000
A large red and black room was brought into view. The walls were a dark crimson, with black lines trailing down from the ceiling, making it look like his walls were dripping. A large, rear-projection television sat against one of the walls of the room.
The carpet of the room was very shaggy and black, a metallic odor filling the air. There were no windows, banning natural light from entering. The only light in this room would come from the television and the single light on the ceiling that was surrounded by red chains.
A nest-like bed sat directly across from the television against the opposite wall. There were tables and shelves placed in different areas of the room. The shelves held a multitude of horror movies and books, while the tables held a few macabre items, including a few things created from real human and Pokémon bones and flesh. How the rancid smell didn't spread across the entire room was a mystery.
A large red and black Y-shaped bird was seen in this room. It was Yveltal, the emissary of death and destruction. While his current environment made sense and typically made him happy, the bird seemed to have a distant demeanor at the moment while he watched television.
He would typically be watching vintage movies about idiotic humans being murdered by mysterious killers, but after stumbling upon an older episode of one of Mew and Victini's shows, he found himself stuck.
He let out a jealous groan at seeing what happened on the show; the explosions, the trauma, the psychological damage… He wanted to be a part of all of it. He was the Destruction Pokémon for crying out loud! However, due to his extremely sadistic nature and somewhat callous demeanor, he was relegated to only making cameos on shows. He was even told that he was 'worse than Victini', which was very much true, but still very insulting.
Lunala, who was doing a bit of unsavory work on his nether regions, heard his groan and grew concerned. She ceased her actions and flew up next to him. He hardly ever made a sound when they were having fun together, so she knew that something was wrong.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" she asked, resting her head against his.
Yveltal gave her a look before tonelessly answering, "Nothing you need to worry about… but, I do have a question."
Cocking a brow in interest, the Moone Pokémon responded, "Fire away."
He sat up slightly. "Do you mind explaining why you haven't asked me to have a cameo for a challenge on your and Solgaleo's stupid show?" he asked disgruntledly.
Lunala sheepishly looked to the side, unsure of how to answer. After a moment of silence, she explained, "To be honest... We didn't think about it. Plus, this is just our trial season, so we're just trying to make sure things go fine when it's only us. Plus, I'm just a bit more focused on our time together when I don't have to host challenges," she explained, giving him a peck on the cheek.
He huffed, not entirely believing her. "You sure it's not because you're worried about what I'd do?"
"Well…" Lunala started. "...that's not necessarily a factor. Plus, you haven't really shown much interest, so-"
Yveltal growled before shouting, "Luna, I'm always interested! You, of all Pokémon, should know that I don't like showing these other dipshits any emotion unless we're doing something that I want!"
"Oh," Lunala flinched, looking down a bit guiltily. "S-Sorry."
Yveltal took a deep breath. The bird had anger issues, awful anger issues, but out of all of the Legendaries he was stuck with in that place, Lunala was the only one who was safe from his wrath. "Don't apologize," he said gruffly, kissing her forehead. "I should've been open to you out of all these other fucks."
Lunala hummed to herself before a thought came to her. "Hey, why not ask Arceus and Giratina to let you and Xerneas do your trial? That way, you can do whatever you want!"
A scowl spread across his face. "We tried already," he explained. "Apparently God and Satan don't think that I'm 'TV-friendly' enough to be on any show for more than one episode. Plus, Xerneas is probably too busy throating Cobalion to be of any use, so I doubt-"
Suddenly, his tirade was interrupted as he was teleported away, surprising Lunala.
000
The Destruction Pokémon found himself in the power couple's shared room. Arceus and Giratina both stared at the large avian with serious expressions.
Not meeting their gaze, the Dark-type bluntly inquired, "What do you two want?"
The two didn't respond initially, as they appeared to be waiting for something. Soon enough, the door to the couple's room was opened. Celebi floated in first, followed shortly after by Xerneas, who was wearing a maid outfit and a disgruntled expression.
Upon seeing that Yveltal was also there, the Life Pokémon let out a groan. "Who did he kill this time?!" she asked the pair, assuming that was why she was there.
Yveltal glowered at her as she continued walking toward them, "You don't know how much I wish I could kill you…"
Ignoring his comment, Xerneas stood before Arceus and Giratina with a sigh. "I'd really appreciate it if I could just fix whatever problem he's caused and go back to what I was doing."
"What? Being a whore?" Yveltal shot, earning a glare from the Life Pokémon.
"Well, there's no problem, first of all," Arceus explained. "Second of all, we're about to explain, so please step back and be patient."
With a sigh, Xerneas stepped away from the couple's bed, and begrudgingly stood next to Yveltal. Not only did she despise being in the same vicinity as her counterpart, but the fact that she was still in her maid costume made her feel extremely awkward.
"Now," Giratina began. "I'm sure that you both know what makes you stand out amongst your fellow Legendary and Mythical Pokémon here…"
The Life and Death emissaries exchanged looks, not knowing what they were talking about. They couldn't think of anything that made them different from anyone else. They hated each other, they each had loving partners, and they had their own ways of going about things.
Seeing the bemused expressions on their faces, Arceus explained, "You two are currently the only ones, barring the newer additions, as well as Manaphy and Phione, who have not completed a trial season."
"Yeah…" Yveltal nodded, getting a bit irritated. "I seem to remember you telling me that I'm not 'soft' enough and that's why I couldn't have a show…"
Arceus and Giratina exchanged glances. That much was very true, as they did not trust Yveltal alone with mortals unless more stable people were around him. They were very hesitant about even having this discussion.
"Yes, that much is true, but with the success that Solgaleo and Lunala are currently having with their show, we want to encourage more of the newcomers. So, we need everyone to complete a trial show of their own," the goddess explained. "So, despite your numerous appearances on Mew and Victini's series as either hosts or guests, you two must still complete your own show."
Xerneas' eyes widened in shock. She was going to be forced to work on a show with Yveltal?! She had already shown that she was more than capable of handling a show after taking over for Victini on multiple occasions! This felt like a punishment.
A dark smile crept onto Yveltal's face. He was actually going to be in control of his own show. Sure, Xerneas being there brought down his excitement, but as long as he could do what he wanted, he didn't care. His smile faded as Xerneas started complaining, though.
"Y-You can't be serious! You can't put him in charge of mortals!" Xerneas argued. "You'd be putting multiple lives at risk!"
"We understand the concern. We truly do," Giratina assured her. "That is another reason why we have placed you with him. You may not have done your trial, but you are also responsible, have experience, and show professionalism when required."
"Professionalism?" Yveltal argued. "The bitch is literally in a skimpy maid's outfit right now!"
