“Go Sting!” The battle for Ry was already beginning. HIs opponent, was the somber man, named Nathan who had sent out a Zebstrika, glared at the boy. When Ry has arrrived, it seemed like Nathan had been waiting a while. Maybe the man knew a shortcut to the battlefield. But it didn’t matter. A battle was still a battle.
“Start things off with Flame Charge!” In an instant, Zebstrika was draped in flames and leapt into the air, towards Sting. The air was already heating up, as Zebstrika closed in on Sting. But the Beedrill’s aerial mobility gave it a slight advantage.
“Dodge it with Agility!” Ry’s reaction was a bit late, but it there was still enough time for Sting to swerve out of the way of the flames.
Zebstrika continued his course, and then landed on the ground, with his hooves scraping the dirt. “I know who you are, Ry Burst. I’ve researched every competitor in this competition. I have photographic memory, making it so much easier to know all i need to know about you. You are a strong and resourceful trainer. But you are reckless, and rely too much on gut insinct. This is how I will defeat you. Now, Rain Dance!” Nathan’s voice was harsh and he sounded deaththly serious. Ry watched as clouds began to from and grow darker overhead as Zebstrika stomped his hooves against the dirt. Now rain was pouring down, in the cave, making a unique scene, especially as the rain bounced off the rock walls, and formed puddles at their feet.
“Rain won’t stop us! Go Poison Jab!” Ry shouted, raised his voice to be heard over the pitter patter over the pouring the rain. Sting was ready to use his quick speed, and his speed boost from Agility to his advantage. The Beedrill flew forward, letting the rain fall of him as he flew. One of his large cone-shaped stingers was raised, and had already began to glow with a pale purple aura. Sting continued his course, leading with the stinger pushed forward, in front of him.
“You don’t get it, do you. The Rain Dance is only the first part of my plan. Now, THUNDER!” Nathan’s plan was now unfolding. And as the large bolt of lighting flashed and threw itself towards Sting, Ry undertood it too. Normally Thunder is a move that can be avoided by a shift in movement, and it’s can’t really track down an opponent to hit it. But with the rain, and the Beedrill who was higher in the air, it would fire straight down upon the nearest thing that would get in it’s way. Sting. The lighting slammed down on the Beedrill’s back, and as it did, a clap of thunder echoed throughout the cave scaring wild Pokemon.
Sting’s body dropped like a rock, and took a hard landing upon the stone floor, which was now slic with water. “C’mon Sting! Get out of there!” Ry shouted raising his fist up and into the air. The Beedrill bega to rise, and tried to flutter his wings. But he was gaining no alititude, and staying not the ground.
“The rain is playing three parts right now. First off, ensuring me that Thunder hits. Secondly, preventing your Beedrill from flying. His wings are too wet. You might was well be flapping around wet paper towels.” The man smiled sickeningly as Zebstrika stepped forward. “Water conducts Electricity. Discharge!” Electricity shot out of Zebstrika’s hooves and leapt forward into the puddle Zebstrika stood in. The electricity spread, at an incredible rate, until reached Sting, sending shocks throughout his body. Sting’s eyes closed and the electric water had faded. Sting had fainted and Ry was already down a Pokemon.
“Okay Sting, return.” Ry said, retuning Sting to his Pokeball. He gave a large grin. “That was a sweet combo.” He glanced down at Sting’s Pokeball and said, “And thanks Sting. You’d did pretty well. It just looks like they were ready for you this time.” He looked back and Nathan and his formidable Zebstrika as Ry silently considered his next Pokemon.
