Isaac Gravity
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(Verdanturf Town)
"Wally, read it and weep!" Daisuke grins smugly as he flashes a Contest Pass. Since Wally has never seen such an item before he's not impressed. "A card with a ribbon? You graduate your Troop or something?"
"You sayin' I can't?" Daisuke counters a bit insulted. "Anyway, this is a Contest Pass. I can now enter Pokemon contests with it!" Daisuke gives his friend a ****y grin in an attempt to look big. "Lemme guess? You want me to fill you in on what that big building north of your house is right?"
"Not really." Wally replies flatly.
"Great, 'cuz I'll tell you!" Daisuke answers. "That my friend, is a Pokemon Contest house!"
"You're just bursting full of information today Dai." The sickly boy dryly comments to the Scout.
"Wally..." Mia intervenes. "A Pokemon Contest is sort of like a beauty contest. And in it Pokemon trainers and their groomed Pokemon can compete in the following competitions: Beauty, Coolness, Intelligence, Toughness and Cuteness."
Wally looks at Mia and considers what she said for a moment. "Hmm… That doesn't sound as cool as a Pokemon battle." he confirms.
"Then you never witnessed a Contest." Mia replies in quick tone that made it sound as though she was snapping at him. "Even though Pokemon can't battle like a regular battle, they're fighting for the most appeal points using corresponding moves that will boost their appeal rating. For example, your Ralts' Psychic attack is considered an Intelligence category move. While Sharky's Bite is considered a category of Toughness."
Daisuke quietly takes notes as the indigo-eyed 10-year-old spoke. "You don't say…"
Wally gives a face fault in Daisuke's direction. "Just a second ago you acted as though you knew everything…"
"Ra…" Ralts agrees.
Mia ignores Wally's rude heckling and continues to speak. "Worst of all, you can loose appeal points if a rival Pokemon trips yours up with one of their appeal moves."
"That's despicable!" Daisuke clenched his fist in anger. "Isn't that against the rules or something?"
"That's where strategy and proper use of moves come in." Mia answers while lifting her finger in a teacher-like fashion. "Using a move like Defense Curl will defend your Pokemon from a trip up at most once. You may not gain any extra appeal points for performing such a move in a contest where that's not the proper move type. You may actually lose points, but it's better than losing the bulk of it."
"You don't say…" Wally mused. "I think I'll stick to regular battling."
"Well, of course you would!" Daisuke snorts proudly. "Contests are something only the skilled can do…"
"You didn't…" Wally mutters. This forces a huge toothed grin to fall Daisuke's face. "Hell yeah! Me and my Seedot are gonna rock the Coolness Contests!"
"You haven't a clue what you're doing do you?" Wally continues to question his friend who still holds a confident ground.
"Well, the only way to learn is to actually witness one! Kids do get in for free on Wednesdays."
Wally grins. "Yeah, and maybe Mia could tell you more info along the way."
Mia shakes her head at the offer. "I have to work on Alia's repair…" she begins before addressing Wally. "Also, you have a lot of homework to do…"
"I could've really kept an eye on you if went..." Wally sighs. "Besides, I could do something like homework in my spare time."
Mia puffs her cheeks slightly from those comments. "You might be older than me but I don't really see a real significance when you act like you're the younger one!"
"There you go with that attitude of yours again!" Wally snaps at the girl. "All you ever do is sit down and criticize me! I never once seen you do anything for yourself!"
"That's because you never really watch me." Mia counters before walking away from the boys, never looking back.
Daisuke puts a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Let it go man," The scout began. "Girl's are just weird anyway."
Giving a sour "Yeah" Wally, along with Ralts follow Daisuke to the Contest House.
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(Route 105)
Within the woods of the swamp-like terrain of the many Isles of Route 105 13-year-old Brendan Birch, through all of his toils, labor and close-knit team work with his five Pokemon were able to finally track down some Herbs that could be grounded for medicine he needs.
But like any item of rarity, fierce competition is to always be expected…
"Roxx!" Brendan yells as he and the rest of his Pokemon allies run up to the injured Swinub after he was knocked backwards by a strong surprise attack made by a Poliwrath.
Just by looking at the fighting frog's bulkier than usual muscles and the veins that bulged from practically every aspect of its body it must be a regular user of the discontinued Berserk Gene item.
"That was for my teammates." The owner of Poliwrath replied.
The ebony-haired female's teammates were obviously those two Team Aqua Grunt that ambushed Brendan earlier in the day but were swept off by Angelique.
