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Total Pokemon: Island of Power!
Chapter 2: The good, the bad, the smart and the beautiful.
*** At Sosei Colosseum ***
The tension was super charged. The countdown started by the MC, Mike, had all the contestant ready to burst out of the gates, some eager to put on the hurt, like Fraxure and others, more fearful, like Magikarp.
At long last, the Go was given.
''Go!"
And it started...
Immediately, Fraxure let out a guttural snarl and was almost as quickly clad in wild blue energy. Her target was locked on a certain grass type that hadn't ask anything to anybody.
''Must…must crush…'' The tusk Pokemon almost obsessively muttered before launching herself with a reckless abandon at Gossifleur.
The grass type did not have a single chance.
''Aagggghhhh!'' She cried in pain as she was swept off her feet by the draconic lady that hit her with the force of a speeding train.
The impact made the pure grass type bounce a few times on the rocky platform before leaving it and embedding herself onto the wall at the opposite end of where she was a few seconds ago. She was completely KO!
She fell into the water and that was the last time they heard about her.
''Here you have it folks! The first one out is Gossifleur. What a Monstrous hit by Fraxure. She did not show her a single ounce of pity!" The MC said as the crowd cheered loudly, maddened with such brutality.
''AUUUGHHH'' The dragon type screeched before launching herself at Dunsparce, which barely had the time to dig out of the way before he got absolutely rototilled by the destruction weapon that was Fraxure's Dragon Rush attack!
*Bzzt*
Gossifleur was in a full body cast, twitching…''Owowoow….''
*Bzzt*
Dunsparce had his eyes wide in fear! 'This dragon lady is crazy… she could have killed me…' He added while shuddering in fear.
*Bzzt*
Meanwhile, at the center of the Colosseum, Luxio had howled in joy, his static electricity making his tail stand on end. The rush, the adrenaline… for an electric type like him, it was borderline extasy.
''Awww yiss…. Let's go spark!" He said to himself as his static turned into a lighting cloak as he launched himself toward his target…
…which happened to be a flaming Monkey with half of his guard lowered…or was it?
Monferno had felt a rush of the air behind him, and as quickly as he could, had turned around to see Luxio charging him with a blitz of electricity.
''The cat that will catch me off guard is not born yet you fool! Eat this! He shouted confidently as flames cladded his form, he jumped back, then launched himself at the speeding lion cub. The shock of their two attacks created a rush of wind that pushed a few Pokemon around. A small but loud explosion separated the two contestants, their attacks basically cancelling each other out!
"That wasn't half bad, Monkey…" Luxio said as he winced at the damage he had taken.
Good player, the said Monkey grinned at him "Same goes to you matey…"
They did not have the time to have a casual conversation however, Luxio got hit in the back by a cackling Croagunk, his form suddenly weakened and weighted by quickly hardening mud.
"Aye ye fuckers, this isn't a damn recess, you excesses, ya'd get killed on them streets for being such fool, ya useless tools. Now eat some mud, you duds!" He chuckled as he launched some more Mud Bombs.
Behind Croagunk was Sandile, which had his fangs opened and ready to hit him, a bad glint in his eyes…
However, the croc did not have a chance to do anything. As he was about to release an attack., he was violently blasted by a missile of water. The hydro pressured attack rocketed the ground type off his four paws and embedded solidly onto the walls across the stadium, nicking a panicked Dunsparce while it was at it. It was over for Sandile.
*Bzzt*
A pretty much wet Sandile was gargling incomprehensively…
*Bzzt*
From across the battle platform, a very smug and satisfied turtle was wiping his mouth with glee. His many street wars across Castelia showing his experience with gun fighting.
''That's a nice snipe! I am the best of my squad after all. One less chump in the arena, it is..'' He boasted loudly while pumping his fist into the air.
Alolan Ninetales looked at the water type, visibly and sincerely impressed. She had a good eye indeed, for a pampered model that is… She knew that he had the strength to match his seemingly detestable personality. Very Interesting indeed…
''What interesting fire power he has… Let's have him use it for my sake…'' She decided as she walked to the proud turtle, who had gone back on all four, looking for fresh preys to snipe.
Focused, the turtle barely focused on her…that is until she brushed one of her cold, but incredibly soft tail under his chin seductively, making him face her directly. ''I've got a plan and your snipe will be useful. So listen to me, Turtle..'' She said lavishly as Wartortle lost all rational though at her touch and voice and focused on her. Ninetales smiled. This was going to be fun…
*Bzzt*
''It comes in so easily…'' Alolan Ninetales pleasurably whispered, drunk on her seductive powers…
*Bzzt*
Not too far from her, Haunter was floating around, her brow furrowed. She was wondering how to approach a battle royale… since she knew that her defenses would not allow her to withstand a prolonged battle with so many Pokemon brawling around. She had pretty good idea of what she could do, however.
''Well, there are too many Pokemon around here…let's switch it up..'' She muttered wickedly.
(Music Suggestion: Bleach OST – Incantation part C)
Haunter opened her maw wide. Her pulse certain, her mind racing in order to find the best way to execute her plan. She was hovering above the general fighting, high enough for her not to be properly noticed.
''Here goes nothing…'' She said as she exhaled a white smoke that quickly spread throughout the colosseum. Very quickly the smokescreen created confusion and panic, with contestants visibly panicking and throwing their attacks at random, creating even more confusion. Haunter absorbed the fear and disarray of the other contestants… feeling her power growing as she grew slightly larger and felt more power cursing through her… it was an exquisite feeling and she could have revelled in it for much more longer…
'I got other things to do but to feed…'' She reasoned herself as she phased in the ground.
In the lounges, the legendaries watching the fight grew agitated at not being able to see what was going on in the stadium below.
''Damn that smoke, I can't see a damn thing'' A large bird with black feathers and bright blue eyes swore, trying his damnest to pierce the fog with his vision.
''How ridiculous, why would you even…'' Started Terrakion before he was harshly interrupted.
''Don't give me that Terrakion… I know that you enjoy a good brawl'' he scowled before being hit on the head by Azelf, the young and fearless lake guardian.
''Stop being a chirp child, Yveltal…I for one can appreciate the strategy of that Haunter and the fact that she even used the ghost type's inherent ability to feed of fear and other negative feelings to get a power up.'' Agreed the small male lake guardian.
Down on the field, things had gotten pretty out of hand already. Chaos was everywhere on the battlefield; the thick smoke screen was definitely a huge hindrance to proper offense and defense. Hidden in the shadows, Haunter was lurking, looking for easy prey. Her eyes were gleaming, far from the seductive persona she had displayed only a few hours before. She felt alive, she felt hungry…
She felt murderous….
''Shit! I've got to focus… I cannot let the impulse take me over again…'' She thought before jumping out of the shadow, her target locked on.
Around the center of the field, where the smoke was the thickest, two Pokemon were basically holding each other in their arms/pigtails.
''Can you see anything, Yamask?'' Hattem asked as she desperately tried to sense the area around her with her psychic and fairy powers….
Yamask shook her head in the negative ''I can't see anything and the surroundings feels so cold, my lady'' She replied as she tried to shake off the impeding feeling of dread that washed over her.
