The Rookie Tournament

The crowd is overwhelming. You’ve had this pit in your stomach ever since the bracket was announced last night. You managed to draw the number 1 spot, you and Greg of Saffron City are the first match of the entire tournament. You had slightly hoped that your first match would be in the second day, give yourself a chance to see the crowd in action, let your nerves settle and relax. But the universe had other plans, you are the first battle of the Tournament but you don’t plan on being the first loss.

Erika stands on a stage overlooking the 64 participants standing on the battlefield. “Welcome to our wonderful city. Celadon City is proud to host this year’s Rookie Tournament,” her voice booms out over the stadium’s sound system. She goes on and on about the history of the Tournament, and the wonders the city offers. She talks about her own victory at the Tournament years ago. “I hope you all enjoy the show, and now I’ll introduce out guest host for the day. A big round of applause for Cindy Hallow, the Captain of the Celadon Laurels.” The crowd goes wild, a good portion of them probably from Celadon.

An athletic looking woman appears on the stage, her purple hair tied up in a bun, “Thank you for having me.” She gives Erika a hug and waves to the crowd, “We’ve got quite the turn out, let’s hope these rookies don’t disappoint. For the first 2 rounds, the participating trainers will each be allowed two pokemon. And there are a staggering 24 female trainers who qualified this year, so there will be plenty of forfeits on display.” The crowd cheered as Cindy hyped up the event.

You look around at your fellow participants. Jack gives you a wave from her assigned position. The boys are scattered around. And you catch a glimpse of Blue, his anger burning behind his eyes. He’s on the second half of the bracket, so you won’t have to worry about battling him unless you both make it to the finals. “Now who’s ready for our first match of the Tournament?” she yells into the mic. The crowd goes wild, “Alright well let’s clear the battlefield, and make way for our opening bout, Amber of Pallet Town vs Greg of Saffron City!”

The other trainers start to make their way off the battlefield. “You’ve got this,” Jack says rubbing your arms, giving you a kiss before leaving. Roger and Humphrey give you a pat on the back with a, “Good luck.” While John embraces you in a hug, “I believe in you.” The crowd is alive with cheers.

“Alright let’s see what we have here,” Cindy says as the other trainers leave just you and Greg on the field. “Wow, we’ve got this busty gal over here, can’t wait to see her get screwed. But maybe not this round,” she says looking from you towards Greg. Your skin crawls at her casual objectification, but looking at Greg you agree with her other statement. Luckily, you don’t plan on losing at all so Greg’s looks don’t really matter. “Trainers, ready! LET’S BATTLE!” the crowd erupts as the Rookie Tournament finally starts with all the eyes on you.

You reach for your pokeballs, throwing out your first pokemon at the same time as Greg. Wartortle stands ready to fight the opposing Shuppet. “Would you look at that, a Wartortle from the boobalicious Amber and a Shuppet from the other guy, Greg.”

You ignore Cindy to focus on the battle, commanding Wartortle to fire off some water pulses. “A flurry of pulses from the Wartortle and some of them even landed. Oh and Shuppet returns fire with a will-o-wisp, and oof a miss.” You hadn’t considered how distracting a commentator could be, but hopefully she’s just as distracting to your opponent. You command Wartortle into some aqua tails, “Looks like Amber is trying to close the gap, how will Greg handle the new strategy?” You manage to land a hit, but the Shuppet finally lands a will-o-wisp, “Shuppet is barely hanging on, but how long can Wartortle hang on while burnt?”

She’s not wrong, but you plan on finishing your opponent off quickly. “Wartortle bite,” you command. Your partner’s jaw clamps onto the spectral opposition.

Greg orders a hex, but it’s too late, “Shuppet is unable to battle, looks like the busty trainer is off to an early lead! Who will Greggy throw out next?” That was close, a hex would’ve been the end of Wartortle with his burn. Greg recalls Shuppet, you can see him trying to consider his best choice. You’re glad you got the first knock out, it gives you an advantage since you’ll already know Greg’s second pokemon when you need to select your second. “Anytime now!” Cindy’s laughs boom out over the stadium’s sound system. Greg grimaces before grabbing his next pokemon and tosses the ball into the battlefield.

“Wow, a Drednaw from Greg, but can he really get past Wartortle and the Boobster’s second partner?”

You roll your eyes, before launching back into the battle, “Wartortle, bite!” Wartortle lunges but his sustained damage leaves him slowed, allowing Drednaw to land a headbutt on your partner.

“Ouch, that’s got to hurt. Wartortle is unable to battle,” the purple haired annoyance calls out. “Does she have anything to counter Greg’s Drednaw? Or are we about to see our first sexual forfeit of this year’s Rookie Tournament?”

The crowd cheers at the prospect of seeing you being fucked in front of them. But you know that you have type advantages to spare, Trapinch and Tingle would both be excellent but you grab Bellossom knowing her 4x effectiveness should easily give you the win. “Oooh, tought luck Greggy boy, looks she’s got an ace for your Drednaw.”

“PETAL BLIZZARD!” Bellossom does a twirl and fills the battlefield in a cloud of floating floral petals. She stops guiding the petals at the Drednaw. The crowd goes wild as the flurry of petals slice through the Drednaw in a spectacular show of color.

“And our first match is all over! Amber of Pallet Town stands victorious!” Cindy hollers through her microphone. The crowd follows her lead, all of their cheers fill you with pride over your victory. You smile looking out over the crowd, all eyes on you. You glance over the sea of people, finding your friends all next to each other, standing to cheer you on.