MacSlasher the Zangoose and Ragnarok the Marshtomp moved defensively in front of their trainer while Ringo the Numel and Aero Adler the Taillow finished the box formation by keeping from the rear.
The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt extends her left arm in a gimme fashion.
"What?" Brendan growls.
"You and that Magma girl really injured my friends." The Grunt explained. "Those herbs are hard to find but do the trick. I'll take them from you as a way of you saying sorry for butting in."
"I have a better proposition for ya? How about you drop dead?" Brendan snaps.
"Listen, I took care of that Magma brat don't think I won't hesitate to take what I want from you by force."
Brendan froze in his place after hearing those words. He wondered what those seeming sounds of a scuffle were far off the distance a while back…
And he also remembered who was currently resting there…
"Yeah real easy to kick someone when they're already down for the count!"
"There's no such thing as honor in the fights between Aqua and Magma!" The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt snaps at the 13-year-old. "Honor is only a five-letter word the moment the two rivals clash. All moral codes, status and humanity are replaced by mounting dreams and aspirations!"
The Aqua Grunt gives snow colored hair boy an enlightened face. "Everyone, Aqua or Magma, Young or old all have their own silly little dreams… My friends and I joined Aqua because of the prospects of a living in one big ocean… Nothing but buried treasure and constant adventure would await us… That girl… she might be young but she is a Magma; my organization's sworn enemy… And I must dispose of her at any degree possible just to obtain the long-run goal. She's knows this too and would easily kill me and you in a heartbeat if she must…Especially considering her reputation…"
"b-But it all seems so pointless…" Brendan mummers despondently. "The planet is fine the way it is! You're just destroying each other and risking the lives of millions over a meaningless cause!"
"Your meaningless cause is my dream worth fighting for…" The Aqua Grunt mutters softly. "Dry your eyes and face me. We'll fight for that item like noble rare hunters holding nothing back."
"After hearing all this I don't even want to fight period…"
"It's something that we all must do in some shape or form for something we cherish." The ebony-haired Grunt replied. "I cherish my friends who I've been through thick and thin with since we were all little girls. Don't disgrace your Pokemon, they cherish you and will throw their lives away right now to prove that."
Brendan looked at all four of his Pokemon who had their eyes tacked on him.
The snow colored hair adolescent then looks at Roxx the Swinub who was cradled in his arms. The ice pig sniffed at his trainer in a sympathetic fashion.
This was what he wanted right? He even left a prestigious Pokemon school that many would kill to enter just to go out into the world and challenge himself.
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(Flashback to Brendan's chat with Mrs. Birch in Chapter 1)
"They kept saying I was from the boonies and that I got such good marks 'cuz my Dad is who he is…"
(Flashback to Chapter 6)
"That's right!" One of Karen's friends agreed. "Just listen to Roxanne and come back to the trainers school with us. WHY DO YOU WANT TO GIVE UP SUCH A HIGH RANK?"
"There's a reason I decided to leave this data run school to travel around…" Brendan growls, sick of his peers labeling of him. "There's only so much data can teach you…I've learned that…And I'm not the same guy you once knew me as because of it!"
"I am ultimately a better student than you are so why fight a useless battle?" Karen chides her former schoolmate.
(Flashback to Chapter 14)
"Hey yeah!" Sarah interjects. "You must be a pretty loaded kid to have such stuff anyway!"
(Flashback to Brendan's chat with May in Chapter 3)
"Sure we may learn the stats and strengths of Pokemon. But a real trainer sees the true pain and grow much stronger. I wanna bear that burden too…I wanna see how it's like…Data isn't everything! Ciel taught me that."
(End Flashbacks)
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'I'm sick of that life…' Brendan mentally confirmed. 'I knew the roads ahead of me and I didn't care… If I run now I might as well continue my old way of living.'
Rising to his feet as if defying all that doubted him, Brendan Birch stared down his opponent and pulls off his headband in a fashion of showing he accepts any all odds now set against him. Only bringing a look of respect from his Pokemon allies' faces.
"Good, you weren't blacklisted by my people for nothing I see." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt smiles for the boy's raised fighting spirit. "Use as much Pokemon as you please, I'll hold nothing back for this."
The Aqua Grunt's Poliwrath also celebrated this by beating at its swirled belly in a rhythmic-like fashion. The heavy beats the fighting frog made on itself actually looked as though it was paining it.
The young woman then shuffles into her Pockets until she pulls out an X-Attack and X-Accuracy.
"I'll show you the exact same combo I used to beat that girl's group of Pokemon." The ebony-haired young woman announced proudly. She then doused her Poliwrath, who was already equipped with the Berserk Gene with the two items.
