From his vantage point high above the stadium of the Eon Academy, invisible, Latios watched as eight figures rushed from the stadium, scattering in various directions to take up their posts, whilst in the distance, Latios could sense a small cluster of consciousnesses all making their way towards the Academy, mostly human, but some not.
“Estimating eight people and two Pokemon, maybe three…” Latios shared telepathically with those on the ground below them, as they began to slow. ”All coming in together from the air…”
Below Latios, the figures slowed as they found their posts, and in the distance, Latios saw the oncoming force. Visibly, they were almost imperceptible in the night sky, with only one of the Pokemon even remotely visible. However even then it was only a violet coloured blur. Behind it however seemed to be something almost equally dark as the night sky, making it practically invisible. Latios was only able to see their opponents by their auras, representing their emotions, that only he and Latias could see.
”I’m going to try and split them up…” Latios said. ”Otherwise they will force their way straight into the stadium…”
”Do it, but after that, stay out of sight and undetected!” Jon ordered. ”We have enough battlers, but we need you keeping watch over the battle!”
As much as Latios didn’t like being relegated to a glorified spectator, he understood why. Latios would battle best at Jon’s side, but Jon’s non-Legendary Pokemon were not much less capable than Latios himself. Meanwhile Rayquaza and Giratina both eclipsed the Eon Pokemon in terms of sheer power. And whilst Latias could take this watchtower role, Latios knew Willow would need Latias by her side in the coming battle.
As the oncoming force drew closer, and was lit up by the light pollution of the Eon Academy and nearby properties and streetlights, Latios could now distinguish three forms making their way towards the property. One large, jet black, and draconic, which Jon, seeing through Latios’ sight himself, identified as Zekrom, and two that were incredibly large birds. The fastest of the trio was black with a crimson underside, that Jon recognised as Yveltal, the Pokemon that he and Zoroark had battled in the instance not even an hour earlier. The third Pokemon, which was violet in colour, looked familiar, though Jon did not know what it was.
”Latios, where are the bulk of the humans?” Jon asked.
”Four on Zekrom, three on Yveltal and one on the other bird…”
Latios could feel Jon’s thoughts as he weighed their odds.
”One good hit on Zekrom, then don’t let yourself be detected,” Jon ordered. “Try and knock down as many of its passengers as you can. They’re the priority…”
Latios forwarded a thought of acknowledgement, before focusing on the enemy closing in. In a matter of seconds, all three would be flying over the western side of the outer ring, where Steven stood ready to fight. Focusing not on Zekrom itself, but the space between the occupants who held onto its back, Latios, knowing this was the only attack it planned on using, channelled all of its telekinetic strength into a single, explosive blast.
On the ground, Steven, who was watching the oncoming force, heard a boom, as two shadows seemed to be launched from Zekrom’s back, one soaring through the air northbound, and another falling towards him. There was a cry from the unfamiliar violet bird Pokemon, which, alongside Yveltal, slowed and began their descent. However, the descent of the two figures who had been thrown off Zekrom’s back by Latios’ opening strike, began to slow, causing them to gently float towards the ground. Steven found himself facing a short man in his early twenties, with shaggy brown hair and a tanned complexion. Before he even reached the ground, the man had tossed a Pokeball, which upon hitting the ground, exploded into a brilliant white light, revealing a Pokemon Steven recognised as Entei.
“I’ve got Shackle on the western border!” Steven called out, knowing Latios would hear the thoughts, before withdrawing his own Pokemon.
Waiting by the western edge of the middle circle, Justin stood by Regieleki, and watched as the trio of flying Pokemon attempted to fly over him. He knew he could slow one down, and in a moment of sheer calculation, picked his target. Regieleki would not be effective against Zekrom, and he had seen what had happened when Latios had knocked two of Blackstone’s operatives off. One of the Pokemon had telekinesis, and Jon had mentioned Yveltal being Dark Type, as well as obviously flying.
“Regieleki, Zap Cannon!” Justin ordered, making sure to project his voice. “Hit the smallest one!”
Latios was the biggest advantage the Eon Academy held, as the Academy’s namesake would be able to monitor the battlefield, and when, hopefully, one of his teammates defeated their opponent, Latios could send them to support someone in need. Whilst invisible and in the air, Latios was almost undetectable, however if the violet bird was a psychic type, Latios would be at risk of being discovered.
As Regieleki launched Zap Cannon, the violet bird dived towards the ground, causing the powerful bolt of electricity to miss. Yveltal, who was almost hit in the crossfire dived as well, however instead flew over the stadium, disappearing behind the large structure. Zekrom however seemed to pick up speed, as it charged up an attack.
Inside the stadium, there was a bang as the foyer that stood between the Academy grounds and the stadium itself exploded into a mess of shattered glass, flying in all directions, and plasterboard vaporised from the Bolt Strike attack. Jon grabbed a Pokeball as the large form of Zekrom flew in through the entrance it had created, landing heavily on the ground, before launching a Thunderbolt at Abbee, which Victini blocked instinctively, and two figures jumped to the ground, letting out an additional three Pokemon. As Jon recognised Regidrago from the photos of the statue Justin had shown him, and Zapdos, he felt his head become light, as his vision slowly turned to black. At first he thought the unidentified Pokemon, which stood at near seven feet tall, with cyan fur and large horns emerging from its head, was possibly using an attack on him, however this feeling was far too familiar for Jon to kid himself.
He saw in his mind the scene in his en suite that morning, where he was about to take his anti-convulsants, before placing the bottle down in order to try and convince Alyssa to go to Rustboro with Rose and Ethan, and forgetting about them before leaving the house to begin the proceedings of the Eon Academy’s final day of summer.
If he had been conscious even a second longer, he would have been kicking himself, knowing that one oversight was preventing him from taking action when those around him needed it most, however Jon was already gone, leaving his body a convulsing, flailing mess on the stadium floor.
“Jon!” Violet called out fruitlessly, as Victini, knowing that every instant wasted with words was vital, reached out telekinetically, grabbing Jon as quickly as he could, and throwing him past the barrier into the seating area of the stadium, hoping he hadn’t done any lasting damage to his friend. A split second later, a Thunder attack from Zapdos, trained in on the spot where Jon had lay immobile and defenceless a split second earlier, struck, easing Victini’s conscience a little, at the rough but necessary treatment of his friend.
“Look out!” Jarena called, as Victini looked back, to see Zekrom releasing another attack, trained directly on Victini, and Abbee who stood behind him.
Victini was almost blinded by the dark grey form erupting from the ground in front of him, using Protect to block the powerful Dragonbreath attack. When Victini recognised the form as a Dusknoir, he first thought that Dylan had left his post, before Violet called out.
“Kano, Disable!” Violet shouted, as the Dusknoir in front of Victini cried out, stopping Zekrom from using a follow-up Dragon Breath. “You’ve got Jon out of the way Victini! Now focus on these guys!”
“Right!” Victini shouted as he rushed past Kano, and jumped, launching itself upwards with an explosion of fire beneath its feet, and readying an attack on Zapdos.
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From where he stood at the eastern edge of the outer ring, Lance watched as Yveltal, dived over the stadium, however instead of landing on the other side where Charlotte waited, turned southbound, dropping off two people who were on its back. One was stopped by Charlotte, as the other, having seen from the air Willow who stood at the northernmost point of the inner circle, rushed north to engage her, as Yveltal landed at the southernmost point, where Cassandra waited for it. Lance knew why.
In terms of the number of trainers, those defending held the advantage of numbers, and given how many of Blackstone’s Legendary Pokemon were beaten when they had been split up by Palkia, especially by trainers commanding non-Legendary Pokemon themselves, any member of Blackstone who was outnumbered would likely be disadvantaged. Meanwhile Blackstone had the advantage in terms of numbers of Legendary Pokemon. By engaging Willow voluntarily, this prevented Willow from supporting Charlotte. Whilst Lance still disliked Jon greatly, he could see the benefit to this tactic. Despite the sheer volume of Legendary Pokemon, each member of the Eon Academy could hold their ground on their own, and by spreading them out across the property, Blackstone were forced to spread themselves too thin and meet them, in order to not be outnumbered. What this meant however, was that their strongest would either already be inside the stadium, probably the source of the explosion that had just smashed through the foyer entrance, or just outside, being held off by Justin.