The brawl that had formed was quickly dispersed, nobody daring moving since they couldn't see each other very well.
''What in the world is this smoke doing here?'' Luxio shouted, all of his sense in alert as he tried to pinpoint the provenance.
''Yo Yo, When I asked if y'all wanted smoke, this ain't what I had in mind, that shit' stoked.'' Croagunk replied, looking frantically left from right.
Monferno was also on high Alert. Then he had an idea. He jumped as high as he could and burst out of the cloud of smoke. He whistled. The entire arena was covered in a thick white grey Smoke. ''There you go, I'll blast that smoke with a flamethrower!'' He said as he inhaled and prepared to unleash a stream of fire designed to clear the smokescreen.
Haunter blinked, having seen the movement. ''Not on my watch, buster!'' She thought as her eyes glowed blue.
''What the fuck?'' Monferno said as he felt that his body was not responding to his will. In less time that he took him to blink, he was slammed on the floor of the Arena, away from his initial jumping spot. Needless to say that he was rather stunned…
Haunter grinned, she wasn't about to get interrupted by an overeager primate. Sinking in the shadows, she rushed to her designated prey.
They never knew what happened.
''Eepp!'' Screamed the prey as she was violently snatched by ghostly claws and dragged to the edge of the arena, where she was dropped in the water. That was one out!
Haunter smirked devilishly and sunk back into the shadows, immediately rushing toward her next target. She repeated the process with the ghost girl, enacting a delicious scream of terror from what should have been a fellow ghost type and dropped her into the water.
Yamask was happy to join her lady, Hattrem in the water…but did not have the time to enquire of her well being.
A gigantic black beast had his maw opened wide. Their combined scream of terror sent shockwaves of fright in the back of the contestants and spectator alike. One giant gulp later and they were no more.
The MC was also frightened, all aware of what had happened that he was. ''OH MY ARCEUS! TWO CONTESTANTS JUST DISSAPEARED IN THE STOMACH OF A LEGENDARY BEAST! OUT OF 25 CONTESTANTS, ONLY 21 REMAINS. WHO WILL BE THE NEXT TO DISSAPEAR IN THIS CHAOS! EVEN WITH THE THICK SMOKE, YOU CAN'T LOOK AWAY!'' He shouted, screaming over the roaring crowd.
On the edge of the area, Riolu smiled. His use of Aura had managed to track what Haunter was doing and had to admit that it was rather ingenious. The pup did not believe that it was the right moment to act anyway, so he sat back down and started to meditate.
Magicarp was helplessly flopping near the edge of the Arena. He couldn't see anything, he was beyond afraid and the scream he had heard were too much for him. He jumped off the platform and landed in the water, eliminating himself. The MC announced it and very soon after, Magicarp was being gulped down like a bite sized snack, his scream of despair going unheard in the chaos.
*Bzzt*
Magicarp was looking critically at the Camera ''What the fuck did you want me to do here? Don't judge me!'' He shouted before running off the cabin, flopping low in shame.
*Bzzt*
Lapras and Makuhita had remained close to each other, looking out for one another as Haunter had started executing her plan. For a chill guy, Makuhita felt like he was being robbed of his laid-back attitude during this challenge. He was not appreciative of this at all.
''I swear to Rayquaza! If I find the one responsible for this smoke…Imma.. Imma…'' He said, unable to verbalize a coherent punishment.
Lapras turned her head toward the voice and with some tapping found Makuhita's shoulder. '' Don't worry about it. The Smoke cannot stay for all the time. It'll end up clearing at some point.'' She appeased the arm trust Pokemon who felt grateful for that kind soul… He wouldn't be for long, however.
Haunter had targeted them next and had seen the small kinship that were forming between the two of them.
''I do not need the creation of a power couple or dynamic duo this early in the game. Lapras, your gone!'' She decided as she rushed to the two of them, grabbing Lapras by a flipper and attempting to drag her off the platform.
Lapras felt something tugging at her flipper and felt herself being dragged. She did what anyone would do in this here situation…
She screamed.
''HELP!''
Makuhita turned in the direction of the scream and ran. ''Lapras! I am coming!'' He shouted as he moved in to help.
Haunter sneered and opened her maw, intensifying the smokescreen to limit his vision further!
Makuhita finally lost it! ''ENOUGH!'' he screamed as he slammed his hands together in a smelling salt attack. The Wind pressure created by the attack cleared some of the smoke in front of him, revealing a much bigger haunter with her claws wrapping itself around Lapras's flipper.
''You let her go right now!'' He said as his fist glowed in a dark energy, jumping in a vicious Knock Off.
''Make me, big guy!'' Haunter said as she left her prey to intercept his attack with a vicious shadow Punch that hit him in the gut.
Makuhita landed on one knee, air having been pushed out of his lungs…
Lapras quickly moved toward him, putting her flippers on his shoulders in worry. ''Are you okay Makuhita?'' She verbalized her concern.
Makuhita grimaced, painting to recover his breath…'' Yeah, thanks for asking hun…'' he replied, his endearing term at the end making the Lapras feel warm around the chest area.
Haunter gagged. Then an absolutely devilish plan hatched in her head. If she wanted to take out more people, she had to move in quickly. A frontal assault was not something she could do, not against these two. She cackled. She would eliminate two contestants and break a budding couple. That's how much of a bad ghost she was.
Makuhita and Lapras faced the big Haunter. ''Now your going to have a date with the cold water around the arena, bitch!'' Makuhita said, punching his open palm with his fist.
Lapras was angry but did not add any other commentary.
Haunter had to repress a chilling laugh. Perfect... ''Look at you two, all united to slay evil. Do you think you are above hurting those you like?'' She asked chillingly calmly.
Lapras gulped but quickly recovered…partly. ''My kind is always gentle. We wouldn't hurt those we like. We are not all like you, Ghost!'' She said with conviction.
Makuhita smiled. He really digged this chick.
Haunter had a humorless laugh and vanished, a purple flash blinding them both.
Once the light receded, Makuhita swore but was visibly relieved. ''She escaped, but at least were still in… heh Lapras?''
Lapras did not respond.
''Lapras?... Lapras?'' Makuhita asked, a growing concern showing as he turned toward the transport Pokemon…
He wish he hadn't…
In front of him, Lapras was floating, her eyes clouded by a purple energy. She did not look like the gentle surfer he had barely met on the beach a few hours prior. And without a word, violently hit Makuhita with a Hydro Pump so powerful that he bore into the wall and stayed there. Completely KO'ed.
Haunter smiled as the transport Pokemon blinked in confusion before looking in horror at Makuhita grievously hurt, his form embedded in the wall. She moved next to Lapras's ear and whispered… ''I thought that your species did not hurt other people. See how brittle your convictions are…little girl?'' She mercilessly muttered as she summoned a giant claw and launched a crying Lapras right at the Makuhita, making them both fall in the water and subsequently swallowed by the beast in the arena. Haunter licked her lips… She was being a bad bitch… and she absolutely loved it.
*Bzzt*
''Lapras…Why?'' Makuhita sadly whispered in confusion as he flinched in pain
*Bzzt*
Lapras was sobbing in the confessional… completely shattered inside by what she had done.
