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"So, the latios is being trained by Oliver?"
"Yes sir"
"Good, this will work in our favour. Have you talked to our remaining contact?"
"No sir, they want to avoid contact, lie low for a while"
"Tell him that he won't have to be directly involved, just stir up the league"
"You want her to get involved?"
'Or someone related..."
Evan POV
"As soon as he became a gym leader, Roark set himself up in a really hard to get to place" Oliver told me, but to be honest, I didn't really care. We were walking through Oreburgh towards It's gym, and so long as he won the gym battle and we could move on, I was happy. "So are you still sure you don't want to battle? It'll be good training"
"No." I replied firmly, like every other time.
"You'll enjoy it!" He tried, a hopeful expression on his face. I stopped in the middle of the rocky plaza, and glared at him.
"Five seconds ago you were saying it was hard to get to him" He grinned mareepishly.
"That's what makes it so awesome!" He said happily, and I shook my head, hoping that none of the miners that filled this area were listening to us. We walked on in silence for a little while, until we came to the entrance of the gym. I looked along the rocky wall, part of it looked like it was about to fall apart. I was beginning to have doubts about whether or not I was even going to go in.
"So your absolutely-"
"Yes!"
"Fine" He grumbled, and pushed open the door of the gym. I was surprised by what I saw. I had been expecting a mineshaft, but it looked like an indoor mountain, various gym trainers waiting along the way. The mountain itself was about twenty metres high, and made out of the same grey stone that made up all of Oreburgh's enviroment. It was fall of cracks, boulders, and all other signs of a natraul object. Whther it was or not, I had no idea.
"Could you at least fly me up? He asked, and I grinned evilly.
"But that would ruin the fun" I replied, and his face fell.
"Damn" He muttered simply, and with a resigned sigh, turned to the task ahead of him. "You ready for this Ghost?" He asked his pokemon, and it cawed a yes.
"Wait, your taking a flying type into a rock type gym?" I spluttered, and he nodded.
"He's my only pokemon. There's a reason I wanted your help" He replied, striding towards the start of the hill. I stumbled after him, amazed that he hadn't thought of getting a water or a grass type. TO my suprise, he actually did pretty well against most of the gym trainers, his murkrow was pretty adept at dodging the slow rock types, and he always, always, got the first move. That second fact also surprised me, as it wasn't that fast. It wasn't slow, but it wasn't exactly a ninjask. Near the end, I realised that 'Ghost' would usually resort to some trick or begin attacking before the enemy pokemon was even out of the ball. It was nerve racking watching barrages of rocks slam against the roof of the gym, I admit it, and I hid behind rocks to avoid a stray shot more then once. Despite my earlier mockery, we made it to the top, and were soon facing Roark.
"Well, I see you made it up here" He congratulated us, as we cleared the last section, huffing from exertion. I looked at him, shocked.
"Your only sixteen!" I cried, and he snorted.
"I was the best for the job, and there weren't too many people for the position of gym leader after the purge" I shrugged, accepting his logic. Oliver stepped in front of me, and brandished Ghost's pokeball.
"Enough chit-chat! I came here to beat you, and that's just what I'll do!" He cried, and I face palmed. Apparently being a trainer required the memorisation of an incredibly cheesy introduction. The two trainers sent out their pokemon. Roark, a geodude, and Oliver, his murkrow.
"Alright, lets start this off with stealth rock!" Roark cried, but Ghost predictably hit the geodude with astonish, getting in its face and cawing loudly. The geodude shrank back, and held its hands over its face, refusing to obey Roark's order.
"That would be a flinch, I do believe" Oliver smirked, and issued his second order; "Pursuit!" Ghost cawed again, and smacked into the geodude, knocking it across the room and out. Roark returned his pokemon, furious, and pulled out a second pokeball.
"Fat chance beating this one! Onix!" I couldn't help gasping and taking a step back when I saw his final pokemon.
"Astonish!" Oliver ordered calmly, but the rock snake pokemon wasn't quite as easily scared as the geodude. It roared, and slammed its tail into the ground, unleashing a wave of rocks into the air, which quickly faded from view.
"That barely dented it" I whispered, and Oliver rolled his eyes.
"Do you even know what kind of defences onix has?" Then to his pokemon, "night shade!"Ghost flapped his wings once, and it's eyes flashed grey. A ghostly copy expanded from him, and rushed at the onix. Roarks pokemon was pushed back, and it writhed against the wall, fighting it until it faded. The onix dragged itself back up, struggling to recover from the strange move.
