DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MOST CHARACTERS IN THIS FIC. THEY ARE COPYRIGHT NINTENDO AND THE POKEMON COMPANY.

This also has NADA to do with my other project, Moonlite Wander. It’s all new. (Doncha just looooove ADHD?!)
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     “Woah! Check it out!”
     “Sweet!”
     “Awesome!”
     “Anyone of you gonna enter?”
     Voices belonging to my classmates huddled around a poster drew me twoards what would start my life’s hugest change ever.
     Woah! Lemme intro myself first. My name is...
     “Huh? Oh, hi, Hiroshi...”
    ...T_T Hiroshi Mitsubishi. I am a boy attending my school, Fujiwara Junoir High. I am excelling in science, math, social studies, and am an excellent
reader, but my english is kinda rough. I also love Pokémon and...
     “What is this all about, eh?”
     “VIDEO GAME CONTEST!!”
    ...>_< video games. My eyes widened as I looked at the poster. It was decorated in orange markings shaped like controllers. It said, in big blue and
orange writing:
    “HEY!! You wanna show off your gaming skills? Your talents on the console? And, of course, show your battling knowledge? Well, train your team and
your controllers, ‘cuz it’s the ÜBER-OS-TASTIK GAME AND BATTLE TOURNAMENT!!! The grand prize is 100,000 pokédollars in cash or prizes!!
YOU PICK!! Simply bring your team of the top three pokémon you own, and skills in these games; to win, you gotta win three rounds of each:
 -Unreal Tournament 2004
 -Sonic Battle
 -Dance Dance Revolution Max 2 (PS2 Ver.)
And of course, SUPA SMASH BROTHAAAS! MEEEELEEEEEEEE!!!
     “Also, you must have a valid trainer’s license to battle in our 16 match tournament! YOU MUST WIN EVERYTHING TO BECOME OUR CHAMP!!
Please, you also must be able to easily bench about 30kg. Age 13 and up. To apply, visit our site, or just find your local arcade with a DDR machine! Some
PokèCenters have forms, too. SO ARE YOU GONNA WIN?! BATTLE ON!!!”
    That was pretty long. I smiled when I saw all of the games needed. I mastered all of them! I said bye to my friends and rushed off home. I already was on
my way when I encountered the poster, and was becoming late. I didn’t want to give my family a bad name, so I got there in record timing.
 I came through the door to our house, flipped off my shoes, and huffed my way to my room. It was the time I normally arrive home, which ment I had to
come up to do homework when my dad cleaned my room. I went into my room, and there he was, putting clothing away. I plopped my case onto my bed,
then took in a breath. Here goes, I thought, and turned to dad.
     “Dad?” He turned.
     “What?”
     “I, uh...Well, I saw this contest poster on my way home, and-”
     “When is it?”
     “In about two weeks.”
     “...”
     “It’s a video game and pokèbattle tourney, to be held in different towns and stuff.”
     “NO. You have to do school!”
     “They give the qualifying contestents who still attend school a notice of leave to their schools!”
     “Well...” he said, “in that case...Sure. But I want you to do schoolwork and I want you to train EVERY DAY, understand?”
     I bowed. “Yes, sir!”

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     I strained...Strained...Let the weight fall on my chest...Tried again...Couldn’t...
     “Come on, Hiro! You can do this!”
     “Sorry, Boton...I’m too damn weak...”
     *Slap* “QUIT JOKING AROUND!”
     “Okay, okay! You don’t have to yell!”
     I lifted the 30kg weight without any difficulty. I was there. I made it!! I wasn’t that weak, now! I’m a nerd who had tan skin, black hair with a few stripes
of red, and eyes as blue as the gloryhog himself. I liked fighting air opponents with my own custom style of fighting, ripped from various games and
personal invention. I could fight, but was weak untill now. I could even do a frankensteiner, for Christ’s sake!
 “There...” Boton, my stepsister, sighed. She marked the requirement off on the form. It was the day before the event in, believe it or not, Pacifidlog Town.
It was just big enough and powerful enough to hold all the equipment and people. Okay, they had to build a platform network for the event, and the area
would be called the Con Logs afterward. It also provided scenery. I lived with my dad and Step-Mom in Mossdeep.
     “Okay, now for a quick check-up on my pokèmon.”

