Deadpheonix: Thank you Sakurapheonix, thanks for the criticism. I know that steel types can't get effected by poison type attacks, but I didn't want Rayth to take over the battle. I wanted to show you how strong Stunt was. Stunt is going to take a good part as one of Ty's best pokemon.
So, when i made this chapter i was a little sugar hi, so if it makes no sense to you, then we have some thing in common, so happy days.
Spell: Deadpheonix doesn't own pokemon, ownly his original characters, original places, original badges, and Gym leaders.
Chapter4: The end and beggining
The smoke of the two attacks cleared revealing the two pokemon, Stunt stood with electric burns scorching his blueish black fur, his right eye had a thin slash under it, and slashes lined his sides and back.
In Spark's spot stood a larger mouse like pokemon, with long yellow ears with black tips, a lightning like tail the had a brown bottom, two brown stripes on his back, and two red spots on his cheeks.
"Use a bite attack!" Ty yelled in a determined voice.
"Tackle, Pikachu." Sara cried.
The electric mouse pokemon shot forward and slammed into Stunt, but was caught in his jaw and was slammed into the ground.
"Ember and tackle at once." Ty stated in a victorious tone.
"Try to doge the attack." Sara whimpered.
The Houndour shot forward into the air, released an ember around him and slammed down into Sparks. The impact caused Sparks to faint , and in the process, knock Stunt out.
"Damit, looks like I lost again." Sara stated.
"No, you tied and I tied to." Ty stated.
Sara looked up and looked up into the blonds eyes with tears swelling in her dark blue eyes. His eyes were full of caringness, or possibly bad gas. If it were careingness, then Sara had fallen into a deep love for the blond trainer. But it was bad gas and he looked away to get his pokemon and get away. Ty returned Stunt and began to walk away. Will, with his overly pissed of but asleep Abra in his arms, walked up to Ty as the two walked away.
"I guess I'll see you in the pokemon league." Sara yelled.
"Hell no."
Why not." Sara cried.
"I'm a coordinator." The blond yelled back.
Sara anime fainted. The quickly jumped back up and stared at Ty. He truly didn't look like a coordinator. His hair was long and uncut, it covered his neck and the top of his back. He wore a black hoodie with a hand flipping you off on the front, the left arm had a large rip that circled half way around his arm and was held together by three safety pines. His legs were covered by a pair of baggy blue jeans with rips on both knees and frayed bottoms. A pair of dirty, ripped,black, skateboard shoes. He wore a pair of black gloves that stopped half way up his fingers. His back pack was red and had a strap that crossed the front of him.
"What do you mean your a coordinator? You look like a friggen messed up trainer or gym leader or a part of the elite four." Sara cried.
"Well, I think Sidney did get into the elite four. Or did he just want me to feel like crap for not passing the test last year. Dame he is a bitch of an older brother." Ty thought out loud.
"I think he got in, didn't you see the Elite four battles last month, he was in the last battle. He beat the crap out of Karen's Houndoom with his Absol, Crescent."
"Oh yah, He is the dude you have to beat before you get to Grand master Wallace, that is, ever since Drake died. Poor poor Drake, always pissing of his Salamance." Ty stated.
"Yah, remember the last time Sidney came home with the rest of the elite four. Drake wouldn't stop calling you a dumb ass failure." Will laughed.
"And now he's dead."
"And your Sidney's brother. The Sidney," Sara stated, Ty nodded his head yes, "And I thought you were strange when I first saw you."
"And now your dead."
-What the hell are you talking about.-Spell angrily stated, mad from being awaken by the teens conversation.
"I don't quite know right now." Will whispered in Spells ear.
"Well I'm going home." Ty stated as he began to walk off.
"Wait up." The blue haired trainer cried running up to Ty.
This in the end seemed very familiar. Ty and will walking off, and Sara sitting on the ground.
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Ty and Will sat down in two seats on the subway on their way to Ty's house for milk and cookies. Or to Ty's house because the two of them were tired as hell. Which ever you want, they both end at Ty's house. But I can't garonte milk and cookies.
-Will you shut up with the different routs!-Spell yelled.
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"Dame, I'm friggen tired." Ty stated falling back onto his bed.
Will sat Spell down on Ty's desk, spun the chair around and sat down.
"So when do you want to start our journey?" The blue haired trainer asked.
"Don't really know, it needs to fit our fit into when we can go. And it needs to be to places that fit what we want to do as a trainer." Ty explained.
"Well we know we need to go to Slateport, Fallarbor, Verdanturf, Lilycove, Izabe, and Pacificlog town." Will explained.
"If I want the standard ribbons, but I want the ribbons that will get me into the grand festival and get me a chance to go to the contest frontier. Besides, you never told me what you want to do." The blond trainer stated letting Stunt out of his ball.
