. I'M SORRY!!!!!!!!!! I've been neglecting my stories on ff.net. I hadn't
intended too, and I feel really horrible about it. I know that I will
probably get yelled at by a lot of people (I've been yelled at by a few
already), but here is the next chapter. I'm working on this story, and no
other stories (I'm gonna get this done!), so I should have the next chapter
up by next week or something. Again, I'm really sorry.. *sniff* Don't hurt
me!
I actually wrote five pages this time! More then what I usually have it at (four) and I'll make the next few chapters longer, if I can.
ME SORRY!!!!!!!
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Chapter Seven:
Who would I choose next? True, I only did have three Pokemon with me as Rubia, but in which order is what will win me the match, thus the Volcano badge?
Glaring daggers at the elderly man, I moved my right hand over my belt, feeling for the small red and white spheres attached to my trainers belt. The first groove was cold and smooth to the touch- as they usually were- then there was a slight space between where I could feel the leather of my beaten black trainers belt and the secondary groove of my final poke ball. I still held Staryu's ball within my gloved hand, praying that it would be okay until I could get it too a Pokemon center.
Returning Staryu to my belt, I took one of the two sphere's I had not used as of yet. Enlarging the poke ball in my right hand, I whispered a silent prayer for the success of my sweet little Pokemon, and his safe return.
"Go, Poliwhirl!" I cried, pressing the small gray button, and throwing the ball into the middle of the arena.
In a flash of blinding white light, the fighting stance of my Poliwhirl appeared in the arena, in front of the smug form of Blaine's Charizard. With a snort of smoke through its nostrils, as if to say "This is all you got?", the Charizard brought up its fists and stretched its dragon-like wings.
"Poliwhirl!" I yelled over the field, my blue eyes twinkling with their own angry light, "Use your Hypnosis attack!!"
With all his might, my Poliwhirl concentrated as hard as he could, bringing forth the knowledge of how the technique was to be preformed. Blue waves of ethereal energy hit the Charizard, slowly lulling the creature into a relaxed state.
"Don't give in, Charizard!" Blaine yelled, snapping the Charizard out of my spell of Hypnosis. Charizard stumbled lazily for a moment. A moment was all I needed.
"Water Gun!" I cried. Streams of icy-cold water sprung from the spiral on Poliwhirl's stomach, coming in contact with the enemy so hard, the large lizard was thrown to the ground.
The lizard, shaking slightly with the pain of the liquid touching his skin, stood up shakily, much to my delight. It would be down soon, if I kept this up.
I attacked.
"Doubleslap!" I ordered, throwing my hand out before my form, pointing it at the struggling Charizard. The blue creature rushed forward, and with a mighty growl, started slapping the living daylights out of that over-grown, good for nothing lizard.
Ash had a Charizard.
Shaking my head, to rid myself of such disrupting thoughts, I concentrated on my Poliwhirl's movements. The creature was quite graceful, if you truly took the time too look at him. His skin, glistening with a soft sheen of moisture, was a blue only a tad darker then my own eyes. His movements were quick, yet refined, as a rapidly moving river- his body was positioned just so, his hands moved back and forth with the most effective motion as to get as many slaps in before his enemy retaliated, and he was light on his feet, as to easily get away if need be.
The Charizard was upon the floor again, and as it tried once more to raise itself, I yelled, "Water Gun, Poliwhirl!"
Another beam of water shot through Charizard's defenses, and hit home, sending the lizard to the floor with a great thump.
"Charizard is unable to battle!" I dimly heard Bonnie cry in the background, as my Poliwhirl jogged up to where I was standing, happiness shinning in his eyes.
"Charizard." I heard that old man murmur in slight disappointment, before his disappointed look was replaced with an over-confident smirk. "Well, I must commend you, Miss Rubia. I didn't think that I would need to use my strongest Pokemon against you." he voiced, as he returned his Charizard to its poke ball.
"Guess you underestimated me, huh?" I retorted, keeping my cool for once and patting my lovely tadpole on his slimy little head. He had done a great job, but was tiring rapidly. I prayed he would be fine for the final battle.
I prayed I didn't have to use my Psyduck.
Throwing his final poke ball onto the field, Blaine said, "I don't think I underestimated you at all, little girl."
