Underdog (Pokémon Fan Fiction)

Chapter Nine

            I stared at the huge green bug Pokémon in front of me. This would not end well, I already knew that. For one, it looked like it could chop me to pieces with those razor blades of arms. And besides that, Gigi was starting to look a bit tired, from that melee of pound attacks. I bit my lip and glanced between Bugsy and his Scyther. I’d expected the kid to use a Butterfree or something, not one of the strongest bug Pokémon in the entire region!

            “Well? Are you going to make a move?” Bugsy asked impatiently. I realized I’d been standing there, staring like an idiot for at least two minutes now. I shook my head to clear it and nodded.

            “Yeah, I am. Sorry.” This was, what, the third time in a single battle that I’ve blanked? Eesh, maybe I have concentration issues. “Gigi, can you use sweet kiss?” I asked her, envisioning the list of moves that the Pokédex had named. She nodded, narrowing her reddish eyes determinedly, before performing the attack.

            The Scyther seemed confused and distracted for a moment, but it quickly wore off and my attack had proved nearly worthless. I frowned, and Bugsy called out his first attack with this Pokémon. “Scyther, use slash!”

            Before I could warn Gigi to get out of the way, the Scyther darted forward and slashed Gigi across the side, momentum hurling her into the air. She let out of cry of pain and hit the floor hard. She struggled to stand up, but I could tell that she wouldn’t give up easily. I’d just have to hope for the best.

            Apparently Gigi decided to take matters into her own hands, because she launched herself forward and struck Scyther across the head with a pound attack. I sighed when I realized that it was the only damage inflicting attack she knew. Maybe I could afford a TM if we won this battle.

            The Scyther, caught off guard, hissed and side stepped to avoid another hit. I glanced at Gigi worriedly. I knew from reading the Pokédex function in my Pokégear that, being the lowest in their evolution line, Igglybuffs weren’t as developed as the others. They couldn’t sing as much as the others, or they would lose their voice temporarily. And I didn’t think that winning a battle was worth that.

            Bugsy shook his head at me while Scyther and Gigi went at each other. “Can’t you control your Pokémon, Jack?” He asked haughtily. Despite the tension of winning, I cracked a smile.   

            “I’d ask the same of you, kid.” Bugsy flicked his gaze towards our Pokémon, and his eyes boggled when he realized that the two of them were battling without orders. I chuckled at his expression. From what I’ve seen in this battle, Bugsy is one of those people who usually predicts everything, and is then surprised when it turns out differently.

            Bugsy composed himself and called to his Scyther, “Scyther! Use leer!”

            Gigi got in a few attacks while Scyther was distracted, but then backed up as his eye gleamed fiercely. Well, let me tell you, that move really works. It scared the crap out me, even. If looks could kill, Gigi would be dead.

            She looked a bit hesitant, but I knew that if I let her back down now, she’d hate me for it. So I commanded to her to use pound, only for her nervousness to make her miss. I cursed quietly and tried to call out another attack. Bugsy beat me to it.

            “Scyther, I think it’s time we broke out fury cutter. End this!” Welp, we’re screwed.     

            Bugsy’s Scyther raced towards Gigi with his blades- I mean arms- extended, and slashed at her repeatedly. I flinched and looked away from the whirl of green and pink, feeling bad. I know I’m turning into a softie, but when I became a Trainer, I didn’t realize that my Pokémon would have to suffer so much.