Hard Enough - Pokemon SI

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Chapter 177 - Meowth's out of the bag
I sat on the couch with Yolanda to my left and Sabrina to my right. Both of them were sitting up and paying avid attention to the television.

Around us, my siblings played quietly. Salvadore lazed about on the couch with a giant encyclopedia open. He was slowly reading through it and occasionally taking notes.

Suzie was sitting at Sabrina's feet with Ralts, both of them were playing with dolls. Sabrina occasionally shot them envious looks that made me chuckle. Tommy and Timmy were playing a game with Munchlax and Gible. It appeared to be some sort of knights and dragon game with the boys and the pokemon taking turns in each role.

Billy, Tilly, Cindy, Flint, and Nanny Grav were all brushing out a pair of growlithe along with Eevee who was trying, and failing to push the Growlithe back out the door. Apparently she didn't like the new security features.

Cindy quickly snatched her up and pampered her. "Oh, you're so grumpy about the new pokemon! You don't have to be! You're our special girl! Yes, you are! Yes, you are!"

Eevee squealed with delight and rolled around so she could give the pack of Growlithe a look of superiority.

I coughed and Cindy gained a sheepish look. "Sorry!" she said.

I rolled my eyes before casting them about the room. "So, I can't help but notice that no one was in here before we came in, but the minute we sat down everyone decided to join us?"

"I'm here because Sabrina is here, and I needed to show her my new doll!" said Suzie as though that made it an open-shut case for herself.

I decided not to poke holes in that argument. Instead, I turned to Salvadore.

He shrugged. "I want to see what's going on? I'll be quiet."

I hummed. "This is going to be a press conference from Lance about the recent Rocket Raid," I said. I considered that a moment and flicked my gaze about. "Actually maybe the younger kids shouldn't be here," I said.

Flint glanced up from brushing out Spot the Growlithe. "Hmmm?"

I shot him a look. "Urgesay otgay ockedlay upyay?" I said. Flint continued to stare at me, his face blanker than a fresh canvas.

Yolanda, Salvadore and Cindy gasped in shock.

Damn it! That hadn't been well thought out! Of course, Flint wouldn't know spoink-speak as it was called here, but the other kids would. They knew I'd said Surge got locked up!

"You are really bad at keeping secrets," Sabrina said as she slid to the floor to start playing with the dolls, the temptation growing too strong for her.

"I know!" I said as I quickly shushed the trio of smarter siblings.

Flint seemed to cotton on to the thrust of my point as he stood up. "Alright! Time for a family run!"

The kids all shot him with dubious looks. "We don't do family runs," Tommy said, acting as the mouthpiece for the younger kids who nodded.

"We don't run to the park with our new Growlithe bodyguard pokemon?" Flint said, causing the Growlithe to pause, liking the sound of this. The kids all perked up, realising that they'd get to show off some cool pokemon.

They were instantly up and clambering for the door, grabbing shoes and causing a cacophony of noise. Salvadore, Cindy, Yolanda and Suzie all stayed put.

I leaned forward. "You want to go with them Suzie?" I said, indicating the melee that had formed in the entrance of the house where people were fighting over shoes while the Growlithe yapped excitedly.

"Nope!" she said brushing the doll's hair before turning and brushing Ralts' hair straight afterwards. I noted that she stayed well clear of Ralts' sensitive horns. "I'm perfectly fine here," she said, continuing to adjust her doll's outfit before posing the doll. "Actually I might go get more dolls, Sabrina hold this one," she said before trundling off to her room.

I sighed. Well, she was going to be distracted at least.

I turned to the older kids who knew what I was talking about. I shot Yolanda a look. "I thought I told you about this?" I said. I'd told the Gym Trainers after my giant nap a few days ago.

Hadn't I?

I tilted my head. I'd been pretty tired after everything but surely I hadn't not mentioned the Rocket Raid?

Yolanda shook her head. "I wasn't there when you spoke about it to the Gym Trainers, I was at school. Same with Crystal!"

"Greta didn't mention it?" I said, surprised at this news.

Yolanda shook her head. "She can sometimes get distracted or forget to mention things, she's pretty bad at gossip."

I nodded slowly at that, understanding what she was talking about. "Right," I said, nodding as I made myself comfortable.

My siblings stared at me. "Aren't you going to explain Surge being locked up?" said Cindy pointedly.

I huffed. "Right, so when I went with Agatha, Sabrina, and Lorelei—"

"Koga was there as well," Sabrina prompted as she adjusted the doll in her hand to strike a more dashing pose.

"Yeah, he was there too," I said before continuing, "We went after the Head of Team Rocket who was Giovanni—"

"You mentioned this," said Yolanda. "It explained why you were always super leery about him and Viridian City."

"I was?" I asked.

The others all nodded. I coughed. "Right well when we went to arrest him he sent a decoy to the League and we had to chase down the real Giovanni. We found him with a bunch of really strong Admin-level Rocket trainers, along with Will and Surge."

"We ended up fighting but I don't think Surge was really trying all that hard. We crushed him and Will together. But, because Surge had been helping out with Team Rocket he needed to be arrested as well."

"So, what's that mean for the Vermillion Gym?" said Salvadore, while Cindy asked, "What are we going to tell Tommy?"

I scratched the back of my head. "Surge said he had been called in on a favour that he built up in the past. He had handed over the gym to his daughter who is called Visquez. As for Tommy? I'm not sure. It might be best to not tell him. It will depend on what Lance mentions in his press conference."

Yolanda nudged me. "Are you alright?"

"I'm good now, I just had to decompress a bit after the fight. I didn't go see Surge straight away but I did in the end."

"Oh, that's good, but in future, you should tell us about things like this," Yolanda said. "You should probably also tell Tommy."

I sighed. "I don't think he's mature enough for that conversation. Surge… well he's complicated," I said. The other nodded while Cindy merely shrugged.

"He did bad so he needs to be punished. It's sort of like having a time out going to prison, isn't it?"

I raised a finger, unsure what to say. On one hand, it was apt and simplistic, but on the other it didn't delve into the issues that came from spending time around other criminals along with the myriad of factors that made prisons, not nice places to be.

"That… somewhat works.," I said, deciding to run with that. Cindy looked pleased while Salvadore looked confused.

Yolanda tapped me on the shoulder. "So you're not going to keep any more secrets? Right?"

I didn't meet her gaze. "If they're relevant," I said.

Yolanda narrowed her eyes at me and grumbled. "Well, at least you're not very good at keeping secrets," she said. I felt like she'd shot an arrow into my heart.

Ouch! The truth hurt!

I leaned forward. "Sabrina, my siblings are bullying me," I said jokingly.

Sabrina raised her doll and made it perform a chopping action at Yolanda. "Be nice to your brother," said Sabrina.

Ralts giggled at this and Sabrina repeated the action to Cindy and Salvadore who looked amused but unsure why he was being bunched up with my sisters.

Suzie charged back in with a dollhouse and several other dolls and dresses to play just in time for Lance to step out for his press conference.

I stared. Not since the battle against Moltres had I seen him look so unkempt. His eyes had small bags under them and he had tousled hair that wasn't in his usual casually controlled fashion. His cape hung off him instead of flapping around as he marched to the front of the room.

"Good morning everyone, I'm thankful that you were all able to make it and I apologise for the need to call this press conference," he said.

President Kruger, Chief Commander Ranger, Police commissioners of both Johto and Kanto, and the rest of the Elite Four filed in behind him.

The appearance of so many highly-ranked officials caused a round of murmurs to break out. The press had to know that something big was going on, but to see it like this merely underlined how important. The atmosphere became much more tense.

Ralts took Suzie by the hand and led her into the next room. I shot Sabrina a nod, that had been smooth.

I raised an eyebrow that Lorelei and Agatha both had pride of place behind him while Bruno and Koga stood on either end. It cast a serious message that the might of the entire pokemon League, both administrative, police, and military might was on display.

With all of them behind him, Lance cleared his throat.

"Last weekend was a momentous occasion for Indigo with the first public Mega-evolution to date in a pokemon fight. Gym Leader Sabrina's match against Ace trainer Will was an event many in our fair nation tuned in to watch in some manner. Many people called it the match that captured the nation. It was an amazing demonstration of skill and prowess. Sadly it was not the only incident that occurred in Saffron that evening. As everyone is aware Silph Co. the premier supplier of many of the goods that support our nation and that of other nations was attacked by Team Rocket.