At first it looked like nothing of any significance had occurred if you rule out the minor twitch Poliwrath gave from time to time…
It took sometime but the fighting frog Pokemon's fist tightened as its muscles bulged and tightened even further while the visible veins on its body began to swell up and pulsate in another sickening manner.
The pumped Water/Fighting hybrid then launches Blizzard at his foes without any sign of warning.
Had it not been for Ringo's natural seething cauldron of boiling magma for a body, Brendan and the others would've become instant living ice sculptures.
As soon as the ice melted MacSlasher lunged at his foe; using his speed and the trees surrounding the area as an ace up his sleeve to confound his mightier foe.
"Good job MacSlasher, now Fury Cutter!" Brendan commands his Pokemon.
MacSlasher narrowly evades Poliwrath's tree piercing Ice Beams and uses his gained momentum to attack the fighting frog from overhead with a barrage of slashes with his claws that gained more power with each swipe made.
Because of the way the attack was made all Poliwrath could do was shield itself using both it's bulky arms as a shield.
When MacSlasher was about to throw down one more attack with all the strength within him, Poliwrath slaps his paws away and quickly nails the Zangoose in its stomach.
The impact of the blow made everything within the Cat Ferret Pokemon feel like it just rattled. The strength of the attack alone caused MacSlasher to fall back a few feet from his foe where he landed on Ragnarok, who attempted to catch him.
"Two down." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt mutters
"Nothing is down until we say it is!" Brendan shouts ruefully.
Ringo agrees with his trainer's words by standing on its hind legs just to fall back on all fours creating Magnitude at the power of 5.
Poliwrath, with all his advantages easily leap away from the attack leaving itself open to a small fireball created from Ringo's Ember attack.
The fighting frog took the first attack and created a small spiky iceball in his right hand to absorb the second.
With the iceball now illuminating with a new kindling source, Poliwrath treats the situation as if he just threw a bowling ball in the form of icicle stalagmites that went careening right into Brendan, Ringo and Roxx.
The impact of the blast created a small flurry within the battlezone. The attack itself could be compared to someone suddenly getting smacked with a flash blizzard with bits of hail created by an angry Jack Frost.
Brendan laid flat on his stomach, only feeling the unnerving chill of the sudden lapse of his body temperature.
Despite the numbness he felt; the 13-year-old felt the added weight of Roxx on his back. While, not too far in front of him, Ringo shivered violently from the freezer burn a large percentage of his body suffered from.
"It looks as though we didn't get enough strength to leech the true powers of Sub-Zero Hell." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt mummers before addressing Brendan. "My Poliwrath is quite a rarity in this world full of no-talent trainers and their weak Pokemon. It only took us months to perfect the simultaneous use of Ice Beam, Submission and Blizzard in one powerful blast."
"s-Stop t-trying to act special!" Brendan snaps. "It's called a Custom Tactic…and it still has its heavy flaws…"
"You're in no position to talk about my flaws."
"You said you'd hold nothing back so what's all this?"
Nope, he had it all wrong as far as the Aqua Grunt was concerned. Poliwrath really was fighting with everything he has now…
It didn't take the fighting frog too much energy to ambush and freeze the slumbering Angelique and her available Pokemon with the Sub-Zero Hell Custom Tactic…But it was the Dusclops who laid hidden the whole time that gave the most problems…
The Cyclops Ghost Pokemon was quite an opponent. It came down to the point where she had to use the Berserk Gene, X-Attack, X-Accuracy combo to leech Poliwrath's full combat potential to counteract it.
Poliwrath entered this battle drained from the very start… It's the stamina boost the combo creates that's keeping him going as we speak. The ebony-haired sea enthusiast just failed to realize how tough the little blacklist is…
The Aqua Grunt broke from her contemplation to notice something is wrong… The kid had five Pokemon. And why is there a hole where the Zangoose and Marshtomp…
"Sh*t!"
The ground beneath Poliwrath became soft and muddy. As the Water/Fighting hybrid found himself losing his footing with the slippery environment.
MacSlasher bursts from the ground, using his foes vulnerable state to nail him with a successful Slash to the face.
The Cat Ferret Pokemon's attack fully forced Poliwrath off his feet and open to a Quick Attack from Aero Adler who laid dormant within the trees to have the Fighting frog land on the soil in the most pained of ways.
The Water/Fighting hybrid then felt heavy pressure being made on its right arm. Using what little strength it had left, Poliwrath forcefully lifts his arms to see Ragnarok having his arms and legs tightly wrapped around his bulky arm with Bide.
