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    Hello and welcome to Crossover Battles. What the hell is a Crossover Battle? Well, glad you asked.

    Crossover Battles will pit one character in the site's fan fiction archives against another in a simulated battle. And before you ask, yes, we got permission to use the characters that a project contributor did not create. Unlike other possible incarnations of this project these are not an Evasive Fight Episode. There will (almost) always be a clear winner. Additionally these are not strict roleplays of one character's author competing against another with both in control. Even if the authors who created the characters are working on the project it will work more like a scripted fight scene in the style of the works being drawn from.

    And to address a complaint before it is raised, the battle we write is not necessarily how we think the fight would go down. It's just a stylistic portrayal of how it might, ending with the character we believe would win winning. As for how we pick a winner, well, that's a bit messier and will involve some bias. I can't deny that. But we try to stick to the moves, teams, tactics, and relative power of characters within the story to make a decision.

    In general, battles are assumed to have the following rules when making a decision:

    1) The arena will be a familiar setting to both stories, to the extent possible.
    2) Trainers max out at six Pokemon (their most iconic team), even if they both carry more on occasion. This is more for our sanity than anything else.
    3) Match rules will roughly match those the characters would abide to. Non-violent Pokemon trainers will just go for the end of a Pokemon battle following conventional rules. Soldiers will probably be going for a kill on the opposing trainer. Characters from other series or original fiction will follow their own rules.
    4) Knowledge of the opponent is, within reason, restricted to what the character would reasonably know walking into a fight or could observe otherwise.
    5) Known tactics and moves will be heavily favored when considering how a match would work and writing the battle out.
    6) Depending upon the combatants, any rule above could be voided.

    As far as content ratings go, the thread as a whole is rated Teen. Individual battles will default to the highest rating of a represented series.

    But enough of that. On to some battles.

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    Geoffry v. Kephi (T)
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    Comments are welcome. Flaming is not. Due to the relatively heightened passions this sort of thing could cause in the wrong people, if the content of your post is primarily negative and/or focuses upon something other than the writing quality of the battle I ask that you send it through me or the Project Manager of the battle via PM rather than posting in the thread.
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    Geoffry v. Kephi (T)


    Flaze: Good evening everybody and welcome to the first installment of this new special Bulbagarden only (at least for now, who knows) series known as Crossover Battles! I am Flaze and I'll be your host of the day along with the lovely Diamond (because her name is too complicated for this kind of scenario)!

    diamondpearl876: Hey, what's that supposed to mean?! ...Anyway, today we've released a special battle for you to read! The characters we used were Kephi (a venipede from my own Love and Other Nightmares) and Geoffry (a wurmple from @GastlyGibus; A New Life)!

    Flaze: Yep yep. Now I think it's time we do some explanations for this. Basically we grabbed these two stories and read them then we just decided to pit the characters against each other. But we took into account the character's own place in the story, their roles as well as skills so that we could decide who would win this battle.

    Now Diamond, as you are the writer behind the lovely swearful Kephi how about you give us a bit of an update on his background and story at least of what we know so far in your story.

    diamondpearl876: I suppose I could do that! I took on the role of writing Kephi because, well... he hadn't had a battle in my story yet! Anyone else would have had a hard time writing a character only I knew about.

    Kephi, in a nutshell, is a vulgar, sarcastic pokemon whose goal is to battle and become as powerful as his role model from when he was younger. In the latest chapter, his past was revealed, and readers learn that Kephi suffered a near-death experience which has since restricted his physical movements as well as his poison-type attacks.

    While writing this I felt that Geoffry was a perfect opponent, as the wurmple gave Kephi that confidence boost he's been searching for during the story itself. It was an interesting experience for both the writer and the character.

    Geoffry isn't your character, Flaze, but I'm sure there's some things to be said about taking on someone else's character. Any comments about that?

    Flaze: Well like you said Geoffry isn't really my character. At first the reason it took me a while to really decide when we should start this was the fact that I was scared that I would get it wrong me and GastlyGibus are actually good friends so I was afraid to make him mad with the way I represented Geoffry.

    But anyways Geoffry himself is the protagonist of A New Life, he's kind of a coward but overall he's a really peaceful Pokemon if a big loner at the end of the day. He likes to live in peace and hates fighting because he doesn't see the point of it, usually preferring to spend his days on his tree and living a peaceful life.

    This little Wurmple is a very sarcastic fellow and he really holds no punches when it comes to trying to get what he wants, even if he always grabs the route that won't get him hurt. It was a bit of a difficult situation to write this because at the end of the day Geoffry had only had one short battle in A New Life so far so instead I based myself off of what a Wurmple living in the route Geoffry inhabitats would know and I went from there. I probably made him a bit more battle capable in the sense that I ended up kind of giving him a fighting style that suited his character even though in the story he doesn't yet have one but I think it was really fun overall to portray him and I gotta give Gibus thanks for making such a fun character to portray.

    diamondpearl876: Thank you for those comments, Flaze. I'd also like to thank GastlyGibus for allowing us to use his character and thus helping the two of us expand our horizons as writers.

    Now that we've introduced the characters, shall we get to the battle itself, Flaze?

    Flaze: Right! Now to get to the main event! The Crossover Battle of the Century between these two crazy rude, slightly annoying worm Pokemon!

    Now. It's time for a CROSSOVER BATTLE!

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    A New Nightmare

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    It started as just another night in the forest.

    Kephi was busy finding dinner for the night. He picked at some leaves, leaving them half-eaten before scurrying over to the next plant, as if somehow its leaves would taste better than the previous ones. When he wasn't satisfied, he ate some flowers and berries. Occasionally he saw a metapod or kakuna lying idly on their sides, but he ignored the helpless pokémon and went about his business, as he was still hungry.

    Nothing seemed particularly appetizing tonight. It got boring, traipsing through the same tall grass time after time. Only the seasons changed, and the availability of rations. So Kephi decided to take a new approach. He scuttled over to the nearest tree and looked up. It was a long way away, but surely he could reach a branch and scout for food from that angle.

    He muttered something to himself about those damn flying-type pokemon that he had to watch out for constantly, then attached himself to the trunk with the suction cups on his legs. When he felt secure, he made his way toward the nearest branch, hoping to stop and survey his progress before going any higher.

    What he didn't notice was the trail of slime he left behind. What he did notice, however, was a wurmple named Geoffry sitting on the tree branch, unaware of anyone else's presence while eating a small piece of leaf.

    Another bug-type pokemon, awake at this hour? This wasn't going to end well, Kephi could tell. He wasn't one to kill or attack without provocation, but...

    "What the fuck are you doing?" he asked. "This is my tree branch, so scram."

    Geoffry turned around slowly, a surprised expression on his face. An annoyed grunt came out upon realizing that there was someone else standing on his tree. The wurmple had just been having a late dinner, enjoying the comfort of his home that was hidden well enough so that no predators would target him. It was one of his many pride and joys, being able to keep himself safe.