"In response to this, I announced the formation of the G-men and designated Team Rocket as terrorists instead of merely criminals. Since then, the League and many others have been extremely busy."

Lance swept his gaze about the room. "I would like to take this moment to thank the Rangers, the administrative teams in the League, the Gym Leaders, the police, and many, many trainers who have acted in support over the last week. The day after the Saffron situation, as the public is calling it, the League mobilised on a scale unseen in the Indigo League's history as a nation."

Lance allowed himself a smile. "I can announce that the results of this mobilisation were an unparalleled success. Thanks to the formation of the new international organisation, the G-men were able to co-ordinate, raid and capture many Team Rocket sites. For the past week, we have been processing these sites."

"Why hasn't this been announced before today?" shouted one reporter, unable to hold themselves back.

Lance shot a hand up. "Please, wait until the end of my speech, but to assuage any concerns, the League has been processing Team Rocket and any known affiliates at this time to make sure that no traps or damage can be caused. You will understand what I mean when I discuss Team Rocket's proliferation throughout our League."

Around me, my siblings were spellbound. Lance wasn't displaying any special charisma or using any oratory tricks to draw people in. If anything he was merely monologuing.

Despite that, or perhaps because of the dry method of delivery, the importance of the information was clearly stated.

Lance turned the page, showing that he had a few sheets of paper to get through. "The following sites were uncovered.

"Three sites in Goldenrod, one outside Mahogany Town, one in Blackthorn City, another in Mt Moon's cave systems, along with others in Gringey and Dark city. All of these were minor sites that were raided."

Lance looked around the room. "In the process of capturing these facilities and the staff that housed them, more information came to light. Like a garbageman picking up trash only to find a Muk underneath I am sorry to say that the situation was more than I originally anticipated."

"In the pursuit of justice, we discovered that multiple, pokemon trainers that are held to the highest of regard were secretly Team Rocket Members."

You could hear a pin drop in the room as everyone leaned forward, ears and microphones poised to pick up what was said next.

"A number of Rangers were discovered to be Rocket plants and they have since been captured and protocols with the Rangers tightened." Behind Lance, the Chief Commander Ranger nodded firmly.

"Several police officers, along with League officials were likewise detained, and sadly a few notable Gym Leaders have been also arrested."

Instantly the entire room of reporters were on their feet.

"Which Gym Leaders?" "What assurances do we have that this isn't just a League ploy to snatch more power for itself?" "Was it Giovanni? Why hasn't he made any appearances at his usual charity events?"

Lance glared at the room at large and when he spoke his voice came like a whip cracking out over everyone's heads. "Sit. Down."

Most people sat while a few defiant reporters held their ground. I had to give them props for weathering Lance's displeasure.

He glowered at them for a long moment. "If you disrupt me again, I will have you expelled from this conference. This is not how I'm going to allow this to be run. So," he gestured to the chairs, sit down and allow me to enlighten you," he said calmly.

The holdouts sat on the edge of their seats.

Lance worked his jaw and seemed to consider the door as though still weighing up whether it was worth the annoyance of having them expelled now. Lorelei stepped up and put a hand on his shoulder. "I understand that this is a provoking topic as all of us have pride in where we have come from. The discovery that multiple Gyms have been supporting a terrorist organisation however is not one that we have taken lightly."

She gave Lance's shoulder another squeeze before stepping back. Lance glanced at where her hand had been for a moment before shaking his head. "Lorelei is correct, passions will run hot over this… I am sorry to say that this took many of us by surprise." Lance adjusted his sheets.

"In order of importance, Grey from Neon City and Haley, the Gym Leader of Florando Town, both are minor Gyms but still part of the circuit. Both of these Gyms have been closed due to how heavily Team Rocket were a part of their structure."

A few people relaxed in their seats, glad that it was only minor Gyms. Lance sighed loudly. "Of the major Gyms… four had been discovered. These were, Olivine City's Gym, Cinnabar, Viridian, and finally Goldenrod."

A chorus of exclamations rang through the room with one man even collapsing out of his seat before sitting up quickly and indicating he was fine.

I watched the shock play out as they learnt that six Gym leaders were involved with Team Rocket. I tilted my head. "He hasn't mentioned Surge at all," I said.

Sabrina nodded. "I think he might have something else planned for that. Surge was a different case. Lance may have something planned." She then pursed her lips. "Also… You shouldn't underestimate Surge."

I frowned.

Surge wasn't being listed amoung the criminals.

It stood out markedly to me, and for anyone in the know, it would also be a notable omission.

What was going on? What games were being played at the League?



Early this morning

Lance felt very pleased with himself. He had done weeks of work in the past few days and surely had done enough to solidify the League for years to come. Now he was ready to have a short nap before the press conference played out later.

Just a small nap. He stood to make for the couch that had so recently become his bed. He lay down and reached for the blanket he had stored underneath it only for the door to ping.

Lance glowered at the door. One day he would learn to perform a 'Dragons breathe' to ward off people like this. For now, he had to tap his transceiver and give a terse, "What?" to his receptionist.

"Sir, Howard from accounting has found something that you'll want to know."

Lance rubbed his jawline and felt all the stubble there. He'd need to shave before the press conference he noted in the back of his mind. Send him in," Lance said eventually.

The door swished open a moment later and Howard from accounting strode in. "I shall be quick as I know your time is precious, Champion. I was looking through recent documents from each Gym and I happened upon an acquisition claim from four weeks ago!"

Howard handed over a form and Lance stared at it as his mind slowly recognised number. Numbers in front of zeroes along with a rather passionate description of a tank.

Lance pinched the bridge of his nose. "How long have we known that Surge has a stockpile of weapons and a tank?"

"For four weeks sir, he claimed them through legal methods as the Gym Leader so there was no need to raise concerns, he was in fact acting to deny them from a civilian. In another circumstance, he'd be lauded for his actions."

Lance groaned. "Where are they?"

Howard coughed delicately.

Lance growled at the ceiling before toggling his transceiver once again.

"Frank here," came the gruff response along with the picture of a man in prison guard fatigues.

"It's Lance Frank," said the aggrieved Champion. He rattled off his authorization codes before gritting his teeth. "I want you to give Surge your transceiver and hang about for the conversation I'm about to have."

Frank blinked but did as asked after a moment. Surge appeared on the screen and looked far too smug. "Howdy there Champ!" said the giant blond man in prison fatigues.

Lance shot him a look that he hoped would one day be enough to stop a man cold.

Surge merely leered, his grin growing as Lance showed his frustration.

"Come to bargain? Have we?" said the former Vermilion Gym Leader.

Lance wanted to curse but held off. "I want your entire stockpile of weapons and its location."

Surge just cackled. "Ha! And those sissies think you can't negotiate with guns! I told them it's the only way to negotiate!" Surge threw back his head and laughed.

Lance just sighed as he felt a throbbing in his forehead.



I shook my head as Lance revealed that Giovanni, Hannah and Samwise had all been captured while Blaine was at large and considered extremely dangerous.

I could just see the reporters dying to ask questions but the threat of expulsion from the room kept them quiet.

"At this point, Goldenrod will continue to operate but we have secured a temporary Gym Leader in the form of an excellent trainer that has been teaching. Norman's credentials are second to none when it comes to normal-type pokemon and he will serve until another can be found. Olivine likewise has—"

"Norman is a Hoenn Gym trainer!" shrieked one reporter who had their transceiver out.

Lance snapped his fingers and a pair of Machamp materialised from Bruno to escort the reporter out. "The people have a right to know these facts Champion! Draconic rule will never be accepted!" the man screeched.

Lance rubbed his forehead in annoyance and muttered. "Draconic rule would be so much simpler than this," he said only to jolt as Lorelei and Agatha both chuffed in amusement, causing him to remember where he was. He glanced down at the microphone that had caught everything he'd said and he sighed.

"I apologise for that statement, it was in poor taste, I can only claim fatigue," he said. He wet his lips. "Norman is a Hoenn trainer who has been staying in Indigo for a number of years but he is well regarded. He is at the moment a custodian and he understands this. With the current demands that the Gym Circuit is under we need as many Gym Leaders as possible. This was something that Team Rocket had no doubt thought allowed them greater impunity but it will not be the case. While Neon City, Cinnabar Island, and Viridian City will not be operational, other Gyms will remain open."

