Poke'mon: The Challenge

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Mute stood up, exiting his boat. "...Cold...", he said, making his way to the Pokemon Center. He cuddled into his jacket, the only thing giving him even a shred of warmth, and walked inside. Making his way to the counter, he held up the letter, the attendent motioning him back. He followed her instructions, entering the room, and upon seeing everyone, sighed. "I guess I'm late...huh?", he said, taking a seat somewhat far away from the rest of the group, taking a glance at Steven. 'He's the one who called me here...', he thought. 'I wonder just what's to happen...'
 
As Steven announced the imminent start of the meeting, Fyora observed a change in behavior of many of the trainers. Some released more Pokemon, while others left the room entirely. The wait was something she could handle easily most of the time, for she was not impatient, but she wished the others would hurry up.

As if on cue another young trainer entered the room. Her immediate thought was that he seemed shy. True, most of the trainers hadn't even acknowledged each other yet, but they seemed to do so simply because they did not know anyone. This young man, on the other hand, didn't act as though he would willingly converse with any of them at any time, not for arrogance, but for shyness. Fyora knew how people like that could be; her younger brother was exactly that shy growing up. So, whether she was right or not, she stood up with Rayna in her arms and Razor on her shoulders and moved to a chair one over from him, leaving an empty spot between them for both of their comfort. Asterisk wandered over at his own pace behind her, aware there was no mischief he could conceivably get into but not willing to obey orders all the same.

"What region do you come from?" she asked cautiously. His reaction would determine whether she ought to continue trying to converse with him or not. If he seemed to prefer to be left alone she'd let him have it, but she certainly wouldn't mind having someone to talk to. She was social by nature, and the sooner she found someone she was happy to socialize with the better spirits she would be in.
 
Blue stood and exited the room, following Kenneth. When he finds Kenneth in the outermost portion of the Pokemon Center, sleeping. He taps the boy on the shoulder twice. "Hey! Are you coming? We're starting now." With that, he returns to the back room and sits back down like nothing happened.

Lance started to stand, but was pulled back by Blue. "Alright. We'll give him five minutes." he said, impatient himself.

Mariah watched the Champions almost resentfully. One of them left the room, no doubt to retrieve the trainer who had left. This is when she noticed something talking near her foot. She looked down, utterly confused, to see a Pokemon by her foot. Well, she was pretty sure it was a Pokemon, but she'd never seen it before. It was calling something... "Wooper?" That must be its name. Mariah, you're with a bunch of people from different regions...this is your one chance to learn about new Pokemon...hmm...I'll try to learn about at least 50 new Pokemon. After all, there's 400 in Sinnoh alone... She smiled, as did Oddish, which surprised her. Her Oddish then jumped down from her lap. Oddish and the ...Wooper?... seemed to be having a conversation. She grinned. If other trainers thought it was alright, it must be...she released Magnemite from its Pokeball. The Pokemon immediately settled just behind the Wooper...? Mariah had a feeling she knew where this was going. Her Magnemite slowly reached forward to shock the Wooper. Mariah you idiot...
 
Being woken up from his nap, Kenneth wipe his eyes of some crust and groggily walked to the door and entered the room. A lot of pokemon were walking around, people were conversing it finally started to become busy. Ken stood against the wall and gestured at the champions to begin. Luxray sits beside her trainer and licks her front right paw.

Ken looks around and sees each trainer with two to three pokemon each outside their pokeball. He thought it was pointless and just began petting Luxray firmly on her head.
 
Lance stood, and banged his hands on the table. "If I could have everyone's attention, please - including Pokemon!!" He waited a minute before continuing, until the room was nearly silent. Only then did he notice that the other three Champions, Blue, Steven, and Cynthia, had all risen. "It's finally time for all of you to find out why you were called here to meet with us." he said, much quieter than before. He paused for more than a short moment. "You're here for a contest."
 