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    After some inspection, I found StarStriker, my Starmie, BlackSheep, my special black Ampharos, and my starter, Jucain the Sceptile. They all were in
good condition. I looked at Jucain as he practiced a move I taught him, I call the Leaf Blade Combo. It's simply a fast, powerful three-slice combo with the
Leaf Blade(held like a sword), followed by a Mega Kick. All my pokèmon knew special moves I taught them all. StarStriker knows Star-Strike. She blasts
with a little weaker version of Hydro Pump, has Swift encircle the pillar of water, then launces into a bona-fide Homing Attack through the Hydro Pump
while it's still there. BlackSheep knows System Overload. It's really just three moves in one attack. First she fires off a black Zap Cannon, then while the
enemy gets zapped, quickly Agility's over there to do a Thunder Punch combo, strait-hook-uppercut. I thought about seeing if Jucain can handle the new
move I taught him, but it was a bit taxing, I geuss. He could do it only half of the time I tried. I'd only use it if totally nessisary.
    "Come on, guys, let's go home." They agreed and followed me and Boton home.

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    I was tossing and turning in bed. I was having nightmares about me losing in Melee against a guy who just cornered me and kept me off by doing the same
move over and over, thus losing to a complete cheap-o. I had one about me DDRing on an unplugged dance pad. One about playing Battle and experiencing a
Virtual Training thing where THEY could die and come back, not me. And they had combo cards >_<. Then, the worst. I was battling, battling against
someone who was between me and the final win. Both of us had one pokèmon left, our starters. I told my favorite friend ever to use something I knew
would kill me. I told him to use "Grass Ultima." Instead, he used TACKLE. I lost by somehow seeing the bloody figure of Jucain on the spot he was hit
with a weird attack that fired blades of metal. As I kneeled down beside my friend, my opponent laughed and said, "Mmm...Diced Sceptile.
Mwa-ha-ha-ha-haa!!" I kept saying "no" as he continued that manical laugh. As he somehow became a large man in an orange suit. Then I awoke. I felt like I
came from a pool, then realized that was my own cold sweat.

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    I ate my breakfast like a Pikachu goes through an apple. I took my ball belt, said ta-taa, and tore out of there to get to our family pet, Brosnand the Pidgot.
I hopped on his back. He looked at me with a "where to now?" look. "Pacifidlog, and please step on it!" He nodded, and I held on as I took off.
    When we got there, I hopped off on the platform built for the event. I told Brosnand to go on home. He took off, and I went to hand over my registration
form. After I got my ID card, I looked at how I was. I had on my blue jeans, pokèball belt and an indigo tee-shirt with a pokèball symbol on it. I also had my
shades with me. I got them on, put away my card, and went off twords the gaming action.

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    The crowd. The lights. THE SOUNDS! The qualifiers were tight. We each had one round of everything. Well, nix the pokèbattles. I dominated all of
them. In fact, we had to do five rotations of each game to get 16 people for each category, or tourney. I was in slot 13. The announcer called off our names.
When we all came out, the crowd went wild for each person. When I came out, I heard a lot of whoops as well, but not as loud as my family, who'd ridden
over to cheer me on. The announcer explained the dealio:
    There are four tourneys. In each tourney, there are all sixteen people. Each match of each tourney goes on and after the round is done, we move to the next
tourney. The person who either gets first in all four tourneys wins. In case of not the same peson for all for, there's a Pokèmon Battle to decide the victory. I
gulped. I was good, but good enough for all of the matches? It was gonna be a LOOOOONG haul. First round: SONIC BATTLE!!

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    Everyone chose a character to use for the entire tourney. I chose, of course, the badass Shadow. I saw that a very familiar looking guy chose Sonic. His
name was...Ovi Manx. He seemed foreign. I waited for my match to come. I saw a lot of talent, and Ovi's talent was impressive. He won his hands-down. I
finally fought my opponent. She instantly succumed to my style of fighting. I just used an upper, then when she was in the air I used my power attack. After
the first KO, I just button mashed and sometimes used my air shot. It's pretty sad. I almost laughed when I won.

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    Next was DDR. Everyone had to do it using the hardest settings and a random song. I saw Ovi BARELY make it alive. I had some difficulty, even though
I (by luck) got a familiar one.

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    After that, I sank Miss Nagasaki with good ol' Link. They had no pokèmon characters cept Pikachu.

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    FINALLY!! The battles! I had to fight Nagasaki again, and she proved that she can battle. I had trouble, but a Leaf Blade Combo hit it home! I wasn't
worried about the rules; only attacks that can potentially kill are illegal. She knelt down and wept as she was announced a losing endurer. She ran to the
PokèCenter.
    After that was just a blur and uninteresting anyway. So, I'll get back to the final battle.

