Asher's Team:

Lago - Rhydon
Crust - Golem
Sebastian - Nidoking
Selena - Nidoqueen
Seraph - Clefable
Barret - Dugtrio
Sonic - Sandslash
Death - Marowak
Colossus - Steelix

Falkner felt his annoyance rise as he left the restaurant with his emotions plainly being readable just by looking at his face. He found that he really didn't like the ground specialist, the fact that he was a Kantonian already set the bar for his expectations of the fellow teenager to be low, but the way that he just casually brushed off Falkner's declarations of victory rubbed him the wrong way, it felt like he wasn't being taken seriously.

Then again what could he have expected from some Kantonian thug with a loud mouth that he can't seem to put a zip on. He will admit, begrudgingly, that he isn't a criminally untalented trainer, the power his pokemon hold is very impressive for a boy his age, but Falkner is nothing like him. Whilst they may be the same age and have roughly the same amount of experience, which will be about five years, Falkner has been training to succeed his father since he could even hold a pokeball. He's been training to become the next Gym Leader of Violet City, whilst he might not quite be on that level yet he's close, he can feel it. The last time he battled his father he managed to get his old man down to just his Skarmory. In due time he'd be strong enough to take his place.

Ultimately Falkner has no doubt that he can win against his Kantonian opponent. In the air he's unrivalled and as long as he can maintain that advantage his victory is a sure thing.

He has to make his father proud by winning the Indigo Conference.

His thoughts were slashed short as his pokegear started to buzz in his pocket. Whilst the poke gear has many useful funtions, one of them in particular stands above the rest. It was a portable phone. For that reason these handy little devices are popular even amongst those who aren't trainers, because it's simply convenient to be able to call someone from anywhere for free instead of having to find a phone booth or call someone from a telephone at home. He only has a few contacts, one of them being-

When he answered a familiar voice spoke through and he felt a strange surge of relief and happiness that his father cared enough about his match to call." Hey sport, it's me, ya dad."

He let a rare smile blossom on his face as he walked by a family of four. His father was someone who rarely acknowledged his son, he was very strict and had high expectations for Falkner, if he failed to meet those expectations then he was met with disappointment and annoyance. It was tough but fair, apparently he's already much stronger right now than where his father was at his age, if he has a lot of talent then why shouldn't his father have high expectations of him. What's putting in a little effort if you're already strong?

He's failed to meet his father's expectations so far, so it's a big surprise that he actually picked up the phone to give him some words of encouragemen-

"I just figured that I'd give you a moment of my time to tell you that you better win."

Falkner's good mood immediately fell at those words. Or, he could just say that.

Walker apparently didn't sense his own son's dejection from behind the other phone line since he continued." I'm old Falkner, I've hit the very limit of what I'm able to do. But you? You're young and you have much more potential than I ever had. So don't ruin it for yourself by losing, especially to a Kantonian. Am I clear?" His words were stern and severe on the other end of the phone, his father really seemed to want to stress that he needs to win this match. That he needs to bring home the first place trophy.

His father was a veteran of the Indigo war who held a grudge against Kanto for what he lost in that battle, Violet City was almost entirely destroyed at some point during that conflict, growing up Falkner could actually remember the damage to his home still being repaired years later, there were still faint traces of a battle that had taken place in his home. Whilst he can't say that he hates Kantonians like his father does, he can say that he holds a lot of distain for what they once did to his home.

"Did you hear what I said boy?" Falkner was snapped out of his daydreaming and realised that he hadn't answered his father, he'd got lost in thought.

"Yes sir." He answered seriously. He wouldn't be beaten by the enemy. Violet City wasn't beaten, his father wasn't beaten and he won't taste defeat at the hands of anyone from Kanto. He didn't come this far to lose.

Walker had a sense of satisfaction in his voice." Good. Remember what I taught you and believe in your pokemon. Talk to you when you win, son." With those parting words he hung up his phone and left Falkner to ponder over Walker's words.

Despite how he can be strict, and even downright cold to him at times, he could tell that his father genuinely cared about him. Even if he constantly trained them into the ground he also taught him to care for his pokemon, that a trainer is only as strong as the trust he shares with his pokemon. He wants Falkner to succeed, that's true, but he also wants him to do fully reach his potential and surpass Walker himself.

It might not be exactly what he wanted to hear from him, but it was enough. His father's words had lit a fire under him. A fire he'll use to win.

So look out Asher Blight, because he is Falkner, son of Walker and the future Gym Leader of Violet City. And he has no plans of losing to likes of you.

