The Wailord Cruise

Chapter 6

-Food for the Fishes-

We were down to our last pokemon. The crowd noise heightened in anticipation. I made the first move.

"Win it, Huntail!" I sent out the extremely rare deep sea serpent. He circled around the arena displaying his exotic design and powerful jaws.

Gary laughed, "Hahaha do you really expect to win with that thing? This what I'm talking about when I say you'll never be a legit trainer."

"Get'em Gallade!" Gallade came out of his pokeball in a meditating stance, before popping up into a fighting position.

"Gallade Leaf Blade!" "Huntail Crunch!"

Huntail slithered his way towards Gallade at alarming speed. Gallade fired off a razor sharp leaf coming straight towards Huntail. Huntail opened his jaws and attempted to bite the leaf in mid-air. He was only able to deflect it, and in doing so was left with a huge gash on his mouth. Huntail continued onwards, lunged towards it's prey, and crunched down on Gallade's abdomen leaving a trail of blood and intestines behind.

"Gallade! Are you ok? Quick, finish it with Psycho Cut!" As Huntail was retreating to it's position Gallade mustered up it's remaining strength and charged. Using it's forearm like a sword, it was about to strike Huntail for the KO.

"Sucker Punch!" I desperately yelled. Everyone witnessing was in great confusion. How could something with no arms use sucker punch?

Huntail waited for the right moment before swinging his fish-tail with tremendous force into Gallade's jaw, shattering it completely. Gallade fell to the ground, now with a broken face to go along with it's disembowelment.

I raised my fists in the air and ran towards Huntail to embrace him. The crowd cheered and gave a standing ovation; this was by far the most intense battle the cruise had seen yet.

'Finally. I finally accomplished something that people will remember me for.' I thought to myself. I was petting Huntail as Ash came over to congratulate me. "Great job out there man!" "Thanks, I knew I could do it." "Let's celebrate, bar for some drinks?" " It's late and I'm pretty tired., think I'm going to head back to the room actually," I replied.

Flannery came down from the stands and gave me a hug. "Wow, that was incredible Darren! That really got me pumped up to battle again. We should do it more often."

"Sure, Flannery I'm down anytime. I'm going back to my room for now, do you want to come back and hang out?" I smiled at her.

"Definitely," she answered.

Most of the crowd had dispersed from the battle arena. I was on my way back to the living quarters when I spotted Gary sitting on a bench with his hands on his head, being consoled by some of his groupies.

I stupidly took this opportunity to rub the match in his face. "Hey Gary, maybe next time you'll learn to keep your filthy face shut. If you ever want to get humiliated again in front of everyone just give me a call."

He stood up and walked over to me oddly happy. "I have to say, you did do a great job out there. Listen, I'm really sorry about what happened at dinner. Truce?" He held out his hand.

I was reluctant to shake his hand but maybe Gary had changed and learned some humility.

I reached out to grab his hand… His open hand changed into a fist and came full speed at my left eye. Flannery screamed causing numerous lights to turn on in the cabins near us. I ducked as he whiffed on the punch. I sprung up with a forearm and jabbed it into his mouth and tip of his nose.

This only angered him more; he grabbed me by the shirt and pushed me backwards. I kept stumbling and stumbling back but couldn't break out of his strong grip.

Eventually my back was acquainted with the steel guard-railing on the edge of the ship. I grimaced in pain which created an opening for Gary. He landed a left hook into the side of my head, right above my temple, and he continued with a vicious uppercut which sent me sprawling over the side of the ship.

I was completely dazed and unable to keep enough balance or presence of mind to grab onto anything.

The fall was 60 feet into the dark oceanic abyss below. If I wasn't knocked unconscious by Gary's punches, the impact from falling off the Cruiseship into the rough waves surely did the trick.

I was sinking to my death. My last thoughts were about which way I was going to die. A hungry Gyarados? A pack of Basculin ripping my body to shreds? Maybe a Jellicent would catch me and drag me down further to feed it's children…

Everything went black and I was at peace.

THE END ?