OOC: Um, yeah, I just totally wrote this all up now. I completely didn't have it saved on my computer: I just write that fast.
Sam was crying as he ran to the beach. No longer about losing, but now about losing James. It wasn't long, however, before he crashed into someone standing there.
"Oh! I'm sorry...I'm just in a hurry," Sam said. Warren growled at the stuttered apology, turning to face the tall boy who had run right into him.
"Ever heard of these amazing new inventions that stop you charging into people? They're called eyes." Chuckling at the hilarious joke (or so he thought, at least), Warren turned to leave.
"You...why? You're just as cruel as he was...after that match...no. I WILL defeat you!" Sam yelled. "GYARA!" he screeched. His Pokémon was already out and ready to go. Warren froze as he heard the unmistakeable roar of the Gyarados. Those things were called atrocious for a reason and whoever this guy was, he didn't seem to be in the most stable mental state at the moment.
"Bellsprout, I could use a hand here!" he shouted, releasing the Grass type from its Pokeball. Gyarados were part flying, which would nullify Bellsprout's effectiveness offensively, but at least the water-type attacks would be less effective. Bellsprout cringed as it saw the leering dragon, but Warren gritted his teeth.
"Use Stunspore!" he shouted gleefully, "And make that Gyarados helpless!"
"Heh...think you're strong, don't ya...well, I've got news! Use Thrash! On the water!" Sam said. Gyarados splashed...crazily. The powder was caught in it, nullifying it. "Now! Hit Bellsprout!" Sam said. Gyarados flew up on land, knocking Bellsprout to the ground. "Still think you're so tough?" Sam asked. Needless to say, the clichéd bravado did not go down well with Warren.
"Tough? I'm a hell of a lot tougher than you, you ponce! With all of your so-called fashion, I'm half expecting you to start calling me 'darling'. Now, you useless plant," he continued, turning to Bellsprout, "STOP lying on the floor! Restrain that thing with your Vine Whip!"
"Someone told me a true bond with one's Pokémon is required to win. Now, I can tell...you believe Pokémon are tools, and that's where you're wrong. True, I don't have a bond as flawless as I'd like, but I have one a hell of a lot better than yours! Go Gyara! Use Bite!" Sam said. Gyara moved in, despite the vine draping him. "Rule one, fool. Gyara's ability is intimidate. Means that he can weaken attack power upon entering a battle. Since Bellsprout has crap attack power to start with and then Vine Whip's physical, that won't do you crap. Show it, Gyara! Teach him how strong bonds are!" Sam yelled happily. Gyara bit down, choking Bellsprout. "Perhaps you should recall it?" Sam asked. Warren laughed.
"I think I'm not the only one who needs to do their homework. Bellsprout's ability is chlorophyll, which means that in weather like this," Warren gestured towards the clear blue sky, "It can move at incredible speeds. Bellsprout, use your Vinewhip, but not as a weapon - use it to get onto Gyarados's head, then spray it with Poison Powder!" The plant grinned and leapt forwards, swinging forwards on its vines almost faster than the eye could follow.
"Crap...splash!" Sam said. Gyarados started throwing its weight around, knocking the water up into the air, once again neutralizing the powder. "Hum...this is a lot like Koga's battle. Lots of paralysis attacks and sleeping attacks...and poisonous attacks. Interesting move combo...here in the water it's useless, though. Your vine whip isn't doing you any good. Gyara's just too strong. Still so sure you're way tougher than I am?" Sam asked, smirking now. Warren gritted his teeth. Powder attacks weren't going to do anything unless he could ensure they got to Gyarados, which was unlikely to say the least. Memories were coming back, though, of facing an Ekans outside Vermillion. That time, Bellsprout had sent Sleep Powder right down the opponent's throat. Bellsprout was still clinging to the top of Gyarados's head, so perhaps...
"Stick your head in its mouth and use Stun Spore!" Warren bellowed, "Let's see the jerk evade this one!"
"Um...see the jerk evade this one? Okay...Gyara! Bite!" Sam yelled. He knew this was his worst possible move, but this probably was his best option. "Now...SPIT IT AT THE ROCKS!" Sam yelled. Gyara built up energy and fired. Bellsprout was light, but it was still enough. It made a nice impression on the rocks. "Well? Still think it's strong enough to beat my Gyara? You're Pokémon...it's knocked out. Return it. Trust me, it's not worth the pain it'll cause." Warren couldn't hold it in any longer.
