Finaly updated! Finally! I've known it was almost a year since I've last updated, but I have due to Sabre-The-Typhlosion's constant nagging. -laugh- I'm just kidding, Sabre. Due to your constant reminder, I found the inspiration in my gut and continued to write. Sorry for the late update. School and family have been biting my butt for like months, and I haven't gotten time to myself. I've also gotten commissions that were paid on the spot and had certain deadlines. So yea... But I've updated so here. I'm also writing another story. It's called A New Crew. It is a Dance Central fanfic. Try and read it. Well on with the story.
I DO NOT OWN POKEMON, BUT IF I DID, IT WOULD BE MUCH MORE MATURE AND THE CHARACTERS MUCH OLDER. -cheshire smile-
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Pink. Red. Orange. And yellow. They raced across the sky in jagged lines. Pidgies flew through the sky in flocks as Rattatas ran through the thickets of the grass. Two large forms flew into the morning sky. The riders leaned against their Pokemon as they soared to their destination.
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"PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLL LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLL!" A scream echoed through the house.
A plum-haired teen of 17 almost had eardrums popped due to an annoying (AN: That is the understatement of the year. -_- ) blondie screaming his name. Barry had the appearance of a Primeape when he was pumping his fists in the air, hopping from one foot to the other.
"Dawn, can you make the idiot shut up?" mumbled Paul, who was lazily watching TV. The bluenette let out a sigh as she went to calm down the hyper blonde.
"PAUL! I will fine you 1,000,000 PokeYen if you don't battle me now!" hollered Barry, who was currently throwing a fit over something so insignificant. In Paul's point of view, he thinks a battle with Barry is insignificant. Paul made a grunt, pulling himself up off the rather uncomfortable couch and walked past the screeching teen. He walked out the door into the backyard where various Pokemon were using their leisure time wisely. His pitched black eyes scanned the area to take in the scene.
Underneath a shady oak tree were his Ursaring and Nidoking. The Ursaring laid on his side while his arms were propped underneath his chin with the legs curled to his side. On the other side of the tree, the Nidoking had his arms crossed and head tucked against his body. His purple scales had shown dull in the cover of the leaves except for his tail which was partially in the shade. The end of his tail shined a bright shade of violet in the morning light with a bright white outline. The only movement seen between the two was the falling and rising of their chest.
On the other side of the yard was his first Pokemon Torterra. The large Continent Pokemon rested on the new moss-green grass. His giant, flat-looking shell upheld a single oak tree. The leaves sprouted from its branches were broad, thin, and flat as they clustered together, providing shade. There were also three large jutting mountain-like stones that were made of pure granite were attached to his shell. The shell itself was a dull green excluding the small portion were the oak stood for it was a dusty brown which resembled grainy soil. A thick white rim lined the edges of its frame, ending with a baseball diamond above its head. The two large spikes stood out on the side of his face, pressed against his chestnut tree trunk-like legs that sported four stoned-like toes. Torterra was in a state of peace. His black rimmed eyes were closed as well as it slept, undisturbed despite the annoying blonde that was still inside the house.
Paul walked across the yard until he was in front of his starter. He squatted down next to his head and placed his hand on the Pokemon's large head. Then, he petted him. This may seem uncharacteristically of the stoic teen, but he has learned to grow and respect his Pokemon with the respect they shown him. It was a quiet and relaxing moment as a cool breeze brushed his purple locks. But that was all interrupted when…..
"PAUL! I DEMAND A BATTLE RIGHT NOW, OR I WILL FINE A TRILLION, BILLION, AND GAZILLION POKEYEN!" screeched the raging and impatient teen known as Barry, flying through the back door with a sense of pride. Dawn followed behind and sighed, knowing this will not end well. A grunt slipped through the obsidian-eyed teen, and he rose from his seat and glared at orange-eyed male that was steaming mad.
"Fine, if you want a battle, then you got one," said Paul. A twinkle showed in Barry's eyes, jumping for joy with the excitement of a Pichu with a Pecha berry.
"Finally!" Without another moment, Barry took out a Pokeball from his pocket and threw it into the air. "Let's go Empoleon!"
A flash of red light came and went, leaving a penguin-like Pokemon in its place. Its wings were tipped with royal blue metal and have three golden claws sticking out at the bottom. It has a short, blue metal tail sticking out of its back and fin that's on the front of its body that extended to where its chin would be then splits to form a collar. It was black with a white collar that simulated that of a tuxedo. It had a white lace-like appearance, and there were also two gold-colored spots on its upper back. However, the feature that stood out was its three-horned trident-like crest that extended from its beak. It stomped its webbed feet on the ground and let out a cry, "EMPOLEON!"