Lance turned at the sound of dry grass crunching under the boot of someone approaching, and found himself face to face with a tall young woman, with wavy blonde hair, that fell down her back. Lance knew that only three Dragon Type Pokemon had been identified in the battles earlier that evening. Zekrom, who Lance saw flying towards the property earlier, and presumed had been the source of the explosion at the stadium, Palkia, who had been killed by Jon and Chris, and Regidrago, which had been in the possession of a male operative. In addition, Lance knew that so far no Fairy Type Pokemon had been identified in the prior battles, nor Ice Types. Knowing it was his safest bet, Lance sent out Dragonite.
“Who would have thought, the disgrace of a champion is helping Jon Drake and his pet witches…” the woman said with a sneer. “You all friends now or something?”
“Like hell,” Lance replied. “I’d been watching you lot since I broke out, trying to do some damage, and just so happened to realise you were heading here…”
The woman in front of him seemed to have a moment of realisation, before a bitter expression crossed her face.
“You killed Shield?” the woman asked, her face a mask of grim anger. Lance smirked.
“Was that her name?” Lance asked. “The one who strayed too far from the pack and didn’t leave Mount Silver?”
“No… Shield died in Meteor Falls three weeks ago…”
“Oh, him…” Lance answered antagonistically. “He put up that little of a fight, I didn’t even think he had one of your little codenames…”
Silently the woman withdrew a Pokeball, tossing it forward, revealing a well built Pokemon with a metallic maroon coloured body, covered with gold and light blue accents.
“So you’re Geyser…” Lance said mockingly, having recognised Volcanion, and seen the name Cassandra had written on the whiteboard in the stadium. “That was really the best codename they could come up with?”
“Scald!” Geyser ordered angrily, as Lance smirked.
“Protect!”
Dragonite raised a protect barrier, taking the force of the attack and dispersing it, and given Dragonite being the naturally faster of the two Pokemon, Lance knew that a follow up attack would almost certainly strike first.
“Follow it with Stone Edge!” Lance commanded, as Dragonite roared in affirmation, before diving towards its opponent.
“Steam Eruption!” Geyser ordered in retaliation.
“Dragonite, fall back!”
At the last second, Dragonite swerved to the side, passing Volcanion without making an attack, and missed by a matter of inches a pressurised explosion of white-hot steam that propelled in every direction from Volcanion. Whilst Lance knew between Dragonite resisting Water-Type moves, and its Multiscale ability, that the attack would not deal a large amount of damage, even from a Legendary Pokemon, the risk of a burn would be devastating with Dragonite’s strength being it is physical attacks, which would be made weaker by a burn.
“Now, Hydro Pump!”
Dragonite wasn’t able to dodge in time as a torrent of water, thankfully not scalding like the previous attacks, was launched from Volcanion’s jaws, striking Dragonite directly.
“Thunderbolt!” Lance ordered, knowing that he needed to wait for the right opportunity to get into close quarters.
“Protect!” Geyser commanded in response. Volcanion roared as it raised a protect barrier blocking the hit entirely.
“Goddamn…” Lance muttered in irritation. Whilst Dragonite didn’t seem too phased by the attack it took, Multiscale had now been used and unless Lance found a way to restore Dragonite back to full health, the only way he knew of would be to use Rest and put Dragonite to sleep, whatever hit Dragonite took next would hit much harder. Meanwhile, he still had to account for his Pokemon’s stamina, and given Dragonite weighed more than Volcanion, and was moving around the battlefield far more, Lance knew Dragonite would tire sooner.
That and the fact that, as strong as Dragonite was, the pair were facing a Legendary Pokemon. Lance had battled the odd Legendary Pokemon in his time as Champion, however they were not as well trained as he knew Blackstone would be training their Pokemon, and were also worn out by battling the Indigo League Elite Four prior. And whilst Lance had his Charizard battle Yveltal earlier that day, it was less for the sake of beating it and more to keep it occupied whilst Lugia fished Chris out of the ocean. Really, other than the battle against Groudon that afternoon, which even with Steven’s help, would have likely resulted in a loss, the only other Legendary Pokemon his Dragonite had faced was Jon’s Latios, who managed to hold it in place using nothing but his mind...
“I need a goddamn Legendary if they’re becoming this f**king common…” Lance muttered to himself…
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From where Chris stood guard at the northernmost point of the outer ring, he listened to the telepathic conversation between Jon and Latios, and watched as Latios launched the first attack knocking two people off Zekrom’s back. However when their fall seemed to slow, and one seemed to be moving towards him for a soft landing, Chris didn’t hesitate in grabbing Lugia’s Pokeball, opting for the Legendary both for its sheer strength, versatile movepool and also the fact that, unlike Chris’ Dragonite, Garchomp, Ninetales, Salamence and Hydreigon, it didn’t have a double weakness that would end the battle before it began.
“You’re dead…” called out a familiar voice as a figure floated down, though it seemed desperate to reach the ground faster than it was being telekinetically lowered. “You are so dead…”
As he landed, Chris recognised Scope, the trainer who formerly had Palkia under his control.
“Big talk seeing as your strongest Pokemon is dead…” Chris said coldly, as Lugia roared in agreement.
“Strongest is subjective…” Scope retorted bitterly. “Palkia was convenient with its spatial manipulation, but in terms of battle strength and versatility, it was a tie…”
Scope grabbed a Pokeball from his belt, and pelted it between himself and Chris. The Pokemon that emerged from it was one Chris had never seen before, which, given how much emphasis Jon placed on identifying Pokemon and knowing their traits as part of Eon Academy coursework, likely meant it was another Legendary Pokemon.
The Pokemon itself was not overly large, the same height as Dylan, however was well built, covered in grey fur with lime green claws and a matching snout, as well as black and white accents across its body, reminiscent of robes worn by martial artists. Chris was almost certain that this Pokemon was a Fighting Type, and whilst his classmates would have likely held back and let their opponent reveal what they were capable of, Chris saw this as an opportunity to end this battle before it even began. Between Lugia’s physical bulk as well as its Multiscale ability, Chris knew that whatever this Pokemon threw at it, it would be able to handle.
“Aeroblast Lugia!” Chris ordered. Lugia, which looked odd given it now only had a black scale covering one of its eyes, flew into the air, as its jaws opened and golden light materialised between them, erupting into a large beam, and striking the opposing Pokemon throwing it back.
“Urshifu!” Scope shouted. “Wicked Blow!”
With strong legs, equal in power to that of a Blaziken, the Pokemon, Chris presumed was Urshifu, launched itself into the air with an incredible jump, before landing a single, devastating blow on Lugia, which despite its Multiscale ability, knocked it out of the air, and caused it to fall to the ground. Chris dived to avoid the falling form of Lugia, who hit the ground with a crash, causing it to shake, and looked up in concern, though was thankful to see Lugia getting up. Chris’ first thought was that Urshifu had an ability that allowed all of its attacks to hit critically, however soon realised that was likely not the case.
“Wicked Blow again!”
“Lugia, Protect!” Chris commanded, as Lugia raised a Protect barrier. However, to his horror, something unusual happened. Instead of the heavy strike from Urshifu striking an unbreakable barrier, Urshifu seemed to vanish, before reappearing in Lugia’s blindspot, bypassing the barrier entirely, and striking Lugia. This time, not protected by Multiscale, Lugia roared in pain, being thrown back, and hitting the ground, unmoving. Whilst Chris couldn’t be certain whether Lugia was unconscious or not, he knew that given the fact he had played a key role in the killing of one of Scope’s Legendary partners, Chris didn’t want to give Scope the opportunity for retribution, so quickly returned Lugia to its Pokeball, sending out Charizard and giving an order before the light of the Pokeball had even struck.
“Inferno!”
Knowing that Scope, as angry as he was at Chris for killing Palkia, would not miss any opportunity, Chris had taken a gamble, figuring that Scope would be ordering Urshifu to hit him when he was unprotected. Which meant that if Urshifu were midway through an attack, there was very little it could do to block the very powerful, but highly inaccurate Fire-Type attack. However, it wasn’t the power of the attack that Chris had chosen it for, but instead the guaranteed burn it would inflict if the attack struck.
As the light of the Pokeball and the Inferno attack subsided, Charizard was thrown back by another Wicked Blow attack, however the damage it dealt was negligible compared to what it had struck Lugia with, and Urshifu, who had leapt back a few metres after landing the attack, seemed to have its fur singed, indicating the attack had struck.
“Now, Charizard!” Chris ordered, as he pressed the stone embedded into his stainless steel wristband, and Charizard exploded into a rainbow light, disappearing from view. “Substitute!”
Whilst Chris wanted nothing more than to attack, he remembered what Dylan had observed two summers earlier about Mega Evolution; the transformation process takes longer than it appears. Whilst Charizard may emerge from the rainbow light looking completely different, it would be a few seconds before its strength, speed and resilience had shifted to match its form. And Chris had since realised Urshifu’s ability didn’t cause it to land critical hits, but instead to bypass protection moves.