"You really are an idiot, aren't you? Sure, Bellsprout's KO'ed, but it served its purpose. Right now, the Stun Spore will be settling in Gyarados's lungs. It's only a matter of time before it's rendered unable to even move." Warren grinned. "So, let's get the show on the road...Venonat! Use Supersonic!" In a flash of light, the purple bug leapt onto the battlefield, giving off an ear splitting screech.
"Hmm...well, Gyara, return. You've served your purpose as well. Yeah, there's something I'd like to try, but I'll wait. Go! Vulpix!" Sam said, throwing out his youngest Pokémon. "Vul?" Vulpix whispered. "Yes, battle time, Vulpix. Not against James. We're working on getting stronger now. Strong enough to beat James. But now its practice time. Versus a Venonat. With blue eyes. Be careful. Now! Hypnosis!" Sam said. Vulpix's eyes turned purple, then Venonat's did. Then, it fell asleep. "Good. Now! Firewall!" Sam said. This was their new combo. It meant, light up the ground in front of the opponent, then jump over it to the other side. "Now! Roar!" Sam yelled. Vulpix let loose a loud roar, waking and scaring his opponent. Venonat ran backwards, and since it did not see the flames in time, it was quickly lit up. "Good work, Vulpix! Now! Ember attack!" Sam commanded. Vulpix shot flames from its mouth at Venonat, who was injured by the attack. "Well? Just cause I look like I might be weak doesn't mean I am. Well? Still sure you can defeat me easily?" Sam asked. This guy, he needed help. Maybe Sam could provide this...
"Oh you are so going down!" Warren bellowed as his prized Venonat squeaked weakly, the embers on its body spluttering out, "Venonat, use Confusion on that firewall thing and cover Vulpix in flames. It might be a fire-type but no Pokemon could survive that!" Venonat grinned, then stepped forwards again, its eyes glowing faintly. The wall of fire rose up, sweeping across the battlefield like a deadly wind and completely enshrouding Vulpix in flames.
"Ha...haha...hahahahahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sam started laughing now. "You know what I'm laughing about? How stupid you were right there. Vulpix has a special ability too, just like Gyara. Vulpix's ability is called Flash Fire. Do you know what that does? It boosts the power of fire type moves when hit with any type of flames. Now! Vulpix, charge in, then Ember!" Sam yelled.
"Venonat, confusion!" Warren yelled and instantly, Vulpix froze in its tracks, unable to even release the barrage of flames that was waiting in its mouth.
"Now, Disable and follow up with Tackle!" Venonat glowed red a little in response, but nothing seemed to happen. However, in Vulpix's throat, the flames were dying. Disable had left it incapable of using its Ember attack. Venonat wasn't done yet, though. As it held the orange fox there, trapped, it ran forwards and leapt, delivering an explosive Tackle.
"Hmm...interesting style there. Not your average move...stops one of my moves...and I think that's Vulpix's only attack, too. Oh well. Let's try something new, Vulpix! Those flames are still around, and you're down now. To light your tail! Time for an attack!" Sam yelled. Vulpix started pulling its tail through the flames, ready to fight. "Now! Hit it with Tail Whip!" Sam yelled. Vulpix charged, slapping Venonat across the head with its new flaming tail. "Don't let it get away! Teach it! Again!" Sam said. Vulpix adjusted position to hit it harder the second time. "Now! Blow your tail's flames with roar!" Sam yelled. Vulpix put its tail between its mouth and Venonat and roared. The force shot the flames forward. Venonat was severely injured. "Well? Can Venonat still fight? If not, I'll have Vulpix calm down. But if so I'll finish this now..." Sam said. Venonat really did look like it was about to go down. A lot of its fur was badly burnt and it was struggling to keep standing. Warren gritted his teeth. He would only get one chance, so he'd have to use it well. This kid was beating the crap out of him so far, but how? Warren remembered the battle with Gyarados. He'd nullified every single one of the powder attacks using the water so maybe...
"Venonat, use your Confusion on the sea to send a wave at Vulpix!" Warren shouted gleefully. Screeching with the effort, Venonat held out its hand, alight with the blue fire of Confusion. Vulpix started as a wave, nearly four metres high swept up the beach and towered over it.
"Now, Venonat!" Warren shouted, "Bring it crashing down!"