"Screech" Roark said simply, and the onix unleashed a piercing scream, bringing Ghost down to the ground, writhing around from the painful sound. After a moment, the noise stopped, and Ghost shook his head, noticeably less ready to defend.
"Finish it off with another nightshade!" Oliver cried, Roark also ordering his pokemon to attack, this time with rock throw. Ghost's shadow thing was just reaching for the onix, when a huge rock sent him crashing into the opposite wall. Oliver froze, distressed by the sight of his partner so badly hurt. It was quite obviously a new experience for him, and Roark snorted.
"What, so surprised that you pokemon isn't invincible?" He chided him, but Oliver ignored him, rushing over to cradle the crushed bird pokemon. I felt a pang of horror myself, but it was quickly clouded by anger. Anger against Oliver for sending out a bird pokemon against a team full of rock types, anger against Roark for a lack of mercy, but mostly anger against myself. I could have saved Ghost from so much pain, but I had stubbornly refused, just because I used to be human.
"Nice try, I'm surprised you got this far, but you will need to catch another pokemon if you want to go any further" Roark lectured him, and I slowly walked onto the field. Roark saw me, and frowned. "I'm willing to let you come as a spectator, but not to finish off his battle for him" I just gave a short bark of laughter.
"Isn't that what pokemon are for? Fighting their trainers battles for them?" I continued walking, not breaking a figurative stride as I changed into a latios. Roark, let out a short gasp.
"How did you pick up a latios" He spluttered, and I smiled again.
He didn't. I replied, before Oliver could respond. I quickly charged up a psywave, finding it even easier then it had previously been. Roark saw what I was doing, but I fired it at the onix before he could order it to move. The onix roared as the violet pulse hit him, smashing him into the wall. It didn't get up. I do believe that Oliver should get his badge now.
"Ha! That's what you think!" Roark snorted, "it's time to unleash my ultimate pokemon!" I narrowed my eyes, ready for whatever was coming. He pulled a third pokeball of his belt, and let it out in a flash of light.
"What is that thing?" Oliver asked, looking shocked, and I was tempted to ask the same. It was vaguely humanoid, grey and blue, and had a prominent skull.
"This is cranidos" Roark gloated, "even that latios won't last long against it. Use head-butt!" I looked back at the cranidos just in time for it to slam into me, full force. I slid across the stony floor, shocked by its incredible power. I sluggishly looked round the hill top, trying to find a way to defeat it, I knew that raw power wasn't going to be much help here. The roof was to low to stay high enough, but off to the side of the arena... I dodged another head-butt and shot past the rim of the arena, circling it while I charged up another psywave. It was an incredible strain trying to maintain control and fire a psywave at the same time, so I didn't notice Roark yell: "Pursuit!". The cranidos hit me surrounded by a shadowy aura. It burnt, and hurt me even more then normal attacks. I let out a loud "Laaat!", shocked by the sheer power and disruption in my psychic abilities.
"Evan! You need to listen to me If you want to beat it!" I heard Oliver yell, and I gritted my teeth. Wait... Did I even have tee-not the time! "Get back to the battle field! Pursuit works best on a fleeing enemy! When you get there, crash land and use psywave when I say so!" I was tempted to yell: Are you nuts? But I didn't. Instead, I slowed down, and slammed into the arena, cranidos being thrown off in the impact.
"Now!" I fired a psywave at the pokemon hurtling through the air, and scored a direct hit, sending it rolling across the field. It shakily got up, shaking its head and preparing another head-butt. "You can take him! Psywave!' I was about to fly out of the way, and was seriously considering to do so anyway, but something stopped me. I had seen how well he had wielded Ghost, and how I had been able to score such a powerful hit on it when I had last obeyed him made me gave me a reason to obey. It was hurtling towards me, about to smash me, probably knock me out. I charged a psywave, faster then I ever had before, and fired it, scoring the finishing blow.
Now... I told Roark telepathicaly, huffing from exertion, give him the badge.
"Well, if I were you, I'd work on getting him to listen to you right away, but I lost, so I can't really criticise you, can I?" Roark said with a chuckle, and I sighed.
Give him the badge and put me in a pokeball. You have no idea how sore I am.