TEEN: - Ongoing Elite Beat Four

[brocklee]

Don't know if this will be any good but here's my first attempt at a fanfic.



~Elite Beat Four~

Warning! Violence and language

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Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1 The Temp
Chapter 2 Past or Now?
Chapter 3 Door or Bust


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Prologue

It was dark, so dark that it could almost be called pitch black. The moon was out tonight, but for some reason it did not let out any moonlight. In fact the moon couldn't even be seen, it was gone.

It had to be there, it was just there a couple of minutes ago. There were no mountains or clouds that could have blocked its view, so what was going on?

The lake nearby was no longer shining from the moonlight either. It was as though the moon simply disappeared.

How could this be? What's going on?

The boy began to walk quickly, making his way towards the lake. He looked to sky and noticed that the stars were beginning to go out one by one. It grew even darker. Instinctively, the boy picked up his pace from a normal walk to a speed run. Suddenly he heard something, something large, coming from behind him. It was the sound of tremendous wings flapping in the air, but he did not turn to look, for he knew what it was that was following; instead he stopped walking and began to jog.

The boy continued to jog, breathing heavily from fear, when he heard the sound coming from behind him growing steadily louder. The boy felt a sudden chill go done his spine and without knowing, tripped on a rock on the road and landed on his face. He tasted blood and spat it out as he picked himself up as quickly as he could, stumbling along the way, but managed to get to his feet and start running again.

It's so large that it sounds like it's coming from right behind me, but its still a good distance away. I still have some time left.

The boy, relieved that he had time, time to do what though, broke sprint and continued to run towards the lake. He ran and ran, never turning around to look at what was coming, not wanting to until he got to the edge of the lake.

When he finally reached the lake, he pulled a pokeball out of his pocket and threw it hard behind him, something he hadn't done in a while. He decided to turn around to see the thing he was running from, eager to face his soon-to-be opponent, but wasn't even given the chance. In front of him, inside the lake, a large pillar of water surfaced from the lake and threw itself on top of the boy.

"Shit!" He cried out before he was sucked into the pillar of water. "I-I can't-get-OUT!"

The pillar of water took him to the center of the lake and began to suck him down, trying to drown him. He struggled to get himself out of the swirling vortex and back to the surface, but suddenly stopped moving. It was not that he had drowned or decided to give up on his attempt to get out, but he was now staring face to face with a large object in front of him-a monster, a legend.

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Chapter 1 The Temp

"So, is that it than?"

"Yup, that's about everything. It's all yours, for now."

"When are you coming back?"

"Oh, maybe a couple of weeks or so. I don't know, it could be a few days from now. I'll probably be sent back early."

"Than why are you doing this? It could just be a waste of time."

"I've got to get out and test my skills, this is the only way to really do it, and I want to do this anyway."

"Fine, whatever works for you than. I guess I'll see you later."

"Yah, well, take care then, and don't mess anything up, I like things the way they are."

"Alright I won't. Oh, you forgot to give me the keys."

"Right, sorry about that. Here you are. Well, now I'll be going now, goodbye."

At that moment the man in a blue jacket and black pants with yellow spiky hair left the building, a pokemon gym. The person the man in the blue jacket was talking to stood there watching him leave. When the spiky haired man was out of sight, the person looked down at the keys he was given. He was only about fourteen years old, yet he looked old enough to be mistaken for a short sixteen year old. He was dressed in nothing more than a black coat that covered his entire body, with a hood that covered his face to the point where it was nothing but a shadow.

"Hmm, I guess now I should just wait then," he said to himself. He really had no idea what the gym leader did in his spare time, waiting for random trainers to come by and challenge him. "Gosh, how troublesome. It could be days before a trainer actually shows up. Good thing I'm getting paid for this."

It seemed like hours had passed before a trainer actually did show up. He was a boy in his early teens, dressed in a teal jumpsuit, a cooltrainer is what they were called. Based on his physique, an older, muscular type, he looked as though he had some experience in other regions, however, it was unknown if he had.

The boy looked around, expecting to find someone he knew. "Hey, where's-"

"Not here. He had some business to take care of," the guy in the black cloak answered, already knowing what the question was going to be.