Poliwrath's muscles bulge as he slams his lifted arm onto the ground heavily in hopes he could pry the Mudfish off. Though Ragnarok yelps in pain he didn't yield, this forced the irate fighting frog to continue his actions.
…And he was fully prepared for any and all interference…
Using his available arm Poliwrath launches himself towards Aero Adler with Ice Beam.
The attack caught the overly aggressive MacSlasher when he made a lunge at him; finally bringing defeat to the Cat Ferret Pokemon.
Aero Adler was clipped from the skies when Poliwrath threw a heavy punch at him with the arm that Ragnarok grasped himself to. The shock from the blow made fighting frog finally able to pry the drained Mudfish off his being when he lands on his feet.
"Out of luck and out of Pokemon." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt muttered.
The young woman then takes it upon herself to walk over to 13-year-old and grab him by his white hair.
Roxx weakly tied to hit her with Powder Snow but was knocked off his trainers back by Poliwrath's Ice Beam.
Two loses in one day and both were to Aqua. Brendan could only think what the hell had gotten into him to even think he could even win…
The boy's thoughts went blank when the Aqua Grunt pointed a gun at his head.
"Like I said," The Aqua Grunt replied solemnly. "Nothing personal but blacklists must be taken care of. By letting you and your Pokemon go I run the risk of allowing a threat no matter how small, to grow…"
All Brendan's conscious Pokemon could do was watch with pure guilt. They all felt better knowing that they'd go with him.
A heavy gust stormed into the area before any end result could kick-up; a Skitty runs into the area and bites the Aqua Grunt's hand. This forced her to drop her weapon and her focus on Brendan.
With her job done, the Skitty runs away from the woman just in time to avoid getting run down by a strong ghostly force like the Aqua Grunt did.
A stronger breeze with hint of warning within it blew into the area until it was replaced an enraged Angelique and her Pokemon.
The 14-year-old's eyes usually cat-like topaz eyes were practically slits now. Aside from the strong killing intent that ran chills through Brendan's spine, he also took note of the similarity of this scene.
"Ugh…so that Dusclops somehow got you free…" The Aqua Grunt replies despite only getting menacing growls as her answer.
The raven-haired 14-year-old took her sweet time walking into the midst of the battlefield. Only stopping once to narrow her eyes at Brendan. What couldn't be sure if those eyes were of sympathy or disgust.
"Do not interfere…" The girl warns the downed 13-year-old, forcing him to look at her angrily.
"And do what?"
Angelique's answer was her tossing Brendan away with her psychic power. In all her rage the 14-year-old had no grasp or concern how much power she put into the attack and forced the 13-year-old too hard against a tree where his body shook freely from the shock.
"So that's how you thank someone who helps you?" The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt growls at the 14-year-old.
Angelique turns to the woman with a slow malicious look only trying her hardest to suppress her growing power.
"…Third-rate…" The 14-year-old mummers in-between heavy coughs. "…You ambush me…humiliate me with your use of false might while I slumbered then have the edacity to question my will?"
Angelique shudders as the horrifying look she gave the Aqua Grunt could pass for that of a homicidal lunatic.
A dark funnel opened from under Dusclops feet creating a powerful vacuum-like windstorm again but at a stronger degree.
"sh-Shoot." Brendan groans in pain. "I have to get the guys to safet-Arghh…my ribs!"
The Aqua Grunt didn't like what was going on but she had to rely on Poliwrath's yet again. The Fighting Frog Pokemon braced itself to unleash another Sub-Zero Hell. Much to its surprise, the wind absorbed by the spiky iceball in his hand quickly shattered.
Neither Poliwrath nor his trainer had time to perplex over the situation since a strong gust from the funnel wind forced a broken log to fly at them.
The ghost Pokemon's one eye glows with a fierce gleam as it began to move its hands hypnotically; the black hole under him begins to expand its territory ever so slightly.
Overtime the Pokemon and the funnel become one taking the shape of a huge cyclone that for a split second looked like a furious black dragon when the merger was in process.
"I WILL NOT BE MADE A FOOL OF BY A THIRD-RATE AGAIN!!!" Angelique roars. "AMADEUS! DEMONIC WIND OF THE CYCLONE DRAGON!!!"
Everything in Angelique's body seemed as if it shutdown when she uttered that command. The 14-year-old coughs up a heavy amount of blood before collapsing.
Yami the Absol allows the girl to fall on him as he struggled to hold his ground while the Custom Tactic ravages at everything and anything within the area.
