Elite Pokemon Academy X - Chapter 1
Elite Pokemon Academy X
Chapter 1: Shades of Things to come
"Oh god Kara... that... that feels so good..."
Leon couldn't help himself, the soft tongue and muzzle of his sexy Kadabra girlfriend felt incredible wrapped around his throbbing hardon. Her sweet expression was almost too much for him to handle at this point; he was lost in the throes of purest ecstasy and approaching total complacency. She almost purred at him as she spoke, her hands and mouth venturing lower.
"Don't worry, Leon. This isn't going to hurt..."
Leon's eyes drifted closed as his girlfriend moved her hands to his legs, and her soft tongue and lips over his balls, drawing a long groan out of him. Her movements were subtle, gentle, and even shy somewhat, and Leon felt himself getting close, oh so very, very close. Then Kara's mouth left him for a moment, and her grip on his legs seemed to tighten. Leon didn't think too much of it, until he heard a voice that caused him to nearly wet himself.
"That didn't hurt... but this will!"
Leon's eyes snapped open as the voice cackled evilly, and in his panic, he tried to move away, but found himself helplessly bound and unable to even move much.
"Ms. Payne?! Wha- what the hell is going on?! Where's Kara?!"
"Oh don't worry; I took care of her too. Now I'll finally get to finish what I started in class that day... Pity, such a delectable package is so wasted on a weak little boy like you."
With that, the Nidoqueen teacher brought her huge foot down hard on Leon's unprotected nuts, pinning them between her foot and his tail. Leon could only squeak in agony as the huge female ground her foot down hard, twisting it back and forth in a horridly painful manner. Leon couldn't help wondering which hurt worse, the stomp or the grinding, until he was given another stomp, and then another.
"Oh Arceus, please, no... Oh fuck, my balls... please don't... not... not my balls..."
Leon's pained, wheezy pleads only made the Nidoqueen laugh harder, and she brought her foot down again, stomping hard enough to make Leon think his stomach had just leapt out his mouth, and all the air in his lungs with it. Leon could only watch in horror as the massive female leaned down, and took his aching package in her paws, seemingly for the finishing blow.
"Now Leon... you ready to live life without your greatest weakness? You should thank me, I think. I'm going to make you an invincible Pokèmon warrior; you'll never lose another battle as long as you live..."
Leon tried to protest, tried to move, tried to scream for help, but all his strength was gone, sapped for good from the vicious beating his balls had taken. He could only watch in abject horror as the Nidoqueen put her massive jaws around his swollen testicles, and opened up wide for him to see her massive sharp teeth. He tried like hell to scream as her maw swung shut-
"OH FUCK, NO!!!"
It took the better part of 10 minutes, but Leon slowly realized that he was safe. Not only safe, but as his paws cradled his package, still hard as a rock and aching a bit still from the phantom stomping, he took some solace in the knowledge he was still a complete male... for now. He shuddered at the thought, and tried his best to put the recurring nightmare out of his mind. He glanced at the clock on the wall of his dorm room, and saw that, as usual, his nightmares had woken him far earlier than he needed to be up. 'That's alright,' he thought, 'I'll just take some time in the shower to relieve some stress... Arceus knows I've got enough of it.'
A rough forty minutes later, Leon was clean, a little more relaxed, and hungry as all hell. The mess hall didn't open for another 15 minutes, but Leon figured he might run into Kara if he hurried; she was always an early bird, he never quite understood it. So he grabbed his ID bracelet and made his way towards the north end of campus. The yellow backing to his ID signified that he was a 200-level student, usually 1st evolution forms and some of the less dangerous single-form Pokèmon were classified as 200-level until they reached a certain power level. Beginner forms were usually classified as 100-level students, and Baby form Pokèmon (rare as they were in this elite school) were always 100-level, and identified by a green ID backing. Leon knew that the Red ID backing signified a 300-level student, usually high power level single-forms or Final Evolution Pokèmon. Ironically, there weren't all that many 300-level students on campus as far as Leon knew, and the few who were attending were known to be so powerful, that supposedly no 200-level could withstand even a single blow from them. Then there were staff IDs. Teachers got a plain Silver ID backing, department heads got Gold, Security got Ruby-colored IDs, Janitorial or non-essential staff wore Sapphire-colored badges, and finally Principal Mewtwo and Vice Principal Mew wore Diamond and Pearl IDs, respectively, engraved with their information and station.