"Trainers, prepare your pokeballs!" the referee called out to the two of us and we raised our pokeballs to release our first pokemon.

I locked eyes with Falkner and my eyes hardened to meet his blue gaze. He looked determined and composed, like he could take on an army and come out on top.

Of course I was no different. I might not be as composed looking as him, but that was just because this was gonna be a really fun battle. He technically had a handicap, he was a flying-type specialist and I was a ground trainer, he had a natural advantage over me... or so he thinks.

I grinned boldly and held the pokeball that contained my Clefable in front of my face. Seraph isn't a ground-type, but there isn't technically a rule against using a pokemon that's outside what you specialise in, so I don't really give a shit. Clefable are usually shy and timid, but lets just say that my boy here is a little... bit of an oddball of his species. You'll see what I mean soon enough.

I ended up catching him because I wanted to bag myself some moon stones to evolve Selena and Sebastian later down the line, and then I came across this guy right here. He was my type of pokemon, doesn't matter if he wasn't a ground-type.

"This will be a six on six battle. Both trainers will get up to three substitutions in this battle, once those are used up that trainer will be unable to switch for the remainder of the match. Ready? Battle begin!"

Hearing the words of the referee my grin widened as I threw my pokeball forward with great strength where it released my pokemon." Kick their ass Seraph!"

The pokeball burst open to reveal a smirking Clefable that was unfazed as Falkner threw a great ball onto his side of the field and released a Crobat. Seeing our choice of pokemon the crowd seemed to roar with excitement for the impending battle.

I had to admit it, that was one strong looking Crobat. When I played through Pokemon heartgold Crobat was a staple in my team, I decided to go a different route to the traditional Pidgeot or Fearow, and I didn't regret it one bit. I really didn't know how friendship evolution works now that this isn't a game, but I'm gonna have to take this thing down, and brutally at that.

"Seraph-" We locked eyes briefly and our grins seemed to mirror each other as I spoke."-you know what to do." He just nodded before turning back to the battle in front of him and locked eyes with the purple bat that had four wings.

Falkner gained a confused a confused look at the sight of me choosing a pokemon that didn't match my type specialty, but he just shrugged it off before immediately ordering." Get in close and use Toxic!"

The bat shot off at impressive speeds and I could tell that in a matter of moments Seraph would be poisoned. Too bad countering that shit is easy or he might have done something.

The corners of my lips twitched as I simply ordered." Safeguard." Status conditions are really easy to stop if a pokemon knows Safeguard, it literally takes a moment to activate and shields them from all status.

"Clefable!" Seraph shouted as a veil of shiny normal-type aura surrounded his form and not a moment later Crobat appeared just above him and quickly spat a hazardous ball of purple sludge right out of it's mouth that was heading straight for him.

But, the attack proved to be futile. The poisonous ooze bounced right off his skin like oil trying to mix with water and he was left unscathed and unpoisoned by the assault.

But, now it begins. I almost feel bad for him. Almost.

A psychic-type aura surrounds Seraph and the grin which was on both our faces would probably have been enough to make babies cry. This is it.

The moved which Seraph is about to use was something that got my team to the strength they are today, him included. He's been using the move so much that his efficiency and mastery over the attack is downright ridiculous. Most pokemon need to sit still to use it, but him? He can run whilst under it's effects with absolute ease. Just like the rest of my team.

And that move is-

I didn't even need to say anything. A wave of purple washed over the area within about a dozen meter radius of Seraph, an unknown force over came the arena and Falkner's Crobat was taken by surprised and forced to the ground where it struggled in vain to try and fly again.

-Gravity!

Falkner was completely bamboozled by what just happened. He seemed to be reeling back in complete shock actually, he clearly wasn't expecting his pokemon to just be incapacitated so easily.

The announcer absolutely lost his shit at the sight." What in the heck is going on! I've never seen that move before, what is Asher and his Clefable doing! They've shutdown Falkner's Crobat in an instant!" The crowd sent out a series of gasps as the effects of Gravity absolutely bullied the bat pokemon, it was practically clawing at the floor and attempting to flap it's wings to no avail.

Falkner snapped out of his surprise and sent a glare my way as he questioned." What did you do?!" He clearly didn't know what the fuck was going on, and why should he? Gravity, as it turns out, is a move that hasn't been discovered yet. To be fair I'm pretty sure it came out in Gen 4, but that's still a surprise for me. This region is very inconsistent with the moves it knows and the ones it doesn't when it comes to later generations.

