Japanese Title: Round Eleven Begin! Angel Vs. Demon-Into Battle Again!
Translation: Ichiban Irebun Hajimaru! Enzeru Tai Deemon-Yukiataru Batoru Futatabi!
By: Pro_V
"I don't believe I have to face that little monster!" Eevy growled, "I hate 'em! I hate 'em! I hate 'em!"
"Calm yourself, dear sister," Morty cautioned, "You'll blow sky high if you don't."
"I don't care! I just hate that kid!"
"Meow, hiss, hiss!" Eusine joked before Eevy turned and scowled at him, "Sorry…"
"So…If this is the semi-final round," Yuu-Yuu began, "when's the finals?"
Eevy, Morty and Medira stopped dead, "Uh…" they said together.
Morty had been in the League years before, and was therefore expected to know everything and to let his sister in on it. What Morty didn't know, Eevy and her Coach were lost on. Eevy and Medira looked between them, staring at Morty who had gone pale in embarrassment.
"I have no idea," Morty said in a clueless tone, "I honestly don't."
"Great," Medira drooped, "Just great."
"Move over! I'm coming through!" Daemeon slammed between the group, "I'm going to the Stadium to get ready to beat you, little miss Eevee!"
"Go snort dirt, rat boy!" Eevy snapped, "I'm going to the Stadium too. Maybe we can get them to let us start early. At least that way you'll get your whomping before your bed time."
"Don't you worry! Somebody's gonna get a whomping alright!"
Eevy and Daemeon continued their verbal battling as the rest of the group trudged along behind, "I take it they don't like each other all that much," Lisle muttered.
"What clued you in?" Mizu asked sarcastically as Eevy tried to slap Daemeon out of her way.
"Move it, maggot!" Eevy braced against him, "Ladies first!"
"Then why are you goin' in first?" Daemeon pushed back.
"You little weed!"
"Get out of my way!"
"OK!" Eevy stepped back, sending Daemeon flying to the left, where she had been, "Have fun sucking pavement! See ya' around, sucker!" she laughed wildly and kept walking, "What a loser!"
"Ow," Daemeon whined as the rest of the group continued past him, laughing hysterically at him laid out on the ground.
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"You know," Lance started as he walked beside Will, "I've heard everybody calling this the semi-final round. What's going on with the finals?"
"Uh…" Will looked frantically around the hall, "I don't know," he shrugged, "Nope…Not a clue…"
Lance narrowed his eyes to his right to look at Will, "What do you know, William?"
"Who, me? Nothing. I don't know anything about anything!" he turned to his right and started walking away.
"Hold it there a minute," Lance snatched his collar and pulled him back, "What do you know? Tell me or I'll obliterate your face."
"I don't know anything! I swear!" he quivered, "If I did you would too, don't you think?"
Lance pondered on that for a moment, "Yeah, I guess," he dropped Will, who took off down the right hall.
"That was too close," Will slouched and sighed, "I almost didn't save that one."
"Hey, munchkin!" Lance shouted as Jason walked past, "What's up?"
"Stop calling me that!" the youngest Elite snapped, "I get enough from Will! I don't need it from you too!"
"Touchy today, are we?" Lance laughed, "Do you have any idea why these are only the semi-final battles?"
"Me? No," he held the o of the no for a few seconds while shaking his head nervously, "Not the foggiest. I'm just…gonna go find Will now…See ya'!" he took off down the same hall as Will.
"What are those two up to?" Lance mused out loud in a whisper.
"What's your problem?" Luri sent Lance flying, "Sorry."
"S'Ok," he panted, "Maybe you know. What's up with this being the semi-finals instead of the finals? And what's up with Will and Jason?"
"You know, I was wondering about that myself," Luri replied tensely, then added very quickly, "Maybe I'll go ask Will. Bye!" she zipped down that same hall.
"OK, now they're bothering me. What does that trouble making trio know that I don't?"
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"Hey, Mr. Luminati," Eevy teased as she shoved past Daemeon with Medira right behind her, "Ready to get stomped?"
"I was about to ask you the same question," Daemeon cracked, "Let's get to it!"
"You're on!" Medira spat.
"Go, Eevy!" Morty shouted, "Beat him down!"
"Take care of him, Eevy!" Lisle called, "You can do it!"
"Squash that little maggot like the bug he is!" Eusine cried, "And get my money back!"
"Come on, Eevy!" Mizu cheered, "Give it a what-for!"
"Teach him a lesson, Eevy!" Skiff bellowed, "He deserves it!"