Lance shifted another paper. "I would like to mention once again, my thanks to everyone who has been and will continue to be involved in this development. The League may feel weaker due to this chunk that we have had to exercise, but I can only state that sadly this part of ourselves was rotten and it needed to be dealt with before it weakened us further. Instead of things becoming worse I can in fact state that a number of financial stimulus and relief packages will be making their way out thanks to the funds from theft, graft and other illegal incomes that Team Rocket has generated. This will be turned over to the people and companies. Those that have had pokemon stolen from them in the past may now begin calling the League as we have a dedicated staff of hundreds waiting to help reunite stolen pokemon!"

This seemed to be the biggest win for him as he smiled without reserve and seemed lighter.

Lance looked down at the papers and his hand twitched as a frown shot across his face for half a second. Then he looked up and gave a practised smile. "I'll end the press conference with my thanks once again but especially to the Gym Leaders, Rangers, Police, and also my own Elite four that have strived to be examples. Lorelei, Agatha, Bruno, and Koga were crucial in taking down key targets."

Lance bowed his head. "Sadly not everyone who took part in the Team Rocket crackdown was able to make it out safely, and to those I can only bid a speedy recovery or express my condolences to those who lost loved ones. Of note, Lt Surge of Vermillion will be stepping down due to injuries sustained. He will be staying in a specialised facility for the care period and will therefore be unable to see the continued success of his Gym. But his daughter, Visquez, however, will be looking after the Gym in his place."

Lance stared right into the camera. "We wish him a speedy recovery," he said. Lance swallowed tightly, no doubt forcing down some emotion he didn't want to show.

Lance sighed, braced himself, and then made a gesture indicating he would now take questions.

The room exploded as reporters began to scream over the top of each other.

"What financial stimulus will be directed to Goldenrod?" "What's going to happen to the criminals you captured?" "Did you get all of them?" "How could the League allow things to become this bad?" "Are you going to resign as Champion?" "What is going to happen for the trainers that are currently attempting to gain badges for the end-year tournament?" "Three of twelve Gym Leaders for Kanto and another three from Johto?"

Lance took a moment to drink some water before calming things down.

I tilted my head. "Surge made a deal?"

Sabrina nodded her head. "Surge made a deal."

"Huh, politics," I said to myself. I could tell Lance didn't look pleased by doing this but I think I could understand it. Surge must have had something.

I waved a hand towards Lance who was calmly dealing with the reporters that had been, for all intents and purposes, let off the chain. "Well, he's said a lot without giving away too much."

Sabrina nodded again. "He has also kept things vague. I noted that he never once mentioned that Giovanni had been the Leader of Team Rocket."

I nodded along only to frown. "Ah, kids, don't mention what I told you to anyone, yeah?" I said sternly. "It's not something to be shared around."

Yolanda, Salvadore and Cindy all nodded seriously. I relaxed. "Well, there's probably enough people that know that it has spread about but if Lance is giving out an official press conference he might muddy the water." I leaned onto my side, watching the event play out.

The door opened and I looked up to find Rachel walking in, her eyes glued to her transceiver as she wandered in and sat on top of Cindy. When her seat squawked and bucked the rainbow-haired woman shot back up. "Oh! Shoot! Sorry Cindy I was just too caught up in this!"

I shot Rachel a look. "I read you into most of this earlier this week though?"

Rachel snorted. "Yeah, and your discussion was way more unvarnished." She shook her head. Seriously! I can't tell everything you told me to the public! It'd cause an incident with the League! I've been waiting for them to talk first for this very reason! So now I'm going to have to adjust your talking points for next week," she said.

When I merely blinked, unsure what she was talking about she sighed. "You're not doing a press conference yourself, it's just a press release, but Brock… you're going to be in the public eye. People know you and Lance are close and that you're strong. If Surge is being listed as injured and even Kong is earning himself some praise?"

Rachel waved a hand towards Sabrina and me. "You two? Indigo's power couple not being included? Ha!" she said.

"Yeah it's pretty obvious that we were involved isn't it?" I said with a laugh, sharing a smile with Sabrina.

"Yup!" Rachel nodded. She then straightened up and pulled out some notes. "So! With that in mind we're going to play twenty questions hard style!" she said gleefully.

Suzie chose that moment to come back in with Ralts holding her hand. "We're playing a game?"

Rachel opened her mouth to say no only for a gleam to enter her eyes. "Yes, we're playing a game! Kids! How would you like to be journalists for the afternoon?"

The kids shot up. "I want to be a fashion reporter!" said Cindy. "Can I ask the science questions?" asked Salvadore. "I shall ask about his romance," said Sabrina.

I shot her a bemused look. "What? Why? You're dating me!" I said.

Sabrina merely waved a hand and the cushions that the kids were sitting on rose and arranged themselves into a mock press conference setting. Suzie ran off and dragged back some cardboard and within five minutes the room had changed.

Teddys appeared with fake boom mics and headsets.

Salvadore had found a pair of empty frames to make himself look smarter. Cindy had primped herself up with some toy jewellery. Ralts had her own giant notepad and was scowling fiercely at me. Sabrina looked far too poised for this to be a game.

Rachel was sitting on the couch looking like a host. She looked extremely pleased with herself for coming up with this entire affair.

I was sitting in the middle with a toy mic in front of me.

Rachel grinned. "Let's take some questions, shall we?" she pointed straight at Sabrina.

Sabrina, with pen poised, locked her gaze with mine. "What do you find most attractive about Sabrina?"

The others oohed and swivelled their heads to me. I huffed. I couldn't work out whether I liked or hated this game. I blushed, "She's got many attractive points about her beyond the obvious. Her mind and her body are amazing but pale in comparison to the depths of her heart, she's an extremely kind individual and I'm fortunate to have her in my life."

"Oh! Good response!" said Rachel offering up a ten placard as though this was a Contest.

Sabrina gained a pleased look with a faint blush that made me want to kiss her.

I found I liked this game a bit more now.

I could win brownie points!

Cindy coughed. "Why are you still wearing last season's style?" she said firmly. I blinked, having not expected such a question from her. Was she trying to be a hard-hitting fashion reporter?

"I liked the look and it suited my complexion," I said easily.

Salvadore adjusted his glasses in what he must have assumed was a nerdy manner. "What factors contribute to the evolution paradox that the environment dictates how certain pokemon evolve?"

Rachel blinked. "I didn't give you that question?" she said.

Salvaodre preened. "I added to the questions," he said.

I chuckled. Of course, he added to them.

Cindy perked up and started scribbling as she realised she could ask her own questions.

I started to rattle off my response and found I actually could weigh in a fair amount about how environmental differences changed how pokemon evolved. Sabrina looked very amused. When it was Suzie's turn she stared hard at the card she'd been given.

Sabrina's eyes glowed as she supplied Suzie with what was written on there. "When is your favourite time of the year?" said Suzie robotically.

I opened my mouth only for the front door to open and for the rest of my family to enter. They took in the room and Tommy tilted his head. "Are you guys playing a game?"

Rachel's grin grew and I chuckled.

Somehow I had a feeling that 'Interview' would become a popular game for my family.

In a way, it was useful practice and it would give me some warm-up for the next few days when I would very much be in the public eye.

Hopefully, people's attention would shift to the actual tournament I was taking part in, but then again Lance's reveal was going to be the biggest reveal of the year.

I considered that thought and added an 'I hope' to the end.

When Rachel was done she was very pleased with herself. She closed up her folder and shot me a thumbs-up. "Well, I'll send out the press statement we worked out but yeah expect people to be hounding you come Monday." She waved to my family. "You all have a good evening and enjoy the Battlecast match that's on tonight!" she said as she walked out the door.

I frowned. "Who's fighting tonight?"

Tommy and Salvadore excitedly shot to their feet. "Steven Stone and Drake!" they shouted excitedly.

I blinked. "Huh, I'd forgotten about him."



A.N. Thanks go to all my patreons for your continued support!

Thanks go to Twmmy for betaing this chapter
 
It's almost a shame the Drake match is next it would have been really funny if it had come out Brock had managed Mega evolution far faster than expected so that diva would have to settle for being 3rd with the added amusement of him being the one who gave Brock those stones expecting to debut it long before he worked it out. Then again it may just work out that it becomes obvious he's using it just to be dramatic since Steel does resist Dragon and Drake has similar issues as Lance with Altaria and Salamance being Flying too which Steel also resists. Though he won't have it as bad since Steven isn't pure Steel, doesn't have his fossils and unlike Lance Drake runs double Flygon.
 
