Today was the day of Tyson's next pokemon gym battle, and he had already had a pep talk with all of his pokemon before he even came outside, which was where he was right now, staring off against Jason. He had been told by the nurse what sort of pokemon Jason used, and it seemed he had no choice but to use his new pokemon, even though it had no training, but if his planned worked, everything would be alright.
"Ready?" Jason called over the roar of the wind.
"Ready!" Tyson yelled back.
"Arlight! Two on two, no time limit! Begin!"
"Go, Gligar!" Tyson yelled.
With a burst of white light, the scorpion pokemon appeared. "Glli!" it called happily, immediately flying high into the air, stinger poised, just like they had planned.
"Go, Machop!" Jason shouted, tossing his own pokeball.
With a burst of white light, a humonoid pokemon appeared with a small tail. "Moco!" it called, flexing a bit.
"Gligar, Poison Sting!"
"Glig!" Gligar called, though Tyson could barely hear over the wind. Pointing his stinger, he fired away.
"Machop, dodge!" Jason barked.
"Mop!" Machop called, running and swerving.
Tyson grinned. "Follow it!" he ordered.
The scorpion pokemon nodded and simply allowed its tail to follow Machop's movements. Being so high up in the air, it was easy to follow the fighting type's stance and eventually hit the poor pokemon.
"Machoop!" Machop cried out, cringing as he held his stomach and let out a hacking cough.
"Excellent plan!" Jason laughed. "Poisoning my pokemon right in the beginning! Machop, we'll show them! Seismic Toss!"
"Chop chop!" Machop cried, jumping into the air, arms open to snatch the flying scorpion.
"Dodge!" Tyson cried.
Laughing, Gligar used the fast moving wind to easily shoot out of the way, right before Machop closed its hands on open air where it had been just mere seconds before. "Gligar!"
"Ma," Machop winced, landing with a grunt on the ground. Its body shook as the poison took effect.
"Poison Sting!"
"Gli! Gli!" Tail poised, the thin needles shot out and struck the fighting type.
"Machop, Focus Energy!" Jason ordered.
"Poison Sting!"
Machop gave a grunt as he glowed a light yellow, looking prepared for anything, but then the poison took effect, sapping its health, followed by the sharp Poison Sting attack. "Maaaac!" Machop cried in pain.
"Karate Chop!" Jason ordered to his weak pokemon.
"Chop," Machop said, nodding before jumping into the air.
"Fly higher," Tyson ordered simply, though with enough force so his pokemon could hear him.
"Lger!" Gligar said happily, stretching his wings wider so that the wind caught him and immediately pushed him up, far away from Machop's grasp.
Jason gritted his teeth as he saw his pokemon fall to the ground, unable to stay on its feet as the poison took away more life and Gligar shot another Poison Sting. He sighed.
"An interesting battle plan; one that I should have been expecting." He watched Tyson order one last Poison Sting before his pokemon finally fainted. "Good job, Machop," he told his fallen pokemon. "Return."
"Maa," Machop said weakly before being recalled.
"And now for my strongest. Go, Hitmonchan!"
With a burst of white light, a humonoid pokemon with boxing gloves appeared. "Hitmo! it cried.
"Bullet Punch!" Jason barked quickly.
"Dodge!" Tyson cried.
"Hitmo!" Hitmochan cried out, fists becoming a steel color and shooting a steel colored ring out of its glove so quickly that Gligar didn't even see it coming.
"Gliiig!" Gligar cried out, falling to the ground in pain.
Blanching, Tyson quickly recalled his pokemon before it fell to the ground. "Return!" The beam of red light hit the pokemon, sucking it inside the pokeball where it was safe. "Good job," he told the pokeball. "And now for
my strongest," Tyson said with a grin that matched Jason's. "Go, Charmeleon!"
With a burst of white light, the gold colored pokemon appeared. "Char!" it cried, letting out a bit of flame out of its mouth.
"Hitmochan, Mach Punch!"
"Charmeleon, Ember!"
"Chan han!" Hitmochan cried, becoming a quick blur as it dodged the flying balls of fire. "Chan," it smirked, digging its gloved fist into Charmeleon.
"Cha!" Charmeleon gasped, the air getting knocking out of him. Thankfully, from the force against his stomach, the last of his Ember attack came spurting out of his mouth.
"Chhhaan!" Hitmochan cried, jumping back and beating his little skirt, where he had been lit on fire. "Can," the fighting type grimaced, shifting carefully.
Jason watched his pokemon, making sure it was ok before barking out his next order. "Pursuit!"
"Chan," Hitmochan nodded.
"Ember!" Jason barked.
"Charmeoo!" Charmeleon roared, opening his mouth and attacking before the fighting type even move. "Meee!" the fire lizard continued to scream as the last of the fire balls was released from his muzzle.
"Chan," Hitmochan grimaced, taking the attack before disappearing from view when it had finally stopped.
"Char?" Charmeleon looked around suspiciously before letting out a pain cry as the fighting type appeared from behind and punched it in the back.
"Charmeleon, are you ok?" Tyson yelled over the wind.
