Orly? I thought I wrote somewhat slow-ish. Well i did have two chapters already completed when I started posting this fic up.
Chapter 3 is already done!? Wow you write fast.
Well, here's the battle. I bet there's gonna be a helluva lotta spelling errors, awkward wordings, etc. If you find any, please don't hesitate to point it out. Well, time to see Altaďr's Pokemon, which will reveal the Pokemon I have um... fetish in.
Chapter 3 - Dogfight
Ash and Altaďr stood at the opposite ends of the clearing, battle ready. Ash had that fiery look in his brown eyes every time he was going into a battle, and he wasn't prepared to lose. Altaďr on the other hand, just stood up straight with that impassive look he seemed to always have in his black eyes and face.
"So how many Pokemon?" asked Altaďr plainly.
"How 'bout we go with two?" Ash answered back loudly.
"I'll be the referee for this match," Brock announced as he walked towards the center of the field. "This will be a two on two Pokemon battle between Ash and Altaďr. No time limit. Choose your Pokemon now and begin the battle!"
Ash's eyes intensified as he looked down towards where Altaďr stood. "All right, time to give you a taste of what I can do! Pikachu, you're up first," Ash said to his yellow friend.
"Pikachu pi!" shouted the little mouse Pokemon while letting small sparks erupt from his cheeks.
Altaďr stood still and looked at Pikachu for several seconds before moving his hand up to one of his Pokeballs on the single strap of his backpack. His Pokeballs weren't quite the same as other Pokeballs, however. They were the same design as normal Pokeballs, but instead of being red and white, they all had another color on top of the usual white half. From the top of the strap to the bottom, there were teal, green, black, yellow, blue, and orange Pokeballs, in that respective order. Altaďr's hand touched the teal ball on the top, but instead of unlatching the Pokeball and throwing it, he simply pressed the button while it was still on his chest. There was a bright white flash and then Pokemon appeared...
A fox-like Pokemon with teal fur stood before Altaďr. He had rhombus-shaped spots on his back, tail, and ears of a darker shade of teal, but the Pokemon's most noticeable trait was that it seemed to be wearing a Sherpa cap on his head with two cap endings protruding out the front, with the very ends of the cap endings being the same dark shade of teal. Ash, Dawn, and Brock had never seen this peculiar Pokemon before, and stared at it for several seconds.
"What's that?" Ash asked himself while pulling out his red Pokedex.
"Glaceon, the Fresh Snow Pokemon - Glaceon is one of the two new species of the Eevee-evolutionary line, found in the Sinnoh region. As a protective technique, it can completely freeze its fur to make its hairs stand like needles."
"Hm, he can turn its fur into needles... better watch out for that Pikachu," Ash warned.
"Pika pi!" Pikachu squeaked in acknowledgment.
"Also, it seems like Glaceon's an ice-type, so Iron Tail would be a good move to use," Ash added.
Altaďr and Glaceon simply stood where they had been standing as if they were waiting for Ash to make the first move.
"Ok! Pikachu, use Agility to close in the distance and hit him with an Iron Tail!" Ash commanded.
"Pika!" Pikachu immediately complied as he began to show off his amazing speed by phasing in and out of different locations while approaching his opponent.
Altaďr and Glaceon continued to stand still, which confused Ash greatly.
"Why isn't he ordering an attack or anything? Maybe he's just amazed at Pikachu's speed, hehe," Ash thought to himself and while letting out a small chuckle.
When Pikachu was in range, his tail began to glow white as he began to dive towards Glaceon with great speed, with his tail in front.
However, both Ash and Pikachu were in for a great surprise.
Altaďr didn't bark a single order, but Glaceon reacted by himself anyway. With unimaginable speed and reflexes, Glaceon performed a short hop with his four feet just as Pikachu's tail was a hair's length from Glaceon's face. As Pikachu looked up in amazement while still gliding underneath, Glaceon slammed his two cap endings into Pikachu's front side as Pikachu continued began to pass underneath, effectively forcing him into the ground. A large amount of dust flew up and the two Pokemon were soon out of sight. Everything occurred in a blink of an eye but seemed to happen in slow-motion as the spectators and Ash watched in amazement.
"Pikachu! Are you ok?" yelled Ash.