"Celebi told me that they wanted me here urgently," Xerneas explained, glaring at him. "So, sorry if actually wearing something offends you so badly."
"I'm more offended that you're even alive," Yveltal growled.
Arceus and Giratina exchanged looks. They were really beginning to rethink their decision. If Yveltal was already being this vile to just Xerneas, they could only imagine his treatment of the participants of the season.
Clearing her throat, Arceus began, "Well, I'll say this. Due to you both having some sort of experience already, we've had Celebi go through the discarded applications and choose fourteen Kalosian natives to compete on your show."
Celebi held a stack of papers, "Yep, all here."
Xerneas sighed, "Do we really-"
"Shut the hell up" Yveltal seethed, getting in her face. "You've had it fucking easy. Getting dicked down by that zero-personality chump and hosting the shows that Victini was too much of a pussy to stick around for. Now this is my turn. And I'm not gonna let you ruin this for me…"
Undeterred, Xerneas used Dazzling Gleam, causing the Destruction Pokémon to shriek out and fly away from her. "Try that again and Cobalion will tear your fucking wings off!" she growled.
Arceus sighed, "Just… take the applications, call them, and get your show started. The faster you finish, the faster you two will be away from each other."
Xerneas and Yveltal exchanged glares once again, their intense hatred of each other on full display. This season was going to be quite the challenge.
000
Just north of Laverre City in Kalos, a cobblestone path was seen leading to a large building. Adorning the sides of the path were Poké Ball statues, along with smaller hedges and trees. The large building, a Poké Ball Factory, towered over both Xerneas and Yveltal, but not by much. Both sides of the yard in front of the factory had an area of dead grass with a hedge maze decorating it. Neither Legendary looked pleased to be there.
Yveltal was still eager to begin, but with Xerneas there to essentially be his keeper, he was pissed.
"HELLO! TOTAL POKÉMON FANS!" Xerneas greeted. "My name is Xerneas and-"
"Bitch! You didn't even want to do this with me! You don't get to act all happy!" Yveltal interrupted, shoving her out of the way. "Welcome to my show. Things are going to happen my way and I'll be making the decisi-AAAAHH!"
A bright light flashed offscreen, causing him to scream out as he was headbutt out of the way by Xerneas. The Life Pokémon took a breath, regaining her composure, "As I was saying, my name is Xerneas. You may remember me from Mew and Victini's show." She then paused as she glanced over to Yveltal, who was still shaking his head to fix his vision. "And that angry prick over there is Yveltal… You may also remember him from Mew and Victini's show."
"Watch yourself slut!" Yveltal shouted.
Xerneas rolled her eyes before continuing, "Like our predecessors, fourteen native players have been selected to compete in this competition. They're going to battle it out in different challenges until only one remains, and the last one standing will win 100,000 Poké!"
"Yep. Out of all of the other shows with millions and billions of Poké as rewards, we're only offering 100K and these poor saps are gonna be getting worse treatment," Yveltal said darkly, flying closer.
Xerneas growled to herself, an angry vein pulsing on her head. She was not about to deal with this.
-ZZZZZ-
"And we're back," Xerneas greeted, a now fainted Yveltal lying in the background. "Sorry about that. We're all good and rarin' to go, now. So, let's meet our first contestant."
Instead of using a traditional method, the hosts were able to use Hoopa's rings to transport competitors to their location. It was rather unorthodox, but it was different.
A large ring opened, and a large, portly grey rabbit was dropped in front of them. Its ears were crowned with muscular forearms with three-fingered paws. Both paws at the ends of its ears were brown. Its body's upper paws were white, while his feet were brown. A woolly band was around his waist and was brown and yellow in color, resembling a construction belt. He had a short yellow tail connected to the band. Its muzzle was brown, resembling stubble, and its eyes looked like they were always squinting.
"Welcome Diggersby!" Xerneas introduced.
"What in da hell?" the rabbit questioned, looking around before noticing the deer and the red bird, who started to get up. "Oh... It's you two. Glad that y'all decided to choose me. Ya made a good choice. Now, where all the fine bitches at? Gotta keep business up and running, ya know?"
Yveltal groaned, shaking his head. Xerneas had hit him with Moonblast, so he was trying to recover. "Business? What kind of business could an ugly bunny like you possibly have?"
"For your information, black and red, I'm a pimp," Diggersby said, pulling a pair of sunglasses from his waist fur and placing them over his eyes. "And just for the record, my eyesight is shitty, so I just have to put these on to protect them from the sun. This wasn't for any effect."
"Sure, it wasn't," Yveltal deadpanned. "Just take your ass over there." He stated, gesturing to the side.
"Whateva you say. A playa's gotta wait for the bitches to come to him anyway…" Diggersby said as he started walking to the left side.
Xerneas let out a sigh before noticing that Diggersby was winking at her. The Life Pokémon sweatdropped. "I still can't believe they gave us a pimp…" she muttered. "I know the shows have to have some weirdos, but seriously?"
Yveltal decided to stay quiet and let Xerneas handle all of the greetings. He had his own plan in mind. Noticing his sudden silence, Xerneas raised a brow. "What? No shitty comments?"
The Destruction Pokémon ignored her, instead choosing to wait until all of the players were introduced. Getting no response, Xerneas huffed before the next ring appeared.
A small robin-like Pokémon dropped from the ring with a groan before standing up and flapping its wings, allowing it to take flight. She was orange and black. She had a sharp, black beak and a pointed crest on its head. Her stomach was gray with a flame pattern and her wings were black with yellow tips and undersides. Her legs were black as well, as well as her long tail feathers, which had two white "V"-shapes.
"Hello Fletchinder," Xerneas greeted. "How are you doing?"
"Why the heck did you use a ring to get me here?! I could've just flown!" she exclaimed heatedly. "That felt so… weird…"
Xerneas laughed sheepishly, "Sorry about that. Just trying to be unique…"
Fletchinder huffed, "Yeah, well when it's at the expense of people's comfort, I'd advise against it…"
"Noted…" Xerneas replied, though she already knew that. "Please move to the side…"
With that, the Ember Pokémon flew over to the left side, joining the Digging Pokémon. Xerneas was initially intending on separating the guys and girls to avoid any unsavory interactions right off the bat, especially given Diggersby's occupation. However, she knew things would likely be better and more entertaining if all of the players were together.
-000-
Upon seeing Fletchinder approaching, Diggersby raised a brow, lowering his sunglasses to get a better look at her. Her orange feathers were well-kempt and had a glossy look to them.
"Hello," Fletchinder greeted cordially.
"'Sup," Diggersby responded before giving her the once over again. "Y'know, you may have a small body, but I know a lot of folks who love shorties like you."
