Chapter 5: The Little Cup (Part Three)
(The Accident)
(Authors note: This has some bad scenes that you will read that is sort of grusome, so if you are a young reader you might not want to read the ending. That is all!)
Jacks' platform was lowered until it was completly on the ground. "Good Job, Rattata, Spearow." he said to himself. The doctors took Sentret to give to Nurse Joy to possibly heal..if its not already dead from blood loss.
Jack may of seemed happy from the outside, but actually he was sad, sadder than you can imagine. His first pokemon, and his best friend is in critical condition just because he wanted to win this tournament to prove to himself that he is a strong trainer.
The manager walked out of the locker room holding a clipboard seeming like he wanted to talk about something.
"Jack Baral right?" Jack nodded in a response. "I like to say that we don't know if your Sentret will make it. And also whats the situation here, do you have a fourth pokemon that you can use to replace Sentret?" Jack shook his head.
"How can I continue this if I only have two usuable pokemon?" Jack asked the manager. He was having problems with him because Sentret needed medical attention and he only had three pokemon.
"We don't know.." The manager said. "But, we can ask your opponent to use one or maybe two pokemon."
"That would be nice, but I am thinking of just quitting, I don't want to risk my Pokemons status."
"That shouldn't of happened, that Totodile just slashed in the wrong place."
"And the other problem is that I cannot afford to get Sentret treated properly."
"We can try to pay it off for you. It was our fault that, that incident occured."
"Let me think about this." Jack said and walked off. I was still in my pokeball, waiting to be released by Jack.
"Jack Barrol VS Joey Armeston, this battle will only consist of one pokemon because of the incident with his Sentret." The announcer said. "Rattata go!" Jack shouted. I got released from my pokeball. It was that guy! The person who screamed at me, and say I was unworthy and dumb! (See The First Chapter for Further Details)
I growled. "It's that Rattata! Go Rattata! Beat it up just like last time!" Joey threw the pokeball. The Rattata poped out. I was baring my fangs at it, growling. "Rattata isn't that agressive.." Jack said to himself. "But maybe its for the better."
"Rattata! Quick Attack!" Joeys Rattata ran at me as fast as it could. "Quick attack back!" I ran at it. The two of us collided and fell. We got up still growling at each other. "Hyperfang!" His Rattata bit my tail with its fangs. "Bite back!" I bit its tail. It looked like we were in a circle. The two of us let go of each others tail.
We both backed up. "Bubblebeam!" His Rattata sucked in some air then released a beam of bubbles at me. I got hit by each one of him. I fell backwards onto the arena. "Make it go flying! Quick Attack!" His Rattata ran at me and smashed into me head-first. I flew back and hit the wall. The impact of the wall hurting more than the attack.
"Now throw it with Hyperfang!" His Rattata jabbed his teeth into my tail then liefted me. It threw me into the middle of the arena. "Finish it! Slash!" His Rattata pinned me into the ground and slashed me in the face.
"Rattata no!" Jack called out. I layed in the middle of the arena...dead? Unconscience? Everything was black. I did nothing, no moving, no breathing. Jack cried, he buried his head into his hands and just cried, "Joey, the trainer from Cherrygrove won!" the announcer said.
No one was aware that I was dying, or already dead! Jack ran up to my motionless body and picked it up. Blood was getting all over his sleeves and on his hands. He covered up the wound with his hands to try to stop blood from coming out of the many wounds and to cover it so everyone won't see the condition I was in. "Rattata...no... Please don't be dead!" Jack cried as he ran out of the dome.
(The Accident)
(Authors note: This has some bad scenes that you will read that is sort of grusome, so if you are a young reader you might not want to read the ending. That is all!)
Jacks' platform was lowered until it was completly on the ground. "Good Job, Rattata, Spearow." he said to himself. The doctors took Sentret to give to Nurse Joy to possibly heal..if its not already dead from blood loss.
Jack may of seemed happy from the outside, but actually he was sad, sadder than you can imagine. His first pokemon, and his best friend is in critical condition just because he wanted to win this tournament to prove to himself that he is a strong trainer.
The manager walked out of the locker room holding a clipboard seeming like he wanted to talk about something.
"Jack Baral right?" Jack nodded in a response. "I like to say that we don't know if your Sentret will make it. And also whats the situation here, do you have a fourth pokemon that you can use to replace Sentret?" Jack shook his head.
"How can I continue this if I only have two usuable pokemon?" Jack asked the manager. He was having problems with him because Sentret needed medical attention and he only had three pokemon.
"We don't know.." The manager said. "But, we can ask your opponent to use one or maybe two pokemon."
"That would be nice, but I am thinking of just quitting, I don't want to risk my Pokemons status."
"That shouldn't of happened, that Totodile just slashed in the wrong place."
"And the other problem is that I cannot afford to get Sentret treated properly."
"We can try to pay it off for you. It was our fault that, that incident occured."
"Let me think about this." Jack said and walked off. I was still in my pokeball, waiting to be released by Jack.
"Jack Barrol VS Joey Armeston, this battle will only consist of one pokemon because of the incident with his Sentret." The announcer said. "Rattata go!" Jack shouted. I got released from my pokeball. It was that guy! The person who screamed at me, and say I was unworthy and dumb! (See The First Chapter for Further Details)
I growled. "It's that Rattata! Go Rattata! Beat it up just like last time!" Joey threw the pokeball. The Rattata poped out. I was baring my fangs at it, growling. "Rattata isn't that agressive.." Jack said to himself. "But maybe its for the better."
"Rattata! Quick Attack!" Joeys Rattata ran at me as fast as it could. "Quick attack back!" I ran at it. The two of us collided and fell. We got up still growling at each other. "Hyperfang!" His Rattata bit my tail with its fangs. "Bite back!" I bit its tail. It looked like we were in a circle. The two of us let go of each others tail.
We both backed up. "Bubblebeam!" His Rattata sucked in some air then released a beam of bubbles at me. I got hit by each one of him. I fell backwards onto the arena. "Make it go flying! Quick Attack!" His Rattata ran at me and smashed into me head-first. I flew back and hit the wall. The impact of the wall hurting more than the attack.
"Now throw it with Hyperfang!" His Rattata jabbed his teeth into my tail then liefted me. It threw me into the middle of the arena. "Finish it! Slash!" His Rattata pinned me into the ground and slashed me in the face.
"Rattata no!" Jack called out. I layed in the middle of the arena...dead? Unconscience? Everything was black. I did nothing, no moving, no breathing. Jack cried, he buried his head into his hands and just cried, "Joey, the trainer from Cherrygrove won!" the announcer said.
No one was aware that I was dying, or already dead! Jack ran up to my motionless body and picked it up. Blood was getting all over his sleeves and on his hands. He covered up the wound with his hands to try to stop blood from coming out of the many wounds and to cover it so everyone won't see the condition I was in. "Rattata...no... Please don't be dead!" Jack cried as he ran out of the dome.
