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PART EIGHTY TWO

S tepping out from the challengers’ entrance, Jack shielded his eyes from the bright overhead light, it took him a few moments for his eyes to grow accustomed to brightness of the warehouse sized chamber. The between the spectators stands and the border sections of the arena the floor was lined with what could only be guessed at as none slip rubber paint, as his eyes became adjusted, he could look up from the floor to see the forest style motif that lined the walls. Up in the stands; through the transparent protective guard Jack could see Ahsoka looking down to him, he smiled to her as he put his hand up in greeting to her just as Lucy accompanied by Toph came in to view. The Espeon was levitating alongside the Lucario as if she was a balloon being drawn along by a piece of string, the trainer could not help but think of the choice words his other pokémon would most likely used, his attention was soon drawn to the arena itself. It was a dry mud field with the traditionally typical markings where the assistant he had met earlier stood waiting with the gym leader on the far end.

There was a discreet cough to get everyone’s attention as the woman spoke into the mic of her head set that in turn was relayed for all to hear, via loud speakers above in the gantries near the ceiling where the lights most likely where located.

“Welcome challenger to the forest city gym, this battle will be a one on one format, substitutions on the challengers’ side is permitted, should either gym leader or trainer step foot in the arena regardless of circumstances they will be disqualified resulting in their instant defeat.”

She spoke with a near flat monotone voice as she had before, Jack had to struggle to pay attention as her words started drifting through one ear and out the other as she continued to speak.

“As referee I shall call an end to each round should either or both pokémon be rendered unable to battle the round will end, be fully aware my decision is final and absolute, this battle will begin the moment both opponents send out their first pokémon.”

Jack gave a nod in understanding to this as she walked back to the side lines to adjudicate the match, he took a deep breath as he contemplated who he would send out, looking up at the gym leader he had to admit just looking into the man’s face he could feel an earthy presence about him as if he belonged to woodlands that lay beyond the city walls.

“GOOD LUCK YOUNG MAN, SHOW ME YOUR STRENGTH!”

The gym leader boomed loudly; his voice carrying across distance between them, taking a deep breath Jack let it out slowly as he made his choice knowing full well his opponent would respond accordingly. Grasping a pokéball from the belt mounted case he draws it free; tapping the button on the front, he could feel it swell in size against his palm in readiness to be used, gently tossing the pokéball onto the ground before him. With a flash of blue light Oni took form her head turns to face him as she smiles cruel fang filled smile, turning her gaze back to their opponents’ side of the arena she eagerly unsheathes her long lethal claws.

“Let do this Oni!”

He noted with a quiet clam tone to his voice, bending down to pick up the pokéball he mentally pushed aside all further attempts at contemplation as to what the gym leader would use first or even what tactics would be deployed. A flash on light from the other side of the arena started the match off a Leavanny took form ready to fight.

“INTRESTING CHOICE YOUNG MAN!”

The Gym Leader chuckled only to swiftly call out his first command.

“LEAFY!.......AGILITY FOLLOWED BY STRING SHOT!”

In a blur of green and yellow the bug/grass type darted towards the weavile to close the gap between them but Oni was already on the move before her trainer gave the command, she could guess his reaction to this even as he began to speak it.

“Oni Counter And Strike!”

He bellowed giving her carte blanche to react to whatever was thrown at her, dropping low the weasel like pokémon let her arms reach back behind her body for a more streamlined outline just as the other pokémon parted its inhuman mouth to let out a number of sticky silken filaments to shoot out towards her. Oni kicked down throwing herself into the air as she leapt clear of the sticky threads while flying towards the bug/leaf type.

“LEAF BLADE!”

The gym leader called out barely in time as the weaviles claws taking on a silvery glint as the insectoid creature brought its green scythe like arms up to parry the incoming attack, Oni felt the desire to reach down and bite into the leaf pokémon tear out its throat with her sharp fangs, but she was all to conscious to the fact she couldn’t kill an opponent in a sanctioned match. In frustration she opted to kick out then stamp repeatedly at the leavanny’s thorax, sending the bug/leaf pokémon hard into the ground where it bounced a few times before coming to a halt in a crumpled state.

“GET UP!”

The gym leader roared, with considerable effort the bug/plant pokémon did just that though only just as it wobbled about as if having difficulty with its equilibrium, shaking its head the leavanny tried to focus as Jack called two words.

“ICE BEAM!”

All most straight away wisps of icy cold breath escaped from Oni’s muzzle, blue and white energy began to arc between her teeth as she opens her mouth. The leavanny struck a stance waiting for its next command like a good well trained pokémon, it came in a blurted voice from the gym leaders quivering lips.

