Phantom Rider: Chapter 6
A/N: I'm having problems with my hard drive, so I might have to put this story on hold for a while. I apologize, and I'll keep you updated. Please review.
Disclaimer: Same thing as before.
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~Sara's POV~
I walk through the corridor, my footsteps echoing in the metal hallways, my ever-present Buddy next to me.
I walk into the stadium, ignoring the roar of the crowd as I step in.
Will walks in from the other side, eyes widening in surprise as he spots me, even with my mask on I can tell he recognizes me. "It's dangerous for you to be here." He protests, covering his portable mike with his hand.
"I have to be here, so others behind me can get the same chance. You know things will never change until someone steps in, and that's me." I say, offering my hand.
"I won't go down without a fight." He warns me with a smile, taking my hand and shaking it firmly.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." I say, then turn around and head to my platform.
I reach the platform, and as it slowly rises, I scan the crowd.
I smile as I recognize the Johto gym leaders lined up against the top of the bleachers, watching my every move.
Not a big surprise that they showed up.
"Ready?" The ref asks, and both of us nod at the same time.
"BEGIN!"
"Go Alakazam!"
"Go Shadow!" I yell, sending out my Umbreon.
He winces at the sight of the dark-type pokemon, knowing that I nailed him with his psychic-type pokemon.
"Alakazam, Thunder!"
"Faint Attack!"
Alakazam strikes first, using agility that's surprising considering how fast Shadow is.
She rolls out of the way, chittering something that sounds like: "Nah Nah Boo Boo!"
I shake my head in amusement at Shadow's antics. Some things never change.
"Shadow, have fun when we get back to the hotel room! Now, Faint Attack!" I order, purposely saying hotel room so the traitor wouldn't figure out where I'm hiding.
She chitters again at the rebuke, and attacks Alakazam for all it's worth.
He's almost fainted, but Will shakes his head. "Your Umbreon needs to get more disciplined."
Shadow glares at Will, growling deeply in her throat.
"Shadow, he's getting you distracted. Ignore him, and use Faint Attack once more to finish Alakazam off!" I yell.
"Dodge and use Thunder to finish the thing off!" Will yells.
But this time, Shadow attacks first, and with a swift blow, Alakazam's out.
"Alakazam, return! Go, Slowbro!"
So, the guidebook was right that there was a new pokemon that he uses.
Better use the one that probably has the best chance.
"Shadow, return, excellent job! Go, Mousie!"
My Raichu comes out with a cry, sparks flying from her cheeks in eager anticipation for battle.
"Slowbro, Psychic!"
"Thunder!"
The electricity comes down from the sky, giving the Slowbro quite a severe shock before it even realizes that the attack started.
Then, Slowbro strikes.
Mousie cries out as wave after wave of psychic energy hits her, and at the end of the attack, she's barely standing.
I hesitate, wondering if I should recall her and send out another pokemon that's in better shape.
"Mousie, are you okay?" I ask hesitantly, concern clearly in my voice.
She lets out an enthusiastic: "Rai!" Showing me that she's willing to fight till the end.
"Then one more time, Thunder!"
The electricity comes flying down once more, engulfing the Slowbro in a way that makes me wince in sympathy.
At the end of the devastating attack, it's clear that the Slowbro is in no shape to continue.
"Slowbro, return! Go Exeggutor!"
"Mousie return! Good work! Go Fiery!"
My Typhlosion appears in a flash of light, roaring as he spots the Exeggutor.
Will winces, "you know, I should change my pokemon every once in a while."
I shrug, "makes you less predictable."
"Well, I'll show you an unpredictably! Rollout!"
"What the?!" I say in total surprise as it does the rock attack.
"Does the word TM mean anything to you?" Will asks mockingly.
"Fiery, try to dodge it, and use Fire Punch!" I say, mentally kicking myself for not remembering about that.
He barely dodges the third attack, and I wince on how much Hit Points he lost. He then hits the Exeggutor with his fist on fire.
I glance at the Hit Points for Exeggutor on the overhead board, about halfway there, not good.
"Confusion!"
"Another Fire Punch!"
Fiery manages to attack first, knocking out the grass/psychic pokemon with a critical hit.
I blow out my breath in relief.
That was too darned close.
Thank goodness for Scope Lens attached to him.
