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The quad region tournament saga! edited and revised!
Well, this is my first fanfic, im sorry it is a bit on the short side, i will be adding much longer chapters as the fic goes on. This was just a taster to see how people like it, and if there are things to work on. I hope you enjoy it.
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The scene was amazing. Awe inspiring Stadiums, Training Pitches, modern hotels and restaurants set against a stunning backdrop of sea, dotted with swimmers and boats. For Donny, this was the stuff dreams were made of. Pokemon trainers hung around everywhere. Some were relaxing by the sea or queuing at hotdog stands, but most were cooing over their precious pokemon, grooming them and boasting about them to others while Wingull flew overhead.
This was Middle World Island, home to the Quad Region Cup, the tournament held every four years where one hundred of the world's most powerful trainers gathered from the four regions of Kanto, Johto, Hoenn and Sinnoh to be crowned the ultimate trainer in the whole world. To claim the title they would have to battle through everyone in their path from the large number of fenced off official battle pitches to the islands 15 50,000 seater stadiums.
Donny had come far since he had first started out with Charmander back when he was a novice. He had with him his team of pokemon he had collected on his travels, and he was ready.
"Come on Charmeleon we have to find the Pokemon Centre and register!" he called back to his trusted partner.
"Char!" Chameleon turned away from the delicious smell of pepperoni wafting from a pizza joint at the side of the road and followed its trainer through the maze of people towards the large, modern steel structure that was the Pokemon Centre. Many flags with pokeball icons waved about in the sea breeze, while the biggest screen Donny had ever seen advertised a new brand of pokeball Silph Corporation of Kanto had released.
The automatic glass doors glided open to reveal an enormous circular lobby with benches, computers and elevator doors around the wall. The foyer reached up the full height of the building ending in a glass dome. About every three metres up there was a circular walkway round the wall, with corridors leading to the rooms. A huge oak desk stood in the middle of the room, many beaming Nurse Joys waiting behind the counter to serve the long queues of people. Above the Desk there was another big screen, not as large as the one outside, but still big enough that everyone in the room could see it. Right now it displayed the words "Welcome to the Middle World Island Pokemon Centre" Donny was seriously impressed and continued admiring the building while he waited to be served.
"Welcome to the Pokemon Centre, may I help you?" the receptionist asked, as though she had asked the question a million times that day.
"Hello, yes I have reservations for a room and I'm also here to register for the tournament, all my information is on there."Donny said, as he handed the receptionist two pieces of paper held together with a paper clip. After the receptionist had tapped away at her computer for a couple of minutes, she handed the papers back along with a room key, a card with a string attached, and a booklet.
"Your room is 3021, right at the top on the thirtieth floor, the card will let you into the trainer lounge and other exclusive areas, maybe even get you a free meal if you're lucky, You also need it to get into the competitors entrance in the stadiums, you are also allowed two friends to sit on your team bench. You should leave at least half an hour to get to your Specified Venue for your battles, which are announced on the big board above me, if you have any queries the booklet has it explained. I hope you enjoy your stay and good luck!"
"Thank you very much."Donny turned to go and got scared out of his wits when he was bounded into by a six foot five pack of muscle.
"Hey! If it isn't old Donny!" Donny's first instinct to having a massive sixteen year old boasting a six pack and an afro that added a foot to his height was to run away and call 911, but then he realised who it was, who could ever forget? After all, he had once tried to mug him.
"Huh? Marcus! You made it to the championships too!"
"You betcha! I'm here to compete and win! No-one else will stand a chance!" Marcus roared confidently punching his fist into his hand.
"Um, excuse me guys, I hate to break up this lovely reunion, but could you move away? Your holding up the other guests." The receptionist had become irritated and taken action amidst the grumbling of an elderly couple due up next.
"Right sorry, we have to catch up! How about a warm up battle?"
"All about the battling as always, man. But I accept; I need to give my pokemon the sense of victory so they know what to expect!"
A tall lean boy shrouded in a black cloak walked briskly along a small dirt path, lost in his thoughts. He was full of contempt. Why was he even bothering to compete? He was far superior to everyone on this island; they should just crown him right now.
"Grr!" The boys Houndoom swivelled his head and raised his tail.
"Hm, what is it Houndoom?" the boy looked up to see a crowd gathering around a patch of ground with a battling pitch marked roughly on it.
"Just some mediocre trainers trying to put on a good show. Look, he hasn't evolved his Charmeleon yet, what a loser. And that other one, trying to look hard. Still, not all trainers have the skill to enter my elite. Hopefully they will provide some entertainment in the championship." As the boy turned away a ground shaking crash caused him to stop dead in his tracks. As he turned around in curiosity an almighty roar pierced his ears. Screams and gasps came from the spectators. No doubt about it, a Steelix had entered the fray.
"Breloom lets go!" yelled Donny, tossing a pokeball.
"I see you have been doing your homework." Noted Marcus, clearly seeing that Donny had gone for type advantage. "But it's not going to work!"
