A Fated Reality-Chapter 21
#27 of A Fated Reality
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AFR...
IS BACK!
I know some of you miss this story...
Don't lie; you loves the funny! :P
Anyway, the tourney must be re-ignitioned!
We'll have to wait for more smexy one-shots or more drama in Legend High after this!
Besides...
IT'S SUMMER! Be happy! I can do things all week!
So, before I haul you up any longer...
Enjoy!
Roll The Film That People Have Been Waiting For!
At The Arena Of Battling Styles Unknown And Unshared...
'...Does ANYONE know where Siphon Rayzar is?' The announcer and the crowd were getting bored waiting for good ole Life-Siphon. His opponents were all playing poker.
'Royal Flush!' Brawly exclaimed, making Cilan groan in defeat. Jonathan watched in unimportant attention.
'So...Who won?' Brawly and Cilan looked at him with a 'Really?' face. He just shrugged and sat back down, his one Pokemon next to him obediently. Brawly had his Hariyama while Cilan had his trusty Simisage. The both of them were playing Patty-Cake...
Patty-Cake...The horror...
"WAIT!" A voice called, making them look up and around for the source. At the entrance, you saw Siphon-Your-Life's-Woes running to the battlefield, the rest of us right behind him. He came to a stop in his Trainer Square of a red color.
'Oh so NOW he shows up! Just about to disqualify you, boy! Now the match can start!' Siphon flicked the announcer the bird before standing up fully. The other competitors went to their Trainer Squares.
'Okay, now that ALL of the contestants are here", he directed that to Siphon, who once again flicked him off, "we can begin the rules! Ref?'
A boss-ass referee with shades stepped out in front of the announcer, giving him a pat on the shoulder before grabbing the microphone.
'...What up tho?' That had earned a few giggles from the crowd, but he continued. 'So, the rules...There's only few...About two...All there is to it is...Only one Pokemon per round per person and NO Trainer Commands.'
We all looked at him like...
"Wait what?"
"Hold on, what?"
"...Bishwhet?" The ref smirked at us all before going on with his speech.
'Yep. The Pokemon have to duke it out themselves. No Trainer intervention unless it's to recall their Pokemon to wait for the next round.' Johnathan smirked; he had this in the bag...
'Now let the BATTLE BEGIN, YOU PEONS!'
'HEY, I'M THE ANNOUNCER! THAT'S MY LINE!'
'NOT TODAY, BOY!'...
Later...
'HOW AM I LOSING RIGHT NOW!?'
"...[Snicker]..." I couldn't hold it; I was being surrounded by my peeps laughing at Johnathan. I began to laugh my ass off, Jack patting me on the shoulder in his own laughter. Johnny-boy was losing badly; once the battle started, it was pelted by the others' moves. It was barely standing; a sight not to laugh at.
But who said we were laughing at his Dodrio?
'DON'T LAUGH AT ME!' he yelled, making Cilan and Brawly join in on the laughter. The crowd was finding it funny too, as they began to laugh at his rage. The Pokemon were even joining in.
'STOP IT!' He sounded so bratty, I spat out my kool-aid. It hurt, but it was all worth it to laugh at his voice.
'LEAVE ME ALONE! IT'S NOT MY FAULT...it's not...' Up, there it is; he began to cry. Some of the laughers noticed this and began to feel sorry for him. Cilan felt like shit for laughing; he was a Connoisseur, not a meanie. Jack shut us all up, but it took him a hot minute to get me to be quiet. Everything was silent as the boy we all don't love and cherish cried pitifully. Being the guy I was, I walked up to him, taking slow steps. Once I reached him, he gave me a look that said, 'I hate you for laughing and you could die for all I care lonely and old'. Well, I wasn't gonna take that sitting down.
Even if he didn't say anything.
"Hey now...No need to cry..."
'No...Go away...You'll just laugh again...Just like the others...'
"Others? What others?" He looked at me with condensing eyes before starting the sob story that'll make you cry...
Bust out the popcorn and the sad music.
'I...[Sniffle]...I always had to...deal with...people laughing at me for...[Sniffle]...my size and...my Pokemon-.'
"But...Pokemon didn't exist in your past...It's only been a few months since they-"
"Sajuan, don't interrupt!" Adam yelled, catching me by surprise. I held my hand over my heart.
