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    Post A League of their own (G)

    It's been a very long time since I last wrote anything at all. Longer than I care to remember! So to remedy this I decided to write a one shot about a trainer preparing to enter a league of my own creation. So please read and enjoy! All feedback will be much appreciated.

    This is no longer a one-shot but instead it is a prologue which will be updated with stories from Sven's ten or so years of being a Pokemon trainer. This will eventually culminate in his Staffs league challenge. The chapters will not be chronological but will be posted at random from different points in his life. I will also vary the medium in which I write as I'm still a little rusty and want to try out different things i.e. Diary entries, P.O.V's, etc. I will update every few days with luck!

    Once I learn how to put a contents page in I shall. Anyone who can help please PM me


    A League of their own

    The Pokémon centre, one of many facilities specially built to provide health care for participants during the Staffs league, buzzed with cries of excitement from both trainer and Pokémon alike. It was the first day of league entry and the building was full of trainers mulling over the nine partners who would accompany them in their campaign to earn the title of ‘Staffs League Champion’. Sitting at a table in the centre’s café with a freshly brewed cup of tea, one such trainer considered his options.


    Skimming idly through the rules, the trainer snorted derisively at the rule stipulating that you could not use legendary Pokémon. Who had legendary Pokémon anyway? They were after-all unique and even Sven’s lecturers at University hadn’t owned any! Having extracted as much amusement as he felt he could, Sven stopped procrastinating and began the process of picking his nine champions.


    The first was easy, his starter Blastoise. Who better to bring than the companion with whom he had spent the past eleven years sharing in adventures and education with? Sven had first met Blastoise as a Squirtle back in junior school at the beginning of his penultimate year when all children were given a starter Pokémon based on their previous grades. Despite being a top tier student, Sven had allowed the remaining Charmander to go to his best friend in favour of the jolly tiny turtle who had been amusing himself by blowing bubbles into the air and bursting them with his tail. Since that first day, when they’d gone on to beating Kurt and Charmander in a battle, the two had remained staunch allies and had become a well-known double act throughout school, famed both as fierce battlers and class clowns. Thinking back to those times, Sven smiled as he entered Blastoise’s details into the first blank box.

    Pokémon Species: Blastoise
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 85
    Move set: Hydro Pump, Ice Beam, Skull Bash, and Rapid Spin

    One down, eight more to go.


    Staring at the second box, Sven’s mind drifted back to the final day of junior school. He had been walking home when he had seen an injured Bulbasaur which had previously belonged to Scott, an unpleasant boy who had been expelled a few months previously. Scott had never been bright and so had been awarded Bulbasaur as a starter due to its low level of maintenance. However, whilst Bulbasaur was easy to raise it still required care, something Scott had neglected to provide. Sven had rushed Bulbasaur home to his father who agreed to be his trainer until Sven’s licence had been upgraded later that year on the condition that he continued his education with the view of inheriting the family gym when the time came. Of course being a boy of his word, Sven had focussed on the grass type upon entering University and had raised many powerful grass types with Venusaur being at the forefront of any assessment he had undertaken. Once he had gotten over his rough treatment at the hands of Scott, Bulbasaur had proven to be a brave individual who never gave up and had gotten Sven out of many tricky situations. With this in mind, Sven entered into the second box.

    Pokémon Species: Venusaur
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 89
    Move set: Sludge Bomb, Seed Bomb, Double Edge, and Earthquake

    Now with these two, there’s only one guy I want as my third member.


    Upon entering secondary school, Sven had been required to provide three Pokémon with which to train. To help him with this and as a reward for achieving such high grades at junior school, his Grandparents had bought him a Magby with the view of seeing their grandson enter school with a balanced team. Originally, Sven had been less than impressed with the Live Coal Pokémon which appeared too timid to even be capable of battling, not forgetting that the Magby line was considered an out of date choice with people tending to favour the duel type fire Pokémon such Infernape and Camerupt. Yet with time, Magby grew up to be a confident battler and had featured heavily in many of Sven’s gym battles and assessments both as a Magby and Magmar. Having only recently evolved Magmar into Magmortar, Sven had worked hard to make sure that his speed was not inhibited by his newfound bulk and that the tremendous boost in power would be worth it.

    Pokémon Species: Magmortar
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 90
    Move set: Fire Blast, Thunderbolt, Earthquake, Cross chop

    This is getting a lot easier now; I guess the other three will be left out if I don’t pick them now!


