Author: 32 teams of 2, means 64 characters. But I have only 20 or so characters so far, most of the rest will be cameo appearances from other anime/video games as well as some "Special" appearances. I'm also going to use some names I remember I had when naming my characters in the Pokemon series.

*DISCLAIMER* I DO NOT OWN POKEMON!


Teaming up

The big party waits in the lobby of the coliseum, awaiting the time when the tournament begins.

"Hello Dawn," a familiar, creepy voice speaks to the coordinator.

"Eeek!" Dawn jumps and turns around. "Conway?"

"That's right," Conway adjusts his glasses. "I'm going to participate in this tournament as well. For old time sakes, would like to be my partner?"

"I'm sorry Conway," Dawn apologizes. "I already have a partner."

"Is that right?" Conway glares at Ash and Brock. "Well, a proposition then. We still have time before the registration starts, I would like to challenge your partner to a one on one battle outside. If I win, it will prove I'm the better choice to be your partner. Do you agree?"

"Are you su-"

"Great!" Conway rushed away. "I'll meet him outside."

"Ehehehe," Dawn sweat-drops.

Lucian giggles a bit, "I suppose I shouldn't keep him waiting. Don't worry, this should only take a couple minutes."

A couple minutes later...

"YOUR PARTNER'S AN ELITE FOUR?"

"You ran away so quickly, I didn't have time to tell you."

*Ding Ding Ding*

"Registration for the Tili Bay Tag Team Tournament will now begin! Will those who already have a partner register in the left desk, and those entering alone register in the right desk."

"This is it guys!" Ash tells them all. "Good luck in getting your partners!"

"I hope I get a beautiful girl!" Brock says with hearts in his eyes.

Ash and Anabel, Lucas and Brendan, Bugsy and Winona, Lucian and Dawn, Candice and Zoey. All of them registered together along with a few other teams. They watch from the lobby as all the single entrants enter a different room, perhaps to determine who their partner will end up being.

"Hey Anabel," Ash starts. "Have you already evolved your Snorunt?"

"Not yet," Anabel tells him. "I want to teach Frostlass Psychic as soon as I evolve it."

"Does all your Pokemon have Psychic?"

"Yeah," she answers honestly. "If they know Psychic, it makes it easier for me to understand them and I can send them my instructions mentally."

"We still have time," Ash tells her. "May be I can help."

"Really? Thanks Ash."

The two of them hurry outside.

"Where are they headed?" Dawn looks on.

"Probably to teach Froslass Psychic," Lucian tells her. "All of her Pokemon know it, it helps with her ability."

"Ooooh!" Candice jitters. "When's this tournament going to start?"

"We have to wait for them to make teams," Zoey reminds her.

"Hey Lucas," Brendan talks to his partner. "I hope we get to fight Flint and Volkner first!"

"Don't say stuff like that," Lucas worries. "Or it'll really end up happening."


"Alright my friend, time to come out." Anabel calls out her Snorunt. "Here, this is what you've been waiting for." She holds out the Dawn Stone. Snorunt jumps around excitedly and touches it.

Snorunt glows a bright white color and grows, "Froslass...!"

"Hello Froslass!" Anabel greets her new Pokemon.

"Lass, froslass!"

"Haha," Anabel giggles. "You're really happy now. Alright, Froslass. I'm going to teach you Psychic. Come out Alakazam!"

"Kazam!"

"Alakazam, I'll need your help to teach Froslass Psychic."

"Ka!"

Ash looks at his partner, "Alright Pikachu, are you ready for this?"

"Pika!" Pikachu jumps down from Ash's shoulder and in front of Froslass.

"Ready when you are!"


"I wonder how they're going to do the random numbers," Brock mutters.

"It's simple really," Conway explains. "They'll pass around a box with balls in them. The balls themselves have numbers written on them. Each pair with a matching number will be a team for this tournament."

Sure enough, a box with balls is passed around and everyone took a number.


"All right!" Barry yells out. "Who's got number 23?"

"I do," a mysterious figure walks up to him, he wears a suspicious black hood and cape around his whole body. "My name is Wally, Wally Ace."

