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he snorts at navy's tagline for their match.

"i was just thinking my style's might be closer to gabe's, y'know." the two brothers' dispositions don't appear close anyways. "and which one of us is supposed to be heart and brain?"

without kyle issuing a command, his pokemon continue their strats.

the jet punch is received. the stoic expression was forced out, though the same can be said to most of kyle's pokemon in a fight. a spray of pin missile acts as covering fire, forcing the palafin at bay.

the kommo-o, on the other hand, stomps on the ground, forcing rocks upwards in an attempt to set the iron valiant within a rock tomb. it might not be a finisher, but it gives the pokemon ample time to react to its next move.

"you're not calling yourself the brains, are you?" he jests.

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“Who, me? Nah. A real man’s gotta be stupid.” Knowing you’re stupid is like knowing you’re falling. You can control the slide, tuck into a roll, meet the ground head-on. He announces his stupidity to the world with a smile. Hattori, who has retreated off the battlefield but stays out of his ball, looks up at his trainer with a pumped fist.[break][break]
At least someone gets him.[break][break]
“Toshi, don’t get too caught up in fighting for now. You’ll get your turn.” Toshinori laughs, kicking up a wave from nowhere with a flip turn. Covering fire meets covering fire, most of the missiles thunking against the water. A few turn Toshinori into an impression of a porcupine, but he disappears in a red light.[break][break]
“Hattori, you’re done?” He asks the Greninja while Roland struggles in the background. Kommo-O’s rock tomb swallows the left side of his body, crusting it in a layer of earth that is hard to break. His quark drive gets overclocked. Moonlight builds up in the pink engine stabbed through the knight’s chest. It explodes out in a moonblast meant to ward as much as it is meant to free him.[break][break]
“Alright, not gonna push you. Sol, recover already. Only got four of you guys left to his five.” Sol floats back onto the field, looking ready to rush away at the first sign of trouble from any Lycanroc.

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POSTED ON Mar 25, 2024 9:00:22 GMT

four? he smirks with amusement as he realizes.

"yeah, you really are stupid," he affectionately calls navy out. "imagine if i wasn't the last gatekeeper."

they would most certainly feel offended rather than amused.

"stand your ground kommo-o," he tells his pokemon, who already was in the process of coating his claws with poison, piercing the blast with something fairies are allergic from. the forearm used was singed with moonlight, powering through the pain with grit.

"obstagoon, it's time!"

a parting shot from the obstagoon attempts to agitate the charizard, who replaced its current target. the granbull comes on its place, wincing as poison welcomes it to the field.

a chorus sounds from the fairy's intro song.

GRANBULL: GRIM GROWL
FAIRY-TYPE
granbull growls eerily, forcing its targets to flee or return to their pokeballs. a curse is placed to those that take their place.

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Sol is sent running again, back into his pokeball.[break][break]
May as well be 3 on 5 at this point. Navy grumbles, but he doesn’t let the exasperation show on his face. A warrior must face adversity with a smile.[break][break]
“Guilty as charged, officer.” Navy shoots back, right before his soul takes a plunge. Vortigern breaks free of his ball. That he is a dragon rushing a dragonslayer doesn’t register in his mind. In Vortigern’s red world, there are winners and losers.[break][break]
Even as the curse tears into his body, so too does his killing claw ooze with venomous intent. It slams into the Granbul, the first of many blows to come. Vortigern is not gentle. Navy feels his sygna suit activate. He is part man, part dragon. Their souls meld. With it comes an echo of a promise, spoken in another lifetime.[break][break]
I’m gonna be the champ. He told Vortigern. And I’ll do it with you, or through you. Your call. He understands, seeing the memory from the dragon’s side, how those words won him Vortigern’s respect. Cast into this battlefield, he feels brave, reckless rage.[break][break]
Roland, meanwhile, feels the poison seep into his system. His blade strikes against the claw, but he knows a poor parry when he sees one. He skirts a half-step back, enough room to maneuver his blade. Looking up at his foe, he resolves to pierce the scales. Every armor has its weakness, and he will find this Kommo-O’s weak point.[break][break]
The spirit break clashes against him, even as more cracks form in his blade.

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his approach was too delicate to account for flexibility.

he knows navy's garchomp. too crude, too unpredictable. kyle, who can only capitalize on openings rather than make them himself, wouldn't be able to fit in with hoenn's populace if they don't second guess themselves and opt out from leaning on the side of volatility.

"this is why i don't fit here." he chuckles.

not that he thinks of everyone beneath him, but rather, he chastises himself of having to rely on the crutch of facts and logic when making decisions when the world doesn't support that way of thinking.