The dust soon cleared and it was revealed that Pikachu was still standing in a small crater formed by his own body being slammed into a ground. However, he looked to be in a great deal of pain after the brutal assault, while Glaceon stood a couple of feet away from his opponent and merely stared at the yellow mouse.
"What the hell happened?" Ash thought frantically. "Altaďr didn't say a single word yet his Glaceon was still able to pull a move off like that. No way could that have been on his Pokemon's own accord."
"What's the deal here, how did your Glaceon pull that off?" Ash shouted across the field. "Are you like one of those psychic trainers who can speak to their Pokemon through their mind?"
"No." The one word reply slightly ticked Ash off.
"Then how'd your Pokemon do that?"
"You, being a trainer, should know that a Pokemon is only as strong as its trainer, correct?"
"Then you also know that a Pokemon can only fight as well as its trainer can command it to."
"What's your point?" Ash peered over at his opponent suspiciously.
"Well, first answer this by yourself. Who's doing the actual fighting, you or your Pikachu?"
Ash didn't respond to the rhetorical question.
"So wouldn't it make sense to train your Pokemon to fight on its own instincts?"
"I'm not following you."
Altaďr sighed and continued explaining. "Your Pokemon are the ones that are in the heat of battle, so the Pokemon would know better than anyone what the consequences may be if they make a bad move. With a Pokemon's own instincts, they are the ones that know what the best course of action is, because they are the ones that have done actual battling and have received battle wounds.
Ash could only stare in amazement as he came to a realization. "So you mean-?"
"Yes, I've trained my Pokemon to fight and adapt according to how the situation acts out. If you want an analogy, think of boxers in a boxing match. They've been trained before the match but have to fight on their own in the actual match."
Ash was becoming overwhelmed by the information, but one thought of the situation quickly popped into his head.
"Well what about teamwork?" he questioned. "Trainers and Pokemon should work together in a battle in order to be the best they can and win."
"All the teamwork happens behind the scenes, during training," responded Altaďr. "There are many benefits of letting your Pokemon battle on its own, one which you witnessed firsthand. The Pokemon that is battling acts on its own reflexes and tactics to the situation that a trainer cannot necessarily see because the trainer is not the one battling. Another benefit is that the opposing trainer cannot read your strategy, since you are obviously not giving any commands out. Finally, a Pokemon doesn't have to process a battle command in its head that may waste that valuable split second where it could take the opportunity to strike on its own... or be struck. It also gives a Pokemon the freedom to use a combination of attacks in unconventional manners. In retrospect, my... 'theory' is actually somewhat superior to the way psychic trainers fight, because psychic trainers still have to give orders through their minds.
Ash was only barely following Altaďr's words, and after a minute of thought processing, he spoke again.
"Well, that may be your style of battling, but I'll stick to my way. It lets me build a bond of trust with my Pokemon since they trust me enough to follow my commands, so they believe in me." Ash gave a grin and punched the air in front of him.
"I wasn't trying to convert you to follow my battle and training strategy. It's extremely difficult to train your Pokemon to fight effectively like this anyway. As you can see with wild Pokemon, they do not always know the best course of action to take when in battle. It takes many years of training and battle experience in order for the Pokemon to develop their independence. It's taken me about 3 years, and I'm still training."
"Three years? Has this guy just been training his Pokemon like this for that long?" Ash thought to himself with astonishment.
"What a guy, he's developed a completely new and unorthodox strategy that also seems to be extremely effective... but I wonder why I've never heard of him before, or eve seen him at a Pokemon League competition," pondered Brock.
"Hee hee, this guy's pretty interesting. I know I should be rooting for Ash, but I can't help but feel that this guy is gonna win," Dawn thought while blushing slightly. "Ooo, I don't like it when there's more than one guy to choose from..."
"Well, enough talking, we're here battle, not discuss training strategies," said Altaďr.
"Couldn't agree with you more, Pikachu, create some space between you and Glaceon!" ordered Ash.
"Pikachu!" Pikachu immediately began making short hops backwards with its four feet until it had created a gap of about 50 meters between him and Glaceon.
"Now, use Volt Tackle!"
Pikachu then began to run forward and pick up speed as a yellow aura of electricity consumed him.
