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Chapter 2: First Fight
Braden brought his pokeball up to eye level and threw it out, sparing no energy in it, flinging it as hard as he could. “Go, Kixaroo!” he said. The orange kangaroo’s feet hit the ground hard, and it used the impact to jump twice as high, and then land on the ground with a shuddering thud.
“Um…Go Blakkit?” Chloe said nervously as she tossed Blakkit’s pokeball up slightly. Blakkit pounced out of its ball, as if the ground beneath it was food. “This is a battle, Blakkit,” Chloe said, “Are you up for it?”
The only response that the cat gave was a glare at Kixaroo, followed by a “Kit, Blakkit!”
“You can’t be serious,” Braden said, “using a Dark type Pokemon against a Fighting type?” Chloe, who didn’t know anything about type advantages, whipped out her pink Pokedex, and checked the “TYPES” section.
“Let’s see…Dark type…WEAK AGAINST FIGHTING TYPE!?!?” she said, suddenly realizing she had no chance against Braden. “Oh well, all I can do is my best, I guess. Blakkit, use Scratch!” she said. Blakkit sprung forward and raked its claws against Kixaroo.
It let out a hurt “Kixxx…” before finally getting over it.
“Kixaroo, use Jump Kick now!” Braden said. It sprung up again and then used its feet to come crashing down on Blakkit.
“Oh no, this is bad,” remarked Chloe, “ohh, what should I do?”
“Alright Kixaroo, it’s just about up. Jump Kick, one more time!” said Braden confidently.
“Blakkit, dodge it!” commanded Chloe.
“Blaaaaakit!” it screeched as it narrowly dodged Kixaroo’s attack. As Kixaroo hit the ground, it felt its own attack’s impact. It let out an “Arooooo!!” in pain. As Chloe’s eyes darted around back to Blakkit, she noticed a dark purple energy forming itself around it.
She checked the move on her Pokedex. “Dark Pulse”, she read, “ well, it’s better than nothing! Blakkit, use Dark Pulse!
“BlaaaaaAAAAAAKIT!” it meowed intensely as the purple energy was forcefully dispelled in all directions, while Kixaroo was still recovering from shock.
“Kixaroo, dodge it…, no wait, that…wouldn’t work…oh, um, use Jump… Kick?” Braden said cautiously. The tables had been turned, and he knew it. Kixaroo jumped up feebly, but it wasn’t fast enough, and it was engulfed by Dark Pulse. Chloe averted her attention back to Blakkit. She was shocked to see that its fur was standing straight up, and its eyes were glowing red.
“Blakkit, that’s enough, stop!” she shouted. Her pokemon responded by its fur settling down, and its eyes returning to their natural golden color. “That could have gotten bad, if I hadn’t stopped it,” she thought as she glanced at Kixaroo and Braden, whose mouth was gaping with shock, alongside his pokemon, who lay on the ground, unconscious. After calling back his Kixaroo, he walked over to Chloe.
“…Wow. That was…impressive, to say the least.” He said in a manner that it was obvious that he was shaken up.
Reading his emotions, she responded, “ Yeah, it was…eerie. It’s like Blakkit couldn’t handle the energy.”
“To tell you the truth, it probably couldn’t,” said Braden, “I would let it battle some more, so that it could get strong enough to control Dark Pulse. Maybe even take a gym battle or two.”
“A gym battle!” she exclaimed in a disgusted tone, “I wouldn’t be seen at a gym!” She kept putting disgusted emphasis in her words.
“Why not?” Braden asked, unable to understand the girl’s hatred.
“Contests are where it’s at for me,” she said in a dreamy voice.
“Yeah, you already told m-“
“Besides, all they ever do at gyms is battle, battle, battle.” she said, cutting him off mid-sentence. “It’s really boring, honestly. I mean, don’t get me wrong, a battle is great every once in a while, but when that’s ALL you do, then there must be a issue or anger problem somewhere.” she said in a changed tone, all the while not noticing that Braden was fuming right beside of her.
“I bet you’d think that!” he said furiously. “I bet you couldn’t even beat the first gym! You’d have a type advantage and everything! It’d be WAY too easy! The Chroma League might be harder, but then the Elite Four, I happen to know that one of them uses Psychic types, so you’d have a huge advantage there too! But NOOO! You just go do your contests!” he said, his tirade leaving him out of breath.
“Hah! I intend to! I also intend to win!” she responded angrily. With a mutual “humph” they both walked off in a rage.
A few minutes later, Chloe found herself sitting at the edge of the outflow stream of the Vibrato Cascades, soaking her feet as she gently stroked the fur on Blakkit’s back. “Maybe I should give just one gym battle a go. What do you think, Blakkit?” she inquired of the cat, not noticing that it had fallen asleep in the sereneness of the scene in comparison of the argument. Chloe laughed, and recalled the cat. Deciding that going to Chord City would be the easiest way to go; relieved that it was the location of the first contest in the Chroma Grand Festival as well, so it wouldn’t be a total waste of time.
“So,” she thought to herself calmly, “it looks like my best bet will be to go through the Joyful Forest!” she said with a tone that showed her natural impatience. She hopped over the stream in which she had been dousing her feet in earlier on a few rocks. After reaching the other side, where the forest was located only a few steps away, she decided to send out Blakkit to walk with her for protection. “Now Blakkit, listen very carefully,” she said so that the kitten would understand it in-depth, “we’re going to go through some woods, and wild Pokemon could just jump out of nowhere, so we’ll both have to be on our guard. Are you ready?”
Blakkit mulled it over for a moment before responding with a “Blaaaa! Blaaaaakit!
“Alright then, let’s go!” Chloe said before taking off into the forest, with Blakkit right on her heels.