"Go get 'em, Eevy!" Yuu-Yuu hollered.
"Hurray for Eevy!" Sooney added, "Rose Town forever!"
"Daemeon's from Rose Town too," Morty reminded her.
"Oh…Eevy forever!"
"Thanks, guys!" Eevy waved into the camera as the wall on that side raised, "Let's do it."
"You bet. Go, Tauros!"
"Go, Novo! Let's start with a Bubblebeam!"
"Use a Take Down attack, now!"
Tauros rampaged forward, running straight through Novo's Bubblebeam. Novo halted his attack he was so surprised. Tauros rammed him head on, sending the Vaporeon into a spin in the air.
"Novo! Stand straight and fire a Hydro Pump!"
"Give it a Horn Attack, Tauros!"
Even the heavy charging steer couldn't push his way through Novo's specially trained Hydro Pump. Eevy had trained especially hard on her Pokemon's strongest attacks just for Daemeon. Daemeon growled nastily and stomped forward a step.
"Get in there, you stupid cow!" Daemeon snapped as Tauros skidded to the ground, "Go in and give that dumb water rat a Zap Cannon!"
"Novo, Agility now!" Eevy swept her arm to the right as Novo zipped to the side of the passing attack.
The lightning grazed Novo's side, but ultimately crashed past. Daemeon started burning red as Eevy laughed at him.
"I feel sorry for that Tauros," Eevy snickered.
"Yeah, having a trainer with such poor judgement must be horrific," Medira laughed.
"Ooh," Daemeon snorted, "Go, Tauros! Ice Beam attack now!"
"Novo. Rage attack!"
Novo allowed the ice to hit him, acquiring the power of the frigid cold. He slipped back and prepared for the command he knew was coming.
"Rage Agile Take Down attack, now!" Eevy snapped with her Vaporeon bracing against the Ice Beam, "Take it out!"
The Bubble Jet Pokemon launched forward, pushing up the Ice Beam and hissing wildly. He jumped away, coming down on top of Tauros with a hefty slam. The Bull flopped with a thud to the ground, crying painfully. Daemeon's screaming echoed around the enclosed arena.
"Stupid cow," he commented again and took out a Poke'Ball, "Return now! Get out there and finish them off, Rhyhorn!"
"Novo against a Rhyhorn is only a fool's match, but he seems to have something planned. But what?" Eevy narrowed her eyes, "Go, Novo! Use Bubble!"
"Get rid of that rodent with a Thunderbolt, Rhyhorn!"
"A Thunderbolt-ing Rhyhorn?!" Medira bugged, "Impossible!"
"Not quite," Daemeon chuckled, "Do it, Rhyhorn!"
"Novo! Look out!" Eevy cried.
It was true. A Thunderbolt-ing Rhyhorn. Rhyhorn let out a lash of lightning, striking Novo dead on. The Vaporeon's cry reverberated around the arena. The sound of his lifelessly electrocuted body flopping to a dead stop in front of Eevy's podium had the same effects on the acoustics. Not to mention Eevy's shouts as well.
"You worked very hard, Novo. Return! Now I choose you, Sovo!"
"You go, Sovo!" Medira cheered, "Take that ugly thing out!"
"You talking about the kid or the Pokemon?" Sovo snickered, causing Eevy and Medira to laugh hysterically.
"Good one. Now get in there with a Psywave!" Eevy called.
"Rhyhorn! Give it an Earthquake!"
Sovo sprang away, allowing the Earthquake to flow its course before landing and connecting with a Psywave of immense proportions. Eevy had realized that Sovo had one of the three top scores between Special Defense and Special Attack. She took careful aim to make them even better and made sure her Espeon's Special Attacks were used at full potential. Daemeon growled and Rhyhorn grunted under the pressure. The sturdy Rock/Ground time charged forward and slammed Sovo back. Sovo skidded and paused, awaiting orders.
"Sovo! Psybeam now!"
"Get in there with a Stomp attack!"
Rhyhorn Stomped, just as Daemeon ordered, but Sovo was still quicker. He caught Rhyhorn's heavy leg in midair, pushing him away with his Psybeam. He threw Rhyhorn with all his might and stood panting as Rhyhorn hit the sand on his back and drooped, out like a blown light bulb.
"Ah!" Daemeon snorted, "Crummy Rhyhorn. Return now! Get in there, Arbok!"
"Keep up the great work, Sovo! You can do it!" Medira called.
"OK, Sovo. Let's take this one out quick. Use your Psychic now!"
"Don't be so sure!" Daemeon laughed a bit, "Go and give it a Bite attack, Arbok!"
