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Hi everyone. This is a new story that Lugion and I have been working on for a little while now. It will probably only end up being 5 or 6 chapters long but I hope you all enjoy it.
Contents
Chapter 1 - Blue's Perspective I [by Gastly's Mama]
Chapter 2 - Steven's Perspective I [by Lugion]
Blue Oak had spent the last year studying and training intensively; so much so that he was rarely available to take challenges to his Gym. Although the resignation of Samia, the reigning Grand Champion, had come as a shock to almost everyone in the world, Blue had been unfazed. He had seen it coming. The exact same thing had happened to Lance when he had held a similar, albeit lesser, position for a comparable amount of time. It was inevitable. There was to be a tournament to decide who would take Samia’s position as the new Grand Champion. To even compete, one had to have defeated the Elite Four of the Kanto-Johto Alliance, Hoenn and Sinnoh, as well as taking part in at least two major tournaments and placing in the top eight. Fortunately, in the several years since he had left Pallet Town armed with a small Charmander, Blue had racked up these qualifications.
First, he had defeated the eight Gym Leaders of Kanto, qualifying him to challenge the Elite Four and become the first ever Champion of Kanto. Of course, he had been the Champion for under an hour before the title was taken from him by his rival, Red. Shortly after this, he had been given the position of Viridian City Gym Leader by the previous Leader, Giovanni, and was, for a while, happy with this situation. Of course, he had never been one to remain static and his desperation for greater recognition began to take over him. Blue had managed to use his status as former Champion of Kanto and the most powerful Gym Leader of all of Kanto and Johto to get the opportunity to challenge the Elite Four and Champions of both Hoenn and Sinnoh. Although he had been unable to actually take the title from the reigning Champion on either occasion, he had been successful in beating the Elite Four, which was enough to afford him the chance to compete in the Grand Champion tournament.
Over this day alone, Blue had fought through several fierce battles, securing himself a safe place in the quarter finals. He sat on a wooden bench in a relatively small changing room, alone apart from his Pokémon, who were all out of their Poké Balls, as he waited for the other matches to finish, so that he could find out who his opponent would be. His grandfather, Professor Oak, had advised him to watch every match so that he could get a better scope on his potential competitors, but he had decided not to. To the surprise of almost everyone who he told, Blue hated watching Pokémon battles. He hated taking the role of a spectator. He loved competing but he despised being a mere witness. Instead, he elected to spend some time with his Pokémon making sure that they were up to scratch for the impending battle.
The Pokémon he spent the most time preparing was his Alakazam. Blue wasn’t at all worried about Alakazam’s power, in fact it was probably Blue’s strongest Pokémon – it was the Pokémon’s personality that was the problem. In fact, it was Alakazam’s arrogance that had resulted in him losing the position of Kanto-Johto Champion!
“We’re in the big leagues now, Alakazam,” said Blue, “Don’t lose your head. I know it seemed like Red was a bad ass back then but these guys are the real deal.”
Alakazam nodded with a twinkle of apology in its eyes. Blue patted Alakazam on the shoulder and was about to say something else reassuring when he heard a knock at the door.
“Blue Oak?” came an enquiring voice.
Blue tried to respond but choked on the words. It took him a few seconds to recover.
“Come in,” spluttered Blue eventually.
The door opened slowly to reveal a man in a uniform that Blue recognised as one of the co-ordinators of the tournament.
“Please return your Pokémon to their Poké Balls,” requested the co-ordinator, “Your quarter final battle is about to begin.”
Blue immediately returned all of his Pokémon to their Poké Balls and jumped to his feet. Had the match to decide his opponent finished that long ago?
“Who’s my opponent?” asked Blue.
“Steven Stone,” answered the co-ordinator curtly as he led Blue out of the room.