Leon thought about this for the few minutes it took him to get to the mess hall, and he quirked a little at the thought of their elusive Executive Officials. They were purported to always be around campus, watching and stepping in where necessary, but nobody he knew had ever seen them face to face. Vice Principal Mew was rumored to not even exist before this school opened, and Principal Mewtwo was supposedly the most powerful Pokèmon alive, but they were almost illusions to the majority of the student populace. He wondered-
*Fwump* "D'oof!"
Leon found himself flat on his back, looking up at a mass of black and brown, which leaned over and picked him up, and dusted him off a little as his head cleared.
"'Scuse me, sorry 'bout that." The Snorlax rumbled a little as he stepped around the dizzied Charmeleon, who had apparently rounded the corner and run straight into the 300-level's massive belly.
"Thanks, sorry..." Leon burbled back as his head started to clear. He was growing significantly tired of being smaller than everyone. More than half of the 200-level student body was taller, heavier, or in some manner bigger than him. He wished he were a Charizard all the time, because then he'd show 'em. He'd be one of the big guys for once, but he wouldn't be a jerk to the lower-levels, he'd be friendly with them, something he wished the 300's would do more often around here. He couldn't focus on that bitter issue for long though, as he spotted a familiar long, fluffy tail walking towards the door of the mess hall, and shouted after it. "Kara!"
"Hmm?" The Kadabra female turned around at the sound of her name, and smiled when she saw Leon wandering toward her. "Hey Leon, what are you doing up so early on a Friday? I thought you didn't have any classes today."
"Oh that..." Leon mumbled a bit as he finally got over to the object of his affections. "Just bad dreams again, decided to make for the chow line early, hoping to run into you..." He blushed slightly as the taller girl patted his cheek lightly and smiled at him. Then he felt his skin tingle a little, and soon after a paw on his left shoulder followed by more tingling and a whisper.
"Hey there, hot stuff..."
"Who the f-" Leon whirled a little, only to see the smiling face of Kara's friend Joule, the Jolteon whom he had some adventure with a few weeks back. "Oh jeez, Joule you scared me for a second, I thought you were..." A light shudder crawled over Leon, and he paused for a few moments before continuing. "I thought you were someone else. What brings you out with the early bird this morning?" He asked, thumbing at Kara, who shrugged a little.
"Aw c'mon Leon, you know Kara and I have the 200-level Evasion class with Mrs. Amity on Friday mornings. I had an, uh..." The Jolteon was the one to blush a little now as she continued. "An interesting and long night last night with some friends, so Kara was kind enough to come wake me up, make sure I got some breakfast, and wasn't late to class. Speaking of," She pointed as the doors slowly swung open to the mess hall, "looks like its chow time! Come on you lovebirds; let's get in there before they run out of Rawst berries!"
Leon and Kara scurried after their impatient friend, and after grabbing their food, the three of them sat, Joule across from Kara and Leon, who were holding hands under the table. Kara had looked a mite distracted since they'd walked into the hall, but Leon didn't worry about it until he saw Kara holding a bite in her hand and looking around confusedly.
"Kara? Hun, what's wrong? You look... distracted or something."
"Muh? Oh..." The Kadabra looked back and smiled at him a little, shaking her head. "It's the chatter I'm getting... everyone has the same surface thoughts floating around right now, it's getting disturbing. I'm not even trying to read it, they're all broadcasting it loud enough..." She trailed off again.
"Broadcasting? So, you can hear them all thinking?" Leon paused for a moment before his curiosity got the better of him. "What are they all thinking about?"
"Hmm? Oh, um, everyone's got gossip on the brain. There are some new students who just arrived last night, supposedly 300-levels... I'm hearing that all of them are nigh-invincible, extremely experienced, and incredibly powerful. But oddly... nobody seems to know what they are for sure." She paused momentarily as she read a passing teacher's mind. "Oh wow... apparently they all three passed the 300-level exam with flying colors and in record times. They're set to compete in the 300-level Differential Advantage demonstration later this afternoon, Ms. Payne's biggest class."
"Ugh, her..." Even just hearing her name brought up bile and pain in Leon's guts, and the nightmare flashbacks even got Kara's attention, and she turned and looked at her beau with concern on her face.
