Re: «Battle Writing Tournament» The Dragon Games ~ First round is on!
Wow, forgot how much I loved writing for tournaments. Enjoy!
Living in the Shadows
Seems like only yesterday
Life belong to runaways
Nothing here to see, no looking back
Every sound monotone
Every color monocrome
Life begin to fade into the black
Such a simple animal
Steralized with alcohol
I could hardly feel me anymore
Desperate, meaningless
All filled up with emptiness
Felt like everything was said and done
I lay there in the dark, I close my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive
My eyes slowly opened, as I noticed that I had once again passed out, listening to my iPod, in the middle of a crowded area. Some passer-by was giving me an odd look while others took a double glance. The last thing I wanted to do was attract attention to myself at this point. I gathered my belongings groggily and managed to pick myself up from the bench I had passed out on.
I looked down at my watch.
Quarter to 5, wow, I was out for a while... Might be time I go pick up the guys and go in for more training I thought to myself, as I started to walk towards the center.
“Good evening Mr. Lavigne, here to pick up Macedon and Rex?” The lovely nurse proclaimed from behind the counter. “Word to the wise, may want to start with kiddy pools for this little guy.” She finished, pointing to Rex as he turned around and stuck his tongue out at her.
“I’ll take it under consideration, thanks.”
Macedon and Rex came around the counter and joined up with me. I searched through my bag and brought out a piece of chocolate and some yogurt for each of them.
The crowded area I was standing in went suddenly silent, everyone turning their attention to the television. A match was finalizing.
“...And with those last few swipes, Raini takes out Kartzel with some devastating blows. I haven’t seen those kinds of exchanges in a very long time Bob, quite the match that just happened here!
“Right Harry, those were some vicious hits lashed out at the end, but what a battle none the less! Quite an impressive display from both Pokemon!”
“Stay tuned with us folks on the EBPN, we’ll be back with the next match from the first day of the first round!”
And with that, people cheered and then went back on to their business and routines. I looked down at my partners. Rex was excited, looking in every which direction while Macedon was quiet, reserved.
“Alright boys, I wanted to get some more training done for you both, but it seems the tournament has already started, so I think we are going to head in early, what do you two think?” Rex gave an excited agreeing nod, while Macedon gave an emphatic one.
Something’s up with Mace right now... I thought, as I gave him a glance
The three of us made our way to the flight centre. I walked up to the counter and flashed my trainer’s card. The lady behind the counter lent me a Pokéball.
“Enjoy your flight! Please leave the Pokémon at the front desk when you get to the floating island.” She gleefully mentioned.
“Wait. What? Floating Island? I don’t remember a Floating Island in Caledor?” I retorted.
“Oh yes! It’s the brand new battle stadium, quite the sight to behold”
“Wow... I’ve been gone for way too long...” I muttered under my breath
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I hadn’t felt the cool breeze of the air like this in a long time, high above in the sky, on top of the saddled Aerodactyl. The cool and thin air gave me plenty of time to think out possible strategies, moves and other non-sense for my first round match.
Being this high up also reminded me of the simpler times, when I didn’t have to rent out a Pokémon to get to where I wanted to go. Bahamut would soar at lightning fast speeds, nearly breaking Mach One, just to get us where we needed to go, as fast as possible.
In the distance, a large structure caught my eye. The Aerodactyl started to wail out, indicating that this was where we were headed. The giant floating platform was something that easily took my breath away. What was more intimidating was that even though we were a kilometre or so away from the floating behemoth, I could hear the deafening noises of cheers and cries coming from the stadiums. My blood was pumping, my heart beating strong. I had forgotten the feel of being in a tournament, one that was nationally revered as the top one.
With a sudden burst of energy, the fossil Pokémon bolted to our destination. Macedon and Rex were both holding on for dear life behind me. Both were trying to get a glimpse ahead at what was in store for them. The closer we got, the louder it got.
Finally, the Aerodactyl landed on the strip and gently let us down before putting himself back in the Pokéball. Our trio made our way to the rental office where I gladly returned our friend. For a split second though, I almost felt like keeping the rock / flying type, could have been a good addition to the team.
