Pokemon: Best Wishes
I was wrong. I now have to go through EVERY chapter and change Futachimaru to Dewott, and Daikenki to Samurott. If I'm gonna change it, might as well change all of it.
Chapter Nine: Combat in Castelia City
It was an hour after stepping off the bridge, and they boys had just entered the giant city known as Castelia. It was an impressive place. Masuku had never been in a city that big before, though Driftveil wasn't exactly a small town either. Ash and Buki however, were reminded of cities like Celadon, Goldenrod, and Hearthome.
The three walked farther into town, and saw a big tent, like for a circus. There were people lined up all the way around the tent. There was an old wooden sign with a faded poster tacked to it. The poster featured Fighting Type Pokemon from Kanto. Ash had seen this poster before.
"Oh wow! This is a poster for the P1 Grand Prix." He said. The other two looked at each other and grinned. "We used to watch that every year before I left on my journey!" Buki exclaimed. "I still watched while he was gone." Masuku said.
"I won it the year I started my journey. With my Primeape." "Oh, dude, I think I watched that!" Masuku said. At that moment, a tall man walked out of the tent. He was tan, with brown hair, streaked slightly with grey. He wore a white muscle shirt and red sweatpants.
"Oh man. Anthony! Over here!" The man turned and his eyes lit up in recognition. "Ash, is that you? What's it been, four years?" Ash nodded. "Hey, these are my friends Buki and Masuku." Ash introduced. He looked them over.
"What happened to Misty and Brock?" Anthony asked. "Well, Brock decided to stay home and be a Pokemon Doctor. I said good-bye to him a few months ago. And Misty…well, I'm not exactly sure what she's up to. I'm guessing being Gym Leader in Cerulean City."
"Wait." Buki interrupted. "This Misty, she a redhead? Water Type trainer? Cascade Badge?" Ash nodded. "That's her." "I beat her. She wasn't too tough." The swordsman laughed.
"Anyway, what are you doing here in the Unova region?" Ash asked. "Well, I was named Chairman of the P1 Grand Prix two years ago. Since then I've been traveling with the ring from region to region. That reminds me, you want your Primeape back?"
"You have him here with you?" Ash cried. "Of course. He had to defend his title. He takes part every year. He's won every P1 Grand Prix since you gave him to me for training." Anthony boasted.
"Of course I want him back!" Ash exclaimed. "Wait, are you still taking participants?" Buki asked. "'Cause Masuku and I are both Fighting Type trainers, and we love a good challenge." Masuku nodded.
"Well alright then. Let's go in the tent." Anthony led them inside. They saw a giant boxing ring in the middle of the tent, surrounded by bleachers that were already filled up with spectators, and more people were pouring in.
"Just let me get the sign-up sheets, and Primeape's Pokeball, and we'll be good." Anthony promised, retreating into a small room. When he came back, he was holding a scratched Pokeball and three sheafs of paper.
"Just sign up and tell me what Pokemon you'll be using, and you have a half hour before the show begins." Anthony laughed. The boys signed the papers and they walked back out of the tent.
"We need to practice with Primeape." Buki said. Ash nodded and threw the old Pokeball. The Pig Monkey Pokemon leapt out, punching in form, bouncing from foot-to-foot. When he saw who brought him out, he tackled the hat-wearing trainer in a hug.
"Haha. It's good to see you too Primeape. How'd you feel about a little training before the matches begin?" Primeape nodded.
"Ok, Dewott. Let's make this a good match, but try not to go to hard on him. He's got matches up later." Buki ordered. Futachimaru gave a little salute. Masuku was over with Throh, using a TM on him.
"Wait. Let me check his moves." Ash said. He pulled out his Pokedex. Primeape's moves include: Giga Impact, Hyper Beam, Close Combat, Final Gambit, Thrash, Focus Blast, and Rock Smash.
"Alright. That's a good set of moves. I think we're ready, right Primeape?" "Primeape!" The Pig Monkey called.
"Alright. Dewott, we'll start this off. Give 'em a taste of your Mirror Shot!" Dewott gripped his shells and swiped them past each other, shooting a green beam of light at Primeape.
"Dodge it and use Thrash!" Primeape stomped his feet and suddenly he was all over Dewoot. He lashed out with punches and kicks, knocking the Otter-Weasel back step after step.
