Okay. This is my very first fic, and it might not be great. I am a slow writer, so expect updates to trickle in pretty slowly. You can expect technical problems, writer's bloxk, me being unable to grt to the computer, the works. As I said, this has Advanceshipping, with small hints of a few other ships, too. Enjoy.
Chapter One: Let the Battle Begin!
Ash walked onto the dusty battlefield and looked to the sky. The sun was fading behind gray thunderclouds. It might begin to rain soon, he thought. Now how can I work that in to my strategy? The numerous fans in the bleachers could practically see the gears whirring in his mind as he thought. That was Ash. Always adapting, using situations outside of his control to his advantage. Ash scanned the crowd, looking for his friends and traveling companions Dawn, the energetic coordinator, and Brock, the reliable gym leader. Nope, not a familiar face. He waved to the crowd, and a cheer erupted. He then glared across the field at his adversary.
"Okay, Paul." said Ash cheerfully to the grim, sullen trainer in his usual melancholy pose with one hand in his pocket as they walked to their respective sides of the battlefield. "I want a good fight out of you. Don't lose to me too easily!"
Paul's only sign that he heard Ash's comment was an almost imperceptible grunt. Paul turned away, paused for a moment, and walked over to the other side of the field. When he turned, Ash saw that his eyes were cold. All he wanted was to win the championship and be one step closer to being a Pokemon Master.
"This will be a full six on six battle! The finals of the pokemon league! Ash and Paul! Commence Battling!" yelled the refferee.
Ash turned his hat backwards in determination and pulled a pokeball out of his pocket.
"Alright, let's start off strong." he mutterred. "Buizel, I choose you!" The Sea weasel pokemon burst out of its pokeball and stared at Ash disbelivingly, flicking its tail in annoyance. it gestured with its finned arms to the sky, as it to ask, Why me?
(Ash, why do I have to go first?) he whined. (I want to make a really climactic triple KO of Paul's last three pokemon.)
"Be quiet, buizel. Let's make this serious."
(Okay. I'll be quiet. I'll be so quiet, you won't even...)
"Quiet! I can't focus."
(Sorry, boss. I know you can't focus, what with May being up in the stands and all...)
"Wait just a minute. May's up there?"
(Yeah, boss. I knew you wouldn't be able to focus once I said her name...)
Ash took a deep breath and said, "Buizel. I know you're excited, but please be quiet. I need to think up a battle plan."
(For the the battle or for May? Because you haven't seen her in a while-)
"Buizel, SHUT UP!"
Regaining his composure, Ash said "I'm the one that should be sorry. I'm kind of tense, since this is the league championship."
(It's okay, boss. Everybody messes up. Plus, you know, I said May and you got-)
"Buizel..." Ash warned in a dangerous tone.
"Now, what's holding up Paul?" Ash wondered. He looked up from Buizel and noticed that the entire stadium was silent, trying to follow his and Buizel's interactions. Paul had a pokeball in his hand and was tapping his feet on the ground, impatiently waiting for the battle to begin. Ash looked around nervously.
Oh, man, it's a good thing May hasn't been around Buizel enough to understand it. Ash thought. She would think that I liked her or something! That would be ridiculous. I wonder why Buizel thought so?
“Okay, everything's fine over here!" Ash said nervously.
"Then let's finally get this show on the road." said paul. "Ursaring, stand by for battle!" The large, intimidating bear Pokemon materialized on the battlefield.
In the stands, Brock, Dawn, May, Misty, Tracey, Mrs Ketchum, Professor Oak, and Reggie were sitting in two rows, with the girls and Brock on the bottom. Misty fidgeted on the cold, hard metal as she waited for the match to start.
"Ooh." Said Brock. "That's a tough matchup. Remember when that ursaring attacked us?"
"How could I forget?" said Dawn.
"Still, that's only half as tough as Paul's Pokemon can get." Brock remarked.
"What!" exclaimed Mrs. Ketchum disbelivingly. "That's not his strongest pokemon?"
"Yep. Nowhere near. Remember that Electabuzz, Dawn?" said Brock.
"Of course I do, I don't have Alzhiemer's, Brock."
"Ash's team has a fatal weakness to electric types in this battle. With Buizel, Monferno, Staraptor, Swellow, Heracross, and Pikachu, three of Ash's Pokemon are weak to electric, with only Pikachu sporting a resistance!"
"Why isn't Ash using his Charizard?" asked Misty.
"He left it at the Charific valley after it got hit by that Wartortle's hydro pump." Dawn replied
"Oh, yeah." Misty recalled. "I saw that match on TV. What about Snorlax?"
"He lent it to Max so that he could practice battling against your father, remember?" said Brock.
"How should I know?" said Misty. "I'm a Kanto gym leader, remember?"
"That makes all three of ash's main powerhouses gone, since Sceptile is at the Pokemon center." said May.
"How'd Sceptile get knocked out?" wondered Reggie. "I remember Ash saying he was saving Sceptile for this match."
"Sceptile got knocked out by a blaze kick not 30 minutes before the match." said May
"Whose?" asked Reggie.
"Umm, my Blaziken's" said May, abashed.
"What? How was that?" Asked Reggie.