*Bzzt*
*Haunter Rampage Montage*
Croagunk was hit by psychic and was already Koed before being carried to the water by the ghost type.
Falinks was hit by the claw but resisted on the edge of the area by using endure. Haunter had to give up as the phalanx was using rest and as the leader was preparing payback.
Eiscue was dragged off the platform, his heavy head not helping him with his balance issue.
Karcol was also spared as he unleashed an eruption of rocks when he felt that he was being touched.
Roserade was also launched off the platform after being damaged by a flaming rock off Karcol's eruption attack!
Bidoof was also dragged away, his little form not being able to handle a ghost type while panicking. He shouted about unfair tactics and unprepared co-host , making Tapu Koko sneer, as he was enjoying the spectacle greatly.
*End of the montage*
''Wow, the wily ghost is on a rampage. One after the other, the contestant falls to her tricks, or is it her might. Watch out for her folks, she is a huge threat in this challenge!'' The MC said as the ghost type sneered, half flattered and half annoyed that the gig was up.
Riolu smiled. He had known all along and now he felt that it had taken long enough. He stood up and ran toward Sneasel.
The ferret Pokemon was wondering what was going to stop a speeding and smart ghost from dragging them all out of the arena. He felt a touch on his shoulder and immediately replied with an ice punch attack, blocked by a barrier of energy.
''Calm down Sneasel, it's Riolu!'' the jackal pup said telepathically as he released his protect.
Sneasel sighed, disactivating his Ice punch attack. ''I'm sorry. With a crazed specter running around, you've got to be on guard..''
Riolu nodded, not that Sneasel could properly see him. ''We gotta band together if we want to stop the ghost from picking us up one by one.'' He said as he joined Sneasel. He was now close enough to be seen.
Sneasel chuckled; ''I did not expect to be talked telepathically by a Riolu today. I've got an idea on how to stop this madness…but I need to find the statistician'' He said as Riolu cocked his head, confused.
''Statistician?'' He asked, not getting it.
''You know, the computer dumbbell that likes to put percentiles in all of his sentences…'' Sneasel reminded.
''Oh! But what will he be useful for?'' Riolu inquired.
''I was calculating the chances of me getting hit next once the specter realized that I was the key to stop her. Around 56% chances exactly'' A monotone voice drawled as he landed next to them.
Before Sneasel could react, Riolu had put his hand on his shoulder. ''It's Metang Sneasel.'' He announced, calming the sharp claw Pokemon down.
''You came at the right time, Metang. Do you happen to have a certain move?'' He asked.
Riolu smirked. ''So that's how you plan on doing it.'' He thought.
The trio plotted very quickly and moved out. They knew what to do.
On another spot. Alolan Ninetales was smirking. She had been annoyed that she couldn't play dual sniper with Wartortle, but at the very least, they had been spared. She had the time to talk with Wartortle, and to be honest, she was rather impressed by the turtle. He was not just muscle…and this would prove to be invaluable.
Wartortle was on cloud nine, his mind filled by Alolan Ninetales…for many reasons…
He was barely thinking about the challenge…and it proved to be his undoing., as well as the blue fox that had enraptured him.
The platform suddenly shook and cracked, making the pair fall into the water. Around the platform, the same happened. Making, aside of these two, Luxio, Falinks, Fraxure (Who was confused after hitting the platform aimlessly in her outrage) and grotle, who had fallen asleep, follow them in despair. Many beasts
feasted on these new victims as more cries of fear erupted around the area.
Tapu Koko cackled in glee, taking the MC'S mic from him. ''What did you think contestants? That we would stay there for 9 hours waiting for you to figure it out? The Arena is going to be cracking and breaking at random. You wanna stay dry people!'' He shouted as the crowd erupted at the twist!''
*Bzzt*
Alolan Ninetales was swearing loudly in the confessional. ''Those stinking hosts…''
*Bzzt*
Falinks shrugged it. ''We did not fall even in adversity…but we cannot control nature itself. It was the Gods decision for us to fall today…'' He pragmatically said before exiting the confessional.
*Bzzt*
Grotle was napping in the confessional
*Bzzt*
Wartortle still had that lovestuck look on his face. '' She's… amazing…'' he absentmindedly muttered*
*Bzzt*
Luxio was completely ruffled. ''Out of all the ways to go…'' he growled angrily
*Bzzt*
Haunter had seen the cracks of the Arena and cackled. ''Gotta love the levitate ability, it's so good.'' She said as she sunk into the shadows once more. Lurking for more victims. ''It does not matter if they know I'm the one doing it if they can't stop me from doing it.'' She reasoned as she launched herself at the trio composed of a jackal pup, a ferret and a lump of metal.
That was her last mistake…
Riolu, his aura senses in high alert, had detected the movement almost immediately.
''Incoming!'' He shouted. The show was on,
Sneasel did not hesitate for once second. He Jumped and dark energy started swirling in his claws.
If Metang had a smile…he would have smirked. His form glowed and a room formed itself around the Arena.
Haunter jumped off the shadows, her claws poised to strike…and quickly felt that something was off… she was going slowly…really slowly.
''What's going on?'' She asked out loud, unable to stop her movement despite her going so slowly.
The appearance of the room had cleared all the smoke inside it, and they could see what was going on clearly, making everyone in the stadium gasp.
The remaining contestant were Scyther, Monferno, Metang, Riolu, Sneasel, Karcol, Dunsparce and Haunter. The latter was stuck in her claw swipe motion.
In the Air, above the range of the room, Sneasel had finished charging his attack and aimed at the Ghost type that was basically stuck in mid-air. ''You have done more than enough damage, you specter. This ends now. Dark Pulse!" He shouted, releasing the intense beam of swirling purple rings.
Haunter saw the move and smiled, she knew there was nothing to be done about her situation, trapped in the trick room like a fish in a fisherman's net. ''That was fun…you got me... but I shall have my revenge…'' She muttered softly right before the move it her. She was blasted violently off the breaking platform and into the wall. She was stunned but not Ko'ed and fell into the water, disappearing from sight.
*Bzzt*
Haunter was shivering in glee in the confessional. ''When in adversity, Pokemon become so resourceful… They form friendships, alliances, couples… How very interesting…'' She said. '
*Bzzt*
A few moments passed before the room invoked by Metang dissipated. The trio looked at each other with respect and it was only broken by Karcol.
''So now that we have done away with the smoke? What do we do?'' He asked pragmatically
Riolu chuckled and placed a palm on his cart, casually pushing him off to onto a breaking platform in a force palm. The poor coal and tar car was eliminated before being swallowed whole by a gigantic water beast.
With the ghost menace eliminated, the remaining contestant started up a brawl once more.
Riolu had pushed Karcol and was about to hit Dunsparce with a circle throw when the normal type replied by smashing into him in a Body Slam…which triggered the paralysis due to the added effect.
''Fuck…'' Riolu muttered before being taken out by Metang's Meteor Mash attack.
''There was a 25% Chance of you remaining paralysed from the small snake's attack. There was a 100% chance of you being knocked out of the Arena if I hit you at that moment. Don't be mad….'' Metang drawled with his monotone voice once again.