Confused and a bit offended, the Ember Pokémon asked, "Uh… excuse me?"
"How about I make you an offer you can't refuse?" the rabbit began. "You show me what you're working with, and whether you win this show or not… I'll make sure you end up making yourself a ton of money."
Fletchinder was disgusted by the offer and scoffed, "I'm sorry? Who do you think you are?!"
-000-
Looking over, Xerneas sighed. "I knew I should have just gone with my first mind…"
Yveltal chuckled at her misfortune as the next ring appeared. A grayish-brown kid dropped from it, landing on his legs with a smile on his face. His neck and back were covered in foliage. He had a white face and black horns that resembled bicycle handles.
"Whoo-hoo!" he cheered, performing a backflip. Before Xerneas could even say anything, the Pokémon introduced itself. "Hi I'm Skiddo! Wow-wow-wow! Did you accept me? Of course you did, why else would I be here if you didn't? Anyway, you're cute and you look scary. No one loves me. Anyway, where are the others, or am I the first one here?!"
The two stared at him for a few seconds, with him looking at them thoughtfully.
Yveltal already knew he was going to love torturing this bubbly little freak. Xerneas, on the other hand, giggled sheepishly. "Well, uh…"
"OH! I see other people! Cool!" Skiddo beamed as he bounded toward the others.
Xerneas already felt done, and this was only the third player! Plus, with Yveltal suddenly being uncharacteristically quiet, she just had an overall negative vibe already.
Yveltal was watching the interactions of the other players, very eager to get things started. Only three players had arrived, and he was already shuddering in anticipation. He had a few things that he wanted to say, but he continued to be silent and let Xerneas deal with the 'social' aspect.
The next ring appeared, dropping a large sauropod dinosaur on the ground with a loud thud. She was blue in coloration with a lighter blue underbelly. There were ice crystals lining either side of her body. A crystal with a white marking around it, giving the appearance of a headdress, was on her head, two flowing sails stemming from it and going down the back of her neck. The sails were whitish and pale yellow at the base, with a purplish-blue tint near the outsides. She let out a frustrated groan as she got to her feet.
"Hello Aurorus. How are you doing?" Xerneas inquired.
"I'm...pretty okay, I suppose," she spoke in a soft tone.
"Okay, that's good to hear. Well, what do you hope to get from this competition?" asked Xerneas. "Aside from the fame and prize money, of course."
The Tundra Pokémon hummed to herself, "I guess… a purpose? I still don't entirely know what I want to do in this modern life. I just remember seeing these kinds of shows some years back and seeing that people were finding love, friends, and having either success or depression afterwards."
Xerneas blinked. She hadn't really kept up with anyone else's shows aside from Mew and Victini's since she acted as a co-host with Virizion on occasion.
The Life Pokémon knew that, for a few of those participants, life was a bit… rough outside of the game. So, hearing someone mention the possibility of depression as a catalyst for their signing up was a bit bewildering. "And… seeing all of that made you want to sign up?" she questioned.
The Destruction Pokémon snickered to himself.
Aurorus only nodded in response. "I just want to feel something."
Xerneas nodded in understanding. She didn't completely agree, but she understood. "Well, go on and stand with the others," she instructed, gesturing to the other three.
Aurorus nodded and proceeded to walk toward her fellow competitors.
-000-
Seeing the Aurorus approach, Fletchinder was really hoping that it was another girl. So far Diggersby was being a pig and Skiddo was being obnoxious.
"Uh… hi," the Tundra Pokémon greeted.
Hearing her voice, Fletchinder let out a sigh. "Thank Arceus…" She flew up, landing on Aurorus' head. The further away she was from the other guys, the better.
Diggersby commented, "Maybe you're a bitch that'll actually accept my offer like a good girl."
What had she just walked up on? The Tundra Pokémon was confused by the sudden aggression she felt from him. "Uh… What?"
Fletchinder rolled her eyes, whispering to her, "Ignore him. He's a pig."
"Well," Diggersby began, folding his arms. "Bird bitch didn't accept my offer to work with me out of the game."
"I'm not a slut, you fucking bastard!" she shouted down at him.
"The pay's good, honey," he responded. "But, after that, you're definitely no longer considered."
Was that supposed to be a bad thing for her? "FINE BY ME!" the robin responded.
"Hi I'm Skiddo!" Skiddo greeted, somehow easing the tension.
The Tundra Pokemon was still confused about what was going on, hesitantly responding, "I'm Aurorus…?"
"Hey, long, chill and gorgeous, how would you like to work for me?" Diggersby inquired, looking over her. "A fine bitch like yourself with such sexy looks shouldn't keep yourself private."
Aurorus blushed upon hearing that, but she really wasn't interested. "Uh...s-sorry. No thanks."
"Come on… I'm willing to offer 50,000 Poké for every male you're able to sleep with," he said outright, causing the other three's eyes to widen.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa 50,000?!" Skiddo exclaimed. "Are you rich? If you're rich, can I get some money? Why are you here? What's the point? This is so confusing but interesting at the exact same time."
"Yes, I'm rich, but watching these reality shows has gotten me interested," he explained. "With every show I see, there are some fine bitches that are either too shy to show their wild side, are completely promiscuous, or they want a male to hold them down. I came here in hopes of recruiting more luscious ladies into my entourage."
"You're a sick fuck," Fletchinder growled.
"Call it what you want, but my bitches are all happy with their decision and lives," Diggersby replied.
"That doesn't make it r-OW!" Fletchinder squawked, falling off of Aurorus' head and onto the top of the hedge maze.
The stone seemed to have two arms sticking out of it. Each arm was orange with a white stripe. The hands were brown, and each had three long claws with faces on each palm. Each face has two round eyes with black pupils and orange puffy cheeks.
"Ugh…" the hands groaned, as did Fletchinder.
"Where in the Distortion World did that come from?" asked Diggersby.
"Blame that jackass veiny chicken!" the right hand exclaimed.
"Yeah, we were talking to the gay pride deer and he knocked us over here when we said that these shows were cancer and all fake legendaries who do them should die," the left one added.
"Oh, I wonder why he did that," Fletchinder sardonically replied, rubbing her head. "That wasn't completely insulting at all. Who are you, anyway?"
The two hands gave her a look, as if she was an idiot. "Binacle," the two of them said.
"Well, Binacle, I really doubt that you'll earn any favor with your attitude," Fletchinder opined as she started flying again.
Left Binacle snorted, "Like we care…"
Right Binacle added, "...yeah, it's not our fault he got butthurt. These shows are dumb."
