Just starting off... (Pokèmon Fanfic)

Chapter Three

I turned my attention to the opposing Nidoqueen.  Scepter was just getting up and shaking it's head trying to comprehend what had just happened.

"Flare, let us wrap this up," I said. "Use Metal Claw!" Flare's claws grew and turned gray. Flare started to run up to Nidoqueen when I saw the girl who owns it look down and slightly smile. That's when I realized that Flare was in danger. "Flare, stop your attack!" I yelled across the field, but I had already known it was too late. Flare must of known this too because he didn't stop.  He jumped into the air and Scepter grabbed Flare.

The black haired girl said, "Scepter, use Hyper Beam. I need to get home to go to bed." Scepter started to charge up. Then I remembered something Professor Oak told me. He said, 'Hyper Beam is a powerful move that only takes second to charge. But, in that second, you can retaliate by firing an attack into the opposing pokémon's mouth at the right time.'

That's when I realized I've still got a shot. "Flare, charge ember!" Flare instantly was ready for ember so when I could see Hyper Beam was fully charged, I said, "Use Ember into its mouth!"

Flare unleashed such a powerful ember attack that when it hit the Hyper Beam, it imploded. Scepter looked at Flare and saw him smile. Then the Hyper Beam exploded in both of their faces.

A giant dust cloud formed around them and, a few seconds later, Flare walked out of the dust cloud. He was limping because of the explosion and he turned around and faced the dust cloud. When the dust cleared, we all saw that Scepter was on the ground, fainted. The explosion was to much for her to handle, I guess.

Scepter was returned to her pokeball. The black haired girl turned around and said, "Let's go, Liz. We lost to them. Let's go get the boss's fury out of the way." As she walks away, I ask the black haired girl "What's your name?"

She stops in her tracks. She turns around and asks, "Why do you what to know?"  She looks at me suspiciously.

I simply shrug, stuff my hands in my pocket and say, "I'm just curious," I reply. "You pretty much told me the other girls name so that leaves you."

She takes a minute to think about what she could do. She turns around and says with a slight smile, "My name is..." Right before she can get her name out, her partner Liz grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and dragged her away.  It was all too confusing to comprehend.

I looked up into the sky and quickly realized it was dark. Also, Axle was not anywhere to be seen.  I started to think he was in the room so I went to the room. He was in the room, but, to my surprise, he was fast asleep.  I went to go sleep on the couch but all I could think about was the black haired girl. I made many attempts to get these thoughts out of my head, but all of which failed horribly. If anything, after all that, I put her even deeper into my train of thought.  I can't decide how to get her out of my head so I just went to sleep hoping my dream wasn't going to be about her.

Fortunately enough, my dream was completely different. It was a dream I knew all to well.In my dream, I was in a black room with another person. He was wearing a black shirt with a red jacket on over it. He had a red hat on his head.  The hat seemed to cast a shadow over his eyes.  Every time, the black room turns into a snowy mountain. Every time, the red guy standing looking out of the cliff. Every time, it feels real even though I know it's not.

The guy turns around, as usual, but then he says, "Every time you go to sleep, you come to this dream."  Him speaking is enough to catch me of guard, but, after a few seconds, I completely hide my surprise just like every other emotion I have felt. He continues, "You ask so many questions about this dream.  I don't answer because I do exactly what you do, hide what I feel."
I am impressed with this guy's intelligence. He knew exactly who I was and what I feel.  I have so many questions, but one specifically stands out to me. "Why are we here out of all places?" I asked.  "I don't recognize this place from anything I have read or watched."