"slow down the fight," he orders his pokemon.

the granbull gets its wind knocked out of him, but it hangs on. tenacity allows it to grab on, allowing for it to lunge for an ice fang, encasing the arm that struck it with frost.

the kommo-o, on the other hand, attempts to defend against the attack. defenses get chipped easily by the paradox pokemon, but the kommo-o reinforces it by placing itself within a rock tomb.

relying on the timer from the curse gives them a better chance to sway the fight to their side for his other members to clean up. it's a matter of what was stronger, offense or defense.

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Navy winces for Vortigern. He feels the pain pierce his arm when Jagen strikes. Vortigern does not react. He does not blink. Pain that would kill other creatures is like a blink of the eye for him.[break][break]
Navy feels what’s coming next. Their time is limited. Something terrible is coming. No rage of the body will defeat this force of spirit. Vortigern’s might is useless against the forces of entropy.[break][break]
Or so humans would say. Dragons care very little for human concerns, or human thought, or human limitations. Jagen freezes his arm. It demands a toll. Rough skin makes those who would touch a king bleed.[break][break]
“ ▂▂▃▃▅▅----”[break][break]
“ ▂▂▃▃▅▅■■■■ーー！！”[break][break]
Vortigern’s outrage is not something meant for beautiful battles before a stadium full of fans. It is a brutal assessment of what war truly is. He grabs Jagen. He slams Jagen. He tears himself apart in red rage for a single moment longer shredding the dragon hunter. Fangs, claws, feet, appendage, every inch of himself is thrown into a savage offense that promises the inevitable tearing of his own body.[break][break]
Even Roland has to dodge to avoid being caught in the way. Rushing behind Kommo-O’s rock tomb, he lets Vortigern and Jagen take the damage that will come from their battle breaking the tomb.[break][break]
It leaves him perfectly positioned to raise his hand, take advantage of the chaos…[break][break]
“Now! Go! Go!” He waves, his right hand a mirror of Vortigern’s as it sweeps forward.[break][break]
Roland launches a moonblast at the Kommo-O, point blank, as poison spurts from his exhaust vents.

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the final hit turns on a switch on the kommo-o, reminiscent of its history with rocket's bloodthirsty regime.

the old adage of an injured dragon being more dangerous than a healthy one rings. navy's pokemon brings it close to the edge where threat levels of its target overcomes its own, bringing out a deep-seated instinct of survival to fight to the inch of its life.

kyle recalls his pokemon before it hurts itself.

"i should've told them to switch targets, i guess." kyle takes out a pokemon to replace the kommo-o. "oh well."

poison seeps in through the obstagoon's thick pelt when it appears back on the field. enduring the nausea from the toxins, it looks around and goes to help the granbull.

"metronome, jagen!"

too many resources were spent on the garchomp, but it is what it is. it couldn't possibly be the best decision, but in the heat of the moment, priorities have to be followed.

the last ditch effort of the champion activates. metronome answers the call for luck. power split activates, dampening the blows that the granbull suffers. with its newfound burst of strength, it kicks itself off from the garchomp's grip and slumps on the ground to catch its breath.

the obstagoon, who had been coming to the fairy-type's aid, readies a night slash on the dragon. poison fuels its guts, overcompensating with the disadvantage with the force behind its attack.

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The part of Navy that belongs to the black dragon huffs in triumph when he sees the Kommo-O return to its ball. One of the most dangerous opponents has been taken out. Three on four…not good odds.[break][break]
Especially since it looks like, unless he’s very careful, it could soon be four on one. Terrible odds. Navy forces himself to resurface. Here, in this controlled environment, he has that luxury. Even here, standing tall on top of the world, he is tested. If he fails, he loses.[break][break]
Obey me. He says within the sea of their souls. Or this is all for nothing.[break][break]
Vortigern snaps out of it. His golden eyes flick towards Navy right as Roland is recalled. He, too, has done enough, but his part in this is not yet over. Let him rest within a pokeball, regain his strength.[break][break]
In his place comes Toshinori, laughing in defiance. Now, he wears his hero form. Swimming through the air, he laughs at the hopeless situation. He greets the Obstagoon with a jet punch, his fist bloody from the slash and the stealth rocks.[break][break]
“Ha, HA!” Toshi pumps his other fist at Kyle, a hero’s salute.[break][break]
“Meet…Toshinori…” Navy grunts, Toshinori’s pokeball still in his hand. Having worn a sygna suit for as long as he has, he knows what emotion to force to the surface here. His worry overwhelms Vortigern’s rage. The dragon’s wounds slowly, surely, begin to mend.[break][break]
Toshinori’s playing defense like any good hero should.

