I've written other fics, but this is my first time writing a Pokémon fanfic. Basically the premise of this fanfic is that the gang arrives in time for a new Pokémon Contest. However, there is a dangerous conspiracy behind the scenes.
Fuchsia City. 8:30 pm.
"Just give up."
Harley and his Cacturne were on the receiving end of several vicious attacks from, oddly enough, a Jumpluff. Cacturne was covered in bruises as it struggled to stand up. Harley glared at the opposing trainer, who was hidden under the shadows by the moonlight, then looked back at his Cacturne.
“Come on Cacturne,” Harley goaded, “Please, just give up. This battle isn’t worth it!”
“Dang right, it’s not worth it!” Another voice chimed in.
“This is totally pathetic,” a third voice sounded out, “this battle was over before it began!”
“How right you are, boys,” the trainer responded, his sunglasses glinting for a second, “Your Cacturne is very poorly trained. So un-groovy. I’m gonna wrap this up right now. Jumpluff! Shadow Wave!”
Harley watched in horror as Jumpluff waved the cotton balls on its arms. It charged up a mass of black energy and released it towards Cacturne, who didn’t even have the strength to move.
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Occupation: Pokémon Coordinator
(He will be revealed later)