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The Pokken Club

"Pokken! Pokken! Pokken!"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by NeverEndingFlip

Description

The Pokken Club is a group of five friends bonded together through the unique style of Pokemon combat they've developed, a type of battle they refer to as Pokken Battle.

Below are the names and descriptions of each of the trainers in the Pokken Club:




Lucian: The Leader


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Age: 15Gender: Male


His smile always turned up into a confident sneer, Lucian is a hard boy to read. Unlike other boys at the age of ten, Lucian had no desire to go out and take on the gym challenge when he got his first Pokemon. Instead, he immediately found a partner and began to bend the rules of Pokemon combat. Many traditional trainers refused to fight him, claiming he cheated to win. By technical rules, he did, but Lucian didn't see it that way. He saw through the boring guidelines of the standard battle and ultimately left the circuit because of it. He developed an entirely new way to battle and sought other trainers who would also appreciate the change of pace.


Pokemon:


Espeon- (Morning Sun, Power Swap, Psych Up, Sand Attack)
Umbreon- (Snarl, Confuse Ray, Guard Swap, Pursuit)
Gengar- (Shadow Ball, Shadow Punch, Astonish, Hypnosis)
Chandelure- (Will-O-Wisp, Flame Burst, Incinerate, Overheat)
Weavile- (Ice Punch, Fury Swipes, Fake Out, Night Slash)
Hydreigon- (Focus Energy, Scary Face, Dragon Rage, Outrage)

*Note: His favorite pair to use for Support is Espeon and Umbreon.




Chloe: The Sister


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Age: 12Gender: Female


Chloe is the tag-a-long sister Lucian eventually had to let join because his parents wouldn't stop nagging him about it. A light and carefree soul, she has that standard cute girl facade on the outside with a brutal tactician laced within her frilly dress and girly colors. A naturally-talented Pokemon Trainer, she has the most experience in the Pokken Battle style besides her brother, making her one of the toughest opponents to face against. Do not let that smile fool you!


Pokemon:


Jirachi- (Wish, Helping Hand, Refresh, Cosmic Power)
Sylveon- (Reflect, Disarming Voice, Light Screen, Moon Blast)
Togekiss- (Tailwind, Mirror Move, Extrasensory, Stored Power)
Gardevoir- (Magical Leaf, Future Sight, Teleport, Dazzling Gleam)
Braixen- (Psybeam, Fire Spin, Light Screen, Sunny Day)
Slurpuff- (Energy Ball, Thunderbolt, Surf, Flamethrower)

*NOTE: Her strategy lies in her Support, not necessarily her main Pokemon.




Willow: The Wild Card


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Age: UnknownGender: Male (They're pretty sure, anyway.)


No one really knows where Willow came from or why he got interested in Pokken Battle, but he did and here he stays. The only thing you can tell about this guy is that he's very quiet. He has been known to go days on end without uttering a single word. Other than his name, no one really knows anything about him or his past or even what his first Pokemon was. Nevertheless, he shares the same love for Pokken Combat that the rest of them do...at least they're pretty sure anyway.


Pokemon:


Magneton- (Tri-Attack, Flash Cannon, Metal Sound, Lock On)
Quagsire- (Mud Bomb, Yawn, Earthquake, Brick Break)
Lucario- (Aura Sphere, Extreme Speed, Swords Dance, Bone Rush)
Pikachu*- (Discharge, Flying Press, Thunderbolt, Agility)
Mawile- (Play Rough, Crunch, Sweet Scent, Iron Head)
Virizion- (Helping Hand, Magical Leaf, Close Combat, Leaf Blade)

NOTE: Willow has earned the Wild Card slot for a reason. He is notorious for using a random strategy every time he battles.

Pikachu*- Libre




Sarah: The Lost


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Age: 13Gender: Female


As the outcast who only wanted to make new friends, Sarah joined the Pokken Club to do just that. She's not exactly a talented trainer or a natural strategist. In fact, she's fairly simple minded and doesn't exactly plan moves accordingly. But she doesn't Pokken to win...she Pokkens to have fun with others. A very down-to-earth girl with a massive heart and soul to her face, she may spend a majority of the battle she's in just singing along. She enjoys cute foxes and birds.


Pokemon:


Fennekin- (Ember, Howl, Safeguard, Flame Charge)
Fletchling- (Peck, Agility, Fly, Growl)
Jigglypuff- (Disarming Voice, Sing, Disable, Pound)
Victini- (Focus Energy, Endure, V-create, Searing Shot)
Starly- (Growl, Wing Attack, Whirlwind, Aerial Ace)
Litleo- (Leer, Work Up, Roar, Ember)

NOTE: She has only won when she gets Victini involved in the battle, which doesn't happen that often.




Garrett: The Winless


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Age: 14Gender: Male


As stubborn a bull as they come, Garret is actually the second member to join the Pokken Club. So why is he still called noob? Well, he has yet to win a match of Pokken against anyone, even Sarah. The reason? He believes his team of three he's put together is destined to be his champion team and thus refuses to get any more Pokemon. It's the same strategy every time for him...literally every time. And thus he gets beat every time. He gets frustrated easily and often sulks every time he loses a match. If he wins...well, that never happens.


Pokemon:


Croagunk- (Toxic, Taunt, Swagger, Nasty Plot)
Diglett- (Dig, Growl, Sand Attack, Hone Claws)
Nidorino- (Venoshock, Double Kick, Horn Attack, Poison Sting)

NOTE: ALWAYS has Nidorino as his main Pokemon with Croagunk and Diglett as his support.

So begins...

The Pokken Club's Story

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"Pokken! Pokken! Pokken!"

