[X] My Assistant

[Kamaitachi]

The main arena, a gargantuan colliseum overlooking the vast sea, has separated into 8 fields, each with its own set of stands, while the higher seats have a lovely view of all eight battles. Each battle is televised on the giant screens located along the walls, giving spectators the nitty gritty close-up views of each battle.

The battles to come would be fierce, and with so many raging simultaneously, and to be distracted by the neighboring fights could easily spell a loss.

The Match for this field was slated for Taggarty Lee and Tikal Faylen. The field appeared to be several concentric circles, making the field almost look like a target, with the center holding the traditional pokeball design. However, the three other circular platforms slowly moved in opposite directions. Occasionally, the center would lift, turning the field into a cone, or depress, forming it into a funnel. The movements seemed to rotate regularly, meaning that there was a sort of pattern, but the constantly moving field would prove difficult to manage.

The referee, holding the trademark flags, floated nearby on what could only be described as a hovering disc; yet another technological marvel of Daioh Scientists. The ref tapped his fingers on his poketch, which revealed a rotating triangular pyramid on the main screen. Once it stopped rotating, it revealed a large number 2:

"This will be a three on three battle conducted in Doubles-Style, with One Pokemon in Reserve. If one of the combatants falls, the reserve must be sent in immediately. Trainers, summon your pokemon now!"

This battle seemed ready to erupt. The stakes? Continuing participation in the tournament.

The crowd roared in anticipation.

[Toogee]

The gible submitted to the voice of authority, releasing his grip upon Darius’s hand. The trainer massaged the area in an effort to relieve the pain. This process was greatly expedited when the cherrim rejoined the party, unleashing a healing pulse on her new trainer.

“Er, thanks,” Darius said to the plant pokemon. It was then that he looked upon his new team and saw a great challenge to overcome. Clearly, Tag had no issue commanding pokemon of any type. If he were to ever even hope to be a dragon master, Darius would first have to handle the bunch of creatures he had now. Tag alerted him to help with the escape effort, something Darius did not question. This was a time for action, which meant it was time for a roaring battle speech.

“These men in helicopters and their electrodes,” he said to his pokemon. “They want us to panic! They want us to turn on each other. I say no! I say we combine our differences and turn them into the ultimate strength! Let this be the hour that we draw swords!”

The dragon trainer unsheathed his sword, causing his pokemon team to back up in surprise (except for the slowbro). He pointed the weapon down for the creatures to examine. First the teddiursa rested his paw on the blade, followed by the glaceon. The beautifly was next, as was the cherrim. The gible, seeing Darius finally assert authority, also joined his team. Finally, after cheering for the speech, the slowbro put his hand on the blade.

“I, Darius Dovakin of Opelucid, Descendant of the Dragonborn, vow to you to get you back to your trainers. We must first protect these people. To battle! FUS RO DAH!”

The pokemon cheered after him as Darius led the way behind Tikal. Once she ordered a sunny day, the dragon trainer noticed something strange about cherrim. It was blooming! The creature revealed itself to be a pink and yellow flower with a maniacal smile.

“CHERRIM! HEHEHEHE!” she cried with terrifying laughter.

“Well now! You look…crazy. Er…ah!” Darius took a look at his own pokedex to find some moves. “Cherrim, that’s your name! And you should use solarbeam on that copter!”

“HEHEHEHE!”

Using his sword like a conductor’s baton, Darius pointed to the target that cherrim was attacking. Because of the increased sunlight, the effects of the attack was immediate. A giant laser sprung out of the flower, decimating the tail rotor of the helicopter. The pilot had no choice but to retreat, reducing the amount of explosive electrodes further. In addition, the cherrim’s sadistic pleasure it got from watching the flaming enemy retreat boosted the moral of the other pokemon and allies, boosting their attack and special defense in the process. It also creeped the hell out of them.

“DAAAAMN…” Darius replied, with nothing more to comment. That little flower just became his favorite of the bunch. Just then, Tikal revealed a clear path ahead. Darius directed his pokemon to follow. As they rushed for the exit, a charging electrode was coming at them from the side.

“Beautifly, whirlwind!”

The butterfly pokemon flew above the group, directing a mighty blast of wind at the enemy. The electrode was quickly blown back before charging into another electrode and exploding harmlessly in the middle of the arena.