Pokemon Blue Champion Novels & Stories

“I have all the magic in the universe at my disposal. It wouldn’t be smart for you to try and fight me. Besides, I already beat you when I had no magic.” Gator laughed. “You can’t actually think you beat me, can you? I mean, honestly, you know that I let you defeat me so that you would feel strong enough to go after the stone, so that Slate would be convinced that now was as good a time as ever? Look at you. A tiny little girl who must weigh less than one of my legs. And I am a skilled warrior who has been battling and training for hundreds of years.

The dead beast has four arms, just like the last monster, but its skin is red instead of being the color of bark. The next beast comes out, and I recognize the creature as another Bunte. The big champion fighting it is from Cok, and he doesn't waste a second before beheading the clueless monster. The next few fights are fast and easy. Jali was absolutely correct in saying this round is easy for the champions. Now I am not saying the different beasts aren't terrifying. They are. But the champions act like they are nothing. No matter how giant or horrifying the monster is, each champion approaches his enemy with a calm attitude.

Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it. Unexpectedly, one jumped behind Lily, it opened its mouth full of long, pointed fangs, drooling at Lily. She screamed in despair, reaching out her right hand towards the beast. Suddenly, a beam of light from the red crescent-shaped birthmark in the center of Lily's right palm hit the beast. Both animals were immediately drawn to the roadside stand of two stone statues. Neither Lily nor Elias understood what was happening. Lily's body seemed to exude that power, so she lost her strength and fainted. Elias whirled around, taking her in his big palm.

I could not help but laugh bitterly at his naive words. I pulled out my phone. The screen showed a message from Roland Parker, the chairman of Everglory Group. [Hey, Dominic. Grandpa here. It’s been seven years. It’s time to get your act together and do something useful.]

"We are down to the top twenty-seven champions. Our three-way champion winner Captain Bolis of Vaal has chosen to fight a Bunte. Will the other 26 champions line up, please," the announcer says, and the winners walk out onto the field. My back instantly straightens as I look over the line. I know that my mate might be a male who lost on day one or two but seeing these guys makes me excited. They look so strong and proud to be among the half that is continuing.