OK, any of you old school fans knew that this was coming-Brock VS. Misty. I was going to put this battle as the second, but I thought I'd save it for the third. This was a battle that I've been excited about, and I actually planned it out with several different outcomes (say it with me, now: nerd. Yes, I know). But, I am content with the outcome I chose for this chapter. I also had this battle going between putting it in Misty's POV or other audience members. Then one of you sweet reviewers requested for a match to be done in a battler's POV, so it was settled then! This is in Misty's POV for the most part, and I hope you all enjoy it. I'm working on doing better on battle descriptions (it's so weird, I have no problems planning a battle out, it's the whole writing it out that gets me), so please let me know if a battler POV helps any with the battle descriptions. Also, instead of calling the battles as 'chapters', I'm going to start referring them as 'Rounds'; it's just easier for me to manage. Enjoy!~
Round 3: Brock VS. Misty!
After the last match between Whitney and Elesa, Brock went over to the Pokémon Center to find and comfort Elesa from her loss.
Why Elesa? Because who wouldn't want to have a fashion model cry all over them.
Brock grinned as he practically skipped over to the Center and began to look around for Elesa, his imagination going wild at the possibilities this presented.
Brock confidently strode up to the sobbing super model, Elesa, as she waited in the waiting center as her poor Pokémon were being treated.
"There, there," comforted Brock in a voice that had suddenly turned much deeper and manlier than before. He sat next to Elesa and wrapped a suddenly larger and more muscular arm around her as she began to weep uncontrollably in his arms.
"Oh, Brock!" sighed Elesa, who's voice had suddenly turned high pitched and girlier. "You are such a great friend!"
Brock grinned cheekily as he held up a fist in triumph. "Yeah-"
"So, you are Brock from Pewter City?" said the feminine voice that shattered Brock's daydream.
"Yeah," sighed Brock again, not fully focused as he wiped a bit of drool off the corner of his mouth.
Elesa looked over at the drooling guy in concern. "Uh, did you hear me?"
"Huh?" Brock shook his head and looked at Elesa, who had been trying to get his attention. His face began to burn.
"Y-y-you really are Elesa!" stammered Brock, his eyes shining as the subject of his fantasies stood before him. He grinned as he snapped up the collar of his shirt and began to lean towards Elesa. "Hi, I'm Brock, the Gym Leader at Pewter City in Kanto. And you are none other than the lovely Elesa. Would you need someone to comfort you from your loss, my dear?"
"No thanks," said Elesa, as she held up a hand to stop Brock's arm from wrapping around her. "That won't be necessary. Whitney was the better Trainer in that battle and it was fun to compete, so no hard feelings. Besides, you have a battle to compete in."
"Huh?" Brock stopped and starred at Elesa confusingly. "I do?"
Elesa nodded. "Yeah, they just announced it just now. You have to report to the field-and hurry!"
Brock began to run towards the direction of the field as fast as he could.
"Thanks!" he called back to Elesa. "Do you know who I'm up against?"
"It was another Kanto Gym Leader," Elesa called back. "I really can't remember the name. It started with an 'M'…Marty, Meggie, Medley…"
"Misty?" asked Brock, stopping briefly to turn back to Elesa.
"That was it!" cried Elesa, snapping her fingers at the realization.
"Thanks!" said Brock, as he turned to run towards the field.
"Well, this should be interesting…" he thought to himself.
On the field
Misty stood in her place on the battling arena and pulled her side-ways pony-tail tighter before looking out towards her opponent and long-time friend, Brock.
Many thoughts were clouding her mind, including those from the few moments before they got to the field.
Before they had come out to the stadium, the battle field had switched to a large Olympic sized pool with various sized docks floating about-a water field. When Misty saw the field chosen for this match, she was thrilled. She definitely had the advantage in this match! Then when she saw Brock studying the field, she felt her heart sink some; as a Rock-type expert, a water field would put him at a great disadvantage. It didn't seem right.
Brock had looked her way and grinned. "Good thing they gave you an advantage, Misty. You're gonna need it."
That had made the young red-head smirk back at her friend. "We'll see."
Now they were facing each other in one of the most important matches of their life. Whoever won had the chance to go on and face strong and famous Trainers whom they may not have had the chance to battle before. Who knows, winning this match could be just a stepping stone to being crowned the Ultimate Champion. Even losing meant something; how well you battled proved your worth to the Pokémon League and the whole Pokémon World.
As the commentator introduced Brock and Misty and gave the rules, Misty thought about the match to come. She'd known Brock for years and travelled with him for a long time. He was one of her best friends.
This match was going to be harder than she thought.