Charizard disappeared, being replaced by a bootleg, stuffed toy of itself.
“Brick Break!” Scope commanded. Urshifu launched forward, striking the substitute with a brick-shattering punch, however held back due to its burn, and to Chris’ relief, the substitute didn’t break, buying Charizard an additional free move.
“Swords Dance, Charizard!” Chris commanded. Urshifu struck the substitute again, causing it to disappear, and Charizard to reappear. “Now, Power-Up Punch!”
Launching itself towards Urshifu, Charizard struck the Legendary Pokemon with an attack that, whilst compared to Charizard’s other moves, was relatively weaker, was enough to launch the Pokemon back towards its trainer thanks to both Mega Charizard’s Tough Claws ability, and the power of Swords Dances.
Urshifu struck the ground and remained unmoving, causing Scope to swear in anger as he called the Pokemon back.
“What’s next?” Chris called out determinedly. “I’ve killed one of your Legendary Pokemon, and beaten the other. And Charizard is ready for anything…”
“You’re dead…” Scope muttered, as he grabbed another Pokeball.
“Charizard, substitute!” Chris commanded, as Scope’s Pokeball exploded into blinding light.
“Smokescreen!” Scope ordered, as smoke filled the impromptu battlefield, blocking Chris’ vision. Realising that with Charizard hidden, if Scope wasn’t attacking the Substitute, that he was the only target, Chris dived to the side.
“Charizard, Air Slash!”
The command was not to hit an unseen enemy, but instead clear the smoke. Charizard, still unseen due to the presence of the substitute, roared as gushes of air erupted from nowhere, blowing the bulk of the smoke away. When Chris looked around however, Scope was gone.
Looking to the north, over the cliff edge that made up the northern border of the Eon Academy, he saw a form of a flying Pokemon, flying away and carrying somebody on its back, lit only by the flame on the tail of the flying Pokemon. Scope had a Charizard, and was using it to flee.
“F**king coward…” Chris muttered, before looking to either side to figure out who needed his help more…
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Dylan stood behind the now open gate of the Eon Academy, which stood at the southern edge of the property. Whilst his post was behind it, he knew a physical gate would likely stand as much chance of holding back Blackstone as the foyer of the stadium which he heard destroyed less than a minute earlier. He saw Yveltal land near Cassandra, who was moving to fight the Pokemon herself, however knew he had to remain at his post.
Latios had confirmed that eight people were carried in by the flying Legendary Pokemon, and between the accounts given by the staff of the Academy, and the trainers they faced in Palkia’s instances, two were unaccounted for.
Latios had claimed there were four trainers on Zekrom, two of which were knocked off, and Dylan had seen, lowered to the ground near Chris and Steven, the other two remaining on Zekrom as it blasted its way into the stadium. There had been one trainer on the violet coloured bird Pokemon, which had landed near Justin’s post by the entrance to the stadium, and three on Yveltal. However, he could see nine individual beams of light shining in the sky, representing different enemies on the property. One seemed to be held back at the eastern edge of the property, despite Dylan having not seen any who flew in make it that far. This confirmed his hunch that others would be coming from other directions. It didn’t take long before his vigilance came to fruition.
The noise was faint, almost inaudible over the sounds of battle behind him, however immediately it stood out. Dylan had spent dozens upon dozens of hours, like the other interns, keeping watch overnight, whilst also having called the Eon Academy home for the last four years, acting as the unofficial groundskeeper, given his natural talent for understanding how things work, and fixing them. Though he didn’t realise it, he had come to know exactly how the property should sound on a normal night. And the footsteps he heard from outside the gate was not one of any wild nocturnal Pokemon that may move through the property, nor the sound of anyone walking towards it for any good reason.
“You may as well make yourself known!” Dylan called out, knowing that the beam of light would not trigger until whoever stood on the other side of the fence crossed the threshold of the property line. “We’ll know the moment you enter the property…”
There was silence for a minute, before the sound of footsteps no longer trying to conceal themselves. The pair of streetlights that illuminated the crossover between the Eon Academy driveway and Arcadia Drive cast shadows as a man who appeared to be in his late thirties stepped into the light. Despite not being particularly old, his black hair was peppered with grey, and his eyes seemed hardened, indicating to Dylan, that compared to what he had seen of Blackstone so far, that this man was likely amongst the more senior members.
“I figure you already know who I am, despite my best efforts,” Dylan said plainly. “Do I get the same privilege?”
“Obsidian,” the man said coldly. Dylan found himself confused for a moment, not recalling any of his teammates saying they battled someone with that codename during the earlier round. This meant one of two possibilities. The first, was that this man was their leader, who had not been in an instance prior, having been the one tasked with making his way to the property whilst it had been emptied by Palkia to retrieve the Dialga egg. And the fact he had come separately seemed to hint towards that. The other possibility was that this was the trainer that Steven and Lance faced, whose name they did not ask. Either way, Dylan knew that this trainer would be far harder to defeat than his previous opponent.
“Well Obsidian, this is your one and only warning to turn back now…” Dylan called out, sounding far braver than he was really feeling. “You’ve drawn the short straw here.”
“And why is that?” Obsidian asked, sounding genuinely interested.
“If you know who I am, you know this is my home. And I won’t let you hurt it, or the others who cherish this place,” Dylan said determinedly, before raising his voice. “I’m the end of the line! You won’t get past me!”
Nodding in understanding, Obsidian unlatched a Pokeball, as Dylan unlatched his own.
“Then it sounds like we are at an impasse, because I’m not leaving without what we came for…” Obsidian answered. “So let’s see who budges first…”
Obsidian threw his Pokeball forward, the device opening as it struck the ground, revealing a Pokemon that whilst the same height as an adult male, was built like a tank. It was quadrupedal, looking as if it weighed nearly half a tonne, with a steel mask that made up its face, as well as steel shackles around the bottom of each of its four legs. Its flesh seemed to brighten and darken like magma, and Dylan could feel the heat emanating from it. From his time spent in the Canalave Library, trying to identify which Legendary Pokemon could be causing nightmares, Dylan recognised the Pokemon in front of him as Heatran.
Dylan hesitated for a second in choosing his Pokemon. Whilst Darkrai would be able to handle this with the least risk, Dylan knew that it was almost certain that Obsidian had at least one more Legendary Pokemon. He didn’t believe the leader of Blackstone would only carry one, and even if this was not the leader, and instead, the trainer Steven and Lance faced before, Dylan knew that trainer had Groudon at his disposal.
At the same time, Metagross and Sceptile would both be severely disadvantaged in this battle, and Walrein, whilst having a type advantage over Heatran, would also have a double resistance to Groudon in the event that it makes an appearance.
Dylan grabbed a Pokeball, lobbing it forward, and sending out Flygon, though knowing that this matchup was far from ideal. Flygon did resist both of Heatran’s types, one doubly. However Flygon was more suited to being a physical attacker, and it seemed that there was a solid chance that if Flygon made contact with Heatran’s body, especially a part that was not covered in steel, that it would sustain a burn, weakening it.
“Flygon, Earthquake!”
“Iron Defense!”
Flygon, who flew in circles in the air above Dylan, dived down, slamming its tail into the earth, causing it to shake, and underneath Heatran, erupt. However, despite Flygon being the faster Pokemon of the two, Heatran was able to adjust its defensive capabilities faster than Flygon could hit the ground.
Shaken, but far from out, Heatran roared, as both trainers gave their next command.
“Dragon Dance!” Dylan shouted.
“Scary Face!” Obsidian commanded. “Then Magma Storm!”
Making the most of Dylan choosing not to attack, Obsidian ordered Heatran to slow its opponent, and though Dragon Dance’s boost to speed had caused Heatran’s attack to not have as drastic of an effect, it had shifted the tides of that battle.
Heatran roared, as magma seemed to erupt from its body, and launched towards Flygon, hitting the Pokemon hard, but seeming to take on a life of its own, surrounding Flygon and dealing further damage as it remained trapped.
“Flygon, Dig!” Dylan ordered, hoping that getting underground would allow Flygon to escape, although knowing it bought Heatran a free opportunity.
“Iron Defense again!”
Heatran’s body hardened further, raising its resilience, as Flygon emerged from the ground, striking Heatran. The attack, which under other circumstances, would have likely knocked Heatran out, did little given Heatran’s own increases to defence. Flygon however, found itself homed in on by the cloud of magma that had trapped it before, which struck the Dragon Type, hitting it and dealing further damage.