Sam started clapping. This guy hadn't done a half bad job. "Now...good work. Except you have but one problem. Lifting the flames did a fair job and injured Vulpix, but Vulpix is stronger than that. I have a good friend to thank for that...anyway. Vulpix is still standing, and it doesn't look like she's injured any more. Vulpix! Charge and use Ember!" Sam yelled. Venonat stepped out of the way, now out of fear and habit. "Good...good." Sam said, as the flames instead lit up some plant life behind Venonat. "Now! Run into the flames!" Sam yelled. Vulpix charged into the flames. They were warming it...healing it, and strengthening it. "Now! Let it loose! Ember!" Sam said. Vulpix shot its strongest flames yet with the power of the flames aiding it. Venonat didn't have time to evade this move, and was quickly enveloped in flames. "Well? Are you sure Venonat's not done yet?" Sam asked. Warren chuckled.
"Use your head, man. Vulpix isn't the only one who got wet from that wave." he gestured to Venonat who was, amazingly, still standing. Just. "Even the most powerful Ember isn't going to do much if the target's soaked to the skin. The water put out most of the flames the second they hit Venonat. Now, let's Disable again, Venonat. We have to keep that Ember out of the picture!" Once again, Venonat gave off the faint red pulse and Vulpix shook its head a little, Ember disappearing from its mind.
"Now, use confusion to send those burning plants into the water, we don't want it doing that thing with Roar again!" Venonat continued, laboriously pushing the burning bush into the sea, where it was quenched with a hiss.
"Okay, now let's make this battle really annoying, Venonat! Confuse that Vulpix with Supersonic!" Finally, the bug glanced at the fox and gave off one ear-splitting screech. The volume was low, due to Venonat's injured condition, but the sound waves struck Vulpix dead on and the fiery fox was now looking as if it didn't have a clue where it was.
"Vulpix. Please. Be calm. You can do this. Ember!" Sam said with increasing volume. "Vul!" Vulpix cried, shooting flames...in the completely wrong direction. "No! Vulpix! MY LEG!" Sam yelled. Vulpix's flames had been right at Sam's leg. "Vul...?" Vulpix asked quietly. "Don't worry 'bout it. Calm down, though. You'll be fine...just focus. Just because you can't see straight...or partially think straight...doesn't mean you can't find Venonat. Now! Listen!" Sam encouraged. Vulpix closed its eyes and concentrated. Venonat was still releasing the waves that confused it, but apparently, Vulpix got lucky. It shot some flames, right at its opponent, who was critically injured. "Well? Vulpix and I are a great team. I've been with her since her birth. Literally..." Sam said happily. Venonat lay on the floor, barely moving. By some miracle, it was still conscious, but it wouldn't be doing any fighting.
"Return, Venonat," Warren said, heavily, "Let's give this a go, Poliwag!" Squealing happily, the tadpole burst from its ball, poised and ready for action.
"Alright, get up close and use Water gun!" Warren ordered and Poliwag leapt forwards. Vulpix stumbled, too confused to lock onto a moving target. Finally, Poliwag landed in front of it and laughing maniacally, exuded a torrent of water that threw Vulpix backwards.
"I guess you weren't as tough as you thought, were you!" Warren shouted, "It's as good as two down each now, with your Gyarados paralyzed and injured. Why don't you just give it up and go home!"
"Good job, Vulpix. Return," Sam said. Then, turning to Warren, he said, "You say I'm not tough. Which could be true, yes, but there's the other thing. Where you told me to go home. I can't go home. I've been away far too long. I left my family. I don't like that life. I belong here. Anyway, we'll continue now, then. Go. PIKA!" Sam yelled. His Pikachu came out of its ball, quickly preparing for its first fight in a while. "Okay! Let's do it! Thundershock!" Sam said. Pika was quickly in front of Poliwag. Faster than anyone could see. Especially Poliwag. It was quickly shocked by the electricity, causing it to shriek in pain. "This is Pika. Pikachu are quite rare. This one is a very good friend of mine. Good luck against it..." Sam said happily.
"An electric type, huh? Alright then...POLIWAG!" the tadpole looked around, awaiting some amazing order that would somehow nullify the type disadvantage. "RETURN!"
"Poliiiiii?" With a flash, the tadpole flew back to its Pokeball, mere seconds after entering the field of battle.
"Go, Cubone! Bone Club!" Another flash, and the rodent with a bone helmet charged, swinging its weapon with some serious power. Pikachu dodged, but Cubone kept swinging and seconds later, the two were darting across the entire arena in a pattern of dodging and attacking - Cubone never quite landing a hit, but Pikachu never getting an opening. One of them would have to flake soon - it was only a matter of time...
