A.N. Hey guys! I thought of this while playing Pokemon Y version, trying to get lots of battles in at the Battle Maison. However, in round 19 of the Triple Battles, I lost in the most unfair way to some jerk! So, I thought about what would happen if someone kept losing no matter what, and, well, this story came into fruition. Enjoy.
John's P.O.V
I groaned as I trodded into the next town, tired from having to try my hardest to dodge every other Trainer on the route I was on, just so my team would be able to survive. For some reason, whenever I pitted them against anyone, they would always lose. I looked down at the Mega Ring on my wrist, glaring at it.
"How the hell is this thing supposed to make me in more in tune with my Pokemon when they always faint in battles that count..." I said to myself, my entire team in their balls. I scoped out the town for a warm and dry spot for tonight, since it was supposed to be the next town for a Tournament. After finding one in a large enough alley, I crouched down against a wall and let my team out.
"Garde..." Said Korra, my Shiny Gardevoir that I had started my journey with. She wore upon her neck a necklace, with the Gardevoirite Mega Stone, which enabled her to Mega Evolve. She sat close to me, shifting the flaps of her dress so she didn't get them dirty.
"Meta..." Said Datamon, my large Metagross, who looked the place over before tucking his arms in and resting behind me.
"Scep..." said Matt, my Sceptile, who curled up on top of Datamon. Those two always shared a similar, friendly tone.
"Tyrantru..." softly growled MetalGreymon, the large Tyrantrum I found at level one as a Tyrunt. He had always been sort of like a pet Poochyena, and so, he laid down at my feet.
"Lap..." Said Plesiomon, my Lapras which was given to me, whom I treasure, who slowly slid up and covered Korra and I with his neck.
"Talon..." said Silphymon, my Talonflame, who perched on Plesiomon's back.
"...well guys...we're down to the last of my cash...if we can't win in the Tournament tomorrow...we'll have to move home..." I said to them. Upon hearing this, they were all shocked, knowing that if I had to go home, then I would never be a Trainer again. "I'm sorry I have to say this, but I need you all to win tomorrow, no matter what...we literally cannot afford to lose..." I said, starting to tear up.
"Voir..." Said Korra, who wiped my tears away and held me close. I heard a drop and felt Matt hugging me from the other side, felt MetalGreymon's head rest more on my feet and legs, and even felt Silphymon rest as best as he could on my stomach.
"...I...I love all you guys..." I said, hugging them all close before we slept in that alley.
The next morning, we went to the Tournament front gates, them staying in their balls. I walked up to the receptionist and entered in all the data that they needed for my team. After this, I let them out so they could go off and take their pills they needed to be legal in the Tournament, mainly one to cancel out the Poke-Amiee connection, which is the only reason why any of my Pokemon actually evolved. After they were done with that room, I recalled them all, and started my first battle. Across from me in the arena was another Trainer.
"The first battle for today shall be between John of Vaniville Town and Karkat of Kiolude City!" Boomed the Announcer. I raised MetalGreymon's ball, and tossed him out, watching the Karkat guy toss out a Kingler.
"Alright, MetalGreymon, Stealth Rock!" I shouted out to it, watching all the small rocks hit into the ground.
"Kingler, Guillotine!" Karkat shouted, watching the large crab jump to MetalGreymon.
"NO!" I shouted, knowing he would just spam it until I was destroyed.
"RANTRUM!" MetalGreymon shouted, actually biting it just as it was about to connect and shook it off of him.
"King!" It shouted before it hit the side of the arena, instantly knocking it out.
"...M-MetalGreymon..." I said, shocked.
"It looks like Kingler's out for the count, meaning this round goes to MetalGreymon the Tyrantrum!" The Announcer said to the crowd. I looked up at the big Dinosaur, and saw him nod at me.
'No way! My Pokemon only do that when I'm in normal battles...d-didn't they take their pills?' I thought to myself before recalling him to send out Matt.
"Alright, now let's see how you can really deal with my tank!" Karkat shouted as he tossed out a Crustle.
"Shit...alright, Matt, try Dragon Claw! I shouted after the enemy Crustle got the rocks dug into it.
"Scep!" He shouted as he started to rush to it, having the speed advantage.
'He may not be able to deal a lot of damage, but at least he'll have a chance...' I thought, before watching Matt slash it and completely break it's Rocky shell, and knocking it out in the process.
"What? That was critical?!" I said to myself, amazed. After this round, I had managed to do the exact same with each of my other Pokemon, save for Silphymon, who had Brave Bird-ed himself unconscious at the last moment of the battle. The most peculiar thing with all of my Pokemon was their similar ability to behave as if they weren't affected by the negation pill. 'What the hell is going on with them?' I asked myself.