"Now, let's use Final Gambit!" Ash yelled, not quite knowing what the attack would do. Primeape grabbed onto Dewott and began to glow a dull orange. The light enveloped both of them in an orb, and when it dispersed, Primeape was knocked out on the ground, and Dewott was out next to him.
"Wow. So that's what Final Gambit does. Better not use it in the ring." Buki said. The boys hurried to the Pokemon Center just feet from the tent, and Nurse Joy healed Primeape and Dewott back to full health.
"Ugh. I can't believe we've got to do this." Jessie complained. "The Boss just doesn't understand. We've tried this before!" "Calm down Jessie." James soothed. "At least the Boss gave us Pokemon to use instead of making us steal one this time."
"Alright everybody, listen up! We've got a nice selection of eight participants for you today! First, four of our participants will be eliminated, then, in the semi-finals, two more will be eliminated, leaving the last two to fight it out deciding who will face off against our reining champ, Primeape, who is now being coached by his original trainer, Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town!" Anthony announced. The cheers were deafening.
"Our ten participants are as follows! Ash Ketchum fighting with his Primeape!" Cheers. "Buki Shiyousha and his Sawk! Masuku Shiyousha and his Throh! Jess and her Medicham! Jamie and his Scrafty! Kohl and his Machamp! Sayo and her Riolu! Kaiser and his Gurdurr! Nak and his Hariyama! And 'M' and his Mienshao!"
Jessie was disguised in a blue cloak with a red J on it. James was hiding under a red cloak with a blue J on it. They were going by Jess and Jamie, and as usual, no one knew it was them.
Kohl was dark skinned, like an Egyptian. He wore a jeweled collar that sat on his shoulders, and a white skirt. He had no hair.
Sayo had long purple hair. She wore a black sock-cap, black leather jacket, a black skirt, and purple fishnet stockings. She was rather pretty.
Kaiser was a large, muscular man. He wore no shirt, and a pair of ripped training pants. He had short red hair, and a rough face.
Nak was a scrawny boy of about eighteen. He had a cap worn backwards over green hair. He wore red, black, and white checkered shorts that went down past his knees, held up with a cloth belt. a black vest covered his upper body.
'M' was a powerfully built black man. He wore a white sleeveless gi-top with a high collar. Under that, he wore a tan hoodie with no sleeves. The hood was pulled over his head, and he also wore a cap. He wore billowing orange training pants with blue stripes down the sides. He wore orange fingerless gloves and had blue armbands around his biceps. There was a black belt around his waist, and he wore no shoes. The cap's bill threw his face into shadow, but you could see black sideburns and large orange eyebrows. His smile showed a blue mouthpiece on his bottom row of teeth.
"So, let's check out the digital scoreboard to see our match-ups!" Anthony declared. The board took ten pictures, turned them facedown, and shuffled them. Then, it flipped them back over, showing the matches.
"And it looks like it' s gonna be Jess and Kaiser in the first match, Masuku and Nak in the second match, Kohl and 'M' in the third match, Buki and Sayo in the fourth match, and Ash and Jamie in the fifth and final match of the first round!" Anthony cried.
"Heh. You got no chance little lady." Kaiser said gruffly. He smirked. "I'm gonna mop the floor with ya." He declared.
"That's where you're wrong moron. Let's go Medicham." The Meditate Pokemon leapt into the ring silently.
"Alright then. Let's get to it Gurdurr!" The girder toting Pokemon stomped into the ring as well.
"Remember: You lose if you're knocked out, or thrown out of the ring. Any questions? No? Match One: Begin!" Anthony called, leaping out of the ring. "Medicham, Thunder Punch!" Medicham moved her arms around fluidly before pulling her right fist back. It lit up in a corona of electrical energy.
"Go!" Jess cried. Medicham ran across the ring, thrusting her fist out. "Gurdurr, Superpower!" Gurdurr's I-beam glowed blue and he swung it into the path of the Meditate Pokemon. Medicham was knocked away, but the electricity transferred from fist to beam. Gurdurr fell to one knee, lit up yellow. Medicham stood up across the ring.
