CH.2: Tournament Terror

The doors slid open as the man walked into the lobby of the building. There were many awards for brilliant inventions, breakthroughs for medical problems, you name it. At a desk near the elevators stood a woman holding a couple of papers. He walked up to the desk and she looked up at him with a puzzled look.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"What? I can't walk into my own brother's lab and be recognized?" he said sarcastically as he removed his hood.

"Oh! Harry! Sorry, I couldn't see your face with your hood up." He just smiled at her."Markus is on floor three."

"Thanks, Sasha." Harry replied. He walked over to the silver doored elevator. It was his brother's own invention; a voice activated elevator. It takes a powerful mind to build a robot that was self-conscious.

"Good evening, Harry. Which floor will you be going to today?" the elevator asked.

"Floor three. Markus wants me to help him with an invention. He says it's going to be a, quote unquote, 'breakthrough'." Harry said as he chuckled slightly.

"Very well, then. Floor three it is." The elevator door opened into a small room with a bar to hold on to on the wall. he stepped in and the doors slid closed. he had to admit, Markus was pretty smart. He could develop self-conscious robots, antidotes no one could figure out, and many new pokeballs. At his house, he claims to have a closet full of master balls, ultra balls, and many others. As a child, Markus was great at building things, and wanted to always be a scientist. Harry, on the other hand, always wanted to be a pokemon master. He was given a baby Torchic as a child. Ever since then, he took great care of all of his pokemon, making sure they were never in any real danger.

Until today, that is.

He had gotten into a battle with a couple of gang members. They were too powerful for Inferno, his Blaziken, to handle. So he had to use the rest of his team. The rest of his team were in training, so they were still very weak. He swore he would never endanger them like that again.

"Floor three has been reached. Have a nice day." the elevator announced. The doors slid open revealing a lab with many people and machines. There were various beakers, robots, and screens. Papers were scattered over desks with various contracts and blueprints. At the end of the lab was a man in a lab coat like everyone elses. he had brown, spiky hair and glasses. As Harry approached the man he could overhear his conversations with a man on the phone.

"...and i'll have your parts delivered to the HQ in no time. It'll be fine! Don't worry! Okay. Okay... I see... No problem Giovanni! Thank you." Harry was puzzled. Why would his brother be talking to the Team Rocket leader? He decided to just forget about it. It probably wasn't important.

"Ah! Harry. Thank goodness your here. The machine is over there." He looked and saw a large tube, large enough to hold a human about his size. He figured out where this was going in no time.

"So I guess I need to stand in that tube?" he asked. Markus nodded," Prescisely!"

Harry sighed and stepped in. It was suprisingly roomy for a closed space. He heard his brother speak, "Now, This may sting." Harry knew what he meant. A line of lasers appeared above his head and started moving down. As soon as it touched his head, he felt a sharp pain run through his entire body. He grimaced as he felt it. He bit his bottom lip to focus on that pain, but that didn't really help. As he felt the pain, he could almost see the faint figure of a girl in front of him.

"There! It's done!" Markus exclaimed.

The tube was opened and he stepped out. He could feel strange...waves flowing through him.

"So, what was that supposed to do exactly?" Harry asked."According to my calculations, you should have even MORE enhanced abilities!" Harry pondered this. He already had inhuman abilities, but more?"What exactly does that mean?" "Basically, I enhanced your original abilities, and get this: I gave you the ability to use pokemon moves!" Harry was stunned. Use pokemon's moves? Is that even possible?

"Wow...Just wow..." He didn't even know what to say.

"And! I gave you the ability to see into the future!" Harry simply couldn't believe it."But, they come in unexpected visions,so...yeah."

Unexpected visions,huh? Well, it's better than nothing,he thought.

"Thanks, Markus." Harry said."No problem!" Markus replied.

Harry started out of the building when he had a sudden headache outside."Ugh...what the...?" Was all he could say. He then saw a vision, just as Markus said. He saw a tournament arena, a boy battling a boy. It jumped to a scene where a bunch of ghost pokemon were surrounding a group of teens. And then...he saw her. The girl from his vision in the tube. She was on the ground and a ghost, not a ghost pokemon, just a ghost, was towering over her. the last thing he saw before it ended was the ghost charging at her with mouth open and claws ready.

"It's time for the first battle of the tournament!" The announcer yelled over the intercom."The first battle will be between Misty and Artie!" The tournament had started a few hours ago and, of course, Ash was the first one there. The others came soon after him, once again complaining about Ash not slowing down. The first battle was, as stated before, Misty versus a boy named Artie from Sinnoh. Misty chose Starmie, Artie chose Ariados."Ariados! Use Toxic!""Ariaaa!" Toxic poisoned Starmie badly."Starmie, Water pulse!" "Sta!" Water pulse flew at ariados, damaging it badly. The battle went on like this for a while, Starmie using hydro pump, Ariados using electroweb, Starmie double-edge, Ariados bug buzz. Until Starmie finished off the Ariados with a psychic attack.

"Ariados is unable to battle. That means Starmie is victorious and the winner is Misty!"

The crowd roared with delight, yet at the same time some people booed. Misty didn't care, though. She won the battle.

The tournament went on like this for a while, until the final battle came.

"Now for the final battle! Ash Ketchum versus the ghostly girl, Spirette!"

Ash looked across the field. It was a girl dressed like a normal girl, but she had an erie feel to her. She had straight black hair and and a gardener hat. She didn't speak, even when she sent out her pokemon,which was a Dusknoir.

"Duuuuusk!" it cried.

"Ready, Pikachu?" Ash asked the little electric rodent on his shoulder."Pipikapi kachu chu!" It replied.

"Ready, battlers?" the ref asked. Two trainers nodded."Okay. Battle!"

Without her trainer even saying anything, the Dusknoir launched off a shadow ball."Dodge it, Pikachu!" The rodent moved just in time. Pikachu launched a thunderbolt at the ghost. It nailed it right in the stomach. But it didn't do much. Immediatly the ghost launched a dark pulse, and it nailed Pikachu. That Dusknoir was really high leveled, cause that dark pulse destroyed Pikachu.

"No! Pikachu!" Ash cried out as he embraced the tired mouse."Are you okay, buddy?"

"Pi...ka..."It said, painfully.

"Pikachu is unable to battle. Dusknoir wins which means the winner is Spirette!"

The crowd was silent. Was that real? One move destroyed the pokemon?

"He he..." Spirette laughed."I think this tournament is over." Spirette then floated into the air and started to change. Her skin started to turn wispy and gas-like. Her eyes lost their pupils. She eventually changed into her true form; Ghost.

"Everyone leave! NOW!" He ordered. Nobody hesitated to leave. But as the teens were leaving, he grabbed them

"And where do you think you're going?"

AGES: Ash:15

Misty:14 1/2

May:14

Gary:15 1/2

Harry:16

Markus:18

Well guys, that was chapter 2. Hope you like it! but I don't know when I'll be updating. Depends on school. Anyways, I'd appreciate reviews, good or bad, but keep in mind that this is my first fic, so...yeah

ANYWAYS! Next chapter will be the epic battle between Ghost and the good guys. Harry will be introduced to the gang, and maybe I'll add in a couple of romantic moment between Harry and May.

But there is still the question introduced: Why was Markus talking to Giovanni? That, my readers, will be revealed in a later chapter. Just use your,*holds hands to side* Imaaaaaagination to figure it out.(sorry, i had to use that reference)

Oh! One more thing, I'd like to reccomend a writer named ThatOneDwarf to anyone who likes my stories.

Anyway...I'm talking too much. So. That's all for now! Buh-bye!