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    I was sweaty with all the hard work behind me done to get up here. I had won all but two tourneys, the DDR(I got tired) and Sonic Batte(insta-gibbed at
the last second). I had won against and lost against this one man.
    "Ladies and Gentlemen, it looks as if this semi-rivalry shall come to an end! OVI MANX VERSES HIROSHI MITSUBISHI!! LET THE FIGHT
BEGIN!!"
    "You're gonna pay for having that gloryhog defeat me," I said.
    "Whatever. You'll see that I was just PLAYING with you before. You won very easilly with your 'special moves.' Now, see MY special moves!"
    "GO!! JUCAIN!!"
    "I CHOOSE YOU, MAG!"
    Our balls opened and there were the two combatants. Jucain simply was calm, while Mag the Magmar did a cocky little dance. I knew if Jucain was hit
once by him, I was DEAD. So, as soon as I could, I hollered "Jucain, evade his attack!!" At the same time, Mag used Fire Blast. Jucain jumped WAYY up
high, and I had to duck the blast. As soon as I ducked, I sent out StarStriker and recalled Jucain. Usually I have to spend my attack recalling, but I had a
strategy. As soon as she was out, I told StarStriker to send out a Water Pulse attack. Ovi said to dodge at the time it was one millisecond too late. Mag was
smacked by the attack, fell from the jump, and got up confused. "YEAHH!" Boton said as Mag punched himself. I used this time in order to do a Hydro
Pump. Hit with the blast, Mag regained his senses, and before I could react, hit StarStriker with a Hi Jump Kick. I winced as she got up, and had an idea.
"NAMESAKE!!" I shouted, and before the next hit came, StarStriker unleashed a torrent of water, with another seperate, darker blue stream of water around
it on two sides, spiraling along with Swift stars going around forming five "beams" total at Mag. He was hit full throttle, and Ovi shook himself as his
pokèmon fell from the Homing Attack.
    "Mag, return. Revenge time, Shocker!" he screamed as he tossed out a Magneton. Before I could react, Shocker had used Thunder on StarStriker!
"Nooo..." I picked her up, saw she was KOed, and recalled her. "Ya did great. I geuss I should counter electric with electric! BLACKSHEEP, LET'S KICK
BUTT!!" I tossed the ball, then the battle ensued. I had to dodge some attacks, and I was out of luck untill I remembered: MAGNETON'S PART STEEL!!
"Okay, now, Shocker's part steel, BlackSheep!" She looked up as she evaded an attack, which whizzed past my ear. It dawned on her that electric is good
against steel. "Ready?" She nodded as she got ready. "OKAY! ABSORB THAT THUNDER WAVE!!" She did as told, which amazed all of the people.
Brimming with power, BlackSheep glowed a black electric shine. "NOW! SYSTEM OVERLOAD!!!" She shot out a HUGE Zap Cannon. It struck poor little
Shocker, who couldn't evade it, as small as it was. It was paraylized, and through the smoke of collision, saw a very fast and angry black Amphros charge at
it with a Thunder Punch. Strait! Hook! Upper-"SELF-DESTRUCT!!" The poor Magneton exploded and BlackSheep was caught in the blast. She was
knocked out immediatly.
    "Great...You know what this means. BlackSheep, nice job."
    "Yup...Shocker, return."
    ""GO!! KICK HIS ASS, MY FRIEND!!""
    It was Sceptile against Meganium. A hard battle...
    "Razor Leaf!"
    "Jump and Whirlwind, Jucain!"
    "Dodge it and Vine Whip!"
    "Cut them with Fury Swipes!"
    "Body Slam!"
    "Crawl out and Synthesis!"
    "Hyper Beam!"
    Crap."FOR THE LOVE OF SEX, RUN!!"
    "SCEPT!!" he shouted, realixing that right in the fast beam's path's way was...
    "SHIIIIIIIIIIII-" *BOOOOOOMMMM*. I was smacked off the arena with the Hyper Beam. I was stunned, for a second, then quickly grabed the ground,
handsprung, spun, and landed a perfect Ukemi. While I did...
    "THAT'S IT!! LEAF BLADE COMBO!!" He gladly unleashed his wrath against the somewhat slower creature. Slice. Slice. Slice. And then, my heart
almost froze when the kick...WAS GRABBED. Relentlessly, Jucain was tossed into me. I ran forward and caught him in my arms to prevent the long fall I
almost faced. I looked down at my friend. He was pretty beat up; one more good hit'd do him in.
    "Hey, buddy...You up for the big move we're working on?
  He thought for a bit...Reluctantly, he nodded.
     "Got it. When I say 'okay,' start charging, got it?" He nodded, then got up, back to me. I stood up, and started my plan.