"Typhlosion, return! I'm proud of you!"
"Exeggutor, return! Go, Xatu!"
"Go Howler!"
My Houndoom appears with an eerie howl, making my hair stand on end.
"Crunch!"
"Drill Peck!"
"Wait for an opening!" I shout.
The Xatu dives, repeatedly pecking Howler. He simply reaches out and snaps his jaws shut around him, refusing to let go, and I wince in sympathy as the Xatu squawks in pain as Will is forced to recall him before he's seriously injured.
"Clever, but deadly." He comments dryly as I recall Howler.
"I didn't ask him to do that." I shrug, "it was his decision."
"Well, you won't be able to do the same trick twice! Go Xatu!"
"Go, Zapper!"
My Electabuzz appears, smashing his fists against each other in eagerness.
"Psychic!"
"Thunder Punch!"
The Xatu's eyes glow, preparing for the attack, Zapper attacks first, paralyzing him and almost knocking him out.
Xatu doesn't get to do the attack he's completely paralyzed.
"Quickly, before Xatu recovers! Another Thunder Punch!"
He complies, and soon Will's recalling the psychic/flying pokemon while I recall Zapper.
"You won't have a chance against my last pokemon! Go Jynx!"
I smile in eager anticipation as I reach for my last pokeball, and toss out my last pokemon.
"Go, Midnight Thunder!"
There's shocked murmurs at the sight of the famous Ponyta, standing there ignoring the crowd as I told him to do last night.
I feel a surge of pride; he's ready to battle.
Will is openly gaping at the sight of the Ponyta, might as well use that to my advantage.
"Fire Blast!"
"Blizzard!"
I wince as the storm hits, and when it clears, Midnight Thunder is encased in a block of ice.
I lost.
There's no way I can win now.
"Good match, you almost..." Will trails off, and I look to see what he's staring at.
The sight makes my jaw drop.
In the place of a Ponyta that's frozen is a Rapidash.
He evolved.
I look at the icy-blue eyes, a horn that's longer than a usual Rapidash seeming like a natural extension on his forehead. The black coat rippling as his muscles move, looking like silk as he rears.
The flames are at least three feet high on his neck and back, an icy-blue color. He's at least six feet tall, and his hooves look like small black diamonds, compared to the height.
And he's mine.
The shocked murmurs of the crowd rings in my ears, and the announcer babbling in my ears seems miles away.
"You evolved," I murmur softly, and Midnight Thunder turns to me, pride shining in his eyes.
"You evolved because you knew how important this was to me. Thank you." I murmur softly.
I blink out of my trance, remembering that I'm in the middle of a battle.
"Fire Blast!"
"Try to dodge!" Will shouts a second too late.
Faster than you can blink, the flames were gathered, and shooting towards Jynx. The colors of the flames are orange and black, one of the most powerful Fire Blasts I've ever seen.
Jynx doesn't stand a chance.
The roar of the crowd is deafening along with the groans of disappointment as I recall Midnight Thunder.
"Good battle." I say, offering my hand.
"Good battle." He echoes, taking my hand and shaking it. "I hope you make it to the end, I don't like him in charge as much as you do."
I nod, "I know." I say simply, turning and leaving the stadium, already planning my battle for tomorrow.
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"Can I draw Midnight Thunder? Please?!" Tracy begs as soon as I step into the campsite.
"It's his decision," I say firmly, tossing out the pokeball containing the newly evolved Rapidash.
Soon, Tracy is happily drawing away while Midnight Thunder stands patiently eating a bucketful of his favorites: Carrots, apples and grain.
"Thanks," Tracy says, eyes still glued to the paper.
"No problem, but I would like a photocopy of him when you're done." I say, recalling Buddy so he can rest for Koga tomorrow.
"I'll do better than that, I'll make two drawings, and give you one of them." He offers, whistling to the Rapidash so he can get a good sketch of his face.
"Do it tomorrow, I want him to rest tonight." I say firmly, and he doesn't protest as he starts on the face.
"Goodnight," I say sleepily, dreaming of Midnight Thunder and me galloping through the plains after the defeat of the Elite Four...
I'm getting closer to the end.
And the final battle.
TBC...
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A/N: Cool, huh? About the Rapidash? I thought it would be a nice touch. Exeggutor can learn Rollout, it's one of the TM's that can be taught to him. Please review.
