"I have important news I have to tell you."
She was standing across from the male. He was in a black apparel, his hair looking fiery. He had been smiling, but before he could say another word, she cut him off, using her hand as a signal.
"Wait. Did you see my latest win?" the female was ecstatic, bouncing on the tips of her feet. She was dressed in a purple shirt, black skinny jeans, and pruple flip flops with inch tall heels. Her hair was in a side pony tail, and it bounced as she did.
He nodded. "You did amazing," he said sweetly, his voice though emotionless. She didn't notice, of course.
"I know!" she laughed and twirled like a child, giggling. The large battlefield they were standing on was the rocky type, and the air was frosty and chilled. Her teeth began to chatter and she stopped her foolish antics, shivering suddenly.
"Cold?" he asked, placing an arm around her trembling shoulders. It was obvious, and she was annoyed he had even asked the damn question, but she nodded reluctantly. So he tilted her head upward and kissed her lips with his own warm lips.
When he pulled away, she stuck her tongue out at him nonchantly. "Man, can't you turn up the heat?" she demanded, narrowing her eyes angrily.
He laughed and shook his head. "No. Focus." then, with an inhale, he looked her in the eyes. "Listen. I have an important news for you, and I need you to agree."
"Fuck!" she looked away from him, grumbling about how he was all rosy and toasty, and she was freezing. "Turn the freaking heat up or I will leave."
He rolled his eyes. "Is this for real?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. She could be stubborn, but now she was getting on her nerves.
"Yes!" she nearly yelled, turning to face him. Her eyes were starting to glow and her body was starting to take on a light azure color. "You know well I'm sensitive to the cold!" her voice cracked at the end and she began to cough, trembling as she did.
He watched, amusement spreading over him. "Oh?" he asked. "I never knew that."
"Fuck you! You knew well - I even told you!" when she met his eyes, he could see that she was beginning to weaken. She started another coughing fit again, gasping for air. It seemed to be getting colder by the minute, and the temperature seemed well around 20 degrees.
He kept watching her, his eyes cold and harsh. He watched as she coughed harder, starting to cough up blood. "Please..." she managed through a cough that shook her whole body. "...make it warmer..."
"Is that your final wish?" he asked, smirking at her. She nodded and then began to tremble harder, falling to her knees. She slipped a hand into her back jeans pocket to grab her cell to call Red or Green, and to get her Poke Ball when he grabbed her arm.
"Battle me," he demanded. His face was suddenly stony, and she felt her body harden from the cold. Her legs started to go numb.
"I..." she coughed. "...you're an elite. I only battle coordinators, and I won't battle you unless you turn the heat up..." she gasped, coughing up blood again. It spat onto the floor by his foot.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a Poke Ball. "Dragonite," he said calmly, "use Dragon Claw."
"WHAT?" she screamed, and then all she felt was a strange sense of calmness.
I'm sorry, but I'm ending this story as a cliffhanger.
Why? Because I got an idea for a story called 'Stolen' about the Sinnoh league, by second best league, my first being Kanto.
But you can still do OC's, because I will use them!
kisses and check out my next story,
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