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(Verdanturf Town)
"Wally, read it and weep!" Daisuke grins smugly as he flashes a Contest Pass. Since Wally has never seen such an item before he's not impressed. "A card with a ribbon? You graduate your Troop or something?"
"You sayin' I can't?" Daisuke counters a bit insulted. "Anyway, this is a Contest Pass. I can now enter Pokemon contests with it!" Daisuke gives his friend a ****y grin in an attempt to look big. "Lemme guess? You want me to fill you in on what that big building north of your house is right?"
"Not really." Wally replies flatly.
"Great, 'cuz I'll tell you!" Daisuke answers. "That my friend, is a Pokemon Contest house!"
"You're just bursting full of information today Dai." The sickly boy dryly comments to the Scout.
"Wally..." Mia intervenes. "A Pokemon Contest is sort of like a beauty contest. And in it Pokemon trainers and their groomed Pokemon can compete in the following competitions: Beauty, Coolness, Intelligence, Toughness and Cuteness."
Wally looks at Mia and considers what she said for a moment. "Hmm… That doesn't sound as cool as a Pokemon battle." he confirms.
"Then you never witnessed a Contest." Mia replies in quick tone that made it sound as though she was snapping at him. "Even though Pokemon can't battle like a regular battle, they're fighting for the most appeal points using corresponding moves that will boost their appeal rating. For example, your Ralts' Psychic attack is considered an Intelligence category move. While Sharky's Bite is considered a category of Toughness."
Daisuke quietly takes notes as the indigo-eyed 10-year-old spoke. "You don't say…"
Wally gives a face fault in Daisuke's direction. "Just a second ago you acted as though you knew everything…"
"Ra…" Ralts agrees.
Mia ignores Wally's rude heckling and continues to speak. "Worst of all, you can loose appeal points if a rival Pokemon trips yours up with one of their appeal moves."
"That's despicable!" Daisuke clenched his fist in anger. "Isn't that against the rules or something?"
"That's where strategy and proper use of moves come in." Mia answers while lifting her finger in a teacher-like fashion. "Using a move like Defense Curl will defend your Pokemon from a trip up at most once. You may not gain any extra appeal points for performing such a move in a contest where that's not the proper move type. You may actually lose points, but it's better than losing the bulk of it."
"You don't say…" Wally mused. "I think I'll stick to regular battling."
"Well, of course you would!" Daisuke snorts proudly. "Contests are something only the skilled can do…"
"You didn't…" Wally mutters. This forces a huge toothed grin to fall Daisuke's face. "Hell yeah! Me and my Seedot are gonna rock the Coolness Contests!"
"You haven't a clue what you're doing do you?" Wally continues to question his friend who still holds a confident ground.
"Well, the only way to learn is to actually witness one! Kids do get in for free on Wednesdays."
Wally grins. "Yeah, and maybe Mia could tell you more info along the way."
Mia shakes her head at the offer. "I have to work on Alia's repair…" she begins before addressing Wally. "Also, you have a lot of homework to do…"
"I could've really kept an eye on you if went..." Wally sighs. "Besides, I could do something like homework in my spare time."
Mia puffs her cheeks slightly from those comments. "You might be older than me but I don't really see a real significance when you act like you're the younger one!"
"There you go with that attitude of yours again!" Wally snaps at the girl. "All you ever do is sit down and criticize me! I never once seen you do anything for yourself!"
"That's because you never really watch me." Mia counters before walking away from the boys, never looking back.
Daisuke puts a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Let it go man," The scout began. "Girl's are just weird anyway."
Giving a sour "Yeah" Wally, along with Ralts follow Daisuke to the Contest House.
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(Route 105)
Within the woods of the swamp-like terrain of the many Isles of Route 105 13-year-old Brendan Birch, through all of his toils, labor and close-knit team work with his five Pokemon were able to finally track down some Herbs that could be grounded for medicine he needs.
But like any item of rarity, fierce competition is to always be expected…
"Roxx!" Brendan yells as he and the rest of his Pokemon allies run up to the injured Swinub after he was knocked backwards by a strong surprise attack made by a Poliwrath.
Just by looking at the fighting frog's bulkier than usual muscles and the veins that bulged from practically every aspect of its body it must be a regular user of the discontinued Berserk Gene item.
"That was for my teammates." The owner of Poliwrath replied.
The ebony-haired female's teammates were obviously those two Team Aqua Grunt that ambushed Brendan earlier in the day but were swept off by Angelique.
