Writing The Clash of Land and Sea (Update: Chapter 33)

RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 10]

I will! I'm going to be posting two chapters tonight since they're in parts. I've been really busy on this paper for AP Lang. I'll keep updating a lot more once I'm finished! (It. Must. Be. Perfect.)
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 10]

Here's chapter 11, and part one of the special! I wrote this when I was camping a month back, so it has some detail in it. I also added some extra as well.
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Out of the Swablu! Part 1
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Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

After vigorous hours of rowing the boat, the four of us, Treecko, and Oshawott meet an old abandoned ship.

"Did we drift off course?" Terra asks.

"Just a little," I tell her. While we're stranded in the middle of the water, Sean and I may as well try to get along with these Magma Grunts.

The Abandoned Ship was impressive. Rather than an old rickety, wooden boat, the ship is made of some strong metal. To me, it looks more like a luxury liner--well, it did. The hull of the ship was black, and there was a fine red stripe going across it horizontally. However the color is fading and there is undersea plant-life growing on the ship's sides, beneath the water. Several cabin windows are open, broken, or just gone. There are two smokestacks on the ship--one still up, and the other one has fallen on the deck. The cause of its vacancy isn't that of an ideal shipwreck; the famous iceberg or boulder crashing, the sinking, the dying. Rather, I can see a giant hole in the hull from underneath the water. However, it's almost impossible to tell because the water is somewhat murky at this time...but, if this hole's cause is what I think it is, then maybe...oh, never mind. To make it scary, there is a thick fog all around us.

"Let's get out of here, it's spooky. The fog around this boat is creeping me out," Sean whines. Terra agrees. The two of them begin to pick up the two wooden oars.

"Wait! It could be an awesome experience to see this ship! Plus, there could be some good Pokémon aboard!" I remind them, but it doesn't seem to be effective on them.

"You know, maybe we can find some treasure left on as the boat was sinking. That's completely possible," Alex suggests, and that seems to do the trick.

"Treecko!" my Pokémon cries in excitement.

"Fine, but we're splitting up into Aqua and Magma. We'll meet each other back here in an hour," Sean mutters.

"Fine by me," I say, and I call out Makuhita.

"Makuhita, I want you to Vital Throw me aboard the deck of that vessel, go it?"

"Ma?" it confusingly asks.

"Are you out of your mind? It could crush you!" Terra gapes.

"Makuhita, do it!"

Makuhita lifts me up and tosses me aboard the front deck of the boat. Treecko gets thrown and lands on my face. Once my Wood Gecko gets on my shoulder, I look down below at the rowboat in the sea.

"It's the only way," Alex shrugs, holding Oshawott, and allows Makuhita to pick her up, and sling her over its head onto the boat.

Smack! She lands harshly on the same level.

"I'm okay!" she mumbles.

Sean and Terra then follow reluctantly. Once they're aboard and in ship-shape, I recall Makuhita and stuff the Pokéball into my pocket.

"What about the rowboat? Won't it float away?" Sean asks me.

"Well if it does, I'm sure we can find more on this ship," I tell the group. It seems like a decent answer.

"Come on, Tony! We're going left. Team Magma (he says this with a disgusting taste in his mouth) can go right," he spats, obviously ticked that I persuaded him aboard.

"Whatever," I mutter, and as my group and Alex's split up into different ways, losing view of one another, I think about how I'd rather go with her to explore then Sean right now. At least she's willing to actually look. This may be the ship I'm thinking of! That memory…I'll never forget it. I clutch Treecko tighter as I think of the worst moment of my life. Then I remember that I'm exploring, not lying in self pity.

As Sean and I walk around, I hear a small cry in a pipe extending two feet above the deck's ground. I look inside and put my arms in, and then gently lift whatever is in the tube.

"Swa…Swablu?" the Pokémon faintly whispers. Its wing has a bruise on it, and its head is burning with a fever. I look to see Sean throwing up over the edge of the railing. Sea sickness.

Treecko comes around my waist to see the Pokémon I'm holding. It can tell the fluffy bird is very sick. This bird has a blue body, with white, cloudlike wing puffs extending from it.

"What is that Pokémon?" I ask out loud, and then my PokéNav gives me a short description about how Swablu likes to land on people and act as a hat!

"Sean?" I whisper. He keeps walking, unaware of the recent scenario.

"Sean!"

"What, Tony? Dang, I'm trying to think here," he grouchily shouts.

"Yeah, well give me a hand! I need to find an infirmary quick for this young Swablu!" I cry, swaddling the Swablu in my arms as a mother does her newborn child. Treecko hops on my shoulder and tries to steady the Swablu's mind.

"Just leave it, it's mother will help for sure," he insensitively ends the conversation.

Suddenly a gust of rage hit me, and I begin running a marathon to save this Swablu's live. What if the mother doesn't come? What if it doesn't care? What if this poor thing doesn't have a mother?!

"Forget its mother, we need to help this Pokémon or it will die!" I scream, and I run with my Pokémon and the sick, hurt Swablu towards a flight of stairs just yards away.

"T-Tony? I'm sorry, I'm just…just scared," Sean cries out, adding that he can't find me. I don't care though. I just keeping running.

I probably should be rational about this situation, but you see—when a Pokémon is in danger, no matter what it is, no matter who owns it, I have to save it. So I keep sprinting to find a medical room with my Treecko and Swablu. We keep running through the fog. I don't look down. I don't look up. The problem is, you should always look down at what you're running on. For me, I just ran straight into a dark hole. I fall hard with Treecko and Swablu, and then fight between consciousness and its opposite to save Swablu. I will save this little cloud-parrot.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

"Let's find buried treasure!" I yell excitedly.

"It can't be 'buried' on a ship, unless it is 'buried' underneath clothes or something," Terra points out. She's so lame.

I begin to jog ahead of Terra, despite my weakness of making irrational decisions by myself. I have Oshawott clutched in my arms still, and I'm force-feeding it handfuls of Pokémon Food to keep myself calm (and to which Oshawott replies angrily with a Water Gun to the face). After a while I lose sight of Terra as I glance from behind. The idea of hidden treasure excites me.

Upon my running I encounter a small aperture in the wooden deck.

"Bottoms up!" I shout, thrusting my body and Sea Otter Pokémon into the hole and down onto the lower level.

I land not on my bottom, but rather on my side. The dust from my impact rises into my eyes, and I squint them shut in response. As I climb to my feet, I sit down, leaning against the wall, and breathe in heavily. Terra runs beyond the hole, unbeknownst to her of my decision to jump. Oh well, there needs to be some excitement in life.

. . .​

Sean can't find his friend Anthony. Despite Team Aqua being sea specialists, he has no way of telling his location, time, and general direction in this thick fog. He continues running until he begins to turn right, where he realizes that he's running where the Team Magma girls started off. His plan is to get those two to send out their Pokémon and the three of them find Anthony. However, of course, his plan fails as he finds Terra lost as well.

"I can't find Alex!"

"Seriously? Tony got lost too! I'm not sure where he could have slipped off to, since there weren't any real passageways to go through," Sean tells her.

The two of them decide to backtrack to the rear of the ship—where they find a flight of stairs.

"After you, m'lady," Sean whispers quietly.

"N-no, I insist," Terra cries out.

The both of them decide to walk down together to find their friends. Now they just have to listen for voices.

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Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

I walk around with Treecko and Swablu in my arms, the former keeping the latter from fainting.

"Just a little while longer, I saw a sign saying the infirmary was this way," I inform Swablu, and it lets out a feeble whisper.

"Swa…" Its forehead is scorching hot.

"Ah!" I say aloud, finding the door labeled 'Medical Room.' I open the doorknob and find that the light is solar powered upon looking up. Too bad I don't have a fire-type. In the dark, I find an Oran Berry and have Swablu eat it to regain its strength.

"How are you doing, Swablu?" I ask it earnestly.

"Blu…Swablu…" it weakly whines.

"I know, but it will get better soon. A fever like that just needs to be cured with a Rawst Berry. I'll find it," I reassure the Cotton Bird Pokémon.

I hear someone coming in the room, and I put Treecko down on the small table Swablu is on.

"S-Sean, is that you?" I gasp, fearful to learn the true identity of the creeper.

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Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

I limp to the Medical Room with Oshawott. My foot is hurting, so I'll need to wrap it in something to keep it from bleeding. I may have fallen on some glass. Oshawott and I leap in, but it appears that someone is already in there.

"Terra?" I whisper.

I crack the door open and I see someone; the both of us scream our heads off. Then I slowly open my eyes wide open (from where they were still encrusted with dirt around the edges) and see who it is…it's Tony!

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Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

After the introduction of screams, Alex sends out her Houndour to use Ember on the solar-powered light fixture—and it glows brightly. I glance outside the door to see this is room 10B. Three rooms to the left. But first…

I examine Alex's foot. There are small pieces of glass protruding from the wound, so I find some tweezers and pluck them from the skin. Upon removing the glass, I wash the cut out with disinfectant and wrap it in a cloth. Very soon the white fabric became pink with blood. Later I have to re-clean the wound and replace the cloth.

"Thanks," Alex smiles as her foot gets treated.

"How do you know so much about healing and cleaning wounds, if you don't mind my asking?" Alex curiously asks.

"Oh, no problem. You see, my mother works at the Daycare Center near Mauville City. Back when I stayed with her in Littleroot Town, she taught me how to patch up and clean wounds. She has her own little clinic at the Daycare Center," I explain to her. I miss my mom so much.

"What about your father?"

"My Dad…I don't remember too much about him. All I can clearly remember is him being a very skillful trainer. When I was little, my parents and I went on this cruise ship to Slateport City—from Dewford Town. Apparently it was attacked and we had to evacuate the ship. However only a few were able to board the lifeboats; some didn't make it. My father…he wasn't in my lifeboat, so I'm trying to see if he was as well. My mom figured he didn't make it like the rest of them, and two weeks later she was forced—forced—to be married to this big oaf I hate talking about. He abuses her, and threatens severely about calling the cops," I sigh.

"So you think your dad's still alive?"

"Well, I'm investigating for a reason—this ship is the very one that I lost my dad on. I want to see if he's still in his room…but of course he would be…"

I see Alex thinking to herself about something. She must be relating my troubles to her own personal experiences.

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Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

Anthony's story is perplexing; why would no one come to investigate the ship sooner? What is the name of this cruise liner? Then I think about the part about his dad…and how he honestly wants to meet and have a real father back in his life, while I take my own father for granted and get mad at him for supporting the family. Should I even be on this journey; I have no purpose to keep on. I guess I just need to stick with Team Magma a little while longer…

"What room were you in?" I ask quietly.

"Three rooms to the left of this one; room 13B," Tony mutters, working with that Swablu's wing.

I just now notice that he's trying to nurse a Pokémon back to health. How could this honest, kind-hearted guy be working for the exact opposite team as I am; the evil team…I mean, it's not like I'm oblivious to the fact that Team Magma isn't completely innocent, but we're trying to keep the land from plunging under a rising sea level. Isn't that the right way to go?

"Swablu has a severe fever," Tony shyly stammers, red-faced and eyes concentrated anywhere but me.

"Do you have anything for that?" I ask.

Tony doesn't answer me, but he does search the small medical room for supplies. He truly wants to save that Pokémon.

"My dad is too busy for me; he is the CEO / President of the Devon Corporation; my dad's name is Steven Stone. My mom isn't dead, but she's unable to come back to Hoenn. She won an all-expense-paid trip to Unova, one of the newer regions, and she took the prize with a happy farewell to us for three months. However, she's stuck in Unova. She didn't have a passport, so she has to build up residency there for about half a year more in order to fly back to Hoenn. So I'm stuck without my mother and with my sleep-deprived father," I explain to him.

"At least you know both of yours are okay," Tony sheepishly replies, trying to find the wound on Swablu's wing. He finds it and puts this cream on it, then slaps a band-aid over it.

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Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

After our heart-to-heart conversation about our parents, I find that Swablu's fever is scalding hot.

"Treecko, can you get me an ice pack?" I ask my Pokémon.