"Hm. Good choice there. Time for a substitution. Pika. Back. Don't worry. You'll be back soon as Poliwag is. Go Pidg!" Sam said, sending out his Pidgeotto. "Pidgo!" Pidgeotto screeched, flapping its wings freely. "Let's do it! Quick Attack!" Sam said. This was purely to get moving. Pidg got in close, but now it was time for the real show. Cubone swung its bone at Pidg as Sam said, "Now! Aerial Ace but keep the speed!" Pidg switched from the white glow following him to air gliding off. He hit at full speed, pulling Cubone with it and finally pulling up to throw it into a rock. "This is my Pidgeotto. My fastest Pokémon without a doubt. You sure you can keep up?" Sam asked. Warren chuckled.
"I don't need to keep up when your attacks are harmless," he called and sure enough, Cubone flipped itself back to its feet, showing little sign of injury, "That skull doesn't just look like a helmet - it acts like one and give powerful protection against physical attacks. Besides, Cubone are normally whiny little buggers, but this guy," Warren gestured to Cubone, who was slapping the palm of his hand with his club, "Is clearly not. So there's no need to assume he's slow, either. Bone Club, again, aim for the wing!" Leaping forwards, Cubone swung again. Pidg spun to the side, but a little too late. The club brushed its wing tip , sending the stricken bird in a plummeting spiral towards the sea.
"Ooookay. Guess that's enough messin' around. Pidg! Calm down. Don't focus on the pain. Instead, hit it with Aerial Ace, but don't aim for its head. Hit it in the stomach! Then air lift it down!" Sam said. Pidg flew forward, picking up his strong opponent into the air. Then, after a shuttle loop, where Pidg went for a shot at the stomach and hit successfully, Cubone hit the ground back first. "Still think we're so harmless?" Sam asked. Cubone struggled to its feet, pain evident in its face.
"Don't worry Cubone!" Warren shouted, "I've got an idea! Go defensive, hunker down low so it can't even see anything but your skull, let alone hit it! Then, when you get the chance, Bone Club to the face!"
"Hm. Wonder why I didn't see that earlier? You've used it...I've used it. Pidg! Pick it up with your talons." Sam said. Pidg flew in, picked up the heavy Pokémon and started carrying it. "Now. Move as fast as you can over the ocean and drop it." Sam said. Pidg flew...and dropped it. Cubone fell...with a splash. Warren gasped. This did not look good. Suddenly, a bubble appeared. Then another, then another, more and more until suddenly, Cubone's head broke the surface with a splash and, coughing and spluttering, it dragged itself out of the water.
"Nice one Cubone!" Warren shouted. The buoyant skull had clearly saved Cubone's life. "Alright, this isn't working. Cubone, return. Gastly, let's go! Mean Look to stop it switching, then follow with Hypnosis!" As the rodent returned to its Pokeball, the gassy ghost burst out, fixing Pidg with a deathly stare. The bird faltered a little, then began to sway as Gastly's eyes began glowing - Hypnosis.
"Crap. Mean Look. Stops me from switching. And Pidg is asleep. WAKE UP!" Sam yelled. Pidg, however, stayed asleep. "Well? You going to do anything or make me sit here? Attack...so I can hit back. Either that, or have Ghastly lift Mean Look so I can switch out." Sam said, now trying to negotiate.
"Lick it, Gastly!" Warren shouted and the ghost flew forwards, it tongue flying out towards Pidg...and passing straight through.
"Oh yeah," Warren groaned, "Normal type. Night Shade won't work either, so...Gastly, use Curse!" Bracing itself, Gastly hissed softly, a sharp spear of gas forming in front of it. Wincing slightly, it gave one last
"Gaaaasss..." and then thrust the weapon into its own chest. Warren flinched as Gastly pulled back, badly hurt by its own attack. But it had worked. Even now, smoke was creeping over the ground and trickling into Pidg's beak, corrupting it from the inside out. Gastly had nothing more to do, though.
"Return, Gastly, just sit back, relax and wait for the curse to do its work. There's nothing else to be done..."