MacSlasher the Zangoose and Ragnarok the Marshtomp moved defensively in front of their trainer while Ringo the Numel and Aero Adler the Taillow finished the box formation by keeping from the rear.
The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt extends her left arm in a gimme fashion.
"What?" Brendan growls.
"You and that Magma girl really injured my friends." The Grunt explained. "Those herbs are hard to find but do the trick. I'll take them from you as a way of you saying sorry for butting in."
"I have a better proposition for ya? How about you drop dead?" Brendan snaps.
"Listen, I took care of that Magma brat don't think I won't hesitate to take what I want from you by force."
Brendan froze in his place after hearing those words. He wondered what those seeming sounds of a scuffle were far off the distance a while back…
And he also remembered who was currently resting there…
"Yeah real easy to kick someone when they're already down for the count!"
"There's no such thing as honor in the fights between Aqua and Magma!" The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt snaps at the 13-year-old. "Honor is only a five-letter word the moment the two rivals clash. All moral codes, status and humanity are replaced by mounting dreams and aspirations!"
The Aqua Grunt gives snow colored hair boy an enlightened face. "Everyone, Aqua or Magma, Young or old all have their own silly little dreams… My friends and I joined Aqua because of the prospects of a living in one big ocean… Nothing but buried treasure and constant adventure would await us… That girl… she might be young but she is a Magma; my organization's sworn enemy… And I must dispose of her at any degree possible just to obtain the long-run goal. She's knows this too and would easily kill me and you in a heartbeat if she must…Especially considering her reputation…"
"b-But it all seems so pointless…" Brendan mummers despondently. "The planet is fine the way it is! You're just destroying each other and risking the lives of millions over a meaningless cause!"
"Your meaningless cause is my dream worth fighting for…" The Aqua Grunt mutters softly. "Dry your eyes and face me. We'll fight for that item like noble rare hunters holding nothing back."
"After hearing all this I don't even want to fight period…"
"It's something that we all must do in some shape or form for something we cherish." The ebony-haired Grunt replied. "I cherish my friends who I've been through thick and thin with since we were all little girls. Don't disgrace your Pokemon, they cherish you and will throw their lives away right now to prove that."
Brendan looked at all four of his Pokemon who had their eyes tacked on him.
The snow colored hair adolescent then looks at Roxx the Swinub who was cradled in his arms. The ice pig sniffed at his trainer in a sympathetic fashion.
This was what he wanted right? He even left a prestigious Pokemon school that many would kill to enter just to go out into the world and challenge himself.
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(Flashback to Brendan's chat with Mrs. Birch in Chapter 1)
"They kept saying I was from the boonies and that I got such good marks 'cuz my Dad is who he is…"
(Flashback to Chapter 6)
"That's right!" One of Karen's friends agreed. "Just listen to Roxanne and come back to the trainers school with us. WHY DO YOU WANT TO GIVE UP SUCH A HIGH RANK?"
"There's a reason I decided to leave this data run school to travel around…" Brendan growls, sick of his peers labeling of him. "There's only so much data can teach you…I've learned that…And I'm not the same guy you once knew me as because of it!"
"I am ultimately a better student than you are so why fight a useless battle?" Karen chides her former schoolmate.
(Flashback to Chapter 14)
"Hey yeah!" Sarah interjects. "You must be a pretty loaded kid to have such stuff anyway!"
(Flashback to Brendan's chat with May in Chapter 3)
"Sure we may learn the stats and strengths of Pokemon. But a real trainer sees the true pain and grow much stronger. I wanna bear that burden too…I wanna see how it's like…Data isn't everything! Ciel taught me that."
(End Flashbacks)
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'I'm sick of that life…' Brendan mentally confirmed. 'I knew the roads ahead of me and I didn't care… If I run now I might as well continue my old way of living.'
Rising to his feet as if defying all that doubted him, Brendan Birch stared down his opponent and pulls off his headband in a fashion of showing he accepts any all odds now set against him. Only bringing a look of respect from his Pokemon allies' faces.
"Good, you weren't blacklisted by my people for nothing I see." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt smiles for the boy's raised fighting spirit. "Use as much Pokemon as you please, I'll hold nothing back for this."
The Aqua Grunt's Poliwrath also celebrated this by beating at its swirled belly in a rhythmic-like fashion. The heavy beats the fighting frog made on itself actually looked as though it was paining it.
The young woman then shuffles into her Pockets until she pulls out an X-Attack and X-Accuracy.
"I'll show you the exact same combo I used to beat that girl's group of Pokemon." The ebony-haired young woman announced proudly. She then doused her Poliwrath, who was already equipped with the Berserk Gene with the two items.
