Chapter 1
As the warm solemn day came to its' peak over the large old stadium, cheers and gasp could be herd coming from the large crowd taunting the two trainers below with victory. machamp the superpower pokemon was in a fierce battle with the pink royal pokemon slowking.
"Now Machamp, use the use Dynamic punch, and finish this," yelled the young trainer.
As Blake Ashton watched the large gray pokemon charged, and started to build energy in its' fist. Blake knew that if the attacked connected that it wouldn't do massive damage if it connected, he still commanded slowking to dodge. For such a large and slow pokemon this was better said than done, but slowking still managed to barely dodge the punch..
"Slowking counter with psycho boost," Blake ordered.
Slowking understood and started to focus its' psychic energy, causing it to engulf and wash over its' body, mind now racing and muscles tightening it charged. Moving in overdrive slowking landed a powerful punch much to the surprise of the large and muscular pokemon. Rocketing machamp back as if he was nothing more than a newly hatched caterpie, slowking's punch caused him to crash into the hard ground a few meters away.
"Machamp, get back up and use cross chop," the young trainer yelled in desperation.
Machamp tried to get back up and counter attack, but it felt as though it had already reached its' limit, and the fact that he just got hit with an attack that was super effective didn't help his situation.
Blake ordered Slowking to attack with water pulse. Before Machamp had time to get up the deep blue aquatic missile struck him, flooding over him as though he just got hit by a tidal wave knocking him back against the way of the stadium, and causing him to faint.
"Machamp is no longer able to battle, Blake Ashton is the winner," the ref announced to the crowd.
As screams and cheers erupted from the multitude watching with amazement, Blake recalled his pokemon, running his hand through his short brown hair he walked up to the podium and claimed his trophy, while looking out to the crowd and waving, but before leaving the stadium an older man came up to him.
"That was quite an interesting battle you had," said the older gentleman "but I think you could have done much better if you wouldn't have held back."
Blake knew what the old man was talking about. He could have used Psycho Boost to end the battle right then and there, but he didn't want to have the championship battle end with just one move.
"I don't know what you mean I didn't hold back," Blake lied
"Whatever you say, but when you want a real battle just come find me," the old man said as he gave his card to the Blake ,which he just stuck it into his pocket without reading it.
"Well I have to start getting back home to New Bark Town," Blake said as he started walking away not caring to continue the uncomfortable conversation.
"Just remember to come and find me when you get tired of holding back," the old man called as Blake walked away.
"Yea I will," he said waving his hand in the air.
As he walked out the front door of the stadium he looked down at the shiny golden trophy and read the words out loud "Johto Cup Champion," in brilliant golden words.
Turing of the T.V. the young girl ran out of the house and jumped into her mother's car.
"Sorry, but wow you should have seen that battle mom. It was insane, and that slowking completely controlled the battle the whole time, but to bad that battle was like five years ago," The little girl said.