With our friend returned, I asked for directions to the registration office to sign in. The kind lady at the desk pointed out the direction I was to go towards, and I promptly went that way. Walking on the tournament grounds, I could see the festivities in full bloom. Vendors all over the place, trying to sell memorabilia and refreshments. The odd scalper here and there, trying to get rid of their tickets for already pre-determined matches. Families enjoying their time together. Trainers and their teams preparing for their inevitable battles.
Finally at the registration counter, I gave my trainer’s card, only to find out that my first match would be in an hour or so. This gave me little prep time with Macedon. The gentleman behind the counter informed me that the trainer’s room 34A in the stadium was ready for me and that I could go and get ready there. All I had to do was go through the trainer’s door and go from there.
“Good Luck Mr. Lavigne! I’m sure you’ll do just as great as you did in the first Dragon Games!” Great, he had to go and say that out loud...
People started to stare, not only at me, but at my 2 adjacent Pokémon, as we made our way to the trainers’ entrance. I didn’t want to attract any attention to myself or my team, as I already noticed that Macedon was uncomfortable with the situation. Rex absolutely loved the attention; the gazing eyes of everyone looking at all of us made him feel special.
Getting to the front gate, I noticed all the people marching in and out of the stadium. There had to easily be ten thousand people in there. I veered to the right and made my way to the trainer’s entrance, where I pulled out my trainer’s card once more and made my way in.
“32B... 33A... 33B... Ah, here we go, 34A” I said, walking into the room.
A fruit and food basket was on the table, while a white couch was in the corner, with a flat screen mounted to the wall, showing the latest match going on. I turned to Macedon, seeing him sitting in the corner, alone, staring at the TV and looking intently.
“Macedon, you alright bud? You don’t seem like yourself right now...” speaking with a concerned tone.
Macedon looked up, plenty of worry in his eyes. He seemed nervous and distressed by this match. His inexperience in big matches like this was showing. He seemed at un-ease.
“Look, Macedon, I just want you to do your best at this, win or lose, you know I’ll be proud of you. I don’t see why you have to be so nervous about this. It’s just a match like any other; you just have to remind yourself of that.” That was my attempt at a pep talk, and unfortunately, it didn’t seem to put Macedon at rest. He just kept his eyes fixed at the TV, looking at the match.
Rex was looming around, seemingly throwing comments here and there and putting Macedon more at an un-rested state.
“Rex, will you quit it!” I howled, as I gave him a piece of chocolate. The pup went onto the couch to devour his snack. I turned back to see that Macedon was just observing the match on the television, attempting to understand what he was getting himself into. He still had that nervous look on his face. I decided to leave him alone for a bit, let him calm his nerves, as I sat down on the couch, grabbing a snack for myself.
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<Macedon>
“... And what a turn of events! Mossy with an incredible display of power, taking down Kneecaps with that last jolt of electricity! Bob, I haven’t seen this kind power on display in ages, have you?”
“Nope, can’t say I have Harry! What a fight!”
“And with that fight over, the field will be cleaned up and prepared for the next match, which promises to be a doozy!”
“That’s right Harry! Next up is quite a treat, with a returning veteran coming back into the folds of competition. The first ever champion of the Dragon Games, Alex Lavigne, is back after a 7 plus year hiatus.”
“Rumour has it that he is using a brand new team these days. Unheard of, from our standpoint, for an old champion. Who can forget that memorable championship match in 2002 between Mystic and Machamp...” click
With that, the screen turned black, my heart pounding at a mile a minute. I felt nauseous at this point. I looked back and saw Alex holding a little black controller and placing it down on the table in front of him.
“I don’t think you need to see that bud, I’m here with you tonight, and we are doing this together.” He said in a rather calm voice.
Rex was dozing off on the couch at this point, having eaten his entire chocolate bar then getting into the fruit basket and the mini cold storage box. Apparently Alex didn’t like the fact that Rex found his way into this cold box, saying something along the lines of how expensive the items in the said box were.
A knock could be heard at the door as Alex went to check up on it.
“You are up sir. Time for your match” The man said at the door. Alex turned his attention to me and gave me a nod of confidence, then walked to Rex and woke him up.
“Let’s go Macedon, it’s time.” He said, taking a step outside the room. I followed suit with Rex next to me. My stomach felt like it wanted to jump out of my mouth at this point. I was shaking the entire walk down the tunnel.