    Sven smiled as he entered the next three Pokémon into the remaining blank boxes without a second thought.


    Pokémon Species: Clefable
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 81
    Move set: Meteor Mash, Moonlight, Cosmic Power, and Ice Beam

    Pokémon Species: Medicham
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 83
    Move set: Hi Jump Kick, Psycho Cut, Ice Punch, and Thunder Punch

    Pokémon Species: Flygon
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 84
    Move set: Dragon Claw, Earthquake, Fireblast, and Fly

    Entering his secondary school team seemed like a good idea to Sven. They were the six Pokémon who had fought together the most throughout his eleven year journey and they had earned him his place at University even if only Venusaur had actually accompanied him there. Clefable, Medicham and Flygon had all been caught and trained during the two years of optional education Sven had undertook and with them he had managed to achieve an impressive semi-finalist position during the school’s leaver’s tournament. He had also managed to win the first 6 tiers of the Staffs gym badges and with their help won the two final tiers upon graduating from the Grass leader’s course at University. With this Sven was qualified to take over the gym from his father who soon looked to be retiring. However first, he had to have one last chance at tournament battling with the hope of finally gaining that elusive first place!


    With this in mind, Sven had to carefully consider his three substitutes, Pokémon he could use if any of his chosen six were tired or injured. For this Sven had a number of other Pokémon at his disposal, consisting mostly of Grass Pokémon he’d specially trained at University. Of these he went for the Pokémon who had won him his final degree, Breloom. Breloom had been the first Pokémon he’d obtained upon embarking on his course and made up half of his Gym leader’s core. Strong and adamant in its belief of victory, Breloom had pushed herself to the limit during Sven’s final battle against the invigilator’s Pidgeot and had barely managed to survive the final assault of Brave Bird. Since that day Breloom had spent time recuperating and rebuilding her strength, but Sven felt that the time for return was imminent and decided to include her in his reserves.

    Pokémon Species: Breloom
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 79
    Move Set: Spore, Focus Punch, Seed bomb and Substitute

    Two more spaces, who to choose?


    Although he knew it was risky to include another grass Pokémon, Sven decided that he could rely on his specialist type training and maintain a decent chance of success. With this in mind he entered into the eighth party slot.

    Pokémon Species: Cacturne
    Nickname: N/A
    Power level: 70
    Move Set: Needle Arm, Spikes, Counter and Sucker Punch

    A bit of new blood can’t hurt after-all!


    Sven had only caught Cacturne the previous summer and had barely managed to train him to the level required for his final assessment. Sadly, Cacturne’s inexperience had cost him dearly and he had failed to achieve a single win during these battles. However since graduation, Cacturne had undergone several tough experiences and Sven now felt that he deserved a chance to put right the defeats he’d suffered previously.


    With one last position remaining unfilled, Sven had only one more decision left to make. He decided upon Char-char. It was a shame about the nickname but Sophie had always been a bit odd when it came to choosing them. Thinking about Sophie suddenly sent Sven’s mind reeling. He supposed some things never completely sort themselves out, but he had to try. After all, if the rumours of a female trainer with a powerful Rhyperior were true, he may have to face his past demons in the upcoming tournament. If that was to be the case then it was only fitting that Char-char got the chance to face off against his old trainer. Feeling, perhaps melodramatically, that his hand was guided by fate Sven filled out the final box.

    Pokémon Species: Charizard
    Nickname: Char-char
    Power level: 69
    Move set: Flamethrower, Seismic Toss, Fly and Earthquake.

    Stopping quickly to review his choices, Sven drained the lukewarm remnants of his tea and headed to the queue forming by the main desk. Standing quietly in line, he reflected on what this competition meant. It would be his last chance to prove to those who doubted his abilities how good he was and that his bond with all of his Pokémon was the reason behind that. He knew each of them inside out and the tactics he would need to implement. He knew it was his last chance to win a tournament for the foreseeable future and probably the last time that some of his Pokémon would fight together. He reached Nurse Joy and handed the form over.

    “This all seemed to be in order”, she said checking the form. “Are you sure these are the Pokémon you want to use?”

    “Yep, these are the crčme de la crčme of my Pokémon.” Sven smiled, “I suppose you could say they are in a league of their own!”

    How they would fare remained to be seen.
    Last edited by FlyingTotodile; 27th August 2012 at 11:55 AM.

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    Very nicely done! This was certainly a different type of story, with the breaks for when Sven was writing the different components of the form, but I liked it. I loved seeing all the different stories behid his Pokemon and why he Sven chose them.

