The so-called Tarxi was just polishing his Geodude when a strangely determined girl in green clothing burst in. Her face looked like she was ready for the battle of her life, but the Pokemon on her head bickering about something really killed the mood.
"Wow, a female Pet coach? I don't see them much," said the gym leader. "Of name Tarchick, and, what is your some sort of fashion designer? Do you know the count bedazzling as abuse Caterpie?" He pointed to Pearl's plastic sequins.
"Uh. . . Tarxi!" Green shouted, unsure of how to reply to his Engrish gibberish. "I'm here to battle you and win the first gym badge!"
"You do not say? So, Stone, I go defeat them!" Tarxi commanded his Geodude. It moved quite swiftly onto the field for a rock with just arms and a face.
Pearl crept before it, ready for it's move.
"Stone, Defense Carl!" Tarxi shouted. Green snickered. "What is?" Tarxi yelled angrily.
Green giggled, "Defense Carl? Your English is more screwed up than I imagined! Anyway, Pearl, String Shot!"
The bejeweled insectoid Pokemon reeled back, then launched herself forward, shooting silk at the rock creature. The "Stone" tried shaking off the Caterpie's sticky threads, but barely got a handful off.
"Stone, Go-All-Out!" the Rock-Type gym leader ordered. Stone launched itself at the bug, who decided to use Tackle as well. They collided and there was an ugly "crack" that resonated throughout the room. Pearl landed on her feet. She did have a wound on her head, and it was bleeding. She shook on her six legs, but kept her ground like a warrior. Geodude/Stone was lying on the ground, with a missing chunk of its arm and a disturbing crack go through its face.
Green, obviously rather worried, tried comforting the shocked Tarxi, "That'll disappear. I heard that evolving Pokemon often lose their scars."
Tarxi was fuming, and recalled the Stone. He wordlessly threw out a Pokeball, and it erupted into a what appeared to be a stone snake. He cried out, "Yeewa, Tolerance!" The Onix coiled up, and froze like a statue. That was it. It didn't even twitch or blink.
Wander had hopped into battle. He glanced at Green, who was a bit nervous of the type match-up, but she told him, "Okay, Wander, use Sparks Splash!" The lizard behaved like a dragon and breathed a large amount of fire at Yeewa. It seemed to have received some damage, but still didn't move. That alone was creepy about the serpent of rocks, but it was also very long, about thirty feet.
Taking its rock-like behavior to it's advantage, Wander blasted more Embers at Onix/Yeewa, until something in the snake snapped. It lurched forward and struck Charmander with such speed that it flew several meters into the air, just barely missing the ceiling of the rather tall building. When he landed, chunks of rock had embedded themselves in his fur, causing pain with every movement. The Onix froze again, using "Tolerance".
The girl commented, "Oh, Tolerance is just the Japanese version of Bide. I-I get it. Wander, don't attack too hard!"
Confused, the Charmander did as asked. When the Onix struck back, the attack from it didn't seem to be as powerful as before. The Fire-type also seemed to be ready for it that time. However, Yeewa, realizing its strategy was discovered, hit with a Tackle almost immediately after its Bide attack.
Wander, pinned between a wall and the snake's stone horn, clawed at the rock snake's eyes. It flew backwards and Screeched, temporarily disarming the salamander. Using that as an advantage, Yeewa hit Charmander again with its rocky tail. It spiraled through the air and hit the wall again. The dazed creature slipped down it.
The Rock-type trainer kept a straight face as the "Pets" injured each other like punching-bags. Both creatures seemed ready to collapse.
"They're going to murder each other, Tarxi!" Green shouted. "Get that Onix to calm down a bit!"
He shook his head, "If you do not go all out, you can not win. Given the curse, this all will blame you."
Annoyed with the mixed-up English and harsh trainer, Green then commanded in a loud voice for emphasis, "Ember! Strong as you can, Wander!"
Both Pokemon were barely visible as a huge blaze ignited from the Lizard Pokemon's corner. When the flames died down, the Onix was laying on the ground and Wander towered over it. The battle was won by Green and her trio of Pokemon.
Tarxi had a displeased glare painted onto his face. He glanced at Green. He growled like a wolf, " Well, green, you win the battle. However, please note, the next gym is much more difficult. There is no thing that you win!"
Green picked up Lord Hater the Pikachu and Wander. They all cheered. Their joy was interrupted with a sudden white flash. Stunned, they turned around. In Pearl's place was a Metapod with well-aligned sequins, unlike her previous messy pattern. Pearl the newly-evolved Caterpie looked pretty worried and upset.
"I was cheering and forgot that I am near my evolution. . ." she sputtered.
Green happily picked up the green crescent moon-shaped Pokemon, "And you evolved! Double win!"
"Thank new, Metapod, congratulations. Wow. It is, I'm very strong, you have all of a sudden monotonous voice," Tarxi said. He didn't sound very impressed.
Green grinned like a lunatic at him.
The room seemed to suddenly get dark and much colder. Several noises and shadowy shapes drifted along the walls. Both trainers and all of their beat-up Pokemon were in a state of panic. The gym leader suddenly passed out.
A shadowy figure appeared behind him, with glowing red eyes. Its most notable feature was its messy-looking hair silhouette. The creature spoke in multiple voices at once, "Brx duh d yhub jrrg wudlqhu, duhq'w brx? IUHH WKH JBP OHDGHUV IURP WKLV IDOVH UHDOLWB. Rqob wkhq fdq brx ehfrph wkh Fkdpslrq. L'oo eh zdwfklqj brx!"
The trainer in emerald and her Pokemon were all hugging and shaking in fear. As soon as they appeared, the dark and cold atmosphere changed back to normal, the shadows scattered, and the Gym Leader was still out cold for some reason on the Gym floor. Wander hopped off of his friend and poked the leader. He sat back up abruptly. For a moment, Tarxi looked as if he were still panicked, and maybe even begging for something, but the expression changed to sudden anger.
"Whether you are still doing in my gym? Get out, the brats!" he ordered.