Mew: Sorry I haven't updated for so long. Squirrel, if you're reading this, I can't wait any longer to post. I'm going on vacation tomorrow, and won't have access to a computer. On July 24, I will be gone for 3 weeks, also most likely being unable to post. Just a heads up there. I don't own anything except my OC and probably the made up rules. Enjoy!
Pokemon Baccer World Cup
Chapter 7
Chyna's POV
"Meta!" I called, looking over my shoulder. "Could you please clear out this rubble here?" I asked. As Meta floated over and mentally levitated the broken stone, wood, and who knows what else away, Luca and Rio came over, both toting bundles of cut wood. "Thanks, I said gratefully, taking the timber away and setting it on the ground. From there, Odessa's Drifblim and Altaria flew over. Drifblim secured one bundle, holding the cords tightly. I made sure that it was safely secured before it floated away. Altaria merely snatched the thick cord in its talons before taking off again, heading over to Izzy's section of the broken stadium.
It had been a day or two after the incident - I had lost track of time from the hard work. Since the World Cup was temporarily cancelled due to the stadium's current state, all of us - the contestants - decided to pitch in to help speed up the building. Meta was in charge of carting away broken rubble to be sorted into reusable and unusable piles. Luca and Rio walked around making sure that each section had enough materials. Drifblim and Altaria worked independently, making sure that the right materials were where they belonged, also serving to transport wood and occasionally stone through the air. The smaller Pokémon that could fly, like Emolga and Pidgey worked together, as did the two Dragonair's. Larch's Arcanine and Noah's Zebstrika moved workers around and sometimes dragged away what rubble Metal hadn't cleared yet. Owen's Oshawott, Machamp, and Shiftry worked as a well-oiled unit, making sure everyone was safe. Bailee's Unfezant and Hydreigon were high in the sky, keeping watch for any unwanted intruders. All the smaller non flying Pokémon sped around helping with random tasks.
"Alright everyone!" I heard Owen call. "Great work! For now, let's take a break! Sun's getting hot; don't want anyone fainting!" As the last strains of his voice died away, everyone started to head for the small shelters quickly thrown up around the broken stadium.
"Whew," I muttered. "I was wondering when break time was." I sat next to Noah, who was sipping slowly from a chilled water bottle. Silently, he handed me one, and gave a quiet thanks in return. Unlike Noah, I gulped at the cold liquid before his hand on my shoulder caused me to slow down.
"Careful," he warned. "You'll get a stomachache. Don't drink so fast." After that, he stood and went to talk to Owen, who was standing around also drinking water.
"Hey, Chyna." I heard Bailee's voice behind me and turned around.
"Hey Bailee. Your section going well?" I quickly took in her appearance, a headband tied under sweat streaked bangs, a plain white t-shirt, and faded work jeans. She also had worn brown boots and gloves on to protect her hands from being cut up. "I think Meta and I are almost done clearing all the rubble in our area. Heard Larch's area wasn't doing too well in that section, so I'm sending Meta over there after break to clear it all out."
She didn't seem to be paying too much attention, looking outside the tent. "Hey, that's pretty cute." Bailee laughed. I looked around my best friend, peering around to look out of the tent. Noah's Aron was wobbling around the rubble pile, stuffed with stray iron shavings that came from the rubble pile.
"Noah?" I called. "Aron's starting to eat itself fat. Might want to stop it." Noah looked outside before hurrying to his Pokémon.
"Now, now, Aron," I heard him say soothingly. "I know you love iron, but I can't let you get too fat, can I? Aron whined as Noah took him into the tent. Everyone looked over, and ended up laughing, even somewhat stoic Owen, although he did had a pretty cool sense of humor as well.
"So," Owen said calmly. "We've got an hour left before we get back to work, what do you want to do?"
In the end, we shared Baccer training tips and Odessa showed off her professional Musical skills by doing a quick mini Musical. She did one with her Emolga, Drifblim, and Altaria. Afterwards, she started using other Pokémon, my Luca, Larch's Pidgey and Arcanine, Noah's Typhlosion, Owen's Oshawott, and Izzy's Glaceon and Poochyena.
"Great job!" I laughed, applauding Odessa's effort. "Well, I think it's time to get back to work, right Owen?" Owen nodded, and he rose from his seat.
"Right Chyna. No sense in wasting time." Owen quickly called out his Shiftry and Machamp, walking back over to his station.
Straggling so that there wouldn't be a bad traffic jam, we called out our own Pokémon and got back to work. Meta went over to Larch's station, and to compensate for the absence, Larch's Nidorino came over to our station.
"Alright Nidorino," I said softly, bending down. "Do you mind helping Rio smash those stone blocks?" Nidorino snorted in agreement and charged at one of the blocks, eradicating it into dust. I took that to be a Horn Attack, and left them to their work.
"Okay, Luca!" I called. "Please, bring that timber over to that area!" I pointed to where a worker with his Machoke was waving. He needed more work, and once Luca had delivered it, he got back to work.
"Hydreigon!" Bailee's black dragon roared a warning from the air. Unfezant circled the air, shrieking. Instantly, Bailee was ordering her Pokémon into offensive positions. Izzy and her Glaceon were standing warily in the section next to me – her Poochyena growled with rage. Owen and Noah had grouped together and Mica was nervously taking a battle stance beside them. Hope and Roy were also together, their sections were right next to each other. Larch seemed calm, but just as wary as Izzy. Odessa seemed annoyed for some reason that I couldn't fathom. She didn't seem terribly nervous though.
