Hmmmm, well i finally made a contesthsipping fiction of my own, and it took me a while to get everything together as I want to make the pilot/prlogue impressive.
So when writing this fic i really wanted to brake the contestshipping mould. Not sure if i did, but i''ll try either way. Not sure if they're will be chapters or episodes, the flow may be contradicitng itself at times.
BIG thanks to Juny, who wihtout i may have started this fic full of plotholes and spelling earros. hehe the titles are done ANTM style and yes there are some new pokémon. ET VIOLA FOLKS!
“I’ll beat you someday!”-Pilot – The rivals who want to duke it out!
In a bustling city on high ground overlooking the ocean, a contest had just finished and people- viewers and coordinators alike were flooding out. Drew made a small step out of the building and took a breath of fresh air. Looking confident he began to slowly stroll away. However, he was followed. “Drew!” A voice yelled. Drew immediately turned his head to face the direction of the voice, were he saw May. She was panting as if she had just chased Drew and pointed one finger at him. There was a long stare between the two rivals “Drew, I will beat you someday! I will!” May cried.
Drew turned his head away from her. “You say that all the time, yet you can never live up to it. So am I supposed to be surprised?” he responded. Drew began to walk away with May glaring at him in the distance.
“You’re supposed to be… uhm, afraid?” May said softly and confused, knowing Drew couldn’t hear. She growled. “I will beat you,” she said, about to cry.
All the exiting contestants could hear the announcer’s voice echo through some outside loudspeakers. “Thanks again for coming and let’s keep the area clean. And heck, let’s give Drew our winner one final applause ladies and gentleman!” All people inside and outside of the hall began to clap and cheer. May tried to smile, but just couldn’t.
It had always been in May’s desperation to defeat Drew in the heat of a contest, yet she could never pull through in the time of need. Today she swore would be different. It was the morning before the Bonsai Forest contest and both May and Drew would be entering. The morning had arrived in the forest and it was that typical beauty shining skies. May stood in the middle of a ‘delta’ of stone pathways passing through parts of the forest Co-coordinators flooded through, resting on benches, training or just walking around. At the end, far from May, was a big contest hall in which more people were crowded. May, with all the determination in the world, glared down at the hall and took a deep breath, ready to train.
May tried to feel like the world was letting it all out for her to relax herself. She clenched a pokéball from her belt and took it high into the air. Taking a breath, May then hurled the pokéball upwards “Criera, let’s go!” She cheered. From her pokéball emitted a light that changed into the shape of her pokémon, a Criera, native to the region she was located, called Auralon. The cute pokémon had pale yellow fur and a very cute face. It had a pink paw mark on its right cheek and a red bow twice the size of its head on the top. Criera let out a weak yet very adorable cry as well as a yawn.
With Drew fresh in May’s mind, she braced herself for a training session. “Criera, release a fire ball and burst it with an ember attack!” May commanded as her pokémon widened its jaw. Out from Criera’s mouth a fireball its size rose into mid-air. Following up, Criera used its ember attack and filled up the fireball and soon it doubled in size. The fireball then burst into a dazzling display of sparks and embers.
“That’s great Criera take a bow!” May congratulated as people passing by stopped to take appreciate the performance, even offer a little applause. May stood back and waved “Eat your heart out Drew,” she smirked.
“Yeah you go girl! Great job! Work it!” Various watchers shouted.
May smiled “Yes, I will go and I will win that contest!”
Drew was sitting on a bench very close to the contest hall and looked like he was in a deep concentration. An approaching May broke that silence. “I said I’ll beat you some day and today’s the day!” May yelled at him, pointing a finger.
Drew sighed and stood up and flicked his hair back to get a clear view of May “Humph, geez May, what makes you think today is going to be any different? You couldn’t beat me the first time, then we kept on practicing and you loose again. I’ll always be one step ahead of you! Now if you’ll excuse me I’m psyching myself up for this evening,” Drew confidently responded.
Drew attempted to sit back down quickly but May didn’t look so happy “Hold it buddy, I’ve tried so hard for you to say things like that. At least shake my hand and say good luck or something!” May said, folding her arms.
Drew twitched his head and sighed again. He moved swiftly towards May and grabbed her wrist throwing it awkwardly up and down “Good luck,” Drew replied with a distorted tone. May held herself back looking rather confused and somehow blushed. “Well there you go,” Drew said “Now go.”
May decided to put on accepting look and nodded her head despite a bitter taste in her appearance “Okay,” she said simply with nothing to go on with, even though she wanted to continue to conversation until Drew felt intimidated. But Drew, intimidated? May turned around, a little upset. Criera ran around May’s legs and looked up to her face to try and understand the situation, but purred sweetly instead.
Drew remembered all the times May promised to beat him, always saying: “I’ll beat you someday!” Would today be that day? Well, he wouldn’t let this happen easily, that was for sure. Drew decided not to sit down and instead began to slowly stroll around the perimeter of the contest hall. He looked around, taking notice to all the surrounding details as well as analysing contest strategies, just in case he had to battle May.
May placed her hands in her pockets and walked along the path with Criera. “Do you think I can beat Drew, Criera?” she asked her pokémon.
Criera smiled at her reassuringly.
May’s face brightened in satisfaction “Okay then I can win… I hope,” she continued to ponder. “I mean, what if I loose? I’ll look like an idiot!”
Criera stopped paying attention to May’s mood swing and looked around, noticing a tree with some berries. Criera pounced gently on May’s leg, trying to grab her attention.