"Psychic!" Jess called smugly. Medicham moved her arms around again, and they lit up with a blue light. Gurdurr lit up too, and was drawn into the air. He began to flail. Medicham swept her arms to the side, throwing Gurdurr out of the ring.
At the last second, Gurdurr reached out with one hand, snagging one of the ropes. He sprang back into the ring, flying at Medicham with speed.
"Gurdurr! Hammer Arm!" His arms glowed and he swung his I-beam like a baseball bat. It clipped Medicham and threw her into the air. She righted herself with the same blue energy as before. She snapped her fingers, and Gurdurr was brought back into the air.
"Now throw him away!" Jess cried. Medicham threw her arms up above her head before throwing and Gurdurr was launched from the ring, landing on the ground.
"Winner: Jess and Medicham!" Anthony yelled from the sidelines.
"Alright Masuku and Nak, send your Pokemon into the ring!" "Ready Throh?" A nod from the red Fighting Type. "Hehe. Let's take 'em out Hariyama!" "Hariyama!"
"And: Begin!" "Hariyama! Arm Thrust!" Hariyama, who was faster than Throh, Threw out his large orange hands, knocking Throh back each time. Throh was now at the ropes.
"Ok, time to see if that training paid off. Use Trick Room!" Masuku said. Throh's eyes glowed, and the ring was enveloped in a soft green light. The light faded.
"Really? Trick Room?" Nak asked. "Whirlwind!" "Superpower!" Throh flashed out of sight, reappearing behind Hariyama with his arms glowing blue. He brought them up over his head, clasping his hands together, and hammered them down on Hariyama's head. The Arm Thrust Pokemon crumpled.
"You can't win now that I've taught Throh Trick Room!" Masuku boasted. "We'll just have to see about that." Nak said. "Try Mach Punch!" Hariyama stood back up and his fist glowed silver. "Mack Punch, as you may be aware, always hits first!" "We'll see. Body Slam!" Throh leapt up, somersaulted, and dropped spread-eagled straight at Hariyama.
"Now Hariyama!" Hariyama threw his fist into the air, landing a clean blow into Throh's midsection. "And now Hariyama, let's hit 'em with Whirlwind!" Hariyama swept his other hand into the air, sending a wall of wind skyward. Throh was lifted off of Hariyama's fist. He landed heavily on the edge of the ring. He began to lift his head.
"Oh. I thought that'd end it. Well, let's finish up with Heavy Slam!" Hariyama slammed his large hands against the floor, throwing himself into the air. He spread his arms and legs out and began to glow silver. The glow spread into an orb. Hariyama crashed down in the center of the ring. The shockwaves threw Throh back into the air.
"Heh. Now, give him Whirlwind!" Hariyama swept his arms to the side. The wind blew Throh out of the air and onto the other side of the ring.
"Winner: Nak and Hariyama!" "Don't worry little brother." Buki said. "He won't make it past the next round."
The Egyptian and the black man stepped up to the ring. "I am honored to face you in battle." 'M' said. "It is also an honor for me." Kohl promised. "Alright. Mienshao, get into the ring." 'M' commanded softly. "Ok Machamp! Let's get going." Kohl ordered.
"And: Begin!" "Machamp! We'll start with Dynamic Punch!" Silver light surrounded all four fists, and Machamp unleashed punch after punch, trying to nail Mienshao.
"Dodge." 'M' called calmly. Mienshao moved quickly and with no wasted movement. Every punch missed. Machamp kept going.
"Force Palm!" 'M' cried. Mienshao flipped an arm to the side, his fur going back revealing his paw. An orb of light appeared around the paw. He whipped it back toward the Superpower Pokemon, the orb traveling to the end of the fur. The fur hit Machamp like a whip, exploding on impact.
"No, Machamp!" Kohl yelled. Then he smiled. "Use Submission!" Machamp's legs flew out of the dust cloud and circled around the Martial Art's Pokemon's neck. He swung them back and grabbed Mienshao's body with all four arms. He rolled back across the ring and threw Mienshao away from him. He hit the ropes and flew back toward Machamp.
"Cross Chop!" Kohl said. Machamp crossed two of his arms across his chest. He caught Mienshao across the throat, and slammed him into the ground, bearing down hard.
"Jump Kick." 'M' said with calmness. Mienshao rolled his legs up under Machamp's body and thrust his feet into the Superpower Pokemon's chest. Machamp flew back and into the air.
