This is the second of three chapters today.


The moment Sheila gave the okay, Lucario exploded into action.

Pushing off with his back foot and using his forward one for a powerful kick-off against the ground, he lunged upwards towards Glalie with one fist drawn back. It burst into fire as he climbed, and he volleyed a Fire Punch at the hovering Ice-type.

Glalie's horns pulsed, and an instant sphere of ice formed around him at about two feet distance. The surface of the sphere included Lucario's wrist, and the sudden addition of the whole sphere's weight threw his aim and speed badly off.

Pryce's Ice-type didn't bother trying to keep the icy sphere solid, either. He simply broke through the top as it fell under gravity, getting clear just before it shattered into a million pieces as Lucario smashed it with a Force Palm delivered by his off-hand.

Lucario stuck the landing with finicky precision, and looked up as he stood up – making sure he could see anything else Glalie might try.

He soon got his answer, as the Ice-type sent up a beam of light into the sky. It got colder rapidly, and then began to hail.

"I can see you're not going to make this easy, precisely..." Lucario muttered, gaming out possible alternatives in his head.

"It is my job," Glalie horns crackled with bluish energy, and then ice began to form out of thin air around Lucario and sweep towards him at speed.

Lucario lashed out at the oncoming ice with a snap-kick, adding a pulse of Aura which shattered that portion of the encircling ring, and jumped clear in that direction as it closed. Paws glowing a shimmering silver, he launched a Flash Cannon shot out at Glalie as he arced through the air – which splashed off another instant sphere of thick, clear ice – and landed on the icy ground, using a pair of Metal Claws from his free paw to brake.

No sooner had he stopped than he had to push off again, launching himself away from another surging wave of ice with a powerful handspring.

"I can see where this is going," Lucario muttered. He landed upright, forming Aura-spikes from the soles of his feet to ensure his grip on the quickly-icing surface of the battlefield, and formed a pair of Aura Spheres – one in each paw.

Glalie spent a moment building his next attack. The blue light of his cryokinesis flickered around his horns, then lashed out – broadening, and widening, until it was a gigantic ball of ice and slush at least ten feet across, and heading for Lucario at speed.

Slamming his paws together, Lucario burst both his charging Aura Spheres, producing a cloud of smaller seeker spheres. As they shot off in all directions, gaining distance before turning to dive back in towards Glalie, he switched his attention to the incoming ice ball.

In the last half-second or so before it arrived, he crossed his forearms together over his chest – then brought them back across-and-down, recrossing one another in a scissored Cross Chop.

There was a blue flash of Aura, bright enough to make the spectators flinch, and the ball of ice exploded into four quarter-spheres which went bouncing off in all directions.

Squinting through the shower of snow and ice as it rained down around him, Lucario saw Glalie's latest icy-shield collapsing – having successfully absorbed all the impacts from the seeker spheres first.

Lucario took a deep breath, regaining his focus, then leapt skywards away from a wave of ice as Glalie returned to the offensive.


"Thanks for the shield!" Misty smiled, as hail rattled off a Barrier screen.

My pleasure.

Ash was focusing on the battle. "Right... so, that ice-shield of his... okay, got it. Lucario!"

"Little busy right now!" Lucario called back, and Ash glanced from Glalie back to his own Pokémon.

Lucario was... fighting a large draconic thing made out of ice. As Ash watched, Lucario slammed two snap-kicks into the thing's neck in quick succession, breaking it off, then fired a Flash Cannon at the remainder and used his other paw to Force Palm an incoming ball of ice into oblivion.

"Right," Lucario said, a little more calmly, and shot a pair of Aura Spheres at Glalie to keep him occupied. "What was it?"

"Get closer!" Ash instructed. "Try close-in combat again!"

"Uh... sure," Lucario said. He lashed out with a spinning kick at the latest attack from Glalie – a four-foot ice sphere – and smashed it into pieces. "I'll get right on that."

"Good," Ash nodded.

"Are you sure that's wise?" Brock asked. "I mean-"

"Well, Glalie's clearly got the advantage right now," Ash pointed out. "Glalie are strong in hailstorms – they heal – and he's clearly good at ranged combat..."


Lucario jumped forwards, into the teeth of the wave of ice surging at him. He pulled both forepaws back right to his shoulders, then pushed them forwards with swirling balls of Aura in them.

The twin Aura Spheres, driven to rotate faster than usual, smashed a hole in the wave, and Lucario's tail just about squeaked through before the ice healed up again.