A large chanting session had begun on the outskirts of Virbank City, within the general vicinity of Radegast and his Pokemon. A group of five teenagers had gathered around and were walking in a group, chanting the word as if they were a sports team getting revved up for a big game. In the front of their pack was a boy wearing nice purple clothing. Right next to him was a petite girl in a frilly pink dress walking with a Pokeball in her hand. There was an overenthusiastic boy with glasses pumping his fist in the air with every chant they bellowed and a stringy haired redhead who was following suit. The only one not participating in the chant was the tall wispy silver haired boy in the back, looking down upon everyone with a blank look. It was clear he didn't talk much.

The five people were walking together, each with their Pokemon belt on, heading towards the Relic Passage. It looked like they were going to battle soon. A perfect opportunity to train.

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“Pokken?” Radegast muttered. He and the others picked up on the chanting along the outskirts of Virbank. Strange kids younger than Radegast chanted as if they were some up-and-coming cult. Were they getting followers or something?

Rage's ears twitched. His face suddenly washed over with an odd friendliness- nostalgia, to be precise. “POKKEN?” Rage spat, “I DID NOT KNOW THE ANCIENT WAYS WERE BEING PRACTICED BY HUMANS AGAIN!”

“Pokken?” For once, Elder was utterly confused. Radegast took note of that.

“THE HUMANS OF ANCIENT TIMES ONCE HELD A FIGHTING TOURNAMENT KNOWN AS THE IRON FIST! POKKEN IS THE SAME, EXCEPT WITHOUT HUMANS!!!!” Rage seemed to revel in having knowledge that Elder lacked. “I HAVE BESTED EVERYONE IN MY CLAN IN MORTAL COMBAT! THEIR FEAR OF MY GREAT STRENGTH IS WHY THEY EXILED THE INFINITE FURY OF RAGE!!!!!! I KNOW MY STUFF!!!!!!”

“Sure, but… Pokken?” Elder’s face revealed a complete lack of amusement. “That’s a weird-ass na-”

“WE SHALL FIGHT EVERY ONE OF THEM AND SHOW THEM WHAT POKKEN IS REALLY ALL ABOUT!!!”

“Whatever you say, buddy,” Radegast grinned. He approached the group along the path out of the city, with everyone else in tow. “Sup, dudes?”

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The group turned, facing a particularly odd sight. A boy in a hoodie hiding dreds underneath a cap with a Fletchinder on his shoulder and a variety of other Pokemon behind him. He looked casual...a bit too casual. The girl with the red hair approached first, eyes sparkling.

"Oooooh, a new person!" she squealed.

The boy with the glasses gave him a condescending look while the girl in the pink dress shot him a warm and fuzzy smile. The silver haired boy said nothing. Finally, the boy in the purple suit stepped forward, holding a black gloved hand for Radegast to shake. It was noticeable now that his eyes had two different colored irises: the left one a deep and concentrated purple while the right one was a bright and excited magenta. His lips were curled up in that confident sneer he always wore.

"Not much," he responded nonchalantly, "Sup with you?"

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“Eh, not much dude,” Radegast replied with a smile, “My buddies seemed to find that chant of yours familiar. What’s this Pokken about?” The human was aware that his friends wanted to train and get better. Maybe these fine kids would help a brother out.

“WE WILL FIGHT AND WE WILL WIN!” Rage blasted like the most powerful subwoofer. “AND WE WILL DESTROY ALL WHO DARE STAND IN OUR WAY!!!”

“And also they wanna fight and get stronger,” Radegast shrugged, “If you’re busy, it’s all good. I could keep walking.”

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The black haired boy's different colored eyes lit up with excitement, "So ya wanna know about Pokken, huh?"

"Oh, can he come along too Lucian?" the redhead was tugging on his arm and staring up at him with the most saddest puppy dog eyes to behold.

"Could always use a new punching bag," the boy with glasses punched his fist into his hand. To which everyone, even the silver haired boy, rolled their eyes.

Lucian chuckled as he led Radegast and his team further down the path, "You'll have to excuse Garrett. He thinks he's all that, but he hasn't won a match yet. Anyway, I'd be more than happy to let you and your Pokemon train with us. If it's becoming stronger they want, they'll get it through Pokken Battle." Suddenly detouring them into the forest, the six people and five Pokemon navigated through the tangle of nature and plant life for a couple hundred yards before stumbling into a clearing. The clearing was makeshift, a few patches of dirt where stumps used to reside being one of the main attractions. There were claw marks, burn marks, patches of rock, even residual psychic energy scattered across the field. On the outskirts was a few logs set up for whatever spectator chose to watch the spectacle in front of him. The silver haired boy had already found his way to the seat while Lucian went on with explaining.

"The rules are simple. You pick one Pokemon to be your main combatant and two Pokemon to be your support. The two main Pokemon battle within the ring, trying to knock the other out. The support Pokemon are allowed one move each to aid their Pokemon, to cause detriment to the opposing Pokemon, or do extra damage to take down the opponent. If you knock out the opponent's main Pokemon, you win the round. We could do a single round, or we could do best out of three given you do have more than four Pokemon. However, if we do best out of three, your support Pokemon are the same for the entire match, but your main Pokemon switches after the first one is knocked out. So say you led with that eager Primeape over there with the Joltik and the Fletchinder as your support. If Primeape gets knocked out, then for the next round you would use either your Seel, your Haunter, or your Beldum, but you may not use the Joltik and the Fletchinder as your main. They must remain support throughout the entire match. Got it?"

Lucian didn't wait for a response, but rather started walking around the clearing stopping at the other four people who had been mostly silent for the duration. He stopped at the blonde in the pink dress first, "This is Chloe, my sister."

