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Pokemon Crystal Mind	By : Destroyahirismix666 Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 7762 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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And now, I've teased you long enough. It's taken 6 chapters, but here it is, the first Gym battle!
Also, before I start getting complaints, in this story, Tail Whip does do damage. It's not going to be a defense-reduction only move. It WILL deal damage. That's one of the liberties I've taken with this.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. I had some business downtown.”
“I understand. But I knew that your trainer's honor and determination would get you through here.”
Takuya chuckled, adjusting his jacket and curling the collar up, blocking out the edges of his peripheral vision. He would need absolute focus on this, especially considering his type disadvantage. “I don't know if it's determination as much as it was sheer stupidity. I realized shortly after meeting you this morning what my largest mistake, and benefit was.”
“Oh really? What's that?”
“I let you seem my two primaries and let your more experienced eyes study my main two. You already have a good idea on what to expect and how I'm going to combat whatever Rock-type Pokemon you throw at me.”
The brown-headed gym leader grabbed a pair of Pokeballs off of a stand. “You haven't had any prior badges, have you?”
“Just because I was raised in Vermillion, doesn’t mean I started my journey there. I took a tunnel to Viridian in order to start the 'glory road' the right way, with the type that would contrast very heavily with my own primary.”
Brock lowered his eyebrows, putting on his 'game' face. “Let's do this.”
“Yes. Let's...”
“Geodude, I choose YOU!” The Gym-Leader tossed his first pokemon into the ring, ready to begin the match.
“Rock and Ground type...ok.” Takuya reached around his belt. After training with his trio throughout the morning and doing a bit of sight-seeing after lunch, he had put his team all into their balls when conversing with the police and hadn't bothered releasing them since. Until now. “Pichu, I choose you!”
Out of the red and white sphere came a burst of white energy that formed into the tiny electric mouse. It looked back and forth in confusion. “Pichu, remember what we went over. That thing there is the enemy! Take it out, NOW!”
“Geodude, use tackle!”
“Pichu, get to the side and whip him!”
The dual armed rock-based creature flew toward the much smaller mouse pokemon, fists clenched and ready to tackle. The yellow and black electric type barely had enough time to jump to it's left, whipping it's tail out and holding it as steady as possible as the Rock-Type flew by.
“It's not very effective...” Whispered one of the onlookers, assitants to Brock, likely for Gym upkeep.
“No duh.” The teenager remarked, looking at the pair of onlookers. “Normal attacks barely even do half of the damage they normally do against Rock types, but I'm not left with much choice now, am I?”
“Geodude, harden up!”
“Pichu, you have almost no other choice. Spam the Tail-Whip!”
The solid pokemon returned to it's side of the ring, thrusting it's arms into the air and trying to focus on concentrating it's body-mass. IT didn't have much time to do so though, Pichu came flying through the air and whacked the already-difficult-to-damage pokemon with another Tail-Whip, draining him a little more and breaking his concentration.
Brock furrowed his brow. He made one very bad mistake. Geodude, as with most of his other rock-willed pokemon, were very unchanging in their ways. If he gave them an order, they would complete it before doing anything else! Even if he demanded that Geodude pull back and give a nice solid punch to the target right infront of him, it would do no good. He was unsure if that was his opponent’s plan or not, but the fact that he so easily set himself up for it, especially considering that the Pichu's trainer had seemingly no issue with mindless, yet effective, spamming.
Takuya smiled a little darkly inside. He wasn't sure WHY Brock wasn't trying to do anything to end the steady beating his opponent was taking. But it opened the door. Pichu's lone effective attack that he had a chance to learn, a basic Tail-Whip, was proving to be like a drop of water on a rock. Pun not intended. Geodude was taking the damage, and while holding his own for a long time, the frustration on Brock's face told the truth. Geodude was near to being knocked out of the match. At least the first half would be decently easy.
“Geodude, you need to stop and...” The Gym-Leader's voice fell off as his first pokemon dropped to the floor, unable to do anymore after several minutes of drawn out condensing and getting hit. “...return.” Brock held up his pokeball, bringing the dual type back to safety. “Impressive job. And with a Pichu no less, I'm amazed.”
“You helped me yourself, not having your pokemon doing anything different then a half-ass defense raiser the whole time!”
“Well, with that in mind, the next one won't be so easy. I choose you, Onix!”
Upon seeing the overwhelming size of the next creature, Pichu leapt a few centimeters off the ground before breaking into a run behind it's trainer, grabbing it's pant-leg and looking around him in fear. “Pi! Pi Pi pi! CHU!”