Aha. That pretty much confirmed it – Ash was right, Glalie didn't want him too close.

That was exploitable, potentially.

Unfortunately, the Ice-type wasn't going to let himself be caught easily. He was levitating well into the air, out of reach – not as out of reach as he might think, but high enough to be mostly safe.

Lucario's challenge now was to work out how to change that.

Glalie fired down an Ice Beam directly, using the blue cryo-energy in a straight-on attack rather than trying to use it to form something solid to attack with.

Not missing a trick, Lucario flipped his left arm up to counter it. His metal wrist-spike glowed an eerie blue as the energy hit it, skating off and hitting the ground in a semicircular arc.

By dint of careful prediction, Lucario kept the spike in the right place as Glalie tried to sneak a blow past, and after ten seconds or so the Ice Beam ran out.

Lowering his left arm, Lucario snapped his right out to the side. His fists crackled, and then caught fire in the precursor to a Fire Punch.

Rather than simply lunge skywards again, though, Lucario brought his flaming fists together and let the heat build on them. He heard the rumbling crash as an ice wave came in, and he kicked out with one foot just as it reached him.

That sent him a few feet skywards, and he used the other leg in a volleyed blow straight away – gaining about ten feet more height.

At the apex of his jump, he brought both paws to his mouth and exhaled. The fires caught, and a rippling jet of flame lashed out towards Glalie.

Startled, Glalie switched to his icy shield. Solidifying out of the moisture in the air in an instant, it took the Flamethrower with relative ease.

That hadn't been the point, though.

As Lucario fell, he snuffed out the blaze on his right paw and formed an Aura Sphere instead. Crushing it, he formed a shower of blue tracer spheres – which came shooting out in all directions just as Glalie's shield expired, making him form it again to avoid being hit.

But that hadn't been the point either.

Knees bent, Lucario absorbed the impact with the ground. His left paw blazed up ever brighter, but his right paw shone a clear, cool blue for a moment – then flashed icy.

Capitalizing on the three-to-four seconds he had while his loosely sequenced tracer spheres hit home on Glalie's defence, he sprang into motion. His flaming left paw traced an orange ribbon through the hailstorm, matched by his cool blue one.


"What's he trying to do there?" Pryce asked, frowning, as Lucario kept running. "Is it some kind of Fire Spin? Or-"


Reaching the centre of his track, Lucario paused for a moment – and punched upwards.

The Flying Dragon Uppercut triggered, sending him soaring into the air in a flurry of snow and a roaring storm of wind.

It lasted two seconds before the wind started to lose its ability to push him bodily into the sky. And at the end of those two seconds, Glalie was down.

The startled Ice-type had only a moment to react. He did well with it, however, conjuring a Blizzard out of nowhere and forming a great, thick wall of ice between him and the incoming Lucario.

Lucario didn't much care.

His paws flashed an intense Aura blue. Slamming his left foot into the ice, then his right, he spiderwebbed it with cracks, and then a lance of palm-delivered Aura blew it to smithereens.

The final barrier was Glalie's spherical icy shield. It was also, however, a mistake – Lucario formed a pair of metal claws, using them to grip onto it, and then smashed an Iron Tail through it before Glalie could get clear.

Glalie was sent straight towards the ground by the heavy hammerblow, dazed, and Lucario landed on top of him a moment after he hit the ground.

"Close Combat," Lucario explained, then delivered another palm strike.


Pryce returned his thoroughly stunned Glalie. "I've never seen that move your Lucario did there before," he said. "What was it? Some kind of Flying move?"

"Kinda," Ash shrugged. "Lucario invented it. It involves a spiral of hot and cold air. I think he used it once or twice at the League last year-"

"Oh, is that what that was?" Pryce asked, nodding. "Right, I remember now. It looked more like a standard Sky Uppercut then. I didn't realize it worked like that..."

"Not many do," Ash agreed. "It's a neat move."

"Indeed." Pryce frowned, as Ash returned Lucario. "Next up – the Pokémon I use to handle opponents who are ready for Ice. You may have some trouble with this one! Jynx!"

"Heracross!"


"Here you are, Jessie," James said, passing her a plate of breakfast. "Just how you like it."

"Thanks, James," Jessie nodded, and started in on her meal. "Ah, it's great being in the field..."

"Yeah!" Meowth grinned. "We hardly ever ate dis well when we was after Ash!"

