XI : The Second Round : The Battle of the Overcharged Raichu
Cameron gets electrocuted
Stephanie ponders a Pincoe hybrid
"Hello Mr. McKay" A new official said, knocking on Brian's door at 6:30 a.m. two days later. Brian was still asleep in bed, his body just happened to be standing in the door way, trying to remember how to use the knob.
"Hellllo" He yawned. The woman smiled at him, with a smile bright enough to light up the inside of a cave, at the bottom of the ocean. What was this woman on, crack?
"I wish to inform you of your match later today"
"I thought you had to give me a day's notice"
"Half of the trainers have been eliminated. We're left with 128, so we are now supposed to give you less time to prepare" She chirped happily. Brian considered punching her. "The less time you have, will show how spontaneous you are as a trainer"
"So what, eventually you'll walk up to me, tell me I have a match in one hour, and to get moving?"
"Something like that"
"Does this also mean their are less matches?"
"Yep, but they will last longer. Every round, they shave away the dead fat"
"Oh goody" The official was either to thick headed, or to hopped up to recognize sarcasm.
"So Mr. McKay, your match will be the fourth match of the day, on the electric field"
"Magnifico"
"What is your pokemon's name?"
"Cameron"
"And species?"
"Raichu" The woman smiled again.
"Okay, your match information will be available on your Microdex soon"
"So, now it my turn" Cameron crackled, his lightning bolt earrings glinting at breakfast. "I love it, I'm going to kick ass"
"I can't believe my pokemon is a 16 year old college drop out"
"Hey, hey, I didn't drop out, I plan on going back any day now"
"Yeah" Horatio said, "Just like I plan on going to devote my life to helping others"
"Or like how I plan on giving up booze" Max said. Brian sighed, and looked over at Rose. She must have had six types of meat on her plate, and was shoveling all of them down.
"I don't get it" Natasha said, "Last week, you couldn't eat a damn thing with out puking, and now"
"I dunno, I just got really hungry suddenly" Rose said, "And I want meat"
"You threw up this morning" Stephanie said.
"Oh bite me, you going to finish that?" Ninetails asked. One thing Brian knew he would never get completely used to was his wife had two minds. Oh well.
"Oh, I was smoked again" Every one looked up, to see Jonah sit down, with a red palm print on the side of his face.
"May I?" Dimitrius asked Ninetails.
"Knock your self out"
"Uh, dude, what the fuck happened?" Jonah jerked his head back, to a lone table across from them. There sat JoAnn, reading a book on the Shavian alphabet.
"You hit on her, didn't you jackass"
"I will give you five thousand credits" Ninetails said, sausage dangling out of the corner of her mouth, "If you will go over there, and let her slap you again"
"I'll throw in two hundred" Natasha said. Jonah grinned.
"No can do, I've got a one smack a day policy"
"Ten thousand!" Brian stood up, and began heading to JoAnn.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to apologize. I may be battling her one day, and I don't want her to think I'm a jackass like you"
"Traitor" Natasha cried. Brian ignored her, and walked to JoAnn, who didn't look up. He rapped on the table, and she still didn't look up.
"What?"
"I came over to apologize for my friend"
"Don't" She said, flipping a page.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't care about your phony apologies. Your afraid we might battle one day, and your one of those people who wants every one to be friends. Well, I'm one of those people who wants every one to be enemy's. I've seen you with that Natasha girl, and I know your name is Brian. I beat her, and I will beat you, that's all I need to know" With that, she stood up and left. Brian returned to the table, dejected.
"I'm going to pull the stick out of that woman's ass and beat her with it" Rose said between bites.
"Oh leave her alone" Cameron said, "She's not that bad"
"Yeah," Dimitrius chimed in, "She has good qualities"
"Is this because she's so hot?" Stephanie asked.
"Well, yes"
"Okay" Brian said, as Cameron stood before all the sliders in the Brian's living area, "Lets list every attack you know, to see what's good"
"Okay" Cameron grinned, as the transformation began, and he felt him self drop in height. His ears grew rapidly, as they moved up his head, while his face developed a rodent like muzzle, complete with two electrical sacks. His hands and feet became paws, and fur covered him, while his tail swung out, finishing the transformation.
"You know, I once heard a registered slider, on TV, compare going into pokemon form, to putting on a suit. I think it's the opposite, I think of it as taking off my human mask, to show what's beneath"
"How poetic" Brian said, "Unfortunately, the third match is underway, and their probably going to call us any second, so we can't be poetic" Cameron nodded.