In a flash of brilliance, a fairly large Magmar had appeared on the arena floor. Breathing a tiny whiff of fire from its duck-like bill, the thing glared over at my Poliwhirl, then at me. It's eyes were the color of charred ashes, yet burning still in the heat of battle. This one was determined not to let his master down.
"You can do it, Poliwhirl," I whispered in my creatures ear before shooing it off to the field.
Before I could utter a word, Blaine had yelled to his Magmar, "Use Smog attack!" and the stadium was filled a moment later with the thick, putrid smoke of that Flame Pokemon.
Coughing slightly, and trying desperately to see through the thick smoke, I tried to think of a way for my Poliwhirl to rid itself of the smog. Maybe Bubble.? It was worth a shot. If I didn't do anything, this battle would be over.
"Poliwhirl, Bubb-" but I was cut of by a shrill cry my Poliwhirl gave as the Magmar attacked.
The smoke cleared off slightly, and I could barely make out the two figures before me- Poliwhirl upon the ground, with the Flame creature standing above it.
"Finish it, Magmar," was all that Blaine said, in a highly snobbish tone. One final cry was heard from my dear Poliwhirl, before all was silent.
The smoke cleared off completely, and Bonnie sent me a sympathetic look. "Poliwhirl is unable to battle! The two are down to one Pokemon a piece!"
Three attacks. My Poliwhirl was down in three attacks.
Dammit! That Magmar had gotten a lot stronger from when I was last here. Now all I had was Psyduck, and he would probably get creamed by that walking volcano in mere seconds.
Three attacks. I thought I had trained my Poliwhirl better then that- just another reason to show how horrible I am as a trainer, I suppose. Maybe I should just give up now, and save myself the embarrassment. I should just quit.
But then what would my Pokemon think of me then? What would Tracey think of me? I was no quitter! I am Misty. No, I'm Rubia Springleaf! I'm the greatest going to be the greatest Water Pokemon trainer in the entire world! I will surpass all obstacles put in my way, learn from my mistakes, and make those that remember me as their friend proud of me!
Calling back my fainted Poliwhirl, I whispered, "I'll win this, don't you worry" to the ball before returning it to my belt. Taking up my last poke ball, my azure gaze came up slowly, to glare at the old man opposite of me. There he was, arms crossed and grinning at his pupils, convinced he had won this.
'Please,' I prayed silently to my Psyduck that was still in his ball, 'please win this. I'm sorry that I have treated you awfully- to say the very least. I will try my very best to be patient with you. I really do love you, my little friend.'
"Go, Psyduck!" I cried, throwing my final ball into the field. The ball opened and out popped my little yellow duck, its vacant look present on its face.
"Psy.?" it asked, turning to me in question. He was quite confused that I had actually called on him for once.
A flash of guilt fell across my heart, and I called to him. "Psyduck, I know that I haven't that great of a trainer, ever, but I need you now. I have treated you with less respect as I have the others, and I ask for your forgiveness. May I have it? Will you fight for me?"
A quick nod from Psyduck, and he turned to face Magmar, a look of almost determination shining through the empty mask of stupidity. There was intelligence there, I suddenly realized. Maybe not as great as some of the other Pokemon I had come up against, but it was there. How could I not have realized it before?
"Alright, Psyduck! Let's start it off easy. Scratch attack!"
The duck sprang into action, much faster then I first expected he would. Maybe his headache wasn't so bad. My eyes widened a fraction of an inch. If he didn't have a bad headache, then he wouldn't be able to use his psychic attacks.
That would be no good.
Psyduck scratched the belly of the giant Magmar, dealing as much damage as it could muster- though it only aided in angering the walking flame. With a great sweep of it's massive arm, Magmar hit my Psyduck away from itself with a Fire Punch. I winced in sympathy, then frowned when Psyduck started running away in the opposite direction, a black smudge upon his forehead.
Blaine started laughing at this point, along with several of the Jr. Trainers. Bonnie, however, gazed at Psyduck in worry.
"What is with your Psyduck, Rubia?" laughed Blaine as Psyduck ran back and forth on the gym floor. All I could do was glare in defense, staying silent.
