I do not own Pokémon.
But I do own Vincent, and all the other characters that doesn't appear in the game
If you want to use Vincent or any of the other characters, you have got to have my permission
A Grey life
Chapter 6: Fight To Win
You should know these things before reading my story
" " people speaking
( ) a person's thoughts
Translated Pokémon speech
Before the story continues: Pikajenn and Matt Morwell. I just wanna say thanks for reading this story and answering my questions. You guys have helped me alot. You are both great writers. Thanks.
After the short gym lesson, Sara knew that she had to speak with someone about Vincent. It would either be Wendy so that she could tell more about him. Or, she would speak with him herself to get her own idea of him. She decided to do both. First talk with Vincent, and later that night, talk with Wendy. She had let Sara sleep in her room for the last three days since the class B dorm was already filled up.
She found him under a large oak tree, just staring at the ground, seemingly in deep thought. She watched him for a moment there, and asked herself why she wanted to know more about him? Why was she feeling so curious about him? She had never felt like this for anyone that's for sure. She walked a little closer.
"Vincent?"
He looked up and saw Sara standing there with the sunset in her back, making her blond ponytail shine like a golden river.
"Sara, right?"
"Yeah, that's me. Why are you sitting out here? Everybody else is inside and some are still talking about what you did today." She didn't really know what to say, just talked on trying to get some of his characteristics through the way he spoke.
"I like it better out here, and if I would go inside, the people that were talking about me are just trying to start a stupid conversation."
"Are you sure they are gonna start a stupid conversation? Am I doing that right now?"
"I've lived together with this class for about two months and we haven't talked that much. Why start now? We are gonna be separated in three days anyway. Besides, I don't know what kind of person you are yet so this might get intersting."
Sara had all the time thought that he would be the strong silent type that never showed a smile. But she wasn't sure where she had Vincent Grey. When all the class was present, he stood with his arms crossed and looking like the kind of guy with a bad attitude problem. But now, he was smiling a little bit and his voice sounded mature but still filled with energy.
"You know, I just wanted to say that what you did today in gym class was great. But I still can't understand how you could do it! You just jumped right in there not thinking twice, and how you managed to catch him is still a mystery to me." Sara took a chance. He might think she was starting a stupid conversation like he had said and just walk away. But then again... he might answer.
Vincent looked back at the ground "It was just a reaction. Nothing special."
She could take a hint. No more of that subject.
"Vincent, what are you planning to do when we graduate? Take the Gym challenge like everyone else?" She had to change the subject, at least he wouldn't try to do so.
(Find out how I got here. Why I got here.)
"I... I don't know. Guess I am going to train, travel around the country. Don't know about the Gyms. I guess I'll decide when the time comes."
He had to be nice... If it was someone else, he would have walked away by now or made them go away. But she... she was special.
"So... what are you going to do then?" the lamest excuse for an ice breaker... but said was said
"I don't know either. I'll maybe try a couple of gyms and if I win, I'll try em all. I've made it fine on all the surviving tests so I'll make it great in the wild!" Sara got excited just thinking about it.
"That's great..." If anyone was bad with words, it was Vincent Grey.
The sun had completely set now and the dew was making it's silent entry on the world.
"Listen, I need to get to bed. Wendy is probably waiting for me." She was cold too
"I'll go get some sleep too." He stood himself up and raised his hand. "It's nice to meet you." He tried to make the smile as warm as possible
"Nice to meet you too, Vincent" The moment she touched his hand, she felt the hair rise in her neck.
They both went into their rooms in the dorms.
Vincent had never allowed himself to feel at home in his small room. He didn't believe in getting attached to things. Then you will just get a lot of sad emotions when you loose those things. But there was one exception. Slate. He felt like the Machop was someone he could trust. Someone that wouldn't leave or be cruel to him. He had watched Slate grow and become stronger. Eventhough he was relatively young, he had amazing strength. For a human that is. Vincent didn't know if Machops usually was like that, he had been in the world with Pokémon for two months. And they had only learned about the Pokémon that was already entered in the Pokédex.
