League of Heroes
This fic is about the leaders, elite four members and champion of the noncompetitive trainer's hangout league. It's not in the Epic Clashes of Cole because... It's not just me. It's all of them. Sure, I wrote it, and from the perspective of my character, Cole. But it's more than that. I couldn't have done it without these guys. So without further ado, here's the Gym Leader Summit:
Cole clenched his fists as Charizard circled in for a landing. Athena, his Victini struggled in his arms. “Calm down,” Cole whispered. “We’ll make it. I know we will.”
"Don’t be so sure," Athena chided. He had learned to communicate with her and his Samurott Masamune telepathically during his battle with N, the king of Team Plasma. The invitation said high noon, and it’s a half hour past that.
“They’ll understand,” Cole muttered. “Some of the other leaders must have flown and got caught in the same storm. I mean, there’s a flying type leader.” He shrugged. “Besides, the headquarters is on top of a mountain. It was either that or bring Infernape to climb.”
Charizard grunted underneath him, a plume of smoke coming from his nostrils. Then, he started the odd sound that passed for laughter. The dragon was mocking him! Cole tapped his heels into Charizard’s sides. “Quiet you!”
Charizard circled the large imposing tower that the champion and the Elite Four resided in. The flat sandstone in front of it, scrubbed smooth by centuries of exposure, was an ideal landing spot.
The orange and yellow dragon spread his wings to reduce speed. Then, with the clicking and scraping of his talons, he slid to a stop on the wind swept stone. Charizard glanced at Cole as his Trainer dismounted, and then at its pokéball on his belt. Though they shared no telepathic communication, Cole instantly knew what Charizard was thinking.
Cole laughed. “Oh no. You’re not getting away that easily. We came all this way, just the three of us. Of course I’m going to show you off a bit.”
He pushed open the heavy stone door to the tower, and pulled the letter from his bag. He didn’t need to open it to see what it said; he knew it by heart.
“Come join our league, for trainers who love the thrill of battle, not the competition. We’re looking only for the strongest of trainers to be our leaders and Elite Four members. You have been selected to attend our summit in three weeks, at the Tower of the Ancients. A map is enclosed. Please present this invitation upon arrival. We hope to see you soon… Fire Leader Cole.
--- Raj”
A courier rushed up to Cole as he walked in the door. “I’m invited!” Cole proclaimed, waving the letter printed on elaborate stationary. “Now the fun may begin!”
“Very good, sir,” the courier said. “There are still several members to arrive. Please, follow me. Ah, but your pokemon?”
“They’re coming too.”
Athena made a noise from where she had perched on his shoulder. There was no meaning in the sound, simply to get herself noticed. The man’s eyes widened to see such a rare pokemon. Cole patted her head. “Behave yourself, ‘Thena.” Telepathically, he said, "See? Told you we weren’t the last." Athena only grumbled in reply.
Charizard growled low in his throat. Though it would sound menacing to the untrained ear, to Cole it was like a Persian’s contented purring. Charizard yawned widely and followed obediently after his Trainer.
The courier led them through a labyrinth of winding hallways and stairs to an obsequious doorway. He pushed it open, and cleared his throat. Before the man spoke, Cole saw several people sitting around a collection of tables, pokemon milling behind them.
“Now presenting Cole, the Fire Type Leader, and bearer of the Flare Badge!”
The man led Cole to an empty seat, beside a man in a full suit and a wide brimmed hat. He wouldn’t have looked out of place at the Seaside Resort in Sinnoh, where Cole had been kicked out of.
In spite of himself, Cole felt underdressed. He self-consciously fixed his black leather jacket and straightened his black t-shirt with a red flame print. He suddenly realized his jeans smelled like wood smoke. “Sir,” the courier said. “The meeting will begin in a short time, once most of the other delegates have arrived. Please make yourself comfortable.”
“Well, hello there,” the man said. “You’re Cole? Nice to meet you. The name’s Mozzeh.”