Time slowly passed...and eventually...Pidg fell to the ground, defeated. "Return, buddy." Sam said. Pidg flew back in, signalling defeat. "Go...UMBRE!" Sam yelled. He wanted Umbre to avenge Pidg's defeat. "Let's do it! Shadow Ball!" Sam said, as Umbre came out. Still, Sam would kill to see that look on the guy's face again after what happened. He wasn't expecting the attack, as the critically injured Ghastly was hit by a powerful attack. "Now! Hit it hard with your Pursuit attack!" Sam yelled. Umbre charged, with the dark energy surrounding it. Closer...closer...direct hit! Ghastly flew back, now gasping for breath. "Your Gastly...its critically hurt. Maybe return it?" Sam asked, worried he'd gone too far.
"Don't tell me how to battle!" Warren shouted, worried. Gastly looked like it was struggling to just keep its self from drifting apart.
"Return, Gastly!" he called, "You did good. But it's someone else's turn now. Let's go, Poliwag!" Once again, the tadpole burst onto the battlefield. It had taken a nasty attack earlier, but it had been a one off and Poliwag had been resting for a while.
"Okay, Poliwag, let's continue with our theme, shall we? Hypnosis!"
"Hold up! This isn't Umbre's fight! Return. Pika! You're up!" Sam yelled. Pika was in now...time to finish this. "Let's do it! Quick Attack!" Sam yelled. Pika went left...right...up...down...hit. Pika was just too fast for Poliwag. Still, it wasn't going well. Pika, despite all that, had been hit by Hypnosis and was nodding off. "Quick! Get in one hit before you're sleeping! Full power Thundershock! Now!" Sam yelled. Pika shot electricity everywhere. Around Sam, the mysterious guy and Poliwag. Everything. Shocking...then Pika fell. Asleep. Sam smiled. If this was about as bad as it got...this'd be a great lifestyle to keep. Poliwag was thrown back by the force of the attack, electrical burns covering its thin skin. The tadpole was lucky that the Hypnosis had connected - if it hadn't, he'd almost certainly be out of it by now; that Thundershock had been seriously powerful.
"Return, Poliwag!" Warren called, for the second time, "Now, Cubone, Bone Club! Get it while it's vulnerable!" Cubone reappeared, far from 100% but in a better battling state then Pika. Growling happily, it threw itself forwards, bringing its club down in a swing that was heading straight for the rat's skull.
"Dang...it's over. Pika's...what?!" Sam gasped. Cubone was aimed. He was sure Pika was done. Except...Pika rolled over...right...past...Cubone. "Ooookayyy then...well...that was odd..." Sam said rather quietly.
"Bone Club, again, Cubone!" Warren shouted, "Don't stop swinging until you hit it!"
"Um...dude? You might not want to do that...you might make Pika..." Sam said, the sentence unfinished as Cubone hit Pika on the head. "Oh god...now he's mad..." Sam said, warningly. Pika was awake now...and seriously PO'd. "PIIIIIIIIKAAAAAAAAAA!" Pika screeched, tackling Cubone. Then, slapping it, Pika kept hitting and hitting and punching Cubone like there was no tomorrow. "Okay then. Quick Attack!" Sam yelled, now trying to gain dominance. Pika charged, hitting Cubone squarely in the chest. Cubone flew backwards...into the water again...
"Return, Cubone!" Warren shouted as the Pokémon brushed the surface. Then, a second later, "Go, Cubone again!" Sneering, Warren threw his Pokeball into the air and Cubone was back from the water's edge, looking none the worse for wear for it.
"Alright, Headbutt!" Warren ordered and Cubone charged. Taken completely by surprise, Pika was struck hard and no it was his turn to be flying into the water.
"Let's do it! Pika, get back in it! Use Thundershock on yourself to start..." Sam said. Pika shocked itself, charging its energy. It was about to hit the water, when command two took place. "Charge! Quick Attack!" Sam said. Pika hit the water, but running. This was Sam's ultimate combo, his mix up of Volt Tackle. Pika charged. Sam was thinking how this was an electric type attack and Cubone was a ground type. Oh well. Let it do what it would. Water was being pulled in. Static electricity was a powerful thing...Cubone was doomed as Pika hit it at full speed. Or so Sam and Pika thought. As Pika hit Cubone, it stumbled from the wave, then steadied itself, ignoring the sparks playing over its fur. Warren burst out laughing.