"Hiya!" she beamed at Radegast.

"Chloe is my second in command," Radegast commented, ruffling her hair a bit to which she gave him an annoyed look, "She's the youngest, but she has more experience than any of these guys and gals." He went on, stopping at the redhead next. "This is Sarah. She's the newest member of our group."

"Hope we can still be friends after this!" Sarah waved, eyes shining with excitement.

"She likes meeting new people," he smiled before leaning on the shoulder of the boy with glasses, "And this is Garrett. He was the second one to join, believe it or not."

"I'm gonna enjoy crushing you," Garrett muttered, his beady eyes glared at Radegast determinedly, staring him down.

"He ain't nothin'," Lucian mouthed to Radegast behind Garrett's back, making Chloe laugh hard. Garrett turned around and crossed his arms as Lucian acted too casual and began to whistle.

"What're you doin'?" Garrett frowned.

"Huh? Nothin'," Lucian shrugged. Chloe laughed harder. "Just about to introduce Willow over there."

Willow looked at Radegast with a blank expression and gave a little half-wave.

"He doesn't talk much," Lucian told him, "And finally, I'm Lucian, the leader of this fine group. And together, we're the Pokken Club!"

The black haired boy found a rock and sat upon it, putting a relaxed hand to his chin in thought, "So, pick your team out. And choose who you want to fight."

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“SUPPORT?” Rage’s eyes widened in confusion. The individual blood vessels bulging in his fury-stained eyes seemed to imply that the Primeape never slept… which wasn’t true. “OH, YOU MEAN BLOOD BROTHERS!”

Crystal glanced at Rage, who continued at maximum volume, “BLOOD BROTHERS ASSIST THE MAIN COMBATANTS OF THE ANCIENT WAYS. TO ADD A SPORT OF STRATEGY, AND TO NEGATE THE CHAOS OF A SWARM BATTLE, THEY MAY ONLY ADD ONE ADDITIONAL MOVE PER BROTHER INTO THE FRAY! WHETHER IT STRIKES THE INTENDED TARGET OR BE USED AGAINST THEM MATTERS NOT!”

As the Primeape bellowed, Radegast waved to, shook hands with, winked at, and otherwise acknowledged each member of the group Lucian introduced. As always, Radegast did so with a friendly grin. “Pleasure to meet you all, truly,” He didn’t really pay much attention to what the Primeape was shrieking about, but he knew it was preparations.

Rage crossed his arms to mirror Garret’s annoyed expression. “THE INFINITE FURY OF RAGE MAY BLOW HEAT WORTHY OF DECIMATING NEVER-MELT ICE, BUT I DO NOT BOAST LIGHTLY! I CONQUERED EVERY WARRIOR OF MY OLD CLAN WITHOUT AID!” He then turned to Crystal and the Operative. “THAT BEING SAID, I CANNOT AFFORD A PRIDEFUL MISTAKE IN LIGHT OF THAT GYM CHALLENGE! WILL YOU BE MY BLOOD BROTHERS?”

“Blood Sisters, technically,” Crystal replied.

“Where we go, we go together, sir!” Operative chirped and gave a salute.

“VERY WELL! WE WILL CONQUER THEM IN SINGLE COMBAT!”

“Oh, looks like they chose,” Radegast chuckled. He picked a barely damp log, hoisted into the air by two chopped-out short logs, and sat quietly. He produced the cylinder that Roxie had rewarded him, and began unfolding the guitar. Such a cool gift… Maybe Roxie actually kinda liked him.

… Naaaah.

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Lucian nodded thoughtfully as Radegast's Pokemon strategized amongst themselves, "Hmm...yeah, I think you'll do fine here. Garrett, you're up first! Since you're so eager to 'take him down' as you say."

Garrett harrumphed as he walked past Lucian to stand in his spot. Meanwhile, Lucian was dragging his foot across the field, making a large circle just on the outside of Radegast and Garrett.

"Oh, one more thing," Lucian pointed out as he made the ring, "This circle is where the main Pokemon must fight in. The Support Pokemon have to stay outside this circle until they perform their move. If for any reason the main Pokemon gets tossed out of the arena, the fight is paused until the Main Pokemon re-enters the arena. If he doesn't choose to do so, then the round is forfeited by them." Lucian had completed his circle and had now sat down next to Willow, "I guess single battle will do for now."

Garrett's eyes flashed, "Right. Support Pokemon, go!"

Two PokeBalls opened on their own accord, out spilling a Croagunk and a Diglett. They took their positions on the outer side of the arena. Garrett's eyes peered through his glasses confidently as he pulled out his third Pokemon and tossed it into the arena.

"Main Pokemon, go! Nidorino, I choose you!"

The Nidorino emerged, purple spikes encompassing it's solid body as he landed on his end. Garrett closed his eyes in concentration, sitting down in a monk's stance as he did so. For a moment, everything was calm and silent. Then, his eyes snapped open, a purple haze added to their typical beady stare. The Nidorino found itself staring at it's claws, gripping them as if he tested them. Finally, he turned to Radegast.

"We will win together," he spoke. At the same time, the Nidorino spoke those words as well, as Radegast's Pokemon would discover. Meanwhile, Lucian arched his brow as he realized what Garrett had done.

"When did you have time to perform a Spirit Bond?" he called over to his companion.

"Bout the same time you got off the rag," he shot back with attitude. It was clear he didn't want to talk about it.

Lucian laughed and turned to Radegast, wondering how he would react. Garrett was typically awful in combat. But now that he would be controlling Nidorino directly, he would have more fluidity in motion. He wouldn't have to make call outs. And he could do exactly what he wanted to perform. But he didn't know if he'd trained with Nidorino in that form. For all he knew, this could be his first go at it. Any number of things could happen and any number of things could go wrong.