“Dragon Pulse!” Obsidian commanded. Heatran roared, before a beam of draconic energy erupted from between its jaws, slamming through the cloud of magma, into Flygon directly, knocking the Pokemon out cold. Dylan quickly called Flygon back as it fell, preventing it from hitting the ground, before sending out his next Pokemon.
“Dusknoir! Finish this!” Dylan called out as he sent out his Ghost Type to the field.
“Magma Storm!”
Again, a familiar cloud of magma erupted from Heatran, rushing Dusknoir and striking it, both with a powerful attack, and a persistent cloud of magma dealing further damage.
“Trick Room!” Dylan commanded. “Then end this!”
Whilst ‘end this’ was not a tactic Dylan liked using often, he knew that with Heatran being this resilient whilst being able to dish out considerable amounts of damage, he had to use it.
After twisting the dimensions, allowing itself to strike first, Dusknoir used Destiny Bond, as Dylan had trained it to under those circumstances. Meanwhile, Obsidian had given the order to use Fire Blast, which struck Dusknoir, knocking it out.
As Dusknoir fell, Heatran cried out in alarm, as it was thrown across the battlefield by a seemingly invisible force. At first Obsidian thought that Dusknoir had used Future Sight, however the attack hit far too hard, and too soon, for it to have been that.
“You’ve trained your Dusknoir to use Destiny Bond on another command…” Obsidian murmured though it seemed he was partially talking to himself. “That way your opponent can’t just stall a turn.”
Obsidian looked up, almost seeming to remember Dylan was there.
“Considering how much of a threat Heatran was, you did well finding a way to take it down…” Obsidian said, louder and directed to Dylan himself. “But that was a wild-card you probably should have saved for later…”
Without a word, Obsidian called back Heatran before sending out his next Pokemon. As someone who grew up in Hoenn, Dylan did not take more than a second to recognise the Pokemon he had only seen ancient artwork and artist renditions of.
Groudon roared in anger, as it set its sights on Dylan.
“Let’s see how long you can be the end of the line...”
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“Go Aggron!”
Steven’s current roster of six Pokemon was made up of Metagross, Aggron, Registeel, Claydol, Skarmory and Armaldo, three of which would be disadvantaged against Entei’s Fire Typing. And whilst Claydol would resist Entei’s Fire Type moves, Steven had been battling long enough to know that Entei likely knew a Dark Type move to make up for it.
Aggron however had solid physical attack power, which paired with a well timed Stone Edge, may end this battle, and immense defence against physical attacks, which Entei seemed built for. Aggron’s defence against special moves, however…
“Fire Blast!” Shackle ordered, as Entei roared, before launching a violent torrent of flame towards Aggron.
“Protect!” Steven commanded as a countermeasure, however when he saw a menacing grin flick across Shackle’s face, he knew he had played into his opponent’s hands. Aggron blocked the Fire Blast, using a protect barrier, and knowing that Aggron’s chances of producing another immediately were slim, Shackle gave his real instruction.
“Scorching Sands!”
Entei leapt towards Aggron, however instead of crashing into the Pokemon, rushed past and around it, as the ground beneath it shifted from grass on solid earth, to burning hot, loose sand, which a moment later exploded under Aggron with such ferocity, that Steven’s opening Pokemon was knocked out in a single blow. Steven couldn’t remember the last time that had happened, as he called Aggron back.
“That was a good trick…” Steven said, both impressed by Shackle’s ploy, but also buying time.
When Steven had asked if Dialga’s egg could hatch any day now, earlier that day, Jon had responded, with Latios in agreement, ”I’d argue sooner.” The moment the egg hatched, Dialga would flee this timeline, especially if it saw the chaos surrounding its place of birth, and Blackstone would have no reason to remain here and continue fighting with the risk of loss, or worse. Even if Dialga was not due to hatch for hours, Steven doubted his comrades were facing the level of disadvantage he faced, being a Steel-Type specialist, facing a Legendary Fire Type Pokemon, and figured that if he could stall for long enough, he may receive aid from a comrade. And if not, his primary task wasn’t to send his opponent packing, though that would be ideal, but instead prevent them from aiding their comrades in their assault on the stadium.
“Honestly, I expected more from a champion…” Shackle retorted, sounding almost disappointed.
“Maybe if you’d chosen a different path, you’d have faced me in a legitimate battle,” Steven offered. “Could have even been my successor…”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Shackle asked. “TV appearances and political bulls**t? I’ll take power instead…”
Knowing he couldn’t stall forever, Steven grabbed his next Pokeball, opting to send out Claydol. Equally impressive to Shackle’s tactic to make Aggron defenceless before his biggest attack, was the fact Shackle, like Jon had attempted to train his students, knew Aggron’s weakness, not just in terms of typing but its strengths and resistances. Steven had taken for granted that few trainers actually knew that sort of information about Pokemon they didn’t train themselves, and hoped that Shackle would instead have Entei attempt to attack Aggron with physical attacks like it was better suited for. That gambit had failed. Now he was taking the safer route.
“Go, Claydol!”
Whilst Claydol’s physical defence was nowhere near the level of Aggron’s, it was still the highest of his two remaining Pokemon that were not susceptible to Entei’s Fire attacks, and unlike Aggron, it did not have a double type disadvantage, and had much better defence against special attacks. Steven now knew that it was uncertain whether or not he would be able to beat Entei and Shackle, and instead, decided he needed to draw the battle out as long as possible.
“Entei, Crunch!”
Entei darted towards Claydol, grabbing its small and stubby arm with its jaws and biting down hard, causing Claydol to cry out in pain.
“Iron Defence!” Steven commanded, knowing that Claydol was not a strong attacker, relying more on its defence to win battles, and whilst Claydol may be able to land a solid hit with a type advantage, without Steven having a better idea of Entei’s own defensive capabilities, he had no way to know if the reward would be worth the effort, as well as the risk. He knew that once Claydol went down, the rest of his team would likely not last long at all.
“Sunny Day Entei!”
A small orb, the size of a basketball, that appeared like a miniature sun, rose into the air above the battlefield. Steven had been battling long enough to know that Entei was not doing this just for its Fire Type moves, however also knew that he had an opportunity.
“Power Split!” Steven ordered, as both Claydol and Entei began to glow, their power both being made identical. In Entei’s case, its physical power dropped significantly, and its power in special attacks only subtly.
“Solar Beam!”
“Protect!”
Not needing to absorb sunlight thanks to the small orb of sunlight, Entei immediately released a powerful Grass Type attack, which Claydol managed to block with a well timed protect barrier.
“Crunch!”
Like before, Entei made another biting attack against Claydol, striking, however this time the effect was far less damaging, both due to Entei’s own reduced attack, and Claydol’s increased defences. Knowing he couldn’t use Protect now, Steven fought the urge to attempt to use Claydol’s new strength in the form of an Earthquake attack, and instead doubled down on his stall tactic.
“Cosmic Power!”
Claydol’s defence to both physical and special attacks increased, as Shackle ordered another Crunch. The attack struck, however the damage was so low, that Steven felt comfortable using a slightly riskier tactic.
“Now Claydol, Rest!”
Claydol fell asleep, however regained all of its expended energy, whilst Entei was not liable to be able to make full use of this opportunity to knock it out.
“If you’re thinking of using Swords Dance, or Nasty Plot, or something of that nature, Claydol knows Power Swap,” Steven called out to Shackle, who glared at Steven, obviously not impressed at the fact that the Hoenn Champion was making this matchup so difficult, without going on the offensive himself. “I could do this all day…”
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When she saw Yveltal fly over the stadium, Charlotte didn’t flinch as the large bird got terrifyingly close, and instead sent out Deoxys, as the Legendary Pokemon veered southbound, dropping two of its passengers on the ground. One rushed past Charlotte, heading north as the other sent out her own Pokemon, which based on the description she had heard from Violet and Willow earlier, she understood to be Landorus.
“Nothing personal,” Guardian said to Charlotte casually, as Landorus leapt towards Deoxys, who quickly shifted into its defence form, following a thought command by Charlotte, taking the hit. “We’re here for something, and you’re just in the way…”
“See, I’d believe that if one of my friends didn’t come back tonight on the brink of death…” Charlotte answered coldly. “I’d be more inclined to believe you and your friends are just full of s**t in general. The one I battled before was a joke…”
“Crunch!” Guardian ordered Landorus. The Legendary Pokemon leapt forward, attacking Deoxys viciously, which Charlotte allowed, knowing that in its defensive form, it could take the attack, and that this would only make her victory come sooner.