“That’s… an odd name.”
“It’s a nickname, really.” Mozzeh looked at Cole’s Charizard. “That’s a fine pokemon you got there. Not a true dragon, but close enough. Very nice wings, and he radiates power.” Charizard preened, and Cole found himself growing more at ease.
"I like this man," Athena said.
“Ah, what’s this?” Mozzeh asked. “A Victini? I’ve never actually seen one up close. May I-?” Cole nodded and handed Athena over. The pokemon purred as he scratched her absently behind the ears.
"Ah, he found the spot! He found the spot!"
“I saved her from Team Plasma,” Cole explained. “My Oshawott evolved to fight them off.”
“Interesting. I too have had brushes with Team Plasma. Ghetsis especially was rather rotten.” Mozzeh had a faraway look in his eyes. “Of course, he wasn’t so hard to beat, not with my team. Come on out to say hello, guys.” In the back of his mind, Cole cringed, because Ghetsis had nearly killed him. To see this man so casually brush him off made him feel… inadequate.
There were two flashes of light, and a Hydreigon and Dragonite appeared behind the man’s chair. Hydreigon glanced at Charizard, and the fire type growled.
“Hey,” Cole hissed. “Play nice!”
Charizard glared at Cole, but made no further moves of aggression. Mozzeh chuckled. “Ah… I hope I haven’t provoked a rivalry or anything. Perhaps those two should fly together sometime.”
Dragonite smiled, and waved at Cole and Athena. Athena waved back. "Hi, Dragonite!"
“Drago!”
“Hey,” a new voice drawled. “Cole, right?”
Cole turned. “Yeah.”
The girl standing behind him crushed her soda can in her fist and tossed it away. Cole bit back the natural reply, asking her to pick it up. This girl looked like she could kick his butt from here clear to Hoenn. Or even Orre. The tall, imposing Garchomp and Krookodile standing behind her only furthered the image.
“Name’s Becca. I’m the ground type member of the Elite Four. Nice to meet you, punk.”
Mozzeh smirked. “The one who looks like a punk here is you. Just saying.”
“Oh, and you’re Mr. Dragon Leader, aren’t you, Mozzeh? Well, I got a bone to pick with the two of you, so it’s just as well you’re sitting together. Now my Garchomp only has to strike once!” She bared her teeth in a smile that looked like a snarl more than anything. “Stupid league picks you two clowns to be the leaders of the types I wanted! Not fair, if you ask me!”
“Frankly, I don’t associate with clowns,” Mozzeh remarked. “Creepy things, they are.”
Cole ignored this. He couldn’t take Becca’s attitude any longer. He stood up to his full six feet and stared down at her. Charizard and Athena glared at Becca as well. Garchomp and Krookodile circled Charizard, wary of the threat. Mozzeh snapped his fingers, and Hydreigon and Dragonite came to stand (or float, rather) behind Charizard. Fire crackled between Athena’s ears.
"Let me burn her, Cole!"
“I don’t want a fight, but if it means keeping the peace, I’ll have my dragons blast you both out of this tower.” Mozzeh pulled his hat down over his eyes and fiddled with the buttons on his suit. “And Becca, frankly I couldn’t care less if you’re a member of the Elite Four. I’m certain that my dragons are stronger than your desert lurkers.”
Cole nodded. “Mozzeh’s right. It’s stupid to fight amongst ourselves. Just know, Becca, that I’m sorry you didn’t get the type you wanted. Frankly, I would have been just as happy with the water type!”
“Water type? Huh? Talking to me?” A girl with dark blue hair, a blue jacket and blue shorts nearly fell out of her chair. A Vaporeon and Toxicroak pressed up against her to keep from falling.
She stabilized herself, and smiled at the standoff, hoping to calm some nerves. “My name’s Ammy, and I’m the water leader. Who are you guys?”