But one thing was for sure. This fight was going to be very interesting.

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Radegast's hand faltered as he strummed. Mind-melding with a pokemon? A complete mockery of individuality… or was it an ultimate expression of connection between pokemon and… human? trainer? His guitar-playing became oddly simple as his gaze resembled Elder’s under the shade of his cap. He was not sure what to think of it.

The unusual sight did not affect Rage, however. All a Spirit Bond did was inform Rage that reaction time would be on par with his own, if not slower by a minute degree.

“FRIEND-CRYSTAL, FRIEND-OPERATIVE! BE READY!!” Rage glanced back to the Operative and Crystal, who positioned themselves outside the circle. After a quick strategy session with Elder, Rage stepped into the ring, his suddenly unwavering eyes widened in focus. The moment the match began, Rage burst forward to close the distance. He sweept a Low Kick to start off the match.

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The Nidorino (or was it Garrett), didn't seem to be phased by the sudden burst of speed nor not bring able to take the first blow. Instead, he leaped out of the way, a carefully timed jump to which the Nidorino took his airborne stride to strike upon Rage with a Horn Attack. Garrett wasn't talking. His mind seemed to be in a different place.

Lucian noticed that the boy in the cap didn't bother with call outs either. That evened the playing field a bit. Typically, he was so quick to determine this boy the winner of the fight over Garrett, but now he wasn't sure. It could go either way.

He took the time to talk with the boy, seeing that he let his Pokemon do all the strategy, "So, what's your name? I don't think we got it." His eyes seemed to transfix upon him, the purple and the pink giving an unsettling stare.

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“It’s Radegast,” Radegast replied, “Weird name, I know. Though not as weird as that mind-melding stuff.” He began to strum again. “I’m not sure how that works, to be honest… But it looks about fair.”

Rage’s left hand shot up. A mere inch from piercing, the Primeape had caught the horn with the Nidorino in mid-air. With his right hand, Rage delivered a savage Karate chop uppercut to send the Nidorino flying. Crystal blasted an Aqua Jet to send the Nidorino even further into the air. The angle of the Aqua Jet also sent the Nidorino into a mid-air spin.

Then the Operative hopped and threw a rope of uncharged webbing. Rage caught the rope and threw it, unravelling, at the Nidorino. Upon sticky contact, Rage allowed the spinning Nidorino to essentially wrap itself with the stringshot using the momentum. With a couple of wraps, Rage’s eyes blazed with fury as he bellowed a war cry and gave a savage tug. With the added force of gravity and the impromptu Seismic Toss, Rage would send the Nidorino crashing into the ground.

“I AM THE IRON FIST!” Rage bellowed as the sweat of his palms dissolved the sticky substance of the string shot, allowing him to let go of the rope. With a huge, thunderous stamp, the ground cracked around him as Rage emitted another savage war cry. “EVEN AGAINST A TRILLION GODSI WILL NEVER BE STRUCK DOWN!!!! MY CLAN WILL NEVER WITNESS ME LOSING AT THE ANCIENT WAYS!!!!!”



THE CHIEFTAIN WAS A PRIMEAPE CALLED STEELFIST, FOR HE THOUGHT HIMSELF STRONGER THAN ANY CHAMPION OF THE ANCIENT WAYS! HE DARED GIVE MY FURY ORDERS, A DIRECTION THAT I THOUGHT ILL-FITTING FOR MY INFINITE FURY! STEALING FOOD BY STAMPING ANOTHER CLAN? MAKING THEM SUFFER AND SERVE??? HAH! I WOULD NOT DARE DESTROY SUCH WEAKLINGS! THEY MUST BE ABLE TO GET STRONGER SO THEY CAN PROVIDE A FINE FIGHT IN THE FUTURE! I WILL NOT LEAVE THEM CRIPPLED! A TRUE WARRIOR ACCOMPLISHES THEIR GOALS WITHOUT SLAVES!!!!

I VOICED MY CONCERNS WITH THE PATIENT UNDERSTANDING I AM KNOWN FOR!!!! ENRAGED AND OFFENDED, THE CHIEFTAIN CHALLENGED ME TO THE ANCIENT WAYS. A PRIMEAPE THREE TIMES THE SIZE OF MY MANKEY FORM! HE STOOD NO CHANCE!!! I WAS FASTER! MORE IMPORTANTLY, I WAS STRONGER! I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THE STRONGER!!! THE CHIEFTAIN SURRENDERED HIS TITLE, BUT I REJECTED THE PRIZE! A MERE TITLE IS WORTHLESS TO MY IMMEASURABLE POWER!!!! DAMN POLITICAL TECHNICALITY GOT ME EXILED ANYWAY!

SUROS… I WILL SURPASS YOU! YOUR GOD-LIKE POWER IS WHAT MAKES ME WANT TO FIGHT HARDER! I WILL NOT LOSE! I CANNOT LOSE!!!! NOT UNTIL I BEST YOU IN THE FIELD OF COMBAT!

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Lucian chuckled as Radegast brought up the topic he seemed most concerned with, "The Spirit Bond? To be fair, none of us know the magic behind it either. But if you perform the right ritual, you and your Pokemon's mind can meld into one functional being for as long as you wield concentration towards it. I'll show you the hieroglyphics in which the process was outlined on, but I wouldn't consider trying it unless you and your Pokemon share a bond so strong it's unbreakable. Believe me."

His different colored irises seemed to glow with a sense of angst in them as he gave Radegast a stare so intense, it would likely chill him to the core, "You do not want to know what happens when you fuck it up."

