"The Nimbasa City gym battle will now commence as we witness a three-on-three battle between Nimbasa City's Gym Leader Elesa take on the challenger Crymson." Clyde bellowed aloud on the middle sidelines of the arena. "Each Trainer will send in one Pokemon at a time, and the winner will be determined if either sides Pokemon are unable to continue. Please send in your first Pokemon."

Elesa brought out a small PokeBall out of her pocket, pressed the small button to enlarge it. "Okay, let's go, Emolga!" Elesa threw her PokeBall forward to release her first Pokemon I'm facing against.

"Emol, Emol!" The little Pokemon appeared, taking its position in front of Elesa on the ground. A flying squirrel-like Pokemon with black eyes, a tiny nose, and yellow cheek patches. Its ears are rounded in shape and black in coloration, with yellow and white sections of coloration in the inside of its ears. It sports a vaguely hood-like patterning of black around its head, with a spiky extension of the pattern above its face. It has yellow winglike flaps connected to its three-fingered arms. Its feet are white and fairly small and its black tail is in a jagged shape.

I gazed my attention at the newly introduced Pokemon on my opponents side, taking out my PokeDex from the pouch attached to my back pocket. "Emolga, huh?" I took a look at my device to read the info.

Emolga, the Sky Squirrel Pokemon. They live on treetops and glide using the inside of a cape-like membrane while discharging electricity.

"That Pokemon is superly adorable!" I heard Bianca squealed near the bleachers to my left where Iris, Cheren, and Joaquin are sitting to see the battle. "Iris, do you think we can go out after this battle and find that kind of Pokemon!? I gotta have it!" She started shaking her friend vigorously.

"O-O-O-O-O-Oka-a-a-a-a-ay!" Iris wailed through each swing motion Bianca made before she limped backwards with drool coming out of the corner of her mouth.

"AAAH!" Bianca shrieked. "I'M SO SORRY, IRIS!"

I shook my head a couple of times as I replaced my PokeDex with one of my PokeBalls. "An Electric-type Pokemon. Guess Muji is out of the question. So..." I threw my PokeBall forward. "Jet, let's go!" My PokeBall opened to bring out Throh into the field a few feet from me.

"I don't know about this..." I heard Cheren mumbled, having his index finger curled on his lower lip. "Bringing out her Throh against an Emolga isn't a bright idea. Just hope she has something in her sleeves."

"Are the contender's ready?" Clyde looked at both me and Elesa, signaling a nod yes to him. "Okay," he raised his hand up. "the challenger shall have the first move. Begin!"

I tipped my hat down while I curled one half of my lips up to a determined grin. "Get ready, Elesa. I'll show you what I can do!" I pulled out one of my hands forward. "Jet, use your Vital Throw!"

Jet nodded as he made a leap forward towards his opponent, grabbing the cute, little creature with both of his huge hands. With a single twist towards the open space, he hopped into the air with a single summersault and slammed Emolga to the ground. "Throh Throh!" He chant as he land back on the arena.

I know this match isn't over yet, but with that move of Jet's should weakened that Emolga by now... I thought to myself, eyeing the huge dust cloud hovering around the space Elesa's Pokemon is in.

Elesa remained unmoved with her arms crossed over her torso and a small grin forming on her face. "Aerial Ace!" She command. A swift, streak of light shot out of the dust cloud and hit directly at Jet. The light dimmed down to reveal the same Emolga flying several feet above the arena.

"What!? It can fly!?" I shrieked.

Elesa chuckled a little. "Oh, I guess I didn't mention that my cute Emolga is a dual-type Pokemon. Not only she is an Electric-type, but also a Flying-type, making your Fighting-type Pokemon at a disadvantage." Her Emolga flew down and sat on her shoulder. "Really a bad idea to send out your Throh like that without analyzing your opponent's Pokemon first."

I bit my lower lip and growls under my breath. "Damn it..." I whispered, eyeing my semi-weakened Pokemon yards from me. "If Fighting-type moves won't work on a Flying-type, Normal-types can do some more damage." I clenched my hands tightly. "Jet," I raised my voice up for my partner to hear. "grab Emolga for a Take Down!"

"Th-Throh..." Jet nodded weakly, began pushing himself towards his opponent on the Gym Leader's shoulder.

Elesa giggled. "Attract, my cutie!" She giggled.

Emolga hopped off of her trainer's shoulder and land on the ground. "Emolga?" The little creature made some sort of an innocent posture as its eyes glimmer at Jet, then winked as a small heart appeared out of nowhere.