“Just use the same strategy. As pathetic as it may seem, tail whipping him will probably help set us up for advancing better then anything else right now!”
The small electric-type looked up at it's trainer. It understood the concept of what he was saying, but for god's sake fear had almost utterly taken over the small creature. Takuya crouched down, facing his wild-catch. “Look, I don't expect you to win or loose every single match your in. Far from it. I know at this size and stage you feel almost incompetent. However, it's better to put up a fight, then get the stuff knocked out of you, rather than running and never fighting again.” The dark-haired teenager stood back up, starring his rival and the rival's pokemon down. “Pichu, if your on my team, you need to learn something right now. One of my goals isn't only to become a master of Pokemon, but also to be the best danm strategist this side of Kanto and Johto. And to do that, I need all of my pokemon, however large or small, to put their all into it, ready to put their life on the line.” Takuya nudged the small creature with his foot. “I don't know how much you understand of what I'm saying, but one way or another, you will face the insurmountable odds. Go and Whip that bitchovarock!
Despite it's trainer's brave words, the electric type slowly approached the field, looking up at the large being again. “WHIP IT NOW PICHU!” There was no response as the larger creature continued to look down.
“Onix, hit him with a Tackle Attack!”
“PICHU, DOOOODGE!”
Between the sound of the rock-type's body rushing downward and the screams of his trainer, the small mouse-type froze in absolute fear once more, the large creature barreling down and crashing right beside him. The impact sent the small fighter flying backwards, impacting the ground with it's belly and face.
“Pichu...” In frustration, Takuya gritted his teeth roughly. Why was he not responding?
“Follow it up and Constrict it!”
“Whip him!”
Attempting to avoid, the yellow and black pokemon ran several feet away, attempting to avoid the situation that was turning dark for him. Unable to escape the motions of the snake-like pokemon, Pichu was quickly wrapped up, as the larger pokemon slowly constricted him together.
“...Grrr...Pichu, return!' Holding up his pokeball, a beam of white light connected to the trapped electric-type as it squealed in pain and fear. In a few mere seconds, it was switched out for the other unevolved pokemon. “Eon! Sand-Attack! Blind him before he gets at you!”
“Onix, Tomb him up!”
Eon ran toward the much larger opponet, confidently avoiding most of the strikes done by Onix as he tried to take her out. Almost without warning, Eon turned and skidded to a stop, trying to push a cloud of dust up into the larger pokemon's face. However, coming to a stop left her an open target, and Onix collapsed his body right atop of the brown-and-white furred quadreped.
“Good job Eon! Now, show him what we practiced earlier! Quick attack him!”
Eon leaped out of the mass of snake-like rocks, jumping up and focusing as much energy as he could into running and tackling his body. The situation took an interesting turn as the larger rock-like Pokemon rose into the air, yet was STILL assaulted.
“Eon! Turn the tide and bit down on the horn on his head!”
Onix's eyes went wide, the first major facial change during the entire battle, as the considerably smaller creature clamped down. The critical strike was a major issue for Brock's Onix. He swung his body back and forth to shake off his opponent, but it got nowhere.
“Onix! Harden yourself against it!”
Onix crashed his head against the ground, leaving a small crater with Eon laying in it, leaving her temporarily stunned by the sudden change in the situation. The much larger rock-type Pokemon curled up, focusing on it's density to try and block anything else out.
“Eon, follow up with a Tail-Whip! Usurp your control of the situation!”
Eon ran up, whipping the curled up Pokemon with it's bushy tail multiple times, hammering away at it. Onix continued to stay curled up, lessening the damage, and while the attack already would leave low amounts of damage, it was starting to build-up.
“Onix, Bind her up!”
“Eon, avoid and tackle!”
This fell through, the Eevee was caught by the much-larger creature took advantage of the close-combat situation. She tried to ram her head into the crushing folds of the rock-type, but it was ineffective.
“She's tuckering out faster then I expected...I expected too much of the Pichu, and she's having trouble compensating...Eon! Bite down to try and break the grip!” The smaller pokemon did just that, but her bite was not on any sort of sensitive spot, and with Onix's hardened defenses, it's effectiveness was greatly lessened.
“Onix, keep her bound up!”
“Eon...” The trainer's teeth roughly ground his teeth. “It's inescapable...Eon! Return! Don't injure yourself!”
Down to his last pokemon, Takuya's brow furrowed. While he did expect Eon to not be the finishing pokemon, she was supposed to be able to lower the opponent's final pokemon enough for his main electric-type to clean up the situation.
“Jupiter, you need to avoid the biding move at all costs. Hit him with a Quick-Attack!”
