Phasmophoebea

Twenty minutes after his battle with Sidney, Brendan took his Pokéballs from the healing machine and let Gwen out immediately. He looked over to the official, nodding to indicate that he was now ready. The referee nodded back and pressed a button on his belt, which must have given an indication to the announcer, as well as turning on a green light in the tunnel on the Elite Four's side of the stadium.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, it's now time for the next of the Elite Four to make her appearance. She originally comes from Malie City in the tropical region of Alola, but she traveled to Hoenn, and has since become the mistress of spectral mystery. Give a round of applause for the second-seated member of the Elite Four: Phoebe!"

When the announcer said her name, Phoebe came out of the tunnel her blue floral skirt flowing nicely around her well-toned legs. Her abs were also perfectly toned, and she walked with an air of confidence that seemed to rightfully surpass Sidney's. That on its own worried Brendan, since Sidney had almost beaten him, but he kept his confident appearance. This woman, however, also had a grace of motion that rivaled both May and Gwen.

"Well, you are certainly an interesting challenger," she said playfully. "As the announcer just said, I am Phoebe. After coming to Hoenn, I decided to do my training up on Mt. Pyre. It was such a peaceful, yet motivating place that I knew it was where I would surpass the limitations of a normal trainer." She giggled as she pulled out her first Pokéball from her…tube top of all places. "Have you ever faced a ghost-type Pokémon at the world-class level?"

"No, I can't say that I have," Brendan said politely.

Phoebe giggled. "Well, regardless, I'm sure this will be an amazing battle…if you can even land an attack on my Pokémon," she said before throwing out the Pokéball. "Go Lillith!"

The Pokémon that came out looked like a demented marionette, her body all black with a tail that looked like it came from a jester's hat. Her arms were thin like a cloth that had three claw-like extensions where the hands should have been. Her main body was short and stubby, with two short legs without knees. She had a jagged gold tail that looked more like it belonged on a sonophone than on a Pokémon. Her teeth were completely gold with one that hung out and looked like a zipper. Her eyes were both glowing bright red, and her eyelids had a triangular gap, making her look permanently sinister.

"A Banette?" Brendan asked, remembering it from only one of the speculative videos he had watched during his research. "I guess some of those PokéTubers knew what they were talking about." Brendan pulled out Clint's Pokéball. "I think we can handle it, though." He threw out the Pokéball, letting out the Sceptile. Clint smirked as he got to his feet, ready for battle. He, unfortunately, wasn't ready for what Lillith had planned. In an instant, a dark circular portal opened in the ground, and Lillith immediately vanished into it before it shut. Brendan had didn't know what this attack was, but he didn't like the look of it. This didn't deter Clint, though. He shot up a ball of light energy, causing a Sunny Day. As soon as he did, though, a black hole opened behind him, and Lillith came out, slamming into his back and sending him tumbling across the field. Clint's health dropped by a quarter from the Phantom Force attack. Brendan was impressed at how Lillith had effortlessly pulled off that attack, but he and Clint were not going to let that prevent them from winning this round.

Clint, with the help of his Sunny Day, gathered an orb of solar energy and fired a powerful Solar Beam at Lillith. The Banette, without so much as a glance back, put up a Protect and blocked all the incoming damage. She then whipped around and threw a ball of brownish-purple sludge at Clint, hitting him perfectly in the mouth. Clint gagged and coughed up most of it, but it was too late. Enough of the Toxic attack had made its way into his system to make him feel the effects, and take on a sickly expression. His health dropped slowly as the poison began to take effect. He knew he needed to end this fast, or Brendan would be at a disadvantage moving forward. He quickly sent a tendril of green energy out, which wrapped around Lillith's body, starting to drain her of energy and replenish Clint's own. Lillith grinned evilly, never opening her mouth as she seemed to revel in the pain, even as her health dropped by a third. Clint's health bar then rose by about an eighth

In her hands, Lillith began to gather black, murky energy, throwing the Shadow Ball at Sceptile and doing a lot of damage, and dropping his health by half. Clint slid back and fell to his knees as the poison caused more damage, cutting his health by another eighth of the maximum. Clint knew he needed to end this fast, or he'd lose this round, and his pride would not allow him to be the first knocked out in this battle. His tail began to glow green for an instant before he whipped around and launched a swirling tornado of green energy particles in the shape of leaves at Lillith. It was his most powerful attack, but it was also a dangerous gamble, because it took a lot of energy to pull off, thus weakening attacks until he got some rest. His attack luckily hit its mark, swamping and cutting Lillith's body repeatedly.