As Blue followed the co-ordinator out of the changing room and into the field, he thought about his next opponent. Although he had refused to watch the battles of his potential opponents, he had done a lot of research into them. Steven Stone was the son of a rich business owner, a Steel type specialist and, once upon a time, the Champion of Hoenn. His team included a Metagross, an Aggron and some other Steel type Hoenn Pokémon that Blue didn’t know a massive amount about, having only visited Hoenn once. Unfortunately, Blue hadn’t studied Steven a great deal. Blue generally didn’t take type specialists very seriously and had never expected Steven to get all the way to the quarter finals.
When Blue arrived on the field, though, he could tell that Steven Stone was not just any type specialist. The young man had intricately styled blue-grey hair, a sharp, black suit worn over a white shirt and a red tie with jagged, purple stripes running down the front of it. However, that wasn’t what set Steven apart from other trainers that Blue had battled. It was his eyes. They spelt out determination and power. Blue could tell that Steven wasn’t just a little rich boy whose father had bought him some strong Pokémon. He was, as Blue himself had told Alakazam, the real deal.
Looking down at his own attire, Blue felt a little underdressed compared to Steven. He had done nothing extravagant with his hair – he just wore his brown hair spiked up like he did every day. He had brown cargo trousers on and wore the black jacket that Giovanni had given him years ago over his favourite black polo shirt. Still, he was adamant that he wouldn’t be intimidated by his opponent. Once he let that happen, it would all be over.
Blue took a deep breath and took his focus off of Steven. He looked around him and saw the audience. The arena was completely packed out. It was as if every seat had been sold and then twice as many people had somehow snuck in. Of course, this was the biggest battling event since Samia himself had become the Grand Champion so the turnout was hardly surprising. He quickly scanned the audience and managed to spot a few ‘Blue Oak’ banners, as well as a few ‘Steven Stone’ banners.
Blue looked to his belt. Now wasn’t the time to be thinking about fan bases. He was just three battles away from becoming the Grand Champion. Then no one would be able to say that Red was a better trainer than him. He slowly ran his right hand over the Poké Balls on his belt as he tried to decide which Pokémon to open with, all the while remembering that Steven Stone was a Steel specialist.
Rhydon was unlikely to last very long. Its Rock typing meant it was vulnerable to Steel type attacks. Although Steel types were weak against Ground types such as Rhydon, Rhydon’s success would still be dependent on the gargantuan rhinoceros out speeding its foe, which Blue was not confident that it was capable of.
Alakazam also didn’t seem like a very good choice. Although Blue generally referred to Alakazam as his strongest Pokémon, it still wouldn’t be much use against a Steel specialist. Alakazam’s moves were Psychic, Ghost and Electric typed and Steel Pokémon were resistant to both Psychic and Ghost and many were dual type Ground, which would be resistant to Electric.
Pidgeot, too, didn’t seem likely to land many hits on Pokémon with iron defence. Flying and Normal type moves did little to pierce Steel types.
Exeggutor was dual type Grass and Psychic. Again, both of these types weren’t much use against Steel types. Of course, Exeggutor could easily put Steven’s Pokémon to sleep before going on a slow offensive so it wouldn’t be entirely useless.
Gyarados too had quite a range of attacks and would easily be able to hold its own against a Steel type.
In spite of running his hand across his five other Pokémon, though, Blue knew what he was going to use – his Fire type – the Pokémon that had a type advantage over Steven’s entire team. More conservative trainers would have saved this Pokémon for later but Blue liked to go out guns blazing and show his opponent who was in charge as early as possible.
“Go! Charizard!” yelled Blue at the top of his voice, throwing the appropriate Poké Ball out in front of him.
The huge dragon burst out of its Poké Ball with a ferocious screech and let off a jet of fire into the air before flying a quick lap around the arena. A collective gasp of amazement came from the audience as the impressive Pokémon showed itself off.
Blue smiled; getting his first Pokémon back from Red was the best decision he had ever made. Similarly, giving it to Red in the first place was the worst decision he had ever made.
“I see,” muttered Steven in response to Blue’s selection, “I thought you might open with that Pokémon.”
Blue was a little concerned that he had acted rashly, giving Steven the chance to see his first Pokémon before choosing his own but he soon realised that Steven had been holding a Poké Ball in his hand from when he walked into the arena.