"Pikapikapikapikapikapikapika," Pikachu chanted as he began to charge towards Glaceon. However, Glaceon had no intention of standing around in the face of this attack. In response to the attack, Glaceon's two cap endings spread apart and pointed horizontal while he began to charge towards Pikachu with even greater speed. As Glaceon charged, two small balls of ice energy formed at the cap endings, letting out a trail of teal light behind him. In a split second, the two small balls of energy grew larger and a teal aura began to engulf Glaceon. The two Pokemon charged with all their might towards the center of the field, but right before the two collided, Glaceon's aura solidified into a projectile-shaped ice block. Pikachu, surprised, couldn't stop his assault quick enough due to the extreme speed and slammed head on into the block of ice.
"Chaaaa!" Pikachu was sent back forcefully when he made contact with the solid ice block, but Glaceon wasn't done. While Pikachu was in mid-flight, Glaceon shattered his ice shield and sent large chunks of hail hurtling towards Pikachu. Pikachu was helpless as he was still flying back from the force of the impact so the ice shards connected with Pikachu, causing heavy damage.
"No! Pikachu!" Ash yelled out in concern.
Pikachu hit the ground hard and slid several more meters before finally coming to a stop. His body was full of cuts and bruises from the vicious onslaught by Glaceon, and it was clear that he was out for the count.
"Pikachu is unable to battle, Glaceon is the winner!" announced Brock.
"That was... amazing... yet brutal," was all Dawn could think.
Ash quickly ran over to where Pikachu had landed and carefully picked him up off the ground.
"Pi...ka..." was all the little Pokemon could manage to say.
"Hey buddy... take a good long rest now, that was a tough fight," Ash said as he placed Pikachu down to rest on his front by a tree. When looking at Pikachu's wounds, apprehension shot up through Ash's mind.
"That was really vicious... I-I don't know if I want this happening to another one of my Pokemon..."
"Don't worry too much Ash, Glaceon's attacks may have seemed savage, but they cause wounds like any other Pokemon's attacks would. Pikachu will be fine after resting and receiving some treatment. Besides, Glaceon held back some of the ice shards that struck Pikachu before the battle ended so Pikachu wouldn't take any excessive damage," Altaďr told Ash.
"What? Glaceon actually held back some of its attack?" this didn't sit well in Ash's mind, knowing his opponent actually had to hold back in order not to completely annihilate his Pokemon. "Do I really stand a chance against this guy?"
Dawn noticed the defeated look on Ash's face and decided to take action.
"C'mon Ash, since when did you admit defeat to a battle before it was over? Pikachu may have lost, but you still have one more Pokemon, so you should just do the best you can and give a good fight!" Dawn seemed to have sparks in her eyes as she said this.
"She's-she's right. I have to finish this battle. Better to lose with honor than surrender in shame, but I will make sure to forfeit the battle and match if my Pokemon begins to get mauled over."
"Alright! I'm ready for the next battle, and I choose..." Ash reached for a ball on his belt and threw it. "Turtwig!"
A small, green and yellow, tortoise-like Pokemon emerged from the Pokeball. He had a large jawbone which made him look somewhat like a snapping turtle. On his back was a brown shell and a small seedling with two green leaves grew out of the top of his head.
"Turtwig!" cried the little grass Pokemon. Turtwig saw his opponent standing across the field and stood in a battle ready position. Ash knew that Turtwig was at a disadvantage against the ice-type, but he knew Turtwig was a strong fighter and always gave all he to win. However, Altaďr had other plans. He slowly lifted his hand and unlatched the teal Pokeball from the strap that ran across his chest. He turned his wrist without moving his arm and silently recalled Glaceon, and then re-attached the Pokeball to his strap.
Using slow movements, he moved his hand down to the green Pokeball, and held a finger in front of the button for several seconds, before seemingly making up his mind. He pressed the white button of the Pokeball, revealing his next Pokemon.
Another fox-like Pokemon appeared from the white flash, but this time, the Pokemon's body was tan-colored and slender. Her tails and ears were of a soft green color and resembled torn and tattered leaves. In other places on her body such as her leg joints, chest, and back was where smaller leaves of the same soft green color grew. Her paws, the inside of her ears, and her eyes were all of a darker brown color than the rest of her body. Her most prominent trait was a large, curled leaf that grew out of her forehead that was also the same soft, green color.
This time, Dawn used her pink Pokedex to analyze the new Pokemon.