The buzzer sounded while the leaf-like scythes dissipated, showing that Lillith had fainted. Unfortunately, the Toxic poisoning increased its damage, and, as he coughed one last time, Clint collapsed, his health bar only inches away from hitting 0. Brendan sighed, watching Phoebe recall Lillith. "Referee, I'm recalling my Pokémon now. There's no way that he can keep going in this state," Brendan said, getting Clint's Pokéball out. The referee nodded and hit a button on a small remote in his hand. The buzzer sounded again, and a red 'X' appeared over Clint's picture, indicating a forfeit. Clint looked at Brendan, silently thanking his trainer for letting him hold onto his pride while keeping him safe, before going back into his Pokéball.

"That was a very wise decision," Phoebe said. "And it tells me that you are a compassionate person, and you care more about the well-being of your Pokémon than about winning a battle." The island girl smiled as she spoke. "I think you've certainly earned a seat among the Elite Four. As for where in the Elite Four you fit, we will find that out soon. Go, Malice!" Phoebe then threw her next Pokéball, releasing a Mismagius much like the one Wes had used in Victory Road, except, instead of being violet, her body was entirely golden, and she definitely had more experience.

"Interesting," Brendan said as he pulled out his next Pokéball. "Go, Turk!" The Crawdaunt appeared and punched into the ground aggressively, getting the attention of Malice. The Mismagius seemed to smirk with confidence at the Crawdaunt's display. She had seen this type so wearily often, she knew that they could almost never back up their bravado. She quickly gathered electricity in front of her, firing a Thunderbolt at Turk. Turk barely got out of the way, the electricity striking the ground behind him. The Crawdaunt then leapt forward, his claws getting a dark glow as he powered up a Night Slash. When he got within striking distance, Turk swung hard, making glancing contact. That slight contact, however, was enough to make Malice stagger in the air, and drop her health by an eighth. Turk was immediately blindsided by a cluster of multi-colored scythe-shaped leaves, this resulted in a loss of at least a quarter of his health. Turk slid to a stop on the ground close to Malice, then quickly whipped his body around, his claws now covered in the light blue energy of a Crab Hammer, and clubbed Malice's body, sending her spinning backwards.

Once she had steadied herself, Malice shouted incredibly loudly, using a Hyper Voice on par with the strength of Gwen's. Turk had no time to dodge it, taking the attack full-force. His health dropped by nearly half of the maximum. The Crawdaunt was not pleased with how events had been turning out. So, to help turn the advantage in his favor, he quickly gathered the red and black aura of a Dragon Dance, increasing his strength and speed in the process. He then concentrated more black, dark-type energy in his claws, but then took it a step further, concentrating it on the inside of the pincers. He then leapt quickly, moving too fast for Malice to dodge as his claws clamped down on her body, causing her to cry out as her health dropped to nearly zero.

Phoebe sighed. "Malice, I know you've fought hard. Thank you for that. Now, leave them with a little going-away gift," she says. Malice grinned as a black aura surrounded her body as an ethereal needle appeared in front of her body. But, it was aimed at herself, not at Turk. That needle then stabbed her directly in the center gemstone on her body. When she did that, the buzzer immediately sounded as she collapsed, but, as she fell, a strange mark appeared on his body, looking almost like the Fog Badge of Ecruteak City in Johto. Before Brendan could even guess what it was, the mark began to glow, and Turk cried in pain as his health dropped by another eighth. Brendan knew what it was at that point. It was a Curse from Mismagius, and it did severe damage when it activated.

Brendan muttered a curse of his own under his breath. Phoebe was strong and her skills were reflected in how her Pokémon battled. She calmly recalled Malice, and pulled out her next Pokéball. "Come on out Monty!" The Pokémon that came out looked like a purple hot air balloon with four extensions that looked almost like arms with a yellow color on the forearm. There was a yellow "X" where his mouth might have been, and two purely red eyes over the top of the X. On the top of his body was a puffy white cloud that looked like a hairdo. It was a Drifblim, a Pokémon Brendan had seen only a few times before, and that was only in books from in school or the occasional appearance in Pokémon League tournaments in Johto. It was a slow and cumbersome Pokémon, but it still could hit hard.