James shrugged, flipping the next okonomiyaki . "Well, that's mainly because we were too busy selling food to pay for the latest giant robot..."

There was a hiss as he slid the thick pancake onto a plate. "Abra, this one's-"

He blinked at the now-empty plate. "That's impressive and slightly worrying."

"You're tellin' me," Meowth muttered.

Gyarados yawned.

"It's half past ten, ya big lunk," Meowth added, beaning the mammoth Water-type with a toothpick. "About time you got up!"

As he rumbled and shook himself out of the small depression he'd slept in, two Luxury Balls went bouncing across the grass.

"Eh?" Meowth blinked, then hopped down from the table. He spotted a plain Pokéball, a gold-painted Pokéball, and a Great Ball in the grass as well. "Hey, who knocked over da bag full a' Pokéballs?"

"I think that must have been me," Cubone volunteered, looking up from her own okonomiyaki . "I was the one closest to it, sorry."

"Eh, no harm done..." Meowth picked up the balls one by one. "Okay, lessee... da two Luxury balls are for Weezing an' Arbok... those are spare... spare... dat's Gyarados' shiny one what we got him sold in... o' course Growlie has da Ultraball 'cause James' parents are posh... Victreebell... Wob..."

One by one, the balls clattered back into the bag. Then Meowth blinked. "Huh..."

"What?" James asked, looking up from the hissing skillet as he added yet another pancake to Gyarados' stack.

"Well, I tink Gyarados is lyin' on one. Hey, budge up!"

Gyarados yawned again, and slithered out of the hole. A red-and-white Pokéball was half buried in the mud.

"Huh, dat's weird," Meowth added, looking around. "Did we pick up-"

The Pokéball opened.

"Finally!" its occupant said, stretching her wings with a snap-crackle of flame. "That thing wasn't opening no matter what I did!"

Jessie dropped her plate.

James dropped his skillet. This landed on his foot, which produced a fair amount of mostly-muffled swearing.

"...hey, ain't I seen you somewhere before?" Meowth asked, frowning.

"Is that a Moltres?" Jessie asked. "What was-"

The Moltres turned to look at her, and was visibly confused by the tableau that confronted her. "Um... what's going on?"

"Good question," Meowth quipped. "Let us know when ya find out."

"Why did one of our Pokéballs have a Moltres in?" Jessie pressed. "I know we didn't have one last night!"

The Moltres blushed. This wasn't easy for a Fire-type whose plumage was half fire and mostly orange, but she managed it.

"I..." She folded her wings, looking down in embarrassment. "I was... I tripped over the Pokéballs."

James looked up from rubbing his injured foot. "What did they say?"

"She said she tripped over da pile o' Pokéballs what Cubone knocked over," Meowth explained.

"But..." Jessie blinked. "Those were in the middle of our camp. Why was she in the middle of our camp?"

Moltres somehow looked even more embarrassed.

"Oh, dat one's easy," Meowth continued, glad to have a question he knew the answer to without interpretation. "She's got a crush on James, is what-"

"Hey!" Moltres snapped. "That's private!" After a moment, she shook her head. "And I don't!"

"She... what?" James repeated, taken aback.

"Well, I guess you did swoop in and save her from the Pokémon Pinchers," Jessie said. "I mean, I guess this is that one from Mt. Ember."

"Does that mean she's the one who torched Jessiebelle's private army, too?" James weighed in.

"...yes, I am. And I did." Moltres nodded, glancing over at Meowth – having already seen he was the translator on the team.

"Well... thanks, then, I guess," James said.

Jessie nodded her agreement. "Though I'm still not sure why you were following us around..."

"I owe you!" Moltres replied. "I want to make sure you're... well, safe, I guess..."

Jumping off her chair, Cubone walked over to the depression Gyarados had left in the grass. She picked up the red-and-white Pokéball, and held it up. "There's one important question here. What do we do now?"

James frowned, thinking for a moment, then nodded. "I know. Pass it here."

She threw it, and he caught it out of the air with the hand not holding the frying pan.

That done, he put it on the ground and stood well back. "Destroy it if you want to," he said, addressing Moltres directly. "I mean, you could just fly off if you wanted to, and we wouldn't stop you, but..." He shrugged. "It just... seems right, I guess."

Moltres looked from the 'ball to him a few times, then turned to look at the rest of the group.