    It was a pride and joy that was now being usurped by a very rude and imposing venipede.

    "Your tree branch?" he asked, frowning and glaring at the venipede. "You're in my tree, not to mention you're leaving that disgusting trail of slime behind you!" he yelled before looking at the slime trail that Kephi had been dragging with him. "Do you realize how uncomfortable it'll be to crawl down through that?"

    ...Yeah, this wasn't going to end well at all, Kephi thought. Smug pokemon like the wurmple were meant to be the main prey for predators around this area, not strong, independent pokemon like himself.

    Kephi mumbled a curse under his breath in response to Geoffry's accusation. He dared to look behind him, and indeed he saw a dark yellow substance sticking to the trunk. The slime hadn't been there when he was climbing, so its origins were obvious.

    "Like I care about you getting down from my branch," Kephi said, disdain clear in his voice. "If you need help, though, I'd be glad to push your sorry ass off."

    This reaction got Geoffry to step back slightly as he realized that he was dealing with someone he couldn't reason with. He hated the idea of battling and especially disliked pokémon that jumped at the chance of doing it. "Come on, is violence really the answer here? Are you not sentient enough to talk through your problems?"

    Kephi snorted. Was the wurmple serious? He couldn't tell. His first impression had told him the bug-type was also violent, considering its confidence and sarcastic personality to boot. But now that the opportunity had presented itself, Geoffry seemed to be all bark and no bite.

    "You're right," Kephi said, but not without rolling his eyes first. "Violence isn't the answer, but vengeance is. So I'll say it again. Get the fuck off my branch."

    "But I was here first!" Geoffry protested. "You wouldn't feel happy if a stranger suddenly went to your home and tried to get you away. Plus there's a lot more trees around," he exclaimed with slight exasperation as he glared at Kephi. He backed further away, his mind trying to figure out what he could do if things went more sour. "How about taking your slimy... back to another tree?"

    At this, Kephi laughed. Not only was Geoffry moving closer to the branch's ledge, but also he just didn't have the guts to say a swear word.

    "My slimy ass, you mean? I don't think so," he said, inching forward. "Besides, I'm glad I picked this tree. I wanted to know what interesting things I could see from up here, and right now, your terrified expression has made it worth it."

    "Seriously, what's wrong with you?!" Geoffry exclaimed, realizing that he was getting closer to the ledge now. "You just come in unannounced and then start acting like this? What kind of civilized Pokemon are you?" He groaned, unconsciously stepping closer to Kephi to protect himself from falling.

    "Hah! So you do have guts." Kephi shook his head. "That won't get you far, though." He paused, then added, "I never claimed to be civilized, by the way."

    With that, Kephi lunged at Geoffry, reveling in the the other bug-type's surprise and horror.

    Kephi's body collided with Geoffry's, sending the two of them spiraling downward. The forest's tall grass acted as a cushion as they landed. Kephi's predatory instincts kicked in as he went away from Geoffry, regained his composure and waited for his opponent to forfeit or defend himself.

    Geoffry, meanwhile, cried out as he tried to regain his own composure. He stared at Kephi before looking up at the tree. Well, there was no way to get away now. They were fighting in the middle of the night despite the danger of being found by a bigger predator. Normally, Geoffry would be running... or crawling away now, but the fact that it would mean both losing his home and proving the usurper right kept poking at him.

    "Fine, if you're not going to reason then I'll have to fight too." He frowned before beginning to run... or crawl toward the poisonous pokémon with a tackle attack.

    Kephi saw Geoffry exert as much force as it could muster, but it wasn't a lot. The bug-type skittered with its tiny little legs, and thus all Kephi had to do was move out of the way. He went toward the tree they had just fallen from, as if to protect it, but it was really only to spite Geoffry. He wanted to make the bug-type think things were hopeless, that whatever this tree was to him now wasn't going to be the same again. Kephi was, at least, interested to see if the wurmple would gain speed or change direction in an honest attempt to fight.

    Geoffry stared at Kephi, realizing that his tackle had had no effect whatsoever. He looked up at the tree in fear, worried over what would happen to him if he kept trying to push his luck. As he looked at the tree and then at Kephi, he realized something that he could do, a way to fend him off without having to fight. Geoffry raised his backside into the air a bit, only for a long thread to fire out and stick to one of the higher branches of the tree.

    "Bye!" he called before pulling himself up with the thread.

    "Oh, for fuck's sake," Kephi mumbled, watching as the wurmple actually used a smart tactic to escape. His head leaned upward as he wondered what he should do next. Should he pursue Geoffry? Should he let Geoffry go? In all honesty, he wasn't interested in the tree, nor was he interested in eating one of his own kind for dinner.

    This was about honor or something like it, he supposed.

    He didn't climb back up the tree. Instead he inhaled deeply, then exhaled while releasing a large blob of poison. He wasn't adept at using poison-type attacks, so at best he hoped to strike Geoffry or his string shot directly, and at worst he hoped to strike the branch Geoffry was climbing toward. As luck would have it, he hit a piece of Geoffry's string shot and stopped Geoffry dead in his tracks.

    "You have got to be kidding me here!" Geoffry yelled as the thread he had made was quickly cut off thanks to Kephi's poison attack. Once this happened the wurmple began to fall to the ground once more, bouncing against the ground with a loud thud before squirming. "You just couldn't let me be happy, could you?"

    "It's your fault for being a wimp," Kephi said, smirking. He was especially smug since his attack had hit dead-on, which didn't always happen with a weaker species like venipede, and especially not with venipede with dexterity problems like himself. "Why won't you fight?"

    "Why should we fight, though?" the wurmple argued back, glad that the venipede seemed to have finally decided that talking would give better results. "We're fighting in the middle of the night, and all because you had to insist on invading my tree, and excuse me if I just feel that us fighting for no reason is a stupid thing to do," he explained with a frown, keeping his glare fixed on Kephi. "Just go find another tree, leave me alone and none of us have to get hurt!" he exclaimed, though he mostly thought of himself when he thought of someone getting hurt.

    Kephi yawned, as if he hadn't been listening to Geoffry's spiel at all. "Not excused," he said, then curled up in a ball as if he were going to sleep. In reality he was about to use his rollout attack, and he prepared to take Geoffry by surprise as he added, "If it can't be my tree, then it's nobody's."

    And with that, he sprinted forward onto his head, his body coiling into a ball and aiming straight toward the other bug-type. To save himself, Geoffry would have to move out of the way, but that meant allowing damage to his tree at the same time. If his resolve was as strong as Kephi thought it was, then he would fight back this time around.

    Geoffry was about to jump away just as Kephi had planned, except he noticed how the tree would be hurt because of the ordeal if he did jump away. He looked at the ground before shifting around frantically, trying to find some kind of solution. Finally, he turned to the rolling Kephi once more, his eyes determined as he turned around and fired another shot of threads, this one spreading around like a spider web to try and trap Kephi on his tracks.

