I forgot to mention something in the first chapter. There is some humor & romance in this fic. I don't think there's enough of each genre to have it be considered anything other than General. I just wanted to say that. Now, let's continue on.
Once again, the disclaimer will be at the end of the chapter.
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The Young Master's Quest Ch. 2: A Short Bio & School
Before going to his room, Prince Israel stopped at the castle's indoor pokémon field. He went to the side of the arena and went to a vault. Inside this vault was a glass case that contained two hundred fifty-one master balls. A hundred twenty-five were gold and a hundred twenty-six were silver. He grabbed six master balls. One had his meowth, which was named Sadie. Another had his mewtwo, King Mewtwo. He also grabbed four more, which housed his lugia, ho-oh, zapdos, and tyrannitar.
Afterwards, he went to his room to change into his school uniform. He put on his belt which held his master balls. He put his poké gear on his wrist. He put his pokédex in his pocket. Finally, he put on his crown, which was much smaller than his father & mother's crowns. He went to the front door to ride his limo to school.
"Where to?" The driver asked Prince Israel.
"To Platinum City High." Israel answered as he was getting in. The limo then left the castle grounds. As they were driving to school, Israel started to think about his accomplishments as a pokémon trainer.
He has done what every pokémon trainer dreams about: Becoming a pokémon master. He is the only trainer in the world to own all two hundred fifty-one discovered pokémon. Ever since he started training pokémon, he has never lost a battle. As discovered in chapter one, he is the leader of the Platinum City gym. All of his pokémon are at level one hundred. Because of his undefeated record & the strength of his pokémon, any trainer that can defeat him in a battle will not just get his badge, but Prince Israel will consider him or her a pokémon master and if that trainer doesn't have 8 badges, he/she will be allowed to enter the Johto League without getting anymore badges. But that is yet to happen. Finally, he is champion of both the Johto & Kanto pokémon leagues.
When the limo arrived at the pokémon academy called Platinum City High, Israel stepped out. The school was impressive. There were two buildings, which are connected by an overhead bridge. They were made of brick. There was a fountain in front of the main building. The fountain featured a starmie statue & water came out of the top of it. It was almost as comforting to Israel as the castle itself (it IS school after all!). Israel proceeded to his first class: Poké History. On his way to the main building, Israel bumped into his best friend, Sean.
Sean is a trainer like Israel. Of course, he's not as good a trainer as Israel, but he's a fairly decent one.
"Hey Israel. What's up?" He asked as he bowed to the prince. Israel walked up to him.
"You know you don't have to bow to me unless my mom or dad is around."
"I know, but it's fun to get you all riled up like that." Sean replied. That generated a small chuckle in Israel.
"Very funny. So are ya coming to watch the tournament?"
"Actually, I'm participating in it." Sean replied.
"Cool!" Israel said. "You do know that you must have at least four badges & $50 for the entry fee, right?"
"Already taken care of." Sean replied.
"Ok. I'll see you at lunch, alright?" Israel asked.
"Yeah. See ya later." Sean said as he was walking away.
As Israel continued walking to the main building, he decided to call his assistant at the Platinum City gym through his poké gear phone. After three rings, an eighteen year-old girl answered.
"Brenda, it's me, Prince Israel." He said.
"Yes sir. How can I help you?" The girl asked.
"Are the preparations for the tournament completed yet?"
"Yes. The gym is prepared for the tournament."
"Excellent. I'll be there by four thirty this afternoon." Israel said.
"Alright. Good bye sir." Brenda said.
"Good bye." Israel hung up the phone.
As he finished his call, the bell rang to signal the start of 1st period. Israel then ran for his life to the first class on the day. Lucky for him, he made it before the teacher came in. Israel went through two more boring classes before lunch: Pokémon Battle Statistics & Proper Battle Grammar. Finally, lunchtime arrived.
Israel walked down the hallway leading up to the cafeteria, named by the students and faculty as the Platinum High Café. He reached the big metal doors marking the entrance to the café. He opened the heavy doors to enter the lunchroom.
The cafeteria was like a French restaurant. There was a chandelier over each table. Each table had four chairs, four napkins, four cups of water, four sets of utensils (woah! That's a lotta fours!), a white tablecloth, and a bread basket. It was a very romantic place…to the girls anyway. Israel sat down at the table closest to the exit. Shortly after he sat down, Sean came to the table followed by a waiter. As Sean sat down, the waiter handed each of them a menu.
"What would you like for lunch?" The waiter asked.
"I want a turkey sandwich, shrimp cocktail, and orange soda to drink." Israel ordered.
"And I'll have pizza & Pepsi to drink." Sean ordered.
"Ok. I'll be back with your orders shortly." The waiter said as he left.
Lunch arrived ten minutes later. The waiter placed each of the kids' food in front of each other. As they ate their lunches, Sean decided to speak.
"How many trainers do you think will be at the tournament?"
"I say there are going to be close to thirty trainers competing in the tournament." Israel answered.
"Do you have any info on the trainers in the competition?" Sean asked.