Before Riolu was swallowed whole, he jumped and left via another entrance, not feeling like being the last food of whatever lived inside the colosseum.
*Bzzt*
Riolu smirked at the camera, shrugging indifferently to the camera before leaving. Not a single word was uttered at all.
*Bzzt*
Monferno knocked out a Stunned Dunsparce with a flame wheel before being charged on by a roaring Scyther.
''Well that is what I call an eager Knight mate.!'' The fire monkey smiled as he engaged in a nice brawl with the praying mantis.
''I vow to defeat you fair Monkey!'' the big type replied, his lance glowing white in a Aerial Ace.
Monferno's eyes widened, this attack was unavoidable. Bracing himself for the impact, his form was surrounded in orange fire.
The blow hurt like all hell, pushing the playful Pokemon on one knee.
''I have you now!'' Scyther triumphally shouted as he launched himself in another Aerial Ace.
Monferno smirked mischievously. ''I don't think so tough guy.'' And as he said that, he burst into flame, his tackle breaking his wooden lance before landing on Scyther's gut.
''Aggh…!'' Choked the Scyther , the wind knocked out of him! The very next instant, Monferno was upon him, his fists burning with a fiery passion.
''No hard feelings valorous knight! But I got a challenge to win. Eat this flurry of fire punches'' He shouted as he unleashed a literal rain of fire punches.
''I ain't going down that easily, my valorous friend! I shall defend my skin dearly!'' The mantis stubbornly croaked white as his scythes glowed red as met as much as he could the blows of the fire/fighting monkey. The clash of blows mesmerized the entire arena and the legendary alike.
''What a valorous exchange! One would think that the mantis was done after eating a flame charge to the gut, but he is proving to be a match so far to the rain of punches that Monferno is feeding him! What an amazing spectacle!'' The MC commented as the crowd went crazy at such an heated exchange.
In another corner of the arena, Sneasel was squaring it off with Metang, which was a scary prospect since while he had superior speed, he desperately lacked in power, even compared to the other Sneasel. In addition, he was facing someone that was literally a supercomputer in the making. Outsmarting him would be nigh impossible. A fact that the Iron claw Pokemon quickly reminded him.
''You have less than 20% chance of succeeding in getting rid of me you know…'' the metal hulk drawled as he dodged another dark pulse.
Sneasel sneered. ''Don't remind me…that is quite a wee annoyance…'' He muttered under his breath as he launched a flurry of Ice shards at him.
Metang took the attack without flinching and moved in with Meteor Mash ''That's a 92% chance of knocking you out, 30% to raise my physical attack and a 57% chance to completely smash you out of the Arena…'' He drawled as he went to attack Sneasel.
The furret Pokemon sighed and decided to face his doom…but remembered something very important and smiled.
Metang paid it no mind… blasé that he was, just moving in for an easy kill.
That was his last mistake…
Sneasel's paws turned yellow/orange and he crossed them in front of him in a matter that stunned the audience and Metang alike.
''What an amazing and risky move. Sneasel has turned and readied an attack. Does he intend to clash with the Metang?'' He shouted more than inquired.
The attacks clashed and created a huge backdraft that cracked the stadium arena even more. Metang was visibly surprised with that situation.
''I did not see this possibility at all…that was less than 1% chance…'' The Iron Claw Pokemon muttered as the yellow/orange paw started pushing back with more weight.
Sneasel smirked, feeling the damage building up very quickly but knowing that the end was near for Metang. ''Well, I am not as strong as most Sneasel, so I had to get creative. Having that move in my pool would save me, so I acquired it…and now, I am glad it's useful.'' He replied before flexing his muscles, aided by the move. ''COUNTER!'' He screamed as he smashed Metang right in the face. The blow was so violent that it dented the metal face a little and the Metang shot to the other side of the Colosseum and past the floating arena, denting the wall a little before the eliminated metal hulk fell into the water, only to be swallowed up by the beast, which quickly ended up swallowing a battered Scyther as well, the speed increase and furious rain of punches having finally vanquished the resistance of the praying mantis Pokemon.
*Bzzt*
Scyther was covered in burn marks but looked pretty content with his performance still. ''My honor was not hurt today. This arena is full of powerful competitors… I will have plenty of occasions to prove my valor and bravery.'' He said contently as he removed his visor and looked sadly at his broken lance. He'd have to build a new one later.
*Bzzt*
Metang was hovering in the confessional. ''There was a good chance that I could have been in the final two, but somehow, a less than a % chance X factor contributed to my early demise… X factors, something that I should hate…yet I love them quite a bit.'' He drawled in his usual monotone, lazy voice. However, the small glint of amusement that passed in his otherwise expressionless voice was not fooling anyone.
*Bzzt*
In the stands, the various legendaries were observing with interest the last 2 remaining campers present on the field. Some legendaries were grumbling about money lost on bets when Scyther and Fraxure had been eliminated.
Others, like Manaphy, Phione and Moltres, who had joined a little after everyone to take a break from roosting on the island of fire with nothing to do, were cheering for the resourceful Sneasel. Uxie soon chipped in with her own analysis of the situation.
''Well, this should be a done deal. The Sneasel has below average power and it took almost everything to send the Metang back to the bleachers. He is facing a strong and powerful Monferno, whose typing is infinitely advantaged in comparison. He should not win this confrontation, especially one versus one.
Groudon Snorted…'' Spare me the lessons, know-it-all. I think the Sneasel got guts, and I respect that. I am sure he can pull through.'' He approvingly commented.
Azelf looked at the field pensively ''That Sneasel intrigues me. I think he already hatched a plan to handle this situation.'' He analyzed.
Arceus and Giratina were also watching, from the hall, and they were rather satisfied with the first challenge as it was drawing to its apotheosis.
''I have to say, I am glad that We gave the OK to Mesprit and Tapu Koko, they prove to be quite entertaining…'' The Goddess commented in approval.
''Let us not be hasty in our appreciation. It is only the first challenge after all. They also are fledgling hosts. But I will admit that so far, it's interesting..'' Giratina replied in his deep voice.
Back to the arena, Mesprit and Tapu Koko were jubilant. Their first challenge would probably be a resounding success. The crowd was going wild, their twist albeit predictable had proven to be another source of surprise and suspense and they had the opportunity to see a diverse range of contestants… They would have a fun season; they could feel it.
The crowd was going wild. It had finally come done to the last two Pokemon remaining. Sneasel and Monferno.
''Its finally down to the last two mon remaining. The playful Monferno, whose quick, rapid punches finally got him past the Scyther knight and the calm, composed and resourceful Sneasel, who was able, with the help of two other Pokemon to put an end to the rampage of a violent specter. Now those two adversaries are going to be our first Team Leaders, but fight they still must, to see who will have first dibs and the first advantage. Esteemed crowd! Let's show our appreciation by round of applauses!'' The MC screamed as the crowd went wild once more.
Sneasel and Monferno had walked near the center of what was left of the Arena, which was in terrible shape, mind you. Cracks and tears everywhere, some tunnels bore into it, the very structure was threatening to collapse at any time.
''Well brother, it's you and me. Sure, you don't wanna give it up? I will hurt you if you don't stand down!'' Monferno confidently half joked, half threatened.