“STRING SHOT!”

The leavanny raced to spit out its sticky silk at the weavile who roared with an insane cry of fury; sending icy blue energy crackling form its mouth like lightning that jerked and forked through the air, the sticky filaments became brittle as they froze shattering mid-flight as the ice beam continued the rapid journey towards its intended target.

“DODGE IT!”

The gym leader cries out but it was too late, the arcing beam of energy struck the leaf insect like pokémon encasing it partially in ice. The leavanny blacked out form the sudden cold shock to its system.

“LEAVANNY IS UNABLE TO BATTLE, THIS ROUND GOES TO THE CHALLANGER!”

The woman acting as the referee announced, a flash of red light pulled the unconscious leavanny back into its pokéball. Clipping the pokémon onto his belt the gym leader drew his second while shouting over to Jack.

“NOT BAD, BUT LET US SEE HOW YOU HANDLE THIS?”

Oni’s eyes narrowed as a new foe took form before her, towering over her with ease; it resembled what wold have happened if a gigantic tortoise mated with a tree, a thought that brought a silent chuckle to her inhuman lips as she studies the behemoth of a pokémon for possible weak spots.

“Weavile….Vile….Weav….Vile….Weavile!”

[Don’t worry, this oversized tree stump is nothing!]

She called back over her shoulder but Jack didn’t share her confidence as it out weighed her in size as well as strength, this was going to be a hard fight to win. He wanted to swap Oni out for Blaze but he held himself back as that would tip his hand way to soon, no he would have to somehow make it work with just his weavile and Lopunny.

“KEEP MOVING DON’T STAY STILL, DON’T GIVE IT A CHANCE TO MAKE CONTACT WITH ANY OF ITS ATTACKS!”

Jack calls out, Oni nods turning her cruel twisted smile into a stern focused expression as she began moving in on the tortoise pokémon. She swiftly began closing the gap between herself and the giant of a pokémon that stood like some impregnable fortress before her. With her small yet powerful legs pumping beneath her the weavile zipped from one side of the arena to the other in the hopes of making it harder for the torterra land a hit upon her.

“TORRI!....USE EARTHQUAKE!”

The Gym Leader bellowed with all his might, Jack hearing this was all ready calling out something to Oni as the grass/ground type raised up ninety degrees upon its hind legs in testament to the sheer strength it possessed.

“ONI GET CLEAR!”

Oni began to leap backwards twisting as she did so she could sprint to safe distance as the torterra brought its body back down, smashing what passed for its feet hard into the arena floor. The entire building seemed to shake knocking Jack off of his feet; stunning him for a brief couple of seconds though he was not the only one shaken up as Oni was thrown to her haunches, the wind knocked right out of her as she partial sat; partially laid there completely stunned.

*“USE LEACH SEED NOW!” *

The man roared sense victory against the challengers pokémon.

“Tor…Terra...Tort!”

[Time To End This!]

The Tortoise shaped pokémon rumbled as it spat a number of seeds at the weavile from its beak like mouth, Oni gave a startled cry that swiftly became a scream of pain as the seed’s roots began to extend through her fur and into her skin. Burrowing through into her veins as each seed began to suckle upon the nutrients with in her body , she could feel every single one of the roots moving about inside of her as the agonising sensation only increased with every passing moment.

“RETURN!”

Jack yelled returning her to her pokéball, he knew she would be safe there until she received medical help, he was through playing nice, if they wanted to play like that then to distortion world with keeping his trump card in reserve.

“Blaze, time for some payback!”

Jack growled quietly to the pokéball as he raised it to brow feeling the ball shack as it grew warmer in his hand, tossing it to the ground him Blaze erupted into being letting out an ear-piercing shriek. Her eyes wide as if filled with the desire to burn her opponent to a crisp, she never once broke eye contact with her opponent as she reached down flicked her pokéball back to her trainer.

“USE BULLDOZE NOW!”

The man shouts as the Blaziken draws her head lifts back as flames whip around her parted beak before thrusting forwards as she unleashes a gout of flame; that covered the distance between the two pokémon in the blink of an eye. The seconds seemed to pass like minutes with the torterra engulfed completely by the fire, slowing to a stop the sill burning pokémon was down on its belly with the tree on its back burned down to mere lumps of charcoal.

“TORTERRA IS UNABLE TO BATTLE, THIS ROUND GOES TO THE CHALLANGER!”

The woman’s voice calls out gesturing towards Jacks side of the arena.