Treecko crawls on the shelf with different medical instruments and finds a small ice pack. I place it on Swablu's head and it cools instantly.

"Swa…"

Alex looks over at Oshawott and picks it up, hugging it.

"Osha!"

Down the hallway, I hear a faint boom! as something comes towards the room I'm in. It doesn't sound like a human—so what could it be?

"Swablu? Blu, blu!" Swablu flutters its wings in distress; it must recognize the sound.

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Sean and Terra walk down the hallway after reaching the end of the stairs. Along the walls there is graffiti spelling "Keep Out" and drawings of small green mushrooms.

"What could this mean? I thought no one has investigated this ship before?" Terra asks aloud.

"Maybe they're saying watch out for the 'shrooms?" Sean jokes.

"This is no time to laugh. Let's just keep go-ING!" Terra shouts as she trips over something small.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I tripped over something," she stammers.

"Mish!" the small thing cries, and unleashes a green substance into the air.

"That's a Spore attack! Terra, run!" Sean screams.

He runs down the hallway without looking back. Then he reaches a bend and hide behinds the corner. He decides to glance at where Terra is.

Terra is knocked out on the floor.

"Mish!" the thing shouts again, and then delivers a Headbutt attack at Terra's body—knocking her around.

Eventually it decides to call two other of its kind to help pick up Terra, whose consciousness is lacking.

"Terra!" Sean screams.

However, the Magma girl has been taken captive by these things—Pokémon?—and it appears that she's not going to be given back.

"T-Tony! Alex?!" Sean yelps, running from door to door in search of his friend and acquaintance.

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This part has been brought to you by the guy who's currently eating leftover Chinese food. Yes, he ate and edited at the same time. Skills.


I'll just post the other part tomorrow
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 11]

Oh wait i think one of the main characters should get a dunsparce in chapter 30 something
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 11]

Well I've already picked out their final teams, but you never know!
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 11]

/me looks at the chapter's word count.

2,788 words... Wow, you work fast. o.o

Nice first time they meet each other while they're on missions. :)
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 11]

The other part has over 3500 words. I just haven't put it up yet :p Family over at my house.

This won't be the first time they meet for sure! Stay tuned!
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 11]

Out of the Swablu! Part 2

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Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

Something is banging on the door to the room, and there are marks on the door to prove the effectiveness.

"It sounds like something small is using Headbutt or something," Alex suggests, clinging to Oshawott.

"Then we'll need some time for strategy. Makuhita, come on out and keep the door closed!"

I call out my Pokémon, and the yellow sumo wrestler gets into position to keep the door closed.

"What now? We'll just run out of air?" Alex sighs.

"Blu…"

"HELP!" a scream can be heard down the hallway.

"That sounds like Sean," Alex informs me, and I agree.

"Here, leave this to me. When I say go, Oshawott, I want you to swing the door open!" I tell the crowd.

"Ok. Makuhita, return! Go, Oshawott!"

Makuhita is outlined in red, then zips into its Pokéball. Oshawott opens the door as it was told.

"Treecko, use Quick Attack to make a path for us down the hallway! Three doors to the left!" I yell.

My Wood Gecko Pokémon is amazing fast—all I can see is a white streak going across the room. The small, rounded creatures fall over as Treecko zips past them.

I pick up Swablu and a couple of berries, then run after Treecko. Alex and Oshawott follow close behind.

"This idea was great!"

"We're not out of it yet! Have Oshawott use Water Gun!"

"You heard him, Oshawott!" Alex smiles.

"Osha!"

The creatures are moved back even further.

Alex, Treecko, Swablu, Oshawott, and myself are all accounted for in the room. I shut and lock it. The room has two beds, both with yellow sheets (that aren't molded or anything!), cabinets along the walls, and a nice desk and closet. Sean's sitting on the first bed with Surskit, but he recalls it once we come in.

"Nice of you to join me," Sean says, panting. He had ran into the room before Treecko attacked.

"You made it!" I laugh.

"Where's Terra?"

"Those things…they attacked Terra. They put her to sleep and dragged her off. I barely made it myself," he whines sheepishly.

But I'm not listening anymore. Treecko is tending to Swablu, and Alex and Oshawott franticly listen to Sean's story. I'm looking around the room, which is 13B, and I find something that touches me deeply.

"It's…a picture," I whisper.

Alex focuses back on me and looks at the picture too.

There I am, several years old, with a Pokémon egg in my arms. It was Treecko's. Dad had bred it for me alone. Looking up, I see my beautiful mom and my impressive dad—he just looked like a tough trainer.

"That's your dad?! But he's—" Alex starts.

"Don't tell a soul. I don't even know what happened to him. I want to find out on my own," I snap.

Headbutts can be heard at the door. Everyone begins to panic, and I hatch another plan. Swablu's fever is getting worse without the medical supplies. I see an air vent near the floor.

"Treecko, I want you to use Dig and tunnel your way through that air vent and to the medical room with Oshawott and Swablu. Take care of it, I'll meet you there. Sean, you can go in the closet and hide since you're about to pee yourself. Alex, the two of us will fight them—if that's okay," I suggest.

"Fine by me! Oshawott, you heard the man!"

Treecko jumps into the air vent and begins to dig through debris and sand that has washed into it. Oshawott follows him, holding Swablu tightly.

"Swa…" its eyes glimmer at me. What a sad little bird.

. . .​

Treecko​

This section is translated from the language Pokémon speak into English.

Swablu's fever is getting worse. I have to do something, or I will have failed my trainer…

The three of us, including Oshawott and Swablu, have made it through the vents and found our way back to the medical room—shut and locked up perfectly.

"Okay, I'll lift Swablu out of the vent first, then you. Then I'll climb out, okay?" I nervously begins to sweat.

"Yessir!" Oshawott pretends to be tough (probably to reassure itself) and helps me push Swablu out of the vent and into the room. Oshawott and I later hop out and put Swablu on the table.

"Now, I'm going to need some berries—Rawst Berries. I remember my trainer saying that those berries cure burns and fevers," I order.

"Yes Treecko!"

"I'm so weak…your trainer…tell me about him…" Swablu says feebly.

"He's the best trainer in the world. He isn't my master. He's my friend. Any Pokémon would be lucky to spend its days with Anthony!"

Oshawott guards the door now as I have found the Rawst Berry.

"Eat this," I tell Swablu.

"Thank you, Treecko. You and your trainer have been so…nice to me. Thank you," it begins to cry weakly.

"It's not over yet, just you wait," I enlighten it.

Banging on the door can be heard—it's from outside. Oshawott cries in panic. Looks like I'm the only brave one again.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

After the overwhelming amount of these Pokémon, called 'Shroomish,' decided to gang up on Alex and myself, we were forced to head to the closet temporarily. Inside is another air vent, which is perfect for Treecko to come back through.

"What are we going to do?"

"We can try and fit through the air vents," Sean asks.

"Are you stupid? That's the easiest way to get under the conditions of the Shroomish's Spore attacks!" Alex reminds him.

"Let's just wait for our main Pokémon to come back," I tell the two, and the answer seems to be satisfying.

So we wait about 45 minutes and then a sound comes from the vents—Oshawott and Swablu come through. Swablu seems to be feeling better; its fever has gone down a little and the bruises on its wings are healing.

"Wait, where's Treecko?"

Swablu looks sadly at Tony, and then a flashback of the previous events comes into its mind.

. . .​

Treecko​

This section is translated from the language Pokémon speak into English.

The three of us were getting ready to head back to Tony and the others. Swablu carries an ice back on its head and Oshawott helps it walk.

"We're going to get hurt, or die! Hurt or die! Hurt or d—" Oshawott panics.

"It will be fine," I assure the group.

The door breaks open right as I say that.

"Look, Oshawott! Send Swablu through to the room and I'll keep them distracted! Swablu! Anthony's heart is pure gold; he only joined Team Aqua because he has a bad childhood! My Master—no! Friend!—is the best person you could ever meet. He will take care of you. Tell him I saved you both!" I shield the vent as Oshawott and Swablu reluctantly venture through.

As these disgusting Pokémon come in—Shroomish, a pathetic excuse for a grass-type, if I do say so myself—they spray their Spore powder into the air. I cover the vent and begin using my newest move, Acrobatics, to defeat the Shroomish.

However my power alone isn't enough to stop these…things. One whiff of their Spore knocks me out, and I begin to lose my eyesight as I drift off to sleep…

"T-Tony…I'm sorry…master…"

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

By the reaction on Swablu's face, I can tell that Treecko saved the others from these Shroomish. I pick Swablu up and keep it in my arms.

"What are we going to do?"

"Well, Alex, you have a fire-type Pokémon (Houndour), and Sean, you have a flying-type (Wingull) and a Bug-type (Surskit). You two have enough super-effective power to destroy this group, use it! I will find something to cover Swablu up. It may be running a fever, but I think it's freezing. I'll find something to cover it up!" I direct my orders.

Sean and Alex jump out of the closet and battle the Shroomish, but eventually each of their Pokémon are put to sleep.

"Return, Houndour!"

"You, too, Wingull and Surskit!"

"Tony, we don't have much we can do!" Sean cries out.

"They're spraying their Sp…ore…on us…" Alex falls asleep, but manages to recall her Pokémon.

"SHROOM!" one giant Shroomish screams out loud, and the rest attack Sean. He's blocking the closet door as I wrap up Swablu and find something peculiar in the back of the closet.

"It's…a Pokéball?" I ask confusingly. The back of the ball is labeled 'Premier Ball.' I wonder what that's about. It's white with a red interior…

"Tony! Alex…was hit…by Sp…sp…spore…" Sean recalls Surskit and thuds to the floor asleep.

I ignore them and look at this ball. This…this ball was held by my father. It's empty. I'll keep it and capture something special.

I turn back around to see everything gone—Sean, Alex, and the Shroomish. Swablu is nestled in my arms asleep, and I slip the ball in my pocket. Then

"Swablu, we've got to save some friends," I say to the Pokémon. It yawns and turns around in its sleep. Then I spy something hiding under the bed. Lifting the covers, I snatch what is underneath.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

My vision slowly fades in, showing me being dragged by Shroomish across the floor. We go into a room and I'm hit with a Stun Spore attack; paralyzed.

Then the Shroomish use Leech Seed on me, sucking me dry of my health—and sticking me to the wall. I glance around to see Terra and Treecko as well. Treecko's in a cage, though; Leech Seed doesn't affect him.

"What are you going to…to do to us…" I stammer.

"Mish!"

I pass out.

. . .​

Sean wakes up moving—he's being pushed along the floor.

"G-go, Surskit. Use Signal Beam…" he mumbles.

Surskit escapes from its Pokéball and slaps the Shroomish carrying its owner with a super-effective attack.

Sean sits up, dazed, and says, "Go, Pokéball."

The Pokéball flickers three times, and then stars appear—signaling a successful capture. He recalls Surskit and begins running back to his friend.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

Oshawott comes out from under the bed.

"Osha! Oshawott!"

Sean then runs in and says something about Alex being kidnapped by the Shroomish.

"Can you show us where?" I ask him.

Treecko must've been as well then. I have to devise a plan to lure the Shroomish out of their hiding. What would the cast of Scooby Doo do? Ah!

"Sean, you will be used as bait!" I announce charismatically.

"WHAT?! Those things have almost gotten me twice!"

"Third time's the charm," I smile, and he knows he's in for some fun. "Fun."

. . .​

"Here, Shroomy, Shroomy, Shroomy!" Sean mocks.

"Be sure to shake your tail!" I laugh.

Let me explain. In some of the nearby rooms, I was able to find some things fit for a costume. In one room, I found a green barrette that fits Sean's head. In that same room I found green tights as well. In another, I was able to snag some red gloves and red flip flops. A tan ski mask was in that room as well. The hardest part was the tail for this costume, so we had Sean lean up against the wall.

What Pokémon could I possibly be talking about? Ha! I had Sean dress up as a Breloom—to act as the Shroomish leader.