"Yes I do." Israel started. "As you know, every trainer that plans on participating in any & all of my tournaments must submit their background information, which contains info like their win/loss record, how many badges they got and any other accomplishments they did during their careers as pokémon trainers."
"Oh, ok." Sean said.
After they ate lunch, they decided to go out to the courtyard on campus to get some fresh air. They left without paying for lunch. They didn't really have to. All students that attend Platinum City High get their lunch for free. They did leave the waiter a tip though. It was a piece of paper that read, "Don't do drugs!"
They sat at a tree to rest before the bell rings to return them to their torture. They just sat down when a voice called out, "Are you Prince Israel, leader of the Platinum City gym?"
"Yes, I am." Israel called out while looking for the source of the voice.
"Well then, I challenge you to a battle!" The voice yelled.
"Fine. I accept your challenge. Now show yourself!" Israel yelled out while moving away from tree.
"Ok. Here I come!" The person yelled as he jumped out of the tree. The kid looked to be fourteen & a freshman.
"This battle will be a one-on-one with no time limit!" Israel announced as he faced the kid.
"Fine by me." The boy said.
"Before we begin, I would like to know your name." Israel said calmly.
"Why?" The kid asked.
"I want to know because I want to add a new name to my list of losers!" The prince laughed evilly.
"Oh yeah!? Well, you're going to lose. And my name is Jeff!" The boy yelled.
"Fine Jeff. Let's go to the field & we'll see if you're right." Israel chuckled. They then walked to the school's stadium.
It was as big as a football field. It had a place for the trainers to stand at each end of the field. There was a chalk drawing of a poké ball in the center of the field. Most of the students filled the stands. Half of the spectators, mostly girls, were yelling chants like, "Go Israel! Go Israel! It's your birthday! It's your birthday!"
"Really!? You got me presents!?" Israel yelled back. Everyone else fell over.
The other half, mostly trainers that want to be like or better than Israel yelled chants like, "Come on Jeff! Show him what real trainers are made of!"
"Looks like you got some fans!" Israel yelled over the crowd.
"Like wise!" Jeff yelled back.
The referee then made his way to the middle of the field to announce the rules.
"This match will be conducted as a gym battle!" The ref started. "Prince Israel of the Platinum City gym VS. Jeff, the challenger!" The crowd started to cheer for their favorite competitor. The ref started talking again.
"Since we're in the middle of Lunch, both trainers will use only one pokémon each! The prince's badge, the Jeweled Crown Badge, is at risk!"
Both trainers had their pokémon ready while the ref was talking. Jeff had a normal poké ball ready for battle. On the other side, Prince Israel had a silver master ball ready to go.
"Trainers ready? Pokémon trainers! Poké battle!" the ref yelled.
'Now where have I heard that before?' Israel thought.
"Blastoise! Go!" Jeff yelled while tossing his poké ball. In a bright flash, the giant turtle pokémon appeared.
"Good choice." Israel said.
'But not good enough.' He thought.
"Zap Master! Go!" He yelled as he tossed his master ball. In the same flash of light, the great bird of lightning appeared.
"Zapdos!? OH NO!" Jeff gasped. The pokémon then moved to the middle of the grassy field.
"Begin!" The ref yelled.
"Here goes nothing. Blastoise! Rain Dance attack! Now!" Jeff called out. Dark clouds started to form & it started to rain while Blastoise was dancing.
"GWAHAHAHAHA!!!" Israel laughed. "He's made this too easy! Zap Master! Thunder! Now!" Zap Master followed its master's command perfectly. It shot lightning from its body to the clouds, causing lightning to rain down on the poor water type. Blastoise, burnt to a golden brown, collapsed.
"Blastoise is out of the match! The battle goes to Prince Israel!" The referee announced.
"No! What happened!? Why did the Thunder attack hit dead on instead of miss!?" Jeff asked, dumbfounded by what happened.
"Fool!" Israel started. "While the Rain Dance attack is in effect, a few attacks, including the Thunder attack, will always hit regardless of its low accuracy."
"I had no idea…" Jeff said, close to tears.
"Oh well, it was a still a good match." Israel said as he was walking towards the other end of the arena. When he got there, he gave Jeff a handshake.
"Yeah, good match." Jeff said, feeling a little better.
"Zap Master! Return!" Israel called out while holding his master ball. A red beam shot out towards Zap Master & sucked it into the ball.
"Blastoise. Return." Jeff said and the same beam of light was shot out at Blastoise and it was brought back to its poké ball.
"Better luck next time." Israel said as he was leaving the stadium.
"Thanks." Jeff said back.
Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of lunch. The next four periods went fast for Prince Israel. At the end of eighth period, Israel got in the limo to go back to the castle & prepare for the tournament.
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A/N:
That's it for this chapter. Just a small note. The "Trainers ready? Pokémon trainers! Poké battle!" part was inspired by the show, Medabots. And now, it's disclaimer time! I don't own Pokémon, Pepsi, or Medabots. I own everything else that was mentioned in this chapter. Happy Thanksgiving!