"Let’s start now," Lance smiled wide at the petrified Eevy, "I’ll choose first. I call, Aerodactyl!"

"Fine!" Eevy stood straight, despite the swinging of the podium, "In that case I’ll choose Sovo! Let’s battle!"

"Do you think he’s going to be able to do this without messing up?" Luri sat on the right of the viewing box, staring down and pondering this match.

"I have no idea," Will shook his head, "He’s already looking dizzy. I hope he can keep himself awake out there."

"I don’t know about this," Jason muttered, "I have the biggest feeling he’s gonna lose."

"OK, Aerodactyl! Let’s get into battle! Use your Agility, now!" Lance shouted.

"Sovo! Use your Agility at twice the Speed of his!" Eevy called.

Both Pokemon continued around the arena, speeding up constantly to keep their opponent at a disadvantage. Sovo skidded to a wicked stop as he realized the arena was pointed in the wrong direction. He stopped and peeked over the edge, gulping hard at the long drop and the water below. He shook himself straight and turned around just as Aerodactyl’s Wing Attack zipped over head. His ears blew in the breeze of its heavily flapping wings. He jumped up and ran across the arena, taking on a Double Team as he did. Now there was a good dozen Espeon running across the ring. Aerodactyl turned around and saw this, tilting his head in midair.

"Great job, Sovo! Now get back at him with a Psybeam attack!"

"Aerodactyl! Use your Pursuit attack, right now!"

Aerodactyl swooped down, heading straight for Sovo. The Psybeam attack crashed into him, but he kept going, pushing through it. His huge wing span was able to catch almost the entire group of Espeon, hitting Sovo away into a roll. He stood and shook off. He growled and dashed forward, jumping up and whipping his forked tail along Aerodactyl’s leg. The Fly/Rock- type roared nastily and arced around, flying back for a second go.

"Aerodactyl! Use your Dragonbreath!"

"Sovo! Use your Psychic attack!"

Both the Psychic attack and the Dragonbreath thundered forward. The Psychic hit the Dragonbreath and both attacks froze solid as Sovo held the attack away. The Dragonbreath started creaking and redirecting. Sovo lifted from the ground and threw the attack away, slamming it into Aerodactyl’s face. Aerodactyl flailed in the air and crashed to the arena, causing chips of floor to fall away and splash down in the water below.

"Great shot, Sovo!" Eevy cheered and jumped wildly, "Now use a Confusion!"

The attack crashed into the ‘sitting’ Dragon with full force. Aerodactyl tipped back and forth dizzily before falling backwards with his eyes spiraling wildly. Will fell face-first to the floor and Jason rammed his head on the wall. Luri toppled over to the side of her chair and Lance screamed as loud as he could manage.

"No way!" he shouted, "No way, no way, no way!" he just about stepped off the edge and jumped back, "That’s it! You’re gonna lose yet! I choose you! Charizard!"

"When did Charmeleon evolve again?" Luri cocked her head all the way to the side.

"I don’t know, but it obviously did," Jason muttered.

"Hey. If he beats her, who cares?" Will shrugged.

"All right now, Sovo. Watch yourself and keep away from its flames. Go in for a Double Team attack!"

"Go, Charizard! Use your Smokescreen attack, now!"

The Smokescreen halted the Double Team before it really even started. Sovo hacked and coughed as the black cloud billowed around the arena. The longer it kept flowing, the blacker Prisma Hall got. Eevy waved her hand in front of her face and tried not to gag. Charizard lashed out with a Fire Spin through the smoke, catching Sovo and sending him whining into the air. The smoke started to clear as Charizard charged forward, slashing across Sovo’s face with a Slash attack. The Espeon tumbled away with a slight whimper.

"You did absolutely great, Sovo. Return now! Now I choose you! Novo!"

"Go, Charizard! Hurry and use your Scary Face!"

"Don’t let him get you, Novo! Use your Acid Armor!"

Charizard jumped and started to use his Scary Face, but realized he was glaring at air. He stopped and looked side to side, trying to find out where his challenger had disappeared to, as he had no idea where he could have gone. A sharp sting in his tail caused him to spin around rapidly and blast a Fire Spin. The fire hit nothingness, causing him to look around totally blankly. Novo was dancing around him, making nasty faces and chomping down on his tail every now and then. Eevy couldn’t help but laugh as Charizard flew into the air when Novo bit down on his wing. The Charizard landed with a slam and Novo revealed himself, laughing his Vaporeon snicker wildly at him.