This was easier said than done – Wobbuffet was behind her, Gyarados was behind her in a different direction, and Abra was – somehow – still asleep.

Then she took a deep breath, bent down to the 'ball, and knocked it back towards James with her beak.

"I'll stay," she said. "For now, at least."

James stared at the Pokéball for a moment, then picked it up. "Thank you," he said, nodding to her – ignoring the throbbing in his foot.

"Now," Meowth interjected, an expression of concern on his face. "Dis is where it gets all complicated. We got enough breakfast for a Moltres too?"


Jynx stood on the battlefield, seemingly having no trouble with the ice or the hail.

She looked across at her opponent, and frowned. "A bug? Oh, that's annoying..."

"I'll try not to be offended by that," Heracross replied. He winced as a hailstone hit his horn. "Right, let's get started!"

Clenching his fists, he jumped forwards and opened with a Hammer Arm.

Jynx held her hand up. "Nope, sorry." A wall of psychic force formed between the two, and Heracross' attack slammed into the Reflect.

"Ow," he said, shaking his fist out. "That was not – whoa!"

Jynx made a circling motion with her other hand, pointing with two fingers and curling the rest up. A pulse of Psychic came off the gesture, clipping Heracross as he jumped into the air and opened his wings, and he went back a few feet before stabilizing and landing again.

"Right," he said, and glanced back at Ash. "Any advice?"

"Just try to get in close for now, Heracross!" Ash called. "And stick to Bug-type or any Dark-type attacks!"

"That I can do," Heracross replied, leaning over and charging forwards again.

Jynx made a clenching gesture with her right hand, turned it so the back was facing her, and opened it again. A small blue orb appeared, expanding out rapidly, and then Heracross was hit by a Water Pulse.

The slap-in-the-face knocked him back a bit, staggering, and he took a moment to recover and continue his forwards charge.

Jynx hadn't been idle during that time, either. With a series of gestures, she formed another Reflect wall between herself and Heracross, then made a heart shape with both hands and blew through it.

The Heart Stamp hit Heracross in the chest, but this time he was ready. Leaning forwards as it came in, he bulled through, and slammed his horn into the psychic shield.

It creaked, then shattered as Heracross slammed a Brick Break into it. Lunging at Jynx as she gestured again, he scored a hit on her metallic chest-plate with a screeeech noise.

Jynx gave ground a step, and flattened both her hands palm up a little in front of her hips. Heracross stabbed forwards with his Megahorn, and nearly hit her again.

Then she used Blizzard. Straight up from the ground.

The storm of ice enveloped Heracross, sending him flying into the air at least fifty feet before he got clear. A Heart Stamp followed, hitting him as he began to reorient himself, and he hit a snowdrift with a crunch.

"Good work, Jynx!" Pryce called, as Heracross staggered out of the snowdrift. "Just keep him at a distance!"

Jynx nodded, hands moving in a complicated gesture and gathering a ball of light between them.

She held it for a moment, then fired out the Secret Power.

Heracross saw it coming, and tried to dodge clear. The staggering impact of the Heart Stamp he'd taken slowed him, though, and the Ice-effect pulse of natural energy swirled around him before flashing to solid ice.

"Ha!" Pryce grinned. "Your Heracross is in trouble now!"

He blinked. "Wait. What are you doing?"

Ash swung the staff off his back. "Did you see the band thing on Heracross' arm?"

"I did," Pryce admitted. "Silk scarf? Expert belt? Focus band?"

"Heracronite."

The staff flashed a bright, clear blue, accompanied by gold-and-silver light from the two feathers below the capstone.

An answering flash of orange light came from the slab of ice containing Heracross, which then steamed and began to melt.

Within seconds, it exploded outwards, and Mega Heracross stood there.

"I've never heard of such a thing," Price said, looking closer. "I... your Pokémon was fully evolved, and then... is that an evolution?"

"It's a Mega Evolution," Ash explained. "It involves a Mega Stone the Pokémon holds, a Key Stone the trainer uses, and a strong bond of love between the Pokémon and their trainer."

"All right, you don't have to rub it in..." Pryce muttered. "I get the point. Why is the ice around your Pokémon melting?"

"Mega Heracross has... kind of a high body temperature," Ash shrugged. "Okay, Mega Heracross, back to the fight!"

Mega Heracross crouched over, and ran forwards. Dark energy streamed from his horn, and he rammed right through the Reflect wall in his way before shoulder-charging Jynx to the ground.

