Here's chapter three. There's not a whole lot that happens in this chapter, so it's kind of short. Again. Sorry for all of the short chapters, they'll get longer, I promise! Hope you enjoy!
Chapter Three: Battle in the Square
Clover and Tony arrived in Accumula town soon after. They walked into the pokemon center and walked across the room to the nurse. "Welcome to the pokemon center, would you like to heal your pokemon?" the nurse asked. Tony healed his gothita first, handing her, in her pokeball, to the pink haired woman. Once Gothita was healed, she was returned to Tony. "Thanks," he said. Next, Clover healed Snivy. When they had finished the walked outside to the town square. "Ready to battle now?" Tony asked.
"You bet," Clover said, imitating Tony's voice.
"Ha ha, very funny," said Tony, trying to keep a straight face but failing. He laughed. "Alright then. Go gothita!"
"Go snivy!" Clover said. Both of their pokemon came out of their pokeballs in flashes of light. "Use vine whip Snivy!" ordered Clover at the same time Tony ordered gothita to use pound. As Tony's pokemon rushed forward, Snivy shot out a vine swiftly. He gripped the gothita's leg and pulled her crashing to the ground.
"It's okay gothita!" encouraged Tony. "Use confusion!" Gothita stood up and her eyes flashed. Snivy stumbled and held his head.
"Use tackle Snivy!" said Clover. "You can do it!" Snivy shook his head and looked up. He looked confused and dizzy, swaying on the spot. The grass snake stumbled forward and dove for gothita, but he missed and crashed onto the ground at her feet. "C'mon Snivy, you can do it! Use vine whip!" Snivy scrambled to his feet and shook his head again, looking more composed than before. He shot out a vine, grabbing gothita's leg again. This time he lifted her off the ground and slammed her back down. Panting, gothita stood back up.
"Use pound!" Tony told his pokemon. Gothita slammed her arm into Snivy, and he stumbled backwards.
"Vine whip Snivy!" Clover ordered. Snivy regained his balance and whiped out a vine, tripping the opponent and causing her to fall. Gothita fainted. "Good job Snivy!" cheered Clover. Snivy smiled, pleased at himself again. Tony and Clover heard clapping and looked around. Their battle had drawn a small crowd of about five people. A man, who looked about thirty, approached them.
"Great battle, both of you. I can tell you will be great trainers," he praised, "even if your pokemon aren't very strong at the moment." He turned to Tony. "You know, the tradition is that the loser pays the winner."
"Of course," Tony said. He handed Clover 500 watts. "That was fun, even if I lost."
Clover nodded her agreement, accepting the money. "Thanks. And yes it was really fun. We need to do this often." The man who had spoke to them rummaged through his bag.
"Here," he said, pulling out two purple bottles. "These are potions; they heal your pokemon a little. You can each have one."
"Wow, thanks," Clover said to the man. "That's very generous of you to do."
"Don't mention it," he said. "Besides, I don't need them anyway, I don't battle with my pokemon anymore. I should be thanking you for showing me an amazing battle." At that he waved good bye and walked away.
"He was nice," commented Clover when he had walked away. Tony nodded in agreement. "Well it looks like we should go heal again." As they made their way back to the pokecenter, Clover looked over at Tony. Something about him sparked an emotion in her, one she had never felt before. I don't..like him, do I? she thought. At least, not as anymore than a friend. She shrugged off the feeling and pushed it to the back of her mind. It's probably nothing. Arriving at the pokecenter, they healed their pokemon. Clover's stomach growled and she clutched at it. "We should eat," she said, blushing.
They walked outside with their pokemon out. Out of the corner of her eye, Clover saw something. She looked over to see two men in a dark alleyway about ten feet away. Looking closely, she saw that one of them was the man who had given them the potions, and the other was a gruff, strong looking man wearing a leather jacket. The stranger had a liepard with him. Suddenly, the man grabbed the potion-man's shirt and lifted him, and he balled his fist and brought his arm back, about to punch him. "Snivy! Use vine whip on that man in the alley!" Clover ordered her pokemon desperately. Snivy saw who she was talking about and shot out a vine, grabbing the man's wrist an inch away from the other's face.
The man looked over with a furious look on his face. "You're gonna regret that," he said menacingly.
Well, there it is. Hope you liked it, and as usual, please leave a review. Tell me what you think I should work on and what you like and what you think of the story over all! Thanks for reading!