preparation for the battle

"Brock I am here to challenge you to a battle under the ownership Rules" Ash said as he stepped onto the field.

Brock's eyes, which had been fixed on a nearby Pokémon as he nursed a small injury, snapped towards Ash, a look of surprise crossing his face. He set the Pokémon down on the ground, where it scurried off, and took a step forward, his eyes narrowing as he processed Ash's words. The air seemed to vibrate with tension as Brock's gaze locked onto the Poké Ball in Ash's hand, his expression unreadable. The only sound was the soft rustling of the trees outside the gym, their leaves whispering in the gentle morning breeze. Brock's voice, when it came, was low and measured. "Ash, are you sure you know what you're getting yourself into, if you win you will get my strongest pokemon yeah but if you lose you are **** to become my loyal pokemon."

Ash's grip on the Poké Ball tightened, his knuckles whitening as he met Brock's intense gaze. He felt a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead, but he didn't flinch, his voice firm. "I'm positive, Brock. I've thought it through. I'm willing to take the risk." The words hung in the air, punctuated by the soft rustling of the leaves outside. Brock's expression didn't change, but his eyes seemed to bore deeper into Ash's, as if searching for any hint of doubt. The silence stretched out, the only sound the creaking of the old gym's wooden floorboards beneath their feet.

Brock then let out a sight as he led Ash to the Battlefield as Forest said "As said under the Ownership Laws this will be a 1vs1 battle between Ash Ketchum and Brock the Gym Leader, the battle will be over when the pokemon of one side is unable to battle, if Ash wins he will not only get the Boulder Badge but also Brock's strongest pokemon, but if Ash loses he will become a loyal Pokemon of Brock's choice, are you ready" both nodded "then Let the battle begin".

As Forest's voice echoed through the battlefield, the air seemed to vibrate with anticipation. Brock's eyes locked onto Ash's, a fierce glint in their depths. Ash's grip on the Poké Ball tightened, his heart pounding in his chest. The silence that followed Forest's announcement was oppressive, the only sound the soft rustling of the trees outside the gym and the creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath their feet.