As he laid down on his bed. He couldn't help but think of Sara. Why had she talked to him? No one had tried to do that before. Except for that Wendy girl. She had tried to begin a conversation with him in the beginning of their stay at the academy but he had used few words and she had walked away to find someone more interesting he guessed. He wasn't sure what it was but Sara was special. She made him want to be nice and to smile. There wasn't a single person he knew that made him feel like that.
(Why bother? I am gonna see her for two more days and then we are off to different ways. No feelings.)
He rolled over and tried to sleep.
Meanwhile, in Wendy's bedroom. Sara was lying on the floor in her jammies and sleeping bag while Wendy was spilling her guts on what she knew and thought about Vincent. She didn't know much but she had alot of thoughts now when she was asked about them.
"Well, I have only talked with him, like, once and he didn't seem like a very funny guy. But then again, he doesn't hang with Jak and the other guys at all and that is kinda good, I think. Coz Jak and his crew are just immature and stupid. But why you so interested in him? Got the hots for him?" Wendy was smiling the whole time talking but the last sentence she broadened her smile even more and looked devilish at Sara.
"What? No! I just think that he is... mysterious I guess. When I looked at him for the first time, he looked really grumpy and harsh. But when I talked to him I..."
"You talked to him?! When?" Wendy was almost yelling
"But when I talked to him half an hour ago, he talked some and I got a totally different impression of him."
"All I know is that he is mostly outside with his Pokémon and that he is really strong. That's about it."
"Yeah... he sure is strong... I mean, catching Jak like that! Amazing!"
"Sure is, now I gotta sleep. We'll talk more in the morning, Sara. Nighty night!" She yawned and clicked the light off.
"Night!" Now when thinking about it, Sara was really tired as well. And it didn't take long before falling asleep.
The day after started as all the other days had. At eight o' clock in the morning, everyone was gathered in the living room to find out the days schedual as usual.
"Today is not an ordinary day people. Since the graduation is tomorrow, we are going to have a Pokémon tournament."
"The contestants will be matched up together by a lottery. The winners will face each other until the final two is decided. I have written your names on a piece of paper and put them all in this hat. The girls will be fighting each other and the boys will be fighting the boys. You get the picture " He held out his own, minty green cap that he usually wore on our gym lessons.
The cap was soon empty and they all were led out to a large field were two battle fields were painted on the grass. It soon came to Vincent's knowledge that his first opponent was Lee Stone. A short guy but a true fighter. He never gave up. He only stopped doing something whe he was on the verge of breaking. Like the ropes for example. When he had stopped climbing, he laid on the floor for ten whole minutes. Exhausted.
"Lee, Vincent. Your turn" Johnny motioned to the battle ground and they both took their places. None of them said a word. Just stared at each other. Since they had went through how to battle already, there were no need for words.
"Oooh! This might get interesting" Wendy said
"BEGIN"
Vincent took out Slate's Pokéball, held it to his forehead (do your best). He enlarged it and tossed it into the arena. Slate materialized and looked ready to fight. Lee threw out his Pokèball and when the light had faded, a Poliwag stared at Slate.
Not wanting to get into a hand to hand fight with the well trained Slate, Lee decided to keep him at a distance.
"Poliwag, Bubble!"
As Poliwag began spitting out bubbles at high speed, Vincent ordered his command.
"Slate! Jump out of the way and Tackle Poliwag."
In one swift move, Slate dodged the bubbles and jumped straight at Poliwag, sending it flying and landing next to Lee.
"Poliwag, another Bubble attack!"
This time, both Slate and Vincent were too slow and five bubbles hit Slate in the midsection, making him bend over, clutching his stomache.
"Slate, Low kick!"
Not being slow to react, Slate ran over to Poliwag and kicked it into the air.
"Now, jump over it and Karate chop it to the ground!"