"I will never live this down. This has to be the worst plan you've had yet," he tells me. I laugh.

"Quick, I hear something! Start speaking in Breloom!" I whisper, then hide.

A dozen of Shroomish skirmish into the hallway upon hearing noises, and they all act suspicious upon meeting "Breloom."

"Mish? Shroomish?"

"B…Bre-loom?" Sean confusingly asks, unknown as to what he said.

"Mish!" Shroomish shouts, unleashing a Spore attack. Sean falls to the ground and they take the costume off to find him. The Shroomish then carry him away.

"I hope this was your plan!" he screams, and is taken down the hallway into the darkness.

All that's left: Swablu, Oshawott, and me. The three of us slowly follow the sound of the Pokémon, and eventually we begin to hear noises of our friends.

. . .​

Sean almost immediately wakes up from his attack. Unable to fight the stiffness in his appendages, he drops each of his Pokéballs off one by one. First Surskit's, then Wingull's, Machop's, and Shroomish's.

"Let's hope Tony's smart enough to find the trail," he thought.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

As we begin walking, I feel of Swablu's fever—it's gone. Swablu is now only recovering from its sickness. If only I had an Oran Berry with me. My bag doesn't have any more healing items; I ran out of those early. As long as we keep walking, Swablu will eventually gain more health.

"Osha?"

Oshawott picks up a Pokéball. I decide to click it open and see what's inside.

Out pops a familiar thing; a small, blue water-spiderlike Pokémon belonging to my closest friend; Sean.

"Return," I tell it, and in the Pokéball it goes.

Soon after I pick up one containing A Wingull, then a Machop, and then a Shroomish. I guess Sean caught one in the struggle. With Swablu in my arms, I keep running towards the noise.

. . .​

Oshawott waddles into a nearby room upon hearing something inside. Inside it finds a shiny silver key, and grabs it. However, behind the key, Oshawott finds another Shroomish—and it uses Giga Drain, knocking Oshawott out. The Pokémon is now being dragged via another route, and will surely be sucked of its energy before anyone can save it.

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This short section is translated from Shroomish's Language​

A Shroomish looks up at its prisoners; two girls, a fake Breloom, and two Pokémon. Seeing the boy outside and the symbol on his bag brings back memories.

"Vengeance will be ours, Team Aqua!" it shouts, and then continues to drain the children of their energy.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

Swablu and I move on from Oshawott, realizing that it was taken by Shroomish, and keep going. Eventually we enter the room where our friends are stuck to a wall.

Swablu hops down and begins pecking at the ground franticly, getting very nervous and upset.

A Shroomish comes up behind the weak Pokémon and begins to unleash an attack.

"NO!" I scream, and I dive onto the ground in between the two Pokémon, and the powder of Spore knocks me out on the spot. The last thing I remember seeing is Swablu struggling to wake me up.

Barely awake, I find myself dragged across the dusty floor and thrown onto a wall. I'm then sucked of my energy while also being stuck. Glancing up, I see my friends.

"Well…at least I…was able to…to see them…again," I stammer, and then yawn and pass out.

. . .​

Swablu realizes that its newfound friends are in danger. However, it knows exactly what to do. Swablu never has been a real fighter; it's been the healing Pokémon—the one you need once you're beaten badly, or when you need someone to cheer you up.

"Blu…?" it cries. Several Shroomish encircle it.

"Swablu!"

Swablu dives into the air and unleashes a Mist attack, which brings a different use than the usual—the air in the room becomes thick and it's hard to see. Swablu climbs to the ceiling, where it can see everything from the top. Then it uses Heal Bell, which awakens everyone from their sleep.

"What happened?" Terra asks, slumped over on the floor.

Swablu then uses Aerial Ace to cut the Leech Seed and pop Treecko's cage open. Each person and Pokémon stretches, and then is ready to battle the Shroomish.

"Treecko!" I shout to my partner, and it jumps into my arms as I hug it.

"Oshawott!" Alex screams, running to her Sea Otter Pokémon.

Sean and Terra look at one another awkwardly, and then shake hands.

"Okay, Treecko! Get ready! Go, Corphish! Makuhita!" I shout, angry at the actions of these Shroomish. We did nothing to them!

Swablu comes down onto my shoulder happily, and looks at my other Pokémon with jealousy.

"Treecko, Bullet Seed! Corphish, Crabhammer! Makuhita, Arm Thrust!" I shout.

Treecko spits a stream of seeds at Shroomish, Corphish smacks them with its claw, and Makuhita slams them with its hands. Even Swablu joins the fun with a powerful Aerial Ace attack.

"Get ready Oshawott! You too, Houndour! Beautifly!" Alex yells, tossing Pokéballs into the air.

"Now! Use Water Pulse, Ember, and Gust!"

This combo, combined with Swablu's Hyper Voice, sends even more Swablu flying in the air.

Sean and Terra watch awkwardly.

The two combos, together, knock out every single Shroomish in the room.

"Can I have my Pokémon back?" Sean asks sheepishly.

"Sure, why not?" I laugh, tossing them to him.

"Wait, guys. Look at this—it seems that this room is where the Shroomish were being held captive," Alex informs us, reading a plaque labeled on the door. It says:

Shroomish Storage. Stolen Pokémon being sent to Slateport City

-Team Aqua

"Those Pokémon must have been stolen from their trainers by Team Aqua years ago, and then once the ship was torpedoed, they were abandoned and upset! They must think that we're here to hurt them!" Sean concludes.

"That's why, when I came in earlier, the ship is called the S.S. Aqua. And you know, since the ship was attacked, and the ship was owned by Team Aqua…I bet Team Magma was the true culprit of the torpedoing itself!" I say.

That means that Team Magma is responsible for the disappearance of my father. Wherever he is, whoever he is now…I just want to see him again.

The Shroomish begin to wake up. Once we are able to tell them about what happened, the group of Pokémon seem to understand the situation and they leave quietly.

Finally, the mystery of the attacking Shroomish has finally been solved!

. . .​

As we board our small rowboat with medical supplies and satisfied faces, my group and I wave goodbye to Swablu and the Shroomish. I'm going to miss that Swablu…at least I was able to make it healthy again. Whatever caused it to get hurt and sick…I hope it feels guilty for what it's done.

As we begin to float off in the waves, I begin to have tears swell up in my eyes. That little Swablu grew on me…I wipe the tears and keep waving. The others are paddling now. I see Swablu perched on the railing, calling loudly to me…

. . .​

Swablu's point of view​

I watch the single most kindhearted trainer float off, and remember the several different stories told about him.

"Look, Oshawott! Send Swablu through to the room and I'll keep them distracted! Swablu! Anthony's heart is pure gold; he only joined Team Aqua because he has a bad childhood! My Master—no! Friend!—is the best person you could ever meet. He will take care of you. Tell him I saved you both!"

...

"How are you doing, Swablu?"

"Blu…Swablu…"

"I know, but it will get better soon. A fever like that just needs to be cured with a Rawst Berry. I'll find it,"

...

And then…he even saved me when I was attacked by that Shroomish, risking his own life for mine…

...

Do I really want to leave that? The true bond I've developed with someone that not even another Pokemon can with me? Do I want to pass up my only chance to get to know this trainer?

No.

"Swa! Swa!" I cry out, "I'm coming, Tony!"

Anthony looks around with tears ready to come down his face.

"Swa! Swablu!"

I land on his head and perch, content with my choice of trainer.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita​

I laugh as Swablu nuzzles my head happily.

"Looks like you found a new hat," Sean says.

"And it found a new trainer, too," Alex smiles.

"I think that means it wants to join you," Terra tells me.

"I-is that true, Swablu?" I ask, hesitant.

"Swablu!" it squeals cheerfully.

Thinking back to the Premier ball, I'm sure this Pokémon was meant to live inside of the ball.

"Well Swablu, if you truly want to!" I laugh, and tap the ball on Swablu's wing. Swablu gets outlined in red and zips into the Pokéball. I got a new Pokémon!

Treecko grabs the Pokéball and places it in my bag with the others. But I get it back out and let Swablu perch on my shoulder a little while longer. Treecko gets my left shoulder, its personal preference.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

"Wow, Tony is a really sincere Trainer…with both Pokémon and....people," I think quietly to myself.

Maybe, just maybe…he is the one person that could truly get me. But I guess that will have to wait for another time.

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I didn't edit anything from this chapter since I'm still focused on my paper. Basically, this two-part special was to really give Tony a boost in character. I hope you enjoyed, stay tuned!
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 11]

I love the way of thinking of the Pokemon's POV! You did a great job blending their views in the chapter. :)
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 12]

Thanks! I usually don't stray from Tony's or Alex's point of view. It was fun doing something different, though.
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 12]

Just finished chapter 11! Loving the story. Tony and Alex are finally spending some tim together and getting to know each other!
I noticed a small grammatical error.
"Whatever," I mutter, and as my group and Alex's split up into different ways, losing view of one another, I think about how I'd rather go with her to explore then Sean right now.
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I believe "then" should be "than" there.

I will read chapter 12 now! Great story! :D

Edit: I just finished chapter 12! It's great!

This combo, combined with Swablu's Hyper Voice, sends even more Swablu flying in the air.
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Did you mean to say the combo sent Swablu in the air? Or was it supposed to say Shroomish?
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 12]

Just finished my paper, so I figured I would go ahead and post another chapter to keep you people happy. In this, we meet a new Aqua Admin in Slateport City! Enjoy :p

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All in a Nut-Shelly​

Anthony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

"Land! Precious Land!" Sean screams, kissing the sandy beach of Slateport City. Then he spits it out in disgust.

Our small boat had just reached the shore after hours of paddling. I slump over in the sand with Treecko and Swablu, both of which are eager to go play.

"Sounds like a plan to me!" I smile, tossing the other two Pokéballs into the air. Corphish and Makuhita are sent out to go play around in the sand.

I look over to see Alex and Terra walking away. Neither even look back at us.

"You two aren't going to let your Pokémon out?" I ask them.

"Right now, I need a nap. Call me back when I actually feel good," Terra snaps, turning around.

"We're tired and I have a contest tomorrow, so we're going to go rest before doing anything," Alex tries to explain.

"Um, Tony," Sean whispers, "now that we're on land…they're Team Magma again. And we're Team Aqua. I don't think it's a good idea…"

I guess he's right. We are rivals again. I'm just going to miss the peace between everyone I guess. Treecko was getting along with Oshawott. Nevertheless, I let my Pokémon play in the sand while I go change into some swimming trunks behind a large boulder, where no one can see. There are tons of boulders on the beach. They act as a barrier so if any large waves hit the shoreline, they'll be stopped by the boulders before washing away Slateport.

"Did you honestly just change right in front of everyone?" Sean gapes.

"No one could see anything, I was completely hidden. Why don't you get your sour butt over there and do the same! Loosen up!" I laugh, and I begin to mess in the waves. After all the stress and hard work, this is fun!

Sean goes to change behind the giant rock, and then someone comes up near us.

"Oh, hi," the woman smiles, "welcome to Slateport City! Did you take the cruise ship here?"

"Um, no. We took a small wooden boat," I inform her.

"We? I only see y—AAHH!" the woman runs off screaming in terror at Sean, who is still behind the rock, but pokes his head out.

"Was it something I did?"

"Probably, Sean," I laugh, knowing that she saw something disturbing—whatever she did see.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

After some rest, I finally was able to slip out of the Pokémon center room in civilian clothes with Oshawott.

"Before I train for the contest, maybe I should call Maxie?" I think to myself. I get my PokéNav out and click his name on the contact list.

"Hello? Is this Alex of Team Magma?" he says, his red hair all frizzed up from a nap.

"Yes! After some struggles, I finally managed to make it to Slateport City!" I reply.

"Wonderful. Everyone else is having problems getting there. You can take the rest of the day off. You see, nothing is going to happen until tomorrow night!"

"What's going to happen?"

"You'll see. Just meet me at the Oceanic Museum, which is near the harbor. If you see anyone from Team Aqua, exterminate them. Immediately," he gravely whispers, and then cuts off communication.

