The Prime Cup Tournament
Episode 1: Opening Day!
"Here, Kaze." a black haired woman called to a Fearow, pointing out the hustle and bustle of people down below. The Fearow nodded and circled in for a landing, putting the woman and her passenger, a girl of about 16 clad in a red T-shirt and jeans, right before the main entrance of Pokemon Stadium. "Keisha, we're here, hon." she called to the snoozing female figure, her deep navy blue hair splayed across Kaze's feathers.
"Already?" Keisha yawned as she climbed off of the Fearow's back. "Why couldn't I have flown on Mina, Mom? Kaze's too slow for me..." she complained.
"Flying takes a lot of energy..." Mrs. Hitaro explained as she reached for Kaze's Poke Ball by her side. "and Mina needs to be in tip top shape if you want to win the Prime Cup." With that, she aimed the Poke Ball at the Fearow. "Kaze, return." Keisha nervously smiled as the Fearow disappeared in a flash of red--she was here to participate in the Prime Cup, a tournament reserved for the best of the best; with no level restrictions. To even be considered for entry, you had to get an invite from the Pokemon Master--which Keisha had received the week before thanks in part to winning the Poke Cup at Fuschia Stadium. The Indigo Stadium was nothing compared to her hometown stadium--Fuschia Stadium could fit inside it and there would still be plenty of room left over! She took a moment to admire the magnificent facility, knowing that she was moments away from battling inside it.
"Coming, Keisha?" Mrs. Hitaro called, snapping Keisha from her daydream.
"Huh...oh, coming!" Keisha blurted as he hurried to catch up to her mother in the crowd. After weaving through the crowd, the twosome found themselves in the main hallway of the Stadium. The entrants line was off to the right, while spectators were in line on the left.
Mrs. Hitaro turned to leave for the spectator's line. "This is it...good luck, Keisha." She gave Keisha one last hug, then departed for the spectator's line.
"I won't let you down!" Keisha called back. This is it! I'm going to prove that I deserve to be here! she thought as she ran towards the entants line. As she waited her turn to approach the front desk, she couldn't help but notice three Pikachus skittering about the hall. Two of them had bows on their ears, but they each wore a differently colored vest: one sparkly red, one sparkly blue, and one sparkly green. "They're cute..." Keisha smiled as the Pikachu wearing red pounced on the Pikachu wearing green in an attempt to grab a yellow ball away. The Pikachu wearing blue tried to stop the arguement, but it got tangled up in the fight! Suddenly, Keisha heard a male voice call "Pikette, Picho, Pikan; come here!" The three Pikachus seemed to forget their arguement and hurried off down the hall. Keisha just smiled as she approached the counter. How cute...
"Name?" the attendant asked.
"Keisha Hitaro." Keisha replied.
"City of residence?"
"All right..." the attendant replied as she entered some information, ultimately producing a card similar to Keisha's Trainer Card. "Here you are...this is your Arena Pass, which will allow you inside the arena."
"Thanks!" Keisha replied as she pocketed the Arena Pass...
"If you'll follow Tara, she'll escort you to the locker room." the attendant replied as a second attendant approached those that had registered...
In the locker room...
"Here you are, Keisha...the locker room." the attendant replied as she led Keisha over to one of the benches inside the locker room. "Good luck in the tounament!" With that, she disappeared, leaving Keisha to prepare for the matches ahead.
First order of business...let my team out! With that, Keisha heaved her six Poke Balls in the air! "Come on out, everyone!"
"Mrow..." a Persian sleepily yawned as it emerged from its Poke Ball. It stretched, then began rubbing against Keisha's leg as she headed to the locker closest to the bench.
"Oh Serena..." Keisha laughed at the Persian. "Do well in the tournament and I'll give you all the tuna you can eat!" This seemed to please the Persian, for a moment before it sprawled out on the bench, interested in the Pikachu that was sitting on her master's shoulder. A Ninetales was by another locker, glancing out towards the tunnel leading into the arena. A Pidgeot perched on top of a third locker, interested in all the goings on down below.
Suddenly, the notes of a fiddle startled Mina, making her tumble to the floor! Serena raced from her position on the bench in an attempt to not get squished by the majestic avian Pokemon.
Calm down, everyone... a Kadabra "spoke" to the other Pokemon. That's only Master Ash entertaining the crowd before the battles begin.