"Th-Throh!?" Jet stopped just a foot away from his opponent when the little heart popped near his face, showing his eyes being replaced as hearts as it became infatuated with his opponent.

I face palmed against the top part of my hat at Jet. "Not that move again..." As if having my Pokemon becoming confused was bad, having my Pokemon become infatuated is just as bad.

"Volt Switch." Elesa commanded.

Emolga hopped off of its spot on the ground, raising one of its little hands in the air as an orb of electricity began forming and expanding. With a forceful toss, the huge orb connected to Throh, knocking him off of his feet. "Emol Emol!" The flying Emolga waved at me before it quickly went back to its respective PokeBall, replacing with another Pokemon appearing out of nowhere. A second Emolga began flying in the air.

"What!?" I yelled, seeing the second Emolga hovering in the air. "How did that Emolga returned to its PokeBall without being commanded to return!?"

"It's the move Volt Switch the little cuties have in their arsenal." Elesa answered. "You see, my precious Emolga number one not only weakened your Throh more than before, but it has the ability to return back to me while another one of her teammates takes her place in the arena. It's my favorite specialty to confuse the trainers."

A little drop of sweat poured down my face. Now the battle is getting more intense than the other Gym Leaders I faced off against. But the main question is how to defeat the two Emolgas in Elesa's party without all my Pokemon almost to the point of having little to no strength to keep going. "Alright, return, Jet." I took out my PokeBall as a little red beam caught Jet and brought him back into his PokeBall. "Sit tight, Jet. I'll save you for later."

"Why did she brought her Pokemon back midway into the match?" Iris spoke. "Doesn't she know you have to keep your first Pokemon out until he is knocked out?"

"You can do that, Dragon girl." Joaquin reassured to her. "Though using that maneuver is quite uncommon in battles, but it'll be a slight advantage in the upcoming matches ahead. But whatever is in Flare Head's mind, let's pray to Arceus that she had a battle strategy."

"It's a shame your Throh won't stick around until either of my little Emolgas knock him out of play." Elesa formed a challenging grin. "So, eh will be Emolga number two's contender in this round?"

After carefully analyzing all of my Pokemon in my party thus far, I replaced the PokeBall harboring Jet in it and brought out another one out of my back pouch. "This will be a cinch." I threw my PokeBall up into the air. "Mucub, you're up!"

"Cub!" My newly hatched and newly strengthened Cubchoo stood a feet in front of me, taking her stand against her opponent.

Attract doesn't have any affect towards Elesa's Emolga since she hinted about the two being female. I said in my subconscious mind. But, there are a couple of moves she has. I formed a determined smile at my opponent. "Mucub, Blizzard!" I commanded.

"Not if I can stop that Pokemon." Elesa bellowed. "Emolga, time to work on your little Attract spell!" Just as she said that, she waved her hand through the left string with a small wink. Even Emolga did the same gestured her partner did, but with a small, pink heart popping out of nowhere towards Mucub.

"C-Cub?" Mucub stopped barely halfway through inhaling when the little heart popped near her face. And at that moment, began swooning over the little flying squirrel Pokemon.

Elesa made a small, school girl-like giggle with her hand covering her mouth. "Oh," she removed it once she spoke. "I forgot to mention that only one of my Emolgas are female. This little cutie here is my male Emolga, just in case any of your Pokemon are female."

Damn it, every move I make she is always several steps ahead of me. I clenched my teeth tightly, making them grind a bit. With Jet nearly fainted and Mucub infatuated by the male Emolga in front of her, I'm basically backed myself in an imaginary corner near my side of the battle field. "What now...?" I murmured, my mind now blank and out of ideas.

"This doesn't look good, not one bit..." Bianca made a worried expression with her hands together against her upper body. "Who ever knew the Nimbasa Gym Leader can be this tough and strategic. I hope my Pokemon are strong enough enough for me to get my fourth Gym Badge."

Elesa rest her right hand on her hip, gazing at me without any hint of a struggle. "Looks can be deceiving, young trainer. Even when it comes to my cute Emolgas. Let's end this round, shall we?" She eyed her Emolga on her shoulder.

"Emol Emolga!" Her Emolga cheered, hopping off of her partner's shoulder.

"Let's end that Pokemon with a Volt Switch!" Elesa commanded. Her Pokemon raised its little hand up for another orb of electricity expand above him.