Introductions were made, and Ammy smiled at Becca. “I was afraid I was going to be the only girl here! But I guess I was wrong. Where’re you from, Becca?” As she led the ground type leader away, her eyes fogged over, as if she wasn’t paying attention to Becca at all. In fact, Cole was certain she wasn’t. Too bad Becca was too self-absorbed to notice.
Mozzeh cracked his neck. “Well. That was interesting.” He glanced up as two young men entered the room from a side chamber. One was flanked by an Accelgor, while the other had a Hydreigon and Krookodile following him. Cole placed a hand on Charizard’s flank, to stop him from picking another fight.
The one with the Accelgor smiled thinly at Cole and Mozzeh. “Hey guys. I’m Raj.”
“No way!” Cole cried. “You sent the invitation!”
Raj nodded. “Yeah. I did. Accelgor, say hello to the nice people.” The bug type surveyed Mozzeh and Cole, then nodded. Raj rolled his eyes. “Social skills, Accelgor. Ah well. Welcome to our HQ. This is Nate, by the way. Our dark type Elite Four member.”
Nate raised an eyebrow. “Glad you showed up. We’re still waiting for a few more people. Let’s see. The flying, normal, psychic, electric and steel leaders. They all sent an RSVP, so they’ll be here. Oh… and the Champion is still missing.”
Mozzeh scoffed. “He’s the Champion, though. This is his home. Why isn’t he here yet?”
“Who knows? No one’s heard anything from him in days. His room’s locked. He’s probably meditating or something.”
Cole shrugged, dismissing this behavior. Alder was weird too, and Cynthia certainly had her quirks. Red was going to spend the rest of eternity staring out into the distance from Mt. Silver. So maybe being weird was just a part of the job for Champions. He sighed. “Well, Charizard, Athena and I got caught in a storm on the way here. Maybe they got caught in it too. Maybe our steel leader flies on a Skarmory.”
Nate glanced at the large doors to the chamber. “Probably. Or they’re just lazy. Hey… That Charizard of yours… and a Victini too! Both are pretty rare where I come from. How much do you want for ‘em? They look pretty strong.”
Cole was taken aback. “Charizard and Athena aren’t for sale. They’re my friends!”
Nate scoffed. “Friends. Yeah right. How much? Name it, I’ll pay it. I want ‘em for my collection.”
“They’re not for sale! No one could put a price on them!” Cole cried. His fist clenched as Nate reached out to pick up Athena, but the Victini sank her teeth into the exposed skin of his hand.
“That little-!” He moved to hit her, but Dragonite moved protectively in front of the small pokemon. Charizard growled menacingly. This was no contented purr, but a primal invitation of challenge.
"Tell him not to touch me ever again!" Athena snapped. "Or I’ll use my fire next time!"
“Perhaps you should go,” Cole remarked in an icy voice.
Nate nodded as he wiped the blood from his hand. “All right. Hydreigon! Let’s get out of here. We’re going to find those other leaders.”
Raj put a hand on his shoulder. Nate bristled at the touch, like a Herdier on its hackles. “Your place is here.” Raj said calmly and slowly. “The leaders will turn up. You’re the highest-ranking member of the league here at the moment, anyways. We need you.”
“Raj!” Nate hissed, his teeth clenched. “If you don’t step out of my way, right now, I’ll have Krookodile rip your head from your shoulders.” Accelgor moved protectively to its Trainer’s side.
Cole tuned out of the rest of the conversation. Obviously Raj would win. He just seemed like the kind of person who could settle any argument peacefully.
Instead of paying attention, Cole looked around the room. The trainers already here looked really strong. Mozzeh, definitely. Charizard was already itching to take on his team. And Swampert with ice beam could certainly do some damage…
Then there was Becca. Well, he had a score to settle with her. Plus, she was the ground leader. He had plenty of water types to take her on. And flying types to avoid the worst of the hits. And plenty of pokemon with ice beam.