"Do you even know basic type match-ups? The wave was a nice idea but no volt-tackle imitation is ever gonna hurt a ground type...whereas a ground type attack is gonna really hurt an electric type. A ground type attack like, say, Bone club. Go, Cubone!" Once more, Cubone leapt forwards, breathing heavily from the exertion. Spinning around, Pika barely dodged the attack, but it was just a bit too tired from its charge - the club came slamming down on its sensitive tail. That had got to hurt.
"Dude? Do you WANT your Cubone to die? It keeps hitting Pika like that...Pika has...many issues...for example, its temper. Observe. I suggest no moves. Here is just Pika taking your Pokémon down..." Sam said, explaining something. "Piiika!" Pika screeched, charging in for more punches. One right to the skull. Even with the helmet like guard, it looked like it hurt. Then, Pika went in with Quick Attack, spinning the skull around in circles. Nearly flipping it off, but that would just be another great Pokémon discovery. Instead, Pika had no mercy, slapping Cubone across its entire body with its tail. This caused it to flinch. Bad move. Pika pounded on its back. Hard. That's it. Cubone was in serious pain. Pika wanted to keep going. This was bad. "DANG IT! PIKA!" Sam yelled, grabbing Pika. Pika kept freaking out in Sam's arms. "I warned you, did I not?" Sam asked simply.
"Cu, bone, bone!" Warren chuckled.
"You 'warned' me? What did you warn me, exactly? That during a battle, your Pikachu might fight its opponent? Strange as it sound, I'm not actually all that surprised. Oh, and it's technically against Pokémon league rules to deliberately come into direct physical contact with either Pokémon while they are still battling. But I'll let it slide this once." Cubone stood, wincing in pain. It was clear that both of these Pokemon were near to defeat - one more move could spell the end for either of them.
"Use Headbutt!" Warren ordered, "But go for the speedy approach, not power!" Cubone nodded, darting from spot to spot faster tan the eye could see. Pika growled as it tried to follow it, then started as it appeared right in front of him.
"Cubone!" it cheered, then thrust forwards with its head.
"Crap. Pika's basically through. I need him for that Poliwag...return." Sam said, returning his Pokémon quickly. "Now! Umbre!" Sam said. His Umbreon was ready to finish this Pokémon. "Now! Hit it! Pursuit!" Sam yelled. Umbre surrounded itself in the darkness once more. This time with a touch more. It charged, hitting Cubone, thus making him fly into the water...again. "Wow...my Pokémon like knocking your Cubone into the water..." Sam said.
"That's normally called psychosis," Warren replied snarkily, "Cubone, return. You did good." Who to send out next, though?
"Let's go, Gastly!" he shouted, and the gas stream flowed out of the Pokeball, clearly weak.
"Sorry mate," Warren said in an almost apologetic voice, "But I need another Curse." The ghost looked at him with disdain for a second, then nodded. Once again, the spear of gas. Once again, the screech of pain as Gastly threw itself into unconsciousness. But it worked. The gas streamed into Umbre's mouth, choking it slowly. Gastly simply hung in mid-air, an un-moving cloud of gas.
"Return, Gastly. Now, let's go, Poliwag!" The tadpole emerged, weakened from its previous battles, but not ready to go down just yet.
"Alright, Poliwag! Water Gun!"
"Like hell! Umbre use your Shadow Ball!" Sam yelled. Umbre couldn't take too long. But it could take this. Umbre's powerful attack shot right through, hitting Poliwag straight on the head. "That's gotta hurt. Oh well. Hit it! Iron Tail, but use it on the top of his head. Straight to the ground!" Sam yelled. Umbreon jumped and slammed its head down on Poliwag, who looked severely injured. It didn't look like it was in any condition to battle. Pika had done a lot of damage to it. Then here Umbre had nearly destroyed it here. Sam wasn't sure it could keep going at all.
"Poliwag? Hey, runt, are you okay?" Warren shouted. The tadpole definitely did not look okay. The Shadow Ball had been enough to KO it, but that Iron Tail had been over the top. Gasping in fear, Warren ran over to Poliwag and bent down next to it.
"Hey, come on, speak to me." Poliwag shifted a little.
"Poliiiiii..." it whimpered faintly. Warren frowned. The skin around its head where it had been hit was broken and there was a faint trickle of watery blood staining Poliwag's coat.
"Okay, don't worry, dude. You did real good out there. You need a nice long rest for now, though. Return." Warren stood up, reaching for his last Pokeball.
"Rattata, I need your help." The purple rat emerged, pumped up and ready. At least she would have the advantage of being fresh to the battle, whereas Umbre was cursed and Pika was hurt. Warren looked at the boy, disgusted.