    Kephi's movements started to falter as he felt a sticky string wrap around his body. He wobbled back and forth, struggling to aim toward Geoffry like he had originally planned. Soon he lost control and went careening to the left and into a bush with thorns on it, which cut into his exoskeleton. He uncurled his body, only to feel pain spreading through his legs and torso.

    He grunted and mumbled obscenities to himself as he stepped out of the bush and glared at the other bug-type. The rollout attack had only been used to Geoffry's advantage, and he was anything but happy.

    Geoffry was completely shocked that his attack had actually caused such great results, especially since he had done it out of the blue. He was alarmed by the fact that Kephi had gotten hurt, something that would surely destroy any chances he had of trying to settle things without fighting. He wanted to ask the other pokémon if he was okay, then try to explain himself and his actions.

    He knew, however, that that would bear no fruit, and while he had initially thought of using a tackle attack again, he realized that it would just bring about a repeat of before and get him too close to Kephi for comfort. Instead he decided to take his chances. He firde another web of threads at him, aiming to trap him in a net before he was able to charge again.

    Kephi tried to hop away. He managed to move a couple inches before having no choice but to initiate his protect attack. He closed his eyes and used an absurd amount of energy in an attempt to calm down and build a barrier around himself. A purple aura soon surrounded his body, and though some of the web grabbed hold of his antennae, most of it fell pathetically to the forest floor. Geoffry stepped back in shock, not expecting for Kephi to have unleashed a protect attack so suddenly.

    "Okay, I better go now," he muttered to himself before looking up at the tree once more and pulling the same string stunt from before, using a thread to pull himself up the tree while Kephi fended off the attack.

    Kephi shook off the threads on his antennae. Thanks to Geoffry's weak and defense-oriented battle style, it turned out to be an easy feat. The poison- and bug-type smiled to himself. He was tired from gathering so much an energy at once, and he was ready to end this battle here and now.

    He performed rollout once more. Overall he attacked with less vigor, but it was enough to shake the tree. Geoffry was a second too late and couldn't attach himself to the tree branch firmly. The rollout's momentum and power caused Geoffry to lose his balance and fall once more.

    Kephi had given up on the damn bug-type, and so he kept rolling. He kept rolling and hit the wurmple dead-on. Geoffry groaned loudly as he was sent sprawling back on the ground. He lay still. He felt a searing pain going through him that made him let out a grunt. Finally he knew that he couldn't win, that he would lose either his home or his life. He looked at Kephi quickly before closing his eyes, deciding that maybe pretending he was out for the count would make the venipede go away.

    Geoffry's plan worked, but not to the extent he had been hoping. Kephi relented and turned to leave. After a moment he stopped and peered up at the tree that had started this whole mess.

    "Stupid tree. Stupid bug," he muttered, then inhaled and felt poison gather in his mouth. When he had accumulated a decent amount of the harmful substance, he spit it out toward the tree, covering the trunk so that Geoffry couldn't climb it anymore. "Slime and poison. How's that, motherfucker?" he added.

    Then he left for good, the pride of his victory welling up inside as Geoffry simply went to occupy another tree in the forest.

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    Flaze: Well wow that sure was an interesting battle wasn't it?

    diamondpearl876: It sure was, Flaze! ...Admittedly, I feel a little bad that Kephi won, since he's my own character and all... You think we could go over why Kephi won and not poor little Geoffry?

    Flaze: Yeah you're right Diamond as always. But basically as Project Manager I ended up thinking a lot about exactly who would win the battle and then I went to you about it.

    But basically as explained before Geoffry is overall not only a pacifist but he actually isn't any good at battles, he's only had one official canonical battle in his story which he pretty much just got beat up in and overall he's not the type of guy that would fight, so it's not like he's got the conditions for fighting anyways.

    Compared to him Kephi has a bigger hang of his skills as a fighter, plus Geoffry's strongest attack Poison Sting is innefective against Kephi due to the Pokemon's poison typing. Couple that with Kephi's experience and drive for battle and Geoffry never really had a chance.

    It's sad really but it looks like Geoffry is going to find a new home for himself, not like he'll be there for too long, you'll know why if you go and read the story ;)

    diamondpearl876: Poor Geoffry! I wasn't disappointed with the fight he put up against Kephi, though. As you said, others will have to read A New Life to see what's REALLY happening to Geoffry... And I have to say, I enjoyed reading it for this battle, so I recommend it to everyone! Anything else to add, Flaze?

    Flaze: Well I'd like to add that they have to check your story out too, it's certainly a good read as well. But overall I hope that this battle was enjoyed by everyone, especially the original creator of this idea @Rediamond; this is only the first installment in this new series though so you should stay tuned for the next one coming out....when is it coming out again Diamond?

    diamondpearl876: The next battle is due April 4! @AetherX; and @Arkadelphiak; will be portraying [REDACTED]! Look forward to it! :~)

    Flaze: Yes sadly you won't get to see us in that battle :C but You'll instead get to see us in the battle after that! but still tune in for the next installment of Crossover Battles!

    diamondpearl876:Okay, until next time!

    Next time...

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    Geoffry v. Kephi

    ~Rediamond
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    It's here woohooo! this was really fun to do actually xD so I hope that everyone enjoys it.

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    This is a great idea. I loved the battle, even if it was between two little bugs in the forest. I look forward to the next installments.

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    W00T!!! It's finally out! What a nice battle, and I just hope that the characters are actually true to their original personalities and such. Great work, you guys!

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    Lemme guess, you were inspired by Death Battle from Screw Attack, right? Anyway, definitely looks like an interesting concept and I'm keen to see more in the future.
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    I've been meaning to leave a comment here for a while, I suppose now's as good a time as any. Sooo, how am I going to do this, I think I'll use a modified version of my usual format.

    Technical Accuracy/Style
    Technical Accuracy was generally good from what I recall. Stylistically it was ok, though rather a lot of unsubtle telling rather than showing to reveal motivations and thoughts.

