Chapter 11
For Honor! For Glory! For Equality!
Legal junk: I don't own Pokemon. I own Sarah, Luke, and the plot.
Sarah decided to start off easy, just to see what the Dragonair was capable of. She shot out a Thunderbolt towards it. It spun in a circle and the electricity passed right in the gap.
"TACKLE!" The serpent charged. Sarah ducked into a Weedle form and rolled to the side, re-growing as a Pikachu as she came up.
"Wow. What a great move by Shaiya, using her gift to make herself a small target." The crowd cheered.
Sarah shot another Thunderbolt, but the Dragonair swerved in midair again, dodging. "She's too slippery. I need some way to hold her down."
"USE ICE BEAM!" Dragonair shot out a stream of ice from her forehead.
Acting almost on instinct, Sarah morphed into an Arcanine and unleashed a Flamethrower. The fire melted through the Ice Beam and struck the Dragonair hard. It faltered in the air and fell slightly. Seeing her chance, she changed into a Bulbasaur and charged, bringing out two vines. They shot out and wrapped around the Dragonair, holding it tight. Then she half-morphed, creating a strange-looking Pikachu/Bulbasaur hybrid. While the vines held the eel-like Pokemon, she released her electric energy, which traveled down the vines and through the Dragonair.
It howled for a moment and collapsed to the ground.
"DRAGONAIR IS UNABLE TO BATTLE. THE ROUND GOES TO SHAIYA!"
The crowd cheered again. "Truly spectacular! Creating a unique Pokemon to knock away the Dragonair! You'll never see another fight like this one."
Sarah returned to her starting Pikachu form and returned to the starting place as Lance called back the Dragonair. "Well, done, Ms. Adams. Very clever."
"You alright, Sarah?" Luke asked from behind her.
"I'm fine. A bit tired, but not enough to slow me."
"Too bad," Lance interrupted. "Because I don't think even your best would be enough to defeat my last Pokemon." He threw out his final Pokeball. A tall orange creature came out of the light and roared.
Sarah looked up in semi-fear. It was a Dragonite, one of the toughest Pokemon known to man. In a glance, she saw everything about it: from its bone structure to its muscle mass to its thought patterns. Focusing on that image, she copied it over her own body. To a great gasp from the crowd, she stood just as tall, herself now a Dragonite.
"Huh. So, we're going to have a dragon duel, are we?"
"No," she said as she changed back to her mouse form. "I just like trying out new Pokemon I come across."
"Shame. You could have used the dragon's strength."
"You know what they say. The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
"But you must topple it first. Dragonite, use Whirlwind." The great beast began flapping its tiny wings and created a surprisingly strong gust of wind.
"Flying. Use rock." As the wind reached her, she morphed into a Golem. Her added weight kept her planted as the wind continued rushing by.
"Keep it up, Dragonite."
"Idiot." She took a quick step forward, then another and another. Soon, she was in a run pushing aside the headwind as if it were only a breeze. She dove and tucked in her limbs, going into a rolling Tackle.
Unlike the Dragonair, the Dragonite was much slower and couldn't react as quickly. She jumped up as she got close and pounded the orange creature in the chest.
It stumbled, the wind finally stopping, but quickly composed itself. It was strong.
She stood up as a Snorlax and grabbed its shoulders, hoping to lift it and Body Slam it. But the Dragonite copied her set-up. The two became stuck in a sumo-showdown.
"Dragonite, Hyper Beam!" The creature opened its mouth and began to draw in energy.
She yelped and shifted quickly, falling as a Weedle as the beam shot inches over her head. Lance hadn't expected that, and she was going to make him pay. She landed into a crouching Hitmonchan and focused her energy to her fist. It became an icy blue, the air around it suddenly growing cold. It was a dragon's one true weakness: ice.
The orange beam finally vanished. In the second it took for the Dragonite to regain itself, she jumped up and sent the Ice Punch into the creature's chin. The massive beast was lifted up into the air and landed with a hard smash.
"Very nice," Lance called as the Dragonite rose to its feet. "But we're not done yet. Double Team!" Without appearing to move, the Dragonite flew to the side and around her. Suddenly half a dozen copies of the same creature surrounded her.
Now Sarah was shocked. "Dragonite shouldn't be able to move that fast!"
"SARAH, LOOK OUT!" Too late. The Dragonite rushed up from behind and grabbed her.
"Now Body Slam!" The dragon flapped up into the air. Sarah began to panic and tried to do something. But her mind wouldn't focus right; she couldn't shift! Suddenly the Dragonite fell, with her between it and the ground. The impact was hard. Sarah could feel several ribs crack and let out a pained scream.
"SARAH!" Luke started out to get her, pure terror seizing his heart.
"No!" the ref called. "If you go onto the field she will be disqualified."
Luke froze and waited. Slowly, the Dragonite stood and moved out of the way.
Sarah lay motionless. She had gone back to her human self and gave absolutely no sign that she was even alive.
Nobody moved or said a word for several seconds. Slowly, the ref started to raise his red flag. "Shaiya is unable to battle. The match goes to…"
"Stop." Moving slowly, she moved her arm under her and began to push herself up. One of her ribs shifted, causing her to scream again. Luke started to go after her. "No, Luke." He stopped. "I started this…let me finish."
"Sarah, you're crazy! If you keep going, you'll kill yourself!"
She stood up straight, keeping one arm over her chest. "Maybe that's the case…but I…still have one move left."
"…No. You can't!" He ran out into the field. Three feet in, he stopped and was forcefully shoved back.
Sarah eyes glowed blue with psychic energy. "No. I'm going to do this. I don't care anymore. I was given this gift, and I will use it!"
Her body once again began changing. Her muscles moved under skin that had become a whitish-purple. Her spine and legs lengthened, toes and fingers shrinking to stubs with great orbs for ends. A thick purple tail grew from her rear and her ears were replaced with strong bone studs. Her face became flat and emotionless.
Her whole body became a Pokemon like none had ever seen. Lance, who was struck with awed fear, chanced to ask. "W…what are you?"
Her form didn't have any vocal chords, but its mind was so powerful that she simply projected her thoughts into every mind in the stadium. "This is the culmination of every Pokemon known to man: the greatest form of sentient being. And it will be your undoing."
Her arms began to move in wide arcs. As her hands passed through the air, energies began to appear and form, each one a different color. There was white, blue, purple, green, every color of the rainbow flowed around her body. Every element was being pulled together for one attack.
A pang of pain struck Sarah's chest. She grunted and pushed it aside. She had to focus on the energy. But the pain grew. It hurt to breathe, hurt to move. She continued on through agony.
Finally the lights formed a perfect circle in front of her. Sarah held her arms outstretched, ready for the final blow.
Luke watched in awe of Sarah's power. A strange feeling crossed his mind and Sarah's voice spoke. "Luke, whatever happens…I love you."
"Sarah…SARAH, NO!"
She thrust her arms forward with a scream. At the speed of light, too fast for any to see but herself, the energy rushed forward and crashed over the Dragonite. For a moment, nothing happened. Then the Dragonite slowly teetered and fell.
Sarah grinned to herself and the pain returned redoubled. She clutched her stomach as she fell to her knees, changing back to a human at the same time. Her world spun, making her nauseous. Gravity pulled her back. But instead of hitting the earth, something soft caught her. She didn't have to look to know if was Luke. He was crying, for tears struck her face. He was saying something about not leaving.
Just before she passed on, she gently whispered, "Goodbye…Luke."
A/N: (T.T) Sniff. So sad. (blows nose on handkerchief)
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