"Charizard! Use Slash attack now!"

"Novo! Jump away!"

Novo bounced into the air on his tail and landed smack dab behind Charizard. The Dragon swung in for the Slash attack where Novo had been and imbedded his claws into the ground. He made a very odd face and looked overly embarrassed as he flailed and tried to pull away. Novo stood smiling evilly behind him as he pulled and roared at his stuck arm.

"OK, Novo! Now let’s finish this off with a Hydro Pump attack!"

The water washed forward, crashing into Charizard’s back. Charizard roared angrily and pulled around at his arm frantically. After just so much struggling he drooped and crashed to the floor with a grunt and rumble. Novo yawned wide and Eevy cheered wildly. Lance closed his eyes and started getting redder and redder.

"Stop being so stinking happy!" he burst nastily, "Get in there, Gyarados!"

"Go, Novo! Use Whirlpool attack, now!"

"Gyarados! Use Twister attack, now!"

Both of the twisting attacks rushed forward. The Twister pulled the Whirlpool into its spinning power, doubling its attack. Novo’s ears and mouth drooped from their overly cheerful positions to totally scared and embarrassed spots. Eevy nearly suffocated at the huge gasp she brought in as Novo was hit and thrown away with Gyarados roaring a deep cheer for himself. Novo hit the ground and rolled, trying desperately to stand and attack, but there was no use in it.

"You did great, Novo. Now you’d better return. I choose you now, Lovo! Get in there!"

Lance let out a scream of annoyed surprise, "No! No! Anything but that thing! Anything at all!"

"Scared of my Jolteon?" Eevy sneered, "Big baby! Let’s get in there and show that jerk what we can really do, Lovo! Use your Rain Dance attack, now!"

Lance couldn’t decide whether to be angry or upset for that comment, "Get in to that battle, Gyarados! Go and use Dragon Rage attack, now!"

"Use that Rain Dance and get out of there!"

The Rain Dance started pouring as the Dragon Rage tore forward. The Dragon’s attack neared Lovo as he shot to the side with the fiery attack slamming down where he had been just the moment before. He rolled away and jumped up, stepping back as Gyarados moved towards him. Gyarados started charging a Hyper Beam before he heard a very bad phrase. For him, anyway.

"Go, Lovo! Don’t let him scare you! Use Thunder now!"

Lance gagged and choked as the Jolteon grew in static force. Cracks of thunder and bolts of lightning cracked from Lovo’s sides. The Thunder went up and flew down, crashing right into Gyarados’ back. The roar ripping around the arena was definitely not that of Thunder, but that of a pained Gyarados flying to the ground with lightning whipping around his Flying/Water- type body. He crashed to the ground and grunted a surprisingly soprano shriek.

"No way," Luri nearly fell over, "No way she took Gyarados down in one hit."

"Is that even possible? I mean, that Gyarados can get knocked out like that," Will asked nervously.

"I guess so, because he’s steaming with Electric- type power and he’s definitely not moving," Jason pretty much wilted.

"That can’t happen!" Lance stomped, "You can’t beat my Gyarados!"

"Well," Eevy snorted, "Looks like I did!" she snickered wildly, "Call your fourth Pokemon, bozo!"

He was starting to get angry at the snide remarks she was making, "That’s it! I choose you! Heavy Ball!"

"Oh no," Eevy stepped back nervously, making sure to stay on her platform, "Dragonite."

"Eevy! You can’t beat it! You’ve got to forfeit!" Morty jumped, "There’s no way! He’s had too long to train. Beating him with your, no offense, minor Pokemon is impossible!"

"We can beat him!" Eevy growled, "You keep your nose out of my match, Mortimer! Dragon told me I can do anything I try to do and I’m not gonna let this…thing talk me out of it! Let’s go, Lovo! Time to battle!"

"Thing?" he swallowed and started growling, "That’s it! No more playing nice! Go, Dragonite! Show them the Elite will never fall! Use Thunder Wave attack at full power!"

"Go, Lovo! Show them what Dragon said was true! Use your Agility! Now!"