"Leafeon, the Verdant Pokemon - Leafeon is one of the two new species of the Eevee-evolutionary line, found in the Sinnoh region. Just like a plant, it uses photosynthesis. As a result, it is always enveloped in clean air."
"Wow, Leafeon is beautiful," said a sparkly-eyed Dawn.
"Too bad beauty can kill," thought Brock, who knew what that phrase meant all too well.
"All right Turtwig, it looks like she's a grass-type too, keep you guard up," Ash told his Pokemon cautiously.
"Turt!" His Turtwig said in acknowledgment.
"Ok! Turtwig, start off with a Tackle attack!"
Turtwig immediately obeyed his trainer's order and began to charge towards Leafeon on the opposite end of the battle field. Ash knew all too well what might happen if he simply let Turtwig run straight up for a Tackle attack, so he quickly devised a plan to catch Leafeon off guard. When Turtwig was 5 meters away from his opponent, Ash sprung into action.
"Turtwig, pin Leafeon down with a Leech Seed attack now!"
Turtwig complied, jumping up above Leafeon and launching a small seed from the seedling on his head. However, Leafeon was quick to respond. In the blink of an eye, Leafeon seemed to vanish in thin air, only to reappear behind who Turtwig was still in the air.
"Wig?" the Pokemon said confusedly, as he hadn't realized that Leafeon was standing behind him on the ground.
In a flash, the tip of Leafeon's tail turned purple and she struck Turtwig where he hurt the most, on his underbelly.
"Turrrrttt!" cried the little turtle Pokemon while he flopped to the ground. He had no choice but to lie on his belly where he had been struck a second before. As he attempted to stand up, pain shot through all his limbs and then through his head, immediately causing him to faint in agony.
"Turtwig!" Ash cried as he ran towards where Turtwig lay. Turtwig's eyes were shut and he was clearly unconscious, so Ash could only stare in despair at his Pokemon who looked to be in great pain.
"Sh*t," mumbled Altaďr. "Looks like Leafeon overdosed on the poison." He began to walk to where Ash and Turtwig were, Leafeon following in suit.
"Wait a second," Brock said as Altaďr passed him, "How does your Leafeon know Poison Tail? I thought only Seviper could learn that attack."
"Anything's possible with a little training," answered Altaďr simply. He continued walking at a quicker pace towards Ash and Turtwig. Ash could only look up at Altaďr with concern in his eyes as Altaďr stopped before him. Then, Altaďr did the one thing he hadn't been seen doing the whole time he had been acquainted with the trio. He gave an order to Leafeon.
"Leafeon, please draw the poison out of Turtwig and treat him."
Ash's eyes widened as he heard this. Brock would have done the same if he could perform that feat. Dawn, who had not moved from her spot on the sidelines, could only look over at the two trainers with perplexity.
Ash let go of Turtwig and placed him back on the ground as Leafeon approached them, and then backed off to give the Pokemon room to operate. Leafeon turned Turtwig on his back and examined the wound she had inflicted a minute before on his underbelly. There was a large gash there that had already begun to turn red because of the poison. Though Turtwig was unconscious, he was sweating profusely and seemed to be gasping for breath. After examining the fallen Pokemon some more, Leafeon began to take action. She sat down on her hind legs and closed her eyes, seeming to meditate. Ash, Dawn, and Brock stood by dumbly and watched the Pokemon continue to sit perfectly still as she concentrated.
"What's she doing?," whispered Dawn to Brock.
"Who knows, just keep watching," Brock whispered back.
Minutes passed and Leafeon was still sitting in the same spot, focusing her powers to somehow heal Turtwig. Everyone stood and watched silently, but Ash began to get edgy as more time passed, and finally exploded when the pressure was too much.
"What is your Leafeon doing?!" he exclaimed. "Turtwig is in a lotta pain but your Pokemon who you told to heal him is just sitting there like it's sleeping!"
"Shut up. You'll break her concentration and then she'll have to start over again, which by then it may be too late," Altaďr said quietly but with a chilling tone.
That put Ash back in line, but it didn't ease his anxiety. More and more weight seemed to be crushing his sanity but before he could lose it, Leafeon made a motion.
Leafeon slowly got up from her sitting position and walked closer to Turtwig. She took one last look at the wound, and then pressed the leaf on the center of her forehead onto it. The leaf glowed bright green for several seconds, and then turned white. Turtwig's demeanor seemed to loosen as she continued pressing the leaf on his belly.
