Unova Wedgie Tales

Rosa vs Champion Iris

A Pokémon trainer named Rosa headed up the steps that led to Iris's room. She wore her long brunette hair in pigtails and had on a pink-and-white cap. For the rest of her clothing, she wore a grey-and-white sweater with a pink Poké Ball on the center, a pink bow on her back, frilly yellow shorts, black leggings and tights, pink socks, and grey-and-white shoes with yellow laces. Throughout her journey to defeat the Elite Four and become champion, she had traversed many places. However, none were as exhausting as climbing the staircase that led to the champion's room. She panted for breath, struggling to stay on her feet.

She eventually collapsed, falling onto her knees while sweating profusely. How much farther is it? she wondered, holding onto her racing heart. With each step she took, she felt like wind was kicked out of her each time. She took a deep breath and regained her footing. She took a small step before she started sprinting. Eventually, she made her way all the way to the top of the staircase.

She continued panting for breath as she reached the champion's sector of the building. Behind the doors that stood before her contained her destiny. She could not turn back now; she had to win at all costs. While she was regaining her breath, she noticed a slightly older woman leaning against the wall on her left. This woman was medium height, slim, and had bright blue eyes. She possessed pale skin and long layered white hair tied in a high, spiky ponytail with a purple and blue cherry bobble. She wore a loose sky blue dress with magenta-purple stripes over a black vest top and long black boots with teal platforms. In her left hand was a solid black phone with a white chord that connected to her head phones. She was listening to a rock and roll song, shaking her head up and down to the beat. At the moment, she was completely oblivious to Rosa's presence.

"Wait a second," Rosa realized, recognizing the face. She had won a hard fought battle against the older woman along her journey to become the champion. "Roxie?" she said, although the blaring sounds of Roxie's music cancelled any attempt at communication. "Roxie!" she shouted, getting the gym leader's attention at last.

The poison type master opened her eyes and tilted her neck in confusion, trying to recognize Rosa. "Oh!" she realized, pulling off her head phones and placing them and her phone into her right pocket. She sauntered over to where Rosa was and gave her a big grin. "Hey, Rosa," she greeted casually. "You here to challenge Iris?"

Rosa nodded as she took notice of the fact that Roxie's boots gave her a slight height advantage over Rosa. "What are you doing here?"

"Just saying hi to an old friend," Roxie said, placing her left hand against her hip. "Iris is my best friend, after all." She looked up to the ceiling, admiring the purple color and music notes imprinted in the concrete. Ever since Iris had become champion, she had redesigned some structures of the hallway leading up to her room. Of course, Roxie helped to contribute the design. "We've been friends since we were kids." She chuckled as she reminisced about her first time meeting Iris. The two had met in kindergarten and Iris was training with her Axew before bumping into Roxie, who had been playing with a toy set of drums in the classroom. Roxie had joined kindergarten a year late, placing her in the same class as Iris. The two had become friends almost immediately. "She told me she was going to be a Pokémon master. I said I was going to start a band," Roxie said with a smile.

"I guess you both got what you wanted," Rosa observed, smiling.

"Yeah, I guess we did," Roxie replied. "If you're here to face Iris, don't worry." She playfully poked her elbow against Rosa's left shoulder. "I roughed her up a bit for you."