The sounds were getting louder and louder, as I could see the light in the distance. Nearing the opening, crowds of people were being held back by metal gates. Alex just passed by them all, not really acknowledging them. Rex loved the attention at this point, taking a few seconds to take poses so that people could take pictures. I just raced past them.
Ten thousand people! All cheering loudly as we all made our entrances. My ear drums vibrated from the deafening screams. My knees were getting weak, my head getting light. Alex turned around and saw my predicament. He came back to see me and kneeled in front of me.
“Macedon, listen to me. The only thing you can do now is drown out the noise. Just think like it’s you and me, in the middle of a field, and our opponents. No one else is around us.” The ironic part of it all was that his encouraging words were being drowned out by the chants of the crowd.
I looked up and around, noticing a giant picture screen, showing a picture of myself, then a picture of Alex. Videos started to go through the screen, old footage of a match between an Espeon and an Aerodactyl. Old footage of a match between the same Espeon and a Machamp came up next. The montage ended with a video of Alex holding up the Espeon on his right shoulder, a giant trophy and light blue egg in front of him.
...And Alex and Mystic have done it! They have won the inaugural Dragon Games! What a match ladies and gentleman! The sounds of the old footage boomed across the stadium. I felt sick again, nervous.
“Macedon!” Alex screamed as he was in his trainer’s box. I walked up to my trainer. Rex was sitting next to him on the ground. “Just go out there and do your best... you know... take it... go out there... your all...” Every time he spoke, all I could grab were glimpses, as the crowd was just drowning out anything that he was saying.
I didn’t know if I wanted to do this anymore. Too high of expectations were left on my shoulders, too much to live up to. I gave one last look of discontent at Alex, to no avail, as he pointed to the field with a smile. I unwillingly nodded and made my way onto the field.
Alex’s trainer box started to rise. Rex looked down, grinning, waving at me. Oh how I loathe you right now... you have no idea how much this is killing my nerves right now.
I stared across the field to see another human, a male, I presumed probably of the same age as Alex. His box was also rising, yet no opponent was released in front of me yet.
The field was rocky all over, boulders and soft sand. I started to assert my situation. I didn’t know my opponent, but I knew how the field worked, what I could use for cover, what I could use for offense. I was planning my moves, trying to calculate what exactly I could do in tight situations.
“Prime, it’s time.” The opponent said, releasing his ball from his hand, as it landed on the ground, revealing an ape. I had seen this type of Pokémon before, an Aipom. He slowly sat down in the dirt, crossing his legs and closing his eyes.
“Trainer’s, are you ready?” The man standing in the middle of the field said. Both Alex and his opponent nodded. “Pokémon, are you ready?” I hesitantly raised my hand, while the Aipom raised his emphatically, eyes still shut.
“And here... We...”
Round 1
Macedon Lv15 v. Prime Lv15!
“Go...” The man in the middle said, his green flags that were raised above his head fell to his side.
“Prime, start this” the opposing trainer said, in a calm manner.
The monkey sharply opened its eyes, glanced quickly across the field and disappeared in a blur. Before I could even blink, the Aipom appeared in front of me, his tail high in the air, coming down at break neck speed, pounding the ground. The resulting shockwave sent me reeling backwards, crashing into a rock. The entire opening sequence had me in a daze, catching me completely off guard. “Oh”s and “Aw”’s could be heard from the crowd.
And Aipom starts the battle off with a lightning fast Fake Out! Macedon seems dazed and confused! boomed over the loud speakers
Slowly standing myself up, I was confronted once more by a blur as Aipom sped in front of me, tail sliding on the ground. The force of the action sent dirt and sand into my eyes and all over the place, as he kept on speeding, launching more and more earth at me. All I could feel was the burning sensation coursing through my eyes.
I screamed and wailed out in pain, launching multiple Embers in every which way, trying to go by sound instead of sight, to pin point my opponent. My attacks proved fruitless, as it seemed that all I could hit at this point were boulders and fin air with the mucus balls of flame.
The sound of pattering feet grew faint, as I took this moment of inactivity to try and rub out the dirt lodged in the back of my retina.
This monkey is starting to seriously tick me off... I kept repeating to myself, as I could finally start seeing again.
With my eyesight finally returned, all I could see was the Aipom standing right in front of me, grinning from ear to ear. I put up my hands to protect myself, only to be met by the hand on its tail holding me back as its small body hands started to rapidly go over my body. I couldn’t control the sudden urge to laugh, as it seemed I was getting tickled to death. The excruciating pain of the slide splitting laughter overtook my whole body, sending me into a laughing fit.