Poliwag hit the ground with a thud. Slate landing next to it. Ready for more.
"Come on Poliwag! Get up! Don't let them win! Get up!"
But Poliwag stayed down.
"The Winner is Vincent and his Machop!" Johnny lifted Vincen't hand in the air, declaring him as the winner.
All the other fights were ok. None interesting, in fact, one girl couldn't even give commands to her Mareep. It ignored her. It was an easy win for her opponent, the Mareep was overconfident, it showed in its eyes. Everytime the opposing Aipom got in an attack, the eyes on the Mareep flared up into rage and was soon easily defeated.
Vincent was one victory away from being the best of the boys. His opponent had won all his other mathches with ease. Not showing any mercy. His opponent was Jak Davis.
"BEGIN!"
Since Machop was faster and better at dodging than Jak's Sandshrew, Vincent decided to stand by.
"Sandshrew! Scratch it!" Sandshrew raced towards Slate with incredible speed and made three deep cuts on Slate's right shoulder.
"Sand Attack!" Clutching his arm in pain, Slate took the handful of sand right in the face, blinding him.
"Tackle!" Sandshrew threw itself at Slate, sending him flying over to Vincent's side.
"Slate! Are you ok? Vincent kneeled down to his Pokémon's side and looked straight into his eyes. The usually blue and calm eyes now looked like a storm of rage! In other words: He was pissed.
"Listen, that Sandshrew is way faster than it looks. But I know that you are stronger! I want you to dodge the next physical attack, get behind it and Karate Chop it. Got it?" Staring at his opponent, Slate just nodded.
"Use Scratch again!" Jak was a little lower in his voice this time. He stood with his arms crossed, knowing he would win.
Slate stood his ground, watching the Sandshrew throw a hard, relatively slow downwards swipe aiming for his head. At the last second, Slate sidestepped, making the Sandshrew hit nothing but air. Slate spun 180 degrees and threw most of his power into a blow connecting with Sandshrews upper back, forcing it to the ground with a loud thud.
"Tackle!"
Sandshrew quickly got on his legs again and charged at Slate. Being prepared this time, he jumped into the air and rammed his feet in the back of Sandshrews neck as he volted over it.
Sandshrew skidded across the ground and just as it stopped and forced itself back up, It's legs disappeared under it, being Low Kicked by a certain Machop.
Wanting it to be a fair fight, Vincent ordered his next command. "Slate, back away!"
"Get back up and use Fury Swipes! Don't let it get away!" Vincent could sense by the tone of Jak's voice and his body language that he wasn't so sure of winning anymore.
Sandshrew once again charged at Slate, swinging furiously with powerful, fast swipes. Slate backed away as he desperately blocked the attacks coming at him. Vincent saw that if this was to continue, Slate would make a mistake and he would lose. The brave machop was panting and was getting more exhausted by the second. It was time to finish it. But it was a risky shot. He wasn't sure how much that Sandshrew had left. And he wasn't sure if Slate was too exhausted. Either way, it would end. He could only take the chance and hoping for the best.
"Slate! Backflip!" Now there was some distance between the two Pokémon. But Sandshrew didn't even slow down, just kept racing towards the exhausted Machop. It was getting closer and closer real fast. Not much time!
"Do it now!"
Slate knew what was supposed to be done. He stood low, not wanting to get off balance. As Sandshrew was getting closer, he withdrew his right arm. Sandshrew was close enough now.
It swiped to meet Slate's left side. But instead of hitting the head, it met with Slate's left arm and the last thing it saw was a gray fist slamming to it's chin.
The slam of the punch was deafening. Vincent had seen that when Sandshrew hit, it's head was unprotected. It was perfect, they had been training on that punch for some time and if it hit, it was devastating. Sandshrew landed on the grass, out cold.
The best had happened. Vincent and Slate had won.
That's it! I know this isn't the best thing I have written but still... Let me know what you think and if you have any pointers.
Oh yeah! Review what you think of the fight! Was it ok?