Lovo started forward, paws slamming the dirt arena at a mile a minute. Dragonite lashed out with the Thunder Wave, taking over Lovo’s entire body with a stinging pain. Lovo hissed and growled, skin crawling with lightning. Even his Electric- type body wasn’t totally resistant to such attacks. He squirmed and wailed as Dragonite picked him up a snickered at him. The Dragon turned around, holding Lovo by the tail, and pointed to him with his free arm. Facing Lance and indicating Lovo, he started chuckling. Lance couldn’t help but laugh at his Dragonite’s humor with the paralyzed Jolteon. Eevy let out a long, irritated scream.

"Drop the Jolteon now, Dragonite!" Eevy snorted, growling absolutely evilly, "You have him put my Pokemon down, Lance! Right now!"

"Dragonite. Drop him!" Lance ordered, watching Lovo fly to the ground, "Still want to continue?"

"Yeah!" Eevy hissed, "You hurt my Jolteon and I’m not letting you get away with it! Now go, Zovo! We can do it!"

"Go get it, Dragonite!" Lance stomped, "Let’s get those last three Pokemon knocked out right now!"

"Go, Zovo! Use Agility now!"

"Dragonite! Use Wrap attack!"

Dragonite swung his tail around, Wrapping around Zovo. He picked him up with his tail, raising him above his head and slamming him down to the ground. Zovo let out an angry whine as Dragonite raised and slammed him again, throwing all his weight behind it. Zovo kept spitting fire into the attacker’s face, but it wasn’t even fazing him. He just kept hitting with the addition of Rage.

"Eevy, stop him!" Mizu jumped up, "Zovo could get really hurt!"

"No!" Eevy hissed, "We have to win this!"

"Stop!" Dragonite halted at his Master’s command, "Enough of that!"

"What are you doing?!" Eevy burst, "This is a League match! Don’t you dare stop!"

"I’m not going to stand here and watch your ego kill your Pokemon!" Lance snapped, "Call it back!"

Eevy just kind of stood there, growling, "You did great, Zovo! Return now!"

Will choked as he noticed Eevy’s hair blowing in wind that wasn’t there, "She wouldn’t," he swallowed, "She wouldn’t dare."

"Wouldn’t what?" Luri looked from the match to Will.

"Nothing. I hope."

"I choose you, Yovo! Let’s win this match!"

"Go, Dragonite! Use your Iron Tail attack, now!"

"Yovo! Use Faint Attack, head on!"

Yovo wasted no time in dashing forward and lunging up. Dragonite stepped away, hoping to avoid it, but the Umbreon kicked him in the head, sending him to the floor with a groan and whimper. Lance looked like he was going to topple off the podium.

"Damn it!" Lance actually cursed for the first time since he met Eevy, "Return, Dragonite! Now get out there, Dragonair!"

"Let’s give him a what for!" Eevy stomped, "Attack it with a Quick Attack!"

"Dragonair! Show them an Outrage!"

The attack tore forward, heating the air around it. Yovo let out a sharp cry as it pounded the ground beside him. He rolled away and tipped over the edge. He dug in his claws, trying desperately not to slip off. He pulled himself up and flopped down with a sigh. The Dragonair crashed forward. Yovo shot into the air and bounced over it as it brushed past, huge ear-like wings spread wide as it arced up and around. Yovo scampered into the center of the field and ducked an oncoming Slam.

"Yovo! Jump and Pursuit attack!"

Yovo jumped and crashed a backwards Pursuit into Dragonair’s side as it arced around again. Dragonair slipped to a stop and coiled like a snake ready to strike. Yovo stood panting and growling with a huge scowl.

"Go, Dragonair! Use your Flamethrower!"

"Roll to the side and retaliate with Take Down!"

Yovo cringed a bit before rolling to his right and jumping at Dragonair with a full strength Take Down. Dragonair let out an odd shriek as it flopped away, rolling to a moaning halt. He fought to stand, head pounding in pain. The wings went out and he started to lift off, but he dropped back again, leaving Lance and the other Elite staring with open jaws.

"OK," Lance scowled, "Now you’re asking for it. Return, Dragonair!" his right hand went into the left of his coat, taking out a Poke’Ball he never wanted to use against Eevy, but now had no choice, "You’ll never defeat this one. I choose you! Rage Ball!"