It's almost a shame the Drake match is next it would have been really funny if it had come out Brock had managed Mega evolution far faster than expected so that diva would have to settle for being 3rd
If it helps, when Brock does show off his Mega Steelix it will unintentionally cement Kanto as the real powerhouse of Mega forms.

A multi-billionaire champion doing it? Yes yes very nice. People will say they're very impressed at how much he probably paid for those stones.

But two gym leaders? Homegrown heroes and proven protectors of Pokémon? That will be far more impressive and memorable because they obviously wouldn't have Steven's resources, so it comes off that Kanto has not only the trainers strong enough of character to control it, but prove it isn't a one-off lucky draw by simply having more evidence.

Unless Drake has a very shiny stone up his sleeve Kanto is still the defacto Mega authority.
 
Bah, I can already see this Stone as Champion causing a lot of problems, a big chunk of it giving a lot of contracts and deals to his company.
 
Wonder why the league is so desperate to get those weapons.
They're barely punishing Surge (an excuse of medical treatment isn't going to cover a very long prison sentence after all) and passing him off as some hero injured in the line of duty rather than a traitor.
 
Wonder why the league is so desperate to get those weapons.
Because from the sounds of things "those weapons" are a rather large stockpile of military grade hardware which is likely enough to arm a pretty good amount of people and could cause a LOT of trouble should it fall into the wrong hands. Getting them into government hands is likely more than worth showing Surge some leniency in the form of not tarnishing his name. As for how long they can use the Medical excuse for, it depends on how well Surge co-operates but quite frankly I think that his daughter is now going to be the permanent Gym leader from now on and Surge is (at best) going to be an advisor, all "officially" due to medical reasons.
 
I'm mostly curious what Surge's personal cache (as well as the 'no to Draconic rule' reporter) implies about how unhappy the Kanto-Johto marriage really is. Surge sounds like he was mostly fighting Johto, even if he fought a lot of other people too. Who did he expect to need to use the weapons on? Was the reporter a Johto citizen who resents Blackthorn's inevitable predominance or a Kanto citizen who lost someone to the Dragon attacks during the war?

The Kanto Guardians maintain a secret society including many of it's most important figures inside the league isn't a good sign for the legitimacy of the united state. The Johto side probably has it's own power blocs ready and waiting for any split if interests divide too badly.
 
Because from the sounds of things "those weapons" are a rather large stockpile of military grade hardware which is likely enough to arm a pretty good amount of people and could cause a LOT of trouble should it fall into the wrong hands. Getting them into government hands is likely more than worth showing Surge some leniency in the form of not tarnishing his name. As for how long they can use the Medical excuse for, it depends on how well Surge co-operates but quite frankly I think that his daughter is now going to be the permanent Gym leader from now on and Surge is (at best) going to be an advisor, all "officially" due to medical reasons.
Yeah, my bet is lifetime house arrest as he gets transferred to a long term care 'hospice"
 
I'm mostly curious what Surge's personal cache (as well as the 'no to Draconic rule' reporter) implies about how unhappy the Kanto-Johto marriage really is. Surge sounds like he was mostly fighting Johto, even if he fought a lot of other people too. Who did he expect to need to use the weapons on? Was the reporter a Johto citizen who resents Blackthorn's inevitable predominance or a Kanto citizen who lost someone to the Dragon attacks during the war?

The Kanto Guardians maintain a secret society including many of it's most important figures inside the league isn't a good sign for the legitimacy of the united state. The Johto side probably has it's own power blocs ready and waiting for any split if interests divide too badly.
I doubt he actually intended to use the weapons on anyone. My main suspicion is that they were basically an insurance policy if things had went wrong for him personally or if another war had broken out. As for the reporter that was more likely someone who felt that Lance was being overly strict than someone with a genuine grudge. Finally on the subject of Kanto/Johto relations, it's kinda like WW2 in our reality where for the first 20-30 years there was still a fair amount of lingering tension but as time passed, memories faded and more of the veterans passed on those same tensions faded. Kanto and Johto are still in the raw, bleeding stage of things where there are a lot of veterans who still don't really trust the other side. Give it another 20 years and as long as no-one does anything incredibly stupid they should be good. One major thing that's making the tensions live longer though is that Kanto and Johto are based on Japanese culture with a similar bias against seeking professional psychiatric help for things like PTSD. Apart from that, the secret society thing is fairly likely to come to nothing as long as there isn't another war.
 
Chapter 178 - Steven Stone v Drake
The sound of growling and gnashing teeth made me stop what I was doing.

"Gible!" growled Gible.

"Munch!" said Munchlax.

I gaped openly, watching as Munchlax, who was trying to carry a platter of food, had to dance around a leaping Gible. The little baby pokemon's jaws snapped menacingly each time it missed the platter.

After the fifth attempt, he landed rather heavily before he paused. He gave a whine of annoyance for a few seconds with his little limbs pumping up and down. Munchlax didn't spare him any sympathy, causing the baby shark pokemon to suck up his tears and take up the hunt once more.

Munchlax was doing a rather respectable job all told.

It was just a shake that at some point in transporting the platter out to the table, Zubat had obviously found him. She'd landed and taken to gorging herself while Munchlax and Gible unknowingly fought over nothing.

I stepped up and glowered. "What do you think you're doing?" I said sternly.

Munchlax stiffened in surprise, obviously thinking my words were for him. Gible, unaware of what my tone meant, made another leap for the food only for me to snatch him out of the air.

"Gib? Gible!" he said, his small stumpy hands and legs pumping in the air as he reached for the platter. He paused when he spotted a rather plump-looking Zubat looking up at me.

"Zuuuuu?" said the little bat pokemon.

Munchlax dropped the platter and Zubat shrieked in surprise only for Munchlax to loom over her.

"Munch! Munchlax Lax!" he said he then waved a hand about and started to gesture at me and my family, all of us setting up the outdoor area to observe the coming match between Steven Stone and Elite Four Member Drake.

A few of my siblings walked over and crossed their arms. Suzie nodded along as Munchlax continued to rant about… something to do with hard work and stealing people's effort?

Zubat seemed to be shrinking into herself and had gained a chastised expression while Gible tilted his head in confusion. "Gib?" he asked.

Munchlax paused and glanced back at Gible in surprise but Suzie took over. "It's because you're a baby pokemon! You're just playing and hungry! Zubat should know better!"

I coughed. "Actually, I don't think she should. She's only been caught for a week and we haven't had the chance to talk about not stealing food. She typically wouldn't have the chance with the other pokemon she eats with. This is something she's never had an experience with."

I put Gible on the ground and turned him so that he was standing next to Zubat. I opened my mouth to give them a lesson about this only for Suzie to step in front of me.

"Listen, little pokemon! Stealing is bad because it takes away from the people who put a lot of hard work in! Food like this, usually gets shared around anyway and that makes for a better taste and a better expedience!"

I coughed. "Experience," I said out the side of my mouth, correcting Suzie.

"Yeah! That!" Suzie said pointing at me. She nodded again and flared her nostrils. "So, you're taking everyone's food, and a nice moment together…" she frowned and turned to me.

I took over the conversation knowing Suzie didn't know what else to say. "And it makes people angry with you, so instead of sharing something positive, you end up ostracised. It's better to help out. If you're hungry, you just ask for food, you're not a wild pokemon anymore."

I crouched down. "So, Gible, while Munchlax was willing to play with you, you didn't need to be doing it over the food everyone was going to share." Gible nodded slowly, his mind working overtime as he worked to lock this into his view of the world.

I turned to Zubat who was trying to look small but with her swollen belly couldn't achieve it. "Zubat, you went out of your way to sneak the food out from Munchlax which I'm sorry to say, is worse."

"Zuuuuuu!" wailed the little bat.

I nodded. "I know, you didn't know and part of that is my fault. Sometimes it can be something that is picked up through social cues, but it sometimes also needs to be stated instead of just assumed. So, I'm not mad or worried, you know about this now, so you won't do it again right?"