Eevy nearly facefaulted, having forgotten one of Arbok's first attacks is Bite. Sovo was a bit too surprised to dodge and took the hit head on. He flipped backwards, crying loudly and skidding to a sand-puffing halt. He stood firm for a moment, but fell after only a few seconds more.
"You did very well, Sovo. Return! Now I choose you! Yovo! Go in with a Pursuit attack, now!"
"Show it your Sludge Bomb!"
Yovo broke from the Moon Ball and jumped as soon as he hit the ground. The Sludge Bomb hit the sand and seeped in as he jumped for his attack. He double turned and kicked Arbok in the face, sending him back a few snaky slithers. Arbok shook himself straight only to hear…
"Yovo! Take Down attack, now!"
"Arbok! Glare!"
"Don't look into its eyes and keep that attack up!" Medira called.
Yovo started out at a slow jog and in a few seconds was running fast enough to tear up gobs of sand. Arbok jumped time and again to get within eye range of the Umbreon approaching him, but every time he did, Yovo would just jump from the line of shot. Yovo plowed, sending Arbok backwards and onto the ground, eyes spiraling like mad.
"NO!" Daemeon flipped, "Oh, you stupid snake! How could you lose?! Return! Get out there, Primeape, and move in for a Low Kick!"
"Quick Attack, now!"
Yovo started his Quick Attack but Primeape swung around, taking his front legs out from under him. Yovo's front collapsed to the ground, giving Primeape the perfect chance to run and give him a Karate Chop in the center of his back. Yovo's legs buckled out from underneath him and he let out a sharp yelp, eyes spiraling insanely.
The red light of Eevy's Poke'Ball took Yovo over, "You were great, Yovo. Now it's time for an electric personality. Go, Lovo!"
Thunder shot from the Poke'Ball as Lovo took his spot on the field. A completely unannounced Thunder was launched toward Primeape, who ducked quickly to avoid being hit. The Thunder landed in a zap behind him, puffing up sand. The cracking of lightning within an inch of his back sent Primeape into the air in alarm.
"Give it a Thundershock while it's in the air, Lovo!"
Lovo did as he was told and crashed a Thundershock into Primeape's soaring body. He landed with a few grunts and groans, looking up before falling face first into the said with a hack.
"Ahh!" Daemeon wailed, "I don't believe it! Get back here, Primeape! Get out there, Ursaring! Scratch attack!"
"Tackle it!"
Lovo dashed forward, but Ursaring's flailing arm threw him away. He bounced on his right side, with slashes on his left and jumped for more. He ran in and attacked again, this time getting pushed away with a Slash attack. Again he fell, but stood again.
"Go, Lovo! Connect with a Thunderbolt!"
"Crack back at it with Lick attack!"
Ursaring tromped forward with Lovo approaching as well. Ursaring connected first, Licking straight up Lovo's chin. Lovo turned blue in paralysis and flopped backwards, skin crawling wildly.
"Ouch," Medira commented with a nod.
"You were great, Lovo. Return and take a rest. It's your turn, Zovo! Fire Spin!"
"Ursaring! Give it a Fury Swipes attack!"
The Flareon lashed out too quickly for the tired Ursaring to attack. The Fire Spin attack wrapped around Ursaring's legs. He tipped and fell to his back with a long, tenor growl. Daemeon let out one, surprisingly soprano, scream as Medira and Eevy cheered insanely.
"I…do not…believe it," Daemeon choked and swallowed hard, "Get back here, ya' overgrown teddy bear! Now try this on for size. Get in there, Houndoom! Take it out quick with a Crunch attack!"
"Agility! Hurry up!"
Zovo was too tired to get Eevy's order done and took the Crunch dead-on. He stepped away with an angry shriek, standing tall one minute, and laid out on the next. Eevy choked and Medira gagged. Daemeon laughed wildly as he realized he had only one more to go.
"Looks like you're gonna lose!" he boasted.
"I think not," Eevy smiled nastily, "He's beaten you twice he can do it again."
"I've gotten stronger."
"So has he. I choose you! Vovo!"
"Let's get out there, Houndoom! Use your Bite!"
"Let's finally beat him, Vovo! Use your Agility!"
Vovo dodged the Houndoom as he came down for a Bite. The Eevee slipped underneath him, jumping up repeatedly into Houndoom's stomach. Houndoom jumped away, sending Vovo into the air in front of him as he had jumped to hit him again.
"Now, Houndoom! Blast it with a Flamethrower!"
"Vovo! Iron Tail!"