“Avalanche!”
The air around Deoxys began to freeze, as it launched itself forward towards Landorus. By the time Deoxys made contact, the few snowflakes that had originally formed around Deoxys had become a terrifying wall of ice and snow, which slammed into Landorus, knocking the wind out of it for a moment.
Without needing verbal confirmation, Deoxys switched into its Speed Forme using the moment it had bought, as Charlotte gave her next instruction, redundantly, given Deoxys constant telepathy, but simply out of habit.
“Now Ice Beam!”
Deoxys launched a powerful attack of white-blue light from the organ in its chest, which struck Landorus, knocking it back towards Guardian, leaving her shocked.
“I’d say ’nothing personal’, but I’d be lying…” Charlotte said mockingly, as Guardian quickly returned Landorus, and instead sent out her next Pokemon.
Charlotte didn’t recognise the Pokemon she faced, which stood a few inches taller than her, and seemed to be some sort of primate. Its black body and menacing red eyes indicated to her it was at least partially Dark Type, and the green vines that seemed to be wrapped around its forearms indicated what its secondary typing was.
“Deoxys, Recover!”
Deoxys took a moment to restore its health, leaving it almost as healthy as it had been at the start of the battle, as Guardian gave her new Pokemon its first instruction.
“Zarude, Night Slash!”
The Pokemon’s claws became encased in shadows, as it leapt forward with considerable speed. Whilst it was not anywhere near as fast as Deoxys, who would only be slower in its defensive form, it was faster than all of Charlotte’s other Pokemon, with the exception of Gengar. For a moment, she wondered whether Gengar might fare better, despite it being weak to Dark Types, given its partial Poison typing. Charlotte got her answer though as Zarude’s attack struck.
Deoxys was thrown back at the sheer strength of Zarude’s attack, indicating that as fast as the opposing Pokemon was, its speed was not its best asset. Its physical attack power was significant, given the effect the attack had on Deoxys.
With a speed that only came from years of experience, facing the most difficult opponents, and a measure of natural talent, Charlotte weighed her options. Whilst Deoxys may be able to land a match ending hit in its attack form, or even its standard form, whilst still remaining faster than Zarude, both of those forms would suffer far more from another attack than Deoxys speed form. And whilst Deoxys defence form could hold out far longer against those sorts of attacks, it was slow, and shifting to it now, especially against such a fast opponent, would likely buy an opportunity for more attacks, making the shift redundant.
Gengar’s defence against physical attacks was only marginally better than Deoxys standard form, which paired with Zarude’s Dark Typing would wreak havoc on Gengar if Charlotte were to switch it in now. And whilst Magmortar could cripple Zarude’s physical attacking ability by giving a burn with its Flame Body ability, its defences were only negligibly better than Gengar’s, whilst also being fairly slower.
“Crunch!” Guardian ordered. Zarude quickly closed the distance as Charlotte made up her mind.
“Protect!”
Zarude crashed into a protect barrier, and as it dispersed, Deoxys didn’t attack, opting instead to shift to its defensive form as it knew Charlotte wanted it to.
Charlotte had little doubt that if given enough time, even in Deoxys slower and offensively weaker defensive form, she could whittle down Zarude’s health, and possibly even finish it off, in which case, the defence form gave her the best odds. The real reason however, was actually a contingency plan.
Charlotte would not have been surprised if Zarude knew a move capable of boosting its speed, and given the fact that she would be using Deoxys more defensively, she had no doubt Guardian would find an opportunity to use such a move. However if Zarude managed to gain any more speed, Gengar would have no opportunity to deliver a match ending blow, should Deoxys fail. By leaving Deoxys in a form slower than Zarude, Guardian had no real need to increase Zarude’s speed.
“Night Slash!”
“Recover!” Charlotte ordered, as Deoxys, despite taking another hit, managed to restore the majority of its energy.
“Is that all you’re going to do?” Guardian asked irritably.
“My job is to keep you here,” Charlotte retorted. “If you want to leave, you’re going to need to try harder than that…”
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“The boss is by the entrance to the stadium, and will be held up there!” Ruin shouted over the sounds of the battle beginning, as Yveltal flew over the stadium roof, having just avoided Regieleki’s Zap Cannon. Ruin could see shadowy figures at the northern, southern and eastern sides of the stadium, and based on where she had seen some standing earlier, figured there would likely be more further out. “I’ll take the one down south, Mech, you take the one up north.”
“Since when were you the one to give orders?” Guardian retorted.
“You take the one on the eastern side, and make sure they don’t harass Mech and I,” Ruin continued, pretending not to hear Guardian. “Once Mech and I take out our targets, we’ll head to the western side and surround whoever they have guarding the door.”
Despite hating being told what to do by Ruin of all people, Guardian had to acknowledge her plan made the most sense. If they didn’t take out those scattered across the battlefield, or at least distract them, they’d give their leader, who was beginning to battle against Justin, a hard time by swarming them.
Despite Ruin sounding confident, and Guardian not criticising the plan itself, the confidence wasn’t contagious. The Eon Academy personnel had managed to not just defeat, but kill Palkia, which had been Blackstone’s trump card. And though they knew that in terms of Legendary Pokemon, they outnumbered the defenders, and that their leader, who was a force to be reckoned with, was fighting alongside them, Mech had to acknowledge the fact that himself, Shackle and Ruin were all defeated earlier, their opponents not even using Legendary Pokemon themselves in those fights. And now,p their opponents weren’t isolated anymore, and had been expecting them, as shown by their defensive formation. Despite Mech understanding what having Dialga, an infant no less, would allow Blackstone to be capable of, he couldn’t help but wonder whether this endeavour was too high risk, even for an organisation such as the one he was siding with in this battle.
Mech didn’t have time to voice any of these concerns, though he knew that Guardian and Obsidian were two of the least likely to heed any of them. Even their leader, codenamed Armageddon, was more likely to listen, as was Vigour and Obsidian. Yveltal was diving, and he knew that despite not seeing their chances of success as high, if he didn’t dismount, and threw Ruin’s plan into disarray, their chances would be even lower.
As Yveltal pulled out from its dive a matter of feet from the ground, Guardian leapt off, landing into a light jog before slowing to a stop. Mech on the other hand, distracted by his thoughts, had mistimed, instead, landing into a roll, before quickly getting to his feet. He saw that the person manning the post that Guardian was tasked with battling was Charlotte, who had defeated him with far too little effort earlier that evening, and breathed a sigh of relief, before running north. If the person he faced was one of the less capable battlers, Ruin’s plan may just work.
Unlatching his Pokeball, Mech rounded the corner, and tossed the Pokeball containing Genesect, having been healed by Blackstone’s own unregistered healing machine. After a moment he recognised the face of Willow Scalera, having seen her picture in mission reports of the Spiritwater Incident a year prior, stolen from the Pokemon League’s servers.
“Marshadow! Go!” Willow called out as she realised her time to battle had come, stepping back in order to make sure that she could see anyone coming from either side of the building. She knew Chris had the post north of her, and would not be letting anyone pass. However she did not want to risk someone slipping by either Justin or Charlotte, both of whom were twice as far away from her as Chris was.
“Genesect!” Mech called out. “End this!”
Whilst Willow had heard from Charlotte that Genesect had an ability that boosted its offensive power, she didn’t have time to account for that in the split second decision she’d make, nor did she understand enough detail for any sort of countermeasure to actually work.
“Marshadow, Low Sweep!”
Marshadow rushed Genesect, and with incredible strength, kicked its legs out from below it, causing the Pokemon to come crashing down, whilst also reducing its speed. However, she had placed Marshadow in a dangerous position, one that Mech identified, and would be taking advantage of.
Before either Pokemon had made a move, Genesect’s Ability, Download, had already taken effect. Invisible to any spectators, Genesect had scanned Marshadow, identifying that between its resistance to physical and special attacks, its defensive capability against physical attacks was poorer, and as such, Download boosted Genesect’s physical attack power by a factor of fifty percent. And whilst Marshadow’s Low Sweep attack had definitely done damage to Genesect, even with its now reduced speed, Genesect would all but certainly land its next attack.
“Shadow Claw!”
In a single hit, Marshadow was thrown back towards Willow, unmoving both due to Genesect’s increased attack, and the double disadvantage it faced to Ghost Type moves.
“S**t…” Willow muttered to herself, her own vocabulary having grown more colourful since spending more time with Jon and those at the Academy. She quickly returned Marshadow to it’s Pokeball, before sending out Latias. The Eon Pokemon cried out, before staring down their opponent.