“Enough, Enough, this isn’t fair!” I started to yell out.
In my spurt of laughter, I started to release black smoggy gasses. The Aipom finally released me as it started to cough and wheeze. The monkey started to take a few steps back from the noxious fumes being produced.
The Aipom sat down onto the ground, cross legged. It started to take in deep breaths, seemingly awaiting its next orders.
“Chop him down Prime.” His trainer said.
Without fail, the monkey opened its eyes and launched himself straight into the air. I looked up only to lose him into the stadium lighting. I took one step back and prepared myself into a defensive stance. The nerves were hitting me again, as I kept my eyes fixed into the night sky. A cool breeze passed through me, as I could sense the Aipom drawing near. Just like that, the long tailed Pokémon came crashing down, its tail high in the air. With one fell swoop, his tail came down faster than his falling body, as it connected with the top of my head.
For a second, all I could see was darkness. My vision returned slowly as I looked in front of me only to notice a distracted monkey, holding its tail in pain, burning. This was my opening.
I raced in, hand cocked backwards, ready to strike. Before the Aipom could even figure out what was happening, I came in, bearing a mean right hook straight to his jaw. The force of the impact sent him reeling backwards, knocking him straight into one of the boulders. The loud Smack could be heard throughout the stadium.
For once in this match, I felt like I was in control! I felt like a new Pokémon! Energy was coursing through me; I seemed to be finding my legs. The crowd, as loud as it was, was getting fainter and fainter to me. The booming sounds coming from the announcement system were also becoming a distant noise. At this moment, I finally felt like I belonged at this stage.
And with that thought, I was brought back down to earth like a thunder strike hitting the ground. Meer millimetres away from my head, a strike of electricity crackled by, barely missing. This made me realise that there was still a match to be fought. My legs started to act like jell-o once more, the crowd’s noises coming back with a deafening shockwave.
“Macedon, do something! Don’t stand there and take that Thunderbolt! Double Team!” I could hear Alex’s screams through the crowd, hollering his commands.
I had little time to react, at my opponent started to move at high speeds. I started to take a few steps, trying to pick up my own speed. The better I could move, the easier it was to set up clones of myself all across the field. 2 clones. 3 clones. 4 clones. Soon, clones of me littered the battlefield, as the Aipom tried vehemently to attack each and every clone. Its tail and hand were coming down hard on every one of myself, only hitting clones. With every attempted hit, it was evident that the burn on its hand was becoming more and more painful.
<Alex
The Aipom finally decided to take a rest, as it seemed useless to waste as much energy trying to catch the right Macedon all while letting the burns on his tail hand damage himself more. This was the opening Macedon needed.
“Macedon, Leer!” I bellowed, looking down at the multiple copies of my pokemon.
Without hesitation, Macedon’s eyes lit up a light blue, as the monkey gazed deep into my fire type’s eyes. The look on his face was priceless, as fear started to creep in on it. Macedon, with every passing second, seemed to be gaining confidence in this match, which was an incredible sign. Now if only he could keep this up for the rest of the match.
“Prime, what are you doing? Seismic Toss, now!” My opponent screamed.
With that, the Aipom snapped out of its daze and rushed towards Macedon. Not expecting the attack, Macedon froze into place, unable to move. Aipom easily locked onto my Pokémon, speeding in and grabbing Macedon with his small arms and holding on tight. With a kung fu grip on Macedon, the monkey’s tail propelled both Pokémon high into the air, almost making them unable to be seen. As they seemed to reach their apex of height, they both started to speed down towards the ground. It seemed a small battle for who would be on top seemed to be going on between both Pokémon. None of them wanted to feel the full impact of the fall. With one quick swipe of his tail, the Aipom returned to the dominant position, before both Pokémon crashed into the rocky field.
...I still can’t believe what I am seeing here Bob! Is this match even happening right now? My god these announcers over the loudspeakers were getting annoying.
I tried to look through the rubble and dust to see what had happened. It finally started to clear out, only to witness that both combatants were standing on their feet, still willing to battle it out.
“Macedon, keep it up, we can finish it! Psychic!”