Sneasel smirked, despite the difficulty of his situation, he felt pumped, he felt like he was this close of showing his worth early in the competition. As such, his response was pretty pretty simple. ''Not in a million years Monkey!'' He shouted as the two combatants started circling each other.
The crowd quieted down as such a tense moment, the two opponents circling each other, with Monferno wondering how could Sneasel be so confident despite his overwhelming disadvantage type wise. Sneasel was thinking at full speed, trying to find a proper way to beat the fire monkey. He knew that he would be done if he was touched even once or twice. As a plan finally took place in his brain, a piece of the Arena cracked and fell into the water…
*SPLOOSH*
(Music suggestions: DBS OST – Broly the Movie – Full Force Kamehameha)
The sudden noise acted like a gun shot to both Pokemon. They sprung into action.
''THERE IT IS FOLKS, THE FINAL ACT OF THIS GLORIOUS EVENT! WHO'S COMING ON TOP? YOU CAN'T BLINK AWAY PEOPLE!'' The MC screamed in elation while the crowd went crazy once more, the cheers clearly loud enough to be heard throughout the entire Island. Which was huge, mind you.
Sneasel flashed white and multiple copies of him appeared around the battlefield.
Monferno snorted and his form glowed orange in a flame charge as he started charging at the Horde of Sneasel. He went trough one, two, three, four. He was lost into the battle and his blood was pumping, singing in delight. This was the stuff.
Sneasel was far from sharing this excitement… Well that would be a half-lie.
He was excited, sure, but the fact that he was in danger of being knocked out any moment kind of dampened any sort of battle intoxication that he could have felt in this situation. He grunted as he started the next phase of his plan. His form glowed white and he started launching himself and his clones at Monferno in a Quick Attack!
The copies launched themselves at Sneasel, circling the monkey at high speeds.
Seeing the Monkey on his guard was too much for Sneasel, who couldn't hold back a small taunt. ''Hey there Monkey, I am going to slowly for you? I can go a few ticks faster if you'd like.'' He chided as he glanced past Monferno in a hit with Quick Attack.
The hot-blooded Monkey's blood only did a full turn in his system as he overheated in competitiveness. His tail flame turned orange and overcame his body. His eyes turned red and he let out a guttural, feral cry.
''We'll see how well you handle this, you aristocratic sounding ferret!'' He shouted as his fists glowed white and punched another clone, the pressure sending a volley of hot air toward the audience.
Sneasel's eyes widened. If he got hit by anything while Monferno was in this state, he was a pure goner.
''My polar star, this primate could be the end of me. Better wrap it up…'' He muttered
Monferno had gotten more than enough of all those tricks and activated flame charge and shot like a bullet, massacring Sneasel's after Sneasel in a show of crimson brutality that left the crowd mad yet speechless.
''OH MY ARCEUS!, IS THAT WHAT YOU CALL PLAYING ROUGH? MONFERNO SEEMS OUT FOR BLOOD. WHAT WILL YOU DO, SNEASEL?'' The Mc inquired apprehensively while witnessing like the rest of the crowd what could be called a genocide.
That was the problem actually, since before long. There was not a single Sneasel left to murder. Monferno Frantically looked around him and roared. ''Where are you, whorefucker!?'' He shouted angrily as his flame grew even larger.
The crowd got even more excited when Sneasel descended from the skies, his form glowing blue. ''Right there, Primal primate!'' He shouted.
Monferno instinctively knew that that blue hue was going to spell his doom. However, he felt so powerful that he didn't mind it for to long. Like a meteor…or would it have been a human rocket, he shot up and in an instant, his white glowing fist was digging deep into the sharp claw's Pokemon gut. The impact sent waves of wind pressure all around the arena, rocking it like a boat by stormy seas.
''OUCH, AHHH, WHAT A VICIOUS HIT BY MONFERNO. THERE IS NO WAY SNEASEL COULD HAVE STOMACHED THAT. BY ARCEUS FIGHTING, I ACTUALLY FELT THAT HIT…!'' The MC commented, his hands around his belly. This movement was shared by quite a lot of spectators.
Monferno looked supremely satisfied, a carnivorous smile on his face. ''How's that. You got knocked by the blaze plague ferret!'' He said. He had beaten, he had vanquished…he was on top of the world.
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Quite honestly, there probably was never a time where a triumphant smile turned into a look of disbelief as fast as this occurrence…
The Sneasel embedded in his fist poofed, making a strange dinosaur like creature appear before dissolving into nothing. Needless to say, Monferno was stunned in disbelief.
Above him, a heavily breathing Sneasel was rocketing toward him like a blue and black Meteor, a ball of blue energy in his paws. ''My good friend, one layer of deception is never enough! Multiple are much better. Now you're mine. SURF!'' He shouted as he slammed his paws down on the Monkey's back. The momentum dragged both of them down to the arena, where the monkey violently hit the rocky floor. The Impact created a crater that quickly filled with water, creating a deadly wave that destroyed the arena in a splendid splashing sound. Once the water receded, Sneasel was on a small part of the stadium and Monferno had sunk into the depth of the basin. It was over!
''IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! IN A BRILLIANT SHOW OF WITS AND RESSOURCEFULNESS, SNEASEL WAS ABLE TO BRING A BLAZING MONFERNO DOWN TO HIS KNEES AND INTO THE POOL. HE IS THE WINNER OF THIS EVENT. WHAT AMAZING FINALE THAT WAS!'' The MC shouted as the crowd erupted in applause.
Sneasel smiled and screeched, evacuating all the tension that had built up from this challenge. He lifted a triumphant claw up in the air as Mesprit and Tapu Koko came to him.
''A job well done, Sneasel. That was shocking. I haven't seen such resourcefulness in a Sneasel in a while.'' Tapu Koko congratulated
Mesprit produced a bay leaves crown and put them on Sneasel's head. The contact filled Sneasel with energy as he felt his health and vitality return to him. Intrigued, he raised an inquisitive eyebrow to Mesprit, who laughed. ''I had a healing Wish on that bay leave crown. It's not something we'll give to every winner but since it was the first challenge of this series, I felt like it could be special. You did well Sneasel. You will be a pretty good Team Captain. I am sure. Now let us leave here and meet up with the others. Our day isn't finished after all.'' She kindly said as the trio left the premises, under the cheers of the crowd and MC Mike's ending words…
In the stands, the legendary Pokemon who had watched the show were chirping happily about the proceedings... They hadn't expected much from the show, but were pleasantly surprised with how interesting it had been overall. They left for the hall but definitely put watching how this show would develop on their to-do lists.
Back in the clearing, the two hosts and Sneasel had walked out of the Arena and to be clear he was rather puzzled. There was no sign of anybody there. That wasn't right!
''Where is everyone?'' He asked.
Tapu Koko chuckled mischievously and shrugged. ''Well when they fell into the water, they were simply devoured whole by the beasts guarding the basin…''He replied with an amused chirp.
Mesprit laughed at Sneasel's horrified expression and added devilishly. ''You are aware that you signed a waiver when entering the show right? If anyone die in here, we can't be law suited. This is something the little beaver forgot when he was saying that Koko had no balls to shock him to death.''