"Now, use Hi-Jump Kick!" Mienshao used the momentum of his Jump Kick to get back to his feet. Then he jumped into the air and drove his knee into Machamp's back.
"Seismic Toss!" Machamp forced his arms out of joint, and grabbed Mienshao against himself. He spun around a few times and tried to slam the Martial Arts Pokemon into the ground.
"Reversal." Mienshao was about to be crushed into the ground, but at the last second he shone with an energy that switched the two of them around so that Machamp was the one smoked into the ring.
"Machamp! Are you alright?" The dust cleared and Machamp was knocked out in the middle of the ring.
"Winner: 'M' and Mienshao!"
"Heh. You're pretty cute." Sayo said. "Shame I'm gonna have to take you down." She smirked. "Uh…something tells me you'd like that a little too much." Buki laughed. "So," The purple haired girl began. "How about we make things more…interesting?" Buki frowned. "Just what do you mean by interesting?"
"Riolu, get in the ring." She said. The small Fighting Type jumped over the ropes. "Fine. Sawk, think you're up for it?" The Karate Pokemon nodded and stepped into the ring.
"Fight 4, Round 1: Begin!" "Riolu, Force Palm!" Sayo cried. Then she launched herself around the ring at Buki, pulling a trench knife from somewhere.
"Where the hell did that thing even come from?" Buki asked. "I want to see just how good you are with that sword!" Their blades clashed together.
"Damn." Buki started. Riolu had almost hit Sawk with his Force Palm. "Triple Kick!" Sawk flicked a foot up into Riolu's midsection. Then he jumped up and roundhouse kicked him with the other leg, and finally spin kicked Riolu away from him.
"Huh. That was pretty good. Your Sawk is strong. Riolu! Aura Sphere!" Riolu put his hands together and formed the orb of Aura. He fired it in a Kamehameha fashion.
"Dodge it!" Sawk lunged to the side. "Rock Smash!" The Martial Arts Pokemon slugged Riolu across the side of his head, knocking him back. Sayo stabbed at Buki again, and he bent back, only getting a cut across the front of his kimono.
"Oh come on! I love this friggin' thing!" Buki swung his short Katana in an arc. She ducked and he cut the edges of her purple hair. "You crazy bitch!"
"I'm not a bitch!" She cried, outraged. She slashed at him. "But you didn't deny crazy!" Buki yelled. "Sawk, let's get this over with! Focus Blast!" Sawk formed the blue blast between his hands. When he moved a hand back to throw it, it was on his middle finger. He flicked the finger and Riolu was thrown back and blasted out of the ring.
"Winner: Buki and Sawk!" "You bastard!" Sayo screamed. She made an overhead stab at Buki's head. "See, you are a crazy bitch!" Buki cried as he pulled his short blade up to block. The trench knife cracked the blade. "Damn it, someone get her away from me!" The blade gave, and Sayo's knife went straight through, into Buki's shoulder.
"Ow!" Buki cried out in pain. "That does it! Dewott, Excadrill, Sawk, get her away from me!" "Ok, that's enough. Hitmonchan, escort the young girl away." Anthony commanded. The Punching Pokemon threw the girl over her shoulder and carried her away.
"Call me! Or I can meet up with you at the next town! I'll see you later!" Sayo cried. Masuku stayed silent for about ten seconds, and then burst out laughing. "Shut up little brother." Buki said. "She busted my damn sword." The swordsman said with a tear.
"Man. My favorite Kimono. Now I have to wear the ceremonial one." Buki said. He'd already been bandaged up and was standing beside the ring again. He hadn't put a shirt on yet. He dug through his bag and pulled out a new blue kimono. It was like the old one except for the wave designs on the sides and the bubbles stitched on the back. He retied his obi and sat down to watch the next match.
"Ash and Jamie, are you ready?" The blue cloaked man and the hat wearing teen nodded. "You ready Primeape?" "Primeape!" The Pig Monkey Pokemon leapt into the ring with energy. He was wearing his Championship Belt. "Hehe. Get in there Scrafty, and we'll show them what we can do!"
"Ok, final match of Round 1: Begin!" "Head Smash!" Jamie commanded. Scrafty jumped high into the air. He was encased in a barrier of blue-white energy, and he fell back toward the ring.