Ammy… well, he liked using water types, not going up against them. He supposed if he got Ninetails out to clear the skies, then he could use solar beam. That would work. As for Nate… well, he was an Elite Four! Of course he’d be top notch. But Kami, his Lucario, and Infernape could easily handle dark types. And teach him a lesson or two about courtesy while they were at it.
Cole was tempted to stand up and announce he was closing his gym, just to take them all on. But that wouldn’t be fair to the league. They’d need to find another leader. Ah well. Better he test his skill on some challengers first.
Lost in his thoughts as he was, Cole jumped when the doors to the chamber swung open. The stand off between Raj, Nate, and their pokemon ended instantly. Ammy woke from a nap. Becca looked up from a discussion she was having with another member of the Elite Four, a man attended by a blue Sceptile and Braviary. He had a name card in front of him that read Phoenix.
Standing in the doorway were three people, a man and two women. The man was toweling off a sopping wet Archeops. One of the women pulled two pokeballs off of her belt. “Okay boys, it’s safe to come out. Bullet, Spooks, nap time’s over.”
A Zebrastrika and a Rotom appeared from the blast of light. The woman led them over to the seat next to Ammy, and greeted the water leader.
The second woman had her back to the leaders. “Whadda ya mean, you can’t fit through the door?” she cried. There was a rumble from outside the room. “Well, hold your breath or something!” Another grumble. The woman, more of a girl, actually, stomped her foot. “Use hyper beam or something, then! I know I never taught you how to use it! Here’s the TM!” She tossed the disk outside the room.
Then, she turned on her heel and waved at the leaders. “Hi! I’m Fire! And you all might wanna duck.”
Raj nodded, flipped over a table and crouched behind it. Nate ducked down next to him. Becca and Phoenix ran to an adjoining room. Cole and Mozzeh pressed themselves against the far wall, while Ammy and the other woman did the same.
Fire ran out the door, and Cole faintly heard, “Okay, now use Hyper Beam!”
A blast of white and red light flew across the room, blasting the door from its hinges. The man with the Archeops dove out of the way, and both he and his pokemon pressed themselves against the floor.
The pulse of light stopped, and Fire walked back into the room, smiling. “Sorry about that door, but it was tacky anyways. I did you a favor.”
Nate moaned as he saw the damage. “My door! My beautiful door!”
Fire led two hulking pokemon in, a Metagross and a Steelix. Cole cleared his throat. “Uh… you’re the steel leader, right? Aren’t there any smaller steel types you could bring? Like Aron? Or Bronzor?”
Fire snorted. “Those guys couldn’t have got me through the storm.”
Mozzeh nodded. “Yes. How is the storm?”
The man on the ground got to his feet. “Bad. Genesis and I barely got through it.” He scratched the Archeops behind its head. “We had to run overland for a while. My name’s David, by the way. The flying type leader.”
The woman with the Rotom spoke up. “Bullet and I were fine until we got to the mountain, but then the wind was so strong, he couldn’t stay on the trail. Fire gave me a lift on her Steelix.”
Fire nodded. “Steelix took Karin and I through the mountain, and got us out just a hundred feet down the slope. We climbed up the rest of the way.”
Raj frowned. “This is no natural storm. The region around the Tower is known for it’s calm weather. Perhaps… a pokemon is behind it?”
Nate pulled a list out of his pocket. “I don’t know. It would take a lot of pokemon to build a storm this big. Or… Kyogre. But there’s no way Kyogre would be around here. Let’s see, now that you three are here, we’re only missing our psychic and normal type leaders. And the fighting type Elite Four member. He said he’d get here today, because he was training in the mountains.”
“And the Champion hasn’t been seen in a while…” Raj said. He whistled, and the courier appeared at the destroyed door.
“Yes, sir?”
“Hastings, go up to the Champion’s room. We might as well start the meeting now. If the others show up, we’ll fill them in. But the Champion should be here.”