    Also, why'd you have to leave that little cliffhanger near the end, when you mentioned Sophie and the possibility of battling her? Now I really want to see a chapter or something added to this, describing the battles Sven would experience in this League challenge.

    It would be his last chance to prove to those who doubted his abilities, how good he was and that his bond with all of his Pokémon was the reason behind that.
    I feel like there should be a comma here. and maybe after 'how good he was' as well. It seemed like you were listing different things here, so you would want a pause between the different things people had doubted about Sven.

    Other than that, I didn't see any other mistakes. Great work here, and I expect a battle sequence now, even though this is a one-shot. :P

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    Really, really good. I can really see nothing wrong, but I do have one question.

    With the Pokemon he's had for a while, seemingly everyone except Cacturne, why are they still only in their 70s? Especially Blastoise who was his starter and was said to be his for eleven years. I'm guessing it's supposed to not make him seem overpowered, but it also seems like he is at a tournament meant for strong trainers so being powerful seems more realistic.

    I rather like the premise of a reminiscing trainer about to enter a tournament and going through his Pokemon. Not much more to say as it was a rather basic story. Maybe you could've used a little more detail, especially on his past with Sophie.

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    Quote Originally Posted by CuriousHeartless View Post
    Really, really good. I can really see nothing wrong, but I do have one question.

    With the Pokemon he's had for a while, seemingly everyone except Cacturne, why are they still only in their 70s? Especially Blastoise who was his starter and was said to be his for eleven years. I'm guessing it's supposed to not make him seem overpowered, but it also seems like he is at a tournament meant for strong trainers so being powerful seems more realistic.

    I rather like the premise of a reminiscing trainer about to enter a tournament and going through his Pokemon. Not much more to say as it was a rather basic story. Maybe you could've used a little more detail, especially on his past with Sophie.
    Thanks for the pointers on the levels, I've since changed the ones I felt needed tweaking.

    To the both of you, thanks for your positive reviews and expressing an interest in Sven's past, Sophie in particular. I will probably write a few more sections from Sven's past including battle sequences and then maybe write chronologically on from where this piece leaves off in order to cover the league.

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    Post A week beginning

    So here is the first chapter and first step in the adventure of Sven. All feedback, especially regarding my first battle scene is appreciated!

    A week beginning


    07/09/2009
    Dear Diary,
    I don’t normally write in you until bedtime, but this morning’s entry is just because I’m so excited! Today I receive my very first Pokémon! Me and all my friends have been waiting for ages for today to finally come and it’s finally here. In a few hours’ time I’m going to have a cute and brave little Charmander all of my own, to battle with and become stronger. Then one day me and Kurt can fly our Charizards off to the Staffs league and battle to become the Champion. He’s always done as well as me in tests but I know I’d beat him in a real battle. He just doesn’t have the same link with Pokémon that I do. Anyway, Mum’s calling me to walk me to school now. I’ll try and write in you later if I’m not too busy with Charmander!
    Goodbye,
    Sven

    09/09/2009
    Dear Diary,
    Sorry, I’ve been away but I’ve been too busy but not in the way I expected to be. I didn’t get Charmander in the end, I got Squirtle instead. But it doesn’t matter because I’m never going to be a Pokémon champion, especially when I lost my first battle to Kurt and his Charmander. We were battling as part of a bonding exercise with our new Pokémon, something that didn’t go too well for us. I can’t battle. I just can’t. Squirtle is really great and I really love him but he doesn’t deserve a trainer like me. We started the battle and I thought it would be really cool to start off in a dashing, dynamic manner and command Squirtle to use Bubble. So I shouted “Squirtle, use Bubble now” only it came out more like “Squirl use Bubbleh neh”. Squirtle just turned round and looked at me as if I’d gone mad. Kurt however, easily commanded Charmander to use Scratch and because Squirtle’s back was turned, he landed a critical hit. No-one lost quicker than me, not even Scott and he isn’t even allowed to take his Bulbasaur home! Kurt says that it’s not my fault and that he’s just a battling genius, but I know better. I’m just not capable of commanding Pokémon in battle.
    Anyway, I should get to bed, I’ve got verbal command training tomorrow, whatever that is. I don’t really care to be honest.
    Goodnight,
    Sven