"Leon," Kara thought to him, using her telepathy. "Are you okay? ... You don't like her do you, Leon?"
_ "Well... no. No, I don't."Leon replied quite frankly, knowing she was reading his thoughts. _"To be perfectly honest, I think she's a sadist and she scares the life out of me."
_ "Is this just because of that nightmare you've been having? You know that it isn't real, and it still scares you that much?"_
_ "That's because it WAS real, or at least part of it. That woman, she's... she's evil, she has to be. There's no two ways about it."_
"Hey! You two done staring at your breakfast yet?" Joule's voice came out of nowhere, snapping them both back into the present. "Hurry up and eat Kara, we've got class in 20 minutes."
"Oh, jeez, yeah, sorry Joule." Kara replied as she dug back into her food.
The three of them finished eating in near-silence, and then as the two girls got up to leave, Kara leaned over and kissed Leon on the cheek, rubbing her hand over his shoulders as she got up from the table.
"Hey, don't worry so much alright? It's not like you're having to get into the arena today. Meet me and Joule outside Mrs. Amity's class at 11:45, we'll grab lunch and head over to the Main Gym and watch the 300's kick the pokeblocks out of each other. It'll be a nice change of pace, I think." In secret, she slid her tail under the table and over Leon's crotch, making him fidget a little, and then walked off.
"Seeya later, hot stuff." Joule winked at him as she got up and sauntered off, tail held high, giving him and whoever else cared to look a decent view of her hindquarters.
"Sheesh... women." Leon remarked exhaustedly as he finished up his food, wondering what exactly he should do with his day. He was just leaving the mess hall when an answer presented itself, in the form of another 200-level student from his homeroom class, an Ivysaur named Vynce, who saw Leon coming and waved him over with a vine.
"Dude, did you hear about the new guys? I hear they're all huge, powerful, and invincible..."
As Leon was walking over to Vynce, something red came around the corner rather quickly, and before he could react, Leon ran headlong into the second stomach he'd hit today. However, this one didn't go squish and knock Leon down; this one went 'ding' and would have knocked Leon out had he been going any faster.
"Oww, man, again?! Who in the bleedin' hell did I run into this-" The Charmeleon looked up again, this time seeing a pair of cold, narrowed yellow eyes, huge red pincers, and a nasty looking pair of wings standing over him. "-time..."
"Jeez kid, be careful, will ya?" A mellow, somewhat raspy voice emanated from the Scizor standing over him, and after shaking his head a little, sending his headband fluttering, he wandered off quickly towards the mess hall.
"Oh, man..." Leon was baffled, as this was the biggest bug he had ever encountered, and it was made of freaking STEEL! He felt a pair of cold appendages under his shoulders, pulling him aside and helping him stand. "Thanks, Vynce. Ooh, my head..."
"L-l-l-leon?" Vynce stuttered nervously, "I... didn't... do... that..."
"What?" Leon blinked at the Ivysaur, a little confused. "Well then who did?" He looked behind him, and all the color left his face, as he was standing right by the biggest, most terrifying Haunter he'd ever laid eyes on. Leon lost feeling in his legs, and fell again, away from the ghost and up against the wall of lockers beside him.
"Do not worry, young one." The Haunter said, his voice was dry and airy, and his accent was awkward and hard to place. "Pay no mind to Paki; he cares for very little, but he means no harm." The ghost-type turned and pointed down the hall. "Him though... him you should be watchful of."
"Holy Jirachi... who is that?!" Leon squeaked out in a half-whisper, not sure if he should even be daring to talk to the ghost. Before them appeared a massive blue figure, rumbling down the hallway toward the mess hall, towering near the 10 foot ceiling... and wearing a funny little Snorlax cap that would have been cute, were it not worrisome.
"That, youngling, is Nitro, our de-facto leader. He is a good man to have as friend, but quite... troubling, should you find him to be your opponent." The ghost almost snickered as he said the last part. "He has had a troubled life, as have we all. Maybe, I think, being here will do some good for him. For me as well maybe, who knows?"
"And... who are you?" Leon sputtered nervously.
"Me? I am known now as Omni, and it is nice to meet you Leon."
"Wha- How do you know my name?!"
