The next couple of chapters are going to continue straight on after the last.
Yeh, Dragonair rules! It can be SO cute, but when it comes to the weather and battling and things, it's just...dark and powerful...
Right, Clair vs. Yellow. Two characters I don't actually like that much. The end of this chapter's kind of weird...like...it'll be explained in the next...
"So, you're early."
Yellow sadly nodded her head.
"Don't act sorry! What would you care!" Clair stomped furiously towards her end of the battlefield. "I'm no WAY going to take it easy on you. I'll battle fairly as a gym leader..."
Clair clicked her fingers and the battlefield slowly started descending. Yellow began to sweat, it had suddenly become very hot. Then she realized that they were now surrounded by a pit of lava.
"...and suit my Dragons to their habitat." She smirked at Yellow's blank expression. "Dragons love the heat."
Yellow automatically reached for her first pokémon.
"Go..."
"Where are your manners? If your rudeness hasn't noticed, I am your superior! As a Master of Dragon pokémon, that is."
Lance made the first sound in ages – a long, embarrassed groan.
"I won't let any more Dragon Masters stand over me!" Yellow called. "And you haven't even taken the test!"
Clair continued to stare unfocused into Yellow's face until the last echoing tone throbbed away, then made her move.
"Kingdra, you're up." she muttered calmly.
"Let's go, Omask!"
"Omastar! Water versus Water? Where is your brain? Oh, maybe Lance possessed you. That may explain the extreme lack of strategy."
"He's still listening." Yellow informed her.
"Kingdra, use Twister!" Clair cried. Omask was bombarded by the whirlwind but stood its ground...
"Is that the best Dragon move you can do?" Yellow shouted out in a brave but shaky voice.
Clair pulled a face and growled. Yellow smirked – she knew that Twister was the only Dragon move Kingdra could learn unless bred.
"You...take...that...BACK!" Clair was completely maroon and she cracked her whip loudly on the ground.
Yellow was taking it too far.
"You don't hit your pokémon with that whip you carry, do you?"
Clair was now magenta. Yellow was just about to ask her how she got from maroon to magenta so fast, but the gym leader screamed out another order.
"Use your Hydro Pump!"
"Omask, you do the same!"
Before they knew it, there was a clash and both pokémon were separated by a wall of water.
"Now Kingdra, use Ice Beam!"
Kingdra didn't seem to do anything. But then Yellow noticed that the Hydro Pump was freezing rapidly...the Ice froze Kingdra's Hydro Pump, then it ran down Omask's, then...
"Omask!" Yellow knelt beside her frozen pokémon and defrosted it with her Viridian power, but it only fainted as a result of the cold.
"Hmm...interesting..." Clair said in an irritating voice, adjusting her cape. "I thought you said something about there being no better Dragon type moves?"
"I knew it would know other moves..." Yellow said between clenched teeth, withdrawing Omask. "But I thought that as a 'Master of Dragon pokémon' you would rely on your Dragons to win..."
Clair was furious.
"I do NOT rely on my Dragons to win a match!" she shouted. "How DARE you hypothesize such a remark! All pokémon have just as much a chance of winning as another, including Dragons. It just depends on the situation!"
Yellow was rigid. She hadn't really noticed the heat up until now, but it was starting to get to her.
"Go, Dragonair!"
"Go Golosk!"
"Rock and Dragon?" Clair raised an eyebrow.
"Will you STOP looking at the types? To me, types don't matter! I base which pokémon I use on experience!" Yellow was completely ignoring Lance's words.
"Listen kiddo. Don't rely on experiences when you battle the Dragon type..."
"I've already been given that advice. I refuse to accept it."
Lance swore, which was understandable. She wasn't following a Dragon Master's advice against the Blackthorn Gym Leader.
"Dragons are weak against..."
"Shut up Lance. I don't want to know." Yellow hissed. "I know we both want to be away from each other, but I also want to do this on my own."
"You're unbelievable!" Lance wailed, "This is stupid, just listen to me! All of them can use their weakness!"
"I said NO!"
Clair was waiting to begin the next battle.
"Dragonair, use Agility!"
"Rollout!"
Clair made a confused noise as Dragonair sped forward and Golosk began to roll towards it's oncoming foe...
BANG!
