Disclaimer: same as on Chapter 2


"Charmeleon, kick his ass!" Kirk yelled, his Pokémon appearing from his ball.

At the same time, Tommy yelled, "Gooo Scyther!" Upon seeing Kirk's first selection his heart sunk, knowing the major type weakness he was up against. "Wing Attack!" His Scyther's wings began glowing a bright white as his Scyther flew up into the air, diving at a diagonal at Charmeleon.

'An easy win' Kirk thought, "Flame Burst!" his Charmeleon raised his head back, then back forward, shooting out a small burst of piping hot fire straight at Scyther.

"Dodge it Scyther!" Tommy yelled, his Scyther doing a barrel roll to evade, striking Charmeleon with one of his wings upon completing the roll. Charmeleon brushed it off, trying to hit Scyther with his tail as he flew by again.

"Hit that mofo with a Fire Fang!" Kirk commanded. Tommy had told his Scyther to keep up the pressure with another Wing Attack. As his Scyther closed in for another one, Kirk's Charmeleon braced himself. At the perfect time, Charmeleon lept into the air at Scyther, catching him off guard, clamping its red hot jaws down on Scyther's upper shoulder. Scyther fell to the ground, barely able to stand. Without needing a command, Kirk's Charmeleon seemed to disappear for a second, then reappeared in a slashing motion, using Aerial Ace to finish off Scyther.

"You got lucky with that type advantage Lazarus! Not this time though, Croconaw!" Tommy yelled across with a smirk on his face as he swapped his Pokémon.

"Let's make lemonade... Aerial Ace!" Kirk yelled, in his mind hoping his Charmeleon could get a few good hits in or dodge and pull off the hard win. His Charmeleon became a blur this time as Tommy told Croconaw to use Water Gun. Charmeleon was too fast for Croconaw's eyes to follow, as he was slashed from behind, falling forward from the power.

"Screw it, use Surf, Croconaw!" Croconaw laid there, facing Charmeleon, looking like a real crocodile as the water from the practice field behind them rose up out of the pool. Tommy laughed, seeing Kirk's shocked facial expression from across the field.

"Oh shit. Hurry and hit another Aerial Ace!" Kirk yelled quickly. His Charmeleon, ignoring the oncoming wave, blurred toward Croconaw as the wave parted around Tommy. Charmeleon slashed Croconaw again as the wave struck, sending Charmeleon packing back to his Pokéball.

"I ain't even wet," Tommy taunted, his words the truth.

Kirk scowled as he sent out his next Pokémon, Eevee. "Quick Attack!"

"Bite!" Like Charmeleon, Eevee became a blur, but not as fast as Charmeleon was, striking Croconaw in the chest. Croconaw was visibly getting low on health now, his Bite attack was very sluggish, but it hit, hurting Eevee badly.

"Take Down, Eevee, finish it!" After retreating back, Kirk's Eevee began running at full speed, an all out charge, ramming himself into Croconaw's chest again, this time knocking him out. "Nice one Eevee," Kirk congratulated his Pokémon, waiting for Tommy's next move.

Tommy swapped his Pokémon, a large black dog appearing in front of Eevee snarling. Tommy had sent out his Houndour, and she was ready to go, "Fire Fang!"

As Kirk gave the command for a Take Down, Tommy' Houndour was already upon Eevee, her red hot fangs knocking out Eevee with ease. And just like a dog, Houndour ran back and jumped forward with her head low to the ground at Tommy and then jumped back, playing.

"Y'all might be in for a treat," Kirk said, with a smile on his face, knowing he has another type advantage coming up. His Larvitar appeared, flexing its small muscles.

Tommy smiled as well, "You think you've got this Kirk?"

"Hell yea! Rock Slide baby, HAH!" Kirk yelled with an epic arm pointing at Houndour.

"Heh. Solarbeam, girl," Tommy said in his normal voice to Houndour. A small orb of yellow light began forming inside Houndour's mouth, who pointed her snout up towards the sun to decrease the time.

Over on the other end, Larvitar hit the ground with his tail, breaking it loose. With ease, Larvitar uprooted a large piece of earth. He tossed it up in the air with his arms and legs, jumping with it. On the other end the orb inside Houndour's jaws was now expanding outside her mouth. Larvitar did a back flip in the air and kicked the piece of rock, sending it flying towards Houndour.