    Aptness
    Yes, I know, but it wouldn't be much of a review if I didn't consider whether the premise was a good one. In so many ways you're starting off on the back foot with a Wumple as one of the combatants. And you haven't done what I hoped you wouldn't - namely, just write a curb-stomp. Frankly, if every wild Wurmple that ever faced any challenge just got immediately mashed into pulp they'd never have developed Poison Sting in the first place. Putting Geoffry up against Kephi is about as appropriate a match as I can think of. I personally would have liked to see more of Kephi's headstrong and unpolished battle style hindering him during the battle

    Story/Characters
    Not a bad story, given the length of the piece. It kind of meandered back and forth - in this case I'd say that's appropriate, given that neither of these pokémon have trainers. I'm torn between whether I want to consider Kephi's petty spite appropriate or contrived. In Love and Other Nightmares it's pretty well established that he likes be a jerk, but on the other hand his animosity towards Geoffry also comes across as an attempt to create a reason to battle out of nothing. Which is also kind of the point, so I suppose my main complaint is that it doesn't feel as natural as I'd like

    Nevertheless, Geoffry's way of dealing with it I particularly liked. It was consistent with his behaviour in his parent story and makes sense in the context of wild pokémon. A Wurmple would be evasive rather than try to battle head-on. There is, however, the problem that there are any number of perfectly good trees in the forest. Kephi's own pettiness sort of mitigates that problem, and that Geoffry does try escape over battle, but I don't think it's entirely solved as a problem.
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    On the point of motivations for the fight seeming like it was done just so that they would fight it out..yes you're right:p but that was also the point, I mostly guided myself based around the web show this is based on and I honestly don't feel bad about it.

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    Geoffry raised his backside into the air a bit, only for a long thread to fire out and stick to one of the higher branches of the tree.

    "Bye!" he called before pulling himself up with the thread.
    Not going to lie, I laughed out loud in public at this part.

    I'm not sure if I had the full crossover battle experience this time around since I haven't read either of these stories, but oh well. I came in here expecting to root for Kelphi because he's a venipede, but then he's such a JERK and Geoffrey is a little sweetheart who didn't deserve any of this but then again Kelphi's a venipede and incredibly entertaining... I was torn for who I wanted to win the whole time. D: That's not exactly a bad problem to give me, though.

    I agree with Pavell that it felt a little bit contrived at times (which I was perfectly able to accept and ignore given the concept), but if you wanted to, you could make the tree seem more like something worth battling over if you emphasized how nice of a tree it was in the beginning. For example, having Kelphi go after it because it looked like an exceptionally comfy and safe tree to sleep in compared to all the other trees around, rather than him picking it at random.

    Overall it was a really fun and entertaining battle. Given the power difference and the personalities of the two characters I'm surprised it didn't end up being a curbstomp, and pleasantly surprised at that. Great read overall, can't wait for the next installment. :D

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    ??? v. Sai (T)

    Hello and welcome to a new installment of Crossover Battles! Today’s battle is between two awesome dark fic protagonists: Sai from Survival Project by @diamondpearl876; and the unnamed protagonist from {some rise by sin} by @Elysia;

    SAI
    Sai is a not so average trainer journeying across Johto. His background is almost completely a mystery, but his odd mannerisms and ability to speak to Pokémon hint at him being abnormal. In battle he prioritizes the wants and needs of his Pokémon. He prefers simple attacks and playing to the strengths of his Pokémon over more complex strategies. His Pokémon include Senori, a moody yet compassionate Sentret; Kuiora, a cocky Croconaw obsessed with getting stronger; and Atis, a shy but experienced Hitmontop.

    ???
    She's a citizen under a Team Rocket-imposed dictatorship in Johto, which plays directly into the main conflict. Her story begins with some mysterious powers at play, which unfortunately get her headhunted by Team Rocket during a magnetic apocalypse. Aside from being a fairly normal (and wonderfully sarcastic) individual, her strengths lie in her compassion for others. Unfortunately, this also plays out as a weakness that others can take advantage of (I'm looking at you, Silver). Her Pokémon team consists of Icarus the Murkrow, Gaia the Metapod, and Atlas the Houndour. Icarus is the star of the show, being a bloodthirsty little guy with quick wit. But the real question is: how will this protagonist fare against Sai and company?

    Now, It's time for a CROSSOVER BATTLE!


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    {some rise by survival}

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    A warm, sweet wind stirred the depths of the Ilex Forest. Senori stood tall on his tail, peering through the trees. Leafy shapes shivered and little sets of eyes occasionally glittered. But in the dying orange glow of the setting sun, the forest only grew darker.

    “I think we’re lost,” he said sullenly, lowering himself back to the ground.

    “Lost?” someone from behind said. “Lost?

    “Yes. I can’t see anything.”

    “No, we’re not,” a new voice from behind him replied. “I know exactly where we are.” Kuiora strode proudly past Senori.

    “Do you?”

    “We’re in a forest!” Kuiora said matter-of-factly, and continued confidently forward through the dense underbrush. “And it’s definitely a dark one!”

    Senori rolled his eyes. Their trainer, Sai, followed Kuiora without comment. The final member of their team, Atis, was not far behind. Senori sighed and went after them. A few minutes of hushed silence went by as the group trudged through the thickening shrubbery. Eventually, the forest gave way to a small patch of open grass; delicate flowers peppered its face.

    “Well, isn’t that pretty?” Atis said softly.

    Sai came to a halt and sniffed the air, looking around. He squinted at the far edge of the meadow. His Pokémon, uncertain, looked on as well. He stiffened and got a look of vacant surprise.

    “I think there’s—”

    Atlas, stop!

    “NEW FRIENDS!”

    A young houndour burst from the trees at the other side of the meadow, sprinting straight at Kuiora. Mouth agape, tongue flailing, he tackled her at full strength and the two tumbled through the grass.

    “Aaugh!” Kuiora screeched, flinging her stubby arms and receiving a face full of earth, the houndour in tow. Their combined momentum landed them in the adjacent bushes with a crash.

    Atlas, don’t— oh no.”

    A ruffled-looking girl had stumbled into the clearing, and froze at the sight of Sai and his Pokémon. The metapod in her arms looked equally shocked.

    “Oh, Arceus.” She ran a hand through the fringes of hair near her braid, cringing. “Look, I am so sorry,” she held out her hand around the metapod, “he got the scent of something and ran off, then I lost him and— he’s just kind of excitable.”

    A murkrow sat on her shoulder, eyeing the newcomers with glittering eyes. Sai had been staring at it as the girl spoke; he blinked a few times, then looked back to her.

    “Sentret! Croconaw! Hitmontop!” the murkrow screeched.

    “Yes, thank you, Icarus,” the girl growled at it. “I’m just passing through,” she continued. “Sorry to bother your croconaw.”

    “No, no! I’m Kuiora!” she shouted, trying to push Atlas and his endless licking off herself. “Tell her my name is Kuiora, and I will not tolerate this! I demand to fight this thing!”

    Sai smiled at Kuiora, then to the girl. “That’s Kuiora. She’s not happy with you.”

    “. . . Sorry.”

    Atlas regained his footing and barked, naturally, right in Kuiora’s face. “Oh boy!” Atlas’ tail slapped through the air. "I just love my new friend!”

    Kuiora –who had successfully wrenched her tail from a pricker bush— threw off the houndour and scrambled back to her feet, smarting. She glared; Atlas crooked his neck. Kuiora slung an arm back and punched him square in the face. He didn’t seem to mind too much, and responded by pouncing on her once more.

    The girl held a hand over her mouth, shocked. Sai was silent with amusement. They watched the scuffles and screeches for a moment.