"Magmar, use another Fire Punch." Blaine said off-handily, waving his hand in the general direction at where Psyduck had stumbled over a stone.
Gasping as Magmar shot towards my duck, I screamed, "Psyduck! Look out behind you!!" As he turned around, heeding my warning for once, he got a fist full of flames shoved into his beak. Even from where I was standing, I could hear the tiny snapping noise of Psyduck's beak cracking, before the poor thing fell to the floor with a painful thud.
"Psyduck!" I cried, gazing at the duck with a startled stare. Was it over so soon? Had I lost?
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Was Psyduck okay?
I let out a relieved sigh as I saw Psyduck stumble to his feet and I withdrew my poke ball from its holder. I wouldn't push Psyduck so hard when he hasn't even been trained properly. It wouldn't be fair to him.
"Psyduck, return." I said in a low, disappointed voice. I wasn't disappointed with my Pokemon- they had all done very well for their levels- but I was disappointed in myself. I had to train Psyduck and the others harder, so that one-day we could come back to this island to win that Volcano Badge. One day.
As the beam of red light shot towards Psyduck, the duck suddenly looked up. Seeing the beam bursting towards him, he ducked out of the way, before standing up tall, half-glaring at me.
"Psyduck." He still wanted to fight. But he was hurt! I couldn't let him go on. I had to end it!
Trying to return him to his poke ball once more, he jumped out of the way, screaming something along the line of "I want to win this for you! Give me a chance!" How could I not?
Before I could give my okay, Magmar jumped Psyduck with another Fire Punch, throwing him to the floor.
Psyduck looked up at Magmar from the ground, the mask of stupidity completely erased from his yellow visage. His black eyes, narrowed in anger, blazed with an inner rage so powerful, I'm sure he could have lit a campfire with its intensity. I've never seen Psyduck look this way before- it was unnerving.
An ethereal white light slowly formed about the fallen ducks form, gradually hiding his body from view. The light intensified- so much so that I had to cover my eyes in attempt to see what was happening. I could see nothing but the white light.
The glow dimmed slightly, and through a slight mist I saw a tall, elegant creature of deep blue, with a crown of four blue spikes and webbed hands and feet.
I knew, then, that Magmar didn't have a chance.
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I hope you liked it. And I'm sorry again! If yah wanna send me any comments, please review (or send me a mail at waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com). Thanks!
~~Esylie Reechan~~
I actually wrote five pages this time! More then what I usually have it at (four) and I'll make the next few chapters longer, if I can.
ME SORRY!!!!!!!
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Chapter Seven:
Who would I choose next? True, I only did have three Pokemon with me as Rubia, but in which order is what will win me the match, thus the Volcano badge?
Glaring daggers at the elderly man, I moved my right hand over my belt, feeling for the small red and white spheres attached to my trainers belt. The first groove was cold and smooth to the touch- as they usually were- then there was a slight space between where I could feel the leather of my beaten black trainers belt and the secondary groove of my final poke ball. I still held Staryu's ball within my gloved hand, praying that it would be okay until I could get it too a Pokemon center.
Returning Staryu to my belt, I took one of the two sphere's I had not used as of yet. Enlarging the poke ball in my right hand, I whispered a silent prayer for the success of my sweet little Pokemon, and his safe return.
"Go, Poliwhirl!" I cried, pressing the small gray button, and throwing the ball into the middle of the arena.
In a flash of blinding white light, the fighting stance of my Poliwhirl appeared in the arena, in front of the smug form of Blaine's Charizard. With a snort of smoke through its nostrils, as if to say "This is all you got?", the Charizard brought up its fists and stretched its dragon-like wings.
"Poliwhirl!" I yelled over the field, my blue eyes twinkling with their own angry light, "Use your Hypnosis attack!!"
With all his might, my Poliwhirl concentrated as hard as he could, bringing forth the knowledge of how the technique was to be preformed. Blue waves of ethereal energy hit the Charizard, slowly lulling the creature into a relaxed state.
"Don't give in, Charizard!" Blaine yelled, snapping the Charizard out of my spell of Hypnosis. Charizard stumbled lazily for a moment. A moment was all I needed.
"Water Gun!" I cried. Streams of icy-cold water sprung from the spiral on Poliwhirl's stomach, coming in contact with the enemy so hard, the large lizard was thrown to the ground.