/
Yorun
But I do own Vincent, and all the other characters that doesn't appear in the game
If you want to use Vincent or any of the other characters, you have got to have my permission
A Grey life
Chapter 6: Fight To Win
You should know these things before reading my story
" " people speaking
( ) a person's thoughts
Translated Pokémon speech
Before the story continues: Pikajenn and Matt Morwell. I just wanna say thanks for reading this story and answering my questions. You guys have helped me alot. You are both great writers. Thanks.
After the short gym lesson, Sara knew that she had to speak with someone about Vincent. It would either be Wendy so that she could tell more about him. Or, she would speak with him herself to get her own idea of him. She decided to do both. First talk with Vincent, and later that night, talk with Wendy. She had let Sara sleep in her room for the last three days since the class B dorm was already filled up.
She found him under a large oak tree, just staring at the ground, seemingly in deep thought. She watched him for a moment there, and asked herself why she wanted to know more about him? Why was she feeling so curious about him? She had never felt like this for anyone that's for sure. She walked a little closer.
"Vincent?"
He looked up and saw Sara standing there with the sunset in her back, making her blond ponytail shine like a golden river.
"Sara, right?"
"Yeah, that's me. Why are you sitting out here? Everybody else is inside and some are still talking about what you did today." She didn't really know what to say, just talked on trying to get some of his characteristics through the way he spoke.
"I like it better out here, and if I would go inside, the people that were talking about me are just trying to start a stupid conversation."
"Are you sure they are gonna start a stupid conversation? Am I doing that right now?"
"I've lived together with this class for about two months and we haven't talked that much. Why start now? We are gonna be separated in three days anyway. Besides, I don't know what kind of person you are yet so this might get intersting."
Sara had all the time thought that he would be the strong silent type that never showed a smile. But she wasn't sure where she had Vincent Grey. When all the class was present, he stood with his arms crossed and looking like the kind of guy with a bad attitude problem. But now, he was smiling a little bit and his voice sounded mature but still filled with energy.
"You know, I just wanted to say that what you did today in gym class was great. But I still can't understand how you could do it! You just jumped right in there not thinking twice, and how you managed to catch him is still a mystery to me." Sara took a chance. He might think she was starting a stupid conversation like he had said and just walk away. But then again... he might answer.
Vincent looked back at the ground "It was just a reaction. Nothing special."
She could take a hint. No more of that subject.
"Vincent, what are you planning to do when we graduate? Take the Gym challenge like everyone else?" She had to change the subject, at least he wouldn't try to do so.
(Find out how I got here. Why I got here.)
"I... I don't know. Guess I am going to train, travel around the country. Don't know about the Gyms. I guess I'll decide when the time comes."
He had to be nice... If it was someone else, he would have walked away by now or made them go away. But she... she was special.
"So... what are you going to do then?" the lamest excuse for an ice breaker... but said was said
"I don't know either. I'll maybe try a couple of gyms and if I win, I'll try em all. I've made it fine on all the surviving tests so I'll make it great in the wild!" Sara got excited just thinking about it.
"That's great..." If anyone was bad with words, it was Vincent Grey.
The sun had completely set now and the dew was making it's silent entry on the world.
"Listen, I need to get to bed. Wendy is probably waiting for me." She was cold too
"I'll go get some sleep too." He stood himself up and raised his hand. "It's nice to meet you." He tried to make the smile as warm as possible
"Nice to meet you too, Vincent" The moment she touched his hand, she felt the hair rise in her neck.
They both went into their rooms in the dorms.
Vincent had never allowed himself to feel at home in his small room. He didn't believe in getting attached to things. Then you will just get a lot of sad emotions when you loose those things. But there was one exception. Slate. He felt like the Machop was someone he could trust. Someone that wouldn't leave or be cruel to him. He had watched Slate grow and become stronger. Eventhough he was relatively young, he had amazing strength. For a human that is. Vincent didn't know if Machops usually was like that, he had been in the world with Pokémon for two months. And they had only learned about the Pokémon that was already entered in the Pokédex.