A/N: I'm having problems with my hard drive, so I might have to put this story on hold for a while. I apologize, and I'll keep you updated. Please review.
Disclaimer: Same thing as before.
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~Sara's POV~
I walk through the corridor, my footsteps echoing in the metal hallways, my ever-present Buddy next to me.
I walk into the stadium, ignoring the roar of the crowd as I step in.
Will walks in from the other side, eyes widening in surprise as he spots me, even with my mask on I can tell he recognizes me. "It's dangerous for you to be here." He protests, covering his portable mike with his hand.
"I have to be here, so others behind me can get the same chance. You know things will never change until someone steps in, and that's me." I say, offering my hand.
"I won't go down without a fight." He warns me with a smile, taking my hand and shaking it firmly.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." I say, then turn around and head to my platform.
I reach the platform, and as it slowly rises, I scan the crowd.
I smile as I recognize the Johto gym leaders lined up against the top of the bleachers, watching my every move.
Not a big surprise that they showed up.
"Ready?" The ref asks, and both of us nod at the same time.
"BEGIN!"
"Go Alakazam!"
"Go Shadow!" I yell, sending out my Umbreon.
He winces at the sight of the dark-type pokemon, knowing that I nailed him with his psychic-type pokemon.
"Alakazam, Thunder!"
"Faint Attack!"
Alakazam strikes first, using agility that's surprising considering how fast Shadow is.
She rolls out of the way, chittering something that sounds like: "Nah Nah Boo Boo!"
I shake my head in amusement at Shadow's antics. Some things never change.
"Shadow, have fun when we get back to the hotel room! Now, Faint Attack!" I order, purposely saying hotel room so the traitor wouldn't figure out where I'm hiding.
She chitters again at the rebuke, and attacks Alakazam for all it's worth.
He's almost fainted, but Will shakes his head. "Your Umbreon needs to get more disciplined."
Shadow glares at Will, growling deeply in her throat.
"Shadow, he's getting you distracted. Ignore him, and use Faint Attack once more to finish Alakazam off!" I yell.
"Dodge and use Thunder to finish the thing off!" Will yells.
But this time, Shadow attacks first, and with a swift blow, Alakazam's out.
"Alakazam, return! Go, Slowbro!"
So, the guidebook was right that there was a new pokemon that he uses.
Better use the one that probably has the best chance.
"Shadow, return, excellent job! Go, Mousie!"
My Raichu comes out with a cry, sparks flying from her cheeks in eager anticipation for battle.
"Slowbro, Psychic!"
"Thunder!"
The electricity comes down from the sky, giving the Slowbro quite a severe shock before it even realizes that the attack started.
Then, Slowbro strikes.
Mousie cries out as wave after wave of psychic energy hits her, and at the end of the attack, she's barely standing.
I hesitate, wondering if I should recall her and send out another pokemon that's in better shape.
"Mousie, are you okay?" I ask hesitantly, concern clearly in my voice.
She lets out an enthusiastic: "Rai!" Showing me that she's willing to fight till the end.
"Then one more time, Thunder!"
The electricity comes flying down once more, engulfing the Slowbro in a way that makes me wince in sympathy.
At the end of the devastating attack, it's clear that the Slowbro is in no shape to continue.
"Slowbro, return! Go Exeggutor!"
"Mousie return! Good work! Go Fiery!"
My Typhlosion appears in a flash of light, roaring as he spots the Exeggutor.
Will winces, "you know, I should change my pokemon every once in a while."
I shrug, "makes you less predictable."
"Well, I'll show you an unpredictably! Rollout!"
"What the?!" I say in total surprise as it does the rock attack.
"Does the word TM mean anything to you?" Will asks mockingly.
"Fiery, try to dodge it, and use Fire Punch!" I say, mentally kicking myself for not remembering about that.
He barely dodges the third attack, and I wince on how much Hit Points he lost. He then hits the Exeggutor with his fist on fire.
I glance at the Hit Points for Exeggutor on the overhead board, about halfway there, not good.
"Confusion!"
"Another Fire Punch!"
Fiery manages to attack first, knocking out the grass/psychic pokemon with a critical hit.
I blow out my breath in relief.
That was too darned close.
Thank goodness for Scope Lens attached to him.
"Typhlosion, return! I'm proud of you!"