Vovo was just able to catch Houndoom across the face enough to push him away and halt the fire. Vovo landed with a crouch and jumped again, Skull Bashing into Houndoom's side. Houndoom stumbled away, but returned fire with Faint Attack. Vovo slipped away, skidding on his side.
"Oh no!" Lance shot up out of his chair, "Come on, stand up. Get up. Get up."
"She can't lose," Jason gagged, "Get up. Stand up."
"Come on, Vovo. Just…Stand up now," Luri bit her bottom lip, "Please."
"Let's go," Will swallowed, "Even I'm cheering for you. Get up, Vovo, get up."
"I won!" Daemeon cheered.
"No!" Eevy burst, "Get up, Vovo! You've got to get up. We've come too far to lose this! We've waited too long for this chance. Get up! As long as we're together our wins will just keep piling up. So, stand now!"
"Get up, Vovo! I'm right here too!" Medira ran to the bar of her podium, "Just stand up and attack, Vovo. We're right behind you!"
Daemeon burst at the sight of Vovo's ears twitching and his eyes shooting open. Lance jumped up screaming and Jason called happily. Will and Luri jumped and shouted. Vovo rolled over on his stomach with Houndoom growling viciously beside. The Eevee let out one short, shrieking cry and snarl before standing and glowing red.
"What's that?" Medira breathed, her head falling to the side.
"Vovo! Rage attack!" Eevy cried.
"Fight back with a Hidden Power!" Daemeon growled.
"Now, Vovo!" Eevy stomped forward, surprising Medira, "Like we practiced! Hidden Power!"
Vovo and Houndoom both launched at the exact same time with their attacks meeting in mid-arena. Instead of exploding, Vovo's cut straight through Houndoom's, splitting it in two. Daemeon screamed his oddly soprano scream as the attack neared both his Houndoom and himself. Houndoom took the full power of the blow and flew backwards in the air. He crashed into Daemeon's platform, sliding down beaten and bruised. Eevy's growl turned to a huge smile.
"We won!" she screamed, "We did it!"
"You won the semi-finals!" Medira jumped, "You did it!"
"She won," Lance swallowed, "Wow."
"We're all doomed!" Jason wailed, "Doomed I say!"
"She did it!" Luri clapped, "Yeah!"
"She was great!" Will burst, "Totally great!"
Daemeon was too busy screaming to notice his podium was being lowered, "I do not believe this!"
"Vovo!" Eevy picked up her Eevee and swung him around, "You did it! All of you did!" she released her Pokemon, "You're all so great! I'm so proud of you!"
"She did it! She did it! She did it!" Morty freaked, "Yeah!"
"Yeah, Eevy!" Lisle shrieked, "Alright!"
"She beat him!" Eusine flailed, "Get my money back!"
"All right!" Yuu-Yuu and Sooney burst, "Just great!"
"So cool!" Skiff flipped, "Yahoo!"
"Woohoo!" Mizu cried, "You go!"
"I don't believe this," Daemeon growled again, "There's no way I'll let you take the match!" he ran for Eevy who turned with a sharp scowl.
"Zovo, Fire Spin! Lovo, Thunderbolt! Novo, Water Gun! Sovo, Psybeam! Yovo, Bite! Vovo, Shadow Ball!" she snorted.
Daemeon screeched to a halt and took off in the opposite direction, "Never mind!" he bellowed back as he took off to the door, "I can take a hint!"
"Hold it there!" Medira grabbed him, "Hand over her cousin's money."
"Here!" he squeaked, "Put me down!" she dropped him and he took off again.
"That'll please Eusine. Let's go, Medira," Eevy gestured for the door, "We've got a lot to do."
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"I still want to know what the finals are," Lance turned to Jason, Will and Luri, "Out with it!"
"We don't know!" they shrieked together, "Honest!"
"You liars," he snapped.
"Well, liars is kind of harsh-" Jason was cut off but Will's elbow in his stomach.
"What did I miss here?" Lance flailed, "What have I not seen? Huh? Huh?! Huh?!"
"We can't tell you," Luri swallowed.
"Ooh," Lance growled, "Don't pull that with me."
"Kratos says no!" Will blabbed.
"What?" Lance leaned his head towards him, "What was that?"
"Nothing," Will squeaked and looked side to side at the scowling Luri and Jason.
"Oh, now you're asking for it."
"AH!"
"OUCH!"
"YOW!"
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"I just got this in the lobby, you guys," Eevy held up an envelope, "Another from Kratos."
"Cool!" Skiff burst, "Read it!"
