Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone! Life stuff can get in the way sometimes, and I recently hit a big blockade. But don't worry! I've got the inspiration to jump in and do this now! Also, the new outro will be implemented this chapter! Tell me what you think! But for now, read and enjoy!

Also, thank you Hero LumiEre Lumanite for spotting the Lily clone last chapter! I'm supposed to be cloning back in Gen II, not here!

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A bonus shoutout thanks towards ToragonxPokemonMaster for helping me in finding a few errors. Thanks!

Chapter Four
The Battle Chapter!


Ding, dong, dong, ding… Dong, ding, ding, dong…

The first day of classes for the students of Alkia University as swarms of different Pokémon quickly filled their respective classrooms while the faculty prepared themselves to greet the many faces of the campus, familiar and new.

In Class F-112 was where Lucas was placed. He seated himself in the second-farthest back corner of the room, right next to the window. By sheer luck, it seemed, Gloria, Lily, and Lee had also been placed into this class. Although, Lily did not seem quite pleased by this fact.

Lee was sitting next to Lucas, who instantly made conversation with the Lucario.

"So," Lee began, breaking Lucas' thoughts, who had been staring out the window. He grunted to the Lickilicky, who continued.

"How was your first night?" Lee asked slyly. "Did you… see one of them naked?"

"…Maybe…" Lucas mumbled, still in deep thought. However, hearing the question made the Lucario blush. Lee did not miss this, and a smirk broke out on the pink blob's face.

"Haha!" Lee said triumphantly. "I knew there was a pervert in you!" Lee followed up by giving Lucas a few hard pats on the shoulder. Their classmates, however, were giving the two weird and stern looks due to the Lickilicky's statement. The student behind Lucas groaned and lowered his face into his hand.

"Shut up, damn it," Lucas said, grabbing Lee's arm and pulling him down. "It wasn't even intentional."

Lee raised a brow, then leaned in a bit closer. "Oh really? So who was it then?"

Lucas hesitated, then replied, "…Flannery… but not completely—"

"That, my friend," Lee cut him off, "is just the appetizer." Lee's smile widened as he asked, "So, what was she wearing?"

Unfortunately, Lee's interrogation was cut short as the classroom door opened, revealing a large orange weasel-like Pokémon with yellow sacs around his body, blue fins on his arms, and a fierce looking face.

"Greetings, class," the Floatzel slammed his belongings on the teacher's table, startling everyone and getting the attention of everyone.

Picking up a piece of chalk and writing on the board, the Floatzel said, "My name is Mr. Fisher. You may call me Fisher for short."

After writing his name on the board, he turned back to the class and noticed a raised hand. "…Yes?"

"Can we call you 'Fish'?" The student, eyes somewhat covered by shaggy white bangs, was an Absol, who shocked the class with the strange question, due to the Absol species usually being of a serious attitude.

"…No."

Mr. Fisher cleared his throat, then began speaking.

"I will be handling the Battle Class. And since all of you are enrolled in the university mainly focused on excelling in battles, I expect that none of you will not hold back in any of the challenges I give, as I will not be holding back for you, whether you're underleveled or not." Mr. Fisher made this speech loudly, as if addressing soldiers instead of students. He even banged a fist on his desk every while.

However, not one student gave any response, most intimidated by the shouting and fist-slamming.

Mr. Fisher sighed, then said, "Very well. This morning, we will head to the gym. Everybody leave their seats and follow me." The Floatzel took some select items out of his belongings and headed out the door, followed by his students.

"This is going to be interesting," Lucas said to his large friend as they headed down the hallway.

"You said it, I can't wait to be battling again," Lee replied, chuckling. "I hope I'll be battling one of the girls."

Lucas rolled his eyes upon seeing the expression on the Lickilicky's face, who was in a deep perverted thought, tongue stuck out and drooling. He found his gaze moving to the two Eevee Sisters who were ahead of them, happily talking to each other. He hadn't seen any of them in battle yet, so he felt somewhat excited and curious to see how they were.


