Chapter 3

"Buizel, use aqua jet!" Lucas commanded as Buizel plowed into a Staravia, successfully knocking it out. Lucas, Chimchar, and Buizel had taken the Royale by storm. Successfully fighting through the preliminaries and the quarter finals, he had just finished off the semi-final round. His final round was a two-on-two battle.

Buizel (This'll be awesome!)

"Definitely," Lucas said with a grin. He started looking around the park they had walked into. "Where is Chimchar? I could've sworn I left him on this tree."

Buizel (Wait! Listen...) The two quieted and heard what sounded like light breathing. The two looked on the other side of the tree and saw Chimchar, sleeping on his head while upside-down. Lucas sighed and took a deep breath.

"CHIMCHAR, GET UP!" Lucas yelled. The result, Chimchar jumped into the air and landed on his rear.

Chimchar (WHAT WAS THAT FOR?) Chimchar yelled angrily. Lucas poked him in the head.



"We have a lot of training to do." Lucas started. "There is one more round and it's a double battle. We got to practice."

Chimchar (Well you didn't have to yell at me.) Chimchar groaned.

Later- In a Large Clearing

"Ok, let's go!" Lucas started their training. "Chimchar, charge up a flame wheel." Chimchar started spinning rapidly. "Buizel, charge up your aqua jet." Buizel started pulsing water. "Now launch!" The two shot towards a large boulder. When slamming into it, they destroyed it completely. "Not bad, not bad. Let's keep going." There was a solid five hours of this, with a few breaks in between. By the end of it, they were all pretty tired.

Chimchar (Are… You… Trying… To… Kill us?) Chimchar panted.

Buizel (You're… A… Psycho…)

"We needed practice…" Lucas said as he picked up his two Pokémon. "Come on, I'll take you to the Pokémon Center." It didn't take long to get there and he gave them to the nurse, who happily healed them. While sitting in the waiting room, he looked at a map to plan out where he'd go next. "I think Oreburgh City is a good place to go to next…"



"Come on! What's wrong with you?!" Lucas heard a voice yell. He turned and saw a boy about his age, with blond hair, an orange and white striped jacket, and a green scarf. He was yelling at a green turtle and a stone-like thing with a large red nose. They were a Turtwig and a Nosepass respectively, and they seemed to be quite afraid of the boy. Lucas got up.

"Hey!" Lucas got his attention. "What are you doing?" The boy narrowed his eyes.

"What's it to you?" He asked smugly.

"You're Pokémon look pretty afraid." Lucas stated. "Why are you yelling at them?"

"They keep messing up their combos." He answered irritably. "How am I supposed to sweep the finals tomorrow if they can't battle right?" Lucas's eyes widened.

"You're in the finals?" The boy nodded. "So am I."

"Oh…" The boy looked at him. "Never mind training my Pokémon. You look way too weak to be any real threat."

"What did you say?!" Lucas practically yelled. Chimchar and Buizel ran towards him from inside the Pokémon Center. The boy looked at them.



"Wow. You're Pokémon look pathetic." Lucas was about to dive at the boy when he got a look at the boy's Pokémon. Their eyes showed fear and sadness.

"At least I care about my Pokémon." Lucas said calmly. The boy snorted before returning his Pokémon and walking away. "My name's Lucas, how about you?" Lucas asked before he left.

"Damien." He answered simply. After he left, Lucas turned to walk into the Center.

"I wanted to kick his…"

Chimchar (It wasn't worth it.)

"I know, but he just…" Lucas sat down with his Pokémon in the cafeteria to eat dinner. "His Pokémon look so afraid of him."

Buizel (They were border-lining terrified.)

"I wonder what he does to them…" Lucas wondered.

The Next Day- Finals Arena

Lucas stood at his side, Chimchar perched on his shoulder. Damien stood opposite him, a smirk laced across his face.



"This will end pretty quickly." Damien said smugly.

"Don't count me out yet!" Lucas countered. The referee stood at the side of the field.

"Each of you will use two Pokémon in this double battle. There is no time limit." He started. "Ready… BEGIN!"

"Turtwig, Nosepass, settle this." Damien said as he threw his pokeballs.

"Chimchar, Buizel, rock it!" Chimchar ran out while Buizel came from his pokeball.

Author's Notes:

Sorry I made Damien like a bad guy. I was never a real big fan of him, though things may change.