The sea at night, is, to simply put it, beautiful to look at...if it wasn't raining.
So Lewis is just stuck in his room, looking out onto the deck, which is getting massacred by raindrop after raindrop. If he didn't know any better, he'd swear that Team Aqua actually succeeded in awakening Kyogre, and this is the direct result. He's never actually tried living on a cruise liner, so if he wasn't up to date with news in the Hoenn region, this would be the perfect place to start.
It's actually hard to believe that it's been a week since he won the Hoenn League Championships with his team of six.
Meowstic
Amaura
Linoone
Aegislash
Swampert
and Mawile
Each of them had their own strengths and weaknesses, and to be honest, he's actually surprised they managed it. Then again, they were a really close bunch, and no matter the double battle, they could cover each other like siblings.
Yes, even the sword looking one. He has feelings to.
He's already called home, to let his mother know that he's sending her his Hoenn league trophy via mail once he gets to Castelia City in the Unova region. He even gave her an outloud spoken P.S message thanking her for getting him over his seasickness. Damon was a pain to put up with before they parted ways in Slateport.
Sweet Arceus, that bathroom smelt gnarly.
He can't really complain now though. The room is nice and fresh after about 2 bottles of air freshener, and he's about to go see another region.
Ah, Unova. From the tall skyscrapers to its many bridges. This'll be interesting.
Suddenly, a beeping noise emits from his trouser pocket.
"Huh?" He takes out his Poke Nav, a handy little device he got from the Hoenn region. An alarm reminder tells him all he needs to know. "Crap, got a minute to get there!" He grabs his hoodie and in a matter of seconds, he has it zipped up. "Who's bright idea was it to set the reminder for 7:59 when the last battle is at 8?!" He pauses just as the answer comes to him and his hand is hovering over his Poke Ball belt. "Oh wait, it was mine."
He wraps the belt around his waste, then grabs a bracelet with a rainbow coloured button on the top of it, and he slots it on. "Let's waste us an opponent!" He whips his head to the bed. "Meowstic! Let's move!"
"Mrreeeooww.." The curled up Pokemon yawns, not wanting to move from her spot yet.
"Meowstiiic.." Lewis groans in a whiny voice, somehow. "We've got literally 30 seconds and counting to get there!"
Said Pokemon opens one eye, looking at him.
"I let you curl up at the end of my bed like you wanted, so can you at least throw me a bone?"
Meowstic sighs, then hops off the bed, walking past the trainer to the door, using her Psychic move to open it up.
"And don't waste your energy before the fight even begins..." He facepalms, walking out after the Pokemon.
In a huge room filled with passengers of the ship, who are crowded on balconies placed around the arena, a battlefield, average sized, has only one competitor on it so far.
"Where is he..?" A girl with medium brown hair asks herself, growing ever impatient. "Did he decide to throw in the towel? He could have just buzzed the staff to let them know...much easier."
Contrary to her musings, Lewis bursts in through the double doors and takes his place on the other side of the field, Meowstic beside him. "Sorry I'm late, peeps! This one took her time waking up." He points at his Pokemon, who throws her trainer a glare of disapproval, making a few of the audience giggle.
"Not at all. We're just about to start." The referee tells him, before lifting up his flags. "This battle is between Lewis Mansell of Santalune City, and Mariah Smith of Olivine City!"
"I hope you can give me a good battle, Lewis! And I really hope that you just winning the Hoenn League wasn't some dumb fluke!" She smirks, pulling out a Lure Ball. "Simipour, come on out!" She throw it up in the air, and the Geyser Pokemon lands on the field, ready for battle.
"Simi!"
"Hmm...How about it, Meowstic?" He smirks down at his Pokemon. "Ready to win us another battle?"
She nods and smirks with as much determination as himself, running onto the field, facing Simipour.
"Meowstic vs. Simipour! Let the battle begin!"
"I'll let you go first, Mariah." Lewis says with a smirk.
"That is gonna be a big mistake." She smirks back. "Simipour, Scald!"
Simipour takes in a deep breath, and shoots out a stream of boiling hot water at Meowstic.
"Straight in with a ranged attack..Meowstic, Shadow Ball!"
Meowstic holds out her paws, charges up a deep purple ball, and launches it at the Scald attack. The two attacks collide, and explode in the middle. Both Lewis and Mariah cover their faces with their arms, an excited grin on Lewis's face.
"Noice! This won't be an easy fight!" He clenches his left hand into a fist, and thrusts his right hand forward. "Meowstic! Signal Beam!"
"Mmrrewwwostic!" Her paws glow with a rainbowy aura, and energy charges up in between them. She thrusts them forward, and the peculiar beam bursts forth at Simipour.
"Oh no you don't." Mariah smirks. "Simipour, use Dig!"
"Simi!" The Geyser Pokemon burrows into the arena, causing Lewis to tilt his head.
"How did it-"
"The cruiseliner company like to keep things as authentic as possible. So they use the same dirt that's used in the Pokemon League matches." The referee explains to the trainer.
"Aaaah. Okay then...Meowstic, concentrate!"
The Pokemon closes her eyes, and her ears unfurl. That way, she can feel for Simipour underground.
"It works a little bit like the aura capabilities Riolu and Lucario have. But y'know, with Psychic Pokemon!"
Meowstic's eyes open, sensing Simipour's presence underneath. "Meow!"
"Alright, Meowstic, jump! And let there be Thunderbolt!" He pumps his fist up with a grin, Meowstic's body crackling with lightning.
"Not so fast! Simipour! Use Scald again!" The monkey opens his mouth, and shoots a jet of boiling hot water, catching Meowstic off guard, doing as the name of the attack says and scalding her.