Monty decided to show just how hard he could hit as his arms wrapped around Turk and, without using an actual attack, lifted him and threw him into the ground, making a crater as the buzzer sounded. The mark of the Curse from Mismagius faded as Turk passed out. Brendan quickly recalled Turk, thanking him. "So, if I'm against power, I'll fight with power of my own," he said as he took out Nikki's Pokéball, and sent out the Slaking.

Nikki glared at Monty, while Phoebe just smirked, knowing that, even though the Normal type would be immune to all ghost-type attacks, the Slaking would be unable to hit with normal or fighting attacks. This would be an interesting round.

Nikki, not being one for patience, slammed her fists into the ground and sprints forward on all fours. Her hands began to glow almost black with shadow energy as she powered up a Shadow Claw. Just as she got close, however, Monty seemed to glow as energy gathered into his body. His defensive abilities seemed to increase, as Nikki used a powerful Shadow Claw. Unfortunately, Nikki's attack only dropped Monty's health by less than an eighth. Monty, however, just kept gathering energy, his defenses increasing steadily as he continued to use Stockpile for about fifteen seconds. He then turned to face Nikki, opening his mouth and firing a massive white beam of energy at Nikki, hitting her in her center-mass. Nikki was pushed back, sliding almost ten feet before she found enough traction to stop being pushed back, but Brendan was more concerned with how her health bar was dropping quickly, losing over three-quarters of her health in that one shot.

"How'd you like the Stockpile-Spit Up combo?" Phoebe asked tauntingly.

"It was interesting, but I think you'll be more surprised by what's next," Brendan said. Nikki punched the ground as he said that, sending out a shockwave for a Stone Edge, which launches the rocks up, hitting Monty in the chest. The balloon Pokémon shuddered, but he only lost about half of his health. It was shocking that such a powerful attack would do so little damage, relatively speaking. There were very few Pokémon who could withstand such a powerful super-effective attack, and they were usually forces to be feared. Monty seemed to be no exception, as he flew at Nikki with his body being surrounded by a white aura before he seemed to vanish. He reappeared an instant later behind Nikki, and hit her into the air. He then began to almost teleport around Nikki, getting powerful hits in as he moved, until finally hitting her over the head and sending Nikki plummeting into the ground. The Slaking crashed hard, leaving a small crater. She struggled back to her feet, the damage from the Acrobatics attack taking almost all of the health she had left. She then took a deep breath, and leapt into the air with her claws glowing with another Shadow Claw. With that jump, she came face-to-face with Monty, slashing him across the face. His remaining health dropped fast, but, just as the buzzer sounded, a black ethereal arm came out of Monty's body and punched Nikki into the ground with incredible force. The Slaking and the Drifblim both fainted at the same time, with the buzzer sounding twice in a row, showing that the two Pokémon had been knocked out. Both Brendan and Phoebe recalled their Pokémon, but Phoebe had a smirk on her face.

"Well, it seems Aftermath did its job there," Phoebe said with a laugh. "It takes out a large portion of health from the opponent if they used an attack that made physical contact to win a round. It's sort of like Monty made sure to bring his opponent with him."

"Maybe," Brendan said as he took Jack's ball off his belt. "But I'd rather continue with this battle than discuss abilities."

"Very well," Phoebe said with a smirk. "Then, come on out Lumiere!" She threw out her next Pokéball, or a Dusk Ball in this case, and it sent out a Pokémon who looked like a living chandelier, with blue flames on the ends of each of his multiple arms, as well as in the central chamber of his body. The entire rest of his body looked like black wrought iron, but Brendan knew it was ethereal. This was, after all, the namesake of his and May's favorite band: Chandelure.

"Then I'll fight fire with fire. Go, Jack!" Brendan said as he sent out the volcanic yak. Jack seemed ready for battle, as he snorted in a show of dominance. Lumiere seemed uninterested, even though he knew he was at a disadvantage in terms of types. With a loud bellowing, Jack fired a cluster of rocks into the air over Lumiere, where they started to rain down as a Rock Slide.

Lumiere calmly looked up as a green shield surrounded him and the rocks bounced off harmlessly. Jack didn't like his attack failing, so he shot another cluster, this one surrounded with lava, making what would've been a great Eruption.