"Then why sign up for one? Isn't that a bit hypocritical? Do you have low self-esteem? I like pie, what about you? I'm Skiddo!" the Mount Pokémon bubbled.
"Quiet, goat boy!" Left Binacle exclaimed. "You're making my body shake from your blabbering."
"Playa… I'm sure you're doin' that yaself," Diggersby pointed out.
"Mind your own Combeeswax, discount Bugs Bunny!" Left Binacle said, shaking his body slightly.
The pimp rolled his eyes under his glasses. He was mostly professional; he wasn't gonna let a couple of ugly barnacles get under his skin.
As Binacle continued ranting, Aurorus looked around at her competitors. Diggersby was already rich and just looking to recruit prostitutes, Skiddo talked too much, and Fletchinder seemed to be level-headed, but she couldn't be too sure. She sighed to herself. What had she gotten herself into?
-000-
The next ring dropped a white cat with blue fur that resembled a hat and scarf in front of them. She didn't say anything, a dismal expression pasted on her face. It was as if she would be punished if she dared to show a modicum of positive emotion.
"Hello Meowstic…" Xerneas greeted. "How are you?"
"The sun shines bright in the morning and yet I feel no warmth," she replied monotonously.
Xerneas only blinked in response. "G-Good for you," she said, unsure of how to react.
Meowstic didn't respond and just walked away, joining the other players on the side.
"Wack ass bitch…" Yveltal muttered to himself.
The next ring appeared, and a pink and purple poofy Pokemon plopped on the ground. There was a black bow on his bum. He had a pair of wispy ears with yellow centers. He had red eyes with black irises and red pupils with black, full lashes. He also had three claws on each hand.
"Ouchies…." he said, getting to his feet before shaking his fur. "Haaaaaaaaay," he greeted with a wave.
"Oh for fuck's sake…" Yveltal groaned internally. "Why can't any of the damn gays on these shows be like Volcanion or something?"
"Hey there Aromatisse," Xerneas greeted, feeling a bit better with his presence. "How're you doing?"
"I'm fine, sweetheart, what about yourself?" he asked. "Can't wait to get this thang started," he said with a snap.
Xerneas giggled before letting out a sigh, "I'd rather be somewhere else, but I'm here with him to make sure things don't go too poorly."
"Oh, that's understandable, honey. I never even expected to be picked, my friends bet me 100 Poké to send in an application," he explained. "Trust me, you're not the only one who'd rather be somewhere else. So, am I the first one to be here or- Oh, nevermind."
The Perfume Pokémon saw the group of Pokémon standing around the hedge maze. He sauntered toward the others, hand on hip.
When he left, Yveltal twitched. Noticing this, Xerneas huffed, "Anything you wanna say?"
"All of the homos in these shows are fucking interchangeable," he commented.
"And how do you know he's gay? He could just be flamboyant…" Xerneas argued.
Yveltal looked back over and saw the way Aromatisse was swaying his hips. "I think it's pretty self-fucking-explanatory!"
Xerneas huffed, "Deal with your homophobia some other time. The next contestant is coming…"
Yveltal rolled his eyes in annoyance as a new ring appeared before them.
-000-
"Haaaaaay," Aromatisse greeted, strutting up to the group.
Skiddo bounded forward with a smile. "Hi I'm Skiddo and I-"
"No one cares!" Right Binacle interrupted as Left Binacle laughed. They had been annoying everyone ever since they got there with their insults and pessimism.
Skiddo turned to them with a smile before firing multiple curved leaves at them, knocking them out. A wave of relief washed over everyone, aside from Meowstic, who sat on top of the hedge maze away from everyone.
"Thanks for that, Skiddo," Fletchinder said, landing on the goat's horns. "It was very necessary. Also, hello," she greeted, extending a wing, which Aromatisse shook.
"Yeah, wassup?" Diggersby replied, eyeing the Fairy-type.
"Nothing much, doll, nothing much…" Aromatisse replied, getting a good look at everyone. "So, are you guys ready for the competition to begin?"
"Totally! I've seen a lot of other shows that were like this and signed up a few years ago, but never heard anything back, so I got so excited when they actually called me and said that-"
Fletchinder placed a wing over Skiddo's mouth, as he was once again speaking a mile a minute. "Slow...down…"
"Sorry," he muffled.
"Excitement is nothing more than a faux emotion that gives you high expectations of something likely to go awry," Meowstic deadpanned.
Everyone was silent for a moment before Diggersby commented, "And the award for the best attitude in the world goes to… emo bitch..."
Aromatisse giggled, as Meowstic rolled her eyes.
-000-
Xerneas wore a smile, while Yveltal wore a look of indifference. This introduction stuff was taking way too long for his liking.
The next female competitor resembled a Tyrannosaurus. She was brick red with scattered orange scales and highlights. She had an orange crown-like crest on her face covering her eyes a bit. She had small arms with two black claws on each one. She had a white ruff around her neck and a white underbelly with a gray stripe running down the center. Her legs were large with black claws and white fur under her chin.
"So, Tyrantrum, are you ready to take charge?" Xerneas inquired.
"Uh...not really," Tyrantrum replied, shaking her head. "People always assume that I want to be in charge of, yell at, or belittle them just because I'm bigger than them. It's… It's kinda hurtful."
"Aw, don't worry. Maybe you'll do your kind justice," Xerneas said, making Tyrantrum smile slightly. "Now, head on over to the others."
Tyrantrum nodded and started heading over to the others as the next ring showed up immediately after.
"Well, that was quick," Xerneas commented as the ring dropped and rose up, revealing a brown and black tree with six spider leg-roots at his base. He had two crooked gnarls on either side of his head and a smaller one on his forehead with leaves between all three of them. There was a single red eye below the gnarl. His two arms were thin with thick forearms, which each had branches on them. A cuff of green foliage was around his wrist and led to his three-fingered hand.
"Welcome Trevenant," Xerneas greeted.
"Graaaaaaaaasssssssss," he said, causing the two hosts to exchange looks, Yveltal's being more agitated.
"Uh…"
Trevenant then chuckled. "Aw, I'm just messing with ya. I'm not dumb."
Yveltal gave him a look, not believing him for a second.
"Uh huh…" Xerneas responded, feeling uncertain. "Well, Trevenant. Anything you wanna say to the people?"
"Be nice to the environment. If not, I'll find you and kill your family," he said to the camera in a light-hearted manner.
Xerneas giggled. "Well, I'm sure that they took that seriously."
The Elder Tree Pokémon's expression turned serious. "They better have. I wasn't kidding, I will find and kill them," he stated before walking away.
Yveltal smiled, while Xerneas' eyes widened a bit.