As he laid down on his bed. He couldn't help but think of Sara. Why had she talked to him? No one had tried to do that before. Except for that Wendy girl. She had tried to begin a conversation with him in the beginning of their stay at the academy but he had used few words and she had walked away to find someone more interesting he guessed. He wasn't sure what it was but Sara was special. She made him want to be nice and to smile. There wasn't a single person he knew that made him feel like that.
(Why bother? I am gonna see her for two more days and then we are off to different ways. No feelings.)
He rolled over and tried to sleep.
Meanwhile, in Wendy's bedroom. Sara was lying on the floor in her jammies and sleeping bag while Wendy was spilling her guts on what she knew and thought about Vincent. She didn't know much but she had alot of thoughts now when she was asked about them.
"Well, I have only talked with him, like, once and he didn't seem like a very funny guy. But then again, he doesn't hang with Jak and the other guys at all and that is kinda good, I think. Coz Jak and his crew are just immature and stupid. But why you so interested in him? Got the hots for him?" Wendy was smiling the whole time talking but the last sentence she broadened her smile even more and looked devilish at Sara.
"What? No! I just think that he is... mysterious I guess. When I looked at him for the first time, he looked really grumpy and harsh. But when I talked to him I..."
"You talked to him?! When?" Wendy was almost yelling
"But when I talked to him half an hour ago, he talked some and I got a totally different impression of him."
"All I know is that he is mostly outside with his Pokémon and that he is really strong. That's about it."
"Yeah... he sure is strong... I mean, catching Jak like that! Amazing!"
"Sure is, now I gotta sleep. We'll talk more in the morning, Sara. Nighty night!" She yawned and clicked the light off.
"Night!" Now when thinking about it, Sara was really tired as well. And it didn't take long before falling asleep.
The day after started as all the other days had. At eight o' clock in the morning, everyone was gathered in the living room to find out the days schedual as usual.
"Today is not an ordinary day people. Since the graduation is tomorrow, we are going to have a Pokémon tournament."
"The contestants will be matched up together by a lottery. The winners will face each other until the final two is decided. I have written your names on a piece of paper and put them all in this hat. The girls will be fighting each other and the boys will be fighting the boys. You get the picture " He held out his own, minty green cap that he usually wore on our gym lessons.
The cap was soon empty and they all were led out to a large field were two battle fields were painted on the grass. It soon came to Vincent's knowledge that his first opponent was Lee Stone. A short guy but a true fighter. He never gave up. He only stopped doing something whe he was on the verge of breaking. Like the ropes for example. When he had stopped climbing, he laid on the floor for ten whole minutes. Exhausted.
"Lee, Vincent. Your turn" Johnny motioned to the battle ground and they both took their places. None of them said a word. Just stared at each other. Since they had went through how to battle already, there were no need for words.
"Oooh! This might get interesting" Wendy said
"BEGIN"
Vincent took out Slate's Pokéball, held it to his forehead (do your best). He enlarged it and tossed it into the arena. Slate materialized and looked ready to fight. Lee threw out his Pokèball and when the light had faded, a Poliwag stared at Slate.
Not wanting to get into a hand to hand fight with the well trained Slate, Lee decided to keep him at a distance.
"Poliwag, Bubble!"
As Poliwag began spitting out bubbles at high speed, Vincent ordered his command.
"Slate! Jump out of the way and Tackle Poliwag."
In one swift move, Slate dodged the bubbles and jumped straight at Poliwag, sending it flying and landing next to Lee.
"Poliwag, another Bubble attack!"
This time, both Slate and Vincent were too slow and five bubbles hit Slate in the midsection, making him bend over, clutching his stomache.
"Slate, Low kick!"
Not being slow to react, Slate ran over to Poliwag and kicked it into the air.
"Now, jump over it and Karate chop it to the ground!"
Poliwag hit the ground with a thud. Slate landing next to it. Ready for more.
