"Snivy, come on out," Cheren said coldly as he dropped the Pokeball. The green lizard I saw on the picture earlier appeared on the floor.

"Go Oshawatt!" I yelled, throwing the Pokeball across the room. It slammed into the opposite wall, missing Cheren's head by only a few inches, and bounced back. It hit the floor in front of me, released Oshawatt, and landed back into my hand. I decided to start the battle. "Oshawatt, use Tackle!"

Oshawatt instantly went into action, taking off towards Cheren's Pokémon.

"Snivy, dodge." Cheren spoke without emotion, knowing full well his Pokémon would get out of the way in time. In fact, it did, and my little otter missed by a long shot. "Now use Tackle." Snivy whirled around and shot towards Oshawatt.

"Dodge!" I yelled, after I realized that Snivy was about to hit Oshawatt. Oshawatt moved and was missed by a hair. "Okay, Tackle again, Oshawatt!" My blue otter turned around, took no more than two hops, and tackled the green Pokémon. I did a fist-pump. "Yes!"

"You moron, this isn't over yet," Cheren said icily as Snivy got up and shook itself.

"Snivy!" It chirped in what could be described as a fired-up way. It was then that I realized this would not be easy.

"Oshawatt, come here!" My Pokémon bounced over to me. I looked at Cheren. "Give me a second."

"Only a second."

"Thanks." I bent down. "Okay from now, it'll be harder. Think you can do it?"

"Osha!" Oshawatt said, giving a little nod.

"You're gonna need to be faster, can you do that?"

"Osha!" Another reassuring nod."

"Okay, I'm counting on you." I stand up and look at my opponent. "Alright, I'm ready."

Cheren nodded and said, "Then I'll open it up this time. Snivy, use Vine Whip."

My eyes went wide. "Snivy knows Vine Whip already?!" I yelled out. But I already had my answer. Snivy shot out vines from its back, heading at a high speed towards Oshawatt.

"Oshawatt, Dodge!" I yelled at Oshawatt. He jumped and only milliseconds later the vines lodged into the floor where he had just been, sending a few splinters flying.

"Quickly, use Tackle!" Oshawatt landed on the vines and quickly ran up them. Snivy retracted the vines in a flash, making Oshawatt fall to the floor. It was only a few centimeters, but it was enough for Cheren to have Snivy Dodge the attack with room to spare.

"Snivy, Tackle."

I was confused, why use Tackle when Vine Whip would be more effective? It didn't make any sense, but I needed to get back to the battle.

"Oshawatt, Dodge!" The otter started to bound away.

"Snivy, Vine Whip!" The vines extended towards Oshawatt again.

Crap, that's what he had hoped for. I thought quickly.

"Oshawatt, Tackle!" Oshawatt stopped and turned mid-Dodge and headed towards the green Pokémon. There was no time for Snivy to react, and my Pokémon slammed into Cheren's, sending it flying into the wall near me—vines following and hitting it, dealing double damage (or at least I hoped they would). Snivy still got up, stumbling a little as it did so.

"Snivy, Vine Whip." Vines shot out of Snivy's back again, making a sick crishk sound as they protruded through her back.

"Oshawatt, Dodge." Oshawatt bounded out of the way.

"Now Tackle, Snivy."

I don't know if you can imagine this, but as Snivy started to run towards Oshawatt, her vines were still out and it looked really odd. It looked like green demon wings were coming out of Snivy's back, so it looked like this really ugly-looking dragon was fighting.

I wasn't about to let Cheren flank me again.

"Oshawatt, Tackle!"

"Snivy, Vine Whip!" The already-half-way-out vines shot out and slapped my Pokémon. Hard. He flew across the room, and crashed into my dresser. He got up and shook his head.

"Oshawatt, are you okay?"

"Osha!" came the reply.

'Then Tackle!" Oshawatt sprang towards Snivy.

"Dodge." Snivy jumped out of the way easily.

"Now use Water Gun!" Oshawatt stopped, turned around, and forcefully spit water out of his mouth—aimed at Snivy.

"Are you a moron?" Cheren asked, his voice flat in a not-caring tone and a sly grin on his face. "That's not going to be very effective."

But as Oshawatt finished his attack and the water hit Snivy, I yelled, "Let's finish this with Tackle!"

My little otter sprinted towards the preoccupied lizard, who was befuddled by the stream of water that had just hit it. Cheren had no time to react, and Snivy flew across the room, hitting the wall and knocking the picture above it sideways so that it threatened to fall.

It did.

The picture fell five and a half feet and hit the green Pokémon, leading to the final KO.

I threw my fist up in victory so hard I jumped a little.

"Good job, Osawatt! We won!"

"Osha!" He happily cried, as he bounded over to me.

I petted him saying, "Good job out there, buddy."

He closed his eyes in contentment as I applauded his work. I looked over at Cheren, who had a disgusted look as he retrieved his Pokémon and put it in its ball.

"Hey Cheren, good match." I said this to him, completely meaning it.

"Whatever, that's easy to say when you're the winner." He looked at me with what seemed like hate.

"Yeah, possibly. But you still fought hard. You are a worthy opponent." I gave him a smile to show I truly meant it. He turned around and started to head downstairs.

"Come on Bianca, let's go apologize to Thomas's mother."

Bianca showed a little surprise. "Huh? Oh…okay." She turned to me. "See you down there," she said, then followed him down the stairs, leaving me alone with Oshawatt.

"That was some battle. Are you doing okay?" I asked him, remembering the tough hits he had taken.

He just gave me a nod. "Osha."

"Glad to hear it. Now, I'm gonna have to stick you back in your ball okay?"

He tilted his head, then shook it.

"Osha, Osha."

"But you have to go in there; you'll be really wild if you're not in there. I mean, I don't have a leash for you…."

His eyes looked like they were pleading for me to keep him out of his ball. After a few seconds, I gave in.

"Fine, you can be free. However, you're going to stay within a 7 meters of me, okay?"

"Osha!"

I smiled, then looked around at my room. My smile dropped. "Oh man, I gotta clean this?!"

"Nope, I'll do it. You need to go talk to Professor Juniper."

I look at the stairs, where my mom was looking at me with a big smile.

"You're serious?" I asked, wide eyed, plus I'm sure my mouth was opened in shock.

"Very. Go ahead, I'll take care of your room. This is a special day and all."

A tear welled up in my eye as I walked over and gave her a huge hug. "Thanks mom," I whispered. We separated and she gave me a smile.

"It's no problem. Now hurry, your friends are waiting."

I smiled back, then turned to Oshawatt. "You ready for this?"

"Osha!"


AN: Sorry guys. This story wasn't really on my "keep working on" list, so it's been seriously neglected. As of now I have a job that works me on overtime, and I have another writing project, so it may take a while for chapter 3. Please review and tell me how I did on my second ever fight scene! Thanks!

Quick Edit (10/15/2013): Changed "Tohya" to "Thomas" and made some minor edits.