However, not even a Spirit Bond could deal with the brutal onslaught Rage, Crystal, and the Operative dished out on one fair swoop. The Nidorino was juggled in the air by multiple attacks before finally being slammed into the ground, defeated. Garrett's eyes suddenly shot open, his mind being firmly placed back in his own body.

"Gah," Garrett shifted positions to where he wasn't sitting cross-legged as he rubbed the back of his head in what appeared to be serious pain, "How in the...I didn't even get to use my Support...ow..."

Lucian got up from his position to check on his friend, "You alright there, buddy?"

'I've got the biggest headache," he groaned in reply, to which Lucian just shrugged.

"Well, you've seem me do it enough times to know that the damage you take in the Pokemon's body carries over to your body should you break concentration. Not to mention the amount of concentration you're putting forth just to perform the Spirit Bond. I'm sure you have a hangover times fifty right now."

"Ugh...I don't want to move..." Garrett slumped to the ground, shutting his eyes and trying to ignore the pain. Lucian grabbed the three empty Pokeballs and put the occupants back where they belonged. Lucian didn't even need to call Sarah as she walked over to him and started grabbing his arms while Lucian held his legs. Together, they carried the poor Garrett over to the makeshift benches to rest.

"You went into this blind, didn't you? Like I did when I first did it?" Lucian held a knowing smile over Garrett, who didn't answer. They both knew he did.

He tsked at him, "You should learn from my mistakes. You should've practiced the Spirit Bond multiple times before testing it out in battle. Instead, you rushed headlong into this. Although I will give you the benefit of the doubt. You finally changed your tactic."

Lucian gave Willow a look and an incline of the head towards the battle field, indicating that it was his turn. Willow simply shrugged and made his way to the side of the field Garrett had been on standing apart from Radegast. Lucian turned to Radegast to reiterate the rule.

"This one will be best out of three. That means have a standby Pokemon to jump in just in case the Primeape does get knocked out. And it can't be a Support Pokemon who jumps in so if you want to change your strategy, now is the time."

"He calls himself the Iron Fist..." came a weak interjection from Garrett.

Willow's eyes gleamed with...something. Just a flash of emotion. Then, he turned to his belt and picked out three Pokeballs from it. He eyed the trainer in front of him with a blank expression, waiting for his move.

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It was an unusual magic trick, to be sure. Radegast’s own critical gaze relaxed as Rage utterly dominated the Nidorino with enhanced mental capacity. After Lucian delivered the warning about the dangers of this so-called ‘Spirit Bond’, Radegast resumed his guitar-playing at full capacity. “Ehh, I wouldn’t wanna try it anyway,” Radegast’s smile in light of the stare may have been more unnerving. “But if it works for you, power to you, dude.” He figured Garret would be alright. If what Lucian said was true, Garret’s condition was perfectly normal… and all the more reason for Radegast not to take interest in the Spirit Bond.

“He calls himself Iron Fist,” Radegast heard Garret say. Odd… he accepted the suggested name ‘Rage’. Perhaps this “Iron Fist” is some sort of title. Maybe the title was related to why the Primeape found this “Pokken” ritual so familiar. Elder would know for sure, he could understand the mad Primeape. That’s all that mattered to the human.

It was a best of three, as it turned out. Radegast and Elder exchanged glances, and the Haunter called for another huddle. As Radegast returned to his music, he called “I’m sure it’d be fair for my friends to see what you have in store,” he gave a sly grin, contrasting against Willow’s otherwise expressionless face.

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Willow didn't react to the comment. He merely tossed his two support Pokemon to the side of him, just outside the rink. The redness faded to reveal a Magneton and a Lucario. While the Magneton made sense, Lucian scratched his chin at making Lucario his other support rather than one of his mains. Lucario seemed to function better that way.

But Willow was the wild card for a reason. He could strike an opponent down effectively with just about any combination.

The silver haired boy threw out his first main Pokemon, a rather comical looking Pokemon. The Water Fish Pokemon slapped the ground with his aqua blue tail and gave the Pokemon on the other side a wave accompanied by a derpy grin. It was Quagsire.

"Another interesting choice," Lucian muttered as he analyzed the fight from afar. Should Lucian be in Willow's shoes right now, he would've done the opposite, Quagsire in support and Lucario on the offensive. What was he up to?

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A Quagsire, the Operative knew her electrowebbing would not help. Elder whispered between the trio and they chanted “1-2-3-Break!” Crystal and the Operative remained Blood Brothers, whereas Chrome and Elder watched from minimum-safe distance, closer to the arena than Radegast was with his guitar.

The Quagsire was about the size of the larger-than-average Primeape, give or take an inch. The ground-typing left Rage at a disadvantage.

The Ancient Ways were different. A Fighting-type and a Psychic-type were on closer to even ground when it came to this proving ground. The only thing that mattered in the Ancient Ways was skill and raw power.

The Quagsire’s dopey smile would normally enrage the Primeape, but Rage remembered Roxie, remembered Radegast, remembered Suros. This was no time for blind anger. The wild was the time for blind anger. Even with his personality, Rage never lost his temper needlessly in his old clan.

Per Elder’s recommendation, Rage tested the waters. (Pun not intended.) He kept enough distance to see the Quagsire’s next move move coming, and his eyes blazed a lust for destruction, a blink of light and pure anger that manifested in a terrifying Leer. “I WILL NOT LOSE! GLORY FOR THE LORD-REGENT AND HIS FRIENDS!!!”

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Quagsire began moving to remain opposing to Rage, stepping in time as the two danced around in the circle, probing the other for weaknesses and contemplating strategies and the like. Willow kept his gaze on Radegast, never wavering to glance towards the fight in front of him. He just...stared.