"Wait, Jack, NO!" Brendan tried to shout, but it was too late. Lumiere just closed his eyes and let the stones hit him. The rocks did a little damage, but the lava was what did the real damage…to Brendan's chances. Lumiere's flames seemed to get stronger and flare up more as they absorbed the lava. It seemed that Lumiere had the ability Flash Fire, which meant that all of Jack's fire-type attacks would not only be useless, but they would serve to strengthen Lumiere's own fire-type attacks. This fight was now squarely in Phoebe's favor. Jack seemed to know that he messed up with that attack, as he looked back at Brendan apologetically. "It's okay, Jack, let's make sure that it doesn't make a difference for her!" Brendan's tone was comforting, yet it showed that there was still a sense of urgency for winning this battle. Jack nodded, only to get a Shadow Ball to his face. His health dropped to the halfway point, but it seemed that the attack did something else to Jack. His anger seemed to be boiling over, and a brief crimson aura radiating out showed Brendan that, perhaps this battle was back in his favor. It seemed that Jack's own ability had been activated: Anger Point.

"Well…shit," Phoebe said as she watched Jack launch two clusters of stones for a Rock Slide, but he staggered the launches so Protect could only block one. And, with his attacking power now at its maximum, this would not be a pretty end for Lumiere in this round. Jack stomped his foot on the ground to show more dominance as the first set of stones were blocked by Protect, but the second was able to land just as the shield fell. Lumiere groaned as he was buried by the rocks. The buzzer sounded almost immediately after that attack.

"Damn," Phoebe said under her breath as she recalled Lumiere. "That was almost too easy for you…and I was the one who caused my loss. You're the first outsider to reach this point in a while. Let's see how you handle Umbra!" she said as she sent out a Pokémon that made Brendan smirk as he glanced up toward Wally and May in the Devon Corporation's box seats. This Dusknoir, however, had a darker presence around her, radiating more power than Wraith did.

Jack gave another snort, hoping to show dominance. Without even a flinch, Umbra threw a ball of sludge at the Camerupt, hitting him in the face again, getting a blob in his mouth the same way Clint did when fighting the Banette. It was a Toxic attack, that much was obvious to Brendan. What wasn't so obvious was why Umbra was gathering a dark ball of fog in her hands.

Brendan, that's a Hex attack. Its power doubles if the target is poisoned, asleep, burned, paralyzed, or frozen, Gwen says.

Jack coughed from the poison in his mouth, but he had enough of his wits about him to be able to launch a stream of fire at Umbra, using the most powerful Flamethrower he could muster. The Dusknoir threw her Hex anyway, the attack swirling around the Flamethrower, and striking Jack at the same time as his Flamethrower hit Umbra, but it didn't do nearly as much damage as Hex did to Jack. The Camerupt was down to his last bit of health, but he refused to give in. With a defiant bellow, he used the last of his strength to let out a Fire Blast. The attack hit as the buzzer sounded for Jack, while Umbra had barely lost a third of her health from that attack. Brendan grimaced at the outcome. Wraith had been strong, but it seemed Umbra was in a class all her own among ghost types.

Brendan recalled Jack, thanking the Pokémon for his hard work. "Alright," he said to himself. "Avery and Gwen are all I have left in this battle." He took hold of Avery's ball. "Perfect. I can still win this." He sent out his Latias, who shook her head with excitement as she came onto the battlefield. She smiled back at Brendan, wanting to get a hug again, but she decided that could wait until she beat this Dusknoir.

"You've got a beautiful Latias," Phoebe says, deciding to have a short conversation with Brendan. While the battle was exhilarating, she did enjoy conversations with the challengers on occasion, if they proved strong enough.

"Well, uh, thank you," Brendan said. "Your Pokémon look very well cared for as well." He wanted to sound polite, because he wasn't entirely sure how to describe a ghost Pokémon.

Phoebe giggled. "Not used to ghost-types, are you?"

"Honestly, the only ghost I've ever met is May's Spiritomb, Asteroth," he said with a hint of embarrassment.

"Well, I admit, their creepier appearance can be off-putting to some…well, most people," Phoebe said. "I was once one of those people at first. When I was just starting, I struggled as a trainer, but I wound up being helped by a ghost Pokémon, and I completed my island challenge with her help. She was especially helpful with my Ghost Trial, which is when I decided to start to exclusively training ghost Pokémon. But, without a league in Alola, I was forced to travel around other regions to become more powerful as a trainer."