"Ooh shit," Beth quivered up beside Eusine, "It’s huge."

"If you think I’m afraid of that, you’re nuts!" Eevy snorted, "Go, Yovo! Use Faint Attack!"

"Go, Draco! Don’t let him get the best of you! Use Twister attack!"

The hulking Dragonite plowed forward, launching the Twister as he ran. Draco was more than one and a half times the size of a regular Dragonite and more than thrice as powerful. The Twister whirled forward, picking Yovo up and throwing him out and into the wall beside Ash and the crew, who jumped away and leaned to the side as the Umbreon flopped down to the floor beside them, just stopping before spilling over the edge.

"You were great, Yovo. Return now!" Eevy fingered the last usable Poke’Ball on her belt, "You’re my last hope and I know you can do this. I choose you! Star Ball!"

"Eevee?" Lance asked seriously before bursting into wild laughter, "You can’t honestly expect to beat me with that, can you?"

"I can beat you with anything as long as I try. You know it, I know it, Dragon knows it and Vovo knows it! Let’s make this a duel!"

"Duel? I like the sound of that. All right," Lance’s usual sincere smile burned a touch evil, "Go, Draco!"

"Let’s do it," Eevy paid the fact she was getting a bit violent no mind, "Go, Vovo!"

"Agility attack, now!" both of them scowled at the other for calling the same command.

Vovo bolted forward, knowing the Dragonite was already at least a bit tired out and was going to take advantage of it. Draco pounded side to side, crashing towards Vovo at full speed. Eevy knew this was Lance’s last Pokemon and Lance knew this was Eevy’s last. Neither was willing to lose. Eevy still had no idea that there was a temporary Champion waiting for her, though he knew she was heading his way.

"Go, Vovo! Use Rage attack, now!"

"Go, Draco! Use Leer attack, now!"

The Leer didn’t have enough time to work as Vovo ran past and around him. Lance nearly blew up in anger while Eevy stood on the other side laughing insanely.

Lance growled and turned red, "Go, Draco! Use Iron Tail attack now!"

Vovo rolled away as the Iron Tail crashed into his side. Lance noticed Eevy cringing at that, but at that point he was so incredibly angry it didn’t even faze him to remember that she felt a certain dose of her Eevee’s pain. He simply continued with his attacks, not bothering to think about Eevy; until he heard her slightly cry out. That struck his heart head on and he shook himself straight, suddenly realizing what he’d been doing.

"What have I been doing? What have I been thinking about? Winning? Losing? Look at her," he bit his bottom lip as Eevy winced, "I have to end this fast. For her. Once this is over, she won’t be in so much pain," he swallowed and looked dead ahead, "Go, Draco! Time for a Hyper Beam!" his face then tweaked as he thought, "That is less painful?"

"Vovo! Use Double Team attack, now!"

Draco stopped and stared around at the group of Eevee’s surrounding him. He started charging the Hyper Beam and swung it around to his right, cutting them down to about half the group. By the time he was nearing the real one, he was too tired to continue attacking that hard. Vovo jumped away from the fading attack, slipping to a stop at the center of the arena.

"Draco! Wing Attack now!"

"Vovo!" Eevy knew exactly what she had to do, "Fury Tackle attack now!"

Vovo charged forward, hitting Draco’s sides and back with full force. Eevy wasn’t giving up and Vovo could feel the power of his Rage growing each time he hit Draco. He jumped and caught Draco hard in the center of the back. Draco roared painfully and fell on his stomach to the ground. He pushed himself up and fired a Dragonbreath toward Vovo, who hopped away. Draco was so tired he didn’t have enough strength to really attack.

"Finish it, Eevy!" Ash jumped, "Take him out!"

"Beat that Dragonite, Eevy!" Tracey shouted, "Go get him!"

"Come on, Eevy!" Brock stood up, "You can do it!"

"Don’t let him win!" Misty called, "Put him down!"

"Time to end it," Eevy said flatly, "Go, Vovo! Agile Rage Quick Attack, now!"

Vovo gave a quick, high-pitched and echoing shriek as he rammed forward. He slammed Draco’s side, sending the Dragonite into a pained bellow. Lance just about mimicked the cry as his Dragonite was hit with enough force by a tiny Eevee to roll him over. There were slight moaning sounds from both Draco and Lance as it hit them they’d been defeated.