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obstruct was taken up almost immediately, taking the caution from the garchomp into effect when the palafin effectively acts as its defensive extension.

"come on, you could've at least taken the granbull out with that!" kyle chides as he subconsciously recalls the pokemon, expecting it to happen. "i was excited for him to take up stage!"

the mightyena appears.

the screen shows the granbull greyed out, as if knocked out. only the final evolutions of poochyena and zigzagoon appear on the monitor as the only ones available for hoenn's champion.

"thank me later, toshinori. i'll be speeding up the tempo for you."

poisoned, his pokemon were also on a timer, albeit milder, than the garchomp.

the mightyena doesn't need instructions. his default is opposite of kyle's. winds of love and hate, emotions the trainer was seemingly lacking but the pokemon has an abundance of, rage throughout the entire field.

springtide storm blows away at the opposing side.

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“Man, you really brought out Alpha.” He’s impressed with himself. Navy remembers when Kyle's ace was just a pooch.[break][break]
Fits you like a glove. A younger man said in those long ago days.[break][break]
He looks to Vortigern. His worry isn’t enough to protect him from this. Alpha is living proof of how far removed from human logic this region has become. He has unlocked his own hidden potential. He has z-moves, a beautiful tera crown, and has gorged upon Eternatus’s power. Springtide storm is a move for legends, but it has been seized by common men and mon.[break][break]
In Hoenn, anyone can be someone. That’s a lesson Navy has taken to heart. Even a simple dog can bite a dragon’s throat out.[break][break]
“Fuck…’ His strong exhale accompanies Vortigern having the wind knocked out of him. Their minds are one. He’s thrown into the rarest of emotions a dragon can feel – desperation. Vortigern’s mind, Navy’s mind, calculates the optimal path to victory.[break][break]
Kill him. Kill the head. He won’t expect that. Seize ultimate victory. Discard human ru-[break][break]
A flash of red sees Vortigern recalled. The dragon is rejected. Hoenn has enough dragons.[break][break]
What it needs is a warrior.[break][break]
Roland steps forward, iron eyes sweeping across the battlefield. Toshinori, roaring in furious rebuke, swims through the air to Obstagoon. They’ll be pinned down fighting each other. That just leaves…[break][break]
Roland. Roland with his cracked blade, the poison, the stealth rocks piercing his skin. Roland, a creature which should not even exist, versus a Pokemon dismissed by most.[break][break]
A memory dances across the machine’s mind. It burns, remembering what once was. He remembers white hands of flesh and wearing an elegant dancer’s gown. His liege lord had not yet given him a dawn stone. He remembers Alpha’s fur, how warm it was…[break][break]
“Roland, Toshi. I believe in you guys. My final two. Show ‘em your hearts.”
And now, he turns his blade upon that Pokemon. Roland charges. He swings his sword in a wide, vicious arc. The spirit break would end this quickly if it could simply land…[break][break]
But it doesn’t land. Not with the fracture line along Roland’s galaxy blade rapidly expanding.

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the same poison that navy had spread out will be his undoing, and much like the toxins of dewford's wormhole, it threatens the position of the challenger in this fight.

ticks of poison wouldn't matter when each blow might be the last. kyle's obstagoon threatens to overpower with its guts acting up at the disadvantageous situation, while the mightyena's adrenaline from the uncomfortable position has its quick feet flare up.

"i'm lenient, but i don't give freebies."

the mightyena, with its impish disposition, helps the propagation of the crack. its legs bring it close after the iron valiant missed its shot, firing a hyper beam from close quarters that ultimately seals the demise of its blade.

"let's see how you write the ending of this chapter."