Zubat nodded only to tilt her head only to quickly shake her head as she understood what I was actually asking. I smiled and patted her on the head. "Alright, so just apologise to Munchlax for stealing the food he was bringing and we'll get this sorted out."

"Zuuuuuuuuu!" said Zubat, her head bowed and her ears flopping down.

Munchlax rubbed her head and gave her a thumbs up. "Munch!" he said.

Suzie raised her hands. "Hooray! We're all friends again!" Suzie turned on the spot only to spin around. "What did she eat?" she asked.

I looked at the crumbs. "It looks like someone's cookies," I said.

Suzie giggled. "Hahaha Yolanda! Zubat ate your food!" she said dashing up to tattle to Yolanda.

I shook my head. When had she started copying Cindy on trying to bait a response from her sister? Yolanda, wise to this, merely glanced over to Zubat. She saw I was there and nodded. "Oh, that happens, no problem I'll just have popcorn," she said before returning back to setting out the chairs.

Zubat wobbly flew over and landed on Yolanda's shoulder to apologise and I decided to leave that there. Munchlax headed back instead to get another tray of food while Gible rubbed his chin. "Giiiiible," he said slowly.

"You okay little man?" I asked. Gible nodded slowly, sitting down to watch as my siblings and I continued to set up.

Zubat I picked up so she could watch as everyone went about their tasks. "When you're feeling up for it, how about you fly up and tell Titan, Bertha and the others that the match is about to start?" I asked her when she started to fidget.

"Zu!" she said, happy to be given a task.

When we were done Gible was still standing off to the side, watching and stroking his chin. I picked him up and deposited him in my lap only to perk up as Rocko led Samuel around. Samuel instantly dragged a seat closer to me to inspect the pokemon in my hands.

"Oh my! This is a marvellous-looking pokemon! Wherever did you find him?" he said.

"I rescued him from Team Rocket recently," I said.

"Really?" Samuel said producing a pokedex that he pointed towards Gible.

"Gible?" said the little shark pokemon.

Samuel Oak's pokedex was a much thicker design than the standard forms. It also seemed to have a larger camera and screen on it. Samuel happily took some pictures only to frown. "Interesting, I'm picking up Ground and Dragon typing in this little one?"

"Is that so?" I said nonchalantly.

Samuel shot me a look. "You know something?" he said.

I nodded. "I've been looking into other regions and our clashes with them historically. I found a reference about a Dragon pokemon that was considered very strong when fully trained from a place called Sinnoh."

Samuel blinked. "I can recall something to that effect… but it's been years… and I was so young even when the continents started to shift. So many people lost contact with each other…" He sighed and shook his head. "I never encountered something like that but I will do some reviews and see what I can find." He stood and released an Alakazam, surprising me.

"You don't have to—" I started to say only for them to vanish. "—do that now," I finished lamely.

Rocko wandered back over with a pair of plates. "Huh? He's gone already?" When I just waved a hand at the empty air Rocko shrugged. "Eh, more grub for me. Anyone want some?" he offered, causing Gible to leap forward and jostle with Munchlax for the spare plate.

The pair of them ended up dividing it between them. Munchlax tried to use the spoon only for Gible to eat it along with the food the first time it was offered. Munchlax retracted a mangled spoon after Gible was done with it.

I snorted and turned back to watch the warm-up match that was being broadcast. Wallace was battling Watson and surprising a lot of people, as he was winning with his water-typed pokemon.

Tommy bounced in his seat and looked around. "So when's Lieutenant Surge coming around?"

Flint and I locked eyes, knowing, without saying a word aloud, that if we told Tommy Surge had been arrested and wasn't coming, it would break his heart. The both of us stared at each other and a plan formed in our minds.

"He went on vacation!" "He's decided to go on sabbatical!" I said over the top of Flint. Flint and I shared another look, both of us telling the other to get our acts together.

Tommy tilted his head. "Is Sabbatical a place?"

I coughed, signalling that I'd go first. "It's a sort of break from work, so a vacation for a long time! Surge has been working really hard for a number of years and he's decided to take a break."

"Oh…" said Tommy as he processed this.

Salvadore, Cindy and Yolanda shot us knowing looks. I scratched the back of my head. Damn spoink-speak and kids knowing it.

Tommy perked up, causing panic to return to Flint and I as Tommy grinned. "Can I call him to come around if he's not doing anything?"

"No!" Flint and I said together. We returned to shooting each other frantic looks.

This time Flint coughed first. "He's not in the region and we won't be able to send him any messages… I think he might be gone for a while!"

I nodded. "Yeah, he let his daughter take over the Gym for him!" I said, firming up the hole that Flint and I were digging. This instantly had the other girls perking up with interest.

"Daughter?" said Cindy.

Tommy groaned. "Nooooooo! Not another Girl Gym Leader! There are too many already! Make the Cerulean sisters stop counting! There should only be one Gym Leader for Cerulean!" he said plaintively.

I snorted. If things went the way I was expecting, there'd be two more by the next circuit. Thanks to the Guardians' discussions I was kept abreast of some of the back-door conversations occurring in the League.

Apparently, a prominent family with some Ace trainers in their number were looking into Goldenrod. The most prominent trainer in their family? A girl called Whitney.

Whereas the Ranger who was holding down Olivine City had suggested his own granddaughter.

I'd been rather amazed to learn that Ranger Myron was Jasmine's grandfather. With Visquez, the ratio of male Gym Leaders to females was dropping.

"Don't let it bother you," I said. "This new girl is supposed to have a lot of spunk."

The girls shot me a confused look. "Spunk?" said Cindy. "What even is that?"

"It's… you know? Spunk? Courage or determination?"

"Hmmm sounds like something an old person would say," Cindy said unknowingly, scoring a critical hit to my pride.

Flint chuckled into his fist. "I'd call her plucky!" he said, deciding to toss his hat into the ring of popular opinion.

"Soooo much older!" said Tommy. "And lame!"

Flint doubled over and clutched at his heart. I smirked and took a handful of popcorn, enjoying the change in targets. Heh, that's show him.

A flash of light heralded Sabrina but this time she came with Janine. Both girls' appearances had the children shooting to their feet.

"Sabrina!" called the girls, leaping up to present themselves to her. She deftly hugged and stroked heads causing a wave of giggles to break out. Yolanda walked up and presented Terra to Ralts.

"Tar!" said the excitable Larvitar in greeting.

"Ralts!" chirped Ralts back with an air of smugness. A glow formed around Ralts and a number of rocks rose into the air. I whistled. Ralts was getting stronger.

"Janine!" called the boys as they too closed in on a new arrival. Then they tried to tackle her. Janine blurred around them and appeared next to me in a cool pose. "Naive!" she announced to the pile of boys.

This just made her seem cooler to them. Gible squawked in surprise at having her so close so quickly and flapped his stubby arms.

Janine shot me a wink only to frown. "Is this the pokemon that you were given by Lance for assisting in the raid?" she asked.

I nodded a pleased feeling swelling through me as I stroked Gible's fin, making him croon in delight. "Yup, Lance, the Dragon master gave me this Gible."

Janine tilted her head, her eyes narrowing as she took a moment to assess Gible. "Gible… he is not a Rock pokemon is he?"

"He's ground," I said leadingly.

Janine blinked and stared harder at Gible's features. "He's dragon-type?" she said in surprise.

I nodded feeling like the Meowth that had just revealed how he'd cornered the cream market from his competitors. "He is indeed, and if the reading I'm doing on historical pokemon like Gible is correct, then he's going to be very strong."

My pokemon lumbered around the corner at that moment, and Zubat who had been darting back and forth trying to hurry them up broke away to zip over to me. "Zubat!" she cried, brandishing a wing towards my Elite team.

I shot the team a wave and indicated their treats which had been laid out already with Sanchez standing guard over them.

Sabrina slid into the spot next to me. "Lance is going to be very angry when he realises his mistake," she said.

Janine hummed, her eyes turning to look at the shiny Zubat on my shoulder. "He might feel slighted. He might also not assist you with any insight into Dragon pokemon."

I grimaced. "Yeah he might do that. But well, I wasn't going to say no to the little guy," I countered, holding up Gible so his large eyes locked with Janine's "Could you?"

Gible wiggled and gnashed his teeth, rather ruining the image of cuteness I'd been trying to get him to convey.

Janine leaned around Gible to pat Zubat on the head. Gible whined at this causing Janine to laugh and sit down. "You had best read up on them, they can be a tricky breed of pokemon and it will take a long time to get them to their full potential."