"Just one problem. The person I see from Team Aqua is the one person I couldn't get rid of," I sigh, and then watch Oshawott splash around in a small puddle.

Now that I've checked in and even got to rest, I'm ready to practice my contest moves! I think it's tomorrow morning. Before I go shopping in the Slateport Market, I decide that I'm going to go out and train moves on the beach. I walk down to see an amazing ocean view and I decide this is the best place to train anyways.

"Oshawott, I want you to first use Aqua Jet, then use Water Gun as you spin!" I say.

Oshawott repeats its usual technique, but feels nothing new and shrugs off its amazing feat.

"Okay…um…what now?"

Clap, clap, clap! A sound can be heard nearby, in a lawn chair.

"Miss, I loved your performance with that Oshawott. Are you entering it in the contest?" a man asks me.

"Why, yes I am, thank you. Are you?"

"Oh, no. I'm too old for that, now. My friend Juan takes over for me. I just roam freely, looking for good coordinators. I noticed that your Oshawott seems to be bored doing the same technique," the man continues.

"Yeah…I guess so," I shyly admit. Maybe Oshawott is using the same move combo too much.

The man I'm talking to is amazing. He seems like he should be in a contest himself—a professional! He has turquoise eyes and hair, and his hair zigzags out to the left and right. He wears a white cape and purple pants.

"Here, I'll help you. Have your Oshawott watch my Pokémon," he tells me. I tell Oshawott to watch him.

"Go, Milotic! Use Water Pulse, then Icy Wind!"

A beautiful serpent of the sea emits from the Pokéball. Its amazingly long body, red fins draping low, and scaly tail create a captivating sight. And it hasn't even moved yet!

"Milotic!" it gently sings.

Milotic does the usual Water Pulse, but then emits a cold breeze on the wave of water, freezing it on the spot.

"See? You can then use your Aqua Jet to slide about the icy field, and you can even use a physical attack to destroy the ice. This should leave the audience breathless," the man smiles.

"Okay, Oshawott! We're going to learn Icy Wind!"

He then begins walking away after returning Milotic.

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you: the Slateport Contest may use a double battling process, so you'll need more than one Pokémon to train," he advises, then exits.

"Well, looks like we've got plenty of training to do. Houndour, Beautifly, come on out!"

I throw some Pokéballs into the air and prepare for some fun.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

"That's right, Archie. We've made it to Slateport City!" I speak into the PokéNav.

"Great, kid. Tomorrow's a big day for Team Aqua. I expect you and Sean in ship shape for the raid on the Oceanic Museum. This is a big mission—there is the simple part and the exclusive part. Which do you want?" a voice remarks.

"I'll take the exclusive one! I'm itching to battle, and I'm in need of some training!"

"Well okay then. Right now, just train for tomorrow. Good work, 1st Class Grunt!"

Ahh…first class. One more step and I'm up to the admin position!

"Have you delivered the capsules?"

Dang it, I knew there was something I'd forgotten.

"Not yet, where should she be at? The admin?"

"Eh, go check the shipyard. She should be loitering over there. Remember, this town is afraid of Teams Aqua and Magma. Be careful," he says, and then cuts off the connection.

I leave the Pokémon Center and walk with Treecko over to the Shipyard, where this female admin should be.

"While we wait, Treecko, do you want to train some?" I ask.

"Treecko!"

I call out my other three Pokémon and we begin to work on ours moves. Treecko begins to develop a Dig/Quick Attack combo. Swablu practices controlling Mist so that my Pokémon won't be blinded by it.

"Very good, Swablu! You're getting the hang of it!" I encourage my Pokémon.

"Swa!"

Makuhita is using a TM disc I gave it (that Archie gave me) to learn Brick Break. It begins to crush boulders and smash things. Eventually, Makuhita slams its fist into itself and falls over unconscious.

"There's always room for improvement, I guess…"

Corphish decides that rather than Harden, it wants to learn Protect.

"Treecko, use Bullet Seed! Swablu, Hyper Voice! Makuhita, Brick Break!"

Corphish begins to make a small force field to protect it from attacks. The barrier is green. It's in the shape of a semicircle and acts as a dome over Corphish (yes, if you watch Under the Dome, you're amazing). Treecko's seeds bounce right off. Swablu's Hyper Voice is bounced into an incoming tourist. Makuhita…hits itself with Brick Break again. Ugh.

"Hey, that wasn't half bad," a female voice comes up from behind me.

"Thanks, I've trained them myself," I reply.

Wait, someone's behind me. I flip around to see this...girl.

"Haven't you thought of evolving them?"

I guess I haven't thought about it. I mean yeah, they'll get stronger, but what if they don't want to?

"I think I'll let them decide when it's right," I say, and then ask her of her name.

"My name is Shelly, one of two Admin at Team Aqua. I'm guessing this "hotshot" new grunt is you, then?"

"That's right!"

Shelly has bright red, long, puffy hair that goes down to her elbows. She wears a bright blue Aqua suit, with the logo bandana and has a mouthpiece to the side of her ear.

"So, kid. Do you have the goods?"

The goods. If she wasn't talking about the capsules from Rustboro City, I'd be thinking she meant…

"Yes, I do. I'll get them," I quickly tell her, grabbing my bag and searching for them.

"Are you going on the special mission tomorrow?"

"Planning on it, the boss gave me permission to," I say, still looking through. "Aha! Here you go."

I hand her five little test tubes of who-knows-what. She slips them in her bag and looks back over to me. Treecko glances away and puts a twig in its mouth.

"Excellent. Even if these didn't lead us to Kyogre, they would make efficient decoys to fake out Team Magma!"

"I was wondering something, Shelly," I continue, and she looks up from the vials of liquid.

"Huh?" she questions.

"Can I have a battle? I just caught two more Pokémon not too long ago, and I want them to be used to the battling environment," I explain, itching for some fun.

"I've got some time, why not?"

"Ready, Treecko? This one'll be tough!"

"Tree!"

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

"I think I'll use Oshawott and Beautifly in the contest tomorrow," I tell the trio.

"Hound…" Houndour seems upset.

"Oh, no! Don't cry! It's okay, really!" I try to reason with it, but the Pokémon is just too upset now. "Houndour…why don't we try teaching you a stronger attack?"

Let's see. I know Houndour can learn Faint Attack, but that has the same power as Bite. I'll teach Houndour that and…I'm not sure…wait! Dad!

"Houndour, do you want me to teach you a super-secret move that none of the others know?"

"Dour!"

"Come with me!"

Oshawott practices its Icy Wind on an Water Pulse, and then dances on it with Aqua Jet. Beautifly uses Gust on Stun Spore, but doesn't know what to do. I come around a rock with Houndour.

"See this big boulder? You're going to crush that!"

"Hound?!"

"Watch this video Dad gave me," I tell it.

I pop a small CD into the PokéNav and it begins playing a small video.

"Hello, honey. If you're watching this, that must mean you have some interest in one of my favorite moves! Well here I will teach your Pokémon, whatever species can learn it, Iron Tail. Now, Pokémon. I want you to watch my Aggron smash a boulder with its tail!"

A Pokémon in the back can be seen with a glowing tail, slamming it into the rock and breaking it to pieces.

"See that? Now it's your turn! Replay this video as much as you need to learn the move! Good luck, honey!"

The video cuts off, but after he watches it for two hours, Houndour is finally able to make its tail glow and smash a boulder.

"Nicely done!" I cheer, and it jumps on me and licks my face. "Now, can you also learn Faint Attack instead of Bite?"

Houndour, after another hour, is able to disappear for one second, and then reappear in a faint embodiment the next. From there, it slams into the foe at full force, and recollects its color.

"Good job, Houndour!"

All that's left is Beautifly. After another hour (this makes almost 5, counting Water Pulse / Icy Wind / Aqua Jet work) of hard labor, Beautifly learns Silver Wind and Morning Sun.

"Again, Beautifly! Use Silver Wind!"

Beautifly gusts its wings, and the wind from its wings creates a small silver tornado, enveloping Beautifly in it. I gasp, and then get desperate.

"Now use Morning Sun!"

Beautifly thrusts a ball of light up through the small tornado, and the light bursts into a sparkling dazzle—destroying the tornado and bringing Beautifly to daintily absorb the orb of light.

"That was…amazing!"

Finally...contest material!

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

"Let's battle at the beach, I have water-type Pokémon," she says, and I agree.

Yes! Water-types are weak against Grass-types.

"Let's begin!" I shout. I'm on one side of the beach, and she is on the other.

"Go, Pelipper! Let's finish this up fast!"

Pelipper, huh? Let's see…for a Pokémon that travels through the air, I may have problems battling something I can't hit. So Swablu would be the best choice I guess.

"Swablu, I choose you!"

Swablu comes out of its Pokéball and perches on my head.

"Not much of a battler, is it? Pelipper, let's start this off with a Water Pulse!"

Pelipper swoops down and emits a blue orb into the ocean, creating a giant wave coming right at Swablu.

"Now Surf on the wave!"

Pelipper lands in the water and surfs the waves to Swablu.

"Swablu, Mist!"

"Pelipper, use Rain Dance!"

Swablu creates a misty atmosphere, but soon it begins to downpour.

"Now, Pelipper! Hurricane!"

"Hurricane?!" I cry out, watching my brand new Pokémon scream in sheer terror.

Pelipper flaps its wings together, and about and several strong gusts of wind protrude from the wings; most of which form tornadoes. These tornadoes envelope Swablu, and once they dissipate, you can see the Pokémon unconscious in the sand.

"Swablu…return. You did good, I pushed you too far.

A small noise comes from Shelly's pocket.

"Uh, hey. Let's just declare this battle unofficial because I have to leave," she says, and begins to get ready to blast off. She returns Pelipper.

"Next time, I won't lose," I remind her.

"Yeah, that's what Team Magma says. But they leave every time. I'll believe it when I see it. See ya later, shorty! I'll be back in time for the raid tomorrow! Wake up bright and early!"

She blasts towards Dewford Town without looking back.

"Did I just lose?!" I ask myself once it dawned on me.

I run to the Pokémon Center to heal my little friends and return to the spot I was at.

"Okay guys, get ready for crazy-hard exercise! A one and a two! One and a two!"

My Pokémon try to understand, but each one gets tired soon enough.

"We're never going to get the Dynamo Badge with that attitude! Now run back and forth across the sand. Swablu, you fly!"

My Pokémon rebelliously walk back and forth, and eventually they all fall over exhausted.

"Okay, we'll take five I guess," I sigh.

We've got lots of work to do.

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Haha, so that's the next chapter! I hate making Tony lose, but you can't win all the time unless you're playing BW2. This chapter helped Tony develop a stronger bond with Swablu. Alex also learned how to *not* hurt Houndour's feelings.Shelly's introduction is pretty major at this point in time, but the importance fades until later on. Hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for next time.
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 13]

I want to have that Houndour as a pet. :p

Found one mistake:
The video cuts off, but after watch it for two hours, Houndour finally is able to make its tail glow and smash a boulder.
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I think you forgot something there.
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 13]

Thanks, sometimes when I edit things I forget to make sure the rest of the sentence still fits in :p
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 13]

Just finished reading chapter 13! I like that Alex's Pokémon got to learn some new moves during their training and that Anthony is getting tougher too. Now I'm curious whether/when his Pokémon will evolve! Looking forward to the next chapter!
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 13]

Chapter 14 is now up guys! This is actually one of my favorite chapters before we get into the 20s. This is mainly about Pokemon development, though it does lead to the plot line (just a little bit).

Will edit later, just posting for now.

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Prepare to Meet your Houndoom!​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndour, Beautifly​

"Come on, Oshawott! We need to go register for the contest!"

My Sea Otter Pokémon and I rush out of the Pokémon Center, in civilian clothes, and run up to the Contest Hall, which is at the back of Slateport City. I rush in and go up to the receptionist.

"Am I too late to enter the contest?!"

The brown-haired, older lady looks at her watch and says I have three minutes.