-000-
"Damn bitch, that's a fat ass!" Diggersby exclaimed, eyeing Tyrantrum, who blushed with a growl. "You sure you don't wanna accept the offer? I can make you rich!"
"I'd rather try to win this than sell my body," Tyrantrum replied. She looked down, grumbling, "I doubt any guy would be able to handle me anyway…"
"You'd be surprised, miss lady. You would be surprised…" Diggersby challenged, lowering his glasses.
"Hello," Trevenant greeted. "Shall I interest you all in information as to why you should help the environment?"
"No, but you can interest us in sucking she-dino's cock," Left Binacle said as Right Binacle laughed. Tyrantrum tightened her glare before swinging her tail, knocking the barnacles somewhere in the maze.
"The more that bastard is hurt, I'm happy," Fletchinder said. "He's a nuisance."
"Uh...so, how about the rest of you?" asked Trevenant.
-000-
"Uh...ignore that, Dedenne…" Xerneas said, sweatdropping. A small, orange rodent with antenna-like whiskers was sitting in front of her. She had a long tail, round ears, and red cheeks. She had a single tooth. She had a small MP3 player in her paws.
"Oh, it's no problem. Trolling is so mainstream that I don't let it bother me," Dedenne replied with a smile.
Upon hearing the word 'mainstream', Yveltal immediately grew annoyed. He knew the type of person she was, and he immediately hated her.
Xerneas was confused by her statement. "Wait, what does mainstream have to do with anything?"
"I'm actually happy that I'm not on a show with more 'popular' Legendaries. It just perpetuates a cycle of cringy mediocrity," Dedenne commented. "There's no substance in any reality shows anymore. Just manufactured junk."
The Life Pokémon was just confused. This was the third person that she was surprised was there given their attitudes. "Wait, then why would you sign up?"
"Just so I can say that I did something," Dedenne explained. "Now, can I go?"
"...Yes," Xerneas replied as Dedenne walked over to the large group. Xerneas let out a sigh, "This is so annoying…"
The next ring appeared next to them. The next Pokémon to appear was a shaggy, white poodle. He had long, furry ears, and gray paws. He had round eyes with blue eyelids and red pupils, with a blue nose as well.
"Hey, Furfrou," Xerneas greeted. "Not gonna lie, I kinda expected to see a style. But, it's cool to see someone being completely natural."
The Poodle Pokémon shrugged, tilting his head slightly.
Given his silence, Xerneas assumed, "Not much of a talker, huh?"
Furfrou shook his head again before proceeding to walk towards the group. He didn't really have anything to say to anyone, so he wasn't going to waste his breath.
Xerneas sighed, "Well, Celebi made sure that we had the 'quiet loner'-type. That's for sure…"
Yveltal nodded, deciding to break his silence. "Fine by me. I don't need to hear all of them speak. It's annoying. The faster this dumb shit is over, the better."
A moment later, a new ring appeared.
"Well, Hoopa is just spewing these out, so the introductions should be finished soon," Xerneas replied.
Suddenly, a Pokémon resembling an upside-down squid appeared from the ring. Her body had six yellow spots on the front and back and a light-yellow stripe wrapping around her above the spots. Her arms resembled scythes. She had a red beak, half closed eyes with yellow irises and black sclera, and eight blue and purple tentacles that acted as hair.
There was an ominous feeling to her, but while Xerneas tried to detect it, Yveltal couldn't care less.
"Malamar, uh...How are you doing?" Xerneas asked.
"I'm just fine, dahling…" Malamar spoke with a Kalosian accent, surprising the two hosts. "And how are you?"
"Oh... You have an accent..." Yveltal deadpanned.
"Oui monsieur," Malamar replied. "And I hope zat I'm able to have a good time here."
"Uh huh…" Yveltal replied. "Just...go to the others."
Malamar raised a brow before deciding to float over to the others, as per Yveltal's request.
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"Alright, hipster trash, take your bullshit opinions and indie music elsewhere," Right Binacle said to Dedenne, who ignored him gleefully.
Malamar floated over to the group with a smile. "Hello," she greeted.
Diggersby shuddered to himself upon seeing her. She sure was an ugly one. And with those scythe arms and beak, she'd probably Lorena Bobbitt a client rather than pleasure him. So, he decided to leave her be.
Fletchinder, seeing his change in demeanor, glared. "What? Afraid to ask her the same shallow shit you've asked the rest of us ladies?"
Diggersby gave her a look. "Mind your own Combeeswax," he replied. "Who I talk to and what I say are up to me and nothing else. Deal with it. You've declined anyway, so why are you bothered?"
"Because you're a homewrecker who has no regard for women," Fletchinder shot back.
"Oh Arceus, shut up," Left Binacle commented. "Just because guys know that you want dicks inside of you doesn't mean that they disregard women."
"What about lesbians?" asked Aromatisse.
"You're gay, no one cares," Right Binacle replied.
"I'm not-"
"Don't even deny it," Left Binacle interrupted, making Aromatisse glare at him. "It's written in everything you do and say."
"That's insensitive," Tyrantrum commented with a glare. "You can't judge him based on-"
"Hush Big Momma. Shouldn't you be fucking a tree or something?"
Tyrantrum growled, glaring down at the Two-Handed Pokémon.
Malamar giggled, "Well, I can tell zat zis is going to be a issue down ze line.'"
"Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I think you're right, it's like-," Skiddo started before Fletchinder covered his mouth again.
"Slow… down," she said more sternly this time.
"Aw, let the little brat speak. I could use a laugh," Right Binacle said.
"Nah," Left Binacle interjected. "I'd rather hear Fashion Mutt, Pussycat Drawl, and Sail Neck talk. They've barely said anything this entire time," he said as Furfrou, Meowstic, and Aurorus turned to him in annoyance. "What's wrong? Meowth got your tongue?"
"Speaking means interacting with those I feel are less or just as insignificant than me," Meowstic replied. "Why would I subject myself to that?"
"Who you callin' insignificant? Bitch, I'm fabulous!" Aromatisse exclaimed, striking a pose.
"Who lied to you?" Left Binacle countered, eliciting a scoff from Aromatisse.
"What in the hell is going on over here?" a golden sword asked, his tone signifying that he wasn't into, well, people in general. He had floated up behind Malamar.
"We're mingling and making friends. Can't ya tell?" Trevenant replied sarcastically.
"Uh huh… Just gonna make this quick. I'm Aegislash and I get agitated easily, so you do NOT want to get on my bad side," he threatened.
"I feel like that's just a common aspect of nearly everyone here," Dedenne commented. "Except her, probably," she added, pointing to Aurorus.