I hummed and nodded. "Yeah, I've experienced that before," I said, waving a hand towards Titan.

Janine flicked her eyes at my starter. "You think he might match Titan one day?"

"He has the potential," I said.

Janine frowned. "All the better if you find a way to soothe Lance's ego or find an in with another trainer as skilled with Dragon-type pokemon. Clair will follow Lance's lead." Janine shot me a look. "So unless you become friends with Drake you will have limited options."

I bobbed my head back and forth. "Or I could ask Oak about how he raised his Dragonite?" I suggested.

Janine blinked. "Ah, I had forgotten," she said with a frown. "It is rather easy to overlook Professor Oak sometimes, despite knowing how strong he is." She nodded. "That is a good idea," she said.

I settled back. "I'll probably still need to soothe Lance somewhat. Maybe when this guy is mature enough I can pair him up with a ditto, or find another of his species to breed."

Sabrina tapped my arm. "If they are as powerful as you have suggested they might face a few restrictions. Indigo doesn't like sending out any of the Tyranitar or Dragonite lines of pokemon unless they know they will not be bred."

I merely nodded. Sabrina and Janine then had to deal with attention from my siblings allowing me to sit back and wonder at how I would soothe Lance's injured pride when he learnt I'd snuck a dragon-typed pokemon out from under him.

The only solution I had was another dragon-type pokemon but I wasn't sure where to find one of those unless I went hunting for the Eon duo, or… well Rayquaza.

Which, yeah hard pass.

I toyed with the idea of funding a few more dig sites for Crowley. Surely we'd have to find a Tyrantrum or Tyrunt eventually.

The match between Watson and Wallace ended with Wallace winning with a clutch use of Marvel Scale from his Milotic to help it boost itself and endure beyond what it should have. It then finished Manectric with a powerful Iron Tail that ripped up a huge chunk of earth as it hammered the electric type.

I applauded the showing and had to give it to Wallace, he had a lot of style with his pokemon. I could easily see why he would have the skills to step up, should Steven stop being the Champion of Hoenn.

Now it was time to see if there might be a better heir to the title however as the announcers went nuts hyping up Steven and Drake.

"Drake is a solid pokemon battler!" Janine gushed. "My father respects him greatly and said he has always had a marvellous mind for tactics and strategy!"

I rubbed Gible's fin. "He'll be good to watch Gible, as he uses a lot of Dragon-type pokemon so pay attention alright?"

Gible stopped eating from the bowl of popcorn I had in my lap long enough to nod before returning to devouring the food. I huffed and poked him. "You're going to make yourself sick if you keep going," I said, taking the bowl away from him.

"Giii…." he croaked, sadly only for Janine to offer him her bowl. I shot her a surprised look which she ignored. Apparently, she had been taken in by his earlier cute looks but was just putting up a mask.

Which sounded like her to a T.

"In this corner! Representing the people of Petalburg! The Dragon tamer and master of the skies! Drake!"

A wizened old man with a fierce-looking moustache strode out to a chorus of cheers and shouts.

He waved good-naturedly and his greatcoat billowed as he moved.

"And in this corner! We have the most dapper gentleman! The most eligible bachelor in the world, aaaaaaaaaaaaand your Champion! Steven Stone!" shouted the caster.

Steven strode out waving and smiling as the crowd roared in greeting. I thought for a moment that I saw some people throwing rude gestures but they vanished in the throngs of happily cheering people as the cameras panned around to the two competitors as they locked gazes.

I felt the tension in the air and I leaned forward, pushing Gible into the best position possible to watch. "Serious time now," I murmured, which made him pay attention and stop squirming to watch.

A referee went through the usual details of the match before raising his flags. "Trainers! Are you ready?"

"Ready!" barked Drake with a sweep of his hand, a pokeball already in it.

Steven tamely unclipped his own pokeball, causing a chorus of surprise as he took the premier ball off his necklace, signalling his intent to send his starter out first. On his finger, a jewel glinted.

The caster gasped. "Is this a sign? Is Steven Stone going to—" Before anything else could be said the referee dropped their flags.

"Release!" shouted the referee.

Drake hurled out his pokemon revealing a Ninjask of all pokemon taking me by surprise. Janine next to me pumped her fist. "I knew it! I knew he had a pokemon like that!" she said happily.

I was too distracted by Steven's Metagross taking to the field to give her comment much attention though.

Instead of the normal cobalt blue of a Metagross, a pale white metallic body glinted under the lights, making the dark sclera and red eyes only stand out more. I'd forgotten Steven had a shiny Metagross, but that didn't hold my attention for long.

The steel-psychic pokemon glinted under the lights of the arena and the gleam of intelligence was unmistakable in its eyes.

I shot Sabrina a glance and she merely nodded, agreeing with me silently.

This was a powerful pokemon.

Steven raised his hand. "I might be a little late to the party, but I think I should announce myself now, during the day of our founding I pay tribute with my own revelation. Metagross!" Steven reached out to Metagross and a bright line began to glow from the stone on his ring and a stone that was wrapped around one of Metagross' arms.

"MEGA-EVOLVE!" he shouted and the light erupted into an orb of rainbow power.

"Steven Stone is a magical girl?" shouted Suzie, throwing her hands up in shock. "Is he part of your team?" she said looking at Sabrina.

Sabrina blinked slowly, taking a long moment to parse what Suzie was talking about. She blinked again and I frowned, surprised that this was taking Sabrina so long.

Sabrina held out a hand to Suzie. "You're thinking rather loudly and… very quickly, I understand this is… important for you, but I can't understand what you're trying to convey."

Suzie blinked, nodded, and then clapped her hands together. "Hrrrr!" she said. Only to then release her hands and inhale. "There, who's that?" she said to Sabrina.

I stared. Had she just copied my anxiety trick to calm down her mind?

"Adorable," said Janine. I agreed with a firm nod. Suzie was pretty adorable.

Meanwhile, Sabrina had started to shake her head. "There is no global group of magical girls that can mega-evolve their pokemon."

Suzie wilted. "Awwwwww," she said.

"Yet," clarified Sabrina, looking away from Suzie.

Janine and I both shot her incredulous looks only for Sabrina to not meet our gazes. Instead, she coughed. "I will have to find some worthy team members for my magical girl team," she said, only then letting her eyes dip towards Janine.

Suzie shot Janine a hopeful look and Janine coughed. "I am working hard!" she said hurriedly.

I tilted my head, wondering who would work best for Janine. "Beedrill… or Gengar?" I said, thoughtful.

Janine snapped around to me, a notepad appearing as she hastily scribbled what I'd said down, "Any others?" she said.

"I didn't say anything!" I said trying, and no doubt failing to deny I'd muttered anything. I really should have kept my mouth shut.

"Look! Drake just hammered Mega-Metagross with a U-turn and is bringing out his… Flygon?" I said, curious at that decision.

The girls stopped observing me and turned their attention towards the screen. The notepad in Janine's hand didn't vanish however and I just knew that she was waiting for another slip-up from me.

"Take control!" shouted Steven. His pokemon began to glow and the fingers on each of Metagross' hands stabbed towards Flygon.

The dragon-type pokemon merely spun on the spot however and dark energy began to erupt from it, causing a cyclone of force. For a moment I had to wonder if Flygon could learn Darkest Lariat only to shake the thought off. Metagross, instead of taking control, was slammed back as the brutal Swing connected.

Drake smirked but didn't offer any reason why his pokemon would have greater speed than a mega-evolved, and probably stronger pokemon. I had to consider the sequence of events. He'd started with Ninjask of all pokemon. Why?

"He used Ninjask because of its trade-out capabilities," I said, my mind replaying how things had occurred.

Drake hadn't been waiting for Steven to take control, he'd used the time that Steven was Megaevolving to speed up his pokemon before then passing the boosts on to the actual fighting pokemon Flygon.

Onscreen, Steven sighed. "You want to play it this way? Very well, Metagross, smart play," he said, sweeping his hands. Metagross opened its arms wide, forming a giant cross before snapping them closed.

From it, Icy Wind poured across the battlefield, leaving Flygon to once more try and advance only to take super effective damage.

Flygon dodged into the ground only for another glow to form around Metagross as it held its place and waited. It did orientate to the left, however.