Steven threw the Poké Ball out into the arena, opposite Charizard. A huge, bipedal creature which resembled a metal Rhydon with two horns on its forehead instead of one by its nose burst out. Just one year ago, Blue would have been dumbfounded seeing this beast but now he knew what it was. Aggron, one of Steven’s most well known Pokémon.
Blue smiled to himself. Before his year of preparation for this competition, he knew how this battle would have ended. Blue would have, with his poor knowledge of Hoenn Pokémon, assumed Aggron to have been either a pure Steel type or a dual Steel and Ground type. He would have therefore deduced that the metallic giant was vulnerable to Fire type attacks and had Charizard hit it with a Fire Blast. Of course, in reality Aggron was dual type Steel and Rock, meaning that it wasn’t vulnerable to Fire type attacks at all. Aggron would have hit back with a Rock typed attack, probably either Rock Slide or Rock Blast, which Charizard was incredibly vulnerable to and would have probably been knocked out in a single hit as a result.
Fortunately, Blue had done a lot of training in the last year and now knew a lot about almost every Pokémon from Hoenn and Sinnoh, as well as those from Kanto and Johto. Having a grandfather with a comprehensive encyclopaedia on all of the nation’s Pokémon definitely came in handy. Not only that but Blue had also taught his Pokémon a lot of new moves and had extensively practised on how to get the most out of these techniques.
“Flying Brick Break!” commanded Blue fiercely.
This was a drill Blue had run with Charizard on many occasions. The theory was this – Charizard would build up speed by flying around the arena, leaving its opponent unable to land hits, and then use the extra propulsion to land a Brick Break with twice as much force as it would usually deliver. Since both Steel types and Rock types were vulnerable to Fighting type moves, this would be more than enough to take out Steven’s Aggron without Charizard taking any damage whatsoever. Blue couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle as Charizard burst into the sky.
Steven looked up at the Fire type beast as it flew above. He looked composed but Blue was sure he must have been terrified. The only thing he could do to save Aggron was switch Pokémon and even then he’d have to sacrifice another Pokémon in exchange.
“Thunder,” ordered Steven calmly.
Blue’s heart stopped. Had he heard Steven correctly? Perhaps his Flying Brick Break technique wasn’t unstoppable after all. As Charizard flew in a circle near the top of the arena, building up speed and completely unaware of what was going on below, Aggron roared and pointed its horns towards the ceiling. Electricity started building up between the two horns and sent a few small jolts upwards. Blue chuckled to himself – was that Aggron’s version of a Thunder? If so, he had nothing to worry about.
Unfortunately, it soon became clear that that wasn’t Aggron’s version of a Thunder at all as a huge bolt of lightning flew down from above and hit Charizard dead on. There were screams of shock and excitement from the audience. Sweat dripped slowly down Blue’s forehead. Charizard began plummeting out of the sky and a smile broke out on Steven’s face. Blue hissed in rage – it was just as infuriating as battling Red. Blue couldn’t believe that Steven had managed to turn this amazing situation around so easily and stomped his feet in frustration. He couldn’t even look at what was going on, instead he just focused on which of his Pokémon he needed to use next.
Suddenly, a thousand gasps of excitement could be heard from the on looking spectators and a blood curdling war cry from Charizard. The dragon Pokémon hadn’t been knocked out by the Thunder attack! Blue tried to figure out why and remembered that Aggron weren’t known for their special attack and so, although the attack had done a lot of damage, it had been nowhere near enough to knock Charizard out. Charizard’s war cry had come as it managed to regain control over its trajectory after its tumble out of the sky following Aggron’s Thunder attack. Less than a second later, Steven’s Aggron lay unconscious on the ground, having taken a not quite perfectly executed Flying Brick Break attack from Blue’s Charizard.
Blue let out a deep sigh of relief as Steven retreated Aggron to its Poké Ball. He didn’t feel happy though. Charizard should have come out of that battle ready to easily take out a second opponent but instead it was battered, bruised and struggling to breathe. Blue doubted it would last much longer.