Sneasel grew even more concerned, his high from winning the first challenge evaporating as he grew increasingly unnerved at the thought of having more or less murdered 24 other Pokemon. His worrying look was too much for Tapu Koko who went on a laughing fit that made him activate his electric surge, to the displeasure of Sneasel who felt his hair standing on his fur…literally.
Mesprit forced herself to calm down before flashing purple. Before long, 24 pokemon appeared in the clearing, making Sneasel fall on his rear, his leg killed by the wave of relief.
''Of course, we couldn't make people compete in perilous situation without some sort of plan…Sneasel… every contestant is here.. safe and sound.'' Mesprit added.
Some contestant were not that happy about it however.
''What do you mean safe and sound! We were eaten alive!'' Bidoof said indignantly.
''My fur was soiled… I hope you guys have a good reason for that!'' Said the sublime Alolan Ninetales, shaking her body to remove the water…and making half the guy including Koko stare at her beautiful body, her damp, shining fur, her…
''Alright enough already of the sexy vixen act! What the fuck was that even?'' Haunter added, more annoyed at Alolan Ninetales's antic than the fact that she did not understand where she went after she was stopped.
Tapu Koko smiled and was eager to answer ''You were simply swallowed by a Gigantamax Wailord. There is enough place in those to engorge more than 100 Pokemon. Obviously, you were put to sleep in there…well aside Riolu who just walked away…'' He explained as the emanation Pokemon just opened one eye, smirked and closed it back down.
Tapu Koko had an illumination. ''Speaking of which, everyone step away from Gossifleur now.'' He said.
The groggy Grass type had not fully recovered from the shock of eating Fraxure's Dragon rush attack and then being swallowed by a seemingly bottomless maw and was shivering. Hence, she did not completely react to everyone stepping away from her.
Tapu Koko looked at Mesprit who nodded, to her would be the honor then.
''Gossifleur, just like Monferno was our first winner, you also will have the privilege to be a first…'' Mesprit started softly and kindly, just like a mother easing his child…
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In the hall, Giratina relaxed his embrace of the Goddess and smiled. ''Looks like I am up dear. See you soon''. He said before he disappeared. Arceus lifted a non existing eyebrow? ''What in my own name could my man be prepping with mortals?'' She asked as she looked back at the show.
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''The first to be automatically eliminated!'' She announced cruelly as at that same moment, a huge black portal opened right under her. Many shadows solidly locked her in a ball of black and purple energy as two enormous tentacles wrapped themselves around the ball. Then with an otherworldly roar, a shadowy creature surfaced from the hole and let out another roar.
The contestant…shat their pants…
Dunsparce and Magicarp leaked…
Alolan Ninetales let out a terrified whine and hid behind a scared to the core and shaking Wartortle…
Falinks activated no retreat and looked to defend their lives one last time before dying…
Scyther put back on his visor and leapt to free Gossifleur. The creature found it cute but did not want to hurt the poor Pokemon as this reaction was expected. He used the kindest psychic attack he could muster to slam the Scythe Pokemon to the ground. Needless to say, that to Scyther, he felt like he was being crushed by over 2000 battling copperajah all at once and it was a wonder that he did not pass out of the pressure.
Yamask and Hattem screamed in concert before Hattrem went on to violently slap an equally screaming Magikarp.
The other contestants were not faring any better either…
Actually, even Mesprit and Tapu Koko were quivering…the presence of the Antimatter Pokemon, all nice that he actually was, was still terrifying to them legendaries…so on regular Pokemon…that must have been…beyond what they could have expected.
Regaining her composure, the emotion Pokemon gestured to Giratina to explain his presence here. The Antimatter Pokemon chuckled. He didn't know if he had been so bored up there that he didn't turn down Koko's pleas to be their elimination vehicle.
''I am Giratina, a God and keeper of the balance that is Antimatter. I will be your gaoler during the show. You get eliminated? You go to Hell… that's pretty extra motivation heh? Now excuse me. I will be dragging this one, see you next time, victi…contestants!'' He said in an otherworldly voice that almost made a few of them faint in fear. In one sickening suction sound, he disappeared with a screaming Gossifleur down the hole, which closed back down.
Tapu Koko finally stopped shivering and shook his head. Carry on was the word now.
''Alright contestant let's move along now; we have team composition to make before we serve supper!'' he shouted.
The contestant looked at him like he was crazy. One of them, a certain muay thai frog to be precise, vocalized what must have been on basically everybody's mind at that moment.
''You expect us to just roll with it after basically witnessing Satan dragging a contestant to Hell?'' He shouted, his voice shaking with fear, dropping his lyrical speech pattern in his indignation.
Mesprit smiled, this was a good opportunity to remind the contestants of where they were. ''This is Sosei Island, the Island of power, froggy. Not a vacation spot! If you want to be the last Mon standing, you'll have to steel yourself or risk getting dragged down to hell much earlier that you'd like!'' She replied harshly before the remark hit home. The contestants grumbled but a fire of determination was now burning in them. Good.
The contestants stood up and followed the pair to the mess hall, where, before they would eat, they would form the teams.
Back at the hall, Giratina reappeared next to Arceus, his normally cold eyes sparkling with an amusement rarely seen by anyone but Arceus herself. ''I see you enjoyed yourself down there huh?'' She jabbed at her partner which laughed loudly. I kid you not honey, I have rarely had this much fun in a while'' He replied before kissing the Goddess's forehead, making her giggle. ''What was that for...?'' She asked, surprised but content. Giratina smirked; ''For not stopping me…'' was his simple reply. Arceus rolled her eyes and shuffled closer to Giratina, who had retaken his origin form, comfier for the two of them. ''I can't believe you can still surprise me after that many millennia.'' She purred before closing her eyes. Giratina simply watched her form and for the millionth time, chuckled at the Irony plaguing this world.
''To think that I was born a destroyer…'' he muttered before watching over the world once more, letting his spouse rest.
Back in the mess hall, Wartortle and Throh were having their cook out and while putting a relatively okay effort, to the surprise of everyone, including Alolan Ninetales, who realized that the turtle was not only a muscle bound gangster, much to her own amusement, he was blown clean away by Chef Throh, who did not enact the punishment out of respect.
Tapu Koko and Mesprit then appeared in front of the contestants.
''Good evening Contestants, I hope that you enjoyed your respites…Now the time has come for team composition. As the winner and runner up of our first challenge, Sneasel and Monferno will be Team Captain. Any objection with that in the peanut gallery?'' Mesprit enquired as pretty much every contestant were okay with that.
The formalities over, it was now time to pick the teams. Sneasel stepped up, as he had first dibs on the team selection since he had won the first challenge.
*Team selection compilation*
Sneasel started by selecting Metang, as he was impressed by his calculations and reliability in stopping the crazed specter.
Monferno chose Makuhita basically on a whim, believing the Arm Trust Pokemon to be a solid choice.
Sneasel then chose Riolu. The emanation opened an eye, looked at Sneasel critically, then smirked and walked to the sharp claw Pokemon without a word.
Monferno then chose Lapras. The transport Pokemon floated to her team while casting a pleading look of apology toward Makuhita. The Arm trust hardened his eyes and looked away, making the Transport Pokemon cringe in hurt. Haunter looked at the small exchange, a satisfied smile on her face.