"So are you a temp than if that's the case?" The boy asked.

"I suppose I am," the guy replied back. "Do you still want to challenge me than even though I'm not the real gym leader?"

"You'll still give me a badge if I win right?"

"What other reason would I be here for than?"

"Well," the boy said, "I'll fight you!"

This was going to be easy, the boy thought. I'm fighting some nobody without a name (or a face) so I guess he won't be as much trouble as the real leader. "So," the boy began to ask, "What are the rules?"

"Two pokemon each, no time limit, only one KO is needed to win the battle. Shall we start?"

"Ready when you are," the boy said. "I'll start off with...Sceptile!"

A large, green, lizard like creature came out of a pokeball and onto the battlefield. The guy in the cloak simply looked on without any reaction. He simply put his hand in a pocket, pulled out a pokeball and held it out on the palm of his hand. He did not throw the ball at all; he simply opened it up and out came an Electrode.

Weak, the boy said to himself. That thing won't stand a chance at all. "Sceptile, use Solarbeam now!"

The Sceptile's seed pods on its back began to glow as it charged up its attack. The room began to glow a beautiful green and brightened as the attack charged up more and more.

An attack like that so soon, the cloaked guy thought. Hmph, this should be interesting.

At that moment the Electrode began to roll at a fast, blurring speed around the Sceptile. The Sceptile, still charging up its attack, looked around him as he saw nothing more than a red blur flying around him. The Electrode continued rolling in circles around and around the Sceptile, creating a red ring around it.

After a few more seconds of spinning the Electrode broke out of its ring and struck the Sceptile at a super high speed, interrupting the Solarbeam's charge up, and knocking the Sceptile far against the wall. At the time the Electrode made contact with the Sceptile, it let off a large spark, adding to the damage done to the pokemon; The Sceptile just received a thunderbolt/rollout combo.

The Sceptile managed to get up, only to take another rollout attack from the Electrode. After contact had been made, the Electrode bounced off of the Lizard's body and shot a Gyro Ball at it, impacting even more damage. The Sceptile showed severe signs of fatigue and the boy had to do something to keep his Sceptile from being knocked out, fast.

"Sceptile, return!" The boy yelled as he brought his weakened pokemon back to its ball. "I didn't want to pull you back so soon, but it looked like it was the best decision I could have made. Alright, I guess I'll counter that ball with its one weakness." The boy reached into his pocket for another pokeball and threw it. "Go Onix!"

An Onix shot out of its pokeball and made its appearance on the field, towering over the Electrode.

"Onix, use Earthquake!"

Onix's body began to vibrate violently, causing the ground to rumble and shake everywhere. The ground was beginning to split as parts of the ceiling gave away and fell to the floor. When the boy looked to see what damage had been done, he saw that the Electrode had taken no damage; it was floating off the ground, thanks to its Magnet Rise.

The cloaked trainer simply stood there with his arms folded, staring directly ahead of him at his opponent and nothing else. The Electrode then began to fly around the field, letting off massive Sonicbooms at the Onix. It looked as though waves of amplified sound were being launched at the Onix from several different locations. These attacks were rather weak, yet they came so fast and frequent that the Onix was quickly losing health.

"Onix, use your Iron Tail, quick!"

Although the Electrode was moving around at high speeds, the Onix timed its Iron Tail perfectly and swung it into the Electrode as it was coming in that direction. The attack looked as though it did alot of damage (the whole place shook as a result of the attack) yet the Electrode simply hovered like it was doing so before as though it had never been touched in the first place, despite a couple of scratch marks across its face. The Electrode then drove itself straight into the Onix and let off a more powerful Sonicboom at point blank range. The attack dealt a massive amount of damage and managed to knock out the pokemon.

"No way! I lost with a pokemon that had a type advantage!" The boy exclaimed.

"Just because you have a pokemon with a type advantage, doesn't mean it will necessarily win. It's all about the strategy you use," the cloaked guy coldly replied.

I know that, the boy thought to himself, I could care less about the type advantage. The reason why I'm shocked is that I lost to a person who is simply filling in the role for this gym leader!