000
Xerneas and Yveltal were approaching the contestants with the final competitor. She resembled a brown and purple leafy seadragon shaped like the number 3. She had an aggravated expression on her face, and due to this, Diggersby grinned. He wasn't going to ask her now, but he would later.
"Alright competitors, we are ready to start the competition," Xerneas stated.
"Uh huh, that's fun and all, but do you mind introducing the chick behind you?" asked Fletchinder.
"Um...I can introduce myself, thank you very much," the seadragon said brashly. "The name's Dragalge and you'd better remember it."
"Bitch, we're all named after our species. What do you want? A cookie?" Right Binacle questioned.
Dragalge growled. "Come say that to my face, Ugly Barnacle!"
"Okay…" Left Binacle said, not intimidated at all as they hopped forward.
"Do we really have time for this?" asked Tyrantrum. "I'd rather just get into the competition aspect."
"Oui, I feel like zis is already getting heated and we're not even truly established," Malamar added.
"Well, too bad. No one gives a shit about the challenges in these shows anymore, it's all about drama," Yveltal replied.
"Oh wonderful…" Dedenne said sarcastically.
"OKAY!" Xerneas exclaimed, getting between the Two-Handed Pokémon and Mock Kelp Pokémon. "We're not gonna start this right now. We need to get the game started. Then you can argue and do whatever the hell you want."
"Then please move this along," Aegislash urged. "I honestly don't care about these nimrods' sudden beef."
"Good for you, jackass," Dragalge responded. "No one asked for your opinion!"
"And no one asked you to respond to me!" Aegislash exclaimed in retaliation.
"And here we go…" Trevenant groaned, holding his head.
"Just explain the challenge to the brats so we can get on with it…" Yveltal told Xerneas.
"Maybe you have yourself to blame for that," Dedenne spoke up.
"Maybe I'll shove that MP3 Player up your cunt and out your ass," Yveltal threatened.
"Maybe I'd like that-"
"OKAY, FINE!" Xerneas exclaimed, getting everyone's attention again. She looked back at Dragalge, who was still between her and Yveltal. "Dragalge, get over there."
Dragalge huffed with a growl before floating over and getting beside Tyrantrum.
Xerneas was already irritated. This was probably one of the worst groups of players ever. Nearly everyone was either negative, annoying, or just… off. Not to mention that she was still stuck with Yveltal! She'd rather be back with Virizion on Mew's show than with these types of players. It was no wonder why their applications were discarded.
"Better," Xerneas started with a sigh. "Now, allow me to formally welcome you to the competition. Welcome to Total Pokémon: Kalos."
"Can we skip this part? We already know the rules of the game," Fletchinder commented.
"Yeah," Dedenne started. "These games have become so cliché and predictable that anyone who watches any station on TV knows how this game goes. It's so overdone and stupid."
"Then… Why are you here, exactly?" asked Trevenant, raising his brow in wonder.
"Like I told her, I just needed something to do. Plus, I just need more money for rent," Dedenne admitted. "I could care less about the rest of you."
"AMON!" Aegislash exclaimed.
"Rent? But, wouldn't signing up for this game negate you from doing that?" Aurorus asked softly.
"Speak up, long neck!" Left Binacle exclaimed. "We know that you can probably swallow up cocks of up to 60 inches, but that doesn't mean we can hear you!"
Aurorus paused, a blush spreading across her face, before simply saying, "Never mind…"
"...Getting back on track," Xerneas deadpanned. "Since you all claim to know how these games work already, I suppose that you're ready for the first challenge?"
"Uh, well not exactly," Malamar spoke. "You must separate us into teams, no?"
"Ah, that's where you're wrong, Frenchie," Yveltal said insultingly. "For our show, you're gonna compete for spots on teams."
"UNORIGINAL!" Right Binacle blustered, causing the others to groan.
"Will you pipe down?!" Aromatisse protested.
"Will you suck Diggersby's cock? Find out next time on DragonBall Z!" Left Binacle exclaimed.
Aromatisse growled with a glare, as Diggersby simply ignored the statement.
Growing more and more annoyed by the second, Xerneas took a deep breath in order to calm herself. "Now," she started, raising her voice to get them all back on track again. "Your first challenge, which will decide team captains, will be to go inside of the Poké Ball factory and look for two GS Balls. The two players that find them and bring them back out here the fastest will be the team captains and will choose the teams."
"And you'd better not use any Psychic, Ghost, or Fairy-type ANYTHING to find them in this challenge," Yveltal added. "You will be able to use them to attack, but nothing else."
"Challenge starts now!" Xerneas exclaimed.
The contestants blinked before they all started rushing to get inside of the Poké Ball Factory. Tyrantrum and Aurorus, due to their sizes, couldn't fit inside, causing frustration to befall the Despot Pokémon.
"This isn't fair!" she complained. "We're too big to fit through the doors!"
The doors only allowed people of up to 6.5 feet to enter, while both Fossil Pokémon were over 8 feet tall.
"That's not our fault now, is it?" Yveltal replied.
"Can't you make us smaller or something so that we can actually have a chance?!" Tyrantrum begged.
"Nope. Not this time around. Maybe after this is over… if you survive," Yveltal said the last part to himself. What was actually heard caused Tyrantrum to glare and Aurorus to look down as the Destruction Pokémon chuckled and Xerneas rolled her eyes.
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All of the contestants that were able to enter the factory, split off. Furfrou and Meowstic both stayed put near the front door, not really caring about being team captains. So, they decided to just sit there and watch the chaos unfold.
The factory was very large, with conveyor belts, stairs, and grated floors all around the area as Poké Balls continued being pumped out. There were also robotic arms scattered about the area, meaning that things were bound to be hectic.
Fletchinder was getting an aerial view of the entire place, using her advanced eyesight to scope out the golden Poké Ball.
Diggersby had gone up the stairs and ran across the grated floor and to the box-like room. He tried to open the door, but found that it was locked. Growling, he looked to his right and saw a second box-like room. Hoping that it was actually unlocked, he rushed over to it and tried opening the door. Unfortunately for him, it was also locked.
"FUCK!" he exclaimed before looking around and seeing Aegislash make his way up the stairs and across the grates. He growled.
-000-
On the bottom floor, Aromatisse was taking his time looking for the GS Ball, searching in the corners of the conveyor belts and dodging robotic arms as he climbed across the conveyor belts. He usually tripped while stepping on the conveyor belts and had to run the opposite direction quickly before jumping off with a THUD.
Binacle laughed at his misfortune as they searched through a pile of balls already inside of a crate. As they did, they didn't pay attention as they were blasted by a Dragon Pulse by Dragalge, who was still irked at them.