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“…heh.”[break][break]
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Roland’s blade shatters, and he smiles. It’s always like this for him. Someone backs him into a corner. He’s too dumb to know when to quit. Regroup, recharge, come back. That’s the m/o of a smart man.[break][break]
But a real man, in Navy’s world, has to be a little stupid. Someone told him that once and it stuck to the underside of his brain like glue. It’s a perfect justification for poor decisions.[break][break]
“You should know better than anyone this is just where I like to be.” His heart beats like it does not bear the weight of years. There’s no war outside. There’s just this battle, right in front of him, and victory looming just beyond the horizon.[break][break]
“Roland, you’re the same way, yeah? Always have been.”[break][break]
The iron warrior sparks and twitches. In his world of 1’s and 0’s, error messages flash across his screen unseen by humans. Logic tells him to back away. Even in the luxury of organized battle, he stands on the precipice of feeling the same cessation of motion he has visited upon others the humans call Iron Valiants.[break][break]
A blade flies through the air. Errors give way to thoughtless motion, ignorant of what his CPU processer tells him to do. It grasps the blade. The one-armed warrior looks down at the blade – the last feather of a fallen friend.[break][break]
He is bathed in the light of tera, the same light from which he was borne. In its glorious light is reflected worlds of pure fantasy. His eyes see the triumph of bloody combat and worlds of noble light. There are worlds ruled by the waves and endless rolling land.[break][break]
There’s one world that stands out brighter than any of them: a world of fantasy so surreal that every conceivable force in the universe wishes to see its undoing. It is a world where Gallades are reborn as knights. It’s a world where the dead walk and the living fall into their graves. It is his world, and the world his liege lord calls him.[break][break]
Roland is crowned in a stellar crown. His blade is a blade of purest light, the finest sword of its age – the equal of any weapon that would be thrown against this world.[break][break]
There’s enough left in him for one more strike, standing on the edge of victory and defeat. While Alpha is forced to recharge from a blast that damn near destroyed the knight wholesale, they have a moment to strike. Toshinori and Obstagoon dance in his peripherals, jet punches and drain punches meeting obstructions and slashes.[break][break]
“ROLAND!” Navy shouts. “SHOW ‘EM OUR HEARTS. THEN SHOW ‘EM THEIRS.”[break][break]
And he does, moving forward against Hoenn’s greatest trainer. Fae light strikes like a rainbow as he tries the same precise strike as before: a spirit break to clash against Kyle’s ace.

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surrounded by dark-types, kyle appears as the final boss for the hero to cull down.

the lord of the castle throws a fast ball, reminiscent of the baseball games he's played before, and turns the mightyena to the same terastalized pokemon as the paradox pokemon. stellar lights refract the light given off by the flashing luster of screens.

"go all out, alpha!" he shouts. "he said he wanted it!"

tera blast fills the room with a flash bang. the burst of energy fires of shock waves that shake the champion's very core, and the clash between the knight and the beast it needs to slay plays out the climax of the story.

the obstagoon and the palafin are soon going to be caught by the blast radius, serving as casualties for the big bang that navy yearns from the champion.

white fills the room, but the ending was already predetermined. there's only destruction-- a conclusion that either of them wouldn't expect anything less from.

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In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"

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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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HERE WE STAND, HERE WE FALL

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He wishes he could watch the sublime exchange in the middle of the field, the clash of light and dark. Human eyes were not made for the sight, and his retinas are meant for something greater. His scarred hands rise to defend his vision from the clash, which combines with a deafening explosion. Roland stands resolute. Sparks fly from every joint. Whatever genius hand crafted these circuits did not anticipate their creation would push itself this far.[break][break]
I’m going to be the champ, Navy. Olivier, Kohryu, all the rest? We’re going to the top. There’s nobody I wanna fight more than Kyle.[break][break]
Roland remembers being at the human’s side, the day their brothers left. The hollow core in his chest vibrates with love, grief, and determination that grew from the necrosol.[break][break]
The feather blade has a cross guard where there should be none. It stands tall in the light of possibility. His machine heart overflows with the resolve of the man standing behind him.[break][break]

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“Roland, it’s alright.”[break][break]
He’s never touched Roland before. The thought only occurs to Navy as he steps onto the battlefield, pressing a hand to his Iron Valiant’s shoulder. It’s cold, in a way only steel can be. At the touch, his Iron Valiant at last allows the blade to tilt towards the ground instead of Alpha.[break][break]
“That about does it, huh Kyle?”

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2024 18:05:09 GMT

"y-yeah, i guess."

he recalls both of his pokemon at the end of the paradox pokemon's limit. no sympathy comes to the metallic pokemon that pushed itself further than it should, but rather, a bittersweet feeling that comes when he finishes a game visits him again.

"this feels weird, you know," he starts. "like this is supposed to be special, but..."

kyle approaches the iron valiant, squatting down to its level to meet its blinking lights.

"-this just feels fun. nostalgic, even."

he hadn't been the most competitive as a kid, nor was he actually a fan of chasing after badges back then as well. still, matches like these were commonplace in his youth, all for good innocent fun that doubles as the first step to his opponent's dreams.

his head turns up to navy.

"that's it. you're a champion." a challenging smile teases the newest member of the hall of fame. "did it actually feel special?"

the scale of their brawl was different, but it did give kyle a glimpse of the past where they would just go hang out, maybe get into a pokemon battle, without a care in the world.