"Well, I learned alot from that battle, I guess I'll try and come back some other time," the boy said as he shook hands with the cloaked guy. "By the way, what's your name? I bet you're famous for your battling."

The cloaked guy simply looked at him and turned his head. "That is information I don't give out to others, not yet at least. When they come, you'll probably hear of me again, only the next time you'll know my name."

"Oh, alright, I understand," the boy lied. Who the hell were they? What was he talking about? Was he being cocky about him knowing his name in the future because he expects he'll be that famous or something?

"Well that's it then, I gotta get to a center." And the boy quickly took off towards the nearest Pokemon center. The cloaked guy continued to stare off into the direction the boy had left. For the entire duration of that battle, the cloaked man had not even issued out a single command.

 

[Turtle Tamer Kammy]

Interesting. I like the title. XD

We don't fear "bad words" here. You don't need to censor "shit".

 

[brocklee]

Interesting. I like the title. XD

We don't fear "bad words" here. You don't need to censor "shit".

really? that's good, i cant stand censorship.

 

[brocklee]

Chapter 2 Past or Now?
*About two weeks later*

A young boy, about fourteen years old, was traveling up Route 222, on his way to Sunnyshore City to challenge the gym leader, Volkner, so that he could finally gain entry to the Sinnoh Pokemon League. His name was Lee. He was a tall trainer with brown, curly hair and looked very sturdy for his age. Lee was a native of Johto and had already competed in the Johto League, as well as the Kanto. He was very smart and a strategic battler, helping him earn twenty-fourth place in his first pokemon league competition. He was now on his way to finish with Sinnoh's gym challenges so that he would be able to go on to the Sinnoh League Tournament.

At last, after more than half a year of traveling through Sinnoh, he had reached his final destination before he would be able to go on to the Sinnoh League tournament, which was actually months away.

So after this win, he thought to himself, I'll have plenty of time to train and relax, and at the best possible place ever, the beach! The idea of this was very pleasing to him as he began to sprint towards Sunnyshore City looming over the horizon.

"Whew," Lee said to himself, panting as he walked into the city, "That was a longer run than I thought!"

Lee wiped the sweat off of his forehead as he started asking some townspeople where the gym was. The city was very beautiful and had many people in it. A man had told him where to go, and with that, Lee took off towards the final gym, ignoring his aching legs. Lee noticed the road he ran on had solar panels placed together, generating power for the city. A lighthouse was looming in the background as Lee turned to look at the beach, wanting to go down there and relax, but remembering that he had more important things to take care of first.

When Lee reached the gym, he noticed a sign outside that said:

Sunnyshore City
Pokemon Gym Leader: Volkner
The Shining, Shocking Star

"He's not an electric type leader,' Lee sarcastically said to himself as he pushed the doors open to step inside the gym. The place was rather bright, with a yellow-colored theme, and had gears and levers placed onto the wall and ceiling, all turning in a perpetual motion.

Interesting, Lee thought, a gym leader who decorates his gym with this kind of stuff. Whatever, where is he any-oh that must be him. Lee spotted a hooded figure watching him, sitting behind a desk.

"Hey are you the gym leader, Volkner?"

"No, I'm not," replied the cloaked man. "I'm only here to take his place for a little bit, but I still offer the gym badge to any trainer who can defeat me."

"Great, then its settled!" Lee excitedly said. He could not wait to get his hands on that last badge. "I'd like to challenge you to a battle."

"Very well. I guess we shall do this now," The cloaked guy calmly said, as if he weren't excited for the coming battle. "The rules are simple. No time limit, two pokemon are allowed to battle, but it only takes one KO to win."

One KO only, that's different, Lee thought. Lee always seemed to be troubled by unusual rules. Why couldn't they just go by standard league rules instead.

"'K, I'll start off with, Zangoose!" Lee said as he threw a pokeball, releasing a Zangoose. The mongoose pokemon came out of its pokeball and its first reaction was to jerk around its head to examine its surroundings before it stared directly forward, waiting for its opponent to show. Again, the cloaked guy reached in his pocket as he did before, pulled out a pokeball, held it out the palm of his hand, and released a yellow pokemon Lee had not seen before.