"Okay, hurtful. I'll let him finish. Go on."
'Thanks...My mama always...made me feel like...I couldn't do anything with my...life...And paw-paw...Paw-paw left us when I was 3...'
I didn't know whether to cry or laugh; those names were funny as fuck.
'I just wanna make them proud...Make them proud to have a son like me...You know?...' He then ran into my chest, crying some more. I rubbed his head so he cold get it all out...
But he was gonna wash my shirt once this was all done.
When he did finish-after 5 minutes-, he looked up at me and said, 'So...Can you...forgive me?...'
The others were all touched by this behavior, Hazel-Darling and Adam more-so. I looked back into his eyes...before I said,
"You know you fucked up my shirt right?" He snapped his head to mine before he heard a squawk...
His Dodrio.
Johnathan didn't exactly call a time-out for his little story, so when he saw that Dodrio was down for the count, he felt sad all over again.
'Aww! I lost! I SHOULDN'T BE LOSING! THAT POKEMON WAS IN TOP FORM!' And there's the brat. I laughed in his face before slapping him upside the head.
"Boooooy, you goin to jail now! You goin to jail now!" He didn't get it before I began to Michael Myers-walk towards him, making him yelp and run away. He still didn't recall his Dodrio. Siphon-Your-Life, Brawly, and Clian looked at each other...
"Ready Clian?"
'Ready. Ready Brawly?'
'Most def...'
"'...GET EM!'" And with that. the battle resumed...
Patty-Cake, Patty-Cake, Baker's Man! Bake Me A-OH SHIT! I mean...After The Battle...
Siphon just barely won; Eva had nearly got Crunch'd to faint by Simisear. Not to mention Hariyama's lucky Payback.
'Aww man!...Well, it was a good fight.'
'That it was Brawly!' Cilan and Brawly shook hands with Siphon, who thanked them for a good battle. Now it was time for Misty's match!
Yay! Bring out the streamers!
This'll be a good one!
After Misty's Battle...
She got...destroyed... She had chose her trusty Starmie, but it didn't last long once Volkner brought out his Electivire. That guy had me on the edge of my seat; Electivire is one of my favorite Pokemon of all time! Clemont and Lt. Surge went at it like animals; Clemont with his Luxray and Lt. Surge with his Raichu.
The game of Cat and Mouse evolved today with the light show that followed.
In the end, Clemont won by sheer willpower. Electivire tried to strike Luxray while she was down, but she would have none of that. Electivire had the Motor Drive ability-she used Thunnder Fang on his leg and all he did was throw her off and use Charge Beam-, so she went with her specialty...
Charging around...
Neeedless to say, Electivire was down once she Crunch'd him for the 10th time.
'Alright!' Clemont cried, running up to her and giving her a squeeze. The scene was cute; she licked his face while whispering sweet nothings into his ear.
'Next match-up! Elite 4 Lorelei, Sinnoh Champion Cynthia, and Gym Leaders Bugsy and Skyla! Get to it, suckers! I'm making MONEY!' The contenders for the match looked at the bitch-ass announcer with scowls before stepping into their Trainer Squares.
'Ready? Oh, wait I forgot where my fucks to give went. JUST GET ON WITH IT!'
That announcer is gonna catch these hands being disrespectful to Cynthi-Lyndi-Christi.
Lorelei sent out her Cloyster, Bugsy his Scizor and Skyla her new Talonflame. Cynthia assessed her opponents before sending out her long-time Pokemon Garchomp.
'Brawl...BEGIN!'
The Pokemon just stood there, looking at each other to see who'd make the first move. Talonflame looked at Scizor like he was fresh meat; he stared back emotionlessly. If looks could kill, Garchomp would have been dead already from the glare she was getting from Cloyster...
Old Western music played in the background, courtesy of the Troll. Tumbleweed began to billow past, going in ones...
Twos...
Threes...
Okay, they're going to a party...
Ahbupbup, there's alcoholic beverages! Everyone knows tumbleweed becomes stumbleweed once they consume more than a shot! It's Unreasonable Evolution! Stop them!