I swipe my Contest Card, which I got back in Rustboro City, and enter in—making myself able to join the Slateport Contest. Looking in my guide book, this ribbon is supposed to be bright yellow in respect to the lighthouse that guides ships.

"Well, well, well!" a voice comes up behind me.

"Looks like the hottie made it to Slateport. What brings ya here, honey, are you here to steal all the Pokémon!" an annoying voice teases me.

"Oshawott. Icy Wind this stupid child."

"Osha!"

Willis is frozen into a giant block of ice.

"Stay cool," I say, and Oshawott and I go into the Coordinator Waiting Room. As I go in, I see someone peculiar.

"S-Sean? What are you doing here?"

Sean looks up, yelps, and runs off. He quickly walks back to explain himself.

"Don't tell Tony! Please, please, please! I just want to enter with Surskit!" he whines, obviously scared.

"I…won't?" I tilt my head, but the Pokémon Contest is about to start. I don't see Marsh anywhere.

"Okay, folks! The Slateport City Pokémon Contest is about to begin!" Vivian Meridian says to the camera.

"First off will be the preliminary appeal rounds. Each trainer must select one Pokémon and dazzle the crowd! Out of the thirty possible points our judges will make, each coordinator and his/her Pokémon will be graded on their performance! The top 8 trainers will make it on to the first round!" she explains.

"Now, our trainers from left to right are…Mr. Contesta!"

An older man waves his hand and gives the Contest Hall a "howdy doo."

"Mr. Sukizo!"

"Ree-markable!" a stout man says.

"And our very own Nurse Joy, from right here in Slateport City!"

"Nice to meet you and your Pokémon!" says the familiar, pink-haired nurse.

"Now with our introductions, we will first introduce Willis and his Duskull!"

Oh how I can't stand that child. Surely he will lose. After a quick break at the bathroom, I find out that Willis made a 26.5, which is semi-decent considering his last score.

"Next up is Sean and his Surskit!" Vivian continues.

Sean comes out in an aqua-blue costume, and his Surskit slides across the floor and onto the stage.

"Okay, Surskit! Use Quick Attack around in a circle!"

Surskit begins to spin donuts on the brown stage floor. The crowd looks from side to side in confusion. Suddenly a small dust tornado emerged from the flying debris.

"Now, Surskit! Use Hydro Pump!"

Surskit shoots a flow of water into the tornado, causing it to pick the water up and absorb it. This is called a water spout.

"Sean has developed a cleverly thought-out combination of Quick Attack's speed and Hydro Pump's power!" Mr. Contesta roars.

"Now, use Aqua Jet to run inside the water-tornado!"

Surskit swiftly glides into the twister, and it is lifted up to the top by winding up the sides of the mass of water.

"Is Surskit okay?" Vivian asks out loud, and the audience wonders, too.

"Now, Surskit! Use Shadow Ball down in the center!"

Surskit creates a shadowy mass of energy, and because of it being on the top of the water spout, it is able to thrust the orb down into its middle. The water spout explodes, and a slight mist erupts onto the field, causing a field of vapor to cloak Surskit as it lands. Once the mist clears, Surskit is shown using another spinning Quick Attack, however it is much weaker and the Pokémon is able to spin into circles—and then jumps and lands in front of Sean.

From the screen in the Coordinator Waiting Room, all I can say is "Wow." I stroke Houndour as it watches carefully.

"This man truly is a genius!" Mr. Contesta screams with a standing ovation.

"Quite remarkable!" Mr. Sukizo agrees.

"I must admit that at first I was unsure of what he was trying to do, but Sean and his Surskit proved that they can make and break something in little time—while also pleasing the crowd. With this attitude, you two can certainly be heading to the Pokémon Grand Festival!" Nurse Joy compliments drastically.

Certainly in the Grand Festival? Sean ends up getting a perfect 30.0. Looks like I'll be having stiff competition…

"Next up is our last coordinator, Alex from Rustboro City!"

I run up to the stage with one of my Pokéballs. I look to see that I brought out the wrong one—I got Houndour's!

"Uh, go, Houndour!" I shout. Once my Pokémon comes out, it looks at me in disbelief.

"Hound?"

"Y-yes, you're in the competition. You can do it though! Let's show them what you can do!" I tell it, and Houndour nods.

"First off, use Ember!"

Houndour emits a few embers from a fire, but they burn out on the ground.

"Um, try using Iron Tail?"

Houndour slams the ground with its tail, but nothing works. I begin to panic.

"Booo! You stink!"

"Go back to High School!"

"This is a Pokémon Contest, not a Pokémon Failure Fest!"

I begin to have a red face when Houndour nudges me.

"What is it, Houndour?"

Houndour goes from my leg to the field, and then closes its eyes. I'm confused.

"Dour!"

Houndour begins to glow white; its tail gets a little black triangle at the end. Its midsection buffs up in appearnce. Houndour's snout grows larger and curved horns come over its head as ears.

"Hound-doom!"

"There we have it, folks! Alex's Houndour has evolved into a Houndoom!" Vivian gasps.

"Houndoom?" I ask, and it looks at me, smiling.

"Right, Houndoom, use…Ember!

Houndoom emits an abundance of flames over twice the power Ember could ever achieve.

"Whoa…" I look at my PokéNav. Houndour just got some upgrades.

"Houndoom, use Shadow Ball!" I shout. Houndoom must have paid attention to Surskit.

Houndoom emits an orb of ghostly energy.

"Now Flamethrower!"

It then begins a spinning trail of fire, which envelops the Shadow Ball into a great ball of fire.

"Now, use…whoa!" I gasp.

Houndoom knows this near-impossible-to-get move. Only Move Tutors are supposed to be able to use this move. One day, my father did tell me a story.

"Hey honey, when you get your first Pokémon, I want to tell you something," Steven Stone whispers to me.

"What is it, Daddy?"

"Sometimes, Pokémon learn a move they usually cannot. Sometimes they learn it in dire situations, and sometimes they learn it for their trainers. For example, my Bronzong isn't able to learn Iron Head outside of me teaching it, which I hadn't, but when I was battling a member of Team Plasma, who came here to steal my fossil research, it learned the move just to help me defeat the force of evil. Pokémon do entirely unimaginable things for their trainers. So if one ever does that for you, I want to hear the whole story!"

"Yes, Daddy, when I'm a big girl, I'll let you know!"

…I was seven.

"Houndoom, use Dark Pulse!"

Houndoom emits a dark ray of evilness, covering the flame ball and turning it into a black flame. From there, Houndoom uses Iron Tail to destroy the ball into nothingness.

"That was very cool!" Mr. Contesta remarks.

"Ree-mark-able!" Mr. Sukizo continues.

"I must say, your shaky start turned into quite the excitement with the evolution of your Houndour!" Nurse Joy smiles.

"There you have it, folks! Alex and her Houndoom have received praise from the judges!" Vivian laughs out to the crowd.

As the judges decide my score, I figure now is the perfect time to congratulate my Houndoom.

"H-Houndoom…"

"Hound?" it asks.

"I-I underestimated you. You're…amazing, Houndoom. You will definitely be in my contests! I'm…I'm so sorry," I begin to cry, and Houndoom nuzzles me and licks my face.

"The judges have made their decision!"

The score above them shows a 29.6. That's almost perfect! I beat Willis!

Houndoom and I excitedly run off stage to the Coordinator Waiting Room. While the top eight are being shuffled for the next round, I figure that now is the time I should brag to Willis. I walk over to him, the blonde in his miss-matched clothes, and pat him on the back.

"Don't worry, you'll make it to the top tier next time," I laugh, and his face turns red.

"Look, the top eight!" Sean says from behind me, stroking his Surskit.

The top eight are Sean, me, a man, a woman, Willis, two other mysterious people, and a little girl. I'm paired up with the girl and her Solosis. The two of us have to go first.

I run on stage with Oshawott in my arms and send out Beautifly, while she sends out her Pokémon.

"Beautifly, use String Shot!" I command.

Beautifly wraps the opponent up in a web.

"Now use Silver Wind!" I yelp, and Solosis is One-Hit-KO'd by the one singular attack…

As Oshawott and I run back, eager to be in the semifinals, we watch the remaining performances.

"Surskit, finish this up with Shadow Ball!"

Surskit knocks out a Larvesta with its last attack. Sean moves on as well…

"Duskull, use Shadow Sneak!"

Duskull creeps up on an innocent Lampent, and knocks it out from inside its shadow. Willis has made it as well.

Now the final four: Sean, me, Willis, and a girl. Of course I end up getting the girl and end up with no fun. At least this is the Double Battle stage. The final stage is as well.

"Go, Piplup and Pachirisu, the spotlight's on you!" the blue-haired girl quietly says.

"Come on out, Oshawott and Beautifly!" I call.

Oshawott hops out of my arms, and Beautifly out of its Pokéball. They stare at the blue penguin and the white-and-blue squirrel.

"Let's see, it looks like Alex is at the disadvantage. How will she respond with this typing arrangement?" Vivian annoyingly becomes biased towards this girl.

"Good luck," the girl says.

"Uh, you too?"

"Pachirisu, use Spark on Oshawott! Piplup, use Hydro Pump on Beautifly!"

Sparks and water fly from the girl's side of the field, so it's my turn to act.

"Oshawott, use Air Slash on Piplup! Beautifly, use Stun Spore on Pachirisu!"

Before the Spark attack can hit Oshawott, Beautifly paralyzes the Pokémon with a powdery substance. Oshawott then jumps over Pachirisu and slashes the air, creating a force of wind that knocks into Piplup.

"Now, Piplup! Use Drill Peck! Pachirisu, use Sweet Kiss!"

"Oshawott, use Icy Wind!"

Piplup, once hit, became very slow. It slowly ran to Oshawott, and my Pokémon was able to slam it with an Aqua Jet. Pachirisu stood paralyzed, and Beautifly had the shot to defeat it.

"Now, Beautifly! Use Silver Wind!"

A wind wisps through the air, hitting Oshawott, Piplup, and Pachirisu for damage. Suddenly, Beautifly looks in better shape than ever.

It proceeds to use Silver Wind again. Oshawott manages to dodge by using Aqua Jet, outspeeding the attack and missing it. The other two Pokémon fall over unconscious. I just realized—the game is over and I never watched the point bar slowly decline. My points were still perfect; the girl wasn't able to land a hit on me. I expected Oshawott's damage to count, but it didn't.

"Nice job," the girl says.

"Thank you!"

"Folks, despite Beautifly's gambling Silver Wind, Oshawott was able to survive! Alex is our winner! She will advance to the finals!" Vivian shouts, and the whole crowd roars wildly. Finally, I'm going farther in contests.

In the Coordinator Waiting Room, I thank the girl and sit by Sean.

"I have to go now. You were great. Wish me luck!" he smiles, and then walks out of the room.

I watch the screen. My "friend" Sean and enemy Willis are about to face off. I think I know who I'm rooting for.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

As I walk down the market, I keep glancing back at my watch.

"Treecko, we have ten minutes before our secret raid on the Shipyard. Is there anything you want to look at?" I ask my green friend.

"Tree…Tree-cko!" Treecko gasps, running to the Pokédoll stand.

"Tree!" it shoves a Skitty toy in my face.

"Treecko, I am not buying you a pink cat toy," I facepalm.

"Tree!" it argues.

"Fine, I'll buy you the stupid toy!" I yell, and shove a wad of cash in the seller's face."Thanks for suckering my Pokémon!"

The man looks at Treecko and mumbles, "That one wasn't for sale," and begins crying.

Treecko, myself, and Treecko's toy keep walking down the Slateport Market.

"Here's an Expert Belt I can buy Makuhita!" I tell Treecko, but it is captivated by this plush toy.

We walk by this stand with scarves. There's a plaque beside the display. It said "Pokémon Scarves raise a Pokémon's contest abilities. Blue raises Beauty. Green raises Smartness. Pink raises Cuteness. Red raises Coolness. Yellow raises Toughness."