The yellow furred challenger rushed toward the massive Onix. Just as Brock called out with a called for a Rock-Entombing, Jupiter crashed his body into the solidly made pokemon and proceeded to follow up with multiple other strikes with his feet, shoulders, and head. Onix was somewhat expectant, and curled his body in slightly abnormal contortions to shake off the opponent while keeping his more sensitive spots covered.
“Onix, tackle him!”
“Jupiter, Double-Kick him in the face!”
Just before the impact of the tackle, Jolteon turned to his front legs and kicked his back legs out as hard as he could, impacting the Onix the face and eyes. It roared in anger, but it's momentum still pushed him forward, nearly pinning the electric-type as he slammed into the small pokemon's side.
“Onix, don't let him escape! Bind him!”
“Jupiter, Dodge and Quick Attack!”
The massive rock-type bent it's body around the opponent, closing in quickly like a deadly noose. Jupiter launched his body out of it at the last possible second, the sound of rock slamming against itself resounding in the wake. The quadruped did a quick turn in mid-air, landing close to the creature's massive body, and begin to assault him with repeated tackles and slashes.
Onix suddenly bellowed, in a considerable amount of pain, and the electric-type leaped back. Just as quickly as it had moved to attack and defend before, it collapsed, onto the ground. Jupiter growled, expecting at least one more attack. “He must of hit him in a critical location...” One of the younger assistants remarked from the sidelines.
“Onix...return!” The sturdy voice of Brock didn't waiver despite the loss, and he quickly and efficiently recalled his second challenger.
“Oh my god...oh...did I do it?” Takuya fell down to his knees. “...We got it...WE GOT IT!” His eyes locked onto Jupiter, who calmed into a more casual look after his KO'ed opponent was withdrawn. “Jupiter, we f*cking made it!” The Electric-Type bounced forward into it's trainer's arms, pushing right up against him and repeatedly licking him on the face, the joy of hard-won victory mutual between the two of them.
“I Underestimated you...”
“Huh?”
“I took you for granted. After seeing your team consisted two-thirds of electric types, and the other an unevolved Eevee, I felt that the victory was assured.” He exhaled, scratching the back of his neck. “Anyways, as proof of your victory, I must present you with...the Boulder Badge!” The gym-leader reached into one of his pant's pocket and tossed the badge a large distance, landing just short of the trainer.
“For me? Thanks...” The teenager leaned forward, picking up the octagonal silver ornament. He folded the left inside of his jacket outward, pinning the token up against him.
“You earned it. But let it be known that this is probably the easiest part of your quest. The more badges you acquire, the more powerful and more pokemon other gym-leaders will use against you. It's easy to get discouraged on the road of a trainer. You have no idea how many people beat the first two or three gyms only to become bored or discouraged.”
“Heh. I doubt it. Even if I wanted to quit, this is how I make most of my money anyways.”
The two of them headed toward the sliding glass doors of the gym. Night was thick in the air as the stars poked through holes between the clouds. “Brock, you don't mind if I get a picture with you, do you?”
“Huh?”
“Earlier I asked about filming matches within the arena, and you were against it for obvious reasons. With a bit of thought on my part, I came to agree with you. That said, I DO run an internet Vlog, and not very many people are going to even believe me unless I get proof other then just the badge.”
The older man let the corners of his lips turn up. “Why the heck not.” One of his assistants took the camera provided by the trainer, and under some guidance, got a picture of Stern-Faced Brock and an almost comically overjoyed Takuya.
Several other words were traded between the four, even thought the two assistants did seem to have a preference to staying silent rather then talking aloud. But both of them eventually said their goodbyes, parting ways. As Takuya turned around, Brock called out one more time.
“Huh?” The trainer looked back over his shoulder to the origin of the call.
“If you plan to get anywhere close to the Elite 4 in terms of power, you need to learn that trust is a two-way street, and that it needs to be earned.”
Takuya turned back around all the way. “What do you mean?”
“Your Pichu wasn't willing to fight for you because you hadn't provided it enough time to be trustworthy of you. While your Eevee and Jolteon seemed to have developed a long lasting relationship with you, your third seems to be a different story. One of the best ways to prove yourself is to effectively capture the pokemon without significant harm, which proves to them that, as a trainer, you can understand and respect their limits, and want to push them beyond that. Plainly, Pichu didn't come by such a normal means.”
“I rescue him from-”
“I don't really care to know. Emotion is the other thing, especially if your capturing a young pokemon. Not having emotion for them, rather it be joy, success, displeasure, or even some sort of frustration makes them relate to you. Most of us trainers are under the belief that pokemon do have emotions similar to us. Using a similar range helps to build a closer bond between you.”