"We will see, Breloom Dynamic Punch!" Breloom extended its hand and charged towards the huge iron snake.
"I'd figure you would use a fighting move, but it won't work! Steelix take the blow then use Dragonbreath!" Steelix took the heavy blow like he was tapped and then let rip an incredible blast of energy that sent Breloom flying.
"Breloom, hold out! Force palm!" again Breloom charged and attacked and again Steelix stayed strong knocking Breloom back with an iron tail.
"If we can't affect that beast down here then we'll attack where the brain is! Sky Uppercut! Jump all the way!" Donny cried desperately, as Breloom leapt up, Marcus ordered Steelix to send a hail of Stone Edge rocks down, grinding Brelooms leap to a halt.
"Use seed bomb on the rocks!" Breloom continued upwards blasting rocks out of its way. Donny thought about the power of the Stone Edge, and then he made his move.
"Use Counter! turn the stone edge around!" Breloom swung around in midair and raised its hands, halting the shower of rocks and sending them right back where they came from, as well as opening its mouth and giving Steelix the strongest hail of Seed Bombs it could muster. But Marcus wasn't about to give up, ordering Steelix to finish it with another Dragon Breath, Steelix opened its mouth, but gave another almighty roar of pain and came smashing to earth under a storm of rocks and Seed Bombs. A round of applause and cheering came from the audience as Marcus' jaw dropped in disbelief.
"No way man! Steelix we'll just have to train harder and next time we'll win, you did great."As Marcus called Steelix in, Donny walked up to him with Breloom and Charmeleon, carefully avoiding the massive holes in the ground the battle had left.
"Great match Marcus. It was supposed to be warm up but it turned into a truly intense battle. Maybe we will meet again in the finals. For now though we better get to the pokemon centre and rest up and treat our pokemon, Its essential they are in top shape for the coming weeks. " By now the crowd had dispersed, the sun was setting and both the boys wanted to get back to the Pokemon Centre and relax. After they had made it back to the paved road, The cloaked boy stepped out of the shadows and spoke into a walkie talkie he had retrieved from a pouch on his belt.
"Calling Headquarters, this is 88, calling to report that everything is going smoothly, continuing analysis of trainers, nothing special, over and out." The boy approached the cliff face and smirked as he looked over the horizon. Soon everything would become clear, once he was crowned champion no one would give him any hassle, and he could manipulate everything until he had the world in his grasp, and his organization would take over the world, and he would be rewarded beyond anything.
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I know it is short, i will probably edit it tommorow and add more
Well, this is my first fanfic, im sorry it is a bit on the short side, i will be adding much longer chapters as the fic goes on. This was just a taster to see how people like it, and if there are things to work on. I hope you enjoy it.
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The scene was amazing. Awe inspiring Stadiums, Training Pitches, modern hotels and restaurants set against a stunning backdrop of sea, dotted with swimmers and boats. For Donny, this was the stuff dreams were made of. Pokemon trainers hung around everywhere. Some were relaxing by the sea or queuing at hotdog stands, but most were cooing over their precious pokemon, grooming them and boasting about them to others while Wingull flew overhead.
This was Middle World Island, home to the Quad Region Cup, the tournament held every four years where one hundred of the world's most powerful trainers gathered from the four regions of Kanto, Johto, Hoenn and Sinnoh to be crowned the ultimate trainer in the whole world. To claim the title they would have to battle through everyone in their path from the large number of fenced off official battle pitches to the islands 15 50,000 seater stadiums.
Donny had come far since he had first started out with Charmander back when he was a novice. He had with him his team of pokemon he had collected on his travels, and he was ready.
"Come on Charmeleon we have to find the Pokemon Centre and register!" he called back to his trusted partner.
"Char!" Chameleon turned away from the delicious smell of pepperoni wafting from a pizza joint at the side of the road and followed its trainer through the maze of people towards the large, modern steel structure that was the Pokemon Centre. Many flags with pokeball icons waved about in the sea breeze, while the biggest screen Donny had ever seen advertised a new brand of pokeball Silph Corporation of Kanto had released.
The automatic glass doors glided open to reveal an enormous circular lobby with benches, computers and elevator doors around the wall. The foyer reached up the full height of the building ending in a glass dome. About every three metres up there was a circular walkway round the wall, with corridors leading to the rooms. A huge oak desk stood in the middle of the room, many beaming Nurse Joys waiting behind the counter to serve the long queues of people. Above the Desk there was another big screen, not as large as the one outside, but still big enough that everyone in the room could see it. Right now it displayed the words "Welcome to the Middle World Island Pokemon Centre" Donny was seriously impressed and continued admiring the building while he waited to be served.
"Welcome to the Pokemon Centre, may I help you?" the receptionist asked, as though she had asked the question a million times that day.
"Hello, yes I have reservations for a room and I'm also here to register for the tournament, all my information is on there."Donny said, as he handed the receptionist two pieces of paper held together with a paper clip. After the receptionist had tapped away at her computer for a couple of minutes, she handed the papers back along with a room key, a card with a string attached, and a booklet.
