Ok, since we are working on the colorful part of the post, Ill just make this a quick type up in a random pokemon battle I guess...
A lean figure began out of a restaurant on a cold winters night. Snow could be heard crunching beneath him as the young man began on his way down a snow covered sidewalk in the main street of town. The snow fell carelessly, and for a few moments, the trainer stopped to look up to the night sky as time seemed to slow down. He had a lot on his mind. Even with all of his battling knowledge, he never knew how to fix the problems with the people closest to him. This was possibly one of his greatest flaws. He would always make the mistake of saying the wrong words at the most critical moments. His battling skills were great, but he was slowly coming to the realization that although life involved pokemon closely, it simply wasnt always a pokemon battle. It wasnt that he lacked confidence..... However it was his ability to actually step up and truly say what was on his heart and mind to another person, that made it hard for him to communicate with others on a personal level.
The trainer had been standing in that one spot for some time now, and by now a couple had been heading the opposite direction down the same path. As they passed him he began to look ahead before slowly continuing on his road home.
He hated the mountains. It was cold, and cold was one of his least favorite sensations. He had come up here originally to get a badge, but with it being a time of festival in this town, the gym was closed and he was lodging in the Pokemon Center until the following Monday when the celebrations will have ended. So for now he had to make due with the harshness of this weekend, unless he would prefer to come back later. The lone trainer was almost at the pokemon center, passing an alleyway nearby it when he heard a loud bang. Turning to look he noticed a large white figure rumbling through the nearby dumpster. "H-Hello??..." Forte called out to it. The rustling immediately stopped as the figure pulled its head back looking at him. "What is this?" He said before pulling out his pokedex and sliding his massive headphones over his ears to hear what it had to say.
Scan Completed. Beartic, The Freezing Pokemon. It freezes its breath to create fangs and claws of ice to fight with. Cold northern areas are its habitat.
"A Bear?!?!" Forte said looking at his pokedex. He became so involved in the many details that the pokedex gave him that he didnt realize or hear the pokemon approach him. Had the pokemon not been a massive white figure staring him down, he may not have realized in time to get out of the way of his claw. "Oh, so its a scrap you want? Ok! Go Scizor!" He said throwing a pokeball. As soon as it opened up a yellow pokemon with claws appeared from a pokeball. Forte bred his own pokemon and trained them, and so he knew Scizors moves pretty well. "Scizor! Use Bullet Punch!" He commanded. Scizor looked back, nodding to his trainer before leaping into action. The pokemon moved quickly towards Beartic, but the pokemon seemed to move out of the way and vanish. Scizor looked around confused before Beartic lept from the side hitting Scizor. Scizor tried again, missing a second time. "Scizor! 9 o'cklock!" He called out as the pokemon lept into the air, flying back towards his trainer.
Forte didnt understand. Bullet Punch almost ALWAYS hit its mark. What was happening so that Scizor couldnt hit his opponent easily. He began shuffling through windows on his pokedex before finding something on Beartics abilities. "Scizor! Its using its ability. We cant hit it easily in the Snow!.... Hold on!" He said before reaching in his pocket. "Politoed! Come out!" He screamed as a second pokeball opened, revealing a lively green frog-like pokemon.
As soon as the Politoed came out, a sudden change occurred. Politoed ability was Drizzle. The snow became more watery, eventually melting into full on rain. "You aren't the only pokemon with an ability!" Forte said as the Beartic became fully visible in front of him. Scizors ability is Technician, meaning weaker powered moves like Bullet Punch Get a power boost!....... So lets try this again! Bullet Punch!!!!" Forte said as his Scizor flew through the rain at high speed. The Beartic braced itself for the hit, knowing it couldnt avoid the contact, but steel attacks were super effective on Ice. With a few hits, the pokemon was downed on the sidewalk. Forte thought about catching the pokemon... But he wasnt all that fond of trash eaters. Besides, he didnt bring any extra pokeballs. Returning his pokemon, he looked up to notice how easily the weather had changed. But with Politoed gone, the rain had only slushed over what was now gaining another layer of snow. It just keeps going on.... Forte thought to himself.I guess I should too...
Getting to the pokemon center he decided to himself. Starting tomorrow........ He was going on his own.
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