The lizard, shaking slightly with the pain of the liquid touching his skin, stood up shakily, much to my delight. It would be down soon, if I kept this up.
I attacked.
"Doubleslap!" I ordered, throwing my hand out before my form, pointing it at the struggling Charizard. The blue creature rushed forward, and with a mighty growl, started slapping the living daylights out of that over-grown, good for nothing lizard.
Ash had a Charizard.
Shaking my head, to rid myself of such disrupting thoughts, I concentrated on my Poliwhirl's movements. The creature was quite graceful, if you truly took the time too look at him. His skin, glistening with a soft sheen of moisture, was a blue only a tad darker then my own eyes. His movements were quick, yet refined, as a rapidly moving river- his body was positioned just so, his hands moved back and forth with the most effective motion as to get as many slaps in before his enemy retaliated, and he was light on his feet, as to easily get away if need be.
The Charizard was upon the floor again, and as it tried once more to raise itself, I yelled, "Water Gun, Poliwhirl!"
Another beam of water shot through Charizard's defenses, and hit home, sending the lizard to the floor with a great thump.
"Charizard is unable to battle!" I dimly heard Bonnie cry in the background, as my Poliwhirl jogged up to where I was standing, happiness shinning in his eyes.
"Charizard." I heard that old man murmur in slight disappointment, before his disappointed look was replaced with an over-confident smirk. "Well, I must commend you, Miss Rubia. I didn't think that I would need to use my strongest Pokemon against you." he voiced, as he returned his Charizard to its poke ball.
"Guess you underestimated me, huh?" I retorted, keeping my cool for once and patting my lovely tadpole on his slimy little head. He had done a great job, but was tiring rapidly. I prayed he would be fine for the final battle.
I prayed I didn't have to use my Psyduck.
Throwing his final poke ball onto the field, Blaine said, "I don't think I underestimated you at all, little girl."
In a flash of brilliance, a fairly large Magmar had appeared on the arena floor. Breathing a tiny whiff of fire from its duck-like bill, the thing glared over at my Poliwhirl, then at me. It's eyes were the color of charred ashes, yet burning still in the heat of battle. This one was determined not to let his master down.
"You can do it, Poliwhirl," I whispered in my creatures ear before shooing it off to the field.
Before I could utter a word, Blaine had yelled to his Magmar, "Use Smog attack!" and the stadium was filled a moment later with the thick, putrid smoke of that Flame Pokemon.
Coughing slightly, and trying desperately to see through the thick smoke, I tried to think of a way for my Poliwhirl to rid itself of the smog. Maybe Bubble.? It was worth a shot. If I didn't do anything, this battle would be over.
"Poliwhirl, Bubb-" but I was cut of by a shrill cry my Poliwhirl gave as the Magmar attacked.
The smoke cleared off slightly, and I could barely make out the two figures before me- Poliwhirl upon the ground, with the Flame creature standing above it.
"Finish it, Magmar," was all that Blaine said, in a highly snobbish tone. One final cry was heard from my dear Poliwhirl, before all was silent.
The smoke cleared off completely, and Bonnie sent me a sympathetic look. "Poliwhirl is unable to battle! The two are down to one Pokemon a piece!"
Three attacks. My Poliwhirl was down in three attacks.
Dammit! That Magmar had gotten a lot stronger from when I was last here. Now all I had was Psyduck, and he would probably get creamed by that walking volcano in mere seconds.
Three attacks. I thought I had trained my Poliwhirl better then that- just another reason to show how horrible I am as a trainer, I suppose. Maybe I should just give up now, and save myself the embarrassment. I should just quit.
But then what would my Pokemon think of me then? What would Tracey think of me? I was no quitter! I am Misty. No, I'm Rubia Springleaf! I'm the greatest going to be the greatest Water Pokemon trainer in the entire world! I will surpass all obstacles put in my way, learn from my mistakes, and make those that remember me as their friend proud of me!
Calling back my fainted Poliwhirl, I whispered, "I'll win this, don't you worry" to the ball before returning it to my belt. Taking up my last poke ball, my azure gaze came up slowly, to glare at the old man opposite of me. There he was, arms crossed and grinning at his pupils, convinced he had won this.