"You know, about a week ago, I lost one of my best friends to some idiotic Grimer, who thought it would be fun to blow him up. I do not plan on losing another to some smart-mouth kid with his head so far up his ass that he's getting hairs in his mouth. So, you'd better be damn careful, kid because that could have ended a hell of a lot worse and if it had..." Warren left the threat hanging, then glanced at Rattata.
"Time to get to work. Use Quick Attack to get behind it, then Hyper Fang on its tail!" Screeching in mirth, the rodent sped forwards, shooting through Umbre's legs. Before it had time to react, Rattata leapt up, her teeth gnashing furiously.
"You...you think you know pain. You don't know half of it. You don't know how it feels to be completely helpless as your friends get pounded. You don't know how it feels to have your dreams all crushed within a few seconds. You don't KNOW how it feels to have one of your best friends struggle when you can't do anything. I'm sure your friend is in a better place now. But you think I would go so far as to DESTROY a bond?! YOU'RE INSANE! YOU DAMN RETARD! YOU THINK I WANT TO KILL THESE BONDS?! That's it! Umbre! Iron Tail and toss it across the ground! Then Pursuit!" Sam yelled. Umbre's tail started glowing, then it tossed the Pokémon across the ground, only to rush using its darkness, thus knocking the small rat into some brushes.
"In a better place?" Warren was incredulous, "IN A BLOODY BETTER PLACE? You go on about how I don't know pain, how I don't understand your 'suffering', but you aren't even listening, you bastard! One of my best friends was KILLED because of some petty hatred that had nothing to do with him! I was turned into a prisoner of the screwed up trainer who sent the Grimer, TWICE! So don't go on about how I don't KNOW! You don't KNOW ME, so STOP WITH THE BLOODY JUDGEMENTS!" Warren clenched his fists, literally shaking with anger. Nearby, Rattata crawled out of the bush, a little bruised, but mostly unhurt thanks to the soft landing.
"Quick Attack!" Warren bellowed and Rattata sped forwards so fast that Umbre couldn't dodge, instead being struck in the face.
"You. You don't know me at all. You think I'm just judging you. You're wrong. You really don't know me. I'm the only one I can trust. Me and my Pokémon. But no. You're wrong if you think I'm just judging you. I see a lot of what I used to be...in you. A very long time ago...I used to be just like you. Untrusting of everyone. But then...I made...friends. Like Umbre. My first Pokémon. My strongest Pokémon. My best friend. You're never going to defeat me. Now! Pursuit! Hit it with the strength it used on you and more!" Sam yelled. Pursuit was all Umbre's energy. In one attack. As Umbre charged, darkness covering it. Rattata hit the ground, skidding a touch. "Now! Follow up with Iron Tail!" Sam yelled as Umbre charged, slapping its opponent with its tail. Rattata skid, hitting the rocks behind it. It didn't look too hurt, but still very injured. "Ugh...I hate doing all this damage, but you give me very little choice..." Sam said. Very quietly.
"So if you aren't judging me, then what are you doing?" Warren snapped, "You keep going on about how I don't know anything about how bad life can be, but here's a newsflash, you aren't the only person suffering in the entire world! So fine, be pissed off at whatever you want to be pissed off at, because I don't know what it is and that's your business. But don't bloody tell me how I should feel and how I should think. That is MY business, not yours!" Rattata growled her assent and Warren grinned.
"Time for the rat to beat the cat!" he quipped, "Rattata, Hyper Fang on the tail!" The rodent charged, chomping down hard on Umbre's tail and making it squeal in agony. As it flicked its tail in pain, Rattata released her grip, sailing up into the air.
"Now, use Quick Attack!" Rattata peaked and spun over, facing downwards. Grinning, she aimed for Umbre's head and shot off like a bullet from a gun.
"You're seriously getting on my nerves. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS TALKING ABOUT HOW BAD LIFE CAN BE! I really don't give a damn about how you see it or how I do. But seriously? You don't know my true pain. My whole life was lived in a family of people who hate me. Instead, I ran. Far...far away. You don't know why your pain is so bad. And quite frankly, I seriously don't give a damn care. You haven't got my sympathy. But I'll tell you this. My name is Sam. Now. To finish this. Umbre. Side step. Then smash it." Sam said emotionlessly. Umbre quickly side stepped, as Rattata flew past it. Then it charged, smashing Rattata into the ground. It looked much more injured than it was before...