She rolled out of the way of the Megahorn he tried to use, formed a Heart Stamp with hurried movements, and got a little more distance as he shook the effect off.

"Jynx – put him to sleep!" Pryce said. "He can't be frozen, but he can still be put to sleep!"

Jynx nodded. A gesture sent a wave of ice at Mega Heracross as he came charging forwards again, slowing him, and she then formed another heart shape over her mouth before blowing a kiss through it.

Mega Heracross blundered straight into the pink energy pulse, staggered, and measured his length in the snow (which quickly hissed and began to melt away around him).

"Phew," Jynx said, building up a Psyshock attack. "That was close."

"Sleep talk!" Ash called.

Mega Heracross surged to his feet again, horn crackling with Dark-type energy, and slashed the incoming surge of Psychic energy in half as it hit. Part of the attack curved off, carving a long furrow in the ground, and the rest blew a snowbank to bits.

"...of course he knows Sleep Talk," Pryce shook his head. "Right. Jynx, Draining Kiss!"

Jynx kissed her palms, one and then the other. Levelling them, she blew something off each palm in turn at Mega Heracross.

"Sleep Talk again!" Ash told him.

Mega Heracross fired an Aura Sphere off into the distance, some way to the right of Jynx, and then got hit by both Draining Kisses in a row.

"Ergh..." Ash winced, as Jynx visibly recovered. "Try Sleep Talk again!"

This time, Mega Heracross used Pin Missile.

The way he used it, though, was quite surprising to all involved. He levelled his burly right arm, which started spinning, and then a stream of needles rattled out at high speed in a tight pattern.

Of course, they still missed. But it was quite surprising.

"Heracross?" Ash asked, shocked.

Mega Heracross yawned. "What is it?" he asked, blinking. "Oh, right. Sleep-causing-"

"Your arms are machine guns!" Ash interrupted.

Mega Heracross examined them. "Really?"

"Yeah!" Ash confirmed. "Point them at Jynx, and then use Pin Missile!"

"I don't like this trend," Jynx said nervously.

Mega Heracross duly did so. Both arms spun up, and launched barrages of needles at Jynx.

She formed a Reflect wall with two quick gestures, backing it up with a second layer behind it, and the needles pinged off the wall in a series of spangs and ricochets.

"Hey, this is easy!" Mega Heracross said, keeping the barrage going. "I could do this all day!"

"Really, really don't like this trend." Jynx frowned, then made an upwards gesture to try and hit Mega Heracross with another of the vertical blizzards.

Unfortunately, not much ice was left where Mega Heracross was standing, as his vents warmed the air and ground around him. What little of the attack that did hit him hardly did anything, and he sustained the barrage of pin missiles.

"Hmmm..." Ash frowned. "What about Rock Blast?"

Mega Heracross considered it. His left arm stopped firing, clicked once, and then launched a large rock instead.

"This is really cool!" Mega Heracross decided.

"I don't agree," Jynx muttered. She fired another Heart Stamp with her free hand, and Mega Heracross blocked it with a rock before lumbering forwards – using his twin Pin Missile guns to give himself covering fire.

Jynx was forced to sustain the Reflect shield until Mega Heracross had almost reached it. Taking a chance, she dropped it as he drew back one arm for a Brick Break, and put everything into a grand, sweeping gesture to hit him with Psychic.

The intense psionic blow knocked Mega Heracross back on his heels, and he staggered back a few steps. For a moment, he teetered on the edge of falling over – then recovered, and hit Jynx with a Megahorn which knocked her across the battlefield.

She landed in an awkward pile, muttered something about "Niebulungs", and collapsed.

"Well, I've learned something new today," Pryce said ruefully, recalling Jynx. "Don't suppose you know if there's any Ice-type Mega Evolutions?"

Heracross transitioned back down in a flash of orange light, adjusted his Mega Stone, and then Ash recalled him too. "Not sure," the trainer said. "I think Gary might have mentioned one... Gary Oak," he elaborated, on seeing Pryce confused. "He's researching it."

"Right." Pryce frowned. "Maybe I should contact Samuel, see if he can put me in touch... anyway. Next you'll face my Piloswine!"


Ash thought for a minute, looking at the thickening layers of snow and ice on the ground. Piloswine was... hm.

How'd he beaten Piloswine last time?

Ash blinked. Oh, yeah. Pikachu had electrocuted a Ground-type again. They should probably get that looked at... regardless, that wasn't really an option.