"Mrrreeeooww!" She goes flying, doing a backwards somersault, before she lands on her feet, steaming.
"Dangit! That was some fast thinking." Lewis laments. Mariah and Simipour are a good combination, that's for sure.
"Why doesn't your Meowstic cool off?" The female trainer smirks, waggling her finger. "Simipour, Ice Beam!"
"Simii!" Simipour opens his mouth once more, shooting a frozen blue beam at Meowstic.
"Puns?" Lewis snickers, snapping his fingers. "Meowstic, use Psychic, and direct that attack right back at him!"
Meowstic, recovered from the boiling attack, unfurls her ears once more, and grabs the beam with her Psychic attack, directing it away from her, and making it go straight for Simipour.
"Get outta there, Simipour!" Mariah shouts, but the beam strikes Simipour's feet, freezing them to the field. "Oh, no!" She shouts with her eyes widening.
"Oh, yes." Lewis responds with a smirk. "We didn't win our league battles by doing nothing. Meowstic, Thunderbolt! Once more!"
"Meeeooowstiic!" Her body crackles once again, before she fires off a stream of lightning, which hits Simipour without fail.
"It's Super Effective!" Lewis laughs, clenching his fists. "Now finish it! Jump, and use Shadow Ball!"
Leaping into the air, Meowstic puts her paws together, charging up another Shadow Ball between them.
"Simipour, dodge it!" Mariah franticly shouts, but it's too late, as the attack hits Simipour right as he gets to his feet.
He's send tumbling back, before hitting the floor with his back, swirly eyed.
"Simipour is unable to battle!" Cheering fills the room. "Meowstic is the winner, which means Lewis is the winner of the tourney!"
"Yyees!" Lewis makes a victory pose, as Meowstic runs back to him. He kneels down, and strokes her head, causing her to smile and purr gently, ear twitching. "Meowstic, you were amazing.."
Mariah kneels down and pats Simipour on the head with a gentle smile. "You did well, Simipour. I couldn't ask for anything else. Rest up, okay?" Returning Simipour to his Pokeball, she looks up at the victor and gives a little giggle, seeing Lewis scratching Meowstic's ear, before returning her. She gets up and walks up to the trainer, and holds out her hand. "Hey."
Lewis looks up at Mariah, smiles and takes her hand, standing up. "Good battle, Mariah!"
She smiles back, shaking his hand. "You too. I finally found a trainer who could give me a run for my money."
"Weeell I don't like to brag, but..." He laughs a little rubbing the back of his head.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, you won the Hoenn League, yadda yadda, babyface." She taunts with a smirk.
"I do not have a babyface!" Lewis retorts, blushing from embarrassment. He looks around.
Good.
Everybody's vacated save a few that didn't even hear him. Hopefully.
"How old are you really?" Mariah playfully asks him, leaning over to him.
"18, just like they said on the tournament stats in Ever Grande!" He shouts defensively.
"Riiight. You look more 16 to me."
"Steven said that..." Lewis replies, trailing off, but then waves his arms about. "But that's not the point!"
Mariah bursts out laughing, and nudges him. "Oh lighten up. You're fun to mess with." She sees him huff and turn to the side, crossing his arms, then rolls her eyes. "You stopping off at Unova?"
His demeanour changes instantly, and his smile returns. "Yeah! I turned down the position of champion and let Steven keep it. I mean there's more of the world to see, ain't there?"
"That's true." Mariah agrees, putting a hand on her hip. "Hey, I'm gonna be travelling the Unova region as well!"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah! So how about me and you travel together?" Mariah suggests, an excited grin on her face.
"Uh?!"
"Yeah! I mean we're both strong, we both love Pokemon, I bet we could storm Unova with our combined strength! Besides, you seem like an alright guy."
Lewis stands there befuddled.
This trainer, this girl, who was his last opponent in this small tournament, was asking him if she could travel with him. They'd only just met!
Although...
She's great at battling. He's experienced that first hand...well Meowstic did anyway.
Plus, she doesn't seem like a bad person in his eyes. She showed concern for Simipour when it was hurt.
What did he have to lose?
"Yeah, alright." He says with a shrug and a smile.
"Woohoo!" She gives him a tight hug and smiles brightly. "I knew you would!"
Lewis's eyes widen, face heating up, and sweating slightly. "Geez, this girl's slightly weird. Then again, I'm the one who wore a fez at the Hoenn League afterparty...Her chest is pressing against mine, I repeat, her chest is...damn it, I swear if Damon was here, he'd be laughing his ass off to kingdom come." Unable to say any actual words, he just lets off a nervous chuckle, and pats her head. "Hehe..yeah. "
Attention, ladies and gentlemen, the St. Anne the Second has arrived in Castelia City. You will have an hour to vacate, please make sure your rooms are empty of your belongings, and your room keys returned to the staff. Thank you for travelling with us, and have a nice day.
"Have a nice day is said when something's about to explode in some movies. Let's hope that isn't the case here." Lewis quips, unwrapping Mariah's arms from around him.
"Don't make me paranoid, babyface." She digs him in the arm playfully.
"I'll try not to, huggles." He retorts glaring at her in response, to which she glares back. There's a momentary pause before they break into laughter, and walk to the exit of the ship.
"Eh." Lewis thinks to himself. "I did the right thing, she's not half bad."
So this is a thing.
It's something I came up with after replaying Alpha Sapphire. Hence the Team Aqua reference near the beginning.
I might not continue it, yet I might do. Just tell me what you think in a review c:
Ciao for now!