"I can read your mind..." The ghost replied spookily.
"R-really?" Leon almost choked on his heart at that point.
"Yes, really." The ghost continued normally, chuckling again. "But I didn't have to, I heard your friend Vynce there call you Leon. See you around, boys." At that, the ghost flipped down a pair of black shades and floated off after his compatriots.
Leon picked himself up, straightened himself up a little, and looked around for Vynce, who had apparently run off. He decided to do the same, and find himself a bathroom. Little did he know he'd be seeing those three particular 300-levels again fairly soon.
*****
The day passed fairly quickly, and soon enough, Leon found himself waiting patiently outside Mrs. Amity's class. 'Calendria Amity, 200 and 300-level Evasion courses.' Her door read. Leon hadn't yet reached the point of enrolling in her course; he was a little ways behind in a couple more important areas, so he'd been placed elsewhere. Next semester, though, he expected he'd be in here, dodging and rolling around like mad, trying like hell to avoid random feet and tails aimed for his crotch. Again, he shook his head, trying to avoid thinking about that subject for now. As he turned back to the door, he saw class ending, and then the students leaving. Some of them were in rough shape, but others, like Kara and Joule oddly, looked as though they didn't have a scratch on them.
"I don't get it, Kara. Your dodging ability is psychotic! I mean, Psychic or not, nobody should be able to perfectly dodge three attacks at once. Hell, I didn't even dodge three at once, and I'm like, three or four times faster on my feet than you!" Joule complained, though she looked like she had done pretty damned well to Leon.
"Mrs. Amity thinks I have a talent for it, or so she says. Just be glad we didn't get any field work this time, would've ruined our weekend for us. Oh hey, Leon!" The Kadabra waved to him, smiling again.
The three of them made for the mess hall again, chattering about this and that on the way, and Leon pretending to trip and fall upon seeing Ms. Payne walking away from the teacher's lounge toward them. They sat back at their table, and seemingly things were just going to be normal and boring again until...
*CRASH!* "What the bleeding hell, man?!"
A quick murmur ran through the mess hall, and when Leon, Joule and Kara got on top of their table to see what was going on, they saw a Blastoise chick, marked clearly as a 300-level and covered in the remains of her food, squaring off against and bringing her Hydro Cannons to bear on a Loudred guy, who was obviously a little terrified and shaking his hands at the much larger female. She pumped her fists at the crowd around them, and they all started chanting "fight, fight!" which made her smile somewhat evilly. The poor Loudred didn't have anywhere to run, so he squared off against her right back, still trembling. The crowd hushed a bit, waiting for someone to twitch, for either of them to start the throwdown, and kept waiting for what seemed like either a few hours or a few seconds. Something made a noise, and the larger Female stepped forward quickly to make her attack, the whooshing sound of high-pressure water ringing out for a split second.
In the blink of an eye, the fight was over, canceled by the faculty as a direct violation of school rules. The Loudred stood, confused, wet, and shaking a little, behind Coach Genghis, the head of Physical Education and lead Combat Tutor, who stood over the recently felled Blastoise femme. By the trail of sparkles from whence the Kangaskhan had come, Leon guessed that he had socked her in the jaw with Comet Punch, a potent move from a very competent warrior.
"Alright, break it up, you lot! Go back to your food or you'll all face the same!" The crowd immediately dispersed, and Coach Genghis could be heard shouting further. "Alright, Little Miss Super Soaker, what have you been told about picking fights with the 200s?! Are you really that THICK, or are you just doing it to piss me off?! You know every time one of you 300s pulls a stupid stunt like this, it makes ME look incompetent?! I mean ARCEUS, girl! I swear if I end up doing paperwork because of this, you're going to be running the gauntlet until *I* get tired!" He dragged the semi-conscious turtle away, ranting the entire way off out of earshot.
"Holy crap, that was close..." Leon wiped his forehead, worried for a moment that he was going to witness a slaughter. "You know, that's the fourth time I've seen a fight like that has been stopped *just* in the nick of time?"
"Yeah, it's getting intense, the teachers are apparently pushing the 300s so far, that they're starting to push back in any way they can. I hear that they're so sick of kicking the crap out of each other that they're trying to rally for changes to the school constitution or something." Joule was apparently up to date on the latest scuttlebutt.