She floated over and knocked the crate over as she noticed Aromatisse getting up and running over. When she knocked it over and the Poké Balls spilled out, Aromatisse ran over and started slipping and tripping over them numerous times.
"That'll hold him," she stated to herself before floating to the other side of the factory. As she floated over, she felt something be thrown at her face. Before she could scold whoever threw it, she found herself being absorbed into what was thrown, a Poké Ball.
Malamar chortled to herself after doing that, but Dragalge didn't stay in the ball for long. As soon as she broke free, she growled furiously and glared straight through Malamar. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"
Malamar used Psycho Cut, which Dragalge dodged before using Scald. Malamar gasped as she was blasted into the wall.
-000-
Skiddo was running across the conveyor belts, actually changing the direction of the belt with his pure speed alone. Trevenant was smiling as he tossed Poké Balls off of the conveyor belt as the Mount Pokémon continued his actions.
"How are you doing this?!" asked Trevenant, stupefied as Malamar floated to the two in interest.
"I don't know. I just have a lot of energy for some reason. I have no one who cares about my well-being, so I just ate a lot a lot a lot a lot and a lot of candy, so it's easy to just love life when no one gives a shit about you yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah," Skiddo said quickly with a smile as Trevenant stared awkwardly in disbelief. Malamar smirked to herself.
"Uh...are you sure that you're not doing any drugs?" asked Trevenant, not believing that this was the effect of candy alone.
"Well my brother sprinkles some weird tasting sugar on my cereal before I eat over at his place but I think it's alright because I always feel so good after I finish eating. Hehehehehehehehehe."
Trevenant blinked, rather disturbed as he stopped tossing the Poké Ball. "Uh huh…"
"Zat is...truly concerning," Malamar added.
"I dunno I dunno I dunno," Skiddo repeated as he continued running on the conveyor belt.
-000-
Meanwhile, Dedenne moved her way to Meowstic and Furfrou, who were still only watching. She sat down next to Furfrou, who didn't even acknowledge her presence, his head lying down.
"Yeah, being a team captain is so mainstream. Whatever happened to just being a follower and not being pressured into agreeing with things you may or may not agree with?" Dedenne inquired.
Furfrou gave her a look before just facing away from her out of agitation. He didn't care about anything she was saying. Apparently reading his emotions, she shrugged and went over to Meowstic, who was writing in a journal.
"Hi," she greeted. "What type of music do you listen to?"
Meowstic sighed. "I listen to whatever music correctly conveys how I'm feeling. I don't care," she explained.
"I prefer underground rappers and singers. That mainstream shit is awful," Dedenne said. "Honestly anyone who likes that bullshit is a mindless Wooloo."
"The same can be said about those who enjoy your type of music," Meowstic deadpanned. "It goes both ways and it's subjective."
"Oh no, you're one of those Wooloo aren't you?" Dedenne questioned. "Only sheep bring up the bullshit subjectiveness clause. It's a fact that all mainstream music is garbage."
Suddenly, a Poké Ball hit her, sucking her inside as Furfrou ran over and held it down until it stopped shaking.
"HEY! LET ME OUT OF HERE!" she exclaimed as Furfrou walked away and lied back in his same spot.
Meowstic shook her head before continuing to write in her journal. "Trapped inside of walls of slavery, you can never escape the wings of old faith."
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Back outside, Xerneas sighed as she lay on the grass, with Tyrantrum and Aurorus lying around as well. The fact that they couldn't even participate in the challenge was completely unfair. She couldn't lie, out of all of the players, the two of them were the ones that she found okay the most.
Aurorus reminded her of a player from Mew and Victini's show, while Tyrantrum seemed really headstrong and cool.
She really just wanted to go back to Virizion and Cobalion. Or at least be away from Yveltal and the rest of those other players. Speaking of Yveltal, the bird of destruction had once again been suspiciously silent. Looking around, Xerneas eventually spotted a figure high in the sky. "Is that him? What the hell is he…"
Suddenly, a violet beam was fired toward the Poké Ball Factory, causing an explosion. Xerneas' eyes widened in horror as the debris fell from the sky and flames engulfed the building.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" she exclaimed as she rushed toward the building, only to be teleported away.
-000-
Both Xerneas and Yveltal found themselves back in Arceus and Giratina's room. The two of them looked furious. No, not just furious; they were apoplectic. Both of their eyes were a bright red, glaring daggers at Yveltal.
Xerneas turned to him, panting heavily. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?"
"Nothing of value was lost," he replied with a smirk. "Your challenge was awful anyway… And hey, maybe some of them managed to survive."
"YVELTAL!" Arceus seethed, rising to her feet. "I knew… I just knew that we should have just listened to our guts and decided to not permit you to host a show. You… are hopeless…"
"I'm the fucking god of death, what the fuck do you want from me?!" Yveltal growled back. "You saw that sorry group of ingrates. Nobody wanted them on their shows anyway, so you just stuck them with us. Nobody's gonna miss them…"
It was Giratina's turn to rise. "You… are done," he stated sternly. "You are to never leave this Hall again or participate in anything regarding the shows that may still happen."
Yveltal huffed. "Oh, please. What're you gonna do if I refuse to stay here?"
Arceus' eyes glowed a brighter red as her glare tightened. An aura surrounded Yveltal as his blue eyes went gray. Xerneas' eyes widened as she could see part of Yveltal's tail begin to disintegrate.
After ten seconds, the Destruction Pokémon was released. He fell to the ground, and after a moment, he started catching his breath. He coughed and wheezed as he trembled on the ground.
"That… was just a taste," Arceus stated, her tone deathly serious. "Try us again… and you are gone…"
Yveltal continued trembling, curling up into his cocoon, tears starting to fall from his face. He couldn't believe what had just happened. He couldn't breathe. He only saw himself in a vast void. The deafening silence was his only company, with no other person in sight. He felt himself begin falling apart piece by piece before he was brought back.
The experience was horrifying. He never wanted to deal with that again.
"Xerneas!" Giratina called, getting the Life Pokémon's attention. She was a bit shaken about everything that she'd just witnessed in the span of ten minutes. She was used to cleaning Yveltal's messes, but what he did was just… sudden. In addition, seeing how easily Arceus can wipe them all out, it now made sense why even some of the jackasses of the hall were on their best behavior.
"Y-Yes?" Xerneas responded.
Giratina took a breath. "Your trial season is now cancelled. You will go back with Celebi, restore the lives of those players, and they will each receive compensation for that experience. You will no longer be required to complete a trial at all."
Arceus added, "And due to the nature of this situation, a winner will still be announced."