    10/09/2009
    Dear Diary,
    I think I may have overreacted before. Today we learnt about verbal command training, something which teaches us how to communicate with our Pokémon in the heat of battle. Apparently what happened to Squirtle and I happens to most young trainers and it’s nothing to worry about. Miss Baldwin says that even powerful trainers like Casey Jones had to start somewhere and that once, even him and Rafael, his Blastoise, would’ve struggled.
    Since then, we’ve been training all day and plan to challenge Kurt and Charmander to a rematch. I really hope that this time we win. I think he’s going to become my rival as today didn’t want to talk to me about his training sessions. I hope this doesn’t mean we can’t be best friends! We’ll find out tomorrow I suppose. Squirtle’s been napping but he’s just woken up. I should probably go and try to tire him out before bed, otherwise I’ll end up being woken up at three in the morning again by a deluge of bubbles!
    Goodnight,
    Sven

    11/09/2009
    Dear Diary,
    Today I have made my first step towards becoming a Pokémon champion! I beat Kurt in a battle which was so amazing and awe-inspiring; I’m going to write down it in here for posterity for me to look back on in the future!
    As the last class of our Pokémon introductory module we had to have another battle to show off what we’d learnt. As soon as we were told to partner up I found Kurt, who was if anything, more eager to battle than I was. We were the last match of the day and Squirtle and I knew exactly what we were going to do! Without further ado, Kurt sent out Charmander to meet Squirtle in the centre of the arena and commanded him to get in close with a Scratch. Responding swiftly, I told Squirtle to use his tail to push himself backwards and then to retaliate with Bubble. Kurt quickly told Charmander to block it with Ember, not remembering that fire is weak to water, he’s always had trouble memorising the types! The bubbles slammed into Charmander, dazing him and leaving him wide open to the tackle with I ordered Squirtle to perform, my voice ringing with clarity. By this point the little lizard had had enough and collapsed on the floor, heralding an end to the battle. Okay, so it doesn’t sound quite as impressive on paper, but trust me it was a sight worth seeing.
    I’d won a decisive victory against my new rival; hopefully it’ll be the first of many! It turns out that me and Kurt will still be friends as he came up to me afterwards and congratulated me on getting Squirtle to use his tail to jump out of the way. I responded graciously by telling him that it was fine and that as his rival, it was my job to keep him on his feet. I thought this sounded really cool and dignified, but everybody else, including Kurt just laughed at me. I suppose I have a long way still to go if I’m to become as awesome as Casey Jones! I’m off now anyway, Dad has had a very successful day at the Gym and wants to take us all out to celebrate seeming as it’s Friday!
    Goodbye,
    Sven

    12/09/2009
    Dear Diary,
    I didn’t expect to be up this early on a Saturday, but Squirtle woke up and decided that I should do the same! I don’t really mind however as I’m still proud of him for yesterday. I told Dad all about it last night and he said it won’t be long until we have our own Gym like Machamp and himself. I don’t really want to be a Gym Leader however, I have bigger plans! Squirtle’s just eating his breakfast at the moment. Though I love him dearly, he is a handful. I’m kind of dreading when my trainer’s license matures and I have three or more Pokémon pestering me. Katia asked me why I haven’t just put Squirtle into a pokeball, but she isn’t old enough to understand the fun of having a Pokémon with you at all times, this’ll never get old! Anyway, I’m off to spend my day exploring with Squirtle. Hopefully we’ll find some Pokémon to train with; I’m really hoping that he learns Water Gun soon so we can show Kurt and the others we’re as cool as our catch-phrases!
    Goodbye,
    Sven

    13/09/2009
    Dear Diary,
    I’ve just put Squirtle into his Pokeball for the night. I’m exhausted and could really do with a rest before school tomorrow. Not much to say really, we went for a walk on the nearby heathland today and Dad had to save Squirtle and I from a Fearow. We’d been testing our strength against a Spearow when the mother turned up not best pleased with us. Dad is so strong though, he just commanded Machamp to drive her away with a Stone Edge. Even with a type disadvantage he’s strong!
    I’m going to bed now and tomorrow I’m going to ask Miss Baldwin all about how you can cover type disadvantages, I’m sure Squirtle can learn something to stop Grass and Electric types in their tracks. I hope so, because Katia says that when she’s old enough she’s going to catch a Pikachu and zap us into submission. However, I think she’s just angry cause Squirtle got a little excited and spewed bubbles all over her room earlier. Mum was not impressed! Anyway, it’s really time for bed. I’m going to need all my strength if every week of Pokémon training is as tiring as this one was!
    Goodnight,
    Sven

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