"WHY DON'T YOU BLOODY LISTEN?" Warren bellowed angrily. This arrogant kid was really getting on his nerves, "I just said, I don't care who pissed you off or why! I just said, stop judging me when you don't know me! I JUST SAID, MY EMOTIONS ARE MY BUSINESS SO STOP WHINING ON ABOUT HOW BAD YOUR LIFE IS BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE A FLYING AIPOM'S BUTT! JESUS BLOODY CHRIST!" Warren spat on the ground in front of him, disgusted.
"If you remember, this stupid fight started because you set your Gyarados on me after I complained because you ran into me! All of your Pokémon are either defeated or near to it anyway. Look at your Umbreon, for Pete's sake! You've been too busy preaching to me that you aren't even paying attention to whether or not it's hurt. With the curse and the bites, I'm amazed it's still standing...Rattata, buddy, how are you doing?" The purple rat growled maliciously, but Warren could tell it was hurting.
"Okay, use Quick Attack to get on its back, then Hyper Fang!" The rodent zoomed forwards, skidding behind Umbre and leaping onto its back before sinking its sharp fangs into the cat's neck.
Warren nodded impassively as Umbre shrieked in pain.
"When you're Pokémon are really in pain and in need of a caring trainer, maybe then you'll answer the call. Maybe."
That was the last straw. Sam ran up and punched this guy right in the face. Looked like it hurt, too. "Look. You can insult me. You can not care. You can even beat me up until I can't feel my body. But when you insult my Pokémon...you DIE. Umbre. Return. Good work. You're not done yet, I can tell, but I'm gonna need you later...instead, let's do it! Pika!" Sam yelled. Pika was out and ready. Quite calm now, too. "Look. I can tell. You're Pokémon...they're either mistreated or I'm an idiot. You give them very little love and compassion. Yet you ridicule me about mine. Instead, eat this! Pika, use Thundershock on Rattata! Now!" Sam yelled. Pika could obviously feel what Sam was feeling right now. It was charging up to shock the Rattata when Sam suddenly yelled, "STOP!" "Pika?" Pika asked, wondering why his trainer was acting like this. Sam slowly got down on the beach, rolled up into a ball and started sobbing like no one's business. "Look...this fighting. It's not how I want to do things. I feel as though I've been shoved into a world where no one gives a damn about anyone else. But I can't help feeling like I do. I don't WANT to hurt your friends and it kills me inside to see mine hurt. I've already left enough behind. I don't want to leave Umbre and Pika too. Please. I just want to end this. Don't make me fight any more. I won't hurt your precious partners. I just can't. Umbre's hurt and with how things have been going, I wouldn't be surprised if you sent out your Cubone for another round against Pika. I don't want to see them hurt. Please. Don't make me do this anymore..." Sam said, sobbing crazily. Pika walked back and cuddled up to Sam. "Look. I'm sorry I hurt your Pokémon. I didn't mean to get into a fight. Now. Can I leave or are you going to make me finish this battle?" Sam asked, fighting back another round of sobbing. Warren clutched his aching jaw as he looked at Sam, disgusted.
"You think I was the one who wants this fight? You attacked me, you idiot! You're the one threatening death! I mean, for god's sake, why don't you actually take your time and listen to what I'm saying before you spout some more generic crap about how much you love your Pokémon and how I'm clearly some monster who'd like to see them in pain! Believe me, it hurts me, to see you kicking seven shades of crap out of Cubone. But I keep going, because I know that regardless of how we feel at our lowest, this dream is for all of us! Do you really think that Rattata would even still be standing if she didn't want this? You say that my Pokémon get no love and compassion, but then why the hell are they fighting for me? Why the hell are we still friends?" Warren stepped forwards, going toe to toe with Sam as he slowly stood up.
"If you want to leave then be my guest. You said you were in a hurry, after all." Sneakily, Warren slipped his leg around the back of Sam's.
"And wherever you're going...have a nice trip! " Warren reached up and pushed Sam in the chest, hooking his leg back at the same time to throw Sam to the ground. Bending down, he shoved his face so close to his opponent's that he could see the pathetic tears glistening in his eyes.
"I'm going to leave now. Don't follow me. And trust me...if I ever meet you again, and you're still deliberately ignorant of the fact that I care for my friends...its not going to end well." Scowling, Warren stood and turned to leave.