"Primeape! Use Giga Impact!" Ash cried. Primeape knocked his gloved fists together and orange streaks began to spiral around him. Then an orb of purple energy surrounded him. He waited until Scrafty got close, then threw a fist out, crashing into the Hoodlum Pokemon's crested head. The resulting explosion was deafening.
When the smoke cleared, Primeape was kneeling in his corner of the ring, out of breath. Scrafty was standing in the center of the ring, swaying a little.
"Scrafty! Do not bow to them!" Jamie cried dramatically. "Use Hi-Jump Kick!" Scrafty leapt into the air, somersaulted a few times, and came down in an axe kick aimed right at Primeape.
"You've gotta dodge it Primeape!" The Pig Monkey Pokemon tried to stand, but purple sparks flared across his body, and he fell back. The kick landed, pushing Primeape further into the mat. When the pressure disappeared, Primeape bounced back a foot into the air before coming to a rest. The up side however, was that he was able to move again.
"Primeape, you alright?" "Primeape!" "That's what I like to hear! Close Combat!" Primeape ran forward. "Scrafty, answer with your Close Combat!" Jamie yelled. The two Fighting Types met in the middle of the ring and began to trade massive punches and kicks, each hit lowering their own Defense, causing each hit to give more damage.
Finally, Primeape saw an opening and launched a fist past Scrafty's guard. The Hoodlum Pokemon was thrown back, hitting the ropes. He was flung back towards Primeape.
"Finish it! Hyper Beam!" "Hyper Beam?" Primeape crossed his arms over his mouth, guarding the orange burst forming. "Fire!" Ash commanded. The beam hit Scrafty when he got within a few feet of the Pig Monkey Pokemon. He was blasted across the ring, through the ropes, and into the wall behind.
"Winner: Ash and Primeape!" Anthony declared. "And that my friends, is the exciting conclusion to the First Round! Our remaining competitors will have a rest, and in a half hour, we'll continue the tournament! But first, the match-ups for the Second Round!" He directed attention to the electronic board. The remaining five pictures were brought up. Ash's was removed. (Due to his win, there wasn't any need for him to have another match, because he was participating in the Championship Match.) The pictures were shuffled.
"It looks like the Semi-Final matches are as follows: Nak vs. Buki, and Jess vs. 'M'!"
"You sure you're ready for this brother? Nak's Hariyama was strong enough to defeat Throh. Can Sawk handle this?" Masuku asked.
"There will be no problem. Sawk and I will defeat Nak. And then, I'll win this tournament! And then, I'll beat Ash! And finally I'm gonna get a new sword!" Buki declared.
"Good luck with that, friend. I won't go easy on you." Ash answered.
"Don't worry Buki. I'm not nearly as crazy as Sayo. I'm not gonna stab you. Just beat the hell out of you." Nak boasted. "Hariyama, get in the ring." "Hariyama!" "Hn. Whatever you need to say to make yourself feel better. Sawk, let's go." Buki said.
"First match of the Semi-Finals: Buki vs. Nak: Begin!" "Hariyama! Use Vital Throw!" Hariyama slammed into Sawk. As Sawk fell, Hariyama grabbed him, and smashed him into the ground.
"Sawk! Low Kick!" Sawk swung a blue foot out. Hariyama hit the floor hard, his breath flying from his lungs at the impact.
"Fighting Type Lesson Number One: Low Kick. Always good to have if you're facing a heavy Pokemon. Sawk is faster than you." Buki saw Hariyama standing up. "Low Kick." He commanded again. Sawk knocked Hariyama's arms out from under him, sending him back to the ground.
"Whirlwind!" Nak cried. Hariyama slammed his orange palms against the ground, sending him flying into the air. "Now, Heavy Slam!" The silver energy encircled him once again.
"Oh no, you aren't getting me like you got my brother! Sawk, give 'em a taste of your Fling." Sawk reached into his gi. He pulled out an Iron Ball. He drew back, his arm shaking slightly. He threw it, and it crashed into Hariyama's head. The Arm Thrust Pokemon crumpled.