"It's kind of depressing, if you think about it." Kara looked a little down. "I mean, it really doesn't provide much incentive for us 200s to get any better, if all we have to look forward to is the severe beatings they seem to hand out on a twice-daily basis at the 300 level..."
"Oh lord, speaking of beatings, we'd better get to the gym if we don't wanna end up missing the first match." Leon wasn't 100% about watching a bunch of bigger guys than him have their jewels stomped stupid by a bunch of girls that much bigger than him as well, but he wanted to spend time with Kara, and if she got her kicks watching the brutality, so be it.
******
"Oooh, that had to hurt! Primeape lands a vicious Cross-Chop, and Blaziken isn't looking 100%!"
"Grrrr, BLAZE!"
*WHUD* "OOK!"
"Oh, heavens! A full power Blaze Kick, and a money shot to boot! That critical hit is gonna leave a mark, you can be sure of that! Primeape appears to be down, we're gonna need the medics in here! That's another win for the Female side, as Blaziken defeats Primeape in high style! Stay tuned folks, we're approaching the end of today's 300-level Differential Advantage demonstration, down to one member from both current teams..."
"Oooh man, that doesn't even LOOK any good, Arceus only knows how bad it must feel..." Leon found himself curling up again, protecting his crotch, feeling the umpteenth sympathy pang for the unlucky losing male. "I can't believe this crap, man... only 3 male victories all afternoon, and all of them were narrow, despite having type on their side!"
"Obviously type isn't everything, then, is it Leon?" Kara seemed cold almost, her calculating attitude seemingly so out of touch with the utter devastation they had been witnessing all afternoon. "If one possesses such an obvious vulnerability, the best strategy would be to protect it at all costs, or hone your skills to the point where the weakness isn't so obvious. Exploitation of weakness is nothing new; it's the same concept as pitting a stronger type against an opponent. The only reason I can tell why boys bitch about this one so much, aside from the pain of course, is that it can be used to overcome even the most extreme type disadvatages."
"Are you even LISTENING to yourself Kara?! It's not just painful, its dangerous! I mean, how would you like it if I had the ability to punch you in the lungs or appendix without any resistance?" Leon's outrage seemed to fall on deaf ears with the psychic, but Joule grinned and nudged him playfully.
"Oh lay off Leon, you're not the one out there having your spuds smushed. Besides, I know from experience that your 'weaknesses' happen to be quite fun when applied liberally..." She was blushing again, so badly her frill was sparking now.
"Oh don't you even start with me, Joule. I'm never letting you get that close again, I couldn't walk for nearly a week after you paralyzed me and let those other girls stomp me half-flat..." The Charmeleon shuddered a little, still harboring a grudge against the sadistic Sneasel who came within a breath of rendering him sterile for good.
"Oh come on, you big baby, you weren't complaining when you were getting all static-y with me before that..." The Jolteon let her paw slide over Leon's thigh, making him flinch.
"Joule, you'd better-"
"Quiet, Chatterbox is about to start the next match." Kara interrupted, and when Leon looked over at her, he noticed her blushing a little, unsure as to why.
"Alright, alright, alright! Last battle between Team Beak-ini and Team Matters! So far, it's a one-sided contest, 2-0 Beak-ini, with Blaziken and Azumarill taking their opponents down fast and hard! Let's see if Beak-ini's Team Leader Empoleon will have the same kind of luck against Team Matters' heaviest hitter, and type-advantage in this bout, Machamp!"
"Now see, this ought to be a sure-fire win for Machamp, he's got type AND strength AND size over her! But you just wait..." Leon trailed off a little, brushing Joule's wandering paw away again.
"Okay, we're all set, contenders on the field, its go time! The two are circling each other now, waiting for the other to make a move. Machamp steps back, and uses his Focus Energy! Good tactic, buffing his advantage to assure a one-shot victory, that should put his critical attack power into the near-300 point range! Empoleon counters with... Double Team! Oh man, this match just got interesting, Empoleon's evasion is up, thanks to Double Team's illusions! Now it's back to the face-off, and Machamp's speed lets him act first once again! He comes in swinging for a devastating Brick Break... but alas! Nobody home but floor! Empoleon counters with Bubblebeam! A solid hit, but it looks like it'll take more than that to put Machamp down!"