<"NOW you tell me..."> Mina weakly squawked. <"It just started so quickly, I wasn't expecting it!">
<"I wasn't expecting to nearly become a Persian-cake, either!"> Serena hissed.
<"Watch it, Furball!"> Mina retorted.
"HEY!" Keisha rushed to pull the Pidgeot and the Persian apart. "Be nice!" She was suddenly interrupted by the intercom:
Attention please: Would all trainers in Bracket B please report to the tunnel?
"Show time, you guys!" Keisha called. The six Pokemon lined up behind their master as Keisha walked out into the tunnel....
In the arena...
"Welcome, one and all to the Prime Cup Tournament!" a referee called to the cheering crowd. Today some of Kanto's and Johto's very best are gathered here, but out of the 256 entrants, only one will walk away with the trophy!" The crowd cheered again.
Suddenly, Keisha spotted the three Pikachus from earlier perched on one of the balconies overlooking the arena, now wearing tiny cheerleader's outfits and waving pompoms. "Pika pika, pika chu! Pika pika pikachu!" they cheered.
They're cheering for you, Keisha... Trista smiled as Keisha stepped out into the arena.
"I saw..." Keisha replied as she studied her opponent, a younger girl with blonde hair wearing a pink shirt and a blue jean skirt to match Suddenly, some movement in the balcony caught her eye--she watched as the Pokemon Master stepped out onto the balcony to addess the crowd. Trista bowed low out of respect, prompting Keisha to do the same.
"Well, Your Masterness?" a ref asked, anticipating the signal to get the first battle of the tournament underway.
Ash surveyed the sea of people and Pokemon for a moment, then simply spoke. "Let the battles begin!" The stadium erupted into a flurry of camera flashes and cheers as confetti rained into the staduim.
"Looks like they're ready to get started with the Pokemon Tournament Prime Cup!" a commentator began as Keisha and the lass faced each other. "Which Pokemon will emerge the champ in this tournament with absolutely no level restrictions?"
"Trista, let's go!" Keisha called. Trista nodded and hovered into the Ruby side of the arena.
"Furrette, I choose you!" the lass called, prompting a Furret to run into the arena on the Sapphire side.
Interesting name... Keisha thought as the scoreboard blipped to life, depicting the two Pokemon, their HP levels and status. "Trista, use Psychic!"
"Viscious attack!" the commentator noted as Trista fired a blast of blue energy at the Furret. "A powerful blow!" he added as the energy appeared to consume the Furret. "It went down as soon as the battle started!"
The lass watched, horrified, as her Furret fainted. "Eyah! Furette! You're gonna pay for that!" she growled as she hurled another Poke Ball to the floor! "Tuffette, your turn!" she called to the Wigglytuff that now faced the Kadabra.
"'The remaining Pokemon count is 3 to 2!" the commentator explained. "This battle's outcome is far from certain!"
"Tuffette, use Protect, quickly!" the lass called.
It assumed a protective pose! the commentator cried as green stars surrounded the Wigglytuff
"Trista, use Psychic again!" Keisha commanded. But she watched as the blue energy blast merely bounced off the veil of stars, leaving the Wigglytuff unharmed. "Trista, try again!" she called. Trista obeyed, sending another blue blast at the Wigglytuff.
"Tuffette, Disable the Kadabra's Psychic!" the lass commanded. The Wigglytuff sprayed yellow light at Trista, but it wound up bouncing off the stadiums protective shields!
"Keep on using Psychic!" Keisha called.
"Down it goes!" the commentator announced as the Wigglytuff succumbed to the blue energy. "This is the last Pokemon!" he cautioned as the lass summoned her last Pokemon: an Ampharos...
Back in the locker room...
<"Come on, Trista!"> Mina cheered, as she, the Ninetales, and a Dewgong watched the action unfold on a TV.
<"Oh no!"> the Ninetales cried as the Ampharos fired waves of electricity at Trista. <"Not Thunder Wave!">
<"Calm down, Raye..."> the Dewgong replied.<"Trista will come through..."> Raye just winced as the Ampharos hurled a flaming fist into Trista's belly. Trista countered with another Psychic, but the Ampharos hurled a ball of electricity at Trista!
<"That was close.."> Mina sighed, relieved. <"Had that Zap Cannon connected..."> She let that hang.
<"Hey, I think Keisha won the Zephyr Crest!"> Amy called. The other Pokemon hurried over to the TV, just in time to see their master receive a coin with a picture on the Zephyr Badge on it...
To Be Continued...