To Be The Best...You Must Test Your Might {PRIVATE}

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    "He was a birthday present. We actually have a lot of Kanto-native Pokemon over on Alola." Regular and sub-breeds. Meowth and Persian, Tattata and Taticate, the usual ones. He even had the Alolan version of a Sandslash. While Dylan was a bit put-off by Raine's attitude, a part of him didn't see the true bad in the guy. He operated on a "good until proven otherwise" mindset. Which a decent chunk of the people and Pokemon who knew him didn't think was wise. "We even have our own kind of Raichu!"

    ❛ seriously? ❜ Somehow, Raine hadn't heard of a variation like that. Now, he was far more invested in this conversation than he was moments before. One hand holds the ashing durry, while the other lifts his head. ❛ i've got a kantonian raichu myself. bit of a brat, 'dat one. ❜ Despite his complaints, he loved the Pokemon dearly. The Raichu was much like the trainer himself; unbelievably cocky. He'd take on any battle, invited to it or not. ❛ i'm a bit of a pikachu - line connoisseur, if 'ya know what i'm sayin'. ❜ Sure, it wasn't the usual Pokemon a Team Rocket member went for, and he was often teased for this, he didn't mind it much.

    "Yeah, man. I use certain types myself. The steady kinds: Water, rock, grass, and ground. To name a few."


    See? To Dylan, this was a sign that Raine wasn't a *completely* bad person. Just rough around the edges. You couldn't have a civil talk with someone who was a villain. Could you? "Toby here can be a handful, sometimes, too." For emphasis, the blonde reached over to pat the water turtle on the back.

    ❛ mmm, I believe it. kanto starters are ornery. right, pip? ❜ The Pikachu offers his trainer a smile, eyes squeezed tight in amusement. His free hand pats him on the head, other lifting his cigarette up so he could take a drag. ❛ what's 'da league like in alola? ❜ Raine mumbles around the stick of nicotine, eyes following the lieutenant as he passed by their conversation. He hadn't spared them a glance. ❛ I heard Orre just one themselves. ❜ He couldn't help but snicker at his own words. ❛ useless, till they get 'dis shithole cleaned up. ❜

    "To be honest: Having a League is an entirely new thing back home. Before Professor Kukui, we didn't really have one. Just the Island Trials."


    Dylan only really know the basic history. Not all the advanced stuff. He moved to lean against one of those little statues sitting outside the Pokemon Center. What? He had read up on that so he'd be better prepared for the Trial back when he was 12. "I'm actually the first Champion. Neat, huh?" The blonde didn't consider the weight of his words.

    Raine cringes at the kid's words, seemingly causing him to take an even longer drag off his durry, till the point all he can offer in response is a coughing fit. Just the suggestion of it stirred some sort of anger within him. The Pikachu on his shoulder frowns worriedly for his trainer, whining quietly. ❛ yeah. real fuckin' neat. ❜ He could offer up his own Kanto League confession, of losing so horribly to the dragon master himself that the man left him with a nose bleed. It was all beyond embarrassing for him these days. Even at the time, he left the Indigo Plateau shamefully. Raine never had the courage to drag himself to a doctor, and it left him with a rather crooked nose as a reminder of the incident. ❛ bet it was fuckin' fun. ❜

    Dylan jerked slightly when the man started coughing. He even winced when Raine responded. Had...Had Dylan hit a nerve? One he didn't know about? "Y-Yeah. Kind of. But it was hard. Hard and scary." You couldn't exactly walk away from a Totem fight without a few good nightmares. Or scratches on you and your team.

    Raine rubs the back of his neck as he listens to the kid drone, lips purpsed. He knows he clearly isn't the only one around here who's had failures, as Dylan's words show, yet it seems like he's the only one who's never recovered from these continuous hardships. For most of Raine's life, he watched as everyone but himself succeeded. He couldn't tell if he was one step behind everyone else, or if the world was just two steps ahead of him. ❛ I believe it. ❜ He suddenly seems to relent, dropping the end of his durry as it begins to burn his fingers. ❛ how is it? 'ya know, bein' champion an' all? ❜

    "Not gonna lie: It feels awesome most of the time," Dylan was being honest, yet still unaware he might sound hurtful, "People look up to you. They respect you. You're a big person." For a near-minute, he talked about the upsides of being Champion. Mentioning how folks fawned on him being the first in a long while. Ever. Again. And then he got to the negatives.


    "But people expect a lot. Like, you can't let them down. I-I get kind of worried I'll screw up."

    ❛ hmph. ❜ Raine gruffs in reply, remembering a time when Lance would reply with the same thing. How great of a feeling it was to be the champion of your region, but how hefty the title really was. Raine - he didn't care for such things. HE wanted to be Kanto's champion. He wouldn't let some sorry sap tell him how hard the job was. ❛ the fuck they expect, huh? ❜ It was rather impossible to decipher if he was legitimately asking Dylan, or if he was attempting to mock him. ❛ you're a winner. what's the rest matter. ❜

    "The Champion's supposed to be the best. The guy they go to if things ever got that bad. You're pretty much a superhero." And superheroes couldn't be 12 year olds.