Hastings bowed and left. Raj sighed and rightened the table. “All right. Everyone, find a seat. We have much to discuss. You all know why you were called here.”
Becca cracked her knuckles. “Because we’re the best there is.”
Mozzeh rolled his eyes at Cole as David sat down next to them. “Her modesty is overwhelming.” David and Cole hid grins.
Nate shrugged. “Yeah. You’ve all proved your worth. And you made it way out here. That’s commendable. Basically, what you need to know is that we have posted a notice for this league in pokemon centers around the world. We want people to come from everywhere to challenge us. Find who really is the best in the world.”
“But,” Raj cut in, “not in terms of sheer force. We want to know the best strategies, the best tactics, and the best adaptability. You are all to assemble mono-type teams, with one wild card of your own choosing. Mozzeh, you for example, will have to deal with trainers using rock, ice and other dragon types. You will develop strategies to counter this, becoming stronger yourself. That is the goal of this league, to make everyone stronger.”
Phoenix nodded. “Sounds like a good time. And us Elite Four members will eagerly await the challengers that defeat you.”
Becca scowled. “Make sure that some of ‘em actually make it this far, or I’m going to be freakin’ bored.”
Cole cleared his throat. “What about badges?”
“What do you mean?” Ammy asked. “I already got mine right here!” She pulled out her necklace and showed them all a badge made of crystal bubbles.
Mozzeh nodded. “I too have my badge. You see?” He pulled a badge shaped like a crown from his pocket. It flashed indigo and violet in the light.
Nate glanced at Cole. “Finding a badge is up to you. We will not supply you with one.”
“Oh.” Cole studied the grain of the wood in his table. “Okay. I have a friend with a forge, maybe she’ll help me out.”
Karin nodded slowly. “What about rules? Anything we should know?”
“Mostly the rules will be up to the individual leader,” Raj explained. “Battle style, items that are legal, using pokemon of the same species and so on are decisions you can make. However, we will say that you cannot invalidate a win on the basis of luck, and you cannot ban counter teaming. This league is about overcoming that.
“What about one-hit knock out moves?” Cole asked. “People who use those just ruin the fun for everyone else.”
Nate nodded. “Those are illegal, and are grounds for the nullification of the challenge.”
The group talked about rules for a while longer, and finally, the meeting adjourned. Nate glanced at everyone. “Now, leaders. We Elite Four will use this tower as our base of operations, and our headquarters. The door is always open for you if you need a place to stay. But… where are your gyms going to be? This way, we can send challengers in the right direction.”
Mozzeh raised a hand. “My gym is in an old castle deep in the mountains between Kanto and Johto, north of the Indigo Plateau. I can give you a rough map of where it is.”
Ammy smiled. “I’m building my gym on Lake Verity, in Sinnoh. Just tell challengers to head to Twinleaf Town. It’s not far from there.”
Karin smiled. “Ooh, I love Lake Verity. I’ll have to come visit you sometime, and we can go swimming.”
David smirked at Cole. “And I’ll have to come visit them. Pretty girls in swimsuits!”
Cole kicked him under the table. “You sound like that gym leader from Pewter City.” David only laughed.
“My gym is on a mesa south and west of the Unova region,” the flying type leader said to Raj. “It’s a long journey by foot, but if you fly, it’s not hard to find.”
“I’m in those caves west of Cianwood City in Johto,” Karin said. “No one’s used it in a while, so I just set up shop there. It’s actually marked on some of the old maps.”
Fire waved her hand. “Ooh! Ooh! I found this steel mine under Mount Silver! It’s cool! I’m making my gym there!”
Becca bared her teeth. “Mount Silver? Don’t expect many visits from me.”
Cole suddenly felt embarrassed. Not only did he not have a badge, he didn’t have a gym, either! He’d been too busy relaxing in Unova to find one. The past three weeks, he’d been relaxing in Undella Town, and playing with his pokemon in White Forest.