Then, his finger shot forward, pointing down towards Rage, indicating he was going to make a call out. But he made no noise. Quagsire tensed up, as if he was going to perform a move to counter the Leer.

But the attack never came from him. It was Lucario, who had taken the time to shift around and used Rage analytical approached to the Quagsire to sneak behind him without his noticing, that dealt the first blow with Extreme Speed, an attack that was extremely hard to dodge anyhow not to mention when Rage was caught off guard. The blow had enough force behind it to send Rage flying right into Quagsire, who timed a swift and powerful chop with his fin to slam into Rage's temple, the familiar sign of Brick Break.

Lucian nodded approvingly at the cunning use of strategy. He'd utilized a similar trick that Radegast's Pokemon had used moments before. The first strike, although powerful, was merely a set-up to the surefire hit that Quagsire was able to deliver. He continued to make idle conversation with Radegast, "So, whatcha doin' around these parts? Besides partaking in random battles against kids younger than you." he added the last part jokingly.

Willow still held that blank expression, his face revealing nothing, no celebration or anything close to it. It was still a long fight ahead of them, he knew.

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Radegast chuckled as he played the chords to Please Mr Please, “Just livin’ life as it comes by,” he grinned as he slowly swayed in his seat to the rhythm, “Same as my friends. One of our latest adventures told them they really wanna get stronger, so that’s our goal.” He got the feeling that the boys didn't think too highly of the laid-back fifteen-year-old, especially not that Willow. Radegast could tell that he and Willow wouldn't get along. The silent command reminded Radegast of someone he once knew and preferred not to remember.

Rage did not expect the Lucario’s sneak attack to come so soon. He did keep an eye open for the flanking Lucario, as did his allies, but they did not expect such a quick attack regardless. Despite the clean hit of the Extreme Speed, it was not unwelcome. The momentum applied to send the Primeape towards the Quagsire was, in fact, very welcome.

Being sent into the air made any potential ground-focused moves moot. Being sent into the air saved Rage the energy of jumping, and he was already soaring towards the Quagsire at a speed not even his own bounding could accomplish.

The difference between Rage being in mid-air and the Nidorino being in mid-air was that the Primeape was not helpless. Both of Rage’s arms shot out at once. The first arm swung upwards in an attempt to parry the Brick Break, while the other shot out in a straight, spear-like chop. The momentum of being launched coupled with the already explosive power of Rage’s regular attacks, coupled yet again with the shuddered defenses via the Leer, who knows how much damage the Quagsire would take from that single attack.

"BRICK BREAK IS INDEED POWERFUL, BUT BRICKS ARE MERE CLAY!!! I AM THE IRON FIST!!!!!!!" Rage somehow managed to shriek in the milliseconds of flight like some bullshit action anime character during slow motion in an attempt to save on the show's budget.

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In any other circumstance, Rage's parry may have worked well here, effectively dodging the powerful blow while delivering one of his own. However, this was Brick Break, an attack specifically designed to bust through physical defenses and a good variety of special ones. Sure, bricks were forged from clay, but they kept the big bad wolf from blowing the house down. Rage's parry would do nothing here.

But that did not mean the blow came without a price. Quagsire took the blow to the head at the same time his Brick Break smashed into the Primeape's cranium. Trading blows like that, the force of each was equivalent, sending both Pokemon flying back around the same distance and separating the two. Quagsire hit the ground with a mighty bounce before landing on his feet once more, sliding backwards the last couple of yards. His goofy smile was still plastered on his face, but his eyes held intensity to them. He was more than ready to continue.

Lucian paused, staring at the exchanging blows of the fight, "Stronger? Well, I'd say your Primeape over there is pretty tough already, given how he took the Brick Break. I was surprised that he put Quagsire in rather than Lucario, but now it's looking like the right decision. Still, this fight will be pretty close, I gather."

He started nodding his head to the song Radegast was strumming, "What is that genre? I don't think I've heard it around these parts. It's got a rhythm to it."

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Radegast gave Lucian a puzzled look when he wondered aloud why Willow made the choice he made. “Isn’t it obvious? The Quagsire is an unorthodox opponent. Rage would be right at home fighting another Fighting-type like that Lucario. What I would’ve done was instead of Brick Break, use a longer-ranged attack to keep such a close-range fighter at a distance.”

His words were able to be heard by Lucian, but were lost on Willow, for Rage emitted a powerful shout like a creature twenty times his size. “YOUR BLOOD BROTHER IS A FINE SNEAK, BUT NOW MY FURY KNOWS NO BOUNDS! SING TO ME MUSES! I WANT TO REMEMBER IT ALL!!! YES!!! YEEESSSSSS!!!!”

Rage’s sheer temper caused heat waves to ripple the air around him. He twitched and blurred with signature anger, and he burst forward with fury. As he rapidly approached, the Primeape suddenly swerved low and to the side. Where he was a second ago, an Aqua Jet shot through, aimed at the Quagsire’s face. Though the Quagsire was a water-type, the rippling water jet and surrounding air would make it difficult to see.

Under the cover of the potential distraction, Rage ducked low and swept with his leg. If he managed to kick the Quagsire’s leg out, Rage would follow up the combo with an uppercut karate chop. If he managed to connect both, he’d finish the combo by jumping, locking his arm around the Quagsire’s relatively easy-to-chokehold throat, and perform a Seismic Toss stylized as a Bulldog.

That is, if Tekken Rules allowed the combo to come into fruition…

“It’s a taste of home,” Radegast replied. He didn’t really elaborate on an exact location, but he did add, “My uncle’s a musician, he taught me how to play.”