"Careful," I murmured to Rio, Luca, and Nidorino. Nidorino seemed uncomfortable about not being with Larch, but also somewhat relaxed at knowing Meta was with his trainer.
"Sorry!" Bailee called from the center of the stadium. "False alarm! Just a few flying Pokémon, that's all!" Everyone groaned, but the tension in the air eased up slightly.
"Really, Bailee," I groaned as she came over to my work space. "Your Hydreigon should know better."
Bailee laughed. "He's just really tense, like we all are. That experience with Goone was really scary... And we'd all rather not go through something like that again. It's always better to be safe than sorry." Her words left me chilled as she walked away, and I worked the rest of the day in silence.
By the time dusk had greeted us with beautiful pink and purple colors, roughly half the stadium was ready to go. We still had to fix quite a few of the stadium seats, and the battlefield was a complete wreck, but we were feeling pretty good about ourselves. So good in fact, that it seemed Bailee was challenging Noah to a battle, one on one. Her Snivy versus his Aron. Apparently not one to back down from a challenge, he accepted. I left them on the ruined battlefield, calling commands and such. Battling wasn't really my thing.
As I walked away, Mica came up to me. "Do you think that we'll finish tomorrow?" She asked me. I shrugged.
"I don't really know Mica," I said, my voice heavy. Mica looked at me worriedly.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
I shrugged again. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just really tired. Are you going back home?"
Mica nodded. "Yup. Mum's going to be wondering where I am now. See you tomorrow Chyna!"
I nodded as Mica giggled and ran off, sending out her Eevee, the little evolutionary Pokémon tagging along at her heels. I smiled slightly as Mica disappeared over the horizon, but that smile quickly vanished.
"Yeah." I whispered. "See ya." I continued walking, and soon arrived at my apartment. After I had let myself in, I had the idea of going over to the ocean to walk a bit. I bit my lip, and after much hesitating and deep thought, I slowly put down my Pokeball's on the kitchen counter. "Sorry," I murmured as Luca's Pokeball shook, rattling angrily. I quickly exited the kitchen, closing the door and walking away.
By then, it was dark, but I still wanted to walk by the ocean. Down by the shore, the sand was damp, and the moon shimmered off the water. It really was beautiful, but I had no eye for the beauty currently. My wrist throbbed painfully, as if remembering when Goone had ground it with his foot.
"Ouch..." I sighed and rubbed my wrist in a weak effort to stop the pain. "That's really not fun..." My voice trailed off as I stared at the ocean. Memories that I had locked away when I became a trainer all came flooding back to me, and I went out of reality for a bit as the pictures of childhood started coming back.
/Flashback/
"Go get em!"
"Attack back!"
I was standing on a battlefield, 6 years old, with a Riolu, Luca. Bailee was standing on the opposite side with her Deino.
"Okay Riolu, use Force Palm!" I cheered eagerly as Riolu charged forward with a bark, her palm glowing with blue auric energy.
"Deino!" Bailee shouted. "Counter with Headbutt, then use Crunch and throw that Riolu away!"
Riolu slammed into Deino powerfully, but was thrown off balance by the somewhat non effective, but still painful Headbutt. Deino chomped onto her arm, and she cried out in pain as the little dinosaur tossed her away.
"Riolu!" I cried out.
"Attack with Dragon Pulse while it's down, Deino!" Bailee looked determined.
"W-wait!" I stammered. "Luca isn't strong enough, she can't stand it! She's only level 13! Stop!" I ran out to the field and scooped up Riolu in my arms. I was too slow to dodge the Dragon Pulse however, and it slammed into my right arm and side. "Wah!" I cried out, in pain.
"Chyna!" Bailee was stunned. "Deino, STOP!" She threw her Pokeball and recalled Deino hurriedly. "Chyna! Are you okay!"
I sobbed. "It hurts!" I could tell by the burning of my flesh that I had at probably burned myself, or worst.
"Come on, let's go find Mom! She'll know what to do, Mom always knows what to do!" Bailee gently dragged me to my feet and took me to her house. I recalled Riolu, but the pain was insistent and the tears just kept rolling down my face...
/End Flashback/
As the memories faded, content that they had tormented me enough, I found my face wet and chilled in the breeze.
"That's why I never liked battling," I whispered. "And that Dragon Pulse... So scary." I sniffed before rubbing at my face and turning my feet back towards home.
When I got home, I noticed only one Pokeball on the kitchen counter. Rio's. I called him out.
"Where's Luca and Meta?" I asked, extremely worried. Rio looked ashamed.
"I don't know how Chyna, but they somehow got out of their Pokeball and went looking for you."
I sighed. "They'll be back in all due time then. I wouldn't worry so much. I'll just leave the door open. Don't worry." I went upstairs to go to bed, leaving Rio confused downstairs.
When I was dress in comfortable pajama shorts and a loose white t-shirt, I flopped back down in my bed and stared at the ceiling. "I've come a long way since that huh?" I said quietly to myself. "Although I still can't get over my fear of battling..." I sighed and turned over on my side again. There wasn't anything to be done, worrying about the past. Shuteye was the best option, and I dropped of the second I closed my eyes.
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