Happy Holidays to all the readers of this fic. :)

In Silver's last adventure, Silver journeyed up to the Sprout Tower, expecting to battle some tough trainers
to gain more experience, when he learns the towers elder is in trouble. He battles another person to gain
entry to the elders chambers, but what he finds up there is surprising.

Chapter 11: Battling the Elder

"Stay away from him!", Silver yelled out to Gold. Gold turned around, and Silver saw he and the elder were
in the middle of a battle. Silver stopped dead in his tracks in surprise. Gold made an angry look at him.

"Why are you here, interuppting our battle", Gold said angrily. Silver took a step back.

"I thought you were going to steal the Elder's Pokemon", Silver snapped back.

"I wouldn't steal such worthless Pokemon", Gold said. The elder looked angry at that remark.

"Leave this place at once", The elder said, "Just take your Pokemon and leave". Gold returned his
Totodile to it's pokeball and turned to Silver.

"I would have won if you wouldn't have interferred", Gold shouted. Silver started to say something, but
Gold pulled out an escape rope and used it to leave.

"So, you've come to seek an HM?", asked the elder.

"I suppose", said Silver.

"You're generosity is greatly appreciated", the elder told Silver, "When you came up here to help me,
when you thought I was in danger, you came to my aide. I suppose you'd do the same for your Pokemon?"

"Of course", said Silver.

"Of course, it takes more than words to show that kind of affection with your Pokemon", the elder said.
He pulled out a Pokeball.

"You must prove your worth", he said, "Unlike that other trainer, I'm sure you won't push your Pokemon as
hard as he did". Silver pulled out his Pokeball, he knew just who he would use.

"Go Bellsprout!", yelled the Elder, throwing out his pokeball. Bellsprout popped out. Silver held his
Pokeball out.

"Cyndaquil, I choose you!", Silver shouted. The ball opened and Cyndaquil came out.

"Bellsprout, let's start with a vine whip", the Elder commanded. Bellsprout shot out it's vines.

"Cyndaquil, let's burn up those vines with an ember", Silver said.

"Cyndaaaaaaaa!", Cyndaquil shouted as it shot out small embers from it's mouth. They came into contact
with Bellsprout and weakened it enough to knock it out.

"Bellsprout, return!", cried the Elder, returning Bellsprout to it's ball. He commented on Silver's technique.

"Chossing a Pokemon that's stronger than your opponents is proper, and truly shows you know the basics
of proper Pokemon training", the Elder said, "But it'll be hard to counter this". The elder pulled out another
Pokeball and threw it.

"Hoot Hoot, I choose you!", He cried, throwing the pokeball, an owl came out.

"Hoo Hoo!", it said. Silver checked out his pokedex and learned some data about Hoot Hoot.

"We may be able to handle this, Cyndaquil, go get it!", Silver commanded.

"Cynda!", it cried, ready for battle. The Hoot Hoot looked tough.

"Hoot Hoot, peck attack!", commanded the elder. Hoot Hoot flew over to Cyndaquil. Cyndaquil dodged
it.

"Cyndaquil, use your Tackle attack", Silver said. Cyndaquil went running at Hoot Hoot and hit it hard.
Hoot Hoot got up.

"Man, that Hoot Hoot is strong", Silver thought to himself, "This is perfect, I will become more experienced
if I beat it".

"Hoot Hoot, try peck again", said the elder. Hoot Hoot started to peck at Cyndaquil.

"Cyndaquil!, get away", Silver shouted. Cyndaquil was fast enough to escape the Peck attack.

"Now use ember", Silver said. Cyndaquil shot embers at Hoot Hoot, hurting it, but not much.

"Hoot Hoot, tackle!", shouted the elder. Hoot Hoot flew at Cyndaquil and came in contact, hurting it
badly. But Cyndaquil was still strong enough to continue the match. It went on for another 10 minutes.
Both Pokemon were able to dodge each others attacks a lot, and there were few hits between the two
Pokemon. But Hoot Hoot looked very weak.

"Ok, Cyndaquil!", SIlver said. But then he stopped and looked at the Hoot Hoot. It was extremely exhausted,
and another hit would hurt it very badly. Silver then thought of Gold, and how his training method was.
Overworking his Pokemon and hurting others. He then thought of Prof. Elm, what would he say? Then
Silver thought of Crystal and what she might think of him. The Hoot Hoot was gasping for air now.
There was only one option.

"Stop the match!", Silver shouted, "I concede". He returned Cyndaquil to his ball and the Elder returned
his Hoot Hoot to it's ball.

"I am truly impressed", the elder said, "The most important thing about being a good trainer is knowing
when to stop. You know how the game is played. You are truly one with your Pokemon". Silver blushed.

"Take this HM05, it can teach Flash to a Pokemon", the elder said, handing Silver a little black box, "You
can reuse it over and over, unlike TM's".

"Thank you", said Silver, looking at the box in his hand, "I guess i'll see you later!".

"I do hope we meet again", the elder said, "Bye-bye". Silver bid fairwell to the young lady and the old man
and set out to the Pokemon Center to await the next day for his gym match.