Chronicles of Envas

(Begin)

"Can we please start this farce of a meeting already? unlike the rest of you i actually have a life that doesn't involve electric rodents or any of-"

"HEY DON'T INSULT PIKACHU, SOUR FACE!" the man simply gave a tired sigh, his coal black eyes expressing his exhaustion as he glared at the petite child opposite the circular table.

"Summer, I'm sure Fredorick didn't mean what he said" A tanned woman of a hawkish complexion comforted the small girl as she glared at the greasy black haired person who insulted her profession. The hawk-woman also stared at the man in challenge. "Right Mr Blakviper?"

The Man had just rolled his eyes at how defensive they could get over some pointless -but truthful- remark "I suppose if your going to whine about it like a kicked growlithe." The woman had turned away from her and began another conversation with the undeveloped child, her blonde hair falling down the side of her in two shoulder length ringlets while the rest of it parted down the side of her by some blue triangle shaped clips, and into two framing bangs by her face.

Fredorick Blakviper looked around the rest of the table at the other seven occupants, altering the black pinstripe suit he wore. "Now can we please start the meeting." the rest gave their attention to him, although rather reluctantly. "You know the drill right? State your name, gym and amount of people that defeated you."

To the right of Fredorick jumped a muscular behemoth of a man, his mane of strawberry blonde was swept back and promoting his bright blue eyes, making him look more regal than what his brash personality suggested. His peach coloured skin had been littered with tiny scars and burns, but some were concealed by a black t-shirt and fiery red trench coat with the sleeves unfortunately being burned off, leaving the edges with a dark charred design. His calloused hands were hidden by the red and black fingerless gloves and his sculpted legs disguised by the black baggy martial arts trousers, however his feet weren't visible through the table.

"I, Joop Kenjow of the The Flaming Fist Gym in Veilstone City has seen many fighters enter its doors and only a few have succeeded in igniting their fighting spirit and earning my mark of approval!" He voiced his report with the same blazing passion his gym specialised in, showing his enthusiasm for the victorious trainers. However a grin spread itself around his face as a light hearted chuckle escaped his lips "Of course, if they defeated me, they must have decimated the rest of you. AHH!"

The large man had been pulled back down into his chair by a second man next to him who he was having a boisterous discussion with before the meeting took priority. His dark complexion contrasting sharply with his piercing green eyes and the white v-neck shirt with a green and gold pokemon design on the right hand side, the shirt itself being stretched by the man's lean muscles. His ash black hair was pulled into a high pony tail but the ends flared outwards, with hints of bright green and was remarkably similar to a fern tree in terms of style.

The glint of a silver necklace and belt buckle, both in the shape of a holly leaf shined from the lighting above. "Avery Wilson from the Eterna City Greenhouse Gym, promoted 14 trainers this month as many used...bug...types from the forest and bird types from the surrounding fields to win." the tone and expression was that of a calm, collected and calculating individual, but turned harsh and bitter at the time he mention of the word bug.

"HA! That proves the awesomeness of flyers, as even the most untrained bird type can vanquish the most skilled and battle-hardened grass types!" the hawkish woman from before blurted out as Avery finished his report. On closer inspection showed a tanned woman of average height with a voluptuous figure, her light brown hair swept over one side of her face while the rest had been pulled into two high ponytails on either side of her head, accompanying a set of red aviator goggles and interlocked hands behind her head,clad in brownish grey fingerless gloves.

The rest of her ensemble included a red and white striped shirt that was overlapped by a brown vest with the trimming being of dark red, and some brown short jeans that didn't even reach the tops of her knees. Her laced leather boots were resting on the edge of the circular table in a bored manner. "I, Tori Aldia, of the Pastoria City of the Paradisaeidae Gym has only had a few challengers.

"No doubt from you flying around bird brain." the comment was blurted out by Fredorick. Tori must have chose to ignore it.

"Since I did my report can I go? There are clear skies out there." her tone had now become impatient.

"But Tori, you cant go yet, or else it'll be boring!" the pale petite blonde from the beginning whined, her left electric blue eye and her startling yellow right eye were watering up as they gazed into Tori's dark brown orbs. The younger of the females was frighteningly the living form of a porcelain doll. The girl was garbed in a pale yellow gown that cut itself short at the girls shin, while the waist adorned a white apron with a basic lightning bot stitch in. The short sleeves were reminiscent to a cloud due to their fluffiness, and underneath the white lace collar rested a powder blue ribbon in a cute little bow. Below that was a set of white knee-high tights alongside tiny black pumps with a yellow lightning bolt for a buckle. Before Tori could answer that she was joking, the girl pounced onto the elder girl and embraced her in a powerful hug, her head resting in the white scarf wrapped around Tori's neck. "I-I do-don't want y-you to go!" streams overflowed, and poor Tori tried in vain to diminish the poor girls crying (and sparing her incredibly expensive scarf from being soaked)

"Summer, you don't have to cry. If you give the report then you can go with Tori." Avery comforted the girl as he had ran from his section of the table and past the three vacant chairs to the upset child. His face practically beaming with a gentle smile as his voice radiated the same amount of emotion. The girl dug her own face deeper in a hope of the man not seeing her immense blush. Turning back to Fredorick she quietly gave her report.