The shiny houndour sniffed the air, trotted over to Ty's bean bag chair, circled around it a few times, and finally curled up into a ball to sleep. Spell had his eyes open now, the bright red orbs stared at Stunt.
-What the hell is a dirty dark type pokemon doing in my presents.- The Abra slurred.
"Get over it sleep boy," Ty stated, " Now will, what is it you wanted to do again?"
"I want to be a psychic gym leader." Will stated looking at his belt.
"Oh looks like will caught a pokemon when I wasn't around. Common, let it out already." The blond juvenile stated.
Will pulled his newly obtained pokeball off his belt and tossed it into the air. A Small white, green, and red, Ralts appeared on the floor. The feelings pokemon looked around. It stared at Spell with a bad expression in it's small eyes. It then looked at Stunt and Will, it quickly ran over to them, stumbling every few steps. It jumped onto the beanbag and snuggled up to The dark pokemon.
Suddenly there was a flash like a pokeball opening and a alto familiar voice state:
-Now thats something you don't see every day.-
Rayth sat floating in front of Ty with a look in his eye similar to a smirk.
"How did you get out of your pokeball?" Will asked looking at the steel/psychic type.
-I am god. Now bow before me foolish mortal, bow down I say.- Rayth roared.
"Freak."
Rayth spun around and gave Ty an angry look. Will looked up at the clock to see it was 9:00 pm. The blue haired teen picked his bag up from the ground en which he had put it and returned Ralts and Spell.
"I have to go home dude." Will stated walking out of Ty room.
Once out side of Ty's house he pulled his skateboard out of his bag and pushed off. He skated the side walk until he reached the subway entrance. He placed the board back in his bag and walked down the stairs. He reached the ticket counter, hoped the bars, and boarded the train.
The blue haired trainer flopped down onto one of the seats and looked around the train car. A man in a suit with a brief case sat across from him. To his left, about five seats down sat and stood three boys dressed in black and with skate boards in their hands. On the other side of the car was a man and a women. The man was dressed in dark blue pants, a blue and white stripped shirt and a bandanna with an A made of bones. The woman was dressed in a shirt similar to the mans but was cut at the bottoms, a pair of cut off shorts also similar to the mans, but no bandanna.
The train pulled to a stop at Oldale train station, Will stood up and exited the plane and stood in the glow of a nearby street light. Behind him the man and woman had also stepped of and were standing on the train plat form. Both looked directly at Will and began walking towards him.
The blue haired trainer took off in a fast walk towards his home. He continued this for a few blocks. He stopped and leaned against a tree. He let out a long breath but stopped at a the sound of a man talking.
"Where did that brat go." The man stated angrily.
"Just keep looking for him." The female stated calmly.
Will took a step away from the tree and broke a few twigs, making a noticeable sound.
"What was that?" The male yelled.
"Oh shit!" Will cried before breaking out in a run.
The man and woman took off after him, both pulling out a pokeball as they did. The two followed Will into a dark ally. They turned the corner, only to see Will near the top of the mesh fence.
The woman threw her pokeball while yelling, "Lombre, get that kid."
After the usual bright flash of light a medium hight pokemon with a large lily pad on its head, a duckbill, and three, long, red claws on both it's hands appeared. This pokemon shot forward and grabbed onto Will from behind. The Lombre ripped Will from the fence and flung him to the ground.
Will quickly got to his feet and pulled out Ralts pokeball. He tossed it into the air and the feeling pokemon appeared to defend her trainer.
"Slash." The woman yelled.
"Lightscreen."
Lombre lunged forward with it's claws stretched out and prepared to slash into Ralts. The jolly pokemon was about two feet from Ralts when it was flung backwards, one of the claws on both hands broken off.
"Now use a Hypnosis followed by a dream eater." Will stated gripping Spells pokeball.
"Try to resist it." The woman yelled.
Ralts released a blue psychic wave at Lombre. The Water and grass type tried to resist the attack, but was instantly put to sleep. Seconds after the blue wave stopped, Ralts horn began to glow a bright red. A medium sized speech bubble appeared above Lombre's head and floated to Ralts. Where the feeling pokemon consumed it.
"Now a nightmare."
Ralts released a black psychic wave that hit Lombre hard. The Jolly pokemon began to twitch and flip around uncontrollably. After a few minutes of this, Lombre fell stiff.
"Return Lombre." The woman stated angrily.
"You do the same Ralts." Will stated.
The man stepped forward and threw his pokeball into the air releasing a -
To be continued ...
If any one can recognize wills battle style from any were else. And if any one has any good nicknames for Ralts, then I might be able to use it in the fic.