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Champion

mafumafu x fem!reader
Trainer AU with a fixed team for both opposing parties.
fluff
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requester: none

reader's pov
"Welcome to the Pokémon World Tournament!"

A cheerful voice of a female greeted me with, supposedly, fake happiness, and that who stood in front of me was a female, seemingly one of those registrars, blocking over an entrance to what I assume was the venue.

You see, I'm Hoenn's League Champion, (Y/N) (L/N), but people call me (U/N) (with a -san, although I always tell them to drop the formalities), who took down not only Wallace, but Steven as well, thus reigning Champion with my trusty and beloved partners.

"Will you participate?"

The question arose without hesitance, and I hastily answered with a vigorous 'yes!', the feeling of extreme nervousness and excitement rushing through my heart, as my clammy hands were greeted with those of my partner's forehead; my Swampert.

"Which tournament will you participate in?"

The question arose, and I immediately skimmed through those given categories.

'Hmm...Kanto leaders...Johto leaders...Hoenn...what..? Aren't I supposed to be part of that category, or is it just Steven and Wallace..? Hmm...oh, oH, OH!!!'

"I would like to join the Champions League, ma'am."

I spoke with hesitance, yet my excitement was still filled to the brim as the female nodded and smiled.

"Which battle format would you like?"

"I'll take whatever's chosen!"

"...aaalright! Now please select the Pokémon that will participate."

My eyes shifted gaze upon my Swampert, whom gave me this positively bright and radiant smile, and can't help but smile as well. I looked upon my Pokéballs attached to my waist (on a belt, excuse you), and made my decision.

I chose my beloved Swampert, Gardevoir, and my Rayquaza (on whom I used my Masterball on. I wished I got more Masterballs, though...)

"Alright!"

And this was game on.

Timeskip

One by one, champions and champions fell down. I just so happened to fight Alder, Cynthia, and Lance, and so far, none of my Pokémon were hurt that badly. A good thing, to say the least.

Steven and Wallace, one of the former champions of Hoenn, also happened to participate in the World Championships, much to my relief, since I knew the two of them and we were at least friends.

"Metagross fainted! The winner is (Y/N) (L/N)!"

The crowd cheered vigorously, as I go over to Steven and shake his hand gratefully, the both of us bowing as well.

"Wonderful fight, (U/N)! Congratulations!"

"No, thank you, Steven. For giving me a wonderful fight."