"Why are you dressed so weird?" Barry asks at first. "Well it doesn't matter, as long as you're strong! I'm Barry!"

"Oh believe me, I am very strong, Barry," the figure smiles.

But in the corner watching them, was another mysterious figure. He recalls the conversation he had earlier in the shadows.

"Are you Riley?"

"You're-"

"Shh, please. It's better not to mention me. I heard a lot of great things about you from Cynthia and Steven. That's why I thought I could get you to help me on this case and called you here."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Just keep an eye on all the competitors, I'm sure that the smuggling ring will be looking for good targets. Try not to mention any of this to anyone, if they find out we're on to them, they'll leave before we can catch them."

"But, I can't participate now, the registration's closed."

"That's why I'll be participating, to get a better look at all of them myself. I have also informed Cynthia and her partner about this, they'll be keeping an eye out too."

"Why don't we inform more people? Like the Elite 4?"

"I don't want to cause a panic, nor do I want a lot of people getting involved. The less there are, the smaller the chances of them getting hurt."

"Alright, I won't tell anybody unless I have to."


"Number 15?" Brock calls out. "Please be a girl, please be a girl!"

"How unfortunate," Conway tells him, showing off his number, matching Brock's.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Brock screams out loud.


"Hey, does anyone have 18?" May looks around for whoever might have her number.

"I do," Marley walks up to the coordinator, showing her matching number.

"That's great!" May jumps in joy. "We'll make a great team!"

"Y-Yeah!" Marley agrees.


Janine runs around the room swiftly, looking for number 22. She finds it in the hands of Jasmine.

"So," Jasmine smiles. "You're my partner?"

"It's an honor," Janine bows.

"Please, it's nothing really."

"I hope to learn a lot from you, Jasmine of Olivine Gym."


"I wonder who has number 28?" Ritchie looks around. Sparky's ears twitch slightly.

"28! 28!"

"Pika!" Sparky points in the direction it hears the voice.

"28!" Lyra calls out again.

"Lyra!" Ritchie calls her.

"Ritchie! You're 28?"

"Yep!" Ritchie holds out his number.

"Great!" Lyra rushes over to him. "I'm sure we can win this tournament!"

"That's right!"


"Would all teams please make their way to the stadium. I repeat, would all teams please make their way to the stadium."

"Looks like it's time!" Ash tells Anabel.

"Yeah," Anabel calls back her Pokemon. "She managed to learn it, but she still hasn't mastered it."

"Don't worry," Ash puts a hand on her should and gives a thumbs up. "I'm sure Forslass will master it soon."

"You're right," Anabel and Ash make their way into the coliseum.


"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" the announcer roars into the microphone. "It's now time to begin the Tili Bay Tag Team Tournament! Let's give a big hand for all our contestants!"

All the teams entered the stadium together at the roar of the crowd.

"Wow!" Ash looked around as he waved with Anabel. "This place is a lot bigger than I thought."

"It does, doesn't it?" Anabel agrees. "And look at all the teams here, this is going to be fun."

"Yeah!"

"Pika!"

"All right then everyone!" The announcer screams. "Here is how this is going to work. For the first round, each team will sit in pairs around the battlefield, at those chairs will be an envelope revealing their numbers. Then our randomizer will decide which 2 teams will do battle. Our tournament brackets will fill up based on the results of the numbers.

Whoever makes it to the top will have the chance to do battle against..."

The announcer stops speaking and points to the sky. A Garchomp and a Dragonite circle around in the air, there's a figure riding on each of them. The two dragons fly down to the center of the stadium and land softly on the ground, revealing the champions Cynthia and Lance!

"Cynthia and Lance?!!" Ash jumped as the crowd roars in delight and excitement.

"Flint?" Volkner turns to his partner.

"I had no idea," the hot head answers him. "They didn't tell me what they planned for the winners. But this will make things even more interesting, don't you think?"

"That was some pretty fancy flying Lance," Cynthia complimented.

"You were very graceful," Lance replies.

Both Champions finish waving to the crowd and fly up to their private seats.