Drake glared at Steven as the other man smiled winningly.

I could only frown, there was something I was missing here. A moment later Flygon appeared to the left and behind where Metagross was.

Metagross pounced as soon as Flygon burst out of the ground, surprised that it didn't find anything there. Instead, it took yet another devastating hit that saw it out of the running.

I rubbed my chin. What was going on here? Metagross as a levitating pokemon meant Dig was a bad move. Why had Drake made a rather rookie mistake?

Drake sighed, and returned his pokemon. "You.. anticipated me tracking your habits with Dig?" he said.

Steven nodded. "I am aware of how skilled you are as a trainer Drake," Steven said and caused the announcers to go a bit crazy.

"Steven is showing the strongest Elite some major respect here!" shouted one.

"Well worth it! There's mind games taking place here that are on another level!" shouted another.

Drake merely grunted and withdrew another pokeball. "Go! Ninjask! We need you once more!" he shouted.

Ninjask appeared and swiped its pincers about as it buzzed from side to side.

"He's going to buff up his pokemon before sending them against Metagross?" I said.

Sabrina nodded. "It seems that way. With Ninjask being a naturally fast pokemon it is a good option. I do not believe that Steven is willing to let that play out though as it will become hit and run if he does."

In the next instant, Metagross vanished in a blur and reappeared behind Ninjask with its arms sweeping out like a samurai that had just dashed past his foe.

Ninjask crumpled.

I huffed. "I think that answers that," I said.

Drake scowled at his downed pokemon. "Aerial Ace, you had your pokemon practising different moves… You've changed your entire pokemon's movepool for this match, haven't you?" Drake said as he returned his second downed pokemon.

Steven inclined his head. "You are that strong," he said.

"Hmmmm, I see that I need to try my best then," Drake said, plucking his own pokeball off his necklace. He hurled out his next pokemon. "Go Salamence!" he roared.

On the field a powerful dragon pokemon appeared, roaring as it did so. Metagross leaned back as though intimidated only to glower and lean forward.

Steven swept his hand without saying anything and once more Icy Winds shot forward. Salamence snapped its wings and shot upwards only to still take a small fraction of damage.

"It's faster than Salamence?" I said in surprise. I hadn't been expecting Mega-Metagross to outspeed a pokemon known for being fast. Drake's plan of boosting his pokemon suddenly made so much more sense to me.

Had he known about this pokemon's stat boosts and determined he needed something extra to match? In that case, Ninjask being the chosen buff pokemon with its greater speed made a lot of sense. But then Drake had said Steven had anticipated this as well?

How would he know his pokemon were slower? I frowned as a suspicion formed in my mind.

Salamance dove, determined to strafe Metagross' position with a diving Flamethrower only for Metagross to blur once again, this time the Aerial Ace didn't land but it did put Metagross out of danger.

Steven made a grasping gesture and his pokemon once more exerted Psychic on another pokemon. This time Drake didn't seem to have an answer— "Hyper Beam!" snapped Drake.

Steven's eyes widened as Salamance's head locked onto Metagross and unleashed a devastating beam of power that tore up the battlefield. Metagross took the hit face first and for a moment it vanished in the powerful attack.

When the dust settled, however, Metagross was shown, still standing and still locking Salamence in position with Psychic.

Salamence was slammed into the ground where another Icy Wind swept over the dragon pokemon ending the match.

The crowd roared their approval only for the announcer, due to this being an official friendly match to announce a break. The crowd stayed in their seats and Metagross stayed on the field with Steven not walking back to his bunker.

Drake, likewise, didn't move.

"Steven is pushing the evolution out, his pokemon took enough damage and has used a number of moves, it should be becoming too strenuous to hold," Sabrina said thoughtfully.

I watched Steven and nodded. "It looks like you're right." Steven Stone looked flushed and brow was dripping with sweat as he tried to keep the mega-evolution going. It seemed to be taking a bigger and bigger toll however and the break wasn't to his advantage.

Sure enough, before the match could be restarted, Metagross lost its mega-evolution.

Steven wiped his forehead with a towel that was rushed out to him by an aide. He sighed and slumped a little only to shake it off. He quickly straightened himself out and waved to reassure the crowd that he was right to keep fighting.

This earned him a round of applause as people urged him on. Drake merely gave a single, begrudging nod of approval for Steven to keep fighting.

Drake chose his next pokemon. "Go! Swellow!" he said, sending out a pokemon I wasn't expecting.

"A Swellow?" I said.

Janine nodded. "He is most well known for his Dragon pokemon but Drake started with flying-type pokemon. He is still trying to get more dragon pokemon onto his roster but it is not so easy to find Dragonite, and rumours have it that he heavily funds research into other regions scouting hoping to find more dragon pokemon.

I hummed. Yeah, he and Lance would get some seriously powerful pokemon the more regions that were opened up to them. I chuckled and stroked Gible's head.

Swellow had to shoot into the air straight away to dodge a Psychic but instead of engaging straight away, the flying type pokemon hovered, beginning to glow from well out of Metagross' range.

Steven shook his head. "Stealth Rock," he said, forcing Drake's hand.

"Again Swellow," said Drake, surprising everyone.

"Ah," I said, realising Steven's oversight. "That Swellow knows Defog," I said, and sure enough a moment after Swellow had boosted itself up again. It dove and circled the field.

As it flapped its wings hard sending out burst after burst of wind forth, causing the Stealth Rocks Steven had created to achieve nothing.

Drake grinned while he punched forward, and this time Steven flinched as his pokemon took another U-turn to the face.

Swellow disappeared and in its place, an Altaria appeared hovering and ready, and more importantly, not impeded by Stealth Rock.

"Take it!" snapped Drake and from Altaria's maw a huge Fire Blast shot out.

"Protect!" barked Steven, determined to keep his pokemon in the running for a moment more.

Drake huffed. "I've got you dead to rights this time boy! You're not escaping me!" Drake swept his hands up and Altaria, rather than wait for the Protect to drop shot into the air to circle above Metagross.

"Fire Blast once more!" Drake said.

The Protect vanished and Steven leaned forward, an intense look on his face.

Metagross shot forward and vanished just before the Fire Blast could hit it. A moment later Metagross appeared in front of Altaria causing the cloud-like bird to shriek in surprise.

Steven pumped his fist in victory, as Metagros caught the flying-dragon-typed pokemon. Both pokemon spiralled to the ground, on the way, bursts of fire and ice shot from both as they hammered move after move into the other.

The tumble became a slug fest.

Around me my siblings shot to their feet and cheered or shouted while my elite roared their approval for the hard scrap.

Neither pokemon pulled out of the death spiral until and when they hit they rocked the stadium.

When the dust cleared both pokemon were revealed to be knocked out.

The crowd rose and roared their approval for the exchange and I had to give it to Steven, it hadn't been a bad idea. "He forced a mistake, Drake could have ended it with a weaker move but he wanted to guarantee it with a move that isn't as accurate," I said.

Janine and Sabrina nodded. "Giiiiiii!" said Gible, staring intently at the screen.

I stroked his fin. "Drake's got some strong pokemon, no?" I said.

Gible nodded enthusiastically and I chuckled.

"You'll be just as strong one day," I said, and Gible grinned but kept his gaze locked for what was to come.

Both Drake and Steven selected their next pokemon.

Steven sent out Claydol.

Drake sent out a Sceptile.

I sat up. Now that was a very interesting choice. Steven seemed stunned by the choice but I had to wonder if Drake didn't know about Sceptile's evolution, for it gained an extra typing when it did. Specifically Dragon-Grass.

Drake knew something, or else… he had incredible instincts? I sighed. "I really don't know enough about Drake to know how impressed I should be or for what reason," I said.

Janine eyed me. "And why do you say that?"

"Sceptile works for him," I said cryptically, wise to her tricks.

On the screen, Sceptile swept its tail about, causing a cascade of green leaves that then shot towards Claydol.

"Dig!" barked Steven. Claydol dove into the ground just in time to avoid the attack only for Sceptile to shut its eyes and relax.

I leaned forward watching for what would happen.

Claydol shot out of the ground with its head seeking to gouge into Sceptile's stomach. Sceptile flexed its tail and skipped over the previously hidden pokemon.

"Leaf Blade!" barked Drake. Green blades of grass energy burst from the leaves on Sceptile's wrists as Sceptile slashed forward in a reverse style.