Torterra, interrupted from his rest, pulled itself up and walked up to his trainer. His beady crimson eyes glanced at black ones, and with a nod, the pokemon walked into battle, stamping his heavy legs and letting out a cry itself.
"I'll go first then. Empoleon use Hydro Pump!" A strong jet of water shot out of his mouth and aimed straight at Torterra's head.
"Torterra, Frenzy Plant!" The continent Pokemon slammed his two legs to the ground as it sprouted giant roots. The roots then formed a shield, blocking the attack but unwind and headed straight at Empoleon.
"Dodge, Empoleon!" He jumped off the ground, narrowly missing them. He then hopped from one root to another, closing the distance between the two. "Now use Steel Wing!" His metal wings glowed a bright white. With a cry, the wings aimed at his head.
"Torterra use Chomp!" When one wing was close enough, his strong beak slammed shut on the wing. "Now Giga Drain!" The three mountains upon his back glowed green, and three strands of energy beams wrapped themselves around the trapped Empoleon. Soon Empoleon's energy was being drained. The penguin Pokemon let out a cry; the energy slipped out of his body second by second.
At this point, Barry was hopping around like Buneary on hot coals. "No. No! NO! Empoleon get out of there quick!" Soon the energy beams retracted, releasing the creature. He then jumped back with a grunt. "You okay, Empoleon?" He nodded his head, and Barry grinned.
"Ok then, use Drill Peck!" Empoleon rocketed into the air. With a twirl of his wings, he spun like a torpedo; his beak and crown emanated a pearl glow. The attack made contact, striking Torterra on the head. He then leapt back. The giant Pokemon groaned and shook its head. Its beady eyes locked onto the Empoleon who had a smirk on its face.
"Torterra use Leaf Storm!" commanded Paul. The leaves on the tree radiated a light green glow before swirling into a cyclone of wind and leaves.
"Empoleon, dodge it!" Empoleon's eyes widened, but it was too late when he was sent into a whirlwind of leaves. The attack hit dead on, hurling the opponent in the air.
With Empoleon offguard, Paul shouted, "Now Hyperbeam!" A surge of energy shot out of Torterra's mouth and struck it in the chest. The penguin Pokemon shortly fell to the ground with a thud, and there it fainted.
"Empoleon!" shouted Barry as he raced to his Pokemon's side. Lifting Empoleon's head, the blonde smiled and thanked his Pokemon for a good battle before returning him back to his Pokeball.
On the other side of the yard, Paul had a smirk on his lips and turned his gaze to his Pokemon. Torterra looked at his trainer and gave a slight nod. The two had a mutual agreement, and the teen left his Pokemon to recover and walked over the bluenette who was currently sitting in one of the chairs.
Throughout the entire battle, Dawn watched with cerulean eyes, catching every detail. Ever since her and Paul's talk, she started to see Paul in a different perspective. She then learned to respect the impassive teen, but the girl still intervened when it came to how he treated his Pokemon, much to his dismay.
She smiled at Paul even if it was not returned. He sat in a chair next to her and grabbed a glass of lemonade that was left on top of the table. He leisurely took sips of the ice cold drink, savoring its sweet taste.
"That was a great battle, Paul," said Dawn, taking a glass herself. She only received a "Hn" from him as she continued to drink her glass. "Is that all you can say?"
"No," he muttered.
Dawn pouted her lips and said, "Well, you always say Hn."
"Hn." A little tick mark began to form on her temple, crossing her arms. "You're just too stubborn, aren't you?"
"And you're just a bit too talkative, Troublesome." His inky eyes strayed over to her azure ones while a small smirk crawled onto his face, seeing her reaction clear as a Lanturn's light.
"My name is Dawn! Not Troublesome!" She said, standing up in the process.
"Whatever…. Troublesome," mumbled Paul as he turned his stare to something else. Dawn let out a huff and proceeded to Barry who was thinking of tactics that he can use in his next battle. How does she know? Well, he was mumbling out loud, slipping in a few "It's perfect!" and "This will work!" Knowing Barry, she pushed aside his weirdness and took a spot right next to him.
Turning his head so fast that it can be considered whiplash, he gave Dawn a big smile before telling her his plan to beat Paul in the next battle after making sure she promised that she won't tell, which she did to appease his child-like and hyper behavior. The navy-blue haired child gave him her attention, listening to his every word. However, a sound resonated in the air. It sounded like flapping. Then, her Piplup came out of the house and ran to her side, flapping his tiny wings crazily and shouting, "Pip!Plup!Plup!Piplup!"
"What is it, Piplup?" Dawn asked her starter. The blue and white Pokemon was pointing at the sky with a wing. The sound that Dawn heard before gotten louder and sounded much closer. Turning her head to the sky, she saw two faces she hasn't seen in awhile.
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