Brendan and Avery were both listening quietly, not wanting to interrupt.

"It wasn't until I reached Hoenn that my full potential as a trainer came forth, not unlike yourself, since your potential came out when you came to Hoenn," Phoebe said with a grin. People in the crowd seemed interested in the conversation, but they were now waiting on baited breath to see the battle continue. "Now, with those gorgeous Pokémon of yours, I want to see how much of your own potential you've realized."

That was Umbra's cue to begin as she threw a Shadow Ball at Avery. The Eon Pokémon did a barrel roll out of the way casually and letting the attack hit the ground and kick up dust. Avery already knew that Umbra just threw that to get her attention, and that the next shot would not be so slow.

Avery fired a strong Dragon Pulse at Umbra, aiming for the Dusknoir's center. The Gripper Pokémon, however, lived up to its name as she held out one hand and stopped the stream of energy from scoring a direct hit. The beam spread out and showered the field behind her, losing less than a sixth of her health from the attack, but a majority was avoided. She closed her hand confidently as a Shadow Punch charged on her hand. She threw the punch forward, seemingly aiming for open air. Next, a shadowy fist of energy flew out from Umbra's hand, and quickly punched Avery powerfully. The attack took a full third of Avery's health, but the Eon Pokémon was not one to give up. Her eyes began to glow as she gathered a Shadow Ball of her own, getting it to the size and density of a 6.41 inch bore cannon ball, and fired it at Umbra at speeds comparable to Super-Man on foot.

Umbra, with all her experience, didn't have time to block or dodge. The attack landed perfectly, but the damage turned out to be lower than expected, taking about a quarter of what was left.

Umbra just smirked as she flew forward blindingly fast, and used an extremely cold Ice Punch to pummel Avery into the ground. Avery got back into the air, shaking herself off before she fired an Ice Beam, hitting Umbra again. The Dusknoir lost only a quarter more of her health, but she seemed to become stiff and frozen in-place. An icy blue highlighting appeared around Umbra's half of the scoreboard, indicating that Avery had gotten lucky. Umbra's eye was the only part that she could move expressively, and she was clearly glaring at Avery with utter contempt. Brendan was positive that Umbra was trying to give Avery an obscene gesture at that moment. Avery smirked like Gwen would, and she fired multiple Shadow Balls at Umbra, showering the Dusknoir with the attacks. Just as Avery started hitting her target repeatedly, the ice shattered and Umbra sent four tendrils out, tying them around both of Avery's wings, her body, and her neck. As the Shadow Balls hit, Avery began to share in the pain she was inflicting on Umbra. In seconds, both Pokémon collapsed and fainted, the buzzer sounding twice.

"Avery!" Brendan called as she fell, landing close to Brendan. She seemed to still be conscious for now, but she felt very weak, and Brendan could see it in her eyes. "You did very well," he said comfortingly. "I'm so proud of you. Now, get some rest for the next battle."

Phoebe nodded in appreciation of Avery's skill, and the obvious bond she had with Brendan. "Well done, Brendan," she said. "You're the first trainer to make it to this point in nearly a decade," she says, still remembering how Wallace had completely overwhelmed her when he was interviewed for the Champion's position. It still gave the island girl nightmares. "Having said that, I think your challenge is over now." Phoebe pulled out a Luxury Ball, and gave it a kiss, not unlike how Green Oak did with his Charizard's Pokéball. "Come on out Amethyst!"

The Pokémon that appeared was small and looked almost like an imp from an epic fantasy movie, with a completely purple body. She had two diamonds for eyes, another diamond on her back, and a ruby on her chest. When she smiled, her devious nature could be further seen with a mouth full of fangs. Brendan also noticed the Sablenite hanging from her neck. This would be a Mega Evolution battle, and Brendan knew it. She seemed to cackle at the thought of battling, but given her size, Brendan could guess she wasn't going to be a hard-hitting fighter. Phoebe wasted no time as she tapped her keystone pendant. "MEGA EVOLVE!" The Sableye began to glow with blinding radiance as the ruby on her chest detatched and grew to an enormous size, forming a shield of sorts. When the light faded, her body hadn't grown any, but her eyes were now rubies, she had a horn on the top of her head, and she was smiling devilishly as she hid behind her gem.

Gwen smirked as she stepped out onto the field. Brendan nodded to her as he touched his own Keystone. Gwen kept walking onto the field as she transformed into her wedding dress-like Mega form.

