Okay, I had to start this chapter. The idea was just falling into place. Welcome to Unova, Red...
Agoge – Remember that Red is still dressed like Red. Charmander is being used as a sign of starting over, and some people will catch on naturally. However, "Reid" will be used in areas where his identity is insignificant (if that makes any kind of sense with Red...)
Yeah, this might not be the best way to start a journey. Hopefully it makes for a suspenseful read. Enjoy, and do review.
A man with green hair and a hexcrest stationed on his right eye approached the pair of trainers. He wore a tattered black coat with the crest of some organization Red didn't recognize, and he supported his barren frame with what appeared to be a walking stick. The glint in his eyes indicated that he was up to nothing that would be considered good. It reminded him of the Team Rocket boss that he had thwarted. Giovanni had class, however, and it seemed this menace had been beaten more than once. The more intimidating thing however were the rows of grunts, seven-wide and seemingly endless in number, marching behind him. This small seaside town was not able to withstand warfare of this multitude. Red stood his ground, believing that rules would be established before the onslaught commenced. At the very least, he hoped to learn the cause of this great army's arrival.
Hilbert spoke up, seemingly knowing these people quite well.
"Hey, Ghetsis...what do you want now?" Fear, which certainly was there in Red's eyes, was masked at least with some amount of psuedo-experience.
"Shut it, you! We're going to do what that bastard "N" should have done...KILL Hilda White! This region has not seen the last of me."
Never before had the crimson-clad boy seen an evil organization with the intent to kill someone before. He was well aware of Lavender Town's Pokemon Massacre at the hands of the Rockets, but the causes of death didn't seem so intentional as this man was letting off, and with another human, no less. It began to rain in sheets, which was a bad sign for Charmander. Still, he believed in his partner's ability to stand up for what was right. Red wasn't about to let the Lizard Pokemon down. For some reason, death seemed worthy of flirtation on this particular night. Charizard, who had faced nights in cold downpour before, would only expect his son to outlast the drizzle, especially when it's trainer would risk all of the blood in his body for it.
"...You...will not succeed."
"Who are you? You think you can simply cosplay as a great trainer, and then put your life on the line for some girl? The real Red wouldn't even give a damn about a human being! They say his Pokemon aim to win, at all costs...Is this a challenge?"
"Reid...this isn't very smart..." Hilbert uttered, now being accompanied by a whimpering Bianca, who was again indecipherable between each sob.
Red flicked his cap, glaring at the man with the makeshift walking stick. He awaited the offer's acceptance. "If I win, you all leave..."
"And if I win, I'll leave with Hilbert, and you will spend the rest of your miserable life as one of my grunts...IF I decide to let you live! I will kill her...and that boy too...and there is nothing your pathetic attempt at looking the part will ever do to stop me!"
A professor-type walked between the two would-be combatants, as Hilbert accepted his fate. Red was the real Red. If not, then he had the backup plan in putting his faith in Nate and Hilda to turn the tide before something awful happened to him. Bianca however, was tough to reassure.
"Ahem.." began the man with the blue strand of hair above his glossed blonde locks. He exuded a will to bring out Pokemon's strength, from what Red could tell without talking to him personally. "I am Colress, a Pokemon professor working with Team Plasma. My goal is to see the potential of Pokemon be brought out to the fullest. Which is what I hope to see from both of you trainers as I will serve as this battle's referee. This will be a battle between Ghetsis, Lord of Team Plasma and, as Hilbert so indicated earlier, Reid. Where is it that you live?"
"Pallet Town."
Ghetsis roared in hysterics, still believing the boy in front of him was incapable of such strength Red was famed to exhibit.
"and Reid of Pallet Town... This will be a one-on-one affair. The challenger, Reid, will have the first strike. The first Pokemon that is unable to continue battling, will decide the battle. Is this understood?"
Red nodded, and Ghetsis stared coldly at his professor and administrator, waiting for him to get on with the battle.
"Then you may send out your Pokemon."
"Hydreigon! Decimate this punk!"
"...Charmander..."
The lizard pokemon caused Ghetsis to laugh even harder, spewing vulgarities at the seemingly overmatched opponent. This may have been the biggest joke he had ever seen.
Meanwhile, Red went down to business in analyzing the three headed Pokemon in his sight.
"Aside from the rain, this appears to be a Dragon-type Pokemon, meaning Fire attacks will have very little effect, and a successful blow could harm Charmander in a great deal. His coloration leaves the possibility that this is a Dark-subtype Pokemon as well. It seems to be a fully evolved Pokemon and it is airbor-"
"Reid, I must warn you, that Hydreigon has had it's fair share of battle experience. Are you absolutely sure that is your choice?" Colress gave a shred of concern in the question. This professor was not totally sold on Plasma being his fate, but he had to use the resources allotted to him for his research.
Charmander spewed confident embers in the direction of Hydreigon, and Red flicked his cap yet again.
"Well, than it is settled. Reid, begin."
"CHAR!"
"Leer!..."
"Hydreigon, Dragon Dance! This Charmander won't live to see it's tail be doused by the storm!"
Meanwhile, Hilbert shuddered as he attempted to comfort his green hat-sporting confidante. His fate in the hands of either an idiot, or the greatest trainer alive. And a Charmander in the middle of a torrential downpour.
"Hilda...if you are out there, we could really use your help..."