“But I do show emotion...”
“Anger is poison to such a fragile relationship when they are young and not doing anything wrong from their eyes. You sent it back onto the field, uncaring of it's fear. That may of led it to think that you don't understand it, and that would make it feel even more isolated and fearful of the situation. They have some capacity for human speech, take advantage of it. Communication is the most important bond of friendship. A young pokemon like a Pichu shouldn't be hard to befriend if you keep that in mind.”
Takuya bit his lip. He grabbed the pokeball that had Pichu within it, and looked down at it. “Expression...”
“Anyways, I hope you have a successful journey. You are one of the most exciting battlers I've had for a while now, for your skill level at least!” The rock-type representative turned back toward the gym, stretching his arms and popping joints.
“Thanks.” The teen murmured, and faced Brock's back as he retreated. “Thanks for everything! The battle, the badge, and the advice!”
- - - - -
Mid-morning sun rays illuminated the road. Route #3 northern section was a paved a bit better then Route #2 had been, making the walk a bit less of a pain on Takuya's feet...but only a bit less.
“I can't take this anymore.” The teeanger dropped to his feet, ripping off his two shoes. “Once I get to Cerulean City, I'm going to rent a hotel room, flop down on the bed, and not walk for an entire day.” Setting his shoes to the side, he gingerly rubbed the soles and balls of his feet.
After a few minutes, he let go, leaning back and sighing in temporary relief. He held up the second poke-ball to the left of his belt's buckle.“This is as good of a time as ever. Pichu! Come forth!” The small mouse-type appeared on the road within a second, looking around at the sun-lit scenery.
“Pichu...I must confess. I expected to much from you. Like an idiot, I assumed that you would blindly follow me.” He stared the small-mouse type right in the eye. “I'm sorry about last-night's debacle. I tried pushing you around, and when you were scared, I pushed you away with anger when you need my help...”
“Pi...”
“However, Just because of that, I'm not letting you go!” Awkwardly, and still without his shoes on, Takuya boldly stood up, pointing right to the small fighter. “In fact, I'm going to craft you into an electric-type god just like Jupiter! You WILL become a force to be reckoned with!” He smiled boldly. “I have no doubt in your physical abilities, or your mental ones. Continue with me on this journey, and we will conquer Kanto...and the inferiors in Johto. What do you say, Perkūnas?”
The pichu raised his 'eyebrow' in confusion at the random, unfamiliar term. It's head cocked, and it let out a low 'Pi?'
“I said you were going to be named after a god like Jupiter is. You have any idea how long it took to find a suitable name? Besides, if your with me, I will mold you into something BEYOND a mere mortal creature! So, I ask again. What say you, Perkūnas?”
With this, it sprung off the ground, leaping onto the trainer's arm and hanging on in glee. To support the weight, Takuya brought the electric-type up to his chest, setting both arms beneath it as it nuzzled itself. “I may not be your mother, but I'll go beyond that call of duty.”
A high-piercing noise broke the otherwise tranquil scene. Takuya winced just a bit as it filled up the air, sounding louder then anything else until it switched from the high whine to a stunning symphony of sounds that weren't quite identifiable. But the origin WAS identifiable. The electric type within the trainer's arms swelled in energy, it's body becoming coated in a bright white light. In seconds the light was almost to bright to look at, and the teen turned his head so the sight wouldn't blind him. The weight swelled in his arms a little, and the sagged downward somewhat, not expecting the increase.
The series of noises began to die down alongside the light, and he quickly turned his head to see what had transpired exactly. To his genuine surprise, the Pichu was no longer within his arms. Rather, it had been replaced with a fully healthy yellow and red Pikachu.
“Pika-chu!”
“Wow... I knew that you guys evolve quickly, especially here in Kanto, you usually evolve before leaving the nest...but still...wow.” Truth be told, the human male never had seen an evolution first-hand before, despite his parent's background and jobs.
“Perkūnas, this will be an interesting journey to behold indeed.”

There you go, first evolution and first badge all wrapped up into one big happy chapter. I'm still trying to set up a lot of things for the later portions of this story, and developing the world around the main character isn't easy considering that he is spending a lot of his time outside of city limits and traveling lonesome for the time being.
Also, very important note. The first competition is now up and running on the discussion forum. You can find it here: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/57102-pokemon-crystal-mind-discussion-contest-character-submission-and-critique-thread/
Time is of the essence when it comes to completing this.
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