She took a deep breath as her friend released his first Pokémon, Croagunk. Misty took a Poke' Ball from her waist and tossed it on the field, where the green toad-Pokémon, Politoed, landed in the water.
"Looks like this battle is going to start off with frog vs. frog!" shouted the commentator.
"Use Poison Jab, Croagunk!" ordered Brock.
Croagunk gave a croak and, much Misty's surprise, jumped at Politoed in the water with his finger glowing purple.
"Dodge it, Politoed, and use Hypnosis!" commanded Misty.
Politoed dived under the water and swiftly dodged Croagunk as he landed in the water where Politoed once was. Once out of the way, Politoed, while still under water, spun towards his opponent and turned the palms of his hands up towards him. Glowing blue circles emitted from his hands and landed on Coragunk, who was beginning to swim up frantically for air. Croagunk bobbed to the surface of the water, snoring peacefully.
Brock cupped his hands around his mouth. "Croagunk! No! Wake up!"
It was no use; Croagunk continued to sleep, all the while a goofy grin began to form on his face, which caused the audience to laugh.
Misty smirked. "Knowing Croagunk, I'm betting that he is dreaming of girls. Let's finish this, Politoed. Use Double Slap to get Croagunk in the air and follow it up using Water Gun."
"Politoed!" croaked the green frog, as he sped back to where Croagunk was, as Brock pleaded for him to wake up.
Politoed dived underneath where Croagunk was floating sound asleep in the water and came up underneath him, slapping wildly. The force of the impact caused Croagunk to be propelled in the air and the being slapped on his rear also caused him to wake up.
"CROAAAAA!" shouted Croagunk, clinging to his backside his eyes wide.
It was not enough to escape Politoed's close range Water Gun attack, which propelled poor Croagunk through the air and to the side of the tank. With a weak "Gunk", Croagunk fell back into the water and fainted.
Misty laughed and cheered on her precious Politoed, who had now climbed onto one of the docks and began to clap and laugh loudly. Brock recalled Croagunk with a smile on his face.
"Looks like Brock's straight forward approach to facing Politoed was no use this time. It seems like this water field is getting the best of our Rock-type expert."
"It hasn't gotten the best of me yet!" shouted Brock after the commentator's remark. He threw another Poke' Ball to the field, which opened on one of the docks to reveal the pink Pokémon, Chansey.
"Chansey!" she sang, as she waved over to Politoed, who happily waved back.
Misty clenched a fist in preparation. "OK, Politoed, use Water Gun and knocked Chansey over!"
"Chansey, use Egg Bomb!"
Chansey side stepped the jet of water that Politoed had shot at her and threw a glowing egg with skilled precision back at the Pokémon. The egg erupted with a loud blast, causing a wave of water to rise up out in the air and land with a splash, dangerously tossing around the small docks.
"Chansey, chan!" squealed Chansey as the plump Pokémon ran to and fro on her small dock trying not to get bucked off by the waves.
Once the waves calmed, Politoed was seen swimming slowly to the surface.
"Pol-li…" groaned Politoed, as he managed to climb on top of one of the docks.
"Politoed, are you OK?" asked Misty, as eyed the nasty looking cuts and bruises that had begun to show up on Politoed's skin as a result of the explosion.
"Toed!" he croaked back, clapping his hands. He still looked weak, but Misty was confident in his abilities.
"That's the spirit!" Misty cried, "Now use Water Gun again!"
"Dodge it using Double Edge, Chansey!" ordered Brock.
Chansey jumped one dock over as another jet of water came past her once again. She leapt gracefully from one dock to the next until she fiercely knocked into Politoed sideways, sending him crashing onto the next dock, knocking him out.
Misty gasped as she recalled her fainted Pokémon and watched Chansey jump back to her place in front of Brock. Chansey was much stronger and faster than she looked.
"Scared yet, Misty?" called Brock. "Chansey has been unnaturally strong since she was a Happiny. And it has only increased once she evolved into a Chansey."
"I'm not scared!" huffed Misty, as she threw out her next Pokémon, Corsola.
The pink coral-type Pokémon landed on one of the docks and looked over at Chansey in determination.
"Corsola!" she shouted, shaking her shining corals on her body in the sunlight. The audience gave a gasp at the beauty of them.
"Hey, Misty, I'm impressed," said Brock, "Corsola looks better than ever. You've done a good job raising her."
"Thanks!" Misty called back. "She's also gotten stronger, too!"
That was true. Misty had brought a team of six of her strongest Pokémon from her gym and Corsola was easily part of her top three strongest Pokémon.
"We'll see," Brock replied. "All right, use Egg Bob once more!"