"Oh my god! What was that?" Nak screamed. "That was an Iron Ball. It makes the user heavier, slower, and it also makes Flying Types susceptible to Ground Type moves. But that's not why I gave it to my Sawk. See, I wasn't lying when I said he was faster than you. My Sawk is as fast as a normal Sawk when he's carrying the Iron Ball. However, he becomes considerably faster when he get's rid of it. His speed is actually much higher than your Hariyama's." Buki explained.
"The Iron Ball is the item to use when you want Fling to be super powered." "You hit my Pokemon with a ball of solid iron?" Nak asked. Hariyama was back on his feet by now. "Let's get rid of them Hariyama! Use Close Combat!" Hariyama attacked but didn't land a hit. Sawk moved like a blur, not touched by anything the Arm Thrust Pokemon threw at him.
"Sawk, use Mach Punch." The Karate Pokemon had a fist in Hariyama's jaw in the blink of an eye. "Strength." Buki smirked. Sawk hefted the large Arm Thrust Pokemon into his arms.
"Use Endure!" Nak yelled. Hariyama focused. Sawk tossed him a few feet in the air and threw both fists out in a powerful double punch. Hariyama flew back a few feet, and crashed into the ground. He stood up.
"That doesn't help. Mach Punch!" Zoom! Crash! Hariyama fell back once more. "And, Strength." The Arm Thrust Pokemon was picked up again, but instead of the double punches, Sawk walked to the edge of the ring and tossed the dazed Pokemon over the edge.
"And it's over! Winner: Buki and Sawk!"
"Haha! My perfect Pokemon can't be beat! I'll take care of you, and then I'll beat the twerp with the sword, and then, I can beat the main twerp!" Jess boasted. "You should be more humble about your abilities. Everyone can be beat. I'm just the one to show you." 'M' said.
"Fine. We'll see. Get in the ring my marvelous Medicham!" "Mienshao, it's time to drop her down a notch." 'M' sighed.
"Alright, calm down everybody. Second Match of the semi-finals: Begin!" "Use Psychic!" Jess commanded. "Me-First!" 'M' returned. Mienshao's eyes lit up and Medicham was the one lifted into the air. Mienshao nodded and Medicham flew in the indicated direction. Medicham stood up, seemingly unharmed.
"I didn't anticipate your Mienshao knowing Me-First." Jess complimented. "That's why you should expect the unexpected. Because that's the tactic any good trainer will use."
"Don't lecture me! I'm absolutely perfect!" Jess exclaimed. 'M' shook his head in disgust. "Looks like I have to step it up." "Hn. You won't get the chance! Medicham, use Drain Punch!" Medicham's arm glowed green with white streaks spiraling around. She rushed Mienshao.
"Reversal." 'M' said. Mienshao leaned back, wind-milled his arms, and swept the attack around, throwing Medicham away from him. "Good job." 'M' complimented. "Now, let's use Swift." Mienshao crossed his arms over himself and then swept them away, shooting hundreds of gold stars at the fallen Psychic Type. Medicham was thrown high into the air.
"And, Hi-Jump Kick." Mienshao leapt up, driving his knee into the Meditate Pokemon's back. There was a popping noise, and Medicham fell back toward the ground. "Finally, one last Hi-Jump Kick." Mienshao flew after Medicham at full speed, catching up just before the Psychic type hit the ground. He drove his leg into her just as she hit the ground, causing her to half sit-up, eyes wide-but blank. Mienshao leapt away, coming to a halt in the middle of the ring.
"Due to a knockout, the winner is: 'M' and Mienshao!" Anthony declared. "That's bull!" Jess screeched. "James, are you finished? It's time to escape!" James, disguise thrown to the wind, appeared with a bag full of Pokeballs slung over his shoulder.
"Ready Jessie!" He yelled. The audience checked their belts. There were many shouts of disbelief and anger. They had stolen all the Pokeballs of the spectators.
"What have you done Team Rocket?" Buki asked. "You ask us what we've done…" Jessie began. She was interrupted by Buki, Masuku, Ash, and 'M'.
"Dewott, Water Pledge!" "Pignite, Fire Pledge!" "Pikachu, Electro-Ball!" "Mienshao, Aura Sphere!" The four orb attacks swirled around each other, colliding in a massive blast of blue, orange, yellow, and blue-green. Jessie and James were blasted into the air, through the roof of the tent, dropping the Pokeballs back into the ring.