I didn't bother answering his question, the less he knows about what I'm up to the better. I just sent an overly strong wink his way and clicked my tongue before saying." Sorry bird brain, it's a secret. Now Seraph, use Stealth Rocks!"

Unlike Falkner's Crobat, Seraph had no issue moving under the effects of Gravity, he took a moment to summon a volley of sharp rocks that surrounded him, remaining unaffected by the changed gravity, and with a cry sent them flying across the battlefield; waiting to strike if Falkner sends out a different pokemon.

The announcer speaks with a confused tone at this." What is Asher doing? Why is he wasting time on such a weak attack when his opponent is pinned down right below him?!"

Because I'm the prodigy trainer here, and you're just a moronic old fart that chose to spend his life as a spectator for whatever reason.

Falkner however, wisely chose to grimace and gain a frustrated look at my move. Well at least someone here knows what I'm up to. He has a few choices here, his Crobat will be stuck until Seraph cuts the Gravity, something that won't be happening anytime soon with his mastery over the move, so he could just swap out. But, that would let me set up more traps here. But, if he does that then his next pokemon will be taking damage from the Stealth Rocks that're already up and he'll use up one of his substitutions, something like that is a big deal in a six v six. But, if he stays where he is then things will only get worst for him.

Basically the longer he waits the deep he's digging his own grave.

To Falkner's credit he makes his decision quickly and decisively." I'm switching out Crobat!" Smart move.

But, I wasn't going to give him room to breathe, he had to swap out now that he's called it." Drop Gravity and use Stealth Rocks again!" if the pink field remains up then Falkner's next pokemon can easily avoid the move, it's best that he just uses Stealth Rocks so that he doesn't have to split his focus anymore.

At my order the Gravity finally drops and Crobat is released from the oppressive force, it was almost comical how it looked as though a massive splinter had just been removed. The referee quickly gave Falkner permission to switch out, but he couldn't do it before another layer of Stealth Rocks was put up that further added to the previous layer of rocks before turning invisible to hide themselves. They were there though, waiting to strike.

Falkner returned his Crobat and spoke to the pokeball with a sincerity I didn't expect from the guy." You did all you could, you'll get your time to shine later." He put the great ball on his belt before picking another pokeball.

He glared at me and shouted." Show them our power Xatu!" He threw the pokeball up into the air, presumably so the the pokemon would be released in the sky.

The pokeball released it's contents in a light show of white and from within was released a Xatu. It was a green bird that seemed to resemble a totem of sorts, it met my eyes and I had to hold myself back from shivering at the strange glint that flashed in it's eyes. After a moment the flying and psychic-type seemed to reel back however, almost like it was afraid of me.

That wasn't surprising. All of Sabrina's pokemon had a similar reaction to me at first, not to brag but my mind is unrapable. Psychics can't do jack shit to me without my permission, they can speak to me telepathically if I allow them to, only really powerful psychics like Sabrina's can do that though, but other than that I'm kind of immune to the type. It took a while for them all to relax around me, and even then they'll sometimes give me curious and weird glances every now and then. I get it though, being a psychic must mean getting to read people minds like they're books, I must be like a whole different language to them or something.

But, this ability is also handy for freaking out any psychic-types that I'm battling. It's the reason that I absolutely trounced Sabrina, her and her pokemon were just too mind fucked to focus properly. So, lets see if Falkner's Xatu can break that trend.

The Stealth Rocks revealed themselves suddenly and fired at the green bird upon it's appearance, and with me being in the same ring as them, it was too distracted to properly defend itself. Falkner saw this and gritted his teeth as the rocks ravaged his pokemon and when they were done his Xatu was looking worst for wear with bruises littering his body.

This is part of how I fuck over flying-types. Stealth Rocks is a completely underrated move that does some serious damage to these guys, I pressure them and wear them down slowly but surely and the damage piles up. Of course this isn't a perfect strategy, they could always-

Falkner yelled out an order nice and quickly." Use Defog!"

-Just do that.

That wasn't a problem however. I once again found my grin at how he'd fallen for it. Got you.

"Seraph once he's gotten rid of the Stealth Rocks make sure to hit him with Encore, then use Belly Drum!" Time to fuck some shit up!

Xatu flapped their wings as they tried to focus on what their trainer ordered them to do. Soon a gust of wind whipped over their side of the battlefield and the Stealth Rocks were all shattered into dust.

Seraph's eternal smirk widened at this and he did a weird little dance as normal-type aura surrounded him and he stared right into Xatu's eye. An identical aura then surrounded the bird as Encore took effect. He wouldn't be able to do anything other than Defog for a whole minute. Plenty of time to pull off my next move.