"Ah, I see," Brock muttered to himself.
"See what?" questioned Ash as he took his eyes off the two Pokemon for the first time.
"It seems like Leafeon can create antidotes and then apply them to wounds. This is a really amazing ability, since not many other Pokemon have such healing powers."
"You are correct Brock," Altaďr stated. "However, Leafeon can do a lot more than create antidotes for poisons, she can make a wide variety of medicines and other antidotes as well. In the past, there were several times when I took wounds that were fatal and was on the verge of death. She quickly picked up the ability for the first time in order to heal me when I took a direct bite from an Ekans.
"Wow..." breathed Dawn.
Altaďr noticed the worried look that lingered on Ash's face so he walked over to where Ash stood.
"Turtwig will be all right," Altaďr assured him. "Leafeon would know how to create an antidote for her own poison better than anyone."
Ash looked up at Altaďr and gave him a small smile. "Thanks."
Altaďr gave him a small nod and continued to watch Leafeon's progress.
"I guess he's not as emotionless and heartless as I originally thought," Ash contemplated.
Within the hour, Turtwig was up and running about. Leafeon's antidote not only drew the poison out of Turtwig, it also strengthened him, to the point where Turtwig was a little bit hyper-active. Pikachu had woken up from his nap as well, and received some potion from Brock for his battle wounds. Turtwig and Pikachu played about while the foursome took some more time to rest after the intense battle. All was calm, until a strange noise was heard.
"What the heck!? Was that your stomach, Ash?" Dawn exclaimed.
"No, but now that you mention my stomach..." He looked down sadly at his empty stomach and patted it.
"Well then whose was it?" asked Dawn.
Dawn turned and looked at the owner of the voice, which belonged to Altaďr. He gave an embarrassed look, which was a first, because of his faux pas.
"Uh, guess I'm as hungry as you guys too... I haven't eaten for a... while," Altaďr looked away from the rest of them and gave a dubious look.
Dawn raised her eyebrow and questioned further. "How... long...?"
Three jaws dropped when they heard this.
"How could you survive THREE DAYS without food," Ash shouted in bewilderment.
"Guess I got caught up in my training..." Altaďr gave a sheepish chuckle.
"Well, now would be as good a time as ever to start heading towards Lightcrown City," Brock declared.
"Totally!" agreed Dawn. She looked over towards Altaďr and gave him an inviting smile. "Want to come with?"
Altaďr looked a bit surprised at the offer and faltered a bit. "Uh, well I, um... you see... I have um..."
"C'mon, it's not like we bite or anything," giggled Dawn, as she grabbed his right arm.
So there we are. Lot's of info about our new character, as well as a great battle between him and Ash.
As you can see, I love Glaceon and Leafeon, as well as 5 other Pokemon you could probably all predict. (Too bad I can't use them all =( ) You could also probably predict Altaďr's four other Pokemon as well.
I hope I didn't make Altaďr's skills too... godlike or anything. His strategy is one that I have thought of in my head for a while. I had always wondered what a battle would be like if the Pokemon had the freedom to perform to their fullest extent, instead of being told what to do by its trainer. If I was a trainer, that's the way I would train and battle.
But yea, Altaďr may seem a bit... overpowered at the moment, but I'll just tell you all that even the most powerful have faults. It may take a while for Altaďr's true fault to come out however.
As for the Pokemons' abilities, I decided to give them a slightly wider variety of attacks because of the freedom of movement they had. Since Glaceon and Leafeon have yet to appear in the show, no one knows if they have any kind of special abilities or another attributes. I decided to have Glaceon shoot the ice from his cap endings and Leafeon healing powers, as well as a new set of unnamed moves. (Well, there was Poison Tail, but Leafeon isn't actually supposed to be able to learn that) This will continue with the rest of Altaďr's Pokemon.
Like my sig? Made it that way 'cause I love those two Pokemon so much, as well as for the story. Man, I haven't been in the old Photoshop for quite a while.
Next chapter: Altaďr's character and past will be developed some more here. Not a lot of action or anything, but important nonetheless. I mean, every main character needs to have good background information, and all the other characters have that, why not Altaďr? Also, another character enters next chapter. (Guess who?)