"Summer Watt, of the Sunnyshore City gym, le Chemin d'éclair. Few people are coming to the gym, thinking father is still there...can I go?"

"huh...go ahead, we can get by faster once your gone." Fredorick stated as a fact, but caused summer to produce a new batch of tears. Tori took the girl away in hopes of escaping the hearing range of the cold hearted man. " I haven't seen that many tears since the death of Danny the Shiny Tyranitar." no laugh escaped from the two remaining occupant, too busy scowling at the mans awful behavior.

"No need to do that Blak." remarked Joop.

"Well it's true. It was an awful day when the studio light fell on him." Thooom! Joops hand had collided at the table, forming the tiny spider cracks to occur. Blak sweated slightly from the situation. "Well Fantina couldn't make it, too busy ironing out her facial wrinkles. So I, Fredorick Blakviper, of Hearthome City's Windsor Hauntings report that many tried, but they all failed, thanks... to me." he grinned, making the sickly pale complexion tort in a way it was not meant to.

"You mean you used traps to keep them away from you." Avery coldly stated, but the grin never left Blak's face, only widen.

"Well if they could solve a riddle or two then they couldn't and wouldn't hope to defeat me." and he returned to the bored tired man as before "Now where are the other three?" it was Joop who answered.

"Well you know how Mei-ling is like, refusing to leave her icebox of a town. And Jose is the same, not wanting to leave his job unless necessary. Sly...I'm not sure." he started to scratch his chin in concentration, a constipated expression joining it.

"He left."

Blak and Joop stared at Avery for him to continue his tale. "Apparently he decided to leave after his last battle. That was two days ago and they're trying to get a replacement for him at the moment, however he did leave one of his strongest pokemon there to help the newly administrated leader.

Blak became annoyed. "Very interesting. Yet it doesn't answer the question of where the bloody hell he is?"

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"ATCHOOO!"

"Thank goodness we weren't in a cave then. I'm tired being chased by zubat." Mathew breathed a heavy sigh of relief knowing there wouldn't be any flying rodents to catch them off guard. Sly however was clawing at the webbing of mucus interwoven in his hands. Without a tissue in the perimeter, he merely shook the appendages as if they were wet Poochyena.

"AUGH! That's disgusting Sly!" Mat revolted at the droplets flying everywhere.

"Well I could have wiped them on you, but I thought you'd not like it." He gave a cheeky grin to signify he was lying.

"Wow. Thanks for being so considerate."

"Don't worry Mat. I'll tell you what, I'll buy you the first meal we get in Jubilife as a present. How does that sound?

"...Do you promise no spicy food?"

"Promise. NOW LETS GO ALREADY! I GOT SNOT ALL OVER ME!"

(End)

I wanted this chapter to be about introducing the new gym leaders into the story so I wouldn't forget about their submitions. I'm sorry that I didn't introduce the last two, but I still want some surprises and i'm also sorry if i didn't follow your outfit to the letter as i want to make them steryotypical to what type they like, but i never altered their personality, name or origin, just tweaked the outfits to make them work and to get them to stand out. Also if you figure out who Fredorick Blakviper is based around, you will be in the next Omake. Unfortunately no Omake today, I haven't got the inspiration in me as I used most of the funny stuff in the interactions. Anyway, please review, even if it's to say I'm an awful writer and me and my creations should burn along with my canibalised corpse.

It's the thought that counts.

(Disclaimer)

Dark type: Fredorick Blakviper /Part time Hearthome / creator: me

Ice type: Mei-ling Song / Snowpoint City / creator: Miki-san4u

Fire/Fighting: Joop Kenjow / Veilstone City / creator: PhantoMNiGHT321

Grass: Avery Wilson / Eterna City / creator: PhantoMNiGHT321

Water/Steel: Jose Cancos / Canalave City / creator: Lieutenant Pisces

Lightning: Summer Watt / Sunnyshore City / creator: Penny Tee13

Flying: Tori Aldia / Pastoria City / creator: A Bit of Sunshine