“Never take victory for granted,” said Steven, “When you do, you’re sure to lose.”
Contents
Chapter 1 - Blue's Perspective I [by Gastly's Mama]
Chapter 2 - Steven's Perspective I [by Lugion]
Chapter 1
Blue Oak had spent the last year studying and training intensively; so much so that he was rarely available to take challenges to his Gym. Although the resignation of Samia, the reigning Grand Champion, had come as a shock to almost everyone in the world, Blue had been unfazed. He had seen it coming. The exact same thing had happened to Lance when he had held a similar, albeit lesser, position for a comparable amount of time. It was inevitable. There was to be a tournament to decide who would take Samia’s position as the new Grand Champion. To even compete, one had to have defeated the Elite Four of the Kanto-Johto Alliance, Hoenn and Sinnoh, as well as taking part in at least two major tournaments and placing in the top eight. Fortunately, in the several years since he had left Pallet Town armed with a small Charmander, Blue had racked up these qualifications.
First, he had defeated the eight Gym Leaders of Kanto, qualifying him to challenge the Elite Four and become the first ever Champion of Kanto. Of course, he had been the Champion for under an hour before the title was taken from him by his rival, Red. Shortly after this, he had been given the position of Viridian City Gym Leader by the previous Leader, Giovanni, and was, for a while, happy with this situation. Of course, he had never been one to remain static and his desperation for greater recognition began to take over him. Blue had managed to use his status as former Champion of Kanto and the most powerful Gym Leader of all of Kanto and Johto to get the opportunity to challenge the Elite Four and Champions of both Hoenn and Sinnoh. Although he had been unable to actually take the title from the reigning Champion on either occasion, he had been successful in beating the Elite Four, which was enough to afford him the chance to compete in the Grand Champion tournament.
Over this day alone, Blue had fought through several fierce battles, securing himself a safe place in the quarter finals. He sat on a wooden bench in a relatively small changing room, alone apart from his Pokémon, who were all out of their Poké Balls, as he waited for the other matches to finish, so that he could find out who his opponent would be. His grandfather, Professor Oak, had advised him to watch every match so that he could get a better scope on his potential competitors, but he had decided not to. To the surprise of almost everyone who he told, Blue hated watching Pokémon battles. He hated taking the role of a spectator. He loved competing but he despised being a mere witness. Instead, he elected to spend some time with his Pokémon making sure that they were up to scratch for the impending battle.
The Pokémon he spent the most time preparing was his Alakazam. Blue wasn’t at all worried about Alakazam’s power, in fact it was probably Blue’s strongest Pokémon – it was the Pokémon’s personality that was the problem. In fact, it was Alakazam’s arrogance that had resulted in him losing the position of Kanto-Johto Champion!
“We’re in the big leagues now, Alakazam,” said Blue, “Don’t lose your head. I know it seemed like Red was a bad ass back then but these guys are the real deal.”
Alakazam nodded with a twinkle of apology in its eyes. Blue patted Alakazam on the shoulder and was about to say something else reassuring when he heard a knock at the door.
“Blue Oak?” came an enquiring voice.
Blue tried to respond but choked on the words. It took him a few seconds to recover.
“Come in,” spluttered Blue eventually.
The door opened slowly to reveal a man in a uniform that Blue recognised as one of the co-ordinators of the tournament.
“Please return your Pokémon to their Poké Balls,” requested the co-ordinator, “Your quarter final battle is about to begin.”
Blue immediately returned all of his Pokémon to their Poké Balls and jumped to his feet. Had the match to decide his opponent finished that long ago?
“Who’s my opponent?” asked Blue.
“Steven Stone,” answered the co-ordinator curtly as he led Blue out of the room.
As Blue followed the co-ordinator out of the changing room and into the field, he thought about his next opponent. Although he had refused to watch the battles of his potential opponents, he had done a lot of research into them. Steven Stone was the son of a rich business owner, a Steel type specialist and, once upon a time, the Champion of Hoenn. His team included a Metagross, an Aggron and some other Steel type Hoenn Pokémon that Blue didn’t know a massive amount about, having only visited Hoenn once. Unfortunately, Blue hadn’t studied Steven a great deal. Blue generally didn’t take type specialists very seriously and had never expected Steven to get all the way to the quarter finals.