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"Unorthodox...no doubt. Willow is notorious for his unorthodox strategies. I'm just trying to make sense of this one," Lucian rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Typically in Pokken, you'd want fighters to be your main. Lucario is such a fighter. Quagsire isn't. I mean just in the difference in speed alone between the two demonstrates that."

He looked down at the ground, trying to fit the puzzle pieces together in his mind, "But maybe it's because Quagsire can take a few more hits than Lucario can. I mean, he is a glass cannon by standard terms. So maybe he saw Primeape as a hard-hitting opponent, realized that the fight would go like it did with Nidorino should he lead with Lucario, and switched it up. That makes the most sense, but why have him in as Support then?"

Quagsire shut his left eye as he received a generous dose of high pressure water from Crystal. It didn't hurt much, as expected, and it did lower his visibility and awareness, as expected, but not as much as Rage and company may have hoped for.

It was the one eye he kept open that saved him from the worst option, as he had time to pull a bit of himself away when the Primeape swept at his feet. As a result, only one webbed foot got caught by the blow, to which was coupled by an unavoidable Karate Chop square in the gut, the force of which sent him high in the air. Quagsire recovered quickly, steadying himself mid-flight before realizing where he was...exactly where he wanted to be.

If Rage had been looking closely, he would notice the derpy grin on his face grow just a bit wider as Quagsire suddenly plummeted full force, from around twenty feet in the air into the ground. The massive blast of the blow could only be described as astronomical as the Earthquake was performed, another basically unavoidable attack for Rage to try and power through. This was going to hurt a lot.

But Willow gave no reprieve. Neither did Quagsire. And neither did Magneton, who made the next sudden move. Immediately following the shaking of the earthquake, a loud and annoying screeching sound permeated the air, one that would tear through Rage to his core. The Metal Sound would surely weaken him on a projectile-based front. And that was all Quagsire would need.

Keeping his distance, Quagsire began dancing around the outside of the ring, throwing Mud Bomb after Mud Bomb onto his opponent. The barrage of strikes would not only damage him further in this weaker state, the flurry of mud being tossed in his general direction would also lower his vision on a physical front, making it harder for Rage to even see Quagsire, much less hit him.

"And so the onslaught begins," Lucian muttered more to himself than to any single person. Sarah and Garrett watched with awe at Willow's strategy being utilized to the fullest extent. Chloe held the same stare her older brother held...one of analytics, one of contemplation. She was breaking down the entire scope of the battle and figuring out what components of Willow's strategy could be used in her future battles. Her eyes twinkled with an intelligent light while Lucian held that cold gaze.

And Willow remained unresponsive, always holding that facade without words and using something so minuscule as hand gestures to conduct his strategy.

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Radegast simple continued playing. He didn’t show much of a reaction to the combo, almost as if he knew exactly what Willow was planning. Odd that he didn’t let Rage or Elder in on the secret. “He’s pretty good,” Radegast lightly nudged Lucian’s shoulder with a fist. “You got good friends there, eh?”

Suros eyed Rage as his fur became completely caked in mud. She felt a feeling of Deja Vu, harkening back to when they first met. Mud, messy war paint made from powdered charcoal mixed with river water. “Rage wants to surpass me,” she muttered, “An… inspiring goal.”

“Careful, buddy,” Radegast reached a hand up and lightly stroked the top of the Fletchinder’s head, “You don’t want anyone to surpass you, do you?”

“Let them try, Lord-Regent,” Suros chirped. “I would welcome a challenge one of these days.”

I WILL NOT LOSE!!! I WILL NOT LOSE!!!!!! Rage’s fury only burned hotter and hotter as the pain became excruciating. The mud bombs blinded him more than the Aqua jet could ever hope to accomplish. The metallic screech had left the Primeape’s ears ringing. The shift in the terrain caused Rage’s footing to go completely off-balance. He was on the ground, constantly pelted by mud bombs. DULL THE PAIN, RAGE!! I WILL NOT LOSE!!!! NOT WHILE SUROS WATCHES!!!! However, he was not defeated. Rage slapped the ground to push himself back up. His pig-like nose blasted a puff of air to knock the mud from his nostrils. JUST LIKE STEELFIST!!!! THE DIRTY FIEND!!! Though Steelfist had used Magnitude 10 and Sand Attack instead.

Rage’s eyes shot open, stinging with the mud along the edges of his eyes. Despite the stinging, blurry vision was vision nonetheless. His rage skyrocketed, dulling the pain. The blue Quagsire was a blob in an ocean of blurred greens. It could still be seen… but it could dodge easily if he moved up as-is. The Magneton had performed it’s move, so the Quagsire was entirely on it’s own. For a split-second, Rage managed to consider any option at all.

“YOU HOPED THIS WOULD FINISH ME?!” Rage bellowed, with only a slight, yet noticeable falter in his voice, “IT ALMOST DID!!!! BUT IT DOES NOT MATTER!!!! I WILL WIPE THE SMILE OFF YOUR FACE!!!””

The Operative finally made her move, she had leaped onto the Quagsire under the cover of the mud-slinging that the blue creature was pre-occupied with. She delivered a savage Bug Bite into the Quagsire’s neck, specifically in a rather nasty pressure point. Rage burst forward as the Joltik clamped down her razor-sharp pincers. With the distraction of the sudden bug biting pain, he swung one more karate chop, aimed at the Quagsire’s face… at least, Rage thought he was aiming for the neck, but in actuality his hand was poised to strike the Quagsire in the face. “THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!!!!!”