"Dodge it and fire!" Tommy yelled. Houndour closed her mouth around the orb, jumping out of the way of the rock. She planted her paws firmly and unleashed the Solarbeam. A huge beam of yellow light shot blindly towards Larvitar, knocking him out cold.

Cheers erupted from Tyler and Tommy's team, with some groans from Kirk's. Tommy met Kirk at half to shake his hand. Kirk brushed past Tommy, ignoring him completely. "Hey good match bro!" Tommy called after Kirk.

Kirk barely turned his head around, replying with a very fast, "F*ck you."

Tommy laughed, "Hah! Take it easy killer."

"YES! Yes! Yes! Hah, suck it moron!" Tyler said yelled excitedly, pointing at Kirk, as Barkley told the losing team to line up for some sprints.

After many sprints, Barkley huddled everyone up, "Great job you guys. A week from today is our first match, and during next week we'll be assessing you all to determine who to start as our top ten. And those of you who won have won yourselves a few 'points of consideration' beyond our already developing starting lineup. Now go rest up, no practice tomorrow. We'll see you all Monday afternoon after class if you go or not. Break it down Tyler," Coach Barkley said to the group as he, Lesley, and Kent walked back to the coach's office in the arena.

"One, two, three, Hurricanes!" the team echoed, but without a word after Tyler spoke, "All freshies, stay where you are. Welcome to Freshmen Hell Week," he said smugly, crossing his arms over his chest as the not-freshmen cheered.

"Wait, what did he mean, if we go to class?" Tommy asked.

"Hah! Oh frosh, you have so much to learn," Tyler replied.

"Get schooled, son," Barry added.

Tyler pulled Barry off to the side, "Barry I appreciate the input. It was perfect. But 'son'. 'SON'? Barry, you're my best friend but... come on!"

"What Tyler means to explain is that most of the team doesn't go to class, I'm one of the few who do," Megan explained for him.

"Wait, but how do you pass?"

"Yea girl, what's the skinny?" Kirk said showing interest in not going to class, butting past Eavan and Charlotte.

"Watch it, loser," Eavan snapped at him.

"Well, you can have your own, as Tyler calls them, 'nerd' who does your homework for yo-" Megan started to explain.

"Wait a second. I get my own nerd?" Kirk asked, his eyes widening and holding a fist in front of his mouth, waiting for Megan's obvious answer.

"Yes, that's what I was just saying. Your 'nerd' will-" again, getting cut off.

"Awww shiiiiiit! Hell yea, hah! I ain't heard such great news since I passed the 6th grade," Kirk practically yelled, jumping up and down just a bit.

"Wait what do you mean, 'passed 6th grade', everyone passes 6th grade?" Eavan asked him, pushing him to face her.

"Oh well I failed it twice, so you know. As they say, third times the charm, but my nerd!"

"Wait, so you're actually supposed to be a junior? How old are you?" Eavan questioned.

"16, so if me and you was gonna go ou-" Kirk began.

"Enough from the peanut gallery!" Tyler interrupted all, everyone ending their separate conversations. "Everyone is to report to the Beach House at 9pm tonight. That is all."

"Be there, or you're done," Barry said, putting his face really close to Kirk's as he followed Tyler back to the locker room.

"Better, but not great," Tyler said to Barry.

"Where's the Beach House?" Tommy asked.

"Oh my Arceus, do you know anything?" Harper said degradingly.

"In his defense, he is a freshman," Colin said, defending his teammate.

"Sure, but 'Beach House'. Beach. House. House on the beach. It's the only one," Harper said, himself going to the locker room.

"Just follow the path past the arena and make a right, the only house you'll see," Colin stated, turning to go shower as well.

"Oh, and make sure all four of you show up at once," Megan added with a smile, "Ok, I'll see you ther- Oops, said too much!" she turned around, and jogged off as the rest of the team headed for the showers.

"Hey, Karim, you hear all that?" Tommy asked his teammate, looking over where Karim was sitting on the bench. Karim nodded in reply.

"Good enough for me, how bout you?" Kirk said, nodding towards River who was standing next to Tommy. She too, nodded.

"Well you're in a good mood, just a minute ago you were all salty bro."

"Hearin' bout how I get my own nerd got me all hype man."

"Oh same dude, I hate school, this is beyond awesome dude."

((a few hours later))

The four freshmen met up outside the Campus Center and walked together. The stars could be seen if one glanced up, the ocean was very calm, and the air was warm. As they passed the towering arena, the Beach House came into view. It was a typical looking beach house. Made of wood, it had a main floor with a large wood porch stretching towards them, a second floor, and if looking from the ocean, a basement. As they got closer, they noticed that all the windows were covered by the curtains and it had smoke coming out of the crack below the front door.