    “Anyway,” she looked back to Sai, “I should probably get going.”

    There was a nervous undertone, a sincere hurry in the way she spoke. Her eyes flashed between each of Sai’s Pokémon. “Don’t want to hold you up . . . you know? Hey, Atlas,” she barked sharply, “let’s go.”

    Atlas, still straddling Kuiora, interrupted his licks and whined at her.

    “Let me fight him!” the miserable croconaw cried to Sai. Her restraint was quickly deteriorating. “Please! You know I want to get stronger, Sai! Please!”

    Atlas.”

    It was then that Sai gained a brilliant revelation.

    “Battle me,” he told the girl.

    “I . . . what? Why?”

    “Because that’s what trainers do when they meet, right?”

    “Uh . . . I guess?”

    “Then let’s battle. We need the training, and so do you.”

    “Well, you see, I really gotta—”

    “Yes! Yes!” the murkrow broke in. “Yes! Battle! Battle!” he cawed, buffeting his trainer in the face with his wings.

    The girl spluttered, brushing feathers from her face, and shoved the murkrow off with one arm, the other still clutching the metapod. She sent a glare at to murkrow, who returned a smug look.

    “No,” she pointed right between his eyes, “we will not battle. We have to go.”

    “Boss says yes,” Icarus said to Sai.

    “Boss says no, actually.”

    “Boss lies.”

    Sai just marveled at them.

    “Isn’t that something?” Senori remarked to Atis.

    Fine,” the girl finally spat. “I suppose we have to start somewhere. Atlas, let’s see what you can do.”

    “Good! Kuiora and Atlas have already started anyway,” Sai said excitedly, suddenly bursting with energy. He darted over to the edge of the clearing. The girl moved hesitantly around the blue and black creatures. Atis and Senori stood attentively behind Sai. The murkrow took back his perch on his trainer’s shoulder.

    “You sure you wanna do this?” she called to Sai.

    “Yes.”

    She turned to look at her personal pest, muttering something to him about behaving himself. Icarus let off an earsplitting caw, and the battle began.

    Kuiora grabbed ahold of Atlas’s midsection and hurled him away before crawling back to her feet. Despite being tired and roughed up, Atlas looked like he was having the time of his life. His tongue drooped from the side of his mouth as he panted happily.

    “Now,” the girl began, “start with— aaugh!” she grasped in futility at the murkrow, who had taken off from her shoulder and dive-bombed Kuiora. “Icarus, don’t you dare!

    Hey!” Sai shouted, holding out his hands. “What are you doing?

    “Icarus, no!” the girl yelped.

    Kuiora covered her face to protect it from the onslaught of beak and talons. Atlas yipped in excitement.

    Icarus, you get the hell back here now!” the girl commanded, pointing at her feet.

    With one last nip at Kuiora’s head spikes, the murkrow obeyed. He alighted on her shoulder, puffed up with self-righteousness.

    “You can’t use two Pokémon at once,” Sai growled.

    “I’ll take ‘em both on!” Kuiora assured her trainer, ignoring the blood drizzling down her head. “No problem! Nope!”

    “I know. Oh, Arceus I’m so sorry. He’s never done a proper battle before,” she explained, glaring at the demon bird himself. “He’ll be waiting his turn.”

    “Why, Boss?” Icarus asked his trainer.

    “Because we’re supposed to go one at a time,” the girl said exasperatedly.

    “Why?” Icarus replied, his head cocked to the left.

    “Because that’s just the way it is.”

    “Why?”

    “I am not going to have a debate with you!” she said, stomping a foot. “Look,” she turned to Sai, “maybe this isn’t such a good idea. We can hardly see each other in the dark, anyway.”

    “Well, I really think that—”

    “There is no way you’re getting out of this that easily!” Kuiora hissed, bearing her claws. The girl looked confused at all the hissing sounds directed at her, but clutched the metapod to her chest involuntarily.

    “No, it’s okay,” Sai said. “I didn’t know it was your first time. Let’s keep going.”

    The girl gulped.

    “Kuiora, use water gun.”

    The croconaw inhaled and let out a blast of water at Atlas, who took it at full force. He yipped in discomfort and tumbled backwards.

    “Atlas, you’re supposed to dodge those,” the girl sighed. “The croconaw isn’t your friend right now.”

    “Okay! Not friend now! Friend soon!”

    The now sopping wet houndour responded by dashing towards Kuiora and latching onto her arm. She shook him around, but his bite was too strong. Atlas held on determinedly, growling through a mouthful of croconaw arm. His stubby little tail wagged in delight.

    “Use water gun again,” Sai said. Atlas’ face whitened and his jaws released, but his efforts to escape the torrent of water were in vain. The blast hit him in the snout, sending him rolling through the grass. He laid there, whining at his owner through the pants.

    “He’s done,” the girl said quickly.

    Begrudgingly, Atlas slowly pushed himself upright and retreated to his trainer’s side, head hung low.

    “Alright Gaia, it’s your time to shine.”

    The girl set her metapod down on the grassy floor gently, and stepped back. The Pokémon uprighted herself and stared down Kuiora. The whites of her eyes glimmered in a nearly predatory fashion.

    “It’s . . . kinda giving me the creeps,” Kuiora said over her shoulder to Sai.

    “Keep fighting,” he waved her off. “Try something like—”

    “String shot! Everywhere!

    A thin line of whitish goo erupted from a small follicle below Gaia’s eyes. Kuiora, caught off guard, leaned off to the side and felt a rain of the stickiness. Gaia directed the beam en suit, splattering her foe with the goo. It hardened into a string and Gaia began to spray more.

    “Snap through it, Kuiora.”

    “Of course! Nothing can hold me!”

    Kuiora grabbed on to the line connecting her to Gaia and gave it a solid yank. With a strange croak, Gaia was flung forward; she flew through the air and smacked into a tree trunk behind Kuiora, dragging dust down with her strings.

    “Smart!” Senori clapped to Kuiora. She beamed.

    “. . . Arceus,” the girl whispered, completely pale. She shuddered, her eyes going vacant for a second, and returned to reality. “Don’t let your Kuiora do that!” she snapped. “That’s dirty!”

    “I didn’t tell her to do that.”

    “You’re just jealous I’m winning,” Kuiora scolded Gaia’s trainer.

    “Kuiora, come back.”

    Her jaw dropped involuntarily.

    What?” Senori gasped. “Sai, don’t be a fool, you’ll lose the advantage!”

    “Don’t question me. Kuiora, get back here.”

    Only understanding one side of the conversation, the girl looked awkwardly back and forth between Sai and Senori, unsure whether he was totally insane, she was totally insane, or this kid could actually talk to Pokémon.

    “Atis,” Sai pointed at the battlefield. “Take her place.”

    The hitmontop nodded slowly and approached where Gaia had fallen. This wouldn’t be too hard, as a metapod couldn’t move, but he felt kind of bad about it. Gaia almost looked sad as she leaned against the tree, a single silky thread connecting her to a low hanging branch.