Macedon readily accepted my order, as his body was surrounded by the familiar dark purple aura. With a loud cry, the fire type released all of his energy outwards, covering the field in a few seconds flat. Dust once again covered the area, making it rather difficult to see what had actually happened between the 2 opponents.
Once the clouds of dirt started to dissipate, it was obvious what had happened. Aipom had put his guard up, launching a Protect attack. The green bubble surrounding the ape was slowly de-materializing. You could notice on the ground that even though the attack was blocked, it definitely pushed back the monkey, as tracks were visible in the dirt where his feet and tail had stabilized him.
With the Protect coming down, I knew this was one of the few chances I had to get Macedon in for a clean hit without any chances of it getting blocked.
“Macedon, Mach...” Before I could even finish my command, Macedon, panting heavily, rushed in at high speeds, and connected with a vicious right hook, followed by a left upper cut.
“Prime, don’t take this, Thunderbolt!”
In such close proximity, there was no way that Macedon could avoid the oncoming attack. The force of the electrical surge sent him flying back into my raised trainer’s box. I grabbed the railing in front of me and leaned over to look down. Macedon was hurt, badly. I could hear his heavy panting over the loud crowd, as they started to chant on:
”Aipom... Aipom... Aipom...”
I started to block out the noises from around and concentrated on my Pokémon, pleading Macedon to get up, to give it one last shot. The referee rushed to our side of the field, his left arm rose, waiting to make the call.
<Macedon>
Ai... Pom... Aipom... The sounds were faint, yet that was all that I could hear from the crowd.
“Ma... get u... you can’t...” I could slightly hear Alex screaming from above. I had little energy left at this point.
All I could think of at this point was the disappointment I was being to Alex. I had let him down. All the images that were displayed at the beginning of the match on that giant screen of Alex winning his old matches with his old Pokémon kept flooding my mind, putting more doubt.
What a turn of events! The past champion and his Pokémon seem to be down for the count in this match folks, I don’t think Macedon will be getting up from that close up Thunderbolt! It seemed as though my hearing was returning at this point. I could start to hear the annoying noises of the man over the announcement speakers.
”Macedon, get up! You can’t lose this! Give it one last shot!” I could finally hear Alex completely at this point, as my eyes started to open. I gave a quick stare upwards. I could see the worried look on his face. I couldn’t let him down. I had to give it one last shot as he put it so well.
What’s this! Macedon seems to be getting up! The referee is putting down his flag, indicating that both Pokémon are still capable of fighting! Incredible Harry!
I rolled myself over and planted my arms on the ground. I raised myself, slowly, using the force in my hands and arms to bring myself to my feet. I hazily looked across to see the field to see the Aipom picking himself up from the ground as well, panting heavily and clutching its burnt tail.
It has to end now!
I took a step forward. A sharp pain rose throughout my body, yet I ignored it. I started to suck in air and collected mucus. The Aipom, finally on its feet, started to charge an electrical ball between his hands, preparing another Thunderbolt.
Both attacks were launched at the same time, connecting in the middle of the field. The pure energy that was released from the connections of the attack created a mini explosion, sending dust and dirt all over the field. The shockwave was felt quite instantaneously, making me back up a few inches. I started to launch more and more Embers through the cloud of dirt.
The dust settled quickly, as I spotted across the field the Aipom once again preparing another Thunderbolt. I took one step back, bracing myself for the surge of electricity that would connect.
Suddenly, a look of shock and surprise came across the monkey’s face, as his attack was abruptly interrupted. A loud scream could be heard, as its tail seemed to be catching on fire. The burn damage had taken its toll, as the Aipom finally collapsed onto the ground, unable to handle the pain no more.
The crowd erupted into frenzy...
Macedon has done it! Unbelievable folks! This was one for the ages!
And then darkness...
<Alex>
I looked down to see Macedon. I still couldn’t believe what had just happened. The little guy gave it his all and hopefully it would prove to be enough.
My trainer’s box started to slowly lower, yet I couldn’t wait as I jumped down, making it onto the battlefield, just in time to catch an exhausted Magby. His body was lukewarm at best. I grabbed him in my arms and cradled him. This little guy had grown so much in the past little while, and to give it his all like this, made it unbelievable.
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Macedon the Magby(Lvl 15) battled Prime the Aipom (Lvl 15) and won.
Macedon grew to level 17 and learned Faint Attack.
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