002 Ivysaur "It Matters Not "
Being kept in a sphere really irritated me, but I would rather be in here than out there among the screaming crowds that awaited never-ending battles, plus in the lounge room the trainers' arguements never ceased. Their babbling of how many badges they have, how many Pokemon, how many ribbons and trophies, the whole thing was giving me a headache.
"I do not intend to partake in this useless discussion," a voice murmured with distaste. A voice that was greatly familiar to me, I could never mistake it with another's.
The tone always contained a calm feeling, never rising in volume nor bearing any detectable emotion. It was the owner of this voice that I called 'partner', which I'm glad he couldn't understand me or that would have probably tick him off. This particular human that I have been traveling with for the past few months have proved to be interesting, he was careful with fights and not taking a challenge that would be too easy for myself or any other member of our party. Of course with the overeager trainers that would not take 'no' for an answer and would demand a battle my partner's grave expression was enough to send them packing, which I loved to watch on the sidelines since it was funny how humans ran with their two legs (no offense to any two-legged Pokemon.)
"Heh, boy I hope I fight you. I've heard people speaking very highly of you all over in Johto," a female cooed softly. She seemed near, too near.
I heard the audience's roars, and someone stepped inside, their large boots making a considerable amount of noise against the wood flooring that had been put down.
"Rivalen and Delfinah, get out there in five minutes. Please review the rules before entering the arena if you haven't already," the person who had came in said, then he left.
Rivalen was the last name of my partner, I assumed 'Delfinah' belonged to the trainer he'd be fighting.
"Aww, I guess we won't be fighting today," the female mumbled sadly, the one who was sitting next to where my container was kept.
Thank Arceus for that.
"And I guess I will have the honor of doing so. See you out there," called another, I wasn't able to tell what their gender was.
I felt my partner stand up and walk out of the lobby, following his challenger into the arena. The crowds applauded and cheered when the two humans strolled onto the field and took their places at the edge of the dome, leaving room for their chosen Pokemon to fight.
Okay, let me at 'em!
"Elric, do your best," my partner whispered, grasping my sphere and enlarging it into its regular form before releasing me from my 'prison.'
"Ha! Finally!" I shouted, full of relief that I was lastly out.
I focused my attention to the person who stood on the other side of the arena, I managed to see that it was a female human who seemed undoubting that she would win. I glanced over my shoulder to see the figure of my partner.
His first name was Jax, to his dismay, I rarely ever called him by that. He was taller than the average nineteen year old, his skin fairly pale, Jax's dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail, his icy blues eyes were fixed on his opponent. Since the weather was turning hot Jax wore a white sleeveless shirt, along with black jeans, and hiking boots fit for traveling.
I looked around at the yelling audience who had come from regions that I had never seen before. The arena was built on Slateport's huge beach, the bleachers had formed a circle for the battles to ensue. The lounge that the people who had signed up for the one-on-one tournament waited in a tent near the entrance to the stadium.
"And welcome folks to Slateport's one and only contest to see if a trainer can win the annual cup with a single Pokemon! I am Merfyn Ty here on this beautiful sunny day and, once again, welcoming you to Hoenn's proud Slateport City!" the announcer said over the speaker, his voice bomming in comparison to the ocean's crashing waves.
My feet sunk into the warm sand, seeing that the whole set up didn't include a canopy to shade the field from the sun. I smiled, hoping Jax would realize that this could give us an advantage.
I heard the people around us murmur and staring at me in awe.
"What an unusual Ivysaur."
"It's a shiny! My eyes have never had the pleasure of seeing one until now."
I smirked and held up my chin with plenty of self-regard; I was very proud of being one of the rare shiny Pokemon, but not as proud as my partner was. Everytime Jax whipped me out of my sphere he took in the moment, although he never did boast and kept an unblemished expression like always.
"Miss Delfinah is now deciding which fighter she will choose, Rivalen gave her the upper hand by sending out Ivysaur first, so the fine lady can see if she has a Pokemon who is good opposing his grass-type," Ty informed.
Jax liked to let his Pokemon out first; he always said it makes the battle more interesting and it's fun to fight against the odds. I couldn't blame him, it was exciting to see if I, or any of my teammates, could over-come our toughest foes.
I looked up at our opponent, she looked like she was full of confidence that she all ready had this fight in the bag. I kicked up some sand with one of my back legs as if telling 'Delfinah' to not think so full of herself.
The girl was a bit shorter than Jax, with dark skin and hazel eyes that glimmered with determination. She wore purple capri pants and a dark red tank-top that had orange and yellow flames that looked like it would jump off of the frabic at any moment. She wore no footwear and had her black hair in a long braid that bounced against her back because of the light summer breezes.