A loud roar of aggravation can be heard from the huge fighting type, who rushes across the arena at full speed at his foe.
"Oh man, I know that attack, Machamp uses Close Combat! OH NO! It missed!! The counter is incoming, it's on target and-"
A loud whirr is heard, as well as a disheartening, sickening crunch, followed by a bellow of utter mind-wrenching pain and anguish from the helpless fighting-type.
"-DAMN! Quick, Medics, now now now!! Empoleon's Drill Peck lands right on the button, and the critical hit sends Machamp off to the medical ward for the foreseeable future! That's it folks, another clean sweep, and quite a few nasty surprises from the incomparable Team Beak-ini! Well, we're down to the wire here, ladies and gents, Six remain, three Male, three Female, two teams, and one huge bucket of buttkicking still to come, grab your popcorn and hurry back, the last matches of the day are next!!"
"Owww, Arceus damn it!!" Leon felt a wave of nausea hit him like it had that day those few weeks ago, and he curled down around himself tightly, groaning and clenching his hands tightly but gingerly around himself.
"Jeez Leon, you'd swear it was you out there getting owned..." Joule was joking around of course, but Leon simply growled/groaned at her in exasperation. "Aww, poor ickle baby, do you need a certain psychic to kiss it all better?" She giggled and patted Leon's back lightly.
"Joule, you incorrigible pervert, keep your dirty thoughts to yourself!" Kara suddenly became sentient again, and whirled around at her friend, red all over her face, her tail flicking here and there angrily.
"No, no Kara... It's alright..." Leon sat up again, still a little green, but determined not to let his girlfriend fight his battles for him. "Have your laugh Joule, you have every reason, I guess. Who knows, once we're up at that level, knowing my luck, it'll probably be you who gets to do that to me, and I'll just bet you'll be as thrilled as that Empoleon chick was..." Leon made sure his bitterness was not only obvious, but full of enough bile to make Joule's ears flatten against her head and turn away.
"Alright folks, grab your seats, it's time for the main event! This time, we really mean that, as School Favorites Team Girlpower, led by our own Coach Genghis' daughter, Kandy, take on the rumored newcomers, the mysterious Team Perdidor! Let's meet the challengers! First up, the team's sweeper and resident speed demon, Paki the Scizor!"
Leon's eyes bugged out of his head a little at the name. He watched, mouth agape as the same giant Red Bug he'd literally run into earlier stepped out onto the gym floor and sat on the bench, tightening his red bandana.
"Up next, another powerhouse and ancient Kanto legend, tamed it seems, and here before us now... Omni, the mythical Giant Haunter!"
Again Leon felt his chin scrape the floor as he watched the ghost float out and adjust his shades as he sat on the bench by the bug.
"Finally, last but by no means least, Team Perdidor's tank, bruiser, team leader and our newest resident Shiny, a truly massive specimen, even for his kind... let's hear it for Nitro, the Shiny Dragonite! In a moment, the lineup for the first match!"
"Guys... you're never gonna believe this, but I *met* those three earlier today!" Leon had apparently forgotten the thudding pain in his genitals and the twist of nausea, in favor of utter shock and disbelief at this point as he watched the towering Blue dragon take his seat on the bench as well, still wearing the Snorlax cap from earlier.
"Wow... what a strange turn of events." Kara knew Leon wasn't lying, and now she was undeniably curious about these fearsome new students.
"Jeez Leon, fanboy moment much?" Joule jabbed, to little response.
"Man... look at them. They're all huge and stuff..." Leon was, in fact, having a severe fanboy moment, because he somehow knew these three weren't like most of the other 300s, but he couldn't place why just then.
"Alright folks, we've got our first match, and the fighters are... Paki of Team Perdidor versus Girafine from Team Girlpower! What a lucky break, Bug/Steel versus Psychic/Normal! Paki looks to be a huge type advantage in this one! Combatants are on the field, judges and refs are in place, Medics are standing by... It's GO time!!"
By the time the cheers from the crowd had died down a mere few moments later, Paki was behind the fallen Girafarig, panting a little, with small drops of blood dripping from his claws.
"Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa!! Hold on a tick, what in Arceus' name just happened here?! Judges are calling for a Mr. Mime Mimic Instant replay!"