"Alright everyone! Time to find out who the first teams will be!"

Everybody stares at the big screen just above the stadium, 2 random numbers are being generated at the same time.

"It looks like... numbers 22 and 18! Whoever has those numbers please make their way to the battlefield."

"Well, that's not us." Ash moaned.

"Haha," Anabel giggles. "Oh, Lucian and Dawn are moving to the center."

"Really?" Ash jump back up, hoping to see the battle.

"This round's battlers are our very own Elite Four, Lucian! With the winner of the Wallace Cup, Dawn!"

The crowd cheers as the two of them waved.

"Their opponents are... Cell and Frieza!"

"I do hope you're really to lose," Cell taunted.

"Elite or not, you're no match for us," Frieza smirks.

"Looks like someone," Lucian adjusts his glasses. "Is full of himself."

"YEAAAAAAAAH!" Dawn screams. "I'll show you what I've got!"

The announcer gets out of the way, "Let the battle begin!"

"Go, Bronzong!" Lucian calls out his Pokemon.

"Let's go Piplup!" Dawn tosses Piplup forward.

"Hmph, take them out Cacturne!"

"Obliterate them Zangoose!"

"Alright Piplup," Dawn takes the initiative. "Hit Cacturne with Peck!"

"I don't think so," Freiza smiled. "Stop it with Pursuit!"

Zangoose tackles Piplup hard.

"Piplup no!"

"Bronzong," Lucian commands. "Use Gyro Ball!"

Cacturne suddenly appears in front of Bronzong and Sucker Punches the bell Pokemon. Cell smirks.

"Now Zangoose! While it's down, Close Combat!"

"Iron Defence!" Lucian calls out. His Bronzong brings its guard up to protect form the multiple hits of Zangoose.

"Piplup! Help out with BubbleBeam!"

"Piiiiplupluplupluplup!" The BubbleBeam knocks away Zangoose from Bronzong.

"Is that the best you can do?" Cell laughs. "Needle Arm!"

Cacturn clotheslines Piplup hard, knocking it sky high.

"Bronzong! An opening!"

Bronzong gathers energy into its arms and spins into the Cacturne.

Cell only smiles, "Payback."

Cacturne tackles Bronzong for twice the damage. Piplup lands on the ground next to the giant bell, barely hanging on.

"Looks like it's over," Frieza taunts.

"Not even an Elite Four is invincible," Cell laughs. "Not to finish this! Cacturne! Use Hyper Beam!"

"Zangoose! Hit it with Shadow Ball!"

Cacturne brings both its arms to one side and gathers energy between them. Zangoose raises a claw above its head and dark energy starts swirling around above it.

"Bronzong! Stop them with Flash Cannon!"

Cacturne, Zangoose and Bronzong charge up their attacks. The stadium fills with energy.

"ATTACK!"

All three fire their energy, causing a big energy struggle in the middle of the field.

"This must be hard for it with all those wounds," Cell mocks. "I'm sure this will make them BURN!" Cacturne increases its Hyper Beam. Bronzong is losing the battle!

Zangoose is knocked away by a Hydro Pump!

"What?" Cell turns to see Piplup still standing.

With Zangoose gone, Cacturne can't hold back Bronzong! The bell's Flash Cannon hits the cactus, KOing it.

"The winners are Lucian and Dawn!" The announcer cries out and the crowd roars.

"Phew," Dawn sighed. "That was a close one."

"That'll do Bronzong, that'll do." Lucian praises his Pokemon.

"Wow," Anabel smiles. "I didn't think they could get that close to losing."

"That was an awesome battle!" Ash yells.

"Hehe. This tournament is just beginning!"

The tournament has just started, and the winners will battle the Champions Cynthia and Lance. However, something dark lurks in the shadows. A mysterious group has also entered, what are their schemes and how far will they go? Find out next time!


Author: Well now, things are getting interesting at last. Everyone has partnered with everyone else, Champions Lance and Cynthia are a part of this tournament and will face the winner. However, there is some dark intent lurking about, can Riley stop them before they do any harm? See you all next time!