Once everyone had reached the gym, Mr. Fisher had opened a keypad in a wall and pressed a few buttons. Moments later, the center of the gym rose up like a stage, and the traditional battlefield symbol appeared, glowing. Sections of the floor around the stage slid away on their own, and bleachers rose out and took their place in the empty space.

A collective "Whoa" was heard from the new students in the class.

Mr. Fisher, still at the keypad in the wall, spoke out to the class. "We'll start the day off with a practice session. This is the list of who will be pit against who."

He punched in a few more commands, and a holographic screen rose out of the center of the stage. On it was a portrait of each student with their name underneath. Before anyone could say anything, the portraits began to shuffle around on the screen until each was placed with someone they had never met.

At the top of the screen was Lucas and the Absol from earlier, who was apparently named Abel. All the other portraits faded slightly and Mr. Fisher moved to the front of the class.

"Abel and Lucas, move to the stage now! Everyone else, seat yourselves, please!" the Floatzel called out, and the class moved as instructed. As Lucas and the Absol moved to the center of the stage, everyone else sat down randomly in the bleachers.

After he was sure everyone was settled, Mr. Fisher said, "In case any of you didn't notice or have been wondering why, I didn't let anyone introduce themselves at all." He paused for a moment, then continued, "This is because in my opinion, the best way to get to know someone is through battles!"

As the students soaked in his statement, Mr. Fisher turned towards the stage and shouted, "Are the two combatants ready?"

As Lucas and Abel moved into battle poses, the class's chattering quieted down into murmuring.

"Even if I don't know you, I won't be holding back," the Absol told Lucas confidently.

"If you don't," Lucas said with a smirk. "Then it won't even be a battle."

"Begin!" Mr. Fisher called, and Abel dashed forward and began circling Lucas, who remained still, a glint in his eyes. Half a minute passed like this.

Suddenly, Abel dashed at Lucas' side faster than the students could follow, charging his hands with a dark aura, which had quickly formed into sharp claws.

Lucas reacted with just as much speed, creating a bright blue Bone Rush, and blocking the Absol's Night Slash. The block caught Abel off-guard.

"H-How!?" Abel asked, shocked. "I used Quick Attack on top of that! How did you see—?"

Using the Bone Rush, Lucas interrupted him and pushed Abel back, causing the Absol to lose his balance for a moment. That moment was all the time Lucas needed to discard his Bone Rush and place a well-timed Force Palm on his opponent.

"AAHG!" Abel cried out in pain as he went flying back, skidding across the stage. Lucas stood still for a moment, watching his opponent carefully.

"Can you still continue?" Mr. Fisher called to him. The Absol quickly replied with a no and returned to a battle pose.

"I'll wreck you, just you wait," the Absol growled. He used a Swords Dance. Lucas waited. Abel smirked, and sent three Psycho Cuts at Lucas. The ranged and advantageous Move caught Lucas by surprise, forcing him to dodge out of the way leaping a few feet to the left.

He did not expect Abel to use Quick Attack to strike him before landing. Even though Abel seemed to moving slow enough to see, Lucas had no chance of dodging the attack. So, he braced himself.

"Ha!" Abel grunted as he delivered a dead on Night Slash to Lucas' shoulder, causing Lucas to fall to a knee, grunting in pain. Abel stood above him, looking out to the crowd, a smug look on his face, assuming victory.

However, a student called out, "Ha! He's brilliant!" The exclamation caught the Absol's ear, and he looked down at Lucas, who was standing up, an orange glow fading from his body.

"Why, you!" Abel exclaimed, then went to attack again, forming another Psycho Cut. However, he suddenly fell to his knees, completely tensed, his attack dissipating. "Ahg… I can't… move…"

Lucas cracked his knuckles, grabbing the Disaster Pokémon's attention. The Lucario was staring down at Abel with a smile. "Endure is a very useful Move," he said calmly. "You combined Quick Attack and Night Slash, right?"

The Absol simply growled at Lucas, slowly getting up. "Well, I have my own combo," Lucas told him. Abel's eyes widened as Lucas' fist began to glow light orange. With impossible speed, Lucas' fist connected with the Absol's chest, and Abel went flying across the stage, landing on the far side of the gym. He did not get up.