The audience watched, captivated, as the Mr. Mimes acted out the blinding series of events. First, the Scizor had dashed in, blades flared, and gotten off a successful False Swipe as Girafine fired off a mistimed Confusion. Paki then proceeded to hit with Guillotine, Silver Wind, and X-scissor in rapid succession, causing Girafine to flinch twice during as much somehow, and gashing deep gouges into her hide at random intervals, all at extremely dangerous points.
"...Wow. Unbelievable as it is, folks, Judges are scoring that as a Legal Victory in 4 turns, Paki wins by KO. The Medics have already taken Girafine to the Medical Ward, and I think we all wish her the best, and a speedy recovery. Bad luck for the school favorites, but a huge display of raw power thus far from Team Perdidor! Up next, we have Omni versus Jubilee, an interesting matchup! Omni has a decent chance in this match if he plays it straight, but this announcer is gonna have to give the type advantage to Jubilee, the Magmar, and her astounding Heat-based arsenal! Combatants are on the field, Medics are on standby, judges are ready once more... Its GO time!"
The competitors circled for a moment, sizing each other up, neither wanting to give up the edge, or give away their first move.
"The tension mounts as the two warriors circle, both must know that a single mistake could cost them the match! Here comes Omni, lashing out with a quick Nightshade! A solid hit, but the return looks just as hard, Jubilee uses Fire Blast!"
The crowd roars for a moment, as it appears Omni is in for some hurt, but he suddenly vanishes, and reappears on the other side of the gym floor, unharmed.
"Boy, I dunno what that was about, but Jubilee's attack missed, and now Omni closes the gap... for a Lick!! Oh man, that's gonna turn the tide, I'd wager! Jubilee is paralyzed! She can't move! Omni comes back in for a vicious Shadow Punch! Jubilee manages to get one off... and it's Fire Spin!"
The audience roars again as the field is swept with a vortex of swirling flames almost 30 feet high, and the ghost type looks around, seemingly a little worried.
"Now it's back to Omni, who unleashes Shadow Ball!! Oh man, what a shot, that had to hurt... ah, but Jubilee restores health using her Sitrus berry! That'll help some... but she's feeling the paralysis again, she can't get a move off in time! Omni takes the stack damage from Fire Spin, that can't feel too great... Looks like this could be it, folks, Omni's closing in for the winning stroke!"
The audience gasps as the Ghost sprints over in front of the Fire-type, fist cocked back and about to strike... but then stops short, grinning a little and lowering his fist as he speaks.
"Oh come now..." He lowers his shades for a moment, grinning a little at the Magmar female. "Surely you do not believe I would hit an innocent, helpless little girl, do you?"
"R-really?" The female looked up at him, a surprised look on her face at apparently being shown mercy... until her pupils narrowed and her eyes went huge at the impact of a cold, stony fist meeting her unsuspecting groin at about 45 miles an hour. At that point, she crumpled up around her injured flower, groaning pathetically, to a unanimous groan from the audience.
"No, my dear... not really." The Haunter pushed his shades back up and started to float away.
"You..." The female squeaked pathetically. "You... bastard..."
"Really, my child, you should feel privileged... you see, that was the only way you could ever get me to hit that..."
"OH SNAP! That's just adding insult to injury, and I do mean injury, as the medics rush her off to the medical ward! It looked like she was about to use Overheat, but it seems the strain was too much, and she fainted on us... meaning Omni is the winner! Two straight victories for Team Perdidor, now let's see if their fearless leader can make it a clean sweep! Next Match, Nitro vs Kandy Khan! Leader versus leader! Drama, excitement, action! It doesn't get much better than this, peeps!"
The crowd gets quite excited as Kandy does her entrance bit, showboating and prancing around all willy nilly, seemingly quite unaware of the beast she was about to be facing. Having finished, she squared off across from the Dragonite who had been standing in his position the whole time, all business and ready to get to work.
"Okay, fight fans, here it goes, the final match of the day, and no clear type advantage, so your guess is as good as mine! If Nitro is anywhere near as powerful as we've seen from his teammates, he's going to give us one hell of a show, whether he wins OR loses! Plus, Kandy never disappoints, her matches always end spectacularly, whether good or bad for her is simply a matter of timing! So what say we light this candle, eh? Medics on standby, judges ready, the crowd's on the edge of their seats... ITS GO TIME!"