“What is it?” May asked as Criera tugged on her shoe with its mouth in the direction of the tree. The berries caught May’s eyes and she realized what Criera wanted. She approached the tree and stretched out her hand to grab them.
“You want these, right?” she enquired and Criera nodded. May stretched even harder as the berries were nearly in her grasp, when suddenly a flying pokémon dashed right in front of them and took the berries with it. May quickly refrained from stretching and turned to the pokémon. “Hey!” she yelled, nearly frantically.
Criera watched the pokémon fly up with the berries it had wanted and growled, small pieces of flame scraped of the edges of its teeth. Criera yelped at the flying pokémon and began to run towards it.
“Criera remain calm. Don’t loose your temper again!” May cried, running after her. When May first met Criera she found out that the often-cheery pokémon had a temper that could easily become dangerously bad and it had always been a difficulty to calm it down.
May took a closer look and recognized the pokémon in front of her as a Swablu. The Swablu seemed rather pleased with itself as it tossed the berries in the air and then caught them in its mouth. Instantly Swablu’s delicate wings began to glow and its blue skin’s colour was better than ever.
When Swablu stopped, Criera finally reached it as more yet larger embers flew along its teeth. May was able to make it to the two pokémon and she picked up her angry Criera. “Calm down Criera it’s okay,” she reassured her pokémon, petting it. Criera soon calmed and enjoyed the petting. It didn’t even notice when the Swablu took flight once more and left.
“I tell you the attitude of pokémon sometimes, doing anything to become better at anything,” May grumbled. She turned around and, to her own shock, saw Drew approach her with Swablu perched on his arm.
“Yes, stupid Swablu, how dare you want to win this contest!” Drew exclaimed sarcastically, leaving May staring at him confused.
“You caught a Swablu? How un-Drew of you,” May responded. Drew and May stared at each other again as Criera and Swablu took notice to each other and glared in rivalry. “What’s the deal anyway?”
“I always try to broaden my horizons,” Drew answered. “Still choosing adorable yet weak types I see.”
May’s cheeks blew up, trying to keep back a series of cursing words. She was currently ‘comeback impaired’. “It’s pointless arguing sometimes,” she said simplistically.
“Exactly, but if you feel that way then how come you’re the one who always starts them?” Drew began before being interrupted.
“I do not start arguments, your-”
“Yes, Drew your-”
“No, May I was talking about your attitude.”
“You…” May grumbled, putting to silence their ever-interrupting feud.
“It’s pointless arguing sometimes,” Drew said, putting on May’s voice.
“That’s it!” May shouted, about to explode mentally. If May had been standing in a better stance she swore she would have pounced on drew and slashed at him with her claws. Reoiw!
“Well, well the rivalry between Drew and May seems to never end!” A voice exclaimed from behind the fight. Taking notice, May and Drew refrained for the brawl and brushed the dirt of their clothes standing up and panting frantically. May turned to the origin of the voice to see Brock standing in front of her looking confident.
“Brock, hi!” May exclaimed throwing her hands in the air. “I’m so glad you could come to watch me win!” she said as the two greeted.
Brock scratched his head and nodded “Well yeah when you told me you were entering the contest here I decided I’d drop by,” Brock explained.
“Oh, are you sure Lucy didn’t mind at all?” May asked her friend.
The thought of Lucy made Brock blush. “No, she was rather excited by the idea of watching the contest with me. In fact, she’s booking a room in a hotel five minutes west of here. It’s a pretty fancy hotel so there’s room for two more people if you’d like to come,” Brock replied.
May’s eyes lit up immediately wanting to go but then she heard Drew purposefully clearing his through sop she quickly turned towards him instead.
“Did you to forget I was here?” Drew asked with his arms crossed.
May chuckled, trying to think of an answer as Brock approached Drew and put his arm on Drew’s shoulder. “Sorry about that Drew, you could come and stay with us if you’d like.”
May looked at Brock with a ‘what are you thinking?’ stare “Now, now Brock, Drew doesn’t mind camping out tonight so you don’t have to worry about filling that extra bed,” May replied.
“No, no, no I insist. Come with us Drew,”
“No Brock doesn’t insist Drew, you can go away now,”
“Of course I insist, May, what’s the matter?”
Drew purposefully coughed again, getting their attention. Drew frequently visited stylish hotels but really wanted to get May going “It’s okay Brock I don’t have to come if May doesn’t want to. I’ll just sleep on that bench,” Drew sighed faking a depressed appearance. Without waiting for a response Drew headed off with Swablu flapping behind him. Criera watched as its pokémon rival flew away.
Brock turned to May and looked disappointed “May, why’d you go and do that?” he asked.
May rolled her shoulders over coming up with an explanation “Drew is hard to live with, trust me. Plus he may learn of some of my contest strategies.”
Brock looked at May still disappointed “Okay then I’ll see you this afternoon. Meet me and Lucy back here after the contest okay?” Brock told his old shopping buddy. May turned to Brock and felt a little ashamed of her yet nodded her head. Criera looked up at May’s face and twitched its head, wondering what they were doing.
*Huff puff* well yeah hope it was good, now time for another feature i may add.
Keep in mind i'm a horrible drawer, the front legs on this drawing look like baby feet. The only way i pass art class is by calling it post modern. But here is Criera!
Criera, the cute fire pokémon. Type: Fire
Criera are often kept among rich folk but may be owned by other trainers if it truly trusts them. Criera have a temper that could become deadly powerful
Yeah, i may not do the pokéedex, but i hope you all enjoy. That's my main goal; to make a good fic better and better so everybody can enjoy it!