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Squirtle gets stuck into the battle, while Flame argues with his brain.

Episode Nine: Gym Numero Uno

The inside of the Gym was more impressive than the outside. It looked as though someone had taken a cave and moved it here. Boulders and stalagmites were everywhere. Moron gave his challange to a tougher and older looking trainer, I didn't catch his name. Lights blasted on, illuminating white lines that marked out an arena. The Gym Leader ran over the rules of the match.

Pokémon were disqualified if they are either unable to continue the battle or leave marked arena. I grinned, the arena was huge so there wasn't much chance of the second one affecting me. Moron and the Gym Leader took their places at opposite ends of the arena and the battle began.

The Gym Leader started off with what looked like a floating boulder with arms.

"Go Geodude!" He called, giving me the stupid thing's name. (What kind of name is Geodude? It's almost worse than Flame on the moronic scale) Moron decided to leave me in reserve and start off with Squirtle. A wise move, even though I didn't want to get left out of the scrap, rocks don't get affected by my fireballs.

The Geodude dropped to the floor and began rolling towards Squirtle, rapidly gaining speed as it did so. Moments before impact, Squirtle dodged and began shooting blasts of water at the ground around him. I wondered what the heck he was up to while hoping that, whatever his plan was, it worked.

The Geodude came back, still using the move that its Trainer called Rollout and was forced to slow down when it encountered the bog that Squirtle had pretty much created. Squirtle took the opening, grabbing the Geodude's arms and throwing him out of the arena. Round one to us.

Out came another Geodude, this one looked a fair bit stronger than the other one and not as stupid either. Squirtle looked a little worried, but stood his ground as everyone on our side cheered him on. He made his way across his bog and onto open ground, realising that his trick wouldn't work twice.

This time, he went for the more direct aproach. Soaking the Geodude with as much water as he could churn out, not allowing it to charge. Worked fine untill the Geodude picked up a boulder and lobbed it into the air, forcing Squirtle to stop his attack in order to get out of the way. That one moment of weakness proved to be disasterous as the Geodude swiftly slammed into Squirtle and sent him flying, strait into a very large stalagmite head first. Moron recalled the dazed Squirtle and looked at me. I swore mentaly as I knew what was coming.

"You're up." Great, now I had to go into a suicidal battle since my pride wouldn't let me back down. Stupid pride, I hate you.

'I hate you too,' my brain replied.