Hearing Lance's announcement, Kirkiri turned her head towards the champions. Once she heard why they were there, even Gala got a confused look on his face. A contest? What the heck is going on here? Kir thought. Gala and her looked at eachother, both of the obviously having no clue what was happening. She turned back towards the champions. Im not going to say a word, but... I dont understand a thing at the moment... she thought, waiting for more to be said. What did Lance mean by a contest? Gala continued to have the puzzled look, but watched the Champions as well. Petra listened as well, but seemed a bit more concentrated on trying to sleep. Kir had a feeling that she wasnt the only one there with no clue about what Lance meant. Quietly, but eager to know what it meant, Kir waited.​
 
Fyora snapped out of her attempt at friendship when Lance stood. She hushed immediately, as did all of her Pokemon. They knew from the aura the professional trainer gave off that he was the real thing. Fyora had always admired him, his battling style, and his perfect Pokemon, and always yearned for a dragon of her own. So to hear him speak, and to know he was at least in part addressing her, was a great honor.

Her excitement was overshadowed by confusion, however. A contest? How could that be? She could tell from a quick glance around the room that they were all trainers of different levels, as well as the Pokemon. How were they to be expected to battle fairly?

Or perhaps he didn't mean a battle. The thought occurred to her that it might have to do with observing their battling etiquette, the way the Pokemon attacked, the way the trainer moved with them, and the way they cooperated. If that was the case she was still confused. Why would Lance, dragon master, call trainers from all corners of the globe for a mere contest of form?

She supposed she would just have to wait it out to hear what his intentions were. The suspense gnawed at the pit of her stomach and she wished he would get to the point, but you did not rush Lance. You simply did not. She would never be caught disrespecting a man of such prestige, and neither would any of her Pokemon, she would make sure of it. So despite her impatience she held her silence, eyes trained on him.
 
Mariah was almost completely shocked by Lance's announcement. A contest? But most of the other trainer's Pokemon...were full evolved. She did know one thing - Magnemite needed to return to its Pokeball immediately. She recalled him. She was tempted to pick up Oddish, just to have something familiar to hold on to...but she didn't want to interrupt the Pokemon. She continued thinking this until Oddish nudged her leg. She nodded and lifted the little Pokemon into her lap. She couldn't just battle all of these other trainers... Maybe it's just a joke? Well, either way, I can't just ask him, that would make me lose my challenge. She nodded solemnly and her Oddish sat down and leaned against her. Maybe he'll explain soon...

 
Shadow did'nt pay much attention to steven's comment, mainly because he had already healed his pokemon before he had come in. He relaxed, and actually fell asleep later on. Waking up to Blooney's cold hug and Dimond's taps on his face, Shadow noticed that Lance was talking. Shadow gulped, he really hoped he hadn't missed anything. Hearing the end, Shadow heard there was going to be a contest, and he freaked out. He really hoped that they wouldn't place him with an uneven battle or...whatever this "contest" was going to be. Shadow really hated unfair fights.
 
Both shocked by Lance's announcement and Sticky's actions, Molly hastily moved closer to the other trainer with her Oddish and where Sticky still stood on the floor. She tried to move to collect Sticky without being rude but some how that didn't go as planned.

"Great first impression on this group Molly," she thought to herself, placing Sticky in her lap.

Seeing all the other trainers and their Pokemon come to attention as Lance spoke, Molly gave a stern look to Sticky before giving her full attention to the champion.
 
A small grin appeared on Ken's face, he was hoping that's why he was here. Now the thought of redeeming himself entered his mind. Luxray looked up at her trainer. "Hmm a contest...heh can't wait." He looked around and noticed how quiet everyone got, and anxiety caught him. Petting Luxray, Ken who's eager to find out more raised his hand and asked a question regardless of his anxiety.

"What would we have to do?" Said Kenneth breaking the silence. After saying that he sunk back to the wall he was leaning on and waited for an answer.
 
Lance, still standing, smiled as someone finally asked what the contest was. "First," he said, "you're not competing against each other. Your first challenge is simple. In about five minutes, we're leaving the Pokemon Center, and going somewhere else. Your challenge is to get there." Lance then sat down, smiling.

Mariah stared at Lance. To get there? You're not going to tell us where it is? Or maybe why? She sighed, and Oddish seemed just as confused as she. It doesn't make sense...Lance is usually so cool...I think. Well...five minutes. I'll talk to that girl with the...wooper? Mariah stood up and approached Molly slowly. They had ended up sitting pretty close to each other, for which she was glad. Five minutes...maybe with help I can get to the mystery place. I wish I could ask Lance about it. She shook her head. Oh well, it's no big deal...I guess. She didn't greet the other girl, but Oddish called out to the...Wooper?, and a conversation, Mariah knew, would most likely follow.
 
