*finger wave* Hey, guys…so, it's been a while…I went to Russia…stopped by England…no, I couldn't find the Shire, Hogwarts or Narnia…and I'm super sorry that it's taken this long to put up this chapter. BUT, here it is! Round ten was done by request-and it's Winona VS Skyla! Who will win in this match against Flying-type VS Flying-type?
Round 10: Winona VS Skyla!
Misty was walking about the arena during the break. The last match had left her shaken-she couldn't believe that the studious, oblivious Professor Elm had verbally commanded his Corsola to attack Charizard that way. She remembered when Ash's Charmandar's flame was almost burned out when they first met; he barely survived. Rumors had starting floating around about disqualifying those displaying such aggression during a match, just like a regular League competition. If that was the case, most of those who had battled so far would be disqualified by then, in Misty's opinion. As it was, the League released a statement that as this was a much more advanced competition, there would be no disqualifying based on extreme aggression during a match. Referees were also told not to step in to stop any aggressive battling.
Misty wasn't quite sure what to make of that, either…
She stopped and smiled as she recognized someone up ahead.
"Professor Oak!" she exclaimed, getting the old man's attention. He turned from where he was walking and waved her over to him. She bounded over, embracing the elderly professor.
"It's so good to see you, Misty!" said Oak, as they pulled from the embrace.
Misty beamed. "It's great to see you too, Professor!"
"I saw your match against Brock," said Oak, as he readjusted himself on his cane and began to walk forward, Misty taking slow steps next to him. "I hated to see him lose so early, but was happy to see that you'll be continuing this competition." He leaned in towards Misty. "Tell me the truth," said Oak, his eyes taking on a mischievous light to them. "You went easy on him, didn't you?"
Misty grinned backed, her eyes taking on the same mischievous look. "Of course."
Oak gave a laugh as he clapped his hands together. "I knew it! Don't get me wrong, Brock is good at what he does, but you, my dear, have always been a very skilled Water-type Trainer in my eyes. Even with other types, you can hold your own just fine. And seeing that match with Brock…well, let's just say I knew you had more in you."
"Thank you, sir," said Misty, "Yeah, I didn't want to completely destroy Brock, especially since he was already at a disadvantage both type-wise and field-wise. I played it low-key, since I knew I had that match. I just wish Brock would've had gotten more battles in before we battled."
Oak nodded. "You did well, Misty. A classy battle, I thought." He smiled over at Misty. "Care to join me for the next match? I've been sitting next to some boring old people this entire time."
Misty laughed as he extended his arm; he was always the gentleman. "I'd love to, Professor." She accepted his arm and together they made their way to their seats in the stands. Misty offered more support as the old man slowly made his way down the steps and into his seat.
Oak sat, rubbing his knee. "Just ain't what I used to be…," he said, as Misty seated herself next to him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Round 10 has been selected! Will Gym Leaders Winona and Skyla please make your way to the field?"
Misty turned to Oak. "Flying-type versus Flying-type? Should be interesting…"
"Yes, it should," Oak replied.
Misty bit her bottom lip, hesitating over what she was about to ask the professor. "Sir, about that last match…," she paused briefly before continuing. "What happened?"
Oak sighed, rubbing his temples. "I'm honestly not too sure, Misty. As you witnessed, Elm's Pokémon are very powerful and he himself is a skilled Trainer. But, between you and me, he's never been one to get into the whole Trainer thing. Yes, he's good at it and cares for his Pokémon, but he'd rather be reading about Pokémon then actually interacting with them. I think that he just wanted the battle over with before Tucker figured out his technique, which was really much more basic and simple than I think anyone realizes. I don't believe Tucker was used to such straight-forward and simple battling, which gave Elm the upper hand. He knew his limits, though-remember, he stopped Corsola a few times during the match to keep it from going too far. Elm knows his limits; I really couldn't image him wanting to do unthinkable harm to Charizard, just enough to make him faint and get out of the competition. You must remember, Misty, that Charizard's are hard to handle Pokémon. Even if Tucker's Charizard was close to fainting, he still would've put up a fight unless Elm did something drastic to win, which he did. He still knew his limits, though." Oak sighed again. "I just don't know, Misty."
Misty nodded as the field turned into another ice field with each Trainer at either end. She studied the two Trainers; Winona was standing in a perfect posture, her eyes straight ahead studying the field, her mouth firm; Skyla, on the other hand, was standing with her hip cocked, arms crossed, looking like she'd rather be doing other things. Misty had heard that Skyla had taken to judging matches based on her opponents' team instead of battling. Misty wasn't sure how she felt about that method-it sounded like cheating and seemed shallow.
Winona brought out the blue, swan-like Pokémon, Altaria, while Sklya chose the furry, bat-like Pokémon, Swoobat.