'Please,' I prayed silently to my Psyduck that was still in his ball, 'please win this. I'm sorry that I have treated you awfully- to say the very least. I will try my very best to be patient with you. I really do love you, my little friend.'
"Go, Psyduck!" I cried, throwing my final ball into the field. The ball opened and out popped my little yellow duck, its vacant look present on its face.
"Psy.?" it asked, turning to me in question. He was quite confused that I had actually called on him for once.
A flash of guilt fell across my heart, and I called to him. "Psyduck, I know that I haven't that great of a trainer, ever, but I need you now. I have treated you with less respect as I have the others, and I ask for your forgiveness. May I have it? Will you fight for me?"
A quick nod from Psyduck, and he turned to face Magmar, a look of almost determination shining through the empty mask of stupidity. There was intelligence there, I suddenly realized. Maybe not as great as some of the other Pokemon I had come up against, but it was there. How could I not have realized it before?
"Alright, Psyduck! Let's start it off easy. Scratch attack!"
The duck sprang into action, much faster then I first expected he would. Maybe his headache wasn't so bad. My eyes widened a fraction of an inch. If he didn't have a bad headache, then he wouldn't be able to use his psychic attacks.
That would be no good.
Psyduck scratched the belly of the giant Magmar, dealing as much damage as it could muster- though it only aided in angering the walking flame. With a great sweep of it's massive arm, Magmar hit my Psyduck away from itself with a Fire Punch. I winced in sympathy, then frowned when Psyduck started running away in the opposite direction, a black smudge upon his forehead.
Blaine started laughing at this point, along with several of the Jr. Trainers. Bonnie, however, gazed at Psyduck in worry.
"What is with your Psyduck, Rubia?" laughed Blaine as Psyduck ran back and forth on the gym floor. All I could do was glare in defense, staying silent.
"Magmar, use another Fire Punch." Blaine said off-handily, waving his hand in the general direction at where Psyduck had stumbled over a stone.
Gasping as Magmar shot towards my duck, I screamed, "Psyduck! Look out behind you!!" As he turned around, heeding my warning for once, he got a fist full of flames shoved into his beak. Even from where I was standing, I could hear the tiny snapping noise of Psyduck's beak cracking, before the poor thing fell to the floor with a painful thud.
"Psyduck!" I cried, gazing at the duck with a startled stare. Was it over so soon? Had I lost?
.
Was Psyduck okay?
I let out a relieved sigh as I saw Psyduck stumble to his feet and I withdrew my poke ball from its holder. I wouldn't push Psyduck so hard when he hasn't even been trained properly. It wouldn't be fair to him.
"Psyduck, return." I said in a low, disappointed voice. I wasn't disappointed with my Pokemon- they had all done very well for their levels- but I was disappointed in myself. I had to train Psyduck and the others harder, so that one-day we could come back to this island to win that Volcano Badge. One day.
As the beam of red light shot towards Psyduck, the duck suddenly looked up. Seeing the beam bursting towards him, he ducked out of the way, before standing up tall, half-glaring at me.
"Psyduck." He still wanted to fight. But he was hurt! I couldn't let him go on. I had to end it!
Trying to return him to his poke ball once more, he jumped out of the way, screaming something along the line of "I want to win this for you! Give me a chance!" How could I not?
Before I could give my okay, Magmar jumped Psyduck with another Fire Punch, throwing him to the floor.
Psyduck looked up at Magmar from the ground, the mask of stupidity completely erased from his yellow visage. His black eyes, narrowed in anger, blazed with an inner rage so powerful, I'm sure he could have lit a campfire with its intensity. I've never seen Psyduck look this way before- it was unnerving.
An ethereal white light slowly formed about the fallen ducks form, gradually hiding his body from view. The light intensified- so much so that I had to cover my eyes in attempt to see what was happening. I could see nothing but the white light.
The glow dimmed slightly, and through a slight mist I saw a tall, elegant creature of deep blue, with a crown of four blue spikes and webbed hands and feet.
I knew, then, that Magmar didn't have a chance.
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I hope you liked it. And I'm sorry again! If yah wanna send me any comments, please review (or send me a mail at waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com). Thanks!
~~Esylie Reechan~~