However, I notice two other scarves. One that I looked at had the word "Silk Scarf" sewn into it. Also, I find one called a "Choice Scarf." I purchase everything he has because I kind of want to give the scarves to Alex, to raise her contest abilities.

The man looks at me weirdly. It makes me uncomfortable. While he may not be a pedophile, the man's darkness--dressed in black, old, beady-eyed--scares me.

"That'll be $1 million," he smirks.

"Uh," I panic, looking for money. I've come up with about $300…

"Would you take this Skitty doll?" I ask.

"Ooh! A Skitty! Yes!" he snatches it out of my hands.

"Treee!" my Treecko cries.

I don't want to get rid of Treecko's toy, but I don't want to steal. I guess I am part of Team Aqua, though...

"Treecko, now snatch that doll out of his hands. Use Quick Attack so he doesn't see," I suggest.

"Tree…cko!"

Treecko speeds over to the man and takes the doll in his hands. He then begins to cry out that a ghost took it. When Treecko comes back, it's nuzzling its doll. What the heck has gotten into the thing?

"Four more minutes," I tell him.

We walk through the market some more, and in the final stand there is a smiling woman.

"Hi, I'm new to this bazaar," she smiles.

"Oh, I'm a newcomer. I'm from Littleroot Town," I say.

"I like your Treecko," she continues, staring down.

"Yes, yes. It seems that you are the trainer I've been looking for. I have two TMs, one is still used today. The other is not, so I'll have to teach one of your Pokémon. Would you like me to?" she asks.

I nod yes, and she gives me TM Hidden Power.

"That attack varies in typing and power. It all depends on your Pokémon. Anyway, this other attack is called Secret Power. Ever since the Unova region, this attack has mysteriously disappeared. However, Hoenn is the region proud enough to still use it!"

That's cool—a rare attack?

"Now, the neat part comes: this attack can make secret bases throughout the Hoenn region. Small indentations in the wall, tall trees, and giant bushes all can be hollowed out to make bases!"

Bases? That would be perfect for Team Aqua.

"I'm in!"

So for about two minutes she shows my Makuhita how to use Secret Power. Makuhita then begins to slam into tables.

"Maku-hita!"

"Makuhita, return. Ugh, what am I gonna do with you?" I sigh.

"Psst," a voice emanates from beyond the market.

"Are you ready for your mission? Shelly and I are waiting for you," Matthew, the first admin I've met, tells me.

"Yeah! Ready, Treecko?"

"Tree!"

"Then let's get started! First up, we're going to have to kidnap the captain," he tells me.

Kidnapping? Hardly sounds like saving the seas…

"Um, sure," I shrug, and Treecko and I follow our friend from Rustboro City.

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Yeah, I don't have the time to edit at the moment, but I can. This is also a rough copy (lost the final), so there may be some problems. Hope you enjoyed and I'll hopefully post some more soon!

Drohn said:
Just finished reading chapter 13! I like that Alex's Pokémon got to learn some new moves during their training and that Anthony is getting tougher too. Now I'm curious whether/when his Pokémon will evolve! Looking forward to the next chapter!
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You'll just have to find out :p
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 14]

Wonderful, as always! But you need to type more slowly. I found some mistakes.

From the screen in the Coordinator Waiting Room, all I can say is "Wow." I stroke Houndour as it watches carefully

"This man truly is a genious!" Mr. Contesta screams with a standing ovation.
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You missed a period in the first sentence, and I'm pretty sure "genius" isn't spelt that way. :p
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 14]

Ugh sometimes things just slip up. Back when I was still on summer vacation I'd type until 2 in the morning, so that probably didn't help my case. I'm all caught up in homework so I can't really edit much, but I got rid of the o and added the period. I can spell genius, it just slips xD (kind of like when I'm writing, I write so fast I forget the last letters of words :p)
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 14]

Hey everyone! I just finished most of my assigned work for AP Literature, so I found the time to actually post again xD. I'm approaching the 100 post mark! Haha, enjoy this newly-edited copy of "Sea Scoundrels and Land-Lubbers!"

Sea Scoundrels and Land-Lubbers​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

"Surskit, use Shadow Ball on Duskull! Shroomish, use Spore on Combusken!" Sean cries.

Surskit throws a black orb at Willis' newly-caught Ghost-type Pokémon, and it hits the Pokémon hard. Sean's green mushroom puts Combusken to sleep with a powerful Spore attack.

"Now, Shroomish! Bullet Seed on Duskull! Surskit, Hydro Pump Combusken!"

Combusken gets knocked out flat without even getting to move.

"What?! Is that even fair?" Willis shrieks.

Shroomish spits a stream of seeds at Duskull, plopping into the Requiem Pokémon and knocking it out as well.

"This means that Sean will be making it on to the finals as well. Stay tuned for the exciting battle between Sean of Oldale Town and Alex of Rustboro City!" Vivian continues.

"Remarkable!" all three judges say, and Mr. Sukizo has a grin on his face.

I'm still in the Coordinator Waiting Room in the back. Sean won without losing a single point…this is going to be a long, hard match. As I see Willis come back upset, I secretly enjoy his pain.

"You secretly enjoy my pain. I know you do," he tells me.

My face turns red from him reading my thoughts. "Whaaat? Me? Enjoy your pain? How rude of me!" Oh this is too good.

Sean comes back with his Surskit and Shroomish, congratulating them on a job well-done. He looks so happy...Surskit does too. Those two have developed a strong bond.

"Looks like we're in the finals," he mumbles, and I nod.

After a few minutes, I decide that I'll be using Oshawott and Houndoom. Houndoom can keep up with the pace, and Oshawott will have time to set its trap.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

I follow Matthew just to find Shelly leaning up against the Shipyard's outer wall.

"Hey, squirt," she smiles.

"Hi Shelly," I sheepishly mutter. I'm still upset about losing.

"You already know her?" Matthew asks, and I notice that his hair is gelled again.

"Yep, we met last night," Shelly tells him, "but never mind the introductions. We have a mission. Here we go: Matt, I want you to distract the captain. Tony, you go and make sure the place gets evacuated at the sight of us Aqua Admin. That's when I'll come up from behind and gag him," she decides.

"Right!" we both agree.

Shelly takes me in the back way of the Shipyard. There are tons of old rickety boats and parts of new cruise liners, all displayed outside. Matt goes in the front way. Immediately, a red light flashes and a siren can be heard. Shelly tells me that they've tested it, and the ground floor can't hear the siren. That's where Captain Stern's workroom is. We rush in the back way as everyone swarms out. She continues running as I begin to look for brave stowaways.

"Hello?" I ask out loud.

"Shh, they'll find us!" a scientist tells me from under a desk.

"I'm…I'm one of them. If you want to go, do it now. Now's your only chance, or they'll lock you up too and throw away the key," I panic.

He stares at me, studying my words and nods his head. He is old; bright white hair and thick-rimmed glasses. I stare at him without keeping in mind that he should be out of here.

"You said they'll lock me up...too...You're not one of them, are you?"

My face turns red and I get angry. I am one of them! I do the work, I wear the logo. That's all there is to it. In my book anyways.

"J-just go. Now. Get out of my sight!" I bark, and the man scurries away like the rest of them.

"Tony, down here!" a voice screams from downstairs.

"The captain is missing, but the security cameras don't show him leaving. Where could he be…" another one, probably Matt, continues.

I run down the steps of the Shipyard and find that the two of them are just standing there depressed. I stand with them. The room is filled with desks and boat designs and math. There are papers scattered everywhere. Suddenly, I hear a small noise.

"What was that?" I ask.

A bang! came from behind.

"Huh?"

"Clamperl, use Water Gun!"

A random Clamperl shoots out and begins to attack.The thing has a blue shell and pink pearl inside; it's easily describable. Treecko hops off my shoulder in my defense.

"Treecko, deflect it with Bullet Seed!"

Treecko manages to ruin the surprise attack, and Captain Stern reveals himself while returning his Clamperl.

"What on earth do you want?"

"You know what we want. You're coming with us!" Matt yells.

"No, I mostly certainly am not!"

"Oh really? Go, Walrein! Use Yawn!" Shelly smirks.

A giant blue blubbery creature comes out of its Pokéball. The tusks on this thing are huge—they could break ice! Its belly-flop rattles the area. Little trinkets and pictures fall off of desks and clatter to the floor. Walrein stands above the man in order to intimidate him.

"Waaall!" it yawns.

"Haaa," Captain Stern yawns too, and soon after falls over asleep.

"Return, Walrein!"

Matt picks up Captain Stern's body and slings it over his shoulder. Shelly congratulates him on losing some weight.

"Haha, very funny. I'm physically fit for a reason," he says.

As they carry it out, Shelly tells me that they'll explain to Archie how I protected them from harm. They bid me farewell and walk away with the body casually. I guess people are used to it nowadays.

Wait, where's Sean? He's going to miss the second part of the mission!

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

"It seems that these two trainers are tied in competitive abilities!" Vivian observes, seeing at the scoreboard.

The bar shows halfway gone for both of us, but he has the edge by a millimeter.

"Houndoom, use Dark Pulse on Surskit! Oshawott, Water Pulse on the ground!"

Houndoom causes Surskit to flinch from such a powerful attack of dark rays, and Shroomish misses its Headbutt attack because Oshawott dodged it. My partner floods the ground in a pulse of clear water.

"Now use Icy Wind!" Houndoom, use Flamethrower on yourself to keep warm!"

Houndoom stays warm even though the ice begins to freeze everything. Even its feet aren't frozen. The fire-typing keeps it from being too cold. All Houndoom has to do is use Flamethrower. On Sean's end, Shroomish and Surskit begin to slide.

"What's your big plan? Making a skating rink?" Sean laughs.

"It seems that Sean has used Alex's strategy to his own advantage!"

"Oshawott, use Aqua Jet on Surskit! Houndoom, Flamethrower Shroomish!"

"Shroomish, dodge it! Surskit, Quick Attack to match its power!"

Oshawott and Surskit hit head on. Houndoom misses its attack and causes a small part of the ice to melt. Plus, Houndoom is having problems on the slippery floor. I need some sort of tractions, or drag…or…ah!

"It appears that Houndoom is having problems with the change in scenery!"

"Oshawott, I want you to use Aqua Jet to jump on Houndoom! Houndoom, use Iron Tail on the ice as Oshawott keeps you two powered up!"

Oshawott uses Aqua Jet to escape Surskit's wrath and then lands on Houndoom. From there, it begins to have Aqua Jet envelope the two of them—yet not hurting Houndoom—to bring them into a priority combo. Houndoom uses Iron Tail to create drag and control where they move, so now Oshawott and Houndoom have created a water-fire combination that forms the idea of a race car. They slide around the ring, and Oshawott repeatedly uses Water Pulse on the two of Sean's Pokémon, who look confused as my Pokémon continue to use their own creation to its full benefit.

"Surskit, use Shadow Ball! Eventually you'll hit them!"

Surskit uses Shadow Ball in the same place, and it does hit Houndoom. Repeatedly.

I'm running out of points, and if I don't think of something…wait! This will end the game for sure!

"Oshawott, Aqua Jet more, but rocket off of Houndoom and towards Surskit! Houndoom, sling your Iron Tail around you to create a spin. Keep doing that for a few minutes!"

Surskit launches more attacks, but they fail. Shroomish tries to use Spore, but its opponents are just too fast! The crowd is going wild! The judges are on their toes, screaming from left to right in excitement!

Oshawott is in the air--right above Surskit. Houndoom is still spinning in a circle, while circling the perimeter of the circular field as well. This is almost like the Earth rotating on its axis, but still revolving around the sun in an elliptical pattern.

"Oshawott, now! Use Air Slash on Surskit! Houndoom, use Flamethrower on yourself and then head to Shroomish!"

Surskit can't dodge this. Oshawott uses its Scalchop to slash the air, creating a powerful force of wind that slashes onto Surskit quickly. Oshawott lands on the ice, spinning and then raising its Scalchop up proudly.