Sneasel then selected Eiscue. The unbalance penguin walked toward his fellow Ice type. It was sadly not possible to see a proper expression on his face for obvious reason.
Monferno went ahead and chose Roserade. He believed that the grass type would be a huge help… and she was pretty so why not.
Sneasel kept his trend going by selecting Alolan Ninetales next. He had rather have the devilishly beautiful fairy on his side than against him. Alolan Ninetales smiled inwardly. She highly preferred to be on the team of the first winner than in Monferno's team.
Monferno selected his fellow fighting type Falinks. The spartan like Pokemon would prove interesting to be with and he looked quite strong, which was not an unpleasant quality in the playful Pokemon's eyes.
Sneasel grabbed Fraxure next. He had been very impressed…and scared of Fraxure's early performance and he did not want to face the crazy dragoness before long. Fraxure shrugged and went by her new teammates… to the dragon it hardly mattered.
Monferno threw a curve ball and selected Dunsparce. The Snake Pokemon jumped when he heard his name. He hovered to his teammates, happy about being not chosen last
Sneasel then grabbed Wartortle after being pushed to do so by Alolan Ninetales. The latter wrapped her tails around Wartortle, making the Turtle Pokemon blush horribly and most of the males glower at him in jealousy.
Monferno picked Grotle next. The Lazy grass type walked to them and almost as quickly fell asleep, making most of his teammates sweat drop at such laziness.
Sneasel went ahead and picked Bidoof. The Aloof normal type was happy to be in a team of winners. He went to his leader without a word
Monferno then realized that he needed some brains in his team, and while he had Roserade, he felt like he needed something more. Looking at the remaining contestants…he realized that Haunter was still available, hence he chose her. Haunter grinned madly. She floated to him while gratifying the other team with a carnivorous smile that made then very uncomfortable. Relishing that feeling, she settled in her Haunter form next to Monferno.
Sneasel Chose Magikarp. The Water type nodded and hopped to them, happy not to be in the same team of the horrible specter.
Monferno chose Scyther. The knight Mantis went on one knee, swearing fealty to his new king while he layed his arms in front of a very confused Monferno! Haunter, who knew a little bit about what the mantis was expecting, picked up his broken lance and tapped each shoulder and welcomed him into the team, which prompted the Scyther to plead fealty to her as well. Haunter was flattered and smiled. She just had gained a potentially powerful ally of her own right.
Sneasel selected Croagunk. A good fighting type with interesting rhymes was alright in his book. He had a good feeling. The Muay thai Frog smiled at came in rapping to the team. Sneasel smiled. In term of team cohesion, the Muay thai frog would help a lot he felt.
Monferno selected Hattrem. The pigtail Pokemon squealed In delight as she found the overzealous monkey kinda cute. She happily sauntered to Monferno who blushed at her antics, mocked by some of his teammates because of that. In the remaining campers, Yamask was now very distressed, hoping that she would be selected next to be with the pigtailed fairy.
Sneasel selected Carkol next. He had no fire type in his team yet. The rock/Fire type rolled to him, his placid look hiding a competitive burn that was barely contained.
Monferno selected Yamask after seeing her distressed look. He could not ignore a Pokemon in distress and the way he had seen the ghost type look at Hattrem when she was selected was all he needed to know to make his decision. Needless to say, Yamask gratified him with the best grateful look she could muster when she passed next to him to join Hattrem. The fairy type smiled when Yamask settled next to her, passing an appreciative pigtail around her shoulder.
Sneasel then selected Luxio. Between him and Sandile, it was easy for him to see who would be the more useful of the two. Luxio smiled and walked to Sneasel, ready to prove himself.
Sandile headed to Monferno as he was the last left. Inside, he was crimson out of shame of being left for Pokemon like Magikarp or Dunsparce. He vowed to show them that they had erred in leaving him for last like baggage.
*End of compilation*
Mesprit nodded. ''There we go people. Sneasel's team will be called the Intrepid Zacian and Monferno's team will be the Dauntless Zamazentas. Now follow me and I will show you the team dorms where you'll be sleeping…'' The emotion Pokemon instructed as the two teams followed her and Tapu Koko to the said barracks.
The team barracks where in the middle of Sosei camp and were, pretty well made indeed. The Intrepid Zacian base, as it was named, was a wooden barrack which was vaguely looking like two crossed swords. In front of the main entrance, there was a representation of the legendary Pokemon Zacian, as one could imagine. One Sword was the boys aile, the other sword was the females side and both were joined by a small corridor. Right after the entrance and the vestiaries, there was a common room where people could gather if needs there be. The shack was pretty good handiwork.
''Pretty nice shack. I am impressed…'' Sneasel complimented the craft, making Tapu Koko puff his chest in pride while Mesprit looked at the electric type legendary, amused.
''Glad you appreciate. My interns worked hard to make them as good as they should be for you all. Just don't break anything beyond repair and we gucci'' replied the fairy protector as he moved to the Dauntless Shield base.
The dauntless shield base was much sturdier in comparison. It was built like a small fort, with two floors clearly identifiable. They had the shape of two shields atop another, the symbol of Zamazenta, the twin legendary of Galar resting near the entrance of the shack. The installations inside were quite similar that of the Zacians, with the difference that the Girl's aile was upstairs and the males on ground floor.
Monferno imitated Sneasel by complimenting on the design…his own way.
''Well, that's a nice damn base alright!'' He said excitedly, jumping all the way to the top of the place and launching a flamethrower into the air. ''From this base, my team will win. Get ready to lose, Aristocrat!'' He boastfully retorted to Sneasel, who rolled his eyes in disdain. Not many people caught the competitive smile that stretched his mouth, if he wanted a fight, a fight he would get alright!
Mesprit smiled at the scene. If things were going to be this heated from the start, it could only be more promising as the game progressed.
''Glad that you have such a mindset my friend. You are going to need, trust me'' She warned before turning to the contestants…
''Alright campers, Dismissed! You may wander wherever you want. You'd better adopt safe routines however… you never know when challenges will be called, so you guys stay on your toes.'' She declared to them before her smile turned soft and her eyes warm with emotion.
''You won't see me that emotional, campers, that's Koko's shtick. However, I would like to thank you for coming to this Island and wish to every single contestant Good Luck. This game is going to be awesome and I am glad to be given the opportunity to host it! Enjoy your evening!'' She said as most contestant wiped a tear or felt their competitiveness skyrocket.
Tapu Koko smiled warmly at Mesprit, for once not focused on how cute she looked when she was like that. ''As Mes said, Good luck everyone. Let's set this game off right. Repeat after me! Total Pokemon Island of Power! Fight On! Got it? 3, 2, 1!''
''TOTAL POKEMPON ISLAND OF POWER! FIGHT ON!'' Cheered everyone as fireworks erupted on the skies above, under the cheers, the laughs…and the frightened cries of Magikarp and Dunsparce.
*End of chapter 2*
Smeargle lowered his camera, glad that the first day was over. He was warmly thanked by an almost crying Mesprit and left to go to the intern barrack.