"I won," Eevy choked, "I beat him! We beat him!"

Lance stood twitching nervously, "I lost. I don’t believe it. I lost."

"He lost," Luri whimpered, "No way. Lance actually lost."

"Draco got beat to hell," Will whispered, "We’re all gonna die."

"Lance and Draco can actually be defeated?" Jason muttered, "Woah."

Will and the rest of the Elite marched down the stairs, shoving Lance forward as they hopped onto the platform next top him, "Uh…" he squeaked, "Evangelina?"

"What?" Eevy asked in a slight cheering fashion.

"There-the thing is-you know-well there’s…Uh…"

Will shook his head and jumped to where everyone could see him, "There’s another round."

All happy movements halted, "What?" the entire group asked together.

"Um…" Lance snickered nervously as Will walked to change the arena.

The arena started switching with the battle area turning and slamming into place as the platforms were reformed and reattached to their original spots. A plain, flat rock arena with white lines was all that replaced the Dragon’s arena. Eevy stomped forward with her group following. She snatched Lance’s collar and pulled him down to eye level.

"What other round?" she asked in that deep commanding voice that made him melt.

He twittered slightly before shaking himself straight, "My boss saw us battle the other day and assigned a temp for the Champion position, so you’ve kinda gotta battle him."

Eevy contained her anger and let him go, stepping away with a growl, "Fine. I can take that. Who is it?"

"Uh…We’re not allowed to give that information out at this point," Luri smiled tensely.

"Oh," Eevy said with a nod and suddenly shoved Lance away, "You get him out here now. I want a battle and I want my rightful position as Champion. Let’s go."

"You’ve got Minor Mistress in my book," Jason whimpered, "How about you guys? All in favor?" he heard three I’s other than his own, "There. Minor Mistress of Eevolution Evangelina Hikoboshi. Now isn’t that enough?"

"No, it’s not," a voice called from behind them, "She will battle me and we’ll just see how all works out."

"Uh huh," Will nodded and stepped away, heading for the stairs to the viewing box.

Eevy’s group stared around frantically, "Where is he?" Eusine stared side to side.

"Up there!" Luri shouted back as she ran to the stairs and pointed up on top of the viewing box.

Up, sitting on top of the viewing box, was a man about as tall as Lance. He snickered a bit as Eevy backed away and kept his face well hidden in the shadows. He shrugged and watched her shake a bit at the fact she had no clue who she was looking at. He cracked his knuckles as Lance stepped toward Eevy nervously.

"Uh…Eevy," Lance swallowed the brick in his throat, "You did really good. I’m sorry about your Flareon."

"Thanks," she said nastily and crossed her arms, "He’ll be fine now. Is that all you came to pester me about?"

"Well," he glanced over her shoulder, "One last thing," he jumped forward and kissed her; not on the cheek, but on the mouth, "Good luck," he squeaked and bolted away, "Why the hell did I do that?"

Eevy stood, twitching nervously and blinking hard, "Uh huh," she whimpered, turning around and making odd noises at the stunned glances she was getting, "Did he just-?" she trailed off and pointed over her right shoulder.

"Uh huh," the group said in moaning tones, "He did."

"That’s all well and good," the temp called down, "Can we please begin?"

"Uh um, yeah!" Eevy spiraled around, as red as an apple, "You’ve got it!"

Notes
OK…It’s a tiny bit sappy here and there, but that’s OK, right? Anyway, I’ll be on my way now, since I really have nothing to say. And fwee…That rhymed.

Frie Jr./Typhlosion (Male)
Lvl-62, HP-204, Atk-152, Def-128, Sp.Atk-169, Sp.Def-139, Spd-161
Item-Charcoal, Exp-241889
Ember, Flame Wheel, Flamethrower, Swift
From: Bred from Frie Sr. from Silver and hatched in Crystal

And here’s his father…

Frie Sr./Typhlosion (Male)
Lvl-91, HP-320, Atk-232, Def-225, Sp.Atk-257, Sp.Def-214, Spd-245
Item-Charcoal, Exp-790654
Ember, Flame Wheel, Flamethrower, Swift
From: Silver