The Pokemon charged, Scizor avoiding a vodka bottle being thrown at him. Talonflame went in for the kill, sending a Flamethrower. Since this wasn't an ordinary Scizor, it was treated like dandruff; he stopped in place, waiting for the right moment before using Swords Dance, making the Flamethrower spin around him with no damage dealt to him at all. Talonflame looked in shock...
Before she was promptly bitch-slapped to the ground.
'Talonflame, get up!' Skyla yelled, waving her arms around frantically. The Scorching Pokemon rose off the ground in a hurry, ready for action again. Scizor beckoned to her with a 'come hither' motion, looking smug. She growled and dashed to him.
Meanwhile Cloyster and Garchomp were nearly done duking it out. She had took an Ice Beam, a Powder Snow, an Icicle Crash, an Aurora Beam, AND a Lvl 5 Ice Ball. Her Hulk game was on FLEEK! She stood there, waiting for the next move from the Bivalve Pokemon. Said Pokemon was panting heavily, having used a lot of his Ice arsenal to take her out...
Pokespeech Translator Activated!
'Your move.'
'I can't...'
'You can't what, get a move on?'
'...Not...funny...' She smirked toothily at him before walking up to the Bivalve. He only glared and panted at her.
'And last words before I break you and your shell?...'
'Yeah...plenty...Have you...How old...are you?...'
In a few flat seconds, he was on the other side of the arena, KO and looking hospital worthy.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Jack went, making us look at him, "Never ask a woman for her age; it's rude to do so." We all took that to heart. She glared at him and retracted her outstretched claw. Talonflame and Scizor had paused in mid-charge to see what happened,, only to pale considerably when they saw Garchomp glare at them.
'Do you wanna keep going?' Talonflame asked Scizor, who glanced at the Scorching Pokemon nervously.
'I don't...know really...'
'Well, choose wisely. I want to KEEP my feathers.' Talonflame backed away from Scizor before raising her wings in a 'X'.
'Well, the bird's calling quits. Skyla, you're out. Pack your machines and exit the arena.'
'Aww man! This tat was getting good too!' She was in the middle of giving someone a tattoo of a Swanna when Talonflame quit. She recalled the red bird with a flick of the wrist and packed her tattooing machines. Scizor looked at Talonflame turn into red data before he felt a looming presence behind him. He slowly turned up to see a pointed jaw. Yellow eyes looked down on him like he was gonna be dinner.
'I'm gonna eat you.'
'No you not, you crazy bitch! I'm out!' He ran from her, throwing the 'X' sign up while rushing to Bugsy. Said Gym Leader recalled him in a flash.
'Oh well, looks like it's a win by pussying out!' Bugsy glared at the announcer for that, who shrugged in response. 'Alright, next match-up!...'
Cliffhanger's a right old bitch, isn't it?
This has been melancholy man guy.
So, that's the first part of the epic tourney!
Siphon came out BARELY! Adam yelled at me! The announcer is a cold-hearted sonuvabitch! And Cynthia's Garchomp may be a hardcore insectivore...
So yeah! What'll happen next chappy!?
I dunno.
I felt like there should have been more, but then again there should be more yaoi lemons of Pokephilia out there.
WE DON'T GET THAT APPARENTLY!...
So, here's what else I have to say.
This story is still going strong! I finally had time to do something about it! Since it's summer break(HELL YEAH, BITCHES! BUST OUT THE ICE CREAM!), I have time to do more.
Legend High is also going strong! I can't quit my first story. I just can't.
Where Gods Be Mortals...
The next chappy will have to be so long that I won't answer PMs. That'd kill me so I can't do that yet...
And where's the Buko love!? My Buko senpai's the best in the business! He needs some lady loving! He has enough guys! Me included!
I mean, it's just the male version of Pokegirls; just look up the Pokegirl version of a Buko you don't know about and BAM!, you know how to play!..
[Sigh] Almost done, don't worry.
In other news, the next one-shot will me MXM. I have a pattern set-up so deal with it. And lastly, where the love at tho?
This story has like...4000k+ views and then some yet...
I get little response about it.
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Well?...
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Monche-!
?: Seje!
Me: What Volucris?
Volucris: You promised we'd watch 'Fifty Shades Of Gray' with Cobe today! You've been holed up in here making new shit that you wanna avoid!
Come on! Don't break Cobe's heart...
Me: [Groan] Fine...
Moncheli!
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