    Toby wandered over and tugged on Dylan's sleeve. Gesturing to more activity from nearby. Meaning: They should get a move on. Hopefully get away from the man whom the Blastoise really wanted to spray with water. Just to teach him a lesson. Dylan blinked at his partner, before talking to Raine again, "L-Look, I'm sorry for...For saying stupid things. But Toby and me...We've gotta see what's going on."

    ❛ uh huh. ❜It seemed to be the man's go to response. Raine digs for another durry, the Pikachu on his shoulder shakin his head at the action. ❛ yeah. g'it outta' here, my dad's lookin' anyway. ❜ He jerks his head towards the gym leader in question, tired gaze locked on the kid's Blastoise instead of him for some unknown reason. Perhaps he saw the Pokemon as the actual authority between the pair. ❛ see 'ya tomorra'. ❜


    hmMMM tournament time skip? ??? yes pleas e

    Huh. Who'd have thought Dylan would've run into Raine again? Wait...


    The two stood across from each-other in the arena. Ready and raring to face down. In the blonde's hand was a Pokeball. However, the Pokemon inside was not Toby. Or even a Water type. Seeing as Raine used Electric types, Dylan went with the obvious choice. "C'mon out, Minnie!" The ball opened as it was thrown.


    From the light emerged a Nidoqueen. Seeing as she was part Ground type, they'd have an advantage against the Pikachu. What? Dylan could be smart about things.


    Perfect. Perfect! His choice of a ground type was just what Raine was looking for here. Of course, it was the choice any logical trainer would go for. He supposed it was his move first. Even more of an advantage. ❛ pippa, use surf! ❜ He orders slyly, only appearing encouraged by the crowds surprised gasps. The man's teeth clench into a grin, eyes wide with excitement as his Raichu expertly forces a crashing wave - like force of water towards the ground type, tail swishing away specks of water that land atop himself. Now, the observers can't help but fall silent with the sight of the illegal move.

    Minnie let out a cry as she was struck with the illegal move. While it didn't kill her, it left the Nidoqueen half-beaten leaning towards dangerously low. Dylan wanted to cry fowl. Surf? W-Wasn't that illegal?! "No fair!" the blonde called out. After addressing this, Dylan went to make his move.


    "Minnie! Hit him with a Bulldoze?" Minnie nodded and moved to strike. She began to stomp with all of her might.

    Pippa doesn't have enough time to race out of the way, taking the hit full on. It would have damn near been a fatal knock out, had the Raichu not been able to withstand it. With his trainer's encouraging shouts, he stumbles back up onto his haunches. ❛ ya' can do it, pippa! hit 'er with hidden power! ❜ Raine knows the move to be an ice type. The Raichu does as he's told, though the move is weak, and his accuracy is skewed by a stumble. His trainer clenches his fist in excitement, nearly leaning forward. ❛ yes, yes - ❜

    While it hit and knocked Minnie's health to red, she managed to hold on. For herself and for Dylan. She looked back at her Trainer for permission to go with her next move. And he gave her a thumbs-up. With that, Minnie went back to her opponent. She used Attract on the male Raichu.

    Much to Raine's annoyance, the Pokemon swoons with the move. ❛ hmph. come on, pippa! ❜ Though, the Raichu can't do much more, and he plops to the ground backwards, whining something before knocking out. Raine can't help but scream in anger, hands pulling viciously at his hair. The scene of child - like rage lasts longer than it should, the man only returning his fainted Pokemon to its poke ball after he's ripped a decent handful of hair from his scalp. His partner leaps from his shoulder, the Pikachu's cheeks sparking in anger. Though small, he was prepared to battle. ❛ we can't lose! I can't lose! ❜

    Dylan...Hadn't expected that kind of reaction from Raine. He hadn't pegged him as a guy to lose his temper. Sure, he had an 'attitude'...But he seemed pretty cool. He blinked for a quick second, before reaching into his bag. The boy pulled out a Max Potion just as Minnie waddled over. He healed her up quick before she went back to battle.


    "Now, Minnie! Venoshock!" He wouldn't hit with another Ground type yet. He'd rather soften the Pikachu up. Minnie belched up the toxic sludge, aiming for Pip.

    Pip was agile due to his size, managing to only be doused in the back end of the toxic sludge. The Pikachu whines, attempting to shake it from his fur before pawing the dirt of the battlefield. Raine points towards the Nidoqueen, roaring for the second illegal move of their match so far. ❛ skull bash! ❜ The man orders, Pip bouncing off across the field to smash into Minnie's soft underbelly with all his might. Though the Pokemon may not have that much might in him, the speed he was able to pick up was either strong enough for him to barrel into the other, or cause him to smack into something nearby if she would be quick enough.