     "You know, you're pretty okay-" I saw a glowing golden light orb, small but bright, start to form on Jucain's back "- for a trainer. I think it's all boiled down to one last attack-" it was done charging "-starting NOW! JUCAIN! RAZOR LEAF!!" Jucain reached behind him to grab the leaves hidden in the ball of light. Ovi just grinned a sly grin, and said, "Blade Leaf." Instead of green leaves instantly flying out...GREY METAL BLADES CAME INSTEAD. I saw Jucain got the sunlight, and he tossed the leaves...one hand....the other..."NOWWW!!" He claped his hands as one...the blades closer...my dream flashing back in the corner of my mind...AND JUCAIN FIRED THE HUGEST SOLARBEAM HE'S EVER DONE. It caught the Ravor Leaves, and they swirled around the beam. It went clear through the Iron Leaf. One was blown away, and flew out to the wood, and stuck in pretty deep. The beam, meanwhile, met it's mark on the tired and unlucky Meganium. It flew right into Ovi. The little blades of the leaves cut not just the poor 'mon, but Ovi's clothes to shreds as well. "Searves you right, trying to turn my friend into mincemeat!"
      The crowd gasped as the announcer said I won, and as the guy with the flags inspected the blade. He declared it a lethal weapon. Gasps again! Yeah...WHO'D'VE THOUGHT THAT A BIG METAL THING THAT SPUN REAL FAST AND ENDED UP IN THE GROUND WASN'T LETHAL?! Back on topic...Anyway, the guy walked over to some other head guys, a guy uses a cell, calls someone, and the announcer said that due to lethal weaponry, aka illegal move, I'd've won anyway. Some official looking guys came over and attempted to take Ovi away.
    "HEY! What do you think you're doing?!"
    "Well, we're arresting you for attempted harm to a Pokèmon, and the fact you used an unapproved move." Suddenly, Ovi threw ALL of them off his body with some unseen strength. He said, "I thought all the personnel were in on it all along," and as everyone stared and gaped at his changed, more natural sounding voice, he grabbed the edge of a mask it seemed, and tore it off. Behind it, an actual man's face appeared, not a teenager's. He had seen a little tall for a teen anyway, and his outfit a little too non-caual. It seemed ironed. He then explained the fact of events.
    "I am none other than Giovanni, the person who set this event up in the first place! I told everyone who I was, and to rig the matches to find who had what it took to be the best." he looked at me. "Hiroshi over here showed he had the determination, skill and stamina to stand up to my standards. He also, most importantly, showed he definatly knew his way around a PokèBall." He chuckled. "I now announce that Hiroshi Mitsubishi has won this event!" The crowd, not caring one bit about what he said except I won, went wild. Giovanni walked twords me. "You, Hiroshi, will come with me to claim your prizes. If you wish to say farewell to your family if they are here." I nodded. A little later, when the arena had half cleared off, my family flew down to say ta-taa.
    "Hey, Hiro," said Boton.
    "Hi."
    "You should be kinda careful around that guy," she whispered, pointing to Gio, who was talking to someone in a black outfit.
    "Why?"
    "I've heard of him. He is the head of the Kanto and Jhoto equivilant to Aqua and Magma, Them Rocket. He might have something up his sleeve."
    "Hmmm...Well, er, I geuss...Bye!"
    "Bye!" I went over to Gio, who called me. I came over, all my stuff with me. He addressed me. "Hiroshi, come back here...Your prizes await." and he went behind a door in the arena wall. I followed, after hesitating a little. I heeded the warning my step-sis gave. As soon as I came in, I looked around. "If this is the prize room, where're all the prizes?" Giovanni stood there and smiled a wicked smile. "Right inside you." Before I could react, I was suddenly held at my sides by two guys. I realized one of them was a guy he talked to earlier. I tried to get out, but I couldn't budge. I suddenly felt a needle be inserted into my neck. All through the ordeal, I heard Gio laugh that same laugh in my dream. "I...I had..." I said as I started to fall unconcious via the tranq, "a...a vi...sion...Uhhhh..." Then all...went DARK.
 

    Weeeelllllll.......CRAP!! This is BAD! And don't blame Hiro for not knowing about Gio, he's from Hoenn, Gio's from Kanto, so yeah! Tune in next time!! WHEEEEE!!!!