"OK, listen…
~~~
Dear Evangelina,
Many congratulations on winning your eleventh round. You are an exceptional trainer and I expect you to go far. There is, however, a new addition to the League this year. A twelfth, and this time final, round of competition to be waged on the new Forest Field. You and the only other Finalist will compete to determine who will go on to face the Elite 4 in Prisma Hall. This is your last battle before the Elite. Please be aware that your opponent has also beaten all eleven of his opponents as well. Train hard and you may advance to the greatest Pokemon challenge in history. I wish you luck with this letter and invite you to your twelfth match tomorrow in the very center of Spectral Stadium for the unveiling of the Forest Field. Bring all six of your chosen Pokemon out of their Poke'Balls and prepare to face the ultimate test. Noon tomorrow in Spectral Stadium. See you then.
Respectfully,
Bazan Kratos
Bazan Kratos
President; Gertan Rin Rainbow League
~~~
"Totally cool," Yuu-Yuu breathed, "But Eevy can do it!"
"This is the final round," Eevy swallowed, "I sure hope I can do this.
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"Welcome to the very final round for the final two competitors of the Rainbow League!" the speaker was not at all helping to calm Eevy's tensing nerves, "Please welcome a very special guest, League President, Bazan Kratos!"
The crowd roared with cheers as Kratos stepped up to the microphone on the platform at the eastern side of Spectral Stadium. Quite the imposing figure, Bazan was. Six-five with greying black hair and solid green eyes with a suit the color of brick. Eevy swallowed and watched the figure in the doorway all the way at the other end of the Stadium intently, trying to see who it could be.
"Thank you all for coming this year," Kratos thundered, "I'm not sure any of you know, but this year the three beginning Elite and I have added a twelfth round for the final two challengers to compete in."
Lance turned to Luri, Will and Jason, all standing with him behind Kratos, and gave a nasty growl, "This is what I missed," he snorted.
"This year," Kratos continued, "will feature a special new course called the Forest Field. A man made forest will rise from below the Stadium with scores of new obstacles and much, much more. The opponents will be separated from their Pokemon and must, in turn, find them to challenge their opponent. Battling can be done at any time and one must attack within a thirty minute time span to keep the battle moving. If, at any given time, thirty minutes passes without an attack being issued, the match will end and both trainers will lose their chance to battle with the Elite 4, standing behind me now. Now, let's bring in the two 'lucky' competitors."
Lance took the speaker, "Entering from Stadium north comes Evangelina Hikoboshi of Rose Town, Nanka. With her walk her Eevee, Flareon, Jolteon, Vaporeon, Espeon and Umbreon."
Eevy and the Ovos marched in alone today, as Medira wasn't allowed on the Forest Field, due to so called 'special circumstances'. The crowd bellowed wildly as Eevy climbed the stairs to the podium with the Ovos right behind her.
"Lovely to meet you, Ms. Hikoboshi," Kratos made Eevy's jaw fall straight to the floor, "I trust you'll do well."
"I will, sir. And I will not fail," she gave a nasty scowl to Lance as he stepped back to place and stood due north with the Ovos behind her.
Luri then stepped up and swallowed hard, stammering, "Entering…Stadium south," she almost burst, "comes Ash…Ketchum of Pallet Town, Kanto."
Eevy almost suffocated, "Oh my God," she repeated, "No. I-I-I-I-I can't. But I have to."
"With him," Luri continued, "walk his Pikachu, Noctowl, Bayleef, Cyndaquil, Croconaw and Tauros," she slowly turned to Eevy, "I'm so sorry," she almost broke down, "So very sorry I helped do this to you, Eevy. Please forgive me."
Ash stumbled onto the stage, just about passing out, "Eevy…" he moaned with his Pokemon quivering behind him.
Eevy's fists were shaking at her sides, "Ash…" she groaned with the Ovos looking crying-ly up at her.
The two friends went dry in the mouths, staring each other dead in the eye. Why had it had to come down to them? Why did the Elite First through Third do such a thing? Neither could even whimper anymore, because in just a few moments, they were to go into the biggest battle of their Pokemon lives…with each other. The groups they'd come with were nearly silent and the rest of the crowd roared away, not knowing how horrid this was for the two about to prove their worth to more than just an opponent, but to a close friend.
In The Next Chronicle:
Friend & Foe Alike…Again!
Notes
Finally got a new review here on this 3rd part of TAA! Hurray! And, in response to it, wmd126, it took me about...Erm...A little less that two weeks to write all the chapters I posted last time. M'kay? That's all for now! Onward to the next chapter!
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