”This thing took out Marshadow in one hit…” Willow thought intently, knowing Latias would be listening. ”Don’t let it get close to you…”
“Reflect!” Willow commanded of Latias, who cried out in agreement, before coating herself with a thin, telekinetic barrier, which would take the brunt of any hits Latias may sustain. Mech however, was taking advantage of this opportunity.
“Genesect, Shift Gear!”
Genesect’s body seemed to reorganise itself, resulting in the Pokemon looking identical, but now being even faster than it was at the start of the battle, whilst its claws appeared even sharper.
“X Scissor!” Mech ordered, as Genesect rushed towards Latias.
“Protect!”
Latias raised a barrier in response to the attack, blocking it completely, though Mech appeared unperturbed.
“Leech Life!”
Latias cried out in pain as one of Genesect’s blades sliced across her body.
“Recover!” Willow commanded, as Latias, who had been almost knocked out in a single hit, resorted some of its health, though not enough for it to sustain more than one more hit.
This didn’t matter to Mech. Leech Life had done its task, in that it restored Genesect to full health. Willow however was furiously trying to consider her options. Whilst Latias could act first, Genesect would react in a way that Latias’ own action would be redundant at best, or Latias being knocked out at worst. Latias could use Protect to buy time and block Genesect’s next attack, however that would not work consistently. And whilst she could possibly use Shadowcraft, she was still unable to use it non-verbally, which meant that any spell she attempted would take time, which Latias didn’t have.
“God help us…” Willow muttered, as she waited to see what Mech had planned next.
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“Sandstorm!” Cassandra shouted as Marche stared down its opponent who dwarfed it almost comically. Ruin had jumped down from Yveltal’s back, as Cassandra gave the order, not wanting to waste any time. The Sandslash cried out, as loose dirt erupted from both the ground and Marche’s own hide, whipping up into a storm, for the purpose of slowly whittling down Yveltal’s health, providing cover for Marche, and additionally, triggering its Sand Rush ability, which would double its speed.
“Sucker Punch!” Ruin called out. Yveltal dived into the sandstorm at breakneck speed, hitting the Sandslash with an attack that took it by surprise, however Cassandra refused to let herself be stunned into giving her opponent an opportunity to make use of. Instead, she decided to make use of Yveltal putting itself within melee range of Marche.
“Crush Claw!” Cassandra ordered. Marche lashed out, slicing at Yveltal who darted back to the edge of the sandstorm, however Crush Claw had the desired effect. In addition to dealing damage to the large Pokemon, it had also reduced its defence to physical attacks.
“Now Agility!”
Marche cried out as the move took effect, doubling its speed again, as Cassandra couldn’t help but grin. Had she, five years earlier, been told that a three foot tall Sandslash would be about to take down a twenty foot tall, Legendary Pokemon that's immune to Ground Type moves, she would have given her expert opinion that it was simply not possible.
“Oblivion Wing!” Ruin commanded.
“Dodge it, then Rollout!” Cassandra countered. Marche, blending into the swirling vortex of sand, whilst also being a fraction slower than Justin’s Regieleki without any buffs, avoided the beam of black energy that tore through the Sandstorm, ripping up the ground underneath it, before using its momentum to launch itself into Yveltal, curling into a ball so that the rock hard spikes that lined its back would slam into the Legendary bird Pokemon. Yveltal recoiled in pain as the Sandslash landed, and Cassandra knew that the match would be over in a matter of seconds.
“One more!” Cassandra ordered, knowing Rollout only grew stronger with consecutive uses, and Marche was now that much faster than Yveltal, that it would be able to land a hit before Yveltal could counter the first. “Rollout!”
With even more speed built up than before, Marche leapt at Yveltal, curling into a ball again, and slamming twice as hard into the Legendary Pokemon, causing it to cry out one more time, before falling limply to the ground…
“How?!” Ruin yelled out angrily, unable to comprehend that Yveltal had fallen yet again. “You’re supposed to be a fraud! A cheater!”
“Not anymore…” Cassandra said, with a hardness in her voice that seemed to rattle Ruin. The young woman slowly stood back, whilst calling Yveltal back, before fleeing towards the east, seeming to give a wide berth to where Cassandra could see Lance and his Dragonite battling against Volcanion.
Cassandra considered giving chase, however knew that her time was better spent elsewhere. Dialga would hatch soon, and whilst a bruised ego might be enough for Blackstone to want to return, if the Eon Academy, right now, could prove that a future revenge attack was too risky, when there was no real reward up for grabs, it would likely be more beneficial than incapacitating one of their members.
Cassandra ran to where she could see Charlotte and her Deoxys, battling against a Legendary Pokemon she did not recognise. Her dark sense of humour brought to mind the fact that under any other circumstances, she would love to be taking in the sight of at least two dozen Legendary Pokemon all doing battle against one another.
Spotting Cassandra in her peripheral vision, making her way towards the battle and unlatching a Pokeball, Charlotte called out to her ally, though did not let her focus leave the battle in front of her.
“Don’t! I’ve got this b***h!” Charlotte called out, before nodding towards the north, where the sounds of a battle seemed to stem from, and a large white light was visible, indicating the presence of an enemy. “Willow needs your help!”
“I’m on it!” Cassandra called out, as she rushed past Charlotte, who gave Deoxys another command, her own battle still raging on.
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Given Regieleki’s shocking speed and powerful affinity for Electric Type moves, when the violet bird Pokemon, which Justin was shocked to learn was a variant of Articuno, was in close range, Regieleki had dispatched the Legendary Pokemon effectively and efficiently, seeming to earn Justin the respect of his opponent.
“You almost made that look too easy…” the man opposite him said, almost in disbelief. “Regardless of a type disadvantage, Articuno is no pushover, and neither am I. I can see why Vigour tried to recruit you before anything else…”
The man was in his early forties, and carried himself with a certain charisma that gave Justin a hunch of who he was. The fact that neither Articuno, nor the next Pokemon that he sent out, were among those written on the whiteboard earlier as Pokemon battled in the instances earlier, seemed to allude to this as well.
“Go, Zacian!”
“But that’s not enough to convince you this fighting is pointless, and that we won’t let you pass?” Justin asked boldly as the Legendary Pokemon materialised. “Not enough to make you call off this stupid attack?”
The man grinned at Justin. He was only an inch or two taller than Justin, but was well built, and whilst his eyes were focused on Justin, and seemed invested in the battle he faced, he also seemed to be calculating a million things all at once.
“So you know who I am then?”
“You’re their leader, aren’t you?” Justin asked. “Neither of these Pokemon appeared when we all got separated, and a few of your goons let slip that you weren’t trapped in a battle, but instead coming here. That and you seem to be the most invested in this attack…”
“You’re right. I am not the leader of Blackstone. That goes far higher than myself. But of this platoon, I am responsible for this mission being a success or a failure…” the man answered. “You can call me Armageddon…”
Despite the name being intended to be intimidating, Justin’s concern wasn’t the man in front of him, but the thought that if this, a group of trainers wielding over fifteen Legendary Pokemon was only an attacking force, and not Blackstone in full, how powerful was this organisation that they are very clearly making an enemy of.
“And no, we won’t be calling off this attack. Yes, your resistance is admirable, but even if your colleagues inside the stadium are holding back Vigour and Paragon, once I am done with you, they will have all the support they need…” Armageddon said, before giving an order. “Zacian, Metal Claw!”
“Protect!” Justin ordered, though seething at the fact that he let Armageddon catch him off guard. Zacian rushed forward, swinging the polished sword it held between its jaws at Regieleki, which was blocked at the last possible moment by a barrier, before Justin gave the order to counter-attack. “Thunderbolt!”
Regieleki cried out, as slivers of electricity leapt from it, forming a medium sized orb in front of it, which launched into Zacian, striking the Pokemon hard, however Armageddon did not hesitate in giving another order.
“Behemoth Blade!”
The blade held between Zacian’s mouth glowed, and appeared to stretch, becoming longer and wider, as Zacian leapt across the space between itself and Regieleki in the blink of an eye, slashing at the Legendary Titan and making contact. Whilst Justin knew that Regieleki had suffered a few hits from Articuno, he was not expecting this to be match ending. However, to his shock, Regieleki was thrown back, and didn’t get back up, lying unconscious on the ground.
Justin withdrew Regieleki as he considered what he just saw. The only other Pokemon he had seen with that level of physical strength was Mega Blaziken, Rayquaza, and Deoxys. Even after Mega-Evolving, Justin’s Lucario wouldn’t have been able to pull off a hit like that.