"We're blasting off again!" "Morons." Buki spat. He looked to the three others that attacked. 'M's hood had gotten blown off by the explosion. It revealed a shaved orange head, with the sides being black. He was easily recognized by most of the spectators, because of numerous battles aired on television. It was none other than Marshal, leader of the Elite Four.
"Alright. Now that that's over," Anthony began with a laugh. "Let's get on to our Final Match. Buki Shiyousha vs. the Elite Four's own: Marshal!"
"Ok. Let's get this over with. I've gotta see a man about a sword." Buki said. "Get in the ring Sawk." The Karate Pokemon leapt over the ropes. "That's fine. I've got a Belt to win." Marshal joked. "Into the ring Mienshao!"
"Hehe. This promises to be an exciting match! Begin!" "Sawk, use Close Combat!" The blue Pokemon dashed to the center of the ring and unleashed his fists at Mienshao. The Martial Arts Pokemon ducked and weaved, making the attacks miss.
"Answer with your Close Combat!" Marshal ordered. Mienshao whipped his fur covered arms at the Karate Pokemon, lashing powerful hits that forced Sawk to move backward.
"Let's go! Bide!" Sawk crossed his arms across his chest and stood still while Mienshao continued to beat the living hell out of him. "Keep going Mienshao. They can't hold on forever." Mienshao kept hitting, and Sawk kept blocking, until:
"Fire!" Sawk threw his arms out and launched a silver beam of light that razed the ring, hitting everything. Mienshao was thrown back against the ropes, but he got back to his feet, still going strong.
"You'll have to do better." Marshal declared. "Well then. I can see we're gonna need speed if we plan on winning this." Buki decided. "Get rid of it." Sawk reached into his gi and pulled his Iron Ball out. He dropped it to the floor, where it landed heavily.
"Sound good to you?" Buki asked Marshal. "Whatever. I want to face all my opponents at full strength! Mienshao, Bounce!" The Martial Arts Pokemon leapt high into the air, and crouched on the side of the tent.
"You should feel honored. I usually save this move for when an opponent has me on the ropes. I can't be sure what'll happen with your Sawk powered up. Now GO!" Marshal cried. Mienshao dropped and whipped both fur-covered arms at Sawk.
"Dodge!" Buki yelled. Sawk lunged to the side, but Mienshao clipped him as he fell. The Karate Pokemon fell to the floor, stunned. Yellow sparks flared across his blue body.
"Damn! You paralyzed him!" Buki exclaimed. "Yeah. That's an added effect of Bounce. It has a 30% chance of paralyzing the target." Marshal said, almost apologetically.
"Sadly, it's time this match ended. Bounce!" Mienshao leapt again, flipped, and landed heavily on Sawk, driving the air out of his lungs. His eyes rolled back into his head.
"And there you have it! The winner of the P1 Grand Prix is Elite Four Leader, Marshal!" Anthony declared. "He now gets to decide on whether or not he fights Ash for the Championship! How about it?"
"Actually, Mienshao's pretty tired." He turned to Ash. "Somehow, I think we'll be seeing each other again soon anyway." He looked at Buki. "I'd be honored to have a rematch with you too."
"Well, bye I guess. I'm sorry you guys didn't feel up to battling, but I'm sure we'll all see you two duke it out someday." Anthony said. "It's alright Anthony. We really need to get to the Gym anyway. Sorry we couldn't give you a match." Ash replied.
"No, it isn't that at all! You guys did amazing." Anthony promised. The three boys turned and began to walk away, in search of the Gym. They all waved over their shoulder at their fading friend Anthony.
Oh my god. I'm sorry for not including a battle with Ash and Marshal, but this chapter had already gotten a little TOO long, and it was supposed to be filler. It was a little longer than most of my other chapters for this fic. Now, be honest, how many of you could guess it was Marshal under the hood? Probably not many, cause you may not've known what he looked like. Oh well. I hope I didn't bore you with everything. But, there was a lot of action, and I like action, so meh. Also, sorry if the Sayo/Buki thing was a little over the top, but I wanted some excitement for the Shiyousha Swordsman. Well, doesn't really matter. It' s over and done with now. Hehe. Ja Nae!