Houndoom uses Flamethrower to create a doughnut of fire. The attack doesn't actually hit Houndoom, so it does not experience anything of the sort. However, the move combo looks kind of like a sideways Flame Wheel. It crashes into Shroomish hard. Houndoom uses Iron Tail on the ground. This props it into the air. As it falls, the Pokemon lands right beside Oshawott. After all the effort, Houndoom uses Flamethrower in the air to signal victory.

Surskit and Shroomish fall over unconscious. Time is up. I…I won!

"After a very impressive victory, our winner is the ice-water-fire combination and its master, Alex of Rustboro City! You have won the Slateport Ribbon!"

...I actually did it…

"That was an amazing display of your abilities! You have definitely marked your name down in my memorable coordinator book!" Mr. Contesta laughs.

"That was…more than remarkable?! It was five times as remarkable as expected of this. I am completely...you're….REMARKABLE!" Mr. Sukizo continues.

"I've never seen such a thoughtful display of your talents. You truly deserve this ribbon. Looking forward to seeing you in the Grand Festival!" Nurse Joy concludes.

Looking forward to seeing you in the Grand Festival.

They think I have the skill!

. . .

I run out of the Contest Hall with my yellow ribbon. I'm ten minutes late for the raid! I find Terra outside the Oceanic Museum

"Where have you been?!" she asks.

"Got the ribbon!" I cheer.

"Good thing Maxie didn't notice you were gone, or you'd be kicked off and on the streets!"

As we wait our turn in line for the Oceanic Museum, I notice people on the rooftop.

"Who are they?"

"Aqua…"

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu
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Sean finally joins me on the rooftop and says he overslept. Weird…he wasn't in his bed this morning. Oh well. We get a laser and create a small hole in the rooftop. Aqua gadgets are so cool.

Sean holds the rope as I climb down and into the museum. We mapped it out perfectly—I'm in the custodian's room. Sean comes down as well.

"What are we looking for?"

"Well I'm not sure what exactly it is, but it should be good," I tell him.

Shelly and Matt are still gone, but I remember Matt saying something about a Blue Orb and a Red Orb. Which one controls Kyogre?

"I hate this Abra!" one Aqua Grunt shouts from outside the building. Sean goes to see what is going on by climbing up the rope. I hear him jump off the building and onto the ground with a thud. Who knows what he's doing.

I continue looking. I find this green hemisphere in the back of the room. It seems to…twinkle at my eyes. It's labeled "Not Worth Museum Material." The sticker is just put on the front. It must be a dud. It just seems to be something…of importance to me. I get my bag and Treecko opens the case. He takes the half-orb and hands it to me to slip it in just as Sean comes back.

"I just traded my Machop for an Abra! Too bad I'll have to trade it again to get it to evolve, and then trade it again to keep it. Oh well, it's a good deal!"

"Yeah, that's great," I shrug his excitement off as I lift my slightly-heavier bag. Treecko hops back on my shoulder.

"Are you ready to leave? This place has been a bust," I tell him, and he nods.

We climb back up the rope and didn't get caught at all..

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

I'm inside with Terra now. Nothing so far. Team Aqua's already gone. Everyone was driven out by Tabitha, who scared them away with threats and warnings. Oshawott got scared too, but I told him it was okay.

I decide to stay on the ground floor and look at the collection of novels. After looking at all but one, I pull the last one off, but it was stuck—it's a lever. The bookcase opens up and I look around, seeing no one near me, and slip in. Time to see what Stern's hiding.

The only thing inside is a desk with half an orb on it. There's a book inside with Stern's writing.

"Day 4: I have decided that this half of the orb matches with the other half on the top floor. I marked it as not view-able so people don't look at it. I plan on putting the orbs together and maybe stop Team Magma and Team Aqua in their tracks."

I slip the half- "orb" in my bag and exit, tell Terra there's nothing here, and run out of the museum with Oshawott, hiding my find from anyone else.

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Ah, we finally start moving on in the story! From here on there is nothing but plot details being released one after another. Be prepared for upcoming shockers, though. If you find any mistakes I'll edit the chapter, though I didn't see anything big (and what I did see while skimming was corrected). Enjoy and stay tuned for the next chapter!
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 15]

Ah, yes, I'm finally posting again. This chapter is filled with fun and adventure. Though not as exciting as future chapters, this does kind of bring in the fact that both Tony and Alex are moving up in their groups and will be given responsibilities to do many things...maybe even to one another (or not! :D). Enjoy the chapter!
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Bu-dewing Your Very Best
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Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

"That's right, you are on the list for the next Aqua Admin! You just have to surpass the other three people, and then you'll be ranked up to the highest extent possible. Let me warn you; being an admin requires dedication. That means not only are you going to have to give orders, but you have to make up your own orders as well—and some of them will not be good," Archie warns me.

"Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself no matter what the ranking is," I reply through the PokéNav.

. . .
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Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

"You showed amazing time management with your contest and the takeover, therefore I will grant you permission to join these contests, even though I usually forbid them. Be careful, child. Your true destiny of Magma Admin is not too far away. Don't mess it up," Maxie exclaims.

Speaking through the PokéNav, I retort, "Please, Boss! Terra and I have everything completely under control. Don't worry about us!"

"Your next destination is…"

. . .​

Both
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"Mauville City. Through there you will pass a desert and a fiery path, and then you will reach the next target—Mt. Chimney. Further instructions will be given when you arrive," the PokéNavs say.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

Sean and I, with Treecko on my shoulder, head off in the direction of my third badge. As we walk, Pokémon run to and fro, frolicking in the path and enjoying the stream of water nearby.

"Are we there yet?" Sean whines, but stops quietly as Treecko glares at him.

"No. Not even halfway. In fact, we have stepped only five yards from Slateport City. Do you think that Mauville is just a step away?"

"I…I was hoping," Sean suggests, and Treecko slaps him with his tail. I laugh.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

"Ready to head toward Mauville City?" Terra asks me as we step out.

"No. We're taking a detour to Verdanturf Town. Surely we can find some sort of route leading straight there," I say.

"First of all, we have to get to Mauville City to get to Verdanturf Town. Second, why?! Maxie told us to go on through!"

"There's a contest in Verdanturf Town. Besides, Maxie gave me permission for a reason," I shout.

We finally lose the view of Slateport as we turn our backs, and Oshawott gladly begins running around.

"Oshawott…wait up," I pant. We've gone so far already.

Next to us is a stream, flowing with lily pads, currents, and…Pokémon in distress? I can hear a faint Pokémon cry in the river.

"What's going on?" Terra questions as she catches up.

"I'm going in!" I yelp, and then shove my Magma bag at Terra so I can dive into the water.

"What the heck are you doing? Are you drunk or something? That current will wash you away!"

"Come on Oshawott," I panic.

Oshawott lets me grab hold of it and Aqua Jets to the sound we are hearing.

"Bud…Budew…"

Budew?

Oshawott stops speeding through and lets me grab the small green Pokémon. Once I've got it, Oshawott steers us back to the trail and I thrust my body against the ground. My clothes and hair are wet. I open up my arms to find a brightly-colored floral Pokémon. It seems to be a baby…

"Buh?! Budew!" it runs away scared.

That's kind of sad, I liked the little Pokémon. With my heroic status, I propose that we keep going foward. As we do so, Oshawott is the first to find a small island in the middle of the stream.

"Oh, no! No, no, no! I will not let you die because you're excited! Curiosity kills the c—" Terra chants.

I simply swim through the current now; it's so much weaker. Oshawott comes behind me. Terra, although reluctant, agrees and follows. We carry our bags on our backs so they don't get wet.

As we finally reach the island, I read a plaque beside the buildings nearby.

"New Mauville: Wattson's idea to move the town and help the children have fun! Failure rate: 100%"​

"Weird," I think.

"What is it?" Terra asks.

Oshawott comes up and grabs onto my leg. I tell them how it appears to be a complex built to function as another town, or of an amusement park of sorts. Although confusing, it does sound interesting.

"Torb!" something screams as we approach the building.

Several Voltorb, Emolga, Luxio, Blitzle, and Plusle & Minun swarm us and attack with electric moves. It appears that we have trespassed on their territory. Oshawott falls over unconscious. To our backs reveal Chinchou and Stunfisk, both Pokémon in the water, but are still part electric. We're surrounded.

"Yep, curiosity killed the poor cat," Terra whispers.

"Emol?" Emolga asks the crowd.

They all prepare an attack much stronger than Thunderbolt…they're charging up a mega-blasting Thunder attack to finish us off! So much for exploring.
. . .​

"Budew…Bu-dew!" Budew sings, floating down the river again.

​

Little does that girl know, it was singing. Budew hears some screaming coming from the small island. Slowly but surely, Budew floats to the island.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

"HELP!" I scream as the electric-type Pokémon fuse their Thunder attacks together. Suddenly, a Jolteon appears and takes control of the orb. It lifts its head up, as if to signal the slingshot effect of the ball of energy, and then snaps it back at us. The electric orb comes closer and closer.

"Bud!"

Something shields us. Something small—Budew.

Suddenly, the sky gets very bright. The sun intensifies. Not only does Budew begin recovering all of its health, but it automatically launches a large beam of light from its bud to the electric ball, which disintegrates upon contact. Knocking out every Pokémon but the Emolga, Budew knocks even the Jolteon out of its wits.

"Molga!" the Pokémon lunges at Budew.

"Budew!" I scream, warning it.

The Pokémon looks up to see an Aerial Ace coming to crash into it.

"Go, Pokéball!" Terra shouts, and captures the Emolga in a ball. One, two, three shakes!

"That is one angry Pokémon," I sigh, and watch the Budew heal itself more with Synthesis.

"Thank you so much, Budew!" I smile, and hug the Pokémon it happily smiles. The little green bib makes it look just like a baby!

. . .

We move on from the water where we crossed to get to New Mauville, and continue on in search of Mauville City.

Behind us, albeit quietly, Budew slowly follows—eager for something.

. . .​

Tony: Treecko, Corphish, Makuhita, Swablu​

"What is this place?" Sean asks as we reach a giant gray building.

"If I remember correctly…it's the Trick House. Every year they do this massive series of games to have a winner with prizes," I explain.

"Sounds like fun! Can we join?"

"It's probably not open. What are the odds of tha—" I'm cut off.

"Are you two youngsters here for the Trick House?! Ohoho! You are in for a treat, lads! I am the Trick Master, at your service," a crazy old man with a cane walks up. Maybe he's advertising something

"What do we have to do?" I ask.

"Well I'll tell you," the man laughs.

I should have kept my big mouth shut.

. . .

"Okay, contestants! Here are the rules! As there are now, only twelve contestants per competition can participate! That's the only rule. The objective of the game is to make it through several obstacle courses to reach the end of the fun! The first one too will win a fabulous prize!"

We're already at the beginning of the Trick House. He magically teleported the two of us to the other contestants. (I'm pretty sure I saw a Ralts hiding in his giant pockets.)

The contestants seem decent; there's a couple, there's me and Sean, a bunch of random people, and….

"Willis, what the heck are you doing here?!"

The slightly-younger boy grinned. That disgusting face makes me want to vomit; he's always trying to be better than me. And Alex.

"What, afraid you'll lose to the likes of me? Ha!"

The first obstacle is swinging from a rope and landing on the other side. In between, there is a large gap filled with a pool of foam. It's as if you're swinging from one cliff to the other.

"It's like thiiiiis!" the Trick Master squeals, and swings on the rope—but slams into the side of the other 'cliff.'

"Is he okay?" Sean asks.

"I'm not sure," I reply.

One person grabs the rope, kicks off, and swings onto the other platform. Bragging, he dances around and laughs.

Two girls swing together and land safely together, making three out of twelve safe. However, the next contestant, a youngster, falls flat into the foam and misses grabbing the rope. One down, ten to go. Then I win.

The next few people, Willis, a sixth, a seventh, and an eighth person all make it easily.

I grab the rope and Have Treecko hold on to my arm as I swing. Effortlessly, I make it to the other side. Sean does as well. The couple goes together and continues too. That means eleven out of twelve made it. This is almost fun and almost boring.