"What the hell is that?" Kirk asked no one. Karim was next to River, who was getting nervous, with Tommy and Kirk in the lead. The group walked up the steps and onto the front patio. Kirk knocked and the old mail slot opened.

"Are you all there?" Barry's voice could be heard. Tommy replied 'yes' and the flap closed. They heard three locks getting unlocked and the door opened. The smoke, that appeared to be from dry ice, instantly sent chills down their spines, and was about about up to Barry's waist. He was wearing a old school brown monk robe with a huge pointed hood.

"Dude what are you wear-" Tommy began. Barry quickly closed the door.

"Shh shh shh, no questions, come," Barry replied, ushering them through. The house was pitch black except for a few teal and pink lava lamps put randomly around.

"Welcome, frosh. To my house," Tyler's voice said from afar, he was using a megaphone. They walked through the smoke and into a very large living/party room. On one end of the room was a fireplace with many couches in front of it and a bar on the other side. Teal and pink lava lamps were on top of the fireplace and bar. Barry led them through this room into a side room where everyone else was.

"This is Tyler's house?" Tommy whispered to Kirk who shrugged. Inside this room was more monk robed, hooded figures on either side of the room in lines, their faces hidden from view. Apart from the lava lamps, it was pitch black. Barry walked past them all and stood next to the "main monk", standing behind a table that had a skull of a Cubone with a candle on the top of it, a bowl with pieces of paper in it, and a lava lamp on the other side.

The four freshmen stood between the hooded figures, as they were pushed right up against the table, being surrounded by the monks. "I'm glad you all made it on time," Tyler began. He lowered his hood so that the freshmen could see his face. Next to him was his first and best Pokemon, Glaceon, who was occasionally breathing out the dry ice smoke. A Mienfoo sat in the corner atop an unused bookshelf and behind and between Tyler and Barry was a Kirlia. "Once more. Welcome to Freshmen Hell Week. To begin, I need your Pokemon."

A monk from the right side walked forward to the freshmen, holding out a bowl. The monk was Eric, the team manager, and he stood in front of Karim on the far right first. "Your Pokemon, please," he said. Karim stared at him with his usual blank stare. In his mind thinking 'there's no way I'm giving you my Pokémon. "We're not going to do anything to them, just put them in the bowl," Eric whispered quietly. He obliged so he could get out of this place quicker and put his Pokéballs in the bowl. The rest of the group followed suit.

"Great. Now. It is long tradition at Humilau High what you're seeing in front of you. Glaceon more smoke," he whispered to his light blue Pokemon who puffed out a bunch of smoke. "Inside of this bowl on this table are many papers," as Tyler spoke, Barry moved his arms in a free flow way that matched his words. "On each paper is a different hazing. You do not get to choose your haze. Whatever the Triple-H gods choose for you, you will take. And over the course of this week, you will be hazed. At anytime. Any place. Along with other group hazes. Step forward."

Tommy stepped forward first, and the other four lined up behind him. He went to pick up the bowl and once his fingers touched it Tyler spoke quickly, "Don't touch the bowl." Tommy shot his hands back and then slowly reached one into the bowl and grabbed a piece of paper. "Don't open it yet," Tyler commanded. Karim and River followed suit, and when Kirk stepped up, Tyler stopped him. "No, no, no." Tyler reached his hand over to Robby who picked a piece of paper up off the table and handed it to Tyler who handed it to Kirk.

"I thought you said the gods would choose?" Kirk questioned.

"They do... I'm god and I decide, this is my Hell Week! Take it," Tyler said annoyed. As the four freshmen lined up in front of the table again, Tyler spoke, "You may now open your papers."

The group opened their papers at the same time, each glancing at the few words written in the middle of it. As the group looked up in different variations of confusion, Eric was gone, as well as a few of the other upperclassmen, and Tyler was smirking which turned into evil laughter.


AN: Ok I promise not to do two somewhat cliff-hangers in a row but I couldn't resist. Freshmen Hell Week has begun! Good craziness to ensue in the next update. Lots of it. Again you guys, stellar reviews. I seriously cannot wait to read them. I hope that everyone whose character got in is reading, I can't tell if you are or aren't if you don't leave a review every now and then xD

Until next update, Your Broski