A few hardly successful battles later, Azure's face was a little sore from the amount of facepalms. Honestly, her Pokémon were useless at battling. When working together, it was easier to knock out the wild Pokémon without getting hurt too badly but they didn't seem to understand the concept of 'working together'. Neither did Azure, but she wasn't the one who was waving her arms about with her eyes closed or wagging her tongue around. After the fourth Spearow (as well as two Nidorans and a Mankey) went down, the hobbits managed to win a battle without knocking heads or accidently hitting eachother. It was at this time Azure was really wishing for a Game Boy. That would have been easier.
"Listen, guys," she rubbed her face tiredly, "you're team work is phenomenal. Actually, that's sarcasm. It sucks. It's worse than bad. If battling was a professional sport, you would fail at the preliminaries. And it is a sport here. So you guys really suck. Get. Better." Pippin looked up at her with a soft frown, either not really understanding or not really agreeing. It didn't matter. Merry on the other hand, was rolling his eyes. He didn't seem to care if he pleased his trainer or not. "Okay, fine, maybe we should head back and... take five or whatever. Maybe Route One is a better idea."
"Helloooo! Fellow trainer!!" Azure turned around a person in the distance waving at her from the path that she had pointed out to her Pokémon before. Fellow trainer? Oh... oh god. Not now. He jogged over, his face beaming the now evening light. Though it was hard to see his face, his white teeth shone brightly. It was now Azure was fearing for her sanity.
Wait, fellow trainer? Aw crap.
He had caught distance on them now and Azure could see his face a little more clearly. He was a little taller and a little older than Azure (a little older? Well, she was 13 now, right?) with stylish brown hair and some pretty boring clothes; cargo pants, hooded jacket, backpack, sneakers. Viking seemed liked a crazy cosplayer compared to this guy. Azure was going to run but it was too late now. His eyes had seen her and now they probably had to battle.
"Hey!" he grinned at her again. Azure felt her stomach groan. "Hey, you're a trainer right?"
Azure was very much afraid to answer this truthfully. She didn't get time to though.
"Oh, you are! A Charmander! Cool! Oh wait, what is that?! Is that... a Gastly? A ghost type! You are a trainer! This is AWESOME," he seemed a little too happy about this. What was he, a mass murderer who only murdered trainers? "I challenge you... to a Pokémon battle!"
"I... decline?"
"Awesome!" he said, ignoring her, pulling a PokéBall off the belt on his cargo pants and threw it, releasing a, who would've guessed it, a Spearow. "I just trained this bad boy up, let's see how he goes!"
Azure rubbed her face again. Obviously, she wouldn't be able to get out of this one, whether she was physically faster at running than this guy or not.
"Well, I guess you guys are up. You both are experts at fighting Spearows anyways."
"Wait, time out," the boy put his hand out, stopping a battle that hadn't even started yet, "two Pokémon? At once? A double battle? Right on!" He pulled a second ball of his belt, releasing another ghost Pokémon. This one, however, was not Kanto based. A Shuppet? How the hell did he get one of those? "Yeah man, this is gonna be cake."
"I'm gonna barf," Azure moaned. She was going to lose and she knew it. Escape Rope, Escape Rope, Escape Rope. Why didn't she have one? Ugh, she might as well go along with this. "Okay guys, don't screw this up." Merry narrowed his eyes and drifted slowly into battle, a nervous Pippin following behind him.
Azure flipped out her PokéDex, assessing the battle. No, she didn't want to lose. They needed to do this smartly and not just running into battle, arms flailing like Pippin did. Because that was dumb. She took a little long though, the kid making the first move.
"Shuppet! Use Screech!!" the noise that came out of that ghost was enough to make anyone under the age of 12 pee themselves instantly. Lucky for Azure, she was 13. Pip and Merry looked dazed, but not hurt. "Spearow! Use Peck!" The Spearow went flying at Merry but at least he had learned a little from his training; he floated upwards, the Spearow skimming the bottom of his ghostly body. Crap, she needed to counter this!
"Pip, use Growl, dude. Counter that Screech. Merry, Hypnosis on the bird. No, wait, the ghost," with more confident words from his trainer, Pippin was able to make a harsh growl without his voice cutting off or going squeaky in the middle. Merry acted immediately as well, sending a sequence of beams at the Shuppet. The Shuppet, thanks to Azure's stumble in words, dodged the beams.
"Hahaha! I'm gonna win this! Night Shade, Shuppet!" The shuppet sent its own beam, this one darker and more ominous than Merry's, stretching to both of Azure's Pokémon, knocking them back. They didn't faint but Azure knew this wasn't going to be a long battle if it kept sending out that move. She had to think this through.
Now, if she got rid of one at a time, she had a better chance at winning. And say if Merry was taken out, Pip had no chance to knock out Shuppet since normal moves didn't work on ghosts. Now, if only her dumb Pokémon could apply this properly.
"Merry, spite on the Shuppet," she needed to get rid of Night Shade. "Pip, use growl again."
"Use Night Shade again, Shuppet!!"
Azure's lack of slang kind of kicked Merry into gear, hitting the Shuppet dead on this time. And as he tried to use Night Shade back, nothing happened. Pip, pleased he wasn't getting hurt again, growled back a little more strongly at the ghost and the bird.
"Aah! Spearow!! Fury Attack!" The Spearow darted forward hitting Pip once, twice, three times, four times, five times on the stomach. Pip was knocked down and didn't even try getting up, eyes hazy. Obviously, this lizard was down.
"Hang on, time," Azure made a T with her hands and quickly dashed in, scooping up Pip and running back to a safe spot.
"Chaaaar," he said, head lolling back. What a goose. Okay, time to win this thing.
"Merry, Hypnosis," Azure said, cradling Pippin in her arms. The beams hit this time, the Spearow falling to the ground, asleep. The Shuppet tried to counter, but again, its Night Shade didn't work.
"What? C'mon, we must have trained too much! C'mon, wake up, Spearow!" But no, the Spearow stayed down and asleep. It looked like it was probably enjoying a nice dream. Dumb bird.
Azure didn't even have to call out the next moves, Merry acting on his own. He floated in, avoiding another Screech by the Shuppet (but Azure couldn't. God, that was loud and annoying) and planted its tongue on Spearow, flicking it backwards to its trainer. The Spearow fell into the boy, eyes dazed much like Pip's. Must be down. Excellent. Merry buzzed back to the Shuppet, annoyed by the Screeches and planted another tongue on the Shuppet. It took maybe three quick licks before the Shuppet went down.
Whoa well... okay. That was cool.
"Whoa! Shuppet! Spearow! Dudes!!" the boy ran in, tending to his Pokémon. "You guys did great, you deserve a rest." He returned his Pokémon to their balls, staying silent for just a moment before thrusting a finger at Azure.
"What's your name?!"
"A-azure," she said, a little taken aback.
"Azure!" he said, his grin returning. "You are now the official rival of Cliff, the next Pokémon Master!"
"Oh god no."
"I'll be seeing you around," he winked at her and ran past her, heading back to Viridian City. Azure and Merry exchanged looks, both with raised eyebrows. She was what now?
"No. No, that's not happening."