"Electivire!" the pokemon cried out. It stood there, showing off its power by discharging some electrical bolts to intimidate the Zangoose. The Zangoose seemed unaffected by this mere distraction and instead concentrated on what it was about to do.

"Cool, I've never seen an Electivire before," Lee said to himself. "Now I get to see one in action."

"So... Let's begin," The cloaked guy said.

At that moment the Electivire channeled electricity into the air and straight into Zangoose. The Zangoose was momentarily stunned by the attack, and when it looked up after taking the Thunderbolt, it received an electric-filled punch into his gut. The Zangoose spat out blood as it fell over backwards, unable to recover, but it had not been defeated, nor was it even close to submitting.

"Zangoose, use Double Team!" Lee ordered.

The Zangoose suddenly appeared to multiply before the Electivire's eyes. However, Electivire immediately countered the Double Team by letting off a powerful Thunder attack and zapped a good chunk of the fakes away before the Zangoose and its remaining clones ran straight towards Electivire.

"Zangoose, Fury Cutter!"

The Zangoose's remaining illusions began to cut furiously at the Electivire. However, nothing happened because they were simply fakes, yet it was a good trick to use because it forced Electivire to block every attack that came, expecting that the next Zangoose that comes to attack will be the real one. Eventually the real one attacked and cut Electivire up badly.

The real Zangoose, finished with its first attack, created more clones of itself, and jumped into the middle of them, hoping to hide itself in the mass of identicals. However, before the Zangoose disappeared amongst the newly formed crowd, Electivire managed to lock on (not the attack itself) to the real Zangoose, never letting its eyes off of it. Soon enough, the real one, along with its fellow clones, were given the order to continue using Fury Cutter.

As expected, the cloaked guy thought to himself. But Electivire is smarter then that! I trust he'll know what to do.

The second the cloaked man stopped thinking about it, Electivire readied himself for another barrage of images, and one real attack. His eyes were completely focused on the real one, waiting for it to get closer and closer until finally-CRACK! Electivire held up his hands against a quickly created glass shield, Protect, causing Zangoose to impact itself straight into it and fall off onto its back. Electivire removed the protective shield, picked up Zangoose by its collar, and drove a fast Thunderpunch into the struggling pokemon's face, sending him flying across the battlefield. Lee never had the chance the other trainer had to recall his pokemon to send out another; Zangoose had already fainted.

Lee simply stood there in astonishment. "Who is this guy?" he questioned himself as he returned Zangoose to its pokeball. How was he this good? He never even told his Electivire to do anything; it simply acted on its own! The cloaked guy went forward expecting some sort of handshake or gesture for having the battle, but Lee simply looked at him with a confused face.

"What are you?" Lee asked. It was a little odd of a question, but what Lee had just witnessed was almost unheard of. "You didn't even say anything to your pokemon, are you some sort of psychic or something. I've heard of that kind of stuff before but have never seen it."

"No," the cloaked guy replied, "I'm not a psychic, nor did I have any other means of communicating with my pokemon at all. In a way, they simply acted on instinct, not command. I'll tell you the truth, only because I like you, that my pokemon are specially trained in a way that they could act on their own whenever in battle. If things get too serious or they simply need some assistance, then I will give out orders. Otherwise I simply trust that they will do the right and the best thing possible."

"Wow, you must be really good, well I mean you are but what I'm trying to say is that, you're even good-better than what I thought you were as good as you were before, I mean now. I mean your better than what I thought you were before you said all that.," Lee said. No one knows why that was so hard to even say, but the cloaked man simply stood there scratching his head, trying to figure out what the hell Lee just said.

"My Zangoose is pretty beat up after all that," Lee started saying, "I'm going to go to the pokemon center now. I'll probably be back soon (when the real gym leader is here, he can't be as strong as this guy!) so expect to see me again soon. You know, in case this makes you feel better, your the first gym leader to have beaten me in a very long time," Lee said as he began to make his way toward the door.

"Wait," the cloaked man said as Lee opened the door. "You mean you haven't lost to a single gym leader, up until me, ever since you fought Morty of Ecruteak."

Lee was stunned to hear this. "How...how do you know about that?"