"That won't work this time, Brock! Corsola, use Surf!"
As Chansey threw another bomb towards Corsola, Corsola was suddenly lifted on her dock by powerful waves that began to rise. Chansey looked up at the waves in terror.
"CHANSEYYY!" she screamed, as the waves crashed over her, dragging her underneath the waves.
"Quick, while Chansey is underwater, use Spike Cannon!" shouted Misty.
Corsola dived under the water and poised herself at a close range from Chansey, who was struggling to swim back to the surface. Corsola shot a series of needle-like beams towards Chansey underwater, which knocked her back against wall of the tank. Chansey gave a cry that was muffled from the water and floated to the surface in a faint.
"Wow! What a Spike Cannon Attack from Misty's Corsola!" boomed the commentator as Brock recalled Chansey. "This is Brock's last Pokémon; who will he choose next?"
"Let's go, Sudowoodo!" cried Brock, as he tossed out his last Pokémon of the match. Sudowoodo appeared on the dock where Chansey once stood, his fists raised and ready to battle.
"Sudowoodo!" he shouted, as Corsola swam back up to the surface in front of Misty. Misty wasn't much of a Watcher, but by comparing Corsola to Sudowoodo, she could tell Corsola had way more battling experience than Sudowoodo. This fact didn't surprise Misty, of course. Corsola was one of her main Pokémon she used for battling Trainers at the gym; with Brock studying to become a doctor now, he probably didn't have as much of a chance to battle.
That, and she knew that Sudowoodo hated water.
"OK, Corsola, this will be a breeze," Misty said to her beloved Pokemon. "Use Bubblebeam and follow it up with Surf!"
"Counter with Mimic, Sudowoodo!"
As Corsola set a string of bubbles flying towards Sudowoodo, Sudowoodo also followed the suit. Both Attacks met in the center of the field, neither giving in to the other.
"C'mon, Corsola, you can do it!" cheered Misty.
"Sudowoodo, concentrate! We can win this!" shouted Brock.
Both Pokemon glared at the other in the midst of their attacking and increased their Bubblebeam Attack. Explosive bubbles flew from their mouths at an alarming rate, only to be stopped by the other's Bubblebeam in the middle of the arena.
Corsola stopped briefly and puffed up her body, then proceeded to release the Bubblebeam Attack twice as fast as before. Soon, her attack overtook Sudowoodo's, knocking the tree-Pokémon back into the dock.
"Now's your chance, Corsola!" shouted Misty with urgency. "Use Surf!"
Corsola stood on one of the docks as waves from the tanks lifted her up and began to crash down upon Sudowoodo. Once the waves receded, Sudowoodo was found lying on his back, fainted.
"And Misty Waterflower from the Cerulean Gym is the winner!" cried the amplified voice of the commentator over the loud applause of the audience.
Misty, however, could barely hear anything over her own shock. She simply stood there in stunned silence as she watched Brock recall Sudowoodo. She was finally knocked back from her thoughts as Corsola excitedly jumped into her arms.
Misty beamed at her. "We did it, Corsola! We won! You were great!"
She laughed and spun the Pokémon around in victory. As she saw Brock leave his place on the field and walked towards her, Misty returned Corsola back into her Poke' Ball and ran to meet him.
They stopped a few feet from each other.
Brock smiled. "You did great, Misty. I'm not surprised. You've really changed over the years."
He stuck out his hand, which Misty regarded with a look of confusion.
"Congratulations, Misty."
Misty beamed at Brock and shook his outstretched hand. Then, much to his surprise, she stood on her tip-toes and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Thanks, Brock," she whispered in his ear, as he nervously wrapped his arms around her. "Thanks for being a friend."
-End of Round 3
Go, Misty! Brock was never that great of a battler to me. Yeah, he gave Ash a run for his money at their first match, but really, who couldn't take that kid on then? And, yeah, he's beaten Team Rocket a few times, but once more, who can't beat them? Misty always stood out to me as someone who had a fighting spirit, unlike Brock, who has more of a healing spirit (you know, for those who get in the way of Misty's wrath? Heheh).
So, what did you all think? Reviews would be appreciated!
Until you read again!
~MastermindMedley10
P.S.-As a matter of fact, I did give myself a cameo appearance, per se. Refer to the beginning of the chapter with Brock for reference.
P.S.S.-In case some of you are wondering, yes, I have been reading your reviews (and am hopefully doing well at following the advice given, too!). If you leave a review, I always answer back on the review section, so keep an eye out!
P.S.S.S.-Yes, for you fangirls out there, if you want to consider this a 'BrockxMisty' section, go for it.