"Oh what's this?! Xatu has been rendered powerless by Clefable's Encore! What is Asher going to do with the time he has left!"

Falkner sweated slightly in nervousness as his Xatu was rendered basically immobile whilst Seraph started to beat his belly with his hands to increase his attack power to the max.

He finished that in about ten seconds. Now it's time to boost some more. My grin became cruel as I ordered." Now use Calm Mind, and don't stop until I tell you to." Yeah yeah, I was buffing my pokemon up whilst he can't do anything but play with his dick. I'm so evil. At least I'm sexy though.

Seraph matched my own smugness with his own as a psychic aura surrounded him and he breathed in to increase his special attack and special defence. All the while Falkner was unable to do a thing to stop us. He's definitely gonna hate me after this.

Seraph continued to buff himself up and I was mentally counting in my head the whole time. Encore only lasts for a minute, keeping track of time is important. Once there's just ten seconds of time left then-

My mental counting hit the marker and I yelled." Seraph, drop it and use Baton Pass!" This is going to be fun.

Falkner's eyes widened and Seraph pouted slightly, he followed my commands anyway though. He automatically returned to his pokeball after a shroud of normal-type aura surrounded him, and after a moment I picked out a new pokemon. One with a bit more, hehe, firepower.

"Go Sebastian!" I threw my Nidoking's pokeball onto the battlefield with a grin that was borderline malicious on my face.

Seraph might be strong, and he could have used the boosts well, but he lacks the raw power that some of my other pokemon do. With Sebastian taking in all those boosts I didn't doubt that he could sweep Falkner's team!

With a mighty roar my massive Nidoking made himself known as he coldly glared up at the Xatu who was finally free from Encore, but it was too late.

I was about to tell him to fuck that bird up, but I was rudely interrupted by that announcer screaming like an idiot." DID HE SERIOUSLY JUST PASS ALL THOSE BOOSTS ONTO HIS NIDOKING?! DOES FALKNER EVEN HAVE A CHANCE AT THIS POINT!"

OH LOOK AT ME, I KNOW HOW TO SCREAM SOMEONES FUCKING EARS OFF! I'M AN IDIOT ANNOUNCER WHO DOESN'T KNOW JACKSHIT ABOUT POKEMON! OH GEEZ, I'M GONNA GO SUCK MYSELF OFF IN A PUBLIC RESTROOM!

I'm really starting to hate that guy. And it seems that I'm not alone, a number of people in the audience are glaring at him, I guess they aren't that big of idiots. Wait, where was I?

Oh yeah. I was about to murder a bird. I finally commanded my pokemon, who was on steroids right now, and said." Use Thunderbolt!" My pokemon nodded and raised his horn, yellow sparks began to gather around the sharp point on his head, then they grew gigantic as a Thunderbot was unleashed heading straight for the bird at high speeds. Really high speeds actually.

Falkner's expression was actually somewhat composed as he ordered." Teleport!" Opting to avoid me? Can't have that.

The psychic glowed with psychic energy and very skilfully avoided the attack. So very skillfully in fact that only one of Sabrina's pokemon could have trumped them in terms of proficiency with that move. So, I'll just have to shut it down.

"Stop that with Taunt, then use Thunderbolt again!" The purple juggernaut, who wasn't at all tired from using such a massive attack, grunted his name lowly as dark-type aura surrounded both him and his opponent. There's no escape with Teleport now, in fact there's no using any moves other than offensive ones.

Falkner lost some of his composure as sweat dripped down his brow. Now that I think about it, this must be terrifying for him, I know I'd be scared if I was going up against me too.

Sebastian roared as an absolutely humungous beam of electricity was launched from his horn. So big that it looked like a beam rather than a shock of electricity. And Falkner's Xatu wasn't given any time to react as they were bathed in just a taste of the absolute power he had whilst on his boosts. It was a genuinely terrifying sight.

The crowd shielded their eyes as the area around the attack was lit up like a firework.

Falkner, however, had an expression of horror and worry on his face as his pokemon was assaulted with such an overwhelming attack." Xatu!" His voice was filled with worry as even I was reeling back from the sheer might of the attack. I was actually really worried for that Xatu right now.

The attack dropped and a few seconds passed before a clump of smoke fell out of the cloud and onto the ground, it was the smoking, charred, and hopefully just unconscious body of Falkner's Xatu.

Jesus, they're- they're not dead are they!

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