AN: I don't own Pokemon, it is the property of Game Freak and Nintendo.

The Mistress of Dragons.

"Alright guys" the brat breathed, "This is it, the final badge, Clair's a Dragon Type trainer" she frowned, looking down at the ground, "Is that lava? Seriously?"

"Yes!" the Gym guy called. "You should return your Pokémon so it doesn't hurt them" he advised. The brat nodded and we were all sucked into our balls.

"Leafeon. Let's finish this!" the brat cried, I bounced onto the stage, a weird water type I guessed from its colouring"

"Hah!" a blue haired woman laughed, "You think that little thing can defeat my Kingdra"

"Leafeon use Magical leaf!" the brat orders, I strike out, it doesn't do as much as I wanted. [What!] I cry, [That should have been super effective!]

[It should have] Kingdra says simply, [If I were not a Dragon]

[…..Ah] I respond, "Kingdra Hydra Pump!" Blue orders, "Brace yourself, this can't take you out Leafeon!" Brat cries in retaliation, she looks like she calculating something, I grunt as the attack hit's it mark. "Magical Leaf again!" she orders, checking her pokedex for something, I feel like attacking her, she could at least look interested!

But I comply and get a hyper beam in the face for my troubles. [WHAT DO I DO BRAT!] I demand of her, she smiles, this really smug smile, "152 kilograms" she says simply, putting her pokedex away.

[152 kilograms, the hell has that go to with anything?] I screamed, "Leafeon, finish this with Grass Knot!" she orders, smirking. [Oh…Gotcha!] I laughed, sending my final attack towards Kingdra, the attack hits and he falls.

[Very good grass hopper] Kingdra smiles, before fainting.

"AIII!" the brat cries, and soon I find myself enveloped in a hug, "Fantastic Leafeon! We won, on our way to Indigo League!"

"….No" Blue says, the brat freezes almost instantly, "What do you mean Clair?" she asks innocently, placing me on the ground, "It was a fluke" Clair formally known as Blue snaps, "I won't give you the badge"

"But I won" the brat insists, placing her hands on her hips, I get a look at her expression, it's annoyed, not exploding anger. "You're not worthy" Clair says waving her hand dismissively, "But…." The brat's eye twitches, "If you pass the Dragon Tamers test in Dragon's den behind my gym, then I'll give you the Rising Badge" she declared. The brat glares discretely before heading back.

"Guess we need to get to this Dragon Shrine" she said, "Okay Leafeon return"

"Alright everyone come out!" the brat cried, I opened my eyes, around me was the others, Pigeot had perched on the fence, Espeon was sulking by the brat's legs, Typhlosion yawned and blearily look around. Dragonair, he was acting weird, he growled softly, his lip curled into a gentle snarl glaring at anything and everything.

[This Place, it feels weird] he said simply, I glanced around, they were still annoyed at me, it practically poured out of them, "Alright guys, we need to pass this test cause Clair mean" the brat says, "Ready?"

[Ready!] the chant, Typhlosion growls softly at me, [Ready] I say lazily, "Alright! Let's go!" she cries. We run in, the room is dimly lit, old men in odd garbs line the wall [They kind of look like the Sprout Sages, don't they Ty?] Pigeot said cheerfully, [Indeed, those we simpler times, Just you, me and Lyra] Typhlosion reminisces with his old friend.

[Hey!] Dragonair jokes [We're right here buddy!] The eldest Pokémon laughed, [We know!] Pigeot chirps, flapping his wings kicking up a wind, [We're just trying to make you newbies Jealous!]

"Hello Child" the sage at the top of the room says in a warm voice, "Clair sent you to take the Dragon Tamer's test?" The brat nods softly, the man sighs, "Clair can be a bit pig headed, but come let me test your bond with your Pokémon" Lyra nodded, Pigeot squawked happily, Dragonair yipped, Typhlosion was silent as usual, Espeon cooed and I was silent.

"Tell me, Lyra, what are Pokémon to you?"

"My friends" she replies firmly.

"What wins Pokémon battles?"

"Teamwork, we help each other out, always" she replies, I fell four pairs of eyes on me, I shrugged off this uncomfortable feeling.

"What kind of trainer do you want to battle?"

"Strong trainers, so we can show off are full potential"

"What is most important when raising Pokémon?"

"Love" she says quietly, "Regardless what, you love them, because they are your friends and partners, no matter what"

"Strong Pokémon, Weak Pokémon, Which is more important?"

"Both" Lyra says simply.

"You've past the test" the sage says, "Go tell Clair this, alright?"

I glance at the kid, she beams and runs outside, "Alright team!" she cheers, I glance at her, I walk up to her, "Huh, something wrong Leafeon?" she asks. I reached up and touched her hand with my nose, [Sorry] I say simply, I turn to the others [I'm really sorry, I've been a jerk and you don't deserve it]

The smile at me, [No worries, dude!] Pigeot sings happily, [You're not angry?] I gaped, [We're a team] Dragonair says, [We stick together no matter what, face it Leafie, you're never getting rid of us]

[Thanks] I say simply, a lump forming in my throat. Big Pokémon don't cry.

Totally uncool.