“I… I don’t have one yet. But I heard a legend from the Village Elder in White Forest that there’s a forest to the northeast of Unova, where it’s always autumn, like on the Bellchime Trail in Johto. It used to be the favorite resting place of Ho-oh, before the Bell Tower was built. I think I’ll go there. It seems… right. That I’m supposed to build my gym there. In a place blessed by a fire pokemon.”
Raj smiled. “Don’t worry. You have time. Just send word as soon as you can.”
Nate stretched. “All right. I guess this meeting is adjourned. If we need you to know anything else, we’ll send a letter, or call you on your Xtranscievers. Later, everyone.”
As he got up, Hastings, the courier, ran back into the room. “Sir Raj! The Champion! He’s… He’s…”
“Slow down man, catch your breath!” Nate snapped.
Phoenix leaned forward. “What’s wrong, Hastings? The Champion’s just sick, we know that. Has the fever gotten worse?”
“No!” Hastings cried. “It’s not that at all! The Champion is just… gone!”
“You’re lying!” Nate roared. “The Champion would never leave without telling anyone!”
There was a flash of light, and four cloaked figures and a Beeheyem appeared in the center of the chamber. The pokemon in the room jumped forward, fangs and claws bared. The middle figure clapped his hands together once, and Beeheyem glowed faintly. The attacking pokemon were halted by its psychic power.
Mozzeh sucked in a breath. “What’s wrong?” David hissed.
“Those three men!” Mozzeh whispered back. “I’d know them anywhere! It’s the Shadow Triad!”
“The Shadow Triad?” Cole muttered. “But… why? They said just a couple weeks ago they were going to find Ghetsis!” Then he looked at the man in the center of the triangle. He could see little of his face beneath the large hood, but…
“No! It can’t be!”
Karin leapt up from the table. “Spooks! Quick! Shadow Ball!”
Rotom focused its energy and launched the dark mass at the man in the middle. He nodded slowly, and Beeheyem darted in front of him, throwing up a Protect.
“Using his pokemon as a shield…” Cole growled. “It’s gotta be Ghetsis!”
Athena hissed. Ghetsis’s Bisharp in the battle at N’s Castle had mortally wounded her, under Ghetsis’s express command to torture her. She must have recognized his scent, and wanted revenge.
“Easy girl,” Cole murmured.
"I’ll kill him!"
“Not now. He’s here for a reason. And if he’s not…”
“Then Genesis and I will show him a world of pain,” David whispered. “I’ve heard about this bastard.”
Raj was standing now, his Accelgor at his side. “What are you doing here, interlopers?”
The man in the middle smirked. “I have merely come to bring you the news. You must have noticed four members of your assembly are not present.”
“If you have anything to do with this, you’ll pay!” Nate roared.
The man smiled. “I have everything to do with it. I have captured them. They are safe. For now. I will release them to you… if you give to me all of your pokemon.”
“Okay, really?” Cole snorted. “That’s never been done before.”
The man glared at him. “Cole. How does your Scrafty fare? I heard through the grapevine it was wounded quite severely.”
“Athena? You can kill him now.”
Athena’s ears crackled with flame, and a V composed of purple and red fire launched at the circle. Again, Beeheyem used Protect to stop it. “Garchomp! Giga Impact!” Becca shrieked.
The cloaked man tossed out another pokéball. When the light cleared, a large blue pokemon stood in front of Becca. “L-Lapras?” Becca said, trembling with rage. “Lapras?! You bastard! How did you know about that? How do you know about Dracoburn?”
The man shook his head. “I know everything. Now, Raj. Tell your league to turn over all of their pokemon, and the others go free.”
Phoenix crossed his arms. “I say we don’t. Why don’t we just take you captive, and make you tell us where they are? Braviary, Sceptile, get him!”