"Exeggutor, return! Go, Xatu!"
"Go Howler!"
My Houndoom appears with an eerie howl, making my hair stand on end.
"Crunch!"
"Drill Peck!"
"Wait for an opening!" I shout.
The Xatu dives, repeatedly pecking Howler. He simply reaches out and snaps his jaws shut around him, refusing to let go, and I wince in sympathy as the Xatu squawks in pain as Will is forced to recall him before he's seriously injured.
"Clever, but deadly." He comments dryly as I recall Howler.
"I didn't ask him to do that." I shrug, "it was his decision."
"Well, you won't be able to do the same trick twice! Go Xatu!"
"Go, Zapper!"
My Electabuzz appears, smashing his fists against each other in eagerness.
"Psychic!"
"Thunder Punch!"
The Xatu's eyes glow, preparing for the attack, Zapper attacks first, paralyzing him and almost knocking him out.
Xatu doesn't get to do the attack he's completely paralyzed.
"Quickly, before Xatu recovers! Another Thunder Punch!"
He complies, and soon Will's recalling the psychic/flying pokemon while I recall Zapper.
"You won't have a chance against my last pokemon! Go Jynx!"
I smile in eager anticipation as I reach for my last pokeball, and toss out my last pokemon.
"Go, Midnight Thunder!"
There's shocked murmurs at the sight of the famous Ponyta, standing there ignoring the crowd as I told him to do last night.
I feel a surge of pride; he's ready to battle.
Will is openly gaping at the sight of the Ponyta, might as well use that to my advantage.
"Fire Blast!"
"Blizzard!"
I wince as the storm hits, and when it clears, Midnight Thunder is encased in a block of ice.
I lost.
There's no way I can win now.
"Good match, you almost..." Will trails off, and I look to see what he's staring at.
The sight makes my jaw drop.
In the place of a Ponyta that's frozen is a Rapidash.
He evolved.
I look at the icy-blue eyes, a horn that's longer than a usual Rapidash seeming like a natural extension on his forehead. The black coat rippling as his muscles move, looking like silk as he rears.
The flames are at least three feet high on his neck and back, an icy-blue color. He's at least six feet tall, and his hooves look like small black diamonds, compared to the height.
And he's mine.
The shocked murmurs of the crowd rings in my ears, and the announcer babbling in my ears seems miles away.
"You evolved," I murmur softly, and Midnight Thunder turns to me, pride shining in his eyes.
"You evolved because you knew how important this was to me. Thank you." I murmur softly.
I blink out of my trance, remembering that I'm in the middle of a battle.
"Fire Blast!"
"Try to dodge!" Will shouts a second too late.
Faster than you can blink, the flames were gathered, and shooting towards Jynx. The colors of the flames are orange and black, one of the most powerful Fire Blasts I've ever seen.
Jynx doesn't stand a chance.
The roar of the crowd is deafening along with the groans of disappointment as I recall Midnight Thunder.
"Good battle." I say, offering my hand.
"Good battle." He echoes, taking my hand and shaking it. "I hope you make it to the end, I don't like him in charge as much as you do."
I nod, "I know." I say simply, turning and leaving the stadium, already planning my battle for tomorrow.
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"Can I draw Midnight Thunder? Please?!" Tracy begs as soon as I step into the campsite.
"It's his decision," I say firmly, tossing out the pokeball containing the newly evolved Rapidash.
Soon, Tracy is happily drawing away while Midnight Thunder stands patiently eating a bucketful of his favorites: Carrots, apples and grain.
"Thanks," Tracy says, eyes still glued to the paper.
"No problem, but I would like a photocopy of him when you're done." I say, recalling Buddy so he can rest for Koga tomorrow.
"I'll do better than that, I'll make two drawings, and give you one of them." He offers, whistling to the Rapidash so he can get a good sketch of his face.
"Do it tomorrow, I want him to rest tonight." I say firmly, and he doesn't protest as he starts on the face.
"Goodnight," I say sleepily, dreaming of Midnight Thunder and me galloping through the plains after the defeat of the Elite Four...
I'm getting closer to the end.
And the final battle.
TBC...
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A/N: Cool, huh? About the Rapidash? I thought it would be a nice touch. Exeggutor can learn Rollout, it's one of the TM's that can be taught to him. Please review.