Claydoll took the hit and tottered back collapsing onto its back where Sceptile pinned it, a leaf blade held over the meeting point of the two main segments.

I whistled, damn that had been a fast reversal with Drake taking out two pokemon fast.

Steven sighed and raised his hand. "I withdraw my Claydol from the battle," he said, quickly returning his pokemon before whipping out another. Skarmory took to the field and I hummed. This was a better matchup for him.

Skarmory went in hard but Sceptile was up to the task of holding it at bay.

Steven seemingly had no issue with this though and allowed the match to become a matter of endurance, which saw Sceptile dropping eventually.

In the end, Swellow was left to face off against what remained of Steven's team.

Steven considered his Skarmory for a long moment before returning it and sending out his Aggron, causing me to lean forward.

Behind me, Knight stepped closer to watch his fellow pokemon easily close out the match for Steven Two to Six. Sadly I wasn't going to be getting any critical insights with that match with how Steven simply bombarded Drake's Swellow with Stone Edge to close out the match.

Yolanda stood and stretched. "That was a good match! I wasn't expecting the Mega-evolution from Steven and that made it a lot more one-sided than I thought it would be.

There had also been a few unusual moments that I really didn't have enough knowledge of Drake or Steven to make an accurate call about. How well did they know each other's pokemon rosters to be able to predict each other like they had?

Drake obviously knew enough about Metagross' movepool to have been caught by surprise with Steven teaching it, Aerial Ace.

Sceptile had been a shock for Steven, I was sure, but Drake had seemed to come into the match against Steven. Knowing what Mega evolution would mean.

That meant something, but I felt like I didn't have enough information to judge.

I shook it off, and clapped my hands. "Alright gang! Time for bed!" I called.

My siblings and Bertha all groaned with sadness. When Bertha joined them trudging towards the house I rolled my eyes along with the giggles from my siblings.

While she wouldn't fit through the doors, that didn't stop me from returning her to her pokeball and then letting her sleep in the loungeroom.



Steven waved to the adoring crowds one last time, a practised smile on his face before he stepped into the tunnel and out of sight. He held the smile for another few seconds before allowing it to drop as he advanced. When he reached the pokemon care facility the team of pokemon handlers he had were all waiting for him.

"Excellent battle sir!" they said together.

Steven nodded. "Yes, thank you for your work today and in the last few weeks," he said as he deposited his pokeballs into various receptacles.

The group of handlers all relaxed and began to comment on what they'd liked the most of the fight. They also began to display graphs and power readings from the fight indicating how well his pokemon had done. Steven half listened, a thought niggling in his mind.

He placed both hands on either side of the table and sighed loudly.

Instantly the room fell silent.

Steven straightened. "Everyone but Katrina out," he said.

Everyone marched out, except for the singled-out woman. She stood at attention licking her lips as her eyes darted about.

"Sir?" she asked as the door closed on the last person.

Steven sighed. "You've been feeding others information on my pokemon Katrina," he said without preamble. "For doing a poor job of it, you're fired."

"Doing a poor job of it?" she said incredulously before shaking her head. "Wait! No! I never did that sir! You must be thinking of Glen! He's always sneaking in here!"

Steven held up a finger. "No, I did not make a mistake. I have been aware of someone feeding others information for a while. Tonight's results confirmed to me it could only be you. Tonight I made the connection to you. But worse? Tonight," Steven drew the word out. "impacted the impression of Mega-evolution. It needed to be as good as possible, and you have jeopardised that. You may go," he said, waving a hand.

"I jeopardised that?" snarled Katrina. "Like hell that should matter you money-grubbing—"

Steven held up a finger and a pokemon appeared behind Katrina. "Banette, escort Katrina to security. They will know what to do from there."

Steven shook his head. "Honestly, you overplayed your hand." He huffed. "And did a second-rate job of it. If you had done it properly Drake would have fallen right into my trap," he said, shaking his head.

Steven stared at the score from his match, that would be what people paid attention to tomorrow. Two to six, with Drake able to claim two of his pokemon despite the mega evolution. Steven sighed and began sending off messages to his company's PR department.

This would need to be managed.

Drake had played his hand well and would garner much respect, with none of the masses aware of the moves made under the table to get him even that far.

Steven smiled despite himself. He had to conclude that it did make the game, that they played more interesting.



A.N. Thanks go to my pa-treons for the continued support you give!

Thanks also go to Twmmy for betaing this chapter
 
This story's Steven is a shocking counter to the one I'm writing. I want to respect him, I really do, but I dislike his greed and business mind. I can't tell if that's personal dislike, or if he's actually a bad person
 
impacted the impression of Mega-evolution. It needed to be as good as possible, and you have jeopardised that. You may go," he said, waving a hand.
The funny thing is I can easily see Jorms Mega being leaked through camera and reports on the raid causing Steven to blow a gasket at being the Third known person to field a mega lol.
 
The funny thing is I can easily see Jorms Mega being leaked through camera and reports on the raid causing Steven to blow a gasket at being the Third known person to field a mega lol.
That probably would be a mi or disaster since Brock was fighting Surge when he used mega evolution (and Will, but his arrest isn't being covered up).
 
This story's Steven is a shocking counter to the one I'm writing. I want to respect him, I really do, but I dislike his greed and business mind. I can't tell if that's personal dislike, or if he's actually a bad person
Eh. Remember that Drake is really suspicious here as well, so Steven is just doing his duty as Champion to stave off what Drake could have done to the region if his ties to one (or both?) of the teams turns out to be more significant than expected.

Not that Steven is a blameless perfect Champion, he's got his issues as well but I wouldn't go so far as to call him a bad person. Rutheless and with corpoate cunning, yes. He just drank a bit too deeply into the corporate politics cool-aid.
 
That probably would be a mi or disaster since Brock was fighting Surge when he used mega evolution (and Will, but his arrest isn't being covered up).
Not necessarily, he slithered threw the building and far enough cameras could make it seem innocent after all the public know Surge was there. It depends on who does the leaking. Agatha might do it out of spite even.
 
Considering Drake's not innocent here either...Hoenn really is shaping up to be the corporate espionage region, huh?
 
Eh. Remember that Drake is really suspicious here as well, so Steven is just doing his duty as Champion to stave off what Drake could have done to the region if his ties to one (or both?) of the teams turns out to be more significant than expected.

Not that Steven is a blameless perfect Champion, he's got his issues as well but I wouldn't go so far as to call him a bad person. Rutheless and with corpoate cunning, yes. He just drank a bit too deeply into the corporate politics cool-aid.
Drake is a noted sailor, perhaps he was part of the Navy and thus Team Aqua? Interestingly, he sailed with Steven's father. He is the oldest of the elite four, and a rival for Champion, so even if there is no Team Aqua stuff it is still "the old guard versus the new guard".
 
Drake is a noted sailor, perhaps he was part of the Navy and thus Team Aqua? Interestingly, he sailed with Steven's father. He is the oldest of the elite four, and a rival for Champion, so even if there is no Team Aqua stuff it is still "the old guard versus the new guard".
I think it was stated that he was in their equivalent of the Air Force. Which I believe works closely with the Navy, but I know pretty little about it.
 
Which I believe works closely with the Navy, but I know pretty little about it.
Going off of America, because I'm American and this is what I know

The Air Force would actually work with the Army closely, having originated there and mostly working alongside them in the same areas

The Navy generally handles its own air power and such

Although it depends on if this model is followed so accuracy varies
 
Honestly I'd say Brock shouldn't need to appease Lance at all over Gible since he went along with Lance's own idea and in universe shouldn't be expected to know it was dragon ahead of time. Additionally given Lance's original declaration, his leagues's shenanigans and failures, the extra work Brock has done for him, the tip off about fairy he gave, Lance's role in allowing Steven to snoop about Brock's property and the aerodactyl Brock's raising for him then Lance would look pretty bad if they are right and he did require soothing.
 
Going off of America, because I'm American and this is what I know

The Air Force would actually work with the Army closely, having originated there and mostly working alongside them in the same areas

The Navy generally handles its own air power and such

Although it depends on if this model is followed so accuracy varies
Yeah. The Chair Force was originally an Army division, but the division kept going higher up the chain, until it was its own directorate of the DoD. The Marines are similar, in that they are technically a part of the Department of the Navy, though only once you reach the civilian/government/political level.
 
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