"Let's get this battle over with, Swoobat," shouted Skyla, unfurling her arms and clenching her fists. "Use Gust!"
Swoobat began to create a small tornado by rapidly flapping his wings.
"Dodge it by flying among the ice burgs, Altaria, and use Peck!" cried Winona, her face still set.
Altaria nodded her head in acknowledgement and flew gracefully around the ice burgs, easily dodging Swoobat's attack. Swoobat attempted to move out of Altaria's Peck, but was too slow; the elegant Pokémon landed a powerful blow right in Swoobat's side. The bat Pokémon gave a cry of pain and collided into one of the ice burgs.
Winona gave a sharp nod. "Use DragonBreath, Altaria!"
With a powerful beat of her cloud-like wings, Altaria swooped before Swoobat, who was still in the ice, and released a jet of fire balls from her maw before her opponent could react. As the fire met with the ice, steam covered the field, hiding the Pokémon from the audience. When the steam cleared, Swoobat was seen fainted in a puddle of water.
Oak and Misty clapped along with the audience as the referee announced Swoobat unable to battle.
"Swoobat was hardly a warm up for Winona's Altaria, it seems," Oak noted, as Skyla recalled Swoobat and sent out Unfezant. "Do you know anything about Skyla, Misty? She doesn't seem to be into this."
"She really isn't," said Misty, as Skyla ordered Unfezant to use Aerial Ace. "Her family is really into flying planes and Flying-type Pokémon. Her grandfather was the Gym Leader before Skyla and he was really good, from what I hear."
Altaria was ordered to dodge the attack by flying upward last minute as the attack was about to land. In a complicated maneuver, Altaria twisted herself rapidly in midair and shot right back down right on top of Unfezant, landing a powerful Peck Attack. Unfezant cried out in pain as Altaria buried him beneath the ice.
Oak nodded. "I know Skyla's grandfather, and you're right, he was a very skilled Leader. But what about Skyla? Is she motivated like he was?"
Misty shook her head as Altaria perch over on a higher ice burg as Unfezant slowly crawled out of the ice.
"She flies planes with her Pokémon," Misty replied. "I heard that she doesn't really battle that much. Supposedly she just judges her opponents' team and if she thinks they can't win, then she doesn't give them a badge and doesn't battle them."
"And this Winona girl is a natural and obviously very passionate about battling, and about Flying-types, too," said Oak, as Unfezant was ordered to perform Air Slash. "Her battling style is very mature for someone her age."
"DragonBreath, Altaria!" commanded Winona.
Altaria gave a caw a released another jet of fiery substance from her beak that collided into the speeding Unfezant. Unfezant was suddenly surrounded by the attack and collapsed to the icy ground, fainted.
The referee lifted his flags. "Unfezant is unable to battle! Round two goes to Altaria!"
"Wow folks! Another win for Winona's powerful Altaria! Who will Skyla choose for her last battle?"
Misty turned to Skyla, who, she noticed, was now clutching the rail in front of her. A strange look had replaced her previous look of impatience; this look was a cross between one of urgency and perhaps one of realization. After a long pause, Misty gasped collectively along with the rest of the audience as Skyla threw her white towel of surrender onto the field.
"I forfeit the match!" she shouted, shooting her hand in the air. She looked over at Winona. "Gym Leader Winona, battling you has been an honor. I know that this is your passion, along with so many others here. But battling is not my passion-flying is, as well as Flying-type Pokémon. And me taking this opportunity from someone else who is passionate about battling is wrong. Don't get me wrong, I love being a Gym Leader and will continue to do so, but I don't think that this is the right competition for me." She turned to the spectator box where the judges sat, the large screens around the arena televising her face. "Thank you for this opportunity."
As Skyla descended from her place at the arena, Winona, who had a look of shock on her usual stoic face, smiled toothlessly and lifted her hand in respect to Skyla as she left the stadium. The crowd went nuts at the gesture as the commentator declared Winona the winner due to Skyla's forfeit. Misty and Oak exchanged glances as they slowly added their applause.
"This competition keeps getting stranger and stranger," Oak sighed.
"You said it, Professor."
And Winona is the winner! I actually did some serious research regarding Skyla, as I knew next to nothing about the girl when this request was made. My research left me with one conclusion: I couldn't stand her and I wanted her out ASAP. Maybe you Skyla fans can give me some good qualities about her, but either way, Winona still wins. Skyla doesn't have a passion, whereas Winona is obviously passionate about all her duties, not just some, like Skyla.
Round 11 is up next, so stay tuned and keep reviewing!
Until you read again!
~MastermindMedley10
P.S.-I am running out of ideas regarding type-fields. Are there any elemental fields that I haven't included yet? If so, leave me a comment telling me! Thanks!