His foot sifted through the sand as he approached the battle-line. The crowd around him roars with a fury of excitement and passion. Among the crowd were friends and family, cheering for the boy's victory. Spot lights concentrated their fiery luminescence on the field, silhouetting a shadow as his opponent marched toward his platform.
As if the threads of fate were stung in discord among them, their eyes met. Sacrifice. Passion. Dedication. What drew these two rivals together would be defined nothing less than a lifetime of fighting. They fight to win.
Beside the boy stood his faithful mouse-type companion. Their journeys have taken them beyond the wonders of the world that they live. A bond of friendship so great, no force could ever sever it.
The challengers were ready.
The crowd continued to roar. Their cries carried beyond the walls of the gigantic dome stadium.
The referees take their place on the sides as the announcer riles up the crowd one last time. Tension growing increasingly heavy, and as the fire of the phoenix cup ignited like a raging wind, so did the worlds greatest pokemon championship battle.
Red clutched onto a special pokeball preparing his first move. His rival, seemingly calm, motioned that Red attempt the first attack.
As the whistle was blown for the start of the match, Red hesitated and pulled back the pokeball in his hand.
"Pikachu, I choose you!" He cried.
With a "Piika!" battle cry, little Pikachu ran from the boy's side and onto center stage. The electric-type pokemon was energetic and throwing his tiny paws to get started. It would have been unwise of Red to choose Pikachu for this fight, as the stage for the first three matches were to be earth-based, the element strong against electricity.
The rival chuckles to himself. He expected as much from Red, and this only strengthened his guarantee of victory.
To keep things interesting, he chose to give little Pikachu a warm-up and sent out a Mienshao.
Pikachu wasted not another second as he shot off like a rocket at his frighting opponent.
Using Agility, the little mouse had no trouble grabbing the first attack, firing a powerful Thunder Bolt.
The attack lands, and Mienshao appears to have flinched, but a quick counter sent Pikachu skyward across the arena.
Red calls out to his friend to make sure the little guy is fine. With a quick and assuring "Pi, pika!" Pikachu was ready to give his opponent another 'one-two'.
He started again with an Agility toward the Mienshao. Red commanded out an "Energy ball" and Pikachu followed the order. It hit! The damage didn't seem enough however, and Mienshao was on the plate. With a powerful Aura Sphere, the martial arts pokemon was sure to finish the round. As he fired Pikachu evaded by jumping over it. The attempt would prove futile, however, as Mienshao mentally controlled the sphere sending it back to the unaware Pikachu, sending him flying yet again. This time, Pikachu struggled to his feet, but once he was, it was back to Agility.
Mienshao readied another Aura Sphere, but Red and Pikachu had other plans. With a quick and accurate command, Pikachu was rocketing toward Mienshao at an incredible speed using his signature move Volt Tackle. The fighting pokemon didn't stand a chance and was defeated.
Ash and Pikachu briefly celebrated their first win, but Pikachu was terribly worn out.
The rival returned his pokemon and took the next into his hand. The crowd was cheering for Red and Pikachu, whom were the favorites for the championship.
"Don't get cocky Red. I gave you an easy one because you're too stupid to choose a good pokemon for battle. This is where we determine who among us is truly a 'Pokemon Master'. Witness my greatest pokemon."
The pokeball clutched in his hand was violently thrown onto the field where from it emerged a mighty Landorus.
Its presence on the field stirred the air into chaos as sand brewed into many tornadoes.
It was the time for Red to pull the card from his sleeve, and reveal the ultimate pokemon he'd been hiding. The crowd being shot with debris of sand, fought for their sight to find out what pokemon Red would choose.
From his hand, he clutched the same pokeball he had earlier, but there was no more hesitating. He knew he had to use it, and he threw the ball into the air, and shouted as the ball began to glow, "I choose you.....!"
The entire stadium was suddenly surprised by a powerful flash. The pokeball was aloft in mid-air as the caps were strewn open. It appeared the light was coming from the pokeball, but as Red tries to understand what had happened, and intense pressure dropped him to his knees.
As Red peeked beyond the blinding glow, he faintly spotted a crack in space where the ball was mysteriously floating. He couldn't move, but he felt that the light was beckoning to him.
While Red fought for his sight, the world around him was rapidly changing canvases. He was no longer on a sandy desert stadium, but the light made it almost impossible for him to see any further.
Suddenly, the light vanished. Everything vanished. The world Red known was no longer under his feet.
Coming to his senses, he glanced around, confused. The pokeball rests, open, on a pile of dirt not far from him. Everything had happened so fast, Red wasn't sure what to make of the situation. All but a blank and confused expression was gone from his face. Just then his ears perked as Pikachu's voice resounded nearby.
"Pikachu? Where are you buddy?" Red called out.
There was no reply. Red became worried and pushed himself onto his feet. Suddenly he heard Pikachu's voice again. Catching where it might have come from, Red races off to catch up to his best friend.
He made his way through a thicket of untouched forestry and flora, and found himself within a small clearing. The sun didn't shine here very well, but it was enough to see the surroundings.
Pikachu was standing by a tree, looking at something. Red hurried to the electric mouse, worried that he might be hurt. Upon approaching him though, he discovered Pikachu had found an unknown species.
"Is...it a pokemon?"
Red took out his pokedex he had received from Professor Oak many years ago, and began to scan for information on this unfamiliar creature:
"Database contains no information on this pokemon."
"Hello there." Greeted the black-striped quadruped.
This alarmed Red. Pokemon don't speak, well, normally. There have been exceptions. Wait! Then this must be a rare pokemon! The thought ran through his head, but the concern of how he arrived where he is still bothered him.
The tribal decorated creature noticed Red's worry and pondered in riddle if he was perchance lost.
"Do you happen to know where we are?" Red asked.
"I know the answer of which you seek, the Everfree Forest is where we speak."
Hello everypony. This is a WIP and conceptual idea. Please enjoy as is, as this is only a sample for now.