Once she said this, Xerneas became completely confused. "H-How?" she inquired. "We didn't even get to split them into teams..."
"Celebi will explain it all," Arceus explained. "Now, please return as fast as possible before other mortals get there."
Celebi, who was holding a burlap sack, floated up to Xerneas, "Ready?"
Xerneas sighed, "I guess…"
The two of them teleported out of the power couple's room, leaving them with Yveltal, who was still sobbing in his cocoon form. The couple glared at the Destruction Pokémon with immense disappointment and irritation.
"That was his only warning," Arceus stated. "I will not let more innocents die by his wings…"
"Banning him from leaving and being on shows isn't enough of a punishment for him…" Giratina stated darkly, his eyes glowing red once again. "I'll handle this…"
Giratina shifted into his Origin Forme before overtaking Yveltal.
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"Wait… cancelled?" Skiddo inquired.
"Yep, afraid so," Celebi stated.
Upon returning to the, now-repaired, Poké Ball Factory, Xerneas used her abilities to revive all fourteen players. Thankfully, none of them seemed to know what happened after the challenge started.
"Um… we found out that Yveltal's been killing people again, and… we really don't want anything to happen to you all," Celebi lied.
"Well… couldn't the gay pride deer just do it herself?" Right Binacle inquired.
Xerneas glared at the Two-Handed Pokémon, still annoyed by their comments. She explained, "No, she can't. My apologies, but… I was mainly here to make sure things didn't go awry with Yveltal. And since he's no longer permitted to host, I am no longer needed."
"Precisely," Celebi said.
A few looks of disappointment and anger formed on the players' faces.
"We traveled from all over Kalos to get here, and you're just gonna cancel on us now?!" Dragalge shouted. "What? You can't just find some other hosts?"
"No, we cannot. Everyone is either busy or unfit," Celebi stated. "That is from Arceus and Giratina themselves. However, as a compromise, we will still be awarding placements and a winner."
All of the players immediately perked up, confused as to how that would happen. "Wait… How are we gonna do that with no host and no challenge?"
"Good ol lady luck," Celebi introduced, holding up the burlap sack. "There are fourteen slips of paper in here with a certain amount of Poké on it. You will each grab a slip out of the bag, and wait for my signal. The contestant that has the 100K Poké will be declared this season's winner."
"That's fucking stupid and unfair," Aegislash stated, folding his arms.
"Well, you're free to just leave penniless, then…" Celebi countered, glaring at him. "The lowest amount is 20k."
"Oh, I'll happily take that," Trevenant commented. "Bring on the bag!"
"Is this seriously how this tends to work?" Xerneas inquired as Celebi began allowing each player to reach into the burlap sack and retrieve a slip.
"Yep," Celebi explained. "Whenever they cancel shows, they do not want the participants to feel like they've wasted their time, so… whoever is left when the show is canceled simply has to rely on luck to figure out their placements and compensation."
"Damn, sounds like they cancel shows often," Diggersby commented, pulling out the final slip. He was already rich, so he didn't really care what amount he got.
"Alright… All of the slips are distributed," Celebi began. "On the count of three, open them. One… two… three!"
All of the contestants opened their slips, whether by using their hands, or putting it on the ground to see.
"Are you kidding me?! I got the 20k slip!?" Dragalge roared, looking at her slip.
"Ha! Serves you right, bitch!" Left Binacle jeered. "We got 55k!"
"25k here…" Meowstic moaned, rolling her eyes. "It'll work, but whatever."
"80k?! Hell yeah!" Trevenant cheered.
"I… I… I g-got…" Tyrantrum stuttered as she stared down at her slip, which read '100k'. Fletchinder flew up to see what she got and gasped. "You got the 100k!"
"What!? So that means that she won?!" Aegislash inquired in annoyance, having received only 40k. "That's fucking bullshit!"
"All of this bullshit, hon," Aromatisse stated, having not even opened his slip yet. "It's literally all random chan-AAAAAHHHHHHH!" He opened his slip and saw that he had '90k' written on his slip. "Does this mean I got second place!? I got second place!"
Xerneas and Celebi simply watched all of the contestants' various reactions. Xerneas shook her head, "This… was a mess…"
"I know…" Celebi replied with a sigh of her own. "I went through all of the applications and thought these guys would be good enough for you two, but… I guess I was wrong."
"Can we just go back home, now?" Xerneas asked. "I need to lie down…"
"Yeah, sure… I just need to hand out the corresponding checks, too," Celebi said, another burlap sack in her hand.
As she floated over to the players, Xerneas let out a sigh. "Why me…?"
000
Elimination Order (per Poké amount):
14th - Dragalge (The One with Anger Issues) - 20k
13th- Meowstic (The Emo Chick) - 25k
12th- Dedenne (The Hipster) - 30k
11th- Skiddo (The Hyperactive Kid) - 35k
10th- Aegislash (The Easily Agitated) - 40k
9th- Aurorus (The Purpose Seeker) - 45k
8th- Fletchinder (The Sass Master) - 50k
7th- Binacle (The Annoying Troll) - 55k
6th- Furfrou (The Loner) - 60k
5th- Diggersby (The Pimp) - 65k
4th- Malamar (The Master Manipulator) - 70k
3rd- Trevenant (The Brutal Nature Lover) - 80k
2nd- Aromatisse (The Flamboyant Fashionista)- 90k
1st- Tyrantrum (The Wannabe Kind One) - 100k
000
I'm sure some of you remember this gem. Wrote and deleted it 4 years ago since I felt that I wasn't going to finish it due to school and other things. However, the thing is… the cancellations are still a part of my canon, so I realized that I shouldn't have deleted them and instead "finished them off" in order to at least have them have a 'proper' ending.
Xerneas and Yveltal never got their trial season despite being introduced way back near the end of Total Pokémon Action. Yveltal just had his cameos and Xerneas became a co-host from All-Stars - present.
This failed trial season takes place between Alola and pre-Virizion and Xerneas Underdogs, as they were happening simultaneously. (My apologies, I know my timeline/universe is a bit convoluted. A lot of stuff has to be revamped/rewritten to make things clearer. Don't know how long it'll take or when I'll do it, but it'll probably happen.)
So, with this, you'll likely see the outcomes of the other "cancelled" shows in the future, with some much needed revamps and updates since it's been years. (Excluding Total Legendary Island, that is no longer a canon thing for me.)
But yeah, this is what happens when shows are cancelled, everything gets determined by luck. Congratulations to Tyrantrum! One of the easiest victories in Total Pokémon history!
Folks are free to interpret/make up headcanons as to what would've probably happened if the show actually played out like it was supposed to.
Anyways, see ya guys, BYE!