"Caa," Charmeleon said, nodding heatedly as he glared at the fighting type.
"Good. Now Ember!"
"Char!" Charmeleon cried out, muzzle wide and the fire attack spewing towards Hitmochan.
"Dodge and use Mach Punch," Jason ordered.
"Cho!" Hitmochan called, leaping to the side with a mocking smirk at the angry fire lizard before becoming a fast moving blur.
"Quick, Dragon Rage!" Tyson screamed at his pokemon.
"Chan!" Hitmochan snarled, pouding heavily into Charmeleon's back with its gloved fists.
"Cha ch ah!" Charmeleon cried out in pain as he keeled over, the Dragon Rage just barely managing to escape his muzzle.
"Chan!" Hitmochan cried as the draconic beam struck true in its chest, blasting it backwards and enveloping it in the dark fire.
"Alright!" Tyson cried, thinking he had won.
Jason smirked at him. "Really think its over, do you? Hitmochan, Revenge!"
The fighting type, which had been lying on the ground looking horribly burned and exhausted, suddenly jumped up, eyes burning angrily and its gloves colored in a purple fire. "Hitmmooo!" it cried, startling Charmeleon backwards.
"Dodge! Ember! Anything!" Tyson roared so quickly that he was sure he jumbled up his words.
"Chaaar!" Charmeleon cried out, the purple flaming fists sending it reeling backwards. "Me me me," the fire lizard coughed with each bounce on the ground. When Charmeleon had finally stopped slidinng across the ground, it opened one enraged eye so that it could stare at the panting Hitmochan. "Me," Charmeleon breathed out, firing one last Ember attack before closing his eyes in defeat.
"Charmeleon!" Tyson cried out, running over to his pokemon and ignoring the way Hitmochan was on his knees, thanls to that last attack. "Charmeleon!" he cried again, placing his hand softly on the fire lizard in worry.
Charmeleon had always been so strong, had always done his best and always done his best. In fact, the fire lizard had never lost before. It was a huge blow to Tyson, and he realized it would be an even bigger blow to the fire lizard once he woke up an realized.
"I think it would be best if you recalled your pokemon and continued our battle," Jason said suddenly, startling Tyson.
"Continue?"
Jason allowed a thin smile to appear on his face. "Your first pokemon, Gligar, can still battle."
Tyson swalled thickly. With a heavy heart, he recalled Charmeleon and released Gligar. "Go!" he called.
With a burst of white light, the flying scorpion appeared with a happy laugh. "Gligar!" it cried, looking down at an exhausted Hitmochan. It was standing on shaking feet and was holding its side.
"Bullet Punch!" Jason cried quickly, not giving Tyson time to gain his groundings.
"Po... Poison Sting!" he cried out falteringly.
"Gliga!" Gligar yelled, launching the sharp needles at Hitmochan right before it was hit with the hard force. "Glig!" it cried out, falling quite a few feet from the sky. "Gli gli," it panted, flapping his arms to gain his balance.
Hitmochan, on the other hand, cried out as loudly as he could when the Poison Sting bashed against his chest. From all the other attacks, as well as that monstrous Dragon Rage, it was done for. "Chaan..." it said softly, falling to the ground in defeat.
"Gli! Gligar gil!" Gligar cried happily, amazed that it had won against such tough opponents. With glee, it landed next to Tyson.
Tyson was staring at the pokemon in shock. One attack. One more attack was all that was needed, and Charmeleon would have won...
Jason walked over to Tyson with a rowdy laugh after he recalled his pokemon. Banging Tyson on the back, the large gym leader gave another loud laugh. "Don't look so down! You just won!" Tyson said nothing, feeling some type of heaviness settle around him. Jason leaned down. "Listen, kid," he said seriously. "Everyone has a pokemon who's a favorite, and they're all bound to lose sometime. It helps, you know, losing every once in a while. It helps you grow stronger, and right now you do have a pokemon that won, and its feeling horribly left out and unloved.
With a start, Tyson turned to Gligar that was looking horribly depressed. "Gli," it said softly, not knowing what was wrong. It had won, right.
"Oh!" Tyson cried with a grimace. "I'm so sorry, Gligar," he told his pokemon, giving him a congragulatory hug. "You were absolutely amazing out there," he told the beaming pokemon. "I guess I was just a little worried about Charmeleon..."
"Gligar! Gli lig arr garli gligar!" Gligar said quickly, snapping his pincers in understanding and happiness.
"Good," Jason said nodding as he and Tyson stood up straight once more. "In commemeration of your win, I give to you this badge."
With wide eyes, Tyson took his third gym badge. "Thank you," he said quietly, unable to believe how far he had gotten.
"Now let's go get us some grubb! Nurse Joy always makes a huge meal after a trainer challenges me! And after, we can give you directions to your next destination. I'm sure you're eager to move on for the next badge."
"Yes, sir," Tyson said energetically as Gligar settled onto his shoulder happily.
Together, they walked back to the pokemon center, Tyson still worrying about how Charmeleon will react over a loss...