"Well, I know all the basic attacks, thunder bolt, discharge, thunder, and I also know your status changers, growl, thunderwave, nasty plot"
"You know volt tackle?" Rose asked.
"Actually, no. I've never been able to get that one. Remember, when me and Volt merged, he had never actually been in a battle, I've had to learn every attack I know" Cameron grinned. "I actually learned something new recently, you want to see?"
"Uh, sure?" Cameron jumped straight up, his tail raised high. It began to glow white. As he came down, Cameron slammed his tail onto the small wooden coffee table, shattering it instantly.
"I learned Iron Tail!"
"Awesome dude" Dimitrius said.
"My coffee table!" Brian cried.
"Oh shut up, I have money" Rose said.
"The third round on the electric field" The intercom buzzed, "Will begin in 30 minutes. Will both trainers please report to the preparation room"
Brian, with Max at his side, entered the preparation room, right as the previous trainer was walking out.
"Stupid, stupid" He mumbled loud enough for them to hear, "First I get covered with slime, and then I lose to that beauty queen, before the war I was one of the best trainers in Hoenn"
"Beauty queen?" Max asked Brian.
"Uh sir?" The man turned, glaring at them.
"What the fuck do you want?"
"This beauty queen, was her name JoAnn?" The man smirked.
"Yeah, Miss JoAnn Paterson, beauty queen turned trainer" Rage had filled his voice, "She cheated. I don't know how, but she cheated"
"Your probably right" Brian muttered, though the man didn't hear him, as he stormed off, "But how can we prove it?"
"The question isn't how do we prove it" Max said, "The question is, how is it none of the people running this thing see the problem with JoAnn" Before they could continue, the buzzer sounded.
"Well its time, are you nervous?"
"100"
"Well, anxiety builds character, and shit like that"
"Now, on the red side, please welcome David Keel" The red side trainer came out, a hybrid with a mostly human shape, except for the pieces of blue bark that covered his entire body.
"How does one become a Pincoe hybrid?" Stephanie asked.
"I dunno, I think that's one of those things we don't ask about" Natasha responded.
"How does he take a shit?" Jonah asked.
"Another thing we shouldn't ask"
"Now, on the green side, please welcome, Brian McKay from Little Storping in the Swuff" Brian and Max ran out onto the field, waving at the crowd.
"Don't wave, you look like an asshole"
"Bite me" The two ascended the green platform, to finally get a look at the electrical field.
"That's it?" Max asked. The field was a large, metal square, with a series of two foot tall metal poles, with metal balls on the top, surrounding the field on all sides. Every so often, a bolt of electricity would shoot between two of the poles, that sat opposite each other. Built into the trainer platform, was a large glass barrier, designed to stop stray electric attacks.
The ref. came out, giving the usual reading of the rules. Dark clouds had filled the sky. The ref. held up the red flag.
"Red trainer, ready?"
"Ready" He said in a wooden voice.
"Green trainer, ready?" Brian pulled out Cameron's pokeball.
"Ready"
"Begin"
"Go, Copout" Keel yelled, slinging an ultra ball over the glass. Out popped a Manectric.
"He named his Manectric Copout?" Ninetails asked, "And you people wonder why some pokemon despise nicknames"
"Go, Cameron" Cameron appeared the field, confused at first.
"What's with all the poles?"
"Copout, use thunderwave"
"Cameron, dodge" Cameron leapt out of the way, right as a non-lethal bolt of lightning hit where he stood. A raindrop hit Max on the head.
"Alright, Copout, use howl" Copout began to howl, as his attack was super charged.
"Okay, he's strong, but electricity ain't accurate, Cameron use agility" Cameron began to run around Copout in a circle, until he looked like one solid blur. The problem was, he ran in a perfect circle, something Keel planned to take advantage of.
"Copout, shoot a thunder bolt into Cameron's path, and keep shooting"
"Oh shit, Cameron, move!" To late. Cameron slammed into a wall of electricity, as rain began to fall.
"Okay, that hurt" Cameron skidded across the field, as Copout lunged at him.
"Copout, use thunderfang"
"Cameron, use thunderbolt when he's above you" Copout jumped, his mouth open wide with electricity crackling inside. He came down, as Cameron fired a thunderbolt, blasting him straight up, and allowing Cameron to jump away. Copout hit the ground hard, as stood up slowly, as a bolt of electricity from the pole beside him passed through him.
"This feels good" Copout said. Sparks were visibly crackling off him, and the wet field caused the water to become electrified.
"What happened to him?" Jonah asked.
