I inhaled deeply, smelling the scent of a human.
I knew he was a trainer, I could smell the faint scents of Pokemon on him, I sniffed deeper, trying to identify them. The first one that came to me was a Typhlosion, it was obvious this Pokemon was his partner, as his scent was the most prominent. I only was able to smell two other Pokemon close to the trainer, a Beedrill and a Vaporeon. The rest of the scents were too faint to smell.
I am a Mightyena, called Death. I am half shiny, with blue eyes and the parts of me that should be a light grey were a gold instead, but strangely my back and paws still carried the signature black fur, and my nose was still red.
My mixed colors were probably due to the fact that my father had been shiny, but my mother had not.
I loved battling, and I live near the Charizard Bridge in the Unova region. I had heard that a new challenge called the Pokemon World tournament was making its debut, and I wanted in. Hence the search for a participating trainer.
I knew this trainer had to be participating due to the smell of powerful Pokemon and the air of confidence.
I leaped from my spot in the dark trees and brush on the side of the road, and waited for the trainer, who was just appearing on the horizon. I had a very good sense of smell, probably better than most Mightyena. I lied down and casually examined my claws, kneading them against the soft ground.
As the trainer approached I stood up and snarled at him; my time to do what I do best had come.
He looked at me, appearing slightly taken aback my threatening demeanor, then grabbed a Pokeball from his belt and sent out a Beedrill.
"Poison Jab." He ordered calmly, and the Beedrill came at me, purple poison swirling around on his sharp pincers. Before he could touch me, I rushed forward and struck him with a Sucker Punch, knocking him back. He landed on his back, then stood up and shook himself off.
"Smartass." He commented. Lovely, a curser. I wasn't much of a curser myself, but I have been known to utter profanity in dire situations, and those were rare.
"Bug Bite." Before I could react, the Beedrill landed on my back and began to bite me rapidly, I snarled in pain and wheeled around, my mouth on fire, to sink my fangs into the stupid bee with a powerful Firefang, I then shook him around and flung him into a tree.
"Wow, what a loser." I sneered, trying to taunt him, "Can't even beat lil' old me." He glared at me, buzzing furiously,
"Roost!" his trainer cried, but the bug ignored him and came at me with another Poison Jab, I backed towards a tree, and when he was mere feet away from me I jumped straight up, kicked my hind legs against the tree, and landed behind the dazed bee, then quickly turned around and wrapped my fangs around his torso in a powerful Thunder Fang. He struggled, trying to escape, but I did not yield, he began to scream in agony as the electricity course through his body, I refused to release him until I was sure he was out cold. I flung him to the ground. I was tempted to eat him, as I had not had Beedrill since I traveled through the Pinwheel forest, but that was no way to be caught. The trainer recalled his Pokemon and sent out a Ampharos.
I burrowed underground, dirt flying faster than thought possible, then I dove upward in a powerful Dig, only to find my opponent not there, I turned swiftly, only to be struck in the chest with a jolting ThunderPunch. I fell to the ground, writhing painfully as the electricity jolted my nerves, making me move involuntarily.
As soon as my spasm session ended I leapt to my feet. I heard something behind me, and I leaped side ways to dodge a super-effective Signal Beam, I then turned to sink my flaming fangs into the Ampharos, severely burning it.
It paused for a while, being hurt by the burn, then came at me with another ThunderPunch, and I disappeared in another Dig. This time I hit my mark, sending the light Pokemon flying. The weary Pokemon slowly got to its feet, before sending a powerful Thunder my way. I quickly got out of the way, feeling a bit of electricity spark at my tail, then turned to face my opponent, trying to plan what to do next.
But the Ampharos was tired, and using the powerful attack he promptly collapsed in exhaustion. I smirked, although I had gotten hit with a pretty powerful ThunderPunch, this had been an easily earned victory.
The trainer sent forth his third Pokemon, a powerful looking Typhlosion, who spoke to me,
"Dynamic use Flamethrower!" The Typhlosion's trainer shouted, but as he drew a breath to unleash powerful flames I crashed into him with a Sucker Punch.
He stumbled back slightly and I came after him with a ThunderFang, but he launched a ThunderPunch at me, connecting with my mouth and promptly frying my insides. I again suffered through the involuntary jerks that jolted through my body, and I stood up painfully.
"Old trick I learned from a friend." The Typhlosion, Dynamic smirked. "What's your name, you oddly colored Mightyena?"
"Death." I hissed, and launched another ThunderFang. He was taken aback by my sudden recovery and therefore was hit with ThunderFang, and it was his turn to write involuntarily. He stood up, still jerking slightly, and hit me dead on with a Flamethrower, which knocked me against a tree. I tried to stand, my back legs sprawled behind me but my front legs held steady. I found that the impact of hitting the tree had temporarily paralyzed my hind legs, and could not move them. My front legs gave away.
As my vision began to fade, I saw the boy take a yellow Pokeball with black stripes out and throw it at me…I felt a sucking sensation as I was pulled into the ball and gave no resistance.
Success. I was in.