"Let's go!" the couple shouts, and begins to run.

Sean and I begin running too. Willis as well. Soon enough, we all were.

One person ran too far, though. He ran straight into a trap door and disappears. I wonder what happened to him?

We keep going, dodging traps and tricks, and finally make it into the next room. It's a giant maze…and we have to get through.

"You guys have to run through the maze, like thiiiis!" the Trick Master screams and slams into the wall. He then disappears thanks to his Ralts.

"I don't know about you guys, but," Willis says, and then jumps on the wall and begins climbing it. What a cheater.

"Help!" one person disappears, and then another beside them does as well. She hops in after her friend. That means there are only eight people left.

Sean and I keep running through the maze. Dead end. Turn. Dead end. Turn. Eventually we wind down a long curve and come across two different paths.

"Gah! Medic?" another cries out. He runs out of the right path with a bloody arm screaming about quitting.

"Left path it is," I whisper, running again. Treecko begins to get tired. However, things finally start looking up.

We reach the clearing marked "Finish." Beside the Trick Master there are two people; a little girl and a disgusting child whose name I shall not speak of.

"There is only one more that can move on now. Only five can continue!" Trick Master explains.

The female of the couple runs out, and then the male. He goes back once he realizes that he lost. I guess he's done this before and already knows.

"Brilliant! Three boys, two girls. Almost good enough, however now only three of you will remain!"

We are teleported across the room to this weird area. It's filled with sand—everywhere.

"You are to run across this sandy field to the other side! Like thiiiiiis!"

The Trick Master runs across the desert landscape and falls in a hole.

"Oh yeah, there are hooooles!" he screams, and then disappears.

"That guy never calms down," Willis whispers. I have to agree with him.

Suddenly, the little girl and Willis both begin moving fast. Willis immediately falls in a hole face-first, but the little girl doesn't fall in one until halfway through. Sean and I start running, and he quickly loses me as he falls through a pit trap.

Treecko and I scamper from one area to another, avoiding obvious pitfalls. Snap! I hear a small twig break, and then Treecko and I slide into a hole and are stuck. Willis begins running again. The little girl, Sean, and the girlfriend are ahead of me as well.

"If there are no rules, I'm going to need some…help," I say, and then grin at Treecko.

"Tree?"

Treecko begins digging through the sand rapidly. I can hear feet scampering in the dirt; we're catching up! Soon enough, Treecko plops out in the open and I thrust my body out from the hole. We quickly run to the finish line and make it first place!

Sean is coming next. He is only two yards away from the finish line! He's coming in! He's—pushed into a hole by Willis! Willis runs up and makes it on as well. Great.

However, the girlfriend is obviously out. She runs back the other way and tries to escape. It's Sean versus the little girl.

"Sorry, mister," she smiles, and steps on Sean's head as he gets out of the hole. She makes it on and Sean is forced to head back. I'm alone now…with Willis. Ew.

As we go beyond the finish line, the Trick Master explains that only two people will make it to the finals. The next challenge is just to walk through the door; however there is one obstacle: the Trick Master has left his Snorlax asleep and each time, each contestant will have to wake it up. Every time, a different tactic will be used. If one cheats on this round, s/he will be disqualified.

"Here, you wake him, like thiiiiis!" the Trick Master squeals, and Body Slams the Snorlax. However, he bounces back onto the cold hard ground.

"Just like that!"

A drop of sweat rolls down the back of my head. What's wrong with this guy?

Willis is going up first. His tactic is to squeeze through. With only thirty seconds, how can he possibly do that. I watch easily as he loses momentum and sits on Snorlax within seven seconds. Twenty three later and he loses. He'll have another go if I fail, or the little girl.

The girl, speaking of which, pulls out a flue—a Pokéflute to be specific. She plays it and wakes the Snorlax up. It gently rolls towards the music, and she runs through to the other side—securing her spot in the final two.

After twenty minutes, Snorlax falls asleep in the same place. If squeezing didn't work, maybe battling will.

"Go, Makuhita! Corphish! Swablu!" I call my Pokémon out. Treecko hops on field with the rest of them.

"Swablu, use Heal Bell to wake Snorlax up!"

Swablu chimes an imaginative bell, which brings Snorlax to its senses.

"Now, Corphish, use Crabhammer! Treecko, use Bullet Seed! Makuhita, Arm Thrust!"

Corphish's and Treecko's attacks are sponged off, but Makuhita's Arm Thrust hits super hard. I return Swablu and Corphish and have Treecko retreat as we watch Makuhita work.

"Ma-ku-hi-ta!"

Fifteen seconds left.

"Makuhita, come on! More power!"

Makuhita begins to slam its fists into Snorlax, slowly pushing it away from the doorway.

Twelve seconds.

"Come on!"

Makuhita breathes in deeply. Ten seconds.

"Once more, Makuhita!" I panic. It's not looking good.

Makuhita smiles at me and then glows brightly. Suddenly, its hands go from little black gloves to giant, red, and menacing. It goes beyond double its previous size—now it dwarves me at over seven feet tall. This hulking Pokémon is impressively sturdy in posture.

"Hariyama!" the Pokémon cries, and then uses one powerful move to slam Snorlax fifty feet, causing the giant Pokémon to crash into the wall of the Trick House.

Five seconds.

Treecko and I run to the finish line. Hariyama joins me at the last second, earning me a spot in the final two.

I look it up and it appears that Hariyama learned Brick Break and replaced Vital Throw. I praise my Pokémon and let it rest in its Pokéball.

"Very nice, you two. The final challenge is to battle of course, like…er…thiiiiis!" the Trick Master confusedly squeals. He begins hitting himself in the head.

"I guess he hurt himself in his confusion," I laugh.

The Trick Master heals our Pokémon. Now is for the real fun: a Pokémon battle.

"Go, Swampert!" the girl smiles. She's so little…how could she have a Swampert?

"Go, Corphish! Use Crabhammer!"

"Swampert, use Protect! Then counter it with Earthquake!"

Swampert is protected from my attack, and then OHKOs Corphish with one single Earthquake…

"Phiish…"

"Corphish, return! If we can't hit by land…maybe by air?" Swablu, I choose you!"

Swablu comes out and uses Hyper Voice, which hurts Swampert's hearing. However Swablu is knocked out with a speedy Ice Punch. I'm already down to two Pokémon…

"Treecko, looks like you'll have to do this one," I say to my shoulder, and Treecko hops off of it and lands on the ground.

"Swampert, use Ice Punch!"

"Dodge it and use Bullet Seed!"

Swampert comes in and slams its icy-blue fist at Treecko, however my Wood Gecko Pokémon dodged it and slammed it with a barrage of speedy seeds. Swampert retreats back, and then Treecko goes in for the win and knocks it out with Quick Attack.

"That was one powerful Pokémon…" I stammer, still down about losing Corphish and Swablu. Who is this girl?

"Go, Parasect! Use X-Scissor!"

A mushroom Pokémon is emitted from its Pokéball and begins to attack Treecko. My Pokémon simply knocks it out with Acrobatics. The girl clenches her teeth. She says she still has two Pokémon left.

Whatever her name is, she sends out a Crobat against Treecko.

"Crobat, use Taunt!"

Crobat begins sneering and laughing at Treecko, whose reaction is to all-out attack.

"Treecko, use Acrobatics!"

"Brave Bird!"

Treecko skillfully jumps around and slams into Crobat, however when it did, Crobat hit it head-on with a powerful Brave Bird attack. The Pokémon is enveloped in a blue flame, and knocks out my signature Pokémon in one singular hit again.

"Treee…"

"Treecko?!" I pick Treecko up and set him by my side. Eventually he wakes up and watches the rest of the fight. All I have left is Hariyama, and Crobat resists Fighting…and can beat Fighting…wait! Sean taught Hariyama…

"Go, Hariyama!" I stammer. My impressive Pokémon makes its true battle debut.

"This battle's over!" the girl laughs.

"Hariyama, first use Ice Punch!" I begin.

Hariyama slams its icy hand onto Crobat.

"Now use your other fist to slam it down with Brick Break!"

Hariyama knocks the Pokémon down onto the ground, severely injured. Crobat can't even get up.

"Crobat, return…ha! Hahahahaha!" the girl laughs.

Hariyama, Treecko, and I look at each other weirdly.

"Go, Ninjask!"

A speedy bug Pokémon begins zipping around the field. Hariyama misses several attempts to KO the thing, and it hits my Pokémon with soft attacks such as X-Scissor. I'm trying to think…how can I get this Pokémon to stop being so fast? Wait…one attack has secondary statuses!

"Hariyama, use Secret Power on Ninjask!"

"Ninjask, Double Team!"

It doesn't matter, though. After all of the training I've done with these Pokémon on the Slateport beach, they have been taught everything needed to go on with Double Team—a very easy counter to slow Pokémon.

"Hariyama, focus and use Secret Power!"

Hariyama closes its eyes and glows pink. It imagines the several different Ninjask buzzing around, listening for a certain…ah! As it approaches, Hariyama slams into it, causes it to glow pink, and then it becomes paralyzed—too crippled to move fast.

"Now use Ice Punch to finish it off!"

"No! Ninjask, you can do it!"

Needless to say, Hariyama won me the competition. After a victory dance, I rejoin with Sean and we go to collect our prize.

"Oh yes, a big bag of items indeed! Try one!" the Trick Master squeals, and then shoves a bag in my face. I open it to find Rare Candy. Treecko eats one but spits it out in disgust. It's…plastic?

"Ha! HA! BWAHAHAHAHA! I tricked you! Here's your real prize," the Trick Master laughs, tears rolling down his face. He tucks a book in my bag and whispers something about Team Aqua.

"How did you know? Didn't you get mad?" I ask.

"Kid, devious teams like that make tricks more fun. Too bad you're a fuddy-duddy. Nothing fun about you," he sighs, and then says that it's a true storybook on Kyogre and Groudon.

. . .

As I read the book with Treecko on my shoulder, Sean yells something about seeing a town.

"Mauville City, the bright and shiny city of fun," I whisper, and Sean and I race down the hill to where the next town lies. Too bad Treecko has Quick Attack.

. . .​

Alex: Oshawott, Houndoom, Beautifly​

As we move past the woods and into the clearing for Mauville City, I turn around to hear something crying behind me.

"Stay right here," I tell Oshawott and Terra.

I begin backtracking, and find a Gulpin trying to Swallow Budew.

"Aahh!" it points to its mouth.

"Bud! Budeeew!"

I scoop the Pokémon up right as Gulpin snaps its jaws down. Then it uses Gunk Shot, slamming chunks of who-knows-what on my legs as I run. While running, I look down to see Budew staring at me with glistening-eyes. We finally reach Terra and Oshawott. I explain the matter and agree with Terra that I should let it go.

"There you go, Budew! Now you can return home," I smile, and let the Pokémon out of my arms.

However, the Pokémon takes two steps—and then turns around and jumps back in my arms.

"I'm thinking that it wants to join you on your adventures!" Terra smiles at me. She seems to know everything, or wants to. Too bad I already figured this from the start.

"Is that true, Budew? Do you want to join me?"

"Budew!"

"Even if I'm from Team Magma?"

"Budew!"

On this day I have officially received my fourth Pokémon! I wonder what will be next. I guess my future has much to reveal.

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Yay, 16 chapters! I'm typing up chapter 30 tonight so there is plenty of catching up to do. After all of my exhausting schoolwork I finally found the right moment to post this. I tried to get every feature I could on the route. I'm excited for the upcoming episode(s) that bring much needed development!
 
RE: The Clash of Land and Sea [Chapter 16]

We're already at the beginning of the Trick House. He magically teleported Sean and I to the other contestants. (I'm pretty sure I saw a Ralts hiding in his giant pockets.)
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Actually, it's supposed to be "Sean and me", not "Sean and I". :p

"Mauville City, the bright and shiny city of fun," I whisper, and Sean and race down the hill to where the next town lies. Too bad Treecko has Quick Attack.
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This sentence seems kind of odd to me.

Anyways:

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Jolly good show!
 
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