    “Sai,” he shook his head, “it’s a metapod. I don’t . . . think it’s right for someone like me to be in this fight.”

    “It’s a battle. Just fight and be done with it.”

    Atis sighed. “I’m really sorry about this,” he said as he prepared a kick that would finish the fight in a single blow. “Really, I am—”

    SNAP!

    Atis dove out of the way of the falling branch. Gaia had yanked the string connected to the branch above them. Atis hadn’t been expecting that, but barely managed to avoid it. He stared at the heavy limb, realizing how bad it would have been if it had hit him. Perhaps this was a fair fight, after all.

    As if on cue, a spurt of string shot came from the other side of the leafy debris and splattered Atis in the torso. “Ugh!” he cried, feeling it pull at his skin.

    But the shot had given away Gaia’s position, forfeiting the advantage of camouflage. A second shot flew towards Atis. He covered his face, wincing slightly. Another sticky explosion wrapped around his hand, dangerously close to his face, but Atis kept moving forward. Fighting through the sticky string and the obstacle of the fallen tree branch, he found her.

    “Oh, now this just isn’t fair…” he muttered in pity.

    Finish it!” Kuiora screamed.

    Gaia’s eyes were completely round. She squeaked as more string shot bubbled at her orifice. Atis delivered a hard kick that sent Gaia flying back towards her trainer. She ran over, murmuring comforting words, and picked up Gaia with utmost care.

    “Good job, Atis!” Senori and Kuiora cheered. Atlas, at the other end of the field, gave a sigh.

    Atis looked over at the murkrow perched on her shoulder, knowing what was coming next. And after seeing how that murkrow had ambushed Kuiora, he wasn’t looking forward to it. Atis shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, absentmindedly picking at the remaining flecks of string shot. He was unsure what to do. This bird was an enigma. A fast, violent, terrifying enigma.

    “Okay Icarus, now you can go,” the girl said, pointing to Atis.

    The murkrow burst from its roost and dove straight towards Atis without need of a command. On instinct, Atis dove sideways just in time for Icarus’s talons to snag nothing but thin air.

    Icarus swept low to the ground and banked hard, coming back around towards Atis; he hunkered down and stretched his arms forward to prepare to catch the murderous ball of feathers.

    “Maim! Kill!” Icarus cackled as he neared, clearly pleased with the natural advantage.

    Atis squeezed his eyes shut in fright and waited for impact, but none came. Icarus instead swung around behind him and slashed his back with a golden talon. Atis cried out in pain.

    Icarus, no,” the girl said tiredly. “No maiming and definitely no killing. Just… peck him or something.”

    As Icarus came in for another attack, Atis managed to get his wits together enough to jump forward and grab ahold of a wing, pulling Icarus down to earth. Icarus squawked in surprise, finding himself pinned down supinely.

    “Good!” Sai said encouragingly. “Knock him out!”

    It was a short lived victory. Icarus screeched and pecked ferociously at Atis’s face. Atis shouted in surprise and covered his face with his arms, releasing his hold on Icarus’s wings. The bird immediately took off again, deliberately swatting Atis across the head with his wing as he went. It was too much. The overwhelmed hitmontop tumbled backwards; he slow to get back up.

    “Ugh,” he wiped at the previous cut on his back, feeling dirt in the drying blood. Icarus came around again, talons outstretched and cackling maniacally. Atis made an attempt at dodging, but the murkrow was just too quick. Icarus became a flurry of wings and claws, buffeting and slashing Atis unrelentingly. Atis could only muster a few halfhearted punches, slowly withering under the onslaught.

    “Sai,” he moaned, “you know I’m at a disadvantage here…”

    “Okay! That’s enough!” Sai shouted. “Your Icarus wins— no more fighting.”

    Surprisingly, Icarus let up at that. “Win! Win!” he squawked on a victory lap around the field.

    “Thank you, Atis. You did your best,” Sai assured the bruised and beaten hitmontop that was limping back towards him. “Senori,” he nodded to his first teammate, “you’re up.”

    The sentret edged forward nervously. Atis gave him no sign of encouragement as they passed each other. This entire task felt very disheartening to Senori. Atis was a competent, if reluctant, fighter; if he couldn’t take down this bloodthirsty thing, then Senori was not going to have a pleasant time. Regardless, Sai needed him to win, so he would have to try his best. He squared off with Icarus, who was standing idly on the ground with as much of a confident smirk as a creature without lips could manage.

    “Sentret!” Icarus cawed.

    “Yes. Yes I am,” Senori replied slowly.

    “Scared! So scared!”

    Senori shrunk back, embarrassed at being called out. It was true, though. He wasn’t too keen on taking on an opponent whose definition of a friendly battle overlapped with a fight to the death. Icarus cackled and took off, already spiraling around for his first run.

    On the other hand, the girl had calmed down a bit. Her newfound confidence in Icarus —and herself— was showing. “Feint attack!” she shouted.

    “Use tail whip, Senori!” Sai countered.

    Senori tensed up and let his tail rise. Icarus came in low, heading straight at Senori, his talons barely brushing the top of the grass. Just before impact, Senori spun around, lashing out as hard as he could with his tail, but it didn’t hit anything. Caught off balance, he spun a full three hundred and sixty degrees, totally losing sight of Icarus. He had ducked out of the way at the last second and swung around Senori as he spun, just out of sight. Now behind the confused sentret, Icarus tapped into the innate powers of dark-types and plunged headfirst through Senori’s back. Senori gasped in shock as Icarus phased through him and burst out of his chest.

    “Oh no,” he grabbed his chest, “no, no, I don’t like that at all.”

    Ignoring the malignant new chill stuck in his chest, Senori gathered his wits and snagged Icarus’s tail feathers before he could make his escape. Icarus squawked and flapped about violently, dragging Senori through the grass, but the sentret held on tight. When Icarus stopped to turn around and apply his sharp beak to the task of removing his unwanted passenger, he received a monstrous slap across the face. Icarus hit the ground in a daze. Senori nearly laughed. His tail lifted straight in the air.

    “Now tackle!”

    While Icarus blinked himself to his senses, Senori charged onward and slammed into him. Icarus cried out, wings flapping wildly with each bounce. Senori bounced off effortlessly, confidence building, and went for another tail whip. However, Icarus was ready for this one— rather than take it across the face, he caught it in his mouth.

    “Oh, no-no-no—”

    Icarus grinned and took off with his enemy in tow. Though burdened with the extra weight, he flapped as hard as he could to gain altitude. Senori squirmed as he hung upside down. Each jerk of the wings sent waves of pain through Senori’s tail, and he wasn’t entirely keen on getting Icarus to drop him anyway as the ground grew farther away.

    “SAI! HELP!” Senori squealed.

    Icarus!” the girl cried out. “You will put him down right now!