Immediately, the two competitors start moving, and Nitro takes off high into the air, to unfortunately little effective end.
"Looks like Nitro's a bit impatient, starting things off with a big one, going with Fly! But wait! Kandy counters with Dig! Ingenious maneuver, as she forces Nitro to land and deal with her on more even terms! Nitro's on the ground again, and no sign of Kandy yet..."
A moment or so later, a crack is heard, and a fist shoots up from the ground, followed by the rest of Kandy Khan, and the fist meets Nitro's groin, and somewhere in the stands, a young Charmeleon can be heard screaming 'Aw, damn it!' That is, until, the Dragonite simply looks down at the smaller female, growls, and Headbutts the ever-loving bejeezus out of the stunned female. After which, the same Charmeleon can be heard again.
"YES!" Leon couldn't quite help himself, he'd seen it happen, the 'ultimate weakness' turned on its head, and a guy resisting a nut shot. 'But is he still virile is the question...' Leon wondered, and turned his thoughts back to the match.
"Whoa, look out! What seemed to be a critical hit is simply not very effective, and Nitro's Headbutt has left Kandy somewhat stunned, flinching from the sudden pain! Here comes the hurt... and oh MAN!"
The announcer and the whole of the audience all had the same reaction to the next move; Nitro had dashed in, grabbed the helpless female around the waist, jumped up high, and landed with his right knee between her legs, pummeling her most sensitive area with a merciless Atomic Drop. Nobody could help a groan or shout of sympathy for the poor girl, but the match continued.
"Mother of Manaphy, that Seismic Toss had to be the most painful I've seen in years, and Kandy's left hurting big time! Ah, so like I thought, she's using rest to regain that lost strength! Back to full health and status, but asleep for a bit."
"A stupid move, girl..." The dragonite rumbled in exasperation. "A very, very stupid move, and the mistake will cost you dearly."
"Uh oh, looks like Nitro believes in no rest for the wicked, as it were, because here co-OH NO!"
The crowd and the announcer alike watched in horrified silence as Nitro followed up Kandy's rest with not one, but TWO more Atomic Drop Seismic Tosses, leaving Kandy obviously badly beaten, but somehow or other, she awoke shortly thereafter, moaning and curling up in worse pain than she had been in before. A roar and flashing of energy around the mouth of Nitro signaled the approach of the end of the match, Hyper Beam.
"OH GIRATINA!! Somebody stop this!! He's gonna use Hyper Beam! He's... He's gonna..."
As if on cue, Ms. Payne stepped out onto the field, in front of Kandy's helpless form, and raised a hand toward Nitro signaling him to stop.
"Oh no..." Omni saw from the sidelines what was about to happen, and as he brought Paki's attention to the match, he called out to Ms. Payne, albeit in vain. "You fool!! Get away from there, he cannot stop once he has begun that technique!!" Seeing no movement, Omni and Paki both rushed from the bench toward their teammate.
The sound of Hyper Beam tearing through reality rang out, but a split second or so after the beam itself left Nitro's mouth, his teammates were upon him, knocking his attack away from its targets. This did little to help the Nidoqueen and Kangaskhan across the field though, as the minute fraction of the attack they did receive was still enough to throw them both into the wall behind them, scorched from pure energy discharge across most of the right side of their bodies. The rest of the attack impacted and faded against the protective audience barriers, and as the smoke cleared, the arena was a little dark, and Omni could be seen standing over Ms. Payne, looking as though he were about to strike her.
"YOU! You insipid, moronic, incompetent..." He seethed for a moment more, before lowering his hand again, boring holes into the barely conscious Nidoqueen with the malignant, deep, white-sunken black dots he called eyes. "No, you are not worth the trouble... and your error will be more than punishment enough." With that, he pushed his shades back up, and vanished, back into the locker room with his teammates but nobody else knew or saw where.
"..."
The announcer said nothing more, as the medics had long since rushed the two unlucky females to the emergency ward, and the crowd, murmuring quietly, was quickly filing out of the gym, and back to their respective dormitories.
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Inspired by Poiu's Pokemon Ballbusting stories. So, I guess Joule, Kara, Leon, and Ms. Payne are (C) Poiupoiu
Rest of them are (C) ME