"Its those stupid electric blasts, I think they've supercharged him" Natasha said.
"Copout, use thunder" A bolt of thunder shot out from Copout's back, but it was larger then any bolt of electricity the audience had ever seen. Max had to wipe off his eyes, to make sure he was seeing right. Cameron stood mesmerized, as the bolt came down, jumping out of the way at the last minute. The bolt hit, and the field cracked with the force. Cameron landed, and then screamed.
"Fuuuucccckkk" The bolt was so strong, the water made it like Cameron had been directly hit. Cameron stumbled to get up, his electrical sacks sparking. Copout however, seemed back to normal.
"Alright, Cameron, double team"
"Copout, thundershock" A whole bunch of fast moving images of Cameron appeared around Copout, who zapped them with frustration, just to have them vanish, until the real one appeared behind him.
"Now Cameron, use iron tail" Cameron jumped, and slammed his tail on Copout, slamming him face down. Copout jumped up, and ran. "Cameron, use thunderwave" Cameron fired the electricity, and it seemed to hit, as Copout suddenly froze in place.
"Copout, move!"
"Cameron, use quick attack" Cameron took off on all fours, and electric blur, slamming into Copout, throwing him against the back metal poles.
"Now, use thunder punch" Cameron slammed Copout in the chest with his paw, electricity surging. Cameron then jumped to the other end of the field.
"Okay Cameron, lets finish this, us thunder" Cameron shot out the electricity, not as big as Copout's, but still plenty lethal. Copout stood there, eye's closed, as the bolt prepared to hit.
"Copout, are you done pretending to be paralyzed?" Pretending?
"Yes master"
"Then jump, as high as you can" Copout leapt, as the thunder hit. Unfortunately, sense he wasn't touching the ground, it did no damage to him. To Cameron, it was like getting hit all over again.
"Shit, Cameron, use thunderwave, try to paralyze him for real" Cameron fired sparks, but nothing else came out of his cheeks. Again, nothing but sparks.
"Uh, I'm tapped out"
"Cameron's empty" Rose asked.
"Yeah, and he's fighting a battle against an over charge Manectric" Jonah laughed, "That's a bitch" Stephanie elbowed him hard in the gut.
"Okay Copout, use spark" Electricity surging across his body, Copout slammed into Cameron, sending him flying.
"Cameron, use quick attack" Cameron struggled to stand up, but then couldn't move.
"Oh darn" Keel said, in a mocking voice, "I guess he's paralyzed"
"I can probably use electric attacks" Cameron cried, "They don't require movement"
"Yes, but your out of electricity" Max yelled.
"Copout, use hyper beam" A beam of pure energy shot out of Copout's mouth, blasting Cameron into the metal poles at the back of the field, cooking him alive, while Brian and the sliders could do nothing but watch. Cameron was still standing, but barely.
"Now, where were we last time?" Keel mock asked, "Oh right, Copout, use thunder and finish him" For the third time, a giant bolt of electricity sailed through the sky, at Cameron. Beside him, sparks began to appear on to of the metal poles, which Brian noticed.
"Wait, a Raichu's electrical sacks are like batteries, right?" Brian asked Max.
"Well, yeah, oh wait!"
"Exactly, Cameron, absorb the electricity, all of it"
"Wha" It was at this moment, the thunder hit, while a bolt of electricity surged between the two poles. Electricity hit Cameron from the top, and the sides, and he felt it suck into his cheek pouches. It was so much how ever, it left him over charged.
"I feel great!" Cameron cried happily, "And I'm no longer paralyzed" He began to jump up and down, sparks shooting off of him.
"Crap, he's got so much power, its fried his brain" Max muttered, "Tell him to fire some of it" But Brian didn't give a single command.
"Copout, use thunderfang" Copout nodded, and took off at Cameron. He jumped, the scene from earlier playing out again.
Cameron won't last another attack, I've got to end it now "Cameron, use discharge, all of the electricity in your body, NOW" Copout prepared to bite, as pure electricity surged from all part's of Cameron's body. He created something like a dome of electricity, filling up the arena, and cracking the glass on the podium. More importantly, when Copout was hit, it froze him in mid-air, electrocuting him, and he couldn't escape. Finally, the electricity stopped, and Copout hit the ground. He tried to stand up, but couldn't, and collapsed.
The ref. ran over, and looked at the passed out Manectric, before holding up a green flag.
"Copout is unable to battle, victory goes to Brian and Cameron" The crowd cheered.
"We did it man"
"Good" Cameron grinned, before passing out himself.