    She picked her words carefully, but Icarus was a rather literal bird in the moment. His beak opened to Senori’s dismay, and the poor creature fell at least ten feet, clunking right down on his head.

    Sai, with fear in his eyes, ran forward and fell to his knees. He picked up Senori, holding his breath. He was thankfully alive, but knocked out cold. His glare smoldered at the perpetrator.

    “Do you know how dangerous that was?” Sai scolded Icarus. “Do you?

    “Yes! Sentret can’t fly!”

    He puffed up in pride, believing he had made some incredible scientific contribution to battling. His trainer looked concerned for Senori, but a little bit pleased that Icarus had managed to take out two of Sai’s Pokémon on his own.

    Sai gritted his teeth at the losses. The whisperings of his defeated Pokémon were starting to reach his ears. He nervously reached into his pocket and clenched the plain white and black die that sat inside. Two grooved circles landed under his thumb. He looked over to Kuiora, who had already been staring at him.

    “Your turn,” he nodded. “And behave.”

    “I will if he does!”

    Kuiora darted back into the battlefield, flexing her claws. Icarus burst from the air and landed on the ground with feet braced. He eyed Kuiora, ruffling his feathers, and stayed tense. Considering the way his eyes kept darting everywhere, it was enough to make Kuiora distrust him.

    “Feint attack!”

    Icarus croaked and vanished into the shadows.

    “Kuiora,” Sai commanded, “don’t—”

    A biting, blustery wind went through Kuiora from tip to tail, and a translucent Icarus flew straight out of her chest. Kuiora, unaccustomed to such swimmy sensations, stood there shuddering.

    “—oh, just hit him with water gun!”

    She coughed out a spray, aiming for the aerial pest. But Icarus swung low and she missed entirely. Kuiora readjusted and missed yet again. However, when Icarus blew right past, she gained a realization, spitting out the rest of the water.

    “If I get his wings wet,” she shouted to Sai, “won’t that slow him down?”

    Sai blinked in surprise. “. . . Yes. Yes, it will.”

    “Good!”

    “Now, do that.”

    Icarus, on the other hand, had far more than a mere ‘well-developed’ sense of hearing, and perched on a tree limb. He cawed, turning it into a hiss, refusing to get any nearer.

    “Icarus?” his owner called. “What are you doing?

    “Lesson number one,” a groggy Senori called drily from the sidelines. “Don’t talk about your plans right in front of your enemy. Or, under certain circumstances, don’t even talk.”

    Kuiora hissed and flung a few stray beads of water at the unwanted commentator. Senori looked unimpressed at the wet spots in his fur.

    “Come on, little bird!” Kuiora taunted. “Are you scared?”

    Icarus just stared.

    “Look at this,” she said mostly to Atis, holding a claw at her enemy. “He’s a dark-type, yet he’s timid? Ha!”

    “Ha! Ha!”

    With a screech, another cold wind burst through Kuiora’s side. Icarus materialized, swooping into a loop far above. Kuiora closed one eye, feeling the water pool up in her throat, and waited just a second.

    A thinner, faster beam of water shot between her teeth. It exploded right into Icarus, showering them both. Icarus, soaked, cried out and dropped down a foot in surprise. He dove on a lower tree branch and positively glowered at Kuiora.

    “Icarus,” the girl sighed, “uh . . . just attack. You’ve got this.”

    “Yes! Maim!”

    I did not say maim—”

    Icarus —now less aerodynamic, but ultimately falling faster— spread his wings and launched himself directly at Kuiora. His blood-colored eyes peered between his talons. Kuiora bent backward at the last second, nearly missing those sharp needlepoints; one of his talons grazed the tip of her snout, and blood ran into her mouth.

    Thrown back on her haunches, Kuiora hissed and drew up her clawed hands. She flattened her eyes in hate at the murkrow. She spat another stream of water at a spot about a yard in front of him. Icarus screeched and could do nothing but fly headfirst into the torrent.

    “Oh no,” the girl cringed, watching Icarus plummet to the ground.

    Not a second later, Icarus drew out a wing, only to see it was entirely soaked. He croaked in disgust.

    “Ha, ha!” Kuiora laughed, coming forward to deliver the final blow.

    This, however, was not the wisest decision. After all, in Azalea Town, Murkrow are said to consist of eighty percent evil and twenty percent sharp appendages.

    “Aaugh!” Kuiora cried at the slash from one of his talons. She recoiled, clutching her palm, and became very alarmed at how quickly she was bleeding. “You sorry little bird,” she growled.

    Icarus leapt up and shook off some water, cawing in her face. Kuiora swiped only for him to duck.

    “Stupid bird—”

    However, Kuiora managed to snare him by the foot, struggling against his constant flapping. Icarus squawked and began pecking her all over —vicious, sharp pecks that dug in.

    “Boss! Help!”

    “Icarus,” she sighed, “I can’t help you.”

    Kuiora, straining, held up Icarus to eye-level while shielding her precious eyesight. He screeched and flailed, flapping his wings in her face, his very own storm of feather and droplets. Kuiora opened her mouth and let out a gush of water all over Icarus.

    The panicked pecking ceased; Kuiora watched through a wall of water as Icarus flailed from her hand. She kept it up for just a few seconds more, and dropped him. The water came to a trickle.

    Poor Icarus, stuck in a pool of expanding water, stared at Kuiora in shock. He struggled his way upward, ejecting water with horrible coughs, and finally made his way up.

    “Boss!” he croaked to his master. “Boss!”

    Thus, Icarus lowered himself to the ground with one more croak —a sad, tired one, in fact.

    No one moved.

    “Did— did we win?” Atis cried.

    All of Sai’s teammates crowded up, cheering incessantly, and surrounded a grinning Kuiora. She threw back her shoulders and welcomed the compliments.

    “Very good,” Sai smiled to her.

    The girl had already been attending Icarus, wiping off the water and covering him in reassurances. The Metapod leaned against her thigh, and Atlas was giving Icarus slow licks.

    “You did so well, so well . . .”

    Sai went over to her with a hand outstretched a little too far. She looked up with an unreadable expression, not moving any further.

    “Thank you,” Sai nodded to his former opponent. “That was a good battle.”

    The girl, however, did not return the handshake. She paused her reassurances and froze. Her hands ran through her hair, loosening the braid without a care. “How will I— how— what am I gonna do? Team Rocket will find me—”

    A couple of the Pokémon muttered to themselves at that name.

    “I’m just too weak here,” she continued. “Vulnerable.”

    Kuiora looked off as they spoke, still stinging from the previous fight, into the depths of the woods. Though it seemed impossible, it had actually gotten darker in the Ilex Forest.

    “Sai,” she suddenly said, “we should help her.”

    He looked down at her in surprise. “You sure?”

    “Yes.”