The gym was silent for a moment before Mr. Fisher shakily announced, "This match is over… Lucas wins." A moment later, two Chansey showed up with a stretcher and carried Abel out of the gym. Noticing that some of the students looked worried for the Absol, Mr. Fisher reassured them.

"Don't worry about him class, he's just being brought to the clinic to be treated. Anyways, next up are Gloria and Nazz. Please proceed to the stage!" he called out.

Lucas jumped down from the stage, rubbing his shoulder. Gloria and another student, a Nuzleaf, were heading towards the stage for their battle, the Nuzleaf looking grim.

'Another disadvantageous match,' Lucas thought.

Gloria stopped in front of him and congratulated him. "Hey, good match! What was that last Move you used though?"

Lucas smiled. "Counter," he told her. "Good luck to your match."

'Not that you'll need it, I expect,' Lucas thought as he returned to his seat next to Lee. Lee was about to say something when a student moved to sit by Lucas and began talking.

"That was some incredible skill you've got!" he exclaimed with wide eyes. "You moved as if you had everything planned, Paralysis and everything!

The student was about Lucas' height, with a pale cream face and dark blue hair. His ice-blue eyes pierced through Lucas as he seemed to be analyzing the Lucario.

Lucas blinked. "Um, I can assure you that I didn't."

"Well, of course. But let me tell you, Abel is actually a surprisingly capable battler. And you defeated him with only three moves, only two of which were offensive, without even a Swords Dance..." the student said seriously, pushing his glasses up. "I mean it when I say you have real talent. You didn't focus solely your Type-Advantage, either. Quite interesting…" the boy then stood up and left.

Lucas turned to Lee, confused. "Uh…"

"Don't worry," Lee said with a reassuring smile. "That Typhlosion is named Tyseon. We're friends, he and I, and he means no harm. He's just a very serious battler. You better pray you're never pit against him, because he's almost never defeated. He's practically the reason Alkia has been winning the School-versus-School Tournaments. But again, he's a nice guy. He just acts serious."

Lucas sighed, and Lee tried to draw his attention away from the strange guy to watch the new match.


"Whoa," Lucas breathed, eyes focused on the battle. "Gloria's one hell of a battler, isn't she?"

"You're damn right she is," Lee agreed. "She's a beauty queen and an excellent battler in one. See why she's called the Blizzard Beauty?"

"Huh?" Lucas asked.

"Later," Lee said. "Look!"

Lucas returned his gaze to the stage, which was shrouded in a hailstorm. Lucas could barely make out Nazz in the weather, and he couldn't see Gloria at all. Nazz weakly fired some Razor Leaves out, but there was no visible target.

"Even if he did hit her, it wouldn't matter," Lucas heard Tyseon explain to someone else. "Her Ice Body Ability would heal her in that hail. He's got no chance, and he knows it." Other students murmured their agreement.

As if also in agreement, the Nuzleaf was suddenly flung off of the stage, being pelted with Ice Shards. The hailstorm slowly closed in on itself until it disappeared, signaling the end of the battle. Once again, two Chansey came out with a stretcher and took away the unconscious Nazz.

"This match is over!" Mr. Fisher called. "Gloria wins!"

Classmates cheered for the Glaceon, who was beaming at her victory as she headed back over to the bleachers to sit down next to Lily again. The screen reappeared above the stage, and the line of portraits appeared again, highlighting the portraits of two students, one quite familiar to Lucas.

Lee bounced in his seat a little as Mr. Fisher called out, "The next match is between Patch and Lee."


Finish! Cliffhangers, yay!

No, not really 'yay,' but I'm out of time, and this chapter is already pretty long…

So, here comes the new outro! If you like it, it will stay until (most likely) the end of the story! If not, then I'll change it again. Vote on the poll that's on my profile. Also there is information on this story and its history (shameless self-promotion, I know).

"Lee! What do you think you're doing!?"

"Pavahmen mah vavowit muv!"

"What?"

Next Time: "Wrap is my Favorite Move!"

"Hehehehehehe! See's tassee!"

"Lee, you're in a battle, not one of your fantasies!"