"Lee," the cloaked guy replied, "I know alot about you. I know that you are a native of the Johto region, who used to live in New Bark Town before you left for your journey."

This guy has to be a psychic, Lee thought as he began to freak out about how some random person knew who he was. I never even introduced myself to this guy (I probably should have) and he knows my name, where I lived! Have I been stalked this entire time?!

The cloaked guy continued. "You graduated from your trainer school at the age of ten with three other people. They were your best friends at the time. I don't know if they still are or not, but I do know their names as well. Mitch, Chris, Alex, and you, a group of young boys starting off on their journey together, yet along the way, began to split." The cloaked guy paused for a moment before continuing.

"When you and Chris lost to the first gym leader, your 'friends' simply took off, leaving you two behind to train on your own. In the end you managed to win the next battle, yet you ended up following in your friends’ footsteps as you left Chris when he failed beat the Azalea gym leader, Bugsy, a second time." The cloaked guy paused again to look up off into space before he continued.

"You ended up catching up to Alex and Mitch and from there took off, reaching Ecruteak along the way, only to lose to Morty. However, your friends were kind enough to stay with you until the very end, where you defeated Morty on your second try." The Cloaked guy bit his lip as he continued on.

"When you went through to Olivine, Cianwood, and back through Ecruteak, you crossed paths with the lagging Chris. That would be the last you would have seen of him, as you three continued your journey onwards to the Pokemon League, where you earned twenty-fourth place, where as Alex placed twenty-two and Mitch seventeenth. After that I have no records of what you were doing or where you three even were. And so, a little over four years later, I now find you in the land of Sinnoh, challenging the string of gyms they have here to take part in the Sinnoh Pokemon League." The cloaked man looked at Lee who wore a face of confusion on him. "Interesting how you still haven't been able to figure out who I am. I thought I would have given you enough hints in my explanation."

With that said, the cloaked figure took off his hood to reveal his shadowy face. The guy looked as though he was about fifteen from the face (although he was actually fourteen) with long, dark brown hair. He looked straight into Lee's eyes, which looked as though he had been hit in the face with a book. "Now do you know who I am?"

 

[empoleon dynamite]

wow I like this fic. I'd like to see it develop. when lee is struggling to get his words out you should replace the commas with ...

Wow... you must be really good... well I mean you are but what I'm trying to say is that... you're even good-better than what I thought you were as good as you were before... I mean now. I mean your better than what I thought you were before you said all that.

I think this is what authors use when writing stories with this senario.

Wait a minute its lagging Chris!! How do I know this? I thaught I gave enough hints...

 

[brocklee]

Chapter 3 Door or Bust

"No," Lee replied.

"Oh my gosh," the guy started, "I was trying to be as serious as possible about this but you had to completely ruin the moment and make me just about lose it. Seriously I thought you were the smart one of the group! It's freaking me! Chris! Gosh, I can't look that different."

Lee continued to stand there, examining Chris' face, then, a new expression stuck him across his face. "Ohhhhhhh now I see it, yah your Chris........Oh shoot it's Chris! What the, no...no you can't be. No......Hmmmmm...what's your favorite color?"

"Oh my gosh I just told you how I knew everything about you!" Chris exclaimed. "It's GREEN!!!"

"But, but you can't be...like...how the heck did you get so good?"

"Training, and lots of it," Chris replied.

'But, but what's with the cloak and stuff. You turn evil or something?"

"Geez, always gotta be so stereotypical about things don't yah," Chris said. "I can see that you haven't changed so much."

"True," Lee replied with a grin. "But there must have been something else you did to get that good in only four years!"

There was something, Chris thought. The motivation to...never mind. He'd laugh if I told him that. What a lame way to get motivated into doing something like this.

"Just, just training, extreme training," Chris lied. I don't think I'll ever tell him.

"Hmm whatever than," Lee said, seemingly disappointed because he expected something amazing. Lee decided to change the subject a bit. "So, what are you doing at this gym anyway. Where's what’s-his-face?"

"Well only two months ago I came to Sinnoh, you should already know why."

"No. I don't," Lee replied.

"Tch, to compete in the league," Chris replied in an irritated tone. "Anyway I was doing very well here and I eventually found myself here in Sunnyshore, ready to fight the last leader."