"Come on Poliwag! Get up! Don't let them win! Get up!"
But Poliwag stayed down.
"The Winner is Vincent and his Machop!" Johnny lifted Vincen't hand in the air, declaring him as the winner.
All the other fights were ok. None interesting, in fact, one girl couldn't even give commands to her Mareep. It ignored her. It was an easy win for her opponent, the Mareep was overconfident, it showed in its eyes. Everytime the opposing Aipom got in an attack, the eyes on the Mareep flared up into rage and was soon easily defeated.
Vincent was one victory away from being the best of the boys. His opponent had won all his other mathches with ease. Not showing any mercy. His opponent was Jak Davis.
"BEGIN!"
Since Machop was faster and better at dodging than Jak's Sandshrew, Vincent decided to stand by.
"Sandshrew! Scratch it!" Sandshrew raced towards Slate with incredible speed and made three deep cuts on Slate's right shoulder.
"Sand Attack!" Clutching his arm in pain, Slate took the handful of sand right in the face, blinding him.
"Tackle!" Sandshrew threw itself at Slate, sending him flying over to Vincent's side.
"Slate! Are you ok? Vincent kneeled down to his Pokémon's side and looked straight into his eyes. The usually blue and calm eyes now looked like a storm of rage! In other words: He was pissed.
"Listen, that Sandshrew is way faster than it looks. But I know that you are stronger! I want you to dodge the next physical attack, get behind it and Karate Chop it. Got it?" Staring at his opponent, Slate just nodded.
"Use Scratch again!" Jak was a little lower in his voice this time. He stood with his arms crossed, knowing he would win.
Slate stood his ground, watching the Sandshrew throw a hard, relatively slow downwards swipe aiming for his head. At the last second, Slate sidestepped, making the Sandshrew hit nothing but air. Slate spun 180 degrees and threw most of his power into a blow connecting with Sandshrews upper back, forcing it to the ground with a loud thud.
"Tackle!"
Sandshrew quickly got on his legs again and charged at Slate. Being prepared this time, he jumped into the air and rammed his feet in the back of Sandshrews neck as he volted over it.
Sandshrew skidded across the ground and just as it stopped and forced itself back up, It's legs disappeared under it, being Low Kicked by a certain Machop.
Wanting it to be a fair fight, Vincent ordered his next command. "Slate, back away!"
"Get back up and use Fury Swipes! Don't let it get away!" Vincent could sense by the tone of Jak's voice and his body language that he wasn't so sure of winning anymore.
Sandshrew once again charged at Slate, swinging furiously with powerful, fast swipes. Slate backed away as he desperately blocked the attacks coming at him. Vincent saw that if this was to continue, Slate would make a mistake and he would lose. The brave machop was panting and was getting more exhausted by the second. It was time to finish it. But it was a risky shot. He wasn't sure how much that Sandshrew had left. And he wasn't sure if Slate was too exhausted. Either way, it would end. He could only take the chance and hoping for the best.
"Slate! Backflip!" Now there was some distance between the two Pokémon. But Sandshrew didn't even slow down, just kept racing towards the exhausted Machop. It was getting closer and closer real fast. Not much time!
"Do it now!"
Slate knew what was supposed to be done. He stood low, not wanting to get off balance. As Sandshrew was getting closer, he withdrew his right arm. Sandshrew was close enough now.
It swiped to meet Slate's left side. But instead of hitting the head, it met with Slate's left arm and the last thing it saw was a gray fist slamming to it's chin.
The slam of the punch was deafening. Vincent had seen that when Sandshrew hit, it's head was unprotected. It was perfect, they had been training on that punch for some time and if it hit, it was devastating. Sandshrew landed on the grass, out cold.
The best had happened. Vincent and Slate had won.
That's it! I know this isn't the best thing I have written but still... Let me know what you think and if you have any pointers.
Oh yeah! Review what you think of the fight! Was it ok?
/
Yorun