From: Marco262 (marco262@yahoo.com)
Subject: [PW!] [NC] The Ultimate Battle
Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon
Date: 2000/06/14
(Continuation of Happy Birthday to Me!)
"So, what are we going to do for your birthday?" asked Darian.
Authoraticus scratched his chin and pursed his lips in thought. "You
know, I have absolutely no idea." Darian facefaulted.
"I know," said Authoraticus, snapping his fingers, "Let's have the
Pokémon match of all time!"
"Pokémon match?" Darian queried, completely baffled, "How can we do
that with everyone frozen?"
"Easy," replied Authoraticus, "You'll battle me." He held up a hand
and the air around them began to shimmer. Darian looked up and realized
he was in a battling stadium, standing in the battler's area on the
field. A massive crowd packed the stands, cheering like it they were at
Pokéstock, the Super Bowl, and the final round of Pokémon Championships
at the same time. Torches flared in sconces outlining the field,
although they were completely unnecessary. The bright noon day sun shone
onto everyone in the open roofed stadium. Authoraticus was at the other
side of the field. He had his back to Darian, and was waving
ecstatically with both arms at the hysterical crowd.
"That egotistical bum probably rigged it so they'd only cheer for
him." growled Darian. Then, a cheer went up behind him. He spun around
and saw that
the half of the crowd behind him was chanting his name. Humongous
banners depicted his name along with messages to ran along the lines of,
"You're the greatest!" or "You're #1!". A whole section of the stands
had assigned themselves to holding up a composite of his face, made of
up of hundreds of smaller pictures.
"Darian! Darian!" Five teenage girls waved at him trying to get his
attention. "We love you Darian! You're the greatest!" they swooned. The
oldest of them, around 19, leaned over the railing as far as she could.
"Darian! I want to have your baby!" This time, Darian's jaw did hit the
ground.
"You gonna keep ogling at the ladies or are we gonna battle?" Darian
turned around. Authoraticus had focused his attention on Darian and was
tapping his
foot with mock impatience.
Darian cleared his throat. "Uh, right let's get going." Authoraticus
nodded. He snapped his fingers twice, and a flunky with a black
briefcase came running
up to him. The flunky knelt in front of him and opened the briefcase,
displaying 150 solid gold pokéballs. After a few moments of
contemplation, Authoraticus
gracefully plucked 3 pokéballs from their cases. The flunky then closed
the briefcase and slowly backed away, bowing deeply every few feet.
"Alright," Darian said, striking a fighting pose, "Let's get it on!"
Authoraticus nodded. His previous goofy, care-free attitude
disappeared. A pokémon battle was a serious matter. "Right. Go
Exeggutor!" He struck a classic Ash Ketchum pose and then released the
glinting sphere right into the middle of the field. A bright flash of
light was emitted from the pokéball. The light dissipated, replaced by
what looked like a walking palm tree with faces painted on the coconuts.
Exeggutor flexed its muscular legs and roared out. "Exeggutor!"
Darian frowned slightly. "He's just toying with me. He knows my
Ćther has the advantage. Oh well, might as well play along." He shrugged
and tossed Ćther's pokéball onto the field, with much less of a
practiced flourish than his opponent. Again the brief flash of light,
and a Fearow appeared, wings flared and ready for battle.
"Fearoooooowwww!"
The crowd raised its cheering up another notch. This match was gonna
be good.
Authoraticus lifted up one corner of his mouth in a sinister smile.
"Exeggutor, Sleep Powder." Exeggutor shook its head back and forth,
making its leaves swing and shake violently. "Well," thought Darian,
"Its refusing to obey. Some trainer he is." His look of contempt quickly
turned to panic when he realized that Exeggutor wasn't disobeying, it
was using Sleep Powder.
"Ćther!" cried Darian, fear in his voice, "Evade with Agility!"
Ćther seemed to disappear right before the cloud reached it. Suddenly it
appeared in the air directly above Exeggutor, brandishing its long beak.
"Now, use Drill Peck!" Ćther dived down and plunged its beak into
the middle of Exeggutor's cluster of leaves. Exeggutor cried out in
pain, trying to shake the bird off of it. Ćther held on tight and
rapidly moved its head from side to side, striving to inflict as much
damage as possible to its foe.
The crowd went crazy. Someone in the upper stands remarked, "Did you
see that skill? Wait until the last moment then, POW! Hit 'em where it
hurts!"
Authoraticus looked vaguely concerned. "Psychic!" Exeggutor stopped
its wild thrashing and stood stock still. The pupils in its eyes
disappeared completely. Ćther slowly stopped its movements until it was
lying as limp as a wet rag on top of Exeggutor. With a single, echoing
cry of its name, Exeggutor slowly levitated its victim above its head,
and hurled it into the dirt on the other side of the field.
A cheer rose from Authoraticus' side.
Darian gritted his teeth. "You can do it Fearow! Get up!" Ćther
shakily rose to its feet and painfully took to the air.
Authoraticus pointed at the wounded bird. "Finish it off with Mega
Drain." Exeggutor leaned forward until all Darian could see was the top
of of its palm leaves. Suddenly, a bright green rope of energy lashed
out of the middle like a striking snake. Ćther tried to dodge but in its
weakened condition, the rope easily found its target. Ćther threw back
its head, screaming in anguish. Then Ćther went completely stiff, and a
green glow engulfed its body. Sparkles of energy flowed from under
Ćther's feathers and traveled along the umbilical cord to Exeggutor.
Exeggutor stood up, the cord still attached and sucking away at Ćther's
life.
Darian listened to Ćther's muffled cries until he could stand it no
longer. "Stop! Cut it out!" One of Exeggutor's heads looked at
Authoraticus who nodded, and rope withdrew from Ćther, leaving it
unconscious on the ground. Darian, head down, returned Ćther to its
pokéball and handed it to a Nurse Joy who had ran up next to him with a
tray. She rushed quickly to a computer and put it in machine to heal.
Authoraticus tapped one of his gold plated pokéballs. "1 down, 2 to
go."
TBC...