The two pokemon leapt at the group in the center of the room, only to be stopped by Beeheyem. The cloaked man in the middle nodded to the assembled leaders and Elite Four members. “You will regret this day.”
He vanished.
The other three men all raised their right fist. “Long live Team Omega!” They too, vanished in a flash of light. Finally, Beeheyem also teleported away.
Nate slammed his fist down on the table. “Those bastards!”
***
The group stood outside the Tower of the Ancients. The storm was clearing. They all knew by unspoken agreement that this Team Omega had likely caused it to separate them, and capture them all.
Fire, her Steelix and her Metagross were preparing to leave. “Bye, everyone!” she said with a wave. “I’m gonna head back to Mount Silver, get my pokemon, and then find those shady guys! Let’s get our comrades back!” She hopped on Steelix’s back, and vanished down the slope of the mountain.
Mozzeh clasped David and Cole on the shoulder. “It was good to meet you both. I am going to see what I can find out from Interpol about Ghetsis. I wonder as to his movements. Perhaps their files show some insight…” He jumped onto the back of his Dragonite, and along with Hydreigon, took off into the sky.
David sighed. “Man, that guy’s so cool. I hope I see him again some day. Well, anyways, I’d best be off Cole. See you soon.” He jumped on Genesis’s back, and the two ran off down the windy trail down the mountain.
Karin waved goodbye in her quiet way, and climbed on to Bullet’s back. Spooks floated alongside her, and the trio followed after Genesis and David.
Ammy came up to stand beside Cole. “Good luck out there. I know the others didn’t think of it, but here’s my Xtransceiver number. Call me every so often so I know you haven’t been kidnapped. Oh, and here’s mine, so you can check on me too.” She smiled wistfully. “Where are you headed? I think I’m going to stick around here for a while. Phoenix tells me the Tower has a cool Library. Maybe I can learn some strategies.”
Cole shrugged, and Athena giggled as she rode up and down on his shoulder. “I think I’m going to go set up my gym. No one but you guys knows where that is, so I should be safe. But I’ll call you.”
He waved to Raj. “I’ll send you the information as soon as I’m set up!”
He got on Charizard’s back, but Becca ran in front of him. “Wait! Hey, Cole, I wanted to apologize for being such a jerk.”
Cole shook his head. “No worries.”
“No, really. I guess… I was kind of jealous. You got the type I wanted, and your Charizard is so healthy and strong. Not like Dracoburn.”
“Dracoburn?” Cole asked. “You said that back at the conference. What is it?”
“It’s the name of my Charizard. He was blinded, in a battle against Red at the top of Mount Silver. His Lapras used Blizzard, and Dracoburn jumped right in front of it to protect me.”
“That’s why you stopped when that guy threw out a Lapras.”
“Yeah.”
“And when Fire said her gym was in Mount Silver…”
“Yeah.”
“I’m sorry,” was all Cole could say.
Becca shrugged, not looking at all like her former unshakeable self. “Hey, you didn’t know. No big deal. And… well, I’m going to go to Twist Mountain for a while. Clay and Skyla are old friends of mine, and Twist Mountain is right near both of them. Plus… I just like mountains. So if you’re in the neighborhood…”
“Yeah,” Cole said with a grin. “Charizard and Dracoburn can fly together.”
Becca stuck out her hand. Cole shook it. “Keep in touch,” Becca said sternly. “If we’re going after these Team Omega guys, we’re going to have to work together.” Cole nodded.
Then, Charizard unfurled his mighty wings, took a running start and soared off into the sky. They circled the Tower several times, before soaring away to the distant eastern horizon.
New challenges lay ahead, but with his new friends, Cole could conquer them. They were more than just a league. They were partners, just like people and pokemon, lending their strengths to each other.
The skies were clear for miles around and Charizard roared to the empty heavens, challenging the sun to a race across the sky.
I pride myself in my shiny Rayquaza! It took me only 4 Sr's to get it!
My favorite pokemon.
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