*About three weeks ago*

"Hmmm, guess this is it then," Chris said, examining the city, looking for the gym. He was dressed up in his cloak with his hood on. "Sinnoh was okay, but still not much of a challenge. Oh well, after this guy, I'll finally have some time to myself to be as lazy as possible. Haven't done that in awhile, it would be nice."

Chris walked the streets until he came upon the building he was looking for. However, he noticed that the front doors were locked.

What the deuce? Chris thought as he began to knock on the doors. His knocking began to increase and got louder and louder as he was getting more and more frustrated. After some time (seven minutes and thirty-two seconds of straight knocking and pounding) he noticed on the door, which was beginning to crack, a sign that read:

To all Trainers who wish to challenge me,

I regret to inform you that the gym is closed for now until further notice. The reason for this is strictly classified.

~Volkner

"F**K!" Chris said loudly as he kicked the door, which ended up busting wide open, creating a big gaping hole. "Oh sh*t! I broke it!" Chris said as he heard a yell come from inside the gym.

"Hey, what the hell, who did that?! Get your ass over here kid! You're gonna pay for breaking my door!"

Chris simply stood there, frozen in fear of what was about to take place. "I can't get inside," he nervously stated. "The door is still locked."

A person approached the broken door and opened it. He looked extremely angry.

"Listen, I didn't mean to break your door, honest!" Chris pleaded.

"Don't give me that crap!" The man in a blue jacket and black pants with spiky yellow hair said. "You were the one pounding on my door before it broke, weren't you?" Apparently the sinister looking clothes Chris was wearing had no effect on the man's attitude toward him. Chris was just another kid.

"I'm-I'm sorry...sir," Chris apologized.

"Errrrrrr.... sigh, what's done is done," the man said. "I'll accept that apology of yours, but just so I know it isn't fake and I get my door fixed back together, I want you to pay me back the money in damages."

"Well okay than," Chris said, feeling the pressure come off of him. Money was no problem at all. After all, I did win a bunch for getting first place in the Hoenn League.

Chris handed him the money and turned around to get away as quickly as possible to avoid anymore trouble when the man called back to him again.

"Hold up. I assume you're a trainer who wanted to fight the gym leader, right?" The man asked.

"Yah, that's right," Chris replied. He suddenly felt a nervous contraction in his stomach.

"Well, now that I know who you are, I don't think I'll let you," he replied.

"What? But I said I was sorry and-and I paid you the money!" Chris cried.

"So, doesn't matter, I can refuse challenges to trainers, like I am now, whenever I feel like it," the man coldly replied.

"But that's not fair! You can't just single me out like that, even if I did destroy your door! It needed to be replaced anyway." Chris complained. This jerk, he thought, ain't stopping me from finishing this league!

"Well than," the man replied, "How about we make a deal. You buy me a new door and put it together, and I'll agree to battle you, after I'm done with my other work. You have time, don't worry, the Sinnoh League isn't for months now."

"I'm completely aware of that," Chris replied in a harsh tone. "But if I fix your door, than you'll battle me?"

"That's what I just said."

"Than it's a deal! The name's Chris!" Chris stuck out his hand to shake with the man's. For a couple of seconds, the man simply looked at Chris' hand as though he had never heard of a handshake, but eventually made the connection.

"Volkner, leader of this gym," Volkner replied with a smile. "Now, there's a Home Depot nearby, get this door here," Volkner began to write out on a piece of paper the door he wanted, "and bring it back as soon as possible. The sooner the better because I don't plan on having wild pokemon come inside the gym during the night. If you don't finish putting that door up by than and if that happens, guess what you'll be doing?" At that moment, Chris took off onto town, praying that he'd finish the job in time.

 

[Ino-Chan]

"What the deuce?" Best line on here.
The story is very good, and Zangoose's movements are awsome.

 

[Constant]

A lot of the time you're using 'than', a better word would be 'then', but there aren't any major mistakes that I noticed...

Well, everything seems a bit rushed/forced, but that could be me. xP I like the plot, but I'm wondering what's gonna happen. I can't tell what's going to happen yet, which makes it all the more interesting.