Knowing that none of his Pokemon would be able to land a hit before potentially being knocked out by Zacian attacking first, Justin instead changed tactics, knowing that what he was about to attempt had been what helped him capture Regieleki, as well as beat Jon for the first time. However, the Pokemon he faced seemed that powerful that he wasn’t sure how much help it would offer him.
“Go, Alakazam!”
“Crunch!” Armageddon ordered, not hesitating, as Zacian leapt at Alakazam, slamming its jaws down on Justin’s designated tank of his team, and for a moment, Justin was worried that even Alakazam may fall instantly to Zacians sheer power.
“Alakazam!” Justin called out in horror, as Alakazam collapsed. Unsure if Alakazam had fallen unconscious yet, he knew that he had to at least try and make Alakazam’s pain worth something. “Speed Swap!”
Alakazam faltered for a second, before letting out a weak cry. An orb of light appeared in both Zacian and Alakazam, before switching places, as Alakazam went limp, and Justin returned it to its pokeball.
“Very smart…” Armageddon commented. “Jon Drake taught you well…”
“I came up with that on my own…” Justin muttered. “But Jon has taught me well…”
Whilst Justin figured that Zacian would have a second type, he was certain that it was partially Steel Type, and knew that between that, and its second type, its resistances would likely be one of the bigger factors in it not suffering too largely from a hit. Despite it being far from ideal, the fact that Justin was being forced to use most of his team against this one enemy was causing a plan to formulate in his mind, based loosely off the plan which had helped him capture Regieleki.
“Go Ninjask!” Justin called out, before preemptively giving a command. “Protect!”
Ninjask promptly raised a Protect barrier, blocking Zacian’s Thunder Fang, which both trainers had no doubt would have ended the battle for Ninjask, before its Speed Boost ability kicked in.
“Now Baton Pass!” Justin commanded as he switched Ninjask out for Greninja, hoping that the boost to speed would be enough to allow Greninja to act before Zacian. “Soak!”
“Thunder Fang!”
As Zacian rushed Greninja, its jaws crackling with electricity which conducted through the blade it held, Greninja launched an immense, heavy water attack, intended not to harm Zacian, but instead, absolutely douse the Pokemon, making it effectively a Water Type, making whatever type-matched moves it had slightly weaker, and additionally, removing the many resistances that made Steel Types so difficult to take down.
Zacian struck Greninja, knocking the Pokemon down in a single hit, as Justin returned it to its Pokeball knowing that half of his team were now unconscious to a single Pokemon. And Justin figured that even if he could do some significant damage to Zacian, it would be at the cost of his remaining Pokemon.
“Houndoom!” Justin called out as the large canine Pokemon materialised from its Pokeball. “Foul Play!”
Houndoom attacked viciously, however the reason for using Foul Play was that it allowed the user to tap into the physical attack strength of the target, effectively using their own strength against them. And this trick, despite Houndoom being far from the strongest member of Justin’s team, allowed it to deal more damage to Zacian than even Regieleki had been capable of.
“Sacred Sword Zacian!” Armageddon shouted, sounding far more concerned than he had the entire battle. Zacian’s sword glowed with what appeared to be a holy light, before Zacian rushed Houndoom, slicing at the Dark Type, and knocking it back towards Justin, as like the Pokemon that had gone before it, it hit the ground unmoving.
“You’ve done great, Houndoom…” Justin said, with a newfound determination, seeing both Zacian much less stable on its feet, and Armageddon looking visibly rattled.
“Great? It went down in one hit!” Armageddon asked. “I have wiped out most of your team with a single Pokemon, all of whom went down so you could set up one hit that couldn’t even finish the job! And you think you Eon Academy types stand a chance?”
Despite himself, Justin couldn’t help but let out a laugh of derision.
“You think because you wiped out most of my team, that we don’t stand a chance? Dumb**s, I’m far from the best Eon Academy has to offer…” Justin retorted, almost amused, despite the difficult situation he found himself in, wondering if this was simply a mix of adrenaline and fatigue. “If Dylan were here, you would probably still be stuck on his first or second Pokemon, and if Chris or Charlotte were around, you’d be s**ting yourself, because they would have Zacian on the ropes from the get go. And if Jon were here…”
“What does it matter?” Armageddon asked arrogantly. “You’re here, and at this rate, you will be out of my way, and unable to do a thing when I pay your friends in the stadium a visit…”
Armageddon seemed even more annoyed, as Justin laughed even more, grabbing another Pokeball as he did.
“It matters because they are out there, whittling down your goons, and before long, will find themselves here, and when they do, mark my words, you will have your head pulled out of your a**...” Justin said determinedly. “Jon’s exact words to us was that our job is to prevent everyone passing. I’ve held you up, as have my teammates and I can guarantee that the ones who haven’t already been beaten, are on the ropes, and I won’t be standing alone forever. Until then, I don’t need to win. I just need to not lose…”
Justin sent out Ninjask again, knowing that even if Ninjask couldn’t take a hit, its ever growing speed would allow it to string Zacian along and drag the battle out for a long time.
“Protect!” Justin ordered. Zacian attempted another Thunder Fang which was blocked, as Ninjasks’ speed increased, and Justin gave his next order. “Double Team, then Substitute!”
Ninjask split into over a dozen spectral copies, all of which transformed into stuffed dolls.
“Not so cocky now, are you?” Justin asked, as he wiped the sweat from his brow. “I’ll go down eventually. But will that happen before my teammates wipe the floor with your people?”
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When Vigour chose to set Regidrago on Jarena, she thanked her lucky stars, knowing that she likely had the easiest fight ahead of her of the three trainers defending Dialga’s egg directly. She had sent out Comet, her Clefable, who despite being far less powerful than Regidrago, was immune to Regidrago’s Dragon Type attacks, which Justin had made very clear were its strength when used in conjunction with its ability. Violet as well had been lucky with Cobalion being set on her, her Dusknoir being immune to Cobalion’s Fighting Type moves, though Cobalion’s Steel Typing still resisted Kano’s Ghost Type attacks, negating the advantage they held. Abbee on the other hand, was facing both of Paragon’s Pokemon, Zekrom and Zapdos, both Pokemon being held back by Victini.
“Regidrago, Dragon Dance!” Vigour ordered. “Cobalion, Smart Strike!”
Regidrago went still for a moment, before moving again, faster than before, and Jarena knew, now also stronger. Cobalion on the other hand charged towards Kano, lowering its head to ram the Ghost Type Pokemon with its horns.
“Encore!” Jarena ordered, almost instinctively, a trick she had picked up from those who preceded her at the Academy. Comet cried out, as it released an orb of light, which struck Regidrago. Jarena now knew that she had twenty seconds at most to end this, before Regidrago regained control of itself, empowered by multiple forced uses of Dragon Dance.
“Fire Punch!” Violet ordered. Kano, already in melee range from Cobalion’s attack, launched a flaming spectral fist into the Legendary Pokemon causing it to recoil in pain, before Vigour gave another command, not bothering to give orders to Regidrago, who was incapable of following them at that point.
Victini, obviously exhausted from the battle it faced, against two powerful Legendary Pokemon, used Protect, blocking both attacks. Abbee had gone to send in another Pokemon to support Victini, however the small Pokemon had refused.
“This has nothing to do with my pride!” Victini answered earlier, as he dodged an attack. “If I fall, you’ll need them! And I can’t go all out if I risk hurting an ally!”
The battle for them thus far had largely been Victini reacting instinctively, as Abbee formulated a plan, waiting for the right opportunities. The biggest hurdle they faced was the fact that Victini was facing two opponents on his own, and for him to even attempt an attack, would be to open himself up to taking a hit from one, or even both, of his opponents.
“Zekrom, Dragon Pulse! Zapdos, Charge!”
Knowing that Zekrom’s Dragon Pulse was an attack Victini could wear, Abbee knew this was her opportunity.
“Victini, Glaciate!”
The second biggest hurdle Abbee and Victini faced was the fact that for Victini to use moves that would hit both Pokemon, he would be dealing less damage than if he were to target each Pokemon individually.
Victini leapt into the air, crying out, as he used one of the five moves of the Legendary Dragons of Unova. Glaciate, the move said to be used by Kyruem, flash froze the air around Victini, chilling both opponents, dealing damage, but also slowing them.
“One more…” Abbee said to herself, as Paragon ordered Zapdos to use Zap Cannon, and Zekrom to use Bolt Strike, Victini blocking both with Protect.
“Comet, use Draining Kiss!”