"It looks like Wynter Delfinah has picked her Pokemon for the tournament, and as you know the Pokemon trainers choose in their first fight is the choice they have to stick with for the entire contest," the announcer explained.
Wynter reached into her tote bag and took out an Ultra Ball, she smiled at Jax and merely opened it. It was uncommon for trainers just to unleash their fighter without throwing the sphere onto the ground, which I called 'the dramatic effect.'
I didn't need the light to fade from the shape of my enemy to know what Pokemon it was. It hovered above the ground, only having a single pair of limbs which was the arms that extended quite a ways from its body. Even when I could see its appearance the sun reflected off of its metallic body making it difficult to see, but the tournament's voice had no problem filling the humans on what it was.
"And Delfinah has chosen Darnell, her Metang, a very well known Pokemon here in Slateport!" Ty exclaimed, the audience clapped and cheered encouragingly at this.
I stared at the steel/pyschic, admiring its poker face. "Lets rumble," I hissed.
"Jax's level twenty-five Ivysaur against Wynter's level twenty-four Metang, this should prove to be enticing folks," Merfyn Ty said happily. "The Ivysaur will have a speed advantage, but will this be enough to beat a partial pyschic, which is one of its weaknesses?"
"Elric, Sleep Powder!" Jax called out first.
"And Rivalen does not hesitate to grab the chance to make the first move," Ty said.
I inhaled deeply, the large bulb on my back slightly opened up and I shook violently to unleash the blue substance. The powder fell near the Metang, being sucked into its lungs, atleast I'm assuming it has lungs, and beginning to feel the effects.
"Oh! It seems the wind is favoring Rivalen today!"
The corners of Jax slightly curled into a satisfied smile, but he knew this fight had just begun and Wynter might have a few tricks that could turn the tables.
"We've bought some time, Elric," my partner whispered, but raised his vocie enough for me to hear. "Use Leech Seed!"
Before my bulb could fully close, three small seeds popped out and planted themselves near Darnell. They quickly sprouted, their vines wrapping around the Metang. I waited for the free health I would recieve, but it never came. I glance at my partner with confusion, Jax only returned the same expression as my own.
"Oh! And Ivysaur's Leech Seed deals no damage!" Ty exclaimed.
The audience roared in delight, stomping on the steel bleachers to show their support for Wynter and her Metang.
"Darnell, Sleep Talk!" Wynter shouted.
The Metang began mumbling, its body jerking and snapping the vines off of its body with ease. Dark violet waves rolled off of its surface and came torwards me.
I did not need to hear a 'dodge it!' to run out of the attack's path, but the waves seemed to have crawled into the my head creating massive damage. My eyes snapped shut and I let out a painful cry until the harm faded away.
"And Darnell's Confusion deals super effective damage to the Ivysaur! It looks like Wynter might win this!" the announcer yelled.
"Elric, we still have a good chance," Jax murmured. "Use Razor Leaf."
I gritted my teeth and let hundreds of leaves soar out of my bulb and head for my foe, hitting it in all directions although harming it little.
"Rivalen refuses to lose hope, but the grass-type attacks are barely making the snoozing Metang flinch," Ty said.
Wynter's lips curled into a wide smile, thinking very highly of the situation.
I realized that the doll-like eyes of Darnell were no longer being effected by the Sleep Powder I threw at it when this started; I was sure that I was in for a cruel beating.
"Darnell, Psychic!" Wynter commanded.
My mouth went open and I watched, horrified, the Metang readying for a move that it probably learned from a TM. I closed my eyes, preparing for a world of hurt to ensue.
"Folks, this could finish off the poor Ivysaur," I heard Ty explained.
But before I could feel a thing, I felt myself being sucked into a familiar place.
"Oh, wait! Jax Rivalen has thrown in the towel and retreated. The victor is Wynter Delfinah!" Merfyn Ty shouted, as the audience broke into applause.
I felt Jax walk out of the arena and the noise from the cheering decreasing. My sphere was still clutched in my partner's tight grip.
"We both knew very well that with type pyschic attacks in a row would have finished you, and I believe with the odds stacked against us I would rather you wouldn't get hurt," Jax whispered. "Winning. So many believe it is everything, but it matters not."
It matter not.
Those words had glued themselves in my sore mind as I smiled. I was grateful I had such a thoughtful partner that did not let worldly thing get to his head, that is what I liked most about him.
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I have created a system for my Pokemon battles, the information is in my profile if you are curious to know how I work it.
I must admit I slacked off in my first chapter, not adding as much detail as I should've. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I will be sure to try and write the next as soon as possible.
Also, there will not be any repeats of characters in previous chapters. These 493 one-shots give me the chance to experiment with different characters, personalities, and appearances.
~Quin.