The two pokémon collided with a sickening crunch. Dragonair was flung into the wall and slumped to the floor in a heap, motionless.
"No..." Clair gasped. But Dragonair slowly lifted its head and floated back into the battle.
"Golosk, Double Edge!"
But the Agility Dragonair had used on the last turn had worked. It swiftly dodged Golosk causing it to crash into the wall. But the sturdy pokémon was still standing...
"Dragonair, Slam!"
A jeweled tail swung out at the Golem but it was grabbed and thrust into the lava. Clair screeched in rage as Dragonair thrashed around and knocked both the trainers off their feet.
"Oh..." Yellow said, pretending to be surprised and blinking. "I thought you said Dragon pokémon like the heat!"
"They do, but they wouldn't like it if they were hurled into a volcano!" Clair roared.
"OK, OK!" Yellow moved back from the steaming gym leader. "No need to breathe fire all over me."
Clair let out a cry of frustration and yelled at her pokémon.
"Dragonair, use Dragon Rage!"
Dragonair was clearly in the mood to use this attack. It roared in anguish and blasted flames around the Gym...
"Dragon Rage only takes off 40 hit points at a time." Yellow pointed out as Golosk jumped to its feet.
"I know, you stupid girl! I've trained Dragons for several years!" Clair spat.
"Excuse me," Yellow said sweetly, "But I'm far from stupid." She smirked as Clair's irritated meter overflowed.
"AAARGH!"
"Golosk, use Earthquake!" Yellow cried out. She heard a faint cry of 'not in the gym!' before an enormous tremor shook the area. A current swept through the lava pool around the battlefield then the ground fell still again, revealing a fissure through the middle of the floor, a fainted Dragonair and a kettle that looked oddly like Clair.
"You win." Clair snarled through gritted teeth. She withdrew Dragonair.
"Nice battling Golosk!" It was sucked back into the pokeball.
Clair took a moment to glare at her opponent and Lance decided to pipe up.
"I guess you won without experience."
"Yes." Yellow said, coldly.
"Yellow, I'm sorry about earlier. You couldn't help it. And if anything, I should have told you in advance. Dreams are unpredictable and magnetic things."
"Which means..."
"You can never tell what's going to happen. And you can hardly ever leave them willingly either. In a lot of cases, the subconscious mind is more powerful than the everyday one you control. And if two minds combine, who is controlled enough to know?"
Clair's voice suddenly rang around the room.
"Are you ready yet!" she said, curtly. "Or were you busy talking to my cousin?"
"Yes." Yellow called, cheerfully. Lance suddenly interrupted again.
"Tell her to let you win. She's a disgrace to Dragon users anyway."
"Lance says to let me win." Yellow repeated. "You're a disgrace to Dragon users anyway."
Clair was not amused.
"Go, Gyarados!"
"Go, Dodosk!"
The atrocious pokémon erupted from the pokeball as its opponent, a Dodrio appeared.
"Gyarados, lets begin with Bite!"
"Tri Attack!"
The Gyarados leered forward but only got a mouthful of air. It toppled forwards as it was bombarded with a combination of elements.
"Gyarados, use Rain Dance!"
"Pursuit!"
Gyarados roared as the triple-bird pokémon collided with it again. A soft drizzle began to fall.
"Gyarados, Hydro Pump!"
The powerful water attack crashed into Dodosk and Yellow cried out.
"Dodosk, keep it up! Fury Attack!"
A flurry of beaks and claws flashed through the air...
"Dragon Rage!"
The fire leaped around the gym but the agile bird dodged it skillfully...
"DRILL PECK!"
The Gyarados let out one last cry and crashed to the ground.
Yellow looked up at Clair, and was surprised to see that she was smiling and holding out a black and silver badge in the shape of a Dragon's head.
"Here. The Rising badge is yours."
Aerocky: O.o
DE: You like?
Aerocky: You know the answer...
DE: Why?
Aerocky: You made your favourite type EVER lose to YELLOW!
DE: It has to end somewhere.
Aerocky: GOOD! END IT! Write one called 'Darkest Evil and Aerocky' next.
DE: NO! AEROCKY SUCKS!
Aerocky: That's only because you taught me Hyper Beam on level 10!
DE: I like Hyper Beam!
Aerocky: (eats sellotape)