《The Return Of The Broken》Tournament Exhibition Match and Bad Luck
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A few hours after that whole ordeal, Ash decided it was time to head out again, not because he had a choice anyway.
The announcement for the preliminaries, yaaaay, so much fun listening to Charles blab on about the rules and regulations, even though EVERYONE there already knows the standard rules since it was a requirement to WIN A LEAGUE, or do something else but nearly everyone did that.
Really, everyone had to go cause they were forced to.
And the match ups.
Wait, not even the match ups, you can easily check when your battle is at the Pokemon Centre.
Ah well, if you didn't go you wouldn't be able to participate.
Yippee
So back outside he was again with Pikachu on his shoulder in the middle of the night walking towards the big ass stadium made for the finals of the tournament, seeing a few others that were also going to.
Other people, however, were staring at him for his curious attire, he took care of that though by glaring their way when they looked at him, making them look away in fear from the fact that he might hurt them.
When he finally got to the entrance of the stadium, guess what? A reaaaaaally long queue just waiting for him! So great. Just what he needed. Waiting for over 200 people to register in just so they can be at the stadium.
This will be absolutely horrific to go through.
----------1 hour later----------
"FINALLY", a certain raven haired trainer exclaimed after getting through the line of people, registering in, waiting 15 minutes to confirm he's legit after checking his accomplishments for ANOTHER 15 minutes, if you do the math, that means he waited half an hour in the line to get treated for this.
What a great start to the tournament.
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After getting over his anger, (and leaving a very large crater in the wall with lingering aura around it, presumably from using an aura infused punch), he stands among a crowd of people, all talking to each other or being introverts (like me) and either playing on whatever mobile device that came from their region or staying stoic and waiting for the induction to the tournament.
Ash was one of those people, choosing to stay away from social butterflies and being a sour grape, ignoring and sending a glare to anyone who comes his way, effectively scaring them off while scratching the top of Pikachu's head, how he can make something that looks really cute be foreshadowed is beyond anyone but him.
The sound of a loud tapping noise coming from all directions was like a muffler, everyone immediately went quiet and turned toward the large platform where Charles Goodshow stood with his impressively non-impressive height. With the regional champions in a line, sitting down. At the far left, Alola's temporary Champion is their regional professer, Professer Kukui, since their league was recently made, they don't have a Champion yet, so Kukui has to fill the role.
Next to him is Kalos' Champion Diantha, the elegant model that really expressed Kalos as the Region of Love, making men drool for her.
To the left of Charles, sits Alder, Champion of Unova, smiling with his usual large grin.
At the right of Charles sat Beauty Queen, Champion Cynthia, who made men double their reactions to Diantha and even have nosebleeds.
To the right of Cynthia, there was Champion of Hoenn, Steven, who had beaten Wallace for his title and made women long for his body with theirs, fangirls and boys are really going at it with the nosebleeds.
And finally sat Lance, Stoic as ever.
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"It is my pleasure today to-"
Aaaaand Ash ignored the rest, he's heard it all before. He could hear some snippets like "Welcome" and "Only the best are here" and... Pizza Rolls?
Ash only turned his attrention back when Charles announces the match ups and times.
"But first." Of course, right when it gets to the interesting part he just has to stop and-
"We are going to have a special Tournament Exhibition Match with one lucky person to go up with the Kanto Champion, Lance, to start this tournament off with a bang." To express this, Lance stood up and scanned the field, while nodding to the crowd below him.
what..?
What..?
WHAT!!?
His thoughts were personified when everyone in the stadium starts shouting about how strange this is. Someone even said "WHAT THE HIZZLE IS THIS FOSHIZZLE?"
Huh.
If you didn't know, dear reader, the reason why this seems like such a big deal is because of things.
Number 1.
This has never been done before.
Number 2.
It would give other trainers an advantage for what Pokemon the chosen person decides to use.
Number 3.
THEY ARE GOING AGAINST A @?!%#*& CHAMPION.
"The person chosen will be decided by the random name selector used to decide match ups, it will be a one on one, two and a half minute battle. This will really show us that the people here can even go against Champions.
Ash and pretty much the entire stadium stood gaping at what was said. They were starting to look a bit like Magikarp. I even think a fly went in someone's mouth...
This continued for a few minutes before Charles broke the silence by saying "Good luck." And gesturing to the massive board at the top of the stadium. Suddenly, photos of all the competitors whizzed by, focusing on a photo a tenth of a second before moving to the next. It started slowing down after a while before coming to a complete stop.
"And the lucky contestant is..."
Everyone was literally staring in silence while they took in the features of the photo. How in the world?
"BARRY RED, wait what?"
Great now even Charles was confused.
"What? I thought it was rig- haha, ignore that. But Barry Red isn't even a competitor. But two..."
Meanwhile, in the middle of the stadium...
"WHAT?"
Barry was a competitor, for finally getting his dream of winning against his father, a frontier brain, when going against the Sinnoh branch.
"SO IS IT ME OR NOT, USUALLY ID BE GLAD FOR THIS BUUUUUT."
So even he was not stoked against a Champion.
Charles managed to hear him screeching (no suprise there, a whole town could.) and replied "MAYBE."
"HOW CAN IT BE A MAYBE?"
"CUZ YOU TWO ARE GONNA FIGHT IT OUT."
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?"
Was the reply of this time Ash AND Barry.
"YOU HEARD ME NOW GET READY, IT STARTS IN 5 MINUTES."
Welp, shiiiiii-.
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