Who might that be? That would be Kann! What could that be? A new chapter!
I really want to change my name to Snoops, hah.
This is written in the present tense, which is something I'm not used to.
And on to the story.
There's more to it than meets the eye.
Two fierce beasts stand in what used to be a relatively rectangular arena-like area. The place is now a complete wreck; rocks protrude from the floor like the teeth of a behemoth; twisted pieces of metal litter the ground, as if a dying machine spewed its steel innards on the floor it passed away on, all of it mixed with purplish spikes that look more like vicious poison-spewing urchins. And it's not all. The ground is cracked, as if an intense drought drained the life of the floor, down to the very soul of it. However, a deluge is now relieving the abused earth, pouring as if the heavens have opened.
A bird-which bears similarities to an overgrown sparrow- hovers above the littered soil, carefully avoiding anything that might dull its claws or cut its skin open. The bird is quite magnificent! Brown, with a cream stomach. Its bright eyes are surrounded by black markings, and they give it quite the noble appearance, and it goes without mentioning its long red-and-yellow feathers flowing from between its eyes down to its crimson tail. It is as noble as it is brave, and it glares at its opponent fiercely. Thirty feet from it stands a feline that could probably be called a lion; a black lion with a spiky mane, aggressive red eyes, and odd, blue-and-yellow fur on its legs and face. It swishes its tail threateningly, and clenches its jaws in anticipation. It doesn't seem to be doing as good as the giant sparrow, for it is heavily hindered by the rocks and twisted pieces of metal.
This is the last turn. The one which decides whom, from the noble sparrow or fierce lion, will be the victor. It is all a question of speed and precision.
The bird is ready. It spreads its wings, soars high into the sky, and, once ready, plummets down, wings tucked to its sides, towards the feline. It braces for impact, and then…
Pidgeot used Brave Bird!
It's not very effective…
The foe's Luxray fainted!
Pidgeot is damaged by recoil!
"What?" a scandalized Gabriel lets out. "Just how could you beat me six-to-zero in a Pokemon battle? I thought strategy was my thing! And that last move wasn't even super effective against my Luxray."
"You're not thinking about it enough. My Pidgeot won because she was bred with perfect Attack and Speed IV as well as with the Brave Bird egg move, she was EV trained in these two stats as well, she carries the Adamant nature and I gave her a Sharp Beak, which makes her flying type attacks stronger. Not only that, but the entry hazard I set up earlier vastly crippled your Luxray", explains an amused CR-S01.
"…what. Eevees? What does Eevee have to do in here? And intravenous? You boost your Pokemon by breeding them to have medical instruments on them?"
The discussion is going nowhere, and the young surgeon finds himself pretty exasperated. Gabriel is a brilliant man, there's no denying it. That's why getting him Pokémon White version seemed like a good idea : at least, he'd have a worthy opponent to fight against. Huge error. Gabe doesn't seem to realize this game goes much farther than just the moves you stick on your monsters, and he eventually leaves him with a "go ask RONI, I'm sure she can help" before retreating to his cell for the night.
And first thing the diagnostician indeed does when he opens the door to his office is to ask RONI to help him learn everything about Pokémon. The intelligent computer easily finds information about the famous game in its database; whoever programmed her sure thought about everything.
So for the whole nights, he learns about everything that makes the kid's Pokémon vastly superior to his : he learns how natures affects the growth of certain stats, and how important it is to train specifically your monsters to have better starts, and breeding and abilities and moves and items and whatnot. He feels much wiser the next day, but not yet ready to face the unexpected Pokémon expert.
Gabriel does see something good about all of this. He gets closer to the surgeon, and he feels picking up a kid's (not so much anymore) game to play with a colleague was one of the best ideas anyone ever had. It's a juvenile thing, he knows, but the term "play with his colleague" makes it all the more endearing, and he figures adding an s to that colleague might make everything more enjoyable. None the less, not matter how friendly it all is, he intends to get his revenge and several trips to the day-care and hours of training later, he finds himself ready to face the master again.
This time, a sandstorm is tearing apart the no man's land. Rocks are once again emerging from the ground, sharp and ever so dangerous. The wind is howling, and the sand being carried by it feels like thousands of tiny razor blades or glass shards slashing through the air.
A once beautiful serpentine form is writhing on one side of the battlefield. It's scales are dull, having lost their shine from the sandstorm that was summoned long ago. It isn't doing half bad, but it was clearly worn down from a long, arduous fight.
And on the other side of the arena stands a terrifying shadow. It's dark blue, standing out in the sand, and its red belly cutting through the veil like blood on snow. It roars, as if the wind swishing around it helps it and makes it stronger. With a mighty stomp of the floor, the floor shakes, agitated by an earthquake of which the monster is the epicentre. The dulled snake hangs on as much as it can, and barely manages to stay conscious. It forms a loop with its body, and opens its mouth. A blue, ice-cold beam is thrown out of it like an arrow and, for a moment, victory seems to be near. However, the blue monster vanishes for a second, avoiding deftly the attack, the beam hitting a rock behind. The ice cracks and explodes, and for a second a rain of ice and sand falls in the arena. The blue monster suddenly reappears…
Garchomp used Dragon Claw!
A critical hit!
Foe's Milotic fainted!
And suddenly, a collective sigh is released from the group that has formed around the two fighters. The battle had been going on for a while, and progressively more people had piled up around them to look up. First came Tomoe, then Esha, followed by Hank, then those two nurses, Little Guy (or whatever his name is), Maria next, and finally Naomi who had to find "Agent" to drag him back to HQ.
And from then on, every time a few minutes could be spared, a battle would begin, and yells and laugh could be heard from wherever the battle was.
Gabriel was proud of his first victory, and he felt it somehow made him closer to CR-S01. Not only from a Pokémon point of view, but he felt he had redeemed himself : he was the fine strategist everyone thought him as, and people could take him seriously again, even if he played kid's games.
Aaaah hahahaha first chapter I submit in years is a request made by superdude8 who probably didn't have that in mind, and who might not even see it.
I'm a pokenerd, and I figured that somehow, two bright minds playing an incredibly deep kid's game would be hilarious. Anyways, I kinda wandered off the interaction here, but I'm going back on tracks next chapter, don't worry!
Just for fun, I imagined what Gabe's and CR's teams would be. Figured Gabe would be a more aggressive player, with offensive monsters, while CR would have something more balanced and traditional.
Gabe : Tyrannitar, Garchomp, Luxray, Gallade, Electivire and Volcarona.
CR… : Milotic, Pidgeot, Venusaur, Salamence, Ampharos and Ninetales.
Well anyways, that's about it. I really feel like writing some AU and some pretty absurd stuff, but I got to balance all that out. Also, by far my longest chapter, damn me!
By the way, can you name every move that was used during their two battles?
Love you all, and see you in the next one! And don't forget about critics!