He could send Lucario out, but... Lucario was weak to Ground attacks. And that did leave the question of what the rest of Pryce's team was.

Looking at the ground again, he came to a decision. The ice was thick enough for Snorlax.

"Go!" Ash called, releasing him.

"Ah, the Snorlax again," Pryce nodded. "You know, I've worked out what you're trying with him."

"What's that?" Ash asked, as Snorlax waved amiably at Piloswine.

"You were trying to lure me into a false sense of security, but he's really best on ice," Pryce said. "Piloswine! Earthquake!"

"Yes, Pryce!" Piloswine announced, slamming his forelegs into the ground and producing a rumbling impact that shook the whole battlefield. Snorlax staggered, arms flailing, and the human spectators nearly lost their footing.

The most important thing, though, was what it did to the sheen of ice that had built up over the course of the battle so far. It shifted, creaked, and took on a crazy quilt of tilts up and down and all over the place – leaving no areas for Snorlax to slide around easily on.

"Well, that's just not fair," Snorlax said, and yawned.

"Snorlax, just close in directly!" Ash called. "He's not going to be able to move fast either!"

Snorlax nodded, covered his mouth for another yawn, and lumbered forwards.

"You know what to do, Piloswine!" Pryce said.

"Yes, master!" Piloswine nodded, his shaggy fur shaking about as he did. He fired off an Earth Power, which traced a line of ice-dust and hit Snorlax.

The big bear tilted his head, then just kept advancing.

Piloswine got in one more attack before Snorlax arrived – a surging, freezing Blizzard, which drew in the hailstones already starting to litter the ground again and buffeted Snorlax.

Then the Normal-type arrived. He raised a clawed arm, which burst into flame, and hit Piloswine in the side.

This did not seem to have much effect.

Snorlax frowned. "Shouldn't that have done something?" he asked, glancing back at Ash.

Ash shrugged. "Try again?"

Nod.

Snorlax turned back to Piloswine, who seemed to be more-or-less willing to be attacked, for now.

He tried a Mega Kick, a Mega Punch, then decided to try another Fire Punch.

At that point, Piloswine used Avalanche.

Snorlax was carried backwards by a surge of high-speed, powdery snow, and ended up head first in a snowbank.

Shaking his head, he pulled himself out again, and turned towards Piloswine. "Okay, now I'm angry."

He took a deep breath, and used Hyper Beam.

Piloswine skidded backwards as the attack hit, legs churning to maintain traction. His whole body began to glow an eerie red, and the ground shook – then a compact ball of rock rose out of the ground, hung there for a moment in the path of the Hyper Beam, then shot forwards as the beam ended.

Panting as he recovered, Snorlax was clocked on the forehead by the Ancientpower.

Ash recognized the attack, and groaned. "Oh, here we go again..."

Piloswine evolved into Mamoswine.

"This just happens all the time around you, doesn't it?" Misty asked.

Ash nodded.

Snorlax pulled himself out of the snow again. "That's it!"

Mamoswine hit him with a Fissure.

"Huh," Pryce said, blinking. "That's new..."

"Okay," Ash said, returning the unconscious Snorlax. "Now you have to use someone else!"

"I know, I know," Pryce agreed. "I made the rules. Right... Aurorus!"

"Aha!" Ash grinned. "Good thing I-"

His Fast Ball burst open.

"Dibs," Entei stated.

"...pardon?" Ash asked, lowering Lucario's Pokéball.

"Dibs," Entei repeated. "I want a fight here, and I like Quilava so I don't want it to be a face-off between us."

"Sure, I guess," Ash said, shrugging. "Sorry, Lucario."

Lucario emerged as well. "It's okay. The Glalie was enough of a fight for me to be satisfied."

"Is that Entei?" Pryce asked. "I... I tried to be ready for Suicune or – or the Keldeo, because I saw them on the news! But – Entei as well?"

"What?" Entei asked, miffed. "Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing at all!" Ash grinned. "Okay, off you go!"

Pryce seemed to recover a bit. "Right. Aurorus!"


AN:

A few things about the structure for the Pokémon's moves, here. Glalie was done as kind of an "Ice bender" - while Jynx was being more of a "spellcaster" type. It's interesting to come up with these different setups.

I actually think this is the longest single gym challenge I've done yet, though there's some considerable competition.

As for the Moltres – yes, this is a thing now.