I said, backing away from the counter. "I'm not-"

"Oh, don't worry." She said as she winked at me. "I wont tell anyone. It'll be our little secret."

"Yeah, that's great." I laughed as I changed the subject. "Can you show me where the maps are?"

"Of course." She pointed to an area in the back. "They are back there, next to the shirts."

"Thanks." I turned to walk that direction when I passed by a red striped button up shirt. It was long sleeved like mine, but it looked like a thinner material. I looked around. If I got a different color shirt maybe people would stop confronting me about those stupid teams. I picked it up, checking the size. 16, perfect. I walked on back to the maps, picking up the biggest atlas they had.

I headed up to the counter, laying the items on the table. I looked up smiling, but my grin was quickly changed when I saw the expression of the once so happy cashier.

"Yes, you are right. You are not him." She then scanned my items.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

She then huffed, holding up the red shirt. "Because no true member of Team Aqua would buy this!"

"Well… umm… sorry, but…"

"No!" she said, slamming the stuff on the table. "I'm sorry that I EVER confused you for a Team Aqua member." She then put out her hand. "That will be $500."

"$500?" I asked confused. "But, the shirt is only $10, and the atlas was $30!"

"You forgot processing and handling."

"What?" I stepped back. "What 'process' and 'handling'?"

"This handling," she said picking up the items. "And this processing." She then shoved the items on the shopping bag.

"Fine, whatever." I reached into my wallet; bring out five one hundred dollar bills. "Just give me my stuff." I grabbed the bag, and headed out the door.

My gosh, this place is so weird. I then looked up to the sky. "Though, I must say, this was better than the first day than my last journey."

I looked to the road. This place is packed. I can't go down on the road now. I know I got lucky the last two times, but my luck may run out. I can't let anyone else see me. I looked at the atlas, checking my area and distance. Looks like I was right, about fifty miles Northeast from here is Fortree, and my first gym.

"Pi?" Pichu asked as I closed up the book, holding it in my arm.

I looked to the edge of the beach, spying a pathway into the woods. "Lets head in there, chill for the time being. We'll head out tonight." I then smiled. "You having a good first day?" I asked looking at Pichu.

"Pi! Cha!" he smiled.

"Great." I then looked to the woods again. "Lets hope it stays that way."