The Clefable launched itself at Regidrago, placing its mouth against the Legendary Pokemon’s body, and sucking its vitality from it, restoring its own expended energy. Jarena had always thought this move, among others, was referred to as a kiss was slightly sickening, given the effect.
“Brick Break, Kano!” Violet commanded, as Kano punched through the Reflect barrier that Cobalion just placed, destroying it, and hitting the Legendary Pokemon and knocking it back.
“Iron Head!” Vigour ordered Cobalion, as Regidrago used the second of its three forced Dragon Dances.
Kano took the attack, ready for Violet to give her next order.
“Revenge!”
Kano took the momentum of Cobalion’s Iron Head attack, transferring it back with interest towards the Legendary Pokemon in a brutal beating, which left the Legendary Pokemon standing shaky.
“Moonblast!” Jarena commanded. Comet cried out as an orb of white light exploded from it, slamming into Regidrago, who was about to use the third and final forced Dragon Dance.
Abbee’s plan was simple in structure, but difficult in execution. Both Zekrom and Zapdos were slowed by Glaciate, however not enough. If she could use the same trick one more time, she would slow them enough that Victini would be able to do more between their attacks. Be it use an attack before defending, use two individual attacks, or even a move to increase its own power, before an attack that would deal damage to both. However, she also knew that having waited for one Pokemon to not attack earlier, so Victini could wear a single attack, that Paragon would likely not give her the same opportunity again.
Her focus tuned in to the battle in front of her, Abbee almost missed it. The wave of intense déjŕ vu that hit her, and whilst her first instinct was to attribute that to the fact Victini battled Zekrom not even two hours prior, the fact she was telepathically linked to Victini was what helped her realise what it was. She felt Victini’s confusion as at the exact moment, he experienced the same thing.
“Now Victini, Glaciate!” Abbee ordered, knowing that at that exact moment, all present in the arena would have felt this forced feeling of déjŕ vu.
In the moment of hesitation shown by Paragon and her Pokemon, distracted by the odd sensation, Victini let off another Glaciate attack, slowing both Pokemon further, and having time to use Protect, blocking both the Bolt Strike attack from Zekrom, and Ancient Power from Zapdos.
Abbee knew that there was only one reason for the communal sensation. Looking over, she could see that Paragon had come to the same conclusion, and appeared more desperate for this battle to end.
“Work Up, then Substitute!” Abbee ordered, knowing that her best bet was taking down both Pokemon in a single hit. However she could see Paragon ordering her Pokemon to opposite sides of the battlefield, having fallen victim to Victini hitting both her Pokemon at once, twice now, and her Pokemon being slowed as a result.
Victini’s attack power for both physical and special attacks increased, before it vanished, being replaced by a stuffed toy, which was struck by a Dragon Pulse attack almost an instant later, and Victini, having moved away from his initial position, was able to dodge Zapdos’ Thunder attack.
“Protect!” Vigour commanded of Cobalion.
“End this Comet!” Jarena shouted. “Moon Blast!”
Regidrago was thrown back, and knocked to the ground, unmoving by the attack, as Violet gave an order, not wasting a single opportunity to knock Cobalion out.
“Future Sight!” Violet ordered. “Then Shadow Sneak!”
Kano foresaw an attack, and Cobalion, having not sustained a hit, let Protect end, only for its opponent to disappear from sight, reappearing behind the Legendary Pokemon, and striking it.
“Cobalion Smart-” Vigour began, however was cut off by a loud crack through the air, as a telekinetic blast exploded outwards, originating from in front of Cobalion. The Legendary Pokemon was to one side, landing limply, as Vigour looked in shock between Violet and Jarena, both of whom had proven to be his downfall.
“Work-Up again! Then Protect!” Abbee instructed, though knew that from here, she had the disadvantage. Victini’s offensive power increased again, before it raised the barrier in time to block both incoming attacks. The problem was that both Pokemon had intentionally spread out, and Abbee needed them close together in order for Victini to finish both of them off. Whilst Victini may be able to land an individual hit, he would not be able to use Protect in time to block the attack from the Pokemon he let his focus slip from. Additionally, he didn’t have enough energy left to create a substitute to take a hit instead.
“Focus on dodging!” Abbee commanded as she tried to come up with some solution. However, she was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of shifting stone. Looking to her left, she saw Zekrom thrown off balance by a Stone Edge attack that hadn’t come from Victini, nor Violet or Jarena’s Pokemon, but a large purple form. Nidoking. Looking to her right, she saw Blaziken leap from the stands, striking Zapdos with a Flare Blitz attack, and whilst neither of these attacks were substantial in the damage they dealt, they were doing exactly what Abbee and Victini needed. Taking the attention off them.
“Keep them busy!” Victini called out to Blaziken and Nidoking, both of whom were attacking recklessly, sustaining damage themselves from their foes counter-attacks, but doing their task in keeping the enemy’s attention on them.
Victini stood still, closing his eyes and focusing. Whilst Zapdos didn’t weigh much more than Comet the Clefable, Zekrom was heavy, and whilst Victini may have been able to move Zekrom at a moment’s notice on its own, what Victini had planned would be far more difficult. Victini’s own thoughts leaked into Abbee’s mind, and she understood what he was planning.
“On my cue!” Abbee called out, watching Zekrom and Nidoking fight. Zekrom was going to be the most difficult, and would require the most finesse. Finally, she saw it. Nidoking lowering its head, and rushing forward into Zekrom with a Megahorn attack.
“Now!” Abbee shouted desperately, as Victini, with outstretched arms, opened its eyes, which glowed with a bright blue light. Seeming to grab onto something, Victini clapped its hands together as Zapdos and Zekrom, the latter having been knocked off balance by Nidoking’s Megahorn attack, were ripped from where they had been a second earlier, and slammed into each other in the centre of the battlefield. Both were dazed, which Victini made the most of, rushing forward, knowing exactly what command Abbee would give.
“Blue V-Compress!”
Victini grinned having heard the words. He had wanted to try this for a long time, but didn’t know how much damage it would do. Victini had learnt five moves of the Legendary Dragons. Glaciate, which was associated with Kyurem, Bolt Strike and Fusion Bolt, associated with Zekrom, and Fusion Flare and Blue Flare, associated with Reshiram.
Victini had always known how to perform V-Create, effectively outputting an incredible amount of flames, and launching head first into his enemy. He had first used V-Compress in the battle in Meteor Falls, when Justin’s Alakazam had compressed the space around Victini as he used V-Create, and breaking the telekinetic bubble upon making contact, causing the compressed force to escape explosively. And the moment Victini learned Blue Flare, he wondered how strong it would be, to use those flames with a V-Create, and compress it the same way he would with a V-Compress. Despite his determination to keep winning, he had the self control not to attempt such an attack in a friendly battle, and before now, hadn’t had the time, as fleeting as it may be, to make such an attack happen. But now…
Victini leapt up, a metre in the air, perfectly timing a telekinetic blast behind him to launch himself forward at high speed. As he flew through the air, he created the telekinetic bubble, something which had become second nature after years of practice, before using one of the most powerful Fire-Type moves he knew. Victini erupted into flames of blue, before making contact with Zekrom and Zapdos, and breaking the barrier.
The ground shook beneath them, and Abbee had to avert her gaze from the blinding light of the explosive attack. Paragon, who had been behind Zekrom and Zapdos, was thrown off her feet, and thrown into Vigour, who himself had just lost his battle. Violet, seeing the opportunity, began muttering an incantation of the most simple binding hex she knew. Whilst it would not hold anyone with any skill of Shadowcraft, or anyone with even average physical strength, given the lack of reagents, both Blackstone operatives would likely be feeling the pain of the hit they just took, which should make it adequate enough. Once she figured it was safe, Violet rushed forward, placing a hand on either trainer, whilst Jarena followed her, grabbing the four Pokeballs to call each of the unconscious, Legendary Pokemon back to their Pokeballs.
Abbee, with ringing in her ears, turned around to try and locate Jon, whose assistance in sending out Blaziken and Nidoking, had bought her and Victini the opportunity to end this battle. However, as she took in the sight of the seating behind her, many scorched and melted from stray attacks that had missed their mark, she realised she couldn’t see her mentor anywhere. She looked over to Blaziken and Nidoking, both of whom approached her, seeming to be after their next orders.
“Jon’s gone…” she said to Violet and Jarena who were now approaching her.
There was a moment of silence, broken quickly by another, stronger, sense of déjŕ vu felt by all, and a loud, audible click coming from the cupboard that Abbee had her back to, having battled so desperately to protect what it contained.
“Dialga is hatching…”
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