At first it looked like nothing of any significance had occurred if you rule out the minor twitch Poliwrath gave from time to time…
It took sometime but the fighting frog Pokemon's fist tightened as its muscles bulged and tightened even further while the visible veins on its body began to swell up and pulsate in another sickening manner.
The pumped Water/Fighting hybrid then launches Blizzard at his foes without any sign of warning.
Had it not been for Ringo's natural seething cauldron of boiling magma for a body, Brendan and the others would've become instant living ice sculptures.
As soon as the ice melted MacSlasher lunged at his foe; using his speed and the trees surrounding the area as an ace up his sleeve to confound his mightier foe.
"Good job MacSlasher, now Fury Cutter!" Brendan commands his Pokemon.
MacSlasher narrowly evades Poliwrath's tree piercing Ice Beams and uses his gained momentum to attack the fighting frog from overhead with a barrage of slashes with his claws that gained more power with each swipe made.
Because of the way the attack was made all Poliwrath could do was shield itself using both it's bulky arms as a shield.
When MacSlasher was about to throw down one more attack with all the strength within him, Poliwrath slaps his paws away and quickly nails the Zangoose in its stomach.
The impact of the blow made everything within the Cat Ferret Pokemon feel like it just rattled. The strength of the attack alone caused MacSlasher to fall back a few feet from his foe where he landed on Ragnarok, who attempted to catch him.
"Two down." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt mutters
"Nothing is down until we say it is!" Brendan shouts ruefully.
Ringo agrees with his trainer's words by standing on its hind legs just to fall back on all fours creating Magnitude at the power of 5.
Poliwrath, with all his advantages easily leap away from the attack leaving itself open to a small fireball created from Ringo's Ember attack.
The fighting frog took the first attack and created a small spiky iceball in his right hand to absorb the second.
With the iceball now illuminating with a new kindling source, Poliwrath treats the situation as if he just threw a bowling ball in the form of icicle stalagmites that went careening right into Brendan, Ringo and Roxx.
The impact of the blast created a small flurry within the battlezone. The attack itself could be compared to someone suddenly getting smacked with a flash blizzard with bits of hail created by an angry Jack Frost.
Brendan laid flat on his stomach, only feeling the unnerving chill of the sudden lapse of his body temperature.
Despite the numbness he felt; the 13-year-old felt the added weight of Roxx on his back. While, not too far in front of him, Ringo shivered violently from the freezer burn a large percentage of his body suffered from.
"It looks as though we didn't get enough strength to leech the true powers of Sub-Zero Hell." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt mummers before addressing Brendan. "My Poliwrath is quite a rarity in this world full of no-talent trainers and their weak Pokemon. It only took us months to perfect the simultaneous use of Ice Beam, Submission and Blizzard in one powerful blast."
"s-Stop t-trying to act special!" Brendan snaps. "It's called a Custom Tactic…and it still has its heavy flaws…"
"You're in no position to talk about my flaws."
"You said you'd hold nothing back so what's all this?"
Nope, he had it all wrong as far as the Aqua Grunt was concerned. Poliwrath really was fighting with everything he has now…
It didn't take the fighting frog too much energy to ambush and freeze the slumbering Angelique and her available Pokemon with the Sub-Zero Hell Custom Tactic…But it was the Dusclops who laid hidden the whole time that gave the most problems…
The Cyclops Ghost Pokemon was quite an opponent. It came down to the point where she had to use the Berserk Gene, X-Attack, X-Accuracy combo to leech Poliwrath's full combat potential to counteract it.
Poliwrath entered this battle drained from the very start… It's the stamina boost the combo creates that's keeping him going as we speak. The ebony-haired sea enthusiast just failed to realize how tough the little blacklist is…
The Aqua Grunt broke from her contemplation to notice something is wrong… The kid had five Pokemon. And why is there a hole where the Zangoose and Marshtomp…
"Sh*t!"
The ground beneath Poliwrath became soft and muddy. As the Water/Fighting hybrid found himself losing his footing with the slippery environment.
MacSlasher bursts from the ground, using his foes vulnerable state to nail him with a successful Slash to the face.
The Cat Ferret Pokemon's attack fully forced Poliwrath off his feet and open to a Quick Attack from Aero Adler who laid dormant within the trees to have the Fighting frog land on the soil in the most pained of ways.
The Water/Fighting hybrid then felt heavy pressure being made on its right arm. Using what little strength it had left, Poliwrath forcefully lifts his arms to see Ragnarok having his arms and legs tightly wrapped around his bulky arm with Bide.