    Icarus, taking note of their conversation, chirped directly into the girl’s face. “Don’t speak so loud,” she waved at him. He proceeded to shimmy up even closer and let off a squawk.

    “I told you, if I go deaf, it’s completely your fault.”

    Icarus cackled and settled his tired head comfortably on her leg, still panting.

    “Hey, er—” Sai realized he had no idea what her name was. “I can walk you to where it’s safe. Is that okay?” he added at the end, a little concerned.

    She stared at him with wariness. Neither of them really understood each other, it seemed.

    “Okay . . . okay. Just so we don’t get lost again.” She smiled at the Murkrow at her side and looked off into the endless dark. “But thanks. I needed that.”

    “Of course.”

    Sai beckoned his teammates back. “Hey, everyone, let’s get out of here.”

    The girl gently placed the sopping Icarus on her shoulder and took the Metapod up in her arms. Atlas followed en suit. They stood waiting at the edge, still eyeing Sai with some mistrust. The two teams went back into the underbrush, Kuiora babbling on to Atlas about ‘proper technique,’ and Icarus giving Senori a sharp stare. Atis followed silently, guided by Senori.

    Sai took one last look at the pleasant clearing behind them, then limbs and fronds closed over it forever. He turned back to the girl, flexing his fingers.

    “Where are you from? And why are you scared of this . . . Team Rocket?”

    “Oh, you really want to know?”

    “Yes.”

    “Well,” she smirked, “it’s quite a story, in my honest opinion . . .”

    *


    Sai and friends take the win!

    This was actually a very interesting matchup, since at first it seems like it’s not even close. In {some rise by sin} the protagonist has no experience to speak of, and only a few Pokémon. Her primary response to most situations is to hightail it in the other direction. Sai on the other hand, seems to have a basic grasp of what he’s doing, and remarkably competent Pokémon. That’s what it comes down to in the end. Neither train has shown any sort of aptitude for specialized strategies, preferring to rely on the strengths of their Pokémon. The reason why this battle ends up close is because the weakness of two of the members of Sai’s team, Atis and Senori, is that they are not terribly strong hearted or motivated. They would quake in the face of the murderous hell-bird that is Icarus.

    The victory comes from Kuiora. As well as being a strong and competent battler, she is incredibly headstrong. This might be a weakness in most situations, but in this case it prevents her from being at all intimidated by Icarus. Despite the fact that both of them had been tired out by two previous matches, Atis and Senori did more damage to Icarus than Atlas and Gaia did to Kuiora. Ultimately, Kuiora’s determination trumps Icarus’s bloodlust.

    Next time...

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    OH MY GOD
    THIS IS LITERALLY THE BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER
    YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING
    THIS STORY IS AMAZING
    EVERYTHING ABOUT EVERYONE INVOLVED IN THIS IS AMAZING

    “String shot! Everywhere!”
    I FUCKING LOST IT
    LIKE MY SIDES ARE ACTUALLY IN PIECES RIGHT NOW OR WHATEVER THE PHRASE IS

    ...OKAY MAYBE I'M A LITTLE TIPSY RIGHT NOW BUT THIS WAS ACTUALLY A WORK OF ART AND I THANK EVERYONE INVOLVED
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    His background is almost completely a mystery, but his odd mannerisms and ability to speak to Pokémon hint at him being abnormal.
    UNDERSTATEMENT

    {some rise by survival}
    Perfect title. I'm gonna re-name my story after it

    “We’re in a forest!” Kuiora said matter-of-factly, and continued confidently forward through the dense underbrush. “And it’s definitely a dark one!”
    I laughed already.

    “Atlas, stop!”

    “NEW FRIENDS!”
    This is made all the more better by the fact I've already read {as some rise by sin}. God damnit, Atlas...

    Atlas regained his footing and barked, naturally, right in Kuiora’s face. “Oh boy!” Atlas’ tail slapped through the air. "I just love my new friend!”
    HOW MANY MADS, KUIORA


    “I’ll take ‘em both on!” Kuiora assured her trainer, ignoring the blood drizzling down her head. “No problem! Nope!”
    Well, I can definitely say you're staying in-character for her. xD And for everyone, really!

    “Okay! Not friend now! Friend soon!”
    ON A SCALE OF 1-10, HOW FUN WAS IT WRITING ATLAS?


    Atis sighed. “I’m really sorry about this,” he said as he prepared a kick that would finish the fight in a single blow. “Really, I am—”
    SUFFER, ATIS, SUFFER i'm a sadist

    “Oh, now this just isn’t fair…” he muttered in pity.

    “Finish it!” Kuiora screamed.
    A+ character dynamics

    This entire task felt very disheartening to Senori. Atis was a competent, if reluctant, fighter; if he couldn’t take down this bloodthirsty thing, then Senori was not going to have a pleasant time. Regardless, Sai needed him to win, so he would have to try his best.
    And oh no - here comes the angst

    “Do you know how dangerous that was?” Sai scolded Icarus. “Do you?”

    “Yes! Sentret can’t fly!”
    HE SCOLDED ICARUS? That's hilarious. He isn't afraid of being MAIMED or KILLED, apparently

    Sai gritted his teeth at the losses. The whisperings of his defeated Pokémon were starting to reach his ears. He nervously reached into his pocket and clenched the plain white and black die that sat inside. Two grooved circles landed under his thumb. He looked over to Kuiora, who had already been staring at him.
    Wow. Very nice use of the die.

    “If I get his wings wet,” she shouted to Sai, “won’t that slow him down?”

    Sai blinked in surprise. “. . . Yes. Yes, it will.”
    Yay! Kuiora -does- make smart moves like that!

    “Lesson number one,” a groggy Senori called drily from the sidelines. “Don’t talk about your plans right in front of your enemy. Or, under certain circumstances, don’t even talk.”
    i died inside

    After all, in Azalea Town, Murkrow are said to consist of eighty percent evil and twenty percent sharp appendages.
    Wonder who wrote that statistic ;)


    “Hey, er—” Sai realized he had no idea what her name was. “I can walk you to where it’s safe. Is that okay?” he added at the end, a little concerned.
    SAI IS SUCH A GENTLEMAN SOMETIMES

    Urghhhhh, anyway, this was also like a birthday present to me! Happy birthday to everybody! There were some great bits of description - and there wasn't too much but not too little either. The characterizations were great and no match-up, nor the intro/ending, seemed to drag on. Good job!

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    IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!! And I'm glad you both loved it!

    *I definitely did not make up that statistic

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    Oh my god this battle was pretty nice XD I feel bad for Ely because she was always completely against it and ended up having to do it anyways, and for Gaia because...well she's a Metapod :c actully I'm glad you guys actually tried to make that battle more close :o I give you kudos for that. I think boh Sai and Ely came off well off each other, even if they're so different when compared to each other as well.

    Lastly I'd say that Icarus' and Kuiora's battle was the best one xD I think it featured the style of both stories and combined it very well.

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