Morgan watched as her opponent walked off, tears drying on her cheeks. Togepi stood there for a moment looking between the two trainers then ran after her trainer. Eevee watched Togepi leave the arena, then returned to Morgan's side where she jumped on her shoulders and rubbed their cheeks together to comfort her. Morgan's expression became cold and steely as she turned and marched back to the tunnels, her pokemon close at her heels.
She stomped past the next trainer up, Ava, barely registering her presence. She got within feet of the door to the lobby and suddenly stopped. "what am I really going to do?'' She looked down at Cannon her Espeon. "You're right, I need to chill out.'' They continued down the hallway until she found a door leading out to a courtyard where a couple other trainers were sitting at a bench discussing the upcoming battle. She went straight for a big tree in the far corner plopped down at its base and welcomed Cannon into her lap. The others laid down at her feet without a word.
Morgan wasn't champ at the whole psychic thing but she had enough training in it to boost her already strong connection with Cannon. He curled up in her lap and shut his eyes as she did and together they meditated.
Sometime later they were jolted out of their meditation by yelling from the group that had surrounded the table across the yard and her Jolteon, Nyx, jumping to attention, electricity flaring off of her. Cannon gave one look to Nyx and she settled back down by their side, still watching the group. Morgan looked down at Espeon, shrugged and got up. She went over to the group to see a small screen set up at one end of the table where they were watching the current match with Ava. On the screen she was just catching the referee walking off her opponent who was yelling back at her. Ava seemed unfazed. Morgan turned to a young girl in pigtails watching the screen intently, "What's everyone so worked up about?''
Without looking from the screen the girl replied, "That girl, Ava, is cold. Very cold. She just beat his Tyrogue….literally into the ground. He barely looked alive.''
"Oh…'' Morgan didn't really know what to say to that. "Well at least I won't have to deal with her I guess. Come on kiddos lets get back home before it's too late.'' Her and her small entourage walked off, back into the building to gather their things and leave.
"Hey, Morgan!'' A boy a little older then herself was coming out of the lobby as she came back down the hallway. He left the group of kids he was talking to to catch her before she walked by. "Just wanted to give you a heads up, if you hadn't heard yet there was a tournament organizer in the lobby not too long ago looking for you. He seemed like he was in a hurry to find you.''
"Oh, no, I didn't know. Thanks.'' –I wonder what that could be about.-
He nodded in return and turned to leave. "By the way, no one blames you for what you did today. Most of us would have done the same thing.''
She just gave a polite smile and kept down the hallway. She didn't really want to talk about what happened today or she may get riled up again before she could get out of here and away from that boy. She headed to where some the organizers had been converging earlier in the day hoping to still catch whoever was looking for her. –Probably just some follow up thing for people who lost today.- Two of the organizers were still hanging around and deep in conversation when she got there.
"Umm, excuse me. I heard someone was looking for me. My names Morgan.''
The nearest one whipped around. "Morgan! I'm so glad we caught you before you left.'' It was an elderly lady with snow white hair fluffed on top of her head almost like a q-tip. She was a little overly friendly the way she talked and gestured. She immediately went to touch Morgan and pull her into the room, but her Houndour stepped in between them. Just a warning.
"Sorry about that,'' though she really wasn't so sorry, it was just what she wanted. "she gets a little overprotective.''
"Oh, no worries! Completely understandable.'' She took one worried look at Athena and continued on. "We had been looking to discuss something with you. I know that technically after today's battle you are out of the tournament, but we were thinking that if you still would like to continue, we will give you another chance. We were looking back at your written test results and, well, to be blunt no one scored as high as you did and we would hate to waste that talent because someone played dirty.''
In shock, Morgan just stood there for a moment. "Of-of-of course I want to continue! This is great!''
"Good! Now, just be careful, being put back in like this may paint a target on your back with some of the other trainers. But, we're glad you're back in.'' With that they also gave Morgan a key to stay in the hotels provided for today's winners since she had no plans, but to go all the way home to the Elix Forest, and sent her on her way.
She couldn't help the huge grin as she made her way through the now empty building. "This is great, guys, we still have a chance to win this. And, I bet this hotel is way fancier than anything ya'll have seen!''
Morgan stepped out of the building and was immediately bombarded by a very familiar, very annoying voice, once again yelling and screaming. It was her opponent from earlier. He was running across the lawn, ridiculous purple coat flapping behind him and face as red as a tomato. In front of him, Togepi was frantically running and refusing to go back in its pokeball. As horrible as this all was, Morgan couldn't help but giggle when she realized that Togepi was carrying the smallest little sack over its shoulder of its tiny belongings. Morgan realized then she could do something about this boy and snapped into action.
"Athena, Annie, go now.'' Knowing exactly what their trainer meant both houndour and growlithe ran across the yard and placed themselves right in the boy's tracks. He came to a skidding halt in front of the two hounds with their hackles raised and teeth barred. Morgan calmly walked over. Togepi had stopped and turned around standing just behind the two hounds, unsure what to do. Morgan gave a small smile to the Togepi and walked towards its trainer. "You are going to leave this Togepi alone, now.''
"Ha! You don't scare me little missy. I'll be taking my property.'' He made to step towards her and both hounds growled simultaneously.
Morgan twitched at the way he regarded the poor creature. "It's okay, girls, mommy can take care of this fool. There is nothing here for you to own, there is a small helpless creature that wants nothing to do with you and it doesn't have to!'' With a cynical laugh, the boy came towards her as if to shove her out of the way. Morgan used his slow movement to move out of his way and shove him into the nearest tree. Looking angrier and angrier the boy yelled and attempted to back hand her, just barely catching her arm. Morgan was tired of this idiot and used the fact that he was now off balance from missing and punched the air right of him and caught his face with her knee as he fell to the ground. "And you sure as hell will not place a hand on me!'' She left him huddled on the ground and bundled the small Togepi in her arms. "Sorry, Stinky, but you're gonna have to go home for a little while this little guy needs some TLC.''
"Squirtle, squirtle.''