When Blue arrived on the field, though, he could tell that Steven Stone was not just any type specialist. The young man had intricately styled blue-grey hair, a sharp, black suit worn over a white shirt and a red tie with jagged, purple stripes running down the front of it. However, that wasn’t what set Steven apart from other trainers that Blue had battled. It was his eyes. They spelt out determination and power. Blue could tell that Steven wasn’t just a little rich boy whose father had bought him some strong Pokémon. He was, as Blue himself had told Alakazam, the real deal.
Looking down at his own attire, Blue felt a little underdressed compared to Steven. He had done nothing extravagant with his hair – he just wore his brown hair spiked up like he did every day. He had brown cargo trousers on and wore the black jacket that Giovanni had given him years ago over his favourite black polo shirt. Still, he was adamant that he wouldn’t be intimidated by his opponent. Once he let that happen, it would all be over.
Blue took a deep breath and took his focus off of Steven. He looked around him and saw the audience. The arena was completely packed out. It was as if every seat had been sold and then twice as many people had somehow snuck in. Of course, this was the biggest battling event since Samia himself had become the Grand Champion so the turnout was hardly surprising. He quickly scanned the audience and managed to spot a few ‘Blue Oak’ banners, as well as a few ‘Steven Stone’ banners.
Blue looked to his belt. Now wasn’t the time to be thinking about fan bases. He was just three battles away from becoming the Grand Champion. Then no one would be able to say that Red was a better trainer than him. He slowly ran his right hand over the Poké Balls on his belt as he tried to decide which Pokémon to open with, all the while remembering that Steven Stone was a Steel specialist.
Rhydon was unlikely to last very long. Its Rock typing meant it was vulnerable to Steel type attacks. Although Steel types were weak against Ground types such as Rhydon, Rhydon’s success would still be dependent on the gargantuan rhinoceros out speeding its foe, which Blue was not confident that it was capable of.
Alakazam also didn’t seem like a very good choice. Although Blue generally referred to Alakazam as his strongest Pokémon, it still wouldn’t be much use against a Steel specialist. Alakazam’s moves were Psychic, Ghost and Electric typed and Steel Pokémon were resistant to both Psychic and Ghost and many were dual type Ground, which would be resistant to Electric.
Pidgeot, too, didn’t seem likely to land many hits on Pokémon with iron defence. Flying and Normal type moves did little to pierce Steel types.
Exeggutor was dual type Grass and Psychic. Again, both of these types weren’t much use against Steel types. Of course, Exeggutor could easily put Steven’s Pokémon to sleep before going on a slow offensive so it wouldn’t be entirely useless.
Gyarados too had quite a range of attacks and would easily be able to hold its own against a Steel type.
In spite of running his hand across his five other Pokémon, though, Blue knew what he was going to use – his Fire type – the Pokémon that had a type advantage over Steven’s entire team. More conservative trainers would have saved this Pokémon for later but Blue liked to go out guns blazing and show his opponent who was in charge as early as possible.
“Go! Charizard!” yelled Blue at the top of his voice, throwing the appropriate Poké Ball out in front of him.
The huge dragon burst out of its Poké Ball with a ferocious screech and let off a jet of fire into the air before flying a quick lap around the arena. A collective gasp of amazement came from the audience as the impressive Pokémon showed itself off.
Blue smiled; getting his first Pokémon back from Red was the best decision he had ever made. Similarly, giving it to Red in the first place was the worst decision he had ever made.
“I see,” muttered Steven in response to Blue’s selection, “I thought you might open with that Pokémon.”
Blue was a little concerned that he had acted rashly, giving Steven the chance to see his first Pokémon before choosing his own but he soon realised that Steven had been holding a Poké Ball in his hand from when he walked into the arena.
