The Quarter Finals round One = Owen VS Lightning

The first round in the Total Drama Pokemon Tournament, felt rough. Owen, the plump party boy sighed

"Ohh... I am SO hungry... Hopefully these concession stands have breakfast."

He sat in his light blue waiting room. Justin, looking at himself in the mirror said

"Do not worry, with a pretty boy like yourself, you are unstoppable.."

Owen grinned "Say, thanks justin! That was nice of you..."

Justion looked back "Oh, I am sorry, I was talking to my reflection again, This habit I hate...but love. So, who's up next? And what are these poke'mon things?"

Owen scratched his blond head "Ummm OH oops! Here let show you one that reminds me of mister coconut!"

He blew up his own large face and vomitted up a poke 'ball and Justin screamed "OWEN, that is just plain gross you know... but you are still cool, I guess.."

Lighting was inside punching a stuffed dummy in the hot pink waiting room. He had empty bottles of protein shakes all over the floor and different kind of weights in his room.

He said vainly "Oh, yeah. Lightning will sweep the floor with these losers! Sha bang!" Then a the door behind him was knocked down by a medium height tomboy with a single eye brow. Short dirt blond hair neck lenght, the gray sweatsuit woman said casually

"What's up, jock strape?"

Lightning the african american athelete took off his shirt revealing a bronze nice six pack scoffed

"JO! what are you doing interupting Lightning's training?!"

She rolled her eyes and body-slammed him to the floor and put him in a head lock. Lightning cringed and sung

"Uncle! Lightning gives up!"

Jo smirked "What's the matter? Since you got your butt handed to Cam, you got soft..? Also, isn't the training for the Pokemon and not you?"

Lightning said "Of course, man. Team Lighting, activite play 387!"

Jo said "oh snap..."

The music roared ad the crowd on each side was waiting for results. Chris flamboyantly wore his referee shirt and said on his microphone

"OK LADIES, GENTLEMEN AND..."

Izzy said from the audience "I-SCOPE!"

Chris rolled his eyes since he could not do anything while relentless crowds of guards were watching,

"Whatever! welcome to the first round! Today on our blue side is the Party guy, the first winner of the total drama series, the breathing food dispenser, and the guy filled with blissful friendliness, its OWEN!" The crowd roared as he rolled into a ball and jumped up and slammed the stage saying passionately "ITS LUNCH TIME BABY! Oh, hi Izzy!"

Izzy yelled "Leave no leftovers behind!"

Chris smiled "Next on the pink side we have the Over-achieving athelete, the one with brawns, pain and a summer worth of working out, LIGHTING!"

Then his entire team from the Toxic rats except Scott said "SHA-BANG!"

He charged out wearing a red and white pattern football helmet and threw it to the audience and bellowed "PREPARE TO LOSE FAT MAN!" the crowd from the audience boo-ed Lightning and Chris whispered to himself "THIS will bw good," facing the contestants he said "NOW COMMENCE BATTLE!"

Owen smiled and waved before saying

"GO SNORELAX! LETS HAVE A GOOD TIME BUDDY!"

Chris then tilted his head and asked "Where are the poke 'balls?"

"OH, HERE!"

The audience looked grossed out as he threw up a poke 'ball and a Snorelax appeared on his side. Lightning laughed as he threw his pokeball like a football

"Go, Hitmolee Show them the sting of Lightning, SHA-BANG!"

Hitmolee kicked out the ball with a side-kick. Owen called forth with angst

"Snorelax, show him some strength!"

The beast punched the floor with anger at the athlete's poke' hitmolee stared in silence Lighting said

"Counter it!"

He let itself get hit causing him to jump in the sky and force a kick in its stomach but Owen cried before it could land "stokepile" and it ate some rumble to make itself tougher. Owen ordered

"Now body slam!"

Wasting no time at all, the green beast gave the thing a bear hug with a sadistic smile. He floped upward and landed on its stomach. Snorelax rolled out of the way. and Hitmolee cringed like a flat pancake, Lightning looked dissapointed.

"NO! DO NOT GIVE UP IN THE NAME OF LIGHTNING! High jump kick follow with dynamic punch!"

Hitmolee sprung its long tired legs and tried to jump kick the sleepy poke'mon. But Owen said with concern

"Protect.. and rest up buddy" A shield of light exuded around snorelax."

Hitmolee fell on the floor and his feet began to bleed and it curled into a ball and went to sleep healing its wounds. Owen cried to Lightning

"Dude, your little friend is getting hurt! You should help the guy OUT!."

Lightning however turned his head away from his Pokemon

"Lightning's team needs no help! anything that does, is not with team lightning! SHA-BANG!"

Hitmolee widened is eyes at disgust to his trainer before purposely fainting disappearing in its ball. The brown fighter went in a fit of rage

"THAT DOES IT LOSER! LIGHTNING WILL EAT YOU ALIVE! Hitmochan! read its mind, punch the ground and cause a fissure!"

He threw the ball above the lights. Hitmochan rocketed itself and punched snorelax. This openned up a gap i the arena and snorelax fell down it but Owen called back Snorelax before it got hurt any worse.

"DUDE! I hope my little guy is OK. NOW GO, milktank!"

He dropped out a poke 'ball from his nose and he plunged the ball to the floor next to the gap. Owen told him

"Retaliate for your buddy!"

Milktank eyes turned amber and used milk bullets to shoot up Hitmochan until it fainted. Lightning mouth was open in awe.

"Wha...? This is insane. You must be a good fight, but it ain't over until you are singing out of this stadium Sha Bang! Machamp, dance with them, sha-bye-bye!"

He threw his pokeball over in front of Milktank. Milktank curled into a ball in defense and it became a boulder, rougely chasing down the four armed monster. But Machamp tighten his eyes strongly and punched himself in the chest. He gave himself lividly graphic bruises but his muscle grew massively. Owen looked weird

"Ok, dude, I think you have umm Hey! Noah! what is that...word? um narpisallism? Narosim cake?"

Noah called out "Narcissism"

Lightning looked as if he got a huge head injury "Huh? Whatever, wimp! I'll take you down! Use mach punch."

Machamp disappeared and reappeared on top of the milktank and brutally punch it. Milktank was about to put out a glass bottle of milk, but seizing the opportunity, he snatched the milk, drunk it in its face, and round-house kicked the utters knocking it back to Owen's feet unconscious. After Owen called it back home, Lightning gave a condescending look

"Aw, would you want me to call your weakling out for you?"

Owen smiled "Oh, Mr. Coconut, finish him with a few tricks. Heh heh heh..."

Eggexcutor climbed out of the gap, with all three faces smiling

Lighting rolled over in humor "Really, a food tree!? Hey Chris give me a straw! HAHAHA!"

Owan said with no emotion "Knock him dead with Psyshock."

The tree concentrated with much contemplation and countless meteors of blue like attracted to Machamp and they exploded as Owen said smilely in hatred "Sha-dinner-time"

Lightning eyes went blank and he fell down to the floor. Chris, walking to Owen's side raised Owen's sweaty and stomach acid dreached hand

"And the winner of the first round is OWEN!"