Shadow smiled. that was the challenge? to go somewhere? This was easy. first he would have blooney trail them, then he would follow them and destroy any obstacle in his path with Luke.
It was no problem. Unless...they established more rules. then this could be a problem. a big problem.Shadow shook his head and then turned to his pokemon. "Okay guys we need to come up with a plan! Luke nodded, Dimond tilted his eye up and down, And blooney embraced him in a cold hug.
 
Kirkiri looked at Gala again once Lance said what the 'contest' was. Deciding that it must be ok to ask questions, she turned back towards the champions. "Where are we going and what do we do when we get there though?" she asked. Gala had his eyes fixed on the champions, but Petra was sleeping. Eager to find out where they were going, Kir's eyes were fixed on Lance, awaiting an answer, almost impatiently. If it was a contest, then she wanted to win, and to win, they had to try and hurry so they could leave before everybody else. ​
 
Molly grinned at the girl who had approached her, happy that someone had come to talk to her. She watched as Sticky started conversing with the girl's Oddish.

"Didn't expect this to happen," Molly whispered to the other girl.

Molly then turned to Lance, raising her hand in question.

"Where exactly are we meant to be going?"

Doubtful as she was, the idea of this contest started to sound somewhat exciting.
 
"It's not a battle like I hoped, but it'll do." As people began to question Lance's announcement about the contest, he eagerly waited a proper response. Just then Weavile popped out of her pokeball startling everyone even the champions. The very jolly Weavile appeared to have heard about the contest and became excited. Jumping up and down in her place she couldn't be more louder. It was times like this Kenneth regretted catching her. Luxray use her thunderbolt and fainted Weavile, being careful not to her everyone in the room. Ken returned his happy pokemon and apologized.

"Sorry everyone, she tends to do that from time to time." Embarrassed by what just happened, he sunk in a seat and crossed his arms.

"Weavile why'd you have to do that?"
 
Takumi looked up from his drawing. So the challenge was a contest? To get somewhere? Lance was being very vague and that was not cool at all. He decided that he would wait a while and maybe more details would come up. Maybe. He pretended not to be concerned and continued to draw in his sketch book.
 
Lance shook his head slowly as he was barraged with questions. "That's the challenge. You have two clues: it's in Snowpoint City and you have to get there." Cynthia tapped his hand, and they talked for a moment. He wondered, should they tell everyone about the precautions they had taken? No, they had to finish the contest first. It seemed the other Champions agreed. "Now, you have your challenge and it's time to leave. Go!" he finished, and sat down.

Mariah blinked a few dozen times at Lance's second announcement. Their only hint was that it was in Snowpoint City? Well, it was better than just being in the region, but they could at least be told where they were going... You shouldn't've sat so far away, you might have heard them talking about it if you sat closer. Either way...I'd better. Mariah smiled at Molly. She said., "So...D'you want to go together? I guess two heads are better than one and I think Oddish would be quite upset if she had to leave...ah...what is that Pokemon anyway?" she asked, pointing to Sticky.
 
Kenneth was intrigued by the challenge. With little details to start with he just left the room. He thought about where to go. After a few seconds debating in his mind Ken decided to go to the Snowpoint city gym area. Maybe there would be clues there if not he had several other ideas.

With the pokemon center behind him, he picked up the pace and began running with Luxray. Their speed was unimaginable together. Having practiced days and days together, their matched in speed.
 
Fyora was slightly startled. They just had to go somewhere? Surely Lance would set a much more trying challenge than just getting somewhere. As that thought entered her head she grew suspicious. Indeed, he wouldn't just have them go from one location to the next. There must be a catch.

Razor grumbled from her shoulders, intent that it was time to go. She recalled Rayna and Asterisk into their balls and glanced at the kid she'd sat next to, even though he hadn't yet said a single word to her.

"Would you maybe like to look together?" she asked. "That way we'll both be able to think about it, and if it's a test to see who gets there first if we both do we both win."
 
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