I hesitated a bit. If I don't make Mucub use one of her moves, she'll be knocked out for sure. I took a deep exhale and loosen up the tension crawling beneath my skin. "Mucub, launch another Blizzard, quick!" I yelled out.

Although Mucub is still under the infatuated status, she blew out a subzero tempest wind at Emolga just before her opponent launched the attack. "E-Emol!?" The little electric squirrel frozen in place and fell to the ground, but only its small hand with the electric orb hovering over it is still moving a bit. With a quick snap, the orb flew at Mucub, creating an explosion that send her flying at my feet, fainting her at the process.

"Cubchoo is unable to battle, making Emolga the victor this round!" Clyde announced out loud.

I knelt down to the ground on one knee, scooping Mucub with both my hands. "Sorry, Mucub. I thought the both of us would've got an upper advantage against Elesa. You did your best." I brought out Mucub's PokeBall from my back pouch and brought her back in it. "I wasn't expecting that to happen, Elesa." I called out to my opponent.

Elesa's frozen Emolga went back into his PokeBall while the first Emolga came out to take his place. "And yet, such an electric performance I have conducted here. I may be a great model of the Unova Region, but when it comes to a Gym Battle, I am tough as nails."

I put the PokeBall with Mucub back into my back pouch. "I'll say, you sure gave me a surprise one move after another." I brought out another PokeBall and threw it up. "Molek, you're up!" I released my oddly colored Solosis out into the field, with a little glimmering sparkles circling around her for a short second.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I noticed Cheren standing up straight and eyeing my Pokemon. "How in the hell did you obtain a rare and valuable oddly colored Pokemon!?" Oh great, there goes Cheren again with his yelling again.

"Oddly colored Pokemon?" Bianca asked, pressing her finger against her lower lip.

"A Pokemon who happens to be in a different set of colors than what they usually are." Iris answered. "Unlike regular colored Pokemon, oddly colored Pokemon are pretty hard to find in the wilderness. And like Legendary Pokemon, everyone would want to catch one just to either boast about it or make them become a legend in their own mind. Right Cheren?"

Cheren growled underneath his breath. "I'll show you, each and everyone of you and every other trainer in this damn region, that I will become the Champion! I will even push my Pokemon forward and beat every trainer, and maybe find myself a formidable, oddly colored Pokemon with the strongest moves and ability I can obtain. Just you wait!"

"I'm surprised, trainer." Elesa spoke. "This is my first time to ever encounter a trainer with one of the rarest form of Pokemon there is here. I'll be honored to battle the Solosis in this round."

"HONORED!?" Cheren yelled, his face red with fury. "I should be the one who shall achieve full glory! I will not let some no nonsense simpleton of a trainer like Crymson to get in my way of achieving my goal! I will be the hero of this region and cast Team Plasma out of existence!"

Joaquin shook his head slowly with his eyes closed. "There goes Mr. I-Want-To-Be-The-Very-Best Poindexter and his constant rant of just one littlest thing in his life doesn't go his way! THE WORLD DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND YOU!" he yelled at Cheren's right ear, making both Bianca and Iris covering their ears.

"That was my ear, Mr. Egotistical Prick!" Cheren yelled back at him with his hand covering his ear. "I don't want you getting in my way, as well! I will bulldoze those pansies out of this region before they can try to stop me from going into the Pokemon League! Everyone will look up to me as their hero!"

"In your dreams!" Joaquin growled through his teeth. "I'll become the hero and have everyone notice me!"

A small chuckle sounded off from behind me. "Hero, you say? I beg to differ."

I turned around quickly to see none other than N standing several feet from me with Zorua on his shoulder. My eyes widen, my chest began to form severe sharp pains that gets worse with each beat my heart made against it. 'What are you doing here!? Shouldn't you be at your castle ordering your subordinates around!? If you do, I'll make sure to stop them in their tracks!"

N remained still and unmoved by my threat, instead forming the usual crooked smile that would send a swarm of hostile Beedrills in my chest. "Stop them, hmm? If you must know, I ordered all of them to attack everyone else in this region. I only left you under my care like I told the Shadow Triad last night, remember?"

I figure battling against the Gym Leader would make me forget the events of last night revolving finding the truth about N being the king of Team Plasma, but with him reminding me about that left an even deeper wound than before. "I am fine taking care of myself, N! Tell me what you want or I'll force you to talk!"

N kept his smile locked and his blue eyes glaring at me, remained silent as another chuckle echoed from his throat. "All I want is you, Crymson."