Pokemon Rusted Shield/Sword

Feral Fire

Bede turned to glare at the trainer who had a feral look in his eyes. The trainer looked as though he wasn't challenging Bede for fun or to test himself, no Bede could tell that wasn't it. He saw something dangerous in Grant's eyes as the stars began to come out, the last bit of sunlight fading over the horizon.

"You're challenging me?" Bede demanded, "I was chosen by the chairman himself! You really think you can defeat me?"

"I don't even know who you are," Grant chuckled, "I just know that you're endorsed and don't deserve to be. I'm going to show everyone I'm stronger than people like you born into wealth, unlike me who isn't even allowed to try to rise to the top!"

"Born into wealth?!?" Bede demanded enraged, "How dare you insinuate I haven't worked hard for where I am! I'll send you crying home to your mommy you arrogant fool!"

Bede sent out his ace, Hatenna, the only Pokémon he had on hand at the time to face down what he saw as an arrogant punk who had no idea how hard he had worked to get here. Bede had suffered a lot in his life, starting from nothing just like Grant, but neither knew that the two shared this and saw the other as nothing more than a lucky brat who didn't deserve success.

Grant's stance in combat was almost feral in nature, hunched over with his arms outstretched and curled upwards with a wide, toothy grin. He held a mad, hungry look in his eyes as he sent out Kiss to face down the unfamiliar Pokémon.

"That's the best you can do?" Bede demanded, "Pathetic! End this quickly with Dazzling Gleam!"

The small Pokémon's body glowed with a glistening light, Kiss tried to avoid the mystical energy only to be blasted by the super effective wave and fall, fainted.

"Now that you know your place," Bede smirked, "I'll be-"

"I'm not done yet!" Grant exclaimed sending out Rook...

Meanwhile those in the gyms noticed a ruckus just out front. Milo heard a crash outside and turned to Melony, the ice type gym leader whom he was training with. Melony was a chubby slightly overweight women dressed in a white for jacket with long blonde hair, while Milo contrasted this with his casual farmer boy attire with a straw cap and well toned body. He returned his Pokémon and asked Melony, "Do you hear that?"

Melony nodded, "It sounds like there's a battle outside. Could be worth checking out..."

The two went to investigate the situation as Grant planned his next move. He knew he would need to strike fast and true with Rook's help to win, but how? No move would be enough to finish it in one blow, let alone Power Trip as it was a weak attack that would grow stronger if Rook raises his stats somehow to...

It's then he decided on his plan, unaware that the battle was now being watched.

"Hone Claws!" Grant ordered.

Rook cried out and sharpened his claws against the ground, the talons shined with deadly sharpness, ready to rip apart the enemy in one precise blow.

"Ha!" Bede exclaimed, "You've given up on attacking? Seems you've realized you're beneath me as a trainer! Confusion!"

Hatenna blasted Rook with psychic energy, bending its wings into an unnatural position, pulling bones out of place. Rook however, endured the blow and countered with Power Trip, striking with ferocity, talons like daggers into his foe's flesh, leaving a gash across its face and fainting it.

"You little-" Bede growled.

"Now now," Melony stepped in, "Let us handle this. I mean he beat you fair and square."

Bede glared, "I won't forget this. And before I forget..."

Bede gave Grant the obligatory one thousand Pokédollars and left. He gripped the coins in his hand, the first money he had seen in seven years. A step towards the safe and stable life he desired.