a new LAND, the next [BATTLE : leaf]

[style= font: 20px Monotype Corsiva; color: EEE9E9]Notes: D'aww XD </3

Music: The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls

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[style= font: 20px Monotype Corsiva; color: EEE9E9]Notes: That got longer than I expected o.0

Music: My math professor talking about Quadratic Functions

Words: 906


Credit to Meniph of LS

[STYLE=border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][STYLE=float:left; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-left: 35px;][/style][STYLE=float:right; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-right: 35px;][/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 45px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -8px;]let me save you[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -10px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]to redeem myself[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 340px; text-align: justify; background-color: #6E6E6E; padding: 17px; color: #000000; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9;]”My, quite the arrogant trainer aren’t we?” Alyssa tilted her head down, allowing her bangs to cover her eyes. Although they wouldn’t hide her expression entirely, they would at least hide the laughter in her eyes. The smirk that spread across her face was almost closer to a grin. She’d been called that before, definitely. Especially in Hoenn when she was younger and she told almost anybody she battled that she would one day be more famous than even the Champion. Sure, that had gotten her laughs, and many adults telling her to come back to reality, but she had kept saying it over and over. She trained day and night, pushing both herself and her pokemon to limits of exhaustion. She knew of at least one time where she had actually fallen over and fallen unconscious because she had been so tired. That dream was now closer to her reality than anything else. Though she hadn’t attained it before the war broke out, she hoped that the dream would be solidified once it ended – and she would help to end it.

She had heard the rest of what the trainer said, but she decided to skip out on responding for now. She would wait until she instructed her pokemon on their next moves. She looked up through her bangs and watched the battle unfold as her opponent instructed her pokemon. Her pokemon had been together long enough to know how they worked best with each other. Of course, some of their personalities clashed and made things difficult every now and then. She’d needed to use one of her pokemon to break up two others that had a disagreement that escalated more than once. Despite how poorly a training session may have gone, though, Alyssa knew she could rely on her pokemon to aid each other in battle. Although she trusted her pokemon to make decisions on their own, they all looked to her for a course of action – in case she saw one better than theirs.

The Pidgeot in the air above her heads spread its wings wide to allow the hit. Some would consider a Pidgeot displaying its full wingspan to be intimidating. She knew other pokemon did, she’d seen a negative reaction before in younger pokemon when beside a full-grown Pidgeot. Weavile wasn’t the sort of pokemon to be intimidated, especially by something as simple as that. Normally, Weavile was the one intimidating others. His naturally aggressive nature was one thing, then coupled with the sharp claws that almost always seemed to be poised to strike at any given moment. The icy punch collided with the Pidgeot’s wing, giving a small eruption of blue light as it made contact, sending the bird-pokemon spiraling downwards until he swooped into a dive to pick the Electric-Mouse pokemon up as the Earthquake struck the bridge.

Although the powerful ground-type attack’s power had been consciously minimized by the Gallade – as not to actually destroy the bridge – it had definitely done what it was meant to do. When he landed, his trainer jumped slightly into the air so the weakened waves of the Earthquake shot beneath her and didn't harm her. The ice coating the battlefield shattered, cracking in all directions and becoming split leveled. It was more like square-cut slabs of ice that were uneven now, particularly in the center where the quake had radiated from. As it died, the whole bridge groaned in protest. Alright, so maybe an Earthquake on a stone bridge was a bit overkill… Alyssa thought silently. But Knight didn’t even make it full-power… She made a mental note that if she was going to finish one of these pokemon, her Gallade would need to make the opponent’s pokemon the epicenter.

Weavile had landed seconds before the Earthquake split the ground below him. He got away from that by engaging in another one of his frenetic Swords Dance, jumping off the ground as the quake split the ice below him. Knight looked up just in time to see the Pidgeot dive to deliver an attack at him. The blue orb produced from the bird pokemon alarmed the Gallade. He crossed his arm blades defensively and started jumping backwards just as it came down, hitting the fronts of his arms and leg as he tried to get away from it. For the most part, he did, but he had lost some energy from the technique. These pokemon were serious. Fair enough, it would be a better fight than he’d had in a while. He landed feet back, parallel with the other trainer, but facing away from her. His eyes darted to the side to look at Weavile.

The Sharp-Claw pokemon narrowly avoided the large bolt of Thunder that had struck out at him making use of yet another frenetic Swords Dance to keep himself a moving target. Though pleased to have avoided being electrocuted, his eyes were wide. That was too close of a call. The Raichu had increased its speed, but Weavile didn’t see it as a threat (yet). He was faster still – for the time, anyway, if there were more Agilities used, they would probably be on the same level, and it would be a contest of speed. He dashed in the direction of the Raichu which stood by its trainer, head-on. A stupid move, one could think. His clawed paw glowed blue-white again as he looked up, to the Pidgeot that was closer to the ground now than he had been previously. Giving a powerful jump, Weavile came at the bird pokemon from below, aiming to strike its belly with another Ice Punch, this time stronger than the previous one.

Seeing his partner move, Knight dashed for the orange mouse, his arm blades growing bright green and lengthening. Coming in from the side, he spread his arms and slashed downwards as he came down towards the Raichu, releasing Leaf Blade.

”Your pokemon have some good combinations!” Alyssa said, having observed the battle. Truly, it made her happy to see a trainer that didn’t appear to rely on simply power alone. ”As far as my attitude goes, I wouldn’t say arrogant…” she said with a bit of a smile. She wasn’t actually offended by the comment. ”I’d call it more confidence in my abilities...and for good reason!” She watched her pokemon make their moves. ”Being a trainer requires many things; knowledge, strategy, luck, guts, spirit, bravery, and ability. However, there is one thing I’ve found that is more important than all others – the bond a trainer has with their pokemon!” she paused before adding, ”Trainers that don’t posses these qualities don’t stand a chance of defeating me. My pokemon and I are more than just Trainer-and-Pokemon. We are friends and partners above all else. I’m hoping you’re the same, that way this will be a rather exciting fight!”

In truth, if the young woman from Lux standing before her did posses a powerful bond with her pokemon and wound up defeating Alyssa, the white-haired trainer would lose the ability to say she’d been undefeated for years, yes, but she wouldn’t so much mind losing to a trainer that loved their pokemon as she would have someone who was in it for no more than the power.

Doesn’t mean I plan on losing, though…

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