"Your room is 3021, right at the top on the thirtieth floor, the card will let you into the trainer lounge and other exclusive areas, maybe even get you a free meal if you're lucky, You also need it to get into the competitors entrance in the stadiums, you are also allowed two friends to sit on your team bench. You should leave at least half an hour to get to your Specified Venue for your battles, which are announced on the big board above me, if you have any queries the booklet has it explained. I hope you enjoy your stay and good luck!"
"Thank you very much."Donny turned to go and got scared out of his wits when he was bounded into by a six foot five pack of muscle.
"Hey! If it isn't old Donny!" Donny's first instinct to having a massive sixteen year old boasting a six pack and an afro that added a foot to his height was to run away and call 911, but then he realised who it was, who could ever forget? After all, he had once tried to mug him.
"Huh? Marcus! You made it to the championships too!"
"You betcha! I'm here to compete and win! No-one else will stand a chance!" Marcus roared confidently punching his fist into his hand.
"Um, excuse me guys, I hate to break up this lovely reunion, but could you move away? Your holding up the other guests." The receptionist had become irritated and taken action amidst the grumbling of an elderly couple due up next.
"Right sorry, we have to catch up! How about a warm up battle?"
"All about the battling as always, man. But I accept; I need to give my pokemon the sense of victory so they know what to expect!"
A tall lean boy shrouded in a black cloak walked briskly along a small dirt path, lost in his thoughts. He was full of contempt. Why was he even bothering to compete? He was far superior to everyone on this island; they should just crown him right now.
"Grr!" The boys Houndoom swivelled his head and raised his tail.
"Hm, what is it Houndoom?" the boy looked up to see a crowd gathering around a patch of ground with a battling pitch marked roughly on it.
"Just some mediocre trainers trying to put on a good show. Look, he hasn't evolved his Charmeleon yet, what a loser. And that other one, trying to look hard. Still, not all trainers have the skill to enter my elite. Hopefully they will provide some entertainment in the championship." As the boy turned away a ground shaking crash caused him to stop dead in his tracks. As he turned around in curiosity an almighty roar pierced his ears. Screams and gasps came from the spectators. No doubt about it, a Steelix had entered the fray.
"Breloom lets go!" yelled Donny, tossing a pokeball.
"I see you have been doing your homework." Noted Marcus, clearly seeing that Donny had gone for type advantage. "But it's not going to work!"
"We will see, Breloom Dynamic Punch!" Breloom extended its hand and charged towards the huge iron snake.
"I'd figure you would use a fighting move, but it won't work! Steelix take the blow then use Dragonbreath!" Steelix took the heavy blow like he was tapped and then let rip an incredible blast of energy that sent Breloom flying.
"Breloom, hold out! Force palm!" again Breloom charged and attacked and again Steelix stayed strong knocking Breloom back with an iron tail.
"If we can't affect that beast down here then we'll attack where the brain is! Sky Uppercut! Jump all the way!" Donny cried desperately, as Breloom leapt up, Marcus ordered Steelix to send a hail of Stone Edge rocks down, grinding Brelooms leap to a halt.
"Use seed bomb on the rocks!" Breloom continued upwards blasting rocks out of its way. Donny thought about the power of the Stone Edge, and then he made his move.
"Use Counter! turn the stone edge around!" Breloom swung around in midair and raised its hands, halting the shower of rocks and sending them right back where they came from, as well as opening its mouth and giving Steelix the strongest hail of Seed Bombs it could muster. But Marcus wasn't about to give up, ordering Steelix to finish it with another Dragon Breath, Steelix opened its mouth, but gave another almighty roar of pain and came smashing to earth under a storm of rocks and Seed Bombs. A round of applause and cheering came from the audience as Marcus' jaw dropped in disbelief.
"No way man! Steelix we'll just have to train harder and next time we'll win, you did great."As Marcus called Steelix in, Donny walked up to him with Breloom and Charmeleon, carefully avoiding the massive holes in the ground the battle had left.
"Great match Marcus. It was supposed to be warm up but it turned into a truly intense battle. Maybe we will meet again in the finals. For now though we better get to the pokemon centre and rest up and treat our pokemon, Its essential they are in top shape for the coming weeks. " By now the crowd had dispersed, the sun was setting and both the boys wanted to get back to the Pokemon Centre and relax. After they had made it back to the paved road, The cloaked boy stepped out of the shadows and spoke into a walkie talkie he had retrieved from a pouch on his belt.
"Calling Headquarters, this is 88, calling to report that everything is going smoothly, continuing analysis of trainers, nothing special, over and out." The boy approached the cliff face and smirked as he looked over the horizon. Soon everything would become clear, once he was crowned champion no one would give him any hassle, and he could manipulate everything until he had the world in his grasp, and his organization would take over the world, and he would be rewarded beyond anything.
****************************end of chapter one********************
I know it is short, i will probably edit it tommorow and add more
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