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"We're a close knit group," Lucian admitted to Radegast, keeping his eyes on the battle, "There are so many people that think we're crazy doing what we do, but we ignore them. The route we take is mapped by us, not by them. And sure, we may not follow simple procedures or turn-based strategy or 'standard Pokemon battle rules', but we enjoy what we do. That's what counts. And that's what we all believe," he smiled, "I can even see it in Willow."

The Quagsire took the vicious bite, which blurred his attention for the moment. That moment was all that Rage needed to capitalize with a swift Karate Chop to the face. The blow hit savagely, and the Quagsire was hit out of the arena, bouncing with a hard thud. He tried to get up, but he'd taken too much damage at this point. He ended up slumping to the ground, defeated. Willow recalled his Quagsire and put the Pokeball back on his belt. Rage had won round one.

"He's pretty good, but your Pokemon have some fight in them," Lucian was quick to point out, "Strategy or not, sometimes a good amount of determination is all we need to surpass the other."

Willow, paused for a moment, staring at Rage in his mud-caked form. The Primeape looked like he'd been through a war zone, and yet he still wore the mud on his coat as if it were the blood of the Pokemon he'd just defeated. A Pokemon like Rage deserved to fight someone on a similar caliber. And Willow was going to give him that fight.

But first...Willow reached into his pocket and threw a large handful of Sitrus berries at the Primeape. The Sitrus berries were made to heal Rage to his fullest potential once more. Willow didn't speak, but he crossed his arms and waited. Once Rage ate the berries, he would relinquish his second Pokemon.

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Rage silently accepted the feast provided by Willow. Sitrus berries were especially effective. After three, the Primeape felt as good as new once more. They made a worthy prize for the performance the Primeape displayed. Rage exited the arena and began wiping the mud off from his fur. Crystal assisted him in this with a weakened stream of water, while Elder used his claws to comb dirt out from the deeper recesses of the fur. They cleaned like a well-oiled machine, as if Rage tearing through rain, snow, sleet, hail, and mud bombs was very ordinary.

Part-way through the cleaning, Radegast had finished the first song, and began to play My my, hey hey. This time, he threw in lyrics and produced the harmonica. From his bag, he also produced a fold-up frame to hold the harmonica hands-free. It felt good to be able to play guitar again. He owed Roxie a great deal, now that he really thought about it. Due to the harmonica frame, Suros had to hop down to the log beside Radegast. She returned to her typical roosting.

After cleaning, Rage strolled around the arena, stamping on jagged slabs of dirt that were shifted from the earthquake. He worked to make the arena level again. Radegast had never seen Rage perform such a rudimentary chore. This style of fighting seemed incredibly important to the Primeape. Elder waited until the next reveal before the huddle and subsequent strategy meeting.

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Willow simply waited until the arena was flat once more. Everyone else sat there in excitement...waiting. They knew what was coming and it was always a spectacle when the moment did arrive. Even Willow's eyes were twinkling and a small smile was on his face, the first real emotion he'd shown since Radegast showed up. After all he wasn't a robot...was he?

Naaaah, that's pretty dumb.

Willow pulled out the PokeBall, his face returning to it's stoic form it typically carried as he let it go forward, opening to reveal the Pokemon within. What landed on the field was something most likely unlike any of them had seen before. The tail, yellow skin, and red cheeks made the Pokemon recognizable instantly, but it was all hidden under a luchador mask and a whole outfit to match. The mask was orange with what appeared to be a thunderbolt jutting out of a cloud designed on the front. The outfit was grey with orange accents and a standard PokeBall design on the front. It smiled knowingly at Rage.

"Hello, my friend," she spoke to the Primeape, "My name is Libre. And I think you're in my arena."

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Upon stamping out the last spike of hardened dirt, Rage turned to face the Pikachu. It issued an introduction, and a challenge. “THE ARENA BELONGS TO NO ONE!” Rage bellowed, “ONLY THE STRONG RESPECT THE ANCIENT WAYS!” He rose a fist to point at the ridiculously dressed Libre. “WILL YOU PROVE YOUR METTLE IN A WAY YOUR PREDECESSOR FAILED?” He indicated the cracks in the ground, pressed back together from the tamping he did. “WE SHALL SEE!!!”

Elder hovered up and whispered something into the Primeape’s ear, resulting in a nod. No-doubt the Haunter had already briefed the Blood Brothers. After the Haunter returned to the sidelines behind Crystal, Rage faced the Pikachu. The Primeape’s eyes once more flashed in an intense, murderous leer. “KNOW THIS, LIBRE THE COSTUMED, NO OUTFIT, NO WORTHLESS TAUNT, WILL ASSIST YOU IN THE ANCIENT WAYS!”

Suros stirred, and Radegast noticed. “Something wrong?” Radegast muttered.

“It is still weak,” Suros replied. Evidently she tensed up a little due to the presence of the electric-type. “I’m going back to bed.” Soon enough, the Fletchinder’s eyes had closed, and her body slowly rose and fell as she slept.

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"Worthless, you say?" Libre took the Leer head-on and gave a subtle wink in response, "We shall see how much strength I place behind my words. And how much strength is behind yours."

As she was speaking, she could already feel her body getting lighter, her movements becoming much quicker. Agility was a bitch and she was about to unleash it's full fury.

Moving with incredible speed, Rage would suddenly find Libre behind him, sending a Discharge through him just as quickly before bounding away from close quarters, now walking around Rage in a circle. All in the matter of a second. "Tell me, hothead," she quipped, "How much is power worth if you can't use it against me?"

Meanwhile, Lucian turned to Radegast's words he spoke to the Fletchinder, a sense of deja vu hitting him almost instantly, "Are you able to talk with your Pokemon? Like, can you understand them?" There was a genuine tone of curiosity in his words.