"Well, they were sparring, warming him up for the match. Sceptile's leaf blades were locked with Blaziken's sky uppercuts, and Bazekin blaze kicked Sceptile in the chest. The super-effective hit knocked Sceptile out cold. That's why he had to call up Heracross from Oak's" said Dawn
"Ouch." said Misty "That's ash's three strongest pokemon out of the picture,"
"I can't see how he can possibly beat Paul with this lineup." said Dawn dejectedly
"Oh, I have faith in Ash" said May emotionally. "I've traveled with him long enough to know that he can turn the tide of the battle as quickly as I can eat a bowl of ramen."
"Well, if he's that fast, Paul's got no chance." Mrs. Ketchum joked as she took a bite of hot dog.
"I woinder if Mrs. Twoip recognoised us?" said a short man with yellowish skin in between a woman with long pink hair that stayed as if molded from out the back of her head and a man with a cobalt blue mat of hair. They often looked backwards fearfully, as if making sure nobody heard their conversation.
"I don't think so, Meowth." said the blue haired man. "After all, she didn't recognise us at any of the other League battles we were vendors at."
"Yeah, but it can't hurt to be careful, James." said the one called Meowth.
"Excuse me." James, Meowth, and the pink haired one, who was obviously Jessie of the Team Rocket trio, looked up from where they were arguing. They saw a tall boy with emerald hair standing behind them.
"Yes?" said Jessie, hoping that he hadn't overheard their whole argument.
"I was just wondering," The green haired man began. "Have you seen a girl coordinator with brown hair in a red bandanna?"
"He's talking about the twoipette from Hoenn." whispered Meowth to Jessie.
"I know, I know." said Jessie.
"Well, I wanted to talk to her," continued the boy "My name's Drew, by the way. Do I know you from somewhere?"
"N...n...n...no!" Jessie stammered. "Not at all! You, absolutely, positively, without any doubt do NOT know us from anywhere!"
"Okay..." Drew said slowly. "But seriously, have you seen her?
"Yes, we just served a companion of hers a hot dog. Would you like one?" Asked James
"No! Just tell me where she is already!"
"Okay!" James said defensively. "She's In the thirteenth row, seat twenty-two. Or twenty-three. or maybe it was the..."
"GAH!" exclaimed Drew. "I'll just look around there and see if I see her."
"Good bye!" said Jessie. "And remember, you don't know us! At all!"
"Oh brother." Drew said, exasperated. He bade them good bye and he walked away, muttering about strange food vendors.
"Why are we even being hot dog vendors in the first place?" Said Jessie. "It's a huge security risk! WHOSE IDEA WAS THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE!"
"It was yoirs, Jess." said Meowth.
"Oh! Well, in that case, it is an excellent and honest way to make money when we can't go after Pikachu!" said Jessie brightly.
"Oh," muttered James, sweatdropping. "Of course it is.
"Now that's the attitude I like to hear!"
"Buizel versus Ursaring! Let the battle begin!" said the referee. "Finally." he muttered under his breath.
"Let's start off strong, Buizel!" Yelled Ash. "Send it a water gun!
"Fire a focus blast right at the stream of water, Ursaring!" Countered Paul.
Buizel fired a water gun out of its mouth, and a concentrated jet of water flew straight towards Ursaring. Right as the water was about to come into contact with the bear, it shot a ball of energy that it had ben charging at the jet. The water gun was beaten back, and the combined attack went directly at Buizel.
"Buizel, jump into the air and give him three sonic booms."
The sea otter pokemon leapt into the air, and the mixture of focus blast and water gun passed beneath him with room to spare. He then set off three sonic booms in rapid succession, sending sharp razor blades at Ursaring.
"Dig, and charge up a focus blast while underground." said Paul
Ursaring simply waited underground as the sonicbooms slammed into the sand.
"Hurry, buizel!" Shouted Ash "Repeatedly quick attack across the field so it can't surprise you!'
Buizel crisscrossed the field with quick attacks while Paul and Ursaring waited.
"Ready.." muttered Paul "Now!"
Ursaring came out from underground and was about to use its focus blast when he was toppled over by Buizel's incoming quick attack.
"Nice, buizel! Now, while it's still down, use Aqua Jet!"
"Hurry! Grab it with crunch!"
A wedge of water formed around Buizel, and it shot forward at the Ursaring, who unexpectedly jackknifed to its feet and clenched Buizel in its jaw.
Ash gasped. How had Ursaring gotten up so fast?
"Hold it there, Ursaring" commanded Paul
Buizel was trapped, and its energy was draining, fast. Ash had to do something.
"Give it a cross chop." Said ash desperatley.
"Okay, now throw it in the air!'
Buizel's fins began to glow, but with an almighty heave, Buizel was thrown into the sky. The cross chop hit air.
"Use your tail to hover!" said Ash
"Hammer it with a focus blast!"
Buizel was hovering thirty feet in the air when it got hit by a focus blast. Buizel was knocked another forty feet, and he began to descend. Out of control, it was streaking toward the ground at high speed as Paul said,
"Hammer arm it to the next city, Ursaring!"
Ursaring drew back its powerful arm, and then, like a tennis player serving the ball, he swung over head and slammed Buizel into the arena wall. Buizel never even had a chance. It slumped to the ground. Ash saw the scarlet blood trickling out of its mouth. Paul grinned. Ash ran up to Buizel, in shock. He put a hand over its mouth. It wasn't breathing.