The contestants got to know each other, cheered, some went to bed. Some went off to explore…like a certain ghost Pokemon.
Haunter was very deep in her musing. This first bit of game time had shown her very interesting things… She had started off like a seductress but had to leave that role after the arrival of the devastatingly beautiful Alolan Ninetales. She had shown her power, but that still did not make her be chosen early…Analysing those Pokemon was going to be interesting indeed. Deep into her thoughts, the ghost type did not see a small croc come behind her…or rather did not give it any thoughts…
Sandile had been walking in the same neighbouring woods, his teeth gritted in shame. He had been cleanly sniped off by a blob of water from nowhere and had been the last to be chosen in teams… it was pitiful, and he hated it…
''I'll never be able to do it if it goes like this from the beginning…'' He muttered out loud.
Haunter chuckled…the feeling of shame and disappointment was something easy to work with…and it could make an interesting study subject. Slowly but surely, she turned to Sandile… ''May I help you?'' She asked eerily, casting her red gaze on Sandile.
The sand croc had to suppress a shudder of fear…''I…I don't know. I feel like I am already being underestimated…and I hate it. I ain't here for fun… I need to do something very important…it's a matter of life and death for me…'' He muttered bitterly.
Haunter smiled genuinely…she had been right about him…''Well, talk to me about it…You can trust me..'' She offered, affable.
The croc shuffled his feet in distress and opened his mouth. The wind picked up, and the whispers of the wind blowing through the trees covered the whispers of a dark croc.
Around the dock…. Another scene was playing out…this time between a gentle soul and a pudgy sumo…
''You have to believe me! I didn't do it on purpose!'' Pleaded a gentle voice, tears threatening to fall any time on her draconian face…
The pudgy sumo looked at the Pokemon that had claimed to had been a victim…when he thought that he had a decent chance to win. As fugace as it was, he liked the flow of that chick…but that chick had just knocked him out as easily as that.
''Listen Lapras, how can I trust you? Literally 5 seconds after you claim to be on my side, I see a demonic version of you and am embedded by a blast of high pressure water…that thing still hurts…'' He drawled in a pseudo complacent voice that made Lapras flinch… It sounded so distant…and she hated it somehow.
''You have to believe me… I swear it.'' Lapras continued to plead.
Makuhita sighed…She sounded extremely sincere, but in a game such as this…trusting blindly was often synonymous with death…and he had no intention of sharing the fate of Gossifleur if he could avoid it.
''I…I'll see into it… But I can't trust you now…It sucks…but I can't bring myself to feel the same flow we had coming in here Lapras.'' He said as he left the beach to go to the barrack.
The Gentle Lapras looked at his leaving form…and the gates were finally forced… laying on the ground, tears flew freely and stained her gentle face.
*Bzzt*
Makuhita was sitting in the confessional.
''I dig the chick… and I don't like conflict…'' I won't close the option, but we'll have to see if she can be trusted… He drawled but one could see his fist shaking, was it in sadness or frustration…no one would know.
*Bzzt*
Alolan Ninetales hadn't stayed in the pseudo festivities. She was looking toward the sky above, moonlight engulfing her form and really embellishing her already lovely looks. She was deep in thought… She had found her ''target'' and now was in a game show. It was the moment to prove her abilities beyond her beauty. She would still use her body as weapon, like she had done countless time before…
She stayed like that for a while...but could feel that it was coming…
Just as she thought it, it stroke.
A violent coughing fit took her, and it felt like the end. It passed relatively quickly but she could still feel the burn in her lungs and the pain in her chest.
''There you are!'' A voice said, making her jump of her spot. She quickly turned her head toward the voice. She saw a blue skinned and fluffy tailed turtle staring at her. It was Wartortle.
''I was enjoying some moonlight, alone.'' Alolan Ninetales replied, desactivating Aurora veil.
Wartortle looked at the Ice/Fairy type with his head cocked to the side. He hadn't missed the look of pain that was still slightly apparent on her face.
''Are you okay? You looked a bit in pain.'' Wartortle pointed out as he waddled toward Ninetales.
Touched as she was, the ice fox didn't show it on her face. ''It was nothing, don't worry.'' She quickly replied as she stood up and stretched.
Wartortle couldn't help but blush at the display, but quickly shook of the attraction. ''So, I was wondering if you wanted to team up?''
Ninetales held back a gasp of surprise, since she had the same idea. She inwardly smiled. ''This could prove useful...'' She thought before replying.
''Sure, I think that you will be useful! My goal is to win, so if you arent like minded I won't hesitate'' she said, a fierce glint passing over her eyes.
Wartortle smiled meanly, inwardly flattered to team up with the eye candy. ''Don't worry, Ice fairy. I will make sure that we do.'' He said as he extended a paw toward her.
Ninetales held back a laugh as she used one of her tail to shake the Turtle Pokemon's paws. This was going to be fun.
Mesprit and Tapu Koko were back in the host lodge, sharing a glass of Starf berry wine.
''To our first episode!'' Mesprit merrily said while raising her glass, a gesture immediately reproduced by Tapu Koko
''To our success!'' Tapu Koko replied as he smashed his glass against Mesprit's.
A little too strong, actually…as the crack that appeared heralded an unfortunate outcome.
*Crack*
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*CRACK*
Tapu Koko's glass shattered in his hand, soling his claws and arms with alcoholic liquid.
''Oh, Arceus why!?' Tapu Koko moaned in despair before a laughing Mesprit gave the electric type a towel to clean himself up.
''Stop laughing…this ain't funny!'' Tapu Koko complained as he wiped his mess.
Mesprit nodded, still chuckling and wiping the tears of her eyes then looked through the window. The night above heralded the hope of a better tomorrow. There was a morning, then there was a night. It had been the first day.
''May Arceus allow this show to be successful…'' She silently prayed before turning to Koko to plan the next day…
To be Continued
Primal Latios: There you have it people. The end of chapter 2. I hope that you guys enjoyed.
We still would like to hear about more of you all. This work is always being updated to rehausse the quality of our writing. Help us bring you a story for everyone to remember :D
Speakign about that… We are opening OCs for this story, but for the legendaries. Aside of very few exceptions (Mesprit, Tapu Koko, Arceus, Giratina to be precise), Feel free to any remaining Legendaries and Ultra Beasts to create your characters.
If you could use the following template, it would be pretty cool however:
Pokemon:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Romantic interest / Orientation (if applicable):
Personality:
Background:
Press F for Gossifleur, poor girl…maybe it wasn't just not meant to be for her…Savage twist? Unfortunate Decision? I'll let you guys be the judge of that.
How well will Sneasel and Monferno lead their teams?
What is up with Haunter and Sandile?
If you wanna know? Only one way to do so. Stay tuned people :D
MPeach: What's up everyone. I'm MPeach. Quill name and gamer name. First of all is I want to adress a proper thank you for those who gave this project of ours a chance. It was an idea we had for a long time.
Long time fans inspired by those who started this particular fanfiction topic and while we didn't have the skills for it, we certainely had the enthusiasm.
This story is basically years of wondering, of "what if" until we started it. So here we go. Let us know what is good and especially what could be improved.
Stay safe in these trying times and Train On!