"Today is just not going to be my day..."
Bradyn rolled out of the bed in his temporary Nimbasa home, smacking hard against the wooden floor. Gripping his face instantly, feeling the blood rushing from his nose, Bradyn let out a loud and woeful groan. Just great! Pushing himself off of the ground slowly, Bradyn would bypass waking his sleeping pokemon for the moment and get this nose thing fixed. Not that he could really fix it... All he could really do was get a tissue, tilt his head back, and hope that the rushing of the blood stopped soon. Yeah, because it ALWAYS works like that. Here he was, in Nimbasa, about to compete in one of the biggest up-and-coming events to grace Unova... And he couldn't even get out of the bed without finding some way to bleed. Cute. Real cute!
"Well that was great... Now let's see what else I can manage to break before I make it to registrations for the day."
Bradyn groaned as he threw away another bloody tissue, what was now the sixth he'd bled through, and walked back into his bedroom. Sprawled across the end of his bed, were Vaporeon and Glaceon. Those two had always been close. In the chair beside the window, piled atop each other where Jolteon and Espeon, the other affectionately close pair of evolutions. Where were Gardevoir and Gallade, though? He had yet to spot those two... And those were the two he had to worry about the most! All the teleporting, all the trickery they'd been guilty of before... Yeah, they better show up soon or it's going to be back to the lab for them. He knew they'd hate that...
"Ooof!"
Bradyn was greeted in the back of the head by the feeling first of a blade, and then a gentle slap of a feminine-like hand. Great, more injury! Bradyn fell to his knees quickly, gripping the back of his head in agony. All the noise must of awoke his other pokemon, because Bradyn could hear the growling of the four Eevee evolutions. Then, he felt a blast of water (Hydro Pump to be exact), zip over his head and make contact with one of the pokemon. Bradyn refused to look up, scrambling across the floor hurriedly and grabbing two pokeballs from his bedside table, belonging to Gardevoir and Gallade. Pouncing to his feet, a bit of angry in his voice, he threw the pokeballs at the two with authority.
"Gardevoir, Gallade! Enough! Return..."
Bradyn looked at Vaporeon and smiled. Good ole' Vaporeon. Walking over to the Eevee evolution, he gave hit a good patting on the head, going around to the other four and doing the same. He valued his Eevee evolutions quite a bit... They were very loyal, equally strong pokemon. Not just that, but their strengths had always complimented one another quite well. Vaporeon was brute strength, while Glaceon could be tactically dangerous. Jolteon was just as brute as Vaporeon, sometimes more, and Espeon was always known as the mentally-equipped pokemon. Gardevoir and Gallade... They were the comical relief, if you couldn't tell, that at times disrespected Bradyn. Raising those two from their hatching had not been easy.
Especially as twins.
"Vaporeon, I want you to come with me... The rest of you can stay here. I'm just going to go register, and I will be right back. I promise." Bradyn picked up the pokeballs of Gardevoir and Gallade from the floor and turned to Jolteon. "If those two get back out... Well, you know what to do. I don't think they will, though... I pray they won't..."
Jolteon nodded in agreement, and shortly after giving equal "loving" to his pokemon, he headed out the door with Vaporeon at his side. Vaporeon had always been the traveling type... Which was odd for a pokemon that was supposed to be in water frequently, if not always. He liked to make good use of his legs, though... Highlighted by the fact that they were nicely toned with muscles from origin, all the way to his bony little "toes". Vaporeon had been put through endurance drills just like any of the other evolutions, first being slow, then getting faster, then becoming the fastest... A never-ending process.
"YOU THERE!"
"Hmm?"
Bradyn turned to see a fellow charging his way, a scowl on his face. Did Bradyn know him? If he did, this fellow sure didn't look too familiar. In fact... Bradyn was quite confident he had no idea who this batty little fellow was. He'd listen to what he had to say, though. Respect Bradyn, respect...
"What? You don't remember me? Hmmph! I knew it..."
Bradyn scratched his head, barely noticing the growl that was coming from Vaporeon's throat.
"Should I? Because you're right, I don't remember you... Not even in the faintest."
"You should... I told you I was going to come back one day, and battle you for your beloved Vaporeon. That day ha-"
"Oh, you're that guy! Yeah, not gonna happen bud..."
"Yeah? Well we'll see about that... Arcanine, I choose you!"
"I only have Vaporeon with me, so if you can beat me... He's yours."
Bradyn looked at Vaporeon, smiling. He was by no means arrogant, and to be honest, he did fear of losing Vaporeon at the moment. However... Just as always, there was a look in the eyes of Vaporeon that told Bradyn it was all going to be alright. That it was all going to be okay. Just as he had done as a young Eevee, Vaporeon had managed to calm his trainers nerves and gave him the confidence it'd surely take to win this battle. One thing to learn about these two... Is that they are tough. They aren't to ever be underestimated. Don't go for the type advantage, don't go for sneak attacks... They can make you pay for it.
"I hope you like losing!"
"Dear god... Here we go, again."