Next Episode is up and Vermillion's Gym proves to be a fair challange. This is actually the second version of this Episode, the first had Flame fighting a Raichu in a one-on-scrap but that version was too short (which I'm not allowed to make them anymore)

Anyway, enjoy and don't forget to comment.

Episode Sixty-Eight: Duel With Danger

"So, you think you can put up a fight? Eh?" the Gym Leader, a male with stupid spiky hair, laughed.

"Actually, I think my Pokémon can put up a fight. But if I have to kick the crap out of you personally, then so be it," Moron remarked as he stood on the opposite side of a nice flat arena with no water or stalagmites to be seen.

"Well, lets get this show on the road then. Four Pokémon on either side, last one standing wins. Simple, eh?"

"Like the guy who came up with it," I said to myself while Moron nodded at the Gym Leader person. Both of them looked like prats, Moron wearing the damn hat again and the Gym Leader's bright yellow hair making me want to throw up.

"Magnemite!" The Gym Leader yelled as he threw a Pokéball and a floating steel ball Pokémon (at least, I hoped it was a Pokémon) appeared.

"Flame, go kick butt," Moron laughed.

The Magnemite watched me out of its beady little eye, which was kinda creepy to look at, as I stepped forward. I guessed that intimidation wasn't going to work so I just went strait into attack mode and started throwing fireballs around. Half a second later, one unconsious Magnemite. Simple, but bloody effective.

"Magneton!" Came the cry as another Pokéball was thrown into the arena and what looked like three Magnemite stuck together formed. I was trying to figure out what the hell it was when this high pitched screech filled the room.

"Make it stop!" I yelled as I covered my head in a futile attempt to stop the noise that was trying to make my brain explode.

The sound seemed to be getting louder and the pain it was causing forced me to my knees. I could just make out the Magneton slowly floating towards me, making the noise even louder. I knew that there was a connection between the Magneton and the sound but my screaming brain couldn't figure out what the connection was.

Small sparks began to shoot off of the weird prong things on the Magneton as it floated closer. I managed to fight my way through the pain and climbed to my feet. It shot fowards, the number of sparks shooting between the prongs increasing with every second as it powered up to deliver the killing blow.

The noise had died down a little as the Magneton was focused on me, so I was able to think again and decided to go with my primal instincts. It was only inches away when I used my, slightly weedy, firebreath on it. Another noise filled the room, this one of the Magneton screaming.

Unfortunatly, it may have blacked out but its momentum was enough to let it keep going and knock me to the ground. Believe me, that bugger was heavy and if the Gym Leader hadn't returned it then I would have been crushed. Ontop of my injuries, I had developed a pounding headache.

Moron called me back and I gratefully trudged over to the sideline as the battle continued. This time, what looked like a Pokéball with eyes formed.

"Voltorb!"

I was confused, untill a nasty thump from the inside of my skull stopped me thinking too hard.

"Scyther," Moron said as he summoned the bug Pokémon. I knew that this was going to be a good scrap, Scyther knew how to fight and would win as long as the Voltorb couldn't regenerate limbs like that Staryu thing could.

I watched as Scyther shot fowards and landed several slashes onto the Voltorb, with little effect. Sycther came round for a second attack and the Voltorb began to glow as Scyther brought down his arm blades. There was a blast of light and noise, which didn't do my headache any favours, as the two Pokémon were hidden from my sight by a barrier of smoke.

When it cleared, the Voltorb didn't look any different apart from the fact that it had its eyes closed. I couldn't see Scyther, untill small movements from the other side of the arena caught my eye. I turned too see Scyther trying to get to his feet, the explosion had got him full force and sent him flying, before collapsing.

Well, the Voltorb was returned to its Pokéball so I guessed that it had knocked itself out. Which would have seemed stupid, had it not managed to take Scyther out of the battle too. I was glad that I hadn't been in the middle of that explosion and I'm fireproof.

Moron sighed to himself as he returned Scyther and looked up at the Gym Leader, who was grinning.

"Raichu!" Came the yell as the stupid-looking haired Human called out his last Pokémon. A brown furred Pokémon formed. I could tell that it was a Pikachu evolution by the cheek pads but it was bigger than me and it looked evil. And considering that Pika didn't look that nasty and she was bad for my health, I was scared.

"Flame," Moron said, looking at me. I almost wanted to tell him to go sod off but I stepped fowards anyway. My stupid when scared instinct had kicked in.

"This'll be quick," the Raichu laughed, its attitude reminding me of my own when I'm not quakeing under my scales.

I stood facing the Raichu and its long, and nasty, looking tail flicked slightly before imbedding itself in the ground.

"Thunderbolt!" it yelled as a huge yellow blast was fired at me.

"Shit!" I yelled as I dived out of the way, I could hear the air hum as the bolt shot past my throat. There couldn't have been any room left between my neck and that bolt, that's how close it was.

I fell onto all fours and had to roll away from a second bolt, managing to get out of the way with a little more space to spare. The Raichu was laughing as I scrambled back to my feet. But, at least, my headache had gone. I growled and launched an attack of my own, the fireball catching the Raichu by suprise and knocking it to the floor.

I could smell singed fur as it got back up and glared at me, I had pissed it off. Another of my not-great ideas.

"Nobody attacks me," it snarled, whipping its tail around.

"Good thing that I'm a nobody then, eh?" I countered as I tried to figure out what to do.

Next thing I knew, it had vanished. I couldn't see it, I couldn't hear it. My instincts were telling me to run, me wanting to follow but my pride (the damn bastard that it is) forced me to stay. A small whistle from behind caused me to spin round. And get a nice punch to the gut, followed by several more.

The Raichu was pounding my ribs forcing my to hunch over. An uppercut knocked me to the floor and stunned me.

'Ugh, this thing is strong,' I thought as I got back to my feet. I looked up and stared the Raichu in the eye. It had pulled its fist back and a stange glow had formed around it.

"Taste my Megapunch!" It yelled as I tried to make my legs move and get me way out of the way, to no avail.

'This is going to hurt,' I managed to think as it slugged me and managed to send me flying backwards. If I hadn't managed to jump just off of the ground at the last second, it might have broken my ribs. I skidded along the ground on my backside before tumbling into a roll, eventually coming to a stop.

I don't know what possessed me to get up, but I did. The Raichu had planted its tail into the ground again and this time, there was massive waves of sparks flying from its cheeks. If Moron hadn't stepped in at the last second, I probably would have been fried.

"I forfeit," he yelled out, "you win!"

I wanted to dissagree with Moron and fight on but I knew that he was right. Me continuing would get me nowhere, except a hospital or a grave. I clutched my battered ribs and managed to limp away in defeat. I could feel Pika and Squirtle's gazes on my back but I couldn't bare to look them in the face at that moment.