Alright, Amethyst, come at me! Gwen said. Amethyst just sniggered behind her gem, wanting Gwen to make the first move. Gwen decided to try a more strategic approach, but not with her usual strategy of Double Team and Calm Mind. She gathered a small ball of blue flames in her hand, throwing the Will-O-Wisp at the Sableye. What Gwen didn't expect, however, was Amethyst to rotate her gem slightly, and have the stone absorb the fire with a ripple in the massive ruby. With a loud cackle, Amethyst's eyes began to glow softly as the ball of fire flew back out of the stone toward Gwen.

What the fuuuuuOOOOOWWW! Gwen said as the flames hit her chest spikes. Phoebe, Brendan, and even Amethyst cringed a little, knowing that those were extremely sensitive, and a burn there was almost an unfair target against a Gardevoir, or a Gallade. Okay, Gwen, think fast, she thought to herself, but the pain was just too intense to just ignore. Fuck, that hurts! she says. She is then hit by a Shadow Ball from a cackling Amethyst, knocking her into a backwards roll, ending with her in a prone position, struggling to her feet. I just need to get rid of this burn…

She started to use Double Team, avoiding Amethyst's repeated, and blindingly quick Shadow Sneak attacks to figure out a solution. However, the burn was still hurting her greatly, and the fact that her health was already below half was terrifying to both Brendan and Gwen. Well, she's probably going to be very defensive, but I'm running out of time. Gwen inhaled sharply, and shrieked, using a powerful Hyper Voice. Amethyst crouched behind her massive ruby, hoping to weather the metaphorical storm, but the vibrations were intense as they came through the gemstone. Amethyst grimaced, but she managed to hang on as her health dropped to match Gwen's with less than a quarter left in total. Gwen grimaced as the burn caused more pain, making her health drop to an eighth.

Like Apophis had during the last battle, Amethyst seemed to get a smug look of victory on her face. Gwen glared daggers at the Ghost-type as she fell to her knee, gasping for breath. This is my last chance to win, she thought. Silently, Gwen began to create a shadow ball, forming it behind Amethyst to avoid the massive ruby entirely, knowing that a direct hit to Amethyst's body would be the best way to win this battle.

Phoebe, however, noticed the Shadow Ball. "Amethyst, behind you!" The Sableye turned and jumped into the air as the Shadow Ball flew into the gem, the energy dispersing into the air. At that moment, Gwen's frustration got to a boiling point. All she could do was shout, the Hyper Voice was significantly weaker than the last one, but it was on-target. Amethyst couldn't dodge as the attack knocked her off the gem, making her land hard on the ground. Gwen winced again as the burn took its toll, stopping at exactly one point of health. She was breathing heavily, and she could feel herself slipping into unconsciousness. No, I can't lose, she said to herself as she focused her mind. That was when the buzzer sounded. Gwen and Brendan both looked up, seeing that Amethyst had returned to her natural form, and her health had hit zero.

"It's over. With a heart-stopping finish, Brendan has won against Phoebe, meaning he has made it halfway through his Elite Four Challenge!"
Gwen smiled as she reverted to her normal form as Brendan came to her side. "Hey, you fought really well. I'm really proud of you," he said as he held out her Pokéball. "Let's get you completely healed up. That burn looks like it hurts like hell."

Gwen laughed weakly. You have absolutely no idea, she said as she tapped the button of her Pokéball, going inside and feeling a slight sense of relief as the pain from the burn was reduced.

Phoebe recalled Amethyst and she walked over to Brendan as he stood back up. "Well, your skills are certainly worthy of being in the Elite Four, as Sidney told us. It seems that your bond with your Pokémon was strong enough to overcome my team. I suppose it's only natural that you won." Phoebe extended her hand out to Brendan, which he shook politely. "Now, good luck going forward. You have no idea how terrifying the rest of the Elite Four can be."

"Don't worry about me," Brendan said. "I'll be ready for them." Phoebe smiled as she turned and headed back to the tunnel of the Elite Four. Brendan just silently wished he was right about being able to handle the rest of the Elite Four. If the second seat was saying the third-seat was scarily strong, then how strong would the leader of the Elite Four be? Or, even worse, the Champion?


Thank you all for reading and being patient with my slower writing. Hopefully you enjoyed this one.

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Until next time ~ jmoul18