Greham

Okies, so hi ^_^ as you can see, I am a noob to these forums, still working out how to change profile pic ^_^. I heard about this competition in game and thought, well why not? Just don't judge me too harshly :3 I don't read the manga, I haven't seen an episode of Pokemon in 8 years or so but that does not mean I don't love pokemon! ;-; I am just unfaithful :D Anyways, my IGN is Greham and my other name thingy for uhh, idk, the name I type in to get to Greham and my alts is ashliketchum This is my story about a young trainer versing Giovanni. Again be gentle ;) 1496 words B) [spoiler]I was grinning when I walked into the viridian gym and I wouldn’t have believed at that time, as pridefull as I was, that the battle would turn out anything like this, that something like this could ever happen to me. Who was this elusive gym leader anyway? This Giovanni? He was dressed in a neat black suit, his hair slicked back, a rose tucked neatly into his pocket. Looking almost like a man waiting to be married. Me? Not so much. Just jeans and a shirt again, my bright red hair barely contained in a tie. I had traveled across oceans, across countries, to get here and now it seemed for nothing. Here I was, in one of the most important fights of my life against Kanto’s 8th gym leader, losing beyond belief, and, apparently, severely under-dressed. I glared at the leader, feeling that he was enjoying my defeat way too much. ‘Nidoking’ He shouted and my heart dropped. Ponyta was my last hope, but I knew she wouldn’t stand a chance, not against this beast. How had this old creepy guy demolished my entire team! I gritted my teeth as my subconscious answered for me: Because he’s good, and you’re not good enough. ‘Earthquake.’ His gigantic pokemon seemed to have an evil smile of its own as it braced its knees. The air began to crackle around it, full of energy, of an unreleased raw power. I swallowed. ‘P…Ponyta! Use flame thrower!’ I cried in a last ditch attempt, clutching onto the barrier in front of me. But even as she opened her mouth, sparks gathering at her lips, I knew it would be too late. The earth around me began to crack and splinter. I lost my footing, hitting my knee harshly on the ground as I fell. There was an awful whinny and then a thump my Ponyta followed, feinting in the dust. I hung my head, thinking I would never reach the Indigo league, not with this devil guarding the gates. ‘Ponyta, return.’ I called, holding a ball open. Nothing happened then.But what happened next horrified me. Giovanni hadn’t called back his Nidoking, and just watched impassively as the monster lifted my Ponyta from the ground, effortlessly slinging her smooth white body over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes, walking back to his master. ‘What do you think you’re doing?!’ I shouted, my heart thundering. This just wasn’t done, it wasn’t right to interfere with someone else’s Pokémon! The battle was over! ‘Return ponyta!’ I called again frantically, holding up the pokeball. But she didn’t move, remaining listless and unmoving across her massive captor’s shoulders. ‘Do you know why you lost?’ Giovanni asked calmly and I blinked. Was he just going to ignore what was going on here? His Pokémon was out of control! ‘What is wrong with you?!’ I snapped ‘Call back your Nidoking!’ ‘I don’t think you did anything wrong in particular, you and your Pokémon just need time to grow.’ He scratched his smooth chin in thought ‘You know, I could help you become a stronger trainer, if you joined my group.’ ‘You’re insane.’ I snarled running forward onto the battlefield, leaping over the rubble and singed earth. I had to save my Ponyta! ‘I wouldn’t do that if I was you’ He laughed as I charged at the towering nidoking, gripping it around the middle and trying to pull it down, to knock it over. But I may as well have tried to dance with a brick wall. The monster knocked me aside with a great purple arm and I sprawled across the ground, shocked. Pokemon weren’t meant to hurt people! It was beyond illegal, it was just not done. Only the worst thieves and criminals would resort to attacking a defenseless trainer, not gym leaders! ‘Don’t take it personally, I’m a collector of rare Pokémon you see, but…. Hmm’ He paused, and I looked up at him, holding onto my side where the Nidoking had struck. ‘My offer still stands, I’ll even let you keep your little Pokémon if you join my Team Rocket, it would be a pity to let such a talent go.’ ‘Team Rocket?!’ I laughed bitterly ‘That’s your group? You mean those crooks who go around acting like they’re a new world order? With their terrifying Zubats and Rattatas. You work with those noobs yet you call yourself a gym leader.’ I spat, and finally, his grin disappeared. ‘You don’t understand now, but you’ll see. Team Rocket is a name to fear, to respect. One day we will control the world so join me or die.’ ‘I’m not afraid of you.’ I held my head up high, knowing I sounded ridiculous, fallen on the ground as I was, trying not to cry from helplessness as my Ponyta was carried further and further away in long lumbering steps. Giovanni shook his head, not looking respectful like I had hoped, more like disappointed. ‘If you insist’ He nodded ‘I guess there’s no helping it, knowing as much as you do.’ I was out of usable Pokémon, so the next words he uttered, chilled me to the bone: ‘I choose you, Kangaskhan.’ This beast was smaller than Giovani’s last Pokémon, but it seemed taller than a house now it was looming over me. Even though its stance was aggressive, its gaze seemed apologetic. Did the beast know how wrong it was for Pokémon to harm trainers? Was this Kangaskhan just like me? Helpless against the will of this black hearted Giovanni? ‘Bite, Kangaskhan.’ I heard the click of expensive shoes as Giovanni turned his back. How cowardly. As the Pokémon locked its focus on me and I braced myself, thinking I really was naive. I was so sure I would win, that I was undefeatable. But it was all too clear as the beast lumbered towards me, that I was only human. I didn’t close my eyes, just staring at my impending doom. I didn’t try to run and I didn’t even flinch as the beast opened its maw, revealing a mouth full of big, white, sharp teeth, all inches away from my nose… Suddenly a strong voice rang out in the gym, a confident command from a stranger. ‘PIKACHU USE THUNDERBOLT!’ A dagger of electricity shuddered through the air from him, zipping around me only to strike down the advancing Kangaskhan. The large Pokémon fell to the earth, seeming almost relieved as it feinted a moment later. What kind of Pikachu could one hit KO a Kangaskhan? I took a breath that I hadn't realized I'd been holding onto, turning to see my savior. The trainer at the door was not what you would call exceptional. Just a boy really. He wore an old style back pack and a cap. There was Pikachu at his feet, still crackling with electricity. Though his hat covered half of his face I could see his mouth was set in a grim line. The boy walked forward slowly and before I could even think twice I ran over to him, clutching onto his arm like a lifesaver. I must have looked like an idiot just silently gawping at him. How could I tell him how thankful I was? ‘Are you alright?’ He asked. Giovanni was watching us closely, thoughtfully. ‘Y…Yeah.’ I breathed but then shook my head, coming back to my senses ‘But he has my Ponyta! He stole it, he’ll take your Pokémon too, and we have to get out of here while…!’ ‘Hey, it will be ok.’ He laughed, smiling broadly, barring me from making a run to the doors ‘I’m going to beat him, we’ll get your Pokémon back and he’s not going to hurt anyone else again. What’s your name?’ ‘Flannery.’ I replied, feeling a bit awestruck, he promised all this casually like heroics were an everyday thing for him. Who was this kid? I thought he was about to introduce himself too but Giovanni interrupted. ‘I remember now!’ He exclaimed, clicking his fingers ‘you’re that kid from Silph co! How irritating! Go Rhydon!’ With another flash a new rocky monster appeared on the field. The unknown trainer grinned mischievously and I could tell this battle would be about more than badges for him, it would be about justice and pride. We left the gym together, the doors bolting shut behind us and the boy laughed pleasantly, flipping his new green badge over between his fingers. ‘So you’re off to the indigo league then, I suppose?’ I sighed, my gaze lingering on the new badge. He just nodded, tucking the bright metal into his pocket so I couldn’t longingly stare at it anymore. ‘What about you?’ He asked and I sighed again, flopping down across ponyta’s back. ‘Maybe it’s time for me to go home’ I muttered ‘maybe I was never meant to be a trainer, moving around, having bad travelling hair.’ ‘Maybe you could become a gym leader.’ ‘Maybe’ I shrugged.[/spoiler]