Contest Arena
The match between Drew and Robert was about to start.
Drew was waiting to start the match, tapping his black shoe against the ground in annoyance.
There was a lot on his mind at the moment. He was competing in a large contest to claim a large title, he was stressed out beyond belief training his Pokémon for this contest, and now he is questioning how Harley got so strong so fast.
Robert on the other hand had a huge smile on his face, excited for his match. Robert had long blond hair, descending to his neck, where he wears an orange scarf. He is also wearing a purple suit with a white undershirt and buttons on the side, purple dress pants and wore brown loafers.
"Today's round will be a Double Battle!" Marina shouted into her microphone to the audience.
"Claydol, Milotic let's go!" Robert shouted with a British accent.
He threw his Pokeballs in the air, releasing his Pokémon.
Drew let out a deep sigh and grabbed two Pokeballs from his belt.
"Roserade, Masquerain, come on out." Drew said before throwing his Pokeballs into the air.
"Milotic, use Twister. Claydol, use Hyper Beam!"
Claydol prepared a Hyper Beam attack while Milotic shot a Twister attack at Drew's Pokemon.
"Masquerain, use Ice Beam! Roserade, use Toxic Spikes!"
Masquerain complied with Drew's command and fired an Ice Beam attack at the Twister, creating a tornado composed of ice, while Roserade fired Toxic Spikes all over the arena, while also hitting the ice tornado, poisoning it.
"Now Masquerain, use Silver Wind!"
Masquerain flapped its wings with enough force to slash through glass, slashing the tornado apart and hitting Claydol and Milotic with the poisoned ice shards, poisoning them in the process.
"What is that technique?" Robert asked
Drew then smiled in response.
"It's a little technique I call Poison Ice Thorns."
"Claydol is unable to battle!" Marina shouted
Robert's face turned to shock as he saw Claydol on the ground, fainted as he lost a lot of points.
"Very well, you want to play rough. I'll give you rough, Milotic use Twister!" Robert shouted
Milotic fired another Twister attack at the two.
"Allright guys, finish it!"
Robert then grinned.
"Milotic, get inside the Twister and use Iron Tail!"
Milotic nodded his head in response and jumped using its tail to get inside the Twister attack. When Roserade and Masquerain fired their attacks, Milotic sent them right back with Iron Tail. Roserade was fine, but Masquerain took poison damage and a direct hit from the Ice Beam.
"Finish off Masquerain!"
Milotic charged at Masquerain with an Iron Tail ready to finish it off.
"I didn't want to use this, but Roserade!" Drew shouted.
"Venom Drench!"
Roserade complied with his trainer's command and shot a tiny ball of poison from his mouth at Milotic, landing a direct hit.
"What good will that do? Milotic has Marvel Scale. You lose Drew." Drew said.
Milotic hit Masquerain in the face with the Iron Tail attack, sending into a wall and causing it to faint.
Drew lost a massive amount of points for that round due to his attacks being thrown back at him, and one of his Pokemon fainting.
"Only one minute left!"
"Milotic, use Twister!"
Milotic fired a Twister at Roserade, but was unable to evade and got hit, resulting in Drew losing points.
"Keep using that attack Milotic until it faints!" Robert shouted.
Milotic continued to fire Twisters at Roserade, getting knocked back due to the air currents and taking damage.
However, something was wrong. Milotic's attacks were doing less and less damage the more times Robert used it.
"This doesn't make any sense. Twister is not like Overheat." Drew questioned.
"Robert, do you not get it? Venom Drench lowers your attack, special attack stat and speed. Now Roserade, Leaf Storm!" Drew shouted.
"Get away Milotic!"
But Milotic was too exhausted from shooting multiple Twister attacks at its opponent. Even without Venom Drench, Milotic would still be unable to dodge the attack.
"Milotic is unable to battle!"
Drew and Robert took a look at the board to see who won. But the board showed them with the exact same amount of points remaining.
Marina walked onto the stage with her microphone to explain to the audience the situation.
"As you can see, the board displays both Coordinators having the same amount of points remaining. However, there is a winner of this round by having one point over the other."
"By one point…"
"The winner is…"
"Drew!"
After hearing the winner, the audience roared with applause.
"Good job Drew, you did a great job." Robert said
"Thanks Robert. You were a great challenge as well." Drew responded smiling.
Waiting Area
Drew returned from his match to be greeted by May.
"Congrats on winning your match Drew." May said with a smile.
"Thanks May." Drew responded with a smile as well.
As Drew went over to Dawn and the others, he noticed something odd.
"Wasn't Kelly and Mario supposed to be here? What happened to them?" Drew asked
"Kelly quit the tournament for some reason, and Mario didn't compete because he was off saving the princess." Suzy responded with a slight chuckle at the end.
"Which means Ursula and Jasmine will advance to the next round." Nando said, strumming his harp.
While Nando was strumming though, one of the contestants got up, clenching his fists, and walked over to Nando and his friends.
"Hey Peter Pan, can it with the harp, you're not good at it."
Nando just ignored what the man was saying and continued to strum. But Zoey was clenching her fists in response to that guy's complaint.
"You think you're so cool playing that harp. You're a loser who can't decide what he wants to be…"
Zoey had heard enough. She got up out of her chair and had a furious look in her eye.
"How about you leave him alone, you jerk! I don't see anyone here questioning what you do in your spare time, so what gives you the right!" Zoey shouted.
But before she could continue, Nando put his right arm on her shoulder.
"Zoey, it's all right. There's no reason to get upset at this guy. He's just trying to get you upset."
"Nando, you know how I feel when one of my friends is attacked like this. I'm not going to sit here and let him rip into you like this." Zoey said.
Nando then put his Mew harp back into his coat and used both his arms to turn Zoey around to face him.
"Listen. I know that you want to protect your friends, but getting mad at him is not the answer. You're better than this. It's not worth getting down to his level for this." Nando said with concern in his voice.
After hearing this, Zoey let out a deep sigh and began to speak again.
"You're right. I am better than this. Thank you Nando."
She then turned around to face the guy again.
"Losers." Said the man.
He then turned his attention to Suzy sitting in her chair.
"Hey darling, what's up?"
But Suzy just ignored what he had to say, resulting in the guy looking her straight in the eye.
"I said, hey darling, what's up!"
"I don't know, but your manners must be in the sky if you think this is how to treat a person." Suzy responded.
She then got up out of her chair to continue the conversation.
"You're nothing more than a snake trying to hide from the hawk. So why don't you get lost unless you want to see what happens when a hawk finds the snake."
The guy then returned to his seat pouting.
"So… What's this big secret? "Dawn asked.
"Like I said before Dawn, there's a reason your mom wanted to enter this contest. Don't you think there's a reason why Lila joined the same competition?" Trish asked Dawn.
"Oh, I get it. They want to compete against each other again." Dawn said with excitement.
But Trish's mood didn't change with Dawn's comment, almost as if that wasn't the big secret.
"You're close to figuring it out. What has your mom told you lately?"
"Well, aside from regular stuff , she did mention that she found my father and are trying to rekindle their relationship."
"Really?"
"Well… No… She told me that she found someone in her life recently, and I thought it was my father."
"Maybe Lila helped her find this person." Dawn said.
"You're getting warmer." Trish responded before turning her head to the TV screen.
On the screen were Jessalena and Fantina competing with a Drifblim and Jellicent.