Steven threw the Poké Ball out into the arena, opposite Charizard. A huge, bipedal creature which resembled a metal Rhydon with two horns on its forehead instead of one by its nose burst out. Just one year ago, Blue would have been dumbfounded seeing this beast but now he knew what it was. Aggron, one of Steven’s most well known Pokémon.
Blue smiled to himself. Before his year of preparation for this competition, he knew how this battle would have ended. Blue would have, with his poor knowledge of Hoenn Pokémon, assumed Aggron to have been either a pure Steel type or a dual Steel and Ground type. He would have therefore deduced that the metallic giant was vulnerable to Fire type attacks and had Charizard hit it with a Fire Blast. Of course, in reality Aggron was dual type Steel and Rock, meaning that it wasn’t vulnerable to Fire type attacks at all. Aggron would have hit back with a Rock typed attack, probably either Rock Slide or Rock Blast, which Charizard was incredibly vulnerable to and would have probably been knocked out in a single hit as a result.
Fortunately, Blue had done a lot of training in the last year and now knew a lot about almost every Pokémon from Hoenn and Sinnoh, as well as those from Kanto and Johto. Having a grandfather with a comprehensive encyclopaedia on all of the nation’s Pokémon definitely came in handy. Not only that but Blue had also taught his Pokémon a lot of new moves and had extensively practised on how to get the most out of these techniques.
“Flying Brick Break!” commanded Blue fiercely.
This was a drill Blue had run with Charizard on many occasions. The theory was this – Charizard would build up speed by flying around the arena, leaving its opponent unable to land hits, and then use the extra propulsion to land a Brick Break with twice as much force as it would usually deliver. Since both Steel types and Rock types were vulnerable to Fighting type moves, this would be more than enough to take out Steven’s Aggron without Charizard taking any damage whatsoever. Blue couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle as Charizard burst into the sky.
Steven looked up at the Fire type beast as it flew above. He looked composed but Blue was sure he must have been terrified. The only thing he could do to save Aggron was switch Pokémon and even then he’d have to sacrifice another Pokémon in exchange.
“Thunder,” ordered Steven calmly.
Blue’s heart stopped. Had he heard Steven correctly? Perhaps his Flying Brick Break technique wasn’t unstoppable after all. As Charizard flew in a circle near the top of the arena, building up speed and completely unaware of what was going on below, Aggron roared and pointed its horns towards the ceiling. Electricity started building up between the two horns and sent a few small jolts upwards. Blue chuckled to himself – was that Aggron’s version of a Thunder? If so, he had nothing to worry about.
Unfortunately, it soon became clear that that wasn’t Aggron’s version of a Thunder at all as a huge bolt of lightning flew down from above and hit Charizard dead on. There were screams of shock and excitement from the audience. Sweat dripped slowly down Blue’s forehead. Charizard began plummeting out of the sky and a smile broke out on Steven’s face. Blue hissed in rage – it was just as infuriating as battling Red. Blue couldn’t believe that Steven had managed to turn this amazing situation around so easily and stomped his feet in frustration. He couldn’t even look at what was going on, instead he just focused on which of his Pokémon he needed to use next.
Suddenly, a thousand gasps of excitement could be heard from the on looking spectators and a blood curdling war cry from Charizard. The dragon Pokémon hadn’t been knocked out by the Thunder attack! Blue tried to figure out why and remembered that Aggron weren’t known for their special attack and so, although the attack had done a lot of damage, it had been nowhere near enough to knock Charizard out. Charizard’s war cry had come as it managed to regain control over its trajectory after its tumble out of the sky following Aggron’s Thunder attack. Less than a second later, Steven’s Aggron lay unconscious on the ground, having taken a not quite perfectly executed Flying Brick Break attack from Blue’s Charizard.
Blue let out a deep sigh of relief as Steven retreated Aggron to its Poké Ball. He didn’t feel happy though. Charizard should have come out of that battle ready to easily take out a second opponent but instead it was battered, bruised and struggling to breathe. Blue doubted it would last much longer.
“Never take victory for granted,” said Steven, “When you do, you’re sure to lose.”
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