Poliwrath's muscles bulge as he slams his lifted arm onto the ground heavily in hopes he could pry the Mudfish off. Though Ragnarok yelps in pain he didn't yield, this forced the irate fighting frog to continue his actions.
…And he was fully prepared for any and all interference…
Using his available arm Poliwrath launches himself towards Aero Adler with Ice Beam.
The attack caught the overly aggressive MacSlasher when he made a lunge at him; finally bringing defeat to the Cat Ferret Pokemon.
Aero Adler was clipped from the skies when Poliwrath threw a heavy punch at him with the arm that Ragnarok grasped himself to. The shock from the blow made fighting frog finally able to pry the drained Mudfish off his being when he lands on his feet.
"Out of luck and out of Pokemon." The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt muttered.
The young woman then takes it upon herself to walk over to 13-year-old and grab him by his white hair.
Roxx weakly tied to hit her with Powder Snow but was knocked off his trainers back by Poliwrath's Ice Beam.
Two loses in one day and both were to Aqua. Brendan could only think what the hell had gotten into him to even think he could even win…
The boy's thoughts went blank when the Aqua Grunt pointed a gun at his head.
"Like I said," The Aqua Grunt replied solemnly. "Nothing personal but blacklists must be taken care of. By letting you and your Pokemon go I run the risk of allowing a threat no matter how small, to grow…"
All Brendan's conscious Pokemon could do was watch with pure guilt. They all felt better knowing that they'd go with him.
A heavy gust stormed into the area before any end result could kick-up; a Skitty runs into the area and bites the Aqua Grunt's hand. This forced her to drop her weapon and her focus on Brendan.
With her job done, the Skitty runs away from the woman just in time to avoid getting run down by a strong ghostly force like the Aqua Grunt did.
A stronger breeze with hint of warning within it blew into the area until it was replaced an enraged Angelique and her Pokemon.
The 14-year-old's eyes usually cat-like topaz eyes were practically slits now. Aside from the strong killing intent that ran chills through Brendan's spine, he also took note of the similarity of this scene.
"Ugh…so that Dusclops somehow got you free…" The Aqua Grunt replies despite only getting menacing growls as her answer.
The raven-haired 14-year-old took her sweet time walking into the midst of the battlefield. Only stopping once to narrow her eyes at Brendan. What couldn't be sure if those eyes were of sympathy or disgust.
"Do not interfere…" The girl warns the downed 13-year-old, forcing him to look at her angrily.
"And do what?"
Angelique's answer was her tossing Brendan away with her psychic power. In all her rage the 14-year-old had no grasp or concern how much power she put into the attack and forced the 13-year-old too hard against a tree where his body shook freely from the shock.
"So that's how you thank someone who helps you?" The ebony-haired Aqua Grunt growls at the 14-year-old.
Angelique turns to the woman with a slow malicious look only trying her hardest to suppress her growing power.
"…Third-rate…" The 14-year-old mummers in-between heavy coughs. "…You ambush me…humiliate me with your use of false might while I slumbered then have the edacity to question my will?"
Angelique shudders as the horrifying look she gave the Aqua Grunt could pass for that of a homicidal lunatic.
A dark funnel opened from under Dusclops feet creating a powerful vacuum-like windstorm again but at a stronger degree.
"sh-Shoot." Brendan groans in pain. "I have to get the guys to safet-Arghh…my ribs!"
The Aqua Grunt didn't like what was going on but she had to rely on Poliwrath's yet again. The Fighting Frog Pokemon braced itself to unleash another Sub-Zero Hell. Much to its surprise, the wind absorbed by the spiky iceball in his hand quickly shattered.
Neither Poliwrath nor his trainer had time to perplex over the situation since a strong gust from the funnel wind forced a broken log to fly at them.
The ghost Pokemon's one eye glows with a fierce gleam as it began to move its hands hypnotically; the black hole under him begins to expand its territory ever so slightly.
Overtime the Pokemon and the funnel become one taking the shape of a huge cyclone that for a split second looked like a furious black dragon when the merger was in process.
"I WILL NOT BE MADE A FOOL OF BY A THIRD-RATE AGAIN!!!" Angelique roars. "AMADEUS! DEMONIC WIND OF THE CYCLONE DRAGON!!!"
Everything in Angelique's body seemed as if it shutdown when she uttered that command. The 14-year-old coughs up a heavy amount of blood before collapsing.
Yami the Absol allows the girl to fall on him as he struggled to hold his ground while the Custom Tactic ravages at everything and anything within the area.
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